#in the sense that i can’t go out with you super easily and we can go on dates

[gregmarriage]

lot of feelings about being disabled and bedridden and housebound etc, and the disappointment and sadness, etc that comes with it. especially, bc a girl asked me out for coffee and i don’t know how to let her down and say, ‘yeah, don’t hold your breath’

#i’m being very upfront and clear about things and she says she doesn’t care but like #i’m not like other girls #in the sense that i can’t go out with you super easily and we can go on dates #and hang out like non disabled girls #like sorry x #i dunno if a rando girl who doesn’t know me who i’ve been talking to for five minutes is gonna wanna be all that patient imao #idk feelin shit #i keep missing out on stuff and feel like life is passing me by and i keep trying to catch up and i keep getting kicked down #trying to have fun with a girl and immediately getting reminded why i can’t have this #i mean i CAN it’s just awkward and harder #just genuinely feel like it’s not gonna happen no matter how hard i try #oh you don’t feel like a relationship rn? well great bc you’re probably not gonna have one! #ughhhhh! #anywayssss i know i’m in my own head butttt #literally a massive fuckin buzzkill #like wow super cool of you to bring down the mood gwen! #whatever!! #need to vent #might delete this later

[rileysluvr]

super short price nsfw because i am his girlie til the day i die. he’s a bit of a meanie in this one tho so read with caution!!

“Again,” he orders.

You take a deep, shaky breath in an attempt to somewhat ground yourself, but it’s a difficult feat when you're being held down on your surperior’s hard lap by his big arm splayed over your hips. A thick, dusty book on the desk in front of you, flipped to the page that entirely covers the military-workplace regulations he was scolding you for until tears began to bead at your waterline. You don’t think you’ve ever been this humiliated.

Your vision is blurry, and it’s at that point where your memory serves you better than what you’ve been ordered to do, which is to read until you can’t. He’s broken you down to a writhing mess atop his thigh as both of yours can only drape over one of his huge ones. Back flush against his chest with his palm rubbing your pussy in all the right ways; you swallow thickly, wondering if you can even go on any longer in this state.

“Fifty-nine, oh-one: ‘Service personnel are to wear-” you pause to breathe, fighting back a stutter, “…appropriate regulation uniform on duty—”

A bashful whimper cuts you off mid-recitement as he somehow manages to shove his two fingers even deeper into your cunt, nudging against your nerves rather harshly. Your legs squeeze around his thigh and your hands twitch in their place wrapped around to your sides. All the willpower in your body being used to keep yourself from bucking your hips forward and earning another half-hour of degrading names and treatment.

“Did you hear me tellin’ you to stop?” he barks, but it’s in that calmer manner that spins your mind around until you can’t decipher the difference between anger and sympathy. You shake your head, and you don’t need to have a visual on his face to feel the disapproval teetering off his bitten tongue and firm expression. “Then why don’t I hear you reading, eh?”

Your voice trembles, almost enough for him to take pity on you; “Sir, please- I’m trying.”

You weren’t even on duty today, for fuck’s sake. You had stopped by to pick up a personal belonging, only to be reminded how your captain views you as his own the second you step foot through the base’s front gate. And you were never good at avoiding his stalking gaze, especially when he’s got access to eyes stationed at every nook and corner.

“Christ, y’need me to spell it out for you? Is that it?” he scoffs. “How many times’ve we been over this?”

The way he berates and babies you has your cheeks stained and glistening with tears, and your mind all jumbled considering how easily he switches back and forth from mean to soft. Soft like how his fingers pull out and away from your cunt and hold themselves just far enough to make you shift your hips forward in search of them, only to be held back by his arm’s weight. Mean like his spat words and the grip with which he grabs your jaw, squeezing tight and puffing your cheeks out a bit in an attempt to get you to focus; to knock some sense into that strained, precious little brain of yours.

“Pretty fuckin’ simple task for a soldier, if y’ask me.”

Because deep down, he truly cares about your well-being. He only wants the best for his girl, and the dynamic between you.

And you wouldn’t want to disappoint your superior even more than you already have, now, would you?

He lets go of your face to allow you to finish, a nervous and newfound quietness croaking in your throat in addition to your already shy voice after his display of aggression; “—except when otherwise ordered by a Commanding Officer…’”

“Good girl,” he drags upon your completion, along with his hand that sneaks back into your panties. You jump from the coldness of his skin but he barely pays any mind to it. “Keep going for me, now, pretty. Go ‘head and skip some.”

It’s a repeated process; you recite what you know, mess up due to his cruel ways of sadistic teasing, and watch on from the outside as your self-respect crumbles so easily. You acknowledge it, you feel it, and you willingly ignore it because you know that whatever he plans on giving you afterwards will far surpass any other means to pleasure.

His time, his teachings and guidance, his own pleasure. They’re better than gifts, really.

“‘No item of uniform which has not been authorized is to be worn.’” You mumble for the entirety of the final sentence, now expecting him to get on you for not speaking clearly enough.

Instead, his middle finger delves between your folds and dips into your cunt at last, ripping a hiss and another whine from high in your throat from his rough treatment.

“And who authorizes your uniform?” he finally asks.

He adds his ring finger and the fullness in your cunt would be uncomfortable if the heel of his palm wasn’t digging into your clit at the particular angle. It numbs the stretch and your worries, so much so you nearly forget what he had asked you.

You gasp, eyes shooting open to meet cold, empty office in stark contrast to the warm, staggering frame pressed up against your back. Every muscle and every flex beneath the cotton material of his shirt being embedded into your mind.

“You do, Sir—mph!—it’s only you.”

An approving rumble from his chest vibrates against your back, and you lean into him with a soft moan when he curls his fingers upward in that way he knows you respond to the best. Head leant back on his shoulder, you hold onto his arm to stabilize your spinning mind once he begins slipping his rough fingers in and out of your sensitive pussy more firmly.

“So you show up to base in this pretty, little dress on your off-day, and expect to leave here without any punishment?”

His words exceed intimidating to a great extent, but the way he coos them so gently right by your ear leads directly to you scrambling them into nothing more than sweet blurbs and mumbles. He continues his short scolding as if he doesn’t know how dumb he’s got you already, ready to make you bite the consequences for your inability to respond to him later.

“Distractin’ me ‘nd all the other men here while we work, like you don’t know what your body does to them. What you’re worth around here, to the lot of bastards falling asleep with their dicks in their hands to the pretty image of you dressed like this,” he emphasizes with the tug of your dress’s ending hem.

“Sir,” you whine, not paying a single nod to his language because your numbed mind can simply no longer compute it. Muffled and unclear, though the mean and deep drawl that bleeds through pushes you all the much closer to bliss.

“Feels good, I—please… ’m so, so close, Sir—!”

You whine and clasp your hand down on his arm for some sort of spiritual stabilization, and he only picks up the pace. He works you up so quickly after edging you for what felt like hours, as this time he gives absolutely no notion to relenting.

“That right?” Of course, you can’t respond with much more than a whimper as you rock your hips back and forth on his hard thigh, his skilled fingers working you up to ecstasy.

“Yes, yes ‘m gonna—it’s too much, Sir, ‘m gonna come—!”

He chuckles, his arm around your waist pulling you impossibly closer into him. You convulse around his fingers and moan through your high as he militantly, yet somehow so expertly, turns your vision to stars and your limbs into a limp mess atop him. It’s like he knows your body better than you do yourself, making you come harder with his fingers alone than anyone has ever. You thank him profusely, soft words of mantra like music to his ears as he decides what to do with you next.

He gives you no time to recover before he’s wrapping both his hefty arms around you and hauling you up in front of him, big palm instantly meeting with your shoulder blade to shove you down on the wooden desk and ripping a gasp from high in your lungs. He leans over you, caging you in as he soothes his hand across your forehead; his version of intimacy, and whatnot.

You’re panting, utterly exasperated, but simply can’t help the way you wiggle your hips back against his to chase that good friction. He laughs at your display of neediness for his cock, knowing it’ll be a much longer while before he’ll let you have it.

“My stupid fuckin’ toy,” he mutters softly against your skin, and it sounds just as good as any flattering compliment would.

He takes the hem of your dress and hikes it up to reveal your ass, humming at the sight before leaning back in to kiss your temple. Facial hair tickling and invading your senses, nearly feeling like a sweet treat to shush the way you whine out with his hard bulge pressed up against where you’re most sensitive.

Thoughts of what he could do to you right now running rampant through both of your minds, none differing from each other nor unwanted from either party.

“You’re gonna let me use this body however I like, until you learn to behave yourself ‘round your coworkers. Till you learn a fuckin’ lesson for once. Sound quite alright, sweetheart?”

#cod mw2 #john price #captain john price #captain price #john price x reader #john price x female reader #john price smut

[harrywavycurly]

What You Deserve Part 3: Start Small

Masterlist: Here

CW: Tiniest mention of your toxic ex

Tag List: @littlered0000 @saramelaniemoon @ali-r3n @sapphire4082 @sweetmoonlove0214 @eddies-girl-22 @darknesseddiem @peaches-roses-sins @blckburd @comeonatmebruh @daisy-munson @cultish-corner @mrsjellymunson @aol19 @micheledawn1975 @2000babies

A/N: You might be nervous but don’t worry Eddie’s got you also it’s a long one so I split it up into sections and it’ll make sense as you read, enjoy🫠✨

“Good Morning.” “Good Morning…uh you didn’t have to knock on my door you could’ve just honked or-” “honked?…sweetheart I’m not sixteen and running late to school….I’m here to pick you up so that means I knock on the door or ring the bell…whatever you prefer and walk you to my car.” “Oh…Steven just honks…it’s not that big of deal really if it’s easier than getting all the way out-” “it’s not your job to make things easier on anyone…especially Harrington.” “Sorry…I’ll uhm work..on that.” “You don’t have to apologize…so shall we exit the porch now or did you want to stand here for a bit longer?” “Oh yeah yeah we can go…holy shit is that your car?” “One of them yeah…do you not like it? I went with the one that has the smoothest ride…since I know feeling comfortable while inside a car is important to you.” “It’s so…nice I don’t want to like…get it dirty or anything.” “Sweetheart…it’s car…it’s gonna get dirty and that’s fine I’ll just wash it…trust me…there’s nothing you could do that I can’t fix…so please…get in the car.”

