#so theyre tearing apart my room looking for them

[punktactical]

HIHI!! turns out i could not rmbr wat i was gna originaly request (sadly)

but!! i have a better request!!

pervert!sanji x pervert!reader but theyre both perverts in a way that is concerning and probably criminal :>

(thanks and i hope you have an amazing day!!)

CREEP , sanji

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summary ; your panties are missing! who could've stolen them? it couldn't have been sanji! he would never.

warnings ; 18+ content , fem y/n , mutual masturbation , panty sniffing , dick slapping , degradation , slight femdom? , sanji is the reader's roommate and good friend !

a/n ; thank u for requesting !! this is kinda bad but i hope u like it. have a wonderful day/night!

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it was just another evening in the shared apartment of you and your roommate, sanji. it just so happened to be laundry day. sanji had just come back from work, tired and sleepy.

slamming the door open, he enters the apartment, groaning and mumbling. you laid on the couch, raising a brow at him. "rough day?" he nods his head, tossing his keys onto the kitchen counter. you smile at him, standing to your feet. "i'll do the laundry, you can go rest." he looks at you, a grateful look in his eyes. "thanks, god knows i need it." you laugh, walking to your bedroom to collect your clothes.

sanji watches you as you walk away, biting his lip.

fuck, he couldn't wait to cum to the countless images of you he has stored in his phone.

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you separate your clothes into specific categories, humming a sweet tune. once you've finished that, then you began popping them into the washer. but there was a problem!

"the fuck . . . what happened to the rest of my panties?"

you only had two panties, a drastic difference from the multiple you used all week. you checked through all the other clothes you had, but nothing. standing to your feet, you rub your neck. "probably just forgot some back up in the apartment." sighing, you drop the rest of your clothes into the washer and begin walking back upstairs.

opening the door to your apartment, you make sure to enter extra quiet. you're sure that sanji is sleeping right now, which is reasonable after such a slow day.

creeping over to your room, you stop upon squelching noises and soft whines of pleasure from sanji's room. heat immediately rushed between your legs, making you blush. peeking into the half-open door, you're only able to see small movement through the crack.

one thing was for certain though, sanji was jerking himself off with something. something white and striped pink. you squint, leaning in a bit further, unaware of how you've pushed the door open more.

now having a better view, you've come to a horrible realization. "holy shit . . . "

those were your panties. he was jerking himself off with your fucking panties.

you probably should've been mad, really mad. but it was sanji and you would be lying if you said you hadn't thought about him a couple of times.

more than a couple, actually, but that's besides the point !

you watched as he pumped himself, whispering words of praise and affirmation. it shouldn't have been hot, but god was it fucking sexy. your hand travels down to your cunt, slipping into your shorts and feeling yourself. slick coats your fingers, making you shiver.

"you feel s'good, so good for me. fuck, you want m'cum? mm . . . "

you hush your moans, slipping two fingers into your cunt. you began to fuck yourself, watching your roomie sniff your panties and pump himself in delight. you got so caught up in your pleasure, you hardly noticed how the door was now basically fully open.

sanji doesn't notice though, he just keeps going.

"yesyesyesyes, you love this cock, right? shit- it's just f'you, all yours, sweet thing, oh fuck!"

"i love it, fuck yes i love it. ah . . . !" you gasped, speeding up your movements. your shorts were now on the ground, completely disregarded and your panties were hanging by your knees. tears began to well up in yours eyes, fingers covered in your juices. you were so, so close. "give it to me, sanji. i'll take it all ~ !" you shrieked, cumming right on the spot.

you swear to god you were seeing stars.

juices dripped down your thighs, shaking in pleasure. sliding onto the floor, you huff.

"fuck- [y/n]?!"

shit, you forgot.

you jump to your feet, slipping your panties back on, drenching them. sanji hid his cock with a pillow, his face beet red.

"s- sanji, the fuck were you doing with my panties?!" he sputters, having trouble coming up with an answer. "it's not what it looks like, i- i i just needed to let off some steam- ah!" you raised a brow at him. his arm was still moving from underneath the pillow. "holy shit, are you still jerkin' off? you gross asshole!?" you slap him across the face. he moans, throwing his head back.

"you fuckin' perv, you like that?"

"[y/n], s- stop, you were watchin' me too!!" he defends himself, eyebrows furrowed. you groan, wiping your fingers on your shirt. "cuz yer jerkin' off with my panties?! how was i supposed to just walk off with that image in my head! fuck . . . " you sigh, shaking your head in exasperation.

sanji grunts, tossing the pillow off of himself and displaying his cock to you. the tip is red, glistening with slick.

"do you have no fuckin' shame?!" you slap his dick, watching as it pulses. he bites his lip, groaning. "yer . . . not any better- shit !" he was right, this was fucking hot. but you wouldn't admit that. sanji speeds his movements up, hand gripping his cock harshly. "ya gonna cum right in front of me, sanji?" you mock him, already slipping your fingers back into your dripping cunt.

he shakes his head, embarrassed and ashamed of his own actions. how could he deny it any longer? he just needed a final push, something to-

"cum, fucking cum, perv."

thick shots of cum dribble out of his tip's slit, coating his whole hand in white. he continues to pump himself, milking him of every drop of semen. he growls, eyes never leaving you. smirking, you crawl onto his bed and position yourself above him. "now that you're done with that, are ya gonna help me or what?"

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#one piece smut #op smut #one piece fanfiction #one piece #smut #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #sanji smut #perv!sanji #perv!reader #vinsmoke sanji smut #and they were roommates #punkz postz

[suicide-with-dazai]

"Diluc fluff scenarios"

tw: none !

tags: diluc x reader , esablished relashionship , 100% fluff <3

contrary to popular belief , dilucs heart isnt all that cold . sure , he lives for battle and revenge and the succession of his own industry, however , only you are aware that diluc has a soft side , a warm side . a side that climbs into bed next to your sleeping frame; whispering sweet nothings into your ears as he strokes your hair .

he may seem like a dangerous man to some - but you know hes far from it !

"luc...im cold..." you shiver as you toss and turn in bed , the window is shut but the freezing air attacks mondstadt like a vicious hound , biting at your fingertips and turning your lips blue .

"come, sweet girl~" he whispers deeply and softly as he wraps his toned arms around your body , kissing your forehead and making your heart flutter .

"i think you look really cute in that one~" he sits back on the dressing room chair , arms crossed and eyeing your figure as you try on a dress he picked out for you . a satin one , wine red ruffles hugging your waist and long panels of soft fabric flowing all the way down to the floor . you look ... perfect , you can tell by the way your boyfriend adjusts himself on the chair , trying not to stare too long .

you had been walking for about half an hour , and the sun was setting , he told you that he was going to show you something beautiful . the two of you reached a peaceful looking spot , with a large tree and a pond , just on the outskirts of mondstadt .

"soo... whats the beautiful thing you were going to show me ?" you sit down by the water , confused .

diluc kneels infront of you and softly says , "look in the pond."

you oblige , expecting to see a pretty lotus or a koi , but you see nothing... apart from your reflection . the moonlit starry sky behind you illuminating the ripples as you look into your own eyes for a moment .

you almost shed a tear , as youve been feeling a little insecure lately and you throw your arms around your kneeling boyfriend , his arms already out .

"isnt she pretty~?"

you nod , sniffling and resting your head in the crook of his neck . archons , he always knows how to charm you and make you feel like a nervous teenager all over again .

diluc treats your hands like glass , like theyre made of silk and holds them like a precious artifact .

"my treasure~" he whispers while he strokes and kisses the back of your hand .

its after hours in the Angels Share , and youre sat across from diluc , who is only slightly tipsy yet completely lovestruck . he intertwines his fingers with yours and brushes his thumb over your hand .

"i.... think i have a crush on you ..." he jokingly says .

you notice him blush and squeeze your hand tighter while he giggles like a child .

sat alone at home , you decide take a nap . gods , since dilucs been away on a business trip the house just feel so ... empty . you start to settle down , having nobody to cuddle you from behind .

but suddenly , you hear something slip through the letterbox . with a sigh you walk over to retrieve it .

'To my love ,

From Diluc Ragnvindr'

the envelope reads .

you quickly rush back to bed to open it :

'My baby , you have no idea how much i miss you , how lost i am without you , and how cold these nights get without someone to hold .

I hope youre okay , and coping well . Ill be back in a week , i promise , and ill give you the biggest kiss and cuddle youve ever had . Im eager to return to you , however this business trip could be a life changer for us - just know that i really love you , and i miss you darling .

- Luc ♡'

your eyes prick as you fold the letter back up , holding it in your arms as you drift off to sleep.

reblogs welcome <3 check out my pinned post i worked really hard on it :')

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin hcs #genshin scenarios #diluc #diluc x you #diluc x reader #diluc x y/n #diluc ragnvindr #pyro #genshin smut #smut #diluc smut #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #diluc fluff #diluc x reader fluff #fluff scenario #fluff hcs #fluff #fluff headcanons

[privitivium]

imagining being caught trying to escape motherly! or fatherly!yan (punishments⁉️...spanking‼️)

alright,,, imagining ts living w both of them. theyre cordial but still dislike each other

mother/fatherly shenanigans,,,, ramble. ,,,

escape huh??,!!! to either see friends or have some alone time out n about was hard as fuck with two big busty dudes following you around literally fucking everywhere. hounding you for attention..,,,, you merely grew tired of it... and whilst they slept, slipping out from being buried inbetween them; the front door in reach, dressed in pajamas but it was nothing new,,, before a huge hand catches ur wrist,,, feeling sick to your stomach as you turn to face mother; obviously, getting a stern scolding... "why would you try to leave - in the middle of the night?? we do everything for you..." he murmurs, tears flowing freely down his face and he looks so scary -!!! staring at you stoically, arms crossed along his chest - mother please..

"my darling busy bee wanting to leave me in the middle of the night knowing i hate being apart from him? so cruel." father chipping in,,, tutting softly and looking so disappointed as he stands next to mother,,, sucessfully making you feel bad as they guide you back to the room. in for a night of ruthless torment of your ass burning in the searing stinging pain of repeatedly getting smacked and dry orgasming after they've ran your balls dry. SO CRUEL ! but they would say that what theyre doing is a considerably tame punishment..,,, so technically ur the one whos cruel!

