#It was so fun and agonizing playing this scene out lol
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Sooo, throughout a certain fun and awesome DnD campaign my OC, Deuce, has been a part of, he's been sheepishly attracted to this NPC professor, Seymour. After some failed attempts at flirting, he finally got the nerve to be direct and ask a very important question....
#DnD#Deuce#Seymour#OCs#Gay#I love this bashful brute#I hope he finds happiness ;w;#It was so fun and agonizing playing this scene out lol
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IM BACK CUZ IM MENTALLY UNWELL OK. and yes you’re the best sub Leon writer 😏🥱 and yes I liked it, SITTING ON HIS FACE? 😍🥱
I’m so sorry for blasting ur req box but YOURE AN ACTUALLY GOOD SUB LEON WRITER SO can you blame me?
concept: idk why but re4 Leon is so free use coded and so imagine he is on a mission with a new assigned partner but she’s an asshole to him (“fuck off man, I can do it myself, “I don’t need your help”, “you’re too nice and gonna be taken advantage of 😐”, etc. You get the gist) and his goofy ass just tryna be nice and helpful, cuz this is leon we are talking about. But the fun part ⁉️ they have cameras installed in the hideout they are saying at for security purposes. But ofc, Leon always tries to check on reader to make sure she’s ok - even if she’s an asshole to him. AND YK WHAT READER DOES 😭 she’s way too horny and just goes at it, girl got a masturbation problem on god. Every night. One night - wrong time and place - Leon opens his laptop to see the cameras making sure she’s ok AND HELP HE SEES HER … yk. And he feels guilty like he shouldn’t watch but he does anyways. And this goes on for weeks. Until one night he’s sick and tired of her always being so mean and he accidentally lets it slip that he’s been watching her LOL AND SHES LIKE UHM BOY WHAT 🙄⁉️ and he tries to play it off like “I didnt mean to” but like, my brother in Christ… you’ve been watching every night for weeks 🤨 wdym you didn’t mean to? ANYWAYS LONG STORY SHORT SHE PUNISHES HIM AND HEAVYYYY ON THE FREE USE THING. Love you bae 😘
i made a couple minor changes just for convenience :) fem reader she/her pronouns!
also i didn’t write the smex scene IM SORRY but i have been working on this all day and i need to get to other asks but i promise i’ll write some more free use in the future because it’s so smexy
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"look, i know you don't like me-"
"oh? really? tell me what you think you know, kennedy," you scowl at him, and though it spooks him just a little, he tries to seem unphased.
he frowns, not hurt by your words but definitely concerned that you'll make a bad partner, "you don't need to be this hostile. we're allies. we're supposed to have each other's backs."
"right..." your voice echos, and leon knows that if it came down to it, you wouldn't protect him, wouldn't save him, would barely help him. he's practically on his own for this mission, just has an extra body with him to shoot at the bad guys.
it hurts, to some degree, because even without knowing you well, and even with you being cold and rude to him, he knows he'd come to your rescue in a heartbeat. something about him feels fond of you, even though in your entire time knowing leon kennedy, you haven't said one nice thing to him.
he thinks that maybe he likes that you've never been nice to him. he doesn't really know what to do with that thought.
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leon is proved wrong.
despite the harshness of your words, you come to his rescue, fighting off the villager who almost decapitated him with an axe like both of your lives depend on it (because they do).
he watches you fight nervously, but when you come out on top, aside from the gash wound you take to the hip, he feels his heart skip a beat.
"this is what happens when you hurt my partner," you groan, holding your side, trying to speak through the pain even though leon can see the blood seeping between your fingers.
you whisper something in your victim's ear, something leon can't quite make out, before you kill him. leon wonders what it was briefly. he decides it doesn’t matter.
you both breathe a sigh of relief, but it's short lived as you collapse to the ground. you saved him. you got hurt saving him.
"here, let me help you," he mutters, coming over to you, not even stopping to ask if you want his help because he knows you'll say no, "stop fighting me. you're hurt and i need to patch you up."
the pain is agonizing, but even through gritted teeth and tense breaths, you push through it. he has to commend you a little bit, you're tougher than you look.
but when you try to push his hand away, claiming "i'm fine, kennedy," he sees the struggle in your face, hears the hurt in your voice. his heart seems to stop. he's worried, "i can do it myself, you don't have to- fuck, dude, i don't need your help-."
"-just relax, okay? i got you..”
you don't have the strength to push him away, but you know you shouldn't anyway, so you just slouch back against the wall and try to breathe, "fine, just fuckin... hurry up."
"i'm just trying to take care of you. we're partners, right? i gotta look out for you," he smiles, trying to lighten the mood even slightly. he wishes that this would be the time the barriers come down, that those skyscraper walls that prevented him from coming any closer to you emotionally could come crashing down, if only for a moment.
"you don't have to do anything. you're choosing to put yourself in danger to help me," you groan as you lean back, looking up at the ceiling, "suprised that no one's tried to take advantage of your willingness to help before."
"someone did," he mutters annoyedly, focusing more on the wound then it being your wound, on your body. his eyebrows, almost naturally furrowed from years of stress, somehow make his face even more sad to gaze upon. it's not that he's unattractive, far from it, but he's... worn. tired. a piece of your heart, no matter how far you keep away from him, aches in sympathy.
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leon carries you back to the safe room, a hideout you both are using to rest and recover in while you plot your next move. he lays his jacket on the ground to at least give you something comfortable to lie on. you don't look comfortable, but he can't do anything else to help you.
he looks through his things, trying to concoct something that will at least make you feel a little bit better. he finds a first aid spray, and his heart jumps out of his chest in excitement. he uses it to take care of your wound, and waits for you to wake up from your unconscious state.
he decides to go back out, hoping to maybe find some other things to help you both on your mission. he knows you'll berate him for leaving on his own, risking his own life needlessly. but god if he didn't imagine what it would be like if he found something you could really use, and watch your eyes light up. even if you didn't like him, you'd be happy. he wants to see you smile, to praise him for a job well done.
he cringes at how pathetic it sounds, but he sets off either way, leaving you wrapped in his jacket with a note from him saying what he's doing.
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he doesn't do it intentionally. at least... not the first time. genuinely, he just wanted to check up on you, make sure you were alive and breathing and safe. and you definitely were.
he doesn't know why its so hypnotizing, why he can't put his goddamn phone away with the stupid security app on it. of course it's you, though. you're hypnotizing.
he watches every pixel, every distorted view of you touching yourself in the safe room, obviously unaware that he could... see this. he's glad there's no audio, or else he'd be unable to control himself, even in an abandoned building surrounded by zombies. maybe its the years that haven hardened him, burned the fear out of his soul and numbed him to the presence of those things, but he doesn't feel anything but uncontrollable desire right now.
have you been doing it the whole time? you both had spilt off from each other multiple times, and he would almost be upset at the idea that every time he was fighting for his life and barely, barely winning that fight each time, you were getting off a couple hundred feet from him in another room... if it wasn't so fucking hot to watch you masturbate.
he keeps watching until he notices that you're having an orgasm, body twitching and your chest heaving up and down as you take deep breathes. it's so fucking sexy, leon probably could have cum on the spot if he watched anymore.
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you keep doing it. he keeps watching it. over the course of the mission (of course he had to be stuck on a long, secluded recon mission with you of all people) he's watched you too many times. he doesn't think he has enough fingers to count how many times, which either means he's been on this mission longer than he thought or you have a fucking addiction. he's almost kind of impressed at how efficient you are. takes you 10 minutes tops, and then you just get back up and keep on trucking? his sentimental, post-nut ass could never.
and, though you recovered from your wound, you haven't displayed any sense of gratitude for leon taking care of you when you passed out after getting hurt. not that he expects it, truthfully. you saved his life, he saved yours. you were even.
he just doesn't feel like he's broken any new ground. he feels like, if anything, you feel even further away, emotionally. he's about had it.
"hey, we need to talk," he says, ominously; he doesn't intend it to be so, "i understand you don't like me. it's fine. i don't even care anymore. but i am tired of you talking to me like i'm a pushover."
you look over at him, reloading your gun with a displeased look on your face. leon hates the inner urge he has to cave and apologize to you, as if his body would rather give up any sense of dignity he still has in favor of being slightly more tolerable to you.
"well? are you going to say something?"
you scoff, looking away, "didn't know you were so fucking sensitive, kennedy," and you turn around, ready to walk out, before he snaps,
"this isn't a pleasure trip. sorry you're not having a good time."
"clearly you're having a good time with all the pleasure you're giving yourself while i'm trying not to die."
he stops. panicking. trying to think of how to spin the words he just said and make it not sound like he knew every tell you had when you were about to cum or exactly how you touch yourself in order to get yourself off quickly.
you stop as well. and you look back at him with this expression on your face that is completely unreadable.
maybe it wasn't the best move to reveal the only card he had left to play if it mean he would get this reaction out of you considering that, again, you so clearly do not like him.
... right?
"what... did you say, kennedy?" you ask, pure venom in your voice. it's not a question, you so clearly heard him correctly.
"i- i'm sorry, i didn't mean to say that-"
"have you been watching me?" you take a step closer, eyes boring into his soul so intensely he can't make eye contact. he has no way out of this situation. he feels out of breath, nervous, god why are you getting so close to him? "answer me, leon," not kennedy, leon, "have you been watching me masturbate?"
he looks up, trying to keep himself from making eye contact. he knows the second he looks into your eyes, he will be putty in your hands, free for you to mold into whatever you'd like. he knows you're not looking at him with distain like usual, it's something else.
something hungry.
"yeah," he breathes, barely getting the world out at all. you take a deep breath, as if you're debating what you're going to do.
"what you did was wrong, you see that, right?"
