#and thank you to the other anons as well! ive just finished all the asks :) so thank you all anons for asking me stuff <3

[thebiggestmenace]

Though I’m not a fan of the estrangement storyline I hope the show goes into more detail about it. It’s two whole years of their relationship we don’t know anything about and it aggravates me.

Did they ever have to make awkward conversation? Did Tommy/Mariah ever try to help them reconcile? Did one of them ever have a close call on patrol and the other came and checked in on them?

Based on the bar flashback scene it seems that no one in Jackson knew they were on bad terms, so I’m assuming they kept up an act in public

it aggrevates me, too! what happened between them?? again, really hope they explain/show more in the show. my mantra with wanting more things shown in the show is that they added stuff to the first season that wasn't really in the game, so surely they can add a few things to the second season. surely. so surely they can show what happened between joel and ellie. surely.

I'm sure they had to have a few awkward conversations. especially at the beginning of their estrangement. like, ellie's just ignoring joel and joel's just confused, surely they had to have a few awkward conversations/interactions. I'm not really a fan of game tommy, but I do like to think he would've tried to have the two of them sit down and talk about it. which probably resulted in them suddenly disappearing and being so busy. maybe maria tried to help, too! she wouldn't have been that sly about it, though. I imagine she'd try to do it on behalf of jackson. like tommy focuses on them reconciling for family bonding reasons, maria focuses on them reconciling for jackson reasons. the latter making them behave in public. the former probably gets ignored. ooo if one of them had a close call?? mmm I could see them being sly about it so as to not tip the other off. like joel realizes ellie left something in the main house that needs to be brought to her this instant (and it's like a spoon or something small) and ellie hanging around windows or being bold enough to just walk into the main house and steal something from him to check on him. but also, you remember the bloater flashback?? what the FUCK was that? ellie almost gets her head ripped off, and all joel has to say is "that was too damn close"???? sir, that is your daughter. you shot up an entire hospital to save her? a bloater tries to rip her head off and you're barely even phased??? I hope they change that scene a bit in the show. I feel like joel would've freaked out a bit more than that??? and would've fretted trying to make sure ellie was okay.

mmmm the bar scene :( assuming it's the dance, they had to have put on a façade in public. which was probably a work in progress. I doubt it was there in the beginning because their emotions would've been too high. joel would've been too confused and ellie would've been too angry, I imagine. so that façade might've started after one too many questions about what happened between them or after maria said they needed to behave. but also? why was she so mad at him? yes, she can most definitely stand up for herself, but also? that is your, once upon a time, father figure? he's just trying to defend you? he wasn't trying to start anything. that whole night just devastates me. ellie dancing with dina, having their first kiss? shoving joel for standing up for her, only to show up on his porch later to forgive him? and then for him to die the very next day. it destroys me everytime I think too much about it. but yes, they had to have a façade while in public

#btw thank you for asking about how i feel about these things anon!! #i love me some analyzing! #i love analyzing the game even if it results in big ouchies #it is still so fun? entertaining to me #so thank you <3 #and thank you to the other anons as well! ive just finished all the asks :) so thank you all anons for asking me stuff <3 #its all so complicated though #cause there are so many factors and varaibles to what couldve happened between them #but that conversation between joel and ellie about dina? needs to fucking happen in the show #pedro joel looking over at bella ellie and telling her with so much force that dina would be /lucky/ to have her??? #it is a need. #if that does not happen i think i will be rioting #the last of us #tlou #rambling menace #tlou2 #tlou2 spoilers #cw death #menace answers

[yeahspider]

Disclaimer please don't write this if you are uncomfortable‼️‼️‼️

Ok so stray kids and reader are having a movie night and reader is sitting on Felix's lap with a small vibrator on inside her while she is cockwarming felix giving them both pleasure.

thank you and remember to drink lots of water and get a ton of sleep!!

Ve's note- i'd like to thank you for sending an ask anon!! Ive been lacking a lil inspo lately so this is perfect !! also you're so sweet anon remember to drink water and sleep as well . i hope this is what you wanted ! feel free to drop by again !! :) <3

Ve's note pt.2 - two felix posts back2back omg ? felix is just so fun to write for. anyways. felix x f.reader . nsfw minors dni . not proofread per usual . thinking about writing a jilix post with a similar plot ... maybe . enjoy <3

SQUIRM 🕸️

you wish this stupid movie would end already. if any of the seven other men asked you to explain the plot to them you wouldn't be able to, hell you wouldn't even be able to tell them the title. The only two things holding your attention was the vibrator and your boyfriend . Both happened to be inside you. time was never really your strong suit, it always had a way of escaping you. but not right now. now you were counting down the minutes until this movie was over so you could catch your breath. which you've been holding this whole time, not wanting to let any sounds you might make slip from your lips.

"you alright there darling?" felix questioned from below you. you had been so lost in thought that you almost forgot the predicament you had found yourself in. you and felix had always been a lil....adventurous with your sex life . trying any and everything together just because you could, but this...this was your hardest challenge to date. you could only hum a response to his inquiry as his cock filled you. the challenge had been your idea... see who could last the longest without coming. felix upping the stakes by adding the vibrator and you meeting him by proposing to do it today of all days. sacred movie night. you were determined to not lose . as sweet as your boyfriend could be he was a lil menace when it came to your challenges. he would not hesitate to tease if you came first.

so you decided to make it harder for him . all you had to do was get him to cum first . no problem considering how sensitive felix was to your devices normally . so you readjust yourself, in the disguise of making yourself more comfortable in his lap . just a slight shift of your hips and felix is biting your shoulder in attempts to conceal his groan . the vibrator pressing directly against his tip, stimulating him. you felt yourself gloat until you shifted a bit too much and the vibrator pressed directly against that gummy spot inside you. causing you to arch your back in surprise. your sudden movement caused jisung to spare you a glance of concern, which you thwarted with a smile that did not reach your eyes. this was good enough for jisung though as he smiled back at you and turned his attention back to the movie playing.

"stop moving kitten you're making it harder for the both of us." felix whispered quickly into your neck. planting a kiss right below your ear. you couldn't help but continue to squirm as the vibrator continued its constant assault on your sensitive areas. you weren't going to last much longer and you both knew it.

you felt felix move his hand from your hip to your clothed core. your eyes widened as he applied pressure to your clit. your will snapped along with the coil holding you together and you came with a scream barely held back. teeth clenching as you ride out the waves on top of him. slumping back once you finished. with a final pinch to your clit causing you to freeze and your walls clench on felix's cock he came inside you . using your shirt to muffle his own moan. once he had a chance to recover he picked up his phone and shut the vibrator off. causing you to let out a sigh of release . you could feel the pleasure ruminating off of felix as he smiled into your hair .

"looks like I won"

#stray kids fanfic #stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #stray kids x reader #stray kids headcanons #yeahspider #stray kids fluff #stray kids smut #lee felix fluff #lee felix smut #lee felix imagines #lee felix x female reader #lee felix x reader #lee felix x you #yeahspideranswers

[mags-writes]

Sunlight || Part VI

Summary: frank gets his worldview changed

Series Warnings: canon typical violence, canon typical swearing, first time writing x reader, no use of y/n, no beta readers we die like ray nadeem

Pairing: frank castle x fem!reader

Authors Note: a bit longer for the girlies. just a heads up as well, you might not hear from me for a while after I finish this series (apart from a oneshot that was requested idk) because I'm technically supposed to be writing an actual legit novel and I got writers block for that and just started doing this to get my creativity out of my head. so thank you to everyone who didn't send me nasty anons and for sticking it out this far. I'm honestly so surprised at the reaction especially considering that this is the first time writing in second perspective. enjoy!!

PROLOGUE/MASTERLIST || PART I || PART II || PART III || PART IV || PART V || PART VI || PART VII

"So," You face Matt who had been looking like he wanted to say something to you since you started spouting Hebrew. "What's your part in all this?"

"If you helped your Daredevil," He took tentative steps to you. "Then I think you know the answer."

You sighed, stepping away from Frank's embrace and instead going into Matt's.

"I'm sorry." You mumbled into his chest, squeezing him tighter when he laid his head on top of yours. "I didn't know for sure until yesterday morning."

"No, don't be." He said, soothing a hand up and down on your back. "Even if you didn't know I should've told you from the start."

"It happened the same way, you know?" He pulled back and frowned at you. "I showed up at his apartment one morning, he was beaten to hell and back, and he tried to tell me he fell down the stairs."

"I'm going to assume you didn't take it well?" He said with a smile.

"I yelled at him so loudly his neighbour three floors up came over to ask us to shut up." You smiled at his chuckle, letting it stay before it fell slightly. "Everything that followed... I don't regret becoming his girl in the chair, helping him every night but... Matt, I was one of six kids." Matt felt his heart shatter. "And I know you heard everything yesterday, that I don't want to go back and I want you to know that, in a heartbeat, I would-"

"I know where you're going with this." Of course he did. Of course he knew. "No. If being part of Daredevil's life put you through god knows how many kidnappings, beatings, crucifixions, and dead brothers, then no. You're not doing it again for me."

"Okay," You shook your head. "Believe it or not, getting crucified was the least traumatic thing to happen that week. So, we're good on that base."

"Stop it." He was being serious and you couldn't help but smile. "Stop doing that."

"Doing what?" You challenged.

"You're trying to change my mind."

"No, I know what I'm going to do." You shrugged your shoulders. "Whether you like it or not, tonight, I'm the girl in the chair."

"With what setup?" He challenged.

You pointed to where Dinah, Amy, and Frank were still standing, listening in, and where your stuff still was. "What do ya think the suitcase is for?"

You walked over to your suitcase, wheeling it over to the table in the middle of the room, and laying it on the ground. Amy came to stand next to you as you squatted down to unzip the thing and then carefully pry it open.

"Ho-ly shit." Amy laughed, leaning down to get a better look.

The reason you hadn't been able to afford your own place and move out of Matt's was because of this. Three large monitors were carefully packed into one-half of the suitcase, each with their own stands and cables wrapped under them. The other half had a mouse, two keyboards, and a touchscreen tablet sitting in their own black, protective foam. You took all of this out, running a couple of cables to turn everything on with Amy's help, and left it to turn on.

