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bakugoushotwife · 10 months

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Hiiiiii coming to ask for some serotonin

Please a modern one with megumi and his s/o having a tense slightly smexy moment on a hang out with the group in a restaurant or something and his s/o being a bit funny under the table if you get what I mean heh quite the fluff one with the good old you decided it heh 😆

Broaden Your Horizons // Megumi Fushiguro x fem!reader

a/n: yeehaw this was fun!! i kinda latched onto a whole thing here with songs and the jukebox, and it was a little angstier than i intended but nothing too serious. anyway, let me know if you hate it and i'll try again lol

cw: MINORS DNI. MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. 69 oral (M + F receiving), penetrative vaginal sex, reader is fem, rough, creampie, maybe a slight foot fetish thing kinda but not really you'll see, car sex, doggy, some exhibitionism i suppose

wc: 5037

You were really starting to piss him off. He was trying to give you the benefit of the doubt, you did drink a lot tonight. But he cut you off hours ago, so you were either pathetic with your liquor or you were trying to aggravate him. He’s been watching you hang all over one of your shared best friends, Yuji Itadori, all night long. It was a party for Itadori’s 23rd birthday, so he guesses it wasn’t completely out of line for you to give him some extra attention, but that hardly warrants the body shots and the dancing or the cup pong tournament.

Normally, he was very secure in your relationship. He didn’t feel the need to flaunt you and he wasn’t comfortable with public affection. He knows you love him, right? I mean, sure it stings whenever people react with shock when you say that he’s your boyfriend, and maybe it bothers him that you make that same pouty face every time he turns you down for dancing or cup pong, because he knows he’s letting you down. Sometimes he wishes he could be more spontaneous and loose like the rest of his friends. Maybe if he was, his girlfriend wouldn’t grind on the birthday boy all night long and continue laying all over him and giggling in the Waffle House at 2AM.

He stared daggers at you. Surely, eventually, you would feel his death glare and cut it out. He even thought about returning the favor with Nobara, but he would feel too guilty knowingly manipulating your feelings. The booth was tight, and he hated that. You were practically sitting in Yuji’s lap and he was fuming. He’s finally reached his limit, extending his long legs to kick your shoe under the table.

Your stupid giggling with Yuji stops. “Ow! Babe-uh!” You pout. “What was that for?”

He’s actually going to explode. Yuji pouts too and asks if you’re okay. You nod and continue staring at your boyfriend. Your pout was immaculate, he has to give you that. Your pretty eyes are droopy and looking up at him like an abandoned puppy, sweet kissable lips puckered just to taunt him. The bright lights of the Waffle House serve as your drunken halo, and unfortunately you do look angelic. Megumi deflates, he can’t give you the silent treatment but he didn’t exactly want to admit his insecurities in front of the guy that was causing most of them. The trashy diner was tiny anyway, the other drunkards and addicts would listen in on the drama. So he just glances at your hands and then pointedly at Itadori.

You get the message. Initially, you smirk. You find it funny that he’s so bothered by Itadori. Surely he knows you could never be with anyone but him, much less his best friend. But then you see the seriousness on his face, and you recall your attachedness to Itadori’s hip tonight. It was his birthday! You were only trying to party with your friends. Plus, you had asked Megumi to dance with you. He always turned red and turned his nose up at the offer. He wasn’t one for cup pong either, and you wouldn’t dare ask him to take a shot off you, he could hardly hold your hand in public. You’re sure you would hate to see Megumi do any of those things with anyone else…but it hurt that he wouldn’t do it with you either. He refused to leave his comfort zone, so maybe you just had to keep pushing him.

You put your shoe over his in an effort to soothe him, giving Yuji less enthusiastic replies than before. This does improve Megumi’s attitude, though he can tell something’s still off with you. He looks around at his other two friends, casually scrolling on their phones while they wait for the food to come to the table. So he pulls out his phone and taps the ‘mrs.’ contact.

“what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You reply seconds later.

“don’t be that way angel :(“

“Ur mad at me for doing things i would prefer to do with you..it just sucks i guess, you won’t broaden ur horizons but that means i can’t have fun either.”

He clenches his jaw when he reads your text. You were right, as much as it sucked to say. He can’t expect you to sit in the corner people-watching all night long. Part of the reason he loves you so much is because of your adventurous spirit, you’re willing to try anything once and you never have any fear. It embarrasses him and he’s stubborn. Instead of admitting his faults, he doubles down on yours.

“so you throw your ass on itadori to have fun?”

“Wow…you’re impossible sometimes, Megu. It’s harmless dancing.”

“why not dance with nobara instead?”

“I did, all three of us danced together. It’s his birthday, everyone was trying to give him a good time.”

“rest assured, i’m sure he had a wonderful time with you all over him.”

“Are you being real right now? He’s my friend too. I thought you trusted me. I thought you know how much I love you. You’re the one who shuts down at these kinds of things.”

“yeah well if you’re so miserable you can keep itadori.”

“Fine.” You pull your shoe off of his under the table.

He sighs. He knows he’s being unreasonable. Your hands shake as you put your phone down to start eating after the server comes to the table, putting that fight on pause. You couldn’t believe he was that worked up. He hadn’t ever been the jealous type, and you definitely thought he would understand you teaming up with your other friends for an ultimate birthday party experience. Did he really want to break up over something like this, or was he just upset? You love him more than anything and it seems like two of you have been together forever. Did he really doubt you this badly?

You were praying for something else to think about, the only sound was the buzzing of the dingy light bulbs and the scrapes of silverware against ceramic plates. You nearly sigh in relief when someone drops some coins into the jukebox, playing ‘Swim’ by Chase Atlantic.

Megumi notices the way you keep your eyes down on your plate, gently swaying subconsciously to the music. He regrets what he said. He regretted it the moment he pressed send, and he didn’t even have the fortune of blaming alcohol for his poor decisions. So he reaches out under the table again, gently tucking his shoe on the outside of yours. He watches you for a reaction, satisfied when your eyes meet his. He smiles shyly. You tighten your lips, showing your agitation.

He pulls out his phone again. “i’m sorry..i just hated watching you move like that on someone else, you’re right, i’m lame and a coward and i promise i will do everything you ask me to next time we party…plz forgive.”

He thinks he’s really lost you when you pick up your phone to read the message and then put it back down. Really, you’re just thinking. You didn’t mean to make him feel lame or like you could ever be interested in someone else. At the end of the day, all you wanted was for him to try new things, and he said he would do that. Your hand slides to grab your phone again, to apologize back and accept his, but the song changes and catches your attention.

“I don’t want a friend

I want my life in two

Waiting to get there

Waiting for you”

You grin, the song a favorite of yours and Megumi’s. He was so romantic in private it was hard to believe, and you know that he loves you immensely. Normally this song pops up on your playlist during your intimate times and he always always always took the time to follow the lyrics.

“When I’m around slow dancing in the dark

Don’t follow me you’ll end up in my arms

You done made up your mind

I don’t no more signs.”

You decide to slip your foot out of your heel completely, knowing you would have more accessibility this way. Megumi’s face turns pink as he recognizes the melody, his brain instantly going to the times spent in his dark bedroom, hugging your naked body close to his own while slowly swaying to the music. It was always goofy and sweet, both of your faces red from a heated makeout or bodies sweaty and gross from hours of being one. Yet he never hesitated to pull you out of bed to dance to this one, whispering the words in your ear. He yearned to do it now, but he didn’t even know if you were on speaking terms at the moment. He gasped when he felt your foot against his calf, covering up the noise with a non-subtle cough. He smirked at you a little, sliding down in the seat and spreading his legs a little more. He regretted not sitting next to you whenever you were falling over Itadori, but now maybe he didn’t mind so much.

Though, it was getting harder to keep his composure as your foot slid higher, resting on the inside of his thigh. He could feel his cheeks grow warmer, and he kept side-eyeing Kugisaki and Yuji to make sure they were still distracted with their phone and food, respectively. He’s relieved that you’re not angry with him, and embarrassedly turned on by your flirty touches. He can feel the blood rush to his cock, and he knows he’s in trouble. The space is too tight, your friends are too close by—but he doesn’t mind. This is exactly the type of thing he needed to try. He just needed to get you out of here soon, or he’d end up trying a lot more in the Waffle House.

“Give me reasons we should be complete

You should be with him I can’t compete

You looked at me like I was someone else

Can’t you see?”

You smirk back at him, knowing if you moved your foot just to the left you would feel his growth. You wondered if he could handle such a bold move in public, so close to his other friends. You wanted so badly to push him out of that tiny comfort zone of his, and if you sensed a meltdown you could always back off. So you did, sliding your foot over his bulge and back again, biting your lip to keep from laughing at the way his eyes grow wider and his cheeks burn darker.

You were so in for it, he was already wondering how he was going to make up for his jealousy while also punishing your brazenness.

“Here’s the check, y’all have a good night now.” Your server hums politely as she sets down the bill. Fushiguro’s hands are on it instantly, and he doesn’t even care that they’ve put all four of you on the same tab. He digs in his wallet for the cash to cover it and more for her tip, hastily getting to his feet and extending his hand to you.

“Let’s get going guys, it’s late!” He said with a nervous chuckle, clearing his throat right after. Nobara and Itadori looked at him with arched brows. You hummed and got to your feet, slinging your purse on your shoulder. Then you did an impressive fake yawn and stretch combination.

“I could go to bed, that food really sobered me up ‘n I don’t wanna puke.” You sigh, and the others laugh and clap you on the shoulder as you move toward the exit. Megumi’s thankful for his choice of baggy sweats, just barely concealing why he’s in such a hurry tonight.

Nobara and Itadori take the backseat, leaving the front for the loving couple. They’re still giggly and very tipsy. You’re moderately concerned about Itadori coming down with alcohol poisoning with all the shots he consumed tonight. Nonetheless, it’s easy to reach across the console and rest your hand as close to his clothed erection as you could. He sighs and adjusts his hips under your hand, making you smirk when his new positioning puts your hand over him.