"yes, i know, but-"
you scoff, annoyed. god why in this moment, just inches away from you, you notice the moles on his neck, the angle of his jaw, the entrancing aura of his eyes. it's so damn distracting, and you have to pull yourself together, "but nothing. you watched me without my consent, you got off on it, didn't you?"
"god, you're making it sound so bad, i... i'm sorry, okay? how can i make it up to you?" he asks, trying so damn hard as always to please.
this is where you come to realize that maybe you didn't hate leon kennedy all this time. maybe you found yourself too comfortable, too at ease in his presence. maybe he was safe and sweet and gentle and it didn't sit right because nothing in a world with zombies and bioweapons and cults and parasites was gentle. but leon is.
you look down, considering your options, "i have an idea. you're free to refuse and we go back to before, and you get nothing from me. do you want to hear it?"
"sure?"
you take a breath, going for it, "i’ll be… blunt. if you couldn’t tell, i’m a bit.. insatiable. i need something to get myself off now that i’m getting bored of my own hands out here. you help me, and i’ll forgive you for watching me.”
his thoughts stop. he genuinely can’t put together a coherent thought, what did you mean? "are you.. are you fucking serious? you barely speak to me, every time you do speak to me you act like i'm the scum of the earth, you act like i'm not here when i saved your ass and carried you and patched you up, i-”
you cut him off with a kiss. it’s not gentle, it’s rough and messy and your fingers dig into the skin of his cheeks, leaving him red and breathless. he finally gets it. you don’t want him to help you, you want to use him.
he lets you push him down, pin his body to the wall as you kiss him breathless. he lets you dig your nails into his neck even if it hurts. he lets you touch and kiss him as rough or as gentle as you like. and you don’t like being gentle, clearly.
“use me,” he whispers between kisses, and when you pull away, eyeing him intently, as if urging him to explain himself, he does, “do whatever you want. just keep going until you’re satisfied. don’t… don’t hold back. whatever pleases you… i want that. i want to please you.”
“awh, you just want me to be happy with you, don’t you?” you coo at him, endeared by his selflessness. truly a good man in a bad world, “that’s all you’ve ever wanted, hm? for me to like you?”
his resolve cracks just a little bit more, “uhm, yeah…” he his voice is shaky, unsteady, and he just needs to give in.
“then you’re going to let me do this every single time in horny and need something to get myself off. i’m going to do whatever i want to you, and i’m not going to ask. you’re just going to let me. if you don’t, then we go right back to being enemies, and you really don’t want that, right?”
he stutters aimlessly, his knees going weak. he’d truly be done for if you weren’t hold him up with a strength he did not know you had.
and you just keep going, “i’m not going to ask or care if it’s a bad time. i want it to be inconvenient, uncomfortable, ill-timed. i want it to be permanently in your head that i can have you whenever i want you. that i can do whatever i want to you.”
“only i get to have you, got it?”
“g-got it,” he mutters weakly, feeling your hands on him, touching him in places he hasn’t been touched in a while. he didn’t realize how desperate he was.
“only i get to touch you, only i… get to fuck you.”
he nods helplessly.
“it’s too bad i didn’t bring a dildo in my bag when we set off for this mission, because i would so fuck you with it until you’re seeing stars and apologizing for going behind my back… but i suppose i’ll just have to satisfy myself with your cock…”
#sub leon kennedy#leon kennedy#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x you#leon s. kennedy#leon kennedy smut#sub leon kennedy smut#resident evil#leon kennedy resident evil#resident evil smut#reader insert#smut#sub!leon#re2r leon#re2 smut#re2#re2r#re4#re4 leon#re4 remake#re4 smut#resident evil 4
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tagged by @bropunzeling and @postoperation 💕
Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of—for whatever reason.
first fic (on ao3): perspective, a star wars (legends) eu rarepair fic that i wrote for yuletide in 2011 that honestly was like pulling teeth at the time and i don’t think i’ve ever reread. i crossposted and then deleted some social network fic but i honestly don’t remember if i ever backdated any of it correctly anyway so this is probably the first one regardless since i got an ao3 specifically to participate in yuletide in 2011
last fic: make a better mistake, the brady/quinn home by now timestamp i put on here the other day. i don’t have much to say about this really except that it was fun to write out one of the bits of their backstory, which i have a lot of thoughts and feelings about
fic for a fandom/ship i only wrote once: don’t read the last page, broadchurch pornography i wrote in the year of someone’s lord 2021 after rewatching because my mom hadn’t seen it and wanted to. i wrote so much het porn in 2021 and yet i still can barely bring myself to write any of the common slang terms for vagina 💀
favorite fic in the fandom/ship with the most works: well in the summer of 2012 i was possessed by demons and wrote two then-avengers/now-mcu fics but i can’t say i like either of them. i guess i think this one is better, if pressed. honestly i don't feel a need to delete them but i am glad that no one ever seems to read them lol
fic i wish more people read: the sky is big enough, which i feel like i've said before! i really like how it came together but dropping 15k unannounced and unheralded on a medium-sized fandom and peacing out isn't exactly the best way to attract readers 😂 at least it exists for me to pretend is part of the game of thrones canon
fic you agonized over the most: this is kind of a toss-up. on the one hand, it took me the better part of six months to write preference, which clocks in at a not actually all that long 37k, because for mysterious reasons it was just a really slow story for me to pick through and i had to put a lot of thought into what i could do with each scene since the structure (which i imposed on myself btw. i made this problem) is so limiting. on the other hand the actual writing sessions for home by now were easy and productive but the story took ten whole entire months of my life, a major characterization revision just under halfway through, and a major pacing evening-out three quarters of the way through. both involved a lot of crying about whether the story was actually good.
fic that sprang fully formed from my mind without any effort: okay this is a throwback and also such a rarepair as in the only fic in the tag but years ago i wrote jt compher/his college teammate kevin lohan and it was just such an enjoyable story to write because i had a clear vision of the arc and it came together neatly and the non-linear structure meant i got to play with some fun juxtaposition. anyway: instructions for dancing
a story i'm proud of: this is not the end. was this a ridiculous thing to write in any year, much less the year 2020? sure. but write it i did, and it was the first novel-length story i ever successfully wrote, much less completed and edited and posted. and i think it's a nice story! proud of myself for getting over the long story hump and proud of myself for doing it while also doing graduate school. and proud of myself for finding something to do with my time so that my entire life didn't just become work and grad school in 2020.
#i'm not tagging anyone bc idr who's already been tagged but if you feel moved you can pretend i tagged you#my fic
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From your WIP list, I'd love to hear more about destiel theatre bitches AU, it sounds so fun!
:')))) firstly, thank you again for tagging me; and second, oh bOY here we go (it's an honor tyty)
so I've got less for this rn but I feel like I'm always kinda chipping at it lately. it's insanely self-indulgent (i did my degrees in theatre and simply think the inner dynamics of a theatre program are so funny), and i could not help but immediately latch onto the idea of Dean as a tech theatre professor who heads the scene shop (aka where they build sets and do all that jazz) (a job that in this AU, Bobby used to do, before taking a step back and (almost) retiring). (he probably also loves to act a lil <3)
figuring out where Castiel went was a little trickier, but then it occurred to me to try him on as like -- a directing (and likely also theatre history?) professor. someone who's downright good at taking charge of a situation, knows and cares about the Lore, and he absolutely would have the most batshit taste in plays. time to get these crazy Kansas kids to do some absurdism. he's new to the department (a recommendation from dear friend Meg, an acting professor) and is gonna be a shitstarter <333
from my immensely unhelpful notes doc:
The premise is just gonna be like - a really fucking chaotic school year. I just love mess. Dean and Cas are gonna get put in charge of shit together and it’s gonna be a mess, they’re gonna be best friends and fall in love and be SO STUPID ABOUT IT. agonizing. clown town usa.
in a more concise way: i imagined that they get paired up to work on their first production of the season together and it's just. a madhouse. naturally bc they're them, they end up getting on like a house on fire while also playing in the space of we both kinda need to have control that's p familiar to their dynamic. lots of push and pull. shenanigans, even. best friends but Watch Out. teacher4teacher AU with sexual tension to the nth degree.
so many of the supporting characters get to round out the faculty and staff (Charlie in particular here is a favorite, as one of Dean's tech theatre compatriots) (along with Sam who starts on the outside but is a fervent supporter), and even the students. Jack, Claire, and Kevin, among a few others are definitely witnesses to this chaos. yes they are taking bets on it
also Chuck is the dean (lol) of their little corner of school, and his whole secret life as Carver Edlund will definitely have a role to play in this somewhere that I am trying to finalize.
also writing this out really helped encourage the process, thank you ahhhhhh <3
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I'm a huge Daemond shipper but I like my content to be toxic with non con elements I'll be honest.
In the show , Aemond is very awkward and even borderline scared when face to face with the whore at the brothel so the concept of Daemon using Aemond's uncomfortable, sexual insecurities to both humiliate and degrade him is top tier perfection!.
P.s ' I only like bottom Aemond '. Thanks for letting me share ☺️
oh, we're talking spicy things today!! 🔥obviously nsfw and discussions of darker elements, so pls read with caution!
I do love a good sweet fic, but I gotta say...there's something about the toxic vibes that just hits different. And especially with Daemon/Aemond because their fates are so tragic, their souls so entwined. There's such a fine line between love and loathing, between admiration and envy. I think they both find it easier to lean into their anger. And honestly? I think they both get off on it.
I can just imagine them being in the same castle at some point during the Dance, maybe Winterfell or Storm's End or somewhere in the Riverlands. And blows have been dealt by both sides, they're both deeply hurt and filled with rage. But they're here on this sort of neutral ground, as it were, having agreed not to harm one another and exchanging seething glances from across the room.
