#and his VOICE UGHHHHHHH

[pinguwuuuu]

“Beer is supposed to be shared between friends~”

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A quickie inspired by a fanfic I couldn’t get out of my head :P

@whitefoxfiction sent this fic to me (THANK YOU FOR BLESSING MY EYES) and it’s by @electronicwitchcollection (Bleachbabe23 on Ao3). It’s a NSFW oneshot and it’s SO GOOD. I’ll try and link it in the comments CAUSE Y’ALL NEED TO READ IT.

All these amazing fics are killing me, so many ideas from them to draw, so little time :’)

[iam-themechanic]

Is it awkward, living with the Tracys? What are your thoughts on them?

It is... different.

I stay in the labs a lot of the time, so I don't see them often. I see Mrs Tracy and Brains more than the brothers themselves, mostly because they're busy saving people.

It isn't as awkward now as it was when I first arrived. They were scared of me, of what I was capable of. I had dealt several blows to them when we were foes, some worse than others. They didn't directly show it, but they did keep their distance. Scott watched me like a hawk.

I was similarly wary of their true intentions. I know they had Brains as their chief engineer, but I had no way of knowing that they wouldn't turn on me after finishing the T-Drive.

But then they found a way to remove the Hood's control over me. A permanent solution. Though only slightly better than Project Sentinel.

The Tracys never handed me back to the GDF. They probably should have, but they didn't. It's interesting.

[xxacademy]

i’m playing re4 again (duh) and i cannot play this game without being bricked up. i am a victim of my own sick brain

[missdynamighttt]

thinking abt gym rat katsuki whos all tough and bad but hes SO FUCKING CLINGY LIKE 💔💔 he texts you “baby i just finished my work out im sooo sore i need a kiss” or if you’re also at the gym with him, he makes you pause your entire work out so he can hold onto you or watch you when hes doing his reps UGHHHHHHH

katsuki swears he's the toughest, most intimidating dude in the gym — all sharp glares and bulging muscles, sweat dripping down his abs as he absolutely thrives through his sets. everyone around him is too scared to even make eye contact.

but the second he's done? this man turns into the world's clingiest boyfriend.

if you’re not at the gym with him, you’re guaranteed to get a text like:

message from: k <3

"baby i just finished my set im sooo sore"

"need a kiss or im gonna die"

like he wasn't the same man who was just benching insane weights with a terrifying scowl just minutes ago.

and if you're there with him? oh, forget about focusing. he’ll straight-up pause whatever you were doing just so he can latch onto you.

"oi, oi, stop that—" he grumbles, practically manhandling you away. "babe. babe. i'm dying. gimme a kiss. please. hurts so bad."

next thing you know, this big, sweaty man is hugging you like you’re his personal recovery method, arms wrapped tight around your waist with his face buried in your neck.

"katsuki, you literally just deadlifted 400 pounds—"

"yeah and now i’m weak as hell. baby, c'mon. fix me. kiss me."

and if you're doing your reps? ohhh no. he'll straight-up stop you. like, you're mid-set, doing squats or something, and suddenly he's behind you trying to get you to stop.

"baaabe... stop for a sec. needa hold you. missed you."

"katsuki, i’m in the middle of—"

"so? just like... five minutes. i'll spot you after, promise. just lemme have you right now."

and don’t even get started on when you’re using the treadmill or doing cardio. this man will plop himself on the bench in front of you, arms crossed, pouting like a child while he watches you. every few minutes he's like:

"babe. babe. you done yet?"

"katsuki, i have ten more minutes—"

"nooo... can't you like... cut it short or somethin'? wanna go home and cuddle."

and if you try to push through your workout without stopping? he gets dramatic.

"why’re you even workin' out so hard anyway?" he grumbles, draping himself over you between sets. "your body’s already perfect. s'no point when you’re already the hottest thing in this gym."

"oh my god, katsuki—"

"nah, nah, 'm serious. c’mon. just skip that and come home with me. my arms hurt. i need my girl."

the second you both step through your home, katsuki barely lets you put your gym bag down before he's on you.

his big, calloused hands grab your waist, pulling you flush against his still-sweaty, rock-hard body. his lips crash into yours — desperate, hungry — like he's been deprived of you for hours, not mere minutes.

