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staryuee · 6 months

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LOVE TRIAL!

GUILTY AREN’T I? OF ALL MY LOVE CRIMES…

— [warnings]. [mentions of drinking (venti)]

— synopsis . . . [char] has decided to come clean and acknowledge all the facts necessary for conviction. the conviction? they’re in love with you.

(more simply, them just being hopeless losers that are in love with you hcs ๑>◡<๑)

— characters . . . venti, zhongli, tartaglia, wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, wriothesley, navia, clorinde, arlecchino

— notes . . . i can't go on the genshin x reader tag anymore bc of the amount of smut on it, i’m so loved starved rn…*sighs dramatically* i added venti & zhongli purely bc i love them (plus they’d also be on trial for war reasons so hehe)

VENTI — 温迪

love is quite similar to the wind in a way. comes quickly, randomly, it can hit you hard, it can be gentle and peaceful yet it can also be irritating and noisy.

currently, venti was feeling all the negatives: drunk, irritated, and his heartbeat drowning out any exterior noises to the degree he didn’t even hear your recognisable footsteps entering angel’s share. normally, he’d instantly perk up at the mere glimpse of you, but he just couldn’t bring himself to even bother raising his head up from his arms anymore.

“venti? someone asked me to come check up on you…you alright? (o*｡_｡)o” you gently touched his back in comfort which just made his heart swell.

“mfh…i’m—hic—okay (ﾟヘﾟ)?” he responds nonchalantly.

“yeah, you sound very self-assured don’t you...come here then.”

“drink with me… (♡´𓋰`♡)”

“nope, i’m getting you far away from angel’s share, this is bad, even for you.” you speak to him so softly it almost makes him sleepy as you attempt to lift him up. venti wrapped his arms around your neck in response, pouting at you with a hazy and dizzy look.

his hand travels to your cheek, delicately caressing it with weird concentration. he leans into what seems like a kiss before pausing and resting his forehead onto your shoulder instead. he whispers in a delicate and dreamy tone, “i love you… too much.”

ZHONGLI — 钟离

zhongli fiddled with the brooch you gifted him while out on a stroll the other day with a complaisant smile, humming a tune to himself that he specifically remembered you sung. it was such a lovely melody, something so serene and gentle it was almost like the feeling of sunlight on your skin. or perhaps that was only the case because you sung it?

he’s an ancient being with countless of prior lifetimes and ones ahead; he’s no lovesick fool, but he couldn’t deny that the giddy feeling in his churning stomach, and the swirling of his heart is a rather enticing experience, one which he cannot tire from.

his mind traced back to the short hangout you had earlier today; nothing unusual, just a walk around liyue harbour with his hand inching closer to yours, breath hitching at the minute contact before he retracted his hand to awkwardly play with his rings. oh, and that angelic smile that he loved so much…

zhongli traced his bottom lip, imagining it as your own as a silly smile graced his face at his delusion. would you lean into his touch? move away? be startled, confused, or even worried? would you look away? or…

ahh…perhaps, he’s a little head over heels for you, alright?

TARTAGLIA — 公子

“tartaglia, please. this is seriously too much!!” he crumpled another letter with that specific and significant order and threw it skillfully over into the bin. there’s no such thing as “too much” when it comes to showering someone with gifts, ESPECIALLY during important holidays and events! at least that’s what tartaglia’s delusional lovesick mind has led him to wholeheartedly believe.

he gazes over at the countless trinkets you’ve given him over the course of your adventures and vacations; i mean if you can do it, why can’t he? little does he realise that “trinkets” is much more acceptable than “gifts that pile up to your ceiling at the end of each week”.

it makes sense for you to want to spoil someone any way you can if you love them.

…love them?? did he love you? i mean, he accepts your affection like it’s a natural instinct, sends you letters and gifts biweekly, his entire family knows you, and whenever you exchange gifts during holidays he purposefully skims his fingers over yours.

but that’s all just friendly gestures…okay listen he may have believed santa clause (or the teyvat equivalent…?) was real for several years because of pulcinella but he’s not THAT horrifically oblivious (grits teeth). he absolutely adores you, and the letters he has stashed away, that could practically count as love confessions due to how descriptive they are of your character, are solid evidence.

WANDERER — 流浪者

your mind has three defense mechanisms against impactful events: repression, denial and displacement. all of which were prevalent with the wanderer.

he pushed the conscious memories of abandonment into his unconscious, he ignored the reality of his feelings for you to avoid any form of attachment, and proceeded to take out his anger onto you because of the way you made him feel.

he’s convinced himself he hates you.

hate, within the context of a romantic relationship, arises mainly from a relational betrayal. betrayal trauma can feel an awful lot like the dull and lingering pain after a swift punch to the gut. the person who hurt you isn't a stranger, yet when they leave, it certainly feels like you never knew them at all.

that’s precisely why he can’t fall for you…but he does so anyway; because how was he meant to override the childish fluttering in his prototype heart whenever you gently brushed your shoulders together when walking, or when your eyes met and you instantly smiled at him so stupidly?

and well, he isn’t really doing a good job of pretending he hates you when he lets you touch him so freely, or when he seeks your simple affections out without shame…

☆ ITTY BITTY SPOILERS ☆ for both fontaine archon quests 🐳

LYNEY — 林尼

lyney rubbed his weary eyes as the light began to settle into his view. while initially blurry, after blinking a few times, lyney realised exactly where he was; the opera epiclese. yet he’s not standing where he and his twin would be if they were preforming a magic show, rather, he was standing directly where an accused perpetrator would.

despite how hazy he felt, that tinge of anxiety managed to bubble into his stomach to ironically stabilise him. the stomping sound of a cane reverberated through the room which fixed his attention to the iudex. “order.” his voice caused lyney to grimace whatever words he’d utter next. why was he reliving this moment?

“mister lyney, i hereby declare you as guilty in this love trial.”

lyney couldn’t help but blink and tilt his head in confusion…what kind of trial? was that some sort of code? 【・_・?】

“with no further objections, the oratrice shall now deliver its final verdict.” however, before he could hear the motions of the machine in action, he awoke: sweaty, confused, and face flushed a brilliant red hue. lyney glanced over at his bedside table, his cheeks tinting even redder at the sight of a rose that he gained from your fine hands.

maybe that dream was trying to tell him something…(｡•́︿•̀｡)

NEUVILLETTE — 那维莱特

recently, the skies of fontaine have been ever so clear. every blemish of grey spotted clouds disarrayed into a flurry of white, the sun blazing out and making it the most perfect atmosphere for a pleasant summer. though…this was the middle of october, so this particular weather puzzled the fontaine citizens, albeit with little complaint.

neuvillette sat in his office with a gentle and subtle smile expressed his soft features, although he maintained that ‘air’ of professionalism as he went over a recent investigation, he subconsciously grazed his fingertips over a letter with your name on it.

to neuvillette, love is a lot like a trial (or perhaps that’s the only analogy he can conjure up to comprehend his deepening feelings for you). you put yourself out there, presenting your best case for why you deserve to be loved, just as a lawyer presents their case for why their client is innocent. it involves the same sense of vulnerability, uncertainty, and even risk: you don't know how the outcome will turn out, and you have to have faith in the process and trust in the person who is judging (or loving) you.

his judgement about you, however, doesn’t need much thought or even a confirmation of the verdict with the oratrice. he’s in love with you, devoted, if you will. and perhaps, if you’re willing, he’d be happy to make a whole argumentative case on why you deserve him.

WRIOTHESLEY — 莱欧斯利

he’s very tempted to make a case against you.

you’ve committed the most heinous crime known to teyvat, one which no person has had the courage to fulfil:

stealing his heart.

how long would he have you down in the fortress for to pay for your crimes? glad you asked, because he’s made an entire mental plan for whenever you visit him in the fortress of meropide (for whatever reason…let’s just hope it’s nothing TOO bad ahaha…. ._.)

your sentence would depend on how long it takes for you to fall for him too. god he’s never realised how much of an absolute loser he can be when enamoured it actually makes him angry. if you could see the way he low-key giggles and plays with his hair at even the slightest glimpse of you, he’s assured your sentence would be several years instead of his hopeful couple months (unless you’re already in love with him then…hey.)

i’m pretty certain if he could, he’d send you a letter that says “haha, what if we kissed? just kidding! unless…”

yeah, he’s THAT level of loser for you. (*´∀｀*)

NAVIA — 娜维娅

valentine’s day has become her favourite holiday! not for any “particular” reason…certainly not because she can use the day to “platonically” spoil you with food and subtle affection whenever she pleases.

“happy valentine’s day! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡” navia smiles at you and bows, presenting you a pink bag glittered in hearts, a cute bow on of one of the handles. you smiled in response and took the bag from her gently. merely catching a sneaky peek into it you could see several little plastic bags filled with goodies and sweets, ones you assumed where baked by her fine hands.

“thank you, navia! honestly, i look forward to this every year~ (∩❛ڡ❛∩)” you laugh as you unwrap one of the brownies in the bag and begin chewing on it with a complaisant and satisfied expression. your sweet and genuine look made her heart clench in her chest, she coughs into her hand awkwardly and looks away from your lips.

“uhum, i’m glad! anyways i’ve got uhh…something to do…(｡>\\<)” she replied hastily, clutching at her chest dramatically as she left, leaving you rather confused: you continued to eat her pastries regardless of the sudden change in atmosphere, because i mean who doesn’t like free shit made specifically for you?

navia’s mind and heart felt so fuzzy as she checked her complexion in her pocket sized mirror, padding at her face with powder to futilely hide her immense blush. putting away her mirror, she flipped over her hat to reveal a matching pink letter with cursive writing on it. “sorry lyney your plan was cute and all…but i seriously can’t do this today…”

CLORINDE — 克洛琳德

harbouring her position as the best champion duelist means there’s plenty of people (people who desire death at the hands of a pretty woman.) who wish to duel or spar against her purely to see her skills personally. yet, so far there’s been no one who’s stepped up to that challenge (we can ignore tartaglia for now.)

until you, that is. you have no reason to ask to spar with her, and while she has little reason to refuse you, she does reject your requests each time. however, clorinde has learnt over time that refusing your cute face and sweet smile leaves a little bit of her hollow, so alas, one day when she had a free schedule — she accepted a spar session.

thank the hydro archon that she did because holy shit. clorinde never thought she had a type, perhaps just someone who’s the opposite of her to balance her out, but now she definitely knows you qualify. the way the sweat drips down your arms and neck, your expression fixed yet amused and the subtle vein forming on your hand as you grip your weapon…shit she’s not paying attention.

as you strike a blow that leaves her tumbling backwards onto the floor, a cheeky grin adorns your face that makes her heart skip like pebbles on a flowing river. you can boast about your win against the champion duelist for all of teyvat to hear, all she cares about is seeing that side of you again…please.

ARLECCHINO — 阿蕾奇诺

ah well shit.

this isn’t going to exactly work now, will it? technically, falling in love with a subordinate isn’t against some sort of law or code, but a harbinger being bewitched is a different story.

arlecchino leaned against her desk with her hands resting behind her. an icy shiver ran down your spine as her eyes were practically piercing through you. did you mess up on a report or something…? was this the end…(,,>ࡇ<,,)? you’ve always thought you kept a pretty good and quite close relationship with the knave, but perhaps that was your downfall?

it’s not easy to ignore the deafening sound of her heartbeat, that alone made it even more difficult to concentrate when you’re just an arms reach away from her in her private study, with no one to bother you two. it’s futile to ignore the fluttering of your heart, therefore, arlecchino decides to saunter over to you with a poker face, something which only made you want to die on the spot.

she leaned over on your desk with her hands right on the edge, you instinctively peel your head upwards to question her with a meek voice, “is uhm, something wrong, knave?” you begged she didn’t notice the slight quiver in your voice.

“i believe,” she averts her gaze before staring directly at you with a much more softened expression, “i’ve fallen in love with you.”

I KNEW IT INSTANTLY, YOU’RE ALSO GUILTY…

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#AAAAAAAAH this makes no sense but i need to push SOMETHIN’ out….#genshin x reader #genshin x gnreader #genshin x you #wriothesley x reader #neuvillette x reader #navia x reader #clorinde x reader #arlecchino x reader #lyney x reader #wanderer x reader #scara x reader #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #gi x reader

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salty-croissants · 6 months

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I gots a small request!

You know those big Japanese’s bath houses? They’re like big ponds,,, but for humans!

Maybe a cute reader x bullfrog, where bullfrog is just vibing and reader can’t help but gush at the lil frog like mannerism while soaking in a bath house after a long mission? 👀👉🏼👈🏼 perhaps he’s embarrassed when they point it out lol

Thank you for the request !

This was really nice and creative ! I enjoyed writing it :D

I actually ended up making a whole little story out of it instead of the usual headcanons , cause I live for Bullfrog and the reader being soft to each other :,)

Hope this turned out okay !

Details : use of gender neutral reader ;

established relationships ;

no warnings needed

If there was one thing that you and your boyfriend enjoyed the most after a long , harsh day , it was the tranquility of your favorite bathhouse :

just the two of you , alone with the relaxing warmth of the water , without having to worry about anything or anyone else …

That was all that either of you could really ask for .

