#(i coudn't @ you for some reason)

[rotlix64]

FINALLY ALL THE NIGHTMARE CRITTERS ARE HERE

Now feel obligated to draw character dynamics now, so i did a comic thinking on what would it be like if Simon Smoke and Bobby Bearhug met eachother for the very first time! Hope you enjoy!

(Bobby should say "i sure bet you are" in there but i was too sleepy to notice)

Don't worry, she hugged him after some seconds, she was just shocked for a moment there

Warning: a lot of yapping, feel free to skip of you don't really care and just wanted to see the comic

As you can see my idea of Bobby and Simon's first meeting (and when i say first, i mean it, Bobby doesn't know about his jerk behavior yet) would actually end up with Simon really liking Bobby, but let me explain why!

When i read Simon Smoke's reference sheet i coudn't help but think he was the contrary of Kicking Chiken becouse of his jock behavior, let me explain again:

I imagine Kicking Chiken as that popular boy that makes people laugh but is actually deeply insecure of not being enough, so he tries to hide it by acting in a frendly way to be seen as "The cool guy"; Simon has the same fear of not being enough, however, instead of traying to act cool in order to be seen as such, Simon tries to show his cool by making the rest of people around look worse so he can look better, repeating again and again how cool he is, but he doesn't really believes his own words.

So when he meets someone that actually tells him he is cool and likable, he obvoiusly is mesmerized by Bobby, surprised that she actually called him cool and developing a soft spot for her, even if he tries to hide it, he has a reputation to keep after all!

The thing is the comic is a bit old and i have changed my ideas a bit, now even tho i still think Simon would have a soft spot for Bobby, i imagine him as more of a jerk rather then the insecure bully type of character; still liking Bobby by the same reasons, but being just a little less insecure and more of a bitch

Lastly, even tho this headcannon could look very intimate relation between characters, this headcannon is tought as more of a platonic relationship rather then a romantic one, but feel free to use it as such if you want! I don't really mind

Hope you had a nice day, thank you for reading me, hope that you enjoyed this post and the drawings, remember to drink water, and see you next time! <3

[hbyrde36]

STWG Daily Drabble 11/7/2023

Prompt: Unexpected conversation

Eddie didn’t know what to think when Max approached him out in the field just as everyone was wrapping up their preparations for going after Vecna. Dustin had just gone off to talk to Steve about something when the, frankly intimidating, redhead made a beeline for him. 

“Hey Munson, we need to talk.” She said. 

He was taken aback. Sure they were neighbor’s and all but they didn’t really know each other that well, and she was surrounded by friends here. He couldn’t imagine what she would need him for, but who was he to deny the girl who’d been cursed by Vecna himself. 

“Sure, Red. What’s, uh... what’s up?”

She crossed her arms over her chest and gave him an honest-to-god once over. Suddenly he felt like he was being picked apart by an adversary and being studied for weaknesses. Which was weird considering they were on the same side here. He was so confused. 

She cleared her throat and held piercing eye contact as she hit him with her question. “What’s going on with you and Steve? I mean, what are your intentions?”

Eddie couldn’t help but burst out laughing. There was no way she could possibly know he was gay, and obviously Steve wasn’t. So it had to be some kind of joke.

Right?

One look at Max’s face silenced him abruptly. 

For some reason, she looked pissed. “Well that’s about as clear an answer as I could have asked for. Is this a fucking joke to you?”

Eddie glanced around, hoping someone, anyone, would come and rescue him from the scary teenager, but everyone was busy with their own taks. 

“Wait, what do you mean? Are you serious?” He said finally.

“As a heart attack, dickhead. I know I don't always show it, but Steve means a lot to me, okay? I don’t want to see him get hurt again.” She looked off briefly in the direction she’d come from. Where Nancy was still working on her sawed off shotgun and making sure she had enough ammunition. 

“I don't understand.”

He really didn’t.

Eddie got the Nancy thing. He’d had a nearly front row seat to the show the night their relationship had imploded in the bathroom of Tina’s Halloween party. He'd been dealing just across the hall and couldn’t help but overhear, but he didn’t know what he had to do with any of that. 

“The boys might all be blind but I'm not,” Max began. “I was watching you guys on the boat through the binoculars.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow. 

“Okay fine, I was watching Steve take his shirt off through the binoculars. Sue me, have you seen him? Whatever, I saw the way you were looking at him and-”

Eddie cut her off. “Max… that’s… you can’t just say that shit, alright?”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not trying to out you, Munson. Trust me, I don’t care if you’re gay. I’m not gonna, like, tell anybody.”

Good to know. 

“Okay fine, good, I guess. Thanks. But, what’s all this shit about me and Steve?”

She furrowed her brows for a moment and then something seemed to click in her head. “Oh. So you are as stupid as you look.”

“Hey!”

“Just calling ‘em how I see ‘em.” She shrugged.

“Jesus christ, all you kids and you’re fucking tones I swear to god.” He muttered.

“Look, I'm just gonna say it. Usually I wouldn't get involved, but since no one can blame the dying girl for meddling, I- ”

Eddie softened. “Max...”

He knew she didn't like sympathy, she's made that abundantly clear, but he coudn't help it. She shut it down immedietely though.

“I’m fine, just listen. Steve clearly likes you.”

“I mean, we did have a little talk in the weird freaky woods, and we definitely don’t hate each other anymore, but I…”

Max snorted. “See? Stupid.”

Eddie gaped at her. “Dude, what did I ever do to you?”

She pointedly ignored his outburst. 

“Like I said. I saw the way you looked at him on the boat and then I saw the way he looked at you when you got back. Then there was that whole thing in the RV." She shuddered. "I don’t know what happened in between, and I don't want to, I just want to make sure you know that if you hurt him we will all collectively kick your ass. You might be one of us now, but Steve's been there from the beginning. He’s saved all of our lives, more than once. He deserves to be happy.”

