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h4rring1on · 2 years

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hello! could you do eddie forgetting readers birthday and he chose a dnd campaign over them? like maybe reader and eddie have planned it for weeks and was supposed to spend the whole day with eddie and reader buys a very pretty dress and when its finally readers birthday and shes at the cafe waiting for 4 hours she decides to go to eddies trailer and sees him in a middle of a campaign and eddie tells his friends to leave then after they have a very big argument and eddie leaves reader after cussing reader off driving away leaving her crying in the corner of his room staining her dress and she finally goes to her house and runs to her room crying more while eddie climbs up readers window trying to apologizes and reader just tells him to go away but lets him in anyways then they just start apologizing to eachother then just kiss (im sorry this is so long and kinda detailed HAHAHAHAHAHAH)

warnings: swearing, angst to fluff, thats it but please tell me if i missed something!

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you woke up with a smile on your face, it was finally your day. you and eddie had planned this day for weeks, it was gonna be about you.

you were gonna wear a pretty dress, eddie was gonna spend all his time with you, you two were gonna hung out at the cafe, it was all gonna be just about you.

it was your special day.

you slipped into your dress and admired yourself in the mirror, you looked so pretty. eddie has never seen you in this dress, this one was a surprise. and you we’re so excited to show him.

you got in your car headed to the cafe, you two went there all the time, so everyone knew you. when you got there, he wasn’t here yet, so you sat in your designated spot.

it was just yours and eddie’s, your special little spot.

you talked to one of the workers for a bit since you were basically friends with all of them, but they had to go back to work so you sat alone as you waited

soon, minutes started to feel like hours, and hours felt like an eternity. you looked at the time with a shocked look on your face, it had been 4 hours and he hasn’t come here

maybe he forg—

no! maybe he’s just busy—or sick! or somewhere really crowded even though they live in a small town. there had to be a rational reason.

you got in your car and headed to his place, ignoring the pitiful looks you got from the workers. you then heard some commotion coming from the trailer, and a smile reappeared on your face, of course! it was a surprise party!

you walked in and stopped in your place, the welcoming sight showed eddie and hellfire, playing their little game. no presents, no cake, no decor, nothing. just a normal day.

your smile was quickly replaced with anger, and everyone could see that, so eddie told them to go ahead and leave since this did not look like it was gonna end pretty.

“what’s wrong?” he asked

“what?” your heart broke, “eddie—you—how could you do this?”

“what did i do?”

“you seriously don’t remember?” you snapped, “it’s my birthday!”

his eyes widened at the realization, “oh my god i’m so sorr—“

“no! eddie! i have been making excuses for you for the past 5 hours, this was supposed to be my day! it was supposed to be about me! i was supposed to dress up all pretty, i got this dress just for you!” you pointed at your dress and he looked down to see it

“baby—“

“no! you—you forgot me! you forgot me and instead played your stupid fucking game without even remembering me! what if it was a normal day huh? you wouldn’t ask about me even then?”

“you do know birthdays aren’t all about you, right? people have other things to do then please you”

“please me?! you’re the one who planned everything! you planned everything and forgot it like an idiot!”

“maybe because i don’t care!” he yelled louder than you, making you go quiet

you two just stared at each other in silence, his entire expression changed as if he looked guilty, but he quickly ran off, leaving you alone in his trailer.

you ran to his room and curled up in a ball, a sobbing crying mess. did he really not care? a lot of people have said that before but why did it sting so much when he said it?

you had to cried to yourself for what felt like an hour, you got back to your senses and got in your car, heading home. once you got there you ran to your home and cried there too, why did it hurt so much?

words have never hurt you, but this really got to you. you suddenly flinched to the sound of knocking, you looked behind you to see eddie there, standing on the roof and in front of your window

“go away” you said, wiping away your tears

“cmon” he said but you ignored him and wiped off your makeup like he wasn’t there

“i’m gonna freeze out here!” he said, even though you were extremely mad at him, you still cared about him, so you rolled your eyes and opened the window, letting him in

he climbed in and fell on the floor, he got up and smiled at you, “hi”

but all you gave him was an unamused look, you were about to walk away until he gently gripped your wrist

“baby, please talk to me” he said, you sighed and just crossed your arms as you waited for him to speak up, “okay listen—i’m so sorry—i didn’t mean anything i said! i know i forgot and i know this was supposed to be your day and i did forget like an idiot” he sighed

he then held both of your hands, “please let me make it up to you—tomorrow! it’ll be all about you, i promise, i’ll make you feel special just like you truly deserve”

“oh really? thought you didn’t want to please you” you said

“yes—that, i’m so sorry about that—i care about you and your day, i was just—i knew i was in the wrong but i defended myself either way, please—let me make it up to you.” he said and looked down at your dress, “you never told me about this” he said

“it was supposed to be a surprise” you grumbled

“i never knew there was a way you could get prettier” he said as he trailed his hands down your dress

“if you’re trying to get me to forgive you it’s not working” you rolled your eyes

he gripped your thighs and held you up, making you scream in surprise, “how about now”

“you’re an idiot” you said, “but you’re my idiot”

he chuckled and pulled you in, the two of you shared a kiss for what felt like hours, once you let go the two of you leaned your foreheads on each other

“i’m so sorry, you know i love you, right?”

“i love you too, eds” you smiled

“well you better get to bed” he said as he placed you in bed and got in with you

“what? you’re sleeping here?”

“duh! that’s the first step of your day”

you let out a little giggle and kissed his cheek, even though you two had some problems. it would all work out in the end, because that’s how much you loved each other.

#stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things smut #eddie munson x plus size reader #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst

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mooncheese3 · 4 months

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au wherein when sj first got into the sect and went down to the brothel, he runs into a young wannabe rogue cultivator

the rogue was, well, roguish— rough, rule detesting, and flighty. handsome. brown eyes and warm cheeks, most likely a slight sunburn (because of course he doesnt have a hat). he looked around sjs age, if a bit older. more height than muscle, but with time and experience sj reckons he’d grow broader as well. the only thing that caught sj’s eye at the time though… was his terrible spending habits!

what was he doing, getting scammed out of his coins over some sword tassels of all things. atrocious!!!!!!

if theres one thing sj cannot stand and can relate with sqh, its detesting those who cannot use their money right. his shitty day adds onto his anger, so rather than leaving it alone, sj goes over to the pair of merchant and customer, scolding the merchant first and then the rogue cultivator. the rogue, new to this living out of his mansion thing (his previous life as the fourth son with too much freedom couldnt compare to now, he doesnt even have people to fall back on for funds!), decides, ‘hey, this persons nice enough to tell me i did something wrong, why not keep going to him for help?’

the rogue camps out at that town, always there to pester sj once he comes down the mountains. sometimes sj lectures him, sometimes sj scolds him, and sometimes he simply observes how sj acts around the streets and notes down whatever he gleans. it goes on for weeks, until finally the rogue (and secretly sj) feels like he can survive out there—all he needed now was experience, something he cant get with just the knowledge he now has

after that, sj expects to never see him again. when people get what they want, they leave. thats just what happens, simple as that.

but then, to sj’s astonishment, he meets the rogue again! not on accident, mind you.

“well, we’re friends now!” the rogue says, “/and/ i saw an imitation of one of your paintings at an auction and was like, ‘i should visit’”

sj immediately thinks that isn’t true. there must be something else the rogue wants from him.

and so once in a while, at least once or twice every two months, sj continues to encounter the rogue whenever he goes down the 12 peaks. each time, sj’s doubts ever so slightly melt away. and each time they meet again, they both note to themselves that the other has changed.

sj notices how the rogue comes back with a harsher tan, wider now in his frame. hes more confident and mature, more streetsmart and wise. the guy isn’t so prone to impulse, now taking the time to think before doing something. a small improvement, to be honest, since he still goes and does something foolish, just with a backup plan—though sj bets theyre made up on the spot most times (he also finally invested in a cloak— apparently he has a thing against hats? sj’ll find out one day, he’s sure)

the rogue on the other hand notices how sj comes back more refined, more otherwordly in aura. his quips and witty remarks have taken on a new level, he probably needs to go back to reading to get half of the references! he walks smoother, and each step he takes looks as light as a feather—how does he do that! (worryingly, the rogue also notices how sj always looks like he’s being weighed down, and that his walls are higher than ever before. did something happen?)

the day sj realizes the rogue is the first person to not want to take something from him, and who he’s sure wont leave, even if the time spent together is so much lesser than being spent apart, he feels…scared. anxious, as if now that he’s been made aware, the world will now make it its mission to take this one thing away from him. for the first time, instead of driving the rogue away like all the others, he feels compelled to stick as close as possible. being away from the sect is an added bonus.

the rogue likes this change, though is confused as to what brought this on. oh well, the company is nice! now he can show sj all the little things that reminded him of sj he found on his travels. like this one staff being displayed in a shop: it was such a pretty shade of green! or, or this one lake in a cave, the ripples would be nice to paint right? especially when the light from those bioluminescent vines hit the water.

sometimes they get separated on their travels, but they always find each other again. unconsciously, instances like these help heal sj’s fears.

in short the two of them go from strangers, to acquaintances, to friends (in the distant future lovers AAAAA)

sidenote: rogue guy is like, similar to lqg in how he goes about his morals. hes a do good, think about it later, type of guy. while lqg’s a do good, DONT think about it ever, type of guy.

he got disowned by his family because he exposed them for selling counterfeits, tax evasion, import and export of illegal items etcetc to the authorities. while he doesnt regret doing the right thing, he does regret doing it loudly and without a plan. the family members he knew were innocent, who he didnt at least warn beforehand so that they can get away/cut ties before all of it goes to shit, were and will continue to be shamed by everyone they come across for the crimes the rest of the family committed

#original shen qingqiu #shen jiu #original male character #oc doesnt look so stick like bc he put on a lot of layers. dont be fooled.#svsss #mxtx

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sinnerlillith · 2 years

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stay strapped

he’s called “Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson” for a reason ok. that reason is: he likes being pegged.

Includes: established friends with benefits relationship, praise kink, sub eddie, dom (F) reader, strap on, Eddie gets called a pervert, missionary, choking, finger gag, finger sucking, begging, anal fingering

word count: 3.3k

summary: you go to a “toy” store with robin and decide to try your new toy out on eddie, and boy does he have fun.

“Robin, put that down!” you giggle quietly.

“But it has a massive suction cup...you think if I put it on my head I’ll look like a uni- no, a dildo-corn?” she laughs at her own joke. You roll your eyes with a smile. she places the veiny rainbow 7 incher down and returns back to your side.

“We’re in an adult store, how about we act like adults too?” you say looking away as you browse the dildos. your eye catches a jet black strap on dildo, but it doesn't look like a typical dildo. You pick it up to examine it.