And then, late at night, one of them goes to the other's chambers.
I feel like it would be Aemond. At this point in time, Daemon isn't quite as reckless as he was in his younger years. Aemond, however, still has his moments of pure, unbridled chaos, especially when near the Rogue Prince. He goes to Daemon's chamber, dagger in hand and though he's uncertain of his own intentions, he can't seem to stop himself.
Imagine his shock when he finds his uncle isn't abed. Instead, he's waiting for Aemond.
Both have blades, and skillful as they are, both manage to strike their targets, resulting in tattered clothes and a few bloody slashes, though none are deep enough to be of any concern. Soon, the blades are forgotten and it becomes something far more primal, all fists and teeth. They're on the floor, Daemon on top of Aemond, his hands around his throat. And Aemond all but whimpers.
This is where he wants to be.
Despite the betrayal, the cruelty, the war...in this moment, all they want is each other.
There is nothing soft in their touches. Every kiss is claiming, and by the end of the night, they'll both be covered in bruises. Aemond, admittedly, sporting more than Daemon, and he'll cherish every ache. Every reminder of the agonizing pleasure given him by his uncle.
OKAY SORRY I GOT REALLY DISTRACTED.
I 1000% agree Aemond definitely loves to be degraded (he also loves to be praised, but humiliation just hits all the right spots). I think he has a lot of deeply rooted shame because of the way he was raised in the Faith. Not to mention Aegon took him to a brothel when he was so young. He has a lot of complex feelings around sex.
I love the idea that Daemon plays with that. Daemon loves making his nephew blush. He loves watching how shy he gets, batting his lashes as he sinks to his knees. Aemond shivers every time he's called "nephew" or, his personal favourite, "boy". Especially if he says it in High Valyrian.
The way Daemon would whisper in his ear, gripping his silver hair to the point of pain. "Do you like that, Taoba? Do you like when your prince uses you as he wishes?"
In terms of bottom Aemond, I felt similarly until I saw ep10. Everything changed after this scene:
He's so primal. His movements are almost feline and he's so supremely confident. As much as I love bottom Aemond, I can't stop thinking about dom Aemond...I'm really tempted to write some fun Aemond/reader things...
Anyway, sorry for the long post!! I got distracted by the spice and now I have like ten more fic ideas lol. Shout-out to anon for starting this wonderful convo and seriously y'all, keep 'em coming. I'm LIVING for all of this. Let's talk about Daemon. Let's talk about Aemond. Let's talk about Daemond.
And let me know if I should write some Aemond/reader stuff. Maybe I'll write some headcanons for Aemond/reader or Daemon/Aemond. Who knows! But the fics are coming and please keep sending your thoughts, I'm eating them up!
#daemond#daemon x aemond#asks welcome#asks and replies#targcest#i really don't know what this was#but i'm living for it
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miss 2n2n... ! ! can you list your absolute favorite outfits for Tsukasa? Across canon, AUs, or even one-time illustrations? (Maybe... Amane also? If you wouldn't mind! 🙏)
YOSH! HERE WE GO! I'll do my best ... to remember them all!!
I'll put it under a cut because it will be so damn long
TSUKASA!!! first!
Honestly, #1 best most favorite outfit is... his stock-standard kimono+hakama+western shirt set-up. You know in many series, you really are chomping at the bit for an outfit change, not SO for Jibaku Shounen!!!!
every detail is so entrancing. and so fitting for Tsukasa. The dark black silk with a shimmering texture, very oversized and slouched over his shoulders, nearly falling off, carelessly slack. It conveys his demeanor perfectly ... a kind of sloppiness that actually is naturally graceful and feminine? The kimono bowing outwards creates an amazing 'frame' for his chest, and the slit at the center, creating some sort of, truly intoxicating Zone. The shirt lacks prominent visible buttons, more sleek than Hanako.....
~~~~ zone of pure luxury~~~~~~~
The hakama meanwhile with its front-bow, just continues the party, attention drawn there for shots when Aida wants you to be forced to gaze at his crotch uncontrollably. The many straps also pulling everything in about the waist, pinching, remind you that he's really tiny under there, under all the extra kimono fabric. I really like how utterly microscopic he feels beneath it all. The hakama really billows and floats and lifts up with twirls and air like a pleated skirt, so scenes of him showing off are breathtaking. But the shoes+socks that match Hanako ALMOST lend this, bizarre, crossdressing vibe to the whole feminine allure, I have no idea how to put it. But I love that the red finally comes into play there, and his top and bottom mirror his brother to call back to their twinhood.
I love that the inner fabric is often colored a blood red, it's just again so lurid and entrancing.
so hard to really order the rest! it'll get looser.
TANABATA MATCHING YUKATA BOYS!!!! ACK ACK ACK
The reveal of these yukata hit me like a truck at the time I saw them. Amane in the dark, moon-themed yukata, while Tsukasa wears the light, sun-themed attire; for both boys, this is one of the top outfits for them. GORGEOUS, HEARTBREAKING, MAKES ME EMOTIONAL. I LOVE that they are TRADING their usual symbolic imagery, adorned in one another's imagery .. some lovely symbol of, connection, adoration? I LOVE THE BIG BOW OBI!!!! I love that Amane's is a rich, vibrant color to contrast his, while Tsukasa's is dark! MATCHING DINOSAUR MASKS!!! This-- image is everything, it's like, eviscerating me every time. I wish they could figure out kissing at this day,,, like this. Beautiful utterly agonizing outfits.
I really love Ghost Hotel boy!!!
the night-time blouse is just so cute and... thematic? Scary, haha? It implies so much so quickly, so narratively effective, it's a perfect pairing for the overtly sinister vampire Amane. I love, love the pillow and blanket, further alluding that he was killed in BED, and, the little frills and flounces on it. He feels so simple and humble, and yet, the long trailing tail also makes it feel like a dress or night-gown, right? White is always nice on an innocent Tsukasa!
now we get into more ah, random boys?
fucking dinosaur kigu boys top tier amazing
incredible. I dunno I love that Tsukasa's is red and purple. Amane's is this green and red (green feels so basic in a way...). I love that Tsukasa has the really cool and exotic toys of mosasaur (?) and plesiosaur (?) while Amane has more basic triceratops and trex. He really is 'normal'. I love that they have, on their, white tops under the kigu??? Why lol? Their respective different collars are seen. Why did this image happen? I don't know, but, it's fantastic, and, I love to see it.... please have fun boys....
a boy of jimmy jams....
from a random Picture Perfect era image. Little dinosaur in his pocket... holding his halo in his hand... long looong shirt, like dress, cute bow on chest.... his top looks longer and more dress-ish than Amane's, which has a trim more similar to his gakuran. Tsukasa looks nice in white as always! I wish he was always this comfy looking.
overall, I love Tsukasa in more frilly, fanciful, ornate clothing. these petal-like sleeves... evoking flowers or feathers... he is Amane's protected treasure, isn't he?
a delicate flower, your otouto you killed. Wonderful! I guess in this kind of garb, it feels like taking what the hakama+kimono provides, and, just increases the volume, this, graceful and pretty quality of Tsukasa's, something Amane lacks.
overall, I love traditional clothing for Tsukasa, so I loved this boy, too.
in particular I REALLY like the striped bow cinching it, and the placement of the bow more askew, all irregularly off to the side and slack, it's very 'Tsukasa'! It has so much going on with its patterns.... and with this emerald butterfly fan, again that, wonderful feminine grace is happening, right? Love it.
the. grim reaper
the Tsukasa from the 'Ace King' or whatever cardset AU. This Tsukasa's Amane is implied to have taken his fucking eyes out? And now he appears to live beneath Amane's DERANGED EVIL CORPSE ARMY KINGDOM OF ASH AND BONE castle. Amane is so overtly VILLAINOUS in that AU, and the Tsukasa to match him is this-- CLOWNISH, SILLY, FUNNY LITTLE GRIM REAPER THING???? WHAT ARE WE DOING IN THIS AU??? Will we EVER know more???? But like the look is wonderful, I love the jester collar drooping around his neck, I love the striped pants, I love the scythe, gloves. I think about him. Would love to know you.
this guy....
now this 'sort of' outfit isn't typically my thing but it has a lot of details that make me go, "hi?" like, seemingly Tsukasa wearing the world's shortest shorts under his ...... skirt? hakama? I cannot tell where the shirt/top ends and the 'hakama' begins so it has a weird dress vibe, but a dress with the big hakama slits in the side, making it some sortof slutty outfit. I could stare at this for a long time and still not UNDERSTAND what his clothes are doing. He really feels like he forgot to wear pants.
AND NOW.... AMANE TIME!!!!
well, honestly, it's all the same as before: his standard outfit is, phenomenal. Change nothing about it. I LOVE the gakuran, and I LOVE the mods AidaIro have made to the standard gakuran to customize it to Amane.
He feels like a labor of love, as he didn't ALWAYS have the red trim along the edges of his jacket .. it was added in after the pilot. It really creates this lewd picture frame, and like Tsukasa's hakama bow, it makes you zero in on his crotch in some images. All this... shocking red, right at his waist, in a perfect ^. Ugh... what deranged madman came up with that trim? As a result of it, his red motif carried from hat, to trim, to socks-- HIS SOCKS, WHICH ALSO, DID NOT USED TO SHOW ALL THE TIME!!! In early volumes, Amane's pants are long enough to basically always cover his ankles, save for certain poses! BUT AIDA BECOMES.. OBSESSED WITH EXPOSING HIS RED KNITTED SOCKS! And... I don't blame her!! They are the PERFECT little flirtation of color, but at this point, his school slacks are like capris, lol. It's so unique, then.
