#+the inner bosses are amazing too

[ashinaisshin]

favorite bosses in SEKIRO: SHADOWS DIE TWICE

#sekiro: shadows die twice #sekiro #gamingedit #dailygaming #sekiroedit #edit:gif #edit:all #+the inner bosses are amazing too #i was an ape hater but he grew on me as i fought him more lol #and his lore is so sad like mf didn't deserve that rip

[gatheringbones]

[“It was only after I came out as a dyke that, for the first time in my life, I felt ready to celebrate being a girl, and I did. Actually, I overdid. Armed with Esther Newton’s Mother Camp, Judith Butler’s Gender Trouble, and Joan Nestle’s A Restricted Country, I embraced femme. I dressed up in short flowery dresses, pushup bras, satin panties, and lacy stockings. I paid great attention to my long, curly, perfectly-coiffed hair, my glamorous makeup, and especially my pouty lips. I spritzed Lola’s smell on my skin—Estee Lauder’s Private Collection—and painted my nails. I wore all of it with black combat boots and a brilliant sense of irony. I reveled in my girliness, went over the top, learned how to tweeze my eyebrows and line my lips with a lip pencil.

My gender presentation was unmistakable: blatant female sexuality. I was a proud, in-your-face, take-no-prisoners, uppity, don’t-assume-I’m-straight-because-I-wear-lipstick-and-dresses femme dyke. Because femmes are always assumed to be straight or sleeping with men, and I do sleep with men, I made sure to always have a butch on my arm so I’d be read as femme. Even though I was sure I’d be mistaken for straight, the boys took one look at me and steered clear. It was as if I was too much of a woman for them to handle, like I was a handful, and I was. But butch girls love a handful—a handful of tits, a handful of ass, a girl who needs to be handled, a girl who can handle herself.

How I figured out I was a femme had a lot to do with the women I was attracted to and the dynamic between us. When I was in junior high, I used to mess around with a friend of mine named Angela. Angela was one of those girls who developed early; I remember she had big breasts in like sixth grade. We mostly kissed and touched over clothes, and we played out various boy-girl scenarios. I was always the girl—my early femme roots. My favorite of all our little scenes was the one where she was my male boss and I was the secretary. The boss made me have sex with him and told me if I didn’t I would get fired. Now this was all before Clarence Thomas, Anita Hill and the media awareness/obsession with sexual harassment. I remember she’d tell me to suck her dick and push my face unmercifully into her crotch, which smelled amazing,. The drama of it all—the force, the degradation, the power games—really got me off. After that, there was no going back to simplicity. I was hooked on the power.

Jen really epitomized all the girls I was attracted to then and still am. Being with a butch girl, I was valued for my combination of strength and vulnerability, for dressing up, for wanting an arm to hold onto, hips to wrap my legs around, being able to give my body over to her and say, I trust you, I’m yours. My butch loved me in low-cut dresses, appreciated my sexual voraciousness, worshipped my inner slut. I reveled in the fact that I could be strong and submissive all at once. Surrender and still be a feminist. Being a dyke is not just about who I fuck and love, it’s about being a girl who doesn’t play by the rules.

Butch girls don’t play by the rules either, and I love butch girls. Girls with hair so short you can barely slide it between two fingers to hold on. Girls with slick, shiny, barbershop haircuts and shirts that button the other way. Girls that swagger. Girls who have dicks made of flesh and silicone and latex and magic. Girls who get stared at in the ladies room, girls who shop in the boy’s department, girls who live every moment looking like they weren’t supposed to. Girls with hands that touch me like they have been touching my body their entire lives. Girls who have big cocks, love blow-jobs, and like to fuck girls hard. Every day, it is the girls that get called Sir that make me catch my breath, the girls with strong jaws that buckle my knees, the girls who are a different gender that make me want to lie down for them.

Someone else said it about me recently and it’s right on target: “She gets off on all different sorts of people sexually, but she falls for butches.” Like the poet who bought her first strap-on with me and then wanted to sleep with it on. The shrink-in-training who got harassed every time she drove down South. She did look so much like a fifteen-year-old boy: blue button-down shirts, neatly-combed blond hair. The ad exec who had names for her dildos and used to love for me to spit-shine her wingtips. The photographer whose face was so mannish she could pass almost anywhere. The writer who wanted a body like Loren Cameron’s. The telephone repairwoman who drove a truck. The cook who had a boy’s name. The academic who got cruised by gay men on Castro Street. The cornfed farmboy from the Heartland with arms so hard and strong you swear they’ve been working the land, not the iron at the gym.

And there’s the one who’s got the James Dean stare down, and dresses like a clean-cut fag, and looks at me like she could look at me forever and never blink or grow tired or move from the spot she’s in. She’s a girl who loves girls like me—girls in velvet bras, girls who want to surrender to her mouth. She’s a girl who isn’t afraid to throw a femme down on the bed and fuck her. Possess her. My kind of girl. This girl is different.”]

tristan taormino, from this girl is different, from a woman like that: lesbian and bisexual writers tell their coming out stories, 2000

#tristan taormino #bi literature #gender stuff #femme #currently reading #terra preta

[yokohamapound]

hii omg i just discovered ur blog and ur writing is! so! amazing!!! i’d like to request maybe chuuya, ranpo, dazai and fyodor with an s/o who likes to bite them playfully??

Characters: Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Edogawa Ranpo, Fyodor Dostoevsky

Contents: NSFW references, biting, NSFW "punishments"

Nakahara Chuuya

The first couple of times you do it, Chuuya yelps and grabs your face, squishing your cheeks until your lips pucker out like a fish. 

“The hell was that for?” he demands. “Damn rabid brat.”

If you make a habit of it, however, he decides to fight fire with fire. If you sink your teeth into his arm, he’s going for your neck. If you bite his neck, he’s gonna yank down your pants and bite your thighs. Don’t try to one-up Chuuya, because you’ll likely fail. 

He gets into it. Before you know it, it becomes a habit to shove you up against the nearest vertical surface and leave a few bite marks and love bites on your throat, your chest, your arms. He’ll pin you in place with his Special Ability so you can’t wriggle away. If you’re going to bite him, then he’ll make sure you can’t hide the ones he leaves on you, either. 

Bite his neck during sex to make him go wild. 

Dazai Osamu

Dazai complains like a big baby when you sink your teeth into him. He blinks those big brown eyes at you and asks in a piteous voice why you’re always attacking him. In some ways, you’re more feral than some of the orphans he’s picked up. Atsushi turns into a literal tiger and he doesn’t bite!

Don’t let Dazai’s whining fool you—he doesn’t actually have a problem with you biting him now and then. You can’t do a whole lot through his bandages, anyway. 

Unlike Chuuya, he probably won’t bite you back. Not immediately, anyway. He’ll save it for when you’re spread underneath him, on the edge of an orgasm and begging for him to send you over the edge. That’s when he’ll sink his teeth into your inner thigh, or bite playfully at your nipples. He’s quite a proponent of mixing a little pain with your pleasure to heighten the sensation. 

If you bite him in bed, he moans and fucks harder, his back shuddering. 

Edogawa Ranpo

Look, I completely get it. Ranpo is such a cute little brat that he induces cute aggression in his partner, to the point where you quite literally want to bite him. 

The first time you do it, he's kind of confused. Did you mistake him for a gummy bear or something? But when he sees the stupid, glazed look in your eyes, he knows. 

"That's the same look the boss gets when we go to the cat cafe," he says, pointing his lollipop at you in accusation. "Next thing you're going to start waving a feather on a stick in front of my face."

Yeah, you've been tempted.

Ranpo won’t be the bigger man. He will absolutely bite you back. He has a habit of snapping at your fingers when you reach for his face or his snacks, or he might turn his head and bite your cheek or your chest like he’s biting into a steamed dumpling.

Chomp. 

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor is a bit of a hypocrite here, seeing as he spends most of his time chewing on his own fingers. Obviously, evidence indicates that he is in fact very biteable. All that pale, pristine skin. How can you not want to leave a couple of marks on him?

However.

While he might excuse a love bite or two during your little conjugal sessions, he isn't nearly so forgiving of you sinking your little teeth into his arm or his shoulder or god forbid, his face whenever you get the urge.

He looks down at the teeth marks you've just left in his forearm and raises an eyebrow.

"Are you a kitten I took from its mother too early, my love?" he asks, his tone promising…something…later. "Or perhaps you have developed a case of vampirism.”

If he truly minded, he'd find a way to "encourage" you to stop, but as it is, he is more likely to have you restrict your biting to the bedroom, where he has the time and leisure to repay the favour as he sees fit. 

And if you don't heed him, he might just see fit to put you in your place, whether that be on your knees in front of his desk chair while he works, or bent over his lap while he disciplines you properly.

#yokohamapound #bungo stray dogs #bsd #bsd x reader #Nakahara Chuuya #Dazai Osamu #Edogawa Ranpo #Fyodor Dostoevsky #Dazai x Reader #Chuuya x Reader #Ranpo x Reader #Fyodor x Reader

[inklore]

of the essence

premise: working alongside tangerine to retrieve something as minuscule as a briefcase should be easy–would–have been easy if there wasn’t history between the two of you and you weren’t at each others necks or annoyed senseless by his need to be right, or your need to have him inside of you.

pairing: tangerine x f!assassin!reader

word count: 2.9k

warnings: eighteen+ content, unprotected sex, creampie, enemies who are partners who aren’t really enemies but are definitely lovers, tangerine has a big dick this is canon, cocky behavior, banter, public sex (unrealistic dicking in those tight ass train seats), dirty talk, pet names, spanking, mentions of violence and death.

etc: ya girl has booked a one way ticket on the tangerine slut train! sorry i’m late to the ride but i’m here now and i hope you enjoy this!

i do not give anyone permission to translate or repost my work, please be respectful — if you enjoyed please comment or reblog!

It was foolish of you to think that there would be any civility between the two of you, that you could actually do this job in peace without him getting on your nerves or you grating at his. “It’s just a quick grab and go, no big deal” your boss had said, and as it always goes that was too good to be true.

