#LIKE WAHT WAS GOING ON HERE WHAT

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Still losing it over the fact a random pair of 80s glasses from the thrift store are my exact prescription

#HELLO??? #i mentioned it on my sideblog earlier but not here i dont think? #man. #what #lowkey they might actually be better than my current glasses?? #WHAT are the chances of that #i dont think ill ever not be shocked about this. like hello #WHY can i SEE out of the RANDOM THRIFT STORE GLASSES #the right lenses are also thicker than the left lenses like mine are?? #and i have like. idk what it is. some kinda blurry problem that discourages me from driving at night w/o a special thing on my lenses #.i put the thrift store glasses on at night to test and. it was. the exact same as my glasses w the special thing #still losing my absolute mind over this. why are the glasses my prescription #potato rambles n speaks #i dont know if theyre actually from the 80s but they are like. the style of it. if they really are decades old that'd be like. #itd be. #man. i cant think of words. just imagine waht im going through w this thought

[derpinette]

being pigeon toed is so damn humiliating But on the upside i can twist both of my legs completely backwards & walk Which is cool i think ^q^

#just noticed today when i got my shoes back from the cobbler ( my sole literally flew halfway off midway down a hill ) #that my feet looked kind of crazy inside them i was like Ermm waht o_0 did my cobbler do this what is going on #but then i looked at my other shoes & they literally ALL HAVE A DENT ON THE INNER SIDE !!!! #made me want to jump inside a well & DIE i sure hope nobody notices that about me. my shoes i mean #i got a few comments here & there about my Goofy Gait 🐴 throughout my life ( not necessarily mean but ) well SORRY #please keep that to yourself next time & let me believe it is not that noticeable #anyway i just now noticed after all these years that all my shoes have obvious intoe walking wear & tear & it looks insane #ALL my shoes since childhood like even my animal house slippers WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME... #BTW when i said both legs i meant one at a time

[weenhands]

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#i think what ive been going thru lately is true dissociation #i feel like i cant inhabit my body or any decision-making and i sometimes forget where i am in a way where like #im so mentally exhausted. im thinking too much #everything has just built up at this point #social anxiety and anxiety in general. me being confused about the stuff in my head and waht i want #i think at this point i am. not in my body nor am i here LOLLLL #that may be like. depersonalizing Or maybe just depression #but i feel like im asleep and awake at the samw time #vent

[scare-ard--sleigh]

me trying to figure out which denomination joseph christiansen is by looking at the canon pictures of the maple bay church and finding that there are basketball markings on the floor where the youth mixer takes place,,,,, why tf is there a gym in the church which is a VEry small building when looked at from the outside ????? i'm

#the christiansen mess #it's eating away at me i am losing my MIND okay. #dream daddyblogging #like there clearly isn't an upstairs and i sincerely DOUBT they'd put a basketball court in the basement especially when there's also a #stage built into the wall which is another weird feature for a church to have tbh but I'll give it a pass bc my church experiences are #limited . the ceiling is also really high for it to be a basement???? #SO WHAT IS THIS WAHT IS GOING ON HERE. the fucking church of bball?????? fucking. slam dunks for the lord?????? #WAIT i just realized something else: you to go joseph's office from this room; the bball room. he takes you down a dark hallway-- #there aren't any stairs bc if there were he would have turned the lights on bc he's not a monster (despite what a lot of people claim.) #if you look in joseph's office--the margarita zone as it were--you can see a window behind his desk. #out this window you can see the night sky and the tops of trees. which means that they are not in the basement. #the plot THICKENS what is GOING ON.

[milflewis]

christ i forgot how gay these movies were

#hobbs n shaw. like what the fuck #‘when all this is over u n me are going to find a location where it’s just us. one on one’ AND DO WAHT ?? FUCK ??? #everyone being like if brian were here he’d understand dom. my brother in christ dom’s WIFE is right there !! #can SHE not understand him. im crying #yes i am already on the eighth f&f don’t at me #blessed.txt

[kethabali]

owie my legs i accidentally walked 9 miles today...

#ooh i am in pain #but its nice to do things i must say #for fun #and not for work or school or organizing stuff #just a day out like i have nothing to worry about #haven't had one of those for a while #🧃 #first i went to a protest and then i wandered for a while #then i went home #i went to a second protest but their energy was so low #first of all how they got speakers without a permit. if they got a permit that is stupid and defeats the purpose of a protest #you shouldn't get permission to disrupt things. thats not a disruption then #and the cops were not even telling them to get off the streets and there wasn't even half the number of cops as the first one i went to #and the crowds were much larger but barely anyone was actually chanting people were just walking with only a few groups doing chants #disappointing. it was just not a good protest #so i left bc like waht the fuck is even going on. the cops seemed perfectly fine with it?? unlike the first one i was at #they were ramming their bikes and motorcycles into us and pushing people against cars to arrest them and getting on our ass the min we step #on the streets #i was very confused why they were doing nothing and in fact chatting and laughing to each other and people were freely on the street??? #i was like what the hell is going on here are they like secret zionists?? what is going ON

[pyrriax]

i am a deranged man.

im just putting this here for fic storage sake but this fic is the fluff i must make up for.

