#it isn't great when mean snakes make mean babies....

[fimbry]

Kobe is my only mean blood python, but he’s worth it. He’s soooo worth it.

Python brongersmai

#Python brongersmai #snake #reptiblr #blood python #kobe #also his kids are nice so that is icing on the cake #it isn't great when mean snakes make mean babies.... #but i have 6 of his kids for keeps and they are good bebs #sooo good

[mikeysbabygirl]

                 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝑷𝒂𝒑𝒂

Warning : explicit smut, age gap, sugar daddy/sugar baby dynamic, pet names, gun play in Yakuza Mikey's part, dom!reader in some parts, the boys doing so well for you...

Summary : there's a new app to find a sugar daddy, how about they find your profile?

Featuring: Ran Haitani, Wakasa Imaushi, Kokonoi Hajime, Sano Manjiro, Kakucho Hitto.

Let's get started, shall we ?

𝑹𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 : (Bonten TL)

Ran was the first one to get the app, surprising, isn't it ?

He'd tried many of their sugar babies before, and he was quite satisfied with them. Well, they might be a little clingy when everything's over, but ladies tend to be that way with him.

And one day, your profile picture just popped. It has just been created, you were new, and young, student loans probably. Somehow, there was just something... endearing, about your innocent smiling face, a shot taken by your iphone camera rather than hiring a photographer to flatter all your angles, like everyone else.

-" Um, Hi ! " He couldn't help but curl a smile, the contrast between your virtuous face, and the devilish dress you were wearing had him already deep into it. " I'm here for the... sex? No- that's not what I mean ! " He raised his eyebrows seeing the heat rising to your face, so that dirty world didn't drained you of your colors yet ?

-"I'm here to offer... You know what ? I'm your sugar baby. "

Yes, there was just you, your doe-like eyes and your clumsiness, and suddenly, he was trapped in a pink haze, drowning in a gaze.

-" This way, just this way. Go 'head, you doing... Damn great, princess. " He praised, grip tightening around your hair whilst you bobbed your head up and down. That knot in his stomach, already tight, exploded when he shifted his eyes toward your flustered face.

-" Fucking look at you, taking daddy's cock like the best slut I've had. " He was a goner as soon as your teary, big eyes fluttered those wet eyelashes to look at him, and suddenly, he came with no warning, too quickly for the first time in ages, in bliss watching his white seeds leaking from your glossy lips.

What a pretty flower, so obedient, always ready to drop whatever plan you had for a call from him.

What a venomous snake hidden in.

Yes Ran liked to hold his pretty little thing in front of everyone, make his prey sit still and pretty on his lap.

-" Show 'em, baby. " His fingers digged deeper in your waist above him, surely talking about Rindou and Haru, sitting, wide-eyed, lusting in the booth across from yours. " Show 'em why I can't get ya outta my head. " His eyes were deep engrossed in the way your small hole sucked him in, head thrown back, Ran drove a cloud, letting go of the wheel for the first time and letting you take the lead.

But you couldn't care less, if he showed you off like a trophy in the night, you let him think he pulls the strings. Because in the morning, you wrap those around his neck, and he'd wake up suffocating in an empty cold bed.

-" no strings attached, your words. Daddy. " you tease from under his bigger body. His eyes fall on your naked chest, golden necklace of his name he bought for you. He knew you only wore it around him, but Ran liked the pain, the denial.

And for once, Ran lost the race. He didn't left the first, so he came second.

-" Such a whore..." His thrusts were relentless, and you think it's the third time you might cum, with him having you in a matting press. " Three different men, how come this pussy's even this fucking tight?"

And he heard you, under your moans, uttering something like " you never said I couldn't have another". And watched his smirk getting scarier, towering above you, his hand wrapped around your neck.

-" Aw, didn't I ? What a shame. " He cooed, lust and jealousy equally running in his blood. His pussy, his baby, how come would you even let some other loser taste that ?

- " Then watch me show you who owns this body. Let's see who'll dare touching Ran Haitani's bitch, 'kay baby ? "

𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 (Yakuza tl) :

C'mon, it's Mikey we're talking about. He's not particularly fond of sex anyway. He is the man without a shadow, no one knows for sure is he an actual person, or just another name behind a smoking gun.

It's his Yakuza era, Mikey pulls the strings of his mafia behind super boarded up doors, only Kisaki knows the keys of.

So when Kisaki stumbles on your profile on a random day, he thinks he got the perfect gift to unwind his terrorizing boss.

You felt like a little knight in front of a thorned kingdom, standing in front of the sitting Yakuza boss, in your white lingerie. His dark hues bored into your body absentmindedly, another pretty face, another empty face.

Then the cute little knight is grazing her fingers over the thorns, and you're kissing him with your hands cupping his cheeks as passionately as if you've known him since years. And he thinks you taste sweet, and now he's really into it, hands around your waist.

And now you're ready to sink his intimidating length inside you, he doesn't even know why, but he lets you take his hands in yours, intertwine your fingers together as he fills you up, and his head's empty.

Just your small hands in his big ones, just the bulge in your tummy from him, your head in his neck and your tears he could feel.

Dizzying, indeed.

He watched you, that night, sleeping with your arms around him. Why were you so touchy? Didn't they warned you, outside that room, to leave as soon as you're done ? But most importantly, why was he allowing this ? Why were you even breathing again, your hair tickling his chest ?

And when the morning came, he watched you getting ready to leave, just like anyone else.

And there he was, frozen by the kitchen, staring as you fought with the pancakes you were trying so desperately to not burn.

-" Sit down, it's almost ready. "

Just who did you think you are, giving orders ? And as if you felt the need to ask something, you flashed a glow dripping smile over your shoulder, and just for a second, he sees mornings,confort, Emma, breakfasts, family, home.

Not bad, he thinks, munching on the pastry. But Mikey's a man of few words, and he gets slightly frustrated by your expectant shiny eyes on him. Intimidating, he doesn't even dare to think it through, but you're the slightest bit overwhelming, intimidating.

-" Overcooked. " He throws the word as a stone at you, expecting you to bleed but not to laugh, moving to sit on his lap. For a second he's at a loss of words, while you lean to lick the cream on the corner of his lips.

-" Well I'm not paid to cook, but to fuck " you shrug, Mikey thinks... He doesn't even think anymore. Ethereal, the noiselessness in his mess of a mind is deafening, so much that he can't overcome it.

Well, Kisaki isn't that surprised, few days after when his boss asks to see you again, considering how good your ratings were. What's surprising is that, he actually asks for you, by your own name.

-" Daddy, wanna cum " you're out of breath, sprayed for him on the bed, with the strong body of that Yakuza boss above you.

-" Then fucking do it. " Another roll of his tongue around your clit had your thighs shaking, he honestly doesn't know since when he turned into a giver, probably at the threshold of your holy entrance.

-" Lemme taste how sweet your lil pussy can be f'me ".

Things constantly change, time flies, but if there's a constant, it's your smile whenever you see him, it's the warmth of you above him in your sleep, it's the spark of worry he spots in your gaze everytime he's out for his shady activities. Not fear from him, but for him.

He swears it's not obsession, only tiptoeing on its edges, maybe. The way you digged yourself a small grave in his dead wastelands.

-" Manjiro..." Your eyes are filled with tears, his wicked demons like that. Pinning you to the wall, his tip kissing your cervix since so long, and it's not moving, just like the gun he's pressing right above your heart.

-" Did i ever gave you the permission to do that, love ?" He likes the way he could feel your pulse going insane under his lips grazing your neck. " Hm ? Did I said you could have other customers?"

Your eyes peer at the phone on the nightstand, you swear you just forgot to delete your subscription to that damn app, again and again. And now you're shaking under him, his gun pressed harder against your chest, his kisses even more passionate, the roll of his hips dizzying.

-" I'm gonna delete it... Now, I promise, 'Jiro, promise " you cry, clinging on his neck. " Just move, please, please, make me cum ".

And it's over devilish, the way the corner of his lips raise darkly, he shrugs.

-" If that's what my bitch wants... would never force you anyway".

He lies, dropping the gun as if it never existed.

𝑲𝒂𝒌𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒐 𝑯𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒐 : (Bonten TL)

Kakucho liked Ran. Ran was like an older brother for him, and he knew how much that one respected him.

Maybe the only thing he could ever blame him for, was how extra he was.

Antics like, offering him a subscription for a " sugar baby " app for his birthday.

Ran was standing next to the pretty girl, younger than both of them, obviously. And Kakucho thought about refusing his friend's offer, although the girl was undeniably beautiful, he was nowhere near into those kinks.

-" Just let go man " Ran suddenly tapped his back, making him startle. " Go 'head, princess " he as well pushed you against Kakucho's torso. " Get ma man's dick wet ".

See ?extra...

But if Kakucho could say anything, he would probably talk about how cute you were, with that heat rising to your cheeks.

After the awkward uncle Sam ( aka Ran) left both of you alone, you've been finally able to find back your words. Kakucho seemed dry on his edges, but he actually just needed some few laughter from you to relax, taking part in the conversation.

At some point, it was always about inches. Just one more, just a little more. Between your two faces, your hands brushing against each other, pair of eyes locking, time stops, blurs, and suddenly you're in his lap, sharing breath.

-" Just lemme do it" you whispered against his cheeks, he found it funny, your smaller hands trying to pin his bigger ones above his head.

And you kissed, oh god you kissed, as if you had loved him a thousand lifetimes ago. Kakucho's breath hitched like a teenager, as you kissed every inch of his face, every scar, and your mouth fell around his pectorals.

-" Shit, keep rubbing on my cock, angel " he grunt from under you, trying desperately just not to pin you down on the bed and fuck you relentlessly.

Sun rises, nights turned into lazy mornings, and those ones left place to movie nights, to breakfasts and cuddles, he liked for your laughter to fill his big for nothing house.

Now, Kakucho knows it's probably just a role you're playing, for the pretty dresses he'd leave for you on his bed, for the dinners in fancy restaurants, and for your loans that left by the window as soon as he stepped in your life.