"missed you," he mutters against your mouth, his voice thick with need. "fuckin' missed you the whole time. couldn’t even focus right."

"katsuki," you breathe, trying to catch up with his fervor. "we were literally just together."

"don’t care," he growls, hoisting you up effortlessly. your legs wrap around his waist on instinct, and he carries you toward the bedroom like you weigh nothing.

he's on you like a man starved — like he’s convinced the only thing that’ll mend his sore muscles and aching body is you. his mouth is back on your throat, kissing, biting, groaning against your skin as his hands roam your body like he’s trying to memorize every inch of you.

"fuck, baby," he growls, voice heavy with lust. "you’re so fuckin' pretty. prettiest girl in the whole goddamn world, y'know that?"

his rough, calloused fingers glide down your stomach, over the curve of your waist, his touch lingering. "look at you. my perfect fuckin' girl."

your head spins at his words, and when his mouth finds your chest, he bites down gently on your nipple, groaning at the way your back arches for him.

by the time he lays you down, he's already tugging at your gym shorts. "need you," he groans, his teeth scraping against your jaw. "need my girl. fuckin' hurtin' without you."

you can’t help but laugh breathlessly. "you're acting like you’re about to die—"

"'cause i am," he insists, yanking your shorts and underwear down in one swift motion. "s'posed to be recoverin', damn it. how'm i gonna do that without my girl takin' care of me?"

his gaze drops to your cunny, pupils filled with want. his hands squeeze your thighs as he spreads you open, his mouth watering at the sight of your slickness.

"goddamn," he swears, his voice cracked with need. "look at this perfect little pussy. drippin' f'me already. so fuckin' pretty down here too, baby."

then, his mouth is on you, hot, wet, and starving. his tongue flicks over your clit, drawing a shocked moan from your throat. his strong hands pin your thighs apart, keeping you helpless against his relentless attention.

"fuck, baby," he groans, voice muffled as he buries himself between your legs. "missed this. missed how you taste. god, you're perfect."

your back arches as his tongue moves with purpose, alternating between slow, deliberate licks and quick, needy sucks. he’s not just eating you out — he’s devouring you, like your pleasure is the only thing that'll bring him back to life. every time you squirm or try to pull away, his grip tightens.

his tongue drags up your slit, slow and deliberate, before he sucks your clit into his mouth hard enough to make you cry out.

"there it is," he groans, voice wrecked. "there’s my pretty girl’s voice. fuckin’ love how you sound for me, baby."

your fingers claw at his hair, but he doesn’t let up.

"taste so good, baby. fuck. can’t get enough of you," he’s moaning like he’s the one being pleasured, rutting his hips against the mattress as he devours you. "this sweet little pussy’s all mine, yeah? s'only ever gonna be mine."

"katsuki—" you gasp, already teetering on the edge.

his tongue flicks faster, his grip on your thighs bruising as he practically pulls you into his mouth. "yeah, baby, c'mon. cum f'me. wanna feel you drench my fuckin' face. wanna taste my pretty girl's cum so bad."

and when you finally came — gasping his name, legs trembling — he didn't stop. if anything, he gets more desperate, lapping up every bit of you like a man starved. "fuuuck, yeah—there's my girl. goddamn, baby, you cum so pretty f'me."

but even as you tremble, he doesn’t stop. his tongue keeps working you through your high, licking up every bit of you like he’s trying to consume you whole.

he's crawling up your body, kissing you breathless with your own taste on his tongue.

"gonna make you cum on my cock next, baby. then i'll be all better, swear it," he rasps, his voice strained with need. "ain't done worshippin' you yet. lemme take care of you, yeah?”

‎‧₊˚✧[ it's me, kia ! ]✧˚₊‧ ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ ‎‧₊˚✧[ more of katsuki ! ]✧˚₊‧

⋆˚࿔ kia's note ˚⋆ lmao sorry, exam season and shit, hope you guys enjoy clingy (and a lil ooc) katsuki<33 will work on the 4k special soon!!

