Do you wanna be a Serpent?

She was beautiful. The kind of beautiful you have to look twice at just to make sure it’s real, the kind of beautiful you see plastered in teen magazines. But she was also the kind of beautiful that was kept hidden away, locked up behind ponytails and pastels.

She had absolutely no idea how beautiful she was and it was clear in the way she looked down while she walked, the way her shoulders would slump every time she was around another girl, the way her nose would scrunch up when her raven haired best friend would tell her she looked pretty.

But she was beautiful, there was no denying it. Everyone could see it, especially heir to the Serpent throne, Jughead Jones.

It had been three weeks since Southside High had merged with Riverdale High and the divide was still as clear as ever, the scantily clad Southsiders had taken over half of the cafeteria while the townies kept ground outside by the picnic benches. Some NorthSiders however, chose to stay in the middle, constantly floating between acceptance and the uncomfortable twist of the unknown. Betty Cooper and her group of friends were definitely part of that floating section.

He had been taken with her right away, from her perfectly tightened ponytail to the sunshine yellow cardigan she had been wearing when she welcomed them to Riverdale High, a smile so big he was afraid her cheeks might split. Everything about her screamed fake, she was too put together, too perfect, but.. she wasn’t, she wasn’t fake at all, she genuinely accepted the Southside, she wanted to help, make it better. After only a few minutes he could tell that there was so much more to the cheerleader in front of him then Prom committee and ribbons in her hair.

He thought about her, her tiny shoulders wrapped in his leather jacket, her arms wrapped around his waist as she rode onthe back of his motorcycle. She could be the serpent queen, no one would disrespect her, not if they knew what was good for them. He had imagined it so clearly, it was in his head now, always there and burned into his thoughts.

He shared nearly every class with her and she was by far the brightest student he had ever seen, determined, ambitious, dedicated. And she was handy, he had seen the way she worked in shop class, hands buried deep in the engine of some beat up camaro as her partner Reggie handed her parts and peered over her shoulder. She was an anomaly, a challenge in the sense that he never knew what to expect, and he loved it, thrived on it. Maybe it was creepy, strange that he was constantly watching her, observing, but that wasn’t going to make him stop. He wasn’t bothering her, he never planned on saying a word to her, blissful ignorance, but that didn’t last very long at all.

He had been minding his own business, trying to figure out how to open the high tech locker that wasn’t busted and didn’t have a collection of safety pins as it’s lock when he saw it. Saw her… saw him.

Malachi, Leader of the ghoulies, leaning up against the locker next to none other than Betty Cooper, the longer haired boy leering at the beautiful blonde in her tiny cheerleading uniform. She was looking up at him under her eyelashes as the leopard wearing boy grinned. Jughead was there in seconds flat standing just a few lockers away.

“I figure you’d like a taste of the wild side, I could give you a ride. You like taking rides?” His eyes trailed up and down her body as she took a step back.

“No, no I don’t. Thank you for the offer though.” She went to walk away but was stopped by his hand on her arm, a collection of expensive rings digging into the soft skin of her forearm.

Jughead slammed his hand on the locker behind him causing both the students to snap their attention towards the beanie wearing boy making his way towards them.

“She said no.” He growled, gently pushing Betty behind him as he stood between the two, his eyes locked on his rivals, an intense stare down taking place.

“She ain’t your bitch to speak for.” Malachi smirked, his fists clenched.

Jughead opened his mouth to speak but was quickly cut off when the tiny blonde shoved him aside

“excuse me? Did you just call me a bitch? Have you lost your mind?! In what planet does that work? Have you ever gotten a respectable partner by calling them a bitch? You’re a disgrace, a disappointment to the entire male race. I don’t know what school you think you’re in but this is Riverdale High, this is my school and if you call me a bitch again I will send a swarm of angry football players and hormonal cheerleaders right in your direction. Learn how to speak to humans before trying to strike up a conversation.” Betty flipped her ponytail, grabbing a shocked and grinning Jughead by the hand and tugging him down the hallway, she turned around one final time “and by the way? I would much rather be a Serpents girl than a Ghoulies girl, what kind of a gang name is that?”

