In Heat - [NSFW]
Hello, my name is Vanja, I tried writing some Sjips smut. Don’t get your hopes up.
Characters: Sips and Sjin.
Pairing: Guess fucking who.
Words: A li’l more than 1400.
Warnings: Uh, smut.
Summary: Sjin, being vaguely more alien than Sips, is in heat. I think you know exactly where this is going.
I took some headcanons here and there, including Maj’s “Alien!Sjin purrs”.
Here comes (lol) the smut:
Coming home to a welcoming smooch on the lips was one of the many things Sips loved about Sjin. There was something in the lingering taste of his boyfriend that calmed him down after a stressful day at the dirt factory.
rpattz ALS challenge video is my favorite because it’s the worst. so, basically, in character and totally predictable.
"See you in the morning troll.” He spat mocking the pompous air of his people, before laughing quietly. “I love you, really.”
"Good night elf. I love you too.”
Ignore the horrific background. Click on it to see the larger version and look at Sjin’s pretty face.
LOOK IT’S A SONG
BRUH THIS SHIT IS GOLDEN AND THANK GOD THIS IS THE LAST ONE.
You don’t understand that song actually had a good melody it’s a good song songwise
So I was explaining my gender-fluidity to my grandmother
- Me: So sometimes I'm a boy, but sometimes I'm a girl.
- Grandma: I have enough idiot granddaughters already
- Grandma: But I also have enough idiot grandsons, so having an idiot who isn't really either one is kind of refreshing.
- *then later*
- My mom: Alex, can you come pick up these LEGOs?
- Me: Yeah... *doesn't move at all*
- Grandma: Katie, go pick up the LEGOs
- Me: Yeah, alright *goes to pick up LEGOs*
- Grandma: See, you addressed the boy, but I addressed the girl. Boys are lazy, girls get crap done.
So I’ve had my bedroom door open for a little more than 24 hours so that my cats can get used to a bigger part of the house, ie the hallways, the stairs, and the tv lounge, and I can’t explain how flattered I am to wake up to find both my cat resting or sleeping next to me in my bed. You kitties could have gone anywhere in the house, found the most comfy spot, but no, you’re a couple of mummy’s babies.
So I let Frankie outside and I haven’t seen him since he lurked inside some bushes.
Frankie has returned, happy as can be, and decided to go back outside. At least he knows where home is. I can breathe now.
whichkiller: ✉ annnndddd how about Sjips? if you're cool with writing that, I know some people aren't! :)
✉ : Long time pen pals finally meet
this was super cute omg. sorry if my writing is bad, it’s been so looong