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studentinpursuitofclouds · 2 months ago

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HI HI! Hi :D!

I am the same anon who asked for headcanons with the base stardew valley crew reacting to a cottagecore witch/wizard who makes artisan goods, potions and enchanted goods!

So I come to you with another request >:D! The same idea as my first request but this time with Stardew Valley expanded and maybe Ridgeside Village if you feel like it. If not, then I am perfectly okay with you just focusing on one of them ^w^

Thank-you in advance!

Hey hey, dear anon 👋 Glad to see you again!

I'll leave only SVE in this ask, and describe all SVE NPCs (not counting members of The First Slash Clan besides Jolyne and Lance, since we don't know much about them yet). Enjoy 🫰💕

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SVE NPCs react to cottagecore Wizard/Witch!Farmer:

Well, Magnus wouldn't be surprised here, as he had seen Farmer's magical potential even before they arrived in the Pelican Town. But old wizard thought they would only be venturing into the farm's field of endeavour, and not yet into alchemy and enchantment. Magnus will be a little concerned, as Farmer actually needs official permission from the Ministry so they can safely brew potions and create trinkets without fear of being accused of illegal use of magic or even being declared a renegade. He's just giving them fair warning.

What in the tarnation is Farmer offering Andy? Huh? Elixirs? Heck no, he'd been burned once by some charlatan's "miracle ointment". After that the old farmer's hair fell out, which he used to cover his baldness with a cap (the hair grow back, the cap habit remained). So nope, though Farmer is his friend and he is grateful for their homemade mead, but he doesn't believe in any elixirs. And doesn't believe in magic either. Don't talk nonsense, Farmer.

Huh, both farmer and adventurer - and now a wizard/witch as well? Impressive! Jolyne truly admires Farmer and is grateful for all the healing potions they made for The First Slash Clan. She also notes that thanks to the cheese, pickles and other artisan goods that fill the clan's pantry, they will definitely not go hungry in case the enemy cuts off any opportunity to move to the mainland. Heh, talented person is talented at everything, right?

Sophia loves to visit Farmer's house, because every corner of their home is an aesthetic delight! All those little vials of spices, bottles with beautiful labels, the smell of herbs, the collection of gems. They even have a huge cauldron! She'll take quite a few selfies and photos, praising the aesthetics of her friend's home, as well as their generosity for the fairy roses and homemade fairy rose honey she received as gifts. However, whether the girl believes Farmer is a real witch/wizard is still unclear.

Along with her pink-haired friend, Scarlett will wonder and marvel at the beauty of Farmer's hermit witch-style farmhouse ("style?"), and won't forget to take a hundred photos for the "aesthetics" folder, too. She'll also really enjoy the trinkets Farmer made for her. A good luck charm? Hehehe, cool, she loves a beautiful green stone in jewellery, just like the real thing! Tho she will be surprised when the amulet lights up and starts working magic, really bringing a little luck into the girl's life. H-how?!

Victor always praised Farmer, saying that they "doing magic" when he tasted their homemade cheese or iridium quality wine. To which Farmer replied that "he hadn't seen real magic yet" and showed him a whole collection of trinkets they had enchanted to give him one ability or another. The spaghetti lover's jaw would drop at what he saw. Yes, he believes in magic, and yes, he believes Farmer 100% that the amulet he received as a gift will protect him from harm.

Well, well, well, what do we have here~ Camilla sensed potential in Farmer, but she didn't think they'd be casting difficult spells on amulets and armor at such a young age. Hmm? Official authorization? Forget those old farts in Ministry and Magnus' lectures. By the time they give permission, Farmer will be old as Razzy. No, a talent like that can't go to waste, and the Castle Village witch wants to teach Farmer more tricks. No, it won't interfere with their farming business either. Oh, she can't wait~

Ok, Farmer has a 'gift', and another mage/witch has appeared in the Stardew Valley. So what? Isaac meets mages almost every day, why should he be surprised by another one? The adventurer doesn't understand why there's such a dance and attention around Farmer at all. What's so special about them that almost all of his colleagues burned his ears? Making jelly and sorcery - well, great, but let them not bother him with trinkets and potions of dubious quality (Isaac knows about Farmer's abilities, but does not trust them, considering them self-taught).

Ah, a fellow wizard/witch? Lance is pleasantly surprised at Farmer's ability to devote both to farming and to brewing elixirs, which is also quite a delicate job. After all, put the wrong proportion in the cauldron and disaster is imminent. Like the old purple haired wizard, the gallant adventurer is a little worried about official permission for enchantment and spell casting from the Ministry, but knows that Farmer is an adult and will sort it out for themself.

Yay! Apples love the starfruit and raisins that Farmer makes themself and treats for them! Presents for Apples! And Apples' Friend does sorcery and brews potions, just like that slightly grumpy wizard! Apples can conjure forest magic too! Hooray for Apples, hooray for Farmer! Magic is all around, and they feel great. Oh, Apples want to give Farmer presents too! Mushrooms and flower that they make juice from to help people and Apples! Yay to Apples' Friend! *Meep!*

Hmm, strange. Alesia remembers exactly how her former teacher mentioned that their new member of the Adventurer's Guild is a farmer and adventurer. But not a word about magic, elixirs, or enchanting things. Maybe the sniper let that pass her ears, she has a mouthful of worries right now. No matter, she's glad Marlon is not left without magical support now that Farmer supplies him not only with provisions from the farm, but also with potions and enchanted rings/amulets. She is always glad to see noble and good-natured warriors.

To be honest, Olivia hadn't paid much attention to Farmer's unusual clothes or their home decor at first. Everyone has different tastes, and she even thought their pointy hats and capes were cute. She trusted the quality of goods that Farmer's produced at the farm, so she accepted the "elixir of serenity" without question, considering it just a homemade essential oil. The former Joja accountant would definitely be shocked when, after opening a few vials, magical chaos began to happen in her house. Well what did she want, Farmer had given her fair warning.

How is it Farmer was already ahead of Jadu in enchanting and elixir brewing skills! Such fine craftsmanship he hadn't seen even from the adepts in Castle Village! He had heard of the talented farmer from Stardew Valley, but he didn't expect that talent to extend to his realm as well. The young wizard wouldn't mind exchanging trinkets with them, as well as knowledge of enchantment. They have official permission from the Ministry, right?

Have mercy on poor Claire... She thought due to fatigue that the magical flow, flying books and running apples on the floor was her hallucination from lack of sleep. Farmer invited the cashier to spend the night in their house, as she missed the bus, and the girl thought that she would sleep well, not rushing to work in the morning. Except that the strange sounds and magic around her decided otherwise. At least the "vigor potion" helped the girl to be awake, even more awake than usual. She was afraid to ask about the origin of the potion, tho.

Oh dear, Farmer just spoils old Susan with their homemade cheeses, delicious pastries, and truffle oil! She is always happy to see cheerful young one, to praise their gifts, and to give them something in return. She may suspect something about magic and be a little afraid of it, but she realizes that Farmer is a kind soul, and that they won't slip her something poisoned. Especially after that plant growth potion that apparently her crops really liked. Susan's melons are so happy!

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flightfoot · 1 year ago

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Miraculous movie review

Just watched the movie. Overall, I'm pretty mixed on it. There were some things I thought it did well and others I thought it was pretty poor at, especially with how the constraints of its runtime meant it couldn't build relationships as well. Ultimately, I prefer the show, though the movie definitely had some things going for it.

More details below the break, warning there will be SPOILERS below.

What I liked about the movie:

It had some really nice music and song sequences, they were my favorite part of the movie! I thought the singing was top-notch, and I loved the visuals they brought out for them, even if it was clearly non-diagetic most of the time. I adore musicals and sadly there haven't been enough of them lately.

The movie was more consistent with its tone and theming than the show usually is. Granted, that's a LOT easier to do in a single movie than in a show spanning 100+ episodes over seven years. They really leaned into the "Marinette has low self-confidence and just considers herself a useless mess who causes disasters all the time, so she needs to learn that she IS capable and heroic."

This movie BELONGED to Ladynoir, specifically with the song sequences with both of them, I adored them singing duets and dancing together.

ADRIEN GOT TO FIND OUT GABRIEL WAS HAWK MOTH AND REALLY REACT TO IT. Gabriel gave a genuine, heartfelt apology for everything, and gave up when he realized he'd been hurting his son. Since this version of Gabriel had only been avoiding Adrien out of grief and hadn't seemed to ever go out of his way to hurt him or subjugate him, Adrien forgiving him worked, I thought. This version of Gabriel jives nicely with most Gabenath fics I've read.

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What I didn't like about the movie:

While I enjoyed the song sequences the most, they did feel kind of jarring with the rest of the movie, especially since Marinette and Adrien had different voice actors for the singing parts.

Adrien's and Marinette's relationship was barely developed in the Adrienette dynamic. I was actually surprised when Ladybug told Chat that her heart belonged to someone else, given that she'd only had like, two scenes with him as a civilian? And neither one was THAT meaningful. The library scene was nowhere NEAR the level of the umbrella scene.

This movie had beautiful music... for the singing parts. But then they tried to bring out the opening chords of "Careless Whisper" for some bits that were supposed to be romantic and... yeah no, that didn't work at all. It felt like a parody. The show uses its OST WAY better, especially "In The Rain".

While this movie emphasized the Ladynoir dynamic, it didn't actually work for me? It was nice to see them sparring, but I didn't like their actual interactions - mostly because of how Chat was portrayed.

Which leads to a point about Chat: he got done dirty here, with his over-the-top bravado getting to the point of arrogance and it even seeming like he was putting Ladybug down sometimes, with him calling her a "sidekick" several times (which Plagg joined in on for some reason) and a watermelon and while that seems to have been in order to show how his and Ladybug's relationship strengthened and became more playful over time, the shortened length of the movie didn't really allow that to be conveyed well. He was mostly just annoying, and it didn't feel like he actually got to do much in fights. We didn't get to follow him much so there wasn't much reason to get attached to Adrien, either.

Were the fart scenes with Plagg really necessary?

