#Spotify is my bread and butter

[midnight-m4ss]

I think I'm incredibly funny

We won't talk about how long it took

[goatunderthebridge]

Ushijima has a total listening count of approximately 100,000 minutes for the year on Spotify. He only has one song on his Spotify wrapped - he likes its beat and one specific melody. It is 3 minutes long. The artist is not well known. It is the worst song Tendou has ever heard in his life.

Ushijima replays the song as soon as a distraught Tendou finishes looking at his Spotify wrapped.

[bunnygirl678]

Imagine this song coming on the radio, Silver doesn’t even hesitate and takes Gold in his arms, dancing around the kitchen as Gold softly sings along

[kashverse]

plz show us the dynamic between babykuna and baby yujiiii

certain dynamics in life deserve an experimental study. like bread and butter, spotify premium and capitalism, america and a bleak future…..

and most importantly, babykuna and yuuji’s friendship.

yuuji is a golden retriever in boy form. a little too energetic, a little too trusting, a little too easy to con.

babykuna is, well…. she's a sukuna. which means she has the tiniest bit of an ego problem.

so when these two forces of nature collide every thursday night for their legendary power rangers debates, they always follow the same sequence of events:

babykuna says pink ranger is the strongest.

yuuji says red ranger is the strongest.

babykuna calls him a stupidhead.

yuuji calls her a meanie.

yuuji starts crying.

babykuna, who was not expecting to win this way, starts shrieking at him not to cry.

babykuna also starts crying.

it is a disaster.

tonight, however, sukuna is prepared. he is seated comfortably on the couch, enjoying the spectacle while eating grapes, fully expecting the fight to go south.

“red ranger is stronger!” yuuji declares. “he’s the leader!”

“and pink ranger is the prettiest!” babykuna argues, nose scrunched up. yuuji huffs.

“being pretty doesn’t make you strong.”

“yes, it does!”

“no, it doesn’t!”

“yes, it does, you stupid-head, my papa is strong and pretty!”

yuuji pauses. his tiny little brain starts processing. he looks up at sukuna. sukuna, for the record, is sitting there shirtless, wearing grey sweatpants, muscular arms resting behind his head like a goddamn model. 

yuuji squints. babykuna crosses her arms, smug. “see?”

yuuji’s lip wobbles.

he sniffles. babykuna’s eyes widen.

“oh my god, don’t cry, I didn’t mean it!” she panics, flailing.

“YOU’RE A BULLY!”

“I’M NOT A BULLY, YOU’RE A CRYBABY!”

and then—waterworks. two five-year-olds, sitting on the floor, wailing like they just lost everything in the stock market.

sukuna sighs, pops another grape in his mouth. “told you, dumbass.” from the kitchen, you sigh, crossing your arms. “sukuna, go fix this.”

“nah, this is what we call a learning experience.”

“they’re five.”

“then they’re learning early.”

babykuna’s cries get louder. you glare. sukuna sighs again. then, grudgingly, he gets up.

he makes his way over to the sniffling children, ruffling both their heads.

“alright, brats. let’s settle this like real power rangers.”

both sniff. stare.

“how?”

sukuna grins.

“karate match. first one to fall loses.”

babykuna immediately brightens. yuuji, through his tears, nods solemnly.

“yeah, okay.”

ah, parenting.

[y0ur-b3tr4y4l]

HELLO AND WELCOME!!

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my name is jordan!!

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

i use he/they pronouns

DO NOT USE FEMININE TERMS FOR ME!!

i like females, but matt tuck keeps me bisexual.

♡star crossed lover♡

⛤i love you. i’m under the stars. every single night. counting down the seconds⛤

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

i’m a minor!!

i really like Bullet For My Valentine/Jeff Killed John(please tag me in any post abt them:3), WWE, ancient egypt, true crime, and a lot of other things! (ask me abt my interests PLEASE!)

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my music is all over the place

Bullet For My Valentine <33333333

Type O Negative 

Slipknot(i saw them in concert)

KoЯn

Donnie Doolittle(thx pookie)

Måneskin

Orla Gartland

Powerwolf

KISS

Jenna Doe

Scum Of The Earth

Chris Herrero

KMFDM

Soundgarden 

Audioslave

Michele Morrone 

The Hu

Heilung

Djo

Amon Amarth

Asteria

Blue Öyster Cult

Insane Clown Posse

Josiah Siska

We Butter The Bread With Butter

AC/DC

Meshuggah

Nathen James

Ghostemane

Poppy

Kittie

Guns N’ Roses

Bad Omens

Brokencyde

Girl In Red

Michael Jackson

Billie Eilish

Queen

Kim Dracula

Motionless In White

Sepultura

Dead Cross

Nile

YUNGBLUD

Suicide Silence

Witto Goom

“Weird Al” Yankovic

Nirvana

Tokio Hotel

Slaughter To Prevail 

6arelyhuman

Belphagor

Lil Darkie

Murderdolls

Mayhem

Misfits

Powerman 5000

Vended

my pinterest 

my spotify 

my airbuds

my tcc blog

my locket

i often age regress as a coping mechanism. when i’m little i like to color, draw, nap, watch cartoons, and plays with my stuffies. 

i need a caregiver if anyone is interested.

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in the RARE event i post when i’m little, it will be tag as ‘#little jordan’ or ’#🧸’.

BLOG RULES AND DNI!

i would prefer if you don’t spam like/reblog, do not under any circumstance sexualize me.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

dni ED blogs(if you post thinspo), SH blogs(if you post cut pics), porn blogs, “Daddy Dom” blogs, Lana girls(only if ALL you post is Lana, i don’t like her at all.)

some of my pookies!!

@sparky4577 father…gay father…

@brainymutt my older brother!! i lobe you bubby!!

@cult0f-personality POOKIEEEEE🤫

@auggietheclown literally so cool. omg i love them.

@k0rnflakez POOKERS!!

@s0lace-1n-s0l1tude one of my first moots, supa kewl!

@expires-tomorrow the guy who got me into tcc, i don’t really talk to him but he’s super kewl! (tumblr hates him)

@runawaylosers AHHHH! BESTIEE!! I LOVE YOU MY LITTLE FAG!!!!

tag system!

☠︎︎ jordan yaps ☠︎︎ me being dumb

☠︎︎ 🤫 ☠︎︎ talking bout my love

☠︎︎ jordan friends ☠︎︎ moots

☠︎︎ jordan music ☠︎︎ songs i like

☠︎︎ jordan lyric posts ☠︎︎ lyrics

☠︎︎ jordan ootds! ☠︎︎ my ootd

☠︎︎ little jordan/🧸 ☠︎︎ i’m regressed

☠︎︎ jordan organ spill ☠︎︎ vent post

☠︎︎ jordan rocks ☠︎︎ me!!

☠︎︎ my love matt ☠︎︎ my obsession with matt tuck.

[gremlin-girly]

🚀 Space Cakes 🚀

Banner by me, made in Canva w/ Jake's and the brownie's pics sourced on Pinterest. The specific brownie is a called cosmic brownie and I highly recommend you try them (fudgy brownies with m&ms/smarties!!)

Jake Jensen x curvy!f!reader

WARNING: This fic not only contains smut but also consumption/use of marujuana. If that's not your bread and butter (or if you are a minor) please do not read. Not beta'd and I don't give permission for my work to be reposted, translated, copied or put through AI!

Additional Warnings/tags: Jake being high, Jake being a dork, Jake being adorable, friends to lovers bc I can't help myself, breast/nipple play, oral (f recieving), vaginal fingering, clit play/teasing, squirting, p-in-v (wrap it!!), creampie, sofa sex again (woo!), overstimulation, crying from overstimulation, (accidental) pleasure!dom!Jake, pussy drunk Jake (when is he not though?), needy Jake, multiple orgasm (RIP your sofa), dub-con kinda, petnames (baby, sweetheart), lil bit of possessiveness teehee

Summary: After eating two brownies, Jake goes on a trip with you by his side.

Word count: 4.8k

Dividers by: @/thecutestgrotto Banners by: @/saradika-graphics

A/N: The image on the left is that of a cosmic brownie (and you can find the recipe for said picture here) since space cakes tend to be any cake variety. This was the first fic I wrote for the collection, but Ari one the poll. ENJOY 😈Forget-me-not Blues will be out tomorrow xxx

Also, not an ad, but if you guys wanna smell like cinnamon rolls - Mallows beauty cinnamon swirl body oil. It's sparkly and smells divine... and was the inspiration for this ;)

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Three day weekends were your favourite thing in the world. You'd wake up late, make yourself your favourite breakfast before beginning your self care ritual.

Occasionally, it starts with baking a batching of extra special brownies; if there's none left in your freezer. Boring box mix elevated with a shot of coffee, eggs and extra chocolate chips. Not forgetting your melted cannabutter to make them special.

Once the brownies are out of the oven and marked into twelve equal squares, you can go about enjoying the rest of your day, starting with your weed-kend ritual.

The ritual begins with you washing your face with warm water before picking out a face mask whilst your brownies bake. Today, you choose a bentonite clay mask that smells like a strawberry milkshake, setting a timer to wash it off and take your brownies from the oven.

Then you go upstairs to shower. You give yourself the works; washing and conditioning your hair with a hair mask, shaving your legs and underarms. You're singing along to more of your favourite songs as you wait for the timer for your hair, thinking of how to plan the rest of your day. You'd get out the shower, moisturise, maybe paint your nails and set up a movie before eating a brownie and ordering a big, fat take out when the munchies kicked in.

Oh these long weekends were good.

If only you had someone to share them with.

When you exit the steamy shower you notice a text on your phone from your friend Jake

Jensen 12:06

Hey! Hope your weekend is going well so far 🤠 Could I stop by later and drop off the games you lent me? They were a hit with the guys 🤠😎

You smile down at your phone. Seeing friends on your long weekends wasn't uncommon but today you'd wanted very limited social interaction and with Jake around it was unlikely to happen.

However, this was also Jake. Your favourite person in the world who loved using cowboy emojis and making you laugh. So long as he stopped by before you planned to scoff a brownie you'd be okay. Maybe you'd even offer him one.