Next, you moved to the backpack. Now that... the contents of that had everyone gaping if they weren't already before. Two handguns with their own holsters, a bowie knife with a sheath and thigh straps, and then lastly, a separate sack that clunked around when it hit the table.

"Uh, do you know how to use those?" Foggy asked concerned, frowning at the handguns.

"Yeah." You said like it was obvious. "Pull the trigger."

Amy's head snapped to Frank with a gaping smile, trying to stop herself from bursting out laughing at his expression. He was shocked, to say the least, and he was trying to stop himself from slowly moving the weapons out of reach of you.

You stood up, opening the sack, and tipping it upside down to reveal a partly disassembled assault rifle. Your hands moved faster than your mind, easily flipping around the parts before twisting or shoving them into place. Frank thought you looked angelic. A small frown of concentration creased in between your eyebrows and your lips pulled into a delicate pout. Time slowed. He felt like he was having an out-of-body experience and was only pulled back in when you slapped the bottom of the mag into place and pulled back the bolt carrier handle.

"I was the only girl out of six kids," You explained, flipping the safety on and putting it down with the rest of the weapons. "My oldest brother liked to wear heels out in public, the next one was chess champion every year he was in school and the one after that was six foot three and seventy pounds wet. If I wasn't out there beating the shit out of their bullies then no one would be. Now my younger brothers," You tilted your head with a smile. "Bless 'em. Their dumbasses got themselves into the military. No offense Frankie."

"None taken, darlin'." He replied, hanging off every word you spoke. You never spoke about your family and figured you had a rough relationship with them. He didn't realise it was this kind of rough.

"They came home and taught me how to handle firearms when I ended up in the hospital after a kidnapping. So, I can defend myself. Let's settle that." You gave every one of them except Frank a pointed look to make sure they understood. "My oldest brother was murdered by Kingpin for writing an exposing story about him for the newspaper, the chess champ was murdered by Bullseye for being in the wrong place at the wrong time and the next one went out in a hit-and-run courtesy of Bloody Mary."

"Jesus Christ." Karen mumbled.

"Brother after me, a week into active duty stepped on a landmine and took out three other people." Frank felt his heart break at the shakey breath you took in after saying that. You were clearly trying to come off as indifferent like you'd worked through it and it didn't affect you anymore but he saw your hands start to shake again. "My baby brother... while I was nailed to a cross, John Pilgrim hunted him down into an alleyway and beat him to death with a sledgehammer. Dad hung himself and Mom didn't leave the psych ward alive." You paused, looking out to nothing for a second before taking in another shaky breath. "The type of radio I use specifically for long-distance communications can be hacked and tracked, that's the price I pay for clear and crisp long-distance. When you leave and I'm left here to be the girl in the chair... If that happens... I am using these weapons. And I am not holding back. Do you understand me?"

You finally looked at Frank. Fear, defiance, and grief swirling in your eyes and he realised that while you directed the question to all of them, you were asking him. You were telling him that you were going to kill people tonight.

Other Matt never let you seek justice for your brothers. He held you while you cried and stood next to you during their funerals, every single one of them, but he always held you back when you got angry. Always the one holding back saying that if you crossed that line then there was no going back. Then someone tracked your signal one night, crawling through the window and holding a gun to your head. You don't even remember killing him, going into a blind rage and just letting loose.

Elektra found you. Cleaned you up, got rid of the body but left the mess. When other Matt came back after enough radio silence and saw what was left behind, Elektra took the blame. She had kept a close eye on you since.

Frank was the first to speak up. "Sounds good to me."

You nodded to him then looked directly at Matt.

"I don't like it." He said reluctantly.

"I'll go to church." You bartered.

"I'm fine with it." He folded immediately, giving a little shrug.

"What do we call you?" Amy asks, making everyone to turn her now instead. "They can't very well go through the streets calling you by your name. Or into earpieces that can be hacked. That's stupid. Frank's got Punisher. Murdock's got Daredevil. What about you?"

There's a pause where you smile at her.

"Call me Cypher." You answered, looking at Frank again and slyly winking. "I'll be your best-kept secret."

You soon found yourself in a chair that was bordering uncomfortable and listening in to Matt, John, Frank, and Dinah all communicating with one another as they made their way through New York in a van. Karen, Foggy, Amy, and Curtis, however, were staying with you. Curtis stayed back for extra protection with a gun and Amy was sitting next to you with her eyes glued to your screens.

The one to the left showed detailed city blueprint layouts that you had gathered when you got the setup, and it was synced with the middle screen that showed the most recent satellite images of the city. They moved and adjusted with the four dots that were the earpieces you gave to the group. The one on the right was for hacking security cameras around the city but for the life of you, you couldn't get it to sync up and stay with the other screens. Which is why you had to constantly keep up with it.

After some digging and hacking, you found out that John's sons were being held captive in a warehouse by a local gang. A stupid location but they chose it nonetheless. John told you that there was someone higher up paying them off to do this and that was why Dinah was involved so you know to be prepared in case they hacked your radio signal.

Curtis was sitting in front of you, behind your screens, watching the touchscreen tablet with rapt attention. Karen and Foggy were pacing nervously, like wild animals caught in a cage and you couldn't help but feel bad for them. You were in the middle of showing Amy how to manually keep the surveillance in sync with the other two screens when a notification from one of your programs popped up. You specifically made it to pick up when your earpieces were being tracked.

"What's that for?" Amy asked, pointing to it and turning to you.

"Uh..." You stutter for a second, making everyone look to you.

Quick as you can, you start getting up surveillance for around the building you were all in and you zero in on a van coming to a stop. Curtis stands up, going over to where he put his gun down and triple-checking that it was loaded.

"Cypher?" Amy grabs your arm, a stab of fear going through you both as you see armed men leaving the van.

"You three," You got Amy on her feet and pointed to Karen and Foggy to get their attention. "In the back room now."

When Amy ran off to grab the door you felt around your body for the weapons that Frank was insistent on helping strap to your body. One handgun at your hip, the bowie knife at the other, the other handgun under your arm, and the assault rifle on the table. When they were all behind the door and the lock clicked over, you gave Curtis a look and picked up the rifle, aiming it at the door.

"What's going on?" Frank's gruff voice sounded through your earpiece.

"We've got a problem here." Curtis said into the walkie-talkie you had to give him due to not having enough earpieces.

"We should be fine." You say confidently, turning the safety off. "I looked ahead and there's hardly anyone there. You're good to go in and get the boys."

"There's probably no one there because they sent them here!" Curtis hissed at you.

"What do you mean? How many are there?" Matt asked, sounding like he had stopped moving.

"Get the boys Matt." You ordered. "I'm going off coms, you don't need to hear this."

That was the last thing they heard from your earpiece before there was a beep signaling to all of them that it had been turned off. Frank cast a look at Dinah, allowing his worry to spill out into his expression just as they came up to the warehouse.

"She'll be fine Castle." She reassures him sternly, taking out her gun and turning off the safety. "She sounds like she's looking forward to it."

The whole time they were going through the warehouse to where they were keeping John's sons, Frank couldn't stop worrying. It affected him so much that Dinah saved his ass all of three times when his back was turned, making her huff and silently count each time on her fingers in his face. When they got the boys out and into Madani's van he tried to call you.

Eighteen times.

And you didn't pick up once.

When they made it back Frank put a hand to Matt's chest to stop him from coming with them.

"You should hang back." Frank said calmly like his own heart wasn't racing.

"I'm not too good with kids, Frank." He replied agitated and shifting from one foot to another.

"You're not too good with death either, Red." Frank retorted gruffly. "Hang back."

There was suddenly loud shouting that everyone immediately knew was coming from you, making Frank and Dinah start sprinting to the entrance. You sounded like a wild animal, yelling and growling echoing through the halls. They came up to the room that you and the rest of them were in, dead bodies lying on one another at the door and bullet holes in the walls. You were growling lowly now like you were putting in a tremendous amount of effort into something.

Dinah went around the corner first, going low onto one knee and her gun aimed at anything that moved while Frank stayed standing above her doing the same. Curtis was sitting on the ground panting with blood splatters on his face staring at you.

You were hunched over, straddling the chest of an armoured man and pressing down on his throat with all your might. You were covered in blood, your face streaked so badly it was a miracle that they could see your hard expression with a cut that went from your forehead, across your temple, and into your hairline. You were frowning angrily, teeth bared and breathing heavily, bloody hands shaking with the strength it took to choke the man. When he stopped moving, you pressed down just a little harder before releasing him and letting out a short yell from strain.

You lean back on your hunches, tilting your head back and revealing a traumatised Amy curled up watching with wide eyes. Your hands sit on your thighs, palms facing up and Frank realises that the reason they're so bloody is that they look like they've gone through the garbage disposal.

"Amy," You say, snapping Frank's attention back to your face, which was now looking at Amy. "Sweetie? Look at me."

"He-he-" Amy stuttered, trying to shake herself out of it.

"Look at me, baby, okay? Look at me." You crawl towards her, your own voice starting to crack and it breaks Frank out of his shock. He starts towards Curtis but he waves Frank off before he gets too close. "You're okay, baby, you're okay. He's not getting up. Yeah?" Frank freezes at the comforting words, shocked at how well you're handling Amy. "He's not going to hurt you, okay?"

"Mhm." Amy nods her head vigorously, silent tears streaming down her face. "Yeah, yeah. Okay."

No one saw one of the men get up from behind your computers.

"Yeah? Okay." You nod at her like you're agreeing with what she's saying as if you didn't say it first. "Can you do something for me, baby?"

"Yeah! Yeah." Amy nods quickly again, ready and willing to do anything you ask.

"I need you to go and check on Karen and Foggy for me. Can you do that?" You ask, and Frank knows it's so that Karen will see how traumatised Amy is and give her the physical comfort you couldn't give her right now. "You need to make sure that they're okay."

"I can-I can do that." Amy goes to get up when you give her the warmest smile under all the blood.

"Thank you. Can you do something else for me?" You ask again, looking up at her now that she's standing. "Can you help me up?"

"Oh god! Yeah." Amy goes down into a squat, grabbing a hold of your biceps and helping you up onto shakey legs. You made sure to keep your palms facing you to not get any more blood on her.

"Thanks." You said, knocking your head with hers lightly before Amy turned and stumbled to where Karen and Foggy were.