[worldlxvlys]

okay I know someone already asked something similar to this but ahem, referencing 7:10 on their this or that new video just brought to my attention that I really wanna see him shaking shivering and twitching, so pls pls pls DOM HIM AND OVERSTIMULATE HIM

okay thanks my babe MWAH

help

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: be fr. it’s smut. overstimulation, p in v, oral (male receiving), sub! chrissss

a/n: hehe ty for the request yk i loveeee sub!chris

hope you likeeeee <333

(the clip anon was referring to:)

“i really need you baby” was the last thing i expected to hear when i picked up chris’s call. i could tell by his broken whisper that he was horny.

“yeah? what do you need chris?”

he let out a moan at the sound of my voice, seemingly jerking himself off.

“can’t get off baby. need you to help so bad”

“i’m on my way baby”

when i walked into his room, he was laid naked on his bed with his eyes shut. his tip was red as he frantically pumped his cock.

without a word, i sat next to him and moved his hand, replacing it with my own.

“holyyy fuck” he moaned out, his hips jerking up.

his head flew back into his pillows, as he let out strangled moans.

“hmmm, all it takes is my hand around your cock and you start moaning like a little bitch” i said, watching his body fill with pleasure.

“my poor baby, can’t even get himself off without me”

he lifted his head up, propping himself on his elbows and watching me continue to pump his cock quickly.

“it’s ok baby, i got you. gonna make you feel so fucking good” he moaned in response, his high quickly approaching.

“feels so good ma, you’re so good to me”

“yeah? you wanna cum baby?”

“fuck yes, yes, wanna cum so bad. please let me cum, please, please” he begged, his moans turning into whines. i placed a quick kiss to his tip.

“go ahead baby, let it go. want my hand to be covered in your cum” i said, quickening my pace.

“fuck fuck fuck, i’m cumming baby” his hips began to buck up, as his cum leaked out of his tip.

i kept pumping, helping him ride through his high.

the thick, white liquid continued to sputter out of his tip.

“shit ma, i don’t think i’ve ever came so hard before” i moved my face toward his cock and began to lick it up.

“ughhh baby, baby, hold on. so sensitive” he said as he started to squirm.

“you said you wanted my help. sit there and fucking take it” i said firmly, holding his thighs open.

i swirled my tongue around his tip before starting to bob my head up and down.

“ohhhhhhh fuck”

i looked up at him through my lashes, as i continued to take him deep into my throat.

drool began to dribble out of my mouth as he thrusted his hips up, meeting me halfway as i continued to move my head up and down on him.

my nails were digging into his thighs, no doubt leaving crescent marks in their wake.

“baby i’m so close” he continued to groan and gasp.

“hold it.”

his eyes shot open, widening a little. “what? no baby i can’t, can’t hold it, gonna-“

he cut himself off with a guttural moan, shooting his load down my throat.

at that, i took my mouth off of him and looked at him.

“what did i tell you? can’t even follow simple instructions” i said as i took my clothes off.

“‘m sorry, just felt so good ma”

“you normally listen so well, baby” i shook my head at him.

“guess i’m gonna have to punish you” i said as i crawled onto his lap.

i laid his dick flat on his stomach, grinding my pussy on him.

“ughhhhhhh fuck”

“i swear to god, chris, if you cum before i tell you to i will edge you for hours” i said as i felt him twitch against me.

he nodded his head feverishly, before letting out a whine.

“ohhhhhh”

“whose cock is this?”

“yours, yours, yours, only yours” he whispered.

“what was that? i can’t hear you” i said as i rubbed his tip.

“YOURS! FUCK, IT’S ALL YOURS, NO ONE ELSE’S!”

“that’s what i thought” i continued to rock my hips back and forth against him.

his cock slid between my folds perfectly, but i needed more.

“baby, i’m so closeee. please please please” he continued to whine.

without warning, i hovered over him and lined him up with my hole and slammed down on him.

“OHHHHH” he screamed at the top of his lungs, his mouth hanging open as he began to twitch and squirm.

“yesss chris, feel so fucking good. fill me up so well”

“i can’t, i can’t, can’t take it”

“i haven’t heard the safeword” i replied, fucking him dumb.

i began to bounce on his cock, picking up speed.