#haunted ecosystem #haunted bookshelf #im not even gonna tag this with anything i am going to promptly forget i ever wrote this fic #what normal person puts like three hours into a CRAIGSLIST WORKSKIN ON AO3 #i wish i was kidding. i used my html + css knowledge for that. #i need to add more to it *later* once the mcc event is over #because its for that technically #okay im too tired #i cnnot type #why ami HUNGRY waht #i am getitng hit with status effects #how did we get here

[daaydreamy]

“his cock was monumental”

#⋆˚୨ my silly little online diary ୧˚⋆ #like mine #also what’s with twitter users moving here idk waht’s going on my tumblr is really slow 😭

[cowpokeomens]

noah is into a nice messy making out sesh. i’m talking he clashes his teeth into yours but doesn’t care one bit. spit down your chin and up your nose. tryna suck your tongue out your mouth. tongue fucking you. biting a wee bit too hard on your lips that it leads to bleeding but he licks that up no bother. all whilst moaning unnecessarily loud, running his hands all over your body, groping around and digging his nails into your skin. he’ll also pull on your hair to guide you in the direction he wants you before he tugs your head back to go to town on your neck :)

OKAY YEAH???? WAHT PROMPTED THIS ANON???

Okay yeah so. Holy shit where do I begin. So:

• Noah

Yup!

Okay seriously like he’s sooooooo fucking demanding I swear if he wasn’t 7ft tall we would all just call it like it is and say he’s a brat, anyways- so demanding. Doesn’t bother asking for what he wants, just takes it. Very into the animalistic desire you two have for each other. Especially in the first few months of your relationship, whatever that relationship may be. Like when he’s horny he’s on a one track mind of fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck so there’s no such thing as a cute smooch here and there, he’s grabbing you by your hair in the middle of movie night and dragging you into his lap to suck your face off. Would grip your waist hard enough to leave bruises, presses his fingers into said bruises for weeks. It takes .02 seconds for him to stiffen up with you in his lap, and then he’s grinding into you so aggressively that he almost bucks you off his lap completely. What the fuck. I’m never going to be okay again.

#bad omens fic #bad omens fanfiction #ramblin gal #bad omens fanfic #bad omens x reader #bad omens smut #noah sebastian fic #noah sebastian fanfic #noah sebastian head canon #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian smut

[arachine]

my eyes r rolling omffff waht is wrong w u and how r u so talented! it’s not fair 🙏 but anyway i can’t stop thinking about more stepbro!neteyam and how you’re going through heat and he helps you out

claiming 🫘 if it’s not taken 😁

— sinful desires !

+ pairings :: step!bro neteyam x female na’vi!reader 

+ genre :: mature

+ general tags :: 18+ (explicit sexual content, explicit language)

+ content warnings :: characters aged up (20), dark content, pseudo-cest, reader gets her heat, corruption, dacryphilia, vaginal sex, f/m ejaculation...not proofread

+ note :: hi nonnie bb! wrote this as a thirst…went a little overboard hehe :3 + not my usual format ;( bc i wrote this before going to the dining hall LOL! but yeah, this is just smth light before i get started on my actual WIPS.

“c’mon, don’t look at me like that,” he thumbs your cheek, tilting his head with an avian flutter of his lashes. neteyam could be so…generous. always too eager to help—too eager to make everybody’s problems, his problems.

right now he had you splayed out in a clearing, one hand holding his weighty cock, and the other holding the back of your thigh. you’ve been in this position for a while, all heavy breaths and squirms, physically (and mentally) fighting the urge to relinquish your body to him—to let him you.

you always pictured your first heat going a lot smoother than this. that when the time came, you’d be prepared and mated—but you were neither. so, one could only imagine the moral dilemma that arises when you’re forced to choose between two (very bad) options: 1) doing nothing and ultimately succumbing to the pain, and 2) fucking the only guy who conveniently happened to be within proximity.

the latter was obviously, not something you would’ve chosen for yourself—but the pain was excruciating—debilitating, and your current location wasn’t giving you much room for choice.

“look, you can stay here and suffer, bound to the forest soil, or you can let me help you,” the boy slides the weeping tip of his cock over your exposed folds, “which one sounds better? wallowing in pain or big brother helping you, hm?”

the tail of his query is accompanied with a prod to your hole, and you whimper in response, arching up to grasp at his chest. neteyam finds amusement in this, chuckles under his breath and gets real low on top of you.

“c’mon, baby, say it. tell me with your words. not gonna make you do something you don’t want to do,” and with that he’s lifting your chin up, using the pad of his loitering thumb to swipe away crystalline droplets.

you nod your head slowly. first once, then twice, lifting your hips up to meet him halfway. he takes your silent acquiescence as an invitation to glide into you. and, fuck, it’s so easy…fits right in like a glove. overwhelmingly wet and warm, a terrible combination that scares him.

you’re trouble, he thinks. because he knows that after he fucks you, gives you what you want—he’ll only want more. and that hunger will only grow, it’ll fester and fester, until the only way he can get off is with you. and that couldn’t happen, no—because this was only supposed to be a one time thing.

what would the people think of their future olo’eyktan messing around with his little sister? surely, they’d denounce his claim and deem him unfit to lead, right? and what would your parents think? they’d probably disown the both of you, or worse, disown you. and that’s the last thing he wants—to ruin you.

which is why this has to be the first time and the last time.

“‘teyam make me feel good please!” you clasp your hands behind his neck, forcing him to lay atop of you, “wan’ it to stop hurting…please, just…help me.”

there’s a flicker in your eyes when you say it, and he likes it. makes his spine tingle and his pupils dilate. because he wants to hear you do it again.

“you want me to make you feel good, huh?” a slow, drawn out thrust, “want big brother to make it feel better here?” he unsheathes himself from your gummy cunt and taps the top of your mound with the weight of his length.

“mhm, need you now, ‘teyam. please, hurry!” of all the years he’s known you, he’s never known you to be a beggar. the sheer desperation in your voice alone was enough to make him forgo all of his disciplines.

without pause, he guides his mushroomy head back to your leaking hole, and pushes himself all the way in until the fat of his balls is plush against your ass.

its’s so swift, the way he completely takes charge, like he’s done this before—like he’s been inside of you. your body was foreign to him, a stranger, and yet, it wasn’t. and he convinces himself as much because of the way you’re responding to him.

you are putty under his touch, and every moan, grab, clutch, and clench only confirms this.

faster, deeper—harder, you preen. and he obeys. does it when you command it, and doesn’t ease up. it’s almost unreal, the way the two of you are moving in perfect synchrony. like you’re liquified metal, melding together to form one.

