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ryker-writes · 9 months

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Taking a smol break

Hey guys, nothing big happening or anything here. I'm just going to be taking the next couple weeks to focus on school work since I have a lot to do! So I'll still be active but I won't be posting any new works of mine.

Don't fear, I'll be back around the 18th because classes will be over then! When I get back I have a short story to write, some requests, the next piece of Jaxon lore, and even an event around the 25th so stay tuned for those!

If anyone needs me, of course I'll still be online, I just won't be posting! Smol man needs smol break

But in the meantime you can check out my friends!

@theroseredreaper writes for TWST! Their requests are also open and they write really well! They're so nice to talk to and so fun! I platonically love Mimi like they're so sweet and understanding and we talk for so long about pokemon and stuff. Mimi even wrote me a comfort piece not to long ago and I go back and re-read their things because it's so good!

@starboyshoyo also writes for TWST but isn't taking requests right now but she has an event open with one slot left for a musical song with the TWST boys! Birdie has endured many of my Sebek rambles and encourages them +_+

@azulashengrottospiano requests aren't open right now but if you like Azul, silly random content, or the ikemen series, Auburn has got you covered! Auburn is so sweet and so cool! I love to read her rambles about random things and it's so fun to see all the interactions! Auburn is also the (what I call) fish wizard. She knows so much about the ocean and sea life and you can ask about a specific species and Auburn will fill you in on it and it's so cool

@pyroxeene isn't taking requests right now but she's so lovely to talk to and she writes Honkai Star Rail content right now! She's such a talented writer like a role model to me and honestly the main character in life

@leonistic is super cool! Also probably the biggest Leona fan out there but so understandable. Soru is very nice and even has an event going on right now! But please be mindful and don't spam them with requests for the event! You'll never understand my hype when they followed me back-

@paraccosm is super nice! If you like the spiderverse, she's a wonderful writer who's also taking requests for the spiderverse! She's seriously so sweet and it makes me sad that I don't know the spiderverse stuff so I can't request, but I'll be like the supportive father that doesn't understand a thing but is cheering you on anyway!

@minimallyminnie deserves. more. support. and. appreciation. Seriously they're so kind and supportive of me and my oc Jaxon and there's no words to express how grateful I am to them. They write things so beautifully and are very underappreciated. While their requests are closed, feel free to check them out and explore their blog! Fuyuki belongs to them too!

@spritofthesea is so fun! They have lots of ocs and you may recognize Akuji and Karrigan because they belong to them! While they have a separate blog for their TWST things, they also like One Piece, so if that's for you then feel free to check them out!

@l1ttleclouds my platonic husband <3. He may be a bit busy because he has a beautiful newborn daughter (Congratulations again!), but he takes requests for moodboards and aesthetic boards and they're +_+ so good! He's done a few for me for Silver, Sebek, Mammon, and even my style! He's also the first friend I made on here and I'm so grateful to him!

@officialdaydreamer00 is so cool! Irene currently has an event going on where you can request a drawing of your oc and a TWST boy dancing and it's so cool and their art is so good! Their ocs are so cool too and the lore is scrumptious! Irene is so nice tho

@rose-the-witch1 is so fun and nice! While requests are closed, she posts really cool content and she knows a bunch of anime things! Rosie is a Lilia lover so if you want to share thoughts on Lilia, feel free!

@it-happened-one-fic is such a good writer and so nice like ;-; how? She's super cool and all her works are so good I definitely recommend checking them out! She writes for Genshin Impact and Twisted Wonderland and they're all so good that I just eat up every fic

@thebettybook we don't really interact on Tumblr but she is so nice! She's great at giving writing advice and has delicious writing for TWST, Transformers, and the spiderverse too! The strawberry theme is so cute too!

@animusicnerd is so cool! Ryker approved cool kid right here like omg I'm friends with a cool kid?? She's always so nice and chill to talk to and in a lot of different fandoms like TWST, spider-man, Haikyuu, and Ensemble Stars! We don't interact much on Tumblr but she's super chill and I will be going through her masterlist and rebloging/liking everything later because yummy content-

@xxheartspadexx is such another cool kid! How am I friends with so many cool kids? IDK. Anyway Spade is so nice and cool and involved in a lot of different fandoms. She helped guide me in Honkai Star Rail and I won't forget it also she's really good at drawing +_+

@xxoomiii so nice and a lot like me! They're also friends with Auburn and have been a supporter of mine for so long! I'm so grateful and I still have your request I have to write but I'm sorry it's taking so long! You're super cool though!

Oh my gosh I have a lot more friends than I thought and this somehow turned into an appreciation post for my friends so

A quick message to all my friends: Sorry to bother you with the notification but I appreciate all of you so much like you have no idea and you're all so cool and fun to talk to and kjasbdkajbjk how did you all become my friends??? This smol man doesn't understand but I'm so grateful anyway-

#lmao this post went in a different way than intended #but my friends are all so cool #rykers friends :D #mimi if you see this i will still fight you about being nice-#and auburn i will fight you about you being cool #that is a threat #father ryker signing off #okay byeeeeeeeeeee

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namjooningelsewhere · 2 years

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His And Her Rules : 02

ღPairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

ღGenre: Smut

ღAu: Sugar Daddy au, bdsm au.

ღRating: 18+

ღWord Count: 5k

ღWarning(s): Nipple play, oral male and female receiving, explicit smut, unprotected sex,profanity, Lot of dirty talk, heavy and light bondage,gagging, heavy spanking, experiments with pain, Dom-sub themes, rough sex, lot of hair pulling, bdsm themes, spitting, cum eating, breath play, temperature play, sir kink,marking, biting, dom!namjoon, crying, begging,super messy, multiple orgasms, edging, orgasm denial, squirting, degradation, name calling, very light choking, punishments in sexual forms.

ღSummary: An art exhibition brings Kim Namjoon in your life, And your blunt nature and i-dont-give-a-f&$# attitude brings you in his. You are his first sugar baby and he is your sexual awakening, Inshort his rules in the bedroom and your rules outside the bedroom.

ღTaglist - @bri-mal @shatzkrinslinzki @babycoffeefire @2ne1unni @mageprincess7 @dlcute @glossyeon @kimlineownsme @itaewonsquad97 @notsooperfect @bunnyandy12 @effielumiere

ღA/N: This took a while, But its finally here. Hope you guys like it. Let me know what you think about it. All the asks and comments and reblogs mean the world. Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist.

ღPart One Here

Post your first date with Namjoon. You did not get to meet him for a few days since he had to travel for work. While he was away, you utilized the time attending your online classes. doing stuff at your new house, and taking small shopping sprees.

You spoke to Namjoon regularly. He called you whenever he had the time and also whenever he was stuck somewhere. He called you once when he was at a meeting at some lounge and you couldn't stop laughing considering the way he was dead bored. He spared a glance at you once here and there, with no expression on his face. You kept looking at the handsome man on your screen. This became an unusual thing between you two. He would call you like that and you would just keep doing whatever you were doing.

In a short time. even silence started becoming comfortable between you and Namjoon.

"Hello, Beautiful."

"Hello Joon. You back to the hotel?" You heard the ding of the lift behind him, and you continued to apply the nail polish on your legs.

"Nope, I just got back." You were surprised at his remark. You had spoken to him this morning and he hadn't mentioned anything about him arriving in Seoul.

"That's nice, You didn't tell me though." Namjoon chuckled on the other end as soon as he heard you pouting about his little surprise.

"Well I was going to visit you directly, But then I couldn't hold it in any longer." It was your turn to laugh now. He was so innocent at times that it made you want to coo at him.

"What are you going to do now? Jet Lag?"

"No, I was thinking I'd just freshen up and go for a ride."

"A ride.?"

"Yeah, I love riding my bike. It calms me down."

"You've got bikes?"

"Yeah, A lot of them."

"If you don't mind, Can I ride with you?" You heard a gasp from the other end. You kinda liked riding bikes, too.

"You want to?"

"Obviously yeah."

"Sure, I'll send my driver to pick you up." You quickly finish painting your nails and rush towards your wardrobe to get changed. You get changed into a comfortable track and your favorite cap and within the next twenty minutes, your intercom rings alerting you of Namjoon's driver's arrival.

Like NamJoon said. You reach the apartment in under ten minutes considering the light traffic during night hours. The car arrives at his private parking lot and you're amazed to see the wide range of collections of cars that Namjoon owned.

"Hi there, beautiful." You turn around to see Namjoon walking towards you with his arms open wide and his dimple smile on full display. You rush into said man's arms who hugged you back equally tight.

"Hi, Handsome." Namjoon chuckled as he grabbed your hand and led you to a separate section of glass wall built right beside his Mercedes Maybach. Inside the glass walls lay his extensive collection of bikes, too.

"Pick One." You quickly look at the bikes, while Namjoon chooses his pick. Your eyes widen when you see a certain bike standing proudly among the other magnificent ones.

"Holy fucking shit." You exclaim in surprise, which startles Joon. He looks at you and you point at the limited edition bike that he owned.

"What happened?"

"Is that The Limited Edition Colnago x Tod's collaboration bike?" Namjoon looked at you with a proud smile, but also with something unreadable in his eyes.

"Yes, that is."

"They made only seventy. And you own one of them? You're so damn cool– Namjoon doesn't let you finish the sentence as he presses you against the glass wall, his lips crashing onto yours. Your breath hitches in your throat when his tongue dances with your own along with his hands running all over your body. You feel sparks light up your entire body, the way his hands touched your body, and the intensity of the kiss that had you dripping within mere seconds. His erection is pressing hard on you making you a moaning mess.

"Fuck that was something else." Namjoon tucks a strand of hair behind your ears and runs his finger over your lips, wiping the remains of your tinted lip balm on the bottom lip.

"It was."

"Never seen a girl so interested in bikes before." You laugh at Namjoon's statement. That was maybe rare. But you had your brother to thank for it. Growing up, your brother's fascination for bikes and his insistence on riding with you had you learning a lot about them in your growing years.

"Thank my brother for it." You and Namjoon pick your picks, while Namjoon chose his Hybrid Furious 26. He insisted you ride his CxT. You bring out the bikes in the open and the guards open the gate for you both.

The late-night Seoul was a sight to behold. The roads were relatively empty with very few people on the street. You and Namjoon rode side by side, talking and laughing, leaving the people, the hustle, and the trees in your own world and at your own pace.

"Wanna race?" You smirked, looking at Namjoon, who had an evil glint in his eyes too.

"Sure, I'm gonna beat the shit out of you."

"You can definitely try, Hangang River Start point." Namjoon didn't wait for your acknowledgment and raced right past you. You and Namjoon laughed throughout the ride whenever one of you overtook the other. You had never cycled in the night and this was an entirely new experience for you. Or rather, Namjoon had ended up making it even more special for you.

Namjoon ended up winning the race and you were amazed by his speed. He sure was a champion when it came to riding a bike and anybody would have mistaken him for a professional racer if they didn't know him.

"That was amazing." You gulped the water down as your life depended on it, You needed to up your game if you wanted to keep with the man. But you were sure you were soon going to fall in practice again. Something told you this was going to be a regular occurrence.

You and Namjoon took time to calm down, and once you both had regained your normal breaths, you both took a seat on the bench nearby. Namjoon discussed his work trip in detail. Specifically describing how this trip was the most boring since most of the meetings he attended were mostly out of obligation just because he was a CEO, and some of which could have easily been an email.

The way back was entirely different. While you had spent the way to Hangang laughing and giggling, the return from there was exactly the opposite. There was nothing but peace, and the serenity was second to none. The dimly lit streets and the occasional loud winds were music to your soul, and you made a point to do this on a more regular basis.

Namjoon quickly kissed you goodnight when you returned to his private garage, and the driver immediately got the car to drop you off at your location. You kissed Namjoon back and got into the car to get to your home and retire for the night.

Your mind kept racing back to the beautiful evening you had spent with Namjoon. Somehow Namjoon was entirely different from the others you had been in an arrangement with before. There was something about him that drew you to him, in a very different manner. Whatever you had with him was strictly platonic. Yet it made you want to explore everything that this new arrangement had to offer.

"Is he free right now?" You asked Namjoon's assistant, who smiled at you brightest, making you wonder what made her so happy to see you.

"His meeting just ended." She quickly gets up from her seat, leading you to the large door to Namjoon's office. She opens the door for you and you thank her and make your way inside.

"Hey Mr.Kim." Namjoon looks up from his laptop and immediately the stoic expression on his face turns several notches brighter.

"Hello Ms.Y/n, Must say this is a very pleasant surprise."

"Well, then I think I have a better surprise for you."

