Why not blow up then? C’mon, blimp out, outweigh blue whales~
"Short on time-"
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it’s no shit that simon and miguel are big men. and hella strong too. so when you tell them ‘i’m too heavy, I don’t want to tire you out’ when they suggest they want to fuck you against the wall with their arms supporting you, of course they get offended. what? you don’t think they’re strong enough to carry you? you think they’re just going to take it when you put yourself down like that? calling yourself heavy? fuck, you’re in for a surprise.
they’re fuming, pissed off. because who the fuck told you that you’re too heavy? but instead of giving you a verbal response, they just pick you up easily with one hand and throw you over their shoulders making you squeal, carrying you towards the bedroom and finding the nearest wall to prove you wrong
one of their big hands around your soft thick thigh to support your weight as the other pulling your panties down. showing you that they can multitask, eyes gazing into yours in a cocky manner. they aren’t even going to prep you first, that’s how much you pissed them off. even when you tell them to slow down and take it easy, they’ll just ignore you.
the moment they slide their cock into you, a loud moan escape your mouth. they’re giving you no time to adjust and just begin pumping in an out of your tight cunt. they groan by how you clench around your shaft. thinking to themselves how just perfect your tight pussy is made only for them. and how perfect you are just for them.
‘see, sweetheart? who says you’re too heavy huh? i’m holding you with one arm while I’m fucking you.’ such a cocky tone as they breathlessly ask between grunts and groans. continuing to pound you even harder when your moans gets louder. making sure your legs are hovering the floor, or else they’re going to lose it. ‘perfect little body just for me to fuck… to own… perfect tits and ass, all just for me…and you out here calling yourself heavy. fucking. bullshit.’
your mind is fucked. cause they’re angry-fucking you dumb to the point you can’t think straight. eyes lulling to the back of your head as angelic moans continues to spill from your pretty lips that they are obsessed with. they watch how you fall apart. delicate nails softly scratching their backs with no doubt that they would leave marks.
‘uh-huh… that’s right…never say that shit again to my face, darling’ one hand move to grope your bouncing tit, as the other gripping tightly around your thigh. fingertips digging onto the soft flesh. to prove that they can multitask just fine. ‘or else, i might just fuck a baby into you next time that happens’
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god, imagine getting tag teamed by these two. might be leaving with a broken pussy
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Hero of Sages finding his first real sword!
Link rested his head on his arms as he looked out at the grass, taking a moment to look out over his village. The sun was barely risen and most people weren’t up yet, but Link was already dressed and ready to head out, worry and nerves and a tiny bit of excitement clenching in his chest.
“Link?”
Link startled and looked behind him as Russ hobbled up, keeping a hand on the fence as he slowly joined Link’s side.
“Russ! I thought you were asleep,” Link said worriedly, and Russ hummed, leaning heavily on the fence as he looked out at the grass.
“Couldn't sleep. And the healer said I wouldn’t be out of bed for weeks, and I wanted to prove him wrong,” he said with a quiet heh. “‘Sides... I couldn’t keep sitting there replaying everything.”
Link looked down and nodded, and it was quiet between them for a minute. Some birds chirped in a nearby tree, and Link watched them fly around each other before landing on a branch where he couldn’t see them.
“Based on the pouch you have on your belt there, I assume you’re going to find your sisters?” Russ asked finally.
Link nodded determinedly, and Russ sighed, idly rubbing a bandage on his arm.
“I wish I could go with you,” Russ murmured. “...but I can help prepare you a bit at least. C’mon.”
Russ let go of the fence with a groan, and Link moved to support him as they turned back towards the house, Russ directing him around the back.
It wasn’t a long walk, but by the time they got there, Russ had a sheen of sweat on his forehead, and his arm shook where it was slung over Link’s. He didn’t complain though, merely pointed towards the cellar door that was normally locked.
“I’ve got a box in there, in the back. What’s inside should help you with your sisters.”
Link nodded, curiosity piqued, and helped Russ sit down in the grass by the door. Link left him by the wall and went inside, peering around the piles of tools and jars of preserved food. There were a lot of piles of old boxes Link had to figure his way past, and a couple rats that ran by, but he finally reached the back of the cellar.
A simple chest was tucked in the corner, and Link unlatched the lid, burning with curiosity. It opened with a click, and Link gasped as he looked inside.
A sword laid in the chest, carefully wrapped in a cloth.
Link pulled it out in awe, gently pulling the cloth off. It wasn’t very big, but it looked the perfect size for Link, a simple but sturdy hilt, and a nice sharp blade. He admired it for another few moments, then pulled out the sheath that was stored below it, making his way back through the shed. A few rats skittered by his feet again, but Link used his sword to chase them away this time, and made his way outside. Russ opened his eyes as he emerged, and Link held out the sword to show him.
“Oh good, you found it,” Russ said with a faint smile, and Link looked at the sword again.
“This is really for me?” Link asked in disbelief, and Russ nodded, his smile growing a bit.
“I’d been talking to your grandfather about getting you proper sword lessons. I figured you’d need a sword, but... well. Guess you can give it a real test instead,” he said as his smile faded. “I wish I could do more... be careful, Berry.”
“I will. Thank you Russ,” Link said gratefully as he sheathed the blade, and Russ nodded, closing his eyes as Link then helped him up, and back into the house.
“Anything for your sisters.”
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Please do share all the brainworms I want to hear ALL OF THEM!!
and I haven’t watched the pre-recorded stream yet (gonna watch it now) but aaaaaa 🥺😭💞 not Olli’s riff inspiring him to remix a love song 🤧
Okay so just as a disclaimer, this is VERY heavily based on just my imagination running wild as per usual and should be taken with a massive grain of salt, so please I beg of y'all, don't take this as anything more than just another headcanon of someone who's so unbelievably delusional (and proud of it), in fact I'm hiding it under a cut just in case 😅
So idk but to me it feels as if Olli has been a little...off, recently? This is solely based on the fact he's been so much less active on social media during this US trip so far than the rest of the guys, which is nothing unusual I guess, since he's never been super active to begin with, but when even Tommi is more active than him, it's a little suspicious 🤨 to me there's just something... melancholic about Olli's presence? Maybe it's just the fact that he's wearing sunglasses all the bloody time (which is also something I find weird, but again it's probably just me imagining stuff and in reality he's not, in fact, wearing sunglasses any more than he normally does), so it's harder to... read him, you know?
So naturally I'm now imagining Olli being sad because of something going on in his personal life, and Aleksi supporting him through it, or, alternatively, Aleksi being the very reason why Olli is sad; he's either in denial of his feelings for Aleksi or having finally accepted them, only to feel miserable because he thinks Aleksi doesn't feel the same, OR because he knows Aleksi does but they can't/shouldn't be together because x, y and z 😭
Okay thanks bye 🤧
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