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secondbeatsongs · 1 year

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new year, new food crime

I hate it when recipe bloggers tell you the entire rundown of their day before giving the recipe, so just to start off, I'm going to put this here:

3 cups of liquid (water + shrimp water) 3 packets unflavored gelatin 1 tbsp vegetable base (or a bouillon of some kind; that'd probably be fine) 1 large handful of shrimps (approx 20) 3 eggs, hard-boiled and sliced 1 small bag mixed frozen vegetables, thawed a gelatin mold or bowl with a capacity of 4 cups

now, looking at this ingredients list you might be asking, "hey SBS, what the fuck did you cook this time?" and to that I say: buckle up.

so I've been watching Arne & Carlos' videos for a bit, firstly because I was curious if they were gay (they seem to be), and secondly because I like their knitting patterns

but their channel isn't just knitting! they also cook together, and it's fun and chaotic, and one of the things they cooked…intrigued me.

I don't know how this dish is spelled. cabaret? kabaret? there are only a few recipes for it online, and most of those are not in english. but essentially, it is a Norwegian aspic with shrimp, vegetables, and hard-boiled egg in it.

what is aspic, you might ask? well, it's…I mean…it's meat jello. that's what it is. you cook meat for a while (some recipes say to use pig's feet, snout, etc), and it makes a gelatinous broth, which solidifies when it cools.

delightful!

however, I am not willing to make aspic from scratch for this, so I substituted it with unflavored gelatin packets. hooray!

(apparently in Norway, you can buy packets of instant aspic! but since you can't do that here, I looked up what ingredients are in instant aspic, and after putting them through google translate, decided "huh, seems like gelatin powder with some kind of bouillon", so that's how I ended up here)

this recipe isn't so much cooking as it is…construction. like sure, you heat up the gelatin, but after that it's pretty much just putting stuff together.

and apparently you can make this with pre-cooked or canned shrimp, but I only had the raw frozen kind, so I put them in a saucepan with just enough water to cover them, heated them until they were fully cooked, and then saved the water from the pan to mix in with the gelatin.

so, shrimpy water + enough water to make 3 cups of liquid, and then I mixed in vegetable base until it tasted…fine. (it didn't taste good, it just tasted…okay.)

then I heated up the liquid in the microwave (in a big 4-cup measuring cup), mixed in the three gelatin packets, and there you go! that's all of the cooking done.

now, for the assembly.

I put some of the shrimp all the way at the bottom of the jello mold, trying to arrange it so that it would look nice. I sliced the hard-boiled eggs, and put the prettiest slices of egg around the edges, sprinkling in some vegetables and pouring gelatin as I went.

…and then I gave up on being artistic, and just kinda lumped everything else in, and covered it with the gelatin mixture.

(unfortunately I didn't think to take pictures of the assembly portion of this, because I was multitasking at the time and got distracted, but you'll just have to trust me that it was a tolerable experience, and didn't look very interesting)

after that I chucked it into the fridge (gently), and left it alone while I streamed with makerrcat for a bit, stayed up way too late, and then passed out in a dramatic fashion.

13-ish hours later, I rescued it from its frigid prison.

hmmm

stare into the murky depths with me for a moment. look at this…nightmarish placid soup. this motionless broth.

one of my egg slices definitely didn't get covered all the way.

ah, well.

to unmold this monstrosity, I put it in a bowl of hot water for a minute or so, until it seemed like it could pull away from the edges. it really didn't take much, so if you (god forbid) try this yourself, keep an eye on it. gelatin melts fast.

then I put a plate over the jello mold, and flipped it over.

after a few tense seconds, it released from the mold with a slimy kthnk sound.

carefully. nervously. I lifted the mold.

and then I let out an involuntary "oh!" because…

…it's kind of…eerily beautiful?

like in a horrifying sort of eldritch way, it looks…lovely

vegetables and shrimp and eggs, suspended not just in space but in time, preserved and surrounded by a gelatinous cocoon…

I just like staring at it, okay! I just think it looks cool! so here's another picture of it from the side:

the egg slices…the little bits of yolk…enchanting

it definitely smells like food. but it's unclear what kind. vaguely shrimp-vegetable-egg, but muddled

let's cut into it

oh. oh god. it made kind of a…squelch? when I cut it?

hold on, you have to experience this for yourselves

god. deeply unsettling.

now, seeing what the inside is like is kind of interesting! there are places where the gelatin has sort of splintered apart from being cut, and there are gaps where pieces of vegetable have fallen out.

but...how does it taste?

...

fuck.

I really like it

this bizarre combination of textures is weirdly satisfying! the squish of the egg and the gelatin, the slight crunch of the vegetables and shrimp, it's just…good?

the gelatin itself just tastes vaguely of broth, but I don't mind it! I don't know if I would eat it by itself, but with the shrimp, egg, and veggies, it's perfectly okay!

the shrimp, egg, and vegetables of course just taste (respectively) like shrimp, egg, and vegetables, but that's...fine? I like all of these things, so this is pretty enjoyable!

so, some of the recipes I managed to find mention serving it with sort of a mayo-mustard mix, so obviously I have to try that

this...helps? like, it tastes really pleasant?

not that it was bad before, but it remains an enjoyable experience!

and a video that I saw (but could not understand) seemed to show it served on a piece of bread, again with the mayo-mustard.

this is also fine! I enjoy this too! I don't feel like it needs the bread, but it's all right!

this is bizarre.

I think most people would probably hate this. it's got the look of a 1960s party food (which is probably what it is), and "meat jello" isn't a texture that modern society regularly enjoys, but…I love it.

I actually love this.

I kind of understand now why people call dishes like this a "jello salad", because…I mean, I'm eating it, and my brain is saying, "yup. this is a salad" and I have no fucking idea why, but this right here? salad. for sure.

cold, wet salad.

damp, even.

so like...is this objectively good food? probably not.

but is it fun to eat? I think so.

it's refreshing, somehow. it's light, but also more filling than I expected it to be. I have no idea how much would be considered a reasonable serving, but I intend to figure it out as I go along.

so I'm not saying "go make this!" because although this combination of textures plays well with my brain in particular, I don't think that would be the case for everybody.

but I will be eating the rest of this.

weirdly? weirdly, it's just good.

an edit, a few days later:

I have done it. I have consumed the entire thing. and I enjoyed every bite of it.

in fact, I plan on making it again! probably more than once!

food crime? no. food…

(pauses to look up what the opposite of "crime" is)

…food blessing. food virtue. food achievement! food…benevolence.

this is what cabaret is.

at least, that's what it is to me.

(create and consume at your own risk.)

#food crimes #food #beware the tags if you haven't clicked the read more #beyond this point there are spoilers #well. I dunno. can a food crimes post be spoiled? who knows. probably #anyway #you have been warned #cabaret #kabaret #aspic #gelatin #shrimp #by the way #I decided a reasonable serving is about 1/4 of this recipe #that was enough for lunch #serve it with a slice of bread and a glass of milk #and I think that'd probably be enough for dinner #for me anyway #idk how other humans operate #I did genuinely enjoy this by the way #this isn't a joke - I really genuinely loved this #there was something so pleasant about the texture #it's hard for me to explain #but it was delightful #joyous even #and I will make it again #oh! another thing #one thing that's the opposite of ''crime'' is ''justice''#so it could be ''food justice''#which is‚ if I'm not mistaken‚ what happens in a food court

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bteezxyewriter12 · 1 year

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Still Here/ 12

Pairing- Hongjoong x Named Reader

Word count- 5k

Includes- Domestic fluff, bathtub sex, fingering, cock warming, riding, multiple orgasms, implied shower sex, fluff, ghost happenings/paranormal stuff, protective Hongjoong

Yh/w/n- Yunho wife's name

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One month later

Hongjoong POV

"So....movie night?", she asks

I nod, "Sure baby. Whatever you want"

"Disney?"

"You know I love Disney", I laugh

"What movie?", she asks

"Hmmm last time we watched The Little Mermaid. And Beauty and the Beast before that."

"Yeah. Do you want to watch a princess movie?", she asks

"Yeah jagi. I'll watch a princess movie with my princess"

She giggles, "You're so cute Joongie."

I just smile at her

"And you're my prince", she says, kissing my lips softly

I kiss her back, loving how her lips feel against mine

"I'll always be your prince", I smile

"I'll always be your princess", she replies, smiling too, "How about Tangled?"

I nod

"Yay", she cheers

My god, she's so fucking adorable

She gets the movie on and I sit back on her bed, leaning against the headboard

I came home from the studio really late to find her waiting up for me

I haven't had much time to spend with her the last few days, as I've been writing lyrics and making music to start our new album

Every time I've come home, she's been asleep and I usually just go right into bed and hold her

She's human, she needs more sleep than I do and I have no problem staying up and just keeping her in my arms

Holding her is one of my favorite things to do

But tonight she wanted to spend time with me and of course I want to spend time with her

Always

Movie night is perfect

She comes closer to me and I put my arm around her when she lays her head on my chest

She takes my other hand, laces our fingers, holding on tightly while we watch the movie

Since she moved in, we've been watching Disney movies

I've only seen a few and we're slowly getting through all of them

I didn't know I'd love Disney but I do

I haven't seen Tangled before though

"Baby", she says about half an hour into the movie

"Yeah jagi?", I ask

"Your nail polish is coming off"

I know

I just haven't had time to redo it

"Yeah jagi. I didn't have time to fix it yet"

"I'll do it", she says

"You wanna?", I ask, surprised

She knows I wear nail polish but she's never done my nails before

I usually do it myself

"Yeah Joongie. I can do it for you."

"Yeah ok baby.", I agree, actually excited

She moves to get up but I stop her, "Where are you going?"

"To get nail polish remover and my nail polish"

"You wanna do it now?"

She shrugs, "Why not?"

I guess there's no reason to not do it now

"Yeah ok"

She leaves for a second, coming back with remover and cotton balls

"Gimmie", she says, holding out her hand

I move mine to hers and she takes off the old nail polish

Then she goes to our walk in closet and pulls out five big plastic bins, pulling them on our king size bed

"Jagi what-"

"My nail polish", she says taking the lids off the boxes

My eyes pop open at how much she has

I knew she had a lot but not this much

"That's a lot Jo"

She shrugs, "You know I like doing my nails. And it's nowhere near as much as the make up I have"

I'll agree there

I gave her another room in the house for her makeup room

It's fine, the house has like six extra rooms

"I've always wanted to get one of those nail racks like they have in salons but I've never gotten around to it", she says

"Yeah that'd look nice with them hanging on the wall", I agree, "I'll get you some and you can put them up in your makeup room"

"No Joongie. You gave me so much already. I'll get them"

I shake my head, "No I'll get them. It's not a big deal baby"

"Joongie-"

"Please jagi?", I ask, "You're my princess. Let me spoil you"

"You already do Joongie! So much"

I shrug

She's the love of my life, of course I'm going to spoil her

I love doing it, I want to spoil her more and she fights me on it, showing me she doesn't care about my money at all

She always says the things I get her she can get on her own

Which is true but I like buying my girlfriend things

She deserves everything and I want to give it to her

"Then a little more shouldn't matter baby"

She crosses her arms, glaring at me with her eyebrow raised

I give her my best puppy face and she sighs, relenting

"Fine"

"Great", I smile widely, making her crack a smile, "Now let's see all the nail polishes"

She takes off the tops of the bins, her nail polish is organized by color with different brands

"What color do you want?"

"I dunno", I answer, looking through her polish

She has a lot that I want to try, some of the colors look cool

"There's so many I can't pick"

"Hold on", she says, disappearing into the hallway

She comes back in a minute with a medium plastic box

"Take out all the ones you like and I'll keep them in here for you to try"

"I...really?", I ask

"Yeah baby. This is my Joongie nail polish box", she answers smiling

She really is the best girl I could ever ask for

"Ok jagi, if you're sure"

"I'm sure baby. Go nuts"

I smile and start pulling out all the ones I want to try, putting them in the box

When I'm done the box is filled to the top

"Done baby?"

I nod

"Ok"

She puts the lids on the big boxes and I put them back in the closet so she doesn't have to carry them

Then she sits next to me, with the box of polish

"Which one Joongie?"

