#if someone has ideas or tastes that you like just send them encouraging asks or ask them to write more if what you like

[yutaleks]

alekssss i have ques that i need more opinions on but what do you think of sending one fic idea or request to more than one writer? saw someone saying that it's a shitty thing to do plz ignore if you think this is a stupid ask

I really do not encourage you to do this. For one it’s not very nice to have one fic writer discuss your idea/suggestion with you, maybe even write a Drabble or a fic etc, and then see that you didn’t actually care about it being from them specifically and that you went around asking other people.

Think of it this way: if you wanted something custom made, would you walk around asking every single person who does custom work to do the exact same thing for you? Doesn’t that mean that you don’t really care for the quality of the product you’re asking for? Doesn’t that also mean that you don’t actually care about WHO does it, you just want it done? Writers are not here just to pump out content for you.

If you sent me an idea or a request etc in my mind you sent it to me because you like interacting with me, or you wanted to know my specific thoughts on it, or you thought I was a person to come to with your thoughts. That kind of feeling goes away completely if I see that you didn’t actually care for my opinion specifically, you just sent the same ask to a bunch of other people. It just makes you feel like you are one of many people that they are hoping will just write for you, without concern for your individual sense of creativity or writing style etc.

While we’re on this topic, I also want to say that it is incredibly rude to take one person’s ideas and then suggest them to other writers and play it off as a suggestion in their ask box. I’ve seen this happening a lot lately and it’s very uncool. like the right thing to do here is if you see a writer make a post about an idea that you like, maybe ask them to elaborate, or nicely suggest that you would love to read a full length fic with that idea. The very rude thing to do is instead to ask someone else to write that idea. Do you think the author is not capable that you go to someone else? This is a community, people’s blogs are not places that you just stop and shop and take what you want and then leave.

#I hope this doesn’t sound rude I’m sorry if it does #but you need to see that each writer has their own strengths their own tastes their own styles #each writer is a person with feelings too. #you cannot just shop around and see who will write for you with no care for making any kind of connection or community #being in fandom is like. reciprocal. #if someone has ideas or tastes that you like just send them encouraging asks or ask them to write more if what you like #taking their ideas or using them as simple content machines is all terrible community etiquette. #ϟ asking aleksandria

[geeky-politics-46]

Eddie & Venom? H and V?

This is my first ask for Eddie & Venom. I'm so excited!

H - Humiliation (does degradation and insults get them hot? do they get off on humiliating someone else? what kind of humiliation is good for them?) 

Eddie isn't huge on humiliation except for calling you a little slut or his little whore. He loves the idea that you turn into a cock hungry vixen just for him and likes to tease you about how needy and desperate you get. He's a very verbal guy and loves how you keen at being called a slut. Venom got mad at him for calling you this at first until you explained to him how much Eddie degrading you a little bit turned you on. Now he encourages Eddie to call you that, even urging him to start whispering filth to you when you are out together knowing it gets you going.

Venom never wants to humiliate you. You are the most precious little human and he's absolutely smitten with you. When it's his turn with you he has no problem throwing some humiliation in Eddie's direction, though. Saying how much better equipped he is to pleasure you compared to Eddie. How Eddie could never manage to get you to cum in the same ways he can. Occasionally this gets to Eddie and you have to convince him that even though he may not make you cum in the same ways as Venom, he makes you cum in ways Venom can't. Venom always grumbles at that. You always tell them they both keep you incredibly satisfied

V - Voyeurism (do they like to watch, or are they more hands on? are they more of an exhibitionist?) 

Eddie had no idea he was a fan of watching before Venom. He always thought he was too posessive for that. Maybe it's because Venom is kind of like an extension of himself, but he loves watching Venom tease you with his tongue and his tendrils/fingers. Watching you writhe and moan as the symbiote slides all over your naked body turns him on a lot. In fact if you are in the mood and initiate sex, Eddie will usually let Venom start so he can watch you cum before he has his turn with you. He loves talking to you while Venom pleasures you. Telling you how much seeing you spread out and completely at their mercy turns him on. Asking if you have any idea how hard it gets him when you arch your back like that and Venom curls around you completely. He wants you to tell him how good it feels and maybe even beg for him to join in.

Venom is less a fan of watching, but is much better behaved now that him and Eddie have worked out a deal that each of them gets their turn with you. Venom knows if he doesn't interrupt Eddie when he's fucking you, he'll get his turn much faster. Before that Venom had a habit of backseat driving or providing color commentary while Eddie was trying to concentrate on you. He will occasionally tell Eddie that you seemed to really like something if he misses a cue or help steer him in the right direction if Eddie is having a harder time making you cum.

Both of them are very big fans of you sending naughty pics or videos. Eddie likes the idea of you making a sex tape, but he has told Venom he can't be in it just in case it were to leak. The world didn't need to find out about Venom through a sex tape. Venom pouted about this until you made him a deal that he could help direct it. Both Eddie and Venom also love when you go out without panties. Venom will absolutely sneak peeks under the table and may even go in for a taste if he's feeling like he isn't getting enough attention.

#eddie brock #venom #eddie brock smut #venom smut #venom symbiote #symbrock #eddie brock x reader #eddie brock x you #eddie brock x y/n #venom x reader #venom x you #venom x y/n #eddie x venom x reader #symbrock x reader #symbrock x you #symbrock smut #tom hardy #dirty asks #tom hardy smut #eddie and venom #marvel asks

[deathofpeaceofmiiind]

illicit affairs | seven

*Noahs POV*

“Has anyone seen Matt?”

We were all gathered in the lobby of our hotel, getting ready to go out for breakfast before we left. No one had seen Matt since yesterday and it wasn’t like him to just go off and do his own thing. It felt like someone punched me in the gut, he was obviously with her. 

Bryan grabbed his phone to text him as everyone scanned the lobby again, “He never came back to the hotel, his bed was empty this morning.”

“Oh he hooked up with someone I bet.” Folio joked with Jolly, who just send him a glare to shut up. I think he had a hunch where he was too, his face was stern.

“Shut the fuck up.” I snapped, angrily walking away before I said something else. The idea of those two together just made my blood boil. I don’t even want to know what they go up to while I was sleeping last night...

“You okay?”

I looked up and saw Bryan following me outside. I took a deep breath as my eyes panned over the busy Vancouver street. “No…I know exactly where Matt is.”

“Where?”

“He’s with Ellie.” I pursed my lips together, thinking about the two of them together. It was pure torture.

“I don’t think anything is going on with them.” He replied so nonchalantly, clearly not noticing how much this was killing me. 

“What if something did happen?”

He sighed, running his hand through his hair before looking over at me. “Noah I say this as your friend, you had a whole year to reach out to her and properly apologize. No matter how many times we tried to encourage you to do it, you pouted instead. You can’t be surprised that she’s moved on.”

Fuck, that stung to hear, but I knew it was right. “Why him though? Why couldn’t she meet someone up here? Not someone that I’ve known for forever.”

“I think you need to ask yourself that question man. Look at what Matt did for her in LA, he almost took the fall cause he didn’t want to see anything bad happen to her. While you threw a party and fucked some random girl, he practically went to war for her to make sure she didn’t get in any trouble. Fuck, look at how they interacted with each other that night in Santa Monica in general. They just…work.”

I still kicked myself for how I dealt with everything in LA. Ellie felt disrespected, and Matt did what I should’ve done. Instead I got drunk, made her the villan while I worried about my own reputation. Why would she want someone like me back? I know I wouldn’t if the roles were reversed. “Maybe I should just let her go then.” After everyone gave up looking for him, we finally headed out for breakfast. There was a small brunch spot recommended to us around the corner so we just walked to it. I really did miss Vancouver, I could still move up here if I wanted to, but that would be too weird. As we got closer to the restaurant, I saw a black Audi SUV parked outside. My stomach dropped, I wonder if it was hers. 

“We should go somewhere else.” 

I was about to ask why but I answered my own question. A few booths away from us, I saw the two of them sitting together, drinking coffee and so lost in a conversation that they didn’t look up at all. She looked so beautiful, it was killing me. Her short hair was sleeked back in a bun, matched with some leggings and one of our shirts that was oversized on her. I wonder if she still wore the same YSL perfume or even the lip gloss that made her taste like strawberries. I was brought back to reality when Matt whispered something in her ear, making her laugh and flash that smile that used to bring me to my knees. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, she looked happy with him. 