“Tangerine will also be there..” she had trailed off after you had accepted, after you had put your eggs into one basket and already started with a game plan; upon hearing the rest of her words you were smashing said eggs with the bottom of your boot in irritation. 

The want—need—to deny the job. To tell her to pick someone else because the thought of being near said fruit with a beautiful mustache was not only frustratingly distracting, but the two of you couldn't stand each other.

Not after too many nights spent in tangled sheets and the constant head butting and one-upping the two of you always did—putting your team at risk all because the two of you refused to agree on anything. 

But you needed the work, sitting idle for too long made you overthink, made your skin crawl and impulsiveness kick in to the point of destructive behavior. 

So as amazing as saying no to this job sounded, you couldn’t afford it. 

Thus how you’ve ended up here; in a silent train car across from the one person you’d kill not see again. Trying not to put your nails into his eye sockets from how he’s looking at you and the snarky comments that never seem to end, flowing like an overbearing stream from his mouth.

The more he talked the more your blood boiled. The more your eyes stared at his mouth. The more you thought of events from the past that needed to stay there. Not bombard your brainstem with ideas that had no business being there at a time like this; thoughts that make you think ‘what's the worst that can happen?’

This. This is the worst that can happen. 

“Where’s the new bloke?” Tangerine’s head turns to the side, a ghost of a smirk pulling at one corner of his mouth. The roll of your eyes making that annoying expression spread to an even more annoying grin. 

“Couldn’t cut it.” You say passively, grip the book in your hand that you pathetically thought you’d actually be able to read—to be distracted by. 

He hums, fingers tapping on the armrest of his seat. 

“Couldn’t keep up with ya?” 

“Can anyone?”

“Not without effort,” his eyes move in a sweeping motion from your feet to your face. Slow. agonizing to your insides. Annoying. “That’s for certain.” 

“Thanks.” You scowl, grumbling under your breath. Bring the book up to your face, try to read any of the words on the page without focus. 

“I meant no disrespect.” 

“That’s shocking, feeling under the weather today?”

An airy chuckle leaves his lungs and goes straight to the bottom of your stomach. You try to ignore how you can feel him shift in his seat. How you know he’s pulling at his navy suit, making himself more comfortable. Manspreading his legs to the point where there’s no more room between your knees and his. One of his lengthy legs pressed into your inner thigh. 

You should have sat in Lemon’s seat when he got up. 

Fuck. 

“Still can’t take a compliment I see.” 

“Still don’t know what a compliment actually is, I see.” You mock, can feel the edge of the paperback digging into your palm to the point of one little bump of the train and you know a paper cut is bound to happen. The bouncing of one of your legs starts, the deep shallow breaths, all signs of your irritation getting ready to bring itself to the forefront. Cause a scene that needed to be avoided right now. 

“It was a compliment.” 

“A backhanded one.” 

You know he’s the one rolling his eyes now by the puff of frustrated air he lets out from behind the book. 

And maybe most of this irritation was coming from the fact that he was right. Your last partner was a fool. An incompetent one. Where, yes Tangerine was a fool, more often than not, but he was at least competent and good at his job. The partner you had been assigned didn’t know the difference between a glock and a rifle, an ass from its cheek—he was the definition of new blood, sour blood, a trainee without a clue which is how he ended up in a shallow grave. A welcome blessing to you when a bullet pierced through his chest cavity. 

But not everyone was Tangerine. 

The two of you may not play nicely while working together but he was damn good at his job and the two of you always got the job done and on time. Even if Lemon screamed at the two of you to stop bickering for half of it. 

The reasons why the two of you shouldn’t work together was better than you getting saddled with another idiot. 

Annoyance and attraction aside, Tangerine was damn good at his job—too good most times and you’d choose this back and forth over the latter always. Because even through his cocky-knowing-remarks and that annoying raise of his brows he always did that sparked some fuel in your lower belly when the two of you would bicker over right wrong, left right, up down; he had your back, you could trust him not to put a bullet in it or get himself killed. 

“Were you the one who shot a bullet in that poor bloke's heart?” The tip of his pointer presses itself into the top crease of your book, pulling it down to reveal his grin. “You can be candid with me,” his lips twitch cockily. “I won’t tell a soul if you got a little homesick for me and had to do it to reunite us, promise.”

You flick his hand away, “as if.” Your mouth falling open to make a show of your gag of disgust, “it would have been a justice for me to put him out of his misery. But now I’m wishing the bullet had changed directory and hit me instead. I’m the one who really needs to be put out of their misery.”

“Oh,” he clicks his tongue. Lips turning down into a frown, “you’ve missed me. You can’t deny it.”

“Deny.”

“You wouldn’t have taken the job if you didn’t.”

“I needed the money. Eating is a wonderful thing.”

“So is our time spent together.” Just as the words slip out you can feel his knee press further into your thigh. See his back slink just a little lower into his seat as he does so. Eyes cast down to where the heat from his knee and your thigh is causing your nerves to clench up—to go haywire. 

“It’s a waste of time.”

“I’d have to disagree.”

“Would think there was something wrong if you didn’t.”

Before you can pretend to read the next sentence from your book, before you realize he’s reaching out for it, he snatches it from your grip and tosses it in the seat next to him with ease—leisure—as he scoots forward, his knee following suit and pressing itself at your covered center. The intake of breath that fills your lungs at the swift friction as he does so frustrates you for a different, more dangerous, reason. 

The back of his palm wrapping itself around the back of your neck to bring you forward with him, nose to nose. Your scowl deep and threatening. 

“From what I remember correctly, you didn’t think it was a waste of time to have my cock inside of you the last time we found ourselves partnered up.” 

“Things change. I got smarter.” 

“Oh you’re already smart, love. We know it’s not that.”

“Fuck off.” You try to pull yourself from his hold but the more you tug the tighter his grip becomes, and the more your insides melt and make your underwear slick. 

“As much as I love this little game of ours, time is of the essence. I’d love to have you riled up and holding a knife to my throat but we’re on a tight schedule.” With more added pressure he has your lips centimeters from his, the warm puffs from his breath and deep rumble of his accent making your mouth buzz and draw in like a moth to a flame.

Except this flame is annoyingly addicting—to his mouth and that annoying knockoff pornstache above it, that golden chain that makes your mouth water at the remembrance of it dangling over your face when his weight is on top of yours—and always leaves you in a bigger mess than you started with.

But it’s a flame you clearly aren’t strong enough to turn from. 

Because when he says, “We have about thirty minutes before Lemon comes back, before the train stops and people fill the car. So stop being a brat and take what we both know you want.” Your insides go from melting to liquid lava that seeps down to your core and singes your pussy until it’s throbbing—and denying the reality of it would be as idiotic as what you do next: 

Wasting no time in climbing into Tangerine’s lap, the huffs of frustration and growls mixing together as your mouths come together and teeth sink into lips, bites turn into tears, and nails dig into clothes until you can only feel skin underneath the beds of them. 

His mouth is all over your neck—fingers having already torn at the button up and tossed it to the dirty floor, your bra torn and beside it—tongue running along your collarbone to the column of sensitive flesh that he sinks his teeth into. The friction of his mustache leaves a burning trail along the way. Making your head fall back and breasts press to his chest. 

His fingers make quick work of the mechanics of your jeans, helping you maneuver out of them in a way that takes little effort and keeps you pressed to him; keeps your fingers in his hair tugging and pulling, keeps you rocking against his hardness that presses full and thick against his slacks. His mouth still on your skin, refusing to let go. 

When his pointer loops itself into the crotch of your panties to pull them to the side, his knuckle pushing into your wet folds and moving along your aching clit, a hum of approval is kissed against your chest. 

Tangerine’s chin digging into the top of your breast as he looks up at you with a smirk that only makes you whimper now, “knew you missed me.” 

“Shut up.” You want it to sound meaner, argumentative, but it slips out attached to a moan as his knuckle presses circles against your clit. Your legs shaking around him. Nails digging into his scalp. “If I admit it will you fuck me already?”

“You know I’ll give you anything you want, you need only ask, love.” The grin on his lips before he presses them to yours in a rough kiss of passion, and lust that burns so deep you don’t remember where or how it began; makes something ethereal swoop in your stomach. Makes your fingers move faster than lightning to unbutton his slacks, his large arm holding your back tightly as he lifts up to pull himself out. 

To have his cock on full display and in his palm. His large hand looking small compared to the thickness of length, of how heavy he looks and feels. A low groan slipping from his parted lips, “love when you watch me. But-”

“Time is of the essence.” You repeat his earlier words, don’t think twice in moving his hand away and grabbing his warm shaft in yours. Lining it up at your entrance and sinking down on—too fast, too quick—his thickness opening you with a burning stretch that has you swallowing down a hiss, eyes clenched, body bowing forward, head pressed against his. 

A simultaneous “fuck” leaving the both of you. 

“Missed you.” You breathe, give yourself a minute to acquaint yourself with his size again. To remember how it feels to be so full. 

“Would think there was something wrong if you didn’t.” He repeats you this time, your matching smirks molded together by lips and tongue as he takes your mouth. Kissing you like he fucking invited the act. 

And then you’re moving, your hips gyrating back and forth as Tangerine’s palms at your ass guide you. A too slow of a pace set by him wanting to savor the moment, but only makes you want him more. The slow gyrate soon turns into you bouncing on his cock, your cunt making an obnoxiously wet squelch each time you drag it up and down his length. 

The train car filling with sounds of skin, breaths, and moans as you ride him. As he slaps your ass, as he bites at the top of your breast. His hair falling out of place and over his eyes. Your body ablaze. Marks dug into the side of his neck, bruises littering your hips, chest and chin rubbed raw from his stache. The two of you getting completely lost in each other, forgetting everything but this; the mission, the arguments, the tension, the frustration coming out, seeping through, finding a home in the way you fuck, kiss, are annoyingly addicted to the fire that burns between you. 