Jughead held it in as long as possible finally releasing the laugh he had been holding in when Betty locked the door to some small office with old computers and books strewn everywhere. He gripped the corner of a desk as tears gathered in the corner of his eyes

“A disgrace to the male population” he choked out over a laugh, his eyes finding Betty as she smiled proudly from her space perched against her work desk.

“Well it’s true! He’s a pompous ass and we already have enough of those in Riverdale.” She defended, waiting for his laughter to die down. After a few seconds Jughead straightened himself out, the smile still a ghost on his lips

“I’m Jughead Jones and that was impressive, I’ve never seen a girl talk to Malachi like that, I actually don’t think I’ve ever seen a girl turn down Malachi.” The leather clad teen stuck his hand out, jumping back a bit when her soft palm connecting with his rough calloused one sent jolts down his spine.

“I’m Betty Cooper and I’m not afraid of him. Besides he’s not quite my type.” By the way she was staring down at their joined Jughead could tell she must have felt the electricity too.

“Good. You don’t have to be.” He continued “I’m not letting him near you again, that guys a creep.”

Betty giggled

“Is this some Serpent versus Ghoulie thing? Are you trying to see how many north side girls you can get on your side?” The cheerleader teased, a hint of sincerity in her tone.

It was quiet for a few seconds before Jughead spoke

“Nah, not Northside girls. Just one girl.” His eyes found hers and for a moment blue met green and the clash of colors seemed to blend so perfectly.

A knock on the door broke them out of their moment, it was a redheaded boy who was waving his hand at Betty.

“That’s Archie.” She giggled “I’m fixing his car for the third time this week and he has a hot date with Veronica tonight, I shouldn’t keep him waiting, he’s insufferable when he’s impatient.” She rolled her eyes playfully, her hand was on the door handle when Jughead spoke

“You meant what you said about rather being a Serpents girl?” He questioned boldly, his eyes locking on hers, it wasn’t a question it seemed to be a…….


Betty grinned, dimples poking through her cheeks

“Anytime, anywhere.”

Guilt (Bill Denbrough x Reader)

Originally posted by imultifandomstuff

Request: 34,13,36 from the nearly 200 prompts. With Billy boy!

13.“don’t leave me…”

34.“I don’t deserve to be loved…”

36.“I’m so in love with you…”

Authors note: I hope you like this!! Feedback is appreciated!!

The look on his face was enough to shatter your heart completely, Bill Denbrough actually thought he killed Georgie.

“I let him g-go out th-th-there by hims-self.” His eyes were leaking tears, you shake your head, reaching your hand up to wipe away the tears but he backed away from you.

“It’s not your fault Bill.” Your voice was soft, heart aching for him,  you let your hand fall back down to your side.

He refuses to meet your eyes, the guilt of his brothers death still affecting him even after all of these years. It was the three year anniversary for Georgie’s death and it seemed to hit him hard this year.

“If I wo-would have gone with him, h-h-he would still be here.” You could hear him sniffle, his words become quieter as he speaks.

“Bill, it wasn’t your fault and you know it. The losers and I all love you very much, we’re here to help.” You take a tentative step towards him, making sure your movements were slow.

I don’t de-de-deserve to be loved…” His voice is so quiet, you would have missed it if you weren’t so close to him.

You reach your hands out, cupping his face in both hands, making him look into your eyes.

“Hey, look at me. You deserve all the love in the world, okay? You are so kind and brave, we all love you, I love you.”

His eyes are staring into yours, the tears have stopped falling and everything is quiet. All you could hear was the soft sniffles coming from Bill and your heart beating.

Don’t leave me…” He wraps his arms tightly around your body, you nod against his shoulder, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I’m not going anywhere.” Your voice is muffled but he seems to have understood you.

You two stay like this, holding each other and occasionally whispering sweet and caring words into his neck.

You slowly let go of him, taking his face into your hands again, softly rubbing your thumb across his cheekbone. His head leans into your touch, hands covering your own. He pulls your hand away from his face and kisses you palm.

I am s-so in love with y-you.” A soft smile plays on your lips as you move to lay down on your bed.

