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dilemmaontwolegs · 8 months
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Great update, thank you for feeding us we love Temptation Danny 😩 I was thinking of a request following up with it. Daniel loves providing and taking care of the reader, especially post injury, but one day she overhears one of his friends called her a gold digger and she’s hurt by it but doesn’t tell Daniel because his friends are important to him and she doesn’t want to cause problems. So when she needs to buy or get something essential, perhaps she asks Lando to get it for her and she’ll pay it back. Lando refuses and tells her there’s no need to and gets it for her but when Daniel finds out, since there was no bank statement, he loses it because he’s the only man that should take care and provide for you. He gets furious at his friend for making you think you’re not worth it :(
The Taste of Temptation || DR3 {5}
Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, angst, soft Danny, sexual themes WC: 2.6k F1 Masterlist Story: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six Snapshots One || Two || Three || Four || Five
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The weather was terrible for the start of summer and you were finally reminded of why you needed to replace your car that broke down months ago and was towed to the wreckers. Walking was usually your preferred way to move around the small city but with the rain outside growing heavier you would have to borrow Daniel’s Porsche, since you still had some shopping to do for his birthday. Thankfully he was more than happy to have you drive his car and already had the keys hanging from his fingers when you finished putting your makeup on in the bathroom. 
“I’ve been meaning to take you to the dealership, kitten,” he apologised with a kiss. “We’ll go tomorrow and you can choose whatever car you want.”
His smile grew at the excitement on your face and you threw your arms around his neck. “Thank you,” you grinned between kisses.
“Of course, anything for my girl.” He unwrapped your arms before he was tempted to pull you back into the bathroom for a quickie but with his friends waiting for him in the living room he wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of hearing your sweet cries. “Don’t get anything heavy, I don’t need you hurting yourself just when you are healed.”
“Yes, sir,” you saluted, smirking when you saw the look in his eyes before you escaped the bedroom.
“-talk to him, she’s obviously using him-”
“-total gold digger-”
The conversation paused as you stepped into the room and you barely breathed as their condemnation settled over you. Determined to make sure they didn’t see the affect their words had, you plastered a smile on your face and asked if they needed anything while you were out.
Your handbag felt heavier than usual as you walked to the garage and climbed into the Porsche. The Hermes bag had been a gift from Daniel for your first anniversary and the LV wallet inside was another. You had never asked for them, but suddenly you felt guilty for having them. Even the key in your hand suddenly felt like a lump of hot coal, hurting the longer you held it.
Grabbing your phone, you climbed out of the car and started your journey on foot.
“Lando?” you choked as you stepped out in the rain, making your way to the city centre on foot. “Can I ask a huge favour?”
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“You should just ignore them,” Lando said as he pulled his hoodie higher to fight the rain and followed you through the car park. 
“But they are his friends.”
Lando screwed up his face. “Are they? Because if Max spoke shit about the girl I love then I would have to reconsider that. It’s just not their place to comment. Plus, not to flex or anything, but we kind of get paid pretty well. It’s nice to have someone to spend it on since we are pretty much too busy for 10 months of the year.”
You had heard the argument before. The drivers loved to spoil their girlfriends and you had enjoyed it up until now. “Are you going to help me or not?”
Lando sighed and nodded reluctantly at your pitiful pout. “Of course I’ll help you, I just wish you didn’t feel the need to have to.”
“I’ve been meaning to get a new car anyway, I just don’t have all of the money on me at this moment.”
Your savings had swelled since Daniel covered all the bills and had given you cards linked to his bank accounts for anything else you might need, but it still wasn’t enough to buy a car outright and you didn’t want to have to go through the bank process to get a loan.
“I promise it won’t take long to pay you back” you said before hugging him. “Thank you.”
“It’s fine, you don’t have to.” You started to argue and he gave up knowing you weren’t going to stop. “Fine. Just pay it back as you can, there’s no rush.”
The Mazda 3 was nothing fancy, and certainly nothing as pretty as the Porsche you had become used to driving, but the hatchback was only a couple of years old and had low mileage. “What do you think?”
“I think it’s…no comment.”
“It’s cute, and you drive a friggin Fiat!”
“That’s unique,” Lando corrected as you pulled the price sticker off the window. “This is something my grandma would drive, and it has a three star safety rating.”
“I only drive around the city so it’s not like I’ll be going more than 30 mph.”
“Well it beats your old piece of crap,” he conceded with a smile to soften the blow.
“Wow, that makes me feel much better.” You opened the driver's seat and grimaced at the overpowering smell of faux cherry fragrance. “Want a ride home?”
His nose twitched at the heavy scent and he shook his head. “I think I’d rather walk on this fine day. Put your windows down a bit before you get high on - whatever that is.”
You took his advice and leaned towards the fresh air from the window as you made your way to the shops before heading home. Daniel was already in the garage when you arrived, a look of confusion on his face as he stood at the hood of his car, leaning against it with crossed arms as he watched the unfamiliar car park in your reserved spot.
“What’s this?” he asked as he opened your door, his brows lifting at the cherry bomb that invaded his nostrils.
Biting your lip, you hadn’t been prepared to see him so soon - thinking you could have carried the shopping bags upstairs without him even noticing you hadn’t taken the Porsche. “My car.”
“Your…car?” he confirmed as he ran his thumb over his lip and circled the compact vehicle. Returning back to your door, he pulled his phone out and checked his bank account, scrolling through the transactions and failing to find the car’s purchase. “Tell me you didn’t waste your money on this, kitten?”
“Not exactly,” you murmured under your breath, knowing lying about it would only be worse. “I borrowed some money.”
“Why would you do that when I could literally buy you any car? Even a fucking Bugatti, if that’s what you wanted.” He kicked the front tire and it shook the whole car, the suspension creaking with it. “Is it even roadworthy? You know what, you’re not driving this.”
“It’s my car, Danny.”
“And you’re my fiancée,” he growled as he took your hand and looked at the diamond ring on your finger. “I’m not gonna have you driving around in a tin can. We’ll go to the bank tomorrow and sort out the loan. You’ll be paying high interest rates for no fucking reason.”
You looked down at your feet and a moment later he curled a finger under your chin until your head was back and he could look into your guilty eyes. “I’m not going to like this, am I?” His hand fell away to land on his hip and he pinched the bridge of his nose with the other as he exhaled heavily. “Where did you get the money, kitten?”
“Somewhere that doesn’t charge interest…”
You could see his chest rising with the deep breaths he was taking to stay calm before he asked through gritted teeth. “Lando? Fuck, I don’t know if I want to hug him or hit him.”
His arms fell slack at his side and his eyes turned down as his fingers itched to reach out and touch you but he held back and asked quietly, “Did I do something wrong?”
The sound you made was unintelligent as you were blindsided by the question. It was something between a ‘huh’ and ‘what’ yet somehow neither. Like a guppy fish, your mouth opened and closed silently before you could even fathom an answer.
“No, god no,” you stammered as you stepped into the wall of his body and wrapped your arms around his waist, wishing he would return the embrace. “Danny, you haven’t done anything wrong. You are the most amazing man I know and you always take care of me, more than I deserve.”
“What does that mean?” he asked as he frowned at the self-depreciation and his instincts went wild. He leaned back against the car and spread his legs as he pulled you between them so you were standing eye to eye. “Kitten, what did you mean by ‘more than you deserve?’ Has someone said something?”
You shook your head quickly but his arms tightened around you, pinning you to his chest so you couldn’t look away. You could feel a heart slamming against its cavity walls but it was impossible to tell whose it was as his eyes wildly searched yours for an answer.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered as you cracked under his stare. “I wasn’t eavesdropping, I swear, but I heard Leroy and Davis talking before I left and…you treat me so well, you absolutely spoil me, baby. I just don’t want you to think I’m ever using you for your money, or your car or anything.”
His hold on you relaxed enough that you could bury your face in his chest but you could feel his hands shaking where they splayed across your spine. “They said you were using me?” he asked quietly, the volume doing little to hide the seething tone.
“And…that I was…a gold digger.” You screwed your eyes shut waiting for the explosion to come but his face was blank. He cleared his throat and with a nod he stood up a little too calmly, slipping his fingers into yours and leading the way to the elevator. “But your presents,” you said as he took your keys and locked the car.
“Later, we have a dinner reservation.”
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Daniel was calm, too calm, as he sat beside you in the waterfront restaurant with his hand resting on your thigh. He smiled at the jokes, chatted with his friends and kissed your cheek until the plates were cleared away. Rising with his flute of champagne, he called for a toast and the large table of family and friends fell silent.
For a few seconds all that could be heard was the muted sounds of the kitchen behind closed doors and the rain falling on the roof.
“I’d like to thank you all for coming and celebrating my latest lap around the sun. It’s been quite the year: I’ve made some new friends, started a few side ventures, and best of all, I was lucky enough to start calling this beautiful woman my fiancée.”
He smiled at you as he took a sip of his drink before he turned that smile on everyone seated around the room.
“I’d like to say I’m maturing with age, but I’m not so sure about that, but I am getting wiser. Something I have learned is who my true friends are, the ones there for me through thick and thin, always there with support when I need it. You’re the real MVP’s.”
He raised his glass to Scotty seated on his other side and they shared a chuckle before he looked further down the table to the two guys who had arrived early and spent the afternoon at your apartment.
“Unfortunately, I have also learned some harder lessons this year, like when I have outgrown the company I keep.” He was sedate as he ran his finger around the rim of his glass before putting it down. His fingers spread across the tablecloth as he leaned forward and pinned them with a glare. “I welcomed you into my house, but you can show yourselves out.”
The table was deathly quiet as everyone looked between Daniel and the men he was obviously staring at.
“The fuck, mate?” Leroy exclaimed. “We’ve been friends for years.”
“And they were good while they lasted, but you fuck with my future when you call my fiancée a gold digger. That’s where I draw the line.”
“Oh, shit,” Scotty muttered under his breath. “That’s fucked.”
You watched as all eyes turned to you and you sank lower in your chair at the attention laden with pity by most of them, certainly the F1 drivers and Daniel’s family.
“She’s using you, mate, you just can’t see it,” Davis said as he shifted under the cold glare. “Marry her and you might as well donate half your money to charity.”
You saw Lando kick someone under the table before grabbing Pierre as he bumped the table, ready to stand up.
“Just fuck off, cunt,” Daniel said with a short laugh before he took your hand and pulled you to your feet and into his arms. “And anyone else that thinks the same can leave now too.”
No one else rose when Leroy and Davis did, tossing their napkins down angrily. They shook their heads like they wanted to say more but wisely kept their mouths shut this time.
“Oh, and since you’re both so worried about how I spend my money,” Daniel called out. “I cancelled your plane tickets and hotel rooms that I paid for. Wouldn’t want anyone to think you were using me.”
The atmosphere had thankfully lightened after the strange toast and quick departure and soon the party moved to the club next door. There was already a house DJ there but Martin was going to be taking over for most of the night since his sets were unbeatable.
Taking a breather from dancing, you sat on Danny’s lap, his arms automatically circling your waist as he laughed at something Max said.
“Max had a really good idea,” he said in your ear after the other Red Bull driver left to dance with Kelly. “He’s gonna buy a shitbox too and we are going to get one of those giant blow up balls to play demolition car soccer.”
“But it’s my baby,” you pouted as his laugh warmed your cheeks.
“You’ve had it for six hours, kitten, I don’t think you are that attached,” he teased between the soft kisses he peppered across your neck. “I’ll get you a better baby, a bigger one that’s safer, maybe a tank.”
You giggled at his silliness and combed your fingers through his hair as you bared more of your neck to him and moaned, “I love you. Terrible toasts and all.”
“Love you too, but that was a great toast. I fucking nailed it.” He nipped your shoulder and the crowded club seemed to fall away as he stole all your attention, from his palms sliding up your thighs to his beard tickling your skin.
“I don’t think Scotty will be keen on letting you make one at his wedding now,” you said with a shiver of delight when his fingers reached the edge of your panties.
“As long as I can toast to my gorgeous bride at ours, that’s the one that really matters.”
He pulled back to grin as he saw how affected you were not just by his touch but his words. You always had the same dreamy smile on your face when he mentioned the wedding and he always found a reason to bring it up.
“I suppose you might be able to convince me,” you teased before standing up with your finger hooked between the buttons on his shirt. He downed the last of his drink and followed as you led him down the stairs of the mezzanine floor and into the dark corner beneath them.
Your back pressed to the wall as he hiked your dress up and hid your body with his. “You want me to convince you right here, kitten,” he chuckled as he fingers pushed your panties aside and found you already wet for him.
“No,” you moaned against his lips. “I just want you to fuck me.”
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qwertyprophecy · 7 days
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Update on The Dark Queen of Mortholme!
Phase one is now essentially completed for art, code and dialogue. Onwards to phase two; because every good boss fight needs that part where the boss gets unhinged and gains a whole new set of attacks.
I too have chosen to be unhinged and made a design for the Queen's final form that gobbles up animation work hours like nothing I've done before with pixel art.
Concept sketches under the cut:
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Initially I didn't have any ideas beyond doing a more monstrous design that amps up the Queen's features and takes cues from the shapes and colours of her original spell animations. However after writing the dialogue leading up to the transformation I immediately landed on a specific concept.
The transformation is an outburst. It's a manifestation of the Queen's terror and defiance towards her approaching death. She's unraveling, and in doing so she's channeling more of her innate violent power that she doesn't usually let out. She's essentially been having a long argument with the Hero about who they believe they are. Thus far she's gotten by being all smug and detached, but now she's losing and forced to reveal more of her true self to continue.
So her final form's design should convey 1. an outburst, and 2. the unraveling of a false front. Her base design's spikes, hair and skirt all erupt out into the wilder shape language of her shadowy spell-tendrils. They can handily be used to draw the eye from all directions towards the center of her chest, where I wanted to have this cracking pattern, like something hidden inside her is coming out. It's bright as if blindingly powerful, yet the cracks make her seem more damaged and vulnerable than her base form.
Continuing with the theme of an inner self showing through, the skirt's interior is also more visible than before. The flared jellyfish-esque shape connects with the deep sea vibe of the tentacles and contributes to the drama of a nonhuman silhouette.
A big thing for the silhouette is of course the massive hands. What's the thematic explanation for those? Absolutely nothing, I just think they look cool and dangerous.
Finally, lot of asymmetry was also introduced, both to increase the visual interest of such a large sprite, and to make her look like she's really losing it.
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A note on animating this monstrosity: I've been trying to come up with a whole lot of cheats to keep a complex sprite like this as animated as possible without spending the rest of my life making this game. Early on I decided she should float, just so her idle animation can also be a moving one.
Secondly, the sprite is cut up to pieces so that I can keep reusing the loop of the writhing tentacles while moving her hands, for example. This is not something I like doing because in believable animation, motion in one part of the body always affects the other parts of the body. Treating a character as one entire whole when animating will make them feel more tangible, but alas, it's a compromise to avoid spending a hundred years in pixel-pushing jail. Like, I would love to see those tendrils flutter around behind her as she swoops across the room for her attacks, but... it'll be a lot more reasonable to move her as little as possible and instead add oomph to her attacks with some effects animations.
Anyways thank you for reading about monstrosity, she might be a pain in the butt to move but she brings me joy
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rhoorl · 4 months
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Week in Review | Dec. 10
Hi! How are you? I can't believe we're nearing the midway point of December! I am happy to get back to my typical Week in Review style after an abbreviated version last week!
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Same shit different week for me when it comes to my TBR, I add more than I can read. But alas, here's what I got to:
Fics I read this week:
Frankie Morales
I Like the Way You (Frankie) by @undercoverpena - I've kept this series in my Current Compulsory Series section for weeks, but I'm pulling it up to the top this week because we got the final part this week! It's always a bit bittersweet to me when I get to the end of a series, especially one I'm following in real-time. I loved following along each week and immersing myself in this story and I’m sad it's done (but hey, great news, I can now reread it from the beginning and binge!). Great job Jo! 💕
While I'm talking about Jo, here's this saucy one-shot Coming Under the Christmas Tree
Joel Miller
Footprints by @sin-djarin - This brought back some Christmas morning nostalgia for me! Joel as a dad and the love he has for Sarah makes me melt. And we have an Uncle Tommy appearance too!
Mr. Ben
SOS by brnn on AO3 - I’m not sure if this creator is on Tumblr, but if they are let me know! I had several chapters of this story built up that I hadn’t caught up on and when the final chapter dropped I binged what I had left! Mr. Ben and OFC Clare are adorable. 
Din Djarin
Safe to The Touch by @linzels-blog A touch-starved Din gets some lovin’. 💕
A Baker’s Dozen by @avastrasposts Part 2 in Mel's series saw Din come into the bakery. This was so sweet (no pun intended!).
Other Characters
Good Things Take Time by @oonajaeadira -  This series is so good! I've had it recommended to me several times and I've been slowly working my way through it, savoring it because I don't want it to end! I read Parts 2 and 3 this week along with the various drabbles in between. The chemistry these two have is *chef's kiss*
Current Compulsory Series:
These are the series I am keeping up with at the moment.
Holiday Prompts (Various) by @trulybetty - A healthy serving of delicious stories this week. I officially want to move to Maplewood, well, maybe visit. I'll be honest, I'm not made for the cold anymore. 😆 Also, Tim and Cagney continue to be a favorite as are Frankie and Mav! And Dieter made me google Christmas hippo socks which somehow I already did not own! 🦛
Delta Palms Tropical Resort (Frankie) by @linzels-blog The rollercoaster I felt with this latest chapter … I have to know what happens next!!
