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sentimental-sil · 4 months

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having the best conversation with my dad rn hang on let me describe this

so the past few weeks I've been working on this self-proclaimed "prototype" upgraded pack-basket to use at work since our current one is pretty uncomfortable to wear for excessive hours out in the field. (really practically everything about it is pretty uncomfortable, but what else are you gonna carry stanky beaver meat and skunk lure in other than a big plastic woven basket on your back?) (sidenote: a real pack-basket made of brown ash would probably feel a lot more comfortable to carry, but would be more expensive and less tolerant to all the rough handling we put our pack through.... plus plastic is just easier to hose down and clean 😕)

anyway, point is I've basically just been testing out different ways of attaching a hip belt to the basket so that it distributes weight better, and takes weight off the shoulders - my coworker had a spare backpacking hip belt around that she kindly contributed to this noble cause that would benefit both of us! "Prototype 1" was basically just duct-taping the belt to the shoulder straps of the pack-basket.... a nice attempt by said coworker, but unfortunately not sufficiently functional in the field. "Prototype 2" was more of a passion project in thoroughly securing the belt directly to the plastic woven basket straps, which I had got about 2/3rds of the way through... before realizing I had probably set the belt too low for both of our short-torsoed bodies! but I was too committed by then to turn back, so I finished the prototype and consequently we have been carrying around a still-unsuitable pack-basket for the past week and a half.

I finally put the time in to complete the third (and hopefully last!) "Prototype 3" this evening, which is the same as Prototype 2 but with the belt adjusted about 4" higher in the basket. given that my dad is a very design-oriented guy, I figured I'd text him a picture to show off my work. here's how the conversation went:

me: check out my new product! ✨ weight-distributing pack-basket ✨

dad: great! homemade? what's the problem you're trying to solve?

me: *explains uncomfortable features of pack-basket*

dad: okay, and so you can't use a regular soft-shell backpack?

me: we carry chunks of beaver meat and skunk lure in this thing, so definitely don't want that getting into fabric (skunk lure will stay in fabric perpetually even when washed). plus we carry tools in it, and the basket is big enough to fit our snowshoes!

dad: ah so it's an equipment hauler. have you thought about adding EVA foam to cushion shoulder straps? *sends link to foam product* where'd you get the hip belt, harvested it from another pack?

me: thanks! yup, coworker provided the belt

dad: nice. in the industrial world this is called "ad-hocing"

me: basically like making adjustments to a premade product so that it functions better?

dad: exactly. you bought a rigid easy-to-clean basket for carrying gross stuff, but it didn't exist in backpack form so you harvested a belt from another pack and will improve the shoulder straps.... you could add a sternum strap for the cherry on top.

dad: *sends me this picture of an anime character carrying a box-like backpack*

me: ???? 😆 [can see the resemblance but wondering what the context is]

dad: your sister watches this anime where the main character carries his demon sister around in a box on his back

me: haha yeah that's basically the same thing as my pack-basket! why is his sister a demon though?

dad: she got attacked and didn't fully transform into a demon b4 Tanjiro saved her

dad: you know, complicated characters like in full metal alchemist

dad: she'll die if she's exposed to the light.

me: oh so it's like an "Ed bonding Al's soul to a suit of armor" type of deal

dad: yeah

me:

dad: anyway

dad: here I have some spare EVA foam that you can have for your shoulder straps.

#i just #love the ''you know. complicated characters like full metal alchemist.'' 😆😆😆#also just the whole - me: hey dad here's a cool thing i made! my dad: ah this is the perfect opportunity to make an obscure anime referenc #my dad: also here's some incredibly specific foam that i happen to have just lying around for you to use for the rest of your project :)#thanks dad <3 ☺️#anyways i have no idea who that tanjiro guy is so i will not be tagging that anime lmao #it was just an entertaining conversation 😄#uhhhh #product design #functional outdoor research gear 🫡#wle #biologists will create highly specific things out of the world's most random junk materials :)#and lots of knots!!! good thing i know how to do those right 👍#(this isn't even the most specific thing a biologist has made out of junk but the thought is still funny)#pack basket

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danikamariewrites · 7 months

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Hello 😊 can you do a Ruhn× shy library reader scenario/headcanon please 💗

I just wondered how he would be chasing after someone more quiet and introvert.

I also want to mention I really like your page, makes my tea break more entertaining 😄

Behind Bookcases

Ruhn x reader

A/n: aww thank you sm I’m happy you like my blog

the way I’ve thought about this before it would be such a cute dynamic 🥰

Warnings: none

You work in the Fae Archives and occasionally saw the Prince when he came by to research something for the Aux or to visit his sister. Your job wasn’t anything fancy. You were simply just the book keeper, making sure things were in there place and helping people find things.

Ruhn had asked were to find certain books and you had always fumbled your words and maybe seemed a little too eager when you brought him to the stacks. He was always so kind to you when he came in. Lately you felt like he was coming to the archives a lot. And he wasn’t even seeing Bryce most of the time.

You could’ve sworn the other week he was trying to flirt with you when he stopped by the front desk during your shift. You didn’t want to look too into it though. He was a huge party guy and your idea of a fun night was something quiet with a small group or just spending time alone at home. What could Ruhn possibly see in you?

One day after a month straight of Ruhn coming to the archives and lingering at the desk and asking you a million questions your confidence seemed to have boosted. You were typically nervous around people you don’t know. Ruhn had been coming to the archives so much you felt like you had known him for years. Even if you just had small, meaningless conversations.

You were putting books back when you heard muttering from the other side ancient bookcase. You know you shouldn’t be eavesdropping but the voice sounded familiar. Slowly taking a book out from your side, you peeked into the other aisle.

Ruhn was pacing back and forth. He looks a little stressed. His phone is pressed between his shoulder and ear as he tries not to yell at the person he’s talking to who is clearly teasing him.

“Dec for the first time I’m not sure what to do. I’m nervous. And don’t you dare tell Flynn what I just said…we’ll take me off speaker then, I called you not the whole house.” What could he be nervous about? Ruhn exuded confidence, not to mention he was a total charmer.

“No I’m not asking Bryce. I want to do this on my own.” You could hear yelling through the phone. It wasn’t angry, it sounded like his friends were cheering him on. You shrugged and gently put the book back going back to your task.

You gently push the cart out the aisle and run into Ruhn accidentally hitting him. “Oh! I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking.” Your cheeks turn beet red as he smiles down at you, handing you two books that fell off the cart. “It’s alright y/n. I was actually hoping to run into you.”

Your eyes went wide and your lips parted a little in shock. He wanted to talk to you? You wondered if he just wanted information on something. “Yeah, what do you need help with?” Ruhn chuckled a little and nervously scratched at the back of his neck.

“Well it’s not…I don’t need help persay…but,” Ruhn never stumbled when speaking. You didn’t want to get your hopes up, that would be embarrassing. Ruhn let out a small groan and dropped his head. Looking back up at you his violet, blue eyes seemed softer.

“I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner with me?” You wanted to jump up and down and scream yes, yes, a thousand times yes! But you reined yourself in. Your face lit up, a wide smile breaking out on your lips. “Yes. I-I’d love to.”

The prince let out a sigh of relief. “Prefect. When are you?” “Tonight,” you responded quickly. You cleared your throat repeating the word softer, “Tonight. If that’s cool with you.” Ruhn’s smile widened as he nodded his head. “Yeah, give me your number and I’ll pick you up tonight at seven.”

After giving your number to Ruhn and walking with him back to the front of the archives you couldn’t stop smiling. You were going on a real date with a real prince! And you couldn’t wait.

#crescent city x reader #crescent city fluff #crescent city fanfiction #crescent city imagine #crescent city #crescent city fanfic #ruhn crescent city #ruhn danaan x reader #prince ruhn danaan #ruhn danaan x you #ruhn danaan #ruhn fluff #ruhn x reader #ruhn x you

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bri-does-art · 4 days

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i know this probably won’t do much, let alone anything at all, but i’m sorry for the stress this site has caused you and so many other creators here. i’m not asking for you to stick around on here, but i hope you know just how meaningful you and your art have been on here. you’re amazing. /pos

Hey, this ask has done a lot more than you would think. Thank you, you are very sweet. <3

I've kind of made up my mind about what I'm gonna do for a while now, but I've simply been... too busy and overwhelmed to take the time to let you guys know. I'm not going to delete my tumblr, there's just. Too much here that I don't want to lose.

