#I need to iron out their relationship asap

[i-never-forgot]

Dusknoir would be the most miserable man in love on the planet.

Not because he’s in love, mind you—just that he has the ability to express healthy emotions like that of a stump. He’s miserable because he has all of those warm fuzzy feelings pent up inside—already alien enough on their own without adding the awkwardness that results since he’s only accustomed to negative ones—but he doesn’t know how to let them out without, say, punching a tree. He’s the type to bottle it all up until it bursts, and then it’s anxiety-riddled, loud, word-vomit rambling that’s as sincere and vulnerable as it is terrified.

Much to Lu, Grovyle, and Celebi’s chagrin, of course. They’re constantly trying to subterfuge his dogged, vigilant efforts to conceal any and all indications of his feelings from Eliana. He wants to kill all of them (from exasperated affection, this time, at least).

Inspired by my post and the warm feedback I received, even if it had me laughing out loud at my own ignorance. (The quote’s sourced from here).

Bonus for my moots bc I was laughing out loud—thank y’all for being patient with me😅:

[blood-smiles]

@missjenniferhardy hey there!! Sorry I couldn’t get back to you asap, my brain thought up something, I’m sorry if it seems messy but I wrote this while I was woozy 😵‍💫

🌶️ UNDER THE CUT!!

Alejandro had long discarded his wife, he wished he could say that he had gotten rid of her completely but still he would find small cameras around his home, hidden in places no one would even think to check,

It seemed like not even a divorce could send Ume away, maybe the next step was to take matters into his own hands and execute some more.. Extreme procedures.

On the bright side of things he had finally started a relationship with his darling! He had longed for domesticity with you for so long.. He decided to take a leave from the office and stay home to make sure everything was to perfection!

..Today you had work, he begged and pleaded for you to stay home with him and that he would pay for all you needed and wanted, but when he said that you just gave him the sweetest puppy eyes—

And so he relented to your request, leaving him home alone for a few hours, he found solace in doing acts of service for you,

He knew that you enjoyed finding water by your bed, he knew exactly how much spice or salt you enjoyed in your food, what exact temperature you bathed in and actually enjoyed, he knew how and which way you liked your clothes ironed— He was a natural at this house husband thing, a bonus was that he enjoyed it!

But he was awfully missing you.. He looked out the window, bouncing his leg anxiously, waiting. Yearning for you to come home.

He waited a while, but after seeing that you weren’t coming home just yet he decided to occupy himself with something else! 

Like cleaning!

He cleared everything off the dining hall table, bending over the long furniture to dust everything off,

He stopped for a moment, a dirty thought snaking into his brain as he bent over the table.. What if you were here? Would you hit from behind..?

He didn’t want to force you into anything like Ume, he was going to initiate intimacy with you only if you approved of it and actually wanted it, he loved you too much, he would never forgive a single soul if he let anyone (including himself) take advantage of your kind heart.

He rested his hands on the smooth wooden banquet table, your hands have touched this table.. You had blessed it with your touch..

He couldn’t help but sit in top of the refectory furniture, leaning his face to rest on the cool surface of the table, his back arched and ass in the air,

He panted as his hands slowly rubbed down his body, gripping his chest and sliding down to his waist,

He didn’t know when it happened but his clothes had been discarded and gathered on the clean carpet,

His nude body exposed to the biting cold air in the room, his hips gently bucked against the table, smearing clear slime on the once pristine table,

He shuddered at the contrasting cold against his burning hot erection, his hands groped his own chest, fingers squeezing his sensitive nipples,

Tears gathered in his eyes from the mix of searing pain and overbearing pleasure, he had a few clothespins earlier.. Maybe those could make do for some clamps,

His manor was far off, acres away from other mansions, so he could let the windows uncovered and no one would see him,

Unfiltered sun rays bled into the dining hall, covering Alejandro in a golden lighting, his soft skin sheening with sweat,

His legs spread as his slim fingers entered his eager hole, finger pads prodded inside his gummy walls, lewd squelching sounds loud and clear,

He moaned loudly, if the house wasn’t vacant and actually had any habitants, he would be sure everyone would hear his sounds,

He imagined that instead of his own fingers they would be yours, kissing his prostate with the tips when you flexed your joints,

“Mmmmghh!” His back arched lifting itself from the cold table,

Not fair, it was not fair, this wasn’t enough, he hated it, why wouldn’t his fingers please him as well as you did? 

He wanted you, he needed you inside him, thrusting into him so hard that his guts would remember the shape of your fingers, so hard that you could re-arrange his insides,

He bit his lips, hard. Small droplets of scarlet dying the inside of his mouth red, the same liquid starting to drip down his chin,

Then he came, unsatisfyingly so, it was the most unpleasant orgasm he has ever experienced, it was always like this when you were away.. Only you were able to trigger pleasure in him,

Warm cum dirtied his lower stomach, he was still twitching and having spasms in his body, his hands shook as he brought his digits into his mouth, his tongue lapping up his own juices greedily,

He missed you, he missed you so so much..

He whined as he cleaned up his mess, getting off the table slowly, his legs still trembling from his recent high,

He slowly dragged himself to the living room, holding onto the walls and door ways,

He took in every single detail of the living room, book cases, small coffee tables, your chair— wait.. Your chair!

He limped towards the stuffed furniture, his erection coming back quickly and painfully, he breathed out small puffs of air,

He stumbled onto his knees, gently gripping the armrest of the small cushions, his nails dug into the soft material as he hoisted himself up,

Sitting on the armrest, the rough texture of the couch like chair being pleasurably painful against the tip of his cock,

He lazily grinder against the cushion, being careful not to hurt himself with the chair’s uncomfortable material,

He would hump your lap like a desperate dog, nothing but praises and thankful mutters being audible, his mind could only come up with images of your face and how your hands would rest on his hips so perfectly, scratching at the protruding bones of his iliac crest,

The intensity of speed drastically increased as he chased his high, his teeth chipping at the scab forming on his lip from earlier,

“Ah!— Ah! Aaa~”

He gasped and whimpered as he came for a second time, this time around being slightly better than the last,

He had scraped the scab off his lip, fresh stream of blood painting his lips a bright rouge, only if you were there you could lick his blood off his lips..

He stared at the floor, it had been a few hours.. four? Maybe five.. He can’t tell, he has no idea how he made it this long without you, well— without you physically, because you were always in his brain, 

It was like you had your own section of brain in his head, always chipping away at his thoughts, not that he cared or was bothered by it.

He didn’t know what else’s to do when you weren’t home, his world revolved around you, he had been wandering around his whole life- Until he found you.

He found his clothes and slowly put them on, maybe making dinner would help him distract himself from the void in his chest,

He finished chopping the vegetables, gently sliding the knife into the knife block again,

He cherishes that specific knife, it was the first thing that made him snap, or like he preferred to call it, a wake up call, it was what helped him realize that Ume would never satisfy him,

He took extra care of that knife.

He walked up the steps of the stair case, his hand smoothing over the wooden railing, he had debated a few times to push Ume over that same railing, he could have said that it was an accident and that she snapped her neck because of the fall,

He chuckled darkly at the image of her neck twisted into an unnatural position, her eyes wide and full of one emotion, betrayal.

He sighed happily at the idea of murdering her, maybe one day, he wouldn’t want you to find out about his homicidal thoughts, you would become scared of him if you were aware of what truly went on inside his head when he wasn’t thinking of you.

You exhaled tiredly, knocking on the large front door a few times, you tapped your shoe against the stone floor as you waited for the door to open and for your lovely boyfriend to greet you,

You waited and waited, soon coming to a realization that no one would come, 

Your heart squeezed in worry and doubt, had something happened and Alejandro was hurt?

You started to panic, shoving your hand into your messenger bag you dug around in the contents, trying to feel for your keys,

You put the key in the lock and twisted it frantically, pushing the door open you walked into the first place you thought he could be in,

The kitchen.

You left your things hung on a hook as you kicked off your shoes and started running towards the kitchen, stopping at the diner table when you saw that it was vacant,

As soon as your hand landed on the wood you touched something wet, you flinched at the strange sensation and instinctively stuck your hand to your side,

You pressed your fingers together then proceeded to separate them, what seemed to be clear slime lathered the tips of your fingers, a thin string connecting the viscous substance,

You raised a brow at it and cleaned it up with a napkin, throwing it away before starting to venture throughout the manor,

You ran through the house, seeing that Alejandro wasn’t in any of the rooms on the first floor, you had begun to worry, had he gone out and didn’t tell you?

You rushed up the stairs, missing a step and almost bashing your head into the wood, you got up from your knees and made your way up the stairs,

You reached the top of the stair case, holding the railing you couldn’t help but look down, your stomach doing a barrel roll inside your body,

You blinked a few times, trying to focus yourself on your actual goal, finding where Alejandro was.

You walked into the first room you saw, being your shared bedroom, your hand rested on the door knob,

Just as you were about to twist the metal you could hear muffled buzzing from the inside of the room, the bed creaking inside the room.

What the hell is going on? 

You opened the door expecting the worst, your eyes widened as you finally found your boyfriend, a flush spreading across your face, heat burning up your cheeks and ears,

Alejandro sat on the bed, sprawled prettily over the messy sheets, a wet spot forming under him, you could see the slick that clung onto his thighs, his cheeks heated, rivaling the reddest of roses,

His sharp eyes looked crazed, gazing lovingly at you from under his long eyelashes, he looked so perfect, even while being disheveled and sweaty he still looked unreal, his long dark lavender hair shining under the setting sun,

Your eyes just had to wander down further, your eyes widened further at what he was wearing, red lingerie—Female lingerie,

the lace barely covered anything up, leaving most of his body to little to no imagination, Alejandro was slim and tall, yet he looked so good.. Your mouth hung ajar as you stared at him, your suit case thumped against the ground as your fingers unfurled from the handle,

The bralette highlighted the slight curve of his chest perfectly, the metal armature wires helping his tits seem rounder and fuller,

Your mouth watered at the thought of fondling and sucking on them, you pulled at your collar shyly when he noticed your gaze, his hand slowly pulled the bralette down, giving you a full view of his chest, his nipples were perky and swollen, you could tell he was touching himself.

You had come to see that red really was his color.

The buzzing had been blocked out completely by how distracted you had been, you kept looking farther down.. Are those red lace Panties? Where did he get that?

the buzzing was coming from a vibrator pressed against his crotch, again, where did he get that?

“Love.. Join me-Hngh! Wi-Will you?~” he opened his legs for you, welcoming you into the bed and into his legs,

He took off the red undergarments painfully slow, teasing you so cruelly,

you didn’t know when, but your body acted in its own, and you found yourself eating him out like he was your last meal.

