#AND I DIDNT EVEN GET TO DO ALL THE FEATURES!
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Going to explode from unnecessary stress and over thinking but monster hunter is of course there for me.
Ignore the bullshit that is work drama and smash frog lizard with giant hammr
Ah yesss, blisssssssss
#personal#lifeblogging#monster hunter wilds beta#how can i be anxious when im SO HYPE#i hate when work slows down#its best when its so busy that i cant talk to anyone#and then i get home to be so autistic#like!!! the character creator is already so fucking goodd#AND I DIDNT EVEN GET TO DO ALL THE FEATURES!#so i will be completely redoing my characeter when the game actually releases#mostly cause i have the premium deluxe edition on preorder and i get a cool hairstyle with it#all in all im just generally so fucking hype for the full game#mostly cause Chatacabra was the TUTORIAL FIGHT?!?!#and doshoguma was the FOLLOW UP????#like they revealed these bad boys and then put them in the BEGINNING#makes me SOOOOOO excited to see what other new beasts they may have added later on#or even better what old friends i’ll be fighting#i love monster hunter so fucking much
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I feel bad for neglecting Hazel so much, I do have many thoughts about her.. and also a mermaid au that im probably not going to do anything with
#fop#fairly oddparents#fop a new wish#fairly oddparents a new wish#hazel wells#fop hazel#fop dev#dev dimmadome#art#digital art#doodles#I wish Hazels parents were more flawed tbh...#Like I get why they wanted to have them be good rep so that young people could know what a good family is supposed to look like#but it felt like every time there was an opportunity to have them do something genuinely flawed-#they would perfectly sidestep it before it even became a problem#I really enjoyed the first episode because it showed a hint of a very unique emotional issue Hazel had related to having a therapist mother#The idea that she has to be mature all the time#constantly living around therapy speak makes her feel like she isnt allowed room to breathe#Feeling unable to express her emotions without someone there giving advice that she isnt ready for yet#just small things!#She feels so pressured to be emotionally mature all the time BECAUSE she gets praised for it#maybe im projecting everyone always tell me I was so mature for my age...#But like I really really wanted to see that from her!!#And then after that episode it doesnt even come up again#The only other episode that features the moms job as a conflict is the one where she wants to spend more time with her#which is a fine conflict I guess but it still ends with her saying all the perfect things#I wanted Markus to be more of a genuine threat too. even if he didnt actually do anything having him be more looming would have been nice#I feel like they mostly forget hes a para scientist most of the time idk.#I just felt like his interactions could have been more unique#Maybe he will be in future seasons idk
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Realized that since a featured attack ALSO did a Who Broke It skit that uh
My own Who Broke It was super under-scored. Like I was supposed to score every unique scene in the animatic not just the animatic as a whole
... oops...
WE STILL WON THO SO IM NOT EVEN MAD!!!
#like yes the featured attack is AMAZING and deserved that many points#but i was like 'wait how did that get thousands of points but i only got 147'#the answer is. i shouldve gotten more.#ALL MY FAULT I DIDNT UNDERSTAND HOW TO RATE AN ANIMATIC ATTACC#ALSO PROBABLY SHOULDVE LISTED IT AS PARTIAL ANIMATION INSTEAD OF MINIMAL ANIMATION BUT. OOPS.#artfight#team stardust#artfight 2024#sorry i couldnt revenge everyone! we shall try again next year to do even MORE than this year!
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hello and welcome to my notes/formal presentation on how angels are actually all just weird autistic birds. any questions.
#yin art#above#i take my semi-xenofiction worldbuilding only in the most serious of ways at all times#this is technically a spoiler for certain things and technically giving away certain others. but i doubt anyone will notice#eyes cw#cw eyes#ask to tag#reguel going :) everytime i draw them is like the angel equivalent of just having a certain hairstyle all the time.#angel equivalent of wearing certain clothes 24/7#the important sidenote i also didnt feature is that angels understand/have a concept of clothing and nudity#even less than they get smiling. they dont know what clothes are. they think they're just a pretty thing the mortals do for fun.#this does in fact extend to sex and does in fact make talking to an angel slightly awkward at times. the end
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Personally choosing to hc that the random-ass springlock suit in Sister Location that somehow sucks even more ass than Fredbear and SpringBonnie was bc William tried to build basically SpringBonnie 2.0 in his own way (which includes making a completely different, more complex, and more dangerous springlock system just to be different from henry) bc he didnt wanna give up the theatrics of his silly yellow rabbit. It then proceeded to bite him in the ass and also in the Everywhere Else
#i gotta start adding springlock scars to my william design. one day#unfortunately idk if the other graphic novel artist whom i constantly forget the name of has a drawing that features the springlock scars#bc yknow. peepaw gets springlocked and becomes a shrivelled up robe wearing faggy undead guy#so the only other option for full accuracy would be looking at pinkypill’s art and. yeah no thanks#i could just go find one of the many panel redraws. we’ll see#anyways i got off topic. this feels like a very william thing to do imo#especially because i? dont think he’d even be able to haul either of the springlock suits over to CBPW without getting noticed-#-and questioned? like at the very least someone would easily notice a suit missing#and also this all lets me ignore the whole ‘Glitchtrap looks different from SpringBonnie because thats Mimics poor interpretation of it!’#-thing. instead i can tell myself that. no. william (mr jealous man) didnt wanna use henry’s design. he wanted unique-ness and originality#ANYWAYS the tag ramble got really long oopsies#scov.txt#fnaf
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wish i could walk up to whoever decided to do this discord update, even if its a group, and tell them "congrats! you fucked up."