“Okay…” “Your coffee is right there…and feel free to change the radio to whatever you want.” “Thank you…oh you don’t care if I touch this stuff?” “Well you’re going to have to touch it if you want to change the station…” “I’m uh not used to being able to mess with the buttons in the car if I’m not driving.” “Please tell me Harrington-” “No no Steven lets me but him and I listen to the same stuff so it was fine…it was uh…my last uhm boyfriend he..didn’t let me control anything in the car.” “Well let’s get this out of the way now okay?…I’m Eddie…or to you I’m sure you’d prefer to call me Edward but either way…I’m not your ex…so whatever he was like and by the sounds of it he wasn’t a very…nice guy…so just know I’m not like him…so feel free to touch all the buttons and change the station..hell roll your window down if you want I don’t care…what’s mine is yours okay?” “Really?” “Yes..that’s a big part of this…type of relationship…whatever I have you also have…and if there’s something you want then just tell me and I’ll do my best to get it for you.” “Oh wow…okay…uh so when you say relationship what uhm…what would I call you?” “What do you mean?” “Like…when you drop me off today and someone asks oh who was that? Is that your boyfriend? What…what should I say? I can’t just be like oh that’s just my…sugar daddy Eddie.” “Yeah that’s sort of a mouthful isn’t it?” “I mean that’s uh just assuming you….you want to be my daddy…sugar daddy…sorry I’m just nervous and you’re…a uhm little intimidating in person but not in a bad way it’s…it’s like in the same way I’d feel around Tony Soprano or someone like that.” “Did you just compare me to a mob boss? That’s the vibes I give off?….if so then me and my stylist need to have a conversation about my wardrobe.” “You have a stylist?” “She does my shopping for me once every two months or so because I hate shopping for clothes….but Tony Soprano…really?” “I mean…you just look like you could easily have someone whacked with the snap of a finger and…yet you also look like you give really good hugs which is important because sometimes a good hug can just fix everything and…and you just…I feel…safe? Even though I don’t really know you…I’d trust you with my drink at a party.” “I’m honored that you’d leave your drink with me at a party and I’m glad you feel safe with me…but you make me sound like I’m some super badass dude…when I’m just a business owner who doesn’t have any mafia connections at all so no matter how many times I snap my fingers no one is getting whacked…” “damn..I was going to give you a list.” “But I have been told I give good hugs.” “That’s good…that’s really good to know….so uhm…how do we actually do this? Do I sign something? Do you want a trial run to see if I annoy you or not?” “I don’t need a trial run…also this isn’t fifty shades of grey I don’t need you to sign anything.” “You’ve seen those movies?” “No I read the books.” “Oh…you…you like to uhm…read? That’s…great.” “So why don’t we start small for now?” “Okay…what does that mean exactly?” “You let me take you to and from work this week and we can get to know each other more and…you let me buy you dinner Friday night?” “Okay that…sounds fine.” “And Friday over dinner we can discus what we both want out of this? Does that sound doable?” “Yes…that’s doable.” “Perfect.”

“Harrington isn’t even here yet and the store opens in five minutes?” “Yeah but that’s fine I have a key and can open the store up.” “By yourself?” “Yeah? I do it all the time.” “That’s…not safe…Steve should know better than that.” “It really is okay…oh are you going to see Dave today?” “I am…I’m actually going to work on him myself.” “Really?” “Yeah I figured he deserved to be worked on by someone that knows his life story…I’m gonna do what I can for him don’t worry.” “Easier said than done…” “I know…oh look who decided to actually show up to work.” “He’s not late so that’s actually good timing for him…so uhm I’ll see you later?” “Yeah I’ll be here when your shift is over.” “So uh have a good day Eddie…” “thanks sweetheart…tell Harrington to call me.” “Uh oh he’s in trouble isn’t he?” “No…not at all…” “what are you-” “you didn’t think I’d let you open your own door did you?” “Oh…uhm well thank you.” “Have a good day…oh and please don’t wait for me outside when you’re done working okay? I’ll come inside and get you.” “Okay…I’ll see you later then…” “Yes…now I gotta go but I’ll tell Dave hello for you.” “Thanks…for uhm…everything.” “You’re welcome.”

#what you deserve series #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson au #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #sugar daddy!eddie #eddie munson x you #eddie munson social media au #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #Eddie Munson x fem!reader fluff #Eddie Munson #stranger things series #eddie munson series #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things au #my little dungeon master baby

[cat3ch1sm]

hihi! i saw ur requests were open and i was wondering if u could do killua and gon with a reader whos a silly, clumsy, and kinda dumb mf <3

except readers very powerful, on level or even more than them bc reader is a boss fr 🙏

this can be hcs or a oneshot or whatever u want!

(SORRY IF THIS MAKES NO SENSE LMFAO)

☘️~ DW POOKIE I UNDERSTOOD U PERFECTLY!! thanks 4 requestingg ily <33

gn!reader

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐰 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 <𝟑

୨⎯ 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 ⎯୧

killua usually doesn’t have a lot of patience for people with your personality , but he’s honestly seen what you’re actually capable of so he’s more like.. weirded out

as in like, killua knows you’re crazy powerful and generally super capable- so how the hell do you literally manage to trip over every minor obstacle in your path

but tbh gon has kinda warmed him up to those kinds of people. outside of battle situations it’s basically him making sure you and gon don’t get kidnapped or killed or something

and the contrast between your personality during battle and your personality on just a regular day chilling with him and gon is like insane to him. one minute you’re covered in blood and utilizing blazing nen in ways he didn’t even realize were possible, and next you’ve pulled up like a really stupid meme or picture of a cat on your phone and just giggling like an idiot while showing him (and very much still bloodied).

killua asked you about it once and you just kinda gave him that thousand yard stare and he was just like… nvm

apparently your higher functions just shut off after a certain time 😭😭

but back to the clumsy part. because it’s genuinely insane how careless you can be on a daily basis. worse than gon.

“watch out for the fucking pole, y/n!”

“are you even paying attention?”

“what the hell did you even just trip over, you dumbass? there’s nothing even there.”

“holy shit can you be careful for once??”

“I literally watched you take down 10 chimera ants without breaking a sweat and you can’t even pull a push door, you idiot?”

“no, i’m not letting go of your arm because that’s the tenth time you’ve tripped in the past fifteen minutes. you’ll probably kill yourself if i don’t hold your ass up.”

“way to go, dumbass, now you cut your leg. maybe you’ll be less stupid next time” (while begrudgingly fixing you up)

along with being clumsy you can be super absent-minded and get distracted easily. like gon and killua will just be walking and talking and then suddenly stop and realize you stopped like ten feet ago to stare at absolutely fucking nothing.

when they backtrack to get you they’ll be like “wtf are you staring at” and you’ll just snap out of a daze and they’ll realize you weren’t even staring at anything in particular, you just…zoned out😭😭😭

“y/n. y/n? hellooooo? ugh… nevermind.”

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐠𝐨𝐧 ࿐ྂ

we all know gon isn’t actually the silly, slightly air headed kid from the early days of hxh, obviously- but when he’s just with you and killua and there isn’t any danger, you both basically act the same way. believe me yall got killua stressinggg 😭😭

u guys just fuel each others’ silly antics. and while he isn’t as clumsy as you can be, when u guys are together you guys r genuinely a two man wrecking team. you guys are constantly doing silly and sometimes stupid stuff and not at all focusing.

far too many times you both have been walking or running beside each other and just stumbled over each other’s feet and fell to the ground like actual idiots.

you and gon both have the same tendency to get distracted easily. so basically the same scenario from killua’s hcs but you and gon lmfao

he’ll be walking looking at his phone or something and realize the both of you aren’t even beside him anymore.

“y/n? gon? where… you gotta be kidding me. guys. what the hell are you even looking at?!”

little Christmas head canon- you guys absolutely knocked down the tree at least twice.

#anime #hxh headcanons #hxh memes #hunter x hunter #gon x reader #reader x gon #gon freecss headcanons #gon freecss #killua zoldyck x you #reader x killua zoldyck #killua x you #reader x killua #killua zoldyck x reader #killua hc #killua headcanons #killua x reader #killua hxh #killugon #reader x gon free as

[soulprompts]

THE ART OF TIME SLIPPING. ( A PROMPT LIST! )

an absolute genius of a nonnie requested these, and i had a weekend off, and i wanted to write these because, i mean. time travel is a tasty concept on its own, but ACCIDENTAL time travel???? exceptional! anyway, my beloved nonnie, i truly hope that these are what you were looking for! and i hope everyone else enjoys them too! as always: DO NOT ADD TO THIS LIST OF PROMPTS! and do not claim them as your own!