“Beginners anal dildo? why do you want that?” asks Robin as she peers over your shoulder. So thats why it looks like that, you think. Its slightly curved backwards with pleasure curves on the bottom for extra stimulation. its about 6 inches long, but not too thick since it’s for a beginner. You could only think of one person to use this on...

“For pegging of course. I also need a strap, preferably pink.” and of course, robin knows where that is. she takes you further to the back of the store.

“I like this one the best, and it comes in pink. Didn't know you were that kinky, y/n” Robin teased. You just smiled a flustered smile as you eyed the strap.

“Whatever Robin, don’t act vanilla with me” you thanked her for the recommendation and purchased both items, along with some lube. After your day with robin, you head back home thinking about how to ask your friend- well, friend you hook up with sometimes- if he wants to even be pegged. You don’t want to freak him out, but you love experimenting with him. Eddie isn't vanilla at all, but you’ve never tried any sort of anal stimulation on him.

You decide to just give him a call instead of asking him in person to save yourself from the embarrassment if things go wrong. You think about how to ask him. Should you flirt first? Should you be direct? You finally come to terms with the fact that its just a question, not a big deal.

You dial his home number. As it rings, you get more and more nervous and before you lose your confidence, you finally hear the line connect. “Munson residence.” Its Eddies voice, except it sounds a little off, like he’s eating something.

Munchies, you thought to yourself. He is a bit of a stoner after all. you decide to cut right to the chase anyway.

“How do you feel about pegging?”

You hear a chip bag fall to the floor, followed by a short silence. You cant see, but Eddie eyes widened and he stopped chewing. Thank goodness his uncle isn't there to see the mess.

“y/n? what happened to ‘hi’ ‘whats up’?”

You cant help but laugh, and as he heard you laugh on the other end of the line, he too giggled his stupid signature high-eddie-munson giggle. “Yeah I’m too high for this man” he says putting his hand over his flustered face.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” you said between small laughs. “I just had the idea when I was at the adult store with robin-”

“You were at an adult store?” he interrupted “And you say I’m more horny than you. You’re a freak, sweetheart.”

You smiled at his name for you. “Well you're the one who occasionally has sex with this ‘freak’, and I haven’t seen you complain.” you snapped back playfully.

He would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy you being in charge in the bedroom. He had a strong feeling you were into being dominant at times, which is why he initiated the idea of a friends with benefits relationship with you. And how could you refuse? Seeing such a pretty boy below you, hair spread across the pillow, the back of his hand over his mouth to attempt to cover his flustered face. His tatted chest heaving up and down, covered with your hickeys and bite marks. Of course, he failed to cover that pleasured face of his fully. His big brown eyes always showed what he really wanted.

And his whines. You swear you’re addicted to them, he’s such a pretty whiner. He seems ashamed of his noise, but you love that he’s noisy and you praise him every time.

“Ok y/n, how about you come by in an hour and we’ll see if I’m into pegging.” he says with a smile that you can practically hear in his teasing voice. He’s excited to see what you come up with, but he definitely needs time to freshen up first.

You smiled at his confidence, knowing that soon enough he’ll be a whimpering, whining, begging mess. “Ok dork, in an hour.” you replied and hung up.

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You knocked on his trailer door waiting for it to open. When it did, you see Eddie wearing black plaid pajama pants and a Metallica tee, the total opposite of your tight cropped tank top and shorts. Only Eddie would be in pjs before sundown, but damn does he look good in black. His ringed fingers lift as he gestures for you to come in. He’s barely even holding eye contact with you, even though he’s smiling since he’s happy to see you.

You smiled at him and decided to immediately start teasing as you entered, noticing his shy manner. “Well well well, looks like you did your hair for me, huh pretty boy?” you noticed his hair had less frizz and looked softer. He took a lock of it between his fingers and covered up his grin as he closed the door. He turned to you, looked down at the floor as his face heated from the nick name you called him. his grin got wider, looking back up at you.

“Gotta freshen up for the lady, right?” he responded. You both walked to his bed room. You placed your bag full of your new toys and lube on his bed. You sat at the edge of the bed as he crawled into the middle, placing himself against his pillows on the wall where the head board should be. He leaned back, watching you reach into the bag.

Your eyes look up and meet his. “You wanna see it, dont you?” you teased him with a smile. He looked at you, and back down at the bag with a small smile, and then he nodded. “Use your words, Eddie. c’mon big boy.” you said, with a very different tone than earlier. A more sultry tone, the kind of tone that made him heat up.

“Ok, ok fine y/n. I want to see it, just stop teasing” you giggled, and then pulled out the strap and dildo. You watched his face closely, his smile faded and he gulped. he tensed up, but not with fear. Instead, it was with arousal. “oh shit” he blurted.

“Yeah, ‘oh shit’ indeed.” you connected the dildo to the strap and placed it back on the bag. “if for whatever reason, you feel like you changed your mind, just let me know. Ok pretty?” your tone turned into a gentle one. He sat up and looked at you. He holds eye contact and says “yeah yeah I know, just get on top of me.”

Your eyebrow raised. “excuse me?” then you see Eddie finally realize he gave you a command when you're the one thats supposed to be in charge.

“I mean, please get on top of me” he corrected himself. you climbed on top of him as his back was still slightly angled up against his pillows so he’s not horizontal. You're now straddling him, his big warm hands find your waist as he slightly grips it. Your hands travel to his long hair, which is definitely softer than usual. Your thumbs find his face and gently tug him until your lips meet. The kiss is slow at first, patient and sweet. Moments later, when your hips begin to grind on him, but very slowly and his grip on you tightens. The kiss gets wetter and harsher. Your tongues brush over each other and you think to yourself he’s way too good at this kissing shit.

You break the kiss to lean your head to the right, brush his hair back off his neck, and leave teasingly light kisses on him. His eyes flutter and he finds it hard to keep them open, so he moves his hands down to grip your ass. This drives you just as crazy as your kisses on him does, causing you to kiss his neck heavier, and once you lick a stripe from the base all the way up slowly to his ear, he groans. You then gently bite on his ear lobe and his mouth falls open, letting out a small curse.

“damn it, sweetheart just- please” you bite his neck, starting softly. “you can be rougher with me, you know” he whines.

“What a pervert” you say in his ears. and thats all it takes for the tightness in his boxers to get even tighter. his grip on you tightens too and his breath hitches. You slide your hands down his clothed chest agonizingly slow as you bite his neck again harder. You then start to lean a little further back to take his shirt off revealing his tatted chest once again. He catches you staring, but you push him back onto the pillows roughly and discard your own shirt. You look back down at his flushed face, noticing him catching a glimpse of your lacey bra.

“You’re so bea-” his compliment is interrupted by your fingers shoving into his mouth. His eyes widen, pleasantly surprised while he looks back up at you.

“shut up.” you say firmly, but this only turns him on more. he begins to suck on them and his big hands find their way down to your thighs, the rings on his fingers shock your skin in his grip. his hips buck up into your forming wetness. “Good boy” you say quietly with a smile, but not quiet enough for him to not notice. The look on his face changes after your praise, his eyebrows are angled more downward at the edges and drool comes out of his mouth as you slowly pull your fingers out just so you can push them back in.

His head is spinning, his ears are red hot, and his dick.... well its only getting harder and harder and you haven’t even touched it yet.

“I can tell you’re getting even more excited, baby. Wanna tell me what you want me to do about it?” you tease. He whines against your fingers, his voice is completely muffled. “Oh thats right, you cant speak. do you want permission to speak, baby boy? hm?” He nods frantically, eyes squeezing shut. It’s like he’s begging without words. You decide to play nice and pull your fingers out, giving him permission. His breathing shortens and his voices is almost trembling.

“please, please, fuck me.” he pants. “I need it, so bad... I’ll be a good boy I promise” he rambles. His eyes are erotic as he licks his lips and you bite yours.

“And how do want me to fuck you, pervert?” you knew exactly how he wanted you, but you wanted to hear him say it. You wanted to hear him beg for your strap, beg you to spread his legs, finger him, fuck him, choke him, whatever you wanted to do with him. His big and needy brown eyes trailed over to the strap at the end of the bed. You turned your head to look too, and then turned back at him. “you want that?” his eyes met yours again and he nodded.

“Why so shy? you still aren’t using your words, Eddie. Wheres all that confidence gone, hm?” You tilted your head to the side with an innocent smile while grabbing his face with one hand so he stays looking into your eyes.

“oh god y/n, just please fucking use me already” he panted. you turned around and grabbed the strap, then told him to move further down the pillows so he can lay horizontally.

“I cant use you with all those clothes on baby boy. strip for me.” he quickly took off the rest of his clothes and laid back. Sure enough, his dick was ridiculously hard and firm, waiting to be touched. You stood up to take your shorts off, but kept your underwear on so you could place your strap over it. you got back on the bed, arms beside his hips. You placed yourself in between his toned legs so you could get ready to prep him. You looked towards the man who’s beneath you, legs slightly spread, hair splayed across his pillow that his left hand grips behind him, while his tatted right arm is over his mouth. His eyes are squinted in desperation. “You look so adorable Eddie...” you say as one of your hands comes down to brush downward against his thigh, then back up again. You place your hand underneath his thigh and lift it up “I’m going to need you to hold your legs open for me, ok?”

He obediently holds both of his legs back and open so you have access to him. you move your hand from off his thigh up to the side of his head. You lean down and kiss him, biting at his bottom lip making let out a soft whimper. Your tongues touch and caress each other, as your opposite hand comes up to his mouth “open.” you command, and of course he opens as you place your middle finger in his mouth. He sucks and his tongue swirls around it as you praise him for being such an obedient boy for you. You go back to making out with him as your hand trails down to his hole.

The moment your finger makes contact, he gasps and you swallow that gasp with your mouth still on him. You circle his rim slowly, making him squirm at the unfamiliar yet pleasurable contact. His legs move on their own and hook around your lower body, making your strap poke at his own lower body, causing his mind to race. Your head turns to the right as it moves down his neck again, except this time, you’re incredibly rough. He asked for it after all, so you suck harsh marks on his neck ignoring his curses. This is also when you stop teasing his rim, and push your finger in. Slowly at first, then you wiggle it inside to get him to loosen up as you pull it back out, just to put it back in again. His hand finds its way to your hair and the other to you back, desperately trying to find something to hold onto as his body burns with pain from his neck and pleasure from his hole. “Relax Eddie, you’re tight.” you say against his skin.

“Jesus fucking christ y/n” he moans, “you’re crazy”. your finger moves in and out faster, but his moans only increase.

“Sounds like someone wants another finger” you tease. you lift yourself up off him, finger still inside. You look down at the mess you’re making out of him, all these marks on his neck, sweat on his head making his pretty curls stick to him. His lips wet and red from all the biting. His chest is rising and falling with his mouth open and sighing. You turn away to get the lube so you can add more fingers and go faster. you squeeze some directly onto his hole, and continue pumping. “How does it feel, pretty?” but he can barley answer. He nods and pants out a “good, feels so good... mm, want more” and you oblige.