#motherly yan! #fatherly yan... #x male reader #oc ☆ ( rambles :3 )

[birdybirdnerd]

👀 bifrost incident stage play????

youve opened pandoras box my friend. get ready

okay so i had this idea back in 2019 when i first got into the mechs and specifically first heard tbi. im a theater kid and have chronic amv/animatic brain where i visualize things real easy, so when i first listened to this album i was SLAMMED with the realization that, actually, tbi is PERFECT for a stage adaptation

imagine, if you will:

inspector lyf, at his desk side-stage and in front of the curtains. stalking across the stage, talking direct to the audience as he waves the black box, setting the stage and the story ahead and theorizing as to whats going on

the first chords of odins launch speech are heard, and the curtains open wide on the exterior of the train, odin at a podium, and a crowd listening intently

during each of lyfs speaking parts (cold case/person of interest/etc), he walks across the stage and explains things, as the set changes behind him. new characters arrive, spotlights shining as lyf wonders what theyre doing there, if they were the one that sabotaged the train

in the style of kabuki theater, the stagehands are dressed all in black, silently moving the set around the actors, changing things and completely invisible, the audience accustomed to ignoring them at this point

lokis song comes, and the whole time she sings, she is beset by these stagehands, dragging her around like another set piece, harassing her, interacting with her but still invisible to everyone else. sigyn tries to get her attention during her song, tries to pull her into their wedding dance- but the stagehands keep pulling loki into dances of their own, all while sigyn has no idea why her wife wont so much as look at her

losing track, lyf is losing track and the suspects are lined up onstage, singing, taunting as lyf stalks among them, grabbing their arms and faces and demanding answers. as he loses his mind, falling into despair, they turn to him and grab him back, pull him down, yell the only words they have left at him as he despairs.

the live band is dressed in theme, all steampunk-ed up, on a mini stage off opposite lyf with minimal lighting on them, until- expert testimony comes by, lyf bemoans having to go to the imprisoned bandits that annoy him so, as he crosses the stage, only for the lights to rise on the band and guess who theyve been the whole time!

red signal. lyf stands center stage, frozen in place as he chants, summoning that squamous something from beyond the veil, as those stagehands, all-black, all-invisible, shift and change before the audiences eyes, pulling out rainbow scarves, makeup once hidden shining bright and vivid in sudden black light. they dash off the stage as the rip between worlds widens, run amok the audience, slamming through doors and screeching as lyf voice raises higher, higher, until-

intermission

and when the audience comes back, the stage is... wrong

more black light, the set has warped and twisted. rainbow lights shimmer brighter on the backdrop, splashing in pools on the stage and the actors faces. the stagehands run free now, the monsters from behind the veil, the unholy things now attacking the actors directly, tearing them apart as the train falls into chaos

thor confronts the all-mother, transformed; she stands at the top of a podium now, the top of a platform while her costume has expanded around her, grandiose robes melting into a massive, writhing puppet manned by the stagehands, a bright and staring eye projected behind her head, staring at the audience, watching. thor fights off the hands, loses, and finally throws his hammer at the eye- replaced with a bright, white crack as the stars claim them both

loki and sigyn share a final tender moment in the engine room, they get their dance in before sigyn slips the line into her wifes arm. they share a final kiss as the curtains close on them, leaving...

lyf, standing center-stage. bottle in hand, exhausted, terrified. he bids the audience good luck, laughs wryly about the bandits disappearing - at some point, the live band quietly disappeared from their side-stage - and slips behind the curtain

terminus

the radio static fizzes, and as we hear the panic spread across the galaxy, the curtains part for bows. the bell tolls, flashing that bright, staring eye back as all other lights go off, plummeting everyone into dark and stark relief

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so yeah, ive thought of this a normal amount

#the mechanisms #the bifrost incident #personal #my writing #technically?? #anyways i havent actually opened the doc this is all in in years #but ive thougth about this and turned these thoughts and visuals over in my head enough times #that i completely one hundred percent was able to just rattle all this off the cuff #can you tell im autistic. anyways if i had unlimited budget i would one hundred percent make this #but theres so much that i just cant see happening on your average local theaters budget. so

[clownery-and-fuckery]

Alright buckle up here's my actual genuine reaction....

First episode:

First of all, I regret asking for more Hemlock, this was fantastically awful, I will not be recovering.

Second of all, that shaved clone has done things to me. Horrible, horrid things that made me actually pause it and look away. It made me physically ill, it was the worst. Great, but the worst.

The passage of time really did fucking get to me BUT HER LITTLE PONYTAIL UGH

crosshair..... I need a moment

EMERIE !!!! CANT STAND HER !!!!!!!!!!! SNITCH ASS BITCH

I literally don't care that she was allowed to keep the doll, btw. I dont give a shit. I hope Emerie dies in a fire.

nala se.... ew............

I think the whole episode was just pure horror, it was so fucking disgusting to watch, idk about you guys but watching the clone who had probably faced the true horror of SCI-FI warfare crying alone in his cell genuinely had me pausing the episode. Really great work there, Jennifer, I will be billing you for my therapy

Crosshair and Omega bonding !!! The little "What's your mission objective" was definitely a tactic he used on his brothers to have them pay attention, I refuse to acknowledge that he's the youngest, he just isn't. That's big brother keeping his little brother(s) on task behaviour.

Everything about Hemlock gave me chills. I love him. I hate him. I hope his guts cover the screen. I am fascinated by him.

I had a sneaking suspicion Emerie was taken under Hemlock's wing, and her undoing will be her endless loyalty to him... they did not have to say it as obviously as that, though. Glad they did.

Crosshair is sick. There is no way you show us all these sick, dying clones then Crosshair and expect us not to figure that out. He's going to die. His shaking is just the first symptom. I am not ready.

I definitely have more smaller notes I will make once I am not sobbing hysterically about it !!!!

Episode two!!:

This is the one that made me cry, actually.

Watching Wrecker and Hunter march in, quiet and covered in countless injuries, made me so sad. I couldnt recognise them. Those aren't my lads.

Wrecker begging hunter not to go because people didn't make it back.... hunter I get you're desperate, but you will NOT survive another brother being killed. I can't bear to watch him tear himself apart and neither can Wrecker.

WEEPED LIKE AN ACTUAL BABY WHEN I SAW THOSE CLONE BABIES.... THEYRE TOO YOUNG.

"99ers???" THERES FUCKING MORE ??????? I want to know the lore behind this line particularly.

Theyre so cute..... they're so CUTE ugh sedate me immediately

THE WAY HUNTER WAS LOST AT THE START BTW WITH THE TECH AND HE WAS GETTING FRUSTRATED AND HE IMMEDIATELY LOOKED TO OMEGAS STUFF AND LET HIS GRIP LOOSEN ON THE DATAPAD HE WSS THINKING OF HIS YOUNGEST TWO SIBLINGS I WILL NEVER FUCKING RECOVER DAVID AND JENNIFER LET THEM BE HAPPY !!!!!!!!!!!!!

anyways that little fucker who was good with tech..... I see you. I love you.

They were so used to letting Tech do his thing.... they immediately moved to cover fire....... for a second they forgot it wasnt him, I'm weak

THE CRATE FROM S1 YOU HORRIBLE BASTARDS WHEN WILL YOU LET ME DIE

wrecker playing with the kids..... laughing with them....... ohh i will not cope when he dies.

Hes going to die, btw. In case you didn't know. I know. I am aware. I am unprepared. I dont want to discuss it.

PABU..... THEYRE GOING TO PABU WHEN I TELL YOU I SOBBED. MY MOTHER HAD TO HOLD ME. I WAS INCONSOLABLE FOR FIFTEEN WHOLE MINUTES!!!!!!

i cannot express my feelings for this episode.

Episode three!!!!!!:

I want that man. Yes, i do mean that masked man we saw for two seconds, I want him.

The Emperor had me actually screaming. I was so hyped. He scares me so bad.

Hemlock!!!!!! Evil !!!!!!!! CUNT !!!!!!!!!!!!

nala se was so obvious about her "Get tf out" speech..... why don't you say it louder, the whole fucking room couldn't hear you

The fucking timer. Chills. CHILLS.

Crosshair and Omega !!!! He was so unserious I love that

....sorry to all the lovers tho, have to say i DIED laughing at his "gUaRdS"

And the SCREAM he scrumpt when the door opened, who allowed that 😭😭 it was so fucking funny whbeisbwiba

They were so messy this entire ep, they're everything to me......

"Of course he did" DO YOU WANT ME TO FUCKING DIE ?!?!?!? WHO FUCKING GAVE YOU THE RIGHT CAUSE IT WASNT FUCKING ME

Crosshairs trigger finger shaking so bad he gave his position away....... that's a major fucking problem, isn't it? That's gonna bite him in the ass.

I want more of Hemlock having a damn tantrum, that was fantastic. Him this season has me in a chokehold. I can't wait to write more of him.

This entire season so far is amazing. I can't wait to watch more, there are so many more points I wanna make, I'm freaked. I'm so happy, I'm still crying, I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Making more coherent thoughts about them soon <3

#the bad batch #tbb crosshair #tbb wrecker #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb hemlock #the bad batch spoilers #sw tbb spoilers

[dwritesit]

this was supposed to be just a ramble about t4t phantom dew scissoring but it turned into a whole. thing.

unedited, i just wrote this on my breaks at work today lol

tags?: trans ghouls, cunt/pussy/clit/dick/tit used to describe their anatomy, scissoring, puppy as a petname, looots of petnames for tommy

word count: 3244

read under the cut!

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dew coming back from a trip, an errand that ifrit used to take care of and is now dews responsibility. he's tired, pent up from having to go alone, and he misses his mates so much that it drags at him - but its late when he arrives at the abbey so he knows he's going to have to wait until morning for any sort of pack cuddles or... more than that.

he heads right for his room, fumbling to balance all of his belongings while he pushes the door open, and he's met with the most delectable sight.

he nearly drops his bags when the scent hits him like a punch to the nose. lavender and mint, electric on his taste buds as his tongue darts out to lick his lips. the scent burrows into dews gut, quickly burning into heated desire as sweet whimpers tickle his ears.

"what's this, puppy?" dew will ask, slowly setting his things down.

phantom whines at the name, his hips still thrusting against the pillow like an invisible force is moving them. the quintessence ghoul’s cheeks are blotchy, hes been crying, wailing as he gets close to the edge but can never reach the finish line. he didnt register dew at first, so lost in his heat, in the sensation of dews pillow against his little dick, but as soon as he realizes dew is there, the fire ghouls name is flying off his tongue like a reverence.

dew takes in the sight before him. phantom, bare as the day he was summoned, his lilac and white patched skin glinting with sweat. his plush lips were swollen, they looked bitten, chewed with worry as the poor ghoul tried desperately to catch his release and was met only with more need. dark hair, streaked with white at the front was a mess, poking out in all different directions. what really caught dew was phantoms eyes. how his furrowed brow scrunches and precious tears continue to tumble down his soft cheeks as the fire ghoul stares at him.

"please," phantom says shakily. his hips slow, and dews breath catches in his chest as he admires the large, dark patch on his off-white pillowcase. it wont come out, he already knows, its going to smell of the quint ghoul's desire for him until theyre long gone from the earth. dew doesnt care. he plans to shove his face in the pillow after the night is over and breathe it in while he touches himself.

it burns through him, lust, need, want, desperation. like he's pulling phantom's emotions off his shoulders and adding them to his own. it makes him feel lighter, and he wants to pounce and ravage and take the sweet ghoul apart, to make him cry. equally, it fills him with warmth. with passion, love, makes him feel gooey inside to find one of his mates waiting for him like this - that phantom had missed dew just as he had missed him.

so he moves slowly. though his quickly stiffening clit spasms in his boxers. he takes his time, keeping eye contact with phantom, who is beginning to look more curious than distraught, as dew sits down on a bench across from the bed to untie his boots.

phantom stills himself, watching the fire ghoul, waiting for instructions and dew knows it. the room is quiet, and dew also knows how the other ghoul tends to squirm against the lack of rules. hed be desperate to know what sort of game dew is about to play - maybe he will be patient and wait for dew to tell him what is going to happen, or-

"im sorry," it's almost a whisper, voice coarse probably from crying. it makes dew wonder why none of the other ghouls had gotten to the room first, they must have heard the shouts of pleasure throughout the entire hallway lined with their separate bedrooms.

dew clicks his tongue as he slides one boot off and then moves to the other, taking his eyes away from phantom to focus on his task. there was a wet patch spreading through his own underwear, making his fingers shake against the strings. he cant wait to take phantom apart.