FROM THE ACCIDENTAL TIME TRAVELLER:

“ look, i get it. I do. you have no reason to believe what i’m saying. but i promise you: i’m from the future. “

“ how many times do i need to tell you?! i’m not even born yet! you won’t see my birth records for months/years/centuries yet! “

“ wait… hold on a second, what year is it? “

“ you don’t even have the first idea what this feels like. i just found out that i somehow missed the last [INSERT TIME SPAN HERE] of my life, and in the blink of an eye. “

“ listen, this is going to sound mad, but… you’re my mother/father/parent [OR OTHER RELATIVE]. i can’t prove it, but you are. It’s the truth. i swear. “

“ i don’t understand how i came to your time. but i do know i need to get back to my one. “

“ i seriously wish you’d all stop asking me these questions! i don’t know how i got here! i just… slipped! it just happened! “

“ it’s so weird. all this stuff that’s going to happen between now and my time… i don’t even know if i should tell you about it. “

“ all the times i wanted to be alone, or i wanted to just be somewhere that nobody knew me… this isn’t what i wanted. “

“ i just want to go back to my own timeline. okay? I didn’t want any of this to happen. i never meant… this is so messed up. “

“ wait, you believe me?! i just told you a completely wild story about being from another time, and you just… trust that i’m being honest?! “

“ the wildest thing is, i didn’t do anything to get here. you know? i didn’t drive super fast, i didn’t turn a hot tub into a time machine. i just… i was home, then i was here. “

“ i guess there’s a risk it could happen to other people in my timeline, but i’m more concerned about me right now. “

" if i don't go back... there's no knowing what could happen. and if there's the slightest risk that you might stop existing if i choose to stay, then i don't wanna stay. your world needs you. okay? "

" hey. no matter what happens now, i want you to know that i'll never forget you. you believed me and my unbelievable story about time travel. that's not something that gets forgotten easily. "

TO THE ACCIDENTAL TIME TRAVELLER:

“ prove it. prove that you’re from a different time. then i might think about believing you. “

“ …sure… you’re from the future, yeah? okay pal, i believe you. so tell me, when was the last time you slept? “

“ this is some kind of dumb prank, isn’t it? wow. well done, well played, you nearly had me. jeez, time travel… that’s just next level insanity right there… “

“ i don’t know why, but… i think i’m going to believe you. it doesn’t make a single bit of sense, but fine. you’re from the future/past. “

“ how did you end up here? or should i say… now? “

“ haven’t you seen a single time travel movie? if you stay in this time, that could mess up the entire world! “

“ i… imagine this must be very weird for you. right? or is that the dumbest understatement of the millennium? “

“ if you’re from the past, then that means we should probably keep you away from the history books. it feels like a solid rule not to spoil your future for you. “

“ look, i can’t watch all those cheesy sci-fi flicks and then ignore the possibility that people can travel through time. “

“ no. no, i don’t believe you. i don’t believe a word of what you just said. but i figure i have nothing better to do, and i kinda wanna see where you’re going with this crazy story, so… let’s go out on a limb and say you’re telling me the truth. “

“ hey, i’m asking the questions here! you don’t get to just zap into my back yard and then assume you get to ask all these questions! who are you, and how did you get here?! “

“ did you live here before? or… like, in the future, i mean? “

“ the way i see it, there’s a lot of far easier lies to believe before you could ever expect anyone to swallow the whole time travel schtick. which probably means you’re telling the truth. “

" look. you wanna get back to your own timeline, right? that means we need to replicate everything that happened the exact second you showed up here. so let's go. "

" this is completely absurd! how did you end up here?! science? magic? how! this completely destroys any and all theories of quantum physics! you just... blinked into the past/future! it's just not possible! "

" from what you're telling me, it sounds like you could end up destroying the universe just by staying here too long. so let's find a way to get you back home. "

" you don't get it! if you're from the past, that means you need to stay there in order to keep this timeline safe. right? like the butterfly theory. if you're not there in the past, then you can't do your part to secure this timeline. we could stop existing if you don't go back! "

" i mean... would it really be so bad it you stayed? sure, a new timeline would exist, but... it'd be our timeline. where you and i get to stay together. that's not so bad, is it? "

#roleplay meme #rp meme #sentence starters #ask meme #writing prompts #roleplay prompts #rp prompt #rp memes #writing prompt #roleplay starters

[devildom-moss]

Hi there! Hope you’re having an amazing day today! If you can may we please get some headcaons for the obey me brothers with a MC who’s like super funny like outrageously funny? Maybe they don’t show it at first due to the fact that they’re living in a house with 7 demons that would turn them into a hashtag if they breathed the wrong way but slowly start to relax after a while and start showing their talent in making people laugh. Thank you if you decide to do this! 🫶🏾

This took longer than I wanted it to, but I hope you like it!

MC is actually hilarious headcanons

Lucifer

He has a love-hate relationship with your sense of humor. 

On one hand, your ability to make him laugh warms his heart. He knows he can be a bit uptight, but the fact that you’re funny enough to get him to laugh is a comfort – knowing that he can rely on you to lift his spirits with just an off-handed comment that happens to be the funniest thing he has heard all day. 

However, he hates that you once again have power over him. First it was the pact, and now you can just make him laugh in the middle of an important meeting. That would be incredibly embarrassing for him. 

Lucifer suspected that you might have a sense of humor when he overheard a comment you made under your breath about one of his brothers. He had to stifle a chuckle to avoid being caught eavesdropping. 

His suspicions were confirmed when he walked into the common room to investigate the commotion only to find half of his brothers nearly dying of laughter with you in the middle – Asmo was even wheezing. 

He enjoys watching you put a smile on his brothers’ faces.

Mammon

He loves when you make him laugh – especially when he starts laughing so loudly that someone yells at him to shut up. It just makes him crack up even harder. He’ll lock eyes with you after being chastised and then double over in laughter again.

However, Mammon doesn’t want you sharing your jokes with anyone else. The very idea that you could possibly be making anyone else laugh breaks his heart. 

Mammon was probably the first person to realize that you have comedic talent. Something about hanging out alone with him in his room gave you the opportunity and confidence to joke around with him.

He was surprised as he gasped for air. When did you become so funny? 

Whenever you make him laugh, he instinctively leans in closer to you. If you make him laugh enough, he ends up with his head against your shoulder – laughing against your skin with tears in his eyes.

Leviathan 

He’s jealous that you have all the talent. “You’re too OP-ed, MC.”

How can someone be so funny and gorgeous and the best human he has ever known? Levi wishes he could be funny like you. If he could make you laugh the way you can make others laugh, maybe you would be able to love him forever. 

He and Asmo were the next to be exposed to your comedic talent while you, Levi, Asmo, and Mammon were watching a movie in Levi’s room. 

However, it makes it harder for him to game with you because you can throw him off by making him laugh or by flirting with him. If he’s serious about the game, he warns you, “no jokes.”

Levi makes you tell him jokes when he feels anxious outside of the house; it’s hard to panic when he can’t focus on anything else through the laughter.

Satan

Satan appreciates your humor. What he doesn’t appreciate is that he was the last person to experience your funny side.

Between spending a lot of time in the library/places where you’re expected to be quiet, his slightly intimidating personality, and his quick wit that could easily cut you down if you misspoke, it was hard to feel comfortable enough to joke around him.

He was pretty pissed when he walked into the House of Lamentation after a dinner with his acquaintance to find all of his brothers laughing around the dining room table – even Lucifer was covering his mouth and attempting to stifle a laugh. When he asked what was going on and Lucifer glanced in your direction, Satan was surprised that you were the source of their absolute breakdown laughing fit. Even though he was irritated to be the last one, he didn’t ask for the playback and figured that if you were that funny, he’d get his chance eventually.

Once he knows that you’re a comedic genius, he keeps trying to weaponize your humor: encouraging you to break Lucifer during meetings or parties or making you distract his brothers so he can sneak another cat into the house.

When he’s angry, talking to you soothes that rage more than most things. It’s as if his sweet laughter filling a room snuffs out the fire burning under his skin like a charm – like you were charming him.

Asmodeus 

Asmo loves that your humor can brighten a room. You’re such a good time, and he loves spending time with you because he knows you’ll bring a smile to his face. 

Once you are comfortable enough to show your funny side, Asmo loves taking you out to parties. Who else gets to say they came with the funniest, second most beautiful person at the party? 

He’s so proud of loving and being loved by someone who can bring a smile to a room full of demons. As much as he craves being the center of attention, he also adores watching you shine.

One of his favorite things is coming home late from a party with you - the both of you trying to stifle your laughter as you sneak back into his room. When he just collapses into bed with you, his laughter finally free to reverberate off the walls, he feels so much peace and love for you.

How funny you are can make him feel a bit insecure. Asmo knows he’s gorgeous, but he can never be as clever and hilarious as you. What if being beautiful and stylish isn’t enough to keep you around? He will completely disregard his ability to be loving and creative.

Beelzebub

This boy is always busy with his club activities, and he can be a bit dense and hard to joke around with, so he is one of the last to discover your comedic talent. 

He walked into the House of Lamentation to find Asmo and Belphie doubled over on the couch while you were pacing the room and telling them a story about your week (aka putting on a miniature stand-up show). He leaned against the doorframe, quietly admiring you in your element. In that moment, the affection he had for you dug a little deeper into his heart than before.

Beel is delighted to discover that you can make his brothers and loved ones laugh.

Other than the sound of someone working in the kitchen accompanied by the smell of a home-cooked meal, the sound of his brothers laughing feels more like home than anything else. Beel and his brothers laugh more after you start to open up and joke around with them, and as such, he has never been more at peace.

Sometimes when you make Beel laugh (mostly when you’re alone with him), he has a tendency to grab you and pull you closer until you can feel his breath against your skin. His laughter seems to vibrate through your body and his happiness is infectious.

Belphegor

Belphie prides himself on understanding you, so even though Mammon was the first person you joked with and Asmo and Levi got to witness your humor before him, he is still happy that he knew you’d be funny if you were just comfortable enough.

“I knew it,” he admits almost breathlessly. Normally, he might get jealous and possessive, wishing that you had started to show him your funny side first. However, he’s too pleased that you are finally comfortable enough around him to show him another side of yourself.

Like Beel, Belphie likes to hold you when you make him laugh. He won’t let go until you or his brothers pry him off.

Your humor can (occasionally) keep Belphie awake, which can be annoying when he’s exhausted, but he would happily lose a bit of sleep to keep you the way you are.