“No it’s fine, we can stay.”

We all piled into another booth, luckily not too close to them but close enough she could see me. My eyes darted over to them again after the server took our order, and I noticed Folio was talking to them. Cursing under my breath, I put my hood up and looked in the other direction. He clearly didn’t get the memo.  “Did you guys know they were here? I asked them to come sit with us.” He said as he sat back down. His facial expression dropped when we didn’t reciprocate his excitement.

“Bro you gotta learn how to read a fucking room.”

“Morning” Matt greeted, Ellie’s hand was wrapped around his arm as she scanned the table. She made contact with me, our eyes stayed locked for what felt like an eternity before she turned her attention elsewhere. Her lips were glossed over with the same shade as before, I could almost taste it on the tip of my tongue.

“Do you two mind squeezing in at the end?” “Why not.” She sarcastically replied as her and Matt exchanged glances. As they sat down, the whole table went silent, darting glances at Folio for putting us in this situation. My eyes were burning a hole through his chest, this was all his fault. 

“So, Ellie…How’s work been?” Nick said as everyone simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

“I actually quit my job. I work for the hospital still, just from home. I deal with difficult cases, work on care plans, also help patients with any concerns they have. It's lots of emails and video calls.”

“I thought you liked your job.” I slipped out surprisingly. 

“I did, but people change.” She replied, very passive aggressively may I add. 

“How’s everything else?” Bryan asked her, “Last time I spoke to Danielle, some things were up in the air?”

“Everything is a lot better now.” She replied, turning her head to look at Matt. He smiled at her and squeezed her hand. I wanted to leave but I also sadly wanted to be in her presence, even if it killed me. 

“I saw your instagram photos. That condo you have is sick.” Folio added, making me roll my eyes.

“Thank you! I was gonna sell it and get a house but I can’t be bothered. I’d love to have you all over for dinner one of these days… you too Noah.”

I glanced over at her and her bright eyes were blinding me. She looked really genuine with her invitation, “that would be nice.”

“Good.” A small curved on her mouth, causing one to form on mine too. Maybe if I buried my feelings I could became a friend to her. At this point I’d do whatever it takes to stay in her life. 

“Maybe we could do thanksgiving together? We usually do it with Ruffilo’s family but they’re in Europe all November.” Jolly suggested.

“Canadian thanksgiving is actually in October and it happens to land on my birthday…it’s a big one for me.” 

“She’s turning 30.” Matt chimed in. She rolled her eyes and elbowed him slightly. Not gonna lie, it made me chuckle a little bit.

“Fuck yeah! We’re throwing you a dirty thirty!” Folio exclaimed. “We’ll come up here for thanksgiving dinner and party afterwards.”

“I hope Canadian thanksgiving is good...” Bryan whined, “please tell me there’s football on.”

“It’s the Canadian football league but it’s still good, and there’s hockey! You guys will be fine.” Ellie tried to convince him but it wasn’t working. 

Our food arrived and we all dug in. Bryan picked up a piece of his bacon and pointed it in Ellie’s face. “We’re only doing this cause we love you.“ “I know.” She smirked, taking the bacon out of his hand and eating it, leaving him stunned. “We still haven’t figured out our thanksgiving. I know for a fact we’re off.” Matt asked us. We all looked at each other but couldn’t come up with anything. For the last 7 years, we always did the same thing for thanksgiving, so this year we were a little lost.  “Let’s get a cabin with a hot tub in Whistler.” Ellie suggested as her eyes lit up, she definitely had our attention. “It's quiet up there since ski season hasn't started but there's snow up there by then. We'll just get drunk, watch football and go out for dinner. Turkey is overrated anyway.” Jolly wrapped his arm around her and gave her a squeeze, “I’m so glad you’re back, El.”  We all ate our food in silence, talking about random things here and there. It was so bizarre, but I was actually having a good time. It felt like we picked up where we left with Ellie, almost as if she was a missing part of our group. My eyes wandered over to her and she caught my stare. A soft smile appeared on her face, and I mirrored it. 

Maybe we would be okay.

#noah sebastian #bad omens #fanfic

[finniestoncrane]

I gotta know- the riddlers have an s/o who's generally gentle and kind, but in bed they have a HUGE thing for face sitting/face fucking, at times will practically beg for our boys to let them sit on their face or beg for them to sit on theirs. How would our widdlers feel? :3c

Face Fucking

Riddler Headcanons poor little widdlers, i'm not even sure they can breathe >:) 💚 request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: oral sex, cunnilingus and blow jobs, uh... suggestive things

btaa

he's down to let you sit on his face, absolutely

he hasn't forgotten to be chivalrous in your relationship

but he's a bit of a sucker for when you beg him to sit on yours

he can't even revel in the feeling of supremacy though, or the ego boost that comes with it

because the way your tongue feels around him and inside of him it's hard to think of anything else but cumming

dano

having you ride his face makes him feel like he's worth something

feeling your slick, precum or his saliva dribbling down his chin, stuck to his tongue

feeling your taste down the back of his throat as he struggles to breathe under you

it's literally how he would choose to die if he had to

if he could function in daily society with his face buried in you then he definitely would, like he'd never stop if he didn't have to

arkham

getting absolutely sloppy and wet and disgusting is his favourite thing ever

he'll hold you down on his face, force you to stay there, he doesn't really care if he's struggling for breath

his fingers will be pressed into your thighs, clinging, scratching

and if you want to have a go on him, he's more than happy to oblige

sitting on you, making you taste and smell his sweat, it makes him feel like he's truly in control, your master

telltale

you'd be surprised how interested in this he is

it's not really his aim to please you, but something about the dominance

the idea of giving himself up to someone, letting them control him

nose buried against you, tongue poking up inside of you, licking you out completely

the servitude is a nice change from his usual attitude of dominance

unburied

oh he goes wild for this, totally feral and completely encouraging your desire to smother him with your body

he's actually happy to let you be in control for once

he's got a bad habit of not washing his face afterwards either

he likes to stay sticky, be able to smell your scent under his nose

mostly because of the ego boost that comes with knowing he made you cum with just his mouth, the way he annoys you with it too

young justice

look, he's pretty shy about it, but he's pretty talented with his mouth... especially his tongue

also is now the time to talk about pressing your clit if you have one into his tooth gap? because... yeah

anyway, definitely into it, could cum hands free from eating you out alone, hearing the noises you make

the idea that he can make someone sound like that

it's enough to send him over the edge with little effort

zero year

ok so he's not one for dishing out favours or pleasuring you

so he'd rather be on the receiving end if he has to, which... don't tell anyone he likes it, it seems... feminine

and he's macho! way to macho to enjoy someone's tongue up his ass... their mouth around him... suckign and licking

ok lay down because this is happening right now

and afterwards you can let him fuck you just to reassert his tenuous grip on dominance

twojar

this is very much his thing and he's definitely the one to suggest it

spreading you apart with his nose before he dives his tongue into you, pressed down on his face, it's his favourite position

but asking him to use you, to get off on you, hearing your moans vibrating against him as he rides you

listening to you gasping for breath under him

knowing he can return the favour any time you asl

gotham

you've seen his efforts in the kitchen, how he's fussy with his food

he knows a good meal when he sees one and you are a delicacy

so sit right on top of him and let him dine out

he's very well aware of how long the human body can go without breathing and how much pressure it takes to crush a skull

so don't hold back, he'll tap your thigh if he senses that you might be veering into dangerous territory

#finnie writes #riddler x reader #riddler x you #riddler headcanon #ridler scenario #gotham riddler #arkham riddler #young justice riddler #dano riddler #zero year riddler #batman unburied riddler #bu riddler #telltale riddler #twojar riddler #riddler #the riddler #btaa riddler

[doodlegraveyard]

I also wanted to know how you felt about the pixies and if you were going to use them in your au

@seth-the-whalelord you are two for two on 'asking very simple questions that send me into a brain spiral' lol thank you this is. actually very useful for getting me to figure this stuff out. This is what i've gotten to write thru on my lunch break.

So! Pixies.