You 12:08

Sure. Stop by before 5pm and I'll be here. ☺️

Jensen 12:08

:-)

You snort at his response and open your Spotify to your favourite mix of songs and pick up your new body oil from your bedside table. Cinnamon Swirl body oil smelled as good as it sounded and now you did too.

Once oiled and smelling divine you reach for your fluffy pyjama shorts and tank, feeling like the human equivalent to a pastry; fluffy, warm and smelling oh-so delicious, you headed downstairs to watch a movie while you waited patiently for Jake to arrive.

Jake arrives around three in the afternoon.

You're greeted by his smiling face when you open the door.

"Hey you," You grin, stepping aside to let him in.

"Hey." He bundles inside, almost tripping as he's distracted by your ass in your pyjama shorts as you close the door behind him.

You hold out your arms for the board games. "Gimme those, I'll go put 'em upstairs."

"You sure?" He asks as he places them into your arms, suppressing a shiver when your hands brush his. You peek up over the boxes at him. Even in your PJs you looked so damn adorable.

"Sure I'm sure. You know where the kitchen is, get yourself a soda or something." You wink, heading up the stairs with the boxes. "I'll be two minutes!"

Jake wanders into your small kitchen like he'd done so many times before, thinking about how he should broach the topic of asking you on a date. You were good together; he liked spending time with you, you liked spending time with him. Any little excuse he could use to see you he'd take it and anything to see that sweet smile of yours he'd gladly do.

The scent of brownies pulled him away from his thoughts of you and leaning past the fridge door he spotted the chocolatey goodness that seemed angelically highlighted before him. Your baking was top notch and the last brownies he'd had hadn't lasted two days in his home. He closed the fridge and picked up one; chomping it in two bites.

The face Jake pulled at the flavour was a cross between a grimace and utter disgust. It was thick and strong; all the excellent elements of a good brownie but tainted with a sickening taste that made him want to throw up.

So he ate a second in case it was just one bad brownie.

The result was exactly the same, unsurprising to everyone but his lovely self, but whilst he was contemplating how brownies could be this bad you reappeared from your board-game-putting-away duties.

"Jake," you begin eyes widening as you look at the brownie tray. "How many did you eat?"

"Oh... heh... well-"

"How many?" You urge growing more panicked.

"Like two. I think." He shrugs sheepishly. "Sorry, you know I love your baking."

"Ohmygod." You groan, covering your face with your hands. So much for a quiet weekend.

"I'm sorry Y/N. Were they special or something? I can help you make more." You peek at Jake through your fingers and he looks wrecked thinking he's upset you and you bite back a grin.

"Oh, they were special alright." You say, hiding your smile with a hand. "They were space cakes."

Jake blinks at you in confusion and you roll your eyes playfully.

"They're weed brownies, Jake."

His mouth hangs open, he points to the brownies, to you and then himself in a dramatic miming of "Them? For you? I ate them?"

"Um... okay." Jake sighs, hands on his hips. "I didn't want to tell you they tasted gross so I'm glad there's a reason."

"Why did you eat two then?" You snort and Jake smiles.

"I thought the second one would taste nicer."

You shake your head at him with a grin; your worry slowly fading. Jake would probably feel funny but ultimately fall asleep and you tell him as much.

"I've got plenty of snacks too, but maybe we can order a pizza when you get the munchies."

Jake nods, exhaling loudly. "Hooo boy. Okay. This is fine."

"Hey," you pat his bicep reassuringly and give him a smile. "I'll be with you the entire time. I'll stay sober and watch over you."

Jakes nervous smile falters as he takes a deep breath, admiring the features of your face. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

"Thanks."

An hour later, Jake's brain was a smushed mess.

You'd insisted he lie on the sofa which started off as him lying one end and you on the other but over the course of the hour, he’d entirely encroached on your personal space. He’d ended up with his arms wrapped around you as he lay on top of you, anchoring himself to you and you'd allowed it because, well, you wanted him to be as calm and comfortable as possible since he was in for a wild ride tonight.

And because was the most perfect weighted blanket in the history of ever.

You'd put on some random comedy although, honestly, you weren't paying much attention. Your legs were tangled beneath Jake's with one hand resting against his back, the other absently raking through his blond spikes. This was a different kind of high altogether.

Survive the night, you tell yourself, admiring the man snuggled on top of you. Then figure out next steps.

Giggles erupted out of Jake suddenly, startling you from your thoughts.

"What are you laughing at?" You chuckle, running a hand through his hair absently. Jake's giggles only come harder, his whole body shaking as he snorts against you. Jake pants trying to catch his breath but starts laughing again as soon as he opens his mouth to speak.

You're grinning down at him now, his laughter is infectious and you're trying so hard to hold back your own laugh to figure out what set him off. However, when he buries his face into your chest to suppress a howl of laughter it immediately sets you off.

Your body begins to shake as you start laughing along with him. "What?"

His laughter dies down and he heaves heavy breaths as he looks up at you, red faced and grinning goofily with tear streaks running down his face.

"I don't know." He whispers, stifling another giggle. "That guy in the movie fell over and it - it -" He buries his face again to stop himself from laughing, only small giggles slipping through.

You chuckle a little and go back to stroking his hair. Jake sighs heavily as your fingers delicately massage the crown of his head. His face is half turned to watch the TV with puffy eyes and he's moulded his body to yours, his cheek squished against your boobs.

"Your boobs are comfy." He comments nonchalantly.

"Thank you." You grin, allowing your heart one little skip of excitement before turning back to the movie. After a few moments, Jake speaks again.

"Why haven't we done this before?"

"Done what? Get high together?"

"No," he huffs softly. "Cuddle."

"Well, I guess we've never really - um - talked about it."

"We can talk about it now."

Your lips twitch upwards. "You won't remember."

"Will too."

"Jake." You warn.

"Y/N." He sasses back. "You're comfy. I'm comfy. Your boobs are soooo comfy." He nuzzles against them, face first. His nose brushes along the edge of your tank, nudging the swell of your breast.

Your skin explodes into gooseflesh and your try to focus yourself, chanting that's he's not in his right mind over and over in your head. You genuinely think it won't go further; you know what it's like to admire soft things when you're high, which is why you were in fuzzy pyjamas to begin with. But when you feel his lips press a kiss against your skin you squeak.

"Jake!"

"Huh?" He looks up at you slowly, his brain in a daze. You're blushing furiously and you can feel warmth grow where it definitely shouldn't be right now. "What? You smell so good too."

When you don't argue with him he sinks further down your body, trailing tender kisses down your chest to the small exposure of skin between your pyjama top and the waistband of your fuzzy pyjama shorts that hug your hips.

"Cinnamony and warm and soft." He murmurs between kisses "Like a cinnamon roll."

He nuzzles against your skin, his goatee tickling you and making you squeal with laughter. Jake's hands run down your sides to hold your hips, keeping you in place. You can feel the cool metal of his glasses against your skin, and how he's smiling as he peppers more kisses along your stomach, on every inch of skin he can find.

"Jake." You sigh his name as your head falls back against the arm of the sofa. You can't tell if you want him to stop or continue, each kiss making your skin tingle and your stomach swoop.

You shriek in surprise when his hot tongue glides up to your sternum, pushing your shirt up with him.

Jake smacks his lips with confused delight. "You taste like one too."

Giggling, you cup his cheeks in your palms, guiding his face to look at you. He melts into your palms, letting his cheeks push up so he can give you a dopey chipmunk expression that earns him another laugh. Behind his glasses his blue eyes are red-rimmed and glisten with adoration when they meet yours. Your heart beats frantically as you try to smile sweetly at him.

"Fuck it." You huff. "C'mere."

You cup his face and bring it closer to yours, smashing your lips against his hungrily. To your surprise, Jake doesn't seem shocked, immediately melting into the kiss as if it were second nature; like you'd be doing this for a lot longer than thirty seconds. His goatee tickles at your skin but you're too lost in his taste, the scent of his funky aftershave fills your nostrils but on your tongue he tastes like chocolate and weed. It's a strange combination of flavours but you think it just might be your new favourite.

Jake's hands wander up and down your sides as he shifts on top of you, eagerly kissing you back. Tonight was going better than planned. The cotton-wool-brain that edibles gave you was nothing compared to the high Jake was giving you. You shift your legs against his, the rough of his jeans against your soft oiled legs a delicious contrast, especially when you can feel how hard, and big, his cock is as he lies on top of you.

"Ah fuck, I always imagined you'd taste sweet." Jake murmurs against your lips, pushing his body into yours.

"Really?" You giggle back, biting your lips to hold back a smug grin.

Jake nods enthusiastically, dislodging his glasses so they hang haphazardly off his face. You fix them for him as he continues to talk, smoothing your hands across his face.

"And if I'm right about that," He mumbles against your lips. "Then I bet I'm right about you having the sweetest pussy on the planet too."

"Christ," you sigh, feeling your clit throb at his confession. Jake lifts his head slightly, his expression is sheepish but his skin is fire engine red with embarrassment.

"Aw, shit. Sorry. That was supposed to stay inside my head."

"That's alright." You peck his lips again and wiggle your hips to get comfortable beneath him, his cock nestled against your thighs and stomach. "Keep going."

Jake let's out a breathy sigh as you shift. "I can?"

You nod and he breaks into a grin, fixing his position, cementing you against his body as he moves to kiss you again; hands freely wandering and groping all flesh it can find. His hands inch higher and higher until he's finally able to graze a pebbled nipple under your top. You jump at the sensation with a short gasp hearing a murmured "Sorry" from Jake as he does it again before cupping your tit entirely and giving it a squeeze.

Jake's hand continues to squeeze and massage your tits before he drags his thumbs across your nipples as he kisses you, repeating the motion over and over when you moan into the kiss, watching your eyes flutter against your flushed rosy cheeks.

When you stifle a moan, he tweaks it instead, watching your face contort with pleasure. He continues for a while, teasing your nipples and cupping the soft flesh until he pinches a little too hard.

"Ow," you hiss when he pinches too hard, grimacing slightly. It half snaps you out of your growing stupor.

"'M sorry, baby." Jake coos. "Here, let me kiss it better."

Before you can stop him, his head is under your top kissing and sucking at your abused nipple, his other hand capturing your unattended tit and squeezing it like he had for your left. One of your hands threads into his hair, the other grips his shoulder as he swirls your nipple with his tongue. Lustful brain fog starts to creep in as you shift under him again, arching your back slightly as he continues to shower your tits with attention.

