#if u have any other questions ask away you always have interesting asks haha

[koolades-world]

one of my besties had me watch the madison beer mv of make you mine and it's actually such a good song. i love that the entire thing is jennifer's body themed. you know it's bad when i think of fictional characters while i listen to the song haha. sorry if mephi's dialogue seems a little ooc, not super familiar with his speech patterns yet

i'm really bad at giving things titles as you can see haha. highly recommend giving it a listen or listening while you read this <3

also i just learnt mephisto has an undercut? it's actually black so is purple not his natural hair color? he'd look really pretty with black hair but part of me wonders if he dyed it purple to look different from lucifer

anyways sorry this is so late! got busy hanging out with friends and the thing i had originally wanted to post wasn't ready, and i just really wanted to post this haha. enjoy :)

make u mine (mephisto x reader)

Mephisto had never meant to end up in such a compromising situation with the human exchange student, of all people. Not that it being anyone else would have made it better, but at least You looked absolutely ravishing in your party wear, and despite everything in him telling him to look away, he couldn't tear his eyes away from you. Had you placed a spell on him?

It all started with a few words overheard in a conversation between Diavolo and Lucifer. Of course, he hadn't meant to overhear what they were saying on purpose. He could thank the journalist inside him unconsciously picking up on many side conversations at the same time, and that one in particular happened to catch his interest. Listening to Mammon and Asmo talk about the latest party they were going to could wait. His attention was fully captured when he heard the phrase "exchange program." That phrase always meant a scoop was just around the bend.

He had no clue that this "scoop" would slowly consume every waking moment he occupied.

Once the time came that for the program to start, he didn't expect to be greeted with two very different humans. One was a powerful sorcerer he knew rather well, from a distance of course, and the other was a seeming nobody. He thought it was odd, but he wanted to interview you nonetheless to get your thoughts on the program. He was interested in learning about you. It started as the beginnings of an article he knew would perform well, and morphed into personal curiosity.

Getting you alone proved difficult. One of those pesky brothers was always with you, and they seemed very insistent on keeping you two apart. They must've received some kind of instruction from Lucifer, as even Satan seemed intent on staying between the two of you. He had been sitting the the RAD newspaper room, alone, pondering over this exact dilemma, when his problem resolved itself when you came barreling the room, slamming the door shut behind you.

"Hey." You were out of breath. Your hair was a mess and a half smile on your face. Your back was pressed to the door. The moment he made eye contact with you was a moment he couldn't quite put words to, despite being excellent at that. He found it hard to look away from you.

He was speechless at first at the crazy coincidence, as if his thoughts had summoned you. "Ehem. How may I help you?" He raised an eyebrow at you.

"Will you do me a tinsy little favor and hide me? Pretty please?" The way you batted your eyelashes at him made his heart immediately cave to your demands, but he knew he had a reputation to uphold.

"Will you agree to do an interview with me if I do?" He spun the question around on you. He had wanted to ask anyways. He wasn't one to pass up an opportunity presented to him on a silver platter.

"Deal. Quick, Lucifer probably wasn't far behind me." You rushed towards him, taking his hand. This shook him for the second time in less than a minute. Hurriedly, he shoved you behind the printing press that occupied one side of the room and turned it on to cover up any noise you might make. No sooner than he had done this, Lucifer threw the door open.

"Didn't you hear me knocking?" The demon looked just out of sort as you had, but angry rather than amused like you were. He hadn't seen anyone get such a rise out of Lucifer in a while. He was interested in hearing your story. Lucifer's eyes scanned the room in search of you, but only grew more irate upon finding nothing out of the ordinary.

"No. I'm busy." Mephisto turned his back to Lucifer to conceal his growing grin.

"Mc isn't in here, are they?" Lucifer remained in the doorway.

"What do you think? This a writing sanctuary, not a daycare." Mephisto picked up one of the papers printed, pretending to look busy. Lucifer huffed, annoyed.

"Watch yourself, cocky journalist." With that, Lucifer spun around and left the room. He left the door slightly ajar, making Mephisto the most annoyed he'd been during that entire interaction. After pushing the door shut, he called out to you.

"He's gone. You have quite the story to tell, hmm?" He grabbed his notepad and pen, beckoning you to take a seat on the couch beside him.

"Turn off the noisemaker, then we can talk." You sat beside him after coming out of hiding. With a playful sigh, he got back up to shut it off so he could really begin to talk to you.

That was his first real conversation with you without one of the brothers present, and he suddenly understood their desire to keep you to themselves. Thankfully, after that day, he had his foot in the door and you were more than happy to speak to him despite the brother's protests. The scowl on Lucifer's face from over your shoulder as you happily chatted with him was worth the world to him because Mephisto knew that Lucifer wouldn't try anything; not with you with your hands all over him, anyways. He adored being the center of your attention despite the fact that several brothers were watching closely. You often slipped away from the brothers and escaped to the room you knew he'd be in. He didn't know if what you were doing was intentional or not, but he began to grow conditioned to seeing you laid out on the plush sofa by his desk, or parked on the desk itself, waiting for him with a smile and open arms. It got to the point where he was certain he saw more of you that any of the brothers did.

He was unsure about how to feel, but he welcomed you into his life readily. It became more than just being with you to make Lucifer mad. It became being with you just to be with you, because he enjoyed your company. However, he always felt as if he left something to be desired when he thought about you. You always left his heart aflutter with your touches, even though he wanted to assume it was just how you behaved normally.

A hand on his shoulder, a hand on his arm, a hand on his. Sometimes, a hand on his waist, fingers looped through his belt loops. A hand on his chest, playing with his tie. A hand on his face, thumbs gliding over his cheeks. A hand on his thigh, hidden under the table.

They all drove him insane.

It was then he realized he harbored some sort of feelings for the human who'd initially started as just the topic of an article he was writing. He craved your attention and wanted to be as close to you as possible. He knew that went past what he'd initially thought about himself. While you were simply a human, you were a human who'd managed to capture the affections of the seven demon lords, and beyond.

A party at his place was what finally unraveled everything. Despite it being his party and therefore, the center of attention, he was only interested in one person. He knew you'd gotten ready in his bedroom as an effort to prevent the brothers from stopping you from going. They, of course, weren't invited, but he wouldn't be surprised if they showed up always once they realized where you were. He knew at this point, he should just give you your own room. It wasn't like he couldn't afford it. He had many empty bedrooms and could easily make one into yours, but he loved sharing his space with you. Something inside him loved seeing your things intermingled with his, and he didn't want to part with that.

But, he hadn't seen you since he went downstairs to begin greeting guests. His eyes scanned the room, searching for you. He thought he saw the flash of a familiar blond head of hair, but he swept past that. His gaze soon settled on the person he was looking for: you. You were chatting with another guest, but as soon as you noticed his stare, you excused yourself from the conversation to make your way over to him. He began to think about you, and how much happier he'd be once you were by his side. He greeted you enthusatically and told you how amazing you looked. You naturally slotted into his side, hands on his shoulders.

In his haze, he failed to notice someone behind him. They bumped into him, causing him to spill his drink all over you. He quickly turned to reprimand them, and to catch their face, but they had vanished into the crowd before he could. Mephisto clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do. The perpetrator had been swallowed by the evermoving crowd of people. Instead, he went back to you, and decided to help you get cleaned up. You seemed nonchalant about the entire situation, and were happy holding his hand as he dragged you up the stairs to his room.

"Mephi, there's no need to be so worked up. It's a simple fix. If the stain doesn't come out, it was only twenty bucks anways." You kept pace with him.

"It's a matter of dignity. Whoever that was embarrassed me, and now I look like a total moron." He couldn't look at you. His face was most certainly red.

"Not to me you don't." Those words quelled the inner calamity he had a little.

"Well, either way, the stain will set in if we don't do something about it now." He pulled you into his room and locked the door behind you. The last thing he wanted was some nosy demon wandering in after the two of you. If you didn't care what they thought, why should he? But, he didn't want his time with you to be interrupted.

He peered into his closet for something for you to wear. Usually, you had clothes here, hung up, something he was rather proud of, but everything but a couple R.A.D. uniforms were gone. Earlier that day, he'd instructed his staff to wash all your laundry, clean or not, with a new detergent that the both of you quickly fell in love with at the store. It had become both of yours, in a way, and he went feral over the idea of the brothers constantly being reminded of him even when he wasn't around through you.

"Do you want to go back to the party?" He leant out of his closet to yell to you.

"Depends. Anyone important down there?" You responded through the shut bathroom door.

"Not really. Lord Diavolo couldn't make it tonight." He already knew what you were going to say in responce.

"Then we can just get ready for bed. My RAD bag is in here somewhere, so I don't technically have to go home. If you'll let me stay, that is." He heard you laugh through the door. He chortled to himself at that too. You didn't even need to ask anymore. You slept in his bed with him, for crying out loud. You even had your own D.D.D. charger for his house at his side table, right next to his.

"Are you alright with wearing my pajamas to bed? Yours are in the wash." He riffled through his wardrobe to find a very nice pair for you. He eventually settled on one of his sets of black silk pajamas. He wasn't sure if the pants would fit you, but at least you'd have a shirt.