So far the game plan is: keep my tumblr. But do not upload anymore art or writing on it - not because it's gonna get scraped, because it was already getting scraped anyway, AI company deal or not. It's pretty much unavoidable at this point, unfortunately. I simply do not trust Tumblr with my data, if they're going to sell EVERYTHING, including private messages and such, so I'm not going to give it anything worthwhile to profit off of. Instead, I'm going to start uploading my art exclusively on Ao3, for now. I'll answer any asks I receive here on there too, as well. I'll figure some kind of system out. 🤔

The cool thing about uploading to Ao3 is that anyone subscribed to my profile or to the containment series I will make will get a notification anytime I upload something new. Having my art and writing in one place is likely going to be more convenient for you guys too, since you won't have to move across platforms to get the full experience. 😄It'll be different... but a platform getting too greedy for its own good won't stop me from finding ways to share my stories with y'all. I'll just find another solution.

(I've also been entertaining the idea of joining or making my own Discord server but. That one is a little more delicate. The idea of joining a server that has hundreds of members like a lot of this fandom's servers have, just. Makes me break into hives, lmao. (I am in the Ghost in the Machine fic server. I muted it an hour into joining, it was way too intense for me. |'D) That is way too many people, I simply cannot handle it. I'd be way more comfortable in a smaller group with a less rapid-fire rate of posting and conversation. I am also. Very picky about which servers I join, which makes asking for recommendations doubly awkward when I shoot them all down, haha... And making my own... Err, I can hardly keep up with a server I helped create for another fandom and mod for, I don't think I could handle two of them - I would need other people to handle the moderation for me, and I wouldn't trust just anyone to be a mod. I'd need to know them well enough to know I could trust them, and I... do not really know anyone in this fandom well enough to do that, sadly. I take server moderation very seriously, as someone who has had experience modding for forums back before social media was a thing. I do not know if that would make for a fun experience for everyone, and anyone who hasn't known that kind of supervised experience. It is comforting to me. It may be intimidating for others. So that's still a very hand-wavy, 'eehhhh' kind of thing still.)

All of this to say, that this isn't the last you'll see from me, far from it. I'll restrict my creative output to Ao3 for the foreseeable future, and I'll let you guys on here know when I make a new upload, so those of you who do not have an Ao3 account know when something new has happened.

So there you have it. 😊

#also just so y'all know #i AM working on the next CotA chapter #i am. about 40% done.#i needed to take a breather after that massive last upload and then life just. fucking tackled me lmao.#in order: my folks put up the house for sale. i have spent half of my weekends having to evacuate the house at a moment's notice.#so prospective buyers could visit. not very good conditions to write in. too stressful.#then i caught fucking covid for the very first time and had a BAD TIME. it took me weeks to recover. couldn't climb stairs for a while.#i think i still have episodes of brain fog 5 months later because of it. my body was really weird for a while after.#(writing is still a little hard after that. but i think i am slowly overcoming it. hopefully it doesn't show too much in the new chapter.)#random unexplained symptoms and more i will not share. then the holiday season came and went.#then we finally got serious buyers after months of having no-shows yank our chains and expulse us from our home for nothing.#the house is sold. then came the cleaning out and packing. we are nearly done and i am finally coming up to the surface to breathe a little #we are moving in a month's time so i might be a while before i feel stable enough to start posting a little more regularly once more.#so this year i may have to give mermay a pass. to my ENORMOUS chagrin. it's just not in the cards for me this year. ;___;)#but we are getting there. we're seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. and i am confident enough to say it's not a train.

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flipside-phoebe · 2 months

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Hello! I love your blog. Do u think that we’ll get more phoebe and podcast interactions? I’d love to see them as they’re such a cute friendship. I’d also love to hear your opinion on the parallels between egon and ray with podcast and phoebe. Thank you! (I love ur blog)

Hello again, and thank you so much! You must love my blog a whole lot, to say so twice 😄 It means a lot to me to recieve such messages. The fandom is rather small, and the modern era sadly doesn't get much attention, so I'm happy to answer!

I believe it's pretty much confirmed that we'll get more interactions between those two since we've seen them together in several trailers (and a few TV spots which I haven't watched, I'm avoiding potential spoilers). Seeing how the Spenglers have moved to New York and Podcast is now Ray's intern working in the bookstore right next to the Firehouse, it's safe to assume him and Phoebe remain close. So far we haven't seen them talking to each other much, instead just reacting to things happening in front of them (like the mini-pufts self-destructive behavior) but I hope we get some more of their funny conversations like in Afterlife. Maybe we'll see Phoebe helping Podcast with his web series too. I agree their friendship is super cute and very entertaining.

As for the parallels between their relationship with that of Ray and Egon, the similarities are there, yet they also have some differences. Ray and Egon are both odd fellows with a fascination for science and the paranormal, with Ray being the "heart" and Egon being the "brain". Podcast and Phoebe fit these roles as well. Unlike their predescesors, the kids met by being in the same class and know each other from a young age. Ray and Egon met thanks to Peter introducing them, and they only knew each other as adults.

I like that Phoebe and Podcast have a good balance of old and new! I do worry the falling out that Egon had with Ray pre-Afterlife could repeat in some way with the kids, but it's still too early to tell. Regardless, I think The friendship that was established in Afterlife was a strong one, and I'm excited to see how it evolves!

#Mera's answers #therealsophieelizabethfoster #ghostbusters #ghostbusters afterlife #phoebe spengler #podcast ghostbusters #ray stantz #egon spengler #thanks for the ask!!#I could ramble about this more but I think this is long already lol

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reflections-in-a-critical-eye · 3 months

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How are youuuuu??? Life’s been boring lately (she said after being sick than her 4yo and now her 7yo) i want Jimin like it’s absurd cause he wasn’t there anyway before but i guess just the fact knowing he isn’t there makes me feel like that. Anyways i have been up to nothing good tried reading but im a mood reader and it sucks finding a captivating book after a good one. So i started to watch what we do in the shadows and im loving it like i started this week and im already in season 4 so. How have you been? How’s life? Any interesting books?series?movies?

Hiiii @5813 long time, no text 😄 I'm sorry to hear you and the kids were sick, I hope you all feel better now and stronger.

There's missing Jimin hours everyday, but I try not to think too much about where he is or what activities he has. The man went inside wearing Dior and now all we get is that stupid uniform. It's a very comforting thought that KM are together, otherwise I might have turned into a worried fan which is not quite characteristic of me.

As to the culture & entertainment corner, WWDITS is such a funny show. I'm on season 4 as well. I've watched The Righteous Gemstones which is like Succession with stupid people; I'm up to date with the latest season of True Detective and I'm enjoying the change of creative direction; lastly, I started watching The New Look, about Christian Dior's life in occupied Paris during WW2.

I get what you mean about being a mood reader, I get like that sometimes as well too. I recently read I want to die but I want to eat tteokbokki. I thought it would be interesting to see other people's conversation with their therapist/psychiatrist. I'm doing therapy myself. The conversations the author was having could sound so cold, too rational, lacking emotional expression of feelings. I felt this distance as a reader even though some experiences were similar. Cultural difference could be a factor here, but what I realized while telling my own therapist about the book, is that I have a similar way of talking during our sessions. It comes out of fear to be vulnerable. Anyway, reading it was like looking in a mirror eventually.

I also want to pick up next week Didion's Play It As It Lays. She is among my favorite essay writers and this will be my first work of fiction of hers that I will get to read so I'm excited.

#m thoughts #personal thoughts #culture & entertainment corner

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cevans-is-classic · 2 years

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Count For Me

18+ ONLY! SEXUAL CONTENT. Dom/Sub relations with alcohol use and adult language.