Bill follows you, laying down facing you. His arm is bent under his head, the other holding your hand. You kiss him softly, he hums against your lips. You both lay in bed, talking about the future and what it holds, as you slowly fall asleep.

purplealzir  asked:

So any chance of Augment making it to black border? The mechanic seems quite fun and not too far of a stretch after Meld was done as a mechanic in black border.

The covering parts up that go away is a bit problematic for black border, but I do think eventually black border will get there.

thekrodinator  asked:

Hello it me idk if you’re still doing requests but I’m dyin in bed sick and would love some of ur blesses flesh curtains rick

(Aawww I hope you feel better soon! But for now maybe this’ll help a wee bit.)

“H-hey, hey baby. Y-you gotta take this. It- it’ll make you feel better. Promise.”

Rick was sitting next to you on the bed, doing his best to push a foul smelling liquid in your face. You swatted at him, groaning, attempting to shove him up and away from you, but you missed by a wide margin. 

He chuckled at your bad aim, catching your wrist in one large hand and pressing his thumb along the underside to feel your pulse.

“L-look, I know you’re sick and - and you feel like shit. But I-I need you to trust me on this one, baby.”

But you weren’t going to be persuaded, your fever addled brain telling you to reject whatever alien medicine he was trying to give you.

“Hmnn… No, no Rick. It smells awful.”

Running his hand along your forehead, he frowned. You were clammy, your cheeks flushed. He was going to have to get creative.

“Ok - OK. W-we’re gonna play a game. If-if I win, y-you take this without anymore - anymore bitching. If you win I’ll uh - I’ll wear that thing you like. You know which one.”

You squinted at him, struggling to think through the fog that clouded your mind.

“You mean… nothing?”

Rick’s eyes went wide for a moment as he suppressed his laughter, but then he nodded.

“Uhhhh… y-yeah. That’s - that’s it. Nothing.”

This seemed to satisfy you and you sat up, allowing him to manipulate you into a comfortable position.

“What game are we playing?”

“I-I’m going to ask you a question - and you’re - you’re gonna answer. Ready?”

You nodded, the motion making the room spin.

“W-what’s my middle name?”

Your mouth dropped open.

“That’s not fair! You never told me you had one!

Rick held out the cup.

“I know. N-now drink this. I-it’s gonna make you tired, but tomorrow you - you’ll feel muuuch better. Ok?”

You trusted him, and so you took the container and swallowed the purple liquid with a grimace, expecting it to taste as bad as it smelled. But it surprised you, the flavor sweet as it ran down your tongue and suffused your chest and belly with warmth. 

Rick kissed your cheek before you laid down, the sedative effect already noticeable. You felt yourself being pulled, succumbing to your exhaustion, and you closed your eyes.

“G-get some sleep, baby. You’ll feel better in the morning. I-I promise.”

Halcyon Days (angst)

Title: Halcyon Days (Jin/Seokjin)
Genre: PURE ANGST, read at your own risk
Words: 970
A/N: There’s something about Seokjin that makes my heart flutter and swoon. I don’t know though. It’s just…there. Enjoy!

p.s. should i turn this into a series or no?

Originally posted by hoseokb

Halcyon (adj.) Denoting a period of time in the past that was idyllically happy and peaceful.

The first time Seokjin actually talked to you was when he stumbled upon your musing figure at the edge of a cliff. It was a picture-perfect scene that he stumbled over. Beach  waves were crashing against the rock walls of the cliff from below, the wind was tousling your hair, the sun was nearly setting–highlighting your features with orange and pinkish hues. Ethereal.

Seokjin was about to slink back to his friends who were making a fool of themselves and admire you from afar like he usually did along the halls of the school but you spoke up, not looking away from the tide.

“Stay.” Seokjin heard your tinkling voice over the sound of beach waves and the faint music playing from a stereo nearby. It was your voice that made Seokjin feel inclined to stay. He didn’t even want to leave anyway.

Still, he asked, “Huh?”

He heard you chuckle–a peal of mellifluous wind chimes in the air. This time, you turned to look at him and Seokjin’s world momentarily froze. You looked more breathtaking up close. He could see the slight smile that edged the pink of your lips.

“It’s just that…it’s kind of pointless, you know? Coming here only to not stay and go back to where you were.” you said and Seokjin smiled at you as he tucked a hand in his pockets. “So…I guess you should just stay. Don’t leave.”