He won’t admit it, but he appreciates that you can lighten the mood and cheer up his brothers – especially Beel. That said, Belphie would also like you to use your humor to help him come up with better pranks on Lucifer or make up creative nicknames to insult Lucifer with.

Belphie asks you to rename the group chats and nicknames for his contacts in his phone. It can make him chuckle easily – even after a bad day.

I didn't mean to push Friday's post all the way to Sunday - almost Monday. I'm going to try to post 3 requests and/or fics this week to make up for it. I finally have access to my computer again.

#anon #ask #requests #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #obey me demon brothers #gn!mc #obey me headcanons #obey me #this last week was just really busy and hectic #so I hope you all will be understanding and I feel pretty bad about it

[megamilfluvr]

Headcanons about Kate

These are just a few things I personally deem as headcanon about Kate, after rewatching and analyzing her interactions and personality traits. Please remember that this is just my perception of her. If you have anything you consider to be headcanon about Kate let me know.

- likes being playful and teases you a lot

- leans against EVERYTHING (example: doors, counters, couches, tables. hell, she’d probably even lean against you if you let her lmao)

- manspreads. always. (if you ask why she sits that way she’ll tell you “i don’t know. it’s just comfortable,” and you know what i can’t argue that)

- can’t sit straight. (if you find her sitting properly, it’s probably because of a formal gathering or a meeting)

- likes stealing kisses from you (you could be sitting, standing, laying down it doesn’t matter she’ll still manage to steal one from you. AND ITS ADORABLE)

- randomly does something that only makes sense to her and just confuses you (things like her leaving a half empty cup ramen with tinfoil over it and her explanation? “what? i was in a hurry to leave.”)

- always wears socks

- loves cereal, specifically Frosted Flakes

- can accurately shoot up to five arrows at the same time

- loves to spoil you

- sometimes likes to splurge on perfumes (she’s not big on jewelry but fragrances? absolutely.)

- has a spacific playlist for working out

- made a playlist for you

- can’t take care of live plants, so she buys fake ones (she just doesn’t have a green thumb. any greenery you see in her apartment or dorm isn’t real lmao)

- loves target

- tried to hit the target logo with a plunger arrow (this is very on brand for kate)

- somehow burned water??? (we’ve established that she can’t cook multiple times by almost burning the apartment down. the one time the apartment burned, wasn’t her fault, but still kinda was lmao)

- collects squishmallows (she definitely buys the 24 inch squishmallows)

- if she doesn’t get her way she’ll start cutely pouting

- gets flustered when you’ve out rizzed her

- loves to act cocky around you (whatever you do don’t challenge her to a game of fencing, she wins. she’ll let that go to her head lmao)

- loves going to the movie theater with you

- gets excited to get a slushy and popcorn

- when she talks about you to someone she gets shy

- mumbles stuff under her breath (when she was talking with yelena in episode 6 she’s LITERALLY doing it. “yeah, i know what box mac n cheese tastes like, okay? i know it’s- i know it’s delicious.”)

- she’s insecure about her rambling but you always reassure her that it’s fine and you’re listening

- she’s spent too much money on a gaming pc

- only owns a pair of boots (it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing, she’s going to wear her boots even if it’s a dress)

- super clumsy (somehow in the field she’s good at not being clumsy, but oh my god she’ll make your blood pressure spike 100%)

- always thinks outside of the box (it's impressive how quickly she thinks on her feet)

- is surprisingly calm under certain serious situations (i mean she took down men double her size running right at her, i’d panic and run the opposite direction)

- doesn’t give up easily which results in her being stubborn sometimes

- you having to remind her to shut up or low her voice in very quiet places (you could be on a mission with her and a few others and she just randomly “hey, did you see that tiktok i sent you this morning?” “SHHH, is now really the time for that?”)

- will send unhinged texts at worse time (you’re both in a debriefing and she’ll just text something like, “okay, so hear me out… we kidnap him.” “what?! no. kate we’re not about to steal rocket!”)

- loves sending memes (that’s literally all of her tiktok fyp)

- ALWAYS LOSES HER APARTMENT KEYS (someone give this girl a tile… you know what she would also end up losing that too lmao)

- loves ring but ends up losing them

- has a matching arrow necklace with you (again, she doesn’t wear rings much since she’s always losing them, so she’d go with a bracelet or necklace)

- loves hats, hoodies and sweatpants (after seeing that one picture of hailee wear her hawkeye hat, it’s headcanon for kate)

- still somehow makes you laugh even when you’re upset with her

- it doesn’t matter what time of day it is, when she’s been assigned a mission. she’ll always make time to video chat with you

edited: i’ve proofread this like three times, if there’s still typos or anything just ignore them lmao

#kate bishop #kate bishop fanfiction #kate bishop x reader #kate bishop x fem!reader #kate bishop imagine #kate bishop x you #hawkeye kate bishop #hailee steinfeld

[boozenboze]

Hello 👋, how are you? I hope your doing well.

So I was wondering if you could write hcs with the 141 plus Los Vaqueros with a male reader who's super logical? Like with everything he does, and if something doesn't make sense logically he'll sit there confused before explaining the accurate and more realistic version of it? Thank you 😊 and don't over work yourself

Just Think About It

Tf 141 +Los Vaqueros x Logical!Male reader

Summary:After a plan was made for the Los Vaqueros and 141 to raid a building, M/n began to think deeper about the direction their going in

Females She/Her and She/They DNI

Everything seemed full-proof, two teams go into the building, take out the enemies, and gather the files.Laswell herself made the plan, and even did research on the group they were dealing.They had a lot of people within their organization and they had to make sure the plan could be executed.

“It’s simple enough, despite the amount of people they have we could still do this.”Laswell said through her computer before Alejandro spoke up.

“Are you positive this will work hermana?You said it yourself that the direction we are going in could be pretty risky.”The man said, unsure of the outcome they could receive during the mission.Ghost was standing next to M/n, who was currently nervously tapping his foot and had a hand up to his chin.The male was mumbled to himself while thinking of Laswells words.The mentioning of the enemy having more people could be a problem.They can attack from anywhere if that was the case, with no issues at that.Ghost was closely watching the male, knowing he was bound to sputter out something.And he did.

“This wouldn’t end so well.”The h/c haired males thoughts had been said aloud, that was confirmed since he caught Prices attention.

“Tis their something you wanna say seargent?”Price asked the male whose eyes shot up at his captains voice.He cleared his throat before answering.It would’ve been disrespectful if he hadn’t answered anyway.

“The plan, we’d be walking into a deathtrap.”Mn said sheepishly, slightly nervous due to the attention now being on him.

“How exactly mate?”Soap asked as M/n continued.

“Laswell said it herself ,they have more people than us therefore they could easily wipe all of us out.Then whats stopping them from coming in different directions?”M/n explained as they all turned back to Laswell who seemed to be typing on her computer.

“Can’t say the mans wrong, we don’t have an exact amount of how many people are in there.”Gaz added on while taking not of M/n’s words.

“Well since that is the case, Ghost and M/n will have the task of sniping them down.Also we’ll need to have some backups so make their ready.”Laswell said after reevaluating their plan

“Alright boys, plans have been changed we’re gonna go over it again just to make sure it could be executed.”Laswell said as she began running through the plan once more.

Now they had a new plan thanks to the h/c haired male.It was probably for the best though, considering that his way of thinking had kept them alive everytime.

A/n: I don’t know what’s wrong with the image

#lgbtq #male y/n #cod x male reader #male reader #mw2 x male reader #gaz x male reader #ghost x male reader #captain price x male reader #soap x male reader #gay #alejandro x male reader #rodolfo parra x male reader

[steddieas-shegoes]

Request: comedian steve.... That is all comedian Steve making fun of his trauma (his non existent relationship with his parents, his loss of hearing and near blindness due to head trauma Drew Lynch-style) & Eddie his husband watching from the audience seeing his man be hilarious, joyful and playful with the crowd & at the end of the show he thanks the crowd & his sweet husband who is also in the crowd for being the best audience

MY LOVE!!! Honestly I REALLY loved this concept. I am not a comedian, so this was a challenge for sure. I hope this hits all the best parts of the request! - Mickala ❤️

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“Please welcome to the stage…Steeeeeeve Harringtoooooon!”

The audience of nearly 10,000 cheered as he took the stage, waving at the people he could barely see with the lights in his face.

One of his requirements for performing was orange lights instead of LED ones, but for his special, he had to make adjustments.

It was one of the things he was most nervous about.

That and the fact that this crowd was the largest audience he’d ever been in front of.

Most people did their comedy special recordings in smaller theaters, maxed out at 2500 people.

But he knew the demand was high, and he loved being on stage in front of people, so he insisted on an arena.

There were at least four cameras in his direct line of sight, stationary to record the entire set from every angle. Two circled the side stage and one was backstage as backup for any close ups that needed to be arranged.

It felt weird, but he was excited to finally get the chance to do this.

“Hello! Hi everyone! Okay, okay, we get it! My hearing aid has feedback, let’s take a second before I end up worse than I started,” he half-joked.

The crowd slowed in their clapping, their laughter echoing instead.

He continued with his usual welcome, but took a moment to explain the recording of the special, that it would be a longer show than usual and may end up having a couple of breaks throughout for the camera people to make sure they’ve got what they need.

“It’s a bit of a drag, but you know what else is a drag? Not even being able to see most of these people with the cameras.” He paused for a moment to squint out at the crowd. “As you can imagine, having a series of concussions in a short time period makes a person have some issues, least of which is trying to determine if it’s a person behind the camera or a cryptid. If it’s a cryptid, I assume you’d all tell me. I know my husband would. Everyone say ‘hi, Eddie!’”

The entire audience yelled it out, and Steve focused his sights on Eddie sitting with the kids on the closest suite balcony to him.