"You know me." You extended your hand through the cracked bathroom door, to which he tossed the clothes into your open hand. You caught them, and snapped the door shut again to put them on. "Mephi, the pants are a little big." He heard you say through the door. Just as he thought. He'd never actually seen you in a set of his clothes before, so he silently prepared himself to feast his eyes. Despite this, he was not ready for you when you stepped in from the bathroom. The blank pants were draped over your arms, and the black button up top fell to your mid thigh. "Just hang these back up. No use in trying that." You put them back into his hands, and threw yourself down onto his bed. He did as you asked, and sat next to you.

"Are your other clothes still in the bathroom?" He studied your side profile.

"Yeah, on the counter." You answered his questions.

"I'll be right back. I'll give those to one of my staff, who'll get the stain out and get it looking brand new." He moved to get back up, but was stopped by your hand reaching out to him.

"Not yet. Let me enjoy a little time with you first." You whined. He couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'll be quick." He moved to get up again, but this time, you got up before him and pushed him back down onto the bed. You straddled him, hands on both of his shoulders, pressing him into his bed.

"You've got no choice now." You triumphally smirked down at him. He knew he could easily get up, but he knew he wouldn't. You knew that too.

"Mc..." He was rather amused, but he couldn't stop from thinking about his feelings for you. Most of his confidence went out the window with that thought.

"I win." With that, you draped yourself over him fully, and Mephisto basked in your attention. As he thought more, while he really didn't want to, his heart told him now would be a great time to tell you how he felt. With the thought of now or never echoing in his brain, he opened his mouth again.

"Mc, I have a confession." He was nervous, more than he'd ever been. But, he was too deep in now to back out.

"Hmm?" You didn't sit up, and remained with your head on his chest.

"I think I'm in love with you." For someone usually so eloquent with his words, these were raw. Thankfully, they seemed to strike a chord with you. You perked up. He studied your face closely for any sort of negative reaction, but none came.

"Can I kiss you?" He was almost stunned by your reciprocation. He wasn't quite sure exactly how you felt yet, but that could wait until after his kiss.

"You may." Spilling that drink on you may have been the second best choice he ever made, the first being deciding to write about you to begin with. He was one lucky demon.

(end was a little rushed cause i'm sleepy haha)

#obey me #obey me! #obey me x reader #obey me satan #obey me lucifer #obey me mephisto #obey me mephistopheles #obey me mephisto x mc #obey me mephisto x reader

[energywarning]

Thank you for answering my questions! They're so detailed! One more: how did new agent 3 meet little buddy and why did they decide to stick with them?

(Ill refer to my neo 3 as harper bc neo agent 3 is a mouthful so is neo3 to me and n3 can be misread as just 3 so. ^_^)

As a child, harper always had an interest in fashion, though due to poor advices, they ended up in modeling. for fashion designers. After a while, the weird life and the diets were too much to bear, and they realised they much prefered creating clothes first and foremost, (though their acquired modeling skills would come in handy, much cheaper to pose yourself than paying for a model. So theyre not too mad about it... they guess)

Unfortunately. When someone quits their job . They quit having money LOL. buying materials to make clothes and all.. that costs. They. like many other squids and octos in need for cash did turf matches battles and all of that. But they started to hate the place they lived in, harper wanted something new for a fresh start. They felt stuck! And so lonely.

So They said goodbye to their previous life, and took the train to splatville. with the little cash they had left, they could afford only a few nights at some shitty hotel before shit hits the fan severely.

After they arrived at splatville, harper dropped their bag in the room and immediately picked any and all quick job they could find to afford a few more nights at the hotel, then to afford to share an apartments w a roommate or two...( better be realistic.). Then to just... pay their share of the rent.

Deliveries, odd designing gigs. battles.

and salmon runs .

their last salmon run had been... a disaster, to say the least. Shit teammates, shit, shit shit shit. They were so mad ! So so mad and they looked at the ground, desperate to find a pebble or a can or anything to kick with all the strength they had left in themselves. They didnt find Jack shit, funnily enough.

They went home, still as pissed off.

Saw their shitty roommate who stabbed them w a fork just last week, decided to just go to the bathroom and take a shower and like. rot in there hopefully.

In the bathroom they drop their duffle bag to the floor, open it to take their towel n stuff...

And its ripped to shreds, what the hell ? They rummage thru the bag a bit more and. Something bites them

Oh ok i am just losing it they think. They move their hand away from the bag annnnd. A smallfry is hanging on to dear life to their hand.

Wait. A SMALLFRY?? OH MY GOD THE SALMONOID INVASION IS REAL- oh hey he looks kind of. Sad. And hungry....

they felt really weird. And their previous thoughts of "throw that little thing back where it comes from" from like 0.2 seconds ago suddenly made them feel very guilty.

Harper hears a loud clack of the main door to the apartement and realises their roommate left. So they go to the living room, searches for smth in the fridge and gives him some food that he immediately eats. After that its mostly like. Oh ok i give that little fry some coddamn food and all and i hide it from my roommate. Also you are my little buddy so it is your official name now :)

Anyway one day . Like a week after they found little buddy they lose their septum piercing and after looking for it for 3 hours straight harper decides to give up and cry in a corner because that bitch was expensive (for them...) when they hear little buddy jumping around... he walks away and they follow him. Only to see him... glowing?- OMG MY PIERCING.

And they realise that little buddy wants to help them like they help him :") and its then that they truly become best buds.

Harper was very lonely before, but now they got a friend :^) even if he still rips their clothes up sometimes

#this one is shorter than the others hopefully u dont mind... #if u have any other questions ask away you always have interesting asks haha

[lunarcat982]

Untitled book

ok so here's chapter 1 of a story I'm writing I've already written the first 3 chapters so will prob post them at some point. Also this is rly long so if u want me to post further chapters like split into different posts or something js say! and pls give ideas and feedback (it won't be perfect so I'll defo need like improvements lol) :))

Chapter 1 

Meet Felix 

Felix sighed as he walked down the crowded hallway of his school, his thoughts drowning in the chatter and enjoyment within his peers. you could vaguely hear his timid footsteps echo around the school. He had bags under his eyes with a tint of red. He’d been crying again. It was so hard sometimes… It hurt. He couldn’t bear it. It was the end of another day just like the others, painful, emotionless and hell.  Felix's phone buzzed in his blazer pocket, probably mum or dad asking him for something as they always do.  Oh… it was Isabell. They used to be friends a few weeks back, good friends, but she said she wanted to find some new ‘people’ and maybe find love, or some generic shit like that anyway. He couldn't remember what she said exactly, but it didn’t help with his mental state, she was one of the few people who kept him at least a little happy in this fucked up world. Haha probably the only person, and then when she went away, he couldn’t help feeling empty and alone, not even his parents talked to him anymore. 

Apparently, she wanted to meet him somewhere today at 4:00, she wanted to talk about how things are going and maybe hang out a bit more. Felix managed a meek smile, maybe he did have someone to relate to, maybe his existence wasn’t so meaningless. He was getting his hopes up, that was the mistake. 

Felix walked up the steep hill that led to the long winding road that accommodated his house. His feet gently smothered browning leaves that had recently fallen from their respective branches. He had already started conjuring up what to say, what to ask. The only problem was getting out of his house after he was in it, of course mum would start bombarding him with questions about girlfriends if he brought up the fact he was going out with a girl. He would have to lie, not that it meant anything, it was almost instinctive now. He just couldn't get why they didn't understand he wasn't interested in any girls! It angered him more than it should have. 

He had arrived, he stood tiresomely in front of the bleak grey door he knew only too well; something about impressing the neighbours, his mum had said. Lazily he pulled on the handle and slowly opened and closed the door. Nothing, he was safe. Carefully Felix ascended the stairs and changed into something more suitable than his confining uniform; and yet even after this he still felt constricted by his parents' choice of clothes, he yearned for something more…  expressive. It-it didn't matter now, he had to go, he was going to be late. He was downstairs now, and was about to leave, but. 

“And just where do you think you’re goin?” her voice was slurred and slow, she had been drinking again. Felix sighed, “I-I’m going to see a friend”

“Which friend!” His mother snapped at him drawing another gulp of wine from one of her already half empty glasses. 

“It’s a boy mum! Okay?” Felix said, actively avoiding looking at the mess, which was his birth mother, he couldn’t stand to see anyone, not even her like this. 

“Eugh, fuckin’ hell Felix, you keep on seein’ all these boys, you’re gonna end up a fag,” 

Felix shut his eyes and tried ignoring the comment, even though the anger was begging to be let out. He never supported his mum’s or, well, the whole town's view on the LGBTQ+ community. But he couldn’t think about that right now, he needed to go, and with that his mum slunk back into the living room in which all the blinds were drawn down, and Felix swung the door open and slammed it shut behind him, ready to see an old friend.    

He was starting to smile more now, he felt heavy weights he’d been carrying for God knows how long lift off him. He felt a sense of escape rush over him; escape from his family? guilt? He wasn’t sure, but it made him feel better and that's all that mattered right now.  And then it hit him, they hadn’t even organised an area to meet up. That was stupid of him. He quickly pried the phone from his pocket and texted asking to meet at… maybe Grey Heart woods? Yeah, that was a good place, he had an idea of something to show her. Felix smiled at the thought of this, he hadn’t been given the chance to express his interests for a long while now and he was eager to do so.  His phone buzzed in his hand “yh ok” she replied.  

15 minutes later Felix was outside the field by Grey Heart woods, he used to hang out here, back when everything was simpler, and he didn’t feel alone all the time. This was where he first met Isabell, they were both 13, wow 2 years ago. Heh, time flies when you have nothing to do with your life. 