"sorry for what, baby boy?"

phantom whines, "your pillow, dewy. i ruined your pillow."

the other boot comes off and hits the floor with a loud thud. dews tail flicks at the nickname he only allows this puppy to use.

"that's okay, you didn't do anything wrong. its just a pillow," dew says as he stands. he shucks off his jacket and tosses it over a chair, but leaves the rest of his clothes on as he approaches the bed. he watches phantoms eyes flick up and down his body, a silent question as to whether or not dew planned to stay clothed. dew doesn't answer it.

"why didn't you ask one of the others to help you? you're in heat." he says instead, and phantoms eyes well up again in response, "did you miss me?"

phantom nods fervently, catching his lower lip on one of his fangs in an attempt to not cry.

"just-just wanted you. needed- need you. it hurts"

dew understands this; many of the ghouls' heats often craved for a specific partner in the beginning, sometimes craving the mate they hadn't been with in a while, or in dew's case, it was always rain who he was bonded with. the heat doesn't settle until it gets what it wants.

dew reaches out to stroke phantom's cheek, and the quintessence ghoul leans into his hand heavily, a crackling purr kicking in instantly as he nuzzles dews skin. dew's own purr spurs to life, filling the silence with their rumbles. he feels good. being needed, being missed. and phantom's openness, some might call naïve, but to dew it was beautiful. the quint ghoul unburdened by shame, wearing all of his emotions on his pretty features, not yet instilled with the insecurities and fears many of the other ghouls gathered during their time on earth. a part of dew aches, remembering how he had once been just as vulnerable, splaying his heart out for all of his lovers - he's grateful for their patience with him now. he's grateful for this ghoul in front of him who doesn't even know yet that one might judge the display of emotions.

"need me to take care of you, sweet bug?" dew asks, bringing his other hand up to cup phantom's face. phantom nods in the hold, his body squirming under dew's watchful eyes. the fire ghoul considers what the next step is, should be. phantom often enjoyed when dew was mean, the back of a hand against his cheek, but tonight felt heavier than that. thick with more than just lust, softer around the edges.

"are you going to be good for me?" dew asks, taking step back, a shiver running down his spine as phantom chases his touch. the way he needs him makes possessiveness spark inside dews chest.

"always," phantom promises. dew takes another step back, just so he can see all of phantom before him. still poised on his knees, cunt pressed to the pillow. dew can tell he's itching for more friction, lilac tail hitting the mattress in quick succession.

"always good for me," dew says, "show me then."

"show you?" phantom tilts his head to the side cutely.

"show me how you were before i got home, tell me what you were thinking about."

phantom swallows visibly, nodding as he mentally prepares, "no teasing right?"

"i wont tease you tonight, sweet bug. just want to see how beautiful you are when you're so desperate for me."

phantom flushes at the words and nods again, more eagerly, "i was..." he grinds down on the pillow softly, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment at the sensation, "i was thinking about you... missed you so much."

"did you miss my cock, baby?" dew gently palms himself through his pants, they were almost soaked through already.

phantom shook his head, "n-no, i mean - yes! always... but i wanted-want just you."

dew stares as phantom rolls his hips down harder. his little patch of hair above his slit is glistening with his slick, the puffiness of his lips are mesmerizing as they drag across the fabric. dews desire to grab and devour is almost as strong as his want to take his time with the other ghoul.

"i was thinking about that-that time when i felt- shit, felt you against me," phantoms words trail off into a moan. dew steps forward, unable to stop himself from lifting phantom's chin so he can swallow the sounds off of his tongue. he kisses him greedily; slow and deep, savoring his sharp, electric flavor, phantom continuing to let out sweet little noises into dew's mouth as he ruts against the pillow. when he lets go, phantom keens loudly.

"can we please?"

"please what, baby boy?" dew knows what.

"dewy, i need to feel you. i need it. it hurts, please."

dew kisses him again, filthier this time, until there's spit dribbling down his chin. he moans into it, which spurs the other ghoul on further, "you need to feel my pussy on yours?"

phantom cries out, hips stuttering at the words, more weak than even dewdrop is to dirty talk. dew knows it, revels in it.

"please, please!" phantom begs.

"want me to ride your sweet little cunt like last time?" dew emphasizes the words by reaching down between them to slide his fingers between phantom's folds. the quintessence ghoul ruts up into his hand, covering it in slick, moans growing louder. the whole abbey must know what they're up to by now. dew grins, thinking about how the other ghouls would be begging for every detail in the morning, probably jerking themselves to all of phantom's desperate noises.

"you have to let the pillow go and help me undress if you want it. can you do that for me, puppy?"

phantom nods quickly, but his body is reluctant as he slowly takes the pillow out from between his thighs. dew lets him take his time, shaky fingers pulling at his shirt buttons and struggling with his zipper. he knows phantom wants to earn it, wants to be good for him, so he lets him. praising him as he goes, drinking in the sight of his blushed cheeks, his wagging tail.

the room is thick with both of their scents by the time dews clothes are fully removed and tossed to some corner. they both breathe it in, phantom's sharp heated scent; the lavender and mint - and dew's beach campfire, salt and smoke. he likes the way they intertwine with each other, so different that they never fully homogenize, but its exciting the way he can taste both of them on the air.

phantom is staring at dew, between his thighs where the fire ghoul is now on display. he's waiting for permission.

"want to touch?" dew asks.

phantom licks his lips, "want to taste."

so dew lets him. he kneels onto the bed before settling back against the headboard. his thighs part, skin already shiny, his cunt aching. phantom wastes no time before diving in, licking up between dews folds, sucking his clit, lapping at his slick. a cacophony of moans and cries leave dew's tongue, forcing down embarrassment because he wants to bare himself open for phantom, wants him to know how good he makes him feel. phantom swallows it down, becomes more eager he louder dew gets.

a barrage of praises fall off dew's own tongue, and he grasps at phantoms hair, shoving him deeper, "that's it, baby, you're so good at this. making me feel so good, fuck."

he lets phantom up for a moment, and the quintessence ghoul is grinning, face covered in dew from his nose to his chin. his dark tongue swipes around his mouth, wiggling his ass in the air. then hes dropping back in again, his tongue poking at dew's hole before sinking inside and fucking in and out. dew shouts with pleasure, phantoms nose pressed against his clit as he licks inside him.

dew's gut tightens. he gently tugs on phantom's horn to bring him up, he doesn't want to finish like this. phantom looks drunk when he rises for the second time; pupils completely blown out, covering his bright gold irises almost completely, and he's whining while one of his hands slithers between his own legs.

dew replaces that hand with his own, teasing phantoms hard nub, its raw and sensitive, and he brings their mouths back together. the taste of himself fills his senses, electric campfire as he sucks his slick off of phantom's tongue. dew nips at his lips, adding sweet metallic to the spice, and phantom gives into all of it. gives all of himself to dew as he grinds into dews hand.

"you're so lovely," dew says against his lips.

"i love you," phantom cries in response.

dew cant help but smile into their kiss, fangs clicking together, "i love you too, sweetness."

"need you now, need to cum." phantom's breathing is erratic, his clit twitching in dews hand.

dew nods. he tries not to show it, wanting to remain calm and steady for his mate, but he needs it just as bad. he craved touch the whole weekend he was away.

"lay back for me, sweetheart. there you go,"

phantom lays back on the bed, head propped up with a pillow, one leg raising at the knee instinctively knowing what is coming. dew smiles at the beautiful vision before him.

"look how wet you are," he says, eyeing the way phantoms thighs have slick dripping down them, and now down towards his ass. the whole bed will need to be stripped but its worth everything, "almost as soaked as rainy when he's in heat."

"rainy," phantom breathes out.

dew grins, "yeah? want rainy to come help out in the morning?"

phantom nods, biting his lip. dew spreads his legs farther apart, raising himself up on his own legs to settle vertically across phantom's. he lifts one of phantom's legs higher, positioning himself so his own cunt is directly above his own. he's dripping down, aching to press against phantom's, to feel his little clit against his own.

"you know," he starts as he slowly lowers himself, wanting to drag out the heat of it all, "they're probably listening right now."

phantom nearly sobs as dew finally sits down, their cunts sliding together with how wet they both are. dew has to grit his teeth in order to not cry with him. he grinds down slowly, watching phantoms head fall backwards against the pillow, eyes rolling with the movement.

"they'll all be jealous, jerking off into their hands right now listening to your pretty sounds, puppy," dew continues, rolling his hips in a rhythm that phantom doesn't have enough brain left for to keep up with. the quintessence ghoul's hips only stutter and rut, and dew can't blame him. the sensation against all his aching parts is intense, he can feel his own heat being kicked at, pleasure zipping through every nerve in his body. the sounds made it worse, slick noises filling the air as he ground down on him. he tries to emphasize his movements over phantoms clit, wanting to stimulate him as much as he can.

"good puppy," dew says through his teeth, fingers digging dimples into phantom's thigh as he speeds up his pace, condensation beginning to bead on his brow and shoulders, "maybe we should let them watch next time, would you like that?"

phantom can't respond, too lost in it, falling into bliss as delicate feminine moans are ripped from his throat. dew wants to keep him there, keep his mate feeling this good forever. he knows how stressed the ghoul gets, how exhausted. phantom's love language was physical touch, a way for him to relax and cool down, and dew wants to give it all to him, make him feel loved. praise him for asking for what he needs.

dew's riding phantom in earnest, sweet words tumbling out unapologetically. phantom is crying his name, begging for more, asking if he's allowed to cum over and over.

"you need to cum baby?" dew asks, grinding harder, able to keep his own desperation out of his shaky voice. that familiar knot is growing in his gut, he needs this just as badly. to let go with his mate.

"need it so bad, want to cum with you."

"want to cum with you too, puppy."

phantom arcs off the bed, one hand digging into dews thigh, the other tweaking his own nipple - if dew could reach at this angle, he'd be sucking on them, running his forked tongue over the buds till phantom was crying from sensitivity.

"can you play with your other tit for me sweetheart? i cant reach, but i love how sensitive you get," dew says and phantom obeys quickly. hand leaving dews thigh and whimpers leaving his lips as he fondles himself. "good boy, so good for me."

"can i please cum?" phantom is crying, tears streaking down his cheeks, making his eyes sparkle.

"cum for me," dew begs, "cum with me."

he moves his hips back in forth, faster and faster, watching phantom's face as it contorts in concentration, chasing the finish line. phantoms body goes rigid for a moment, then he arcs up again, mouth agape with a cut-off cry as he finally gets his release. it gushes out, soaking between them further and that's all dew needs before he's coming with him, vision going white, legs shaking with the effort to keep riding phantom through it. he feels it between them, their releases combined, making the most sinful, wet sounds as dew slowly comes to a stop.

chest heaving, dew tries to catch his breath.