#i keep finding new things that suck and are broken#this is. the worst!!!!!!!!#its not intuitive. it doesnt match the computer. half the features dont even work anymore. it literally keeps crashing and breaking#i just spammed a server on accident because it didnt look like my message was sending until i closed and reopened the app#i mustve pressed the send button like 60 times trying to get it to send.#im going to complain about this forever it sucks so bad PUT IT BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP MEEEEE#discord#i hate the swipe to reply thing i hate how the new search works i hate how everything is organized i hate that the dms arent on top anymore#i hate all of it its so shit#i think its the worst especially because they changed so much all at once and thats probably also why its SO BROKEN.#if they did all of these changes one at a time i promise they wouldve been changed back so quick because everyone wouldve hated them#just like we hate them now! but since its this huge update that they forced on us. theyre not going to fix it!#i need to slap whoever did this. why do they hate their users#also THEY LITERALLY DID DO THAT SWIPE TO REPLY THING BEFORE A FEW MONTHS BACK FOR A FEW DAYS/WEEKS.#WE HATED IT THEN AND WE ESPECIALLY HATE IT NOW#bring back the members thing when you swipe right its literally so natural feeling and better
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we have got to switch it up as a fandom stop defending and praising charlie to your last breath and become a ben and rex fan like those of us who know better and have far more fun
#i will defend affleckdevil forever I DONT CARE!!!! HE WAS FUN. DIE BY MY BLADE OVER DISAGREEMENT. and we all know how i feel about rex#static.soundz#also i will allow myself to be an insane asshole here. i DO in fact think both of them look better than the other guy.#no hate to charlie. he's fine. he is just soooo nothing though and i haaaate his fanbase. tainted by heterosexuality in such a way i get#the ick when i see him so literally i wish i was kidding. like he's literally fine but i feel so Ew when i see him bc of the association 😭#the other two i think were styled better. even if rex rlly didnt have anything done for him i still like him more in appearances for matt#mainly bc i think he has THE perfect smile and smirk down for him. highly wonderful.#also his jaw and nose. overall he had a nicely matched face shape and features#so i can willingly accept and ignore the lack of red hair im ok with it bc it balances out.#ok im done now im sorry to be in haterville. i just like them more.
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prev post well i scrolled once and realized it IS a moshi monster huge win for the moshi monster artstyle recognizers of the world
#verrry exciting. i never actualy got suepr into moshi monsters (didnt know there was an online game until last year) but i had the ds game#the carnival one. n rly loved it#and i hate a katsuma plush who was legit my favorite toy id take him with me everywhere. theres even this frankly very scary book i wrote#and illustrated (bc that used 2 be my favorite thjng t do.. i would staple paper together and judt write things like i had one abt natural#disasters explainjng them bc i loveddd natural disasters basicslly)#but anywyas. i wrote one abt katsuma listing all of katsumas favorite things n stuff. katsumas favorite food was STRAWBERRIES and he loved#hide and seek#speaking od hide and seek one time i was playing hide and seek with him u see. which means i was finding places to hide him#and then pretending to find him. and atp was when we livd in my grans house#so there was a pool table downstairs. andwell. i shoved him into one of the pool table holes#so imagine my shock and horror when i pulled him out and he was absolurely covered in like..black dust.#luckily there was a bathroom in the basement (my grandpa built it it was called the loo#) so i went in there and just. run water over him#and then wrapped him in a towel. and then tried to sneak past my.mom upstairs#bc she was on the couch and inws trying to get to my room. so i wrapped katsuma in a human sized towel and like. quickly ran up the atairs#and past my mom. and she was like. looking at the comically large bundle of towels in my hands. like Everything ok. and i was lke YES. and#ran to my room. idk why i was convinced id be in trouble if she found out i ..#got a toy dirty? n tried to wash it? but it ws very funny. thats my 2 biggest katsuma memories but i loved that guy. i took him 2 the#playgrounds we went to (my mom hd a fun game wed do where we would go to a new playground and then wed rate the playground based on certain#features like what all things it had how much fun we had how long we wanted tonsray etc. so whenever we were like trying to kill time in a#new town or something like rhat wed go and she always had th clipboard on her. so we would do that :]] and i liked to take katsuma and push#katsuma on the swings and down the slides and things of that nature
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i guess what i really hate about the duolingo update is that if i want to study a particular topic, like future tense or whatever, i can’t do that. the new units are literally just the entire course in one single thing and it’s a different selection every time. which is good because you get a more complete experience with the language (instead of having One unit on One grammatical structure and then moving right along) but like i said. sometimes i like to go back and review a specific topic i can’t do that
#i can click anywhere on this stupid path thing and it will be an amalgamation of like bare basics and highly advanced#i can click on the same thing multiple times and it will be entirely different every time#so i cant even get a linear idea of how its laid out. it seems like it’s literally just whatever#which again good because obviously when youre speaking a language with people its all gonna be different stuff#but still. couldnt they have made like both. i still need to go back and review a lot of courses and now i cant#its like it’s trying to be an effective substitute for a conversation but they cant#youre not RESPONDING to anything youre just translating words/sentences so its better as a learning resource not an interactive one yknow#which is why it makes more sense to have the old defined units#<- also I Know they have premade conversation thingies etc but!! those are not available in many or even most programs#like when i did french on here all the features were lovely#every prompt had audio and there was stories and podcasts and conversations and more#but girl. i main irish. there is rarely even a prompt with audio we do NOT have the conversation feature#duolingo#not to talk about this Again but i didnt actually say what i wanted to in my other post i just said i disliked it but not why i do#also seeing as i have a 700+ day streak. you can understand why this is kind of a large part of my life at this point.#im invested in all the details of this site
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anyway despondent looking but actually kinda overconfident little bug mage.