< Ahh , now that’s better … are you comfortable , mon amour ? >

< Mhm … >

You smiled , glancing at Bullfrog who was sitting right next to you in the bathtub , and then gave him a little kiss on the forehead .

< I’m so happy we got to do this today . It’s been a while since we came here , hasn’t it ? >

< Oui … speaking of which , I’m very sorry I haven’t been able to spend more time with you y/n , but - >

< There is nothing to apologize for my love : Eden has really been stepping up their game lately , today’s been proof of that … so please don’t feel guilty about it , okay ? >

He smiled softly in response , grateful for your understanding , then he leaned his head on your shoulder , letting out a content sigh : your presence alongside the calm atmosphere of the bathhouse was already making him feel a lot more at ease each passing minute …

Your eyes couldn’t help but wander on the fresh scar on Bullfrog’s back , a result of a particularly difficult fight that had taken place just a few hours ago …

Not like that was any news : traces of old and recent battles could be found all over his tiny body , and every time you looked at them the thought that he was willing to get hurt over and over to keep those around him safe made you feel … quite worried .

However , those morbid reflections disappeared the second you turned around , only to realize that Bullfrog had been staring at you the whole time you had been silent …

< Heh … enjoying the view , darling ? ~ >

He let out a tiny gasp as he heard your words , shaking his head while looking away … you could swear his cheeks were slightly red .

< Ah - j-je suis desolat , I just - >

The assassin took a deep breath , fidgeting with his fingers while giving you a shy smile .

< You look so beautiful right now , mon cher … I mean , you always look beautiful , but after all we’ve been through today it just feels … different , you know ?

Plus I am quite exhausted , I’ll admit , so looking up at your dreamy visage made me so comfortable I almost fell asleep …

I hope that’s not too weir - mm — >

Bullfrog was caught off guard the moment you leaned closer to his face to place a kiss on his lips , but after a moment of surprise he gladly reciprocated , his arms surrounding you in a gentle hold while little waves caused by your movements shook the surface of the otherwise completely still water …

After a few minutes of bliss you both pulled away and you caressed his cheek , your eyes never leaving his .

< It’s not weird at all , Bullfrog …

You’re always so sweet to me , and I love you so much for that reason alone ~ >

He looked up at you in awe , his breathing still slightly labored after being showered with so much affection , and he buried his face in your chest , the sound of your heartbeat making him feel like home …

< I love you too , y/n … you really do mean everything to me ~ >

#captain laserhawk #x reader #bullfrog x reader #bullfrog captain laserhawk #captain laserhawk bullfrog #captain lazerhawk bullfrog #gender neutral reader

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mermaidgirl30 · 2 months

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Love Amidst the Blue Ch 2: Captured✨

Series Masterlist

A/N: I hope you enjoy chapter two! Joel and mermaid reader are so 🥰 Enjoy all the fluff and please let me know yours thoughts!

Chapter Summary: After discovering a magic necklace that’ll give you what you desire, you get caught in a net and find yourself trapped. It’s not just any boat though, it’s Joel’s boat.

Pairing: sailor! Joel x mermaid fem! reader

Word Count: 7k

Rating: Explicit (18+ Only MDNI)

Chapter Tags: Reader finds a magic shell necklace, pining, fluff, a little bit of angst, tension, longing, Joel takes care of reader

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

The next day you can’t wait to see Joel. You’d stayed awake half the night just daydreaming about those dreamy brown eyes and calloused hands as you rolled back and forth in the silky pink clam shell bed. You want to see him again, want to ask him about all his sailing adventures and treasures he’s found. So that’s exactly what you’d do. Tonight.

You quickly check your hair in the long standing mirror and pick a rainbow colored sea flower from the ocean floor, spinning around in a circle as you bring it to your face to smell and place it back down in the soft sand. You flick your tail and swim through the kingdom of Capri as you pass other mermaids and mermen, trailing your fingers along golden palace walls and shimmery pearls that hang from strings beside the palace entrance.

Before you can make it out, you run into your father, the king of Capri. “Oh, hi father,” you say dreamily as your head fills with images of Joel’s handsome face.

“Morning, sweetie. Where are you off to in such a hurry? Haven’t seen you lately, you okay?” he asks as he trails his eyes over your lovesick expression, trying your best not to give yourself away.

“I’m okay. Just wanted to get a head start on picking some shells in the kelp beds. You know how I love making jewelry,” you lie, trying your best to keep a straight face as a slight giggle escapes your lips.

Your father looks at you carefully, his golden crown slipping further down his long locks as his glistening gold triton sits next to his intricate throne made of shells. If he suspects something, he doesn’t say. He just nods his head as a smile tugs at his lips.

“Ahh, I see. You always did make the finest jewelry in the kingdom,” he smiles. “Just be careful. Take Scar with you. I’ve been hearing rumors that humans have been getting close to the area. Don’t want you getting tangled up in that nonsense,” he warns, his eyes on fire as he thinks about the day he lost his most precious wife. The day you lost your mom and half your people. That cold, dreadful day.

“Promise, daddy. I’ll be safe.”

Marissa and Cleo narrow their eyes at you in the back of the room, knowing damn well you are in fact meddling in human affairs. You drag your eyes over to them and give them a pleading look, begging them not to say a word. They must acknowledge it because they don’t say a word, they just float and stare at you with beady eyes.

“Alright, well have fun. Just be careful and don’t talk to the eels. They’re always pulling nasty tricks with us,” he says with narrowed eyes.

“Goodbye, daddy,” you say as you wave and head out, swimming through thick beds of seaweed as you pass a school of clown fish.

You don’t get very far until Marissa and Cleo are swimming in front of you, blocking you from going any further.

“Where are you off to really?” Cleo asks as her long blonde hair spirals down her back, her aquamarine tail fanning out as she narrows her piercing blue eyes at you.

“You’re going to see that human again, aren’t you?” Marissa just copies her menacing look and crosses her arms as her tail turns a deeper purple than it was a few minutes ago.

You’re trapped. They know what you plan to do, and there’s no point lying to them. They know. “Tonight, yes,” you confess with a sigh, feeling them judge you harshly by the way they gnash their teeth in your direction.

“You’re so selfish, you know that? Risking our kind, for what? So you can live out your little daydream of finding love with a human? You’re so fucking selfish, sister. So stupid,” Marissa says with sharp incisors snarling in your direction.

You take it upon yourself to fight back, defend your stance. “I’m not being selfish! If you just for once listened to me, you’d know he was different. He doesn’t want to hurt me. He’s going to tell me all about the human world, answer all my questions about being on land,” you fight back, standing up for yourself.

“Pffft. Gods, you’re delusional. You’re going to risk everything!” Cleo shouts as her blaring voice booms through the water. You gasp at the force of her words.

“I’m not though…” you say quietly, biting your lip to soothe the guilt inside your stomach. Maybe you are risking it all, but he wouldn’t hurt you. Would he?

“You forget your place in this family,” Marissa snarls bitterly. “Do you remember what happened to Stacia? Remember how she was so sure she found a nice human man? Remember how he dragged a knife through her heart and left her to bleed out on the ocean floor!” The pain in her voice is stifling as you cringe against her rough accusations.

Stacia. Of course you remembered. You remembered how heart broken your mother and father were, remembered him banishing any of his people from ever speaking to humans again. Now all they did was sing their siren songs to sailors while drowning them in the water which you were supposed to be a part of, too…

“Of course I remember! But Joel, he’d never do that…” you say quietly, trying your best not to shed a tear at how furious you are.

“Go on then. We won’t wait up for you,” Marissa says sharply as her and Cleo turn and swim back to the palace.

You sigh and swim the opposite way of them, feeling Scar follow behind as a large shadow takes form over your body. You can already feel Scar’s judgement wearing down on you, can feel the warning that lies in his big eyes.

“Scar, don’t make me feel anymore guilty than I already do,” you sigh out, carrying your body through the crystal clear water as you pass another school of colorful fish. “I know what I’m doing,” you press. He just rolls his eyes and continues following you, watching over you just like you did for him that cold, dark day years ago.

You continue swimming through the blue water as you flip through small rock tunnels and coast along the sandy bottom. You’re so close to your cave full of treasures that you can practically feel your collected items start to hum. Or wait, did you actually hear a buzzing sound?

You dive down further, dodging floating kelp and going into darker regions like places you shouldn’t be going. The water becomes colder, more frigid as you pass in between a rock formation. One that Scar won’t be able to fit through.

You look up at him swimming close by and you can hear his warning words come deep from within him. “Don’t go places where I can’t protect you. You know what lies beneath this area,” he warns as his large tail swishes back and forth, making circles in the water.

“Just give me a second. I hear something. Be right back,” you promise as you push your way through the narrow surface of crowded rocks.

You slide against the rocky terrain and follow the buzzing noise. It seems to reverberate off the rocks, making its way all the way down into your bones. The humming seems to ring in your ears, making its way all the way down to your fast beating heart.

Thump, thump, thump.

You can hear it, can feel it all the way down to your shiny fins. Whatever it is is calling to you, yelling your name as it echoes off the jagged rocks. You can hear Scar slashing against the water, but you keep going. You have to find out what it is.

The narrow rocks form into a wide open area that’s dark and cold, no other fish or coral reefs around this area. It’s a place you shouldn’t be. Before you can turn back around, you hear the humming noise pick up. It burns your ears as white noise takes hold of you, and when you look down is when you see something shiny sitting underneath a long grey rock.

You swim to the bottom of the dark area and brush away the sand that covers the hidden object. When you get ahold of what’s been humming and bring it back into the light, you freeze. What’s now in your hand is a long golden chain that holds the most beautiful clam shell you’ve ever seen before. Soft, creamy orange colors turn to purple and iridescent pink colors as you feel along every crevice of the shell. It’s unique, unlike any you had found before, and now it’s yours.

When you turn around to go show Scar what you have found, you’re stopped in place, unable to move as a long, slimy eel stands in your way of your only exit out of here. You gasp as your eyes go wide, remembering the warning your father had given you earlier.

Don’t talk to the eels, they only want to trick us.

“Well, well, well. So, someone finally found the magic necklace,” she says as she flashes you a sly smirk.

“Magic necklace?” you ask confused as you look back over the shiny shell. It didn’t look magical, not that you could see.

“My dear girl, that there is no ordinary necklace. It only shows itself to those who are worthy, to those pure of heart, to those desperate for something more,” she teases as she slithers around you with her cold, slimy tail.

You knit your eyebrows together and hold it tighter in your hand. “But what does it do? What makes it magical?” you ask conflicted. You shouldn’t be talking to an eel, shouldn’t even be here alone. But yet you stay, unable to leave as you need answers now.

“You long for legs, don’t you?” she smirks as a small laugh echoes around the dark water as you stare into the light that shines from behind the narrow rock formation.

“What makes you say that?” you ask sharply, not wanting to give your intentions away with Joel.

“It’s obvious, dear. That necklace there is a powerful thing. Put it on and you are free to go on land, have legs, explore the human world as if you were a human yourself.”

“What?” you gasp as you feel your eyes widen more.

“Yes, child. Put it on and you’ll never have to worry about being stuck with a tail again. Unless that’s what you want. You’d be free to take it off anytime and return to the sea. It’s up to you, but looks like it’s yours now.”

A low snicker cackles from her sharp teeth and her eyes glow a tinted yellow. Something malicious and evil sits in her voice, and you know something isn’t right. It’s almost like she is tricking you.

“You’re tricking me!” you accuse, voice higher as you shout your accusations.

“Oh, but I’m not. Don’t you trust me?” she laughs as she rubs up against your arm and swirls her tail against the back of your neck. You squirm at her cold touch.

“My father told me not to trust your kind,” you say carefully.

The eel spits in your direction. “Your father is a fool, child. I’m not lying to you when I say that necklace does just that. It’s an old, ancient magic. One so strong that it was kept in a tiny vessel and hidden away many years ago. You keep it safe, and it’s yours. Don’t let anyone take it from you because in the wrong hands it could be very, very dangerous,” she warns as she stalks around you slowly, her flashy eyes staring into yours like a hunter watching its prey.

You examine the necklace in your palm, watching the shiny shell glisten around your hold. The colors seem to swirl like a rainbow, the golden chain calling you to put it on. And you want to, you want to so bad. Human legs? Could you really go on land at your own free will without any consequences? No. There had to be consequences, there had to be something.

“What’s the catch?” you ask nervously, eye darting back to the slimy eel in front of you.

“The catch? Oh, yes. The catch,” she smiles a devious smirk your way that screams danger. This is dangerous, she is dangerous. “The catch is, don’t let it get broken or taken. For if you take it off on land, you have two days to make it back to the ocean.”

“What happens if I don’t make it back in time?” you ask slowly, your voice as quiet as a sea urchin.

“You die,” she warns as your pupils expand into pure terror. “Basically, you’ll turn back into a mermaid and suffocate to death. Your body will turn to dust, and you’ll be left with nothing but a mere breeze carried out to sea.”

“Oh.” You have no words, nothing to say except is this really what you want? To risk your own safety for a human?

“Well, go on now. Put it on, child,” she coaxes, her grimy teeth snarling up at you like a trickster would.

