#reading trash is v important
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im sorry for my devastating request of angst 😩 but you did them so beautifully and raw that im tearing up now thinking about vixen’s cereal bowl on the sink of their flat 🥲
🧍♀️ and because im nothing but a whore for sirius black … idk if ur up for steamy smutty fics (if ur not comfortable pls feel free to ignore!!!) but what about their first time together after the war and everything 👀 while i imagine it’d be fun and exciting, there’d still be some angst and tender moments after everything they’d been through, esp vix 😭 excited to see your take on this if its something you’re comfortable in writing!!
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Okay...I was like "I've read enough smut, I should be able to write it, right?" 💀 famous last words - I've never written smut before, so I apologize if it's trash. I'll know it's trash if no one ever requests smut again lmfaoooo
CBBH Sirius Black x Vix!Reader - first time after the war
⚠️CW: explicit sexual material, p in v intercourse, fingering, discussion of past non-con/sexual assault, first time having intercourse following non-con/sexual assault
Recommended 18+ // mdni
Sirius was stood up against your back with his arms around you as the two of you looked out into the Street of Grimmauld Place, swaying side-to-side to non-existent music as you watched traffic go by.
His hands were sat on your hips while his thumbs idly dragged patterns across your skin. His face was positioned in its favourite place – the crook of your neck, as he pressed gentle kisses to the sensitive skin there.
“Sirius?” you asked quietly, interrupting the silence of your little townhouse oasis.
Sirius hummed in response, not lifting his lips from your skin.
“Do you want to have sex?”
Sirius paused all movements, standing stock-still. You turned around in his grasp, so that you were facing him but still in the safety in his arms.
“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” He said dumbly.
“Do you want to have sex?” you repeated plainly.
Huh, so he had heard you correctly.
“With you?” Oh Godric, someone kill him.
Thankfully, you had the grace to chuckle at his idiocy rather than be offended.
“Well, yes, that’s sort of why I was asking.”
The answer was yes – of course. Always. But it was also far more complicated than that.
Neither you nor Sirius had initiated anything more than sweet kisses and embraces since you returned. Sirius was wary of triggering you or pressuring you into something you were no longer interested in or hurting you unknowingly.
It took you a few months to regain the majority of your memories from the war, and then a few more months working with both magical and muggle mind healers to begin working through your trauma. Lily had even been able to find a squib psychiatrist for you to see, so that you could discuss the full extent of your trauma without the risk of breaking the statute of secrecy.
All this to say – sex was a major milestone you hadn’t yet made in your journey to returning to ‘normal’.
“Well, of course, love. Yes. Why do you ask?” Sirius asked carefully, understanding this conversation was very important.
You sighed and began chewing on your lips as you looked past Sirius, thoughts apparently miles away.
Sirius used his thumb to gently pull your lip from between your teeth as you gathered the words.
“Because I do, I think. Want to. Have sex, that is.”
Sirius cocked his head at you. “You think?” he asked gently.
“No, I-I do. I... it’s hard to explain.”
“That’s alright, baby. Take your time.” He said as he began to resume rocking the two of you back and forth slightly, rubbing soothing circles on your lower back with his thumbs much like he had before you’d asked the question.
“We... we used to have fun. I used to like it, having sex with you. And I want to, again. I’m a little scared but...it feels important.”
Sirius didn’t want to diminish your feelings, but he couldn’t help the quick shake of his head as he said, “It’s not important, love. It doesn’t have to be. Especially if you’re scared.” Quite frankly, Sirius would happily become celibate and live his life as a monk if it meant he got to keep you here with him.
You shook your head right back at him. “It’s important to me...the experience it was- it was stolen from me. I want it back; I want that sense of control over that experience again. I want it to be mine – ours - again.”
“That makes sense.” He offered. You seemed to relax at his acknowledgment, glad to be understood.
“I don’t...I don’t think it’ll be easy.” You admitted shyly.
Sirius raised his hand to brush a lock of your hair behind your ear before placing his hand along your jaw; thumb dragging across your cheek bone whilst his fingers tickled the baby hairs behind your ear.
“That’s okay, beautiful. There’s no rush or penalty, okay? Whatever you want.”
He brought his lips to your forehead and left them there, still rocking you both back and forth like a gentle ship at sea.
“Can we try? Please?” You asked shyly into his chest.
There was no need to beg, really. As ashamed as Sirius would be to admit it, his cock had been stirring beneath his trousers ever since you brought the idea up.
“Whatever you want, my love.” He repeated as he tilted your face up towards him so that your lips could meet.
They were long, slow kisses, that grew in depth with each parting. Soon, Sirius felt the tip of your tongue brush against his bottom lip, and he tried to suppress the grin that begged to overtake his mouth as he allowed you access into his.
It had been so long; so long since Sirius felt anything like this, so long since he’d done anything remotely intimate with another person, so long since he’d experienced the taste of you. What was before simply gentle twitching and half-soft was quickly become a raging boner in his pants as he continued to kiss you while you backed up towards the bed.
But he would not rush this – he would not, could not – get too excited. This was about you, for you.
The back of your thighs hit the bed and you slowly sat down. Your chest was heaving slightly, and your lips look so pretty and kiss bitten. Your eyes were somewhat glassy, and Sirius could see the beginnings of trepidation making itself known in your eyebrows as he lowered himself to his knees in front of you.
“Still okay, my love?”
You seemed to shake yourself from some kind of reverie as you nodded at him.
“Yeah?” He breathed, running his hands along your thighs before they migrated to your face, pulling you down towards him for more kisses.
“Can I take this off, pretty girl?” he whispered against your lips as he tugged on the hem of your shirt. You nodded your head yes.
You lifted your arms to help him ease your top over your head before you voluntarily moved to remove your trousers too.
“My beautiful girl.” He spoke in reverence at your form. You sucked in a deep breath and blew it back out, as if comforting yourself.
“Still okay?” Sirius asked.
“I’m okay.”
“You’ll tell me what’s okay? When to stop?”
“I will. Promise.” You agreed with a firm nod of your head.
“I’ve got you, my love.” He promised right back as he leaned back up to reach your face again, kissing you as you began to lay back onto the bed, Sirius following you as he stood between your knees.
Sirius started by gently rubbing his hands across your entire body, looking for signs of potential ‘no-zones’. Though his hands remained nothing but gentle, he noticed you tense when his grip moved over your neck.
Noted.
He relished in the soft shivers and goosebumps that raised along your skin as his hands roved your body. He’d always found you so beautiful; soft skin with beautiful lightning bolts dotting various points of your body. He took an extra moment to press reverent kisses to the scar on your abdomen that ‘killed you’, the one on your thigh from saving James, and finally, the one on your arm that was used to shame, humiliate, and torture you into give the opposing side information that you refused to give.
Every line, every bruise, every mark; a symbol of your perseverance, your strength, and that you were in fact here – still alive – still his.
Feeling emboldened by a soft moan that graced your lips as his fingers teased the space just below the waist of your panties, he moved his lips back up to yours.
“Can we take these off?” He spoke between kisses.
You lifted your hips in answer, helping him ease them off of you before he discarded them to the side.
He returned his face to yours, dotting kisses to your lips and face before trailing down the column of your throat. He kept his face there - close to yours for easy access as his fingers teased your folds.
Seemingly surprising to you both, your hips jerked forward in anticipation.
“D'you like this?” He asked into the shell of your ear as your legs opened for him and he began collecting your slick with his fingers, rubbing circles around your clit.
“Yeah.” You all but mewled in response.
“Doing so well, love. So good for me.” He praised as he continued kissing your jaw, sliding his middle finger in with little resistance on your end.
He continued his ministrations, feeling beyond proud as your body continued to relax in his embrace – trusting him fully.
He slowly worked another finger in, crooking his fingers to find the spot you both were desperate for – he knew he was successful when your back arched to his touch.
“Sirius, there.”
“I know baby, I know.” He cooed, adding a third finger and zeroed in on your g-spot.
“I’m ready. I’m ready.” You panted after some time. “Please, Sirius, I want it – I want you.”
Sirius thought he’d come in his pants right there.
“You sure baby? I don’t want t-”
“Yes.” You moaned emphatically, and who was Sirius to argue?
“Okay, love. I’m right here, you’ve got me.” He said as he stood up to undress himself whilst you moved your body up towards the head of the bed.
Once he was fully unclothed, he slowly made his way to you, kneeling between your legs and leaning his arms down above your head, shielding you within his embrace.
“Still okay?” He whispered as he nudged your nose with his own.
You nodded. “I’m okay. I’m ready.”
Sirius pressed a searing kiss to your mouth as he brought one hand down to his cock, silently casting a quick lubrication charm – not wanting to chance any friction or pain for your first time (back) with him.
He used the tops of his thighs to push your legs up and open a little wider and pressed his tip to your entrance.
“I’ll go slow, okay baby? We’ll take it slow.” He said as he applied a little bit pressure. He ignored the sensational feeling of your heat encompassing him as he watched your face for any signs of discomfort or discontent.
He got about a quarter of his way in before he paused and brought his arm back up to your head to join the other. He massaged your temples with his thumbs as he pressed kisses into various parts of your face before slowly inching in further.
You were letting out little puffs of air as he continued to coo at you.
“Doin’ so well love, so good for me.”
“m’doing good.” You murmured through a sigh.
Sirius hummed in agreement as he brushed some damp baby hairs away from your forehead, moving into you slowly until he was finally fully sheathed. He paused – as much for your comfort as for his own self-control (he’d probably die of embarrassment if he came right now) – and watched your face.
“I’m okay.” You repeated in a whisper, eyes shut tight as you turned your face away from him. “I’m okay, I’m okay.”
Sirius started to get anxious – not knowing who you were trying to convince; him, or yourself?
“Baby? Baby, love, look at me. Hey,” Sirius whispered gently, rubbing soothingly at your collarbone. “Look at me love, come ‘ere.”
He gently encouraged your face back towards him as you opened up your glassy eyes to meet his gaze.
You both took some steadying breaths as you held each other’s stare.
“It’s me, baby. It’s just me. I’ve got you, okay? You’re safe.” He promised. Your eyes seemed to clear after a few more breaths.
“I’m sorry.” You whispered. He kissed each of your eyelids in response.
“You have nothing to be sorry for. Are you okay? Do you want to stop?”
“I don’t want to stop.” You said clearly – leaving Sirius no reason to doubt your conviction.
“Okay, I’m gonna move, okay? You tell me what you need, baby, I’ll give it to you.” He promised as he slowly pulled out and pushed back in again.
You both groaned in unison – voices harmonizing in the dark - which made each of you chuckle.
“Oi! Stop wiggling, or this is going to be over before it even started.” He chided which made you laugh even more.
He couldn’t even be mad, seeing you spread out below him, skin glimmering with sweat and a bashful smile on your lips. You were beautiful, ethereal. Sirius was a goner.
He pulled out and moved in again, eliciting another moan from both of you, but you moved on swiftly as he began to pick up a gentle, steady pace.
There was of course an animalistic part of Sirius that was beyond excited at having this back with you; an urge to take you over and over and over again. But somehow, this was perfect, this is exactly what you both needed.
He hated that you felt so broken, he hated that those monsters had hurt you - violated you. But this gentle, sensual reconciliation between your bodies, the open discussion, the gentle kisses that both of you were pressing to the other’s trauma was exactly what you needed.
It felt like more than Sirius entering your body, far deeper than his cock could reach within you. It was slotting puzzle pieces back together that had been ripped away from each other violently.
He’d never let it happen again.
Sirius’ mouth met yours as your tongues danced with each other. He moved his hands to your arms and pulled them over your head, holding them there as he continued to thrust into you.
You let out a few moans before your mouth pulled away from him, “wait, wait.”
Sirius paused all movements and stayed perfectly still. You tugged on your hands, and he released his grip on your wrists before you pulled your hands down to cover your face – breathing becoming erratic – you were crying.
“Hey.” He said gently. “I’m sorry love, talk to me. Tell me what’s going on.”
“I’m sorry.” You said from behind your hands.
“Don’t be sorry love – tell me what’s wrong. What can I do?”