"And what would that be?" You quickly pull out the black envelope from your handbag and place the envelope in front of Namjoon, who eyes the envelope curiously. But the moment he opens it, his eyes brighten up a million times more. He gets up from the seat and quickly rushes to your side and pulls you from your chair and envelopes you in a tight hug.

"I was thinking about this today, This is the best thing today." Namjoon twirls you in his arms and you laugh fondly at the man's excitement. How could this man possibly be this cute?

"I'm glad you liked the surprise."

"Liked it? Y/N I loved it. Thank you."

"The pleasure is all mine." You knew he would love this and that was the reason you had decided to surprise him with the Art Basel Switzerland 2022. You and Namjoon shared a love for art and that was how you met him.

"This is going to be so much fun babe."

"It will, But I hope I'm not interrupting any of your schedules."

"Are you kidding me, Of course not? I'll manage it from my end. Don't worry."

"Perfect, So we leave the day after. Hope that's not too much of short notice?"

"Nope, Even if it was, I love it."

Namjoon ended up treating you to some delicious lunch for surprising him. You were a little scared at first considering yours, and Namjoon's arrangement was fairly new and to top it off he was a busy CEO. Taking him out on such short notice was a big risk you had taken on your end and you were more than glad to have the positive result.

As much as you loved getting surprised. You would love to do the same. And you were going to make sure you both would have fun on this trip.

Namjoon decided on the logistics of the trip. He absolutely refused to accept any bookings from your side and you agreed reluctantly. Post your lunch, you bid goodbye to Namjoon since you had to shop for your trip. Nam Joon returned to his meetings and his usual schedule.

You spent the day and the next packing and shopping for your trip. You had picked up all kinds of dresses according to your itinerary. You had a different glide to your step since you were too excited to take this trip. You have been visiting Art Basel for a couple of years in Hong Kong and Paris and you loved every part of it.

Namjoon came over to stay the night to have dinner and leave with you the next morning for your trip to Switzerland. You end up watching a rom-com and having a Chinese takeout followed by a nice cuddle.

The seventeen-hour-long flight takes a toll on you and him both. You both end up sleeping the entire day that you arrived and only getting up to eat. The next day, the first destination that Nam Joon wanted to see, the first thing he landed in Basel, was the Kunstmuseum. Since it was one of the few galleries around town that had Van Gogh and Picasso and Gauguin together.

"Joon hurry up we're getting late."

"Coming. Give me a second." You walk inside the room again to see him applying his lip balm calmly. Namjoon looks up to you and motions his fingers signaling a second, and you nod. The moment he finishes his application. He throws it away nonchalantly in someplace in the room and your eyes nearly bulge out at his actions. How was this man so perfect. Yet so careless at the same time?

"That lip balm.--Before you could say anything further, Namjoon drags you out of the room, making an excuse that it must be somewhere on the floor.

You visit the Kunstmuseum hand in hand with Namjoon, who just holds your hand while he admires his favorite piece, Picasso's El Greco.

"That's such a beautiful piece of art." You immediately get lost in the timeless art. Art has always been fascinating to you. But you had no artwork in your collections so far because you wanted them when you would have a house of your own. You looked at Namjoon, whose whole concentration was stuck in the painting. His face had such a calmness to it that it kept you staring at him for a few seconds longer.

"What are you thinking?"

"His paintings have no constraints, they show everything. That's what I admire the most about him."

"True. He does portray all of the emotions in his painting. Happy, Sad, Dark, Joys, Sorrows."

"How could he make something so beautiful, That it hurts." You have no answer to this question. What exactly went through the artist's mind when he made the art was only up to him. The rest of the world could only draw theories from the colors and their patterns of it.

You had your day planned around the Kunstmuseum; you spent the day watching the entire museum with both of you equally involved in admiring the beauty of those artists that had you and Nam joon entranced.

You laughed around and ate some of the best delicacies that Basel had to offer with a beer course, and you had the entire stay planned out well in advance as the sun set. You and Namjoon sat by the park to admire the way the sky was getting painted in all shades of orange and Pink.

You freshen up after your visit to the Kunstmuseum. You lay flat on the bed in the clothes you had worn since morning. The entire day you had spent walking the entire museum, in the parks, finally caught up to you.

You slept for some time before you woke up and started hearing loud voices. You remembered Namjoon mentioning he had a meeting later in the evening. Not an important one at that; just a small overview of some proposal his company was planning to consider.

You pick out your clothes and make your way to the bathroom for a nice hot shower. The shower definitely did you some good washing away all the tiredness from the body. You picked out lacy black underwear along with an oversized t-shirt since you had no occasion to dress up considering you both had decided to stay in and order dinner.

The moment you entered the hall. You froze in place, watching the man at work. Namjoon was dressed in all black. The black shirt hugged his frame so well, leaving your mouth watering. He moved his eyes towards you acknowledging your presence in the room. Your brain immediately went into a short circuit, lust taking over your logic. You had seen the look that Namjoon had on his face. He looked bored as hell and an evil plan took shape in your mind. You moved towards the said man, and he raised his eyebrows at you. You quietly moved the chairs out of the way and you could see the way Namjoon was furrowing his brows in a warning. You paid no heed to the warning and crawled right under the table. You ran a finger over his thighs and Namjoon immediately parted his legs for you a little, making the space a little more comfortable.

You ran your hands over his thighs again and you felt him tensing beneath your touch. You slowly raised onto his waist level and tried to open his pants. The buttons came out pretty easy, but to get it down was another level of hard work which you were required to do. You tapped Namjoon on his thighs thrice, but the man refused to budge. You tapped him twice again, hoping he would help you do what you wanted to do. Joon budged, but a second later. He shifted just a little to give you the chance to pull his pants down.

You giggled a little, imagining how he was actually pulling this off on a video call. But the moment the giggle escaped your throat, you heard a stern cough from above and you got back to what you were doing. Getting his boxers off was a piece of cake. The moment you touched his half-hard cock. You were already drooling. You took his cock in your mouth and began sucking on it to make him hard. Which you succeeded almost immediately.

The fact that he actually got hard within seconds gave you the thrills and confirmation enough that you were doing a good job. You stopped for a second to admire the beauty of the beast in your hand. Namjoon was huge, like, really huge. You licked the head and swirled your tongue around it and you heard a hiss from above.

You kissed and licked the head while your hands moved on the length of his cock. You licked a super sloppy strip along his length, tracing the most beautiful set of veins with your wet muscle, and Namjoon shivered a little. You were having so much fun with it. That you had almost forgotten that he was on a call.

Though you were fairly new to Namjoon's length, the techniques that he had taught you last time were helping you quite a lot. You decided to try something new and you quickly started french-kissing his cock, earning his hand on your scalp. The stutter in his "Yeah", "Go on." and "Okay's" gave you the compliment you were waiting for.

Thanks to the tall height of the table which gave you enough room to sit in a comfortable position. Thanks to the most expensive suite in the hotel. You quickly sat on your knees and you slowly started taking his length in your mouth. You started with the half slowly easing him into the rest. The moment you started deepthroating him. The hold Namjoon had on your scalp tightened and you hissed with the pain but enjoyed every bit of it.

You start with slow motion, alternating between slow to medium paces. You started licking the base of his cock with your tongue while he was still deep in your throat. You couldn't help but moan and you felt Namjoon's cock twitching in your mouth with the vibrations your mouth was providing him with.

Namjoon was impossibly hard in your mouth and at one point, you gagged. You ended up making it as wet and as slobbery as possible. You continued the deep throating and kept alternating the pace with medium and slow and suddenly fast with your hands on the base of his cock, which gave you the sharpest pull you had ever experienced on your scalp. Namjoons cock twitched again in your mouth, signaling he was close, and before you knew it he exploded in your mouth.

Namjoon kept cumming for a hot minute and you enjoyed every bit of it. As soon as you divert your attention away from his cock. You are greeted with a very, very wet mess that you have made between your legs and are on the verge of having a cramp in your legs.

The moment you tried to move away, Namjoon tightened his hold on your scalp, keeping you in a position you were in. Your mind started traveling at the speed of light if you had pissed him off, or if you had gone overboard, or if you had ended up stirring trouble. What if he had messed up something very important in his meeting?

"Mr.Kang, Please reschedule this meeting some other time. I am getting a call that I have to take. Good work everyone." Before you could hear a response, Namjoon had already hung up the call and you prayed to not have messed up anything.

Namjoon slowly moved his hands away from you, and you saw his chair moving a little backward. You tried to move away, but Namjoon's voice had you glued to your spot right there. Once again.

"Stay right there." You saw Namjoon get up and walk into the other room and you relaxed in your position but did not dare to turn around. The second you heard the footsteps, you got back to the position you were in. The pair of legs stopped to their previous position and you just hoped internally that you weren't in too much trouble.

"Come here, sweetie." Namjoon slowly bent down to your level and offered his hand for you to take. You extend your hand a little hesitantly. But Namjoon grabs it and helps you get out of the table. Namjoon picks you up with ease and places you on the table and pulls the chair and takes a seat. Relaxing himself and sitting in a comfortable position.

"Lie behind y/n." You meekly follow the instructions given to you, and the moment you lie down, Namjoon moves forward with this chair. Getting to eye level with your pussy. He was so close that you could feel his breath in your center.

"So tell me Y/n, Did you cum?" He says, running his finger over the wet patch. His touch brought out the same shivers you had experienced the first time Namjoon touched you. You manage to utter a weak no, Namjoons attitude puts you in a position that has you waiting for his instructions.

"Good, Because now I'm going to make you cum until you forget your own name." The sentence gave you goosebumps, imagining what all was in place for you. You uttered a yes in a weak voice and immediately Namjoon's hand made contact with your pussy.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes Sir." Namjoon ripped the panties off of you. Leaving you in a state that made you too weak for words. There was something about this Joon. The Namjoon that was so excited two days ago when you planned this trip was nowhere to be found. This Namjoon right here was someone else and was emitting a very, very dangerous aura.

Namjoon ran his fingers on your inner thighs and you could feel your breathing get more erratic. You writhed around when you felt him lick a thick strip starting from the bottom to the top. Namjoon kept licking similar stripes on your pussy and you felt yourself dripping more and more by the passing second.

"Namjoon please." A spank on your inner thighs jolted you back to the first rule namjoon had taught. To never address him by his name when you were in this setting.

"Sir please."

"This is the last time you make this mistake, Y/N." You squeaked a "yes sir" and he got back to where he left off. You were laid out on the table in front of him while Namjoon sat on the chair and relished you. You would have given anything in the world to see the sight, but those were not your instructions, and you had to follow what he had said.

Namjoon continued his ministrations with his tongue and you started writhing with pleasure trying to get a hold of something, but unfortunately, you could find none. Other than your nails, which are starting to dig deep in your skin. Deep enough to draw blood.

You felt Namjoon use his thumb to separate your folds and blow air onto your swollen lips. His touch went from being gentle to erratic in a matter of a few seconds, and before you knew it his tongue had entered you too. With the overwhelming amount of pleasure coursing through your body and your back arched, you let out a silent scream as you exploded on his tongue.

You hadn't even gotten down from your high. When you felt one of his fingers enter you. You shuddered with overstimulation as you could feel the smirk that decorated his face. Namjoon had abundantly clear that he was as much of a giver.

Namjoon kept massaging his finders inside you and another wave of heavenly pleasure took over you. You felt sweat dripping down your forehead with the way his fingers worked their magic inside you.

Sparks ignited your vision the moment you felt Namjoons lips over your clit. You couldn't help but buck against his fingers. You felt yourself squirming and Namjoon growled, and you tried to quieten down.

"Please sir, Make me cum." Namjoon growled against your pussy and you could feel the pleasure building inside you once again. The moment he curled his fingers inside you combined with his tongue on your clit the pleasure intensified a hundredfold and you felt your nerves exploding, You came with a guttural moan and black spots crowded your vision and the glorious man looked up from between your thighs with your juices dripping down his chin.

"You taste like fucking heaven." Namjoon helped you sit up and he stroked your face gently. You looked at the man standing before you, and you could swear right at that moment that you had never seen such a beautiful sight before.

"That was mind-boggling."

"You still have to give me one more." You gasped at the mention of one more orgasm. You didn't even know if you had it in you. Namjoon stepped back and slowly unbuttoned his black shirt, and that had you drooling over the first spec of skin that graced your eyes.

The more the buttons started coming out combined with those deadly eyes. You felt yourself getting wetter by the second. You reached out to open the buttons of his pants once again and Namjoon smirked, grabbing your hands and running them over his clothed erection.

"You remember your safe word?"

"Cherries."

"Good. Anytime you want to stop just say it. If you can't say it just bang the table violently twice."

"Yes Sir."