He’s not a reckless driver, especially with such precious cargo as his girlfriend and closest friends. However, his stomach was so tight and started to burn with anticipation. He wished Nobara lived closer, thankful that Yuji would sleep off his drunkenness at her place and he wouldn’t have to make two stops. However the drive was too long for his liking. You looked beautiful all night, like you usually did, and you drove him crazy putting all of that on his best friend. Oh, and when he watched Itadori lean over to take his shot of vodka out of your belly button, his fist tightened and he considered punching the man on his birthday. Then you’re gonna start messing with him in the restaurant, god he doesn’t know what he’s going to do with you, but he cannot wait any longer.

“Have a good night guys! Drink lots of water!” You call after the tipsy pair, helping each other up the steps and through the door of Kugisaki’s residence. You giggle to yourself, sighing happily as Megumi wordlessly puts the car back into drive and heads toward your shared apartment.

“Y’know, I really am sorry about tonight…” You say softly, letting your head roll on the headrest so you could admire his side profile. He hadn’t really aged much, though his features had always been mature looking, sharp jaw, sharp cheekbones, and a perfectly angular nose. His eyelashes were long and dark; the green of his eyes absorbing all the shine from the headlights as he drove along.

He turned his head to peek at you momentarily. Surely you could feel the fact he wasn’t upset anymore, though he had a certain…payback in mind for your behavior tonight. “It’s okay, you’re gonna make it up to me.” He said smugly, pulling the suv onto the shoulder of the busy highway.

Your eyes widened, convinced he was bluffing. Your heartbeat quickened at the thought of such a risky act, in a good way. You would try anything once after all, but you knew your logical and responsible boyfriend would probably change his mind. You hear him put the car in park, you hear his seat belt unbuckle, and the sound of the radio dial going up. A guitar is being plucked quickly, and you recognize the song from your normal sex playlist. He wasn’t faltering yet.

“I summoned you, please come to me

Don’t bury thoughts that you really want

I fill you up, drink from my cup

Within me lies what you really want

Come, lay me down”

You turn to look at him, your surprise still pretty evident. He chuckles at this, it was pretty rare to see you looking shocked, especially by something he did. He was determined to not let that be the last time tonight that he saw it. He still seems smug, maybe overcome with a certain need to prove himself worthy of you, to be daring and push himself past his limits. It’s something he’s always struggled with, but the adrenaline swirling through his body was rewarding, he must admit. He leaned over and unbuckled your seatbelt as well, resting his elbow on the console when he was finished. You watched him do this curiously, but he didn’t leave you wondering for too long. He grabbed your jaw and made you look up into his eyes, they were almost black with how big his pupils had grown and the intensity of them as they skirted over your face made you tremble. He smashed his lips on yours.

“ ‘Cause you know this

“Cause you know this sound

In the middle of the night

Just call my name, I’m yours to tame

In the middle of the night

I’m wide awake, I crave your taste

All night long, ‘til morning comes

I’m getting what is mine

You gon’ get yours”

You close your eyes, one hand reaching up to rest on his jaw and the other moving to his bicep as the kiss grew in ferocity. He tilts his head to the side to get more of your essence, deciding to sloppily shove his fat tongue in your mouth. He always tasted so good, like peppermint, you loved it, moaning as you sucked on the appendage lewdly. His eyes rollback a little, he loves watching you do that shit. He grunts, needing more of you and quickly, it was starting to hurt. All too quickly, he lets go of you. He sits back up in his seat, making you pout and whine at the loss of his touch. He chuckles at you, cute little lips glistening with a layer of his saliva.

“Patience is a virtue, angel.” He hums, sliding the seat back as far as it will go before he’s leaning back over to pull you by your waist onto his lap, making you gasp at his length poking your middle once your thighs are straddling him. His hands slide possessively down to your hips, pulling you down on him, shamelessly grinding into you. Once you start returning the favor, he lets his long fingers slip under your shirt, peeling it off seamlessly. Then he’s grabbing the back of your neck to force another sloppy kiss. You smile against his mouth, your own hands tangled in his hair while your hips rocked steadily against his own. Maybe he wouldn’t grind with you in public, but you’d much rather have this private show all to yourself anyway.

“These burning flames, these crashing waves

Wash over me like a hurricane

I captivate, you’re hypnotized

Feel powerful, but it’s me again”

He’s indecisive with his hands, constantly moving them from cupping your cheeks to sliding down your curves and groping your chest. His neediness is clear, the pink on his cheeks and his half-lidded eyes tell you everything. You gasp for air, smiling down at him. He thinks you’re so gorgeous like this. No matter how you danced in front of others, only he got to see your swollen lips and the messy hair he gave you. Only he gets to see your hardened nipples under his fingers and the face you make when he pinches them. He grins as the song changes, leaning back to remove his own shirt for you after your constant tugging on it.

“Climb on board

We’ll go slow and high tempo

Light and Dark

Hold me hard and mellow

I’m seeing the pain, seeing the pleasure

Nobody but you, ‘body but me

“Body but us, bodies together”

“I love you Megu.” You coo, sneakily dodging his lips in favor of placing yours all over his jawline, humming sweetly as you start down his neck. You know every sweet spot, where to bite and nibble and where to suck and place gentle kisses. He whimpers every time, and it’s a sound so sweet you can feel your panties dampen uncomfortably against your pussy, grinding against your own wetness with every collision of hips. He squeezes hard at your ass, kneading the fat in his hands like a stress toy.

“Love you too baby girl..wanna get in the back?” He asks hopefully, extending his right arm to fold your passenger seat over so you each could easily slip into the spacious back, where the seats had already been conveniently folded down thanks to the useful button on the dash.

You nod eagerly, sliding off of him and crawling on the back of his seats, towards the trunk to give him the most room. You slide out of your jeans and underwear for your own sake, the mess of yourself too much to bear. You watch him as he gets an idea, his normally neutral expression gleaming with mischief as he looks at you so prettily sitting on your knees.

“I love to hold you close, tonight and always

I love to wake up next to you

I love to hold you close, tonight and always

I love to wake up next to you

So we’ll piss off the neighbors

In the place that feels the tears

The place to lose your fears

Yeah, reckless behavior

A place that is so pure, so dirty and raw

In the bed all day, bed all day, bed all day

Fuckin in and fighting on

It’s our paradise and it’s our warzone”

He slides back to join you, sitting on the very edge of the seats and hastily taking off his sweatpants. He then lies flat on his back, scooting back and positioning himself right beneath your weeping pussy. You gasp at his move, giggling shortly after. He was full of surprises after all. You could hear other cars pass at high speeds, making your blood rush at the thrill of it all. His windows were tinted and it was 3AM, so there wasn’t much to worry about. His big hands grab what they can of your thighs, plunging your core on his waiting mouth.

You moan out immediately at the sensation. He knows all of your spots too, licking up your arousal like it was the only thing keeping him alive before he sucked harshly on your clit. Your stomach lurches immediately, and you have to brace yourself on his chest, high pitched whimpers pairing with the next song on the playlist beautifully.

“Sex ain’t the only thing that’s on my mind

But you get me so excited

Woah-oh-oh-oh

Irreplaceable, tattoos from your neck that drop down to your ankle

Drop top in the Range, shawty you wanna feel good

I wanna feel good too

Don’t I make you feel good?

You get me so excited

Shawty wanna roll with a rockstar”

He loves the taste of you, his favorite flavor in the world. You’re always so sweet, he thinks, like honey or candy of some kind. He didn’t consume any alcohol tonight so he allows himself to get drunk on you instead, teeth slightly nibbling on your sensitive bud before he resumes his lewd slurps of your center, plunging his tongue inside your tight hole. He groans in a mix of pleasure and surprise when he feels your hand wrap around his length. You couldn’t just keep staring at it, his painfully hard dick with an angry red tip weeping pre from the slit. His balls were so tight, too. You knew he needed some kind of relief, he just wasn’t really the type to ask. So you lean over him slightly, still whining intermittently at the sensation of your boyfriend eating you out like this, so ravenous in nature. You grab his pretty length in your small hand, just enjoying the weight of him. He was perfectly trimmed for your convenience and his cock was the best you’ve ever seen. Cute veins running all over his shaft, a mix of purple and blue that add extra sensation to him inside you. All this led to his fat and needy tip. You slap it on your tongue a few times, giggling at the pauses in his movements as you did so.

“Baby let’s go we can go far

Yeah, watch the stars

And go far

Shawty your body is so exciting

I love when you get on top and you ride it

Only in your ocean, you call me Poseidon

In control of your water, you loving my trident.”

You take all of him down your throat, loving the way he speeds up in competition with you, wanting to make you feel even better. You hum, the vibrations giving him goosebumps. You wiggle your head a little to try and push his length a little further, but you gag and you can feel the tears prickle your eyes. You come back up for air for a second, sniffling and repeating your actions, slamming him to the back of your throat and bobbing along what you can swallow up. Your hand aids you in the rest, and you can feel your hips getting sloppier in their movements, the coil in your stomach burning and cracking. He’s truly relentless, fucking into your mouth without care. He continues his assault on your pussy, flicking his tongue in just the right way to make you snap. Your cry is muffled on his dick, but the way your hips stutter and your weight falls around him, he knows you’ve come.

He knows he’ll do the same if he lets you do this much longer, making those cute noises and taking him so well. So he gently pushes your hips up so that you let him change the position.You’re compliant as always, your body is hard to resist even as he moves you gently out of his way. He smirks up at you again, petting your wild hair down as he gets back up to sitting on his own knees. He opens the door.

“Get out and bend over the seat for me.” He says, eyes glowing with that mischievousness you noticed earlier. He really was being bold.

You were still panting from the violent orgasm, looking up at him in disbelief. There’s that face he was hoping to see again.

“What? I’m trying to broaden my horizons. It’s dark and there’s hardly anyone on the roads right now, beloved.” He coaxes you convincingly, extending his hand to help you step onto the street and everything. Plus, he knows the open door will serve as extra coverage. He just couldn’t let you walk around thinking he was lame or dull. He just could not get all the way back to your place after you’ve been taunting him all night long, no. No. You were going to get exactly what you wanted.