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Overall I'm happy I watched it, but I wouldn't call it the definitive version of Miraculous by any means. For all its flaws and foibles, I far prefer the show, with the relationships and characters its built, and the creative, intelligent superhero fights it showcases. Just watched the movie wouldn't have gotten me into Miraculous's world, but the show entranced me after only two episodes.

#ml awakening #ml spoilers #ml movie #miraculous ladybug

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androgynousblackbox · 11 months ago

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Alright, I am watching the reaction stream of another person to see the video of Jamesy and I have thoughts! -Jamesy is REALLY counting on buttering up to Jessie Gender specifically. He named her so many times trying to "apologize" for weaponizing his audience against her when she told him to not erase her work in Nebula just because his whiny entitled ass couldn't accept that he wasn't invited to the platform. Not a single word about actually going to her and talk privately though, just a bunch of "ooh, Jessie Gender is the kindest, best human being ever and I am so sorry to her", like, bitch, WHY ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT HER? Jessie wasn't the worst victim of your actions! Your bullshit with her happened long BEFORE anything of this happened, so why the fuck are you even bringing her up?? My only guess is that Jamesy wants Jessie to speak on his favor and "forgive him", hoping that will bring him new good will from the queer community in youtube. I am fucking crossing my fingers and touching wood that Jessie does not fall for this manipulative bullshit. This guy is literally clout chasing because, again, when it came to the plagiarism, Jessie had NOTHING to do here. Jessie, if you want an easy win, don't say anything about this. Don't even aknowledge it. Pretend like a mosquito just farted in another building. You had nothing to do with this and I am sorry this piece of shit is trying to drag you into it to take advantage of your good nature. -"I only cared about the production side of making videos, that is why I bring Nick in as the main writer." This motherfucker really went and did it. He is literally blaming Nick squarely now, because now he is just not a co-writer. No, now he is the MAIN WRITER. Jamesy here was just trying to making his little films and buy expensive ass equipment while telling everyone he was starving on the streets, he only cared about the production. NICK, THOUGH, HE WAS ALL ABOUT THE WRITING. He was the one who put the words and little Jamesy baby boy here only "produced, directed and edited" (omg, shut the fuck off, man, your editing skills are mid at best) everything. -Way too many sob stories. I don't care, man. I don't fucking care that you got fired or whatever conditions you had. Do you have any fucking clue how many people do really struggle to reach the end of the month and they still never even think of stealing someone else's work? Everyone is struggling and yet, you were the one who made a career for fucking years out of stealing the works of everyone else in this community AND THEN, when call out, tried to paint them as the bad guys.

-A lot, and I do mean, a lot of time to "apologize" to Jessie Gender, but you know who he didn't apologize to? Literally none of the authors he stole from. Not the fan whose edit of Korra he used without credit. Not Alexander Avila. Not that person who was harassed to hell and back by Jamesy and his audience when they showed how he plagiarized on his disney video. Jessie deserved to be name dropped at least thirty times, but those people?? They are fucking nobodies. They don't matter. Why name them at all? It's not like their WORK WAS STOLEN BY YOU OR ANYTHING! And that is another thing! Even if Jamesy is really out there blaming Nick for all the words that they took without credit, then what the fuck is up with all the footage, edits and audiovisual works that weren't for you to take? You said your passion is production. That is part of the production, Jamesy. Is this you admitting you fully just fucking stole them and hoped nobody would notice because you are a lazy piece of garbage?

-"Having to do multiple edits because youtube copyright issues was so hard for me, guys, you don't understand uwu. It was so hard on me to make it less obvious I had plagiarized people!" THAT IS ENTIRELY YOUR OWN FAULT, BRO.

-So, hey, funny thing. I was looking to see if other people were reacting or had reuploaded the video so I could put it here. They haven't yet, there is only two reactions, but while I was doing that I found a video of ANOTHER person talking about Jamesy ripping them off: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bsD-wodn288 Apparently Jamesy had stolen a blog post that this person wrote about Lord of The Rings and they weren't known by anyone, they don't even like that article anymore, but still! Go see that video instead of watching Jamesy and support them if you find value on their work.

-Hey, Jamesy. Jamesy. You do know that epilepsy and head injuries or memory issues don't take you threaten, lie and weaponize your audience against people who call out your plagiarism with the evidence in hand, right? That has literally nothing to do actually, because you had to be aware off of the issue for you to lie about it after someone else brought it up. After the first time it happened, you could have hired another beta reader to tell you that ups, your memory/epilepsy/memory issues/ADHD strike again and you don't remember from where you took that quote from, sorry! You had money for that expensive ass camera, you could have. -Like, my guy, there were so many steps involved here. So many steps from writing, production, backlash and your response to the backlash. Even if any part on this was an honest mistake, something I don't fucking believe in because fuck you, you had millions of opportunities to rectified it and change it. And yet you didnd't. And so here we are, without you receiving not even a miserable fucking like. Go to hell. A mistake doesn't get repeated so many times for years. That was all a choice, bitch. Fuck you.

And here is where I stopped because his voice is like nail on my ears.

Don't look at his video, it's truly not worth it. DON'T LEAVE COMMENTS EITHER, YOUTUBE TAKES THAT AS ENGAGEMENT ANYWAY.

#james somerton #jessie gender

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sporco-filth · 11 days ago

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Wife on Strike - Chapter 4

This is the final chapter. I really enjoyed this story and I'm kinda sad to be finishing it, but like all good things it must come to an end.

Synopsis: Tiffany's life has completely changed since she started her strike. Is it time the truth came out about her plan? And how will Felix react?

And maybe Tiffany doesn't actually want her strike to end...

It had been about three weeks since Tiffany had started her strike. The house had gone beyond pigsty: the lounge now looked like a garbage dump, the only clear spot on the couch being the spots where she and Felix liked to laze about for hours on end, playing video games or watching TV; the bedroom smelt like a boy's locker room with the odour of their intermingled sweat and dirty clothes a constant companion; the bathroom was even worse, the urinal shower floor was stained yellow with dried piss and a mildewy smell emanated from the damp bath towels that had been kicked into the corners of the room, to say nothing of the toilet which was getting perilously full and probably couldn't be flushed without flooding. Tiffany didn't really notice. By now, she had sunk so far into slobdom that her standards for grossness had begun to disappear. She had gotten so used to the miasma of fetid stenches that she had started to enjoy them. She even found herself savouring the scent when she let out a ripe fart. And speaking of that, she'd abandoned all pretences of manners. In fact, She and Felix had started to belch while saying things like 'I love you' or even just burped as a compliment in and of itself. He'd been showing her the finer points of proper burping techniques and she'd become quite the master. Felix was still the better farter; as much as she tried she never could outmatch his guts.

On the subject of guts, Tiffany thought, lying in bed and looking over at her husband as he got dressed in a dirty old tank top. The top clung tightly to his body, leaving a wedge of belly peeking out from the bottom. As he trundled out the door, she could see his shit-stained arse crack above the waistband of his too-tight briefs. I'm one to talk, she rubbed her own softening midsection. I guess it was to be expected, given the amount of junk food we've been eating and the amount of exercise we do. She chuckled. Or the lack of, I should say; running to the toilet has started to feel like trying to run a marathon.

Feeling bored, she rolled herself out of bed. She didn't bother getting dressed, wearing nothing but her underwear, which was getting tight as well. It was a Saturday, so Felix didn't have work and was slowly hunting through the cupboards for something to eat. Tiffany sat down at the table and admired him, watching his bum jiggle as he walked. Eventually, he settled on a tub of ice cream from the freezer. He went to the sink and pulled out two dirty spoons from the stack of unwashed dishes in the sink. "Wanna share?" he asked, wiping the spoons 'clean' with the hem of his tank top. Tiffany nodded and took one of the spoons. The two of them ate their sweet breakfast, moaning in satisfaction as they worked their way through the whole 2L carton. "Burp! Phew, I'm stuffed," Tiffany patted her belly. "Well, we've got to keep this girl fed," Felix shifted his chair over and rubbed the tight bulge of fat. Tiffany would have been surprised if she hadn't been admiring Felix's own gut. She pulled up his top and felt it, pressing her fingers into the soft flesh. "BELCH!" Felix burped into her face. "Ooh, thanks for that. That one was really stuck." Tiffany patted his belly fondly and then moved her hand up to his chest. "Hey, you're starting to grow a pair of tits," she giggled. "Don't worry," Felix grinned. "Yours are still bigger." He pulled her onto his lap and began to fondle her breasts. This was one change even the old Tiffany would have liked: they'd grown larger, keeping up with her belly. They enjoyed each other's body, in their sleepy, well-fed embrace, before Tiffany looked up into her husband's face. "Hey, let's lie on the couch. I wanna watch you beat that boss from DeathKiller 5000 you were stuck on last night."

Felix was lying down on the couch, his face glued to the TV screen and his thumbs moving like lightning over the controller. Tiffany lay with her head nestled between the cheeks of her husband's plump bum as she watched on. "C'mon, c'mon," Felix whispered under his breath, his tongue sticking out the side of his mouth in focus. He was so single-minded that he didn't notice the rumbling in his bowel, and didn't even think to warn his wife. BFFRRT! Tiffany's face was enveloped in the noxious cloud of gas that erupted from Felix's rear end. A few weeks ago, she would've been disgusted by this, but instead she savoured the moment. She no longer viewed Felix's gross habits as a sign of his lack of care, no, she now appreciated them as being a show of how comfortable he was with her, comfortable enough that he didn't feel he needed to hide the more disgusting, the more natural, parts of himself. He'd shown her that he was fine with her gross behaviours and so she felt it was only fair she returned the favour. And honestly, she had to admit it was so freeing to know she could be however she wanted around him, be a fat, lazy pig if she wished, and he would still love her. All the pressure she had felt to keep up appearances had gone: as long as Felix loved her, it didn't matter what anyone else thought. They were happy, two slobs in their pigsty.