It seems that the lingerie Ume left behind suites him better than it ever suited her,

Alejandro couldn’t even think, his brain was overloaded with you, he couldn’t think anything else more but that he loved you, he wanted to be consumed by you,

The next morning his voice was hoarse and strained, he didn’t know that making llover with you would feel so good.

He gently put a cover over your form, his eyes soft and caring, he kissed your lips gently, swiping his tongue over your lips, he laughed softly, not even bothering to cover the maniac undertones to his laughter,

Everything is perfect, he loves you and you love him, he may love you too much to be normal, but he never felt love until you arrived,

And no one would take you away from him now.♡

[mayajadewrites]

Sweet Secret (Levi Ackerman x Reader)

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x F! Reader CEO Levi Ackerman coming in hot. I've been wanting to write a CEO Levi/Sugar daddy Levi story for a hot minute. Enjoy!

Summary: You needed a job. Ackerman Inc was hiring for an in house assistant for none other than the CEO: Levi Ackerman. He's known to be essentially the worst to work with, you decide to take the job and take on the challenge that is Levi Ackerman. Will your relationship remain professional, or will their be monetary value added to the stakes?

ao3

Chapter One: Opportunity

“Breathe. It’s just a job interview.” You take a deep breath just like your yoga instructor taught you. 

The economy is shit, much to your dismay. Being an adult isn’t what it’s cracked up to be. Just like many other people in the country, you’re applying to several jobs a day and receiving multiple rejection emails almost daily. 

Your last office job laid you off - they claimed it was for ‘budget reasons’ but who knows. During your latest job search, you found a listing for an ‘In House Assistant’ for Ackerman Inc. 

Ackerman Inc is known for their property management - they own much of the city and are continuing to grow. This job also supplies a place to live, who can say no to that? No rent, no utilities, and you’re getting paid.

You grew up in the city, so the skyscraper before you doesn’t scare you much. The windows are glossy, definitely freshly cleaned. 

You take your first step into the building.

“One step at a time.” You say to yourself. The doors automatically open and you’re greeted by an auburn haired receptionist. 

“Good morning! How may I help you?” Her attitude is cheerful as her hair follows her head movements.

“Good morning. I’m here for an interview for the in home assistant position.” You hold your bag close to you.

“Amazing! And you’re early. Mr. Ackerman will love that. My name is Petra, I’m the receptionist here at Ackerman Inc.” She reaches her hand out.

You tell her your name and shake her hand gently. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“Let me take you up to the conference room, Mr. Ackerman should be in shortly.”

Walking through the halls of Ackerman Inc makes you feel like you’re in a museum. Awards strategically placed on the wall, aesthetically pleasing paintings lining hallways, and not a speck of dust in site.

“Here we are!” Petra opens the door for you. “Would you like any coffee? Tea?”

“I’m okay, thank you though.” You take a seat at the long conference table. You’re too nervous to drink or drink anything before an interview. 

You look down at your fingertips, your well manicured nails shining against the overhead lights. You’re happy you went with OPI’s bubble bath nail polish shade, you think to yourself.

Soon the door opens and you see a man with a strong stature paired with jet black hair walk through. You immediately tense as you fix your posture  and stand up to greet him. 

“Hi, it’s so nice to meet you. My name is-“ You hold your hand out.

“I know your name.” The man glances at you before he sits down. “I’m Levi Ackerman, the CEO of Ackerman Inc. I’m gonna cut to the chase for this, because I need an assistant asap.” 

You nod your head as you listen to Mr. Ackerman. He shuffles through the papers in his hand, pulling out a laminated copy of your resume.

“Your resume looks great. How do you feel about cleanliness?”

“I appreciate a clean environment, sir.” 

“That doesn’t answer my question.” His half lidded eyes meet yours. His eyes are a blue-gray. You take note that they match his grey pressed suit that was definitely recently dry-cleaned and ironed.

“I clean every day. I’m not sure how you want me to answer that. I’m a clean person.”

Levi only nods as he places your resume on the table gently. 

“This position requires you to work at my home, work here, basically anywhere I am.” Levi taps his index finger on the table. “It’s a 24/7 job since I work 24/7. You’ll get days off, but they’re almost like on call shifts. If I need you, I need you.” 

You nod in response. “That sounds okay.”

“You’ll have to move in asap as I need you to start this Monday. How does that work for you?”

“I can have my stuff ready tomorrow morning.” 

“Congrats, you have a job.” Levi stands up and grabs his papers that were on the table previously. He pulls out his wallet - a designer one at that. He hands you a business card that’s nestled between his middle and index finger. “Call me tomorrow when your stuff is ready. I’ll have movers bring it over.”

“Thank you Mr. Ackerman.” 

Levi nods as he leaves the room. You can’t help but watch him through the glass windows as he makes his way to the elevator. His demeanor is… cold. He didn’t ask too many questions, which makes you think he already did his research on you. 

But hey, a job is a job and the pay is better than your last one.

Why did he need an assistant so quickly though?

As you walk out of Ackerman Inc, your phone buzzes in your purse. You see your little sister’s name across the screen.

“How did your job interview go!” She says enthusiastically.

“I got the job. I start Monday.” 

“Is Mr. Ackerman hot?” 

“Alexis!” You roll your eyes. “He’s my boss now so I have no… opinions about his looks.” You lie. He’s obviously attractive. But he’s your boss - therefore forbidden.

“You can think your boss is hot. A lot of people fuck their coworkers.”

You roll your eyes at her statement. “Bye, Lex.”

“Love you!” She sings before hanging up the phone.

Your little sister, Alexis, is more like your daughter at this point. You’ve been on your own since you were 16 and Alexis was 6. Your parents are addicts that could not care less if you lived or died, so you took your sister and ran. 

You haven’t seen them in 12 years and don’t plan on seeing them ever again.

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The reason you could move in so quickly to Mr. Ackerman’s house is because you’ve been couch surfing for the last 4 months. Alexis for once has a stable job and lives with a roommate, so you were on your own.

As you entered your friends apartment, you took a deep breath. This will be your last sleep here. You won’t have to burden anyone anymore.

“Hey! How’d your interview go?” Ymir, your best friend, emerged from the kitchen. Her girlfriend, Historia followed behind her.

“I got the job!” You smiled. “I’ll be moving in tomorrow morning.”

“Where did you get the job again?” Historia tilted her head.

“Ackerman Inc.” You watched as she typed the name into the search bar.

“Wow, THE Ackerman Inc!” Her eyes got wide as she kept reading. “Did you… read the reviews about the CEO?”

“Levi Ackerman? No I didn’t. Why?”

Historia said nothing and handed her phone to you.

While the pay is great, Levi Ackerman is the biggest dickhead I’ve ever met.

Be careful applying to this place. The CEO, Levi Ackerman, has no soul. No heart. 

Do yourself a favor and steer clear of Ackerman Inc. It’s not worth it to deal with the king of assholes - Levi Ackerman.

You sigh and hand the phone back to Historia. “It’s too late. I need a job and it provides housing.”

“You always have a place here.” Ymir wrapped you into a hug. “We love having you live with us.” 

“Thank you.” You hug Ymir. “I appreciate you so much. But I’ll be out of your hair soon.” You walk to your ‘bed’ which is the living room couch. You gather some of your knick knacks and shoved them in your tote bag.

You barely had anything to your name. Just a few outfits for interviews, your laptop, phone, and various chargers. Unemployment only helped with so much.

As you look up into the TV, you take a sigh of relief.

You have a job. This is the start of your new beginning.

You pull your phone out and text the number that’s on the business card that Mr. Ackerman gave you. 

> I’ll be ready by 10 AM. Here’s my address.

You received a text back rather quickly. 

The movers will be there at 10. <

> Honestly, I don’t need movers. I only have 1 bag.

You stared at the screen as the three dots appeared on the screen. You felt butterflies flutter in your stomach. Does he think you’re pathetic? That you have nothing to your name? 

I’ll pick you up at 10. Do not make me wait. <

> Of course.

You think to yourself, why would he come pick you up himself? Surely he has people to do that for him. 

Oh well. 

[unholytrinityrpf]

Heavy 🩸 themes! Maybe ⚠️ though not sure if it counts under it. Also okay with 🍪, 🧑‍🧑‍🧒‍🧒, and 🐾! 21 y/o Queer mun looking for 21+ Fandomless Dead Dove Discord Rp! M x M or Masc x Masc only! All my characters are transmasc and or transmen just a forewarning! So that being said, trans characters welcome ofc! The more queer the better! Buzzwords for what I’m looking for are: mutual toxicity/abuse, non/dub con, age gaps, heavy crime/violence, gang and or mafia themes especially is a must, and dystopians. ( I do have a specific idea in mind for a dystopian, will elaborate in dm’s just ask! ) Open to Omegaverse, Hybrids, Monsters, Post Apocalyptic, or Modern Fantasy! Love Apocalyptic stuff especially! To cut to the chase, this will be multi muse, I have 3 characters I’d like to involve in this plot, all within the constraints of the same mafia and gang unit. Looking to mainly use Characters One as a main with the other two as side characters or with ships if it fits. Primarily muse Characters One and Two.

My writing is primarily Novella, but I can go for Lazy Lit. 3rd Person POV and varying between past and present tense, can fixate to one if preferred. Usually write between 600 - 1,200 words. Can be medium paced, but absolutely okay with fast or slow replies. Down with any smut/plot ratio but always prefer to have a detailed and thought out plot or background. Open to all ideas you may have!

Character One, and my main, is the young loyal attack/guard dog to the groups leader. He’s small but deadly, skilled in fighting, and refuses to give up even if he’s beat. He works in a fight club. He’s a spitfire with a bad attitude, always lashing out. He’s untrusting & jumpy like a cornered animal. He’s reserved in the sense he doesn’t like or trust people. He’s best with weapons but that doesn’t stop him from fist fights. He’s 20-21 default, transmasc and gay, 5’0” and a pierced up little punk. He’s loyal to the leader… for now. ( Verse Bottom for smut. Doesn’t use a strap, fingers only kinda guy. Can be an eager to please top, a brat or be obedient. )

Character Two is the other right hand man and loyal attack/guard dog for the leader. He’s a known charmer, but he’s a crude and perverse manwhore with a sadomasochistic streak to him. They love to fuck and fight and party. He can’t commit to any relationship. They’re very sociable. He’s a tank when it comes to fighting. He’s often paired up with Character One because they’re opposites and compliment each other but also because they’re most trusted by their boss. They’re 25 default, masc queer, 5’8” and an absolute dog with a devilish smile. ( Verse Switch for smut. He can be anything you need him to be. )

Character Three is the gang/mafia leader. He’s cold, callous, sadistic, and violent. Very short tempered and very paranoid and distrusting. He’s not afraid to use or sacrifice anyone around him to climb to the top. He’s blood thirsty and power hungry. It’s how he runs his empire. Only his loyal dogs can calm him down along with an ex who won’t be in the picture. While he’s cruel, he is fair in how he runs things until crossed. He’s 30 default, 6’2”, transmale and gay, he’s a king who runs with an iron fist. ( Strict top for smut but always down for forced bottoming or eventually him trusting enough to bottom. )

Looking for characters who are also heavily involved in crime, gangs, or mafia. Love assholes, scumbags, toxic, sadists, short tempers, players, rugged types, etc. Rival gang/mafia members or leaders would be fun! Always down for pimps, drug dealers, back street doctors, and cops whether dirty/clean! Fine with slow burn or jumping straight into relationships. We can talk more plot ideas when I hear about your characters so this isn’t too long because it’s long as is ik.