"Good Girl. Now lay back like before and open those legs wide for me." You did as you were told. Excitement overtook your body as you tried to anticipate what Namjoon was going to do to you. Being fucked into oblivion topping the list.

You were spread out on the table. Naked. Your breath hitched again the moment Namjoon got between your legs and he bent forward and crashed his lips on yours. He kissed you hard and fast, which had you breathless in a matter of a few seconds. Your attention snapped away from the kiss for a second when you felt his hard length poking your entrance. You whimpered when Namjoon pulled you just a little to let the tip enter you.

"Oh my god." You could feel your brain flip over when he repeated it again and again. The man was in no mood to let you breathe. Namjoons hand moved to your nipples and you swear you felt the life leave out of you.

"Breathe." Namjoon calmed you down a little. This was absolutely overwhelming. You were feeling so much with these actions. That you wished nothing else but for him to fuck the living shit out of you.

Namjoon made you feel things in a way that no one ever did. You were burning with desire for this man and that was driving you impatient.

"Sir please fuck me."

"Yeah, You promise you will be a good girl?"

"Yes, Please."

"Remember your safe word." Without waiting for your acknowledgment Namjoon drove his hips into you with a force that had you blacking out for a second. You now know why he asked twice about the safe word. His cock sunk deep within you, and you let out a scream at how big he was. Namjoon pulled back and slammed his hips into you again. Deeper this time, and the table shook beneath you. He kept going deeper with every plunge and you kept screaming his name like you won.

"Fucking hell, You're squeezing me." Namjoon had a firm grip over your thighs while he kept pistoning his hips in and out of you with a force you had never experienced before.

Namjoon quickly lifted you from the table with a hand and bent you over the table. This time his hands gripped your waist so tight you were sure you were not going to feel your lower body tomorrow. His entire body was moving inside you with the force that could have the table collapsing if he hadn't bent you over it.

You screamed the loudest when you felt his cock hitting the exact spot and you could feel his thrusts getting desperate, and the moment he touched your clit you felt the nerves in your body exploding. The intensity of the orgasm almost gets you to pass out.

Namjoon came with a loud grunt, and warmth flooded inside you leaving you breathless. Your brain was spinning from all the actions and you were absolutely flushed from the way Namjoon had fucked you into oblivion.

Namjoon quickly helped you up and sat on the chair with you safely nestled in his lap. He kissed you so gently that he had warmth flooding inside you. He stroked your head gently and kept you as close to him as possible. He held you close to him and you relaxed yourself to the beating of his heart.

"You okay?"

"More than Okay."

"Good."

"Namjoon."

"Yeah?"

"Do I get the same treatment for teasing you again?" Namjoon laughs wholeheartedly, He picks you up with ease and throws you over his shoulders, and spanks your bare ass, which has your yelping.

"Next time I won't go gentle like today."

#btshoneyhive #btsdreamcourt #kmsutclub #btswritingcafe #thebtswritersclub #ficscafe #bts smut #namjoon smut #bts namjoon x reader #namjoon x reader #namjoon x y/n #kim namjoon x reader #namjoon fluff #namjoon angst #namjoon ff #bts ff #namjoon au #bangtan smut

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freyalise · 7 months

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that anon question about litrpg got me thinking about the iterative nature of isekai (and anime/manga as a whole i guess). do you have a favourite and least favourite genre convention?

the secret knowledge is that all literature is iterative because it's impossible to produce art in a vacuum. the other secret knowledge is that iterative doesn't necessarily imply forward progress but rather that cultural trends can be tracked in different vague directions

least favorite: i feel like it's the isekai free space but my least favorite has got to be every single time isekai depicts slavery. a whole lot of fantasy as a genre has issues with depiction of slavery but fantasy manga and isekai in particular have issues with showing slavery as just something that happens with no ethical exploration in pre-industrial fantasy societies. this topic frequently comes up about isekai in particular because of how often the protagonist either tacitly or actively endorses the institution of slavery (with special dishonorable mention to rising of the shield hero here).

that being said, even so-called "more ethical" isekai has its issues with this. in that time i got reincarnated as a slime, which by the way is one of my favorite media franchises, the fact that the orcs are prisoners of war forced into involuntary labor is more or less glossed over because rimuru is really nice to them! plus there are a lot of recent manga where the main character can tame intelligent monsters and it's not slavery you guys they just look 99% human and obey their every command and are more or less incapable of leaving it's fine main character-kun just treats them so well so it's okay.

i'm not really asking for every isekai protagonist to start cutting down slavers (though they fuckin should) but i think that if an author is going to depict slavery in their story they should be prepared to grapple with that ethical dilemma at least a little bit

most favorite: i want to say that in a different post i talked about characters that have to grapple with their previous lives and deaths in their new world, so i won't go in-depth into that. instead, i'll say that i'm a sucker for stories where the main character is isekai'd to a setting where they have foreknowledge of disastrous events and have to rely on their wits to avert that disastrous future. you see this a lot in otome isekai from korea specifically since "book enjoyer gets isekai'd as the villainess/mob character" is a super common trope over there, some of which actually get anime (why raeliana ended up at the duke's mansion)! ofc this happens a lot in manga too (with one day left i'll break all the destruction flags: 'serves you right!' RTA 24 hour record, my next life as a villainess: all routes lead to doom!), but i find that manhwa tend to tell a more in-depth story due to the faster release cycles. i'm thinking about things like marriage of convenience (which isn't an isekai, but i'm counting it here nonetheless) or master villainess the invincible!

#isekai #ask #najbeb1

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nysocboy · 5 months

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The Feast of the Seven Fishes: Most of the tropes I hate, but I liked it anyway.

The Feast of the Seven Fishes just dropped on Netflix. All I know is that it's a Christmas movie starring Skyler Gisondo, so the likelihood of gay characters or even subtexts is minimal. I'm going to watch anyway

Scene 1: Beautiful establishing shots of a mining town in West Virginia, winter 1983. Tony (Skyler Gisondo) is painting by the river and gazing at his acceptance letter from a prestigious art school. Angelo (Andrew Schultz, left) and his penis, "Mr. Boner,: stop by to tell him about a party with girls desperate to have sex with any guy who asks. "Nope."

Well, how about coming along on his date? There will be extremely horny girls there, too. "Nope." If I didn't know from the plot synopsis that he has two girlfriends, I'd have pegged Tony as gay.

Scene 2: Back in his shabby working-class home, Pap tries to get Tony drunk on homemade hooch. We cut to a super-elegant mansion, where a super-elegant rich girl named Beth yells at her even-richer boyfriend Prentice (Allen Williamson, left) for backing out of his promise to spend Christmas with the family. He's going skiing with his friends instead. Prentice, baby, the first rule of relationships -- never leave them alone at Christmas. They'll be with someone else by Boxing Day.

Mom is upset: "You'll never land a rich husband with that attitude! Like all men, he prefers the company of other men." So all men are gay? Beth wants a husband who will spend time with her. That's what gay bffs are for, girlfriend.

Scene 3: Beth hanging out with her Italian-American friend, complaining about this whole "get a rich husband" thing. They smoke pot. Meanwhile, Tony's Uncles Carmine and Frankie (Ray Arbruzzo) are stocking up on booze, when they see Tony's ex, Katie, throwing herself at a truck driver. They discuss her boobs for several minutes before getting around to complaining about her post-breakup downward spiral.

Cut to Juke (Josh Helman, left) telling his buds about the Feast of the Seven Fishes, although they obviously already know. He stops to complain about not having a girlfriend, which is especially tough at Christmas. Foreshadowing -- ten to one he gets with Katie.

Scene 4: Rich-girl Beth and her friend, incredibly high, stare at the menu at a hot dog restaurant, trying to decide what to order. How about hot dogs? They discuss going to a party tonight, but all of the parties are full of girls desperate to have sex with any boy who asks, so they'll get groped and prodded all the time. "Well, maybe I'll do a little groping," the friend jokes. Ok, this is a lesbian.

Nope. "I've been dating this guy and his penis." Wait -- her boyfriends are "Come along on my date tonight" Angelo and Mr. Boner. And they have this cousin: "Cute, nice, smart..." A gay guy would immediately ask "How big is his cock?" Maybe Rich-girl Beth could dump her Christmas-hating boyfriend for Tony? Or at least seduce him and then dump him on New Year's Day?

Scene 5: At his parents' grocery store, Tony yells at Vince (Cameron Rostami) for being late. They argue and fight until Dad breaks them up and yells at Tony for being too hard on the kid. So, baby brother? They discuss his future running the family business. Uh-oh, Tony hasn't told the folks about art school!

Cut to Vince walking home. His Uncles, who were buying booze and discussing Katie's boobs earlier, give him a ride. See how intricately everybody is interconnected?

They arrive at Tony's house in time for dinner. Dad yells at them for not bringing any "v.o." "Well, you didn't ask for any." "It's Christmas -- we always get v.o." The family so far consists of Dad, Mom, Grandma, two uncles, Vince, Juke, Tony, Angelo, and his penis.

Meanwhile, Tony, Cousin Angelo, his penis, and the friend (Sarah) are on their way to pick up Rich-girl Beth. They discuss the horrors of Catholic school, with those sadistic nuns, and then wonder why Beth would be into an Italian. "Is she getting extra credit in anthropology class."

How about that? I'm out of space. You know what's going to happen, right? Tony and Beth, Juke and Katie, the end.

Beefcake: None. But no half-naked girls either, not even at the strip club where Katie works (we just see the back entrance).

Other Sights: Beautiful exteriors and a lot of food cooking, mostly the seven kinds of seafood traditionally eaten on Christmas Eve.

Gay Representation: No, except for an occasional line that could be taken as suggestive. No homophobia either, except for an occasional "fruit."

Plot: Minimal conflict: Grandma doesn't like Beth because she thinks all Protestant girls are prostitutes, Beth's mom and boyfriend try to get her back, Tony breaks the news of art school. Very predictable, to the point of being clunky. Of course Tony-Beth and Juke-Katie become couples.

My Grade: This movie has most of the tropes I hate: "small towns are superior to cities," "family is everything," "girls are the meaning of life," and "gay people do not exist." But I still liked it. B-

There are some butts and dicks on the NSFW version of this review.

#Skyler Gisondo #Gideon Gemstone #Feast of the Seven Fishes #Italian-Americans #Christmas

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enigma-queen · 8 months

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yello yello ! A few asks based on your recent post

-any headcanons for Anton? Not too familiar with AB but I'd like to see if you have any. plus, maybe some hcs for a ship of your choosing?

-two mini request ideas: a little oneshot with Caine (i just love him lol, he's my little silly dude), and maybe something domestic with Anton and Annie? First thought I have is them maybe going to a diner or restaurant (again, sorry im not too familiar with AB lol)

Hey there! Very good questions! Here's my responses in order:

First, I have a headcanon story about Anton that I wrote about a while back, which in my mind explains most of his personality. Basically, his parents weren't on great terms with each other. They divorced when he was a tween, and he spent a lot of time with his father after the split up. Anton thus learned a lot of really bad habits from his dad, including his drinking habits, anger issues, and generally destructive behavior. Eventually, his dad had a super serious mental breakdown and his mom got full guardianship of Anton after a brief court dispute. Rough stuff, really. He spent the majority of his late teens in Boiler City with his mom, eventually meeting Annie after a strange encounter on the street. That's a different story, though.

Second, in regards to the couple question, I have to say my piece about the greatest AB ship ever, Dantina. Yeah, I know I talk about it a lot, but I genuinely love the dynamic of the strong but goofy nice guy and the super serious girl boss. Everything about what's been revealed to us through tweets, discord convos, and official art portrays them as the best couple in Boiler City. Conversely, since there's not much info about them, there's plenty of room for headcanons.

One of my personal favorites is what I like to call my "Dantina Devotion" headcanon. The basic idea is that these two are so ridiculously in love with each other that even if they take "breaks" (basically not addressing each other unless addressed) after a fight, their brains are consumed with thoughts about each other, so their disagreements don't usually last more than a few hours, at most a day. Of course, the my hc of Danton's crossdressing hobby is also one of my favs. What can I say, I like strong men in cute clothes.

And of course, Nina has her own attributes, though I have yet to flesh them out as much as I've done for Danton. The most I have is that she's an absolute queen who stands up for her Danton whenever the situation calls for it. Definitely a "he asked for no pickles" type situation.

Finally, your requests are quite something to think about. I'll admit, I've been waiting for more info on DC's release, but I might be able to conjure up an idea involving him and Bubble. And the AB idea sounds pretty good too!

