#ahh i still quote this part

[mad-hunts]

as far as jack could tell, jervis was really out of it; and it made him wonder it was due to something that had happened while he was out with his father, or when they'd gotten here. perhaps both. jack gnawed on his bottom lip, his eyes darting to jervis's hands, which were flexing like he was struggling with something. an eyebrow rose as jack contemplated asking whether he needed some pain medication.

since he didn't receive an answer to his question yet, jack figured he might as well introduce himself. ❝ uhh, well, you don't have to talk to me if you aren't feeling up to it. my sister told me that you fainted in front of her out there — so, i understand if you're still feeling sick. my name is jack, ❞ he scratched at the back of his neck as he continued to observe jervis. whenever the man tried to get up, jack approached him and was about to caution jervis that maybe he shouldn't by lightly touching his shoulder.

but he remembered matilda telling him something about the other really not liking to be touched, so he merely was going to verbally tell him. up until jervis laid back down himself, anyhow. jack couldn't hold himself back from frowning at his poor present state before venturing out of the room with a 'i'll be right back.' and indeed he had been, with two different vials, alongside a few syringes to inject into that IV bag: should jervis want to be medicated. jack figured it'd be easier to just do that rather than forcing him to swallow anything.

he placed those also on the table before tilting his head at the quote jervis had said until it clicked a few seconds later, ❝ that's a quote from through the looking glass, isn't it? and one that the red queen said in the story if i remember correctly. she was basically teaching alice that staying in the same place is falling behind, right? ❞ jack squinted his eyes at that before a thought came to mind. a soft snort left him, but one that was done of an innocent sort of amusement rather than malice. ❝ that is a kind of roundabout way of talking about survival of the fittest. but hey, lewis carroll was all about the whimsy of things, i guess. and its no big deal. ❞

jack pretended not to see the tears that the other shed for jervis's own sake. the blood on his lips was something he couldn't ignore, no matter how hard he tried, though. jack grabbed a washcloth from his pack and held it out towards's jervis's hand. once it was out of his hand was when jack set down that teacup, the slightly too long stripped pants he wore swaying across the ground. ❝ mm, you and dad were both asleep for nearly four hours. sure — i don't think that's silly at all. i keep something on me all the time from when my brother, julien, was still around. ❞ the bracelet he showed the other on his right wrist then seemed to be made up entirely of tiny conch shells.

julien was a big fan of the sea, which jack thought made his death all the more crushing. after seeing the state that the stuffed animal was in, he figured that that bunny must've been really loved; though it didn't really matter by whom it was. the end result was the same, as love changes you. jack knew this well as he'd never wanted anything more than to be embraced by the warmth of it.

he quickly shook that thought off, only to grab the two vials he got from the fridge once more. ❝ eh... the four hours actually went by rather fast. ❞ jack cleared his throat then, ❝ you know, i couldn't help but notice that you aren't looking so hot still, and so i grabbed some meds for you. but i won't force you to take them. i have a pain reliever as well as something that relieves vertigo. are either, or both of these, something you want? ❞

Eigengrau.

A faint hum buzzed in his ears; his mouth was so dry it felt like he’d swallowed a wad of wool.

The thin sheet beneath him brushed his fingertips as Jervis flexed his hands, cracking his eyes open a sliver. The room tilted, everything blurring at the edges. Ah… so he had fainted. Just as he’d suspected. No glasses, then.

"Hey. Ahh, you're awake… That's awesome. How are you feeling?"

The new voice was barely a whisper, young and uncertain—belonging to a boy, maybe sixteen or eighteen by the timber. Was this another of Barton's assistants, a friend of Matilda’s, or perhaps her brother? Jervis couldn’t quite remember; hadn't Barton mentioned something about having more than one child?

He winced, his body feeling heavy, leaden; aching everywhere. Slowly, he exhaled and tried to push himself upright—tried being the keyword. The effort brought only a wave of vertigo, dizzying and blue-hot, making his vision swim.

… ohh, god…

He swallowed thickly, curling into himself. Something wasn’t right. His glasses and gloves weren’t the only thing missing. He was in his socks, jeans, and a now damp charcoal t-shirt, his body slick with cold sweat. His graying auburn curls clung to his neck in tangled ropes. His boots were beside the cot, his messenger bag on a desk across the room. His overcoat and maroon button-down were draped over a chair.

A flicker of discomfort in his right arm. Burning. Tugging.

Jervis glanced down at the source: a plastic tube. A peripheral IV catheter.

"Ah, you know... 'It takes all the running you can do, to stay in the same place,'" he muttered, his voice clipped and hollow; Bermudian accent casual, almost detached. He turned his eyes to the boy; offered him a faint, strained smile. "Keeps things interesting, I suppose... but I appreciate your concern, lad."

He lifted his fingers to his cheek, feeling the moisture trickle down—salt on his lips. Tears, sharp and stinging. Jervis flinched and quickly scrubbed them away with the heels of his hands.

Cold metal pressed into his spine, tight around his neck—the chain with his and Sylvie’s wedding rings twisted against his skin. He must’ve been thrashing in his sleep. There was blood on his lips.

"Forgive me…" His vision swam as he watched the boy set a teacup on the small table beside the cot, just within view. "But I'm afraid I've rather lost my sense of time. How long has it been since I…?" He paused, his voice barely steady. "... if... if you don’t mind, could you please reach into my coat pocket? You'll find a small cuddly toy. A rabbit..." He rubbed his mouth, lowered his eyes. "It sounds foolish, I know... but it... it was my daughter's, you see..."

The boy nodded, moving quickly to retrieve the toy from Jervis’ coat pocket, and placed it on the table beside the teacup. The bunny was missing one of its button eyes, its white fur faded and matted. A pink satin ribbon around its neck was frayed and tattered.

“Thank you,” Jervis said hoarsely. “I must have been out of it for quite a while.”

[luxthestrange]

TOKREV Incorrect quotes#62 Still-

Femme!Y/n: I've only said I love you to three people. my brother, My Pet, and Draken when he got stabbed and was dying from the injury. I only regret one of those...

Mikey: which one?

Femme!Y/n: Draken, he recovered like 2 days later so I just looked like an idiot

Draken*Is feeding his newborn,frowing*we're married

Femme!Y/n: still.

Part 5 of:

[incorrectbatfam]

Batfam at the dentist HCs/incorrect quotes, please?? 🤲 I have a big surgery coming up and I'm terrified

Dick: What's up, doc?

Leslie: What are you doing?

Dick: Daffy Duck. I'm thinking of a new career as a voice actor.

Leslie: Okay but can you not do it with a mouthful of sharp objects?

———————

Cass: *brings a punch card and a knocked-out tooth*

Leslie, sighing: Here we go again.

Leslie: *stamps the card*

Leslie: Your next one is free.

———————

Leslie: *in the middle of the checkup*

Steph, getting up: Hang on, my Uber Eats is here.

Leslie: You ordered takeout to a dental appointment?

Steph: Efficiency.

———————

Leslie: You have a helmet. How did you still break your tooth?

Jason: *flashback to throwing his helmet at Dick, missing, and it bouncing back*

Jason: Enough with the questions, okay?

———————

Leslie: Ever consider braces?

Kate: I don't want any part of me to be straight.

———————

Leslie: Oh, you're early! Just check in with the receptionist and take a seat until I call you.

Bette: *goes up to the receptionist*

Bette: Checking in for Bette Kane.

The receptionist: Sorry, I don't have you down here.

Bette: Maybe try my full name? Mary Elizabeth Kane?

The receptionist: Still don't see you.

Bette: I should have an appointment for 2:00 today.

The receptionist: *typing*

The receptionist: I see you now. The doctor's right, you are early. Your appointment is tomorrow.

———————

Selina: *using cat claws as a toothpick*

Leslie: This might be an issue.

———————

Leslie: Say "ahh."

Tim: *screams*

———————

Leslie: You're bleeding because you don't floss.

Harper, who came in after a mission: ...

———————

Leslie: —but I cannot stress this enough, it's important to wear a mouthguard for all contact sports. And some non-contact sports. And training. And patrol. And walking through Gotham. And whenever you're around the Waynes. Actually, I'm just gonna give you the box. Take your time. Pick whatever colors you want. If you need me, I'm gonna be in my office questioning my life choices.

Luke:

Luke: ...I just asked how her day was.

———————

Bruce: Are you sure there's no tooth fairy? Because the Justice League has state-of-the-art tracking system that can locate them. I really think we can form a contract to expand social programs for children.

Leslie: Just shut up and let me do my job.

———————

Leslie: Everything's looking good except for a few minor spots.

Barbara: Yeah, well, call me when they invent stainless coffee.

———————

Leslie: I recommend removing your wisdom teeth.

Alfred: But that's where I keep my wisdom.

———————

Leslie: I see you still have one last baby tooth. It should've come out by now.

Damian: Father said to keep it in.

Leslie: Why?

Damian: He wants me to stay a baby.

———————

Leslie: Cullen, you're next.

Cullen: *climbing out the skylight*

Leslie: Wow.

Leslie: That's actually impressive for a non-vigilante.

———————

Leslie: Hey, Helena. I thought you were off duty this week. How'd you knock a molar loose?

[earlier]

Students: *fighting in the hall*

Helena: Break it up! All of you go to the office! And delete that video!

[present]

Helena: I need a raise.

———————

Carrie: I don't get it. I brush twice a day AND floss. How do I still have cavities?

Leslie: What do you brush with?

Carrie: Toothpaste, obviously.

Leslie: And what do you floss with?

Carrie:

Leslie: Carrie...

Carrie: The British call it candy floss for a reason, don't they?

———————

Leslie: Well done today, Duke. Have a sticker.

Duke: Why are they all the Justice League?

Leslie: Funding comes with a catch.

Duke:

Duke: *picks the Flash*

[your-local-baguette]

Giving the blue lock boys a massage p.2 ...♡

Part 1

Warnings: may be a little explicit, minor spoilers for the neo egoist league, mainly fluff, not proofread!