The material of his jacket is so... vividly thick, but tight, it always wraps around his ribcage tightly. I love how viscerally it 'shelfs' on top of his thick, leather belt; you can always make out the shape of his belt beneath the jacket. It 'rests' on top of the belt. The belt, which almost always peeks its buckle just through the ^ of the gakuran's petals, which so resemble the roof of the red house in their shapes-- ALSO A DETAIL AIDA DID NOT START THIS MANGA DOING, but gradually became addicted to depicting..... perfected.... the belt.....
His ever-deeply-tucked-in shirt often baaaaarely teased as the jacket rides up, ugh, this flash of white, I live for it, it feels tantalizing.
Meanwhile, the high collar feels tight, enclosed, so the moment even 1 button of the gakuran is wrestled open by shenanigans, it feels like a great loosening of Amane's strictures. The softer, wrinklier fabric of his undershirt feels delicate beneath, but is so clustered. His neck is such an incredibly busy zone, shots that detail it are very captivating to me. The double-collar is decadent.
His buttons are so cartoonishly big they make him look like a gingerbread man, he has 1 fewer than the typical gakuran, for some reason, so there are too few of them to be spaced sanely at a normal size, so they have to increase in size to spread over the area it seems. They are like huge gumdrops. I want to eat them off. Homf. The sakura detail beveled on the buttons is pretty normal for a gakuran of certain era, very ornate and beautiful detail though on an otherwise sleek boy. A touch of something delicate for flower-boy....
The gakuran has shoulder pads, which make these pointed tips out of Amane's slim weedy shoulders, giving him a more traditionally masculine appearance. It's imposing and impressive and boyish, I dunno...
Amane feels like a sleek sports car, he's so tastefully tricked out in key zones, but mostly a smooth silhouette ... and then his tsueshiro adds that little flavor of, what at first comes across as heroic and mystical, but carries a kinda, Villain In A Cape vibe as the manga goes on.
He feels.. incredibly 'held in place'-- everything is TIGHT, MULTILAYERED, KEPT IN LINE. When merely his HAT comes off or is pulled askew, it feels like Amane is falling apart!! If I think about him just finally taking off the jacket, I'll faint.... its the perfect outfit, it makes you want to peel him apart, beg him to let go of, something, let loose, untie-- perfect contrast to Tsukasa's loose, draping, pleating, billowing, floating fabrics, falling off his shoulders, pulling from his chest....
DELUXE VERSION DINOSAUR ACCESSORIES SPECIAL BOY!!!
THE DRIP!!!!! HE HAS IT ALL.... HANDSOMENESS OF GHOST, CHARM OF NORMAL BOY WHO LOVE DINOSAUR, IT'S THE POWER OF AMANE--!!!!
as for other Amane......... I love TURTLENECK BOY. who is FREQUENT
in random images, in AUs, whenever wherever possible, Amane's gakuran is replaced by an equally stylish and captivating black turtleneck.... fucking sexy!!!!! fucking elegant!!!!!!!! hot!!!!!!!! I have nothing else to say, it just looks soooo good!!!! PLEASE, 100 MORE IMAGES OF TURTLENECK AMANE...!!! High collars are just suited to him through and through... in any world!!!
if I had to pick a fav here though it'd be the ice skating boy, I really love the slack jacket over top the turtleneck... and he feels so small, beneath everything, its nice to see him wearing less. All the other boys have multiple layers as Amane typically does, a jacket over top of the turtleneck.... but that one at least has it shrugged down, which makes him feel so small..... ♥
As much as I like Tsukasa in beautiful traditional clothing, I love Amane in it, too! But it's rarer for him to wear it (and often he wears his ENTIRE GAKURAN underneath it, which honestly ruins it, come on!!!)
this gold color is utterly irresistible on him, matching his eyes.... I love when Amane gets put in gold, overall, but its rarely an outfit I really like... I feel so lucky he has gold in this! Rare illustration! the white shirt more exposed is gorgeous.... its so rewarding to see Amane in an outfit like Tsukasa's... he can be beautiful too sometimes maybeee~~ heehee~~
on a similar wavelength, I really like the shroud he dons to save Yashiro from the village people in Sumire's boundary .... despite that he's wearing his whole damn outfit under it,
the veil being a golden-orange is just so beautiful on him, his eyes brought out... the white fabric otherwise, quite rare on the sinful Amane, its very lovely...
next up... I love when Amane looks so Normal.
when he is just a normal boy in normal clothes, extremely... simple... plain... I don't know... he feels so 'Amane'.... this feels like the ... earnest... real.... boy. The boy, Amane... its like. He is my boyfriend suddenly. My normal, normal boyfriend. In his shirt and pants and sneakers. We will ride the bus home. I would love to go on a date with him *touches screen* ah.... so nice to see like this... I want 100 very normal Amane images..... he likes to, read books. He likes rocket ship and dinosaur. Normal normal normal boy
speaking of normal boys,
urrgghhh normal boy ... bandaids on his knees... all over his hands....... it's AMAZING to see AMANE in such, utterly mundane, modern day clothes, this dressed down, this casual, it's like WHAT???? red sweater. He is so cuuuuuute argh. Going to take care of his hamster,, and rat, Nene and Tsukasa. Godbless, what a wonderful caretaker I'm sure he is. I'm sure they have no hope of ever escaping him. And who would want to...? This is a once in a lifetime boy....
Speaking of normal boys,
I like Amane in pajamas too.... ♥ ah so simple and charming and cute and sweet.... its so nice to see him in something comfortable and easygoing, loose. A simpler time, right? Not so preened and conditioned, not held in place.... rolling around with his brother... sigh!!
Those are the ultimate favorites for Amane, but there are more wildcards of 'images I sure do think about a lot or look at a lot'.................................
I think about this Amane a lot. He's dressed like some sort of, 1950s, dad, what the fuck ... the plaid pants, its like, christmas morning and he's come down to sit on his special leather chair with his, wife, Nene. He's wearing like. a smoking jacket or something. The textures on it are absolutely tantalizing though, I'm pretty weak to this era of robes actually ... and Amane in such casual slack flannel pants, urgh. What an inexplicable look. It's somehow still pretty 'Amane' .... why is he in a tie if hes otherwise in such "just chilling around the house" wear? I'll never know ... he's pretty nice with it though. I would like to blow him...... ?
this is one classic boy.
very captivated by his knitted undershirt's thick texture, its tightness, and his legwarmers or thick socks... his red, tights...?? His short jacket is VERY alluring, just covering his shoulders like a tiny cape.... ornate around his wrists, big button in the center, he's simply incredibly handsome ....
ohhh the valentine's boy ....
This sort of outfit is honestly more 'busy' than I typically like (I'm not really the sort of shotacon who likes victorian aesthetics ... I'm no Ciel stan, you know?) ... but I'll be damned if Aida doesn't make me, like it, with the crazy details. I cannot believe Amane is in a CORSET? CORSET? REALLY? Ugh its cinching so appealingly around his waist, accentuating his ribcage JUST like his gakuran does. Feels so small as a result Pinched. The .. METAL COLLAR???? ???? his, married jewelery. His big feathered wings .... this Amane feels like he is, wearing, fetish gear, appalling that he can just look like this. I think the corset combined with the shoulder pads, giving him the same broader shoulders as the gakuran lends, is such a crazy look. I hope some day we get a really nice full-color full-detail illustration of this boy fullbody....
he's. funny
crab boy. from the, era of time where Iro kept going on crab-buffet binges every time the manga got a reprint ordered by the company as it sold out, and went insane only ever sending Aida crab emojis and constantly talking about crab. So you have this Crab Shirt Amane. He looks insane, on the beach in his full fucking black slacks and vintage shoes and knitted socks and an UNDERSHIRT under his CHILL SHIRT because he CANNOT BE IN ANY LESS LAYERS TYPICALLY. He's like, the epitome of Amane's, bizarre, broke ass clothing rules that cannot be broken in canon (unless its as extreme as PP), I don't know, as a result he's quite charming to me .... I look at Crab Boy a lot. I guess as well, Iro used to be so trembling and sobbing and whining and scared of the manga's success, begging it to do well, hoping people liked it, that the Crab Buffet era Iro feels so powerful and like, the energy of this charm is in the beach boy, lovingly so, I would love to go to the beach with him.
here's one very random boy I think of.... stained glass demon lad...
stained glass themeing is so, intriguing, beautiful really. Wonderful colorscheme. He has THIGH HIGH BOOTS and, GREEN, leggings/tights? Very weirdly lewd and eccentric. I like how long his jacket is, I like the colorful shimmering buttons. I like that the stained glass motif is carrying all the way to his hat, unusual. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE his red, red gloves, and sharp nails. Mmm... who is he? We will probably never know a single thing about this aesthetic illustration. Oh yeah, and this Amane has the typical sortof military aesthetic to him.
the white rabbit. pervert . demon haunting me periodically
this is one of those illustrations I typically shrug off as "not exactly 'my thing', I'm not really the Alice in Wonderland AU type, nor am I big on like, almost uh, RPG style crazy weird outfits with like zippers and trenchcoats. BUT. This Amane is like lock-and-key themed. And. it feels. perverse? the. shape of the key ... Nene's decorations being these. red circles. this guy is so . creepy and awful looking and I hate his penis key. I hate his weird GIANT ZIPPER. That he is somehow both lock and key and zipper themed is like, jesus christ, what the hell is going on . I like, hate him, it's such a weird, image, he looks all creepy and gross, HIS WEIRD GLOVED HANDS WITH NAILS ON THEM ........ but it, is also, sortof, sexy, all of this, this, demon of, unzip and unlock. I've just spent so long wrestling with this image, this Amane. But at the end of the day, he can have me. Sigh.
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Have you finished Interview with the Vampire yet? What did you think? I just finished the finale and I’m still figuring out what I think about it.
