#AMAZING!!! she was so talented and sometimes made me CRY

[platypusisnotonfire]

Ok so I feel like a slightly more positive post needs to follow this as I ran out of space in the tags but like

I was coming out of a …I guess I can’t say sheltered environment because naive I was not and I met so many people that were dangerous but…. Isolated? I think isolated is the word. Socially disconnected. And then suddenly having, if I were to estimate, 50ish homeless people over those two years that I talked to, learned from, knew everything about. They told me the daily news. They told me their drama. Eventually I knew about what mental illnesses they struggled with, what prescriptions they were on, what illegal medications they were using to cope with lack of medical care. I helped first responders with medical history when no one else knew. I gained such a perspective on the world talking to people who had it worse than me but were still keeping on keeping on. And I loved all of them.

[venuswarmlight]

Okay but just imagine Mizu getting dominated by her s/o and feeling that safe she can actually let her femenine side out.

Very explicit nsfw under the cut. (afab reader)

The taste of her lips against yours was already making your thighs warm and wet, her hands were already searching for the sweet points in your body that makes you jolt and whimper for more, but this time was different. You wanted to make her feel different.

Since she's always manhandling you, always taking care of you, always pleasuring your needs, sometimes she gets really stressed by the thoughts of responsibility, like, she needed a break, a release from all the pain and suffering in this path full of blood. You were thinking about this since last week, and you just couldn't stand there again and let her do all the job. Not again.

Before she could take your kimono down, you took her hands gently, stopping her, your gaze connected with her as you whisper “Let me take control of this, tonight is all about you.” Your voice immediately made her relax, but it still was weird for her since she had this icanmakeeverythingbymyown mindset in her head.

She saw you getting on your knees as you sat her in a rock, in front of a waterfall, in the middle of the night, where the only expectator was the moon. “Hey, you don't have t-”

“But I want to. ” You replied, taking her pants off, she denied at first, scared of what could have happened, what could possibly put you and her in danger and that she cannot do anything about it. It's not like she treats you like a stupid young child that doesn't know how to take care of their self, in fact, Mizu thinks you're amazing at fighting when the situation merits it, your thin blade passes through the enemies bodies like it's a leaf, you're talented, but when she started falling in love with you, she had this need to protect you and own you, because she wants you to calm and not endure, like her. Now it's the other way around.

You place her hand in your head, as your mouth sinks in her arousal, your tongue gently caressed her clit, it was pumping against your lips as you kissed it with an indescribable romance, you were actually enjoying it, your pussy was like a water slide.

The sense of your tongue against her body made her change mind instantly, her hand pushed you deeper in her core, the moans that were low, raspy and groaning at first now were sweet and high pitched, her head tilted back as she just stopped being so hard like a rock and let herself just enjoy the moment, her hips moving into your mouth like wanting more, as you smiled against her lower lips.

“You're so beautiful when your off guard.” You babbled between her legs, your mouth left her throbbing cunt to make some kisses and hickeys on her crotch, your ears were hearing and orchest of whimpers and moans, at this point, she sounded like a woman fallen from heaven, and whatever you were doing, she was satisfied with it, more than satisfied, grateful.

“Keep doing it.. You're so fucking good at this-” She demanded, it was so cute you couldn't believe it, Mizu can be very submissive when it comes to.

Your ears now were hearing a wonderful orchest of whimpers and moans, they were so loud you had to get up and kiss her passionately to get her mouth shut, you tongues were dancing roughly, eating each other, it was so erotic you couldn't believe it. You? Making the cold Mizu whimper and cry for you?

“Come here, let me feel you closer.” You hummed.

“ I'll regret this later- Fuck! ” She panted in your mouth.

Mizu's legs were now hugging your waist, her hand was scratching your back and the other supporting her weight in the rock, you thrusted into her a bit rough until you felt her squirting all over your arm and a bit of your kimono, she was breathing hard against your lips, panting and squeezing your fingers full of her cum.

You stayed like this, close to her, your foreheads touched each other as Mizu and you closed your eyes, recovering from action, then you laughed a bit and pulled your fingers off, just to taste them later. “I told you this night was about you. ”

“I-.. ” She hided her face, trying to get back her pride. “Just shut the fuck up.” Mizu pulled you back again to her lips, kissing you like feral.

Maybe you could start being her stress-releaser since now.

[sednas]

['CAUSE HE'S A F×CK BOY ─ s. gojo]

꒰ ͜͡➸ sorry what did you say? oh you want a virginkiller!gojo fic? with enemies to lovers vibes? yeah I might have this one in store for you. smut will be in the second part tho! (which will be posted in one week or five months, who knows! :))

pairing: virginkiller!gojo x virgin!fem!reader

tw: college!au, suggestive themes, virginity kink, (dub-con) make out session, gojo is annoying but hey what's new, sexual tension, light fem masturbation at the end

gojo satoru was the golden boy. the most intelligent student of his class, the most talented sports player of the school, the most popular guy of the campus, maybe even of the whole city. he was excellent at everything. people were too amazed by his talent to notice his arrogance and his condescending smile, too blinded by his bright blue eyes and his snowy white hair.

gojo was the best at everything, and it included fucking. hell, fucking was actually on top of the list. he had a cheerleader waiting for him every night in his room, sometimes he could just wink at a girl and she was already spreading her legs for him in the bathroom a few minutes later. he could have literally everyone, but what he liked best was virgins. he loved them, such good girls who managed to keep their innocence until college. they were always so easy, so pliant.

and the thing he mostly liked to do with them was fucking them so hard that nobody could ever compare after that. he wanted them to think about him every time they would fuck someone else, he wanted them to rub their thighs together while thinking about him years later, this is what he liked to do with them. of course, the thought of ruining them for their first time was also appealing, they were usually so shy and reserved, he liked to take them apart piece by piece, make them drool, and then cry, and then forcing them to look at themselves in the mirror, letting them see how the filthiest version of themselves looked like. and in the end, when they were too fucked to think, he made them say thanks.

and this was exactly what he wanted to do with you.

you were way more difficult than the others, doing your best to ignore his piercing blue eyes, answering by a simple nod of your head every time he was trying to start a conversation, leaving the room every time he was in.

yeah you were difficult, but satoru always got what he wanted.

“all by yourself uh?”

he startled you a bit, and he could see that you were already looking for a way out by the way your eyes were looking at everything but him.

he moved his body to be at the same height as you, looking at you through his glasses, and then he said your name in a sweet voice, smiling when he saw how easily he got you looking back at him, your face obviously flushed.

“finally paying attention to me mh? it's a shame that you don't look at me often, I really like your eyes, they're pretty.”

and he really meant it, you were telling him everything with those eyes, the way you were constantly daydreaming about him, how you were humping your pillow at night, imagining it was his thigh instead. yeah, very pretty eyes.

“I want to get to know ya.” he said with a smile, and he got closer.

he kept himself from laughing when he saw you taking a few steps back and then he stopped, not wanting to make you panic too much.

“here, gimme your phone.”

you obeyed after barely a few seconds, and it only confirmed what he was already thinking; you were wrapped around his finger even though you were trying to hide it.

“mmh cute wallpaper… alright I'm just gonna add my number to your contacts annnnnd… done!” he finally said, his relaxed smile still on his face, handing you over your phone.

he didn't let go of it immediately, making sure your hands brushed against one another, noticing the way your breath got stuck in your throat.

“call me okay?”

one month passed by and you never called, or even texted. gojo felt frustration for the first time in his life, and because of that he was rougher than usual when he was fucking a cheerleader, his thoughts always coming back to you, and the way you were still ignoring him even though you were fucking yourself with your fingers every night while thinking about him. he was starting to get tired of his own game, but still, he wasn't planning on giving up. and so when he saw you standing in the kitchen during that halloween party, a devilish grin appeared on his pale face...

it's already too late when you spot him across the room, his blue eyes are on you. you can barely think of an escape that he's already in front of you, wearing a black tuxedo, a white collar wrapped around his neck and long white victorian sleeves hugging his arms, and making the rings on his fingers look elegant.

“you didn't call me.“ gojo whispers against your ear, his long arms trapping you between his body and the kitchen counter.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out, your eyes try to escape his teasing gaze as you're sure he can see every little detail on your face by standing so close.

“I thought… I thought you weren't serious when you gave me your number.”

he chuckles, noticing how you're even more embarrassed to look him in the eyes when he hasn't his glasses on.

“I like your costume, it suits your body.”

you feel your skin grows hot, his voice so soft and intimate, his eyes trailing on your body from up and down. it feels like you're alone in the whole house with only him. and your heart is racing with fear and anticipation, as you bring your thighs together. gojo notices it, placing his knee between them before you can fully close them, making you gasp.

“so tell me something baby…” he starts speaking in a honeyed voice, his lips coming closer to your ear.

you blink at the nickname, his body weighting a little more on your own, your back uncomfortably pressed against the kitchen counter as your body slowly bent to accommodate to the awkward position.

“are you scared of me or something?”

a nervous laugh comes out of your mouth, turning your head to escape from his warm gaze.

“I'm not scared of you.”

he can tell you're sincere, but it only makes him want to know more.

“then why are you avoiding me all the time uh?”

he tilts his head to the side, eyes burning with curiosity and his teeth flashing at you when you finally look back at him.

“i'm avoiding you because… you're so annoying, and you fuck everyone you know and you're so arrogant, always thinking you're better than anyone else. I don't like you, at all.”

a few seconds of silence pass by while both of you just look at eachother, until a smirk slowly appears on gojo's face.

“I didn't know you were so mean.” he laughed. “but if you hate me so much why aren't you pushing me away right now?” his sultry voice keeps sliding on you like honey, his mouth so close to your skin, breath fanning over your neck.

he's right, and he knows it, smiling even wider when he sees you looking at the ground in defeat.

“that's what I thought.” he smiles, one of his hand sliding along the side of your jaw, the sudden touch making your heart skips a beat.

his pale hand looks good on your skin, you can feel his fingers squeezing lightly your throat and the atmosphere becomes more tense than before, he still has this grin, like he knows everything about you, especially how much you want him to touch you more.

you're a few seconds away from giving up, your body almost falling on the counter to let gojo fully rest on you. somehow his smirk grows wider when he sees you closing your eyes. you let out a little whine when you feel him pressing all of his body weight against you.