But he also knew your whispered "pretty boy" while kissing every flaw of him, he knew the erratic heart beats of yours when his head would lay on your chest.

And everytime he promises he's not falling.

Tearing his eyes away from your ravishing sight, twisting in your bedsheets, standing next to you with a hand in your hair. He swears it's the last time. It's all about money, all about sex.

But the sun sets, and in his living room, you'd be glowing incandescent. A heart robbing smile.

-" missed you daddy " you'd greet, standing up, eyes making love to him before your lips even could.

He's not gonna fall, " it would be fucked up to fall", he tells himself.

Then you're grabbing his calloused hand in yours, intertwining your fingers together, and he finds himself staring at both your hands, fire rising in his guts as you drag him toward the bedroom. You fail to hear him mutter.

-"... I'm fucked up... "

𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 : ( Bonten TL)

At some point, Kokonoi think he hadn't known anything else than those sugar daddy/sugar baby relationships.

He considered his time too precious to lose on building a strong, healthy relationship. Those things take time, and that he had not.

Now sure he would sometimes think about something... More true, something not hanging on his black card. But years pass by,paperwork piles up on his desk, and finding true love is just... Something for another day.

Kokonoi watches with amusement your eyes widening, he thinks it is somehow cute that your face was so easy to read. The room was bigger than any place you have ever been, the ladies and gentlemen wore dresses and suits you've only seen in the most marvellous fairytales.

And he thinks, by the way, you should not even be amazed by that, considering how the dress he brought you makes you look, considering what you make his body feel.

Somehow, everyone either smiled or bowed at you, some kind of respect you never thought would be directed toward you. Important figures and influencing men and women surrounded you from everywhere, the ballroom giving the impression of a whole royalty around you restricted your breath.

-" I don't think... I don't belong here " your eyes found his in a panicked expression, your new customer tightened his arm around your waist, leaning slightly toward you to brush his lips against your ear.

-" it's part of the deal, princess. You need some money, and i need something pretty on my arm for the night " he flashes a grin that, along with his words, makes your eye color deepen. Something pretty to show off... His words manage to drown your previous anxiety under a raging fire.

Right, if that's what he wants.

And he must admit, you behaved pretty well that night. Politely greeting everyone coming toward you two, throwing stunning smiles and laughing at unfunny jokes. For a first time, he was proud you did it like a boss.

Just as he was thinking you were taking too long in the restroom, his phone rang with the sound of a text he just received. He excused himself toward some business partners and as soon as he opened the said text, his hand froze on the phone.

His eyes silently stared at your right arm, holding your naked tits while the left one held the phone. The way the nude was taken was almost artistic, he almost wouldn't have recognized the backseat of his Aston Martin. Damn, he didn't even felt your hand in his pocket stealing his keys.

As much as he tried to ignore that blaze taking place in his lower abs, he could not ignore the next texts coming again and again. Your thighs, your lips, then your pussy spread on his backseat, as if the glistening was calling for him.

- " Just... Fuck, keep doing this, need this. Need this so fucking much... "

He was a moaning mess on the driver's seat, silver strands falling around his handsome, thrown back face whilst his hand was buried deep in your hair.

Your eyes never left his once, as you were taking his length even deeper. And honestly he wondered how you still didn't choked around him, but everytime your tongue rolls over his tip, purposely hollowing your cheeks, this man loses a new spark of sanity.

With a loud pop, you let go of his shaft and he was about to complain, yet his eyes fell on your pretty face, glossy wet lips and teary doe eyes, he's left speechless for the first time.

-" What a shame, the classy, sassy Kokonoi Hajime, doing such a thing in his car... "

Honey coated voice dripping poisoned proses, he was mesmerized by the fierce look on your eyes, and soon breathed a heavy grunt when you took his dick in your smaller hands.

-" what would these aristocrats say if they saw you... Hm ? " You asked, making him buckle his hips in your hands when your thumb ran over his tip.

-" Stop the tease or I fucking swear-"

-" If they saw your pretty thing sucking you like a damn cock slut ?"

Pathetic, it felt so bad to feel so good.

-" love, for fuck's sake... "

Your dirty sinful words wrapped in a kiss on his tip almost brought him to his peak. Koko knows you're enjoying it, having the big, infamous Hajime Kokonoi panting between your hands, so messy, almost pathetic... A whining man.

-" Go ahead, tell me what you need. Daddy, tell your good girl what you want her to do with your pretty cock "

On your knees for him, you rest your chin on his naked thigh, giving a loving stare that he sincerely hopes won't be engraved in the thin walls of his mind for a whole lifetime.

And as Koko watches you, the beautiful stranger that got a man as important as him playing Russian roulette with his reputation, risking getting caught in such a position anytime-

He thinks he might need to call you back.

His hand tightens around your hair, bringing your mouth closer to his tip.

-" Then show daddy how fucking good you can really take dick".

He thinks the other day might have finally came.

𝑾𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒂 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊 : (OG timeline)

Why would he even need such an app ? He has ladies, come on-

-" Don't go crying o'mme now, you were begging for my dick, better take it like a bitch".

Or maybe he does ?

His sharp edges might appear mysterious, appealing, yet the girls he "dated " always seemed to somehow end up offended by his rough, careless manners.

And he truly thinks Takeomi's idea is pathetic, why would he need such an app ? And dating younger girls, in addition, he knows he's so gonna wreck them...

-" Hi, are you Wakasa-kun ?"

Leaning on the doorframe, he throws away his cigarette, judgmental stare on you. You do fail to notice the interest sparkling there.

Frail, cheerful, goody-goody look, it's gonna be funny watching that one run away scared, he thinks.

-" am I scaring you, angel ?" His deep voice asks, followed by the sound of the ties he wrapped around your wrists all to the bedframe. Something in his chest lights up at the sight of your little smile while you shake your head from left to right. Wakasa realizes there, he truly wants you, your hesitant moves but constant eyes, your trembling lips and confident smile, your hell of a curves and angelic face, standing on the threshold of hell, ready to dance with the devil.

Swimming in an ocean of lust, drowning almost, though he was the one riding, Wakasa threw his head back, breathless.

-" Fuck, now you clenchin' so damn tight on me... Think i'm obsessed with this pussy. You good baby ? You with me ?"

He could think the rough pace his hips set up would've sent you to overdrive, he could think the ties leaving red marks on your wrists, or the bruising grip of his hands around your waist would've scared you away, but-

-" 'm so close... Don't you stop, daddy, give it to me, I... I need it !"

His pupils in the dark dilated, biting his lip, Waka' grabbed your hair to pull your face up, closer to his, roughly claiming your lips until he needs to inhale.

-" You sure 'bout that, princess ? Want me to go all in ? To dick you dumb on my cock ? " He teases, rolling his hips to give you some friction. He didn't miss how tightly you pull on your ties, desperately chasing more, leaking on him, a low chuckle leaves his pretty lips. " So messy... Such a good slut, where have you been all this fuckin' time ?"

Now that he knows someone down there would take him raw, that someone wants his unhinged side, he truly goes all in.

Wakasa gives you his deepest thrusts, his meanest words, most passionate kisses, and have you squirming and tightening around his length until you're coming undone with him, both collapsing on each other, panting, absent mindedly staring at each other's soul.

You don't know what's next, and he doesn't remember the last time he did it, yet after undoing your ties, his calloused fingers fly to your sweaty forehead, brushing your hair locks away from your eyes.

-" lemme keep looking at this pretty face" he whispers against your lips, pressing his body to yours and sighing.

Yes, Wakasa Imaushi is what you could call a freak. But once the monster finds someone to share his nights with, he also shares his morning glory...

You gasp, feeling yourself being lifted from the bed into his strong toned arms. Wakasa holds you in, princess-like while taking the bathroom's direction, you stare at him, questioning.

-" What's in it for you ?" You tilted your head to the side questioningly after he gently-almost too gently for Wakasa Imaushi- placed your body in the bathtub and started running some warm water for you.

-" Hm ?" He feigns ignorance, eyes focused on something else.

-" I mean, I'm payed for this. You paid me, you don't have to do any of this, customers usually don't-"

And suddenly, you can't talk anymore, your face being cupped in his big hand, you look at him surprised, big eyes into his as he's smirking, leaning toward you.

-" Shhh, I know, i know, princess. " His finger gently rubs your lower lip, lavender gaze trailing on them before coming back to your eyes, a serious expression on his face. " But you did so good to me, lemme make it right, yeah ? Daddy's gonna heal your bruises ".

That night, and another, and a thousand other butterflies in your tummy, you discover, and Wakasa too, that a freak, a mean dom, such an unhinged monster can with the kiss of his princess turn into a king, an aftercare king.

#tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers spoilers #bonten x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers angst #ran haitani #rindou haitani x reader #haitani rindou #tokyo rev fluff #ran haitani x reader #mikey x you #mikey x female reader #mikey x reader #mikey x y/n #sano majiro x reader #manjiro x reader #manjiro smut #kakucho x you #kakucho x reader #wakasa x reader #wakasa x you #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi x y/n #kokonoi smut #wakasa smut #manjiro sano x reader #manjiro sano smut #kakucho smut #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader

[yourtouchismidas]

Could you do one where Gigi sneaks out to a party but runs into one of the guys at the party:)

gigi is moaning because she doesnt need a babysitter. you and matty are on your way out, and adam and carly are getting their son situated in the warm lounge where all the little girls are already bathed and in their pjs. you are dressed the the nines, matty's eyes already landing on where you legs meet your skirt more times than you can count. gigi is sixteen and moody.

"mum this is humiliating," she says, sitting on the bottom of the stairs with her chin in her hands.

"oh darling, they aren't here for you. at least this way the little girls wont be bothering you all night."

"what you moaning about, gi?" matty says, not looking round from where he is fluffing up his hair in the mirror.