"YEAH! LET'S FUCKING GO!" Felix yelled, throwing his fist in the air in triumph and almost knocking Tiffany off his rump. "I did it! Fuck yes!" Tiffany moved herself off him as he sat up properly and hugged her. "Who's the Deathkiller 5000 champion?" "You!" Tiffany laughed and kissed him. She could taste his bad breath and she knew he could taste hers (they had run out of toothpaste a few days ago and she hadn't brushed since. At least now she had a nice brush for when her bum needed scratching), but she didn't care. They broke their kiss and looked into each other's eyes. Felix blushed. "Hey, Tiff," he began, looking down at the controller in his hands and fiddling the controls nervously. "I… OK this kinda seems like a dumb time to say it but I wanted to say it for a while and I guess this is as good a time as any." "Go on." He looked back at her and smiled lopsidedly. "Well, I just wanted to say I'm so glad you finally decided you didn't need to stress so much about keeping everything so clean and being so uptight and stuff. I mean, I'd been trying to make you realise it for a while, by showing I didn't care about messes, but I guess I should've communicated that better because it took a while for you to get the hint." Tiffany blinked, confused, but he continued. "But it must've worked, because now we're here, happy and relaxed. Like, we never would've had such a fun morning back then, just the two of us, all cosy, just enjoying each other's company." He noticed Tiffany's confusion and stopped. "I guess I'm not explaining myself, right, huh?" Tiffany shook her head. "No! No! It's not that it's, well…" Now it was her turn to look away nervously. "Felix, I have to admit, I haven't really been straightforward with you either." "Huh?" "See, I got annoyed by all your mess because it felt like you were just making more work for me and not caring. It was like you expected me to do all the cleaning and cooking and you never appreciated how much my work kept things in order." Felix's face fell. "So one day, I decided that I'd stop cleaning; I went on strike. I was planning to let things get messy and then wait for you to notice. I thought you'd realise and start to pitch in, do the chores, or at least apologise." "Oh, Tiffany, I-" "Wait, Felix," she placed a hand on his shoulder. "There's more. You see, the longer this went on, the messier the house got, the more I realised how much you love me whether I'm clean or a slob. And you're right: since I stopped doing chores, I became so much more relaxed and carefree. I haven't felt this close to you since our honeymoon." "What are you saying?" Tiffany smiled and pushed a strand of dirty, greasy hair out of her face. "I'm saying I think I want to live like this, forever, if that's what you want." Felix's confused face slowly morphed into one of jubilation. "Oh! Honey! You don't know how happy that makes me!" He pulled her into a hug. "I love you!" "I love you too," Tiffany said, nuzzling his cheek and breathing in his stink. "And I love being a slob." PFFRRRTT! Felix chuckled. "That's my gut saying it also loves you. Now, how about we celebrate with some pizza and Coke?" "Sure," Tiffany grinned mischievously. "Only if you're not afraid of losing to me in a burping contest!" "No way, I could beat you any day!"

#slob #burping #farting #weight gain #my writing #I feel like the ending is less... hot than I was perhaps intending #but that's what happens when you get interrupted halfway through #but I still like the ending it's sweet #I feel like this one is meant to be a sweet and cute story more than anything else #less depraved and more domestic #if you do like depraved stuff don't worry I've got that in the pipeline too #we accommodate all tastes here #also again stupid tumblr formatting there's a paragraph break that I wouldn't have included if I didn't have to #what is it with these 'text blocks' and their character limits?#it's probably got a good reason that I just don't understand but it's still annoying

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halfbreeddege · 20 days ago

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Sonic Movie 3 Spoiler Thoughts

Alrighty! I just got back from watching Sonic 3. I got my spoilery thoughts below the read more.

-Dammit! Tom and Maddie are the best. parents. ever!!!! That poor couple was practically going insane without their fuzzy kids around.

-Wonder how Sonic's uncles would react around him.

-Now that I think about it, did Sonic call Tom "dad" or "Donut Lord" even once (sweater doesn't count)?

-Oooh, Ozzy has some jealously going on. I thought they were getting along pretty well up to the Knuckles show.

-Walters actually gets a little redemption on this movie. He's not hostile towards Team Sonic and he was actually trying to protect Maria and Co. during the raid.

-I was still hoping it was a Wachowski that was involved in the raid 50 years ago.

-Who got the girl in the Telanovela?

-Gasp It's the goat milker!!!

-That 4th wall break by Eggman and Gerald

-I saw in the credits "Escape from the City" was in the soundtrack, but I don't remember hearing any of it.

-Eggman gets the 'damn' card, but not Shadow. Ok.

-I want to go to the Chao Garden now. I don't care if I'm an adult.

-Keanu, you did an amazing job as Shadow. Surprised Sonic didn't point out he sounds like the guy from Speed.

-I'll admit, I got a little teary eye watching the Shadow and Maria montage.

-Chaos Control was not mentioned ONCE!!

-No Olive Garden mention for once? XD -They included E.G.G.M.A.N!!! -They included "Talk about low budget flights, no food or movies… I'm outta here!" -Not enough Live and Learn. Seriously, I would have LOVED to hear longer bits of it, but they mostly kept playing the motif. During the space battle they did play a little more, but it's still not enough for my thirsty ass.

-I was wondering if they were going to include the "I have no idea" line, but not this time.

-Ritter gets like 3 main scenes and that's about it. She pretty much turned into a nothing burger. I was hoping Sam's (Sam Procrastinates) theory would had been right that she was actually Rouge but used a hologram to disguise as a human.

-Speaking of Rouge, it's really weird to see Shadow without her around.

-Sonic going apeshit when Shadow dropped the line "What was his name again? Tom?" Yeah, man. Get a punch in for me too.

-I watched Fadel's spoiler review, did not realize that was the Bio Lizard reference with the monster film Shadow and Maria watched.

-Where the hell was Jojo?! All this time I was predicting she would play a major part in Shadow realizing the errors of his way and she doesn't even get a mention. I would have thought maybe Randall at least would have gotten a bigger role since he's with G.U.N. but he's technically just a cameo.

-Agent Stone, my dude, he is a total badass in this movie and I felt so bad for him. Honestly, I never really thought he was going to be that big of a part of the franchise when I saw him in the first movie and thought he was going to be a one off character, but each passing movie, I'm starting to love the character more and more. Also, Lee Majdoub is a pretty cool guy and you can tell he really appreciates all the fan feedback.

-I'm not a fan of the Eggman x Stone ship, but oh God, I know the ones that do are having one hell of a field day right now.

-Soooo….how did Gerald live to be 110?????

-Not sure which death was more gruesome. Shooting range or bug zapped?

-"You're no Maria." Fuck you, Gerald!

-The dance scene with Gerald & Eggman was hilarious. Their final fight, was kinda meh…

-*sigh* yep, more fart jokes.

-Ok, so people predicting something bad happening to Tom were half right. Some were saying he was going to die, which I didn't think was going to happen. However, he did get a good whack from Shadow. I'm so happy he survived though.

-Wait, did Walters live or die?

-I predict next movie is going to touch time travelling since they're introducing Amy and Metal Sonic.

-Fadel was right, that last battle was like a DBZ fight.

-Shadow probably saved Eggman.

-I'm noticing each Sonic trailer, there's always that one scene that gets changed in the final product. The first movie trailer was any scene with Sonic in red shoes, the second movie was when Knuckles actually says "Does it look like I need your power?", this movie was the battle with Sonic & Shadow, they're actually in their super forms.

#sonic movie 3 #sonic movie 3 spoilers #spoilers #sonic movie #sonic the hedgehog

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armpirate · 11 months ago

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Anti-romantic || JJk | Ch. 5

Pairings: Boxer!Jungkook x fem!reader || Enemies to lovers, neighbors

Genre: smut, angst, fluff, curse, illegal boxing, violence

Warnings: fuckboy!Jungkook x reader, smut, dirty talk, curse, mention of tarot and fate

Summary: Jungkook had always been carefree when it came to love. He always believed he was worth sharing himself with everyone, and thought it was selfish of him to ever think of keeping himself exclusive to just one person.

And maybe that was exactly what got him into the big problem he was in.

A curse that kept him away from love didn't seem an issue for him. The fact that his ex-girlfriend thought he'd be affected by the idea of the girls he slept with running away from him after sex was ridiculous. She actually did him a favor, and took a burden away from him.

At least that was what he thought at first.

He had never found himself thinking of the possibility of repeating with neither of his hook ups, because they disappeared before he was able to even think about it. But when he makes the mistake of sleeping with the sexy neighbor that lives in front of him, he finds himself hoping to get the chance for a second round every time their paths cross.

Y/n hated him the second he set foot inside the building by the way he started making her life a miserable mess for no reason. Sleeping with him was a big mistake she wasn't thinking of repeating. At least not until he came up with the excuse that she rejected him for a curse. Not only she thought he was annoying, but she was also convinced he was crazy.

There was no way she could take him seriously.

Aprox. time of reading: 18 minutes

Chapter warnings: [Violence] Illegal fights [Smut] Blood licking, mentions of sex

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She felt her arm twitching, before the rest of her body reacted to the sound of her phone buzzing and blasting some music. She could tell it was still night when her eyes opened, with her room only being lit by the screen of her phone.

Her hand reached for the shaky device on her nightstand. She let out a sigh when she saw Jack's name on her screen, before she answered the call and laid her phone against her ear to be able to hide her arm under her blanket again.

—Do you know what time it is? —her voice sounded sleepy and tired.

After what happened with Jungkook a few days back, she had finally been able to keep up with some of the rest he forced her leave behind, only to be interrupted again by one of the sources she managed to find the little time she worked in that newspaper.

—I thought you'd like to hear the exclusive I have for you, but if it's not the case…

—I swear if it's another dumbass breaking a Record Guiness for the longest fart in history, I'll go wherever you are and kill you with my own hands —she threatened.

She was too tired, too annoyed and too done with life to deal with something like that again.

—And how does an illegal fight in South Shore sound?

Her eyes suddenly opened at the mention of that, sitting on the bed almost instantly and causing her phone to fall over the blanket.

—…I have to take a flight in thirty minutes, yet I'm giving you some golden info for you to treat me that way.

—Jack, shut up. What are you talking about?

Y/n had been after that information for months -or more so, almost a year-, but whenever she thought she was getting somewhere, it always ended up with a wall blocking any chance she could have of finding out more about it.

—Ah, so now you're interested?

—Unless you want me to show up at O'Hare, you better start talking.