You slowly look at the necklace, turning it over as you think and think and think. Joel. The human world. So many things you want to see. Before you really think it through, you unclasp the latch and throw it around your neck, clipping the clasp into place as the glistening shell sits just above your breasts. This is it. This is what you always wanted. Right?

The eel laughs sadistically, curling her tail along your wrist as she brushes past you back into the dark shadows. “Remember, two days. Be careful out there, child. You never know who you might run into…”

With that, she disappears into the dark depths of a cave, and you waste no time as you swim free of your confined area. You push your way through the narrow, rocky opening and meet scar on the other side. You see him eye your new flashy jewelry and see the way he looks at you as if you had done something bad.

You grip it tight and try to take his focus off it. “It’s nothing, Scar. Just something I found under a rock. It’s nothing to worry about.”

You see him brush past you as he swims ahead of you, and you follow silently. You can already feel the judgement coming off his large body. Maybe you shouldn’t have taken it, maybe this was too risky, but you did. You did. No going back now.

You swim ahead of Scar, pushing your shimmery tail as fast as you can possibly go. You brush up against silky kelp beds, making bubbles swirl up to the surface like a whirlwind. You keep swimming and swimming and swimming until you’re there. Back at the boat. Back at his boat.

Pushing free to the surface, you feel the sunlight rain down on you as bursts of warmth hit your bare shoulders, letting the salt water drip down your radiant face as you slowly slip closer to the grand boat. The water is calm, the boat gently rocking side to side as you watch the sails slowly sway in the warm breeze.

You swim closer, keeping your head down as you circle one side of the boat. You see a crew of men shuffling their way back and forth on the deck, watching the way the men shout to each other as they work. One man with a blue bandanna across his matted hair is untangling a large fishing net, another is scrubbing the deck with an object you don’t know the name of. There’s no sign of Joel though.

You sulk on the surface and slap the edge of the water with your palm as you pout your bottom lip out. One look. You just wanted to see his beautiful face once until you could see him tonight. You slowly turn the other way, about to head back underwater, when suddenly you hear a high pitched whistle from the deck. You turn and freeze, your eyebrows knitting together as you see one of the men staring at you in awe.

Oh no. No, no, no. They weren’t supposed to see you.

He’s still staring at you, eyes wide and mouth hanging open as you hear him call out to the other men on the ship. You sink down into the water, dropping into the dark shadows as you stay still, afraid you’ll be seen again.

You weren’t supposed to go out until tonight. Why didn’t you just wait?

After a few minutes pass, you slip out of the shadows and swim back close to the surface, making sure not to stick your head out of the water. Scar swims past you with a warning, and you turn your head to tell him you’re okay.

“Everything’s fine, Scar. I think it’s safe now. I think…”

Before you can finish your sentence, something rough and jagged falls on top of you. You try to swim away, but your tail gets tangled up and caught in something you can’t quite get out of. As you look back at what it is, your heart drops out of your chest. A net.

“Scar!” you scream, cries of bloody murder reaching the deep depths of the water.

No, no, no. This can’t be happening. Joel wouldn’t hurt you. Would he?

The more you try to squirm, the more your tail gets twisted in the bindings. The net starts to reel you in, taking you up further to the surface. Scar tries to desperately get you out, but the netting only rubs up against his rough skin.

“Go on, I don’t want them to hurt you,” you say sadly to your friend. His big black eyes stare at you, but he silently agrees.

“And don’t tell father or my sisters, please. I’ll find a way back. This won’t be the end,” you promise.

You watch Scar swim off in a hurry, muttering words under his breath as he heads further beneath the darkness. You really hope he’ll keep his word and not tell your father. He’d kill every single man on this boat, including Joel.

As the net pulls you up further, you toss and turn. You lash at the bindings, but it only makes it tighter around your body. Your shimmery scales on your fins feel like they’re about to be pulled off the harder you fight.

Anxiety starts to take over, you feel like you’re suffocating underwater as you’re pulled to the surface. Your entire body feels like it’s on fire as the harsh net tears into your skin. You let out a blood curdling scream as the net scratches at your arm, forming a large gash as crimson blood starts seeping out.

You’re going to die, you’re never going to see your family again. Why the fuck did you put your faith in a human? Why?!

Joel hears the horrifying screams and sees his men hauling up the large, heavy net. Cold seaweed filled water starts dripping over the side of the wooden deck as the flash of a sparkly pink tail comes into clear focus.

Joel goes wide-eyed, dropping his golden telescope to the floor as he screams and runs to his crew. “What the fuck are you doing!” His voice is panicked, his heart pounding in his chest as he takes in your terrified face. He’s afraid they’ll kill you.

“Catching a mermaid, cap’n!” Jasper laughs out as he helps haul up his precious treasure. “Told ya mermaids were real, didn’t I?”

Joel’s shocked, his boots frozen to the sea clad wood as his mind races. Without thinking, he runs over to the men and starts pushing them out of the way as the net comes crashing down to the deck. Salt water spills over the edges as you shiver in fright, horror written all over your beautiful face.

Your necklace seems to burn hot against your chest as the orange color glows brightly under the sunlight. You look down at your perfect tail and see the sparkly scales start to shed as the tail starts to evaporate. You stare in horror as your tail splits in two, forming smooth legs in its place.

Suddenly you realize you’re naked as the men stare in hunger, their mouths drooling as they take in your curves. You hug your knees to your chest to try to pry their eyes away. Cold. You feel so cold, so scared as the men surround you like starving hounds. You want to go home. You want to go home. This was a mistake, a huge mistake. They’ll hurt you. They’ll hurt you.

Joel pushes the men out of the way and starts peeling off his white button-up shirt as his worried look encases all of his features. He bends down to your level and wraps the shirt around you to cover your exposed body up.

“Can you guys back up? For the love of God, give her some air! Christ,” he yells out annoyed as he looks back at you with wide eyes, his calloused hand brushing the side of your cheek as you push back out of his reach.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. I’m not gonna hurt ya,” he responds as he puts his hands in the air as if to show he’s harmless. Your body relaxes a little, but you still don’t fully trust him.

“A mermaid, cap’n! What happened to her tail?” a man with shaggy hair hanging over his slumped shoulders and dirty brown shirts yells appalled.

“Didn’t know mermaids could come on land with legs. What sorcery is that?” another rugged pirate asks as he untangles the rough net they used to catch you.

You cover your ears and sink your knees deep into your chest as you hide your face from view. You want to go back home, get away from all the noise of prying eyes and raspy voices. You regret coming to shore, you regret it all, you shouldn’t have come because you trusted a human. How could you have been so stupid?

“Silence!” Joel yells as he bends down to your level and cups your chin as he raises your head to face him. You shiver, your body sinking into itself as you shake from the cold air and damp shirt.

“Hey, it’s alright, sweetheart. Nobody’s gonna hurt ya.”

His calloused fingers linger under your chin, dragging along your smooth skin as you stare into honey flecked eyes. You try to look away, but you can’t escape those eyes. Those beautiful orbs made of light and dark brown flecks mixing together to make the prettiest shade of brown eyes you’ve ever seen in your entire life. Those alone tell you he’s safe, he won’t hurt you.

Safe. He’s safe.

Your eyes travel down his glistening tan, salt water coated skin as you take in how broad he is. Flexed biceps and spidery veins skating down his entire arms. He’s so handsome.

Suddenly, he’s gripping at your wrist. “Your arm. It’s bleeding,” he says with a rushed breath as he scans the large cut on your forearm. “C’mon, let’s go clean that up. Can you stand?” he asks as he reaches out a large hand.

You take a minute to weigh your options. You can either stay in the presence of the grimy pirates, or you can go with Joel where it’s quiet. You choose Joel. When you lift yourself up with your arms and try to take a step forward, your legs start to shake and your knees cave in. You almost go tumbling to the deck until strong arms catch you before you hit the hard floor.

“Whoa, slow down there. Here, let me help you.” Joel picks you up and cradles you in his arms as he starts to walk toward the stairs that’ll lead him beneath the boat.

“Get back. Give her some air,” Joel growls as his men start to part the sea, dirty bodies backing up to make way for Joel to get through.

You unknowingly sink into his warm chest, hiding your face in the crook of his neck so you won’t have to see their wandering gazes to your barely covered body. Joel pulls you tighter against his chest as he feels your discomfort.

“I got ya, sweetheart. It’s alright, they’re not gonna hurt ya. I promise,” he says against the shell of your ear, and somehow you believe him. He’s not lying to you. Why would he?

He takes you down some wooden steps and back into a large room. You slowly peek up from his chest and take a look around the room. Light shines through the little portholes of the boat. A couple of glowing lamps hang from the wooden walls as a table covered by maps and compasses lays in the middle of the room. A small bed with crisp white sheets sits in the left corner of the room, and pictures of the ocean and secluded islands line the walls. It’s very… cozy in here.

“Is this your room?” you ask as your eyes scan the small area. It has to be his room, it just screams Joel.

“Mhm. It’s where I come to sleep and scan out maps when I’m on the boat. I live just up the coast, but I spend so much time out on the water that I needed my own little space. A place where my crew wouldn’t bother me,” he chuckles out as he carefully sets you down in a wooden chair.

“Do they just sleep upstairs?”

“No,” he laughs as he shakes his head, “They have their own little quarters down on the opposite side of the boat. Didn’t need them wakin’ me up with their snoring and drunken nonsense.”

You laugh as you see a smile curl around his soft lips and a dimple forms in the center of his cheek. You swear he’s the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen. So strong yet so soft. You get so caught up in his charm that you almost forget you’re shaking and your arm is bleeding.

“You cold, sweetheart?” he asks softly as he grabs a couple of fluffy towels and a first aid kit from the other side of the room.

“Just a little,” you say with chattering teeth as his white button-up shirt barely grazes the bottom of your thighs. You’re very aware now that you’re almost naked in front of him which gives you a weird fluttering sensation in your low stomach that you’ve never felt before. How strange.

“Here ya go. Maybe this’ll help.” He throws a soft white towel over your shoulders, and you wrap it around yourself as it brings you a little comfort and warmth. “Better?”

“Better,” you confirm with the nod of your head.

“Good, that’s good. Now let’s take a look at that arm.”

He rolls the cotton sleeve up slowly and reaches for something that’s in a clear bottle. As he unscrews it, he says, “Now this might sting a bit.”

When he pours some of the liquid onto the cut, you flinch and try to pry your arm away, but he holds tight to it. “Hey, hey, hey. It’s alright, the worst part is over,” he reassures as he presses a towel into the wound and rests a hand gently on your knee. The sudden shift of his softness makes you stop flinching and makes you look down at him.

His soft brown eyes threaten to swallow you whole, his crooked smile could calm raging hurricanes with how beautiful it shines around the room. Like the sunlight beaming through the waters of Capri, all crystal like and calming.

He watches you closely as he wraps your cut up with some kind of material you don’t know the name of. His touch is so delicate, so soft as he takes the proper care to make sure you’re not hurting anymore.

Warm. He’s so warm. So very gentle. And you see yourself falling for him even more now.

“There ya go. All bandaged up. We can probably take this off tomorrow, but just want to make sure it doesn’t get infected.”

“Thank you,” you say quietly as your fingers trail along the clothed material that covers your wound.

“It was nothin’, don’t even mention it. It’s the least I can do for my stupid men catchin’ you in that net. I’m really sorry for that, I had no idea. Those men had no right and I’m gonna give them hell about it the rest of the week and…”

You silence him as you reach your shaky arm out and cup the side of his jaw as your thumb trails along the lines of his dark, patchy scruff. His eyes widen as he looks up at you under the fringe of his dark eyelashes. His full attention is on you now.

“Joel, it’s okay. I know now you didn’t mean to harm me. You don’t have to apologize for them. It wasn’t your doing.”

“Yeah, but still. They could’ve harmed you even more if I wasn’t there. They could’ve…”

“Joel.” Your calming voice stops him again as the panic seems to leave his eyes for good. “It’s okay, really.”

Joel looks unsure of himself but nods his head anyway. His calloused fingers still graze along your knee as the contact of his skin on yours seems to send a fire down your legs.

Legs. That’s right, you have legs now. Joel’s eyes look down at your long, smooth legs as he takes them in slowly, his eyes shifting back up to yours as one of his hands slide down one of your calves cautiously. Your breathing hitches at the feel of his calloused fingers on your skin.

“How is this possible? Your legs, I mean. I didn’t know mermaids could exist out of the water,” he says with the expression of surprise written all over his tan face.

“With this,” you say as you hold up the iridescent shell necklace around your neck, watching the way the pink and orange colors shine around the room from the glow of the outside sun. “It’s a magic necklace I found. As long as I wear this, I’ll have human legs. I’m free to take it off whenever to go back to sea, but I have to wear it on land to be able to survive outside the water.”

Joel reaches up and cups the shell in his hand, tracing the crevices of the shell with his thumb as his brows knit together to take in everything you just said. He looks starstruck, not believing his own eyes as he sets it back down to your chest.

“Magic necklace, huh? Mermaids? This is all unbelievable,” he chuckles as he shakes his head. “I can’t believe I met a mermaid this week, and now you have legs? Christ,” he murmurs as he stands up and starts pacing back and forth in front of you while his right hand rakes through his thick scruff.

“Is that bad?” you ask cautiously, afraid he’ll leave at any second and leave you here all alone.