If you’ve read through all that and are still interested, leave a like and I’ll get to you asap!

If interested, please like this post. 🙏

[chewbokachoi]

ew real life

I have more or less tackled the final box from my ex. It was just a fuckton of the tea that got left behind, the cast iron skillet (I can make pizza again hooray), and my binder full of what remains of my writing notes from like....8th grade~a little after high school.

I don't think what would have been our 14th anniversary really phased me. It was a date that was busy with work things and then getting told "Yup you be bendy" by a specialist.

But maybe it is hitting me just in different, dumber ways.

Honestly, it was the beginning of the end when I was in NYC visiting family because while chatting with my sister, she commented on somebody she worked with who was in a situation of "found the perfect person and both really liked each other but it was the worst time." Thus, my sister's coworker never got to be with the woman who he was a perfect match for and vice versa.

The fact fact that I was like "HAH people being in love what a concept" was when I realized (but denied like a fucking moron) Oh my god I need out of this "relationship" ASAP.

Anyway, salty lemon juice in the wounds--and maybe it's just the stupid mood swings we're trying to track and calibrate--guess who found somebody that seems to actually be the most compatible? 🙃

I'm doing the smart thing, don't worry. 5 months is not enough time, and I'm still actually enjoying being on my own and being me again.

It's just rather annoying, and a part of me is hoping this can just be used as more data for figuring out the mood swings. It would not surprise me in the least if what's going on is just some stupid "up" state. If I sit and be logical about it for 5mins, that seems to help realign me. Mostly. Admittedly, the best way to deal with it is to probably just go "Yup. I see you feelings. Run along now--I'd like to write about sad angsty ninjas, please." Accept and acknowledge the feelings are there but not hit them with a shovel and bury them.

And quite frankly, he is so mild-mannered and nice he should be with somebody who isn't a firecracker on a "calm" day.

[germiyahu]

https://twitter.com/gaza_report/status/1752217988588048397

The Ahrar Gaza group which is said to be organizing recent protests calling on Hamas to stop the fighting, announced that one of its main organizers, Mohamed Abdel Salam Abu Tabaneh, was arrested in Rafah by Hamas, where he was tortured to death, and he died yesterday in custody

Let us uplift Palestinian voices on the ground calling for lasting peace solutions.

I know I'm orders of magnitude less qualified to run any country, much less Israel, than a literal child buffoon like Netanyahu and his traveling circus. That said...

If I were in charge of Israel, I would be expending more than zero effort on what the exit strategy looks like. That includes keeping a close eye on the situation in Rafah/Gaza as a whole. You want someone to step in and run the strip after you "destroy" Hamas? Listen to the people. Find emerging voices like these people and foster them to become leaders.

You want to do everything in your power to make sure a non extremist government quickly and efficiently consolidates power in a way that makes the people of Gaza happy, that Arab leaders consider legitimate, and that you can see yourself working with in the future. And I don't mean installing puppets, that's the last thing you want to do. The Gazans who are meant to lead Gaza will not like Israel, they won't be mindless cheerleaders doing Israel's bidding. But they'll have to work with Israel regardless. They could be frenemies.

Begging Fatah to try to take over Gaza is basically a nonstarter. Their hold on power is already weak enough as it is in the West Bank, and they're not exactly committed to peace much more than Hamas is. You want new faces and new voices. You want something grassroots, pro People, pro democracy, pro coexistence. Maybe we'll get actual real Leftist governance in Gaza.

This will almost certainly require a government change in Israel as well, which is nigh guaranteed to happen as soon as an election can be called. And then Israel needs to recognize a new government in Gaza and get the West on board ASAP, and that might mean recognizing Gaza as a sovereign nation without the rest of Palestine. The details can always be ironed out later. They could always vote to join an independent West Bank. That's up to them.

You can't negotiate with Hamas, they're not interested. You can't negotiate with a chaotic power vacuum where there are no clear leaders. You can't negotiate with Fatah, that just leads to more of the same. Israel and Gaza need new leaders. Gazans are demonstrating that they are political and they are motivated. Pay attention. They, the actual People, won't exactly have the warmest relationship with Israel but if it's a functional relationship that is so many leaps and bounds above what is going on currently that it's completely worth it.

Israel and the international community should do more to protect these protestors, offer them assistance and guidance. Help them organize. Give them support but don't seek out sycophants. You definitely don't want to occupy Gaza and you certainly don't want to look like you're pulling the strings once you pull the troops out. You don't want to look like you're choosing someone for Gazans and grooming them to lead. You want this to happen as organically as possible.

It's a delicate situation but if Israel had a talented and competent leader with integrity and morals... well this whole war could have been avoided... but I think it's safe to say that no one trusts Netanyahu's "plan" for what happens to Gaza after the war. Hamas is actively trying to eliminate any strong voices of opposition because they're terrified of this very outcome. Of a true People's Revolution... against them. They have to snuff out any potential leaders who want them gone, because those people would be willing to sit at a table with Israel. Negotiation and compromise and mutual respect is antithetical to Hamas' strategy and philosophy.

[bteezxyewriter12]

Lie to Me/ 2

Pairing- Mingi x Named Reader

Word count- 3.8k

Includes- angst, wall sex, riding, missionary, oral, pussy eating, cum eating, multiple orgasms, a quote from Buffy the vampire slayer because I'm a total dork (lemme know if you catch it)

Tag List- @mingtina @jaxxmine @yeosayang @delightfulmoonbanana @tannie13 @y00nzin0 @marsstarxhwa

@yeosxxx @seokwoosmole @jjongsbebe @wisejudgedragonhairdo @meowmeowminnie @woo-stars @borntowalkaway @usagionthered @san-realblkwife @seonghwasstar @jejeyeppeo @soulseobi05 @kpop-bambi

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One month later

Mingi POV

Ripping the page out of my notebook, I crumple it then throw it across my room

"Arg!", I yell, tossing my pen on the useless notebook

All the lyrics I'm writing are garbage

I can't think of anything, can't get the words to go together

All I can think of is her

Which is fucking ironic as I'm the one who broke it off with her

It's just ever since we slept together again, she's all that's on my mind

And I don't know what I'm feeling or why I keep thinking about her

Her and I weren't working anymore

I wasn't feeling it or her

Instead of feeling excited to see her I was dreading it

I stopped seeing her often, claiming I was busy with ATEEZ

Any time she said I love you to me I didn't want to say it but forced myself too

All that told me that I don't love her and I needed to end our relationship

The few weeks we were apart I didn't think of her

I was fine

Then she came here, we did what we did and now I'm not sure of anything

Wondering if I made a huge mistake

Wondering and hoping this will pass

I don't think it will

I think I should talk to her, see if seeing her again does anything

That is if she'll talk to me

I know I broke her heart

I didn't want to, I didn't want to hurt her

She was a really amazing girlfriend when things were good, always supporting me, understanding of the idol life, encouraging me with everything

She was there by my side when I went on the hiatus, helping me with everything from driving me to appointments to just holding me for hours

And right now that's what I want

I want to feel her arms around me, her fingers in my hair, her voice softly telling me she loves me

I shake my head, trying to get the vision of just that out of my head

I need to stop

I did this, this is what I wanted

I just have to push these thoughts out of my mind

I'll get over it

Picking up my pen, I'm determined to write at least one verse of a song

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Two days later

Walking around her school, I look in all the fields and grassy areas, looking for her

I finally caved and decided to try to talk to her, if she'll agree

Thinking about her is getting ridiculous and now I'm even dreaming about her

Hopefully talking to her will stop it

I already tried her apartment before I realized it's Wednesday and she has classes all day

I just don't know what building or when she actually has the classes

As I walk, I spot her walking towards a building across a field

I start walking towards her until I realize she's walking with someone

A guy

Who has his arm around her, her head leaning on his shoulder

I stop walking, jealousy I have no right to feel washing over me

And questions bombard my mind

Who is that?

Is he her boyfriend?

Or just a friend?

Why is she letting him put his arm around her?

Who is he?

And above all why am I feeling like this?

Why am I jealous?

I watch her enter the building with the guy and I snap out of my trance

I turn back around, all these mixed feelings swirling inside me

All I know is that I definitely have to talk to her

Asap

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Three days later

Knocking on her door, I hope she's here

She should be

It's Saturday and I waited until evening to go to her apartment to make sure she's off of work

I just hope that guy isn't in there with her

The sound of the lock on her door is turned and the door opens

My eyes land on hers and my heart immediately beats faster

"Mingi?", she breathes, her eyes wide, shock on her beautiful face, "What are you doing here?"

Talk, I tell myself

"Can we talk?", I ask

"Oh uh really?"

I nod, "Unless you're not alone right now-"

She raises her eyebrow, "Of course I'm alone. Why wouldn't I be?"

I shrug, thinking of that guy, "I don't know. Maybe a friend is here. Or a boyfriend"

"Uh no, no one is here. I'm studying for a midterm, so I'm not hanging with anyone for the next few days"

I nod, remembering how seriously she takes studying when tests are coming

She made time to see me but would study when I was working lyrics or when we were in the studio or I was doing a vlive and I respected that

"So uh...you want to come in?"