"What? Your boobs are so perfect. Just had to kiss 'em." He pecks at your left nipple before going to your right. "I've always wanted to suck 'em too."

"Jake." You pant, squeaking as he tweaks your right nipple now, grazing his thumb over the hard nub. He releases your left breast with a wet pop and when he raises his head to look at you, you can see his shiny spit all over your skin. The cool air of the room doesn't help the hardness of your nipples nor does Jake's continuous squeezing.

You let out a long sigh trying to compose yourself but the need for him is becoming too overwhelming to ignore. After the way he's made your panties a mess just by sucking your tits, you don't think you could refuse him anything else; especially with how with tongue had swirled around your nipple...

He mumbles something into your tits that you can't make out and you look down at him.

"Hmm?"

"Eat. You. Out." He breathes, peeking up at you, his glasses fogged with condensation. "Please? I just wanna taste."

"Christ, Jensen." You hiss but his eyes don't leave yours. "You're high as a kite this can't be a good idea."

"If you think I'll regret it in the morning, just ask me to do it again." He pleads with a pouting expression. "Hell, I'd let you sit on my face all day if you asked me."

You stare at him wide eyed. Your chest constricts and you can feel said pussy squeezes around nothing.

"Really?"

"Really really." He looks up at you dreamily. "I love thinking about how hot you'd look cumming over my face."

Your chest thuds and you swallow thickly, trying to remind yourself not to think with your clit right now. However, as always, Jake has to open his big mouth again. "Oh. Oops." Jake says blinking slowly. "That was another inside thought I think." When Jake gives you another one of those cute, goofy smiles your resolve crumbles. Your poor pussy is aching for his cock and you are in no position to be turning it down. Plus he did say please.

You sigh and nod. "O-okay. Sure."

Jake's demeanour suddenly shifts up a gear, far more excited than you'd ever seen him and it makes heat rise up your neck.

"You're sure?" He asks, squeezing at your hips.

"You said I could ask you to do it again," You tease back quietly, your cheeks burning so hot you could most definitely fry eggs on them. "I think I may take you up on it if you're good."

Jake's nostrils flare and his eyes blow into saucers. "I did. I meant it. I swear to God 'm gonna make you feel so good baby."

Jake wastes no time in tugging your pyjama shorts down to your ankles along with your damp panties. As he moves your legs out wider, on impulse you keep them closed causing Jake to pout at you. You can feel the cool air kissing at your thighs and your clit tingles when you think about how not only will Jake see your leaking cunt but taste it too.

"I can't eat when your legs are closed." Jake whines, pushing at your knees gently. "Open up."

His eyes are pleading but he's still being so sweet that you concede with a small smile. As your legs fall open before him, you catch the hungry look he's giving your pussy and the way he licks his lips. He's practically drooling at the sight, sending shockwaves of pleasure to all of the right places. "You okay?" You ask when he's not moved.

His eyes flicker to yours. "Yeah. You just -..." He trails and shrugs off a small laugh. "You've got the prettiest pussy I've ever seen."

Heat surges and you fight back a slew of curses at the compliment.

"Right now it's all yours."

"I... Yeah, I know." He sounds so bewildered, even when he drags an index finger through your warm folds up towards your clit. You gasp at the suddenness, but it quickly devolves into panting when he begins to circle your clit with his thumb. your body jerks at his touch but takes seconds for you to unravel. Clearly, him making out with you and playing with your tits had you wound up so much you were ready to cum already.

Jake shuffles down, kissing each of your thighs before swiping his tongue the same way his finger had. His strong arms loop under your thighs and hold them open as he laps at your cunt like there's no tomorrow.

"Oh fuck yes." He rumbles against your clit. "So sweet for me."

He latches onto your clit before you can respond, suckling gently at first before rolling your sensitive pearl on his tongue. He only ever breaks to drag breathy stripes up your slit before burying himself back at your clit. You cum so quickly you don't even know it's happening until your hips jerk upwards into his mouth and you shout his name, not that it deters Jake in the slightest, who continues to sweetly kiss and lick your dripping hole and clit like they're the best dessert he could have asked for. His arms push you thighs apart further so he can make out with your pussy at a far better angle.

You're back on edge moments later, gripping his short blond hair like a lifeline when you cum again, his arms stopping you from wriggling away from him when the pleasure becomes too overwhelming for you to handle. You can half hear your own voice moaning his name mixed with curses as your back arches off the sofa and you almost cum a third time when you feel a finger slip inside you, curling against that spongy spot.

Sweat makes your hair stick to your skin and you can't focus as Jake keeps you on that edge longer this time. Time has bled away and you've completely surrendered yourself to this position; the pleasure almost too much with your clit throbbing angrily, begging for another release.

"Jake pleeease." You whine desperately, your need for orgasm orgasm growing as he sucks and slurps at your clit noisily.

"I know, I know." He mumbles, licking through your folds. "I'm being greedy. I want another one."

Your eyes roll so far back you're sure you see the puddle your brain has become. He slips another finger into your cunt, not only curling both fingers but pumping them vigorously, forcing you to cum hard over his face and fingers with a keen of his name.

Without removing his fingers, relishing in how your pussy convulses around his fingers, he sits back to admire his handiwork. You're a hot mess. Your cunt is shiny with cum and spit but Jake's eyes are wide with a drunken hunger, licking his lips as his thumb brushes over your swollen clit. You moan loudly and your pussy twitches and trembles at his touch, just like how his cock does at the sight and sound of you.

No words are needed as Jake undoes his belt with one hand, easily working the fly of his jeans down too. The touch of your hand on his hard cock makes him hiss as you help him guide it to your drenched cunt. You both suck in a breath at the same time as the head of his cock breaches your tight hole and Jake stops.

"Fuck...." He whispers, looming over your body. "Jesus Christ I might cum already. You feel amazing." When he bottoms out fully, he looks down to your connected bodies, his cock twitching against your velvet walls and you struggle to keep your moans to yourself.

"Look at that baby," he coos. "You're a perfect fit."

Your eyes flutter, hands blindly reaching for his shoulders to pull him back to you. Your eyes meet his and you're done for, fingers curling into the hair on the nape of his neck as you drag him down to meet your lips in a hungry kiss. He swallows every sound you offer him, beginning to move his hips against yours in a steady motion. His tongue tastes like your cum and a hint of chocolate and it drives you feral, hooking a leg over his hips to allow him deeper into your aching pussy. You know it won't take long to cum again and tell him as much.

"Keep making all those pretty noises." He urges, trailing kisses along your neck. "Be nice and loud for me."

You keen his name helplessly, eyes half lidded in ecstastatic pleasure, clawing at his back and squeezing his hips with your legs.

"Hey now," Jake trails kisses against your neck and you can feel the curve of his smile against your skin. "No fair. I can feel your pussy milking me and trying to make me cum."

"Mmhmm, made for your cock." You whimper pathetically, thoughts running wild with lust, hands clawing blindly at his back under his cartoon tee. "Just please please please cum."

"Made for me, huh?" Jake sighs wistfully, filling you to the brim slowly enjoying the way your ruined cunt still spasms and welcomes him in. "Damn fuckin' straight you are."

Your pussy convulses at his cursing, so unused to hearing filthy, possessive praise tumble from his lips. You're used to his terrible flirting, to his cheesy pick up lines and his general dorkiness that made your heart flutter. His awkwardness was what made Jake Jake.... but this side of him had your pussy soaked and brain mangled beyond comprehension. You were feral for this confident rendition of the guy you'd been crushing on.

"Jake I can't take anymore please," you beseech him, torn between sobbing at the overstimulation and cumming again. "Please cum!"

"Just like that," He growls, rutting into you harder, the continuous schlick of his cock repeatedly burying itself deep within your soaked, ruined pussy making you squeeze harder and moan loudly.

"Gimme one more, baby." Jake urges, fucking into you faster and peppering your dazed face with soft kisses. "One more and I promise I'll cum with you."

"Mmngh - please."

"Uh huh. You've been so patient, I've just gotta have one more so I can fill you up."

"Oh fuck!" you grip his shoulders like a vice as your orgasm wracks your body so hard all the breath is stolen from your lungs. Your cunt gushes and your thighs tremble, your moan sounding more like a choked sob of Jake's name. As promised Jake follows not long after with a loud groan, painting your walls white and letting your pussy milk him dry before collapsing on top of you, heaving breaths.

You're half dazed, the heat of the room unbearable. You need about three dozen cold showers to wash away the sin your bodies have wreaked.

And maybe a new sofa.

"Oh man," Jake mumbles, his body radiating heat and a silky sheen of sweat. "You felt - You were -"

He takes a shaky inhale and sighs, sinking further onto you, his softening cock still nestled inside you. His brain was clearly struggling to keep up with everything that had just transpired and you chuckle, wrapping your arms loosely around his torso and melting into the sofa.

You're pretty sure you both fall asleep for a good twenty minutes, although since you weren't timing how long Jake was fucking you for and your phone wasn't in reach it may have been even longer.

When you finally blink awake, you still feel bone-tired and legless, not helped by Jake's weight on you.

"We should shower." You whisper after a few moments, drawing circles over Jake's back, his head nestled between your boobs.

"Mmh. Probably." He says, voice quiet and muffled. You peek down and start to grin.

"You don't want to move do you?"

"No. I'm comfy."

"Even if I said we'd shower together?"

Jake untangles himself from you quickly and helps you to your feet, keeping you steady when your jellified legs wobble. With his hands in a gentle grasp around your waist he follows you upstairs to the bathroom, his hands never leaving your hips and the both of you smiling stupidly.

Turning on the shower is slightly more difficult when there's soft kisses to your shoulders and neck distracting you and any playful swats are wilfully ignored. Warm water streams down your bodies and you can't remember the last time you felt so relaxed until today; even with a space cake.

Jake's kisses make their way to your cheeks and the arms around you constrict a little tighter, making you giggle gleefully and your heart thunder slowly, your body too tired for any more excitement.

"Hey you," you chuckle dreamily, leaning back into him. "You've just had your fill."

"I know," he sighs, resting his head on your shoulder. "But I just can't get enough of you."