“please please please please gotta cum, gotta cum, let me cummmmm” he was whining so much, he could barely separate his words.

“c’mon baby, just wait a little longer. i’m so close, wanna cum with you”

with that, he reached between us and started rubbing my clit harshly.

“please, please cum on my cock. need it so bad baby”

“go ahead baby, let go. i’m right behind you”

he squirmed and twitched, as his legs shook. his eyes rolled back to his head as he held onto my waist, needing something to stabilize himself.

the feeling of his warm cum inside of me caused me to stumble over the edge with one last cry.

“chris!”

i collapsed on top of him while we both tried to catch our breath.

after a few moments, he spoke up.

“you’re fucking insane ma” he chuckled into my neck.

“yup, and you love it”

“hell yeah i do”

🌀🌀🌀🌀

….what do i even say after that

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[lazyjellyfish300]

Picture it,

Nanami takes you out an a walk through the beautiful gardens of his estate, you two have been having these dates since your family set you two to be married... Nanami is always such a gentleman though he is rather quite, your not even sure how he feels about you or the situation you two are in.

You bend down to smell the flowers growing by the pond, when a sudden wind blows your sunhat away from you. On instinct alone you reach for your hat ignoring how your about to fall into the murky blue-green pond. But before you fall your feel large arms wrap around you and push you tight to a solid frame. It's the first time you two have touched... and he's suddenly so close, holding you so tight your lifted off from the ground, your heels in inch from the cobble stone walkway.

"Are you okay..." his voice huffs in your ear and you instantly feel a shiver shoot through your spine.

You turn your face to find his so close to yours, "I'm fine... just almost fell I guess.."

His large hand slides from your side you caress your cheek and he keeps his gaze on your eyes, "I wouldn't ever let that happen..."

You guess he cares for you more than you thought...

I- WHATTTTT????? 😩����😩😩👹👹👹👹 REV I...YOU...Me...you just CAN'T!!!!!!! Asksjdjkll I'm honestly really incoherent now my whole brain just malfunctioned 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

UGHHHHHHH I WANT HIMMMMM. I NEEDD HIM 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 this was soooooooo gorgeous 😩😩😩😩 I was JUST thinking about spring and flowers and stuff and this image walking through the gardens with him??? 😭😭😭 Being so gentlemanly and hot ASF AND it's the arranged marriage trope???? 😭😭😭💳💳💳💥💥💥 the wind almost blowing the hat into the pond and touching one another for the first time 😭😩 a lot of realizations happening in that moment....Omg I love i love i loveeeee!!!!!!! ❣️💗💘💕💓💖💟😍😍😍😍

I can't describe how lovely and sweet this was of you to write up and send and think of me 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹💖💖💖💖💖 UR SO TALENTED!!! LIKE MAGIC!! ✨*MWAHHH MWAHHH* THANK YOU SM REV.💋💋 I'm gon think about this alllllllll day 🚬😭

[bkgml]

little fluffy drabble before i get back to working on part 2 of ex bf kats! 🫶🏻

waking up in the middle of the night in an empty bed is the worst.

the commission is evil for putting katsuki on the night shift.

grabbing your phone and squinting at the harsh light that greets you, you pull up katsuki’s contact.

he answers quick, the second ring.

“hi, pretty.” he says sounding gruff and sweet, like he usually does when he’s tried.

you sigh but it sounds more like a whine.

you hear a laugh gush from your boyfriends lungs.

“what’s goin on with my girl? it’s late you should be sleeping.”

you inhale deeply through your mouth before exhaling fast so you can speak.

“that’s the thing, kats. can’t sleep.”

he laughs again and you frown.

“katsuki.” you groan.

you hear his laughter die off a little as tries to answer you.

“what?” he sputters.

“don’t be mean to me.” you frown, joking tone in your voice.

“yeah. yeah.” he responds, laughter finally calm.

you roll over to face his side of the bed. the side he’s supposed to be in. ready to kiss you to sleep.

“can’t you just come give me a kiss? i know you’re patrolling my neighborhood.” you say quietly, playing with a loose thread on his pillow case.