“that was a sweet sound baby, mind if you make some more for me?”

despite shaking your head no, you pressed your body against him, hungry for more, finding a new pleasure in being the center of his attention. his slender fingers find their way to squeeze your chest, drawing another whine out of your mouth.

“more…” he orders, the sound of his voice muffled against your skin.

you try to close your lips, in a poor attempt not to give in so easily, but your legs turn to jelly as soon as he puts his soft lips on your neck. one of your hands flew through his white hair as you gasped at this new sensation.

his hot tongue tracing kisses along your neck, he grabbed your hips, bringing you even closer, letting you feel his boner. you feel dirty, intoxicated, but the heat coming out of his body is addictive. you let out another sound and your fingers are now grabbing his shirt in a needy way, trying to get him even closer to you. you want more. you need more.

you suddenly open your eyes when you feel his warmth vanish from your trembling body. you watch him walk away in disbelief while he's wearing a wicked smile on his face.

“I think my friends are waiting for me… it was fun, you should call me later okay?” he winked at you before exiting the room without letting you have any time to react.

you're left here, breathless, blood pumping into your veins, eyes clouded with desire, a pool of arousal between your legs. your hands clench into fists, of course he did it on purpose.

your eyes are fixated on your phone as breathless sighs keep coming out of your mouth.

"fuck!" you let out an exasperated groan, throwing your head back into the soft pillows.

your fingers are still trying to reach that spongy spot inside you, you arch your back, lifting your hips in the air, hoping it will allow your fingers to touch deeper parts. but you're left unsatisfied again, your legs twitching in frustration. your head hit your pillow and your eyes go back to your phone.

"he would fuck me right." you mumble to yourself.

part two

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[rs-hawk]

I submitted the idea for day two and I just wanted to say I loved it so much! I’m a huge fan of your work and really appreciate you indulging us with your talent ♥️

If you’re still taking B&B ideas, I love the idea of the Beast using the magic mirror and it always showing Belle. And he, frustrated by what he sees, shaking the mirror like a magic eight ball, but it allows for him to learn about her and fall for her.

But also… Beast having a hard time taking off Belle’s ball gown with his big claws, so she gives him a strip tease and leaves him high and dry as payback for ruining her other dresses.

Use whatever you like, or none at all 😊

Okay crying?? Thank you so much. I love getting to write and the fact that I get so much love is sometimes overwhelming. While I'm not making enough off my writing to live off of, the fact that I'm making anything is amazing to me. I appreciate it more than I can say that you enjoyed it enough to request another post. It's like that old meme "They like me. They really like me!". Lol. Anyway, Day Five 😭 ❤️

CW: this post contains graphic depictions and smut. This is intended for an 18+ audience. Knotting, excessive cum, talks of pregnancy, light pain and blood, etc

After the previous day’s encounter, Belle was too embarrassed to see Beast. She just wanted a small break. Her feelings about him were still so mixed up, and she was so sore that with every step she could still feel how he stretched her. It made her cheeks flush red every time she thought of it.

“Belle, the Master requests you for dinner,” Cogsworth announced outside of her door.

“I’m not hungry. I don’t feel very well,” she called out, curling up on her bed.

The clock did his best to encourage her to come out, but ultimately, he gave up. Just as her wardrobe did. Her pussy ached to feel the Beast again, but she knew that she could never go and ask him for that. Her head was still spinning from the day prior, especially the surprisingly tender kiss they shared. Absent mindedly, her fingers grazed her lips, still swollen and puffy from their shared kisses.

When Beast found out Belle wasn’t coming, his heart sank. Had he hurt her? Or did she not enjoy herself as much as he had thought? Growling to himself, he stalked back up to the West Wing. His claws curled around the mirror he held.

“Show me my girl. Show me Belle,” he asked of it.

The mirror obliged after a moment, showing Belle in her bed. Her fingers were on her lips, a small smile tugging at the corners. The sight made his heart skip a beat. Was she thinking about him? She laid in the bed, one hand slipping under her blanket. Was she touching herself? If she was, was she thinking about last night?

In annoyance, he shook the mirror. “Give me a better view!” he demanded of it, shaking it as if that would chance the angle he was shown.

Of course it didn’t, so in frustration, he tossed the mirror aside. Yet, after a moment, he picked it back up. He spent the rest of the night watching her, and from then on, every moment she wasn't with her, he was watching her. He saw the things that made her laugh so loud she snorted, and that made her just give a small half smile. He was obsessed with that mirror because he thought that that was the only way that he would ever be close to her again.

Eventually she was able to be around him again without feeling like she was reliving the feeling of his brutal pace once again. When Mrs. Potts set up a date for the two of them, she shyly agreed. The wardrobe helped her get dressed, but she knew the basics of how to take it off. It would just need to be slightly loosened. Just enough for her to be able to pull the cords from. The underclothes were easy enough to take off.

After the dance, she was happy to be close to him again, as he was with her. The mirror lay forgotten in his room. He only had eyes for the gorgeous woman standing in front of him, her gloved hands caressing his arms, his fur.

"Do you want to come back to my room?" Belle asked in a soft voice, knowing that the wardrobe would scamper off at the sight of the Beast, leaving the two of them alone.

A low groan left his throat as he nodded, "Yes."

The two of them practically sprinted to her room, him scooping her up in his arms when they got close. Just as Belle predicted, the wardrobe ran off out of her room as Beast came in. With a gentleness that made Belle's heart soften even more, he set her on the bed. His claws immediately were on her gown, trying to undo the intricate lacework of the corset top.

After a few moments, he huffed in frustration. "Why do these things have to be so difficult?"

He raised up a paw, clearly to just rip the dress off of her, but she jumped up. "No! It's gorgeous. I can take it off myself."

Beast relented, feeling bad for upsetting Belle again. He hadn't thought of how she would feel getting a gown that was so high quality, and then him immediately wanting to destroy it. "Alright."

Belle smiled. As she slipped off her gloves, tossing them onto the bed besides Beast, she thought about how the last time they were alone together, he had ripped her dress. Her favorite dress. Maybe she could show Beast how it would feel to no longer have something you enjoyed.

A mischievous idea formed in her head as she slowly began to undo the dress in the back. Maybe she could get back at him, teasing him just a bit. Sure tomorrow she might feel a little guilty and give herself to him, but for tonight, she wanted to be at least somewhat in control.

Beast's hungry eyes followed every movement of her body. The way she slightly jutted out one hip as she was unlacing the corset. The way her hands ran down her waist after she dropped the gown to the floor. When she had gotten the hoop and underskirt off, leaving her in little more than a glorified ruffled one piece, she made her way over to him.

His mouth was watering as she closer to him, dropping the remainder of her clothes to the floor. The air between them was almost thick enough to taste. However, when he reached for her, she stepped back.

"What are you doing?" he asked in an almost hoarse voice.

Almost coyly, she smiled, leaning over to grab a simple nightgown that she had set out before she left. Slipping it on, she smoothed it out, hiding what the Beast considered the glorious sight of her body. "I'm getting ready for bed. I did enjoy seeing you like this tonight though. Maybe we should have breakfast together."

Stunned, frustrated, and a little confused, he started to protest as Belle led him out of a room, but she shut the door in his face, silencing any further protests. At least he had the mirror to watch her as he touched himself. Maybe she would touch herself for him too. At least then he would get something out of tonight.

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[earthtoharlow]

Flashing Lights

16) Denver

Jack Harlow x Singer!OC

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Jack ran a hand through his hair in frustration and let out a sigh as he tried to write. He looked towards Urban & Nemo who were hanging out in his hotel room to “keep him company” but he knew they were worried about him and wanted to keep an eye on him. Jack had been on tour for a month now, and while he was enjoying hearing the crowds sing his songs back to him every night he longed for the simpler days where he could move through the world with anonymity.

The demand for him was at an all time high and Jack hated letting his team and fans down so he continued saying yes to everything Jason threw at him. He was exhausted and felt like he stretched himself too thin. Sometimes he just really wished for some quiet moments of solitude where he could simply be himself without the weight of expectation pressing down on him.

The absence of Maryse was also weighing heavily on him. Seeing glimpses of her adventures traveling around the world on social media only made it worse as pangs of loneliness pierced his heart with each passing day.

Urban interrupted his thoughts, “Hey, dude it’s time to go to the arena for sound check.” Jack simply nodded, grabbing his things and following his friends out the door, longing for when he could be in the comfort of his own bed with Maryse.

Jack’s phone vibrated, breaking the silence in his dressing room backstage. He usually kept his phone on do not disturb most days and only a select few could get through. With a curious glance, he picked it up, his heart quickening at the sight of a message from Maryse. With a tap, he opened it, and a video began to play, showing Maryse with her guitar singing in a stadium halfway across the world.

As he watched the video of her performing, pride swelled within him, threatening to burst forth in a wave of emotion. Despite the ache of missing her, he couldn’t help but marvel at her talent, her presence commanding the stage with an effortless grace that left him breathless.

And as the video came to an end, he couldn’t help but smile, sending her a quick text back as he heard a knock on his door telling him he was on in 10 minutes.

“You’re killing it! So proud of you, M!” Jack slid his phone in his pocket as he left the dressing room and headed towards the stage.

Jack stood behind the white curtain and smiled as he heard the crowd cheering as they watched the opening video. The cheers got louder as the opening chords of Talk of The Town started playing, he stepped on stage as the curtain fell ready to put on another performance with Maryse in the back of his mind.

***

Maryse yawned, adrenaline rush from the concert rapidly fading away as she exited the stadium with her team to head back to the hotel as they were going to be in town for a couple days. She couldn’t wait to head back to her room to shower and hopefully catch Jack before he got his day started as he would probably just be waking up.

After a quick shower to wash away the sweat and exhaustion from the show, she settled into bed and pulled out her MacBook to call Jack, anxiously waiting for him to answer.

At first all Maryse could see in the camera was that head full of curls, and it made her smile. “Hey, baby.” Jack said through a yawn, laying in bed in his own hotel room. “You look beautiful, I’ve missed your face.”

“I’ve missed yours as well, it’s been a crazy few weeks.” she said, giving him a tiny grin and she felt her heart ache. She missed him so much it hurt. The distance between them felt unbearable, and tears welled up in her eyes as Maryse struggled to hold back her emotions.

