#Resident emoji expert

[kimthemangoguy]

somehow got assigned as the alter that everyone wakes up to ask "hey uhhhh this white person is being weird right?"

[waylibee-analysis-firm]

@willelmikes here throws post at you

i’m so curious how does the writing process work with 3 authors!! do u all have a big planning doc together? how do u decide who writes the chapters?

hi anon!

so suni talked about the writing process a bit here if you want some more info, but yes we do have a big planning doc. multiple actually. we really like google docs. as for deciding who wrote which chapter, it was pretty random since we were all throwing around ideas together! the big exception to that was chapter 9, which is thea's baby hehe.

[meangirls-imagines]

Welcome to the Poly!Plasticsverse!

collab with: @yungpoetfics (my fav bubs in the world)

Regina George

@queenbgina/@callmereginald (she/her)

North Shore's Queen Bee

Soft for her girlfriends

The mom of the group

Basically a sugar mommy for her girls

Lifehack Geek

TikTok hater

Has rational fear of werewolves

Will fight a bitch

Victoria's Secret girly

Female rapper stan (Doja, Cardi, Megan, etc.)

Gryffindor

Lesbian

Gretchen Wieners

@thegretchenw/@greatgretsby (she/her/it (only if ur special))

The second mom of the group

Softest human

Loves playing with her girlfriends hair

#1 Twilight hater

Has a letterboxd account just to leave bad reviews

The level headed one usually, but will snap when she needs

Cuddly as fuck

Loves Fleur du Mal lingerie

Stubborn as Fuck

Wine drinker/expert

Loves vintage music (Elvis, Elton John, etc.)

Hufflepuff

Bisexual

Karen Shetty

@karebearz/@karensheetty (any pronouns)

Ambidextrous™️

Loves Spongebob

Plant Parent

Knows Britney Spears and Lady Gaga choreo

Kpop girly (Blackpink, BTS, etc.)

Lettering expert

Has Funko Pop collection

Squishmallow lover

Ravenclaw

Pansexual

Cady Heron

@cady_heron/@defnotcaddy (she/her)

The third mom of the group

Whispers when angry

Carries bandaids at all times

Always has snacks

Lactose Intolerant (but LOVES cheese)

Cries at Rom-Coms

LOVES hugs

Cannot handle spicy food

Sleeps with a teddy bear

Happy to be here

Friends with everyone's parents

Token vanilla of the group

Has diary (with a heart shaped lock)

Bisexual

Aaron Samuels

@aaronsammy/@atomicaaron (he/him) or (ho/mie)

1/3 of Terror Trio

Y/N's best friend

North Shore's resident Himbo

Will do anything if someone says "I dare you"

Impulsive buyer

Has one brain cell (shares it with Y/N)

Overuses 💪 emoji

Usually confused

1/2 Golden Retriever duo

Can skateboard

Uses Axe body spray

Co-founder of Stuntmares

Dreams of grabbing a teddy in a claw machine (bucket list item)

Ass man

Owns too many grey sweatpants

Kisses his homies (homiesexual)

Has never watched Harry Potter

Watches lifestyle coaches on YT

Can play the ukulele (really badly)

Loves Eminem and Harry Styles (would fuck Harry Styles)

Writes Larry Stylinson fanfics

Kissed Y/N once (regretted immediately)

Bisexual

Damian Hubbard

@hubbarddamian/@damianishubby (he/him/they)

Learned how to sew from Janis

Does drag and has a YT channel (Anita Dick)

Huge Adore Delano stan

Will fight anyone who hurts Janis

Doesn't like Rupaul as a person, but is a religious Drag Race fan

#1 Poly!Plastics fan

Has an 8 step skincare routine

Cameraman for Stuntmares

Earlybird

Lies about having curfew to go to sleep early

Ravenclaw

(Lowkey wishes he was a Slytherin bc it's the "cuntiest house"

Him and Karen watch The Bachelor

Fav movie is Dirty Dancing (did the lift with Janis)

Learned how to twerk from Y/N

Gay

Janis Imi'Ike

@janiisimiike/@imiikenough (she/they)

Secret Barbie girly(live action and animated movies)

Will go straight for Ryan Gosling

Feral chihuahua of the group

Hozier stan

HATES THE KARDASHIANS

Pain in Regina's ass

Anger Issues™️

Secretly loves Olivia Rodrigo

Mentally Ill friend

Emotional Drunk

Karaoke Queen

Tits girly

Leather Jacket lesbian

Getting piercings > therapy

Has a suit collection

Thrifter

Loves her friends

Dog person (secretly)

Quotes niche memes

Kinky af

Middle Child

Lesbian

Y/N Y/L/N (FC: Chrissy Costanza)

@thisbeyn/@reginaslefttit (she/he/they/it)

2/3 Terror Trio

2/2 Golden Retriever duo

Has matching fried egg tattoo with Aaron.

Co-Founder of Stuntmares

"Hi, I'm Y/N and welcome to Stuntmares" *jumps off roof into pool*

Cuts her own hair

Blooper Reel Queen

North Shore's resident stoner

AUDHD (autistic + ADHD)

Playlists range from Beethoven to ashnikko

"IT'S NOT A PHASE. IT'S A LIFESTYLE."

Demisexual

Plays electric guitar

Has slight speech impediment

Gremlin of the group

D&D Dungeon Master

ALWAYS falls asleep during movie night

Power Nap Addict™️

Insomniac

Monster Energy Drink Enthusiast (collects the cans)

Oddly good at Origami

Tweets everything she thinks

Has been banned from Fortnite and Roblox

Married to Gretchen on The Sims (regina and karen were sad)

Anger issues

✨Spicy✨ Latina (do not fuck with her people)

Matching rings with her gfs

Def had one night stand with Cady

Shane Oman

@shaneomann/@omantastic (he/him) or (dumb/hoe)

Loves Old School Rap (Biggie, Tupac, Snoop Dogg, etc.)

Hates Y/N at first but comes to love her like a sister.

Only person who can outsmoke Y/N.

Has a dropped truck with red LED lights under it.

Blasts music walking down the halls.

Always has the zoomies.

Orange cat friend.

Has elevator music playing in his head 24/7.

Challenged Damian to a dance off. (He lost. But he had girls simping over him)

Posts thirst traps on TikTok. (Regina's mom is his #1 follower)

Has a frying pan tattooed to match Aaron and Y/N.