At this moment Felix realised Isabell was nowhere to be seen, he checked his phone: 16:01. She was late, eh it was ok people are often late- he had suggested the meeting spot rather late. It only bothered him when he was late, he couldn’t stand that- it made him very uncomfortable; he still wasn’t sure why. 

5 minutes passed and eventually he saw her come out of an opening to the right. She still had glasses although they were new, a ginger ponytail hung from the back of her head and she seemed more confident than the last team he saw her, taller too.  He put on a smile and tried cleaning the mop of black hair that draped over his forehead. In truth he was nervous, it had been so long, and he didn’t want to lose this like he lost it before. 

They walked towards each other, both smiling, “H-hi!” he said, raising a hand to wave, his attempts at hiding his nervous-ness were poor. “Hellooo!” she giggled. He smiled at this, she hadn’t changed, quirky and weird. 

“Heheh, so how have you been? It's been a long time, "he said, more confident now. “Well, let's see, parents still divorced check, no friends check, oh! And still single, definitely check," "and you?” she asked with a beaming smile. 

“Wow ok, let me think, I’ve been rotting away in my room, been crying in the school bathrooms and been completely and utterly alone,” he said, hinting at how much her sudden leaving hurt him. 

“Yeah, I’ll cheers to that!” She said, distracted, looking into the woods to the left of them both. “So, you wanna go in?” she asked signalling towards the woods 

“Um yeah sure,” “I actually have something to show you!” he said remembering what he was planning. “Oh, you do, do you?” she said once again with that cheeky smile. 

They’d been walking for around 5 minutes into the woods now and Isabell was getting restless, “when are we getting there?” she asked. 

“Hehe don’t worry we’re nearly there, I promise”,  

she wasn’t convinced, he could tell. And she was starting to move her body closer to his as they walked.  That was... new, eh it's probably nothing.  

Finally, the pair came to a stop in front of a large tree, around 5 metres up the trunk were 10 wooden planks nailed into various branches, although some appeared to be losing their grip and leaning off the edges.  “Um what's this?”  

“A treehouse!” He said. He was feeling more open with her now, he didn’t mind her judgement. 

“okayy , how are we gonna get up?” she said a little more interested now. 

“Ladder!” he said, smiling and gesturing towards an arrangement of horizontal wooden slabs scaling the trunk of the tree. 

Isabell frowned at the state of the wood but climbed it, nevertheless. Felix followed her up, close behind, smiling more and more. He missed this place.   

Eventually, the two of them had reached the top, Felix was surprised at how well the place had held up, only a few patches of moss growing here and there. “So, what were you gonna bring me up here for again?” She said, her voice smoother and fluid. It was probably just him. 

“Well,” he said, a little nervous, again, “I actually wanted to show you something I’m really interested in… paradoxes!”  he said, smiling once more. 

She frowned at this, “what?” she said coldly. 

“Y'know, a statement or question that contra-” 

“Are you kidding me?”  

“W-what?” 

“I’ve been acting like all nice for you, like we used to be” “And this is what I get…” “Felix, I LIKE you”  

“I” He didn't know what to do, he was panicking and confused. 

She sighed, “I guess I’ll have to do it myself” she whispered as to not let him hear. He did. “Felix, I’m sorry” she started cooing, that same smooth tone in her voice again, “come on we can just be together, I Know you like me” she started moving towards him on her hands and knees. He froze, he didn’t know what to do and was so confused. She was on him now. “W-” he managed to get the start of a word out before she pressed her lips against his own, closing her eyes she moved her hand to his cheek. He felt her tongue progressing towards his mouth, his back now pressed against the wood beneath him, as she leaned into him. He was scared, so scared, he didn’t like this. Without thinking he pushed against her, releasing himself from her clutch.  She got back onto her knees and looked at him with disgust. He hadn't realised, he was now crying, and his eyes were now red with worry. “Fuck you!” she said now angry, “Y-you freak!” she was hurt too, and he could tell in her voice she was on the brink of tears herself.  Without warning she descended the ladder two steps at a time, and ran away from him, all the while he sat there, tears rolling down his red cheeks.  Felix sat there for half an hour more, crying harder than he had in months, as that word repeated over and over in his head, “Freak”. 

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[wheneclipsefalls]

Hi darling! I just wanted to ask bc u was curious ab Kxolo's experience with others before Neteyam and maybe how Neteyam would react if finding out that Kxolo was hus first time but he wasn't Kxolo's?

Ooh I love Ma Neteyam questions like these!

I'm not sure how much of Kxolo's past experience I want to divulge right now but I will say he did have a decent amount of one night stands or little flings.

(slight Ma Neteyam spoilers below)

However, this has been common knowledge for Neteyam for a long time, even before their relationship. Simply because he has been heir to Olo'eyktan his whole life it would be assumed that many men and women would be interested in him. Before Kxolo ever took Neteyam, he had heard of the handsome neighboring Olo'eyktan and with that comes an assumption that many have been and would continue to be interested in getting closer to him. Furthermore, for Neteyam he has grown up with a family culture where he has been super sheltered and kept away from sexual advances but his younger alpha brother has done nothing of the sort.

It may not be fair but Neteyam has grown accustomed to his parents being more cautious with his endeavors because he is an omega and giving Lo'ak a longer leash since he is an alpha. This isn't always the norm for every omega, if you look at Vamai for example, but it is what Neteyam is used to.

From their first sexual encounter Neteyam was very aware of the fact that he was super inexperienced compared to Kxolo. Even without the rumors it would have been easy to tell the contrast in the way the Olo'eyktan holds himself and is comfortable and confident in his advances. In many ways, Kxolo is the first person to truly teach Neteyam fully about sex and all the joys that come with it.

Neteyam isn't necessarily jealous of the past relationships since Kxolo has always proven himself loyal and most people know better than to try persuing him any more, but it does make him a bit insecure about living up to what the alpha has experienced in the past. He wants to give the Olo'eyktan as much pleasure as possible but he is still very new to this whole thing and harboring some bashful behaviors. Luckily, Kxolo is always there to reassure him. To explain that the love and intimacy they share is far greater than anything he has ever had before. To tell him that there is no one else who can make him feel the way Neteyam does.

That was probably more of a response than you bargained for but I can't help myself haha

Thanks for sending in such a fun question<3

#ma neteyam thoughts #ma neteyam #omega neteyam

[sgnjimmy]

✓𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 Part. 3

vinny hong x gn!reader

A/n: brain going brrrr w this. (and WTF is this anyways). i'm ignoring canon bc that shit hunts me every day, our man does not have a break, lemme tell u. fun fact i did this during class cuz who tf participes in PE??

A/n (2): for some reason i'm not feeling this so ignore any mistakes again. 🙏😭

Part. 1, Part. 2, Part. 4

"you were right, this is really good" you comment still chowing your food. after what he had said to you vinny told you to wait in a bench while he went buy the food for you both. now you two are sitting in the same park you had encounter him a few weeks ago. enjoying each other's presence, the feeling being oddly familiar.

"it's good to see you're still cycling" "it always made you feel better, from what i remember". little did you know it wasn't riding a bike that made him feel better, but you. you always hyped him up, and praised him, saying he looked cool and all. it never failed to make him happy. you never failed to make him happy. vinny feels his cheeks heating up thanks to those thoughts, he tries to hide it by lowering his head, hoping you wouldn't notice. it's been barley five minutes and you're already making him feel things, damn it. "fuck" he mumbles under his breath.

"vinny, you're okay?" "..hey, don't look down, it doesn't suits you" when you say this you softly reaches for his chin with your hand, making him look at you."there... much prettier" that damn smile again, vinny swears you're doing this on purpose, there's no other explanation. "yeah, y-yeah" "i'm good" he replies, missing your touch when you pull your hand away from him. "you sure? you're a little red." you ask concerned."no, yeah- i'm okay"

"...alright" "oh, right! so how's your mom doing?" he tenses up after hearing that. what's he supposed to say... that she's incredible sick and he's worried something bad could happen...? he doesn't want to think about it right now. "...she's sick" vinny get's visually uncomfortable talking about this so you pick it up fast enough."prefer not talk about it, right?". "yeah.." you hear him say.

"and how about that girl? is she your girlfriend?" you ask to try to change the subject "what...? NO no, she is not my girlfriend." "she's not..." he's looking at you so flustered you can't help but laugh. he's cute, you think. "haha, okay okay..." "hm, do you have a girlfriend or a partner?" you're ask picking at your food. "i- i don't, no..." his head falls once more, and the look you see on his face is kind of... sad? "hey hey don't worry about it!" "is okay if you don't date, or don't want to talk about it" he nods slowly but then suddenly looks at you "do you? do you have.... a partner?" he's staring at you with such a intense gaze, it makes you feel nervous. vinny seems genuinely so interested and curious so he waits for your answer. "eh, no- well, not currently..."

"ah..." "wait, but you did?!" vinny throws you off balance asking that, why so many questions? and about your dating life no less... he could just be curious about it, your inner voice tells you. you guys don't see each other since you were nine, your life charged since. is understandable him trying to catch up...

vinny's mind is running wild at the moment. you had dated?? with who? when? how? what...? i'm mean is true you were incredible, and still seems to be so. and holy shit you're gorgeous, really really gorgeous. he could imagine someone falling for you. he's just... he... he doesn't know how to call what's he's feeling. it bothers him to imagine you with someone. imaging you laughing so closely to someone, or going on late walks... he thinks, what if he was the one you call partner...?

wait, what is he thinking? god, no- no, stop. you're just his friend. his best friend or more like his ex best friend... anyhow, he shouldn't think those things about you. you're free to date whoever you want and do whatever you want... vinny can't help though, he wishes you'd choose to do those things with him. maybe you would... he stops himself from going any further in his thoughts. vinny knows better than that, those kind of things never work out for him, and besides... why would you ever choose him.