“I just felt trapped, I didn’t like it.” You said, lowering your hands but keeping them away from Sirius’ reach.
“Okay. Okay, I’m sorry – it won’t happen again.” He promised as he slowly brought his thumbs to wipe at your tears as they fell into your hair line.
You blew out a steadying breath as you closed your eyes, relishing in the feeling of Sirius’ gentle hands on your temple as you calmed yourself.
“Do you want to stop?” He asked quietly.
“No.” You assured him with a shake of your head.
“Do you think you’d feel more secure if you were on top?” He asked instead.
You seemed to think about it before making eye contact with him again. “Yeah, maybe. That might help.”
Sirius beamed down at you. “Okay baby, I’ll slide out and we’ll reposition, okay?”
He pulled himself out and you moaned almost pathetically at the loss. He moved to the head of the bed and readjusted the pillows so that he was sat up right before patting his thighs.
“I’m all ready for you, love.” He said as he smiled at you.
You crawled over, looking painfully shy all of a sudden, and Sirius couldn’t help but tease you about it.
“Don’t be going shy on me now, lovely. You were making some of the most beautiful sounds I’d ever heard just moments ago.”
“Sirius!” You whined as you gently swatted his chest.
His smile never faltered as he helped you straddle his lap before easing you back down onto his cock.
“Okay, hang on for a second.” He said as he held your hips in place once you were flush with his, not allowing any movement.
You would have tormented him for this in another life – teasing him for getting too excited, too worked up. But you just smiled down at him lovingly.
Eventually, he looked back up into your eyes and released his hold on your hips, hands supporting you as you began to move up and down on him.
“Atta girl. Fuck, you look so beautiful up there. Gods, how did I ever go without you.” He whispered in awe. His words had your face heating up, and Sirius could see the colour migrate all the way to your chest as you threw your head back.
He looked down to the place where your bodies connected, watching as he would disappear inside of you over and over and over again. He brought his thumb to your clit and began massaging it, worshipping at the sounds emanating from your mouth.
“Yeah baby? Like that?”
You moaned what he understood as a yes as he brought his other hand to your tit, pinching the nipple there and placing your other nipple in his mouth. Then he sucked hard.
“Oh, fuck!” You keened.
He moaned back as he kept sucking, moving his mouth back and forth to give each of your breast’s equal attention.
“I- oh god. I’m – are you close?” You asked him.
Sirius wasn’t sure how to say that he was close all the way back when you asked him if he wanted to have sex, so he settled for “you have no idea, baby. Why?”
“I’m close.” You cried, moving your hands to his shoulders as you brought your face to his, kissing him passionately. He pulled you forward by the hips so that you were leaning most of your weight on him through your arms, and placed his hands on your ass as he began to thrust himself up into you.
“This okay?” He asked breathlessly.
“Yes.” You moaned.
“You gonna come with me baby? Huh? Come with me, come on beautiful, come with me.” He continued to chant between kisses as your gasps and murmuring turned into one, continuous long moan.
He felt the tell-tale signs of you clenching around him as he picked up his pace, returning pressure to your clit with his thumb.
“Fuck me, beautiful. Oh fuck, come on. Come for me. Come for me.” He begged, working overtime to ward off his own orgasm until you had yours.
He needn’t wait long, however, as his words pushed you over the edge and your careened forward, pushing your face into the crook of his neck as you cried out through your orgasm.
Your walls clenching sealed the deal and had his cock throbbing; coating your cervix with come.
You both sat gasping, both his cock and your walls twitching with aftershocks every so often as you both came down from your highs. He kissed your shoulders and rubbed your back waiting for you to return to him when he felt a wet spot grow on his shoulder.
“Baby?” He whispered. You sobbed in response.
Fear grappled at him as he felt his heart fall out of his ass. He reared his head back and moved you from his shoulder to find tears staining your face.
“Love! Love, what’s wrong?” He whispered, completely horrified at your distress.
You smiled sadly and let out some laughs. “I’m sorry, I’m not sad.”
Sirius felt his stomach unclench and felt like he could throw up in relief.
“I did it.” You whispered mostly to yourself.
Suddenly, he understood.
This was a milestone. This was not just a small step towards normality – this was a huge accomplishment. This was bigger than accepting help, this was bigger than talking to a therapist, this was bigger than all of it.
This was you taking back control. This was you taking something that terrified you, but persevering because it was important to you that you have it. This was you being nervous but advocating for yourself the entire way through.
Sirius felt like his soul would combust from the amount of pride he felt for you. Every time he was certain he loved you as much as any person could possibly love someone, you go and do something fucking phenomenal, and he’s left to rearrange his entire being to accommodate the amount of love coursing through his veins.
He'd happily do that for the rest of his life.
“You did.” He agreed, pushing back pieces of your hair from your face.
“I didn’t...I didn’t think I could.” You admitted.
Sirius shook his head. “I did.”
“You did?”
“Mhm.”
“How?”
Sirius scoffed as if you said something completely ridiculous. “Because, for as long as I’ve known you, you’ve never not been able to do something you set your mind to.”
You beamed at him. “Stubborn.”
“Tenacious.” He said as he pinched your side.
“Obstinate.”
“Mine.”
Your teasing smile turned soft. “Yours.” You agreed which was quickly followed by a yawn.
Sirius gently massaged your sides as he slowly lifted your weight up and his softening cock slipped out of you.
“Let’s go clean up so we can go to bed.” He said as he stamped a kiss to your temple.
You took turns lathering soap on the other’s body and enjoyed the spray of the warm water as you swayed to more nonexistent music and shared tender kisses. He was being unbelievably soft with you, but he knew if he allowed his joy, excitement, and pride to overcome him; he’d have you bent in half against the shower wall.
You’d come a long way, but he was quite sure you weren’t there yet.
That was fine by him though; you had the rest of your lives to work your way there.
...
James made his way down the hall as he carried a muggle frozen dinner in his hands, re-reading the instructions on the back.
He knocked on your and Sirius’ bedroom door but didn’t wait for a response before he opened it up.
“Hey, do you think we can cook this magically since we don’t have a mic-or-oh-wave? Lily said no, but I thought-” He paused as he saw you and Sirius, both with damp hair under the covers intertwined in each other’s embrace.
He realized then that the room smelt warm and... heady...
“Oh my gods. Did you guys have sex!?” He squealed loud enough to wake the entire house.
“PRONGS!”
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'*•.¸♡ SAMPO BF HEADCANONS ♡¸.•*'
A/n: the Sampo hcs that have been sitting in my notes for way to long now, unfinished, not proof read, enjoy the crap ♡
Sampo x Reader
¡! ❞ the fact that you rizzed up the rizzlord is already a big accomplishment by itself
¡! ❞ but that he also never lied one bit to you and is fairly reliable, is an even bigger one, for him that is
¡! ❞ he gets you lots and lots of presents. Are they stolen? Are they bought? Are they pulled out of the trash and cleaned? Who knows...
¡! ❞ its a mystery, the whole relationship is a mystery in itself. People really thought this was not gonna work out, you heard the comments and honestly, it didnt only upest you. It also upsets Sampo
¡! ❞ he never showed it to you, how it affected him and his confidence that poeple truly think hes incapable of workinh this relationship out. But for you he always put on a brave face, "Sampo Koski always takes care of his friends and love!"
¡! ❞ but the truth is, he crumbles inside. You did saw the true Sampo, who can listen to you for hours without saying a word, who comforts you at your lowest and pulls you up again, who stays by your side and never leaves, who never lied to you
¡! ❞ very affectionate and touchy. Has his arm around either your shoulder or hips while walking. Even is the type of guy to put his hands in your back pockets, sometimes even pinching you to tease
¡! ❞ sometimes, he just like, is gone. Not after important things tho but you could be out for a walk and boom hes gone like??? And comes back with something for you, as an apology yk. He mostly just disappeared because yk hes on the run anyway, the moment he could get arrested anywhere hes gone
¡! ❞ also for your sake, if they see you together then...he would never forgive himself if they'd use you or treat you bad, maybe even arrest you too!!! Its one of his nightmares tbh, the kinds where he wakes up all sweaty and out of breath
¡! ❞ Sampo is Sampo after all, and Sampo kiiiinda needs care too. Especially yours. If youre a natrually caring and affectionate person, it would help so much. But just your presence at all puts him both at ease and not. Like I said, hes scared for your safety even tho he will give his everything to protect you
¡! ❞ He changed to good? Kind of, like he is more reliable, trustworthy and all that. Only around you that is but he will be more honest with other's too. Although he still has his flight instinct by any danger or problems with others. You kind of taught him confrontation ig?
¡! ❞ but now to more cute stuff!!!! Like i said, loooads and loooads of presents. They range from cute to absolutely creepy, usefull and useless, expensive and for free. There's everything. But the best is when he comes home, all wet and soaked clutching the chocolate he got for you with his dear life against his chest to protect them and the box
¡! ❞ "Don't worry! I had everything under control!...Kind off" --- Sampo, having nothing in control besides you in bed----
¡! ❞ oop no jkjk---unless you're into that :)
¡! ❞ hes such a tease too! Like have you seen his outfit, Sir, this is my blog pls put your FUCKING V-LINE AWAY
#honkai star rail x reader#honkai star rail#honkai star rail x you#hsr x reader#sampo x reader#sampo koski#sampo honkai#Hsr
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Hi mads, thank you for your amazing blog.
Please help me find 2 fics, they're both Charles and angsty (I'm in my final year, let me cry pls)
The first one is where Charles basically treats his girlfriend like trash and consistently skips important work events of hers and even their anniversary trip, and Max V even notices that she got a promotion before Charles does.
And then the second, might be more difficult cause I read it at like 2 am, but it's him daydreaming of a life with the oc and like 2 kids only for Arthur to snap him out of it and he realises that they broke a while ago and it's her wedding to someone else.
Thank yooouu
BFF PLS DON’T HATE ME 😭 but i couldn’t find them BUT i promise we will!! so if anyone knows where to find them please let us know in the comments, my inbox or my dms!!🫶🏻🫶🏻
UPDATE:
the first story is "evergreen" by @viennakarma
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baby (you complete us)
P R E V I E W
summary: Soulmates were a common occurrence, so common, in fact, that the world sought an easier way to find your other half: A bracelet that would scan your mark and match you with those who shared your mark. Within recent years, soul groups were becoming normal, and your own bracelet said you have seven matches.
Or where you wear your bracelet for ten years, and finally give up the hope you would find your soul group, only for BTS to put theirs on and see what they were missing.
status: coming soon
genre: soulmate au, idol au, angst, fluff, eventual smut,
pairing: Idol BTS x Disabled MC
warnings: angst, mentions of depression, disabled mc (Ehlers Danlos syndrome), eventual smut, fluff, lots of fluff, mentions of disability, simp bangtan
Some warnings may be added to the beginning of individual chapters.
masterlist // taglist
@imnotlauriane @mageprincess7 @m1sss1mp @0funsite0 @strawberry-moonpies @this-isthe-way @singukieee @btsw1fe @gooooomz @fluffy-canada-pancakes @carolinexkpop @agusfree @sakurarukas @iamkookiesforyou @skyys-universe @toughbook @plutoneu @whisperssuga @yourleftsock @cryingpages @strxwbloody @drissteele @dustyinkpages @crushedblackroses @blaaiissee
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It had been almost a week since you had taken off your bracelet, consequently giving up the hope you had of ever finding your soulmates.
It was a weird feeling, almost as if you noticed even more the number of soulmates around you, like your heart was still hoping your soulmates would just show up, in front of you, or give you a sign at least that they were looking for you as well.
But you knew that wasn’t going to happen. If it did, it would have happened years ago. Soulmate bracelets had become common a couple years back, and almost everyone you knew wore one.
It was around 9 o’clock am and you were at your favorite café, your work laptop in front of you as shifted through emails, sending ones to trash as you deemed fit. You had a large coffee in front of you, refilled probably twice by now along with an empty plate that once held a lemon loaf slice.