Always on Stuntmares trying to create new world records.

Or eating a bunch of weird combos.

"Oman! Not again!" *proceeds to eat a marshmallow and spam sandwich*

Ralph Lauren man

Whenever the polycule argues, he's a "fuck this shit, I'm out" person.

Professional party crasher

Dine and Dash expert

Has nipple piercings (Aaron and Y/N dared him to get them)

Curses like a fucking sailor (Half of his lines on Stuntmares are just censor beeps)

Talks way too fast.

Knows Italian and Spanish (Him and Y/N talk shit in Spanish)

His ringtone for Aaron and Y/N is the remix of the Windows error sound

Loves t-shirts with offensive prints (Regina tries to make him dress normally)

Has gc with Aaron and Y/N called "Hoemies"

Would fuck Aaron

TICKLISH

Major gossip (Him and Gretchen meet once a week to talk shit)

[natjennie]

dom allen resident sexy emoji expert

[waylibee-analysis-firm]

mustang theory (ch09)

guys im being so serious rn. im so scared to post this. but bee is being wonderfully supportive (as usual <3) and i am going to be. so very Brave. this may not be coherent, but...i hope it makes some sort of sense ok. anyways here is the theory for ch09:

mike and will leave the camp dance early bc of Bad Memories and/or they would rather just be making out (which is. fair) 

(fearless lore is referenced throughout but also will be theorized/posted about separately) 

this would be proven by the references to wish you were sober by conan gray (yes ik it’s not in relation to ch09 but. this part Could Happen at the end of ch08…just saying). 

this specific theory is fueled by the weird eureka moment i had regarding this post. is this a reach? yes. do i fucking care? no.

they take mike’s car, despite will’s grumblings abt his stupid fucking mustang.

ch01 im staring. Directly at you. shut up. shut up. i hear what you’re saying and i just can’t listen right now okay. ch01 we’ll get back to you i prommy

“Also, God forbid I have to leave the grounds in Mike Wheeler’s stupid fucking Mustang more than once this summer," he adds, nearly spitting. (ch01)

need i say more.

also this would totally be building more on their trust....plus probably some references from follow the sparks that i don't know off the top of my head

also could have been foreshadowed by ch02…when will refused to get into mike’s stupid. fucking. mustang. just saying….

ch02 is also biggest fearless lore references we have that i can think of but that is for another time

“Don’t tell me you’re driving that thing,” Will scoffs, eyeing Mike’s car in trepidation, eyes sweeping along the length of the racing stripes. (ch02)

...forcing Will to declare a lesser of two evils: throwing dignity to the wind and accepting a ride in the Mustang — the undeserving bane of Will’s existence...(ch02)

CAR EMOJI !!!!

this chapter is “thea’s baby”. well thea is also the resident car expert.

im literally so funny for this sorry not sorry im cracking myself up ->

either something happens between them and they end up pulled over OR something happens to the stupid fucking mustang

THIS could be that one post thea made…which could have been totally innocent OR it could have been COMPLETELY SINISTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OUT TO GET US!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! putting on my tinfoil hat

smth happens between them...backseat driver will (mentioned in ch02) as well as the stupid. FUCKING how to drive manual that's been driving me INSANE the past couple of days (found here.)

side note: thea i love you but you are driving me Bonkers (mwah <3)

alternative to the above point is that mike pulls over to 1) make out with will (again. which is again. fair.) 2) chat with will about what they Are

option 2) would require some sort of shift in their relationship/situationship beforehand…im thinking this could mean you know that i caught it could take place BEFORE or DURING ch9… this could be the They Know motif coming to a head (meaning everybody. they Know for real this time. and now mike’s confused about it. “what are we?” talk from ch05 but times a million)

“save me ‘till the party’s over/kiss me in the seat of your rover”

^^ regarding this. i wrote all of this before i rediscovered that wish u were sober has nothing to do with ch09 (supposedly). im just too lazy to change it bear with me please.

will gets mad at mike for some reason?

if the original point made (something happens to the stupid fucking mustang) ends up happening, this could be will’s breaking point bc he’s overwhelmed and panicked and stuff is happening too fast for him

ch09 is a will pov chapter.

also frustrated crier (some ask about ch04 that i need to find to link before this gets posted)…just saying.

will gets mad at mike continued and reverts back to his I Need to Hurt You phase bc it’s safe and he doesn’t know how to handle the UNDOUBTEDLY romantic feelings n thoughts he’s having about mike…

he’s scared of getting hurt again like he was with derek and he’s scared of the unfamiliar territory that comes with being nice to mike/having mike be nice in return

This type of gentleness is certainly a facet of Will that Mike has known, having seen it more than a handful of times over the years, but it’s not quite one he’s accustomed to. (ch06)

this ^^ goes both ways i assume...there's gotta be evidence abt it in a will pov chapter but i am. exhausted.

he lashes out at mike that they aren’t anything, they’re just a casual fwb situationship, etc. 

wow would you look at that…this is paralleling the fearless lore theory…

cue "straight up" by paula abdul for mike pov (i've been a fool before/wouldn't like to get my love caught in the slammin' door/how about some information, please? // straight up now tell me/do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh/or am I caught in a hit-and-run?/straight up now tell me/is it gonna be you and me together oh, oh, oh/or are you just having fun?)

“Hit-and-run” CAR IMAGERY ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

"straight up" by paula abdul is on mike's driving playlist and i've been going insane about it since i saw it. btw. i love this song.

mike's unsure abt what they Are/what will is thinking so he reverts to the childish fighting thing too...pushing will's buttons is second nature for him by this point...evidence for this in a mike pov i will find later prommy

this is also wish you were sober coded “trip down the road, walking you home/you kiss me at your door/pullin’ me close, beg me ‘stay over’/but im over this roller coaster/imma crawl out of the window now/gotten good at saying ‘gotta bounce’/honestly you always let me down/and i know we’re not just hanging out”

first half here. could be about how mike is begging will for a relationship. but will is “over the rollercoaster” and the push and pull of their friendship to rivalry to fwb situation. 

second half here. will’s metaphorically leaving mike (crawling out the window). he’s “gotten good at saying ‘gotta bounce’” bc he’s done this to mike Before when they kissed when they were thirteen…i Think (fearless lore theory). “honestly you always let me down” could be a reference to. will being angry with mike for not just being happy with their fwb, even though he wants more too? “i know we’re not just hanging out” come ON this is will saying he KNOWS THEY CANT JUST BE CASUAL. HE LITERALLY SAYS THIS IN CH05 I BELIEVE. OR MIKE DOES IN CH06. THEY CAN’T BE ANYTHING BUT EACH OTHERS EVERYTHING. 

