#I'm literally this 🤏 close to giving up

[dianetastesmetal]

I've started this diet MONTHS ago and it appears I haven't lost any weight, god, I'm so fucking sick of this, I just want to be thin :(

[ngtskynebula]

Yeah, I procrastinated a lot, BUT at least I wrote my essays seriously and I did NOT give up!!! Better late than never!!! The game's on until 23h59!!!

[theereina]

Big Mama Pt. 1

Pairing: Terry Richmond x Plus Size Fem Black!OC

Wordcount: 1,462

Warnings: MDNI (18+) mature content, such as cursing, teasing, no smut (alluding to sexual situations), heavily dialogue-centered, use of Daddy, Mama, and other pet names (lil' mama, pretty girl, etc.)

A/N: I literally haven't written in years. I'm open to critiques. I am a little 🤏🏽 sensitive about my writing. Please, don't be too harsh.🥺 Feel free to bring my attention to any typos. Divider by @firefly-graphics. Also, this work is not to be plagiarized or reposted (on any site other than here on Tumblr). I do NOT give consent for any form of republishing or rewriting.

PART 2 => 🦋

"You look like you bite," I said looking at him directly in his eyes. They were a greenish-hazel color that resembled fallen leaves. Nothing about this man's appearance was hard on the eyes. His face, his eyes, his lips, his body, and even his smile were driving me silently insane. His presence was intimidating yet inviting. An aura surrounded this man that demanded attention and took up space.

He stared back at me with a challenge brewing in his eyes. "I do, but only if you want me to. I promise," he said not even hiding his smirk. All I could do was stare at this smug bastard. I knew that he knew the effect he was having on me. If he couldn't see it on my face, the heat from my body was evidence enough. I was getting hotter by the second.

"Mhmm," I said while turning away. I honestly just wanted to see what he would do. I couldn't let this man see me fold this quickly. I wasn't retreating; it's just that I needed a moment to promptly gather myself. I was fucking losing it. We hadn't even spoken three sentences, and I was already struggling to think. I was normally a quick-witted smartass with a lot to say. Everything about this man was short-circuiting my brain, and I didn't like one bit of it.

"Where you going? C'mere, lil' mama," he teased. The way that man's voice had me in a chokehold. It was thick, heavy, and warm like raw honey. All I could do was smile. I paused and turned back to face him. "Why would I come to you when I'm the meal? If you want it, come get it," I said motioning for him to come here. Now, why the fuck did I do that?

"Meal? I'd prefer it if you were dessert. Daddy's got a sweet tooth," he said striding towards me. He was closing in on the space that I was using for comfort. I felt like I was melting in the spot I stood in. I had to think about my next move. I had to do something. I took a breath and relaxed as much as I could before speaking. The last thing I wanted to do was show this man that I was a nervous fucking wreck. "Well, I guess it's a good thing Mama's a baker," I said while winking up at him. At this point, there was no space between us. We were chest to chest, and I could feel every rise and fall between us.

There was no turning back now. The smile that this man wore from what I said had me blushing. I couldn't cover it up even if I tried. Clearly, I had lost this battle, but I would try my fucking hardest to win the war.

We were way past the point of this being friendly or casual banter. The sexual tension was heavy between us, and I had some shit to prove. He reached up and gently caressed my chin. Breaking me from my trance as he spoke, "Focus, mama. Where your head at, pretty girl?" His smile was now even more intense and sinister. It was as if he was feeding off of my nervousness. Was he getting off on watching me react like this? A devil, I tell you.

At this point, all I could say to myself was "fight back, bitch".

"Just thinking," I said looking up at him. I was struggling to keep my composure. I bit my lip to hide the anxious smile I was fighting. He said nothing as his eyes dropped to watch my movements. His eyes flowed from my lip to my body and back up to my eyes again.

Antsy and nervous, I began to rock on my heels shyly. My facade was beginning to break, and I was crumbling by the second. "Uh oh. Is all that big girl energy fading away?" he asked slowly using his thumb to stroke my cheek. "Big girl energy? I'm a grown woman." I snapped back. I instantly dropped my eyes in regret. "Oouu, there she goes," he said raising one of his eyebrows. This man was taking me for a joke, and my dumbass was letting him.

I raised my head to meet his eyes again. "You don't take shit I say seriously. Do you,... Um... Wait, I never got your name," I stated while watching him and waiting for a response. "Yes, you did. I told you what it was. You don't remember? Huh, pretty girl?" he questioned gathering my hand in his. He held my hand while I struggled to remember if this man ever said his name. I couldn't recall him ever saying a name at all. I, for sure, would have remembered replying with mine if he did. Was I that dumbstruck by this man? Did he have me forgetting portions of this conversation?

Then, it hit me. He said a name, but there was no way in hell that he wanted me to call him that. Right? Did he really want me to call him "DADDY"? I couldn't call a man that, especially a man that I just met. This had to be a joke. I was pulled from my thoughts by feeling his hand cupping my chin. He raised my face upwards to meet his gaze. Those striking eyes were piercing down into mine, and I could almost swear his eyes had darkened to bronze.

The growing intensity of his gaze and the faint grip he held on my chin indicated that he was awaiting an answer. "Something tells me you know exactly what my name is. You just don't want to say it. It's okay. I'll get it out of you one way or another, lil' mama," he said laughing. "And how are you going to do that?" I asked raising my hands to play with the lower hem of his plain t-shirt. "Don't worry. It doesn't matter if I got chu yellin' it, screamin' it, whisperin' it, crying' it. As long as I got chu sayin' it, I did my job," he said leaning in closer.

I could feel the warmth of every breath he took on my neck. The heat from that alone was like a smoke signal. I refused to fall prey to my own desperation, but my brain and pussy were now working against each other. I desired to feel every part of this man in EVERY capacity. I needed a closer connection, so I used the hem of his shirt to softly pull him in closer. I wouldn't dare fold that fucking easily. Not like this.

*FIGHT BACK!*

The wheels were now turning in my head, and my brain was in overdrive. I had to finish what I started. He was right about one thing. I WAS A "BIG GIRL". A woman whose thighs destroyed jeans on the regular and who could talk a lot of shit but wasn't going to take much of it. I had to get him while he was close enough to feel it.