You peek a glance at him when he squeezes you and burst into laughter. In his excitement to shower with you he'd forgotten to remove his glasses, and they'd fogged up, making him look extra goofy.

"What?" He pouts. "I'm being honest!"

"No, goofball." You snort, gently pulling his glasses off his nose. "You looked stupid with your glasses all fogged up."

"Oh," he bites back a dopey smile and blinks water out of his eyes.

"I can't get enough of you either." You add quietly, standing on tip toes to kiss his lips sweetly.

"You can't?" He beams down at you, eyes twinkling.

You nod firmly. "Nope and I'm very glad you fucked my brains out. I say we watch another movie and cuddle... actually maybe we should put a towel down first."

"Ah but Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm really hungry." Jake looks sheepishly at you. "Can we order some pizza now?"

End

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[that-one-gay-hufflepuff]

NPMD moments that made me hysterical (long post)

“Hehe they twisted his nipples off” 1:17

“They shit on my car sometimes!” 1:46

“🎶IM DEAD.🎶” 2:10

shit how do I not put the whole show on here….

“pRoBLeMaTiC PoOcH” 3:47

“Well, I got left behind this morning, bus driver’s a fucking asshole.” 5:00

“My titties are tenderized” 8:06

“Everyone knows how he bANGS” 9:47

“It’s third period shit-lips, I’ve gotta get to remedial algebra.” 10:50

“Oh, well, there’s a difference between intent and impact. I learned that at the anti-bullying assembly last month FUCK-NUGGET” 11:08

“Ha, hahaha, SPUNK.” 13:03

“I am only one man’s girl, Max, and his name is ✨jeSus cHrist✨, mKay.” 13:56

“Stephanie, please, I’d like to have an intelligent conversation with you. -In other words, shut up.” 16:33

“Stephanie, do you have any idea what’s coming up in a mere matter of weeks?

The elec-

The Election.”

16:46

“Did you just throw your hand BETWEEN the hammer and the phone.” 18:12

“HOW. AM I SUPPOSED TO STUDY. WITHOUT LISTENING. TO SPOTIFY. OK????” 18:39

“This projects on thermodynamics, what the fuck are you talking about.” 19:14

“What was it like when she touched your arm…. 👏🏻Did you cum.” 20:09

“naNI”

21:06

“….what is she saying…. ..wHAT THE FUCK IS SHE SAYING.” 21:27

“YOURE TELLING ME I GOTTA BE FUNNY AGAIN???? I DIDNT DO IT ON PURPOSE THE FIRST TIME???” 23:03

“I’m as cool as she thinks I am 👉🏻👈🏻 I’m as cool as she thinks I am 👉🏻💞👈🏻 Oh whoa whoa. MMM” 25:09

“so you’re a POOR piece of shit then?” 27:11

EDIT-ALSO SHOUTOUT TO @loooongfurby4444 FOR REMINDING ME AB: “Awwww… Had to sell your bow tie to feed your fucking family :C???”

“Well, nothing says yummy like a mouthful of Mother’s meatloaf.” 29:16

“I only believe in one ghost Grace, the Holy Spirit that resides in all our hearts…” 29:51

“Me? And Max? In carnal embrace? That’s ridiculous! Mom, will you pass the butt-stuff?- …the butter, will you pass the butter. I just want some head and butter- BREAD. BREAD AND BUTT-SEX TO GO WITH THIS BIG SHAFT OF MEAT IM ABOUT TO CHOKE DOWN.” 30:38

“You all just watch each other pee??? Oh, it’s better than I ever imagined!” 40:03

“I’m not breaking anything, my dad’s the realtor. *ear shatteringly loud key jangling*” 42:25

“WELL THEN IM GONNA HAVE TO SHOOT THE WHOLE THING IN A WIDE, AND ITS GONNA LOOK LIKE SHIT.” 47:37

“‘You’re like, super nice to me.’

‘Not really. I’m just doin the bare minimum here.’

‘You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.’

‘Oh, that’s sad.’

‘I think I’m in love with you’

‘…..ok 👍🏻….’” 48:37

“I always knew you fuckers were real! I’ve been scared of you my whole life! ….But it’s time to stop running. *downs beer can and crunches it against his head*” 56:16

“Oh shit! Oh fuck! I didn’t think there’d be a sKele’un here! I’m so fucking scared of sKele’uns!” (missed the time on this one)

“🎶We’re gonna bury the body 😀🎶” 56:54

“I just cut off his nips 😗” 58:10

“‘Hey Pete, wait up! Good news.’

‘You passed the test?’

‘With flying colors.’

‘Oh-ho! A….. C+. Steph that’s amazing!’” 1:00:10

-

I ran out of time so ima leave this as a part 1 and see if I finish…. K byeeeeeee

[madwomansapologist]

𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 — twenty, she/them prns, brasileira, serial theme-changer, majoring in journalism, nanami's wife, virgo sun, enfp.

hello, lovelies! i'm bella, your lowkey emotional writer. i have a library blog (@mwalibrary) and one to rec other artists (@mwashelf). i speak portuguese, english, spanish and french, so feel free to interact in any of those languages!

bella approves [+1] etymology study, fantasy books, bread with honey and butter, my dog, history, puzzles, my brother, taking naps, melon, gossip.

bella disapproves [-1] capitalism, discussions, medical appointments, ants, mayonnaise salad, rude coworkers, my brother, sleeping with the fan on.

⟡ ݁₊ . ao3 ⟡ ݁₊ . pinterest ⟡ ݁₊ . twitter ⟡ ݁₊ . spotify

music... slipknot, sabrina carpenter, jessie ware, poppy, red velvet, megan thee stalion, bad omens, ethel cain, the crane wives, fiona apple, lana del rey, taylor swift, the amazing devil, gal costa, the smiths, jeff buckley, sunmi, bts, shakira, carly rae jepsen, jão, ricky montgomery, she wants revenge, tv girl, kendrick lamar, charli xcx.

animes... gokushufudou, dungeon meshi, death note, one piece, frieren journey's end, kimetsu no yaiba, jujutsu kaisen, spy x family, haikyuu, attack on titan, kakegurui, all routes lead to doom.

books... game of thrones by george r. r. martin, a series of unfortunate events by lemony snicket, the fellowship of the ring by j. r. r. tolkien, pride and prejudice by jane austen, wicked by gregory maguire, good omens by terry pratchett and neil gaiman, that's how you lose the time war by amal el--mohtar and max gladstone.

games... baldur's gate 3, hades, obey me, genshin impact.

they're literally me fr fr... anya forger, bokuto kotaro, tanjiro kamado, annie edson, shinobu kocho.

selfship... kento's dear, mitsuri and obanai's sweet thing, crocodile's honey.

[baezen]

i love “alone together” so much!! and i would totally write a fic based on the song tbh 😂

i don't know why but my brain just can't seem to get rid of the thought of bob singing fall out boy songs but specifically ones from their album from under the cork tree ( i talked the other day i think he's a fall out boy fan) but there's just something about him and this album my brain just won't let me know peace

[stiles-o-dylan24]

King of My Heart Chapter 10 - Trick or Treat, Freak

Author: @stiles-o-dylan24  Pairing: Steve x Summer Byers (eventually)  Word Count: 6.4k Warnings: canon violence and themes, bullying, language, mentions of partying, drinking, smoking, hint of not letting an implied non-con situation happen  SERIES SPOTIFY PLAYLIST

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My alarm clock blaring instantly pulls me out of my sleep and has me rolling over to hit the top of it. I check to make sure I actually turned it off and didn’t hit the snooze by accident, yawning as I roll onto my back and cover my face with my hands.

Groaning into my palms I figure I should probably get up and help with breakfast so I pull off the covers and go about getting dressed.

Once I pull one of my Rush t-shirts over my head, I put on a pair of knitted dark grey tights before I pull on a pair of black jean shorts. I grab a faded orange flannel for the holiday and my walkman and head out of my room. I set my shirt and walkman on the dining room table and head into the kitchen, seeing Jonathan already there and grabbing the mixing bowl for the eggs.

I open the fridge and hand him the eggs, grabbing the butter for me as I start on getting the bread ready for the toaster. Once that’s ready and waiting for Jonathan’s cue that the eggs are almost done I go about grabbing cups for the juice, hearing mom yell Will’s name a few times.

She comes into the kitchen a few seconds later saying “Guys–”

“Yeah?” Jonathan asks and looks over his shoulder at her while I set the plates on the kitchen table and look expectantly up at her in my silent question of what’s up.

“Where’s Will?” she looks between us and I make a noise, trying not to let the deja vu feeling of this time last year playing out exactly like this completely crush my entire being “Wha– what do you mean?”

“I mean where is Will?” she repeats and Jonathan moves the spatula around with this question “He’s not in his room?”

“No he isn’t” mom stresses and I follow behind her as she spins on her heels and heads towards the hallway. She knocks on the bathroom door, opening it without a second thought “Will?”

The way she said his name this time makes me realize that she definitely found him in the bathroom so I stop and press my back against the wall in the hallway, looking at the back of her head as she asks him slowly “What are you doing?”

“Peeing?” comes his reply and I snort, reaching up and covering my mouth with my hand to hide my silent laughter. Mom makes a noise, stepping back out into the hallway as she responds in an embarrassed tone “Okay.”

We hear the toilet flush just before she closes the door and she sighs, looking down to the ground and setting her forehead against the closed door.

I try to stifle my laugh behind my hand, I really do– however I completely fail. Mom immediately looks over at me, trying to fight off a smile of her own and I soften my face towards her “Hey, it’s ok– that damn anniversary effect, I tell ya right?”

Mom snorts and sets her arm around my shoulder, leading me back towards the kitchen, “Yeah, great– how about we finish up getting breakfast ready.”

We sit down to eat breakfast and Will talks about his costume he’s wearing for Halloween today and the plan for trick or treating tonight after school. He’s dressing up as one of the Ghostbusters along with Mike, Lucas and Dustin and the smile never leaves his face for how excited he is about getting to dress up with them today.

After breakfast mom helps Will get the proton pack of his costume onto his back while Jonathan grabs his camera. He gets the camera all set up with the film to take some photos of Will all dressed up while I sit on the arm of the chair in the living room and put on my black converse.