Once again I have no idea if I’m about to spout an Unpopular Opinion or not but…..I don’t like…..little, ‘Mascot’ characters. And I tend not to like the Pixies. Theyre trying Too Hard to be Beloved and it CAN be pulled off..........but I’m sorry I can’t stand their shrill little voices………………

I GET that it’s a kids show and you want little critters to appeal to little kids and sell toys of but like… the cast of Winx is HUGE and bloated at a baseline?? Like the Winx and Specialists by themselves are already so much to deal with. I will say upon rewatch, the Pixies are definitely better than like, any of the other little critters they add in later seasons. There are definitely episodes where the pixies Work and aren't completely overwhelming, and they're liked enough to be worth keeping, conceptually.

I like the idea of the pixies being plot relevant to the fairies development, and I actually have been thinking about explicitly tying them to charmix (or, idk if I’m keeping the concept of Charmix entirely intact because its BARELY a form. But i guess it can remain as a concept, and as a stepping stone to leveling up a fairy has to get her pixie/charmix (so its a standard step not just something the Winx girls have)

I really like how Amore and Chatta specifically contrast Stella/Flora’s respective personalities, because it brings to mind to me that charmix is supposed to be about overcoming some personal fear or weakness/character flaw, it makes sense to me to tie them together.

THAT SAID some of the pixie/fairy relationships are stronger than others.

Lockette’s theming as Pixie of Portals/a wayfinder can be styled as helping Bloom who is currently feeling ‘lost’ in an unfamiliar world, help her navigate both herself learning about and her newly discovered backstory/identity. I think that pretty much works: Lockette encourages Bloom to find the truth even if she’s kind of afraid to/ has been avoiding it. Amore’s calm peacekeeper demeanor definitely helps to temper Stella, and I feel like she could help deal with issues of not just romantic love but her relationships with her friends and her parents. I think Stella is full of love and affection, but doesn’t always show it / in the most considerate way.

Chatta forcing Flora to talk to Helia about her feelings is a pretty good example of what she brings to the table there, though I never want it to be just flattened to Flora’s romantic subplot - Flora could do with speaking up more in general! Have her forced to intercede in a friend conflict or assert herself when previously she was just letting the group overrule her!

Piff. I am conflicted about. Because like… she’s just a fuckin’ baby. there's a limited amount of personality there. She's sleepy. She's baby. I guess I think it’s cute that she helps Aisha with her bad dreams. I knee-jerk wondered if it was in bad taste to ‘mom-ify’ Aisha by giving her effectively a baby to care for but it really doesn’t read like that too much because Aisha is arguably one of the best-written and most complex of the girls. Piff could play a dual role - as someone Aisha has to stand up for and be brave for, but also a manifestation of childish wonder, to push Aisha to enjoy things she maybe didn’t have the opportunity to experience as a kid.

Tune is where it starts to lose me. I get it, Musa is tomboyish and brash and Tune is about manners but that really doesn’t feel as…important a problem to deal with? I feel like it may be a thing where Musa has to like… repair difficult relationships she has that are made rockier by how quick she is to argue, or maybe take responsibility for mistakes - like a formal apology and maturely talking about things rather than being avoidant? I’m not sure it’s best styled as ‘Etiquette’ if that’s the case. I’m taking suggestions on this one idk.

Aaaaaand they didn’t even try with Digit. She’s just a Flanderized version of Tecna. It doesn’t feel like she contrasts or challenges Tecna’s personality in any interesting way...Idk I kind of feel like she has to be changed whole cloth?

I know they replaced Tune and Digit but I’m not as familiar with Cherie or Caramel. I might look into whether their concepts work better for Musa and Tecna character arcs as they are currently swirling around in my head. What's the general consensus on those two?

My design thoughts are. I want to make the pixies much more…. Abstract I guess? What if they’re not their own species as much as concentrated sparks of magic - Fairies generate a lot of excess magic, hence ‘their pixie’ is actually a part of them - a little external manifestation of their magic fissured off my whatever internal conflicts or unaddressed needs they have, and resolving that allows them to re fuse with the Fairy? (Bonus: pixies are only around when relevant and I can poof them away when I don’t want them in a scene lol)

#winx club reboot #winx club #winx #winx pixies #winx club rewrite

[fluttershyflores2]

🍜an attempt at a date 🍜 (I speak Spanish, so you will see some errors)

An upset mk was in his room thinking about what to do, meanwhile mei was using her phone looking for ideas for a date.

Yes, our mk is going on a date with our dear (y/n), after asking him on a date, (y/n) still hesitantly agreed to go out with him, on the condition that he didn't worry so much, however, mk wanted it to be something special.

Mei: Well, any ideas - stop looking at the phone -.

Mk: ¡Aaaaaah! I can't think of anything and there is an hour left before the appointment!

Mei: Why not something simple?, you can see that (y/n) is not someone so demanding - I comment -.

Stopping walking, mk thought that maybe mei was right, (y/n) not is someone with glamorous tastes, the appointment could be in an outdoor place or...wait a minute...THAT IS!!

Mk: how about a picnic? - ask -.

Mei: Hey, that doesn't sound bad - smiling - ooooh I already had many ideas - with stars in their eyes -.

Already with an idea, the two prepare things for the date.

💓-💓-💓-💓-💓-💓-💓

Mk: I am ready - Confident -.

But if something goes wrong, shaking his head to remove that idea, everything will be fine, but he's so nervous, he hasn't stopped thinking about (y/n), how will his reaction be? He's never dated a girl before. .

(Y/n): Hello Mk - in front of he -.

Mk is surprised to hear her voice and staggers a bit, but manages to compose himself to look at her.

Mk: What's up, I say HELLO! How are you - nervous -.

(Y/n): eh, yes...i received your message - taking out his phone showing it - you mentioned that we are going to meet in a field next to an abandoned factory.

Mk: yes, that's what I said - scratching the back of his neck -.

(Y/n): but I didn't understand the other messages - he raises an eyebrow -.

Mk: What messages?! - puzzled -.

He pulls out his phone to quickly check the messages, omg he was right, most of the messages were just random words he sent, how could this happen? He just remembers seeing that message sent, trying to remember, ooh…he already remembers why.

🕒~🕒~🕒~🕒~🕒~🕒

Mei: come on mk you can! - encouraging him - .

Already having the idea of how to make the appointment would be a picnic in the countryside near an abandoned factory that mei knew, she says that she has good eyesight and people don't go there much, so according to her, no one will bother them. Taking a breath, he sends the message to (y/n), where he's going to make the appointment, he looks at mei, who waves at him with her hands in the shape of a heart.

Mk: what? - Looks at her -.

Mei: send him some hearts, I bet he'll love it - he answers -.

Mk: Why do that? - ask -.

Mei: Oh, come on! - she approaches him and rests her arm on his shoulder - we all notice how you look at her.

Mk: I don't know what you're talking about - dodging the subject -.

Mei: mk, interests you (y/n) - mocking - that is, you like it~

Blushing, mk averts his gaze to hide it.

Mei: hey! Do not hide, your blush is very obvious.

Mk: What things do you say mei - separates from her -.

Staring at her phone, waiting for (y/n) to answer, only to have it snatched from her hands by mei.

Mk: ¡¡¿MEI WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! - altered -.

Mei: I'm going to write for you, don't worry - mention to start writing -.

Mk: ¡¡give me my phone !!

Trying to take her phone from mei, she makes her fingers just press her keyboard like crazy, thus creating the misspelled messages. Changing scenery to the island where (y/n) lived, sounds began to sound aggressively on her phone, making the guardian look at the messages.

(Y/n): what the hell? - confused -.

🕝~🕝~🕝~🕝~🕝~🕝

(Y/n): Do you want to have a picnic?

Mk: That's right - he confirms -.

(Y/n): Hmm, I think that's not a bad idea.

Mk is happy to hear that, it makes him feel more secure to continue with the date without insecurities.

Mk: Come, follow me - he takes her by the hand and they walk towards a blanket on the floor along with a basket - what do you think?

The blanket was red and white checkered and a typical picnic basket.

(Y/n): It seems good to me mk - she says - mk lets out a sigh and adjusts his jacket nervously.

(Y/n): is that a candle? - points out - he looks at the blanket seeing a candle.

Mei why did you have to put that there!, thinks mk.

Mk: of course not! - grabs the candle and throws it to the other side - hehe...

This falls next to a small pile of earth, the smell of smoke manifested itself in some dry branches, invoking an eye among the mountain of earth.

