#<- not a hot take at all. like that shit is cold

[moonstruckme]

hiiiii mae!! hope ur having a good day/night, i was wondering if you would do a emt!marauders (or just remus) fic with a reader who maybe has past medical trauma or something so she really hates going to the doctors and avoids unplanned visits at all costs and one day she gets hurt doing something and she tells herself she’s fine but she’s really not (maybe she has like a concussion or something) and she tries to tell the boys she’s okay and she doesn’t need to go to the hospital but they’re like “yes you do u literally don’t know what day it is” and she kinda starts freaking out and they comfort her????

so sorry if you’ve done something like this you’ve written a LOT of fics (which is amazing i love them all) and i haven’t gotten the chance to read them all yet! anyways hope you have a great day i love ur fics so much!!!!!!

Thank you for your request, love you <3

cw: concussion, hospital mention, implied medical fear/past trauma

emt!marauders x fem!reader ♡ 770 words

“This is supposed to be the sort of thing that only happens to old ladies,” Sirius mutters. “Look at James, dollface.” 

James’ smile is encouraging. “He knows he’s full of shit. We see people fall in showers all the time, it’s not an age thing. You don’t have to be geriatric for soap to be slippery.” 

You know, distantly, that they’re both trying to keep things light for your benefit, but their playacting isn’t helping you. You feel trapped, backed into a corner, and your lovely boyfriends who only want the best for you feel like your captors. 

Sirius clicks off the light he was shining in your eyes just as Remus comes back with your clothes. They exchange a look you don’t like. 

“Here, sweetheart, put this on.” Remus helps you get a sweatshirt over your head, extra careful to hold the collar away from the aching bump on the back of your head. 

You stand from the bed bemusedly as he starts putting your sweatpants on for you, too. You don’t love the vibe of all this coddling, either; the boys are usually only this delicate with you when they’re very concerned, very pitying, or both. 

“What’s going on?” you ask, though you already know. It’s not as if you would usually hang about in your towel all night after a shower, but they’re getting you dressed for a reason. 

James’ brows twitch together sympathetically. Sirius’ voice is gentle. “Baby, we need to go get your head looked at.” 

Your upset blooms fast and hot, tears choking you. “Why?” 

“You have a concussion, sweet girl. It seems fairly bad already, and it could get worse.” 

“But you’re…you always say hospitals can’t even do anything for those.” You know you sound childish, whiny and difficult, but you can’t help yourself. Your boyfriends don’t seem to hold it against you. James rubs your arm while Remus pulls your socks on with sweet, lingering touches. A tear squeezes out of your eye. “Why do I have to go?” 

“You’re right, there’s not much they can do,” says Remus. His voice is calm and even, a balm to your frazzled nerves. “But a concussion can be dangerous, and without tests we won’t know how dangerous it is or if there’s anything they can help with.” 

“That’s all we’re going for, angel,” James says lightly. “Just some tests. It won’t take terribly long, and we can stay with you most of the time.” 

You’re hardly hearing him, shaking your head despite the way it aches. More tears crest your cheeks, your breaths wet and quick. “Can’t we wait and go tomorrow?”

“Oh, sweetheart.” James takes your hand, squeezing your fingers. “We can’t, my love, but it’s going to be okay.” 

“I really can’t.” You pull your hand from his, wiping underneath your eyes. Your hair is still wet from the shower, cold seeping into your fresh sweatshirt. “I can’t do it. Please don’t make me.” Your voice chokes into a quiet squeak on the last few words. 

Remus coos and sits beside you on the bed, wrapping you up in a hug. You cry into his shoulder as he rocks you gently, murmuring against the side of your head. “Please,” you try again. 

He holds you closer. “I know, darling.” His voice is a low whisper. “I know it’s hard for you, and I know it’s scary, but we’ll be there with you. It’s not going to be as bad as you’re thinking. What we’re going for is really very simple, and Sirius can explain it to you on the way, hm? You’ll be alright.” 

When you calm some, he goes to warm the car, passing you off to Sirius and James to get your shoes on. 

“Nothing’s gonna happen to you, baby,” Sirius promises, kissing the shell of your ear as he walks you outside. His arm is heavy around your shoulders and James is quick to take your hand after locking the door behind you, bolstering you for what’s ahead. “You think we’re gonna let you get hurt? This is going to be the easiest hospital visit you ever had. We run this place, they’ll have us in and out.” 

“I wouldn’t say we run it,” Remus says drily as you three pile into the backseat. “More like we engage with it, in twelve hour shifts, four to five times a week.” 

“But we do have lots of friends,” James chips in. 

“Exactly.” Sirius busies himself with wiping the last of your tears while James gets your seatbelt on. “Like the radiographer at Bellevue. You’ll see, baby. We’ve got you covered.”

[theoccultz]

How will your future spouse pursue you ?

Ok you guys the series is finally here

All of my pacs are queer friendly

It can be anyone, your s/o or your longterm connection

Pics and dividers not mine , credits to their rightful owners @/saradika

Apologies for any mistakes

Let me know which pile you picked and don't be afraid to express your thoughts (:

Pile l . Pile ll. Pile lll.

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For this series if you have any topic suggestion let me know I'll include it

>>> | Queen of swords , 4of wands , 5 of cups |

This person is gonna be competitive for your attention , they dont fall in love easily and when they do its ride or die , they are your typical bad boy stereotype that you see in the movies , they are someone who knows they are the best in the room this person's self esteem & self concept is amazing, their confidence speak for itself, they are someone who has seen a lot of things in life and their way of getting to you is very simple and straightforward, maybe in the past people weren't as actively pursuing you as you would love them too but this person is not like this , they are on your face they know they want you and they're gonna be sincere & upfront about it , this person is generally very quiet and people have a lot of ridiculous assumptions about them like they're a player etc etc but best believe me they're really not what others think of him , this person is hot asf , you could be a very stubborn person who takes decision carefully about their life and this will stress them out n,ot in a way to deceit anyone but they know they have to prove everyone wrong so that you see them truly for who they are awww:(

Anyways this person is very masculine in nature , they are gonna act as a mentor and a caregiver, you want this ? I got it , you need this ? Its on me ....and you're like wtf i can do that myself but its just their way to make you feel special , this person does not do that for everyone if they are doing 50% for you then they are gonna do 20% for their friends its like they value your connection a lot and they don't want you to feel like you're just like everyone else in their life , this person is gonna defend you in every situation be it with their family or friends they dont give a shit , this person is also very keen on you they notice everything about you , how you care for people what you like to wear so their another hobby will be gift giving they are very thoughtful and they'd love to make you smile . The four of wands with the five of cups rx is very much i don't want to see them sad , i don't want them to doubt our connection, i want to put efforts for them , i want to do SO much that this person never feel less about themselves, i feel like being with this person , one of the best things about them ...that you're gonna like is they are deadly whatever they do its 100% efforts they dont like to tease their partner even in a slightest way because they know words can stick with a person forever so they're very mindful ,people can envy this the most about you guys its like no one can say anything bad abt my partner if you're gonna be passive then i might play this game as well , they could have a scorpio mercury or virgo so whatever they say is gonna hurt the other person because scorpions and virgos are known for their details , they study people very deeply , whatever they say hold meaning.

This person is definately that cold hearted girl/ guy or you are because i'm picking up on this black cat energy from you and cats do not chose their owners instantly neither do they love everyone. I Also picked up on a very rockstar appearance like long hairs , leather jacket, ripped jeans , its so cool , they remind me of early 2000's era

How will they pursue you : competitively , your friends post you every week ?? ...i'm gonna post you everyday its that kind of person lol , the back of the deck I usually take that as an overall energy is ace of pentacle which is a very stable and set energy in its own so whatever they do , they do it to achieve victory , to be recognised, to show you that they are the shit (;

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For this series if you have any topic suggestion let me know I'll include it

| 10 of cups , strength, four of swords |

Ok so this is our cool guy /girl lmao

Even though they will be putting in efforts to pursue you , you shouldn't know that they are doing that , i feel like they will be pursuing you from the get go like this person on a random monday evening will just accept i have feelings for this person and i want them , now this person will try to make it seem like its all a coincidence, this could be a leo mercury or gemini they try to entertain people with their words but their words hold honesty which people cant always catch so they will try to make you feel comfortable like you should feel happy in their presence and it will satisfy them and they will replay this in their mind at night like oh this person laughed at my joke they touched me i made them happy and it brings a smile on their face , they might say or do things which will make you laugh take a scenario like OH ...and you're like what happened and this person is like deja vu darling i think we belong together the universe knows and its so cheesy but its also so cute , they like to break this barrier between you guys , this person will be friendly towards you , they will flirt with you , they're also very spontaneous and a little bit tricky they love to play with you , lets say you guys have a dinner plan and you're excited you're dressed up you have already reached the venue but they will purposefully show up late and when you text them they're like WHAT...? We had plans ? but they are just joking they are alrdy at the venue waiting for you to see them , they might even joke with you like oh i have 5 kids to feed ofcourse i'm late & its a very playfully banter , you play along like YOU match their freak ... its ridiculous you wanna be mad at them but you can't but i understand your feelings pile 2 and i validate 🙂‍↔️✋🏽

I really think this person is gonna steal your parents love like 😭✋🏽they are the favourite child now , this person has a tendency to play cool like they dont wanna give in first..... they want you to give in first its kind of a cute ego idk , let's take a scenario they say "love you " and you're like where's my " I LOVE YOU " and they're like yes "I LOVE YOU TOO" so petty 😭 they have this natural ability to piss you off , this is the type of person when someone would ask you guys ..."so who confessed first ??...they're gonna jump in like ofcourse it was them , they were crazy about me like you dont know i had to give in but its not true its the opposite. So as you can already guess their ass ? Dramatic ...but you cant say they are dramatic because they are gonna be MORE dramatic about it .

How will they pursue you ? With fear because i feel like they will mask their desire to make you theirs with humour you could start off as friends or colleagues so they cant be very open about their feelings because they feel like you are not focused on love and you might reject them so it's their little cute tactics to get to your heart yeah but they are gonna be very anxious about it they could even suffer from inferiority complex.