So you take his hand and step onto the grass, nothing but the treeline behind you. You could still hear the occasional car cruise by the drivers side, but you knew they couldn’t see. He gives you another needy kiss when your face passes by his own, surprisingly excited by the prospect of fucking his girlfriend on the side of the highway. He smiles against your lips this time, his hand sliding down your back and the other on your hip. He gently turns you around with this grip, hand sliding all the way back up your spine, leaning palm laying flat in between your shoulder blades. He could never quite pick a favorite position with you, you always felt and looked amazing no matter which way he had you, but he nearly shudders at the way your hot skin feels beneath his fingers. You arch your back so perfectly for him and the moon shines on your ass like a spotlight. He can’t help but palm it and gently slap, making you squeal and giggle from inside the car.

“Work it out, up and down

Sweat it out, make up sex

Twerk it out, up and down

Sweat it out, make up sex

I’m tired, you’re wired

Why fight?

It’s just the same thing

Tonight is my final love battle

Cause girl I’m hungover

Let’s just start over

Gotta be more to love than this

We should be naughty, connect our bodies

You know I’m on it, I’m on my knee”

The cool night air slightly relieves Megumi’s searing skin, but he knows the only thing that can help is you. He pulls you to him, positioning you exactly where he needs you. You spread your legs wider to be compliant, and he rewards you with his length prodding against your gummy spot in one plunging move. You cry out and start struggling to hold yourself up already, nothing to grab onto other than the seats of his suv.

God he wishes you knew what that did to him. Other than the noticeable twitch of his dick, he can only growl his satisfaction. “Look at you, taking it all at once, angel.” He remarks, and you can hear the smirk in his deep voice.

If this were any other time, you would throw something snarky back, but he is in complete control of you. You couldn’t speak if you tried, the assault on your womb beginning right after his taunt. He’s not gentle or sweet tonight, but you don’t mind at all. His hands grip your hips tightly, pulling you down his shaft just as hard as he was shoving in. You can’t quiet yourself, screaming shamelessly and writhing in his hold. He can feel you clench down on him, and he knows you're close to cumming for him again.

“That’s my girl, go ahead and give me another one. Show me how much you love me.” He commands, voice low and breathy. It was hard to stay strong with you bouncing on his cock like this, sucking him into choking walls and screaming his name like it was the only word you know.

You let out a strangled moan, following his orders to a tee. Your knees buckled and he had to support you with the hold he had on your hips, but he felt the rush of warmth and heard the increased lubrication start to squeak and squelch between you. He shuddered, you absolutely were the death of him, your whines of sensitivity making him lightheaded. His balls ached once more before he emptied them into you, moaning brokenly at the way you felt with all of his seed coating your walls. You squeezed down on him again, humming in satisfaction. You were nearly delirious, feeling an entirely different kind of drunk. You lay against the fabric of the seat, shivering when he withdraws from you. He tugs his sweatpants on, using his underwear in an attempt to wipe you up as his load seeps down your legs. He’s satiated by the sight. He crouches down to clean you, giving you his praises as he does so.

“Did perfect, lover. I hope you had a good time.” He says, getting back to his feet and helping you back into your clothes. You nod sleepily. It was nearing 4AM at this point and what energy you had left was consumed by this romp.

He kisses your forehead and smiles, opening your passenger side door and closing it once you are comfortably inside. His hand is on your thigh for the drive home, the touch light and loving in contrast to his earlier possessive dominance.

He hopes he got his message across. You are all his, as always, and he’ll do whatever it takes to prove that every single time.

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aurumacadicus · 3 months

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My partner dumped me yesterday, so could you please if you have time or inclination today, write a fluffy or sexy V-day prompt with WinterIron? I need some serotonin.

That's crummy my dude. Anyway Tony's bodysuit is this one.

Tony had been freaking the fuck out since January fourteenth. JARVIS had asked him if he wanted to make plans for Valentine’s Day, since they needed to be made well in advance for such a popular holiday. Sure, it would be around four months that he and Bucky had been together, but was that early to do Valentine’s Day? He could admit to himself that he was pretty damn committed, but he knew that he went all-in way too quickly. He just wasn’t sure that Bucky was that committed. He’d said ‘let’s see where this goes’ and while he seemed to have fun, Tony couldn’t tell if that was in a ‘Tony’s comfortable enough around me, hot, and amenable’ way or in a ‘hey, this could be forever’ way.

He split the difference and bought the biggest Whitman’s Sampler he could find (Bucky and Steve had a fondness for the boxes, even if the recipes had changed from 1912), a nice watch, and an upgrade for his bike. Bucky still got finicky going out in crowds sometimes, so he wasn’t going to try and take him out on one of the busiest nights of the year. Chocolate, dinner in, and maybe some wine to end the evening with would be fine for a four-month relationship. Probably.

Tony had also splurged and bought himself something lacy. He and Bucky hadn’t been intimate long, just a couple months, but he thought, if there was a time to surprise him, maybe it would be on Valentine’s Day. If Bucky didn’t like it, he could play it off as holiday fun and then hide all his other lingerie, he figured.

Bucky had said he’d be busy until dinner time, but that was fine. Tony had to work that day, too, and if he was focusing on paperwork, he wasn’t focusing on whether he’d done too much, or too little, or the way the lace was pressing into his skin under his suit. It was fine. Everything was fine.

Except, when he was putting the bags of takeout on the counter to plate up, then he got self-conscious about the way the lace felt over his hips, around his chest. This was still new, he reminded himself, rushing back to his bedroom. Four months! What was he thinking?! He was gonna scare Bucky off. Sure, Bucky was open to new things in the bedroom, but maybe Tony had to ease him into full lingerie sets that cost more than Bucky’s entire wardrobe. Besides, he didn’t even know if Bucky liked Valentine’s Day. He’d had plans today, after all. Maybe he was only coming up for dinner because Tony thought it was special.

Okay. It was going to be fine. He just needed to change out of his suit and lingerie. He could put on one of his band tees and jeans. Bucky said he liked it when Tony looked… comfortable. Was that a compliment, Tony wondered, movements slowing to a stop. Was it a good thing to be called comfortable? It must be, he thought, hands slowly returning to the buttons of his shirt. Bucky always smiled slow and syrupy at him when he said it. He obviously liked it. Right?

…Right?

Tony hesitantly glanced in the mirror. He’d decided on a lace bodysuit, figuring a one-piece would draw attention away from the mess that his chest was. It also helped hide the fact that his abs maybe. Weren’t as defined as he would have liked anymore. He unbuckled his belt and shoved his pants down around his thighs, turning to look at the back. Well, at least his ass still looked nice, he figured, frowning. Maybe he should go with the red silk thong instead of the whole… lace ensemble. He could try again when they were further into their relationship, probably. The thong would be fine. Everything would be fine.

“Tony,” Bucky said, sweeping into the room.

Tony spun toward him, surprised, mouth dropping open in shock. Bucky did not typically barge into his personal quarters. Usually, he sent a message via JARVIS or text. He still hadn’t gotten changed. And now Bucky could see everything, from his open shirt to his pants around his knees.

And Bucky appeared to be looking, if his wide eyes and gaping mouth were anything to go on. He was holding a large bouquet, Tony noticed distantly. Pinks and reds and pops of orange and yellow. He hadn’t gotten Bucky any flowers. Should he have?

“Well,” Bucky said, dropping the bouquet and approaching him with long, sure strides.

“Bucky?” Tony asked nervously, shuffling backward.

“I was going to ask if you wanted to take a romantic bath, but I see you’ve got the romance covered,” Bucky continued, as if he hadn’t heard him.

“You’re coming at me very quickly,” Tony squeaked, nearly tripping as his feet got caught in his pant legs.

Bucky’s face took on the focused expression he got when he was fighting, eyes sharp, every movement carefully calculated—predatory came to Tony’s mind. “And you’re going to be coming very quickly,” he told Tony seriously, and Tony squawked when a moment later, he found himself sailing through the air toward his bed.

Then what Bucky said actually registered, and he only had a moment to screech before Bucky leapt on him like a wild animal.

#aurumacadicus answers #anon #aurumacadicus writes #winteriron

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yooniesim · 2 years

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I'm not sure what simblr's general opinion on this is, but peeking back in after my long hiatus, I have a lot of thoughts...

In my opinion, Patreon killed all of the momentum that ts4 simblr had pre-2020. I think we all know a lot of the bigger issues- permanent paywalls, creators doxxing and bullying, cliqueing up and sharing info- but I mean even besides that. I mean specifically early access, two to three week delays for releasing cc, the version of paywalling that most people (including myself) accepted.

It's good that creators were able to get paid for their work, especially during the pandemic. But I think, unfortunately, it had other effects too. I remember back then, being disappointed at how much was eacc, and that was only like 25% of the cc coming out, and it (almost) always was popular creators with high quality work. But slowly but surely, nearly everyone moved to patreon (which I've noticed has caused a lot of cc to be forever lost once patreons were closed/deleted) and 99% of the time it was early access or even exclusive. Many people started blogs with early access cc from the get-go, without having a presence beforehand, and those blogs seemed to be some of the most focused on blocking anyone that shared their cc. The cc varied in quality- it could be simple mesh edits that were still mostly ea, or recolors, or even just patterns sourced from other sites. It didn't matter what it was, it was just content for money, anything to pad out the month and keep patrons. Creators would do early access and then link the cc through adfly or to TSR or simsdom/simsfinds, one by one, even if it was supposed to be a pack. It wasn't bad enough to call out, but it was purposeful.

CC on tumblr became a business in a way it hadn't before, even with other paysites in sims history. And while some people are happy to donate to creators they like now and again... most people either can't or won't. Many simmers are children, and many simmers are adults with strict budgets, especially during the pandemic. And truth be told... they probably got bored. Because it's all terribly boring. CC shopping isn't fun anymore. It's the briefest serotonin seeing something interesting on your dash and then instantly flying away when you see you'll have to wait almost a month for it. And if it wasn't a creator I really liked, I forgot about it instantly after that... sometimes even if I really liked them. Motivation dropped. People stopped being excited, and stopped playing.