Eddie took a deep breath. He could appreciate what she was saying, and yeah maybe he had started to develop a small crush on the guy. Anyone would after seeing him rip that demobat apart with his bare hands… and mouth. 

Jesus Christ, Eddie stop thinking about his mouth!

“Listen, Red. I think it’s sweet, what you're trying to do here, but I cannot stress to you how unnecessary this is. Nothing is going on between Steve and I. Even if I wanted that– and I'm not saying I do!” He was quick to add. “He is literally the straightest guy I've ever seen.”

“Did he tell you that?”

“He didn't have to.”

“There you go again, putting people in boxes!” Max scrunched her nose in disgust. “Isn’t that against your whole thing?” She asked, gesturing at the general, everything, about him.

“Technically, yes. But…”

“But nothing! You shouldn’t assume things about people. You should talk to him.”

“There is no way in hell I'm asking Steve Harrington if he’s gay!”

“Not that dip shit. Just, i don't know, tell him you like him!”

“Why do I have to put myself out there?!” Eddie shouted, a touch too loud. He wasn’t sure why he hadn’t just denied it.

Max sighed deeply. “Because Steve won’t. He’s probably scared and he’ll just keep flirting with you until you get the hint and I gotta be honest, I don't have a lot of faith in you on that front after this conversation. So I'm gonna need you to bite the bullet on this one.”

Eddie chewed his lip. He couldn't believe this girl actually had him considering this. 

Was it worth the risk if she was wrong? 

Maybe. 

What did he have to lose it anyway if it went badly?

“Okay. Fine. If we all survive this I promise I'll talk to him. Happy?”

“Ecstatic.”

And then Eddie wasn’t an idiot and he didn’t go after the demobats alone and he didn’t die. Steve however did wind up in the hopistal, because how could he fucking not have gotten an infection with that many open wounds running around in a fucking hell dimension. Eddie sat by his bedside and one night confessed his crush. And then they kissed and lived happily ever after. The end.

[demonsword586]

Swish!

Another hit of Lucifer's crop landed on your behind,making you choke on your breath. A hot,stinking sensation soon spread across your whole buttock,leaving behind a thin line of pink on your skin. You subconscioussly bit into the bridle he forced in your mouth a bit before.

But you coudn't linger on the pain of his harsh whip any longer. After all,he didn't spank you for no reason. It was an encouragement. His way of silently telling you to speed up. As soon as that thought appeared in your mind,your hips started picking up their pace.

You lifted up yourself,just enough for the tip of his cock to be the only thing left in your entrance and then slammed your butt right back on his lap,swallowing all of his long shaft once again. You did that repeatedly with a steady rithem. Yet it was clear Lucifer still wasn't pleased.

He had a smirk gracing his face. A playful smirk which he rarely showed. Yet his black eyes gazed at you disppointedly. Was this really all a human was capable of? He knew humans were weak beings,but surely they know how to ride a cock. Perhaps you just needed some more motivation.

In one of his hands he held the rains of your bridle. His hand holding it firmly just like back then when he rode his horse in a race to win his prize. The prize which he had to fight against all other kings to get...you.

Suddenly he tugged roughly on the rains,making your head arch back. A muffled whimper escaped your mouth from the sudden tug.

His other hand let go of the crop and reached behind you. He wrapped his arm around your lower back firmly,stopping your movements. You could feel his hand press against the red marks which he brought out after you entered the stable. He has cruelly whipped your butt and back. The pain overwhelmed your lower back once again as he unintentionally touched the marks left behind.

But thankfully your mind coudn't focus on the sharp pain since something else was bringing delight straight in the deepest parts of you.

As soon as you were firmly planted down on his pelvis,Lucifer's hips which were still throughout the whole time,now quickly lifted. His cock was powerfully thrusted into you,forcing a pathetic moan out of you. The silent king wasn't planning to show you any mercy however.

He didn't even give you time to breathe before he started quickly thrusting into you with all his might. His thrusts were hard and swift. Though,for a devil,he was loving you with a steady pace. But for you it felt like he was hammering his shaft in your channel like a nail. You screamed his name as loudly as you could through the gag. It sounded like a whine of pleasure but also a slight pain.

Meanwhile Lucifer didn't seem to be minding your noises at all. It even looked like he was enjoying it. Like he was enjoying pushing you to your limits. It was like his goal everytime you two coupled. With a husky voice he growled at you.

''Such a pitiful little thing you are. Do you truly belive that I can be satisfied with such little effort? You are forgeting that I'm the oldest of god's creations and a king of pride itself....Still,I cannot judge such a young creature for their inexperience....I shall take it upon myself to show you how to ride me,mortal.''

(Anyway this is how I want Lucifer's card story to go :3)

[coraniaid]

I wish that Professor Maggie Walsh had been the true Big Bad of Season 4. And I wish that she hadn't been unceremoniously killed off halfway through the season. And I wish that -- over the whole history of the show -- she wasn't one of only three human women aged over 25 who were allowed more speaking time than the creepy sex robot Warren Mears builds in Season 5 [and note, by the way, that neither of the other two are alive at the end of the show either].

But most of all I wish -- I really, really wish -- that I could persuade myself that Maggie Walsh was even the slightest bit interesting. Because I'm sorry, but she's just not.

Is there any villainous character on the show where the difference between how compelling they could have been and how boring they actually are in canon is this stark? The show has had some pretty underwhelming arc villains, sure, but Adam is about as interesting as a rejected Doctor Who villian with a floppy disk drive in his chest could ever have been and the First Evil was originally created to be a disposable monster of the week to begin with so it's hardly a surprise she doesn't manage to transcend this and Caleb very obviously only exists at all because the writers panicked when they realized the First coudn't offer any sort of personal physical threat.

