#Set 353

[gobs-o-dice]

Okay, so, now that my month has restarted for mobile data, I'm back up and running...ish.

Supposedly, the new wifi home kit is on its way. After nearly a month of them not responding with more than useless chatbots that ignored everything we said and closed the support tickets the second we looked away (Seriously, if you have any other options, go with someone other than starlink, because it might quite literally take an act of calling down the regulatory authority in your area to get them to actually do their jobs).

While I might not have wifi again yet, I've got enough data that I feel like I can run updates, catch up on some youtube and post extra pictures and stuff. Y'know, when the mobile data signal isn't throwing some sort of tantrum. And even then, it's pretty unpleasant and inconsistent to rely on.

Anyway, here is my overdue post for my

DICE MAIL!

(Woo-oo!)

From earlier this week

Sets 353-358 have finally arrived!

Yes, four of them are chessex lab sets from the latest batch (Borealis Cosmos, Festive Hydrangea, Nebula Fluorite, and Marble Calcite)

The other two sets were ones that looked neat when I was placing the order - On the left is "Grey with White Irregular Pattern" (I'm just gonna call it "Grey Irregular"); On the right is "Multi-Colour Mix" (I'm calling it "Multicolour Splats")

*****

Haven't done a full photo session yet - Not like I was able to post anything for a bit, there. Not like I'm gonna post a whole ton of photos right now anyway.

Plus, after this whole fiasco with relying on mobile internet and my mobile device, I've realized that I definitely should upgrade my phone - It probably won't fix network issues, but might have better hardware for maintaining a signal and whatnot.

So, I'll probably wait until I have the new camera in that new phone to do the full photos (and I may or may not be strongly considering getting more dice from amazon because I saw I really good deal on the wiz dice series 4 line)

[imnameimswrld]

ⵌ ׄ ۪ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 ¹⁶ ׄ ⑅ CL16 ‌˖ ֺ ᰮ

— DESCRIPTION ੭ alex's twin sister has had the hots for a certain blue eyed ferarri driver, and it's finally time to stake her claim on him.

— PAIRING ੭ charles x albon!reader.

— FILE ੭ social media au.

— WARNINGS ੭ language.

— FACE CLAIM ੭ tontawan tantivejakul.

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alex_albon & yn_albon • 1 hr.

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lilymhe replied to alex_albon story !

stop being mean to ur sister alexander.

landonorris replied to alex_albon story !

oh, so that's how it is ? golfing without me now ? okay. cool.

pierregasly relied to your story !

wooaahh, what's with the heart there girl ? trying to steal my man or something ?

get in line gasly, this boy is mine.

user replied to your story !

THE HEART MISS MA'AM !!?!?!?

THE BETTER TWIN

so golfing was fun guys !

we should totes do it again sometimes 😄

STUPID STINKY COPY & PASTE

why ?

so you can just stand there like a flag pole and flirt with charles the whole time ?

THE BETTER TWIN

exactly ! 😁

LILY MOMMY

AND SHE LOOKED DAMN HOT DOIN' IT TOO.

STUPID STINKY COPY & PASTE

i-

it's always 2 against 1 here.

LILY MOMMY

you'll get used to it hun 💋

THE BETTER TWIN

eewwww no being lovey dovey in the gc allowed.

brb guys, gonna go text my man's

STUPID STINKY COPY & PASTE

HE IS NOT UR-

oh forget it, ur hopeless.

FUTURE BF

hey y/n !

it's charles here, lily sent me ur number I hope that's cool with you ?

HIS FUTURE GF

hey charles !

yes ofc omg 😊

FUTURE BF

I think I grabbed ur golf set by accident haha 😅

HIS FUTURE GF

oh no problem !

you can give it back tonight at 8pm, at reagan's diner, and wearing ur finest suit because it is a 3 star restaurant.

FUTURE BF

I...

...uhm....

...huh ?

are u... asking me out ?

HIS FUTURE GF

did I stuttter, charles ?

no ?

so 8pm, sharp. those are my favourite golf clubs that i never use, so i'd like them back.

are we clear ?

FUTURE BF.

yes ma'am.

charles_leclerc & ynusername added to their story ! • 2hr

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alex_albon replied to charles_leclerc story !

WHAT

CHARLES

ARE. U. INSANE.

SHE'S CRAZY !?

but she's miiiinnnneeee 😁

maxverstappen1 replied to charles_leclerc story !

so, what did you do ? huh ?

because how does a total dope like urself, bag a 20 like yn ?

ahh, come on max :\

lilymhe replied to your story !

YAAASSSS QUUEEENNN

GET UR MANS

YOU KNOW IT 😝

user replied to your story !

my wife... had been stolen from me....

user replied to your story !

NO COME BACK TO ME YN 😭

charles_leclerc replied to your story !

how am I going to get people to believe that u wanted me first ?

u won't 🤭

yn_albon

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yn_albon suck on ur zero points alexander.

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logansargeant OUCH.

▹ yn_albon not u logs u know i love ya !