Nowadays, it seems even worse. Because the amount and variety of cc and creators has dropped drastically. I'm shocked to see 2-3 cc posts per day, if that, most of them paywalled. It isn't just cc posts either- used to you couldn't look in the s4cc tag for cc, it would be so crowded with non-cc sims posts, but now it's depressingly easy... and empty. Lookbooks, edits, gameplay, cc, it all seems more sparing. And you don't see the same creativity, the same fun random little items, stuff that was interesting even if it wasn't necessarily perfect. Or wild ideas or cc that would appeal to certain small niches. Because that isn't profitable, is it? When you need to create a certain amount of items per month at a certain quality to keep patrons and therefore income, you have to strategize, for good or for bad. Some people are able to do that, and while good for their business model, it limits what they can create and how much energy they can spend on each item. Some people aren't able to do it, and burn out and leave. Either way, creativity suffers. Enjoyment suffers. Creators leave from the passion being sucked out of their hobby; non-creators leave from frustration and boredom. And you're left with a handful of creators still going by their cc business playbook, month by month. But how long can those few sustain themselves?

It's natural for communities to ebb and flow, or even completely die out, but ts4 simblr had been going strong for years before this overall, even if it was in waves. In the pandemic, it should've flourished the way other many other communities did, especially gaming focused ones. But, it didn't. Instead it slowed down, more people left than the amount coming in, the engagement died down, and it seems like as a whole custom content hasn't advanced at all. Maybe it would've happened anyway, but I honestly think patreon contributed a lot. Also, ts2 and ts3 communities weren't affected in the same way, afaik, which makes me think it was paywalls even more.

Can it be fixed? Maybe. If paywalls weren't as much of a thing anymore- and I don't mean completely gone, but just a fairer ratio- I think it could. But now that it's become a standard, I doubt that will happen. I think most people have moved to other places where they don't have to deal with it, like discord servers, and simblr will continue to lose momentum.

It's good for creators to have the option of getting some income for their work, but I guess I'm just saying... at what cost? Beyond the monetary? If you're not super popular, are you even making enough for the added stress to be worth it? If you are, is this going to be satisfying and maintainable long-term, without burn-out/effects on your mental health? Who will pay for it when the number of players keeps dropping? And will this continue on to the Sims 5 community in the future? I honestly hope not.

#text #ceci speaks #delete later #ts4 #sims 4 #the patreon issue #this may be unpopular #especially with other creators #and i could be wrong since i havent been around for a bit #but this is what it feels like to me #long post #im just disappointed #and a little nostalgic #no one asked ceci #sorry creators that are actually great #and need the income #its all just sad

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indomitableblackdragon · 1 month

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I can't figure out this spacing thing and I'm not about to find out. So hey! I'm Allul (They/Them, trying to figure that thing out)! I'm that fucking creature that's flooding your dash with posts about a boat girl and whatever other shenanigans my mind decides to get up to. I'd say I should apologize but really the longer you know me the more you realize this is just how I live my life

I'm 26 (Not for long) and a terrible chronic gacha addict that probably should've stopped a long time ago. But since i haven't I now have adopted boats (as this blog shows) along with....

androids

horse girls

very bisexual prisoners

food personifications

goblins

cinnamon rolls

and plenty of other random things that go in and out of my mind on the daily. This may come at a surprise to plenty of people but I literally haven't even been here a year yet (shocking I know). Most of my writing career has been either super bad fanfics, skype rp (yes this sadly was part of my life), and forums of recently. Only after being dragged here by a few friends did I realize what I was missing out on and I'm glad I joined! I promise you I'm not intimidating as I may seem (If I even come off as intimidating) and really I'm a DM away from blowing your eardrums off about whatever you want. Like lets be real my first blog here was a goddamn pokemon. I think that says everything you need to know.

Anyway next is checks notes about myself and that's problematic. Because I have no idea how to do that :3. According to my friends this meme explains it best

But as expected writing is my hobby (go figure) and beyond that is probably video games. A lot and a ALOT of RPGS, Fighting Games, and whatever is out there to get my serotonin running. Currently I'm down in the mines playing Granblue Fantasy Relink, Granblue Fantasy Versus Rising (are you noticing the trend), and dabbling in some other ventures (Gundam Versus if you want to know how niche my tastes get. I also collect plushes!

in line with my crippling Granblue addiction music CD's!

But yeah if it wasn't obvious I love talking about literally anything. My interests are kinda all over the place but most people can vouch that I'm a damn good listener. And that includes plotting even if my mentality usually is just a "fuck it we ball one" rather than really planning it out (I do love planning too! But sometimes you really just gotta go off and never stop). If you don't find me here on NJ's Blog well don't worry I have like 11 more as well. Featuring...

Morgan le Fay (Fate) (@talesofrainandstars_

Melusine (Also from Fate) (@robustdragonheart)

Nian (Arknights) (@unfetteredfreedom)

Mika ("Archive that may be Blue") (@witchoftrinity)

Architect (Girls' Frontline) (@explosivedesire)

Fenie (Granblue Fantasy) (@sourceoftheflame)

Miyoi Okunoda (Touhou) (@geidonteispostergirl)

"Sparkle" (Honkai Stars Rails) @sparklingsplendor

Hiroi Kikuri (Bocchi the Rock) (@sickhackbassist)

My OC Protag from Armored Core 6 "Raven" (@echoesofcoral)

Beyond that I'm always in Discord if you just want to chat or anything else. You can also find me on twitter where I rant about the most craziest things and cry when my favorites in gachas actually get content (it doesn't happen often). Other then that I have no idea how to end this so here's a picture of my dog

anyway I think I've ranted long enough. Looking forward to talking with everyone more and anyone else who is willing to put up with my muses!"

#isola mun intro #this went on for way too long but if you read all of it godspeed

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youredreamingofroo · 10 days

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📩 Simblr question of the day: Do you have a process for making your simblr posts?

answer in whatever way is most comfortable for you and feel free to share this SQOTD around, make sure to use the hashtag SQOTD and tag me in separate posts ~ 💛

This question was contributed by an anon !

oh brother everyone pull out the popcorn cuz im aboutta yap for a decade and a half

Here's Roos guide to making a youredreamingofroo post

Step 1, Be up at ungodly hours and have a sudden shock of inspiration for a render

Step 2, Write inspiration down for later

Step 3, Completely disregard "for later" and go boot up my laptop at aforementioned hours

Step 4, open up blender and throw in sim DAEs and start posing them

Step 4.5, use pinterest for pose inspo and/or spend 50 years trying to figure out how to do one thing that I wanna do but dont know how to do said thing (every explanation is explained like I should understand every inner machination of blender, which I obv dont understand) (optional)

Step 5, spend the entire time posing thinking of how I'm going to position the cameras and which chunk of dialogue will go where

Step 5.5, realize halfway through that the song I'm listening to actually fits the scene really well and so I end up listening to that song on repeat for however much longer I end up posing (Optional step)

Step 6, Set up the cameras, lighting and background, usually I don't have a scene in mind, so I just do my usual black background and colorful lighting

Step 7, have a crisis because it's 5 AM and I could've sworn it was 1 AM two seconds ago

Step 8, Render the finished products, which usually goes by fast cause I render in eevee but sometimes I do cycles (which takes fucking eons)

Step 8.5, get sick of the song I'm listening to on repeat (if step 5.5 occurred in the process)

Step 9, Throw them suckers into GIMP and edit them, by this point I'm usually tired and I'm not a huge edit-every-detail kinda guy, so editing is pretty easy, that being said, Clone tool+Heal tool are my best friends for renders cuz of hair clipping, general clipping and/or weird shadows, and I tend to edit everything to the very PIXEL (if you could see me edit, I actually do go pixel by pixel often), and then to top it off, sharpen that bad boy <:P

Step 10, Export them and go to tumblr and throw those pictures onto a post (For some reason, making the post save as a draft makes posting images a lot easier...) and wait for them to process (which takes eons cuz of my wifi), then go to patorjk for title coloring, add the title, and add whatever needs to be added under the cut (transcript, inspo, credits, etc)

Step 11, Schedule it for a few minutes later cuz why not (usually an even number like X:10 AM or X:30 AM etc etc lmao)

Step 12, Wait for it to post and schedule 3-4 TZRs (depending on when I post the renders is how I determine when to post a TZR, if I post something at 7, then I schedule TZRs for 12 PM, 6-7 PM and then 12 AM)

Step 13, profit 🤷‍♂️ (and by profit I mean profit in serotonin and pride)

#thank you for the ask squatty 💏💏#this is wayy too long and was a stupid idea but whatever 😭 it's 7 AM as I'm typing this and wanna get thru most of my inbox cuz-#-I have a lot of asks in there. especially SQOTDs lmao #simblr-question-of-the-day #SQOTD #simblr question of the day #yapping

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kay-elle-cee · 7 months

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@jilytoberfest 31 Prompts: Day 13 || 642 Words || Read on Ao3 —

“You need to reduce the heat or it’s going to burn, Lily.”

Lily’s standing, wooden spoon in hand, next to their station’s stovetop while keeping a watchful eye on the bubbling Thai curry. With a sigh of exasperation and an annoyed look at where her partner stands at the opposite tabletop chopping herbs, she shakes her head. “We’re running out of time, this will help it reduce faster.”

“No it won’t,” he has the audacity to laugh. Turning his attention to her, she’s struck again by the ease in his movements—just as she was when the instructor had pointed to her tabletop when he ambled into the room. “Is that why you’re here? You keep burning everything?”

Her cheeks flush and she looks away. She was here because she had semi-recently broken it off with her long-term boyfriend and had moved out of their shared flat, only to realize that she couldn’t keep surviving off takeaway and frozen dinners. Ethan had always seen cooking as a hobby and had taken charge every time they’d stayed in for dinner. It only took Lily three ruined pans to throw in the metaphorical towel and suck up her pride enough to sign up for this cooking class.

Which, of course, turned out to be for couples.

Luckily, she hadn’t been the only one to miss that memo (which really should’ve been better-advertised because she’s sure she wasn’t the first one to show up to class, and was absolutely mortified when the instructor asked if her partner was coming.) She had certainly not been the last, for a few minutes after Lily settled at her countertop, dodging the pitying (sometimes amused) glances the rest of class threw at her, James Potter walked through the door only to be met with the same slap of realization.