For the Anon who requested Dom Jason, I hope you like it 😄

My Masterlist is here

Ted and Jason over here

The glass in your hand had been a decent enough distraction for certain conversations when you wished to evade particular questions, hoping to skirt away from a few guests or avoid others altogether. Not all of them noticed the way you walked, noticed the slight limp when you had to pressure on your heels, or even the way you gingerly sit down instead of plopping after hours on your feet.

There is no way you’d be able to answer ‌questions thrown your way without your face burning and giving away the answer before you could open your mouth.

Said answer smirking at you from across the room. His glasses reflected the lights and the curve of his lips reminded you how they felt against the flushed skin on your backside.

“I want to watch you-” He’d murmured into your ear, kissing down your spine, “To look at you and see what I did — see what others can’t.” His fingers traced the tender flesh of your ass, his lips trailing down until he was pressing a kiss into the dip of your back. “Color?”

He kneaded into your fevered flesh. “Gre-green, sir.”

You felt his smile against your skin.

At the start of the night, someone had asked if you were still seeing each other. Let it slip that someone had captured photos when you both had arrived back in the States and asked after him.

You’d let them know that yes you were still seeing him, but no you weren’t about to tell details of your relationship.

You didn’t have to — Jason did enough of that.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

His hand slid across your hip, fingers lingering over the curve of your waist — it would look as if he was balancing himself to lean in and whisper to you, but you knew the possessive hold for what it was. You’d spent too long talking to the person in front of you instead of acknowledging the man wanting your attention.

“Excuse us.” He’d smiled at the guest you were entertaining.

The younger man nodded, turning away, not seeing Jason’s hand slide back down until he could ghost over your ass. “How are you feeling?”

You took a sip of your water. “Like someone went twelve rounds with my ass four hours ago.”

“You should go clean up,” He smirked again. “Wouldn’t want to walk around covered in water all night.”

He squeezed, you squeaked and water spilled over the edge of the glass from your sudden jump. Jason laughed when you aimed a glare towards him, wiping at your chin with the back of your hand, lowering the glass to say something only for him to squeeze again — harder — the influx of pain starting a boil of heat in your stomach that had your heart racing.

You knew what he was doing. It lit your skin on fire and burned low in your gut as you turned away from him and moved towards the exit. Jason’s eyes followed you, tracked your every movement as you made your way through the room — if you swung your hips more than usual you smiled at passing guests and laughed when asked what happened — he requested the game you were just playing along.

Earlier that night, Jason had set out arnica cream and a black ticker on the bedside table. You’d raised a brow at him but finished getting ready instead of questioning it.

Then he’d joined you in the bathroom.

“I want to play a game tonight.” His lips brushed your neck, eyes flicking up to meet yours in the mirror.

“Yeah, Jigsaw, what’chu got in mind?”

He grins, kissing the space behind your ear and tugging you into his chest, his other hand sliding down until he could cup your ass. “A counting game, Sweetheart.”

“One, mawha-ha-ha.” Jason nipped your earlobe.

“Careful. You, as the Count, could do it for me.” He leaned down to rest his chin on your shoulder.

“Tonight’s episode is brought to you by the letter K.” You both smirked at each other through the mirror, Jason’s chocolate eyes scrunching before he shoved you forward, your hands catching you with a slide across the sink.

Your underwear was down, your shirt pushed up with a blink, and Jason standing behind you, his gaze still focused on you in the mirror.

“It’s been two weeks since we’ve been able to see each other.” He stroked his fingers across your ass, kneading and pulling your cheeks apart, “I want to spank this ass red, Fourteen for each day we’ve spent apart and watch you squirm downstairs, but-” his reflections showed his hand rising, stopping once it was high above his shoulder, “I know you, baby, I know how you love to make others feel wanted. So, each time you smile, touch, or flirt with someone else, I get to add a mark. If you manage not to get caught doing it, then I’ll bring you back to the room and let you choose how I’ll make you come.” His hand came down hard, the smack of it stinging with the sudden loud noise making you jump against the counter.

Hot flashes of arousal sparked inside your stomach and tightened your thighs. "I want you to remember that I'm keeping count, okay? That if you get caught, I get to spank your ass again; leaving my mark where you'll feel me for weeks after, baby." His hand was moving again, the determined look in his eyes drawing out a gasp.

He smiled at you.

"Yes or no? Your decision."

"Yes." You moaned as he smacked down once more.

"Name the colors." The room looked messier than when you left. You reminded yourself to straighten up first thing tomorrow.

Jason cleared his throat.

"Oh, uh, Green for good, yellow for pause, red for hell no." There were two vibrators and a bottle of lube resting on his pillow.

He laughed, "Which one are you now?" His voice was magic. It settled inside your chest to rest between your lungs. You wanted to hear him talk for days on end, watch the way his mouth moved, memorize the flick of his tongue.

You turned around to face him, "Green, sir."

Jason nodded. He’d removed his shirt without you noticing, his chest covered in hair leading down his stomach to dip beneath his dress pants. Your fingers traveled through it from the dip of his collarbones to the waist of his pants. Jason hummed during your exploration, undoing his belt and button.

“Were you able to keep track?” He knew the answer. Keeping track has never been your strong suit. Add numbers and the risk of being played with to it and your brain becomes mush.

“No.” He raised a brow, “Sir.”

Jason shook his head. “Twenty-three times I caught you with your hand on another man’s shoulder. Your mouth against a woman’s ear. Those fingers wrapped around a glass someone else had brought you. When you smiled at that fellow with the grey hair, it made me want to spank you‌ right then.” Jason motioned towards you, his thumb tracing your neckline, “Fuck you where everyone can see who has this pretty ass.”

Undressing was the simple part. Brown eyes tracked your every movement, his hand fumbling over the swell in his briefs. The cool air of the room made your nipples harden. Jason reached forward to flick at the left one, making you gasp.

He smiled, “On your knees. Middle of the bed.”

Ducking your head, you obeyed. Crawling into position felt humiliating; it left you open and exposed where he could see every inch of you. He loved it.

“I’m going to use my hand. It’s safer since we’re in a hotel. Enough to bruise you up, tender, red ass reminding you who it belongs to. When you have to give an interview and you squirm against your seat; you’ll ache for me.”

“Obviously.” The comment came out without warning.

Jason’s hand came down hard.

“Fuck.” You gritted your teeth, rocking forward in shock. He pulled you back, the brand of his cock burning hot against your thigh.

“That one doesn’t count. You were being mouthy.” Oh, you could be mouthy alright.

Biting your lip, you nodded, “Sorry, sir.”

He kissed where the smack had landed. “Hand me the lube and vibrators, Pet.”

Reaching for them was a challenge. Jason kept a hold on your hips, his cock brushing along your folds, between your cheeks and back with an absent-minded pattern.

"Keep count for me, okay? If you mess up or don't say the number out loud, I'll add two more, understood?"

You shivered, "Yes, sir."

"Hmm. That's my good little slut."

The first smack had you biting your lip, but you managed a quick, "One." Jason hummed behind you, his hand coming back down hard on the opposite cheek.

Instead of another smack, he pulled you into his lap, his lips traveling the length of your neck, down your spine and up again as Jason pulled you into a position over his lap.

"Ah. Oh, two." He'd moved closer. The hair of his thigh scratched your skin.

The next few were quick smacks that sounded worse than they were.

It made you squirm.

The sting of them kept you on alert, but the lasting effect faded quickly. Frustration rooted in your limbs when Jason came down for another and kept it as carefully cupped as the last one before it. “Eight.”

“Color?” He kneaded your cheeks, tugging them apart to dip his fingers into your slick.

You sigh, “Green sir.”

“Good.” You hadn’t registered that his fingers were gone until his hand came down — hard. It made tears well up in your eyes, your core squeezing around nothing.

“Baby?”

“Fuck, nine.” He tsked.