“shit, feel you clenching. are you close, baby?” he syncopates each word with a harsh thrust, letting his weight distribute to one arm as he encases the side of your head. you nod eagerly, mumbling a string of expletives, followed after a series of strangled cries.

“f-feel it coming, don’t stop.” you’re so close, so, so, so close to that sweet release that you’ve been chasing after since it happened, and you’ll be damned if you don’t get it.

unconsciously, you wrap your legs tighter around his torso, and pull him down by the neck until his face is mere centimeters away from yours. you’re close—too close. so close that if he were to dip his head down just slightly, he’d kiss you.

your eyes flit to his lips, to his eyes, and then back to his lips. calling. beckoning. pleading.

kiss me, is what he thinks they’re saying. but he’s scared it’s too…intimate. a kiss would solidify things—feelings—and he didn’t have the mental fortitude to come to terms with that just yet.

this was supposed to be something he did to help you, he reminds himself. he was just doing you a favor, because that’s what brothers did, right? just a favor. nothing more, nothing less.

but eyes stare back into eyes, and breaths intertwine with breaths, and shit, he’s a weak man. this was another deadly combination that could only be blamed by the forced proximity. damn this.

he presses his lips to your own, harsh and heavy, leaving no room for anything. no room for hesitation—air—not even for protest. and when you kiss him back with just as much want, just as much need? he’s melting into your touch, ramming into you with such unbridled velocity, that you don’t even register the accidental love bite you gave his lip.

he works through it though, licks the blood up and continues his assault on your cunt. lays thrust after thrust until your body falls lax in his hold and your thighs clench shut around him.

“that’s it, sweet girl,” he coos, “go ahead, give it all to me.” with the encouragement of his sweet words, you come undone all over his cock, with his own release not too far behind.

“fuckfuckfuck, where you want it?” he grunts out through broken moans.

“inside, do it inside!” you sob, grabbing for his neck once more, pulling him down to your chest. you help to draw his release out by moving your hips in unison with his, holding yourself up on your forearms as he sheathes himself in and out of you at a dizzying pace.

with a final piston, he finishes inside of you. the two of you stall in the air briefly before he gently lowers you down onto your back, him following soon after to lay on your breasts.

when his breaths even, and the bioluminescent plants begin to glow, he unsheathes himself from inside you and sits back on his knees. you look so pretty, he thinks. with his spent seeping from your hole, and your skin all slick with sweat.

“this can never…” you breathe, chest still heaving and breaths ragged, “never, ever happen again.”

a beat. he doesn’t answer. and you repeat yourself, only this time, with more power behind your tone.

“hey, this can never happen again. got it?”

he can only manage to give you a nod, but he doesn’t give you his word.

because this? this wouldn’t be the last time. he was going to be selfish, and if that meant ruining you for anyone else in the clan—if that meant keeping you from finding a potential mate, he’d just have to ruin you.

© arachine 2023

#dark.content #neteyam x reader #neteyam x reader smut #neteyam sully x reader #neteyam sully x reader smut #neteyam sully smut #avatar x reader smut #atwow x reader smut

[moonchemistry]

here's what it was all leading up to! my silly little next generation of MLP. more info about them under the cut because i can't help myself

ships:

fluttercord

appledash

cheesepie

twipie

shining armor / princess cadance??? whatever that's called

starlight / trixie / sunburst

derpy / dr whooves

sweetie belle / button mash

lore:

pandora is the oldest of the mid gang, jellybean is the youngest

anath is a student/apprentice of rarity, who initially they didnt get along for various reasons (do you notice i made them look as antithetical and unappealing to rarity as possibly) but now they see each other as family and rarity is a huge mother figure for her. rarity saw a lot of spike in anath and that was one of the reasons she started growing so close to her

zap apple wants to be the first earth pony to be in the wonderbolts. his older sister, aurora apple, desperately wants to get away from the family and just do her own thing

it took twilight and pinkie a long time to get together so thats why jellybean is the youngest lol. the poly relationship is twilight x pinkie and pinkie x cheese but not twilight x cheese

klaus is just some guy that pandora thinks is neat

pandora and anath cant stand each other

skyla is kind of in the group by proxy and because shes cousins w jellybean etc etc but she 1. lives in the crystal kingdom 2. kind of feels excluded sometimes because shes kind of just there cus their parents are all friends

on the other hand, lil' cheese and flurry heart are huge friends, despite the fact that flurry heart is prolly like 5 years or so older than him.

flurry heart and bundt cake dont rly know each other but lil cheese and bundt cake have been besties since they were born cus they were born around the same time and grew up together

silly string is trans. i didnt make her cape that color on purpose it was an accident but im going w it lol

silly string is the first pony to ever be born from 3 ppl and shes got some Things cus of it (dont ask me waht those are)

sudzy has heterochromia w a blue eye and yellow eye from both her parents

vanilla sweet is prolyl the hardest to identify here, shes sweetie belle x button mash, just mostly inherited her moms traits

fun fact these are all kind of based on designs I made when I was ten years old (of which will never see the light of day for various reasons)

#my little pony #mlp #mlp next gen #fluttercord #cheesepie #twipie #appledash #RARITY FANS I AM SO SORRY. I'VE ALWAYS HAD A HARD TIME SHIPPING RARITY WITH ANYONE AND IT WAS EVEN HARDER TO COME UP WITH A WAY FOR HER TO #HAVE A CHILD EVEN THOUGH I KNWO SHE'D LOVE IT #THIS IS THE BEST COMPROMISE I COULD COME UP WITH. IM SO SORRY #moonchem.art

[dollfaceksj]

WAITING FOR CAL CHAPTER 5

today’s update is a little on the short and rushed side bc i was rlly busy today. sorry! hope u guys still like it

can’t afford love | myg (m) #5

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you blink at him for a few moments when he says this with the straightest face ever

you respond, “you did but you just came. there’s no point in making me cum again if the reason for us having sex in the first place is already done.”