But Professor Walsh should have been different! This was the start of the post-high school seasons; a start to establish the tone of the whole show going forward. She would have been the first antagonist fully grounded in the world of the real; not a vampire or an immortal man who sold his soul to become a big snake, but a fully human villain who never stops being human. She could have been written as a juxtaposition of Principal Snyder and the Mayor and Gwendolyn Post; or as a more explicit foil of Joyce Summers or Rupert Giles. She could have been a villain who could challenge Buffy in both the supernatural and regular worlds. She was a successful woman in her fifties in academia in the 1990s! Wouldn't a show whose "feminism" was anything but surface deep be even a little bit interested in exploring what that meant?

Professor Walsh could have related to Buffy and her friends in ways no previous villain ever did. What does it mean for Buffy -- who we've seen worry so much about her own future prospects, and her fear of ending up like her mother -- to have a possible role model who managed to combine a sucessful career with knowledge of the supernatural? What if Walsh's attempts to win Buffy over to her side lasted for more than half an episode? Or, failing that, what sort of threat could a smart and capable human who knew about Buffy's secret identity as a Slayer have posed her, given her own pronounced reluctance about hurting ordinary humans? What would it have meant for Buffy's fears of not being fully human if an expert in the supernatural had looked at her and seen a monster? And why is Willow suddenly interested in studying pyschology all of a sudden, and does it have anything to do with the fact her own parents are both succesful academics who work in this field?

The writers aren't interested in even pretending to address any of these questions. [Did they even remember what career they gave Willow's parents?]

Depressingly, the only reason Professor Walsh is actually here is to answer the question "what if your new boyfriend's stuck-up mom didn't like you because she was a jealous bitch and then she immediately got herself killed anticlimatically because she was also really fundamentally stupid about it?".

What a waste. And they hired Lindsay Crouse for this?

(Also: if they were going to make Professor Walsh a "world renowned" pyschologist the writers should maybe have bothered to look into how seriously the field took the ideas of Sigmund Freud in 1999. Although her character's second career of experimenting on and cutting up demonic creatures for fun and profit would have made a lot more sense if they'd set her up as some kind of biologist, right? Or just make her an English literature teacher, if her teaching career is meant to be a front anyway and you want her to deliver themtically relevant monologues about Freud and Jung. At least I'd believe Buffy and Willow wanting to go to her class then.)

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Could you please do a hc of any of the wrestlers you write for reacting to their so telling them they are Pregnant please?

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcanons

Aew wrestlers reacting to you telling them you are pregnant with there child

Wrestlers Mentioned: Billy Gunn, Cash Wheeler, CM Punk, David Finlay, MJF

Main Masterlist Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Billy Gunn

When you told Billy you were pregnant he was shocked

He coudn't believe that he would be a father again when his two sons were in there late 20s-early 30s

He was scared but exited

Sure it was a suprise but what was he expecting

Sure he was older but having a younger girlfriend with high fertility could allow for something like this to happen

When he told his sons the news they didn't know what to think, they could have children themselves, how would you feel if your sibling had a 30 year age gap.

During your pregnancy Billy would spoil you, protecting you from the media, not wanting the negitive publicity cause stress to you and your baby

Billy promised he would be there for every ounce of your pregnancy and he was a saint

Cash Wheeler

When Cash found out you were pregnant he was beyond exited

He coudn't wait to share the news with his best friend Dax

Cash spent years looking up to the relationship with Dax and his wife, he always wanted to have children of his own

Being a first time dad Cash wanted to make sure everything was perfect, he read every book, he took an online course, he wanted to be the perfect dad

Cash would spoil your uborn child, he would bring home souvenears from every city he visited

He insisted on building everything himself, he built a beautful nursery

Cash would be the best father, he would love your child so much

The two of them would grow up to be best friends

CM PUNK

For some reason I feel like CM Punk would either be so supportive or would leave, no in between

CM Punk is the type to have a controversaly young girlfriend who he would eventualy leave for a younger girl (Don't get me wrong I love Punk I'm feeling this vibe rn)

The reason why CM Punk doesn't have kids at 45 isn't because of the multiple unstable relationships he has had. It's because he is scared of the idea of having kids, scared of the responsibility

When you told Punk you were pregnant he said nothing, he just held you as you cried.

You were scared and he was terrfied

He knew he would be a bad dad, he didn't want the responsibility of taking care of a human life

One day you woke up and he wasn't next to you

You looked around your shared appartment to see all of his things gone, the only think left was a note that read "I'm sorry" that was placed next to a waud of cash.

David Finlay

After being friends with bennfits with David Finlay you would fall pregnant

It was a shock, you had no idea how David would react

When you told David he was just as shocked as you were

It took him a while to even form words but when he did they were nothing but words of support

He wanted to support you, he was onboard with whatever you wanted to do, after all it was your body

He was exatic when he found out you wanted to keep your baby

He coudn't wait to be a dad

Some of the other members of Bullet Club teased him for it but he didn't care

David Finlay was made to be a father, he is such a daddy

He would protect you and your son, he would do ANYTHING to keep you safe, even ......murder

Maxwell Jacob Friedman

When you told Max you were pregnat he almost fainted

Sure he wanted kids but not now

The first thing he thought of was leaving, it was a coward move but he was scared

He booked a weekend trip claiming it was for work and left for a few days to compose himself

When he returned it was like he was a diffrent man

He became exited, he would buy matching burberry outfits for him and your future child

Max would marry you immediately and promise to be there through it all and he was

Max would spoil your child with expensive things and designer clothing

He would end up being a great father

An: I hope you enjoyed it!

[amber-tortoiseshell]

Male tortoiseshells

Tumblr loves male tortoiseshells, right?