"Yeah", I answer

"Alright"

She opens the door more, stepping aside, letting me in

Closing the door, she locks it then turns to me

Her eyes meet mine and I fall into them

"So uh what do you-", she starts, walking towards her living room

Grabbing her hand, I stop her, turn her to me and press my lips against hers, shivers running up my spine

My god, her kiss feels so fucking good

Like it used to feel

Like I'm home, where I belong

I don't know what's going on but I want her

"Mingi", she says breaking the kiss

"Please", I whisper, softly touching her cheek, "One more time"

She stays silent, her eyes on mine for a few seconds

I know what I'm asking her

To be intimate with the person who broke her heart

I know it's a lot to ask

She nods once and that's all I need, crashing my lips to hers, pushing her against the wall, kissing her deeply, absolutely loving the way her tongue feels against mine

Her arms move around my neck and it feels right

Our hands move all over each other, clothes discarded quickly

Picking her up, her legs wrap around my waist as I lean her against the wall

She reaches between us, aligning my cock to her entrance

I move forward, slowly sinking into her, pleasure assaulting my body as I feel her tight pussy open around me

She's dripping wet, hugging my length tightly, sucking me in as I move

She feels perfect

I moan against her lips when I bottom out, feeling the soft pulses around my dick

"Baby, you feel so good", I murmur, pressing kisses to her neck

Holding onto her ass, I move out of her tight gripping hole feeling her suck on me so fucking pleasurably

"Mingi", she whines and I shove my cock right back in, reveling in the way she spreads open around me

I continue to move faster, her hole dripping, clenching, her soft moans in my ear as I keep my face against her neck

Her skin feels perfect against mine, soft and smooth, warm, her arms around my neck, feeling like that's where they belong

Because they do

Her fingers slide in my hair, tugging softly, her legs wrapped so tightly around me as I move into her again and again

Moving my hand from her ass, I reach between us, brushing against her clit

Her legs tighten as she moans my name louder, her cunt clenching hard around my dick

Fuck it feels amazing

I don't know how I thought I could give this up, give her up

I don't know what I was thinking

I wasn't, that much is clear

"Hold on to me tightly aegi", I tell her

I'm holding her with one hand, I don't want to drop her

Her arms tighten around my neck as I hike her higher on my waist

Rolling my hips, I plunge deeply into her waiting pussy, smashing her spot, my fingers rubbing her clit at the same time

"Oh god Mingi! Mingi!", she cries, her body shaking in my arms

"Yes baby, fuck", I moan, "Cum for me aegi. Fuck I want to feel it so bad. Please baby, cum for my cock"

"Mingi!", she yells, exploding on me, soaking my pelvis and my legs in squirt

"Yes, there we go baby", I moan as unbelievable pleasure hits my body, "Oh fuck yes baby girl. Keep coming for me"

I furiously rub her clit, keeping my cock buried inside her, wanting her orgasm to keep going

Her orgasm lasts for a little long than usual, giving me immense pleasure

Once she finishes, I pull her off the wall, carrying her to her room

Placing her on her bed, I press a kiss to her lips, wanting to feel her kiss me more than anything in this world

When she does, I'm so fucking happy

Her tongue moves against mine, deepening the kiss, her fingers threading through my hair

And I'm in fucking heaven

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I hold her against me as close as I can get

God I miss her

I didn't know I could miss someone this much

When the kiss ends, I move my lips to her neck, trailing kisses across her skin

Moving lower, I pepper kisses around her hard nipple then softly take it in my mouth, sucking

"Oh god", she moans, her hand gripping her sheets hard while I moan loudly, the feel of sucking on her so good

Switching to her other nipple, I suck hard, playing between both of her boobs for awhile

She whimpers, softly playing with my hair

Finally, I move from her boobs, kissing all over her pretty stomach

I want to bury my face in between her legs, crave to taste her cum but I force myself not to

Instead, I ask her, "Can I taste you again baby?"

I want her to say yes badly

I didn't get to go down on her maybe time and fuck, I've been dying to

"Yes", she whimpers

Moving lower, I open her legs wider, pressing my lips against her inner thigh

I spend a few minutes kissing each thigh, remembering how much I loved being down here

I used to live for eating her out

I swear I could do it for hours, making her cum against my tongue over and over

After the kisses, I finally look at her pretty pussy

"Fuck", I whimper, watching her tiny hole leak

I need to take her right now

Laying my tongue on her, I move it up, her sweet juice all over my mouth and tongue

I groan loudly tasting her again

Oh my fucking god so fucking good

I run my tongue quickly up and down, shoving my face into her pussy as much as I can

God, she feels so soft on my tongue, so wet it's soaking my mouth, my chin, running down my neck

Her loud cries of pleasure are music to my ears as I put her legs over my shoulders, gripping her thighs hard

Licking furiously, I slide my tongue between her pretty lips then back down to her pulsing hole

Circling her hole a few times, she whines my name loudly and I give her what she wants, shoving my tongue in as deep as I can

"Mingi! Yes! Fuck!"

Pulling my tongue out, I wiggle it back in, her pussy clenching around my tongue hard

One of her hands buried in my hair, the other grips my wrist hard

When I fuck my tongue in her again, her hips move into my face

"Again", I ask, fucking my tongue into her over and over

She keeps moving her hips against my mouth, helping me tongue fuck her

"Mingi! Mingi! Oh shit", she cries, coming around my tongue

Her delicious cum hits my taste buds and I groan loudly, finally getting the taste I crave

I let her cum all over my tongue, only pulling out when she finishes and cleaning her up

I drag my tongue up her cunt, flicking her clit

"Yes! Mingi, please baby!", she yells

Lapping at her clit, I move my tongue fast, feeling her bump throb on my tongue

My god that feels good

Wrapping my lips around her clit, I suck desperately on it, absolutely loving the way it feels in my mouth

She screams loudly, her body shuddering, my name the only thing coming from her mouth

Slurping around her bump, I close my eyes as I pleasure her, wanting nothing more than for her to cum

I want to please her, do whatever she wants, give her as much pleasure as she can take

"Mingi! I'm...I'm...Mingi", she cries, her body shuddering under me as she orgasms

I suck her through it, giving her pleasure until she finishes, then lick her cunt clean again, getting all the cream she gives me

Fucking amazing

Laying next to her, I kiss her cheek as she breathes deeply, her chest rising and falling rapidly

Gently running my fingers up and down her body, I feel her skin trembles as she catches her breath

She turns her head to me and I fall into her beautiful brown eyes

Moving closer, I capture her lips in a soft kiss

Her body turns to me as she kisses me back

I pull her on top of me, asking between kisses, "Ride me aegi. Please"

"Yeah Mingi", she says softly, pulling away and leaning on my chest

Holding my dick up for her, she sits on me, sinking down my length slowly

"Fuck fuck fuck", I moan, watching her swallow my cock, watching the pleasure in her face, her eyes closed, biting her lip

Fucking gorgeous

Her hips move, allowing her to wiggle down until she bottoms me out

She lets out a small cry of pleasure, rocking back and forth, her pussy holding my cock in a tight grip

I hold onto her hips, reminding myself to not hold her too tightly

It feels so fucking good but I don't want to hurt her

After a few minutes she changes movements, bouncing on me softly

She leans forward, both hands on my chest now, her breathing getting faster as she increases her speed

She's so fucking wet, all of it pooling in my lap

Her pretty pussy opens so well, sucking me back inside, her hole splitting open the more my cock gets inside her

"Fuck", she whines, moving so fast, bottoming me out with every movement

And she's going hard, plunging me inside her so deeply, right into her spot

"Feels good baby?", I ask

She nods, "Always Mingi. Feels good for you?"

"Always", I tell her truthfully

Moving my eyes down, I suck in a breath seeing her cream pour out of her, the thick sticky mess clinging onto my cock, her pussy coating me more and more with every bounce

It's so pretty

She's fucking pretty

I can't believe I gave this up, gave her up

I'm an idiot

She sits up, holding onto my wrists as she moves

I don't know where to look

Her jiggling boobs, her pussy leaving my cock a mess before she takes me back in, her stunning face or the sweat rolling down her body

"Fuck aegi, you're so fucking beautiful", I gape

Her eyes look down at me, her cheeks pink in a blush

"You're beautiful too Mingi", she says softly

I know she really thinks that

She used to say it all the time

"Not as much as you baby", I murmur, "You're perfect"

She blushes and as I watch her ride me I realize that I fucking love her so much

It hits me so hard that it takes my breath away

I never fell out of love with her like I thought

In fact I'm more in love with her than I was before

And now I'm eating every word I said to her

I'm a massive idiot

I hurt her so much for nothing

I didn't try to fix anything with her, I just left and I shouldn't have

I'm regretting it so much right now

I don't know what to do

If I should tell her, apologize, beg for her to take me back

Or should I wait a day or two before talking to her again?

Would she even take me back?

I don't know and that scares me

"Mingi, are you ok?", she asks, looking down at me

She stopped moving, concern on her face

"Do you want me to stop?"

No, never

I never want her to stop

"No aegi"

Sitting up, I crash my lips to hers, turning us and moving on top of her

I hold her to me tightly as I move my hips, thrusting in and out of her

Her hand grip my back hard, moving along my muscles as I move, her fingers sending sparks of fire along every nerve she touches

She doesn't stop kissing me, her tongue against mine, pressing her body right against mine

I'm in so much pleasure, my brain is turning off

There's nothing in my head but her

Her cunt clenches hard around me as she breaks the kiss, moaning my name softly as she climaxes

I watch her head push back into the pillow, pleasure all over her face as ecstasy explodes through me

I sheath my length inside her, shooting my cum deep inside her spasming pussy

"Oh fuck Joanne, baby fuck", I cry burying my face in her neck, "Fuck aegi, it feels so good. You feel so good. Fuck"

I let the pleasure wash over me as I finish, then slowly pull out

Looking down at her, I just can't believe how gorgeous she is

She opens her eyes, focusing on me and I just blurt it out

"I love you"

She looks taken aback but then sadness falls on her face

"No you don't", she says, a sad smile forming, "But thanks for saying it"

"No Jo-"

"Mingi", she says, softly touching my cheek, "You don't have to lie anymore. I know ok?"

I shake my head because she doesn't know

She doesn't know I made an enormous mistake by letting her go

"I'm not lying baby", I tell her, "I love you so fucking much"

Confusion falls on her face as she says, "I don't understand Mingi. That's not what you said before"

"I know Jo but what I said before...when I ended things...I was so wrong aegi"

"You were wrong?"

I nod, "I'm sorry I hurt you baby. I'm sorry I said those things to you. I'm sorry it took me so long to see...I love you and I need you. I miss you so fucking much. Please baby, take me back"

She moves to sit up and I move back, sitting up as well

She pulls the blanket over her, covering herself as if I wasn't just all over her

"Take you back? Are you....is this a joke?"

"N-"

"Because it's really not funny if it is"

"It's not a joke", I swear, "It's not. I love you. I...I haveng been able to stop thinking about you. Not since last time we were together"

"That doesn't mean you love me Mingi. That just means what you feel is sexual towards me"

"No baby", I shake my head, "It's more than that. When I say I think about you it's not just about sex. I think of your smile all the time. Your eyes. Your laugh. Your voice. How it feels to hold you. How much I miss you. And all I want is you next to me"

She looks so unsure and it's my fault, "I don't...I don't know.."