Alexis Ness

In his mind, the feeling of your hand massaging the pain away was a dream. If only he knew it would come true. He eyes were tightly closed as he felt your weight on his thighs while you massaged the back of his shoulder. Feeling your thumbs press into his weak spot, a barely audible whine escaped his lips, a blush crept on his face as he hugged the pillow his head was resting on. He had taken his shirt off to make your job easier, revealing his back. His muscle were pretty visible, resulting in you teasing him every so often. He could fall asleep to the feeling of your hands on his back, a light hum could be heard when he felt your knuckles press on the sore muscles. "Gosh.., should've told me earlier you could do this" you smirked at his words, leaning close to his ear "enjoying yourself ?" His face reddened at your teasing, but it deepened when your hands caressed his back only to go back up to the base of his neck. A satisfied sight escaped his lips "i'm going to fall asleep at this rate" your knuckles rolled at the base of his neck "you can, if you want to...sweetheart~" he looked at you through his curly bangs"you can't talk to me with that tone and expect me not to react.." alexis said with a low voice. But in a swift move, it you under him, trapped between his arms. You caressed his cheek, leaning in to give him a gentle kiss. He happily kissed back, when you both parted he gave you a small smile"cuddle night?" You nodded with a gentle smile of you own.

Nagi seishiro

This big baby would straight up fall asleep on you, although he's much heavier and taller but, not like you minded. But he'd fall asleep to your gentle touch, on his shoulders to his bicep, nagi quote; the pain is such a hassle

You sighted and installed him between your legs, softly pressing into his biceps to ease the pain and also to stop hearing his complaining. The feeling of your hands Almost sets him off into a deep slumber. I feel likes he loves it just because it's an excuse not to go to his training. Sometimes you'd massage his wrists, feeling him tense pretty much everywhere from his shoulders to the tip of his fingers. Nagi muscle were well built, sometimes giving you a hard time when he clenched them in his sleep. But when he woke up he was always grateful although his tired expression. This boy loves you more than anything, he'd probably let you do anything to him. If he was awake when you massaged him, he'd probably hum a lot, but yea, he's not really difficult.

"i love when press your thumbs in my shoulders, the pain is such a hassle" your boyfriend said with a slight pout in his voice. You'd chuckled at his complaining, it made you happy to take care of him, he was also very sweet.

Bachira meguru

"you would massage me ?!" He jumped on top of you, a huge smile attached to his face. He hugged you tight, moving you around because of how happy he was "well, where does it hurt?" You asked him"everywhere!" He said, honestly he probably wasn't in much pain, sometimes being dramatic but you'd play along. When he finally settled down, telling you to massage his back, accompanied with a pretty please. He'd be humming a song while you'd be sitting on his side since he wouldn't stop moving his legs around. He'd look st you with a smile, enjoying himself when he felt your knuckles roll over his sore muscles and your palms pressing in his back. "Ahh~, you're very good at this y/n" nyou looked at him with a smile " thank you meguru" his cheeks reddened at the sound of his first name. A few hums here and there but with his energy it was sometimes hard to keep him still. Although, not even 15 minutes in, he was fast asleep. He mumbled some stuff in his sleep but he stopped moving around, allowing you to massage him with more focus. When you felt his muscles had enough stimulate, you would trace some random stuff on his back, such has i love you, darling or even drawings.

If only you knew he woke up mid-way through your tracing, he smiled to himself. Enjoying the soft ticklish feelings of your fingers on his back.

Isagi yoichi

"what? No really i'm fine and i'm sure you've got some more important things to do-"

...

"mhmm!~ gosh you really know the s-spots~"

He was almost moaning under your touch, feeling your palms pressing deeply in his upper back, his brows furrowed upwards and lips parted slightly. Oh how he loved every second of this "you can press harder than that" isagi said, completely at your mercy, you pressed harder, a slight whine escaping his lips, he was a sucker for your touch and hell this was awesome. He turned his head to the side, eyeing your focused expression, "geez what did your team master do ?" Isagi looked at you through his wet bangs that was sticking to his face, his eyes half opened, giving gim a quite attractive look. Even more than he usually was "just trained really hard today, just a little lower- r-right there!" He had a mix of a tired and pleased expression, he let out a sight of relief." This is really good, like really good" he said with a chuckle. You smiled at his praise, pressing your thumbs in his skin, causing a slight reaction out of him"mhmm!~" he smiled at you"now you're just teasing!" You snickered and looked right in his eyes "i don't know what you're talking about" he laughed along with you, he started leaning more into the pillow, fully closing his eyes, relaxing his body even more, if that was possible. Letting you handle his back pain, he had a smile attached to his lips.

...

Considering it had been an hour, now you were getting kinda tired, you lated next to him, he opened an eye to look at you, his gaze was lovesick. He turned to lay on his back, inviting you to sleep on his bare chest...

I think you guys can see the favoritism lol!

Anyway, the vote was pretty tight, but hope you enjoyed. I'm a Ness and Isagi enjoyer lol. Anyway, hope that fed your hunger for these bllk boys. I might start taking request for blue lock again. But i'm not gonna rush to dry out all my motivation for this.

Love you guys!

[tlgtw]

Bits and pieces of the still incredibly written backstory of Elden Ring continue to poke out from the dogwater, as it were.

St. Trina, as we learn, was a specific aspect of Miquella that was made separate: In Miquella's words, St Trina was the embodiment of his 'love.' And when he abandoned St Trina, he abandoned that aspect of himself that made her.

This newly introduced example reveals to us what the nature of Radagon's exactly was, in turn.

Radagon, the 'other half' of Marika in the exact same way that St Trina had been for Miquella, we learn here, had *himself* been a specific singular aspect of Marika's emotions or feelings.

With St Trina having been made out of Miquella's 'love.'

You wonder, too, what Radagon should have been made from.

What aspect of herself did Marika separate into her second person, as called by her the "Loyal Dog of the Golden Order"? We know Radagon was created prior to the creation of the Golden Order itself, since he was involved in the invasion of Liurnia.

So at the same time as Marika was married to Godfrey, begetting Godwyn and Mogh and Morgott. Radagon was married to Renalla, begetting Rykard and Radahn and raising the potential successor of Marika--the Empyrean Ranni. He was given a massive amount of responsibility, the seeming crux of the Liurnian-Leyndell alliance that ended the Liurnian Wars that Marika's empire was losing, and he by every account was completely dedicated and successful; even weakening the strength of the Carian royal family by reducing their practicing of astrology.

All yet, when push came to shove: After Godwyn was assassinated and Marika sought to destroy the Elden Ring. It was Radagon who dropped everything he had and stepped in to stop her.

"Proudly" as his Golden Order Greatsword says,

Radagon divorced his first wife, married his 'original self,' begettedthe Twin Prodigies Miquella and Malenia as two more potential successors to Queen Marika, set up the brutal inquisition and censorship of the Age of Radagon headed by his own son Rykard, and was even involved with the very the development of Golden Order fundamentalism!

Radagon did so much fucking stuff! He was so damn proactive! So what exactly must he have been!?

That Marika initially separated from herself? And who went on to try and stop her very own plans when they turned against the wishes of the Greater Will??

This conflicting 'half' of her original person! That nonetheless was all this strongly willed on his own!?

What part of Marika COULD Radagon have originally been!?!?!?

And it's awesome. It's really really well-designed writing.

Frankly, even, it's genius. It's not anything revolutionary in terms of narrative devices or anything like that, but it's really elegant. It's really meaningful and concise, and it's really cool!!!

A lot of Elden Ring's base game is, or now maybe--was. (It having been the basis of my entire show on YouTube.)

But the actual story, instead of solely the backstory, of the DLC, unfortunately, is not!

You ever seen a boss item whose entire description was literally entirely the game just fucking QUOTING ITSELF?

Hyetta at Frenzied Flame Proscription: "Become their lord. Take their torment, despair. Their affliction. Every sin, every curse. And melt it all away. As the Lord of Chaos."

Ghost outside Church of Inhibition in Liurnia: "Ahh, Lord Vyke, it seems that you were no lord, after all."

Midras's Flame of Frenzy, from killing Midras, Lord of Frenzied Flame:

Or! Better yet, ANOTHER boss spell, whose entire description is dedicated to literally just acknowledging its fucking colour!!

Land of Shadows, from killing the Scadutree Avatar:

I definitely sure wish I still hadn't!!

In fact, I don't think the level of vacuousness from Shadow of the Erdtree's descriptions has ever been seen before!

Not even in Dark Souls 3!!

AUGH

[heavenlytouches]

Charles Xavier- NSFW! alphabet

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GN reader

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TW-seggsual themes! MDNI!

Charles Xavier NSFW! alphabet for my thirsty souls <3

Young! Professor X

(Charles Xavier- SFW alphabet)

Charles Xavier

a = aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Charles would gently clean you up, moving you to lay on top of him, his slender fingers brushing your hair

He would be grinning like crazy, happy in love

He would make sure you're not hurt and you're ready to sleep, lulling you in his arms

"Jesus fucking Christ, you look so lovely.." (The Last King Of Scottland quote by James aaaaaaaaaa)

b = body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Charles loves his eyes and his slender fingers

Just the way he can make your legs shake with only his fingers makes him hard in an instant

About his eyes, I mean cmon, who doesn't like his eyes

On your body he loves literally everything but mostly small details only he can notice- birthmarks, small freckles, faint childhood scars or stretch marks- he's drunk in love

"You.. you are my private constellation~"

c = cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to cum on your thighs, loving the way he can paint your soft flesh in white glaze

If you'r giving him head and you swallow, man would be in 7th skies

Charles doesn't like to make too much mess so thighs or mouth, if you like it, he likes it even more

"So perfect..and only mine..oh darling."

d = dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Of course this dude uses his powers, sometmes simply denying your orgasm, making you hold on a little longer

He would eat you out, his tongue flat on your body, your legs shaking

Charles would look at you, not breaking eye contact, his fingers against his temple, whispering sweet orders

"Shhh just a little longer baby, can yo do it for me huh?"