^^ literally kill me now i can't believe none of this is related. curling up into a little ball and sobbing.

this would be the beginning of the Angst that’s a 3-4 on a scale of 10 bc we know they're both idiots just miscommunicating But. hey.

so that's uh. that's the outline of the Theory we currently have...it's our most fleshed out one rn fs but there are a few Others that were referenced here that we need some more information on...

anyways. thanks for being insane with us. <3

[sailoreuterpe]

happy birthday, nikki!! i hope you have a wonderful day!! 🎂🎉🎈🎊🎁🥳💖

Thank you so much! I love the little emoji party. :3 I got cheesecake as well as German chocolate cake, so overall it was a successful day, lol! And I'm glad that I have my resident tinimmy expert always on deck!

[moochilatv]

Very Many Horses presents: Compadre

Greg & Wes have new music on the way

About COMPADRE:

"A song of many textures. Soft, subtle synths. Huge crunching guitars. Syrupy sweet backing vocals. Screeching EBow. Splashy cymbals. Cowbell! Compadre is quite the tapestry".

The meaning

Lyrically it touches on topics such as self-sabotage, hypocrisy, abandonment, linguistics, social consciousness, societal homogeny, insecurity, autonomy and more.

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BIO:

Friends for many years, Very Many Horses - Greg & Wes - worked together what seems like a lifetime ago, in another bygone band. Then, after going their separate ways and having both spent time in the wilderness of fatherhood - they found their way back to each other, further on up the road, thanks to the wonder of the world wide web.

Greg is a Londoner, born and bred, of (mostly) English and Trinbagonian heritage and is a lover of a great many things - music, art, film, food & drink, football, literature, pro-wrestling, emojis and travel to name a few. Greg writes a lot of the lyrics and plays guitar, he has been songwriting since his teens. He is self taught although was hugely influenced by his guitarist Dad.

Wes was born in Durban, South Africa but has resided in England since 1999. Based in London since 2005ish, he is soon to relocate to the calmer climes of sunny Folkestone. He is a talented multi-instrumentalist with a focus on guitar, which he got into by paying one of the older boys at school to teach him - a whole 5GBP per lesson. He learned mostly Nirvana songs, and that was enough. Wes is an expert in music production as well as mixing and engineering.

They are currently hard at work on their debut album.

Listen the full EP here:

[jcmarchi]

Solving complex problems with technology and varied perspectives at Sphere Las Vegas

New Post has been published on https://thedigitalinsider.com/solving-complex-problems-with-technology-and-varied-perspectives-at-sphere-las-vegas/

Solving complex problems with technology and varied perspectives at Sphere Las Vegas

Something new, large, and round has dominated the Las Vegas skyline since July: Sphere.

After debuting this summer, the state-of-the-art entertainment venue became instantly recognizable thanks to pictures and videos on social media and Reddit. Some of the most viral posts depict the 580,000-square-foot, fully programmable LED Exosphere projecting a giant yellow emoji that smiles, sleeps, and follows airplanes flying overhead with a look of wonder.

According to Jared Miller ’98, MBA ’03, SM ’03, Sphere’s growing popularity even before its official opening last September — when the Irish rock band U2 began its months-long residency — is a testament to the work of the creative team that made it happen.

“The team we have assembled in many ways reflects my experience at MIT,” says Miller, who is executive vice president and CIO at Sphere Entertainment.

“We have deep technology experts, engineers, scientists, artists, creative technologists, and people who have worked in many different industries who have come together to embrace this vision,” adds Miller. “The diversity of the people you’re surrounded with … brings different perspectives [and an] enthusiasm to come together and collaborate on a solution. This is what’s really special about Sphere, and it applies to MIT as well.”

Embracing the pivot

As an undergraduate, Miller majored in chemical engineering and interned in the oil and gas industry, after which he decided to pursue an alternative career path. This led to a job at Intel during the race to build the first microprocessor capable of achieving 1 gigahertz.

Miller learned a lot about himself and his professional interests during the experience, and he was eager for more. “I wanted to learn more about the business aspects; to move from being an engineer into a broader management and strategy role,” he says.

He applied to the program then known as Leaders for Manufacturing (LFM) and matriculated in 2001. The program was then focused on “Big M manufacturing,” but as Miller recalls, LFM was growing and evolving toward its eventual renaming as Leaders for Global Operations (LGO). As a result, the student experience was expanding far beyond manufacturing and into other disciplines.

For Miller, this meant the airline industry. “The intersection of technology and guest experience was taking hold in the industry because it required a pretty rapid shift in how airports and airlines were thinking about … how they were moving people through their journey,” he says.

LGO students participate in six-month internships at LGO partner companies that serve as a basis for their thesis projects. Miller interned at Continental Airlines, where he studied the use of self-service check-in kiosks and their impact on traveler experience.

After graduation, he remained at Continental — which merged with United Airlines in 2010 — for almost a decade, until he pivoted to designing and building new venues in the sports and entertainment industry.

“MIT constantly encouraged and challenged us to think very openly about the opportunities that lie ahead. In my case, these pivots didn’t seem that odd or awkward between the different engineering fields and industries. It was just another step in the journey,” says Miller. “The intersection of technology and the guest experience was at the heart of what I was doing.”

Merging invention with varied perspectives

Until the venue’s official launch, all the public knew about Sphere was what they could see displayed on its massive Exosphere. Once U2 played their first of 40 shows and filmmaker Darren Aronofsky’s “Postcard from Earth” premiered as part of The Sphere Experience, audiences were granted access to what Miller and his team had also been working on.

These include a fully immersive display plane with 16k x 16k resolution, 4D technologies like haptic systems and atmospheric effects to influence what guests are literally feeling, the world’s largest beamforming audio system, and more.

“So much of what we’ve done at Sphere has been about invention,” says Miller.

By “invention,” Miller means the sense of identifying potential experiences for the audience and working back from that point when developing the necessary technologies. Though he is quick to explain that technology is not always the solution to a problem, but simply one of many tools that can be used.