You patted the space beside you and Seokjin walked over to sit beside you. He could inhale the scent of beach water from you, it made him want to stay like this forever–sitting beside you at the edge of a cliff, your legs dangling above the water lapping against the walls. It just felt so beautiful.

“Um…” Seokjin cleared his throat, not knowing what to do. He preferred not to break the silence between the two of you but he also preferred to listen to your voice over the sound of the tide. It was like a daydream.

“I’m Y/N, by the way. Though, I guess you already know since we came here together and we share a few classes.” you said, finally looking at him as you leaned back on your hands.

I know, Seokjin wanted to say. But, of course, that wasn’t how it goes.

“Seokjin"–he said as he leaned back on his hands too, feeling the rough surface against his palms. “But you can call me Jin. Everybody does.”

“No one calls you Seokjin?” you peer over his dark brown eyes, feeling your heart’s beating stuttering.

“No one. I don’t know why, though.” Seokjin chuckles at the sudden thought.

You look far ahead at the sunset’s dripping rays that coloured the beach orange, red, and pink, “Then I guess, I’ll be the only one to call you Seokjin. Perfect.”

Seokjin stares at your calm face that was illuminated by the sunset, his eyes wide open. The next few hours were spent talking about boats, mythical birds, and each other’s favorite thing in the world. Then both of you jumped off the cliff, not minding if your clothes got wet.

And if Seokjin were to be honest, his favorite thing in the world would be that day. The day he sat beside Y/N under the orange and pink light of the sunset.

That was the first time Seokjin talked to you.

Today, he was staring at your despondent figure. There was no pink nor orange. Everything was black and white. The space between the two of you was filled with sad sighs and ‘how could you’s.

“I’m sorry, Seokjin.” you force yourself to look at his beautiful brown eyes. They were so brown that they reminded you of the earth…of the possibilities that could grow, the happiness that he had planted in your heart. Now, you were destroying it…ruining all the sweet memories with him.

“Y/N…please, think this through.” Seokjin said, his voice broken just like his heart. “I…What happened? Did I do something? Did I say something?  I don’t understand. Y/N…help me understand, let’s fix this.”

You shake your head, heart breaking at the thought of him blaming himself for your sudden want of separation, “No, Seokjin. It’s not you…it’s just me. I just think we’re not meant to be, you know? I think that what we have…it’s um, fleeting…ephemeral. Not something meant to last forever”

Seokjin looked at you, “We can–”

You interrupt him before he spills a number of promises that would only break your heart more, “No, um, I think it would be hard to try and pick up something that wasn’t actually there.“ You stop, clenching your heart tight and stopping the tears that you could feel at the back of your eyes. “I just do.”

He spoke, his words faster than the tears that were spilling across his cheeks, staining his shirt with tiny spots, “But you said, you’d stay. You said you loved me. Y/N. You said…you promised. Remember when we first met? You said it was pointless to come and leave. That you should stay. Y/N…please…”

Your pursed your lips together, your heart aching. You couldn’t handle it anymore, you’d break down and run into his arms if he says another word, “Someone will love you better, Seokjin. I have to go.”–you pause, swallowing your wishes to be the one who’d love him for eternity. “Take care.

You turn on your heels, walking swiftly past vehicles and bodies of people. When you were sure you were far far away from him, you let the tears fall as you brought out your phone, calling your friend. He picked at the third ring, “Y/N?”

Your lips quivered and your voice broke but you didn’t care anymore, “It’s done, Yoongi. I’ve finished your stupid dare. I broke my own heart. I did it.