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Charles had 1 or 2 partners before, too busy with college so he's not that experienced

He knows what he's doing thanks to his powers

Man can easily slip in your mind and discover your deep fantasies

"I know you like it, come on, let me hear you sweete."

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

I feel like he would be a cowgirl or reverse cowgirl dude

This or doggy when he feels more dominant

Charles would love to just lie back and look at you on top of him, your expressions, your body and you in general, all your beauty shining

"A-ahh my love, yes, that's- fuck, that's amazing"

g = goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Charles would be serious most of the time but a joke or two never killed anybody

He loves your smile and your laugh so be sure he would slip something, not just his cock

His jokes are cheesy and romantic, he can't help it

"Gosh I love your smile hon.."

h = hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He's shaved, almost clean shaved

Charles takes care of his looks, wanting the best for you

His happy trail is light brown, ligther than his hair but gosh he's delicious

He doesn't really care about yours, if you like it clean shaven and shave- that's cool, if you just trim it- that's cool too

"Take a pic babe, it will last longer hm?"

i = intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's all out, candles, roses, music, whatever you say

His lover deserves the best and Charles is here to deliver

He always makes sure you're fully relaxed, he wants you to enjoy as much as he does

"I thought you might like these~"

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon) Charles is still young but he doesn't necessarily jack off

I feel like he would rather ask you for help, liking your warm touch more than his hand

He would do it only if you were not in the mood and he needed release or if you were far away

Charles would find it too childish to do it that way

"Please...can you uh- help me with this?"

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

Charles has praise kink. dot to dot.

Call him sweet nicknames and he's melting in your arms, moaning softly

He uses nicknames too, no matter if you're making love or not

His whimpering voice in your ear, slightly above a whisper is enough to make you come undone

"Yes sweetie, that's great, keep-a-aah"

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

Charles is a sucker for bedrooms, classic but practical

I feel like he would also be down for showers or bathtubs, warm water swaying your bodies as he's gently puming in you, kissing your body and holding you close

Sometimes he would even decorate baths with sweet smelling bubbles and rose petals to make it more romantic

"I got you angel, I got you-"

m = motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He's a romantic man, not a sexual monster but

BUT

If you kiss his sweet spot on his neck or on his abdomen, he's already closing his eyes, his breath trapped in his toned chest

"What are you do- ohh, that's good~"

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never hurt you

Any kind of pain kinks, blood kink or so- nuh uh, red flag for him

Charles is a romance maniac and he wants the best for his partner

I feel like he'd be so scared for you he wouldn't even give it a try, shily changing the subject, holding you close instead

"I could never...darling why are you asking me that...?"

o = oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Charles likes both, giving and receiving

He's skilled, you get him love drunk as he's kissing you and hungrily licking, his soft blue eyes never leaving yours

His chest heaving, lips rosy and his eyes full of desire

If you'd go down on Charles, he would reassure you that you really don't have to if you don't want to

When you'd finally take his length into your mouth his hand would instantly clasp on his mouth, unholy sounds spilling from a man above you, his ocean eyes pressed shut, blush creeping on his freckled cheeks

"You taste so good dear, so so good."

p = pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He would slowly sink in your warmth, allowing you to get used to his length

Charles would gently guide his hips in you, his moves almost hypnotic

Maybe slow and all but he would hit all your weak spots, making you roll your eyes in pleasure

"You are so tight sweetie.. you will make me bust"

q = quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He could do quickies but only for your pleasure

I feel like Charles needs more of you to cum, he needs to feel you fully pressed on his body

Like I said, he wouldn't have nothing against it but only for his partner

"Come, quickly hon, we don't have a lot of time-"

r = risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

The only risk he'd take would be your shared college dorm, not caring about other students

He would take you like it's your own bedroom, moaning and whimpering with you, your bodies connecting

If you get caught- he can always delete their memory

"Shhh shh if they hear us we'll have problems..I think-?"

s = stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for a few rounds, normally 2 or even 3

Charles is not 100% always capable to go multiple rounds, giving you everything he can

He would last for some time, always allowing you to cum first satisfied

"I just can't get enough of you haha."

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn't own any but if you do- he's not judgy

If you'd like to try some of them together, he would try it, even if it's only one-time try

Charles would tell you what he likes and what not, letting you explore more with him

"Oh love- what you got there?"

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

He would looove to tease you, with his actions and touches but more with his words

Man is a walking teasing machine

He would always find a way to at least fluster you, knowing his way with words

Pressing his fingers on his temple, sweetly saying

"That dress is amazing sweetie, but why don't you take it off?"

v = volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Charles is all about moaning and whimpering

He's not ashamed of letting you know how good you make him feel

If you're in his dorm or perhaps a shower he would try to be quiet, placing a hand over his lips

That was until you said how beautiul he sounds

He just stopped shushing himself, he lets it all out

"A-aaah yes, oh my.. I-I love you so mmm-much"

w = wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I feel like he's a boob/chest guy

Small, big, light, dark- he didn't care, he loves your chest

Charles would always place his hand on your chest, gently making small circles on your soft flesh

When going down on you he would pay special attention to them, kissing between your chest before going down, even sucking a small piece of your skin , leaving small purple flowers behind

"So so soft... they're great love"

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Charles would be a little above average, longer

He wouldn't be as girthy but he's long for sure, golden like the rest of his body besides his head, soft pink and gleaming with precum

Maybe not the thickest but he would know how to use his member

"What's wrong hun? Kitty got your tongue?"

y = yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Like I said, he's more of a romantic, not a sex animal

His sex drive is normal for a young man like he is, he would tell you teasingly or just show you he's in mood

Of course, if you're not in a mood he would NEVER make you do something you don't want to

"What about just relaxing and cuddles? Hm? Sounds great, doesn't it?"

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Since Charles doesn't need sleep, he would just hold you until you both calm down

He would make sure you're alright, clean you up and most likely put on a movie so you could relax

If you'd fall asleep, he would hold you on his body, his heart beating steadily- thinking how could he get so lucky with you

"Sleep dear, rest. You need it shh."

Phewww, this is a long onen. This was cutesy filth; I hope you enjoyed it, hungry lovelies! I write for multy fandoms, just ask and remember, requests are always welcome!

I love you guys so much

El <3

(all images were made by: El via canva & paint)

[eisforeidolon]

Question: I have two questions, one for Jensen, and one for both of you.

Jared: Okay. So no Jared question? That's fine.

Jensen: Nope.

Question: First for Jensen, I need to know the story behind this picture, please? [both walk over to look, Jensen mutters something like 'Oh, God']

Jensen: I honestly don't know the story behind that picture. I don't know A) what I'm doing, I'm like sitting in a cast chair and I'm just like pulling my shirt up [mimes the pose]. And I don't -

Jared: If you got it, flaunt it.

Jensen: I don't. Uh, I don't know, I don't know what I would have - I don't even know who took that photo. Or how it got out, but - or why. This is - um.

Jared: I think, I think, here's why -

Jensen: I might have been getting mic'd?

Jared: Yeah, probably.

Jensen: Cause they, when they wire us, when they put the microphones on us, they tape it [tapping center of his chest] to your chest - I mean, there's a few ways they can do it, sometimes they'll wire the jacket, sometimes they'll put it, if you're wearing a tie, they'll put it in the knot of the tie. If you've got a sharp eye, sometimes you can see 'em. But most of the time they'll just tape it to your chest and then the wire kind of goes [gestures down his chest and around to his back] around [points downward] sometimes it goes to an ankle pack, sometimes it clips onto the back of your belt. Anyway. I was probably just going like, [gestures as if pulling up his shirt] okay, wire me. And the person who wires has to put up with that kind of - the shenanigans that we do when we're like [does the fake laugh thing, and shakes back and forth].

Jared: Also, in fairness, I think that was like season one or two? And so twenty years ago, we didn't realize, we were slow, we were not the generation where everything you do lasts forever? And so it's like [fake laugh, pops hip, makes fart noise] Ahh, I'm farting, and it exists twenty fucking years later, so. Naivety on both of our parts, I think.

Jensen: So I don't know if that answers your question, but that's the best I can come up with, so. What was the other question that he might help with anyway?

Question: Both of you, do you feel any pressure from the fans to show that you're still close friends? When you search on Google 'Jensen and Jared' there is the first question that pops there is 'Are they still friends?'. And whatever happens between you two, people just watching, waiting, like are you still close or not -

Jared: So I think, so -

Question: You have this pressure to show that you're still close -

Jensen: It's exhausting.

Jared: [grabs his shoulder] Wow.

Jensen: I'm so glad you brought this up. [turns to Jared] I am, I am exhausted pretending to be your friend -

Jared: That's actually my, that's actually my question that I put into the Google search. I'm like -

Jensen: [cracks up] I haven't heard from him in weeks!

Jared: I haven't heard from Jensen in two days [mimics typing] are they still friends? Does he still like me, circle yes or no? [Jensen cracks up more] I don't feel - I'll speak for myself - I don't feel any pressure to [finger quotes] prove that I'm friends with Jensen or my br- or anybody, you know what I mean? Like, life - we have lives, and we live in different states and, like, if I see him every day for a month, great! If I don't see him for seven months, great! Like if he's good or needs something, or I need something - but yeah, I do find that question funny. And I think it's also, I think it's like, from, was it French Mistake, or? It was like, episode, yeah I did see something online where they're like, 'oh, they're talking'. It's French Mistake.

Jensen: Oh! Yeah yeah yeah.

Jared: And then it became a thing, where they were like -

Jensen: Oh, is that real? Do [they?] not like each other? Yeah.

Jared: We also fucking - I have an alpaca! [Jensen cracks up again] Like, no one hinged on that, like does Jared really have a picture of himself in Warhol style and his wife and a tanning bed and an alpaca at his house? Like no, I don't.

Jensen: You're not far off, though. [laughs]

Jared: Close, close. Got one out of four.