"When I kissed you when I first got here, I got the overwhelming feeling I'm back where I belong", I confess, "This while time I felt like that. Like I'm supposed to be with you. Because I am aegi"

"You say that now Mingi. But what's to stop you from leaving again. Nothing. And I can't handle another break up. I...I don't think it will work"

My heart is beating in my chest as it cracks, tears welling in my eyes

I know it serves me right to feel this way, to have her say this to me but I don't want to let her go

I did before and it was the worst decision of my life

I hope she gives me another chance..unless that guy I saw her with is her boyfriend

"Jo, the other day...I saw you at your school with a guy. Is that your boy-"

"He's my best friend. I told you about him. Jae. I was crying and he was trying to make me feel better"

I sigh in relief

Thank god

"Why were you at my school?", she asks

I blush realizing that I may sound creepy telling her

"I uh...I went there to talk to you. I was waiting to see if the feelings for you would go away but they didn't. I couldn't take it anymore and I wanted to find you and beg you to take me back"

"Oh", she says, surprise on her face as she falls silent

"Jo, please. I swear I'll make everything up to you. I'm so sorry for putting you through this but I swear I'll spend the rest of my life showing you you're the one I want. I'll do anything you want. I'll get on my knees and beg you baby. Please, please take me back"

She hesitates, staying quiet for a few agonizing minutes

"Are you sure of your feelings?"

"One hundred percent", I nod

I know I was a massive idiot but I know how I feel

I love her

I want her

"I want you to be sure Mingi. Because of I say yes and you leave me again don't even think of coming back. If there's a next time I won't take you back no matter how much I love you"

I nod, "I understand aegi. I'm not leaving you again. I love you so much, I want only you. I swear"

She looks at me for a few seconds, then nods, "Alright"

Hope flutters in my chest, "Yes? You're mine again? I'm yours?"

She nods, "Yeah"

I can't hold back the huge smile that breaks on my face as I pull her into my arms, hugging her tightly as I kiss her hard

"I love you", I tell her between kisses, "I love you"

She giggles, pressing kisses to my lips over ans over, "I love you Mingi"

I let those words wash over me, joy filling my entire being

I never thought I'd hear her say that again

"I love you Jo. I'm so happy baby. Fuck you have no idea"

"I do baby. Believe me I know", she smiles

Yeah she does

She never stopped loving me and she's just as happy as I am that we're back together

I kiss her nose, asking, "Can I hold you aegi?"

She laughs, "You better baby"

Immediately, I lay down, pulling her with me

She lays her head on my chest, my arms encircling her tightly as we cuddle into each other

"Oh yeah", I gush, "This is exactly what I wanted"

"Yeah?", she laughs again

"Yeah baby. This is what I was missing and fuck it feels so good to have you back in my arms"

"It feels good being back Mingi. I missed you so much"

"I missed you too aegi but you don't have to miss me anymore. I'm yours and I'm staying yours", I promise

"I'm yours Mingi. I always was"

"I know baby. I love you"

"I love you too"

I'm never letting her go again

I realized what I have and I'll never be that stupid again

[freezegirl]

c/k verse bullet points because i can't recall what i wrote down last time, if i ever did so here we go again, one more time: - she's not really in s.am's friend group (i.e. y.asmin and m.oon and later a.isha) but she's popular enough to be 'friend adjacent'. - kie doesn't give a fuck about the karate war. she thinks m.oon is right. all those old, white men need to go to therapy, asap, and stop projecting their trauma onto those kids. - her nickname f/reeze g/irl partially comes from the fact that k/yler asked her out once - she said no - and partially from the bullet point above. - her parents want her to get lessons from d.aniel after she took self defense classes as a kid at moorpark karate, focusing mostly on adimurai but so far, she's done a pretty good job at staying out of all of it, preferring snow and ice to the company of people. - respects c.hozen (whom she's not met, officially) the most out of all the senseis but if forced to pick between d.aniel and j.ohnny, it's d.aniel every time. (but also: lark > everyone else / @himbohotel!) - a.manda definitely knows the goossens family and i want to go as far to say that l.arusso a.uto was featured in the fabulous lives of superhero wives in some form or capacity (which, yes, the title of this reality tv show is, indeed, ironic considering kie doesn't have her snow/ice powers in this verse). - kie is polite to a.manda whenever they meet but that's as far as their relationship goes. as for a.nthony: she feels for him, it must be tough to navigate his family dynamic. - also, yes, this girl is, indeed, the biggest k.umiko stan you will meet. - does snow sculpting and figure skating from pre show and s1 onwards and when s6 happens, kie comes with them all because she's got an international figure skating competition of her own to deal with. - nicknames for the karate kids: chidiya for h.awk / @mskwtz which is obvious; maharani for t.ory / @queencvbra; she's still thinking about one for m.iguel that isn't miggy / @proveagain.

[bohemian-nights]

"...but why should she even be Valyrian? I'm terribly afraid that the point keeps going over your head"

She is of valyrian blood. What sort of racist shit are you saying? A black/brown woman can't have valyrian blood because of their skin color??? This argument is inherently racist and has been called out in the fandom already. Don't you wonder why it's Netty whose valyrian heritage gets questioned and not Addam/Alyn? George is already hinting at the racism yet here you are parroting the same racist shit. George literally wrote Brown Ben Plumm, the same guy whose Dany's dragons are comfortable with, as having valyrian blood. He wrote lores about dragonriding. Nettles is a dragonseed. You talk against racism but speak like a racist.

You sent me this and two other anonymous messages within an hour of each other(each sounding more ridiculous than the last).

It’s clear that you are spiraling and have a bad case of I’m not listening disorder, therefore this will be the last time that I respond to your unhinged rants.

This is how you(and the others who parrot this garbage) sound when you say Nettles’ fantastically brilliant Black self(don’t think I can’t see you still trying to be slick about her race) can’t be a non-Valyrian dragonrider: “How dare you say Black girls are pretty/talented/smart. Only non-Black girls are pretty/talented/smart and if you say otherwise you are a liar who doesn’t respect her betters.”

That’s the exact logic you are using Miss I’m not a racist, you are the real racist 🙃 GRRM isn’t writing this story to tell us how special the Targs are and that Targ supremacy is justified, but you are more than welcome to think that if you can’t handle the fact that a Black non-Valyrian girl was able to claim and tame a wild dragon🤷🏽‍♀️

According to GRRM, Nettles is a legal adult while Rhaenyra is a minor when they begin their respective relationships with Daemon. Additionally, Daemon has known Rhaenyra since she was a child and she’s his niece. He only knew Nettles when she was a legal consenting adult who could’ve gotten herself the hell out of dodge if she wanted to.

There is no way a smart girl like Netty who found it preferable to be homeless than be used by men for their pleasure would stay where she didn’t want to be. No matter how much you go on about it, Dettles≠Dumbnyra, and yes, a racist white woman is the villain here(last time I checked CSA doesn't make you into a racist and it doesn't excuse trying to make a pregnant woman into a hate crime statistics. She's a victim of Daemon, but she's a villain to Nettles. She’s responsible for her own actions here)🤷🏽‍♀️

Calling me a “white male worshipper” is ironic considering I’ve had someone accuse me of “only wanting to put Black women with Black men” due to shipping Baela and Alyn rather than Baela and Jace. It can’t be both so I need someone to tell me ASAP(no Rocky) which one is it.

So now you care about Black women 🙃 I like Baegon in an AU setting where Aegon knows how to act right, not how he is in show/book canon. Laughable that you actually think I’m using Baela as a proxy(or any of these ladies) to lust over Aegon of all characters 🫠Like I said, you are unhinged.

If anyone wants to know the fastest way you’ll get blocked by me it’s this(being butthurt you got called out so now you have descended into spamming me with your drivel).

[faebriel]

i’m in the midst of death note brainrot (again) and would love to hear your thoughts on misa’s character

I WAS LITERALLY SAYING THE OTHER DAY TO MY PARTNER THAT I CAN FEEL AN AUTUMN DEATH NOTE REWATCH COMING ON..... maybe maybe maybe

misa is so freaking fascinating to me!! maybe next death note rewatch will be an extra special misa focus edition 🔍 she's just so fucked up in such a fun way that tbh i kind of feel is a missed opportunity, especially in the latter half of the story (the anime at least - haven't read the manga). she's so self-centred and i love that for her. her motivation to be kira pours from her own heart. while light has never personally suffered at the hands of crime afaik, misa very much has - both her family's deaths and her own being attached. her devotion to the cause is not just for the sake of saving the world but for saving herself, back on that night. it's like this vicarious way she can get back at "criminals" because she couldn't prevent her own family dying. it's ground into her!! that is the kind of experience you can't just shake out of her!! you can set misa on any path away from kira and i truly think she would barrel right onto it because the existence of kira gives her those warm and fuzzy feelings of retribution or maybe even safety that just like, filters right into her obsessive love for light

i like that even though she's clearly devoted to light, she's still an independent operator (well as much as the writing allows at certain times. eyeroll). i think light's whole attitude around "managing" her approach to being kira is so fkn illustrative of the derision with which he views a lot of people lol. there's something so interesting about how he views misa as impulsive and emotionally driven, so she's deranged, but obviously he is different even though their core beliefs are the same. like you might be using strategy but your goal is the same. idk

YOTSUBA ARC MISA AND POST TIMESKIP MISA ARE SO SPECIAL TO ME PERSONALLY. yotsuba arc because i'm like. oh my god the fact that she is not given ANY narrative space to either literally or metaphorically beat L's ass is a fucking choice BUT the fact that her dislike of him seems to come out as purely petty spats while he and light are chained together is so fucking funny. hater arc, but also, you could write a 9k character study unpacking all of this. it all kind of loops around to this iron-clad optimism that everything is somehow gonna turn out alright... and at that point in time, she doesn't even know how much shit she's gotten herself into. i do really really love that moment in this arc where misa gets her memories back after visiting the tower (when matsuda falls off a balcony. you know the one) but light doesn't have his and L is not even clued into what's happened. and light so so so wants to catch kira and clear his name and misa's sitting there like :)) like, i know she's gonna conspire to give light his memories back ASAP because that's The Plan but come on that brief glimpse in time is so fun and for misa her access to the death note & shinigami is such an important and consistent bargaining tool in her own survival. it was cool to see her have a monopoly on it, no matter how brief

they're so fucking worsties

there's definitely something to say here about her relationship with rem too but honestly i'm gonna have to go back to sources on this one. for me i've always kind of felt some parts of the fandom try to bend rem and misa into the "cute background lesbian couple" template that so many fandoms run on and i'm like. mate. you're not selling me. rem loves misa but misa is just too awful and/or deranged for all of that. i've always kind of felt their relationship was tragic in part because misa didn't fully understand the depth of rem's love for her / took it for granted until rem died. but again, i need to go back to sources