Destiny & Deliverance (Dieter) by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings This latest chapter had me all up in my feels. These two are 🥹💕
Paranoid Heat (Javi P) by @goodwithcheese I think I've finally managed to pick my jaw up off the floor from the spicy scene in the latest chapter.
Undercover (Tim Rockford) by @secretelephanttattoo Another great chapter update this week, El!! Grumpy Tim and his pet fish are living rent free in my head.
It’s Never Too Late (Javi P) by @javierpena-inatacvest - There is some dad Javi content I need to catch up on!!
Posts from the week:
The moodboards @wildemaven puts out are always gold, but this Frankie holiday-themed board just made me swoon 
@laurfilijames made me think about which holiday movies the TF boys would be into. I also hastily made a graphic lol. Speaking of asks @maggiemayhemnj gave me an almost impossible this or that choice. My friend @laughing-in-th3-purple-rain offered up these choices.
If you need a badge for any Pedro boy, @morallyinept has you covered
We got our first look at Pedro in Freaky Tales and oh goodness … the scar. Seriously help us all whenever the Gladiator photos leak. 
In case you missed it, the fun writing challenge that’s going around here's another plug. I finally have an idea … now I just need to write it. I think I’m going to end up throwing it back to my college days and cramming this in at the last minute….
Feral corner:
There was simply too much to keep track of this week. I was overwhelmed by thots. I think this post sums things up well.
This photo altered my brain chemistry. This photo of Pedro as Dieter and THEN this video… oh hey Working Title Dieter. 😏 Frankie tummy always gets me. Javi P in this jacket. Talk about gifs you can hear. This outfit - he knew what he was doing when we wore this right?
@foralonglongtime - no pressure but I’m very excited about the prospect of this…
This scene from TLOU forever changed me. 
Garrett Hedlund: This man was utterly too much this week. Exhibit A, Exhibit B, Exhibit C, and finally, the post that started my spiral.
Things I watched:
I didn't make it to the movies this week, Mr. Rhoorl went and saw Godzilla Minus One and loved it. He's a huge Godzilla fan so he was pretty excited to see it. I’m off fo work tomorrow so I’m planning on seeing Wish.
Something that is releasing soon that I'm excited to see is Rebel Moon with Charlie Hunnam on Netflix. It looks like it will be available for my UK fans this week, but we in the US have to wait until the 21st.
Personal Stuff
Busy week. Both Mr Rhoorl and I had PTO on different days this week and we both had our plans thwarted by a sick baby. She's ok now, all good! Otherwise, we've been mostly laying low. I have managed to get most of my holiday shopping done and our Christmas cards arrived so that's exciting! We've also been checking out the various theme parks - I love the way they decorate this time of year! We did a holiday cookie stroll at Epcot last night and it was yummy
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Fic updates:
I had Benny Miller brain rot again (when don't I at this point?). Anyway, the result was a third part of what I guess is now the unofficial "Are You on Mute" series. I do have plans for wrapping those one-shots up into something bigger. I just frankly keep having thots I have to get out and it's distracting me😆
I did manage to get a good amount of writing done for the next chapter of Delta Landscaping. Hoping to get the new episode out early this week. Whenever I get down on myself that I'm not updating that series fast enough I remind myself it's essentially like 6 different series in one so therein lies the delays 🫣
This can be such a stressful part of the year, so I hope you are able to take some time for yourself! Have a great week and thanks for reading if you made it this far!
Masterlist
Working Title (Dieter, series, ongoing) | AO3 
Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier, series, ongoing) | AO3
Turbulence (Frankie, one-shot) | AO3
Are You on Mute? (Benny Miller, one-shot) | AO3
Are You on Mute? Part Two
Are You Alone 
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darkwaveho · 2 years
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 Summary: Every action has a consequence; every cause has an effect but would Wanda be the exception?
Parings: Stoner!Wanda Maximoff x reader
Warnings: 18+, fluff, cursing, sexual innuendos, suggestive themes, flirting, groping, manipulation, lying, toxic behavior, gas lighting.
A/n: Enjoy this long as part, I said I’d never do an 8k word fic but here I am posting a 10k word fic lmaoo. Sorry for the long wait and thank you to everyone who stayed patient with me on updating this series. not proof read bc I just wanted to get this out to you guys any way Happy reading! 🙂💜
part 8 | part 10
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A month. you and Wanda had been dating for a month now. You never expected things to go as smoothly as they have. From getting to know each other better, watching old lady tv shows with Wanda or just simply talking about the day you two had. This relationship was starting to really pickup pace quickly. Every day like clockwork whenever you exited a class you were always groped by Wanda as soon as she spotted you, you’ve grown used to it now not batting an eye at who it was anymore. Today was a different story coming out of your last class for the day. The touch you were waiting for never came, looking around you didn’t see you girlfriend in sight. You keep walking down the hall thinking maybe she chose a new spot to surprise you from but once again the touch you were eagerly seeking today was nowhere to be found. 
You send her a few texts asking her where she was after not receiving a reply you decided to call her phone. When it goes straight to voicemail you frown, that’s never happened before. Wanda always replied back to you wishing a millisecond and she always picked up on the first ring when you called. This was out of the ordinary for her, so you start walking to Wanda’s apartment maybe she’s busy with her art she’s been telling you about an art piece she was working on, but she refused to show you just yet. You knock on the door a few times and when it finally opens it wasn’t the person you were looking to see.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
“Hey, Nat what’s going on with Wanda, she didn’t text me at all today is she okay? She wasn’t outside my classroom door waiting for me. She didn’t grope me randomly in passing or harass me either.”
“Whoa, calm down sweetheart, she’s fine. Not really, she’s sick, must’ve caught a stomach bug or something.” You sigh in relief as Natasha looks at you admirably. She loves how you care about Wanda and her well-being. She opens the door wider and motions for you to come in. “I practically quarantined her in her room. she wasn’t feeling well after her first class this morning and when she came back, she really looked out of it.” 
“Poor thing.” 
“No poor me, she’s been really bitchy today more than usual. Sick Wanda is more dramatic than regular healthy Wanda.” You roll your eyes at her comparison. “She can’t be that bad, can she?” Natasha only raises an eyebrow at you and drags you in the apartment and towards Wanda’s door. She motions for you to keep quiet. If Wanda found out, you are here she’d play innocent. Natasha bangs on the wooden door. “Wanda, you alright in there?” 
“Natasha, get the fuck away from my door!” The impact of something hitting the other side of the door makes you jump back in surprise. Natasha was quick to hold you on instinct. She gives you a reassuring squeeze and mouths a ‘you, okay?’ You silently nod and finally become aware of her hand placement on your hips. catching your gaze, she removes her hands and sends you an apologetic smile before turning back to the door. “Do you need anything? Want me to get you some medicine?” she pauses before something else comes to mind. “You don’t have diarrhea, do you?” 
“Natasha, I just want you to shut up and get the hell away from my door” you try for a moment knocking on the door. “What?!” She shouts. “Go away!” 
“Wanda.” as soon as you say the word Wanda instantly reverses her wishes. “Princess?” 
“Yeah, it’s me, I didn’t know what was going on with you today, so I came to see if you were alright.” 
“Shit, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you. I just felt like shit after my watercolor class. I’m a horrible girlfriend, aren’t I?” Sounds like she started to tear up. Natasha only looks at you with a smug look this was proving her point about how dramatic Wanda is when sick and it was only the beginning. “No, of course not” you make a move to turn the knob, but Natasha stops you. “What are you doing? You can’t go in there; you’ll get sick too. And the germs will most likely spread out here and then I’ll get it too.” You had no idea Natasha was such a germaphobe. 
“So, you just want to leave her in there by herself without her properly being taken care of?” 
“No, I’m saying we need supplies first before we just open the door to that hazardous ass room.” 
“I heard that you bitch!” 
“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you; your congested nose is making it very hard to understand you SquidWard.” You pinch Natasha’s arm. “Ow! What was that for?” she rubs her arm. “For teasing her while she doesn’t feel good.” She scuffs. “Did you not just hear her calling me a bitch? And telling me to fuck off when I’m trying to check in on her?” 
“I’ll make sure she gets it too just when she’s better.” 
“Whatever, let’s go get these supplies.” While you took the liberty of ordering some flu medicine through DoorDash. Natasha goes into her room and comes out with two cans of disinfectant spray and two face masks. “You really are a germaphobe huh?” You smile playfully at her as you tease her. You were getting more comfortable with Natasha. Just being around her and having a chill conversation. “I am not! I’m trying to protect you from the sick.” You hum. “I appreciate it, I’m just messing with you. Though I really do think you are a germaphobe.” She brushes pass you and stands in front of Wanda’s door once again. 
She knocks on the door waits until you’re standing next to her and opens it this time. Her room is a mess. Tissues piled up in her trash can. Gatorade bottle on her nightstand. Her clothes and book bag just thrown out on the floor. Looks like she came straight home and flopped into bed. You find your girlfriend underneath the pile of blankets she still hasn’t removed herself from. “What are you guys doing in here? You’re going to get sick.” 
“Oh, shut up Squidward, we came-“ 
“You get out!” 
“Nat, just please don’t upset her even more, I’ll be fine.” She eyes you wearily and agrees. “Fine but you keep your mask on, no close contact and spray every so often. Got it?” she points a finger at you. “You have my word Captain germy.” She leaves the room. and you turn your full attention to the lump laying on the bed. 
“Baby, can you come out from underneath there?” she clutches the cover tighter. “No” she replies almost childlike. You round the bed to where she was laying. “You’re not gonna let me see your pretty face? I haven’t seen you all day.” She thinks on it for a moment before she rolls over to face you. she still doesn’t pull the blanket away from her face. 
“Okay, I’ll leave you alone, and check in on you a little later then.” she whines from under the cover and quickly reveals herself from the cocoon. her eyes look tired, her nose is red and she’s breathing through her mouth heavy. even in this state she looked adorable all wrapped up in her blanket like a burrito. “Hi.” she says the word softly as she can but her tone in voice changed. “Hi, what’s going on with you? hm?” she looks up at you through irritated, watery eyes and shrugs her shoulders. 
“Did you take some medicine?” she shakes her head no. “I don’t want it, it’s nasty.” you ignore her childish response while touching her forehead with the back of your hand and quickly pulling away. “Wands you’re burning up why are under here?” you clench on to the blankets giving them a slight tug.
“Cold.” she grips the blankets tighter to keep you from stripping her from the warm wrap she’s made. you needed to get some medicine in her quickly, but you knew it would be a hassle to convince her to take it. “Okay, how about we get you in the shower to wash the ick off of you and then we can get some medicine in you and order some food?” 
“You shower with me?” you tilt your head at her, you don’t know if she was innocently asking you or if she was taking advantage of this opportunity. most likely both. “Sure, I’ll shower with you.” 
“And you give me cuddles?”  
“And I’ll give you cuddles.” Natasha would surely lock you in this room with Wanda after you broke her rules by not spraying, being close in contact and not keeping the mask on. “Mmkay deal.” she unravels the blanket and sniffles. 
“Let me go run the water and I’ll come back and help you, okay?” she nods and blows her nose into the tissue. while you were making sure the water was at the right temperature and that you had everything prepared so she wouldn’t be on her feet too long. Wanda stubbornly made her way into the bathroom with you and wrapped her arms around you from behind. “Wands I thought I told you to stay in the room until I came back?” 
“I missed you, and I haven’t held you today.” she gives you a good squeeze. you laugh and unlink her arms from your waist. the heat coming from her body was unbelievable if you weren’t able to get her fever down you were definitely going to take her to the hospital.  “I missed you too, now come on let’s get you in the shower.” you wait for her to remove her clothes but she only stares at you. “what’s wrong?” 
“You said get ‘me’ in the shower. we’re supposed to shower together.” she childishly folds her arms and pouts. “We are but I have to put your sheets in the washing machine wands, I promise I’ll shower with you.” she eyes you cautiously and begins removing her clothes. she blushes when she catches you checking her out. “See if the water is at the right temperature for you, baby.” 
“Can we just skip this and go back to my bed to cuddle and skip the medicine part too?” she leans forward and wraps you in her arms once more. “Absolutely not, now get your butt in that shower.” she whines in the crook of your neck you lightly tap her butt to get her moving. she gasps from the contact. “You only want me to shower so you can touch my goodies. Are you taking advantage of me being sick princess?” she sends you a wide smile, good to know she was slowly getting back to herself. 
“You’re the one who wanted me to shower with you” you gasp defensively. “I don’t need to take advantage of you to see your goodies, you show them to me for free baby.” you laugh at her accusatory actions and place a kiss on her forehead. “Now, get your ass in the shower.” she does as she’s told finally getting under the water. you leave her to get everything else together. starting with her bed, emptying out her trash can, spraying the room with disinfectant. after you place the bedding in the washing machine Natasha alerts you that the medicine came and what should she order to eat.
 “I’ll ask Wanda when we’re done in the shower.” 
“Woah, wait a minute I thought I told you no contact.” 
“Nat, she looked like she was going to die of heat stroke. she was burning up. relax.” 
“Fine, but if I get sick.” she points her finger at you and walkaway. “You won’t”  
“Okay, I’m back” you find Wanda leaning on the cold tile of the shower wall. “Finally, now take your clothes off.” you don’t even scold her for her snappy tone you quickly take your clothes off and enter the shower. Wanda didn’t waste any time to hold you again. you left the water temperature warm to keep her comfortable, but you still needed to do something about that fever. you lean forward and turn the knob to cold water. she shrieks from the cold icy feeling and clutches on to you more.
“Whyy would you do that?” she whines in the crook of your neck squirming as you use more strength to hold her in place. “I’m sorry but we need to get your fever down, just a little longer, okay?” her teeth chatters as she nods her head. “C-cold now.” you turn the water back to a nice warm temperature to sooth her, you make note not to stay in here for much longer. the cold water was only a temporary fix for the fever. placing her head on your chest. “Is the steam helping with your nose?” she hums. “A little.” she lifts her head and stares intensely at you. “Can I have a kiss?” she moves her head forward hoping to catch your lips. 
“Are you crazy?” you dodge her and put some distance between you two. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry I won’t do it again.” she holds your arms waiting for you to welcome her once more. you couldn’t resist her; she was really adorable. being all cute and needy today. so, you give her a kiss on her forehead, her cheeks, and place a final kiss on her nose. she places her head on your chest once again but this time she starts getting handsy. “Seriously wands?” you say, as she’s sliding her hands all over you and making sure to give your ass a good squeeze. “You know just because I’m sick doesn’t mean I don’t get horny.” you giggle at her words. “Well, let’s hurry up so we can do something about that cold of yours.” you slot your leg between hers and guide her to grind against your thigh, she always gave you what you wanted, you had no problem returning the favor. she hums and groans softly as you bring her closer and closer to her relief. she doesn’t last long any way, Wanda was cumming within a few minutes of her grinding. this cold really had a hold on her stamina and her overall energy. “Thank you printsessa.” she looks up at you with dazed irises and that urges you to wrap things up here so she could lay back down and get off her feet. “You’re welcome baby.” you kiss her cheeks a few times before shutting the water off and wrapping her up in a towel.
“Don’t you feel a little better after your shower?” she hums wrapped up in her towel. you come back with different variations of clothing for her. “What do you want to wear?” she points to the Paramore t-shirt. “What else?” she points to the panties you had laid out for her. you wait for her to point to something else, but it never comes. “That’s it?” she hums confidently. you won’t question her choice she did have a fever and the chills, so she probably didn’t want too much clothing on like she did before. 
“Okay.” you help her put the clothing items on and focus on doing the same. wearing Wanda’s clothes of course got her throbbing but she wasn’t going to push again. Wanda tells you she wanted Ramen for dinner so you text Natasha from the room and she sends a thumbs up emoji. when you’re done cleaning the bathroom and putting on new clothes you lead Wanda out of the room and into the living room. you spot Natasha on the couch fumbling to place her mask back on her face at the sight of Wanda finally coming out of her room. 
“What the hell? a warning would’ve been nice ya know.” Wanda parts her lips to say a snarky remark but Natasha beats her to it while clutching the disinfectant can in her hand. “I swear if you say anything I’ll spray you. One word.” Wanda sits on the couch with a scowl on her face as she waits for you to sit next to her. “Nat leave her alone we’ll just make her wear a mask until the food gets here.” Wanda smiles victoriously and sticks her tongue out at Natasha. Natasha peeks over to see if you’re looking at them and when she sees that you’re preparing the small care package for Wanda she sprays the can right at Wanda. the fit of coughing is what gets you to turn around. “Wands are you okay? you need water?”
 “I think she’s fine; I think you should give her the medicine now though.” she smirks over her beer bottle getting actual payback at Wanda knowing just how much she hated oral medicine. Wanda furiously shakes her head. “I’m fine now, I don’t need it.” you tut at your girlfriend and bring the tray of water, Gatorade and medicine over to the coffee table. you shake the cough syrup and crack the seal. wanda squirms with each movement you make. especially when you actually pour the thick liquid into the plastic cup. she clamps her lips down tight when the plastic cup nears her face. “Come on you need to take it to get better. the sooner you take this the sooner you can get your cuddles.” she dodges each advance you take. “Please, for me?” you rub your thumb against her chin. you sit down on her lap hoping this would tip her over the edge to submit. 