(no one asked for this sequel but, hey 😀... also i'm genuinely going w the flow, had to stop myself from making it longer.)

and for my vinny tag list (anyone who wants to join massage me or just lemme know, i'll add you): @vinnyshongf

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[linagram]

To each of the prisoners: Define love.

To each of the guards: Define justice.

OH THIS ONE IS INTERESTING...

Akio: Do I have to answer this.. Why would you ask me that anyway? Is this because of the answer I gave during my second interrogation?.. Fine. I think love is.. Always staying by your lover's side. Never leaving them. Never betraying them. Always being honest with them. Being so loyal to them, you could die for them. Um.. Haha, so he never did any of those things..

Aimi: Hmm, I've never had a significant other, so it's hard to say, haha.. Well, I think love is when you two feel safe around each other! It's when you can trust your partner with anything and know that they won't break their promise and they won't leave you no matter what you do. And no matter what, they will never judge you. Ah, I think you can say the same about platonic and familial love too!

Shun: U-um.. Let's see.. Well, it's obviously going on dates and.. Uh.. Doing all the romantic stuff, y-you know?.. D-do I have to tell you all the details?.. Y-you're looking at me like I don't know anything about romance. And I do know about it, please believe me! I mean, I did have a girlfriend.. A-anyway, love is something that I will never be complete without. I need to be loved. It's like.. If I'm loved, it means someone in this world appreciates me, right? They would probably be sad if something happened to me..

Naomi: Um.. I never was that interested in romance, so I can't really- Hm? It doesn't have to be romantic? I see.. Well, I can't even tell you that much about platonic love.. I'm sorry, I'm really boring when it comes to that, haha. But if I had to think about it more.. Maybe it's when others don't expect anything from you? You can be anything you want to be and you're still wanted and appreciated.. It sounds nice when I think about it, actually.

Kei: Heyyyy, didn't you say that someone like me can't know anything about love? Haha, well, as I've said before, I believe that pain and love can't be separated. Why? The thing is, if someone puts you through so much pain every single day, but you still choose to stay with them and don't even think about leaving them.. Yeah, that's love to me. And if you truly love someone, you'll be okay with them hurting you in some way. That's what Mom used to say. And I love her. You love her too, Eiji. You've never even tried to run away, after all.

Eiko: You're probably not gonna believe me, but I actually wasn't interested in love at all until I.. well, met that guy. I thought it was just a stupid waste of time, just like friendship and all that stuff. But hey, of course I felt lonely. My relationships never had any meaning, the only somewhat deep relationship I have is the one with my dad. So, if you were to ask me about love.. I think love is when your relationship with someone has some kind of meaning. Maybe it makes you happy. Maybe it wants you to keep living. Maybe it makes you feel like you have some kind of purpose. You just know that if something happened to that person, you would feel like your life has become incomplete. That's love to me.

Asahi: E-eh?.. I know that I'm more mature than other kids, but like.. Ugh, fine. So, uh, I think love is when someone gives you everything you could ever want from them. N-no, I'm not just talking about food and toys and that stuff! Though that's also important, of course.. But like.. I-if you asked them for a hug, they'd be okay with it.. And if you asked them to spend time with you, they'd still agree even if they're busy.. A-anyway, I know I'll be popular when I grow up, but right now I don't care about all that. I just wanna have fun and I don't want to think about anything.. Uh, "serious".

Yurika: Your question is simple, so my answer will be the same. It's what I felt for my boss. S-she wasn't just a manager to me. She actually gave me a reason to live. She showed me that I still have worth even if I'm not that smart, not that hardworking and not that productive. She's not like my parents at all and those guys are rich, but still wanted me to work! H-huh?.. "Did you see your manager as your lover or your mother figure?".. Uh.. B-both?

Riku: Let me think.. Well, there's many different types of love, you know? I don't really know which one you want me to talk about.. Oh, so like, love in general? Um.. For some reason, it's still hard for me to think of an answer.. Maybe something like, even if you get sad or angry sometimes, they still understand you and still willing to listen to you? Like, they won't go "Come on, cheer up already!" Oh, also they respect your privacy and personal space, that one's important. Even if I love them, I don't want them to call me at 3 am and start telling me the tragic story of how their cat died when they were eight, thank you very much.. Y-yeah, that did happen to me once.

Reina: I don't know much about it, so I'm afraid my answer won't be that interesting. But maybe.. it's when someone still wants to be with you even if they've seen your worst qualities? No, I don't mean any of that "But I still find them beautiful" kind of stuff. That's actually kinda concerning. It's like, they won't leave you if they see you fighting with someone and yelling at them, but they also won't tell you that you were in the right for acting like that, if you really were in the wrong.

Eiji: It's when all sinners get what they deserve. They get the punishments that fit their sins and they have no choice but to accept it, meanwhile the innocent ones get to finally live a peaceful life. And before you ask me, no, nobody in this prison is innocent except me and Guard 002.

Miki: I'm not really as passionate about it as Eiji-san, but.. I think it's when people who did something bad without any reason and don't feel any remorse get.. I-I don't want to say "punished", but.. Basically, they're not able to do anything to the innocent people anymore. I want to believe that everyone in this prison is innocent and everyone had their own reasons and if it wasn't for those reasons, they would never kill anyone.. But I'm not so sure anymore. So if someone in this prison really is guilty.. I guess I'll have to make sure they don't hurt the innocent.

Hiyuu: I think it's when all people are treated as equals. Even if someone is guilty, I won't treat them like a villain. I will punish them, because that's my job as a guard, but it doesn't mean I genuinely want their life to get worse and it doesn't mean I want them to die. I just want them to see what will happen if they continue to act this way. Pain is the worst thing that could ever happen to anyone, so I believe that even if that someone really did something bad, they should be treated with respect if they're in pain. So you can trust me, my punishments won't be that bad, haha.

#*grabbing the mic* DON'T LISTEN TO HIYUU HIS PUNISHMENTS WILL BE BAD. THEY WILL BE BAD HE'S TRYING TO FOOL YOU- *i get taken away* #i can talk for hours about the expectations duo btw. #both of them are so terrifying and will only get worse in s3 but i also feel so bad for them #tune in for another episode of “sanada family love each other so much but their relationship is so SO TOXIC” <3 #if you're wondering yes yurika has accidentally called takame mommy at least once. #imagine me sitting with dark circles under my eyes and staring into emptiness while typing #“nobody is innocent except me and guard 002” #eiji.. sweetie.. are you sure about that.. #AND YES MIKI IS GROWING SHE'S FINALLY ACCEPTING THAT SOME PEOPLE NEED TO BE PUNISHED YIPPEE YIPPEE THIS WON'T GO WRONG AT ALL!! #❔answering asks ❔ #👑prisoner 001: miyagawa akio👑 #🌸prisoner 002: hanasaki aimi🌸 #💔prisoner 003: ishizu shun 💔 #🌿prisoner 004: chiba naomi🌿 #🍓prisoner 005: sanada kei 🍓 #💎prisoner 006: yoshioka eiko💎 #🍬prisoner 007: yano asahi 🍬 #🎀prisoner 008: maruyama yurika 🎀 #🎸prisoner 009: kuroki riku 🎸 #🎭prisoner 010: himura reina🎭 #🗡️guard 001: sanada eiji 🗡️ #🌼guard 002: andou miki 🌼

[lyomeii]

Yandere Platonic! Maria Agriche

->warning:isolation, yandere theme, manipulation, blood, injures, spoilers if u finished the first season,

->request by anon! I don't know if you do platonic yanderes with minor characters but I saw your deon post so could I request maria agriche x child!reader? How odd, that my mind fantasizes her as the mother figure I wished I had, haha ^^

->a/n: this one got my mind interested in writing! Specially with maria being deon mother and since I wrote for him before, why not about his mother?

-> your are the younger sibling of deon, and of course, your mother being Maria making things a little harder than you wanted or expected

-> since you could recall your memories, you notice something was wrong with you, unlike the older kids, Maria would always pay more attention to you than anyone, more than her husband, more than deon, her fully attention is directed at you even when you are doing anything at all or when you failed something, she keep saying that you should keeping trying, not beating you up.

-> training was kinda different than you expected, instead of being throw around knives and high chances of dying with your older brother, she made you trained with her, only her and when you questioned your brother to train you (he accepted your request), Maria yelled at him and brought you back to her room, not letting you interact with Deon.

-> and most of the time, she would easy on you, that what you noticed and so Deon , who made you train with him in secret, as result, you gained some cuts and bruises but you so felt relieved, after all, Deon was the first person to treat you as equal and that continues to happen more, yet you are stupid enough to see that any of the injuries of bruises aren’t deep compared to your others siblings.

-> Maria was not happy when she find out your little escapes to training with your older brother,she got angry of course, but not at you as you expected, but deon, and she send him away in some mission that you won’t see for months, and now you are stuck with her :) and the letter Deon writes to you never arrive if someone give the paper to your mother.

