#as if I needed to specify I’m 16 this is the only one available to me

[britcision]

So in an exciting chain of events we have:

1) online contact lens retailer redoes their website and Somehow Breaks The Payment Buttons

Both of ‘em

I physically cannot complete an order because either option just cycle into loading hell and do not throw errors

It has been a month

2) THREE SEQUENTIAL CONTACT LENSES split INSIDE MY FUCKING EYE, cutting the dang ball and getting one half stuck in so good it took 36 hours for me to get it out

It’s the new prescription too so the ones I have the least backups for so yeah definitely ran out early and couldn’t wear lenses for a couple days while the eyeball healed

Wasn’t the cornea that scratched though so that was nice

3) the only other well rated site that delivers in my area has Mysterious Password Rules that are not specified but apparently I cannot use numbers, letters, and basic symbols so FUCKING NO you cannot have my payment information???

4) my physical glasses are 16 years old, a prescription out of date, and cause headaches in a couple hours that become migraines in a couple days cuz the bridge is too small and Satan reigns in eye care

5) my optometrists said they’d order some in for me a week ago. I gotta come in and get breathed on by children to pick them up, they cost extra, and despite me reconfirming my phone number they said they’d be in on Monday and it’s Friday now so they mighta called the Disconnected House Line again

So anyway it’s fucking bullshit that I need to be able to pay exorbitant amounts of money to Use My Fucking Eyes and also that even when I HAVE money to be able to use my eyes I simply cannot give it to anyone

The lenses aren’t even on backorder

Hypothetically they should be easily available

I’m going to bite someone and potentially wear some of my cosplay colour contacts to go pick them up so I’m not stacking sunglasses over my glasses to drive

(Which does work but increases headaches)

#disability #glasses #mad about it forever #my eyes are not even the worst just everything is blurry #i feel like a bigfoot photographer

[chuunai]

Chuunai’s 100 follower event!

As stated in the previous poll, it’ll be a list of 20 scenarios and 20 prompts that you can choose from (preferably you choose a scenario and a prompt). If you’re participating (please do, I’ll marry you ^_^), send the scenario and prompt you want to my inbox. Anonymous or not is fine. I think I’ll do around 10-15 of these requests, and it’s first come first serve.

It’s be helpful too if y’all wanna specify on whether or not you want a drabble (like my lists) or a full on fanfic. If it’s a drabble I can do up to three characters, if it’s a fanfic I’ll do just one.

Characters I will not do (out of dislike and because I can’t write for their personality because I forgot they exist) include: Mori, all members of the Guild, Hirotsu, Kunikida, Fukuchi, Bram Stoker, PM! Dazai, 15! Dazai and Chuuya.

The availability of the requests will be shown below:

- 13/13 requests taken so far.

Anyway, onto the list!

Scenarios:

(1) Married life

(2) Babies (and other bullshit)

(3) Going on a boba date

(4) Teaching them how to knit/crochet

(5) Putting makeup on them

(6) First confessions

(7) How they are when they move in with you

(8) Their couple playlist

(9) Cooking with you

(10) Mistletoe kisses

(11) Questioning your loyalty as their partner

(12) Cheating on you

(13) How they comfort you when they cry

(14) Ass, tits or thighs?

(15) Getting a pet with you

(16) Neglecting you over work

(17) Wondering if they deserve you or not

(18) Celebrating their first one year anniversary with you

(19) Getting drunk in-front of you

(20) If they had to pick between you and the world, who would it be?

Prompts (totally not song lyrics):

(1) “My god I thought you were someone to rely on.”

(2) “You look so stupid when you dance.”

(3) “I wanted to be the one that you could understand.”

(4) “Just look at you, then look at me.”

(5) “Send you my love on a wire.”

(6) “And I don’t know if I’ma see you again.”

(7) “Only if you knew how much I liked you.”

(8) “All in all, it was a typical Tuesday.”

(9) “I need your attention in this frail dimension of a brain.”

(10) “It’s just the two of us.”

(11) “I’m yearning, I’m searching.”

(12) “‘Cause I got a good feeling about you and I.”

(13) “Yeah, I think that I love you.”

(14) “It wasn’t really in my plans.”

(15) “Lost your name in a shit storm I caused.”

(16) “And I’m the rotten apple of your eye.”

(17) “Oh God, you’ve got charm.”

(18) “And I don’t wanna go home.”

(19) “Then I woke up, still drunk.”

(20) “Said hello, you said hello back.”

#bungou gay dogs #bungou stray dogs #aspiring writer #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #chuunai #bsd x gender neutral reader #main post #follower event #event #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #akutagawa x reader #fanfic #bungo stray dogs chuuya #chuuya #inbox open #inbox #current events #bungo sd #bsd tag #bsd headcanons #bsd imagines #bsd #bsd fluff #bsd angst

[coffee-in-veins]

Day 20: Abandoned and Forgotten

an entry for darkest prompts promptober 2022  

previous days: 1, 2, 3,  4, 5, 6,  7,  8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19

now available on ao3 too

Abandon VERB - give up completely (a practice or a course of action); condemn someone or something to (a specified fate) by ceasing to take an interest in them.

Living in Hamlet was a constant struggle that required changing one’s way of thinking and approach to problem-solving.

An only operational road meant a frequent scarcity of supplies despite having a working harbour. Unless there was fog to conceal the stagecoach and the caretaker departed even earlier than usual, there was always a non-zero chance of facing an almost debilitating shortage of essential goods. Dealing with it personally wasn’t ideal either, as patrolling and keeping that road clean of formerly hired for the estate brigands and shore safe from meddling fishfolk required time, manpower and already limited supplies. Which constantly added worries to already troubled townsfolk and heroes alike, as if they didn’t have enough already.

On the other hand, it was oddly liberating. Reynauld was the sole crusader of the dilapidated town, and thus, was the representative of his Order, the virtues of chivalry and knighthood in general. He was revered, to a degree, and his words carried weight – not only for the townsfolk but also for other monks and followers of the Holy Light. Yes, at times it felt lonely, not to be able to share something as thrilling as the excitement of jousting or the happiness and pride of an armour exceptionally well polished, but Rey got used to it much like he got used to many other things.

After all, he had an unexpected audience for all of that.

Dismas frowned, flask already in hand, but patiently listened to his excited words:

“…so you need a pair of good long-neck spurs to control the horse while your legs are extended, you see,” he even drew those on the ground in front of them, using a dummy sword. They were taking a break in the Guild, and took turns, sharing things they were passionate about. Today it was jousting, for Reynauld. Dis, who feared and hated any animal with his whole heart, nodded sagely, as if he ever sat on a destrier in his life.

However, their levity was crashed when a cackling form of Caretaker stopped in front of them, cracking his long gnarly fingers.

“Sir Reynauld is asked to meet Her Lordship the Heiress,” he informed between bouts of uncontrollable laughing.

Dis and Rey shared a glance. This was probably related to the blackened stagecoach that came to Hamlet and to which no one was allowed to step even remotely close. Surely, it spiked yet another flooding of rumours, one more improbable than the last, but the highwayman and the crusader eventually got tired of guessing and returned to their routine.

“I shouldn’t keep the Heiress waiting,” Rey stood up. “I’ll finish once I return.”

Dismas’ tone was easy but his eyes betrayed worry.

“Break a leg, tin man.”

The mansion was as grandiose as it was run down, and even darker than ever, with each step being echoey and hollow, like in the Cove. Reynauld was led to the Heiress’ room where he, to his surprise, met those who came in the blackened carriage – a person fully covered in a white veil with whithering roses as her wreath and a young man in armour.

“Ah, Sir Reynauld,” Heiress’ eyes were just as cold as deadly as always when she gestured to the man. She didn’t even give him time to introduce himself. Huh. “Prithee showeth sir Aimery our lands while we break with our lordly matters with mine own guest.  I'm sure that gent shall beest fain to beest did accompany by another knight.”

What else could he do, but bow and say:

“Gladly, thy Grace.”

With that, both knights were immediately escorted out of the mansion and Rey had to play the host. Dear Light, it had been at least a decade since he had to do this. Thankfully, sir Aimery turned out a great conversant. They both shared a burning passion for jousting, and apparently, the knight also was part of the crusades, even if in the other part of the battle line where Reyuanld had fought. It was so refreshing to use proper speech and not have to explain himself. To talk about tournaments and horses and types of swords, of military tactics and great hunts, of prophets and saints.

The knight was seldom happy with his company, yet by the time they explored the town and were heading towards the bridge that led to the farms, he was starting to warm up to his unexpected acquaintance.

“Frankly, sir Reynauld, I cannot understand how you survive here,” the other man shook his head after he finished laughing at a shared joke about Brother Intendant's frugality.

“Oh, you know, sir Aimery, with a prayer to the Light and a sharp sword…”

“No, I mean, amidst all those lowly heathens.”