Jensen: Yeah, no. I think there's also - [points at Jared] you kind of touched on it a little bit. You know, I think anybody who can just see us together whether we're onstage or whether we're back stage? Can tell that there's a, you know, legit love for each other. And always will be. Whether - like he said - whether we see each other every day for six weeks or whether we go six weeks without seeing each other. Or without even, like, checking in. Which, we usually text back and forth and stuff, just, you know, about hey, what d'you think - what're you doing with this, or hey I need to ask you a question -

Jared: We have a Wordle text thread.

Jensen: [they talk over each other here, so this next is approximate] Yeah, we Wordle each other every day. Um, so, that would be pretty, again, pretty exhausting to keep that [finger quotes] facade up, if it was a facade and it's not.

[wildestdreamsblog]

I reaaaally love your blog and writing. You deserve all the followers and attention!! Yandere is so difficult to make accessible because it has so much potential to be negatively triggering instead of….like….arousing…ly? The whole fear to….haappy chemicals…I don’t know the science 🥹 but you do it perfectly.I am always amazed and in love with what you write❤️❤️❤️

For your follower event, if you arent too full alreadddy. Thinking “You were only supposed to be a temporary psychologist where a member was confined “ with Hoseok or Seokjin?

I had a dream like that recently and I can’t get it out. I would love to see your rendition 🙏

Happy Easter, I hope you enjoy the chocolates and bunnies ❤️

My Sunshine

Pairing: Patient!Jung Hoseok x Psychologist!Reader

Warnings: Soft Yandere, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Manipulative behavior, Violence, Slight sexual themes, If you’re not 18+ please, PLEASE, do not interact. Be mindful of the warnings. Let me know if I miss anything.

A/N: ahhhhh yes, our love for twisted love! Tysm for loving my works! Belated Happy Easter hehe this was late but tysm for celebrating with me.

3000 celebration

He kept on smiling.

Had you met him under differences circumstances, you were certain that the thought of him being a danger to the society wouldn’t cross your mind. You were sure that under different circumstances, you and him would be friends. He had that specific aura in him, as though he was the sun that brought light to the world. He looked as though anyone could mess up and he wouldn’t have it in him to be angry. Not only did he look kind, but he was one of the most good looking men you had ever laid eyes on. His prominent jaw and his heart-shaped lips were only some of the attributes that stood out. His eyes were crinkling as he continued smiling at you.

Jung Hoseok looked like the kindest person you would ever meet.

Except that he did send twelve people to the hospital. The worst part of it all was that he was seen to be laughing as he beat up the men. He was said to be having the time of his life as he bathe on their blood.

He was happy.

Just like now.

You cleared your throat and crossed your legs, your notepad resting on your thighs as you tried to calm your nerves. Hoesok looked like he was not affected by any of this, as though he was not mandated by court to be evaluated psychologically. He was too calm as though he wasn’t currently confined in a mental institution because, and he quoted, he was a menace to the society.

Yet there he was, sitting on the couch in front of you with his hands resting on his lap- an image of a good, patient student.

“You look nervous, Doctor. Please, don’t be,” he broke the silence with his comforting voice, his eyes shining with genuine worry over your state. “I don’t bite.”

Oh, but he did bite that one guy. But not you, though. He decided you looked like a good person. The psychologist that came before you was on mental health leave. He stated that Hoseok’s case was stressing him out, that he was beyond saving and so they temporarily sent the new doctor in. For the life of him, he didn’t know why he was the cause of that doctor’s stress when all he did was smile at him.

Maybe he should stop smiling? Ahh, but he was just so happy, he thought.

“How are you, Hoseok?” You finally asked, looking up from his files to the man himself who was still…smiling so unnervingly.

He tilted his head in what someone could described as adorable. “The food is bland, doc. I think I’m losing weight since they sent me here two months ago,” he replied with a shudder, remembering the tasteless meals they made him eat. He even volunteered to replace the cook and they only looked at him with fear in their eyes. He was being serious, though.

You stood up without a second thought, going straight to your bag to grab your packed lunch. You were walking to him when you paused, suddenly thinking of the warnings they told you.

Don’t get too close, they said.

Don’t get fooled by his innocent face, they said.

He’s dangerous, they said.

He’s obsessive, they said.

In hindsight though, you should have listened to them. But then you kept on walking and placed your food container on the coffee table in front of him. He was watching you curiously, that smile was still ever so present on his face. He watched you hesitate before looking at him, your hand holding your own utensils.

“I won’t hurt you,” Hoseok claimed with a nod. He knew you what you were thinking. He wasn’t a bad man, he would never hurt you.

You blinked owlishly when he caught on what you were thinking before slowly placing the utensils in his large hand. “I’m choosing to trust you, Hoseok.”

A bad decision, really.

That day, he finished the food for the first time since he was institutionalized. You were good at cooking, and he found himself looking forward to his visits. He found himself hating when the clock strikes one hour. He hated when he had to leave.

The first few visits, he would only smile at you and would evade your questions with his silence. And so, you started talking about your day, your family, your work- anything to fill the silence for an hour. Jung Hoseok merely listened. You did it for another two visits until he started chiming in, asking you follow-up questions with such genuine curiosity. It was during the fifth visit when he started sharing about his childhood, about how he had a loving mom and a younger sister…about how they both perished because of some stupid break-in that happened when he wasn’t there to protect them.

He was sixteen.

You told him it wasn’t his fault, that he had no control over what happened before. You told him that he shouldn’t blame himself.

He grinned at you and told you that yes, he didn’t have control before. But now, he had all the control and power. “I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to my family again.”

You frowned at his words before looking down at the file you had already gone through several times. Did you miss the information about his family? You were certain he had none. He was said to be merely existing with no known ties. Or had all of you been fooled?

“You’re cute when you’re confused,” he observed as he leaned in, his chin resting delicately on his hand. “Your face is so expressive. You’re like a…sunshine.”

Your eyes widened from his unexpected compliment, and you couldn’t help but feel you cheeks warming up. “And I like how sunshine makes me feel,” he trailed off before smiling even brighter at you.

Brushing off the confusing feelings he evoked from you, you looked at the peculiar man, in front of you before straightening your back. “It says on the file that you no longer have living relatives.”

“I’m referring to the future family I’ll surely have, sunshine,” he divulged dreamily as though having a family of his own was promised to him.

That day was the first time you saw the swirling darkness and insanity in his eyes.

You didn’t look up when he entered the room for his visit this time, your eyes focused on your laptop to keep your emotion in check. You heard the nurse removing his straight jacket before leaving the room.

Hoseok observed you from the distance he hated, your head bowed on the device when he heard it. You sniffed, your eyes looked swollen.

Were you crying?

Hoseok felt his hand turned into a fist, his smile faltering slightly. He badly wanted to come to you if not for the device enclasping his ankle. He detested that thing- how it could control him, how it could stop him from going to you.

Additionally, he wondered why he cared…or why he didn’t care that he was falling for you.

“Who do I have to hurt, sunshine?” He inquired with a reassuring smile that did anything but reassured you. You haltered your movement before slowly sitting down in front or him.

“I didn’t bring you food today. I’m sorry-“

He waved his hand at you, his focus not on the delicious meals you always brought him. His main focus was on who he had to hurt for hurting you. “Why are you crying, sunshine?”

You swallowed the rising tightness in your throat, tears desperately wanting to fall. “I’m not-“

“Tsk. We don’t lie here, sunshine. You made me promise not to lie to you. Shouldn’t you, too?”

“I just-“ you took a deep breath to calm yourself before looking at anywhere but him. “I just had an awful week, Hoseok. It’s just a lot. My other clients aren’t exactly as…kind as you are. I have a lot of responsibilities on top of my grandmother’s hospital bills-“ you cut yourself off before you could even rant longer. You dared to raise your eyes to his, only to find him listening intently. The twisted gears in his mind turning as he processed what you were saying. “I-I’m sorry. You’re my patient. I shouldn’t have-“ you trailed off before clearing your throat. “That was unprofessional of me. You have your own problems and you didn’t need to hear mine.”

He regarded you for a moment with silence that wasn’t welcomed, a tad bit too long before he beamed at you once again. “Would you like to hear about my past, sunshine?”

“Of course,” you answered, hiding your excitement. You barely scratched the surface with him, only letting you know what he wanted you to know. And besides, his old psychiatrist would come back soon. After all, his court hearing was fast approaching.

He smiled eagerly at you before tapping the space next to him. He saw you hesitated. Hoseok hated that. Oh what he would give to see you come willingly to him, he thought. Ah, it would come. He was sure.

“It’s a secret, sunshine,” he added as though it would convinced you. “You need to come near me so I can whisper it to you,” he reasoned out with a pout, his eyes twinkling with mischief. You were safe with him. He promised himself never to hurt you when he accepted that he was falling for you. He watched you with enthusiasm and when you finally sat next to him, he felt the happiest. He turned to you before thoughtlessly holding your soft hand in his larger one. Your heart beat faster. You never expected his hand to be warm and strong. He was confusing you. Jung Hoseok was messing with your emotions. They did warn you, but you had always been a stubborn girl since you were young. You were about to pull it away from him when he spoke.

“My father was the leader of an…organization,” he began, his eyes focused on the way your hand was smaller than his. He loved how the size difference made him feel. He loved… “It was his enemies who murdered my family.”

You stopped pulling your hand away from him. He was finally sharing. He was finally letting you in his dark and bloody past. “Where is your father, Hoseok?”

He chuckled as if you asked him a funny question. He was now nuzzling your hand, rubbing it so gently against his cheek.

You didn’t have to know who was his first kill.

You didn’t have to know it was his own flesh and blood.

“He’s dead, sunshine. Not that I care,” he mused before planting small kisses on the back your hand, his hold tightening when he felt you about to pull away. “He was an abusive person who hurt my mother. That’s not love, right?” He asked you before turning his head to you. He was close…so close that you could clearly see the color of his eyes, could clearly count the little freckles on his face. He was so close that you could feel the heat coming from him.