🥪~🥪~🥪~🥪~🥪~🥪

(Y/n): Why a place like this? - looking at him -.

Mk: It was mei's idea, she said because she had a nice view of the countryside, besides there isn't any civilization as you like, right?

(Y/n): Well, yes - he looks up - I have to say that she has good taste.

Admiring the place, pure vegetation inhabited the entire field with some dirt from the factory, the sky was clear making the sun shine all over the place, luckily mk was able to find a tree.

Mk: Um, I brought some sandwiches - take two out of the basket - I never knew what kind I liked, so I decided to bring any kind.

(Y/n) grabs the sandwich and takes a bite, she just admires the place, mk starts eating anyway, Sometimes he turned to look at her, without her noticing, he thought about what mei had said, does he like it (y/n)? He's not sure, but if he had feelings for her, he'd be afraid that feeling would make him walk away from her for fear of being rejected.

(Y/n): mk....¡MK! - shakes it -.

Mk: eh - coming out of his thoughts - what's up?

(Y/n): I was talking to you child - raises an eyebrow - how much are you thinking?

Mk: eh, well I - blushing - I was thinking...

Before being able to speak, an earthquake began to manifest itself, the two young people searching with their eyes for where it originated, (y/n) strangely captures that a pile of earth was approaching towards them.

(Y/n): call me crazy, but is it me or that land is heading towards us - missed -.

Mk looks at the pile of dirt rapidly approaching them, he gets up, summoning his staff, getting defensive; The land was getting closer, but suddenly it stopped, a demon full of garbage came out of it.

Demon: I Tǔ dui! - arrogant - appears before you mortals.

Mk was upset that someone interrupted them on their date, because he can't have a quiet day with (y/n), without fights, without someone wanting to kill him, is that too much to ask?

Mk: hey, um...tû duchi - nervous - you can go, we're a little busy.

The outraged demon, as I call it, makes the ground shake causing mk to stumble, dropping his cane.

Tǔ duī: how dare you speak to me like that - offended - mortals know nothing of manners.

Mk: what do you want? - clenching his fists -.

The demon pulls something out of the mound showing the sail that mk had thrown.

Tǔ duī: your shiny little thing burned down my house of twigs - angry -.

Mk: man... I'm sorry - he passes his hand over his face - if you want I'll help you make another one.

Another tremor manifests itself.

Tǔ duī: Making it was a challenge since I was little in order to have respect between my tribe, and you want me to do another one?! - even more angry -.

The demon takes advantage of the fact that mk did not have his cane, makes a fist of earth appear and directs it towards him, mk, seeing that they were going to hit him, tries to grab his cane.

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¡¡ZAAAS!!

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The fist of earth impacts with something creating a pile of dust, Tǔ duī upon feeling it begins to laugh, but it does not last long when he sees a blue force field in front of him, Tǔ duī seeing clearly, is scared by the darkened look of (y/n).

(Y/n): How dare you try to hit my date...- gloomy -.

Mk is shocked by the force field surrounding them, wait a minute, I call him his date!! His face turns red, (y/n) turns to see mk, realizing that he was watching him, he tries to hide his face.

(Y/n): are you ok mk? - worried -.

Mk: y-yes I am - stutters - .

(Y/n): So get up and grab your staff - invoke his spear -.

Mk stands up holding his cane and stands next to her.

Tǔ duī: What are you going to do, fight me? -begins to laugh-.

With a blue aura surrounded between the two, showing an expression of fury.

Tǔ duī: ha...ha .......oh.... - clears throat -.

(I skip time because I'm not good at narrating fights ;_;, I'm a disappointment)

Tired and covered in dirt, mk sits down on the ground, head down, why does everything have to go wrong? He just wanted a quiet date with (y/n), but when fate appears he plays badly.

(Y/n): hey, are you alright? - He sits down beside her - .

Mk: Of course, I'm great! - raises his arms - it's not like a demon interrupted our picnic, it was all a failure - he frowns -.

Silence reigned for the moment.

(Y/n): What was the condition that I told you? -looks at him-

Mk: not worry so much...

(Y/n): and what did you do?

Mk: I worried too much for the date to go well - look away -.

(Y/n): I understand your reason mk, this is my first real date, not an outing, not visiting a friend, just dating someone you love.

Mk: - He turns to look at her, blushing -.

(Y/n): I don't care that everything goes well just being with you is perfect - rests her hand on his shoulder -.

Reflecting on what was said, mk smiles at her.

Mk: And now what do we do?...there is still a long way to go until the end of the day.

(Y/n): I think I have an idea.

🍜~🍜~🍜~🍜~🍜~🍜

Pigsy: order list ! - passing two bowls of noodles -.

They were in the pigsy restaurant, this was the idea that our (y/n) had, the guardian begins to eat , while mk only stared at her food, drawing the girl's attention.

(Y/n): are you going to eat?

Mk: This was your best idea - smiling a little -.

(Y/n): I can't think of another place but this - he wipes his mouth - also, he trusted pigsy that he won't put something in my food.

Pigsy: ¡¡hey!! - behind the counter -.

Mk laughing, grabs his chopsticks, pensive what (y/n) had said before, just being with him is enough for her, she'll keep him in mind next time...or he's not sure.

Mk: Um, do you want to make another date next time? - he asks nervously -.

(Y/n): I'll let you know when I can - she had already finished eating - i have to admit that I had fun, of course this was not planned, the devil thing and stuff.

(Y/n) smiles at him showing his fangs, mk is surprised, because she almost doesn't smile like that, that makes him feel special.

(Y/n): well I'm leaving - ruffles his hair - bye mk.

Mk: yes...goodbye - he says goodbye with a dreamy look - not being in the place anymore, mk composes himself to eat.

Pigsy: you know he left without paying, right? - with crossed arms -.

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Mk: oh...he he... - he looks at him nervously -.

🌺~🌺~🌺~🌺~🌺~🌺~🌺~🌺

(I'm sorry if you have spelling mistakes, as I said, I speak Spanish and I'm still studying to learn English, let me know if there's a mistake, thanks)

#lmk mk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #monkie kid x reader #mk x reader #lego monkie kid #monkie kid mk #lmk qi xiaotian #qi xiaotian x reader

[abihastastybeans]

@jilymicrofics - January 2023

Prompt no.22: Rumour (ao3)

Falling down ungracefully onto the seat next to Lily Evans on the Gryffindor table, Sirius Black gestured at the empty seat on Evans' other side and gave a satisfactory nod when Remus took his place there.

"Morning, Lily!" Remus smiled.

Lily looked around warily before returning the greeting. "Morning, Remus," she said. "You look… excited."

Sirius pulled the plate of bacon sandwiches towards him. "We are all excited, Evans!"

Lily's eyes followed his hands as he piled up various food on his plate. "And why is that?"

"We have learnt some interesting news," Remus said. Sirius mouthed him an encouraging 'good' behind Lily's back.

"Really?" Lily asked, oblivious to their real intentions. She turned and addressed Sirius. "What is it?"

"Oh, it's nothing, Evans," Sirius said. "There's just this rumour going around." He winked at her and took a big bite of his sandwich, which tasted extra delicious that day, probably because of the combined taste of victory which was surely coming their way.

Lily's eyes grew big in excitement. "What rumour?"

"Apparently," Remus continued - Lily turned her head towards him again - "You, Lily Evans, fancy a certain someone."

Sirius couldn't see the expression on her face but from the way she entirely stopped moving, he knew she probably looked like a deer caught in headlights. He grinned and took over from Remus.

"And this certain someone has been head over heels for you for a while, so we were thinking…" he paused and looked her straight in the eyes. "What are you waiting for?"

She matched his gaze just as strongly. "I don't understand what you are on about."

Sirius broke their eye contact for a moment and glanced towards the Great hall's doors. "Well, you better understand quickly because the subject matter just walked in."

Lily's head whipped around at a speed that would break any ordinary neck and before they could say anything, she was downing her coffee and getting up from the table.

"I'll see both of you later," she said, sending them a strained smile before dashing out of the hall.

James joined them at the seat which was just vacated and stole a piece of bacon from Sirius' plate.

"What's the deal with Lily?" He asked. "She looked very eager to leave the hall?"

Sirius shared a smirk with Remus. "We don't know," he said and smacked James up his head. "Don't steal from me, there's a huge platter right in front of you."