#his name is nahren ive had him for five minutes and i love him even if he probably does kinda suck#.most of my characters kinda suck but they get the job done#to be fair this is my first time playing the mage origin so i dont know what im doing or whats he like yet#but yeah like i said. repetitive features. though half the reasons for these choices is#appearance mods i downloaded and couldnt not try out#they didnt all work and i dont know what im doing and all#but the ones that did are great#original posts#but like yeah. every character i make in this game looks like you flipped their rock over and they dont know what to make of that
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Borrasca fuckin sucks bro its so full of plot holes
#i listened to the qcode audiodrama first and i think s1 has a lot of good qualities but not enough to make up for the writing#and i went back to read the creepypasta to see if the redeeming qualities were THERE#and it had fewer plot holes at least. but not none. when they fleshed it out they threw a lot of nonsensical mystery elements in a blender#but the creepypasta had NO tension to it and while the shitty twist was foreshadowed it didnt even remotely feel like it paid off#if nothing else the qcode version did well on creating consistent tension and keeping me invested thru s1#(obviously they also killed it with audio design which was a large part of how the audiodrama *kinda* worked and the pasta didn't)#also do NOT go into borrasca without looking up trigger warnings. which is why im not going more in depth with putting it on blast#im just fascinated by how many good creepy elements were in (qcode) borrasca that didnt make sense. didnt pay off#or worse got entirely contradicted by s2 which was just a shitshow all around and had no redeeming features#(i didnt read borrasca v so i dont know if that was as egregious. im not wasting that much more time on it)#honestly if im still this mad later when im on desktop maybe ill elaborate and throw it under a readmore lol#i didnt mean to get THIS wordy in the tags
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I love you forcemasc Tumblr 🩵🩵🩵
#cj rambles#high posting#stoned and giggling and kicking my feet at the blood and the dog metaphors and the red its so visceral#anyway um ik im trans bc last night i was feeling my chin and rubbing the fuzz and it was so nice.#fantasizing about my full beard + mustache coming in i hope it's red like my dad's. i hope i look like him more. hes my favorite person#but yeah if i were actually a cis woman id be dysphoric about all my masculine features rather than joyful lol. and i think my parents are#coming to terms more cause i havent budged. they didnt deny it or anything they just need time to get used to it#like the only thing on my mind rn is just transitioning. taking what's rightfully *mine* and molding my body into a reflection of me#and tbh i dont think ill come out to my other family members. if i do itll be casual bc i cant do a big emotional discussion.#ill just start t and they'll either have to accept it or not be in my life 🤷♂️#but I'm hellbent on getting it. the pills almost killed me. the nicotine drains me. even the weed distracts me and makes me lazy.#but the testosterone is my savior. the tool i need to pull myself out of this grave i dug myself into.#i know who i want to be
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(dont) kiss me thru the phone
you were pissed that your boyfriend cheated on you and then had the audacity to ghost you after you confronted him about it. what better way to get that anger out than fucking his best friend
suna x f!reader ☆ smut ☆ 2.3k cw: fingering, dirty talk(?), penetration, cheating(?), cucking, phone sex(?), exhibitionism(?) a/n: all those damn question marks bc i cant tell if it would technically count anywho i dont condone cheating but like if someone told me they fucked their cheating bf's bsf i wouldnt judge also sorry for the osamu slander i was never a big fan of the miya twins bc i was too focused on suna so im sorry if i offend any miya stans </3
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you were pissed. you were beyond pissed actually. yeah, you were sad of course when you found out your boyfriend osamu had been cheating on you with some cheerleader from a neighboring college. but you were furious now that osamu had decided to ghost you after telling him you wanted to talk it out. it was pathetic and you were utterly offended. you were also upset with yourself, having not been able to see any signs that you had been dating scum of the earth.
you know you couldve been the one to take the higher ground. just take his disappearance as the breakup and try to move on with the help of the people in your life that actually cared about you. but you just couldnt. he went low and you wanted to go much much lower.
knock knock knock
standing outside of suna’s townhome, you were growing a little nervous. there was a chance suna would push you away and go inform your cheating now ex-boyfriend. but you’ve seen the way suna looked at you. you weren’t stupid. everytime osamu dragged you to parties or hangouts with his friends suna always looked at you like he was fucking you with his eyes. you stood there, hands shoved in the pockets of your pajama pants as the cold night breeze swept over you.
your body stilled when he opened the door, bare torso on display while a pair of grey shorts hung loosely at his hips. you could smell the faint scent of weed seeping out of his house. his hair was messy in the best way, green eyes narrowed at you slightly. you couldnt deny that he was attractive. but when you were still a loyal and doting girlfriend, no one else seemed as hot as your boyfriend. but things were different now.
“hello?” sunas tone was indifferent, a bit raspy from whenever he was smoking. he craned his neck for just a moment, seeing if osamu was trailing behind somewhere.
“suna i know you want to fuck me,” you blurted out, earning equally wide eyes from the man before you. he choked on his own spit, turning his head as he coughed. your face felt like it was on fire and for a second you regretted ever coming here. “im sorry i-” he was quick to put up a finger, silently telling you to wait as he got himself together. clearing his throat, suna stood up a bit taller with skepticism written all over his face. his eyes once again scanned over the area.
“are you confronting me?” suna had absolutely no clue what was going on. he half expected osamu to jump out of the bushes and knock him up just for not denying it. but he would be a liar if he did. it was true. he did want to fuck you and knew he could do so much better than osamu. but of course he didnt make any moves with the bro-code and all.