The tv played in the background as you listened to the sounds of the café, taking a small break so you don’t end up hurting your eyes even more. You had been there since they opened at five thirty, unable to sleep.
You had been having trouble sleeping since taking off the bracelet, attributing the issue to the different feeling of a weightless wrist. Change was always a motive for your body to have sleeping difficulties, unfortunately.
Rubbing your eyes, not caring about the left over makeup residue, you open them again only to catch sight of the television, one of your favorite kpop groups, BTS, was on it, well a picture of them was. It was followed by a twitter post, the word “soulmate” catching your eye.
You quickly close out your email and head to google, going straight to twitter and signing in. The first thing that came up was the post from the official Bighit account.
Hello.
This is BIGHIT MUSIC.
The collaboration BTS is doing with Soul Connection has brought to our attention the presence of another soulmate within the already bonded group. All seven members have responded to the bracelet notification and are waiting for their soulmate to respond.
However, due to some unforeseen circumstances, they have been unable to get any information about their soulmate, as their profile is private due to either personal settings or from not wearing the bracelet.
We are asking that if their soulmate is reading this, that they please answer the messages that have been sent and get into contact with us.
This is of the utmost importance, as now that both parties are aware, soul symptoms are soon to begin and we wish to place importance upon the health of both parties.
Thank you.
The tweet was retweeted by BTS themselves, with the caption, “please help us, army.”
It had your mind racing, wondering if they were your mates, seeing as you had seven of them according to the app. You looked down at your mark, before looking away, a sigh leaving your lips.
There was no way BTS were your mates. Absolutely ridiculous.
Your brain was just trying to save you the heartache of being completely abandoned by your own soulmates, so it was coming up with ridiculous ideas to ease the pain. But it wasn’t going to work, as you were already familiar and comfortable with the idea of pain.
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Hi hi ~🙋♀️
May I please have a scenario for female reader x Sev with Ambrosia and Yellow Orchid where she's kind of (obsessed) an admirer of his, sketches him and writes VERY STEAMY romance stories about him in a journal/sketchpad to try and "curb her cravings for him" because she's shy and worried he won't like her back or heaven forbid might think she's a creep, buuut~ he comes across it somehow x'D and yeh, please make it nsfw or at least steamy if you can, but go with wherever your inspiration leads you of course! Please and thank you either way. ;v; P.S. If this is too boring/uninspiring; I'm happy to send in a different one. No worries.🥰
The Journal
Summary: You work IT for the GAR, and through that you met Sev, the actual love of your life. Only, because he doesn't know you exist, you spend your time sketching and writing sippets about him. One night, he sees your journal.
Pairing: Clone Commando Sev x F!Reader
Word Count: 1840
Prompt: Ambrosia - love is reciprocated, Yellow Orchid - New Beginnings
Warnings: Some smut, some spice
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: I hope this is close to what you wanted? I kept starting it and then having to change things to make the plot work.
You bit your lower lip as you read over the sentence you just wrote, considering your word usage critically. It’s always important to make sure that the words flow properly, even though you’re the only person who’s ever going to read it.
What you’re doing is weird.
It is. You know it, but you can’t help yourself.
After all, it’s not like Sev would ever deign to look at you…let alone do anything that you fantasize about with you.
Which means that your own release is by sketching scenes, and then writing the scenes that you sketched.
It’s awful and humiliating. But since it’s just you, and since you’re so very careful about making sure that your sketchbook is always safe, then you don’t mind half as much as you normally would.
You critically eye the words again.
Sev slides his hands down your sides, whispered praises falling from his lips as you sink down his hard length, his pupils flared with arousal-
Ugh. It’s garbage.
Utter trash.
You erase some of the words, consider for a moment, and then write them again.
It’s still trash, but your brain doesn’t seem to have the right words at the moment. Maybe you need to take a break. You set the protector over the pencil drawing, and snap your sketchbook shut, and you slide it into your work bag absently.
Maybe you’ll have the words after a long night of night shift work.
Probably not, you have to replace and update all of the computers on base tonight.
You quickly check to make sure that your uniform is clean and neat looking, and then you grab your bag and your datapad, and you head out the apartment.
You live close enough to base that you can walk, and, honestly, you couldn’t catch a cab at this time of night anyway. Not to mention, the walk helps clear your mind and prepares you for the night you’re about to have.
As soon as you’re on base, you make your way to the office all of IT has to share, set your bag on your desk, and grab your datapad. Your office mate Holly, the other member of IT who drew the short straw for the overhaul, greets you with a tired smile.
“Are you ready?” She asks as she pulls her long blonde hair into a tail.
“Does it matter if I’m not?” You ask with an amused grin as you stick a pen in your hair.
“Not at all,” Holly replies with a laugh. “Come on, I have the key to where they’re keeping the new computers.”
“I don’t suppose the boss told you what to do with the old computers?” You ask dryly as you trail after her down the hall.
“He said, quote, “you know what to do you stupid girl” end quote.” Holly replies with a roll of her eyes, “So I’m guessing we need to stack the old computers where the new ones are.”
“Makes sense.”
Holly leads you through the winding halls, until she stops at the storage room door, and she checks her datapad. “Um…here, this is the one.” She waves the keycard over the panel and keys in the door code, and you push the door open and peer into the room.
“Hm.”
“What?”
“There are a lot of computers here.” You say with a sigh.
Holly peers over your shoulder, and she sighs as well. “We might as well start loading up carts.”
Three hours later, you’re alone in the IT office, working on disconnecting the computers and hooking up the new ones, when the door opens. “IT is closed for the night,” You say, your voice muffled since you’re under a desk. “Oh, come on, disconnect you stupid piece of-”
“I know,” The deep voice of Sev startles you enough that you pull yourself out from under your desk, “I was just coming to check on you, since Miss Holly nearly fell off her ladder.”
“Oh. Well I’m not doing any of the ladder work, I have a thing.”
“A thing?”
“About heights. And falling.”
He chuckles, “Reasonable,” He looks around the room, “You need any help with anything?”
“...can you put that box on my cart for me?”
Sev chuckles again, “Yeah, I have you mesh’la.” He picks up the box, which has an old computer in it, and moves it to the cart, bumping your desk as he does so.
Just as Sev turns to leave the room, he pauses. “Huh, looks like someone lost their journal.”
“Journal?” You glance at him, and then pale when you see your sketchbook in his hands, “Ah! Wait! That’s mine…and it’s personal-” He flips open the journal and you feel a hot flush of shame.
With him wearing his helmet, you have no way to know what he’s thinking, though you’re not sure you’d be able to tell even if he wasn’t wearing his helmet.
“I…I can explain-” You offer weakly, but you trail off, because you don’t have an explanation. Not a good one, at least.
Sev’s shifts slightly, and you have the feeling that he’s staring at you, “Can I hold onto this?”
“I’d…rather you didn’t.”
“What if I promise that I’m the only one who will see it?”
You hesitate, “Are you confiscating it?” You ask anxiously.
“No.” His voice is surprisingly gentle, “I promise you’ll get it back in the same condition as it is now.”
“...okay.” The sketchbook vanishes into one of his many pockets, and then Sev is gone, and you are stuck trying to finish the overhaul while knowing that the man that you’ve been crushing on, and fantasizing over, now has access to all of your fantasies.
Needless to say, you’re a little anxious.
Three days later, you’re still really anxious. 100% because Sev still hasn’t returned your sketchbook to you and while you were worried before, it’s been ramped up. A lot.
So when you get a visitor when you’re working on a commission for someone, your heart drops.
You check to see who’s there, and when you see Sev, you get even more nervous, your mind running though dozens of different scenarios, all of them worse than the one before it.
But, slowly, you open the door.
“Um…Hi.”
He’s dressed in casual clothes today, and while normally that would be something for you to enjoy, you’re far too anxious to actually enjoy it.
He gazes at you for a moment, “Can I come in?”
“Ah, yes. Sorry,” You move to the side and he steps into your apartment. You shut the door behind him, and then nervously step around him, “Can I get you something?”
Sev is quiet for a moment, his gaze flickering around your apartment. It’s covered in various pieces of artwork that you’ve done, and then he looks at you and offers you your notebook. “Sorry it took me so long to return it.”
You take the journal back and fold your arms around it, “Um…you’re not…mad?”
“No.”
“Uh…that’s good, but why?”
He folds his arms over his chest, “Why would I be?”
You glance down at the notebook, and then back at him, slightly lost, “Uh…you did see some of the things I sketched, right?”
“I did. I looked at all of it.” Sev replies, and then a slow grin crosses his face, “Like I said, it’s in the same condition you gave it to me in. But, I did add a page, you should take a look.”
You watch him suspiciously, but open the journal, flipping until you find the loose page he’s talking about. It takes you a moment to recognize what you’re looking at, but then your face flames.
It’s you. And him. With him balls deep inside you.
You turn your wide gaze up to Sev, and he smirks, “What, you thought you were the only one with seemingly impossible fantasies?”
You glance back at the picture, “Seemingly impossible?”
“Sure, why would a pretty thing like you be interested in a mere clone?”
Your head snaps up, “I have never thought that! Ever!”
Sev smirks and takes a step closer to you, before he carefully flips to another page, where a nearly identical picture to the one that he sketched sits on the page, “I know that now. You didn’t get my tattoos, but that’s okay, you’ve never seen me shirtless. Yet.”
“Yet?”
His gaze is very intense, “Yet.” Sev agrees, “Unless you’d rather wait before we make any of these,” He taps the journal, “Come true.”
“I think I missed a whole part of this conversation,” You finally say.
Sev chuckles and takes your journal from your hands, tossing it on the table in the middle of the room, and then he pins you against the wall with his arm folded over your head.
He lowers his head so that you can feel his breath against your skin, “I’m saying,” Sev murmurs, “That I feel the same way about you as you feel about me.” Your lips part, “And I’m saying that I want to make all of those fantasies come true.”
He lowers his head so that his lips are right over yours, “What do you say, sarad?”
You blink at him, and then lean up to catch his lips with yours.
You feel him grin as he presses against you, and then he nips your lower lip and soothes the spot with his tongue.
Sev kisses with the same intensity that he does everything, and you’re not really surprised when you feel his hands dipping under your clothes to caress your bare skin.
He lifts you with ease, and encourages you to wrap your legs around his waist. “Where’s your bedroom, sarad?” Sev asks, his voice a low rumble.
“Down the hall, first door on the left.”
Sev catches your lips with his again as he walks down the hall and pushes your bedroom door open. He lays you down on your bed and follows you down, kneeling between your spread legs, before he breaks the kiss.
He pulls his shirt off, and immediately pulls your hands to his chest, and you take the opportunity to explore him with great enthusiasm. He kisses you again as you explore him with your fingers, realizing that you’re going to need to wait before you can explore him with your eyes.
“Before we go any further,” Sev murmurs against your lips, “I want to know-”
“Yes?”
“Is this going to be a one time thing, or is it going to be a relationship?”
It takes you a moment to process the question, “Why?”
“Because I’m going to fuck my girlfriend a hell of a lot differently than I’m going to fuck a one night stand.” Sev sucks a mark high on your neck, “Take your pick, sarad.”
“I’d like to be your girlfriend,” You say through a quiet moan as he sucks another mark onto your neck.
Sev grins, “A good choice.” He tugs on your shirt, “Strip, sarad. I’m going to make you feel amazing.”
#star wars#tcw#vodika vibes follower celebration#clone commando sev x reader#sev x reader#star wars fanfiction#x reader fanfiction#f!reader fic#18+ fic#clone thirsting#answered asks
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hobie brown x spiritual!black fem reader drabble
summary - hobie brown vs. you and your superstitions
warning(s): n-word and v slight swearing
when discarding hair, always burn or flush it down the toilet. you grew up hearing this and take it very seriously. hair holds energy, it’s not to be thrown in the garbage like trash.
hobie laughs when you tell him so.
“love,” he huffs out, his left hand sliding down his face in amused exasperation. “you’re jokin’, right?”
you are not joking. after taking down your box braids, he’d so sweetly offered his assistance with detangling and washing. after all the cornrowing and arm ache, you’d searched for a lighter to burn the shedded hair with, only to find hobie tossing the ball of dead curls into the garbage can. you immediately snatched it out of the trash, shocked and appalled by his carelessness.