“Hey, hey, none of that, no tears! It's too early here in the states for me to start crying. You did amazing tonight though, I can’t stop watching that video you sent.” Jack said softly. “I wish I could have been there to see you in person.”

Maryse laughed, wiping the fallen tears. “It’s not the same without you here.” She admitted, voice barely above a whisper.

“I know, I know.” Jack said, trying to stay strong for the both of them. “I miss you more than you can imagine but just think in a couple of weeks we’ll be together again when I perform in Brooklyn.”

In three weeks, Maryse was off for a couple days and it just so happened that Jack would be performing at the Barclays Center for the first time.

“Hey, I’ve been thinking…”

“That can’t be good.” Maryse joked, not being able to hold it in.

Jack laughed before shaking his head at her. “What do you think about us moving in together when our tours are over?”

Maryse’s heart sank at his question, not because she didn’t want to but because the timing felt off. “I…I don’t know,”

The hurt on Jack’s face killed her. “What do you mean you don’t know?”

She took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. “It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just… we’re both on opposite sides of the world right now. Maybe we should have this conversation in person, when we can really discuss it properly.”

Jack nodded slowly, hurt still flickered in his eyes. “You’re right. Let’s wait until we’re together again to talk about it.”

“Thank you,” Maryse whispered, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too, more than anything,” he replied, his voice filled with sincerity.

As they hung up the phone, Jack couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that settled in the depths of his chest.

Was Maryse holding him at arm's length because of her past relationship with Nate?

Maryse's hesitation to discuss moving in together left him feeling unsettled, as if there were unresolved issues lurking beneath the surface. He knew that he needed to be patient and understanding but that didn’t make her reaction hurt any less.

He tried to remain optimistic but sometimes he wondered what more he had to do to show her that he loved and cared for her.

***

Maryse tossed and turned all night after her phone call with Jack. She knew that he was more upset than he let on despite his understanding demeanor. His words had a hint of sadness that made Maryse’s own heart hurt. She buried her head in her pillow and let out a deep sigh struggling to push away her thoughts.

Maryse hated that she unintentionally hurt him by shelving the conversation about moving in together. She didn’t want Jack to think she was holding him at arms length because of Nate. She just wasn’t sure if she was ready to make that leap just yet, and she knew she needed to have this conversation with Jack in person.

As sleep eventually claimed Maryse, she whispered a silent prayer that when the time came, everything would fall into place, and that everything went smoothly.

***

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[agathasangel]

Playing House (alpha!agatha harkness x omega!reader)

this is my first time doing anything omegaverse so yeah

warnings: omegaverse, mommy kink, kinda unhealthy relationship, professor!alpha!agatha, innocence/corruption kink, legal age gap, smut

word count: 1778

summary: agatha was your professor, and she took you under her wing. sure she was an alpha, you were an omega, and you had a crush on her and would always try to play house, but that doesn’t mean anything! Right?

You didn’t honestly expect that Agatha would want to be your alpha. Out of the kindness of her heart, she had taken you under her wing. At the time she was your neighbor, and a professor at the local college, which you had attended. You didn’t expect anything more than that.

Your first semester, you lived in a small apartment by yourself. You had made some friends, two betas and an alpha, and you were doing well in your classes. At first. The stress got to you quickly though. Your parents began to fight and told you they were splitting up at the same time as your friends turned on you. Your performance in your classes started to drop as well. You only had one good thing left, and that was your History of Witchcraft class with professor Agatha Harkness.

Agatha was a beautiful older woman who also happened to live on your floor. She was always kind to you and made sure you were okay.

“Hey, superstar. I heard you crying, are you okay? You wanna come over, have some company while you study? I can make you dinner.”

“I- I don’t want to bother you. I’m sorry you heard.”

“No bother at all, I’m serious. I just want to help you. God, this place is so tiny. Mine has a lot more space if you’re interested.” You came over to her apartment and spent a lovely, peaceful evening with her. You felt happy and less lonely. She did make dinner for you, and she didn’t make you talk about your problems. She just sat with you, being there if you needed her.

You would sometimes come over to her apartment just to talk, just to feel you had someone in your corner. You knew Agatha was an alpha, you could smell it on her, but you never discussed it. You assumed your attraction to her was probably not returned, as she had not yet made a move and you were so much younger than she was, and such a mess. You were there more and more, until you practically lived together. You even fell asleep on her couch from time to time and she would take care not to wake you, tucking you in and making some extra coffee the next morning.

Things changed between the two of you, slowly at first. You spent even more time with her, cuddling her and studying together and having fun. Your liked to cook for her, and you thought it was fun to play house a bit with the older, more experienced alpha. It fulfilled a fantasy you had that you didn’t think was possible. But she always played along, and was loving and caring.

“You’re just adorable, baby. You made this for me?” She would say after you surprised her with dinner.

“Of course!”

You also liked to bake, and were quite good at it. You would use your talent to impress Agatha every chance you got, and it worked.

“That’s amazing. You’re gonna make some alpha really happy one day, hon.”

Agatha never acknowledged that you were an omega before. You were sure that she knew, but she never said anything about it. If you were honest, the fact that she was acknowledging it at all excited you.

Agatha liked to show that she could be protective of you as well.

“It’s okay, little one. Mama’s got you,” she would say, possessively wrapping an arm around you as you watched a scary movie. She often referred to herself as mama or mommy and eventually got you to call her by those names as well. One day she suggested that the two of you begin sharing her bed instead of you sleeping on her pull-out couch like you’ve been.

“It might be good for you. Comforting. I know you get nightmares and it might be nice to have mommy to look out for you, isn’t that right baby?”

“Yes, mommy. Please let me sleep in your bed.”

You were adorably naive, oblivious to the alpha’s obvious attraction to you. To everyone else it seemed shameless, the older woman doting on you and constantly being with you. But you just took it as the affection you needed. Her being nice to you, almost too nice. You didn’t seriously think she wanted you like that. But then, you didn’t see the way Agatha stared when you weren’t paying attention, the way she watched you as you slept peacefully next to her. You didn’t know that the real reason Agatha would often shift her body when you cuddled up to her was so you wouldn’t feel her arousal. You had no idea how your scent drove her crazy, and never questioned how she would disappear into the bathroom increasingly often as your scent began to be a permanent fixture of the house. Agatha managed to control herself, knowing she would scare you off if she moved the relationship too fast. But this was killing her. She wanted you more than anything in the world.

Everything changed one day, when you were busy studying for finals. Your last semester you managed to pass, but your grades weren’t great. You desperately wanted to ace this semester and raise your gpa, and you were studying so hard that you forgot something vital.

You forgot to take your heat suppressants.

Shit.

You didn’t know what to do. You couldn’t focus on studying anymore, that was for sure. And Agatha was away. Even if she was with you, would she want to be your alpha? Would she be uncomfortable? You knew Agatha would surely be able to tell.

And oh, she could tell. The second Agatha got home, she could smell it. You were in heat. It was time.

“You okay there, superstar? Need a little help?”

“I- I’m okay! Don’t worry about me Aggie…”

“No. Don’t do that,” Agatha said as she came over to you, “Stop pretending you don��t want me. I’ve been so patient, taking care of you and convincing you and making sure I don’t scare you. And now you need me, don’t you?”

“I didn’t think- I didn’t think you’d want to be with me…”

“What did you think this was then, little one? You didn’t think I wanted you? You didn’t think you’ve been driving me crazy? Of course you didn’t. Sweet, innocent thing.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. This woman you loved and wanted felt the same way about you. She gently rested her hands on you and propped you up against some pillows. She felt you shaking.

“My poor little girl. Poor baby,” Agatha said, teasingly rubbing her hands on your inner thighs, covered in slick.

“Mommy… please…”

“Baby, I think it’s only fair that you feel what you do to me before I make you feel better. You’ve been such a tease. Feel, baby.”

She grabbed your hand and placed it on the crotch of her pants, her bulge apparent. You rubbed it a bit and she let out a low groan.

“That feels so fucking good baby. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

You whined, growing more impatient. Agatha spread your thighs and rubbed her clothed bulge against your aching pussy.

“Please, mommy! Take me, claim me! I need you to be my alpha, please. Please I want you mommy…”

“Aww, your begging is adorable, baby. Have you wanted me all this time? And you’ve never said anything?”

“I didn’t think… I didn’t think you… ugh…”

“God, you’re so fucking naive. You’re a pretty, sweet little omega. Why would you ever think the alpha you live with wouldn’t notice you? Wouldn’t be desperate to make you hers?”

You had never really thought of yourself that way. You didn’t think you were the type of omega that someone like Agatha would be so completely desperate for. But you were, and she was.

“Make me yours, Alpha. Please.”

Agatha took it slow at first, starting with one finger, as you whined and begged for more.

She added another finger, while teasing you.

“You’re such a sweet thing. You’ve never even had an alpha before have you? You’ve gone this long without being satisfied, just trying to take your heat suppressants and live life on your own?”

And another finger.

“Poor baby. That’s not what an Omega needs. Cute little Omegas like you need an Alpha to take care of them, to own them. You’ve shown me during all these months we’ve lived together that that’s what you need. You keep pretending to be my wife, cooking and cleaning and decorating. It’s adorable, and I knew exactly what it meant. Tell me what you want, baby. Tell me.”

“I want you to be my Alpha! I want you to own me!”

“That’s right, baby. Now that you’re all warmed up, let’s finally start this.” Agatha pulled her fingers out of you and you whined at the loss, but knew something better was coming as she began taking her clothes off. Under her shirt was a lacy black bra, and she unzipped her fly.

“Mommy needs to be inside you, baby. Are you ready?”

“Please, Mommy. Please, I can’t wait any longer! I need your pups inside me!”

“Oh you do, don’t you?” Said Agatha as she entered you, causing a loud, shaky moan of pure pleasure to fall out of you. “You want Mommy to knot you, to fill you up, trapped inside you until she’s satisfied?”

You nodded frantically and begged for more, harder, it felt so good to be filled up and stretched so thoroughly.

“You’re so big, Mommy! It’s so good, you feel so good!”

“I’m gonna stretch you out, little one, you’re gonna be my perfect little Omega fucktoy! Yes, that feels better than I imagined. I’m- baby- is it really okay if I knot you, if I give you a bite, I think I’m about to-“

“Please! Knot me! Claim me! I want to be yours forever, I want your pups, please…”

You felt Agatha growing even bigger inside of you and figured this must be her knot. You have never in your whole life felt a pleasure this intense, and it was intensified as Agatha bit down on your neck as she came inside of you. You gave her a matching bite as she continued to rut inside you as you finally came.