“A lot of it comes through process improvements,” explains Miller. “You’ve got to analyze what didn’t work, using a lot of data to come back and say, ‘You know what? This is what needs to change. This is why this approach didn’t work.’ Then get right back up and find another way to tackle the problem.”

From using systems thinking and data analytics to address complex problems — like how to guarantee that 18,000 people in a spherical structure will have the same experience — to building teams that collaborate well to produce possible solutions, Miller credits many of the tools at his disposal to his learnings at MIT.

He learned how to think about complex problems more broadly, and how to think collaboratively with others from a wide variety of backgrounds — much like the team at Sphere.

“At LGO, we discussed and worked on problems that hadn’t been solved yet. We needed a diverse group of people to come together and use all their experiences and expertise to create that solve,” says Miller. “It’s bringing together that diverse group of people to work together that ultimately gets to a great solution.”

[clarz]

[disclaimer: this is an archive of an old question i answered on curiouscat, copied and pasted so i can take advantage of tumblr's tagging system for organization. i'm mostly doing this for my own record-keeping purposes, so feel free to ignore this post and blacklist "clarz cc" to avoid seeing them in the future.]

answered January 25, 2020

Q (Anonymous): Hey As resident penis expert, have you seen this? Is that his tiny dick or just a creasing clothes thing? https://twitter.com/_cho97/status/918429223559217152?s=21

A: i think it's at least partially dick! but i also think the pants are stretching in a weird way that's flattening the front of his crotch, like the crotch of the pants is cut too low for how tight they are and so they're bunching very strangely?

[ofpriderocks]

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗' 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎  𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝  𝚂𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍  𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎  𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝙰𝚖, 𝙸 𝙰𝚖  𝙰 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗

statistics

inspired  by  :  simba  (  the lion king ) / added inspo !   t’challa ( black panther ) , hamlet ( shakespeare  ) , han solo ( star wars ) 

full name. simba azari shauku faceclaim. michael evans behling ( future: jd pardo )  dob. august 8th zodiac. leo occupation. bartender / crowned prince of pride rock birthplace. the pride lands, africa  orientation. bisexual/biromantic song. pray for me - the weekend ft. kendrick lamar film. the godfather mbti. esfp  alignment. lawful good abilities. enhanced strength, durability, speed, agility,  stamina and reflexes, regenerative healing factor, genius-level intellect, master tactician, master martial artist , expert swordsman, master acrobat, multilingualism & pilot hogwarts house. gryffindor emoji.  ( 🦁 )

present !!

simba has made a life for himself here in elias. with the phrase hakuna matata in clutch, he’s found bliss in normality. the life of royalty is something he has long left behind him. his family ( minus kiara and nala ) believe he’s dead and honestly is that such a bad thing ? this is the happiest he’s been. does pride rock really need him ?

his shit’s about to get rocked with the information of his uncle scar being in elias. his bubble is about to get burst in the worst way possible. simba doesn’t know if he can be the king everyone sees him to be. at least, he doesn’t know if that part of him is still alive. it died the day his father did and again when was supposed to die. 

past !!

tw: simba’s bio mentions death & bombings.

the only son of king mufasa and queen sarabi, simba was born in the pride lands. a hidden civilization in the heart of africa. the santucci’s lived double lives. to the outside world they were the santucci’s, billionaires in the technology industry and but to the people of pride rock they were reigning monarchs and the creators of the most powerful substance on earth: vibranium.

from a young age simba’s father did his best to prepare his son for the day he would be king. everything the light touched was theirs to rule. first and foremost he was to keep his people safe. with such a powerful substance in their grasps it was easy to make enemies. it was up to simba to ensure the longevity and protection of his people. 

given the best education, training and anything else simba could be gifted he was a force to be reckoned with. 

simba was an arrogant little kid. he couldn’t wait to be king only because the title of it sounded cool. he was unaware of the true responsibilities and weight that lied ahead. he had a habit of putting himself and nala in trouble when he was younger but as he grew up his reckless streak ceased. 

at the age of seventeen, simba and his father attended a conference in vienna. in the middle of his father’s speech the building they were in was bombed. mufasa unfortunately did not make it. the last thing simba was given by his father was the santucci crest ring that signified it was time for him to take his place in the great circle of life as king. 

an unimaginable guilt resided in simba after that day. he felt he could have saved his father but he didn’t. how was he to return him to face everyone and let them know the king was dead and it was his fault ? they were the tough times mufasa had warned simba about. his reign as king didn’t last long. on the day of simba’s coronation, the outsiders infiltrated pride rock with scar leading them. he challenged his nephew to the throne.

simba couldn’t back out of it. he had been challenged which meant he had to fight for his right to be king. he thought he had the upper hand but simba was sorely mistaken. a good fight was given but in the end, scar picked simba up on his shoulders and threw him down the waterfall to his death shouting ‘ long live the king. ’

simba was pronounced dead by all. the only thing is, simba was not dead. by some miracle he managed to survive. he was found by nuka clinging on for dear life. instead of finishing the job, nuka took it upon himself to get help. he help get simba to elias, the same place kovu had been sent to. the wounds he sustained in the fight would be able to be taken care of by medical professionals there. their advanced technology and medicine would help him more than the pride lands could now. he would also be safe from scar’s watchful eye until the time came for simba to challenge scar for the crown. 

future !!

simba and scar will eventually duel. he won’t let his uncle terrorize elias or pride rock any further than he has.

he’s gotta let everyone know he’s not dead ... phew imagine just walking into the pride lands like sike y’all thought i was dead !! bitch i lived !!

he’ll step into his rightful place in the circle of life and become king of pride rock. there’s still much simba wants to do first before he takes on that responsibility.

he marries nala and together they have three kids. zack, davu & saskia.

taken connections

mufasa & sarabi santucci / parents

kiara & kion santucci / cousins, practically siblings

scar santucci / uncle

nala omita / love of his life

flynn rider / co-worker & friend

monty mcqueen, beverly utonium, nick wilde / friends

sadie teague / co-worker

wanted connections

friends : always down for more buddies [ open ]

enemies : my man is a LOT truly condolences he’s not everyone’s cup of tea. idk maybe your character works for scar unknowingly simba would hate u on sight [ open ]

uhhhh i’m open to anything lmfaoooo.