—I have a friend who received a message for it after he started training at some gym. Apparently, some owners and trainers introduce their fighters to it —she heard him sigh—. It's tonight, at eleven. It'll be in that abandoned nylon factory near the bay. Do you know where it is?

—I think I know, but could you send me the location?

—Sure.

Before she was able to celebrate it, Jack's voice got her attention again.

—Whatever you do, please be careful and try to be as discreet as possible. I know you already know how dangerous the people in there are, but I don't want you to risk yours and my friend's asses.

She hung up the call, assuring Jack that she'd be as careful as possible about it, while also being sure that it'd be a chance she wouldn't allow to pass. She'd have to ask her boss for the company's car though, and that probably wouldn't be easy.

—3A, do you know what fucking time it is? Have those phone calls at a normal time —Jungkook whined on the other side.

Her eyes rolled instantly after hearing his muffled voice through the wall. For the first time, she was regretting that awful hole she chose to do out of desperation a few nights back.

Opting to simply ignore him, she left her phone back on the nightstand, connecting it back to the charger before she rolled in her bed to find the right position to fall asleep again.

Her fingers tapped nervously at the wheel plastic cover, feeling everything she ate piling up at the entrance of her stomach as if it were planning to go all its way up her throat. For one second, she thought if it was really worth it. She had gone too long after it for no reason, it wasn't like it was going to change anything for her, and it also was a superficial story no one would care about after reading it. It was the type of story that entertained people, but that created no complex thoughts after "Oh, wow, some people are doing something that doesn't affect me at all. Let me pretend to be concerned about it, before I jump to the sports section". She remembered how even the chief editor was surprised with her election, when there were many good articles to choose from that week: elections, manifestations, a worldwide celeb's scandal… yet she stagnated to something that would go unnoticed.

There wasn't a lot of control to get inside. Actually, there was no control And she guessed that it could be because no one, except for the people who received a message, would know about that fight. She was convinced that the few people who went there either bet money or fought.

The smell was heavy as she stepped inside, walking among the crowd. It wasn't anything putrid, or that couldn't be bearable, but the humidity from the walls -because of how old and unattended the place was- was noticeable in the air, and she wondered how healthy breathing that air was.

It felt uncomfortable walking through those people, trying to make it as close as possible to the improvised boxing ring, but she still did it, making sure the hood of her jacket wouldn't move as she tried to cover her face and hair as much as possible -and she wasn't the only one doing that.

Her heart raced as she got closer, managing to see the spots from fresh blood on the floor before the two fighters started a new round. And it felt like it'd escape through her mouth when, holding her phone tight in her fingers, she moved it through her sleeve as little as possible to just let the camera peek over to film the whole thing.

She was forced to move when one shoulder suddenly blocked her view, although maybe that'd be better to cover up the whole thing closer to the ring. Once she thought she had enough of that fight, she moved to the side, escaping from the crowd and also getting closer to where some of the fighters were.

Her heart beat fast for one second, as if it had a sudden electric shock when she felt someone pulling from her hood.

—Hope you know you can't record here —a thick voice warned at her back.

She was ready to reply to that accusation, hiding her phone deep into her sleeve as she turned on her tracks. His almost folded eyelids, positioned in a challenging way, widened when he realized it was his neighbor in front of him.

—What the fuck are you doing here? —Jungkook spoke first, widening the way his eyebrows were furrowing.

—I could say the right same thing —she replied back, moving away from him.

Jungkook sighed, looking away for a mini second before his eyes were back on her. Having to be there was bad enough, but seeing the last person he wanted to see there made it worse. Ever since their paths crossed, it seemed like he wasn't able to escape her, especially after what happened the last night they were together in the same place.

—Are you a cop?

—It's not your business —she replied back.

Having her there would only be a big distraction he wouldn't be able to deal with. Jungkook didn't want to know why she was there, or how she knew about the fight, he was just thinking of having her leave as soon as possible.

He sighed exasperated, realizing how that conversation would take them nowhere. She wasn't going to give away her reason, so there was no point in arguing with her about it.

—If you're smart, which after these weeks I doubt —he added, referencing the several encounters they had had ever since he moved in—, leave and delete whatever it is you've filmed. You don't wanna deal with the people here.

—Jungkook, you're next —they both heard at the side.

Y/n just scoffed at that, looking back at him. If his black tank top, and his black shorts weren't enough for her to tell, that person confirmed it for her.

—Seems like you aren't that smart either.

There was no point in arguing with her, he knew she wouldn't listen even if he told her to go home because the people in that place had robbery with violence as the most mild crime. His eyes dropped on her quickly before his lips twisted, tilting his head.

—Do whatever you want, then.

Those were the last words he dedicated to her, before he walked past her body and disappeared among the crowd. It wasn't like she had much of a choice when it came to what she wanted to do. On one side, she knew she wouldn't get to know what she went looking for, but on the other side, she needed more content for the article.

The crowd suddenly seemed more invested in the upcoming fight, surprising her when she heard the chants and growls as the two fighters were presented.

Rodric "The Bully", and the Doberman of Busan.

She rolled her eyes at what she believed was Jungkook's name. "Doberman of Busan", someone had to be kidding her.

In the ring, Jungkook tried to contain his need to break Rodric's nose before the bell even announced the start of the fight, after he whispered how he was dead meat and how he'd eat him in a matter of seconds.

It wasn't a comment that surprised him in any way, but that still annoyed him.

The fight started with the two of them slowly meeting each other at the center, throwing daring glares over their gloves as they tried to guess who'd be the first to attack.

All his confidence was gone towards the end of the second round, his face was covered in blood that spilled down from his eyebrow and his broken lip. After falling a few times, and standing up before the count reached the fourth number, he was already feeling dizzy, hardly managing to see through that blurry gaze he was already suffering from.

He had good resistance, but he was better at attack than that night. Maybe the fact that his neighbor was among the crowd played an important factor. Checking on her, while trying to make sure no asshole would bother her and no guard would catch her filming played as big favor for Rodric -who smirked at him whenever he got up and got ready to be beaten.

His body fell flat on the floor again when he received a hook, after he heard Y/n complaining while trying to get rid of Jimmy's grip.

At that point of the fight, where the count didn't even matter, Rodric smiled, getting ready to give him the final punch as he walked towards his body.

Jungkook tried to stand up, or at least roll on the ground by himself, but his body reached a limit that night. Most parts felt numb, only being aware of the way Rodric made him lie on his back.

The devil seemed to be on his side that day though, seeing everyone panicking around him when the place was suddenly lighted by blue and red lights, along with several cops telling everyone to stay still in their places.

His back collided against the ground again, when Rodric let go of him, not without promising the next time he wouldn't be as lucky. He didn't expect the night to end as bad when he received the text for the fight, but there he was: lying on the ground and getting ready to be arrested and taken to the police station.

As soon as Jimmy found more important his freedom than whatever it was that she filmed, Y/n got ready to leave as well. Until she saw Jungkook lying on the ground, not even attempting to move.

She was genuinely thinking of leaving him there. Maybe that was the answer to her prayers for the past three weeks.

She clicked her tongue when she found herself bearing with all the pushes and pulls, walking against the flow to reach Jungkook.

—We need to leave —she whispered to him, helping him to get up and walk by hooking his right arm around her neck.

Jungkook managed to open his plump eyes, looking down to see her dragging him to the nearest exit until the two of them reached an old car, where she pushed him to the backseats.

While he looked conscious from the outside, it actually seemed like his body was moving automatically, following her guidance and doing what felt right. He wasn't even aware of how fast she drove from the center to their building until she dropped his body over her couch abruptly, making him moan while he closed his eyes.

She could've left him on his doorstep until he regained some consciousness back, and she would be lying if she had said she didn't feel tempted to, but she still allowed him to step inside her place. She also helped him get rid of the gloves and the bandages carefully, scared of him being injured or hurt after the fight.

—I can do that myself —he mumbled, moving his hands away.

—Fine —she dropped his hand hard over his thigh, getting a low groan from him—. Do it yourself.

For one second she forgot she was dealing with the pain in the ass Jungkook was.

Although she was annoyed, she still moved around her place, trying to get the few things she had to cure the wounds on his face. She looked after him, but it didn't mean she wouldn't use it to her advantage either.

He hissed, squirmed and moved his head away every time she pressed hard on the places she wanted to heal, finding some joy in his pissed off expression. She also prepared some ice cubes covered in a rag, ignoring his stretched hand to press it directly on the wound on his eyebrow until she saw him holding it.

Jungkook looked around her place, finding the similarities in structure, but seeing it completely different from his own. Her house seemed cozy, ready to bring calmness to anyone who stepped inside. Her furniture was also black and white, but the different accessories over them created a huge change. Like the thick purple blanket that was over the backrest of her couch, on his side, or the big world map that was over his head. She even had pictures displayed over the cabinet next to her door, and a jar filled with bright pink flowers.

Just like he expected, her house was as feminine and delicate as she seemed.

His head moved in her direction again when he heard her hissing and huffing. Y/n looked at the broken screen, cursing at that man who dropped her phone against the floor when he caught her filming. At least she'd be able to use the videos and pictures it took her so long to get, but she'd have to repair the screen or get a new phone. And both options were too expensive to think about lightly.

—Look at what you did —Jungkook frowned at her accusation.

—Me? I already told you not to film there.

—If you hadn't reached out to me, and shouted how I should stop filming, no one else would've noticed —she dropped the phone over the coffee table.

—Sure, because you were so good at pretending you were doing nothing suspicious… —he squinted his eyes— Who else would've thought this —Jungkook lifted his right hand at the level of his chest, in the most unnatural posture ever— was suspicious if it hadn't been for me.

Jungkook dropped the rag over the couch, finally standing up to confront her.

—I'm the one who should be mad. Look at my face —he pointed at it with his two indexes—. If you had stopped recording when I told you and gone home, I would've been able to focus on my fight.

—I didn't ask you to focus on me —she replied back—. Oh, also…

Jungkook looked confused when she crossed her living room, opening one of the drawers of the furniture next to her table and seeing her walking back to him.

—I also didn't ask for your eighty dollars —she handed him the money.