It's common knowledge (...i think?) that's tortoiseshell cats are almost always females. (Here and everywhere else i use the word "tortoiseshell" in its broadest meaning: it includes all kind of calicos and torbies.) The reason of this is that the red color's gene is located on the X chromosome, so if a cat is both red and not red (in other words it's a tortie), it needs two different X chromosomes: one with the red (O), one with the black (o) allele.

Generally there are two ways to get a male tortoiseshell: he can be a chimera, or or he can have atypical number of sex chromosomes.

Chimeras are the fusion of two or more embryos thus they can have cells with different genotypes: they can be longhaired and shorthaired at the same time, have both diluted and undiluted area in their furs, or... be black and red in patches. They are generally fertile and pass the colors that their gonads (testicles or ovaries) carry, which is not necessirely the same as they show.

The normal number of sex chromosomes are two; for males an X and an Y. If a cat has two Xs and an Y, it'll be male, but it can carry both the O and the o alleles. Of course, an XXY male can easily have two red or two black alleles, and be a seemingly normal red or black cat. But they are typically infertile regardless of their color.

Let's see some male tortoiseshells!

Dawntreader Texas Calboy

Yeah, he's quite tumblr-famous, maybe you've seen that one post about him. He's a black tortoiseshell blotched tabby with white, a chimera and fertile; on his facebook page you can see several of his children. He has both black and red daughters, which means he can produces gametes from both of his cell lines.

Unfortunately I coudn't find his name, but in this picture the back right kitten is also a male tortoiseshell. Specifically, he's a black smoke karpati tortoiseshell with white and dominant blue eyes. (His breeder seems to like experimenting with new things.) More pictures and videos in his owner's facebook posts (it's possible that you have to join the group to see it): newborn kitten kitten young adult

Sherpa Cats Beyond Heaven

Beside red and black he also seems to mix pointed and not pointed. (Note the dark red cheeks and the light brown legs of a black colorpoint.) When tested, he consistently showed the results of multiple cats.

Ezra

He is red with a few black patches, and tufts of long hair. His owner tested him and the lab found both XX (female) and XY (male) cells, so he definitely is a chimera. I find his differently colored eyes especially cool!

Brady

Black tortoiseshell tabby with white, and for once not a chimera: according to the tests he has three sex chromosomes, XXY.

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

I woudn't have realized if no one mentioned but... She-Ra characters don't have boobs

I thought this was just because it was a kids show but a lot of other woman in kids show actually have boobs and curves, like Eda from The Owl House or Ms Bellum from Powerpuff Girls. And i was thinking, why exaclty She-Ra characters don't?

I mean, they could have made them curvy without sexualizing them like Luz and Willow, they have curves but is not anything over the top and is actually realistic for kids their age (my boobs actually started growing around that age). Honestly, i coudn't think on a good enough reason for that other than that the people who made these designs were either man trying way too hard not to make them sexualized or woman that spend way too much time on Buzzfeed

i don’t think that’s true. some of the characters were flat-chested but not all of them.

i can’t believe i had to go scouring for images to prove that she-ra characters had boobs, but here you go.

[cxsha-sicily]

He broke my heart, so why would i run back? part 2

synopsis: you're biker ex-boyfriend helps you get back home after a party. Do you run back or leave him in the past

parings: Geto suguru x reader

w. fem! reader, biker! Geto suguru, fluff, angst, modern au

previously:

he let me go because he didn't want to see me hurt.

" can i ask you a question?"

out of the corner of my eye i saw him hold his breath. I figured this is a sensitive topic for him.

"go ahead"

he hesitated at first. He didnt really know how i would react to the question he was about to ask. He swallowed hard before he spoke softly.

"did you move on? Found someone else?

i had moved on. It wasnt because of someone else, it was because i knew that i needed to move on with my life and not weep for my past lover.

"i moved on. i've went on a couple a date but nothing blossomed from them. They weren't the reason i moved on either."

His hands started to feel cold when i conformed. The fact that i've tried moving on made his heart sink. It made him feel a pang of jealousy that he had no right to feel, especially when he left you.

deep down he hoped that i would just wait around and not give anyone a chance. after one year, he still wanted me to be his. He hated the idea of me moving on and finding someone else, only because he couldn't bear the thought of me being with another man.

"That girl that you broke up with me for, was she good for you? Did she make you happy? Are you'll still dating or did you breaker her heart like you did mine? "

when we first break up, i couldnt stand seeing them together. I would see them everywhere simply because me and Geto have the same friend group. Seeing him playing with her red hair while he was talking to Gojo, or seeings her grab onto his upper-arm and cling to him. Eventually, i stopped caring.

he was stunned that i brought her up. His hand slowly lets go of mine. He took a deep breath before he decided to answer me honestly.

"No, she was just someone who i thought i could love. I could never love someone as much as i love you. and we broke up a few months after our break up.

His eyes were distant. He wasn't looking into my eyes as he spoke. It was hard for him to talk about it. He thought he'd feel some sort of guilt but all he felt was pain.

" i hated seeing you with her. everything that you two did together reminded me of us. The way you defended her name like it was your own when someone talked about her, the way you would carry her if it was raining so that she didn't get her shoes wet"

i took a pregnant pause, i felt the tears well up in my eyes but they went away just as fast.

"eventually i stopped caring and moved on with my life."

he saw the way i looked at him as his hand interwinded into mine again. He wanted to pull away, knowing how much he hurt me. but you continued to hold is anyways. We both sat quietly for a while.

my words made his heart ache. He knew that i saw how he was when he was with her, and he never forgot all that either. He never forgot how he would do anything for her, how he protected her, held her, and took card of her.