That made Rey frown a bit:

“I beg your pardon?”

“All those knaves,” the other knight stepped to the side of the bridge that oversaw the town. “I’ve been watching intently all the so-called ‘adventurers’ you have shown me, and by God’s Nails, I have never seen a worse herd of whoresons, armed turds and bumbling one-inch imbeciles in my entire life! Part of them are whores, another part is lowlife hegdeborns, while some of them are both, on top of being women! Truly, this land is a sorry state.”

“Clearly, you can’t mean everyone, sir Aimery,” Reynauld mused, remembering that he introduced Dismas too.

“Clearly, I do, sir Reynauld. I’ve seen peasant rebels which looked more impressive. Those are the bottom-of-the-barrel scraps save for a few professionals I’ve glimpsed. I understand your desire to protect the honour of your liege but, between us, your Lord has dubious standards of,” he paused, turning his head towards a faint squealing. “Light above! What is that?!”

“Convenience,” Rey huffed, shoving the distracted knight off the bridge and into the deep ravine below, and pondered whether or not he, too, was just as insufferable as this arrogant idiot. He couldn’t have been, right? Dis would’ve been at his throat all the time. Which he arguably did, until they got used to each other and learned to work in a team. Sure, the rogue called him a noble-bred snob but it couldn’t have been that bad, could it? Two years can’t change a man that much!

Or were they enough to force the knight to change his ways in such a drastic manner? And so thoroughly, no less, that he couldn’t even remember unless he faced a proper knight?

Huh.

In any case, it wasn’t the time, and Reynauld bellowed to rally his comrades against the coming onslaught. He had a swinefolk raid to deter and explain to Dismas what jousting was later that evening.

#dd promptober 2022 #a friendly reminder that based on his barks Reynauld is canonically not a good man #dd crusader #reynauld #Reymas #darkest dungeon #fanfic #The bloodied journal page || my writing #The tapestries of words || my ao3

[the12thnightproject]

Cursed Bingo LAST CALL

After last call, event will go on semi-hiatus.

Anniversary/follower celebration ask game

My 100th follower slipped in while I was on vacation, and my 1 year tumblr anniversary was in late May, while I was too busy to celebrate, so now I’m throwing a combination Anniversary and 100 125 139-follower celebration.

The nature of this celebration depends on a combination of Asks and Fate, in a game of Cursed Bingo.

How does it work?

You, via the ask box:

Pick up to three characters, from Ikemen Sengoku.

Pick one or two of the prompts from the list of 35 prompts below

Tell me what level of spice you are comfortable with: SFW, Steamy, or NSFW. Most likely, the stories will be SFW or slightly spicy (even if you are ok with NSFW), but if you aren’t comfortable with anything beyond SFW, I need to know.

Examples of asks: “Kenshin, Nobunaga, Motonari; Space Opera AU; Body Swap; Steamy” or “Sasuke; Ground Spikes; Poem; NSFW” or “Mitsuhide, Mitsunari, Sports AU, Magazine Cover & article, SFW”

What will you receive?

I have no idea – Cursed Bingo is a celebration of pure chaos. You might end up with Masamune, Motonari, and Hideyoshi in an Iron Chef style cooking duel. You might end up with a sweetly romantic Mitsunari x MC scene. You might end up with a poem from Kenshin, sent to you via postcard (likely a Canva collage of some kind, as writer is in no way an artist).

Fate:

A randomizer will be used to arrange 25 of the 35 available prompts onto a bingo card (see example below)

I’ll be the only person who knows which numbers are on the card, and where they fall

As the numbered prompts are picked, I will mark off the bingo card

When the card gets close to ‘bingo’ I’ll let you know

As soon as a horizontal, vertical, or diagonal bingo is picked, it’s a Cursed Bingo, and fate decrees that I must include all five prompts from that bingo in a single fic (note, the person whose prompt pick triggers the bingo will still get their prompt fic… cursed bingo is a bonus for all… except me ~sob~)

Notes:

The prompts will generally decide the content of the piece, but I don’t write rape/non-con/dub con; underage sex; assault; major character death; animal abuse/death; pregnancy; slash; explicit sex (it’s not in my skill set, unless you want to read unintentional comedy); second person POV (usually not).

Length of piece primarily depends on chosen prompts (some prompts, such as tier lists and poetry, naturally lend themselves to shorter material)

Once a prompt is picked twice, it will be deleted from the available list

You can submit more than one ask, but in the spirit of fairness, I will answer everyone’s first asks before I work my way through additional requests.

Celebration ends at BINGO

EXAMPLE OF BINGO CARD

(These numbers will be randomized again)

Prompt List

Dialogue (Writer must use the line of dialogue somewhere in the fic)

“You did what?”

“This is why we can’t have nice things.”

“He/She/It’s behind me, isn’t it?”

“I can explain.”

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

“This isn’t what it looks like.”

“It’s only a flesh wound.”

Format of Story (If none specified, the fiction will be in regular/prose story format)

8. Blind items (gossip column)

9. Questions & Answers

10. Journal/diary entry

11. Tweets

12. Tier List (note, this will include all 17 warlords)

13. Magazine Cover & article

14. Poetry

Tropes:

15. Kabedon (requested twice)

16. Only one bed

17. Body swap

18. Unresolved sexual tension

19. Unrequited

20. Hurt/comfort

21. Accidental Confession

Universe (If none chosen, story will be canon universe)

22. Comedy Club AU

23. Sports AU

24. Space Opera AU

25. Film set AU

26. Mirror Universe

27. Regency England/Napoleonic Wars AU

28. Crossover (writer’s choice, probably nothing too obscure)

Props (writer must use prop in scene)

29. A cat

30. Blindfold

31. Ground spikes

32. Pickled Plums

33. Bearsace

34. Konpieto

35. Postcard

Example of a Cursed Bingo

On the above card, suppose the first completed Bingo is the horizontal middle row: 8, 35, 17, 21, 29

I then would have to write a Blind item-8, include a Postcard -35, a Body swap -17, an accidental confession -21, and a cat -29.

#follower celebration #anniversary celebration #cursed bingo #game #fate #chaos #something chaotic this way comes #ikemen sengoku #cybird ikemen series #cybird ikemen

[just6f]

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[publishingbanana]

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But nothing seems to work so far.Mac OS Mojave Install - How Do I Create a bootable USB for Mac OS Mojave? The bootable USB flash drive with macOS Mojave is useful if you want to reinstall the system from scratch, or update several home computers at once. So I had to download Mojave on my older computer to create the bootable install. The requested version of macOS is not available Important thing to not: I couldn't download Mojave from the App Store on my new computer, as a warning would stop me saying: Update not found In the final step of holding down Option while restarting, the prohibited symbol appears on the screen (circle with line through) and my system restarts normally. I also went into recovery mode to access Startup Security Utility to enable bootable installs. I followed the instructions provided on this site. To use 32 bit programs, I'm trying to use a bootable install in order to downgrade to Mojave, which I've done before. I've just got my 2019 MacBook Pro 16 in which came preinstalled with Catalina.

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[toomanystoryideas]

accidentally wrote 2021 as my birth year at the covid vaccination clinic 😀

#anyway just got my second Pfizer dose lol #as if I needed to specify I’m 16 this is the only one available to me

[xxsycamore]

KINKTOBER REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN!

Surprise!! I hope you’re enjoying my Kinktober works so far just as much as I am! Seeing that I’m managing pretty well with them (to my own surprise as well lol) I think I want to challenge myself in completing all 31 days. Now, there are a lot of gaps between the ~15 requests that I got, and as fun as it is to come up with ideas myself, I thought, why not let you choose them instead?

So, 10 slots open. I’m going to list the 10 prompt days below, and you will choose from them & the available characters. I’ve removed characters that have already been requested in the last batch! You’re still free to add any prompt from the dialogue list, as I don’t mind repetitive ones here. I also expanded the chara choice for Ikesen! 

That being said, there is still chance I will be late with some of the requests. I’ll do my best, please bear with me! 

Here are the rules:

- All of these are going to be short drabbles of Explicit genre (Smut, so Minors DNI)

- You must choose a number from the kink list. They go in pairs, so I need you to specify which one you want. You may also choose both, if they are compatible.

- Additionally, you can choose a number from the dialogue prompt list, if you want to.

- You can ask for: Character x MC; Character x Reader (gender neutral or female (if unspecified); Character x Character (M/M)

The format is: Pairing + [number from the kink list (one or both, specify)] + [number from the dialogue prompt list (OPTIONAL)]

example: Chevalier x MC + 22. ( Overstimulation) + 13. “Didn’t I tell you to stay still?” 

-  Don’t request: Obviously, I’m not writing a piece with characters that are blood related in any way + other general criteria.