I have! I think I'm....... also figuring out what I think about it.
To me, its framing feels quite moralistic, in a way that's grating to me. There are many ways it appeals to my id, but I think the show is determined to undercut that appeal, and wag the finger at the viewer for being compelled by the concepts and dynamics at play. The domestic violence angle, as I've said before, really didn't work for me - it felt like channeling the elevated, campy absurdity of Lestat through a register that doesn't suit the story. I saw someone say that they loved the fact that even though they were supernatural creatures, the interpersonal violence between the three of them was grounded in realism, rather than being at a remove, and honestly, I didn't. I hated that. The nature relationships between them are already somewhat divorced from reality - this is even touched on with the shifts in Claudia's status in that household - so the fact that they felt the need to lean into how the Louistat dynamic would function if it were a real relationship felt distasteful and patronizing to me. The overwhelming need for control and possession of another person due the paralyzing fear of loneliness, and the irresistible bending of one's thoughts and desires towards one person, even though they're evil, are both incredibly hot dynamics for me. But grounding those in the context of a real life abusive relationship, rather than a gothic romance, dulls that shine, and makes it harder for me to appreciate the more fanservice-y moments.
(I have some sort of argument here about how the writing in this show, coupled with some popular reactions to Dracula in the Dracula Daily fandom, reflect a cultural backlash against dark and violent eroticism and fantasy - not sure I'm phrasing that right, but it's definitely a trend I'm noticing, and that I don't like.)
I think there's plenty of room for ambivalence about vampirism - it is a trade-off! And a very lonely way of being! I'm fascinated by the vampire as being, in several respects, cut off from human life and connection (as well as the challenges of empathy when dealing with a being who's potentially sympathetic but also a bloodthirsty killer). But.... hmmm. This is certainly present in the source material, so I can't blame the show entirely for this. But I find the emphasis on murder, and being morally opposed to murder, to be a pretty boring tack to take with all this. Like, we know murder is bad. Agonizing over the ethics of killing people just makes me frustrated and impatient, rather than sympathetic. Angst of a much more selfish nature, like the impossibility of forming relationships and finding community, is much more compelling to me, and has much more of an interesting allegorical applicability for me. (This is probably why Lestat's selfishness landed much more for me, lol.)
And they were kind of getting at that with Louis and the queer analogy - the way he can't go back to his family, the way he's on the fringes of society, etc. But for me at least, that wasn't carried through with the potential it had, because there was so much more emphasis placed on the murder aspect, and on how grotesque Lestat's reveling in it was. When for me, the most appealing moments of the show were Lestat's gratuitous acts of violence. That scene in the finale of him draining that guy's blood into a wine glass while mocking his book was soooo fun.
And that brings me to Claudia, because I don't like the shift in her motivation in killing Lestat. I like the idea of it being a somewhat petty decision! Here, it's not based in spite over him turning her into a vampire, but rather Lestat's abusive treatment of both of them, which makes her seem much more righteous. It's too neat.
Claudia in general makes me a bit uncomfortable, which is unfortunate, because she really is an objectively interesting character, and the actress playing her is great. But there were a lot of aspects of her narrative that I found squicky, though to be fair, those are also not unique to the show. I'm thinking specifically of the emphasis in multiple texts on her body not maturing, rather than on the loss of adult identity and autonomy, which I just personally don't like. But her speech about how she could have had a husband and kids by now just felt, more objectively speaking, like a poor writing decision - there are so many reasons she'd be upset about not growing up, and centering it on never getting to be a wife and mother just seems stupid and sexist.
I didn't care for the thing with her dead boyfriend either, especially because the bit in the film so much of her fixations are with women, and wanting to look like them, and killing them because she can't become them - especially with a somewhat aged-up Claudia, there could have been much more queer potential to her character. Missed opportunity.
I also didn't like that they changed Louis being the one to kill Claudia. Both because I think it softens Louis' character a bit too much, and because it removes the interesting queer reproduction aspect of them both contributing to her vampirism ("I took your life, he gave you a new one"). Louis being able to read her thoughts, and Lestat being cut off from that dynamic, was an interesting result of this change, especially with both of them being Black. But again, this wasn't really explored symbolically to the degree that I thought it could have been.
Rashid-as-Armand... I'd seen the theorizing, but I was really hoping it wouldn't happen lol. Both because I really dug the D/s dynamic they had going on and Louis' dom vibes and didn't want it to be a bit, and also because I was interested in the concept of Rashid being not a vampire or a mortal but a secret third thing. And the method of the reveal was a bit silly.
Also, the writing was just straight-up bad and corny in a lot of places. That scene with Louis and Claudia on the boat where she asks "how does love work between two men" and he says "it works like love"... jesus, I can't even type that without feeling intense secondhand embarrassment. So much of it is grossly overwritten - I'm thinking of Louis' "a lie I told myself about myself" line in the first episode. It has no subtlety whatsoever, and not enough in a fun campy way, just in a "they think the audience is made up of idiots who don't understand themes and narratives" way.
(Another example - Louis saying "I'm a vampire" at the end of that one episode was quite silly. It would have been far more intelligent writing for him to say "I'm the devil", but "I'm a vampire" just sounds silly and makes it sound like he's coming out as a vampire. XD)
I also just hate the treatment of the women. What happened to Lily fully sucked, and the dehumanization of Antoinette was quite distressing. (It's possible she'll be only mostly dead, like Lestat, but.... I'm not optimistic at this point.) So many of the women just seem to be props in the story.
I think the last complaint I have (for now) is the way Louis' POV is dealt with. The "unreliable narrator" tactic is often never used to my satisfaction in media - especially visual media - and I didn't feel as if that element of the story was borne out the way I wanted it to be. (Though hopefully that'll be unpacked more in later seasons.)
Things I liked - I loved the horniness of the Louistat dynamic in the first few episodes. Louis saying "maybe we were put on this earth for a higher purpose" and Lestat saying "I put you on this earth. Your purpose is to enjoy yourself" was sooo hot, jesus. Louis' character backstory was great, and the race commentary added an interesting dimension to a very tone-deaf aspect of the original story. The fucked up hypocritical poly negotiation was a lot of fun. Daniel and Louis' dynamic in the present day as well. Even though I didn't love every aspect of Claudia, her actress was great to watch, especially in the chess scene where she's plotting to kill Lestat. I am curious to see where the show is going, and it's an enjoyable watch. But I do have a lot of quibbles, and generally feel talked down to in quite a few respects.
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Hello 🌈 what is your favourite thing about the relationship between Mike and Will in the show and what are some of your favourite moments between them? How do you think the love confession will play out next season?
- Rainbow anon
Hi there! :) Thanks so much for asking, I love rambling about them lol. What initially drew me to the pairing and really keeps me invested is the level of trust between them. They’re able to be vulnerable with each other in a way they can’t with anyone else in the show, and this is highlighted in the first episode when they’re given the first proper one-on-one scene of the entire series. Will can’t lie to Mike, and even though Mike knows that he doesn’t take advantage of it— Will just offers up the truth on his own because that’s how they are. The pattern of shared trust continues throughout the second season and even the third— even when they’re arguing, Mike and Will are being as honest as they can.
My favorite moments have to be the Crazy Together scene and their heart-to-hearts in Season 4. Season 4 especially shows us how much they’ve both grown in their time apart; Will listens to Mike agonize over El with a patience he didn’t have in Season 3, and Mike is making a concerted effort to make Will feel like an equal again.
And to answer your last question, I’m not totally sure IF a love confession will play out— the Duffers love to show, not tell with their more serious couples: Lucas and Max never confessed, but we saw their love in their actions all throughout Season 4. The same goes for Hopper and Joyce. I think they’ll follow the same formula with Mike and Will. It will feel more natural and genuine to the audience because if it mirrors the other couples in that way. Mike’s confession to El was entirely performative (he loves her, just not romantically), so it wouldn’t feel very sincere to have him confess in words to Will or vice versa. I think the reveal will need to be shown in a very irrefutable way, though. Thanks so much for sending this in, it was fun to answer!! <3
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Hiiii love!! (Know I am resisting the urge to just send you every question on that list)
4. What do you enjoy about making graphics / gifs?
8. Your favourite graphic and or gif created by yourself
27. Advice you’d give yourself when you were starting out?
Hello, my dear! Please feel free to ask away. Lol. I'm honestly only afraid that I'll ramble on for too long.
4. What do you enjoy about making graphics / gifs?
Oh gosh. Having an idea come together, being able to share it, and seeing if people respond to it.
It tends to be ideas that are a little less straightforward that actually get me motivated to make gifs. (Energy, time, and motivation are not always in alignment. Oof.) So, it’s often something like a parallel, or making use of an external quote, or wanting to tell a story that pushes me forward.
Then, I get to play. It's really fun to put different scenes together and figure out if they fit, if they tell the story I want. @lizzie-bennetdarcy, I know that you, in particular, are all too often witness to me agonizing over these choices (you have the patience of a saint, istg), but I promise this is the fun part for me. Hahaha.
And if I actually manage to finish the set and post it, then I get to see if my intent comes across, to see if people have feelings about it. Or maybe I'll find out that it speaks to me and 5 other people, max. Lol. But in general? Having it out in the world and not stuck in my head is always a great thing.
8. Your favourite graphic and or gif created by yourself
Answered this one here: personal favorites
27. Advice you’d give yourself when you were starting out?
Hmmm. I suppose there are two main things here. The first is: just go for it. I have zero experience in graphic design or digital art of any kind. So I was extremely embarrassed to post my attempts, figuring everyone would immediately notice that I didn't know what I was doing. Which, isn't a productive line of thought for learning anything new. (And feels a little silly, given that my own reaction to anyone's new gif set is, "Yay! More gifs!") Do I still have anxiety about posting? 100%. But it's absolutely worth it to push through that.