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🫀Pile lll.

For this series if you have any topic suggestion let me know I'll include it

• 3ofcoins, wheel of fortune rx , seven of swords rx •

This person will absolutely be focused on providing comfort to you whether it be emotional or sexual , they love to do things with you they love to hang out with you , they creatively express themselves, they are someone who's gonna listen to your rants they are gonna embrace every flaw & every good thing about you , you are gonna feel exposed in their presence there's something about this person knowing you more than you know them , they really love to spend time with you , i'm seeing this person pushing you towards better goals like your life is gonna improve being with them ,this person will be very happy for your success, they are gonna put you on pedestal they think you are more lovable than them and you deserve more than them and i can confidently say they'll always love you more than you love them its very sweet but also sad , they have insecurities yet they are here trying to soothe your heart, they are gonna apologise first its like they dont wanna lose you they know how to keep a connection you wouldn't need to worry this is a connection where you can let yourself just be you aint gonna walk on eggshells, they are mature , i feel like this person cannot express themselves through words so they prefer to write to you , take you to places with them , praise you infornt of others , make you something, i feel like this persons love is comforting and sweet , you are their equal and they want you to feel like that.

This person will definately engage more in your life , they are gonna be supportive towards you like a best friend, they will overgive to you , they can even say stuff like ...." as long as i'm here i'm gonna be there for you ".....they will hold your hand while you walk they will listen to your problems, they will embrace your silly nature , take you out , spend time with you " i'm getting this line you came and the other one is like you called " it went viral on tiktok i think its from a movie but yeah the energy is very much sweet

Oh you guys this is so sweet , you guys dont speak the same language? They're gonna learn for you we have that kind of person here , you know when they are in love they get hearty eyes it shows on their face and in their behaviour, those sneaky eye contacts , those blush when you are mentioned, the sincerity in their words ,its all there .

How they're gonna pursue you ? Its very passionate and being Passionate does not mean always having hots for each other and that is exactly how they will make you feel , you feel this wholeness i'm having a hard time describing it...its so divine...you know just so grateful and lucky to have a connection like this in this day n age , Yeah 😭this is sooooooo damnnn cuteee i'm scared of this person's energy its very intense , i mean your partner is into worshipping & if you like this then this is definitely your pile (:

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[slxt4chriss]

Take it

“C-Chris, can’t to, to much.” She whined arching her back. “Take it ya fuckin’ slut” he rasped, slamming into her milked out cunt. “Yeah, just like that..”

Warnings: Smutt, Dj and Vj, Thats all bitches!!

A/n: AU blurb!! For my AU Pornstar!Reader &Pornstar!Chris

@bernardsbendystraws - Dividers

We weren’t filming, but we were horny.

“Fuck Chris!” She whined under his rough and cold touch and slamming of hips against hers. “S’to much Chris!” She whined getting overstimulated from the pleasure.

“I don’t fuckin’ care, take it” he groaned rutting into her chasing his own pleasure, minding him own. “Fuck ma m’so close” he groaned picking up speed in a race to ecstasy.

“Shit Chris, I’m cumming” she screamed arching her back and clawing at his forearms, eyes rolling back from pleasure. “Yeah, look at you baby, so fuckin’ hot”

“C-Chris, can’t to, to much.” She whined arching her back. “Take it ya fuckin’ slut” he rasped, slamming into her milked out cunt. “Yeah, just like that..”

”fuck you always feel s’good for me ma” he moaned as he twitched inside of her, filling her with his ropes of cum.

“We should’ve filmed that.” She giggled coming down from her high.

A/n: A blurb for my AU PornStar!Reader & Chris!!! LOVEYAAA

As always

-Stay kind stay hot yall xoxo gossip girl💋

©Slxt4chriss

[sleepymirko]

Bluelock boys reaction to s/o liking winter but (ironically) being very chilly (part 1)

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Featuring Michael Kaiser, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi

Fluff, nothing weird here except Kaiser being slightly suggestive

Let me know if there's errors! Enjoy!

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You and Kaiser have been together for quite a while so it was obvious that he knew about it.

But he just couldn’t help being fascinated every time you got chilly, even in the mildest weather.

"It's not funny" you said narrowing your eyes at Kaiser, who had a shit eating grin on his face.

"It isn't?" He said cocking an eyebrow. "You're wrapped up with two wool blankets and on top of that a duvet. You look like a burrito." He said as he sat closer to you, the sofa feeling strangely smaller now that Michael was awfully close.

"I can't control my body temperature and if I could I wouldn't be in such a state, don't you think?" You said rolling your eyes but smiling faintly, knowing that he was just teasing you.

“Maybe we can change that...” he murmured, locking eyes with you. His grin widened as he saw the flush on your cheeks. “Looks like someone is in the mood,” the cocky soccer player said, lifting you effortlessly.

“Wait, I didn’t say anything...!” you protested, struggling against him, but the blankets wrapped around you acted as an unintentional shield, much to his advantage. The irony.

“Silence is consent, Meine Liebe." he said with a mischievous smirk.

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It was snowing outside. The snowflakes were slowly falling, covering everything in white. Rin swore he never experienced a colder winter than this, and as a soccer player, it spoke volumes.

When you first met, he discovered how much you loved the season, and as time passed, he found himself loving it more than he had anticipated. He knew how easily you got chilly during this time of year, and, deep down, he liked it.

It was a good excuse for him to gatekeep you in the Itoshi household. Call him possessive, but he just couldn't help it.

The only footsteps heard in the house were his, going up and down the kitchen to prepare a hot chocolate for the two of you. You guys agreed on a horror film marathon, and choose various titles, with the majority chosen by you.

When he finally finished preparing the mugs, he walked towards your shared bedroom, where he found you already covered up to your ears, looking out of the window from the bed you were sitting on.

"Here" he said, laying on your hands the hot mug.

"You didn't have to.. thank you" you spoke softly, looking at him sitting next to you, the remote in his hand, ready for the movie marathon to start. In the first few minutes he noticed you shivering slightly and put your head on his shoulder, taking you by surprise.

Neither of you talked; the silent yet genuine gesture was enough to warm up the both of you, as you sank in a comfortable silence.

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The storm was in full swing and you were looking at the snow outside, a warm oversized hoodie enveloping your body and a closed book in your hands that kept you occupied just a few moments ago. Sae watched you from across the room, the fire of the fireplace casting shadows over his stoic features. He had just gotten home from practice, and the warmth was enough to remind him that he was where he belonged, even if he would never admit it.

Because the source of it was the same person that was looking at the snow storm with eyes full of wonder.

One would say that he cared only about football and himself, but it wasn't the truth as without a word he walked over, your shivering not going unnoticed as his brows furrowed slightly.

Wordlessly, he draped his own coat over your shoulders, the familiar scent and warmth of him enveloping you. You looked up surprised, meeting his steady gaze.

"You're going to catch a cold even with all these clothes." He simply said, his tone uneven but the glimmer of his eyes betraying him as you spotted a hint of concern in his gaze.

"Thank you.."

"Still cold?"

You looked up surprised and nodded, not able to hide your small smile as Sae sighed.

"Let's go to the fireplace then. If you're still cold even there I'll take you to the hospital." He said, and you rolled your eyes but took his hand as he led you to the couch that was perfectly placed in front of the fireplace.

The heat of the flames warmed your body, but your heart was already warmed by the coldest man you had ever loved.

Let me know if there's some errors! Thank you for reading!

[muqingfx]

Heyyyy

Idk why I'm sharing this with you specifically but...

Can you imagine a scenario where mu qing gets cursed where he gets like super cold and after a certain amount of time will turn to ice (think of frozen) but he'll survive if he warms up. Aka fengqing cuddles ♥️♥️

gonna write a short drabble

Metal meets rotten flesh as Mu Qing flings his zhanmadao at the infernal ghost.

"Got you," Mu Qing whispers under his breath. He's fatigued after endless pursuits and perpetual clashes; the ribbon that usually holds his dark hair in place has fallen off, resulting in messy strands carpeting his head and obscuring his line of vision. His breathing is rough and robes tattered, but finally, finally, he has the damn ghost beneath him, shuddering and seething under his blade.

Mu Qing's eyes widen as he's propelled meters back by a gush of frigid wind that chills his godly skin. Ah, nevermind. He spoke too soon. When has it ever been easy?

His precious zhanmadao is pulled away from his grip, flying off and plummeting to the ground with a loud thud. Although Mu Qing had tried to keep his eyes on the ghost, the pest had somehow evaded his vigilance. From behind him, Mu Qing hears footsteps of not one, but at least a hundred creatures closing in on him. His head rivots to look behind and there's a whole damn army of ghosts.

"Shit," Mu Qing curses. He takes in his wearied state and distance saber. "Shit, shit," he curses some more. The little nuisances jump around, squealing and yelling as they make their way to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing, a martial god. What the hell? He's a martial god, dammit. Who do these little shits think they are?

He lifts his arm and creates a swirl of spiritual energy on his palm, the golden orb illuminating the dark sky. He thrusts his hand forward, watching gleefully as the little shits scream in agony. To finish it off, Mu Qing scurries to retrieve his zhanmadao and slices through multiple ghosts at once. The rest is suspiciously uncomplicated, considering the hassle he had to go through to get here, and the ghosts are all eliminated in moments.

The silence is deafening after Mu Qing stamps out the last one, excluding the soft hoots of an owl. But then Mu Qing realizes something fairly unusual: he's really fucking cold.

"What the fuck are you wearing, nutcase?" Feng Xin snorts out a laughter as soon as Mu Qing walks into his work chambers. Through the spritual array, they had decided on a meeting regarding the Southern region's welfare.

"Shut up," Mu Qing hisses, "I'm cold."

"Yeah? It's the middle of summer."

"Get to business, Ju Yang. Where are the reports?" He fixes the cloth around his neck. It's been two days since his encounter with the army of ghosts, and each hour since then felt like his body heat was being sucked out of him. "And get me some hot tea."

Feng Xin glares at him but says nothing, reaching for the unorganized scrolls on his worktop. He hands them over to Mu Qing, who accepts it with shaking hands. When Feng Xin's gaze lingers a second too long, Mu Qing swats at his face with the scrolls.