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lilymhe as the girlfriend I shouldn't click a like on this post but...

▹ alex_albon but ? BUT !?

▹ yn_albon love ya too lils baby 🎀

maxverstappen1 the real mic drop is alex thinking that YN ALBON couldn't pull a kid like charles.

▹ charles_leclerc I want to take offense but I can't, because ur very much right.

▹ user HOL' ON- alex thought YN MOTHER ALBON couldn't pull any man of her choosing !? 😭

▹ yn_albon aw, thanks maxie !

alex_albon just say u all hate me and call it a day.

▹ yn_albon quit being dramatic lex and answer mum's ft before she beats ur ass with the wooden spoon again.

user so no one's gonna talk abt slide 3 ? NO ONE !? HELLO !? 😭

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imnameimswrld OOHOOO BACK AGAIN ??? hiii lovelies, I hope you're all doing well ! college is trying so hard to kick my ass but i am hanging in there (just barely lol)... but I hope you enjoyed this one, I'm switching up the look of my stuff coz I hate the old look :)

[starchaserwrites]

@jegulus-microfic / february 5: hormones / word count: 353

"…the adrenal gland is made up of two glands: the cortex and the medulla. These glands produce hormones in response to stress and regulate blood pressure, glucose metabolism and the body's salt and water balance." James reads aloud as he absentmindedly runs his fingers through Regulus' hair, his head resting in his lap.

They have been studying for end of term exams non-stop for the last four hours and are intending to pull an all-nighter. At this rate, Regulus senses that he will be dreaming about the endocrine system as soon as he gets a chance to sleep.

Even though they are not studying the same major and have different part-time jobs, they try to spend as much time together as possible. If studying is one way of doing it, then so be it. Regulus loves when his boyfriend reads for him anyway.

"Baby, wanna take a short nap?" James says, caressing his cheek when he notices that he has closed his eyes.

"Hm, you know if we sleep now, we won't be up again to keep studying." Regulus says as he sits up properly and stretches his arms.

"I'll stay awake, don't worry about that."

"But you are tired too."

"Maybe, but I know how important it is for you to keep studying even when you know almost all of the contents."

And oh, Regulus could cry at how seen he feels right now. Instead, he lets himself be manhandled to bed, leaving pecks in every part of James's body he can reach.

"I'm only going to sleep for 20 minutes, okay?" the younger man says, hiding his face in his boyfriend's chest.

"Okay, alarm set."

"And James."

"Yes?"

"I love you." he can feel James' breath hitch for a second.

"I love you too." he replies sincerely, holding him closer and Regulus smiles.

It's the first time they've said it and he probably should be freaking out right now, but he falls asleep easily.

In the end, he doesn't dream about the endocrine system, but about James whispering sweet nothings to him.

But it might not be a dream at all.

[emlovessid]

@jegulus-microfic february 12, fireside, 353 words part one, part two

It’s a few days later that Regulus’ breakfast is interrupted by a knock at the door, opening it to find a mailman on his doorstep holding a package. He knows what it is before he even opens it.

He’s careful as he unwraps it, unfolding the card nestled in amongst the tissue paper.

You may not know it, but this album would be nothing without you. Thank you all the way from Edinburgh. J x

After spending an embarrassing amount of time looking at the picture of James on the cover – he’s still coming to terms with the fact that this James is his James – he pulls the vinyl out of its sleeve and sets it on his record player, curling up by the fireside with a cup of tea as he listens.

He recognises Track 2 as the one he heard on the radio, smiling to himself as James sings Regulus’ words, though he prefers James’ words over his own. He has a way with words that sucks Regulus in, makes him feel connected to them. He supposes that’s a sign of a good songwriter, having the ability to make anyone listening believe that these lyrics are written for them personally.

Like on Track 4; This was never really casual.

Track 5; I miss my nights in London, more than I ever miss my home.

Track 8; When I kiss that freckle by your ear.

Eyes flying open with recognition, Regulus reaches up to his left ear, fingers brushing over the patch of skin below that James has always paid particular attention to. 

Taking out his phone, he only hesitates for a moment before typing out a text and pressing send: I don’t want to presume but… are some of these songs about me?

It’s less than a minute later that his phone starts ringing, James’ face lighting up the screen; a photo Regulus had taken of him sleepy and smiling in Regulus’ bed.

He answers, but doesn’t say anything. Hears James exhale, feels his own heart stop, and then start right up again as James says, “Of course they’re about you.”

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

Foggy and Karen spy on Matt's date with Reader

hii!! sorry this took longer than I planned, I wasn’t writing during the holidays and only just had time to work through the rest of my inbox. thank you for requesting, hope you like it💌

NOSEY

matt murdock x implied fem!reader

word count. 353

Matt's friends are the types that are always on the lookout - ones who try their hardest to protect him and guide him in the right direction. Though, with Matt, that isn't always easy.

When it came to dating, Karen and Foggy were often wary about their friends' choice of partners. They knew very little about his previous flings and girlfriends, though there would be one that always came to mind first, the one who had caused him the most damage. The one he dated in college - the one who chewed him up and spat him out. Elektra.