The morning after she got stuck outside, he managed to hear the conversation she was having with her mother, as she ranted and hell opened beneath them at the several curses because of how expensive the locksmith was.

Leaving the eighty dollars at her footstep was his way to apologize for the way he treated her the previous night. She was confused at first, but was determined to return it to him when pride went back to her and was big enough to forget how she drooled for him all over his face.

—It was my fault you got stuck outside.

—It wasn't, I should've checked first —she sighed—. I don't want your money, and you didn't need to make up for shit —she left the money in front of him at the coffee table.

—But you still blamed me for your broken phone —he replied.

Y/n sighed, looking down at her phone when she realized the argument with Jungkook would take her anywhere. It didn't matter if she had to buy a new phone, because she'd probably be able to opt for better articles and more recognition after she posted her reportage. The screen suddenly went dark before she could even enter the gallery, going completely useless although the battery was at fifty per cent still.

—No —she whined—. No, no, no, no, no

Not like it would change a thing, but she let out her desperation, moving her thumb over the screen as if that would make her phone react. She gasped, and cracked a whimper, dropping the phone from her hands when she felt her fingerprint being sliced.

It wasn't a deep cut, she definitely wouldn't lose her finger. It was more the type of cut she could get with a sheet of paper, but it still was bothersome and some blood started to leak.

She wasn't aware of Jungkook still being there until he stepped closer to her, hearing his sigh over her before he took her wrist and looked at the tiny and thin wound. She was expecting him to do anything, but her body froze when he raised her hand a bit more to wrap his lips around her finger.

The tiniest bit of pain disappeared, because all her senses were too focused on the way his warm mouth felt around her finger, and how his slick tongue moved around softly. Her cheeks started to burn when his eyes sank in hers, as if he were trying to read her thoughts.

Not like they were too complicated to guess them though.

She gulped thick, regaining some senses back.

��Don't you know how dangerous it is to do that? —she tried to break off the moment.

Letting go of her finger with a loud pop sound, he smirked at her.

—What are you talking about now?

—Licking someone you don't know's blood. Apart from the amount of bacteria that could come out of your mouth, you don't know if I'm sick…

—Holy shit, you're like a walking encyclopedia. Are you even sick to say that? —he raised his eyebrow.

—No.

And she certainly wasn't worried about the consequences of what he did, but the reaction and effects it was creating in her body.

—Then what are you so worried about? —he rolled his eyes.

—I'm just trying to let you know that… —he interrupted her again.

—Fine —Jungkook nodded—. I'll lick something else instead.

While she was still trying to process what he meant, Jungkook hooked his fingers around her nape, in an attempt to pull her closer. Although she moved back before he was able to lick her lower lip.

—Do those lines actually work with anyone? —she challenged, lifting her eyebrow.

—Why? Jealous?

—More like going through a first stage of second hand embarrassment —she pushed him.

Jungkook huffed, letting his eyes go to the back of his head as he let go of her body, walking back to the couch and dropping his body lazily on it with a sigh.

—I bet you do much better with that rottweiler attitude —he scoffed.

—I'm better with actions, indeed.

Jungkook's gaze followed her as she walked over him, stopping in front of his legs. It was so hard for him to tell what her intentions were, that maybe that was what drew him to her that way.

She slightly separated his legs, pushing her knee against his until there was a small gap in his thighs. He suddenly felt nervous, gulping thick when her knee fell so close to his crotch, making the place he was sitting at sink a bit on that spot. He moved under her nervously when both of her knees were positioned on each side of his body.

—Are you nervous? —she purred close to his lips, tilting her head.

—You'd need to do much more than this —he lied.

If Y/n leaned closer to him, Jungkook was sure she'd be able to feel the way his heart pumped against his chest like crazy, beating racing up when her breath moved from his lips to his neck.

—Did you take off your piercings? —she suddenly asked.

—Yeah —he threw his head back—. It's… It's better for the fight. Do I look better without them?

—Hmm, it's not that —she rubbed her lips against his—. I wanted to know how it'd feel to pass my tongue over them.

Jungkook's words got stuck in his throat, and soon she had his body trying to hold back the way it squirmed when her tongue traced the line of his marked jaw, starting from the superficial hole his piercings had left.

—I bet you thought I'd end up riding you on that crusty couch of yours after shaming me —she whispered.

The mere image of Y/n taking every inch of him, with her tits bouncing with every move of her hips, got him twitching in his pants, grasping at the fabric of her couch while holding back from touching her.

She licked her lips, rubbing her lips against his before she moved to the other side with a dangerous smile, making him flinch when her breath was then on his left earlobe.

—I probably would have if you had insisted a bit more.

—Why don't you ride me here, then?

She smiled, leaning on him to ghost a kiss on his lips, pushing him back against the backrest when he attempted to kiss her instead. His lower lip was trapped between her teeth, being pulled lightly as he felt all of his skin burning with something so simple.

—It seems like my rottweiler attitude actually works.

Everything she helped to build up was destroyed within seconds, when he stopped feeling her warmth caging him as she moved to the free spot next to him to get up next.

—You look better now, so why don't you walk home and deal with that? —she mocked, pointing at the noticeable bulge under his shorts.

—I can snap my fingers and have three like you showing up at my door —he huffed as he got up.

—Snap your fingers and disappear with them, please —her chuckle made him feel heated.

—You think you're the big deal.

—I got you hard in less than a minute by just licking your ear, judge by yourself.

—You really don't know what you're missing…

As he kept talking, Y/n started to push him towards the door, finding it hard to control his body as she tried to open it.

—Ever heard of what a multiorgasm is? —he went on, ignoring how she was kicking him out— Sex with me is on a whole different level of any other thing you've ever experienced. I…

Her door shut in front of his face before he was able to finish the sentence. Jungkook just stood there, looking at her door for a few seconds before he turned around and sighed after looking down at his bulge.

That woman was so twisted and cruel.

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mgarmagedon · 1 year ago

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Weird question but how Bee and Arcee reacted when their parents give theme away to Optimus and Ratchet and what they feeled about from day to day being parents to Bee and Arcee? The question poped out after seeing your art with Ratchet with Bee and Arcee when they were smoll. Hope you have great day or night ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ And your art is AWASOME ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

OMG THANK YOU SM DUDE ❤️❤️❤️

But that is interesting question actually! Because at the begging Ratchet was very angry at Optimus that he took children to main autobot base, where was mainly males around their age or older and at this point of the time they weren't even married yet (so believe me or not, there was few quite weeks).

Arcee felt very unwanted, she even was thinking of running away with her baby brother (even if he was only 1 y/o child when she was 6 XDDDDD), after all this mean doctor couldn't be her new mommy >:[

They was always arguing at the beginning, that is why she was kicking him every time she had a chance XDDD

And about Optimus, she didn't care about him at the begging. In fact she was blaming him for the fact that their mothers weren't coming back and only what he did was go out for whole days and sometimes weeks.

This whole situation was really hurting OP, because Carpenter was one of his friends from times of being archivist-librarian.

But with sometime Ratchet started getting more attached to Bee and Arcee even if that was hard for him to take care of children almost 24/h and Optimus felt more comfortable with 2 children around him! Arcee even started calling them dads when she turned 7!

And about Bee, calling Ratchet and Optimus dads was completely normal for him, because for him they was his parents who cared about him, gave him food, warm place and raised him. He didn't met his moms or see them again so he chosen to not care about 2D2 and Carpenter.

As a bonus I can add that because of stress of having children (because being a doctor wasn't stressful enough for him) he started to gaining some weight so he felt really bad with himself (before having children he was little hot goth OP bf-gf-bf) (and yes Ratchet is genderfluid)

And this old fart Ironhide taught Arcee how to fight uwu

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 2 years ago

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The skeleton are on the Surface for a week, and suddenly, there's a big thunderstorm, their first one. How do they react to it?

Undertale Sans - Well, he's not very proud of it, but he might have freaked out so much, he hugged Toriel leg who was convenientely right next to him like a koala and refused to let go. Toriel had to pet his head like a child to assure him it's fine and that's nothing is going to kill them. She also teased him for weeks after that. Fair. Once his scientist nature takes back the control, he's kinda amazed though.

Undertale Papyrus - He yelped, then screamed to the sky to not yell at him because he did nothing to upset them. Also, he's going to hide in his room's emergency closet because he's not sure it's normal and he doesn't want something to fall on his head, even if he is inside his house and that's ridiculous. Better wary than sorry.

Underswap Sans - He quickly looks around but sees that humans are not surprised, so it might be normal. He's cool with it. He thinks it's neat the sky can be so loud! And he is obsessed with the shiny lights. Well, at least until a lightning strikes nearby and suddenly he's really not too sure he wants to stay there.

Underswap Papyrus - All his bones are shaking as he is hiding under his bed, eye sockets shut tight. He hates it. He wants it to stop. His brother is not home to comfort him. Why the hell is the Surface so scary? He screamed when a lightning hit too close. He's so scared. He wants to go back to Snowdin, please take him back home, he's begging you.

Underfell Sans - There's only two words in his head: cave in. After Red got stucked under several tones of rocks Underground for two weeks without water or food, he has panic attacks as soon as he hears loud noises. Red goes full panic mode and starts to run for his life, straight in front of him, despite his brother screaming his name and begging him to calm down. Red goes to hide in a small cave in the woods and refuses to get out for two days, until his brother found him.

Underfell Papyrus - He tries to play brave boys, but like his brother (and a lot of monsters actually), he thinks it's a cave in and freaks out. But before he can do anything, his brother is running away in panic. Edge forgets the thunderstorm immediately to focus on catching up on him, but he lost his track with the rain and eventually had to find a shelter to protect himself. He spend his first storm getting worried for his brother.

Horrortale Sans - Oak doesn't react to this very well, immediately triggered by the loud noise and all these lights that are disoriented him. He might have attack a random human who was staring at him because he felt too much in danger. It's going to take a lot of patience to make him accept it's normal.

Horrortale Papyrus - He flinches, but calms down when he realises nothing happened. Great. Another weird thing from the Surface he needs to get used too. Willow is pretty rational, so he doesn't mind. He still doesn't like it too much the first times, but will get used to it eventually. He read as much things he can about thunderstorms to understand what's happening.