-> never left the house, according to your mother, anyone would try to hurt you and kill you at the first glance, even with so much training, she doesn’t believe that you will survive outside the manor.

-> locking you inside your bedroom when she has to leave the mansion, according to her, for your best! Sometimes Deon enter your bedroom to gives gifts, foods and clothes that he brought from his missions, he adores seeing his younger sibling smiles to him, because of him, you are experiencing news things.

-> the others residents notice her attitude with you, how much happy and smiling maria is around her favorite child, some didn’t care and still don’t but some, such as roxanna and jeremy care, and sometimes try their best to approach you, unfortunately maria is there to protect you from bad influences, that what your mother kept saying to you

-> the only time you have away from her is when Lante, your father decided to test you, if you are worth of living and surprise surprise, you survived even though with many scars and bruises on your body, you made it, getting lante proud of your training with you mother, little he knows it thanks to Deon that you survived that night.

-> after getting full of bandages with your body, maria after being convinced by deon who came back from his mission to let you walk around the state, it’s a reward, they said and after that, you will gain more gifts.

-> and now, you are exploring new areas around, the kitchen, where you asked the servants for sweeties, roxanna’s bedroom, who let you played with one of her butterflies, the medical room where you got more bandages and medice, and many places, leaving the basement for last

-> the guards protecting the basement didn glare at you, after all, being a child of agriche mean you are a demon reincarnated but that don’t apply to you at all, deep down, you still a young kid full of curiosity

-> roaming the basement, you see a man full of recently scars and fresh blood, but what call you attention the most is his appearance, white hair with golden eyes, never saw that before, could be that person everyone is talking about?

-> his lift his head to your red eyes, something common in your family, and closing his golden eyes, he waits for a punishment but received a head pat from you, shocking him. Why a child from the Black Agriche acts this way? Then he noticed the bandages in your body with the fact you look so fragile compared to the others, are you truly an agriche?

-> “ a candy for you”

-> you put a small candy inside his mouth and used your extra bandages and medicine on him instead of your own injures, making him feel different about you, was you really lante’s kid? Did the agriche kidnapped you as a baby? No, those red eyes confirm that you are truly related to the evil, yet nothing but good came from you.

-> when you finished cleaning his injures and putting bandages in his wounds, you gave him another head pat and said goodbye, leaving cassis even more intrigued with you, a small kid who don’t seem to fit the agriche family.

-> he needed to take you away from this hell

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

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[findafight]

i apologize in advance for the loooooong ask lol (and no pressure about replying if u dont wanna haha) but i saw ur post in the billy hargrove tag and thought it was an interesting character analysis! im a billy fan but im inclined to agree with most of what u said, and i think it's also interesting to compare him and max to zuko and azula. one thing i wanted to comment on tho is when u said "He's also just a racist asshole that has all the means to not be one and doesn't use them or ever feel bad about it."

i just wanted to offer an argument for that point, bc we see that billy's been abused since he was a kid and watched his mom be abused before him, and we also see neil throw slurs at billy, so it's not farfetched to believe his dad spouted racist shit around him too. he also still lives with his dad, and we see in their argument before billy goes to fetch max that billy's safety at home can depend largely on agreeing with and repeating what his dad says.

seeing as how his mom left, how susan doesnt stick up for him (doesnt she even avert her eyes when neil backs him up against his wall?), and how other older women seem to objectify and sexualize him, it also seems like he doesnt have any other adult support in his life--especially not at home where he's supposed to be safe. i would say all of that points to him not having *any* means at all to not be racist, esp considering that his safety might depend on whether or not his dad hears the wrong thing about who he (and max, since his dad seems to put the onus of her actions onto billy's shoulders) might be hanging out with.

he's not in an environment to recognize that racism is bad, and in fact i think it's an environment that teaches him by implicit threat that being racist might actually be something that could help him feel safe, if only bc it means his dad wont have one more thing to come after him about. what means does he have to stop being racist, when he doesnt seem to have external adult support? why would he feel bad about being racist when that mindset might offer him some form of safety? considering all that, i think it's actually surprising he doesnt throw any slurs at lucas (im not applauding this, just observing), esp when put together with how billy himself gets called the f-slur by his father. the importance of words and what you choose to say and what not to say, etc etc.

obviously racism is bad, and im not arguing against his actions *being* racist, i just think that saying he has the means to not be racist isnt entirely accurate. it would be like saying azula has the means to be a good sister but she doesnt use them or ever feel bad about it. that would be an unfair statement when considering how both she and zuko were raised to be pitted against each other, and she had something more to lose by being seen as the more powerful/superior/better sibling by their father. furthermore, the only kind adults in her life have left her with her father for various reasons (her mother & iroh). i dont think she had the means to be a better sister/person, nor would she ever have the need to feel bad about it, because she wasnt raised to look for the means or question why she would want them, if she even knew they existed. the same can be said about billy & his racism. i dont think he could even *start* to have those means, let alone use them, until he starts properly healing in a place he feels safe.

idk, just something to think about i guess. i hope this doesnt come off rude, this is meant as genuine discussion. 😅 people tend to look at billy's scene with lucas, pronounce him racist, and call it a day without considering the context he grew up in, and the fact that racism doesnt come from nowhere--it is always, always something you learn. billy literally says this to max: "i'm older than you, and something you *learn* is that there are a certain type of people in this world that you stay away from." sure he mightve just picked up racism from school or society or something, but with the context of his father at home and how aggressive billy gets with lucas in a similar way to how his dad just got aggressive with him, it makes you wonder how billy might have *really* learned that lesson.

anyways, i dont think he has the means to stop being racist all of a sudden, all by himself, and it seems unfair to blame him (from a narrative standpoint; lucas & his friends, however, have every right to go off lol) for something he cant necessarily choose to improve in his life when he's still living with his bigoted abuser. we dont know if he ever feels bad about it or not--we never see it on-screen but things between him and max certainly change enough for her to try desperately to save him in s3 where she's still (sorta-kinda) dating lucas, so i assume there was some kind of calm-down there, plus billy and max's relationship got to a point where max grieved him *so hard* she got targeted by vecna--but he definitely doesnt really have the means to choose not to be racist. i dont think he thinks he *can* choose this, nevermind discussing whether or not he could and chooses not to.

that being said, i do agree about how he didnt really have a proper redemption arc, or any chance at healing at all. sorry again for the long ask; im sending it cuz im genuinely interested in a good faith discussion. you said you didnt necessarily like billy but found his relationship with max interesting, and you said so on a post about healing & redemption. ive always found that billy's healing & redemption are intrinsically tied to his upbringing and his abuse at home, and i find that his racism is an extension of that in a way people dont acknowledge when making their broader points--instead saying that either the people who sympathize with his home life are excusing the racism, or the people who are naysaying his racism are excusing the abuse. theyre tied together, and i found that most of your post looked at billy fairly except for that one point about his racism being something he can choose--like his racism is something separate from his home life--so i thought id just. give it a genuine go. 😅 anyways, hope ur havin a good day!

Hi! So you've got some good points and in that post I didn't really touch on his racism more than the other things because that would be, to me, one of the things easiest for Billy to begin to rectify. Saying he has all the means wasn't correct though because he doesn't, and unlearning bigotry is not an easy thing, especially without support, but not an impossible thing. People can and do change their perspectives or beliefs even in environments where it is punished.

Reading your thoughts I think you are right in that it likely very much is linked to his abuse, in the way his father treats him and Susan's non-action. Him telling max that "you learn" s also interesting and I think does show that Neil encouraged racism and bigotry in general. The only positive interactions with older women he has is grown women sexualizing him, which is unfortunately never examined further in the show, and the only man we only see him interact with is Neil. So. He obviously doesn't have adult support in his life, we don't see him with any teachers but there's only so much they can do too.

However having adult support isn't fully necessary for him to realize his actions were wrong. I think I was sort of looking at how Max has also been in that house with Neil and Billy, and that Billy often does, like you said, emulate Neil or act as an extension of him possibly for his own safety, leading to his abuse of Max and his seeking of power and control in other areas while max pushes against that.

From the flashbacks in S3 showing Billy and max meeting, they look significantly younger, I'd say max was likely eight or so? And Billy about twelve. So Max has been in this situation for possibly about four to six years (considering she consistently calls him her brother, implying she is used to him as her brother not her mom's BF's son), and while we don't know how her mother treated her or allowed her to be treated, it would not be far to say that Max could have also acted and believed the same things as Billy as a form of self preservation like him. But she doesn't? And it could be that her bio dad still influenced her when they were in California, or that Susan did put more effort into protecting Max, or Max's own experiences at school enforcing that Neil was wrong. Idk.

For me, Max threatening Billy into not coming near her friends again could have been a point where he took a long hard look at himself and reevaluated what he was doing. Even without support he could go through that realization, and attempt to be better. He could have realized that max was not his enemy but in fact another frightened and abused kid. That could have been his gateway into breaking the cycle of abuse with max, and we don't see that. Very unfortunate.

And you're right! We don't know what happened between them during the interim of S2/3. For the most part, and I haven't rewatched billy s3 scenes in a while, he seems relatively the same as the start of s2 though. I don't think we ever see them interact until the sauna test and by then Billy is flayed and out of control. So we do not see if any repairs to their relationship were made, or if billy did work to change. I think if he did, the show would have tried to show us that his and Max's relationship was better, even if it was still rocky and that Billy clearly still had some issues(like those with older women). But it did not, and so we are left to assume he didn't change all that much between seasons.