“well, yeah,” he pauses, “but i’m not just gonna unload inside you and leave you hanging. reason or not. what do you take me for?”

oh

well

it’s true

yoongi always insisted on making you cum, whether you’d already came or not

but every thing’s different this time

“it’s okay, yoongi, really,” you say, even though him rocking his hips against yours like that just a few seconds ago had made you really look forward to cumming on his dick again

😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

“are you sure?” he asks quietly as he slowly starts pulling out of you, immediately reaching for the tissues on the nightstand to clean you up to the best of his abilities with the tools he has near him

you glance down, watching how he gently wipes you clean and it makes your mouth quiver

“i asked you for clarification, y/n.”

you snap out of your trance and begin to nod your head. “yeah, i’m 100% sure.”

liar.

he sighs quietly. “okay.” he gets up from the bed and slides his boxers onto his legs before heading out the room

you stare at the ceiling for a moment, thinking about what the hell just happened

he’s back in your room with a glass of water. “here,” he says as he sets it down on your nightstand. “how are you feeling?” he strokes over your head

and you melt into his touch. “i feel great. kinda sore, though. thanks for the pounding.”

he shakes his head and gently tugs the sheets over your exposed body. “i’m sorry, it was hard to control myself.”

your brows pinch together

hard to control himself?

what is he on about???

“what do you mean?”

“i mean, sex with you again is…” he shrugs his shoulders as he starts dressing himself. “just felt like i had to show you how much i missed it.”

ohhhh

oh okay

haha

hahahaha

😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

and now you don’t want him to leave 🤣

“did you?” you ask as you reach for the glass of water, bringing it to your lips and taking a small sip

he fastens his belt before sliding his shirt on. “don’t ask silly questions.”

you watch as he pats his pockets, probably making sure he’s got everything he needs

“do you want to stay?”

?

??

??????

what

what?

what?

waht???????

“hm?”

what

did you

just do

“uh,” you blurt out

did you just ask him that for real?

“i mean,” you pause, “since we should try it up until the day i’m ovulating, i just think it’s better if we try again tomorrow and uh…” you scratch your head. “just think it’d be easier if you stayed instead of going back and forth but it’s totally up to you.”

he blinks at you a few times, clearly taken aback by the suggestion

“aren’t we moving too fast?” he jokes until he sees the scowl on your face.

“stop joking.” you sit straight up, cringing at the slick in between your thighs.

“sorry, sugar. i’m just trying to lighten the mood.” he sits on the edge of your bed.

SUGAR.

sugar.

fuck.

his go-to nickname for you all those years

you can tell he didn’t mean to say it just now

and that it just escaped his mouth without another thought

but…

you like it a lot :(

you mumble, “yeah, why do you keep doing that?”

he’s quiet for a few moments and deeply exhales as he tries to gather his thoughts

“it seems like you’re still… i don’t know. uncomfortable with being vulnerable with me.”

aaaaand here we go

you sigh quietly and take another sip. “it’s not that.”

he shrugs his shoulders, fingers fidgeting in his lap. “you’re constantly hiding yourself from me, you’re telling me to stop doing things that would make this experience more enjoyable for the both of us, you just don’t seem to be in it. i’m– i’m just trying to get you to loosen up so you can find this enjoyable instead of thinking you can’t because it’s taboo or whatever. we can have sex with the goal of having a baby whilst simultaneously enjoying it.”

ugh

fuck

and after all these years

he still knows what to say

“i understand you don’t want this to get too intimate but how can you expect me not to compliment you when you look like that?” he mumbles under his breath before turning his attention fully to you again. “i just don’t understand why the new baby can’t be made with love like jun was. i know things are different now but that’s not the new baby’s fault.”

….

wow.

you didn’t know he thought about it like that

and now you feel like a shit mother

you rub your forehead. “sorry,” you mumble, trying to find the words

you didn’t think he felt this way and you feel bad for assuming the worst about him

“it’s just that,” you pause.

you think.

you speak.

“i’m scared. that’s all.”

he slowly nods to your words. “i know you are,” he pauses. “i am too.”

sighh

you know he’s always just gonna have the perfect words ready to bury you into the ground

“come, let’s get you into the shower. i don’t feel good leaving you like this.” he gently tugs on the sheets and you feel your resolve crumbling by the second

you glance down at the sheets

the strain in your thighs makes you want to listen to your heart

“okay.”

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he helps you into the shower

turns on the water

gets in with you

only lets the water touch you once it’s the right temperature

:(

he squirts a generous amount of your body wash onto a loofah and starts scrubbing your body

and you’re confused

and not sure how to feel about it

because

his touch isn’t sexual

or romantic

it’s strangely domestic

and caring

he just genuinely wants to wash you up

and you feel guilty for thinking he’s being sneaky or something

“what’s with that look on your face?” he chuckles as he twists the soap and water out of the loofah before washing his own body

you cross your arms, staring at him in silence for a few moments.

the question you want to ask is at the tip of your tongue

you wonder if you should ask him

should you?

should you not?