#antonblast #antonblast danton #antonblast nina #ao3 writer #the amazing digital circus

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acefaun · 2 years

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Hey there! 🦊 I first wanted to say that I really enjoy your work, writing and art, and whenever I get an alert you posted something, it really makes my day. 🖤

I was hoping if you had time and if it was something interesting enough to write, if I could make a request for a Dui comfort story...? Something along the lines of a reader who's dealing with a lot of health issues (nothing super scary or terminal) but feels that her declining health will make Dui stop loving her?

If not, it's totally okay! Thank you for always writing awesome work! 🖤♊

Dui~ Through Sickness and in Health

Synopsis: There are some goldfish who are effortlessly healthy, while there are others like MC who are just born unhealthy. With all Dui has been through, she's starting to wonder if he'll stay with someone as ill as her.

✨Masterlist✨

Female goldfish!

A/N: Thank you thank you thank you! I'm so glad my writing can make your day! I wish I had more fics to post more often!🥺 I love being able to write relatable comfort fics. But I'll try to be as unspecific about the illness as possible. But I know most illnesses lower your immune system(especially some medicines made to help) so that's what I'm running on. I also placed this one during the peak of Covid, because what’s more dramatic than having a low immune system during a time of world-wide disease?

–Word Count: 3,967–

The Earth was riddled with chaos and fear. Between the riots that were happening in the streets and the people who refused to wear masks, I wished staying home was an option—there was a threat of a lockdown, but even if it happened, it couldn’t last forever. The government couldn’t imprison people in their own homes for that long.

So, rather than staying in my lonesome house, I paid Dui a visit. All this talk of isolation was making me feel greedy for socializing and affection.

Compared to the nearly barren streets, the run-down mansion was a sight for sore eyes. Knocking on the front door, I adjusted my mask before entering. It didn't take long at all for Dui to make his way down the stairs.

The bright smile on his face told me he was prepared to greet me happily before he noticed the mask on my face and faltered. Was it a new fashion style I was going for? He recalled seeing guys with masks on the anime I introduced him to. Maybe this was related. Taking it as a completely normal form of dress, he resumed smiling. “You showed up before I could go get you.”

“I was feeling a little suffocated by myself,” I admitted.

“How about I hold your hand and take you on a date so you don't feel so lonely?” My heart stuttered, and I found myself speechless as he gracefully took my hand in his. “Why don't we go grab some cherries? Then we can go somewhere and eat them together.” His eyes glittered with excitement as his newfound plan. Why was he so cute?

Suddenly the mask was making my face feel very warm. But an intrusive thought made me nearly pull away before I asked, “Can gods get sick? The mansion’s really clean, right?”

He drew back, tilting his head as he contemplated it. “Our godly powers protect us from human illness. Though there are certain illnesses gods can catch. They're pretty rare cases though. Not that they travel around like human illnesses. Why, what's up?” His eyes wandered back to me. There wasn't any apparent reason I could've been asking about god sicknesses. Unless I would be worried about him because of what happened to Ichthys’ parents! “(Name)!” He abruptly called my name, making sure I was looking into his eyes. “I promise I won't get sick and leave you, okay? An illness that can kill a god must be a pretty scary concept, but I promise it's super hard to catch.”

As nice as that was to hear, that wasn't the point of my question. I was just glad to know that the mansion was an environment free of bugs for me to catch. At least I knew I wouldn't have to wear a mask visiting them in the future.

My grip tightened around Dui’s hand, desperate to keep him with me. “Thanks. I'm glad to hear it.” I just hoped he could say the same… if he ever found out about me.

***

Our date was considerably less normal than usual. There weren't many humans around the streets and there was an unusual number of people wearing masks—though most of them were older from what Dui could tell.

Dui just assumed it was an anime thing, but it didn't seem to add up. He didn't understand why some humans complained about wearing masks while others complained when humans didn't wear masks. I, on the other hand, seemed perfectly fine with wearing a mask.

The only time Dui really stopped to take in the situation was when someone passed Dui a snide remark about being on top of me without a mask on. I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it, only holding him closer, but he was already looking to me for answers.

“What's going on with everyone today? What's the big deal about masks or no masks?”

I paused with him, tilting my head. “You guys don't know what's happening on Earth?”

“Something happened?”

“Hold on,” I shouted, pulling away to assess whether or not he was being serious. “You're telling me that none of you know about the big bad disease that's going around killing people even though you deal with humans every day?!” I faltered at calling us humans, drawing strange looks to us, but no one really seemed bothered as they kept walking. But Dui only looked more lost. “There's an airborne disease called the corona virus. It's really easy to catch and unhealthy humans who catch it can't deal with it very well and can die.”

“Coronavirus…” He repeated the name slowly, scratching his jawline. The name sounded familiar enough, but he didn't know it was that bad. “I think Scorpio mentioned it once. Actually, I think we had a whole meeting about it in the Heavens. Then… We ended up letting it fester. Then it grew… and now it's a world-wide catastrophe. But don't worry! The Department of Wishes is fixing it. Haven't you heard that they're working on a cure?”

“You let this happen?”

“No! Don't- It sounds bad, but-” Even with the mask he could tell I was giving him quite the pout. While he usually thought it was the most adorable thing he had ever seen, he was getting quite nervous. “It's fine! You're not supposed to get wrapped up in our work. Zyglavis told me not to involve you. It'd look bad if we wrapped a human up in our work. Please, trust me.”

I huffed in amusement, reaching up to pat his head. “I'm not blaming you. You don't have to get so worked up.” Still, he seemed no more relaxed after having to defend the Department of Punishments from my judgement. “Dui,” I whined, “Why are you pouting? I was just kidding. Please, don't ignore me.”

He huffed, pulling me close to bury his face in my hair. His nose was still stuffed in my hair as he muttered, “I'm not talking about work with you anymore.” After a quiet moment of standing there and absorbing my warmth, he hesitantly asked, “Gods don't get sick but… should I wear a mask too so we match?”

I tilted my head. “You want to wear matching masks?”

Dui reached into his pocket, pulling out a mask that looked just like mine. Only after getting my help to wear the mask did he beam at me. “Now I look even more human. But…” His sudden lack of enthusiasm almost made me tell him to take it off. But he only had one problem on his mind as he asked, “I guess we look like those cool guys from your anime show, but how am I supposed to kiss you?”

My heart melted at his purely honest question. If that was the only problem he had with wearing a mask then these humans were overreacting. But his depression at not being able to kiss me was something amusing. Thoughtfully, I suggested, “I have an idea.” If he weren't a god, I might rethink getting so close to another person. But Dui needed some cheering up.

Grabbing the front of his shirt, I tugged him closer, booping my nose against his through the mask. His eyes were comically wide and I could tell he was blushing. “This works for now, but…” He paused, taking my hand in his again. “I'll give you a real kiss when we get home. Okay?”

Dui took the situation on Earth well enough. I only joked around with him about it because I didn't want to make him suspicious or worried. If he knew I was one of those easy-to-die humans he'd probably panic. I knew the gods already saw me as nothing but a weak human. How much more pathetic and fragile could I get in their eyes?

Besides, the thought kept coming back to me that Dui already had to go through losing his best friend. I was convinced he wouldn't want to stay with me if he knew how easily he could lose me thanks to my declining health. I always did my best to hide any symptoms, but that was also a hard game to play.

With covid, everything was much more difficult to hide. I would accept Dui’s offers to go on dates in the Heavens, but the minute he suggested an Earth date I had to refuse. I knew I was pretty obviously avoiding other humans, but that was just to keep Dui free from worrying or overthinking.

Despite all my efforts, my stress only ate at my health over time. Though it was only a self-inflicted fever and lack of appetite, I stayed isolated in my home as if I had covid. Stress was another unfortunately unavoidable thing that could cause symptoms of my illness to flare up. If I stayed in bed for a while and rested, I was bound to bounce back in no time.

***

Dui was worried—he tried to act like he wasn't but it was obvious to everyone else. Dui only ever drowned himself in work when he was trying to avoid something. The subject of his avoidance just so happened to be me. He hadn't heard from me in days, not even through the Wishes gods. There had to be a reason. Clearly I didn't want to be bothered by Dui that I had been silent.

Or… There was another option that Dui didn't want to consider. Unfortunately, it was a real possibility. If I had covid, then he needed to fix it immediately before I could die!

With his mind made up, he abandoned his pile of finished work and rushed down to Earth to get to my apartment. He knew if I didn't have covid that he might just be bothering me, but he'd deal with that when it came.

Knocking gently at the door, his anxiety rose as I failed to answer right away. Still, he had to keep cool so Shadow Dui wouldn't come out and cause a disturbance.

Nervously letting himself in the freezing apartment, his eyes flitted around for me. Not finding me in the kitchen or living room, he walked over to my room where he found me dozed off in bed, curled warmly in the blankets. Well, he guessed so considering how freezing it was.

He pursed his lips before lowering the temperature for me. Maybe that way I wouldn't have to look like a turtle hiding away in a fluffy shell.

But hearing the shuffling and the turning of the thermostat, I shot up in a panic. I tried not to make too much noise, but Dui already turned around with wide eyes. “Dui! You're… Why are you here?”

“I was worried,” he mumbled, standing awkwardly by the doorframe. “You haven't said anything in a few days so I came to see if you had something going on. Are you feeling okay? You look like you haven't gotten out of bed all day.”

“Nonsense! I'm fine,” I brushed him off, getting out of bed quicker than he could blink. I hated how I had to act fine when my eyes just wanted to close and never open again. “I just stayed up late watching a movie. My wonky sleep schedule is messing with my head. Guess you wouldn't understand much since you don't experience sleep…”

“Really?” He brushed his fingers through his hair as he really observed me. “I hope I wasn't bothering you then. I guess I should just-”

“Dui,” I frantically called, making him pause in his quiet ramblings. “Why don't you… I mean, why don't we have a date? I guess I've been neglecting you because of all this disease going around. But we could have a date here at home. We could watch that movie I was talking about.”

This time it was my turn to ramble, but he didn't seem to mind as he immediately accepted my offer. “I'd love to have a stay-at-home date. You can set up the movie while I get a few snacks. You must be hungry.”

Before I could argue against him getting food for us, he was heading off to my kitchen. Sighing tiredly, I made my way to the living room. As much as I wanted to spend time with Dui, my stamina surely wouldn't last all day. Just moving around the living room was making my head spin.

Luckily, the living room was a fairly small space, and it took little effort to set up a movie from the comfort of my sofa where I sat tiredly waiting for my boyfriend to return.

I was almost dozing off when I jolted awake by the feeling of a body sinking on the cushion next to me. “I got- The movies ready.” My eyes shot to the bowl of popcorn that he made for the two of us. “Oh. That's a lot.”

“I figured I'd make a lot since we're sharing. And I know you like to eat while watching movies.” His smile was so kind, and he was always so considerate of my likes and dislikes. It was unfortunate that I probably couldn't stomach much. “Hey,” he said, noticing my lack of a reaction, “Are you sure you're feeling okay?” I wasn't outright saying anything, but Dui had a gut feeling that I was hiding something.

Sensing the tension between us, I quickly excused my behavior. “Remember, I stayed up all night watching shows. I ate a good bit yesterday so I'm not too hungry. I was just a little worried that you made too much, but don't worry. Whatever we don't eat, we can save for later.”

Was that a lie too, Dui wondered. He saw nothing out of place in my kitchen and my trash was nearly empty. He couldn't bring himself to question me though with how unusually pale I looked.

Even through the movie, he noticed how I only picked at the snacks he offered. Dui was far too distracted with me to even pay attention to what was going on in the little screen—which made sense considering I was the more important thing to focus on. I just seemed so lethargic and out of it today, but finding that I had fallen asleep on his shoulder, his eyes narrowed. Gently touching my forehead, he pulled away with furrowed eyebrows. I was much warmer than usual and the only conclusion he could jump to was that I had covid and was trying to hide it from him.

First things first, he had to calm down and think this through. Covid wasn't necessarily a death sentence. As long as he took care of me then it would be fine.

…

No.

He had to see Huedhaut as soon as possible to save my life! Too many humans were dying from this disease. He needed the cure.

Leaving me comfortably tucked in my bed, he was off to the Heavens in no time. This was an emergency. At this point it didn't matter who Dui needed to go through to talk to the smartest god in the Heavens. “Huedhaut!”

His voice rang down the hall of the Department of Wishes, drawing both Leon and Huedhaut to a halt. Dui was clearly the last god they expected to go screaming through the halls of their department—more specifically on the hunt for Huedhaut. But Dui looked terrified, and this shook them.

“Dui,” Huedhaut replied, already trying to assess what could have caused such a commotion. “What happened?”

“It's (Name),” Dui rushed the words out, thankfully not losing Huedhaut along the way. “I need your help. She’s sick and I don't know what to do. The cure—the one for the coronavirus that's spreading in humans—I need it. I have to save (Name).”