The instructor had tittered something about fate and happy accidents and motioned him to sit beside Lily with a wide smile. She had been grateful to not have to be pity-partnered with the instructor herself, but as soon as he had sat down next to her and opened his mouth, she had wondered if that was still an option. (“So, we’re both bad at cooking and bad at reading, eh?”)

Shaking the embarrassment of his words from his chopping station, she gives the curry a stir as she stares into the pan. “Why are you here? To stroke your own ego?” Another glance behind her, and he’s chopping fast, though not very precise (at least if the irregularity of the courgette pieces in the dish are any indication). “Are you some kind of cooking prodigy just wanting a hit of serotonin?”

He looks at her over his shoulder, continuing to chop the coriander. “I’ll have you know—”

“Careful, James!”

Her shout stops him in his tracks, just in time to save the tips of his fingers.

Okay, so he definitely wasn’t some sort of prodigy.

“We’ve got about ten minutes left of class, everyone! Go ahead and take the curry and the rice off the heat and begin to dish it amongst yourselves.”

Lily’s eyes fly over to her partner’s in wide-eyed shock and she’s met with a similar expression.

“The rice—”

“Shit,” she breathes, her attention now skirting behind him to where the bag of rice sits on the counter, untouched by either of them. She faintly registers his eyes looking past her until a sizzling sound has her twirling on her heel, only to see the curry boiling over the sides of the pan.

“Christ, we’re rubbish at this,” James laughs from her right, bringing over a fresh kitchen towel as she turns off the burner entirely. She looks over at him to find a grin on his face, eyes sparkling as they turn from the mess to her. “I can’t wait to see what we burn next week.”

#it's (always) you #jilytober2023 #james potter #lily evans #jily #jple #31 prompts

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regaliasonata · 7 months

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Any Hunter/Dustin cuteness for meeeyah?? Could really use some serotonin tonight <33

I got a whole list of stuff😎

✨️⚡️Power wise⚡️✨️

-They both orient around each other well with fights, Dustin tends to be a little less experienced than Hunter but dude finds a way to add some edge to their situations.

-Started in my AU of the season but I love the concept of the elemental powers combining together. For Hunter and Dustin they can make stardust together because of the earth element's friction and the thunder clashing with each other, crazy in combat but also could work for fireworks✨️

-Sometimes they switch weapons for funsies but since they've gotten so used to each other their fighting skills allow for automatic adaptions(Hunter finds it adorable seeing Dustin yeeting the thunder staffs around⚡️)

-Ever watched Ninjago? If they want they can dance together in a battle to make a spinjitsu like tornado of rocks and lightning that rips apart pretty much any type of matter(well...earthly matter, aliens tend to have stronger qualities but the technique is still useful)

✏️Headcanon wise✏️

-After a rather close call with a motocross session Dustin decided to put up the hobby indefinitely until things cooled down with hesitation. So Hunter insisted that he looked for a new hobby, roller skating, Dustin falls a bit at times but he's got Hunter there to help him.

-Hunter can literally lift Dustin up like he's nothing(Showing that off to Conner who can literally do that to both Ethan and Trent...red's asserting their dominance as a game😂)

-Due to their elemental affinity powers tend to get wild. Dustin slowly branched into using magnetic qualities in earth and with Hunter's electricity the two got stuck to each other for a full week. Also dragging in metal wherever they go, on a different occasion Hunter tends to release static at times and accidentally shocked Dustin while they slept together. He's learned to control the surges so they aren't harmful but still have a lot of stimulation, he's found....other uses for them if you catch my drift(Dustin doesn't admit it but, it feels nice on his skin👀).

-Hunter is one of the only people allowed to call him Waldo, his mom passed away when he was young and the nickname Dustin was her doing, just feels better for those he trusts the most to call him by his real name.

-On days when new video games like Pokémon or Kingdom Hearts would release Hunter would start a thunderstorm to basically make sure only him and Dustin would be able to get the games first at launch. Of course Kanoi told them to stop this as it was getting in the way of classes.

-They don't go on fancy dates when needed, they just like to chill back or spend time wherever as a nice night out, though they do go clothes shopping together with Tori. Blake got a choker once for Dustin on accident and Hunter was very into that so now the yellow rangers wears them every now and then.

-Due to Cam's access to the Morphin Grid he found out about animal spirits and after the season when the zords were destroyed he ended up created the old ones from scratch. However he only had enough grid energy to condense them into smaller forms, similar to the Samurai Folding Zords. Hunter and Dustin's zords tend to fight each other whenever the two place bets on random shit.

-Dustin has a recurring dream of himself being a lion and when sleeping in Hunter's grasp he tends to nibble or even leave bite marks....which in time leads to him waking up and things ensuing between them...rowdiness complaints have been filed to Cam from students waking up at 2 in the morning due to their antics.

-They watch anime together but Dustin had to hold Hunter back when Marah spoiled MHA for him, she's a manga reader.(Dustin had a crush on Dabi but we're not going to talk about that...there are still lightning burnt Dabi posters scattered across the campus, jealousy hunter)

🌩Fluff and etc🌩

-They go to the Bradley parent memorial two times a month and in one dream Hunter got visited by his mom who revealed that she likes Dustin.

-Hunter is still trying to come to terms with himself, there's a bit of internalized homophobia that he has to overcome. Though he's been working out all these problems with Dustin and it's happy to overcome these feelings inside.

-Dustin tends to get emotional here and there so Hunter has found a secret garden within the campus for his boyfriend to vent out his feelings to him.

-a beetle like cat hybrid from the abyss of evil found it's way out during Lothor's return and after dealing with the villain they adopted the creature. Named him Sanoo after Susanoo cause Dustin likes various types of asian mythology, Hunter didn't like him at first but little Sanoo reminded him of childhood so now he's a full part of the family.

-Dustin is rather sloppy when it comes to kissing but Hunter finds its adorable.

-there's a large dragon like plush that they won at a fair hanging on the side of the wall in their room, it's filled with gold and red scales.

-They may...get it on right after a motocross race, adrenaline etc running around in their veins. Cam had to bleach his eyes out when he walked in on something he shouldn't have seen.

-Tori was secretly getting the vibe that they'd get together eventually, luckily due to her things worked out when it came to the first few days of said relationship. Helping them both with trying to get used to each other.

-They had a thing with taunting or getting angry with each other when they first met which led to them kissing after a harsh race. The two didn't acknowledge anything after for a few weeks and then eventually they got together.

-Dustin has a thing with being pinned down but likes to play dumb about it to get Hunter riled up. The fact that Hunter is stronger really excites him, both for this reason and cause it makes him feel protected. It might've been started when he used to roughhouse with Shane but now it developed into something more. Sometimes he even taunts Hunter just to get him going but dude caught on eventually and trust me when I say he's got a good way of using that to his advantage👀

-Hunter's voice also factors into some of Dustin's interest...Marah had to ban the yellow ranger from asking her about specific topics, things he should be dealing with himself(kinks and stuff are reserved for the internet)

-Hunter would never admit this but he'd love to slow dance with Dustin. His mother got him into 80s Japanese music and stuff such as Tatsuro Yamashita and Tomoko Aran's music makes him want to hold the yellow ranger close, maybe even in the moonlight or just even on a random day when they are alone. He told dustin about it and now it's thing they do every Friday, Dustin doesn't think it's weird, he actually finds it cute and that's all that matters to him.

Hope this isn't too much, was thinking off head an bam!

#power rangers #power rangers ninja storm #ninja storm #hunter bradley #dustin brooks #hunter x dustin #ask answered #headcanons #fluff #ship #crimson #yellow #seriously its so good

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littlelcvestory · 6 months

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thank you @wesperbrekkered for tagging me even though im so inactive on like all my fandom accounts 😭😭😭

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

i have 13 :)

2. What is your AO3 word count?

29,858 words 😭 thats kinda crazy for me ngl

3. What fandoms do you write for?

my main is six of crows! my ao3 still has my fics from when i wrote solangelo tho lmao

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

sparks fly (whenever you smile) with 268 (wesper)

we were in screaming color with 244 (solangelo)

Doctor Death (god this fic is so old i hate it 😭) with 236 (solangelo)

i wanna teach you how forever feels with 221 (wesper)

time can't stop me quite like you did with 205 (i wrote this for a school assignment, it's from the book they both die at the end)

i strongly dislike this list mainly because of solangelo being on there and how long ago i wrote those fics because theyre really bad now 😭 perhaps leave more kudos on my wesper fics :)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

YES it makes me so happy that people enjoyed what i wrote. i'd like to say it's author fuel but i have not touched any of my fics since august but they ARE author serotonin

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

it's either time can't stop me quite like you did (because he literally d!es) but none of my SoC fics have angsty endings, because none of them have endings. haha

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhh i'd say it would be i wanna teach you how forever feels purely because it's a cute domestic post-ck wesper

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i dont think im widespread enough to have haters on my fics tbh 😭

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nope, i am literally 16 !! although i have written a few very intimate passages but theres also taught you the way you call me baby which is the closest i'll ever get for now

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

my wesper romeo and juliet au like fire and powder that i havent touched since august! this was like my most big brain idea ever but i'm torn between discarding it and starting from scratch or continuing as it is right now

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i dont think so, and i hope not !

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no :)

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

also no

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

wesper. next!