Once Will and mom walk out into the living room Jonathan guides him over towards the window and has him stand a certain way before he lifts his camera up and counts down “Three, two, one…”

He snaps the photo, saying “Great– hold up the proton blaster,” and Will does as instructed before Jonathan snaps another photo.

Mom smiles brightly as she stands next to me and looks at Will, taking in the bright and excited smile on his face that he directs towards the camera.

Jonathan lowers his camera down a little and nods towards the window with his next set of instructions “All right, now turn to the light.”

Will does as he’s wanting, smiling and striking a perfect Ghostbuster about to save the day pose for one last photo.

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I get set up at one of the tables in the library for my study hall, joined today by Nancy and Steve who sit across from me at the same table.

“So Byers, did you decide on tonight?” Steve asks and I nod towards my notebook making a mhmm noise “We talked about it this morning.”

“You did?” he asks, the excited tone making me lower my head a little more to hide my smile as I nod, slowly looking up at him “Yeah we’re taking Will over to the Wheeler’s at six”

The smile on his face falters a little and he shifts back in his seat, clearing his throat “Then you’re– you’re going to be at the party around…” he trails off and I scrunch my nose up into a soft grimace at him, the smile dropping off his face completely “Why do you have to be such a pain in the ass?”

I make a mock offended face, jerking my head back a little “What? Me? A pain in the ass?”

“Yes” he mocks, making a face right back at me and I roll my eyes playfully, going back to my notebook “I told you Harrington, we would see after trick or treating but I’m not agreeing on a set time with you.”

Steve scoffs “Why not?” and I snap my eyes back up to connect with his “Because you actually are a pain in my ass and if I couldn’t stick to that time I would never hear the end of it.”

“That’s not true” Steve makes a noise and Nancy nods her head to the side, “It kind of is true”

“Really?” he turns towards her, the offense he’s taking with her not being on his side written all over his face and she shrugs “You are unbearable when your plans don’t go your way”

“Unbearable” Steve scoffs, raising his brows at her “Are you being serious right now?”

“Oh no, you’re right– you’re totally being reasonable right now as I don’t completely agree to your plan you’re trying to make for tonight” I sarcastically jab and he snaps his mouth closed, looking over at me.

I smile innocently and he sighs, the argument written all over his eyes, however, he stays silent.

Nancy snorts and goes back to her homework, writing quickly over the page as Steve continues to look at me. He narrows his eyes at me and I keep the innocent smile plastered on my face until he caves and holds up his hands at his sides. He shakes his head slowly back and forth, trying to sound indifferent, “Fine– come to the party or don’t come to the party, it makes no difference to me.”

“Sure it doesn’t” I mutter quietly and go back to writing my notes, missing the look Steve throws my way.

We’re quiet for a few minutes as we focus on our homework and note taking until Nancy’s pencil snaps loudly at the end and she sighs, lifting it up to look at the broken off graphite piece “Dammit”

I look at her and her pencil, noticing that the look on her face seems to say that there’s something more wrong than just the state of her pencil– so I ask, “Hey, are you okay?”

“No–” she answers, slamming her pencil down onto her notebook as she connects her eyes with mine “I can't keep doing this”

“The sharpener is just over there– do you want me to go for yo–” Steve starts to offer, however, Nancy just shakes her head and sets her elbows on the table, resting her hands against the sides of her face “No that’s not– I can’t keep doing this like you guys.”

“Doing what exactly?” Steve asks, looking between us and Nancy slaps her hands down onto the table again with her response “Pretending like everything's okay. It's like everyone forgot– it’s like nobody cares… except her parents”

“Nance” Steve tries while I furrow my brows and try to keep up with what she’s trying to say “Barb’s parents?”

Nancy nods with my guess and her face scrunches up in her agony “And now they're selling their house– and they're going to spend the rest of their lives looking for her”

“I know” Steve says and moves his arm behind her chair to rub her back comfortingly. I look between them and try to get a little more information “Wait what’s happening with Barb’s parents?”

Nancy makes a sad noise and covers her face with her hands again. Steve licks his lips quickly and scooches back in his chair, elaborating for me “We had dinner with them last night and they told us that they hired some guy named Murray Bauman or something like that...”

I shake my head like the name doesn’t ring any bells if that’s what he was hoping for and he shrugs, continuing “Yeah we didn’t know who he was either, but apparently he was this pretty well known investigative journalist for the Chicago Sun Times. He’s freelance now so he agreed to take their case”

“What case is that exactly?” I ask slowly and Nancy lowers her hands once more, sniffling before she answers “Them finding Barb– apparently they think he’s the man that’s going to find her.”

Since we know exactly what happened to Barb last year, and that we can’t talk about it– I’m figuring out very quickly why Nancy is so upset after hearing about their plan last night.

“Oh” I make a face, asking gently “Why do they think he’s the man that’s going to find her?”  

Nancy shrugs, crossing her arms in front of her and resting them on the table “They aren’t too happy with Hop or the rest of the cops not really doing anything and supposedly this Murray guy has leads.”

“What leads could he possibly have found?” I ask without really thinking and I grimace at her “Sorry– it’s just– well you know”

She shakes her head at me to forget it “No you’re right and that’s exactly why it doesn’t sit right with me because he’s probably lying to them and that’s not even the worst part” she scoffs, “He’s costing them a lot of money too, they’re selling their house to pay for it but they’re fine with it because for the first time since Barb disappeared they’re hopeful.”

“Jesus– he sounds exactly as I would imagine a reporter would be like” I grumble and Nancy groans, lifting her hands up once more “Yeah exactly and all this is going to do is destroy them even more.”

“I know– okay?” Steve says, drawing her attention to him and he softens his face towards her “I get it– but listen, there's nothing we can do about it.”

“Yeah, we could tell them the truth” Nancy says without missing a beat and I sit up a little with that, looking around without really thinking about it as Steve does the same.

I make a noise and lower my voice towards her “I wish we could, but you know we can’t do that, Nance.”

“I know” she matches my whisper of a voice, drawing her brows in sadly towards me “But hear me out Summer, we don't have to tell them everything. Okay I was think–”

“This isn't some game, Nance,” Steve interrupts her, moving closer in his chair towards her as he also lowers his voice “I’m sorry but it’s not, okay? If they found out that we told any…” he stops, looking around and sharing a look with me before he continues “They could put us in jail. Okay? Or worse, they could destroy our families. They could do anything they want. Okay? Just think about what you're saying.”

Nancy ponders his words for a few seconds, moving her eyes between the both of us before she sighs loudly and sits back in her chair “Yeah okay, you guys are right– I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have any reason to be sorry” I correct her without hesitation, waiting until she looks at me again before I continue “I get it, okay? The same way you want to make this better and take this pain away for them is exactly how I feel about wanting to fix everything about this for you.”

She smiles gratefully at me, nodding through the tears gathering in her eyes. Steve smiles softly as he looks between us, clearing his throat before he sets his hand on the back of her shoulder again “Hey, look all of this is hard, but let's... let's just go to Tina's stupid party... wear our stupid costumes that we've been working on for a stupid amount of time, and just pretend like we're stupid teenagers, okay? Can we just do that, just for tonight?”

Nancy looks over at him, waiting a few moments before hesitantly nodding towards him and he smiles a little more “There we go.”

I smile at her like it’s a good enough place to start and she rolls her eyes, smiling back and adding “On one condition– you definitely have to be there.”

Steve lifts his fist up, trying to hide just how excited her joining his side is making him and I roll my eyes “Fuck, you two are relentless.”

“So that’s a yes?” Steve asks and I throw him a look “Not even close to what I said besides I haven’t been working on a stupid costume for a stupid amount of time so based on your final requirements I can’t go be a stupid teenager tonight.”

“I can easily create a stupid costume for you” Nancy chimes in and I throw her a you’re not helping look which she laughs at.

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Bob shows up about a half hour before we’re set to take Will trick or treating and he announces as soon as he walks through the door that he brought his video camera for us to use tonight.

“Here come here you guys” he says, waving us over. Jonathan and I share a look before we slowly head over towards him.

Bob turns the video camera on and holds it out for one of us to take, the smile never leaving his face as he waits to explain to us how to use all the buttons and gadgets on this thing. I set my hands on my hips and nod towards Jonathan, who I have deemed videographer for the night, as I smile cheerily at him “All yours.”

Jonathan sighs and looks at me quickly before he reaches out and grabs the video camera from him, grumbling “Thank you.”

Bob smiles and lifts his hands up indicating Jonathan should do the same with the video camera, which Jonathan does and places the eyepiece over his eye. Once he’s in the correct holding stance Bob lifts his hands up and moves his finger with his words “Okay so you hit ‘T’ to zoom in, and ‘W’ zooms back out. See? Easy-peasy”

“Yeah cool” Jonathan mutters and lowers the video camera from his eye while Bob points towards it again “Just make sure to turn off the power to save energy there.”

He continues to offer bits of advice on how to use this thing and since I won’t be touching it at all I move down the hall where mom is helping Will get his costume all set up again.

“Listen, stay close to your brother and sister, okay? And listen, listen, listen... if you get a bad feeling or anything, you tell them to take you straight home” mom instructs, Will nodding along– however that’s not cutting it for her and she throws him a look.

I hear Jonathan tell Bob “Okay I got it” before they walk closer towards us at the same time mom stresses Will for an actual answer to her previous request “You promise?” 

Will finally nods as his answer towards her and she says “Okay,” before breathing out a worried breath as she looks up at me. 

I nod and breathe in deeply, smiling over at Will to get this show on the road, asking him “Alrighty, you ready little man?”

“Yeah” he smiles relieved to be out of here and we open the front door, the three of us walking out and down the front porch steps while mom and Bob stay standing in the open doorway.

“Be safe” she calls after us and Bob puts on his best imitation of Dracula as he follows up with “I hope it doesn't suck!”

We look back with that, seeing mom force a smile at us to hide her worry and Bob chuckles. I wave at them and climb in the backseat while Will gets situated up front with his bag. Jonathan places the video camera in the middle seat and starts up the car, backing up along the driveway a minute later.

“I just don't get what she sees in him,” Jonathan says once we’re driving down the road and Will looks back at me, muttering “What?” as I shrug and he looks at Jonathan again.