"And what job might that be? Huh,....Daddy?" I asked while trailing my hand up his chest to rest on his shoulder. "Mmmm..." he said taking a deep breath. GOT HIM! He removed his hand that was resting on my chin and rubbed the back of his neck. "What? Did I say something wrong?" I asked sheepishly. I was proudly smirking at this point. "Nah. You said everything right," he said smiling back at me.

I decided to take it up a notch. What was the harm in having a little fun? We were only talking after all. I couldn't believe I was feeding into this, but fuck it. "So, does that make me a good girl?" I asked stroking my hand along the back of his neck awaiting an answer.

I could feel the shift in his energy. Desire overtook his eyes. His playfulness had turned primal. "Are you?" he asked tilting his head while watching me. "What's the fun in tellin' you when I could just show you?" I replied as I stilled my hand to rest on his neck. He caught my hand and brought it to rest at his lips. He placed small kisses on the back of my hand. His eyes never left mine. "I guess that settles it, lil' mama. You busy tonight? I think I might have something fun for us to do," he asked smugly.

I knew exactly what this man meant, and I was going to enjoy every minute of it. I just hope he can keep up because...

"Big Mama don't fold, and Big Mama don't quit. If you stay awhile, she'll show you some shit."

Taglist: @avoidthings @brattyfics @5headsupremacist @creartivefairy

[sylhea-raemi]

im going to. fucking lose it.

can the next an event please come closer i want her to realize RIGHT NOW it's been three events i'm going to cry

[tizeline]

A gift for the strongest soldier @koolaidashley

Ash, I'm not sure what exactly I did for you to decide to fight like literal madman just to get my silly little AU to win in the AU competition, but I very much appreciate it, you've definitely been my biggest supporter this entire competition. Anyway I felt obligated to give you something in return as thanks, and then you very conveniently posted your sona so I was like "hey I should draw that" so here we are!

What's funny is that we got like this 🤏 close to actually having to face off against each other. If you had won against The Little Prince AU then our AUs would've ended up having to compete against each other which would have been very funny, but also tragic so I'm kinda glad we dodged that bullet lol.

[fuck-customers]

I'm still a bit mad about this so here we go-

My place of work closes at 5. These two customers come in like ten till and get a bunch of plants (I work at a plant shop). The one guy wants delivery, fuck me cause delivery orders take a while to do with all the damn paperwork and he has like 15 plants. I tell him the delivery fee, he asks if it's subjective on the amount of plants he gets, I explain it's a flat fee and that it gets delivered by a box truck. He decides he's gonna go back and get more plants. At 4:51. I tell him we close at 5 sharp, he says okay, but we all know that doesn't mean jack shit. He spends like another 10-15 getting more plants.

While he's going back there I start writing up the information for delivery. Plant name, gallon size, quantity, price, ect...

One of my coworkers comes up with the golf cart full of plants. There was probably 15+, atleast. It's like 4:55 now. He says the lady is still shopping in the back and has another cart full of plants. Fuck me again. He says she has a Beep and isn't gonna fit it all in there and is probably gonna do delivery. Double fuck me. I haven't even counted the cash drawer yet. I start writing up this first order. Again, all the details. Everythin.

One other coworker says she already got the prices of plants for the second order (the second cart, on top of the golf cart, the customer brought up) in the register computer. I say she (customer) wants delivery, so she walks away. Just leaves, as I'm writing up the order. Thanks for the fuckin help.

This is where I get more angry than I already was. Manager comes up, asks what's going one. It's past 5 at this point, we're closed. Except we're not cause both these fucks are out in the garden gettin more plants. I explain *both these customers want delivery. She says I can't do two things at once and that we need to 'divide and conquer'. First of all, divide and conquer my ass. I am conquering, no one is helping me. One cowroker even left while I was doing the order write up. I already wrote up all the information for the first order (besides stuff like customer address, I just did the plant details) and I'm pretty much almost done with writing up the next order. Bitch customer number 2 then is up front and loading plants in her car, which no one told me, which the coworker who brought them up who's helping her SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME the customer was taking certain plants. My manager and I have a back and forth, me basically explaining 'I already wrote down the information for BOTH orders'. She then makes me hand her my paper with order 2 on it and she basically disregards my entire work I just did, redoing everythin. I literally had it under control, I wrote down EVERYTHIN (that I could do). Plant names, quantity, prices, gallon size, and it was over 40+ plants in the end. At this point I'm pissed cause it's like 20 past five, neither one of these customers have their order written up officially (I use a scrap paper first then write nice on the order form), I don't want to leave in rush hour traffic and neither customer is upfront actually paying for their order.

Eventually another coworker comes up and helps the other other one who's still slow with doing orders. I give her all my information I wrote up for order 1. Weather or not they actually used it, idfk. I'm just pissed that all my effort went to waste for NOTHING for my manager to tell me I'm doing it 'wrong'. I was *this🤏 close to just clocking out and leaving since clearly no one wants the actual effort I put into these two damn fiasco of orders. Someone else can count the two cash drawers out, if you're gonna disregard my effort then you clearly don't want it and you can get someone else to do it.

This and the other shit that has been piling on, like my coworkers not helping me when we get busy and me feeling singled out for 'not checking customers out fast enough, not being vigilant of the front' makes me want to look for a new job. I'm tired of hustling my ass just to be told I'm slow at it, that I'm not cognizant, that my effort isn't enough. Why they don't get on my coworkers, idk. They do fuck all while the phone is blowing up and I have a line of customers upfront. They literally have 20 minute chats with the manager while I'm gettin slammed with customers or I'm actually doing somethin productive. It's only been six months but I'm already thinking of leaving.