"Motherfucker," Feng Xin mutters, but still has decency to invite Mu Qing to sit down on his divan. "It's tranquil. For now."

Mu Qing nods. "Villages are undisturbed. Temples aren't being messed with. Ghosts are out of sight. Prayers are not too bothersome." He shuffles the scrolls. "Is that all?”

Offering a hum of confirmation, Feng Xin lays out the teapot and cups on the table. The warm steam from the served tea has Mu Qing resisting the urge to hover his hands over the spout. He doesn’t. Obviously.

“Have you been on any missions recently?” Feng Xin asks around a mouthful of wafers.

“What? That’s none of your concern. Yes. A few days ago. Don’t speak with your mouth full.”

Feng Xin swallows down his food quickly. “You did? How did it go?”

“Stop prying. It went fine.” He closes his eyes and sips his tea, indulging in it’s heat.

A stupid pout forms on Feng Xin’s face. “I haven’t been on a mission in ages—”

“I do not care.”

“—so I’ve been cooped up in here, answering prayers.”

Mu Qing sets his half-empty teacup down and glares at the oaf sitting in front of him. “Why is it so cold in here?”

Said oaf’s eyebrows scrunch into a frown. “Cold? Mu Qing, it’s fucking sweltering. Are you sick?”

“I don’t get sick.”

“Stubborn prick. You’re wearing like, four robes.”

Instantly, Mu Qing’s hands raised up to clutch at his layers of clothing. “Judging bitch.”

But Feng Xin doesn’t get riled up and start yelling and cursing like he usually would. His brows draw in together as if i were concerned, and his eyes rake over the length of Mu Qing’s figure. “Are you cursed? Just what type of ghost did you fight?”

“I’m not cursed.” He’s not. Yes, his symptoms started, strangely, after his confrontation with the ghost. So what? Coincidences happen. And he’s just cold. That's literally it.

“Mu Qing.” Feng Xin’s own tone leaves no room for argument. Both official are no less obstinate than the other.

“I’m not cursed! The ghost I fought with used the element of snow. There. Happy? Cretin.”

Feng Xin’s jaw clenches, an impatient glint in his eyes. “Snow? You’re not usually this fucking stupid, Mu Qing.”

Mu Qing jumps to his feet, already grabbing his zhanmadao from his side. “What did you just say?”

“Fucking hell, Mu Qing!” Feng Xin holds his hand up and effectively stops Mu Qing from swinging his saber. “Where the fuck was your head when Ling Wen was explaining this shit?”

“What…”

“She clearly described a savage ghost who could fucking freeze a heavenly official to death.”

Mu Qing pauses. In the back of his head, he indistinctly remembers a warning from Ling Wen.

“Fuck,” Feng Xin cusses, seemingly more stressed than Mu Qing’s himself. “Fucking fuck.”

He grasps Mu Qing’s hand—and then flinches back. “You’re a fucking icicle! Come here.” Carefully, Feng Xin pulls Mu Qing closer to his body, coercing him into a hug. Brawny arms wrap around Mu Qing’s torso and a palm pushes Mu Qing’s face into a warm shoulder,

He sighs in relief when he feels the temperature shoot up.

“Still cold?” Feng Xin’s own tone mutters right into his ear and Mu Qing fucking shivers.

“What do you think? Moron.”

“Don’t be a bitch or I’ll just let you fucking die.”

“Then let me.”

“I need to shut that mouth of yours.”

Mu Qing tears himself away, face flaming. “I’m fine now.” He turns and stomps away, determined to go elsewhere.

Feng Xin doesn’t let him though, snatching his arm and tugging him hard so Mu Qing’s back slams against a firm chest.

"Like fuck you are."

"Let me go." Mu Qing struggles against Feng Xin's vice grip, though his efforts as futile as the bigger man deftly hauls him around the Nan Yang Palace and into his bedchambers.

Feng Xin's bedchambers.

He--considerably gently--tosses Mu Qing onto the soft duvet and throws a sizeable quilt at him. "Get comfy, general."

Mu Qing glowers, though it's half-hearted. But his fury fades into alarm as Feng Xin joins him on the bed.

"What the--what the fuck are you doing?!" he yelps, horrified. He scrambles away, making space between the two bodies.

And once again, Feng Xin effortlessly pulls him back under the quilt. "Shut up and stay still."

Mu Qing freezes, letting Feng Xin maneuver him around as if he were a doll.

"Warm up, fucker." Feng Xin pats both of Mu Qing's cheeks, trying to give it some colour.

"Stop it," Mu Qing hisses. Feng Xin encircles his limbs around Mu Qing's middle, and Mu Qing can only exhale as he lets him.

He lets Feng Xin nuzzles his face into the curve of Mu Qing's neck

He lets Feng Xin's fingers draw slow, soothing circles on his palm.

He let's Feng Xin warm him until he's a ball of fire, melting away his frosty fraud exterior.

[snugg-bugg]

I love the Vengeance saga sm….

so here are my thoughts

NOT SORRY FOR LOVING YOU:

This was SO pretty. Wangui has such a beautiful voice and she added so much depth to the character. But i still HATE Calypso. They could never make me like you Calypso. I liked How Jorge really made her seem like she just never learned how it was wrong to expect love in return regardless of circumstance. Especially the part “Was cast away when I was young

Alone for a hundred years

I had no friends but the sky and sun

So when you washed ashore

I thought for sure that you were my dream come true”

It really did a good job at showing she never learned because she never got a chance to learn these things.

DANGEROUS:

HECK YES HERMES!!! He was so so iconic and I loved how we was just partying while Ody was fighting for his life. My favorite part was defined the Wing Bag. Especially the winions. The melodies just seemed so much darker and serious then the playful tone of Keep Your Friends Close. I also loved the Athena reference at the end. I honestly hope Odysseus doesn’t learn it was her, it would make it so much more tragic.

CHARYBDIS:

This was the song I was looking forward to the most and I was not let down! The musical storytelling was so so good! Everything about it that I imagined is practically exactly what was on the animatic. Also extra points to part of it being done by @anniflamma (i’m not even gonna try to lie, Anni is my favorite Epic Animator) I LOVED the final verse. It was so pretty and Jorge portrayed the Longing of Odysseus SO WELL. I also adored the expectation diversion leading into…

GET IN THE WATER:

First off the Intrumentals starting the song were BEAUTIFUL!!! The piano was so striking and i loved it! Steven Rodriguez is genuinely PERFECT for Poseidon. I’m not gonna lie Poseidon is my favorite Greek God(Blame PJO) and Ruthlessness is actually the song that got me into EPIC. So it was amazing to hear him again. My Blood ran cold during the “Ruthlessness��� Is Mercy Upon… Ourselves” part and I loved the overlapping vocals of the “Die”. And because it’s a bossfight it just has to end with making me cry. The “spirits” of Odysseus’s comrades was so pretty and I think it was my favorite(besides love in paradise ofc) of the “Heartbreaking remembering comrades” moments.

600 STRIKE!!!

1st of holy shit the Wind bag is such a cool Bossfight instrumental. It was so freaking cool(I love all the Wind parts in EPIC). I was a little disappointed by the Visuals, no disrespect to the artist at all! But i just thought the 3d was a little jarring. I truthfully think it would have been a little better if it was 2d. Enough of visual art talk though MUSICAL art talk time! I LOVED the chanting throughout the first-half. It was such a great(I think) wrap up to the Crews story and it also sounded awesome.

600 STRIKE: PART 2(that part)

Steven Rodriguez’s voice is really hot. I just had to get that out of the way. But in all seriousness this is my favorite moment of the Saga. I don’t think 600 strike was my favorite song, that title goes to Get in the Water, but 600 strike is a close 2nd solely based on the epicness of this moment. The way my heart just stopped when Odysseus said “Exactly” was just something I’ll never get over. Also I’m weird and i loved hearing Poseidon in pain.(I like my fav. characters to suffer). Also the overlapping vocals(can i even call poseidon’s part vocals it’s just him screaming in pain) was PHENOMENAL! I especially loved the 2nd “OOoohhhh” I saw someone say that Poseidon likely regenerated around the trident before it was pulled out and that’s engraved in my brain now.

And hot Take.

I think that Poseidon was actually ASKING Odysseus how he sleeps at night. During Monster Ody says “Is he scared that he’s doing something wrong” and I actually think Ody was right. Poseidon’s “I can’t” during Get In The Water seems genuine. I don’t know if it was because He literally couldn’t forgive Ody because of what Ody did, or if He’s is actually just trying to “keep us in check so we respect him, and now no one dares piss him off”. This may just be me over-analyzing/trying to sympathize my fav character but does Poseidon actually wonder if he’s doing something wrong.

And Finally, NEXT TO MY WIFE was actually so FRAKING cold. If someone said that to me i’d be devastated.

Ultimately the Vengeance saga was probably my 2nd favorite saga(after wisdom i just adore god games) Jorge did an AMAZING job with it and I’m so excited to see how much more a monster rawr rawr rawr Ody becomes.

I hope you enjoy my thoughts (:

[prettypinkporkchop]

Hope this new request finds you well 😄

Would you write for Sam or Jared? Do you think they would be super protective of their imprints when they are hurt, sick, pregnant etc? I am missing seeing the cute fluff too and looooonnnngggg! Need to escape my life today with some of my fav wolf pack. You rock boo!

I'll give Sam the man some love today!

HURT: Paul threw the soccer ball into the rocks at the beach, and while you ran to go grab it, Jared accidently shoved you into them, giving you deep gashes in your thigh and leg.

"Ow!" You scream and fall onto the sand.

"Woah! Shit, I'm so sorry!" Jared calls out, stepping closer to you and looking back at Sam.

Sam is running to you. He pushes Jared away. "Move." He growls and then lowers down to you. He softly grabs your leg and sees all of the blood pouring out. "Come here." He tries to stay calm. He lifts you up bridal style.

"Babe, don't be mad at Jared. It was an accid-"

"Shh. I'm taking you to Sue Clearwater. Just relax, baby." He whispers.