OH and this is getting long but i have the softest spot of all for post-timeskip misa. she is so me and my husband by mitski core. her life is falling to shit around her. her lifespan has been quartered. and she gives up her memories!! her knowledge of the death note has always been her key to survival and light sweet talks her into giving it up and this is the bit where i start hollering and screaming. and from then on, she doesn't even realise how much shit she's in. it's not just that she's in a failing engagement. it's that her fiance has wrung her for everything she had to give and she is being left to the wayside. her suspicion that light is having an affair is almost framed as comical but it's all she fucking has!!! she loves him because it's all she has. she has to choose between light and kira like this is some cosmic fucking joke and she cheers on light apparently trying to catch kira because she loves him. because what else exists in her memory from the last five years of her life???? FUCK

post-timeskip misa is genuinely fucking tragic to me because like. through the sheer power of sweet talking light manages to entirely defang her. she's lost rem. she has a book, she has the eyes, but she uses them solely under light's discretion. and then she gives up her memories because light asks. and like she is 100% a terrible person with the whole mass murdering thing but that kind of adds to it in a way. you get me

[scyllas-revenge]

Hi there! I was reading your Burn Like Cold Iron fic and so far it’s AMAZING!!!! 😁✨ I was wondering if you could tell me, if you’re able, how you were able to figure out your story with the language difference with Beatrice and her only speaking English and being in Middle Earth where they speak literally like, everything else? (I’ve only gotten up to chapter 4 so far.)

I know you were able to use Saruman’s mind using his translation method thingy XD Which was so seamless and cool! I’m wondering what was your process for figuring it out? Did you look into lore or anything? Rn, I’m writing smth with a similar plot of someone modern being thrown into Middle Earth (miraculously, I ran into your fic, which has helped me a ton!) but they’re thrown into Mirkwood instead. I’m stumped on how can I believably have my character communicate with elves? Any ideas, suggestions or somewhere you could point me?

I’d appreciate it a ton and sorry if this question is convoluted!

- Mithril Anon

Oh my gosh thank you so much! I'm so glad you like the fic so far and I'm flattered you reached out to me about yours.

I definitely took the easy way out with the language gap! I wasn't personally very interested in writing extensive translation/language learning scenes, so if I hadn't run into the convenient wizard-needs-her-to-speak-Westron-asap loophole, I probably wouldn't have distinguished them at all.

(Slight spoilers but not really) I did consider later on in my fic that maybe once Saruman loses his powers and Gandalf takes his staff, maybe Bee would lose her innate ability to understand Westron- but again, I didn't really want to go there in my fic, I'm lazy, so that plot twist never came to be.

I can try to offer some advice for how to go about it in your fic- and I know there are people who follow me who read modern-OC-in-middle-earth fics, so if any of y'all read through this enormous answer and have anything to add, please do!

The main ways I've seen authors go about it are

You can have some magical explanation hand-wave it away (what I did). For instance, I've seen authors have the Valar grant the OC language skills to translate between their native language and Westron as they hop over to Middle Earth. Maybe they have a magical amulet or something. Go crazy XD

You can have your character learn Westron from scratch- it's an entirely new Tolkien-approved language and your poor OC knows none of it. Of course that's super time consuming and can slow down a lot of other aspects of your plot (your OC can't rush off to go adventuring or fall in love when they can't communicate with anyone!). But if it's done right, you can develop characters, worldbuilding, and relationships in those scenes. I vaguely remember the fic Home with the Fairies doing this really well.

You can just ignore that Tolkien wrote Westron/Common to be different from English, and just have them be interchangeable. Frankly I like this just fine, I know a lot of other readers who do too- and what Tolkien doesn't know won't hurt him ;) I doubt you'd get any complaints about it from readers (and if you do, you can tell them ol' scylla wants to speak to em)

Since your OC will be interacting with elves, that adds a whole second language into the mix, which is a LOT to deal with. So I'd lean toward option 3, so your OC can at least speak to any of the elves who know Westron (Thranduil and Legolas definitely do, and I'm guessing a lot of other well-educated elves or anyone who has to travel, trade, or go near their borders do too).

So at that point you could have your OC learn elvish at a more comfortable pace, and the plot doesn't have to be on hold while they learn.

If not a lot of the Mirkwood elves your OC meets know Westron or speak it very well, maybe there are resources in Thranduil's library that could help them (you just know he's got a fancy library in those caves). Or maybe an elf your OC befriended could take them to speak to other characters who do know more Westron, like prisoners in the dungeons, border guards, tradesmen in Dale, etc. You could get some good plot development out of that, depending on where you want your fic to go and who you want your OC to interact with.

And of course the way they teach your OC elvish can also help drive the plot forward- I've read tons of fics that have the love interest confess their love knowing that the OC won't understand, or translate a romantic song or tragic poem and oh there's so many parallels between us and the song, isn't it sad?? Maybe the language gap could be used to keep or learn secrets, or give your OC a leg up in Mirkwood society since they'll be able to communicate better with the men of Dale than a lot of the elves can.

Sorry this answer is so long and rambly, but I hope it helps a bit! You'll have to tag me when you start posting your fic so I can read it!!

Omg I just remembered as I was about to hit send that canonically, the spiders in Mirkwood do in fact speak Westron, so if all else fails, your OC can talk with them XD (I'd read the hell out of that fic)

[robertpattinsonsleftnip]

Got asked out at work. I said yes. But the thing is I've never been in a romantic relationship, never flirted, dated, nothin. I use flirting ironically.

Should.... should I do that? Say the ironic flirting but since it's a date it's real? Is... is that how that works?

My asexual ass is so fukin nervous rn. I wanna make this person my friend very much but idk if that's how it's done.

Like Friend Dates, yes. As Romantic Friends. Friends that may potentially Kiss, perhaps (I've never kissed anyone, idk how tf to do that)

Godamn it where is the Ace Guide to Dating 😭 I need some Lego Build instructions ASAP

[summer-2024]

i will be a senior in high school in the fall and im very excited!

my main goals for this summer are:

1. apply for scholarships

2. learn to wake up with alarms and not my parents

3. be kinder to everyone (including myself)

4. (and the most unrealistic) get into a relationship again!

elaborating further:

1. the college i would like to go to is quite expensive but i fell in love with the campus and its only about an hour from my town, so i need to make up the change using scholarships. merit based scholarship through the collage covers most, and my parents will help with room and board, but there is still a good chunk i need to make up through other specialty scholarships. im doing a camp there soon to make sure i really love it so im just researching a bit right now. im planning on looking on wensites like bold.org etc

2. i need to learn how to do this asap. the camp i mentioned previously is in eleven days and breakfast starts at 7:30 and i struggle with alarms a lot. i just set one for 7:30 tomorrow morning so fingers crossed. its 11:25 now so quite late, but lights out at the camp is at 11 i think. im worried i wont get enough sleep

3. im really not a very kind person, im mean and its not good at all. im rude to myself and others and its not okay and it negatively impacts me and others. i want to be more kind, and that includes to my body. the gym has a free summer program so im planning on starting to work out as well so hopefully that will help improve my kindness as well. i need to find an exercise plan however. if i put in effort for myself thats like humility right? i got a gratitude journal as well so we will see.

4. my ex girlfriend broke up with me a little over a year ago, and ive had crushes since then but i havent even flirted with anyone i dont think. the guy i had a crush on last summer is dating another girl but the other guy i have a crush on (ironically they have the same name) just began following me on instagram so maybe theres something there. time will tell! i dont think we will have many classes together next year because i only plan to take one ap class, and this year most of our shared classes were aps (i took four this year and it was decidedly wayy too many.). regardless, im really hoping he will do this one class where they do writing for a book that my class puts together (im in graphic design) because he does creative writing and ive been fantasizing us working together on the book because the writing class this past year was all older than me and i wasnt close to many. nothing will likely come of attempting to date but we will see!

here is to hoping this summer is good!

also the reason i have so much time to do all of this is because my job isnt scheduling me but 6 hours a week so i have time to kill. i might get a second job though.

[yhwhrulz]

Worthy Brief - October 27, 2023

Are you feeling worn out and weary?

Matthew 11:28-30 Come unto me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and you shall find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light.

Since I started Worthy News in 1999 there is one thing I have not seen in 22 years -- a day that there wasn't news to cover! I've not taken a so-called vacation since I started the ministry -- yet I don't feel worn out or weary. One day I was pondering to myself and thought, "why don't I feel worn out?"

Many people take vacations because they're exhausted from work, and need an extended rest to be restored and revitalized. Yet, ironically, more often than not, when they return home, they feel the need for another break to recover from the vacation they just took! Something is missing … and I think it has to do with the essence of Yeshua's (Jesus) invitation, "Come unto me…"

Our relationship with Yeshua contains a promise of rest. His yoke is not a heavy yoke of "religious" performance, but an invitation to an intimate relationship which is restful and truly empowering. His joy will be our strength, and serving Him in that relationship will not make us weary or worn out, but actually invigorate, revitalize and re-energize us IF we are doing it with His help, His power.

When Yeshua was here on earth He was surrounded by those who were constantly in need. He faced harsh opposition, and rarely found any privacy. And even in those private times, when he secluded himself for rest -- we read that He didn't sleep, but rather He prayed through the night. Yeshua found His deepest rest in the presence of His Father.

Now, there's nothing wrong with vacations, and we all really do need to disconnect from our work routine from time to time, but are you feeling worn out or weary, or even close to "burn-out"? Then it's time to renew and refresh your relationship and allow Yeshua to give you His rest. Wait on the Lord, He will renew your strength, and His rest will restore your weary soul, revitalize your body, and empower you to continue in the vision and calling He gave to you. Find your rest in Him this weekend!