Hoseok smiled at you before lifting his hand and caressing your cheek with the back of his hand. He was watching his hand touched your skin as though he was enchanted by it. He smiled, still smiling when the conversation was as heavy as this way. “You don’t hurt the people you love. Because if you did, that’s simply not love.”

You went home that day with your thoughts scrambled by what he revealed. You weren’t aware that he was that powerful, that his family was one of the richest and most powerful family in the country. You weren’t aware of how dangerous he really was.

But you were now as you looked at the email from the hospital stating that your bill and any succeeding treatments were all taken care of by none other than the Jung Group of Companies.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you said for the fifth time today, your patience running thin from how stubborn he was. You were sitting in front of him despite his insistence that you sat next to him. He missed you. Thrice a week visitation was starting to not be enough for him. He worried for you constantly.

Did you eat?

Did you come home safe?

Did any other fuckers looked at you?

Did they?

Did they try to get your attention?

Did someone try to touch you?

Did they?

See, he worried. And it was for that reason that he had someone following you for your protection, and well…his sanity.

“Come sit with me, my sunshine,” he smiled at you as he patted not the sit beside him, but his lap this time. Your eyes widened at what he wanted. You weren’t a fool, you noticed him becoming touchy with you. You noticed him starting to be possessive of you. You were shaking your head before walking further away from him.

He hated seeing you walked away from him. He tilted his head to the side before giving you what he knew you couldn’t resist. “My sunshine,” he called you in a sing-song voice, smiling so sweetly at you it made you sick. “If you come to me now, I’ll tell you about why I beat those boys. And wouldn’t that make your job easier?”

He could see the fight in your eyes, could see you wondering whether you should trust him. In his opinion, you should trust him. He only wanted what was best for you, and well…he was the best for you. He watched you make your decision, and at the end, your sense of self-preservation lost the fight. He was triumphant as he held you in his arms, his hand caressing your waist.

God, he loved you.

“You see…those men,” he whispered from behind you, his lips touching your neck as he spoke and you couldn’t help but feel goosebumps from the way he touched you. “They were the one who murdered my family.

You stiffened from what he said…and from his lips that were peppering open-mouthed kisses on your neck. His hold on you was tight, his other hand caressing your smooth thigh. “And if you do a bad thing, shouldn’t there be consequences? You know…I waited too long for justice to come. I was patient, until I wasn’t. They weren’t atoning for their sins, sunshine. They keep on hurting innocent people. And I stopped them,” he whispered hotly in your ear, his finger so close to your core. Fuck, were you just as twisted as he was? How could you be attracted to him? To this?

Your core clenched when he traced your slit on top of your underwear. He chuckled when he felt how wet you were. He couldn’t wait to marry you. He couldn’t wait for the beautiful family that the two of you would create.

“That way, they could no longer hurt anyone. Am I not the good guy here?”

You could see it clearly now. Jung Hoseok had a distorted concept on what was right and wrong. He saw everything as black and white, his foundation was that he was good to those who were kind, yet he was even worse to those who were bad.

He enjoyed delivering his twisted justice.

“And if I’m the good guy, don’t I deserve the happily, ever after?” He whispered. You turned to look at him, his pupils blown wide evidencing his lust. He smiled at you before leaning in and kissing you so softly you thought it was your imagination. “I think I do, my sunshine. I think I deserve you.”

A knock woke you up from the twisted and hypnotic words from Hoseok. Your hour was done. You stood up hastily, fixing your skirt and blouse before facing him. Fuck, what had you done?

“I-I think…I think you need another doctor. This is our last meeting,” you stammered at the calm Jung Hoseok. He was sitting on the couch with his legs spread apart, his eyes focused on you. For the first time since you met him, he lost his smile. He looked dangerous. He was dangerous.

You should have listened to them.

Next week was his final hearing, and he already knew what would happen. He wasn’t a Jung for nothing. If you thought you would leave him that easy, you were in for a treat. He would be with you after his hearing. It would all be done. You would finally be in his arms each night. And it was that thought that calmed him down.

He only smirked, “See you next week…my sunshine.”

[thathorriblebitch]

AN ANIMATIC!!!!

GORE WARNING FOR A FEW FRAMES!

ALSO SPOILERSSS

(tumblr may have killed quality srry)

Notes under cut

AHH THIS TOOK SOOOOOO LONGGGG

I haven't posted any comments or notes or fanart in a while so here's the whole shebang, enjoy my mad rantings @uhohbestie

So starting from chapter 21 when grian died, oh my goddd

I was convinced that Scar would die first and grian would give in to his suicidal thoughs from when he was on the sand cliff

Then after scar and grian make it out of a horde infested store alive. The worst happens

"He'd grown complacent, and now scar was suffering for the consequences of it."

A quote that sadly summarizes a large percentage of the fic

Thennn

"He knows the blood seeping from his shoulder hasn't come from a gunshot."

"I love you, scar"

"'I love you,' he adds, and it feels so easy to say now that he wonders why he ever struggled with it before."

Owwwwww

It's oddly poetic how in his effort to help and aid scar he had to leave him behind. I took his own death for him to admit to him faults, for him to help scar, for him to say he loves scar, and it feels like I'm supposed to forgive grian, BUT HE STILL HASNT APOLOGIZED! he barely acknowledged his cheating.

It's very purposeful that I drew him dying in the desert instead of the woods.

I do wonder if the trio could every stumble upon him while they explore ghost towns

Next chapter

22 FUCKING SCHLAT?! I understand that this schlat is not even all that close to the one I know and love from dsmp! Era, but still. Schlat?!?! I have never watched his day z streams nor another zombie content from any dsmp people (mainly ref Tommy's and Charlie's vids) so I have no clue who Aubry, Mosin man, Paul, or any other people from that reference so to me they end up coming off as oocs but they have clear intentions and I love how they give scar his turn to use his salesman voice. Anywayyy

Next chapters up to 26

I enjoy the vibes of schlat joking with scar's pc ass

They fit in the weirdest way and I still get thrown off seeing schlat on my tumblr feed from the chapter banners

The sudden kidnapping was fun and I can't wait for scar to randomly start using his legs and firearm skills to kill 3 guys then feel guilty asf just cause "Oh God I killed unzombie people oh noooo"

Anyway in general, I love how this fic is turning out and feel my heart shatter for scar every update and fear for my life when I see lock n key post anything regarding the plot

And my favorite part of this fic?

TEMPORARY CHARACTER DEATH

TEMPORARY!!!!

much love, thb

[dragonworshippersblog]

I saw a post on tumblr that said rhaenyra's usurpation was her own fault and was also the cause of no woman taking the throne and it is literally the stupidest, most nonsensical thing a person could write. At aegon’s name day in episode three lady Redwyne said to rhaenyra “your dear uncle is the great mind behind this war [..] since you supplanted him as heir” implying that if the heir had remained daemon, a man known for his violence and impulsiveness, the kingdom would not have gone to war. So she is assuming that even such a man is better than a female heir for the kingdom. Later on in the same episode otto said to alicent “it wouldn't matter if she were Jaehaerys himself born again, rhaenyra is a woman” and in this time rhaenyra did nothing of the action she is been blamed in the attempt of justify her usurpation. So in both of these situations, people think that a male born should step over rhaenyra even if daemon proved himself unfit to the throne and aegon is still a child.

When aegon grow up the people who support his claim on the throne did not do it because they were genuinely convinced that he will be a better king than rhaenyra (this part is similar in the book and in the show, aegon is a men who spend his day drinking and visiting brothel so he never gave the chance to anyone to think he is going to be a good ruler) but they support him because he is a male. These are a couple of quote from fire and blood said by lord borros and jasper wylde:

He had nothing against women, Lord Borros went on; he loved his girls, a daughter is a precious commodity... but a son, ahh, should the gods ever wish to grant him one of his own blood, storm’s end would pass to him, not to his sisters. "Why should it be any different for the Iron Throne?"

otto was executed and after him was Iron Rod, who continued to insist to the last that, according to the law, the king's son must nevertheless come before his daughter.

Could rhaenyra have made better choices in her path? Certainly. Would she have been preserved from usurpation? Absolutely not because the war was based solely on sex, not choices. Rhaenyra could have followed her duties and been a good princess but the war would still have taken place because she is a woman. She is not the reason why after the dance no one named a daughter as heir/no queen took the throne, but the reason for this is that no king would have taken responsibility for such a choice in the presence of a living male heir knowing how bloody and ruthless the dance of the dragon was (when there wasn't a male heir, a female can took the throne, as cersei did on got)

[mamadarama]

Off topic from previous ask but you ever look at how ridiculour Madara's stats are? You telling me this guy is born and he's just physically gifted strong? Tall? Buff? Okay whatever... Next you know he can play multiple instruments and it's the least you expect of him. Him playing a cello??? Violin??? Okay he can't get any more ridiculous right— he's fluent in multiple languages, English only being one of them. You're telling me this guy likely knows my mother tongue because our language is just somewhat up there in the list of languages japanese people learn. You're telling me he'll take me anywhere and boom he goes "yeah I speak the local language I can read this Chinese menu for you. Italian? Piece of cake. Norwegian? Ahh a little hard but (speaks fluently)". And then you learn about his multiple seacraft and aircraft licenses like my man can drive a MILITARY HELICOPTER?.??????? A BOAT???? YOU'RE 20 WHEN DID YOU HAVE THE TIME TO DO THIS???? (Then again I haven't been able to access his older stories so there might be a mention where he was just taught to as a kid of the Yakuza whatever. And you remember this man, out of all things, is an IDOL. He's a solo one too and a fairly decent one at that, enough to hate being compared to because he's skilled. HOW DOES HE HAVE THE TIME FOR THIS. YOU'RE NOT EVEN 20. Okay he might be barely 20 now BUT STILL.??? HE'S RIDICULOUS. DONT GET ME STARTED ON BEING A SUCCESSOR OF ONE OF THE 5 ECCENTRICS REI MOTHERFUCKING SAKUMA... He's... An explosive...