Swapfell Sans - He has a bone in hand, ready to attack what the hell just growled at him this angrily. But... There's nothing. Ok. What the hell. The sky suddenly booms. Nox turns around, freaking out. That's it. Ghosts are attacking him. He's not prepared for this shit! He's maybe the captain of the royal guard but he's definitely going to hide under his bed right now. His duties can burn in hell. He's not fighting invisible things.

Swapfell Papyrus - He looks around in shock as all the monsters instinctively turned towards him. "what?! don't look me like this, i didn't fart! i don't have a butt!" Not everything can be his fault! He pouts. He's not that scared though.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He gasps, angry. "ARE YOU CHALLENGING ME TO A BATTLE, SKY? YOU THINK I'M SCARED OF YOU?!" Lightning strikes a few meters away from him and he jumps back like a spooked cat, screaming. Well shit. He's not brave enough for this. He's running home as fast as he can. He lost one battle, but not the war, that's a promise!

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He goes in his closet, puts his headphones and listens to very loud music to not hear anything that's happening, because he is going to freak out very bad if he does. He feels safer here.

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spookyserenades · 11 months ago

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Questions and thoughts

So, rereading all the chapters some questions cane to mind. I really hope i remember all of them but if not then I'll just send another ask.

I need to know more about hybrid laws and hybrids in general in the world you created. What i gathered until now is that they can't walk without their version of collars and microchip (hybrid ID) and that's kinda the only thing that twigged as law to me. Oh and that they are not allowed to work. What are other laws? Also you'd think that if they were created with the intention of house pet that can talk, wouldn't they only create non-exotic hybrids? But i guess that the exotics are made with the purpose of entertaining the rich. As you said hunting them, maybe sexual desires? Or how Jin was in the circus.

Back to their adoption. Can i ask what everyone was thinking in a few words? Like they new they were going to that rich guy but boom random 23-24 year old girl pops in Hi I got you babes! I'd ask you if you could make a small drabble but I'm too impatient 🤣😭. I was thinking about it and I feel like JK probably thought Oh nice I'm not dying yet but I'm gonna go to a sex house yuhuu.

Scenting! From what I understood all hybrids do it. Please tell me it's not as sexual as the 7 of them make it out to be 😭 Not that i don't enjoy it because that is more hot than a sex scene in my opinion. But i can't imagine Daisy doing it😭😭😭

Let's say for the fun of it Hoseok gets together with Alice. He will want to scent her too. Will he stop scenting Y/N? Will she have to give him to Alice in documents and stuff?

Now relationship wise. Do you plan for them to have a poly relationship or more of a open relationship? Because I don't see any of the boys falling in love with each other but that might be just me.

And now a few random questions. How the fuck does JK get dressed with the antlers? How is Y/N so rich because i want to be rich too? How good is that hearing and smell of theirs because I'd be to anxious to have any bodily functions? (In moments like this it would be nice if girls actually pooped rainbows and farted roses ngl😭) Would it be alright after you finish this if i print it out and make it an actual book?

I think that's it right now... For sure i had more stuff to ask. I'll probably remember after i send this. I love this series a lot and idk if you are belive in shifting or not but I'll definitely try to shift to this world. You are amazing Dana and i can't wait to see what happens next ❤️

Oooh let me see if I can give you some answers (also, thank you for sending in your thoughts 🥺)

For the laws... In Trouvaille, adopted hybrids end up getting an ID card to indicate their adoption status, rather than a collar or a microchip. The only forms of legal "employment" is working with the National Parks, like Jimin, and being circus/zoo performers, like Seokjin. Everything else is a sort of under the table operation or even exploitation-- think Yoongi, his mother and he were favored by a nightclub owner and were permitted to live and work there prior to being adopted. Taehyung, on the other hand, was created and exploited at a logging plant for his labor. I haven't come up with any other laws within this universe, yet, but we'll see as time goes on if any more pop up 😉 As for the creation of exotic hybrids, in the past, they were seen as flashy companions to the rich. In the present, they're either adopted by elites who wish to hunt for sport, or because of their superior strength compared to, say, a rabbit hybrid, to be workhorses illegally. Third, for circuses/zoos, like Seokjin.

HA okay they were probably all mad confused when Y/N showed up to adopt them... I think distrustful would be a word that comes to mind for Jeongguk, Namjoon, and Taehyung. Seokjin was too weak to properly react, and grieving over the fact that he didn't know what happened to Hannah. Hoseok and Jimin were just relieved to get the fuck out of there LMAO... and Yoongi, we now know already knew Y/N, and was probably hoping she was just there for him. I'm CRYINGGGG you're so right about Jeongguk thinking something like that, like the world they live in, it would make sense for someone to adopt them all to abuse :(

Scenting: Definitely not an inherently sexual act like the boys made it with Y/N 💀 While most of them are oblivious to Y/N's deeper feelings towards them, they can most definitely smell her attraction to them, and I think that's what triggers them to become menaces... As for Daisy, I picture the way her scenting Ben/Roy as childish nips to the wrist, like a toddler biting her dads, essentially. 💜

Even if Hoseok was to become romantic with Alice, he wouldn't scent her. That act is reserved for adoptive guardians! I don't see Y/N ever giving him up, either, nor would Hoseok want to leave his home.

The relationship is like you said, kind of an open relationship sort of situation. It's sort of unconventional, but I think they'll end up making it work 🥺

fdjksafsd good question about Jeongguk and his shirts! He often wears button downs and concert tees with loose collars. I think after years of having those antlers of his, he's learned how to maneuver things like hoodies over them in a specific way. LMAO I know Y/N has that MONEY! I think her family is old money, her maternal grandfather started an unspecified company, and her dad was an innovator of hybrid cardiology surgery.... she was pretty much born into it 💀 Lucky girl!

Their sense of smell and hearing is excellent, but not God-tier! I think behind several closed doors and whatnot they wouldn't be able to hear someone blowing up the toilet, or smell it, even 😭💀

STOP that would be so adorable if you ended up printing Trouvaille out and making it into a book 🥺🥺 It's alright with me as long as I don't see it on Etsy bestie 😘 (also I'm blushing thank you sm I'm honored)

IIIII- me and my best friend talk about how we want to shift into Trouvaille, too. Let me know if you are ever able to do it successfully, bc I want in on that!

Sending you love and thank you for letting me hear your thoughts 💕💕

#trouvaille #asks #dana's thoughts

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nemiravens · 2 months ago

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OC-tober Day 25: Your OC in an awkward situation

Feat. Hayley the Seductress from Degrees of Lewdity

It was a Saturday evening at around nine o'clock.

After having pulled by Whitney into an unplanned date, which was more or less comprised of eighty percent of fucking at random places and twenty percent of the actual date, she had just gotten back at the orphanage.

Going home at such a late hour wasn't an issue. Hayley knew how to work deep into the night at Briar's brothel house.

But having to come face to face with Avery at the front doors of the orphanage while being escorted by Whitney was the worst scenario possible.

"So this is where you've been, princess," Avery coldly said. "I was wondering why you're late. As it turns out, you're fucking around with some random fuckboy."

"Who the fuck is that old fart?" Whitney scoffed.

He glanced towards Hayley. "Are you dating him?" he asked. "You should've told me sooner that you're into men twice or even thrice your age."

"What?"

"And here you told me you're not dating anybody. It hurts my poor heart to know you're double-crossing me," Avery said, his tone filled with sarcastic disappointment.

"Wait-"

"You said what?" Whitney gasped. "Then what am I to you, huh?" His surprise made way to chuckles. Ill-mannered chuckles. "You little slut."

A good shove sent Hayley's back crashing against Avery's broad chest. But the older man didn't do much to help her break her fall. If anything, he only regarded her with disgust.

"For a pretty face like yours," he mumbled. "I saw it coming, just how rotten you are at the core."

The least Avery could do to maintain a gentlemanly presence was to nudge the girl away from him. He fixed his tie and brushed off the front of his coat.

"I will no longer be in touch, you little bitch. You can forget about me." Parting words before he drove away, and Hayley glanced behind her to find Whitney was already long gone.

Any girl would find such awkward situation devastating. People would normally condemn such two-timing behavior. Hayley wanted to feel something. Guilt. Remorse. Anything deemed proper in such a scenario. But she felt none of it.

A promiscuous girl who never understood what love is like—to love and to be loved. If only she knew…

…she might've reacted accordingly.

See the full list of OC-tober writing prompts here.

#oc-tober 2024 #original character #writing prompt #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #degrees of lewdity #dol #dol pc #dol whitney #dol avery

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eldritch-spouse · 2 years ago

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helloo ! How are you ? I hope that you're not sick anymore ^^.

I was wondering, like what if the facility started to chase Breg after a few month or more and then, they found him. What would happen ?

One thing that I'm sure is that Breg would become mad, probably try to kill them. Maybe he will try to hide it to s/o so he doesn't have to tell them about his past ? What if they find out anyway ? How would they react ? Would they help him ? How would she react to seeing Breg lash out ?? How would Breg react afterward ??

(so many questions ! sorry if this is a bit too long and not very well put)

[Hellow 👋, I've been fully recovered for a day I think.]

First, you might want to look at these posts, they'll give you the general idea: 1 ; 2 . I'm going to focus mostly on the latter part of your ask.

The first thing Breg would do when he encounters, or preferably just spots, someone from the facility would be- Surprisingly, to avoid confrontation. It's more trouble than it's worth, put simply, even egghead knows that. Sure, he could gut one unit sent out to retrieve him feasibly, but who in the right mind wouldn't send an entire capture squad? This is the cream of the crop of the breeder facility, Breg knows it couldn't just be one random sod looking for him.

The best course of action is to move. Quickly. Breg would like to do this without saying anything about his past, but it would be hard, if not impossible. And he seriously considers just grabbing you and hauling ass without a word. He might. Anything to keep those curdled wounds deep in his soul. Sooner or later, there comes a point where he has to sit you down for a talk- Lashing out about the severity of his status as fugitive will warrant a fit of his own, and though the breeder won't hurt you, he'll make it known he's not fucking around. That you, of all people, should be the last one freaking out right now. Is him being a wanted modified specimen a deal-breaker for you? Too bad, angel. Too bad. He didn't choose this.