“no im not,” you shook your head, sucking in a deep breath to try to calm yourself. “i have a um… proposal,” suna’s eyebrows quirked, the corners of his lips tugging into an intrigued smile. he crossed his arms, leaning his shoulder against the doorframe.
“well,” you grew self conscious now, rocking back on your heels as you stared at the doormat. “osamu cheated on me and is now ghosting me after i asked to talk about it and to be honest im really pissed,” suna had to manually keep his features stoic even though he was feeling a whirlwind of emotions. he was sad for you of course, no one wants to get cheated on. he was mad at osamu for cheating on someone like you. but there was also this sick sense of pride, that you came to him. suna always knew he could be better for you and now you were at his doorway. you took in another deep breath, getting ready to spew out the words before you could take them back. “i want you to call osamu because i think he’ll pick up… and if he does,” you took a hand out of your pocket, nervously running it through your hair. “if he does i’ll let you fuck me,”
the silence seemed to drag on forever. after your word vomit both you and suna had to take a moment to process the words you just said. you looked at sunas ever bland face and had no way of knowing what he was thinking.
“so,” suna started, not able to hide the smug smile on his face. “you want me to fuck you with osamu on the phone?” he watched as you nodded slowly and could feel his dick twitch in his shorts at the thought. he would effectively being ending their friendship if he did that and maybe others. but the thought of being inside you was oh so enticing. “thats a little kinky dont you think,” sunas smile only grew when he saw how flustered you were getting. it was almost hard to believe you came up with that idea.
“will you do it yes or no?” you asked instead of answering his question. because he was right. it did sound a bit kinky and you didnt feel like trying to make sense of it right now. suna did use words to answer, instead pushing off of the doorframe and motioning for you to head in. letting out a shuddery breath, you walked in. your heart was beating like crazy when suna closed the door behind you, turning on a warm lamp before flopping onto the couch. you took off your shoes, awkwardly standing by the doorway.
“so run this little plan of yours by me one more time,” he patted his hand on the cushion next to him, watching you with now hungry eyes. you sat on the edge of the couch, hands in your lap as you laid it all out on him. you wanted suna to call osamu and tell him he was fucking some random girl. you wanted to know if osamu would stay on the line. you wanted to know if he had any remorse for what he had done to you. you told suna you didnt want him to reveal it was you. that you would do the honors when you were ready. suna listened patiently, nodding along as the tent in his shorts grew with each word that left your pretty lips. “well if you want to do this we cant exactly fuck with you on the other side of the couch,”
excitement and anxiousness coursed through your veins when suna motioned for you to come sit on his lap. he wasnt trying to hide the obvious bulge in his shorts now and the size of it made you just a bit nervous. you straddled his lap with a shaky breath, looking down between the two of you as he called osamu. he put the phone on speaker, turning the volume all the way up and tossing it onto the cushion next to him.
his hands found their way to your hips as you both waited for osamu to answer, sliding them up and down your sides.
“hey whats up?”
your breath hitched in your throat when you heard his voice. anger once again rising up over the fact that he was going out of his way to ghost you but picked up the phone for his friend almost instantly.
“not much, got a pretty girl in my lap right now,” sunas tone made your body feel warm all over. he got bolder with his touches, his fingers playing with the hem of your loose fitting shirt. “said she was a freak ‘n wanted me to call you so you could listen,”
the laugh osamu let out was evil. you both could hear shuffling on his end while sunas hands moved further up.
“no shit really?”
you licked your now dry lips as suna slowly pulled your top off, a low whistling leaving his mouth as he eyed your boobs. he was quick to grab at them. one hand groping one boob softly while the other pulled and pinched at your nipple.
“yes really, shes got pretty tits,” he was quick to suck your now hardened nipple in his mouth, hips jerking under you. your breath grew ragged as you fought to stay quiet. you wanted osamu to hear you but you didnt want to be loud enough for him to know it was you just yet. he pulled off of your now wet nipple with a soft ‘pop’, his hands traveling down to grope your ass. “nice ass too,” he mused softly, looking at you with mischievous eyes as he grabbed onto the back of your thighs and gently laid you onto the couch.
you looked up at him with wide eyes, bottom lip caught between your teeth as he slipped your pajama bottoms off. something flashed in his eyes when he saw the pretty lace panties you had on. he wanted nothing more than to rip them off of you but he decided against it for now.
“how wet is she,”
“ ‘m about to find out,” your face cringed at osamus words for just a second. because in the next, suna was smiling at you wickedly while he pulled your panties to the side. a low groan left sunas chest as he slid a finger over your already glistening folds. for a second, he forgot all about your plan, looking up at you with wide, lust filled eyes. “holy fuck youre soaked,” you turned your head away, face growing hot with embarrassment. but suna was quick to gently grab your chin, turning your face towards him once again. “keep your eyes on me,” he said softly, licking his lips as he lightly pressed his finger onto your clit.
the sound of shuffling on the other line was what brought suna back to the present and for a moment he felt a bit possessive, suddenly not wanting osamu to listen in anymore like a pervert. but he continued to play along.
“shes fucking beggin’ for it,” he said moreso to osamu as he slowly pushed a finger inside you. a soft hiss left his lips when he felt how tight you were, already clenching around him so well even if it was just one finger. at this point osamu wasn’t responding with words, his heavy breaths the only thing that could be heard. suna shrugged after a moment of waiting for a response, pressing a second finger inside your walls. you whined softly, eyelids fluttering as your hips twitched against him. he continued to work his fingers inside you, thumb rubbing over your clit in soft circles as the sounds of him fucking you with his fingers grew louder.