He takes you to the clearwater's, and Sue bandages you up. Sam sat beside you the whole time, holding your hand.

"Don't be too hard on, Jared." Sue smiles at Sam.

He just laughs and gives your hand a soft squeeze, letting you know it's going to be hell for him.

After that, you two are at home. The guys are sitting in the kitchen and eating. Sam helps you inside, and you're limping. You make your way to a chair and sit next to Quil. The poor guy side eyes you, not sure on what to say or do.

"Want a bite?" He puts his chicken close to your face.

"Nah. I'm good." You giggle.

"Oh, my boy, Jared." Sam sighs and then grabs his shoulders from behind him.

Jared's eyes widen, and he stops eating. The rest of the guys are laughing.

"No laughing or it's all of you. Rules are, you do NOT step near my lady. If you do, you're my dinner." Sam gives Jared's shoulders a good squeeze.

The laughter stops, and they all look around, trying not to make eye contact and laugh.

That night, while trying to sleep, Sam has a pillow propped under your leg. He's making sure you're comfortable.

He adjusts your pillow. "Is that good?" He looks at you with worry.

"Yes, babe. Thank you." You smile and run your fingers through his hair.

"Is it too cold? Hot?" He asks.

"Mmm. Nope. Just right." You rub his cheek.

"Are you okay to fall asleep?" He lays down beside you. His arm wraps around your waist.

"Yes, I'm okay." You rub his arm.

He presses gentle kisses to your shoulder. "I don't like when you're hurt." He whispers.

SICK:

You close the toilet lid and lay your head on the cold metal. It feels so good against your hot skin. Covid is no fun. Thankfully, Sam can't catch it.

"My love! I made you some chamomile tea." He says from the living room.

You groan in response. You start to get close to falling asleep there. Sam walks in there. He gently rubs your back and lifts you up. You lay your head in his neck but then groan.

"What, honey?" He asks softly.

"You're too hot." You mumble.

"Well, thank you." He jokes.

"Shut up."

He gently lays you down on the couch. He places a small fan next to you. He puts the tea on the coffee table and turns on your favorite comfort movie. He sits on the chair beside the couch, worried he'll keep you too hot. You take a few sips of your tea before falling asleep.

You wake up in the bed next to Sam. He's holding onto you. You're covered in blankets, and you realize you got too cold. You feel pretty good right now, temp wise. A growl in your stomach lets you know you're about to vomit.

Sam wakes up. He touches your shoulder to keep you in place. "You don't have to get up. There's a trash can beside you." He says.

In an instant, you roll over and throw up. He rubs your back and places a small kiss on your shoulder blade.

"Oh, my poor baby." He whispers.

When you're finished, you sip the water next to you. You lay back and realize it's time for him to patrol. You gasp and look at him.

"What?" He asks, panicked.

"You have to patrol." You say weakly.

"Jake's got it." He smiles. "Do you want me to bathe you in the morning?"

You smile in content and nod your head.

"I love you." He says.

"I love you, too." You reply.

PREGNANT:

You grunt as you sit on the couch beside Seth. You smile at him and breathe out. Everyone is around your house, eating and hanging out. Your stomach is about to pop!

"You good?" Seth asks.

"Pretty mid." You laugh. "Want to feel? She's kicking." You touch your stomach.

Seth smiles and gently lays his hand on you. This makes your daughter kick harder. "Ooh! I think she likes me." He chuckles.

"Maybe you're the favorite uncle." Sam says, sitting down with his plate of food.

Seth laughs. "Watch me actually be her favorite."

You sigh as you realize you left your water in the kitchen. You start trying to stand up, pushing yourself up as hard as you can.

"Nuh, uh!" Sam touches your hand and stands up. "Seth, you shouldn't have even let her try." Sam scolds him.

Seth let's out an "uh?" And holds out his hand questioningly. "But you are right there!" He laughs.

"Yeah, but I was eating." Sam replies before walking and getting your water for you.

Embry and Paul start rough housing in the kitchen. You can hear Sam scolding them.

"NOT WITH MY WIFE AND BABY IN HERE!"

You can't help but laugh at them.

[crybabytoy59]

If you’re willing too open your little heart. Pt2.

Mommy loves you baby talk to you tomorrow night night sweetheart..

That was it I did as told to the letter 45 mins later lay’in with teddy face down I kissed him and told him that I loved Mommy Susan so much I wanted to cry…

I snuggled into teddy welling up I fell asleep….

Susan had watched everything from her flat the now installed cameras in his home watching his Every movement and sound ! 

She was impressed how quickly the hypnosis tapes had worked there magic !

He had followed her tasks to the letter..

Susan was feeling so horny now as she pushed the app on her mobile sending the 8hr loop to babyslave’s ear phones!

The recording setting new trigger words for her to play with both mentally and physically…

Susan moved the vibrator close to her sex as she arched listening to him grunt in his sleep.. as he filled his diaper full of a hot Poopies Load ! 

30min later Susan arched screaming out a huge orgasm squirting liquid into the waiting pants ! 

She wiped up the mess then sealed the pants into a plastic bag with the date on it ! …

Time for a hot shower and bed as she had a very early start tomorrow baby Stephanie had her dentist appointment and She would be taking baby there !…

Baby awoke at 4am….

OMG he had pooped during his sleep !!

This was a first for him it felt uncomfortable and cold now so he gingerly got out of bed crinkled to the toilet to take the caked poopy diaper off to shower…

In the shower he could help but think over the previous days events as he winced washing his tender butt ! 

He started to get erect spreading his legs and arms wide he rubbed his member off the wet wall moaning…

That’s when it happened he heard a voice ! 

Shit it was Susan !! …. 

He desperately tried to get rid of his excitement but she opened the bathroom door ..

”Hello little one hurry up and finish your shower so Mommy can get you ready for the dentist appointment darling”

She left the bathroom …

That was close sissy thought, as he finished up the excitement ebbed.

Mommy came back into the shower with a large pink towel that had his name on it ? 

Embroidery at its Center had “Baby Stephanie” in different colours..

She smiles at her new toy “handies up !”

I loved being dried by Susan this was thesecond time and like the first it was Devine especially that I could now get excited without feeling I was doing it behind her back so too speak…

She tickled me teasing me over my excited state giggling with me. 

It felt so natural like I had known Susan all my life and she had been my Mommy! 

She then led me back to my bedroom as She opened the door I froze ! 

There was a strange girl in my room ! 

Mommy pushed me forward as I looked at her …”pplease Mommy mm” 

I was cut off by Susan as she put her hand too my lips !

 “Hush baby not a word from you we have a lot to get done so comple Silence  baby girl!”

She walked me forward in front of the girl she was in her 30’s 5’6” dressed in a white short tunic with a wide black belt at her waist white thighs and black short boots, her jet black hair was in a high ponytail…

She was quite cute.

“This is my good friend Anna but you will call her Aunty Anna from now on baby girl, she is here to help Mommy get you ready for your appointment now lay on the bed and spread your leggies for us !”

As I did mommy gave me teddy to hold as the new girl smiled down at me “Open wide baby girlie!”

She had my dummy ..,

Mommy opened a box taking out a Cage ! 

Pop’in my balls through the pink ring she pushed the cage up over my swollen member as the blood was pushed back out I panted, this made them both giggle !

A key into the wee lock barrel was removed as I now was locked away .. 

Aunty Anna had pulled up cuffs from under the bed taking teddy from me she cuffed my hands above my head…

As Mommy lifted my legs over her shoulders she pulled me hard down the bed ! As Aunty pulled a second belt over my waist ! 

Mommy pushed my legs backwards to Aunty Anna as my rear lifted off the bed ! 

Aunty cuffed them with short chains to my wrist cuffs ! …

Mommy came to kneel at my face…

“Baby Stephane who told you to take your diaper off and shower ? No that’s right nobody ! Baby’s don’t do that do they .. that’s far too big for a baby like you so missy what did Mommy tell you about being big ? .. No tears won’t wash missy !”

 Aunty Anna barked at me !

“Open wide bad girlie!”

She took my dummy out then forced a large ball gag in strapping it tightly ! 

Mommy was already at my air borne rear as a spanking started ! 

She was spanking me In front of her friend !! 

“Bad baby you do as you are told how dare you take your diaper off a poppie one at that ! As for what happened in the shower young lady ! That will not be happening again baby Stephanie your new cage will see to that as baby will be in it until Mommy gets a smaller one for you !”

My rear was soon on fire as it was still tender from the day before  ! 

Mommy stopped to talk to me ..

“Now are you going to stop trying to be big unless Mommy let’s you ? ( I nodded frantically as I didn’t want another spanking !) you had best be little lady ! Now let’s get you ready for your dental appointment darling”

Mommy lifted a plug covered in lub as she slowly pushed it up up rear I moaned ..

Aunty teased me ..

“My my baby Stephanie I think you like things up there don’t you little one ! Aunty Anna will have to remember that for this weekend princess “

Mommy had my silk baby suit with the frilly puffy sleeves and arms plus my crybaby romper and a pink diaper with my noisy plastic pants ! 

They rubbed baby powder over my entire body ! There was No hiding from it strong smell now as they put me in the diaper and plastic pants followed by my grow ! 

Mommy then dressed me in shorts and a white T-shirt ! 

I was sure you could see the frilly chest heart through the white shirt but I didn’t have time to ponder as Mommy put my fleece on me I felt relief… socks  and my trainers were next….

They then put a wrist cuff on me with a lead …

“Let’s go missy !”

Mommy walked me to her car by the lead I hope nobody was looking at me ! 

Aunty Anna came with us as I sat silent in the rear of the car.

At the Dentist mommy got out walking into the surgery… 

coming back a bit later.

“She opened the door removed the lead and cuff “Now baby girlie no talking Mommy will do all that for you darling !”

No way how could she ? 

Inside the receptionist smiled at me ..

“You can both go in they are ready for you !”

I walked with mommy stunned by what was happening? …

As I entered the dentist room there’re were two girls.