" are you seeing anyone now?"

i pulled my hand away from his. I was seeing someone. i Met him on a cafe run and we've been talking ever since. He was nice, protective, funny.

"yes, i met him at a cafe."

He felt his body went cold. The thought of you with another man never failed to make his heart ache. He wanted to scream and say that it should've been him. It was his fault that i found someone else, and he had no way to fix it.

"you met him at the cafe?"

he asked, he coudn't hide the jealousy. His hand gripped his own thigh tightly as he waited for me to reply

'i was getting coffee on my way to work when he bumped into me. My coffee tipped over and spilled all over my clothes. He bought me a new coffee and he wanted to take me out for an apology."

He swallowed the lump in his throat when i spoke. He hated how someone else would get to buy things and spoil me when it should've been him. he didn't want anyone else to touch me, or to be close to me. He hated it.

"what does he look like?"

"he has black hair with yellow on the ends of his hair. He has yellow eyed and hes roughly 6'2. He had both of his arms covered in sleeve tattoos"

he was jealous. He was upset. A tall, tattooed handsome man had his arms around you while he could only watch from afar. He wondered about his own looks. He had nothing that the other guy didnt.

" does he make you laugh"

he asked as he tried to hide the bitterness in his voice.

" he doesn't make me cry."

his breath hitched upon hearing that. He knows that i've cried more than i should have while he was with me. He still remembered how much you cried when he broke up with you over a petty reason like another girl. He felts his guilt slowly coming up to his head.

" im sorry"

he muttered quietly. he can't even blame me for not wanting him to hold me anymore. He wasn't any better than that tattooed man.

i nodded my head. i didn't know what else to say or do.

he didnt want to ask anymore questions, in fear of upsetting himself any further. His eyes trained onto the night sky as he silently fidgeted with his hands, while my hand stayed in his. he wanted to have me all to himself, even though he knew he will never have me the same way he did before.

i sighed and slipped my hand away from his and stood up from my spot next to his bike.

"i have somewhere to be tomorrow. i'll see you later Geto"

i wasnt adamant about seeing him later but it was a nicer way of telling him to go home.

he took one last look at him, his eyes were lingering on my face before it dropped to the ground again.

"yeah"

he muttered softly under his breath as he started the engine of his bike. He waited for me to start walking to my front door step before he drove away, leaving me alone.

this one is shorter than part 1, simply from the fact that i have 0 motivation to write. but i have you liked and enjoyed it.

[starsheild]

Partner: Part 3

"Officer Prowl?"

The woman voice was hesitant, and she maintained a very healthy distance from the silent police cruiser parked at the end of the line-up.

Prowl scanned her instantly. "'Good evening ma'am. Is there something I can do for you?"

The woman shifted from foot to foot, clearly uncomfortable with speaking to someone that she didn't know was and to her mind coudn't really see as person. "The chief said not to bother you with this, but I know this isn't usual. Well, as much as anyone can know anything about Officer Hunter, I guess."

Prowl waited quietly, not wanting to scare the woman off. Prowl knew that Sierra didn't have a lot of friends. She refused to get involved with any of her coworkers on anything more than a professional level, and they as a whole seemed to know very little about her personal life. He listened, when they talked around him, since so many of them forgot that he was more than he appeared.

"Today is her day off. She takes the same day every year. It's the only day she insists on having off." The woman was rambling, but Prowl wasn't about to stop her. He was learning things that he should know about his partner. "They wanted to call her in today to cover someone else shift and she's not answering her phones. The chief said she's fine but…"

"Thank you. I will go check on her."

The woman nodded, and Prowl called after her, by name. She jumped in place, turning to eye him very warily. "Thank you. Officer Hunter needs far more help than she is willing to admit."

Relaxing, the woman nodded in agreement, hitching her bag higher on her shoulder and making her way quickly out of the garage.

Prowl waited until she was far enough that he would not disturb her by following her out. The woman had obviously stepped very far out of her comfort zone, and ignored an implication, if not an order, to not share this. There was no reason to make her more uncomfortable.

Prowl rolled from the garage and headed along the familiar route to Sierra's apartment. He would check there first.

The apartment was dark and empty, Prowl didn't even need to scan very thoroughly. So he sat quietly outside of the building, working through what he knew of Sierra. She rarely spoke of doing anything outside of work. He knew where she usually got her groceries- more than once Prowl had stopped at a small local supermarket on the way to drop her off at night, but there was no way she would have spent a whole day there.

Coffee. There was a coffee shop where she liked to stop when they were working on a difficult case or she just felt like they were going to have a difficult shift ahead of them.

The first time she had predicted a difficult shift Prowl had told her that it was illogical. There was no way that she could know when one shift was going to be any more busy then the other, not when there was no constant, defining pattern to her feelings.

After the third time she was correct Prowl had just started pulling into the parking lot, ignoring the small, familiar laugh in the back of his processor that he could never hear again. The friendly laugh of a mech long gone.

Prowl cruised the parking lot, but there was no sign of his human partner anywhere, and as he turned back out on the main street he considered other possibilities. He knew where the other officers went when they were off duty. None of those places were places he could imagine Sierra frequenting. Except…

Making a smooth and completely legal u-turn Prowl headed for the other side of town.

The sun was setting by the time Prowl pulled into the largest local metro park. Families were packing, preparing to be gone by closing time, and Prowl slowed down carefully, aware of the unpredictability of human younglings. His spark hummed happily as the some of the children waved at him, and for a moment he felt slightly empty.

Sierra always waved back to the children, sometimes even stopping to talk to them for a few minutes when they were not busy. This park was one of their usual patrols, and he had almost forgotten her comments about how pretty it was and how nice of a place it was to go for a run.

There was a small lot and a shelter deep in the park. They had stopped there one day for Sierra to take her lunch break, and even Prowl had to admit that the view in early spring, with all of the flowering trees in bloom, was worthy of study.