That gets harder and harder to ignore the more time spent apart. The more time you force yourself to hate him when your insides are telling you to shut up and fuck him. 

Each moan you let out, the next louder than the last, Tangerine swallows down. Sucks down with how he plays with your tongue—bites down with the sweet nips he gives your lower lip. 

“Forgot how pretty you sound,” he grunts against your chin. “And how fucking beautiful these things are.” His palm engulfs your left breast to squeeze and pull the nipple in between his swollen lips. 

“Fuck,” you hiss. Look down to watch his half lidded eyes stare up at you, to watch the bruises he sucks onto your supple flesh. That perfect strand of hair falling over one of his eyes to make him look even more like a sexy-tortuous-asshole. “Forgot how much you talked during this.”

“Forgot how much you liked hearing it.”

You begin to shake your head, a retort ready at the tip of your tongue, a loud “ahh” replacing it as he delivers a hard bite to your nipple. 

“You can lie to anyone you need to. Just not me.” Your breast feels like it's on fire, the trail of saliva he leaves behind doing little to cool the burning flesh. “I see you.” He grunts against your chest, your neck, the apex of your jaw.

“Yeah?” You swallow down a moan, nails like talons dug into the concrete of his shoulder. “What do you see?”

“A strong,” his hips thrust up, shocking you forward. Smooshing your chest to the open skin of his blue dress shirt, his skin just as hot as yours. “Powerful,” another thrust. “Woman,” another. “Who wields a knife just as good as she takes a cock.” 

A chuckle breaks through your string of moans, rattling your shaking chest. “You really need to work on your compliments.”

“Am I wrong?”

You hum, whimper when you feel the pad of his thumb bring itself against your clit. “No,” you shake your head. “Never wrong. Annoyingly.” You add the last part like a gospel of truth. A truth you’d forever hate and love on the same string that has you about to come on his cock. 

“There’s my smart girl.” 

You hate how those stupid words make you clench around him, how they make you moan and move faster against him. How your legs start to shake, fingers digging deeper into the meat of his shoulders. 

How when you both finish it’s at the same time, perfectly insync, your bodies working together, wordlessly proving how well the two of you are together—in so many irritating ways. 

Once the two of you start to breathe normally and you feel the train come to a slow stop, you’re standing, righting your clothes in the reflection of the windows and going back to normal. As if it never happened. 

The way it should be.

The way it always goes.

That look of irritation trying to cover the sex-flush your skin still has, as you bend down to grab your book he had tossed earlier. Tangerine’s wrist coming to wrap around yours to pull you to his chest, you think it’s some after sex sweetness he’s showing—it wouldn't be the first time—but then you hear Lemon’s voice and feel him brush past you and something inside you deflates a little.

The tiniest bit. 

But Tangerine, being the suave asshole that he is, doesn’t let that deflation stay flat for long. “If time wasn’t of the essence I would have made you come three more times on my cock. Since you like to disappear on me, I need to take all I can get from you.” 

“What? Do trains no longer have bathrooms?”

His chuckle makes the slightest of smirks spread across your teasing face, “ooh, this time I’m going to make you work for it. Beg me.” 

“That’ll be the day.” You snort, pulling yourself from his grip with ease as you sit back down in your seat. Ignoring the feeling of exhilaration you get from his come leaking from you and staining your underwear. 

“Or the next,” he looks at his watch, shrugs and fixes his suit as he sits across from you, “hour. Give or take.”

Game on.

#tangerine smut #tangerine x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine x y/n #tangerine imagine #tangerine one shot #bullet train smut #tangerine fic #aaron taylor johnson smut #tangerine x f!reader #bullet train fic #tangerine #bullet train #aaron taylor johnson

[destinyc1020]

My Movie Review: "Challengers" 🎾

**Caution...May Contain Some Spoilers**

Okay okay..... Here we gooo! Another film review.... 😁🙌🏾

Y'all.... I have so much to say about this movie lol. 😅 I'll just be honest, like...I had some mixed feelings about this one!

Okay, so first of all.... I had a great time going to see this movie. My girlfriends and I all went to one of those theaters where you can order REAL food and alcohol, and they bring it right to your seat. 😁 We decided to treat ourselves to this one, and just have a "girl's night out" watching it.

Our little theater was quite packed too! Saw a lot of date-night couples watching this together lol. 🤭 I think I saw another group who was doing a girl's night out.

So anyway....

The movie ended up being an enjoyable rollercoaster for all of us lol. It definitely kept my attention, it wasn't boring at all, and it gave many of us several things to talk about/discuss long after the movie was over! I LOVE films that make you think, and that have you talking about it afterwards. Even if we disagree, it's just nice to see a movie like this that sparked a good discussion afterwards. 😊 Here were my Pros/Cons and random thoughts that I had during and after this movie lol....

PROS

Everyone's acting was solid in this! I already knew that Mike and Josh are stellar actors (I've seen them in other projects before, and both have done theater if I'm not mistaken), but ZENDAYA!! Zendaya babeeeee....She surprised me in this one! Dare I say it?? I think "Challengers" was her best acting job yet on the big screen. 👏🏾 She really embodied that "Bad B*itch"/Boss vibe very well imo. She was definitely believable! LOL 😅

The CINEMATOGRAPHY! Omg the cinematography in this film was so good and on point. I loved how the camera would change perspectives during a match (especially the end match) and would switch and show you the ball's pov, then the pov of the players, and whatnot. It was dizzifying switch and camera change for sure lol, but it was very creative. I honestly think that this film could be nominated for an Oscar just for the cinematography alone. 😊👍🏾

The music .... The music was a pro AND a con (more on that later) for me. It had a really hype techno beat throughout the movie, and that really helped to keep the movie hyped and show the fast-pace of the sport. I really liked it! It was catchy lol. 😅

Zendaya was GORGEOUS in this movie! I kept looking at how flawless her skin was in this. It's so rare that we get "adult" Z in her films lol, so it was just nice and refreshing to see her finally playing more of an adult in a big screen role, and seeing her be the desirable/sexy/attractive one in a film for a change. She really looked amazing in this. 😊 I'd love to see her do more roles where she's playing the object of desire. We need more woc in roles like this.

I loved the subtle ways in which Luca shows that tennis is basically like a relationship in this film. I loved that metaphor. I think the little subtle hints for the movie were quite creative, and it's one of those films where I think it would be good to watch at least twice in order to catch more of the subtleties and how the sport related to their relationships and inner dynamics throughout the film.

I LOVED that scene where Patrick and Tashi met up with each other, and it's so WINDY and wild. Just like their relationship.... Windy, unpredicatable, destructive, yet exciting... Unlike her boring relationship with her husband lol. LOVED the subtleties in this film.

I loooved seeing Zendaya in her "Bad Gal" element. Yaaass! 👏🏾 I love it! I think it's harder playing a villain or someone who's not redeeming honestly.

Hahaha I have to give a shoutout to Darnell.... Good seeing him on the screen. Glad he was able to add another big major film on the big screen to his roster lol. 😜

Zendaya's body was BODY GOALS in this film.... 🔥 Can I just say?? I was like, "Dang.... let me keep going to the gym". 👀 And then, the other thought I had was, "Shooooot....no wonder Tom came back ROTFL." 😅🤣 Lemme stop lol.

I loved the anticipation for the final match, and it really kept you on the edge of your feet lol. 😁

CONS

Now for the cons.... 👀

Was it just me?? Or, sometimes the music in this movie was a bit TOO loud Lol. For example, there was a scene where Patrick and Tashi were talking in the hotel, and the techno music is SO LOUD that I could barely even make out what they were saying (and it seemed important too). Maybe it's just me.... But at times, the music was drowning out the dialog, and I didn't like that. Anyone know what Patrick and Tashi said to each other at the hotel when the music got to be so loud lol? 😅

I STILL hate that "my little white boys" line ...UGH! It's SO CRINGGGGGE! 😫😩🙈

I definitely saw a LOT more sausage and moons than I expected to see in this movie lol... 👀 😅 I meannnnn.... Idk... Is male frontal nudity EVER really necessary?? Let's be honest lol. I honestly don't think so. I kind of wonder why it's even needed?? (I say the same thing about female frontal nudity as well). Idk, sometimes I wonder why certain directors make that choice to add that in, when it's not even necessary 9 times out of 10. I just don't like things being done gratuitously . Like, gratuitous sex scenes for example.

I'll be honest, I didn't really care too much for some of the plotlines and writing in the film.... 😬 I'll also just come right out and say it... I kind of wish that Z had done a slightly different film than this for her big-screen lead role debut. I kind of wish it weren't such an "adult" film with a ton of sexual themes and elements. I kinda wish too that Tashi was not personified in the way that she was. It's one thing to be a very determined and dedicated athlete, but another thing altogether to be the stereotypical cold, icy, attitude-having diva. I also look at this from a woc/black woman's pov as well. Part of me feels like we as Black women are so hypersexualized (and seen as "grown") , and stereotyped as having "attitudes" from such a young age, and it just makes me feel like women/female actresses shouldn't have to get naked or be overly sexualized in order to win awards or get good critical acclaim for their roles. (I read that the film Emma Stone won an Oscar for this year, "Poor Things", had a lot of sex and nudity in it as well....🥴) Don't get me wrong, I'm not a "prude", but when it comes to WOC, I just want better for us since we're already so stereotyped and stigmatized. Like, why couldn't Z's big-screen lead role debut be the Ronnie Spector Biopic film?? Or, why couldn't it be a film like "Hidden Figures" where she's playing a black female mathematician who aids in the space launch? I don't feel like you have to resort to sex or get undressed in your underwear to be taken "seriously" as a "serious actor", but maybe the meaty roles for adult women in Hollywood that don't add that in are really scarce. Anyway, that was my only gripe. 😊

RANDOM THOUGHTS & QUESTIONS

When people claimed that there wasn't any real redeeming character in this film...boyyyyy...they weren't KIDDING!!! 🤣 I don't mind characters who aren't perfect or aren't the best though, so that didn't bother me. My only question was.... Why on earth did Tashi hate Patrick so much?? Does anyone else know?? 😅 I kept waiting and waiting during the movie to see some big REVELATION of something really HORRIBLE that he did to Tashi in order to deserve the type of hate that she dished out to him, but I couldn't figure out anything?? I mean, I know they dated each other at one time when they were younger, but I don't see why she's still hating on this man in her 30's when they dated in their teens and early 20s lol. 😅 She's out here married and even has like a 6 year old kid and is STILL hating on this man.... WHY?? 😅 Can someone PLEASE explain that to me?? Cuz right now, I can only surmise that the only reason why Tashi is so mean to Patrick is because deep down, she's still attracted to him, so she has to hate on him in order to curb that HAHAHA. 🤣 Maybe I'm just a Patrick-sympathizer lol, but I can't really see how he was a bad boyfriend or how he did anything wrong?? Yes, he shouldn't have slept with Tashi (Art's WIFE), but HE was single.... TASHI was the one married, so really, SHE was the main one at fault here as far as I'm concerned lol. 😅

Why did Art and Patrick like Tashi so much?? I mean, aside from the fact that she was gorgeous (obviously lol)....She seemed like such a ballbuster and treated them like crap lol.