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[actuallyimspiderman]

soothing the pain~

alrightyyy this is my very first story that i thought of while i was literally just watching atsv edits🧍🏾‍♀️ its abt the reader having a little bit of period pains:( and our lovely bf hobie wants to help soothe us just a lil🤏🏾🤭 hope you enjoy babes（╹◡╹）♡

warnings: fem readerxhobie, implication! of period sex, just some fluff and a little teeny weeny bit of smutty at the end

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it was a couple hours after you got your results for your final test for the week at uni and you were more than excited to show hobie how great you did. althoughhh there was something kinda killin your vibe. " 'bieeeee, hurts s'much" you said while tugging on his arm so he could face you from the edge of your shared bed. "and wha exactly "hurts s'much" lovey?" he respond grabbing your hand that was tugging on him. you look at him and pout slightly, "well what do you thinkkk? i've been studying and working so hard all week that i've barely been able to use my heating pad, take any kind of pain killers, or buy an unhealthy amount of snacks." hobie smiles slightly down at you, "awww my poor babydoll" he says a little mockingly. you sit up straight, "i'm being serious, i was so excited to tell you how good i've been doing but this killing my mood fr." hobie pulls you into his lap, "i know i know, im sorry alrigh? wasn't makin fun of ya, just tryna raise your spirits a lil bit duck. i'm proud of ya, yk that righ?" you simply nod still holding your stomach in attempts to make it feel better...it wasnt doing any good. "alright lets see-" he grabs his phone keeping one hand on your back, " 'things to make cramps go away' hmm... we've got chocolat, exercise, heatin pad ofc, advil and ..." he stops before he can finish the list. "well? what's the last thing hobes?" you say trying to peek at his phone. he whips it away before you can see it. "anddd..." "anddddd...???", you question as he moves closer towards your ear whispering, "sex." you immediately place your hand on his shoulders and yank him back "h-huh?? sex...are you making that up hobie brown?" he shakes his head kissing one of your hands resting on him. "well...-" you rest him on his back "i can get chocolate from the store-" you end of each thing off the list with a kiss somewhere on him "i can go to the gym for exercise but do i really feel like it? no. (a kiss on his neck) my heating pad is in the closet, (a kiss on his ear), and the advil is in the bathroom (a kiss on his cheek)." you straddle hobie's hips, "but where in the world could i get the last thing from, hobie? got any references?~" hobie sits up and adjusts you on his lap, "yea i've got one love, and based on one of 'is...very consistent clients, he works pretty well babe" he says as his eyebrow is raised and has found a new home for his hands (on you ofc). you lean in close to him so that your noses are touching, "i'll be the judge of that one~" "yeah? then be sureee to give me 5 stars babe" he's already began to lift your shirt with one hand while unbuckling his belt with the other. "then be sureee to satisfy me~"

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hobie stays on my mind 24/7 i swear. i need him irllll😫. buttttt i hope you enjoyed!! feel free to give feedback so i can improveee, love ya!

[aeinzzzketchup]

update: WE GOT IT ALL SET UP MOTHER TRUCKERS LETS GOOOOOOOOOO

[ ^ literally me bouncing off the walls and MY ✨NEW😫AND🛠IMPROVED😈🔥💯 bed frame ]

(holds up selfie stick as the screen zooms in on my ✨beautiful face✨ , 0.5x style)

hello yeorobunnnn, come with me on my adventure of putting my new bedframe together !! 😚😌 all of which I will be attempting on my own~

[sorryimananti-romantic]

i read your reblog last night right before bed and i really shouldn't have because i couldn't fall asleep because of how damn giddy it had me like skjkdjjd kicking my feet with the biggest dorkiest smile on my face like this is MY WIFE FRFR we're 🤞😤🔐

i can't believe light was inspired by the absolute bread crumbs that i threw into your ask box like i had to go back and read what you could have even taken from that lmao 💀💀 what's crazy is that i remember being 🤏 so close to adding light to my favorite ateez songs (mostly bc of that yunho fancam iykyk) but yes, seonghwa is just soso made for angel fiction, it's woven in his dna.

speaking of light!seonghwa, your explanations do make much more sense now concerning his romance arc and the dynamic with reader. i'm also very prone to bad-boy-blindness so 😔😔 i can fix him frfr (reader is a scientist after all). and omg the sequel ideas, i think it'd be time to bring that betrayal arc to life. reader.. cleans up the angel with dr. choi's help and then he rids of them and all otherworldly messes they left behind once and for all. & goes public about his (and reader's) research under a heroic preface. 😈 and since the angel ended seonghwa's business by then. they can fight it out in heaven or hell, wherever they end up. everyone's happy ever after?

it's like the answer was there all along. if everything/everyone has evil and good inside of them of course there isn't one or the other to find balance with each other. only out-doing each other's evilness/goodness. 😮‍💨

you can use me anytime to yap your brains out. i love love love hearing about the behind the scenes, the process and (original) train of thought and how different our interpretations can turn out to be. i'd read it over and over again, like enrichment that gives the story more life. ���

still can't believe light was for me. like. huh? me? 👉👈 i caused this? and you did all the amazing work. 😭 this is one of the sweetest things anyone's ever done and you being so shy to mention it until the very end!! like skjsdfjkn i was already rolling around in bed and you had to put the cherry on top and break me 🫨🫨 is there another step after marriage because?? pls don't say divorce lmao

YOU'RE A GIFT! MOST PRECIOUS! ALL THE LOVE FOR YOU! MWAH MWAH 💖🫦 (tell me these essays we write aren't the modern way of handwritten loveletters)

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omgg stop that's exactly what happened with me when i read your reblog I SPENT AN HOUR ON IT A SOLID HOUR i did it for my wife frr 🤞😤🔐 and then i kept thinking about it and ugh readers like you make writing so worth it :'))

omg yes bruh bc i had no idea what to write next, and ever since your dazzling light reblog it got me thinking if i could write more angel fics and then you sent your preferred tropes and genres in the ask and i um cooked sth up with what i had hehe (seonghwa was the member of choice bc i hadn't written him in a while, and the title just fit so well even tho it was mostly unintentional lmao) and omg yes light is such a sweet song and yunho fancam hehe i think i know what you're talking about

bad-boy blindness is so real, me as the writer had it and then i had a few days off from writing in between and that's when clarity hit me-- that seonghwa is supposed to be the villain, the baddest. he gets no redemption, and that is his tragedy. and omg not you going strong with the betrayal arc AHAHAHA i mean... greed is a real thing. reader had it. dr. choi def has it too. he's capable of doing that heuheuheue. i don't think we could ever get a happy ever after in this fic tho 😭 we did it with hala hala we couldn't do the same thing here :')

aw that's literally so sweet of you. i mean it when i say, readers like you are genuinely what makes this site worth it and what makes me want to write and post. and honestly, talking about the process of writing a certain fic or the different interpretations of it etc makes me the happiest! it's my fav thing and i always look forward to talking about it in the reblogs, comments or anywhere (and i'm glad readers are able to pick them details or ask about it-- and you def do every time it's the best thing ever :')) thank you!)