"I was thinking green?"

"Ooo yeah, I don't remember you wearing green recently"

"I haven't"

She pulls out all the green polish I picked and I choose an emerald looking one

"Ok Joongie. Gimme your hand"

I give her my hand and she takes it gently

"Your baby finger?", she giggles

"Whichever ones you want jagi. You can do more than one"

It doesn't matter to me as long as at least one is painted

She opens the polish and paints my ring finger, then moves to my middle finger and pointer finger

Then she takes my other hand, painting my thumb and pinky

I never thought I'd be doing this with my girlfriend

I never thought she'd want to paint my nails

I was afraid she'd think it was dumb when she asked me about it but she didn't

At first she actually thought I just did it for myself, because I wanted to and she was fine with that

She didn't think I was weird or creepy or feminine

But after I told her why I do it, she was proud of me for supporting a cause I felt passionate about

Everything I ever felt about myself that I thought a girl would make fun of me for or wouldn't like, isn't a big deal to her at all

She really loves me just the way I am

That is something I didn't think I'd find being an idol let alone a vampire, and I'm very aware how lucky I am

I'm never letting her go

As she puts a second coat of polish, she says, giggling, "You should paint my nails Joongie"

Huh

I never thought of that

I could, I know how

And I want to

"Ok jagi"

"I was kidding baby"

"I'm not. It's a great idea. You're doing mine and I'll do yours"

"You really want to?"

I nod

She shrugs, "Ok. Let me finish you first"

She gets a clear top coat and paints it over the color

"Let it dry for a minute"

I nod then ask, "Can you put my hair in a ponytail?"

"A ponytail?"

"Yeah jagi. I don't want my hair falling in my face while I do your nails"

"Ok baby"

She goes behind me and starts gathering my hair

I close my eyes, feeling her hands in my hair

Feels good

"Done", she says a few seconds later

She comes back to sit in front of me

"You look so handsome with your hair like that baby", she tells me

"Yeah jagi? You like it like this?"

If she likes it like this, I'll wear it like this more often

"Yeah Joongie. I do, a lot. ATINYS love it too"

"Ok jagi, I'll wear it like this for you more"

She gives me an adorable smile, "Only if you want to"

I do, I'll do anything to make her smile, to make her happy

I nod then ask her, "What color do you want?"

She shrugs, "I don't know. You pick"

I have an idea but I don't know if it's cringe or not

"How about the green you painted mine?"

A smile forms on her face, "Like couple nails?"

I nod, "Yeah"

"Yeah Joongie! That's such a good idea"

"Yeah?", I ask

She nods, "It's so cute baby"

I'm so glad she's good with it and didn't make fun of me

But I should know her by now

I know she's not like that and I shouldn't ever be nervous around her

I shake the bottle of nail polish, then open it and take her hand, kissing the back of it

"Joongie", she giggles, "Such a gentleman!"

I just smile at her

Holding her hand in one of mine, I take the nail polish brush and start painting her nails

She watches me as I brush the nail polish on her nails

"You're good at this Joongie", she praises

"Thanks baby. I do this for some of the guys too"

I finish one of her hands, so I take her other, kiss the back of that too and paint those nails

When I finish, I hold her hand up and gently blow on her nails to help dry them

After, I put a second coat of green, then the clear top coat

"Done jagi"

"Thanks baby", she says, holding her hand up and looking at her nails

"You did an amazing job baby. You should do my nails all the time"

I have absolutely no problem with that

I move her hair behind her shoulder, running my fingers in it

"Ok jagi. I will"

She grins at me, then leans towards me, kissing me softly

"You're the best Joongie"

I love when she says that

I try to be the best for her, try to be everything she needs and wants

"Want to finish watching the movie?", I ask her

She nods, so we settle back in her bed and unpause the movie

A little bit later, she takes a pillow, puts it on my lap and lays down

I smile down at her, running my fingers in her hair as we watch the rest of the movie

When it's over, I look down at her to find her asleep

It had to be because of playing with her hair

That makes her fall asleep almost immediately

I move her gently, holding her in my arms while I move the pillow to her side of the bed

Laying her down, I kiss her forehead, then get up and shut the tv off

Putting the blanket over her, I shut the light off then get into bed next to her

I cuddle into her back, putting my arm around her and snuggling into the back of her neck

I close my eyes, feeling myself falling asleep right away

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Two weeks later

Hongjoong POV

"Jagi?", I call, coming into the house after practice

"In the kitchen!"

I walk in to find her at the stove cooking something

"Hi jagi", I say, pressing a kiss to her cheek

"Hi baby", she smiles, softly, "Are you hungry? Do you want blood?"

"I can get it baby", I answer

She rolls her eyes, "Oh stop Joongie. When are you going to realize the blood thing doesn't bother me?"

Yeah, I don't know if I could ever get used to that

She's around now when I have to drink it

I try to do it when she's sleeping or out or in another room

I know she's trying hard to show me that it doesn't bother her since we moved in together, but it's still strange

"I know jagi but-"

"Oh shush and sit down", she scolds, pointing to the dining room table

"Yeah ok", I give in

Sitting, I watch her get a blood bag out and cut it open with a scissor

I watch her face for any discomfort or grossness when she pours the blood in a mug

There's nothing

No nose scrunch, no lip curl, no disgusted face, no eyebrow raise

Nothing

She just puts the mug in the microwave for two minutes

Then she cleans up the blood bag and continues to finish cooking her food

When the microwave goes off, she pulls out a food thermometer, placing it in the mug to check the temperature

She frowns, taking the thermometer out and putting the cup back in the microwave for another minute

I'm completely shocked watching her

She's shown up with a warm cup of blood for me before but I've never watched her get it ready

It's like she's just cooking something else

She's extraordinary and I feel so loved, so accepted

She's the best

The beeping sound signals the microwave stopping and she repeats the whole thing with the thermometer

She drops the thermometer into the sink, then comes to me giving me the mug

She kisses my cheek, then goes to get her food, bringing it to the table and sitting with me

I'm just in awe of her

"Don't just look at me baby. Drink it", she urges

"Thank you jagi", I say softly

"Of course baby", she says, taking a bite of her food

I take a sip of the blood, warm just how I like it

"So pretty baby", she says suddenly, squeezing my hand

"Huh?"

"You're eyes. Pretty green"

I just smile, "Well you have those beautiful brown ones jagi"

She snorts, "Your brown is prettier than mine Joongie"

I shake my head, "No baby. You know I love your eyes. Don't say anything bad about them"

She just smiles, "Ok baby"

When we finish eating, she washes all the dishes

"Jagi, I need a shower. Do you wanna come?"

She nods, "Yeah baby but let me use the bathroom first before we do"

I nod, "Sure baby"

She goes to the master bathroom in our room, while I wait

I hear the shower turning on, knowing she's getting it ready for us

After a few minutes the shower turns off and I hear, "What the fuck?"

She sounds scared and I immediately run into the bathroom

"Jagi what's wrong?", I ask, checking for any threat

She points to the mirror, "It's..it's not there anymore"

I glance at the mirror to see nothing there

"What's not there jagi?"

"It was here! I turned the shower off and I saw..."

"Saw what baby?", I ask, wondering if she's getting sick

"A girl. Dressed in white. Her face...dead and decayed"

Uh what?

I raise my hand to her head to check for a fever

"I'm not sick Joongie. I saw it"

"Uh ok baby. I don't see anything though"

"Joongie...I think we have a ghost", she says

I raise my eyebrow, "A ghost?"

I haven't seen any evidence of ghosts, ever, in my entire existence

While lots of supernatural things do exist, I thought ghosts were fake

She nods, "Yeah"

"But nothing weird has happened", I say, trying to think if I've seen anything ghostly

"Well....because it happens when you're not around"

"What?"

Things have happened to her?

Here?

"Things happen Joongie. Things like this. The girl is just there. Stuff moves by itself. Things are in one place and when I turn away then turn back they're in another spot. Cabinets open on their own. I get weird messages written on the mirror telling me to run and get out. I feel like someone is touching my arm or shoulder but nothing is there. Your instruments start playing by themselves. The tv or radio turns on and off by themselves"

Ok why hasn't she said anything until now?

Which is what I ask her

"Because I...I wasn't sure if these things were really happening at first. And then I didn't know if ghosts really existed. And I just hoped they would stop. And I...I didn't think you'd believe me"

That shocks me

Why wouldn't I believe her?

Of course I would

"Why would you think that baby?"

"Because you never said anything about weird stuff happening here and you've lived here for years. I didn't know if you'd think I was making stuff up"

I pull her to me in a tight embrace, "I would never think you'd ever make anything up baby ok? Don't be afraid to tell me anything. I'll always believe you ok?"

"Do you?", she asks

I nod, "I do baby. And look nothing like what you're saying has ever happened to me here. But if you say they did, then they did"

"What are we gonna do?", she asks

"We can ask Yh/w/n to do a spell or something to see if there is a ghost or something like that ok? I'll text him and ask them to come tomorrow ok?"

She nods, holding onto me tightly

"We can leave if you want jagi. We can go to the dorm"

She shakes her head, "I don't want to leave our house baby. I don't want this thing to think it won"

I don't see how that matters but if she wants to stay, we'll stay

"Ok jagi. We'll stay and I'll text Yunho ok?"

She nods, hugging me tightly

I'm upset that this is happening, especially to her and I'm upset with myself for not noticing anything

"Do you still want to shower baby?", I ask

"Well yeah but a little later", she says, pulling away from me, tugging me with her

She brings me to the bathtub and I notice that it's full of water, bubbles in it

"Did you do that?", I ask

She nods, "For you"

"For me?"

She nods, "I dunno, I know you don't get tired or sore from practice but I thought it'd be a good idea? To relax?"

I smile widely, "Thanks jagi. You're coming with me right?"

"If you want me to"

"I do baby"

She nods, smiling softly

We get undressed and I go in the bathtub first, the water nice and hot

Sitting down, I lean back, then hold her hand, helping her get in too

As she sits, I pull her back against me, her back to my chest and wrap my arms around her

She leans back on me, turning her head, kissing my jaw soflty

"Water feels good jagi?", I ask

She nods, her head against my shoulder, her eyes closed, "Good for you baby?"

"Yeah", I agree

I like baths, when I have time for them

Normally with the whole idol thing, I don't, so showers it is

But I have taken baths for the majority of my two thousand years life

Showers are modern things and I've gotten used to them

And honestly it feels so much better being in a bath with someone else

Leaning my head against the wall, I close my eyes, moving my fingers slowly along her thighs

It's nice to just relax like this with her

"How was practice baby?"

"Good. We learned the choreo for Paradigm. It's intense, lots of moves in quick succession"

"Was it hard?"

"Not too bad. Some parts I had to redo a few times to get it right but with practice it'll be fine"

"I don't know how you can coordinate your body like that. I can't even take in all the moves when I watch you guys. I'd never be able to do it"

"You would jagi", I say, believing that one hundred percent, "If it was broken down for you and you'd practiced each part, you'd get it. I know you would"

She giggles, the sound so cute, "You have too much faith in me"

"Not too much", I joke, "Just enough to know I'm right"

She laughs, turning her head and kissing my cheek, "Ok baby. You're right"

"I know I am", I agree, kissing the top of her head

We sit in the warm water together, comfortable silence around us

I'm just enjoying the feel of her against me and I wonder why we haven't done this before

And if we can do it more often

After a little while, I feel her shiver against me

"You ok jagi?", I ask

"Mmm hmm", she answers, continuing to tremble

"You're shaking baby", I tell her

"Because...because your hand....", she trails off

I notice then that I'm moving my fingers along the inside of her thigh

I get it, she's turned on

Smirking, I move my fingers to her pussy, running them along her little slit

"Ffff", she whimpers

"So wet jagi", I tell her

And it's not from the water

Her juice is sticky and it feels different from the water

"Joongie", she whines, pushing her head back on my shoulder, her eyes closed, biting her bottom lip

"Does my pretty baby wanna cum?", I ask, rubbing her clit

She nods, "Yes baby"

"Alright jagi. Anything you want"

Moving my hand down, I slide two fingers into her waiting pussy, feeling them get swallowed and throbbed on instantly

"So horny baby", I smirk, "You wanna cum bad"

She nods, her body shivering when I pull my fingers out, then plunge them back in, right into her spot

I can find her spot in my sleep

I move slowly, dragging in and out of her pretty hole, massaging her spot when I go back in, wetting my fingers so fucking much

As I fuck my fingers into her, I move my other hand around her waist, rubbing her little pulsing clit

"Oh god", she whimpers, her cunt clenching around my fingers hard

"Feels good baby girl?"