You add a second finger, and its a little easier to slip in. You can tell he’s starting to relax. his eyes roll back before he shuts them in pleasure.

“oh fuck, dont-ha, dont stop..” he lets out a whine. “please, please-” his requests are cut off by your hand around his throat. You squeeze, just enough to make him see stars, but not enough to have pressure on his breathing. Your fingers are moving even faster now, his left hand wraps around your arm thats choking him and-

is he...? oh my god... he’s pushing my hand down further on his throat..

“You really are a pervert, huh. Wanting me to choke you with my fingers inside of you” you taunt him with a grin. his eyes trail to yours and he has a stupid smile on his face. You know it’s about time to fuck his brains out, so you release his throat and pull your fingers out of him to grab the lube. You lube up the strap and aline the tip with his hole. Your hands snake to his firm hips and grip. “lift your legs up further. thats it, good boy.” Your eyes meet his. “are you ready now?”

“Hell yeah” he says lightly, still breathing heavy and still smiling. You push in slowly, your hips meeting his lower body, observing his face. His eyebrows tighten, and then relax. his mouth is hanging open.

“holy shit, y/n” he lets out an open mouthed groan, and holy shit it’s hot.

You pull out to the tip, and thrust back in carefully. you do that not even 3 more times until he’s squirming again, with both his arms reaching out to grab your own. “more...” he says in a full on whimper. its pitchy and whiney and oh so perfect. You smile down at him.

“is that how you ask, Eddie baby?”

“more, please”

“thats my boy.”

You thrust only a little bit faster, but end them harder, like your punctuating your thrusts. Both his hands go to cover his mouth as he squints his eyes shut. his pitchy moans are muffled, and his legs begin to shake every time you enter.

“Let” thrust

“me” thrust

“hear” thrust

“you” thrust

His legs are fully trembling, he’s now even more sweaty, and so are you. his hands move off his mouth and his voice is clearer.

“there it is....” you coo, “theres my pretty boy. keep making those noises for me honey” with the biggest smile on your face.

he cant handle all the praise, all the roughness, and he sure as hell now cant handle your hand pumping his shaft matching your thrusts. His legs shake around you, his panting increases and so do his groans.

“im gonna... damn it, gonna cum” his head goes back, one arm falls over his eyes and the other above his head, resting on his hair. you push his legs up with both hands. Your thrusts don’t falter but you start to pant now, you feel yourself getting tired but you power through.

“lets see it then, huh? make me proud, pretty boy” you’re hitting just the right spots and its driving him to his climax fast. He reaches down to touch himself since you stopped, and he gets himself off to your thrusts, praise, and breathy moans at the sight of him. It's beyond erotic. All you hear is his noises, skin slapping skin, and the wetness of his dick as he pumps himself infront of you. He looks absolutely perfect.

Soon enough, his cum paints his stomach. He's whining and thanking you, but you're still moving in and out of him. Your thrusts are slow and soft now as you bend down to kiss all over his face.

"you did so good, Eds. That was really fun you know."

You pull out and discard the strap while he catches his breath. "That was... definitely intense... holy shit" he says between deep breaths as he lifts himself onto is forearms.

"But did you like it?" You ask, concerned.

"Did I?" He says flirtatiously with a dazed fucked out look on his face "I think that's obvious. Now I need to get this-" he gestures to his cum still on him "-off of me and smoke again"

You started putting things back into your bag, except the dildo so you could clean it, until he grabbed your waist and pulled you so you would fall back onto the side of him.

"or" he mumbles suggestively, "you could sit on my face?"

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now would y'all believe me if i said this was my first fic I’ve ever written in the history of ever? i did absolutely nothing productive today except for this. i hope everybody is wet and shaking rn after reading this because i was stressed making it 💪🏽

More of my pegging Eddie writing

#eddie munson smut #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things smut #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader smut #stranger things 4 #sub eddie munson

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brainrotgobrr · 8 months

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finished the teal mask and oh boy do i have thoughts…

(SPOILERS FOR THE NEW DLC IF YOU DONT WANT SPOILERS PLS DO NOT READ)

god. kieran. kieran is so refreshing from a character perspective. kieran is like the anti-hop. it kind of feels like he’s the protagonist and we’re the classic jerk rival, doesn’t it? this guy clearly has Issues and i really like that, im enjoying this sort of “why can’t i beat you” rival trope that gamefreak’s been doing lately. they nearly did it with hop but with kieran they’re really going full in. the character arc that kieran went through in this dlc was actually difficult for me to watch, seeing this poor boy destroy himself mentally. the first time i battled him for the final time i actually lost, and i was hoping that he would get to keep ogerpon because altho shes cute and i adore her, i felt so bad. but ofc thats not the way the cookie crumbles. kieran is socially awkward, he doesn’t know how to communicate, and he’s never had a true friend. then florian/juliana comes along and suddenly there’s someone who seems to genuinely enjoy hanging out with him that isn’t, yknow, related to him. but then that person that he was so eager to trust goes along and begins befriending and helping a pokemon that hes adored all your life behind his back. i relate to kieran a lot and ofc yknow the absolute maniac arc hes about to go through is probably not healthy but i rlly hope this ends up being good for him. he idolized ogerpon because of how he related to her story, not because of the actual living creature she is. i wouldnt be surprised if it turns out he doesnt value his pokemon as actual living creatures either. i could see him being like a reverse silver, as he grows colder growing to not even care about his pokemon.

on the other hand, carmine! carmine was such a delight, i was genuinely not expecting to enjoy her as much as i did. sure, she also has Issues and has probably been a negative effect on her brother, but at the end of the day she is also just a kid. she probably has no idea what shes doing, and i dont think shed ever hurt kieran. she went through a lot of growth in the dlc and i can see her trying to become a better person with the help of florian/juliana and repairing her odd relationship with kieran.

also, it seems like she kind of has to play a parental role for kieran, as its implied that their parents arent around. thats another thing that separates kieran and carmine from siblings like hop and leon (and oh my god im just realizing all the parallels between hop and leon and kieran and carmine). its implied that the galar bros had a good childhood, and hops Issues dont start until hes set off on his journey and leon is a full adult with an actual life. with the kitakami siblings, if you read between the lines you can tell that theyve had a harder time growing up. with carmines comments on tourism and how it’s negatively effected their town and give her Trust Issues, that obviously fucked them both up a little, seeing that people only valued their hometown as an attraction, and that they themselves were a part of that attraction. and of course we dont know what the issue was with their parents. also, why are they going to school in unova? (side not oh my god it is so obvious that we’re going to get bw remakes in gen 9 or a legends unova game)

kitakami is such an interesting region. obviously its tiny, it has one town and then everything else is just untamed land. i feel like something Else is going on here. or maybe its just small idk

i love ogerpon a lot i think shes adorable and i love that we got to run around with her before she joined our team and it makes the whole “ten year old catches legendary thing” feel more realistic

also why are ogerpon and the loyal three legendaries i feel like they should be mythicals them being legendary feels Wrong

anyways these were my silly thoughts on the dlc and i hope kieran turns out to be the bb leagues champion (pulling a blue) and also i dont trust briar now time to finish my pokedex and talk to legends arceus pandering i mean perrin and if i see anyone call carmine a terrible person i will trade away your ev trained competitive team ok bye

(also this scene made me emotional)

#pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #jocey plays games #pokemon scarlet and violet dlc #the teal mask #trainer florian #trainer juliana #trainer kieran #trainer carmine #MASKSHIPPING GANG WHERE ARE U AT #spoilers

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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year

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fic rec friday 23

welcome to the twenty-third fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

1. lucky i’m in love with my best friend by @nezueye

“I really wanna kiss you right now,” Lance murmurs, staring at Keith’s lips.

“So kiss me."

Lance scrunches up his nose. “In front of all of our friends? I thought you were allergic to PDA.”

Keith shrugs. “You’ve been sitting in my lap for the past 20 minutes and I’ve been basically groping you the entire time.” He punctuates this statement by bringing his hands back to Lance’s ass and squeezing just a little, as a treat. “Some more PDA is okay, I think.”

yes i know i recced one of nez’s fics last week and i’m here doing it again. they’re amazing okay. every single time the devotion settles heavily in my lungs im ALLOWED to be obsessed with them. this one gets to me especially bc its established relationship, which is my favourite dynamic always, and its as funny as it is sweet!! double blamy!! also the title is from possibly the most klance song ever, and if you would like to hear jeremy shada (lance’s VA) singing a cover of the song... you’re in luck

2. the meaning of donuts by @katranga

The next few days were filled with Lance informing everyone, multiple times, of their “new” friendship. “We’re friends now, did you hear? Keith and I are friends.” Over and over, big smile, loud voice. Looking between Keith and whoever he was telling like he expected a round of applause. Or confetti. Or a parade. What he usually got was somebody making a crack about bonding moments, which prompted a tight, put-upon sigh on Keith’s end. And Lance would look at him fondly, and Keith would have to bite his cheek to distract himself from how much he wanted Lance to lean over and kiss him. -- Keith realizes he may, potentially, possibly have some feelings for a certain blue paladin and he is Not Thrilled about it.

14k words of keith being exasperated by himself by being disgustingly in love with lance and lance being increasingly more in love but lowkey being oblivious about it??? hell fucking yeah!! lance is so bright in this fic bc thats how keith (begrudgingly lol) sees him and its so true and wonderful

3. perish the rest, this thought is yours by @moonguilt

“Lance? Lance can you hear—” Keith's voice crackled unintelligibly. “—big hit. Are you—” More crackling, and—silence.

Lance frantically pressed his comm button. “Keith? Keith, hey, uh, small problem maybe—”

The control panel flickered a few times, then sputtered out, and suddenly Red was falling—eerily slow at first, then faster than a bullet. Lance bit back a scream, smashing buttons and yanking at the controls desperately, but Red just kept falling, falling, falling, and all Lance could do was watch as she turned belly-up in the air, giving him a perfect, horrible view of Black taking several heavy shots directly to the cockpit.

This time he did scream. But it did no good, and Lance was forced to watch as Black—as Keith—careened toward the moon's surface, a faint trail of purple dusting his wake like the tail of a comet.

————–

Lance and Keith are sent on a mission to answer a distress signal from the desert moon of Xat-lor VII. They get more than they bargained for, both in enemy numbers and in feelings. They have to fight to survive long enough for the rest of their team to arrive, and in the meantime, Things Happen.

i will Never get tired of flirty keith. somehow in the first couple years of this fandom we forgot that keith is the one with game and lance is the one whos freqently getting flustered and tongue-tied, and god bless finn for reminding us. this fic has post s7 but only the good parts (and fuck s8), black paladin keith red paladin lance, bamf co leaders who are in love and also stupid, and (im mentioning it again bc Duh) flirty keith. loml.