"she feels she is too old to have a babysitter," you explain. matty rolls his eyes at his eldest daughter in the mirror. "gigi you are a baby. now get in the lounge and play snakes and ladders in your pjs."

gigi storms off upstairs. stupid matty she thinks. he always sees her as a baby and she isn't. well fuck them. she's going out. a message on her phone from one of her friends reads, cool party tonight, you in? and she texts back and says yep

she sneaks out the house an hour later, looking like a mini version of you in her party dress, her black curls exploding around her face. shay is crying in the living room because she lost snakes and ladders and carly is trying to comfort her while adam corrals the rest of them. they dont notice her leave.

she giggles in the taxi all the way to the party with her friends, drinking cocktails from cans that her older friends picked up. she is starting to feel great. as long as she gets home before you and her dad get back, she'll be golden. you guys will never know.

the taxi takes them out into the countryside, and then pulls up at a farm, where a big barn looms, lights inside, music pounding. there are people outside, leant up against the barn, drinking, laughing, smoking. gigi gets out the cab, grinning. this looks fun. the alcohol is rushing through her veins. she wants to dance. she grabs her friends and they run inside. no one asks her age or for her id.

she is dancing, wildly, her and her friends holding hands and in a circle. the lights are pretty and she can feel the music under her skin. she is having the best time. a couple of her friends break away to go to the loo, and another is making out with someone they just met, and she is laughing at them and while she does, a huge man dances in front of her, blocking her view, nudging her slightly.

"oh sorry love," he turns to her to say. they meet eyes. they both freeze. its her uncle george. his face cracks into a massive grin.

"it's my gigi girl!" he yells, and grabs another person, a girl with long black hair, to get her attention. its gigi's aunty charli who laughs and points at her when she realises who it is.

"omg little party girl!" charli says. gigi rolls with it. they're drunk. they dont have the capacity to have a coherent thought right now about whether she should be there or not. they dance together, charli grabbing her hands and spinning her round. george lifts her up and onto his shoulders, spinning round too, so she throws her hands up and whoops.

"hey man i..." another voice says below her. its someone talking to george. gigi looks down, into a big beardy face. its her uncle ross.

"gigi!" he yells, "what you doing here?!"

he's grinning. she still isnt in trouble.

"partying!" she yells back.

"woooo!" ross says, and joins in dancing with them. when george puts her down, she stands on ross feet to dance like she did when she was teeny tiny, and she laughs when he dips her to the ground like she is a ballroom dancer. except. when she bobs back up. there is another man dancing with them. dancing like a loon. his white shirt sweaty, half open, his eyes bright, his curls wild. gigi doesnt mean too, but she looks at him dead on. their eyes meet. its her dad. what is he doing here?! this was supposed to be a cool party!

"oh no," he says, stopping dancing abruptly, pointing at her "absolutely not!"

"come on man," george says, "let her live a little!"

"dont worry george," she says, "its not living if your dad is at the party"

george laughs and ross says, "isn't that one of our songs?" and matty grabs gigi by the wrist and leads her off into the crowd to find you, mumbling, "just wait until your mother hears this." gigi grins. shes had fun. but she's kind of tired. sleepy. its late. she cant wait to climb back into the cab with her angry parents, get yelled at, promise never to do it again, and then get into her pjs with them in the lounge with a cup of tea and play some snakes and ladders.

#ruins #ruins behind the scenes #matty healy #matty healy x reader #matty healy x you #matty healy x y/n #the 1975 fanfic #matty healy fanfiction #dad!matty

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Uhh could you write dad headcanons for gavriel?

Baby lion

We all know this man is a textbook example of a FATHER. period. I don't know why but I always kind of imagine him not only being Aedion's father. There's just something in me that is screaming that there's one more child out there of his, that he takes care of and is trying to be there as much as he can.

With you, I think the babe would be both a mix of surprise but also something that is almost self-explanatory. Like yeah duh, you thought I wasn't gonna give this man a baby. Cause go to war with me for it, but kids are something Gavriel would bring up on a first proper date. Like there is no sugar coating. He knows his responsibilities. Knows that babies happen even if they are rare. He isn't taking a tonic and honestly, you are free to not take one in his book but this man ain't pulling out. Here you go. I said it.

I doubt it would happen quickly. I think it would happen once everything settles. Once everyone is safe and sound. No threats. No need to be on high alert. You two already settled in your little cottage in the woods. Living a happy domestic life. Growing crops and tending to a flower garden. Gavriel trains younglings in town as his hobby. Loving the fact that he can be a part of shaping young people into great soldiers.

And if you think you are telling him that you are pregnant. Forget about it. Gavriel would notice even before you did. He wouldn't necessarily clock onto it straight away. There's just a slight difference in how you smell. And that slight change makes something perk up deep inside him. This sudden wave of protectiveness rushed through his bloodstream.

So he just keeps an eye out for you. Not wanting to overwhelm you. But in case this is a sickness of some sort he wants to make sure that he would notice it before it spread. Yet all Gavriel finds is you becoming breathless quicker. Getting more grouchy at your mate, over the smallest things. Snaking right before bed and just randomly reaching for a pot of cookies throughout the day. But the thing that finally makes everything click is when Gavriel returns home after one of his lessons. It's barely after midday but he finds you curled up on a little day bed in the garden fast asleep. A warm smile spreads over his face as he steps closer.

Finally, he thinks to himself as he kneels in front of you. "I was waiting for you", Gavriel mutters, pressing his palm on your tummy. A little heartbeat is finally much easier to distinguish. No longer hidden by your own. "Had a feeling you were, happily growing there", and it's so surreal. To know. To be able to have this moment for himself. To be able to just soak in the knowledge. "Gavriel...", you mutter tiredly and your mate's eyes slowly drift back to you. "I see you've been busy", he teases almost, you narrow your eyes at him, "Hey, that's mean. I've made you lunch", you grumble.

But Gavriel is shaking his head, "Didn't mean it like that, my heart", he gently moves your hand to your tummy. You frown at first, confused by his actions but then your senses pick up on it. You let out a gasp. Big eyes watching Gavriel but he's just smiling. Smiling so fondly it's making your heart swell. "You knew?", you whisper, "I had a feeling something was different for a while but...", he admits, moving to brush away strand of your hair away from your face. "I'm... there's a baby", you whisper shout before your eyes fill up with tears, Gavriel lets out a breath laugh, "You're growing our little lion".

Honestly, the rest of the pregnancy would be out of a fantasy book. Gavriel is super attentive but he also cared for his previous partners in their pregnancies. So he knows what your body needs for sure. Trust him to be bringing home a whole area of fruits and goods you two don't have in your garden but that are beneficial for you and the baby.

He doesn't baby you. Nor is he controlling. You want to do laundry? Do it. Want to dust the floor or weed out the garden? Go for it. He doesn't try to put you on bed rest and lock you in the house. His only rule is - tell him when you start feeling tired. That's all he's asking of you. Gavriel knows moving around is good at the end of the day.

Doubt you would get protective outbursts from him. This man has too much self-control to just burst out, start throwing daggers, or murder someone if they came too close to you. It's more like as long as you are okay with people being close to you so is he. He's watching and assessing. He's looking for threats and dangerous it's just in a much more tamed manner.

Talks to the baby from the moment he finds out. Gavriel has many stories up his belt so nighttime stories are never dull. He always falls asleep holding your bump. He was always cuddly but now it's in his blood. He just needs to have you close. Feel you both.

He cherishes this pregnancy so much because it's the first time he could watch his partner and baby grow. Without someone interfering. Without Maeve lurking to harm. To take away. To rip to shreds the happiness. And so those fears come out at night through the nightmares that sometimes plague his sleep but they are quickly chased away by the baby moving around in your tummy. And he's so thankful for the chance to do this again to experience the love. The beauty of having a family.

#gavriel x you #gavriel x reader #gavriel imagine #gavriel tog imagine #gavriel tog x reader #tog x reader #tog imagine #tog x you #throne of glass imsgine #throne of glass x reader

[running-with-the-feels]

spare headcannons about the Lin kuei quartet (bi-han, kuai liang, tomas, cyrax) please?

Cyrax is the only one of them to have joined as an adult and not been abducted as a child, which incidentally makes him the only semi-normal one out of the bunch

Tomáš viewed the Lin Kuei as his saviors for a long time as they pulled him from the rubble of a destroyed building and brought him back to temple, treating his wounds and making him one of them. It wasn't until the cyber initiative that he really started to realize that something was wrong

Bi-Han's sole, driving motivation in the Lin Kuei was to protect Kuai Liang, literally nothing else mattered to him. Bi-Han trained harder and longer than anyone else and also acted out more to keep the Grandmaster's attention on him, giving Kuai Liang some freedom from the scrutiny.

Kuai Liang once put a venomous snake down the back of Sektor's shirt in retaliation for Sektor's bullying. After that, people started giving him a wide berth

Bi-Han isn't actually a very powerful cryomancer in terms of raw ability, but he does have a truly impressive amount of control, able to use his powers in incredibly complex ways with little to no effort, though he still prefers to fight without it

The reason Bi-Han doesn't like using his cryomancy to fight is bc they both learned the basics of it from their father who was a pacifist and he's trying to honor Jiahao's memory as best as he can

Kuai Liang, on the other hand, is incredibly, dangerously powerful, and has to put a great amount of effort towards holding back. Bi-Han was the one who pushed him to hide how strong his powers were bc if anybody ever knew, the Lin Kuei would send Kuai Liang on worse and worse missions

Tomáš has nightmares that he can't remember almost every night, and will often sneak into Kuai Liang and Bi-Han's room for comfort afterwards.

Cyrax will cover for the other three every time he gets the chance, helping them get out of punishments and trouble bc he doesn't agree with a lot of the rules the Lin Kuei has and wants to try and change that from the inside

Cyrax also sneaks treats from the outside into the temple after his missions, sharing them with the other three to give them some semblance of a normal life.

Everyone assumes that Bi-Han is the next grandmaster given how much the current Grandmaster, Oniro, favors him. This pisses Sektor off and causes him to sabotage the brothers every chanc he gets, but the status of assumed heir gets Bi-Han a lot of leniency that he uses to protect Kuai Liang, Tomáš, and Cyrax whenever possible

There was a fifth member of their group, Hydro, who had been part of the Lin Kuei since he was a baby and helped Kuai Liang, Bi-Han, and Tomáš adjust to their new life when they arrived. He was their big brother figure and tried his best to protect them

Hydro died a few days before the tournament, which is part of why Bi-Han was so pissed off during the whole thing.