She nods slowly, moaning so fucking erotically

Leaning my head down, I kiss the side of her neck, licking the skin before I suck on it

"Jjj..Joongie", she whimpers, her hands moving, one gripping my wrist, the other my leg

"So close baby", I murmur, moving my fingers faster, "Gonna cum all over my fingers?"

She nods, "Yes...yes"

"That's my good girl. Cum for me"

She moans, her pussy throbbing hard around my fingers, her cream all over them

"Good girl", I praise her, pressing on her spot as she orgasms

Only when she finishes do I pull my fingers out

"Wanna sit on my dick jagi?"

She nods, moving, lifting herself up, her hand holding my cock up

She sinks on me, enveloping my length in her warm pulsing cunt

"Oh my god", I moan softly, pleasure running in me right away

She starts to bounce but I stop her, pulling her back against me

"Just stay baby", I tell her, "I'll make you cum"

Moving my hand back down, I play with her clit, feeling her drench my cock

I grope her boob with my free hand, pinching her nipple, feeling her shudder against me

Turning her head she reaches her arm up, around my neck, fingers in my hair, guiding me to her lips

She kisses me hungrily, her tongue down my throat, fingers twisting in my hair

Falling into her kiss, I revel in the feeling of her lips

In the feeling of her tongue against mine, her hard nipple in my hand, her pulsing clit against my fingertips, her spasming pussy clamped around my cock

Moving my fingers faster, I moan in her mouth, the pleasure intensifying the harder she clenches my cock

It feels so good, I wanna cum so bad

Just her pulsing can get me there

It's crazy how in tune my body is to hers

Just having my dick in a pussy would never have made me cum before

I needed so much more stimulation

Now I can cum just from eating her pussy

It's because I love her, because she turns me on like no one else, because I can't get enough of her

Because she's my everything

And I wouldn't have it any other way

Her small body shakes against me, the water in the tub sloshing around us but I don't stop playing with her clit

Not until she cums

I want to feel her orgasm more than I want to cum

"C'mon baby, don't keep me waiting", I whisper, before taking her lips against mine again

Her hand moves over mine that's gripping her breast, squeezing with me, moaning in my mouth

Her cunt pulses get so tight, she's so close

Just a little more

A few more passes over her clit has her coming around my cock, throwing me into massive pleasure

Kissing her desperately, I keep moving my fingers fast, coming and shooting my cum inside her orgasming pussy

My god it's so fucking good every fucking time

Both of us pull away from each other's lips, breathing hard as the pleasure fades

Leaning my forehead against hers, I wrap my arms around her waist, hugging her

"I love you", she whispers

"I love you jagi", I answer back, pressing a kiss to her nose

She smiles, turning to me, cuddling closer

"Wah the water is cold"

I chuckle, "Well we've been in here for awhile baby"

She pouts, making me laugh more

"Aww jagi. How about we go in the shower, clean up and then we can cuddle and watch another Disney movie?"

"That sounds like a great idea", she smiles

"Good baby. C'mon", I say

I quickly stand up with her in my arms and in the next second we're in the shower with the water running

"Holy shit", she says, looking pale, her hand on her stomach, "That was...fuck"

"Jagi? Are you ok?", I ask, worried I did something wrong

I never moved with my vampire speed with her before

Maybe it hurts humans

"Nauseous...that was....fast", she gasps

"Oh fuck, I'm sorry baby", I apologize, panicking

"Just....give...a few....seconds", she wheezes

"Ok jagi", I whisper, holding her, rubbing her back, doing anything to help her

After a few minutes, she breathes in and looks up at me

"Jesus Christ"

"I'm sorry baby"

She nods, "I know baby. It's ok. Just next time, gimme a warning so I can prepare"

"Yeah baby. Of course"

"So where were we?", she asks, giving me a weak smile

"Showering. But if you want to get out and lay down-"

She shakes her head, "No, I'm ok"

"Are you sure?"

She nods, "Besides, my vampire boyfriend had to make up for making me nauseous"

I blink, "Uh how?"

"Hmm well you look so fucking hot with that water all over your body and hair, so I'm thinking you use that vampire strength, hold me and fuck me against the wall"

My mouth drops open until my brain processing what she's saying

Then I smirk, grabbing her hips and lifting her up, her legs and arms wrapping around me

"I can do that baby", I murmur, then press my lips against hers

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Shaking in my arms wakes me up, the TV still paused on the Aladdin movie I stopped when she fells asleep

Something is wrong

My eyes immediately move to her, her small body spasming

I can hear her heartbeat accelerated, like it's going to burst out of her chest

"Jo?", I call, panicking

She's facing away from me and I sit up, moving her on her back

Her eyes are closed, her arms shaking, her legs locked straight and her fists opening and closing on the sheets

She's sweating so much, she's soaked through her pj tank top and underwear

She's having a nightmare or a night terror, something

"Jagi", I call louder, trying to shake her arm, "Joanne, wake up"

She breathes hard, pain on her face

"Joanne!", I shout, "Open your eyes! Wake up"

She's not waking up and I'm so fucking scared

Why isn't she waking up?

Suddenly she screams loudly and I smell blood

Four deep scratches appear on her upper arm going all the way down to her elbow

What the fuck?

This...this isn't a nightmare

This is more

It's that fucking ghost, spirit, whatever it fucking is that she was trying to tell me about

It's after her, it was trying to scare her

And now it's hurting her

More scratches appear on her- her chest, her thigh and it's scaring the fuck out of me

"Leave her alone!", I roar at whatever the fuck is hurting her and keeping her unconscious, "Get off her!"

Her little body stiffens as she starts choking

Her mouth is wide open, trying to breathe in, her breaths ragged

I see dark purple marks forming on the side of her neck

She's being choked

"Let go of her!", I shriek, grasping at her neck but there's nothing for me to pry off her

"Jagi", I yell, tears blinding me as I completely panic

I hate seeing her like this

Hurt by something I can't see, can't stop

"Let her go!", I shout, "Or I swear to God, I will find out whatever you are, I will make you solid and I will fucking tear your apart"

I hear a laughing sound that makes the rage in me boil over

"Do not fuck with me! I will make you wish you stayed dead! Leave her alone!"

The next thing I know she's sitting up, screaming my name, her eyes wide and open

"Jagi, I'm here! Baby", I call, pulling her to me, holding her, so relieved she's alive

I can't stop crying, holding her as she sobs and gasps for breath

After this, I know I have to find out what the fuck this thing is, what it wants and how to kill it

It will never hurt my baby again

This I swear

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Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Rating: NSFW 18+ Summary: Breakfast, a girls shopping trip and some lace lead to some fun. Word Count: 4,623 Warnings: Alcohol consumption Commentary: Thank you to @slipperygiraff as always for writing this with me.

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Less than an hour later the group were sitting in a diner looking through the menu laughing and joking. Eddie sat and watched the other three interacting and wondered how suddenly everything had changed but still looked the same, like everything hadn't been flipped upside down in the last hour. Did Stevie really like him like that? Could something really happen between them? His head, and his heart, hurt a little too much right now to be thinking about that.

They ordered food, ate and made chit chat, well the other three did, Eddie remained mostly silent. Before long they finished up and Stevie paid, at her insistence, went outside and parted ways. Eddie had to go to work, an excuse he made up to get away from everyone and to have a chance to think, J, Stevie and Robin headed for the local mall.

"We're glad you invited us last night. We had a great time!" Stevie said, offering J a smile.

"What dingus here is forgetting to say is thank you." Robin said, lightly punching Stevie in the arm.

"Aww!! Well, thank you both for coming! It was a blast last night and we've still got the day together!" J exclaimed, throwing an arm around both of their waists.

Robin had turned into a store, dragging the other two with her. They had been having a good time, laughing at the ridiculously hideous clothes they'd show each other. The two also helped Stevie pick out stuff to help her feel more comfortable on her feminine days, something she hadn't yet taken the time to do.

"So, Stevie, Eddie huh?" J said, raising an eyebrow at Stevie.

"Uh yeah. What about him?" Stevie asked, looking up from browsing through the other side of the rack.

"You tell me, you were the one who couldn't keep your eyes off him last night." J smirked. Clearly these two needed a push together.

"Oh my god." She gasped, looking back down at the rack in front of her in hopes of hiding the blush forming over her cheeks. "I'm so sorry J. I tried not to. I'm sorry."

"I can't blame you, he's a really nice guy and he's cute as well, not to mention his skills elsewhere." J shrugged.

"Look, I'm really sorry about that. I wouldn't try anything I promise." She really had tried not to stare at Eddie so much the night before but it was easier said than done. The feelings of anger had long gone, making room for other feelings to come back to the surface.

"What if he was single?" J asked.

Stevie looked back at J, eyebrows raised in confusion. "I don't see why that'd matter. Wouldn't change anything."

"Hmmm but what if it would? What if he likes you too?" J questioned.

"I'm not going to get in between you two. I just want to see him happy."

"But what if I wasn't in the picture?" J pushed.

"I uh, I don't know. What are you trying to say?" Stevie was starting to get a little nervous with where the conversation was going. She hadn't wanted to cause them any problems.

"That we split up this morning, just before you two came into the living room" J shrugged.

"If that is in any way my fault, I'm sorry. Are you ok?"

"It hurts a little because he's amazing but you were right when you said he deserves to be happy. It's not your fault at all, I have eyes and it wasn't fair on either him or myself to carry on if I'm not the one he actually wants to be with." J replied with a sad smile.

"I'm sorry. We can talk shit if it'll help. I'm sure Robin has plenty she could say." Stevie said as she quickly made her way to J, wrapping them in a tight hug.

"No no, that's not needed. He really is a great guy. He was upset when it ended so I know he felt something for me. The point here isn't me, Stevie, you've got to get yourself a man, if you want him that is" J said hugging her back.

"I couldn't do that to you. You guys just broke up only a couple of hours ago. Plus it's not like he has any feelings for me anyway, not with the way he left Hawkins." She felt wrong at the idea of going after someone right after they ended a relationship. Sure it'd be nice if Eddie had feelings for her but that didn't feel likely. Yeah she'd been trying to get over him leaving but that was proving to not be so easy. Stevie was quickly pulled back out of her thoughts by the sound of Robin snorting just a few feet away.

"I'm with Robs here, he's head over heels for you. Eddie left because he had too, he didn't say goodbye to you because he couldn't, too scared to face you and too scared you'd try and stop him."

"I probably would have. It would have been hard to try not to get him to stay. I get why but still…" At least she could admit that. It would have been difficult to not try and convince Eddie to stay, even if it wouldn't have been right.

"I need you to know that if you get with Eddie his life is here, he has a job and friends, he has a life here, you can't force him back to Hawkins." J said sternly.

"I couldn't do that to him. I promise. I can see how much better off he is here."

"That boy is stupid over you, anyway ladies, let's shop!!" J exclaims grabbing both their hands and walking quickly, dragging the two towards the next store.

"Uh, J? What are we doing?" Stevie asked, confused. This was not at all where she thought they'd end up when agreeing to go shopping.

"Well I need some new lingerie and this place is the best!" J smiled, starting to flick through the various styles.

"Loosen up Stevie! It's fine." Robin says looking over at Stevie who had her hands behind her back, rocking on her feet, and staring at the ground.

"Oh I really like this one" J says, picking up a cute red lacy set. "What do you think Robin? Would it suit me?" J winks.

"Um, yeah." Robin stammered. "That'd look great on you."