Jonathan looks between us, making a noise before he groans out incredulously “Bob.”

I snort through a chuckle, lifting up my shoulder in a half shrug “All that matters is he makes her happy.”

Jonathan rolls his eyes, moving his hand around the steering wheel “Does she really seem all that happy?”

“At least he doesn't treat me different,” Will states, looking out his window as he continues, “I mean, I can't even go trick or treating by myself. It's lame.”

“What? You think we’re lame?” I scoff and he shakes his head, answering back quickly “No, but,” he pauses, his voice sounding so worn down “It's not like Nancy's coming to watch over Mike, you know?”

Jonathan sighs and shares a look with me in the rear view mirror, silently agreeing we need to do something to brighten his mood for the evening.

I frown and chew on the side of my lip, looking out my own window as I try to figure out how to fix this. My eyes catch on a bright folded up piece of paper on the floor and I smile to myself as an idea forms.

We pull up to the Wheelers and notice Dustin, Lucas and Mike are walking across the front lawn. When they see our car they wave and Dustin shouts “Will! Hey!”

Jonathan honks three quick times in hello before he stops the car on the right side of the cul-de-sac and shoves the gear into park. Will grabs his bag before he turns and starts to get out of the car, however, I stop him with a hand on his shoulder, “Hey listen”

“Yeah” Will asks quietly, looking over at me and I cross my arms, leaning forward to rest them on the back of the front seat “If we let you go on your own, you promise to stay in the neighborhood?”

Will’s face clears from the previous bummed out look and he smiles instantly, perking up as he sits up a little higher “Yeah! Yeah, yeah, totally”

“And be back at Mike's by nine” Jonathan adds, Will making a face as he counters “Nine thirty?”

“Nine” I confirm, keeping my face as serious as I possibly can in order to drive my point home and he nods, smiling and conceding instantly “Yeah.”

“Deal?” I ask, lifting my hand out towards him and he reaches out to place his hand in mine “Yeah, deal.”

“All right” I mutter quietly and Will opens his door as quickly as he can, climbing out and grabbing his proton pack.

“Hey Will” Jonathan calls after him, holding up Bob’s video camera “Don't let any of your spazzy friends use this, all right?”

“Okay” Will breathes out a laugh, reaching forward to grab the video camera from him.

“I hope it doesn’t suck” Jonathan imitates Dracula much like Bob did and I snort, dropping my forehead onto my arms. 

“Shut up” Jonathan grumbles as Will chuckles and closes the door, shouting bye towards us before he runs towards his friends.

“Will!” Lucas shouts and they animatedly talk and bounce around each other, swinging their pillow cases around that are just waiting to be filled with candy.

Jonathan sighs and taps his fingers on the steering wheel “Well that was probably the right call.”

“Yeah I thought so too” I agree quietly, watching the group before us and smiling at how happy they all are.

“So what are we going to do now then since we can’t go home?” Jonathan asks and I swing my eyes towards him, smiling widely as I slowly bring up the folded up bright orange flier in my hand.

Jonathan notices the flier and rolls his eyes playfully “Fine”

“Yes– let’s go” I laugh out and climb over the seat to sit up front as he starts the car and we head towards Tina’s.

As soon as we pull up to the house we notice the small groups of people scattered around everywhere really out front. We get out of the car and are immediately hit with the music blaring from somewhere in the house, along with the noisy chatter from everyone out here. 

Jonathan looks across the hood of the car at me like I can’t be serious about this being fun and I smile wide at him “Come on, it’ll be great.”

Jonathan rolls his eyes, trying not to smile as we head towards the front door. Once we walk inside the noise is even louder, between the music and all the drunken people yelling at each other I don’t know how anyone is actually achieving talking to each other.

“Hey nice costume” this girl’s voice says as she walks up behind us, Jonathan turning around and smiling at her “Huh?”

The girl who is dressed up like one of the guys from Kiss smiles even more and nods her head towards him, repeating “Nice costume.”

I raise my brows in my silent laugh towards him and he chuckles, turning back towards her “Oh, uh, yeah. I'm going as a guy who hates parties.”

I snort under my breath with that, setting my hand on his shoulder as I walk past him “I’ll leave you to it, guy who hates parties.”

“Stay in here” he calls after me and I lift my arm up to indicate I heard him. Walking away I hear them introduce themselves and I smile, hoping this Samantha person will hopefully be able to change his mind about being at the party being fun or not.

“Summer, you came!” I hear being yelled across the living room and my eyes quickly move around for the source of the voice, seeing Nancy with her arms in the air as she smiles and jumps with her words.

I laugh and make my way over towards her, noticing she keeps her hands in the air as she looks me over “This isn’t a costume, you were wearing this earlier.”

“That I was” I answer and she drops her arms back down to her sides “I was serious about coming up with a costume for you.”

I chuckle and throw her a look “Damn Wheeler, how much have you had to drink?”

“Not much” she states and I scoff out a laugh “How much exactly is not much?”

“I’ve just had like a few sips of pure fuel” she confesses and I widen my eyes “A few sips of what now? Pure fuel? Is that why you smell absolutely flammable right now?”

She laughs and wraps her arms around my shoulders ���No, no, no– some guy– oh that one over there” she points over towards this guy dressed in leaf crown and a sheet wrapped around him like a toga, who hits his hands over and over on his chest like Tarzan “He told me the punch bowl was filled with pure fuel.”

“Well he sounds very knowledgeable” I mutter and she smiles up at me “Come on– I’ll get you a drink”

“Oh I’m probably okay–” I say to no avail since she is already pulling me towards the kitchen where this bowl of pure fuel is.

She grabs a cup and shoves it into the punch bowl, handing it out towards me and lifting it with her words “Here– drink.”

I tentatively grab the cup and bring it to my nose, sniffing the alcohol fumes and already feeling a little tipsy from those alone. I make a noise and pull the cup away from me, grimacing as I look at her and her nodding like I just need to drink it.

“Oh you definitely shouldn’t smell it” comes a voice from behind me and I look over my shoulder, seeing Steve take off his glasses.

He stops next to me and I take in how he and Nancy are dressed, smiling as I nod towards them “Risky Business– nice.”

“You got it!” Nancy shouts and I raise my brows with how loud she said that, pointing at me and Steve laughs, filling in for me “No one got it when we first got here and she got tired of explaining it to everyone.”

“Oh” I laugh, shrugging my shoulders “Well sure, it would have been too obvious if you were just in a white button down shirt and socks.”

Steve raises his brows at me, his humor filled eyes moving between mine and I clear my throat, turning back to look at Nancy “But this” I point between them “Definitely a you had to have actually seen it to know where it’s from– and it’s awesome.”

“Thank you” Nancy boasts, smiling proud as she looks down at her white tennis outfit.

She goes to grab another drink and Steve makes a noise before he reaches out towards her “Oh no, no, no–”

“Get off” Nancy snaps and pulls away from him, Steve quickly trying to stop her as he argues gently “No you’ve had enough, okay?”

“Screw you” Nancy succeeds in grabbing a full cup from the punch bowl and tries to walk out of the kitchen. I slightly widen my eyes at how quickly the whole situation changed and Steve makes a noise “Nance, put it down” he follows after her and tries to grab the cup from her, which she immediately fights him on “Steve, stop!”

With both of them yanking back and forth on the cup, the inevitable happens and the cup snaps back against Nancy. The bright red drink spills all over her chest and drips down the front of her white shirt. I grimace, drawing my brows in sadly at the sight especially with how excited she was about her outfit just a moment ago.

The music still blares around us, however, everyone in the same room as us stops in their dancing and talking to look over at what just happened.

“What the hell?” she states, looking up at him in her fury before she walks quickly through the group of people. Steve tries to stop her, calling out “Nance” to her retreating back as he walks just as quickly after her.

Everyone follows them with their eyes until slowly they all go back to their conversations or their dancing and I set my cup down on the counter. Deciding I don’t want to end the night in that state I walk through the crowd inside and head towards the door that leads onto the back patio.

I walk outside and instantly feel like I can breathe again, especially since the music and talking noise is significantly less out here and I can actually hear myself think again.

Walking around the pool I head for one of the pool loungers that is unoccupied and I sit down, leaning back to look up at the dark night sky.

“What are you doing out here? It’s freezing” comes a familiar and unfamiliar voice at the same time. I look over my shoulder and see the California transfer from yesterday smiling down at me.

“Well California, I’m sure this is freezing to you but I call this a perfect fall evening” I quip back and he smiles even wider, pulling his cigarettes out and placing one between his lips. I look away as he lights the end up and I feel the lounger jostle as he sits down with me. I slowly look at him out of the corner of my eye and watch as he takes a drag from his cigarette, smiling after he blows the smoke to his other side and away from me.

He offers the pack towards me and I shake my head “No thank you.”

He makes a noise and shoves the pack back into his jacket pocket “So I can’t help but notice you haven’t been enjoying yourself tonight” he remarks and I scoff under my breath “You would have noticed that how?”

“Well for one you reek of someone who is sober” he smiles again and I throw him a look, not saying anything as he continues “And second you are out here all alone as the party goes on inside.”

“You’re out here,” I remind him and he smirks, taking another drag “Yes,” he breathes out “However I was labeled King of the Keg earlier so I had a pretty eventful evening so far.”

“Well who could compete with that” I sarcastically jab and he chuckles deeply “I’m sitting out here with you so you don’t have much you’d have to compete for”

I snort and look back up at the sky, grumbling “Charming.”

“Thank you” he laughs once and I swing my eyes back towards him, asking “Is there something I could help you with?”

My question just makes him smile even wider and he chuckles, leaning closer towards me “Well now that you bring it up– there’s definitely something I think you could help with.”

Understanding what he probably means has me widening my eyes a little as I lean back away from him “I doubt I can help with much– I don’t even know your name”

“Really?” he asks, surprise written all over his face and I make a noise “Yes really– you left before telling us yesterday.”

“How rude of me” he chuckles once “Billy– Billy Hargrove” he finally offers and I nod my head towards him “Well Billy– Billy Hargrove, I don’t think you should be looking at me to help you with anything.”

“Oh but Summer,” he chuckles softly, connecting his eyes with mine “I just think you maybe are writing this off before you even give me a chance.”