Mike has a cute butt lol 🤭

Josh does a really good American accent. I only heard it go out and switch off like maybe once or twice lol. Only slightly lol. 😅

BTW, in case you were wondering...I'm Team Patrick lol.... 🤭 He was just a washed up bum of an athlete lol. I feel like Art and Tashi were way more manipulative. Jmho. I do kinda feel bad for Art though on some level, cuz it was CLEAR Tashi was in a boring, lifeless marriage and didn't really love him anymore lol.

I saw people in our audience gasping and covering their mouths during some of the sexual scenes lol. I could tell a couple of the girls in the theater were fans of Zendaya and had never seen her in such a role before hahaha. Some were laughing at some of the sexual stuff and it was like uncomfortable laughter/giggling lol. The guys included lol. 🤭

I'm not sure what awards this film will be up for, but seeing as how it's a film by Luca, we might actually see Z getting an Oscar nod for this!! Or, at the very least, maybe engaged in a FYC campaign. I can see it. Luca is very well-known...his film CMBYN garnered Oscar nods (including an Oscar nod for Timothee), and Z is Hollywood's Darling atm, soooo idk y'all! We might be looking at "Oscar-Nominated Actress" Zendaya next year! I guess we'll have to see lol. 😊

I looooved that Z was able to work with such a renowned and well-liked film director. I'm glad she got that experience. She's been working with some great directors lately (ie. Luca, Denis, etc), and I love that for her. It seems like FFC was also eyeing her for one of his roles at one time as well. So, I'm so proud of our girl!!! 👏🏾

OVERALL

Overall.... Definitely a fun, joyride of a film. 😊 VERY creatively done. So far, I haven't really been THAT impressed with Luca's films (CMBYN being the other one I've seen), but his films def make you THINK, long after they're over, that's for sure lol. The movie was fun and enjoyable to watch. There were just a few things that I felt could have been better imo.

OVERALL SCORE: 6.5/10

#my film review #Destiny's Film Reviews #challengers #destiny reviews movies #my movie review #sorry for the delay

[thatgirl-yn]

I love your work, and can you do a mixed genre for Gyu as Husband. Just do what you can as long as the character is Mingyu, he keeps going around in my mind😭.

Sorry if my typing is weird, English is not my language and I use a translator kkk, thanks and love you so much❤️.

Here it is anon, thank you I appreciate it, I hope you like this. ❤️

Mingyu as your husband

Genre: Fluff, smut

Word count:727 words

Character: Mingyu x Reader

You were tired from your work, no tired is an underestimation, you are exhausted. Your boss gave you a pile load of work and expected it to be done within the day so you have to work overtime. If not only for your high-paying salary you would have quit years ago. You got to your car heading home. You opened your door and Kim Mingyu, your husband, greeted you with a tight hug.

“How was your day?” his sweet husky voice entered your ear and you instantly relaxed a bit.

 “Tired” you answered tiredly but still smiling. You get to the couch and he put you into his lap cuddling you.

“Aw my poor baby, your boss overworked you again?” You nodded like a child getting pity from your parent.

“Let me get you something to eat” he kissed your forehead and then got up heading to the kitchen.

 You followed him like a puppy and sat down on the high stool. You watched Mingyu prepare the ingredients, chopping the garlic and onions and then putting them in the pan. You watched his beautiful and broad back, and how his bicep contracted while he cook. You are so lucky to have him as your husband. He takes very good care of you plus his food is beyond amazing. You are wondering how he got such a perfect body when his food is so delicious you could eat them forever without getting tired of them. Mingyu is a chef and he owns a restaurant just a few blocks from your home. So whenever you are craving something Mingyu always tends to your food cravings.

You can now smell his cooking and your mouth is already salivating.

“Dinner is ready” he said and put two plates in the high stool table. You are too tired to organize the table so you both settled to eat in the high stool counter. He cooked your favorite Pasta Carbonara. It was so delicious you ate two servings.

“Thank you for the meal,” you said then kissed him

“No worries babe, anytime” he winked at you before he turned around to clean the dishes.

You hugged him from behind while he was cleaning the dishes and he looked at you, “You want anything babe?” he asked

“Hm.. just want to hug you,” you said and closed your eyes feeling his warmth. He continued to wash the dishes, and after he was done he wiped his hands and hugged you back.

“Still tired?” he asked and you responded “yea but a little less now” then smiled at him

“Let’s go to the bedroom I’ll massage your back” he took your hand assisting you to your shared bedroom. He took your top off and then put oil in your back, he laid you down and massaged your back.

You can feel his large warm hands in your back and it feels so good. “hmm” you moaned quietly at the sensation, you can feel the tension from your shoulder loosen.

“feels good?” he whispered to your ear and it sent shivers to your back. He noticed that and he chuckled.

“Want me to make you feel good babe?” now he is asking you in his seductive voice “yes please” you answered submissively. He kissed your lower back before he guided your hips to arch back. He removed your remaining clothes. You can feel his breath in your sensitive part, he kissed your inner thighs before he guided his mouth to your sensitive mound. He licked it and it made you squeal, you felt him chuckle from down there. He continued playing your private part with his tongue then he put his fingers inside of you. It felt so good as his hands play with your mound tickling something inside you. He moved his hand inside and out of you faster and you felt something inside you tightening, “I’m gonna come” you said with a staggering breath and he continued to make you feel good until liquid rushed out from your pussy to his mouth, he licked it clean. “I love you,” you said while panting “I love you too baby, can you take more?” he asked you with a smirk, challenging you. “Of course,” you said accepting his challenge. You are so lucky to have him, not only good in the kitchen but also in bed.

To be continued...

#mingyu #kim mingyu #mingyu au #mingyu fanfic #mingyu fluff #seventeen mingyu #seventeen fic #seventeen smut #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fluff #seventeen #svt #svt fanfic #svt fluff #svt smut #mingyu x reader #mingyu imagines #mingyu smut #mingyu angst #mingyu husband #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen au

[musicalmystery]

you should write a scene with y/n and wonka where wonka walks in on y/n having a panic/anxiety attack and he helps her through it

The Storm Will Pass

Trigger warning: panic attack, cruel inner thoughts

Today been stressful to say the least. First it started raining, then my car wouldn't start, my boss yelled at me because I was late,and I had to walk home. When I got home I was absolutely miserable I found it difficult to breath. It was like my body didn't want to inhale the air. ‘Come on. It's just breathing. It’s so easy why can’t you just do it. You’re pathetic, just calm down. Come down. Just calm down!’

I tried to just these thoughts off but they just wouldn’t stop.They were just making things worse and stressed me out more. I sat on the floor and pulled my knees to my chest and try to breath rapidly. The only thing that I could hear was the sound of my rapid heartbeat. Everything was unfocused it was all too much.

I faintly heard Willy walk in, he kneeled in front of my and said something before rushing off and quickly came back and wrapped me in a patted blanket and pulled me to his chest. And whispered something in a calming voice. The sound of his calm and steady heartbeat helped calm me down and the patted blanket made me feel protected. It was like a big, warm, comforting hug. Willy always knew what to do. I eventually was able to focus and started breathing normally. Then I remembered that he have a date tonight. “I’m sorry that I ruined our date-”

“Don’t you dare apologize.” Willy said in a uncharacteristically stern voice with a serious expression. “I love you and as much as I love going on dates with you your mental health is more important. I know that your anxiety hasn’t been easy for you and it doesn’t always seem like it but the storm will pass, I promise.” I teared up at that and hugged him burying my face in the crook of his neck. He hugged me tightly and kissed the top of my head. At that moment I knew that everything was going to be okay and that I have a amazing boyfriend to help me. He later invented a chocolate to help me calm down with honey, lavender, and butterfly milk (whatever that is).

#willy wonka x reader #hurt/comfort #panic attack #wonka movie #wonka x reader #willy wonka

[markeronacomputer]

Abstracted Heart, Mind and Soul

Art I kinda pushed out of an AU/concept that I need someone to write for me because I have too many WIPs.

I call this the “Abstraction AU” (unrelated to the Amazing Digital Circus, but does share some similarities), and here’s how it works:

The Basics

Inspired by Core Suppressions from Lobotomy Corporation

Basically, whenever one of the three undergoes extreme stress, they “Abstract” into one of these forms

The Headspace basically stops working the way it’s supposed to until the transformation is reversed: the way it’s affected depends on who’s Abstracting

The transformation only wears off once the side passes out: which sounds like it would result in a big boss fight or something

BUT, luckily for them, since Abstracting is basically letting out all your emotions and strength and fighting with all you’ve got, it is EXHAUSTING

so once it’s happened they’re typically not conscious for any more than an hour

Contrary to what you might guess at first, the side is still “themselves” while Abstracting: it’s just difficult to tell since the stress that causes the transformation also makes them act irrational and overly violent

Despite this, post-transformation, the side typically doesn’t have memories of what happened during the fight… until a few hours after waking up

It can happen to the same person more than once, but to Abstract for the first time you have to be pushed PARTICULARLY far

After that it gets a bit easier for it to happen again, like you’ve given into your inner monster

To further emphasise that, they all get “battle scars” from their first time Abstracting that stay with them for the rest of their lives

And to go into what the first time abstracting was like for each individual:

Heart

Abstraction is usually caused by intense stress.