"Then I have to get it now!" J smirked. "Hmmm this one too" J smiled, picking up another set, clearly not in their size, "This way ladies! I need to try these on"

"I'll just uh wait over here." Stevie said as she walked towards a chair just outside the dressing room.

"I don't think so! I need all my girls with me!" J says grabbing Stevie with her.

"Guess I don't have a choice." Stevie shrugs and grabs Robin before J can pull her too far. "Which means you don't either!"

J, Robin and Stevie all squeeze into a dressing room and J starts to strip down to try the new set on.

"That. That uh." Robin stutters, followed by an elbow to the side from Stevie. "Looks hot." Robin squeaks, quickly throwing her hands over her mouth.

"Yeah, looks really good on you." Stevie beams at J after rolling her eyes at Robin.

"Thank you, you two. Want to try this on?" J asks turning to Stevie and gesturing to the other set she had brought in with her, a set that looked like it would fit Stevie.

"Um. I don't know." She whispered, blushing slightly.

"Take your time, you don't have to if you don't want to and we can always let you do it on your own if you want?" J whispers.

"I guess it couldn't hurt." Stevie admitted. It was just the three of them. What harm could it really do? She stumbled putting it all on but once it was on all she could do was stand there. Frozen looking at her reflection in the mirror. It felt right, good even.

"Oh my god! Look at you!! You look so hot! Seriously! You have to get it!" J exclaims.

"You think so?" Stevie said wetly, sniffling and failing to hold back the tears that were starting to stream down her face.

"Yeah, you really do. Eddie is going to absolutely lose his mind when he sees you in this." J winks.

"They're right Stevie. Looks good." Robin agreed.

"What would I do without you two?" Stevie asked, trying to wipe her face.

"Love you Stevie" J says hugging her, "I'm so proud of you." Stevie began to cry again, holding J tightly in return as Robin joined them. She just couldn't help it, people didn't often say they were proud of her. It took them several minutes to gather themselves enough to change back into their clothes and leave the dressing room, Robin offering to take it to the register for her.

After wandering a few more stores, they ended their trip with Stevie insisting on buying them milkshakes. She could tell them a million times how much she appreciated them but it wouldn't feel like enough, treating them when she could would just have to do.

It had been a week since Steve and Robin's trip to Indy. They had both had a great time but a movie night soon after had been needed. The movie had mostly gone ignored as Robin talked about her quickly developing crush on J. Not that Steve had been surprised when Robin finally said something. They weren't blind, they could see the way Robin had been looking. It'd be hard to blame her, J was easy on the eyes and quickly proving to be a wonderful person. Steve was absolutely going to encourage it, they had been pretty sure they noticed J flirting.

Then it had been time to talk about Steve. They were having a hard time. Still working to move past the last bit of negative feelings from Eddie leaving only to find out that not only was he now single but had feelings for them too. It was only making Eddie leaving without a word easier to understand.

Steve could have gone to Eddie before leaving Indy that day but it didn't feel right. It didn't matter if he had feelings for them, he deserved some time to process too. They weren't sure who needed that time more, them or Eddie. What were they going to do? It's not like they were ready to leave Hawkins. They'd miss the kids even if it wasn't that long of a drive and asking Eddie to come back was absolutely out of the question, they'd promised not to. Could it work only seeing each other when they had time off? For Eddie they'd make it work, he was worth it.

Stevie finally had a day off but Robin was working and the kids were off doing whatever it was they did when not pestering her for rides or to use her pool. The house was quiet as always, still no clue when her parents would return but the longer they stayed gone the better. She may not enjoy a quiet house but at least it meant that she didn't have to pretend like none of her recent self-discovery had happened.

She was standing in the mirror, wearing the lingerie she'd gotten on their shopping trip and fidgeting with the straps. She felt so good in it, thankful her friends had helped push her yet again. Which only brought to mind J's comment of how Eddie might react to mind, giving her an idea.

She put on the longest coat she owned, reaching just past her knees, and slipped on a pair of boots with extra chains and buckles. Did she really think this through? Was it actually a good idea? She wasn't going to dwell on that, thinking about it any more would just stop her and she was sure if the courage would ever come back.

Stevie turned the volume on her stereo all the way up once getting in the car. She didn't even care what tape was in, she just wanted something to drown out her thoughts. If she thought too much she'd turn around. She hadn't had the courage to tell Eddie how she felt before he left and she wasn't sure she'd find it again if she lost it now.

Maybe this was a bad idea? Sure both J and Robin had said she should go for it but they might not have meant like this. It was too late now, or was it?

Stevie parked the car and took a deep breath. Sure she could drive back home now without going through with it, the long drive has given her doubt too much time to start creeping in. Looking up at Eddie's apartment building, she dug deep and found the last little bit of courage she had left and got out of the car.

Thankfully Eddie's apartment was on the first floor, she was already sweating a little with nerves; she didn't need stairs to make it worse. After knocking on the door she put her hands in her coat pockets and started rocking on her feet as she waited. Was he home? Shit, she'd forgotten to look to see if his van was in the parking lot.

She jumped at the sound of a nearby door unlocking. No one else needed to see her like this, sheepishly waiting outside Eddie's door. It's not like they'd know what she had on under her coat, though she'd still be worried they somehow knew. Turning around and heading back towards her car she scanned the parking lot. No van in sight.

Did she really drive all the way here just for him to not be home? Where else could he be? Should she have called first just to see if he was home? It was only making her more determined to find him. It was still early enough in the day, maybe he had a client? Already having driven this far, it's not like a couple more minutes would hurt.

Stevie didn't see his van outside the shop either but there was probably parking in the back, she just didn't know how to get to it. Putting on a fake look of confidence she walked in and up to the front desk where a woman sat looking through a magazine.

"Hi, can I help you?" The woman asked, smiling up at Stevie.

"Is uh, Eddie here?" She half whispered.

"Oh, no. I'm sorry honey but he's not here. Did you have an appointment?"

"No. Sorry to bother you. Thank you!" She groaned as she turned around, leaving quickly. If he wasn't at home or work then where else was left to look? She knew J had a shift at the bar tonight, maybe they'd know where Eddie was. Back into her car she went, hoping that J would have some answers. If they didn't Stevie wasn't really sure what was next.

Walking into the bar was even harder than she thought. There were a lot more people than expected. She shoved her hands deep in her pockets as she walked up to the bar. Thankful that J was there, giving them a timid finger wave as they locked eyes.

"Hey you!! Everything ok?" J asked as Stevie walked towards the bar.

"For now, yeah. Any chance you know where I can find Eddie?" Stevie asked.

"He's sat over there in that booth," J answers, pointing to the corner of the bar, "what are you wearing under that coat? You must be a little cold with no pants on" J smirks.

"Well. Uh. Let's just say there's not a lot under here ok? Yeah I'm cold but I didn't think I'd be running around town." Stevie sighed, running a hand over her face hoping to hide her embarrassment.

"Oh babes he is absolutely going to lose his mind!! Just keep everything family friendly in here" J winks, "Want a shot for courage?"

"Oh my god, yes please!"

"Not that you need it" J says pouring Stevie a shot of sambuca "on the house"

"Thank you! I owe you one." Stevie says before quickly taking the shot and turning around to find Eddie.

Eddie had had a really tiring day. His first client had made him redraw the art work 3 times before it was deemed good enough. That set the tone for the day and by the end of it he needed a drink and a chat with J. Sitting contemplating whether to pick up pizza on the way home or not he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Not really thinking about it Eddie continued to be in a world of his own. It wasn't until a hand was placed on the table that Eddie paid attention.

A perfectly manicured hand with forest green nails was sitting by his drink. Eddie looked over at the owner and was met with the nicest set of legs he had ever seen. Far too much of them was hidden by the coat their owner was wearing. As his eyes travelled up the body to see who it was Eddies couldn't help but admire the figure that was in front of him, strong looking but soft around the edges.

Finally getting to the face Eddies was lost for words. In front of him stood Stevie, perfectly curled eyelashes with just a sweep of eyeliner underneath, she looked devastatingly beautiful.

"Hi," Eddie squeaked out, cleared his throat and then tried again, "Hi."

"Hey yourself" Stevie smirked, "Fancy seeing you here."

"Yeah, fancy that. Errmm, not that this isn't wonderful, but how come you're here?" Eddie questioned. "Do you want a drink?"

Stevie looked around quickly, leaned forward and opened up the collar of the coat slightly to reveal a thin strap and some black lace, before standing back up again and making sure everything was hidden.

Eddie took a deep steadying breath and a quick sip of his drink before he spoke again. "You, urm, here to see someone then?" he asked, glad that he sounded more with it than he felt, his mouth was dry and his pants were suddenly a little uncomfortable.

"Fuck sake," Stevie whispered, "I'm here for you, if you want me to be that is, if not I'll just go, you know what, I'll just go anyway, this was a bad idea" Stevie said shakily starting to turn.

Stevie was here, wearing THAT, for him?! And she didn't think Eddie wanted her? Oh fuck, she didn't think Eddie wanted her and was starting to walk away.

"Hey hey hey sweetheart, I was just in shock is all" Eddie suddenly said moving forward and taking a loose grasp of Stevies wrist. "Come back here" he said tugging slightly, pulling Stevie towards him and down on the seat. "You really come to find me wearing something lacy mm? What a lucky man I am" Eddie whispered into the ear of the woman practically sitting in his lap.

"Wonder what else you're wearing under there" he said seductively running a hand up and under the coat reaching the line of the lace panties. "You little minx, anyone could have seen you wearing this. You like the thought of that?" Eddie teased at the low whine and the cock twitch that preceded the sentence.

"You, just you, all for you" Stevie replied breathlessly.

"Up," Eddie demanded, "Let's get out of here now before I have you begging me to fuck you in the middle of this place." Pushing Stevie towards the door and grabbing his bag he hurried to catch up.

"I'll see you at home in a few minutes princess" Eddie whispered, grabbing Stevie's chin and forcing her to look at him before walking off towards his car.

Less than 5 minutes later he found Stevie waiting outside the apartment block looking wide eyed and relieved when she saw Eddie walking towards her.

"After you gorgeous" Eddie said, opening the door to the building and holding it open.

As soon as they were through the door Eddie pulled Stevie close and kissed her. Starting slowly and building more and more passion.

"I know I turned up in the hopes of this happening but I need to get this out there." Stevie said resting her forehead against Eddies, "I need to know if this happens it actually means something to you, that after this you're not going to run away again and ghost me, I can't go through that again."

"Never, I will never leave you again" Eddie replied quickly, "leaving you was the stupidest thing I've ever done and that's an extensive list" Stevie laughed wetly at Eddie's confession.

"Take me to bed Munson" Stevie mumbled against Eddie's lips before kissing him again. Their kissing grew more and more passionate and before long Stevie was pressed against the wall running her hands through Eddie's hair, tugging lightly. "Fuck" Eddie moaned "baby I need to see what you're wearing under this" he said reaching for the ties on the coat and pulling them open.

Eddie felt his hands swatted away and Stevie pushed him back slightly and reached for the top button of the coat, opening it up very slowly to reveal the lacy underwear set she was wearing. Taking the coat off and throwing it to the side she looked over at Eddie.

Eddie Munson had never considered praying to any god and thanking them for anything in his life but Stevie standing in front of him wearing this set with those boots had him wanting to thank every deity he could think of at that moment.

"Never before have I seen something so beautiful." Eddie said in awe as he stepped forward, pressing Stevie against the wall again and cupping her cheek before kissing her softly on the lips and then moving down to her neck leaving small hickies in his path down Stevie's chest and to her nipples.

"Stop teasing and take me somewhere to fuck me!" Stevie moaned out as Eddie bit down on one nipple and sucked.

"As you wish princess," Eddie said, picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom.

"Such a caveman" Stevie giggled as she was thrown on the bed.

Eddie quickly stripped down to his underwear and joined her on the bed.

Eddie kissed his way back down Stevie's body and carried on past where she wanted him the most. Lying in between her thighs Eddie spent time kissing, nibbling and leaving hickies all over the inside of them as Stevie grew more and more impatient above him.