The other bit of advice is actually from a friend: "Nobody will know that you had other versions of this." I have a horrible time making decisions—which scenes to use, where to cut them, how to crop them, how to color them. Most of the time, that leads me to having to choose between nearly identical versions of a gif, and being absolutely torn. Afraid that I'll make the wrong choice and ruin the set. So, tbh, I still need to be much better about following this advice. Lol.
Thank you so much for the ask, @lizzie-bennetdarcy!
So, I first posted this ask game in September… and then mostly fell off the face of tumblr. Gah. But I'm excited to finally get to these asks, now that I'm more active again. :)
Ask a graphic / gif maker
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For the deep fic writer asks: 1, 3, 8 and 18
deep fic writer asks
Thank you for the ask!
What’s the fic you're most proud of?
So it's hard to judge this...I could base this on my technical ability to piece together a narrative, the most fluid rise and fall of action, the most emotional piece...in general as I write more, my writing gets better, and so my newer stories are all things I'm happier with. But I'm actually going to highlight one of my older fics, Noir Nights. It definitely isn't my best-written, but I did a lot of fun exploring with the genre and writing style for that, and had some fun concocting a narrative that, to me, felt like it was still in line with the themes of Monster, while completely changing the story itself. I still think about the premise of it and the fun that I might have playing in that narrative again.
3. what fic are you emotionally attached to?
Ah, well, the easy answer is "all of them" - I write with feeling! Every powerful emotional scene that happens in my stories is something I agonized through myself while writing them. If you're crying, I probably cried! If you're not crying whatsoever I probably still cried. But if I were to pick a specific one I have strong emotional attachment with, it would be this series, For the love of life. They're shorter stories (by my standard lol) about snapshots of Grimmer's life while married to his wife, exploring what that might be like, exploring her character, and what things went well...and how they eventually fell to pieces. I just like taking what was given to us as a short one-liner really and putting together a human telling of what might have happened, humanizing Grimmer's wife and seeing him try to parse that humanity. It hurts me a lot and that's why I love it.
8. does anyone in your personal life know you write fic? if not, would you tell anyone?
Well, they're not really aware that it's fic, but yes? Back when we were not suffering a global disease I was part of a small local writer's group where we would meet every week and share bits of what we were writing. Since I am definitely still too self conscious to share my own personal interests with most people in my life, I would take a fic I wrote and swap out the names for something else. We've published a couple anthologies together and there is at least one monster fic that now exists in print that no one would know about lol
I am a very very private person, but if it came up I wouldn't mind telling people, I don't think. I mean I have slowly started getting more comfortable telling people I write roleplay (albeit I call it collaborative writing since that's easier to explain) so it's something I'm kind of working toward.
18. Do you only write when you’re inspired, or do you try and sit down at specific times and write no matter what?
A little bit of both. I find I only start fic when I'm inspired, but once I've started I may try to force myself to sit down and deal with it. This is not good for my mental health mind you as I end up stressing myself out if I feel I haven't progressed enough, so I've been trying to stop and let myself write what I want when I want. It's a hobby after all!
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Any deleted scenes from this fic that didn’t make it into the final story?
a) Office Hours
b) Judge, Jury
c) Knife Point
Was there an alternative ending for this fic you had in mind?
a) Office Hours
b) Judge, Jury
c) Knife Point
Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing most from this fic?
a) Office Hours
b) Judge, Jury
c) Knife Point
Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing least from this fic?
a) Office Hours
b) Judge, Jury
c) Knife Point
“Any deleted scenes that didn’t make it into the story?”
A) Nope! that one was done as a request, and so because it was so fast, i didn’t really have any other additional scenes to add/take out during the (mega fast) editing process!
B) YES OH MY GOD. This was one that took me a while to write, mainly because i spent a lot of time building out Steve and the Reader character’s relationships with each other, and mapping out their past. i had SO many other scenes where Steve tracked down other people who’d wronged and hurt her, but i decided to leave it at the two most important people, her foster mother, and her foster mother’s ex-boyfriend.
C) YES YES YES YES YES? i had an ENTIRE cult angle planned that i ended up cutting because i was running out of time to meet the challenge deadline, but essentially i was going to have a bunch of key figures in the town be part of this Baal worshipping cult. it was gonna be fun haha
“Was there an alternative ending for this fic you had in mind?”
A) Not really! Office Hours was one of those fics that i knew exactly what i wanted from it as soon as i started writing it.
B) Not so much an alternate ending as a segue into a longer fic, but i decided to cut it because it would have taken a lot more time to build out, and Judge/Jury was a request that i’d been sitting on, so i wanted to get it out ASAP. essentially, i was thinking of having the reader discover that Steve was behind the killings (of which i’d originally planned for more) and him gaslighting her into assisting him with others.
C) Nope! that ending was the one i’d always planned for, even though there were other cult angles i didn’t really get to explore.
“Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing most from this fic?”
A) weirdly, i liked the intro a lot, where the reader is sitting there worrying about her grade, not knowing the entire thing’s been orchestrated by her horny professor 😭
B) …this would probably get me thrown in a psych ward if i said this in person to regular, non fanfiction people, but… i really liked the murder scenes 😅 i don’t typically write a lot of fighting or violence, and it was really fun to play with Steve’s character in those moments. also it was HELLA therapeutic.
C) …wow, again with the murders 😭it was just… idk, super fun to write those really tense, agonizing scenes in the beginning where the reader is fleeing from a demonically possessed version of her best friend. i just really love writing horror, and it took me back to watching Friday the 13th for the first time when i was writing it.
“Was there a scene/ part you enjoyed writing least from this fic?”
A) honestly, not that i can remember! i think i slowed down around the smut, but that’s really normal for me, lol
B) that part just before the smut where the reader is conflicted about her feelings. idk that part just dragged a little while i was writing it 😅
C) the therapy scene! less because of the content, and more because it reminded me of some of the worst therapists i’ve ever had, lol. also because that was where i started to leave breadcrumbs for the cult, and ended up having to take them out, so that was annoying lol
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There’s also Phil’s side of the library scene, which I went and I checked and have used molding to describe Phil’s intention towards Wilbur so... Victory for me! (even though I still don’t know what he wants to turn Wilbur into.)
Off the bat Phil start out with once again showing off how we'll he knows/can read Wilbur. He knew where he would be. Then he asks how Wilbur feels which might be a genuine question out of fear he pushed to fear (though he might just want to check if he ruined the game for himself). Or he’s trying to jab at Wilbur for losing control.
Then he tries to gain Wilbur’s favour (wording why?) by pointing out that at least he’s honest in his intentions. (which seems to be his main game plan) I’m assuming Puffy told him about the meeting unless the Badlands did. Maybe the entire thing was planned and he knew about it anyway, who knows. And when Wilbur asks why he finds him interesting he decides to answer with more honestly.
He’s trying to forge a connection between them. Answering ‘honestly’ (cuz let’s be honest, that not the full truth). Creating closness and some sort of intimacy (I feel like the claws almost making him bleed but that pressure is just light enough is a metaphor for their entire relationship). Complimenting Wilbur (or at least stating his importance and calling him interesting). And lastly comparing him to his younger self. Followed by exactly describing how be feels. Which has a lot of implications for Phil’s backstory, but this is already long enough.
Then he states his intentions, because he’s convinced he already has Wilbur where he wants and maybe he can get him to work along, maybe he’s just playing with his food some more. I do think Phil has 2 motivations for wanting to shape Wilbur: 1 he can’t bear to watch all this potential be wasted and wants to make good use of it. 2 Phil sees his younger self in Wilbur. This creates some sort of kinship. So he wants to help Wilbur by shaping him so he can get what he wants, which Phil think is the same as his younger self wanted.
Lastly, the banger lines, why do their conversations always end on such banger lines? The chills! Phil is convinced he can get whatever he wants and in this case that is Wilbur and that is terrifying. Because Phil’s convinced he already has him. He just has to wait for Wilbur to break and then he can build him up again how ever he wants to.
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I'm not going to specify what philza's intentions were in the library with checking how he was doing and all bc I think it's more fun to leave that up to reader interpretation :) also you're right, the claws almost making him bleed but not quite was a metaphor for their dynamic!! I was very proud of that line lol
glad you picked up on the fact that theres a lot of implications for phil's backstory with the fact that he knows what's going through wilbur's head rn! i'm very excited for when the backstory of our favorite manipulative emperor gets revealed
phil essentially implies that he wants to mold wilbur bc wilbur reminds him of his younger self, but is that the truth? that's for you guys to decide :)
i really love ending their conversations on really banger lines if you can't tell lmao i literally spent five solid minutes agonizing over the specific wording of that final line and changed it like 10 times
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writer's asks!
✨ What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
🌈 is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/ theme you struggled with?
✨ What's a fic you've posted you wish you could breathe life into again and have people talking about it? (or simply a fic you wish got more credit)
I DON'T KNOW I LOVE ALL MY FICS 😭😭😭 Do I say Killing Loneliness? Wolf Song? Little Vices? The Thirst? Forbidden Fruit? Blood and Hot Chocolate? I DON'T KNOW I JUST WANT PEOPLE TO TALK TO ME SSADFSASDFEWD
I've been thinking about The Thirst again so maybe I'll talk about that one. I really enjoyed it! Honestly I think it was my first time ever writing cunnilingus LMAO and I just think it's really fun! It's nice sometimes to get a reminder that this is meant to be horror, actually, and especially for vampires as fucking old as Avicus and Mael how much it separates you from your humanity over time. Plus I just think it's hot LOL. Nothing wrong with a good pwp every now and again!
but if you want to check out any of the other ones hey I won't complain lol
🌈 is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/ theme you struggled with?