AVAILABLE PROMPTS AT THE MOMENT: (I’m going to cross them out as they get claimed) 

7.           Oral fixation | Breath play CLAIMED

15.         Goofy sex | Handjobs CLAIMED

17.         Against the wall | Uniform kink CLAIMED

19.         Biting/Marking | Hair pulling CLAIMED

20.         Vanilla | Aftercare CLAIMED

23.         One night stand | FWB CLAIMED

26.         Gun play | Knife play CLAIMED

27.         Face sitting | Deep throating CLAIMED

29.         Body worship | Massage CLAIMED

30.         Sensory deprivation | Begging CLAIMED

AVAILABLE CHARACTERS TO CHOOSE FROM AT THE MOMENT: 

Ikemen Vampire: Napoleon; Sebastian; Vincent; Mozart; Jean; Dazai; Shakespeare; Faust; Charles; Vlad

Ikemen Revolution:  Jonah; Zero; Sirius; Luka; Seth; Dean; Dalim; Harr; Loki; Blanc

Ikemen Prince: NONE, ALL REQUESTED ALREADY!   

Ikemen Sengoku: Shingen; Mitsunari; Yukimura; Keiji

Midnight Cinderella: All characters 

You can find the Dialogue prompt list under the cut! It’s only optional! 

DIALOGUE PROMPT LIST:

1.           “Try not to make a mess.”

2.           “I suggest you take tomorrow off after what we’re about to do tonight.”

3.           “Do you need me to stretch you out first?”

4.           “Take it off. Slowly.”

5.           “I’ll give you five seconds to reconsider.”

6.           “Are you sure you forgot to put on panties on accident?”

7.           “I might hurt you. Are you sure you want that?”

8.           “I don’t care if it’s too much, you’re not allowed to cum.”

9.           “Do you know how hot you look right now? It’s really distracting.”

10.         “I see that you’re enjoying my gift.”

11.         “I don’t want you to be gentle with me.”

12.         “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now.”

13.         “Didn’t I tell you to stay still?”

14.         “Who would’ve guessed you’re into this.”

15.         “Don’t tease me. You wouldn’t like to see me mad.”

16.         “No, no, this is about you. Lay back and enjoy.”

17.         “Do you really think it’s a good idea to tempt me like that?”

18.         “Oh you think I wouldn’t? Watch me.”

19.         “If we both can’t sleep, why not do something fun instead?”

20.         “Care to explain what were you doing in my room?”

21.         “Does it feel that good? You’re trembling, you know.”

22.         “God, give me the patience to wait until we’re home.”

23.         “We don’t have the time to take this to bed.” “Who said it has to be in bed?”

24.         “Fuck me, ravish me, please just do something already!”

25.         “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stay awake anymore. Maybe after that too.”

26.         “Doing this feels dirty…” “Because it is.”

27.         “I know you can fuck me harder than this…”

28.         “Get on your hands and knees before I change my mind.”

29.         “Let’s call this off already. You know, make up, make out…”

30.         “Why don’t you two settle it with a competition and I can be the judge?”

31.         “The night is still young.”

#Ikemen Vampire #IkeVamp #Ikemen Prince #IkePri #Ikemen Revolution #IkeRev #Ikemen Sengoku #IkeSen #Midnight Cinderella #MidCin

[fresh-bag-of-ham]

ok let’s talk SUNSCREEN

SO the UV filters available in the US can at this point be considered truly terrible. One of the main reasons you’re supposed to reapply sunscreen every two hours is that many of the filters we use are destroyed by the very UV radiation they are designed to block. Killed in the line of duty, thank you for your sacrifice, etc. Counterpoint: sunscreen is gross and reapplying it every two hours is the worst. I am not doing that. Fortunately, Europe and Japan/Korea have been much quicker to approve newly developed more stable UV filters for use and at this point they have some really good ones. They also have much better UVA protection, both because of the better filters available and better labeling regulations.

A quick simplified summary: UVB causes sunburns, is directly absorbed by DNA strands which causes the mutations that lead to skin cancer, SPF measures protection against this only. UVA does more generic damage, creates free radicals associated with aging, wrinkles, collagen loss, pigmentation, etc. etc., but can also contribute to immunosuppression and therefore skin cancer. It’s more complex than this obviously but that’s not really the point of this post.

My sunscreen criteria: I hate wearing sunscreen. However, Accutane + sun = an extremely bad time. My ideal sunscreen is something that doesn’t feel disgusting to wear so I will wear it regularly in the first place (i.e. dry-touch), something I ideally don’t have to reapply super often under normal daily use (i.e. photostable UV filters, water-resistant when necessary), and has maximum protection. As long as I’m wearing it, I also want as much UVA protection as I can find, without compromising the former criteria.

Note: The sunscreens I tried are almost all chemical UV filters and several are loaded with alcohol, so if that upsets your skin then proceed with caution/ask me for a specific rec!

Note 2: All of these are SPF50+ (the highest rating allowed in the EU (meaning they tested at at least SPF60) unless otherwise specified *cough*Supergoop*cough*)

Best Face: Kao Biore UV Aqua Rich Watery Essence (x)

Best feel, best protection, best price point. This gets recommended everywhere for a reason. Bit of a silicone feel on the face. No white cast. Smells like alcohol at first. Really, really quality daily face sunscreen. Water resistant. Caveat that because of the alcohol I would make sure to throw a layer of moisturizer on beforehand to make sure I’m not totally drying myself out.

Also make sure you get the name exactly right, there’s a blah blah Watery Gel that’s totally different consistency, totally different filters, etc. etc. It has to be Watery Essence.

Best Body: Eucerin Sun Sensitive Protect Dry Touch Sun Gel-Cream (x)

This was a sleeper hit, so shout-out to Eucerin for the greatest body sunscreen I’ve ever tried. This stuff is SO protective and dries SO. DAMN. DRY. Zero grease somehow, feels like nothing. It’s even water resistant. I tried a couple LRP body sunscreens but they honestly aren’t worth mentioning. Eucerin or bust babey!

More Face Sunscreens:

I’ve also tried all top five sunscreens from this Stylevana listicle of Asian face SPF (x). The thing about face sunscreens that they’ve started doing is loading them up with silicones and acrylate polymers, which leaves a silicone-y feel on your skin like a makeup primer. As far as I can tell from poking through various patents, these polymers are doing a few things in the formula: a) emulsifying/stabilizing the newer/bigger UV filter molecules, and creating an occlusive layer over the UV filter molecules on the skin to a) improve water resistance and b) reduce eye stingy-ness. At first I thought I wanted to avoid these seemingly unnecessary additives but considering their function, these are all features I want/need in a face sunscreen so we’re living with them.

1. Shiseido - Anessa Perfect UV Sunscreen Skincare Milk: really good, sliiight white cast but absolutely no streaks, more like a foundation just a hair too light for my skin tone. However I can’t imagine buying this because #2 on the list is better and 1/3 the price. Medium silicone feel. Something I’d probably only break out for when I went to an outdoor summer wedding.

2. Kao - Biore UV Aqua Rich Watery Essence: I have already sung its praises.

3. MISSHA - All Around Safe Block Essence Sun Milk: closest to a US milky/greasy sunscreen experience here, though very fluid and still absorbs nicely. No silicone feel. Not a bad choice but nothing special.

4. Canmake - Mermaid Skin Gel UV: probably second favorite after Biore. Similar, bit less of a silicone feel. I’ve gotten red a couple times using this though, possibly because less silicone feel = no layer of protection against sweat/physically rubbing off? I bet this would be perfect under makeup though, it’s super light.

5. COSRX - Aloe Soothing Sun Cream: SO moisturizing, almost a dewy feel that sits on your skin and never dries. I wanted to love her, but unfortunately she is so loaded with the aforementioned polymers that when you reapply/put the appropriate amount on to begin with, it completely gums up and pills and you lose all protection. Also definitely not water resistant. Probably my top pick for a winter daily face sunscreen that I wouldn’t ever be worrying about reapplying though.

Other Contenders:

La Roche-Posay Anthelios Invisible Fluid (x) and Bioderma Photoderm Max Milk (x)

These two bad boys have the highest rated UVA protection currently on the market, 46 PPD for La Roche-Posay and 42 PPD for Bioderma. The LRP is extremely watery (technically alcohol-y) and comes in a teeny bottle(though same size as a lot of these I guess) but it is The Best UVA protection money can buy. The texture is really nice too, and feels super water resistant. If I’m outside sweating or on the water in the summer, this is going on my face. I've also seen it on sale multiple times since I’ve started researching sunscreens (because it’s extremely popular) so you can definitely find it in the $0.30/mL-or-less tier if you keep an eye out.