He stops pacing and comes back over to you. He bends back down on one knee and gently cups your face as you gasp out in surprise. The touch of his hand is so warm, so soothing. You want to stay like this forever.

“No, sweetheart. S’not bad. It’s just… how is it that I met the most beautiful mermaid and got you on my boat now? It’s almost like it’s…”

“Fate?” you answer for him, your eyes sinking into his light honey eyes that seem to set your soul on fire.

“Exactly that. Fate.” He repeats as he looks closely into your eyes.

His thumb traces over your bottom lip as his brown eyes flick to your mouth. He looks like he wants to kiss you, looks like he wants to devour you with his plush lips that call to you like one of your siren songs. He’s so close, so very close as he grazes his thumb gently back and forth.

Before you can react, he gets up off his knee and holds out his hands to you. “Can you walk?” he asks as he reaches out to you.

“I don’t know…” you answer quietly as you shift your feet beneath you.

“C’mere. I’ll help you. I won’t let you fall, promise.”

You nod and take one more look at your new legs before you grab his hands and lift yourself up. Your legs shake beneath you, but Joel has a strong grip on you.

“Alright now. Take a few steps for me, walk towards me,” he instructs as you listen to his words. You take one, two, three steps as your feet start to get a hold of how to move on their own. Your legs feel more firm underneath you the more steps you take. Joel leads you around the whole living corridors as you take one hand off him.

“There ya go, sweetheart. Doin’ so good. Now try without me. Go on.” He slips his other hand from you and watches as you take the next few steps over to him without any help. Your legs feel stronger, more powerful with each step you take. It’s not so hard after all.

“I think I’ve got it!”

“Yeah, think ya do, sweetheart.” He crosses his arms and leans against the hollow table as the warm brown flecks in his eyes seer into yours like two stones being melded into one.

You smile up at him shyly and then come across the maps splayed all across the table in a heap. Your fingers trail along the sheets of paper as you take in all the different markings on the maps. Red circles, black lines, words sprawled in different locations on the maps. It looks like he was studying them closely.

“Are these yours?” you ask curiously as he circles around and comes up next to you.

“Yeah, these are all mine,” he answers as he twists one of the colorful maps around.

“What are you looking for?” you ask wondrously as you scan along a long line next to the shoreline.

“Well, there was a shipwreck many years ago that happened around this area. There’s said to be some rare treasures hidden around this location from the wreck. I’ve been trying to find it for a year now, but no such luck. There’s other areas I could be searching, but this one just piqued my interest. So I haven’t given up.”

Your brows furrow together as you study one of the maps, letting your mind wander into far off places. “Maybe I could help you.”

His eyes go wide as his mouth drops open. “You’d help me?”

“Why not? I know these waters better than anyone. And treasure? It’s one of my favorite things to find. I’m always collecting what I can from shipwrecks that people don’t even know about.”

“Really?” he asks incredulously as stares at you in wonder, like you’re a goddess from another world.

“Really,” you giggle as you face back towards him, “but only if you show me your world, too.”

His eyes fade into a warm honeysuckle brown as his lips relax into a crooked smile. “Deal.”

As your eyes fade back down to the marked up maps, he starts to tell you something else. “Ya know, I have a whole room back at home full of treasures I’ve collected over the years. In fact, I have an entire library full of artifacts and books you’d probably love.”

Your eyes shoot up in a frenzy as your mouth drops open. “You do?”

“Mhm. Ya know, I was plannin’ to go back home for a few days tomorrow. Would you… would you want to come back with me? I could show you around the land. Could show you around my place. Could show you anythin’ you wanted to see.”

Your eyes gaze into his as his hand slowly grazes over yours, and you swear you see stars in his eyes. “I’d show you the whole world, gorgeous.” He grabs your hand and brushes his lips over the back of your knuckles, and you about drop to your knees right there.

Charming. He’s so charming.

“Yes,” you whisper out, your voice deceiving you as you shake your head out of the love sick trance you’re under. “I’d love to see it with you.”

He nods his head and settles it. “Alright then. It’s a deal.”

He drops your hand back to the table, and he spends hours after that showing you all his maps, telling you all about his adventures on the water, and you just soak in every bit of him that you can.

By the time the sun goes down and the lanterns light up the dim area, you’re yawning and trying hard not to fall asleep. Throughout all the events of the day, it’s just about knocked you completely out.

“Here, why don’t you take my bed tonight? You look exhausted.”

You shake your head and try to refuse. “No, no. I couldn’t possibly take your bed.”

Joel places a hand gently on your bicep and lingers there. “Please, just take it. I have a small cot in the corner I can dig out. I’m alright, you take the bed tonight. Please.”

His calloused fingers linger on your arm, and you feel the heat all the way through the cotton shirt as it simmers down into your blood like hot lava filling your lungs. You take another look at his lips that hang just inches from yours and whisper out quietly, “Okay.”

He drops his hand from your arm and grabs a clean t-shirt from his small cedar closest. “Here, put this on. I'm sure you want something more comfortable to sleep in. I’ll get you some real clothes tomorrow. There’s so many dresses I think you’d love, I’ll pick some up tomorrow,” he confirms as he holds out his hand for you to take the white cotton t-shirt.

Your hand grazes his, and you can’t help but always gasp when his skin comes in contact with yours. It feels electric, like you were made to touch him. You take the shirt from him and he turns around and walks to the other end of the room. “Go on now. I won’t peek. Just want ya in somethin’ more dry.”

Your eyes flick to him, and he keeps his word. You quickly unbutton the long sleeved shirt and drop it to the floor. When the shirt hits the ground, you see Joel fighting with himself to not take a quick peek at your body. You hang there for just a second gazing across at him. You watch the way his strong back muscles flex as his jaw clenches up, his fist flexing at his side as he fights to keep himself composed.

You almost wish he’d turn around because there’s a weird sensation between your thighs that you can’t quite pinpoint. Strange. He makes you feel so strange. So alive. It’s just so weird.

You avert your eyes from Joel and slide the cotton shirt over your head as it grazes your thighs. You climb into bed and feel just how comfortable the soft sheets and white blankets feel on your skin. This might even be more comfortable than your shiny clam shell bed back under the sea.

“Alright, I’m dressed,” you confirm as he slowly turns around and walks over to you as his boots scuff across the wooden floor.

“Is it warm enough for ya? You comfortable enough?” he asks as his hands come to rest on the side of the bed.

“Mhm. It’s perfect,” you yawn as you turn to the left to get a better view of his sun tanned face.

“Good. Well, get some sleep, sweetheart. Got a busy day tomorrow.”

He trails his fingers over your jawline as he runs the pad of his thumb over your cheekbone slowly. Your breath hitches in your throat as he so carefully grazes it down to your bottom lip again. You really think he’ll kiss you this time, but he crushes those hopes as soon as he drops his fingers from your face.

“Let me know if you need anythin’, sweetheart. I’ll be right here.”

You sigh and watch him set up his little cot in the corner of the opposite side of the room, wishing he was in the bed with you instead. As he sits down after it’s set up, you start to close your eyes as the last few words leave your lips before darkness takes over. “Goodnight, Joel.”

“Goodnight, my little mermaid.”

And then you fade into the darkness.

Joel stays up for the next hour just watching you sleep. He watches the way your hair falls over your shoulders as you hug the cotton pillow to your cheek. He watches the way your chest rises and falls softly when you sleep. He notices the long eyelashes that kiss your skin as a small smile creeps over his lips. He thinks you’re so beautiful, so perfect. He knows he’s falling fast, he knows he should be more careful, but with you he doesn’t want to be cautious. He wants to dive in head first and drown in your saltwater coated skin. He wants to be the one. He wants to be your only one. And he will be. He will.

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blushedfemme · 4 months

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Not going to lie, the way you talk about butches has me feeling some kinda way. 🥵 I’ve always had a hard time feeling comfortable in my own skin and it just feels warm and inviting on your blog. Like there’s finally a space for me.

I do wonder what your preferred methods of getting off would be? As somebody who derives an immense amount of pleasure from giving my partner pleasure, I can’t help but imagine all the ways I could be of service to you.

ahh thank you, i am overjoyed to hear that!! that is my primary goal with this blog ☺️ i’m so grateful to have this space where i feel safe to express my appreciation and attraction towards butches, and that you all have been so kind in response.

oh you worded that so politely, what excellent manners 😘 i enjoy a wide range of things and i’m always open to trying something new depending on what my partner enjoys! i like the build-up, i love having my tits played with and sucked (fun fact i can cum just from having my nipples sucked and pinched 🙈) and i love grinding/being rubbed through clothing/panties because the friction feels divine.

when it comes to the “main event” i prefer penetration combined with clitoral stimulation (so like rubbing my clit with the dick inside me) but just penetration on its own is enough to satisfy me, when it’s done right 😌 i have reallyyy nice vaginal orgasms that are different and less full-body than clitoral ones but i really like them idk, they’re less intense but they last longer for me so it gives me that feeling of being fucked-out which i love.

service tops are so dreamy btw, and i love knowing the ways that i show my pleasure can increase yours (like i get really loud haha)

#clarke answers #hope this answered your question anon 💞#also writing this out turned me on 😅

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wateryrealm · 11 months

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i love ur taste in books, they’re so dreamy! may i ask where u discover / hear abt most of ur books? and who are ur fave writers?

ahh thank you so much! 🤍 my answer for my current self is kind of boring, mainly because nowadays i usually find new books through the books i’m reading, and that can just go on infinitely…

but when i was younger and a lot hungrier for new things (and this is how i found a lot of my current favorites!) i tried looking at: literary magazines (granta, paris review, glimmer train, fairy tale review, etc.); literary anthologies; syllabi reading lists from scholars i admired/class topics i was interested in; books/interviews by writers i liked discussing other writers; book podcasts (the only one i remember atm is the bbc’s in our time); topics i liked on jstor (and noting which books were mentioned); and lastly, tumblr :-) still grateful to all the blogs here that posted quotes for my little teen self to find!

and the writers i’ve loved foreeever now are: virginia woolf, italo calvino, marilynne robinson, roberto bolaño, theresa hak kyung cha, emily dickinson, anne carson, simone weil, friedrich hölderlin, and solmaz sharif 🌟 they grow more mysterious and fun each time i revisit them like a good friend :-)

#i was also really lucky to grow up in a house full of books and to have a lot of time to myself to read #(as you can probably tell by how solitary my methods above were)#so that definitely influenced how i approach books and reading too #ty for asking again 🫶🤍

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celestianstars · 3 months

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hi I am thinking about you and your gorgeous fics tonight, and I just really hope you know how inspiring and how loved you are! hoping your weekend has been so good to you 💕

Ahh those cute Alfred pics always make me smile! 😍 they’re dreamy! But oh 🥺 i feel so blessed to receive such a sweet message from you, lovely friend! 🩷 You’re so kind and this made my night to see thank you so much, those are the best compliments and thank you for the love. You inspire me!

I hope your weekend has been a good one as well because you deserve the best! 💕💫 Love you so much!

#cherishing this! and you J omgg my heart!#this gave me such a boost <3 #wholesome friends #asks

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liliansun · 1 year

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day 25/365 of haechan (if you can't tell i now have a record in my phone to track it now and the only thing i need to do is update after each day!)

my favourite moments of our fullsun and the dreamies <3 i lied, the dreamies are his karma. there may also be a stray 'renmin' because my notes on my laptop hasn't picked up on the fact that i am not saying 'renmin' or 'rennin'.

(No Mark for this since I’ve already done him <3 but I think I’ve established they’re one of my favourite pairs and I can’t imagine one without the other OHH but the video that’s titled ‘top 21 markhyuck moments of 2021’ has some of my favourite moments as a little extra.)

renjun - like I know haechan is in love with renjun and I really don’t blame him. But renjun lights up around haechan and is always interested in what he has to say. And haechan is the first to tease him and he’s always a slither away from death by renjun. I also like how renjun turns to red hot fury and tries to beat haechan up - I find it hilarious. Also the ‘he’s the cutest when he’s angry’ comment about renjun and the way haechan rarks renjun up reminds me of me and my mum. when we hug we put everything into it to make it so uncomfortable for the other person it’s funny. That ridin’ clip for sure. Changed my life. Makes me laugh no matter how many times I watch it.

jeno - I’m getting a lot fonder of this pair lately. A relationship that lies on jokes but you can tell the other really cares for them but it’s covered by a lot of humour and roasting the shit out of each other at any given point. But my favourite clip - it’s very recent is when mark accidentally hits him with a ball and haechan, chenle and mark all flock to him to hug him. Honestly surprised jeno hasn’t turned to violence like renjun has. I feel it’s a very tsundere type of love on both sides and I love that for them. the whole ‘who is the hung between u two?’ And both of them having different answers. god. And the whole ‘supposed to call me after his schedule and HE STILL HASN’T CALLED ME’

jaemin - look, haechan the absolute cHEEK he has to call someone else weird but jaemin is very weird and they’re both very weird. But oddly together they’re quite normal? And idk why it’s only a reflection I’ve made just now. I love the two together. When they teamed up in Weekly Idol and whenever they laugh at each other’s jokes I feel very warm. Like I know this isn’t like a ‘jaemin hyuck exclusive moment’ but when renjun and haechan are mucking around and jaemin can’t focus because of it and he just…rolls his eyes and pauses and that gets me. It gets me good. AHH how could I forget the little smooch hahaha <3 bless.

chenle - okay out of chenji, it’s obvious at first glance that chenle is the enabler and when haechan and chenle team up? Ooooh class. I love when Chenle and Haechan are near crying when they laugh - especially together and they set each other off often. But Chenle laughs the loudest during haechan’s jokes and you know how there’s the whole nct dream are split between team chenle and jisung? haechan is on chenle’s for sure. I think they just naturally gravitate towards each other and the whole 7illin trip <3 aww. But my favourite is when they played table tennis together on Weekly Idol.

jisung - and out of chenji and nct dream as a whole we have our nagger <3 You can tell that Jisung believes that Haechan needs some tough love, it’s making me giggle just thinking about it. Haechan teasing Jisung isn’t anything new - especially when it comes to Jisung crying <3 and I really like it when jisung enjoys haechan’s antics. His whole ‘rooftop fight’ and the ‘inauguration ceremony’ are masterpieces. Moments I like as well is when Jisung cannot not be bothered with the live in Tokyo and Haechan passive aggressively hugs him with a ‘hyung loves you’ AND the whole ‘you showed off well’ moment in Boom and hugs him excessively and jisung just takes it.

aw but i saw a clip of all the fansigns and it just made me tear up a little.