You were reduced to the broken pieces of your heart, every walls and every happy memories crumbling…just part of your halcyon days with Kim Seokjin.

her four suicide tries

isn’t a reflection of the number of times

death, the pill bottle, alcohol or blades

has been on her mind

she smiles

she lectures everyone to choose life

and these should be indications that she’s alright

but nothing is ever as it seems

who would guess she’s bursting at the seams

slowly spilling out

and all she’s worried about is making an unnecessary mess

that she should right away clean up

why isn’t she worried that she is a mess

that needs to be cleaned up

and the people around her are more than willing

to refill her stuffing

and secure the stitching

if she would just stop running away and

claiming she’s okay

when it’s obvious she’s not

she’s too caught up in those cliched phrases

that don’t cure the sadness

she believes in the end everything will be okay

and to her the finale is taking too long to come

but who will tell her before its too late

that walking out the theatre mid-show

doesn’t equate to an ending

it just means she’ll miss the real thing

shiroyuri  asked:

Hi Red! Are you still doing quick commissions? I can pay you up front right away, but would it be okay to send info/ref. later if you still are? (Apologies, I'm away for a family emergency and can't return home till Tuesday to send a proper message!) Many thanks for your time Red!

I still have some slots left, yes. It’s no problem about the refs, you can send them whenever it works for you, I’ll wait for them. 

Throw me a line through direct chat and we can talk about it some more if you want <3


He continued to tear across the room and almost crashed into Magnus as he threw himself gracelessly in front of him. Alec slammed his hands against the wall that Magnus had backed into, one either side of his head. He locked his arms and used his body to shield the warlock as best as he could manage, knowing that a fatal blow would be raining down on him any minute.

He couldn’t see the carnage the room had descended into any more. He could only see shocked dark eyes staring up at him, inches away from his own face. He felt the warlock’s hands firmly twist into the fabric of his shirt and registered panicked breaths mingling with his own heavy exhales.

Alec’s senses were overwhelmed with gratitude. The gratitude he felt for his parabatai and his ability to buy him time to get to Magnus. For him to get in the way of Verlac’s assault. Even if Sebastian cut Alec down, the others would be upon him before he could progress further. Magnus would be safe. He hadn’t failed. He was glad that the last thing he would get see would the man beneath him, clinging to him.

As far as last sights went, the shining eyes reaching up from Magnus were more than he would have ever hoped for. The confusion shadowed in the furrowed lines on the warlock’s face dismayed him a little though. Why did Magnus always deem himself so undeserving?

(Excerpt from ch. 22 of Where Do We Go From Here). I’m mid writing the final chapter now and I feel so emotional!

NSFW Character Trait Meme

As answered by Kuroo Tetsurou

Preference for top or bottom?
I like both.  It really depends on who my partner is, because I really like doing whatever they prefer since I’m not too picky on it.  However, I’ve also been known to top from the bottom, because some days I just really like being in control.

Favorite type, looks and personality wise?
This is tough since none of my partners–past or present–really followed a particular type.  I do like lighter colored hair, and definitely long hair on girls.  With guys I’m kind of into muscles, I guess.  Great glutes and thighs are a must.  Personality wise…hmm, perhaps just the ability to put up with my bullshit?  Because let’s me honest, I’m a great guy, but I do have some personality quirks of my own.

Get up and shower after or bask in the afterglow all sticky and wet?
I’d like to tell you that I always clean up right away…but sometimes I just get a little lazy about it.  If the sex is good I don’t want to move until I have to, so I just let my body have a minute to enjoy and/or recuperate.  Usually when my mind gets out of the post-sex haze though, and I realize I’m disgustingly sticky, then I jump right into cleaning up.

Monogamous? Open relationship? Polyamorous?
Poly for sure.  But I should say that I haven’t ever been in a relationship where I was with a partner and we didn’t consider our options thoughtfully when one of us wanted to be with someone else at the same time.  I’ve been in a relationship with two boyfriends before.  Well, okay, I’m still in a relationship with one of those boyfriends, and the other one is an on-again-off-again thing.

Deep and slow? Hard and fast? What’s your character’s preference?
Hahaha, okay, it really depends on the mood.  I’m never against a good, hard fuck if it feels right in the moment.  However, if I’m being honest, I really do prefer deep and slow.  I’m a romantic kind of guy for sure.  Also, it is the sex that my boyfriend and I seem to click the most during.

Favorite sex position?
Definitely from behind.  Not necessarily doggy-style, but the one where your partner is laid out on the bed and you’re basically laid over them, draped over their back.  I want to be able to warp an arm under and around to help hold them in place, because I’m going to fuck you slow and deep if we’re doing it like that, and I want to be able to keep you close as possible when it gets intense.