15. What’s a WIP you’d like to finish but doubt you ever will?

THE ROMEO AND JULIET AU I AM CRYING i need to continue it as soon as possible oh lord

16. What are your writing strengths?

not sure tbh! i do find writing dialogue easy but it also leads to my downfall sometimes which i'll explain in the next question

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

inner monologues, because they jump around too much and i eventually stray from the original thought. or anything thats not closely tied to a character ... i'm really strong with character driver things but if you hand me a plot, i'm gonna struggle (which may be why the r&j au is failing LMAO) and how i said with dialogue, it ends up being dry and makes the scene move a little too fast. i'm really bad at slowing down scenes 😭

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

never done it before hehe

19. First fandom you wrote for?

percy jackson, i think

20. Favourite fic you’ve ever written?

my romeo and juliet au because its the most ambitious thing i ever tried to accomplish. i really want to get back to it because i'm still so intrigued by the idea of it and i was shocked i wrote 10k for the first chapter but it felt like it was being squeezed out of me... i'll do my best to get back to writing i've had insane weiters block (no thanks to school 🙄)

thanks for tagging me rae :) i'm tagging @artsypretzel @jazzythursday and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it :)

#six of crows #fanfic #fanfic author #fanfiction #wesper #wesper fanfiction #wylan van eck #jesper fahey

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nickeverdeen · 1 year

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hi! how are you? are you still doing match-ups for harry potter? i would prefer a male match up, please. if not and you no longer doing matchups then you can delete this and I'm sorry to bother you.

appearance: she/her. i'm 5'3 and a bit chubby. i have a strong southern accent. i have mid-length light brown hair with blonde highlights and blue eyes. i wear glasses and i have faint freckles that really come out during the summertime (my fav season). i have little scars all over me from my love of being outside and my cat. i love doing my skincare/hygiene things, it gives me such serotonin. my fingernails are always painted bright colors. i always have a scrunchie on my wrist. i love jewelry, especially necklaces so i am almost always wearing a necklace of some sort. i don't know how to put my style into words so here are a few pics i found of my style:

personality: i am argumentative, sassy, sarcastic, and opinionated. i am also kind, almost to a fault because i can literally not be mean. no matter how much a person gets on my nerves, and they do, very much, i just cannot be mean. i blame my parents. i love to learn everything except for math, i have dyscalculia (which is a learning disability in math, it's sort of like dyslexia but math). but i love everything else, especially history and english. i am a huge bookworm, my favorite genres are fantasy and greek mythology. i love playing my own therapist and finding out why i do things. i am a very curious person so my google history is very strange and i fall into Wikipedia rabbit holes very easily. i am a very emotional person but i hate crying in front of people, i like to cry by myself and then be comforted. i am observant and i learn a lot from watching those around me. i am quiet until you get to know me, then i won't shut up. i am very sentimental and if you give me anything, card, sticky note, whatever, I'm keeping it. i write letters to get my emotion's out a lot but never send them.

random facts: i love music, my favorite artists are taylor swift and alec benjamin but i also love classical music and lofi. my favorite band is 5sos. i want to learn to play the keyboard and guitar. i am obsessed with photography. i love being outside.

have a great day!

Of course I still do match ups!

Btw you look amazing!!!

Your Harry Potter match is…

Cedric Diggory

Cedric loves your accent

He definetly buys you some jewelry like rings or necklaces

You can’t be mean? He’s gonna be mean for you if it’s really a case

Cedric is very protective towards you and if someone is making you uncomfortable, he’s most likely to confort them about their actions

Complimenting you 24/7

To him you’re the most intelligent person in the whole world

He doesn’t know what Math is, but after you’d show him, he definetly wouldn’t like it nor understand it

“I’m sorry princess, but fuck Math, it’s so stupid”

Cedric doesn’t read much, but he’d love to listen to you telling him what’s going on or what happened in your book

Jokes about Greek Mythology

As much as it hurts Cedric, he is letting you crying by yourself if that’s what you need, but expect a huge comfort from his side later

Hands holding

Cedric loves to talk to people and if you’d later tell him what you learned from observing others, he’d be shocked and suprised that you read so easily in people

Gives you his scarf in winter so you wouldn’t get cold

Only if you’d want the scarf of course

Walking dates

Cedric is 6’1 and you’re 5’3 so expect a LOT of joking about your height

Takes you out to sit near the lake or just somewhere quiet

Sometimes he’d just play some of your favourite songs and dance with you in your or his dorm

Hates it when others talk shit about you

Cedric is VERY supportive

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#request #headcanons #matchups #harry potter fandom #harry potter #cedric diggory #cedric diggory x reader

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nriacc · 1 year

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hey bestie since you said you’ve finished both endings could we maybe get a teeny sneak park?? 👀👀👀

Heyyyyy! Here’s a teeny sneak peak of Matty’s ending. Can’t give you anymore of Alex’s, too many spoilerssss😂 but god I’m so excited for these endings to come out now.

I’m sure you can guess where this one is going but enjoy:

“What you doin’?” Matty makes you jump as he pulls your AirPod out of your ear whilst you were listening to Favourite Worst Nightmare particularly loud.

You turn back to scorn him with a distasteful frown, and at the same time you quickly close your laptop. Acting innocent, you say, “Nothing.”

Matty chuckles at your shocked reaction, but the way you shut your laptop far too quickly has your boyfriend curious, “What were you looking at?”

“Nothing.” You maintain your ground.

“Wheels…” Matty smirks, “Shall I get George to hold you down whilst I tickle you, or do you wanna just tell me?”

Teasingly he leans down over you then, and you maintain eye contact with him trying to seem like you have some sort of ability to say no to him. But that only lasts a few seconds because your boyfriend just leans down and kisses you sweetly until you’re both giggling.

“I was looking at puppies, okay?” You give in and tell him.

The only reason you didn’t want to tell your boyfriend that is because you don’t want him to think that you’re sad for looking at cute dogs whilst he’s busy at work and you don’t feel like painting today. Sometimes looking at puppies is all the serotonin boost a person could need.

“Puppies?” Matty raises his eyebrows in slight surprise.

“Yeah,” You nod, “In the first few months of lockdown I was really debating getting one.”

Matty sits down on the settee beside you, and he excitedly says, “Show me.”

“Really?” You ask a little wide eyed.

“Yes, I love dogs,” Matty reminds you, before laughing, “Sweetheart, where have you been? That Coup De Main photoshoot with the puppies was the best one ever.”

You smile thinking back to those adorable pictures of your friends and you open your laptop back up to show him your favourites which takes at least 20 minutes. Matty finds it funny how you’ve gone as far as to bookmark the ones you absolutely adore, but he thinks his heart stops when you show him a black Cane Corso puppy.

“This little guy was borning back in April and no one has snatched him up yet.” You show your boyfriend all the pictures of this cute little guy getting bigger as the pictures go on. “I’ve watched him get older at this point.”

“Oh my god, look at him.” Matty coos loudly at a particular picture of the cute pup giving the camera those eyes that you just can’t say no too.

#nriacc ask #Matty’s ending sneak peak

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aueua · 2 years

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just wanted to say that I love your drawings and I hope I get as good as you some day

thank you very much!! we all start from somewhere

aand my apologies in advance; you probably weren't expecting some incoherent mumbling, but it's been a long day and I'll just say things nobody has to pay this much mind.

I did this one late october in 2013! beautiful, ain't it? I don't even remember this OC at all aside from being a bunny/wolf hybrid, giving her features I liked at the time (yet they're somehow not black and red, I know, it's shocking). I wasn't really well-versed in digital art yet, not that my traditional was much different. used GIMP—which might explain the pixelated grass—and an airbrush at 100% for everything. lines. coloring. absolutely no layer modes/filters.

but, I thought it was very cool back then. it's still pretty cool to me now. my lines were shaky, not necessarily clean, and the year or so with a trackpad was hell and I had actively used a mouse for nearly a decade right after that.

waves hand.

point is, I'm really flattered! that I'm part of your aspirations. I don't really process the extent of my impression on others.

you really don't have to be as good as me. actually, you can be. most likely you will be, probably even better—if it's really somewhere you want to be. just might take time albeit, but I hope that art's fun for you. I wish you the best of luck in your journey at every step—that you develop your style in the way that makes you most comfortable and happiest doing things that also end up in exciting results no matter the medium.

these honestly might seem like empty words since... gestures vaguely. but I really do mean all of them. I had a depressing streak of self-inferiority and deprecation when I was younger. frequently compared myself to other artists in all forms, just in all the bad ways. got bothered tons by numbers and feedback. got even more self-conscious after some light teasing from peers and getting onto a cringe blog. (sometimes I still feel that way when I get really bad.)

that one was a tangent. o|-<

if you ever need someone to cheer you on, I'm here!! I enjoy looking at images. I love looking at art. I love getting to see what others are interested in enough to make something out of nothing with all of their heart and soul. does this make sense? I would have never had such a vehement streak for drawing if it were not for the support back then even among all the Childhood "Angst", so like.

strikes a pose. I'm bad at doing it nowadays, but I don't mind spending the time to give a more sincere compliment (or feedback otherwise, to the best of my ability) if someone has a specific piece—or anything really—that they're real proud about. I have Been there in the pit of zero response leading to zero motivation before even if art is supposed to be for fun and not shared with the purpose of attention but like. it's fun getting microdoses of serotonin for stuff ya know... it's sharing a piece of you...

erm. maybe this has gone on for too long, so I hope this makes somewhat sense. it's just. I would hate someone to be discouraged because of the lack of attention they receive for something they bled their heart over? this is redundant.

whatever the case and however you do it, I really do wish you well. I will Hit and Hurt anyone that would deter you otherwise (even if that is yourself, in which case I would just gently rattle you). we don't know each other I imagine, but still. come to think of it maybe you already ARE happy with your stuff and HELL YEAH that is THE WAY TO GO!!

but I do not know, so I wanted to be safe in the case that it was not.

anywho! to anyone reading this spiel, we do not have to speak about this ever again!! I will probably forget about this tomorrow honestly because that has been the pattern nowadays for rambling at dead o'clock hours.

eat, drink, stretch, and rest; do what you must. I hope that today is yours, and if not, tomorrow. the days after. may they be manageable enough, and I wish you all things good and kind. maybe even a pleasant surprise to shake things up a little...

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) please take care.

#[inbox]#long post #^ i am warning u i did not proof whatever just came out of my mouth im going back to doodling

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years

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Hola Dani 👋🏼 ¿cómo estás? ¿Sigues de viaje? How did it go with HR? I hope everything is going well and that you're staying hydrated like a queen!!!

I have to tell you... the post about the royalty AU Mavid has given me life, it fixed all my problems, cleared my skin, watered my crops!!! I know it's just an idea but I can already picture myself waiting for each chapter to drop!! OMG!!

But this not about that, so let's get on with the new chapter...