This >>>>>>>>>>>

#this made me giggle kicking my feet like I ain’t got no business 😭#niwa my little sunflower 🥹#lilac’s moots 🥳#sunflower friend 🌻🫶#hyuckbrainrot 🧟‍♀️🧠#Jaemin and hyuck warm me they’re so cute and so UNPREDICTABLE

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lambspajamas · 1 year

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ My top 5 Jellycat Wishlist˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

Hello darlings! ~ I’m at home sick today so why not share some of my most wanted Jellies!

5.) Bashful Blush Bunny

I am a very avid lover of pastels and non-magenta/hot pinks, however, even then, I think pink is a hard color to truly nail with plushies. Especially when the plush is meant to be easy on the eyes and suitable for babies.

I think a blush is the perfect way to go! A good blush color is usually a soft pink with a peach/orangey undertone to it, of which this bunny nails perfectly. ~

I chose this bun over the petal bunny because I like the pink a bit more- So with that said let’s move on to four!

4.). Bashful Twinkle & Stardust Bunny

I know I have two plushies on #4- but I plan on getting these two at the same time one day! I love celestial bodies, anything dreamy and especially the night time! And these two bunnies are the dreamiest of the bunch!

They’re also the perfect bunnies for any ageres who particularly regress at night like me! <3

What I also love about the Jellycat bunnies is their long floppity ears and huggable bodies as well!

3.) Jade Dragon

This absolute beauty of a dragon is very popular, for a very good reason indeed! It is just gorgeous, and yes I’m kind of redundant with my descriptions, but can you truly blame me?

I’ll get into the structure of the dragons later in the list! (Spoilers lol sorry TToTT)

2.) Smudge Lamb

Yes yes I know I already have a fuddlewuddle lamb, but I. need. more. I want this flippity floppity baby so bad. The only reason I got the fuddlewuddle first is because the smudge lamb on any site, is a lot more expensive and would take forever and a half to arrive and I’m impatient. TToTT

But one day... one day...

1.) Snow Dragon

Ahh the darling snow dragon!!! I just adore this baby so much! 🤧💕

The Jellycat dragons are just so floppy and chunky! I love their little fat bellies and muzzles. This one is my favorite because of its beautiful beige and white coloring!

ʚ Conclusion ɞ

Thank you all for reading this far! Be sure to give me a follow and reblog if you so feel obliged!

#jellycat #jellycatlamb #plushies #plush #stuffie #jellycats #jellycat dragon #jellycat snow dragon #jellycat sage dragon #jellycat bunnies #bunnies #dragon plush #plush list #wishlist #ranking #agere #sfw agere #age regression

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rrxnjun · 2 years

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OML OKAY i like john green too <3 i love looking for alaska. i recently read turtles all the way down and oof it hit really hard. next on my tbr is papertowns and then i’ll be done with all of his books (hi i’m obsessed with his writing style hkjg) and ooh i haven’t read any from j.d. salinger. the catcher in the rye is the only book of his i’ve heard of </3 i’ll check him out soon. YUSSSUH i love dystopian books too. dkfjg this just made me realise that they made up almost 60% of my life as a bookworm. the maze runner is my favourite out of all i’ve read !! the adrenaline rush it gave was unparalleled. i’ve also read hunger games, divergent, ready player one and a few more from the dystopian genre but i don’t remember them rn. also unless my physics books count for smth, no i’m not reading anything 😭😭 i was reading war storm by victoria aveyard (the red queen series.) and it’s going good but i’m taking a break bc exams </3

AHHH you play the guitar :0 ? THAT’S SO COOL and no idk how to play any instruments. i have literally no knowledge about instruments so sheet music is just, so weird for me even after a friend tried explaining it gdfgdf i learn classical music tho so i can sing to some extent

OMG YESSS OVERDOSE IS JUST SO HGFKGF it just activates this part in my brain and makes me go grrr. YESS the playlist was literally me putting in my fave of fave songs so i’m glad you like it and kdjfhd i love going crazy too it was in my spotify wrapped’s top 10 last year. OKAYYY since exo is kind of sort of completely dormant rn there’s literally just crumbs and older content left for the fans </3. you can check out this channel and this video. warning: exo-l territory = crackzone NOT EVEN KIDDING this place is wild lmao. expect what you will from neocity’s sunbaenims <3 also lmk your bias so that we can collectively lose it all together <3

gosh i listened to all of fandom’s songs but i felt younger when we met still stays the fave (i said i loved you to death so i must be dead 🙇🏾‍♀️) easy to hate might be a second kjfgd it’s so. good. i’ve been playing it on loop too dfjhdjh

oml pls i really needed to see that 🤧 tysm bar !! i really can’t wait to get into uni ngl i am excited for that. but it’s also slightly weird bc the last year of high school sentiments have finally started hitting and they’re hitting hard </3 it’s funny how we spend sm time with friends we��ve known like, forever, and don’t really treat every moment as smth special till it all comes to an end. ahh i was really planning on making the most of my hs years but pandemic decided to be a pain in the ass. nvm tho. 17 is weird and it feels like time’s running fast i do plan on making sm good memories 💪🏾

NOW BACK TO TALKING AB SM VIP THINGS

THIS AGENDA IS GOING SO STRONG hfjgkdafgdja also oml i did notice that yn doesn't smoke around yangyang after that scene but thought that it was just me being delusional hhh i think ab that fic sm and yangyang just amplified that brainrot by doing this

HEAD EMPTY NO THOUGHTS JUST HE KDJFHGDKF HGD laptop's dying from all the ss i took lol

also the dreamies concert 👀 .. hyuck... renj-?? ... cue my brain giving up

p.s. hihii this took me so long 😭 it’s exam season for like the next 2 weeks so the pressure is finally catching up w me also your words really meant a lot to me tysm for them <3 have a segci day/night and stay safe ily

I MISSED YOU !!!!!!!! im glad youre back 🥺🥺 looking for alaska and turtles all the way down are my most fav from john green!! paper towns was really beautiful and its my friends favorite,, however id say that amongst john green books, id put it somewhere in the bottom tbh. hope you enjoy it tho!! i had to read the catcher in the rye for my exams last year but i surprisingly enjoyed it so much its one of my most fav books now! also the fact that i read and loved all the dystopian books you mentioned 😩😩 taste.

i do play the guitar! not very well tho, i only know the basic chords hhhh so the yy fic was kind of self indulgent in a way LMAO but you can sing?? 😯😯 thats impressive. could never be me i absolutely suck AJJAJA

i will never skip overdose or monster when they come on shuffle theyre just THAT good. i listen to exo a lot recently bc of you😭😭 i watched the videos and WHY ARE THEY SO CHAOTIC i am in love w them SJJS feel free to send more content my way!!! i think my biases are baekhyun (expected) and chanyeol (also expected) 👀👀 literally tell me everything abt them im ready to listen. baek is very funny and chaotic and theres just something abt chanyeol that pulls me to him. i also like sehun tho! idk what this tells abt me feel free to psychoanalyze AHAHHA also kyungsoo is so funny i completely get why you ult him

17 went by so fast for me as well bro and the last year of hs even faster... to think that i didnt have prom bc of corona but i had exams that were cancelled 2 years in a row the previous years 💀 i hope you make the best out of your last year!! i start uni in a week and im shitting my pants its so scARY I DONT KNOW THE CITY OR THE PPL AND THIS GUY I MET ON A PARTY THAT I LOWKEY AVOIDED LIVES THERE AND HE KEEPS REACHING OUT TO ME THROUGH MY FRIEND AND HE ASKED IF I WANNA COME OVER AND NOW IM PANICKING EVEN MORE 😭😭😭😭

yangyang and me are soulmates. its confirmed. also youre not delusional at all it was intended!!! sjsj im honored to hear that you think abt my fic a lot but also YANGYANG UGH that sc !!! instant brainrot. i dont actually think he can play that guitar but its okay 😩😩😩😩

IVE BEEN FREAKING OUT OVER THE DREAM CONCERT EVER SINCE I SAW THE CLIPS. RENJUN GOING WILD IN THAT GLASS BOX AND DONT EVEN MENTION HYUCK BC WHEN HE KISSED THAT GLASS BOX FROM THE INSIDE, I LOST MY MIND. BUT ALSO THEY ARE SUCH GOOD PERFORMERS THEY DID SO WELL AND I LOVE THEM TO DEATH OMG :(((((( LITERALLY CRIED AT RENJUNS MENT! FUN TIMES! :D ALSO DEAR DREAM LIVE. CRIED LITERAL WATERFALLS OF TEARS THAT SONG HURTS SM TO LISTEN TO BUT IS ALSO MY BIGGEST COMFORT OHGOD

have a good day stay safe!! good luck with your exams i love u xx

#💌ask #ni 🌱

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pukanavis · 2 years

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Bug♡Buzz♡Dreamy Alice Fantasia Pt 6 - Alice vs The Queen of Hearts

Lim: The Queen of Hearts was the spitting image of Fran, my precious friend.

Not just in appearance, but in personality too. He wouldn’t cut any corners when it came to cuteness and he was a little scary when he got mad…

But the Queen of Hearts and Alice don’t know each other…something about that feels a little strange.

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Alice: Did you say…associates?

Queen of Hearts: From the looks of it, you’ve both got a lot that I can work with! With a proper makeover, you could be almost as cute as me!

I have looots of outfits in my castle you could try on ♪

Alice: I refuse!!

Queen of Hearts: Wait, what!? Why!?

Alice: I like being cool! I don’t mess with all that cute stuff!

Queen of Hearts: Huh…but…can someone wearing such a frilly outfit really be saying that!?

Alice: I’m not wearing this because I want to! …Wait, actually, why am I wearing this?...Ugh, it doesn’t matter!

Lim: A-Alice! Don’t fight…

Alice: Don’t worry, White Rabbit! Just leave this to me!

Queen of Hearts: …Fufufu. It’s completely pointless to be saying that now.

Your face! Your figure! The way you talk! Everything about you is making my cuteness sensors go off!

Being cool now is utterly useless! How about you surrender and we’ll fix you up some more of those dreamily cute outfits~?

Alice: No way! Sorry, but like I said, there’s nothing anyone could say to make me like that cute stuff!

I don’t even see what’s so good about it in the first place! It’s so weak and flimsy!

Queen of Hearts: …Grr~~! How dare you~~~!!

If this is how you’re choosing to act then it seems I’ll just have to give you a very special training course on cuteness myself! Cards! Seize them!!

Lim: H-Huhhh….!?

Alice: Shit, we’ve pissed him off! We’ve gotta get out of here, White Rabbit! This way!

Queen of Hearts: Stop right there!!

Soldier Card 1: Soldiers! Follow them!

Soldier Card 2: I hold no malice towards either of you but I must follow Her Majesty’s orders! Catch them!!

Soldier Card 3: Her Royal Majesty…shall always be victorious!

♡　♡　♡

Lim: —And that’s how their adventure ended up like this.

Hyd, Fran. No…Alice and the Queen of Hearts. Those two are different from my friends…

And yet, it still hurts so much to see this happen—

♡　♡　♡

Alice: Hehehe…how does the power of my Alice Kick feel, huh..!?

Soldier Card 1: …Uugh.

Soldier Card: How shameful…

Soldier Card 3: Alice…is the victor.

Queen of Hearts: Did you really think you had me beat? This is nothing.

You’ve only bested a fraction of my cards!

Alice: Ugh…! He’s still fighting back…!

Lim: Oh no…w-what do we do, Alice…!?

Alice: I’ll distract them while you get out of here!

Lim: Huh…!? I-I can’t leave you behind…!

Alice: It’s fine! I said I was going to protect you, didn’t it!?

Lim: But—

Queen of Hearts: This ends here! Get them!!

Alice: They’re coming…! Run, White Rabbit! RUN!!

Lim: Ahh…!? But, Alice…!

Alice...!!

♡　♡　♡

Lim: —...nn…nh…

…Huh!?