“Dui, wait-”

“If I don't get it now, (Name)’s going to die!” That single thought drew Shadow Dui out in no time, flying towards the Wishes god. Fortunately, Leon wasn't letting that unstable Shadow freak any closer. “Let me go! Give me the cure!”

“Stop,” Huedhaut sharply ordered. “I'm not giving you anything until you can calm down and talk to me.”

“I'm sorry,” Dui said, trying to pull himself together. He didn't need Shadow to be acting out when his top priority was taking care of me, not getting into trouble with the other gods. “I'm sorry.” He helplessly looked at Huedhaut as Leon stopped restraining him. “(Name)’s sick. She has a fever and she won’t eat much and she sleeps all the time. She has covid. You can help her, right?”

Dui felt slightly discouraged at hearing Huedhaut sigh but Huedhaut was quick to excuse himself from Leon’s company to help Dui with this task. Walking down the hall, Huedhaut finally revealed, “(Name) doesn't have covid, let that be a comfort. I've taken extra measures to ensure that she’s safe, and she’s taking precautions as well.”

“Then what's wrong with her?” Dui begged for answers. “She’s still sick. She was hiding it from me too. I don't know how to fix a sick goldfish. What do I do? What does she have?”

“First, what you can do is slow down,” Huedhaut advised the anxious god. He was worried when he first found out about my health issues as well; it was something he discovered when I got rid of his sin. Seeing how well I lived with such an ailment, he never brought it up with anyone. But apparently it was more of an issue than he suspected. “(Name) has an illness that's part of her and occasionally she’ll fall ill as she is now. There's no such cure that can fix it. The only thing you can do is to be there to help lessen her symptoms.”

Dui slowed down, his eyebrows furrowing together even more. He was much calmer to know I wouldn’t die, but he was distressed to find out that this was my normal health. That wasn't good at all. I never told him anything. Was it a secret? Did I keep it quiet because I wanted to deal with it alone?

Still, why would I lie to him about it? How many times have I fallen ill and didn't let him take care of me? It's his role as a boyfriend to be there for me and he was failing miserably to notice the most important things about me. Pursing his lips together, he asked, “How do I help her? Tell me everything!”

***

It felt nice to just be able to lie down and sleep. It was especially nice since I wasn't feeling the heat of a fever. In fact, my head was feeling cool and relieved as if stuffed in a cold rain cloud.

As comfortable as I was, my brain finally woke up enough to remind me that Dui was supposed to be around. I couldn't remember him leaving, making me wonder where he went. Though, the longer I laid there, I felt something cold resting on my forehead. My eyes shot open in a panic, but I was still too lethargic to move around quickly.

Luckily, the only thing I found hovering above me was Dui’s worried face, his eyes wide as he stared at me. “Why didn’t you tell me you had an illness?” My heart jumped anxiously at the sudden question, but he didn’t stop there. “I could’ve helped you. I could’ve made you something easier to eat. We could’ve had more at-home-dates. Why’d you keep it from me…? Didn’t you think I’d care?”

I was sick, sure, but I didn’t know how he found out that this was a common thing that I lived with. But now that he knew, it was time for a proper explanation. Lying wouldn’t help anything at this point. “I didn’t mean to- well…” I paused. “I did intentionally hide it. I just didn’t want to hurt you or scare you away. I figured if you didn’t know about it then you wouldn’t leave me for someone better—someone who didn’t have to suffer often with a chronic illness…”

Dui quieted down, slouching in his seat beside my bed. “You thought I’d leave you because you were sick?”

“Why wouldn’t you?” I looked away from him, not wanting to see when he would finally decide to break up with me. “You’ve been through so much and you already lost your best friend. I can’t sit here and expect you to be okay with waiting for my death too when there are goddesses who won’t die like me. So I thought if we didn’t talk about it then I could pretend like everything’s going to be okay!”

“Everything will be okay,” he emphasized, his hands wrapping around mine. I turned my head back to him, finding him watching me with sincerity shining in his chocolate eyes. “I don’t want a goddess—I never did. I want you! I want you to talk to me. I want to take care of you and love you. Can’t you just rely on me when you’re not feeling good? You’ve been pretending like you’re okay and you’re fighting your body. I can do things for you.”

Seeing the tears that gathered in the corners of my eyes, he was quick to jump on the side of the bed, pulling me into his arms. Burying my face in his shoulder, I whispered, “Don’t think of me as weak.”

“You’re not,” he reassured, his fingers caressing my back as if I were too fragile for him to squeeze. “You’re a strong goldfish.You’ve been fighting this all on your own all this time. You even put up with us gods. You’re definitely the strongest goldfish I know. But now I’m here to help you. We’ll be stronger together, right? So don’t worry.” Pulling away with that dorky smile of his, he felt your head for a fever once more before rising from the bed. Ushering you to sit back against the pillows he propped up, he stepped away from the bed. “You stay in bed. I’ll get you something light to eat that’ll be easy on your stomach. I’ll be right back.”

I watched him leave for the kitchen with a newfound determination. He didn’t give me a single second to argue for him to stay since he knew I had eaten little in the past few days. He still never explained how he found out about my chronic illness, but in the end, I guess it didn’t matter. My sweet Dui was determined to stay by my side and help me through it. My cheeks heated up again, but I could tell it wasn’t from the fever this time.

#star crossed myth #star crossed myth fanfic #scm leon #scm karno #scm teorus #scm huedhaut #scm tauxolouve #scm aigonorus #scm zyglavis #scm scorpio #scm krioff #scm dui #scm ichthys #scm partheno #fanfic #department of wishes #department of punishments #star crossed myth imagines #my asks

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thegoldenshi-shi · 1 year

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I'm starting to think I was dreaming the last ask I sent... I swear, I vividly remember sending you an ask gushing about your art, how nice you are, and just rambling about what all has been going on in life, but man... /j

Also, sorry if it seems like I only send asks after tf art, I swear I love everything you do, but the transformers stuff is the only stuff I know anything about, so it's the only thing I really have confidence in blabbering about.

I did an oopsy and doordashed Timmy's to work today, so I got donuts and a breakfast bagel sandwhich to eat today. Good thing, too! I have been /HUNGRY/. We managed to ship out almost two hundred packages today, and that's with just three people who can pack, and one who can ship orders. I'm Super duper happy about it! Everything else has been absolutely crazy. I've decided to go through all my books in my closet, and the books on my shelves, and start bocing some in better shaped boxes, so I can donate them. Gonna end up checking with people I know if they want any first, though. Also gonna go through my stuffed animals, find ones that I'm not too attached to, and donate them too. After washing them first, of course.

I have also fallen into a hole of true crime podcasts, which I'm pretty surprised about. Cause, like. I don't like hearing about how bad people can be? I dislike people enough, I just. Don't wanna absolutely ruin my opinion on humans anymore. Like, I know there are good people out there, really really good people. But I also don't really like the vast majority of publicized humanity. You always hear about all the awful things... the worst of humanity shouts and screams their opinions, all the time. Broadcasts em to the world. And, it's difficult for the truly good people to be heard...

On a very much less heavy topic, my nephew is in town! I haven't seen him in about a year, so it's nice to see him. Even if small children make me super anxious and uncomfy. We're also looking at an August vacation, which I'll need to prep for cause I'm pale as a ghost and it'll be three days straight of being outdoors.

What've you been up to?

~Smooch

Hi there Smooch!

It's good to see you in my inbox again, I was starting to wonder how you were doing.

It sounds like you're having a good time of it, donuts for breakfast is a special treat hehe. And being busy at work is a good too, being productive is always a plus. It hasn't been that long since I went through my book collection, so I feel your pain there. Hoarding books (and drawing paper for some reason) is probably my one weakness in trying to keep my space tidy. I'm running out of shelves T_T

So far as your new interest in true crime podcasts, congratulations on finding a new source of enjoyment. If something intrigues you, I say don't let your preconceived notions about what you enjoy and don't enjoy. I must admit that I dislike podcasts myself, just because I can never focus on them, the same goes for audio books for some reason. But I do understand their appeal, and am always happy to hear someone is enjoying them. I hope you have fun on your vacation, I too am pale and require sunscreen if I go out without a good layer over my skin. Some of my friends have said I look like a vampire with my complexion and dark circles, which left me going "Thanks guys". I wish you no sunburn and good weather for your vacation!

As far as what I've been up to: I've been working on my webtoon, trying to figure out a schedule for making it that works, building up courage to actually post it and you know...actually get the financial stuff in place to start the business aspect of my art? hehe....

My main job has picked up for the season, so I'm switching gears and getting ready for less and less free time, and I'm trying to incorporate some classical music into my pianist job while bracing for spring-time "Special Music" rush.

Also, I don't mind that you only ask after my Transformers work. I don't expect anyone to enjoy every single thing I post, there are a thousand fandoms out there and it would be ignorant to expect everyone to know about all my interests.

#smooch anon #always nice to hear from you smooch~#I wrote so much I had to put it under the cut #that may be a first for me #I allowed myself two gifs as a treat #shishispeaks

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spideyskrunkly · 1 year

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Hello !

User @spideyskrunkly (main) and/or @playcraze (alternative) here ! I probably should have done this a long time ago, but here are some things about my acc !

What about me ?

I use any pronouns

I'm a young adult !! (18)

I am mixed Latin Afro American (🇸🇻) so if you see my hands, don't ask, this happened before (plus my Spanish isn't the best since my first language is English, so if I say anything wrong lmk please !)

I am a traditional artist (practicing digital)

I do not do DMs but comments and reblogs are perfectly fine !

I put tws or anything if I believe what I'm gonna post is sensitive ! (And I mostly draw suggestive stuff for laughs and giggles. No nsfw art tho !)

I'm bisexual/agender !

I happen to be autistic !

Full on accident prone here 🥲🥲🥲

Do I have alternative accounts outside of Tumblr ? Yes I do !

Instagram - 1rt_ba3

Ao3 - Greenberry_Spice

What I love:

You guys ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

Drawing, making little skits or comics

Spicy food

Mint ice cream

Many different aesthetics

Large graphic t-shirts

Halloween

Winter

Sex jokes (please don't make any towards me though ! )

Dark humor

Talking ! I'm trying to get out of my introvert phase 😌✌️

Black, green and red

Cartoons, sometimes anime

Snacks

Cats

Brent Faiyaz or any R&B music

What I dislike:

Jalapeños (don't ask 😑)

Loud unnecessary noises

Homework 😮‍💨

Weirdos in a bad way (I'm a weirdo but I have limits)

Running out of paper

Hot weather

Dogs (I don't hate them, I'm just not a fan

Getting yelled at

Am I in fandoms ? Yes I am !

Criminal Case (Preferably Season 1)

Don't Hug Me I'm Scared

Spiderverse

Bojack Horseman

Breaking Bad

The Walking Dead Game

The Owl House

Morel Orel

The Stanley Parable

Bob's Burgers

She Ra

Arcane (Kinda)

Helluva Boss

Bungou Stray Dogs

Sk8 The Infinity

Super Mario (Kinda)

Spy x Family

Saga (Comics)

Kotaro Lives Alone

Encanto

Millionaire Detective

Any artist fandoms cus they're so fun

DNI (You will be blocked or asked to leave):

Homophobia (unless it's a joke), Racism, Misogyny, anti-religon or against anyone's religion, proshippers, T*RFs

P3d0philes, M@Ps, Dr3@msexuals, Z×0sexuals or creepy people in general

If you're here to talk shit or harass me or anyone that interacts with this acc

Are gonna use slurs idc if you're this that allowed to say whatever word, we don't do that here (replace with either a lighter swear or buddy if you do)

Pro C//a (She-ra)

Pro St//tz (Helluva Boss)

Pro Ra//ri (RatLD)

Attack me if I don't even fw you or if I'm not familiar of you

Just gonna be an asshole in general

Choose to sexualize me (I'll warn you once but then I won't be as nice if you keep going)

I might update this, but this is all I could think of. I hope you all enjoy your time here !

#all about the artist #artist bio

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lorewright · 1 year

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I posted 2,687 times in 2022

8 posts created (0%)

2,679 posts reblogged (100%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@characternerdocs

@spookypainting

@kickassfu

@chickypoodoodloos

@allteeensrelate

I tagged 64 of my posts in 2022

#chicky's oc - 9 posts

#jewel - 8 posts

#awesome art - 5 posts

#artist has open commissions - 5 posts

#chickypoodooloos - 4 posts

#chicky's ocs - 4 posts

#chickys jewel - 3 posts

#awesome artists - 3 posts

#tetsuji - 3 posts

#airi - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 99 characters

#and i can 100% assure to you that all the associate would instantly onboard this dog as an employee

My Top Posts in 2022:

I'm starting to appreciate the completely UNHINGED nature of TX. My coworker walked into work today as ask "you like pirates and skull right?" And I'm like yeah. So he says come out to my truck I found two pirate swords someone throw away after Halloween. And I'm like oh... mmm ok? Legit they're two metal fencing swords with skulls on the hilt and guards?!