YES. light was for you. i honestly should have tagged you (i'll tag you next time i promise) but i have to credit you for the trigger that brought this fic to life- the dazzling light reblog (which got me thinking about angels) and then the tropes/genres (which got me thinking what if seonghwa angel and angel bad) LMAO yes that was my thought process. and i'm very shy even tho i may not seem like it lmao

OMG did i break you AHAHAHAHA next step after marriage is definitely divorce (i'm about to say sth 18+ i have to stop myself but just read that rolling around in bed putting the cherry on top and breaking you line in a diff context-)

NO YOU ARE THE GIFT YOU ARE SO SOOO PRECIOUS AND THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU LOVE 💖💖 HOPE YOU HAVE A LOVELY WEEK!

[newobsessioneveryweek]

You have an story idea where Travis dies !

Tell me more 👀 (even though it makes me so sad when one of the full siblings die 😭, like Fred and George Weasley. Only reason I liked that the Stolls are background characters is that Rick didn’t thought it was necessary to kill of them, my heart would have been broken)

That's so valid😭😂 Rick, keep them alive so we can give them the spotlight ourselves. No deaths required, stay back Riordan!

Okay okay okay! I'm so glad you asked, Coco!

This idea has gone through several very tragic iterations and all of them are still equally eligible to be written :]

But the one that started it all goes as follows:

Like I said in the previous post where I mentioned the idea, this takes place before and during the TOA series

After the Battle with Gaea, Connor has a nightmare of Travis dying in some huge battle

This happens literally the night before Travis has to leave for college

Connor begs him on his knees to stay but Travis just reassures him that everything is fine and that there's no need to worry about the war anymore

Reluctantly Connor lets him go.

So Travis goes to college (in New Rome because I cannot be arsed to do my research on American universities and because it's convenient for the plot. VERY convenient indeed)

Connor feels infinitely more secure knowing he's brother is safe in a protected area and doesn't have to fight monsters all the time out in the mortal world

He's still sad that he's gone and goes through the mourning period as one does when your person is snatched from you by the cruelties of adulthood

But after that he's less moody and depressed

That is until that nightmare returns after a few weeks and this time it's way more vivid and terrifying

This happens out of nowhere too!

Just, one night, all of a sudden, BAM! Your brother is going to die horribly in battle and you won't even be there to say goodbye

Obvious panic attack ensues

He calls Travis via IM and he answers. This occurs during the witching hour (aka, go-tf-to-sleep o'clock) so Travis wakes up with the full intent to tell his brother to piss off because he's got a huge test at 8AM and needs to sleep

But then he notices the clear distress on his brother's face and changes course

Connor tells him about the dream and Travis does his best to comfort him

Does the whole "the war is over", "no, no monsters have appeared at all", "yes everything is fine and I'm fine and nothing bad is going to happen here ever" spiel and finally Connor calms down and goes back to sleep

But the nightmares keep happening

Connor keeps calling his brother

Travis keeps doing his best to calm him down

But it's getting tiring so after a week of this he decides "fuck it, I'm never sleeping again.”

He stays awake for three whole days, much to the dislike of literally everyone

He barely eats more than what is necessary to keep him alive

At one point Will tries to drug him

At another he has Clovis knock him out

*This idea coincides/collaborates with another fic I've got on the old to-do list btw. That fic begins here. I shan't explain it but basically Connor, Will, and Nico go on a quest :]

When they get back it's to communications being down

When the dream happens again Connor is convinced it's more than a dream and tried to call his brother

It doesn't go through

Connor decides "fuck it" again and breaks into the Big House to use Chiron's phone

This doesn't work either and Chiron catches him in the living room in a state of sheer terror and asks what's going on

Connor tells him everything that happened in his dream/vision and Chiron tries to convince him that it was just a nightmare

Neither of them believe that but Connor lets it go and instead opts to panic in silence because Chiron clearly isn't helping

He tries IMs again in the morning but still nothing

He is now in a perpetual bad mood

Then people start disappearing

Cecil disappears

Everything in life sucks

Then Apollo shows up!

They find Cecil but now he is this 🤏🏻 close to just taking the Grey Sisters' taxi to California to bring Travis back to camp but Chiron reminds him that he has a responsibility to his cabin as their councillor and he stays

After all, he can't have a repeat of what just happened to Cecil

TOA happens. The Tyrant's Tomb takes place

Travis… dies in the battle at New Rome

Apollo mentions in the book that he remembered the faces and names of everyone who died in the battle or something like that

And he notices a familiar face among the casualties

And realises he has a call to make now that communications are up and running

He chickens out and IMs Will instead to deliver the message

The following interaction ensues (basically)

Apollo: Can you pass on a message to Connor--

Will: Oh, Connor? He's right here!

Apollo, panicking: Oh, no, actually, it can wait--

Will, calling Connor over: Connor, it's for you!

Connor, leaning into the frame: Oh! Hi, Apollo! Will said you wanted to tell me something? Oh, wait, are you at New Rome? Is Travis around? Can you tell him to call me when he's not busy?