4. feel it in the space in between by angelbolt

“Coffee champagne, in my opinion, would be carbonated coffee with a shot of white wine. Does that sound like a good time to you?”

“It sounds like a great time.”

Adam leaned in, his nose wrinkling with a smile as he whispered, “Junkie.”

“You love it,” Takashi dismissed, kissing the wrinkles. “You think it’s endearing.”

Adam drummed his fingers over Takashi’s scalp, “I find too many of your flaws endearing, my love.”

“Even my dad jokes?” ✦ takashi and adam get engaged.

prekerb adashi does NOT get enough attention!!! at all!! i love them in love and happy with baby keith!!! this fic is sweet and sappy and gives both shiro and adam some much-needed dimension. shiro is a DOG and i love that for him. the big hero six scene made me cry.

5. two bros, chillin’ in a space pool by angelbolt

Harrumphing, Lance paddled to the edge, heaving himself to sit on it, one foot extended to point at Keith, "Fine! Then if you believe yourself to be so much better than me—"

Keith seemed distracted, mouth slightly open, "I never said—"

"I challenge you to a duel! A swimming duel!"

He looked wholly unimpressed once again, "Wow, that's new." ✩ My take on why they were both shirtless.

i will never in my life get over angry pining. the idea of being down bad for someone and FURIOUS about it will never not be funny to me. this entire fic in general made me laugh out loud and in particular this fic used the word ‘ah-HOOGA’ unironically which is not only ballsy but also beyond my words to properly appreciate. lance is a menace. early s1 fics my love

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

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2-sleepy-for-this · 1 year

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Our little brother pt.2

It’s finally done! Here is the winner of the poll Our little brother pt.2! I tried getting this out asap but because of life stuff the next part of something to remember will take a bit longer.

tw ~ dehumanization (calling a person ‘it’), minor injury (talk of bruises), cages, unintentional fearplay

Word count ~ 1.5 k

The brothers looked down at the small creature shivering in Techno’s hand.

It seemed so scared of them, but who knows what could’ve happened if they hadn’t gotten it out of the cold? They were able to get a closer look at it now in the lights of their shared apartment.

It looked so small, not just in size but in age, too. It almost looked like a child, a human one. It seemed to wear clothes as well. Well, if you could even call those red rags' clothes. What kind of creature was this?

“We should set up a cage for it so it doesn’t get lost while we’re gone.”

“We can’t just leave it alone!”

“well what else are we supposed to do, wil? We both have our exams in the morning. It’s not like we could just bring it into class.”

The pinkette twin looked at his brother unamused, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Wilbur, you are not taking that thing to school.”

Techno didn’t like the smile that spread across his brother’s face.

“Thats the stupidest idea you’ve ever had.”

“You said it, not me.”

Techno sent a glare towards his brother but said nothing. He couldn’t be annoyed at Wilbur when they had bigger issues to deal with.

“Fine, fine, I won’t do it. But only if I can decorate its cage.”

It wasn’t like Wilbur to resign so fast. If techno wasn’t so occupied holding a small life in his hands, he may have been suspicious. But at that moment, the two brothers began forming a plan for the little creature's cage.

In order to set the cage up, the small being had to be put in a temporary container, a jar that had previously held Wilbur’s pencils on his desk. The lid of the jar wasn’t needed. The creature seemed too small and weak to climb out.

It had taken way too much effort to put it in the jar. Once it saw the jar in Wilbur’s hand, it started struggling again, scratching at techno's hand and clinging to the rim as it was lowered into the jar.

When the boys deemed the cage complete, techno carefully set the tiny creature into it and locked the opening. He took a step back so both brothers could watch the thing, see its new home for the first time, wondering what it’ll do first.

The inside of the cage was a simple layout. It was just an old terrarium a friend had dropped off in their apartment a few months ago when they didn’t want it thrown away. The inside had some food and water and there was a small blanket formed into a fabric nest.

As techno's hand placed the small creature in the cage, it immediately darted away. The twins watched as it slammed forcefully into the size of the cage wall. It made a pained noise as it got up and tried again. Wilbur looked at his brother in confusion before opening the cage and putting his hand, much more cautiously this time, around the creature.

Wilbur could feel its small fluttering heartbeat against his fingers, wheezing gasps for air raised its chest slightly. He tried not to grip too tightly since it was already in pain. He could tell from the way its right arm wasn’t moving as much as its left. It must’ve bruised it badly from slamming into the wall those few times.

He lifted the shaking creature up to look more closely at it. A large bruise would take up the thing's arm soon. But after looking at the injury, something made him pause. The thing, stone still in his hand now, was staring at him. That wasn’t a surprise, but as Wilbur stared into its eyes back, it seemed different.

Wilbur’s stared at animals before, and they’ve stared back, but this felt new, like it was actually searching for something in him. It seemed to search his eyes for… kindness, maybe? Malice? He wasn’t sure.

Its eyes were a bright blue that seemed to go perfectly with its blonde hair. It seemed so familiar. It was almost funny how similar it looked to his dad. This thing looks like it could be his brother if they were the same species.

“Hello there.”

Wilbur didn’t know why he was trying to talk to the creature, but something in his mind screamed at him that it was right. It looked too human to be kept in a cage. Too much like a child.

The creature opened its… their? Mouth and took a breath, like they were about to speak.

“Wilbur? Is the thing okay or not?”

Wilbur jumped, making the small life in his hand flinch and clamp its mouth shut once again. Right, he forgot techno was next to him the whole time, probably wondering why he was being so weird.

“Uh, yeah… yeah, it looks fine, just some bruises.”

“Good, now come on, it’s way too late to be standing around. Put it back in the cage so we can go to bed.”

Wilbur spared one last look at the thing cowering in his hand before slowly putting it down on the little nest of blankets he’d made. He locked the cage tight and turned to his brother.

“Alright let's go, I’m too tired to deal with this right now.”

Wilbur dramatically slumped on his brother’s shoulder, earning a grunt from the shorter of the two.

Both brothers walked to their rooms, closing their doors behind them.

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Wilbur’s alarm blared as he groggily slumped out of bed. Shutting off his alarm, he looked at the time, 6:30am; he had some time before leaving for his exam.

Wilbur got dressed and made his way to the kitchen, but he paused in front of the cage from the night before. Right now, he could only see the tuft of fur at the end of its tail. The rest was under a blanket. Judging from how much the tail was twitching, it seemed to be having a nightmare.

He reached his hand in the cage with the intention of comforting it, but as soon as his hand got close, its body tensed and it darted away. Even though it was just sleeping, it was wide awake now. Wilbur felt bad for scaring it so much.

He looked at his phone to check the time again, 6:45am. He needed to leave soon if he wanted to get to his exam on time.

Suddenly, he remembered the conversation he’d had with techno.

“Wilbur, you are not taking that thing to school.”

Well… maybe it would be best if he had the creature. Being locked up all day sounds so boring. All he would have to do was hide it in his hoodie pocket and it would be safe and hidden, then after he could let it play in the grass or something.

What techno doesn’t know won’t hurt him. He had left before Wilbur woke up and he won’t be back until after Wilbur gets home. It was perfect.

Wilbur quickly picked up the creature and placed it in his pocket, luckily he was wearing a hoodie that had a pocket that zipped up. He payed no mind to the squirming against his abdomen as he zipped the pocket closed and started walking to the door.

“Let’s go, sunshine!”

Hm, sunshine… not a bad name.

With his Newley named sunshine he left his apartment building and walked to campus.

Once he got there, he went to the exam room and sat in his seat; the exams were passed out and just like that he had done it, he’d snuck sunshine into school with him. Take that techno.

The test itself seemed more challenging with a small being moving around in his pocket, but eventually sunshine settled down. Within the second hour of the test, Wilbur realized he had opened his pocket and started petting sunshine lightly at some point. Sunshine had probably fallen asleep during that.

The last hour of the exam was a blur of information and pen marks once Wilbur realized that he’d barely gotten anything done while petting sunshine. He’d taken his hand out of the pocket and kept writing until the professor said time was up.

Luckily, he was able to finish all the questions, and he slouched in his chair with a sigh of relief. That was a close call.

The musician stood up and stretched, back cracking. Now all he had to do was a few more of those, and then he’d be able to enjoy his vacation with his friends.

As Wilbur walked out of the room, he reached a hand into his hoodie pocket to check on sunshine.

Sunshine?

He felt around but couldn’t find it anywhere. How could he lose sunshine? It was right there… how long ago was that? He couldn’t remember.

Oh no

He lost sunshine. It could be hurt and scared somewhere, all because he wanted company for his test. Oh prime, techno’s gonna kill him.

Wilbur jogged back to the exam room and looked around on the floor. Nothing. No glimpse of golden hair, red rags or blue eyes anywhere.

Who knows how far it could’ve gotten while he wasn’t paying attention? It could be in the vents, or another room, or even outside!

But he needs to calm down before he can look. He needs to think here, where would a little creature like his sunshine go?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ hope you enjoyed! I’ve got some stuff planned for this au >:)

#mcyt g/t #giant/tiny #g/t community #giant!wilbur #g!wilbur #giant!techno #g!techno #tiny!tommy #t!tommy #Mentioned philza #g/t #I think this au is going places #our little brother au

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xkaidaxxxx · 2 months

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Alpha Jack Atlas x Omega Reader

Mentions : Abuse,rape,runaway, foul language, rejection NSFW,, happy ending,etc.