If you somehow make it clear you know about his past without the breeder ever having mentioned anything of the sort, then you have now just dipped into very dangerous waters. No one knows about his past. Aside from Fasma that is, but Fasma's digging has been subtle, Breg isn't aware the ectoplasm monster knows the nitty-gritty of his prior existence.

Breg's immediate reaction will be some manner of violence. Because who would know about his past, if not someone who had been to the facility itself? Who worked there. This is one of the rare times where Breg will do some damage to your body, whether it be nearly choking the life out of you or compressing your chest so hard to the ground that you crack several ribs. It's then that you see just a glimpse of the beast this monster can be, and how positively angelic he behaves around you. If you found this information through Fasma (the most likely scenario), then snitch on him to save your life. Otherwise you will very likely die in this encounter. Sure, you're sentencing the ecto-monster to a lot of hurt, but he's been through a lot- The old fart can take it.

Afterwards, in the best case scenario, things will be tense. Breg doesn't want to talk about it, he doesn't want to open up yet, and he won't.

#Bregory

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saffronjades · 9 months ago

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Backfire.

Chloe's April Fool's plan was perfect. Her holiday with her best friend Ava fell right on April 1st - It just happened to be the cheapest week for hotels at the time they booked it. The fact of it being April Fools hadn't even crossed their mind at first. In fact, it *still* hadn't crossed Ava's mind. Chloe, though? Well, she had planned something a few nights prior.

Fart Spray.

She had seen it online in plenty of videos. The plan was simple but fool-proof: Wait until the two of them are in their 3-hour car ride together, and spray it. She'd pretend to be oblivious to the smell at first, before blaming the smell on Ava, and finally show her the spray. Ava had always been quite shy of her bodily functions, so Chloe knew that she would get embarrassed.

The issue was that Ava had opened the window. Not only making conversation difficult with the wind blasting into the vehicle, but any smell would escape instantly anyway.

Chloe had tried the basic "Oh, I'm cold, can we shut the window?"

Ava was insistent on keeping it open. Chloe didn't want to push any further, or it might become obvious that she had ulterior intentions... She'd just have to wait for the perfect opportunity.

Finally, they arrived at the hotel. They overcame the noise of the window by simply shouting their conversations at each other, but the window stayed up for the whole journey. The prank had not yet been pulled off.

"WE'RE FINALLY HERE!" Ava yelled.

"You're still shouting," Chloe laughed, "you're too used to it after three hours."

"OH, I DIDN'T --" Ava caught herself, "I didn't realise."

The two of them laughed as they head inside, got checked in at reception, and made their way to the elevator. As they stepped inside and Ava pressed the button for their floor, Chloe continued to wonder when the best chance for the prank might be. Perhaps when they're alone in their room? Her constant thinking almost made her miss the obvious opportunity right in front of her.

She glanced at Ava as the elevator door closed, to make sure she wasn't looking. Slowly, Chloe took the spray out of her pocket, and pressed it down slowly, making sure it didn't make a sound.

Little did she know, Ava was releasing a smelly spray of her own, *also* trying to not make a sound. She had done a great job at hiding her discomfort thus far, but she just couldn't hold her fart in any longer. She relaxed, perhaps subconsciously, and allowed it to release into the air around her. Feeling her stomach empty felt incredible, for a moment. Then the smell of the fart spray hit her.

Chloe, waiting for Ava to say something first, tried not to react.

Ava, thinking the stench was her own, tried not to react.

The two stood in the elevator for what seemed like minutes, breathing in the hideous odour. Ava felt so embarrassed, believing it to be an odour of her own making.

Chloe couldn't wait any longer - The elevator was nearly at their floor. "Did you fart?" She laughed and held her nose as she spoke, expecting Ava to get all flustered with a stubborn "No!"

She was right about the embarrassment, just wrong about the answer.

"Yes," Ava spoke softly, "I didn't think it'd smell so bad. I've been gassy all day, that's why I had the window open in the car."

Chloe remained speechless for a moment before she burst out laughing. "Wait you actually farted?" She held up her spray.

Ava pushed her gently, "Oh my god what the fuck?" She joined in with the laughter, "I thought the stench was because I farted!"

The doors opened during that last sentence. Specifically, as she loudly spoke those final 2 words - "I farted!"

Her gaze met with a gentleman waiting for the elevator on the top floor. He had *definitely* heard those two words, with his only context being the rancid smell now hitting his nose. Ava's face dropped as she squeezed past him, trying to get out of the situation as fast as possible. Chloe followed her quickly behind, with a slightly more cheeky look on her face as she tried to hide her smile.

"He totally thinks that was you," Chloe teased.

"Yeah. I know," Ava sheepishly replied.

"To be fair it could have been. Partially, at least," Chloe wondered allowed, half-jokingly. Ava turned to give her an evil glare. As she did, she saw the man distantly in the corridor behind them - He had opted to wait for the adjacent elevator. A very fair decision.

Ava and Chloe got unpacked and settled into their rooms. They hadn't planned to do much on their first day - In fact, it was already pitch black outside. They decided to just hang out in the hotel bar for an hour before bed.

"Hey," Chloe nudged Ava, "there's that guy who thinks your ass smells like death."

Ava turned around, hoping for it not to be true - Sure enough, though, there he was. Sat at the other side of the bar.

"Great," she spoke as she turned back to Chloe, "so I'm probably going to bump into him a few times whilst we're here."

"Oh lighten up, it's funny!"

Ava wasn't so sure of that. She sipped her drink and changed the topic, secretly hatching her own revenge plan.

After heading back to their room and saying goodnight, Chloe fell asleep quickly. Ava knew this would happen - A single drop of alcohol and she can practically sleep on command, even without being tipsy. She stared at her sleeping friend for a moment - She was innocent; fast asleep; unaware that she was going to be rudely awoken to the taste of revenge.

With the lights off, Ava searched for the fart spray, ready to release it under the duvet before pulling them over Chloe's head. As she continued into her fifth minute of searching, however, she began to wonder if her plan was too obvious. The spray had been hidden. The drawer? No. Chloe's bag? No. Her pockets? Nope. It had vanished.

As Ava was about to give up and crawl into her bed, she felt a bubble brewing below. Her stomach gurgled as she felt her butthole instinctively clench on a pocket of gas.

She stopped for a second before shaking it off. "No," she thought, "I'm too reserved for that. Chloe has never heard or smelt my farts."

She second guessed her choice for just a moment. But that moment was long enough for the spontaneous event to occur. "Fuck it," she said quietly to herself.

She lifted Chloe's duvet up slightly, and pushed. She made a gentle sigh of relief as she released her gasses directly into the bed. She felt her lower back get warm as some of the air escaped back out. It wasn't loud in the typical sense, but she could hear the hissing as it flowed out of her.

As it came to an end, she didn't quite feel empty. She leaned forward slightly and pushed once more.

A short but sharp *pprt* cut through the silent room.

She heard the duvet tussle slightly, and then Chloe's tired voice. "What was that?"

Quickly, Ava grabbed the blanket and trapped her inside, laughing manically.

"Oh my GOD, how did you find the spray? That fucking reeks worse than earlier what the fuck," Chloe yelled.

"I couldn't find it," Ava hinted at her devious doings, "I made my own spray."

Chloe burst out through a gap in the duvet's edge. "Ava what the fuck did you eat?" She laughed as she continued to gasp for air. The two of them fell to the bed as they continued giggling.

"I don't know, they're normally not like this," Ava claimed.

"Sure, sure."

They both calmed down for a moment as they caught their breath. Ava couldn't see Chloe's wide smile as she asked, "Hey, it's only fair you give it a smell," and lifted the blanket slightly. "Go on, see what you put me through."

Cautiously, Ava leaned towards it and sniffed - It was her own gas anyway, it couldn't be *that* bad.

She noticed Chloe's grunt too late.

*Pppppppppppppppptttttttttt*

Chloe released her own backside bomb as Ava got trapped in there with it. She heaved at the retched fragrance. Chloe wasn't too reserved about this - Ava had heard and smelt it before, but this was the worst.

"Get me out," she yelled as she managed to crawl to the other end of the bed and tumble to the floor.

"Shit are you okay?" Chloe was genuinely concerned for her friend - The hit on the floor sounded loud. "Ava?"

*ffff*

She felt a gentle breeze on her face, followed by the most rotten scent her nose had ever experienced. She could almost taste it.

Ava burst out laughing, revealing her position - Stood next to he bed, her butt right against Chloe's face.

Chloe gagged loudly before trapping Ava back under the blanket once more. Upon pushing, she exclaimed "Oh shit never mind, I got no more gas."

They released each other from the duvet and glanced at their phones - Midnight. April Fool's was officially over.

"Truce?"

Ava thought for a moment. "Truce. I think I gotta use the bathroom anyway."

Chloe laughed "I'm not surprised with that stench," -- a loud gurgle of her stomach interrupted her. "On second thought, me too."

#eproctophilia #fart #fart kink #farting #farts #gassy #gassy farts #gassy girl

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treehouse-anon · 1 year ago

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Haven't had time to write for a while, but I did do an unfinished RP. Similar elements to the treehouse story, but about being babysat by a sporty midwestern white cousin named Kimberly. Not the most original or well-written, but it's something. Inspired by this picture:

(Source: https://www.deviantart.com/ninaring/art/Big-Booty-At-The-Games-942740713)

Here it is, reformatted.

Billy sat on his couch watching tv. His parents had left for the weekend and despite him thinking he was old enough to watch himself, his parents decided to ask his cousin Kimberly to babysit him! He hadn’t seen Kimberly in years and was not looking forward to spending the whole weekend with her! Although it was just the morning, the sun was beating down outside and it was already 86 degrees outside. “Gross…” Billy thought to himself as he imagined himself spending the whole day sitting right there on the couch, watching tv and playing video games all in the comfort of the air conditioning. A sudden knock at the door knocked him out of his day dream as he got up, walking over and opening the door.