He pulled into the lot, and on the surface the place looked just as abandoned as it was supposed to be. But even if they didn't know much about each other beyond a professional level, they knew each other very well on a professional level.

"Prowl."

"You always know that it is me." Prowl commented, slightly amused and very relieved to have found her.

"Sorry to disappoint, but you still don't have the engine sound down right."

Prowl stopped behind the boulder she was sitting on, going quiet. "That is good to know."

"I hate cars."

[ceps-pers]

💭 Daydreaming Questions 💭

⏳How long have you been daydreaming for? What was your first scenario/paracosm? I've daydreamed for as long as i can remember. I dreamt of balls with characters i loved, i dreamt of going to magical schools (not Hogwarts, i hadn't yet discovered it), i dreamt of adventures fighting the shadows of the world and of being a lost boy. The In-Between though, dates back to the begining of me writing. In primary school, we had a personal notebook for when we were bored, and i started making my own world in it. That's the very beginning of the paracosm i still hold onto.

❓Would you rather: have your daydreams projected onto a screen attached to your head at all times or be entirely unable to daydream ever again for the rest of your life? The screen! It's not maladaptive anymore, so it wouldn't pop up anywhere anytime. Plus, it's be nice providing free movies for people i love and trust! And maybe i could use the screen like a movie director, and record it to make my own little movies! It's certainly be easier than trying to write it all down!

🪞 What para of your is most like you? Paraselves/self-inserts don't count! Probably a mix of Viaris and Lilly! I'm very artistic and jittery and flamboyant like Vi but also when I was younger I was literally a younger version of Lilly (didn't notice at the time-)

🏷️ How do you come up with names? Do they come to you or do you spend hours on websites? Sometimes they come to me, but it's quite rare! Most often I look at generators or websites until one rings right! For the main cast for example, Viaris came to me, the others i had to look.

🗺️ Do you do extensive worldbuilding for your paracosm? If so, what are some of your favorite elements? I do! I'm currently trying to sort that information and write it down actually! I coudn't really choose favorites right now though to be honest

🪽 If your paras found out you were their creator, how would they react? Viaris: Step 1: existential crisis. Step 2: dang that's cool, someone made me, so I have to be wanted! (yes he needs therapy) Nikolas: That boy would never be the same. His entire view on reality and purpose would be shattered. Lilly: Freaked out. As in, why the fuck would the equivalent of a god be so close to its creation, this feels parasocial Brue: Probably would find me a bit lame/weird for having that as a solution, but would do her best for me to feel supported Harvel: Would feel like he just got out of the cave from Plato's allegory. Would think they're taking it well, they're not, they're having an existential crisis.

🦦 If you have a self insert/paraself, how similar are they to you? Pretty similar! Braver, more reckless. And, well..; not stuck in a static human body-

🕐 Is there any time of the day where you can't/don't daydream? The morning! It can't be the first thing I do after making my coffee- however I can write about it first thing in the morning, just not daydream in itself for some reason. I think it's because I love calm chill mornings so much and even if my daydreams are chill/slice of life sometimes, I move a lot when I daydream, so it doesn't really fit the vibe X)

📜 Are your daydreams linear and structured, or do you jump all over the place? Pretty structured! The jumps are more of a "in the meantime, with X character(s)" kind of thing, but even if there's flashbacks and all it's pretty linear and organised despite me improvising the whole time

🎶 What's a song you've been daydreaming to lately, and what's your favorite moment in said daydream? I've been daydreaming to "Labour - the cacophony" by Paris Paloma. Always for revolts of opressed people, often queer (or queer coded) or feminine people (like the fae or shapeshifters) That song and the feminine rage I feel while listening make me shiver everytime, it's such a powerful song

🐣 Do your paras age with you, or are their ages static? They age with me! And we have a whole history together, we grew up together pretty much! When I include fictionnal characters that I got to know younger, they aged with me too. I don't really think about it much, but if I met them for example 3 years ago, they're aged too since then.

🚀If you had the opportunity to leave this world and live in your paracosm forever, would you? Why or why not? I'm very torn, because this world and these people have been with me for around 10 years, b ut I've found great people in this verse and I'd feel bad abandoning them… I'd rather just float in between them, since the in-between is linked to all worlds theoretically.

🏃 Do you move a lot when daydreaming, and if so, in what ways? I walk (unless I'm in a moving vehicule, as the world already moves around me) and gesticulate a lot, as well as make faces and mouth things.

🎬 Have you ever wanted to make a piece of media of your paracosm (comic, animation, visual novel, novel, tv show, etc.)? I'd love for an animated series and a book series to be made!! But also I could never look at any criticism, not matter how constructive and kind, because it's too much of my baby

💫 When you actively want to start daydreaming, what is your mind's process? I'll look at fanarts and tropes and stuff I like on Tumblr or Youtube, put on some music, and usually it comes easy like this!

👻 Do you ever daydream about yourself (not a self insert, just you)? Yes, but mot in the usual way I daydream. It's more when I'm bored waiting, or even lost in my thoughts, where I'll daydream about what I'll do the next day, or when/if I get my dream cottage, what would my day be like, stuff like that. I don't move, I just sit back, and music isn't necessary for those.

🧱 When you experience a daydream block or crash, what are things you do to try and fix it (or ways you cope)? Consume series, books, movies, animatics, etc, anything that I love and inspire me! I don't usually look at prompts or tropes like usual though. And if it's still blocking, I'll try to discover a new thing I'll love, and that usually gets me out of it. Otherwise, now that it isn't maladaptive anymore, I just do other things (even if I miss my paras, they'll be there when I'm unblocked ❣️)

📖 For fictparacosms, do your daydreams affect how you perceive the media and/or the fandom? The In-Between being in between worlds, I sometimes mix it with some characters and worlds from things I like, so while it's not quite a fictparacosm, I'm still answering this ^^ Yes it does. I'll usually seperate my version and the canon one, as like, an alternate timeline yk? That's the best way I've found, as that way I can enjoy both my daydreams and the source, no matter how different or what happens!