So, as a result, Matt's friends often injected themselves into his love life, wanting to guard him and steer him - wanting to save him from even more harm. They would disapprove of Matt's poor choices in romantic partners, often shaming him for his casual hookups and one-night stands - reprimanding him for his refusal to settle down with someone decent. 

All berating from his friends stopped when he mentioned someone new he was dating. And that was you. He wasn't usually one to share details of his new partners, but there was just something so uniquely special about you, something so different to all his past partners. 

He knew he didn't need their approval or blessing, but he found it almost oddly comforting to hear their genuine excitement for him, for them to be intrigued and finally pleased with his choices. 

Things were still new and foreign and scary between you, but it was the good kind. And although you were only two proper and official dates in - you each had a positive feeling about where things were heading. 

When your third date rolled around, unbeknownst to the pair of you, Matt's friends had set up shop in a corner booth at the back of the restaurant, essentially spying on your date. They listened in on your conversations and watched your body language - noticing lingering hands and earnest smiles. 

And as they watched from a near distance - for once, they had finally approved of who Matt had decided to date.

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[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#353

“Hey Jimmy.  So you came out to you mamma, hunh?  Yeah, she made a bee line to your Aunt Stacy.  The two of them are going on and on together about how your life is ruined and how she should have raised you different and other bullshit.  So much crying, I had to get out of the house.  As I was leaving your mamma asked me to come by to get some of her things as she’s probably going to stay with your Aunt Stacy and me for a few days.  Fucking great.  My place is going to be filled with so much sister talk I don’t know how I’m going to put up with it.  I know one way is… Jimmy, get over here and give your Uncle Lee a blowjob….

“I’m fucking serious.  Your mamma and aunt may not know what to do with a gay son, but I know exactly what to do with a fag nephew.  Get naked and on your knees in front of me….  Damn boy!  That was fast.  It’s like you are hungry for cock.  Well, I got seven-and-a-half inches that has used hundreds of faggots throughout my life. 

“Oh man, does your mouth feel good….  Jesus fuck!  You know how to throat a cock.  Where the fuck does a nineteen-year-old learn to do that?...  Don’t talk with your mouth full.  We’ll have plenty of time for that.

“Get your hands off your dick.  Your focus should be on the cock in your throat, not the one in your hand.  In fact, use both hands to grab my ass.

“Fuck yeah.  You have a talented throat.  I’m getting close.  I’m taking over this blowjob.  Get air however you can.  I’m gonna cum.  I’m gonna fucking cum faggot.  That throat is going to be flooded.  Here it cums.  Ahh.  Ahh.  Ahhhhhh.  Fuck yeah.

“That’s it boy, try to suck out the last drop.  Oh man.  You fucking cum whore. 

“Where the fuck did you learn to suck like that?...  In the bathrooms at the University?  That’s still a thing?  Years ago, I used to go there to get my dick sucked or fuck a boy’s ass.  I thought they redesigned it to discourage activity.  I guess they failed.  Who goes there?... Other students?...  Any fucking going on?...  Yeah it’s not set up for that…. 

“Go get me a beer….  No, no.  Leave your clothes on the floor.  You should be kept naked.

“Damn!  That is one nice ass.  Have you been fucked in your cunt?...  Too bad.  I would have loved to have popped that cherry so fast.  I’ll be raping it a bit later.

“Nice and cold beer always tastes good after shooting a wad.  Have a seat….  What the fuck are you doing?  You sit on the floor like a faggot should.  In fact, sit in front of my boots.  They are in need of a spit shine.  Start licking.

“…Now, really where the fuck did you learn all this?  I have been calling you a fag or faggot a number of times, and you don’t flinch.  You deep throat a cock without much resistance.  You take a skull fuck without a problem.  You follow orders, like leaving your pecker alone without pushback.  Hell, I have you kneeling licking my boots buck naked in your own home, and this is all very natural to you.

“No university bathroom blowjob is going to train you on servicing a man.  Where did you learn this?...  Videos from the internet?  Are you kidding me?  Have you ever serviced a man, not some other student?...

“A few.  They ever get rough with you, or treat you like the faggot you are?...  Didn’t think so.  Natural faggots—like yourself, looking to service men the way the men want—are as hard to find as the men who need that level of service. 

“Lean back on your heels.  Spread your knees.  Your pecker is rock hard, and it’s leaking.  You want this?  You want to be treated like a faggot?  I’m not referring to being gay.  Faggots are tools who exist to service men.  You’ll be used by men, real men, any way they want, usually without asking your permission. 

“Don’t you fucking touch your dick.  Put your hands behind your back.  I can see you are about to explode and this is what I want.

“You ever eat ass?... Drink piss?...  Good, I got two cherries to pop with you.  Yes, you will get nasty.  Faggots live to be nasty.  You’ll love sticking your tongue inside my shithole.  You will clean up my ass without ever complaining.