Kimberly was dressed in her softball uniform, towering over little Billy at 6 feet tall. Her huge hips barely fit into the pants, and her long blonde hair was in a ponytail. "Hey there, brat!" Before he could react, she grabbed his head and noogied him. "I've been saving a special treat for you, you hungry?" She pushed effortlessly pushed him down onto his knees and pressed his face into her huge butt with one arm. "Come on, open up, say aaaaaaaa."

Wow Kimberly had certainly grown since the last time he saw her! He had to look up to make eye contact with her. “Hey, Ah! ah! Stop it!” he complained as she grabbed his head, giving him a noogie before pushing him down to his knees! He was shocked at how strong she was as he felt her hand on the back of his head! “wait no-!” he started to yell as his face was pulled up against her, making contact with her giant, soft ass! He raised his hands up and they found some purchase on her cheeks as he tried to push himself back!

Kimberly laughed at the feeling of his weak little hands pawing at her big meaty cheeks. "Wow, okay there big boy, getting a little handsy huh? I didn't know you were such a perv! Well, maybe this will help. Open up!" She pressed his face deeper into her cheeks. The smell was not too sweaty yet, she must have showered recently, but soon he was flooded with a warm burst of spicy methane that smelled like cooked meat. Braappppppppppt! "Well, how do you like my butt now? Come on, guess what I ate for breakfast, then I'll let you go."

Billy groaned, feeling the thick fabric of those softball pants, barely containing her wide hips and bubbly butt! Its true, softball players were the thickest! Billy could barely breathe as he was pushed in deeper, his nose wedged deep in between her cheeks! He gagged, as his face was suddenly washed over by a fart! The smell made his nose burn and eyes sting as he shook his head, trying to back it out! The smell was rancid but smelled like chili? “Chili?” Billy asked, his voice quiet and muffled as he could barely speak in his humiliating position!

"Ding ding ding! You win! And your prize is… a kiss!" She let him go, pushing him back with her butt to fall onto the floor. "I have softball practice in 10 minutes, so you're coming with me. And you're not running off to get in any trouble. But if you behave well… Remember my friend Brenda? From the softball team? The one you had a little crushy crush on? Maybe I can convince her to give you a kiss, okay? She's even more ladylike than me. Hehehe. Now, get your stuff together, we're leaving in 30 seconds."

Billy fell to his back, pushed back by Kimberly’s massive butt! He gasped, grateful for fresh air as he looked up at his babysitter with a horrified look in his eyes! He could still smell that fart in his nose each time he breathed! “D-do I have to?” He asked before he realized that you were serious! There goes the day of relaxing in the air conditioning… he thought to himself as he put on his shoes, blushing a bit as he thought about getting a kiss from Brenda!

She sped down the road the moment he got into the passenger seat. "You remember last time I babysat you last year, and your mom got mad at me because you snuck off to your room and watched porn on her computer? What was it again? Big butt booty bitches? Hahahaha, learn to delete the history next time. Well, you're not getting out of my sight this time." She pulled into a starbucks drive through and ordered a caramel frap, then turned to Billy with her hand out. "Well, cough up, you know the rules. Babysitter's fee, you have to pay for my expenses. I know you have some allowance in your pocket."

Billy blushed, remembering the last time Kimberly babysitted him and it was clear she didn’t forget either! He wished he could disappear into the car seat as her teasings made him feel humiliated! He grumbled a few choice words as he realized he was on the hook for her frappe! Reluctantly he dug into his pocket, pulling out more than enough to cover the drink. “No change?” He asks, watching Kimberly take his change and put it into her pocket!

She smiled and ignored him, driving the rest of the way to the ballpark. She parked behind the bleachers, then ordered Billy out of the car. "Now… I need to really make sure you don't try and sneak away, so… " She pulled out a roll of duct tape. "First off, I need you to strip down to your undies. That way even if you get out of the tape, you still have to hide behind the bleachers." She smiled, waiting for him to comply and then crouching behind her car, seeming to be pulling down her pants.

“You’ve got to be kidding…” He mumbled as he looked at the roll of tape in your hands! He realized that he really didn’t have a choice as he slowly began to strip down, constantly checking over his shoulder to make sure that nobody saw him! As he stripped down it seemed like you were doing the same? “Okay Kimberly I’m ready…” He said softly, trying tk cover his exposed body as best he could, looking at you crouching over behind the car

Kimberly came back out, tugging her pants back up around her hips and holding a pair of panties. "I forgot to get something to gag you with, so these will do. Now hold still." She stuffed the panties into Billy's mouth, duct taped it shut, and then taped his hands and feet. Admiring her work, she smiled and blew him a kiss. "I'll be back in two hours. Don't pee yourself!" Before leaving, she checked his pockets and took the rest of his money, then locked his clothes in the car.

“Wait you cant be serious!” Billy said, taking a step back as he sees Kimberly approaching him with the lacy panties she must have been just wearing! She rapidly approached him, quickly silencing him and taping the panties in his mouth! His eyes went wide as he gagged loudly! The panties felt warm and tasted like sweat! “Mmmmpfhh!” he tried to speak but was effectively silenced! His wrists were taped together behind his back and his ankles were also taped! He watched his babysitter walk off to practice before looking at his clothes in the car! He tried to hop around a bit but fell onto the dirt, groaning in discomfort!

Hours passed, and it felt like more than 2 hours later when Billy heard footsteps and giggles. Kimberly, covered in sweat, walked over. "Right where I left him! Hehe, see how obedient he is." Behind her stood Brenda, giggling. "Oh, stop, you're so mean hehehe!"

Billy lay there, intermittently struggling against the tape, growing quite sweaty himself as the day only continued to get hotter! Eventually he heard some chatter and giggling! Rolling over he saw Kimberly approaching, with Brenda right next to her! They both were glistening with sweat, Brenda’s large chest bouncing with each step! Billy’s heart began to pound in his chest as he looked down, her wide hips also wiggling, those softball pants stretched wide to contain her thick thighs! He shuffled uncomfortably, his muscles sore from not being used for so long as he looked up at Kimberly and Brenda!

Brenda giggled and blushed. "Wow, he looks so embarrassed." Kimberly slapped her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, he's having fun. Now, Billy, are you ready for your surprise? Brenda said she would let you give her a kiss, but you have to trust me and close your eyes, and then pucker up your lips, okay?" She went over, without untying him, started to remove his duct tape gag and prop him sitting up against the bleachers.

Billy was embarrassed as he could feel his crush staring down at his exposed position, hands and ankles bound, only in his underwear! Kimberly propped him up so he was sitting, resting against the bleachers as she undid his gag! “okay…” he said sheepishly, spitting once, trying to get the taste of her dirty panties out of his mouth! He took a deep breath, looking at Kimberly once before closing his eyes, and getting ready to feel Brenda’s lips!

He heard some rustling, and then something big, meaty, and slightly sweaty pressing on his face. Somehow, he knew without even opening his eyes that it wasn't Kimberly's butt. Brenda giggled. "Okay, Kimberly, hurry up and take the picture, before I feel too bad for him!"

Billy pulled at his arms, incredibly frustrated to be bound as he felt something warm and moist pressing against his face, smushing him back against the bleachers! Were they getting blackmail on him!? He knew that it was Brenda’s ass, slightly smothering him!

He heard the snap of a phone camera and more laughter. Then, Kimberly egged "Okay, now try just one fart." Brenda strained, tensing up, but all she could produce was a gentle squeak and a little burst of eggy air into Billy's face. Kimberly sighed. "That's it? Let me show you how it's done."

Billy felt her ass smushing against his face! He tried to shimmy down, feeling her ass tense up, clamping down on his nose as a small little whiff of her gas burned his nose! He kicked his legs, desperate for this humiliation to end!

Brenda's butt was smaller than Kimberly's, but still big. She peeled it off, leaving a red mark where the boy's face was, and pulled her pants back up. Kimberly leaned down in Billy's face, giving him gentle slaps on the cheeks and pulling at his eyelids. "Well? Snap out of it. Aren't you gonna thank Brenda? Aren't you grateful you got to kissy kiss the pretty girl you like?"

Billy gasped, as Brenda peeled her bare, sweaty ass off his face! He chest rose and fell rapidly as Kimbelry got in his face, slapping his cheeks making them sting and bringing him out of his breathless haze! “Oh erm um…” he trailed off, not entirely sure what to do. “Um thank you?”

Brenda shook her head and Kimberly laughed. "See? I told you I could get him to thank you for farting in his face. What a complete pushover! I could do anything to him. Hahahaha. Hey, Billy, can you guess what me and Brenda had for lunch, or do you need more samples? Because my cheeks are nice and sweaty, and I could use a good seat."

Billy’s face flushes even more read as Brenda and Kimberly laugh down at him. He didn’t get a good enough fart like last time to know exactly what Brenda had eaten earlier! “Umm ham and cheese?” he asked, desperately hoping that he got it right!

Kimberly simply smiled and walked over slowly, pushing Billy down to lay on his back. She tugged her pants down, struggling to get them around her huge cheeks that spilled out, clammy with sweat, and slowly squatted over him, lowering herself down inch by inch until she was hovering over his face, bare. "Now, you better be ready to take biiiiig sniffs and get it right, okay?" She plopped down, smothering his face in a dark sweaty chasm. He felt a deep rumble, and a pungent smell filled his whole pocket of air. "You better speak up down there! You're not getting out until you guess right!"

In his bound state he was helpless to resist as he was pushed down onto his back! He looked up, a horrified look on his face as he sees Kimberly’s ass spill out from her pants, glistening with sweat as it slowly began to descend towards his face! Before he even touched it he could smell the musk and feel the heat radiating off her ass! He took a deep breath of that musky air as he was plunged into darkness as her sweaty cheeks spread easily over his whole head! He was helpless as his body wiggled a bit, trying to get used to the incredible smothering weight on his face, a futile task!

The first blast was just a teaser. Once he was settled in, she grunted and released a deep rumbling explosion, almost suffocating the poor boy. "That should be a good sample for ya. Sniff it up, go ahead, guess what we got from the food stand. You don't have all day, you might run out of oxygen."

To be continued?

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