The One with the Theory

A warlock was using magic – the second most beautiful thing in the world – to hurt David – the first most beautiful thing in the world.

“Max,” David said, his blue eyes frantic. “Don’t you get it? It’s Mallory.”

*Pretends to be shocked* although... I don't actually think is Mallory, she is an evil greedy bitch but I think there's something else going on, however... I'm on David's side always so let's blame the wicked bitch 😌

“Because she wants you!” David said, his voice angry. “And I’m standing in the way.”

This is 100% true!!! Shower her with fire 🔥

“Because that’s exactly what she wants, Max!” David screamed at him. “She attacks the institute to keep me occupied! So that she can have you all to yourself!”

That does sound like something she would do

“It’s the truth!” Max yelled. “Stop turning this into something it isn’t, David! You’re just overwhelmed and paranoid.”

Maxwell!!! You better watch your tone when you talk to my primary source of serotonin 🥺🥺

“You don’t have time for me anymore,” Max said, his voice threatening to break. “You’re never here. I felt so abandoned.”

Aww Maxie!! 😭 David you better fix this you little shit! 😡

He blinked back the tears. “I…I’m gonna go.”

Nooooo noooo nooooooooo... my happiness!! 😭😭😭

“Leave me alone, Magnus!” Max yelled.

Maxwell stop 😭😭

“Look stunning and kick ass,” Camila winked.

Always a great plan!! 😌🙌🏼🥰

Sometimes people wanting to help felt better than them actually helping you.

OMG this... 😍 So true!! 100% 😍

Georgia thought it was weird that Marcus didn’t acknowledge Anjali’s presence.

Look at my Gigi capturing the red flags like a queen! 😌🤩😌🤩

Marcus looked out of the window. At Idris. “Maybe it’s something amazing.”

I hate this creepy bitch!!! 😡😡

Jace considered that for a moment. “No.”

Jace is such a mood, I love him!! 🥰

“It was probably a mistake,” Alec pointed out softly.

No my beautiful, beloved, blue eyed twin brother, it wasn't!! He was being a little shit *whispers* on propose *le gasp*

“Okay,” Alec said. “Can I be alone with you?”

If I ever get one of those 3 wishes deal, I will make every one know how to do this!!

“You’re assuming we’d still be hanging out in 500 years,” Max grinned.

Maxwell!! Don't make me laugh when I'm not 100% happy with you!! Also, don't say shit like that!!!

Sometimes you needed to run away. It was self-care.

So much same!!

“That means this warlock could have the magic of more than one person.”

Aha!!! It all makes sense now, the missing magic is being used to make the portals, those fucking bitch ass bitches are behind this!!!

“The Clave is made up of hot, respectable people,” Gabriel told her, kissing her finger.

I would listen to them to 😌

He didn’t answer. He looked at her. “Selena. I think…I think Max is going to break up with me.”

Noooooo...

When she opened them, David’s hands were still bleeding.

What??????

Ok but... every chapter I end up with more and more questions 🥲🥲 why Dani?? Why??

Thank you Dani...!!! 💚💚💚💚💚💚

Buenos dias!

(that's all i have for today, i have not downloaded duolingo yet smh. but i did get a lot of work done this week and i am happy about that. HR is very meh. They haven't gotten back to me yet. They were all about making sure the project gets resolved instead of addressing my issue anyhoo fuck that)

YOUR GIFS GIVE ME LIFE.

Funny thing, whenever i get your ask, I'm ALWAYS at a boring meeting (which I don't have to attend) and your ask really puts me in a good mood.

You are a hilarious bean, Alex. Love you!

Some questions MIGHT be answered soon ;)

#lbaf

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airasora · 2 years

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Could you do a breakdown of each ship and why they're placed where they are? I'd love to read your insights into their relationships! ☺️

*Cracks knuckles* Get ready, this is gonna be LONG. I've done them in order so they're easier to find the ones you're interested in!

Roger & Jessica = Roger and Jessica are essentially just a human Roger Rabbit and Jessica Rabbit; their dynamic is EXTREMELY similar to Jessica's canon relationship. Roger adores Jessica and is utterly devoted to her. Unlike most people, he has never judged her based on her looks, he knows she's just drawn that way 😉 I'm also one of the people who headcanon Jessica as asexual and I honestly don't see Roger being a particularly sexual person. I could see him being grey- or demisexual, but it's not a need of his and he's never has any issues with Jessica's asexuality. He's a massive dork, a massive ally and the best husband a woman like Jessica could ever dream of.

John & Anastasia = The only "issues" Anastasia and John will ever have in their relationship will be Anastasia's insecurities due to her mother's mistreatment of her. But that doesn't equal toxicity and since John is an absolute genuine and patient gentleman, he's good at setting her straight when her brain is being mean to her. With time and patience, they become an extremely strong couple.

Tarzan & Little Creek = This is mostly based off their relationship in my Hollina AUs so bear with the Hollina mentions in this breakdown xD Their names in my Hollina AUs are Michael (Tarzan) and Daniel (Little Creek) based off their voice actors since their canon names don't really fit the modern, American world they live in, so their canon names are their stage names. The only relationship issues Michael and Daniel will face will be in my Hollina werewolf AU, which I don't want to spoil too much, but if you remember the overall plot for that you can probably figure it out on your own. Either way, it's not an internal struggle between them, it's the world forcing a certain mindset on them. So, again, no toxicity here.

Tarzan & Ariel = Again, no actual toxicity within their relationship or their characters, their relationship issues would stem from the outside world. This ship is NOT in my Hollina AUs, just want to make that clear. My shipping them is just due to their cute, curious personalities. They have a decent amount of things in common, them being curious about a world they're sort of a part of, and yet not completely. And since Ariel is a mermaid, them meeting at the beach would just be so perfectly cute. They're adorable, I just love them, they're a serotonin boost. I need to make an actual video with them, I haven't done that for like... 10 years, I don't know x'D

Wendy & Alice = You guys know that these two are my Hollina child cast so... read the Hollina paragraph for their potential toxicity xD

Little Creek & Jane = Again, both characters exist in my Hollina universes, but are NOT together and don't even know each other in any Hollina AUs, so this is a standalone ship too. I've made a few videos with them, they look good and cute together. You know what dynamic they have, it's the same as Tarzan and Jane, Pocahontas and John Smith, Milo and Kida, etc etc etc. Also not a toxic ship, but they would probably give each other some MASSIVE culture shock and that does sometimes lead to some pretty shitty situations. Despite Jane obviously being a really good person, she also does have a small bit of snob in here, hidden under her cute, quirkiness. We see this in the show moreso than the movie, but she was clearly a LADY back in England, so I could see her and Little Creek, while being interested in each other's cultures, have some misunderstandings or disagreements. And sometimes, people don't handle that very well.

Jim & Jane = Another ship that belongs in my Hollina AUs so this is based off that as well. For those not on the know, in the Hollina college AU, Jim is one of Jane's students and they have a VERY secret romance. A major theme in the Hollina college AU is "forbidden love" and so, they were added into the mix. Without going into specific details for the AU, just know that Jane is the youngest professor the college has ever had, and Jim is quite a few years older than the other freshmen, so they are way closer in age than your average professor and freshman. In the college AU, Jim has a secret crush on Lina who is an out and proud lesbian so he knows it ain't happening, and Jane is having her own love problems so their relationship starts off REALLY poorly. They kind of just use each other to soothe their broken hearts, but eventually they do fall in love and their dynamic changes. But it IS not healthy dynamic for a very long time, that's for sure. Nevermind the fact that it's a teacher and student relationship, that is its own can of worms that will be explored too.

Jim & Ariel = In the Hollina high school AU, Jim's love interest is Ariel. He's crushing on Lina here as well while she is in complete denial about her own sexuality and they're "dating" as a way for her to stay in the closet while she's figuring things out with herself and with Holli. He'll eventually be introduced to Ariel, Jessica's mute little sister - and it's practically love at first sight. Now, in this Hollina AU their relationship is actually healthier than his and Jane's (though there is a decent amount of time where Ariel is scared Jim is just using her as a replacement for Lina, which he kind of is at the beginning, even though he's unaware of it), so why is it higher on the list? Well, that's actually based off their relationship OUTSIDE of Hollina. For those who don't know, Jariel is one of my oldest Disney crossover ships and if you ever wanna look at my old shitty videos, I have A LOT of Jariel videos from 5+ years ago. Since they're 16 and 15, one is a space pirate and the other a mermaid, do I really even have to say why I think this relationship could be unhealthy? Raging teenage hormones, both of them have one hell of a temper, it's a long distance relationship in a really unfathomable way AND, well, when have mermaids and pirates ever been a healthy mix? xD

Cassim & Esmeralda = This is very straightforward; both are "street rats", one does it out of need, the other does it out of joy. That's the short version and since I'm capable of giving a short version, you bet I'm gonna do that since most of these are LONG. But if someone wants me to dive deeper into this mostly unexplored ship of mine, do ask and I'll make it a separate post.

Holli & Lina = BOY CAN THESE TWO BE CUNTS TO EACH OTHER. Ok, so no, they're evil or cruel towards one another... on purpose. Most of the time. To avoid this getting really long, I'll write just one (even if it's out of many) point. College AU = Insanely insecure Holli who has abandonment and trust issues which equals her actively trying to push Lina away to the point where she even cheats right in front of her *gasp*. High school AU = Lina is in deep denial about her sexuality due to her old-fashioned, military father and her spineless, overbearing mother doesn't make coming out any easier and this of course hurts Holli a lot cause, let's face it, it's not JUST the fact that Lina is lesbian that she's hiding, it's also the fact she's in love with someone like Holli. High school spin-off = while actually on the side of the more healthier Hollina AUs, Lina does a lot of positive toxicity, which means she's insisting that Holli can be better, resulting in Holli feeling like she's never good enough for Lina. And Holli is addicted to alcohol and even does drugs every now and then, which of course also hurts Lina. And that's it, I'm not diving deeper into Hollina on this post cause we'll be here ALL DAY xD

Basil & Robin = Now, this is one of those that you said surprised you the most, and I don't blame you, because I did once put them on my list of my more healthy ships, but that has changed... sort of. It kinda depends on what you consider toxic and what you consider... challenges. But obviously this is all subjective anyway, and one of the reasons I consider Bakerhood both one of my healthier ships, but also high on the healthy to toxicity list, is because I have two "main stories" that are COMPLETELY on opposite sides of the spectrum. I'll focus on the toxic story; Basil is a detective, dedicating his life to correct wrongdoings. Robin means well, but is in the long run an outlaw who steals. We're already heading into some not so very healthy situations here. Basil has a constant battle within himself for not just caring for, but loving someone who is so dedicated to doing "wrong" even though it's for good reasons. Basil prides himself on following the book and doing things the right way, he's very set in his ways and, let's be honest, could you see anyone convincing him he's wrong... ever? Whereas Robin is of the "the end justifies the means" mindset, and can't understand Basil's point of view AT ALL. He belives if someone is doing harm, he is justified in taking matters into his own hands and fixing their wrongdoings, even if it means doing wrong things himself.