“I can see the disgust in your eyes, but I also see the curiosity.  Faggot you are so easy to read.  There’s so much lust in your eyes.  You really crave this. 

“Lean forward.  Now you say, ‘Thank you SIR’ whenever a man slaps you across…  Jesus fuck!  You are fucking cumming?  Fuck yeah fag!...  Shoot on my boots….  Hell the fuck yeah….

“Damn, faggot.  Hands free. That was impressive.  Now clean up your mess.

“Oh man.  When I came over here, I was expecting just a blowjob.  I got a full faggot, somewhat inexperienced, but I’ll gladly take that.

“This is what is going to happen.  I’m taking ownership of you.  I’ll decide what’s best for you.  You are going to pack up some things, and you are coming back with me to the shop.  There’s a small apartment above the main office.  I sometimes crash there; I’ll fuck fags up there.  You’ll move in.  It’s perfect.  My guys will be happy that I have a resident faggot to take care of their needs.  Adam and Jose will most likely be blowjobs or the occasional fuck.  Tyson and Brick will require more service.  Brick will probably bring you with him when he goes on his weekend runs.  You’ll be gang banged by a bunch of bikers, but he’s very protective and will look out for you.  You are going to be whored out.  Literally.  I will be making money off of the men I will send up to you.  Many of the bikers don’t have much to do when they come into the shop for service to their motorcycles. 

“What’s your major at the university?... Undecided?  Well, I decided you will major in accounting. That'll help with me with running the shop.

“You’ll bring very little of your shit from here.  I’ll provide most of what you need.  You can leave the rest of your shit here.  Your mamma will be glad that you are gone.  Your aunt will be happy that I will offer you a job.  She’ll think that I am helping you with your future.  In a way I am.

“Your days will be filled with servicing real men, submitting to them, at times suffering for them, and ultimately sacrificing for them.  You want to do this?  You want this as your life?  This is the only time I will ask this of you.  After this moment, I am in control.

“Good boy.  I got to take one hell of a piss, and I have a virgin kneeling in front of me.  I’m going to take it slow, but eventually you will be drinking it at a natural flow.  Nasty tasting hunh?  You’ll learn to love it.  If not, that’s not my problem.

“Oh fuck, that cunt is sticking out just waiting to be raped.  I hope you are cleaned out back there.  If not, your mouth will be taking over. 

“Faggot, you are a true natural for this.”

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[im-just-a-mississippi-girl]

Your Biker in Worn Leather

Pairing: EZ Reyes x female!reader

Category: Angst/Comfort

Word count: 353

Summary: You call EZ to pick you up and his temper goes through the roof at the state you’re in.

Warnings: Mentions of cuts, scratches, and bruises

Part 2

Masterlist

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Gif is not mine. Credit to owner.

“Can you please come and get me?” Those words played on loop in EZ’s head, he couldn’t get the sound of your scared voice out of his head. You didn’t tell him what happened or if you were hurt, only where to pick you up from.

Ezekiel was quick to jump on his bike and speed to your location. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, mind racing a mile a second thinking about all the possible scenarios you could be in. By the time EZ finally found you on the side of the street, it was pouring rain and you had no rain coat or umbrella to shield you. As EZ took off his helmet and goggles, he noticed you were shaking and that’s when you immediately raced towards him, throwing your arms around his neck and clinging to him for dear life, not giving him the chance to get off his bike. EZ’s arms instinctively enveloped you in a tight embrace, his hand gently rubbing your back. Neither one of you cared that you were getting drenched and could possibly end up with a cold tomorrow. You needed him, his safety, his protection, and you needed him as close as possible. EZ allowed the hug to last a few more moments. “Let’s get you dry, okay?” He spoke softly, placing a kiss to the top of your head.

You nodded against his shoulder before pulling yourself out of his arms. As you did so, EZ caught sight of the state you were in, a busted lip, bruises decorating your arms, and a red cheek. EZ’s blood boiled more and more as he saw each bruise, scratch, and cut littering your body. “Who did this to you?” He blurted out, causing you to jump at his stern tone and clenched jaw. The movement didn’t go unnoticed. “I’m sorry, mi amor. I didn’t mean to scare you. Do you know who did this to you?” He apologized before asking again, this time in a calmer tone.

You knew exactly who did this, and you knew EZ would revel in setting the score.

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Flufftober Day 22: Picking

353 words, Hyrule-centric featuring Sky and Legend. A03 link. @flufftober

“Okay,” Twilight said. He clapped his hands together and rubbed them. “Time to pick teams. Two groups of four, since I’m judge.”

“I want Hyrule on my team!” Sky yelled.

Hyrule’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. Sky picked him first?

“‘Ey, no! I want Hyrule on my team!” Legend said. Hyrule’s head whipped around to Legend.

“Sorry. I chose first. You’re too late, ” Sky said with a grin and a shrug. His tone conveyed exactly zero regret.

“We never set up the rules!” Legend said.

“That’s true,” Twilight said. “I never said who was picking first.”