You turned to Frank and Dinah, and both of them put their guns away to watch the interaction. You start to stand up straight, loud cracking through your back going off and you groan as you stretch out slightly at all the popping. You heavily sigh, still slightly panting as you look at Frank.

"Was I right?" You ask. "There was hardly anyone there, right?"

"You need to sit down." Dinah said, watching you carefully as you went to go to your computers again.

"I was right though." Then you round the corner and there was the crouching man. "Shit!"

He jumps out at you, going for a hit to the stomach but you bring your leg up to block. Your fighting stance was impeccable, hands up protecting your face and light on your feet. Frank realises that you've been trained, so, he hangs back, watching you work. When he goes to strike again you grab onto his arm and spin, turning your back to him, and then run him into the table. Dinah had taken out her gun, aiming it at the man and yelling for you to get out of the way so she could get a clear shot. When he hits it with a grunt, you bring your arm above his and start smashing your elbow into his face repeatedly, grunting for each hit. The man pulls out a knife and swipes, slashing at your hip making you get off him but not without grabbing at another bowie knife he had strapped on his back. You both circled one another like predators, him with his boisterous and self-assured steps and you slinking like a wild cat ready to strike.

He strikes out first and you dodge, moving out of the way and kicking him in the gut with a loud yell making him hunch over. A few more blows were landed from both of you before you had him backed up on the table again. This time you were so worked up and ready to finish this that the first chance you got you brought the blade down on his flat palm with another yell. It went straight through his hand and into the table, making him scream out from the pain.

In a split second, you saw him pull back his other hand with the knife in it ready to slash at you again. You sounded wild again, a mix of growling and yelling leaving you as you grabbed the back of the man's head, yanked the knife from the table, and brought him in close. You kicked his knees out, using the leg to hold him in place below you as you sunk the knife into his neck. More growling and yelling leaving you in heaves as the man struggled under you, truly like you were a wild animal holding a kill in her jaws as it died.

"One Mississippi." You grit out, closing your eyes and panting loudly, grunting here and there when the man still twitched. "Two Mississippi." You said just a touch calmer and your pants slowed down, slowly, slowly getting calmer and Frank slowly started to walk over to you. "Three Mississippi."

You brought your leg down and yanked the knife from his throat making a spray of blood hit Frank's boots. You stood there for a second, head craned up as you took in a few more breaths still holding the knife in a tight grip. You bring your head down and look at the knife, shakily bringing it away from you before hastily dropping it like it was searing hot. Frank knew it was from the cuts on the palms of your hands, that holding anything in that grip was bound to make the wounds worse. You sat down heavily, sighing deeply again and laying your palms upright on your thighs as they continued to bleed.

"Medic should be here soon." Dinah said and Frank realised he was so enraptured with you that he didn't even hear her on the phone.

"That's good." You say softly, still panting. "Curtis really needs it."

"Get fucked, Cypher." Curtis laughs, shaking his head.

Frank goes to be beside you, squatting down and putting his hand on your forearm to see the damage.

"You been holdin' out on me, sweetheart." He said.

You let out a breathy chuckle. "Well, you know what some men are like." You say, giving him a half-lidded stare that was half flirty and half tired. "Didn't wanna scare ya off. I'm a screamer."

Frank chuckles and watches as your eyes close softly at the sound.

"Hey, hey," He leans down and kisses your wrist before coming back up and cupping your cheek. "None of that, doll. Eyes open for me, yeah?"

"I bet you say that to all the girls." Your eyes flutter open and you give him the best smile you can muster.

#frank castle x reader #frank castle fic #frank castle fanfic #the punisher x reader #the punisher fic #the punisher fanfic #marvel fic #marvel fanfic

[tinyidle]

Imagine the fake Yuqi being rewarded with a fivesome for their hard work at the Antwerp performance. Fake Yuqi being so shy while she's made the center of the orgy and the girls using pearl anal beas that match their stage outfits.

oh fuck, anon. this is one of the hottest asks ive had in a bit. ill see what i can do

you did so well - ot4 idle x fake!syq

warning: heavy smut, orgy (fivesome), pwp (none at all), praise, fellatio, cunnilngus, orgasm denial, spanking, slight teasing/humiliation, unprotected sex (elevated doggystyle; ofc wrap that shit), guided masturbation, toy (anal beads), dom!ot4 idle, g!p ot4 idle, antwerp!ot4 idle, sub!fake!syq, antwerp!fake!syq, ofc fake!syq, all fiction ofcofc

"you did so well for us, unnie," she heard.

she didn't know who said that, or which side of the room it came from, but all she could feel was undeniable pleasure. her moans overpowered her own thinking as she had shuhua sucking her left breast, miyeon suck her right one, minnie leaving small marks on her neck and stomach, and soyeon nipping at her hips.

she was in heaven. "th-thank y-you," her lips quivered as she was fighting back the urge to jerk herself around. it wouldn't matter anyway, since the girls all had a hand on her, successfully pinning her down. the blonde woman gasped as soyeon's lips trailed to the top of her folds, kissing them tenderly as if it was glass.

meanwhile mishu were holding on to their cocks-- jerking off almost wildly-- desperately trying to make themselves hard enough to please you later, but not too hard to the point of releasing. minnie was already at that point. "sweetie, can you use that mouth of yours to make me feel better?" minnie pouted, holding on to her veiny length. it was beading so much with precum that it resembled a leaking faucet.

not wanting to disappoint, the blonde woman opened her mouth wide enough to let minnie's length slide through, sticking out her tongue for extra measure. "good girl," minnie groaned as your tight and saliva-filled cavern enraptured her own throbbing cock. it hurt for a little, but the woman could only moan as soyeon was rubbing on her engorged clit while kitty-licking her folds. her legs were bent, slightly shaking from the stimulation all over, but she was determined to finish till the end.

soyeon moved her face and body from below the woman's pelvis to above it in an almost 'camera-style' manner, exposing the leaking of her drenched hole while her puckered hole was also displayed for anyone to see. and boy did mishu see. "fuck, look at that pretty little asshole peaking out every time she breathes," shuhua commented, her cock now as needy as minnie's was was. miyeon nodded and poked at it lightly with the tip of her manicured finger. she inadvertently clenched, causing the two to laugh.

"soyeonnie, minnie, let her turn over. i have an idea," miyeon proposed with a smirk. the two returned the facial gesture and helped the poor woman up. she was whining from her impending orgasm being cut short, just for minnie to slap her right ass cheek hard. she yelped.

minnie rubbed the stinging area as miyeon slapped the other cheek. it wasn't as hard, as miyeon's hand grip isn't nearly as strong as minnie's, but it still stung. "ah!" she cried out as the two kept assaulting her ass to then simple rub over the area, until her cream-colored skin burned a crimson red. miyeon left the bed while soyeon praised the nearly fucked-out woman. her knees were about to give up until soyeon put two elevated pillows under her stomach.

"to keep you stable," soyeon whispered in her ear before kissing the top lobe of it. minnie then went back to lodging her thick length in the blonde woman's mouth. soyeon stuck two fingers in her own mouth before gathering enough saliva to cover her own cock, spreading the woman's ass while rubbing the tip to her still soaking hole. as soyeon pushed in, the woman moaned loud-- but due to it being muffled, it sound very faint whlle feeling extremely pleasurable to minnie.

the taller woman thrusted in the blonde's mouth. "that's it, fuck. you're damn good. isn't she, soyeonnie?" minnie's face clenched as the woman giving her the head of her life somehow clamped down on her length.

soyeon groaned through a closed mouth, nearly growling at how tight she was. "she feels too amazing, unnie." looking over at impatient shuhua, holding the right hand of the woman to guide to her pulsing length, miyeon came back with some lubrication and a beaded toy. the woman's half-lidded eyes recognized the pearly whiteness of the toy and whined with anticipation of expectancy.

"stay still a bit," miyeon half told the woman, half told soyeon. both women stopped moving as miyeon lubricated the toy, one circular ball at a time, up to the hand-sized ball part. leaning in to kiss the woman's bottom, miyeon slowly pushed in the toy.

she was in undeniable pleasure. she wanted to screech, she wanted to beg, she was to say something. yet minnie's unrelenting pace in her now slightly-sore throat hindered her from saying anything other than "ohhh".

"nice and easy, you're doing so good for me," miyeon praised her. "for all of us." turning to face soyeon, miyeon nodded once, signifying her to move. slowly all three her holes were being penetrated one-by-one, until they were all now rapidly being fucked into oblivion, and she couldn't take it anymore.

she made a sound close to "cumming!" and squirted heavily on soyeon. her mouth unbelievably enclosed on the head of minnie, and both woman simultaneously moaned before orgasming deep in the woman's cunt and down her throat. shuhua jerked her hips forwards as fast as she could, whining in a high-pitched way before orgasming on the woman's back. the sight, being extremely hot for miyeon, caused her to jerk herself off to completion on the woman's ass, with some of it trailing down on the toy.

"next time," shuhua spoke up after five minutes of them all catching their breaths, "ill fuck you, our little trophy." she pinched and slightly tugged the spent woman's cheek. all she could do was slightly nod before drifting off to sleep.

hopefully i gave mystery yuqi some justice! and hopefully you all liked this as much as my brain enjoyed formulating this.

#gidle smut #soyeon smut #miyeon smut #minnie smut #yuqi smut #shuhua smut

[definitelynotshouting]

I got the blackberries!! I like them :3 I also impulsively bought some blckberry jam despite not being a toast person so now im thinking about making donuts to fill them with it.. hmm 🤔

How have u been? :D

-☀️

Hello sun anon!!!! :D omg you got the blackberries, IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKE THEM!!!!!! :DDDD and blackberry jam is fr one of the BEST things imo, you can use it on sandwiches, or donuts which is SUCH a good idea omg????? It makes for amazing filling. I tend to eat it on crackers with a nutty-flavoured cheese, so thats an option too!!! Its also very delicious in desserts-- people up here make blackberry cheesecake ALL the time its like a staple recipe SKDNWKDNWDNSN so you could do smth like that!!!!! Or petits fours (and this is the part where i display my rabid love for french food akdhakfhekdjwjdj) which are DELICIOUS. Either way the possibilities are endless >:]

Im doing well!!! My partner is currently visiting home so its just me and our roommates, and we just came out the other side of an ice storm that knocked our internet out for a full 24 hrs 😭😭😭😭😭 (we kept power, although it did flicker a bit). luckily tho ive got unlimited data on my phone and im extremely mobile-pilled, so this changed basically.... nothing for me PFFFTTTTT

Ive been very excitedly running the HOTGUY COMICS Zine, which has been an absolute treat, and now im also working on a fun group project with some other chronic zine mods that i cant wait to get started on!!!! And then ofc, the hunger au pre-canon oneshot-- im halfway finished with edits, and its already at 2k fjsnfjdnfjdn. Since im still working on the next chapter proper, i wanted to give yall something to chew on in the meantime!!! (And also ive been wanting to write hunger au oneshots since i first started taking the project more seriously, so this is just one fic in a series of snapshots i cant wait to make!!!!)