While this is still true in Heart’s case, since being emotional is his job description, he needs to be pushed further than the others in order to Abstract

(because if that wasn’t the case, he would Abstract all the time)

Anyways, his first time probably came after days on end of extreme trauma

Specifically, trauma that neither Mind nor Soul did anything to try and stop

He likely Abstracted out of view from the others, and they didn’t even notice until Soul was like “wait why isn’t my trident working”

As Heart is… the heart of the Headspace, when he Abstracts, magic stops working there

His design was obviously based off of biblically accurate angels, as well as a Beholder from DND but without eyes so it would look like a heart

You’d think he’d be biased towards Mind while like that, but no- he goes after Soul.

He expected Mind to ignore him, but Soul? It’s his job to make sure things are alright with him, so why’d he just abandon him?

Even without the benefit of the Trident, though, I imagine Abstracted Heart wouldn’t be all too difficult for them to take down if they really tried their best, so he goes down rather quickly

After he wakes up, his head’s basically just in one big blur for a while until the memories start to come back

Then he just starts shaking and hugging them while constantly muttering apologies (even though he still has EVERY RIGHT to be mad)

”Battle scars” take the form of purple(-er) wings, fangs and a halo

Mind

Mind’s is a pretty different case

While his was also caused by days of repeated trauma, as Abstractions tend to be, his problem is that he kept trying to bottle it up and only started to show even the tiniest cracks just before the transformation

(after all, I don’t think they’d take a chance like that again after what happened with Heart)

He likely Abstracted right in front of Heart and Soul

His design was based off of UFOs, obviously, as well as a brain and spine. The eyelashes are meant to look like the sun’s rays

When he Abstracts, all laws of physics in the Headspace basically stop working and the place gets even weirder than normal

Despite having the advantage of Soul’s trident this time, taking him down is a lot harder since he’s metal: the key is to tire him out

When he wakes up after the fact, he’s even more of an asshole than usual, but mainly because he’s still tired and stressed

He gets all quiet once the memories start to come back to him though, like he feels bad about attacking them so violently but doesn’t really know how to express it

”Battle scars” take the form of rhombus-shaped pupils and back spikes

Soul

If you’re a time loop fan, then Soul Abstracting is typically what restarts the loop

He was designed to be the most humanoid to show that he was the closest to Whole, with three heads because… you know why

When he Abstracts, he fuses with his trident, the Headspace becomes black and white, and starts slowly to fall apart

Heart and Mind do not stand a CHANCE in this fight, hence why his Abstraction is inevitably what restarts the loop

However, if by some chance they lasted long enough for things to go back to normal, I imagine Soul would be… surprisingly nice after going back to normal

It’s like finally letting it all out made him calm down a bit. He’s still pretty awkward around them, but better than you might think

Even when the memories come back, sure he kinda shuts himself in for a bit and avoids talking about it, but he’s not as closed off as Mind is

Battle scars take the form of his right eye becoming normal (as in not identical to his left eye as seen in the art), and the left side of his face being covered in black (to match his face in his Abstracted form)

#chonny jash #cccc #cccc heart #cccc mind #cccc soul #chonny Jash au #chonny’s charming chaos compendium

[ben-the-hyena]

What are your thoughts on Kung-Fu Panda 4?

Kind of like Wish (still liked it better tho, Wish was just "okay")

In itself, a good movie I liked, I was surprised to love Zheng (is that how it's spelled ?) when I was sure I'd hate how she was shoehorned in the franchise but no she was touching and fun, the humor held up, even if she were not deep I liked the Chameleon (I guess a franchise does need at least one villain who hss no trauma and is jist evil because, she was still likable and charismatic and not exagerated), Mr Ping and Li Shan were amazing and hilarious together (you can't tell me they are not married at this point), I thought I would hate how the Furious Five were not there but they were given a satisfying explanation why that truly made it feel like Po's own journey this time and it felt like all was forgiven when they appear at the very end, Tai Lung was there and even if I was disappointed we were actually clickbaited and lied to (HE DOESN'T BECOME GOOD OR APPEAR MUCH !?!?! FUCK YOU !!!!!), he still finally found solace and a form of redemption or at least a path closer to it by finally being at peace with Po and accepting him as the dragon warrior and grow respect for him which was enough for my 10 years old soul to have found inner peace and feel feels about him. My baby, he finally healed...

But as the way it was advertised... a fucking joke. We were lied to for Tai Lung, Shifu was useless to the plot and made into a joke, Po's new status was super simplified as a magical power, I don't like the different style for the new characters they don't feel like belonging to the KFP universe, the Dragon Warrior is supposed to be known all across China but now only the Valley knows about him, not enough serious moments for too much comedy (it was good sure, but really not the balance the first 2 movies had), speaking of which SO many retcons (LORD SHEN NEVER WAS A KUNG FU MASTER !?! NOR WENT TO THE SPIRITS REALM, HE LITERALLY FUCKING DIED !?!?! ANF KAI WASN'T A MASTER EITHER ?!?!) and oversimplification (magic used to be subtle in the mortal world in the franchise. Now suddenly a DBZ/final boss type of fight really ?), and ALL THE FUCKING WASTED POTENTIAL WHEN YOU READ ALL THAT WAS GIVEN UP ON BY THE SHITTY DIRECTOR WHO DARED CALLING THE ONE OF THE FIRST MOVIES A NOBODY (Then I am told *I* disrespect her for shipping a ship she sees as friends !?!) AND IN FACT PLANNED WORSE (LIVE ACTION !? HUMANS ?! NO FURIOUS FIVE AT ALL ?! NO BACKGROUND STORIES FOR THE CHAMELEON AND ZHENG AT ALL SO THEY HAD TO CRAM THEM LAST MINUTE ?! *HE* IS A NOBODY) AND WE WILL NEVER HAVE HER AMAZING IDEAS I'D HABE FUCKING KILLED AS A 10 YEARS TO EVER SEE BUT NEVER EVER WILL BECAUSE OF HIM AND THE MOVIE IS DONE !?!? (Tai Lung truly being part of the plot and redeeming and having closure with Shifu, I fucking would have loved and cried)

ALL WASTED FOREVER BECAUSE IN ANIMATION THERE NEVER IS ANY SNYDER CUT BECAUSE IT'S SEEN AS A SUBART FOR CHILDREN BY EXECS ?!?

*pants*

*inhales*

So I'll say I liked it, as much as the 3rd in fact, but knowing how much better it could have been if it were not given to an egocentric manchild who understood nothing about the heart and soul of tge first trilogy and how much better the concepts are 10 years old me had been wishing for and would have finally found closure in but I will never, *ever* have this closure about Tai Lung and I wilm never ever see them animated and voiced because his return was wasted because of HIM, it makes me mad and sad...

#sad #angry #WHY #movie #kung fu panda #reaction gif #ask #spoilers #weirdgirl92 #moi #i will never have the Tai Lung redemption I was waiting for for 16 years and was sure the franchise would give us one day... #tho at least him canonically finally accepting he is not the dragon warrior and bowing to po can give hopes for headcanons #wish #concepts #DREAMWORKS I'M MAD AT YOU

[pleasantlycrazyworld]

Keeping warm

Eddie Munson x female reader. 

Summary: Eddie and you have to cuddle to stay warm during a snowstorm due to the heater breaking. 

Italic is inner thoughts 

Author notes: I live in Ohio and it’s been snowing so much lately, while watching the snow fall this idea popped into my head. I hope you enjoy :) Also if you ever wanted to play with Eddie’s hair this is for you ;) 

You and Eddie have just started dating. Well, it’s been two months and those two months have been magical. Eddie loved you, and you loved him. Neither have said those specific words just yet but you both knew. Eddie was over the moon that you two got together, it still feels like a dream to him honestly he never thought you would agree to a date let alone a relationship but here you two are. And he was over the moon that Wayne loved you too. You were so persistent on meeting his uncle and he was nervous to introduce the two of you but he had no reason to be worried. That night might forever be one of his favorite memories. You wanted to make dinner for everyone and Wayne was able to convenience his boss to let him have the night off. You made an amazing dinner and that was the first gold star that you earned from Wayne. The second was when you took care of Eddie and him that night, you made the food, made the plates, and refused any help from Wayne. Usually, he would hate to have someone do all the work but you were so sweet but determined to have the two men relax and that was what he likes about you. You know what you want but you go about it in a sweet way, which usually helps you get what you want. 

Tonight was supposed to be date night but Eddie tried to cancel due to his van breaking down. “Babe I can’t pick you up for tonight, I’m so sorry I know we’ve been planning this forever but my van broke down and I can’t fix it until tomorrow afternoon. But I swear I’ll make it up to you.” Now you know he didn’t do this on purpose but you were still very disappointed. So you made a plan. You got your best friend to drive you to the trailer park and you showed up with pizza and Eddie’s favorite snacks. You could tell on the phone that he was having a hard day and there was no way you were going to leave him by himself when he wasn’t having a good day. 

You slipped through the door to the trailer, surprising Eddie. There he was on the couch, shocked to see you with your arms full of food and goodies. “Baby? What are you doing here? Shit, let me help you” Eddie takes the food from your arms and sits it all on the counter. “I know I should’ve called but you seemed so upset on the phone and I really wanted to see you so I got a ride and picked some stuff up for a date night in.” Hearing this makes Eddie realize how much he really does love you. “I am sorry that my van decided to ditch us on date night but I’m so happy to see you” Eddie leans in and kisses you softly. Nothing but love is felt through the soft touch of their lips. 