You have no idea how hard i had to resist myself from making a Fleetwood Mac reference T_T

#jily microfic #jple #abi's fic

[forgwater]

Victorian Savanaclaw Headcanons:

warning: I'm here to brainrot not to be completely historically accurate. None of this is planned so I'm writing this as it comes to me.

Victorian AU

Feel free to send requests and asks about the au.

characters are aged up.

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Welcome to the Savanaclaw Villa!

Here you have to earn your keep. Most of the residents here are also the help, ah but do not worry, they are well recompensed for their time and effort. The Villa is welcoming to those who want to make a name for themselves, regardless of where they come from. One must be persistent to be able to serve under the King of Beasts, after all.

...Hopefully you can hold your own here.

The Residents:

Leona Kingscholar

Leona was a prince. The second born one to be precise, his older brother, Falena, became king while he was still a teenager and after his nephews birth, Leona received the title of duke.

Although, not particularly fond of children, his nephew, Cheka, can't seem to be able to keep away from his beloved uncle. Much to Leona's chagrin.

Leona prefers sleeping the days away, so you should count yourself lucky to meet him. Or at least that's what he'll tell you.

Rumor has it that he's moved to the Villa in an attempt to escape something... or someone. No one really know the true answer as to why he lives here now. Has he been sent away? Exiled? Good luck finding out since he isn't exactly friendly.

Some even say he's moved in order to avoid an engagement. Wherever he goes, he just can't seem to catch a break when it comes to rumors like this.

Everybody seems to want something from him, and it's getting on his nerves more and more as time passes. But, he'll humor you if you can do something for him in return.

Ruggie Bucchi

Having lived his whole life in the slums, having only his grandmother and the street urchins as family, Ruggie tries to make the most of everything.

He's worked numerous jobs, both legal and illegal, starting as a petty thief at a very young age, pocketing everything he could get his hands on and fit in his clothes. He's mainly worked alone, joining hands with others only for bigger jobs.

Ruggie knows the back alleys like the palm of his hand. No policeman has ever managed to apprehend him and he's got a bit of a reputation from it as a slippery one.

He's always thinking of how to get a better deal, a master haggler is what he is... though, Ruggie would like to get a taste of the finer things in life.

And luck seems to be on his side when he hears from the friendly owner of the curio shop that someone living at the Savanclaw Villa is in need of someone to do a job for them.

Now, what was the name of the guy? Leona, or something, right? He'll need to make his way to the meeting place before someone else does.

Jack Howl

Coming from a moderately big family, Jack thought it might be a good idea to move somewhere on his own. And with his parents approval and encouragement he started looking for places to rent.

Jack moved to the Savanaclaw Villa in an attempt to make a name for himself and to prepare himself for the future.

Although he may look tough and scary, he's quite a softie under that rough exterior.

Jack's a reliable one and will own up to any mistakes he might make. He's also a decent kind of guy and he'll stand up for what he believes is right. So, hopefully your ideals align.

Jack won't mince his words no matter you status. He would be upfront even with a king. Many would say that his honesty is foolish, but Jack doesn't care about that. He cares about becoming a respectable person not only in his social circles, but also in society as a whole.

If one is ever in need, then Jack is a good person to go to. He'll try his best to help a friend or someone he respects. Though, you should expect to hear his disappointed words if your predicament was brought upon you by your own bad choices. Mind you, he'll still lend a hand.

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[ithebookhoarder]

Hello. I know you might not think this idea is cool but it’s how I include my disabilities in my Oc that is a mirror of me in the Star Wars universe. Force lightning disease is when your heart is damaged and you have cardiac arrests through out your life. But that’s not totally what I’m asking. I’m asking for How Anakin and Obi-wan would react to Y/n being afraid of water like she won’t drink it afraid (that’s how I was for 10 years after the March 2011 tsunami)

SW: Reaction to a reader who is afraid of water

A/N: Thank you for sending this in and trusting me with this. I’m honoured you chose to share this about yourself, and I just want to say I'm always here for anybody if you ever want to talk about stuff. 

Also, I decided to do this in two prompts if that's ok? As I felt there were two prompts here, between the mention of aqua-phobia and then the Force lightning disease. I'll tag you in the other one, which I’m finishing as we speak @jedigeneralmollykestis 💕 I should also say I’m not a medical expert, nor someone who has firsthand experience, so if I get something wrong I’m sorry and please let me know! 

(Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader) & (Anakin Skywalker x Reader)

Well, both of them would be incredibly concerned about you and your fear of water. 

It would be obvious to them both that you were frightened of bodies of water - to the point it raised suspicions. However, they probably wouldn't fully understand how severe it was until you ended up in the medical bay, having passed out from dehydration, after refusing to drink. 

After asking the masters who knew you best, they learn of your history and where your fear comes from - whether it’s from an incident involving yourself, or someone else involving water. 

The first thing to say is that neither one of them would judge you. Not at all, as everyone has something they struggle with and this is it for you. Maker knows they've both experienced enough trauma of their own to know it isn't some trivial thing to resolve.

I feel Obi-Wan would be best at trying to help you with mindfulness-based strategies. By that, I mean he would be knocking on your door bright and early, dragging you off to practice yoga, meditation, or even deep breathing exercises. 

He is persistent, but also patient - so will spend as long as it takes to help you try to channel your fear and to control it. 

He's also organised as hell, so if you have medication to take, you know he has it all memorised. He’ll be there, ready to make sure you take it, and on time. 

He also is keen to help ensure you stay hydrated, whether it’s from agreeing to supplements, an infusion, or eventually working up to other liquid beverages. 

By this, I mean he will make you tea from his own collection, and will ensure he distracts you with conversation so that you don't notice it as much as you slowly sip it. 

“The best tea is drunk slowly, and savoured. So don't rush,” he’d smile, encouraging you. “Tell me what you taste.”

Anakin would help you too, but would be better at assisting with more practical and physical strategies. 

For instance, he is keen to help you with exposure therapy. After all, getting back in the saddle quickly is usually the best kind of response to these kinds of things - in his mind, anyway. 

He wouldn't want to rush you though, or overwhelm you. But he is keen to help expose you in small doses, whether it be dipping your toe in puddles or washing your face in the sink. 

He is sensitive, however, and will be watching you like a hawk. He can’t help it - he’s protective over you, and is quick to keep track of your reactions, thoughts, feelings, and sensations in order to help you manage your anxiety. 

If it’s too much, he’s quick to reassure you and pull you back. 

“It’s ok. I got you. It’s alright. You’re alright.”

However, when you do make a step forward, he is the first to praise you. 

“You did it! That’s huge, Y/N!” 

He also helps you develop routines for other things, like hygiene, sharing how he used to manage back on Tatooine. As he explains, he often went without water for long periods of time, or had very little, so got creative when it came to using plants, elixirs, or powders to help with cleanliness.

This helps your self-esteem too, as you feel less awkward about your inability to have a shower without having an episode that leaves you shaking. 

As you learn to challenge your fears, both would help you develop strategies to cope with those thought patterns and beliefs.   

They’re always there if you ever want to talk to them about it, and would treat anything you told them with the utmost sensitivity and secrecy. 

They would also be keen to help you when you progress to later stages of treatment, where you may decide to work on feeling comfortable swimming or getting into bodies of water. 

I wrote about them before helping a reader learn to swim, which you can find here and I feel it would basically be the same here, just with extra support and encouragement. 

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[meadow-dusk]

Challenge: Tag a couple of your mutuals on this ask and give them a compliment. Go ahead, brighten their day. 🌟

this is such a cute ask, thanks anon!! I'm gonna do ten and try my best here.