This Bioderma is cheaper and also extremely protective (thanks Helena @bronyraurmp3 for the rec!) but unfortunately it stung both my and Mr T’s eyes like a BITCH. Extremely unpleasant experiences for both of us. TBH if I’m out in midday sun, swimming or kayaking or something, I’m gonna be wearing a long-sleeved UPF rashguard to protect my arms and upper body and not worrying too much about whatever cheap greasy sunscreen I put on my legs. This Bioderma stuff would be going on my neck, ears, and hands though bc it’s super water resistant.

Eucerin Sun Sensitive Protect Mattifying Fluid : bit of a white cast, really slippy texture going on and nice dry touch texture when it dried down, but drying down took foreeever. Probably really nice if you’re sensitive and pale.

Eucerin Sun Oil Control Gel-Cream Dry Touch : VERY matte and dry-touch, would have loved it if I hadn’t gotten burned using it (doesn’t have all the newest most stable UV filters). Approaching the expensive end of things too, but would be a lovely option if you really prioritize non-greasiness and don’t need the premium protection? Mr T really liked using it on his bald head lol.

Supergoop Unseen Sunscreen SPF40 (US): This is recommended many places but it has to be a joke that people are actually paying Shiseido Anessa prices for old American UV filter selection, only SPF 40, and no UVA rating to speak of, right??? (ok they do have a PA+++ rating meaning a PPD of 8-16, so. this is acceptable.) I did not test this one but damn wtf. The texture is probably nice though and it looks perfectly sheer in the photos on their website, so maybe as a last resort for darker skintones that show a white cast with everything else? At that price tho... you do you but damn.

Jigott Snail UV Sun Block : This had good reviews on Yesstyle but it sucked. White streaks, bad.

La Roche-Posay Anthelios Ultra-Light Tinted Mineral Sunscreen SPF60 (US): Another in the outdoor-wedding only price range. There’s a tinted and a non-tinted mineral version and I ended up mixing them together to get a shade that looked pretty good on me, but needing two bottles for that puts it in the extremely ridiculous price category. Really slippy nice texture that takes a bit to dry but dries down perfectly matte. I guess the person who wants to shell out for a high end all-mineral tinted sunscreen exists somewhere out there but I would bet there are many nice cheaper mineral options out there that I haven’t tried.

And that’s it! For EU sunscreens, I was able to order them on caretobeauty.com, and Japanese/Korean ones from yesstyle.com or stylevana.com, though I had to go to eBay for the Biore and Anessa. I ordered some Biore from a seller on Amazon but they shipped from Japan and I think they got taken by customs because the last known location on the tracking info is Chicago, so finding a seller in the US that has already imported them seems like a good idea (vendor lullabellabeauty on eBay worked great for me, fwiw, I will definitely order my Biore from there in the future).

If you have specific questions about any of these, or if you have any recs you think I should try, hmu! You will be shocked I’m sure to hear I have a whole sunscreen database at this point.

#skincare

[lorei-writes]

Curses & Charms

Arthur Conan Doyle x MC Fluff

There are few things more fitting of Arthur than absolute fluff. I might have written one of the scenarios I mentioned in this post a few days ago - regardless, this time I bring you an author who has to listen to a hefty dose of compliments. I hope it’s enjoyable :3 

Content Warnings: none

At times, the hands of the clock would seemingly slow down, the hours extending into days or completely ceasing to exist – and then, once they resumed moving at an ordinary pace, they’d snap to the very point they should have reached, as to confused those lost in time itself. Plenty events could trigger such moments, some being more pleasant than the others. For Arthur, it came whenever he wrote, the words turning his eyes oblivious to the changes in the light, the colder hours of the evening being no less warm than what he experienced before sitting down. It was as if the universe shrunk in its size, its boundaries being barely wide enough to contain his desk, sometimes cutting away at its corners. There was no distraction, no sounds could reach within this ream – it was only him, him and the story he wanted to tell.

At times, the hands of the clock would seemingly slow down, the hours extending into days or completely ceasing to exist – and then, once they resumed moving at an ordinary pace, they’d snap to the very point they should have reached, as to confused those lost in time itself. Plenty events could trigger such moments, some being more pleasant than the others. For Arthur, it came whenever he wrote, the words turning his eyes oblivious to the changes in the light, the colder hours of the evening being no less warm than what he experienced before sitting down. It was as if the universe shrunk in its size, its boundaries being barely wide enough to contain his desk, sometimes cutting away at its corners. There was no distraction, no sounds could reach within this ream – it was only him, him and the story he wanted to tell.

However, a different kind of charm existed as well, one he could not quite believe to be real, despite it repeating itself over and over again. It was his debut, although not the first one, a complete volume resting on top of his desk. Surprise flashed through him, a mild-disbelief clouding his head whenever he thought of print replacing his scribbles, no crossed out words littering the complete pages bound together neatly with thread. His fingers tapped against the hard cover, gliding over the title on their way to the very edge, intent on opening the book. A knock on the door – one and few more following it in a familiar rhythm, a melody he knew all too well completely consuming his attention.

Arthur turned around, pushing his creation into the drawer and closing it shut, his hands resting on top of the desk as he leaned back. “Come in!” he said just loud enough, the hinges seemingly beginning to move the moment they heard his voice. She sprinted inside, the one woman he’d usually want to see, although then… Then he was mildly concerned, a volume he couldn’t quite decipher the name of being clutched to her chest. “I just came back from the book store!” she exclaimed happily, almost bouncing off the ground with each step. Having got close enough, she stood on her very tiptoes and leaned towards him, a bright smile lighting up her face as she whispered skittishly: “And you would never believe what I have heard.” “Oh? Pray-tell?” “That a book, by a certain author I’m rather familiar with, is quite a best-seller, and that they needed to order a couple – plenty more than a couple, actually – more copies of it,” she hummed, her lips brushing against his jaw – and he found himself utterly thankful for that, as she could not see him, the very tips of his ears growing hot.

Perhaps it made for another charm, one he never got used to… Although in that moment it seemed more like a curse, his lover suddenly stepping back, all while grinning playfully. She winked at him, a wave of heat washing over his cheeks. “It’s not all!” she continued. “I’ve talked with a few customers and some went there just to ask whether there were more parts to it. I had a couple interesting conversations…” “Oh, stop, you little fiend,” Arthur forced out of his throat and averted his gaze, anchoring it deep within his bed. “I have no intention of doing so, my love, not in the near future,” she giggled, seemingly enjoying being a torturer. “They all seem to have taken quite a liking to Miss Penesburry, few even lamented over her being only a side character. You should have seen it when two men started arguing how she’d retort to a certain comment by the shop assistant, you’d –” Arthur covered his ears with his hands. She set the volume down and walked towards him, inserting her face in the line of his sight – he closed his eyes, even at the price of missing her smile. She realised: he was bright red. He, the great writer, Arthur Conan Doyle himself, was bright red, all because the one woman he loved went out of her way to listen in to the comments about his work and then complemented him in her own words! Unwilling to let go of such a treat, she tickled his sides. To no avail, he did not budge. She hugged him tightly, mischief still playing in her irises. “Arthur, Arthur, but I haven’t yet got to the best part. You laughed at my reaction to the plot twist and explained the clues to me, remember? And yet, when I was so kind as to offer the same sort of help to few of the customers, they had to hold back from clutching their hea –” “La,la,la, I can’t hear you, nananana,” he tried to drown her words out. “Oh, no, you filthy liar, I know you can!” she giggled, almost attempting to climb his shoulders as to peel his hands away.

They fumbled a little, Arthur attempting to shake her off as her hands latched onto his clothes harder, her laughter making it through his defenses. Of course, she was stubborn – and in her stubbornness, she did not fear to be daring, soon standing atop his feet and pushing onto his chest, seemingly assuming he would not let them fall. Ha! Yet there lied her error, for he had no inhibitions in this regard, the bed being close enough to cushion their crash. She shouldn’t have played the game, not against him – or so he assumed, already imagining having her at his mercy, his fingers roaming freely over her sides… Little did he know, he walked straight into her trap. Deftly, his lover untangled herself from him, her skirt hiking up as she pinned his elbows down with her knees, leaning forward to pull at his wrists. Arthur gave in. “Cruel, darling,” she noted, pouting. “Very cruel. You didn’t even give me the chance to say what I found the best about your novel – and I don’t think I could disclose it to the people in the book store either.” Arthur swallowed thickly. He did not resist, her grip loosening as she let herself get closer, her lips hoovering mere inches above his. “I’m all ears,” he rasped finally. “The author, of course.”

It was quite a curse, to be flustered like so – and yet, in that very moment, he thought he might have found an antidote, the kiss deepening as his heart began to race, blood rushing through his veins at breakneck pace. Perhaps he transferred part of it to her, his affliction manifesting in hot blush spreading down her neck. Whichever it was, he still was a doctor, he had to check… Arthur rebelled, a single movement switching them in their places, her laughter vibrating through his chest. “Yes? And do you know what I love the most about the novel – no, scratch that, the writing itself?” “Pray-tell?” “My muse,” he answered, nuzzling into her neck.