- Madara yume anon 🍀

OK SO HERES THE THING WITH THAT. obviously hes a swiss army knife of a man, jack of all trades, etc that much is clear. but its fully his choice to be this way. some stuff is coincidental of course, like his body type is just like that (although he does still work out) and some of his skills he learned as a necessity of being kanatas caretaker/bodyguard (martial arts probably, smuggling magazines for kanata to read), and traveling alone as much as he does, being fluent in multiple languages is not optional. but then theres stuff like operating heavy machinery.... and fighting with weapons... and basically everything else. why would he need any of that? well thing is, he hates himself. his self worth is entirely reliant on his ability to be useful to other people .

when you have a long term relationship with someone, especially if it spans a part of both your childhoods, you grow into each other like a skin graft. if one person is cut away from the other because theyre unable to be there for some reason, the place they occupied will eventually heal over.... and when they come back, there will no longer be a place for them. theyre replaced by new skin, or something like that. like, when madara was exiled and forced away from kanata, he eventually met chiaki, who filled every role madara used to fill (including the one in his family— i believe chiaki and madaras mother are on good terms but dont quote me on that i dont remember where i got it from) and when he managed to get back to japan, he was superfluous, which is a fate worse than death to him. so he learns how to do anything and everything, hoping that at some point one of his skills will be useful to someone and hell have a reason to live again.

tldr; madara knows how to do so much on purpose because the more things he can do, the more opportunities there are for being able to help people. and the more obscure skills he knows, the more irreplaceable he becomes, safeguarding him from becoming unneeded in his friends lives despite his constant absence .

as for the successor thing we still dont really know what rei means by that, cuz according to ritsu madara has been coming over their house for "successor business" for years, even before the war (i think) so it very well could have absolutely nothing to do with idol stuff . maybe its just an excuse to have crazy gay sex idk lol

[xxxninjaxxx23]

A girl and her crush!

Part 1

Tara x Ethan

In the quiet town of Woodsboro California, 18 year old Tara Carpenter is at home cooking a big meal after hearing that Sam, her older sibling is coming over for a visit. It’s been about 5 years since Sam left for college in Modesto. It took a while but she managed to get a bachelors degree in law firm. She now works as a lawyer and a “damn good one too” as Tara quotes it.

The little sibling herself is almost about to finish high school and her father Stu Macher couldn’t be more proud. Ah yes, ever since her mother Christina Carpenter died of cirrhosis (a result to the past drinking) Stu made it his mission to raise his only daughter and her half sibling. The word “half” shocked the young sister when Stu told her that Sam’s father is his former best friend Billy Loomis.

From the stories she heard from her dad and Sam, Billy was an awful parent. He was always high on drugs or messing around in clubs rather than help take care of his own family and when he was home, he always lashed out at Christina over small things like someone taking the last orange or something not being cleaned.

Sam was no exception and has too suffered Billy’s wrath to where Christina would use makeup to cover up Sam’s bruises. Eventually Billy left the family and never came back. Stu used to check up on them every now and then, even berated Billy for beating his own family. He once got into a deadly fight with the said friend but despite Stu being taller and more fit, Billy’s strength tripled with drugs in his system and sometimes it took even Christina’s help to stop him.

Nevertheless, Stu and Christina kept each other company. One thing led to another and eventually Tara was born.

Tara didn’t realize how much she zoned on until she heard the smoke alarm go off “Ahh! Oh no, no!” Tara quickly turned off the oven and took out the garlic bread. It was a bit overcooked and looked very crunchy.

Stu ran into the kitchen “Tara What was that? Are you overcooking the food again?” He said with a sly smile. Tara giggled, her dad has always been a goofball always up for fun and jokes. “Um the garlic bread might be a little crunchy. But at least the pasta is ok.”

Stu smiled “Look at you already cooking meals by the age of 18.” He stared off into the window “If only your mother could have seen you now.” Tara nodded. She knew Stu was still grieving along with her as well. Christina wasn’t as bad as Billy was if you take away the bottles.

‘It’s actually Billy’s fault that mom started drinking heavily, eventually leading to her death’ Tara thought.

Then the pair hear the doorbell ring. Stu picks up the spoon and seasons the pasta “There’s your sister! I’ll take it from here sweetie, why don’t you show the guests to their table?” Tara nodded “Sure thing Mr chef.” She said before heading to the front door.

Tara opens the door where she’s greeted by Sam and a tall man with a beard. “Sam!!” Tara said hugging her as Sam hugged back. “Tara!! It’s been so long.” She takes another look at Tara. “My gosh. Look how much you’ve grown.”

The bearded man speaks up “Grown as in more mature right?” Tara shot a glare at him “Ha,ha. I may be small but I can still bite if I need to.” She said making a bite gesture at him.

Sam lightly slaps his shoulder “Richie!” Then turning over to Tara “O-K before this gets awkward. Tara this is Richie, my boyfriend. Richie this is my sister, Tara”

“Pleased to meet you “little” sister.” Tara got mad again but shook his hand a little rough “If you call me little or short one more time, I’ll tear your arm off.” Richie smiled “Well we don’t want that to happen now do we?”

Tara led the couple to the table as dinner was just about ready “I’ll go get the plates, don’t get too comfortable at dinner you two.” Tara said laughing as Sam tossed a napkin ball at her.

Tara gathered the plates with the food ready to go as Stu turned off the stove. “Um dad…we kinda need one more plate.” Stu hung up his kiss the cook apron “Oh? Did Sam invite a friend over.” Tara had to stop herself from laughing “Y-yeah a friend…I guess you could say that.”

Stu was confused for a minute but took another plate out and filled it, handing the dish to Tara. The sibling brought out the plates to the couple who shared a kiss “Um. Mr bearded man, you might not want to do that while my dad is here. Richie looked a little nervous but Sam held his hand.

“It’s ok sweetie. Our dad is nice one you get to know him.”

Tara smirked “Really? Because I saw him go wide eyed when you brought up having a “boyfriend” years ago. “Tara!” She shrugged “What? It’s true…Oop here he comes.”

Tara quickly takes her seat as Stu brought out the last two plates for him and Tara. He sets them down as his eye caught a man sitting at the table next to Sam “So you must be the “friend” Tara was talking about.”

Tara covered her mouth, snickering. Sam looked down for a minute then back up to her father. “Dad this is Richie….m-my boyfriend.”

Stu almost went wide eyed but kept a calm expression as he walked up and introduced himself to Richie which he did the same “it’s a pleasure to meet you sir” he said. Tara shook her head at Richie like saying “Good luck man, your gonna need it.”

As the family eats the well made dinner Tara prepared, Stu asks everyone what their future plans are, mostly Richie. “Well sir. I do like movies and writing in my free time. Im hoping to be a movie writer one day.”

Stu nodded “I’m a movie guy myself but writing one has always been a challenge for me.”

Tara looked over at Sam and Richie “Well dad I think these two can help you with that and make your dream come true.” Sam shook her head and nudged her boyfriend “Nope that’s all him. I’m just here to make sure he doesn’t get roped into a lawsuit or save him from one.”

Stu clapped his hands as he turned over to Tara “what about you sweetie? You going to follow in your sister’s footsteps or mine?” Tara smiled “Neither. I’m going to study to be an actress. It’s always been my thing ever since I was a kid.”

“I think I remember you begging me to buy you a stage.” Stu said, laughing “You wouldn’t let up so Sam and I had to make one out of cardboard.

After that, you asked me to be the cameraman while Sam was your co-Star on stage.”

Sam grinned “I still remember that all too well.” Then the family continued to talk to one another while finishing off their food.

(Later) “Sam you can take the guest room.” Stu said as he went to wash off the dishes. Richie was about to join Sam in the room but was pulled back by Tara. “What gives?” He said. Tara raised a brow and gestured over to her father in the kitchen. “Ohhh right, right.”

Tara called from the kitchen “Dad. I think Richie wants to stay the night is that’s ok?”

“Sure. Just make sure you get a blanket and pillow for him. You know where we keep them.” While Tara went to get a blanket and pillow for Richie, Sam went to the kitchen to chat with her step dad some more.

“So you got a new boyfriend huh?” Stu said as he was putting the clean dishes on the drying rack. Sam nodded as she put the drying towel away “Yes I do but….please don’t scare him away dad.”

“I won’t pumpkin. Your an adult now free to make your own decisions. I’ll have to respect them but you know I only want what’s best for you and Tara.” He looked out the window

“God knows I wouldn’t want you girls to end up in your mothers position because of….him.”

Sam didn’t say anything except hugging Stu from behind, letting tears fall from her eyes.

Afterwards, the family turns in for the night. Richie takes the couch much to Tara’s dismay as she wanted to play video games in the living room.

(The next morning)

Tara woke up later than her family as expected but she finds the guest room and couch empty. She heads into the kitchen to find Stu cooking breakfast “Hey dad, did Sam and Richie leave?” Stu shook his head. “Oh no they are just heading out to get groceries, they’ll be back shortly.”

Tara nodded as she decided to play video games in the living room as it was the weekend yet again. She invited Mindy and Chad game to play back 4 blood with her.

They all got excited to play another round and try to get further in the game. As they started up the game, Tara got lost in her thoughts.

The last week and chapter of her school life is drawing to a close and Tara was sweating bullets. She has yet to decide on what university to go to and if she would get accepted in.

‘Stop it Tara! You’re worrying too much about the future. I mean yes my career relies on me getting into the right school and making it in the big city.

“Damit! Noo. We were so close” Mindy said. Chad then spoke up “Tara? You still there.” Which the small girl snapped out of her thoughts and answered back.

“Sorry guys. I-I just need a moment. I’ll be right back”

Tara sets her headset down and does a quick skim through the photos on her phone. She smiled by how many pictures she took when hanging out with her friends. But her heart sank when it was her and a certain bleached haired boy she knew all too well. Tara also asked herself why she still kept them.