Ooo hmmm let me think . . . I'm not sure . . . maybe Bus Stop? Or Silent Lamentations? You know what I'll talk about both.
It's actually a similar reason for both. I just spent SO LONG agonizing over what to even say, how to make it all flow, if I got the wording right, if I conveyed what I wanted to convey. Bus Stop, especially. It just took forever, I think because I wanted to get the Loustat dynamic right but I'm not as used to writing them and then adding in a role-play on top of it where they were putting on acts on top of it? There were just so many layers LMAO and I think it was a bit too ambitious but I really wanted to get it out for kink week so I pushed myself to just do the best I could. And with Silent Lamentations I must have rewritten the beginning section close to five times before it came out a way I was satisfied with! I still think I could have done more with that, but at that point I didn't know what else to do lmao.
#this took. fifteen years. i am sorry hekate. my brother put youtube shorts on the tv and i kept getting distracted. against my will.#ask game
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🗣️, 📄, 📝, and 💗 !
🗣️ talk about your favourite WIP!
now i'll talk about dangerous AU (i'm sorry to everyone who hasn't read this!!!) it's so much fun to just have a...playground to play in lol and i recommend it to everyone who writes. i love how in doing my favorite thing ever in this fic--backstory building (even in the chapters that aren't technically flashbacks)--as i go along the fic is taking on deeper levels of meaning to me. to be weird, i love when i discover things about myself through writing--not conversations, not therapy, but writing!
📄 what’s a WIP you never finished that you would like to go back and revisit?
literally all of them but i think some of them need more restructuring while others just need me to continue them.
💗 is there a scene you can’t wait to write for a WIP?
yes, in dangerous AU i'm looking forward to writing when mikel finally gets to meet taulant--i don't know when this will happen exactly, but i think mikel, who is never that nervous, will be a little nervous meeting granit's famed older brother at last. he knows granit actually will care about taulant's opinion and by this point he also knows it's taulant who does the heavy lifting in the organization, and that taulant's the only person out there who can "control" granit. i would like to write this dynamic! (of course--taulant will ultimately approve of mikel, but might have some hesitations)
📝 share a snippet of an unposted WIP, with or without context.
dangerous au below the cut:
There’s such an uneasy feeling in the apartment the next morning, even though everyone’s just eating breakfast as normal, and Agon comes to rub disinfectant on Granit’s stitches. Granit stays on the mattress. Erdin’s not home. Milot is holding some frozen vegetables to his face. Something’s about to happen.
And then it does. Erdin busts through the apartment door, slamming it behind him. “Xhakas, stand the fuck up. Granit, tell him to stand up too.”
“Stand up,” Granit orders. Milot listens.
“Death by firing squad?” Agon asks.
“You four are out of here.”
“When?” Taulant asks.
“Now. The rest of you can stay for now. And we can all work together. But I need you four out of my fucking house.”
Taulant turns to Granit, his eyes on fire. “What did you do? When?”
Erdin doesn’t stop. “You four are too dangerous to have around. Pack your shit. You can do work with me, but you’re not staying here.”
“Where the fuck are we supposed to go?” Taulant asks.
“In the next building over there’s an apartment. Two bedrooms. Another family was supposed to move into it, but we have our ways. See, I’m kicking you out, but I’m not fucking you over.” He looks at Granit and Milot with a terrible expression on his face. “We support each other, right?”
“Oh, shit,” Nedim mumbles.
Granit feels like this is somehow his fault, but he just can’t care.
“I’ll be back in 20 minutes, I’m going to pick up the keys,” Erdin says. “If you four aren’t all packed you’re living on the street.”
He storms out dramatically. What a little bitch, Granit thinks.
“He can’t take what he dishes out, huh,” he mumbles to Milot. “He was kinda always like that, you know?”
“What did you do?” Nedim echoes Taulant.
“I’ll tell you guys later,” Xherdan says.
Granit doesn’t like the silence that falls over the whole bunch of them as he packs up his stuff through the stabbing pain in his side. It feels worse today somehow. Milot has a smug smile on his face that Granit isn't sure if he likes, considering. He slaps him on the ass hard with everyone watching.
“Go get the lube from the bathroom.”
Milot flushes bright pink, but he does.
Erdin is satisfied when he comes back. He tosses Taulant a set of keys. Granit catches them.
As soon as they're out in the courtyard, Taulant turns to Granit. “Okay. What the fuck happened?”
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HEYY!! JUST WONDERIN IF YOU COULD DO A MASKY AND HOODIE YANDERE THING WHERE THEY BOTH LOVE THE READER BUT ALSO MAKE IT SMUT?? IDK BUT DO YOUR MAGIC IG?!! :D
Playing an Illusion
Authors response: lol i tried but i dont have enough in me. also i canon most creeps as yandere anyways
Author: @toots-senpai
Fandom: creepypasta
Pairing: yandere!masky x reader x yandere!hoodie
Rating: R 19+
Word Count: 713
Warnings: TW: Murder! TW: Somnophilia! Yandere! Double Penetration mention, not tagging correctly i dont think
MINORS DNI
i don't except follows from ageless blogs, you will be blocked!!
nsfw under the cut
Tim and Brian have slightly equal schedules, it's just off by 2-3 hours. It's been well with the two of them, equally being shared between their warm bodies at night and all of the love and sex you could ever need. For once, it seems like you were actually in a stable relationship compared to all your last ones. That was only until you saw what was happening behind the scenes. The three of you have a huge trust bond that honestly nothing could break. You thought that it was really due to them trusting you, but of course that wasn't the case. Behind the scenes your co-workers are experiencing real trauma, friends, even random people that you conversed with once or twice have experienced the harsh reality of your boyfriends.
You figured it out after talking to some co-workers about it a day before both of them came home, blood soaked and laughing to each other while grossly commenting about you. Unaware of your presence on the couch somehow that day you were easy to slip past them and find the mess they left. That one persistent guy that you saw every morning while he asked for your number and commented on your tight jeans, finally got his ass handed to him. in the back of the alley of your workplace he lay with his head smashed in. Humiliated with his clothes torn off and pedophilic slurs written over his own body in his own blood. The boys clearly had a lot of fun with him and though they were unaware earlier of where you went they knew now. Masky alerting their presence behind you with a cocky scoff.
"You know there's a camera there at that corner love?" It wasn't a surprise that there was when you looked. The boys love making their presence known, especially in the small fearful town, their masks on wanted posters everywhere in the town. Of course they would play you as the victim in this moment, both of them rushing onto your frame and pushing you to the opposite wall of the alley. What the camera sees is another poor person being harassed by these masks. Not the way Brian knows how to make you wet in less than seconds with soft touches and sloppy licks to your neck and most definitely not the way Tim has your lip movement against his locked to memory, knowing exactly how to make you whine by just a tug of his pearly teeth to your lower lip.
The camera doesn't pay attention like the way you and Brian do. A movement of his wet bloodied glove going up your bare thigh and a glare has him shooting the camera just so you can push the both of the bloody men off. Immediately going to lecturing the two of them for trying to distract them of their lack of evidence clean up.
Don't get them wrong, they clean up after themselves usually, but they also are always drunk and or possessive or even both. You are their instructor at times and they love you for that. They equally love the way you change for both of their needs and how attentive you are to their problems. They appreciate that with every lap at their tongue on your cunt early in the mornings, with every bit of food or drinks they make for you. Everything you want given in less than 24 hours without any begging. No other friends but you have the two best lovers you could ever have in exchange.
Yet dealing with both of their kinks together can be agonizing at times. Sexually tiring and mentally draining. Keeping up with their violent tendencies and sexual needs require at least a full day of sleep and they'll let you stay in the bed as long as you want. You can never get a full break from them though. They'll kiss your sleeping form and even go as far as to waking you up with their cocks filing your ass and cunt to the brim with sharp thrusts rudely waking you from deep slumbers. Filling you to the brim with their cum and leaving you there to sleep once more once they've finished using your body for their desires.
#masy x reader smut#hoodie x reader smut#masky x hoodie x reader smut#masky x reader x hoodie smut#masky#hoodie#creepypasta#creepypasta smut#creepypasta imagine
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FRED WEASLEY
Yule Ball Problems
Requested: yes (by anonymous)
Prompts: none
Warnings: none
Word count: 2.2K
Author’s note: I really like this request especially since the fourth movie is one of my favs, so thank you for requesting it! Just like George's one shot, this will be heavily inspired by the movie (I'm essentially putting the reader into the movie). Before proceeding, I highly recommend rewatching these scenes lol!
Gryffindor practice for the Yule Ball
Fred asks Angelina to the ball (obviously we're pretending it's George who asks her <3)
It was fairly rare to have the Gryffindors sit together in a room mastered by the head teacher. Nevertheless, the entirety of Gordic Gryffindor's current house members has gathered in the spacious room, a million things running through their minds.
McGonagall looked fierce as she appropriated the room like something very serious was going to happen.
Your thoughts seemed to be correct as she whisked her wand in the air, pulling you away from your boyfriend to stand on a completely different side of the room.
You frowned, Fred did too. He was just about to swoop in and kiss you.
"D-did she just?" You asked puzzledly, not quite believing your luck. A couple from seventh year were eating each other's faces in the corner, but she picked you and Fred instead?!
"Yeah," Hermione mused, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I think she did."
Fiercely blushing, you sat back down. "I cannot believe my luck."
"What do you mean?" Hermione asked. She herself has been appointed to stand with the girls on the other side, leaving her two best friends to themselves and the boys.
"This is the sixth time she has caught us," you told her, catching Minerva's eyes in that exact moment. You wouldn't be surprised if the woman heard you; she is a cat most of the time, and cats have significantly better hearing than humans do.