"That feel good, hmm? Seems like you're all nice and wet for me" Eddie teased running a finger up the damp fabric covering Stevie up still. "As breathtaking as you look in this we are going to need to lose these" Eddie said pulling the pants down slightly and looking Stevie in the eyes.

Stevie noded. "Please" she whimpered.

"Good girl using your words and your manners, so good for me already" Eddie praised.

Eddie slid the panties down and threw them to the side and took Stevie in hand using his thumb to massage the tip. Reaching over to his bedside table Eddie fumbled for the bottle of lube he knew he had and a condom, putting them on the bed next to him before taking Stevie in his mouth. A few seconds later Eddie stopped what he was doing.

"Patience," Eddie chastised, swatting Stevies thighs as she whined at the loss. "Turn over"

Stevie turned over and leaned down onto her forearms pushing her ass up into the air as Eddie opened the lube and warmed it up in his finger. Eddie reached around and took Stevie back in hand loosely before starting to open her up. Soon enough Eddie had two fingers inside her down to the knuckle.

"More please, feels so good" Stevie cried out as Eddie crooked his finger finding that spot.

He opened her up with a third finger before withdrawing and rolling the condom on.

"You ready baby?" He asked and he added more lube to his cock.

"Please," Stevie replied.

"So fucking tight princess, feels so good" Eddie groaned as he pushed inside slowly. He took a moment after bottoming out. Rocking his hips experimentally he took a few shallow thrusts.

"Harder, fuck me like you mean it, I'm not going to break" Stevie bit out.

"Brat" Eddie replied, lightly slapping her ass. "Oh you like that do you?" he asked as Stevie moaned below him.

"Yeah, please, harder. Leave a mark, need to feel you after"

"Fuck, you're perfect" Eddie moaned out before speeding up his thrusts and spanking Stevie harder on her ass. "Say red if you need me to stop baby ok"

"I'm so fucking green right now Ed's, please, i can take it."

"Good manners get rewards" he said smacking her ass harder and fucking into her even harder.

Soon the room was filled with moans and the sound of skin on skin.

"So close, I need to see you," Stevie groaned out.

Eddie pulled out and Stevie lay on her back before Eddie pushed back in again pushing Stevies knees up towards her chest.

"Oh fuck," Stevie cried out as the new postion meant that Eddie was hitting her prostate with every movement.

"hey, hey you ok princess? Am I hurting you? Do we need to stop?" Eddie asked, pausing his movements as he noticed that Stevie was crying.

"No no, just feels so good," Stevie said, moving her hips the best she could to get Eddie to move again. "Feeling a little overwhelmed is all"

"So close baby, need you to cum with me." Eddie moaned out taking Stevie back in hand and matching his hand movements with his thrusts. Seconds later Stevie was cumming with a cry of Eddie's name and Eddie was cumming with a choked out moan.

Eddie pulled out of Stevie gently and he felt her tense up. "I'm just making sure I don't collapse on you ok, and I need to go and get a cloth and the ointment." Eddie reassured kissing her before he moved off the bed.

He soon returned with a warm cloth and some soothing cream. After cleaning Stevie off he threw the cloth towards the laundry basket.

"Turn over for me please princess," Eddie asked.

"Stings, feels good" Stevie hummed as Eddie put some soothing cream on the bright red hand print covering more than half of Stevies ass cheek.

"Please tell me you don't have to go anywhere tonight at least?" Eddie said as he got comfy and pulled Stevie over to him to lie on his chest.

"No I'm off for a couple days now" Steve mumbled sleepily.

"Good, I was going to ask if you'd allow me to take you out tomorrow." Eddie asked nervously.

"Hhmmm let me think about it" Stevie joked, poking Eddie in the side, "I guess I can allow you to try and make up for running away from me"

"I'm so sorry about that, so so fucking sorry for leaving you. I'm never going to leave you again, you're stuck with me now" he replies, kissing the top of Stevie's head.

Soon enough breathing evened out and conversation slowed before the sound of gentle snoring took over the room. Eddie pulled Stevie a little closer and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead before closing his own eyes and letting sleep take him. He didn't think he'd ever gone to sleep so happy.

#eddie munson #steve harrington #stranger things #steddie #steddie fic #eddie x steve #steddie fan fic #steddie fanfiction #steddie smut #steve harrington smut #eddie munson smut #tw smut

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aftermath-askblog · 8 months

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("Hmmm, I should work on my askblog" proceeds to draw AUs of my AU

information under the cut)

From left to right

-Champion City PAMA. Not much info on this idea, it's really just a little thing that nibbled my brain once and I wanted to doodle it as a funny little outfit test. I suppose it's what happens when you redeem PAMA, but don't really care for or help them. I suppose it'd be more logical for them to move to Redstonia (I may draw that later LOL), but could you imagine the PAMA Radar rivalry??? They're sort of like a replacement Radar to Stella, and end up just becoming weirdly toxic kinda like her. Maybe they move there to spite Jesse in this hypothetical LOL. If Stella is redeemed PAMA could still go >:( to Jesse depending on how they treat them. Idk, didn't think it out too much.

-This is basically just, what if Aftermath was a happy fluffy fic where nothing bad ever happens. I like to think if Jesse were to tell PAMA that life is really meaningless and you have to find meaning, they'd swallow that pill a lot earlier/quicker and eventually, with the help of Jesse and later Radar, find meaning in the small/happy things in life. I like to think they and Nell would get along and the two of them, along with Radar, would have a really cute friendship. PAMA, as a result, wouldn't push themselves to be useful, and find fulfillment in other things. Basically, they live happily ever after, and everything is nice and chill :) I also went a lil nuts with this design, taking inspiration off the clothing in Crown Mesa and Nell's clothing, but more blue twinged. Maybe I'll doodle the full design someday??

-Oh boy. Champion PAMA. This is a doozy so fasten your seatbelts y'all. Basically, if you dawdle too long on taking the clock in episode 2, PAMA will get impatient and do it themself. Which leads to two incredibly interesting things 1-Romeo being absolutely confused but also just shrugging and saying "What? Hey, I can work with this. You took initiative! That's a good trait for a Champion!" and 2-Petra and Jack being in prison together, which is not something I'm 100% sure how to work with but hey. I like to think Jack is worried for PAMA's safety while Petra is worried PAMA will revert to their old ways. Romeo could hypothetically reprogram them, but that'd be boring! Better to train them the old fashioned way, eh? Cue a freakout when PAMA is brought to fight Jesse. Radar is incredibly distressed, Petra feels like her worst fears have been realized, and Jack is just... shocked. PAMA hesitates at attacking at first, like usual, but starts before Romeo can do anything. If Jesse refuses to fight PAMA, they act shocked, and unsure, while if Jesse attacks PAMA, they take it with barely any reaction, just slouched sadness. They do do the whole "Pretending to attack Jesse to get to Romeo" thing and mention how good the odds are (as a callback to their bossfight.) to which Jesse will respond "I like those odds" the fight goes as normal afterwards. Later, Radar and PAMA reconvene and Radar is so excited to see PAMA. PAMA is unsure what to make of the whole "Prison Radar" thing but compliments his attempt to be fierce. PAMA does ask for a catch up on the whole thing and mentions how they thought everyone had essentially abandoned them while they were stuck in Terminal Space, and that they were just... doomed to make another mistake as horrible as the incident in Crown Mesa. Petra is a little unsure how to feel, Jack feels upset for PAMA, and Radar is so god forsakenly distraught that he could win an olympic medal in it. Jesse can either reassure them or not at this point. PAMA is unsure how to feel about Xara. She's interesting to them, sure, lots of layers and stuff, but they also don't know whether to trust her, be scared of her, or be scared for her. It nearly puts them into Paradox Status a few times LOL. PAMA's (metaphorical) stomach drops when Radar makes eye contact with the Enderman. They try not to fret about it, but they keep thinking about it. PAMA finds themself sort of relating to Xara in some sense, while also finding her fascinating (all those stories!) but also nerve-wracking because she's. Well. Yeah. PAMA loves Fred's Keep! They're nervous at the amount of water, but afterwards they basically are incredibly excited. PAMA wants to do the trivia contest, but unfortunately Jesse is still the main character. Binta does promise to run one that PAMA can participate in once she makes it to the surface. The most likely thing is PAMA stays in Fred's Keep for a bit, listening to all of Jack's stories if he's there. Maybe they come to Romeoburg with you if Jack doesn't come to Fred's Keep? PAMA sees Ninja Ivor and is basically just going "...Why do I recognize this guy?" The whole time. Ivor also does a double take, trying to figure out if he's being tricked or if the real PAMA is down there. Afterwards they have a lil reunion :) Bringing PAMA to Romeoburg is kinda funny because if Jesse mentions the "giant computer" PAMA will comment about it being a stalemate, to which Jesse will rebut that they had PAMA's heart in their hands, leaving PAMA in frustrated silence. PAMA enters the challenge with the group just to panic at the first sight of water and run out. Afterwards, if you brought Lluna, they'd appear on her back, leaving everyone to go "What." PAMA is not at the cabin scene, they just end up hanging out with Radar and looking around. Afterwards, when Xara mentions being "Inefficient" near the end, PAMA sits still in shock for a moment. PAMA freaks out when Radar mentions wanting to sacrifice himself to the Enderman, and if you let Radar stay PAMA basically has to be dragged into the portal.

Afterwards maybe they stay with Axel and Olivia in the shop after you come to the surface? Maybe help with the Fireworks Union and then leave with Binta/Radar? They kinda get phased out of the plot at that point. As you can see in the drawing, PAMA is constantly tired and all that. Also I noticed Champion Armor is basically just. Someone's clothes but converted into armor, so it sort of keeps their patterns. Funky detail, so I took that and made PAMA's patterns spikier, including those on their bandana.

-Finally, Guest PAMA! Underneath stuff happens mostly the same, it really just differs in episode 3. PAMA is basically just leverage for Radar, to keep him in check, and they probably end up getting a cracked screen or something similar. Maybe it'd be determinant on whether you encourage Radar to rebel? PAMA is constantly telling Radar not to worry, that the damage is merely cosmetic and that he shouldn't let people take advantage of him, but it still doesn't stop him from feeling awful and guilty.

Hoo boy that's a lot.

#mcsm #minecraft story mode #ooc #miscellaneous #using gender neutral terms for Jesse in this bc it's a buncha aus and I have'nt decided on a particular Jesse for each au. feel free to ima #ine whichever jesse u want #WAIT HOW COULD I FORGET CHAMP!PAMA'S SCREEN WOULD BE RED

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luck-and-larceny · 11 months

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Does Malika have a favorite scent? Something nostalgic, or maybe something Malika craves, anything like that?

Agh! I missed you sent this. I'm sorry!

IC: "Hmmm. Favorite scent? I suppose it'd be easy enough to say something like 'Cedarwood' or 'citrus' here, wouldn't it. They're both very nice!

Or maybe "when I smell sugar cookies fresh out of the oven it reminds me of my mother and takes me back to my childhood"? But I don't know my mother and I don't want to be taken back to my childhood, so while that'd be a nice answer it'd be a blatant lie. And a boring one too.

And you don't want a boring answer, do you?

Didn't think so.

So instead... I love the smell of danger. Of possibility. Yes, yes, cliche, I know. But let me elaborate. I love the smell of the air right before the storm clouds begin to prowl across the sky. And right before they open up and rain.

I love the smell of perfume or cologne on skin and whiskey on the breath right before being kissed: that moment when, after all the subtle flirting, you both move in close. You feel the pull between you. You know the inevitable, fate, is going to happen. That's when I most like the smell of perfume and alcohol.

I also like the smell of a specific lavender bath oil. It's the first bath oil I stole from a fancy house! I've never bathed with it. Well. That's not true. I never bathed with since stealing it. I just keep it in a cabinet and open it to smell it now and then when I want to relive the rush."

OOC: She likes the smell of orange and cedarwood soap because it makes her think of @dumb-hat . She likes the smell of fresh baked cookies because cookies!

The other stuff is true too, I suppose.

Thanks for the Ask!