( PINTEREST BOARD , PLAYLIST , PRIDE ROCK PLAYLIST & MUSING TAG )

[ttuesday]

Alright, what Video games would the modern VDL gang have as their favorites?

ah hello my dear anon, I see you're back again *gives you a slice of bread* welcome

Arthur

Arthur likes video games that have a good storyline. He needs something he can sink his teeth into and get emotionally invested in.

He wasn’t sure whether he was going to like Telltale’s The Walking Dead game at first but after playing for a few hours he was absolutely obsessed with it

The game makes him cry a lot especially the ending of season 1

Dutch

Dutch is a simple man, if he sees a survival game that has a tall, dominating vampire lady in it then he needs to play it.

He hasn’t played any of the other Resident Evil games but he knew he just had to play RE Village.

After finishing the game, he bought himself some circular sunglasses cause he wants to look like Heisenberg.

Charles

Charles plays video games to relax and get away from the stress of life with the gang.

He has always wanted to play the guitar but he’s never had the time to learn the instrument. But that’s what makes the absolute classic game Guitar Hero so good.

Charles becomes a pro at Guitar Hero, buying all the different guitar variations and the drums set you can get for it too.

Hosea

There’s no point trying to build anticipation for what game Hosea loves the most, it’s Candy Crush

Karen

At first, Karen loved GTA V for it’s great story and amazing characters but then she found out it has an online mode.

There’s no easy way to say this but Karen’s that player that will chase you around the map and kill you for literally no reason.

She loves it when people get really angry after she kills them, it’s something she likes to laugh about later.

John

John plays a lot of those racing games like Forza Horizon.

He likes them cause he doesn’t have to pay too much attention to what’s happening, all he has to do is drive the car.

Karen tried to get him to do a race in gta online but she kept crashing into him. After that John swore never to play gta online again.

Sean

Sean’s the kinda guy to play the same video game for MONTHS to the point where people wonder if he‘ll ever play another game or just this one forever.

Man loves Skate 3, he could play it all goddamn day and not get bored

Seriously, the amount of joy he gets out of this game is actually kinda adorable

Javier

Javier is that guy that has an entire city built in Minecraft.

He’s an expert at the game, even on hardcore mode!!!!

He also co-owns a very successful survival server with Lenny, though Javier does most of the work on it.

Pearson

there is only one right answer to this and that’s Cooking Mama

Mary-Beth

we all know Mary-Beth is an Animal Crossing fan

she even has a plush of Tom Nook 

Bill

Bill has played The Last of Us too many times to count. 

Now whenever he gets drunk he just rambles about how amazing the game is, how he loves Joel with all his heart and about how cool the different types of zombies are

...he hasn’t played the second game yet

Kieran

Are you ready to get mad? No? Ok, quickly prepare yourself to get mad. Kieran’s favourite video game is... Fortnite. HA

For his birthday, everyone buys him Fortnite lunchboxes and pencil cases lol

Lenny 

Lenny adores the Assassin’s Creed franchise, he can be a real history nerd sometimes so he loves finding all the little historical details.

But please don’t ask him what his favourite Assassin’s Creed game is. Arthur asked him once and Lenny made diagrams and charts to map out the pros and cons of each game and he still hasn’t picked which one is his favourite.

Abigail 

Her and Jack like to take turns playing Subway Surfers.

It’s what she plays whenever she gets some time to herself.

Molly

Molly loves singing as loud as she can on Singstar

She also got the dlc for it so she can sing while Charles plays guitar

Susan

Tetris... yup...

Micah 

Micah is the biggest Call of Duty fan out there.

He’s played the campaign of every game and he’s a pro at online.

And yes, he’s that guy that will sneak up and knife you in online instead of just shooting you.

Tilly 

Tilly could make a 2 hour presentation on why she loves Detroit: Become Human so much 

She makes everyone play the first mission and then judges everyone based on the choices they make

The game also makes her become very aware of the little choices she makes in everyday life

Trelawny

Trelawny thinks sending people emojis is a game

No one has told him that emojis aren’t a game because of how much fun he has with it

He sends people the most bizarre emojis all the time now 

[rothane]

closed for @harpercarmichael​

setting: harper’s house

Rowan likes to think of herself as the resident experts on complicated relationships with with one’s mother -- but she knows that Harper is right up there with her. Her own opinion on Olivia isn’t the greatest, all things considered, and she knows that her friends needs some support through all of this so she is more than happy to stop by and help out a few hours before Will or Olivia are due to come to Harper’s place. “Should we come up with some kinda alert system before she shows up?” She asks. “You know, like you send me an apple emoji if it’s goin well, but then if you send me an alligator or somethin’ I know I’ve gotta show up here hysterical sayin’ I need you to come help me with an emergency.” The look she shoots Harper lets her know that while it’s said as a joke, she is most definitely not above crashing the dinner if it’s what she needs. 

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@evilasiangenius replied to your post “make sigma write :D”

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thank you, friend!

so uh. this one was to force myself to be the change start writing the muldoon/grant i want to see in the world.  jesus i'm actually doing this aren't i

here goes nothing !!!

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Muldoon knows who they are, of course; he skimmed the dossier Arnold handed around as soon as Hammond sent word that Grant and Sattler had agreed.  He's long been accustomed to trophy hunters, wealthy men who cared only how impressive their kills will look posed in photographs or stuffed and displayed in some dreary mansion, and has gotten used to the scientists who view the animals here as specimens to create and contain.  He didn't expect to be so glad that someone is finally taking an interest in them the way he does, learning their behavior, knowing them as individual creatures.  The others all look green around the gills as the velociraptors feed, but Grant -- there's interest shining in his eyes, or maybe more than that:

Rapture.

He interrogates Muldoon about the raptors' development, their intelligence, and seems to get more breathless with every nasty detail.  It's been a long time since anyone hung on Muldoon's words like this, and he finds himself preening under the attention, trying to impress the sandy-haired American.

"And is there a way to see them more closely?" Grant asks, as Hammond is trying to herd the visitors off to lunch.

"I can show you the keepers' observation area," Muldoon offers, "but they may not cooperate."

"Oh, I think it's worth a try," Grant says.  He turns to Sattler.  "Ellie?"

She grimaces.  "You go on," she says.

Hammond protests, clearly reluctant to leave an expert he's trying to charm alone with the staff's resident naysayer, but Grant declares that he'll catch them up at lunch, and that's that.