Trigger warning!!⚠️

Sorry for any errors

The night you became Yusei’s was something you hated. Painful. It always was. One night Yusei marked you. The next morning you both were tangled underneath the sheets. Waking up, you panicked. “I don’t think I knotted you. I wouldn’t do that to you, you’re unattractive. I only followed the scent and decided to have a little fun for the night.” He spoke. It hurt your feelings. Yusei use to always be such a good boyfriend and now he’s nothing but an asshole who takes advantage of you. You had no one to turn to not even your family. Everyone followed Alpha Yusei. No one dared to go against him. After 3 months of being with him after he marked you was hell. Constantly abusing you. “I thought I told you to fucking be ready by 8pm! We’re late!” he yelled and slapped you. “I’m sorry. I was busy with the other duties you assigned me Alpha.” you held your tears back to not mess up your make up. “You’re useless. Get undressed now. Forget about the family gatherling at your family’s.” he ordered. You did as he said. Undressed. Revealing yourself to him. This wasn’t the first time he forced himself onto you. Mounted you, making you cry with pain. He fucked you roughly. Marks of his hand prints on your body. Tonight he crossed the line way too much. “You’re such a dirty slut for me.” you cried hating his comments. “Crying but taking my cock very well. You still cum around me. Isnt that so contridicting.” he spoke. You came of course but it wasnt because you wanted. Its whatever the body wanted. You cried out as he slapped your face. “ Nasty bitch.” he pulled out and came on your stomach. Afterwards he locked you in the closet. “No yu-yusei please! Let me out. Let me out of here!”you yelled banging on the door. He knew you were terrified of small dark places. You closed your eyes and layed in a fetal position, trying to imagine you were nice and warm in your bed. “ Disobey me and you know the consequences.” was the last thing you heard. He left you locked in for 2 weeks.You were starving,dirty, smelly and cold. No one could hear your cries. “I’m tired of being careful in this fucking hell. Whats wrong with me? I wish I could disappear.” You said and the door opened. “You smell like garbage. Come out and wash yourself. We have an event next week. You need to pull yourself together.”he said. You left running to the bathroom. You turned on the water waiting for it to get warm when it did you quickly jumped in. it was a long shower. You had to make sure you were super clean, that the stench went away all together. The following day you remembered what you had said to yourself about wanting to disappear. Thats exactly what you did. You moved away and started a new life. You got a new job and home and after a month of being there you found out you were pregnant. “You’re 3 months into your pregnancy ma’am congratulations.” the gynocologist said. After that appointment you went home and sat there touching the mark on your neck. You were pregnant with Yusei’s pup. “Hey how did the appointme-” your friend said as she walked into your home. She saw the tears running down your cheeks. “I’m pregnant. 3months in…I need to make a call to Mr.Atlas for my pregnancy leave. I’ll leave around my 6th month.” you said grabbing your phone. You scheduled a meeting with him tomorrow at 2pm.

Jack was a simple man. He doesn’t like beating around the bush. He easily does get irritated due to people messing up with work after he explained many times on how things should be done. He is kind of silly if you think about it. He is very kind and adorable in his own little way. He really has interest in you. He would’ve made a move on you from day one however he saw your mark. It was fading away but still there. He had his doubts of course. You never once mentioned a family vacation leave, nor any other type of family related things.

“ Hello Mr.Atlas.” you greeted him. “Hello. What was it that you needed speak to me about?” he asked crossing his arms. You were hesitant to ask this early in the pregnancy to have a leave. “I need a pregnancy leave..I’m 3 months along. I’m asking for a pregnancy leave by the time I’m 6 months.” You spoke up hoping he’d be alright with that. “ You can take a leave now. Pregnancy is hard.” he said. That idea of making a move on you was now far long. You laughed nervously. “N-no..I’m good sir I can last long for sure.” “Your husband would want you to rest as much as you can so its alright.” he said smiling yet still losing his mind somehow. “Oh..I don’t have a husband its just the baby and I hence why I would like more time to work.” you said. For some reason you felt so ashamed but its not your fault. You were forced to leave.Yusei abused you. No one should be abused. Not from their mates nor family and friends. “O-oh I see..Ms.L/N. You can start your leave now. You will still be getting paid. Don’t worry.” He said. That was such a blessing. Getting paid during your pregnancy leave. You will be able to not stress about how to pay the bills. He was going to pay you. Out of his pocket not his company. “ Thank you sir for understanding.” you said standing up. He was going to abuse his power. He has all his workers files. Copies of their ID’S, Address and Social securities. “ I hope your pregnancy goes good.” he said rubbing your back. It felt soothing. You loved his touch. You hummed and nodded. A sigh left your mouth. “Tired already?” he smiled after you realized how you responded to his touch. “I am so sorry Mr.Atlas that was very rude of me. Inappropiate.” you apologized. “Everyone needs a rub on the back from time to time. No need to worry” he chuckled. You blushed and headed back to your station and began to pack your things. The following months were hard. You kept in contact with your boss. He texted you normally. He was basically your friend now. He took time off to come check up on you at your home. “Y/n you call me as soon as you need help.” he ordered as he put on your shoes on you. “I-Im sorry..Your company needs you. It’s important.” you replied and started crying. Your emotions were all over the place. “Oh no no no I’m not getting mad at you. I want you to know that I always have time for you. I will always help you.” he said wiping your tears. During your pregnancy , he slowly started moving in. He’d stay over for day that he had his own section of the closet and drawers. There were two toothbrushes instead of one. Different set of shampoo,conditioner and body wash. He bought the baby girl clothes and her necessities. He was acting like a true husband and father. Every night he scented you. You felt safe and sound with him. You scented him through the day. Today he forgot the lunch you had made him. You decided to take it to him. You dolled up comfortably. Arriving to the building everyone stared at you and the lunch bag you had in your hands. Everyone knew no one in the building was your mate. Maybe his scent washed away after your prolonged shower.Since the receptionist didnt allow you to head to his office you had no other way but to call him and let him know you were downstairs. A few minutes he showed up. “Hey princess.” he said giving you a nice hug then rubbing your now 8th month bump. Your coworkers were shocked. You were with Jack Atlas. “You forgot your lunch silly. Next time you’ll have to get more sleep so you’re not in such a hurry in the morning.” you said as he took the lunch bag. “Thank you baby. Lets head back to my office. You look very beautiful in blue.” he commented and up you go. As you both entered the office you saw the one person you didnt expect to see. Yusei Fudo. The man you hated most in the world. “W-what the hell are you doing here? G-go away. You monster.” you said crying. You began to feel scared and you started to panic. Jack had no idea why you suddenly felt this way but he released his phermones around you and he held you.

“Shh shh princess it’s okay. I’m here no one will ever hurt you. Deep breaths.” you did as he said. Slowly calming down. “How do you know him sweetheart ?” Jack asked playing with you hair. “He was my ex mate. He was the one I ran away from. He’s a monster. He abused me in many ways. I hate him.” you replied rubbing your bump. Yusei knew it was his baby. He tried coming near but Jack stopped him. “y/n is now my woman and that baby is our daughter. Forget about the deal we were about to make. Get out of here.” he said with a growl. Yusei obeyed him. He didn’t care about his daughter and ex mate. “Will you allow me to mark you as mine?” Jack asked as he moved your hair to the side revealing your neck. “Once our little one is born of course.” he smiled. You couldn’t believe how much your life has changed in such a short amount of time.

The day finally came when you gave birth. You were struggling with a name. “Mhm this is harder than I thought.” he said. “Emilia Rosé Atlas.” you said with a smile. “Thats beautiful.” he said. After a few moments the nurse came back with a birth certificate. “All thats left is for us to marry.” he said kissing you. “ mhm yes” you replied kissing back. Your daughters birth was painful but it was such a wonderful day.

As the years passed you married him and moved into his home. You experienced all the wealth he has that is now yours as well. Your daughter grew up with such good parents. Emilia went to an amazing school. She excelled in many things. She was happy to have parents who always have time for her. She is very spoiled by her dad. You both taught her to be humble and giving. All good morals. Shes a very kind person. When Emilia was 6 you had twins, Jack and Ashton Atlas.. It was shocking but you and Jack were so happy. Emilia was jealous at first but grew to love them so much. She even made an oath to always protect them. Eventually the Atlas family was a family of 10.

1)Jack Atlas

2)Y/n Atlas

3)Emilia Rosê Atlas

4)Jack Atlas Jr

5)Ashton Atlas

6)Leilani Atlas

7)Taylor Atlas

8)Sage(Cat)

9)Lily (Cat)

10)Aurora (Cat)

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tutuandscoot · 6 months

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Part three of the interwiew moment feels thing. Is Scott dissing current ice skating saying they grew up in an era where they had to take risks? Also i find the fact that they sometimes choose what to do based on what would be more unexpected hilarious. And Scott mentioning Suzanne by name saying she sort of lay the groundwork for that, like yea give that woman all the credit she deserves. Oh and them talking a lot whenever they do meet up now thats really endearing, sort of derailing the interwiew. Their parents waking up at 4 in the morning every day for years oh they really must have loved seeing their kids doing what they loved, it seems like a small thing but really its huge, how much they did for their kids. And the train analogy is nice and Scott saying he really likes it too when tessa is wondering if shes taking it too far. They really support each other so much. And them ending the interwiew saying they wouldnt be where they are without all the people supporting them. Its a really nice way to end the interwiew not focusing on themself but on others. And yea thats the interwiew. I hope this wasnt too rambling for you. If I manage to form more coherent thoughts about parts of this, il send you another ask. But yea the interwiew had a really nice vibe to it, being serious but not at the same time.

No this was a more coherent summary than I could’ve done!

This bit about their parents sacrificing so much for them:

So heads up I’m not a parent and I’m an only child so i might be speaking out of my arse here and of course every family situation is different

Disclosures out of the way;

When I was growing up dancing and being super into it and quite talented- starting to look for more opportunities out side of just my crappy dance school, my mum would basically drop everything for me. She wasn’t a single parent but she basically was bc my dad did nothing for me in this respect, she had one part time job that didn’t pay much and every single cent went to me and my dancing. I didn’t have the early wake ups like vm did thankfully but I had to travel really far away to get better training. She would pick my up from school after work 3 days a week and we would drive 2 hours away for 4 hours of dance, finish at 9 and drive home for 2 hours while I sleep in the car and the next day I would have to be at school at 6 am for school dance, then there was the exorbitant fees for training, pointe shoes, uniforms, physio, competitions, travel- my first international competition I got to the finals and she didn’t have enough money left to get a ticket to watch me, so she waited in the dressing rooms listening over the sound system.

She did so much for me and when I stopped dancing due to my back problems she layed an enormous amount of guilt on herself thinking it was her fault/ she shouldn’t have let me pursue this when my back condition developed bc it ended in so much pain and heart break. That was really hard for us and we fell out of our very close relationship over that grief, but we’re now getting back on better terms.

(I’m sorry this is a little life story)

On the contrary:

My best friend growing up who I danced with, she was one of 3 kids and her family was far more well off than me, she did dance and gymnastics- I’m pretty sure at one point she was national level at gymnastics. Anyway, one day her mum said to my mum “I could never do what you do for your daughter (me)”.

Now she had 3 young kids, worked full time, understandable it would be hard to take her daughter all around the place.

But VM’s parents did it.

They both have multiple siblings, yes some of T’s were much older when she was a child starting skating, but Scott’s were closer in age. T’s parents worked full time- her grandma helped out a lot. Skating is RIDICULOUSLY expensive and very hard to get funding for- a lot of adult skaters work other jobs to support themselves. They did it- they did all that for their kids- their youngest kids at that which a) in a way the others were older and could take care of themselves more but b) raising kids is expensive and again I’m not a parent but I imagine by kid 3 or 4 this gets exhausting- so now having the last kids to be born in each family be the ones doing the most and having the most insane- as VM said, depraved lifestyle full of strictness most kids don’t ever insure- their parents still did that for them.