"dewy..." phantom's voice is mushy, and when dew looks at him, he sees the ghoul barely able to keep his eyes open.

"you wanna sleep?" he asks as he raises himself up, shivering as their combined fluids seep down his legs. phantom nods, already beginning to curl into a ball, his tail pulled up towards his mouth, "sleep, i'll clean you up, okay?"

"okay... i love you," phantom says sleepily around his tail. dew smiles, leaning over and pressing a lingering kiss to the sweet ghoul's forehead. he quickly goes to the bathroom to clean himself off, maybe he takes a little bit longer than intended because he can's resist sucking phantom's slick off his fingers, but eventually returns with a warm, wet washcloth. he keeps it warm with his magic as he wipes between phantom's thighs. he cleans it once, then returns to wipe the salt from the other ghoul's skin. he only has to move phantom once, just to put a fresh blanket down - he can strip everything tomorrow - and then settles down beside him.

he feels... good still. the ache is dulled. it's the best homecoming he's had in a while.

#phantom dew #dewdrop ghoul #nameless ghouls #dwritesit #phantom ghoul #phandew #ghoul fics #ghoul fanfiction #t4t ghouls #sorry its filthy

[lappel-du-vide83]

Also getting back to the manhwas train I finally read debut or die which was?? Not at all like I was expecting?? But anyways, here are just my reactions (often kinda random) but I hope you read through and can figure out what's going on while finding it funny!

Also don't ask me which chapter it starts at because brother in arms I don't know either

EUGENE IS SO FUNNY

[VTIC Cheongryeo sunbae-nim: Call me if you feel like dying ^^]

- LMFAOOOO what

didn’t know where this dogsh*t idea came from. Does his pituitary produce saliva instead of hormones? It was fortunate that he was the type to be impressed by trivial interpersonal relationships.

- woah what went straight for the jugular

I never thought that the situation where I cried for the first time in nearly 7 years would be live in front of a camera with 13,000 people.

- AND AIN'T AFRAID TO CRY

- OR TREAT HIS MAMA RIGHT

“You didn’t have a trashy attitude back then, Moondae. You just worked hard even though you were sick. Chungwoo hyung was worried too.”

- Oml

[We have to lose!]

- Bless cha Eugene's heart

-- HE'S SAYING IT IN ENG

Hey, that’s scary. I’m scared.’

- Behold the intelligence of mcs

The company’s internal network structure is derived from T1.’

- HOLY SHIT THIS GUY'S DEDUCTING SKILLS IS CRAZY

- Have you considered a career in

- Forensic?

He also gave very American advice.

- LMFAO

I cheered as I reviewed the ten-day seclusion plan.

- FR

- secluded for 10 days sounds like the DREAM

‘I am so f*cking uncomfortable with it, you bastard.’

- Leave the poor man alone 😭

-- Is this..?

-- THE KIDNAPPING???

(- WHAT

Why don’t you try to commit suicide?”

- CRAZY BASTARD

-- He is now the kidnapper

--- Kidnappee turn kidnapper

Because I beat the sh*t out of him.”

- Amen

It’s okay. I won.”

- HELL YEAH YOU DID

The fact that I was injured enough to go to the hospital was funnier.

- WHAT STOP

- HE COLLAPSED

- WTF

- PLS REST

--

HE'S ACTUALLY SO MANIPULATIVE

-- USING THE SKILL

-- SUBTLY CHANGING THEIR THOUGHTS IT'S CRAZY

---

DO YOU REALLY WANNA WORK THAT HARD

Arent you drinking too much

- ONG was not expecting this to actually be a problem

You look tired these days!”

- OMG HE _IS_ AN UNRELIABLE NARRATOR

--

Oh no he got a SURPRISE BDAY PARTY

-- Woah so his actual one is 8 dec??

-- That's awfully close

---

WATCHING RED PANDAS IN THE CORNER OF HIS ROOM

--- SAUR CUTE

----

HIS GRANDMA IS AN OPP

---- I'M SORRY IT'S REALLY MEAN BUT GET IT TOGETHER GIRL

---- OMG CHA YUJIN INSISTING THAT HE STAY

---- URGHHH MY HEART

Self criticism should be done during spare time not when it's a nuisance

- I respect this man so much

like a brainless idiot

- STOP

- YOU ARE SMART

- AND AMAZING

- YOU JUST GIVE 200% AT THE WRONG TIMES

--

AW OMG HE CARES SO MUCH

-- BLESS RAEBIN

-- EVERYONE ACTUALLY

-- THEY ARE THERE FOR EACH OTHER SO MUCH

- - -

Woah wait so they're aiming for a Moondae is the the same person as bae sejin feel??

--- I am INVESTED in the mv lore

It doesn't matter if it was worse this time

- NO

- IT'S ALREADY SO BAD

- THE RECOIL SHOULD NOT GET WORSE

- THAT'S RIGHT SLEEP MORE

- JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE BACCHUAS DOESN MEAN YOU DONT NEED SLEEO

--

OH NO

-- THE ACCIDENT

-- STOP

-- ARGHHH

-- WILL YOU REST PLEASE

-- OH THANK FUCK

---

WAIT

--- NO

--- NONONONO

--- STOP

--- NOT ALLT HE WAY BACK

--- Daydream??

( how desparate he is)

- OH MY FUCKING GOD

- SHOULD I JUMP OFFF

- NO

- OMG

- NO

--

OMG THIS REALISATION is Tearing me APART

rapid prayers in spanish

- the angst here is killing me

--

THANK GOD FOR NECTAR

-- 18 DAY COMA

OMFG

-- CHA YUJIN IS SAUR CUTE

-- BRIBED HIM WITH TANGEIRNES

-- HE'S SORRY

-- HE IS FORGIVEN

-- CHA YUJIN KEEPING QUIET ABOUT VTIC

-- AND BLACKMAILING MOONDAE

-- SO ADORABLE

---

FUNDRAISING

--- He's actually so sweet

--- PLS EVERYONE WAS CRYING

"do you think I'm some kind of sociopath"

- SEJIN NO

- THEYRE FRIENDS <333

- PLEASE I NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY

--

So the system is actively trying to help him??

---

TSRANDED ARC!!

--- Lights out :0

--- SAVE THE CHICKENS

--- The secret door is so ominous

--- Horror arc

--- OMG MOONDAE GOING wtf do I do??

--- SO REALL

--- WAS SO SCARED FOR A SECOND

----

THE MEETING

---- OMG

---- OMG

---- OMG

---- OMG

---- AHHHHHH

---- DID HE RUN AWAY???

---- I'M SO CONFUSED

---- BUT RGW IN THIS CONTEXT IS SO SWEET

HE TRIED TO COMMIT DEATH

- WHAT

- WHAT THE FUCK

- HUH

- IT ENDED LIKE THAT????

- No more abnormalities???

- WHAT

--

:OO A CONVO WITH OG PMD

Ah the need to be in control of every situation

- So valid

AND THEN MY TEXTS JUST END THERE SO...

anyways hope you had a laugh

And I really hope this fandom gets so much bigger than it is now :)

#debut or die #park moondae #thoughts #book review #reaction

[voiceofsword]

i'd like to know... whats ur take on rinne meeting niki's parents for the first time?

ok i forgot about this ask but because people are sort of SCARING ME speculating that bc crazyb are going overseas there's a small chance that they might come across his parents. i dont actually know how much i believe this will happen since at the end of the day the focus is on rinne and this sort of thing deserves to have More exposition, imo, so having it be an interaction that only occupies a chapter at most is doing a disservice to niki

i actually have a fic drafted out for this (which is nowhere near done, loool), which i'll summarize: it's not necessarily a pretty encounter.

i think rinne would blame niki's parents in part for his "curse" — he doesn't think highly of them, even if niki himself doesn't hold a grudge against them. i think rinne feels like he needs to hate them on niki's behalf, bc even if niki doesn't realize it, at least part of his self deprecating habits come from having been left by them at a young age, and the whole scandal that had arose from his father's tv career.

so while he's obviously not violent towards them, if he were to, say, head to niki's apartment and encounter both of them sitting there waiting for his son, he'd be very passive aggressive. they fucked over his best friend and left him alone, no visits, who knows if they even call him anymore, for years? he wouldnt want to exchange pleasantries with someone like that. and as far as niki's parents are concerned rinne's some stranger who just waltzed into their home so i'm not sure they'd be all too fond of him either? this is all operating under the assumption that niki has little contact with them at this point in his life, so they know little about rinne besides him having dragged their son into the idol world, which he was consequently dragged out of by his father, and now he's an idol again. in their eyes, he's probably kind of a bad influence.

if niki shows up during this meeting, say he was late from work or something, he'd just be kind of speechless the whole time. it's not really a tearful reunion. if they stay for dinner, the preparation leading up to it would be awkward, not much talking. if there is it's niki trying to fill the silence, but neither his parents nor rinne want to actively take part in conversation, opting for throwaway comments at each other, and about niki, since they all think they know what's best for him (and niki isn't the brightest, but none of them go over his head). eventually niki gets fed up and slams his hands on the dining room table, effectively shutting them all up, and going to make dinner by himself while the other 3 sit in silence.

i dont know. maybe they'd be able to talk it out eventually? however i think after this initial encounter they'd probably just want to talk to niki, by himself, some other time. rinne wouldnt be pleased and doesnt think niki owes them shit but i think theyre at a point in their relationship (esp after talking it out themselves — even though rinne can be a bit of a jerk, niki would understand that he was angry on his behalf, not just because) where if niki said he wanted to go speak to them alone, he'd be apprehensive but encouraging. if niki wanted him to come with, he'd drop everything to come with if only so niki doesn't feel alone when talking to them. but ultimately, even if niki reconciles with his parents, rinne wouldn't ever be on the best of terms with them. at least i think that's how it'd be.

look forward to my fic in 2030

#mimthinks #mine

[brooooswriting]

hey. i have been loving all of your stories so far! what about a scarlett x reader hurt/comfort story with some fluff. scarlett gets badly hurt on set or something and reader freaks out. then reader comforting and helping scarlett recover.

Set

It was a normal day for both, you and Scarlett, as she left the house early to get to the set on time while you got ready for the shoot you had today. It was a rather important one.

So it was around 3 pm when your Assistent crashed the shoot with your phone in hand. “Miranda, what’s going on?” You asked kindly as it seemed important and in all honesty you were a huge fan of her. “Elizabeth called, Scarlett got hurt on set and theyre waiting for the doctor right now” she rambled but you zoned out after hearing that she’s hurt.

“Gotta go” was the last thing you said while sprinting out of your room and grabbing your bag. The good news: the set was barely 5 minutes away and due to the fact that you may have been speeding you got there in under 3.

“Where’s she?” You asked as you crashed into the set just like Miranda did a couple of minutes ago. But you were a lot angrier. “Y/n” Chris Evans ran towards you nearly as freaked out as you were. “What happened?” You questioned while getting to her. “Two of the ropes that were supposed to hold her up broke and she fell like 3.5 meters onto a mat but she only screamed in pain before blacking out” he explained.

When you arrived the paramedics where already there hosting her into the car. “Wait, that’s my wife” you screamed and ran towards them immediately grabbing her hand. “If she’s your wife, you’re allowed to drive with her” one of them told you and you quickly climbed in and sat next to her.