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anyway as i said this is in the very early stages and i keep vacillating over whether i want to call him Robert or Muldoon in this lol.  and, you know, what exactly i want to happen here...

... i feel y’all should know that the filename for this is “who wears short shorts”

want to make me write a surprise scene? send me an emoji prompt!

[moochilatv]

Very Many Horses presents: I Won't Fall Far From Your Tree

A song of two halves - a measured, slow-paced, stripped-back, vulnerable-sounding piano ballad builds to an instrumental electro-psychedelic freak-out crescendo with standout lead lines and electrifying synth parts, culminating in a little backwards guitar.

BIO:

Friends for many years, Very Many Horses - Greg & Wes - worked together what seems like a lifetime ago, in another bygone band. Then, after going their separate ways and having both spent time in the wilderness of fatherhood - they found their way back to each other, further on up the road, thanks to the wonder of the world wide web.

Greg is a Londoner, born and bred, of (mostly) English and Trinbagonian heritage and is a lover of a great many things - music, art, film, food & drink, football, literature, pro-wrestling, emojis and travel to name a few. Greg writes a lot of the lyrics and plays guitar, he has been songwriting since his teens. He is self taught although was hugely influenced by his guitarist Dad.

Wes was born in Durban, South Africa but has resided in England since 1999. Based in London since 2005ish, he is soon to relocate to the calmer climes of sunny Folkestone. He is a talented multi-instrumentalist with a focus on guitar, which he got into by paying one of the older boys at school to teach him - a whole 5GBP per lesson. He learned mostly Nirvana songs, and that was enough. Wes is an expert in music production as well as mixing and engineering.

They are currently hard at work on their debut album.

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[gotmetalkinginmysleep]

Neon Glow

Genre: Smut with Hoseok x Female Reader (Y/N)

Warnings: Swearing, oral sex (male and female receiving), unprotected sex (be safe folks), begging, edging, fingering, Daddy Kink, a bit of fluff at the end.

Summary: Hobi needs you for a booty call.

Reference: Suncity (feat. Empress Of) by Khalid

Word count: 3635 words

Big thanks to resident Hobi expert Edie from @sweet-teeth-mfs. Thank you for allowing me to ask you many, MANY Hobi related questions over the past few weeks. I wanted to get this just right and I didn’t want to let Hobi fans down. Enjoy x

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Just a message from Hobi and you’re on the next flight out to him. There was no context. No emoji like he’d normally sign off with so you knew he was dead serious. While sat in the last minute airplane seat, with just one hour to go before landing you read the message over and over, trying to figure out what he had in store for you.

Hobi: I didn’t get to see you before I left.

Hobi: Get on a plane.

Hobi: I need you.

Hobi: Now.

A car was waiting for you on arrival, so as soon as you landed you were whizzing through neon-lit streets straight to the hotel. The wet tarmac reflecting the ambient colours into the sky. The lights blurring through the rain that beads on the window, noticing them trail past your eyes.

He had never done this before. When he was away you’d put your filthy mind to great use and it was no different over these past few days. Texting him your most intimate thoughts whenever the moment arose. Normally bombarding him until he’d return home, normally resulting in the most intense sessions and a few days of working from home, but something was different this time. Absence certainly made something grow stronger.

Thankfully, you’re not having to explain who you are at reception, Hobi having already arranged everything. An envelope at the check-in desk is handed over as soon as you present your ID. Anticipation starts to set in as the lift ascends the building, unconsciously tapping your feet as the floor level counter increases.

As soon as the doors ping open, you’re out of the lift clutching your handbag tight, it being the only luggage you brought with you. Approaching the hotel room, you’re eager to find out what he had in store. You’re tapping the door, “Hobi?” There’s no reply. You fumble with the card key to let yourself in the room.

Upon entering, the room is in darkness, the curtains open and the neon glow from the streets below being the only light reflecting into the room. His suitcases piled in the corner, his clothing hung up so neatly and his mobile studio set up on a section of the desk.

“Hobi? Are you here?” Again, no answer. Removing your shoes, you pad into the room to find it empty, just a box and note on the bed. Placing your handbag on the desk you pull out your phone, sending one more text hoping it would buzz somewhere in the room.

Y/N: Hobi, where are you? I’m in your room.

Yet no ringtone or vibration in the silence. He’s not here.

Intrigued by the box, you edge closer. A black box, around the same size as a shoe box, with a folded note on top complete with your name. You look around, checking he’s not hiding somewhere in the room as you unfurl the paper to read it.

My Darling. This is for you. I’ll be back tonight. Your Hope x

Gingerly, you remove the lid on the box to find pressed tissue paper hiding items underneath it. Peeling it back you’re surprised to see a gorgeous set of underwear. In the neon light, it’s hard to make out the colour but you assume black intricate lace. Your phone buzzes.

Hobi: Sorry baby. On my way. Stuck in traffic.

Hobi: IMG.

Chuckling at the cuteness, you head to the bathroom with your new attire and hop in the shower. Thinking about all the things you sent to him over the past few days as you wash away work and plane from your body. ‘He must really miss me already’ you smirk.

“Sweet-One. Are you still here?”

“Just in the bathroom. Will be out in a sec”

Considering you went straight to the airport from work, carrying just a handbag for supplies, you’re pleased with what you’ve been able to achieve. A fresh bit of makeup, used some of Hobi’s supplies to freshen your skin and this new underwear fits you perfectly. The black lace offers a peek of your skin through the sheer material, something he loves. You look and feel great. Putting on heels to complete the look, making your legs look longer. A quick tousle adds a bit of volume to your freshly washed locks, before switching off the light and opening the door.

The room was still lit with pink hues and complete silence as you leave the bathroom. His soaked shoes neatly placed by the door so you knew he was still here. Quietly closing the door, you walk into the room, where Hobi is sat on the edge of the bed, legs outstretched and looking damn fine. His wet black hair framing his gorgeous face, the white tee he wears glowing pink from the neon, contrasting with his leather jacket and black jeans.

He looks to you, lust filled as he sees how the underwear accentuates your curves. How the sheer offers a sneak peek of skin. How the heels make you confident and the light reflecting pink and purple highlights on your moisturised skin. You always look beautiful to him, but all this effort just for him is mind-blowing.

“Did you run here?” you ask, noticing his jacket covered in raindrops, his jeans sticking to his skin and his tee covered in translucent spots where the water was trying to make it see through.