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[lettrespromises]

#LettresPromises informs you : You have three notifications.

──➤ Nikki sent you a love letter to celebrate +400 followers, would you like to read it? 

𝐈 - 𝐀 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

❝dear reader, first and foremost, thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me, yet again, to achieve this milestone. it’s very cliché to say but i would have never been able to reach such an important without your input— each like, each comment, each question, each reblog, each reading of my work gives me the greatest joy and i wish i could be able to share with you the level of happiness coursing through my mind every time it happens.  what i can do, however, is to thank you my own way by writing for you, if you’ll let me. you will see a succession of prompts separated in three categories fluff/angst/smut (please, be assured to be 18 or above to request this category), so send me a love letter with a number, a category, and the recipient of your letter (the included verses are haikyuu, one piece, my hero academia and naruto, and of course, here is a reminder that i also write for women.) and in return, i will send you a love letter right back. thank you, once again, for everything. 

sealed with an everlasting kiss, nikki.❞

𝐈𝐈 - 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.

dear @sasukelore, you’ve been my first friend on here and i’m still wondering how you can handle my dumb ass. i love you and respect you more than words will ever be able to say although i don’t say it a lot, thank you for always being here for me, you’re my safe person.

dear @amoroushero, where to start? the amount of love you’ve given me is too much to fit inside my smol body and i’m still in awe that you, a writer i’ve always looked up to even before starting my blog, is estimating me so much. i wish i could give you all the love in the world because you deserve nothing but the absolute best.

dear @toorusushijima, wife *insert the discord blushing emoji* never did i once think i’d be able to grow so close to someone in so little time and i just have this lingering feeling that i’ve known you since forever. words fail to describe how much i genuinely care about you and how much i love you, you’re a pure gem.

dear @kyojuroandcie, here again, i have absolutely no idea how you managed to keep up with all my bullshit this far. you have all the qualities one could dream of and i’m reminded everyday of how lucky i am to have you in my life when you barely breathe. i shall protect you at all costs, je t’aime si, si fort.

dear @aomineavenue, the first thing which comes to my mind as soon as i think about you is the urge to scream how much i love you and how much i wish i could squeeze the life out of you in a loving embrace. you make me the happiest person on a daily basis and i wish i could give you half of the serotonin you’ve given me. i love you more than kuroo tetsurou.

dear baby thots, my heart is weighing so much from all the love i have for you. every one of you, individually, is worthy of so much love and happiness. i hope one day i will be able to repay you for all the love you’ve given me, in the meantime, just know that i will cherish your presence forever, thank you for being yourselves and thank you for becoming my second home. (i hope you’ll be able to forgive me for the lack of singularity but i mean that for each and every single one of you, and i’m sending so much love to lumi, maya, skye, jeanie, jen, sol, eli and vale in particular, my heart belongs to you.)

𝐈𝐈𝐈 - 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

to celebrate this new milestone, and as explained earlier, i have made a list of prompts separated in three categories : fluff, angst and smut.

there will be 15 slots open. you may only demand a letter from one character at the time, please make sure to always specify the category you are picking from and ensuring you have reached the legal age to demand for smut. as for the angst prompts, you can (if you wish) demand a good or bad ending.

the available verses are : haikyuu, one piece, my hero academia and naruto, and i write for both men and women.

here is the list of the prompts, i cannot wait to receive your love letter and have a correspondance with you:

𝐈 - 𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅

#1 “Is that my shirt?” “You mean our shirt?” #2 “It’s you, it always has been.” #3 “Kiss me.” #4 “You should probably go home.” “But I’m already home.” #5 “You’re an idiot.” “But you love me.” #6 “You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.” #7 “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.” #8 “I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.” #9 “Can you just please hold me?” #10 “Are you blushing?” #11 “Do you want me to carry you?” #12 “Will you marry me?” #13 “I’ve been in-love with you since we were kids.” #14 “I’m never going to leave you. I promise.” #15 “Why are you wearing my sweater?” “Because it smells like you.” #16 “I just want to be there for you.” #17 “I couldn’t get you out of my mind.” #18 “You look so beautiful.” #19 “You are crushing me right now.” #20 “Stay.”

𝐈𝐈 - 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

#1 “I’m leaving.” “Of course you are, that’s all you know how to do.” #2 “But it’s my fault right?” #3 “I don’t want to feel this. I want to be numb again.” #4 “You’re lying to me again. Why can’t you just tell me the truth for once?” #5 “I love you.” “No you don’t” #6 “I can’t lose you.” “You already did.” #7 “Did it mean anything to you? Did I mean anything to you?” #8 “I loved you.” “Then why did you let (her/him/them) get in between us?” #9 “Any other lies left to tell me?” #10 “When did you stop loving me?” #11 “I was happier with you.” #12 “I loved you. I loved you so so much but you hurt me.” #13 “Lie to me. I don’t care what you say, just lie to me. Make me feel okay again.” #14 “You broke me.” #15 “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.” #16 “I don’t need help! I need an end to this pain.” #17 “What am I in your life? Because as of lately I feel as though I’ve been nothing to you.” #18 “I can’t keep playing pretend.” #19 “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.” #20 “I wish we never met.”

𝐈𝐈𝐈 - 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓

#1 “You’re being so good to me, baby, taking every inch of me.” #2 “Let me taste you on my tongue.” #3 “I want to mark you down with bites and hickeys until everyone knows who you belong to.” #4 “Don’t talk, just spread your legs.” #5 "Mind if I join?” #6 “Do you trust me?” #7 “Let daddy take care of you, baby.” #8 “I’ll take it slow, there’s no rush.” #9 “Keep doing that and you’ll get punished.” #10 “Want me go to harder?” #11 “Look at me in the eyes and say my name, my real name.” #12 “You love being tied up, don’t you?” #13 “You can take all of me, I know you can.” #14 “You’re begging already?” #15 “Look at what you’re doing to me.” #16 “Does it look like I give a damn if someone hears us?” #17 “I can keep doing this ‘till daylight.” #18 “I knew you could do it, good job.” #19 “You. Bed. Naked. Now.” #20 “I want you to take control.”

#nikki’s celebration

[betweentheracks]

can you tell us what your credentials are and what sort of studies/coursework did you have to take up to get to your position? and, if not too personal, what your day to day work life might look life in and out awards seasons or other big ticket events your clients might need styled for?

This is long and rambling, I do apologize. 

Regarding coursework and education routes into becoming a pro stylist, the thing is that there isn’t necessarily a need for a specific type of education. You could literally drop school and strive for success by the grit of your teeth and iron will alone if you really want and still could gain great acclaim. It isn’t exactly common but it does happen if you strike upon fortunate circumstances and garner experience wherever possible to form the base of your portfolio and profile which will later shape your reputation. 

As it is, most studios and clients do tend to give more consideration to those that come from an academic qualifications and learning. While experience if the foreground on which all stylists (and any other set of industry workers) tread, having the support and security of studying styles and fashion and marketing and all manner of related blather gives a sense of merit and provides opportunities for your to be selected for a job despite a lack of reputation or experience. The best stylists fall from both trees and the worst do as well; there is no guaranteed recipe for success in this field as fashion itself is too fluid in expression to be quantified. 

As for what I did; I had hands in both pots and have the educational background that assures I know what I am doing in terms of textual/technical understanding as well as experience from moments of pure luck compounded by my audacious efforts. I have a Bachelor’s compromised of fashion merchandising, fashion retailing, marketing, and visual arts. I took side courses at a fashion technical institute with a more tailored program that catered to the fundamentals of fit, body (and measurements) assessment, design and trends, media styling, and fashion industry principles. Additionally I did half a semester of social skills in a business. From there I went on to snatch up an internship and spent a bit more than a year being a shadow of the stylists for the company I work for before grasping a golden chance to become notable and step beyond that restricted role. I also have the certifications of AICI CIC and AICI CIP with hopes to one day finally snag the coveted AICI CIM (respectively; certified image consultant, certified image professional, certified image master).

I had friends that have worked in and out of this end of the industry and knew from the jump that I wanted to pad my portfolio with the safety net provided by academia and use it to bridge the gaps in my experience early on. I figured if I had the knowledge of how to deal with the business side of things as well as the styling side then I was a bit more valuable and, worst case, could go be a consultant or advisor for retailers or big wig company heads. As it is, the only reason I have any clout to my name at all is due to my internship - it paved over all the potholes in the road I was on and has been very favorable, but not everyone is as fortunate as I have been and this is not an easy path to undertake and forge into a career with any real sense of stability or security. Freelance stylists have a completely different struggle despite the majority coming from similar backgrounds as myself. 