“Come in Susan if you get him to take a seat please” 

The taller girl who was the nurse said to mommy as I got into the chair slightly red faced the Dentist pulled up a stool she was sitting in pulling my Jaw down slightly she fed a lower shield into my mouth with pink goo in it…

Then spoke to mommy Susan..

“ So he is having an upper and lower  gum-shield made yes ?”

Mommy told her yes..

“Usually we only make an upper or lower for night time teeth grinding..”

Mommy smiled down at me looking over to the dentist she replied to her….

“We want an upper and lower as he is using a Dummy at nights so we don’t want any teeth displacement “

The Dentist looked puzzled but accepted her answer looking down at me she smirked liking me right in the eyes…

“So did the accident leave him mentally scarred?”

Susan looked at me again ..

“Yes he has nightmares both at night and daytime on occasions”

The dentist was pushing at the goo as it hardened she pulled it out handing it to the nurse… 

A second upper shield was pushed home making me gag ! As it went quite far down my throat …

I start welling up ! ...

The dentist wiped my eyes for me tenderly .. but her kindness made me start crying ! 

“Am sorry have I hurt him ?”

Mommy was quick to answer the dentist…

“ No No it’s just he gets stressed after the accident so often regresses that causes him to cry..”

Susan took my hand…

“It’s ok darling the lady is only taking an impression for your shield just relax ( Mommy wiped my cheek) “Wee-Wee”....breaths will help

I suddenly wet my diaper ! At the key  trigger words  “Wee-Wee“ ! ..

Mommy smiled at the Dentist as finally she grinned ear too ear ! ! 

Realising what was going on the Dentist spoke to me…

“ It’s ok we are almost done just a little tug now and you can rinse out your mouth for me would you like that ?”

I nodded to her as the nurse came back to take the upper mould from her.

As the nurse left the Dentist again spoke but this time softly…

“Open wide for me …(I did as asked) …How old ?”

Susan was still beaming ! 

As she lent over to whispering… 3yrs old”

The Dentist had her first two fingers in my mouth picking out bits of the mould material…but it was how she was doing it ! 

In wee circles of my mouth tracing my teeth at the gums…

Then she started forcing them over my tongue towards the back of my throat..

I wrenched slightly but she told me to be still…

I looked at Mommy in panic as I didn’t want to be pathetic..

Mommy rubbed my cheek as I heard the door open then close…

Mommy looked right at me ! 

Baby Stephanie if you are sick here darling Mommy will punish you do you understand baby girl ?”

I nodded..

“So he is a baby girl? …can I feel her top as I did wonder “

Mommy smiled nodding.. 

The Dentist felt under the large bib, to my silk baby grow ! 

“My my baby girl we are just the cutest…. Close your mouth and suckle my fingers !”

She started moving them back and forth in my mouth as more and more saliva built up I wrenched at each push to gag me ! 

Tears now forming in my eyes seemed to spur her on …

As the nurse came back in she withdrew her fingers… 

“Sit up and rinse please”

As I did saliva drooling into the wee steel sink as I lifted the pink fluid to rinse..

The Dentist swapped a business cards with Susan, telling her they would call when they were ready at 5pm.

The nurse was cleaning up I quickly followed Susan but the Dentist patted my rear smiling she whispered into my ear...

“See you soon baby Stephani”….

I was in a state ! 

Wet diaper and physically shaky over what I had just been through…

Mommy took my hand walking me out to the car where Aunty Anna was now in the back seats waiting on me ! 

As I got in she spoke to Mommy ..

“Was baby a good girl ?”

“Yes Aunty Anna she was on her best behaviour ! I think she even made a new friend today didn’t we princess !”

Wess Mommy ! 

Aunty Anna smiled at me pressing my shorts “Did baby Stephanie wet her Diaperfor Mommy in front of the nice lady Dentist cutie ?”

Wess Aunty Anna…

Aunty Anna suddenly smacked my bare thigh ! Thwack !!

“Yes you did what baby girlie !”

Wess Aunty Anna Babysw’ave wet fwor Mommy in’fwont o’wv  Dent’wist lady !

“Much better Baby girlie Open Wide ! (I had my Cock dummy pushed into my mouth ruffly by Aunty Anna !) Spread your knees wide ! wider !! baby feeties together !”

Mommy cuffed my ankles as Aunty put thigh cuffs above my knees via a spreader bar !

I got the feeling something was about to happen? ….

But to my surprise Mommy simply drove back to my house…parking in my driveway.

She got out of the car and went inside as Aunty Anna took my seatbelt off me she spoke to me..

“You be a very clever baby now ok or Mommy and I will be very angry do I make myself clear ?…

I nodded to her but she suddenly smacked me between the legs to a loud thud from my diaper !

“Do I make Myself Clear Babyslave !”

Wess Aunty Anna ! I muffled from behind the cock gag…

“Your manners are terrible baby Stephanie but Mommy and I are about to change that today princess! Trust me you are going to become the best baby girlie ! With complete Obedience !”

Mommy came back to the car opening my door she looked at me with a wicked smile I had never seen before ! …

“Now baby Stephanie this is a very special day for you darling as your going to have an Obedience training day ..Take your top off please ! Eh Now princess !”

I very nervously did as told hopefully nobody in my street was watching ! 

Mommy and Aunty then put my pink Baby reines on me ! 

OMG I was going to be walked into my house with my pink frilly silk top on show with my baby reines !

But Mommy went into her pocket bringing out a pair of bandage  scissors as she knelt down to cut my Shorts off me !

Pweese Mommy nooo !

Thwack ! Mommy smacked my other thigh …

“ Quite baby no talking just do as your told !… Now out the car and let’s get you in “

I struggled in my current state to lift my bound legs out the car as they both giggled at my effort’s..

The short hobbled walk seemed to take for ever as I truly wanted inside so as not to be Seen ! 

In my front porch I was panting past the cock Dummy …

As Aunty shut the door .. mommy patted my rear.

 “Think someone enjoyed that listen to you baby girlie panting on your cock dummy ! Your so cute darling” 

Mommy kissed my cheek. X

“Be a brave girlie ok baby?”

Wess Mommy..

She pulled a small box from her pocket opened it. Inside was contact lenses in pink with white centres !

“Handies behind your back for us princess..clever girlie Aunty Anna can you hold baby Stephanie’s headie still !”

This was a side of Susan I had never seen up until now …

As she put the lenses in Aunty Anna teased me …

“Clever Baby girlie just be a good baby for us and this will be a lovely day..If not well princess things will become Very uncomfortable!”

What did she mean uncomfortable ?

“Now look at Mommy please … how many fingers ? You can baby talk when spoken to baby Stephanie “

Twoo mommy…

Clever girlie baby princess.. (she moved her hand to the side as Aunty held me firmly so as not to follow mommy’s fingers) 

How many darling?”

I dwont knoow mommy ?

“Clever Baby girlie that’s the correct answer mommy is very proud of you princess.. now follow Mommy on all fours !”

Getting down with my leggies spread by the bar was quite hard as Aunty Anna still had my handies behind me… once on my knees she let them go so I could crawl …

Mommy lead me by my Raines to my room as we got inside I was shocked to see my room had been rearranged ! 

My bed was gone and a mattress was on the floor on top of a small plinth surrounded by white fence rails, at the headboard it had three holes for my head and wrists In two half’s that pulled apart !

This new cot was around 5ft wide by 7ft long the mattress was white rubber with a Full sugafix bed restraint system with a white straight jacket at its Center …

In the corner next to my mirror wardrobe was a huge pink leather padded chair that looked like a throne ! 

The only other thing was a beautiful white dressing table and wee stool….to the side of this dresser was box pigeon holes three each side, they were filled with disposable nappies all different cartoon types, plus plain pink and black ones they had a wee name plate at each one said “Bad baby Stephanie”… the other said “Clever princess” ! 

Mommy lifted the pink throne to the middle of the room….

“ Now Baby Stephanie back up to the chair !”

As I did they removed the ankle cuffs… 

Pulling a leg each they put my cuffs past the front legs passing a spreader bar under the chair clipping it to my ankles !

I cold now not move my legs as Mommy pulled me upward and back so the small of my back was resting on the front of the seat, then my arms were pulled backwards as they passed another bar behind the chair back cuffing my biceps followed by mittens that were now being pulled crisscross under the chair to my ankle bar Mommy and Aunty Anna pulled them ever so tightly making me arch my tummy up but forcing my headie forward..,

Mommy then spoke to me …

“Now baby girlie we are going to ask you a few questions darling ok ? 

Wess mommy ..

“Clever girlie mommy loves good manners Baby girlie… Ok look at mommy just ignore Aunty Anna !… Clever girlie baby.. Do you want to live 24/7 as My baby girlie Stephanie ? “

Wess Mommy…

“That would mean I will have control at All times and everything in your life is that truly what you want”

Wess mommy….

“Baby Stephanie do you know what CNC is darling ?”

Wess mommy….

“Are you willing to give mommy that absolute control baby girlie?”

Wess Mommy…

Clever girlie baby but louder for the camera darling !”

WESS MOMMY ! 

“Clever Baby girlie repeat that until Mommy says Stop !”

WESS MOMMY !

WESS MOMMY!! 

WESS MOMMY!!!

WESS MOMMY!!!!

“Is that ok ?…(Susan was talking to someone?)….perfect thank you if you can draft that we can bring her in to finalise things on Friday afternoon”

WESS MOMMY!!!!

WESS MOMMY!!!!!

“ Clever Baby girlie you can stop now open wide !”

Aunty Anna removed the cock dummy as Mommy appeared over my face …

“ Just be a clever little princess…here we go !”

Mommy had a long soft cock dildo ! 

She pushed it into my mouth forcing it until I wrenched….

Five mins later I had saliva everywhere..

Mommy giggled with Aunty as she put a bib on me that said baby Stephanie princess Cock sucker !”

O M G…. I thought it this was short lived as mommy started throat fucking me again with the dildo ! 

This time right to the back of my throat! As I wrenched heavily on the forth push I brought my breakfast up ! 

Mommy said nothing she disappeared as I lay panting ! She came back with a spoon lifting the sick out of the bib catcher ..

“Open wide we don’t waste good food here little one !”

Pweese mommy ! 