“A chance with what exactly?” I ask and he smirks, tilting his head to the side as he slowly roams his eyes over me.

Well if that wasn’t enough of an answer, I don’t know what is. I make a noise and scoot even further back from him “Yeah, I’m not interested.”

That seems to surprise him even more and he jerks his head back a little “You’re not in–”

“Nope” I interject and he looks completely flabbergasted so I lay it all out there for him “I may not know you but I know your type.”

“Is that so?” Billy questions and I nod “Yeah and your type is one that I will be staying far far away from.”

“Just for tonight or–” he trails off and the way he says that all presumptuous like makes me want to punch him in the face. Steve was right, this guy might just be an even bigger douchebag than last year Steve.

I plaster on my customer service face and try again to knock his arrogance down, replying as brightly as I can manage “Now that you mention it– I won’t be interested tonight or ever really.”

Billy clears his throat, trying his hardest to keep the smug look on his face as he chimes back with “You know when you change your mind, I might just give you a second chance–”

“Doesn’t sound like she wanted even the first chance from where I’m standing” comes from my knight in shining armor standing behind me.

I stand up and turn towards him, smiling gratefully at Steve who keeps his eyes locked on Billy’s as he also stands up and faces Steve.

“You know, Harrington I do not remember asking you what your opinion on the matter was” Billy snaps and Steve fights off a smile as he replies “Well if it involves Summer– then you can guarantee I’ll be right here to give you an opinion.”

They don’t say anything else, just stare daggers at each other and I nervously look between them. Billy has definitely been drinking, I can’t say the same about Steve especially if he was monitoring how much Nancy was drinking– but either way he can not fight Billy in this state, especially over something as unimportant to him as me.

“So” Steve starts, nodding his head to the side “Why don’t you go on back inside and find someone else who you wouldn’t have to commit a crime to get them to sleep with you”

“That’s clever, Harrington” Billy laughs once with no humor behind it and Steve shrugs as his answer.

They look to be one move away from west side story-ing it up out here so I huff out an aggravated breath and move to stand in between them “All right well this has been fun, really in the mood with the holiday but let’s just go our separate ways now.”

Steve steps defensively closer towards me, his eyes never leaving Billy who looks between us with a quiet murderous rage building behind his eyes. That look has my defenses on high alert– I’ve seen it one too many times and I quickly go over our options and how likely it is I could get a knee shot into him to take him down before he starts swinging. 

Thankfully I don’t have to test my lackluster self defense moves as he seems to flick his anger off with a switch. He clicks his tongue against the back of his teeth, smiling wide like he doesn’t have a care in the world “Yeah– that’s actually a good idea.”

Billy keeps his eyes on us as he starts walking backwards and just when I think he’s going to step back in the pool he spins on his heels and walks back towards the house.

Only when he’s disappeared into the house does Steve face me completely and sets his hands on my upper arms “Are you okay– he didn’t try anything did he?”

“I’m okay, really–”I reassure him, shrugging a little "He was making me uncomfortable but you came out here just at the right time” I reply, moving my eyes between his and seeing them looking a little red “Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine” he answers, shaking his head like it’s crazy for me to think he’s not as he drops his hands back down to his sides.

“Where’s Nance?” I ask and look back towards the house, Steve makes a noise and scratches behind his head “She had too much to drink and wasn’t feeling too hot– Jonathan is taking her home.”

“Jonathan?” I say, completely shocked and I furrow my brows with my confusion “But he’s my ride home.”

Steve nods, smiling softly at me “Don’t worry– I told him I would find you and take you home myself.”

I clear my face with that, jerking back ever so slightly “Oh, well I guess that works too– thank you.”

“Yeah” Steve says and shoves his hands in his pockets, looking down towards his feet and not saying anything else.

“Well I’m ready when you are” I say in the silence that follows and he huffs out a relieved breath, looking up at me “Oh thank god, let’s go.”

Steve holds his arm out for me to walk towards the house first and he sets his hand on my lower back as we make our way through the crowd inside.

Once we walk outside and get to his car he opens the passenger door for me, chuckling and nodding towards me “So, I didn’t hear earlier but what were you supposed to be?”

“A groupie” I reply without missing a beat and climb into the seat, hearing him snort and laugh loudly as he closes the door for me and walks around the front of the car to his driver’s side.

He climbs into his seat and closes the door, laughing once more as he points towards my Rush shirt “Well at least you have good taste to be a groupie for.”

I look over at him in my shock, which he notices and he clears his face “What?”

“Nothing– I’m just surprised you agree” I confess and he scoffs lightheartedly, stressing out slowly “Rush is awesome”

“Oh I’m aware they are– it’s just…” I trail off and he turns towards me a little more “Just...” he shakes his head softly “What?”

I don’t answer him right away, taking in a deep breath before I slowly breathe out my answer “You and me having things in common is still weird to find out, Harrington.” 

My words hang in the air for a few quiet moments while Steve moves his eyes between mine. He makes a noise and smiles brightly, for the first time since I’ve seen him tonight might I add, at the same time he looks out the front windshield “See I told you, Byers,”

“Told me what exactly?” I chuckle out at his reaction and he looks over at me quickly before starting the car up “I told you this friendship is going to work,” he winks at me and shoves the gear into drive “Now let’s get you home.”

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Posted: 11 July 2023

[rock-dove-radio]

Fun Fact I am affected by heavy synesthesia and decided to document a few silly things! When i read certain words / letters / numbers i see colors and taste things! As well as with listening to music i see visuals and taste things etc Feel free to ask questions i love answering!

Long post but basically i list brain associations so stuff under cut if you care to read

Anyway to the interesting stuff 😋😋

Color Flavors

🔴 - spicy and bitter with some sweetness. Makes my chest hurt

🟠 - Not sweet or sour it's like a uhh a snow cone

🟡 - frostingless sugar cookie

🟢 - butter

🔵 - steak

🟣 - those little mini cake things they have at weddings

⚫ - sweet and crunchy but has a dust residue like a handful sprinkles

⚪ - pineapple gummy bear

💗 - Walmart birthday cake

Colors / shapes i see when listening to artists

Lemon Demon - navy blue trapezoids and red triangles

Tally Hall - yellow circles and white diamonds

Will Wood - green squares and purple spiral circles (?)

Marina - pink bubbles and white sparkles

Lovejoy - light blue arrows facing downward

Penelope Scott - black semicircles

Mitski - slate colored trapezoids

TV Girl - gray rectangle

Weezer - green boing boing dog toy idk how to describe it

TMBG - orange semicircle really stretched

Oingo Boingo - green circles

Letter and Number Color Associations

A🔴 B🔵 C🟡 D🟢 E🟡 F🔴 G🟤 H🟤 I🔵 J🟣 K🟣 L🟣 M🟤 N🔵 O🔵 P🟣 Q⚫ R🔴 S🟡 T🟣 U🟣 V🔵 W🟣 X⚫ Y⚪ Z🔵 0⚪ 1🔵 2🟢 🟡 4🟡 5🔴 6🟢 7🔵 8⚫ 9🔴 10⚫

Day of the week Equations

10 x 0 = Sunday, 100 - 46 = Monday, 25 - 11 = Tuesday, 4 x 4 = Wednesday, 7 x 7 = Thursday, 5 x 5 is Friday, 10 x 5 = Saturday

Day of the Week Colors

Monday is Black Tuesday is dark blue Wednesday is dark green Thursday is dark purple Friday is yellow Saturday is lavender and Sunday is gray I don't make the rules

School Subject Colors

Math is red, Science is green, social studies is blue, literature / English is purple, art is also green

Number Flavors

0 - the chemicals you blow bubbles with when you accidentally get it in your mouth

1 - plain cracker you get in restaurant baskets

2 - gummy worm that's really old

3 - Doritos

4 - hamburger

5 - giant hot apple left in the sun 2 hours

6 - green apple

7 - steak fajita

8 - grape juice

9 - Hot Dog

10 - seat belt

Smells and Tastes regarding Music

Lemon Demon - lavender candle smell, taste like burger

Tally Hall - rusting Metal smell, taste like cold butter just taken out of the fridge

Will Wood - old church carpet smell, tastes like communion wine

Marina - tropical car refreshener smell, taste like putting a pen in your mouth

Lovejoy - smells like sea salt, tastes like sea salt chocolate

Penelope Scott - smells like rotting wood, tastes like Coca Cola

Mitski - smells like soap, tastes like Christmas cookies

TV Girl - smells like perfume drowning out body odor, tastes like ham sandwich that got ketchup on it

Weezer - smells like hamburger, taste like banana

TMBG - smells like antique store, taste like Olive Garden bread

Oingo Boingo - smells like barbecue, tastes like those big ass erasers people would poke with their pencils in elementary school

Misc

My Name - smells like vanilla perfume from bed bath and bodyworks, tastes like cheese pizza, is the color gold

Five Nights at Freddys - smells like cigarettes, tastes like burger (WHY DOES EVERYTHING TASTE/SMELL LIKE BURGER), is the color purple

Electric Dreams 1984 - smell like a city in Mississippi i went to 7 years ago, taste like red velvet cake, is the color hot pink

The number 999 tastes like watermelon

Pinterest app smells like nail polish and popcorn

Spotify taste like Gatorade

[m1ssed-m3ssages]

(Re-doing my intro bc things have changed and I need to work on being more active lol)

(I don't know the artist of this fanart, I'm sorry!!)

Hi, I'm Damien, I am a MINOR, as well as transmasc (he/they/it) and an OtherKin (werewolf). I have a lot of fandoms, but I'm fairly active in the BSD, PJSK, and Persona fandom :)

VVV More info/trivia below the cut!!! VVV

All my fandoms I can think of-

★Persona

★ black butler

★bungou stray dogs

★case study of vanitas

★danganronpa

★final fantasy (mainly 7, 15, and 16, but I'm trying to branch out!)

★jekyll and hyde

★the owl house

★ chainsaw man (I'm not very active in it though)

★Genshin impact

★Sonic

★Sally Face

★Death Note

★My Hero Academia

★ Poppy Playtime Chapter 4 (yes, ik, I'm cringe, but I am free)

★Doki Doki Literature club

★Ace Attorney

★prokect SEKAI (and vocaloid as a whole)

★little big planet

★ Five Nights At Freddys

★NANBAKA

★Junji Ito as a whole

★The Stranger By The Shore

★Stars Align

★YURI!!! On Ice

★Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

★ Sailor Moon

★SK8 the infinity

★Alice By Heart

★Assassination Classroom

★Resident evil

(there's def more but I can't think of them rn, sorry 😅)

music artists I like-

♪ Pierce the Veil (thank you star)

♪ Alex G.