“oh fuck i can hear her,”
osamus voice was strained, no doubt affected by what he could hear over the phone. he was no doubt referring to the obscene noises coming from your dripping cunt while suna fucked his fingers into you.
soft whines and heavy pants were all you could manage out, afraid of giving it away too soon. your hips bucked up towards sunas hand as he worked you closer to an orgasm. his dick was straining uncomfortably against his shorts and he was growing impatient. “shes about to cum all over my hand,” suna breathed out, it was getting hard for him to pretend he was enjoying transcribing what he was doing to his cheating friend. he didnt even know if he could call osamu a friend anymore. there was silence on the other end and suna’s brows furrowed when he thought he heard osamu moan.
this was becoming harder for you to keep up, thighs trembling as you got closer and closer to release. you swore you were going to chew off your lip with how hard you were biting it. your eyes were screwed shut, hands clamping onto the couch and sunas arm. when he brought his thumb up to your clit, rubbing tight circles and pressing into it, it didnt long for you to come undone around him, a strangled moan escaping you as your back arched off of the couch.
“fuck she sounds hot,”
“she is,” that flash of possessiveness punched through suna again as he continued to slowly fuck you through your orgasm. something snapped in suna when he could hear what could be nothing other than osamu jacking off. he hastily pulled his cock out of his shorts, laying your thighs over his. his breath was ragged at he ran his tip over your slit, a groan leaving his chest when he nudged at yout fluttering hole. you whimpered, bringing a hand up to cover your mouth.
suna was growing frustrated with each noise you suppressed, he desperately wanted to hear you. wanted to hear you get fucked on his dick. he grabbed onto your hips roughly, pushing inside you with a shaky moan. fortunately for him, you were also growing tired of forcing yourself to stay quiet. you wrapped your arms around sunas neck, pulling him flush against you. both of you moaned when he bottomed up and finally being able to hear you almost made suna cum right then.
but osamu ruined it, letting out a loud moan through the phone. suna, who had finally had enough, sat up and grabbed his phone.
“i’m fucking your girlfriend,”
“wait wha-”
he hung up, tossing the phone to the side and looking back at you. your eyes were wide as you watched, cunt still clenching around him. suna put his hands on your hips, pulling out slowly before slamming back in, earning a loud cry from you.
“fuck- ‘m glad thats over with,” he began rocking into you slowly, eyes glued onto the sight of his dick disappearing inside you. “now i can hear all your pretty noises,”
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i keep seeing it around so while i havent gotten all shrines myself yet (bc i havent felt motivated to play atm) im absolutely sure that weird armor is supposed to be the hero from the tapestry and its supposed to be a mix of hylians and zonau .. i guess its confirmed then that rauru and sonia had kids, somehwere off screen in the background dw they couldnt be important to anything lmao, and that the ancient hero was half zonau (shouldnt it be the princess tho- or cant we have a weird looking zelda ..?) and i
i know i have annoying opinions about this game to hell and back and i might be the only one who keeps finding things to be annoying about but-
the ancient hero being yet again connected to the zonau just ... ugh, i dont like it; not just bc its a very lackluster reveal to a neat mystery that in my eyes didnt need solving (it was cool to theorize about it being ganondorf but that aint possible now that we know what happens in totk...) but it makes it all feel even more like ... an after thought? like, you got the old tapestry from that time still and while a lot of history was lost (or destroyed really) about the ancient shiekah .. why would the zonau be just completely forgotten when theres living evidence and people descended from them still there back in those ancient shiekah days and you are telling me know one knew they actually existed? and how did their genetics get compeltely wiped out like that? since sonia mentions that our zelda has both time and light magic it kinda directly implies one of her ancestors must have been one of those half zonaus
like yeah 10 000 years is a long ass time and if you keep mixing it with hylian genes it will end up pretty unrecognizable, but that still just kinda ... there must have been many weird middle stages of that, and no one thoguht to mention the strange looking hylians, however many there were? ESPECIALLY considering it must have been the royal family but then why did the princess on the tapestry look like her perfect princessy self and the hero whos more often than not unrelated to them was one of the half zonau? did sonia have more family that took over the ruling instead of her kids and the royal family was without zonau genes for the longest time until it somehow intermingled at some point before botw? how boring is it to have that be a thing and then not let a single feature of them survive? no tiny horns? no slightly strange anatomy? no a little toooo big ears? not even skin color? (ironically ganondorf skintone is the closest to the zonau lmao)
my questions really dont need answering im just throwing my brain farts onto this website bc i wont be hunted for sport here and can actually write it all out in one post; i really feels like they saw any mystery as something they could cram zonau stuff into when it was really just a neat thing added in botw to make the world feel more believable, yeah any old world with such a long history would have some mysteries that can never get solved, some ancient remains that are remnants of a time long past and forgotten, the fact that you cannot go back in time to ask is such a big part of what makes a good mystery so interesting, that longing for knowledge you can never obtain- and they answered it all in the most boring way possible, yeah look im gonna show you the last two of them in very much enclosed and non recognozable environments and tell you about how who it was and they had everything, invented everythign and were the bestest and coolest and have been everywhere before you, theres nothing they havent done before you did, but also they just all died out for unknown reasons and never bother to tell you anything that isnt look how bad the bad guy is we were too dumb to stop despite you literally talking to the last of them and running around with them in a robot next to you
like i get im bad at words so im probably not gonna get my point across but its just so ... unsatisfying, every mystery from botw being solved by just ... yo it was the cool zonau guys, every single time is so ... way to make me care less about this world that i cared so much about
dont get me wrong i loved theorizing about who they were and all the unsolved stuff but thats exactly my point, its fun to think about the possibilities knowing and not even wanting anything confirmed to be a certain way bc its more fun to think about the what ifs than get told thats how it was
all the questions that remain are really just .. logical questions that either dont have an answer that makes it work or just make it worse, why the heck did the oh so godly zonau die out and never mention anything of it, if they really came from the sky originally why is so much of their culture inspired by underground stuff (light seeds/ferns- construct design beign inspired by gigama), why did no one every bother to mention the weird half zonau people in all the ancient texts, how did all that stuff get lost so badly when no one campaigned to destroy their memory and descdendants of them still ran around, whats with all the continutiy problems to botw-
its the unfun kind of plotholes that really make this game much less fun to me, despite gameplay and music being so good
i guess this game hit my limit of their gameplay over story ways
got visually spoiled on the literally last thing i was still actively missing and working towards in totk but i dont think im gonna like it anyway ...