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Rules: tag nine (9) people you want to get to know better

Tagged by: @johannabarkerrs

Favorite time of the year: fall, I get to wear layers again and it not freezing cold yet, and all the fun spooky stuff starts to show up. Leaves change color. All together it's a good time.

Comfort food: not sure what it called by a coworker made this super delicious cookie brownie dessert- it was a chocolate chip cookie on the down and brownie on the top with oreos in the middle. I need to get her to give me the recipe. That or a good cup of New England claw chowder, not the can stuff but the kind in the bag you have to boil in hot water. It's the best.

Do I collect anything?: yes, I collect Stieff, a brand of stuff animals that originated in Germany. Most of them I've gotten as gifts from my grandmother, who was born and grew up in Germany. The first Stieff I got is a fox named Xorry. The weirdest is a snowman from what I assume is a German kid show called Tabaluga, and this snowman I assume is the villain as he's got long black gloves and evil yellow eyes above the brim of his top hat. But I love him very much as my Oma saw it and thought, "oh he is freaky and bizarre little guy, Eri will absolutely love him.

Favorite drink: iced coffee with mocha flavored creamer

Favorite song: The Bounty Hunter by Mike Cross, I remember hearing this song when I was either six or seven on one of my dad's CD as he was driving me to school or something. And while it was horribly morbid for a kid to love, I still love it to this day. It just a nice little engaging ballad of an outlaw vs a bounty hunter and after probably a thousand listen after so many years it still intrigues me.

Favorite current song: Shadow of Mine by Alec Benjamin. I actually like a lot of his songs, but this is the most recent of his I found. I also like, Boy in the Bubble, Outrunning Karma, and Mother's Eyes to name a few others of his.

Favorite fic book: I don't read fic all that much. Sorry :( so I'll do my favorite book. Which is A Series of Unfortunate Events. It's been one of my favorite series since I was a kid. And as an adult it appreciate all the literature references the author uses for the building of the world, from places like Prufrock Prep beginning a reference to the poem "The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock" to the character Esmé Squalor as nod to the short story, "To Esmé - with Love and Squalor." The series has been a huge inspiration to me and my own writing projects as well.

Tagging: (if I tag you and you don't want to do the dash game, no problem, I take no offense and feel free to pass) @justchickythings or whatever blog you think this fits best on Chicky, @the-asexual-unicorn , @ludicrous-musings , @penelopethehufflepuffbiatch , @musical-engineer

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Customer: *holds out phone with a picture of a product* where do you have this cleaner?

Me, a retail worker: I'm sorry we don't carry that particular product in store.

Customer: But it says right here that it's in stock!

Me: Sir. That is a screenshot from Amazon.

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This is the plot, right?

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My #1 post of 2022

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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crisalidaseason · 2 years

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Ok hear me out!

Armin is my favorite character, I love him very much and I might be obsessed with him...but can we talk about Colt Grice?

I've been starving for fanfiction about him because he has me on a chokehold since day one. So here are my silly hc and reasons to why Colt Grice should also be on your mind 24/7:

WARNING ⚠️: Spoilers from Attack on Titan season 3 and 4 (part 1 and 2).

He's an older brother. The older-almost-dad brother (and that's REALLY hot). I guess he might be 8-9 years older than Falco and probably helped his mom take care of him. He knows basic child care and is probably really patient with kids (again, that's really hot).

Colt is super protective. That's all.

Just joking, I'll elaborate. The first time we see him (and Falco) is in the middle of a battlefield. Colt left his post just to snatch Falco out of the ground and run with him to safety (he put his own helmet on Falco's head). Like how crazy you have to be to just run around no man's land with a child on your arms while bullets fly around everywhere!

Also, my man was almost dying when his little brother was taken to Paradis. He literally didn't care about shit Marley was planning, just wanted his brother back and to hell everyone in his way (too bad he actually died so his brother wouldn't feel alone and I still cry over it).

He seems so supportive! There are a few interactions with him and the younger warriors that show him praising their deeds (him saying that Gabi had the strength of 800 soldiers 💕)

*sigh* here we go with my headcanons that nobody asked for. Beware! It's just my opinion.

Colt probably agrees with the restorationists. Of course he doesn't actively participate because of his family being a target, but I know that mf is a restorationist deep in his heart. Given different circumstances he would have joined the group in a heartbeat. He seemed really conscious of his social status (his last conversation with Zeke kind of feeds this hc of mine). Well, I love people labeled as a political threat.

My hc for modern au! Colt include:

He would definitely be into art. Any kind of art, but specially crafting. You know the kind of guy who makes dioramas of videogame scenarios? That's Colt! And he's so damn good at sculpting, carving wood, recycling trash into art. I also feel he would be good at playing drums and has a nice voice.

He isn't a party animal, but definitely likes going out with his friends. And he's an awkward dancer, but it's cute because he really enjoys it. Probably gets too drunk and ends up sleeping in an empty bathtub until Porco or Zeke find him (when you wake him up from his drunken slumber he gets so grumpy! More than Porco could ever be).

I think he would come from a small town and be a little old school. When he moves to a bigger city he would have a hard time making friends or dating because he isn't used to meeting new people. I also think he would take Falco with him and end up relying on the kid to actually get friends (imagine Falco and Gabi meet at middle school and that's how Colt meets Reiner and the rest of the group).

Definitely boyfriend material. You'll never know a man as honorable, sweet, respectful and kind as Colt Grice. He can be clueless sometimes, especially with a crush, but eventually (and with help from Pieck) asks them out on a date.

I have so much more but I think this is getting too big so I'm going to stop! If you want more feel free to ask!

That's all folks!

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majimasleftasscheek · 2 years

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I want to write some smutty fic + plot with kiryu and majima, but I've only played kiwami 2 so I'm scared I don't know enough about them as characters. Any tips or suggestions? (also bless your art c:)

klsdjkld thank you also I'm super flattered you'd come to me for tips 🥺💖 I can give a lil insight from things in the games so I’ll try not to be explicitly spoilery but just giving a heads up in case

so obvs I speak from a shippy dippy perspective but they do genuinely care about each other, especially in y3. Majima's a person Kiryu trusts and Majima's equally someone who would willingly do whatever to help out people he cares about. Majima's the type to be like yeah I'll die for you (serious)

since you've played 2, then you can very much see how Majima's willing to get back into Tojo bullshit cuz Kiryu asked him to. It's certainly telling that Kiryu goes to Majima of all people for help when it comes to Tojo shit which I think is a nice way to show he respects him to some degree. As nice as Kiryu is tho, he can still be a rude lil turd and likes to make jabs. He’s got a tendency to say shit he thinks is cool even if its inappropriate lol

also like, Kiryu doesn't really know how to read Majima but also I don't think Kiryu knows how to read many people tbh. There's a wild freeness about Majima that Kiryu enjoys seeing and indulging in, like when they fight and he seems to actually have fun with it. I don't think he's 100% aware of why he enjoys it or why he's willing to put up with Majima's dumbassery but Kiryu doesn't really need answers. Majima is Majima and that simplicity works for him

there's a lot of stuff in Dead Souls that gives insight into Majima and because I'm ill of course I know all of it. Lots of softie moments, Majima's a bit of a control freak about his appearance, he's an ass but it's playful assholery, he loves his subordinates even if he's a turd @ them, he's forgetful as shit, he's a bit of a stickler for rules - by the book type of stuff. THERE'S ALSO a part with a lil girl and he's so cute and awkward with her and it fulfills my dadjima addiction. I think Maji would love Haruka very much and Kiryu would be pleasantly surprised by that side of him

in y3, it's Kiryu's big dad simulator so you get to see him being a wise old fart even if sometimes he's a total boomer and embarrassing. He tries his best and has the best intentions but honestly his lone wolf attitude is often his downfall. Kiryu's very much a "I'll take a bullet for you even if there's other options to definitely not take a bullet" type of guy. He blames himself for a lot of problems out of his control and he's got quite the track record of running away from things if he feels like it'll be for the greater good of everyone else (it isn't lol). Suffer in silence sort of dude

they honestly don't interact much after 3 tbh cuz I guess it was too gay lmao but uhhhh they're definitely still motivated by each other's actions. 5 is very big on Kiryu beats up a lot of people again™, due to something that happens to Majima. At that point, Kiryu's life is quite far removed from the whole yakuza thing so I think it says a lot that he throws himself back into the fray for this bowlcut bitch

also! Majima’s wacky but it’s most certainly a façade. He’s very capable of toning it down in serious situations and equally, Kiryu’s a funky dude! Majima’s the type to put up fronts for his image while Kiryu’s very reserved but will absolutely go all out on something cuz he just can’t not put his 100% into everything even if it’s silly

I tried to keep things mostly factual based on the games with a couple of my own hcs thrown in so I hope it helps!!

I have another post I'm writing for like deep angsty shit for another ask so if that'll be of use to you, keep an eye out for that :)

#this gives me the good brainworms #kiryu kazuma #majima goro #kazumaji #my hcs

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thedamageofherdays · 3 years

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This week's (16-08-2021 - 22-08-2021) reading log is here. This week's reading log is super duper long and filled with lots of good things (my apologies for the long post, I really could not find a good spot to do a read more). I discovered some new favourites and re-read some old favourites and while I had an intense week personally at least the fics I read were absolutely phenomenal. I do recommend checking out the warnings as some fics are a bit heavier/angstier and you might wanna be prepared. Most of these fics are Stucky but there are a couple of other ships in between.

If you are looking for more fun and/or good things make sure to check out the @marveldisabilitycelebration as well to see all the awesome art, fics, meta, etcetera people created! And while I am mentioning events I am a mod for let me also just quickly mention that sign-ups for the @stuckygiftexchange are still open until the end of the month <3

Favourites are marked with a 🌻 Fics that are only available to AO3 users are marked with a 🔒 and Tumblr fics are marked with a 🍀

🌻 The Bends by dreamsinthewitchouse @dreamsinthewitchouse [Danbeau, side Stucky, 2k words, Teen]

Memory is not a house you can just walk back into after finding the key you thought you’d lost. It’s a thing you wade into and out of, rewriting it as it rewrites you.

It’s not without its rewards, either - recovering a memory about Maria and Monica, about her life, feels better than socking a thousand bad guys in the face, better than all the photon blasts in the world.

Then again, realising there’s still memories she can’t access, even after all this time, feels like drowning in space.

Not the one out there - the one inside her.

🌻 Sweet & Salty by musette22 @musette22 [Stucky, 3k words, Teen]

Idiots in love. That's it. That's the fic.

When life gives you lemons by moonythejedi394 @moonythejedi394 [Stucky, 34k words, Explicit] (11/15 chapters)

Or 13 Terrible Things to Do With Lemons Other Than Making Lemonade

Steve Rogers is a home health nurse. He works for an agency, which assigned him to the aging Winifred Barnes, the one and only Silent Era Hollywood darling. As her needs increased, she requested the agency assign Steve to her full-time. She could pay for it, so she got it. Steve then moved in with her, becoming her caregiver; he cooked, he cleaned, he managed her medications, he made sure she was comfortable.

Winifred's children treated him less than ideally. He was the help, after all. And then Steve had the audacity to go and turn out to be eldest son James Barnes's soulmate. No one saw that coming.

🍀 SamRhodey Tumblr Fic by ipoiledi [SamRhodey, ? words, Teen?]

“Wilson, this is Rhodey; Rhodey, Wilson,” Tony Stark says, and suddenly some six foot tall sexy guy is shoved right in front of Sam, and they both stumble a little, bumping into each other. This is a crowded party. “You guys have things in common, right?” Stark asks. “Uh, Army stuff. Talk about that. I hate wallflowers; stop wallflowering and talk to each other.”

Shorteralls by moonythejedi394 [Stucky, 6k words, Explicit]

The first time Bucky ever saw Steve Rogers, he was struck by how Neanderthal-like his response was. It was immediately followed by a bout of mental scolding. The second time was just about the same. The third time, it was actually appropriate for Bucky to start a conversation with him, at which point he was determined to be the gentleman.

No such luck. Steve Rogers is, always has been and always will be, a relentless flirt. These days, Bucky's Neanderthal-ist feelings about Steve are consensual and highly appreciated. More so now that they're having a baby.

what the fuck are perfect places anyway by tigerlilycorinne [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]

Steve clears his throat and stands. “Well, I should head in. I might want to begin packing.”