Im hoping to work more on that today :] cant make any promises, but i was REALLY happy with how everything turned out last night, so i wanna keep that momentum going if i can

Thanks for asking, sun anon!!!! I hope you're doing well :D how was your flight back home, did it go okay???? And again im so excited for you about the blackberries!!!

#shouting speaks #asks #<333333 #tbh ive wanted to make hunger au a series with the main fic plus additional oneshots since chapter 3 fjsbfkdjdkdk #stuff thats both before main fic and also after as well #GODS THE FACT THAT S10 IS STARTING AT SOME POINT SOON HELPS SOOOOOOOO MUCH ON THAT FRONT #I'LL HAVE SHIT I CAN USE AS SCAFFOLDING FOR THE ONESHOTS I HAVE IN MIND #sun anon its always so good to hear from you!!!! one of my fave anons fr ilysm<3 #txt

[thenbecauseggoes]

Looooove your writing omg

Could you do an Evan fic where he sees a woman walk into a coffee shop after him and is obsessed with her and her long brown hair and blue eyes so he buys her coffee and then asks her out they go to dinner etc etc it’s amazing and she goes back to his place for some extra fun if you know what I mean potentially multiple rounds maybe even a little shower sex 😩😍

Thank youuuuu

A/N: hello anon!! thank you so much for the compliment! i hope u like this fic, i promise im getting to all requests SOON!!! ive been rlly busy w work but i hope u like this!!!

warnings: unprotected sex, pnv, shower sex, dirty talk, masturbation, fingering, lmk if i missed any

WC: 1571

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Coffee Shop

To say you were a regular at this coffee shop down the street from your apartment would be an understatement. You came nearly every day, knew the workers and knew most of the other regulars. Today was no different, you finished up some last minute university homework and closed your computer, taking off your headphones and looking out the window. You’re so caught up in your staring you hardly notice a man tapping your shoulder. You turn around and are met with the eyes of none other than Evan Peters. 

“Hey,” he says, motioning to the stool next to you “mind if I sit here?” you nod and turn your body to face him more directly. Something about him entranced you, you had seen him on TV before but nothing compared to the real thing. Blonde hair that fell perfectly to frame his face, beautiful eyes and his lips looked so kissable. 

“What brings you in here?” you ask, genuinely curious about what an A lister would be doing just so out in the open. 

“I like to come out here when I just need space” he answered with a shrug of his shoulders “what about you?”

“Finishing up last minute homework, i’m here a lot” you state.

“Well then I assume people here know you pretty well?”

“You could say that” you giggle at his statement.

“Well then they probably won’t expect it when I pay for your coffee today hm?” he cocks his head to the side and raises an eyebrow. The suddenness of his comment taking you aback.

“I can’t let you pay for me-” 

“Already did” he cuts you off sending a wink your way. 

“Wow, you’re awfully nice”

“Don’t mention it”

“How can I repay the favor?” you ask, it comes out more suggestively than you would’ve liked it to but he was extremely hard to be normal around. 

“Let me take you out to dinner sometime?” he asks.

“I’d like that, listen I gotta get going but,” you look around for something to write on and eventually just tear off a piece of your notebook and grab a pen. “Here’s my number” you smile and hand it to him. 

“I’ll call you” he says with a chuckle “what’s your name beautiful” he asks as you start to pack up.

“y/n” you answer

“I’m Evan” he states, bringing out his hand for you to shake which you do.

“I know” you answer while walking towards the door, confused but excited about how someone like Evan managed to want you but you weren’t going to complain.

The days passed until the date you had set previously over the phone came. You spent hours touching up your hair, makeup, and outfit just hoping it would be enough. It wasn’t anything too fancy but nothing too casual either. Your phone buzzed with the promise of Evan being at the door accompanied by three knocks at the door. You padded through the apartment and opened the door to find him in a white shirt and jeans. He looked amazing as always. 

“You look incredible” he said with his mouth agape

“You look amazing too” you blush and look away before Evan grabbed your jaw and pulled your face to face his own. 

“Can I kiss you?” he asked seriously before you nodded. He leaned in and placed a small kiss on your lips, he tried to deepen it but you pulled away.

“We don’t wanna be late” you say

“Fuck that” he says huskily against your lips, he takes your hand in his own to palm himself through his jeans, letting out a small whine. As hot as it was you had to fight the urge to take him right there.

“Evan, dinner” you remind him as he continues to put pressure onto his dick

“I know, you’re just so hot,” he whispers into your ear. “Just a little bit, please?” he begs. 

“No,” you remind him and place a small kiss on his cheek “let’s go out” you smile and put your hands on his shoulders. He smiles back and leads you out the door with his hand on the small of your back. 

“When we get back i’m gonna wreck you” he whispers in your ear making a wet patch form in your panties.  

When you get to the restaurant you walk in and the hostess leads you to a booth in the back. It’s not a fancy place but it’s perfect for a first date. 

“So what do you get here?” you ask, looking at the menu and turning it over in your hands in an attempt to find something that sounds good. 

“I usually just end up going with the burger, it’s really good.” he responds, putting down his own menu and looking you in the eyes. 

“Can we split it?”

“Sure baby” his voice makes your stomach do flips. He’s so amazing, just everything about him.

After dinner you get in the car, he opens the door for you and everything, he’s just so perfect and you can’t stop thinking about it. 

“You made it so hard to focus that whole time baby” he says, putting his hand on your thigh. “Kept making me hard all night” you rubbed your thighs together, looking for any kind of friction which Evan smirked at and moved his hand up your inner thigh. 

“Evan..” you tried to speak as his hand moved up further.

“You know I have to get my girl prepped for me,” he starts moving his hands under the waistband of your jeans and into your panties “so wet already, just for me” he starts drawing circles on your clit and teasing your sensitive hole with his index finger. The ride home was him just teasing you. Your moans for more becoming too much as he finally pulls into the driveway of his house. You walk in and he immediately pushes you against the wall and starts hungrily kissing you. His hand goes back down to your core and he lifts up a knee, prompting you to ride it. Which you do, you’re desperate for something, anything that’ll bring you closer to your release. “Yeah, come on baby, ride me, just like that” he speaks between heavy breaths. His cock is pressed up painfully hard against his jeans. He’s never seen anyone like you, so beautiful, so sweet. He might dare to say he’s obsessed with you, something he’s never admitted to anyone before. His train of thought is immediately cut off by your erratic moans and squeals. 

“Gonna… gonna cum Evan” you whimper out

“Cum for me baby” he says, pressing kisses and bites on your neck, helping you ride out your high. Once you were set to move you unbuttoned his pants, taking out his painfully hard dick. He picks you up bridal style and carries you to his bed and gets on top of you, kissing you hungrily. He slips his dick in between your folds and you writhe at the sensitive pressure. He finally slips it in, causing you both to let out a moan. He finally starts thrusting in and out of you, leaving you a whimpering, moaning mess. 

“Shit y/n, you’re so tight” he groans into your neck as his thrusts get more intense “gonna make me cum so fast” his words send you over the edge and his thumb comes down to rub your clit. You scream his name as you cum and he pulls out, finishing all over your stomach. You lay there for a moment, catching your breath before getting up. 

“Is it uh, okay if I use your shower?” you ask, needing to clean up. 

“Yeah go ahead” you smile a little bit as you realize he’s stroking himself under the covers, you decide to let him do what he needs to do as you go to the en suite and turn on the shower. You hear him groan from the bedroom, how does he manage to turn you on so much? Your fingers find their way down your body and circle your clit, making you whimper. 

“So pretty baby” you turn around, startled as you feel Evan come up behind you “couldn’t help myself when you got up, you look so pretty with my cum on you” 

“Need you” you whimper into his ear

“Aw, i have such a needy girl” he whispers before biting softly down on the shell of your ear. He makes you moan at nearly everything he does. He slides his erection through your thighs and thrusts in between them, relieving some pressure for himself. He slides his member in your dripping cunt again and his eyes wander to where his dick keeps disappearing into you, making him moan in your ear. “So sensitive, I'm gonna cum” he whispers in your ear. 

“Me too” you manage to get out before you release all over him and he pulls out and does the same. 

He turns you around and kisses you before grabbing the soap and lathering it onto your body. When you get out of the shower and into his bed he holds you tightly almost as if you would slip away. 

“If you don’t mind i’d like if we could do this more often.” he finally says

“I’d like that” you admit before you drift off to sleep and he places a small kiss on your forehead

✮ my recs are open!