Your family in the Lord with much agape love,

George, Baht Rivka, Obadiah and Elianna (Dallas, TX) (Baltimore, Maryland)

Editor's Note: If you're interested in supporting Israel, Worthy Ministries has established a dedicated Israel Fund. Click here for more information. - https://worthyministries.com/israel/

Editor's Note: Watch George's latest messages: Simchat Torah War - Part 5: Answering Reader Questions - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e7Lh79XkGLk&feature=youtu.be | Simchat Torah War Part 4: Is this the Psalm 83 war? - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mf4pSHZfY0U&feature=youtu.be| The Simchat Torah War -- Part 3: How will you pass the Israel test? -https://worthy.tv/the-simchat-torah-war-part-3-how-will-you-pass-the-israel-test/ | The Simchat Torah War -- Part 2 - https://worthy.tv/the-simchat-torah-war-part-2/ - https://worthy.tv/the-simchat-torah-war-is-this-a-water-breaking-moment/ | The Simchat Torah War … is this a water breaking moment? | The Kingdom, Marriage, and the Feasts of the Lord - https://worthy.tv/the-kingdom-marriage-and-the-feasts-of-the-lord/

Editor's Note: During this war, we have been live blogging throughout the day -- sometimes minute by minute on our Telegram channel. -https://t.me/worthywatch/ Be sure to check it out!

Editor's Note: We are planning our Winter Tour so if you would like us to minister at your congregation, home fellowship, or Israel focused event, be sure to let us know ASAP. You can send an email to george [ @ ] worthyministries.com for more information.

[cheese-enjoyer9471]

Getting to Know You Meme

thank you @russenoire for tagging me!! this took a while :3

01) are you currently in a serious relationship? nah.

02) what was your dream growing up? i think my dream was to be a vet. i've always loved animals since i was a kid, and i would always study animal facts in my free time. that didn't change until i learned about how many vets had to do surgeries to help the animals, and i don't think i have the guts for that.

03) what talent do you wish you had? the talent to actually be able to do whatever i set my mind to.

04) if someone bought you a drink what would it be? A cup of tea brewed from Twinings Earl Grey tea leaves.

05) favorite vegetable? i'm fine with most vegetables, but lettuce is great. i guess you could say i'm just like my first name, 楊 （羊）

06) what was the last book you read? IRON WIDOW BY XIRAN JAY ZHAO. I NEED THE SEQUEL ASAP BEFORE I TEAR MY HAIR OUT.

07) what zodiac sign are you? uhhehhhhh...i'm 99.9999999% sure I'm an Aquarius.

08) any tattoos and/or piercings? none of the above!!

09) worst habit? wassup gang it's the professional procrastinator here :D

10) what is your favourite sport? badminton.

11) do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude? depends. i'm generally optimistic about others, and pessimistic towards myself. i think the closest thing to describe my view would be optimistic nihilism. nothing has value until you give it value.

12) tell me one weird fact about you. i have a small wing-shaped birthmark on my right shoulder blade.

13) do you have any pets? YEAH!! I LOVE MY DOG!!

14) do you think clowns are cute or scary? depends on the clown.

15) if you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? i believe that i can change whatever i want to change myself.

16) what colour eyes do you have? very very dark brown eyes.

17) ever been arrested? i have not, hope not, and probably will not.

18) bottle or can soda? can. crisp snap can opening is my hobby.

19) if you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? save it.

20) what's your favourite place to hang out at? indoors, preferably somewhere private like home.

21) do you believe in ghosts? probably. i'm curious about their existance.

22) favourite thing to do in your spare time? gaming (?)

23) do you swear a lot? i cannot deny that question.

24) biggest pet peeve? well.

25) in one word, how would you describe yourself? worthless. i have yet to give myself meaning, and i will do anything to grant myself worth in my own eyes.

26) do you believe in/appreciate romance? somewhat.

27) favourite and least favourite food? a single favourite? what's that? if i had to choose, i think it would be tonkatsu. i despise the disgusting school lunch eggs.

28) do you believe in god? to some extent.

29) what makes you happy: listening to music, being in my zone, eating good food, feeling the rain on my skin, and being with those i can be comfortable with.

30) currently listening/the last thing you listened to: Honkai Impact 3rd v4.6 [Unequaled, Unrivaled] (1 HOUR EXTENDED). i will not elaborate.

31) favorite place to spend time: home.

32) favorite lyric: "No one's gonna save you now So you better save yourself" from After the Storm by Kali Uchis

33) recommend a film: euhhhhh. i'm not really a movie person, so i can't think of anything.

34) recommend a book: Iron Widow by Xiran Jay Zhao. I am never going to stop yapping about this book for the upcoming three weeks.

35) Recommend a band, a song, or album: Getz/Gilberto by Stan Getz and Joao Gilberto. it's my all time favourite.

36) recommend a TV show: do animes count? if so, i'd be here for a long while.

37) where are you from, and do you still live there? Where have you lived? taiwan, and still am.

38) do you have any pets or animals in your life? how did you find/get them? i used to have a dachshund for a few years. the lil guy used to be my parents prior to my birth, but they entrusted the doggo to one of their friends during my mom's pregnancy. there was a while when the friend had to move homes, so the dachshund came to our home for some time. after that, the dachshund returned to my parents' friend. during 2020, my family bought a shetland sheepdog. he's the silliest floofer ever and i love him.

39) what's the most unusual thing you've ever eaten? i don't think i've eaten anything weird, but i can tell you something weird that i drank. i once drank melted chocolate ice cream added with one m&m, a bit of salt and pepper, a bit of sugar, shredded paper, more melted ice cream, a gummy bear that fell on the floor, and a few more ingredients i can't remember. i only took a sip.

40) how did you 'find' fandom? discovered it upon scrolling through wings of fire media.

41) make a list of 5 things that you see without getting up. an hourglass, a paper shredder, a calculator, a tray of my accessories, and this very laptop i'm typing on.

42) how do you style your hair? i just tuck some behind my ears, but i let the rest be.

decided to just tag some people, no pressure in joining!!

@aurae-rori @theinsomniacnerd @cnth-rb @cinnimartinez @lala1236 @cloud-player @woahgenshinimpact @aelxr @jazziethejazz

Getting to Know You Meme

tagged by @ygodmyy20! thankee kindly.

01) are you currently in a serious relationship? nope. can't say i miss it.

02) what was your dream growing up? i had a new one every month. the one that stuck around the longest was 'astronaut' until i learned that NASA's manned space program hasn't done much since skylab, outside of testing the limits of human endurance in low earth orbit. still cool! but i'll keep my unnaturally dense bones, thanks.

03) what talent do you wish you had? the talent to work any job i wanted without medication.

04) if someone bought you a drink what would it be? a cocktail of some sort. most likely a gin and tonic, a negroni or a mojito.

05) favorite vegetable? too many to count. easier for me to tell you what i don't like: green beans. if they're only palatable tempura-fried, i don't need them in my life.

06) what was the last book you read? currently working through your brain's not broken, by tamara rosier, ph.d.

07) what zodiac sign are you? virgo. and no, i don't wanna hear about how virgos are hyper-organized control freaks. i am neither of these things.

08) any tattoos and/or piercings? five in a single ear, one in the other. two make up an industrial piercing. i have no tattoos but want one of the kageyama brothers from mp100 someday.

09) worst habit? getting too hung up on the 'right time' to do things.

10) what is your favorite sport? to play? dodgeball. to watch? either figure skating or tennis.

11) do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude? recovering pessimist here. i'm optimistic about some things and nihilistic about others.

12) tell me one weird fact about you. i never learned to ride a bicycle.

13) do you have any pets? no. i love cats and regularly-washed dogs though.

14) do you think clowns are cute or scary? i don't have a strong opinion about clowns, tbh.

15) if you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? nothing. anything i can change is changeable.

16) what color eyes do you have? brown.

17) ever been arrested? nope.

18) bottle or can soda? bottle. though i don't soda very often.

19) if you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? pay off my student loans and save the rest.

20) what's your favorite place to hang out at? a vedanta temple in the foothills here, or a park on a hill with a historic frank lloyd-wright-designed home.

21) do you believe in ghosts? maybe. i know people who can see them.

22) favorite thing to do in your spare time? singing. or learning.

23) do you swear a lot? very much so.

24) biggest pet peeve? how long you got? we could be here all week.

25) in one word, how would you describe yourself? iconoclastic.

26) do you believe in/appreciate romance? *shrug* i believe in and appreciate love, wherever it comes from.

27) favourite and least favourite food? does anyone have a single favorite? anyone? i do not. least favorite food is canned vegetables, except for beets and corn.

28) do you believe in god? i believe in the divine, a Self that we are one with and all have access to. whatever you choose to call that is up to you.

29) what makes you happy: soft fluffy things, palpable texture in weaves and knits, sweet or creamy fruits, singing and/or listening to music, my friends, learning something new.

30) currently listening/the last thing you listened to: hiroko suzuki, 'bara wa utsukushiku chiru'.

31) favorite place to spend time: at home.

32) favorite lyric: 'love is like the scabs from sunburn' from the OP to kenda master ken.

33) recommend a film: at random? good morning, by yasujirō ōzu.

34) recommend a book: oranges are not the only fruit, by jeannette winterson; islands, the universe, home, by gretel ehrlich.

35) Recommend a band, a song, or album: uchikubi gokumon doukoukai, 'shufu no michi' (way of the house-husband)

36) recommend a TV show: rose of versailles. soapy as hell, but great if you love historical dramas and anime. it's fairly well-researched too.

37) where are you from, and do you still live there? Where have you lived? the pacific north american coast; i'm still here. i've lived in texas and georgia, USA.

38) do you have any pets or animals in your life? how did you find/get them? no pets.

39) what's the most unusual thing you've ever eaten? bull penis. 0/10 do not recommend. the most unusual thing i've actually enjoyed is probably fried crickets.

40) how did you 'find' fandom? got obsessed with a story and wanted to share that love with other people. didn't happen until my mid-thirties though with steven universe.

41) make a list of 5 things that you see without getting up. a heat gun, a soldering iron that i have never used for actual soldering, the laptop i'm typing this on, the laptop connected to my projector, a plastic mask.

42) how do you style your hair? usually a tall bun. my hair is long enough to sit on and this keeps it out of my way.

as always, no pressure: @yaraneechan @eshithepetty @impmansloot @gumy-shark @sukunekatano

@cheese-enjoyer9471 @sulfurousmirrorscapes @creativenicocorner or anyone else who sees this and wants to!

[theblackestvalkyrie]

#1 - Iron Man - One-shot (Pipe Game Series)

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader

Summary: Your second -trimester pregnancy hormones were hitting you hard and you wanted needed Tony to wreck your guts ASAP. But after a long day of being cooped up in his lab, Tony only wants to get his.

Warning: Smut, sex while pregnant and a rude ass Tony, PREGNANCY KINK GO BRRRRRR!

A/N: My characters and reader inserts are always and forever black so leave if you don’t like it.

A/N EDIT: Y’all tumblr really got me during the ban and I seriously considered deleting this blog and moving to AO3 but y’all really loved this and since I’ve been seeing so much porn on my personal account lately I’m bout to start posting again. No porn gifs this time around just in case. This series is from 2018 and I’ve go to much in my drafts 😅 I made the banner below! Please enjoy!