Bucky stills. “You won’t,” he says, trying to sound commanding. It only comes out uncertain. “Don’t.”

Steve shakes his head. “Maybe not tonight,” he says, and Bucky knows they’ll be discussing this again soon.

“Then stay. Play… play cards with me or something.”

Steve’s eyebrows jump up, his mouth tugging up in another of his bemused smiles that do things to Bucky’s insides, but he drops his hand from the doorway and steps back into Bucky’s room. Somehow, Bucky feels as if he’s won—not the war, just the battle.

Steve won’t stay forever. But he’ll stay for cards.

Steve and Bucky, on the run after Civil War (with a few alterations to canon), are laying low in Wakanda. But they can’t stay there forever.

🌻 honestly thought i’d be dead by now, but what you can trust is that i need your touch by moonythejedi394 [Stucky, 105k words, Explicit]

Bucky is 37 years old; he’s unmarried, hasn’t had a Sub of his own, is definitely not ripped, comfortable at his job as an Advanced Practice RN at Brooklyn General ER, and just got his Five Years coin from AA.

Steve is 26 years old; he’s unmarried, his last and only Dom has Alzheimer's, he's worryingly muscular, uncomfortable in his job as the government’s poster Alpha for masculinity and strength, and worries more than he should about his BMI.

Unfortunately, Steve and Bucky meet initially in a not-cute moment. Bucky’s tired as shit thanks to the sudden alien invasion that shook New York and Steve is tired as shit because he hasn’t slept more than 20 minutes at a time in – well, since 1936, probably. Bucky’s Alpha instincts get irritated at the sudden presence of another "Alpha" into his territory and Steve’s suppressed submissive tendencies latch onto this grumpy bachelor Alpha and he only suppresses it further.

Bucky’s grumpiness and Steve’s duckling impressionism aside, both of them are a mess. But since both of them are a mess? Their messes seem to fit pretty well together.

Deep Sea Diving by Aida Ronan [Stucky, 5k words, Explicit]

Steve's wallowing in heat-related misery under a shade tree in Central Park when a man walks by in bright red booty shorts and a crop top. RIP Steve Rogers. It was nice knowing you.

honey, make this easy by steebadore [Stucky, 8k words, Explicit]

Bucky likes the way he looks. His silk button up with the tiny gold polka dots feels soft on his skin and is tailored perfectly; no pulling at his chest or belly. His hair falls in shiny dark waves and his skin is smooth and dewy. He looks expensive. He looks taken care of. He looks like Steve’s.

🌻 let's take it back to the start by howdoyousleep @howdoyousleep3 [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]

How it all began.

This sleepwalking through my life. by barthelme [Stucky, 1k words, Explicit]

The internet is an interesting place and when Bucky came home (or, when he came to live with Steve), Steve did a lot of research. Apparently, it’s not safe to wake a sleepwalker. He assumes that waking a sleepwalker with traumatic dreams and PTSD is beyond just being frowned upon.

And he tells himself--has told himself--that this is safer for Bucky. That if he were to stop him and wake him up, that Bucky would be mortified to be slurping on his best friend’s cock. That all of the improvements he’s made would be lost, would be repressed, would be just--

They’d be back at square one.

So he lets Bucky do it.

🌻 the way i've been craving by howdoyousleep [Stucky, 3k words, Explicit]

"Lunch break at 12:30. My office. Hope you’re hungry…"

It’s the ellipsis that sends Bucky’s insides swimming warmly, his heart beating twice as fast against his ribs where he sits in class. Senator Rogers is concise, direct, to the point. Without an ellipsis this is lunch, this is a meeting. With it though?

This is a booty call.

nasty but classy by howdoyousleep [Stucky, 4k words, Explicit]

“No, you don’t have to know the purpose, that doesn’t matter. Nat showed me this challenge where couples drink a lot of wine and get drunk together but they can’t touch each other. And whoever touches the other first has to...has to give the other head.”

🌻 Put It on Repeat, It Stays the Same by giselleslash [Stucky, 20k words, Explicit]

Steve and Bucky have a one night stand that turns into a friends with benefits situation. A weekend snowed in at Bucky’s apartment brings to light how much that really doesn’t suit either one of them.

Greetings to the New Brunette by victoria_p (musesfool) [Stucky, 10k words, General]

"You said he should have a hobby. That it would help."

"I meant, like, knitting or coin collecting. Motocross, if he was feeling antsy. A baby's not a hobby. It's lifetime commitment."

🌻 Rogers & Barnes: Partners by triedunture [Stucky, 10k words, Teen]

Steve and Bucky have to pose as a couple for a mission. Nat insists it really is the only option. She's checked.

The complication: unbeknownst to even Natasha, Steve and Bucky's friendship has been rocky ever since Bucky confessed his tender feelings and Steve left him out in the cold. Can asexual, completely-in-love-with-his-angry-best-friend Steve complete the mission and win Bucky's heart?

(The answer is yes. Yay!)

this will be our year (took a long time to come) by biblionerd07 [Stucky, 4k words, General]

Bucky's therapist is worried he's using Steve as a crutch and wants him to try going on outings without Steve. It wouldn't be terrible, honestly, if Bucky could just manage to open his mouth and say something to Steve.

I'll hold my breath by Little_Lottie (tfwatson) [Stucky, 8k words, Mature]

Sometimes Bucky’s hands flex in Steve's direction. Neither of them knows exactly why, but at least one of them has a hunch.

Bucky touches everything but Steve, even though Steve is all he really wants to touch.

Start from the Beginning by Mumble_Bee [Stucky, 13k words, Explicit]

What about a sex pollen fic where the pollen-ed one doesn’t remember getting hit in the face with a sex flower, and wakes up midway through the depollenating?

Or: the one where Steve wakes up on his back with a stranger buried balls-deep in his ass.

Match by emphasisonem [Stucky, 4k words, Mature]

The situation’s actually kind of funny from the right perspective, Bucky thinks as he reads the message for what feels like the hundredth time. He’s finally matched with a hot, funny guy. Tall and broad and clean cut. An absolutely breathtaking smile. Bucky’s walking wet dream. And he’s good. They haven’t messaged on the app, but Bucky already knows him.

He knows him because Steve Rogers is an art history professor at his university. His art history professor.

Best friends and married since childhood by StuckySituation [Stucky, 1k words, General]

Inspired by @/peterssquill's post in tumblr: "bucky and steve got married on the playground when they were like eight and though neither of them would ever admit it to anyone, even each other, they still consider it official"

~♥~ ♥~ ♥~

“Natasha, stop trying to set me up with every woman you meet, I’m-”

“Too shy? Too scared?”

“No, I’m-”

“Too busy? You’re mostly retired these days, not a good excuse anymore.” Natasha smirks and then drawls: “Or just too gay?”

Steve flushes at that, even if isn’t true -- he’s bisexual, not gay. “Let it go, Nat, I’m not looking for anything. I’m already married, for fuck’s sake.”

Clearly not what she expected. “What.”

Steve grimaces. He didn’t mean to tell anyone that, ever.

“Sorry, can’t talk about it right now!” he says and jumps out of the plane.

Nobody Should Be Alone on a Holiday by emphasisonem [Stucky, 2k words, Teen]

“So, um-” Bucky begins speaking again, pulling Steve from his less-than-work-appropriate thoughts. The brunet has shoved his hands into the pockets of his dark slacks, and he’s shifting from one foot to the other as he smiles shyly. “I have a question for you.”

“Shoot,” Steve grins, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his broad chest. Bucky swallows deeply as one of his hands comes up to pull at the collar of his button-up, and Steve can’t help following the motion of his Adam’s apple.

“I was, uh-” Bucky continues- “That is, I heard you don’t have Thanksgiving plans?”

In which Bucky finds out that Steve's going to be alone on Thanksgiving and invites his coworker to spend the holiday with him.

🌻 It's Been A Long Season Through by thiccbuckybarnes @thiccbuckybarnesfic [Stucky, 49k words, Explicit]

Bucky Barnes is in desperate need of a change in scenery, which is why he makes the foolhardy decision to quit his job, leave his asshole of a fiance, pack up his life, and move to his grandfather’s old farm all within a single day.

He expects confusion, hardship, and maybe even failure. But love? He wasn’t expecting that.

Or, a Stucky Stardew Valley AU that nobody but me wanted and that’s ok.

oh, peach pit, where'd the hours go? by thiccbuckybarnes [Stucky, 10k words, Explicit]

Can't see the forest for the trees.

Or, Steve learns that just because he and Bucky got their happily ever after, it doesn’t mean the past won’t come back to bite them.

I'll find my way by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 725 words, Teen]

Steve had watched Bucky fall, and nothing had been the same since.

AU-gust day 19: Daemons

special delivery by glim @glim [Stucky, 6k words, Teen]

It's not that Steve's bad at taking care of himself when he gets sick; he just wishes he didn't have to all the time.

At least he can order most of what he needs online. That's some small comfort, that he can have soup and ice cream and everything else brought to his door.

at first chance i'd take the bed warmed by the body by spacebuck @spacebuck [Stucky, 8k words, Explicit]

This close, Steve can see exactly how beautiful his hands are. He’s never really noticed before, or at least he’s never really had a reason to notice, but the man’s hands are large, tanned like he works outside all day. There’s an endearing callus on the heel of one of his palms, and Steve can’t quite work out when calluses became endearing.

Steve pauses the video. Swallows hard. Casts his eyes around for anything that’ll keep his mind off the hands on his screen, off the words inked into those hands, the delicate shape of a bird’s wing, the curling edge of a vine.

He looks down. The name of the channel is right there, blaring the man’s name right into Steve’s brain until it feels like he’s known it all along.

Bucky Barnes.

OR: the one where Bucky's a youtuber who solves puzzles on camera, and steve's smitten and horny

🌻 Rock On! by millesable @marvelousescapism [Clintasha, 700 words, General]

“Hey, Romanoff!”

He lifted his hand, index finger and pinky finger raised, thumb out, all other fingers tucked. Their secret sign; their confession for the world to see, safe in the knowledge that the world wasn’t listening.

“Rock on!”

🌻 You Like the Way I Look by dontcallmebree @iamthe-wo-manwhocan [Stucky, 2k words, Explicit]

Bucky sidles up to him, hand boldly coming to rest on his chest. “What about you, big guy? Care for a dance?” Steve watches Bucky’s eyes twinkle with satisfaction, somehow already knowing he’s got Steve on the hook.

A decade out of the ice, Steve Rogers returns to New York. Reeling from a battle against the Chitauri, a night with the troublesome Bucky Barnes might be just what he needs.

Join the Rebellion by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 765 words, Teen]

Bucky knew he shouldn't be out after curfew, but he couldn't resist the urge. He didn’t know where he was going, but he knew it was where he wanted to be.

AU-gust day 20: Dystopia

🔒 Five Days in December by mywingsareonwheels @mywingsareonwheels [Evanstan, 4k words, Teen]

“Shit shit shit shit...” muttered Chris to himself, glad that the sound of piped Christmas carols was drowning out his swearing amid the picture books. Most of the store was heaving even though it was Sunday, he’d been recognised at least three times, finding presents for all of his nieces and nephews was proving far more of a headache than expected, and he’d just sent a pile of copies of "Strictly No Elephants" tumbling off the bookshelf.

He scrambled about trying to pick them all up, and then dropped them again as someone bumped right into his backside. He lost his balance, caught himself against a bookcase, and a landslide of "Carter Is a Painter’s Cat" joined "Strictly No Elephants" on the floor. He yelped.

“Ah fuck, I’m so sorry… Chris!”

* * * * * * * * * *

London, December 2021. Amid cats, books, and the cold English drizzle, Chris finds everything he was hoping for and thought he would never have.

* * * * * * * * * * * *

Reaching for Fire by dixons_mama @dixons-mama [Stucky, 7k words, Explicit]

Bucky has always felt a fire in his heart (and other body parts) when it came to his boss, Steve Rogers, but he's made sure to never feed those flames. When he finds out about Steve's second job, though, he's tempted to let that fire out.

i've been dreaming of a face like yours by thiccbuckybarnes [Stucky, 3k words, Explicit]

Bucky is about to busy himself with making a small dinner for himself when he stops in his tracks at the figure drinking a cup of coffee in the kitchen, leaning against the counter and smirking at him.

It’s Steve.

“Surprise, sweet boy,” he says before setting his cup down.

Or, PWP reunion sex

🌻 Somewhere, Under Your Skin by thiccbuckybarnes [Stucky, 16k words, Explicit]

Bucky Barnes treats himself to a one-night stand after having a very bad no good day.