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#evan peters #evan peters x reader #evan peters smut #ahs smut #ahs fic #evan peters fic #ahs fandom #tate langdon #kai anderson

[halucynator]

LUCY'S RULES

dividers by @cafekitsune

requests: [ ] open [ ✓ ] closed

if you are going to request, i need a plotline and a character. specify if you want "fluff", "angst" or "smut" but that doesnt suffice. you need to tell me what you want the general storyline to be. also specify if you want a longer fic. i dont know what you want if you dont tell me.

please be kind when requesting. requests that go like "i want ___" or "when will you ___" will be ignored. any hate comments will not be addressed nicely.

please don't send requests in twice. respect that i'm taking my time. if you have sent a request it is very likely i have received it. if i can't write your request for a reason i will tell you: if anon is on, i will post it and if anon is off i will message you personally!

please don't tell me to hurry up, it makes me feel pressurised. i'll try to write your request as fast as i can but please remember youre not entitled to my time. i have a life outside tumblr and you don't know what someone's going through.

please don't ask me when i will finish something because frankly i don't know.

this one is a very important one: please do not send me requests you have already sent to other people. not only is it downright hurtful but also can be considered plagiarism. i work far too hard on my requests to then have it he considered plagiarism.

i do not and never ever ever will write dub cons, non cons, stepcest, incest, pedophilia or anything else illegal or just downright gross.

i can write female x female, female x gn, male x gn and male x female but im not like educated (?) enough to write male x male. please specify if you want y/n to be gn or female. i do not write y/n as male for the same reason i don't write male x male.

i mainly write for theo and mattheo but if you have any requests for other characters feel free to ask and if im familiar enough with them i might just write your fic xx!

here's a list of characters that ive either previously written for or do plan on writing for either bc i have it as an ask or because i just want to xx

harry potter

theodore nott

mattheo riddle

lorenzo berkshire

pansy parkinson

scream

tara carpenter

sam carpenter

ethan landry

chad meeks martin

mindy meeks martin

anika kayoka

please be kind. if you're rude you will be blocked.

english is not my first language so please don't be rude about it. if you see ive made a mistake please just nicely point it out. i also don't write for real people only characters because, well, they're real.'

thank you so much for taking your time to read this <333 feel free to request! these may seem like a lot but it's really just normal things and almost all requests i get follow this criteria! request as you normally would just keep in my mind the writers are human and that we love getting asks but we don't like having people be entitled or rude! tysm <33

do not repost my work in a different language/a platform. respect original work by refraining from plagiarism. if you use ideas from my post please credit me!! i absolutely love seeing different interpretations but please remember to credit <;33 thats all i'll update it if i remember more stuff <33

hi hello! check out my masterlist here!!

#requesting rules #harry potter #harry potter imagine #mattheo riddle fluff #mattheo x reader #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheoxreader #mattheo riddle #mattheo x y/n #mattheo x you #mattheo riddle x y/n #mattheo riddle x you #deadly class imagine #deadly class #marcus lopez imagine #marcus lopez x reader #marcus lopez arguello #marcus lopez x you #marcus lopez x y/n #theodore nott #theodore nott fluff #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott fanfiction #theo nott x reader #theo nott fic #theo nott #theodore nott x you #slytherin boys #theodore nott fic #theodore nott imagine

[funsizedshark]

your griddlehark was such a funny and cute reading! and i was wondering if you have any griddlehark recs on ao3? thank you!!

hi anon! first of all thank you so much, i'm so glad u enjoyed it hehe and second of all!! i absolutely do :] i wouldn't call myself an expert but ive been going through the tag and i definitely have a few favorites that i need to comment on because i really loved these fics a lot. all of these are currently complete! i hope you enjoy them and if you want im always up for discussing great works hehe

here we go: not enough to ruin me by autumntales: 29k, the handmaiden au set on the ninth. showstopping amazing incredible if you havent seen the handmaiden i think id recommend you watch the movie first because knowing the plot twist is coming makes it even sexier but! theres no movie knowledge required. excellent work.

its a long road (losing all you own) by greekphilosophress: 5k, library au, harrow thinks shes being haunted and antagonized by gideon. honestly whats new. harrow's internal monologue on the brink of a nervous breakdown is what rlly makes this fantastic

the things that befall cavaliers by ThatAloneOne: 1k, short and sweet in that rip your heart out way. gideon and harrow from the end of gtn are time-looped back to the beginning of the events while theyre still on the ninth. i wanna read a 40k fic with this premise now

Midnight at the Mithraeum by zoicite; 66k, harrow is the manager of a speakeasy, gideon works at a casino, they hate each other and wake up married. literally what more could you ask for. i love realistic relationship development and even though they are very stupid and bad at communicating i adore them

Cake by the Ocean by zoicite: 15k, same author!! gideon bargains her voice for human legs after she saves harrow from drowning. it goes just about as well as you imagine it would go but its hilarious

The Furnace of You by Cypseloides: 67k, post htn (not nona compliant) where harrow, gideon and cam(and pal) end up escaping from the mithraeum. the summary reads angst. dramatiques. kissing. and theyre right its all of that but theres also camilla being incredible. palamedes being just as great. and most importantly, gideon getting some LOVIN

blue gray green lavender by smolranger: 29k, harrow and gideon are forced to work together to participate in a sailing race. this made me want to learn how to sail, which is the highest possible compliment i can pay a fic-you made me wanna learn something. thats incredible. i love it. the amount of detail in it is so good to read and the griddlehark is just. chef's kiss. excellent work

raise the gates, love by syntheseas: 3k hades (the videogame) au where gideon is zagreus and harrow is thanatos. if uve ever played the game youre gonna love this, its so good and the premise is PERFECT like are you kidding. thats Them

trust/fall by strangehunger; 4k, piercer harrowhark lets tattoo artist gideon tattoo her. anon u dont know me but tattoos are IT for me so this really checked all the boxes for me personally

we've got a good thing goin' by sinshine: 14k, nebulously post htn, team 69 find a safe house and its. the tern family vacation home. its hilarious. griddlehark try and fail to figure their shit out until they get it right. i love it

beat your swords into ploughshares (and your spears into pruning hooks) by NotAFicWriter: 18k, post-war, harrowhark goes cottagecore and avoids everyone. she plants tomatoes instead. little butch farmer harrow was everything i never knew i needed but this fic DELIVERED. i was yearning for a butch farmer wife like ten words in

eyes and words so icy, oh but she burns by groundedsaucer (coasterchild): 47k, harrow is a figure skater, gideon is a hockey player. obviously they end up pair skating together for a competition. obviously they hate each other at the beginning. i went into this with high expectation and finished it with the delight i usually associate with good sports anime. loved it

nothing safe is worth the drive by saltwaterconfessions (rosesandcinnamon): 4k, modern au with out besties on a road trip, the pining is incredible. hit a little bit too close to home ! the lesbian yearning is strong in this one !

let’s drink to feelings of temptation by overnights: 25k, bartender colleagues au, extremely fun because i love them being antagonistic. it fuels me.

memories of darkness undone by the light by corpsesoldier: 5k, not nona compliant post htn, if these two just TALKED TO EACH OTHER............ i swear to god. also an excellent example of lesbian miscommunication and yearning. really good

i hope u have fun reading! make sure to also check out other fics by these same authors and send them some love :] i might update this list in the future as i read my way through the tag. have a nice day!

#anons #answers #tlt #fic recs #captain's log #i might put this in a read more later! and maybe add some other links in the future just so i have this post as reference #if anyone else asks for recs #heres to hoping the links work lolol #have fun anon! #griddlehark

[dunktape]

i'm actually blushing kicking my feet smiling stupidly here in my living room watching u guys react to my posts and everything so quickly ouhhh ,, thank you guys so much for the support I HABE 100+ FOLLOWERS ALREADY

a bit of rambling underneath the cut ,,, x'3

when i just started drawing digitally i was just doing tweening animations which didn't get a lot of attention ,, but then i made a new group of friends who i shared my work with — to which one of them introduced me to tumblr !!

have just been snooping around for a year or two , not really interacting with anyone ,, started a mogai / editing blog with my puppyboy — quite exhausting for me actually , but posting was fun , so i went back onto this account

started off pretty slow and also with a few problems — low motivation , pretty sad ,, even then TWO SUPER POPULAR CREATORS reblogged my stuff and im so grateful for that

when i started uploading emotes i actually got so much more attention ??? woah ???? you all just started invading my blog chewing and drooling on everything /silly ,,, and it's been so fun to draw ur requests , answer ur asks , talk to everyone ,,,

the black cat emotes are so silly and cute !!? the yellow guys are so tiny i wanna squeeze them they're so eepy and stupid ,,, /aff

SOMEONE ASKED FOR FENNEC FOX EMOTES ,,, FENNEC FOX ,,, /VERY POS anon whoever you are thank you i almost forgot they existed 🫡🫡 i'm gonna enjoy drawing them a lot

ALSO gonna work on the fnf emotes first ,, ive never drawn these characters but boy am i excited to try !!!

the fact that garfield anon has even NOTICED ME is such an honour ,, what did i do to deserve this orange cat lover on my blog /aff

might draw yippee emotes/gifs too after i finish the other two emote requests !!

overall just thank u guys so much for ur support ,,, im currently going through some things , have been through things that im still trying to process and cope with as well , and my biggest distraction is forms of art ,,, and it really makes me happy to know u guys like my art too , it's comforting even — like i haven't put so much effort into any of this for nothing . bc now it has an actual purpose — to share with u guys . really sorry for the sappiness but really , thank you so so much

#𓈒 evil #just a lot of rambling .... #thank u guys for all the support i genuinely don't know what to say #( ← “doesn't know what to say” writes a whole post going into detail about how much i appreciate all of this )

[frozenbound]

dragon hybrids anon here to say u absolutely knocked it outta the park w/ my request thank u very much. glad to hear ure feelin a bit better and even more glad to see more of ur excellent writing. ive got another request if u feel like it: time travel shenanigans where an older hanzo (around overwatch recall-ish age) ends up in the past somehow and gets seduced by a very needy younger version of his little brother (pre attempted fratricide) who has a thing for older men because of obvious reasons. maybe throw in some daddy kink and some mild identity porn if ure so inclined :3

I'm glad you enjoyed them, Anon!! Dragon hybrid Shimadas are just...so good. I really enjoyed writing it!

And now time travel shenanigans! Man oh man, I LOVE me some Shimadacest time traveling and identity porn, let me tell you!! Another high quality ask! Thanks so much for the request, I appreciate it!

Time traveling Older Hanzo with Young Genji, coming right up under the Read More!

Hanzo sprawled out on his back, staring at the sky through a canopy of pink and white cherry blossoms.

He knew joining Overwatch would be a bad idea. He just knew it.

As soon as he could breathe again, he was going to get to his feet, find Genji, and drag him away to…somewhere. Somewhere that wasn’t the middle of a battle between renegade Omnics and renegade heroes.

Genji wouldn’t be too surprised. As soon as he had finished giving Hanzo a tour of their base…a dilapidated, obsolete eyesore…and introduced him to his teammates…a ragtag group of overly-loud, overly-enthusiastic extroverts that had Hanzo itching to disappear at the earliest possible moment…Genji had brought Hanzo to a quiet rooftop overlooking the Mediterranean, sat him down, took off his mask, and said with an mirthful will of iron, “Yes, they’re insane, but so am I, and so are you, and I’m convinced this is where we can do the most good, brother.”