???: Ah, you’re finally awake, White Rabbit.

Lim: I…huh…? W-Where am I…?

???: This is the garden of the March Hare. As for me, I’m a guest here at this tea party.

…Although, said March Hare isn’t here at the moment. Perhaps he’s gotten lost somewhere? The Dormouse went out a short while ago to search for him.

Lim: Tea party…? Then, you must be…

The Hatter: Please call me The Hatter. Now then…keeping an eye on this garden by myself has taken a toll on my boredom.

What do you say to celebrating our day off together?

Back | Next

#fran #lim #hyd #nobel

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thebimbopalace · 3 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒

.ᐟ featuring : t. fushiguro, s. gojo, s. getō

ᝰ.ᐟ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁 : these jjk men have always been obsessed with thighs, and it just so happens that you have the perfect ones (hcs w/ fics)

contains — f!reader, explicit content, feminine pet names, thigh kink, chubby reader, thigh fucking (getō), cunnilingus (toji), hickeys, biting, cum play, body worship, missionary position (gojo), use of good girl

⌞𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎⌝

now, toji loves your plush body. each curve, divot, and fold would never go unexplored by this man. but, your thighs are something he just couldn’t get enough of. you don’t know why and neither does he.

*insert dreamy sigh* he’s always touching the soft flesh. it doesn’t matter what you’re doing or where you guys are… if they’re within reach, his hands are already on them.

if he could live in between them, he would. the closest he gets to living in between them is eating you out so good that they instinctively close around his head so he can use them as ear muffs. i mean, all he really needs to hear are those cute sounds you make.

you should’ve known better but, alas you didn’t.

you knew what wearing a miniskirt would do to toji and yet you decided it was a good idea to come downstairs in that baby pink, flowy miniskirt that showed your entire thick, smooth legs as well as a bit of your plump ass.

now here you were, on your back, legs in the air, white lace panties to the side while the man in question was slurping up your juices like he was dying of thirst. you shouldn’t have teased him with that slutty skirt. but, you love to tease him. your hands were threaded through his raven locks as you moaned and shook from the tip of his tongue flicking against your hardened bundle of nerves.

“to—ahh, tojiiii,” you whined as he continued the fast tongue flicks on your clit. the heat coming off your body is enough to set both you and him on fire. the pads of toji’s rough fingers were dug into the soft, smoothness of your fat thighs, keeping them open so he can savor his meal.

figure eights are being drawn on your clit as your hips begin to rock up and down on his mouth and nose. he groans from your movements, vibrations sending shockwaves through your body, deep into your cunt. toji closes his lips around your clit and suckles lightly on the bud. it’s too much. but it’s almost not enough.

“more, harder, fuck yes toji make me fuckin’ cum,” you babble as your loud, drawn out moans fill the air in the living room. and toji, toji inserts two thick fingers into your begging pussy, curves them up and begins to massage that spongy spot that makes your back arch off the couch.

your ragged breaths grow faster and faster the closer you get to that sweet release. toji’s warm, wet tongue and slightly chapped lips make out with your clit as his fingers fuck you open. a cool breeze passes over your cunt and that makes you unravel on his tongue.

“oh my—cum, i’m cummin’ toji, yesss,” you moan out as your thighs close around his head, almost suffocating him. your body convulsing, pulsating with your desire as your cum coats his tongue, chin, and nose. every fiber of your body is pulled tight as your pussy clenches around his fingers rapidly.

as the white spots clear from your eyes, you look down in between your legs and see toji’s face smushed in between them. the sight was funny but also adorable to see his face squished like that. you go to open your legs to let him free, when he stops you.

“uh uh princess, keep these thighs around me. m’ not done with you yet.”

⌞𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎⌝

this perv here just adores you and your body. your soft full tits, pudgy stomach, fat ass, and even fatter thighs. worship, worship, worship is all this man thinks when he sees you.

of course he’d worship your entire body but, the thighs. your thighs are the part of your beautiful body that makes this man’s breath catch and cock harden. he’d litter them with bite marks, hickeys, making it impossible for you to wear anything other than long pants.

missionary. you and him fuck in that position every time. you’d want to switch it up but, not satoru. oh no, that man will not settle for anything less than fucking you in the position that makes him see your pretty face on full display. but, what you and him both know is that the main reason he prefers missionary is because, it’s easier to cum on your thighs this way.

“ ‘toru, hurry,” you whined as he kept nipping and suckling on your thighs. you needed him, and needed him badly. after all the teasing, and all the touching, you wanted his cock to pound you until you were brainless. he knew that, he knew you. and yet, he remained stationed at your thighs.

he chuckled at your whiny impatience then said “don’t rush. let me worship these beautiful thighs baby,” in a voice that made you shiver. “fine” you say as you go to lay back down flat on the mattress. satoru lets out a satisfied hum into your flesh as he’s in the process of making another hickey appear on the soft skin.

his lips pull back with an audible pop as a wide smile breaks out on his face. he stands up from the ground and towers over you while you lay on the bed. looking down on you, the smile only gets wider (if that’s even possible) as he looks at the marks on your thighs. teeth imprinted, crescent shapes from his nails, bluish purple misshapen hickeys, just a work of art in his eyes.

“now that’s a sight,” he says happy with his marks on you. he digs his hands into the fat of your hips and pulls you to the edge of the bed easily. your body burns with lust at seeing him line up his hard cock and push into you with no resistance.

soft skin slapping sounds quickly fill the air as do both of your sounds. groans and rough whispers leave satoru as he fucks your wet, gummy walls with hunger. “mmm, pussy’s made for me huh?” he teases due to the greedy way your cunt is sucking in his dick. soft moans leave your lips as you answer “yesss, jus’ f’you ‘toru,” while pleasure tears prick your lash line.

the look on your face. cock drunk, teary eyes, plush lips parted to allow those angelic sounds you make to spew out, makes satoru’s hips increase their speed and aggression. the lewd music both of your bodies are making grows louder and louder as you become so far gone on his cock. as your legs begin to close, he puts his hands on your inner thighs and rips them open to keep them spread.

“don’t close those legs baby. need ‘ta see that pussy swallow my cock,” he gruffly said. his cock drilling in and out of you is making the coil in your belly tighten with heat. it’s almost embarrassing how fast your going to cum. but, his cock has a way of doing that to you. the length, the thickness, the mushroom tip expertly hitting your spot, you feel so full in the most amazing way.

you’re so wet. your slick coats his length and drips down to his heavy balls which slap against your ass cheeks intensifying your desire. “oh shiiit ‘toru, fuck me, fuck me yesss,” you cry out as fire crawls up from your belly and spreads throughout your whole body. satoru obliges and continues to piston his fat cock in your warm walls. and you cum.

you cum with a loud wail as you mumble out his name and how hard your cumming. body wound tight, squirming, shaking on his cock while your pink walls grip and squeeze him for all he’s worth makes satoru fall into bliss right behind you. he pulls out his cock, moves your legs together in one swift motion, and jerks his cock off until milky white ropes of his warm semen paint your supple thighs.

you both come down from your orgasms as only heavy breathing is heard from both of you. he lets his hand fall from his cock as he sees how much he came on you. satoru takes his big hand and smears his cum onto your thighs like he’s finger painting a canvas. a sound of disapproval leaves your lips which he quickly dismisses.

“shhh baby, you look like a masterpiece. so fuckin’ perfect.”

⌞𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎̄⌝

ah, suguru getō. lover of thick women, fat ass enthusiast, and certified thigh fucker. i mean, this man would fuck your thighs as a form of foreplay. missionary, backshots, on your side, doesn’t matter. if he can stick his dick in between them he will.

for me, i wholeheartedly believe that he’d fuck your thighs when you both are spooning in bed. just cuddling. he’d turn an innocent cuddle session into him thrusting his hard cock between your thighs.

if you wear anything to bed that exposes them, you’re going to get fucked. that’s just how it is in bed with suguru. shorts? thigh fucked. a babydoll? thigh fucked. his shirt with just your panties on? a definite thigh fuck. he can’t help it. not when you look that good.

spooning. it was a set up. a trap. and what did you do? you fell for it, hook line and sinker. but you couldn’t say no, like you literally can’t ever say no when suguru suggests being the big spoon. mainly because you love feeling his strong, muscular frame dwarf yours. his arm slung over your waist in a protective hold, his lips softly kissing the skin of your neck while your hair is sprawled out on the pillows.

it was nice, comfy even. but when you felt his erection pressing against your rear cheeks, that serenity was replaced by immense lust. you try to remain perfectly still as to not further escalate his hardness but, it’s no use. he’s as hard as a rock, and you’re to blame.

the hand that’s on your stomach moves to your waist, sliding down the curve and stop at your hips, caressing the plumpness there. teasing, that’s what he’s doing. he then moves his hand to your ass and grips the fatness that lies there. suguru spreads your cheeks and begins to rock his clothed erection right in between the crack of your shorts clad ass.

perv, you think. but you can’t deny, it’s so hot how he can’t keep his hands off your thick body for one even second. low groans come from his mouth which is right by your ear, making this experience even more appealing. need and want creeps into your core as you keep feeling the gentle rock of his hips. unconsciously, you begin to move your ass back to meet his movements.

“fuck,” he gruffly whispered as both of your bodies move in sync. suguru couldn’t take it anymore. he quickly pulls his twitching dick out of his gray sweatpants, pulling his pants and black boxer briefs to his mid thighs. you feel the precum soaked tip on your ass cheek and move to take your shorts off as well until is hand stops you. “keep ‘em on love, open those legs,” he said and you did just that, spreading your thighs open slightly.

you feel his chest and abs press into your back as he situates his throbbing cock in between your thighs. you close your legs tightly already knowing the drill. he sucks in a sharp breath as he feel the squish of your thighs with the pressure on his sensitivity. hands low on your waist, he begins to move his hips back and forth. “god, thaaat’s it,” he moans as his hips fall into a steady rhythm.

precum smearing on your thighs working as makeshift lube so he can work his cock smoothly in between your legs. low skin slapping sounds can be heard in your shared bedroom as you moan from the erotic nature of his body against yours. you can lightly, almost barely feel his cock grazing your clothed cunt, making your arousal spike further. you’re so turned on that you can’t help but squirm as he moves.

“tighter love, tighter,” he groans and you squeeze your legs together to satisfy his need. “good girl, good fuckin’ girl,” says suguru as his hips move at a faster speed. loud slapping sounds echo as your slick begins to seep through your thin, black cotton panties onto your gray shorts. he can feel it. he can feel your his pretty pussy soaking the fabric.

whines laced with need leave your glossy lips as your back arches deeply. he keeps a vise-like grip on your hips as his strokes become frantic, almost frenzied as he climbs higher and higher towards that point of release. the tip of his cock flicks your clit which causes you to jolt from the sudden rush of pleasure your body feels.

“hngh, sugu,” you moan out as his hips stutter. your sounds mixed with the warmth and plushness of your thighs makes suguru cum. hard. you hear guttural groans from the man behind you as he releases. thick drops of cum paint your thighs as well as the crisp white sheets below you. the cloudiness from his eyes clear as his hands loosen that tight grip on your hips. suguru leans closer and places a kiss under your ear as his body relaxes a bit.

“get on your back love, i know that pussy needs me.”

#✎ᝰ. ( signed your majesty ) !#toji smut #toji fushiguro smut #fushiguro toji x reader #toji x reader #toji x you #gojo satoru smut #gojo satoru x reader #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo x you #suguru geto smut #geto suguru smut #geto suguru x reader #geto smut #suguru smut #jjk x plus size reader #jjk x fem!reader #jjk smut

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jeongjaebae · 1 year

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UGH SUNWOO IN THAT RACER OUTFIT. don’t even get me started i went very very insane when i saw that stage 😭 not to mention that recent i like you dance stage with ateez UGH they were soooo cute and like . i know i am very sunwoo brained but i genuinely stopped breathing when cobie showed up in that funky little hat and his funky little glasses he’s soooo ……not to mention juyeon’s teddy bear backpack and changmin and his pochacco slay with that hat NDBSKFK the fancams for that stage made me inconsolable 😭 apparently when they talked to their stylists for the concept they wanted a “nerdy-loser” look WHICH IS SO HENKFWK that’s cat-coded ….they did it for Me…….

and i did. i Did hear about the sexy concept next comeback which …..i already have one foot in the grave just hearing about it how am i going to survive 😭😭😭 and personally !! ok as much as i loooove darker concepts i kind of want them to have a sort of ….not high-teen concept but sort of like . love me right by exo? like that sporty funky concept! i feel like it would be super fun and tbz are already lowkey sm’s stepsons so HAHA it’s not too much of a shot in the dark :’) like they sort of did it with giddy up but i’d love a more mature take on that concept now that they’re all grown up! i’d also love if they could do another ultra specific concept like they did with battle royale in maverick! what about you, are there any concepts you want them to do again?? and yeah the whole plagiarizing thing was so ….. 😬 like they just handled it badly all around wjfjwkfkwk but at the end of the day it wasn’t even eric’s fault :( he just bought the beat from the producer and while i wish they didn’t sweep the issue under the rug and pretend like nothing happened i also think he doesn’t deserve the heat he was getting from bap fans cause it’s like …there’s nothing he can do about it :”) ahh idk its just a really bad situation to be in.