“I can’t believe you’re finally mine. I love you, my little angel. You’ll be so happy with me, I promise I’ll give you the best life.”

[keeneschoices]

I'm gonna miss one of my classes because I stayed up late to watch the finale of Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies and couldn't sleep afterwards... WELP, ANYWAY.

what a fucking good episode.

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 10 AHEAD!

I've seen people saying they didn't like it that much because it was more relosution of past problems than anything else, but I did love it. The race didn't get to me nearly as much as I thought it would because after being presented with Cynthia and Lydia's situation, and the whole Olivia marrying that predator, I honestly had more things to worry about than any of that, but it was sort of fun.

Anyway, the whole song in the beginning of the girls telling Olivia not to marry that creep ("he's literally just a guy, hit him with your car" vibes) was just amazing. Everyone's vocals were great but holy fucking shit, ARI?? ARE YOU FOR REAL? THE TALENT.

We got a little more of backstory for Lydia and got some sort of hint regarding Cynthia's mom (my theory is she left them when Cynthia was young and sometimes she calls If she's in need of something). I'm loving to get to know these characters better, honestly.

The whole coming out scene between Nancy and Cynthia broke me. Like, literally had me crying and pausing the episode because I couldn't see anything behind the tears! I'm so goddamn glad Nancy talked to Cynthia and accepted them as they are (not that I ever thought she wouldn't), and seeing Cynthia cry, no, sob like that in Nancy's lap was so heartbreaking because their friend accepted them but it's still the fucking 50s and it's scary as hell.

AND THE MIRROR HOUSE SCENE?? WITH CYNTHIA SEARCHING THROUGH FOR LYDIA AND BEING VERY CLOSE BUT THEN AGAIN VERY FAR, UNTIL THEY CONNECTED AT THE END AND FINALLY GET THE RESOLUTION WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!! MY HEART MELTED. THEY'RE ALL IN, LYDIA!

God, I just love love love the mirror house song and scene, it was so well done (I SCREAMED OKAY?? THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE THING). And Nancy not only preparing Cynthia to go in but encouraging her and even entering the house to make sure Lydia knew Cynthia was serious about their feelings? AMAZING. NANCYCYNTHIA BESTIES, YES.

I also sort of liked that Hazel is now a Pink Lady and sort of didn'? like, I love the message and I totally think If anyone else deserves a chance to be a Pink Lady, it's her... but like, the other four are so connected already because of everything that's happened between them. I'm not saying Hazel couldn't fit into that, but with a bond like theirs it's normal that she'll probably feel left out at least a little bit and that's not what I want.

OHH, AND THE LITTLE NODS TO GREASE AND GREASE 2 WERE SO GOOD. Potato's "speech" to keep things intereseting with Nancy mirroring Sandy's to Danny from the first movie made me cackle and I just looooveeee that they included the Pink Ladies' Pledge, not only the pledge in on itself but also that little part of the song from Grease 2. I loved it!!

The only thing that really bothered me from the episode was the cliffhanger in the end. Because I was expecting like, a cliffhanger and we got, well, name dropped. Which is not bad I guess, I just don't give a shit about whoever this Zuko is and what his relation to Danny is so I'm sort of hanging here for season 2 because If this is the main plot, I'm gonna be tuning in mostly for my favorite characters. Not saying the plot won't be good (because these writers are fenomenal), but it's not as interesting as of now for me personally.

WELL ANYWAY, I'M GONNA GO TO SLEEP NOW BUT I STILL WANT A SEASON 2, YOU HEAR ME PARAMOUNT?? LET'S GO.

[misfitclassismyfreetherapy]

Clara Appreciation Post

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I'm making this as contribution to Mairuma Manga's chapter 304

I'm surprised no one said shit on how Clara saved the day with her optimistic and fun personality. Honestly it was unexpected but also unsurprising and comforting that Clara was the one who stopped them. I genuinely thought Ameri was the one who would interrupt but you know, nevermind.

Also it makes sense in a way, Nishi didn't want to make Clara feel left out in the situation so she dropped the bomb (cliffhanger) on us so we would want to remember and look forward to what happened next and that's when Clara came in. The love trio does have to stick together afterall.

So without further a do here are 5 things I love about Clara Valac! Our adorable little charming playful demon!

Clara's amazing nicknames

These three being the dorks that I wouldn't trade for the world.

Like literally Azz-azz and Irumachi sounds so cute wtf- and like other nicknames Eggy-sensei. It reflects her personality well and actually makes her unique. ( I want to say quirky but it sounds weird so no. )

Her voice actor is also delivering her lines incredibly accurate also her voice actor is also known to voice Valac's entire family. Now that's what I called fucking talent. Since we're getting off-topic, let's move on to the next one.

2. Clara's overlooked selflessness.

I hate seeing Clara cry but I have to like put an image to showcase her selfishness.

You know how the netherworld always say that there are rarely other demons who would care for other people than themselves? If Clara was selfish, she wouldn't care for the other demons consent and she could easily force them to play with her.

But no, she wanted people to play with her with consent. She wants the other demon have fun as much as she has. There are many things that she could do but didn't because she cares for other demons feelings. She is a rare demon that wants to play and both side to have fun.

3. Clara has no doubt that Azz-kun and Iruma loves her.

Her eyes shine with utter confidence.

I don't need to explain much just-

Read this amazing post.

Totally not because I'm lazy. Also credits to @somayants for this masterpiece  🛐 .

4. Clara's unique family.

Shit I forgot the fucking twins-and the fucking brother-

Adorable as fuck. Wholesome as fuck. Cute as fuck.

Also her mum is such a MILF /j

Basically Clara's emotional support team besides the misfit class.

That's all I have to say.

Now I saved my best for last...

5. Clara's patience and endurance.

This is just adorable-

Clara's patience and endurance is honestly so admirable. I kinda lost count on the times, she endured being left out. We know well that Clara loves Iruma and Azz-kun so much that she doesn't want to ever get separated from them.

So the fact that she endured the clinginess of hers and have patience is so amazing of her. She truly does act like the role of the big sister sometimes. Honestly this is probably one of the few things that Clara does better than Azz-kun because let's be honest, he wouldn't last two weeks of separation from Iruma ( without training that is.).

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ENDING

You can tell I lost motivation halfway through that but I really want to finish this so people could appreciate Clara more for who she is, and we wouldn't want to change her for anything.

Also if through chapter 304 I made this as a #ClaraValacAppreciation post. I just made that hashtag myself cause I'm an antisocial idiot.

But if you want to join in on the appreciation of Clara you can! By using this hashtag.

(This is probably gonna flop but I honestly don't care.)

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~Claire has logged off~

[wheeniemyloove]

good riddance (gracies abrams x fem!reader)

summary!: you and gracie broke up. gracie knows that she was the one who screw everything up and write songs about u. what would happen if she call you? and what would happen if u pick up the phone?

warnings!: swearing, fluff and kinda angst

notes!: i love gracie sm, she's truly one of my comfort persons, and good riddance been helping me sm with my problems, sooo why not?

After you and Gracie broke up, she didn't know how to apologize for screwing things open. So she wrote an album. Good Riddance. For the first time in months, she reached out on the day her album released. She was surprised when you picked up. "... I didn't think you'd pick up. Did- did you like the album? Or did you didn't listen to it?"

After she asked if you liked the album, you started to panic a little. After all, there was so much emotion and honesty in there and you didn't want to be insensitive. You cleared your throat and said, "Yeah, I liked your album and I especially liked the, uhm, the songs about me."

Gracie sounded incredibly happy. Like you just made her year. She cleared her throat herself, trying to hide how much she was smiling. "Uhm, y-you... You d-don't hate me?"  A look of delight and disbelief crossed your face as you shook my head in amazement. You then opened your mouth to speak, but stopped yourself and looked away as a slight blush formed on ur cheeks. "Of course I don't hate you, Gracie,"  you replied.

"R-Really? Like... You're not mad I screwed things up? You- you're not mad I made a song about you?" Gracie felt stupid. She couldn't believe you could forgive her. For a moment, you were her world. The sun. The moon. The stars.

"uh, well, i'm not mad at you. i could never be mad at you. but i was hurt.i-i mean, im still kind of hurt, but-," you say interrupting yourself "But the song is beautiful. And if it really was about me and not just a song you wrote about someone else, then it's even better. I'm impressed you can write something like that. You're really talented, Gracie."

Gracie was stunned. You found the song beautiful? She couldn't believe you were so chill. Like, you were way more chill than when you were with her. And... a tiny bit of her felt jealous. But that's dumb. You're allowed to feel whatever you feel. "Y-Yeah, well, I don't think you'll like the other songs. You're literally the subject of most of them. Especially the first track. The one called 'Best' " Gracie chuckled uncomfortably.

"I don't mind being written about. If I can inspire a song, that's something to be proud of, right?...Wait, what's the title of the first track?" you ask curious. "Well, that's good, because one of the tracks in here is literally called 'i know it won't work' and it's about you. And... and another is just, ugh. 'the blue' " She cringed at the titles, but then giggled. "And, uhm, yeah. The first track is called 'Best' It's about, like, me making our relationship a bad memory and fucking everything up. Because, uhm..." She cleared her throat. "I was bad."

"Don't think negative about it, Gracie. We were young, we did everything by gut feeling. And sometimes these feelings were wrong" you say laughing a little. "...I guess that's kind of true..." Gracie didn't want to make excuses. But you were right. She was a teenager. She just made a teenage mistake. "H-Hey, uhm, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what's on your mind?"

"You remember how you said you didn't hate me?" Gracie's voice wavered with hope."Could we... uhm... y'know... go back to friends or- or something?"At this point, Gracie was desperate. The thought of making her relationship with you worse again almost made her cry. And she couldn't be alone. not again. 

"You know, Gracie," you reply, trying to sound reassuring. "I never stopped caring about you. Of course I want to work on our friendship again. Things have just been... a little bit tense lately." "Yes, t-tense... but..." Gracie's eyes darkened. She couldn't keep the words in. She had to tell you this now and here. "I-I... I missed you. Like a lot..."

