#which is really what i prefer - i can't imagine doing it the same way every time - but also it does make commissions kind of a pain

[sn0wbat]

morten!!

maybe i went a little feral with coloring this one

#low stakes 🦇 #my art #god i LOVE doing this coloring style actually #it's so much fun #i tried to make it a point to use a different one for all of these #because uh. what even is my style really. my ways of coloring aint consistent #which is really what i prefer - i can't imagine doing it the same way every time - but also it does make commissions kind of a pain #which is why i haven't rly been offering them?? #kdjfh #anyway look at my son #i love them

[de4dlyniightshade]

I’d really just like to request your most feral Spencer Reid headcanons. SFW, NSFW, raunchy, tame - whatever. Just your like “I will fight anyone who disagrees, they are fact” type headcanons.

(Because I reread all your headcanons and love every single one)

I BEEN WAITING ON SOMEONE ASKING THIS! i've also just been meaning to make a hc post.

i was gonna split them into nsfw and sfw but they just ended up all mixed together 0-0

submissive and breedable spencer truther til i fucking die i'll get him pregnant don't play with me.

loves messy kisses like spit running down his chin, tongues down each others throat, desperately gripping at each other type of kisses.

maybe just me projecting and taking what mgg said as gospel truth but i fully believe that spencer loves a curvy woman, not even just for sexual reasons he also loves to rest his head on a nice big pair of boobs or thighs.

speaking of, boob guy! shamefully, but still a boob guy! adores groping your boobs whenever he can and would have your boob in his mouth 24/7 if he could, has literally fallen asleep with his head under your shirt and your nipple in his mouth.

munch! like the biggest munch ever, loves nothing more than coming home from a long day and burying his face between your thighs or having you ride his face.

knows full well that toys are his teammate and not his competitors and has no insecurities about you using toys on yourself or owning any.

does not care how well groomed you are, if you asked him what he preferred he'd be like??? it's literally none of my business???

needs lots of reassurance during sex, he just likes to know that he's doing good and making you feel good throughout the whole thing.

doesn't like talking about his sex life, especially with derek, no matter how hard he pressed and pries spencer wont let anything but the bare minimum out.

i imagine he's more drawn to a commanding woman, someone who will take the lead and teach him because of his inexperience and finds that he actually loves being dominated and hardly has any desire to dominate you.

really vocal! even though i've already said it like twice he just is, i can feel it in my bones, he's just such a whiny little baby and can't help but moan loudly any time you're touching him.

is completely against the idea of road head until you do it while you're on a long drive and it both changes his life and almost ends it bcs he swerved into the other lane which was luckily empty.

still gets shy when you kiss him in front even the team even years down the line.

learns to cook so he can make you breakfast whenever you're staying at his apartment.

on the same lines, lovesss morning sex, just that feeling of not wanting to get out your warm bed into the cold air, savouring the warmth in the best way possible.

had no idea what queefing was real until it happened and he was like genuinely so fascinated rather than disgusted.

i feel like spencer would own a bird for sure, not just bcs of gideon but he did help him realise how cool birds are which made him get one, probably a cockatiel or parrotlet with some silly name like dave.

all bark, no bite. likes to act a big game in front of others but the second you're alone he's begging and calling you mommy.

loves nothing more than waking up before you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before carefully and quietly getting out of bed to make you breakfast with the intention of bringing it to you but when you wake up before him and sneak up behind him to wrap your arms around his waist he can't help but melt.

very open to experimenting further down the line, anything you want to try he'll try at least once, except for blindfolds on himself, would be completely open to blindfolding you though.

loves public touching, not outright sex but he'd love when you subtly brush your hand over his crotch or take a handful of his ass in a public place.

teaches you how to knit and cries when you actually make him something like a sweater or even just a hat bcs he realises that's why you wanted to learn in the first place.

can't ride a bike.(this is definitely me projecting bcs i can't but i just feel like he can't okay)

lana enjoyer!!! especially if you are, he just wants to understand all the things you love and if you love lana so does he, he'd love to hear you ramble about your favourite songs and would take note of them and listen to them asap and tell you he loves them even if he didn't like some that much bcs he loves how happy it makes you.

wouldn't want to introduce you to his mother too soon but if you ended up meeting her by chance he'd be sweating buckets in case you didn't get along but you two just bond over your adoration for him and he's just so happy about it.

probably took a while to warm up to physical touch in the beginning bcs of his germophobia but when he finally does he regrets not doing it sooner.

washes his hands every single time before touching you sexually, not even for his benefit, he just wants to be as safe as possible with you.

loves elvis and almost proposes on the spot when you offer to dance with him to can't help falling in love, secretly sheds a few tears while you waltz around his apartment in your pyjamas.

okay i've definitely left stuff out that i've thought of but this is long asf so i'll leave it there😭

#💌 headcanon segment!!!∩^ω^∩ #spencer reid #criminal minds #criminal minds fandom #spencer reid fandom #mgg #dr spencer reid #spencer reid criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid one shot #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds oneshot #criminal minds smut #criminal minds fic #criminal minds fanfic #spencer reid fic

[makeyoumine69]

Husband!Patrick Bateman having a breeding kink | NSFW HEADCANON

Pairing: Hubby!Patrick Bateman x Shy!Fem!Reader; CW: SMUT, p in v sex, creampie, oral (f), body worship, dirty talk, praise kink, etc. Links: [MASTERLIST].

✔ Patrick Bateman would be the last person to say that parenthood was his thing, but at the same time he couldn't deny that the idea of breeding you was kind of alluring and captivating, even depraved. He always saw you as a shy little girl, and just the thought of claiming you in such an intimate way made his manhood ache. ✔ If you asked him where he preferred to cum, Patrick would always say — inside. Before you two got married, you always took birth control pills since you were not ready to have children, but right after your wedding, Bateman started asking you questions about family, because every time you ran into anyone with kids, he could see your awestruck gaze — which was too eloquent, but once again, you were too timid to tell him about trying for a baby.  ✔ Bateman didn't like anything to do with children, you knew that and respected that, until one day he came home from work to find you sitting on the couch with a glass of red wine — your favorite, the sort he would always remember.  ✔ With feline grace, Patrick approached your small and attractive frame, which had already become family to him. "What's on your mind, honey?" ✔ You would squeak at his unexpected touch, but then immediately snuggle into his big and warm palm, because you missed him so much. "Oh, I didn't even hear you coming," you would smile, closing your eyes as his thumb gently slid over your lips. "Actually, I was thinking about us..." ✔ "Us?" He repeated, and only now did you notice that he was hiding something behind his back. "I'm intrigued." ✔ Slowly, Bateman walked around the couch and sat down next to you, his expensive perfume immediately enveloping you.  ✔ "Uh, nothing serious, really," you tried to joke back, feeling the impending heat cursing through your form as the mere physical contact with his strong body made you feel so weak and small. "I was just thinking that... I'm so happy to be with you..." ✔ You could swear you just noticed his brown eyes gleaming with pure adoration at your words. "It's mutual, darling," Patrick purred, leaning down to kiss you on the lips, cupping your face and tilting it to deepen the kiss. "All day at the office," he gave you both a moment of respite. "I've been thinking about you." ✔ His lips sent you far away from here, his sturdy arms were your keep, when Bateman was around you feared nothing. When he broke the kiss, you felt something soft on your knees, and you couldn't contain your surprise when you looked down and saw a cute, plushy bear. ✔ "Oh my gosh," you grinned and hugged the toy — the sight of your childlike happiness made Bateman's heart flutter. "This is so adorable. Thank you, Patrick." ✔ "You're welcome, (y/n)," he almost whispered in a hoarse voice, his hands still on your waist. "If you like this plushy fellow so much, I can't imagine how our little one would react." ✔ You almost choked on the air, everything you wanted to say stuck in your throat like a lump.  ✔ Jesus Christ, did he really mean it?  ✔ "Our little one?" You asked him in disbelief. ✔ "Yes, dear," he replied affectionately before taking the toy from your hands as he was about to scoop you up in his arms. "Let's try for a baby so you can give this cuddly toy to our little girl or boy." ✔ "Patrick..." You gasped and wrapped your hands around his strong neck to pull him closer. ✔ And when your mouths clashed again, Patrick registered yours move as a 'yes'. A low guttural sound escaped his broad chest as he felt your legs loop around his waist as he carried you to his bedroom. ✔ Kiss after kiss, touch after touch, you both breathed so hard that the air around you became electric. With a sly grin, he possessively unfastened your silky robe, not wasting a second to nuzzle your collarbone, placing little hickeys here and there, dotting your skin with his marks of love.

✔ "Fuck, you smell so good, sweetheart," he hummed into your ear, removing his shirt along with your robe, leaving you completely naked. "Did you miss me?"

✔ "Yes...mhm," your muffled moan echoed off the walls of the fancy bedroom as his soft fingertips eagerly explored the curves of your body, paying special attention to your hard nipples. "I missed you so much, my love."

✔ "Oh yeah?" His husky voice made you melt like butter on a summer day. "Then show me."

✔ With a shaky breath, you gently took his hand and guided it down between your legs, and when Bateman saw how soaked you were, he couldn't help but chuckle with satisfaction, but the next thing you did drove him completely wild.

✔ A little embarrassed, you brought his long fingers, glistening with your taste, to your lips.

✔ "Such a nasty little girl," he crooned, watching you intently. "So wet for me already."

✔ With that, Patrick grazed your neck, then licked your soft skin and fondled your pretty breasts. Shaking beneath him, you arched your back towards him before lying flat on the bed, opening your legs to present yourself to his lustful gaze and eliciting a loud curse to escape his tensed chest. Bateman hovered over you like a predator catching its prey, pinning you down with his weight as he unzipped his pants, and the next moment he was slowly stroking his hard length, which throbbed painfully in his hand.

✔ "Patrick," you mewled suddenly into his mouth as he attempted to kiss you. "What if...what if it won't work?"

✔ "It will," he reassured you by pecking your cheek. Carefully, he removed the last of his clothes and positioned himself between your splayed legs. "Just don't fucking think about it," Patrick murmured in a comforting tone, while he peppered your inner thigh with little smooches. "It's just you and me," he said, getting closer to your pulsating core with each gentle peck. "Do you trust me?"

✔ Propping yourself up on your elbows, you looked down at his ruffled hair, flushed face and beautiful hazel eyes. "Of course...of course I do." You nodded and before you knew it, his lips found their way to your throbbing clit, leaving a sensual kiss just below the hooded area. Then, he parted your tender flesh to take your little tip into his heated mouth. "Awww, Patrick!"