“I can’t even tell if that’s you, baby. But if it isn’t, I hope you don’t get mad that I just called someone else baby. You know if you’re more than eight feet from me there’s a good chance I’m going home with someone else on accident.” He heard everyone laughing, but the arena was large and he couldn’t pinpoint Eddie’s laugh over everyone. “Actually, let me talk about that for a second. Eddie plays in a metal band for fun, which is not kind to the ears, but thankfully, I can shut my hearing aids off.” He smirked. “And usually he plays at small bars and clubs. It’s super easy for me to be a groupie because no one in those bars has a sense of humor.”

The crowd laughs as he continues his story about the time he lost a contact at a show and started holding hands with someone who was very much not Eddie.

“...I hope Chris is doing well. He never returned my calls.” He can hear booing from where Eddie is sitting. “As you can tell, my husband isn’t a big fan of that one.”

He moves through his set easily, forgetting about the people, the cameras, even able to focus on a spot where the lights aren’t quite as blinding.

Someone signals him at the one hour mark to let him know they need to review a few shots before continuing, so he lets the audience know they have time to take a bathroom break.

He moves backstage and grabs some Tylenol from his bag. He knows what’s coming and if he can just try to wrap this all up with a nice bow, he can go back to the hotel with Eddie and sleep for the next 12-16 hours before they fly home.

He made the mistake of checking Twitter. He pretty much only went on there to announce things like his tours or pop-up shows, but he occasionally scrolled when he was trying to kill time.

He got tagged in posts often, usually pictures from shows or people meeting him on the street. He liked seeing people enjoying his comedy.

But he did get the rude people, too.

There were the usual homophobic people, the religious cult people who thought he should die because he had a husband. He ignored those easily.

There were the people who didn’t think he was funny and frequently said so as loudly as possible because it made them sleep better, maybe.

But then there were the people who didn’t think he should get to make a living making jokes about his own disabilities. Most of these people did not have any of the same disabilities he lived with, so he didn’t pay much attention.

Except when it was a series of brand new Tweets that were from someone in the audience.

Oh boy.

It wasn’t great.

He could ignore it. He should ignore it. But he wouldn’t.

He was told they were ready to go when he was, so he pocketed his phone and went back onstage.

The crowd cheered again.

He pulled out his phone and sat down on the stool they provided him.

“So! Normally during this part of the show, I tell a story about the time I was babysitting and I had a seizure and the kid called 911 and told them I shit myself. His words, not mine. I also hadn’t done that, I think he just wanted an excuse to say it. But it does seem like there’s someone here tonight who just isn’t very happy about the jokes I tell.”

The crowd booed, not at him, but with him and he knew Eddie was probably sitting on the edge of his seat at this change in his routine.

“Now, forgive me, because my parents weren’t great at being parents and I am self-taught when it comes to manners, but I do believe this is gonna be a bit of a call out and if the person here didn’t want attention they wouldn’t have put it on a very public form of social media and tagged me. Already sorry to this dude for what’s coming, but also not too sorry because you fucked up.”

He sighed as he opened up the app again and started reading the Tweets.

“Steve Harrington’s only material relies on how disabled he is, which is insulting to people who have disabilities. He stands up on a stage and makes fun of himself- okay wait. I have to stop here for a second because you do know that’s what comedy is, right? I mean, it’s more than that, too, but it’s about finding humor in your own life. That’s kinda the point.” He sighed. “Continuing on. Makes fun of himself as if he may not even be disabled. He doesn’t sound like someone struggling with anything. Also can’t imagine his husband is too happy hearing about how he doesn’t even recognize him.”

Steve looked out at the audience and sighed into the microphone.

“There’s a few more but you get it. And I do see this kind of stuff often, so it doesn’t bother me much anymore. But what gets me is that by trying to insinuate that I am insulting other disabled people, you’re insulting them and myself by suggesting that they can’t have a sense of humor about their disabilities. Humor is how I handle my disabilities. I’m hard of hearing, severely vision impaired, I have seizures and chronic migraines that sometimes leave me with stroke symptoms. On really bad days, I walk with a limp because of an injury to my side and leg when I was a teenager. I understand what you think you’re doing with this, but you missed the mark. Anyone can make fun of themselves in any way they want to. I don’t generalize, or bring up other people without their consent. I find it refreshing to be able to talk about the humor that exists when I don’t recognize someone I’ve known for ten years because my vision is so shitty. And trust me, he does too.”

Steve put his phone back in his pocket and stood up.

“Actually, everyone be quiet for a second. Eddie, stand up. I won’t know when he does so someone tell me.”

He looked in the direction of where he knew Eddie would be and saw just enough movement to know he was standing. Then he heard Dustin start cheering, and the crowd joined in.

“Alright. Now, Eddie here is disabled in other, equally fun ways. Wanna tell ‘em, baby?”

“First of all, I lost a nipple! I only have one nipple!” Eddie yelled.

“Eds, that’s not a disability. I’ve told you this.”

“I’ll never be able to breastfeed our children, Stevie.”

Steve facepalmed onstage, only allowing this to continue because the crowd was hysterical.

“Alright, tell them the rest.”

“I have to walk with a cane because of injuries I’ve had to my side and leg. I have chronic pain because of those same injuries. And I lost my sense of smell, which isn’t so much a disability as an inconvenience, but it sure is a hell of an inconvenience.”

“So, I’m sure this person is just uncomfortable with people accepting their own disabilities. It’s not up to me to make you okay with it, it’s up to you. Also, you already bought your ticket to be here so I kind of win no matter what.”

The crowd was clapping and yelling, supporting him in the best way.

“Alright, enough about me, let’s talk more about me.”

The rest of his set was everything he’d been doing on his tour so far, and nothing out of the ordinary happened.

They had to reshoot one of the last jokes because the main camera stopped working halfway through, but luckily, the crowd found it just as funny the second time.

“Thank you all! You’ve been great! Not as great as my husband, but pretty damn close.”

The entire arena gave him a standing ovation, and he took a few extra seconds on stage to soak it in.

His first recorded special.

He looked up towards where he knew Eddie was.

He didn’t need good vision to know how much Eddie was smiling at him, how proud he was.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #ficlet #request #hard of hearing steve harrington #visually impaired steve harrington #disabled steve harrington

[junicult]

Speaking of fiances and marriage, can you imagine Harvey's reaction to seeing someone talk to his partner, they're a stranger to him but obviously know Y/N, who looks really annoyed, obviously not wanting to talk to the person

So he steps in, introduces himself and ask "and who might you be?" And the stranger goes "oh I'm Kyle, their fiance" and Y/N just, very, very quickly fixes him and just "ex-fiance"

Apparently Kyle came crawling back but Y/N wants nothing to do with him, obviously, they've got a cute man now! Also Kyle is cringe

Kyle: I'm Kyle, the fiance

Harvey, ABSOLUTELY heartbroken: What?

Y/N: Ex-fiance, ex. It's there for a reason don't forget that, Kyle

🦂

contains ; entirely sfw. (nameless) male ex bf. fem!farmer. new bf!harvey. harvey being the sweetest (as usual.) short drabble.

note ; ok i’m going to bed. i’ll proofread this in the morning (no i won’t)

aw i love the idea of harvey being protective over u.

he’s still pretty reserved, he’s not going to start problems unless he absolutely has to. & he definitely can’t handle confrontation, that’s for sure. obviously, if you’re upset he’s trained and prepared to help you feel better. he’s not a therapist by any sense, but if you just need comforting, he’d be one of the best to go to.

let’s say it’s the very beginning of your relationship. i’m talking you’ve only made it official a couple weeks ago, still in the earlier stages where you get butterflies whenever you see him, and you get all nervous and stuff like that.

you haven’t had the time (or energy) to disclose your last relationship with him just yet. you know he wouldn’t be upset or anything, you just haven’t talked about it.

which is why your ex coming to see you at the farm—WHILE YOUR WORKING—became a huge shock.

you’re easily frustrated. i mean, he’s getting in your way while you’re trying to work so, maybe the easiest option would be to just give him what he wanted—a chance to talk.

he’s talking, in fact he probably won’t even shut up, while you’re watering your plants and listening all annoyed.

“my mom’s still super pissed, she wants to talk to you,” he complains.

“i’ve been pretty busy lately. i already gave you the ring back, what else do you want?” you counter, clearly exhausted.

“i love you, you know that. i think we can work this out, you just need to talk to me!”

his delusions make you even more frustrated, pausing mid pout to take a deep breath—but before you even have the time to yell, you’re startled by the only man you’d actually wanna see at the moment.

“hello…am i intruding something?” harvey asks, standing only a couple feet away. you were too distracted to even see him approaching.

your ex just stays silent, looking him up and down while you blink in surprise.

“no, actually. he was just getting ready to leave.” you sigh, shooting him a pleading look that he doesn’t miss.

“oh, ok! i’m harvey, it’s nice to meet you. she’s a little busy, so maybe you can give her a call later?” harvey smiles, and it almost eases you entirely. his approachable demeanor is making it easier for him to walk closer to him—more importantly you in case he needed to reach for you. but that was just in the back of his mind.

“then why’re you here?” your ex spits, taking him by surprise but certainly not you.

harvey’s the kind of guy that means no trouble. if anything, he just wants the best for everyone.

which is why it’s your turn to blink in surprise when your sweet, peaceful boyfriend’s smile falls just a little, and his eyes squint with a certain sass, saying, “who are you, again?”

it’s pathetic seeing your ex laugh like he has any right, taking a step closer as if to challenge someone who doesn’t even want one.

“her fiancé. who the hell are you?”

“ex,” you waste no time, rolling your eyes. “he’s my ex-fiancé. we lived in the city together months ago.”

whether or not harvey is shocked to learn that, he doesn’t show it. maybe it’s because of your clear distaste to even hear the nickname, but either way, he knows better then to ask any questions right now.