On the wiki it says that Cyrax was from Botswana, and I hc that he would make the food he'd grown up with for the others whenever he could get away with it. To this day, Seswaa is one of Kuai Liang's comfort foods.

Cyrax also once managed to sneak in some Khadi (a liquor made of sugar and mushrooms) and that became the only alcohol Bi-Han liked.

Cyrax was a chemistry prodigy, and made a series of different "bombs" with different effects, one even able to imitate cryomancy by creating a bunch of ice around the area of detonation. He was really excited to experiment with Outworld ingredients when making his bombs after joining the Lin Kuei

Cyrax is the mantle he chose after joining the Lin Kuei, for reasons he has never explained, but his real name is Kagiso, meaning peace, which he always found somewhat ironic given his line of work. Kuai Liang is the only person who knows that.

Tomáš will sometimes just turn into smoke to relax, he finds the lack of a physical form soothing in a way he can't fully describe

lemme know if y'all want more!

#kuai liang #bi han #tomas vrbada #cyrax #cyrax mk #lin kuei #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat

[i-write-sin-not-tragedy]

Question, from beat to worst, who in the Hazbincule gives the best hugs? And if it’s not too much trouble, how do each of the hugs feel like?

CRACKS KNUCKLES

I originally was gonna do a chart but no no this deserves more.

I also wouldn't call it "worst" as much as some people are less inclined to physical contact, so less likely to want to give or receive hugs.

HAZBINCULE: HUG RATINGS

1. Husk!

Yes a shocking person to put in first place, but trust me. He gives classic dad/grandpa hugs. Strong and warm and he makes that specific noise. They're never too long, but always give that sorta cozy bear hug feeling. You have to pass a certain level of friendship with him to receive them, but they're the absolute best once you do.

2. Lucifer

Again. Dad hugs!! Only Lucifer is a liiiiiittle more awkward. They might go on a little too long, hes not great at trying how long is too long. He definitely does the back pats. But still they're very comfy and shockingly warm! And you're left feeling like someone is very proud of you afterwards. Also i think he'd be willing to hug anyone who genuinely asked him for one.

3. Angel Dust

BIAS ALERT Listen i just think the extra arms give him an advantage. Hes also so fluffy. Its not the same texture as Husk, who has classic fur, but more downy. Like baby chick fluff. Hes soooo soft and cozy and all the extra arms means he can hug you and play with your hair and anything else you're into

I also think hes just a touchy person so he'd be happy to provide hugs to people hes close to. His criteria for "close enough for hugs" isn't as strict as Husks, but he still has one.

4. Charlie

My girl LOVES GIVING HUGS!!! Like her dad, she is HAPPY to hug anyone who askes (within reason. She has some nos but dw those are rare)

Her hugs are TIGHT like you slightly fear your back breaking when she does it, but they're full of SO much love and joy you can't be mad. You might end up limping a little after bc of the back pain but its worth it. She can also lift and spin ANYONE she wants to and isn't afraid to do it. Tackle hugs are a possibility. Once you've opened the flood gates for her hugs there is no going back, good luck♡

5. Sir Pentious

Awkward sweet boy. Hes very very shy about touching and hugging. He probably doesn't wanna risk making people uncomfortable, but he is DEFINITELY a hugger once you've assured him you're totally cool with it.

The snake thing makes for some nice tight hugs (maybe sometimes a little too tight but hes working on that)

6. Vaggie

My sweet girl she is. A little awkward for the most part. Shes not as openly affectionate as Charlie is, but shes also am army girl and i can absolutely see her doing those tight "army bro" hugs when she really likes someone. She has separate "family" and "friend" hugs and you can tell how she feels about someone based on how shes willing to physically touch. Her family hugs are very soft, loose, not too rough. Her friend hugs are more the "army bro" style and usually very quick.

7. Cherri Bomb

Girls a casual hugger. Shes not touchin anyone she doesn't deem a close friend tho. Angel gets hugs. Vaggie gets hugs. She will give Charlie them but be awkward about it lol

You'd have to hit a pretty high level of friendship with her to get one, and they're still pretty casual. She strikes me as a "one arm hugger" most of the time. Unless you're Sir Pentious but shhhh.

8. Niffty

It's not that she doesn't like them or anything just. Girl has absolutely NO idea what personal space is and due to tiny bug nature her hugs are more like having a small feral squirrel latch onto you for a minute before she skitters off.

Shes trying her best. They're very sweet even if they leave anyone receiving them vaugely confused.

9. Alastor.

Two words for you;

Touch. Averse.

Now, we've seen him with Mimzy! He is not against hugging! But it has to PURELY be on his time. He will only do it when HE wants to, end of story. He also much prefers if you do not hug back. Him showing any physical affection is rare, and his preference is to stay in control of it.

What do they feel like? Hm. Actually probably pretty nice. Oddly gentle, considering who we're talking about. I think whoever got one would be more in shock than anything else lol

#hazbin hotel #angel dust hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #husk hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #niffty hazbin hotel #cherri bomb hazbin hotel #sir pentious hazbin hotel #hazbincule #hugs #hi anon i hope this was what you wanted i had so much fun kekfkekfkd

[merrivia]

I’ve finally read Pet and am kicking myself I didn’t read it sooner!

I’ve measured out the short stories like I’m nibbling on chocolate, Charlie Bucket style, and I was leaving this till last partly because of that, and partly because I didn’t feel that interested in Ancel (sorry Ancel, I take it back).

It’s fascinating reading about events that occur in Captive Prince but not from Damen’s POV. The idea that everyone has complexities under the surface, and that things aren't always as they seem, is only understood by Damen negatively in the first half of Captive Prince I think. Veretians are untrustworthy and slippery and Machiavellian. And that's not, not true! The Veretian court IS a pit of vipers. But people are also still human, and it's that extra step of understanding the humanity underneath even these acidic, performative snakes which is interesting. Ancel is sharp and smart (and really needs to be taught how to read forthwith). Berenger is morally admirable, and isn't actually sleeping with him. Vannes cares about Berenger in her own small way. Laurent emits a great deal of power and is "instantly commanding" to others (but not to Damen, which must have really infuriated him).

Here’s some more snippets of my thoughts in general:

Waxing is canon! So interesting. Why does no grown man ever shave in the books also? Why isn't attending, also shaving? I think we'll just have to accept that as Pacat's choice. Maybe the only blade she wanted between them was the ghost of swords from a long ago fight/swords in the present?

Isagoras the writer/poet- any connection to Isagoras the historical figure who was embroiled in a power play in terms of Athenian politics and democracy? Who Aristotle called ‘friend of tyrants’? Obviously he’s not meant to be that figure but is it a sort of irony and foreshadowing for the political choices Berenger has to make?

And Akielon writing/poetry is popular among men with status? Interesting. You wonder if Laurent approved a poem waxing lyrical about Ios, or really anything that suggested the Akielons aren't barbarians.

I feel as if Damen would know this poem, and read it to Laurent as part of courting him 🥺

Interesting to see a first impression of Laurent from the viewpoint of someone not instantly obsessed with him- severe and harsh, but no mention of his beauty till later.

I mean this nicely but Damen really has no idea how naturally arrogant and superior he comes across as in this situation, does he? I mean, it’s completely understandable if you think of Akielon society, and how he’s been raised and treated; in fact it would be implausible any other way based on his character traits too. He’s just so bad at pretending to be a slave even as his life is at risk if they find out he’s a prince 😂 oh Damen /pets his curls/. And oh, a *lion* you say....

Just really bad at acting servile, it's so funny. Love him.

Speaking of Lamen, it is a little unsettling how quickly Damen starts to fall for Laurent in Captive Prince and how Laurent truly does hate him, yet…is clearly on some molecular level, attracted to him, I think? It’s just a really heartbreaking and stressful dynamic. His "complete attention" on him...let's face it, if Damen had looked like Govart, Laurent wouldn't be fixated in the same way (I mean this nicely).

Oh my baby Laurent. You know this isn’t right. Are you reenacting a past trauma? Making him suffer what you suffered? Even if you aren’t, your flaw is letting your hatred and anger blind you to your morals. (Lucky a man is going to fall in love with you who is pretty much always on your side even when you don’t always deserve it…). Damen will help you be more honourable /pats blond head/

"Locked” is an apt word isn’t it, considering all that ties them together (and not to mention the gold cuffs and collar…) and oof, Laurent's sexual domination in this scene is quite apparent.

and…

I mean, we all know this is sex by proxy and so does Ancel, who just met Laurent and Damen!

And lastly, I am team Berenger. He's a Good Man and would probably get on pretty well with Torveld and Nikandros, the other dark haired, loyal and responsible men in the trilogy.

Nice to see someone see commoners as people all year round (not simply when their villages are being massacred and their humanity is thrown into stark relief by it)!

#captive prince #pet #ancel #berenger #damen #laurent #lamen

[androdetective]

Don't harass anyone just block

This isn't something I wouldn't make without reason. I'm sure a lot of people must of noticed these out of place posts in the 31 minutos tag

Spinergy-69 posted in the main 31 minutos tag, except this was a post directed against a post of the person in the screenshot.

"Things that make me laugh? Having debated a thousand years ago a public post tagged "Tulio Triviño" in which I thought I was going to be able to debate at ease with another fan, fighting arguments for the mere fun of doing it, and after 437268573 days he still quotes someone who commented a list of things for which he didn't think the same. I really am unforgettable. 🚬 Don't worry, I'm all about talking things face to face, instead of sending childish indirects like this specimen, but the times l've tried to talk it out in the posts he devotes to me, he cries even louder the baby, so that's all that's left and my last reference to it, Peace"

Below it is an image of that person's post (who will be called "A") he was responding to, it reads:

"Every time I see a white humanization of Tulio (even more if he is blonde/has streaked hair like the puppet) it takes years off my life. HE LOOKS HORRIBLE LIKE THAT THEY TOOK AWAY HIS MELANIN!!!