Tears were streaming down her face, despite her best efforts to wipe them away. Her lips tightened. She did regret losing you. Gracie regretted losing your trust. She regretted becoming the type of ex-girlfriend you wanted to cut out of your life.

"Gracie," you say, struggling to find the right words. "I... I missed you too. I've missed you every day since our breakup." You swallow the knot in your throat, your heart beating faster. "And I regret... I regret a lot of things too. I wish things had been different." Gracie tried to hold back tears. But they continued gushing over her cheeks. Gracie was trying to remain rational. To keep this from being more awkward than it already was. But she'd already embarrassed herself so much at this point, so she figured what harm was the truth.

"I-I wish y-you could still hold me." Gracie buried her face in her shirt. Your shirt. Why was this so difficult? Why did she have to say these things? You probably thought she was crazy by now. You can't stop a few stray tears from falling as she says that. You'd give anything to hold her again, to kiss her forehead, to tell her how much you love her. "Oh Gracie... how I wish I could do that." Your voice breaks; the words sticking in your throat.

Gracie's arms wrapped around her chest, as if protecting herself from her own painful feelings. She couldn't believe she actually told you that. Gracie buried her face into the shirt once more."Y-your voice," she whispered. Her words barely reached your ears. "it's so soft..." She sniffed, her voice shaky. She felt so, so small. Gracie felt more like the girl you knew, rather than the woman who'd broken up with you."Gracie..." you said softly. When the words escaped your lips, you almost couldn't recognize your own voice. "i still love you." 

The words caught you off-guard. You had never intended to say them, never wanted to share what you felt in your heart. But you felt compelled to say it, like a hidden truth finally coming to light. Gracie's eyes flew open. All her previous shame, gone. Her words were rushed, almost desperate, as she blurted out:"I... I love you, too." The girl who had never wanted to see you again; the girl who had broken both of your hearts, finally just wanted to say how she felt. Her feelings had never left your grasp. She wanted to kiss you right now... in that moment. Even after everything. Gracie just wanted you. Just wanted to feel you.

[not-a-unique-snowflake-blog]

2023 was fun! It’s my first year reading fan fiction so it’s been one of the horniest and the thirstiest years of my life!😁 I found a lot of amazing people here and this hellsite truly became my home in 2023!💖

I want to say ‘thank you’ to people who made this year very special for me and wish them all wonderful 2024!😘 I came up with some categories so here they are!💖

✨The “OMG” fic of the year

This one goes to Promise /a dragon!Ezra x f!reader/ by @criticallyacclaimedstranger I’m a proud monster fucker but holy hell I surprised myself when I loved this fic so much!🥵 it’s hot and also very sweet and beautifully written!😍❤️ After reading it I had long and thorough discussions about the logistics of dragon fucking with a few people and had the best time!😄

✨The series I love with all my heart

Stay In Bed /pre outbreak!joel miller x f!reader, one sided tommy miller x f!reader/ by @psychedelic-ink is amazing, touching and beautiful! I felt a ton of emotions reading about Joel and reader’s journey to each other. Thank you for writing it, Sil!🫶

✨The “I’m too old for this, my heart nearly stopped” fic of 2023

Every Inch pt 3 /m!ghostface x f!reader/ by @toxicanonymity was so hot that it nearly killed me😅I had to open the window to get some fresh air cos reading it made me dizzy with hyperventilation. I survived thus I strongly recommend to TRY THIS AT HOME‼️

✨The loveliest co-writer of 2023

@milla-frenchy my friend, my twin, my co-writer💖 your support gave me confidence to come out with my own writing which wasn’t easy😅 thank you!🫂 It’s always a pleasure to write with you and I hope to continue our creative journey in 2024. I love you, baby! Check out her masterlist! It’s gold!🥵🥵🥵

✨The most unhinged reader

@gracieispunk created a reader so unhinged, badass and hot that she sometimes overshadows Maintenance Man!Joel himself!😍 Tenant Girl takes what she wants and I love her for it‼️💖

✨My man, my love, my everything

Do you have an emotional support character who can make you feel happier, safer, calmer when you simply think about them? I do thanks to @toxicanonymity ! Nightwalks Joel is my most favourite fictional man! The first, the best, the hottest! HELL YEAH!🍆🧎🏼‍♀️🐆

✨“If horrible, why so hot” character

Joel from the Wrong Way series by @romana-after-dark wins this one! This Joel is one of the darkest I’ve ever read and he makes me feral and I love him!😵‍💫🥵

✨The most read fic of 2023

Liquid Gold /Joel Miller x fem!pregnant!reader x Tommy Miller/ by @gasolinerainbowpuddles is my breastfeeding kink Bible and simply an extremely hot fic! no joke I thought of pinning it on my blog cos I searched for it that often. Just thinking about it now makes me feel like a reread is due!😵‍💫🫠

Also thank you, Puddles, for your hilarious memes!😆👏 you’re a treasure!💖

✨The most unique series

Muddy Waters /Ezra x F!Reader x Joel Miller/ by @bonezone44 blew me away this year! Its characters are complex, the plot is fascinating and unique, it’s like a diamond that shines differently when you look at it from a new angle❤️

✨DDDNE fic of the year

Whatever You Want /Comandante Veracruz x Reader/ by @iamasaddie is a non-con masterpiece! It’s not easy to keep the realism of the situation and still make it hot, but this story has a perfect balance of both!🥵🖤

Also Aly, thank for being such a great friend!💖 You’re hilarious, kind, gorgeous and a super talented writer and artist!😍👏 I love you!😘

✨My favourite writer of 2023

I dearly love many writers on this site. But this title goes to @toxicanonymity without a doubt❤️

You made this year for me, Toxy! I’ll never be normal about your writing, your talent, your characters, your kindness, your heart😍 Every series, every story of yours is perfect! Thank you for everything you gave me and all of us this year! I love you, friend!💖🫂😘

✨My favorite people in 2023

My moots, my lovelies, my friends! Y’all made me laugh, cry happy tears, thirst, FEEL things like I’ve never felt before! I LOVE YOU ALL💖 @missannwinchester @milla-frenchy @toxicanonymity @iamasaddie @neverwheremoonchild @lumoverheaven @multiversed-daydreamer @beefrobeefcal @lunitawrites @rubyfruitjungle @xdaddysprincessxx @ellasinnombre @princessanglophile @romanarose @gasolinerainbowpuddles @noxturnalpascal @gracieispunk @ghoulettesinspace @janaispunk @funnygirlthatgab @jupiter-soups @seratuyo

Special smooches to my wifey @missannwinchester who has to deal with my nonsense every single day😅😘😘😘 LOVE YOU, SWEETIE🫂❤️

If you feel you should be on the list and I missed you, you’re absolutely right and I deserve a good spanking for not including you!😏

HAVE AWESOME 2024 Y’ALL!!! WOOOOOO!🥳🎊✨💖💖💖

[doofus-and-dragons]

This will more than likely be the last one of these I have. So, for the last time, here is my live reaction to the final season of TMA. These will be in no particular order because ice been listening to it over the span of a couple of weeks. I only listen to it at work.

TMA S5 Spoilers ahead

The cabin episode made me so sad. The eyepocolypse had even taken away their domestic bliss

I really don't remember the trenches that well. It's not a fear of mine, so it didn't shake me or stick well enough. Still good tho

The sickness episode sent me right back to senior year of highschool. I had to take a minute KXNSKXN

REVOLUTIONS WAS AMAZING I LOVED THE POETRY AND THE ACENGING OF SASHA BY KILLING NOT!SASHA. I love it.

At first I thought the worms was about Jane again but I was very wrong. It was a very interesting take!

Curiosity made me incredibly sad. I feel bad for Eric, Micheal, and Sarah(? Trinity? I don't remember. She was set on fire by a desolation avatar I think)

Also: Gertrude x Agnes perhaps???? Or at least solemn pinning? Maybe I just think it's slightly tragic to make it so and sometimes angst is good yknow?

Roots was ok, but the only part that stuck out to me was the jealous Martin scene. I listened to it like 3 times. I kept rewinding it just to list to it.

Fire Escape was SO good! It gave me a kind of manic energy as I listened to the descriptions of the fire.

Martin in the Lonely again made me cry. That's it.

"Who's this? Your boyfriend?" "Yes actually." "Oh...so is there anyway this doesn't end in me dead?"

The Basira and Daisy stuff actually did make me feel bad for Basira. Like, it's the apocalypse and she's having a whole ass crisis.

SALESA WAS INCREADIBLE

I wonder how he faked his death... man is talented and smart, I'll give him that

Skipping ahead to Martin's domain. Loved that. My boy isn't strictly human and I love that he can't deny that fact anymore.

Martin: Something something "one of you"

Jon, being a smug theater kid bastard boy: "One of us."

Like I heard that and I imagined him smirking ominously and gesturing with both his hands

He sounded so pleased that his boyfriend, as miniscule a role it had or that martin had, was like him, and I love that for him

I'm so glad Melanie and Georgie are happy. Though, the cult does weird me out (cults give me the heebie jeebies. It was a very nice touch!)

They deserve nice things.

Also, my favorite of the Cult members was Anil's character. I can't remember his name right off the top of my head, but he was wonderful. Anil did amazing with that little cameo/role

The scene where's he's arguing with Martin reminds me of that Jojo meme with jotoro and dio, but instead of stands they have their poetry clutched tight in their fists

"I dont need a poet." No, Jon, because you already have one. His name is Martin

Of course Jon gets trapped in the ocean when he doesn't have big string martin to row him out of it XD

SOMEWHERE ELSE SOMEWHERE ELSE SOMEWHERE ELSE

Annabelle Cane is wonderful, I'm so glad Jon didn't kill her. She's so chummy with Martin up until she has to be a dramatic villain and I love that for her!

The ladder episode made me grin like a maniac manly because I would be the Martin in that situation. I love the feeling of falling/floating, but I hate actually getting myself to fall. I physically can't do it. I can barely dive into the lake from my papaw's boat

Martin, there are thousands of fanfics that dive into you two getting together without the trauma. Don't even.

NO JON THE PLAN

Hey, real elias! That's where him being a stoner comes from! Because he is one! Nice.

I love og Elias, and I would protect him with my life I don't care.