✔ An electric shock pierced through your body with each flicker of his delf tongue along your delicate petals, his skilful digits moving in a sync with his mouth as he slurped at your succulent pussy. “Mmhm, I’d never have enough of this.”

✔ Holding you tightly and not letting you close your legs, Bateman returned to his feast, alternately sucking on your bundle of nerves and flicking his wet tongue around it, peering at your beautiful face from time to time, and — the way you frowned in pleasure was like fuel to the fire.

✔ The things Patrick could do with his tongue, his lips and his mouth were as delightful as a sip of water after a hot day, but now you wanted him to take you in the truest sense of that word, you wanted him to ravage you and you wouldn't accept anything less than that.

✔ "Pat-Patrick, please...I need you...I need you inside of me," you pleaded, your hand stroking his brown, messy waves. "I want you."

✔ "Uh, so soon?" Bateman mused against your oozing folds, without stopping to pump his rock-hard dick.

✔ "Yes," you tugged a little harder at his soft hair. "Fuck me."

✔ Patrick hummed in response, allowing himself to tease you a little longer before he got up on his knees and took the nearby pillow to place it under your ass — he lifted you up so easily, his absolute power left you no choice but to surrender to his possession.

✔ Swiftly, Bateman put both of your legs on his broad shoulders, leaving a short trail of quick kisses on your trembling ankle. "I can't wait to see you blossom with maternity." His raspy voice was the only thing that mattered as he aligned himself with your dripping opening and in one powerful thrust plunged his thick cock all the way in, drawing a loud whimper from your dry lips. "Mhm, fuck...you're so tight." ✔ It took Patrick a moment to pull himself together from the way your greedy pussy was clinging to his throbbing dick. With his eyes closed, he gave you a really deep stroke before he pressed your legs closer to his chest as he leaned on his fist, finding the rhythm that would make you lose yourself. There was no way to resist that blissful sensation of being so full, so stretched, so conquered. ✔ "Yes, just like that," he praised you, hammering his strong hips against yours without taking his gaze off of you. The sight was simply incredible — your half-open mouth, your knitted eyebrows, and all of it belonged to him, your every moan, your every gasp. "Take that dick like a good girl you are," Patrick gritted his teeth from the unbearable pleasure of your soft, velvety walls encasing his dick so fucking perfectly. "Fuck, you make me so proud." ✔ "Aahh, you're so big," you cried, closing your eyes and clawing at his hips. "Mmmm, Patrick...Patrick..." ✔ Your pleading made him growl in response, and instead of spanking you or being pretty rough — which he usually preferred — Bateman moved closer to your face and put both of your legs on each of his shoulders again. "Shh, I'm here, babe," he cupped your chin and angled your head to leave a sensual hickey on your jaw. "Look at me, (y/n)," he uttered, slowing down a bit as he felt your inner channel clenching around him too vividly. "Look at me." ✔ Quivering beneath him, you didn't want to test his patience any longer, so you complied, and your eyes finally met. "I'm...I'm close," you swallowed hard at your words, not even recognizing your own voice at first. "I love you...I love you, Patrick!" ✔ Bateman couldn't stop smirking at your declaration of love, but instead of just using words, he quickly pulled out of you, only to turn you on your side to give you some nice and deep backshots.  ✔ "I know, honey," he rumbled, grasping your hip for leverage as he rammed into you mercilessly, each thrust accompanied by a nasty slap of his balls. "Tell me...tell me to cum." ✔ Clawing at your knee, you moaned pathetically as Bateman pressed you hard against the sheets, your small frame rocking violently as he fucked you into oblivion. "Cum for me…!" your voice cracked from the imminent orgasm. "Fill me with your seed...and breed me," you wrinkled the pillow underneath you as a white veil covered your vision. Once you felt Patrick convulsing against your body, his strokes became ragged and sloppy. "Yes...y-yes...please!" ✔ "Ah, f-f-fuck!" Your pleas only encouraged him to bury himself as deep as he could, his climax making him weak in the knees. The thought was so fucking astonishing; to spend his fertile cum in your womb, and soon your belly would swell with the fruit of your love. "Good girl...so good for me." ✔ Breathing heavily, he leaned down on you, pressing his sweaty cheek against yours and kissing your earlobe lovingly. Patrick purred some incoherent praises, wrapping one hand around your neck so you could rest your head on it, while another slid down your trembling body. First, he twirled your taut nipple, but then his palm suddenly changed its curse and sneaked between your thighs to rub your swollen clit. ✔ "Patrick...Patrick....a-aaah," you could repeat his name forever, but your own high washed over you like a tidal wave. "Mhmmm!" ✔ Even though you were shaking pretty badly Bateman easily held you securely under his massive body, enjoying the way you orgasmed and feeling so fucking arrogant that every twitch of your delicious body belonged to him.

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[softie-rain]

what do you think academy, peacekeeper, and eventually snow lands on top coryo would be like in bed. nsfw hc’s or dating in general🫶🏻⭐️

I tried to do a mix of both! Hope you enjoy (: I also tried to keep it gender neutral, if you don't mind, since there's a huge lack of x male readers fic tbh. Sorry any grammar mistakes!

tw: mentions of sex, not explicit but definitely nsfw content - canon coriolanus snow (he's mean) - peacekeeper coriolanus manipulates you - language - toxic relationship

Academy Coryo:

I feel like academy coryo doesn't really care about dating until he meets you, so when you start dating he's probably inexperienced. Both in dating and bed

He obviously can't buy you gifts or anything similar since he's poor, so he'll try to make it up by hanging out a lot with you

He helps you with your classes

EXTREMELY jealous like seriously and not in a sweet way

Very possessive (shocking I know) but he'll try to hide it

He also tries to be sweet with you though. In some ways. In his own personal way.

He has this subconscious instinct of protecting you due to always feeling like he has to take care of his family, so he has a similar feeling to you. He'll do anything to take care of you, which is not always good tbh, since that means he's very obsessive

BUT as much as he likes you/loves you his family and his political goals will always come first

He has to be the best at the Academy to get the Plinth Prize so you'll have a lot of study dates, this way he can study and spend time with you

Sometimes (more often than not) you'll get bored and try to seduce him, but he'll ignore you the 90% of the time

like imagine partner with boyfriend who neglects them to play with videogames

that's Coryo but during study dates

When he eventually does give in to the sex he's a bit awkward

He's a virgin, so in bed he'll have to learn with you as he goes lol

I don't think he's necessarily mean in bed, just a bit selfish, so he wants to please you but he'll always chase his own orgasm first

He's absolutely a boobs guy cause mommy issues (ups)

I know I said he's a selfish lover but he loves to finger you

Idk why he just does

He's probably soft in the aftercare

Switch vibes, but prefers to be on top (pun intended)

Peacekeeper Coryo:

This could go two ways: either you're from District 12, or you're a Peacekeeper

You're from District 12:

I don't think you two would exactly date, maybe he'll lead you on to think that but really he's just using you for his own pleasure

That doesn't mean he doesn't really like you. He loves having sex with you and is really drawn in by how you seem to want him so bad (who wouldn't)

But he doesn't want a real relationship, it's more of a physical obsession he has

Also he loves the power he gets because he's a peacekeeper and you're just some person who lives in the Districts so he also sees you as someone who desperately needs his help

You probably don't, but try and tell him that and he'll shoot you 🥰🫶🏻

He's so rough in bed. So so rough. I hope you're into that shit because he won't be nice with you

Will NEVER let you be on top. Ever. If you're afab sometimes he'll let you ride him but he'll still have all the control

He has power imbalance kink.

Also loves when you go down on him

And surprisingly he loves to go down on you?? It makes sense in my head. So much sense.

You're a Peacekeeper:

Okay for this one he'll most definitely don't want a relationship

Even if you do he doesn't really care, he just wants to fuck

Literally all the time. Every time you have a break, if you happen to be alone in the bunks, he'll get his way with you

But you want it too so it's fine

The way he's in bed is the same as before tbh

The only difference is that there won't be any power imbalance because you're both peacekeepers

So either you "fight" him for who's the top and who's the bottom

Or you just give in and let him take control

... let's be honest he'll end up on top in both scenarios

In the first case he'll be very mean to you. Like still in a sexual way, but lots of orgasm denials and edging

In the second case he'll act nicer and reward you [lets you cum] (but still selfish guys don't think he'll be soft on you)

Tbh if you're a Peacekeeper I'm not sure he'd want to go down on you. My head tells me he wouldn't

In both cases though (you're from the District or a Peacekeeper) he's extremely good in bed and won't leave you unsatisfied

Guess he had a development from the Academy idk

Snow Lands On Top:

Literally forget about any sweet moment you could have ever had with him during the Academy. Doesn't matter if you were already dating or if you started dating when he came back from 12.

You'll get married as soon as he's done with university. There's no fighting about that

Dude forget about your life or any freedom you had. You belong to him now.

He won't even try to hide it tbh, anything you say wrong he'll either threaten to hurt your family or he'll actually do it

The sex is surprisingly good, at least of you're okay with being taken whenever he wants and how he wants.

Though it depends because I can also see the scenario where he fucks you just to have an heir

Really depends if he marries you out of "love" or necessity

He won't care about pleasuring you, only cares about reaching his own orgasm the way he wants to and if you reach yours good for you lol

But either way, you know Tolerate It by Taylor Swift? Yeah. That's life with future President of Panem Coriolanus Snow.

Even if he does love you he won't show it, unless you're in public for the cameras

He'll shower you with presents: jewellery, new clothes, anything. Anything to keep you with him forever (again, could be both for love and obsession or because he needs to have a loving partner by his side for the cameras)

Even if you do eventually realize he's bad for you you can't leave him. the second you get together it's too late, you belong to him now, forever

He's also a dick so he's the only man you can talk to. He'll give order to murder any other human male being that speaks to you (or anyone else he has any reason to be jealous of, at least in his head)

You're probably having a party in the mansion when the people are killing him tbh

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #tom blyth #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow smut

[wordstome]

What are the dads’ favorite bonding activities with their kids? 🥺

hello friend!!

Price: I like to imagine Price's girls are engaged in all sorts of extracurricular activities from ballet to the school play. I think his favorite bonding activity with them would be taking them out to eat after a recital or a performance. Just his little ladies and some good old greasy spoon diner food: what else could a man want? And you know that when the girls grow up, those nights are going to be some of their fondest childhood memories.