“Can you open your mouth and take your medicine... for your princess?” you almost got her with the nickname. any other time she would have folded instantly but she really despised cough medicine, so she kept her lips shut tight. you huff after being denied again.
 Natasha comes up with a way to get Wanda to take the medicine. hopefully you would be up for it because part of this was for her own benefit. “Maybe you should give me some cuddles instead y/n, since Wanda is being a big baby and won’t take the medicine.” she smirks at Wanda’s panicked expression. she relaxes after a few seconds not believing that you would do it. Natasha gives you an encouraging look waiting for you to make your way over to where she was seated. this could actually work so you sit the plastic cup on the tray and walk over towards Natasha on the other end of the couch. dodging Wanda’s hands to grab you. 
Natasha opens her arms welcoming your warm body into hers. you pull away from Natasha when you hear a grunt and the stomp of Wanda’s foot on the floor. “Take it and I’ll come back to give you your cuddles.” She clenches her jaw as she watches you hold Natasha close. “You didn’t tell me how soft she was wands; I see why you keep her cooped up in that room.” she snuggles her face against yours. Wanda snatches the plastic cup off the table and throws it back like a shot. she grimaces and coughs dramatically. 
“I took it now, get over here and give my cuddles.” she pouts as she waits for you to return back to her. you turn towards natasha blinking blankly at her. “Uh nat.” she hums. “Hm?” she raises her brows in question. “Are you going to let go so I can go back to wands?” her eyes go wide not realizing the hold she had on you. “You sure you want to go back over there with that contagious monster?”  you laugh as you untangle yourself from Natasha. she had to fight back a whine that almost pushed through her as you left her on the couch. walking over to Wanda you smile at her. “That wasn’t so hard now, was it?.” she pulls you forcefully on the couch and climbs on top of you. “Cuddles now.” she demands it now after she requested it earlier. 
you pull her head down on top of your chest and stroke her hair. after a few minutes the cuddles weren’t enough not after seeing you give what was hers away. she tugs at your hands. “What is it?” she lifts her head to look you in the eyes. tilting her head adorably. “I want butt rubs too.” she tugs on your hand once again and places it on her butt. 
you give her what she wants softly rubbing her butt she hums in satisfaction before she once again deems it not enough. she wants your hands on her skin. she wiggles on top of you, and you don’t know what she’s doing until she grabs your hand again and you feel the fabric of her panties. you halt your movements. and harshly whisper. “Wanda.” she whines in retaliation. she didn’t care about Natasha being a few feet away this was her time to be as needy as she wanted to be plus you owed her after giving her cuddles away. you can feel the eye of Natasha staring into you. curiosity gets the best of you and you peer over Wanda’s head to watch her. you mouth a ‘Sorry’ to her and she waves you off. 
“Don’t be.” she turns her attention back to the television and you follow suit. you get through the first half of the movie until the food arrives. after basically starving herself today Wanda built up quite the appetite, she slurped her ramen and stuffed her jaws full. not caring to eat cautiously. “Geez slow down.” Natasha scolds Wanda and her eating manners. she flips Natasha off in response. you grab her face when she’s done drinking the stock from the ramen. “Let me clean you up, you really do eat everything messy huh?” the words come out before you could stop and rephrase the sentence. Natasha raises an eyebrow and Wanda just bites her lip. sometimes it amazes you just how little effort it takes for you to turn her on.
“N-not like that! you two need to get your minds out of the gutter.” you feel the warmth grow to your face from the nervousness. “We didn’t say anything, that was all you and your horniness.” Natasha shrugs and goes back to eating her sushi. you turn to look at Wanda for backup she only shrugs her shoulder with Natasha. “Oh, don’t act like you’re so innocent y/n, these walls may be thick but there not that thick.” you gasp and launch a pillow at her. “You’re a perv.” you weren’t really upset with her about it because normally you shut down any advances Wanda tried on you while you knew Natasha was home. but that night there was no compromising with Wanda. Natasha shrugs her shoulders and takes a sip from her drink. 
“It’s not like I can just close my ears from the lewd noises.” That night of the party. even after everyone left you two were still going. Natasha spent all night with her fingers pumping deep within herself. you and Wanda went all night and so did she. partly because who the hell could get a good night’s rest with the outbursts coming from Wanda’s room and the main reason was that it was a turn on hearing your reaction. the dirty talk, the slapping of skin and the moans. you take a glance at Wanda as she leans her head on your shoulder. “And what’s your take on all of this?” she wraps her hands around your waist and turns towards Natasha. 
“Hope you enjoyed the show.” she turns back to eat more food but realizes she ate all her ramen, so she takes some of your sushi and stuffs her mouth. “Oh, I did, I enjoyed it a lot...Mommy.” Wanda chokes on the spicy tuna roll hearing that word and the mocking tone in Natasha’s voice. you gently pat Wanda’s back to stop the coughing and hand her a bottle of water to sooth her throat. you make sure to send Natasha a warning glare in return for continuing to tease her oddly enough you weren’t even embarrassed by the fact that Natasha heard you calling Wanda mommy or that Wanda referred herself as that while you two where in the bedroom.
“Okay, looks like my work here is done, I’m gonna go take a shower and wash the sick that Wanda has floating around in here now.” she gets up and gathering up her trash to throw it away and leaves the living room to take her shower. a cold one for sure. when Natasha leaves you and Wanda settle back into the couch cuddled up. she turns on a movie during the movie and her commenting on the plot she stops to look at you. you were on your phone and no doubt getting frustrated about something. “What’s wrong dekta?” you move your eyes away from the screen briefly before moving them back. “It’s Daisy, she’s been acting weird.” Wanda clears her throat and sits up, pulling away from you. “Acting weird how?” 
“I saw her today in the cafe and she just completely ignored me.” 
“Maybe she didn’t see you, or maybe she’s just really busy.” 
“Wanda I was standing right in front of her, and she actively tuned me out. then proceeded to leave after I sat down. like I should be the one that’s fed up. she’s the reason my damn laptop got fried and she didn’t even try to make up for it.” wanda rubs her hand on your back. “Hey, hey, breathe y/n, just forget about Daisy. obviously, she doesn’t care about you enough to not let what we have affect your friendship.” 
“It’s just not like her, even now when I tried to text her or send her a message, she has me blocked. on everything Wanda. like I’m the bad guy.”
 “You know what I think?” you hum as Wanda takes the phone from you and sits it on the coffee table. “I think Daisy is jealous. jealous that you’re with me and she’s using the excuse of what happened in the cafe as a way to make you feel guilty. just forget her. she doesn’t deserve your time. she isn’t a real friend.” on the outside Wanda was just being a concerned and loving girlfriend but, on the inside, she was jumping with excitement that daisy did as she was told and stayed away from you like Wanda ordered her to. Daisy wasn’t that heartless to stop talking to you just because you chose to pursue a relationship with Wanda over her. would she be disappointed? yes, but she would’ve still been your friend. Here you were basically heartbroken over Daisy ending your friendship. Here you were thinking that she was just being an asshole who couldn’t take rejection when in reality she only avoided you for her safety. She only avoided you because of Wanda. 
“That doesn’t sound like her, something else must be going on with her, I know her Wanda and this isn’t her.” Wanda was quick to come up with a response hoping this would get you to drop the daisy situation and finish the night off with more cuddles and movies. “Sometimes you think you really know a person and they turn out to be a total stranger, maybe this is one of those times and sometimes people just change.” she shrugs her shoulders and gently caresses the wrinkle between your eyes. 
“Baby?” she taps her thumb against your cheek to regain your full attention again seeing you still lost in thought.
“Hm?” 
“You still never told me your favorite color.” that was random, but she really wanted to know, she still hasn’t fulfilled her fantasy yet because of it. “You won’t let that one go, will you?” she shakes her head. “No, now what’s your favorite color?” 
“I don’t have one.” you reply back nonchalantly and hold back the smirk that was fighting against you. “I don’t believe you.” she narrows her eyes at you. “I’m serious, I like all the colors.” she hums “That’s really gay princess.” 
“Shut up.” you boop the tip of her nose. Wanda rolls her eyes and huffs. “You made me wait this long just to tell me you didn’t have a favorite color?” you shrug your shoulders not offering her much more other than an adorable giggle she always wants to hear.
 “Ask me a question.” you think on it for a minute trying to come up with something good. before you asked this question you needed to know that she would answer it. “You promise to answer it?” she sits up now curious to know what you’re going to ask her. she agrees anyway. “I promise.” you pull her back down on top of you turning your neck to look down at her as you ask the question. 
“What’s your middle name?” she flops her head in the crook of your neck and groans. “Noo anything but that, I get enough of Nat pestering me about it.” Wanda refused to even tell her best friend about it and swore Pietro to secrecy. Natasha found out about it anyway beating it out of Pietro, but she still gloated to Wanda about knowing her middle name. maybe now if you get her to crack, she can say she knew before you just to tease you and Wanda. 
“You said you would answer my question, you made a promise. what’s so bad about your middle name?” 
“I don’t like it.” she shrugs her shoulders. “Okay, you don’t have to tell me then I’ll think of somethin-” she mumbles the word so low you couldn’t even hear her even with her on top of you. “What was that?” she takes a deep breath and says the word again louder and clearer. “My middle name is Django.” she curls in on herself but you’re quick to reassure her with a kiss to the cheek that turn her red instantly. “What was that for?” she asks while touching the cheek your lips just graced her. “I like it.” 
“Really?” 
“Mmhm, its different, unique, and it’s sexy.” you whisper the last word by the shell of her earlobe gently biting down on it and giving it a slight tug. “Just like you.” the moan and hitched breath you receive in return had you smiling from ear to ear. “Down girl.” she pouts at you teasing and denying her. “You can’t say things like that and not expect me to pounce on you.” she pouts and rolls her eyes in an annoyed manner. you only laugh at her reaction. “And you think it’s funny to tease me? Just wait until I feel better.” you tap her butt and pull her closer. “Oh? and what are you going to do to me when you get better?” she groans as she watches you tease her once more with your expression this time. “Stopp, you know what you’re doing.” you kiss her cheek, and her pout is gone instantly. “Well, I guess I should watch out for when you do get better huh?” 
“All I’ll say is there will be zip ties involved.” that gets the smug teasing smile to be wiped off of your face. “What?” she only smiles in victory and lays her head back on your chest. when you keep asking her for more elaboration, she turns your face back to the television screen.
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Somewhere during the movie marothon Natasha returns from her room, you wanted to ask her if she was alright since she’s been gone for a long time. but seeing as how she looked calm, relaxed and refreshed you brush it off. she even sat closer to you Wanda this time and shared snacks with you guys. engaging in conversation about the plot and the characters. this was new you haven’t had that much time to spend with Natasha even though she lived here. Wanda was always dragging you into her room or the two of you were rushing out of the door going on spontaneous, adventurous dates and just spending time together.
you sit up with Wanda still on your chest, ignoring her disapproving noises of you shifting and moving to check your phone for the time. “Babe, I have to get going before it gets too dark.” as expected she groans and whines after hearing that you were leaving her. you shift to lift Wanda on the other seat of the couch she grabs your arm before you can move away from her. “Stay.” you add multiple kisses to her forehead to ease the denial she was about to receive. “I can’t tonight baby, Nat will look after you and make sure you’re comfortable, okay?” 
“She’s gonna leave me for dead please, don’t go I’ll starve, I’ll die from lack of affection.” you tap Wanda’s arm. “That’s not anyway to talk about your best friend and the person whose gonna look after you while your sick baby.” contrary to what anybody says you think Natasha is actually soft underneath her hard exterior. she huffs and mumbles a “fine” under her breathe. you turn you attention to Natasha after hearing Wanda’s approval. “Okay, she takes the medicine every four hours, check on her temperature every so often just to make sure her fever doesn’t go back to how it was before, and I’ll check in later to make sure she’s still alive.” you give Natasha a pointed look near the end of your sentence knowing she would totally let Wanda suffer a little bit just from the bickering they did earlier today. 
“Relax, I’ll take care of sickie here.” she holds Wanda tighter on the couch, crazy how she was such a paranoid germ police earlier and now she’s comfortable enough to not only sit next to Wanda but hold her in a cuddle. you remove the clothes you borrowed from Wanda and put your fresh clothes back on after retrieving them from the dryer. you walk back to the living room to give Wanda a final goodbye. “I’ll check in on you later alright? and please take your medicine it’s to help you get better.” you needed to remind her knowing once you left Watasha would have a tough time trying to get Wanda to take the medicine. “Fine.” you lean down to hug Wanda she doesn’t think it’s enough to satisfy her, so she pulls you closer to her. you flop down on top of her and Natasha. 
“Kisses to feel better?” you tilt your head at her trying to con you out of giving her kisses. you oblige giving her quick pecks to her cheek. Natasha clears her throat from underneath Wanda. “Do I get kisses as well? or do I have to have a cold?” Wanda scuffs. “Fuck off, you already got her to cuddle you today when they were meant for me. Get your own girlfriend.” Natasha rolls her eyes at Wanda; Natasha came up with a great plan to help her bestie down the medicine. she was looking after her wellbeing after all. 
“I’m just saying it once again if I get sick, Y/n is gonna play nurse for me.” she shrugs her shoulders not caring about the dirty look Wanda was giving her. Wanda has had enough of the teasing today especially since she was horny beyond belief, and you wouldn’t touch her or let her get off with you being here. she’s gonna have to wait now. Wanda didn’t masturbate as much as she used to unless you were really busy with schoolwork. you two would settle for phone sex or just doing things on facetime. 
Wanda swats Natasha with the couch pillow with force behind every hit. you have to step in to snatch the pillow from her. “Stop, baby. Let Natasha help and try not to kill each other please!” you give her one last kiss before giving Natasha a warning glare about teasing Wanda so much. Natasha shows her hands in surrender and agrees to ease up on the teasing. you say your farewell s and make your way to your dorm room. Natasha was still going to tease Wanda and now more than before since you were gone. 
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As promised you facetime Natasha to check in and instantly see chaos erupting. with Natasha out of breath chasing Wanda around the apartment. “Wanda, I swear to god! if you don’t sit down and take this medicine.” you cover your mouth to stifle the laugh. “Y/n, she’s not listening permission to just knock her out?” you hear Wanda’s voice hitch she didn’t know Natasha called you she kept threatening to do it but never fell through. she tries to snatch the phone from Natasha but fails. “Princess, come back please! she’s so fucking mean and rude.” she bumps into Natasha so she can see your face on the screen. 
“Baby.” you finally speak after holding your laughter in. she hums in response and nibbles on her lips. “Yes?” she looked better than she did earlier today, but you can tell she’s still not one hundred percent. “Stop giving Natasha a hard time and take the medicine.” she cringes just from the thought of it. she parts her lips to answer you, but she gets distracted from actually taking a good look at you and the screen. “What are you wearing dekta?” you pinch your brows before looking down at yourself, you had on a camisole, but it was enough for her to get turned on from it, you lift the phone at a higher angle cutting off Wanda’s view of your hardened nipples through the thin material. “Don’t try to change the subject take the damn medicine.”  
“Show me your nipple and I’ll take it.” her sweet, adorable smile turned into a mischievous one within a second. Natasha just stands by in amusement, she most definitely wouldn’t complain if you flashed your nipple over the phone. you scuff at her trying to bargain with you in this way, and you weren’t going to entertain it. “Bye Wanda, take the medicine.” you hang the phone up. ten minutes later your phone lights up with Wanda’s name. you smile to yourself knowing she took the medicine. you end up on facetime until she gets sleepy and tired. you watch her sleep after the many times you’ve called her a creep for doing the same thing to you. your girlfriend might be a wild card and unpredictable, but you loved that about her. 
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Walking from the lecture hall you switch modes when you feel hands roam your body, knowing your girlfriend was sick in bed this gave you the incentive to put all your strength in the slap you gave to the perverted person. you double back when you hear the voice yell out in pain. “Ouch what the fuck!” 
“Wanda? why would you do that I thought you were some random person.” you swat at her in frustration. she huffs in pain as she holds her face. “Yeah, obviously.” you pull her hands away from her face to inspect the damage. her face was red, but you don’t know if it’s from the cold fall weather or the slap. you’ll go for the latter. 
“Don’t get mad at me, aren’t you supposed to be at home? in bed? resting?” you poke her with your finger with each word that comes out of your mouth. she moves her eyes towards the sky and feigns innocence. “No.” you lean your head to the right in a ‘really’ position. “What? I feel better, see? don’t I look sexy again?” she motions to her body with her hands. 
“You always look sexy.” her playful manner falters. “Liar, I looked horrible the other day.” you pin her against the wall planting kisses on her face as she giggles. “Take it back, right now.” Wanda being Wanda she was stubborn and was not going to fold easily. you tickle her armpit and hold her down as she squirms more. “Ah! ok ok I take it back; I take it back!” you stop your tickle attack and smile at her with confidence. 
“Cheater.” she glares at you for using her weakness against her in public. you fix the beanie on her head, properly pulling it down over her ears, she was still recovering from that cold. “Don’t pout, c’mon let me buy you a milkshake.” you bite you lip and swing Wanda’s hand back and forth waiting for her to accept your mini date request. Wanda never let you pay for things on the dates you two have been on the last month, she’s not opposed to you buying anything for her, but she loves giving you things it’s a love language of hers. 