Pipe Game: 2/10

Based on this post.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/witchbaby300/pseuds/theblackestvalkyrie

You were used to the long nights alone when it came to being with Tony Stark. He spent hours in his lab tinkering with his Iron Man suits or updating features for his A.I. replacement F.R.I.D.A.Y. while you went out with friends or to your OB/GYN appointments with your sister (since Tony always had some flimsy excuse as to why he couldn’t go).

This put a damper on not only your emotional relationship but the physical one as well. Which is the part you were desperately needing right about now. After passing the second-trimester mark in your very unplanned pregnancy, every little thing seemed to turn you on and you missed him.

Things had been strained after his public breakup with Pepper Potts and afterward, Tony buried himself with work to distract from all thoughts of his ex. At the time you barely knew him like that but you had been burned by more than one guy in your past relationships so you knew what he was going through.

You went to his place with some comfort food and his favorite whiskey and several glasses of warming alcohol and bellies full of food he leaned over and kissed you. To say you were shocked was an understatement. But you kissed him back and that led to rough sex on the couch. From then on, you and Tony had a ‘friends with benefits’ arrangement and it worked out well.

That is until you accidentally got pregnant.

Tony had never outright expressed interest in having children but you could see it in the way he looked at his surrogate son protégé, Peter. God, the look on his face when you told him you were pregnant.

You had never seen such fear, excitement and bewilderment in one expression much less on his face in all the years you had known him and you would bet Thor’s hammer he had even shed a tear.

The glow from your bedroom television pulled you from your thoughts and you ran a finger along the side of your swollen abdomen feeling your baby move a little.

You relaxed against the soft sheets and memory foam mattress beneath as you browsed Netflix settling on watching the first season of ‘Dear White People’ over again. You were ten minutes into the first episode when a sudden tingle of arousal made its way down your spine making your breath hitch in surprise.

It seemed that the further you got into your pregnancy, the hornier you became and usually when it happened, Tony was around to relieve you in some way.

It was frustrating not having him in the room but you needed to get off.

Now.

You muted the show and closed your eyes letting your nimble fingers slipped beneath your grey sweatpants, underneath the cotton panties resting there and the pads of your fingers danced across your already engorged clit. A light wave of pleasure ran through you causing your back to bend in a slight arch.

Fuck Tony.

You could get off without him. You didn’t need that neglectful asshole to do anything for you. If he wanted some pussy, he could get it from his robots.

The pleasuring sensation radiated from between your legs as you let your slim fingers circle your clit and trailed between the folds finding the slick opening and you groaned even louder this time. You closed your eyes then tilting your head back in unfocused desire. Fingers, ever so lightly, dipped into your soaked entrance. Once, then twice before sinking between your slick walls and curling to graze your g-spot at the top.

A small noise slipped between your lips and you mewled your desire which echoed off your bedroom walls. Fuck you were already so close and you had only just begun. You might be even more aroused than you first thought.

A few more precise thrusts and you were almost there…

“Holy shit Y/N.”

Your eyes snapped opened to find Tony leaning on the door frame, arms folded and a lustful gaze adorning his tired face.

“Didn’t I tell you never to touch yourself without me?”

A playful smirk crossed your face at his reference to your last sexual encounter. It was a few weeks ago but it involved bondage tape and a pint of vanilla ice cream…

“Well, you were in the lab all day and I have needs.” You cooed; fingers still toyed with your clit while maintaining eye contact with your lover.

“I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson on what happens when you don’t listen to daddy.”

He crossed the room in four long strides and got onto the bed where you lean up and met him in a harsh kiss. Under normal circumstances, you would have relished the opportunity to tease him sexually but you needed it hard and fast tonight.

“Fuck Tony I missed this.” You sighed into his mouth taking in the day-old stubble along his sharp jawline and the dark bags under his eyes and a jolt of sadness went through you at how hard Tony had been overworking himself. He gripped your hand that had been down your sweats pulling them from their place between your thighs and began to suck your essence off your fingers into his wet warm mouth. His tongue slipping between your digits making sure to catch every drop of your juices.

“I almost forgot how good you tasted baby.” He breathed.

Tony kissed you then allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue and lips, thumbs caressing your cheeks as your breath mingled. He slowly guided you onto your back and you undid the closure of his jeans slipping the same hand he had tasted beneath the waistband and palming him with precise strokes that only grew in pressure.

Tony grunted in excitement and started thrusting his hard shaft into your palm hissing when you swiped a thumb across the angry head. The digit gathered the precum from the tip and smoothed the substance back across the swollen head again.

You pulled away to strip off the rest of your restrictive clothes and Tony followed suit until you were both as naked as the day you were born. His mouth found your sensitive brown nipple and you gasped, the pleasure tearing through you.

“Let me make you feel good Y/N.”

You could only respond with a whimper when he squeezed your heavy mounds and started nipping at each nipple. You bit back a moan. Fuck, you were so sensitive now it was almost painful and you were almost thankful when Tony kissed his way up your chest, across the slender curve of your neck and back to your swollen lips.

“Baby, I need you.” You begged.

You jumped in surprise when the sudden feeling of his fingers slipping between your slick folds and invaded your warmth. The digits curling and scissoring against your pulsing walls. Crying out, your back arched as hips rocked in time with his pace in beautiful unison.

No words were exchanged as he spread your legs wider still very mindful of your pregnancy, watching you swallow his fingers and clench around them when he added a third, “You’re such a good girl Y/N. Taking my fingers so well.”

You were so close to release it almost hurt. “Fuck yes Tony, right there.”

His fingers stopped suddenly and a wicked smirk crossed his face. He gripped his length and began jerking himself to the obscene way you were spread out for him. Breathless and ready for the taking. Unable to wait any longer, he slowly slid his length into your warm tunnel and gripped your hips tight in an effort to stop himself from coming inside you.

“Your pussy is so hot,” He was lightly panting in an effort to stave off his impending orgasm as his eyes, wild with desire, took in your figure sprawled out beneath him. Tony could tell by the way you clenched around him that you were also struggling with your own early release.

The starting pace was slow for both your sake and it took your breath away. You couldn’t see much over your slightly swollen stomach but you could hear the obscene wet sound of your slick combating the harsh breathing and otherwise quiet of the bedroom. The pace was even until one sudden thrust hit the back of your core.

“Fuck Tony that hurt” you gasped and his thrusts stopped immediately.

“Are you alright Y/N? Did I hurt you or the baby?”

The concern in his eyes was admirable and you leaned up to kiss him gently trying to keep him focused on the task at hand.

“I’m just a bit tender babe, nothing to get worried about. Just get on your back so I can ride you.”

“If I knew you liked being a dom so much, I would have bought you a bullwhip and a matching ball gag for your birthday.” He flipped over excited and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively even as you straddled him and quickly slipped his cock back inside your wetness, whimpering when you felt him stretch you.

“We can even make one of the downstairs rooms into a dungeon and you can go all 50 Shades of Grey on my ass” he hissed as your pussy swallowed him greedy and your kegel muscles clenched around his dick.

“If you mention that god-awful movie again, I’m going to leave you here to get off by yourself.” You huffed even though you didn’t believe a word of what you said.

“Don’t be like that honey.”

“Just fuck me, Tony.” You sighed.

Your hips moved in a rocking motion and he jerked from between your thighs. Snapping your hips together in unison you controlled the speed and depth which helped keep pressure off the baby shifting around your abdomen.

Your cries echoed off the walls as he gripped your hips with both hands, sweat beginning to coat your bodies making your hips slap together. Tony lifted his head and glanced down at where you both connected.

“You look so good baby, so fucking delicious.”

His hips slammed forward causing you to cry out in both pain and pleasure and you set a deep rhythm making Tony’s dizzy. He let out a particularly strangled moan when hazy eyes connected with his and the intense eye contact enhanced the love making. The Hulk himself could have been raging through Stark Tower and neither of you would have stopped.

“Pregnancy looks so fucking beautiful on you.”

Your cheeks flushed at his words. Tony wasn’t usually this talkative in bed but there was something about this entire pregnancy situation that opened up a new side of him. A softer side, one rarely seen by the outside world much less his close friends.

You circled your hips on his hard length changing the pace to one agonizingly slow edging both Tony and yourself off of an impending orgasm to make the moment of ecstasy last longer.

Tony panted beneath you and pinched one of your sensitive nipples when he figured out what you were up too and you grinned. It wasn’t often that anyone had control over Tony and it was always a treat to see him so defeated and at someone else’s mercy. But there he was, hair disheveled, eyes shut and lips parted melting beneath you. You kissed your way down his neck and started sucking on the tender shell beneath his earlobe.

“You know if you didn’t have your bonnet on, I could pull your hair….”

You snorted and flicked one of his nipples in mock retaliation both for the words and the pinch he gave earlier. You already spent almost an hour detangling, moisturizing and putting rollers in to let Tony fuck it up with this foolishness.

“Shut the fuck up Tony.”

Eyes shut and head tilted towards the ceiling, you could only focus on the pleasure you were getting and the soft glow from his arch reactor illuminated your silhouette perfectly.

His dick reached the farthest parts of your sensitive womb making you squeal. You were so close to release you could almost taste it.

“Tony…please I- I can’t” You were mumbling incoherently.

You just needed a few more thrusts-

Suddenly Tony stilled beneath you groaning his own release into your pussy and flopped on to his back in deep exhaustion.

“What the actual fuck.” Disbelief colored your voice as you felt him begin to soften inside you.

He lay gasping for air a content and sleepy look on his face.

“You know what the word daddy does to me Y/N. By the way, have I ever told you how much I love you?”

You slipped off of him and smacked his arm hard. “I can’t believe you just came before me you asshole!”

“Mr. Stark,” F.R.I.D.A.Y interrupted, “you are needed downstairs immediately Dum-E has set one of your experiments on fire”. The A. I’s voice cut through the room and Tony gave you a sheepish grin. Wiping your fluids from his well-worn dick with your discarded shirt, Tony pulled on his boxers and pressed a quick kiss to your damp forehead.

“There’s a playlist of porn by the TV and I moved the vibrators under the bed.” He jested only ducking out when you chucked a pillow in his direction.

“Sonofabitch…” you mutter the silence of the room weighing on you.

Sighing you grabbed the remote from the nearby nightstand and changed the input on the still muted TV ignoring the ‘are you still watching’ notice from Netflix.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y?”

“Yes, Miss Y/N?

You spread your thighs and began to toy with your swollen clit ready to chase your orgasm once again.

“Turn on the security footage of Captain America in the training room…...”