if it is what i think it is, and what it looks like to be, its just yet another nail in the coffin (or however you say that) as to why the lore sucks in this game even tho it had such good setup and so much potential
#ganondoodles talks#ganondoodles rants#that tag makes more sense#totk spoilers#at this point i have accepted that totk is a zelda game i do not like and will mostly try to ignore#but it still hurts having cared so much about botw#and everyone else talking only about that new one for years to come in utter adoration#feels like there are like 3 other people in my bubble that dare critize totks story and lore#i did lower my expectations for this game and prepared everything i loved be trampelt over but SOMEHOW it did it in a way i did not expect#ww and botw are my two favs#getting a sequel to botw was so so exciting with how much potential the first one had and setup#and then all of it to be discarded in the way it did just to make room for more boring stuff and have all mystery be just ..that too#well ... there are things that even the greatest msuic and ganondorf cant save#im sorry baby ;__;#it all would have been a nigh non problem if you didnt call it a sequel ...#anyway im gonna ignore pretty much everything about totk except for gan- the music-the yiga and some tiny design elements#and i will rant less i promise#but the pain of disappointment and lost potential will take a while to fade .. if it ever will#look this took me an hours to write and got longer than i thoguht ... again#wait also the only thing i care about featuring rauru is him getting shipped with ganondorf like bitter exes#that alone gives the game more nuance than nintendo even knows what to do with lmao
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MISSED YOU | chris sturniolo: part 2
pairing: dealer!chris x fem!reader
summary: after finishing deals for today, chris calls you to "check" on you, but he ends up coming over and making a mess on your couch.
warnings: mdni, smut, sub!chris, dom!reader, handjob, pet names, kinda bratty reader + more...
a/n: part one here!! didnt plan to do more than one part but yall seemed to like it so here it is. once again english isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes
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chris wasn't planning to end up like this. on your couch, his hard throbbing dick leaking with precum aching for the release you refused to give him. it was such a pretty view for you. his brown hair was sticking out from under the hood of his black fresh love hoodie, his flushed cheeks and pink swollen lips, that he keeps biting to muffle his pathetic whines and moans, that escapes his mouth. all of this because of you. when he called you earlier, all he wanted was to actually check on you, since he was aware how much he wore you out after your last sex in his car two days ago. but you kept being sarcastic, your bratty attitude annoyed him, and he promised he'll come over once he's done with his deals, and then teach you how to keep your pretty little mouth shut. things took a different turn quick.
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(...)
"i'm tellin' you, ma, i just wanted to check on ya. why you so surprised, huh?" chris asks smirking and watching your cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink, it was visible even through the screen.
"nothing, i'm just...." you sigh, deciding to finally change the topic. chris usually was texting you to ask if you're good if he went too hard on you, but he never calls. until now. "whatever, forget it. how long will you be there?"
"hmmm, i have two more people and then i'm done. what, you miss me?" he grins more when you roll your eyes in response.
"no, idiot, i don't.."
"that's interesting, sweetheart, you said somethin' else the last time we-"
"shut the fuck up." you cut him off, making his smirk widen.
"easy there, don't talk to me like that."
you roll your eyes again. "maybe go back working, what is your lazy ass doing on the phone, huh?"
"my lazy ass? you the one doin' nothin' all day on this couch while others are being productive."
"then come back to being productive, dickhead."
chris grins, narrowing his eyes. he was somewhere outside, you could barely see him because it was dark, but the light from the lantern fell on his face, highlighting his facial features. "careful, ma, don't get all arrogant on me. y'know if you were here right now, i'd shut your pretty mouth real quick."
"well, but i'm not with you there, soooo..."
"a'ight go back to lounging on the couch all day, watchin' those shitty ass movies." he looks up for a second, before looking down on his phone, you could hear some man's voice in the back.
"keep calling me lazy and i won't ever suck you off again." you raised your eyebrow, giving him a fake smile. he licks his lips, answering after a moment.
"oh c'mon, sweetheart, don't be a bitch."
"damn christopher, now you be callin' me a bitch? you're fucked." you shake your head, but a little smile is playing on your lips.
"stop acting all snarky and sarcastic, and maybe i will stop callin' you that."
"cry about it."
"keep it up, smartass, i'll make sure you gonna be the one cryin' when i come over."
you narrows your eyes, seeing his stupid smile on his face. "who said i will let you come over?"
"i'm finishing soon, see you there, ma. i'll be takin' out all that stupid words of yours, outta your pretty little mouth."
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he was asking himself, how did he end up with you making him whimper. when he stepped inside your house twenty minutes ago, he was so ready to make you regret talking to him like that, until he pulled you onto his lap and you started grinding down on him. he was trying to keep his control, but you just knew how to make him lose it.
all of this started because you told him he stole your outfit. you both were wearing black fresh love hoodies, the hood over your heads. the difference was you had grey sweatpants on and he had the black ones.