Max has a lot of conflicting feelings for Billy, because she is scared of him but also sees him as her brother. She wants to have a brother she can rely on but doesn't. I don't think her desperately not wanting Billy to be a mind flayer puppet indicates their relationship was better, but that Max does care for him either way. He's her brother, whether or not they get along, and she does not want him to be involved or being manipulated.

When he dies, and max feels guilt for it, I sort of have the opposite interpretation as you. I see her immense guilt and grief from it stemming from the fact that Billy had abused Max, and at some point she likely wished he was gone, out of her life, possibly dead. Because she was a scared abused child. And when he died trying to save her all those feelings of guilt for wishing she never had to see him again compounded with a possible sense of relief that she wouldn't, because now he was gone.

I also think she wanted a positive relationship with him. She wanted to have a brother she could trust, who she didn't want to wish away. So her confusion and relief and guilt for his death are what leave her vulnerable to vecna.

To just touch on billy not saying a slur to Lucas, I am pretty sure it was in the script at some point before being pulled. Possibly because Caleb was young and I thiiiiink it was during the scene he shoves Lucas into the wall, so someone realized doing that combined with calling him a racial slur maybe traumatic especially for a child actor and they cut it.

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[stuckinapril]

I have kind of a question or need for advice? I don’t mind if followers want to respond either. This is a bit convoluted and like word vomit, but anyway:

So one of my main points of insecurity is that I’ve never had anyone ask me out or take an interest in me before. I’m 24 and never kissed anyone either. All of my sisters are much better looking (my sister was literally accepted into a modeling agency) and have boyfriends, or have had experiences. All are younger. All are on their own or living separate. I still live with my mother. She had a surprise baby when I was 21 and has been a single mom for most of my life. I get paid to watch him and love him a lot. That being said I am also in therapy for a PTSD diagnosis, related to difficult childhood issues, and had a difficult experience last year that put a stop to trying to seek independence. I’ve started another online program, but have routinely failed exams and can’t seem to get through assignments without cheating, and am going to likely fail out of one of these programs. I feel incompetent, like I’m wasting my life and completely directionless and a bit of a loser. I live in my head a lot, and probably have some maladaptive tendencies, it just feels like I can’t function, that I’m not as good as other people, then I also feeling like I’m narcissistic and can’t see things as clear as others.

I don’t know what question I have for you, but if you have any advice or thoughts even if it’s difficult I’d be happy to hear it. I just feel very lost and am alarmed at almost the nonchalance acknowledgement of these feelings.

first of all: take a deep breath & acknowledge you’re human. it sounds to me like you’ve been through some shit in the past, & that has taken your story in a direction you didn’t expect/don’t seem to be satisfied with. that is entirely ok. it also sucks to have younger sisters society would deem as more successful. i could preach how comparison is the thief of joy, but i understand why that’s really fucking hard in your position. i completely & totally get it.

ik women are led to believe they’re like. ancient by 30. but you’re only 24. just let that sink in. 24 is seriously not that long at all. it’s not a big deal you didn’t have a romantic experience by this age; more women than you would probably guess are in the same position. hell, some women literally strive for celibacy. this is not unheard of. & if you truly wanted to, an experience wouldn’t be hard to come by. dating apps have made it, now more than ever, extremely accessible to get male attention.

i’m not telling you this from an angle of “yeah it’s not as hard as u think, go make an account lol” but more so just pointing out that it’s not out of reach, to alleviate your urgency about that (if you feel any). bc you seriously could get that experience whenever you want. but it doesn’t mean you should. & while that decision will always be yours to make, my take (at the threat of sounding presumptuous) is that you shouldn’t right now. not if you want a relationship less for the companionship & more for the external validation. not if you’d use a relationship as a means to run away from yourself. a relationship should add to your happiness, but it should never be the source of your happiness. i would never tell anyone to be perfect before entering a relationship; but they should at least be in a stable-enough mental state not to fall prey to codependency. codependency will fuck you up even more. it’s better to just sort your shit out now & go from there.

it also doesn’t say anything that no man has approached you. like literally nothing about your worth at all. some women know how to present themselves as approachable, while others are more closed off & that wards off interest. it’s usually really tied less to who you as a person & more to whether you present yourself as on the market haha.

i personally don’t think living w a parent is indicative of anything tbh… like someone could live w their parent & still be entirely independent. it’s totally contextual. it seems to me like you & your mom established a symbiotic relationship, which is good. this doesn’t mean total independence isn’t off the table for you. it just seems like what you have rn is working, and that’s no crime.

you’re not a loser. at all. whatsoever. you’ve just been dealt different cards—from your sisters, from your friends, from anyone you could possibly be comparing yourself to right now. if you truly didn’t care, you wouldn’t be thinking about it with the meticulousness i can clearly sense in this ask. acknowledge that. thank yourself for seeming self aware of any potential issues you have, & your willingness to work on them. you’re literally going to therapy. that is so big. many people don’t have it in them to take that step. with time & patience for yourself, you will build the life you want for you. just keep your wants in sight, keep facing issues in therapy, keep trying to do better bit by bit. stop w the self flagellation. replace comparison w gratitude for what you currently have, and acknowledgement of what you’re capable of/what you could be falling short of. don’t settle, but don’t beat yourself up for not being where you’d like to be yet. change can’t happen in a day. as long as you keep trying, that’s literally all that matters, cliche as that may sound.

self-compassion is not laziness—it’s simply acknowledging you’re human, while also striving to improve.

nothing is out of reach. you just need to be more compassionate to yourself, & keep in mind that healing is a process that cannot be rushed. but it’s so worth it. you’re so young. it’s never too late to live the life you truly want

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[nerves-nebula]

was wonderinv who to ask then saw ur poston art school and went . yo!

anyway can i ask hows art school? like . is it worth it?? whats the experience and everything like + do u regret ur decision to go there? (dont feel forced to answer any of these) (for context + incase it wasn’t obvious ive been wanting and thinking of going to one if ever given the chance)

Oh man, where to start. Well first of all some of the main reasons to go to art school are the resources and the connections.

If you wanna get into furniture for example, that’s a lot easier if you have access to a whole workshop with tons of different saws. I’ve learned to use three different book binders as well as done hand binding myself, which is great fun for me but idk how I’ll make money out of that.

The thing is that depending on your major/department, a lot of the stuff you do in art school you could theoretically do on your own as well. So if you think you have enough willpower to make your own schedule and find your own resources then I’d say do that, and work on building your portfolio so you can show it off if you ever get the chance. especially if you don’t really have the money for college (I’m incredibly lucky to have someone help me cuz otherwise I’d be screwed)

If I’m honest, I didn’t really want to go to college at the time of me applying. I was kind of interested in learning how to wrap cars, and I wanted to take a course in that, if you can believe it. but all of my parents kids have to go to college no matter what (as in my mom forced me to apply to college and then sent me off like “I can’t help you pay for college btw good luck!”) so it was inevitable that I was going to go to an art school. which is fine because i've also always kind of wanted to go to a school, i was just stressed about not being able to afford it haha.

THEN there's what kind of art school you're going to. I'm at one of the most prestigious fine arts schools in the USA, because though I got admitted to others, I couldn't afford to go to others. the one I'm at offered the most money, because they could afford to. Idk what I'm gonna do with this degree but im in graphic design rn so I'll probably do something in that field. and it helps that the name of my school is renowned.

but if you, say, want to get into animation you're probably going to NEED to go to an art school. even if you cant get into an animation school specifically, any art school at all is better than none when it comes to animation (I think, idk for sure i'm not interested in animation as a job. my friend is tho so maybe I'll ask him)

now, HOW is art school? WELL. I've heard this isn't uncommon, but the first year was literally actual torture. it was really really bad. it made me more suicidal than I'd been since I was 12 and it ALSO made me start cutting for the first time ever. but I survived it, and the second year was way better! (if still stressful) the first year is for where they try to kill you, and the second year is where they go "haha just kidding ok lets get into what you want to know" at least that's how it is at where I am.

DESPITE the pain, and despite how even now I'm anxious about going back, I don't regret it at all. I really like my classmates and I love my professors. I love a lot of the work I've done and the skills I've learned. I liked living on campus and being so close to all that Art Stuff, even if i was too tired all the time to ever go out to any of the events.

plus on a more personal level, anywhere is better than living with my parents. so even if it was hellish the first year, i'm at least happy that i got things done and i wasn't wasting away at home with my mom.

hope that answers all your questions :)

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[haesunflower]

hi tee,

hope it's not too late to send asks now.

where do u get writing inspo from?

2. do u have tips on how to improve ur writing (not necessarily grammar-wise, but in a way that makes the reader feel immersed and engaged)?

3. will u consider writing for blt blit? 🙈

4. what kind of concept do u want or think blit will have? im hoping fun & fresh because i really enjoyed wakeonez performances of "Say My Name" and "Left & Right") and it's age-appropriate for the kids (namely mun junghyun and park jihoo). i believe yunseo (other k-group yuehua member) and seungeon (svt guy) have perform svt songs on boys planet so i think it's suitable. im thinking they might have more ateez-isque vibes too? idk. share me ur thoughts and anything else related to their upcoming debut.

5. what's the last thing you listened to?

6. outside of writing, do u have any other hobbies or interests that you'd like to share?