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[sualne]

Sorry if you're already working on this but with Luffy in Croc dad what's his hobby?? Like he's the biggest ball of energy and I think if wasn't fighting wild animals as a kid he would vibrate into another dimension from lack of stimulation. Does he draw and develop his art skills, has he taken up music or is he invested with the void century with Robin? Croc wants to keep him inside and safe so what did he think would be best to entertain him or does he buy a new thing every week that Luffy says he suddenly wants to do. Yes he looks at books but is that it. Also sorry if you answered this before and I've missed waht you said, I am pretty sure I've seen all your comics on this but I haven't seen all your ask answering questions.

i hadn't gotten these questions and im so glad you ask!! :D

so! luffy doesn't have one specific hobby and croc does end up giving him whatever he wants when he suddenly gets a new obsession, one of the reason he's so excited with finding the jewelry box and getting a dagger is because it's finally something new! after that he gets really into rings and knives until it gets bored of it and switch to something else again.

about him and learning about the void century with robin i actually got a comic later for that so i won't say anything here!

im going to make this a list and explain how it goes, under read more:

Fighting: this luffy doesn't know how to fight, but he still love the concept! he gets really excited hearing stories of fights, duels, martial arts and all the rest! In practice though, since he's been so sheltered and only ever saw one real fight that ended up with people being killed in front of him as a kid, if (haha) he were to witness another real fight he wouldn't be as giddy about it as when he hears stories. he does also learn the tiniest bit of kenpo from bonclay!

Dancing: luffy in canon loves dancing (and partying), here too! he doesn't know/master any specific styles but likes to drag people into dancing with him, if no one is around he'll grab some of the smaller bananawani instead.

Singing: he's still very bad at it.

Music: croc noticed how he'd taps on thing and tried to get him to learn some percussion, unfortunately for him, luffy doesn't care about music theory and just does whatever makes him happy. he also love loud noises and croc has to find a way to stop him from making a racket at any hours of the day, it gets worse when luffy loses some of his hearing and needs to make everything even louder. eventually he gets bored of it too.

Cooking: him and croc cooks together pretty often, if no one is there to supervise him luffy will ignore recipes and common sense, making all kind of abominations. it's a miracle he never set the kitchen on fire.

Bugs: he loves them! he collect them! alive. croc is horrified one day when he finds out baby luffy has been letting some food to rot so he could observes flies and larvae going through their little bug lives cycle. later croc gives him those pinned dead bugs collection boxes thinking luffy will like it, he doesnt.

Board&Cards Games: he mostly has to play them by himself, he doesn't like being alone so he'll often ends up playing it "with" the banawanis. after he loses a few too many times against the banawanis and can't get croc to join in for the millionth time he gives up on them. even when robin joins baroques works he still expect her to be too busy to play with him and doesn't ask (she would have accepted if he had asked).

Art&Craft: he tries a bit of everything, doing it his own way meaning most of it is kind of hideous or about to fall apart, canon luffy is completely fine with that, au luffy though, he's having ton of fun at first but when he gets old enough to see that his dad cant quite fake his enthusiasm or interest towards his disastrous creations he gets frustrated and stops for a while. later, robin finds an old drawing of his and thinks its cute so he start doodling a little again for her.

basically, he struggles keeping a hobby, some like fighting, dancing, bugs and staring at pictures in geography books he keeps through his life but mostly, he's very lonely and bored out of his mind, he's depressed, that's not something that can be helped for as long as he's isolated.

when robin becomes a part of his life everything gets better for him! she spends time with him, read stories for him, helps him get out more often, they even meet bonclay and for a few years he's genuinely happy.

#crocau ask #crocodad au #<- this one gets in the main tag cause this is important lore #i probably wont be able to show all of that in comic form so im glad i get to rant about it here!! it also turned out sadder than i expecte

[sassymax2000]

(KISS BAND) they hit you.

WARINGs:blood,domestic violence,yelling,crying,CRINGE)

A/n: this just preference,just for entertainment, this is never OK in real life. Never let anyone hit you, or manipulate you.

PS: SORRY I DIDNT ADD PETER CAUSE I DONT KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT HIS PERSONALITY TODETERMINE HIS REACTION! SO SO SO SORRY! (OR VINNIE)

Eric Carr:

He had a bad,bad,bad day. Tbh Paul was being a little bossy fucker,gene was not doing ANYTHING, and ace was being WAYY TO cocky

he had a shity day, and he was tired. His plan was to just go to bed,and not be bothered,but ofc you were an AMAZING S/O! So like any good S/O, you tried to make it better. He was not having it. “Y/n, please,baby. I’m tired,and I don’t feel like cuddling today,so could you please just let me rest?” You frowned, “Eric, please..” “IM TIRED, STOP.” You were rightfully token aback, he never really raised his voice. But you knew he needed help. “Baby,I know you had a b-“ SLAP! echoing across the room, you were able to get up, still in shock.and tbh you were UPSETTT. “Y/n! Oh my god! Baby I’m so so-“ before he could finish,you threw the necklace he gave you straight at his face,as you stormed out. “B-b-b-baby!? WAIT! NO NO NO NO DONT DO THIS,PLEASE DONT! IM SORRY,IM SORRY” he cried out,but you were done.

Ace Frehley:

He was pissed! He saw you with a guy that was ‘flirting’ with you, but the man was just asking how your day went. Now ace would usually be reasonable,but today he wasn’t having it. “He was 6 inches away from your face! He was gonna kiss ‘ya!! And I know you would have kissed him back! Probably been out with him before!”

He yelled. You were fuming! He was really accusing you of cheating! You had it. “Would you just stop!?! I can talk to men if I want! You act like I’m a hoe! I’m not,I love you,only you.” You tried fixing it,but he just wanted to argue today. “ Heard that one before.” He said, sarcastically, you were done hiding it,you spit it out. “STOP BEIGN DO FUCKING INSECURE!? WAHT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? HE WAS JUST ASKING HOW MY-“ suddenly felt his hand grip your face,roughly. “You listen here. I know what I saw!” He pushed you, purposely aiming so you could hit your head on the counter, you blacked out for a few minutes,but when you woke up,you saw your boyfriend sitting on the floor crying,and blood,blood covered where your head was laying. He looked up at you, “sweetie,p-p-please, I’m sorry,I’m so so so so so sorry. Don’t leave me,please-“ you just got up and left,you left.