“boy, what? hell nah, i’m not joking,” you fumed. like, who the hell just throws away hair?
“you mean to tell me what? you just been tossing hair in the garbage?”
he chuckles even harder. your brain is screaming, ‘is he for real?’
“well, what else are you meant to do with it?”
‘oh, bitch, he’s for real.’
“burn it, flush it, hell, put it in a damn jar?” you rattle off the top of your head.
he stares blankly like a goldfish and then sniffs because he’s so very annoying.
“love, why do all ‘at when the bin’s right there?”
your granny would be so disappointed if she heard him. you were disappointed when you heard him.
“babe, you can’t just throw away your hair,”
you whine, clutching the clump to your chest.
“it’s too important. if the birds get it, you’ll have headaches for the rest of your life. and don’t let a witch that hates you get it.”
he bites back a laugh and opens a drawer in the counter, brandishing a lighter. your mouth drops open, face reading incredulous. that lighter was not in there earlier.
he laughs at your facial expression and you maturely retaliate with snatching the little pink lighter from his grasp.
“love, if you’re scared of birds, you could just say it.”
“nigga, hush.”
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a/n: sorry it’s so short, i was tired after work but i didn’t want to disappoint😫
also thank you to everyone for showing my masterlist so much love despite it being blank<3
requests are open!!
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I sent an ask earlier and I am so sorry for spamming but I've been having brain worms for the Kaiju!au.
Like we sad Vargas and Kalim being all friendly but imagine little baby Cheka playing with Yuu.
Also, just imagine Cater, Vil, or Rook doing dancing from some music player that Yuu found. Which also makes me ask if they get their own little hideaway for their human buisness. (God Crowley when his hatchling leave the nest...)
And finally, when Yuu finally gets to cook, meat or fish, are the Boys gonna try to demand they have some. I just imagine Yuu giving a piece to grim and his pupils blow out from how good it is....and then words goes around and it's all over for any peaceful cooking with Yuu.
I'm actually in the process of answering that one! I just gotta figure out a few scenarios for it to make it fun~! >v< And please don't worry about spamming me with asks if you have ideas or thoughts you wanna share about my AUs! I love receiving these kind of asks! :D
Putting under a read more because I got a little carried away 😂
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Oooh my goodness, someone teach lil’ kaiju Cheka to be gentle with the tiny human! X’D To be honest, I almost didn't put him or Falena in the AU...buuuuut now that I think about it, that would be a crime against adorableness, and I will not stand for this! Ò.Ó I shall rectify this~!
In the AU, Cheka would be a little bigger than Grim would be in terms of height. Not quite twice his height, but still pretty big! Now imagine the lil’ ragamuffin sweetheart just trotting along with Yuu perched on his back, playfully marching across a log bridge with Grim trotting behind singing “Hakuna Matata” while Ruggie and Jack have to keep an eye on them (because we know Leona would be taking a nap and hiding from his nephew even in this AU). The only difference between this version of the two is that whenever Cheka pounces on his uncle in a play fight, Leona actually will react as though he got hurt to encourage the hunting instinct.
Hey, he may not be happy having his nephew bugging him, but he knows it’s important to know how to survive (and he’d never hear the end of it from his brother or his brother’s mate)!
When it comes to doing “human business”, it’s agreed that there is a need for privacy even amongst kaiju, so if the human disappears for a short time behind a rock or in a bush, it’s not going to be questioned by curious kaiju. Luckily Yuu won’t have to worry about poison oak or poison ivy! Most of the poisonous plants that can cause an itchy reaction are too high up for them to reach, so it’s mainly the kaiju who would experience the terrible itchy curse. Good thing they’ve got Crewel to mix up some natural medicine for them—good luck making most of them take it though! XD
Anyway, moving on: music! One of the best ways to soothe the soul and calm the savage beast. When Yuu manages to get near one of the other abandoned facilities and gets to explore it with Grim (who is literally the only one small enough to fit inside with them), it was actually Grim who stumbled across a music player. He thought it was some weirdly shaped snack or chew toy.
This resulted in a bit of a tug-of-war between Yuu and Grim, and now Yuu has a new (slightly chewed) music player! Let’s see how it transpired and what resulted afterwards, shall we?
//
“Let’s see…junk, junk, trash…wow, did they really even leave anything worth using in this place?”
Digging around in the pile, Yuu sighed as they sat back and stared at the room. Of course, this place had been ransacked already…though by who exactly was unclear, but it seemed like things had been torn apart and whatever components or guts the tech had before was now gone. But there had to be something they could use in this place, right?
Crunch!
“Pleh!”
“Grimfang, no! Stop trying to eat the plastic you lil’ gargoyle!” Yuu scolded, sighing as Grimfang spat out a few shards that got stuck in his teeth. “Ugh…one of these days you’re going to eat something you shouldn’t, you know that? Don’t come crying to me when you get a tummy ache.”
He shook his head with a snort, giving Yuu a look that suggested he was offended by the very notion that he might get a tummy ache…or at least, that’s how Yuu interpreted it. It was odd how expressive the kaiju seemed to be, seeming almost…human-like in a way, though sometimes Yuu wondered if it was just their mind humanizing them to have company.
“Well, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Turning back, Yuu scanned the wreckage to try and find something they could at least bring back. Even a writing utensil would do! “Okay…maybe we should try the next room and see what we can find.”
As they turned to go, they heard the familiar sound of tooth scraping against metal and sighed. What has he found this time?
“Grim, if I have to pull another pipe out of your gullet again, I’m gonna-” Yuu began before freezing, eyes growing wide at the familiar shape between Grim’s paws as he tried to gnaw on the corner: a music player. “H-hey, hey! No! Grim! Drop it!”
“Rrraowl!” he rumbled in response, his paws pulling the player into his chest fur protectively.
“Grimfang, no! That’s not a chew toy—hey! Get back here, you malevolent little gargoyle!!”
“Nyaarr!!”
“GRIIIIIM!!!!”
//Later//
The sound of static filled the den as Yuu sat in the nest, using Grimfang’s side as a pillow while they fiddled with the large and heavy music player. It had been one helluva chase around the facility, but eventually they triumphed and claimed their prize! Aside from a slight chewing on the frame, the kaiju’s fangs hadn’t really penetrated the shell and everything seemed to be in working order. To their disappointment though, they couldn’t get a radio signal no matter how many buttons they pushed or how much they turned the dial.
“Hey, MIRA? Does this island have any sort of radio signal or something?” they asked the computer around their wrist. “I can’t get anything on this player.”
“Greetings, Uhm Yuu. Answer: negative. This particular system cannot receive the signals from radio transmissions. Due to the nature of the island and its inhabitants, it is difficult to build and maintain any semblance of a tower to transmit signals across the terrain, requiring different methods to communicate with other facilities.”
“Darn it! So that means I can’t do anything with this hunk of junk?”
“Negative. As it is in proximity, I am able to access the system wirelessly and play music from the database.”
Eyes growing wide, Yuu asked, “There’s a music database…?”
“Affirmative. I have access to a wide selection of music from all manner of media pre-downloaded from the Dark Mirror Server. Dr. Willows was an avid enjoyer of music and always kept an up-to-date selection for her playlists to aid in her work. Would you like to create your own playlists?”
“Yes!”
“Mrr…?”
//End Scene//
And thus began Yuu’s task to set up their musical playlists…much to the kaiju’s confusion even when Grim tried to explain what he could translate. For the most part, they just figured it was a weird human thing…until Yuu played the first song. Was it some beautiful, soothing song, or an excitable bop that made them excited? Nope. It was neither: what was meant to be a fun introduction to a song turned into what essentially boils down to a warped death metal demonic screech and garbled static. The sound was so terrifying that Grimfang looked like a puffy ball of daggers, and Nevermore flared up his wings like some puffy shield in a panic.
That’s why it’s important to check the volume of the music before you play it first!
It was after that when Yuu noticed a difference in the kaiju when they played certain songs—namely instrumentals. For some like Pridefang, they noticed how much more relaxed he was when harp music was playing, while when it came to wind based music like flutes or chimes, Crystalflayer/Vil would croon and sing along and the more canine-like kaiju would practically fall asleep.
Then there were the silly moments with the music.
When Goldmaker/Kalim was visiting, Yuu was playing the song “Cus I’m Happy” at random…when they noticed the shiny beetle/dragon kaiju doing the tippy-tap dance like a dog on all six legs, bouncing here and there in time to the music like a kid jumping on the bed.
And then there was the time that Bruiser/Deuce and Feralfang/Epel were tugging on something that looked somewhat like a giant leather ball that had been popped (or at least, they thought it was a ball, though it could be a bit of carcass too). It didn’t seem like they were fighting over food and more like they were just…playing. It wasn’t until they had stood frozen in place for a moment that Yuu played the song “Cotton Eyed Joe”—
And they both tugged in time to the beat. (A/N: click link for doggos in reference to the song/scene!)
Aaaah, the joys of music!
Now as for the food, as good as fruit and the vegetables were, it was a little harder to find sources of protein that were safe for human consumption on the island…or at least, sources that didn’t want to eat or swallow them whole or were out of reach. Plus, they had a continuous source of fresh meat brought to them and Grimfang throughout the day with no hassle. They just needed a way to…prepare it.
When Yuu manages to light a fire in a makeshift firepit (guided by MIRA’s survival database), Nevermore was certainly surprised to find that his hatchling had finally accepted the meat offering and confused at what they were doing with it near the fire. It’s incredibly rare for any kaiju to actually “cook” their meat, and whatever constitutes as cooked meat would be little more than chewy charcoal, so if it turns out that’s what the little human likes then so long as they eat their fruits and veggies, he’ll allow it.
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“Aaaaand…done!” Yuu uttered, tugging one of the sticks bearing individual chunks out of the ground. They could feel the juices from the meat that had dripped down the makeshift skewer, forcing them to take care as they adjusted it in their grip to avoid the hot parts before they took a tentative bite.
Just like the fruit, the meat was tender and full of flavor as the juices dripped down their chin with each bite. It wasn’t perfect, but it was so good to have a cooked meal again that Yuu didn’t care. They’d even been lucky to find a wall of salt when they’d gone exploring with Grimfang, so at least the meat had a little extra flavor to it! MIRA had mentioned before that the island had many herbs and spices that could be used for cooking. If they could get a hold of some of these, then their meals would be so much more fulfilling!
Curious sniffing caught their attention as they turned to see Grimfang, cerulean eyes staring at the chunks still cooking on the sticks around the fire. He’d long since finished his portion, so there was no way that he should still be hungry…right?
“Mrrlh?” he grumbled, carefully pawing at the dirt near one of the sticks but not actually touching it before giving Yuu a look.
“No, this is mine. You had yours already,” Yuu told him, turning their attention back to their food.
“Prrrrrr…”
‘…oh no…’ Slowly they turned their attention back to Grimfang…and immediately they found themselves struck by the biggest, brightest pair of kitten eyes they’d ever seen, the kaiju’s forelegs curling up to his chest as he rolled over onto his side to reveal his soft, fluffy tummy. ‘…darn it, why did I have to watch those kitten videos around him!?’
His paws began to open and close, mimicking the kneading motion that the kittens in the video had done earlier.
“…augh! Fine! But just this once, got it?” Yuu said, heaving a sigh as they took another stick out of the ground and—after playing hot-potato with the cooked flesh—tossed it into Grimfang’s waiting jaws with a snap. He was purring in triumph, giving Yuu a smug looking grin…
Before he froze, pupils growing so wide that they nearly engulfed the blue of his eyes. His whole body began to shiver, jaw slack as drool began to drip from his maw. Then—rearing back on his hind legs—his paws pressed against his cheeks as he swayed almost in pure bliss, a series of trills and chirps coming from him.
“Huh. Well, uh…glad you like my cooking, Gri—hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! NO! Grim! You had yours, the rest are mine! Stoooop! Nevermore!!”