“well, it was a pleasure to meet you. i think maybe we both should probably leave her to finish work. she’s got a busy schedule, anyways.”

you’ve never seen harvey so authoritative, subtle with the intent to get this man who is clearly stressing you out, away from you. his smile still seems so kind, and he’s clearly prepared to step in the way in case your ex counters with some excuse to stay.

“yeah, it’s a bummer you didn’t check to see if she was free today before you came all the way down here.”

“well i tried, but she won’t answer my calls.”

“hm. weird. anyway—!”

you almost feel sick with how much your stomach swells seeing the most amazing boyfriend handle a stressful situation as such so easily for you. he doesn’t even as so crack his exterior while he guides him away, still showing decency just to avoid a scene, which you couldn’t be more grateful for.

it was almost so baffling how easily he handled it. and attractive (needless to say.)

but you still felt so guilty, seeing him after the crisis was averted.

“i’m so sorry, i was going to let you know. i promise i wasn’t trying to keep a secret from you,”

and because of how understanding, and kindhearted he is, it’s easy to melt into his touch when he pulls you in and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

“oh, i’m not mad at you! i’m just glad you’re okay. he seems like a real jerk.”

knowing him, his main priority will always be the most important task at hand. but of course, you know him well enough that he can’t help but have questions.

so when you get your chance to explain, you know to reassure him with your soft touch, rubbing your thumb over his knuckles and kissing his cheek to show how much he means to you. especially after that.

“i’m sorry you had to go through that,” he frowns, sympathizingly.

“no, it’s okay. the ring didn’t even fit me anyways. and besides, i’m with someone much better now.”

he smiles at your reassurance, not that he really needed it because—well, he knows already.

“me too,” he kisses your cheek. “and don’t worry, i won’t make that mistake.”

#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ mail 💌 #i love a man that can handle a situation with grace #sdv bachelors #sdv bachelor hcs #stardew valley #sdv harvey #harvey stardew valley #sdv harvey x farmer #sdv harvey x reader #harvey x farmer

[radiation]

Video games talk dont even mind me

Bro video games as a whole are so far behind movies in terms of storytelling and pacing that it’s kind of baffling. Which of course is obvious and makes sense for plenty of reasons but like, just think about it — watching movies a lot can’t help but train a certain muscle that gives you a strong instinct for structure. I find that people who watch movies very casually, without too much artistic consideration, and don’t really know the language associated with it are still very often irked by specific issues with a movie’s pacing, dialogue, etc and are relatively capable of putting it into words. Likewise, for many movies out there, regardless of your opinions on any specific directorial choices, you do feel as if the movie is essentially cohesive and creatives involved reasonably knew what they were doing and were acting very intentionally, and there weren’t any major oversights. This includes independent films as well. Meanwhile I think both players and developers much more commonly lack the instinct for narrative cohesion when it comes to video games. Definitely a fair amount of exceptions to this, but in general I find it’s difficult to find video games that are very narrative heavy & aspire to great artistic heights that don’t suffer from inherent structural problems, pedantic dialogue, tons of dead air, etc in a way that wouldn’t slide as easily in a movie. A lot these flaws certainly have to be due to the presence of gameplay elements and having to balance that with story when the two are almost always, at least in some small respect, inherently at odds. As for the inability for devs and players to pick up on / fix these flaws…is it because gameplay can distract from it and make up for it? With longer games that have runtimes closer to the experience of a television series, is there a similar reaction where if it’s long enough you will sit thru smaller, momentary issues because you enjoy the bigger picture? Yet games are a lot more engaging than a show as a audio, visual, and tactile experience, you can’t multitask and tune the information out as easily as with a boring episode of a show, so you’d think people would be more picky? But maybe because it’s so attention-demanding people are more immersed, and believe in the experience enough to more easily accept the story? Books demand the same kind of active attention to experience though, and the bar for story in books is a lot higher, so what gives? Well a lot of these have kind of obvious answers but still Interesting questions to ask that lead to Damn , That Is Still Crazy How Much This Shit Is In Its Infancy like sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy with how many writing issues are present in games, particularly in indie games that are Trying To Be Good At Writing that feel excessively obvious and yet I often struggle to find my sentiment mirrored by others. IDK. And back to movies the thing is I feel like if the same people trying to write these kind of games had pursued movies instead then they would’ve ended up making well structured movies that avoided all of these pitfalls. WHAT IS IT WITH GAMES? Well we know what it is with games and we could spend all day discussing a million more reasons this is the way it is but no matter what I think we should just be super conscientious of these pitfalls when making narrative focused games and aspire to a greater level of intentionality that is absolutely possible . Build that muscle by really understanding the quality of storytelling long-present in other mediums.Well the other issue with indie devs is that everyone believes they are totally breaking new ground story wise that they don’t take a step back, humble themselves a bit, and cross-reference what they’re doing with the tons of other stories that have already achieved similar things But thats a conversation for another day .

[gingerylangylang1979]

Male identity: Carmy and Richie

I’m finding that a certain demographic of fans have a much harder time relating to Carmy but very much relate to Richie. Granted, a lot of this has to do with what fandom platform you observe. I actually kind of hate The Bear subreddit but continue to browse it periodically because it’s super interesting to hear what “the others” are talking about. I rarely engage anymore because it’s mostly nonsense and a totally different vibe than Tumblr. The contingent is definitely very anti-Carmy x Sydney and seems to hate Sydney. I’ve also noticed that while there is a lot of love for Carmy there is even more love for Richie. I’m very intrigued by this perspective. 

This season Richie was definitely a standout. I think Ebon is an amazing actor and am glad he is finally getting nominated for his role. I thought he got robbed with the non-Emmy nominations. But even before S2 I noticed that Richie was the most favored character among the Reddit demo and perhaps a big part of the general audience. That’s fine, people can favor who they like. I know that doesn’t represent everyone but I do think that speaks for what I consider general audience and makes sense considering how society still views manhood despite social progress. This season even a lot of the reviews were kind of meh about Carmy. I get it, I initially was writing him off too, was pissed, and thought he had the worst arc. Then once thoughts settled he went back to being my hero. Deeply flawed, but I just relate to him so much and he’s fascinating to watch. I’m a woman, so maybe that helps my empathy. I also don’t think The Bear would work with Richie as the lead as some have suggested. 

The thing is Carmy is a more difficult character because he has multiple layers of trauma, his work is so specialized and niche, he is a sensitive soul, he’s artistic, and he doesn’t fit the mold of the working class male models he was surrounded by. Your typical man can’t relate to him. And most likely your typical conservative leaning woman can’t either. At the Christmas party he was appalled at how the other guys were talking about Claire. And this is a woman he had a crush on and is present day attracted to. He could have easily been superficial and macho and laughed at the jokes as expected. He didn’t let Richie get away with calling Syd sweetheart. Richie says he’s “woke”. He employs a woman in a leadership role. He’s built different. 

He is struggling in many ways that are hidden and he also lashes out. The hidden ways and the lashing out are interpreted as whiny and annoying by people that can’t relate. He’s been cited as not growing but people can’t acknowledge that his healing won’t be linear. But how can it be when his trauma was collected in overlapping seasons for most of his life? The pain didn’t develop in a linear path. He had a stutter when he was young. There are hints that there is a learning issue of some sort (I’m not going to try and diagnose). He was always the “different” one in the family. The other guys call him “weird”. His father was absent. His mom has mental health issues and is an alcoholic. He witnessed the traumatic incident at Christmas and I’m sure it wasn’t the only such incident. His brother was an addict that pushed him away, then killed himself. He went into a chaotic, highly demanding field that required him to isolate to excel. He is shy and has trouble forming close bonds. He had a mentally abusive boss. He was always super competitive. He comes back to own The Beef and it’s problem after problem. How are people expecting him to be “fun” and have an easy comeback like Richie? 

Richie has issues, too. Stagnant in mid-life, spent years devoted to an addict, failed marriage, feeling disillusioned and displaced, also an absent father. But when we meet Richie he’s not as wounded as Carmy. Carmy is literally sleep cooking, almost starting fires, dissociating, having panic attacks. Richie is sad but it mostly manifests as him being kind of nasty and grumpy. He’s like a sour old man with dated and offensive jokes. His behavior is dismissed because he’s grieving. Which yes, he deserves a pass. But why does he deserve a bigger pass than Carmy who is dealing with so much more or Sydney who seemed to bear the biggest brunt of his outrage and was also struggling? Carmy is literally on the verge of a breakdown and has the weight of trying to keep the staff, the business, and himself afloat. Despite all this Richie gets a lot of indulgences for his bad behavior that Carmy isn’t. 

Richie is easier for a lot of people to digest because he’s funny, he’s the working class representative, he’s tall (yes people have height bias, especially with men). Carmy is viewed as the pompous prodigal son that’s trying to ruin Richie’s delicate ecosystem by gentrifying and kicking out “the working man”. There are people posting in disgust that he dare change The Beef despite it being a hell hole money pit. 

It’s just so interesting that in reality we are dealing with an unprecedented numbers of men who report extreme loneliness, depression, hopelessness. Richie and Carmy both fit that profile. Yet, a man like Richie is broadly understood and accepted and a man like Carmy isn’t. It goes back IMO to the continual coding of masculine/good vs feminine/bad. Richie is the stereotypical red blooded American male. He wants the stripper’s panties. He has a gun. He needs to be alpha. He views anything outside the norm as a threat. He wants to preserve tradition at all costs. Carmy is his foil. Carmy is viewed as feminine. 

I see it even on Tumblr with the persistent identification of Carmy as somehow feminine. Like he can’t be soft and traumatized and just be a man. So what does that say when even people who would probably consider themselves progressive still classify a man in feminine terms if he isn’t a MAN? We accept all types of gender identities but still struggle with a man not fitting the correct paradigm. Society still has issues accepting that men can be vulnerable and struggling without being feminized. People also make assumptions about Carmy’s gender identity and sexuality based on his trauma. Like, of course he has to be XYZ because well, look at him, he’s sad an pathetic. What does that say about men’s sexuality and identity? Are only queer men accepted as sad? Carmy could be a queer character, cool, representation matters. But I just find the semi-automatic equation of queerness with an atypical male to be odd and a bit regressive. 