Now, onto the daily scope and specs of wardrobe styling ~

Please take into consideration that I am an admitted workaholic/perfectionist/overachiever within the boundaries of my work. I’m quite lazy in almost every other sense of living and make existing seem like a wreck and I’m the one driving the struggle-bus that caused it, but for the job I have I am a supremely different breed (though still a lunatic). So yeah, I do a lot more than most would in my position and it is actually something that my company head both loves and hates and is rumored to be writing a clause for all employees regarding allowable working methodology due to the sheer amount of paperwork I alone generate. I am the hazard of our company, but I am also an asset. 

Anyway, I start most of my days with a lot of reading through emails that range from client comments and commands to vendors looking to use my company or clientele to bolster their credibility, to brands extending offers of product usage for marketing and campaigning reasons, and a variety of back and forths between me and the PAs or clerks of photographers, other studios, and fashion houses. Next comes hours of phone calls and reviewing schedules to ensure there is no intersections between client-oriented event slots. For one photoshoot I typically spend 3-4 weeks on the semantics of lighting quality and set features and then the rest of the time is dedicated to wardrobe and piecing out however many styles are called for, and then usually adding in at least 2 extras just for good measure. There's so many meetings my butt goes numb and touching base with the other members of my glam teams to reaffirm that we are all working on tandem and on the same page as far as vision goes. I sometimes have a turn in taking care of a new trainee or intern that is wandering our workplace like a fawn on clumsy legs and have questionable instincts.

When it comes to pulling apparel to make up sets, I have been known to be in the rack rooms and show rooms and fashion archives for over 7 hours a day. Our archivists know me as personally as I know my assistants and friends from how often I am in there territory and have to rely on their hardwork and favor. I spend days doing this until I have what I need and then dedicate every bit of my attention designing and creating looks which is another 5+ hours of one day, over the course of many. I have had days where I have been at work for 16 or 17 hours before I realize it, which is why I am such a thorn in my boss’ ass and often told to take a day off or get sent home midway through the morning - my hours alone could have business bureaus raising their eyebrows at the legality of my working hours. (This is cranked to max when shows and events are in the schedule; Awards Season is a nightmare and tours are the bastard offspring of Hell actually. The amount of hours put in are truly horrific). 

Also worth mentioning for the sake of perspective is that my job is as expansive as my clients allow; if they request me for one of their various activities in the public eye or in media, if available, I am obligated to prioritize their needs above the projects that my company has assigned to me as per our contract and am expected to either find a replacement or delegate to my assistant and apprentice when possible. The opposite is also true: if my clients have a light workload or are on break from their careers, I am typically doing the busy work of in-studio tasks or tracking rising trends and other features of the fashion forecast. I also host a multitude of temporary contracts with all manner of clientele from brand ambassadors to photographers to celebrities to commercial shoots & services. These jobs come upon official requests made through the company and then negotiated into the terms of how short the working schedule will be, what work I will be undertaking, and an assessment of skills vs revenue to maintain a balance of my time as a professional being properly valued within the sad decline of styling budgets before it will be officially taken on in my name. For these I tend to make better use of my status and hand off most of the project unless I am specifically needed. I make appearances as necessary but am mostly an advisor rather than the producer, instead focusing on my exclusive clients all while staying keyed in so that the work isn't below standard. This is all a badly kept secret of my company and myself - the clients do typically know and accept this is how I handle things in general and are aware that they are paying for an absent role of by way of my name/credentials unless they specify otherwise. There have been times when a side job like this has more prestige than all the years of my experiences combined could generate which ostensibly is treated with much more care and most of my other work pauses in deference to this. 

Being a stylist, especially a wardrobe AND fashion stylist, is just so much I don't think I could fully capture the scale of it for a proper index of what we do. 

In short, I don't have routine days. I have days that are at the beck and call of a workload that changes at the drop of a pin or the half digit uptick that dictates the emergence of a new trend or the downwind of when a trend skews into becoming mainstream. I can be paced out and looking at a light day at my desk and suddenly be crammed into a pitch meeting or called out to a set. I've also spent many days lounging on the sofa in a client's dressing room playing on my phone and cracking jokes with the glam team as we wait for our client to return between performance takes. And then there are days when I only go into work for our weekly meeting and review before heading back home. It's constant and consuming and sometimes I can't catch my breath before I'm shoved into the show room under a daunting time crunch because an entire ensemble has been misplaced or ruined. Just a matter of days before I was felled by COVID-19 I was having a nap during a photoshoot which I had already fulfilled my purpose and had no further need to participate in.

The reality is that I spend the majority of my time carving out a balance of my work life not superseding my time dedicated to being with my son and making sure he knows no matter what, he is above my hectic career always.

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Hate on me [Sam Winchester x Reader] - Requested 16+

Title: Hate on me Pairing: Sam Winchester x Reader  Word count: 3.2k Published: 18 July, 2020 Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore Warning: Swearing, Intimate scenes (16+) Notes: I got this little one requested by an Anon reader of mine. As requested it's a bit smutty, but I did not specify the exact act, so I would say anyone 14+ can read it. I love smut, however I like to write for all ages and if I wrote an actual smut, it would not be available for underage readers. Maybe in the future I will write, but for now, I hope this will be enough. Summary: You have been having rather explicit dreams about Sam, confusing your already hateful relationship. But then things turn south when you lose it and the closest place to solve things is your bedroom. Request: [x]

May I request a smutty Sam x reader where they despise each other but frequently have wet dreams about one another and Dean knows and is always like “Yeah, you ToTaLlY hate him/her. I hear you moaning his/her name in your sleep, bitch.” Please. Also...I love Love LOVE your work! - Anonymous

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Sam Winchester was your worst nightmare. Even the thought of being under the same roof with him was making you agitated. Unfortunately for you, you both lived in the bunker and tried to stop yourselves from killing each other daily.

Whatever what you have done, it was always wrong. You left a can of beer on the kitchen table? Two minutes later he was banging on your door furiously, giving you a lesson on how to clean up after yourself.

Did you decide to sit down on the couch and relax after a big hunt? He appeared out of nowhere to tell you off for being lazy and unproductive.

If you have forgotten to do your shopping, he was on your case about it for a whole week, if not more, for being irresponsible and forgetful. Then he would go onto how he could never trust you on a hunt when you are clearly unable to do a simple supply run.

You were more than fed up with him.

You hated the way he he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, whilst he bit into his bottom lip, trying to concentrate even more. You hated the way he rolled his eyes and let out an annoyed scoff when Dean was being his usual idiotic self. You despised the cologne he used as you were having trouble getting his scent out of your nostrils.

His mere presence annoyed you.

You were beyond confused. You hated everything about him, but most of all, your dreams that you had of him more and more frequently. You could recall them so clearly as if they happened in reality. His harsh fingers running through your side, down to your hips, squeezing them firmly. His hands playing with the hem of your shirt as they eagerly caressed your stomach. The way his plump lips sucked on that particularly sensitive spot on your neck, making you moan his name, pulling him closer to you as if you were unable to breath without him.

Waking up in a pool of sweat whether it be in your room or the couch of the living room, irritated you to no end. You didn't want to have these dreams, you didn't even want to think about Sam. He was your worst nightmare both in your dreams and in reality.

You despised him!

You hated him!

His mere existence irritated you.

You didn't want to think of him in any way, let alone sexually. But you were endlessly struggling against your own mind. The worst part wasn't even the dreams anymore, but the fact that you felt like losing control around him. Every time you had a fight, your dreams appeared unexpectedly in your mind, forcing you to wander onto paths that you wished to never walk.

Just like this time.

He was standing in the middle of the kitchen, right in front of you, harshly gesturing as if it helped him to make you understand how important of a task you have been given.

"I have told you the ingredients for the spell. I have written them down for you. I have repeated it on numerous occasions to get it into that stupid little head of yours." Sam raised his voice in agitation, running his fingers through his rich, soft hair. Your eyes involuntarily followed his movements, before you realised how obviously you have been staring at him. "Still, you forgot the only ingredient which we needed the most." He scoffed as he shook his head.

"So I forgot. I can go back and buy it. It's not the end of the world, Sam." You tried to save the situation, but once again your eyes didn't concentrate on him, but his tongue running across his lips.

"That's not the point. I have clearly asked you to do something simple and you are incapable of doing it. I just can't get it through my mind how you can be so useless." He threw his arms in the air in frustration and this time it was your turn to get pissed off.

"Useless? Now listen, Winchester. If you have a go at me for forgetting something, that's fine. Although I think you have forgotten things in the past too, Mr. Perfect. But I will not let you insult me." You stepped closer to him, your chest almost touching his, your eyes looking firmly into his green orbs. You cursed him for wearing that stupid, sweet, but woody cologne of his, which you were unable to forget. You composed yourself quickly and continued. "I will not stand here and listen to you trying to bring me down for such a small mistake. If you don't like that I forgot something then go and fucking get it yourself." You hissed in anger, before you span around and headed to your room. Or that was the plan, before Sam got hold of your wrist. You could feel his strong hold, making you wonder if he would be that dominant in bed as well, before you forced yourself to let those silly thoughts go.