Seeing those pictures of him on her phone caused Tara to bury her face in her hands and sob. (though the mic was still on)

She still remembers that text and the girl with him all too well.

To be continued

[justarandomsimp77]

Invader Zim Quotes Off The Top Of My Head!

"Filthy earth monkey!"

"I am not going to eat that-" "WAAA WAAA WAAA WAAAHHH-" "ENOUGH! I will TRY some already!"

"Arm control nerve?" "Yes." "In my.. belly...?"

"What's the matter? Scared of BEANSSS SPACE BOY?"

"But I'm your son!"

"The earth is saved!" *Goofy ahh laugh*

"Gir, self destruct." "FINALLY HEHEH"

"Put me down now Zim."

"Everyone look he's an alien!"

"He is kinda weird." "Yeah. And he is sitting..."

"heyyy." "Your noises are bad!"

"YOU'RE AFTER MY ROBOT BEE!!!"

"Leprechaun cat nooo-"

"Why is there bacon in the soap!?" "I made it myself!"

"duh to have more room for the tuna."

"Shut up Dib."

"DIBBB! DO YOU STILL HAVE THAT HAM I GAVE YOU???"

"Zim." "What?" "Zim." "What?" "Zim!" "Huh?" "ZIM!" "Oh! That's very nice of you!"

"I think there is something wrong with the class pet..."

"He has no ears! Is that part of your SKIN CONDITION Zim????" ".... Yes..."

"You are ugly when you lie Dib!" "I'm not lying!" "Then why are you ugly!?"

That's all :D

[cevansbrat0007]

The Green Light: Teaser

Summary: Teaser. Andy is over the moon when you finally get the green light to be intimate again after the birth of your babies. But how do you explain to him that you're not quite comfortable with your post-pregnancy body just yet?

Warnings: Smut, Husband Andy Barber, Daddy Kink, Insecure Reader, Post-Pregnancy Body, Discussions of Intimacy, Cursing, Minors DNI

A/N: Full story coming soon! Prompt courtesy of an anonymous reader. Part of my ongoing Growing Pains Series. Warnings subject to change. All mistakes are my own. Please let me know your thoughts!

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You wait to check your phone until after your appointment is over and you're safely back in your car.

2 Missed Calls - Andy Bear

3 New Texts - Andy Bear

Andy Bear: Hey, baby girl. How’d the appointment go? Did we get the all clear?

Andy Bear: Can you answer your phone, please? I want to hear your sweet voice when you tell me the good news.

Andy Bear: C'mon! You’ve got me dancing on pins and needles right now. Call me. 

You shake your head and then dial your man. He answers on the second ring. 

“There you are, sweetness! I was starting to get worried there for a moment.” The genuine concern in his voice has you playfully rolling your eyes. 

“Relax, Andy. Sometimes these appointments can take a while. It doesn’t mean anything is wrong, Dr. Wilson is just being thorough.” You check your appearance in the rearview mirror, noting that the bags under your eyes seem to look better than they have in days. “That’s part of the reason he’s been my OBGYN for so long, because he’s good at what he does.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. He’s great.” You know he's not being dismissive on purpose, it’s just that he’s chomping at the bit to hear one key piece of information. “How’s your little body? Did we get the green light?”

Ahh, and there it was. Sometimes Andrew Barber was like a dog with a fucking bone. And only your husband would refer to your body as being “little” when you were still walking around sporting maternity wear.  

“I’ve been cleared for all physical activity. Which means I can finally start working out again and –”

“Fuck, yeah we did!” He cheers into the receiver, loud enough to make you wince. “Alright, baby girl, that settles it. BiBi and KitCat are going to my sister’s for a sleepover and the twins will stay at grandma’s. Meanwhile, I’m gonna leave the office early to pick us up some dinner. How about we celebrate with some surf and turf?”

“Oh my god, Andrew! We are not leaving our two newborns at your mother’s house for the night. That’s too much!”

“What if she already said yes?” You have no doubt that your unrepentant husband is smiling hard enough to crack a tooth right about now. 

“You didn’t.” Your head drops to the steering wheel with a light thunk. 

“Oh, I did.” The sound of an eager chuckle spills across the other line. “Ma and Bill are happy to keep Rory and Junior. She said you left them with enough formula and diapers to get ‘em through and that she, and I quote, would be positively heartbroken if you deprived her of time with her precious new grandchildren.”  

“Andy…I don’t know…” As tempting as the thought of a night of uninterrupted slumber was, you were on the fence about being away from your precious babies for that long. 

RoRo needed to be rocked to sleep, while A.J. needed you to pat his little tush and bounce him just so. And they both needed approximately 1,375 kisses every five minutes, otherwise they got fussy. 

“You must really want a good night’s sleep, huh, Big Man?”

“Baby, when I get my hands on you, I promise that sleeping will be the last thing on both of our minds. Now, I’ve gotta run. But I’ll see you home around 4:00pm.”

“Andy…” 

How did you tell your husband that you weren’t really feeling your post-pregnancy body right now? You’d even taken to changing in the bathroom lately. Thankfully he hadn’t seemed to notice that increasingly bad habit of yours…

At least not yet. But it was only a matter of time.

“Hush, sweetness. You just let Daddy take care of everything, okay? I’ve been dreaming of this day for almost two months now, and I plan to take my time loving all over every inch of your delectable body. And what’s more, you’re going to let me.” You can practically feel your nipples pebbling beneath the fabric of your shirt. 

God, how did he always manage to sound so sexy when he was telling you what to do? Handsome ass buttface!

“I’ve gotta head into this meeting, but in the meantime, get some rest. You’re gonna need it.”

“Yeah, okay, sure.” You respond with a resigned sigh. “I…I guess I’ll see you when you get home then.”

“Damn right. Can’t wait to lose myself between those luscious thighs.” Andy rasps with a slightly roughened edge to his tone. “It’s been way too long since I’ve had a taste…” 

Oh good God…and it had been way too long since you had to deal with beard burn. At this point, you’d almost forgotten about what it felt like.

“Bye, Andy Bear.”

"Goodbye, little love.”

END TEASER

[miiukkaa]

How do you replicate the Rise style so well?? And animate so well??? Do you have any animation tips???

OOH POG POG, OKAY SO!! (also thank you ahh!!)

replicating a style

i feel the need to first point out that no one should do this to quote unquote steal someone's artstyle. being able to emulate a specific style is a good trick to learn for jobs in which you have to do just that (animation, comics etc.) i personally love being as canon compliant when it comes to fanart so i go crazy:

studying the source material! in general with drawing, you think you know what something looks like but when you draw it out, it may look weird and off!! this is when you're gonna want to hoard a lot of screenshots from the source material to study/draw over/redraw based on them. as you're drawing, you may realize that "WOW okay so i didn't know that part was so angled and sharp, i thought it was a near perfect circle!" (me when i first drew mikey's head fr).

repetition!! don't avoid drawing simply because you're thinking you're not good enough yet. art is something you get good at with trial and error so you'll only ever get better if you draw, draw and draw!!!! not only do you learn more with each drawing, you'll also get more comfortable with the overall process :)

(gonna throw in a mystery number three which is not really tied to replicating styles BUT!!! doing anatomy studies is a good way to improve your solid drawing skills fast!!! im linking my pinterest folder that i use for anatomy studies every now and then below the line to help anyone get started!)

animation tips

i'm like, 90% self-taught so i may not know the correct terminology for everything... but you're definitely going to want to study the 12 principles of animation!! there are a LOT of youtube videos available on this particular subject!! once you have gone through each principle, you may want to try and do little animation practices with these in mind!

i think ROTTMNT really kickstarted my personal learning curve as i'm just SO ridiculously eager to learn anything and everything i possibly can, i mean i have never in my life been so excited to just learn! i heavily recommend following the rottmnt animators' online profiles and go through their galleries/portfolios to study their work! it's all so amazing...

tldr, STUDY the source material and REPEATEDLY draw/animate and take active notes on what you could improve on, still. you got this!!! >:]

some links that other people have kindly compiled with lotsa references/tutorials and tips. i recommend eyeballing through them and checking out anything that interests you! :]

[silvershiningtarot]

🥶😱🤗How Will Your FS Be Like In A Relationship With You & As Your Husband? 🤭🫣

🫣take a moment to think about the piles you choose. It’s four piles and I got my pictures on Pinterest but don’t worry about the pics. Remember this is a General Reading! Take what resonates and what doesn’t. This reading is about how your FS would be like in a relationship with you and marriage