//The next day//
“Okay, here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to cook some of this meat using the ingredients we just picked from the forest, and while the big hunk cooks on the spit, we’ll snack on the smaller pieces. This side is yours, and this side is mine. Got it so far?”
“Mrp!”
“Good. Don’t even think about stealing my share, or I’m never cooking anything again. Got it?”
“Myah!”
Shniff-shniff…
“Huh…? Wha-!? Scrapper, no! This is mine! I-wait, I-! What are you all even doing here!? Guys!”
//The next day//
“……did you guys know that Scrapper, Shellshock, Ashsong, and Heartbinder could even cook, or is this new?” Yuu asked, watching as Ashsong’s tentacles moved the herbs and spices across the cooking meat, Heartbinder’s claws and teeth ripping chunks off and handing them to the clover-marked Shellshock as he put them on skewers. Ashsong’s wings would occasionally flap, causing the flames to flare up with new life. Scrapper used his jaws to turn the makeshift spit that one of the kaiju had carved to turn the meat in a slow circle.
“Nyawr.”
“Thaaaat’s what I thought…more please!”
//
As it turns out, once the kaiju learn the secret to amazing food, it becomes one of the few things that keeps them from bickering and fighting and even have them cooperate together just to get a taste. It was a strange sight to see, and even MIRA commented that this was highly unusual behavior that hadn’t been recorded by scientists before. This raised far more questions than answers. Sure, the kaiju were dangerous, but they were intelligent.
Too intelligent…
#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland kaiju au#twst kaiju au#twisted wonderland kaiju au worldbuilding#twst kaiju au worldbuilding#oh how I love playing with this AU~!
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Study Buddy Pt 1.-Modern Au! (College) Daemon Targaryen x OC Velaryon Fem Reader
Pairing: Young Daemon Targaryen x Velaryon OC Fem Character
⚠️Content/Warning(s)⚠️: Sexual Tension, Masturbating, Exhibitionism and Forced Orgasm.
Summary: Daemon needs to pass the history exam. Laenora may be his only hope.
Author’s Notes: It is short. But this will be a two part series lovebugs. Dividers used are made by @firefly-graphics 💕
“How the fuck do I have an F?” Daemon had been berating the History Professor over a paper he turned in. The professor was highly unamused and very monotone. “Daemon, I don’t know what you were learning about in this class, but I assure you your paper had nothing to do with what I was teaching. You might want to get yourself to get yourself together Mr. Targaryen the final exam for this class is coming soon. Daemon scoffed before he made his exit throwing the paper in the trash. He had been stressed trying to prove to his older brother and father that he was capable of getting through uni and making his way into the family business, but he wasn’t doing to well at proving his point. His history class was his last class for today and he decided he would just go home.
He shared an apartment with his brother Viserys and upon arriving home he heard shuffling in the living room and he quickly averted his eyes. “Hey man I wasn’t expecting you to be home so soon he ushered his long time girlfriend, Aemma into his room while he fixed his pants in embarrassment. Daemon rolled his eyes in annoyance. “This is literally why you have a room. To do all the fucking you want in it. No one wants your cum all over the furniture, V.” Viserys laughed and disappeared into his room so that he could continue what he started.
After a while Aemma and Viserys emerged from their room and Daemon was still seated on the couch his brow furrowed with frustration while his brother raided the fridge in the kitchen. “What’s wrong, D?” Daemon sighed, “Do you know anyone who can help me study for the history exam coming up?” Aemma chimed in, her arms wrapped around Viserys as she leaned against him. “You know my friend Laenora is in your class she’s a straight A student and she does some tutoring sessions. I can give you her number.”
He jumped to his feet with his phone ready. He took no time to text her letting her know of his troubles and she agreed to meet him at the school library to help him study. He honestly didn’t know a Laenora existed. Was he really that self centered? He spent the rest of his day drinking with his brother.
She was sitting at a table in a far corner of the large library. She picked the table specifically so that her pupal could concentrate. They agreed to meet at 6:00 pm but it was now 6:15 and she was beginning to think he wouldn’t show. Of course she knew who Daemon Targaryen was. A bad boy with a famous family name behind him. He was privileged and honestly his presence annoyed her, but he was sickeningly attractive. She was just getting ready to pack all of her things up and go back to her dorm when he came waltzing in as if he’d been on time.
Daemon seemed to hesitate upon seeing her. She was…an angel he thought as he got closer. “Laenora? Right? Thanks for meeting with me.” She rolled her eyes causing him to look a little confused, “You’re 15 minutes late. I was ready to leave, honestly Daemon if this is really important to you, you’re going to have to act like it.” He remembered her now, but she seemed so innocent; so quiet but obviously she was a lot more feistier than he had anticipated. “I’m sorry, mummy. It won’t happen again.” He spoke in a babyish tone and it irked her very being. He was such a prick.
He realized he vexed her so and he was going to enjoy doing so for the rest of this session. He joked around while she was reading the important sections that she was sure would be on the exam and he skimmed through it some what reading along, but he became distracted watching her lips fall with every word. They were full and looked so soft he cleared his throat and licked his bottom lip becoming anxious. He fixed himself within his seat over and over feeling his cock twitch and press against his pants uncomfortably.
“Is something wrong?” She looked at him with those sea green eyes and he melted. “No…everything is fine I think I need a break…my legs are going numb.” She got up from her seat and decided to go look for a book she had been wanting to read. “Fine.. 20 minutes and you will meet me back at the table.” He nodded and he stood up trying to clear his head, but he wanted to talk to her. So he looked for her and saw her within the farthest book shelf away from wandering eyes and listening ears. “Laenora? Can I talk to you?”
She looked up from her book and he lost it. Pressing her against the bookshelf he grabbed her face pulling her in for a kiss she pulled away with a wet pop and a gasp. “What the..fu…” He silenced her with another harsh kiss and she moaned into him melting quickly from the unwarranted kiss. His hands found their one under her shirt and she shuddered. She wasn’t wearing a bra and he smile twirling her hardened nipples between his fingers. She whimpered trying to quiet herself as he bit into her neck leaving soft kisses behind. He pulled away looking to see if she was enjoying herself and by the looks of her flustered face and wanton eyes he knew she wanted more.
His nimble fingers found there way into her skirt feeling the lace fabric of her panties. The only thing keeping him from what he wanted. Laenora gasped and anticipated the feeling of his fingers finding their way within her soft folds. He watched her eyes smiling at how much she craved to feel him touch her. He pulled away slightly and she whined softly pulling him closer to her. He wouldn’t fuck her here, but he was going to get her off one way or another.
His finger slipped past her panties pushing them aside as his fingertips caressed the hood of her clitoris spreading her outer and inner lips to give him more access. “Daemon…what if someone catches us?” She cooed into his ear softly her moans wanting to fill the entire room, but she quieted herself. It was so intense; so wrong and yet they were both so turned on. The feeling of being seen any moment made her slick even more evident as he ran two fingers over her entrance. “You just got wetter from the idea…you’re a little deviant aren’t you?”
His fingers prodded at her soaking core before finding their way inside feeling her walls tighten around him which made him groan and his cock convulsed within his pants. She could feel him pressed against her thigh. “Take him out please…I want to see…” He smiled pumping his fingers into her in a come hither motion. “What do you want to see?” The red in her cheeks darkened. “I want to see your dick…can you play with it, please?” He pursed his lips and put on a Cheshire Cat grin.
“A little deviant indeed…sure anything for you, pet.” He unbuttoned his pants and out sprang his cock slapping the skin of her thigh. She looked at it then him and he smiled noticing she wasn’t prepared to see something as larger as this. He wrapped his free hand around his throbbing shaft and slowly stroked his dick while he pleasured her all at the same time. He wanted to watch every stage of her orgasm. From her fighting the pleasure to her giving into it.
Their soft yet heavy pants could hardly be heard and he enjoyed watching her fight the urge to let it all out. Her pussy was soaking his fingers and Gods was the sound of it gushing heavenly. He could hardly think with those enchanting eyes low and filled with lust with only him on her mind. He thought of the ways he’d fuck her senseless when he had the chance. She was completely overcome and lost in him her eyes rolled and the knots in her stomach tightened, but she was still self conscious and nervous someone would find them like this.
“Daemon…please…I can’t….I’m gonna…” She fought against him and he just continued finding that spongy little spot that would make her a mess and she fell into it with ease. He bit the lobe of her ear and mused into it. “That’s it give yourself to me…don’t hold it in…baby.” She whimpered and whined pulling him close causing his cock to press against her more while he continued to masturbate. She was almost there and he quickened his pace and she was no longer any good. Her legs were trembling and weak and the knot in her stomach released. She showered his fingers with arousal and he was pushed over the edge.
Before he could spill any of his seed she was on her knees stream after stream filled her open mouth and covered her lips. She swallowed every drop and cleaned the rest up with her tongue. Her juices dripping down her thighs her legs still shaking as the aftermath. He stood her to her feet and kissed her deeply. “So much for helping me study, huh? You are nothing but a distraction.” She giggled softly and they emerged from the aisle finding their seats back at their table.
“Now do you think you can focus, Daemon.” He chuckled, “For now…I guess.”
To be continued…
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Elevator Music Dossier
BASICS.
𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄
Dr. Vera Nair.
𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒
Elevator Music. Harvard, but only one person ever calls her this. Doc, very common in the field. V., open to whoever. It just seems to roll off the tongue for some folks. She prefers Vera, if asked.
𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌
Indira Varma.
𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒
Still, steady hands with beautiful long fingers and well-kept nails. Soft, curly hair. Toothy grin. Warm, intelligent whiskey brown eyes. Too often those eyes subtly reveal that Vera is somewhere else. Somewhere far, far away. Lost and lonely, more often than not. Good posture. The scent of disinfectant, books, and the slightest tinge of blood.
𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
Small color tattoo of a white-spotted fawn nestled in the snow beneath a branch and surrounded by pine needles and a few snow flowers on her left hip. Standard ear piercings.
𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐃.𝐎.𝐁.
45 / 07/17/1978.
𝐙𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂
Cancer. Though Vera believes the whole thing is pseudoscientific hokum and will only indulge either someone she believes is genuinely not that bright or someone she cares about. There has been some overlap in the past.
𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍
Suburbs of Hartford, Connecticut. House with a tire swing they never used and everything.
𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘
TBD.
𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 / 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒
Cis Female / She/Her.
𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘
Bisexual.
𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒
Divorced. Widowed. Both are somewhat complicated.
𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒
Intelligent. Resourceful. Compassionate. Capable.
𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐒
Stubborn. Workaholic. Lonely. Perfectionist.
𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒
Mentally notating songs. Taking inventory. Checking her medical kit again. Running a hand through her hair. A smoke somewhere quiet now and then. Overworking. Closing her eyes and hunting down the sparkle of a good memory, an hour or even just a minute, of a time she felt home. Nabbing snack items from the cafeteria. Coin tricks. Sleight of hand. String games. Focusing on her firm, reliable hands. Running through memorized texts and procedures she’s done a thousand times before. Adding new ones.
𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒
Violin, she’s been playing since she was four. Cooking, but never only for herself. Sewing. Loves embroidering pretty little things onto holes to make them new. Journaling, keeps ‘trash’ journals stuffed with found items mostly. Reading, so much reading. Studying, so engrained she does believe it to be a hobby. A bit of origami. Yoga, for exercise not for meditation. Swimming, for meditation not for exercise. Golf and chess are not hobbies. She detests both. But she is excellent at golf and middling at chess.
𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 (𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄)
None.
THE FOUNDATION.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐅𝐅 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄
MTF Chi-00 Physician and Surgeon.
𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍(𝐒)
Delta-14 Physician and Surgeon.
𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓
SCP-19-2001 under Delta-14
𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 / 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒
Board Certification in Internal Medicine from Harvard. Board Certification in Trauma Surgery from Johns Hopkins. Fifteen years of medicine for the Foundation. Constantly researching and mastering new skills. Continued training in sidearm and riflery, but Vera would be the first to admit that she is just proficient enough. Horsemanship. Climbing. Barber skills. Knowledge of codes and ciphers.
EXTRAS.
𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘
I’m going for the minimalist approach here. Plenty of pieces missing. Have fun putting them together, if that’s something you aspire to!
[Elevator Music] grew up in a nice house just on the cusp of Hartford, Connecticut. She and her sister, older by only ten months, spent their days guarding their home from the fae and being hounded by anything and everything their beloved parents deemed important to their futures. Much to their parents’ delight, both girls attended Harvard University. [Elevator Music] for internal medicine and her sister for law. The family would gather often.
After Harvard, [Elevator Music] felt compelled to move from Boston to Baltimore to take her education as an internist in a rather unexpected direction. She was accepted into the prestigious Johns Hopkins Trauma and Acute Care Surgery program and, true to form, continued to work herself to the bone.
[Elevator Music] was recruited into the Foundation straight out of the program in early 2009. It was an offer she could not refuse, but she accepted it with grace.
She met then Sergeant First Class [Dying Breed] within her first eighteen hours in the field. They married shortly after. However, although [Elevator Music] considered the two of them to be happy, they divorced suddenly in late 2014.
After a much-needed leave, [Elevator Music] returned to the field with the Delta-14’s.
In 2017, [Elevator Music] married her closest friend, Senior Researcher Tom Dalton. It should be noted that Tom Dalton was also [Dying Breed]’s closest friend. Observers found the three to be amiable, all three close again, after some initial discomfort. [Elevator Music] and Tom continued to live in Baltimore together when not in the field or traveling, despite their mutual distaste for it.
In 2022, dangerous mismanagement at the Delta-14 camp led [Elevator Music] to call [Dying Breed] and the Xi-13 in for backup. The mission, SCP-19-2001, went impossibly wrong. Tom was killed before he even got to the surgical tent. [Elevator Music]’s first save, if you could call it a save, was [Dying Breed]. Hours of life saving surgery in slow motion. She just couldn’t let him die. And she didn’t.
He took time off shortly after debriefing.
So did [Elevator Music]. She had a small apartment and the painfully familiar shattered remains of her life to fit into a long-term storage unit once again.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒
Friends would be nice. It’s deceptively simple. Vera considers most positively inclined people to be friendly acquaintances. The title of ‘friend’ is one even she might not realize how closely she’s guarding. She is a tough nut to crack. You’ll have to put in the time and effort, but the acorn within is kind and loyal to a fault. And makes damn good carbonara along the way.
Fellow Musicians are welcome here. Vera might faint from extreme joy if there was anyone out there who could play music with her. Anything. Literally anything. Instruments, vocalists, improvised bongos if the bongoist can keep a beat. Honestly, even if your character can’t play. Listen outside her door sometime. Or ask to come in. She doesn’t mind.
Patients Who Need a Little Extra Care aside from the regular physicals. This can be in the field, in the exam room, folks who trot on in hoping to help out a little and wind up talking. Plus those rare gems who will plot with me in advance to lie to their doctor against advice and want to learn the hard way how bad an idea that is. Alexa, cue Vera’s “Doctor Voice.”
Thrill Seekers who are a little too bored with life in the compound and a little too interested in uncovering what lies beneath the surface of the good doctor for reasons of their own. For some people, Vera will seem too good to be true. I want her to feel a bit of the heat now that she’s back from her year off. To have to really consider, once again, the value of keeping these memories and secrets locked away and what she should do if they got out.
Other Workaholics in need of a night out, a smoke, a home cooked meal, a poetry discussion, a blanket fort. Just get out there and connect!
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 / 𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒
Combat Medic, The Medic, Roadside Surgery, Post-Treatment Lollipop, Songs of Solace, Dark and Troubled Past, Death of the Hypotenuse
𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒
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House of the dragon short read a summery for all those who have forgotten for season 2 and totally true to the facts and how it happened.
This might be the most chaotic shitpost recap I've ever seen.
Viserys: Nah I want a son.
Rhaenyra: Noo father I'm just as goooood.
Daemon: You have meeeee.
Viserys: No I want a son. Gimme one.
Aemma: nooo now I must dieeee. Here's your son tho.
Viserys; Aemma my uwu nooo
Baelon: FATHER I AM UR SON
viserys: yes u are uwu u are so cute lets make photos.
Maester: sire u should back off and let the kid breath Sire, no do not bring out the tide pods. Sire...SIRE!!!!
viserys: I'm off now that I have my photos for my dragongran with him and his first tidepod! This will bring in the likes and defeat Daemons unholy post.
Maester:*kills child* I hate targaryens I hate them I hate them I hate them. Stupid ugly white haired ppl
Baelon: well fuck you too you cunt. You think I want to be in this family? Ha. Jokes on you.
Viserys: NOOO MY SOON SOB SOB WHO DID THISSS
daemon: LETS FUCKING GOO IM THE TRUE HEIR YALL BETTER REMEMBER THIS. DRINKS ON THE TAP OF THE CROWN. THATS ME ANYWAY HAHA FUCK U BAELON U LOSER FOR ONE DAY.
Daemon when appearing for vizzy: Look we all make goofs & errors what's most important is where our hearts are at.
Viz: I'm convinced you have no heart!
Daemon: NAAAAAAH U CANT. IM UR HEIR
Viz: I already have a child. U are a child daemon. U are just not mine
Guards: OOOOOOHHHH
Viz: daemon you know where the trash goes. Follow it.
Viserys: I still want my boii
Aegon: I AM HERE FATHER. LOVE ME.
VISERYS: what the fuck are you. You can't be my son why ur hair like that.
Alicent: husband I'm like 17 and I got u a son. Ur other wifey failed to do that. Us hightowers have curls. Its a curse and a blessing.
Otto: maybe it's magic, maybe it's Hightower genetics.
Rhae: rude ass bitch all of you. Look at how cute he is. He's my baby brother I will protect him. SAY RHAERHAE
alicent: rhae he came out me a moment ago he can't talk yet.
Aegon: (as a baby to his sister) I am the superior one and u should fetch me a snack in the kitchen, you white haired wench.
Rhae:*handing back Aegon* nah u can have this shit back. Do us all a favour next time just go the targaryen way and let it die.
(We light the way)
Vizzy: I wanna fuck u (to alicent)
Alicent:( alright its my duty.
The most unpassionate scene:
Aemond, happily making his entrance in the show as a sperm: WIEEEEEE! Hahaha thank you gods, I won't let you down. I will bring chaos into this family!!!!
The gods; good, our little apprentice. Good.
Rhaenyra: I'm so sneaky hehe
Daemon and rhae rhae: *almost fuck each other*
Daemon: wait I can't I suddenly decided I have morals and standards. Also u just a child tf.
Rhaerhae: no what is this? Fuck you I'm nailing that dornish snack as if he's a lose screw in a IKEA shelf
Daemon: No not Crispin! Get baaaack
Rhaerha: Too late
Crispin: Ah yes. My fantasy is finally coming true!!!!
Crispin: My queen forget ur pathetic kingdom full of incest and forget that old fuck that is your father. Let us depart on a ship and start a life that will not raise questions at all with your hair and our new found riches.
Rhae: I am listening.
Crispin: We can sell...oranges
Rhae; Nah fuck this shit where are the bananas. I love bananas. U should go with your oranges if that makes you happy. Pathetic fruit picker. This is why my uncle bested u. If you relied on bananas none of this would have happened.
Crispin: Rhae rhae..
Rhae: NAH have u even tried defeating a yiga clan member with a orange? You never played zelda did you? And you call yourself a warrior? Out of my sight.
Crispin: but I love u. Why would you sit a comfortable throne instead of working your ass off with me in the fields?:(
Rhae: Honey I never worked a day in my life and I intend to keep that tradition.
Helaena at some point: MHEEWWWWHH
Alicent: he said he wanted a son, so zip it.
Helaena:*cries*
Rhae rhae: Kidnap me, make me your wife and slay my father's guards.
Viserys who can read their lips and understand Valyrian: What kind of wattpad fanfic is this shit. What's next Harry styles flying in on dragonback?
Harry styles: HELLO WESTEROS. THIS IS FOR OUR PRINCESS. ALL OF YOU; WATERMALEON SUGAR. HIGGGGGH.
Crowd: HIIGGGGGH.
Aemond in Alicents belly: Grgg *DEMONIC NOISES*
Alicent: why does rhaenyra get Harry styles and I all I get is traumas and struggles. Also why is prince daemon and her acting out duncon fics when I INTRODUCED RHAE RHAE TO WATTPAD AND HE GAVE ME HIS FAVOUR I HATE THIS AHHH.
Alicent; why am i so angry... I don't understand.
Aemond in her belly: MOAHAHAHA IT WORKS.
Ser Harwin strong; I really should not. It is against the rules.
Rhae rhae: *breathes*
Harwin: If they cut off my cock I still got my fingers-
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Time skip
Aegon: I don't know what happened but suddenly I'm borderline rapist and I'm also a drunk and like long legged people because it reminded me of dinosaurs and I got that phase when my father still loved me.
Aemond: I'm kind of cute and sympathetic but you will hate me later. It's OK. I will get over it ;)
Helaena: I am the mighty seer. I know all. OOH SPIDERS.
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Vhagar: (dreaming) a big strong dragon approaches vhagar and courts her with a beheaded child corpse. She takes it and they mate.
Vhagar, waking up: WHO DARES INTERRUPT MY DREAMS?!
aemond; shit she's so big
Vhagar:*pulling a knife* WANT TO REPEAT THAT.
Aemond: uhm no ma'am! May I...May I ride you
Vhagar; NO :) *goes to sleep*
Aemond: shit shit...
Aemond: OBEY.
vhagar; WHAT IS WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY ALWAYS WAKING ME UP. FIRST LAENA NOW YOU. LAENA HAS NOT EVEN MET SEBASTIAN YET UNDER THE SEA. DO YOU MIND IM MOURING HERE.
Aemond: I understand..
Aemond;...its just...
Aemond: the seaweed is always greener.
Vhagar: (sigh): in somebody else's lake
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Don't ask.
I Don't know what the hell happend either.
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3rd Live-Blog: Ep 5 of Murder Drones!
Spoilers under the cut
hhhhh I'm so scared
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE INTRO IM ALREADLY SO NERVUOS I have the bubbles in my chest dont like
This has to be the tape N found last episode...
Gosh idk what to say yet, sounds like a average tape for the drones?? I'm so scared
No it's talking about disassembling drones :[
The "base form" looks of the drones in the tape are making me giggle
Fun x1? hhhh i dont wanna know
IS THAT IRL FOOTAGE?!
wait,.... it this a faulty look for the AS symbol
RAHHH Out of the tape and crow? there's a crow now
hhhh so many drone bodies
we zoomed on one, don't tell me it's that 4th DD
IS THAT A BULLET HOLE IN THE VISOR?
Oh no they're trapped :[ also it ain't Tessa Jr
hhh that place from ep 2
Restricted Sign with claw marks..
Oh! The teaser drones! they are all flashing the DD symbol
NAWWWW IT'S N!!! He's reading a doggy book awwwww
hhhh J stop being mean. She draws well!
oh N just threw that drawing into a pile of other drawings. Probably also J's
"Naww That's why they're good with kids." N you are presious
oh no a teaser drone
book "Danger"?
A LOT of books are falling
"ENTER" "The Spooky Basement" uh oh
The trapdoor is openeing I didn;t see that before!
N just peaced out!!! LITERALLY HE PEACE SIGNED AND WALKED AWAY!!! UGH I LOVE HIM
A bug!!
"Stab"? THATS THE SOLVER VOICE
"Big brother N"? What??
HBUHUGVUBHHUVGHBJL THE VOICE WAS THE FOURTH DRONE WHAT?!?!?! ANd ugH it was the edritch form for a moment RAHHH
Naww they are acting so sweet thou
HHHH "Climing! CrissCross Apple Sauce!" Stop being cute you monster! This drone has some wiggly movement, she's kinda limp
hhhhhh gross gross blood blood not oil
"Basement now!!! Stop ignoring me!!"? oh nooo
N just keeps ignoring, which is good. Be safe
HHHHH THe drone made her visor get a puppy on it for "Puppy Eyes" jngfakndv
Why are you so creepy and why is N always so cute?!