Pulling away the two of them just look each other in the eyes for a moment. Contemplating about how amazing the other person is. Eddie softly grips your hand and pulls you to the couch. There was a movie already on the small television but neither could bring themselves to care about it. Eddie starts to tell you about his day and you just listen to everything he has to say while playing with his hair. Eddie feels himself relax even more within your touch. 

All of the sudden a weird and awfully loud noise breaks through the trailer. Scaring the both of you, Eddie leaps off the couch and is already in a fighting stance. “What the hell was that?” Then you feel a coolness hit her. When did it get so cold in here?

Feeling the cold himself  Eddie groans. “Of course, the heater decides to break on the day it starts to snow.” Just from the look on Eddie’s face, you can see that all the tension that just left his body came right back in.  “Aw honey, it’s okay! I’m sure it’s an easy fix.” you go over to the heater and it is not an easy fix. But you are determined to make the end of the day good for Eddie. “So the heater is definitely broken but it’s okay.” Y/N’s voice echoes through the trailer but she is no longer by the heater. Eddie doesn’t know how he lost her but he has. Where the hell did she go? 

You come back to the living room with her arms full of blankets, sweatshirts, sweatpants, and fuzzy socks. “Here you change into some of the clothes while I go put the blankets into the dryer.” Eddie feels his heart melt all over again. This girl is going to be the death of me. 

When you come back into the living room and see Eddie dressed in a black hoodie, a pair of warmer black sweats, and bright pink fuzzy socks with hearts all over them. You can’t help but giggle at the sight in front of her and she quickly snaps a picture of him with their polaroid camera. Eddie gives her a funny look “What? You told me to change into warmer clothes” All you can do is shake your head and go to plop all the blankets onto the couch. “I’m going to change and heat the pizza back up, you get comfy and find us something to watch baby” kissing his cheek you disappear into his bedroom to change into some of his clothes. Emerging from the back of the trailer you reappear in front of Eddie with the pizza and his heart stops. “ I think I just died. There’s an angel in front of me babe. What do I do?” Laughing at Eddie’s dramatics all you do is kiss him and fall into his lap. “What did you decide to watch?”  “Well, I chose the classic (your favorite movie/show)” Humming softly and playing with one of his curls “that sounds great babe.” 

Today wasn’t the best day for Eddie, but you made sure it was a good night, and damn did you succeed. 

Bonus: After finishing almost the entire pizza between the two of you, Eddie ended up falling asleep laying on your chest with you playing with his hair and kissing his forehead you allow yourself to doze off as well and this is how Wayne found the two of you when he is let off work early due to the snow storm. Smiling softly at the sight in front of him, Wayne goes and grabs your polaroid and snaps a photo for you two to see when you get up.

If you enjoyed please consider liking, commenting, and reblogging it means the world! And Request are always open <3 

#Eddie munson #eddie and wayne munson #uncle wayne #eddie imagines #eddie imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x plus size reader #eddie munson fem!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x y/n

[tarotwithavi]

Pick a picture : messages from the fairies 🧚‍♀️

Pile 1 Pile 2 Pile 3

Short note : this is a general reading take what resonates and leave the rest ;) and please ignore any typos. And remember Fairies are always protecting you!

｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆｡･:**:･ﾟ☆

Pile 1

Hello pile 1 ! The fairies want to tell you that prepare yourself for upcoming abundance!! You are becoming your own boss and being financially independent. Your finances are improving . But for that you have to release any mental blockages you may have. You might become the leader of a group project. You are attracting new opportunities for yourself. You were in the hermit mode for sometimes now you are opening up yourself in front of others and coming out of your comfort zone. You are being more outgoing . You are attracting lots of luck in the meantime. You are healing and. The happy fairy of sunshine is lighting up your life so enjoy!! You are going to be more creative and bring many ideas to life. If you've been busy between to works you are going to finish them soon. You are going to perform something soon and I see a success? I got dancer maybe some sort of competition? You are going to receive a love message from someone soon. This person can be from LA. This person is very charming. Some of you are going to experience love at first sight!! Rose, 777 , 2222 , it is meant to be, make the effort, these are some of the messages I heard.

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Pile 2

Hello pile 2 ! The fairies are telling you to let go of that toxic relationship or obsession. There are many good things that want to enter your life but you being obsessed with other things aren't allowing them to enter. I got a feeling that someone here is extremely obsessed with a celebrity , please let them go. Your soul mate is waiting for you it's not them. Your soul mate wants to enter your life but you are too attached to others and it's hurting them . You need to nurture yourself and set healthy boundaries. The nature is giving you signs please acknowledge them. Nature talks to us continually we just need to open our hearts and minds. The fairies are telling you to ground yourself. Do you have a habit of collecting rocks? Because that's amazing! The fairies are telling you that you don't have to know everything all The time. 1111/111 , red spider lily, South Asian beauty, power, American, poker face, chubby cheeks, brunette, blue eyes these are some of the messages I heard.

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Pile 3

Hello pile 3 ! First of all if you had an argument with a friend the fairies are telling you to please talk to them, this is only a misunderstanding. Fairies and humans alike need friends. Now is the time to seek out those who will support and encourage you on your journey to fulfill your dreams. The fairies want you to find balance between your work , rest and playtime. To take a power nap. Don't let your ego and pride get in the way of your success. The fairies are preparing something new and magical for you. Look forward to new changes. You are attracting lots of luck for yourself. You are getting clarification on your situation. You are transforming into your new self . I see you accepting you inner child and being playful and childlike. For some of you I suggest you tondo inner work bring out you wounded inner child. Please accept yourself just as your are and you don't need to fit in someone else's box. Don't ever change yourself for others. And stop staying up late it's is not good your health. Take proper rest and give yourself enough time to Sleep. Colored hair, Vietnam, London, secret admirer, celebrity, carnation, and a big yess! These are some of the messages I heard.

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[inkspecter]

A 2023 Guide to Scientifically Advanced Clown Husbandry Techniques

I’ve started asking robots their opinions on clown husbandry so please enjoy and be sure to reblog with any corrections you have! [Photo also made by robots]

Clown husbandry can be an enjoyable and rewarding activity, but it does require careful management and advanced techniques if you wish to get the most out of your clowns. Here in this guide, we'll discuss some of the scientifically advanced techniques that will help ensure your clowns stay healthy and thrive.

Consider the Clown’s Dietary Needs

Have you ever wondered what keeps clowns so cheerful and energetic? The answer lies in their diet. These jolly performers have a sweet tooth - but not just for any ordinary candy. Oh no, they crave something much more delicious and messy: pies! Whether it's apple, cherry, or even the classic cream flavor, clowns can't resist a good pie to chow down on. And who can blame them? With each bite, they're transported to a world of sugary bliss and childlike wonder. So next time you see a clown with a suspiciously full belly, just know that they indulged in their favorite treat - and it's all part of the job.

Setting up a Safe Clown Habitat

Do you know what's scarier than clowns? Clowns without a safe habitat! It's time to set up a sanctuary for these playful performers. But we can't just put them in any old space - we need a special place that's clown-proof. And what's a clown-proof space? A big top, of course! Not only will it protect them from the elements, but it will also provide them with plenty of space to practice their juggling, balloon animals, and other tricks of the trade. So let's get to work, folks, and make sure our clown friends have a safe and happy home.

Training Your Clowns to Perform Amazing Tricks

When it comes to training your clowns, it's not all fun and games (well, okay, it is mostly fun and games). But trust me, it's worth the effort when you see them perform jaw-dropping tricks that will make your audience laugh, gasp, and maybe even wet their pants a little. And let's face it, a good clown act can make or break a party. So grab your big red nose and get to work, my friend. It's time to unleash your inner circus ringleader and show those clowns who's boss!

Improving Clown Hygiene

At the end of the day, clown hygiene is no laughing matter. From cleaning the wigs to keeping costumes bright, you'll need to take a few extra steps to ensure that your clowns stay clean and presentable for their beloved audience. After all, nobody wants to hug a smelly clown! Unless they're a tramp clown. They sometimes like to be a bit odiferous. So stock up on plenty of soap, water, and a good supply of clown wipes to keep your clowns clean and healthy. You'll thank yourself later!

Avoiding Dangerous Pranks and Practical Jokes

We all love a good laugh, but let's admit it - sometimes, we take it too far. Nobody wants to be the culprit of a prank gone wrong, especially when it puts someone in danger. We're all for being the life of the party, but let's not make it a matter of life and death. Stick with the classics, like whoopee cushions and fake vomit, and avoid anything involving explosives or sharp objects. So let's keep it safe, folks, and remember - friendship is magic, but a hospital bill is not.

The world of clowns is full of laughter, joviality, and entertainment. If you want to join in the fun, be sure to keep your clown’s dietary needs in mind; pies and sweets are always greatly appreciated by our big-nosed friends! Furthermore, you’ll need a large tent or big top to house your clowns – trust us, they don’t fit inside small bungalows! Gather the best props and tricks for clown performances beforehand; it may take some practice and patience from both the clowns and their trainers but it’s worth it for a show that will produce life-long memories. Hygiene should also be kept in check: ensure your clowns are clean and bright to make them sparkle just as much as their sequined outfits. While practical jokes might seem like a good idea at first, always remember that no one likes an unhappy clown – so choose only harmless fun when pulling pranks!

#clown core #clownblr #clown #clown oc #clownery #clown collection #clowncore #clown husbandry #clowns

[hearteyes-for-killmonger]

Dark Therapy

Imagine: Erik is your therapist encouraging you to get in touch with your inner villain.

Something was off about your therapist and his methods. Three months ago you were a people pleasing approval seeker. Gradually, with his help, you changed. Typically, that would be an ideal step in the right direction, but when you brought up your NEW tendency to seek revenge, his response was for you to explore it.. Give into in to impulse.