Ghost: Caden is a parallel play kind of kid. He's quietly doing his little crayon drawings next to Simon watching a tv show. I could also see them bonding when Simon takes Caden out to run errands with him, groceries and stuff. Caden gets a bit of socialization, and Simon is there if he gets overwhelmed and needs a bit of comfort. It really brings them together: the kid knows that no matter how distant his dad can be, he can always rely on Simon.

Soap: JOCK ALERT. His favorite bonding activity is taking his kids to the park. Impromptu soccer games, roleplaying on the playground equipment, buying them ice cream on a hot summer day. When Elodie's older, she stops going, preferring to hang out with friends or do her own thing. But I can see wayyyy in the future when she's an adult, she'll have a lot of nostalgia for those days and will love going on walks with her dad.

Gaz: Kyle is a planned activities kind of man, a very take the kids to Disney World and make lifetime memories sorta guy. Every summer the family gets an airbnb by the lake, and every winter they're off at a ski lodge. (Here's to that delicious, delicious dual income household.) Violet and Elliott are always the kids blowing into the first day of class full of stories about all the fun stuff they got up to over the summer.

König: Dress-up. Come on, you knew this was coming. He's so girldad. Ava can't keep her hands out of her dad's luscious locks, and loves making him paper crowns because of his callsign (he definitely speaks German with her at home so she knows what it means). He also buys Ava those big plastic playsets that are a grocery checkout or a little kitchen and roleplays little scenarios with her. Ava's a militant chef, by the way. She would make a great line cook.

Horangi: Concerts with his daughter, Ryujin. Probably a few raves, as well. Ryujin's a punk rock and indie scene kinda gal, but she'll listen to anything, and has a few favorite kpop groups whose concerts she's dragged Hong-jin to. He's a diehard Once (fan of the girl group Twice) himself. They've also definitely gotten a few tattoos/piercings together, which would be an odd thing to do with your dad if Ryujin's dad were not so cool.

Keegan: Same as Johnny, except instead of taking his kids to safe parks and soccer fields, he takes them into the woods. Camping, fishing, teaching them a bunch of useful skills. It's such a "things your divorced dad does with you when he doesn't know what else to do for the weekend you're staying with him" activity, but Jason and Cecelia have never had someone do those things with them before, so they're having a good time. Other than that, laser tag and airsoft is a big one. Keegan was hesitant to get them into stuff like that, but they've always been curious about his military career and things just sort of escalated from there. I saw this tiktok of a cosplayer in a Logan mask captioned "when you're playing airsoft with your 15-year spec ops dad" and it's the cosplayer plastering themselves against a wall in terror: that's Keegan's kids. He's not going to hold back when he plays, and they don't want him to.

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[itshype]

Triple Threat (DC x DP)

So, this is based slightly on this prompt I wrote! Here is the link to my DC x DP masterpost, and one of my last notfics I posted here was Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss, Godhood where Danny and Vlad try to manipulate and mansplain their way out of trouble with the JLA. So, Danny and Billy are brothers. Maybe they're twins separated at birth, but I prefer that they bonded at some other point, maybe they adopted each other after meeting on the street. Danny's parents said they didn't care he was a halfa, but their behaviour changed so much because they were utterly incapable of hiding their fear of him. He ran away. Billy was at this time, already living on the streets.

They 'come out' to each other on the same day revealing their powers out of brotherly love and unconditional trust - not as an accident. And you know what? Trans Rights! They can come out that way too. At this point, Billy is working with the justice league and Danny is spending a lot of his time in the Zone. He is the king, but mostly his job is to be a key judicial figure as the 'only dude who can pretty much beat anyone up' and has a lot of friends there. Hey, the sovereign ruler of the ghost zone was locked up for thousands of years and nothing really seemed to happen so I can't imagine he'd have a lot to do day-to-day. Actually, instead of sleeping on the streets they both spend most nights in the Zone in Danny's Haunt (though I'd imagine Billy also sleeps frequently at the watchtower because the pair of them are quasi-immortal homeless children who also somehow have fulltime jobs that pay nothing. And the watchtower has a kitchen). When I think of Danny's personality displayed as a physical location, I think it looks like a little suburban street lined with weird ghostly trees growing sentient flowers. There's a nasty burger though it's empty of employees and food; they still use it as a dining room. His actual house (ghosts don't need one but I still think Danny would have one) is moderate in size and charming. But it has defences built in, to the same absurd level as home alone or that live action scooby doo film https://youtu.be/2x7W225iC88?t=62 where there's a trapdoor under the doormat. There's a park across the road (which is always empty of cars but has a pedestrian crossing anyways) with purple grass and some plants that are only vaguely carnivorous. Every now and then, Billy helps out Danny with some magic tomfoolery in the Zone (you cannot tell me Aragon's amulets or Desiree aren't magic over and above normal ghost shenanigans). In one of Billy's first ever team missions he calls Danny as backup. He barely knows these people and he knows he won't be able to do his best hero-ing when he can't fully trust them to watch his back. Phantom doesn't end up having to do much because the JLA members are nice and trustworthy, but he is physically and visibly there. At the conclusion of the mission, following a nice orderly debriefing, Wulf comes to pick up Danny to get Walker back in line. This is a point where there are only a few JLA members, but Batman carefully adds "Brother/Twin??: King of Ghosts - The Phantom" to Shazam's file and begins investigating ecto-activity. A few years pass. Enough that Billy’s and Danny’s lives get a lot busier. Billy is doing some non-traditional school shit (I refuse to google the laws around out-of-school younger-age education in a foreign country for a city that doesn’t exist) and Danny is now working in a space agency. He obviously can’t be an astronaut because of the required physical -which he would not be able to pass - and he is busy with king stuff often enough that going into space for half a year isn’t really do-able. I think his Jack Fenton genes might kick in and he bulks out just a tad. It took him a year to be able to look at his ghost self in the mirror because he looked like Dan’s scarier big brother.

The justice league stop some evil invasion but in the process disable a giant spaceship that is now floating, untethered through their solar system. The aliens had been prepared for superman so there is artificial kryptonite meaning he cannot just punt it into the sun. They contact some space scientists to help them figure out how much of a problem this floating object will be; if it will affect future space travel attempts, if it could crash into the moon or Earth itself, if benevolent alien visitors in the future could think Earth was full of deranged murderers if they came to visit and encountered it.

Every agency they contact recommends one guy.

So, Shazam has need of his cool older twin Danny to come and help out with this problem! He is visibly thrilled and eventually admits that Daniel Nightingale (he wasn’t going to add to the prestige of his parents name or risk dragging his career down with their shenanigans) is his brother.

Only a couple of the original members remember all those years ago that Marvel has a brother they’ve met and that’s who they’re expecting when Danny arrives with his team. Of course, the magic ghost is a good option for a dicey mission. But no, it’s Danny. He does a great job and there’s a lot of content here. But after Danny and Billy leave, Batman holds a meeting to update JLA members that have only been around a few years. Apparently, Captain “the champion of magic” Marvel, and Phantom – the king of ghosts are triplets with Danny “Just A Guy” Fenton.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #billy batson #danny phantom #danny fenton #mine #notfic #justice league #the justice league

[fatuismooches]

(About the Dottore sugar tax)

I like to imagine that some members of the Fatui are very discreet in handing out the sweets.

Oh, one of their comrades is getting a scolding and it looks like it's escalating? Quick! Sneak a sweet nearby that the Lord Harbinger could spot easily!

And what happens is that mid-rant, the segment would glance just a little to the side behind the researcher and he sees - what the fuck?? Why is there a Charcoal-Baked Ajilenakh Cake on the desk??? How? When???

And he just gets so confused that he kinda momentarily short-circuits

The Fatui can't keep using the sweets tactics too often tho, they might accidentally pavlov their lord into hating sweets if he keeps receiving them when he's angry!

It happened with Omega already, he scowled at the Fatui Skirmisher and demanded if the agent thought of him as a dog that could be placated with a mere treat. Yeah that guy is dead now.

And of course the segments start to get suspicious by the sixth incident of receiving a sweet out of nowhere.

Zandik is baffled, because somehow everyone and their damn mother knows he has a sweet tooth and he is convinced that Pantalone has something to do with it (probably the ninth trying to gain his favour for a new gadget to sell)

Reader: sweating in the background.

Wait no I got pavlov's experiment mixed up: It would be more accurate to say that since Dottore keeps receiving sweets when he's angry - he starts to subconsciously expect sweets when he's frustrated. Which is even funnier because imagine how confused he'd be. He's stressing about failed results, why is he salivating???

OH MY GOSH... THIS IS LIKE THE FUNNIEST AND CUTEST THING EVER AHH!! When you work for someone such as Il Dottore, it is important to stick together with your fellow co-workers. Because you never know what will happen. And also, you don't really want to be carrying your new friend's dead body to the experimentation room. So it's important to look out for each other every now and then. This includes distracting the Harbinger's attention in any way possible from the target of his assault. Even if it means sneaking sweets into the lab. Yes, it is truly terrifying work, but it is necessary, especially when you were so kind to bestow this protection upon them.

THE WHOLE ASS CHARCOAL CAKE IS WHAT MAKES ME DIE... 😭 Was he really so caught up in his ranting that he didn't notice it? Actually, never mind that, how did they know he likes sweets, much less prefers Sumerian sweets compared to any other nation? All the agents have the exact same poker face, betraying absolutely nothing, for their lives are genuinely on the line right now. It was all riding on this Charcoal-Baked Ajilenakh Cake. Yes, this was 100% serious.

Ugh... if i was a regular agent think i'd rather die than present the OMEGA segment of all a piece of candy. The courage it'd take is insane. But oops. The other agents knew from that day they needed to be more careful with their tactics... yes, they have to add this to the handbook now. 😭 I imagine, the method begins to be used sparsely because the segments are not going to let their reputation be dumbed down to the guys who can be won over by mere sweets. Nope, not happening, they should be feared! Not known to the Fatui as being a sweets lover! So subduing the segments with sweets only happens on very violent days. Or if you happen to be in the room, you'll happily take the sweets offered by the agents and share them with the segment to make him calm down.

EBWKBEWEW DOTTORE BLAMING PANTALONE FOR ALL HIS PROBLEMS!! 😭 ah he would, despite how smart he is, it just completely slips his mind that you could have done this as well. Oh well! You just hope he doesn't find out! *nervous sweating intensifies*

Teehee him stressing not only over his failed results but his sudden urge to devour some sweets... it's really annoying for him though, usually, he ignores his growling stomach for a long time but, the taste of sweets is just haunting him and his tastebuds.

Maybe if he asks you, you can make some that lasts a few days... because at this rate, he expects to be thinking about sweets for a while with how poorly his experiments are going.