Oh wait it was just Magnus dreaming

JON NO THE PLAN FUCKING HELL

I almost cried when Martin was yelling at Jon. The boys are fighting

THE KISS HOLY SHIT ALEX SAKD THEY WOULDNT KISS THEY KISSED AH

They're somewhere else being happy and domestic now you can't change my mind

[footballfanficwriter]

Questions

Summary: In which Jude is in an interview and asked about the reader

Time period: A few years after the world cup

"Welcome back to another episode of one on one, today we are joined by one of the world's greatest midfielders Jude Bellingham, Jude how are you" the interviewer asks

"I'm great man, how are you"

"Good thanks, now you have been to the world cup a few years ago and played against Kylian Mbappe can you please tell us what that was like"

"Uhm well I'll tell you one thing the man's got speed,a really amazing player, great talent but playing against him was something I kinda found hard to fathom and get it into my head, I mean we tried our best to hold on as long as possible and all that matters is that we tried our best"

"Ok I wanna ask a bit about your personal life if that's fine" the interviewer says

"No sure go ahead"

"Your Wife Y/N can you tell us a bit about her"

"Well y/n is my wife, she's the mother of my three lovely kids ,she is my best friend, the love of my life and I don't think I would still be here if it wasn't for her and my mom"

"That's sweet, can you tell us how you met your wife"

" uhm well we met at a red carpet event where she was her brother's plus one and we were placed next to one another so we just started having conversations and at the end of the night we exchanged numbers and after first becoming best friends, about a year later I confessed my feelings for her and she told me she felt the same and we dated for a few years then tied the knote"

"What's something that just makes you fall in love with her again"

"She has this weird laugh that freaks some people out but cause it sounds weird so when I hear her laugh it just reminds or takes me back to the times I would make her laugh before we were dating and I'd get the same reaction"

"What's one thing that just sometimes annoys you about her"

"Nothing she's perfect and I love her so much"

" I've never heard someone answer a question like that, I usually get 'the way she controls the household or how she wants everything presise'

"Well my wife's not like other wife's I mean yes she has her tendency of being a bit controlling, but once she realizes she doing it she immediately stops and asks us on our opinions of what we want to do"

"Who does the cooking and looking after the kids in the house"

" well it's the both of us ,sometimes we'll rotate like I'll do the cooking while she looks after the kids and vice versa, because I can't expect her to do all that by herself, it'll strain her physically and emotionally and I can't let that happen"

"Would you say that if your wife wasn't in your life that you'd have still made it"

"No, absolutely not, my wife has seen me at my lowest and my highest, she's always been there to help and pick me up when I was at my lowest and support me at my highest and same goes for her I saw her at her lowest and her highest and I'm really proud of the things she's achieved .

"And how's fatherhood treating you"

" Fatherhood has it moments when it tough and times when it's enjoyable, my kids they are growing up so fast you know, it feels like just yesterday I was holding them for the first time"

"Can you please share a moment that you shared with your children"

"There was this one time when I had gotten home late from practice and Leilani my 5year old daughter was still up playing with her toys, when I asked her why she was up she told me she was waiting for me to come back home cause she had something important to tell me or rather ask me"

"What did she wanna say"

"She said to me, Daddy I love you so much and I always will, because you will always have a special place in my heart, but I have a boyfriend and he's gonna be my husband cause we're getting married, I looked at her in shock because I wasn't expecting that, then I told her she had to break up with him and she started crying, so I told her she can have her boyfriend and she stopped crying, right before asking me to read her a story book and tuck her in, when I refused she started crying until I agreed"

"Well thank you so much Jude for joining us today I really enjoyed it"

"No problem mate and thank you too"

[authorstalker]

My September & October Reads

The City and the House, Natalia Ginzburg - An all-time favorite. An unexpected beach read. An epistolary novel! Twitter is still good sometimes, mainly for basketball tweets and unusual book recommendations; I checked this out of the library after a college professor tweeted that he taught The City and the House and his students became obsessed with one of the female characters, couldn't stop talking about her. On an 80-degree September day, I left work early and read this on the beach—it's a total pageturner and I can't recommend it enough.

The God of the Woods, Liz Moore - A summer camp murder mystery. Well written and engrossing, and I loved the way it ended. A fun coincidence that added to my experience: at the time of reading, I was traveling back and forth to Albany and the Finger Lakes region of NY, which is where parts of the novel are set.

The Slow Road North: How I Found Peace in an Improbable Country, Rosie Schaap - I keep track of Rosie Schaap's writing because she's talented and interesting, of course, but also because we lived in the same Brooklyn neighborhood for many years and she tended bar down the street from my apartment. Anyway! Rosie is great and I think this memoir is ideal for anyone who's contemplating a life change and could use some inspiration. The synopsis is that after Rosie's husband and mother both passed away, NYC no longer felt like home and she wanted a fresh start. During a research trip for a writing assignment, she fell in love with a small seaside town in Ireland, and she figured out a way to relocate. I love the storytelling in this book, the way Rosie writes about the history of her new home and her neighbors, the way she confronts grief and regret and uncertainty, and the way she builds herself a beautiful life there completely from scratch. Like I said, it's inspiring! Plus I'm now itching to plan a visit to Ireland.

Loved and Missed, Susie Boyt - Another favorite book discovered via Twitter recommendation, in this case because Rumaan Alam tweeted about it enough times that I had to know why he felt so strongly. Well well well: it's one of the best books I've read in years, so sad but SO funny. It made me cry on the train, it made me laugh out loud, it sent me down a Susie Boyt google rabbit hole (I was like, "Ooo who is this newbie, I've never heard of her".......only to discover she is Freud's great-granddaughter), it had me at Community Bookstore on a recent Friday night to hear Rumaan and Susie in conversation (amazing). READ IT.

[mydarllinglover]

Alone || Six months later

Previous

After the war, the prison had been rebuilt and made into a home, into a proper community.

They had a small farm, full of fruits and vegetables and even some animals for food, Rick was in charge of this.

Walkers were cleared out and blocked from breaching, all blocks had been cleared and cleaned, and 3 of them were turned into homes for the growing community. The library was put to use by Carol and the children, for story time and schooling, and the walls were decorated with drawings.

C Block was still only occupied by the family,Tyreese and Sasha had moved in when they had been brought in from Woodbury, the past was put behind them.

Hershel had decided that it was time for Rick to step back as leader, that he should focus on himself and his son, after the whole Carl gunning down a surrendering kid incident. So he taught Rick all there was to know about the farmers life, so that he could teach Carl, and so on.

Hershel then formed the council, which was made up of; him, Daryl, Glenn, Carol, Sasha and even Natalia.

She was thrown off when he had asked her to join, but he was confused why, for she and Daryl had been the two heads that Rick looked to when making decisions, plans or when the hard tasks had to be done.

He was confident of her that she would make a brilliant member, she was hard headed and stubborn, she knew from right and wrong, whether that be people or decisions, and she was empathetic, to a certain degree. Natalia was talented in knowing what to tell people in difficult times, she was also an amazing poker player and liar, that worked in their fortune many times.

Glenn, Daryl and Natalia had built a supply team, and sometimes they would find other groups, or survivors on their own, taking them in, the community was growing larger, everyone had their part.

Natalia left Cell block C, walking down into the courtyard to get some food, where Carol and Daryl were stood talking, as she served it up.

"Morning, Natalie."

"Hey, Doctor S" She smiled at him.

"Morning, Nat."

"Nice to see you, Leon."

"Hey, Lia."

"Hello, Frank."

"How're you doing Talia?”

Natalia had adopted a few nicknames from members of the community.

"I'm doing great, Sean, thank you, how are you?"

"Great, as always" He grinned.

"Nat!" Two small voices cheered and waved.

"Molly, Luke! How are you both today?"

"Great."

"Hi, Miss Moore"

"Hey, Mika, what are you reading?"

"It's about volcano's" the young girl gushed excitedly, showing off the cover of the book.

"Cindy, hey, how's lil Tommy?"

"He's doing alright, but I lost his dummy, and he's been crying a lot without it, he can't sleep without it." Cindy sighed.

"I'll add it to my list, we're going on a supply run today, don't worry about it."

"I love you, you're an angel." Cindy squeezed Natalia's hand.

"It's no problem." Natalia laughed, walking away.

"Well, hello, Nat, Natalie, Talia, Lia, miss Natalia Moore." Carol greeted her, passing over a bowl of some food.

"Don't. Sometimes I wonder if they just don't know my name and hear it muttered around and say whatever they hear." Natalia sighed, taking the breakfast.

"Of course they know your name, it's called a nickname, cause they love and admire you so much, for saving their lives and giving them sanctuary."

"Blame Daryl, its mostly him who stops."

"He's dealing with it as well. You both make quite the pair, so you can accept that people look up to you here."

Daryl rolled his eyes as he ate.

"No one needs to look up to me, I just do my job, that's what we all are supposed to do."

"I need you to see something." Carol then told them. "Patrick, you want to take over?" She asked the tall kid with glasses.

"Yes, ma'am." He nodded, stepping up.

Carol handed him the things she was holding as Daryl and Natalia moved to join her side.

"Mr Dixon, Miss Moore?" Patrick asked, grabbing their attention. "I just wanted to thank you both for bringing that deer back yesterday. It was a real treat sir and ma'am."

"Hey, that was just Mr Dixon, I was only standing by." Natalia stepped back.

"Well then, I'd be honoured to shake your hand." Patrick put his hand out to the man.

Daryl sighed, licking his fingers clean and clapping the boys hand, shaking it.

"You shot it." Daryl grumbled to the woman as the three stepped away.

"But I couldn't carry it back, only you." She overly smiled at him.

"About today, I don't know if we're gonna be able to spare a lot of people for the run." Carol told the pair as they walked and ate.

"Should be alright." Natalia shrugged, looking at Daryl to see what he thought.

"That place is good to go. We're gonna move on it."

"Yeah, the thing is, we had a pretty big buildup overnight. Dozens more towards tower three. It's getting as bad as last month. They don't spread out anymore."

"With more of us sitting here, we're drawing more of them out. You get enough of those damn fence-clingers, they start to herd up." Daryl said.

"Pushing against the fences again." Natalia sighed.

"It's manageable, but unless we get ahead of it, not for long." Carol said.

Daryl and Natalia were loading up the car, with the help from Zach, Beth's boyfriend.

Beth walked up to the teen boy, greeting him with a kiss.

The two adults tuned out their conversation as they finished the task.