Thrax & Odette = ... Come on. I think 85% of my AUs and stories with these two make their relationship toxic, but sometimes it's Odette's fault! Usually it's Thrax, rarely both of them, but sometimes Odette. Super Psycho Love, Beauty and the Beast = Thrax is toxic. Lovecraft, Perfect Enemy, Amor Meretrix (my newest AU, it's my first time mentioning it, feel free to ask if you're curious) = Both of them. Death Note AU = Odette is toxic. Big Bad Desires, Strange Magic, Romeo & Juliet = Neither.

Frollo & Esmeralda = I... don't have to explain this one, do I? Only reason they're above Thraxette is because Fresme is CANONICALLY toxic. He wants to fucking kill her unless she lets him fuck her, it doesn't get much grosser than that. Obviously, I have my Fresme AUs where none of them are toxic, and even a few where Esmeralda is the toxic cunt and not Frollo, but yeah... most of the time he's the douchebag. Like in the movie xD

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archangelmacaron · 2 years

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NTMF College AU Chapter 6

How am I still doing daily updates? This is wild... I just live for the small burst of serotonin from getting a heart notification, I suppose <3 I believe I'm about three chapters ahead, although I have the full story outlined (so pro!) so depending on the next few days I might need to slow on the updates a bit but... I don't wanna LOL Sending another thanks for reading and commenting and even just hitting that heart button <3

“Thankfully, Jillian is satisfied that I am fine, and not planning to do anything rash, and she has left for work early today because of errands,” Noel said with relief as she closed the bedroom door behind her. “It is barely past nine am, though. We still have several hours before sunset.”

“Do you have anywhere else you can go in the meantime?” The devil on her bed was a bit too casually posed now, sitting with his feet resting on a pile of textbooks. He had a hand on his face as if he was thinking.

“Um, not particularly... certainly not anywhere I can think of that I would be able to go to while also concealing you.” She peered out her window at the sunny day outside, wondering where she was going to sit. The only option seemed to be back on the small bed right beside him, and he was definitely taking up more of it than he had been when she'd awoken.

He closed an eye, seeming to make a slightly irritated face. “You have no projected return time for Spica, correct?”

“No. Unfortunately she is a bit unpredictable, as evidenced by her unexpected murder scheme.” Noel finally sat on the bed next to the devil, the cheap mattress sinking her closer to him. It was her room, after all, he could move if he was uncomfortable. “When she spends the night at Ribellio's she usually doesn't come back until maybe three or four in the afternoon, but sometimes she stays up all night and comes back here in the morning. If she was hoping that she killed me last night, she'll likely head back earlier to see the results, right?”

He nodded. Noel tapped her own chin thoughtfully. “Spica doesn't seem to be good at predicting our behavior, however—mine and Jillian's, I mean, I have no idea what her experience with devils is, or if you'd somehow met before.”

He shook his head. “Unless she is using a different name, we have not. Do you perhaps have a photo?”

“Ah, yes—one moment.” Noel looked around, then grabbed her smartphone from the bedside table. The battery was low, it seemed she had been too drunk to plug it in the previous night. She opened a social media app and typed in Spica's username, pulling up her account. She handed the phone to him, and he looked at her oddly.

“What would you like me to do with this?”

“Eh? That's her account. Scroll for a bit, she posts a lot of food and artsy photos, but she definitely has some selfies in there.” “Scroll?” He looked utterly bewildered.

Perhaps he is not good with technology—I wonder if all devils are like that?

“Use your thumb to touch the screen and drag it upwards.”

“Like this?” He pressed it a bit too hard, and enlarged a photo of some graffiti. Noel shook her head, reaching over.

“No, lightly. Like this.” She moved closer to him to touch the phone in his hands. She backed out of the image and demonstrated the action, then looked up to see if he'd understood—only to realize she was now practically right beneath him, if he leaned forward just a little his pointed face would be able to touch her head. She glanced down to realize that her prosthetic leg was pressed up against his, she hadn't been able to feel it. She turned away in a hurry, hoping he didn't notice.

Ah, I feel like my face is on fire again! It's just—I have not been close to males very often, and certainly not on my own bed! My parents would be fainting in shock if they saw me here now, with not just a male, but a devil next to me!

Perhaps it would serve them right for being so controlling, even now that I am an adult.

She stifled a small giggle at the thought of her parents fainting on top of each other in horror at the sight of her next to the devil. He didn't notice, having finally gotten the hang of scrolling. He paused on an image of Spica making a rude gesture at the camera with a large smile.

“You... make it bigger by tapping it, correct?”

“Ah, yes! You've got the hang of it. That's her.”

He peered at the image for several seconds, then shook his head, handing back the phone. He didn't seem to notice that he didn't have to reach very far to do so. “No, I don't recognize her.”

I'm going to have to trust that he is not lying on this. I seem to be putting a lot of trust in someone I just met—and a devil, no less!—but again I remind myself, if he had wanted to harm me, he certainly would have done so by now...

… wouldn't he?

She glanced over at him again, once again noting how much larger than her he was, emphasized again by being so close to him. Her head came up to about his chest. It would be awkward to move further away now, won't it? Would he be offended? Or is he already offended with me being right here? Ah, I don't know! I feel like the closer I am to him, the less I can think clearly. Is it fear—fear that I am refusing to consciously acknowledge—driving me mad?

She changed the subject in her mind, then verbally. “As I was saying a bit ago, Spica doesn't seem to understand my or Jillian's behavior very well. She assumed Jillian would be spending the night at her—well, I suppose they aren't girlfriends yet, as this was their first outing... Ah, anyways, Jillian is not the type to go that far on a first date! So Spica probably thinks—or hopes—that Jillian will discover my body this morning, and might be waiting to hear if she does before heading back here. That would further distance her from the crime, just in case it does get investigated.”

It would be so traumatic for Jillian to find me torn apart... I really have misjudged Spica. I thought she was simply quirky, rude, and annoying, but it seems she has a very cruel streak.

“Jillian also has one of these... mobile phones, correct? Can Spica contact her with that?”

Noel nodded. “I requested that Jillian simply ignore any texts from her today.”

“She simply agreed to such an odd request? You did not give her details, I would hope.” His eyes were narrowed at her.

She frowned. “Is that important? I trust Jillian completely.”

“I do not.” He glared down at her in a manner she found a bit aloof.

Her frown deepened. She was more than a bit sensitive about people saying anything negative about Jillian after how horrid her parents treated her friend. “You haven't even met her!” “And I do not intend to. I have doubts she'd be as casual as you appear to be when meeting a Great Devil.”

“Ah, that is true...” Jillian had been prone to panic attacks in the last few years, and seeing someone like him would certainly give her a large one. Noel shook her head. “It does not matter. I hope to have this mystery solved before the end of the weekend, and so your paths might not even cross.”

“Hmm.” She was beginning to grow a little annoyed by the non-committal noises he'd make—as if he was thinking everything she said was just slightly idiotic or doubtful. He is the one who chose to contract with me after all, for heavens knows what terms... he doesn't need to be so snooty about it! He could have just gone home!

If he had, however, she would have been dealing with this situation alone—or worse, Jillian would insist on helping her, and she didn't like the idea of her timid friend in danger. She let out a sigh.

“The point you were making—you think I should stay hidden from Spica, correct?”

“Yes. Let's keep the fact that you're alive from her as long as we can. Once she learns you aren't dead, or maimed, she may try again, depending on what her true motives were and what her cohorts demand.”

“We can assume those cohorts are Burrows, Becker, and Lorenzi—possibly more. I will not trust any members of the faculty going forward, and must also consider that other students are involved. For example, Ribellio, Spica's boyfriend... I can't really see him wanting to harm anyone, but where Spica is concerned, his behavior is very unpredictable.” She gave the devil an awkward expression. “I do not mean to make unfounded accusations, but I suspect Spica may be abusing him.”

“If he was chosen by them to perform the ceremony, then he's at least part of their plan. It doesn't matter if he's being manipulated or forced to or not. He can't be trusted. You'll need to be just as wary of him as Spica.”

“I will be.” Noel frowned. “You said you couldn't go out in public with me, and that going out in public was alone was dangerous for me, so I am not certain where precisely you suggest we hide from her.”

He thought for a moment. “Does this building have any unused rooms, like an attic?”

“Yes, but the attic entrance is in Spica's room.”

“Could you get into it without her knowing?”

“She's extremely messy, I don't think it will be difficult. But do you really think we should hide up there all day?” Noel wasn't sure how she felt about that. What exactly would we do to pass the time?

A very unusual thought entered her mind, and she physically shook her head to chase it out. Once again, he didn't seem to notice her slightly strange behavior.

“Yes. We'll be able to hear her when Spica comes back and potentially gain a little insight into her motives by what she does next. It won't be that long before sunset.”

“If you say so,” Noel said with a grimace, carefully standing. “Um, I'll need to get dressed now.”

He nodded. “Do that.”

She waited. He didn't move, simply looking at her with sharp red eyes. She gave him an expectant look. He only blinked.

She let out a huff, shaking her head and gathering her clothing before heading into the small bathroom to change. He didn't seem to understand her annoyance. She thought she heard him mutter something as she closed the door, but she wasn't certain.

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