💅 If you have tried to make your paras in character makers (picrew, meiker, etc), what is an aspect of your para that these makers never/rarely have? The colorful glowing tattoos the Bitweenians get when they get "adopted" by the in-between!! There's sometimes tattoos, but they're always in back ink TwT Still looks good, but not quite my vision

👁️ Are your daydreams clear in your mind's eye? Yes! Like a movie/series! Sometimes animated, sometimes live-action!

[slutforgluttony]

Hellooo. Have you ever thought about putting your content or videos on curvage? I always thought you were on there for some reason but I coudn't find your page. Fansly adds up too quickly just from personal experiences so I haven't used it since. Currently a broke mf with 2 college degrees trying to find employment. Sure you could relate to some degree lol

You could say am looking for alternatives to indulge on a budget 🥸

I'm not sure how curvage works as I do not have an account on there, but my videos would not be priced any differently if I uploaded them anywhere else as I've always stuck to a very specific way I sell content

I occasionally offer huge discounts and sales though, but I am currently only selling content through fansly.

[flower1622]

The goddess not so ordinary - Chapter 5

The gods of Olympus were waiting for the others to appear, except Hades who still didn't arrive, but they started the reunion without him.

- We are all reunited here to discuss something very serious. Selena is gone and one of us may be the responsible for her disappearence - Zeus declares.

- What?! - The others thad didn't know yelled.

- Exactly, but we have to make an investigation about the reasons for someone to do this - Athena completes.

- Maybe it was for jealous reasons, because someone coudn't stand another one being the center of attention - Ilithia says while staring Eris angry.

- And the most important of all, we can't accuse someone here without evidence - Athena continues.

- And Hades? - Eris asks.

- What about my husband? - Persephone asks.

- Yeah, isn't it a little suspect that he isn't present on this reunion where the principal subject is to discuss Selena's kidnapping... because I think it's a little strange.

- Are you insinuating that my husband is the responsible one?! - Persephone gets angry at Eris.

- I'm only saying ... - Eris says.

- Enough! If he is the responsible one or not, we'll deal with it later. Right now, we need to speak about the last time we saw Selena. This may help to the investigation - Athena suggests.

- Great ideia Athena, I'm dying to hear someone's depoiment! - Ilithia exclaims while looking at Eris direction.

So, everyone started talking about what they thought of Selena and the last time they saw her. Now, they needed only two gods confessions: Eris and Hades. While Eris was looking around, everybody was staring at her, waiting for her answer.

- Eris? - Zeus tries to get her attention.

- What? - Eris asks

- It's your turn to confess, stupid! - Ilithia says.

- That's enough! I won' t tolerate fights here! - Zeus says

- It was her that started this time! - Eris exclaims while pointing to her sister Ilithia.

- Eris! Don't test my patience! Now, talk! - Zeus says

- Well, the last time I saw Selena was when Hera put her to sleep . I confess not liking the baby very much, but I would never do something terrible to her, if you know what I mean - Eris explains.

- LIAR! - Ilithia gets angry and stands up.

- Silence, Ilithia! That's the last time I'm warning you - Zeus speaks to Ilithia.

- But, father she is lying ... - Ilithia tries to explain.

- Sit down, Ilithia! Don't make me repeat it again.

- Fine! - Ilithia mumbled

- Now, the only one missing is Hades' - Zeus says.

Suddenly, a fire appeared before them and coming out of it was Hades.

- No need to worry, I'm already here. I got some big news about Selena' s kidnapping and her kidnapper - Hades speaks.

- Do you know who it was? - Hera asks

- Yeah, and I have evidences. You'd like to get the men here out of the question.

- What do you mean, Hades? - Zeus asks confused.

- Simple, little brother. It wasn't one of them, but one of the women.

- WHAT?! - the others all ask shocked, except Eris and Ilithia.

[alexstewart]

Hi love!!! @fujikoi

(Replying here because I talk too much.)

Thank you so much for trying to help, I'm very grateful and I appreciate it more than you know!!

Now…I'M STRUGGLING lmao.

Ok so I've added a new page in my custom theme window, and it allowed me to upload the icons directly.

It worked but I didn't like the way it looked.

They were side by side, in a row of only 3 pictures.

I've also tried the link you sent but for some reason, I'm either dumb (which is more likely the case lol) or I'm really struggling to follow and understand the tutorial.

Stubborn as I am, it did not stop here.

The last thing I've tried is to install an icons theme, but if I'm correct tumblr doesn't work with Javascript in their HTML anymore. Therefore, I coudn't install it. I guess it was an old theme with no new updates.

What I'm going to do is keep doing what I was doing.

Meaning, posting 30 icons and make more posts if needed.

I'm tired and over it, I feel like an idiot and I hate tumblr's perpetual changes.

The only good thing they ever did was adding the "reblogged by a mutual" thing.

Anyway, sorry for the rant and again, THANK YOU so so much!!!! The fact that you offer to help makes me melt, you ray of sunshine!!

[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Alskskakak my brain is spinning on the wheeeeel and thinking maybe a smutty smut of Mr. Omega not paying attention to reader (bc video games), so she makes sure to grab that attention the only way she knows how 😉🥳🥲

Video Games

Kenny Omega X Fem reader

Warnings: SMUT, unprotected sex

Inspired by Video Games by Lana Del Rey

Kenny Omega Masterlist Main Masterlist

Don't get me wrong I loved Kenny being home. Dispite being together for years it felt like I rarely saw him. My only true complaint was Kenny locking himself in his room for hours playing video games. Video games where his escape, he was able to forget about the reason he was kept at home. I know things had been tough for him, it had been tough on everyone but spending hours and hours playing video games in the dark wound't fix anything. At least I convinced him to move his setup to the living room, that way he would be exposed to sunlight and a more comfortable environment.