"Revenge is valid," he'd said. "Perhaps your catharsis is on the other side. Let the injured you heal however it must. You owe that to yourself. "

After sleeping with your co-worker's husband and breaking up their family on some petty shit, you felt bad. It didn't fix anything. She pissed you off before you did it and after.

"You just need to think bigger," Dr. Stevens said. "Your revenge wasn’t an act FOR you, it was an act AGAINST her. Finding the midpoint would ensure that you walk away better than how you walked in."

You knew something was wrong then. Still.. You found yourself plotting in the journal he'd told you to keep. You planned the ultimate tour of vengeance against your co-worker, your boss, and your step-dad. Step by step you carried out your plan and recorded it all, bringing the journal back to your therapist who read it like it was a New York Best Seller, laughing at spots in between

"You really pissed in your boss' coffee and served it," he grinned. "HE LIKED IT..."

"He wants it prepared that way every morning. Said whatever shot I added made me good for something."

"Attagirl." He reads on. "You blackmailed your co-worker's husband and finessed money for your car payment, that's what I'm talking about," he reached out to give you dap. "And gluing your step-dad's dick-hole shut? That's already genius but the GERBIL!"

"Was kinda hard to get in him while he was sleep."

"This is amazing.. You did amazing. How do you feel?"

"Evil.. I don't know if I can keep this up. I don't like being the bad person."

"Okay.. but what is evil? Who defines evil and to what gain? Instead of thinking in terms that do not serve you, try thinking in a way that will. Good and evil are not polar opposites, they are shades of grey."

You thought about what he said. You took it home and milled over it until your next session which brings us into the present.

"I don't think I can see you again."

"Why not?

"I started seeing you three months ago for my childhood trauma and instead of healing, I've never been angrier."

"Anger is an emotion that you meet on your way to healing. The process takes time."

"Right now, more than anything I need time to get away and think," you sigh. "I asked my boss-"

"Don't ask- take."

"Right... Look, this isn't working out for me. Do you have a referral?"

"I do, but that's not what you need. You still have these rigid rules in your mind and if you could blur them, you'd learn what your boss and his boss already know.. what I'm trying to show you.. there is no evil, no black and white, no reason for you to be under this much duress.. Free yourself."

"I don't know if I can be so FREE."

"It's easy. Turn it off, the fear, the second thoughts, the what ifs, the doubt, the caring too much. Turn it all off and see what you do. Come back next week with your journal. I wanna read it all.."

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[matherofdragons]

Spy x Family Musical

The musical was amazingly well done. From the set to the performance!

I saw 15.03.2023 13:00 musical starring: Hiroki Suzuki; Mirei Sasaki; Miharu Izawa and Tsubasa Takizawa as Loid, Yor, Anya and Yuri.

Tldr:

>Loid's reason to become a spy

>Operation Strix

>Adoption of Anya

>Mentioning the labs

>Anya getting kidnapped

>Anya getting rescued

>Anya passing the exam

>Yor talking about being unmarried

>Yor's call to Yuri and Garden

>Princess Lorraine or whatever

>Meeting Yor

>Party with Yor

>Proposal

>Moving in

>Going to the ooting

>Yuri and SSS appear

>We got an SSS song

MAMORU MAMORU MAMORU

>Act ends right before the big exam

Act 2

>Sylvia song

>Meeting Sylvia to talk about Anya's achievements, the tag was mentioned

>Eden interview

>The Baldie

>Cow fight

>Henderson had a song about Elegance

>The Interview itself

>Passing

>BONDMAN appearance. Like real Bondoman and Princess Honey

>Yuri visits

>The kiss

>Then Fiona visits

>TSUKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

>Then it shifted to the castle episode where Yor and Loid fought against one another

Actual Review

The Hall:

The hall was enormous, and my seat had a good view of the stage. It was very comfortable and it didn't feel as if you were sitting for a few hours because you were too focused on the musical itself. The hall was of course full of people raging from young to old. I even supported a small Anya cosplayer. She was "tots adorbs".

The Musical:

This was my first time going to a musical and I was excited. It was separated into two acts and the transitions were very organic.

The Set:

The set was amazing. From rotating buildings to actual screens that contributed to the set. The screens were used to introduce characters, and to show us the infamous animal scene from the beloved source material. They were also used to show us the spy dialogue between Loid and Fiona and to introduce Sylvia. Special mention goes to the one screen that popped up a few times with the face of Donovan Desmond. (He looked like an Italian Mafia Boss.)

ACT 1:

Act 1 started with the instruction of the Handler and Loid. I was instantly mesmerized by Handler's voice. Not only was it similar to the anime voice actress but also it was so melodic. Hander's voice stuck in my head. It was that good. After that, we got the song of Twilight. I would like to mention that we got the infamous rumble chair from the manga and small [Redacted]. Some of the chairs from the covers do appear in the musical like Yor's Red chair. It was a small detail but it really struck me how much they incorporated it into the musical. Suzuki-san played his Loid role so well that I thought it was Loid. And his singing voice was great. He has a rich and deep voice.

Here is where I want I want to talk about how they presented their inner thoughts. They used the lighting to paint a soft dark bluish light to the others and point the white projector to the one who was having an inner thought. Sometimes characters would even do weird actions that we perceive as things in their head.

After we were introduced to Loid we were shown how Operation Strixxx came into action. The iconic “You need to find a child in a few days” line was included. Unlike in the manga, the whole talk about Operation Strixxx was between Sylvia and Loid.

The scenes flowed really nicely into one another. After that, we had a song about how Anya and Loid met one another. Anya’s actress was adorable. She captivated the character well in speech and mannerisms. She was neutral on the stage.

When Anya got kidnapped I liked how Loid’s disguise was played by another actor but we saw Loid next to him which indicated we saw his brain process too.

Also, a cute moment happened when Anya was singing about herself, about things she liked and disliked and then she said: And my favourite thing…chichi. It was so cute I could melt.

It was interesting that Eden got its song performed by Sylvia and Henderson. Their voices matched well. 95% was just singing and dancing and it was glorious.

After Anya’s successful exam, we sadly didn’t see Kento Kinouchi become a Female Franky but we saw how Franky was becoming a good uncle. When Loid went to get the stolen papers about the single females after he left Franky kicked the chair in annoyance and it was one of the funniest things I have seen. Kento brought the character to life. Goated performance.

One of the cutest scenes in this arc was Loid passing out after seeing that Anya passed and instead of laying on the ground, we saw him laying on the sofa as the scene moved flawlessly to the mailman coming and realizing Anya has no mama.

Yor appeared before the meeting of course. Kudos to the actresses playing the Horrible trio, this is the 3rd dimension where I don’t like those characters (actresses did great). There was a nice scene of Yor calling Yuri and we saw him striking his head out of the window (RED CHAIR APPEARANCE).

Yor meeting Anya and Loid was magical. The singing, the lil gremlin pulling the strings, the background music. I loved it.

They managed to combine the fighting scene with the party well. I like that we even got to see the car, even though it blinded me.

The proposal was perfect too. I like how the Hermes Bag Yor has made an appearance and after the party, Loid took Yor’s coat and then carried her bag. Precious.

The “ooting” scenes were so well made too. You could feel Loid’s desperation in his voice. Granny came to the rescue tho when she called them a “Wonderful family”.

After that, we had a wonderful song about the SSS. While they were singing about protecting their county, Yuri was singing about the fact that his sister didn’t tell him about her marriage. The song was kino tho.

Act 1 ends before the big interview.

ACT 2:

Act 2 started with a Sylvia song. I stan. Her voice is amazing and we need more Handler songs. We were introduced to the scene with Sylvia’s new jacket and Loid telling her about Anya’a achievements. The execution was on par with the anime.

The highlight of this act was the Eden Interview. I loved Henderson’s performance. It was truly elegant. And yes they did change clothes in 5 seconds it is possible. The interview was following the anime and it was really satisfying to see prof. Henderson punch the “swine” in real life. I wish I could rewind and see it again. Anya’s answers were really cute and the whole theatre was politely laughing (this is Japan after all). Another cool thing was that after we saw Yor thoughts about killing someone so Anya can move up on the Eden waiting list.

Did I mention how surprised I was when I saw the cow on stage? The cow deserves better honesty. I want to compliment Yor’s actress (or the double) for performing gymnastic tricks for us. We were as surprised as Loid.

Yuri coming to the Folgers was another peak event. I loved the whole scene. Especially Yuri calling Loid “LOTTIIEEEEE”. How dare Lottie and Yor try to kiss!? Unforgivable! It was hilarious when Yor was saying: “I forgot to tell you” and “I must have forgotten that I forgot” or something like this, Loid dropped not 1 but 2 plates. The shocked expression of Loid was worth spending money on the musical.

After that, we saw the real MVP of the show, no not Franky, but Bondman. Yeah, Bondman came out of the tiny screen for us. He managed to save Princess Honey.

Coincidently after Yuri fiasco, we were introduced to Fiona. It is the same as in the manga but it was funny to see the following convo:

>You should conceal your emotions

>So I should have a poker face all the time

>That’s not what I meant

Fiona’s actress was wonderful. I loved her performance. Fiona singing about how much she loves Loid was a bit weird. “Senpai SUKIIIIIIII” appeared and it was executed perfectly. The scene with Anya saying how much she loves Yor was adorable.

The act’s ending was shifted to the castle episode. Franky being an instigator was amazing especially when he tried to talk like Anya. We got to see a really neat fight between Yorticia and Loid. Evil Franky was precious.

The musical ended with the grand final performance, a song mirroring the opening one about “Phase 2” (Phase 2 of Operation Strixxx that is). Everyone joined it and it was so good. Kudos to all singers, back performers and the orchestra. They all did an amazing job. The whole musical was one of a kind. It was amazing and I had really good time.