“I picked first,” Sky said. “It already happened. Let’s move on.”

Legend crossed his arms with a scowl. “That’s hardly fair.”

Sky raised his eyebrows and his smirk changed into something more menacing. He straightened his back to his full height. Legend shrunk back minutely. Hyrule watched them with wide wide eyes and a brain full of static.

“Y’know, we could always have a friendly little spar,” Sky said. He tapped his fingers on the Master Sword’s handle and grinned, eyes sparking with mischief.

“Yeah, nope. Sorry, Rulie, that’s not happening,” Legend said. “Sky, you’re terrifying, you know that?”

Sky beamed. “Thank you!”

“I’ll take the old man instead, I guess,” Legend said flippantly.

“Feeling the love,” Time said sarcastically as he moved to Legend’s side.

After they finished picking teams and Twilight re-explained the rules for Wild who hadn’t been listening the first time, Hyrule approached Sky.

“Sky?” Hyrule asked.

“Yeah, Rulie?” Sky asked.

“Why did you want me on your team so bad?” Hyrule asked.

“‘Cause you’re cool,” Sky said without hesitation. Hyrule felt his face burn, and he was sure the tips of his ears went bright pink. The warm, fuzzy feeling that came with being loved and appreciated settled itself in his chest.

“Plus, you’re resourceful, and I need to beat Warriors,” Sky said. Hyrule laughed, but it turned into a nervous giggle when he realized Sky was being completely serious.

“Right,” Hyrule said. “I won’t let you down!”

“You could never. Now, come on. I think Four has a plan,” Sky said.

[quattro-bacheema]

Ah right I completely forgot to share it here but I am currently working on a UC Gundam X Mass Effect fanfic set a century and a half after G-Saviour. I also comm'd a friend to draw the workhorse mobile suit used by the Solar Sphere Congress (the successor faction to the Earth Federation).

Meet the M-18-E Gunstrike, a mass production MS used by Congressional Space Force introduced circa the UC 0360s, as a cheaper alternative to the more complex machines used in the Secession Crisis of UC 301-353. Line art was done by @nge064 who I also just realized has a tumblr account (he doesn't use it anymore so go to his xeeter instead). Color was done by me.

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 376. brb x oc

a/n: OKAY IM FINALLY HAPPY WITH THE SMUT SO, NEXT CHAPTER ITS FINALLY HAPPENING KAJNCKJNWAJKD (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none........yet

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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She runs her fingers over the rim of the glass, leaning on a hand as she waits. She licks her lips, fixing her dress a bit before looking up when she feels a presence sitting next to her. Her eyes move to the person, a very handsome man, military, mustached with beautiful brown eyes still wearing his uniform.

Beatrice sips her drink but lets her gaze drink him over, then moves away when he looks back at her “Evenin’.” he says, his accent so nice and thick, “What’s a pretty woman like you doin’ here all alone?”

She sips her drink, “Enjoying the sights.” she whispers, flipping her hair to the side, exposing her shoulder - something that makes his gaze drop to the curve - “Enjoying a quiet night, you?”

“Celebrating.” he smirks, sipping his whisky, “Just got promoted.”

“Oh, congrats.” she smiles, “You must be very good at what you do.”

He keeps the glass against his lips, eyes burning with desire, “I am.” he says before setting it down, “...what’s your name,gorgeous?”

“Beatrice.”

“Beautiful name,” he says, holding out his hand, “Bradley, my friends call me Rooster.” her cheeks turn pink when he lifts her knuckles to his full lips, kissing them gently, “And…you said you were enjoying the sights?”

“Yeah.” she says while placing her hand back on her lap, “I…it’s been a while since I went out and –” she frowns, “Roos I’m running out of banter.” 

This idea happened minutes after they decided to go home, after Bea’s parents said they’d keep the kids for the night and they could ‘celebrate’ how they wished. While thinking about it, they thought about roleplaying as if they had just met in a random bar - not the Hard Deck - and it was a great idea…until she ran a blank. Her husband blinked, “You were doing great,gorgeous.” he smiles at her frown, “I’m serious, it was very attractive.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, of course.” he smirks, folding his arms over the counter, his white jacket stretching over his bicep and Bea noticed it. “Unless you aren’t comfortable doing this anymore–?”

“No,no! I…”she licks her lips ,”I do want to try–I didn’t know you liked this type of stuff,Roos.”

Rooster chuckled softly, "Well, you never know what hidden talents I might have," he teased, his voice low and playful.

Beatrice rolled her eyes, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Oh, I'm sure you have plenty of hidden talents," she replied, her tone teasing. She could try again,right?

Rooster's smirk widened as he leaned in closer to Beatrice, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Care to find out?" he murmured, his breath warm against her ear.

Beatrice's cheeks flushed pink at Rooster's suggestive tone, her heart fluttering in her chest. She leaned back slightly, trying to maintain a semblance of composure. "Maybe later," she replied, her voice slightly breathless.

Rooster's eyes danced with amusement as he pulled back, his smirk still firmly in place. "I'll hold you to that, beautiful" he said, his tone playful.