“We can’t do anything until we’re at the hospital, it seems like she broke her leg and blacked out due to pain but we can’t say more” the other one explained as you kept stroking Scarlett’s hair and whispering reassuring nothings into her ear.

You sat anxiously in the waiting room while your wife was in the operation room. “Here, I got you a coffee” Elizabeth said as she sat next you wrapping an arm around you. “She’ll be fine y/n, she’s strong” she reassured you. You cried into Elizabeth’s arm, something just felt wrong.

After an hour and a half, a doctor came to you and you jumped up. “Miss Johansson, it’s seems like your wife twisted her leg but also has a brain trauma, we are trying our best to stop the bleeding. I’m sorry” he said before disappearing again. You broke down crying, sobbing, until Elizabeth came and pulled you into a hug. At one point you were so exhausted from crying that you fell asleep.

And two hours later, still nobody came to tell you that she was fine. God, you could only hope that she’d be fine. The thing that woke you phone ringing. You didn’t know the number but still picked up. “Y/n Johansson?” The person on the other side of the line asked. “It’s the stunt apartment. We’d like to discuss some things with you over the accident” the person kept talking but you couldn’t contain your anger.

“You gotta be kidding me, my wife is in the hospital because YOU fucked things up and NOW YOU want ME to come to you so we can talk about the accident?! You can be happy if I don’t sue you until you do not have a penny left! And you better not think that you’ll keep your job! She could have died!” By now you were screaming causing the whole waiting room to look at you. You hung up and mumbled a short sorry to the people around you.

“Miss Johansson?” A doctor called out and you immediately ran toward him. “I’m sorry, but we can’t promise that she’ll wake up. If she doesn’t wake up in the next 24 hours we can’t do anything for her. She’ in room 304 if you wanna see her” you mumbled a thank you before turning to Lizzie with tears in your eyes.

“Y/n, what did he say?” She asked after wrapping her arm around you. “If she doesn’t wake up in the next 24 hours…” you broke down sobbing, again. “Come on, let’s go and see her huh?” Elizabeth carried most of your weight until you entered the room.

You got to Scarlett’s side and glided your hand over her cheek before lightly kissing it. “Do you want me to stay or give you some time alone?” Liz asked. You couldn’t decide so she did for you “I’ll get you some things to wear and a toothbrush okay?” She asked and you nodded.

“Scar, baby, please you gotta wake up. I can’t live without you. I love you so much” you stayed the whole time, the only breaks where when you had to go to the bathroom. Lizzie brought you your stuff, Chris brought you drinks, Miranda brought you some things to work on so you could have a distraction and Florence cooked you food. They were great but I’d didn’t change the facts.

It did not change that the 24 hours were over now and that she did not wake up causing the doctors to return. “Miss Johansson, we are sorry but you should think about plugging out the machines…” you immediately denied. “No, I want to keep them on! I’m not ready to let go” you mumbled and while the doctors weren’t really convinced they left the room.

So the days passed and every day was the same. Your friends and family visited around noon, Lizzie was there to bring you breakfast while Flo was there for dinner. You never left the room and barely showered in those 3 weeks, Scarlett looked so pale and hurt that you were starting to believe that turning off the machines may be the right thing.

After the fourth week the doctors came back to you. “You should really think about turning off the machines, we know that this is hard but the possibility that she wakes up is around zero.” One of them told you. “I… just a day longer, I… I can’t… I don’t think that she’d just leave me like that. Please, I’ll pay the double but don’t plug them out just yet” you cried causing them to agree.

You fell into the chair next to her and decided to call her parents. “Melanie, Karsten, hey… uhm this is really hard, but the doctors want to turn off the machines. So you could come say goodbye” all of you were sobbing and they told you they’d be over later when they could drive again.

Then you told the rest and everyone came to say goodbye. At one point the room was full with people that were close to her and all of you were crying. They all said their goodbye but left you alone at some point so you could really say your last goodbye.

One last time you wanted to fall asleep with her, so you put on one of her hoodies that Lizzie brought you and laid next to her crying yourself to sleep.

You woke up to a hand stroking over the skin of your side. Nails lightly scratching over your hip like Scarlett always did. That’s when you suddenly sat up turning to look at her. There she sat wide awake looking at you. Her cheeks were now rosy and she looked so alive. When you finally realized you threw yourself into her arms. “You’re alive, I was so scared. I thought you’d never wake up again” you cried into her shoulder as she hugged you tight to her body kissing your forehead.

“I’m alright love, I could never leave you. I’m so sorry I scared you” she mumbled until you suddenly sat up again. “I gotta get the doctors, and I have to call everyone… and and” you were stumbling over your words causing her to chuckle. “I already did all of that, but I didn’t want to wake you so come back here!” She giggled when you fell back into her.

“So you stayed here the whole 4 weeks huh?” She asked with a grin. “Of course, I could never leave you” you said hugging her tighter.

“I love cuddling you but do you think you could help me go and brush my teeth? I really wanna kiss you” you giggled before helping her up and caring almost of her weight. You helped her brush her teeth as she sat on the counter. The moment she washed out her mouth she pulled you between her legs to kiss you which quickly turned into a make out session until the door suddenly opened.

Yup, even with 28 it was embarrassing when parents caught you making out. “Hun, it’s so great to see that you’re alive” her dad said while you made space for them to hug her. Her cheeks were red while she hugged them back. “Don’t be embarrassed, it’s great to see that the two of you are still in love like that” her mum said causing the both of you to turn eben redder.

It was a long way until everything was going to be okay again but you’d do everything to be with her forever.

#reader insert #marvel #marvel x you #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #brooooswriting #natasha romanoff x you #marvel x reader #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson

[half-truths-and-hyperbole-louk]

Louk's Bad Batch rewatch part 9 batchersss

Let's do it 🤟

The Bad Batch 1x05

"I get my own comm device?" she's so excited and it's so big on her lil arm 🥺🤲

Wrecker working out with Gonky

Echo: "the jedi trusted him" Tech: "the jedi who are all dead" bro 💀 I mean he has a point but still

dad batch telling Omega her comm isn't a toy...

*2 seconds later* Omega sneaking off to use her comm as a toy 😂

Echo and Hunter mom and dad going through the rules with Omega

(fun fact my mum knows their rules because I say them to her lmao)

Tech's reaction to seeing Cid's place is literally "charming 👀" oml he's roasting her before he even meets her I love him sm

the two guys Ahsoka set free !!! on Oba diah !!!

Hunter: 'who is Cid?' Echo: 'I literally have no idea' 💀

Tech: "that would've been information to share earlier" brooo his sass level as at an all time high this ep 👑

TURN AROUND RN BOYS ITS NOT WORTH IT

Omega is so smart fr 💕

Echo mom grabbing Omega's hand before she touches the sharp thingy

CID WHY TF DO YOU HAVE CLONE HELMETS IN YOUR STUPID LITTLE OFFICE LIKE THEYRE DECORATIONS

I don't hate a lot of star wars characters, but Cid is definitely one of them now ngl

DONT DO IT BOYS IT'S A TRAP

Wrecker and Omega high five 💕💕💕💕

Cid called Wrecker "it" I'm- 😡

Wreckers headaches are getting worse 🥲🙃

I know someone has spoken about this before but I just cannot get over the way Omega hugs her little clone doll when she finds out some people are sold and treated like property 😭💔 it's like poetry but not the nice kind

Omega: "poor Muchi she looks scared" 🤲

another fun fact my dad says this all the time hehe oops (no my parents have not seen tbb)

oop Hunter dad told Omega to stay on the ship

shhh they're sneaking 🤫

I MISS THEM SO BAD THEYRE DOING MISSION THINGS LIKE "Echo, sitrep" idk it just feels so tcw I'm emotional 🥲

Wrecker hits his head count: 5

Hunter and Tech got the zappy net oop

Omega: "now she's a bad batcher" screaming, crying, kicking my feet, throwing myself across the room

Omega always calls for Hunter first 🥺

STOP ZAPPING OUR BOYS 😡

Wrecker trying to comfort the lil green baby 🥲

Tech's dramatic sigh count: 583

Omega has the brain cell this ep fr

THE TALKING WITHOUT WORDS GETS ME EVERY FREAKING TIME I SWEAR

ew get ur crusty feral slaver ass outta here, skug

lmao Echo shouting to Omega like 'we are unarmed pls arm us' 😂

WAIT I saw someone posting about this, if anyone knows what I'm talking about pls tag the op or something please !! but they were talking about how Echo seems so willing to work with Omega in the field, like he trusts her despite her being a child, possibly because he'd worked alongside Ahsoka as a child, like for him it's normal to work with a child soldier. so while the rest of the batch are like ??? how to talk to babies ??? Echo is giving her battlefield instructions and gives her a bit more 'freedom' (for lack of a better word) in the field

lmao Wrecker's way of distracting the guards is to take out some guy's ankles 💀

"I wasn't sneaking... I was unlocking" YESSSS OMEGAAAA 🥰💕👑🙌

screwdriver hand go brrr

Echo: "the rancor is Muchi???" 🤨🙃 poor baby just needs a nap fr

okay but Hunter just throws Echo's pack at him from like 10ft away 💀 then Wrecker immediately throws him his helmet 👀 yes I watched it multiple times 🤫

Echo again !! he straight up volunteers to take Omega with him 💕

Tech is an ipad kid

OMEGA GRABBING THE LITTLE GREEN BABY'S HAND 🥺

get them Muchi !! tear those slavers apart !!! (insert evil Nimona face)

Wrecker's big nod to slide his helmet over his face properly teehee

Wrecker hits his head count: 6

Hunter grabbing the whip. Hunter grabbing the whip. Hunter grabbing the whip. Hunter grabbing the-

do not ask me how many times I've watched this scene... just don't

but the answer is yes

anyway back to being normal lmao

Omega finding her laser bow 🙌 !!! + Echo mom calling aftet her lololol

Muchi thrashed that slaver pet fr

Wrecker: 'challenge accepted' *fights rancor*

Bib Fortuna and the guards for the ot vibes 🥰

Omega riding Muchi !!! very Fett of her hehe

"I'm good with secrets" yeah and I'm good at going to bed before 3am 🙄 pfft good with secrets my ass Ciddarin 😠

tysm for joining again friends 💕 I actually meant to post this yesterday but I fell asleep oopsie

but I'm running out of time lolol so I'm gonna have to watch a few eps a day now !!

who else is terrified for s3 👀

It's almost 3am and these are the only 2 pics I can find from this ep 🥲 feel free to reblog and add more 💕

#louk’s bad batch rewatch #star wars #hunter the bad batch #the bad batch hunter #bad batch hunter #hunter bad batch #wrecker tbb #tbb wrecker #wrecker bad batch #echo tbb #tbb echo #echo bad batch #bad batch echo #tech bad batch #the bad batch tech #bad batch tech #tbb tech #omega tbb #omega bad batch #tbb omega #bad batch omega #tech the bad batch #the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #bad batch #hunter tbb #arc trooper echo #clone trooper wrecker #tech tbb #tbb

[sleepsleepnotwoke]

April 15.