“What if I buy you a milkshake?” you pretend to think on it knowing you weren’t going to let her win this time you don’t even answer her, you pick her up and place her over your shoulder. “Nope! I’m buying my demon baby a milkshake. and that’s final.” 
“Princess put me down!” she yelps out in surprise and clings to your jacket hoping you wouldn’t drop her. she was still a little weak from getting sick.
“Okay, we’re definitely signing you up for WWE why the hell are you so strong?” you laugh placing her back on her own two feet and slap her butt. “Shut up, so since you’re feeling better you wanna go to the drive-in with us tonight? me, Yelena and Kate?” she shakes her head declining your offer. “No, we can go to the drive-in, we’re not sharing a car with them I want you all to myself.” part of it was true but it was also the fact that Kate and Wanda still had unsettled tension. 
“You’re so difficult you know that? you could’ve just said yes.”
“Where’s the fun in that? Now come on I believe you owe me a milkshake my love.” she eagerly pulls your arm as she leads you to her car.
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Everyone decided to meet up at the drive-in. you were apprehensive only because of the movie hey were showing tonight. you hated horror films most of the time you could tolerate certain things, like jump scars. seeing gory dead people, demons and creatures frightened you. you sit in the passenger seat hands linked with Wanda’s. your anxiety was through the roof with anticipation. you know it’s coming and yet when the demon pops up on the screen you still jump and clench onto Wanda tighter. she notices but doesn’t say anything loving the feeling of you being needy for her touch or comfort to sooth you, she vows to hold you in her arms the rest of the movie when you get scared again but you beat her to the punch when you get so scared you leap on to her lap honking the horn in the process. all eyes were on you and Wanda in her car for a moment before everyone went back to watching the screen or doing other things. 
“Hey, you okay princess?” she chuckles and holds your head as you burry your face in her shirt. “It’s not funny asshole.” you snap back at her, not in an offensive way just an irritated and embarrassed way. “Sorry, do you want to leave?” she looks to you with concern now, if this movie was truly too much for you, she would start this car immediately and take you wherever you wanted to go, there was no limit when it came to you. “No, I’m not a punk I can finish the movie and how are you not getting scared from this shit? seriously feel my heartbeat.” she laughs at your mini rant. 
“I don’t get scared easily dorogoy.” she places her hand over your heart and slowly pulls you forward into a slow and tender kiss. the soft feeling of her lips, the way your tongues meshed together, and just the familiar feeling you’ve gotten used to makes your senses overload. you find yourselves into a heated make out session, still slow but with much more intensity. Wanda could only hold off so long with her hand still resting over your heartbeat, her hand drifts down to squeeze your breast. the shocking touch sent warm vibrations throughout your body and once again made you hit the steering wheel honking the horn. “Shit! my bad.” you turn towards the window and apologize to the other cars in the close proximity. 
“you’re so jumpy tonight why don��t you go take a walk and get us some snacks?” she kisses your neck as she waits for an answer. “Are you trying to get rid of me?” you probably needed some fresh air hopefully that would help you to finish the movie all the way through. “No, never. This will give you an excuse to leave and not have to watch the next few scenes. I can just tell you what happened.” you had a bet with Yelena that you could stay the whole night and tell her what happened in the movie. “Okay, what kind of snacks do you want?” she hums in thought for a few seconds. “Something salty, I have something sweet already.” she nips at you lip and quickly soothes over the stinging sensation. 
“Smooth, real smooth if I didn’t know any better, I would think you were trying to get in my pants.” your knowing tilt your head at her. “Aren’t I always?” she kisses you again and hands you a stack of cash to buy whatever you wanted at the snack bar. 
“I’m gonna make a quick restroom break and then I’ll be right back with snacks.” you lean over her to open the car door receive a smack to your butt on the way out and Wanda telling you not to take too long. you left the car just in time when Wanda actually jumped from a gruesome scene playing out on the giant screen. Wanda was just that lucky knowing you would tease her and never let her live it down when she’s always giving you the ‘I don’t get scared of anything.’ vibes. everything always worked in her favor.
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Taking a quick look at the snack line it was a little bit of a wait, so you head to the restroom. coming out of the stall and washing your hands you feel a figure standing next to you. slowly peeking up beside you, you quickly turn back to the sink putting more haste and quickness in your movements. 
“Hello, y/n.” Jean leans against the sink waiting on you to respond. “Oh, you remembered my name this time?” 
“Yeah, I guess I did.” you grab some paper towels to dry your hands off and Jean still lingers by the sink watching you intensely. you exhale deeply and turn around to face Jean. “Did you need something?” she hums in satisfaction. “Actually, yes! glad you asked. I’m just wondering when you’re going to see Wanda’s true colors?” she tilts her head curiously as her eyes roam over you. 
“Look I know she’s a little mean and pushy but she’s not a horrible person. So what else you got?” you lean against the sink waiting to see what kind of excuse and reason she would come up with.
“I’m telling you that you really don’t know her, and what she’s capable of. Can you really truly be with her when you find out how she really is? I know I can, one hundred percent, I don’t care how she is to other people but you, you have morals and expectations for her. I love her unconditionally; can you say the same?” you were getting upset with her talking about Wanda in this manner like she was around long enough to even have a conversation with Wanda. Hell, she didn’t even have the privilege of pillow talk with Wanda. Now she was talking about love?? she loved wanda? this was beyond her just upset about being dropped from Wanda’s beck and call. this was obsession, she was obsessed with Wanda and now you by association.
“Love? What do you know about love? You don’t even know her outside of her using you for a quick fuck. Are you really that far gone in the head that you can’t understand that Wanda wants no part of you? she’s not interested in you. you were nothing but a quick nut for her. move on. you’re way too smart to be acting like this Jean.” 
“I never thought you’d have such a filthy mouth. if you thought I was just a quick fuck you’re out of your mind.” you chuckle and fold your arms against your chest. “Well, I guess I’m out of my fucking mind because who has Wanda waiting for them outside right now? it’s definitely not you, the quick fuck.” you step closer to her with confidence and determination written in your eyes Jean mirrors you every step, backing away from you. 
“Who practically lives at Wanda’s apartment? has she bought you anything? helped you study? and who’s going to meet her parents when we go on break? Me! her girlfriend. you send her a tight-lipped smile in return. “Jean we’ve been together for a month now, she’s not going anywhere I literally have her wrapped around my finger.”
“How long until she gets bored of you? that’s her game. she stops at nothing to get what she wants, and when she no longer wants it anymore, she drops you.” part of you felt bad for Jean. no one should feel this way. Wanda never lied to her about what they were right? everyone knew she wasn’t the relationship type even you, but you understood because much like everyone else on campus you still wanted her attention, and you had it for a split second before she forgot about you and gave all the attention you thought was meant for you to Jean.
“Like I said, you don’t know her. whatever, Wanda you had, is not the same one that’s sitting out there waiting for me.” you point at the door starting to get annoyed with this conversation, you just wanted to watch the movie with your girlfriend in her car and possibly fuck in the front seat later, this was not on your schedule plan. Jean parts her lips for another come back and you no longer want to hear what she’s saying so you head for the restroom door.
“You don’t know her either.” you stop in front of the door hand on the door handle. Jean has her hand placed against the door keeping your from leaving and bringing her cellphone into your line of sight. seeing them and hearing the voice of your girlfriend and your best friend arguing over whether or not to tell you the truth. your friend Kate Bishop sold you out for drugs. Was her need for them really that strong that she would throw away your friendship for it? She obviously proved to you that it was, because if it wasn’t, if she was a true friend to you, she wouldn’t have done this. And Wanda was just as sick for toying with Kate’s emotions. You feel sick, sick to your stomach at feeling like nothing but an object and the price? Your value was the equivalent of a few bags of weed and Xanax pills. You feel stupid, after the nights you two shared you thought maybe you misunderstood Wanda as a person. she went through a lot but that didn’t excuse this. She’s exactly who you thought she was. You were played, not only by Wanda but by someone you considered family. Jean takes pride in seeing you distraught and sad. “Like I said, you don’t know her.” she leaves it at that and exits the restroom all together. you take a moment to calm yourself and process everything that happened. you storm out of the bathroom and make your way back to the car. 
Wanda sees you returning to the car empty handed and with a not so energetic look on your face. when you open the car door and sit in the passenger seat facing Wanda, she questions you. “Y/n? What’s wrong? What happened to the snacks?” Just the sound of her voice fills your body with rage stark contrast to how it made you feel moments before everything was revealed. Wanda doesn’t know what’s going on. “Did I do something?” You want to see if she had any kind of sympathetic emotions about what’s she done. If she’ll come clean without going too much into detail. “I don’t know did you?” you shift in your seat and turn your body all the way to fully face her. She just stares at you giving you a questioning look about what was going on with you. “Right, that’s expecting too much from you.” you scuff and grab your bag from the dashboard. 
“What are you talk-“she grasps your hand before you can fully exit the car. she couldn’t even finish asking you what the hell was going on before you snatched your hand from her grip.
“I just had an interesting conversation with Jean.” 
“Jean? Why the hell are you talking to her? Is she stalking you or something?” honestly Wanda was sick and tired of her always being in the middle of your relationship, Wanda didn’t have many regrets, but Jean was one of them. she wished she left her alone, she wished she’d stuck to the one and done rule, and most of all she wishes she ended up with you that night at the party.
“I’m going to ask you this once. Do you have something to tell me?” 
“Other than I love what you have on and can’t wait to take it off?” she tries to make light of the situation, trying to bring back the energy that was once in this car before you left to get snacks. this was not the time to be playful this was serious, and she couldn’t see it when its practically written all over your face!
“Fuck you.” you exit the car and slam her car door.
“What the fuck?” Wanda scrambles to open the door and catch up with you, she didn’t know what hell was going on with you. you were just fine moments ago. she pulls you back by your arm and turns you around to face her.
 “Tell me what’s upsetting you dorogoy. what kind of lie did that jealous, obsessed, bitch say to you? Let me know so that I can reassure you.” her anxiety level was higher than it’s ever been in this moment right now. she starts to calm down more as you allow her to get closer to you this time. “She’s not the one lying and playing mind games this time Wanda, it’s you.” The frustrated teary-eyed look you give her is enough for her to put the pieces together about what you’re talking about. She didn’t think this would happen. She was too caught up with just being with you that actually telling you the truth was put in the back of her mind the further you two got closer. 
“I know. I know about everything. About your arrangement with Kate.” Wanda was going to ruin Jean’s life. How did she even find out about the arrangement she and Kate had? Wanda was going to need a miracle to get out of this one without facing the consequences of her actions. all the warmth and heat Wanda had throughout her body was now drained just from hearing you say those words. Her first reaction was to come clean about everything, but Wanda was still trying to justify herself and save face. “What arrangement? I don’t know what she’s talking about, she’s lying baby.” You couldn’t believe her; she was still lying to you. 
“You’re going to lie to my fucking face even more? I saw and I heard with my own eyes Wanda! That night at the apartment Kate was going tell me everything and you lied telling her you would be the one to tell me the truth.” 
“Baby I’m telling yo-” you gave her no room to shoot more lies from her lips. Wanda flinches from the snappy and harsh tone you give her. “Don’t insult my fucking intelligence, Wanda.” 
“Can you please just-“ you slapped her, were you regretful about it? no, not at all. in this moment you felt like she deserved it. you feel stupid. embarrassed, and weak. Wanda clutches her face with her jaw dropped and her anxiety raising with each passing second you stare into her. “I saw and heard everything; Jean recorded the conversation you had with Kate.” Jean was right you really didn’t know Wanda. one month down the drain.
spotting the commotion from her car Yelena was quick to run over to you and be the backup you needed if thing escalated any further. Kate follows behind her no matter how much she wants to hide in the trunk or the back seat of a car, she knew this would come to the light sooner or later just not a whole month going by. every time she thought about just telling you she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Stepping in front of you Yelena shields you from Wanda’s grasp. “Is there a problem Y/n/n?” Yelena doesn’t take her eyes off of Wanda as she asks the question.
“Yes, we’re fine now can you let us finish our conversation?” Wanda steps forward to resume the talk between you two but Yelena blocks Wanda’s attempt again. “Y/n why don’t you go wait by my car.” you nod and walk away not sparring Wanda another glance. you walk past Kate not even giving her the time of day, you couldn’t even look at her right now. what Wanda did was fucked up but at the end of the day she didn’t really owe you any loyalty, not like Kate did. that was your best friend, your family, you thought she’d have your back through any and everything and yet she practically gave you away to get high.
Each step Wanda took Yelena mirrored it with ease she was very protective of you she was gracious enough to give Wanda a warning and she still managed to fuck it up. “Yelena, move out the way you don’t even know what’s going on.”  Wanda needed to catch up with you so that you could hear her out. yes, she used Kate’s weakness against her but it for a greater cause not to mention it was harmless it was just a little detail about your class schedule and getting you to the right place at the right time. how couldn’t you see that she didn’t do this out a malicious intent at least not with Kate. Wanda was never going to actually do all of those things to Kate she was just so gullible to believe it. was it a dick move? yes but it was just a bunch of empty threats. Now Daisy was a different story she was actually competition that needed to be eliminated, Wanda wanted you so bad she didn’t care about how she ended up with you. Now she wishes she took a different approach.
 “I know my best friend just walked away angry and crying so quite frankly that’s all I need to know about the situation. I told you what would happen if you hurt her.” Yelena floors Wanda to the concrete ground with a swift leg sweep. She basically punches first and asks questions later, if she even cared enough to ask, but this was you, so she’d definitely be snuggled up to you later asking for details on what happened. 
“What the fuck?” Wanda yells out from the pain. A crowd of people forming around them as they both go blow for blow on the ground a few feet away from you. “What did you do? I’m not going to ask you again Wanda.” Wanda put up a good fight, but Yelena was far too trained to be taken down by Wanda. “Are you insane? you don’t even know what happened you psycho!” Wanda throws a punch of her own that connected to Yelena’s face.  
You’re too enraged yourself to actually take sight of what’s happening around you at the moment on focused on the anger, hurt, and a sadden Kate in front of you. “Y/n, can you slow down please and talk to me, please.” she grabs your hand hoping it would stop your fast paced walking. you quickly turn around to face her snatching your hand away from her in the process. “Now you want to talk? you had a month! you had a month to tell me what the hell was going on. you had a month and just the fact that you would even do that to me! a few bags of weed and xanax....was that all our friendship was worth? was that all I was worth to you?” your voice raised in volume alerting everyone else in the parking lot.
“Y/n/n” just the sadness in her eyes made you angry what the fuck was she sad about? She wasn’t the one being pimped out for drugs you were! Before she could muster up any excuse the loud contact from the slap to her face stops whatever bullshit lie was going to fall from her lips. she gets the courage to attempt her apology again which only furthers your anger before you know it you and Kate find yourselves in a struggle of power. bumping into parked cars until finally you both ended up on the ground. Wanda and Yelena are rolling around on the ground. The same time you and Kate roll around on the ground. Natasha and Pietro finally push through the sea of people, and they don’t know which fight to break up first. Natasha goes to pull Yelena off of Wanda and Pietro pulls you off of Kate. 
When Yelena finally pulls her enraged eyes away from Wanda, she looks to find Kate scuffed and bloody. “Bishop, what did you do? Why did y/n-” Kate only shakes her head. unable to say the words especially in front of a crowd of people. the only thing Yelena can come up with is that Wanda cheated on you with Kate, because of her reputation but also because she’s never seen you lay a hand on Kate, not in this way, not to physically hurt her. Yelena would find out about everything later if you wished to talk about things tonight, if not she wouldn’t push you. after having a multiple person staring contest, she takes the initiative to check in on you. 
“You want me to take you back home?” you nod before grabbing your bag off of the ground. Yelena waits for you to start moving but you don’t. Kate speaks up for the first time since she tried to explain herself. “You were my ride; can you drop me off?” Yelena looked at you for a brief moment trying to see if you would silently give her an indication on you repatching things up Kate. Yelena didn’t know about anything that went down but she can tell that you just want to go home. 
“Natasha, can you give Kate a ride back home please?” she looks past her best friend and towards her sister, when she receives a head nod in response, she focuses back on you and getting you back to the comfort of your room. Wanda tries to free herself from the hold Pietro and Natasha has on her on the ground. it wasn’t until she saw you taking steps away from her that she started to go back into panic mode.
“Y/n?” Pietro holds her down with more strength. “No sestra, that’s enough for one night we need to get some ice on your face.” she’s not listening still trying to be set free, it isn’t until Natasha speaks that she finally relaxes.
“Give her some time to cool off Wands, she doesn’t look like she’s in the mood to talk things out tonight.” her eyes water but she nods and agrees to stay in her spot and wait for Pietro to come back with some ice. Natasha really wants to know what the hell went on for this to happen. she’s never seen you so upset, and Yelena was furious without even knowing what went down, Wanda can only imagine how she’ll react when she gets all the details. security comes over to tell everyone to leave the premises before they call the cops to arrest everyone involved. that’s when the crowd disperses with ease going back to their cars as if nothing happened.