#ffxiv #malika #Asks #Answers #Scents #blucifer08

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my day was great!! it’s the weekendddddd~ hru lia?? have you eaten and drank your water??

to stand by the pillar of fortitude himself you must persevere and remain steadfast through the trials, little one- lmao it's ok we'll nurse them back to health!!! ( ayato fully knows he can heal himself with magic but since you're panicking and fussing over him he decides to not tell you ;) )

ikr prefect!ayato is such a good concept slkdjflskdjf

LMAO I TOTALLY AGREE HE WOULD BLACKMAIL ME THE MOMENT HE SAW ME SWOONING OVER ZHONGLI

o h ? hehehe i feel like ayato would totally go :0 when he sees your protective instinct flaring up. kinda backfires for you tho, cause he probably finds if even more endearing and he just falls for you even more <3

ye!!! he has the potential and background to become a villain but he’s not!! i think that’s even more impressive ✨ pff imagine him and professor yae’s “banter” in class…. all the chilling smiles and the tension in the air as they throw veiled passive-aggressive comments back and forth… all the students are like “o archons please get me out of here-“

i-it is…. gosh…. he’s so….. hhhhhhhh i love love love his jp voice. so much. ohhh i like that take!! slytherin al haitham <3

awee that’s a very cute imagination - us just picking up these smol little chibi characters by the scruff of their night and plopping them down to the appropriate miniature hogwarts houses' common rooms hehehe

giant rock frog bahahahhah omg- if you want a full shield bot i think you can probably have more? otherwise that should be enough?? if you want a 50:50 my brother said 30-40k should be good, and for the rest just focus on geo dmg + crits… but dps zhongli on the other hand... lemme see if i can get his build-

(jesus christ that crit dmg lmao)

GLADLY i mean you would be invited to the wedding either way so ikr??? he would look so good aldkjaksjdlajsdkakljd i’m frot hignlkjd

ohoho. hmmm. for fluff, definitely “childhood sweethearts”, “soulmates”, and “reincarnation au” <3 for angst, whatever trope my request was (is that even a trope lmao), and i totally agree - “right person, wrong time” is so </3 “terminal illness” probably? or stuff like “amnesia” or “accident/surgery/being in a coma” is also very very nice….. ooooooh this is giving me request ideas ✨✨✨✨

WAIT REALLY??? awh that’s too bad… ok have this then - if you ever try to see the chasm from sumeru, it looks like the great wall of china or something, it's amazing:

(ignore the charred grass klee was having a little too much fun there lmao)

^ additionally, zhongli, babysitting klee. run, hilichurl, run for your life-

oh, poor poor gimel. i created a teleport waypoint just for farming zhongli’s pillars. literally went there every day just to beat them up 🤕

awh dw about it!! you were on vacation and all!! <3 and i see you hehehe

rin jieeee, i'm super sorry for the late reply but i am here !! >:) NAURRRR, has your hubby's ancient fossil soul possessed your body??? snap out of it 🤨 (/j) seeing the word, persevere reminds me of the ayato angst drabble i wrote and now, i'm writing another angst fic about him for your collab <//3 aaaaa, i really wanna ramble about my vaporize wip to you but that might ruin the surprise, so maybe i should keep it hush-hush??? fjejkskdwk

IKR??? ayato is a character whose personality would flourish as a villain like if he weren't the son of a noble clan in inazuma, imagine his potential... as a fatui harbinger. albeit, i think both him and pantalone share those rich, classy vibes so they gotta fight for that spot in the ranks (/j) BUT AYATO AS A FATUI HARBINGER?? GOODBYE 🏃🏃🏃

i swear, he'd no longer need a bodyguard if he has me <//3 if i hear anyone say anything less than likable about him in the streets, it's on sight (/j) as a samoyed puppy in human form, i shall protect him !! tho, i can't help but think about what animal would suit him... i wanna say fox, but that'd somewhat make ayato a blue version of miko AND I LAUGH AT THAT 😭

your love for alhaitham really did grow immensely, it seems... has he dethroned kazuha??? *gasp* 👀 (/j) rip, @/meizuha, it is now time for @/meitham to shine <3 speaking of, have you finished the sumeru archon quest??? i just got around to finishing it a few days ago but it sure was memorable when alhaitham appeared fkekwdk ty for the tips~ my zhongli has about 46k HP now, and he's a shielder who gives occasional burst DMG (around 30k) since he has the catch r1 with accidentally 250% energy recharge 🫣 your crit DMG is smth else, you are spoiling him, helpppp. (/lh) i can understand because that shall be me when ayato rerun arrives <//3

awww, i can see the link between your fav fluff tropes here 👀 like the sense of being connected thru time and just an intuition of knowing that you're simply meant to be together :( this suddenly makes me think of a reincarnation au with zhongli, oml. there is something about you. something familiar but he can't place his hands on it like searching for a way out amidst a hazy fog. he has never met you before, or has he? your name is lost at the tip of his tongue — but as he looks into your eyes — memories surge forward and the disbelief in his voice echoes, "y/n?" weird, you've never told him your name.

AND THE ANGST TROPES, SO TRUE. smth about external obstacles that hold back a character just hurts because it feels like they can't do anything about whatever that fate has thrown at them, aaaaa. <//3 amnesia trope, in particular, has sm potential imo because the sheer devastation when you realize that all those memories of you loving that person are now lost? just like that? and when your own beloved stares at you so blankly as if you're a mere stranger, your heart can't help but shatter.

oooo, it does look like the great wall of china from that angle! hoyoverse really said irl inspiration, huh 🤧 BUT THE WAY THE HILICHURL GAVE UP??? it saw babysitter zhongli and fled. (/j) and as someone who also has klee, the charred grass is a familiar sight~ at least, she's not fish blasting this time but idk if sumerians care that much about their grass... klee gets banned from sumeru city era??? 😭 also, i don't remember if i've asked this before but what five stars do you have in your acc rn, rin jie??? i know that you have zhongli, itto, kazuha, xiao, and jean — is there anyone else i'm missing??? 👀

#when you said it felt like a month last time you heard from me I LAUGHED BECAUSE I SWEAR IT'S ONLY BEEN LIKE A WEEK OR TWO 😭#or did you miss me that much 🫣 (/lh)#ngl i keep wanting to drink strawberry tea lately because of your tea adventures 😭 maybe i should go buy some online??? fruit tea <3 #ask box! 📬#visitor: dearest rin! 💠

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ramblerogue · 2 years

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16, 22, 28, 32, 48 and 50!!

YEESSS THANK YOU SO MUCH FRENCHY!!!! UR TOO KIND TO SEND IN QUESTIONS!! :3c

16. has the most scars?

Okay, I had to go back and double check this one cause I realized I have an affinity for giving characters scars hSKHGSKGH:S (whoops! I love combat/left-overs of combat as a narrative tool!) BUT... I believe the OC who has the most scars is Arizona! She's a wandering cowboy in an apocalyptic wasteland, so she's accumulated many scars over the years! Lots of minuscule and extreme origins alike, I imagine, as it's just a rough life and she runs into trouble whether she likes it or not. (Knife fights with bandits, bites from coyotes, nicks from barb wire, burns from dropping the campfire coffee). Arizona also knows that she is big and can take a hit, so it's second nature for her to be a shield from danger if she's traveling with others. (Tho special shoutout to Aubrey who has Died, and come back because of her Undying Pact. She has the potential to get hurt A LOT but she won't keep scars because she regenerates to a crazy degree.)

22. would be the best to get a beer with?

Tiller!! It's her instinct to just be best friends with everybody, so she'd be very welcoming and nice to grab a beer with. She'd listen to you whine about your day, or gossip, or ask your life story, or ramble on about hers, or try to make you laugh! (I also wanna give an honorable mention to Nox, if you wanna grab a beer and THEN get into shenanigans. Nox needs a specific vibe to get along with a stranger but if the vibes are good, they're GOOD!! However, she can't get this superlative cause she would NOT pay for drinks lmao)

28. is the most competitive?

For silly things? Nox. For more serious things? Mayday. Nox would want to do stupid dares at parties, and gets upset if she doesn't win at Mafia. Mayday gets angry if she's not Good At Stuff, and so she tries really hard all the time HHGSKGSDG. It gets under her skin if she loses a fight, or if someone knows more about a subject she thought she was the most proficient in.

32. is the most likely to be a twitch streamer?

I wanna say Tiller because she's so personable, and she talks to herself anyway so I think a twitch chat would be a good outlet for her. She'd play a lot of narrative based games and agonize over making the right choice cause she'd want all the characters to be happy lmao! I can also see her dragging her friends on stream to guest star, even if "guest starring" is them walking around in the background of her camera. If we're counting NPCs, I'm also gonna say Russell. They would hyperfixate and stay up super late doing 100% completion-runs of games. They would also abuse glitches all the time, but only the funny ones.

48. do you consider the most sterotypical/classic example of their class?

Hmmm!! That'd have to be Nox! It's probably the curse of "Baby's First DnD Character", but she's your Very Typical Rogue. And sue me! I still really like rogues!! I made a campaign where like all the NPCs are rogues lmfao! But anyway yeah, she's got it all: chaotic neutral, edgy backstory, bastard with a heart of gold, loves sneaking and stealing anything not nailed down. Oh well! It's was fun for me!! I think the only atypical thing about her is that she's a dragonborn, so you have this very tall and shiny lizard that supposedly has great stealth lol!

50. is or was your favorite to play in combat?

OGGHHHH I'm so torn on this... I think I'm gonna go with Tiller! (I know I also picked her for the fav roleplay, WHATEVER I LIKE HER A LOT!!) But druids are so flexible!!! I feel like I keep finding new stuff to do! Like I usually do have support spells and things prepped because I don't want my party to DIE... but I also love the capability of just doing batshit things in the middle of combat. And the fact that you can change around your prepped spells is sooooo nice, and makes druids feel like a wildcard. Like they can play support or do major damage!! (I can't wait until Tiller isn't nerfed anymore so I can go all out!) Also, special shoutout to my sci-fi paladin, Eva! One time I one-hit killed a boss because I crit on some attack that had like 2 smites stacked on it KGLSHDGLSDG so THAT was really fun as well!!

#asks #dnd #frenchy-and-the-sea #apologies that i pick Tiller for so many things HGLHDSGLSD #i promise i love all my characters!!!

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Hey Miss Thunder, does your grandmother have any scary stories about her time as a superhero?

Miss Thunder: Hmmm...I don't recall her telling me anything spooky during my training or at least, nothing that really stood out.

Eli: How about we call her and ask?

Red Rabbit: Yeah! That'd be cool!

MT: We can't call her now! It's almost midnight in England! Besides, we're not all gonna hear the call, I don't have a speaker phone.

RR: I do! I can run to my place and get it!

MT: Oh, Cassie, you really don't-

*ZIP!*

RR: I'm back!

MT: -have to.

*Ten minutes of setting up and dialing later*

*Ring ring!*

E: It's ringing!

Talon: Yes, we can hear that, Eli.

*Click*

Nana: *Yawn!* Hello? Who's calling at this hour?

MT: Hello, hello, Nana!

N: *Gasp!* Penny! What a surprise! How are you, my Luv? Is everything all right?

MT: I'm good, Nana! Listen, you're on a speaker and I have my superhero friends here with me.

N: Oh?

RR: Hello, ma'am! I'm Red Rabbit, Penny's friend! I just want to say it's a real honor to speak with a veteran superhero!

T: *quietly* Tsk! Kiss-ass.

N: Oh, the honor is mine, dearie! You're the fast one, right?

RR: Hee hee, that's me!

N: And which one is the "Scary one" that Penny told me about?

T: I think that'd be me. Hello, I'm Talon.

N: Oh, you don't sound scary. You have a very lovely mature voice!

T: Oh, well...thank you?

N: And is there anyone else on the line? Oh! Listen to me! I sound like I'm on the radio! Ha ha!

E: HI! I guess we're sticking with code names but I'm Black Dog!

N: Well, hello there! I- wait.

MT: What, Nana?

N: "Black Dog"? As in...? *Gasp!*

MT: What?!

N: You're Penny's sweetheart! "Eli", I believe? Her mum told me about you!

E: *Blushing* Yeah, that's me. Hello, Ma'am.