#spy x family #loid forger #anya forger #yor forger #agent twilight #loid x yor #sxf musical #spy x family Musical #musical #Japan #yuri briar #fiona frost #sylvia sherwood #elegance

[blooming-violets]

Omggg (IDK if u liked it or not but I'm gonna shoot my shot) I wish u would write a sub! peter fic, idk I just feel that with the way u write it would be awesome

I might have one in the works for the bingo prompts but who knows when I'll ever actually get back to those so let's headcanon the sub!peter in the mean time! [x]

[TASM!Peter Parker x fem!Reader]

Sub!Peter would be all about your pleasure. His entire existence is devoted to you and making sure you're taken care of. You are his number one priority.

Being Spider-Man means being in charge and holding authority and certain standards. He needs to constantly come out on top when he's in the suit. By the time he gets home, all he wants is to give up all his control. He wants to put himself into your hands. He wants you to lead him and instruct him on anything you want. He doesn't want to have to think. You are his puppet master.

On the opposite end, your working as an underpaid employee in your job with a tyrant of a boss. You spend your working hours feeling helpless and overlooked. When you get home to Peter, it's nice to feel like you have the power for once. He allows you to regain that sense of control that you lose during the day.

aaannd the rest is going under a read more (18+):

His own gratification wouldn't even be a thought in his head. It's up to you to decide when and if he gets to cum. He wants you to use him whenever and where ever you so desire. He's your very willing plaything.

You love putting him in handcuffs especially when their locked over his head so you get to admire the bulging of his biceps. You both know that Peter could easily break out of them in a second if he so desired but he plays the part of the good submissive and dutifully stays bound for you.

Part of your play is that he's not allowed to touch you unless you tell him so. Sometimes Peter forgets those rules or can't help himself. He's almost constantly trying to nuzzle his face into your neck or wrapping a hand around your waist. You often have to sternly tell him to have patience and force yourself to step away from him for a moment to break the contact. As much you as secretly love his attention, you need to remind him who's the one calling all the shots.

Peter Parker is the king of eating pussy. The majority of his role as a sub is do nothing but pleasure you with his mouth. It's something he's more than happy to oblige in.

You sat on the edge of the bed with Peter on his knees in front of you. His arms were cuffed behind his back and he let out a soft moan as you leaned foreword to cup his face in your hands to kiss him.

His warm eyes fluttered open when you pulled away. His head tilts up to you like he was trying to keep himself as close to your lips as he possibly can.

"Let me worship you...please," he practically whimpers out his beg to please you.

You let your hand run through his soft locks of hair and come to a rest on the back of his neck. You can't help but lean forward and kiss him again.

"I love you," you whisper when you pull away.

A smile breaks out on his face, "I love you, too. So much. Please, let me show you. Let me show you how much." You can hear the pure desire and need that is heavy in voice.

You spread your legs wide for him as an open invitation.

Peter's mouth parts, practically salivating at the sight before him, and he clumsily shuffles closer to fit himself in the gap you provided for him. His lips quickly find your inner thigh and shower your flesh with kisses. Soft and sensual as he moves closer to the treasure he's searching for. You get a quick glimpse of how hard his cock is at the mere sight of you before the top of his head blocks the view. A low groan rumbles in the back of his throat the second his tongue makes contact with your pussy.

You angle your hips up from the mattress to give him the best access. His soft, lapping tongue on your clit is so familiar and, yet, every time it never ceases to amaze you at how well he's able to make you feel. He's forever enthusiastic and relentless with his ministrations until he has you squirming above him. Your gasping breath becomes desperate for your release. Every lick makes you curl your toes and arch your back. The more turned on you get, the louder his own moaning becomes. He's getting off on the fact that he can pleasure you so efficiently with his hands tied behind his back.

You reach down to grab a fistful of his hair. He purposely keeps it longer knowing you love to use it as a way to control him. You push the back of his head harder between your legs, mashing your wet cunt against his face, as you grind over his tongue.

"Right there, Pete. Fuck. I'm close," you moan and close your eyes.

The waves of pleasure rolling through you come to a head and you spasm against his face. A loud cry rips from your throat and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you fall back against the mattress.

But Peter doesn't stop his assault on your sensitive clit. He keeps lapping your tender flesh in an earnest flurry of passion until you have to rip him away by a tuft of his hair.

He forces himself up onto his feet and falls on top of you, unable to hold himself up with his locked arms. His tongue trails up your stomach and over to your breasts. He can't keep his mouth away from your body. You allow him to suck and bite on your nipples, enjoying the feeling of his body weight over you, until your writhing underneath him once more. The head of his stiff cock is pressed at your gaping entrance but he refused to push it any further unless you give him the okay.

When you can hardly take it anymore, you force yourself to gain back your control. You shove his shoulder and push him onto his back. He allows himself to roll over for you, scooting further up the bed, and smiles when you straddle his hips. Salvia glints off his chin in the light and his cheeks are smeared with your juices. His eyes are glazed over with lust.

You can't help but lean down to kiss him. A kiss filled with passion and love but an underlining of fire and heat like you couldn't ever get enough of him no matter how hard you tried.

There are times when you can see he's extra needy and bursting to be touched by you. It's hard to resist him when he's staring at you with his giant, pleading puppy dog eyes trying to silently beg you to give him something. Anything at all to relieve him. It's those moments that you like to tease him the most.

You love commanding him not to cum while you touch him. He used to not be able to hold himself back but now he's become a pro at controlling himself.

There are times when you'll spend days bringing him to the brink of orgasm only to then immediately stop. You'll do this repeatedly throughout the day. Edge him closer and closer but never let him find release. It only makes the moment you finally allow it that much more powerful for him.

You also get off on making him watch you touch yourself. You love hearing him whimper and whine as he's forced to sit in a chair opposite you and watch you make yourself cum.

Most nights you prefer tying his hands to the headboard of the bed, climbing on top of him, and riding him relentlessly. Using his body for your own pleasure.

The times that you do let him lose to fuck you, he'll take full advantage of it. Peter will pound you long and hard, have you screaming out his name, until you can't stand anymore. He loves to take you in front of a mirror so he can watch your face the entire time.

He showed interest in his own anal play so the two of you have slowly been exploring it. It's new territory to both of you and involves proper research and prepping. Eventually you'll work your way up to fully pegging him but, for the time being, he'll enjoy the feeling of toys to achieve a prostate orgasm.

No matter what you two get up to in the bedroom, it will always end in cuddles and aftercare. Usually Peter will rest his head on your chest while you run your fingers through his hair. He'll often fall asleep there. Sometimes you end up having more slow, soft, sensual sex where there are no dom or subs roles, just the two of you softly enjoying each other one last time for the night. Other times you'll prepare a nice bath for you two to relax in or give each other massages. It always ends in nothing but love and affection for the other.

#the amazing spiderman #tasm #tasm x reader #peter parker #tasm peter #tasm peter parker #andrew garfield #spiderman #peter parker x reader

[leadenn]

OH YEAH!? YOU WANT MY THOUGHTS? YOU WANT MY THOUGHTS!? (I did that AND some, oops)

Absolutely adore your fic front and back. The entire concept had me intrigued, and once I started reading, I was OBSESSED. Legit, I would talk to my friends about it, talk to my shower, talk to my Twitter mutuals about it.ALSO ALSO I adore how you write monologues, it's so funny and so descriptive, makes me feel things good things. Every single one of them you write so well, like YES he would say that! I see a lot of Raph and Leo being writen so off, like their manorisms are so yes, I could see him doing that. Casey is so cool and I adore his relationship with Abby, big bro and lil sis, he would give the world for his sister and she would love the world for him. You feel me? Oh and I love how all of them just were like "yes Abby is my favorite little sister, I would kill for her", so fucking obsessed. Casey and Abby have gone through so much shit and I'm so happy for them being around people who love and care for them. Leatherhead and Casey and Abby and Mikey are so sweet. Leatherhead is also a sweetheart, he's so nice and the way you write him makes me melttt, I become a pile of mush 🫠Mikey and Him are soooo sweet too and I swear to god you have changed my ENTIRE perspective on those two as a ship its incredible, like before I ddint even THINK that much about it, but here I am in my notes app with a full on page of how to implement leatherhead in my au AND in my fanfic, the note title is legit called 💥THAMK UOU LEADENN💥 also just read the newest chapter came back to edit this, YAY! FUCK YEAHH!! Those twoooo OUGHHHH!! The inner monologues you write are so fuckin good, like I can read that thing good without getting confused and having to re read, I understand it because you explain well! The scenes play out good and are incredibly funny or incredibly sad or both. Like holy shit. Also the way you write and hint has me going "WHAT? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN??? WHA WAIT WHA??" like I end up shocked eyes open. I also enjoy your writing so much I usually don't venture off into the collection of other stories unless they still include my favorite character but with how you write I just love everyone so much I'm like eating that shit up, full course meal gourmet food 5 stars. I know you get a lot of Mikey stuff so I left him for last on how much I fucking LOVE HIM HES SO COOL like mental stuff aside his one liners and his kick ass brain lines are awesome oh my god he comes off so damn cool like daaqmnnn who made you king of Antarctica, lord of coolness. I love his inner monologues so much, its so funny and so real like, "Yeah he underestimated how much of DICK the forest would be." Had me HOWLIBG, first thing in and I get hit in tge face with another real as hell Mikey line. That was actually one of the things that keeps me reading, what drew me in when I first found your amazing story. He'd just started spitting facts and a gnarly backstory and in my head I was like "ohhhh shittt!!" I get so excited every time an update comes out, goddamn chapter 5??? I am so goddamn proud of you for reaching 61 CHAPTERS AUGH I can't stress this enough you are doing AMAZING, you're writing so much and it's terrific every single time, every single comment, kudo, fanart, just everything, you deserve it. You're so awesome-sauce! I think I would bite the dust if I wrote as much as you, as much as I love it I am already struggling with getting past 5k words. Anyways, your writing genuinely is my coffee in the morning especially when I've run out of coffee and my phone is the only thing that morning to bring me joy. Also you intimidate me, most fanfic writers do but the moment you interacted with an account, boss music started playing in my head

I think I'll combust if I proof read this so before the guy in my head backs out I'm just gonna send it 👍😩👍

*pukes in joy*

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