#smooches talks #dottore love notes <3 #i read this before my final and i just. 🥹🥹 smiled SO HARD. #WKFBEKBF ITS JUST SO SWEET!! I LOVE IT!! #also not me having to google what pavlov's experiment was bye 😭😭.

[gabessquishytum]

Back again to push my retired Dream + sex toys agenda (idk why I'm so into that these days 🤷‍♂️)

So this one is inspired by "Little Histories" by Moorishflower, in which a (temporarily) human Dream doesn't know how to jack off, so he whips his dick out and asks Hob to give him some pointers. All the while Hob is losing his entire mind and wondering when his life turned into a bad porno.

It would start the same way--Dream is human (either temporarily or permanently), he's moved in with Hob, and they're awkwardly dancing around the fact that they're absurdly horny for each other. Dream keeps waking up with morning wood and, annoyingly, he can't just will it away or make himself cum on command anymore. So he asks Hob to instruct him on how to take care of it, but it's not working. He just can't seem to cum, poor baby. Hob would totally just suck him off if he asked, but Dream has made no indication that he actually wants Hob to touch him. Dream asks him what he usually does in this situation, and Hob is just blushing and stuttering and doing the ear pulling thing as he says, "well, um, it can be fun to bring some toys into the mix. I like a bit of prostate stimulation, myself."

Dream just stares at him in adorable confusion for a moment and then he's like, "show me." So Hob shows him his extensive collection of sex toys, all while nearly dying of embarrassment, and Dream is just studying them in fascination. Hob has some toys that he's never used before, still in the packages ("you know how they say you should never go grocery shopping when you're hungry? Well, you also shouldn't shop for sex toys when you're horny, haha"), so he offers Dream a new, beginner-sized dildo and a sample packet of lube that came with it. He starts to explain how to use it, but Dream interrupts him--"show me," he says again.

Hob is so embarrassed and harder than he's ever been in his life, but he's like, "okay, well, I tend to go for something a little bigger. You know me, total slut" and before he knows it he's pulling out his preferred (XL) dildo, fingering himself open, and giving Dream a full demonstration.

Dream is watching with rapt attention and Hob can’t help but notice the growing wet spot on the front of Dream's tented pants. So he pauses and tells Dream, "you know, you could just fuck me instead." (Wow, what a good friend!)

Dream needs no further invitation--he pounces and soon he's railing Hob on the floor of his bedroom. That finally does the trick, and soon Dream is cumming his brains out inside Hob, with Hob following right behind him. Turns out that's a much better solution to the morning wood problem.

(Later, Hob does use the dildo on him, but Dream finds he prefers having Hob's cock in him instead.)

-🍓

AHHHHH. wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.

Just imagine how much Hob enjoys his new purpose in life. Every morning when Dream wakes up with his cock stiff and wanting, he rolls over and yanks Hob’s underwear down before even saying good morning, and he immediately starts rutting the tip of his cock between Hob’s arse cheeks. By the time he's managed to wake up properly, Dream is already fucking into him using the leftover lube from the night before. There's not a day that goes by when Hob doesn't walk around with a very sore hole, and wince whenever he has to sit down. Totally, totally worth it.

And when he's a little bit too sore, he can always flip Dream over and fuck him in retaliation. Dream likes to pretend to squirm away before he's pinned down and properly fucked. Those particular mornings end with Hob inevitably being late for work...

It's fair to say that Dream probably owns more dildos than one human could ever need. He really likes the aesthetic, glittery, colourful ones! Hob has a bad habit of buying Dream toys whenever he sees one he thinks his darling might like, even if they're more likely to actually be used on Hob... Dream prefers looking at them. Or sucking them. The sight of his beautiful, human, horny ex-dreamlord with a purple swirly dildo absentmindedly hanging out of his mouth is one that Hob will always treasure.

#🍓 anon #the sandman #dreamling #nsft

[5eraphim]

omg i have a request... like a scenario type with vampire mercs (norm or yandere i dont mind either) and a vampire hunter s/o? I am THINKING very normally about this hehe

Ahhh, love this! I'm so weak for all things vampiric and gothic, but in general I keep my requests 4 characters max. Sorry if this is so few, but I'd prefer to really go in depth with a few than to shallow-ly touch on all the mercs, (with very rare exception) but you're free to asks for others when requests open back up,. I hope you're ok with the characters I chose to feature here! :) (Also note, I refer to demo and Engie as living with demons who, for the sake of the story are meant to stand in for Medic's medical equipment/weapons and Engie's machines respectively.)

Characters: Demo 🐏, Engie 🦫, Heavy 🐻 and Medic 🕊️ (Team Fortress 2)

Rating: M (MINORS DNI)

Word Count: 2.6k

MASTER LIST

TIP JAR

(Song Inspo- See the Light, Ghost)

Medic

One of the elders of the vampires Medic's all too familiar with your type. He's been targeted by countless hunters over the years and managed to survive every encounter. He was never shy about killing and feeding and made many enemies with humans over the centuries. No one's managed to kill him yet though he had to admit you came closer than any he had remembered before. But Medic felt far more shaken than usual, discovering the demons you slaughtered to get to him.

He'd always been so fascinated by mortals and loved pursuing them at night, to watch the precious fear which tempted him onward before overpowering his victims with his enhanced strength. As a powerful, supernaturally charged vampire, he hardly considered mortals much of a threat, just a bit of a challenge keeping him from his next meal. When he was transformed into a vampire, he was blessed with a mystical charm, the ability to hypnotize humans who let their guard down around him and compel them to do as he pleased. Many vampires possessed the power of "suggestion," but Medic brought this to a new level. Typically he'd use this charm to instigate things to get mortals alone in a vulnerable, more suggestive state of mind before going in for the kill. Luring and stalking his victims just long enough to know what they feared and desired most, using that to his advantage.

Unlike so many misanthropic vampires, Medic was quite captivated by humans; he was turned into a vampire ages ago and, under the conditions of how he was turned, forgot all about what his life was before he became a vampire.

He regrets the lack of memories of his time among the living but tries his best to make up for it by learning all about humans in their lives now and is quite fickle in this regard. Finding a new obsession every time he dwells among the living to feed. His obsessions come and go as soon as he has his fill. It wasn't until he met you that he genuinely felt like he had met his match.

Not physically, of course; his sparring matches with you were more to stave off his boredom and for amusement than to actually try and kill you, but still, you had his attention all the same.

Sure, if he really wanted to best you, he could compel you to obey his sinister will and eliminate you in a matter of minutes, but where was the fun in that? You were prey unlike any he knew before, and he wanted to give you a violent and gruesome end worthy of the time the two of you shared together.

What Medic wants more than you under his total control is for you to come to him of your own volition. He wouldn't dare try to corrupt a mind so sharp and captivating as yours. While he dreams of being the one to deal your killing blow, he can't help but imagine how charming it would be for you to join his side. To become one with him, living in the night as his mate. Until then, this little ongoing battle would have to do.

Medic deluded himself into believing all your fighting and animosity was your unique way of trying to get his attention. Like you were only acting out because you were jealous of the others he spent his time with and fed upon.

You were so precious to him, and truly loved him deep down. You merely had an unconventional way of showing it. Medic would be the type to see you getting ganged up on by other monsters before jumping into action to save you, tearing the vile creatures to pieces, covering the two of you with the gore, only to stroke your hair and comfort you afterward. To ensure that you are all right and don't sustain any damage. He'd hold you tenderly in his arms as though cradling a baby bird while he whispered,

"The only one who gets to kill you is me. Is that understood?"

Heavy

Heavy has been out on his own for so long now, living in his eternal purgatory in isolation. He doesn't remember much of the past. It hurts too much to try and remember what he once had. But he knew he gave his life to protect his family from a vampire ages ago. Though in a cruel twist of fate, he managed to survive the attack only to wake up cold, alone, and ravenously hungry.

Unlike some vampires, Heavy had to slaughter a living creature every night to sustain this unbearable hunger. It wasn't exactly that he felt guilty for killing more that this was all a part of the balance of nature. It wasn't his fault he was so large, so capable of killing. The fact of the matter was that Heavy needed an awful lot of blood to survive, and it was the job of smaller prey creatures to provide for him.

So long as he mostly kept to himself, Heavy wouldn't worry about anyone bothering him, and he wouldn't bother anyone else. Animal blood kept him alive well enough, even if he gave into temptation, slaughtering masses of human livestock in a bout of gluttony, so long as he didn't drink from the living, everything was fine.

The fact that you managed to hunt him down and tried to target him in the first place was quite curious. He couldn't understand why one so small would bother trying to pick a fight with him of all vampires.

Heavy forgot how long he'd gone without interacting with another intelligent lifeform, and you caught him completely by surprise the first time you ran into him. It hurt all over again, remembering how long he'd been alone. How long it'd been since he'd seen the last of the family he knew as a living mortal, he tried so hard to forget for centuries, but you wouldn't let him.

When he was a younger vampire, he was so cruel and bitter, taking his frustrations out on his food, tearing whatever poor creature was his dinner that night to shreds leaving trails of carnage behind, but now he was more efficient. Though it still required a great deal of blood to sustain a creature of his size, he wasn't so careless anymore. Encountering you was a break from the regular routine it had been sometimes since he met prey that managed to put up such a fight.

While he wasn't blessed with otherworldly charms or powers of hypnosis, his already powerful physical abilities were somehow the only things amplified by vampirism, and trying to take you in a fight felt cruel. But if this was a fight you wanted to pick, he supposed he had no choice but to satisfy you.

At first, he was mainly apathetic to your existence. You were stubborn and hard to kill, but you were still just a tiny human fighting a supernatural entity, and it was only a matter of time before that caught up with you. During a particularly heated battle, you finally slipped up, realizing too late you were out of silver arrows and defenseless when you felt his hands drawing around your neck. But when he finally got close for the first time in his life, Heavy decided to spare his prey. And just a moment away from dealing the killing blow, he hesitated, halting for long enough for you to escape.

Later that day, he lay restlessly wondering where this change of heart came from and couldn't stop himself from dreaming about what it would be like to take you under his wing. Thinking about sharing a more domestic, peaceful life with you. In his eyes, you were the last remaining tether he had to the human world, and killing you would sever that bond for who knows how long.

He dreamed of harnessing your fiery human spirit, training you to work at his side, and showing you how to hunt from the shadows, creeping silently and evading human attention.

From then on, he'd be anticipating your arrival. Wondering if it was wiser to jump right into the action and turn you into a vampire the first chance he could or to wait for the hunter to come to him. The time spent awaiting your return was agony, painfully aware of his loneliness while you were no doubt back home, licking your wounds, hopefully regaining your strength enough to rechallenge him. He desperately missed the feeling of your warm skin against his cold body, your precious blood pumping away, practically begging for him to take a bite.