"Okay, are you gonna say goodbye?" Zach asked, once they finished their conversation, Beth walking away.

"Nope." She called back.

"It's like a damn romance novel." Daryl said with disgust.

"They're young and in love, obviously you wouldn't know what that's like." Natalia teased.

"By your track record, seems worth it."

Natalia clapped her hand over her heart, pretending to fall over.

"Oh, how you wound me, Mr Dixon." She fake cried.

"Stop." He nudged her.

"Before i forget. If I don't grab them, make sure someone does, we need chewable, rubber toys." Natalia told him, going back to serious.

"For Sully?"

"No, Judith's started teething, she's having a real tough time with it, told Rick I'd make sure we grab some."

"Alright." He nodded, walking towards his bike, slipping a comment to Sasha about Bob, a man her, Daryl and Glenn had found last week, coming along.

"I'm driving." Natalia said, hopping in the drivers side of the pickup truck, Zach getting in the passenger.

They got down to the gate, Daryl stopped so that he could speak to Michonne who just arrived, riding Flame, the horse.

"Move, kid." She told the teen boy, seeing that Michonne was making her way to their vehicle instead of the car. "Look who it is, you coming for the trip?"

"Thought I'd give you some company, Daryl says we're hitting up the big spot." Michonne said, getting into the passenger seat, that Zach had left unoccupied.

They had arrived at a superstore, fences boarded around the building.

"Army came in and put these fences up." Daryl explained to everyone when they got out the cars. "Made it a place for people to go. Last week, when we spotted this place, there was a bunch of walkers behind this chain-link, keeping people out like a bunch of guard dogs."

"So they all just left?" Bob asked.

"Give a listen." Sasha said.

The group was silent as they listened to the blaring music.

"You drew 'em out?" Michonne asked, sounding impressed.

"Put a boom box out there three days ago."

"Hooked it up to two car batteries." Glenn added.

"All right, lets make a sweep." Daryl instructed. "Make sure it's safe, grab what you can, we'll come back tomorrow with more people.”

They made it to the door, Daryl banged hard on the glass with his elbow.

"Just give it a second." He said, sitting on the small wall, Natalia was leaned against it next to him, whilst the others stood around.

"Okay, I think, I've got it." Zach said, catching theirs and the other attendees attention.

"Got what?" Michonne asked, walking over.

"I've been trying to guess what Daryl did before the turn." He explained, moving to sit next to Natalia.

"He's been trying to guess for, like, six weeks."

"Yeah, I'm pacing myself." The teenager argued with the man. "One shot a day."

"All right, shoot."

"Well, the way, you are at the prison, you being on the council, you're able to track, you're helping people, but you're still being kind of  uh  surly." The two women looked at him confused. "Big swing here. Homicide cop."

Natalia and Michonne both started laughing, not being able to hold it.

"What's so funny?" Daryl asked.

"Nothing. It makes perfect sense." Michonne answered.

"Actually, the mans right, undercover."

"Come on, really?" Zach asked him.

"Yep." Daryl nodded. "I don't like to talk about it 'cause it was a lot of heavy shit, you know?"

"Dude, come on, really?" Zach didn't believe him. "Alright, fine. Nat, what were you before all this?”

"Funnily enough, I was the same, we were actually partners, it's how we know each other so well." Natalia played on the bit. "Could say we're thick as non-thieves."

"Seriously?" Zach asked, Michonne turned around to hide her laughter.

"Yeah." Daryl continued.

"Hey, you remember that one case, the guy who wore green suits with the cane shaped like the question mark?"

"Yeah, liked riddles." Daryl joined in. " But shush, it's confidential."

"Oh right, work policy." Natalia nodded, looking at the floor.

"I'm just gonna keep guessing, I guess." Zach sighed.

"Yeah, you do that."

Walkers threw themselves at the glass, ending the conversation, making the three stand up from the wall.

"We're gonna do this, detectives?" Michonne asked.

"Let's do it." Daryl stepped towards the doors.

"Hey, you ready?" She asked Zach.

"As ever." He let out a sigh.

"You're gonna do great, okay? Just a real easy one, nothing to worry about." She smiled at the teenager.

"Alright, yeah." He nodded. She walked ahead to join her friends, weapon at the ready.

"The Riddler!" She could hear Zach whisper to himself as he walked forward.

Once the walkers were dealt with and dragged out, everyone waited outside the doors.

"All right, we go in, stay in formation for the sweep." Sasha told the group of people "After that, you all know what you're supposed to look for. Any questions?"

"Was there ever a time you weren't the boss of me?" Tyreese asked his sister.

"You had a few years before I was born."

"Whoever see's it first, any sort of rubber toy, but not small enough so she can swallow." Natalia reminded Daryl. "Cindy's boy lost his pacifier so he could do with a new one as well."

"Copy that." He nodded as they headed in.

Once the sweep was done, and they were all clear, Glenn, Michonne, Bob and Natalia walked with trollies, she also had her bag open around her front, throwing in the most important things, just in case.

"Hey." Daryl whispered, appearing behind her.

"Hm?" She hummed, preoccupied with shoving pharmaceuticals, first aid kits, shampoo, conditioner, body wash, tampons, pads and toothpaste in her bag, anything of health importance.

"Found the jackpot." He stood next to her, shoving the parent requests in her bag.

"You're a gem, no wonder you're so popular, Mr Dixon."

"Gotta thank my partner in crime, too." He smirked at her.

"Or you could say "not" crime." She winked.

His smile dropped as he stared at her.

"Yeah, I'll go look at other stuff." She nodded, walking away and chucking a few packs of wipes in her bag before zipping it up and putting it on the right way.

A thud somewhere around the store sounded, followed two seconds later by glass smashing.

Bob shouted that one of the shelves came toppling down.

Natalia made her way over there, shortly after Daryl, who was closer.

"You alright? You cut or something?" He asked the man who was under the shelf, bent down and flashing a light on him.

"No, man, but my foot is caught." Bob told him.

"Alright. He's just caught. Come on, help me up." He told Zach and Tyreese who also came over.

"What happened?" Glenn shouted out from somewhere.

"Nobodies hurt, we're in wine and beer." Natalia replied, storing the location to bring up another time.

"I was moving fast, man. I drove right into the drinks." Bob laughed off.

"Man, you lucked out. If this thing had come down on you the wrong way " Tyreese let the sentence die.

"Should be more careful about yourself and your surroundings, one wrong move could mean everyone's lives at risk." Natalia told him, she felt suspicious of what had happened, something didn't feel right to her.

The ceiling above collapsed just above them, chunks of it rained down.

A walker had fallen through, tangled up to the ceiling by his intestines, floating in the air.

Everyone jumped back, looking at what just happened.

"Holy fuck." Natalia hissed.

Michonne, Sasha and Glenn ran towards them, stopping when they saw the walker stuck above.

"Yeah, uh, we should probably go now." Glenn decided.

"Bobs still stuck. Get him out of there." Daryl said, walking back to the other cabinet.

"We'll get the others." Michonne told him, unsheathing her sword.

Another bit of the ceiling broke, a walker diving down with it, but landing to the floor.

More and more holes were made, more and more walkers reached the ground.

The group of people jumped out the way, in order to not get jumped on by the dead.

"Hey!" Bob screamed out.

Natalia pulled out her knife, a walker had just taken Glenn down, tackling him to the ground, she ran forward plunging her knife in it's skinless skull, letting Glenn push it off so he could get to his feet.

Gunshots surrounded the place as everyone ran in different directions.

Daryl climbed up a small tower of boxes, as they gathered around him.

Natalia was fighting one off, when she heard a thwack behind her, she dropped her opponent, spinning around to reach down and grab the arrow that was shot into the head of a walker that was gaining on her.

She ran towards the man, throwing him his arrow as Glenn helped take out the walkers surrounding him.

"Daryl, go!" Glenn shouted, as a helicopter was getting close to fall on them any second.

She pulled her gun out, helping shoot at walkers a distance away in order to not get shot herself.

"Let's get Bob!" Zach called out.

Natalia shot at a walker who was crawling towards Bob, Daryl then dragged it away.

Zach lifted the shelf as Natalia kept the lookout for them, shooting at walkers headed in their direction, whilst Daryl helped Bob out.

"Come on, time to go!" He shouted. "Let's get out of here!"

They headed for the doors as the helicopter was about to drop.

"Ah!" Zach screamed out.

Natalia turned her head, as a walker was chomping into the teen boys leg, dragging him down from under the shelf.

"Zach!" Glenn called out.

Natalia went to run to the boy as the Walker mauled on his neck.

"No! It's too late!" Daryl grabbed her arm, dragging her back, telling the others to run as the ceiling crumbled.

"We can't leave him!" She screamed. "He's just a kid!"

"We don't have a choice, come on!"

They ran for the exit through a thick cloud of dark dust, the helicopter falling onto where they were moments ago.

"I'll do it." Daryl mumbled to her when they got back to the prison, walking to C block.

"You sure?" She asked, chewing her lip.

"Yeah, you alright?" He asked, putting his hand on her shoulder, stopping them both from walking.

"I wish we could've helped him, at least so he didn't suffer." She looked down at her fingers, picking at her nails so that she didn't end up crying. "He had his whole life ahead of him, it just sucks so much worse when we lose someone young, especially like that. He was such a great kid, should've never brought him out."

"I know." He muttered, bringing her in for a hug, patting her hair as he looked ahead.

"I'm gonna go see Wi-Judith! Judith, see how she likes her stuff, I'll take the other stuff down to inventory tomorrow." Natalia said, wiping at her eyes as she pulled away from the hug, heading towards the building again.

"Alright." Daryl nodded, pretending to not notice the near slip up, he hadn't caught her do it before, but she was under a lot of stress and grief, he had noticed how she took a special interest in the babies at the prison, making sure they'd have everything they'd need, even the small things like toys to chew on and the exact colour pacifier they liked, all with out spending much time with them, like she was too scared to get close, that something bad could happen to the baby if she did.

He still hadn't given her the picture, he didn't know why, something about never finding a right time with her, even though they spent a majority of their time together, the running joke was that if one was near, the other wasn't too far away, they heard what people said and both shrugged it off, never wanting to acknowledge it with each other, they were good teammates and partners, that was all!