"no, YOU stole my outfit. you just copied me." he said to you, shaking his head with a grin.
"yes, 'cause the only thing on my mind is copying you."
"stop bein' childish"
"i am childish?" your eyes widen, looking at him as he's an idiot.
this banter quickly turned into you two making out and you teasing chris. your tongue sliding inside his mouth, your hips slowly moving, making a little bit of a friction. his dick was already hard, aching for your touch, but you weren't gonna give him what he wanted that fast.
"mmmhm, shit..." chris mutters against your lips, bucking up his hips but you quickly pressed them down with your hands, now breaking the kiss.
"oh, are u impatient?" you smile looking down at him. he opens his eyes, scanning your face for a bit, before reaching a hand to push your hood off your head and get a better look on your face. a little smile appears on his lips when he sees your messy hair. you press herself harder onto him, making him hiss.
"fffuck, ma, you gonna drive me insane-"
your hands travels under his hoodie, just running your long nails up and down his chest, before you start toying with the waistband of his sweatpants, continuing moving your hips.
chris watches you as you take your hand out from under his hoodie, and start to toy with the waist band of his sweatpants, he keeps staring up at you and his dick grows harder with every second.
“ughhhh...ffffuck i know exactly what you doin'..."
"yeah? what am i doing chris?" she plays innocent, keeping the eye contact with him and then she grinds against him more, his tip brushing against her pussy, making both of them whimper.
his lip between his teeth as he tries to control himself, but his cock is painfully sensitive, twitching in his pants. he puts his hands on the sides of your hips, pulling you down against him more as he groans a bit. you feel he's careful though, remembering he left bruises on your skin two days ago.
“shittt, you playin’ with me, mama.. stop doin' that"
"you want me to stop, hm?"
"ohh, no, don't stop doin' that, just... stop playin' with me.."
"and why would i?" she stops moving on him, her hand travels down and while looking him in the eyes, she starts stroking him through his sweatpants. chris lets out another quiet whine, throwing his head back on the couch, his dick leaking, begging for some kind of relief.
"cuz i'm hard as hell, it hurts"
she smiles, squeezing him slightly and answering after a moment. "that's cute."
"oh- fuckkkk, you fuckin' little tease-" he groans, closing his eyes for a moment.
you keep moving your hand, watching him trying so hard to hold back his moans, but he isn't able to. chris looks up at you, seeing how you’re so invested and watching him struggle and he feels you keep stroking him through his sweatpants, he’s so hard now from you just touching him like this.
"yeahhhh.. just like that.. oh god, that feels s'good..”
he groans softly again as you continue to stroke him through, he’s starting to leak more but his sweatpants are still in the way.
"ahh careful... you might cum in your pants." she smirks, biting her lip. she was getting more and more turned on just by watching him like this, but it wasn't about her today. today she needed to make him lose it.
he grins at you and he looks down seeing a small wet spot showing through on the sweatpants.
“i mean, you're doin' this to me, don't say that like it was my fault.."
"you can always hold back, y'know"
"oh, it's- fuck..." he cuts himself off when he sees you pulling down his sweatpants finally. "shiit, dont act all smartass again, y'know i cant when you do that to me-" he gulps, finishing his sentence but his whole focus is now directed on you.
your lip is between your teeth as you pull down his boxers, revealing his hard, aching, leaking with precum cock. you couldn't believe that you were the cause of his struggle, and that you could make him that desperate. you wrap your hand around him, rubbing his sensitive tip with your thumb and watching his reaction. he bites his lip, watching you, his tip twitching visibly and he moans again from your touch, he’s getting so much precum leaking out. he's fighting with himself, trying not to buck his hips up and start thrusting into your hand.
“ohhhh fucckkk.... shit please- just a little more... mmm, oh god.... ima cum if you keep doin' this-"
"what did you say?"
"fuck, p-please.."
"couldn't you said that sooner? you wouldn't be struggling so much..." she smiles hearing him begging and then starts slowly moving her hand up and down his length. she's still straddling him, his one hand digging into her thigh, and the other one on the couch to try and brace himself from how good it feels.
"s'good... fuck, so, so good..." he leans his head back, his eyes rolling back for a second as he gulps, but then he looks at you again, loving the sight in front of him, and also you just bring him closer to the edge.
"yeah? wanna cum already? how naughty.."
"oh- my god... mmmhh, please, mama- i'm so-"
your words just sets him off even more, his dick twitching in your hand as you now picks up your pace, making him groan. the way you're so dominant right now turns him on so much, he would never think he'd be liking it so much, but damn, he does.
"i... ughhh, you so good at this- fuck..." his fingers dig into your skin more, leaving new marks on your thighs, he's on the edge now.
"c'mon pretty boy, come for me, yeah?" you speed up your hand more, watching him intensely. your words stealing a louder moan from him, his dick twitches, he bucks up his hips and he releases all over himself. white strings of his cum on his black hoodie, all over your hand, his thighs and even on your couch. you have to bite on your lip to hold back a moan, while he squeezes his eyes for a moment, cursing under his breath. you slow down with your hand, stopping after a moment as he opens his eyes, looking up at you.
you smirk, making eye contact with him and slowly licking his cum from your hand. he groans in response, breathing heavily.
"damn, i might get hard again."
"freak."
"but you into it." he grins and pulls you into another sloppy kiss.