This is not a comment on good and bad parenting- as I said people have different situations- but there are some that really do go above and beyond and don’t let anything/ don’t make excuses for themselves as parents for not giving their children everything to succeed- VM’s parents are incredible they deserve so much credit for what wonderful children they raised- NO MEDIA TRAINING- they were just raised so well to be kind and empathetic and appreciate every opportunity to afforded them.

Parents of the freaking century!!

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catholic-character-tournament · 10 months

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Round 2 - Resurrect Bracket (Losers Bracket) Side B

ashes to ashes, dust to dust; in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection to [make it to the finals]

Propaganda below ⬇️

Galahad

OKAY SO . “Galahad (played by Jonny d'Ville): a travelling preacher/religious zealot who is told to sit in the Siege Seat by Merlin, and discovers the fact that Fort Galfridian is falling into the star Avalon. He sparks the quest for the GRAIL, and willingly goes to his death to overcome its final defences.” DUDE SAT IN THE CHAIR THAT IS KNOWN FOR KILLING PEOPLE BECAUSE HIS CRUSH [MERLIN] [AKA HANGED MAN] [AKA DRUMBOT BRIAN] TOLD HIM TO . SORRY I THINK THATS REALLY FUNNY. he found out the whole shitshow of a spacestation he lived on was gonna fall into the sun and he went around yelling about it incomprehensibly and got fucking gunned down trying to get the GRAIL and just kept going through the gunfire because of how Religious [tm] he was . he died . in once and future king it just “galahad’s blind faith” . also hellfire goes really hard . he is the definition of going insane with the knowledge of the universe . also jonny dville played him thats bonus points

There was a prophet. The prophet gave three separate people three separate instructions. 1. Stop being racist 2. Love your son 3. Sit in the Chair That Makes People Insane Galahad received number three. He was the only one who followed the instructions. He sat in the Chair That Makes People Insane, saw the sun for the first time, and immediately starts preaching about how everyone will burn in hellfire

i dont know anything about this guy i just wanna help make Kai happy please dont like not count my submission just because i dont know anythinf except for the Kills You Chair im trying my best im sorry 😭

his themesong is called hellfire and it slaps btw go listen to it. anyways he is my blorbo blingus he is Deeply unwell i could fix him but also whatever is wrong with him is incredibly fascinating to watch. a robot dude who’s been hanging from the gallows since forever told him ‘hey go sit in the Chair That Kills People Who Sit In It’ and he was like 'I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT MY ENTIRE LIFE’. the getting-his-brain-fried thing definitely made him worse but he was also clearly kind of fucked up before that. his death is probably one of my favorite scenes in any mechs album. maybe just straight up my favorite. ahem. SAY WHAT YOU WILL ABOUT FAITH, BUT IT CAN HAVE POWERFUL EFFECTS ON THOSE THAT HAVE IT. IT CAN KEEP YOU FROM FALTERING AS THE BULLETS START TO SLAM INTO YOU. IT CAN KEEP YOU WALKING AS YOU LEGS ARE SHOT TO BLOODY STUMPS. IT CAN KEEP YOU LAUGHING AS YOUR LUNGS ARE FILLED WITH SHRAPNEL AND LEAD. IT CAN KEEP YOU SMILING AS HALF YOUR FACE IS BLOWN AWAY. IT CAN KEEP A MAN LIKE GALAHAD STANDING TALL UNTIL THE GUNS. CLICKED. DRY. anyways go listen to high noon over camelot <3

my friends my people my… flock I HAVE HAD A VISION!! A VAST FIERY ORB FLOATIN IN AN ENDLESS VOID!! and there so small so feagile US!!! BUT FALLIN FALLIN FALLIN INTO THE FLAMES!!! your soul is connected to the world youre in youre draggin it down with the weight of your sin surrounded by temptation and y'just give in we’re fallin into the flames OF THAT FIRE THAT FIRE THAT HEEEEELLLLLLFIIIRE YOUR BROW BECOMES SLICK AS YOU PERSPIRE YOU THINK YOURE THIRSTY NOW WAIT TIL IT GETS DRIER AND YA FEEL THE HEAT OF THE FLAMES OF THAT FIRE THAT FIRE THAT HELLFIRE YOUR SICK AND SINFUL LIES WILL BUILD A FUNERAL PYRE YOUR PERVERSION SCARS THE STATION SON ITS GONAN FRY HER AND WE ALLLLLL FALL INTO THE FLAMES… oh i have SEEN DAMNATION MY BROTHERS!! ive FELT its searing heat within my VERY BONES !!!!!!! but there is a way me be saved… “OH TELL US FATHER GALAHAD, TELL US” I HEAR YOU CRY “IS IT PIETY IS IT PURITY IS IT VIRTUE?” NO!!! ONLY WAY TO SAVE US NOW IS THE HOLY GRAIL ITSELF… HAHAHAHAHHAAAA…. WELL THAT ORB OF DAMNATION MAKES THE SUN SEEM PALE YOURE QUITE CORRECT TO QUIVER YOU ARE RIGHT TO QUAIL THE ONLY WAY TO SAVE US IS TO FIND THAT GRAIL OR WE ALL FALL INTO THE FLAMES OF THAT FIRE THAT FIRE THAT HELLFIRE YOUR SKIN STARTS TO SIZZLE AS YOU EXPIRE YOU CLAIM TO BE VIRTUOUS BUT YOURE A LIAR !!!!! AND YOU FEEL THE HEAT OF THE FLAMES … i said HEEEELLLLFIIIIRE HEEEEEEEELLLLFIRE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLFIIIIIREEE HEEEEEEELLLLLLFIIIIIIRE OF THAT FIRE THAT FIRE THAT HELLFIRE AT THE HEART OF THAT INFERNO THAT WILL NEVER TIRE IVE SEE THE END IS NIGH AND DAMNATIONS NIGHER OH WE ALL FALL INTO THE FLAMES

Ok i know this is kind of a shot in the dark because hes so obscure but i need to speak my truth. Hes so insane. The narrator calls him a “holy roller.” He has a vision which is meant to tell him that the place they live is LITERALLY going to get burnt to a crisp because its slowly falling into the sun. But hes like Oh my god i just had a vision of hell i need to save everyone from eternal damnation. And he happily gets killed and turned into a pile of slop because he believes its what he was “chosen to do” he quite literally dies for his religion. Hes also quite funny. I like him. Thank you

no propaganda some I'll just include

"When did Catholics become so judgmental?" hahahah

Gloria stealing the twins to get the secretly baptized is so funny to me. My auntie stole me as a baby to get my ears pierced. Just latino things

youtube

#cct polls #tumblr tournament #tumblr bracket #tumblr polls #galahad #high noon over camelot #the mechanisms #polls #r2losers #gloria pritchett #modern family #sophia vergara #Youtube

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beneathashadytree · 2 years

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Ahh i saw ur mirko fic and i just had to request! If this request doesnt work then you can ignore this!

okay so college AU !

Mirko has a best friend shes sleeping over with and shes in love with her best friend, and when theyre asleep she just has her chance and starts smoother them in affection and small smooches until they wake up leading them to a makeout session? (Kinda suggestive theme i hope thats in the category, if not please do ignore this!) i hope this request does you best!

A little add on! No need to put it in but its optional as long as your comfortable!

Can you make the gn!reader have some sort of style related to grunge masc? But the reader goes by they/them! And is like the tomboy in the friendship, but if this doesnt make you comfortable write it however you want! (2/2)

“FRIENDS”? - MIRKO/RUMI USAGIYAMA X READER

Warnings : college AU, this could count as dub-con seeing as the reader is asleep at first, making out, this is not proofread, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : suggestive fluff

Word count : 0.8K words

Additional notes : Thank you so much for your request! I’m a sucker for the best friends to lovers trope🥰 However, I live in a place where clothes aesthetics aren’t a thing, so I have no idea what grunge masc style is, I’m really sorry🫠 But don’t worry, I’m most comfortable writing for gender-neutral readers using they/them pronouns, as they’re my preferred identities and pronouns irl too! Idk if the tomboy part is obvious, but I tried to make it come naturally. Hope you enjoy this!!💗💗

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“And… now we’re done with the skincare routine.” Rumi left the bathroom in her PJs with an excited gait, only to find that her best friend was nestled underneath the covers, snuggled into the pillow and clearly fast asleep. “Did I really take that long?” she whispered, before shrugging and softly padding across the room.

After switching off the lights and carefully crawling in beside them, Rumi couldn’t help but stare up at them in awe. They looked so incredibly peaceful, none of the stress caused by college apparent on their face, all the stress lines gone. It was almost angelic; the way their lips were slightly pouted as they breathed slowly and steadily. Whether that was because they’d been struggling with the massive amount of assignments at this time of year, or because she was just so utterly smitten by them… eitherways, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from them.

‘Lovesick’ was the only way to describe how she looked at her best friend all the time, but they were rather daft when it came to things like this. It was a blessing in the way that they never thought twice about the affection Rumi always gave them, but it was also a curse that her feelings would always go unseen and consequently unreciprocated.

Still, she rather liked the idea of cuddling up to them as she often did. With a happy sigh of comfort, she tucked her head underneath their chin, and if she could purr as she nestled into their chest, she would’ve. Strong arms encircled them, as she tugged them as close as possible. It was rather nice, getting to entwine their legs together and lie like that.

“So fucking cute,” she mumbled under her breath as they unconsciously squeezed her back. Cheeks burning red with adoration, Rumi gently pressed her lips against their arm in a small kiss. She waited for a couple of seconds, just to make sure that she hadn’t woken them up. Seeing them still sleeping soundly, she got a little braver, and began to pepper chaste, innocent kisses all over any place her lips could reach—their arm, their shoulder, their collarbones, and even their chin.

As she courageously left a soft, open-mouthed kiss against their neck, the hand that had been clutching her waist tightened, as a deep sound escaped their throat. Rumi froze, red eyes blown wide as they shifted in her arms.

“Quite the daring bunny, aren’t you? I don’t remember this being a thing friends do.” Their voice was a little gruff and scratchy with sleep, but it still sent Rumi’s heart fluttering in her chest and a warmth blooming in her tummy.

Her momentary shock was quickly replaced by the urge to tease them even more. Damn it; she was so hopelessly in love with them.

“Don’t act like you don’t like it. You latched onto me the moment I got under the covers.”

With a lazy grin that had her blushing furiously, their fingers tipped her chin upwards, the challenging look in their eyes kindling the raging fire inside of her.

“Wouldn’t dream of lying. But I’ve got to one-up you this time.”

And before Rumi could process what was happening, their soft lips were on hers, stealing her breath away. She stilled for a moment, before she melted into the kiss and allowed herself to be swept away. Firm but gentle hands swept over her back, caressing her as the warmth of their tongue invaded her mouth. A shameless moan escaped her, their taste overwhelming her as she arched her back in delight. Tongues enwtined as they passionately kissed, Rumi hadn’t even noticed the way she’d begun squeezing her thighs closed in pleasure.