"Movie Niiightt!" N you sweetie
"sheepish nod" STOP BEING CUTE 4TH DRONE
They are staying close and safe with each other, I'm so nervous
Naww she just keeps saying "Shuffle"
Her head is just so limp? She tried to put it back up but it didn't work...
OOOOO I LOVE TESSA She looks pretty even as the silohete
JJJJJJJ
Naww J and Tessa
Wait why did Tessa blinks sound like a clink of glass?
What is in the reflaction of those wine glasses?
NO DON'T BE SAD J She's worried about Tessa!
I knew I'd like J even more
Tessa is such a sweet child She got so happy seeing N that she broke a glass
WHAT THE FUCK?! "when u about 2 frickken die speak aloud ID" WHO IS LOOKING INTO THE FUTURE AND SCARING N?!?!
NO Tessa don't hate the 4th drone
"Seems J forgot to let me out of my basement time out agian"? WHY WERE YOU THERE?!
"Annoyed expression" 4th drone oh you sweetie
NO N is sad 4th was locked up :[[[[
"Tessa James Elliot" Long name
"Dumpster pits"? THE DRONES ARE NOT TRASH >:[
noooo this mom sucks
WAIT SHE THREATHED J AND N THEY LOOK SO SCARED NOO
4th please help out, don't get hurt
N DON'T TRY TO HELP HER NOW YOU"LL GET HURT
N NO COME ON
hhhhhhh oh thank god he's not being devorued, he's getting tickled by crows! Naww
He has a sweet laugh
He calls things goobers LIKE RON!!! YEAH I LOVE THAT
Why did the crows get green eyes???
NO NOW THEY HURT HIM?!?!
He said the ID!
bhaobdvefjn WHAT THE!? THE SOLVER SYMBOL!!!
woah robot crow..oooooo the thumbnail one!
FUCK WAIT THAT SOUNDS LIKE UZI WHAT?!?!?! of course it was something goofy she says
TESSA IS CHAINED UP NOOOO
hhhh J really doesn't want to upset the corprate... Also she's on a rocking horse ^-^
4TH IS CYN!!!!
She's tearing apart dolls. Wow she loves that solver
HHHHH ELDRITCH CYN
Gah J and Tessa are mortified
wait what...? N is in his past body relieving this stuff?!?!?!
"You cute weird weird butler" This has to be Uzi helping out
YEAH SAVE HIS MEMORIES!!
evil ghost witch HAH
PRESENT!!!!!! Oh gosh V is here to
okay so Uzi is hacking them to get memories and important information and Khan interupted XD
"NOT A SLEEPOVER" "It's life or death." THat bug and Uzi are epic
HBSJNLVSHBIFDSJVN WHAT WHAT WHAT DEAD DRONE!!! LOOKS LIKE DD"S WHATUHJSDFBLK BLOOD BLOOD
Nooo N wants to leave the memories....
What kinda red vines are all over the walls......?
Wait... ohhhhhh It is just past N with Uzi helping him??? idkkkk
NO IS THAT V?!?! I SAW HER GLASSES
help her N please... YOU PUSHED HER OUT OF THE WAY?!
noooo J has the key they need...
oh no V V V V WHAT?!
EYE EYE EYE IN HAND
oh gosh back to J and Tessa. J IS HELPING TESSA... by chomping her chain...
GO J!!
They sneaking!
" It's a revolver IDK (shut up, gun nerds)" Oh that's funny
A nice gun for J~
and a sword for Tessa!
oop they swapped
FUCK NO V?!?! HER GLASSES
WAIT IS V IN THE FORM UZI WAS IN LAST EPISODE?!?!?
Uzi really bragged that she killed J to past J...
Oh gosh Tessa and J KNOW Cyn will kill... but poor N...
NO V
"Not creepy! Sweet!" oh N
N you dork
V's wings look silver!
YES J HELPED N!!! J I AM LOVING YOU
WHat did that guy say? It is just way too accented
"Why are you talking like that?" EXACTLY
GO N GO
Bleh bleh body horror drones...
STOP WITH THE RED VINES ALONG THE GROUND
That's a weird version of the Solver symbol...
XDDD N really called Uzi the goof name XD, fuck but he is so sad she got hurt...
N N NO
UZI YOUR BACK!! WAIT SHE"S THE ELDRITCH HORROR NOW?!?!
"and J is useless" oh no V is back
"Is V okay in the future?" "Unfortunatly" DONT SAY THAT UZI
WHAT THE HELL?!?! Was Cyn designing the DD FORMS?!?!
oh oh that's the actual past N?!?!?! HHHHHHH IT"S SO GROSS
hhhhh N stop being sweet and concerning
slkjsanwef dvnk DOLL WHAT
DOLL IN PRESENT SHES BACK WHAT?!?!??!
what she got a button eyepatch for her eye!
NO CYN"S BACK
DON'T RESET HIS MEMORIES!!!
no no no no PLEASE N
"well timed. Giggle" Cyn stop....
RAHHH THAT'S COOL [oh okay that leaked yt thumbnail put me in the wrong direction. It wasn't Tessa with claws, it was Cyn kay]
"You didn't have to-" Shot
Tessa tried again
XD Tessa keeps throwing shit at Cyn and it won't land XD
THE TEASER DRONES
NO J
"You didn't have to see this." No Tessa what happens to you here?
Fuck Cyn can't pick up her weopons XD
"Solver of the Absolute Fabric" Whahat?
NO STOP DOLL DON'T TAKE THE BUG
N IS GETTING HURT NO
"This is the only clue to what is wrong with me!" No Uzi you gave that up to save N SGHDJKVNLBNDSKV MY HEART
Khan your awesome
Past V can't help Cyn with grabbies!!!
N gave V her glasses....
N DON'T LET THIS BACKFIRE
HHH V yes she's back!!!
NO CYN DON"T HURT V
YES YES YES UZI
Naww They [N and Uzi and also N and V] are so sweet
wait V didn't want this?
Nawww V
oop wait V wants to kill for the momery looking
Doll? WHY ARE YOU SEEING PRESENT J AND TESSA?!?!?!
The bug is a key?
oh gosh everyone is here?!?!?!?
#lilywily post#murder drones#murder drones episode 5#murder drones ep 5#Murder Drones Spoilers#murder drones episode 5 Spoilers
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5 for the fanfic author ask game!
5.) The fic you’re most proud of writing?
Man... I really liked Taetrus Trash. It wasn't the longest thing I'd written, but it was the longest thing I'd finished at the time. It's kinda awkward and try-hardy now, but I think there's parts of it that hold up really strongly, and as functionally a completely original work with almost no canon characters in it? I feel incredibly flattered anyone ever bothered to read it at all.
But I think the thing I'm proudest of overall, that still holds up? Angus McDonald and the Flight of the Flying V, almost without question. It's still imperfect, with some limp foreshadowing and a plot that changed its ending on me like three times before I finished it... but I can still read it and not cringe out of my skin, so that counts for a lot. I love what I did with the interludes, with the thematic echoes, with the characters and the core mystery (even if it's more mystery-flavored than genuine mystery) and I think I nail the core, important relationships and scenes. I've actually reread within the past year and like... yeah! It's good! I enjoyed it! I even forgot I wrote a couple parts and had the fun experience of reading them for the first time sort of!
I encourage everyone to reread their old stuff. Either you'll cringe so hard your skeleton leaves your body, in which case that's a sign of how much you've grown as a writer and a person, OR you'll be like "oh man this slaps actually" and give yourself a nice ego boost. Or, potentially, forget you wrote it and get to read a whole thing from a writer who likes all the same things you do! (and writes the characters PROPERLY by god!)
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Because I'm weird like that I've been trying to predict/guess how the remaining POVs will be allocated for the last 27ish chapters.
So for Part V our POVs are Rhaenys, Jaime, Arya, Olyvar, Sansa, Jon, Bran, Bell, Edythe, and Cersei. Rhaenys was just meant to be a prologue and you confirmed that was Jaime's last chapter so no more POVs for them. So without Rhae and Jaime, that leaves the rest.
Based on this, my guess is this (in order from lowest to highest)
1. Cersei (1- Cersei II has major death flags. I don't see you wanting to go any further with the twins, they are trash that needs to be dumped already!)
2. Bel ( 2 more chapters. I think you said part V would roughly cover 2 years, and like other POVs there will be time skips but not as big? So anyway I reckon Bel II - Bel III will cover half a year in KL.)
3. Edythe (2 more. 3 overall, to reflect how many chaps she had in part IV. Like Bel it will cover half a year.)
4. Bran & Jon (3 more each. I think 6 chapters between them is good for the Stark boys, there is so much you can do and you proved it countless time with like the difference of Irri I and Irri 2. Plus we have other POVs to see them through)
5. Arya (4 more. That will bring her up to 6 overall for Part V, and making her the second highest POV for the entire fic.)
6. Olyvar (5 more, totalling it to 7 overall for Part V. 7 is a good number, and because part V has three "arcs" with one being "aftermath" (if I'm remembering right) which implies a lot of things relevant to Sansa and Olyvar.
7. Sansa (5 more. Ditto also 7 overall for Part V. This fic is a great ensemble cast, each POV is the most important character of their chapters - but the tags of yours your story say this a Sansa Stark centric fic, she is arguably the unspoken leading POV and always has been! For example, she has the most amount of POVs. The title is literally a reference to her!So that makes up 25, meaning we have at least 2 left overall. I have no idea, particularly as to who will be the last POV, but its gonna be fun reading! )
I am delighted and impressed by your thoughtful theorizing!
You're 100% right on Edythe and Bel; Part V has three arcs, and they each get one POV per arc
Olyvar and the Starklings each get 2 POVs per arc (6 total)
The last two chapters will be an epilogue and an appendix with all the TWQ art I've commissioned (... currently 29 pieces) and all the TWQ memes I've made 😊
Fun trivia, here's the number of POV chapters by character so far:
Sansa: 32
Arya: 27
Bran: 17
Jon: 13
Olyvar: 12
Jaime: 11
Catelyn: 10
Eddard: 7
Tyrion: 7
Cersei: 6
Dany: 6
Edythe: 4
Theon: 4
Gilly: 3
Irri: 2
Bel: 1
Young Griff: 1
Rhaenys: 1
Tommen: 1
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Heya! In which chapter are you oand who is your favorite boy/girl?
I JUST FINISHED THE GAME!!!
Full Review of The Boys Below:
I ended up marrying Diamant first,,, very good choice,,,
And I'm currently going through all the S rank conversations with the pact ring so I can see them all.
Alcryst, Seadall and Kagetsu are my very close second favorites. Bunet is a breakout hit, as is the Party Priest and goth girl Zelkov
I love Vander because he's literally Frederick in like thirty years; but I don't want to marry him bc Alear will get to be with him for maybe 20 years and then he's gone LOL,,, it's so cruel (and also she has the appearance of a much younger adult than he is, so that makes me feel weird)
Fogado stole my heart bc he wants to earn dinner with Alear,,,like baby no u already have it the second we met i wanted to have dinner with you ;; 3 ;;
Boucheron I can't really get a read on, but I think he's ok! He's kinda bland imo, but I do like how he's so emotional (in like a good way lol).
Louis??? My big strong Stahl with weirdly broad arms and likes to take strolls in the garden??? I love Mr. Bedhead,,, he's literally what happens if you take Stahl and Azama together so he's got a soft spot for me kskskdfdskjsdf
Amber is,,,interesting,,,I want to love him bc his design is so HANDSOME, but then he SPOKE jSLDSKFJSKLDFJSFjdkf
I like how much he loves animals, especially alpacas, but his behavior is just so,,,cringey LOL,,,I think he's my least favorite male character, but I know for a fact that as I start writing stories for him, he'll really grow on me (it happened with so many happy-go-lucky characters in the past. Vaike was one of them!!! )
MAUVIER,,, MY DISCOUNT FREDERICK,,, He's so valiant and so worried abt Veyle,,, he's such a good boy and I love his handsome lil beard ;;;
Alfred is interesting bc he's so devoted in everything he does, but also I felt bad abt not choosing him at first because his epilogue is so unnecessary (i won't spoil it but if you've beaten the game then U KNOW)
Jean,,, I don't,,, I don't think he's a marriage candidate, but if he is, uhhhh,, NO.