7. what places are you interested in travelling to the future?

8. if u could live anywhere in the world, where would u live? (and why if u don't mind sharing)

HI MONI I MISSED YOU! Hope you’re doing okay!!

1. Writing inspo- I’m honestly delusional and most of my ideas come from my walking/gym sessions where I just allow my mind to float ?? Haha but I’ve been an AVID fanfic reader for years! I think I’m heavily influenced by a lot of seventeen/nct angst writers

2. For me, I always like setting the scene and adding a hook without giving too much away - makes the reader interested in continuing! I find it immersive to dedicate a few staring sentences to see the scene - give an idea of where the characters are. And Instead of going straight to the point with character dialogue, i begin with internal monologue, or a narrator insert - followed by some sort of emotion?? If that makes sense (ex: in “written in the stars” we start off with an scene setting of a busy and bustling palace, followed by y/n’s internal thoughts of wedding that is to take place soon, but it’s not her wedding? And she’s relieved about that??) this makes the reader want to continue to find out moreee

3. Hells yeah I will 😎

4. Literally give me jelly pop type concept I will be happy forever! But considering their very STRONG rap line, I’m inclined to believe that they’ll be leaning towards ateez esque vibes!

5. Always by Zhang Hao is playing at least once a day for me 😭

6. I’m a licensed scuba diver! And I genuinely love everything water related

7. Canada 🤔 and going around Europe! I’ve been to Poland but non of the neighboring countries

8. I’d love to live in Sweden for peaceful vibes?? The PH tends to get noisy and gossipy since the social circles are so small - so I’d like to go somewhere where literally nobody knows me! Maybe even Korea or Japan? Mainly because I love cityscapes and living independently in a city is actually my dream. Id say New York too but I know too many people who have moved there already

I’ll send you fun questions too!!!!

#moni💸

[jayteacups]

hi Jay, hope you're well c: Love talking about books & I'm curious about the following for the ask game: #1, 11, 25, 30

Thank you for the ask! I'm doing well, hope you are having a lovely birthday! I love talking about books too, I haven't been reading as much as I used to and I would really love to get back into it and chip away at my TBR lol

1 - do u prefer a standalone or a series?

I used to love binging series as a kid, but these days I am very picky when it comes to starting a new book series, so I would say I prefer standalones, unless someone whose tastes align with mine highly recommends a series, or the author is someone whose past books I've enjoyed.

11 - the best book u have ever read?

Listen, it's Tumblr and everybody loves it, but I have to say it again - Six of Crows duology by Leigh Bardugo will always be one of my favourites. Nothing in YA could ever top this tbh.

The PJO and HOO series has also really stood out to me and shaped my younger years, and with the new show, I feel the brainrot coming back in haha, so I'd say that for me, these are the best middle-grade books out there!

25 - a book that had u bawling ur eyes out?

I don't know if it's just me, but I actually don't cry at books much (at least not on the outside, because there sure have been times where I was screaming, crying, and throwing up internally lol).

I did tear up a couple times at a few lines in This Is How You Lose the Time War (will elaborate more on it in the next later question), and I can also tell you that the cliffhanger ending of Mark of Athena by Rick Riordan genuinely stressed me out (I was amongst those that agonisingly waited a whole year for the next book), and if I wasn't in shock from it, 10-11 year old me probably would've cried too 😂 Still haven't recovered from that by the way even though I have long finished the Heroes of Olympus series lmao

30 - give any 3 book recs to ur followers!

In no particular order, I recommend that if you haven't already read these, go check them out!

This Is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone.

A short, epistolary sci-fi novel about two time-travel agents from rival organisations, who write each other letters scattered throughout time.

It's way more character-driven than plot-driven: the novel itself focuses more on the characterisation of the main characters and their evolving dynamic, instead of the sci-fi aspects itself.

It's so good, and if pretty prose is your thing you'll also enjoy the writing style of this!

My Roommate Is A Vampire by Jenna Levine

A light, fluffy contemporary vampire romance that I'm buddy-reading with a friend right now hehe

I haven't finished it yet but this book is very entertaining. If you want something fun and light-hearted, I'd say to check it out!

It's a little cringe, yes, but it's the fun kind of cringe. The love interest is adorable

His Dark Materials by Philipp Pullman

Okay, I know everyone has at least heard of this one too. And admittedly it's been a (very long) while since I've read it too but I remember loving it so much in my childhood (and being seriously hooked on the movie adaptation, The Golden Compass) so I have to recommend it for the nostalgia

I think it's a seriously underrated book, and even though it's technically a children's series, it still appeals to people of all ages and I think that's really rare these days

I remember really loving the interesting lore and creative worldbuilding!

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[somewhereinthepines]

you can not anwser, if this is out of pocket for you, but i was wondering do you see du'met being in knifeplay? doing it to charlie? can it be mutual?

aw don’t fret! i do like being asked stuff. i mean, it kinda pushes me to think about things, that i might have not thought about before. and overall, it’s a pretty fun question, actually! 

but mmm, i must say, that i very rarely indulge in scenarios, where the characters are fully-aware and/or normalize their kinks. i’d rather they’d either be very unsuspecting, that it’s a kink at all or be like jesus, so embarrassing, must not ACT on it!! why i’m like this!!? *clears throat* i guess, you can say, that i’m not really into ‘kinky freaks’, who embrace these urges/desires with wit and by-the-book knowledge. it isn’t always like this clearly, but i tend to love more ‘random’ and self-explanatory set ups, when the characters sorta dab into it, not knowing any better, or not even knowing what makes them want/do that in the first place. it’s more of a personal fav/pref, than anything else tho. bc already 'established' kink can be fun too. like one of such examples might be richard trager (the outlast), who is kinda canonically have a medical kink/obssessed with it. he's just that kind of dude. a sort of a person, who had always low-key sexualized his sadism. like fingers, tongue, balls part was pretty telling, if y’know what i’m referring to lol. so he would love to mix his ‘gross’ interests with sex, clearly. but like literally every other character, who i wrote is just not on the same mindplane as good ole rick, haha. they might have a kink, but they’re so clueless about it, that you can’t even call them out. and tbh, i don’t see du’met being any different from this, either. 

i don’t think, that he sexualizes his ‘art’. or his weapons. or that he even thinks about sex even remotely, when he kills and ‘creates’. i assume, that he always felt some kind of latent lust, when he killed men, esp the first ones. but it was so in ‘the back’, so inferior compared to his ‘study’, and to the act of murder in itself. like, i can’t see him mixing harm and sex intentionally is what i’m saying. but it is fun to think about him accidently doing it with/to charlie and then, being kind of confused about what he feels. but unlike the other times, it’s no longer a mere shiver in the background, it’s so present and real. that he’d be taken aback, bc this never happened before. and it’s illogical. he dislikes stuff, that can't be broken in 'math', haha. so i assume, that he won’t do it again (whatever it would be) right away, bc he has to analyze it first, make sense of it. naturally, he won’t be able to, haha. and naturally, he would do it again, using some sort of inner excuse, that he has to be sure or smth. i can’t help, but imagine, that he will do it with such a hilarious level of pragmatism too, like he’s in a science class and not trying to figure out his own urges. meanwhile, charlie will be just profoundly confused on wtf this even is lol. like, i do agree with some other folks on hc, that charlie is kinda a total virgin lol. but i also hc, that du’met (hector munday) is the nearly same way lmao. i think, that he barely has any ‘experience’ over charlie in that regard. so for them, it’s like a teenagers-inside-their-bedroom-and-hands-on-weird-places kind of thing, haha. when u have no idea what to do, but is eager to do smth at least. 

now, specifically for knifeplay, i can actually only see it happening & taking place as you placed it ‘mutually’. maybe, you meant smth different there, but as i took it - is that charlie would be kinda into it too. and this, might or rather, it would be what could kickstart it. charlie's weird reaction. the reason why i think this, is bc if charlie enjoyed it, he would have had a different response to it compared to when a normal person is being cut. du’met is a sadist. but it’s not sexual for him. he just loves, when someone/smth in pain, he doesn’t jerk off to it lol. but if he’ll cut charlie and he whines, but then also softly moans or smth, du’met would pause and be like huh, that’s…odd. charlie’s unusual display is most likely will be the very thing, that would make him curious and even attentive to it. in a fucked up way, this is almost like a positive interaction for du'met. a bonding activity. and for charlie, it’s banally intense. always going to be, bc he can’t be too trustful of du’met’s ability to hold himself back. but it’s part of it. as well, as realization, that du’met actually do try to control himself, when he’s with charlie like this. 

but tbh, i’m also a bit bias here. toward knives and light ‘harm’, that can turn very bloody, if you’re not careful. and for charlie’s sake, du’met better watch his hand and how steady it is. but speaking of ‘mutual’ experience here, i can picture du’met prompting charlie to do it to him too, like cut him, mostly for ‘science’, to see if he will ‘enjoy’ it like charlie does. and charlie will end up doing nothing and prob sobbing, bc he’s a wimp lmao. like most people would have used this situation to actually wound du’met, and charlie will be a mess. he can’t do it. which if funny in a way, bc du’met clearly have a very high tolerance to pain, prob ‘thanks’ to his mother. charlie, on other hand, more of a crybaby in that regard, but he can take a lot of abuse, and can even sustain it with these little noises, when it’s du’met who inflicts it. and for du'met it’ll be puzzling. but also thrilling. he’s the one, who causes it after all. just him. and this is too just for him. the same thing, is on charlie’s side. he’s the only person, who survives the touch of du’met’s knife over and over. like. there won’t even be a scar, bc he’s that careful, really. 