“Two more, baby. That makes it twenty-five.” His hand came down in rapid successors before you could respond. Ten, eleven, twelve — the consistency was irregular. Three would be on your left cheek, another on your right or he smack further down to slap across your soaking folds.

Your body tingled. The pain mingled with pleasure, it became almost too much, but not enough. Tears were streaming down your face, your hips snapping into his thigh in a vain attempt at friction. Jason noticed and smacked down even harder. You moan and cries, egging him off.

“I wish you could see how red your ass is, baby. It’s a thing of beauty. The way your cheeks shake when I spank you.” His fingers traced the burning sting of your left cheek, down over the swell of your ass to plunge inside your heat.

You came with little warning.

“Ah fuck.” Jason pumped his fingers in and out of you. “feeling your pulse around my fingers is fucking addicting, baby. Color?”

“Gre-green, sir.” His thumb rolled your clit, your legs trembling to move away from his touch.

“Good.” His fingers disappeared.

You whimper, spreading your legs to arch your back, “Desperate little thing, aren’t you?” There was a click then something squelched. You turned your head in time to see him cover the larger vibrator with lube, smearing it across the head with his own fingers.

“I know you don’t need it.” He crooned, pushing the toy into you with ease, “but I love seeing you leak.”

When he turned it on, you almost jumped off his legs, Jason’s right arm keeping you in place. The next slap came down near the toy, his heel pushing your cheeks apart to let his fingers shove the toy in further, the vibration going up.

“Eighteen.” Your voice was rough, tearing through the swell of tears in your throat.

Jason’s cock jumped where it pushed into your side. He was leaking, the spread of it sliding across your skin.

“If you come again before I let you,” Jason fucked the toy in and out of you, “I’ll spank you until you can’t walk.”

His hand came down, sharp, shoving the toy in further. The curved handle of it kept it from sliding inside. Lube and slick squelched.

“Yes-” You breathed. “Yes, sir.”

He was merciless, efficient, and down right fucking evil when he'd stopped between smacks to turn the toy up higher, pulling it out then back in. Your core tightened. You pushed your face into the bedsheets, gritting your teeth, and biting your tongue to keep yourself from coming.

“Squirming in my lap like a greedy slut.” He sounded in awe.

“Almost done, baby, and you’ve been so good for me.” You whined, his name squeaking high when he spanked you again‌ until the last one came.

“Go on.” You were crying, pleading for him to fuck you, a needy ache inside your core, “Come when you can.” He moved the toy circling it, plunging it deep then pulling it out and your body shook with the effort of holding back.

“Come for me.” His thumb brushed your clit, and you tumbled back over the edge.

Jason shoved at you, and helped you lay down on your stomach before he carefully rolled you onto your back, sliding you to the edge of the bed and spreading you wide.

“Where do you want it?” His hand was slick, fisting over his cock in quick strokes. The reddening head shined as he thumbed his slit.

“Anywhere.” You wanted it in your mouth, the heaviness of him on your tongue, but you wanted to see it. To feel him paint you, mark you, make you his

Jason flashed a grin, dug his fingers into your thigh, and spurted over your folds, across your stomach with droplets hitting your chest and chin.

“Jason.” You groaned, your hand moving down to touch yourself, but he swatted at you.

“Shh.” He kneeled over you, stubbled jaw brushing your right nipple causing you to jerk and twist until he tsked again and pressed the vibrator closer to you.

“That’s mine and believe me, Pet, I’m not done with it yet.”

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“Sensitive?” He used his free hand to reach down, running his fingers over you, “Soaking, baby. You look fucking amazing. Eye rolled back, legs spread open and twitching beneath me.” He pressed the toy, sending the vibration higher causing you to jerk back from the sensation.

He nipped the sensitive flesh below your ribcage. “Stay still for me, Baby, okay?” You shivered when he readjusted the toy, setting the vibrator across your heat until he seemed satisfied. “You did so well for me, yeah? Keepin count. Let me turn that pretty little ass all red then fuck you until I could paint it white. Yeah, Pet, you did such a good job for me. Let me sink you deeper, shh.”

Between the vibrations and Jason’s teeth across your body, it would not take much. Fire raged from the tips of your toes, up your thighs and across your shoulders — collecting into a lake of heat between your legs. The head of the toy parted you enough to feel it slip inside — your whole body seeming to freeze as you tighten your core.

Where you could make out the top of Jason’s dark head now had turned white, colors flashed behind your lids as an explosion had you tumbling over the edge. You weren’t sure if you even made a noise. The cacophony of pleasure ascended higher. Jason’s tongued over your nipples, the vibrator pressing against you, and the world disappeared.

You could see him above you. Transcendent, vibrant, something kind and harsh all at once. Every time you twitched, jerked, or shifted, the aching touch of your ass and thighs against the mattress had you pushing back up into the vibration.

It was never-ending.

One knee shaking, thighs tightening orgasm seemed to bleed into another all while Jason praised you. Thanked you, kept his teeth, tongue, and mouth along your skin to remind you he was there.

How could you forget?

How could you think of anything but the feather brush of his lips over the edge of the vibrator, his tongue dipping into you, collecting your mess until your thighs had stopped twitching around his hand and he could push himself between your legs? His stomach kept the toy between your bodies.

“May I have one more, Baby? Yeah?” You shook your head rapidly. Back and forth. Your mouth was dry from silent screams, body soaked with sweat and come — you had nothing left.

You wanted more.

“Feel that?” He pushed into you, his cock hard once again, opening you up. Your legs came up and around him without hesitation — you belonged here. Beneath Jason. Around Jason.

“Fuck, Baby, you’re amazing. God dammit.” The toy was still in place, a low enough setting that you weren’t twisting away yet pushing yourself back into it.

Jason moved, thrusting in, then out, then back in, keeping the toy placed between you.

“I’m going to turn it up.” He warned, looking down at you with shining eyes, “Color, baby? Where are you?”

Color? How could he ask about colors when the world was bright lights and the sound of your heart rushing in your ears? He wants colors. He should see the fire that burned red beneath your skin where he touched.

Jason turned off the toy, and a whine escaped you.

“I know, Pet, but I need to know your color. You’re under and I need to know you’re under safe-”

You smacked your lips, squeezing your legs against his waist and his cock inside of you. Jason groaned, dropping his forehead against your shoulder, “Babe-”

“Green.” You should add an honorific at the end. Let him know you’re still in this and wanted whatever he had left to give you — you couldn’t. The word green was enough to drag you to a skim along the surface.

Jason bit at your shoulder, up your neck, until he caught your mouth in a sloppy kiss.

“Good.”

That was the only precursor he allowed before he fucked you hard. His hips snapping in and out, one hand holding your leg around his waist, the other moving from above your head to the toy between you to turn it back on.

“Son of a-” You hissed, hands coming to his shoulder, nails digging in as the volcano started once more.

The smoothness of the bedsheets beneath you gave no relief. Every hard thrust rocked you further up the bed, sensitive ass flaring with each drag across the mattress. It sparked sharp pleasure from your groin to your stomach, which broke into waves of heat down your thighs.

You clenched, legs closing around his ribs, his left hand squeezing your thigh, digging into the flesh as he fucked in harder, harder, his course hair rubbing your clit, making jerky tremors slip down your legs, up into your stomach — you cried out, oversensitive, lost in the pleasurable ache and blinding light.

Jason groaned, the sound coming from his chest as he pulled out moving to flip you over and tug you back.

“Fuck,” He slid his cock through your fold, “like a flood, baby, wet and ruined for me. This gorgeous ass,” The smack he brought down on your cheeks had you trembling. Tears soaked into the sheet where he pushed you down.

His cock slid in, a quick thrust of his hips, snapping against your raw ass and pulsing heat.

“Yes.” He groaned. Your legs refused to hold you up themselves. Jason’s hands on your hips the only thing keeping you arched as he slams into you, “Fucking dammit, Baby. You’re such a good little Pet — my good fucking Pet aren’t you?”

You grunted, drool and tears wetting your face as Jason pulled your hips further back, his right hand moving to grip your hair. “Say it.”