Wanda spits blood from her mouth, stands on her feet and sends you an apologetic look just before you fully turned your back on her. an apologetic look you weren’t interested in seeing. maybe you were being too sensitive about what happened. maybe it showed how badly she wanted to be with you but on the other hand if she was willing to do this just to get the time of day what else was she capable of doing? how far would she go? what else has she done behind your back? Wanda didn’t lie when she said she didn’t scare easily. Key word being ‘easily’. everyone is scared of something, but in this moment, Wanda wasn’t scared. For the first time in her life Wanda could truly say she was terrified. She was terrified of losing you.
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relinquish the crown part 2: traditions old and new
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Summary: Your father has summoned you to the war room to inform you of the traditions in determining the line of succession. And of your engagement
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Warnings (trust me you need these): themes of incest (he's adopted but still), arranged/forced marriage, mentions of death, language, Loki's definitely kinda dark in this one [let me know if i missed anything and i will update immediately]
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"Why so morose?" you jested with the palace guards currently escorting you to the war room. 
"We are deeply and truly sorry, Lady Y/N," one of the guards, Skarde, addressed you. 
"Listen, I am positive that whatever my father has to tell me, it's nothing as devastating as your faces make it seem to be," you laughed as they opened the doors, revealing to you the King and his sons. You immediately righted your stance and proceeded to bow. "Your Majesty." 
"No need to be so formal, dear Y/N," Odin addressed you. "You are my favorite grandchild after all."
You chuckled as you stood up and took a warrior's stance. "I'm your only grandchild." 
"Yes. Yes you are." His tone sounded almost regretful. As if he dreaded what words he would be saying next. "Y/N, I wished to delay your education on the tradition of our lineage and our methods of succession until so came a time that your father would be the one to relay the information, but I'm afraid I can only delay it for so long. And time has finally caught up with me." 
"Grandfather." Your voice was laced with worry and panic now. "Are you ill?" 
"No. No, my granddaughter. Nothing so morose as that." He seemed to struggle to find the words. "I simply wish to educate you before you learn of it from the words of others. They would be more…subjective, in their approach. Flourish the information with their opinions rather than simply speaking it with objectivity." 
"Then tell me," you answered him simply. "I'd prefer my information untainted by gossip." 
"Very well." Odin cleared his throat. "In the ancient days of our ancestry we had traditions in place that cemented its integrity. It showed the Nine Realms our dedication to keep our family strong, to ensure that the realms would be handed down to the most capable individuals alive. When I ascended the throne, I set aside this tradition in order to marry Frigga, your grandmother. Because I have broken this tradition, opinion of me throughout the realms has…faltered. They question my ability to rule with the tenacity of those who occupied the throne before me."
"Grandfather, I'm sure after a…an extended adjustment period," you caught yourself. It had been centuries since Odin ascended the throne. Eons. "I'm sure after some more time to acclimate to this new tradition, the people's faith in you will be restored to our family's former glory. You abolished an archaic practice in order to wed for love; any man, woman, and child in their correct faculties should understand that. To wed for love is everyone's dream."
"I know it's mine," Loki interjected. 
You pointed a finger his way. "He gets it." You looked his way and saw him eyeing you with pride, to which you responded with a playful scrunch of your nose. 
"Y/N, in order to have done so, I had to accept a new tradition proposed to me by my predecessor. My father. This tradition being that if I were to have more than one heir, determining who would succeed me would involve…permanent consequences." 
"A duel," your father finished. 
The air left your lungs. "A duel?" you spat out. You looked between your father and his brother. "You would have to kill one another?" 
"Or one would have to yield." 
"That is barbaric, Grandfather! What could have possibly been worse than this that it had to be abolished?" 
"Y/N," your father began. "Before Odin's rule, our ancestry sought to keep its lineage…pure, as they would call it. That is how the faith of the people was ensured. That the realms would be ruled with the most reliable individuals alive, passed down from generation to generation. Our generations. Pure, meaning--"
"Now now, Brother," Loki stopped him. "Let Y/N come to the conclusions herself. Have faith in her knowledge of the worlds." He smiled at you and silently instructed you to do exactly that.
"Pure," you tested the word, as if you were trying to understand the word itself. "Untainted?" The men in the room nodded at you. You felt your heart sink the slightest bit. "Untainted…by others?" More nods. "Untainted by other realms. By other lineages," you spat. "Am I getting warmer?"
"Yes, Granddaughter. This was once the tradition of our family. I was arranged to be betrothed to my father's sister's cousin before I  met your grandmother. Had I accepted, all our lives might have turned out quite differently."
"Grandfather, that's incest." You spat out the last word in derision. 
"Now do you understand why this barbaric tradition was placed, Daughter?" 
You nodded reluctantly. "But one of you would perish. At the hand of your brother." And then realization sunk in and you faced your father. "Is this why you and Mother chose to not have children after me?" Your heart dropped as he nodded with tearful eyes.
"So that you would never have to carry that burden, my dear child. I would never place that burden on your shoulders."
You held your tongue at the words entering your head. That your father would carry the burden of his brother's death. You knew he would win. Instead of voicing your thoughts, you composed yourself and resumed your warrior's stance. "Well I wish you both the best of luck." In the safety of your thoughts, you silently bid your uncle a permanent farewell.
"That's why we called you here, Y/N," your grandfather began  again. "Loki has relinquished his claim to the throne. Your father is now my sole heir, if certain terms are to be accepted." Your heart soared at this news. Mainly because this meant that you wouldn't have to watch your father live with the burden on his heart knowing that he had taken his brother's life, but also in part because you were quite fond of the trickster prince. 
You'd met him much later on in your life; you were already fully grown. He hadn't even known who you were when your paths first crossed and you bested him in battle because you'd mistaken him for an intruder. 
To lose him would be to lose a piece of your heart. You'd grieve him almost as much as your father would.
"What terms?" you prodded, the relief more than evident in your features. 
Odin sighed deeply. "That we restore the archaic tradition. To fortify the people's respect in our lineage once more." 
You felt your heart sink to the ground, along with a dreadful pit in your stomach. You saw your grandfather's somber eyes in a new light as you tried to remember all the unwed females in your family. "No," you whispered in disbelief. "You couldn't possibly mean--" Your eyes shot to your father, the sorrow so clear in them. "You would wed me--?" 
You didn't need an answer. It was already clear. Summoning you to this room made it clear. They'd already accepted these terms. All to escape the bloodshed. 
Your eyes turned something akin to hateful as you looked at your father again. "You signed my life away. You purloined from me the opportunity to wed for love. And you--" You turned to address Loki. "You squandered yours. Why?" 
"No," he answered you. "I didn't." Your blood ran cold as he stood and made his way to you. 
"No…" The look on his face took on a new meaning for you. It was love. Undoubtedly so. But it was an immoral love. 
"Yes," he spoke softly. "I've loved you for as long as I've known you." 
You felt hollow. "You've known who I was since the day we met." 
"Yes, I remember, darling." You balked at his term of endearment for you. All those times he called you that or any other tender name were now shown in a harsh new light. A light you so desperately wished to snuff out. "You bested me and when I gazed upon your face I knew. I was meant to be yours. And you mine." 
You recoiled as he cupped your face, overwhelmed at all the new information you had to process. His confession being the worst of it all. Every memory you had with him was now being tainted with the truth. With his true affections. With his lechery. 
As more realizations came to light in your mind, you could feel the bile rising in your throat. "All those times you said you loved me…you did not mean it as family loved family. You--"
"I meant it as a man loves a woman." 
You could feel a rage burning inside of you as you addressed your father and Odin again. "The people will look at this union and see it for what it is. Sinful. Shameful." 
"This was tradition for generations upon generations. Ages before even I was born, Y/N," Odin answered you. 
"There have been new generations since you rose to power! They were not exposed to this depravity! They will see this union as something so base, so morally corrupt. They will look at the offspring of this union and think them bastards. And give them enough time and I assure you that they will look at me and think me a whore." Even as the words left you, the rage remained, and your indignance fueled your next words. "What happens if I refuse?" 
"What do you think happens, my love?" You wanted to scream at his words, at his brazenness to call you such in present company. 
"If I refuse then the terms of your relinquishment are unmet," you whispered. "If I refuse the duel commences." The tears that welled in your eyes from moments ago rolled down your cheeks. 
"It does," your father confirmed. "Daughter, I'm terribly--"
"You've given me an impossible choice," you fumed. "All of you." You struggled to keep your composure as the despair began to overtake you. "Either I lose a part of my family…or I lose my life. My future. Signed away to avoid the bloodshed of new tradition." 
You were desperate for a moment of reprieve. For someone, anyone, to hold you and tell you that everything would turn out alright in the end. That you would emerge from this nightmare of a choice and you would be able to move forward with minimal damage. You'd take that comfort from anyone. Even the man who'd just bared his reprehensible affections towards you. 
"Please don't view it so bleakly, darling," 
"Well how else do you suggest I see it?" you snapped, glaring daggers at Loki. Another harsh realization felt like white hot needles stabbing into your mind. "Is this why you insisted that I never call you Uncle?" 
"In part," he admitted. "Try to see it less pessimistically, I implore you. You wouldn't lose your life. You wouldn't have nothing. You would have a husband who adores you, who loves you with his entire heart. Wouldn't you agree that you could do a lot worse than being wed to a man who loves you as I do?" 
You refused to heed his words. Instead you tried to think as  your parents once taught you, trying to see this situation as a battlefield. To weigh the options and choose the path with the least collateral damage. The one whose consequences would ripple in the least devastating way manageable. And when you saw it that way, there truly was only one logical choice.
"I accept your terms." Your words were barely enough to be audible. You swallowed a sob as you faced Loki again. "I accept your surrender. Only because I love my father. And I do not wish to see him live out his days haunted by the memory of losing you by his own hand." 
A smile broke out on his face as he reached for your hands. You fought the urge to pull them away in disgust. "I know it will take time but you will be able to find a way to love me, too." 
"That's the tragedy of this all, I already loved you," you said somberly. "Just not in the depraved way that you do." You felt something in you chill at your next words. "But any affection I may have held towards you dies today." You faced your father again. "You get to keep your brother. At the cost of your daughter." 
And then you threw the door open and marched back into your chambers as you cried what was left of your heart out.
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A/N: If you feel uncomfortable with this story, please tell me so and I will take you off the taglist for parts 3 and 4, and return you once I'm back to writing your regular scheduled fluff.
Taglist: @lokisgoodgirl @lokischambermaid @imalovernotahater @redbluekjw @lucylaufeyson3 @thomase1 @springdandelixn @ficitve-sl0th @mochie85 @laliceee @xorpsbane @gigglingtigger @silverfire475 @cabingrlandrandomcrap @vickie5446 @salempoe @lokixryss @sinsandguilt @lokidbadguy @alexakeyloveloki
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mythaura-blog · 2 years
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June 2022 Development Update
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Hello, everyone! Koa here.
This is our first development update since the change of ownership and we are very excited to share what we’ve been working on. Here’s a quick overview of what we’ve accomplished this month.
Contest Winners
Our beast creation contest was a huge success. Thank you to everyone who entered! It was definitely hard to pick the final winners, so we have some honorable mentions as well.
Dragon - Stormy
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There were a lot of amazing galaxy-esque entries, and we loved the beautiful astral look of this dragon. I really liked the day-turned-night feel that this design captures.
Griffin - Mewstor
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The natural wild look and beautiful warm contrast of this griffin are what drew us towards it. It looks like something you’d see in the natural world (other than the wings and huge talons of course!).
Unicorn - Celi
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The warm gold and rich blue really just work so well together. This design works both to represent a warm midsummer’s day or maybe a bright nautical seashell. Either way, it’s a stunning beast.
Quetzal - SilverSauce
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The simple and striking color choice is just so handsome on this quetzal. I really like the use of galaxy to create those subtle freckles and shading alongside the ocelot.
Congrats winners! Your designs have been featured on our new homepage.
Honorable Mentions
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DeepSea Dragon’s Griffin - We loved the subtle use of python here alongside the strong color contrast. This isn’t a color combo I would have thought of myself, but it looks so clean and strong on this griffin.
Zenith’s Unicorn - This Lisa Frank style unicorn pays homage to a part of my childhood I had nearly forgotten. I loved seeing the wide range of colors you can get on a single beast, especially that prismatic tail!
Qhersek’s Dragon - Very dark designs can often be tricky to do, but this one is so well done. I love the layering of python to create that subtle outline effect, it really just looks so nice.
New Homepage
Sark has done an incredible job updating & modernizing Mythaura’s homepage. This update brings us up to modern-day best practices and features a dark theme on the whole website. In the future, we will have both dark and light modes based on your system’s preferences. The newsletter sign-up has been fixed. We will be publishing future updates using the newsletter (as well as posting here of course), so make sure to sign up if you are interested in receiving those updates.
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If you still see the old homepage when you arrive, please try clearing both your browser cache and your DNS cache.
Demo Overhaul
Not only did we overhaul the homepage, but the beast creator as well. The demo has a sleek new design that offers better responsiveness (you don’t even need to click a generate button anymore, the beast will change as quickly as you can change the inputs), fixes a slew of bugs, and repairs our code import system. Mobile users especially will have a much better experience with this creator than the last.
In addition, the beast creator now features details about the species such as a brief description and stat modifiers. Try it out for yourself.
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If you still see the old creator when you arrive, please try clearing both your browser cache and your DNS cache.
New Colors
You may notice that the new creator has more colors available to it. We have rolled out a whopping 50 new colors for everyone to play with, expanding our color wheel from 125 to 185 total colors. Here are just a few of the new colors.
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Behind the scenes
Our main focus for the month has been on upgrades. It has been a few years since the codebase has been worked on and since then, web standards have progressed. As such, we have brought Mythaura’s code into a much more industry-standard place. Here are just a few of the upgrades we have done:
Upgraded from Laravel 5 to Laravel 9
Upgraded from PHP 5 to PHP 8
Built a new backend API so that Mythaura can become a single-page application
Replaced jQuery with new React UI
Upgraded from MySQL 5.7 to MySQL 8
Overhauled authentication to comply with new security standards
Implemented a media server to serve images quickly
Reworked bulky sections of code
Implemented a queue system to run bulky jobs asynchronously
We have also successfully set up Mythaura’s WebSocket server. A WebSocket is a persistent connection between a client (your computer) and the server. This is a big step forward for us, as it allows us to start building real-time features such as instant messaging to other players, real-time notifications, and other game elements that require instant feedback such as our planned multi-player features.
This month, we also built out an achievement system. In the future, we will connect this to item rewards and a UI tracker so that players can be rewarded for their achievements once unlocking them.
What’s to come
Our artists have been hard at work drawing NPCs, new specials, monsters, gear, a world map, and more. We also are focusing quite a bit on the breeding and inventory systems next month. We look forward to updating you on these features in future updates. On the note of artists, we are happy to welcome Munkeking and Kymara to the art team, joining our senior artist Luciellia.
About Patreon/Kickstarter
We’ve got a lot of questions about when we will have a Patreon or Kickstarter up to fund the project. We’re so thankful and humbled that so much of this community wants to support Mythaura’s development! We have set up a temporary Kofi donation site where you can donate to Mythaura’s development if you’d like. These donations will be used for paying server fees and for funding art assets. Supporters will be eligible for a special role & channel on our discord channel if they so choose (this will not replace any of the existing Patreon roles present on the server). Both existing Patreon sponsors and new Kofi supporters will be eligible for potential art streams and early WIPs.
Thanks, everyone! See you next month for another update.
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remybcndz · 6 months
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Welcome to 'Tha Gardnn" ! I go by nae, and I'm nothing but a smart-mouthed Leo that always says what she wants to say wherever, whenever. I'm just here to plant my stories in the Gardnn and be a music enthusiast in the process. black. she|her. big mfn leo.
Just to name a few artists that I adore in the Gardnn: Beyonce, Rihanna, 2pac, Aaliyah, Tinashe, Frank Ocean, and a lot more that I would love to name, but that's a lot of fckin work.
I generally write a lot of romance stories, although I am in the process of looking into different genres (ex. thriller). I mainly write with black people in my stories, but every once in a while I branch out to other races and ethnicities.
I have somewhat of a writing experience; I started off on Wattpad, but I haven't been as active on there, especially because of work and school, I need the education and the coin chile!
No but seriously, now that I have the motivation, I'm going to eventually have all of my works moved over here so those of you that only have Wattpad or only tumblr (or both) can have a resource to read my work!
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Be careful! Most plants in the Gardnn will contain mature themes, adult language, mentions of abuse (physical, mental, emotional, verbal, substance abuse, etc.), violence, and possibly sexual themes. VIEWER DISCRESTION IS ADVISED, UNLESS SAID OTHERWISE. In the future, chapters with said warnings above will have warnings, giving you a final chance to click off and find something safer for you to pick in the Gardnn.
This doesn't mean that all flowers in the Gardnn have mature themes, some flowers are and will be without mature themes.
Aurelian's favorite (and growing) plants !
-You Won't See Me Tonight: A series in which a young woman named Rahnaysha navigates through her 'new beginning' after receiving full custody of her younger sister.
-Intermission: an Anthology: In which I write smaller stories that I don't want to make an entire book about, into one book.
-James Joint: In which a sophomore in college feels that she still hasn't found herself, and goes on a journey to find herself and her true potential while overcoming the struggles of being a black woman.
-Passion in the streets (Coming Soon): In which two souls from different areas collide in an unexpected, yet passionate, romance that's undeniable; based on the song 'Thug Passion' by 2pac.