Oh boy

What's the worst mental breakdown you've ever experienced? *Insert here*

There's no happy-go-lucky way to end this but the absolute best thing I can do to soften the heart-wrenching angst of such content is to summon forth the Chthonic aspects of Hermes for my own selfish purposes and let Connor say goodbye to his brother or have Nico deliver the message

It's also a huge deal that they would cremate his body at a Roman camp in the Roman tradition and Connor demands that they bring his body home so they can say goodbye properly because Travis is Greek! He's Greek! He's not supposed to be there and it's so unfair that they get to say goodbye to him. Why do they get to see him off and not him? They're strangers! They're not even his real family-- not even his brother! Why can't Connor say goodbye?

Connor says all this during his breakdown btw because fuck if that's not true

Imagine not even being able to do the proper funeral rites for your own brother

Imagine some randoms from another culture take that away from you

I would be pissed

Also, Will is a very supportive friend in the midst of this

In another iteration Connor never tells Travis about the dream so when it actually comes true he convinces himself that he killed his brother

That he should have warned him about the battle

That if he had told him Travis would have come back or he could have prepared better or the whole thing could have been avoided in some way

In yet another iteration

Apollo doesn't share the news until after he gets his godhood back

In yet another iteration, Apollo doesn't share the news at all! Percy and Annabeth do

They find out what happened when they get to New Rome themselves after their quest

Please let me know what you think☺️ and thank you for taking an interest in my ideas my friend 🫶🏻🩷

[bunnynexxtdoor]

Been a min

Tags: {creampie, pussy eating, praise, needy, mdom, fsub, clit play, overstim, 🤏🏽 rough, dirty talk}

I hear a knock on my door. Tilting my head wondering who it could be. It's currently 1 am and I'm sitting on the couch eating ice cream. I don't move for a while just to see if they would leave.

They knock again a little more frantically.

"Babe it's me!"

I jump up and open the door to see Nightwing at my door. He's holding his stomach and leaning against the frame. His suit torn a little on his rib, a slash on his upper forearm and his breathing is heavy as well.

"Nightwing did you just call me babe?" I say to him looking at him confused.

"What?" He says looking at me crazy.

"I'm just playing, come on in Dick. I'll go get the first aid kit." I say smiling at him

He shakes his head at me. "For a second I thought you were serious, but when are we ever serious?" He says chuckling

I close the door behind him and grab the kit from underneath the table from in front of my couch.

"As much as I love looking at you in this suit, you have to take it off baby." I say standing in front of me.

He looks at me and smiles.

"Are you gonna undress me?"

Although it was just a simple phrase, it made my stomach flutter with heat. With the way he is looking at me right now makes me really wanna jump his bones.

I look at him a little flustered and shake my head.

"Why are you horny right now? You are literally hurt." I say to him sitting the stuff to the side to help him undress.

"I get hard everytime I see you. You're just so sexy baby I can't help it. I always think about having you on your back, watching your face as you cum over and over on my dick. I never get tired of seeing your face as you cum, or listening to you moan my name over and over again, whining telling me you can't take it." He says to me. His voice getting deeper

I feel my clit throbbing. Begging to be touched. It's been a week since we've had sex. He's been in and out of the house so much helping Bruce, Jason and Damian. I went from having sex with him literally everyday to being deprived for a week.

He leaves in a rush every time we have tried to take it further, leaving me hot and bothered. He knows this, he takes pride in edging me like that. He's such a sadist.

I try to take matters into my own hands but it's not enough. I want him.

"Cat got your tongue now?" He leans back

"Cmon baby. Don't you want me to help you cum? It's been so long since you've felt daddy's touch hasn't it?"

"Mhm it's been so fucking long." I say to him walking closer.

"Have a seat in my lap. Actually, take everything off and have a seat on the couch." He says standing up

"I'm gonna go wash my hands. I'm not going to fuck up my pussy because my hands are dirty." He says walking to my bathroom.

The throbbing sensation intensifies at his words. I do what he says considering I didn't have on much. Just a t-shirt and some boxers. I take it off and sit down. The cold air hitting my clit, I softly moan from the air.

I squeeze my thighs together getting wetter at the thought of him touching me. I still hear the water running so I spread my legs a little and start touching my clit. I moan out lowly.

I lean my head back and rub in circles.

"Touching already? You know how I feel about that." He says coming to stand in front of me.

He took off his mask and suit standing in front of me only in a pair of shorts. He's slightly bruised on his abdomen but it only adds to his sex appeal. I moan again still rubbing while looking in his eyes.

He looks down and his jaw tightens. "Take your hands off now."

I whine moving my hand away. I grab my breasts and pull at my nipples, needing something, anything.

He bends down in front of me. I look into his eyes. "Please. I need you." I say to him

He groans out.

"I fucking love when you beg for me. I'll give you just what you want baby. Lay back and spread your legs."

I quickly lay back and spread my legs wide.

"Hold your legs back. You better not let go. If you do I'll stop and you won't get to cum." He says getting down on his knees.

He brings his fingers to my clit and rubs it slowly. I moan at the feeling. Glad that he finally touched me. He leans down and takes one long lick. I moan missing how his tongue feels.

"Fuck I miss how you taste." He groans.

He puts his head back down and licks my clit over and over again. He puts a finger inside of me and moves his finger in and out.

"Fuck baby just like that. God." I moan out

"You've missed daddy's tongue baby? Just as much as I've missed eating your pussy. Look at how wet you’ve gotten. Look at me doll." He says still moving his finger in and out of me

I look down at him still moaning loudly. He looks me in my eyes and spits on my clit. He goes back down and starts licking it again.

I moan even louder. Fuck that was so hot. He adds another finger and starts curling them inside of me. He speeds them up and starts sucking on my clit.

"I'm so close baby. Please don't stop. Oh god please."

"Mhm mhm." I hear him moan as he continues licking and sucking on my clit.

My hands start to slip but bring them back trying my hardest not to let my legs drop. I know that if I do Dick will stop and after not doing anything with him for a week I need this.

He looks up looking at me.

"Aww look at you gripping your legs for dear life. You know I'll stop and leave you here if you drop them don't you doll?"

I nod my head.

"How bad do you want to cum doll?"

"So bad please don't stop." I whine out

"Cum for me baby." He says leaning back down and sucking my clit

I gasp and cum moaning loudly.

"Oh my go-" I say leaning my head back.