Hanzo had scoffed. “You may be insane,” he’d grumbled, looking out over the orange water towards the setting sun, “but I am not. What makes you think I’m staying after seeing all that?”

“This,” Genji said simply.

And he had leaned forward and kissed Hanzo.

With tongue.

Then with moans, deep, drawn-out moans as Hanzo pressed forward and laid them both out full-length on that roof, chasing the flavor, the feel of Genji’s mouth.

At last. At long, long last.

There, under the open, darkening sky, Hanzo had, with trembling fingers, pushed his trousers down and then felt and poked and prodded between Genji’s legs, finally fondling Genji’s cock and ballsack that fell into the open air when his little brother released his codpiece, and sighing when long-held yearning was finally relieved as his fingertips found the soft, clenching muscle of Genji’s entrance.

By the time the sun disappeared under the horizon, Hanzo was buried in Genji, holding back sobs at how good he felt, how perfect he was around him and laid out under him, so willing and relaxed and buzzing with desire, desire for him, Hanzo, which he had only dreamed might exist in his little brother’s heart.

Then, after Hanzo had thrust his way to both their completions, Genji spilling across his own stomach and chest untouched with a cry that echoed Hanzo’s as he erupted deep inside, they had lain there together under the stairs, wrapped in each other’s arms.

“I’ve wanted this,” Hanzo murmured into Genji’s hair, drawing him closer to his chest, “since the moment you earned your dragon. You looked so handsome, bathed in light and power. I knew then I wanted no one other than you.”

Genji chuckled. “I wish,” he said with a trace of trepidation, “that I could say the same. Don’t get me wrong, brother, I’m flattered that you’ve wanted me for so long, but the world might’ve been kind to keep us apart so long. I’ve always admired you, looked up to you, but would I have returned your affections? Well…not until I saw you again in the castle.”

Despite having Genji here in his arms at last, it was something of a blow to hear that Genji hadn’t shared his feelings as long, but that wasn’t anyone’s fault, much less Genji’s. However, curiosity piqued, Hanzo asked, “Until you saw me there? Why?”

He felt Genji sigh against his chest. “I’m a little wiser than I was in our youth, brother, but one thing hasn’t changed.”

Hanzo furrowed his brow. “What?”

“I’m still as shallow as ever. When I saw that you were…” Genji fell silent and shifted around for an uncomfortable moment, before he awkwardly laughed and continued, “that you’d grown into a DILF, into an oji-san, I instantly got hard as a rock and stayed hard during that entire fight.”

Genji chuckled when the skin pressing against his face warmed up. Hanzo’s blushing was so intense it had reached all the way down to his chest.

“I am not…” Hanzo mumbled.

“Yeah, you are,” Genji said with a laugh. “Accept it. Be grateful for it. Once I caught the oji-san bug when I was nineteen, I’ve chased them all my life. Now I’ve got one for my very own, and I’m not letting go.”

Hanzo was silent for a few moments, before he ventured, “So…if I had…confessed to you earlier…”

“Honestly? If you had confessed before you hid that long chin of yours under your beard, automatic no, and I wouldn’t have been nice about it. After you grew your beard, I might’ve been up for being fuckbuddies, but I suspect that wasn’t what you wanted.”

“No,” Hanzo agreed, his heart clenching.

“I think,” Genji said gently, “that we could’ve had something that wasn’t perfect, but good enough…maybe…to last until you aged like a fine wine.”

“Humph.”

Genji shrugged and stroked his hand up and down Hanzo’s flank. “I’m sorry, brother, but I’m only being honest.”

“I know,” Hanzo said with a huff. “And I accept it, but I wish many, many things could have been different in the past.”

“As do I,” Genji said softly. “But I wouldn’t change this, right here, right now. Never. Not for anything.”

And for one perfect moment, Hanzo was content. With everything. Past, present, and future.

The moment had passed, of course, but with Genji at his side and in his bed and in his heart, much of that contentment managed to stick around.

But enough was enough.

After being forced to return to Hanamura to face an alliance of Hashimoto and Talon just in time for a Null Sector attack to send everyone, friend and foe, scrambling for cover, enough was finally enough.

The battle against Null Sector had been hard, but ultimately successful, and Hanzo had even allowed himself to be briefly impressed by this ragtag group of heroes…then a lone Null Sector omnic soldier had reared up out of its hiding place and blasted Hanzo off his feet, along with Tracer, the time-traveling, hyperactive poster child of the new Overwatch, right into one of Symmetra’s teleporters.

Hanzo attributed the sudden silence and abrupt change of scene to the teleporter. The only place there could be this many cherry blossoms was on the castle grounds, so they were evidently not in Kanazaka any longer. 

So he could afford to lie here for a little while before he finally got up and made the long trip back down the hill and find Genji.

“Well, well! What do we have here?”

Hanzo started at the familiar voice, his eyes widening, but no…that was impossible.

“Another drunkard left behind after the Golden Week crowds, huh? You’d better get up, old man. The Shimada family may open the grounds to the public out of the goodness of their hearts, but most of them aren’t as laid back and…forgiving as…I am…”

There was a moment of silence…charged silence, as Hanzo felt eyes rake up and down his body.

“Hey there.”

Hanzo sat up with a jolt when someone crouched beside him, and the sight was as impossible as the sound: Genji.

Young, unscarred, fully flesh, looking down at him while licking his lips.

Seductively.

“G…” Hanzo started to say, breathless, astounded, shocked to the core.

Then he picked his jaw off the floor, clicked his mouth closed, and scowled, because the answer came to him in a flash.

He was dreaming. The blast hadn’t thrown him into the teleporter after all; it had thrown him into a wall and he had suffered a major head trauma and he was hallucinating-slash-dreaming.

It took him a moment to realize what was happening because Genji, young, whole, untouched, hadn’t appeared in his dreams since the real Genji, with every mark Hanzo had carved into him, had dropped out of the shadows and back into his life.

Before then, however, he had appeared often enough…and wearing that exact expression, exuberant, confident, and utterly shameless as his lively eyes traveled up and down Hanzo’s body, lingering on his torso and arms because each muscle was outlined by his skintight, longsleeved compression shirt.

He licked his lips again, in that characteristic way that always forced Hanzo’s eyes to watch the perfect lines of his mouth.

“Well, oji-san,” Genji said in a voice so low it was nearly a growl. “I don’t think the guards know you’re here. What will you do if they find you?”

Hanzo’s hackles immediately raised at the word oji-san. This was the Genji who would have rejected him if he had confessed his feelings long ago, precisely because he wasn’t an oji-san.

And this Genji knew that, because this was a dream and Hanzo’s subconscious delighted in torturing him at every opportunity.

And indeed, Genji smiled teasingly at Hanzo’s deepening scowl. “Oh, yes,” he drawled. “Lucky for you, I think I could be convinced to help you out a little, if you were to do me a little…favor.”

And Genji reached out to trace his finger down Hanzo’s arm.

Hanzo snorted.

One of these dreams, huh? he thought as he watched Genji waggle his eyebrows suggestively.

Fine, then. If even Dream Genji preferred DILFs, then he’d get one.

“O-oy!”

Hanzo surged up to his feet and, grabbing Genji by the shirt, hoisted him to his feet and slammed Genji harshly against the nearest tree, causing the blossoms above them to quiver.

Normally, he had enough propriety not to kiss his little brother out in the open.

Here, though…

“Mmf!” Genji tried to shout past Hanzo’s lips, but like so many times before, he struggled for only a moment or two before his eyes rolled back and his lips and mouth and body relaxed under Hanzo’s, and Hanzo permitted himself a thrill of triumph as he sought to get a taste of this Genji, the one who had enraptured him for so long.

He tasted shockingly similar to how Genji tasted now, despite everything…

But reality bleeding into his dreams was to be expected. Hanzo had always been overwhelmingly practical, so that even when he was lucid dreaming and had the power to do literally anything he wanted, he was content with Genji’s soft lips under his own, with Genji’s skin under his hands as they roved under his shirt, and with Genji’s sigh, so relaxed, so accepting of this oji-san version of his older brother sticking his tongue down his throat and pinching and tweaking his nipples and pressing the whole length of their bodies together…but only for a moment.

Then Hanzo was sliding down, breaking the wet kiss even as Genji chased after him, before his little brother gave up and threw his head back and let out another long sigh as Hanzo pressed kisses to his throat and to the swell of muscle underneath his shirt until his knees hit and ground and he was facing the bulge in Genji’s short shorts.

He deftly unbuttoned and unzipped them and was not the least bit surprised when Genji’s heavy cock fell out, uncontained by any underwear.

And Hanzo drew in a long, indulgent sniff, filling his lungs with Genji, before he opened his mouth and effortlessly let Genji slide past his lips and tongue and straight into his throat.

“Fuck!” Genji yelped, his hands clamping onto Hanzo’s head, his fingertips curling into his graying hair. “Fuck! Fuck!”

Hanzo would have chuckled if Genji weren’t blocking his airway.

Then he would have sneezed, since Genji’s pubic hair was tickling his nose.

But he managed to suppress it as he drew back, hearing Genji’s breath catch as he stopped to nurse right on the head of his cock, drinking in the precum that was all but spurting out.

Then he laid his hands over Genji’s, still fisted in his hair, looked up at his little brother, and nodded.

Genji was impetuous, self-assured, and most of all, intense when he had been this young.

Dark lust dimmed Genji’s eyes.

His grip tightened.

And he slammed his cock back into Hanzo’s throat.

Hanzo would have sighed in utter contentment, if…

As it was, he had to steal what gulps of air he could in the split seconds of freedom, between the brutal slams of his little brother’s cock into the warm, slick, tight confines of his DILF older brother, so pleased to have found such the perfect little cocksleeve he’d always needed.

Hanzo started to make obscene and wet noises every time his airway was clear because he knew the fire it would set in Genji’s blood, the carnal conflagration, the absolute need to fuck and pound into that welcoming mouth until he shot his boiling load straight down into Hanzo’s stomach.