6:30 : I woke up. Liv was having bad dreams. I had 2 coffees and got dressed while consoling her. I didn't wanna go to work. I grabbed leftover dinner from the fridge, switched my insoles from my rubber adidas to my cheap jordan work shoes, grabbed my backpack and tool bag and went out to my car.

8:00 : I showed up at the office. Its liv's exam week so she doesnt need a lift to school cause theyre all online. I'm always early. Today my drive took me about 10 minutes. I left late and everything. Mondays I go to the office, most other days I just show up where I'm needed. B***** the office lady is taking some time off (I guess), and as usual I show up before the boss. I clock in and clean some old cardboard and garbage from the warehouse. I have a chat with L***, the architect. He tells me about some DJ software he uses and tells me he ran a DJ company for weddings and graduation parties for 26 years. Every time we chat he always reveals something cool like that. After a bit I go out to the front room of the office and hang out with Z**, S*** and N*****. J**** is late, as usual. After a while chatting like that, I check my phone and realize I had a call from my dad (who is also my manager). He says there's a couple of things to do around some properties out in A**********. I like those properties cause nobody is really out there except for R****, the super of the property. He's nice enough but he always talks about stupid shit and doesn't listen back. That's one thing, he's old so I kinda expect that. But if he catches you out by his properties he'll give you all kinds of work that's his responsibility but he doesn't want to do. Luckily, I avoid him as I pull into Building A.

10:00 : Unit 302 has some pretty bad water damage. I throw on the new Super Eyepatch Wolf video to listen to while I work. Above the window is a huge sheet of drywall, heavy, warped, and half fallen out of place. I start by trying to slice it up. I saw and saw and saw with my utility knife. I make a cut about 2 inches into the sheet. No dice. I decide hitting chunks off with my hammer would probably work better. I give it a hard whack and make nothing more than a small dent. Awesome. It looks like the repeated wetting and drying have turned the naturally flaky, wafery drywall to what is equivalent to a solid piece of cement. At this point, my grade 11 and 12 auto shop teacher's words ring in my head. "There are surgeons, and there are butchers. You should aim to be a surgeon, but butchers exist for a reason." I start tearing down the sheet with my hands, careful not to disturb the L-bracket that holds the bad piece of drywall to good ones around the window. From the ceiling falls several dead wasp nests and what appears to be a birds nest. No critters in there. Lucky me. I pack up the debris I've made and toss it in one of the garbage bins around the property.

11:30 : this is why I like a********** properties. Nobody ever does anything around here. At the end of my last little bit of work, I cleaned up the hole I made with my knife. With that solid drywall, my blade broke off like I was trying to carve the hole out of a lemon wafer stick. I just spent the last 20 minutes fucking around, trying to find a new blade. Nobody breathing down my neck or telling me to get back to work. It's kinda nice. Once that's done, I remember I was told to help out cleaning up the properties. Normally what that entails is moving garbage people are too lazy to throw in the garbage bin from the side of the bin to the inside of the bin. At the main hub I go to at this property, the bins are overflowing with junk and there are 4 twin sized box springs, 2 couches and several bags of garbage to the side. Hm. Down the line of houses and apartment buildings on the street, lots of bins that are much emptier. Guess I'm doing some hauling.

11:54 : I've scoped out some empty bins, and I've thrown some couches and shelves into them. I never ate breakfast, so I eat lunch. Today, I will be eating leftovers, a luxury I don't normally have. Normally, I'd eat at Wendy's, A&W, or grab something from the hotplate at the Foodland around the corner. But today I'm eating the Thai chili chicken on fluffy jasmine rice I made yesterday. Saving money never tasted sooooo good. At this point I'm listening to a video from one of my favourite channels, ANIKI, about the history of the yakuza from the 17th century to today. I grab a seat in my car, roll the windows down a crack because it's getting hot out (finally) and chow down.

12:05 : I finish lunch. During lunch, I think about how my car really needs an oil change, and how sometimes the "check coolant" light pops on. With the weather changing, I understand the latter and that doesn't worry me. The former? A little more pressing. There's one mechanic I trust in town. It's hours are the exact same as my work hours. I use my car for work so I can't just drop it off and pick it up at the end of the day. And one of those "half hour oil and tire change" places? Forget it. My mom got one of those a month ago and she's had nothing but trouble with her car since, from them explaining she needs a new fly wheel which she didn't pay for, to a transmission fluid flush that she did pay for, which immediately sprang a leak, stopped working, and needed to be repaired at the garage I trust that I mentioned earlier. I can change oil no problem, I just don't know where to dispose of the old oil. Maybe I should just lean into being scummy and throw it in the lake or just let it drain into some Tupperware and throw them into public trash cans. Much to consider. Much to stress over, more like. But for now, I'm back to slugging around old dirty wet couches and beds. I would ask myself why I don't get a desk job doing data entry and sending emails, but I know I'd be just as whiny and complainy there as I am here. At least here I get some exercise and some sun and a decent wage. My town isn't exactly a hub for business, but this is where I live so I take what gets doled out to me. There's a real meth problem in my city. Everywhere you go, you see people pushing shopping carts full of jumper cables, old shoes missing matches, and pounds upon pounds of sweets, eyes bugged out of their heads, screaming at people, twitching and itching all over. I've been having a nagging thought over the past couple of months that, while that seems less than optimal, I'm kinda at my breaking point. Should I just give up on regular society and run with that society? Or should I finally do what I've been thinking about since I was 15 and just kill myself. I know everyone says life gets better as you get older but I found that hard to believe back then, and I still do today. For now, I haul garbage.

2:49 : moved around as much junk as I could. There's still a couple of couches and a huge mattress by one of the bins but they don't fit in my car and the next empty bin to the one they're next to is about a kilometer away. I still have an hour left at work today so I may drag them over. I may not. Who's to say. I may just hang out. That's the beauty of working at the farthest property from the office. Nobody's gonna say anything! Since I last logged my stuff here, I went out to the D*** road property. It's a lazy Monday, I'm done all my make readys for my move ins next month so I'm not stressed, and I just cleaned up some garbage there. There's a lot less to do over there. One box spring, a couple cardboard boxes, and an old bathtub. All tossed in a bin. I caught one of the cleaners out there and we talked. I'm bad with names, so I can't put it here, even in a redacted form. She's nice though. We just talked about how expensive shit is getting, and how much of a dickhead our boss is. He drives a ferrari. He's a landlord. He's kinda a local villain. He sent me and everyone I work with an email to explain that we wouldn't be able to get in touch with him cause he's skiing in the north pole right now because business is so bad because hamas terrorists killed a bunch of innocent colonizers on the other side of the planet. OK man. I've worked here since the beginning of January and I still haven't seen him. And this is his second vacation of the year. Last was at the south pole. Thoughts and prayers dude, I hope you can crank up rent even higher soon 🙏. During my chat with the cleaning lady my bestie sent me some pics. During high school we were super tight, but their parents moved to Nova Scotia on our last day of grade 11 and they've lived there ever since. But just yesterday they touched down in Alberta for a summer job out in the mountains at some kind of resort. Included in some of the pics they sent me was a trailer park at the foot of some mountains. Doesn't that just seem beautiful? I'm not a man of excess, I'm very very easy to please, I think I could do well in a cheap double-wide with a view. I think I could convince Liv to get out there with me. She's in school right now so it would probably take a year or two. But I've talked about moving all over (even to alberta) so many times this is all just another pipe dream. That being said, best of luck to the homie Llewellyn and all of their future alberta endeavors.

4:00 : leaving work. Didn't do any more cleaning. Just sat around.

4:26 : just got home. Liv stayed home to study for her exams. But she cooked me some Ramen and hot dogs that were ready when i got home. Thank you Liv ❤️. She's watching a YouTube video where some Korean guys bite things in a kitchen, and some of the things they bite may be cake. It's a beautiful warm day out so I put down my tools and stripped butt naked, sat down on the couch, and dug into my food. I think I'm going to play some pokemon quarantine crystal on my phone.

4:54 : changed my mind and changed the TV to something we can watch together. Literally since I made that last entry to now I've been looking for a movie to watch. I settled on hereditary. It took me half an hour to find a movie. I think there's something wrong with my brain

5:15 : Liv wanted to paint so I'm here on da toilet thinking of things to paint

6:29 : I painted a face. I always paint faces. This one came out ugly. That's ok cause plenty of people have ugly faces. I feel ugly so I wanted to make something kinda ugly. I had a beer and now I'm laying in bed. I never nap but I feel like I want one right now. I asked Liv to wake me up in 20 but idk if I'll actually fall asleep at all. Guess we'll see.

6:34 : instagram was always fucking dumb but now it feels extra extra dumb.

8:29 : Liv came in to "wake me up" (I didn't sleep) but she climbed into bed and we held eachother and we had sex. We left bed, she continued painting and I played some Persona 4, which I haven't played in a bit. Good news everyone: Yukiko Amagi is safe!! Me and Liv are going out to get Boba now. Liv's painting is really pretty. A long time ago she painted one really similar to what she's painting now, so this one is kinda an update. A psychedelic bust of a headless pink and yellow lady on a royal blue background. She says she's gonna have flowers busting out of a crack in her chest and her head hole. I can't wait to see how it turns out.

10:04 : it's the end of the day. I took my garbage out and passed my downstairs neighbors in the hall. We said hi. Paper recycling today. I've been slacking on that one. I don't care about recycling, it's just that it tears the regular garbage bags so it's easier to put it in a bin. So it's all outside now. I took a quick shower. I didn't wash my hair because I don't like the way it looks after it's been washed, all poofy and round. I blew my nose in my hand and it was still black from the dust in the unit with the warped drywall. A symbol of a hard day's work. Well, maybe not that hard. Either way, I'm in bed right now. Liv is calling her mom. They're tight. When she hangs up, we'll probably watch some simpsons or seinfeld and fall asleep hugging eachother all soft and warm uwu

[leclerced]

I love family that’s fighting but suddenly there’s a family party and it’s as if nothing ever happened🙃

Okay so I have a question. What do they do about George? Because I was looking for sth in the hashtag and it reminded me that George just can’t seem to stop spilling the secret so I feel like they have to do something about it

HAHA

imagine oscar and lando inviting the guys over, they think its a casual night until oscar shows some twitter thread of them referring to someone as bunny like theres a video of george talking to someone and she calls and he says “oh bunny’s calling let me get this” and one of charles talking to someone saying my bunny in french but you can’t make out what else is being said, and just random times where they’re like “oh remember that time bunny-“ and the other driver is like “oh yeah ofc” but then no one explains who bunny is or what they did?? they just laugh about it like its a fond memory. its like charles and daniel in vegas. so. i like to think that in the universe, no one knows about the nickname bc it’s what lando calls her when theyre fuckin and the guys involved all pick up on it, but other than that it’s just another well kept secret. it’s not like he goes around calling her that and everyone knows thats who its about. so fans are confused why multiple members of the grid are calling someone bunny and no one knows who it is. they’d never suspect it’s landoscar’s gf bc they’re too careful and never slip up.

and the family fighting part, i feel like it would turn into sudden chaos with fingers pointing at each other and saying “he said it first!” from alex, “he brought her up!” from daniel, “george is in that thread six times! i’m in it once and i could be talking about an animal!” from charles. and then everyone would be yelling at george about slipping up that many times and lando and oscar are like ok we don’t even have to get onto them they’re tearing each other apart and it’s hilarious to watch.

she’d have been napping, exhausted by lando and oscar, and get woken up by the noise. as soon as she walks in the room they all lower their voices and are so polite and apologetic for waking her, asking if they can get her anything; is she hungry? thirsty? charles is taking off his jacket in case she’s cold, offering her his seat as he drapes it over her shoulders and asks if she needs george to run to the store to get anything? george demanding why he’s the one being volunteered to leave?

in the end they’d all just be a lot more careful and not have many (or any) slip ups, bc after realizing how close they are to being caught they’re all scared about it being called off. they think that’s what the dinner was for before it turned into chaos and everyone was distracted so they’d take that as like an unsaid warning. lando and oscar maybe would have planned putting george on timeout, and creating rules for if they slipped up again, but they would have been lost in the chaos like everyone else and forgotten what they were there.