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the tension between them palpable. Beatrice took a sip of her drink, her mind racing with thoughts of what the night might hold.

"So, Beatrice," Rooster said, breaking the silence, "Tell me more about yourself. What do you do for a living?"

Beatrice cleared her throat, trying to remember the persona they had created for her character. "Oh, you know," she said, trying to sound casual, "Just your average bartender. Nothing too exciting."

Rooster raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I don't believe that for a second," he replied, his voice low and teasing. "There's something about you, Beatrice. Something... intriguing."

Beatrice felt a shiver run down her spine at Rooster's words, his gaze intense and penetrating. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, suddenly feeling very exposed under his scrutiny.

Dear god she was already wet.

Rooster leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Tell me, Beatrice," he murmured, his breath warm against her ear, "What's your deepest, darkest secret?"

Beatrice's heart pounded in her chest, her breath catching in her throat. She opened her mouth to reply, but no words came out. She felt a bead of sweat form on her brow as she struggled to come up with a response.

Rooster's smirk widened as he watched Beatrice squirm under his gaze. Just as Beatrice was about to reply, they were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing their throat. They both turned to see a waitress standing nearby, a curious expression on her face.

"Can I get you two anything else?"

Beatrice glanced at Rooster, her cheeks flushing pink. "Um, no thank you," she replied, her voice slightly shaky. "We're good for now."

The waitress nodded, a knowing smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Alright then," she said, turning to leave, "Just let me know if you need anything else."

As soon as the waitress was out of earshot, Beatrice let out a shaky breath, her hands trembling slightly. "That was close," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rooster chuckled softly, reaching out to squeeze her hand gently. "Yeah, it was," he replied, his voice warm with amusement. "But don't worry, still doing fine.” her panties, however,were about to be absolutely ruined.

“Thank you…sooo…” she licks her lips, “You are a Lt.Commander now,yes?  And a pilot for the Navy.” he smirks in triumph, oh he loved that she wanted to keep this going, “What..what does that do? I have no idea how the Navy works.”

Rooster chuckled softly at Beatrice's question,"Well, as a Lieutenant Commander," Rooster began, his voice rolling inside her ears like honey, "I hold a senior rank in the Navy, just below the rank of Commander. I oversee the operations of my squadron and ensure that our missions are carried out successfully."

Beatrice nodded, her brows furrowing in concentration as she tried to grasp the concept. "So, you're like... the boss of your squadron?" she asked, seeking clarification.

Rooster grinned, pleased that Beatrice was trying to understand, his cheeks hurting from smiling so much. "Exactly," he replied, nodding. "I'm responsible for leading and guiding my team, making sure that everyone is working together towards our common goals. And as a pilot for the Navy, well... I fly missions to support our military objectives, whether it's reconnaissance, combat, or transport missions."

Beatrice's eyes widened with interest as Rooster spoke, her curiosity piqued. "That sounds... intense," she remarked, her voice filled with awe. "I can't imagine what it's like to fly a military aircraft."

Rooster chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "It can be pretty exhilarating," he admitted, a hint of excitement in his voice. "But it's also a lot of hard work and dedication. The training is rigorous, and the missions can be dangerous, but it's all worth it.”

“I see.” she licks her lips, still playing it off as if they had just met, “So you fly, you command…that’s pretty…interesting.”

Oh he loved how red her cheeks were.

“Oh?” he sips his drink, “Care to elaborate?”

Beatrice felt her cheeks grow even warmer under Rooster's gaze, his playful smirk sending shivers down her spine. She cleared her throat, trying to gather her thoughts as she met his gaze. "Well," she began, her voice slightly shaky, "I just find it fascinating how you balance both roles. Flying planes and leading a squadron, it's like... you're living two lives at once."

Rooster's smirk widened into a grin at Beatrice's observation. "You could say that," he replied, his voice tinged with amusement. "It definitely keeps me on my toes, that's for sure. But I wouldn't have it any other way."

Beatrice nodded, her lips curving into a small smile. "I can imagine," she said, her voice filled with admiration. "It takes a special kind of person to handle that level of responsibility."

Rooster's grin softened into a smile, his eyes warm as he looked at Beatrice. "Thank you," he said sincerely, "It means a lot coming from you."

She felt her heart flutter at Rooster's words, her cheeks flushing pink once again. She ducked her head, unable to meet his gaze as she tried to compose herself. "So," she said, clearing her throat, "What made you want to become a pilot in the Navy? Was it something you always dreamed of?"

"Actually, yes," he admitted, "I had always known that I wanted to be a pilot. I was drawn to the Navy because of my father," Rooster explained, "He served in the Navy for many years, and I always looked up to him. I wanted to follow in his footsteps, to honor his legacy."

"But it wasn't until I went through flight training that I truly fell in love with flying," Rooster continued, excitement in his voice. "There's just something about being up in the air, feeling the wind beneath your wings... it's like nothing else in the world."