Demo

He was a vampire with a fearsome reputation known for his explosive anger and the bloodshed he brought with him. However, the supernatural powers he was blessed with were almost more akin to a werewolf's than a vampire's. Demo was blessed with the gift of rage, the ability to manifest every ounce of his anger and lay ways to whatever poor soul was stupid enough to invoke it.

But it wasn't just rage which captivated Demo, but hedonism in all forms. Unlike many vampires, Demo liked to keep around a few humans to amuse himself with. Not precisely to a consensual agreement, but a mutually beneficial one. He would keep his captives fed and safe, and they would provide him sustenance in return, and it wasn't long until the hostage began to grow comfortable and compliant. Demo found blood tasted much better when laced with pleasure, far better than fear, and he loved to wait until the last moment, when his captives were comfortable, before draining them of their delicious blood.

Even when Demo feeds from his harem before going in for the kill, the man is well-practiced and knows how to make the feeding sessions as pleasurable for the victim as it is for him.

All this was quite familiar for Demo, humans were easy prey at the end of the day, and even the holiest and most righteous would eventually succumb to the flesh's temptations. The process was familiar, but the pleasure was sweet all the same. When he did have to fight back, it only made the inevitable meal all the more precious. He loved when people played hard to get, and there wasn't a human alive who managed to escape him and his temptations.

You were so adorably feisty and stubborn the first time he crossed you. A cute little mortal who wanted to play Van Helsing, using your little toys of pure silver, holy water, and scriptures to keep him back.

Though Demo was amused, he was impressed at how well you managed to keep him away. After all, holy relics and verses only worked against the supernatural if you really believed and put all your faith into your words calling upon your deity to protect you. You were a fighter, that's for sure, and the way you were so confident God would protect you from demons like him. It was almost enough for him to spare you, but how could he deny himself a feast such as yourself?

Not only were you pious, but you could also physically fight him back, a rare combination greater than any he'd encountered. Most who tried to protect themselves with holy relics would begin to doubt when he really let out his rage, but somehow, you didn't falter. Not even for a moment. It would be an honor to be the vampire who finally managed to conquer your pure heart and turn you into one of his own. The only issue is how hard it would be to catch you.

While your faith appeared, unshakable Demo would still plant seeds of doubt in your mind whenever he could. Promising you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams, endless time to spend pursuing knowledge of whatever you wanted, powerful supernatural abilities you could conjure at will, and trying to use a bit of materialism to sweeten the deal. Promises, more specifically, to convince you to align with him. Demo telling you about how he would spoil you with riches, the most beautiful clothes, the finest of jewels, anything your heart desired would be yours. All you had to do was submit. It was meant to be, so why resist?

Engie

Out of all the vampires, he was the least happy to be sought out by a hunter.

He didn't want to end up like this. He didn't want to kill to survive, and being hunted down by you was just another cruel reminder of how far he'd strayed from humanity and how no matter how hard he wanted it, there was no place left for him among the living.

Furthermore, unlike Medic, who was apathetic to the slaughter of his demons, he felt personally offended as he was much more compassionate and personal with the demons who lived with him. Engie hated you before he met you, wanting to kill whoever was responsible for damaging his property slowly and painfully.

But you were far from easy prey. And no matter how hard Engie tries to take you down, you somehow always manage to remain just a touch out of reach. The game of cat and mouse is far less endearing to Engie than it was to any of the other vampires.

Eventually, he became increasingly obsessed with the hunt, spending his waking hours preparing for your next ambush, dreaming about the night he would capture and slaughter you. Avenging all his creations you destroyed before now.

As much as he didn't want to admit it, his obsession with you grew as fervently as the hunt itself, culminating with the day Engie decided to try to stalk you during the daylight. Engie was a younger vampire, native to a sunny climate. He never found sunlight to be as unbearable as it was to other vampires, so long as he didn't linger in direct light. Direct sunlight was unpleasant, but it wouldn't burn him to ashes as it would to elder vampires. The real reason he stayed on his own more was to stay away from crowds and give into a feeding frenzy.

He wasn't prepared to be so taken aback by your human vitality. The freshness of life pumping through you, giving you a rare kind of beauty he never saw from any sort of prey before now. You were nothing less than radiant in the light of the sun, a deity incarnate. Your skin flushed with life, your voice pleasant and calm, and your smile all appeared ethereal as though he had seen you for the first time. Engie never thought he'd see you as anything but a mortal enemy, yet at this moment, he was undone. All his resentment and hostility felt so trivial now. He didn't want your hatred. He wanted your adoration. He needed to have you all to himself, but not to kill.

If he couldn't kill you, he thought it was only just to turn you into a vampire.

Only then would his loneliness and resentment for being a vampire be satisfied, and you would be forced to rely on him to survive the strange new existence. All newborn vampires were fragile, and it wouldn't be hard for him to keep you from running away.

Not to mention the bond shared between vampires and their scion would help do away with all the hatred you held for Engie in life. No matter how hard you thought you hated him, once Engie sank his fangs into you and infected you with his venom, it was only a matter of time until your will crumbled as you gave in to the surreal newfound devotion you developed for your vampire mate. All resistance was futile, your rational mind silenced as your primal vampiric urges began to take over.

#anonymous #request #x reader #yandere #self ship #yandere vampire #vampire x reader #vampire x hunter #vampire au #tf2 x reader #tf2 smut #tf2 imagine #yandere scenario #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 demo #yandere smut #yandere x you #tf2 engie x reader #tf2 demo x reader #tf2 heavy x reader #tf2 headcanons #tf2 medic x reader #exo #vampire exo #vampire boyfriend

[sneezypeasy]

Watsonian vs Doylist Analyses - A Couple Points of Clarification

I just want to clear up a couple of misunderstandings I may have unintentionally contributed to in my previous references on the subject:

1. There can be multiple explanations (multiple Watsonian explanations, multiple Doylist explanations, multiple of each etc) of a given scene or character portrayal or plot point, and people can accept more than one explanation at the same time. It's just uncommon for people to accept or present multiple explanations at once because that's kind of how people people.

2. Doylist takes aren't inherently "better" than Watsonian takes, and vice versa. People use both to engage with the text in different ways and for different purposes. Watsonian logic is fun for roleplay or immersing yourself into the story, and I imagine a lot of fanfic writers often start from a prompt like "I wonder what would happen next if I took x character and then put them in y scenario". Doylist logic is fun if you like examining the text from a more "meta" standpoint, trying to see what purpose various narrative choices serve (or undermine). Neither angle is intrinsically a more valid way to engage with fiction, and you might enjoy doing one thing one day and another thing the next - with different texts or even with the same text.

In litcrit, because I like to pick my brain on the subject of "what would have made for the best story here", I tend to be more interested in analyzing theme, character arcs, setup and payoff etc, which are Doylist interpretations. Some people focus a lot on authorial intent, which is also a Doylist perspective (just a different one). Some people like to try to get into the heads of the characters they're analyzing and discuss ideas like "what choice would make the most sense for x character given who they are as a person". That's a Watsonian take. There are contextual and individual reasons why some explanations may resonate with you more than others some of the time or even most of the time, but they're really apples and oranges. Which one you prefer will likely vary depending on the type of question being posed and what scope seems to be the most appropriate for it - and people are always going to have different opinions about that too... because that's how people people.

Of course, the opinions I personally care enough about to splash all over the internet are going to be opinions I hold with very strong convictions, which is why I can come off quite aggressive about them, but they're still just opinions and there's no such thing as "one true explanation", whether that's Watsonian or Doylist. If I make a Doylist argument and I dismiss someone else's rebuttal on the basis of it being Watsonian, that's not because Watsonian takes are intrinsically weaker, it's just because you generally can't use a Watsonian take to rebut a Doylist one or vice versa. You need to engage with someone's point in order to counter it, and you can't generally do that when you completely change the scope of the question, which is what tends to happen when a Watsonian perspective and a Doylist perspective comes into conflict.

(Of course, you can argue that a Doylist scope is situationally stronger than a Watsonian one or vice versa, but that's a different argument and usually context-dependent lol - point is just because a Doylist answer might fit one particular prompt much better this time, doesn't mean all Doylist answers will always trump all Watsonian answers in every single context all of the time, and that's not even accounting for the fact that you're never going to reach unanimous agreement about these sorts of things anyway.)

I hope that clears things up 😊

#litcrit #watsonian vs doylist #apples and oranges #long post #text post #side note but this is why I tend to only engage in Watsonian logic myself when I'm the one doing the rebutting #I don't usually care to come out with my own Watsonian takes #but occasionally I'll come across someone else's that seems totally bonkers #and unsubstantiated by anything #at which point I'll put the Watsonian hat on so I can engage 😂 #otherwise I prefer my trusty Doylist hats 😁 ✌

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https://www.tumblr.com/enchantecafe/740599531646877696/maxoscar-vampires-anon-your-mind

i just know Max would be so against drinking from her because he’s like “I’ve only ever seen it go badly. I don’t trust myself not to hurt you.” and he’s trying to explain that to Oscar meanwhile their girlfriend is just giving them the doe eyes and fluttering her eyelashes and Oscar is weak. he’s like “but max look at her.” she’s girlbossing the two of them i can see it happening as we speak

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no actually!! adding a read more bc it feels long on my phone

something happened in max's past to make him think it's a bad idea, and maybe it was before oscar was even born as a human if max is like an older vamp, so he's seen a lot. every time max imagines it, they can't stop and she dies. he just can't trust himself enough at first, too worried about the past to even think about it seriously. i can see oscar’s first argument being that they could heal her afterwards and max is like, “what, and accidentally turn her? no.”

he’s just been in the situation before, or seen others in it, and doesn’t want to risk either of them going on a rampage because they accidentally killed her. he carries a lot of weight on his shoulders from his past and he knows he couldn’t handle hurting her, so he knows oscar couldn’t either. he doesn’t want oscar to have to go through the pain of killing someone he loves. oscar killed when he was first sired and couldn’t control himself, but it hasn’t happened since he was taught control by max, which is another argument he regularly uses, like “when was the last time one of us actually hurt someone? you’re so careful with everyone, you’d be even more careful with her.”

while that's true, i can see oscar being a bit reckless sometimes and not caring about who he's feeding on because to him they're just a late night snack, and max has to stop him so he tells him, "you can barely stop when we feed on random people, it’s different when it’s with someone you care about, you know that. if either of us hurt her, it would tear us apart.” and oscar gives it up for awhile because he knows max really is worried about hurting her.

can imagine them going out hunting and the whole time oscar is complaining that they have food at home, that he doesn’t get why he can’t take a nibble every now and then when she’s okay with it. max explains it the same way every time, he doesn’t want to hurt her. oscar kinda guilts him and is like, "so do you just not trust me then?" and max admits he doesn’t trust himself more than anything, that he’d rather not even risk it.

i almost want to say max walks in on oscar drinking from her but i feel like that'd be a major betrayal bc they all agree not to, he'd be really upset if they went behind his back like that, so he’d eventually give in. when he's finally ready, they have a big discussion about it, her and oscar ease his anxieties enough that he agrees that oscar can feed from her. max watches oscar feed from her the first few times so he can stop oscar if he needs to, then goes out and feeds on his own while he debates if he can control himself feeding from her.

eventually, he asks if he can feed from her and she's soo happy to let him, asking him where he prefers to drink from; offering up her wrist, neck, and her pretty thighs. i can see her sitting in his lap while he drinks from her throat and oscar watches happy as can be, knows he can't feed from her too because they can't take that much blood, but is just happy that max is comfortable enough with them now to feed from her, that he trusts both of them to stop him if he can't stop himself, but he drinks way less than oscar usually does and she tells him he can drink more, that she can take it, and he'd ignore the offer and feed her some of his own blood to heal the fresh bite on her throat.