Edited to add on above: I hope what I’m saying doesn’t get interpreted as dismissing queer people who identify with Carmy. I get it, I support it. What I’m speaking to is the insistence that canon Carmy is queer because of his interests, aesthetic, and mental health as if that is the only identity option. Granted, he could be bi. I also think some people are insistent on this, just as they are on Syd not being into men, as a way to negate the possibility of them being romantic. Again, I’m saying some people. Also, proximity and shared struggle doesn’t equal identity. This makes me think of once when a white gay male bestie claimed we are the same because I’m a black women. I had to kindly correct. We share the same haters, we are both marginalized, but he will never know my experience just like I will never know his. We can bond on the commonalities but we aren’t exactly the same. IMO, it would be a disservice to both of us to claim different.

I’m really rambling, but just thought I would share my thoughts and open a conversation about this. 

#the bear fx #carmy berzatto #richie jerimovich #men in cinema #men in tv #masculinity #male identity

[yuurei20]

Jade Fact Sheet

(Voted 4th-most-popular-character on the jpn server in a combination of seven different character-ranking surveys held throughout 2021)

Jade is soft-spoken and uses formal speech at all times. An extremely adept vice housewarden, he has a reputation for being a “super secretary”. While unassuming at first glance, Jade is quick to play tricks on others, and he will say he is making an effort to reign in Floyd’s more violent tendencies without actually doing so. Where as Floyd is action above words, Jade is words above actions, and any insults he makes are as biting as they are indirect.

Translation of illustration notes: ”Hm~” (dumbfounded by something bothersome). He has heterochromia and a double eyelid. Eyelid fold is in the shape of the eyes. More gentle than he looks. Doesn’t make very big facial expressions and doesn’t open his mouth very wide. You can see jagged teeth when he opens his mouth, as he is an eel. He is basically always smiling. Eel Form. He is more fish-like than Azul, with proper fins. There are gills on his sides. Eels have stripes, so is body has stripes in places. Since the bottom of the sea is dark, his body is luminescent."

Jade has said he enjoys being around Floyd as “you never know what is going to happen” and expresses concern for Floyd in a classroom voice line, but was also more than happy to temporarily physically restrain Floyd in his eel form and wring him dry of mucus for a moisturizer potion, leaving him unable to walk. From Jade’s own homescreen line, we learn that drying out is fatal to mermaids.

Rook refers to Jade as Monsieur 計画犯 on JPN server, which means “predetermined/deliberate crime” and matches Rook’s nickname for Floyd, Monsieur 愉快犯, which means something close to “joyous crime” (a crime perpetrated out of enjoyment of the commotion that follows). Appropriately, Rook refers to Jade as “Monsieur Prémédité” on ENG-server.

Floyd and Jade are two of several characters that Rook does not have a French-equivalent name for on JPN server.

Jade is seldom bothered and, with a few exceptions, tends to enjoy whatever situation he finds himself in. He is completely unconcerned with how others may think of him. Azul cautions that “Jade is even worse than Floyd, because you can’t tell what he’s thinking”. But this does not stop Azul from using this talent of Jade’s, such as having Jade feign interest in transferring to Pomefiore from Octavinelle, where Jade spent several days as Vil’s personal assistant in order to trick Vil into promoting a product from the Mostro Lounge menu to his 5-million magicam followers.

Jade acquires of pair of shoes by famous designer Ténèbres for Vil (the same brand that Floyd wishes for in the Wish Upon a Star event), explaining that he has “connections” of his own. This leads to Vil becoming brand ambassador for Ténèbres.

While he insists he is a more accomplished flyer than Azul, Jade is, objectively, poor at it, and not particularly motivated to improve.

Much like Floyd, Jade says outright that he is uninterested in money, and that “I just like to have fun”. His disliked food, conger eel, is because “the texture doesn’t suit my palate”.

Jade played the bass as a middle school student, while Azul played the piano and Floyd played the drums, as a trio. Much like Floyd, Jade also expresses discomfort with wearing clothes, saying that they are too tight and “We are not a species with long tails, like ornamental fish”.

He says that, while he likes observing people he does not like to be observed; something he dismisses as normal stage fright.

The only time we have seen Jade rebuke Floyd with any severity was in Book 3, when he sensed Azul was in danger. In a homescreen line, Jade describes Azul as being “easily misunderstood” by those around him.

Jade has, what is described as, an “unusual obsession” with mushrooms. He is the founder and only member of the “Mountain Appreciation Club”, and his club activities seem to consist largely of taking pictures of rocks and gathering mushrooms. Despite his love of mountains and mushrooms, however, Jade tells Kalim that he has heard of “wayward menfolk becoming obsessed with the surface” and he “can’t understand why”.

Jade also seems to have a larger appetite and to eat an unusually large amount of food compared to the other students (ref: Harveston event, birthday). In a PE homescreen line, he explains that this is because he gets "bad mileage".

Jade and Floyd wear a matching set of sturgeon-scale earrings that they won in middle school after winning a fight against the sturgeon in question. Sturgeon scales are popular as good luck charms in the coral sea, as they are known to have been a powerful element used in the spells of the great Sea Witch, one of the Great Seven.

The Sea Witch was the inspiration behind Jade’s hobby of terrarium crafting, as he heard about her penchant for keeping creatures in bottles and wanted to better understand her feelings. He has been keeping things in bottles since he was a small child growing up in the Coral Sea.

When asked what he likes about them, he says he likes being in charge of their upkeep, as “upholding the peacefulness of the worlds inside of bottles is a test of the keeper’s skills. Also, whether it dries out or it lives all depends on me…” But he also enjoys the unpredictability of well-cared for plants suddenly withering without any discernible reason, and unusual plants he cannot recognize suddenly growing from dirt he brought home from the mountains.

When asked if he enjoys unpredictability, he responds “it would be boring if everything went as I expect all of the time”.

According to Jade, their family runs “a very ordinary business, selling a variety of things”. Their mother sends them a message on their birthday, asking them to come home and visit every once in a while, and it seems they are in daily communication with her. Jade explains that she is something of a worrier.

In the Coral Sea the twins would spend their birthday both with relatives and their father’s work friends, receiving “mountains” of presents, many of which were luxury goods that, as children, they had no use for. Jade says that “those kinds of gifts were not truly for us, but to flatter our father…no, to gain his trust, given by people who were desperate for it.

Whenever someone gave a gift with great significance to it, their father would have the gifter sign a certificate stating that it was a gift of good will and that they would never ask for anything in return”. Jade jokes that his father is something of a worrier as well—he calls the twins on their birthday—but his parents are close and get along well.

Floyd explains that “all people do at (the parties he has been to) is stand around and nibble on food. Oh, and maybe say a quick hello.”, implying that they had been fairly formal affairs.

According to a homescreen line, Jade’s parents saw to it that he was taught self-defense as a child. He says, “it still comes in handy, even today”.

We learn that fireworks are also popular in the Coral Sea, which may have been inspired by Disney’s the Little Mermaid. Jade explains that, on nights when fireworks can be seen, it is common for merpeople to swim to the surface of the ocean to watch, as he and Floyd would often do, and people on land would be too distracted to notice them.

Jade’s unique magic is “Shock the Heart” (Japanese: the tooth that takes out a bite), and seems to have more restrictions to it than other unique magics we’ve seen.

A “brain-washing” form of magic similar to Jamil’s, Shock the Heart allows Jade to force someone to speak the truth, but he can never use it on the same person twice. It is less effective both against people who have built up a resistance to magic and unusually cautious people like Azul.

It is very effective against people who don’t keep a guard up, as well as people who are already nervous or upset. It can be preemptively guarded against by a heartfelt promise, such as when Jade fails to get the wholly unguarded Kalim—who should have been a simple target—to reveal the secret of who else had been brainwashing him. We do learn, however, that it is more effective than Jamil’s magic at extracting specific information from a target. Due to these various restrictions, both Jade and Azul are reluctant to share details of Jade’s unique magic with others.

Some great artists for Jade fan-art and more (SFW, no story spoilers)

Many characters, various Jade

A great Jade

Skeleton Tweels

Octavinelle Adventures

Voice Jade is voiced by Komada Wataru (駒田 航), a German-born actor who is fluent in Japanese, English and German. His past work includes Koron Chris in The Idolmaster: SideM, Kunugi Akiomi in Ensemble Stars, Iruma Jyuto in Hypnosis Mic Alternative Rap Battle, Yagumo Rintarou in Root Film, Aren in Shinyaku Arcana Slayer and Gotanda Yutaka in TRIBE NINE.

More information here

Here is Komada introducing part of the Twisted Wonderland exhibition in Tokyo back in March with Crewel's voice actor Itou

(Itou is on the left wearing black and white, Komada on the right wearing blue and purple. The voice actors seem to always color-coordinate to their characters when doing Twisted Wonderland promotions and it is delightful.)