He pulled back, his cockhead stretching your hole. You wanted him back inside, deeper, harder, burying himself where you could feel him for weeks.

“Come on,” He slammed back inside, making you shout in surprise, “Say it.”

When your thighs tightened, it helped center you, another peak coming into view with every drag of his cock inside you.

“I’m yours,” you cried, “Please. Jason, please, I’m yours. I’m your pet.”

His hand moved from your hair to your clit, rubbing fast and harsh until you snapped inside.

“God-fucking-dammit.” You felt his come splash across your tender ass, his fist brushing you when he dragged it over his cock, helping himself cover your ass.

Coming to have you a bit surprised, the cool press of a towel against your heated flesh jerking you awake.

A smile crept its way on your lips. “Thank you.” It came out slurred, mumbled past swollen lips. The lulling pull of your mind tugged you under until everything faded away.

“Shh.” He swipes between your legs, over your backside, and across your belly until he seems satisfied with his work. The bed dipped when he climbed in behind you. The click of a bottle opening had you pressing back into his touch.

“This’ll help with the bruises.” You knew this. He knows you know this, but the reminder seemed to calm the hunger in your stomach.

He’d worn you out in all the best ways.

Jason kissed your neck down your spine to linger over the small of your back. The warmth coming from him was soothing, his fingers rubbing cream into your skin with careful ministrations.

You hummed when he soothes over the area where your ass meets your thigh.

“Beautiful.” He praises. If you could see his face, you’d know his brown eyes would be wide. Smile ticked up as he brings you back to a safe headspace.

Once he’s done, your body seems to relax, limbs going limp, eyes growing heavy — he notices, moving you into a comfortable position on your side, “Get some rest, Sweetheart. You deserve it.”

Every time I write something like this I feel like I've imagined every time I've had sex because none of this makes sense to me.

Fun Facts: I do not know how to be a dom or sub or a human in general.

Whenever I write scenes like this and I get a major blockage, then I write it for a different character to help shape it. This one was Misha Collins before it was Jason S.

#jason sudeikis fanfiction #jason sudeikis smut #jason sudeikis #jason sudeikis x you #jason sudeikis x reader #ted lasso

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blackstarmylove · 5 months

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Onsen Weekend (HC)

Fandom: Blackstar Theater Starless

Pairing: Sotetsu, Nekome, Sin with gn!Reader

Warning: None, but still meant for adults.

Requested by: Anon

Prompt: Hello, so glad what you're back. May I ask onsen weekend hc with Sotetsu, Nekome and Sin? Thank you for all your works 💛

A/N: Hi, and thank you for your kind words~. 😄

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More than anything, Sotetsu is looking forward to seeing you without clothes, but not for the reason you think.

He wants to see if you are comfortable around him or not. If you are comfy in your birthday suit, Sotetsu will leave you alone. But if he sees you are shy or embarrassed, he will tease you to no end. He will stare at your body just to make you uncomfortable, but not in a perverted way.

He prefers going to Onsen, which has snow resorts around. He will gladly teach you if you don't know how to ski.

Aside from that, he will be up for anything. If you want to shop in the local stores or try local delicacies, Sotetsu will gladly fulfill your wish.

But if you want to learn about local culture, he will find that not so entertaining but will give in to your wish to see you smile.

He is looking forward to bonding with you while relaxing. If you have a quiet personality, Sin will enjoy a quiet weekend with you. He will gladly listen to your conversations with a smile if you are talkative.

When you enter into the water without clothes, Sin looks away. Even if he has seen you without clothes before, he still looks away out of respect. He does everything in his power to make you feel comfortable around him.

Sin planned the weekend so that both of you can enjoy things you like. He wakes up early with you to watch the sunrise and takes you to a shrine, try out local dishes, buy local souvenirs for you, sightsee, and stargaze.

What Sin enjoys the most is getting a couple's massage. It's intimate in an innocent way and also relaxing.

Would you trust spending time with someone as suspicious as him in a hot spring? He is just joking. Nekome likes you too much to act suspiciously around you. He will not share his past or any 'unnecessary' details about himself but is still like a regular boyfriend.

He looks forward to spending a relaxing weekend with you and getting to know you better.

Like Sin, Nekome is respectful around you and doesn't stare at your body, even if you are sitting close to him - unless you want him to.

He prefers more of an adventurous time, like exploring the scenery, taking walks along walking trails, and finding hidden gems in and around the area.

He is not much of a foodie but will gladly visit every local restaurant, cafe, and bakery if that's something you want to do.

During the night, Nekome likes to snuggle with you while the two of you stare out at the starry sky.

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mikuni14 · 9 months

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Laws of Attraction Ep 5

I had a short city break (I ate a lot of yummy food and saw 3 cats, one was very talkative, so of course it was great). That's why after returning I had to catch up quickly and watch LoA, the BMF final ep and the first ep of Only Friends right away.

LoA did not disappoint again and provided the best entertainment. I liked everything:

how we get glimpses of Charn as Tinn's future boyfriend, the way he's sulky and whiny, high maintenance, unpredictable (the bed scene when Charn, after weeks of heavy flirting and openly proposing sex, when it might finally happen, he just falls asleep lol)

again, the show takes all the possible corny themes and tropes of romance/soap opera/action series and makes great use of them in a way that I always like and doesn't give a second hand embarassment, BECAUSE:

unforced, truly romantic scenes that brings blushes and pure joy

cheap special effects 👌, exaggerated action scenes and fighting scenes 👌, Charn schemining against Vit and then the sequence of events when we see him doing it 👌, the death of the villain crushed by the bookshelf 👌👌 - WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE HERE

"you can do anything to me", a sentence that always works for me because it's both hot and a lovely proof of trust, obviously appears in this excellent series, it's surprisingly said by Tinn, which is actually great

in general, Tinn accepting everything that happens between him and Charn, accepting Charn and his flirting, just taking it in without hesitation, without hiding from Charn and his own needs, him being so confident and flirting back, being so wonderfully open to Charn - I just can't, both of them are awesome 🤩

I love how the drama intertwines serious scenes and conversations with complete fuckery 😄 We have Tinn and Charn having one of their famous arguments about morality, justice, existence in society, or Charn in one of his crazy tirades about power and money being called out by Rose, there are touching scenes of Tinn and Grandma remembering Tonkhao... and then there are scenes of Tinn and Charn just being themselves and ridiculous and the most fake fire ever. This series is gold

talking about Tonkhao, I really like that the series constantly reminds us of her and that she is treated with respect as a victim. Very often the victim in crime dramas is just "a tool" for the plot, is treated instrumentally, not like a once-living person, which never fails to annoy me. Fortunately, Tonkhao is still remembered in LoA, and the scene with Tinn remembering her and guarding her memory was very touching

I really like Charn's relationship with Rose, they act like real siblings, with all the silly and petty fights, but Rose also has no problem reprimanding Charn, popping his little bubbles of self-satisfaction and also worrying about him, especially in the scenes where Charn is triggered by his traumatic memories

I know Charn is a dick, but as someone who is interested in politics, I have to say that he's sort of right about not wanting to bring the senator to justice. I mean, how many politicians do you know who actually went to jail for the criminal things they did?