“The taxi was taking too long. Come here,” he beckons wanting to feel you and you don’t deny him. “I’m sorry to make you do this Kitten. I just needed you tonight. I love you.”

“Love you too,” you whisper standing between his now spread legs, your navel right in his eye-line. Tempting enough to bring his lips to the sensitive skin below, sending sparks through your body.

Your hands meet his as he grips your hips tugging slightly to imply for you to kneel, your face coming to meet his. Running your hands up his wet thighs as you reach the ground, adding your first touch on his eager body. You watch him intently as his breathing starts to exaggerate.

“So, what is it that you need… Daddy?” your eyes flicking to his lap and back again. His vision glazes at the mention of his name. Beads of water from his hair run down his face, dripping onto his white tee. His lips subconsciously pout, as though to say ‘oooh’ but it makes no sound. He grazes his hand along your shoulder until it reaches the back of your head, fingers combing through your hair as he pulls you into his lips. He starts off tender but you latch onto his bottom lip with your teeth, pulling away slightly to cause a slight sting. Swiping your tongue along his lip before releasing it, his eyes widening at the implied rawness while you bite your bottom lip reactively. This sends him slamming into your lips, kissing so hard it causes your lips to swell. Your hands fumbling with his jeans while he moves to your neck, his movements sending tingles through your body.

Pulling him to stand by his waistband, you release him from the confines of his jeans. You pump him a few times, smearing the pre-cum at the tip to lube your hand movements. A few groans from his lips make you look up at him. He looks divine, watching you intently as his cock is so close to your face with every stroke. The pink glow illuminating his face, making his darkened eyes appear jet black. He removes his leather jacket, not once breaking his attention from you leaving him in his white tee, stood at the end of the bed with you kneeling before him. Hobi places a hand to the back of your head, not to push you onto him but to give you the nod to go ahead.

Starting from the base you lay him flat on your tongue making sure to maintain eye contact, moving painfully slow up his cock until the tip reaches your lips, pressing the lightest of kisses to coat your lips in his precum. He’s pouting again so you know you have him just where you need him. Wrapping your hands pumping him onto your tongue, making sure he’s watching your every move as more pre-cum leaks, pooling in your mouth. When he starts to glaze over, you inch down to this base covering him in a mix of pre-cum and your drool.

He rolls his head slowly as he lets groans leave his throat, like his body is forcing them out but he’s keen to keep watching you take him in your mouth. Brushing his hand through his wet locks, ensuring his hair isn’t in his eyes. He’s obviously been thinking about this all day as he’s getting firmer in your mouth by the second. Flicking your tongue over him and sucking a little when he needs it. You begin to swallow around him to prevent drool from leaving your lips. Hobi’s breathing increases when he starts to hit the back of your throat, pushing him closer to his climax.

“No, not yet Kitten,” he pleads making you pull off with a pop, pouting your lips at him in disapproval as he sits back on the bed. He already knows you miss his taste.

“I’m not ready for that yet,” he says before pulling you up to him in a kiss, making you straddle his lap. Hobi’s kissing you like a man starved, desperate to be as close to you as possible. His hands roaming your back, pulling you into his chest. He leans back falling onto the bed and rolls over. You’re both half off the bed as he rolls on top of you, his legs between yours as his hair drips cold beads of water.

Hobi finds the soft spots on your neck, working his way down your body. His hands roaming your skin as they find your hardened nipples through the lace bra, making him smirk at you. He knows how you love him roaming your body and the soft material allows him to see this. He bites your nipple through the fabric causing you to cry out and buck your hips up into him.

“Oh, you like that?” he smirks at you, already knowing the answer, but awaits your reply anyway.

“Y-yeah,” you mutter between your increased breathing.

“Yeah, what?” he smirks at you, running his nimble fingers delicately along the scalloped edges of the bra cup, teasing your exposed flesh.

“Yes, Daddy. I like it.”

“That’s better.” He pulls the lace down to expose your breast to the air before he’s wrapping his lips around the hardened peak. Tongue flicking as he gently sucks on it, sending electric through your veins reaching your core with a bang. Instinctively writhing under him searching for friction where you ache. His other hand cupping your other breast, thumb teasing the nipple through the lace.

“M-m...more,” you beg.

“Hmmm?” Not once stopping his movements on your chest.

“H-Hobi!” Crying lowly.

“What’s that Sweet-one? What do you need?” Not once being phased by your requests, teasing you with his words as well as his touch, continuing his light nipping and flicking on your chest.

“More!” You beg.

Hobi bites down on your nipple, pulling it between his teeth once more. You’re shooting your hips up into the air, arching yourself to meet his body, desperate for friction. His other hand reaching the small of your back to hold you against him. His lips trailing over your stomach, past your navel and along the sensitive skin sparking excitement wherever he places them. His hands sliding behind you across your tantalised flesh down to where the waistband of your briefs lies, hooking his fingers under. His face inspecting the lace detailing as he slides off the end of the bed to his knees.

“Oh Kitten, I buy you new underwear…” Hobi pauses as he teases, his tongue running along the wet sheer lace, offering glimpses of your sticky core underneath, noting how wet you are. He grips the waistband with his teeth, watching your face intently as you prop yourself on your elbows. He’s peeling your briefs from you with his teeth, hands assisting at your hips, removing them completely before lifting them to his face. He breathes in the scent while you watch him, eyes latched on his,“...and you go and ruin these already.” You’re left agape, shocked at his actions but they’re thrilling. Discarding the briefs, he’s running his hands up your thighs to grip your hips, pulling you closer to him. His touch is so sensual that it verges between a tickle and desire.

Fingers continue to trace over your skin, grazing the softness at the tops of your legs before running down them and twisting inwards, encouraging you to open your legs for him. His hands settling at the apex of your thighs, squeezing lightly as whimpers leave you.

“Perhaps I should punish you,” Hobi teases as he traces his fingers over your soaked core, dipping his index into you a little before removing it. Rolling your wetness between his index and thumb watching it string between them, making sure you see just how wet you are for him. Your cheeks flushed red as he continues to tease with his fingers, your mouth open as though it’s the only way to breathe. Your breathing hitches as he taunts with a single digit parting your folds to enter you, a welcome relief yet not enough. You sigh at the slightness, desperate to feel stretched and he knows that’s what you really want. He’s smirking as you groan at the absence, making it known that this is your punishment.