Genji shuddered and thrust Hanzo’s face into his pelvis, burying his nose into his pubes one last time, and Hanzo was a practical man; all he wanted was to be this close to Genji, with Genji’s length pulsing in his mouth and throat, and Genji’s heat blooming and burning all the way down to his core.

Black spots danced in his vision and his fingers tingled and his blood screamed for oxygen, but nothing could come between him and this most intimate moment that he craved more, much more than air.

It was Genji who eventually drew back and allowed Hanzo to suck in a long, deep breath.

Then Genji reached down and tilted his wet, drool-covered bearded chin up and they locked gazes for a few endless moments, simply staring, with Hanzo panting, open-mouthed with red lips, and Genji had something akin to worship in his eyes.

Once Hanzo had caught his breath, Genji tugged him back to his feet and kissed him, gently, licking over his sensitive lips.

And with his free hand, he pushed those short shorts to the floor and stepped out of them.

And he pulled Hanzo forward.

And he unbuttoned and shoved Hanzo’s trousers down just enough to free his weeping, rockhard erection.

And he urged Hanzo to press forward harder, to press Genji firmly against the tree trunk, and to support his weight as he wrapped his legs around Hanzo’s hips.

And he guided one of Hanzo’s hands down and under the curve of his perfectly muscled, round ass…

…to the soft flared rubber handle of a buttplug.

Hanzo chuckled into Genji’s mouth as he tugged on it.

This really was a dream come true.

Then he swallowed Genji’s moans as he slowly, excruciatingly slowly, pulled it out, stretching Genji’s rim until it popped free.

And Hanzo tossed it aside and lined up his cock with Genji’s loose, lubed, and welcoming entrance and drove in as deeply and easily as Genji had driven into his throat.

“Ah!” Genji cried out, breaking their kiss.

He sounded so sweet that Hanzo didn’t resume it; instead, he latched onto the side of his neck, sucking and raking his teeth and mouthing and licking as he gently rocked in and out of Genji, as gentle now as he had been the first time they’d made love, because Genji was the wild and ferociously free brother who wanted to bust his nut into his devastatingly handsome older brother and mark him as his as quickly as possible, and Hanzo was the practical and patient brother, and he wanted the slick, velvety heat of his little brother around his cock for as long as possible.

“Ah! Ah!”

Genji sounded wonderful. Divine.

He sounded almost as good as he felt.

So hot, so smooth, so perfect, molding around him as though he was made to be the lock to Hanzo’s key, his body parting and opening to Hanzo’s gentle yet insistent nudging and chasing after him as he glided out, and Hanzo felt like he had all the time in the world, here under the cherry blossoms, to work his way gradually up to his pinnacle, the smell of his and Genji’s sweat and arousal slowly intensifying and combining, their breaths getting increasingly ragged with Hanzo’s being particularly raspy in his abused throat, a constant reminder of the contrast between their radically different yet complementary styles.

“O-Oji-san,” Genji panted, right when Hanzo was on the edge.

“Say my name, Genji,” Hanzo bit out harshly, teetering.

Genji blinked rapidly.

Then, slowly, “H…”

Hanzo paused and waited.

“H…Han…Hanzo…” Genji breathed.

“Again,” Hanzo ordered.

“Hanzo.”

“Again.”

“Hanzo!” he yelped as Hanzo bucked his hips, burying himself balls-deep in the first abrupt movement he had made since crushing their lips together at the beginning of this sweet, teasing dream.

“Again, Genji,” Hanzo panted. “Never stop.”

“Hanzo! Hanzo!”

He followed the rhythm Genji set with his name, spearing up into him and punching that sweet call out of his little brother…

“Hanzo! Hanzo! Hanz…ah!”

…until he felt Genji’s hot essence erupt between them, soaking their clothes, seeping in to wet their skin, as Genji again shuddered and trembled all around him.

He drove in one last time, seeking to surround himself with Genji as much as possible.

“Genji,” he hissed as he flooded into his precious little brother, painting him, filling him, marking him as his, as he always was, as he always would be, as his cock throbbed and his nerves sang and the need he had to unite with his brother, to always be united with him, was sated…again…for a little while.

His orgasm slowly tapered off, leaving him as content as he had learned was only possible when he was here, in Genji, buried in him and covered with him and holding him both deep inside and in his arms.

He bent his knees and lowered them both to the ground. When the motion eventually popped him out of Genji’s sloppy, red entrance, Hanzo returned the gentle favor Genji had bestowed on him by lifting his hips, nearly bending him in half, and burying his face in Genji’s musky valley and laving his tongue over the red skin, licking up the errant white ropes of cum leaking out until Genji managed to wink closed and keep the rest deep within him, where it belonged.

Then he lowered Genji’s hips to the ground, his legs splayed on either side of him, and they just looked at each other silently for a few moments, breathing slowly, the smell of sex heavy around them.

Genji suddenly smiled, lopsidedly, and opened his mouth.

There was a flash of white light.

And Hanzo slammed against a wall.

“Oof!” Tracer grunted alongside him, and then, with a flash of blue light, she was gone and suddenly thirty feet away, on her feet, uninjured, and flashing away, firing into the rogue Omnic’s sides with her pistols.

Hanzo laid on the ground, nearly catatonic with whiplash and confusion.

What…?

And suddenly Genji was there, all sleek and white and metallic with his cybernetics, crouching beside him…

…tucking his flaccid penis back into his trousers and buttoning him up…

…then gathering him into his arms and running, carrying him to safety and the warm glow of Mercy’s healing staff.

Later, hours later, when the battle was over and the sun had long since set and Hanzo was as well as circumstances permitted, he went in search of Genji.

He found him on the rooftop, gray against the night sky.

They stood side-by-side for a moment, looking up at the stars.

Hanzo turned to Genji, opening his mouth to speak…

…but Genji was already pushing him down to his knees.

Hanzo let out a little annoyed huff, but he supposed they could talk later.

For now, he simply kept his mouth open.

#shimadacest #older hanzo younger genji #hanzo shimada #genji shimada #requests #my stories #anon #hangen #identity p*rn

[myfictionaldreams]

I PROMICE I did not mean that ask to sound like "ooh why arnt you writing me fan fics" I just needed to talk about how entertaining it is lol. I will be looking into ACOSF probably will finish the video tonight as I found this woman on YouTube ( @cari can read) and she has done hour long videos explaining what I think is the entire plot although I can't promice I know EVERYTHING. I know of the authors other stories like the one you mentioned and i might start looking into those as well once ive finished ACOSF but i might need some downtime lol. You deserve breaks as a fellow writer of fanfics and my own OC stories I take massive breaks inbetween my spouts of creativity so I get it <3 I don't know how you feel about writing for female characters x reader so that's the only reason I didn't go straight in with an ask for feysand as I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable. Give me time to think of a plot for you and I will for sure send you a few asks for you to choose from, I may end up doing a fic myself if so I will tag you on it (ik that kinda defeats the point of me using anon but I'm incredibly nervous about interacting with people and doing it the wrong way but you do seem really nice and I would want to share that with you if I end up writing one). Back to my previous point! Take breaks, wether that be breaks from specific characters (I'm looking at you mafia stucky I chat have you overworking this amazing person😬) or just writing in general becuse at the end of the day you are writing free content and is it YOUR time that you write it during <3

-☺

You’re too sweet honestly ❤️

I didn’t take it in that way at all don’t worry! I was more excited that you were referring to acotar and a specific themed fic that I’d love to write so don’t worry about that. I’ve written f/f fics in the past and absolutely happy to write more! Also let me know your thoughts on silver flames, think it’s one of my favs!

Definitely send any ideas over! Also (trying to say this calmly) but pleaseeee tag me in anything you write! I’d absolutely love to read your fics (of any kind!) I know you’ve wanted to stay anon but you seem so cool & feel like we’d get on outside the anon messages 😁 but also no pressure as well, do what suits you best!

Thanks for the encouragement with the breaks. It’s a difficult one, I adore the fandoms I’ve written for and will write for again but there’s only so many times I can try and spin a story about the same characters. I need something new but then again, I’m so trapped in my cycle of reading it’s difficult to think of new ideas. I want to write but unsure of what! It’ll pass I’m sure ☺️

#asks* #☺️

[shuxiii]

merry christmas shu!!! 🤶🎄🦌☃️⭐🎁🎅🛷🥛🍪🌰

I just wanted to write something a bit more meaningful since it's christmas and I guess it's an appropriate day to say all of these things hahajahs

well first things first I wanted to wish you and your loved ones a wonderful and happy christmas!! I hope you get to enjoy this day to the fullest, eat the most yummy food and make great memories for the years to come!! I also hope that whatever traditions you and your loved ones have on christmas fills your heart full of that warmth and coziness only the joy of them can bring 😊

now buckle up because the cheesy words have only begun 😅

I'll try to keep it simple but I wanted to thank you for just being you and for gracing us with your incredible and heart-touching stories

I know I've only been an anon for a month or so now but I've been following you and reading your works for longer than that. I won't go much into detail because this is supposed to be happy and light but I was going through some stuff a few years back that I couldn't even write like I used to as a hobby (and coping mechanism) or even read stuff anymore. I actually haven't been using tumblr for almost two years before downloading it again this year. and then I discovered your blog pretty early on after being back again over here. I was already much better at the time but I was still taking my time with everything, but when I began reading your works it helped me more than I could've imagined. I was laughing, and feeling genuinely scared the characters wouldn't end up together and many other stuff and all of that was bringing such an immense comfort to me I was even shocked myself and so much so it even inspired me to write again! I managed to finish sixteen stories this year, which is like my biggest record ever because I would only manage to actually complete two or three per year. and it's all thanks to your amazing and inspiring work!!

you're also the first person I've send an ask to in all of my years here. I'm used to only reading silently while the authors interact with their readers but you're always so funny and light and the more I saw your interactions with everyone else the more I wanted to at least send in one ask to say how much I love your stuff. and when I did, you have always been so kind to me I couldn't help but keep coming back! it helped me get just a tiny bit more communicative in my life and I can say I've been better a jokes too because I swear you and your anons are so funny I've been keeping notes hahajahsjak

I feel like I said too much but didn't say much at all aaaaahdjdj, but I just wanted to thank you for being this amazing person and keep sharing with us your wonderful stories because you might not know, but they help people a lot. they're very entertaining and comforting and you're very kind and funny too 😊

so thank you for existing shu <3

I don't want this to be overwhelmingly long and I'm in the middle of nowhere, the reception here is horrible I'm scared this might not even send in on time 😅

so once again merry christmas shu!!! I hope your day is very happy and you enjoy it to the fullest!!

bye bye shu <3

- 🥟

I kid you not im sorry for the late reply because i was having a sad time in christmas so i couldn’t express my gratefulness to your ask but im so happy and this actually made me cry so much like i was crying out loud im so happy that i was ur inspiration and all ive never been so proud and happy LIKE i know i may say so little but this means more than the words i could ever describe and im sorry if it seems like i don’t appreciate it much but i really do! Thank you my dumpling 🙁🙁🙁mwa mwa love you!!