Tanthai must be going crazy in his head and his heart. Until now he was an abused kid who relieved his traumas by drinking, partying and being an annoying brat, now he is starting to be dragged down by a string of innocent people being killed and it's sort of about him and it's obvious how badly it affects him. Thee, who is desperately trying to make everything as it was before, must finally gets his shit together, because Tanthai simply won't last long like this

I'm offended because there seems to be a lot of stuff going on off-screen, like an almost-kiss in Tinn's room and a whole-ass date! I want to see it! The public has a right to know! 😤

LoA is so good. And am I seeing right 👀?Is the next episode a traditional "going to the beach/tree planting" episode? Woohoo! 🥳

#laws of attraction #bl drama #thai bl

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lyon-amore · 2 years

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Mr and Mrs Liars Prologue Part 1

⚠️ ATTENTION ⚠️ This story will contain spoilers for chapter 10, do not read if it is not finished

(****************************************) Flashback

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*MC POV* I was waiting in the center of the city, crowded with so many people and tourists, camouflaging myself in the crowd. I sit on a bench, waiting for Jake. We had agreed to meet here, because he would confuse anyone trying to find him. I adjust the strap of my backpack where I have some change of clothes and enough money for a long trip. I take out my mobile reading the last conversation we had. It had been hard, but I had finally convinced him that I didn't mind giving up everything to be with him. The first person in a long time that had made me feel complete. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MC What a day today 😫 Could I have a boss less asshole? The guy keeps wanting me to write an article about Hannah... When is he going to give up? It's already been two years! My answer will continue to be no! 😡 Jake MC, I've been thinking about it. And I feel like I can't take it anymore. MC ?! What?!What do you mean?! Jake Wanting to be with you. What did you think? MC Um… Nothing in particular 😅 And that change of mind? Jake I don't know. I was looking at the photo we took the last time we saw each other and how the discussion we had went. And something in me made me sick of continuing to hurt you. MC Does it mean... Jake The problem is that I don't want you to make that sacrifice for me. I'd hate it if you did it out of obligation. This is why I wanted to know your opinion. MC Are you kidding me?Jake, if you had said it even the first day we met in person I would have said yes! Jake :) Then you would like to live a life of wandering, without having a place to settle forever and live dangerously with me? MC We have become very filmy, eh? Jake You are the one to blame. You have changed me too much. All I do is lose focus because you're not by my side. MC, I want to spend my life with you.Is everything alright? MC Sorry, I was reading it like fourteen times in my head You are adorable, you know that? 🤭 Something tells me a certain person is blushing again 😊 Jake You will be able to check it soon. Link Here I leave the exact place for us to meet. MC All right Jake But you can't tell anyone. MC Not even my friends? Or your sisters? You know they have helped us whenever we wanted to see each other Besides, it's better that way, in case something happens Jake If it's what you want and you feel safe, fine.But don't say anything to your co-workers. I don't really trust them. MC I knowI don't trust them either, many of them are scavengers Except in Lian But I'm sure she would be mad if I told her 🙄 Jake That's up to you. MC That's why I won't say anything Surely she would give me plenty of reasons not to do it Jake But you wouldn't listen to her. MC No! Because I already decided it a long time ago 😉 Jake I'll try to be at 2:00 p.m. If I entertain myself, at the latest at 2:10 MC It's not too late ten minutes 😄 Jake Ten minutes is everything for me. And more than I have to meet you.MC, things are going to change in your life. I hope you know and prepared. MC Always ready! But don't be late or I'll get mad Forever! Everything will be over And I'm not kidding, just so you know it Jake All right, I won't be long. :) See you tomorrow.I love you MC. MC I love you too Jake See you tomorrow 💖 Jake ;) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I check the time. Only five minutes left until 2:10 p.m. I try to relax remembering the first time I saw him. How we met in person Two years ago… **************************************** When Hannah had been rescued, they called me to testify to the police to give the explanations that they had been waiting for so long. I told them that I was very scared and that's why I didn't want to contact Alan at first, just like I told him. Our chat conversation made him not really know who I was until we met face to face, he knew whose daughter I was, then he understood. Jake got in touch with me seven days after not hearing from him. I told him about three times that I was going to kill him for worrying me. He told me that he had trouble getting back out of the mine and had to use the ladder he had entered again. When he was going up, he did it so fast that when he put his foot in the ladder, he ended up breaking it and almost killing himself on the spot. Again, I ended up angry when he told me, or rather, concerned. If he really had died down there, I would have died with him in life. At least he fixed it by telling me that he would go to Duskwood to see me… Well, not only me. He wanted to come to Duskwood to see Hannah, but he couldn't risk it with the surveillance at the hospital entrance, so, with my friends, we devised a plan. The FBI was still looking for him in Duskwood and we wanted him to be safe.

When we went to the hospital to see Hannah, we focused on seeing when they went on break and when they changed shifts, texting each time it happened. We all collaborated so Jake could see his sisters, since Lilly wanted their first meeting to be all three of them together. Lilly and I got a text from Jake in our group, asking us for all the details. We leave nothing unchecked. At first, the encounter was... how to describe it? Quite uncomfortable. I kept looking at him the whole time as we waited outside the psych ward, so I was like, 'Am I making him uncomfortable?' I noticed I even got a quick glance from him, but he quickly looked away, blushing. He made me think of those times that I would make him blush through the cell phone. I didn't know even in person it would have been so easy. His appearance was clearly that of a rather tired grown man, pale and obviously wearing black clothes, nothing flashy to avoid drawing attention. He didn't want to be reminded if someone looked at him. "Do you want me to leave you alone?" Lilly asked, who was between us. “No!” We exclaimed at the same time, embarrassed by her way of saying it. "I'm fine like this" Jake answered, distantly. With all we had talked about and he was cold. Yeah, it bothered me a little. When they called us, I decided to wait, refusing a change after a couple of minutes. They had a lot to talk about. I talked to the group, telling them that Jake had already gone in to see Hannah.They obviously wanted to know what Jake was like. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jessy And..