He continues fingering me to ride out my high.

"Good fucking girl. You are such a good girl cumming on demand like that. You want this dick now don't you baby?"

He takes his fingers out of me and brings them to my mouth. I wrap my lips around his fingers and suck. Swirling my tongue around his fingers. I moan while looking to his eyes.

He groans and brings his face down to my face and kisses me. Letting me taste myself on his tongue. We both moan.

"God you are such a good girl for me baby." He says pulling back

He stands up fully and pulls his shorts down. His dick jumps out and hits his stomach. He steps out of his shorts and grabs his dick with his other hand.

"You see how hard you got me baby? I got this hard thinking about you, looking at you and tasting you." He says as he jerks it a little.

He grabs he dick and brings it to my clit sliding it up and down. He brings it to my entrance and slides it over it. Just teasing me.

"Fuck stop teasing. I need you in me." I whine

He just chuckles at me. Finally he brings it to my entrance and slides it in. We both moan at the feeling.

"Oh shit." He says moving in and out of me.

He rotates his hips as he goes in deep and slow. He speeds up the pace still going in deep and hitting my g-spot repeatedly. He leans down and kisses me. He puts his tongue in my mouth, kissing me sloppily. I bring my head back to moan some more

"God you feel so fucking good. You're such a good fucking slut taking my dick so well. I want you to look into my eyes while I'm fucking you. I love seeing your face as my dick stretches you."

I moan even louder looking into his eyes. He brings his other hand to my clit and rubs it, adding to the pleasure. I'm so close.

I close my eyes and he slaps my clit.

"You better fucking look at me. I can tell you are about to cum. You better fucking ask. I don't wanna be nice this time." He says rubbing my clit even faster

"Fuck. Please"

"Oh doll you can do better then that. You know how to fucking beg. Come on princess don't you want to cum?" He says

"Please, please let me cum. I'm so close I can't hold it." I say whining

"Hold it baby. I'm almost there. Don't you wanna cum with me baby? Don't you wanna feel my cum inside your pussy? Fuck I'm gonna fill you up so nice." He says groaning

He leans his head back and moans. He looks so fucking good.

"Yesss, please cum with me. I want you to fill me up. I'm all yours. Fuck I'm all yours. Please cum in me." I say to him

"Fuck, fuck I'm fucking cumming. Cum with me doll." He says leaning down to kiss me.

He kisses me and pulls back up. His strokes getting sloppy. We both moan and cum at the same time.

"Fuck oh fuck"

"Ahh oh my god "

We both say at the same time. His cum inside of me feels so fucking good. He slows his stokes helping us ride out our highs. He finally stops moving and slowly pulls out of me. He groans while doing so.

He kisses me slowly. I moan into his mouth as his tongue slips into my mouth. He pulls back giving me two more pecks.

"Fuck you did so good. Look at how good my cum looks inside of you. You looked so fucking pretty as you came. I'll never get tired of it." He groans.

I see his dick starting to rise again.

"Dick. No more I can't." I say to him shaking my head no.

He chuckles and picks me up. Walking towards our bathroom.

"I've missed being inside of you. I'm gonna clean you up but that won't stop me from fucking you again."

I shiver at his words knowing that I have a long night ahead of me. We make it to the bathroom.

“Gonna sleep with my cum in you?” He mumbles against my ear

“You’d like that wouldn’t you.” I laugh softly

“Oh I’d fucking love that. You know that.” He chuckles as he sits me in the toilet.

I pee and sit there for a while so it can seep out of me. After that he helps me up, I wash my hands then grab onto him as he takes me to my room. Laying me on the bed and getting in beside me.

“I’m so proud of you doll. You know that? You did so good for me” he kisses my forehead while cuddling me more into him

“Thank you.” I say sleepily

“You’re welcome baby. Get you some sleep” he says softly

Soon I fall asleep in his arms.

Thank you for reading hope to see you again ☻

[desultory-novice]

who would be more traumatized?

Marx who literally was to the verge of death <like this close 🤏>

or

Magolor who got possesed with an acient artifact? <he wasnt as close as Marx to dying tbh>

In strictly canon terms, Magolor went on to build a theme park and literally invite the Master Crown (riding Landia) to come play and Marx seems really gleeful to be Marx so I'd argue neither of them!

^_^

.............

:psst psst: ...But if we're talking Dess's very particular brand of Kirby-verse, and I assume you wouldn't be writing me if you didn't want to hear my very specific Kirby worldview...

...Okay, so, the first time I rolled this answer over in my head, my heart immediately spat out: "Marx."

Because Magolor does have his theme park! He has his ambitions. The crown manipulated him in a lot of horrible ways, but he has something outside of that, which he is slowly regaining. He also has friends - though the degree of friendship was in doubt for about 10 years. Yes, I'm certain that having your warped and twisted body, practically bursting with power too great for you to possibly wield and puppeted by a malevolent artifact while you're not even free to scream about it is an experience beyond horrible...!

But...let's look at Marx here.

Marx has no friends.

We GIVE him friends. We say he's friends with the Wave 1 group and we see no strong reasons he shouldn't be. (Even if we don't know what they have in common...) But a few of us have tried to advance the cause of Marx + Animal Friends + Gooey = good pals! We also say he's friends/found family with Gryll, a character he's never been on screen with! We say he's friends (and some of us say he's more than) with Magolor - who he also hasn't TRULY been on screen with!

The closest thing he has to a friend is Kirby. And some of that stems from the fact that a very "...distinctive..." looking gag manga made up The Most Believable Backstory for Marx in his 25 years of existence! This isn't the first time people have assumed Marx and Kirby had a complex friendship, however. (And I'm incredibly fond of reading a lot into their having something, with or without any canon backing.)

But...

...While Magolor remembered HIS wish, Marx never did - if he even had one. We won't know until further evidence is provided if Marx was manipulated into wanting control of Popstar but if he did, then he was just as much a victim as Magolor...

And if he wasn't manipulated... well, he's just empty, isn't he? And isn't that more sad, in a way? The silly clown just wanted one star. One star, all for his own. And it's a wish he'll never, ever get...