*reads it over* and this is prob where i’ll stop, or i won’t shut up and will go even futher with this. 

#asks #tdim #longish ramble #sorry anon #btw i really love thinking about du'met being confused about what he feels #my dude over here has like 4 emotions but he struggles with them still

[woman-of-balnain]

hi! sorry if u have explained this somewhere before. i don’t really understand tumblr but i’m really interested in the way you write a/b/o, like the dynamics if that makes sense. like how alphas and omegas work? i don’t know if i’m making sense but i recently found your blog and love the way you write them and stuff and was just wondering if you have like a post going into detail or whatever about it. thanks!

Hey anon! I'm so sorry, I was so sure I posted this, only to find that it's been sitting in my drafts for literal months 😩 Not sure if you even want an answer anymore, I'm so sorry!!!! But here is my original answer (still can't believe this happened!!):

I haven’t actually ever been asked this, or explained it so you’re all good 😊 and omg it took me so long to work out tumblr at first, it can be really confusing!!

I wasn’t sure if you wanted a general explanation of a/b/o or just the little changes I’ve made though, so if you want an idea of the general dynamics you can always google it, or if you have a specific question after this then feel free to send me another anon ask.

Also, I’m honestly terrible at explaining things lol (which is pretty ironic as someone who does creative writing haha) so if any of this is confusing please just let me know and I’ll try to explain it further 😅

Basically, I just tried to stick to the traditional dynamics as much as possible, but I made some small changes to things I didn’t like. The main thing I like about a/b/o is that it’s very primal. Like the biological desire for an alpha and omega to have sex is harder to ignore and I like the almost desperation involved… that sounds so weird to put it like that but I hope that makes sense lmao.

So I wanted to incorporate the heats and ruts and also the scenting aspects in my stories. So, heats are generally meant to occur every few months (but I think it depends on the writer tbh and the standard is every 3 months, so 4 times a year) and are experienced by omegas. They get extremely hot and experience physical pain until they have sex, essentially. So like touching yourself through your heat might alleviate the symptoms a little but an omega is meant to share their heat with an alpha.

Similarly, alphas have ruts where they get even more hot headed and temperamental than usual and usually you should just stay away from them if they’re in one or getting close to them - especially if you’re an omega and don’t want to have sex with them…

Basically, my understanding has always been that heats and ruts serve the purpose of getting the omega pregnant (I don’t think I’ve ever read anything that explicitly states this though).

In traditional a/b/o, an alpha has a knot when they have sex. The whole thing is very much based on dog biology I guess lol but that particular aspect was always just a little too weird for me and I don’t include knots in my a/b/o stories. Instead, I just changed things a bit where the alpha (who is always Rick so far, so I’ll be referring to male biology here) stays hard and needs to cum multiple times before going soft again for a while, before he’s ready to go again.

To me, that just made it a bit more human, while still keeping the ‘breeding kink’ aspects of the heat/rut cycles.

With scenting, I think I’ve kept it pretty traditional, where alphas and omegas have a heightened sense of smell and can pick up on whether someone is an alpha, beta or omega through their scent (I’ve made it so betas are basically just normal humans in my story’s, but some do things differently) and they can also pick up on other things, like maybe Rick will smell particularly good as an alpha to the reader, while Negan won’t smell good as an alpha. I just kinda saw this as a compatibility thing.

Then there’s claiming bites, which are linked to the mating/scent gland in the neck (basically just the pulse point in your neck) and this area can be scented (through the scent glands in the cheeks or by kissing or licking) to basically put your scent on the other person and tell other alphas/omegas that you’re pretty much staking your claim lol. Then with the claiming bite I have it so far as being a permanent thing that creates an irreversible and very strong bond between the alpha and omega. This can be treated differently depending on the writer though.

In my Endzeitfragmente series (with the Claim as the first part) I talk about how the reader and Rick are true mates which is another aspect of this trope, and basically that’s just like a soul mate. The way I dealt with it was unique (I think). Like I came up with it on my own, but idk if anyone has written something similar. So like how Lori and Rick couldn’t claim each other, because he was already meant to be with the reader and a claiming bite would only work for him or the reader if it was with each other. I also made true mates extremely rare in that series. Idk if anyone else has done something similar, but at least in stuff I’ve read, true mates are usually more common and there hasn’t been that obstacle when it comes to trying to mate with someone else.

Lastly, most stories will refer to babies as ‘pups’ and I don’t really like that lol so I don’t include it.

That’s just my personal preferences though, so if someone was to request having knots and the term ‘pups’ in a particular request, I’d still write it, but only if it was specifically asked for. Just because I understand that’s the more traditional way to do it. But I’ll always revert to my way of doing those things in my own ideas or in requests if the opposite isn’t specifically asked for.

I think that’s everything? Please let me know if you have questions or I’ve missed something. And thank you so much for your compliments of my writing, I really appreciate it! And I’m glad you’re enjoying my writing 🙈

#asked and answered #so sorry for the mixup

[clumsyclifford]

hi clumsyclifford

so i've been reading your fics and also ask responses and i feel like u would understand this so i am .. going to ramble a bit? just because maybe you understand these brain worms etc. feel free to ignore, i just don't have any fandom friends to properly discuss this with lmao

do you find writing hurt/comfort gets more difficult the older you get? i'm a hurt/comfort writer through and through, but it was way easier when i was like 14 to write about 'deep stuff' and think nothing of it. it was cringe but i was free. now i'm 20, and i want to write hurt/comfort but i'm somewhat afraid of it?

like as adults we still deal with these things, but i find myself wanting to avoid them because it feels childish. it makes it more interesting to write about, but i can't help but feel childish when i want to write about certain topics (u kno. depression. relapse. alcoholism. the full works). and i worry that it comes across immature to others, despite the fact im literally an adult lmao

you have a really nice way of going about angst in your fics, and i want to too. idk i just thought it'd be cool to waffle on about maturing in fandom and what that does for writing and interacting etc. but maybe it just seems extra HAHA i'm just bored and wanted to talk abt it

hey hi hello! took me a minute to get to this, because i wanted to give it a proper answer.

this is a really interesting question i'm glad you brought it to me!!! i'm also intrigued by what you said, because i actually have found it to be the opposite. now, to be fair, i have had a semi-charmed life, so i don't have experience with most of the really hard-hitting heavy angst topics and i have relied on what i've read/seen/learned about for writing those things. because of that, though, i think the "angst" i was writing when i was a kid was wayyy off the mark, and probably hella unrealistic, because i just didn't have the experience to draw from, and i didn't have the perspective to like...fully understand how to write something i didn't know about.

as an adult (or at least more of one), i think i'm much more capable of writing good angst, because i can understand things like: nuance. individual differences. human behavior. moral gray areas. the complexity of the human experience. etc. i've learned, for example, that two people can have the same exact problem and handle it in completely opposite ways, and that knowledge has allowed me to take liberties in writing while also staying conscious of what is in the realm of a "realistic" representation of any given conflict.

another part of being able to write better hurt/comfort, though, is that i really understand a lot more what constitutes as "comfort," and how that can be just as nuanced and complex as the "hurt" part of things. people are comforted by different things. in different ways. by different people. one person may want hugs, one may want to be left alone. one may say they want to be left alone but in reality want hugs. and furthermore, sometimes "comfort" doesn't actually mean "the problem is solved." sometimes it means "let me share this burden." sometimes it means "crying about it is better than not." sometimes it means "the problem hasn't gone away, but i can distract you from it for right now." sometimes it means "i can't help you, but i can help you get help." et cetera et cetera!

i can see where you're coming from, because there are pitfalls in writing hurt/comfort that younger writers do tend to fall into (simply by virtue of not really knowing better), like, for example, thinking that if the "hurt" is alcoholism, then the "comfort" is sobriety that sticks the first time. but! we know that things are not always so neat, and that makes us capable of writing way more interesting stories, because they aren't open-shut, "here's the problem and here's how i fixed it" cases. things don't often get tied neatly in a bow. some of my favorite angst i've ever read or written had ambiguous endings where you didn't know if the problem would be solved in the long run, because that's life! some problems are chronic and incessant; some come and go. some remain a looming presence over your shoulder, presenting an imminent threat to your fragile peace of mind. and many of these don't have an easy fix, which is why they're so interesting and fun (and sometimes challenging) to write about. but i think that as long as you're aware of how layered and complex these things are (which it sounds like you are), you probably won't come across as immature while writing about them.

and by the way, caveat to the above: sometimes "comfort" does mean "the problem is solved," and that's just as legitimate as any of the other shit i said! sometimes it's as easy as saying "person A needs X, and person B has X." whether X is a hug or the thing they need to hear in that moment or a fuckin letter from their past self or just a glass of water, sometimes person B can solve the problem. it happens in real life all the time, and it's not immature to write it in a story. so basically what i'm saying is: as long as you remember that the human experience is messy and complicated and weird and nuanced, you're golden.

#i am accepting further thoughts on this subject though because this is very interesting #im not going to ramble in the tags because i wrote you a whole essay here (sorry? maybe?) but #feel free to come back with additional thoughts anon #and thanks for bringing them to me in the first place this was super cool to think about #ask #anonymous #alcoholism mention