Beatrice smiled, her eyes shining and for a second she almost forgot they were roleplaying right now. "It sounds amazing," she said softly, her voice filled with warmth. "I'm glad you found something that brings you so much joy."

Rooster's smile softened, his gaze lingering on Beatrice's face. "Me too," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "And what about you? What can I find out about you,hm?”

Beatrice felt a rush of nervous excitement at Rooster's question. She hadn't expected him to turn the conversation back to her, so quickly "Well," she began, her voice hesitant, "I'm not nearly as exciting as you, I'm afraid. I work as a bartender in a nice military bar not far from here. It's not as glamorous as flying planes or leading a squadron, but I enjoy it."

Rooster's smile widened as Beatrice spoke, his eyes lighting up as he spun his glass in its axis. "Bartending, huh?" he said, his voice laced with curiosity. "I bet you have some interesting stories to tell."

Beatrice chuckled softly,"Oh, you have no idea," she replied, "Let's just say, working in a military bar definitely keeps things interesting."

Rooster leaned in closer, his interest piqued. "I'd love to hear some of those stories," he said eagerly, "But only if you're comfortable sharing, of course."

Beatrice smiled at Rooster's, her whole body was warm, painfully so. "I'd be happy to," she said, her voice remained soft. "But fair warning, some of them might be a little... wild."

Rooster grinned, leaning on his hand. "I can handle wild," he replied, his voice laced with something else . "So, tell me, what's the craziest thing that's ever happened to you while bartending?"

Beatrice laughed softly,  "Well, there was this one time," she began, her voice tinged with amusement. "We were hosting a party for one of the officers, and things got a little out of hand."

"Go on,”

“And, there was this one guy,” she flicked her gaze towards him, his smile widening immediately, after all…she was talking about him. “He was a friend of the birthday officer…so he,walked in, sat down on a piano we had on the bar…and started playing.” honestly he was surprised Payback remembered anything from that night, hammered up as he was ,”A very, very nice song.”

“He seems like a fun guy.”

She smiles, gently, cheeks reddening, “...he’s the best guy.” 

"Well, I try my best," he replied with a sheepish grin, breaking the roleplaying with his blush "But I'm sure I'm nowhere near as good as you make me out to be."

Beatrice chuckled softly, shaking her head in amusement. "Oh, I don't know about that," she teased, her voice light and playful. "You're pretty amazing in my book."

Rooster's smile widened at Beatrice's words, his heart swelling with love for her. He reached out to take her hand in his, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Thank you, gorgeous" he murmured, his voice soft but filled with sincerity. "That means a lot coming from you."

They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, lost in each other's gaze. The air between them was charged with unspoken emotions, and Rooster found himself wanting to lean in closer, to feel Beatrice's lips against his own.

The night is still young after all.

“So…tell me.” he rubs her fingers, “...what do you think about getting out of here?”

“...are you proposing something?” she asks with a little smile, “What would that be I wonder?”

Rooster's smile widened  "Well, I was thinking," he began, his voice low and teasing, "We could go for a walk along the beach. Just the two of us, with nothing but the sound of the waves and the stars above us."

“Hmmmm…that sounds amazing," she replied, leaning closer to him, eyelids dropping just enough. "I'd love to."

Rooster stood up from the table, offering Beatrice his hand. "Shall we?" 

Beatrice smiled up at Rooster, her heart fluttering. She took his hand in hers, allowing him to lead her out of the bar and towards the beach. The cool night air felt refreshing against her skin, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore was soothing to her ears.

As they walked along the beach, hand in hand, Beatrice leaned into Rooster's side, reveling in the warmth of his touch as they strolled along the shoreline.The moon cast a soft glow over the beach, illuminating their path as they walked. Beatrice glanced up at the sky, the stars twinkling brightly overhead.

 It was a picture-perfect moment, one she wished could last forever.

Rooster squeezed Beatrice's hand gently, his eyes warm as he looked at her. "You know," he began, his voice soft but filled with sincerity, "I feel like the luckiest man in the world, being here with you."

Beatrice felt her heart swell with love at Rooster's words. She looked up at him, her eyes shining "I feel the same way," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Being with you makes everything feel right."

Rooster smiled down at Beatrice, his heart overflowing with love for her. He leaned in closer, pressing a tender kiss to her forehead. "I love you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "More than anything in this world."

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as she pressed her cheek against his chest. "I love you too," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "More than you'll ever know."

Eventually, they continued their walk along the beach, their footsteps leaving imprints in the sand behind them. As they reached the end of the beach, Rooster stopped and turned to face Beatrice. "Beatrice," he began, his voice soft, "There's something I want to ask you."

Beatrice's heart skipped a beat at Rooster's serious tone. She looked up at him, her eyes wide with anticipation. "What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“How would you like…to go to the second round tonight?”

Her eyebrow arched up

“...but you have to promise me,” he smirks, “You won’t freak out.”

She blinked at him,waiting for more but when nothing came she parted her lips, “...why would I freak out?” he smirks more, “...Rooster why would I freak out?”