(the number of things I wrote about you is just a function of how well I know you but I am so grateful for each of you!! 💕)

@ratherbewithmydog

SISTER ^ that's always to the tune of "Sisters" from White Christmas in my head, obviously (or maybe it's Gabriella and Taylor comparing their nail beds in HSM...🤔)

getting married this month!! everyone say congratulations!!!! 🎉

awesome supporter. texts me encouragement in the middle of long runs

joined Buffalo Springfield Friday wholeheartedly after I introduced them to her on a beach day ("Stills sun, Richie rising")

most varied music taste of anyone I know and good taste in TV shows too, esp smart comedies

#1 confidante forever and ever amen

@chrysochromulina

the first person ever to dm me here (it was about my tags on her amazing gifs of Crosby & Nash singing Long Time Gone)

I still remember being really excited someone reached out directly to me. thank you for that 😊

absolute sweetheart and she has proven it through and through

super smart scientist out there making a difference in the way we treat the environment

top 0.005% of David Crosby listeners (Spotify wrapped 2021)

@kingon33

I have to talk to her everyday or something isn't right

called me out for saying "pizza is just a canvas" on which many potential variations can exist.

don't say that to an Italian ^

literally inspired me to share my thoughts on music using tumblr because of how she does so openly and skillfully!

fierce advocate for underappreciated artists. especially the ones she loves most.

country music expert with a beautiful voice

@freshwatercatfishjpegimage

incredibly kind thoughtful and supportive no. matter. what.

seriously such a good friend.

I can go to him at any hour of the day/night with an obscure Neil-related comment and he will understand me completely, and vice versa honestly

extensive knowledge of animal facts

extensive knowledge of the Buffalo Springfield

extensive repertoire of memes that always suit the conversation

keeps me in the loop on Gen Z language (I had no idea what "pog" was, dude.)

@itbe1964

so open and loving!!

tells it like it is

hard-working. back at it getting a degree now

honestly THE Stills girl™️. She just is. We should double-date sometime 😂

or at least those CSNY ice cream pajama parties she's always talking about...

I'm forever mad at Tumblr for not letting me talk to her normally. I will be so thrilled if it gets fixed.

@vintagesoul1975

amazingly hilarious

unapologetically awesome

classy and respectful

I always love when she tags me on things !!

Bee Gees superfan in my mind. You're who I think of when they come on now

@satyraspenser

purest love for David Crosby I have ever seen!

really knows her stuff.

look. there can be multiple David girls. It's what he would want.

sweetest commentary and tags

your story about Farm Aid like literally made me cry one day

@moptopper

fellow Laurel Canyonite at heart

really supportive and sweet. always willing to listen. I felt comfortable sharing with her almost right away

also a David girl. You guys go hard, you know that?

very smart and very well-spoken

@fancycolours

as of today, the birthday girl!! HBD Lexie 🥳

I can't hear Chicago anymore and not think of her!! she's the queen

ps okay I heard "Lost in the Woods" from Frozen II and it sounds like a Chicago homage to me. Do you agree???

so giving and kind!

always sends asks (and occasionally images of Neil 👀) my way

@suitejudyblueeyes

insanely creative.

like, inspirationally so. her gifsets and photosets made me want to step it up

so much love for her faves

uses the cutest tags! sometimes I'm just like yeah, you know what you're right, they ARE "soft" 🥺

I heard two Steve Winwood songs in a row today and thought of you immediately.

hope all you guys have an awesome day/night/weekend thanks for being in my life

#asks #YAY #mutuals

[fluorescentbrains]

ok genuinely I'm sorry for bringing this into your inbox but I saw your recent post about this channel & I guess I just need someone to vent to. mr ballen posted a video earlier this month about a case where the victim was a friend of mine. I have no idea if it's one you've watched recently but it has over 6 million views at this point so you might've seen it. I don't follow his channel and haven't seen any of his other videos, it's just that her case has been covered by true crime types several times over the years, I keep an eye on them even though it usually fills me with rage & other mixed emotions (one recent video got her name wrong in the title). fwiw his wasn't the worst I've seen and he plugged her father's charity at the end. I have a real distaste for true crime frankly, I guess for obvious reasons - even the folks who do it to "spread awareness" are really only rehashing the worst and final moments of someone's life, in service of feeding their own brand. then I get to see that people left comments talking about how her music sucks and her parents are bad and weak people for how they responded, a few saying she deserved to die because she was an sjw (in 2013 which was before "sjw" was even in the popular lexicon), and to top it off, several d*pp stans in the pinned comment whining that her father's charity (which is for raising awareness of male on female violence) ignores violence against men. I don't know why I'm sending this, I'm not mad at you or anything it's just a jolt every time I'm reminded. I don't want to leave a comment on the video where it will just get buried and probably piss people off.

she was a great and a WHOLE person and it's hard to describe how surreal and unsettling it is to see her story, and her parents' story, being spread with a "MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY" warning and an 'omg!' reaction thumbnail to literally millions of people, most of whom are just rubberneckers and fans of the channel mindlessly consuming crime content. you seem like a thoughtful person & I guess I'm just trying to tell someone that she was here and people knew her. she was incredibly outgoing and considerate and engaged with the world, socially conscious in a conservative small town before it was cool, genuinely a people person, she always encouraged me to come out of my shell (even though she was a year younger than me). her hair is short in most of the pictures shown in the news but I always remember it long. she was tiny and willowy but had a big personality and always seemed confident. she was a great musician & fledgling composer, every time she came over to my house she'd beeline right to our piano. she taught me how to play Ingrid Michaelson's "The Chain" and we'd sing the round part together. her singing voice at 19 is instinctive and raw and striking and I wish more people had heard it. she really was just getting started. this is a Bon Iver cover of "Skinny Love" that she did that I like to listen to sometimes (she's singing and playing the piano) -

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLSELs5ArN4

this is another song she wrote with a friend:

https://soundcloud.com/ian-nytes-1/resonance?fbclid=IwAR3YIM6D04Vp6miUzizzVOEFcJzbfTxJz8jYsMPoTIaRIKhyqy69g5J7aUQ

i’m really sorry to hear about your friend. honestly the comments on his videos are often pretty awful and victim-blamey no matter how the story is presented in the video. people are always trying to convince themselves nothing in these stories would have happened to them because they would have been tougher or smarter. I hadn’t watched this one; i avoid his true crime videos (and most other true crime content in general) because it does leave a bad taste in my mouth. I looked into it out of curiosity after getting this ask and it is a terribly sad story; I can only imagine how hard it must have been for her family and friends.

for me, seeing someone say anything that i know is misrepresenting/misunderstanding a real thing that happened, even something i’m not that personally invested in, is really maddening and has gotten me into many a blow-out fight, so i can see how watching all of this play out would be incredibly frustrating. i think while it’s pretty normal to have a morbid fascination with scary things that have happened to other people, a lot of the people who watch these videos are just mindlessly consuming, as you say, and have no respect at all for the dead or traumatized. even if content creators try to be respectful, their audience usually isn’t. i’ve rarely seen people pull off respectful true crime content and sadly mrballen is not one of these people; he’s just too clickbaity to cultivate a respectful and restrained audience.

I listened to the music you sent. her voice is very beautiful. it is a shame more people don’t remember her for the person she was rather than the way she died.

#anonymous

[thebibliophilebygoldberg]

Booksgiving!

Hello everybody! So recently it's been brought to my attention that booksgiving isn't all that popular? Which is crazy because it's so much fun! My friends and I are participating in this fun activity this year and I literally cannot wait! Anyway, here's how it works!

Introduction to booksgiving: The basis of booksgiving is almost completely like Secret Santa. Only difference is that it's for a different holiday and it's specifically for books. Everybody has a secret person who they need to get a book for.

(Protip: You have someone and someone has you, but you don't necessarily have each other)

Setup for booksgiving: If you're doing this in person, you can put everyone's name in a hat and have everyone draw from the hat. If you get yourself, simply call for a re-draw or swap with someone else. If you're doing this virtually, you can find a randomizer (random.org is a good basic one, although I suggest making a class dojo for your group and using that randomizer). Just make a list of the people in your group and pair them with whoever the randomizer puts out.

(Protip: I suggest getting a person not in the group to randomize the names if you are doing this virtually. Otherwise, whoever set it up will know who they have, and that's no fun)

How to participate: Now that everyone has their assigned person, how do you participate? This is the fun part. Pretty much you want to stalk your person on all their social so you can figure out what kind of book they like. You could just ask but they'll likely figure out you have them, which is lame. If social media isn't an option, consider making a group chat. You can have everyone put their interests, taste in books, favorite authors, etc. in the chat so that you don't end up giving someone a book they would hate. Another safe option is to just give them a book you recommend.

Completing Booksgiving: Ok, so you've selected the perfect book. Now you have to get it to your person. I suggest having a Friendsgiving and opening them all together. If you're doing this virtually, however, simply wrap and ship your book to your person. You can open them together over zoom!