also soonyoung’s disney princess moment??? no bc the way i would check instagram after a few minutes and he would just keep uploading NEW bird content like? at that point that bird is his….he should have taken it home with him 😭 i haven’t thought of my svt bias line in a long time but i think it’s currently soonyoung jihoon mingyu wonwoo?? with a special mention to cheol whenever he posts boyfriend pics. i am not immune. the way you like members who get bullied LMAO honestly i’m kind of the same?? i mean i bias doyoung and haechan who…. well doyoung is one step away from going crazy with 127 while haechan is maknae on top with 127 but when he’s with the dreamies he gets a taste of his own medicine so BDJAJFJDK not to mention mingyu fighting for his life every single day 😭 “why have a dish when you can have a buffet” LMAOOOO i’m going to use that from now on HAHAH i’m like ….Known to be a resident homie hopper no matter what group i stan

and the sunwoo fic ! funnily enough it was originally a txt yeonjun fic before becoming a hoshi fic to now becoming a sunwoo fic but its like NFBSNFK i think sunwoo is truly this fic’s final form 😭 like everything clicked into place after i transferred this fic to him so hopefully i can actually….finish writing it LOL but the basic premise of it is an exes-to-lovers fic set in idolverse! but it’s kinda like… the fic itself is more “exes” than it is “to-lovers” NDBWJFK but the first scene is yn breaking up with sunwoo, and the rest of the fic details what happens after (and before) that. so it sort of jumps between the past and present to fit in the puzzle pieces of their entire relationship and how it eventually rekindles at the end, but the entire fic carries the sentiment of there being a certain “gravity” between yn and sunwoo, like how gravity is both the reason why a planet circles a star and why they can never fall into one another again,,,, until it does. or something like that HAHA i’m kind of bad at explaining but that’s the general idea!

i hope 2023 treats you well! i’ve also been happier after talking and interacting with you 🥹🫂

a nerdy loser look omg HAHA they did it for you!! it was like total whiplash getting the racer outfits and then the cute ones and like?? they had some outfits for their whisper stages that totally did not fit whisper's concept LOL. although i can't say i was looking at tbz much during the collab stage when choi san was Right There BUT the performance was cute and i was just glad we got some post kingdom interactions :') but omg are all the tbz members your bias wreckers at this point?

OH OKAY WAIT. speaking of exo and tbz HAVE YOU SEEN TBZ'S COVER OF LOVE ME RIGHT???? and call me baby??!?! chanhee sounded so much like baekhyun doing the high notes of LMR and hyunjae has always given me such a baekhyun vibe esp in that call me baby cover SO YEAH sm's step sons indeed!! (also special mention to the four jaehyuns collab of call me baby LOL) and yeahh the battle royale theme was pretty cool but i kinda wish they went a bit deeper into the concept :') i also enjoy the dark concepts!! love love loved drink it (it's my #1 tbz song!!) and i wish that was an Actual Comeback but i guess it's similar to what they did with reveal! i wouldn't mind if they fully went into the vixx level of dark ahaha or something svt's fear... i wouldn't survive it. but if they do pull through with the wings of desire / red string of fate concept for the feb comeback that'd be so so cool 🤞 manifesting it!!

ikr i can't believe a bird just freely did that like... it's not afraid of humans??? wild. hoshi??? also wild. that probs fed into his tiger agenda for years like woOOow he can communicate with animals HAHA. omg it sounds like you bias both ends of the spectrum though... the instigator and the person on the receiving end of the bullying LMAOO. i totally feel you on the homie hopper-ness like i practically do the bias sorter every month and it'll have shuffled around slightly, my buffet is on a rotational bias like a lazy susan :') do fics (reading or writing them) ever influence your bias ranking? or is it more like whoever posts cute pics at the time? bc i see you with those recent bf seungcheol perm pics 👀

and whaaat no way you're turning a yeonjun/hoshi fic into a sunwoo fic... bc i was thinking of writing a hoshi version of one of my sunwoo fics!! and my sunwoo christmas fic was originally written for hoshi too (which... you'll see on my newly exposed svt blog ahaha). guess we all see them as the hot but actually a loser type of character LOL. but ahhh your fic sounds good already, the exes part sounds like it'll be quite angsty but i love that kind of concept! and it sounds like a good opportunity for pretty descriptions and exploring relationship dynamics. ooh are there any tropes or particular things in fics that you like to read/write? ahh anyway i hope your winter break is going well and that find the motivation you need to continue whatever you're working on atm!! 💫

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Review: Izzii Grace’s new single ‘Hoodies’ offers an indie-pop and r&b blend, with a message of dating struggles to comfort those who listen deeper

Queer indie-pop artist Izzii Grace uses her music to pen the nuances of her personal experiences, from her love life to mental health issues, Izzii aims to inspire and comfort her listeners with her own struggles. With features on BBC Introducing, Unsigned Music and Radio Xtra and playing a range of shows around London, Izzii may just be starting her journey but she’s already on the radar of many and her new single ‘Hoodies’ only further adds to her impressive discography.

Leading with dreamy synths and echoey backing vocals, ‘Hoodies’ immediately sets the vibe as one of utter calm and serenity, urging you fall into the soft bedding of its soundscape and rest your weary head. As floaty guitar strums join into the mix after a short intro, their reverberated notes take front and centre place within the instrumentals, paired predominantly beside a steady and subdued drum beat. Keeping things at a slowed pace, ‘Hoodies’ continually feels like its nestling you into a slumber, accompanied by a friend who adds witty spoken lines every so often between vocals. With such a minimal soundscape, Izzii’s vocal performance is forced to be the absolute heart of the release and the experience, and her hauntingly agile range gives a performance of delicacy and strength that more than champions her sound. Complemented beautifully with backing hums and ahhs that have a dreamy effect placed on them alongside spoken snippets and repeated lines, ‘Hoodies’ offers a lot for a song so instrumentally simple. Resting at a little over three minutes, it’s easy to loose yourself in the atmospheric journey that ‘Hoodies’ has to offer, urging you listen just one more time as you’re transported to a comforting and warm headspace by Izzii’s defining sound.

Detailing Izzii’s dating experiences, ‘Hoodies’ explores how she always seems to date the same type of person, leaving every date carrying a sense of deja vu and another new hoodie to add to the pile. With her dates always seeming to want only one thing, Izzii often finds herself left with their rubbish hoodies and a falsely romanticised version of them in her head as things come to a close once again. Featuring many lingering lines like ‘You can find them [hoodies] in the closet with the skeletons’, ‘Hoodies’ embodies a real sense of yearning and heartache, as the hoodies of these continual dates lie beside her embarrassing or hidden secrets tucked away at the depths of her closet to be forgotten and overcome with time. Whilst ‘Hoodies’ lyrically weighs a little heavier, Izzii’s words float in a soundscape that’s a dreamy pick-me-up to contrast, boasting a message of how dating isn’t easy for anyone and hoping that her audience are reminded of that. Just like many, Izzii also touches on how we as humans tend to create imaginary details about those we’re dating, painting a picture of perfection in our minds when reality is far from it: ‘Fell for a version of me, that you created right in your head.’ Whether her dates truly leave behind so many hoodies, or whether they’re just a metaphor for the baggage they leave behind, ‘Hoodies’ manages to wonderfully capture the difficulties that come with dating, reassuring everyone listening that they’re not alone and ultimately will be okay.

Enjoy the whimsical soundscape of ‘Hoodies’ for yourself here, and don’t forget to listen to Izzii’s poignant lyricism along the way!

Written by: Tatiana Whybrow

Photo Credits: Izzii Grace

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ohmysparkle · 3 years

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domming bang chan — i’d love to see an otherwise dom sub for someone💀

Sub Bang Chan is SO underrated, I don't get it. That man works so hard, is so good to the boys, he deserves to be getting the best head in the world 24/7.

But the thing with strong, hard working men like Chan is that they're all soft on the inside. On the outside they scream DADDY but inside he's truly BABY.

❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️

* Pairing: Sub!Bang Chan x Reader

* Length: 1.6K

* Warnings: gentle femdom, overstim, body fluids, crying.

❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️ X ❤️

Chan walks into the apartment with what you can recognize as monumental exhaustion. He wears it on his features, his shoulders are tense yet slouched from the weight of things, his steps slow and quiet. He’s like a silent cat stalking through the living area, careful as he sets things down so as not to disturb you.

You’re baking something, it’s savory by the smell of it. He’s home later than expected and imagines you’ve kept yourself busy in order to wait for him.

“Honey…” he quietly lets out, hoping you wouldn’t be startled, “I’m home.”

“Chan!” You shout happily as you turn to see him, but your energy soon deflates as you’re met with his tired eyes. “Oh baby… you look so tired.” You say, cupping his face and cherishing his features as hard as you can, hoping that will help the tension melt away.

He simply nods his head in your embrace as he scores his eyes shut in frustration.

“Are you hungry?” You inquire.

“No… I just want to…” he hesitates.

“Relax?” You both know what the suggestion in your tone will lead to.

“Yes…” he whispers, grabbing one of your hands and kissing it. “Please.”

“Go wait for me on the couch darling, get comfortable.”

You make sure to set up everything in the kitchen so nothing burns while you’re away tending to your husband. Chan is waiting for you on the couch, his back lazily slumped against the cushions as his eyes closed and he sighs. You kind of sneak up on him like this, but you take a moment to notice the fact that he’s so tired and it fills you with a bit of pain, you know your husband is always so hard-working and it breaks your heart to see him like this sometimes.

You lean over him, your arms and lightly roaming over his body, his blazer, his slacks, until finally you begin undoing all of the buttons and zippers. You peel his shirt and blazer back exposing his taut abdomen, the exposure of his skin earns yet another sigh from the tired man. You kiss his temple, and over each of his eyes, almost feeling the tension he carries in them.

“Just lay back and relax, honey.” You whisper into his ear, “I’m gonna take good care of you.”

These words are accompanied by you undoing his belt, and lowering his pants and briefs until he was naked save for the shirt and blazer hanging off of his arms. His golden skin is so warm all over, everywhere you touch is like a burn building up… but you remind yourself that he needs some doting on due to his state.

You kneel beside him on the couch, raising yourself so that you're looking down at him. “Channie…” you sing-song, tapping the tip of his nose so he opens his dreary eyes. You peel your top off, exposing yourself to him, and he eyes your breasts like a man starved, some liveliness coming back to his features. You cup his chin so his eyes meet yours, “You can suck.”

It’s like therapy for him… this busy, hardworking, tense man collapses at home upon his wife's breasts like a baby. He furrows his brows as he brings his plump breasts to one nipple, his glossy tongue swirling on the bus as he sucks it into his mouth. He moans against your breast, bringing his strong arms to circle your back and press you further against him as he hums in delight, as if he were savoring a candy.

You rub his back, run your fingers through his hair as he melts in your arms.

“Mm… Channie, you’ve been such a good boy today, haven't you?” you coo as gently as you can.

“Mm-hmm…” He noods with your tit in his mouth, opening his glossy eyes to look at you hopefully. Praise - it’s what the inner sensitive boy of a big strong man like Chan really wants at the end of the day. So hard working, he keeps up a front of perfection with all his friends and colleagues, but at home he just wants to be taken care of, finding a space so safe that he can show all his shortcomings and vulnerabilities with you.

“You work so hard, my sweet boy. I’m a-always so proud of you.” You stutter when he moves to your other breast. “Such a good, hardworking boy.”

He begins to rub one breast as his mouth plays with the other, but you stop him before you get carried away. He fusses when you pull away the slightest, but your quick to silence him by tugging at his bottom lip with the pad of your thumb. Chan slowly opens his mouth, his sharp and masculine features going soft in his dreamy arousal, you had almost forgotten to check on his cock, so erect and already leaking at the tip, a tiny dribble of his fluids glistening against his trim hair.

He leaves his mouth open in obedience, letting you languidly stick your tongue in as you slowly bring your hand down to his trail along his abdomen, nails scratching and tickling his skin. His breath hisses out past his lips and you inhale his sweet breath as you lick over his lips or suck on his tongue.

And when you reach for his member, clasping the wet tip, he justs his jaw in surprise, teeth clicking together. He nearly bit your tongue, and he looks at you apologetically. You tsk and slap his cheek with your index and middle finger, albeit still playfully, as a warning.

“Don’t start getting bad on me Channie…” you warn.

Now that you have his cock in the palm of your hand he wouldn’t dare. You lazily stroke up and down, while keeping your eyes level with his, a knowing smile grazing your lips as you admire his handsome features.

“You’ve been so good that I’m gonna give you a little reward, baby boy.” You run the tip of your nose over his temple, smelling his skin and the scent of his shampoo. “I want to see my little boy cum a lot since he’s been so good, but you’ve got to help me clean up the mess you make, ok?”

“Yes, yes honey… yes.” He pleads. You rub up and down, finally spitting on your hand to get a smoother glide as you increase your efforts.

“Y - yes! Ahh…” his moans are deep and raspy, “Honey, I’m - uhh!”

Chan doesn’t take long in cumming, clinging to you, and for a moment you slow your movements so he catches his breath. He’s spilled all over your fist and his abs, white droplets decorating the dark curls in his crotch.