He places the pad of his thumb against your clit, adding pressure before circling it, building tension within you. It’s so gentle that it shouldn’t feel so good, his nimble finger stroking your walls finding that spot far too quickly. His movements increasing, tightening the coil within you. It’s too soon for you to cum. Too soon, you keep telling yourself, yet you can start to feel yourself clench around his finger. Your head falls back to the bed unable to hold yourself up any longer. Your gasps and moans fill the room as you’re nearing your high, temptingly close, when he stops and removes himself from you.

You groan as you lift your head to look down at him, his eyebrows raised suggestively as though he’s telepathically telling you, ‘you knew this was coming’. He’s still kneeling between your thighs, hands caressing your body as it comes down from the peak it almost reached, he’s feeling for your breathing to settle before he begins again. This time, tempting you with two fingers, stretching you ever so slightly, yet it’s still not enough. He repeats his mission, bringing you close to your high and stopping just as you’re about to throb all over his fingers.

“Hobi!” you groan.

“What’s up Sweet-one?”

“Stop teasing me, p-please?”

“What do you want?”

“You know what I want”

“How about you ask me nicely?”

You sigh, your body slick with a neon pink sweat sheen.

“D-Daddy, please?”

“Please, what?”

“P-please fill me. Please?”

He rests back on his heels, still on the floor at the end of the bed fully dressed. A devilish grin spreading across his face.

“Let me think about it”

That’s when he’s latching his lips to your clit while he delves three fingers into you. You’re wet enough that the room fills with the sounds from his movements as well as your gasps. You’re temptingly close to cumming all over his fingers, his tongue flicking back and forth over your clit while his fingers curl to hit that spot within you. Already clenching, pleas leaving your lips between whimpers, begging Hobi not to stop. You’re desperate to finally cum, wishing and hoping that he’ll let you this time. Before you know it, you’re beginning to throb.

“C-close” your mouth so dry from trying to breathe that your voice is barely audible. But he doesn’t stop, only starts to suck on your clit allowing the tension to build. Your stomach is so tight from your previous closeness that it’s ready to snap. Then it does, your body awash with pleasure as you jolt from the sensation of your release. You’re so in the throws of it that you don’t notice Hobi stops his movements to suck his fingers, removing his clothes and kneeling behind you on the bed. You glance up at him, a satisfied grin across your face when you see just how hard he is.

“Up.” He commands. When he uses this tone, you know not to delay so you shakily get up still recovering from your high.

“All fours.” He asks as you maneuver yourself on the bed into the position he wants. He unclasps your bra, allowing it to come undone so you can simply toss it to the side. He brushes his hair back once more, encouraging the black strands away from his face.

“Closer.” You shuffle backward so your legs are either side of him. He’s stroking himself, pre-cum leaking from the tip.

“Good.” Stroking the skin on your thighs and ass with his other hand before going in to bite it, leaving a mark.

Before you can screech at the sudden attack on your cheek, he’s brushing his tongue on it to soothe the mark before his hand is reaching between your legs cupping your soaking cunt. He shuffles to rub the head of his cock between your folds.

“Are you ready for me baby? Your pussy says so,” his pre-cum smearing into your wetness, covering his cock as you nod a reply. He groans at the feeling of your cum on his cock. His hands trace your ass cheeks as they reach to grip your hips, before pulling you onto him, thrusting deep in one swift movement. The sting of the stretch making you gasp out, hissing through your teeth at the welcomed intrusion. You love feeling stretched around him. He stalls for a second, getting comfortable with his girth as he pushes your shoulders down, sliding his hands up your shining body encouraging you to be face down and ass up. Perfecting the angle before he begins thrusting into you, hands tight on your hips as he’s brushing and hitting your spot every time.

The once spent coil within you begins tightening again as he continues his onslaught, skin slapping against skin as he ruts into you. Pushing all the right buttons and sending you into a groaning mess.  

“What do you need Sweet-one?” he questions between thrusts.

“Y-You Hobi. I need you,” he reaches around, pulling you up so you’re riding him. Legs spread across his lap as you lean into him, giving him the perfect view down over your shoulder. He’s watching you intently while you’re grinding on him as he thrusts up into you. Your mouth’s agape as you seek air with whimpers leaving you on the out breath, all while your chest bounces with each of his thrusts. Your back against his bare chest as both of your sweat covered bodies glimmer in pink hues. His black hair in strands sticking to his forehead as his jet black eyes feast on you.

“Good...” he groans against your ear, lips tantalising your neck and shoulder as his hands reach around your front. Hobi’s actions sending flows of electric to where you need it, making you ache. His left hand moves on your breast, rolling the hardened peak between his thumb and finger. His right hand reaches down to your clit, toying it with his fingers as he helps you find a second release. “...I need you too.”

His admittance sends you clenching around him, groans leaving both of your lips as you both near your high. Your circular motions mimicking the rhythm of his cock, almost like it’s a dance to an imaginary Latin beat. Hobi’s lips are all over your neck, biting down and marking shades of purple while the pressure he’s adding to your clit has the familiar feeling returning as you start to throb. He stops his work on your breast to reach to your shoulder, holding you down on his cock as he cums up into you. The feeling of him coating your walls sending you over the edge, clenching around him as you cum, head thrown over his shoulder calling his name. A white blinding light sending you into a heavy-lidded darkness as the feeling overwhelms.

He lays you on the bed as you become vulnerable, wrapping you in the duvet and kisses your forehead. You’re tired and it’s been a long day. You had extra hours at work, then travelling until late to come and see him on his beck and call. He loves you dearly, and you know it. He holds you, smoothing your hair as your body succumbs to exhaustion.

A while later, you’re being carried to the bathroom his lips on your forehead as he peppers you with kisses. A tepid bath run and filled with bubbles as he gently lowers you in, before getting in behind you so you’re laying on his chest. Reaching over to grab the sponge to wash your body. He brushes the sponge on your body as you wake to his luxurious aftercare.

“Wait,” you sigh. Hobi stopping in his tracks, sponge lightly squeezed in his hand and dripping into the bath questioning his actions. You turn your head to place your lips against his, a long loving sweet kiss to remind him just how much you love him. You gush at each other when you stop, beaming smiles and chuckling a little when you say, “Ok, carry on”.

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