Marx is considered by some to kind of an empty character. I would say to be so "empty" is actually really tragic...

(You don't even have to get into HC territory, about Marx's lack of hands or Marx's resemblance to a Noddy or Marx sharing a few design elements with Nightmare but if you do, it gets WORSE.)

Back to canon, we have no idea how long Marx was floating through space, in a state of near/undeath, unable to move. We only ASSUME Magolor picked him up in the Starcutter. But if so... when...?

And you know how 'everything is a MF Jojo's reference?'

I made a slight note in a random post last year about Marx's heart theming reminding me of Dio, but I gotta say, the JJBA villain that Marx reminds me of the most is Kars. His "death" just gives very "Eventually he stopped thinking" vibes. (I suppose there's a chance that actually factored into my "Clockwork Marx = Marx Can't Die" theory, now that I put it all together like that.)

And even though Marx is back again, one has to question what the overall effect of his experiences was on him? We don't see if Magolor has crown scars under his silly tophat. But we know Marx bleeds Fecto Green and can do other scary tricks. Does he love them?

He seems to. But just as a lot of people DO headcanon Magolor to have those scars, just as many people have HC'd that Marx can...lose control of his body horror tricks. And the results aren't pleasant.

Of course, ju~st as soon as I had settled on Marx's personal and unspoken tragedy being kinda more sad than Magolor's, well...

...I remembered The True Arena...! DAMN YOU, TRUE ARENA MAGOLOR...!! :sobbing endlessly:

Because we can't just stop at "had his body puppetted against his will while he was forced to watch" now can we?! Noooo! Because Kumazaki won't give us anything nice! (Just kidding & thank you for all the good angst food every time, Director, sir! Love it!)

Because Magolor is literally crying for help. Have you listened to "Supreme Overlord's Coronation" recently?! God... the sounds he makes... He can barely get out Kirby's name amidst his gasps. The Master Crown has rendered him blind, having Stolen His Eyes along with everything else, so that Magolor can't even visualize whether there is any hope; whether "he" has killed Kirby or Kirby is still fighting for his sake (and can he HEAR at this point or is that gone too?) but he never.stops.calling.for.him. Let me say that again:

He never stops crying out for Kirby to save him. Can you imagine being in THAT much pain?! That's hurt and fear and death all in one. But he doesn't even have the mercy of dying...?! He's carried away from us, out of reach, still a victim of the crown, his haunting cries echoing in our ears. Where has he gone? Will he ever be free or will Magolor's fate linger in our nightmares for another decade?

Of course, True Arena Magolor may just be out of the running for this whole argument because, again, as we don't know if he shall ever be free, it's hard to talk about how traumatized he is if the trauma is actually unending/still present. But if he is ever rescued alive from that fate worse than death (else he may just suffer until the Crown has finished absorbing the last bits of his soul and he ceases to be "Magolor") I would think the mental scarring from that experience is probably going to be as near to permanent damage as you can get.

So, from least traumatized to most: Game Marx < Game Magolor <<<<< Dess's Magolor < Dess's Marx <<<<<<<<<< True Arena Magolor

[astraystayyh]

im 🤏🏻 this close to writing a hyune enemies to lovers with one of first dialogues being

"why don't you dance better, ln?"

"why don't you shove your attitude up your arse, Hwang?"

(I'm a competitive little dancer bitch so this would be so fun IF ONLY I HAD THE TIME)

definitely on the to do list but I have exams to give and classes to manage 😭

WAAAAAH ID LOVE TO READ THISSSSS 😭😭😭😭 you literally write me poetry for asks im sure your fics will be so so so good you’re so talented 🥹

[ms0milk]

ehem

A HYM TO BLACK WATER NWKDJDNFKWKFNEODKFNOWJDNFKEODNROWKFNWPFNEOKDNFJEKRKEOFO LORD HAVE MERCU ON MY SOUL, THE NEW CHAPTER?!?!?!?!?!??!??

I AM FLOORED, I HAVE NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW MWAH IT WAS

i was gonna give you my thoughts over a reblog, but, it 2as gonna be too long, so

ehem

idk if its just mez but wuen y/n does smthn psychotic, like when she bit the magic mans arm and th3re was blood and then he let go of her and she wae grinning widly, i got gidey lioe i was crazy smiling, its just OMLL and then her thoughts of her going to pretect her prince, and she wouldnt be able to do anything her precious queen woudnt like amd how she just staright up went for it

AND AND OMFG WHEN she got back up af5er litterally bwing birnt like a mtherfucking chciken nugget to protect her primce and then he took her and hid her when deku came to the rescue, and abt that, im not sure why but i find it endearing that she doesnt call deku by his name but champion, but anyways, she literally LITTERALLY put jer own shoulder back in its place THAT GIRLIE IW SOME SERIOUS BUSINESS and tuen even afyer that she could say smthm snarky to him amd the way je reacted afywr she told him intold you so i was 🤏 close to audibly moaing oml

and then even afyer he lef before whe couod snatch him so that he could be safe she g9t up even in that stae, foumd her sword and aimed straight at him wven if she could barleu walk

And whwn you wrote about how she was made to kill and murder as her prince's bodygaurd and how she was trained for this and thr gory bloody details and how the peopl3 she knew werw not meant for that job and she needed ro fucking finish it thwt was so I LIVE A STRONG Y/N AND IDK EVEN IF SHE IS TALKING ABT MURDER ITS LIKE how do i explain this, IDK I HOPE 6OU UNDERSTAND ITS JUST SO EXCITINGG!!!

and then she chwrged right at him whil3 he was busy and fucking shoved her blade so far into him and as she pulled out a dagger to slit his throat the queen was coming and then th3 little ending where they both fell of the cliff AHHENDIWMDJEIRJWIKXODJ2IDJIDJF3INRIW9OEJFJ3

GOOD LORD AND THEN AF6ER THAT WHEN IZUKU AND BWKUGO CAUGHT HER AND MY BABY WAS TILL ABOE TO TALK? AND WAS SEARCHING FOR HER PRINCE? JENEJEJWHEBEHEJEJEJJEK2ODK3IDK3IKDIEIDKR3K

