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lusn (lu) • she/her • pete saengtham ruined my entire life • ao3: lusn
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Anonymous asked:

hellllllo! i loved lapping at the edges. i have a question: are you ever going to write vegas bottoming to pete?

Thanks for the ask, and I’m glad you enjoyed the fic, anon!

Actually, most of the pairs I wrote pre-VP were vers in my work. We’re not often given explicit canon preferences, and sexual roles only hold as much meaning as the people involved feel they should, so why not play around with it?

With VP specifically, I feel it’s a little trickier, because I think Vegas would initially conflate topping with control/dominance/masculinity. I would guess he’s mostly bottomed to men who wanted to assert their power over him, and also as a manipulative show of trust/sincerity with guys like Tawan (“Kinn wouldn’t let you do this to him, would he?”). From that perspective, “submitting” to bottom is a debasement, and untangling that feeling from the kind of sex Vegas has with Pete will take work—and probably also some frustration along the way.

 (mini-idea for how that might look:)

He doesn’t tell Pete what he’s about to do, the first time. He ties him down, and blindfolds him, and feels slightly better for having done so. Pete is very confused when Vegas rolls the condom onto him. Vegas enjoys watching his face as he sinks down—the shock and uncertainty, the furrow of his brow. He likes shredding Pete’s expectations.

while im talking bad fanfic lubes: rosin is only used with bowed string instruments, not plucked ones! it goes on the bow hairs to make them grip the strings better! most importantly, it comes in a SOLID CAKE and is STICKY. it's literally the opposite of lube. and jaskier thewitcher wouldn't be carrying it around anyway, because he plays THE LUTE

Sometimes I see posts on this site and I wonder what inspired them and other times I decide I probably really don’t actually want to know

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The Magazine Quiz Conundrum (part 3)

Continuation from a conversation with @lu-sn lu and @supernovasimplicity boots. part 1 | part 2

  • “So,” Vegas says, carefully casual, “what did the quizzes say today?”
  • Pete, mouth full of delicious hand-pulled noodles, slides over his phone and the pictures he not-so-subtly snapped
  • Vegas scrutinizes the screen for a few moments. Finally says—“What a bullshit answer. Why would I steal your toothbrush?” He zooms in on Tankhun’s handwritten addition. “Haven’t taken any of your teeth, either.”
  • “Yeah, but it worked out okay,” Pete replies, muffled through the noodles. “I just picked my answer based on if you had.”
  • Vegas frowns. “It’s not your answer, then.”
  • “Does it matter? Like you said, it’s bullshit anyway.”
  • “…What would you have answered?”
  • “Probably depends on which tooth.” Pete swallows and goes for his next bite. “We can just take a quiz, if you want.”
  • Vegas mocks the idea but then gets weirdly intense when he’s the one taking the compatibility quiz (this quiz that will externally validate or repudiate his relationship with Pete)
  • He tries to answer based on how he thinks Pete will answer
  • He fails to realize that Pete is already doing the same for him
  • “Huh,” Pete says after he tallies their score. “Hold on, that doesn’t seem…huh.”
  • “What.”
  • …They scored a 7%
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The Magazine Quiz Conundrum (part 2)

From an excellent conversation with @lu-sn lu and @supernovasimplicity boots. Part 1 here.

  • By evening three, Vegas 100% knows Tankhun’s trying to quiz-trap Pete
  • He also vaguely knows he’s not supposed to tell Pete he can’t see his friends, because that would be controlling and Pete might leave if Vegas gets controlling
  • Pete will come home. He needs Vegas to feed him
  • And Vegas isn’t so pathetic he can’t get by on his own for an evening or three. He’ll just make dinner. Pete will come home. He’ll eat. It’ll be fine
  • (The fridge is at this point so overstuffed with the fruits of Vegas’s anxiety cooking that Macau’s getting concerned)
  • Pete meanwhile is four hours into Tankhun’s new quiz and getting twitchy. He’s started inventing reasons to call Vegas to “ask for quiz responses”
  • “You were born on a Tuesday, right?” he greets Vegas. Tankhun can’t hear Vegas’s response on the other end (not that he’s trying)
  • It’s a three-minute call at most. A lot of hums and yeses on Pete’s side—and not even an “I love you” at the end, which is promising
  • Except afterwards, Pete announces that he has to go now
  • But he’s barely started the quiz??
  • Pete gathers up the debunked quizzes Tankhun gifted him and begins to put on his shoes. “It’s dinnertime—”
  • “Eat here.
  • “—and Vegas made hand-pulled noodles,” Pete explains, half-apologetically
  • And then he is simply gone

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