It was a little messy, with eager hands roaming, teeth nipping deviously at her lips, and sounds of sweet satisfaction escaping them. Rumi felt them all over her and in her, and she couldn’t help but fall in love with this all-consuming feeling, the same way she’d fallen in love with them. Her hands had clutched the front of their shirt, to get some semblance of control over herself, but all rational thought had gotten thrown out the window the moment they moaned into her mouth.

Only when they had to come up for air did they separate—much to both their dismay—and pant heavily in each other’s arms, pupils blown wide and hair askew.

Twisting to lie on their back, they tugged Rumi to sit upright on their lap. A quick glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table reminded her of how late it actually was.

“If we stay up any longer, we won’t be able to wake up for our morning run,” she breathlessly noted, her knees on both sides of their body. A now-familiar mixture of adoration and desire churned in her belly as they smirked up at her, hands firmly gripping her hips in place as she let out an involuntary whine of delight.

“Might as well get some exercise in to make up for that, then.”

Taglist: @thispersoniscrazy @wifeofkyojuro

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Kenma hanging out with his 6 month old baby because her mom went to work (training is very rough now!!)

9:00 AM

“ Kenma!”

“ yes babe?”

He asks leaving the bedroom.

“ Are you really busy today?? I can’t leave karrie (THATS HER NAME OKAY) to kuro cause he said he’ll be having a meeting, and akaashi said his mental health is lower than the gas prices so he can’t take care of a child right now, but anyways can you take care of her??”

“ sure babe. I just have to go to some proposals and meetings and stream until 11pm.”

“Okay! I’ll be home around 6:30 be responsible kenma!”

“ Bye! say bye karrie.”

Your husband gets his daughter’s hand and makes a wave motion.

(Baby Karrie’s POV)

10:00 AM

You’re stuck in an uncomfortable baby seat in a car where the air freshener smells like cake.

You wail.

“ whats wrong sweetheart? C’mere”

your dad then lowers the air conditioning (he thinks it’s getting too cold and he unfortunately forgot to bought an extra blanket) (you threw up on the first one)

“ Okay we’re here. If anyone looks at you weirdly just wail at their faces.” He chuckles.

“ okay everyone, what’s up? What’s the new idea?”

“ KENMA IS THAT UR KID? OH MY GOD SHE LOOKS LIKE YOU SO MUCH.” Hinata says.

“ SEE? SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL” kuro adds.

“ We’re getting a little bit off-topic here guys.”

Akaashi says.

“ Can we get mcdonalds?” Bokuto asks.

“ Can you all tell me why I’m here instead of making my wailing daughter go to bed??”

“ CAN WE ADD SPARKLY CAPES TO OUR UNIFORMS??”

Bokuto asks.

“ THAT WOULD BE SO COOL CAN WE DO THAT?”

Hinata adds.

“ first off, stop yelling you’re scaring my child, second, you guys are volleyball players not superman.”

“ anything else?”

Kenma asks, getting impatient yet his daughter was chewing on the blonde tips of his hair.

“ CAN WE DO AN AD?” Bokuto says.

“For?”

“ IDK ANYTHING ELSE?”

You see your father touching the bride of his nose.

You kept on babbling random things until-

“ dada??”

“Yes- wait what?”

“ Oh my GOD! SHE SAID HER FIRST WORD!” Bokuto screams.

“ I am so proud of that baby!”

Kuro says.

Akaashi fell asleep on the table while hinata broke the water dispenser (its leaking on the floor) bokuto’s drawing on the whiteboard explain how having sparkly capes on uniforms would make their performance better (newsflash he most likely would trip on them)

12:00 PM

(Lunch!)

“ I’m getting hungry and those guys wasted OUR time when we could be playing games, wanna eat fruits and lunch??”

You pointed to the chips.

“ these?? I don’t think you can have these.. but heres a peice of orange.”

(Kenma’s Point of View)

1:00pm

“ We’re finally home, thank goodness, you tired sweetheart?”

You put your tired daughter on the crib, it’s nice seeing her be peaceful for a while. she looks like her beautiful mother.

As the computer opens, you post an announcement saying you’ll be streaming at 4PM ( hoping your daughter is awake by then)

2:00 PM

(Kenma’s POV)

As you prepare to stream (updating games, preparing snacks and water also 3 cans of energy drinks and somehow a bag of chips bigger than your daughter)

You get a phone call.

“ Hey honey!”

“ hey babe? Hows work?”

“ Yeah it’s good, its just that-“

You hear what’s probably sakusa and atsumu screaming at each other, kageyama and hinata not agreeing to a single thing, and bokuto on the corner who managed to squeeze himself there.

“ Y’know you could quit, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“ silly. I can’t! I like this job, these idiots are my friends, and so are yours too.”

“ I got to go babie! Bye!”

“Bye.” You say dropping the call.

3:00 PM

Just an hour left, you started the stream with a timer popping up (R THOSE RIGHT I SEE PEEPS ON TWITCH DOING THOSE)

Getting all the stuff you need on a small table next to your desk, You kinda feel lonely, your daughter is sleeping and your wife is hanging out with her friends.

“She’s better with me.”

“I miss her so much.”

4:00 PM

(kenma’s pov)

“ she’s not awake yet? That’s weird.”

You check on your daughter on the other room ( she’s still there don’t worry)

“ that’s rare.”

As the stream starts everyone and the chat goes loud.

“ hey guys. What’s up?”

After 30 minutes of being focused on a game, you check up on your daughter again.

“ She’s still asleep?? Is this even normal? She’s not crying as if we’re cooking her alive??? wow!”

He goes back to the room.

“ sorry to keep you guys waiting. Let’s continue this.”

stancats4: Why do you keep on leaving the room??

You see the question, you get a bit irritated by this question yet answer by:

“ Just busy taking care of someone special. That’s all” you smile.

The chat somehow goes wild with you smiling, this is how far they can get with you anyways.

5:00 PM

( Kenma’s POV)

“ She’s still asleep?? Wow.”

You’re looking at your peaceful daughter, who’s been sleeping for 4 hours now.

It’s getting lonely, you miss them both even if they’re near.

As the last game comes to an end, you ask the chat what to play next?

“ this is like the last chapter what else do you guys wanna play??”

matchalatte: you should play animal crossing!

You squint your eyes to see the suggestion

“ animal crossing?? Sure i guess.”

Moments after joining the game you hear a famillar sound.

Your daughter was crying from the other room.

You rushed there.

“ hey baby, had a great nap didn’t you?? Come here with me.”

( here’s where more chaos starts.)

“ Okay guys, let’s continue.”

“ No karrie- thats my CPU that heats up, you’ll get hurt. No- karrie!”

(He’s not mad dw)

“ what are you pointing to??”

She’s pointing to the can of energy drink.

“ You can’t have that, anyways eat this.”

You paused the game.

Your daughter ends up crying really loud.

“ What’s wrong?, this isn’t even expired.”

You taste the baby food (just checking if its still good ofc)

“ what the- YUCK. If i was an 8 month old baby and they told me to eat this, I’d cry louder than you, let’s get you nicer food.”

He brings his laptop, and then goes to the kitchen.

“ Okay you like bananas right? Let’s mush them with honey”

after minutes of doing the work you spoon feed your daughter.

“ Okay guys, might aswell end this. Bye for now.”

He ended it early because he thought his daughter was getting tired and scared of the webcam.

6:00 PM

As the blue sky slowly and slowly fades, you craddling your daughter, knowing this won’t last forever.

Yes she’ll always be your daughter you think, but will she always need you? Will she ever call one day and tell you how was her day? Will she ever remember you when she has a family of her own?

This sounds like he’s overthinking yet, he just likes to think how he’s enjoying every moment because all of this, everything that surrounds him, will never last forever.

He hears the doorknob jingle a bit.

“I’m home!” (Y/N says)

“ how’s our sweet cherry??”

“ she’s doing good, just good.”

Shout out to Venn for keeping the live action headcanons rolling 🥰

#my lovely bbys #live action headcannons 🤣#follower headcanons #venn noculus

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the-kipsabian · 2 years

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before i go to bed, since its ace week

hi. my name is night. im an aroace agender person

i dont connect with a gender. im physically a woman cause i dont know what i want from my body to actually look like, and getting treatment is behind a wall made out of loooooong time of doctors appointments and therapy and tests and whatnot. even more so for a person like me who has been diagnosed with mental issues before. however, that doesnt change the fact that i feel no connection to this gender, or any other - i mentally see myself just as a meat blob, having to just exist in this body without another option right now, tho what i physically look like on the outside rn does not represent how i actually feel. i know im genderless. im not a woman nor do i want to be, im also not a man nor do i wanna be that either. im also not a secret third option, im no option at all. im the 'opt out to not answer this question' button. the none of the other

im also very much an aromantic. ive had crushes before tho so ive thought for the longest time i might be demi. cause all my crushes came to be after a mental connection with these people were made. but it also never came with more than 'oh this person was nice to me at a time i really needed that, i like them and wanna maybe like be close to them and idk hold hands??’ but thinking back on it now, ive never actually like. felt romantic towards anyone. i have never been in love as far as im concerned. i dont like kissing, hugs and hand holding are reserved for people i care about closely but not in a sense where i wanna date them. or maybe i’d like to try, but i also know im never gonna love them as more than my friends. any kind of intimate bullshit is out of the question unless we’re close friends and mostly when i initiate. i think im incapable of feeling romantic love, but i dont think this is a bad thing in the slightest. i just view it as the necessary evil in a sense, where all the love i do got to give is the same for everyone regardless of our status and their gender etc., and its just a sign that we are friends. i have a love language, but its not romantic, i dont feel it, but i still show it to people who i deeply do care about. and thats okay

ive always been ace. i grew up always thinking everyone else was weird (and honestly kinda gross lmao) thinking about sex and kissing and boyfriends and girlfriends and i was just. idk in a sense trying to fit in. but i never leaned that way, i still dont - ive known for the longest time that i am sex repulsed, thats nothing new to me, which is why even as a supposed adult at the ripe age of 30 (lol) im still not getting into smut, like yeah that should be saying something. like this started when i was maybe like 12 or 13 and this kind of stuff started to pop up for the first time in my small friend circle, and i just never got into anything like that that a person my age was maybe supposed to. i was never interested. and one thing im thankful about having grown up the fucked up way i did is that i never dated. i never had to find out about my orientation that way. like maybe i spent a lot of time thinking i was a demi on this section too, just thinking that it was very normal for kids not to be that horny as i wasnt either - but i still couldnt get into the “horny” stuff kids my age were getting into. it was weird. but, i had all the time to think about it, and eventually when i got old enough to separate the sexual and romantic attractions and online became a place i could search on my own safely (yay first own laptop!) and more informative about this stuff, the labels just. kinda fell into my lap. and it made sense. ive made my peace about being this way a long time ago and i dont care what that makes me in someone elses eyes (for example, my mom thinks its better that im “supposedly ace” rather than i would date girls :))) ), i know who i am and how i am. and im ace. and you can have all the sex you want idc im not here to preach i just know thats not for me and i do not crave for it, not now, not ever, and never have

oh and also yeah i think my bio says flux in there, its a thing i was made aware of recently in my last identity meltdown few months ago, which is basically like. you are the base of these identities (in this case, aroace) but some times it might very slightly but noticeably fluctuate towards something else for a brief amount of time - so if you’ve ever seen one of my gay panic moments yeah it might be actual real gay feelings i have. i dont know, but it feels appropriate and accurate and even if its not, having a little label to pin on it like an asterisk helps my anxiety about it so. yeah. and thats the most important things

im not only writing this to make it clear who i am and what i am, but maybe someone will see this and know that no matter what they identify as and what they are, they are valid and loved. if nothing else, i love you 💜