Not only bc he's clearly like, 10 years old, but when I heard the worst British accent ever come out of that boy's mouth, and the FIRST THING HE SAYS IS "What the Devil!?" I almost-- almost-- threw the whole switch in the trash,,, he's a sweet kid but his voice is the worst SDLFKJSLDFJKSDF
Rosado,,, really grew on me, I love his design, I love his character, and his voice actor did such a good job,, he's like, so sassy but also so genuine, and Nintendo really did say femboy rights LOL
Clanne is fine- he is a sweetie like ricken but the whole "i'm ur biggest fan" thing that he and framme do just kinda turns me off bc it makes me think any relationship they'd have would be like,,, really unbalanced sjFKSDJFksdf
Griss,, I wanted to fix him U 3 U,,,again no spoilers but if u kno u kno and if u kno then u kno that my heart is broken ;;;;
Bonus Ladies Review:
I didn't focus too much on the ladies,,,there were so many handsome boys HAHA
but i will say that i loved a lot of the girl's designs. Celine I was a little tentative abt, but she ended up being a sweetie and i love her,,, Chloe I think I have the biggest crush on tho??? like i wanted to date her right away LASDFJDSKLFSDFJ
Veyle,,, eh. She's fine, but her design and her character didn't do a whole lot for me,,, I thought her friendship and relationship with Alear was sweet tho, but it needed more development,,,
Etie, Lapis, Citrinne and Jade are all fine,,, didn't spend much time with them in-game, but i did like how sweet the retainer ladies were with alcryst and dia U V U but Saphir ended up coming into the final battles with me and she was the powerhouse i didn't kno i needed,, she was kind of a fill-in for the last slot at first but she really ended up being important in the last fight haha
Timerra has such a cute design and a lovely voice actress; but if i have to hear her say "THANKS FOR SHOPPING!!!!" one more time, I will, again, throw my switch in the trash-- I just need to buy 10 things from the flea market, why can't i buy them all at once ;;;____ ;; my sibling was in the other room and was getting pissed bc she kept saying the line over and over and thought the game was broken LOL
Panette, Merrin, Framme, Hortensia, Ivy, Anna and Goldmary,, all fine ladies who i enjoyed having, but didn't do much with at all sdkjfJSDFJ
and then there's Zephia,,, I CARED MORE ABT ZEPHIA THAN LUMERA AND I'MS ORRY MOM BUT ZEPHI JUST,,, SHE'S MORE INTERESTING AND TRAGIC,,, BUT ALSO HER DESIGN IS COOLER HAHA
lumera i just,,, i felt so bad bc they were fighting so hard to make her a character i needed to care abt but when u take her out of the game so fast, i could not be brought in to care even at the end of teh game,,, thanks for being a good mommy but also damn girl i just,,, did not care ;;; A ;;;
Also RIP Marni bc I also felt nothing for her LOL,,,i did like her armor tho,,, but also how u gonna keep pushing away my boy mauv, let him into your heart girl damn
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Hihi! I was wondering if you could do a matchup for a male character for ROTTMNT if they are open and or possible👀i have never done this before so please forgive me if I left out anything important- if your requests are closed then feel free to ignore and or delete!
I am 5'5", trans!masculine (i also identify as nonbinary and a demiboy) and i use he/they pronouns (dysphoria sucks..) I am pansexual but sometimes i have a preference towards men. My personality type is INFP and I dislike any form of social interactions, avoiding them the best i can. I can sit down and work on something for hours at a time and forget to do things such as eating or brushing my teeth before i go to bed but i also have trouble sitting down and working on other things such as homework. I would say physical affection is definitely confusing with me, one minute i could be wanting affection and to be held or to hold someone but the next minute i don't want to be touched at all. I am have pretty bad sensory issues😶 My love languages are Physical Affection, Words of Affirmation, and Acts of Service. I love drawing and listening to music along with making music myself (via singing, playing piano, playing guitar, etc.) I act differently around certain people, if it's a close friend i will most likely show my true emotions. If it's just a friend i might mask my emotions slightly. If it's not a friend, i don't show any emotions that relate to how i actually feel. I have really dark humor and an example was how i was watching an anime episode and one of the characters was referring to a dead character and said "Look, it's a dead person." And i started crying of laughter. As for anything that can relate to ✨insecurities✨i hate how i look, my hair is fine but i have been told i have a very round and baby-looking face, which i hate. I also hate how small my hands are, i am constantly reminded that they are small and it makes me very insecure to the point where i often walk with my hands in my pockets. I wear glasses since i am V E R Y farsighted and since i am a nerd for my own favorite topics i am often told i look like the nerd emoji (this one:🤓). I am just very insecure but will most likely bottle up my emotions and not let anyone know until someone says something even slightly kind about how i look.
I hope that this wasn't too much or too little or if your matchups are closed! I have never requested a matchup before hahah- i hope you have a very lovely rest of your day/night wherever you are! <3
Hi there! Sorry for taking so long to reply :(
I ship you with…
Casey Jones Jr!
(Obs: I have yet to watch the rise movie (I want to finish the series first, anyways I like to torture myself) BUT! I’ve read enough about him and seen some clips which I think I can grasp a bit of his personality, also idk what truly happens at the end of the movie but I’m guessing the turtles defeated the kraang and Casey now lives with them lol - if not, that’s what happens on this scenario!!!! anyways !!! I hope this makes up for it and isn’t too ooc!!!)
Casey has a really hard time fitting in, since being raised on a apocalyptic scenario, understanding new social cues on a “regular” / normal time line is really difficult, he finds he can be himself around you quite easily, and he tries his best to show you can also count on him whenever you want
He will remind you to take breaks when you hyper focus on whichever task you have in hand, he might even join in sometimes or ask if he can watch you work! (He finds your concentration face really cute) but yeah breaks are a must, he doesn’t want to see you overwork yourself
Also talking about our face: doesn’t matter how much you trash talk about it, he doesn’t agree with it, and he won’t stand it, at first he might be a bit taken back to make comments about it, but during the kraang invasion, those little sweet moments of admiring someone’s facetasse absolutely out of the picture, you just didn’t had the privilege or time for these kind of things, Casey has learned that you features brang peace to him, he caught himself thinking about each and every curve of your face, so no, he doesn’t agree with it. but you bet he will snort/laugh when you tell him about the 🤓 emoji analogy, it’s his favorite emoji now, loves it dearly
If the guys (turtle) ever tease about your body being “tiny” compared to theirs, Casey will step up to defend you, he’s not really the one for confrontation regarding the turtles; but he def has a soft spot for you, if you are ever having a difficult day with dysphoria, Casey will def try his best to help you in any way he can, you have become incredibly important to him and even if he gets shy, he will show it, Casey has lost too much way too soon, if there’s something he treasures it, he will go far and beyond to keep it in his reach
This was very brief, but once again I don’t want to go too overboard so it doesn’t come as ooc 🥲 but I hope you liked it!
Matchups are closed!
#rottmnt#tmnt x reader#rottmnt x reader#rottmnt fandom#rottmnt movie#rottmnt casey junior#rottmnt Casey Jones jr#giulia writes#rottmnt match ups
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I want to ramble so I'm gonna ramble about my characters typing quirks and then some quirk ideas I had but not really attached to any characters I plan to make. Just kind of thought of them is all and will probably never use them.
Hollies-> she replaced M's with 3+ in order to match the sign she has. Some people didn't get that at first until I explained it to them. I am told it's annoying typing quirks to deal with
Zynier-> he combines the last letter of a word with the same letter at the start of a new word. For example "standstill = stand still." It's supposed to be kind of slurred together speech as he is secretly very lazy and often eepy.
Tikvah-> she adds the prefix and suffix that are supposed to look like her sign. This is what the two look like with no words between "Ɛ>][<3". She also speaks in 'code'. This code is how middle schoolers use to type in numbers in a calculator and turn it upside down to spell boobs the number sequence being 58008. There are a little over 100 'code words' she uses. An example is "hello = Ɛ>]0.7734[<3" it's probably awful to read through but hey I thought it was neat.
Angora-> his typing quirk is where he upper case every value. To show him stressing and emphasizing vowels to show a pitch change giving him a loud and animated voice. Atleast that was my intent. An example of his quirk in use is "thE qUIck brOwn fOx JUmps Over thE lAzy dOg." He also has the most emoticons to help push the idea even more he is animated and very pressive.
⦕⦿w⦿⦖ - 0_0
⦕-w-⦖ - -_-
⦕^w^⦖ - ^u^
⦕°^°⦖ - *^*
⦕×w×⦖ - x_x
⦕⁰x⁰⦖ - 0x0
⦕TwT⦖ - TwT
⦕OwO⦖ - 0w0
⦕ÔwÕ⦖ - ‘,:/
⦕Ò ᳕Ó⦖ - >:3
Rakker-> his typing quirk makes as many letters as possible have smile-y faces. I don't really have a reason for this other than I thought it fit a clown character. Here's the example. "The qüic:k br:o)wn f:o)x jümps :o):>er the lazy :D:o)g" If you are having a hard time finding all the faces here.
ü = u
:o) = o
C: = c
:> = v
:D = d/D
Maebel-> her quirk is straight forward. She is associated heavily with death so her t's become these weird crosses to resemble cross grave markers. "✣he quick brown fox jumps over ✣he lazy dog."
Piapot-> They doesn't have any but if anyone has suggestions for basically a possum reincarnated into a troll I am happy to hear them. They are precious little non-binary trash baby.
Nvidia-> she has prefix and suffix to resemble computer code, plus whenever replaces e's with 3 hinting at her mutations. I am thinking of changing it soon to be instead three i's to replace the e.
Ex. 1 without change
"<p>th3 quick brown fox jumps ov3r th3 lazy dog:</p>"
Ex. 2 with change
" <p>thiii quick brown fox jumps oviiir thiii lazy dog:</p>"
N/a-> Troll opens up dialogue screaming and ends with screaming the resulting message looking something like this "AAA<hello friend>AAA". More a's are added or taken away depending on the importance of the message, or the intensity of the ton. Also a's with switch between upper case to lower case to help trolls figure out the tone of the message. This man is panicking outwardly 24/7.
N/a-> this one is for a specifically a highblood. Basically they assume people intelligence level and add definitions in parentheses when talking. Making it into a long winded rant suppose to be as annoying as kankri (possibly more annoying even.)
Ex.
"You do not have any significance (meaning; the quality of being worthy of attention/importance) to me. Your existence is null (having or associated with the value zero). There is a dearth (meaning; a scarcity or lack of something) any good qualities within thyself. Your personality makes me discomfit (meaning; cause to lose ones composure) because of the scarcity (meaning; very little of) good qualities(meaning; a distinctive attribute or characteristic possessed by someone or something.) you have. The only reason I have brought myself to stay was your adulation (meaning; excessive flattery or praise) towards me. The rest of your attributes( a quality or feature regarded as a characteristic or inherent part of someone or something) are crude (meaning; in a natural or raw state) and decorum (meaning;behavior that is well-mannered) . I am sorry if you find this as a diatribe (meaning; abusive and bitter attack through speech or writing) towards you but it needed to be said and I need to say this to teach you a much needed and warranted lesson."
The words that he gives definitions for will vary based on who he is talking to. The lower the blood caste the lower the reading level he will assume. If he is talking to a burgundy he will straight up provide definitions for words like "big". When talking to a highblood that is still below him the reading difficulty he assume goes to a college level words. If the highblood is higher than him he is not risking making assumptions and will drop the definitions.
If I ever think of more I will reblog this, and add more. But yeah those are my dumb typing quirks I have thought of.
#typing quirk#homestuck#fan troll community#fantroll#hollie#zynier#tikvah#nvidia#rakker#angora#piapot#maebel#homestuck fantroll#Traice talks
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