(Protip: Don't put a return address! Keep them in suspense)

(Another protip: Send your book at least a week before Thanksgiving)

Spicing up booksgiving:

~ Wrap the book all fancy! I like to use Pinterest inspiration and make my gifts all cute before I send them.

~ Annotate the book! If you're sending a book you've read before - maybe even your favorite - annotate the book! It is a lot of fun for your friend to read your thoughts.

~ Add some handmade book accessories like bookmarks, or book cozies/sleeves.

I hope you like this idea! This really is a fun game to do with your friends and I encourage you to do it if you can! It's not to late for this year!

See you later,

#booksgiving

[ajaxsbeloved]

Hello! Can i request mildly posessive childe with a reader who only dates people she really loves. and when she really loves someone, she gives them her all. like when childe comes home he’s pratically tackled to the floor by the reader. and when he hugs her she’s snuggling into his chest. so like during sex since childe is posessive he’ll tell her how the reader belongs to him and how good she is for him? Thanks ^^

just for me 🍧

order for: childe

flavor: smut

order summary: childe loves that you’d do anything for him and only for him

warnings: clearly stated fem and afab reader, service sub reader, childe getting a little subby but not for long, possessive childe, praise, blowjob, overstimulation (reader and childe), usage of pet names (angel, baby, girlie, princess), mentions of cervix kissing, deepthroating, and sex toys (vibrator)

[this idea has me screaming and kicking like a child oh my god anon you’re a genius]

childe knew, he knew that you were someone who was an all or nothing kind of person. he knew that when you loved you loved like it was your job, you devoted yourself to him and your relationship with him which was something he valued more than anything in the world. he knew that you gave him your all and he knew that the minute he asked you to please him you would.

“you’d be a good girl and suck me off if i wanted you too right girlie?”

and so here you were, on your knees with your hands wrapped snuggly around childe’s oh so soft thighs. placing light kisses inside his legs not far off from where he wanted you, he sat quietly looking down at his pretty doll and his hand found purchase in your hair. tugging softly he urged you to look up at him, he felt a shiver go down his spine when he met your eyes. looking up at him so sweetly with a smile on your face, you made him just want to devour you.

“get to the point baby”

his said it softly but his tone was almost threatening, not that you’d disobey him in the first place. you give him one last kiss and suck just a little bit in hopes that the contact will linger, though you don’t need to hope when you get confirmation as childe’s breath falters.

you send him another sweet smile and start digging into your meal. licking up and down his shaft you close your eyes and just enjoy yourself, even without him fully in your mouth (or other places) he feels so big. you can feel the veins and you kiss his head gently before you begin to twirl your tongue on his tip. childe lets out shaky breaths and allows his head to fall back at the warmth of your tongue, using the hand that isn’t holding him up he weakly pushes your head down encouraging you to take more of him.

you smile as you feel his grip only slightly tighten and you hum in satisfaction feeling him slide into your mouth, a whimper quickly spilled out of him at the vibration which reminded him of something else that could vibrate. sneakily he let his hand roam around the bed for a moment only to find his phone, you were too focused on tasting him to notice what was happening until you felt a buzz on your clit. moaning in surprise you put more pressure on your tongue causing childe to groan at the tightness.

“how could i ever forget about my pretty baby hmm?”

your hold on his thighs gets sturdier as you continue to moan around him, remembering that you had a job to do you continue to bob your head up and down on him.

“a-ah god… so good and all for me fuck”

your head spins at the praise, he’s always been like this. he has such a way with words, it hits you right in your slick and you feel yourself moan again at the rasp in his voice.

“you’re such a pretty girl aren’t-haa aren’t you baby? mmm so perfect and all mine-hnnng just like that…”

with a new found vigor you slam him harder against your throat, no longer caring to take your time or feel each inch of him. the slight burn in your throat only pushes you to swallow him deeper wanting to feel him hit the back of your throat the way you feel him hit your cervix.

“AH-fuck fuck (y/n) slow do-haa slow down princess”

his hold in your hair tightens and you can feel his thighs tense around your head, oh how much you wish he’d just suffocate you with those beautiful things. you can’t help but moan around him at the mix between his cock so far into your throat, his thighs nearly crushing your head, the overwhelming vibrating on your clit, his groans and whimpers practically screaming at you to keep going.

finally opening your eyes to take a good look at him you find his beautiful blue eyes already glancing your way and without being ready he bucks his hips into your mouth, you push yourself onto him as much as you can and close your eyes again savoring the warm salty taste of him flowing into your mouth. childe can hardly think, his thoughts blurry and mind dizzy at the sensation you give him. it was all too much, taking all of him in overflowed your senses as well and you find yourself too cumming as you whimper around his cock still stuffed inside your mouth.

letting out a loud whine he throws his head back further and bucks his hips as far into you as he can, his tip hitting the back of your throat causing you to gag as your eyes roll back. his breathing is quick and choppy, his hand still loosely in your hair but he can’t find the strength to tug on it any longer.

overcome with pleasure childe shakes in your hold and leans down to hold your head in his arms as a means of steadying himself, his cries loud and his voice breaks everytime you slam your mouth back onto him.

“AHH-AH PLEASE (Y/N) HAA THATS-FUCK BABY THATS ENOUGH HNNG”

you tighten your hold on him and smile on him once more before slamming down a few good times with all your might. his legs shaky and unstable, eventually after a few moments he lets go of the way his arms wrapped around your head sits up to catch his breath.

“god-that was so good. you’re so good for me arent you? you’re all mine angel.”

he coos as he moves his hands to under your jaw pulling you up from his bottom half, he smiles to himself at your tired state and pushes you down onto the soft mattress behind him. leaning down to connect his lips with yours you gasp at his hand now on your thigh, the vibrator still ringing at your most sensitive area, the vibrator that you completely forgot about. being too focused on childe’s secondly orgasm you didn’t have time to realize you too came again and suddenly you’re taken aback by the sensitivity in your lower region. you moan into his mouth and chase him as he pulls away, moving to your nape he presses soft kisses while his hands continue to explore your body.

“i’m not done with you just yet princess, you did so good for me just like always. you deserve a reward don’t you?”

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Could I get some Gojo face sitting please 👉🏻👈🏻🥺 Maybe with a chubby reader?

fool for love - gojo x reader (2.25k)

gojo asks you to try something, and you can never say no to him. 

(warnings: nsfw, afab reader, fem pronouns (pet names). explicitly chubby reader, mentions of worries about weight/body. cunnilingus/facesitting)

Sometimes you think it’s a good job that you and Satoru Gojo are a couple; you’re absolutely certain that nobody but you would put up with him. You’re totally convinced that you’re the only fool in the world who sees his arrogant smirk and the thrust of his chin and the cocky set of his shoulders, listens to him go on and on about himself and about his work and about his strength, and wants to kiss him instead of kill him.

You do kiss him, coincidentally. A lot. Partly because when he’s kissing you, he’s not running his mouth – partly because the taste of his lips on yours and the feel of his hands on your waist, pulling you in, is addictive. You can’t get enough of him – and luckily, it seems that he can’t get enough of you either.

So when Gojo had thrown out this suggestion, casually, as if he was asking you what you two were going to order for dinner that night (you’ve never seen Gojo make anything more complicated than a ramen cup), it had not taken you long to agree.

Faced with it, though – Gojo situated on the bed, arm stretched over his head, grin on his face – you begin to wonder if maybe it’s such a good idea.

“Don’t back out on me now,” he says, the cocky grin not leaving his face. “I’ve been dying to taste you for hours.”

You shift uncomfortably on the other side of the bed, suddenly horribly aware of the curves of your body. No matter how Gojo’s words send a thrill through you – you know from experience he’s good with his tongue – you can’t deny that you’re a little afraid.

It’s easy to forget the difference between the two of you when he’s got you pressed underneath him on the mattress, cock plunging in and out, mouth hungrily kissing every patch of skin he can get at. When Gojo looks at you with his hair falling in his face and his eyes like starlit galaxies, you feel beautiful – but you’re not sure if you’ll feel quite the same way straddling his face.

He sees the way you bite your lip, the anxiety beginning to show in your gaze – and Gojo softens. You see him like this rarely (he’s proud more than he’s caring), but he’s shown this side of him to you every so often, when something has made you draw in on yourself. One of his hands wraps around your bare shoulders, pulling you to face him.