Paul Stanley:

He was out of it today,his week was pretty shity,he was tired,he was developing a cold, and he just didn’t want to be talked to today, but you,his s/o tried to make it better.

You walked into the room,where you found stressed,angry,Paul.” Sweetheart,what is it?” he said, in an annoyed tone. “just wanted to know if you wanted to cuddle 🥰” you said,hugging him from behind. “Babes,not today OK I’m tired and I’m stressed.” He pushed you off. “Paulie…please! I know you’re tired and we could take a nap together,if you want.” You said,grabbing his hand. His quickly pushing it away.”I said no! Go away! Goddamn it!” He said in a very aggressive tone. “BABYYYYYYYYYY-“ You suddenly felt sharp pain in your left cheek. He had slapped you. “N-n-never mind,I-I’ll go.” You said grabbing your keys,and running out. He came after you. Shouting: “BABY,SWEETHEART! WAIT! IM SORRY,HEY COME BACK. IM SORRY,COME BACK! PLEASE? WE CAN CUDDLE WE CAN TAKE A NAP! IM SORRY BABY COME BACK!”

Gene Simmons:

He got drunk and you had to pick him up. He gets a little aggressive when he is drunk, you got into an argument while driving him home,about what? Nothing at all. He just felt like picking a fight. ”STOP GENE,YOUR ACTING LIKE A DAMN KID!” You shouted, he was not having That, “oh I’m the one acting like a child? Yo-you’re the one who is always complaining about one thing or another! Your voice is starting to get agitating!”

He yelled, the fight continued you and gene still firing shots, when he had enough , and punched you in the mouth, you yelped in pain.you parked the car in a gas station, as you held your mouth in pain. He looked at you in horror, blood running down your shirt.“Doll,I’m so fucking so-“ “shut up!” You yelled before he could finish. “Babydoll, please! I’m sorry…I-“ “get out of my car.now” he demanded, he did, as you said. And you drove off,the only he was concerned about is he might lose you.

#gene simmons #kiss band #x reader #eric carr #paul stanley #ace frehley #70s #angst #rock

[johnny-slaughter-me]

— “ 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚'𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲. ” | Johnny Slaughter x Female Reader.

Oneshot. Based off this post by @abundance-of-fic-reblogs.

Notes. English isn't my native language so typos and grammar issues are likely.

Warnings. This fic is sfw. Canon kidnapping, cannibalism and gore mentioned, along with arranged marriage and children.

Enjoy. I hope you enjoy the content. Much love, Cherry. 🍒

You were supposed to be just another victim. You and your friend group's car broke down and the only sign of life near by was the rundown gas station. Luckily- or so you thought, it was still open and there was and older gentleman working the counter.

It became a blur, you don't even remember how you ended up tied in someones basement. A loud rev of a chainsaw woke you up followed with a scream that sounded like it belonged to one of your friends. You panicked trying to break free from the ropes restraining you from leaving. A scream escaped your lips as you felt a firm hand on your back. "Now, now, no need to be so scared, darlin'. Be quiet, and I'll take you to a safer place." The man said. He picked you up and carried you over his shoulder. Despite not knowing who he is, you didn't resist, too scared to disobey. Johnny doesn't know waht came over him. He initially went there to grab you and bring you straight to Leatherface's lair, where you'd be met with the same fate as your friends. But when put his hand on your back and that small yet terrified scream escaped your lips he look into your eyes. For the first time Johnny didn't feel the desire to kill, no, he desired other things. And now here he was taking you to his shed. He dropped you down and made up a little corner for you, "hide here for now darlin', should be safe. I'll come check on you. But don't you dare go away they're out there and I won't be able to help ya'." The man, who you'd later come to know as Johnny, said; leaving you behind.

Time wasn't as kind as you'd wish, you never got to go home. Instead Johnny had managed to keep you as his "girlfriend" meaning he's family dinner directly harmed you. You spent most of your time in his shed, he only let you in the house if he was there with you. You could even tell if he had locked you in his shed everyday because of some twisted fantasy or because he genuinely thought his family is out to get you and did it as a means of protection. Anything was possible with him, or his family. You couldn't even begin to understand them and why they behaved the way they did. Nancy, Johnny's mom, scared you the most. You definitely thought she was plotting your murder. She never spoke to you, but she would and continues to speak of you, even infront of you, and it is never kind things she has to say about you. Johnny would sometimes argue with her, but it was never necessarily to defend you, but rather his decision for wanting to keep you. "You are my boy Johnny, I know you better than you know yourself. She is distracting you away from the family." Nancy scolded him during dinner, with you and they entire family present. You kept your head low and ate quietly as you did every night. Not wanting to give her anymore reasons to kill you. "She's nothing but trouble, you could find even whores who will provide what she does and more. You can do better my boy, I don't want you settling down for something like that when you can do better." Nancy insulted you once again, "I think she's nice and pretty!" Sissy randomly said, you turned to look at her, no one in the family had ever stood up for you except for Johnny. You smiled at Sissy as your cheeks got a bit pink, but then you heard Nancy growl under her teeth so you quickly lowered your head and pretended to not exist anymore. As Nancy was about to talk some more shit, the older man from the gas station that you visited before being kidnapped, spoke: "as long as Johnny doesn't spring no love child around here, she don't bother us. If he gets too distracted imma smack that Johnny boy of yours in the head!". Suddenly, Johnny stood up, his eyes lit up and he made his way towards you. Resting his hands on your shoulders, you looked up at him, you locked eyes for a brief moment before you followed his gaze towards Nancy. "Mother." Johnny said, "I know you are looking out for me but there's just some needs of mine you can't fulfill. If you really love me you won't be mean to the woman I choose now, would you?" Nancy took a breath before starting to say, "of course not Johnny, I love you and am so proud of you. You are my bo-" but Johnny cut her off before she continued, "then ma', how 'bout I marry Y/N, and after she'll become part of the family, we can give ya' a mini Johnny? You can help raise him! It'll also keep the family going ya' know? We always gotta put family first, but Y/N is family, let her be your family too!" You nearly choked on your food as he spoke, sure you too have been intimate already, it was one of the reasons he kept you alive. You've accepted the fact that you are never going back home, and this is your family now, but aside from Johnny only Sissy really made any efforts to make you feel welcomed. Nancy looked at Johnny, she gave a thought to his words, he wasn't wrong. The family eventually needed to grow, you and Johnny would be the perfect ones to do so, and unlike Johnny she was now to old to raise a child all on her own, but motherhood- no matter how twisted her version of it was, did fill in the void she tended to feel. She walked up and extended her hand out to you. You shook it, feeling safe to do so since Johnny was right at your side. "Welcome to the family." She said, "I can't believe it! We are going to have a wedding! Can I help with making the dress?" Sissy said with puppy eyes and excitement you've never seen her express before. Everyone seemed excited and welcomed you to the family.