How he looks? Dan Do you look like an addict? Cleo Dan, for God's sake! Don't go too far! Dan To spend so many hours on a computer, something must be inserted Or not? MC It is…Normal Thomas What do you mean by normal? MC Normal Well…Not normal At least not for me Jessy I get it Cleo Me too Dan What do you understand? It has not been explained well Cleo Things of the heart, Dan Thomas She wants to say that it might be normal for us, but for her, he is attractive. MC Thomas! Dan OH! So like Hannah and youShe is the beauty and you are the beast Thomas Thanks for your great explanation... Dan You're welcome 😎 Cleo Do you need to be picked up? MC No, Lilly's taking us to the motel. Jessy The conversation is getting more and more interesting MC It so happens that Jake and I are staying in the same motel But of course, things don't seem to be to shoot rockets... Thomas You haven't talked? MC Nope Completely ignored me And after everything we've been through... Dan If he makes you feel bad, I'll go punch him 🤛🤛 MC If that helps him speak to me Cleo Give him time, MC You just met for the first time Jessy Surely he is more nervous to see you than you are to him MC Well I don't know Because I only wanted to throw me into his arms when I saw him I had to control myself so as not to scare him Thomas I understand you The same thing happened to me when I ran into Hannah But the doctors advised me that it was better to approach little by little You will see how in the end Jake decides to take the step MC Thank you all For real 😊 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We talked for a while until Jake and Lilly came out. Lilly was crying and I couldn't help but comfort her in a hug. I looked at Jake's eyes, who were looking at us helplessly. They were red, as if he wanted to cry. I extended my hand without separating from his sister and took his, letting him know that I was there for him. He looked down at our hands and squeezed hard. It seemed like he didn't want to let go of me. He looked at me again and moved his lips forming the word 'Thank you'. I smiled at him, although it was sad to see the two of them like this. After the three of us calmed down, Lilly took us back to the motel. I was a little sorry to leave her in that state. "Are you sure you're okay?" I asked concerned. "Yeah, it's just the thrill of the three of us together," she replied, with a smile, then looked at Jake. "Do you want to meet tomorrow?" "I don't know if-" "Of course you can." I gave Jake a look, tilting my head slightly in his sister's direction, letting him know that he shouldn't leave so soon. "I'll handle it personally.” "Okay" she laughed and looked at us both. "See you tomorrow. " "See you tomorrow" we reply at the same time. When she left, we stood there for a long time. How difficult it was to speak face to face after so many texts. "Thank you," Jake finally said, meeting my eyes, "for brokering for me." "They need you right now," I crossed my arms, lips pouting "the least you can do is leave. Not yet." "I know." He adjusted his backpack, a little uncomfortable with the situation. "Forgive me for my attitude towards you, I know my behavior is not proper.” "Apologies accepted, 'Mr. Darcy,'" I sort of bow like they did in 'Pride and Prejudice' and manage to get a laugh out of him. "Too formal?" "A little" I laugh too. The atmosphere relaxes a bit and we already seem closer. I tried to listen to Thomas and Cleo and stay calm. What I didn't want him to know was that I really wanted to meet him at last. Inside of me, a maelstrom of emotions. I was embarrassed by all those things I had written to him. Talking to him in text had been easier. "Would you like to-" "Would you like to-" Surprisingly we talk at the same time. The two of us seemed to have decided to speak to each other. "I guess we have a lot to talk about." I was glad to know that he was determined to talk to me, I was afraid that in the end he wouldn't want to talk to me. "Would you like a coffee? I'll warn you though, the vending machine coffees aren't too great." "I think I'll handle it" I nod and start to follow him. He handed me my cup. It was hot. We sat on a bench, in silence. I tried carefully not to knock over the fiery cup. “Does it burn a lot?” he asks me, concerned. "No, its fine" I lie. I didn't want him to worry about just one little cup of no importance. "Wait." He set his glass down on the bench, careful not to knock it over. He then took off his gloves and offered them to me. I blinked a little, surprised. "Come on, put them on.” "Thank you…”I put the gloves on. They were hot. I felt my face burn, suddenly any sense of cold disappeared. “Better?” “Yeah…” "It's amazing everything you've done for me to meet my sister." He looked at his cup, with a wistful smile, my heart beating fast at the sight of him. "You still fascinate me even in person.” "I wanted you to see her, you needed to see her after everything we'd done." "But even in this I let you do the hard work." He turned to look at me and I noticed how his eyes shine in the dim light that the streetlight shone on the parking lot. “I don't know how I'm going to be able to thank you for all you've done.” I bit my lip. Yes there was one thing. I swallowed and steeled myself. "You still owe me that dinner at a Chinese restaurant" I replied, with a small smile. "Glad you remembered" he sighed with relief, "I didn't know what excuse to make so I could stay longer so I could spend time with you too." I felt a flutter in my stomach. My whole body felt too light, like in a cloud. I couldn't see anything else around me except him. I had even stopped drinking just to focus on Jake. "How could I forget?" I ask him rhetorically. "I was really surprised when you asked me if I liked it." "I was quite surprised by your dream of me too." Oh, no... He wouldn't dare... I look at him wide-eyed and blushing. It was something I said because I felt I had to say it when he told me he was interested! I didn't think he would remember after that! If not, he'd let it go despite… Well, with everything that happened, I didn't even think he'd remember. "Not that it's a romantic place we're in right now." His words are calm. He no longer seems like the cold Jake I'd met that morning "And we haven't met under dreamy circumstances, but I'd like to grant your wish.” “My wish?” I let out a nervous laugh, thinking about what I think he's thinking. He gently caresses my cheek, not saying a word. His hands are warm from the coffee, the aroma makes it seem homey. He approaches me, placing a hand on my waist. I sigh, not looking away. There was no one there at the time, just the two of us. Not a single sound disturbed us. He leaned slowly towards my face and I didn't even make a single move to push him away. I wanted it. I wanted that moment. That kiss was magical. I tried not to seem clumsy, it had been years since I had kissed a boy and one that really interested me so much. I tried to stop myself from letting out small sighs, but it was impossible. I hoped I didn't sound desperate about it. In the end we slowly parted from lack of air. If I had known, I would have practiced holding the oxygen. "Wow…" Jake says and any melancholy or sadness in his eyes had disappeared. "You were right, it was a nice thought." "Oh, shut up." I bury my face in his hoodie, embarrassed. I hear close to me his laugh through my ear until it is stored in my brain. I couldn't forget that nice laugh. "Now that I have you by my side, I can tell you better." I looked up into his eyes. They were so bright. "I love you, MC. " My lips expanded so much that I thought the next day my face would hurt. This time I kissed him. Without breaking the hug. "I love you too, Jake." **************************************** I return to Earth and look at my phone again. 3:30 p.m. "He may have had a computer problem…" I try to convince myself, not thinking of something worse. That he would have backed down. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MC Jake, where are you? Please answer me when you see the message Part 2

#duskwood #duskwood jake #duskwood mc #duskwood jake x mc #duskwood thomas #duskwood jessy #duskwood dan #duskwood lilly #duskwood cleo #duskwood hannah #duskwood richy #duskwood phil #duskwood phil x mc #duskwood fanfic #duskwood everbyte #everbyte studios

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herotome · 2 years

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#32 for Mia and Jade please 😄

Anything for you, Gemini! <3

32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

... Who has those?!

Mia is likely to start talking about something she's learned to cook recently, or some other new discovery. She's learning things everyday, and when she's at a loss for words she tends to default to that.

Jade gets very uncomfortable and would prefer to leave or stay silent, but if she feels inclined to entertain someone, she might just... look around and talk about the first thing she sees, then let the conversation end awkwardly. Then she'd head out.

📝Full List of Questions

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#RO: mia #RO: jade #herotome ask

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heyitsmetonid · 2 months

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The Carnal Locs Smith

Word Count: 384

Reading Time: ~1.5m

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I can feel your eyes roaming over my body as we speak. Our delightful conversation does not mask this. Remember, I do have eyes. Luckily, you are paying attention and being as respectful a gentleman as you can be, so I let it slide. It’s all good. Just keep being nice.

I’ll admit, this little chit-chat of ours is entertaining. Fortunately, it’s taking my mind off the stress of this assignment, and, unfortunately, it is distracting me from the assignment at hand. I let it slide, though. I could use a break, and seeing as I always have difficulty ripping myself away from a task, this is the perfect opportunity to take a breather. Thanks for that!

We’re both working into the wee hours of the night. Me ... I'm trying to study and write at the same time. You … doing whatever it is that you do here. Sorry! I should probably ask what you do for a living, clearly seeing that you are not a student or a professor here. But you know what? Maybe I can play along, too, just as you are.

“How does your boyfriend feel about you staying this late?”

Uh-huh! I see those wheels turning. Is she single or not single? I can see you asking yourself. Thus, masking the question out loud. Remember, I have a brain. I can read between the lines and you. I don’t care that you clearly have a wedding ring on your finger. Why, you never ask? Because it’ll never go beyond this. This thing, this interaction, this whatever you want to call it.

So, sorry, Mr. Locs Smith (locs because you have locs and Smith because I only remember your last name) to disappoint. I won’t have a drink with you or a smoke. I won’t have an affair with you and help you cheat on your spouse, and I certainly won’t go anywhere with you outside of this building on campus. Why, you never ask? Please remember! I do have eyes; I can see you checking me out and that ring on your finger. I do have a brain; I’m reading between the lines flowing from your lips as you try to spit game. I do not, however, have the time, so this will stay here where it belongs.

☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️🩷😄☮️

Author's Note: This guy has been talking my head off recently, and I wanted to write about it. I've had many interactions with him since, which I will write about and post later. Men are really something else, aren't they? Anyways, thank you for taking the time to read this, and as always, comments, likes, and reblogs are welcome.

Toni D

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That’s what I liked. It weren’t the same old boring questions and actually got Alex moving. With these kinds of questions you usually learn something about him. // yes it’s definitely great when they think of more unusual questions. I just felt like they were obviously exhausted being on the road for over a year and the lady just couldn’t read the room at times and it threw them off. But yes.. there were worse ones I suppose 😂

I guess with the other, longer one there was this other interviewer to balance it out 😂

Judging the American interviewing skills… love. 😂😂

Well, if they were tired they should’ve cancelled the interview. Not like an iHeart Radio interview would’ve tipped the scale. 😄

American media is more about entertainment than an actual conversation or going deeper. Much like its people. Jk 😂

#asks

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personaldiarysblog · 1 year

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archesa · 1 year

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Anwen + quality time? 👀

Ohh thanks fo much for these !! 🥰 Quality time is Anwen's first and foremost love language, so there's much to say there! 😄 what is your muse’s ideal date night? Anwen's not fond of parties, balls or really going out in society at all, and as much as Divinity's Reach has to offer in terms of entertainment and culture (concerts, theater, opera) it is near impossible for The Commander and The Marshal to go out without being the centre of attention and ending up swarmed by curious passer-bys, well-wishers or distant relations... So an ideal date night would be somewhere calm, secluded, where she and Trahearne can forget the rest of the world and have a moment to call just their own. Dinner, wine, dessert... and if the mood strikes, dessert 😏

how comfortable is your muse with prolonged eye contact?