“Hey, doll,” he says, pressing his nose against yours affectionately. “What’s got you pouting, huh?”

“I . . .” You swallow. You feel so embarrassed admitting it! Gojo has never said anything about your body beyond how much he loves having your hips to hold onto, how he loves your thighs wrapped around his waist, how soft and warm you are tangled up beside him in bed – but your insecurities always seem to flash back up at the most inopportune of moments. “I’m just . . .” You blink, biting your lip. Your voice comes out in a soft breath. “I’m worried I’ll be too heavy.”

Gojo’s eyebrows draw in. You must have seen him without anything shading his eyes a hundred times now, when the two of you are in the bedroom, but you are still knocked back by just how pretty he is – the constellations in his irises, the fan of his white eyelashes against perfect skin. The expression makes his mouth jut out, so kissable that it takes your breath away.

“You’re not going to hurt me,” he says, as if the very idea is laughable. “I could lift you over my head right now--”

He reaches for you as if he’s going to do it, arms locking about your waist – the tension breaks as he effortlessly pulls you back, your body landing on top his. He doesn’t so much as let out a ‘whumph’ of air at the sensation of your body hitting his.

“I’m the strongest, remember?” There’s more than a note of swagger in his voice; he is so very proud of that accomplishment. You suppose he has every right to be.

“I guess,” you breathe, and he makes a soft harrumphing sound before his fingers twist into your hair, pulling you close to him to kiss you.

“You guess?” He sounds mock offended against your lips. “I guess that means I’ll have to show you exactly what I mean, huh?”

A nip at your lower lip; his hands roaming your bare back, stroking the curve of your ass and hips. Everywhere Gojo’s long fingers touch leaves a trail of fire behind, like he’s branding you with the pressure of his fingertips. You imagine them leaving glowing trails behind the colour of his eyes – but the coil of heat that they’re helping stoke, low in your belly, is more red than anything else.

“How’re you gonna do that?” You breathe against the softness of his mouth. He tastes like sugar; he always does. You can’t get enough of him, dizzy and breathless. You would gorge yourself on him if you could.

“Take a seat on your throne, princess,” he grins, letting his head hit the pillows hard. His pale hair spreads out all around him like a halo as he moves a hand from your hip to tap his mouth with his fingers. “And find out.”

You guess it would shut him up. Gojo’s mouth can’t keep moving if he’s got you occupying it. And you also can’t deny that the thought of it – riding his face – is more than half of the reason your inner thighs are slick with your arousal. Still . . . what if you really are too heavy for him?

Gojo murmurs your name softly – you meet his eyes again, and you see softness and tenderness reflected in them, despite the fact that his mouth is still shaped into a cocky smirk. You know if you say no, he probably won’t push you. But . . . you don’t want to say no. You push yourself up from his chest.

He’s still wearing his underwear, and you wonder if he can sense how damp you are where you briefly straddle him – because you can certainly feel how stiff he is, the outline of his cock pressing against silken boxer shorts (yeah, of course he’s a silk underwear kind of man – you’ve seen them countless times, but just how Gojo that particular detail of him is never fails to make you smile).

“Okay,” you breathe. “I hope you’re comfy.”

Gojo’s face splits into a grin as you move yourself, your knees suddenly either side of his face, his cheeks pressing against the softness of your thighs.

“Babe,” he starts to say, “I’m absolutely the com—mmppf--”

His gloating is cut off by you sitting on his face. The whisper of his breath across your heated folds as he’d spoken had been too tempting, your sex feeling like it was pulsing in time with your heartbeat – and so, you’d given in. Using your hands as leverage on the headboard of the bed, you’d sunk fully onto your knees and muffled Gojo’s words.

Oh, God.

Your mind blanks out at first, as Gojo’s tongue goes at you hungrily. For his first hungry licks at your core, he’s voracious – he seems to want to drink you up like fine wine. Gojo does not drink – you know this very well – but if he could get drunk on your slick, you think he’d already be unable to stand up. One of the hands on the headboard goes to tangle in the fluffy strands of his pale hair instead, and he looks up at you for a moment, pausing with the flat of his tongue pressed against the throbbing bud of your clit.

The sight of his eyes between your thighs almost pushes you over the edge there and then – looking down at him feels like tumbling down a rabbit hole, like you’ll never be able to pull yourself out of their lovely depths. He makes a soft noise against your folds that has you practically vibrating, your toes curling – and you realise it’s a question.

Maybe he’s asking you what’s wrong, maybe he’s asking you if you want to stop, but your mind is all hazy from the feeling of his mouth on you. So all you do is tug at his hair and gasp, your hips rolling forward against him to try and coax his tongue into flickering across your clit like you’re longing for it to do.

“Satoru,” you whimper, voice all thin and reedy like a prayer, and Gojo does not need any more encouragement than that to return to his work.

Gojo’s hands rest on your hips and even you feel small for a second, the length of his fingers and size of his palm almost overwhelming. There’s so much power in the way he holds you – so much strength behind the casual clench of his fingers into your plush. He keeps you anchored there as he uses the flat swathe of his tongue to lap at you all at once, briefly teasing your entrance before he twirls his tongue around your clit like someone licking whipped cream off of a fancy dessert--

He’s caught you watching him do exactly that out of the corner of your eye many times before, and grinned at you widely with a hungry murmur that he’ll devour you in exactly the same way if you want him too.

Does he not need to breathe?

You lose track of how long you’ve been sat on his face for. You can’t think of anything else with the warm, wet muscle of Gojo’s tongue teasing you. He thrusts it in and out of your entrance, making your entire body jerk and your walls try and cling to him, constrict around him. He flicks his tongue so fast over the bud of your clit that you can’t understand how he does it, it can’t be human to move that fast--

All through it, the tension tight in your stomach is getting hotter and tighter and needier, like a instrument's string being tuned to its breaking point.

You can barely breathe. There’s nothing but Gojo’s insistent lapping at your core, the thrust of his tongue in and out of your channel (has Gojo’s tongue always been so long? It feels just as good inside of you as his fingers always do, but different--). Your hips are rocking and grinding against his face against your will, your fingers twisting into his hair. You’ve lost your senses completely in the chase of your release, hovering tantalisingly close--

Gojo gives your clit one final, soft lap, the barest hint of his teeth against the hood and you burst into bloom for him like a flower. The string snaps and heat floods your body, Gojo’s name escaping you in a wail. Fireworks burst into being behind your eyelids.

Gojo’s tongue follows through, coaxing you through the soft, gentle aftershocks of your orgasm even as your thighs are trembling and your grip on the headboard is beginning to loosen. If it weren’t for his hands on your hips, you would probably fall forward and hit your head on the wall, passing out – but Gojo’s assessment of his strength wasn’t for naught, and your spent body is being pulled down so your heated cheeks are pressed against Gojo’s firm chest. You blink up at him in your exhausted, pleasure-drunk state--

The entire lower half of his mouth is dripping wet, glinting with your arousal and his own drool from how hungrily his tongue was going at you. But his eyes are as sharp as ever, drinking you in like you’re the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen – as if he can’t believe that you’d ever doubt yourself.

Nobody would believe you if you told them how Gojo gets, sometimes – if you told them about the smile-softened eyes and the softer words, the way he holds you like a precious treasure that might break at any moment. He leans down and strokes some hair from your eyes, almost lazy.

“I told you I was the strongest,” he says, and even though it’s a boast, his voice and manner is so soft that you barely register it. You’re smiling up at him like a fool. Maybe it’s foolish to love him as much as you do – but if it is, you don’t want to be clever. You don’t want to be anything but his, here, in his bed, sprawled out across him, lazy and sated.

You kiss the bit of his chest directly beneath your lips lazily, needing to express your affection for this arrogant, gorgeous, irrepressible (perfect) man.

He sighs at the contact, shifting – and you’re reminded of what’s currently lying beneath his own underwear, hot and needy and thick. It’s a testament to Gojo’s willpower he hasn’t mentioned it yet.

You smile at him. One more minute of relaxing on his chest – of having your hair played with, of getting to look at him . . . and then, you’ll see to that.

Gojo’s eyes are just as gorgeous when you’re knelt between his thighs as they are when he’s trapped between yours, after all.

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