[ottoslab]

just wanted to say that i adore your art, and you kinda got me into psychonauts. i already knew about it and had been wanting to look into it, but then i saw your tf2 psychonauts crossover art and went CRAZY over the designs and shapes i just had to buy both psychonaut games. i’m actually playing the second one as i type! i’m having a blast and this series is definitely going in my top favorites already, so thank you!!

i don’t know if you’ve talked about this before, but what are your favorite or least favorite levels from the psychonauts games?

anon you have no idea how happy this makes me. My favoritest games of all times it makes me so so happy to know other people are still getting into them and enjoying them! They’re both great games, but psychonauts 2 is really just a good game to play. Absolute blast bc of story and gameplay, I really hope you enjoy it!! Feel free to send me an ask and let me know your thoughts! Id love to hear!

Favorite and least favorites… good question!

Favorite in game one: Meat circus I LOVE you meat circus. I knowww everyone’s always mad about it because of the shitty gameplay and like. YEAJ. I agree. It sucked major ass but I don’t care. I love weird circuses SO much and I love Coach Oleander so it was fun getting to see the merging backgrounds of him and Raz. It just has so many super cool parts to the level that I think get overlooked because of people getting upset at the gameplay.

least favorite: Gloria’s theater :( it’s like the whole reason I haven’t replayed the first game . The setup of the level itself is boring and cramped and the mechanics for the level are confusing and i dont like it!!! Which sucks bc i love Gloria and her story is really sweet but i really dont think her level does her justice in any regard.

Spoilers for game 2 under the cut just in case you want to avoid it for now til you finish!

Favorite in game two: It’s such a tossup every time because like. Psi-King’s sensorium is full of wonderful music and in-your-face art design, Loboto’s Labyrinth is so well designed and a wonderful intro into the game that lets you know exactly what you’re getting into, Bob’s Bottle’s is gorgeous and fucking HEARTBREAKING oh my GOD. But I think Cassie’s Collection is my favorite overall because it has stellar level design, great music, and is the level of one of my favorite characters. Honestly the fact that Cassie is my favorite character is probably the only reason i can make this decision. I lvoe her sm shes so wonderful and her level tells such a good story :) I genuinely think the only downside is how lackluster the final boss is. It feels like its missing something and I completely forget about it until the moment I have to fight her.

Least favorite: Lucretia’s lament… Fun area, but very clearly meant to be a quick exposition level. Not a lot for you to really uncover, unlike a lot of the other levels that are packed with hidden secrets and details and stuff. It’s really pretty, I especially love the quilted area, but you just feel so boxed in when you play through it that it feels like setdressing. Type of railroading feel that is more reminiscent of the first game than the New and Improved psychonauts 2. I feel like if i had more of an opportunity to look around and explore and Experience the different areas I’d have more of an appreciation for it, but you don’t really get that unfortunately!

Close second is Hollis’ Classroom/Hotstreaks PURELY because ive restarted the game and only gotten halfway so many times that I’ve replayed those sections an unGODLY amount and its left a Hollis’-Classroom-shaped-indent in my BRAIN. But then i remember how cool her level is and I get normal.

#asks :0] #psychonauts

[isassifras]

Hello!! I just wanted to say that I read your Undertale fic "the last mage" last night, and I absolutely loved it!!!

I was a bit skeptical at first but it absolutely pulled me in as I read more, I love how you wrote Iris & the other characters, and the plot was pretty clever and a very interesting idea! And it was very fun to make the choices and find the dialogue Easter eggs

I got the starshine ending on my first go, and I'll admit I haven't checked out the other routes, but damn that ending was everything I had hoped for and more!! It made me so happy that everyone got a happy ending (well, except Asgore. Rip) and I loved the relationship with Sans and how it progressed so so much.

It has absolutely become one of my favourite fics ever, and I am going to treasure it forever. So, thank you so much for writing such an amazing fic.

And a side note, the cover art was indeed absolutely gorgeous! And it helped having an image of iris in my head I read. You've a very talented friend and it's so great you've commissioned them to draw such a stunning piece.

P.s I may have accidentally sent an ask before this by accident, as I wasn't finished typing. I don't think ive even got past "hello!!" So uh woops? I'm sorry, and I would very much appreciate it if you ignore that & delete it (especially since it may have turned off anon, this is a alt blog anyway, but I'm especially shy 😅)

Oh my gosh thank you so much for saying so!! I very sincerely enjoyed writing it even though I knew it wouldn't be everyone's first choice of something to read, so I'm very pleased you gave it a chance! Iris is still one of my favorite reader characters I've ever written and I had such a blast writing the Undertale cast. Starshine is my personal favorite ending and even though it's kind of strange that Undertale in general has a Thing™️ about not reading the other routes, it's kind of unique to the fandom and a precious sort of meta-trust to just leave the other routes as they are despite the fact that we know all the characters are fictional. I wrote the thing and I still only re-read starshine when I read it! I'm so so pleased that you took such a liking to my fic and it's such an honor and so lovely to hear that it's one of your favorites, you have no idea how encouraging that is and how long that sticks with a writer, no matter how big or how small their following, we come back to comments like these on good days and bad ones and just remember that somewhere out there there's someone who took a chance on a fic they were skeptical of and now it's one of their favorites and a treasured memory and if that's not motivation to keep writing - what is? I'll definitely pass on your comments about the cover too!! I'm lucky to have such a talented friend in the Undertale artist community haha she's just so good! And you're right, having that image of Iris definitely helps when having a named reader since it's a little out of the ordinary for a second-person perspective story! P.S. No problem haha you're all good - sometimes people "test" my mailboxes by dropping a greeting or something first to see if it works and then leave a longer ask, so I answered it right away, but I deleted it since you requested me to! 💗

#this legitimately made my whole week #I was having a terrible time #and then boom #you're amazing anon #thank you so much #saff.txt #ask saff #saffi speaks

[tsarisfanfiction]

My favorite fic of yours: definitely the stolen god. the premise was so interesting and the fic itself delivered in every single chapter. i loved all the twists and the interactions between characters were all so entertaining to read

3. Best character you've ever written for: i love how you write apollo, i love how he is still a silly character but is still serious and mature when needed and of course just how much he loves his kids

12. A fic of you i've re-read: i think the ones ive reread the most have been april the first (its so much fun and heartwarming at the same time i love it) and dawn rises from the east (i never thought of this scenario happening and you wrote it so well)

Aww, thank you so much for sending this in!

SG was born entirely of me having blasted through MCGA and TOA at near enough the same time, plus my desire for some amnesiac Apollo and Apollo actually standing up to Zeus - and the fact that no-one had written an Apollo in Valhalla fic, to my despair because I was craving one of those... so I wrote it all myself and I've been absolutely blown away by the responses it's got!

3. Apollo is actually a character whose voice I sometimes struggle to find so it means a lot to me that you think I write him that well! There are definitely other characters that come a lot more easily to me, although with time and repetition I think I'm finally getting somewhere with my Apollo voice.

12. Those are both fics that were supposed to be short and quick and instead ended up several thousand words and took me an entire day (in Dawn Rise's case, two days) to write when my intentions were just a couple of hours for something short to get the plan out of my system! April the First was probably the first time I really tried to get somewhere in the region of humour into Apollo's narration, although it got rather overrun by family feels at some point, I think. Meanwhile, Dawn Rises From The East is one of my current favourite plot ideas I've ever had - it's also a story that still doesn't leave me alone and I think about frequently (and have probably re-read more than almost all of my other fics, so you're not alone there, anon!). At this point there might be some expansion onto that universe, although I have other projects to finish first!

Fanfic asks - for the askers

#ask game #the stolen god #toapril #pjo apollo #dawn rises from the east #Anonymous

[shibaraki]

gosh i am so sleepy but hi monty im that anon who sent u a phat ask about fill my little world + reading that lil midoriya thing and it making my day infinitely better. that is so specific but it is quite alright if u dont remember what ask i mean!!

anyway, i just finished life is the tillage and wow. i didnt know how to word it until recently but im a very romantic and intimate person and i love showing my love to others in whatever way i can and ive never thought that i could resonate with a writing style so much until i found ur fics?? like... ur so good at writing love its unreal. all kinds of love and it makes me feel so warm and astonished (especially because im very picky with what fics i read JDKSJCKS)

everything from ur lil drabbles to ur long fics makes me so excited because i know im going to end up with a heart three times bigger (a la grinch) than before i read through all ur most recent posts. i need to u know that u have helped me get back into my writing groove these last few months and that whenever i think of intimacy i think of things like sharing food and opening up to new and old people and learning to love urself a little more and ur writing has played a big part in it. thank u very much

ok mimir time. i go sleep, have a good day (or night)!! <3

- (can i be called... mimir anon...)

hello my sweet of course I remember !!!! I recall that phat ask made me shed a PHAT TEAR and I gotta say I was on facetime to a friend while I read this so he had the best seats in the house when I started blubbering like a baby. this means so so much to me in so many ways I wish I could verbalise them!!! I’ve said this before I’m sure but… I feel things very very intensely. all the time. I’m so acutely aware of every thing that it exhausts me. at the same time I wouldn’t ever change that about myself. fic really became a tool for me to explore those thoughts and feelings and love myself. I grew up being misunderstood so I’m a chronic over explainer and I had this insatiable need to unpack those parts of myself. I am incredibly honoured for that to have played a part in your return to writing again, and that my silly little stories have helped shape how you see intimacy and love. I hope you sleep well, and thank you for sharing your wonderful thoughts with me 🫶🏻

#asks #guestbook #mirmir anon #<- so cute btw !!!!!!!