As I watched Kenny focused on his game I coudn't help but feel like I had become a charecter in his game. I felt lost, I felt forgotten. I know he wasn't feeling like his best self but the lack of attention and intasmy was starting to get to me. As I searched my closet trying to think about what I would wear today a baby blue sundress caught my eye. I pulled out the dress and felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me. I haden't seen this dress in years. Kenny had picked it out for me in Tokyo years ago. This sundress was his favourite, the two of us always seemed to get into trouble when I wore it. Just then it hit me, I had the perfect way to get Kenny's attention and you best believe it involved the dress.

I was supprised the dress still fit. I put on some mascara and sprayed Kenny's favourite perfume. I walked down the stairs and called out Kenny's name. I wasn't expecting a response. The closer I got the more seductive I tried to be. I stoped right infront of him, blocking the TV. "Oh come on Y/n, you're blocking the TV" he said anoyed as he tried to shove me out of the way. I took the controler from his hands in an attempt to get his attention. "What are you doing?" He asked as I pushed him back on the couch. "You never pay attention to me anymore" I told him as I straddled his hips on the couch. I could see the change in his eyes. He noticed the dress. I leened in and gave him a big kiss before removing myself from his body. It was almost like he read my mind. Just as I was about to pull down one of the straps of the dress he told me "Keep the dress on. You know what that dress does to me" as he tried to pull me back into his arms.

We were like two sttarved animals, hungry for eachothers body. Kenny's hands roamed my body, he bunched my dress up the sides. "No painties?" Kenny asked playfully as he placed a rough kiss to the sweet spot on my neck. I removed his cock from his pants and began to carefully place kisses and kitten licks on his shaft. "No teasing, I need you so badly" He told me in a breathy moan.

Our bodies had become one, we matched eachothers thrusts as I rode him on our couch. The sunlight reflecting in the window, the candles light throughout the home. The two of us making sweet love was all too much. We were fast and rough and loving gentile all at the same time. I could feel the familiar knot in the stomach build up. He knew I was close, he knew body and what I needed. "I want you to cum all over my dick. Make a big mess on me" Just like that my orgasm washed over me, triggering Kenny's. The two of us rode out or orgasms before melting into each other. We stayed like that for a while, not wanting to move from safe feeling that was when we were one. "You should wear that dress more often"

[teplomilka]

28 augusti 2023

well well well. i already see a type of content on this little page i didn't know it could be even a thing: a collection of fun facts about me and stuff related to me. i just.. i like telling people fun facts and since this page is basically about me and my stuff, sooo i think it's actually a natural instinct for me to put some facts here and there.

soooo.. hehehe.. the next fun fact about me is that in my teenage years, i was quite interested in blogging. during that time i created several blogs (some of them were of various purpose) - i had at least three or four tumblr blogs, three blogspot sites, a few on facebook, i think i even created a couple of pages on some other platforms, but i really don't remember their name. and for a while i had a twitter profile, but after a while i stopped going there and when i returned after a long time, i couldn't remember the login, lol. i mean, both password and email (prob lost the email password too so i coudn't reset the password). yes, i know, my brain is a stoopid lil potat (￣^￣) so in 2017 i made a new one hh (°´꒳`°) aaand that one stayed with me since then. sure, there are some... meh and weird and cringe tweets, but i'm looking at it as part of my past, when i went through many very difficult stages and exactly those times formed me into the being i am now. you see?

ok, and why am i telling you this? because some of them are actually findable and with them stayed also my posts that wouldn't be here anymore not still existing those blogs.

umm and you know what? i want to post here one short story, in fact my first one (if school essays don't count) and maybe it will be better on a new post. moreover, it's in slovak and i am really sorry but eh.. i don't know.. maybe some time. it's just that in my work i'm trying to focus not only on a story and interpretation and all these things we are taught and used to pull out and take from the text, but also on choosing the words that add to the flow of reading and that way help with immersion. probably the best analogy i can give you on that matter is that my ultimate goal is to create a literary work that is by itself one extensive onomatopoeia. i don't know of you understand, but basically that as you read it, it sounds and feels like its whole meaning..? for example, a story about love, that when it's read, it sounds and feels like love.

and fun fact for the end - that is one of my reasons why i learn so many languages - so in the future i will be hopefully able to translate my writings into different languages with the same or as close as possible experience as with the original one (*´꒳`*)

~ tori☆*

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

Everytime im on Tik Tok there's always an slide show like: "you want good female characters in media but you coudn't handle her!" And is the most annoying character ever like, Sakura or some shit like that.

Dude, i don't hate them because they have vaginas, i hate them cause they're assholes (and im not even gonna mention those characters that get the "hot girl" pass) and don't even come at me saying like "oh she have trauma" cause then im gonna bring out the "everyone got dead people" speech from Guardians of the Galaxy, i don't give a shit.

Sorry if i don't respect the trauma of this fictional character, maybe i would care if they were a bit more sympathetic but they just chose to be a jerk to everyone for no reason other than "i went trought bad stuff as a kid" like, oh yeah? Me too, half of the country did but im not a killer because of that! This is why i always liked the heroes more than the villains (most of them at least) cause despite being trought literal hell, they keep being good and doing good stuff to people

(Before you ask, yes that was directly pointed at Catra and on the "femme fatale" troupe as a whole, cause i really dislike that troupe for the sole reason that those hoes never get jumped by the protagonist at some point)