N: Ohhh, it's so nice to speak with you, dearie! With all of you, really! Now, what can an old lady like me do for you lot? And Penny, aren't you going to get hit with a charge for international calls?

MT: Well, we had a question for you, Nan, what with it being Halloween time and all but we'll try to keep it quick. Do you have any scary stories during your time as Miss Thunder?

N: ..."Scary" as in how?

RR: Well, like, have you seen any ghosts or fought any monsters during your time in Ocean City?

N: Hmmmmm...let's see...I've never been one for ghosts. They're a dime a dozen.

T: Wait, so you've seen ghosts?

N: Oh, yes! Plenty! But they're not that exciting. You can't punch a ghost, though. I always have to use my connections to get somebody to get rid of it. They're more sad than scary, really. *Sighs*

MT: Nana, you can't just tell us you've seen multiple ghosts and act like it's nothing! We've never seen ghosts!

N: I've told you they're not that bad. Once you get past all the moaning and groaning, they're usually some sad soul who didn't realize they died. In fact, I'm shocked I didn't see one that one time I fought a werewolf.

MT, RR, T, E: WHAT?!?!

E: You fought a real werewolf?!

RR: Weren't we just talking about vampires being real?! If werewolves are real, then vampires have to be real!

N: Oh, yes, vampires are real, too. Nasty little buggers. Don't let the movies fool you. They're not nearly as pretty and they stink like a slaughterhouse. Still, it was funny whenever they tried to bite me and realized they couldn't. If a bullet can't even pierce all this blubber, what chance does a fang have?

T: What'd you do to it?

N: Well, he tried to bite me and I held him in a bear hug he couldn't get out of. I just held him for hours until the sun came up. Pretty simple, innit?

T: Huh. I guess your brother's friend's cousin wasn't full of shit after all.

RR: I told you so!

MT: What about the werewolf?

N: Oh! Yes! The Werewolf! It was the summer of '34 and there were reports of a killer on the streets of Ocean City. 6 women had been ripped to shreds by some fiend. I remember hearing that it was Jack the Ripper coming out of hiding in America but that was a load of bollocks. He would've been an old man if it was him and besides, these murders were WAY worse than the Ripper Killings. I had the misfortune of coming across one.

RR: *Gasp!* Oh no!

N: Oh, it was bloody awful! Literally! I was on patrol one night and well, I could smell it.

E: Eww!

N: I followed the smell and *Sighs* ...it looked like the woman had been, well, "torn apart" doesn't quite do it justice. More like someone had put a bomb inside a woman and her insides became outsides.

MT: Oh my god, Nana! That's horrible.

N: *Sighs* Yes, it truly was. I didn't even know this woman but...I just remember feeling so absolutely gutted. Gutted that I couldn't help her, that I was too late. And when the bobbies told me that the other murders were just like this one, well, I knew I had to do something.

T: What'd you do?

N: It took a lot of patience but I went on patrol every night for almost three weeks straight, keeping my head on a swivel for even the smallest hint of where he could be. Then, it happened.

E: What?

N: I heard a lady scream and I leaped like the Devil over to where she was. I just managed to catch her running into an old apartment building with some man chasing after her. I didn't waste any time and I smashed my way in. Crash! Right through the windows! I got lucky because my entrance distracted the man from his intended victim. "Go!", I told her, "Call the cops!". She ran out and the man slowly turned towards me. He was a big man with fair skin, ruddy hair, and a mustache, dressed like a dock worker. But those eyes. I'll never forget those eyes.

RR: Like a wolf's eyes?

N: Not just yet but they were savage looking. Like a feral animal. Full of bloodlust, they were. He snarled at me, "You made me lose my little lamb. For now, I guess I'll have to settle with a great fat pig."

MT: Did he transform?

N: Mmm-hmm. I could see him growing taller. More wider. His skin was starting to get fuzzy, claws were popping out of his fingernails. i could see his face was starting to stretch out into a snout. The thing is, though, he was taking an awfully long time of actually transforming that I wondered "Why the bloody hell am I waiting for him to finish? Get him now!"

T: Did you?

N: Heh heh heh...I'll admit, seeing that shocked look on his face when I charged at him was soooooo satisfying. I suppose most women he killed were just paralyzed with fear, he never expected one to just go at him while he was in the middle of transforming. He also must've been new in town if he had no idea who I was. I grabbed him by the leg and I slammed the little bastard like a bloody rag doll.

MT, RR, T, E: Whooooaaa!

N: I slammed him on the floor, against the walls, up on the ceiling. That flat looked like a wrecking ball had gone through it. He kept trying to scramble away but I kept reeling him in for more. Eventually, the police did show up so I grabbed Mr. Werewolf by the throat, leaped out the window, and slammed him on the street from five stories up. Made for one hell of an entrance! He was just a mangled bloody mess but with his powers, he was still managing to heal his wounds.

E: Then what happened?

N: After the beating I gave him, the git had enough and practically crawled to the cops. "I DID IT!", he screamed, "I'M THE KILLER! LOCK ME UP! JUST KEEP ME AWAY FROM HER!!!"

MT: Ha!

N: No matter how vicious and cruel he was, at the end of the day, he was just another bully, going after those weaker than him. What I want you to learn from this, Penny, no, what I want ALL of you to learn from this is that no matter how scary a bully may seem, the instant someone comes up that can push back, they start legging it with their tails between their legs. So, never be afraid to stand up to a bully, you lot understand?

MT, RR, T, E: Yes, Ma'am!

N: All right, I'm off to bed, then. Thank you for calling, Penny! It was very nice to hear from you and your friends! Have a Happy Halloween!

MT: Thank you for answering our question and Happy Halloween, Nana! Love you!

N: I love you, too, sweetie! Bye bye, now!

*Click!*

RR: Wow! That was so rad! Your grandma seems so sweet! I want to meet her in person!

T: Yeah, your grandma's pretty cool, Penny. Now, I know what I have to do tomorrow.

E: What's that?

T: Stock up on silver knives. Can't be too careful now knowing both vampires AND werewolves are out there.

MT: That's very true!

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accurate-erin-maura-quotes · 7 months

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A Taste of Things to Come

You keep telling yourself you're going to escape her. You haven't even tried. You spend the time you're away from her, the time you could be plotting a way out, thinking about her and missing her and looking forward to when you see her again.

In fact, not only have you never even tried to escape, one time you tried moving in with her. You wanted to get away from all your other problems more than you wanted to get away from her. Lasted less than one night. You awoke with your fingers in her mouth, her running her fangs gently over the surface of your skin. It took all your self-control to not yank the fingers from her mouth; a sudden movement might've opened a vein, and if that happened in her mouth it would probably all be over.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"Thinking about you."

"You're not just thinking about me."

She scoffed. "You know what I mean. Thinking about the taste of you."

You fear her. You hate her. True statements. But you like her.

You like her better than the people she kills. Oh, you'll get weepy over them sometimes, when some detail catches on your memory; a nervous laugh as they tried to convince themselves they were being crazy and nothing was the matter, a desperate plea to be spared after the fangs came out, a goofy family photo you found in their wallet. But you like her better all the same. Because they're so sad and hopeless and she's having so much fun. Because they look at you like you're weird, and she looks at you like you're her prized possession.

You like her better than you like yourself. Because she's always enjoying herself and you never are, because you're still so consumed by what people think and she doesn't care one bit, because you're so unassertive and she carves her path through the world like a knife through steak. Like fangs through human flesh. Because despite everything, she seems to like you.

One time you asked her why. "I don't think I'm particularly nice to you."

She just shrugged. "I'm not nice. And you're my project."

You were never good at remembering to take pills. But she always reminds you. You're developing very nicely, she comments on it frequently. One night when she was laying on top of you, rubbing her face against your breasts, you decided to tease, "You really like them, huh?"

You weren't expecting a death glare. "I hate them."

You sighed. "I thought this was what you wanted for me."

"It's what I wanted for me. Hate that you get to have them and I don't." She lowered her head onto your chest again and rubbed the side of her head against your left breast. You felt like she was probably listening to your heartbeat. "Hmmm, maybe if they had my bite marks on them, that'd make them mine."

Your heartbeat quickened. She smirked. "Maybe," you managed.

She asks often if you want to fuck her. It always feels like she's taunting you. You always say no, you don't want that. Might be true. You know she doesn't lust for anything except blood, you want to be with someone who lusts for you. And when she lies with you to steal some of your warmth, it's so unlike hugging a human, just this dead cold weight.

But the last time you got fucked, you found yourself hearing her voice in your head, talking about how she wanted to devour you. You begged your top to talk dirty to you, just to blot her out, but the top didn't want to expend the effort, so you just listened to her, threatening to rip you open and suck everything down. You came, hard. Not sure what that means. Not sure you can admit that to her safely.

Not sure who else to talk to. You can't get close to anyone without her getting close to them too. That one girl at the bar whose dress you said you loved, you turned away for a minute and they were both gone. She returned alone, and tossed you the dress.

She couldn't understand why you were so upset. You said you loved it. She got it for you.

You were at home on your bed, waiting for the sun to be down, pining for her, but when she sent you a text to tell you to come your body filled with dread, couldn't will yourself to move. Pathetic.

A second text. "Not sure what to do with myself when you're not around. Except feed of course. Don't you have enough on your conscience?"

You rise to your feet and trudge toward the door.

#original fiction #writeblr #vampire #transgender #trans writing #draining people #sicko fic for perverts

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titoist · 1 year

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hmmm. now i can't comment/write down/explore a personally-adjacent matter without interrogating myself regarding whether it's too personal, too revealing, Not Congruous with what i've said before. so let's maybe do away with that instinct... that instinct of attempting to cultivate a particular projection, in one way or another. lemme see here. i mentioned, in an earlier post, a sort of... "pseudo-intellectual character" that i inadvertently crafted for myself as my desire for approval slowly unraveled like a ball of hypertensive yarn, sort of a... passive consideration in how i wanted to project myself to others, how i wanted to be seen, an almost childish desire to be smart and cool. & i guess that this initially started with a very slow trickle. perhaps a post or two. maybe a purposefully verbose personal analysis here & there. but before i knew it, the standard of how i wanted to get across was growing & growing. and what's tricky is that, at a point, if you go back on it, it seems jarring - if i admitted to having lame, crude interests at this point then that would be totally conflicting with my conduct up to now! i'd look silly! - it serves as its own justification for playing out, it reinforces itself & provides its own authority by virtue of its very existence... it spirals with the same fervor & horrifying descent as someone who keeps lying in more extravagant ways to cover up an initial lie. and since the standard keeps rising & rising, you have to keep pulling deeper & deeper into yourself, getting more & more personal, looking and scratching and clawing and so on. & so i end up in the situation where almost all of my posts are about extremely viscerally unpleasant personal insecurity, completely erasing any & all personality, making it seem like i have no interests or traits outside of that... & what's frightening is that you almost succeed in convincing your own self that you don't. even now, it's telling me to cease, since it feels that i'm permanently 'destroying the illusion' in some way... even though that's the point. WHAT A NIGHTMARE! i'm quite very sorry for the past... god, half a year of this? i think that the last time i felt totally separate from this type of instinct was last december, maybe up to february or so... i'm sure that it's not been very nice to watch the personal equivalent to a car speeding into a wall at 450mph in slow motion. or a very protracted train crash. well, that's that. i'm gonna go do something superfluous & fun & boring & crude in rebellion. & even if it's only one or two of those things, i'll be telling myself that it's all of them. maybe i can start a new playthrough of cruelty squad? oh, that'd be fun.