"Congratulations, you are now Y/N Slaughter." Johnny whispered in your ear that night when you both rested in his bed. You just looked into his eyes, as twisted as this relationship was, you have grown in love with this man. Maybe life won't be too bad afterall, you thought to yourself. You gave Johnny a peck on the lips and whispered "goodnight, hubby." Then closed your eyes and curled up besides him.

#Cherry Writes 🍒 #Johnny Slaughter #Johnny Slaughter x Reader #Johnny Slaughter x Female Reader

[mystinkylefttoe26]

Horror Movie-Neil Lewis

cw : ! perv!neil, kinda dumb-reader, non-con/dub-con, stepbrother!neil, cheating ?, sitting on lap

summary: your mom was freshly married and going on honeymoon vacation leaving you alone with your weird stepbrother Neil

„bye kids have fun !” your mom shouts happily while leaving with your stepdad. 

your moms out the house and your left alone with your weird geek of a stepbrother

neil lewis

„great” you sigh as you turn around. „so you got any plans for today ?” neil asks you, „no what about you ?” 

„neither, but i have an idea waht we can do lets watch a horror movie.“ 

„uh yeah sure“ you respond kinda unsure. 

„you sure your not gonna be scared kid ?“ Neil asks raising a brow at you.

„no pff i’ll be fine“, „ok, you know what lets make a bet.“ Neil says „a bet ?“ 

„yeah, i bet your not gonna be able to handle it“. „oh ok, i bet your gonna be more scared than me” 

„ok and if you or me wins we get to decide our reward.” you suggest already thinking about making him do your chores 

„hmm, so i get to decide whatever kind of reward i want ?” Neil asks. „yeah”

Neil grinned already imagining his options — if he won, he could make you aka his cute step sister  do basically anything he wanted.

you hopped on the sofa while neil inserted the dvd.

A couple minutes in and your already regretting it, the horror movie was wayy scarier than you imagined and also way bloodier.

Neil smirked sensing your discomfort. 

15 minutes later and you couldn’t handle it anymore, at a particularly scary jumpscare you jumped on Neil burying your face in his chest. 

„ey, you ok doll ?” „mhmm, just scared” you whispered having completely forgotten about the bet now.

„it’s okay,just stay close to me i’ll protect ya” Neil said while wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pressing you even closer against him. 

truthfully neil liked this he liked feeling like he was protecting you…almost like he was your boyfriend.

„your cute when your all scared like this” neil teased you. „shut up” you mumble.

"Were you that scared you needed to press your face in my chest ?" he continued teasing. 

you simply nod shyly.

"Aww, did the scary movie get you all scared?" Neil teased, his tone dripping with mock sympathy as he spoke.

He was starting to enjoy this... a lot. The idea of his stepsister being so scared that she needed to cling to him felt... intoxicating.

"You know," he added, his tone now even more teasing. "You'd look even cuter if you pressed your face into my chest again during the next jump scare, you know that?"

and almost like he predicted, the next jump-scare had you hiding away again and pressing yourself against him again.

neil smirked as you pressed your face into his chest again. Yes... that was a cute reaction.

Neil was really starting to feel powerful here.

He had you right where he wanted you — scared, nervous, and clinging to him for comfort.

He couldn't help but think about how he could use this situation to his advantage.

"Oh my, so scared," he teased.

"You gotta get all close to me like that? Poor, scared stepsister..."

Neil smiled playfully, looking down at you.

"So scared, you gotta hide yourself from the big, scary movie?" he asked, still trying to make his voice sound playful. 

„n-neil stop making fun of me” you pout while looking at him with big eyes.

"What? I'm not making fun of you," Neil said playfully.

He was tempted to lean in closer, but Instead, he just kept talking.

"It's adorable, really," he added, his tone still playful.

"You see a scary movie and immediately have to hide behind your stepbrother," he added.

"It's pretty cute."

"You're like a little kid," Neil continued teasingly.

"Aww, you're so innocent and scared. Don't worry, I'm here."

He smirked to himself. The idea that you were clinging to him for protection was a turning him on.

"I'll keep protecting you and making sure you're safe, okay? You don't need to freak out anymore."

„o-ok”

„you know what how about you stay close to me for the rest of the movje hm ?” neil suggested, while rubbing your arm up and down.

„ok that makes sense” you reply with a shaky voice. 