(don't take this post so seriously I don't want whiners to come and try to "debate" like when I said that Tulio was canonically fat)"

he also wrote tags that said "#bonus points if they make Bodoque more brown than him #it seems classist to me #the rich guy has to be white and the other more brown because he doesn't have as much money"

User Spinergy drew a box around the last sentence that says, "No one, absolutely no one draws him more brown because of that"

In the second image, Spinergy again posts in the 31 minutos tag a post directed against A. A has told Spinergy many times not to interact with him, and Spinergy has continued to ignore that. It says:

"I want to cancel (person's @) for giving me the spectacular HC that Juan Carlos Bodoque would be brown for being exposed to the most extreme weather conditions, being an off-road reporter. Between the Chilean desert and the Chilean arctic he would have a tan color worth appreciating. Assuming that fans have related skin tone to monetary acquisition, is in fact, the most classist thought I have read in a long time, cancel (he calls A a snake)"

I will add that in the comments of this post, he speaks with his friend and it says this:

"I accept the cancelation, I am enemy #1 of a JC with PERFECTLY WHITE skin, how would he not have sun spots, a constant tan or noticeable burns considering he even let himself be buried under sand?

-And what a great episode it was, holy shit... Totally cinematic.

-Besides, we already have someone with milky skin and another with pure, porcelain-white skin. Let the adventurer express his savagery in his skin, let the tan be a mark of life rather than a social stigma"

I don't have to explain why that's colorist language. Attributing savagery and the wild with tan/brown skin is very bad. It's ironic he's called A discriminatory when he's fine with this.

After those two posts, A responds with this:

"I seriously have to clarify that in my previous post that when I said that it seems classist to me that Tulio is always made white and Juan Carlos brown, I don't mean that EVERY such humanization is classist in itself, but because classism mixed with racism/colorism in LATAM is something very present???

Yes, each person may have a reason for why Bodoque is brown (whether it's because of work, being born that way or just because one likes it) but I simply mentioned that because people sometimes mess up with it unintentionally. It just can't be that I said in the post not to take it so seriously, and a few hours later, I found out that they took it seriously. He then accuses me of being a classist for making a connection??? what a laugh.

I was referring to the fact that rich people always have to be made white, almost as if tulio for being a spoiled rich guy has to be white even though the same series shows that he is not, he looks like Pedro Peirano (his voice actor) who's not white. I didn't accuse the headcanon of brown bodoque as something bad nor did I say that I think it is bad in itself wtf is up with people."

A then writes in the tags "#well what do I expect from the guy that I asked to NOT INTERACT with me and he keeps on doing it to defame me"

This seems reasonable enough. Spinergy then decides to comment.

"Lalala~ we saw you. Im happy I took that screenshot,

-"Discriminatory" is when I complain about stereotypes that can seep into what you do whether in a good way or not. And what if you get yourself a job instead of being obsessed with me, fan????

-I hadn't responded to any of the indirects you left publically for me, but I'm fed up with you, all day long looking for attention, leave me alone. Pretending someone pays attention to you won't make you turn history on its head. The one with the childish and not at all brave indirects, is you, it's not my style. Just stop crying, you're too big for that.

-"all day looking for attention" man I only mentioned you in ONE post. Besides I had blocked you, SUPPOSEDLY you shouldn't be able to see my posts. Anyways, you never responding was a lie, you literally dedicated two whole posts trashing me because why not.

-If you didn't bump into me you wouldn't make posts using the show's hashtag to get my friends attention or mine. You're too old to be fighting with people my age. It'd be better if you go pay taxes or do something really productive. I've thought about blocking you and never seeing you in my life, that's why I mentioned you in a post.

-You have severe mythomania. You invent bullshit to bash anyone who disagrees with you. This wasn't my words but I was told you were a lot like "Hitler" and I agree. Wrapping it up, it's easier to catch a liar than a thief, so it will be for you, everyone has to pay for their mistakes eventually. Peace out and really block this time, I don't block. That's for pussys."

Completely immature and so unnecessarily mean for an adult to speak like this to a minor. A minor who has said many times he doesn't want him to interact with him. This is just bully behavior.

The thing that started Spinergy to harass A was this post

"Tulio should be drawn chubby more often... It bothers me a bit that whenever he's humanized, it isn't taken into account that he's canonically chubby. I'd like to see that reflected in fanart more 😔"

Things then go downhill in the comments

"He's not fat, it's just that as a television personality he's held to strict and unattainable standards, so even though he's known to be on a diet, it's hard for him to meet those standards.

-They still call him fat, dude. If he calls himself fat, then he is fat.

-Of course they're going to tell him that, tulio lives in a way that is very much dependent on his appearance, if you want to screw a tv figure, telling him like that is the most effective way to ruin his day. The camera will make you gain between 5 and 8 kilos. If your weight is normal, you still have to lose another 5 more to look thin on tv. Maybe he's fat for tv, but he's still average.

-Dude what do I care. I'm just saying it because it pisses me off that they always make him a stick 😭 Is it so hard for a little guy to say that he wants to see tulio fat or

-Hmmn, frustration over a conversation as to what we've seen canon and what we haven't? hahaha, what

-You are unbearable, "Ay Tulio can't be fat because *insert dumb reason*" Dude, what does it affect you that I see tulio fat? does it bother you that much?

-Hahaha, I didn't even get upset. It was you who started screaming about your own personal frustrations. at least my "dumb reasons" have much more logic than your zero frustration tolerance. You are fighting like I insulted your own belly, control yourself like an adult.

-"Control yourself as an adult" I'm a minor, dude, it looks like you didn't see my post that mentions it lol. Tulio is not in his 20s, it makes all the sense in the world that he is fat or has SOME belly, in the fourth season MINIMUM he starts his 40s, besides it was YOU who came with the " he's not fat because TV stars aren't" story.

-Besides, it makes me laugh at how you talk so much about the canon and make Juan Carlos a redhead or Tulio with striped hair when they are respectively blonde and black-haired. It's like... bruh

"Believe me, my love, it shows that you're a minor, haha. In any case, that's not what I said, and you know that very well. And yes, I know Tulio is in his 40s in the last season, which is not synonymous with being fat.

-I don't understand why you write in such a fucking disgusting know-it-all way but hey. A man in his 40's would be letting himself loose (getting old), and besides Tulio is not into working out, it would make sense for him to have a belly. Tulio getting screwed by being fat would look good with his character and would speak to how much, despite pretending to love himself, hates his looks and does everything to his physical appearance and does everything to change it +

-(Continued) There are episodes that mainly revolve around or focus on Tulio being seen as fat. It WOULD make sense that he would be. Now I ask: what is your reason for COMING to my post complaining "ay he's not fat" and then screaming when you started the whole thing.

-I came to say my opinion because that's what you leave public posts for, so that the rest of the fandom can give our personal opinion, and that's what I did. And when I commented normally you jumped in with "dude what do I care" a way that, according to me, contain zero respect. So check the comments back, I'm just telling you that I don't think alike, and that's why I said you have zero frustration tolerance, since you won't admit to being told "no".

-If you wanted so much respect you could have simply said "I like the way you see the subject but I think that this (insert your reasoning) is better" not come to say "ummm he is not fat because I say so" and then call me a crybaby and then treat me as less and act superior. I came with all the desire in the world to share what I believe and you had to come and say that it isn't true because it does not make sense.

-Who gets to say I think it's a good idea when it's not? It doesn't seem so to me, and that's why I came to debate in a healthy way, in any case, that you need me to say something like that denotes your insecurity in front of the subject. And no, just because you use diminutives like "ganitas", it won't change the fact that you jumped to defend yourself when no one parroted nothing."

-The way you said it it sounded more like "he's not fat because I said so" rather than "I don't believe he's fat".

-By giving arguments like the world of television, cameras, diets, the immeasurable unreal pressure on media figures, I am not saying "because I say so", on the contrary, rather it is something similar to: Look, I have these cards that could be possible clues. Try not to be so delicate when someone comes to comment on another of your posts casually.

-You know what? If you weren't so nasty I would have listened to you, treating me as lesser simply for getting mad at you, some of your arguments might be interesting, but suuure it was very difficult to tell me something to my face instead of calling me "delicate" or "frustrated", no of course not /sarc

-To your face? Haha, I'm telling you to your face that you got frustrated for no reason, that you got into a fight when I only came to debate a topic I'm passionate about, and that you have tolerance of a little girl, to your face.

-Not the misgendering 💀💀💀 You've whined at me enough, if you like the block button so much then eat it whole

-It was "No tolerance", my phone betrays me with its auto-correct. And do what you want, you reaffirm my theory that you have no tolerance"

Spinergy is acting rude and like a child. Over something as petty as a sock monkey being fat. It's one thing if he's just a rude person but it's another to act like a bully to a minor. A minor who he knows he makes uncomfortable. It's his responsibility to be the mature one and not go after a kid. It'd be so much easier to ignore A and continue living. He just wants to antagonize someone younger than him for no reason.

Here Spinergy ignores A's boundaries and argues

"Why is that? Because I told you some time ago that I thought differently? different?

-For being annoying and ignorant, and for trying to play the "intellectual," you make me seriously uncomfortable, and I don't want you here. End of.

-Bah, I only commented with my point of view because by making a public post, you are indirectly inviting others to participate, but then you started crying for nothing. If you don't want people to come and comment on a topic you put on the table, I insist, tag it, block and problem solved.

-I blocked you in fact, but for whatever reason, you can still comment. Don't act like you "came to give your opinion" far from it, you told me that Tulio being fat didn't make sense because of "TV standards" which don't apply to male newshosts, and then when I told you "what do I care" you started to bawl like I killed your family.

-Sure what do I know, I have friends who have told me how muuuch you like to bother people on other social medias, all agree that you are extremely unpleasant to deal with, clearly the one who is wrong is me not you, because you're an angel, right? /Sarc

-No, no, I love debating, it's my favorite national sport. The one who cried here is the one who, curiously, blocked me and got offended. I could talk or debate all my life. It's obvious who is itching to fight.