#ask #🩰 anon #vampires

[bagel-muncher]

You're THE SOUKAN guy, tell me every single soukan HC you have IMMEDIANTLY (this is a threat btw :3)

I literally started typing this all up before I went to bed last night and I woke up to see this... get out of my head bestie. I am honored to be thought of as the Soukan guy lmao.

Some Soukan hc's because my brain is wrong

First off, I see Yu as bi and Kanji as pan.

Yu fell first. He has no clue when it happened, but at some point, Kanji just went from one of his best friends to someone he couldn't really do without. Still, Yu doesn't confess. If any of y'all have played the New Days fangame, I think of it like that dream Velvet Room thing with Kanji, where Yu worries that being in a relationship with Kanji would just make his life harder. He knows that if he does feel the same he'd just grin and bear it, but he doesn't want Kanji to have to deal with more rumors and assumptions about him than he already does.

Kanji is the one who confesses. It's the classic "one fell first, the other fell harder". Yu had time to come to terms with his feelings and let them be, Kanji realized he was head over heels for Yu and almost explodes trying not to let it slip every time they hung out. Surprise surprise, he doesn't last long and tries to make some big romantic gesture, only for it to fail miserably. Luckily, Yu found it adorable and they started dating.

Yu expresses his love through physical touch. He prefers being quiet to talking, so it's the easiest way to make sure the people he cares about know he loves them. He does his best not to be too obnoxious about it in public for Kanji's sake, but he's constantly holding his hand, leaning onto him, or otherwise invading his space. When they are alone though, he's super cuddly. Kanji can't do much of anything if it doesn't allow letting his boyfriend hold him while he does it.

Kanji is all about acts of service and gift-giving. Words are hard and he struggles to be as unabashedly affectionate as Yu. So instead, he makes use of his skills in sewing and cooking to constantly make him gifts or treat him to meals. Even if some part of him is still embarrassed about his hobbies, he feels a lot better about it since he's doing it for someone he loves who wholeheartedly supports him.

Comfortable silence is the name of the game with them. Yu prefers not to speak, Kanji never knows what to say without feeling like he'll make a fool of himself. Still, he always felt like he had to fill the void Yu made with his silence until Yu eventually was able to convince him he didn't have to.

THE cat dads of all time. Yu showed Kanji the neighborhood strays one day and now they have them all named and Kanji comes by to help feed them from time to time. Kanji mentions getting a cat or two when they eventually get their own place, and Yu teases him for already fantasizing about them living together. (He has already imagined a full wedding and everything his ass should NOT be talking)

Dojima had very mixed opinions on them dating at first. There was the whole thing about Yu dating a guy in the first place, which while making Dojima a bit confused at first, he got past pretty quickly. The bigger problem was that it was Kanji. Dojima knew he really wasn't a bad guy, but he was stubborn and had trouble being comfortable with a guy with his reputation dating his nephew. Nanako really likes Kanji though, and with how often Kanji shows up with Yu and helps out while he's there, Dojima does grow to accept it. There's still a level of "Dad who makes sure his daughter's bf knows he owns a shotgun" energy, but he lets them be as long as they're responsible.

On the other hand, Kanji's mother was over the moon when she learned they got together. Yu's a great guy, and she's overjoyed that not only has her son started to make some great friends, but he even managed to snag himself a boyfriend.

I think Nanako would absolutely love to learn they're dating. Even if she still thinks Kanji looks scary, he's very sweet to her and makes Yu happy, so she adores him. He's basically already her brother-in-law in her mind.

Yu and Nanako have a frankly ridiculous amount of plushies that Kanji made for them. Nanako is of course overjoyed by the gifts, but Yu is starting to run out of space on his shelf.

Since Dojima is usually out late, Yu invites Kanji over often to have dinner with him and Nanako. It's part date, part making the work easier on himself. It's the exact sort of domestic fluff one would expect, the three of them having a great time cooking and eating dinner before watching TV together (Yu using Kanji as a pillow the entire time, ofc) before Nanako eventually has to be put to bed. Yu constantly jokes about them living just like this when they grow up and if they decide to start a family, and Kanji's red even as he denies how much he'd like that. These nights usually end up with Kanji staying too late to be out and having to stay over or straight-up falling asleep on the couch. Yu always has to deal with a lecture from Dojima the next morning, but getting to cuddle Kanji all night makes it more than worth it.

Honestly, I could write waaaaay more but I feel this is enough for now and I probably should focus that energy on actually writing lol.

#persona 4 #soukan #kanji tatsumi #souji seta #yu narukami #im so normal about them #unmentioned but we all know yosuke's jealous asf. he sees kanji and goes “IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME!!!”

[mafuluzx]

Hiii I can't be believe you're here! :D

So I was thinking if you could do a oneshot for Cole x male!reader in which the reader can like play a musical instrument(preferably the piano or the flute, or maybe both) and Cole just finds out and admires him in secret but then the reader finds out and he is embarrassed. I leave the rest to your imagination :)

AALLRRIIGGHHHHHHT!!! COMING RIGHT UP!!! I took the liberty to put in a little twist, for Cole is now a ghost, just to make things a bit more interesting.

Cole x male reader oneshot!

Takes place before the Day of the departed.

Practicing and listening

Cole let out a long sigh. Ever since he became a ghost, sleep had became less important to him. Ghosts didn't necessarily need sleep, they didn't need to eat either, and they definitely didn't have to shower... not like they even could.

Cole of course understood that what he didn't need, the others still needed. That's why when Cole didn't go to sleep, he instead silently sat around, not doing much. He couldn't train, for that would wake the others up.

Well, he knew there were others also roaming the Bounty. Usually someone just had to use the bathroom, or to get a drink. But one day, Cole realized someone needed to get water from the kitchen at the exact same time every night, before disappearing for an hour, before returning with said water. And as I said, this happened, every, night. And Cole really doubted it took an hour to get a glass of water, not even Jay was that slow.

So this time, Cole wasn't in his room. He was in the kitchen. He was waiting for the mysterious someone to get some water. And as Cole suspected, the sound of footsteps approached the kitchen. Just as Cole thought someone would come in, a familiar figure passed the room entirely. The person stopped, and Cole turned himself invisible. (y/n) took a few steps back, and peeked into the kitchen.

(y/n) was one of Cole's team mates, the (f/c) ninja, and the (any element) ninja. (y/n) looked through the kitchen, but when he spotted nothing unusual, he shrugged to himself and left. Without a second thought, Cole followed after him. (y/n) walked at a slow pace, light on his feet so he wouldn't make a sound.

He was carrying a case of sorts, and Cole recognized that it could possibly be for an instrument of some sort. Cole had his father to thank for that little fact. The Bounty was 'parked' on top of a tall mountain, as usual. The Bounty couldn't just keep floating while everyone was asleep, so it was bast to stop somewhere to rest.

(y/n) looked over the Bounty's railing and scanned the mountain bellow them. Then, he climbed down Bounty's anchor and started walking down hill. Cole followed after hims silently, until at a small clearing a good distance away from the Bounty, (y/n) stopped. (y/n) once again looked around, and Cole quickly hid behind a large rock formation behind (y/n).

The (h/c) haired boy squat down and opened the case, and indeed, there was a flute inside. It seemed to be a model from the western parts of Ninjago, more commonly known as the western concert flute. (y/n) cleaned the instrument with a white cloth before blowing a few notes. He played a few scales up and down before standing up and fixing his posture.

The silence of the night was cut by the music played by (y/n). Cole watched from behind the rocks quietly, not even realizing the passing of time. An hour passed like that, and (y/n) headed back to the Bounty, and Cole sneaked after him.

The next morning, Cole didn't hear (y/n) mention about going outside even once. If this was (y/n)'s secret, Cole was sure to keep it that way... for many reasons. One: The music was more than music to Cole, he could feel (y/n) pour out his feeling to each and every note he blew. And two: ...He just didn't feel like telling the others.

The very next night, although it was a different mountain, Cole still sneaked after (y/n), as the boy climbed down the anchor and walked further away from the Bounty.

And so another night passed... and another... and another.... and a weeks worth more.

And now was another one of those nights. (y/n) played a song which Cole had heard before a few times. (y/n) had many songs he would play, but this was the one Cole had heard the most out of all of them. Cole was hiding behind the trunk of a tree as he listened to the music with a smile.

Did you know that ghosts can sneeze? If you didn't, now you do, just like Cole. Cole tensed up an placed a finger under his nose. He was about to sneeze, but then it went away. Cole sighed in relief as-

"Achoo!"

The playing stopped as (y/n) whipped around. Cole didn't have time to more than close his eyes when a powerful kick was sent at him, and right through his head. Now was one of those times Cole was glad he was a ghost, otherwise his precious skull might have been no more.

"...Cole?" (y/n) let out as he retracted his leg. (y/n) was still holding his flute in his other hand as Cole slowly reopened his eyes. (y/n) looked around, as if expecting someone else to be there, before turning back to Cole.

"Why are you here?" (y/n) continued with another question as Cole sweat dropped.

"I- uh... I was about to ask the same of you." Cole placed his hands on his hips as he spoke. (y/n) seemed to remember that he was still holding his flute, and panicked momentarily before stuffing it back into its case.