"The Yule ball has been a tradition of the-" Professor McGonagall attempted although her words were cut by Flinch as he plotted around the huge record player. "-Triwizard Tournament since its inception."
She shared nothing new.
So, what is she on about?
You glanced at your boyfriend, knowing which one out of the two he is immediately. Fred laughed with his twin about Merlin knows what, picking at Ron in the process. You shook your head, focusing your attention back to your head teacher.
"On Christmas Eve night," she continued, slowly walking in a straight line across the floor. "we and our guests gather in the Great Hall for a night of well-mannered frivolity."
Ginny leaned her head against her shoulder, getting bored. You smiled at the act, deciding to share her enthusiasm by mimicking it.
After a while of being stuck in a singular position you had decided to place your chin on the top of her head instead.
"As representatives of the host school I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally because the Yule ball is first and foremost..." The dreaded sentence was coming. You could see it in her facial expression. "A dance."
Ginny's head flew up suddenly, banging against yours so hard you had to hold your jaw in pain. "Oh Y/N, I'm so sorry!" she squeaked, palpably petrified with what she has done to her older brother's girlfriend.
"No, no," you waved your hand, testing your jaw by moving it in circular motions. "It's alright Ginny."
"But what if it gives you a bruise?" She asked frightened. "The ball is just around the corner!"
Your eyes widened at that and before you could soothe the girl, Hermione had butted in. "She'll be fine Ginny. Besides, Fred is so smitten by her he genuinely won't care."
"True," you added in agreement, holding your chin after wrapping your free hand around the smaller girl to cheer her up. Ginny calmed down and returned to her bright, usual self soon after.
The quick accident helped you better ignore the agonizing groans of the boys that generously outmatched the giggling. While most of the girls, including yourself, enjoyed the aspect of dancing with a gentleman, the boys didn't like the thought of becoming one so much.
You searched for Fred's eyes the second you could, finding him already looking at you from afar. He was quick in mouthing an 'Are you okay?' and pointing to his own jaw for better explanation.
You nodded but still mouthed an 'ow' for dramatics sake.
Fred knew his little sister's strength, but he also knew your pain tolerance and that made him less concerned. Fred then sent you a wink accompanied by a wicked grin of excitement. Being a couple played in your favor excellently.
Most of the girls feared being partnerless at the ball, so you felt very content with yourself. You secured yourself both an escort and a dance partner by just loving a boy that was able to be serious if you ever asked him to be.
"Silence!" McGonagall raised both her hands in the air, "The house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard word for nearly 10 centuries."
She then continued, "I will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons."
"Babbling what now?" You asked in amazement. She was very creative with her words; you give her that.
From the corner of your eye you saw your boyfriend monkeying around with his brother, staying true to his teasing nature by making fun of McGonagall's words.
"Now. To dance is to let the body..." She took a deep breath as she said that, "...breathe. Inside every girl a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst free and take flight."
Fred's younger brother, Ron, decided to take that inspirational moment to comment about Eloise Midgen, a girl that was sitting very close to you, Hermione and Ginny. You shook your head, not liking his comment at all.
McGonagall heard it but finished her sentence nevertheless, saying something about boys having a lion inside of them. "Mr. Weasley."
Ron looked at her through a fringe of red hair, "Yes..."
"Would you join me, please." She was already by his side as she said that.
"I'd dance with that woman anytime." A girl from your year mumbled, creating quite big hysterics of agreement among the girls. You started to laugh, Ron's face and the girls' comments becoming too much for you to handle.
Ron on the other hand sat awkwardly and glanced around the room in which his housemates were all eagerly waiting for his slip, panicked beyond comprehension. Even Harry who had his arm bandaged due to being an actual contestant in the Tournament, eagerly pushed him up with his healthy one.
McGonagall had Ron in her vise hold. The poor boy couldn't go anywhere without making a complete fool of himself. The music started to play, and Fred and George were loving the sight in front of them as they kept throwing in whistles and remarks that made everyone smile. A years' worth of teasing material had just appeared without them doing so much as moving a finger to make it happen.
On the other side of the room, you weren't breathing. Literal tears formed in your eyes when Ginny made a joke on Ron's account.
"Everybody come together! Boys on your feet!"
You had coughed up your laughter immediately, although the giggles seemed to be a permanent thing. You stood to your feet and dashed across the room for Fred after hearing a fifth year tell her friend how she was going to ask him to partner up.
You leaped into his arms, relieved to have snatched him before anyone else could.
"Woah there, love," Fred mused, placing his hand on your waist like Professor McGonagall had instructed. While teasing his younger brother, Fred managed to pick up the essential parts of the dance because he didn't want to tramp all over your feet and have to carry you to Madam Pomfrey. "Thought I'd leave you hanging?"
Although Fred didn't mind hoisting you up into a princess-carry and acting out a heroic save, he was, quite frankly terrified of the wrath you would unleash on him if he was the reason you wouldn't be able to wear your heels to the ball.
"Actually," your laughter broke down as you two started to dance in steady pace around the room. "I didn't want you to partner up with someone else."
Genuine confusion crossed his features after that, "Come again?"
"I heard several girls talk about how they're going to ask you partner up with them," you mumbled just as the tune changed and he swiftly helped you twirl before pulling you back so you were flush against his chest. "Are you sure they weren't talking about George? He actually-"
"Is your name Fred?" You cut him off.
"Yeah..."
You gave him a look that said well-there-you-go.
"If it makes you feel any better," Fred whispered, voice raspy as he gripped your waist and pulled you against him as if you weren't already glued together before. His mouth slowly found its way to your neck and you shivered under the proximity. "I only have eyes for you."
You didn't get to enjoy the moment as you heard Ron scream, his lust for sibling revenge overtaking. "Professor, Fred and Y/N are snogging! It's kind of disgusting, actually!"
"Mr. Weasley! Miss Y/LN!"
"Not again!" Fred and you said simultaneously.
***
You sat in between Fred and Neville in the great hall, working mostly with Fred on an essay Snape had assigned for you during this study session. You talked quietly with Neville while at it too, sharing deep compassion as you helped answer some questions he had for you about Herbology, keeping professor Sprout out of your mouth as much as possible. You didn't want Snape to find out you were talking about a subject that wasn't his.
Ron's muttering was very much loud as he kept going on about how depressed he was. "Well maybe you should just get yourself a girlfriend then. Like me." Fred whispered proudly, eyeing Snape who was walking around the hall like a soldier.
You mimicked Fred's smirk and turned to Ron, "It's not as easy as it looks."
"Getting a girlfriend, you mean?" Ron said, his face falling into an ever deeper frown when you nodded. "Bloody hell... How is that supposed to help?"
"It isn't," you told him. "Fred's just speaking nonsense. Don't listen to him."
Your boyfriend just grinned, slinging his arm over your shoulder but taking it off as soon as Snape glared at it. You swallowed a bubble of laughter that threatened to slip past your lips.
Out of the blue, George scribbled something on a piece of paper, folding it and throwing it at Ron, apparently not trusting his voice to say whatever he wanted to out loud.
You watched as Ron read it through, turning to your boyfriend, the quill in your hand now long forgotten. "What did George write?"
"Get a move on or all the good ones will have gone." Fred whispered, pressing a kiss to your temple as proof to you that he took no part in that message.
"Good ones..." you muttered mockingly. "Pig."
Fred laughed, stuffing his mouth into the sleeve of his shirt to muffle it. He then turned to his brother and told him what you thought of his message. George leaned behind Fred to scowl at you carefully, so Snape doesn't see.
You both stuck out your tongues to each other like kids at the same time and while you returned straight to work, the younger twin continued to converse with Ron. Eventually George threw a paper ball at Angelina and you watched as the paper ball flew past your eyes, missing you by a millimeter. George had made a good shot as the paper ball bounced off Angelina's body. It urged her to look at George as he acted out the question, "You want to go to the ball with me?"
Angelina nodded, surprising you.
"Seriously?" You asked your close friend.
"What?" She shrugged, "He's cute."
Your raised brow catched Angelina off guard. "And funny..."
"As long as you don't mistake him for Fred," You whispered, "I support it."
Fred chuckled next to you.
"I won't be going alone because believe it or not someone asked me!" Hermione exclaimed, most likely because of Ron. You weren't paying attention to either of them, only starting to do so when Hermione stormed across the hall to Snape and handed him her finished assignment. She turned to grab her things whilst putting Ron in his place. "And I said yes!"
"Please don't tell me Ron asked her to the ball as a last resort," You sighed once Hermione disappeared behind the doors.
"I'm afraid he did, love," Fred answered.
You shook your head at Ron in disappointment, "Fred, did I ever tell you how much I'm grateful for you?"
Fred's smile intensified as he shook his head. "No, I don't think you did."
For that, you listened to your gut and grabbed him by his red Gryffindor tie, pulling him to you until your lips connected. Unfortunately, the kiss lasted for only a second due to Snape crawling around the place like the snake he is, but the brief kiss still left you breathless. Left you wanting more. "Want to get out of here?"
"Mhmm," you said with an eager nod of your head. Your brain was mushed and you only had time to whisper to Neville where he could find the answers about the Bouncing Bulb he's been desperate to find more about before Fred pulled you to your feet and grabbed both your stuff. In return, you collected both Fred and yours assignment and stuffed them into Snape's arms. "Have a lovely day, Professor."
"As I said Ron," Fred said smiling, glancing at you and Snape. "Better go get yourself a girlfriend…before the good ones are taken."
"I think the bloody best one is taken already," Ron mumbled with a pout, every male close to him responding in agreement.
Fred winked at them all, a winning smirk plastered on his face as he grabbed your hand and eagerly pulled you outside to do whatever your hearts desired in that moment.
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