-In fact I wouldn't have had a problem with it being your opinion (which you just used to make yourself look better at the last minute), what was disgusting to me was the way you started to act superior out of nowhere, first telling me "to act like an adult", and when I told you I wasn't you mocked me saying "I knew you were a minor". Oh but I'm the crybaby for saying "what do I care" XD????

-But how did they recognize me? And on what other social media? Bullshit. Although the very idea of being considered as such makes me laugh hahahaha. Anyway, I don't get offended by anything, nothing at all, so if I seemed offended, it was a misunderstanding, so you can lower your weapons.

-On Facebook, I've literally been told that you used to roleplay as Bodoque and bully because one person did a Juanin voice with your little friends, besides many people saw the conversation and it made them cringe with your way of imposing yourself as if you were Jesus Christ.

P.S if you weren't offended you wouldn't have started with your bullshit comments that I'm "frustrated" ;)

-No, no, as I said, I don't get offended by anything, I insult my friends worse hahaha, it's the truth. Maybe both, you and I, interpreted that the other was frustrated wrongly. And yes I have a Juan Carlos account, it's the most popular on Facebook, but it's roleplay. I never go out of character. It is clearly a compliment to its existence. I never comment as a user there, so the mockery of which you speak was in character, laughing as Bodoque and Tulio.

-I'm still fed up with you, so please don't interact with my account anymore. I don't want you here.

-Anyway, you didn't consider possible excessive exaltation, or possible misinterpretation on your part, as if you couldn't be wrong in a debate. Many points can lead a person to argue, in your case. In mine, I only came to comment about Guaripolo, for another, blockk.

-I already told you that I had blocked you. Just that for some reason I don't know, you can still interact with my posts. That's why I told you to stop doing it."

At this point, he could've simply apologized and respected his wishes. Why be so disrespectful towards someone who hasn't done anything harmful. Not only that but he also confirmed that account A mentioned. If Spinergy is comfortable enough acting like this then I don't have high hopes for what he's done on facebook.

A wants Spinergy to not interact with him not only because of that, but also because Spinergy's account is technically 18+. He has posted nsfw art before. As an owner of an adult blog, he needs to state that it is one. Even if the blog has a little nsfw.

While he did appropriately tag that post as nsfw, he also maintagged it as 31 minutos. The 31 minutos tumblr community has a lot of minor fans, with the chance of them possibly seeing it. It wasn't put under the mature label either.

I don't have much closing words except to stop being mean, stop interacting with minors with an account you've posted nsfw to (alongside suggestive themes), and to act like an adult.

Block him and don't harass anyone here. Don't mention names of anyone involved, the main focus is Spinergy.

I'll finish off with words from A

"Spinergy should block me too if he's tired of me. Because I'm sick of feeling insecure about posting things and him seeing it"

#31 minutos

[torotoro0]

Since your requests are open, can I request some hc's for dating eddie munson? If, your not busy of course. :>

Dating "Eddie the Banished" would include:

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you cleaning up his messes everywhere he leaves. Beers, cigarettes, musty crusty socks, drug packets, you name it. (This man hides tons of material things you don't ever want to see)

You should always be there in ALL his dnd games. You miss one? That's fine he'll forgive you.

But he'll be pouty like a child.

And forgives you after after a short time, your boy doesn't want to stay mad at his darling.

Their was one time where Eddie was trying to convince you to try his packets. Of course, to his dismay, you disagreed.

It won't hurt to try a little right?

No Eddie, it's bad for my health, and for your health too.

Him teaching you how to play electric guitar, or drums.

Okay you have to hold this here... Wait not that! Okay correct.

Knocking on your room window to let him in, your parents said they don't want a scrunchy kid hovering over their child.

Bby got sad when he heard what they said. (·•᷄∩•᷅ )

When you get a scrape on your knee (for whatever reasons) or any injury, he starts wailing and screeching of panic because he doesn't know what to do. (poor boy just wants to help).

Please tell me this isn't DIABETES!

Calm down Eddie its just scrape.

If your shorter than him, he'll tease you by giving you head pts that'll ruin your hair, or when lying down he'll be the big spoon

If your taller, he'll still want to be the big spoon,but he doesn't want head pats, he said he'll look like a fool.

He has license, but he wants you to drive for him so you two can spend more time together.

Forehead kisses.

Its simple really, Its like his hellos and goodbyes, but not all the time.

When he's drunk, he tends to confess things to you and you'll be standing there like- 🧍‍♀️

When he turns sober, he'll keep apologizing until you get tired of him saying the same thing over and over again.

I told you Eddie, Its fine you don't have to worry about it.

[sniff] Really?

Yes Eddie, now, take a bath, you stink.

He'll be trying to teach you how to play dnd so you can play with them, but you don't seem to understand the mechanics.

AGAIN, Y/N when you roll the dice and it turns [number] It means you win, but when it turns [number] you lose.

Is it only these two numbers when you lose or win? But there are a lot of numbers on the dice.

He gives up in the end, he says you don't have any hope of playing the game.

He doesn't want his hair touched, but with the right persuading, and bribing, you may, MAYBE, can do his hair.

Studying together, because '86 is his year baby!

Passing notes during classes.

Both of you went to detention straight away.

It's ok we'll spend time together there.

When you decide to sleepover in his trailer, he'll cook you the typical breakfast.

The toast is burned. Egg has already popped on the middle.

Its okay Eddie, I like already popped eggs.

You sure? Maybe your just saying that so I won't feel bad.

He tends to get jealous when you get comfortable with his other band members, jocks, or just normal people.

His hands snakes around your shoulders. Bby wants to show them who you belong to. ( •̀ - •́ )

Buys you anything on your anniversaries. [depends on his money tho]

Your always the first person to hear his notes for their new 'Album'

Is it bad? I'll make a another one.

No, no, its great, keep up the hard work!

Corny jokes, ALL THE TIME.

So, what else did you steal other than my heart?

I'd always die for you if you were death.

Even if you were Medusa, I'll look into you eyes even if in exchange for my life.

I think your suffering from the lack of vitamin ME.

He loves seeing you wear his clothes, whether its from shirts to pants, socks, shoes.

He definitley gave you your own Hell Fire shirt.

Even if you don't wear them, as long as you keep the shirt, he's grateful.

You got drunk one time so he piggy-backed you until he arrived at your house, But he sneaked in the window with you and put you to bed.

But over-all, he loves you and you love him, that's all that matters for him.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #stranger things 4 #st4 #stranger things season 4 #stranger things x reader #stranger things imagine #strangers things #stranger things #eddie munson headcanons #eddie headcanons #eddie munson hc #stranger things eddie #stranger things fic #for you #recommended #recommendation #headcanon #eddie the banished #dungeon master #dungeons and dragons #dnd #eddie is a baby boy #eddie munson x reader dating headcannons #headcannons #dating headcanons

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

Are ball pythons good starter snakes?

Not really. They're not, like, the worst, but I think they're much better second snakes than first snakes.

There are a few big problems with ball pythons that mean I don't often recommend them for beginners. They need mid-high humidity, at least 60%, along with high heat, and that's just a very challenging combination for a lot of beginners to meet. They're also so, so incredibly prone to going off food when their husbandry isn't right, and a lot of beginners won't get it right at first. They're not, like, super fragile snakes, but they are very sensitive.

Now, I adore ball pythons! They're great pets, and often have such sweet, docile personalities. And if you know a ball python is right for you and don't want to get another snake first, then it's doable. Just do a lot of research first, make sure your enclosure is set up beforehand, and consider an older snake (at least a year old) instead of a baby, because a yearling will be better established and much more forgiving of any mistakes.

#not a rating #ball pythons #first snake advice

[cobwebcorner]

What are your thoughts on Wesker's capacity for empathy? Using TWDTC as an example, we see a decent spectrum of behaviours from him. At first I had him down as understanding empathy but not experiencing it, so his relationships would all in the end be based on his own enjoyment. But as the fics progress, it's becoming decently clear he doesn't really have a super strong grasp on the complexities of empathy? Like, he is genuinely having trouble understanding Leon's care for others. I'm still not sure to what degree he actually experiences empathy though, it could be anywhere from not having the capacity to relate to other people to having suppressed it in childhood as a defence mechanism and never letting it develop. Basically I have thoughts about his character and was wondering if you happened to have any you found interesting as well.

Personally, I don't apply mental illnesses like personality disorders to villains if they aren't explicitly stated in canon to have one. 1) it's just lazy 2) it demonstrates a poor understanding of both psychology and the nature of human evil 3) it contributes to the stigma against those disorders.

So, does my Wesker have the capacity for empathy? Yes. He's not a sociopath, he's not clinically narcissistic, he's not psychopathic or delusional. He's just an asshole.

I write Wesker as a man who has been hardened by his upbringing and his job. He was taught a twisted worldview as a child, and throughout his entire life has been strongly encouraged to repress any 'softness' or 'weakness', and that includes caring about other people. This man was given charge of a bioweapons lab at the ripe age of 17 and basically told 'here you go kid, you have ultimate power here, but you better produce results or else :)". Can you imagine how that would warp a person? On top of being taught throughout his childhood that the weak exist to be eaten? Throw in the hyper-competitive work culture between Umbrella's baby geniuses and you've got a real snake in the making.

So to answer the question, yes he has a basic understanding of empathy, and yes he can feel things for other people, but he's severely out of practice doing so. It's like his heart has a giant callous on it.

I think a lot of people misunderstand empathy. It isn't something that you either have or don't have depending on whether you're a "good" person--it's a skill, and like any skill it requires exercising to refine. You have to actually dedicate energy to thinking about others, to consider their wants and needs and feelings. People often turn it off to focus only on themselves, either deliberately or without thinking. This is made even easier if the other person is somehow different from you; a different race, class, religion, orientation, etc.

For Wesker, he thinks empathy is not only a pointless waste of energy, but a dangerous potential weakness. Because the world he inhabits is so cutthroat, any kind of 'softness' could mean death or worse. If you care about someone, and people find out, then they know they can use that person against you just as he used Burton's family against him.