-Never Ending: Based on Rihanna's song 'Never Ending", this shows a young woman reeling the effects of a recent breakup
-Rhythm of Love (Coming Soon): In which an independent R&B singer and a soulful artist bond together over their shared passion of music.
-City Serenade (Coming Soon, I am lowkey excited for this story): In which two souls from different aspects of life encounter a 'wrong place at the wrong time' encounter and sparks a deep connection.
-Solo Symphony (Coming Soon) - Based on Beyonce's 'Me, Myself, and I', a young author on the rise thrives in her own world of writing, music, books, self-discovery, and independence.
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I am very excited to start writing a lot again! I can't wait to expand my horizons with my stories and learn along the way. I hope you all enjoy the plants in my Gardnn.
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Here are some links so that you guys can reach me (Note: This will be updated occasionally):
Wattpad Instagram
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ansicred · 3 months
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Alright? I'm gonna be writing up an Azz & Paul one-shot in a bit, which'll be very fun indeed cuz I have 0 idea where it's gonna go because they're both such ridiculously stronkTM chars (in terms of my dg werewolves). Hopefully, it'll go well (you can ask me stuff in the meantime if you'd like). Other Announcements:
Tide Down's final two main chars will have their sheets made at some point, likely Alun and then Roger. Since sheets take time and Tide Down is something I wanna try and reduce to just a script wip as much as possible, they'll get the least amount of attention from dad.
Paul (Damaged Goods) does need a sheet up now he's being mentioned - again, sheets take a lot of time/energy for me to make so when you see it, you'll see it.
I have a new OC who's very loud in my head rn - he will be revealed s00n, once I've figured out his story better.
Sarff & Co of the Dergverse are being shelved because fantasy isn't my strong suit and as much as I love them, I just can't do them justice so they're going to the OC Retirement Village indefinitely.
Noso Verse is also shelved because I can't bring myself to edit the novelisation (given I was grieving when I worked on that) and the screenplay just isn't working for me the way I'd like it to - I will come back to them at some point, so they're not going to join the Dergverse cast in the Retirement Village, they're just on hiatus.
Odd Foxes and DG will remain my most updated worlds/chars - Character/Story Updates will be announced every so often.
I will be updating the main page, interaction rules (etc.), and my pinned post on here soon(ish) -- the blog name + user will remain the same, I just wanna have a fresh lick of paint (although I'm not sure when I'll actually do the update since a lot of themes are annoying to try and make work).
I think that's everything. Again, feel free to send me asks.
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captzexx · 10 months
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2023
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2023.
Well, we're halfway through it and I just figured now would be a good time to update all the stuff that is or was or maybe going on with this blog.  If you're still here, thanks for staying!  If you're new, hey welcome!  If you're on your way out the door for a pack of smoke or to get the milk, see ya soon dad!
So here's the rundown.
This is a hub for all the crazy/mundane/weird/eyerolling roleplay writing stuff that I think I'm pretty decent at. On good days.  It's been a year since I had my surgery and I have literally killed a third of myself.  Now to just keep him dead.  Which is hard as my brain is in a good/bad place most of the time to match my body which is in a good/bad place, but I'm keeping it together.  Most of the time.
So if you're interested in a collab, are collaborating, or going 'where the hell did that guy go' I'm still here and I'm getting it back to form.  Ish.  I promise I'll try not to let you all down if we're interacting or will be at some point, which I would love to do!
Now that that's out of the way, here's where I'm playing these days!
THE BLOGS
@sailsonaseaoffate - My Spelljammer blog came true!  Fantasy based sci-fi adventures with Treasure Planet vibes that I do my best to stay with the setting though as with all lore I make my own!  I do what I want.  Either way, this is where most of the Candell family has found a new home on the remade Wayfarer as they search through Wildspace for a way home for some, a new home for others, or bringing that final piece back to their puzzle.  New foes, new ships, plenty of sarcasm, and lots of face punching.  Adventure among the stars with a multiversal family of rogues and swords!
@conduitdreams - Cyberpunk is getting closer to reality than we ever thought possible, which is both very exciting and terrifying.  I'm hoping to lean more into the exciting part of it, but horror and terror are common themes for me as well.  Pulling a lot from cyberpunk epics such as Bladerunner, Strange Days, and Cyberpunk Red/2020/2077, I've been doing my best craft my own little slice of synthetic neon dystopia to build a few stories from.  Midwich is a floating city built in the Gulf of San Andreas after the great quake that split California from the mainland essentially making it's own free floating city-state.  Where most see it as the end of the world for golden state, it has done but flourish thanks to move and now is the ultimate producer of food supplies as well as other natural resources.  New trade markets had to be made and with it came the creation of these middlemen cities that processed items from place to another. It's very loose setting in my head that is welcome for more voices and ideas to help flesh it.  Come run the net and see with artificial vision searching for a soul!
@acrowamongsparrows - Steel for men, silver for monsters.  I love horror.  I love fantasy.  I love the Witcher.  Would I call myself a superfan?  No.  I would I call myself a big fan?  Hell yes.  Do I know all the minutia and information about the world?  Good god no.  But I did make my own witcher and I did piece together a 'Scooby-doo' crew for him to battle all sorts of things that go bump in the night.  I am no lore god (I do respect it though) but these are our stories and I feel like we should be able to tell them how or why we want to.  So, if you'd like to hunt monsters, beat up elves, and dodge vampires join me as Eld of Kovir travels with his nephews into the depths of monstrosity.
ON HOLD
@thedreaminghunger - I had high hopes for Oplisca and wandering the cosmic horror I built up around her with the mythos and the bits of Warcraft butchery that I'd clung too.  But I just can't seem to get a hold of it.  I'm not sure I have enough level in pure weird to truly give her what she needs to become the monster I see in my mind for her.  Traversing the multiverse in search of herself so that she can consume them and grow in power in the many eyes of her 'Love'.  Maybe I'll get there or if someone has an idea to push my feral end of space witch into stratosphere I dream of.
@memoriesofivalice - My poor FF14 characters, I had a big cast and a lot of my mind when I tweaked and created them all for this MMO.  I loved the game but I found myself spending most of my time alone and just kind of got tired of the story grind.  I joined a great guild of storytellers and people, but my heart just couldn't get into it.  As much as I distance myself from WoW, it still hurts me so deeply after everything that happened and continues to happen with them.  Maybe I'm tainted with MMOs.  Maybe I should revamp to just be a Final Fantasy blog and do my own thing with people.  I mean there's 16 of them and only like two really connected by sequels.  I hope an idea comes because this cast deserves to not be forgotten.  Or maybe rebooted at least.
@withanemeraldeye - 'Between the time when the oceans drank Atlantis and the rise of the sons of Aryas, there was an age undreamed of. And unto this, Conan, destined to wear the jeweled crown of Aquilonia upon a troubled brow.'  I used to play a lot of Conan Exiles and I honestly can say I watched Conan the Barbarian once a month when it's streaming as I love everything about sword & sorcery.  Pulp fantasy has always been huge for me to match with the incredible art and style presented by such artists Sanjulian, Jeffrey Catherine Jones, and the king himself Frazetta. So making a brutal pulp fantasy character was inevitable for how much I dig the simple but exciting concept.  But it's been quiet here for me and that breaks my heart for what I put together for Voldrin in the Exiled Lands fighting for survival with the Black Sword across his back.  I hope I can get back into it again.
FUTURE
I am interested in anything or anything to collaborate on.  You wanna do an urban fantasy adventure?  Let's do it Dresdan style.  Airships and moncoles?  I'm there.  Transdimensial time travel with Quantam Leap infintie lives?  That sounds really cool and I would love to explore it.  We run a coffee shop for people in the urban heart of a Pacific Northwest City?  That sounds a lot slice of life, but I am intrigued on what it may bring.  
The skies the limit for me and all we need is to do is say 'Hey I got an idea!'  
So, that's me.  It's 2023.  I need to be creative.  So do you.  
Team work makes the dream work.
Or synergy.
Insert corporate slogan.
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thatmangahunter · 1 year
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Reading Log: February 2023
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Hey-o,
Welcome to my reading log. Here's what I read (and watched) in February!
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Yakuza Fiancé v. 1
Yakuza Fiancé is by Asuka Konishi, who you may know from Haru's Curse. I read Haru's Curse a while back and enjoyed it so I decided to read Konishi's latest series. The first volume was okay. It follows 2 high school kids who are betrothed to marry by their guardians.
Yoshino is a normal sheltered princess of a yakuza family in Osaka, and Kirishima is a masochistic young man from a yakuza family in Tokyo. I'll need a few more volumes before I have a solid opinion on it, but I'm enjoying what I'm seeing thus far.
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In/Spectre v. 16
Kirin Ghost case ends, and Kotoko is forced to strike a deal with Rikka. I loved how this volume ended! :)
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Outbride: Beauty & the Beasts v. 3
(Note: mature-rated manga)
I read this volume like 3x!!! 🙈 A lot of ~sexy~ stuff happened in this volume. 😉 And story. Definitely story—more world-building in regards to the battles being waged by the Gods of Misfortune across the land. We also get some backstory and character development.
This is Fei Shen's volume, but Oma got some screen time too! I think I'm leaning on Oma being my fave. 🙈 But I like Fei Shen too. I can't wait until the next volume!
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Anime I'm Currently Watching
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Chainsaw Man ep. 8-12 (completed)
Alright, so I completed Chainsaw Man in spite of the blood, gore, horror, and t&a. I'm not so angry about my experience watching the show now. I don't hate it with the passion of a thousand suns now, but it's not a show that I'd want to sit through again. I only started to have fun in episode 10 when we meet Master. I love Master, Makima, and Aki. Those 3 are my favorite characters, and everyone else can take a hike.
Overall, I enjoyed the voice acting, the opening theme song and animation, the three characters (Master, Makima, and Aki), and the action. I've seen people give deep-dive reviews on different aspects of the show, and yeah, it does pack a lot in from the cinematic animation to the film and song references to dog themes to general loneliness, there is a lot to say and explore, but I can't get over the blood, gore, and t&a. If you can get past that, then you're in for a good time. (dubbed)
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Buddy Daddies ep. 5-8
I love this show so much! These episodes cover Kazuki and Rei's backstories and Kazuki's insecurities about being a good dad to Miri. They did the fed-up housewife takes a day off episode too. 🤣 Looks like the final conflict will be between Rei and his family/organization, which we got a glimpse of back in episode 3 but was finally expanded upon in episode 8. Looking forward to concluding the series! (subbed)
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Spy x Family ep. 15-25 (completed)
So, I finished the entire first season of Spy x Family, and it pretty much flowed the same way as the manga does. The first half of season one is well-constructed, and it covers volumes 1-3. Ep. 15 to 25 covers vol. 4 to ch. 38 (the first chapter) of vol. 7. After Bond is acquired, Spy x Family falters a bit. There's a bit of a lull, and that's where the funny slice-of-life stuff happens.
So if you're not a big fan of the slice-of-life shenanigans, you'll struggle a bit. It'd have been nice if the anime stuck some of the smaller bits (like Anya's exam, Take Your Kid to Work Day, etc.) in the first half of season 1. Yeah, it'd been out-of-place manga-wise, but story-wise it wouldn't have made a difference if it came before or after Bond. Putting that aside, the characters are still fun, and the opening song and animation are great.
At any rate, I've been following the bi-weekly manga updates for a while so I'm looking forward to the next big arc. Anime-wise, I'm excited about season 2 (Yor arc!), and I'm curious about what the movie will be about. (dubbed)
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Sabikui Bisco/Rust-Eater Bisco ep. 1-2
I started Sabikui Bisco last year and got up to ep. 10 before I stopped. Because well...if you know, you know. So, I am making it my mission to finish the anime soon, especially since Crunchyroll failed to include it in their Anime of the Year Awards. (They didn't include Fantasy Knockout, which I also have to finish! First two episodes were hilarious!)
Sabikui Bisco is an action/adventure sci-fi anime. It's really trippy and moves really fast. This is not the anime you pay half attention to! If you like Studio Trigger anime or Trigun, then definitely give it a watch! (dubbed)
(You can watch episode 1 for free on YouTube here!)
The End
What are you reading? (And watching?) Let me know!!
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thebossestunicycle · 9 months
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Final Flash Update: an actual review
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The DCEU has always been very hit or miss for me, but it has a special place in my heart. When Man of Steel came out, my dad was OBSESSED with it (still is), and it became the first superhero movie I ever watched. Despite the mediocre scores internet-wide (and how the terraforming scared the shit out of me as a kid), I cannot help but love that film to death. It really sparked my interest with superheroes and just ‘nerdier’ stuff in general.
While the DCEU opened me up to the whole world of superheroes, it also became part of what made me so weary of comic book movies. While there were good movies like Wonder Woman (2017) and (hot take) Black Adam, and great ones like the Snydercut, there were also huge disappointments that left me feeling pissed off when the theater lights turned back on. It’s not like all of these movies are downright horrible in every way (exception being 2016’s Suicide Squad), but each seemed to have its own form of kryptonite. The Justice League (2017)’s being its lack of character development; Wonder Woman 1984’s forgettable plot; and of course, Batman v. Superman’s Martha scene.
With the DCEU’s track record, the over saturation of superhero media, and with Ezra Miller being… Ezra Miller, my hopes for this movie were extremely low. But I actually left the theater feeling pretty.. decent?
Here are my main takeaways. Spoilers ahead:
Plot + Characters
As of now, I haven’t noticed any critical plot holes, which is pretty great, especially considering it’s a multiverse movie and all. Everything that blew up in Barry’s face was tied up nicely. But I am sorta curious to see how moving the tomato can caused Ben Affleck to become George Clooney.
The time mechanics were also pretty neat, like how a new future creates a new past.
I kinda like Barry a lot. He’s wicked awkward but it’s funny to watch.
Younger Barry too! He was such an airhead in the beginning that I was shocked to find out he was the guy that our Barry kept seeing when he time travelled.
I found Keaton’s Batman entertaining too. But the whole time Keaton didn’t really seem like he was trying to act. He just looked happy to be Batman again, which I can’t blame him for. On that note, I wish Bale’s Batman made a cameo somehow.
I was underwhelmed with the Zod plot. I was ready to watch him totally kick Flash’s ass. I didn’t mind Kara, but again she was a bit underwhelming too.
I got excited when Zod mentioned discovering Clark in his pod somewhere in space. I was like “Oh shit, did they take him in and train him to fight for them?” Seeing an evil Superman would’ve been crazy, but nah, they just killed him instead. Lame-os.
Effects / CGI
Oh man, I did not enjoy some of the choices made here.
First of all, the deep fake cameos. And also, deepfaking people like Adam West and all, who are dead, is a little odd. However Nicholas Cage showing up was very funny.
Then there was the CGI in the Speedverse (?? correct me if that’s the wrong name). It was video-game level. I felt like I was watching a skyrim-inspired acid trip.
Even outside of speedverse, the quality was really spotty.
Action
Oh my god, it’s so refreshing when there’s even the tiniest ounce of creativity in fight scenes (Looking at you, MCU).
Diving deeper into Barry’s powers was cool and seeing him fight with (and then against) himself was neat!
Then there was also pretty standard Batman stuff that I’m a sucker for
NEEDED a better Kara v. Zod fight. I wanted lasers. I wanted them to go to space. ANYTHING
Overall Emotional Reaction
Both Barrys hit hard a few times. The desperation to fix everything. Having to let go of their mom and accept their fate(s?). The scene when he said goodbye to her for the last time was pretty sad.
The themes were simple: accept your past; pain makes us who we are; etc etc. But there’s nothing really wrong with that.
The jokes landed! I laughed with, not at, most things
…Okay, I did laugh out loud at some things, like the deepfakes and when the Barrys phased for the first time.
But yeah, it was really enjoyable to watch. The runtime wasn’t an issue at all. Dull moments were rare (though I didn’t give a single shit about Barry’s dating life at all)
Final Score:
Characters: 7/10
Plot: 7/10
CGI: 4/10
Action: 7/10
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6.3 / 10
If I had to rank: above Black Adam, below Wonder Woman
but seriously can they just recast flash already. I wish ezra miller all the best on rehabbing themselves, and they really do a great job with the character, but it’s like they’re trying to get a jail sentence with everything they’ve done
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thesoulspulse · 2 years
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Regarding Owen Ravenwood (Revenant or Living Ghost)
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Honestly at this point I’m just elaborating on important story elements that aren’t going to change much once I begin working on a new updated version of Owen’s story but I hope you’re enjoying learning more about him anyway! Now then, I mentioned the anime Kyo Kara Maoh I used to be super into in high-school, right? So the main character is named Yuri Shibuya, a normal Japanese high-school student who finds out he’s the demon king of another world that was reincarnated on Earth for his own protection. A lot of my early stories involve some sort of reincarnation theme since I like the idea of past versions of themselves helping the current one fulfill some sort of grand destiny...
The same goes for Owen, but the biggest advantage here is this gave me a way to realistically have him born with his ‘ghost’ powers so to speak instead of getting them some other way since his parents are perfectly normal compared to Danny’s ghost hunting parents. That’s what makes him a Revenant which means “a person who has returned, especially supposedly from the dead.” And I thought adding the other meaning of being a ‘Living Ghost’ was cool too because technically Owen has died many times, he’s just always reincarnated almost immediately after for reasons I’ll get into later. Let’s just say he’s a special case even among Necromancers and not being able to move onto his paradise is because he has a huge task ahead of him and this lifetime as Owen is when he needs to put an end to the threat of Lilith and her demons/wraiths since those are especially dangerous to ghosts who tend to have darker pasts and bitterness that makes them more susceptible to corruption and being turned into one themselves and having their souls stolen.