"Nothing at all. I just couldn't sleep." (y/n) stated in a calm manner as Cole cocked an eyebrow at him.

"Just like yesterday, and the day before that, and last week?" (y/n) froze up before he stared Cole down.

"And why were you spying on me, huh?" Cole just smirked at (y/n)'s remark.

"Because I like your playing. It sounds nice." (y/n) glared at Cole with a pink tint across his cheeks before scoffing.

"That is no reason, creep."

"Hey, that's not very nice!" Cole pretended to look angry, before noticing the rather... ashamed expression on (y/n)'s face.

"...How long have you been playing?" Cole asked.

"Since always." (y/n) answered.

"How come we didn't know?" Cole asked again as he tilted his head.

"Zane does, and he promised not to tell you guys." (y/n) sighed as Cole turned even more confused than he already was.

"Why?"

"It's embarrassing... I only got caught 'cause I've been playing more than usual is because I promised to play at a concert on the day of the departed."

"I see..." Cole didn't really understand, but he tried his best.

"I really do think you're great at it. Your playing is really good." Cole said as (y/n) reached out and blocked Cole's field of vision.

"D-don't say more! I can't handle compliments..." or so (y/n) said, but from between his fingers, Cole saw the other boy blushing and smiling like crazy. Cole's lips curled up before leaned in and he phased through (y/n)'s hands. (y/n) jumped, somehow still shocked Cole could do that.

"D-Don't do that!" (y/n) commanded before grabbing his flute case and walking back towards the Bounty. This time Cole wasn't sneaking behind (y/n), and instead walked alongside him before speaking up one last time.

"Am I allowed to come listen to-"

"No."

#ninjago x reader #cole brookstone #cole x reader #x male y/n #x male reader

[starry-blue-echoes]

finally some well deserved cinderella hate on my dash!! couldn't agree more with your post (though even yukako literally losing her face didn't feel satisfying cause her biggest flaw wasn't *forgetfulness* for fucks sake)

so I was wondering how would you fix this episode if you could? I'd say get rid of it entirely but I really like aya as a character :(

I'm not a writer so it's hard for me to figure out

though I like to imagine a scenario where after aya's death cinderella stops working and koichi comes to his senses and it turns into a big complicated mess real fast ^^

I ACTUALLY DO HAVE A REWRITE FOR IT that I really want to make into a proper fic :DDD

In almost every scenario of Yukakoi I kinda just. Mentally replace Cinderella with this even though it technically ends on a more platonic note but still djrbvjbvs

basically, aside from Aya and Cinderella The Stand (which I've made some minor changes to) I've almost completely scrapped the whole episode and rewritten it in a way that I think fits way better. This is my Cinderella Rewrite :D

So it's been a few days/weeks since everything went down, and Yukako's been doing a lot of self reflection. She's been thinking, questioning, really just trying to figure things out. Admittedly it's a bit hard because she doesn't really have any friends to bounce her thoughts off of, but She's Trying Her Best

then she meets Aya. Hears her promises of love and how with her Stand, she can make it happen easily

and Yukako does accept the changes, albeit hesitantly. Cinderella changes her body, and for those precious 30 minutes, Yukako gets to experience Koichi loving her

......only she doesn't feel the happiness she thought, she hoped, she would. Doesn't feel the euphoria of love and care being given back to her and reciprocated

instead, it makes her sick to her stomach

because this isn't real. The glimmer in Koichi's eyes, the flush of his cheeks, the stutter of his words, none of it is real. There's a sense of wrongness to it, and deep down she can't help but feel like he isn't acting like Koichi would. His eyes, normally so sharp and clear, have a hazed over look like he isn't actually seeing her, and his smile is sweet but blank. It's not genuine and it makes her sick that such a terrifying expression could ever be on his face

this isn't love. This is a trick, an illusion, a false reality

when the effects of Cinderella wear off and Koichi looks at her the same way he did before, when he looks like himself again, she can't help but feel relieved. While his wariness hurts, it's far preferred to the sickly sweet smiles and dazed eyes

and this is when everything finally clicks for Yukako. It comes crashing down all at once and she begins to slowly, properly understand what she did. And with this realization comes a sort of acceptance. She draws connections between the reaches she was willing to go and Cinderella literally manipulating reality to make these things happen, and starts to see that it..... really wasn't healthy

For the first time, she finally puts Koichi's feelings before her own and stops pursuing him

........but as I said before, I said this episode was being rewritten. Not completely averted. And with Yukako chilling out..... who will be the antagonist?

Well :)

remember way back before Yukako kidnapped Koichi and was being unhealthily possessive she set that one random girl's hair on fire?

Yeah. Yeah her

She was pretty upset after everything that happened and ends up concocting a plan for revenge

I kinda want to play with her and Yukako and their reactions, but specifically in how similar I can make them, specifically in a "your feelings by themselves are fine and valid but the things you are doing to satisfy them are not" way

It wasn't hard for the girl to put together the pieces and realize Yukako had been the one to set her hair on fire, and understandably she was really pissed about it and went about planning some kind of way to get back at her

more or less, it boiled down to Get Hirose Have A Crush On Me And Lead Him On To Crush Yukako's Heart

now, there are three important things about this girl:

1) she had no idea about 95% of the stuff Yukako had done. Her knowledge was pretty much limited to Yukako Likes Hirose, Yukako Didn't Like I Was Talking Shit About Hirose, and Hirose Doesn't Reciprocate Yukako's Feelings. If she'd known just how far Yukako had been willing to go and what exactly she'd done to make Koichi so wary of her, she would've hard noped out of the situation

2) She is Just A Normal Person. She has no idea about any of the magic or Stand things going on. Because of this, she also assumes that Yukako lighting her hair on fire had been a preplanned thing instead of an impulsive decision

3) She Is A First Year In Highschool and first years are petty assholes who can be kinda dumb sometimes when trying to be petty assholes

so yeah, that's going on now. Maybe in between Yukako's first episode and "this episode" there could've been moments where the girl made slight background appearances and stuff as a sort of build up

Unfortunately (for her at least), Koichi doesn't have much interest in her and mostly brushes it off. Plus...... he's admittedly a bit on guard after everything that happened with Yukako, and so are his friends. This is then how Aya and Cinderella tie into things again. Fast forward a few more weeks to when the episode actually happens, and this girl pays Aya a visit. Now, she had no idea Aya was actually magic, but she didn't really question it because it got her the results she wanted. And Yukako..... actually does notice Koichi's "affections" for this other girl, and while it does hurt she stays firm with herself and stays away. She should be happy for him after all

.......but then she keeps noticing things. It wasn't on purpose, but given their proximity in school they're bound to pass by each other every once in a while, and what she sees.... she doesn't like. Koichi's behavior is...... off and weird and familiar for some reason, and the way his affections are received is even worse. This other girl brushes him off, disrespects him, her attitude almost seems mocking at times, but Koichi seems either completely oblivious to it or entirely uncaring

Yukako is then given a bit of a crisis. How this girl is treating Koichi feels so wrong, but she genuinely isn't able to tell if these feelings are lingering jealousy or Hey Something Is Actually Wrong Here, and she really doesn't want to risk it being the latter because that will just hurt Koichi even more. Following Koichi around to gather evidence is exactly what she's trying to avoid doing, but she also doesn't know any other way

so after a lot of mulling and debating and trying to figure out what the hell is happening, she ends up going to Josuke and Okuyasu

and while at first they're on edge and suspicious...... they can't deny they've noticed what she has as well. Have noticed it for a while, but they haven't been able to do much. They think Koichi's acting weird, but the girl isn't a Stand User (they've tested it a few times already) and they're really not sure how to go about this. They don't trust her, not by a long shot and they're honestly not completely sure she isn't going to stab them in the back when it's over, but they're willing to work with her on this for Koichi's sake

Yukako's honestly fine with their suspicion, she's just happy she wasn't making things up like she feared

so they set up a trap of sorts. Yukako's going to confront the girl (without violence, just verbally) alone about this under the guise she's still in love with him while Josuke and Okuyasu hide nearby to eavesdrop

So they do! And this was exactly what the girl was waiting for. She tears into Yukako, insulting her, pointing out how Koichi was nervous around her, maybe bringing in her home life (which I headcanon to be Nonexistent At Best), and really just pointing out every single one of Yukako's insecurities and throwing it in her face. Josuke and Okuyasu feel...... really awkward for that part of the conversation, but then Yukako finally manages to steer it to the whole reason why they were here

Yukako points out how the girl clearly didn't love Koichi, hell she didn't even seem to like him, so why was she keeping him around?

And the girl just flat out admits to what she's doing. How she couldn't care less about Koichi, how seeing him trip over himself to try and get her to like him is hilarious, how the whole reason she's doing this is to hurt Yukako, and how despite the fact she's said everything she wouldn't be able to do a thing about it because Koichi's wrapped around her finger and no one would ever believe her :)

so she leaves Yukako slightly shell shocked in the middle of the room with a VERY murderous Josuke and Okuyasu, all still reeling at what this girl just said

so now they're a bit stuck. None of them had the foresight to record the conversation because they didn't think she'd spill everything like that, and if Josuke and Okuyasu hadn't been able to convince Koichi before, Yukako joining the mix wasn't going to make it much better. The two boys were honestly surprised there weren't any Stand Shenanigans going on. They knew she wasn't a User, but it was still wild that this was all happening naturally

.......and it's with that comment things finally click with Yukako. She recalls the Stand User beautician she had visited all those weeks ago, how Koichi's behavior is almost exactly like what it had been during that half hour, how this girl would've had access to Aya's services, and everything falls into place

the three of them BOOK IT over to Aya's and prepare for a fight...... only they don't get one. Aya's naturally really confused about what's happening and asks, but when she learns the situation?

oh yeah, she's P I S S E D

after all, Aya does genuinely want people to find love. She wants to be their fairy godmother making their wishes for love come true, wants to give them a happy ending as long as they're willing to put the time and effort into making it happen. So learning this girl was using it for revenge? That she was toying with Koichi's feelings to get back at someone else? Yeah she's ready to go fucking ballistic

she cancels Cinderella's ability on the girl immediately and they all run back to the school to see if it worked, and it did :D....... but both parties noticed immediately and are now having a rather loud argument because Koichi's understandably freaking the fuck out because his mind was being messed with and the girl is pissed that Koichi's finally realized what's going on. For a second things looked like they might escalate even further, but the gang steps in, call her out on her bullshit (maybe the girl tries pinning some of it on Yukako but they shut that down quick), and take Koichi home. Aya explains to Koichi about her Stand and profusely apologizes for her unknowing role in all this, and tells the kids they're welcome any time

and they finally just. Have a moment of calm to take a breather. They all start walking home with the three explaining everything Aya didn't to Koichi and making plans for the next day to make sure the girl didn't try anything else

and..... I'll admit, I'm not too sure how, but eventually, Koichi and Yukako are going to be left alone, and the following dialog is said:

“W-wait…… look, I won’t lie…. what you did before wasn’t okay. You hurt me, and I was scared. But….. but you have changed. You’ve grown, and you listened to what I told you. You saved me because it was the right thing, not because you wanted me to give you anything or because you wanted anything and….. thank you.