“ Open wide no talking do as you are told baby Stephanie !”

Was this the same girl I knew ? 

Susan seemed so stern !

It was Horrible but Aunty Anna simply held my nose as Mommy fed me All of it ! 

Then she simply started my throat fucking again ! 

“ Baby Stephanie you had best learn fast princess or things are about to get much worse little lady !”

I burst out crying…

“No baby tears don’t wash with us princess ! “

“Now keep that down !”

Aunty barked at me ! ..

As Mommy resumed my throat invasion I tried with everything I had ..

the dildo slipped down my throat fully !

“ My My much better see you can do it baby girlie ! Welll done your going to be Mommy’s special Cock Sucking Princess!”

They both laughed as I started bawling like a three year old !….

“Now baby girlie Mommy wants you to go Poopies for us… Big deep breath and push hard past your pluggie… Yes baby girlie it will come past your pluggie with some effort… If you go Poopies Mommy will stop fucking your cute baby throat ok ?”

Wup..WESS…wup Mommy..ugguug..uuggguugg…

It was relentless as I grunted hard suddenly my rear relaxed and collapsed to the pressure from me pushing so hard ! 

It came gushing out of me noisily past the plug … but something completely unexpected happened… 

I started screaming….

Not in pain I was coming in the wet filthy diaper !!

“Dirty wee princess are you doing a cummie without your Mommy’s permission? … Open wide little lady !”

Mommy gagged me with a pair of hot wet piss panties then Aunty Anna wound electric tap around my mouth behind my headie over and over very tight, as Mommy got a surgical mask to put on me that had a tube from it ! This she pushed into the back of my rubber pants!

“Clever Baby girlie you lay there for a wee bit and rest Aunty Anna and I have one more surprise for you then we can get you down for your afternoon nap darling baby girlie”

The smell was instant a mix of rubber Poopies pee pee’s and cummies!

They both left the room …

As I lay there panting in the smell I was getting turned on again the pain from the cage was bad but I just wanted more realise ! ….

When they both came back I was trying to get some relief from my predicament by thrusting into the diaper ! 

Mommy came into my pink blurry Vision…..

“Eh baby girlie stop that Now !”

They unfastened me as I panted in the smell from my diaper ! …

I was taken to my bathroom where they stripped me …

I was put into the shower first then they had me sit in the bath as they both washed me ever so gently it was fantastic and such a beautiful thing, given how Wicked they had just been to me ? 

My mind was truly in over drive now over everything that had happened!

When mommy kissed me on the cheek..

“Hey baby it’s ok calm down mommy has you princess!”

Unbeknownst to me I was crying ? 

WTF was happening to me it was like I wanted to cry at the slightest thing ?

[sillyhahasilly]

FREAKY CALDRE YURI HCS!!!

this is MY SHIT yall. (i have such a crush on fem andre im sorry sm of these are abt her.) also im going to hell for this. this is the freakiest shit ive written.

they practiced kissing when they were young. an innocent peck on the lips. as they grew they would make out sometimes bc they both wanted to do it. it was "casual" but had lots of feelings behind it. (known for andrea but cal's a little repressed)

the first time they had sex was set off when they were both smoking one night. cal (callie still uses the nickname) was complaining abt how awkward doing anything w the male vers of rachel is (anyone have any name ideas for him?) and how she could never get into it. andrea was like "I could do better." they started making out and it got really hot and cal found herself SO into it. she would of kept going if andrea didnt stop bc they were high and she wanted to make sure cal really wanted it. few hours later when they sobered up (while taking lots of kissing breaks) they had sex. just fingering and touching clits and shit. andrea was right.

andrea is more of a service top, but not a stone cold butch yk. (google it) she loves pleasuring cal and making her feel good so fucking much.

andrea loves eating pussy send tweet. she has made cal come from it multiple times in a row before. she eats cal out and then kisses her and asks if she can taste herself.

andrea likes fucking cal w a toy and sitting over her a soaking up all the little reactions she has to it. also IK that strap is big.

people w vaginas can go longer so these bitches GO AT IT. they fuck almost every sleepover. they fuck where they shouldnt.

(im projecting) a lot of body worship adjacent stuff on both sides. they have very handsy sex, touching all over their bodies and kissing everywhere.

tw sh and bloodplay!! andrea cuts cal and praises her for being such a good girl and taking it. she gets her hands all up in the wounds and prods at them and says "look im finger fucking you." (NOT her joke btw. cal once said its like ur fingerfucking me there and andrea reuses it everytime). and then after that she uses those same fingers covered in blood to finger cal and then eat her out!! with the blood on there!!

seeing andrea w her hair down turns cal on so much. she pulls tight on to her long strands while they fuck. she loves when they fall down onto her face and body when andrea is over her.

andrea has big tits. cal cups them and hold them all the fucking time. that joke abt walking up to ur gf and squeezing the air where their boobs are is smth that cal basically invited. both sexually and non-sexually. ermm tit sucking/nipple play and cal putting her face in them.

cal likes being tied up so andrea can have her way w her. either that or being told that she can't move.

andrea makes it her goal to make cal squirt.

speaking of that, the second time they fucked andrea ate cal out for the first time right after fingering her and playing w her clit to the point of orgasm. cal squirted. lowkey scared them both, esp andrea who got it all over her face. cal was like " i did not know I could do that." same w andrea tbh. (poor female sex ed :/)

them dry humping each other's thighs. yeah.

andrea fucking cal and when cal is abt to come andrea says "m!rachel couldnt make u feel this could, could he?" and makes cal agree w it before she can come.

cal teasing andrea when they kiss by js roughly grabbing her vagina thru her clothes and groping it. andrea loves it.

ok so. once they were planning zd. and there were guns. and cal was like "I want you to point it at my head" (we all know the drill) and before u know it the tip of a gun (unloaded dw) is in her pussy! andre rubbing her clit with it and then putting the tip in her own mouth after. they keep pulling the trigger for the thrill of it and they both act like its loaded cause they are FREAKS.

cal fingering andrea in her lap and andrea biting her shoulder and neck to the point of drawing blood. better yet andrea riding the strap in cals lap.

both would really be into making the other suck the strap esp after someones js been fucked w it. cal likes to order it as a "look how much youll do for me thing" and andrea likes cal to suck it getting cal fucked out and overstimulated thing.

they would both be into period sex. cause the blood. cal likes getting it all over her sm. cal js loves blood and andrea loves getting cal going. (andrea also likes the blood). one of them will be having bad cramps and the other will say "yk what helps w that??' like they didnt have the same exact convo last month.

cal. nipple. piercings. andrea biting and pulling on them.

andrea biting and sucking on cal's inner thighs when she eats her out.

andrea calling cal a whore and a slut. cal calling HERSELF a whore and a slut.

tw sh! they both craved their initials into their bodies once during sex.

[orleans-jester]

Figaro was always in awe of the wings. Like who didn’t ever dream about having wings when they were a kid? They were fucking cool. And Willem’s were particularly good with that hypnotizing gold color. Adding in Periwinkle’s to the mix and Figaro was feeling that envy hardcore. Wing-envy. That was a thing now. When Willem looked to them, they nodded despite that feeling. “You’re looking extra fly, dude,” Figaro said, making a clicking noise with their tongue and then some finger guns.

They’d definitely have to find a bird or a butterfly or - oh shit a dragonfly would be really cool - to fly on before they got big again. They’d even settle for a mosquito.

“Hey, you got the hair, that’s all you really need from him,” Figaro shrugged. Say what you want about Hook - he wasn’t modern, he wasn’t respectful, he wasn’t very charming - but he did have a great head of hair.

Figaro looked up as well at the water, ready to go all old man shaking fist at the sky. But then they realized there was no fairy above spilling over pails like a good joke. And there was no rubber on the ground that was indicative of a water balloon so -

“This totally means that we’re hot enough to bring on the heatwave, baby!” They said, throwing their arms up into the air. “Or totally the Pan thing but I’m taking credit anyway!”

That jumping reallllllyyyy didn’t help the slush that was quickly turning to water beneath their boots. It was worse than the snow by far, soaking down to the core, making their sock wet, making their toes feel cold. They swallowed roughly and looked from up to down to Willem again, realization really forming.

“Oh botheration,” They said, watching Willem take a spill. They waded through, already not able to feel their feet to try to help him, but Figaro wasn’t the most steady either. Nonetheless, she managed to kick their damn feet well enough to stay above the water, even when it felt like they couldn’t find the ground beneath them.

They did get washed away a couple of feet but was fighting back, shedding the Halloween mask, which drifted away like some sort of weird duck down the water. Cold hand reached cold hand and they managed to get a hold of their slippery footing for just a second.

“Damn, I can’t believe I’m Leonardo DiCaprio right now,” They gasped, the cold water shooting pain throughout their body. The freezing water was numbing but it wasn’t a comfortable type of numb. It was growing more painful by the second. It felt like they weren't in control of their face anymore.

“You do you.” He said at the idea of eating mold. Hot chocolate however he kept in his head.

A disgrace limit. Yeah. Willem felt that one hard when it came out of Figaro’s mouth. He had reasons behind everything he was doing but he felt like shit doing every single one of them this time around. Was he learning the true burden of being a pirate? Was this what the heavy drinking and wailing sad songs were really about? Was this why he let the crew dance while he the captain went under and sulked all night? Did Willem never truly understand the weight of the decisions that were on Hook’s back?

Such thoughts were thoughts for another day.

Periwinkle actually agreed with them, “Nobody wants to miss spooky season.” She said this like it was an actual detrimental situation at hand, nothing ironic, or dead pan at all.

Once they really did have his Aunt Periwinkle on board and Figaro was done helping stroke Wild Will’s big ol’ ego back into place it was time to move along to what was next.

Attack winter the way Tink and Periwinkle did back when the pirate fairy took all the blue dust years ago. There was a blizzard winter then. It was the closest thing in comparison to Pan’s emotional winter. They had to try and hope Hook played his part in the labyrinth or their efforts might not last, but it was the best Will could think of.