♪ Will Stetson

♪ Will Wood

♪ Dazey And the Scouts

♪ The Rat Utopia Experiment

♪ Los Campensinos!

♪ Mindless Self Indulgence

♪ Insane Clown Posse (not a Juggalo, I just like a few of their songs)

♪ Wilt

♪ CryWank

♪ She9

♪ BIGBANG

♪ Lemon Demon

♪ Penelope Scott

(again, I probably missed a LOT)

random trivia-

Ω My favorite animal is rats, but I like other nontraditional cute animals like snakes or pigeons!!

Ω I enjoy K-pop, but I'm still fairly new to it, so if you have band suggestions just let me know and I'll add it to my followed artists on Spotify!!

Ω I'm an Ex-DSMP fan, but my special interest is in the psychology behind medias such as DanganRonpa, Persona, final fantasy, ect.

Ω I'm a actor and tech worker for my local community theatres! I have done every tech crew job under the sun including directing, stage managing, light directing, sound boarding, prop and set managing, and various other jobs like concessions, ushering, and curtain speech announcing!! I've been doing theatre for around 5+ years now :))

Ω I have a plethora of mental and physical disabilities, and I'm willing to answer questions on such things!!

Ω I LOVE questions, they are my bread and butter!!

Welp, here I am Tumblr, you could almost say... You'll never see it coming :)

(Alt ending; I go rolling down a pile of snow while sadly telling you to play persona 5)

[yandere-romanticaa]

Can I see your Spotify feed???? 🥺

Sure!! I like listening to instrumentals when I'm writing and scary stories are my bread and butter, I can never have enough.

[operationslipperypuppet]

3, 8, and 20 for your spotify wrapped songs!! and 9 for the ask game!!

exciting!

3. in a week - hozier ft. karen cowley (so long, we'd become the flowers / two corpses we were / two corpses i saw (eladrin playlist reasons))

8. no children - the mountain goats (in my life, i hope i lie / and tell everyone you were a good wife (truly a staple of my wrapped since probably 2019))

20. something in the orange - zach bryan ('cause if i say i miss you, i know that you won't (eladrin playlist reasons AND hardshine playlist reasons, i'm multifaceted. the dude does kinda suck though))

question 9. Favorite lyrics of your number 1 song

well. this is hard. either "time isn't an arrow, it's a dagger at your throat" or "frozen half to death you need a hot meal and your bed, you need a blanket and some rest, you need a toddy and some buttered bread" or "home is where the healing starts so come in from the dark and find the hearth" the song slaps

spotify wrapped ask game

[astarab1aze]

get to know me meme !

TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER !

1. favorite colors: purple, teal, really just the whole cool color spectrum (but still purple, mainly)

2. favorite flavors: sweet annnnnnd salty! spicy, too. i'm a very big fan of sweet drinks like boba and sweet tea, though i drink water almost exclusively these days, but gimme a potato chip dipped in chocolate, and gimme hot cheetos with lime--

3. favorite genres: horror, fantasy, romance, and smut are all my bread and butter (even if a suck booty at them (horror))

4. favorite music: i will listen to anything if it sounds good to me, specifically, but for the most part...according to my spotify, i'm into 'dark trap', every genre of metal ever, and indie -gestures-

5. favorite movies: uhhhhh just one? just a small handful? ububu too few-- i like lots of movies. spirited away, howl's moving castle, thankskilling, the labyrinth, lotr, mr deeds, big daddy, i have no taste--

6. favorite series: lotr, guardians of the flame, black jewels, jjk, mha, warrior's been good, warrior cats (look ok), kaguya-sama, classroom of the elite, dmc, star ocean, futurama, what we do in the shadows, true blood, shadowhunters, lots of stuff!

7. last song: hellslide by siiickbrain

8. last series: warrior. it's a netflix show but it's really good

9. last movie: i was just sobbing through my 98347593485th rewatch of howl's moving castle

10. currently reading: huehuehue. manhwa.

11. currently watching: true blood and wwdits - they feed my brain with the silly supernatural bs i need to run this blog--

12. currently working on: being normalTM

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[theowritesfiction]

How’s it going @theowritesfiction ?

I know you posted it a while ago, but I wanted to give a review for chapter 18 in Azula’s kitchen nightmares. I hope it is okay to use an ask as the medium for the review.

I’m sorry that I hadn’t given a review before now, I’ve been listening to a fan audio book of the Worm web serial on Spotify. What can I say? The Queen of escalation has captured my imagination. Today though, I only had one class at campus, so I had more time to get caught up to date for Azula’s kitchen nightmare. And I’ll be reading the other chapters promptly.

Now onto the review!

I really enjoyed this chapter. Jealous Katara who wants Azula all to herself is my bread and butter.

I also loved Azula just being flattered that Katara was stalking her and Katara being flabbergasted that she was cool with it all. The talk about Azula becoming part of the Northern lights family between Azula and Katara was sweet. June was absolutely right, Azula and Katara are “adorable”.

I also enjoyed Katara internally panicking when she realized that she was paying too much attention to Azula and none to June during the conversation.

Of course June then just throws Azula under the bus, that Azula thinks her co workers (Katara, Yue, and Suki) are the most sexy people she has worked with. Katara grinning at Azula and teasing her about it made laugh and smile myself.

Azula and Katara complimenting each others outfits and unabashedly eyefucking eachother made me grin.

Azula disappointment and Katara’s jealous reactions too June saying “anyway, maybe you two want to finish your drinks and we can get out of here” made me smirk. Those two are goners for each other already! My smirk only widened when June clarified that all three of them should leave together for June apartment, only for both Azula and Katara to turn into blushing messes.

And I laughed at June’s “their’s only so much of you two fucking with your eyes that I can take”. Ain’t that the truth. June got a first face impression of Azutara’s mural obsession with each other. From stalking, to being okay at being stalked (so long as it was Katara), to staring dreamily into each other’s eyes while they should include June in conversation. Not gonna lie, this line made my Azutara heart flutter.

The morning after the Daisy chain” was a fun read as well. June being guilty shocked at seeing Azula “so into someone, it’s disgustingly cute” was sweet. Katara just has that effect on Azula. If neither the OG show, nor the Netflix recreation weren’t cowards, Katara would have definitely seduced Azula to the good guys. But I digress,

Katara immediately denying the (obvious) truth and saying that June was “exaggerating” caused me to grab in unison with June in exasperation.

I burst out laughing (again) when June (knowingly) replied “I woke up in the middle of the night and it took me a moment to realize that you two were going for another round” and since neither thought to wake June for it, I have to concur that Azula and Katara are “both seriously into each other”. Azula and Katara thrusting for another and secretly going for “another round” kind of lends credence to my belief that Azula and Katara mostly focused on each other (mutual obsession and all that) during their “encounter” with June. Though the two would have made sure that June had nothing to complain about. Azula and Katara are both gentlewomen after all.

Azula and Katara being bitter and “sounding stiff” when agreeing to heel things professional and just “being friends” is making me roll my eyes. Ladies the two of you are obviously ready falling for each other! So just cut out the middle man (Ozai), screw each other’s brains out (again), and get together.

Of course, we wouldn’t have your awesome fic @theowritesfiction , if it was that easy. And half the satisfaction of seeing Azutara finally start avoiding the idiot stick and getting together, is the journey there! (With all its ups and downs!)

These lines made me laugh out loud too

“It was… defined some next level fun, compared to I’m used to” -Azula (which is either a hilarious commentary on Katara’s skills in the bedroom, or the lacking showing from Azula’s “usual hookups”, or both!)

“Katara didn’t exactly regret the act itself because it had been the best sex she’d ever had” -Katara (both Azula and Katara giving glowing reports about the other gorgeous women’s (who they are totally not falling for[sarcasm]) bedroom abilities… just admit your feelings girls!)

“As good as sex with Azula had been (also June was there too, Katara supposed), Katara still intended to apologize to Yue and Suki” (This was funny. Azula and Katara really are obsessed with each other. To the exclusion of everyone else (sans Suki and Yue of course). And I love that for them. Let’s go Steam(y) Queens!)

I’ve got a feeling that it’s going to take a while for all the idiots (affectionate) to figure it and get together. Particularly for Azula and Katara. And I am here for it!!

I loved chapter 18, and can’t wait for the next update. Well done @theowritesfiction !!!

On to the next chapters!

Hey, no worries, I’m always happy for reviews, doesn’t matter when 😉 And sure, using ask is totally fine!

I have heard about this Worm web series before – I read a brief synopsis of it somewhere, but I’ll be honest, while some parts seemed like something I would really enjoy, I could tell that some aspects would annoy me too much. 🤣

This chapter was a little different because it was almost pure Azutara throughout, and I haven’t had any chapters with such heavy emphasis on them. There are always spicy moments between them, but this was a really big escalation, and I hoped that Azutara diehards would love it. Seems I wasn’t wrong about that. 😊

Yue and Suki will remain in the picture for a good while longer, even if we all know that Azula and Katara are the endgame. But hey, it means more jealous Katara, so hopefully that’s fine. 😊

You’re exactly right that Azula and Katara made sure that June had no grounds to complain about the threesome. 😉

Azula and Katara falling for each other is just the first step to them actually being together. We wouldn’t want to make things TOO easy for them, would we? Pining is part of the fun, too!

Lol Azula and Katara both giving each other glowing reports and high scores 😉 I didn’t intend that to be a diss on their previous partners. Especially in Azula’s case, it’s probably that for maybe the first time she was with someone who she has genuine feelings for, and that adds a lot.

Tiny spoiler, but I am currently working on a chapter that is a big next step in Azula’s relationship with Katara, but also Yue and Suki. 😉 Unfortunately, it’s going to be slightly delayed because of the live action remake distractions, but it’s still coming along nicely and you’ll see it soon!

Anyway, thank you so much for this review, and I’m glad you’re excited to read more! 😊