He licks his lips, “...do you remember when we got into the base when we dated?” There was a very loud pause. “Rooster.” she begins, “...what did you do?”

[lilacliquors]

kinktober day twenty nine: size kink

pairing: jim hopper x reader

word count: 353

notes: here's day twenty nine! only two more days left and we'll have succeeded in the kinktober writing challenge. tomorrow is a gilgamesh post and the 31st is whatever character i choose, so that should be fun. as always, like are appreciated and reblogs / comments / asks are highly recommended. happy kinking <3

he’d set a steady pace as he fucked into you from behind. with one arm wrapped around you, he was able to hoist you up onto his lap, and you couldn’t do a single thing about it.

    “look at you, all small and helpless against me,” he whispered, his thumb teasing your clit. you whined softly and squirmed against him, but it was futile.

    “jim,” you whimpered, gripping any part of him you could reach.

    “shh shh, i’m right here. i’ve got a good hold on you, and i’m not letting go,” he said, lips trailing along the back of your neck. you exhaled shakily, feeling his hips buck upwards and roll against you, and it took all you had not to cry out.

    “look at you, i’m surprised you could take all of my cock. but i’m so proud of you,” he said, his other hand going to massage your breast.

    “it’s so big, jim. everything about you is so much bigger compared to me,” you said, another whimper escaping your lips as he thrust into you.

    “mhm, but you take it all like a big girl. and you’re just my sweet little thing,” he grunted, the hand that was on your breast going up to rest on your neck.

    “mhm, mhm,” you mumbled, too lost in the feeling of his cock hitting your sweet spot over and over to form a coherent thought.

    “is my sweet little thing gonna cum?” he asked.

    “uh huh, ‘m gonna… gonna cum,” you slurred, and he chuckled.

    “that’s it, sweet little thing. cum all over my cock. show me how good i make you feel,” he said, rolling his hips again. you let out a shuddering gasp as your orgasm rocked your body, and it was only because of his big strong arms that you were able to remain upright. subconsciously, you snuggled close to him, and he held you against his chest, large hand splayed across your stomach.

    “that’s my little girl. but i bet you can give me one more. i don’t think my big strong hands have made you cum just yet,”

[cissa-calls]

Countdown to Coven of Chaos: Day 353

Wanda: “I deserve to be irresponsible, I deserve to be unhinged, I DESERVE TO BE A MENACE”

Agatha and Y/N: “YEAH!”

Wanda: *Starts blasting shit and causing chaos - setting several things on fire*

Wanda: “YES!”

Agatha: “Aren’t we supposed to be the responsible ones now and stop her?”

Y/N: “Probably, but I don’t wanna. She deserves to girlboss a little too close to the sun”

[tododekucrumbs]

This week’s Shonen Jump (2023 issue 33) has a set of final act Izuku & Shoto figures for sale! 3850 yen for the set of both of them.

They are “Course A: Izuku & Shoto” ♡

They used the “It’s my power, thank you” quote for decoration on the page too!

The Shoto figure is inspired by the color page from chapter 353, but they used the quote from 352

💬 This is my power. Thank you.

💬 俺の力だ　ありがとな

[its-sir-actually]

So you know how people are (rightfully) complaining that this season is dogshit and how it's sinfully boring? And you know how some people (mv00 incels) are commenting back like "but 😭 what about 😭 Hamilton 😭😭😭 and Vettel 😭😭😭 ?????? 😭"

Well about that...I looked into the past 14 seasons and there's only been one instance in those 14 years that has come close to the level of domination that we've suffered through this year.

Let's get into it:

So I looked into how many different drivers and teams won in the first 8 races of each season

2010- 3 teams, 5 drivers

2011- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2012- 5 teams, 7 drivers

2013- 4 teams, 4 drivers

2014- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2015- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2016- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2017- 3 teams, 4 drivers

2018- 3 teams, 3 drivers

2019- 1 team, 2 drivers

2020- 3 teams, 4 drivers

2021- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2022- 2 teams, 3 drivers

2023- 1 team, 2 drivers

2019 is the only other season in the past 14 years to only have one team and their two drivers win the first 8 races of the season. Now it's worth noting that the 2019 races includes Bahrain where Charles Leclerc lead for a majority of the race and was set to win until an engine failure and Canada where Sebastian Vettel got his "controversial" penalty that cost him the win.

So then I looked at the head to head Ham vs Ver who dominated those 8 races most, they both won 6 each, so at first glance Merc/Ham 2019 seems to be as boring and dominant as RB/Ver 2023. But alas I didn't leave it there.

I looked at laps lead, how many laps did the dominating teams lead compared to the rest of the grid and this is where it becomes painfully obvious how much more dominant the Red Bull is to any other car/season:

2019-

Total Laps- 489

Laps lead by Merc- 353

Laps lead by other teams- 136

2023-

Total laps- 487

Laps lead by RB- 471

Laps lead by other teams- 16

All this to say mv00 is a car merchant and he's a boring basic bitch

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