Additional Fact Sheets ・Riddle Rosehearts ・Trey Clover・Cater Diamond ・Ace Trappola・Deuce Spade ・Leona Kingscholar ・Ruggie Bucchi ・Jack Howl ・Azul Ashengrotto・Floyd Leech・Jade Leech ・Kalim Al-Asim・Jamil Viper ・Vil Schoenheit・Rook Hunt ・Epel Felmier ・Idia Shroud・Ortho Shroud ・Malleus Draconia ・Silver・Sebek Zigvolt・Lilia Vanrouge ・Sam・Crewel・Trein・Vargas・Crowley

#Jade Leech #twisted wonderland #twst #ツイステ #twstcharactersheet #Youtube

[prettyrealm]

monsta x i.m mini personality reading

this reading is a paid commision, thank you so much for trusting in me! <3 celebrity commissions • personal commissions

+ positives

a pretty easy going guy, accepting of how life works in general (“it is what it is”, “if it comes let it, if it goes, let it” mentality). he doesn’t try to control things that he can’t and doesn’t fret over it. i.m really seems to appreciate women, he thinks women deserve rights and truly believes they are equal to (and in some cases, better and stronger than) men. for ex, if he was with a woman richer or more famous than him, he would simply be very proud to be with her. he tries to understand the struggles women go through, he’s very understanding of even negative traits displayed by women (he doesn’t expect women to be perfect and understands we go through a lot). i.m is humble in a sense that he doesn’t think he’s better or worse than anyone else - “I’m just a regular human being, the same as anyone”. he is very individualistic and unique. he knows how to appreciate luxury without being materialistic. i.m wants to have a truly strong love and marriage where both parties are really good people to each other - he wants to grow with someone. he isn’t a jealous person - if people around him are smarter, funnier, more charismatic etc. than him, rather than being envious or jealous, he’s just happy to have that sort of energy around him (this is also because his self-confidence is strong enough to know that someone being funnier or smarter than him doesn’t make him unfunny or not smart). i.m tends to have a lot of faith in life and the universe to the point where when bad things happen he just thinks “it wont be like this forever” (so in this sense he has a very positive and optimistic outlook). he’s open-minded and may even try to educate himself on issues that happen in other countries, again a very accepting person (like it’s unlikely for him to be homophobic for example). I think he has a healthy relationship with sex. he is not a lazy person - just because he believe things work out like they’re supposed to doesn’t mean he’s lazy and only going to wait for good things to come to him, he knows he needs to put in effort so he still goes after what he wants. he has a positive view of and healthy relationship to family (it’s likely something he wants, and his appreciation for women likely comes from a good example set by his parents/his own mother or women he grew up around)

- negatives

i.m can be a bit paranoid, untrusting and very distant. he is super closed off - he does not open up easily at all, when he does open up it’s pretty superficial. he can be bad at letting people know what’s going on with him - like he’ll tell you he ended up breaking up his gf, but you didn’t even know he had a gf in the first place (just the vibe of never fully knowing what’s going on with him). due to being so untrusting, he always wants to know way more about other people he meets before he’s willing to open up to them. he may even lie a bit to protect himself due to this (like if he gets the feeling that you’re prying way too much and not understanding that he doesn’t want to open up to you, he will lie to you to get you off his back.) i.m really wants a close relationship, but he fails to realize he can’t expect next level loyalty and devotion from a woman he refuses to even open up to (he struggles to understand equality/give and take in this sense). since he finds it so hard to trust people, he may even reach for red flags and cause arguments over things he’s made up in his head (“do you even really wanna be with me? I can’t tell.”), he will later realize he’s acted out and apologize, but it still kills the vibe and puts the other person unnecessarily on edge (even if he isn’t accusing them of super bad things). he just needs a lot of proof you’ll really be there for him before letting people in. and while he has self confidence, he can be overly confident (not necessarily arrogant), but he can have big and unrealistic goals due to his unwavering faith in the universe, i think it’s likely he even has a problem with actual gambling due to this. he can be a bit irresponsible overall due to his “sky’s the limit” mentality. I think he may also be stuck on a “first love” or “the one that got away” so it’s hard for him to let other women in.

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[my-favourite-zhent]

WIP Wednesday

I never get these done on time, sorry folks.

Tagged by the lovely @coreene (who's forgotten realms lore posts were super useful for some of the world building for this WIP, Wet Parade I'm looking at you!)

I shall tag @fistfuloftarenths @dustdeepsea @thisaccountisagainstmywill @captainsigge @littleplasticrat @luvwich do as you like, when you like~

Below the cut is a snippet from chapter three of Fortune and Favour. What is Fortune and Favour? Well I started another long fic but haven't posted it here because I'm lazy and didn't edit the screenshot yet, muahaha.

In the distance he could begin to make out the silhouette of the temple.

“There, lass.” He gestured with his chin. “We're coming upon it now.”

“Oh!” She twisted and leaned forward in her seat, straining to see.

He watched as her shoulders sagged in disappointment and confusion. “Are– are you sure that's it?”

“Quite sure.”

“But it doesn't look anything like the illustrations, looks hardly like a temple at all. It's more like…” She was squinting now to try and make sense of what lay before her.

“A fortress?”

“Yes.” Her shoulders were tense now, finally she had realised something was amiss.

“Well we had to fortify it. Too vulnerable otherwise. Never know when they could attack.”

“When who could attack?” She whipped around to regard him. Though she tried to restrain herself, the concern was evident in her voice.

“Why the rival gangs of course. We didn't become the largest faction in Luskan by resting on our laurels.”

“You said you were a priest of Tymora.”

“It's more that I implied it.” He smirked.

“Let me down, let me down now.” The panic in her voice was rising.

“I could do that aye, and you could walk all the way back to the Cutlass through the muck. But you’d have to hand over all your maps and take the first boat out of Luskan.” She could hear the edge in his voice now, the unspoken threat.

“You can’t do this.” She protested. “I’ve worked on those for months.”

“And I’ve cut my way through every half-way competent rival for just as long, not about to let some fool girl show the rest of them how to waltz into my lair.”

“They're my maps! I can't graduate without a thesis.”

“What you seem to be failing to grasp is that I could've just as easily cut you down there in the inn. I'm being more than fair.”

She didn't have a retort for that and only stared at him aghast. He said nothing more, allowing her time to weigh her options.

Isolde turned back towards the fortress. The horse had continued on through their argument and they would be there before long.

“And if I don't get down? What then?”

“You stay at Clearlight as my guest. Help me find these passages. My folk and I will help you find the vault. You get your receipts, I get the gold and then you can go on your merry way. Less the maps of course.”

#wip wednesday #wip weekend #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 fanfic #bg3 fanfic: fortune and favour #fortune and favour #rugan bg3 #baldurs gate 3 rugan #bg3 rugan #rugan #luskan #coinspinners #forgotten realms fanfiction #coinspinners saga #isolde x clearlight #clearlight x isolde #rugan of the clearlight #clearlight temple

[h-harleybaby]

I loveloveLOVE ur work ... can we get some hcz for Eric Cartman in a relationship with a masochiztic reader ? ,:3c

All y’all on the same wavelength fr

Anyways, no worries hun I’m perfectly fine with it! And I get it, sometimes you gotta use a translator <333

HAS NSFW CONTENT

Sadist!Eric Cartman x Masochist!reader

• Obviously Cartman would thrive on the fact you’re a masochist, his sadistic side is so drawn to that. He finds it so hot how much of a reaction he can get out of you

• Def has recordings of you begging for him to be rough or to slap you and gets off on it when you can’t be there physically. Not to mention videos and audios of him spanking you

• If he’s not there I wouldn’t be surprised if he FaceTimed you and made you spank yourself + touch yourself. If your ass ain’t red, you clearly didn’t do it right

• He’d probably mock you the whole time saying how your hands probably don’t feel as good as his, whatever toy he’s making you use doesn’t feel as good as this tongue, etc

• Would not be surprised if he mocked you while you were riding some sort of dildo or toy until you’re crying and he’s licking your tears as some kinda foreplay

• Fr makes you completely dependent on him for your pleasure. No one makes you feel as good as he does ig, he knows your body more than you do

• He’s def someone who uses his size to his benefit, pinning you down so you can’t pull away or push away from anything he’s doing because he KNOWS you love it

• Ofc sometimes he has to switch it up tho, he’s by no means boring. And tying you up is one of his favourites to do, I feel like he would use coconut rope or something that like, at least slightly digs into your skin

• He would sooooo love when you scratch up his back, the little masochist in him is pleased. Ngl he would probably walk around shirtless so people could ask him about it and so he could tell them about how good you felt last night

• OVERSTIM!!! He loves to overstim you to the point where you’re begging him to stop or until literally all you can do is babble about how it feels too good and cry

• HE LICKS THOSE DAMN TEARS WITH PRIDE!! And boy, do they taste good to him your tears fr his favorite drink 💀

• He prefers getting oral rather than giving, but if he’s giving he’s a big fan of you sitting on his face and not letting you off. Like no, he wants you sobbing just because of his tongue and if you’re not then he’s not done

• He knows you soooo well and knows exactly how to make you cum super easily, but loves to edge you. Especially to the point where you’re trying to grind yourself on his face and he has to hold your hips to stop you

• If you don’t get the hint then he’s gonna slap your clit until you do and omg it hurts but it feels so good like I CAN’T

• Def fucks your face to the point where he actually can’t tell if you’re breathing properly or not

• I could totally see him having his hand on your throat and squeezing a little as he face fucks you because he likes how it feels

• He would soooo love taking pictures of you choking on his cum while he’s got his dick down your throat. Expect that to be his lock screen!!

• Arm lock is a must‼️‼️‼️ like he has you propped up, ass up, and chest flat on the bed with your arms behind your back LIKE YES PLEASE

• I shit you not, he has those chubby hands so they’re literally huge and he can hold your wrists together with one hand 🤭🤭

• Them hands inside you tho got me going WILD!! He knows what the hell he’s doing and he’s super skilled with his hands. Honestly, he probably fingers you pretty roughly but like not enough to exactly hurt HURT you ya know??? Does that make sense?

#h harleybaby needs help #harley won’t shut her mouth #harley’s anons <33 #mom come get harley she’s rambling #harley’s favs #south park x reader #south park x reader headcanons #south park x y/n #eric cartman x reader #cartman x reader #eric cartman x you #eric cartman smut #eric cartman x y/n #eric cartman headcanons #Eric Cartman birthday special