"I'm not finished." He scoffed in frustration.

"I don't care. You can have a conversation with yourself as far as I'm concerned." You spit in anger and pulled your arm out of his grip to head to your room.

Instead, however you saw Dean sitting in the hall, legs up on the table, laptop on his lap, watching some old movies. You dropped yourself into one of the chairs across the table and huffed in annoyance. Sam was officially your worst nightmare.

"Let me guess. You fought again." Dean spoke in a bored tone, his eyes never leaving the screen.

"Of course we did. It's like he has something against me. Whatever I do is always wrong. Why does he feel the need to attack me for anything I do?" You asked desperately, but he just smiled, before he closed down the lid of his laptop.

"Why do you feel the need to always have a go at him?" He asked with a mischievous look.

"What?" You asked dumbfounded.

"You think it's only him? Oh, please. I clearly remember you starting a fight when he left his laundry in the washing machine for 5 minutes longer or when he wanted to help you carrying the groceries down to the kitchen, but instead you gave him a lecture. You two are constantly fighting over stupid little things. It's not you starting, it's not Sam starting. You are doing it at the same time and honestly, I have a feeling, that deep down both of you enjoy it like some kind of a kink." He chuckled playfully as if he had said the smartest thing.

"That's bullshit. I hate your brother. I despise his mere presence." You argued as you shot up from your seat. He pursed his lips and raised his brows while a cheeky grin appeared across his face as if he knew something you didn't.

"Yeah, totally. The way you keep moaning his name in your sleep tells me otherwise though." He let out a wholehearted laughter, making you turn crimson red.

"What... how..." You tried to talk, but you weren't sure what you wanted to ask.

"I can hear things, you know?" He chuckled. "But hey, I am not judging. Whatever makes you feel good." He shrugged with a cheeky grin, before he stood up from his seat and left you to your thoughts. You hid your face in your palm, your ears still burning from his embarrassing words. Were you really attracted to Sam? You wanted to believe it was just frustration and nothing else. But your dreams... your dreams were telling you something completely different.

All three of you were sitting in the kitchen, munching on your dinner in complete silence. It was rather awkward and you wanted nothing, but to finish your food and run away.

Luckily the awkward silence didn't last long. You could hear the metallic door of the bunker open and close loudly, before the angel in his usual trench coat appeared in the entrance of the kitchen.

"Castiel!" You exclaimed happily and ran over to him to give him a hug. He returned it with a warm smile. "I missed you. You have been gone for quite a while." You spoke happily, but your smile quickly disappeared as you heard an annoyed scoff. You span around to look at Sam with a deadly expression across your face. "Do you have something to say?" You asked, arms crossed in front of your chest.

"Nope." He shrugged and shook his head, filling his mouth with another fork full of his food.

"I thought so too." You stated, before you turned back to your favourite angel.

"Excuse me?" Sam shot up from his seat, clearly agitated.

"You are excused. Now, if you don't mind I am having a conversation and you are rudely interrupting." You spit in anger, barely turning your head to see him.

"You started it. I didn't even say anything." Sam continued.

"You scoffed." You shrugged your shoulders as if you have already concluded this conversation.

"I can't even let out a noise without you trying to make it out to be the start of an argument?" He questioned you with an eye roll.

"No, you can't. Whenever I do something, you scoff at me, you start huffing and puffing like a child or you growl at me for no reason whatsoever. It's like, everything I do is plain wrong." You argued this time, trying to make him understand your point as you stepped closer. You tried to turn around to ask Dean and Cas to give you a minute to talk, but they were nowhere to be found anymore.

"Oh really? Even when I offered to help, you just shrugged it off and started an argument about how you are more than capable of doing things on your own. Can you just say, 'No, thank you' for once, instead of starting a fight?" He raised his voice.

"I wouldn't have to start a fight if I didn't feel like you are never happy with what I do." You confessed, but you sounded irritated.

"I wouldn't start an argument if you finally just accepted that I never wanted to argue in the first place. It's like even when I'm nice, even when I'm rude, you are just not happy with anything. When I sent you to get the ingredients for the spell, I simply asked you if you forgot the lamb blood, because I couldn't find it. I didn't attack you or argue with you. I just asked a question." He stood in front of you, towering over your body, his breath fanning your face. His presence made your head fuzzy and you needed extra energy to collect your thoughts or even to hear his words. "But then you got upset and I didn't know what to do and by the time you started throwing words at me, I was beyond pissed off and thought if you can insult me, so can I." He threw his arms in the air as he was showing you that he was giving up. He was right though. Now that you thought about it, you were frustrated with him because of your dreams. You thought if you hate on each other, it would be easier to ignore how much your dreams made you crave for him. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and massaged the bridge of his nose. "Look, I am tired of fighting." He started this time in a clam tone. "If we can't live together, at least let's try to ignore each other."

Your eyes widened, your brows ran high. You weren't sure if he meant that, but you were certain that you didn't want to be any farther from him. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and shook your head. "I don't want that." You whispered before you attached your lips to his forcefully. For a second he was frozen and you started to realise what you have done might have been a very stupid idea. But you didn't have to think for long before his lips returned your kisses and pushed your back against the edge of the kitchen counter.

His kiss was rough and aggressive. It wasn't something you expected, but enjoyed more than you thought you would. He licked across your lower lip, making you moan, letting his tongue enter your mouth to pleasure yours. However instead of letting him dominate, you fought against him, whilst running your fingers through his soft locks, tugging on its ends firmly, forcing a growling sound to leave his lungs.

His hands wondered down your side, gently caressing your waist before, going lower and firmly grabbing your hips to pull you closer. You could feel his bulge through the thin material of his sweatpants, making you moan at the thought of him filling you up.

His lips wondered down to your neck line, sucking hard on your sweet spot, forcing you to breathe out his name in pleasure. He grabbed your thighs and forced you to jump, as he pulled your legs around his waist. He attached his lips to yours once again and you voluntarily locked your arms around his neck to support a part of your weight. He firmly squeezed your butt, before he decided to move towards your bedroom, not wanting anyone to interrupt you. He didn't leave your mouth for a second, whilst he walked to your door.

With one hand he kept your weight around him, with the other he turned the doorknob to your room, before kicking it in harshly and shutting it behind himself. He shoved your back against the closed door, making you wince at the hard impact, but quickly made you forget about it as he pushed his groin further between your legs, leaving your lips agape. You heaved a deep sigh as you felt his growing bulge, wanting to feel him finally.

You looked into his eyes to see his once bright green irises taking on a darker shade, completely filled with lust.

"Are you sure you want this?" He asked, his voice breathless, whilst struggling to control himself. You didn't answer though, you slightly nodded and attached your lips to his, getting rid of the gap between you.

He walked over to the edge of your bed, laying you down on the top of your duvet as he impatiently started kissing your neck, making you feel like a hot mess. Your thoughts were all about him. Wherever he touched you, he left your skin burning for more. His gentle bites on your inner thighs made you feel dizzy in anticipation. His head between your legs, forced you to scream his name in euphoria. You wanted to get on top of him to return his sweet touches, his passionate kisses, all the head-spinning attention his has given you, but he didn't let you.

"Not this time, sweetheart." He breathed into your ear, forcing your breath to hitch as he finally entered you. He was everything you wished for. You dug your nails into his back, as you felt pleasure take over you, the knot in your stomach forcing your back to arch as you finally came undone, screaming his name in pleasure. Soon he followed you with a deep growl leaving his lips, before he attached them to yours, sealing the moment.

Sam laid across your bed, pulling you onto his chest, kissing the top of your head as you both tried to organise your breathing. You looked up at him, trying to find answers to what just happened. His eyes were closed, his long lashes gracefully laid across his cheekbones. He was beautiful. The way he licked across his lips, made you feel dizzy. Was it a one time thing. Was it just to release the obvious tension? You didn't want any of that. You wanted more. You wanted him. You just fit so perfectly with him, you didn't want this to end there.

You didn't know what to do. You could feel the tears collecting in the corner of your eyes, feeling uncertain about what anything meant. You sat up, pulling your cover over you, your legs hanging off your bed as you took a deep breath.

"Is everything okay?" He asked, worry clear in his voice.

"Yeah." You breathed. "I just..." You didn't know what to say, not to make yourself look like a naive little teenager.

"What is it?" He asked softly.

"I just... I'm not sure..." You growled in frustration, running your hands through your hair. "I don't know what this was." You finally let it out.

"We had sex." Sam chuckled, stating the obvious. You turned around giving him a sceptical look.

"Oh right, I didn't realise that." You rolled your eyes.

"By the voices you made, sounded like you did." He smirked at you knowingly.