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Anyways, unlike other Necromancers Owen has his own special necromancer form to manifest the power of his soul which becomes active when he basically fully possesses his own body which is how I explained it. In that form, he can do almost everything a ghost can do with the added bonus of the natural protection he has against demonic corruption and ghostly possession from anyone else. Everyone has their limits though and what makes Necromancers so valuable and yet dangerous is that they can control ghosts to some extent because ghosts are naturally drawn to them in order to get the help they need if they want it move onto their true afterlife in the Evermore, aka the opposite of the Unworld idea Butch called the Elsewhereness which to be frank just sounds like Elsweyr from Skyrim but they can also enhance ghost powers...
In extreme cases, Necromancers can also destroy a ghost’s core but they prefer to banish them back to the Ghost Zone unless they have no other choice. This skill is mainly used to destroy demons/wraiths because those are the embodiment of evil that revel in their cruel ways and exist to capture souls to send to Lilith and create more of their kind to serve her. They’re basically like Heartless from the Kingdom Hearts series but scarier because they are actively cruel and will do anything to corrupt the souls of humans and ghosts alike, although as I said the latter are much more vulnerable due to most of their tragic pasts or lingering resentment.
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And finally, on another note the reason Owen was born with partially white hair and red eyes is because it’s a sign that this is the lifetime he needs to confront Lilith in plus he has partial albinism which means there’s no color pigment in most of his hair and the red in his eyes are just the blood vessels. When he changes form though, his blood glows blue just like a normal ghost’s blood glows green. Like I said before though, this blood is harmful to anyone with ill intentions so only the most greedy and dangerous ghosts will risk going toe to toe with a Necromancer. Obviously normal Necromancers can’t fly without using some sort of spell, but Owen can since he’s technically been as close as you can get to a ghost before being reborn.
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That brings us to the most complicated part of Owen’s past that still haunts him to this day, Azrael. I might change the name since I plan to change his appearance since the old design needs some work, but this guy, oh man does he have issues. Azrael knew Owen in one of his past lives and was devoted to his family to such an extent that he wished they could be real brothers so they did a ritual to become blood-kin/brothers without understanding the implications. So when the person Owen was died unexpectedly during a battle, Azrael did as well and become the first Necromancer to ever become an actual ghost since they automatically end up in either the Evermore or Nevermore depending on their actions in life. He became bound to Owen and knew what he was destined to become so he did his best to guide Owen, but, that devotion soon became obsession and slowly began corrupting him too...
But, it’s also thanks to Azrael that a certain Vlad Masters came across Owen’s family Grimoire and the boy himself just in the nick of time when his powers started to manifest more and more as his 16th birthday drew near. Owen’s parents were long gone and even if they were still around, neither of them would have been able to help him perform his coming of age Rite. As a half-ghost though and the richest man in the world, Vlad was in the unique position of not only being an expert on ghosts, but he also had the power and resources to protect Owen from something evil that is a huge threat to even ghosts. And in the process, Vlad learns how to love again and what it means to be a father when he meets someone who actually DOES need him and is willing to see the good and the bad in him and accept Vlad for who he is despite his flaws.
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lilac--bunny · 10 months
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>MORE!the confusion continues!
finally back with another update (broadcast LIVE to NOBODY ^^/☆) i still dont really know how to handle this blog, mostly due to my inablility to handle wanting to be both disconnected and also show everyone all the things i make. i want to be free to be myself, but also want to keep my friends!and i cant do both of those things bc what if they dont like how much i constantly change!
being tied to people who you want to be tied to is tricky, since you actually care whether or not they continue to like you. ive always struggled with that. i want to feel the freedom of having a space where i dont have to care (cuz i dont have any close connections tied to that space) but also want to show my creations to the people i give a shit about. cuz their opinions feel more worthy for some fuckin reason.
anyway, i want this site to be a hub for all my other sites and pages. getting tired of neocities tbh, and i dont like their dashboard system -_-; you can do all the neocities things on tumblr as well, so i could just use it as a place to store images to link to. theres sooooooooooo many pages i wanna create. i think a lot of people forget nowadays that websites arent just supposed to be intros or fancy, pages can be their own individual art pieces.
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Mood: tired sleepy....got high last night...
Listening to: Heartcatch Precure! OST 2 Track27 (the transformation theme)
Eating: nothing.im hungry. σ( ̄、 ̄〃) i should eat lunch/breakfast (need to go grocery shopping....)
Watching: continued watching my DMMD dvd last night, as its now the thing i watch while waiting for mushrooms to kick in lolll
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muddyorbsblr · 2 years
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relinquish the crown outtake: no formalities needed
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Summary: The morning after you mistook Loki for an intruder, you're formally introduced to one another in the presence of your parents, Lady Sif and Prince Thor.
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings (trust me you need these): themes of incest (he's adopted, but still), blades, blood, mention of bestiality if you squint [if i missed any, let me know and i will update immediately]
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"You cannot imagine how glad I am that you're finally home, Brother," Thor addressed Loki in the dining hall as they broke their fast. "You've missed so much. A lifetime. Perhaps more." 
Yes, I did. We can begin with Y/N, who is without argument quite possibly the most exquisite creature in all the realms and also tauntingly just out of my reach. You know, given that you're her father, he thought to himself. He dared not voice his inner thoughts and instead grinned at his brother and answered, "I've heard some bits while making my way here, Brother. You and Sif? Finally?"
"It only took a few centuries, but yes. Finally," Sif answered from the doors, striding through the dining hall and seating herself next to her husband and placing a kiss on his lips. "Good morning, husband." She turned to face Loki. "And what news of you? Have you finally found someone you see yourself moving the realms for in the last 900 years or so?" 
Yes, I did. Last night. You birthed her, actually. "No. Unfortunately. I am yet to find someone that my heart would yearn for so earnestly."
Thor groaned, frustrated on behalf of his brother for not finding a happiness similar to his own. "Loki, at least promise us you did not fuck your way through the Nine Realms." 
"I did not," he all but snapped. "I may have taken a few lovers…occasionally. But I took my precautions. I was not reckless. I'd never been reckless, even in our youth." 
"And yet somehow you're the one with the reputation back in Midgard stating that you'd bred with a mare and fathered an eight-legged horse." He turned toward the new voice echoing throughout the hall and felt his heart constrict in his chest at the sight of you. You were wearing a black dress made of silk and embellished with silver thread that exposed your shoulders and clavicle. 
And all he could think about was tracing along that exposed skin. With his lips. 
He watched as you made your way down the hall, stopping between Sif and Thor leaning down to place a kiss on their cheeks, greeting them good morning. And then you took the vacant seat next to your mother, directly across from him, your eyes meeting his with a playful glint in them.
"You sure look a lot less suspicious in daylight," you told him.
"You've already met?" Thor asked you. 
You looked over to your father and nodded. "Last night. I mistook him for an intruder. Nearly killed him." Your eyes met his again, as if daring him to state otherwise.
"I wouldn't say 'nearly'," he protested. 
You placed your arms on the table and leaned forward in his direction, a smirk forming on your face. Now all he could think about was pulling you to him and kissing that playful smirk away. Stop it, he scolded himself. The last thing you want is to deal with your trousers tightening over the very thought of her. "If I recall correctly, and I do, I always do…you said 'Alright I yield' and sunk to your knees. So yes. Yes I nearly killed you." 
Too late.
Thor's booming laughter broke him out of his thoughts as he spoke up. "Then I suppose formal and less life-threatening introductions are in order. Brother, meet your niece, Princess Y/N of Asgard." He watched as you stood and walked over to him, frantically injecting the worst, most unappealing thoughts into his head just so you wouldn't think him the depraved heathen he felt he was once you reached him. "Daughter, meet  your uncle, Prince Loki of Asgard." 
He did his best not to show irritation at your father's wording. He was simply stating facts, after all. Devastating and infuriating facts, surely, but facts nonetheless.
You held out your hand towards him as you approached, and he stood to greet you, the picture of poised regal composure. "There's no need to be so formal," he told you with a charismatic smile. "I insist you call me Loki." One day I'll insist you call me husband, a wayward thought needled its way into his head. 
You giggled, just as you did the night before, before answering, "Well then, Loki, I insist you call me Y/N." He felt his heart hammer in his chest as his name escaped your lips. Your eyes gleamed with such mirth as he took your hand and raised it to his lips, pressing a kiss to your knuckles.
His next thought consisted of words that he'd repeat to himself in private for the decades to come. Perhaps one day I will call you mine, darling Y/N. When your smile grew wider and you answered him with a playful scrunch of your nose, that was when he felt it. He felt you wrap yourself around his heart and you had no intentions of leaving. As if he would ever let you.
The concern crept into him as he watched your smile fade and your face morph into what he could only describe as fierce protectiveness. "Get down," you whispered in a rush. 
"Y/N, what--"
He didn't have time to say much else before so much happened in the span of the next few moments. First you stepped to his side and assumed your warrior's stance, then he heard the tell-tale sound of a blade whizzing through the air, the lack of consistency in the sound giving away the amateur status of its thrower. And then he saw you catch the blade in your hand, his eyes widening in horror as he saw that the blade had pierced your skin, the crimson of your blood shining angrily in the light of the morning. 
The realization of what you'd done sunk in. You protected him. Had the blade reached its target he would have been alright. Barely even a scratch that he was more than capable of healing within moments. You, however, stepped into the path of that blade, into harm's way…for him. 
You truly were a woman after his heart, he realized. And he would give it willingly, you needn't even ask. 
He watched as your eyes grew dark and you weaved yourself out of the slight tangle you two had become when you stepped into the blade's path, making your way towards the balcony and looking for the offender. 
"Y/N. Daughter, I implore you see reason," your father cautioned your way. "Trust the guards to apprehend the culprit." 
"Trust my rage to be more efficient," you said over your shoulder as you grabbed hold of one of the banners and hopped off the balcony, sliding your way down to the floor below, where a nobleman was already scurrying away. You, however, stalked in a chillingly calm pace towards the cowering would-be assassin. 
Loki felt the presence of his brother, your father, sidle up next to him on his position from the balcony. "I like her," he blurted out.
Your father chuckled next to him. "I thought you might. She's grown into a quite remarkable woman, reminding me so much of Sif and myself. But there are parts of her that make her seem as if she holds echoes of you. There's much of you in her, brother." 
He muffled a groan at Thor's choice of words. There is much of me that I do want in her, alright, he kept to himself, watching as you caught up with the fleeing nobleman and rendered him submissive with an unrelenting hold to the back of his head, looking bored and unimpressed as the palace guards caught up to you and flanked the man, apprehending him. 
When you pointed the tip of his blade against his chin, forcing him to look at you, and then you raised your chin to him and the nobleman went down to his knees. 
"What is happening here?" he heard his mother's voice float across the path as she walked towards the scene transpiring just outside the palace grounds. "Y/N, my darling grandchild, what has caused a rage I've only seen before in my son's eyes to burn in yours?"
You walked to meet her halfway and Loki heard your voice speak with such fire, such authority, he couldn't help but smile to himself. "An attempt was made on the life of the prince. He launched this blade into the dining hall and almost hit his target, had I not–" 
"You bleed, Granddaughter." The panic in Frigga's voice was so painfully audible. "This man made an attempt on your father's life?"
"No," you answered, looking up at the balcony and locked eyes with him. His breath hitched as he watched the fury give way to a softness that made him ache even more for you. "He didn't. He made an attempt on Loki's."
His mother's gaze shot up and met his and he greeted her with a warm smile. She answered with a slight tilt of her head as her eyes traveled back and forth between his face and yours. He averted his gaze back to you and you smiled up at him, once again scrunching your nose in his direction, before heading back into the castle. 
You hadn't returned the blade to the nobleman who was still on his knees. Instead, you disappeared from Loki's view, walking back into the castle, arm in arm with the Queen. His mother. Your grandmother. 
He was damned, of that he was absolutely certain. 
He took a napkin cloth from the table and made his way back to his chambers, silently applauding his foresight when he caught sight of you making your way back to yours. "Thank you," he addressed you fondly. When you turned to face him, he handed you the cloth, which you took with a thankful smile. 
He winced when he saw you wipe away the blood by the base of your throat and saw that the wound left behind by the blade was larger than he initially thought. He wanted to slaughter the nobleman now. Not for attempting to take his life, but for wounding you so. "Just a scratch," you reassured him, your tone playful once again. "'Tis nothing."
"That is not nothing, Y/N," he argued softly. Had it been anyone else they would have put their faith in his heightened healing abilities rather than get stuck by a blade for him. He put his hand up, facing you. "May I? It's the least I could do."
You motioned towards the wound. "Be my guest." He lightly touched his fingertips to the skin around your wound and you felt a comforting warmth spread throughout your body. When his touch departed from you, no trace of the wound could be found. As if nothing had happened. 
"There. Good as new."
"Thank you," you addressed him.
He shrugged and answered you with a playful smirk, "'Tis nothing."
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A/N: Throwback to Part 2 when Y/N said "Is this why you insisted I never call you Uncle?" 👀😳
At this point it really concerns me how much I enjoy writing in this universe of stories lol. I just cannot let these two go apparently.
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lesbolieeh · 2 years
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BBG (m)
Sub!BFF!Chungha ✦ Sub!GF!Sunmi ✦ Dom!F!Reader
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WARNING—threesome ✦ best friend!chungha + girlfriend!sunmi x reader ✦ power bottom(s) ✦ thigh riding ✦ marking ✦ teasing ✦ breast worship ✦ nipple play ✦ praise kink ✦ stripping ✦ brief mommy kink ✦ princess kink ✦ babygirl kink ✦ mentions of alcohol consumption, breath play, fingering, oral sex, penetration, rewards & punishments
THEMES—borderline smut ✦ open relationship au ✦ best friend au ✦ future smut
NOW PLAYING—Stay Tonight ✦ CHUNG HA
[A/N.] finally a threesome!
this is NOT sex ed, this is entertainment! in real life you have to discuss safe words, boundries and preferences before sex! and after sex it’s important to have aftercare!
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"Let's get you home, yeah?" I asked rhetorically.
I had always thought of my best friend Chungha as an attractive person — damn, I'd even had a crush on her when we were younger! But she never showed me any signs of reciprocating my feelings whenever I'd invite her to "hang out sessions" that were way too romantic to be considered friendly. I mean, how heteronormative must one be if your best friend and you make tea together and then cuddle as you watch the Fear Street series and you think it's a friend thing?! So it was therefore an eye-widening surprise when she grabbed my face and kissed me 20 minutes ago.
We had gone to a party tonight "to have some fun" as Chungha'd phrased it, which I hadn't thought too much about. Had she meant this type of fun? Kissing each other? Or was it just the alcohol that had made her desperate enough to seek out her best friend to let out her sexual frustration on? Lalisa's all girl party seemed to be full of women (and other non-men) too occupied with each other so I definitely understood why she had a hard time finding someone "to have some fun" with.
"I don't want to go home, ____," she mumbled into my shoulder from behind me. Right after she'd kissed me I'd decided it was time to go because I thought she was too drunk and didn't want her to have a horrible hangover the next day, thus we were now outside, waiting for an uber to come and pick us up and away from this place. I was carrying her on my back — thankfully she had decided to wear shorts and not a mini skirt or dress tonight — because I was scared she was drunk enough to pass out any minute and didn't want so much as a scratch on her precious skin. She had told me she wasn't that drunk, only a little tipsy, but I didn't believe her since she had kissed me and I only expected that to be a possible scenario when she's really, really, really drunk.
"You need to go home," I replied. I hadn't called an uber driver and waited 15 minutes for us to stay at this crazy place. She hung her head into the crook of my neck, making her blonde curls fall onto my exposed collarbone and tickle me unintentionally, as well as blessing me with a breeze of lavender instead of the puke I smelled when I had walked past Sakura, Eunbi and the rest of their crew. Tough night for Sakura I'm guessing, I heard that her ex had moved on with Somi (yes, that's a reference to my Somi fic).
"Stay tonight?" my best friend asked softly into my ear.
"You can stay at my place tonight," I suggested instead of going to hers because Sunmi, my girlfriend, had earlier today requested if we could watch a movie together and I didn't want to disappoint her with lack of attention and care. Whenever we had sleepovers — which happened often — we would be at Chungha's place since she had no roomate, so this would therefore be our first time having one at my place. Her and Sunmi weren't the bestest friends so I wasn't sure how this would go. They didn't hate each other; they just didn't click well together for some reason.
"Yay!" she giggled calmly into my ear, tightening her legs around my waist and her arms around my shoulders even more, making it a little difficult to breathe but it was fine because she seemed happy and that made me happy. It didn't seem to matter to her that we would stay at my place instead of hers, whether it was because she thought Sunmi wasn't there or because she was drunk I wasn't sure — but once again as long as she was smiling I was fine with whatever.
She was always such a cutie whenever she was drunk, always saying or doing weird stuff cutely, like making ugly faces [cutely because looking ugly is impossible for her] or singing songs in very high pitches to make me laugh. Only Chungha was this cute when she was drunk. Other people looked like they were done with everything when they were drunk. And then there were those people who were straight up obnoxious and too loud when they were drunk but let's not talk about them!