The sex is good--great, even. Might be the best sex of his life.

But Bucky wouldn’t have slept with the guy if he had known that he was going to continuously run into him every day for the next fucking month.

Or, a Big Grump Bucky has a hot one night stand with a college kid who is popping up everywhere in his everyday life and he doesn’t know how to deal with it.

(Written for HYBB Bingo Square: Grumpy Bucky)

i've played heartstrings before but not in your key by thiccbuckybarnes [Stucky, 11k words, Explicit]

He glances down, seeing a folded couple of papers, before peering up at Bucky. The older man is biting his bottom lip, making it pretty and red. Steve wants to run his tongue across where his teeth are digging into his flesh.

"What's this?" Steve asks, setting his phone down, emails forgotten. Bucky shrugs and looks away.

"I dunno. You tell me, genius," he says, sounding bratty enough that it makes Steve's dick twitch in his pants. Jesus, there has to be something wrong with him.

Steve glances once more at Bucky, who now has his arms crossed against his chest and is pointedly not looking at Steve, before picking up the stack of folded papers. He opens them, seeing a collection of maybe five or six sheets of paper. His eyes immediately land on the list of familiar words with negative next to each one. -- Or, Steve Rogers is a jealous, possessive little shit that wants nothing more than to mark up his boyfriend and stake his claim. And Bucky knows it. (And he likes it.)

🌻 I'm Home (With You) by BonkyBornes @padfoot-and-the-marauders [Stucky, 2k words, General]

In any other circumstance, the apartment would've been perfect. But it was today, and the fact that he was here meant he wasn’t out searching. He knew they hadn’t had any leads for weeks and he knew Natasha was right; all three of them were exhausted and a break would do them good. It just felt wrong to Steve that he was comfortable while Bucky was still out there—somewhere. Probably cold. Probably hungry.

The knock came again. Sighing, Steve unwrapped his hand from the dog tags and remembered how to move. Cold wind and snow greeted him when he opened the door. The solitary figure was walking down the steps, collar popped against the chill.

“Did you need something?” he called.

The person stopped. They were still. And then they turned. *

Or, the Christmas Steve deserved after Winter Soldier.

The portrait by rainbow_nerds [Stucky, 915 words, General]

Steve Rogers has a Gift. He can help people find their soulmates, all he needs is some art supplies, a quiet place, and eye contact.

AU-gust day 21: soulmates

Maybe A Muse by buckybarnesdeservestobehappy [Stucky, 2k words, Mature]

When Bucky Barnes needs extra money, he’s appalled that his best friends think he should become a model for the art department on campus. Shy, nerdy, and socially awkward, he’s not sure that’s something he feels comfortable doing. Still, he needs money, and he likes the idea of becoming someone’s muse. The problem is he had no idea two things would happen. First, one of the students in the class is exactly his type; second, he has to model nude.

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A comprehensive list of all my Ghost au's

this post will be talking about all of the ghost au's ive created or co-created including talking about ghost au's from old fandom's that i am no longer in. if you want to ask about any of my au's my ask box and dm's are always open this includes the hermitcraft au but keep it to a minimum please also if any of the creator's of the characters have said that they arent comfortable with what im making ( with proof ofc) i will edit or delete what is needed to fit in the boundaries also another thing this is a long post if you just want the art go under the cut! this post will discuss how each au works and basic plot stuff about them the fandoms in this post are hermitcraft, epithet erased, and dsmp okay first things first-

my hermitcraft au (what a pity)-

On my old tumblr account I made a few posts about it along with a fanfic which never got finished due to me not wanting to interact with the fandom any more due to personal reasons and also I'm not very good at writing imo but I think I'm ready to talk about it again. Just keep in mind i will most likely not talk about this fandom ever again at least not on here again for personal preference : -) it was about season 6 Grian since he was who i was hyperfixating on at the time, being haunted by the ghosts of Sam and Taurtis, both of them from the old roleplay series' Yandere High School, and Tokyo Soul, and taurtis from Grians old-ish smp Evo. Since I never finished the fanfiction nobody but me and close friends ever got to hear the full story i had planned but now you will i guess. It was mainly just grian stressing about Sam and Taurtis being ghosts and him worrying about being crazy, though he would still join the hippies during the area 77 war he would be significantly more stressed especially when finding out that Sam and Taurtis have been possessing his body during the night, he’s more worried about Sam though because of his track record back in the other servers( yhs and ts) it was going to be that Sam (although death isn't permanent) would go on a killing spree in Grians body which would cause the area 77 guys to put him in the facility to see what's going on with him, and it didn't get further then that. My favorite part of this au much like all of my au’s were the design elements i had for it which i'll have under the cut with the other designs. Now for a rundown of how the ghost physics work in this world, in typical ghost fashion Sam and Taurtis were not able to touch or move anything, but they were able to interact with Grian, him being the only person who could see/hear/or touch them. Their only super natural abilities is being able to possess Grian.

Okay! Time for my Epithet Erased au!: Unlike what a pity this one doesn't have a name or a fanfic to go with it as said before i'm not exactly a writer but i have talked about it a bit before on this account along with posting the designs and general concept but i'll go more in depth here! As said in my original post this au was a co-creation with my best friend and sibling @brocolibean so go check bun out ^^ Unlike ‘What a Pity’ it was more lighthearted and comedy centric because it dealt with a bit more and also the original show is a comedy. This au didn't include the character’s epithets so they are all humans. This will also include talking about house each ghost died so if your uncomfortable hearing about that you might want to skip the ghosts portion Just like the original post I'll separate the story summary into 3 parts with intervals in between to talk about the ghosts. First we have the Banzai boys part of the story. Giovanni, Spike, Dark Star, Crusher, Flame Thrower, Car Crash, and Ben all decide to move into a house together so they could all easily split the rent since its close to their collage, the house, which they get for cheap, is aa very old house with sketchy history. But it's a huge house for cheap so they don't complain they encounter the ghosts very early on living in the house and they swear to figure out how they died so they can get their memory back! The ghosts, Molly, Sylvie, Trixie, and Pheonica have no memory! All they know is that there are ghosts! They are connected to the property of this house but if you where to get something- like perhaps a stone from the property the ghost is still technically attached to it therefore the ghost can go with you anywhere Speaking of- -Phoenicia Fleecity is one of the last ghosts to show herself, her body is found in the overgrown garden flowers growing over her skeleton, she is from the victorian era making her the oldest out of the ghosts though he death is the most mysterious -Molly Blindeff is the first ghost the group meets her decomposed body is found buried in the floorboards of the living room, found when gio decided that the house needed renovation and taking matters into his own hands, she died via blunt force trauma i will not be going into detail here because i'm still thinking of doing something with this au she died in the early 2000’s -Sylvester Ashling is the second ghost to show himself though he didn't want to, his body was found in the bottom of the pond in the backyard of the house in the garden. His body while it was decomposing and falling apart was still intact, bloated from drowning. Again i wont go into detail but this wasn't an accident time of death is unknown -Trixie Roughhouse is the third person to show themselves to the Banzai Blasters she is found in the bushes in the backyard her face disfigured from some sort of explosion unlike the others it seems like it was purely an accident, like sylvie their time of death is unknown Mera Salamin is the collages part time librarian nicknamed “the library witch” she started seeing her ghost after obtaining a neck bow with a blue pendant from a pawnshop she got it cause it was pretty and didn't expect a himbo to come along with it -Indus Tarbella is a ghost who is attached to the pendant and bow Mera wear it used to be his own until he was decapitated wearing it through he was properly buried he has no troublesome memories about what happened even after seeing his body he’s just happy to be with Mera Percival King is a security guard at the college and one of the best at that, she wields a story she got from a pawn shop as its her preferred weapon she takes her job very seriously -Ramsey and Zora both died by the same sword while fighting neither remember who wielded the sword, even after death they hate each other and hate being bound together even more Everyone ends up meeting and finding out they all have ghost hijinks ensue. The way ghosts work in this world is a bit strange I'll admit but it's one of my favorites. The ghosts can interact with the human world(menma style) but

they can only talk to the others who can see them (the Banzai Blasters, mera and percy) and the ghosts can interact with each other ghosts in this au attach themselves to an item or property that has someway to do with their death, the kids in the property, Indus it's the bow, and the sword duo is well, the sword Percy carries. As alluded to from before Gio and the rest of the boys end up carrying a bit of the property with them in the form of friendship bracelets four for each of them which makes 28 different bracelets so the kids can decide who to follow around for the day.i talked about how percy and Mera’s items work enough but i would like to mention that Indus does most of the heavy lifting around the library but becaus enoone else can see indus they assume she’s magical, the glowing pendant doesn't help.

The last two au’s i want to talk about are both dream smp au’s

though i've never talked about them online until now, again thanks to @brocolibean for letting me brain vomit my way through these au’s and helping me out with things i love them please check him out I'll be honest i'm so scared of this fandom so i'm afraid to talk about my au’s please be nice to me Also this is all roleplay and fiction!<3 The first one i'll talking about is the dsmp ghost hunters au Sam runs a company where groups of people hunt ghosts for money! Those groups being Phil, Technoblade, Wilbur,Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo Dream, George, Sapnap, Quackity, Karl Bad, ant, Skeppy, and Puffy There’s most likely more but there the only people i can think of at this moment The only canonical ghost being Schlatt This au doesn't have a proper story perse it's more about gags and stuff about the different character fighting over ghosts for money but the story stuff i do have- Sbi family dynamic is real here you can rejoice, Phil adopts Tubbo after his dad (Schlatt) kicks the bucket and fucking dies , Tubbo befriend’s Ranboo some mysterious teen who just desperately needs a job so he- and the rest of the Minecraft family help him get one- though they find out Ranboo isnt as human as he was made out to be and he finds out he’s this worlds version of angels called ender’s and he’s there to protect Tubbo and Tommy which explains why the more violent ghosts start being less violent at the arrival of Ranboo joining their team. Bad isn't human either being a demon his entire group know’s plus quackity. Quackity found out but squirting him with holy water through a water gun but don't worry he promised not to tell anyone; -) Bad and Ranboo know about each other because they see each other as their true forms The minecraft fam found out about Schlatt being a ghost through Tommy- despite Tubbo telling him not to- telling them from calling up and paying for them to investigate their own house saying “technically i didn't tell them” they ended up not getting rid of Schlatt though I'm not going to talk about how the ghosts here work because it's not super important to the plot

The second au is another ghost au where the main characters are ghosts themselves,

like the others its mainly lighthearted and comedic with dark attributes The plot surrounds the sbi family moving into a new house and Tommy finding out it's being haunted by two ghost’s. Those ghosts being Tubbo and Ranboo This au isn't fully figured out but I know that he found out he was haunted by sending a selfie to someone(possibly Drista and Purpled? Since there are only other minors who were part of the dsmp lore? But ultimately idk) and them being like “yo i didn't know you had friends” and him being like “?????” Tubbo died from a boiler exploding and Ranboo died from drowning (which are apparently my two favorite deaths) this also doesn't have an official story? It was just an excuse to make ghost designs with a bit of a story without the commitment As said before it's a sbi au but also a Dadschlatt au cuz I like Dadschlatt au’s. The main story bits i have are background stuff for Tubbo and Ranboo which ill elaborate now The house was originally meant to be just a summer home because it had a large lake in the backyard Ranboo’s family would go there often but that doesn't mean his family liked him very much because of his heterochromia, Vitiligo, and his height his family thought he was strayed from god and drowned him Tubbo died during sleep while Schlatt wasn't home either out drinking or just at work he came home to the house being partially blown up and his son nowhere to be seen he calls Puffy out of fear and she calls the cops. He moves away and most likely starts drinking a bit more. The house gets rebuilt and now the sbi live there hijinks ensue! The ghosts in this au work in a simpler manor only Tommy can see them unless a photo is taken but even then they are blurred, they can float and go through walls and their ability to touch things is limited Ranboo’s memory is worse then Tubbo’s but Tubbo’s isn’t much better.

below the cut will be designs and stuff be safe pal's- there will be minor/cartoony blood-

rip me exposing my old art on this account also i'm ripping these from my fucking amino account that i don't use but still have the password too

gonna do the original what a pity drawins first them ill show a more recent rendition because i hate the old drawings

these are the old drawins i hate them

then,,, i just drew them,,,,, fuck these guys/j

thses are the old sprite edits of these four! trixies design is the only one that really changed

the ded;-; i couldnt fit him on the page

there he is! ft indus and very much alive mera(who i cant figure out how to FUCKING DRAW-)

gay's get wilbur'd/j

they lookin for ghosts

the whole fmaily is here but its quality is shit

these bitches dead! good for them,,, good for them,,,,,,/j/rp

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