So, He used his aunt’s guidance since she knew how Tink had done it before. He was actually following in his mother’s tinkery footsteps. Out came his golden wings. He flittered them behind his back. Her frosty ones flittered and the closer they got together the shinier they became. Their testing was proving Willem’s theory.

“It’s not quite as sparkly as with my sister’s, but they recognize you. They do know you’re family.” She smiled. She had no idea that could really happen with any kid of Hook’s. They were glistening and glittering not just glowing. The baby’s laughter that Tink and Periwinkle was born from could be heard ghostly around them all like magic. Then when they let their wings touch her wings healed, not only any damage done to his wings, but frost bite that was setting in on his fingers and toes, his chapped blue lips from being too human out in the blizzard so long.

Willem wasn’t exactly near a mirror, but he could feel it. He touched his face. He looked over at Figaro as he smoothed over his once cracked lips with his fingertips. He was breathing heavy. All of it was a very physical feeling. Healing, the energy of pixie shine, but most importantly right now, he was right. Dear Davey Jones he was right. Their wings were so similar. He really did have his mother’s wings or this wouldn’t be working.

“Remind me to kiss my father for having weak genetics.”

Periwinkle giggled over that one especially when Will followed up with, “Don’t tell him I said that.”

Now while Willem and Perwinkle were having their Wonder Twins Activate moment getting ready to set their full plan into motion like this meant they were unstoppable and could suddenly take on Snow Miser, Jack Frost, or the Abominal Snow Man together Hook was back in the Pan’s Labyrinth fighting his demons, literal, metaphorical, tangible.

Periwinkle on the other hand was mesmorized she could still have the old abilities she had with her sister with her nephew. She never would have guessed. However, she was mortified at the idea of Hook being the one who revealed all this to Willem in the first place. She was still worried he’d want to use them both for himself and their new found powers if he found out they could activate together.

Willem had to keep reminding her that all of that was null and void if the forest died. The pixies wouldn’t last long without the Hollow and Hook wouldn’t be able to try to use anyone for himself. They needed Hook. End of story.

So yes, back to fighting the blizzard that had taken over the Nevers. It was right as Willem and Periwinkle were getting into addressing Figaro’s flamethrower question water dripped on both their heads. It wasn’t sprinkles like the start of a rain shower either. It was a plop. Then in came a second kersplat directly after making them both look up. Was this some water pixies playing a prank on them? Periwinkle called out, “Silvermist? Is that you? You better stop.” She stamped her foot in anger because she was sopping wet.

“No. No look.” Willem pointed and also pushed his own wet hair back. “It’s everywhere.”

The icicles were melting.

Willem looked over at Smalls. He started to grin. Was it happening? Was it already working? This fast? His plan for Hook?

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

That Hook woke up Pan.

The snow started to melt so fast as the heat came in that the water started to slush around their feet and rise.

“Oh no.”

And rise.

The smile faded fast. They’d been under Periwinkle’s spot. With everything unfreezing everything was starting to flood. The waters were even starting to move and rush again. The sounds of broken tree branches were cracking from the changes. Crush slushing whooshed as the falls began to pour. The depth of the icy water went from the soles of their feet to ankle high in a matter of moments as they took in what was happening. It was halfway up their calves and rising to their knees before Willem could even evaluate to get out of there.

They needed to get out of there. The glops of water were falling down on them so heavy and fast, faster by the second it was soaking both the pixies’ wings, and the current even knocking them over.

“Smalls!” He called out as he lost his feet. He kept slipping a few inching out every time he tried to stand up again. He started to drudge his way to them trying to keep contact not wanting to get washed away and worried they would be.

As a pirate he was an avid swimmer. But, this took him by surprise. It was the coldest water he’d ever been submerged in all while seeing the blazing sun overhead. He kept swimming towards them.

All he wanted to do was catch their hand or make sure they both got out from under the cliff’s ledge and made it back to ground they could find footing on.

[tyrianludaship]

you know, i really dislike how people have little or no empathy over minor pr0shippers and/or harass them because it's obvious they didn't exactly choose to be that. unrestricted internet access at a young age can lead to some really disturbing rabbit holes that the child or the parent - are none the wiser to.

i first got exposed to gore and h3ntai when i was 12 and 11 respectively, and during the time, this was celebrated and encouraged because that was the culture of the spaces i was in (mostly anime and true crime). It takes a village to raise a child, and the parents should not exclusively be to blame; especially when they are illiterate to the online world.

i don't know, i just think people should actually care about minors being in inappropriate circles and put more responsibility on the adults in those circles. saying minor pr0shippers should've been "normal" and treating them terribly instead of giving them guidance doesn't benefit anyone and all it does is make the minor feel more emboldened to stay. it's just victim-blaming at that point and does more harm than good.

[izzystizzys]

Fox tags along on a smuggling bust one (1) time and subsequently wishes he’d never been decanted.

Well, he’s arrested the perp a lot more than just one time, actually, but that very first tackle into a chokehold and electrocuffs more than sufficed to turn the fates against him - the fates, and Cody, the insufferable twat. They’re not actually even batchmates, the lot of them, and going by numbers Fox was decanted long before them (long as in seconds or minutes, no one actually knows), but Seventeen put them all in a training room together and then stupid kriffing Kote looked him up and down, nodded, and hasn’t stopped calling him vod’ika since.

“Why is one of the Republic’s most wanted criminals asking to speak to you, vod’ika?”, Cody asks, without any preamble, almost making Fox cut the holocall on principle. He would, if General Kenobi wasn’t right there next to the little shit. “And why do I not like his tone?”

Fox has to resist the urge to close his eyes and scream, making do with a deep sigh instead. Force curse the day Cody decided to adopt-nap him, and Wolffe following suit immediately. “Weequay, shifty eyes, stupid fucking pirate bandana?”

Cody’s eyes narrow suspiciously, and Kenobi’s eyebrows raise simultaneously. It’s more than a little creepy.

Fox rolls his eyes so hard he sees stars. “Tell him he can go space himself, unless he wants me to do it for him. And then tell him that if he sends me fuzzy fucking socks again I might just hunt him down and do it anyways.”

Past the slide of the door, Thorn’s unmistakable cackle reaches Fox. And Cody, going by the narrowing of his eyes. “Don’t tell him that, ori’vod, he’s probably into that”, Thorn calls out, gleefully, and Force Fox really should’ve kept this to himself in the first place.

He would’ve, actually, but the constant stream of strange presents into Guard headquarters is hard to miss. It was Alderaanian chocolates, last week, which Fox pawned off on the Shinies. A box from a store with a blacked out label before that, which he launched out the window with burning ears before Thire could get a closer look at it.

“Actually”, Thorn continues, happily, “I don’t think it matters much if you do tell him anything - it’s not like the Commander has been the most graceful courtée, and that hasn’t done anything to discourage our favorite smuggler.”

“Marshall Commander”, Fox hisses, because he’s a pissy bitch, and then, because all professionalism has gone out the window anyways, “This is why Stone is my favourite.”

Thorn’s wounded gasp is lost over Kenobi’s thoughtful hum, and Cody’s patented I’m-going-to-do-something-incredibly-stupid-and-you-can’t-stop-me glare. “That would explain why we have Hondo Ohnaka accosting our troopers about your flavour preferences concerning fruit candies. But the one asking to speak to you is Cad Bane, Marshall Commander.”

The string of curses Fox lets out at that is loud enough to have Mauler stick his head in the com room to ask if everything is alright, and Thorn roll on the floor with howling laughter.

Force curse the day he ever slapped electrocuffs on Hondo Ohnaka, and double-curse the one he threw Cad Bane to the floor with a scissor leg takedown.

[triglycercule]

something something mtt and branding (i dont know what i can say here but it just feels right. one of them probably has a brand. it's probably killer. erm.........)

[venusiancarbondioxide]

is this sinus gunk because of weather changes, a headcold, or The Goddamn Plague

[batsplat]

Hello! I have a question about tyre pressure penalties. Why do they pop up so often and why now? It didn't seem to be a big topic a few years ago, what changed? The tyres, the bikes, the rules?

Thank you so much for answering

yeah, the rule was introduced in july of 2023, so it is still a very new thing! and... well, it's basically the bikes and the rules that have changed, whereas the tyres haven't changed as much as they need to. here's the tldr on why the rule was initially introduced:

so I'm afraid the actual explanation is going to be a bit longer and more complicated - but here's the most basic summary. if you don't read anything else, hopefully this will give you a general sense of what is going on here:

last few years: more aero, ride height devices, faster bikes = more stress on the tyres, more heat, higher tyre pressures

when you follow another rider, your tyre pressure may rise very quickly; when you're in clean air it'll get lower

too low tyre pressures = tyre may degrade which can be safety issue

too high tyre pressures = bike buckles under you, makes overtaking harder and crashing more likely (also competitive disadvantage)

controversy in 2022: leaked michelin document showing several riders weren't above minimum tyre pressure level. rules just hadn't been enforced -> teams demanded change

proposed rules in 2023 for minimum tyre pressure: seen as very strict + harsh penalties were criticised. the penalties were reduced, rule when introduced was still controversial

particularly heated discussion when it looked like it might influence the title fight, with both pecco + jorge receiving a warning

rules changed for 2024, made somewhat more lenient than initially proposed, but clearly it remains an issue

okay, that's the short version. let's give a little more context. discussion surrounding this proposed rule introduction really got going in 2022, as a result of a controversy surrounding the lack of enforcement of the existing rule. we've had tyre pressure rules since basically forever... it's just that michelin wasn't actually going to the stewards and saying 'hey, you've got to penalise these riders'. the thing is, all teams are chasing low tyre pressures to gain a performance advantage. you're trying to get the tyres to operate in the ideal window of grip level - if you're setting them low, you're attempting to ensure that you won't be screwed over if your rider ends up in a race situation where the tyre pressure suddenly rises outside of that level. see this from 2022:

so, again, to be clear: the existence of tyre pressure regulations isn't new, it just hasn't been enforced. the article I linked to was from a piece after jerez 2022. it's about how a leaked document from michelin confirmed that several riders, most notably pecco and ducati, had essentially run their tyres in an illegal manner but would not be penalised for it. this had been common practise for years and years, but at last other manufacturers were complaining about this state of affairs - which stemmed from a "gentleman's agreement" between the manufacturers and michelin not to disclose any breaches. for obvious reasons, this is not ideal. it's a) unfair from a competitive standpoint, and b) quite possibly dangerous. which also doesn't really make this bit ideal, does it:

and here's the leaked michelin document:

'only 0 laps' slay

so basically it was the manufacturers themselves that had kinda had enough of the status quo and provided the initial impetus for change (ironic, given where the rest of this post is going). the situation also wasn't helped by how michelin had told journalists like a race earlier that infringements were "very rare", which obviously they were not

which, okay. seems straightforward enough, right? teams are chasing performance advantages - but they should be penalised if they're pushing things too far. tough for them if higher tyre pressures are making them slower! the issue is... well, these fluctuating tyre pressures and how often they end up getting very, very high is actually a massive issue in and of itself. it doesn't just make bike performance worse... it makes the racing worse. from another article at the time, that outlines how few overtakes there had been in recent races and how this was a problem riders up and down the grid had talked about:

basically, the idea is that if you end up following another rider too closely, your tyre pressure might suddenly rise to the stratosphere. (obviously, you saw the reverse of that in assen - marc worrying his tyre pressure was too low and having to fall back behind diggia to try and get it up again.) it's described as quite a radical difference, not just in terms of performance (making it harder to overtake), but also in terms of handling... and ultimately safety, because suddenly rising tyre pressures can make crashes more likely. I'll give a bunch of quotes from riders here, but I'll also summarise them afterwards

and to get slightly more technical with this, here's how bastianini described the issue:

so, tldr for the above quotes:

even tiny changes in tyre pressure can make a massive difference in how the bike handles

following a bike closely can cause the tyre pressure to rise enough to make it start buckling under you, making it a lot easier to crash. specifically, it becomes really hard to brake in a controlled manner

it's easier to lock the front when you're braking in these conditions (with a smaller contact patch between tyre and ground), so you're compensating by pushing more when braking, with less grip - that's what makes you more likely to crash

this makes overtaking harder, essentially relying on bikes in front to make a mistake. unless you have a clear speed advantage, you may be stuck in a pattern where you gain but then have to drop back for tyre pressure reasons

it's very hard for the teams to figure out beforehand how to set the tyre pressures, not least because obviously it depends on what sort of race situation their riders will be in

and that's the problem in a nutshell. low tyre pressures are a problem for safety reasons. high tyre pressures are also a problem for safety reasons, plus come with the added downside that they have contributed to making the racing a lot worse in recent times. it's tough for teams to predict how they should set their tyre pressure, but some teams had been deliberately going high risk (low pressure) for a competitive edge - even if their riders weren't always aware of it. and the rule wasn't being enforced

so, let's tackle the obvious question: why has this become such an issue at all specifically in the last few years? I'm going to basically just summarise the linked article for this, though obviously I'd recommend you go read that in full:

the michelin front slick tyre has always been sensitive, though it's gotten particularly bad these last few years

the racing is both faster and closer now than it used to be, so these small margins have become more important

the out-sized aerodynamics have reduced wheelies and led to greater downforce during braking, which means you have more load on the tyre. to explain a bit more (from here): tyres are being pushed down by weight of bike + rider, the engine generates friction, which determines grip - and also heats the tyre up. more heat = more pressure

rear devices: dropping the rear of the bike on straights for reduced wheelies and to "adjust the angle of the downforce aero". so basically you're sticking the tyres to the ground, you're keeping the bikes super low, there's more weight, you're putting a lot of stress on the front to do the front to do the braking and you're braking from higher speeds. all of this raises the temperatures enough to be a problem

slipstreaming: typically a massive part of racing in motogp, as it gives the rider behind an advantage when following. the problem is if you have aero that's creating such a massive vacuum that it's essentially sucking the rider in... creating a lower-than-atmospheric pressure that makes it super hard to brake. because low pressure = good when you're on the throttle and trying to go fast, by extension low pressure = bad when you're attempting to brake and go slow

I hope this is like... more or less clear - we could get more technical with this and I'd advise you to follow the links I've provided, but I'm trying to keep it relatively straightforward. also, obviously I'm extremely not an expert on this either. basically, it's aero and ride height devices and sheer performance that are putting a lot of load on the tyres. increased stress means more tyre pressure fuckery and threatens the integrity of the tyre. high tyre pressures are dangerous. low tyre pressures are also dangerous. not ideal. these michelin tyres also fundamentally were not designed with aero and ride height devices in mind (they've been working on a new front tyre since 2019). there's a few different reasons why michelin hadn't been able to roll out more suitable tyres, including a) covid-caused delays, b) the reluctance of riders to actually test new tyres (preventing enough data from being collected), and c) the reluctance of motogp to force the issue by having enough testing and bullying riders into using the tyres. all this has meant that now, in 2024, we still don't have a front tyre that's really suitable to the actual bikes we have

so, what to do? now, obviously *casey stoner voice* maybe you should simply ban literally all this shit. strip off every single wing, chuck out everything that even looks like it might be applying for 'device' status, take a hammer to anything that wasn't on these bikes twenty years ago. also, just slow the bikes down! while michelin isn't responsible for most of this and being a tyre supplier in a motorsport is a notoriously thankless job, they are the primary reason why everyone is smashing lap records left right and centre this year. get rid of all of it. racing was better twenty years ago. return to the glory days, bring back the real sport *end casey stoner voice*

given they're not going to change the tech regulations overnight - and the proposed next ruleset (while far from perfect) does include changes that theoretically should help address this problem - it was felt like a more immediate change was needed. so over the course of 2022, there were more and more discussions about how you'd more firmly clamp down on teams playing fast and loose with the existing tyre pressure rules. initially, the new rules for tyre pressures and how strongly they'd be penalised were supposed to be introduced pretty early in 2023, with the introduction of a unified monitoring system that ensured these teams didn't like... just pretend their own problematic numbers were down to their inability to measure their own numbers

these proposals were met with massive backlash - and I think you should be able to guess why. these tyre pressure rules are about mandating a minimum level... but a lot of this post has been about why high tyre pressures are also a massive problem. as we've established, different race situations can also lead to very sudden changes - so if you're setting it higher to begin with, it might end up being so bad you cause a lot of crashes:

the other big complaint was about the harshness of the proposed penalties, which were initially going to be instant disqualification. eventually, once the rule was finally introduced in mid-2023, it was with lighter penalties:

another quirk was that, initially, it was checked through randomised post-race inspections. this is because they didn't want to just rely on the new system they'd installed in the bikes, but also wanted to manually check afterwards - which they didn't have the capacity yet to do on all the bikes. even with this change, the rule wasn't exactly universally popular. one complaint, expressed here by zarco, was with the idea that low front tyre pressures even are as dangerous as they're being portrayed as:

and again, the argument that this is bad for racing:

the more moderate version of this complaint was aired by aleix - the rule itself was fine, but the exact application was too strict:

this situation is the definition of lose-lose-lose. it's bad for riders because they're constantly having to monitor tyre pressures, running the risk of being penalised and also racing in a dangerous manner if their tyres aren't exactly right - plus racing in a dumb manner if they have to adjust how they're conducting their race to what their tyre pressures are doing, for instance by dropping back into the pack to get back to an acceptable level. it's bad for michelin because everybody's constantly complaining about this rule and their tyres - and while this rule they've insisted on doesn't necessarily appear to be the best solution for an imperfect situation... of course they're not the main party to blame for the imperfect situation in the first place. and it's lose for the viewers because, well, it makes the racing processional and at times extremely daft

now, there was obviously plenty more discourse about this, but the controversy really got going again late last year - at the height of the title fight, when both jorge (after thailand) and pecco (after sepang) ended up being slapped with warnings, with a penalty to follow with another infringement. obviously, given how close the title fight was, the idea that it might be decided by something this dumb was appealing to literally nobody. martin was particularly outspoken after sepang about how it was impacting the racing:

it was very visible in the sepang sprint how jorge was adjusting his tactics to this race situation - he just couldn't race normally because of the tyre pressure calculation they'd made not matching to the race situation. on the flip side, bastianini was given a warning after the race for his low tyre pressure... but well, he won that race, and it was obviously worth it for him to low ball it, given the absolute lack of championship implications and how the rules essentially gave him a freebie. which, if this is a safety rule, how is that a reasonable way of regulating it? you're allowed to chew up your tyres in a dangerous manner but just this once, as a treat?

as ever, jorge was backed up in his complaints by aleix:

make engineers less anxious 2k23

also, I do just need to quickly bring in another thing jorge said, because it's still very funny to me

no?? don't do that?? just because pecco also has a warning, that does not mean you can take all the risks you want?? how does that even WORK?? what if pecco plays it sensible and he doesn't get a penalty??

anyway, of course neither of them ended up being penalised - though diggia lost a podium at valencia. with plenty of talk again at valencia, obviously it was a concern going into the next season, especially given the penalties were supposed to be escalated so that a rider would be disqualified at first offence. the organisers ended up changing their mind on this rule last minute - and now we have a mere 16 second time penalty instead. more importantly, the actual threshold was made a little more lenient:

relatively speaking, the situation this year... well, it could be worse. there's been a few penalties here and there, like fabio's in the jerez sprint - which obviously was a complete chaos race where fabio from pee five million on the grid really wouldn't have been expecting to run in clean air. (four other riders were also penalised there.) marc's assen one is particularly memorable, given it included those bizarre moments where marc let other riders ahead of him to get his tyre pressure in an acceptable range. that still wasn't enough and due to (according to marc, anyway) the bastianini contact he ended up just falling afoul of the laps you need within the allowed margins. of course, none of this is ideal. there's a bunch of ways in which it makes racing worse: for safety reasons, by making overtaking harder, by making it harder for riders to adjust to unexpected race situations. there's also not really an easy solution and no party here is 100% blameless. hopefully michelin will at least construct a new tyre that makes all this a little better. hopefully we can one day fire ride height devices into the sun

[chompe-diem]

random insane headcanon but i firmly believe albin takes exclusively cold showers.