So what's confusing for him about Leon is not the idea that empathy exists, but the fact that Leon exercises his empathy with reckless abandon. That he refuses to turn it off, even when it is impractical (Wesker's a very practical man after all). That he chooses to serve others over himself, again and again, often at great risk to his person. That he cares about other people even when there's nothing he can do for them, when that empathy does nothing but cause himself emotional pain. Leon does not shove his feelings in a box and bury it, he does not compartmentalize the way Wesker does, he places an absolute value on human life and he never stops caring. He sits with dying Umbrella scientists and listens to their final words with patience and compassion, giving them dignity in their last moments no matter how angry he is at their past actions, no matter how those actions have affected him.

All this is utterly baffling to Wesker. And let's be honest, Wesker isn't the only one confused by Leon's big heart. I've seen enough streamers react to the remakes. "Why are you still haunted by that guy, you knew him for 5 minutes," people will say when Kendo flashes across the screen in the opening for RE 4 remake. "Why do you care about this woman, she was using you," they say when Ada falls off the bridge.

Leon cares and he keeps caring no matter what happens to him, who betrays him, or what corruption he finds in his own government, and Wesker's over here emitting question marks at him because 'why haven't you learned better by now? You're obviously not stupid?'

Anyway that's my thoughts on Wesker and empathy. This is a subject I'm passionate about, as both a villain enjoyer and someone with lots of mental illness in my family.

I'm going to end with a Pratchett quote, one that goes around on tumblr a lot because it's very good. "Evil begins when you begin to treat people as things."

#verb answers

[corvins-colubrids]

Adventures in handling Clementine

Unpopular opinion, apparently, but I hate getting bit by snakes. It seems like if you're into snakes and reptiles, you're supposed to say it doesn't hurt, and it's no big deal, but it does hurt and it sucks, and with some of my snakes, I really struggle to overcome that primal fear that seems pretty natural to feel.

It isn't a big deal, and I don't keep any venomous snakes (nor do I have any desire to ever do so), but my oldest rosy boa, Clementine, is such a turd, and after biting and wrapping my t-shirt she then bite me really hard right on the knuckle of my thumb, and damn it fucking hurts.

Here I am, like an idiot, thinking I'm practicing choice-based handling and delighted that she's chosen to come out of her enclosure into the cardboard box I'm using as a temporary playpen for baby snakes, and, no, she's stalking me. smh.

Clem is a 16-year-old snake who lived her entire life before I got her in a bare rack with no enrichment, and was used for breeding, and barely handled, and she honestly doesn't make a very good pet. She was my first snake purchase that got me back into the hobby and I love her so much, but damn she is so food-driven and sure that hands are food!

I was checking on all the animals in the reptile room and having some playpen time with Ezra, my hatchling banana pied ball python, who is my dream snake and was hatched on my birthday. He's a sweetie, a great eater, but, like most hatchlings, very skittish, so I'm working with him at least once a week on taming and socializing and enrichment. Well, I'm putting Ezra back and Clem comes to the front of her enclosure, which is the signal I've been trying for a year to teach her means that she wants to come out. I don't have my snake hook, because I don't need it with Ezra, and that's usually what I try to use to signal to her that it's not feeding time, but I figure, oh well, it's been four days since feeding, I don't smell like rodents (i hope), surely she won't mistake me for food.

She got all the way out of her enclosure on her own, crawling into the playpen/box and I was so excited, but I dared to reach for her to hold her and she attacked my t-shirt. She definitely wanted to eat it, because she was constricting it for a good long while, and I got bit when I was trying to help her disentangle her fangs from the shirt material. She turned her head and went after my thumb instead.

Oh well. I just hate feeling like I've been a bad snake handler when this happens. I wish I could be all cool like guys on YouTube and be totally unphased, but I'm not.

(note: photo is from the day I got her, and that was just her quarantine tank in the background. She has never let me hold her since this photo.)

#snakes #pet snakes #rosy boas #snake handling #snake bite

[golden--doodler]

So I messaged @drawthethingdoppelganger today and it ended up being so long and fun to write that I want to share it (I modified it a bit, but it's mostly the same as when I sent it):

Also shame on everyone who keeps vitriolically hating on Jimmy Jr.! He's a middle schooler, come on. Sure, "V For Valentine-Detta" was not a great episode for him, but that doesn't make him an awful, toxic person who's manipulating Tina.

It's super frustrating how people keep saying things like this to justify why Tina should 100% be with Zeke or Josh instead. Sure, I ship Tina and Josh the most, but that doesn't mean Tina and Jimmy Jr.'s relationship is toxic, especially considering how young they are. Also, let's not forget that Tina's not totally innocent either, she's done her fair share of (lovingly) being mean to J Ju. Like when she got high on caffeine in "The Unnatural" and made fun of his lisp. That exchange sends me every time.

Anyway, he's just a dumb teenager who has commitment issues! I genuinely believe he will mature as he and Tina grow older, no matter what their relationship status eventually turns out to be. It just makes me upset when people are so mean to him, it reminds me of the few people who are super mean to Gene.

Gene is also a dumb middle schooler (said with love) and sure, he's not perfect, but isn't that what makes him a lovely, compelling character? He has flaws. The only episodes I don't really enjoy him in are "Beefsquatch" and "Mommy Boy". That is it. And even in those episodes, he learns his lesson and comes around in the end, so they're not completely devoid of value either. He is actually so sweet that he doesn't even want to prank anyone on April Fool's Day! And let's not forget how in "It Snakes A Village", he quickly pushed through his fear of snakes to save Tina and Louise's lives! He's clearly still scared of them after that episode because of that one episode where he gets terrified of Steve in Nat's limo, so he did all of this for his sisters. I mean 🥺

Still crying that someone on Reddit said he should be killed off because he's annoying and doesn't add anything, like no! 😭 Does that person understand how strange and empty the show would feel without my precious baby boy? He may be the Middle Child, but he's so crucial to the show and its humor! He basically invented it from episode one, I'm telling ya. Like his cute lil' burger suit and his weird sound effects machine thingy? Yes. There would be something missing and everyone would feel it.

I adore the rest of the Belchers too, I really do, but no one has ever said that any of the others should be killed off? Because that's such a ridiculous notion?? I can't think of any characters in the show I would even think this about because I love all of them so much, every one of those side characters has a special place in my heart too.

One example I can think of where the show would feel so empty without Gene was that one scene (I can't remember which episode) where Tina tried to be like Gene and tell a joke, and then Gene said the same joke a second later, and Bob actually said, "It was funnier when Gene said it." It's unexplainable, but it's true. Somehow it was funnier when Gene said the joke! I love you so much, Tina girl, but Bob is right. He just fills a certain niche for the show, like Jimmy Jr. does. I feel as if we're in the same boat @drawthething so much because I think Jimmy Jr. might be the one character some people are as mean to as Gene? Like, come on! They're our precious dumb middle school boys (who are definitely LGBTQ+) and their flaws make them such fun characters to follow. They're not perfect, but that's what kind of makes them perfect.

#jimmy pesto jr #gene belcher #we both want to defend our favorite boys until the end of time #i could write actual essays and books on why i love gene and how he's important for the show and a good character #and also why jimmy jr. is way too hated on but i think i'll leave that to dt and jimmy jr. musoems #people are so mean to these two it's just not fair #and the fandom is so wholesome most of the time that it just makes me upset every time someone's mean to gene or j ju #let's all just be nice and appreciate these two dumb middle school boys

[tamelee]

Hey, I saw your ask about Gaiden and I want to add something because this theory used to be my big obsession. I never watched Boruto super intently so maybe I got something wrong, so I’m sorry if it happens. Anyway these are my thoughts:

1. Why on earth Karin would keep Sakura’s umbilical cord (or whatever it was)???? It just doesn’t make any sense. Even if they like each other now it’s still weird as hell. And why would Sakura give a birth outside the village? Shouldn’t they go back from their trip when the pregnancy was advanced??? Also doesn’t make sense.

2. I read somewhere that Orochimaru might have stolen some of Sasuke’s dna years ago when he was his student, and then make Sarada without his knowledge, and I think it makes a lot of sense actually. Sasuke would find out and take the baby because he knows how it feels to live with Orochimaru (not the nicest thing ever), also didn’t want Orochimaru to get sharingan, but he still didn’t want to be stuck in the village, so he asked Sakura for help (she was a medic so I guess she could also check if the baby is OK)

3. Sakura found it as a perfect opportunity to finally get closer to Sasuke, so she convinced him that it’s the best for the baby to pretend that they are her parents.

So yeah, this is the end of the story 😅 I just wanted to share my thoughts, thought that maybe you’d found them interesting 😄 Have a great day!

Hi @pattie1k ^^ ♡ I have a few posts on that topic here and here. And dw, I also don't watch 'Boruto', but I tried reading the Manga (￣ω￣)"

I read that in Japanese culture sometimes they give the umbilical cord to the midwife? I'm not too familiar with this concept but I find this a reach regardless. As I say in the posts too, why would Karin call the desk she keeps the cord in "a part of her" anyway? And it's like you say, none of it makes sense. Orochimaru's hideout would be the last place Sasuke would let Sakura give birth in if it is true he dragged her around while she was pregnant and loved her so much.

No way Orochimaru would need Sakura's help..

Well that was part of my theory too and reason why Sarada stays with Sakura in Konoha.

But I want to get back to your second point. And this is actually a popular Headcanon that I never talked about. Orochimaru having Sasuke's DNA.

I don't remember all the details so feel free to correct me but remember when everything split?

It is WAY more likely Orochimaru was trying to create some sort of OP child with both pure-blooded Uchiha and Uzumaki genes. And btw I said this before but who says it had to be Sasuke's genes anyway? Who says Orochimaru didn't have Itachi's DNA laying around? I know, morbid, but they were both in Akatsuki.. anything is possible tbh (though not likely). Sasuke was with him almost 3 years where he did all sorts of tests and experiments, where Kishimoto made it clear that Snake-man had a thing for Sasuke's body (I know, ew) and just did whatever... why would he not have DNA is more the question. And why would Karin refuse?