I…. Before, at the cafe when you confessed to me….. I don’t hate you, and I don’t think you’re ugly. Actually, I think you’re very beautiful. You just…. caught me off guard. The last thing I was expecting was a love confession. I didn’t know how to respond, and suddenly you were yelling and I-"

*a deep breath and a moment of silence*

"....I don’t know if I’ll ever love you like that, and I'm sorry. But.... maybe we could try to be friends?"

and after everything that had happened throughout the last few weeks. After learning more about herself. After learning about how..... nice it could be to have friends who you could trust to look out for you

Yukako accepts with a few tears and a soft, happy smile

(also, if in retaliation for using her Stand in such a way Aya ended up rearranging the girl's face into something much less attractive..... well, no one needs to know it was her :))

#ngl I'm really proud of this one and I REALLY want to write it as a fic #but also wOW HOLY HELL THIS WAS WAY LONGER THAN I ANTICIPATED- #THAT WAS 2K WORDS JESUS CHRIST- #initial thoughts #cinderella rewrite #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #diamond is unbreakable #jjba part 4 #jjba yukako #yukako yamagishi #jjba koichi #koichi hirose #jjba aya #aya tsuji #cinderella #jjba okuyasu #okuyasu nijimura #jjba josuke #josuke higashikata #sb answers #anon

[eilidh-eternal]

HOW DO PEOPLE WRITE SMUT??

I've been trying to write a chapter in a fiction book I'm writing and idk how to do it properly 😭😭

I've read copious amount of smut, and yet I'm stuck, help 😰

-🌈💋anon

Hi love! I'm not sure how much help I can really offer, but here's some advice from a reader-turned-writer.

I wanna start with this: It's always going to feel a little cringe when you're learning, and that is Completely Normal!

It could be the most tame, vanilla, soft sex, or the kinkiest, hardcore smut you can't even believe you dreamt up. It's going to feel really weird writing it because you have to think about it. You're plotting and planning and deciding how these two, or more, people are gonna get down and dirty, and that really isn't something that happens when you actually do it.

Sure you daydream, fantasize, imagine what certain positions might feel like, what your partner will look like—but you're not really planning anything.

Sex is, largely, a spontaneous act. Our brains receive and perceive external stimuli and translate it into desire, desires that take shape in many different ways from person to person. We act on what we feel in those moments of desire, let instinct take over, so It's the thinking that makes the process feel, at least for me and in this particular context, awkward and stilted. Thinking about what's happening too much can pull me, as a reader, writer and participant, out of the moment and ruin the experience. Hence why the thinking part of writing it makes it feel so... meh. Embrace the spontaneity of the act when you're writing and focus your thoughts instead on the most important part, in my opinion—how what's currently happening feels for your characters.

The second part of this is going to be personal because sex is just that—a highly personal experience that we all have boundaries and personal preferences for which dictate how we experience it. Those boundaries, preferences, or a lack of experience with a certain kink, lifestyle or even position can also contribute to that awkward feeling.

Don't shy away from drawing on your own experiences for inspiration or guidance either, even if you haven't done the exact things you're writing! Fall back on the emotion you experienced, let your characters feel the same things you felt, and build off of that. If something feels good you probably don't want it to stop, right? What did you do to chase that particular feeling? What stimuli did you respond to in that moment that made you feel that way and how did you get more of it? These are the main factors that lead to changes in or the maintaining of position, pace, power dynamics, toys, etc..

It will take some practice, as all writing does, to learn how to let these scenes flow out of you naturally instead of trying to map out every single thing your characters do in detail. In the meantime, focusing on feelings rather than mechanics will help you avoid a lack of emotion and prevent you from neglecting the inner monologue or omniscient narration of what's going through a characters mind when they're in the moment. leaving out this context makes the scene feel more robotic, less organic, when the only thing being described is what's happening mechanically and nothing is said about how a character feels emotionally or physically; i.e., “going through the motions.”

This last bit is a very nit-picky subject, but the wording you use to describe anatomy can make your writing feel too clinical or immature depending on what you choose. For me, things like "cunny", "goey", "gummy" and "spongey" used in reference to the female anatomy feels more immature, lacks the finer details that could more vividly describe the experience. Using proper anatomical terms that you wouldn't normally use in the bedroom, like penis, labia, vagina, vulva, etc., will make it feel too clinical, though this isn't an absolute. Phrases like "silken walls", "velvety warmth", "slick heat" and "glistening folds" tells me soooo much more about what's being seen/felt and has more vivid imagery.

You can, however, go overboard with this. I'm sure we've all seen those tiktoks talking about the wild ways some authors have described anatomy; e.g., "love tool" and "pleasure canal." In this case, just call it what it is. Pussy and cock. Cunt and dick. Manhood/member and nether folds/lips if the style of writing or the time the story is set in is more conservative and you want to adhere to that. I know we have been societally conditioned to view these words as lewd and unacceptable due to some negative connotations, but I would much rather have a partner tell me they want to fuck my pussy raw than "take a ride on my pleasure canal." I cannot stress enough how much of this is a matter of personal preference and that this all my very biased opinion on anatomical descriptors.

I am by no means an expert, but I do hope some part of this helps you feel more confident about your writing! Remember that what works for some authors won't work for others, so if the advice I've given doesn't help it is not an indication of your writing abilities. The more you write the more comfortable you’ll feel, and you’ll start to get a sense of what does and doesn’t work for you!

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[thatgayb1tchwhosimps4her]

As an autistic person, I can't stop thinking about autistic!van x autistic!reader and helping each other with struggles and all that.

What do you think?

Hi there, also as an autistic person I absolutely adore the concept of autistic!Van x autistic!reader, so I'm gonna write these out as head-cannons, since I have many thoughts on it.

Also I am gonna elaborate more on some of these in the Van x Reader fic I have lined up, so yeah, look out for that if you're interested.

Quick disclaimer: I've only been diagnosed recently (but have pretty much known I am for the last year, I just needed stuff filled out etc, so I could finally have a proper diagnosis), so I'm pretty new at understanding my autistic traits, and if they are to do with my autism or are just me in general, so this is gonna be based off my own experiences and what I've seen about autistic traits.

Also I may have accidently integrated dating head-cannons or general Van head-cannons, since I couldn't really tell the difference, so enjoy those as well if there are any.

@zhivaxo @kyleeservopoulos

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🧡Autistic!Adult!Van Head-Cannons🧡

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Food:

Safe/Comfort Foods: PB and J's, Donuts, Cinnamon Rolls (any pastries really), Pretzels, Pop Tarts (doesn't really have a favourite flavour but absolutely hates the strawberry ones, although that could just be me deflecting), Chocolate Chip cookies, Twizzlers.

That sort of stuff.

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When you went through a baking/cooking hyper-fixation (or bake/cook in general), you made sure all the recipes catered to both of your food preference's.

This includes the time you made huge batches of different types cookies, (chocolate chip, which Van loved the most, was the main favourite) and you now make them for her when she gets sad to cheer her up.

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She also carries a pouch of sour gummy bears wherever she goes (as a grounding technic I guess), in case she gets anxious or overwhelmed when she's not at home (which I do and it works every time, in case people wanna do that and know how well that works).

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Media:

Watches video tapes of her favourite shows/movies from the 90's to help comfort her when she goes non-verbal and when she occasionally has meltdowns over different things (usually things that upset or stress her out).

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She loved horror movies pre-crash (she still does a bit, but prefers not to since she's already kind of lived through one), and would watch them religiously (Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Friday the 13th, Hellraiser, Evil Dead, The Shining, etc).

She also watched Scream 1 and 2 once everyone got rescued, to catch up in a way, but realised that horror movies didn't feel the same as before.

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Definitely listens to vinyl records and cassette tapes of bands/singers she listened to pre-crash (I imagine her listening to ABBA, The Clash, Queen, Blondie, The Cure, Nirvana maybe, that sort of music), and that helped her cope after everyone was rescued and help her in general when she's under or overwhelmed.

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I also think she'd be a bit of a secret Swiftie (only you and maybe a couple others knowing that she is), more of a Fearless, Speak Now and Folklore Swiftie compared to her other albums, but still doesn't mind them.

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Plays retro games she grew up with/genuinely finds interesting (Pac-Man, Super Mario, Tetris, Sonic the Hedgehog etc) to reset her mindset when she's overwhelmed (also maybe as a little bit of a regression).

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General Autistic Traits/Head-Cannons:

She hates the noises of fireworks and thunder/lightning (since they remind her of the crash and almost being turned into a human marshmallow, twice), so she has to wear noise-cancelling headphones during firework displays and storms, but loves lying in bed watching the actual sparks of them.

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This girl is prone to bumps and scrapes, so an extensive, assorted collection of plasters/band-aids (whatever you call them) is necessary.

Animal ones, flower ones, food ones, cartoon ones, even plain white ones that she loves letting you doodle on.

You name it, she's got them.

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She always used to make sure, before she opens the store and after she closes for the day, that the video tapes she has in her store are stacked right alphabetical and genre.

You even made signs saying "Please put back where you found them" that you put up around the tape displays, to help out with it so Van doesn't stress or overthink about it too much.

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Sunday's in the store are usually very quite, so she dedicates that day for restocking whatever needs restocking (I don't really know how that stuff works, so imagine what you will), which tends to be stressful. So you always make sure you have her favourite snacks, drinks, music and movies (maybe even a cold case of beer if she needs it), are on hand at the end of the day, just in case she needs them at the end of the day to cool off.

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As seen in the show (which I also do), she uses film/tv show quotes during conversations, and mixes them up when she gets upset or overwhelmed.

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Definitely has a pack of sticky notes and several pens in her back pocket at all times as a communication system in case she goes non-verbal.

She even uses them to write small notes with love hearts on around the house, sometimes even in your bag, which she insists is necessary (for reasons she changes or adds on to each time you talk about it).

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This took a lot longer then I thought it would, but I hope you enjoyed reading and I'll see you in the next one.

-Harlow

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