Pile 1: Wow, I can see that when your FS is with you in this relationship. They'll end a lot of friendships. I don't believe that it's going to be your fault. Not at all. I do believe honestly it's your FS friend's fault. I think some of their friends will accept that their friendship is over. I got a feeling that in my stomach this one particular friend will be the hardest to let go. This is a friend who will expose your FS about all their secrets, adventure, and things they never told anyone before but only that friend. So in my opinion, the second quote on quote “friend” needs to be immediately cut off. I got a bad feeling about this so-called friend of theirs. Your FS will finally see how much of a piece of shit this friend is. While your FS is with you, they'll have so much clarity about everything that they weren't aware of before. Their perspective will be changed. They'll be new versions of their selves. You rebirth them. Ahhh!! I was fucking right! Manipulative Male! This friend is a fucking gaslighter. Your FS has a big heart. See! Intuition omg 😱 they'll start to believe and know what is going on around them. They'll be spiritually awakened throughout this relationship with you. It's like you activated them. They noticed every pattern. While they are with you, they are continuously still daydreaming about you. Like when you are away at work or they are at work 🏢. They'll constantly think about you. Fantasy you, and living in a dream world with you. It's like you are their dream come true. Oh, MY GOD!! I feel that they would want a threesome. I would honestly think they would ask for your permission❤️. They got so much respect for you💋. I can see that they admire you so much. Why would they wanna fuck this relationship with you? I can honestly, feel their emotions. How deeply they'll be in love with you. Your FS feels that you make them happy. You're the best thing that ever happens to them. So Exotic Encounter, you guys will roleplay. I feel that they are a freak. They'll take you out to a restaurant, make dinner for you and make your day special for you. They'll do anything for you. I fucking anything. This is a boyfriend. Ahhh!! I am gagging 🌟🌟❤️🥹. They'll still be making corny jokes. Just to make you smile. I can see that in this relationship they'll be incredible boyfriend to you. But that doesn't mean they don't have their flaws. Trust me! They do. I was right again!!! They are head over heels for you. Crazy for you, dreaming about you and love at first sight. Every time they look at you, their heart beats fast. Every single day they wanna impress you. No matter what. AHH!! I am screaming 🙀 Their perspective is going to grow and grow so much. See things with clear eyes. I think that when you two argue they'll need a lot of time to themselves. They are going to be doing a lot of shadow work. It's like a part of them believes the truth but then they don't. So they are going to be overthinking whether or not this is real between you two or isn't. Passionate Affection! They are heavily passionate about you. I can see them having a hard time truly believing in this relationship. Again I don't know what's going on. What goes through their mind? But it is like they are going through a deep healing. This is your past love ❤️. Karmic Partner! So when they go through their healing, they'll be in a hot mess. I mean really. They love how much chemistry is with you. It's like you are their best friend. In their mind, this relationship with you is their new beginning. Of course, you'll be hella annoyed by them because they are stubborn as fuck. So while in this relationship, they'll be stubborn. It's like that shit will bother the shit out of some of you. Your FS is childish. At times they are petty. That's where stubbornness comes in. They'll be hella petty in this relationship. I told you about their flaws. They would wanna marry you. Holy snap. Vows! They probably made promises to themselves that they'll be wanna have a serious committed relationship with you.

They'll are going to feel so young again. You both have this teenage energy 🔋. Very dramatic, and youthful vibes. But as your husband. They'll love making out with you. They won't stop being goofy with you. As a husband they are, they will be these fake friends around in your marriage with them. I think because your husband is rich 🤑. They don't wanna let the money go. These “pretenders” just want to get closer to your husband. So in this 💍 marriage 👫 it's their new beginning again. They are not only romantic. But they are also your mentor. They'll teach you about forgiveness and both of you will be vulnerable. New Love Coming, Oh my god! A new fresh start and they would want a clean slate. As your husband, they don't want to be dealing with no problems anymore. Like none. Yass!!! They are COMPLETELY OVER WITH THEIR EX! This is a good sign for some of you. Because when they are married to you. Ain't no more ex coming around anymore. No more returns. They'll feel free from their ex... Victory! You are their future wifey. So of course, as a husband. They'll massage you and rub you down whenever you are having bad days at work. Okay, so there will be a jealous 3rd party situation. I don't believe the ex. But maybe they'll try to interrupt your marriage 💏 ugh. Because this ex isn't over your husband. Boo👎🏾👎🏾👎🏾👎🏾. Yup! I was right. This ex will make up rumors to try to ruin your marriage and as a husband, they wouldn't want you to stress out. So they'll put an end to all that bullshit. They probably will be babysitting their sister's kids. So your husband will be touching you all the time. I mean all the time. Maybe, their love language is physical touch. Touchy touchy. They always wanna touch you all the time. Yes!

Pile 2: Wow, In this relationship with you. They feel that you are their happily ever after. They can see themselves with you forever in this relationship. They don't like fighting with you. It seems like they don't like confrontations. They'll do anything to avoid it. Well, let me be honest. It's because they don't like a confrontation with you it's just that the second the fight goes left. They'll make amend with you instantly. They won't ignore your text messages or anything. I can see that they hate fighting. That shit breaks their heart 💘. This is only similar to Pile 1 I can see that they would want a threesome with you. They'll ask for your permission. But they are some freaks. But they won't do it if you don't want to. I sense that they have a cheating fetish. This Narcissistic Woman, probably be in their head a lot. Ooh! I heard that's their boss or co-worker. So this narcissistic woman throws herself at your FS. When they are in a relationship with you. I can see that shit happening. Ugh, rude! But they are so deeply in love with you. I can see that. They won't cheat on you. They find that shit disgusting to cheat on someone. So once your FS is committed to you, they are truly committed. Look at that 4:44 CONFIRMATION!!! It has been written in the stars ✨ between you and them. You will activate them. Again you make their dreams come true. Fuck that you are their dreams come true. There will be moments when they are detached. When they can't face their feelings, they sense to close themselves off. So whenever they are not in the mood, they tend to isolate themselves away from you. Don't worry it's not your fault. It's just that... I heard that's what they are used to. They love having their alone time. That is very important to them. So when they run away. In my opinion, stop them. Because again! That proves my point they don't like confrontation. They'll do anything to avoid it. Divine Counterpart. I sense that they'll understand you and vice versa. When they are in this relationship with you, there's a lot of moving forward with them. Being happy with you and finally! It seems to them that y'all love language is very compatible. Like maybe you and theirs is an act of service, Physical Touch, Quality Time, or Word Of Affirmation. Love Bombing 💣💣💣. Very much so they love the bond you have with them. They will always cherish it. This is like your best friend. 🌸🌹. Second Chance, I feel that you two will break up. Or I sense that maybe because they are a player. So in the beginning they won't take it seriously. Again with the distance again. Oh yeah, I told you that you will break up with them. They would want a second chance with you. Now in my opinion, if some of you decide to be with them again. Then that is up to you. This is your husband! Your husband is blocked and they will ghost you. Because I am going, to be honest, they are immature. But this issue will be solved.

Now as a husband, they got a breeding kink. They love getting you pregnant. I swear you're married to them and is manifesting very slowly. You two have 12 D realms. So it's coming down slowly to the 3D realms. You are their future wifey. Even when you guys are married. They'll still be developing feelings for you. Their your new beginning. They love that this marriage is a fresh start. Clean slate. Dealing with karmic debts. They have a creepy admirer. When I see the 12 D realms let’s be realistic here! It's going to take a longer time for you to be married to your husband. For some of you. But anyway, this creepy 💀 admirer got a crush on your husband. Eww weirdo! Anyways, they love these teenage vibes they get from you when you two were dating and are now married. Very dramatic, and doing everything together. They'll forever feel young with you and free to be themselves. They are completely over with their ex. No more return past exes. That shit is completely done.

Pile 3: Okay, I sense a vibe that isn't good for this pile. Manipulative Female! Maybe it's a close family member that's manipulating them. You do intimidate them. I feel that they wanna be dominated. That doesn't mean they ain't masculine. But they will be defensive. Because they see a lot in the streets. Your partner is street-smart. They are a hustler. Wow, when they are with you. It's like you give them plenty of clarity. Recognize the bullshit before it happens. They wanna type the knot with you. Even if it is a spiritual marriage. In their mind, you are their first love ❤️. It's like the way how they feel about you is very unconditional love. For them, it's like love at first sight. You are their ultimate happiness. Cold Shoulder! Oh, so yeah they are going to be petty, giving you that bullshit ass silent treatment. Won't listen to you when you're upset. In my opinion, leave their asses. Because to everyone in the world. Your fucking feelings matter! Okay, remember that your emotions matter period! No matter if this is your boyfriend, crush, or your husband. They'll still be thinking about you when you guys argue. Ahhh!! I was right! So it is the family member that will be manipulative. So they'll cut that person off. BRIDE TO BE! They wanna marry you. Even if it is a small wedding 👰. They still thinking about marrying you. Clout hunger. Hmm... I don't sense that vibe at all but for a few of you, they'll do anything for attention just to get the clout. So maybe you guys don't like these couples but this pile reminds me a little bit of cardi b and Offset. I'm sorry but that's the vibe I'm getting. But as a husband, they'll be amazing. I can see it happening.

Pile 4: OMG, 😱😱 all these Narcissistic people. In each pile is all narcissist's behaviors. This man is emotional damage, I feel that this is your partner in a relationship with you so they will be deflecting. You are going to put them in their place. See! As a boyfriend/ girlfriend, they will evolve. Yay, masculine evolving. They'll start to be mature, accepting what is and what isn’t. Blocking out toxic energy, behaviors, and patterns. Ethereal Love ❤️. They'll be head over heels for you, crazy about you, and recognize you because they finally have the clarity to see all the bullshit that they put you through. But I got a sense that you stood by them no matter what. You love them. Good for you. Happily Ever After! I got an amazing feeling that in 5 months to a year, they'll propose to you. Ahh, I'm gagging. See! Woooo, I am proud of them! They are going to change so much with you. It's like you are their lifesaver. Yes! Congrats to them and their growth. They won't be getting all defensive. For them, in this relationship between you and them, it's a lot of transformation. It's a fucking Big ass tower moment for them. Fucking incredible. Haha 😂 they'll be flirting with you☺️☺️👏🏽☀️. Smoothing talking in those panties hahaha if you know what I mean 😏. You're their perfect match. You fucking complete them. They never thought someone like you would stick around with their bullshit. Doesn't mean you tolerate it. Fated Connection, 😱❤️☺️☺️yes. They feel that this relationship with you is fucking destiny. You are their heart and soul. No matter what they'll be honest. They will show much you mean to them. Business Event, your partner will know how to be a partner with you. Learn how to be a teammate. Yes! Good for them. I can hear them say “Thank you for being patient with them.”

Ahhh, I sense that when they are married to you. There will be a jealous 3rd party situation. So it can be a friend that starts drama. From your side or there. I feel like your husband is working with this friend. Ugh, I am sorry I don't like people who start drama. This is ultimately yours. They are your true love in this life. They will be your biggest support. Protect you on whatever decision you make. They'll ride with you. I heard them say “That's what husbands do.” So that's what husbands do! They love collaborating with you. Anything you do. They would want to join in too. I can see that whenever is there a problem they'll reach out to you and tell you about it. So I feel that you will be encouraging your husband on whatever business decision they make will become successful. I think that sometimes they get nervous. You'll be right there holding their hand and giving them the support that they deserve.