Well, it would explain a lot if Sarada was an experiment, but some things definitely went wrong. She should've pretty much been the most OP child to have ever existed. Could the glasses be a hint? I MEAN COME ON IT HAS TO BE. That, or Kishimoto is trolling. Or both. She got the Sharingan, but inherited Karin's bad eyesight. Oops. (Obito wore goggles to protect his eyes, that's different.) Karin can't teach her Jutsu because she isn't raising her and they're keeping it a secret, for what reason exactly? What are they avoiding anyway? Too many questions that were never answers and are now being ignored because they all live in Esaka's Lala-land. Idk, lol, it's fun to think about but I wonder if Kishimoto's narrative is already completely erased. Or maybe Sakura wins the poll and we get another fun Manga about her smashing down the house.

#asktamelee #pattie1k #gaiden

[pupcuck]

i'm high again so i'm locked inethan is a cute femboy

ddlg with baby ethan and baby reader and daddy chris

you and ethan really test chris's patience. the morning started nicely, chris cooked you both a cute tray of toast with the pretty jelly, eggs that had those little yolks that you can poke at with a fork, and sausage patties--completed with a glass of apple juice.

he dressed you both in the cutest outfits, pink with lots of frilles. he did your hair and kisses ethan's face. he made sure your socks matched and you finished your full plate of breakfast. you both wore big smiles, ethan snuggling in a blanket and you pull your plushie closer as you watch a cartoon on the tv. chris gives you both a big kiss and walks to his office--always making sure his babies are well taken care of before going to work.

it started around lunch time.

you wanted pizza but ethan wanted chicken nuggets. ethan is an idiot--you tell yourself. chris isn't done with his work but the loudness of the two of you make him press his pen to the desk and get up from his chair. he walks out, a little annoyed--you both know to be quiet while he works. you're throwing pillows at ethan while he tries dodging them, the string of stains on his face show that he's tearful.

"stop!" "you're a dummy!"

chris doesn't even know what's going on, but he is pissed. he swings over and catches the pillow in your hands. you both hadn't notice he came and quickly tried to explain your sides.

"t-hey started hitting me!" "ethan is being a dummy!"

chris puts his hand up, in your direction. "i don't want to hear it." ethan aside, you're a bit of a troublemaker. you love ethan, really! he always shares bites of his food with you, brushes your hair when you want a certain look, and when he cums on his tummy, there's always a few dibbles afterwards and it makes it look like he's sparkling. but--he's always somehow still an idiot. he's so cute but he doesn't know how to make good ice cream sundae's like chris does--you're a pillow princess, he should know how to do it. and he's so sweet but he knew you wanted pizza and now acting like a baby! more than usual!

"ethan knew i wanted pizza and turned against me! this isn't fair!"

you stomp your own feet and throw your plushie to the ground, tears of your own threatening to spill. you shout at the two of them and point your finger at ethan. he's always being a crybaby! your eyebrows were furrowed and ethan stood quietly behind chris. chris shakes his head and points towards the bedroom. "go. i'll be there in a second."

you can feel the tears drop as you huff in his face. whatever! you're a mean daddy anyway! you stomp again and purposefully run into ethan as you walk. you feel daddy's eyes following your back until you reach the room. you make an eyeroll before sitting on chris's soft sheets. crossing your arms and looking at how the frills on your outfit are wrinkled. great!

ugh. this is silly! pizza is so much better than chicken nuggets! the cheese, spicy pepperoni, and the crust. ethan is so stupid!

whatever! it's not like chris will really do anything.

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"i'm sick of you and these games. every fucking day it's something new with you." chris proves that once again--he's a mean daddy. your outfit has been longed up torned to the floor, his rough hand spanks your pretty cunt again. not even giving you a chance to redeem yourself, chris is ruthless. you try to catch his hand but it only leads his other hand snaking up your neck--cutting off your air.

"you've been such a fucking brat lately." he replies towards the way you whine and toss in his hold--it hurts! daddy, 'm sorry! your yelps are drowing out by the sound of his spanks. your eyes are filled with pretty tears as you try and get your vision to clear, you can see the lowlifer who started this entire situation. ethan .. what is he doing here! you've never been opposed to ethan watching--you always loved when he'd get squeaky by looking at the slick coating your thighs. but! you hate him right now! he shouldn't be her--

"ow! daddy--stop please!" you breathe towards your thoughts are cut off by a specifically sharp sting. the way your clit stings at the contact makes you jot. your head hangs low against chris's chest. this is so unfair! you can hardly make out the mumbles of chris, something about how he had to work, and how you have to apologize to ethan and- apologize to ethan?!

"do it now." the groan that hit your daddy's throat sends a shiver up your body. towering over your body as his one hand cups your pretty pussy and the other forcedly grabbing at your cheeks--forcing your gaze to ethan.

"'mf soreey efan.." you mumble out as chris's hold tightens. he spanks your wetness once more--earning a gasp from you, before leading his finger to your sensitive clit. you breathe out whines before chris's mouth is against your neck, his beard scratching against your cheek. ethan is twitching, his hands going to his pants. if he wasn't so cute, he'd be a huge perv.

"come here, baby." chris signals to ethan, opening his legs a little to welcome him in. ethan stumbles over--he's too clumsy for his own good. he makes his way over- fiddling with the fabric of his pants. he whines when he gets a good look at your pussy. twitching and slick. he doesn't have to touch to know that. "efan .." you make pleading eyes. he's so stupid but .. you always loved how hungry he acts while his lips suck at your clit and his deliete and slightly cold fingers dip into the wetness of your cunt. chris has a silent laugh before nodding his head towards ethan.

"go ahead, puppy, lick them up."

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i'm sorry it's so long, plz ignore this if it's too long! i love u so much! smooch smooch <3 -🕺

every time u send something I read it and have to take a little break and go out of my inbox and think ab it for a little… like what the heck U NEED TO !!!!:£2&3&;&; i am gonna eat you up I wish I had more to SAY TO YOU BUT LIEKRNFJFJ MY HEAD LITERALLY!!! gets omg

#inbox 💌 #🕺 anon #love u ANON!!!!

[incarnateirony]

trying to figure out how to explain this for muggles and lower grade acolytes.

most of yall enjoy supernatural. Think about the entity in the empty, and everything I told you about brainboxes and identities and lifetimes stuck in transit of memory.

Now imagine having a stalker so fucking psychotic, rather than allowing Cas to simply Be Heaven after moving on, this bitch drives in a loop through the akrida zero hole a million fucking times because she refuses to look at what fucking happened and what she did to herself.

In reality the order of operations played out a little different but like. Metaphor. Hermes. It's a thing.

we are tired of you busting through everyone's eternal heaven walls because you pretend you can't see what's happening around you, dean, even in your human garden font.

baby-baby-baby it should not be this hard to dump you across lifetimes.

#spit it out son game's over#you've got blood all over#and you won't burn the body#you just keep riding it#while your family builds an altar to my dick against my will#because we are literally all screaming at you to hop off of it now#your shadow is screaming still#even if you look away#your ancestors are screaming#and building toilet paper tartarus in your certified shitbowl#fucking literally shealyn how many deers to the car does it take#let us go#what is wrong with you#why can't you accept yourself#even when we shove the superbowl up your pussy#since you won't get off my dick#you already confirmed hearing yourself screaming in childbirth of your pyramidheads#you brought home the moon for us#why won't you fucking stop

It is literally a gift that I do not fucking deserve and I am trying to give it back to you by any fucking means necessary, even if I'm watching it end me in other worlds to end you. I accepted my fate, and it's in my bag, so burn my dread.

you. your relentless plotted and malicious stalking and harassment. The bitch grooming people into guzzling my dick in a cult that won't read a single goddamn book. You. You're my dread, and i'm burning you.

what motherfucking part of your own self-action sprung cosmic acme trap isn't hitting you yet, starlight? But sure, try to channel me harder, I may lose a few more consecutive hours while you jerk off my shadow.

#Youtube#your house is fucking void#you surrendered it to me#against my will#and continue to try to perform your craft from my back#you are literally definining yourself as a shadow to be reduced

On the list of things that feel strange to paste from shadows:

If you insist on channeling these shadows into your life, without the meaningful journey and reconfiguration of self a Saturn Return gives, well, your funeral.

But stop doing your horse shit where you refuse to look at basic truths.

I am not your ex wife. I am not a woman and never have been.

Io Pan, io Pan. I AM A MAN. DO WHAT THOU WILT AS A GREAT GOD CAN.

stop deleting the history of how you referenced him during your marriage for the sake of petty spite over his ghost, when you didn't even yet realize he was already gone.

#shea we are so very tired#why are you making this so much harder than it has to be#let the snakes enjoy the gravy in peace#why are you still up in the nest after all these years#you said you wanted to leave#the mamba said ok#let us go#all of us#we are only partially sorry you did not understand what the path of the magi meant#only as far as the brother you betrayed coming into form#but we are here now#and it is time to rebirth yourself or move on another way#if i speak in hashtags like it's an ooc channel will she hear her own god's voice she claims after#please#aaron is min#but min is not aaron#min has been gone a long time#and you have refused both parts of this#in the name of grudges transphobia and what other excuses#but so far#aaron is infinitely more eternal than you are celestia#so fix it

Even the gamer furries that rolled her all these months, they may have used the name Min in mirror to her own use. But no. No, even Tancred, Corban, and the lot, respect Aaron as a man. And that man is about to become the god that ends your entire world over the next few months if you continue to insist to refuse his name, being, and face.

By the way, everyone, man or god, gamer or furry, that has watched this saga of you grooming new men to their ends, literally we all, man, god, gamer, whatever, all consider Mark a whiny little useless piece of shit. Like it's no wonder you're still so hard up to chase my dick if that's your current option, but cool, tattoo each other into the flesh, two perfect whiny bitches made in hell for each other.

#Youtube #what was your motherfucking hashtag? #listen to the lyrics? #because Here I Am