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what-do-you-think-anyway · 2 years

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tomorrow will be a good day

i think id like to meet with blanka :) and make naleśniki

tomorrow's polish won't fuck up my mood if i don't let it >:) and i'm gonna work further on my ceramic frog!!! i've baked brownies for that charity thing too

pe is surprisingly good here, but it leaves me so terribly sore, but that's fine

i'll read some things for polish tomorrow but no hopes up! :) whatever comes, comes

good morning tomorrow!!! it will be a good day!

i might even give ewa the gift i have for her

lots of nice things to do :)

i'll ask the polish teacher what the old homework was about so i can do it, and maybe i'll study for maths a little once i'm home :] biology will be lovely, i like my teacher a lot, and the english teacher is back!!! granted, it's a shame i don't get to go in for third hour (i could make naleśniki in that time!!!) but that's alright, since lessons with miss Patrycja Strippentow are very fun! i might tell her the quizes the substitute did with us were really fun :] pe should be pretty cool! last time it turned out i actually kind of enjoy it, and i didn't get exhausted or winded at all! in fact, i hardly even sweat! i was calm and steady and i think thanks to that it was really calming and pretty neat! i am really proud of myself for that, i don't really know why suddenly exercise wasn't a problem at all, maybe it's a confidence thing? that and i think walking is harder than those bike steps OH SHIT MAYBE RIDING A BIKE WONT BE TIRING ANYMORE??? I SHOULD TRY SOON!!! THIS SCHOOL IS PERFECT FOR BIKING TO, THIS WOULD BE SO FUN!!!! AND QUICK :) anyway, yeah! i'm going to keep participating in pe because turns out it's not demanding at all, it just leaves me really sore, which means i'm getting stronger! this is so cool, i can't wait :D

i'll try to wake up early tomorrow to start my morning peacefully, but hopefully i won't stay under the warm covers on my phone for as long as usual :/ plus, waking up at 7 could be enough time to make naleśniki potentially! hmmm, make that 6 for safety maybe... who knows, i hope i remember this tomorrow morning when i wake up! it matters to me a lot right now so it could be motivating :)

all i have to do when i wake up is:

1. go shower

2. cut the brownies and pack them (smuggle 4-5)

3. pack pe clothes + dress up!

4. check some polish? sure :)

5. feed the cat :)))

i think i'd like to check if i cwn start going to school by bike, though it's getting cold now so it's a tiiiiiny bit stupid, but eh, i'd be walking through this weather anyway! this way, i can do it fast, and fun! :]

blanka is gonna call me when her operation is over, so then i'll know if i'd like to make naleśniki in the morning with her before school, or if i'd like us to meet after school :) it'd be late, like after 17:20, but that's no problem! i have basically nothing i have to do, and we live very close :) hell, i could probably even stay for a sleepover! since it makes no real difference in distance AHH THAT'D BE AWESOME!

then we could wake up early qnd make breakfast together tomorrow :)))) ah!!! what a fun day tomorrow can be!

if i catch karolina, i can ask her about the hostel situation, but again i don't know if i totally want to yet.. we'll see! :)

i'm gonna look up some stuff for polish, good night :D see u tomorrow <3

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raksh-writes · 2 years

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Dunno what it is about dog grooming videos but they're strangely very, very soothing

#personal #maybe its the running water #and the way the groomer keeps telling the doggies they're okay #and the fur just #melting off #damn but I can spend hours watching these #but I gotta be in a very specific mood like now #Im sort of like #no heart to put into anything #just trying to chill and relax #maybe I'll try to play some Skyrim #'cause that's always a nice chill time #but for now this is really soothing #or maybe I'll go back to watching spn hmmm #dunno #I guess Im just trying to use this evening to chill and rest and conserve energy lmao #and maybe tomorrow before work I'll finally be able to do a bit of writing #that'd be nice

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haldenlith · 3 years

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Random thoughts 2: electric boogaloo

I need to start giving these nice titles and make this a series, with how many random thoughts I have.

I've also probably said this one already before, but I have mental illness brain, so I have shit-for-short-term memory. Also, forgive my extra rambleness if there is any. I'm basically vibrating on caffeine and sleep deprivation. I'll be crashing shortly.

Our dumbass babe, Astarion, laments briefly that as a vampire spawn, he has "all of the hunger, few of the powers." Yet, I thought about it, and realized that there are magical approximations to most of the powers of a "True Vampire." Of note, all of this is ignoring the Arcane Trickster "wizard spells only" restriction. I'm basically imagining that if he already knew magic, it'd be possible to teach a singular spell from another discipline to him, if we're talking about in world and not game mechanics. Also, we're going to assume he has the ability to have claws (as he should) and is just too much of a prissy diva to use them.

Vampire's Mist Form? Gaseous Form, Wind Walk, or could even go discount-approximation with Misty Step. MS isn't really a perfect alternative, though, as it's more of a teleport.

Okay, what about turning into a bat? Hmmm... I suppose the easiest answer is Polymorph.

Summon bats/rats/wolves? Conjure Animals.

Regeneration? I mean.... Astarion's supposed to have this, anyway, as a vampire spawn, but we'll roll with it, because I get why he doesn't (that would make him such a broken-OP companion). This one's a little trickier since while there is a literal "Regenerate" spell, the spell components I, noticed, were a problem. The prayer wheel? Unimportant, not an issue. The other component (aside from spoken incantation)? Holy water. Now that IS a problem for Astarion, because being undead, holy water I imagine is still pretty harmful to him. If it's just having it in your possession, I suppose he could be very careful with it, but if it has to actually be used, that'd cancel out the spell, since it'd be Radiant damage. ALL THAT SAID, it also depends on the tadpole, because with the tadpole, Astarion is uniquely unaffected by Radiant damage. Sooooooo.... it's complicated. All that aside, it's also a fairly high level druid/cleric/bard spell at level 7, so it'd be a problem he'd have to solve at a later date, when he can find someone of sufficient skill to teach him, anyway. (If he even could, given that two of those has a possibility of wanting to stake him on sight.)

Spider Climb? Again, another thing he's supposed to already have, and I really wished they let him keep. That said, there's a spell literally of the same name, and it's fairly low level. Problem solved.

Charm? Charm Person. Or, if you wanna get real spicy with it, and mimic the bond a True Vampire has with a Spawn, except do it with anyone, Dominate Person is right there as a 5th level spell.

But what if we don't assume he has claws: Well, okay, fine. If we assume he's just a slightly faster, slightly deadlier elf with sharp teeth and an allergy to running water, and without the tadpole: sunlight (I mean, that's what he is at that point, if we strip claws/regen/spider climb from him), there's always Alter Self.

Ignoring the mechanics stuff (ie the Legendary Action shit), that's it. That's your Discount True Vampire spell pack. The only thing truly locked out to Astarion is turning people. So, really, Astarion doesn't need to drink Cazador's blood. All he needs is to put in some work hitting the books and listening to people, and hell, he could be equal to, or honestly, better than Cazador. All that and he could set the bastard's britches on fire with a Z-snap of his pale fingers.

#haldie rambles #astarion #random thoughts: d&d/baldur's gate edition #the man's got options is all I'm saying #just kick Caz into a fire pit #okay I'm crashing now #thank you for coming to my Ted talk

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do you have any fics where peter's spider side is sometimes more harm than good? I read the one where he ate bugs after getting his jaw wired shut and really like those sorts (reactions to peppermint, bug spray, citrus, etc). if you have any that'd be great!

Spider Repellants:

Peter Parker and Peppermint Don't Mix by @spider-man-stan

“The reaction seems to be in response to peppermint, boss.” Friday supplied. “Peppermint is known to repel spiders, and can be lethal in large quantities.”

In which Peter gives Tony and the gang a rather festive health scare on Christmas Eve

Peppermint-the Flavor of Evil by ironmanisalive

AKA Peter is allergic to peppermint because of the bite and doesn't tell anyone about it until he's almost dying.

beware clowns wielding bug spray by @hailing-stars

Peter gets sprayed in the face with bug spray by a clown robbing a gas station.

Poison Apple by @whumphoarder

A field trip gone wrong leaves Peter and Ned wandering through a seemingly endless corn maze. This would be bad enough, but when Peter starts getting seriously ill on top of that, it all goes to shit.

relax, just breathe by @hailing-stars

The Starks go on a road trip that goes wrong when Peter gets food poisoning from questionable carnival food.

Chickpea and Bleach Curry by @midsommersolstice

All Tony wanted was a couple hours to buy something nice for his fiance, but Peter's spider DNA has other plans.

There’s No Place Like Home (For The Holidays) by @seek-rest

Peter was halfway through his senior year at MIT, had a serious girlfriend that Tony already knew would become his wife someday, and an aunt and grumpy step-uncle that missed him just as much - if not more - than Tony did.

Tony hadn’t ever been used to sharing in his life, much less having to wait around for the attention of anyone. But there had been a time when Tony had believed he’d never see Peter again, another moment when he’d been willing to risk it all with a snap of his fingers.

Tony had waited five years for Peter. He could wait a few more days.

Tis the Season by viviegirl05

“Peter? What…”

“What the HELL is that stench?!”

Kryptonite by @forensicleaf

The kid is acting weird.

Tony tries to figure it out.

Midnight Oil by @jolinarjackson

After everything that has happened to Peter over the last year - or five, really - he shouldn’t be worried about something as mundane as the ACT. When he fails it, though it sends him into a spiral of self-doubt, which only gets worse when Peter realizes that he doesn’t seem to be able to fix whatever is broken.

Spider Anatomy:

step right up and look at the freak by @icymapletree

“Eight limbs isn’t a good look, kid.”

Peter looked at his feet, six arms falling at his side. “I know.”

It's My Party and I'll Bite If I Want To by @whumphoarder

Peter grows venomous fangs on his sixteenth birthday and wrecks havoc at the Avengers compound. Tony’s pretty chill, all things considered.

Tooth problems and MJ problems by alltheSinnersandalltheSaints

Peter’s fangs are acting up and he’s been getting awful headaches. But what’s worse, is that he’s got a massive crush on MJ and has no idea what to do.

Hibernation:

hibernation by tuaslut

“Hey, what’s the password for the WiF- what the fuck is that?” Steve says as he walks into the lab before he pauses.

Hanging in front of Steve is Peter.. in a cocoon?

Mid-winter Siesta by @whimsicalethnographies

“‘M not tired,” Peter rubs his eyes when they reach the heavy oak door of his room, obviously very tired. He shivers. “‘M jus’ cold.”

Of Wally-Crawly Harnesses and Over-Enthusiastic Hat-Bestowing Capabilities by @theoceanismyinkwell

After Peter faints into hibernation because he can't thermoregulate, Tony isn't taking anymore chances. Out come the wool skeins and the knitting needles.

Sleeping Through a Rogue Winter Storm by Pogokitten

Peter gets stuck out in the cold and goes into hibernation. Now Tony needs to keep Peter at the compound while a cure is found and keep the kid hidden from his old teammates he no longer trusts.

Five Times Peter Parker Pretended to Be Asleep by @blondsak

Chapter 4: Frigid Fake Out

Cold Snap by inkinmyheartandonthepage

“Hey, did you know that some spiders hibernate.”

“I did,” Peter hummed happily.

“Hmmm. And did you think that it would have been wise to share that little bit of information?” Tony huffed.

“Why?” Peter frowned.

“I don’t know, maybe because you triggered a hibernation sequence and you’ve been asleep for three days,” Tony quipped.

An Extreme Case of the Sleepies... by Slothbeans

Peter is just adjusting to his life as Spider-Man when a polar vortex settles over Queens, sending the new spiderling into a hibernation.

Warmer in the Winter by @the-reverse-mermaid

Nobody's seen Peter for a couple days. ...this is how Tony finds out that spiders hibernate.

Other Spidery Traits:

spider tendencies (series) by kitty_pryde_bi_pride

a series of one-shots in which Peter’s spider traits come through

Bugging Out by @blondsak & @whumphoarder

After recovering from a broken jaw and a lengthy stay in the compound’s medbay, Peter is horrified to discover that his dietary preferences have shifted drastically.

Or, in which Peter does everything possible not to give in to his sudden new cravings, Tony gets a hankering of his own, and May—as always—is a trooper.

Go Down Swinging by @whumphoarder

Peter has been tediously trying to finish his calculus exam for the past two hours. But how the hell is he supposed to focus with the enemy lurking just over his shoulder?

a sticky situation by @ciaconnaa

“Hey, Tony, look what I can do!”

Of all the things he expected in the grand adventure that is babysitting Peter’s daughter, Tony did not expect to turn his head to find the kid stuck to the ceiling.

Like father, like daughter, it would seem.

#Anonymous #rec list #fic rec #spider traits #actual spider peter parker #hibernation

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