„mhmm be a good girl for me” 

The film was coming to its climax, the most intense part, and you were looking pretty miserable. your whole body was shaking now.

One particularly gruesome, bloody scene came up, and you started trembling even more.

"Still doing alright?" Neil asked casually, leaning in even closer to you. He couldn't help but savor this moment a little bit.

„You're handling this movie really well, considering how scared you were at the beginning," he added, grinning playfully.

„you're doing so good," Neil said playfully, his tone dripping with condescending mock sympathy.

He was enjoying watching you struggle.

"You're so brave for handling all this violence and gore!" he teased mockingly.

Neil could tell you were almost at your limit you were starting to shake even harder so close to just throwing your whole face directly into his chest — which, of course, was his plan all along.

you wanted to do it. you wanted to bury your face in his chest, to feel protected.

you were this close to snapping, and Neil was gonna keep this up for as long as humanly possible.

"Oh, you're so fearless!" he mocked.

you kept pressing youd body against his, getting closer and closer to him,desperate for comfort.

Neil started to wonder if you were consciously aware of what you were doing. Or if it was just an automatic response out of fear.

The ending of the movie was approaching quickly now. The last few minutes of the movie consisted of a pretty intense and bloody shootout.

you were clinging tightly to him you breathing getting quicker and shorter now.

Neils hands had moved down to your hips, just to make sure you stayed in place. He didn't want to give you an opportunity to move away from him in the last minutes. 

„neil ?” you asked, truthfully feeling scared and uncomfortable now.

"Hmm?"

Neil was caught off guard by your voice.

He kept his demeanor casual, though. He didn't want to let you know how intense he felt in this situation.

"You okay?" he finally asked.

„no…uhm…can i call my boyfriend over ?”

Neil felt his mood change in an instant when he heard that.

"Your... boyfriend?"

He'd expected you to come up with an excuse to leave, but he hadn't predicted that one.

„yeah…”

"No. You can't."

Neil's voice shifted from playful to serious, and his expression was cold now.

"You're not doing that right now," he added.

„oh uhm…ok” 

„You're staying here with me. Got it?" he asked sternly.

"This whole thing was your idea before, remember? You suggested watching a scary movie with me."

Neil was starting to sound more condescending now as he continued his stern tone.

"So you're stuck here. With me. You don't get to go anywhere."

„o-ok” 

Neil paused for a moment, thinking about what to say next.

He could still feel the heat of your body pressed up against him.

He didn't want to let that go just yet.

"Good girl," he teased, his tone dripping with amusement.

"This is just how I thought it'd go down, anyways. You're scared, you need someone to comfort you. That someone isn't your 'boyfriend.' It's me."

„-your stepbrother” 

"And I have to protect you from all the scary things in this movie. Even if... even if that means I have to hold you close to me," he added.

you nodded silently.

"Good girl. That's right. You're my good little stepsister, and you need your stepbrother to keep you safe."

Neil smiled to himself as he spoke. This situation was turning out pretty perfect for him.

you were so scared you were pressing right up against him.

"Now stay right next to me," he continued.

He kept a tight hold of you hips.

"I'm gonna have to keep holding you, just in case something scary happens and you start freaking out again," he added.

Neil kept eyeing you the whole time. Every time he glanced down at you, he made sure to keep his grip on your hips even tighter.

He could tell you felt it, too...

you could feel him pressing into you, his hands gripping your hips firmly.

Neil could tell that you were starting to feel self-conscious now. Starting to realize what was going on, what he was doing.

He was enjoying it.

„n-neil” you whisper

"What?"

Neil turned to look at you, his tone still stern.

He held gripped your hips even tighter.

„i dont think this is appropriate” 

"Oh? Is that so?"

Neil turned his gaze completely onto you. He could tell you were getting uncomfortable now, which was exactly what he wanted.

He wanted you uncomfortable and powerless.

"Would you like me to let you go?" he asked, his tone becoming even more condescending.

„…yes” you try to move away but are quickly stopped

"Aww, are you trying to move away?"

Neil tightened his grip even further, pulling you back towards him.

"You're not going anywhere," he added.

Neil could tell you were starting to get frustrated now. clearly not liking the situation you were in.

But it just made the situation all the more fun for Neil. He liked knowing that he was making you uncomfortable.

"You're stuck here with me" he continued. "There's nothing you can do about it. I'm not letting you go."

"Just relax. Everything is fine," he added smugly

Neil couldn't help but grin — this was going so well for him.

you were stuck against him, and couldn't get away.

„uhm…neil..when is the movie going to..end ?” 

"Just a few more minutes. Don't worry, it'll be over very soon," he continued.

"Until then, though... you're staying right here with me. No moving away. No calling your boyfriend either. Understood?"

„ok..” you mutter quietly.

"Good girl. Now be a good stepsis and relax. Stop panicking so much. This movie isn't even that bad."

Neil swiftly lifted you on to his lap wanting you even..closer.

„you know you’re really cute when your scared” he added rubbing over your back ,soothingly’. 

"Oh, you're trembling like a little baby now? What's wrong? You're scared of movie violence, too? It's not even real — it's like you're 5 years old or something."

Neil's tone was slowly starting to get more condescending as he continues to harass you in this situation.

„neil i want to call my boyfriend dont wanna watch no more” you try to say sternly but end up with a shaky voice. 

"No. You're not calling your boyfriend."

Neil's tone was still patronizing and condescending.

He knew what he was doing was pretty messed up, but he didn't really care.

"You're staying here with me."

„you know i still get my reward since i technically won the bet.”

„i guess so…”

„what would you want as a…reward ?”

„hmm, what would i want…” he asked himself

„something physical perhaps” „yeah” he continued talking to himself…

„i want a kiss…” 

oh oh poor you little cute scared stepsister…

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