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a/n: do we fw this or nah, lmk 🫦
#chris sturniolo#christopher sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo smut#sturniolo x reader#sturniolo x fem reader#matt sturniolo#dealer chris
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Hi!! I an so obsessed with your writing and characterization. Congrats on one year!! Can i request something for Steve?
Prompt:”i didnt realise we still weren't..."
Where someone asks reader and Steve how long theyve been together, Steve thinks theyd been dating this whole time, reader is confused cause Steve never asked her! Best friends to lovers and theyre both a little clueless. Thank you!!
i changed up the prompt a bit but i hope you like it :D — jim and joyce force you and steve to have an important talk about your relationship (established relationship-ish, also best friends to lovers-ish, fluff, 0.9k)
“Does it feel any better now?” Steve asks, cuddled next to you on the porch swing outside the Byers’ home. He’s been wearing the same worried glint in his honey eyes since the sun went down — when he tried to give you a piggyback ride and then slipped in the mud. He broke your fall for the most part, but your ankle got caught underneath him.
You nod, then grimace when you try to twist your foot. “Sorta…” you shrug.
“Have I said I’m sorry yet?” he jokes with a scrunch to the bridge of his chiseled nose.
“Only a billion times.”
“Well, I’m gonna make it a billion and one now. ‘Cause I’m sorry.”
“I’ve already said it’s okay,” you assure with a giggle, leaning over to knock your shoulder against his. “It doesn’t even feel that bad anymore. I swear.”
“I’ll kiss it better when we get home,” he offers, just to make you get all shy. His soft smirk widens to a fuller beam when his ploy works. “I mean, you are staying over tonight, right?”
“Of course,” you shrug. “How else are you gonna kiss my sprained ankle better?”
“Touché.”
He leans in for a kiss. The tip of his nose just barely grazes the side of yours when the screen door shrieks open. The Talking Heads playing from inside grows suddenly louder, then muffles again when the door shuts. Jim and Joyce stumble out together — eyes glassy and cheeks flushed, obviously not totally sober.
The woman pops a cigarette between her pink lips. Hopper lights it for her. “You know… I’ve already booked the reservation for Enzo’s,” he tells her lowly. His back faces the two of you, totally unaware of your presence and blocking any view of you.
“Oh,” she hums sarcastically, blowing smoke from her lungs. “Is that right?”
“Yep. So either I sit there all alone with my chee-anty, or you come and keep me company,” Jim lilts in a quiet, honeyed tone. “And if that doesn’t sound like a good time, then maybe the bottomless breadsticks will win you over.”
Steve leans against your shoulder. His mouth rests outside your ear. “Do you think they know we’re out here?” he asks.
You raise a silent hand with a pointed finger, shushing him without saying a word.
Joyce giggles like a teenage girl. “Look. I don’t even know if I like you,” she teases.
“But you’re thinking about it, right?” Hopper wonders, with all the hope of a schoolboy asking out a girl way out of his league. “‘Cause you should.”
Steve shifts. The porch swing squeaks. Both parents turn to face you, features softly agape. Jim blinks once. “You guys been sittin’ there the whole time?” he asks in a strangled voice.
“Enough to hear you groveling,” you answer.
“Alright…” he grumbles half-heartedly.
“The bottomless breadsticks are actually pretty good, Joyce,” Steve chirps obliviously, smiling wide and flitting his eyes between the two standing across the porch. “But, you know, if she doesn’t wanna go with you, Chief, I’m always available—”
“Okay, let’s go around back,” Hop announces, guiding Joyce down the steps with a hand curled gently around her elbow. The woman giggles when you whistle suggestively at them. Jim shouts at you over his shoulder. “Watch it! And ice that ankle when you get home!”
“Yes, sir.”
“And Harrington, don’t let her walk on it,” the man sighs, already exasperated. “Be a gentleman, alright? Give your girl a day’s bed rest, dote on her or whatever—”
“Oh, we’re not— I’m not his girlfriend,” you correct with a forced laugh.
Your words seem to take Steve by surprise. He flashes you a look, scruff features swirled with confusion. “What are you talking about?”
“We’re not dating, Steve.”
He scoffs an awkward laugh, brows pinching. “You’re joking, right?”
“Well, this is awkward,” Jim mumbles, grateful he’s not the butt of the joke for once.
Joyce slaps his arm. “Hop.”
“We’re gonna go,” the man announces, heading towards the backyard. “Have fun with… this.”
Steve waits until they’re gone to face you fully. He turns on the swing until his knee brushes the outside of your own. The hurt puppy expression on his face hasn’t quite ebbed. “You don’t think we’re dating?”
“You do?” you retort.
“Yes!” Steve shouts, talking wildly with his hands. “Our first date was at Enzo’s! I brought you flowers and everything!”
“You never asked me to be your girlfriend, Steve—”
“I thought it was implied!”
“—I thought you didn’t wanna be, like, official with me or something!”
Steve goes suddenly silent. His chest starts to ache like there’s a fire rising behind his ribcage. He swallows hard. “Have you been… Have you been seeing other people?”
“No!” you answer instantly, face twisted in abhorrence of the thought. “Of course not!”
“Okay. Good,” he nods, raking a hand through his wild hair and settling again. “‘Cause I haven’t either, so… We’ve basically been dating this whole time.”
You meet his smile with a playful glower. “You still shouldn’t asked me, though.”
“Well, I’m asking you now,” he announces and wraps an arm around your shoulder. He leans in until you can smell the birthday cake and soda on his breath. You don’t notice until now that your lipstick is smeared on his mouth. “Do you wanna be girlfriend-boyfriend with me?”
You purse your lips to the side with a playful hum. “Mm. I’ll think about it.”
“Oh, c’mon!”
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