What’s your character’s favorite kink?
I’m a ‘I’ll try everything once’ kind of guy.  That makes for a long list of kinks I like, and a pretty short list of things I’m not trying again.  With guys, I’ve always wanted to try sounding, but haven’t yet.  For things I’ve tried, I’m kind of into docking.  I’m not cut and my foreskin can handle me and my boyfriend as long as I’m not super hard.  With girls…my boyfriend and I both like pegging.  I like being on the receiving end of it, but I REALLY like watching my boyfriend get fucked, and he likes it too.

How active in bed is your character? Do they like to lie there and take it or do they like to get the most bang for their buck?
How is this even a question?  Who exactly likes to just lie there and take it?  If that is how your sex life is, then you are not having good sex.  So yes, I like when both my partner and I are engaged and enthusiastically into whatever we’re doing in bed.

Kissing during sex, yes or no?
So much kissing.  We’ve already established in a previous question that I’m a romantic guy, so for me, sex without kissing sucks.  It also helps that my current boyfriend’s mouth is a blessing.  I love kissing him.

Clothes off or on during sex?
Naked is great.  Partially clothed is great.  Completely clothed and frotting on the couch is great.  Sex in general is great, so I’m not going to complain whichever way the clothing situation shakes out.  However, there’s nothing hotter than my boyfriend half-undressed and completely disheveled when we fuck.

Lingerie? Yes or no?
Yes.  Lingerie is amazing.  And I just want to clarify that lingerie isn’t always pretty lacy panties.  My boyfriend has this really sexy mesh jockstrap thing that is so hot on him.  It shows off his amazing ass.

Would your character join a threesome if given a chance?
I’ve been in a threesome relationship, so I’ve had plenty of threeway sex.  In the context of a relationship where all three people like each other, it is pretty damn awesome.  I’ve also tried the random three people threesome kind of threeway.  It was markedly less awesome.  It was still kind of fun, for sure, but it was a lot of two people having sex while one person watched.  In a relationship it doesn’t feel as awkward.

Your character’s Penis size?
I’m a comfortable big.  I measure a little over 21 centimeters (just a little over 8 inches), and I’m pretty thick too.  I’m the kind of big the guys and girls want, even when they say they want bigger (bigger than my dick gets uncomfortable for most, even for me).  Still, I’ve had partners who thought I was too much too.  

Preference for penis size?
My personal preference is just a little above average, so like 16-17 centimeters (6.5ish inches).  I’m actually a big baby about size when I’m bottoming and am definitely not a size queen.

Does your character like to roleplay? If so, what?
My boyfriend kind of hates my choice of roleplay, so we don’t do it often.  I think it makes him uncomfortable at his job.  He’s a teacher and he coaches high school volleyball.  Both of us used to play volleyball and were from rival schools.  I’ve always really been into the whole sexy coach thing (it was probably good that my coach was an ancient guy who reminded me of my grandpa and not the hot blond coach from Karasuno).  Most of the time my boyfriend can’t handle being the coach when we roleplay though, so I play coach and he gets out his sexy thigh-high kneepads from high school and plays the student.  He still looks really good in them, btw.

Does your character prefer condoms or bareback?
As a doctor, I just have to remind everyone out there that it is important to have safe sex and to minimize your exposure to STD’s as much as possible by using condoms.  Also, if you are having anal sex, there is the additional possibility that you could get a UTI if you bareback your partner.  The anus is not a clean area, and no matter how well you anal-douche, it is going to have bacteria that can travel up your urethra to your bladder and cause UTI’s.  Now I need to grab my other soapbox for a minute and remind everyone that anal douching can really mess with your system.  Just eat enough fiber and vegetables, and as long as you’re regular, you don’t need to deep-clean your ass…okay my boyfriend is telling me to calm down and stop being so doctor-y and get to the point.  The point is that you should wear a condom for your health and sexual safety.  …which is why it is completely contrary for me to love fucking a load bareback into my boyfriend, but I do.

Your character’s most private sexual fantasy?
Okay I’ve been pretty open about all of this so far, but it is my most private personal fantasy for a reason, and I’m not about to share it with the internet.  However, I will say this, my boyfriend is a saint for making it a reality.  And yes, it was as good as I thought it would be.