Depends with whom 😄 She does not have particular qualms about looking someone in the eyes in mundane conversation -- and will sometimes do it quite intensively out of fear of zoning out 😅

In a most intimate setting, though? she feels easily overwhelmed by maintained eye contact and might end up blushing and averting her gaze lest she becomes an emotional mess 🥰

does your muse prefer conversation or just sitting quietly with their s/o?

Both? Both. Both is good! It really depends on their mood, and the subject that arises. History -- if Trahearne is more passionate than she is -- and botany -- if Anwen's more passionate than he is -- are topics they can share deep, lengthy conversations about. But most of their time together is spent 'parallel playing', each focusing on a different task, reading, writing, working on their own research or grading papers, listening to music... just enjoying existing in each other’s presence.

is it easy for your muse to devote their full attention to one person at a time?

It is sharing her attention equally between several people that can be a challenge to her 😅 She will make conscious, constant effort to keep her attention even, and not leave anyone out of the conversation. As such, big social events can be a little exhausting! But when she’s surrounded by close friends, people she knows through and through, interactions come more naturally! Especially considering a few amongst her close circle are just as socially awkward, socially overwhelmed as she is!

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dwaeki · 3 years

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bathroom boy // h.h.j x gn!reader

pairings: hyunjin x gn!reader

genre: FLUFF FLUFF FLUUFFFF, crack.

warnings: swearing, mentions of alcohol and drinking (slight), im bad at writing, hyunjin is absolutely whipped and a nervous wreck!!

word count: 1182

a/n: this is just a thing i came up with and wrote in like 30-40 minutes so dont expect too much from it <3 also keep in mind that english isnt my first language 🤩 if u have any feedback it is always appreciated <33

*new message from Hwang Hyunjin History*

Hwang Hyunjin History: hELP JISUNG LOCKED ME IN THE BATHROOM

Why was Hyunjin from history class messaging you at around 12 PM on a Saturday night about how his roommate had locked him inside a bathroom? You don’t know, and frankly, neither does Hyunjin himself. It was all a misunderstanding, actually, he was supposed to message Christopher Bang, someone who is basically the only responsible person in their close friend group.

You’re quite familiar with Chris. He’s in your chemistry class and you’ve talked to him once in a while, mostly because you were mildly concerned and wanted to see if he was doing alright. He always showed up to class literally half-asleep with ungodly amounts of empty coffee cups in his hands.

But this story isn’t about him, it’s about the boy who just got locked inside a bathroom. Speaking of Hwang Hyunjin, let’s see how he’s doing.

He is literally panicking right now. God damn it, he knew that saving your contact as “cutie y/n” was gonna backfire at some point in his miserable life. Okay maybe his life wasn’t THAT miserable, but you get the point. I mean, let’s be honest here, telling your crush that you just got locked inside a bathroom isn’t really the best conversation starter, but it will do. Instead of saying that the message wasn’t supposed to be sent to you, or quickly deleting it, he just stares at his phone, absolutely terrified, waiting for your next move.

You, on the other hand, are amused. This was much more entertaining than binging Barbie movies until the break of dawn.

cutie y/n: LMFAO HYUNJIN ARE U OKAY?

No, in fact, he was anything BUT okay right now. How should he answer? He has to act cool to not make a fool out of himself, although he is probably already past that point.

Hwang Hyunjin History: yeah i’m totally fine everything is under control 😄👍🏻

Was everything under control, though? Yeah, definitely not. I know it, Hyunjin knows it and so does y/n, that’s why they aren’t falling for his little lie.

cutie y/n: do you want me to come and help you out? 🤨

It wasn’t really a big deal, actually. His dorm was basically around the corner and you were more than happy to help out a classmate that got into a hilarious situation.

Hwang Hyunjin History: nononono it’s fine i’ll just call chan and ask him for help

And that is exactly what he did. Bang Chan, his god, his savior, and his only hope right now. Come on Christopher! Answer the damn phone. Ugh, why exactly did he decide to go to sleep for the first time in weeks the exact same night Hyunjin needed him the most?! Well… Hwang has only 2 options left now: spending the night in the bathroom OR asking you for your assistance. He wants to do the first one, oh how much he wants to be able to spend the night in the bathroom, but he really can’t. The toilet is extremely uncomfortable to sit on and he will NOT sleep in the bathtub… again…

Well, here goes nothing.

Hwang Hyunjin History: hey ummmm… do u mind doing me a favor? 😟

cutie y/n: omw 🏃💨

Alright, now all he has to do is just wait… it’s been 5 minutes but it feels like hours to him. Sitting in the bathroom could be boring, you know? But luckily, you were on your way to rescue him!

His ears perked up at the sound of your footsteps.

“Hyunjin? Are you in there?” - you knock on the bathroom door, your voice making him feel butterflies in his stomach.

“Yes, I’m here!” - Hyunjin quickly gets up from the floor as soon as he hears you unlocking the bathroom.

You have successfully rescued prince Hwang!

There he is, standing at the doorframe, looking like a fool. A cute one, to be more precise. His hair is all over the place, dark circles under his eyes that are hiding behind his specs, a sheepish grin plastered on his face as he rubs the nape of his neck, staring down at your figure. Adorable, absolutely adorable. You can’t help but laugh at his flushed state. He is definitely embarrassed, you think. That he is, but he is also completely and utterly in love with you, which is more of a reason as to why his cheeks are crimson red right now. Your laugh is music to his ears, which are also red, by the way.

“Sooooooooo, how did… THAT happen?” - you ask, trying your best to stifle yet another giggle.

“Well- uh- you see… Jisung, that fucking bastard, got drunk at a party, again,” - he grumbles, his eyebrows furrowing as he utters Han’s name.

“While I was in the bathroom, getting ready to go to bed, I hear someone fiddling with the lock,” - he says while demonstrating the locking motion with his hands, “then I just hear him and Seo Changbin laughing like dumbasses while they stumble out of the dorm.”

You laugh, staring up at him in amusement, your smile making his heart skip a beat. he can’t help it, your cute laugh makes all his anger perish and he laughs along with you. It truly is a stupid situation he just got himself into, isn’t it? Once both of you have calmed down, you punch his shoulder lightly, he feels like he’s in heaven right now. Come on, Hyunjin! Get yourself together man, their fist touched your shoulder for 0.5 seconds!!!

“I’ll get going now,” you say as you smile up at him, “goodnight, hwang” the way his last name leaves your soft pink lips is making him feel like his poor heart is going to beat out of his chest any second now.

“Uh- um- yeah goodnight!” he cringes at the way his voice cracks a little.

That was absolutely adorable, you thought. You stood on your tippy-toes as you rustled his hair as a way of saying goodbye. There you go, turning your back on him like you didn’t just make him fall for you even harder than before. Your body engulfed in a huge hoodie and pyjama pants as you waddle out of his dorm room. cute.

Here he is again, smiling like an idiot, watching you with heart eyes. You had him wrapped around your finger and you didn’t even know it. He slowly walks to his bedroom and dramatically flops down on his bed, smiling up at the ceiling like a lovesick loser. (which he most definitely was)

Will he be able to fall asleep with all the adrenaline pumping through his veins? No, not really. But is it worth it? Yeah.

15 minutes have passed and he hears his phone buzz, indicating that he got a notification. He debates on whether or not he wants to check, thinking that it would probably be yet another stupid drunk text from Jisung. But he figures that it would be rude of him to not respond, so he stretches his arm out to reach his phone and grabs it.

cutie y/n: operation rescue prince hwang is a success yo!!! 🤩☝🏻

cutie y/n: sleep tight bathroom boy ♥️♥️

Fuck, he’s in love with you.

@ dwaeki

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