#ask #lifeboredme #blindfold universe

[yumenotambourin]

I will now try to type all the lyrics of the British Elfilis Song by memory

GAZE UPON THE ANGELD MIGHT

AS WINGSOF DEATH UNFURL IN FLIGHT

THE GOD OF WAR THE SPOIL OF LIFE

FROM DECADES UNDER STRIFE

A NEW DREAMLAND FOR ME TO REND ASUNDER

FEEL THE MIGHTY ROAR OF TBE CONQUEROR'S THUNDER

AS THE SKY CRACKS OPEN AND WIDE YOU'LL KNOW YOUR SMOLNESS

INSIGNIFICANT AMONG ඞ NEW WORLDS

YOURE THE HEART AND IM THE FIST

WE CANNOT COHEXIST

IN A UNIVERSE WHERE THE STRONG EAT THE WEAK

'NEATH THE FLAG OF CONQUEST

COMPASSION MAKES A RULER MEEK

WORLDS BEND BEFORE MY BLADE

WATCH THEIR PEOPLE FADE

THEYRE BUT FUEL FOR THE FLAMES OF WAR

THEY CANT STEEP(?) MY REVENGE I'LL ALWAYS CRAVE MORE

IN MY CAPTOR'S FORGOTTEN LAND

ALL LIFE SHALL TURN BACK TO ITS PRIMAL STATE

ANIMALS THAT BOW TO THEIR GOD

SERVITUDE tO THAT WHICH COULD CONQUER THE STAR

TO THE AXIOM!!!

HERE YOU STAND

AS THE FORCES OF (SOMETHING) BEYOND YOU

CASTS YOUR LAND OF DREAMING

INTO THE COSMIC DARK

MAN AND BEAST ARE ALL ONE

UNDERNEATH MY ULTIMATE THUMB

WITNESS THE DEATH OF HOPE'S FINAL SPARK

[Now Welcome to Elfilis ASMR]

IM THE STORM THAT APPROACHES

YoURE BUT ANTS TO MY BLADE

YOU RESIST LIKE ROACHES

BUT LIKE EVERYTHING YOULL FADE

AS THE DRUMS OF WAR BEAT

AS YOUAY DOWN BLEEDIMG

I SHALL FINALLY (REPEAT??? IDK STOP BEING BRITISH)

RETRIBUTION FOR YOUR MEDLEY

THERE'LL NEVER BE ROOM

FoR THOSE WHO STAY STRONG

SO YOULL MEET YOUR DOOM

TO THE STARS ERELONG

LAY DOWN ILL GRANT YOU

DEATJ SO SWEET AND PAINLESS

DO NOT SEE THIS WAR THOUGHT

GIVE AN ACQUIANCE

KNEEL BEFORE ME AS HEAVEN STANDS

A SIGN OF YOUR INEXORABLE END

SIMPLE BEINGS LIKE YOU CANT COMPREHEND

MY CRUSADE OF BLOOD

RuN AWAAAAAAY

BUT YOU CAN NEVER ESCAPE THE SPEAR OF FATE

TWO BEINGS COLLIDE ABSORB ASSIMILATE

YOUR FATE IS MARKED IN BLOOD SO BEHOLD MY RESPLENDANCE

AS I CAST TO NIGHT THIS NEW WORLD

OOOOOOOOOOO

OOOOOOO

OWALDTJJWDLTJWDLRI

STILL YOU FIGHT ON

STILL YOU REBEL

THIS WORLD IS GOOONE

WHY THEN DO YOU CLING TO THIS HEEEEEELL

[Welcome back to Elfilis ASMR: the squeaquel]

SO BE IT SO BE IT SO ˢᴼ ᴮᴱ ᴵᵀ

LET THEM DIG YOUR GRAVE

IN A

🇬🇧FORGOTTEN LAHND🇬🇧

WHERE

NONE SHALL REMEMBER YOU

NONE SHALL REMEMBER YOU

NONE SHALL REMEMBER YOU

NONE SHALL REMEMBER YOU

[I love their british echoes]

THIRTY YEARS AND HERE WE ARE

BLOOD AND TEARS AND HERE WE ARE

WORDS THAT GRATE INTO THE RECESSES OF MIND

NOW HERE WE ARE TO EXTERMINATE YOU KIIIIIIND

STOLE MY NAME AND POWER LOCKED ME IN THE TOWER [ok Rapunzel]

LEFT ME TO ROT IN A PRISON OF THOUGHT

READY TO BRIMG ABOUT THE FINAL HOUR

[Here we go!]

RUN RUN CHILD

WHAT COME WHAT MAY

[Everyone cheers]

TWO PLANETS COLLIDE

ON YOUR FINAL DAAAAAY

TORN APART BY GRAVITYS HAND

ASHES SCATTER ACROSS

🇬🇧FORGOTTEN LAHND🇬🇧

TAKE YOUR FINAL BREATH

GAZE UPON

THE RECKONING OF THE FREEE WILL OF THE MULTIVERSE

THE CHAINS OF GOD

FALL AND FREE ME OF MY CURSE

OF TJE TORMENT MAN

DARED TO IMPOSE ON MY REFULGENCE

I SHALL SUBJUGATE YOUR NEW WORLD

ALL RETURNS TO MATTER I SHATTER THE SkY

LOOK ME IN THE EYES

AS TWO PLANETS APPROACH THE LIMIT OF DESTRUCTION WORLDS OLD AND NEW IN FIRE SHALL DIE

[elfilisfuckingdies.mp4]

MY CONQUEST WONT BE DETERR3ED BY YOU

THE GOD OF WAR WILL HAVE THEIR LONG DUUEEEEE

[du-dududududu du-dududududu du-dududududu du-dududududu]

STILL YOU FIGHT YOY YEARN FOR HOME

EVEN WHEN YOURE ALL ALONE

IF YOU WANT YOUR HOME SO BADLY THEN

VERY WELL!

ILL CONDEMN YOU

AND YOUR LAND OF DREAMS TO HELL

SOAR THE SKY IN FIRE

SALT THE EARTH RETIRE

YOUR RESTSTENCE COSTS YOU THE WORLD UOU HOLD DEAR

SEE WHAT COMES FROM DEFYING MY SPEAR

RUN RUN CHILD

YOU CANT RUN LONG

[Everyone cheers]

THE PLANETS' DESTRUCTION

IS YOUR FINAL SOOOONG

WITNESS WHAT COMES OF YOUR LAST STAND

BURY YOUR NEW HOPE IN TJIS FORGOTTEN LAND

TAKE YOUR FINAL BREATH

GAZE UPON

THE LIGHT OF THE DEATHNOF THE GODLY STAR

YOUR DREAMS ARE GONE GoNE

WATCH THEM FADE FROM THIS LAND FROM.AFAR

STRUGGLE AS YOU MIGJT

WITH THE VEHICELZ OF THE FALLEN

yOU WILL PERISH TO THIS NEW WOOORLD

ALL RETURN TO MATTER I SHATTER THE SKY

LOOK ME IN THE EEEEYE

AS TWO PLANETS APPROACH THE LIMIT OF DESTRUCTION

WORLDS OLD AND NEW IN FIRE SHALL DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[elfilisfuckingdiesagain.mp4]

✨️My spirit never shall lose its way, for chaos rises another day✨️

#BRITISH RAT #temporary talking tag #gatorade

[zalrb]

first off: thank you so much for writing this. i was really hoping youd go for the sirebond fanfic, so your effort is GREATLY appreciated! now let's get to the actual fanfic!

starting off with passionate stelena sex, BLISS! 😍

"Elena woke up with a gasp and when she blinked in the unfamiliar surroundings of her motel room and realized Stefan wasn't beside her, that gasp shuddered out to a sob. She curled onto the bed, gripping the scratchy sheets, and heaved violently as the cries wracked her body."

"She couldn't stand feeling like this. Like there was a slow tearing in her mind, in her very core that had yet to rip her completely apart. She never thought she'd feel this kind of pain again and she thought that it might kill her.

But she couldn't go back.

Staying away was the only way to keep her and Stefan alive."

OH MY GOD... my current facial expression is really similar to this:

LIKE....

LOL rebekah secretly being the biggest stelena stan is just so accurate. its funny cause i can really relate to her admiration for them. stelena is ultimate couple goals

"It would be sickening if it weren't so sincere. Elena's body was weakening, her breathing becoming more and more laborious but Rebekah could see that even in the midst of a physical breakdown, she was at peace. Being next to Stefan, choosing Stefan had made her at peace.

"No matter what happens," she was saying. "It's the best choice I ever made."

the fact that she has absolutely zero regrets despite the fact that choosing him led to her death... I CANT WITH STELENA. THEYRE TOO BEAUTIFUL. MY HEART CANT HANDLE IT

"Damon stared up at her for a second before he pushed her off him and got up in one, smooth motion then stormed off. She followed him, knowing Stefan would find Matt and take care of him. She could trust him to do that. She could trust him with anything."

"Elena shook her head at him, almost relieved in how pointless this all was. "I do know that. And I also know that you never got it and if you don’t get it now, you never will," she said. "I could never have had those things if Matt died. It would have never been the life I wanted without him alive. And you can’t think that far ahead to see that. Stefan can."

I AM LIVING FOR THIS

"Damon narrowed his eyes at her.  "Was it ever really a choice?" he asked. "Between him and me?"

Elena bit her lip. "No."

L M F A O !!!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

ELENA IS RUTHLESS. damon is garbage that got trashed

She sighed then said softly, "You don't love me, Damon."

He glared at her. "Don't try to make yourself feel better."

"That's not what I'm doing." She made a soft exasperated noise. "Look at what you were about to do to one of my oldest friends. I chose to save his life and you were about to take it, you were about to spit in the face of my choice. You..." she shrugged. "You don't consider anything I want, you don't take my feelings into account, you just do whatever you want because you need me to be alive for you."  Elena spoke calmly and simply, as if she were explaining something to a child, which only seemed to inflame Damon. "And I - I get it but ... that ..." She shook her head. "That isn't love, Damon, that's obsession. Like with Katherine."

"You loved her for over a century, Damon, you carried her for over a hundred years, and then you came to town and ripped it apart for her, and she didn't care." Elena watched as the pain of the memory flitted across his face. “What did you do with all of that? Where did it all go?"