How sexually active is your character?
My boyfriend is a teacher and coach, and I’m a young doctor training for my desired specialty, so our schedules are a little on the crazy side.  We still make time to have sex at least once a week, but sex is also important to us, so we usually do it 2-3 times a week if we can.

When did your character lose their virginity?
I lost my virginity fairly young (during my first year of high school).  It was when I was still trying to figure out if I was straight or gay (it turns out I’m bi), but an older member of our volleyball team and I experimented at his house one weekend, and he eventually became my first boyfriend.  I didn’t think it was that big of a deal at the time, but I know now that I was too young.  I didn’t realize until college, when I took my current boyfriend’s virginity, that maybe I was a bit too hypersexual.  I think it stems from having sex so young, and having quite a bit of sex throughout high school.  My boyfriend was surprisingly way more emotionally mature about sex than I was for a long time

Kinks your character would participate in?
Like I said before, I’m a ‘I’ll try anything once’ kind of guy.  With a few exceptions, of course.

Kinks your character would not participate in?
Those exceptions are any extreme sadist kinks (I’m not into pain with the purpose to injure), and anything that has to do with kids or non-humans.  Though I did try the whole “tentacle monster alien” thing for our on-again-off-again third boyfriend, and that is technically non-human, I suppose.  I didn’t hate that.

A character that yours fantasizes about coupling with?
Okay, we have a slightly older next door neighbor in our apartment complex who me and my boyfriend befriended in college.  The neighbor is very attractive, and so is his girlfriend, and we totally hook up with them a lot.  But the neighbor has this unbelievably hot friend from high school who also teaches swimming at the high school my boyfriend works at.  I’ve seen this man without a shirt.  I’ve never seen back muscles like that before.  I’m not going to lie, I want to fuck that guy doggie-style so bad and paint his back with my cum, but the boyfriend has a rule about not seducing his colleagues.  However, I hear the hot swim coach might be starting up a private swim club soon, to help train future olympic hopefuls with the help of his former olympian friend.  So technically, hot swim guy won’t be the boyfriend’s colleague anymore, and when that happens me and the boyfriend are gonna seduce/woo him for sure.


Art for my Voltron fic Steal My Heart Away

Up top is an ink wash painting of some of the original characters in said fic. Included are The Seed Tou, Duke Nemean and the Flos-Patriarch. I made this to experiment with ink and to show the tremendous size differences between Galrans/Humans and Olim Vell.  Below are some inky doodles to figure out what Nemean looks like. His hair fluffs out naturally if he doesn’t slick it down. I have a feeling alot of galran’s have to do that to get the regal “military” look.

[TRANS] non-no Magazine 2018 Jan Issue - 100 Answers w/ BTS

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Q1. Your dream job when you were a child?
A badminton player when I was in elementary school. After that my parents bought me a computer so I got into gaming and wanted to do a job about gaming.

Q2. How did the members celebrate your birthday in 2017?
We were all practicing singing and dancing and the lights suddenly went off, then the door was opened and Jimin-san and V-san came in holding a cake.

Q3. When do you feel like you have become an adult!
I turned 20 in Japanese age in September! But actually I’m still a kid at heart, so truthfully I don’t really feel like I have become an adult.

Q4. In which moment do you feel like you’re still a kid?
For example, when I watch and think about a video or an interview. When I read people’s comments, I feel like even with the same question, they think from a much bigger point of view than me. That’s when I feel like maybe I’m still lacking in depth.

Q5. A work that touched you recently?
“Love, Rosie”. It made me touched because it’s a sweet but sad love story.

Q6. The kind of song you’re planning to compose?
Song of styles like future base and chillstep which I enjoy and listen to a lot.

Q7. Favorite dessert?
The Japanese snack kinako mochi. I like that it melts in my mouth because it’s just so fluffy! Also I ate cheesecake before the photoshoot for <non-no>. That one was delicious too♡

Q8. How do you take care of your beautiful voice?
I don’t pay particular attention to it… Like I just sing with my original voice I’ve had since I was born…

Q9. Any habit?
Covering my nose when I yawn. Not mouth but nose somehow. (laughs) And I pull the baby hair on my face unconsciously. I know about these things because fans told me.

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