"Oh shut up." You grabbed your pillow and threw it at him, making him laugh harder. He removed the pillow from his face and pulled you back into his arms, completely ignoring your resistance.

"Look Y/N, if this is how you hate on me, I am perfectly fine dealing with your hateful ass." He laughed. You slapped his chest playfully, but you couldn't hide the ever growing grin across your face. "We don't have to label it, we don't have to decide what it is between us. Let's just get along and if we can't get along, we can just hate on each other. I am more than happy with both" He chuckled, making you go bright red as you hid your face, pulling the cover over your head.

"I hate you." You spoke, your duvet muffling your voice.

"I'm sure you do." He laughed as he pulled your cover down and gave a small peck on your lips.

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[honey-dewey]

Dialogue Prompts

This is the first time I’m attempting something like this, so bear with me. 

I’m opening up dialogue writing requests for the Pedro Pascal characters I know. (And some I don’t, but that’s okay.) The prompts are all going to be reader inserts, as some works I’m not familiar with and would have a hard time writing any in canon characters outside of the ones I know. 

This post has the rules for requesting, the guide for requesting, and the available prompts, so read this before submitting a request please. 

RULES AND GUIDE: 

Please be courteous when requesting. It could take me a while to complete requests, so just be patient and kind please! 

Requests can be as specific or as vague as you want. It can range anywhere from just a character and a number, or a character with a number and some prompt details. The prompts can be spun in just about any way you want, so if you want something specific, please say!

If you want, to continue the last rule, you can specify who you want to say the prompt line. Some of them must be one or the other, but most of them can go either way.

If some characters are OOC, please don’t get mad. I’m not perfect, and out of the nine characters I can write, I’m familiar with six.

I do have the right to turn down requests if I’m uncomfortable writing them. I’m not anti-NSFW, but I do have my personal rules. 

To rephrase, I will write NSFW to a certain extent.

Now, on to the good part!

Available Characters:

(Any character with an * next to their name is someone who I’ve not seen the work they appear in. The only one I do not plan on watching in the future is GoT.)

Ezra (Prospect)

Din Djarin

Jack “Whiskey” Daniels

Marcus Moreno

Frankie Morales

Max Phillips

Maxwell Lord *

Oberyn Martell *

Javier Peña *

Dialogue Prompts:

1. “We are not having this conversation right now!”

2. “Why don’t you come inside?”

3. “Please don’t leave me.” 

4. “You need to sit still.” 

5. “Sometimes I forget how much I love you.” 

6. “Give me a call when you get there, okay?” 

7. “I’m sorry, you did what?” 

8. “Why can’t you just listen to me for once in your life!” 

9. “I’m fine, I promise.” 

10. “It’s going to be okay, okay?” 

11. “I am not sick!”

12. “Can you come help me with something?” 

13. “Give me that back!” 

14. “Pinky promise?” 

15. “Will you marry me?” 

16. “I don’t think we’re ready for that yet.” 

17. “Do you really want to be alone right now?” 

18. “Are you crying?” 

19. “Please tell me you’re kidding.” 

20. “Don’t forget me.” 

21. “You were the best thing to happen to me.”

22. “Is that a stuffed animal?” 

23. “How about a movie?” 

24. “Just trust me, okay?” 

25. “Babe, can you come here for a second?” 

26. “Don’t look. Looking makes it worse.” 

27. “Just hold my hand, it’ll all be over soon.” 

28. “I am so lucky.” 

29. “Shut up and kiss me.” 

30. “Stop squirming!” 

31. “You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

32. “Trying to have a good conversation with you is like pulling teeth!” 

33. “Did you just say triplets?”

34. "You are not going to yell at me in my office!”

35. “Don’t get cocky on me now sweetheart.”

36. “How could I ever hate you?”

37. “I’ve loved you from the moment I met you, you dumb shit!”

38. “Fuck off.” 

39. “I’m going to win, one way or another.”

40. “I’m not some cheap slut for you to use once and then throw away!” 

41. “Do you really think that anyone’s going to let you get away with this?”

42. “If you show up at my funeral, a sniper will take you out.”

43. “That’s not normal, you know.”

44. "I need you to get me some poison. I'm not saying 'I do' to this prick. I'd rather die."

45. “I guess I’m ordering takeout. What do you want?”

46. “I wanted to. I really wanted to tell you. I just–couldn't.”

47. “Don’t you know that an apple a day keeps the doctor away?”

48. “You were worth it.”

49. “You have chocolate on your nose.”

50. “Are you flirting with me?”

51. “It’s your turn.” 

52. “Can I have a hug?”

53. “I just don’t think that was necessary.”

54. “It’s okay darling, we can fix this.” 

55. “Is that my shirt?”

56. “Nothing could ever be sweeter than you.”

57. “I’m sorry I lied to you.” 

58. “Are you sure you don’t want my help?” 

59. “What the hell are you listening to?”

60. “You were hiding that from me?”

61. “Get your hand out of my hair.”

62. “Do I make myself crystal clear?”

63. “Is that snow?”

64. “Do you need help warming up?”

65. “You two are adorable together.”

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I will only accept requests via my Submissions link.

Please don’t spam my inbox - I will send an Ask to alert you that your request has been seen, and accepted. No reply necessary. You will, of course, be tagged when your request is completed and available.

A/N: I reserve the right to deny any submission if I feel unable or uncomfortable writing your request. To be clear, I’m fairly easygoing so don’t be afraid to approach me with questions . . . with the exception of aggressive asks, I will always respond.

RULES

🦎 Requests MUST be Submitted with all required information

🦎 Requests MUST contain a Prompt

🦎 I DO accept requests for smut

please read my list under the cut at the bottom of this post for what requests are firm refusals

I may accept requests for dubcon; send the request, and I’ll let you know

I will never write non-con

🦎 Below you’ll find two request forms, depending on whether you would like to use one of my pre-established ocs . . . or you would like to place yourself as the protagonist

A Note: this is the closest I’ll come to writing a y/n story. You can ask me to place you in the protagonist’s seat. This option is tailored to you specifically and will require at least a superficial description of your physical appearance.

A Note 2: your real name is not required. Offer any name you would like me to use in place of your own. (If you would like your real name placed in your story, you are not required to tell me - or anyone - that this is not an alias.) Seriously, call yourself Caterpillar lol I just need a name.

🦎 Out of respect, self-inserts will NEVER be turned into an oc on my masterlist

REQUEST FORM 1 - for oc requests

1 - Prompt (if the prompt is a line of dialogue, you can leave it up to me to decide who says it - or specify who you would like to say it [the oc or the canon character])

2 - Fandom

3 - oc name - pick a pre-established oc (masterlist updated as new ocs are created) tell me if there’s something in particular you’d like, or else I’ll just create an appropriate oc on the spot for your request - my masterlist is still under construction

4 - Fic Type:

imagine (less than 100-words)

drabble (100-words, approx. I may go over)

short story (1,000 to 3,000-words)

REQUEST FORM 2 - for self-insert requests

1 - Prompt  (if the prompt is a line of dialogue, you can leave it up to me to decide who says it - or specify who you would like to say it [you or the canon character])

2 - Fandom

4 - Fic Type:

imagine (less than 100-words)

drabble (100-words, approx. I may go over)

short story (1,000 to 3,000-words)

5 - Self Insert . . . answer whichever you're comfortable sharing; I’m writing you as the protagonist of this story. Choosing not to answer these won’t disqualify your request.

Necessary:

Hair Color

Eye Color

Skin Color

Gender

Sexuality (if necessary, for what you would like written)

Extended Details:

Hair type/texture/length

Freckles/glasses

piercings/tattoos (and their location)

Scars

Body type/weight

7 - Self-insert Name (as stated above: your real name is not required. Offer any name you would like me to use in place of your own. If you do want me to use your real name you don’t have to tell me - or anyone - that it’s your real name.)

🦎 When requests are closed, I ask that you respect that decision. I will stop accepting requests once I’ve accumulated a fair amount and need breathing room to finish those lol and NOT because I’m done with you all. ^_^ I promise.

🦎 Please be patient. Not a single accepted request will ever be forgotten. As I do consider this blog, and the requests I receive, as a form of self-employment I allow myself Saturdays and Sundays off to avoid burnout.

🦎 I keep to a firm age-appropriate pairing. For example, I will write 16 y/o Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) with a 15-16-17 year old partner. However, if writing a Stiles/Derek ship . . . I will age-up Stiles to his 20s.

🦎 I accept suggestions for new ocs via Ask (not Submissions)

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OUT OF RESPECT OF TRIGGERS, THINGS I WILL NOT WRITE ARE BELOW

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These are a FIRM “no”.

There will be no negotiation.

Degradation

Dehumanization

Physical Abuse (not to be confused with rough play)

Sexual Abuse

Rape (non-con)

Minors w/ adults

Minors Smut

#Submission Guidelines #smallwhitesalamander