Before I could soften up even more at her hair and nose tickling me, the uber was here. For a microsecond Chungha pouted and then got off my back, but I didn't notice as I was too busy opening the door for her as the considerate friend I am. I followed suit into the car and as if on cue she put her head on my shoulder. It was natural to me; I was used to her affection at this point, but I wasn't aware of the thoughts roaming inside her head. She played with my fingers to distract herself. The silence left me thinking. What had happened today? Why did she get drunk? How could she look sad yet happy?
Thankfully I didn't live too far away from Lalisa's so we were soon at our destination. The driver stopped the car and we could finally get away from the cramped space and breathe fresh air. We were two blocks away from my place as I always gave uber drivers an address a bit away from my real one in case they were creeps; yes, I had trust issues. "Hop on!" I said and bent down so Chungha could climb onto my back again.
During the seven minutes trip of me walking with her on my back she held onto me not as people normally did to not fall down, but rather as if it were a backhug, nuzzling into me. She was talking about random things she had on her mind, like how she was craving a bag of flamin' hot cheetos (she was one of those spicy chicks) and how she liked the smell of my perfume. But sadly enough she wouldn't get any cheetos since the last package at home had been eaten by someone — whether it was by me or Sunmi was a mystery — to which she pouted.
When we finally were standing in front of my house I told her to get off my back as quietly as I could muster, as we were outside and it was late and I didn't want to wake any neighbours up because I was the golden neighbour and would want those fuckers to do the same back when I was in my priceless slumber. She complied and waited patiently for me to unlock and open the door. But before I even got to put the key into the hole the door opened and revealed Lee Sunmi in all her glory, waiting with a big smile resting on her tired-looking face.
"Finally you're here, ____!" she whisper-beamed (the door was still open) and hugged me closely — being alone and waiting for her girlfriend to give her some attention always made her extra affectionate and clingy.
But I wasn't alone as she'd wished.
"Oh, she's here," my girlfriend said, visibly less excited. To that Chungha could only roll her eyes, she too wished she wasn't there; that Sunmi was at her friend's place or on a vacation I hadn't mentioned to her — anywhere but here.
"Yup and she will stay tonight."
"Great," Sunmi's smile decreased, closing the door a little harder than necessary, trying not to sound like she's lying although everybody could sense she was. Chungha didn't react to that; after all, she wasn't too happy to see her either.
"I'm just gonna put her to bed and then we'll watch a movie like I promised, Babe!" I explained before my girlfriend even could mention a movie, and pulled Chungha with me to my room (after we'd taken off our shoes, of course, because we weren't American). Sunmi huffed in frustration, but she understood why I'd want my drunk best friend to sleep so she didn't say anything.
Chungha followed my lead to the room upstairs, right above the living room. I opened the door for her and she closed it after us, which was a little strange but she had been acting strange the whole night so I didn't question it too much. Normally when we had sleepovers I would jump onto the bed and she'd do the same, but now it was different because not only was she drunk, we were going to have a sleepover at my place and not hers; the same rules didn't apply here.
"Let's get you to sleep, Baby," I said with a tone a mother would use for her baby or a teenager would for a stranger's puppy, because that's what Chungha was to me. My baby, my puppy, my cute best friend.
"I don't want to sleep, ____," she said with a small pout after I gently tried pulling her down onto the bed beside me — which she refused. Laughing at her drunk state, I patted the spot beside me to tell her difficult ass she should lay down and sleep. With no hesitation she ignored my motion and instead sat comfortably on my thighs. It wasn't unusual for her to sit on my lap or hug me for a minute or two — I was used to all of that. But this time it was different. I could see in her eyes that her intentions weren't the same as they usually would to be.
"If you don't want to sleep what do you want to do?"
She didn't say anything. Instead she looked me in the eyes and began grinding lightly on me. In a way her eyes were asking me if it was OK for her to move like that. I didn't say anything. Instead I looked at her face and then her hips. What was happening? I always had something to say, so why were no words leaving my mouth? And most importantly: why didn't it feel bad when my best friend grinded on me? As she had gotten a silent OK from me she grabbed my hands and put them on her luscious waist.
Sunmi was in the living room doing who-knows-what and here I was casually laying on our bed with my best friend grinding on top of me. Technically, I wasn't cheating on her as we were in an open relationship so this was allowed. We didn't necessarily get jealous when the other had sex with someone else as we agreed that for now in our relationship we were free to experiment different things as long as we used protection when necessary. Plus, when we had threesomes they'd always be adventurous as we never had a clue what the third person liked or had or hadn't tried before. But the difference between having sex with a new person and your best friend is that, although you don't know what to expect from either, it's going to be more eye-opening with your best friend and it could most likely affect your friendship afterwards. I know that Sunmi was OK with me having sex with new people, but would that still apply if that new person was my best friend?
Chungha knew we were in an open relationship as I had on multiple occasions told her about fun experiences I'd had with different people, which is why she had the courage to do something like this, knowing I already was taken but not exclusively.
Finally I opened my mouth to say something, and with a tone deeper than before, which shocked her a bit. "If you're gonna ride me, pick one thigh and do it good." Soon she was on my right one [as she knew it was slightly thicker and muscular than the left one] and rolling her hips smoothly, seducing me more than I ever thought a best friend possibly could.
My thigh between beautifully sculpted ones was an appealing sight indeed. She grinded her clad pussy on my thigh with so much grace it was obvious she was a dancer — and a very experienced one at that. The way she moved her hips so alluringly, the way she circled her arms behind my neck and kept eye-contact with me, her aura — everything — was art. It was like a performance. Her breathy whimpers was the music and worked tremendously at impacting the audience, which was me.
"Touch me, ____." Never in my whole life had I ever gotten affected like this. How she moved so slowly to enjoy and remember every single thrust against my muscles was killing me. She didn't need to tell me twice, my hands travelled up and down her deliciously curved body instantaneously. Never in my whole life had I been with a power bottom...
...but I liked it.
Sunmi was always an obedient good girl — which I loved — and the open relationship was meant for us to experience different sensations sexually such as this one.
"You should speak nicer to me, Babygirl," I teased with a smirk and smacked her ass, to which she let a small, pitchy moan slip.
To tease me more she leaned to my ear and innocently whispered: "Sorry, Mommy."
I didn't know how to react. My best friend called me Mommy. What was I doing? I had always enjoyed taking care of her because I knew she had worries and didn't like talking about them with me and so knowing that I was caring for her when she needed it filled me with joy. Maybe that was why she was grinding on me? Maybe that was why I let her? Maybe that was why we fucking liked it?
She pulled off her blouse, revealing a black push-up bra that held her boobs up perfectly. It was her favorite bra. I knew that because she called it her "lucky bra" she wore on special occasions. Instead of wondering if fucking with me was her special occasion I admired the sight in front of me. She smiled a little. She was still a little shy as she'd never showed her boobs to me in a sexual context before. I could tell that she was feeling a little nervous all of a sudden at showing her body so I put my face between her boobs. That way she wouldn't have to see my face and overthink any small detail and misinterpret it as judgement or dissatisfaction. I placed wet kisses all over the space between them and up to her collarbones, making her giggle cutely at my affection.
After a few minutes of Chungha giggling and whimpering at the tickling feeling of my lips and tongue on her boobs (at least what wasn't covered), I broke away from her body and looked up at her to slowly slipp off one of the straps of the bra. The strap rolled down her arm and exposed her shoulder and part of her boob. "Can I?" I asked, referring to the other strap. She nodded profusely, like she had wanted this all night or a little longer, and muttered a small "yes". Once again I pulled it off slowly as to tease her, seduce her.
And so both straps were resting on her forearms, shoulders naked, collarbones defined. Looking up at her face, I searched for any sign of uncertainty, but there weren't any; she was sure she wanted me to do this. My hand moved from her waist up her back until it felt the bra's fabric. Click! The bra dropped and revealed her plump boobs. She smirked smugly at my reaction and threw the pointless bra away confidently. "Wanna taste?"
I didn't answer, I just started sucking on her nipple as if my life depended on it, giving the other attention by pinching it lightly between my index finger and thumb. Gasping, she tugged a hand into my hair so she could have a grip somewhere to feel like she was at least somewhat in control. But she wasn't. My tongue swirling and my lips sucking on her sensitive nipple sure proved me right. The way she needed to pull my hair back to loosen a little of my power over her as she was panting showed how she was crippling on the inside. During this whole time she was looking at me going at it, having dreamt of seeing me do it to her for too long. I released her boob with a pop sound. The nipple was red and needy, and so was the other — even more so than the one I'd been sucking; I was always better with my fingers.
"Choke me," she said after regaining her breathing.
"Want my fingers around your neck?"
"Yes, please."
"Want my fingers inside you?"
"Yes, p-please."
"Do you think you deserve it, Babygirl."
The front door opened, making both of us turn our heads to the opening, and there she stood, Lee Sunmi, in all her glory.
"Did someone say Babygirl?" she asked and closed the door behind her.
"Don't tell me you're fucking her and not me," she whined with a needy pout, "I've waited for you for hours. The least you can do is invite me, y'know."
She never whined [in a non-sexual way] or complained because she was my good girl but she was now filled with tiredness and deprived of attention and that changed her behavior. I looked back at Chungha, noticing immediately that she was a little annoyed. Bingo!
"Babygirl, if you want to prove to me that you deserve my fingers I have a little mission for you," I said, intriguing her interest.
"You're going to make me cum with your pretty mouth whilst I prepare Sunmi for my strap. Then when I fuck her I want you to watch and handle it without touching yourself, understood?"
"Yes," Chungha said confidently; she'd never had any complaints about her tongue before and she'd do anything for my fingers tonight. I smiled and tucked some hair behind her ear.
Turning my attention to the attention deprived girlfriend by the door, my smile turned into a smirk. "Princess. There. Now," I pointed towards the floor in front of the bed, to which Sunmi obeyed in a second as she was a good girl. I knew she always listened to me, so I felt satisfied. However, there was something about that little naughtiness of Chungha's that intrigued me.
"Good. Now take off your clothes for me." Fuck yes. Sunmi didn't know how to feel about her girlfriend with her best friend in bed — she would've preferred for me to be with someone other than Chungha as she was a threat since we'd known each other for much longer than Sunmi and I. She was tired and a little jealous (I had spent all night with Chungha!), so it only flicked a new side of her. Teasingly, she stood up on her feet and slipped off her tank top in what seemed like slow motion. She took off her shorts even slower and smirked at me. This wasn't like her usual. Was she trying to be...naughty?
"What do you want now?" she asked, not with that sweet tone she always used, but with a rude tone that made me want to punish her for the first time.
✦ ੈ ✦ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✦‧₊˚** ੈ ✦ ‧₊˚ * ੈ ✦‧₊˚** ✦ ੈ ✦
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❝ 다가와 내게 이 순간 Stay tonight, stay tonight, stay By my side Stay tonight, stay tonight, stay
이 밤 향기에 또 취하고 멈추지 않아도 돼 sta-a-a-ay 더는 움직일 수 없도록 깊숙이 스며들어 Stay with me, ooh
Tonight, stay tonight Tell me what you wanna do Run away or stay toni-ah-tonight ❞
( Come to me in this moment Stay tonight, stay tonight Stay by my side Stay tonight, stay tonight, stay
Get drunk on the scent again tonight You don't have to stop, sta-a-a-ay Slip in deeply Until you can't move anymore Stay with me, ooh
Tonight, stay tonight Tell me what you wanna do Run away or stay toni-ah-tonight )
—kim chungha; 2020
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HEY EVERYBODY IT'S TIME FOR ME TO YELL FOR YOU TO BUY COOL STUFF
HEY YOU
YEAH YOU
Do you have a beard? Calluses? Chapped lips? Do you like to smell like fun things? Do you want to support a small business?
HECK YEAH YOU FIT AT LEAST ONE THING ON THAT LIST.
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So here's the skinny!
As we all know, the horde of robot monkeys who control the earth all collectively malfunctioned in 2020, leaving a trail of chaos in their wake. One of the things that got royally fucked over was my roommate's small business: although she has an Etsy, she does the vast majority of her selling at anime conventions.
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Well, finally and at long last, the smoke is clearing, the first Arizona con of 2021 has been scheduled for Labor Day, and . . .
. . . oh.
And she has a premium booth. The good news is, it rolled over from 2020 (when said con was canceled), so that's no new expense. The bad news is . . . all the sales she was counting on as a way to buy the additional displays and make the additional product she'll need to fill that booth and make it worth the while?
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Yeah. Those did not happen, because her entire sales year did not happen.
I'm saving some money from my second job to help buy displays. But that doesn't change that she's going to need a lot more product, including but not limited to restocking and I believe also at least one new product line? (If my memory of her timeline hasn't shat the bed on me this morning.) Plus, we had to move in the middle of September, so the address listed on the labels is no longer correct--and it has to be updated to meet federal sales standards, but she's got to get this old stock moved.
So what's she got? Well, fandom themed lip balms that taste bomb and leave your lips feeling like they've been gently brushed by the very softest and lovingest of kittens. I use them and deeply enjoy them; right now I'm going through the last of a Garnet from Steven Universe, but other faves of mine include Victor (Yuri on Ice), Peridot, and Sailor Jupiter (Sailor Moon). I would throw in Sailor Moon herself on that list, but the problem is it smells so good and every time I use it I just end up wanting cake. And if you're an Overwatch fan, @docholligay commissioned a set of balms from her a couple of years ago that were great fun to be a guinea pig for--and you've got ten different characters to choose from. These aren't flavors you're going to find anywhere else, either--a lot of people who make fandom-themed items will go, say . . . "oh, apples can be green and Sailor Jupiter is green, so I'll make her flavor Green Apple!" Zeo doesn't do that. She sits down and says "okay, what is the character like? What do we know about their backstory and the things they do on the day-to-day? What is a flavor that isn't necessarily their 'color,' but is them?" Plus, they're blended flavors--rather than your usual "cherry," "peppermint," "apple," whatever Chapstick is coming out with these days, you get something unique. (Sailor Jupiter is lime basil! Victor is white chocolate mocha! Lapis contains chili oil!)
Okay. You're all lip balmed up, what's next? NEXT IS FEET PICS. Okay, okay, I'll spare you looking at my feet, but only if you go look at MIRACULOUS HAND AND FOOT SALVE. Or at least, I call it miraculous. @penprp can back me up here, though, this stuff is incredible. You rub it on and then in as it melts, and it softens up calluses and rough skin. I get a fucking shelf of callus on my left foot because I walk funny, and it hurts and it makes it hard to find sandals that fit nicely, and this stuff just . . . melts it. I put some on after a bath and instead of going for a pedicure once a month because I have to, I go once every two or three months because I want to. I'm not allowed to tell you that it will clear your skin and water your crops because the FDA would be very mad at me for making unverifiable claims, but, uh . . . I am going to tell you I use this stuff over anything I've found in a regular store. Fair warning, the mocha mint scent will make you want to shotgun an entire box of Andes mints.
Ah, but perhaps you are also the kind of person of refined facial hair taste? Show your whiskers some love and get some beard balm. I can't say a whole lot about this one, unfortunately, as I do not have a beard. I can tell you I've used a little dab of it at a con when my hair was developing a mind of its own, not really as a pomade (it won't do that anyway) but kind of to be like "moisture stops static electricity, yes?" and afterward my hair was super soft.
So let's see! Your lips are worthy of a night out with Chris Evans, your hands and feet feel like they've gone to their own personal very posh spa, and your most excellent moustache has been massaged and pampered. What else?
Well . . . a finishing touch to smell awesome! And we're back in fandom land here, too--but no worries, there's something for all genders and ages. Not gonna lie, I'm not going to try to link all of these, because her most popular set is also literally the only one I'm unfamiliar with. But they're SCENTED OIL ROLLERS, which is like a body spray and an old-timey perfume had a baby. You roll a bit on your pulse points (wrists, inside of your elbows, behind your ears) and it makes you smell nice. I can't choose a favorite because it really depends on my mood, but there's a Yona of the Dawn set that always gets people excited, and I did the artwork for a line of Dark Tower scents. (Susannah is my go-to when I can't make up my mind: hot chocolate, roses, and a wee smidge of gunpowder.) Plus, the OG line that started it all: Yu-Gi-Oh! Ranging from Seto "you wouldn't think an overdramatic computer geek would smell good" Kaiba to Mai "this smells like a grownup's perfume but better" Kujaku to Anzu "if the cosmetics aisle at Claire's was actually fun and tasteful" Mazaki, the entire main cast is here and they're fantastic. (Also, friendly pro tip for transmasc guys: while Zeo will tell you all of her scents are gender neutral depending upon what you want to smell like, and I agree with her, if you want to go full I Am A Manly Man Of Class, Suguroku is bay rum and a couple of other things I can't remember at the moment, but anyway he's supposed to smell like an old-timey dashing gambling man and he is a fantastic scent.)
All of this bounty? YES! And there are a few other random things I didn't mention, like cold-process soaps (they also smell bomb, you may be seeing a theme here) and a couple other lip balm flavors! So you should check it all out, and:
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(You should also reblog and share with your followers, because likes sit and languish and do nothing and because there are links it's already kind of hobbled on the way out the gate. Thanks, Tumblr.)
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