Deep down, another thing that had stopped him was how she would react, he knew she knew it was in that cupboard so long ago, that she hadn't grabbed it, he wondered if she'd be mad or upset that he had decided to snatch it up, he didn't like to think about it much. 

"Rick, hey" Natalia greeted Rick Grimes, it looked like him and Hershel were talking about something when she walked in on them. "Hi, Hershel, Miss Judith."

"How'd it go?" Hershel asked her.

"Not good." She shook her head. "The roof had water damage, a helicopter and around two dozen walkers were on top. Zach, he didn't make it  I'm sorry, Daryl's letting Beth know.”

"He was a good boy." Hershel said sadly looking down.

"He was." She sighed "But, I did manage to grab loads of things for Doctor S and the women and babies," She made wide eyes at Judith, reaching into her bag for the stuff Daryl put in there. "Daryl managed to grab these for her." She told Rick, grabbing a wipe from the bag and wiping down a pink chewable ring. "Should help with her teething." Once she was done cleaning it, she gave it to Rick.

"Thank you, I know you made it a priority when you didn't have to." Rick patted her shoulder.

"I didn't grab them, he did, also got some things that were needed by the other babies, I'll give them out tomorrow, for now, I need some sleep."

She bid the two men goodnight, walking into the cells and up the stairs.

She whistled lowly.

Sully came jogging out of Daryl's cell, that was next door to hers, still, Michonne's was on the other side.

"What's that in your mouth?" She asked the dog, who was holding a teddy rabbit in his jaws.  "Where the hell did you get that?" She muttered, walking towards the Rednecks door.

She cleared her throat.

"What?"

"Why do you insist on spoiling my dog?"

"Thought he'd like it, snatched it on my mission for baby shit." He said, fixing his crossbow.

"Don't waste time and storage on him, he's perfectly fine with what he's got." She told him, moving to sit beside him on his bed.

"Was nothing." He shook his head. "Take it as a anniversary gift."

"An anniversary gift? For what, exactly?" Natalia laughed.

"A whole year since you joined the group."

"About 3 months too early, it's only been 9 months, but thanks" She smiled at him. "He seems to enjoy it."

Sully had joined them back in Daryl's room, laying down on the end of his bed as the dog chewed and played with the teddy.

"Course he does. S'Rabbit."

"And it's the last one he gets, you're building too much of a collection."

"Yes ma'am." He raised his brows, keeping his eyes on his weapon as he fiddled with it.

"How'd she take it?" Natalia asked, changing the air in the small atmosphere.

"Surprisingly alright, that's what scares me, changed the accident board, said she was glad to know him, hugged me then went back to writing in her diary."

"She's gone through a lot, lost a lot of people, some people just handle it differently, lets just pray she's not building up for a psychotic breakdown or anything." She mused, laying down on the bed and staring up at the ceiling, imagining it crashing down on her just like in the store.

The pair spent the rest of the night in silence, enjoying each others company and not being totally alone in the world, causing them both to end up falling asleep beside each other.

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[plueschcodes]

Happy Birthday to my blog plüschcodes <3

Its been one year since someone (Knödel) pushed me to create this tumblr blog and sometimes share my codes on here.

I wish it would have been more in the span of a year but unfortunately ya girl got bills to pay and therefore work a lot.

Kisses go out to everyone using my codes, I cry full tears of joy whenever i see people using them. Special kisses go out to people I have met and bonded with through coding! But also i have a few ppl i wanna personally mention.

Special kisses to @kaykodes for being such a sweetheart and also the first (and rn only person) i ever collabed with. All my love goes to you <33

Another special kiss goes to @trexv whom I not only consider a close friend of mine on wox by now but is also a crazily talented bean. Ilysm pls never stop to amaze us with your talent <3

Big ass kiss goes to @lanicodes for being so talented and also such a supporter help hello?? Girl im so intimidated by your codes bye

Many more kisses go to @saltedcodes bc there has never been a day where she wouldnt support me and being an absolute sunshine in my life. Ily soltimate forever <3

And ofc @alyscodes who I adore sm. Not only your talent but also that you were so quick to include me everywhere, made me feel so welcome and be nothing but supportive. Ilysm

Many kisses to many many more people <3 (if i forgot someone... im sorry im freestyling here rn bc i got the notification from tumblr LOL leave me alone im sleepy eepy in bed rn ;-;)

Big love, lets hope I have time for new codes soon! (Imma pop a bottle of champagne now)

xx peaches

[thequietesthing]

SHADOW & BONE SEASON 2 THOUGHTS

SPOILERS AHEAD - read at your own risk

Ok, I think I made it clear enough

So, yesterday I finished watching the second season of S&B and I have contrasting thoughts.

Let's start with the good ok?

THE ACTORS. Cannot stress this enough. That is definitely a bunch of very talented people. They had one job and boy if they delivered. I liked everyone but my favourite performances were the ones of Freddy Carter (the Bastard of the Barrel psychotic gaze couldn't have been done better, and also his relationship with Inej... chef's kiss – straight out from the books) Amita Suman (if possible she did an even better job than in the first season, I loved Amita in every scene, from the fight ones to her SCENE with Kaz, and especially what she says to him after that "Hope is dangerous", which I don't think is very much in line with the Inej from the book, but it fits really well in the storyline of the tv series) Daisy Head (THE WOMAN WAS AMAZING, thank god she was given a bigger role in this season! the way she portrayed Genya was brilliant, the hurt, the shame, the fear you could read everything from her face, simply brilliant) Patrick Gibson (my love Nikolai, he also did a very good job and I liked his transitioning from a very swaggering and outgoing performance of Sturmhond, to his portrayal of Nikolai – I've seen some critics in the way he portrayed Nikolai, but in my opinion it couldn't have been better. Sturmhond is not the same as Nikolai otherwise it wouldn't have made sense to create the alter ego; for as much as he has the confident exterior, Nikolai is extremely thoughtful (and I think that you can recognise that by reading KOS/ROW) and Patrick was able to show the thought process that we read in the books, so I liked him). All the others were all extremely good, Ben Barnes off the charts as always, Jessie Mei Li and Archie Renaux did a brilliant job to give us Malina (sometimes definitely too diabetic but alright), the rest of the Crows, Danielle, Kit, Jack and Calahan were AMAZING, they embodied their characters perfectly (Wesper was done beautifully, different than the books, but Kit and Jack are so good that it just came flawless anyway; Helnik was pure angst and I LOVED IT). Also special mentions to Lewis Tan and Anna Leong Brophy because they NAILED the twins performance.

Then we have the plot. Now I wouldn't discard the thing as necessarily bad, because in its own right it wasn't. The issue with book adaptations is that we have such high standards given by the books that we always expect too much. I have to say, some things I liked some things I didn't. Shadow & Bone parts I have to say I'm partial to the second book, especially the whole attack at the Little Palace is just one of my favourites scenes ever and it felt a bit meh. Other issue they have not tackled at all was the religious role Alina had (especially with Tamar and Tolya that in the tv series look more like Nikolai's sidekicks) that instead I wanted to see. A character that basically disappears is the Apparat: I don't like the guy but he was kind of important (how he always schemes around, how he imprisoned Alina, now he's just a guy that gives shady advice to everyone who'd listen). I wish I could have seen more Zoya simply because I love her very much and the fact that she and the Darkling didn't have any type of scenes together is absurd to me. All the scenes where Nikolai was were better in my opinion but I may be a little biased, but I just don't want him to pine over Alina for too long! Not with Zoya right there! But we'll see. Also the whole thing Mal/Alina/Darkling was done in a pretty good way; could have been done better? obviously, but since the objective was not to copy word by word from the books I think it went well. Six of Crows parts I liked how they portrayed Kaz (his childhood story I wanted to cry everytime), very on point BUT I didn't like how rushed it was the vengeance against Pekka Rollins; it was done too quickly for the sake of giving the Crows something to do the first half of the season and it deserved more time for me. I like the new dynamics with the integration of Nina and Wylan, but once again we couldn't really see much of it because there was always someone else and never just the Crows. I've said it before but I'll say it again, Wesper was majestic, Jack must have understood Wylan to a soul level because it was the same as reading Leigh words. I don't particularly mind the fact that Wesper had a thing before rather than not having met at all. Also Jesper embracing its powers was really nice if not a bit rushed. Then, KANEJ SCENES PEOPLE. The talent of Amita and Freddy shone through so brightly it's amazing (the "How will you have me" scene pierced me to the core – not to mention Inej's dream.... ughh so good). KOS foreshadowing They killed David and I was so not okay with that, but then I thought "Did they though?" bc there was no body no anything, so maybe and I say maybe he still alive somewhere (he better be bc he has to marry Genya and be happy and I'll be in denial until it is confirmed). WHEN THE BEE LANDED ON ZOYA SHOULDER the scream that came out of me people thought I was possessed I swear. Nikolai as he finds out he's the nichevo’ya was really well done. What Nina said to Zoya "someone will sweep you off your feet so hard you won't know what hit you" I wanted to cry, I swear if they don't give me Zoyalai next season I'll riot. I didn't particularly enjoy the Genya,Zoya and Alina triumvirate, but I'm feeling it may be short lived. (Also Zoya's "I could fix him" energy is what we want in S3)

Now for what may happen next, I'm really happy about the jurda parem storyline because it affects everyone in different ways. I hope that now that they'll tackle KOS it won't become the Alina show pt 2 but they'll give Zoya the story she deserves. I need Zoya to be the general and right hand of the King and Alina is kind in the middle of that but then I thought that Alina will probably go on her own journey with the fact she has the sword to return to Shu Han and now dark powers and so she may enter her villain era with maybe Mal bringing her again on the right path (also let's not forget that the tree the Darkling goes into is in Shu Han, so I think they'll play around with that a bit), idk honestly all I care at this point is that by the end Alina's hair have to be white. I hope the Crows finally free poor Matthias from Hellgate and finally finally go do the Ice Court heist, that it has been a long time coming.

All in all I honestly liked the season, there was only one main issue that affected everything else: too many characters. In Italian there is a saying "troppa carne al fuoco" which means literally "too much meat on the fire" which translates to the fact that there were too many things to follow to do it properly. Too many stories to follow, too many people on the move with too many things to accomplish, and even with good writing it can easily become a shitty thing. So whatever it is to come (hopefully season 3 and also the rumoured SOC spinoff) I'm glad they are planning to separate the cast.

Ok I'm done.