“We’re gonna go again, baby.” You pick up the pace again on his softening cock, making new kinds of noises come from his pretty mouth. You liberally kiss him now, as you jerk him off more quickly, his entire body tensing as he whines in overstimulation.

Slowly, the firmness builds up again, it’ll only take a minute more until he cums again, you figure.

“Channie, be good and play with your balls for me.” you command, and you swallow his next loud moan with your lips. He’s fondling and squeezing his balls diligently despite not being able to control much of his body due to the pleasure. The way your warm breath fans his face, your breasts press to his chest, and your pretty little hand pumps his thick cock.

He cums with loud cry… and then…

Your sweet boy does really cry, letting out sobs and sniffles as he clings to you and buries his head in your chest, tickling you with his soft hair.

“Thank you… thank you, honey.” He cries.

“Oh baby, my sweet boy.” You kiss the top of his head. He must be so tired and stressed, and with the way you were touching him, he must have gotten so emotional. You rock him softly in your arms, humming a mindless tune to him.

“C’mon baby, help me clean up and I’ll take some more care of you…” You coo. You planned on spoiling him all evening.

You dip a finger against his abdomen to swipe off a droplet of semen, bringing it to his mouth, and he politely sucks on your finger, his teary eyes looking at yours lovingly. Before he can swallow you press your lips to his, kissing him deeply and tasting him in his mouth as you both swallow and suck away against one another.

The next few drops are ones you collect with your own tongue, licking his taut abs clean, and you come up to kiss him again. He eagerly sucks himself off of your tongue.

The rest is something you can clean off in the shower, you think, so you continue to wind down your crying man by pressing tender kisses all over his face, neck, lips, hands… Kissing the tears away until they’re long gone and the sniffles subside.

“You know I’m always so proud of you, Chan. I’m always gonna be here to take care of you when you’re tired or stressed, or whenever you need it… I’m always here baby, you got that?”

A single tear spills from one eye, and he looks at you like he’s fallen in love all over again, just nodding in agreement before he ends the conversation with a single, smiling kiss.

#stray kids smut #bang chan smut #sub!bang chan #sub!skz #sub!idol #stray kids chan smut

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neptune-midheaven · 4 years

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💓 Astro Notes PT 3 ! 💓

+I’m definitelyy gonna do sign posts soon, like houses, planets, asteroids, and all, it’s all gonna have a theme to each topic yada yada yadaa, so look outtt+

>A bit of a long post here so have fun scrolling through it hehe :))

*All aries risings have sign/house synchronization because the house order doesn’t move or if it does move at all it hardly does, only shifting by a sign or two depending on how late the ascendant degree is, this is notorious of aries’ independence streak by wanting each sign to be in their native houses, to feel its house’s full power, aries rules 1st the house of identity so there’s the more symbolic way for this occurring. It’s pure energy here.

*Venus-saturn, especially conjunction, definitely carry a big daddy vibe. It’s more prominent if the two are placed in the angular houses.

*Taurus and libra are both rules by venus, but these energies are distributed between the two signs in different ways. A basic way to differ the two energy wise is taurus is the “masculine” side of venus, libra is far more “feminine”. Both are delicate but in different ways taurus is “heavier”, for it being an earth sign, contrasted with the airy and flighty libra.

*Libra sun is in fall in astrology, the fall meaning the behavior of the sign contradicts the traditional role of the planet, the role of the sun is to stand out from everyone else, its your radiance, what makes you special, it’s your ego and what you take pride in. But libra wants to be relatable to everyone, to NOT stand out, merge and meet and balance !! This is the opposite of aries, aries is independent, “what makes ME independent, me me me !!”, explaining its exaltation when the sun enters this sign, it’s not absolutely the same as leo sun or the suns energy overall but it’s a close fit, almost... perfect, that’s what the exaltation means represents here. Libra is focused on everyone else around them, everyone other than themselves, the people around them and how they can compromise to fit everyone’s needs. I mentioned before they don’t like to stand out, this is excluding fire placements in a libras chart which will create a person who relates well to others but still demands to stand out in whatever planet is in a fire sign.

*Whatever house leo is ruling is wherever your rising sign’s ego is being expressed in, ex: leo in 11th expresses their ego, creativity with friends, causes. This area of life is where you’ll likely take most pride in, excluding the suns placement in the chart.

*Neptune in 7th can attract a lot of partners in need of healing or help. This person is very healing and guiding in relationships, maybe they could even make a good guidance counselor, but I’m not so sure astrologically because I haven’t looked into it entirely, let me know if this is true.

*Neptune in 2nd is the type of person to browse a shop, find whatever they like but never end up buying it, they change their minds about it by putting it back right before they leave. They could’ve been talking about hooow much they want to get whatever they’re holding onto over and over again but never buy the thinggg.

*Aries mercury were always told to lower their voice or be quiet as kids I swear.

*Uranus in 12th feels they should hide their brilliance, these are veryy creative people they just keep it a secret.

*12th house feels like a never ending game of hide and seek, you find the planet sometimes but you’re always in a never ending loop, always searching for it.

*The moon in astrology, when looking into the mother, who’s ruled by the moon in astrology, describes your relationship with her, what she’s like, how she raised you etc...

*Ex: taurus moons, your mother gave you many gifts, she adored youu as taurus is ruled venus which rules gifts and appreciation, she was also very relaxed in your childhood, she still is now. This relationship is a very calm, steady one, moon is exalted in taurus meaning the role of the moon is comfortable in relaxed and comfy taurus.

*Ex: a moon in 8th, the house of intense and psychic scorpio, could have a psychic or even telepathic bond to the mother, this is a very strong connection overall and depending on its sign and aspects is where you’ll find the specifics of the relationship from, the details, how the relationship is flavored.

*Sun in 12th indicates an absent father figure. This placement is difficult, i’m so sorry if you have it because you can never feel like you can be yourself, it’s hidden from you. With any other placement in astrology, there’s a gorgeous, forgiving upside to it, you’re very healing and understanding of others, an empath or at least someone who sucks in the negative vibes out the environment, it can get quite exhausting !! so always need to seclude yourself now and then, you’re very loyal and caring of your loved ones, people love you for your sensitivity and empathy as this placement also makes you an old soul, someone overflowing with wisdom others rely on.

*5th house shows you what your child will be like, what traits they embody, what they will do and even how they act.

*Capricorn risings look elvish, they have high cheekbones a lot like a LOTR character and elvish, chiseled ears. It’s not OUT there but it’s subtle.

*Chiron in 9th has experienced religious trauma.

*A lot of 12th or 8th house placements carry a lot of karma.

*Mercury-pluto (especially negative) can become inconsiderate in arguments, they bring up a ton of shit to use against you, only as long as they can win.

*Scorpio suns are far more optimistic and light hearted than the moon sign.

*Mercury-ascendant aspects can make even an introverted rising sign more out-going, open, talkative (not that introverted risings can’t be talkative this is just what comes with this placement).

*You may be good at something without realizing it, take a peak at your 12th house or quintiles !! For quintiles, look up the trine form of whatever two planets are aspected for the general description since there’s not too much to find online sadly. 12th house is something you don’t really know or realize you’re good at, especially early in life, the secret talent pertaining to whichever sign or planet are ruling/in this house.

*Leo venus take pride in their loverss like damnnnn they literally treat their partners as royalty, king and queen, kissing the ground they walk on and everything, they’re so devoted in love, it’s adorable !! <33

*Pisces and leo moons, THE dreamiest, most romantic moon sign pairr, it’s well known pisces is the hopeless romantic of the zodiac, however to bring up the flamboyant, dramatic leo moon when describing a dreamy romantic you wonder, really ?? Yes this is extremely true ! Both signs, pisces and leo, are fairly alike, almost alike in fact, considering they both create a inconjunction in the natal chart, two signs who share some similarities while still contradicting one another in ways they express these similarities, both pisces and leo are creative, talented, have a love for the arts, film, music, loyal as friends and love to care for others, both are insanely idealistic. Leo rules the child remember !! so they’re a childlike sign with young idealism, an idealistic moon sign here. Both leo and pisces moons are children at heart, they’re so gooey and sweet.

*Sun in 10th can get any job they apply for, they could even be terrible at that job they want, the one they want to try out for, they would even have a breakdown over how terrible they were in an interview but still get the job like HOWW- WITCHCRAFTT.

*Aquarius mercuries were known as the smartest kid in class, the einstein’s of the class, everyone asked for their answers for the homework, they just carry this flair of intellectual superiority just like the sun sign haha.

*Your 12th house is what you unconsciously give off the vibe of, your ascendant and midheaven are noticeable layers, different types of layers of you !!but the subtle layers of the 12th house, sign or planet, can always be sensed unconsciously, 12th house energies are at a higher octave, a higher vibration than the other houses, even 11th, you can notice a person’s subtle 12th house energy but they’re still completely unaware of it as it’s ! hidden ! from them.

*Aquarius venus, and really all air venuses in general, are soo stereotyped UGHH, what I mean by stereotyped is the descriptions of each of these venus signs is literally like the same shit over and overrr again, they all get terrible reps in the astro community it seems almost close minded because it’s also such a hugee generalization. It’s only about how the air venus energy is used, manifested in the person, if its underdeveloped or not. If it’s underdeveloped it’s going to be chaotically afloat from material love affairs, which earth venuses don’ttt like, water too, fire can handle the floaty-ness but if the passion’s not there- BYE !! If you develop an air venus well enough, you can balance the material and intellectual realms in your relationships, this is kinda natural for earth heavy charts with one the air signs here, however fire or even more air could become a little tricky to ground yourself in relationships. Just let your partners know you deserve your space because you guys can really run out of mental power after a while, so it’s necessary for you to recharge !! just don’t ghost people completely when you do, it’s where this immortal stereotype comes from.

*Saturn dominant people are flawless beings.

*Saturn in 3rd, YOU GUYS ARE SOOOSOO SOOO SMART AHH. Their minds are always running at a fast pace like literal lightning, or they become too overwhelming (not in a bad sense ofcc, it’s just how it is) that the person’s speech rhythm is kinda forgotten about in a way, it feels like that their mouths aren’t always running in sync. The thought they’re going to express into words should come out but it’s so quick or even “heavy” it jumbles up a sentence or it causes the person to mix up a word or two. Their minds are fast fast fastt but they feel like their mouths are running in literal slow motion. There’s nothing wrong with this, this placement makes amazingly smart peoplee. Just relax, try letting yourself go in conversation, let all that big, brain energy freee !!

*Alsoo, as singers they would and definitely ALWAYSS get their notes right, they have actual PERFECT voices, they really should become writers or, like I said, singing would be perfect for them because they would never mess up lmaoo.

*Libra, computerized concern and sympathy...

*Pluto in 8th feel unbeatable, indestructible almost, they have above average regenerative abilities, they have the best survival tactics but they keep it a secret, it’s 8th house we’re talking about.

*Whatever saturn is in is the area where you’ll become flawless in, you’ll master that area throughout your life with time.

*There is a guiding planet in astrology, the planet that is closest behind the sun, it’s considered your “second” chart ruler, or basically has the energy of it because you can probably relate to it being one of the most prominent energies in your chart.

*Sagittarius//9th house mercury is soooo blunt, so blunt. Wait did I mention they’re SOOO SO BLUNT.

*Moon in 5th need to perform, they love to get out on stage and perform with their entire hearts, they’ll do amazing in the performing arts, theatre, and honestly they probably already aree. These people are so playful and generally so fun to be around, they’re natural hypemen as well !!

*Taurus venus love to be appreciated by their partners, the gifts, the kisses, the food and allll.

*Neptune in 3rd feel everything in their environment, they can sift through the energies and vibes, it’s second nature, no not second nature, FIRST nature, they’re one with everything around them. Their minds are like a hazy, cloudy ocean containing every drop, every thought of a place, a person.

*Moon in 11th, and 10th too, have a special ability to understand and sympathize with the public, they always know what the public wants and even how to give it to them. This can easily get them famous since they’re extremely understanding people, especially if moon is healthy in the chart.

*Someone with a lot of capricorn/10th house or aquarius/11th house energy is very extroverted, they enjoy socializing with others but suffer from social burn outs often, they often need to recharge.

*Scorpio risings have intense voices, like their tone radiates throughout your head and it can feel intense overall, even when they’re speaking casually. The specific flavor or tone doesn’t matter but how it sounds overall is piercing.

*In astrology, libra rising starts the house cusps with each houses sister signs ruling each cusps ex: pisces rules 6th house, the house of virgo in astrology. Symbolically, libra wants to balance out the houses by blending the energies with the sister signs together, by with what is (house number) and how it’s done (sign on each house cusp), for balanceee !!

*Moon conjunction uranus TRANSITSS can cause literal earthquakes on earth, shocking news or something shocking or groundbreaking will happen that day either around the world and in personal, daily life. Ex: this transit happened on halloween during the blue moon, so basically no one ever trick or treats in my neighborhood, like barely anyone comes out i mean, it’s always 5 houses apart where people typically hand out candy, some people are just hanging out, we always run out of houses to go to since it’s not very active, but this year EVERYONE was out trick or treating it was so crazy to see so many people out, it was quite literally shocking because that actually never happens also there’s a whole pandemic going on too lmaooo.

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