#night is an absolute mess on main #aromantic #asexual #agender #im tagging this yay #if you have a problem block and move on im not listening to your negative shit on ace week #im here im queer i can be fucking loud about it if i want to fuck you #anyways love you i need to go to bed lmao #aaa

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honeytonedhottie · 6 months

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Hi love. So just wanting your opinion. I’ve been spiritual for a while and last year I met this guy who’s prob the most spiritual person I know consider my other friends. It started as a crush but for other reasons we stayed friends. And I’m super glad to have spiritual people like that around me. It’s something I’ve been wanting since forever.

I’m now at the place when I highly consider who’s good to be around me, I count things I don’t want and things I want. And one thing I def don’t want is inconsistency. I don’t like to wonder about people, I like to count on them not only about big things but also small things such as knowing we’re going for the coffee we scheduled a week ago and didn’t forget. So consistency also involves being true to your word and actions.

Anyway this guy travels a lot as he didn’t find his base yet so while he was in another country he didn’t even text me once, which is not only inconsistent in terms of actions but also inconsistent in terms of his feelings.. since he says I mean so much to him and he’s never had a person who understood him like I do and our connection is super spiritual and deep..but how is he cherishing and valuing that when he doesn’t remember to send a tiny text while he’s in another country? So this pissed me off cause if I mean so much to him I expect him to act like it.

Recently he moved back so he texted me saying he knows he’s terrible for not texting me all this time but wants to ‘regain my trust’ and ‘fix our relationship’ to which I replied saying my needs are to have consistent people around me otherwise I don’t trust. He said he will try but even now when two days passed I don’t see him showing consistency.

So inspired by your post you made about next year, you wrote to be careful who we surround ourselves with.. so I’m sitting here contemplating, should I just tell him to F off and that I no longer believe him since he’s not showing signs of consistency or should I give him more time?

I don’t want to be bitter when we meet cause i don’t like being vibrationally low but I think my anger and disappointment is valid, and at the same time I have people pleasing tendencies so if I see him sad while we meet I’ll basically forgive him even though he didn’t show consistency yet. But how do I stick to my boundaries without sounding mean?

a way to stick to ur boundaries without being mean is by making them clear and communicating them clearly. do it in a tone that doesn't suggest that ur being mean, but also make sure that the tone u use suggests that ur being serious.

i believe that people will reveal themselves to u thru their ACTIONS and the longer that u know someone, the more that they will subconsciously reveal aspects about their character. in this case, if you've never witnessed him doing this before and hes just starting to then that probably means that hes just now showing you his true colors and its good that u noticed 💗💗

but now the decision is up to you if you'll stick around or move onto better things, hes already shown u his character. honestly, stick to ur boundaries and what u value bcuz you'll be SO much happier for it in the long run and thats all that matters

i recommend u separate urself from that situation so that u dont stay vibrationally low 🧿🧿🧿

#advice

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lunarifie · 2 years

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Rewatching Ninjago

(With no context other than the episode)

Possession 9-10

CHENS NOODLES!!!

So that's means...

SKYLER!!!

Who knew stiix citizens were party folk

Crazy this is all happening on new-years

CYRUS BORG!!!

Cant believe we’re seeing these characters again

Cyrus borg: Lloyd looks older! I see we have a water ninja, a titanium one too! Coles a… a ghost? Jay. you look shorter. And Kai!

Cole: ☹️

Jay: what do you mean I look shorter.

Ohhhh I see where they got Coles love for music in the movie.

Its canon he loves soft rock btw for anyone who makes Cole brookstone spotify playlists

THEYRE SO SUPPORTIVE OF NYA 😭😭😭

Shes got a plaaan :DDD

So the ghosts just live in stiix now-

Wus latest fits have been fire

Morro: you really think id ever have the ninja even step foot in my town?

(Cuts to the ninja quite literally wandering around in disguises in his town)

NYAS IN LLOYDS GREEN NINJA SUIT

Ok ok ok whats gonna happen im excited

Kai: Tea anyone :D

Ghost: Yes please!

Kai: (dumps it on him) :D

Ghost: HFHJSHFOSJRNRARARATEIRIEN

Kai: oops!

Morro: (trauma dumping on the ‘green ninja’)

Nya: 😐😑😐

GO NYA HELL YEAH

This is embarrassing for you Morro, ur ghost friends can Respawn now and the ninja are STILL winning 🙄

Nvm

Morro: Im stronger Lloyd!!! Ive been inside your head… ik what your afraid of!!! You could never do this alone! Your WEAK.

Okay but if youve been inside his head then you have to at least have a little bit of pity for him.

If you witnessed his trauma firsthand and didnt feel bad for attacking him then idk man 😭

Morro: What are you waiting for Lloyd? An invitation?!? If you want the realm crystal! EARN IT.

Morros lines are fucking cool as hell tho

Lloyd: (on the verge of breaking the crystal)

Morro: STOP!

Lloyd: (actually stops)

WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Morro you manipulative BITCH

Lloyd: (contemplating if he should break the crystal or not to save his father)

Kai: (frantically giving Lloyd instructions on how to fight, assuming Lloyd just forgot, through a barred window)

Stop.

No.

I dont like that. Dont like that at all. The preeminent can go and fuck right off i hate her.

LLOYD NO.

I REMEMBER THIS

HES BEING DRAGGED TO THE CURSED REALM

Time for a father son reunion 😀

Kai: Who’s THAT

Zane: thats the preeminent, shes the manifestation of the cursed realm.

Cole: Well I know one thing, she ain’t pretty.

I hate her design i hate it

First nimbus, now the preeminent why do we have the grossest and ugliest creatures this season

She looks like a bulging veiny eyeball with an asshole in the middle

I hate her sm

I hope she explodes and dies

Actually no thats also gross

I hope she peacefully fades away.

Misako: Look! Its Lloyd!

Morro: (on a tentacle of the preeminent, half transparent, a ghost, and black hair.)

Wu: thats not Lloyd…

Yeah, no shit.

Kai: if theres any time to unlock your true potential its now!!!

Nya: Oh! Your so right! Let me just flip a switch! OH RIGHT. I DONT HAVE A SWITCH BECAUSE IM NOT A FUCKING NINDROID

i think Nya should be allowed to curse

Lloyds INSIDE the preeminent?

Okay but why are Chen and Clouse in little cages while Garmadons chained like hes some sort of beast

How is that fair.

This hurts because Garmadons there. HES RIGHT THERE. Hes been chained up for months. And Ik hes gonna continue to be there for years.

At least he got a second goodbye.

Nya: IS THIS AS FAST AS THE BOAT GOES???

Ship man (drinking tea): its a steam boat not a rocket ship🙄

Ok but you dont gotta be a dick about it

Lloyd wearing his fathers garments/robe is very symbolic and sweet but theres two choices for Garmadon in the cursed realm rn

Hes either butt ass naked

Or hes wearing his sons small teenager clothes

Morro probably listens to better than me by the brobecks

Lloyds so smart

Drown that pubic stress ball!!!! 📢

Wait so are they just gonna drown the city of stiix

I did NOT need a close up shot of the preeminents ghost-making hole

God she has legs now.

HELL YEAH THE NINJA ARE OFFICIALLY SIX

im so pumped

Jay: Doctor! I think the patients knee needs to be put on ice!

Zane: Gladly!

Best dynamic

The way Lloyd and Morro are fighting between realms isnt even like, real fighting. Its exactly how me and my cousins used to play fight 💀

They did not.

THEY DID NOT.

ITS CHIMA 😭😭😭

ARE THEY GONNA CAMEO OTHER LEGO SHOWS AS THE SIXTEEN REALMS?!?!?!??

Kai: (falling)

Cole: I GOT YOU!

Kai: (phases right through him) AAAAAAAAA

Cole: oh. I guess not.

It always ends with this. With the “i cant swim!” kai and the “I can’t get wet!!!!” Cole

FIRE AND ICE MAKE WATER.

…

You know when that would have been useful? FIVE EPISODES AGO.

“You’re weakness is that you give up too easily. You only like what comes easy. Don’t be afraid to fail, Nya”

The way water is so fluid and loose. Flexible to be shaped into anything it wants to be. The saying of ‘go with the flow’ which is usually connected with water and going where life takes you, carefree and relaxed.

All that being the exact opposite of Nya

No wonder she had such a hard time mastering it

Nya ik you unlocked your true potential but be careful there 😀 Cole will still DIE if he gets in contact with water

Nyas literally the best

Favorite character!!!!!

No. Dont do this to me.

This is the most desperate ive ever heard Wu sound.

He just wants his adopted son back.

Morro please.

Morro: you can only save those, who want to be saved…

NO THAT IS NOT THE LAST THING YOU SAY THOSE ARE NOT YOUR LAST WORDS.

And the award of quickest and most accepted redemption in lego ninjago that lasted 5 seconds goes toooooo

MORRO!!!!

No but fr he was such a little bitch this whole season and really had no redeeming qualities other than his tragic backstory/motivation. Also his redemptions only being 5 seconds of giving the crystal to Wu and saying a very depressing line before returning to the cursed realm.

Canon Morro is questionable, but fanon Morros cool as fuck, love that guy

Hes also just, a kid.

I think.

Morro acts a little like Lloyd, with his childlike speaking habits. Who knows.

Wait.

So the cursed realm.

Its gone?

Like GONE gone??!?!

Like, EVERYONE in the cursed realm, inside the preeminent, is DEAD.

Garmadon???

Morro?????

So theres FIFTEEN realms now?!?!?!?

#morro stans dont come for me I love him i promise #ninjago #lego ninjago #Rewatching Ninjago

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