YES TO ALL OF THIS!!! thats one of my biggest issues with show. damon moves on from katherine SO QUICKLY after a whole fucking century of obsession. so, just like that, hes over her? bitch please. its so dumb. to be fair though... it wouldnt be. itd actually be brilliant if the show didnt try to gaslight us into thinking that damon was genuinely over her and then madly in love with elena. cause he was neither of those things. he basically transplanted his obsession onto elena. which is why he doesnt respect her as a person. i dont think he ever even explains what he likes about her. damons feelings for elena would be a great commentary on toxic patterns in romantic relationships like obsession, idealization, etc. but the show doesnt address any of this in a meaningful way. love that youre doing it though!

YES TO ALL OF THIS!!! thats one of my biggest issues with show. damon moves on from katherine SO QUICKLY after a whole fucking century of obsession. so, just like that, hes over her? bitch please. its so dumb. to be fair though… it wouldnt be. itd actually be brilliant if the show didnt try to gaslight us into thinking that damon was genuinely over her and then madly in love with elena. cause he was neither of those things. he basically transplanted his obsession onto elena. which is why he doesnt respect her as a person. i dont think he ever even explains what he likes about her. damons feelings for elena would be a great commentary on toxic patterns in romantic relationships like obsession, idealization, etc. but the show doesnt address any of this in a meaningful way. love that youre doing it though!

Exactly this, though!

I had a post about it where I was like everything Damon likes about Elena is about what she can do for him

So I was like, I think it would be interesting if Elena kind of re-realizes this with the clarity of a life-changing event where she's just like ... it's not just that I don't love you, you don't love me.

[blueempty]

Plants instead of sky today, it was rain cloudy out tho

I did go outside but I was playing in dirt for 2 hours so I didnt have my phone at the ready. But these are the Target succulents I got on my birthday. They were way more rootbound than I expected so I had to kinda tear them apart and leave a lot of their old soil in the new pots but it went pretty well overall. I ran out of succulent mix so two of them got regular flower mix with a bunch of perlite added, I hope thats good enough. But I added perlite and neem oil to all of them to make sure they drain good and no gnats get into the roots. Then I blasted the crassula (tall guy) with oil too cuz it had a little of what looked like it couldve been white mold. I dont think it was but I just wanted to be safe since theyre going in my room. Theyre separated from the other guys tho

So I did all that and read a bunch of Dungeon Meshi. I think I'm getting close to the end. A big thing has just occurred with Marcille and thats probably all i need to say if you know. I really like Fleki from the elf group shes cute. That continues to be really good, I'll probably have more to say when I'm done

I also played Splatoon with my friend for the first time inna while and the new Salmon run stage is actually really fun and good for once but I have lost all my turf war and salmon skill. Which I'm fine with cuz I like side order way more than the rest of the game now. We were watching Maximilian Dood play FF7 Rebirth too and that game looks just as bad as the first oneeeeeee

But yeah I probably wont get to much japanese or drawing like I wanted to tonight. I really gotta go to bed normallercuz I have to go into work tomorrow. The world will not give me a break from one day weekends and it is seriously grinding my brain to a nub, but we stay s-sillyy

Peace and Long Life

#thoughtposting #succulents

[anxiousgaypanicking]

Begging

!a series of me uploading the kinktober fics/drabbles i made years ago because i didnt back in 2020 for some fuckin reason. if these are bad/poor quality its because theyre old, and ive improved since then :)!

Royality (Roman x Patton) Day 17: Begging Warnings: roleplay, blowjobs/facefucking, leg humping, exhibitionism, bondage, crying

Roman was forced to his knees in front of a thrown, in a giant room crowded with people. His hands were bound together behind his back, tied tightly with rope that was cutting into his skin. There were murmurs rippling across the crowd. Roman tried to ignore them, but focusing on what was in front of him wasn't much easier.

Patton had his legs spread apart, and was sitting with his elbows resting on his knees, and his head in his hands. He was looking down at Roman with a grin, a sparkle in his eyes.

A small crown sat crooked atop his head, and Roman's eyes momentarily glanced up towards it, before looking back towards Patton.

"My king," Roman rushed out, meeting Patton's eyes just for a second, before he bows his head and looks at the floor.

Patton tsks at Roman's words, and Roman can only imagine the look Patton's giving him right now.

"I can't believe you'd betray my like this, Roman," Patton says, voice unnaturally cold. "You were to be my prince. Tsk. But those ideas running through your head..." Patton tuts, leaning down and grabbing Roman's chin, forcing him to look up at his king.

"I think you need to be put back in your place, wouldn't you agree?" Patton asks, although he gives Roman no time to answer, instead pulling him closer by his hair.

Roman's eyes widen as his face is positioned between Patton's legs.

"My- my king," Roman tries to speak, but Patton shushes him, instead tugging down his own pants just enough for his half-hard cock to spring out. Roman gulps as he looks at the size, eyes glancing nervously between it and Patton's face.

"This okay?" Patton asks, quietly, momentarily breaking character, and Roman's quick to nod.

"Yes, my king," he then assures, verbally. He twists his head slightly, catching sight of some of the people in the room. All staring at their king, and the pathetic man who was kneeling at his feet. A shiver coursed through Roman's body at the idea of them watching him.

Patton's hand in his hair pulls Roman's face forward, pulling him out of his own mind.

"Open wide, Ro," Patton coos, and Roman does as he says, opening his mouth for Patton's cock. Patton's slowly pulls his face forward, Roman's mouth wrapping around the head of Patton's cock. He licks over the slit, and listens happily to Patton's small moan of pleasure.

Patton's hand tightens in Roman's hair, and he lets out a small breathy laugh, piquing Roman's interest. He looks up at his king, meeting Patton's smug gaze.

"Oh, sweetheart, that's not what's happening," Patton says, before forcing Roman down on his cock. Roman gags, tears pricking his eyes, unable to use his hands to steady himself as they were locked behind his back. He moans, though, clearly aroused at the thought of Patton continuing to use him.

Under his breath, Patton was muttering soft and encouraging words. Things that sounded more like him. He held Roman's head in place for a few seconds, Roman swallowing around Patton's cock. His tongue ran over the underside of the shaft, determined to please Patton while he was letting him.

That didn't last for long, however, as Patton pulled his head back, before thrusting back into his mouth. Roman moaned, keeping his head as still as he could so Patton could continue to fuck into his mouth with ease.

And Patton did just that. Thrusting in and out of Roman's mouth, holding Roman still by his hair so he was unable to do anything but take it.

Patton moaned and whined as he thrusted, babbling praise under his breath, quiet enough for only Roman to hear, which in turn caused Roman to moan around his cock. Roman attempted to roll his hips against the floor, the minimal friction not doing anything to help soothe the aching erection in his pants. He'd ask Patton to help him if his throat wasn't occupied.

He whines as Patton continues mercilessly thrusting into his throat, a tear rolling down his face from gagging.

"Oh, baby," Patton says, back arching as he moans. "Ro, you're doing so good, God, I love your pretty mouth."

Roman moans again, attempting to grind his hips against the air. Maybe it was embarrassing he was hard just from sucking Patton off, but he couldn't help it. He liked being used, and he loved that Patton was so quick to just use him.

He continues thrusting into Roman's mouth, before he forced Roman's head all the way down on his cock, coming without warning. He kept Roman's head down, forcing him to swallow his semen, before he releases Roman's head, allowing him to pull away. More tears were flowing down his face, and Patton's come was dripping down his chin, but he looked blissful. So did Patton, who was gently running his fingers through Roman's hair.

"You did so good," he coos, tucking his cock back into his pants. "And you look so pretty, on your knees in front of me. That's where you belong, baby."

Roman whines, and Patton smiles softly as he pulls him in for a quick kiss.

He then notices the bulge in Roman's pants, which he's trying to grind against the air. Patton grins.

"Do you want to get off, Ro?" Patton asks, hand coming down to cup Roman's face, and Roman's quick to nod.

"Please, my king, I need to so bad," Roman whines, leaning into Patton's hand. Patton hums in thought, as if he's debating letting Roman, and Roman opens his eyes wide, as if to plead.

And, Patton couldn't just say no to his baby in his time of need.

"Okay, Ro," Patton says, and Roman smiles. He expects Patton to untie him, maybe even lift him off the ground and let him get off on Patton's lap.

But, instead, Patton moves his leg and slots it between Roman's legs, pressing up against his bulge. Roman's face flushes as he realizes what Patton's implying, and once again his eyes dart across the room, and over the waves of people watching them.

Roman already looked pathetic, with a messy red face and his now tangled hair, but he'd look even more pathetic grinding against Patton's leg like a mutt.

"My- my king," Roman stammered, avoiding Patton's gaze. From the corner of his eye, he could tell Patton was grinning.

"What? You said you wanted to get off, Ro, and I don't allow just anyone to get off with me," Patton says. "You should feel honored I'm letting you have even my leg."

Roman gulps, before hesitantly grinding against Patton's shin. He let out a quiet moan at the action, before nervously glancing up at Patton, who was smiling down at him.

"See? Doesn't that feel so good?" Patton encourages, rubbing his leg against Roman's bulge, Roman grinding harder against Patton's leg in response. "Don't worry about other people watching, Ro, they've all already seen what an eager boy you've can be. Have you forgotten that you were just choking on my cock?"

Roman whines, rolling his hips against Patton's leg, biting his lower lip.

How he longed to use his hands, if not to palm or stroke himself, then to at least steady himself against Patton's leg.

But alas, he had to get off with his hands bound together behind his back. He buried his face in Patton's leg, as he slowly continued to grind against it. He didn't want to look at Patton's face out of embarrassment, but he could feel Patton's hand gently stroking his hair, as if praising him.

Of course, Patton continued to praise him verbally, too.

"Such a good boy. This is your place, isn't it? Being good, on your knees. You had a silly idea, didn't you. Just a dumb thought that you acted upon because of impulsiveness, but this is where you belong. Tell me it's where you belong."

"This is where I belong, my- my king," Roman moans. "On my knees, for y-you."

"That's right, baby." He lightly tugs on Roman's hair, Roman grinding down faster on Patton's leg, his face bright red. He felt warmth pool in his stomach, and he whined.

"My king, I'm close, can I come? Please?" Roman asks, continuing to grind against Patton. He doesn't receive an answer, and he whines. "My king, please-" Roman begs again, only for Patton to tug his hair back.

"I wanna see your pretty face, Ro," Patton says, and Roman whimpers. "Come for me."

Roman lets out a moan, coming in his pants at Patton's command, continuing to grind against his leg through his orgasm. When his high eventually fades, the world around them melts away, and Patton's sitting on Roman's bed, with Roman kneeling at his feet. All the people that were watching them have disappeared too.

Patton gets off the bed and kneels down, undoing the ropes that had tied Roman's hands together. He brings Roman's wrists to his lips, pressing soft kisses against the lacerations.

"Are you okay, my prince?" Patton asks, softly, helping Roman stand. Roman nods, pressing a kiss to Patton's lips, who happily returns it.

"Yeah, I'm wonderful."

"Did you have fun?"

"Yes, Pat," Roman answers, pulling Patton in for a hug. "I would like to shower, though. I'm feeling a tad... uncomfortable." He shifts his weight awkwardly, being reminded that there was still semen in his pants.

Patton snorts. "Okay, Ro, let's go shower."

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