AND WHEN YOU WRITE YOUR FUCKING DRTIALS ARE JUST MWAH MWAH ABSOLUTLY PERFECT AND EXPLAIN SO MUCH AND I CAN LITTERAPPY SEE THE WHOLE SCENE AND EVERY5HING ITS ABSOKUTLY GEORGOES 💫💫💫💫💫

ehe anyway, i would like to thank you and your hardwork and that i chang3d my username to pyromaniacslove, just putting this here so i can get a cute little ding when you update ❤️

stay safe and hydrayed love MWAH 😘

took me a while to answer bc your excitement made me giddy 🤭 i LOVE this play by play, thank you so much for your thoughts!! comments are seriously the reason I can keep writing. i'm eating them like breakfast i swear

I too love psychotic reader bc up until this point in the story, violence is the only time she really has any agency, plus i never see any capably violent fem readers :,) and I really like how it's slowly becoming more and more clear, the layers of both "shes so cool and good at her unconventional job!" and "why tf would they teach a child to do that..?" it's going to make for a real fun bkg/yn dynamic soon i promise

she's a really precious character to me, and one i can explore all the responsibility that I (and i'm sure SO many of you) experienced too young.

By the end I did lose a bit of motivation, so the language gets slightly unclear but i'm glad that you were still able to follow! and thank you for letting me know abt the username change, i'll update my taglist <3

[lokilysolbitch]

update on this yesterday i started out in like. a 'nothing is getting me enough dopamine' mood but i played a little project sekai and played the five ish songs that would give me dopamine in between tasks and that kinda helped but god i swear i could only get up to like 50% for so much of that day

but today my dopamine meter is full bc my fyp happened to be really good and it had a lot of music posts so i got to hum to big chunks songs i like and YALL. i organized and cleaned up my bathroom unprovoked like i cleaned the SINK and shit AND i got stuff out the dryer and started a new load of laundry AND i'm about to move it to the dryer. AND I DIDNT EVEN FORGET A TASK. i literally was like okay let me fold these wash rags. oh i need to get a new toilet roll. i'll finish these first. AND THEN I DIDNT FORGET TO GET THE TOILET ROLL AFTERWARDS. i was this🤏 close to cleaning my whole ass tub too but decided it would be more efficient to do it later bc i have other stuff to do.

when i can't find what will give my brain enough dopamine it's rough but when i can????? i could almost do paperwork right now.

wait okay so. if you stop viewing adhd as a focus issue and frame it as a internal dopamine functions aren't working issue. and if you need dopamine to do things. then. instead of thinking how can i make myself focus. you can just think how do i get external dopamine sources to make my brain machine go.

im not focusing because im not getting my internal reward im biologically supposed to get. that's why im unmotivated. i brush my teeth and i get no internal sense of satisfaction. so now i don't want to brush my teeth. if i'm not getting an internal sense of satisfaction for doing things then most tasks feel worthless. which can look like or turn into depression.

but then i find one source or one task with a bunch of dopamine like a certain fidget or hobby (recently it's been diamond painting for me) and suddenly im fine again because my brain is no longer starving. suddenly i can focus on my lectures playing in the background when im getting little hits of external dopamine from putting diamonds in the right spot. im getting the sense of satisfaction that everyone else was already getting.

or like. one day im trying to read a textbook and the words are just. not getting into my brain. so i give up and play genshin for a bit. i get dopamine in my brain. i turn back to the textbook. and suddenly. i can read again. i read for a few minutes and i'm not comprehending it anymore. i play genshin for a few minutes and then turn back to the textbook. and then i can read again. again.

people have already been saying this but it really clicked yesterday when i was trying to read a textbook for a class i love bc it's connected to a special interest but i didn't like the current chapter topic. so i wasn't getting any dopamine from the content. and of course i wasn't getting any dopamine from the act of completing the task of reading. and i was trying to think of ways i needed to multitask to focus. but i noticed i kept switching from tiktok to reading which helped. like id watch some tiktoks and there would be like a mental feeling of "okay we're at 100%" and is just toss my phone and start reading. like i didn't have to tear myself away from it.

i was literally feeding my brain. and just stopped once i got full. like putting gas in the car.

that's why i only use things if they have pretty colors or some sort of pleasing sensory input. that's where my dopamines coming from. that's why a sticker chart and playing music while brushing my teeth helped so much. to give me the sense of satisfaction i wasn't getting from my own brain.

that's why giving myself the rewards at the end of tasks didn't always work. you can't reward a car with gas if the tank is empty. i needed the dopamine to start the tasks, and more dopamine intermittently to continue longer tasks.

anyways. i'm gonna stop holding off from doing fun shit until after i finish tasks. bc in hindsight i always did better work when i put the fun stuff first. and i'm gonna stop wasting time waiting for my brain car to go when the tank was empty the whole time.

i left mid post for a little bit and came back and i didn't proofread this and it's also unfinished but i'm posting it now bc. i have DID i don't member exactly what i was tryna say. and personally i'm not reading all that.

TLDR: stop treating adhd like it's mainly a focus issue. treat it like dopamine is an external resource and it acts as gas for your brain car. how can i focus better❌ what satisfying thing can i do to help my brain initiate/focus on this task✅

[upsidedownwithsteve]

Hi Emmy!! Hope you had/have a good day (it's like 10 pm at India where I'm currently in)

Anyway, just wanted to pop up and say that (for once) I'm literally so excited for monday and I said that today to my sister almost a hundred times and every time she asks why I tell "it's cuz my fav Author is posting" and now she's ready to throw a pillow at my head and this close 🤏🏻 to search up 'how to kill your sister and get away with it' and it's all your fault and I am not even mad-

Anyways, love you so so so much and CANNOT wait for Simmer cpt 4 and MNIWYD🧡🧡

- Never give up Emmy (on anything) and so should you folks!🧡🧡

i’m late to replying but this is the absolute sweetest and you’re far too kind! 😭 thank you so much lovely and I truly hope you enjoyed chapter 4! I hope you didn’t kill your sister 🧡