“i’m already here. open up before i get fired.” he says.

you gasp quietly, throwing the sheets off your body to grasp at the handles of your balcony door.

you watch him as he ends the call and opens his arms.

you jump into the spot you’ve molded into his body.

“so dramatic. i saw you three hours ago.” he says quietly, hiding his smile in your hair.

you pull back and his face returns neutral.

“you know you love it.” you say, pressing your lips to his.

he gently sets you down and you frown.

“you got your kiss. now i need to go keep my job.”

he pulls away from you, kissing the inside of your wrists before setting your arms by your sides.

“no. just a couple more.” you say, inching towards his lips and threading your arms around his waist.

he rolls his eyes but grabs your face tight with both hands.

he flutters his eyes closed and pulls your face towards his.

right before your lips touch he bonks your foreheads together and smushes your cheeks so your lips pop out.

“ughhhhhhh. katsukiiiiiiiiii.” you mumble, lips moving distorted as he grins at your pouted face.

“don’t pout at me.” he says, still grinning.

he stretches your face until your lips go thin and you grab his wrists in protest.

he smushes your face together again until your lips pout.

he lets out a dry laugh and gives you a quick peck.

“i said dont pout.” his grin is from ear to ear now.

he might as well be talking with a baby voice cause that’s how you feel you’re being treated.

“kats-.” you roll your eyes.

he pecks your pouted lips.

“katsuki.” he stretches your face out and pecks your thinned lips.

he cackles to himself.

“that’s not a very good kiss huh, can’t even pout your lips for me. so mean.” he faux frowns.

“kaaaaaatsssss.” you mumble as he positions your face to pout - then thin - then pout - then thin.

he finally returns to face to neutral and presses endless kisses to your lips and face.

“still can’t sleep?” he teases.

you roll your eyes and pull him by the collar until you can tuck your face into his neck.

“just need a hug before you leave.” you sigh, wrapping your arms around his neck while you stand on your tippy toes.

he returns your sigh with his own and shifts to grab you under the ass into his arms.

“like a little baby.” he teases you fondly, carrying you further into your room to place you on the bed.

“one sec, okay? ‘m coming back.” he says into your hair, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pulling away.

you watch as he walks to the closet.

he grabs a hoodie of his and walks back over to you.

“just wore this one before patrol. arms up.” he says and you abide by his wishes, lifting your arms over your head.

he pulls your shirt off and smothers you in the cloth of his hoodie.

you snuggle into it, eyes already drooping.

he gently pushes you to lay down and gives you a final sweet kiss to your lips.

“i’ll see you in a couple hours, crybaby.” he says softly as he pulls away from you.

he watches your eyes close as he walks to your balcony.

watches you grab his pillow to snuggle with as he pulls the doors closed.

and finally takes one last look at you before heading back out to protect your neighborhood.

[heyimkana]

GENTLE MASCULINITY IS EVERYTHING !!

What would you rate solo leveling because i’ve been trying to get into new anime’s recently! 😊❤️

gentle masculinity IS everything!!!!!!

babe I've been obsessing over the show so if you're asking ME of course I'll give it 10000000/10 LMFAOOOO

buttttt if i have to shut down my fangirl mode for a while, i think i'll rate it like this (im'ma be a bit detailed cause i'm excited af bear with me)

Overall story, including the manhwa: 7/10

don't get me wrong, there is NEVER a boring moment in SL both in the anime and in the manhwa. i finished the manhwa, all 200 chapters of it, in 2 days and i've re-read it 5 times by now. every fight is exciting. and it's just so hyped like if you wanna just have fun and get your daily serotonin boost, this is the show for you (the cliffhangers are CRAZY tho you might wanna punch your screen each time)

i'm giving it 7/10 only because the manhwa isn't really doing a good job in giving the side characters a chance to shine, and the last fight (the most important, and the hardest battle for jinwoo) was so rushed that it felt anticlimactic to me. i know this is because the author for the webtoon was terribly sick at the time (and he passed away not long after he finished the manhwa may he rest in peace) so i'm not going to be super critical about it. i do believe the anime would improve on this though because they said they're going to make 5 seasons and adding A LOT of anime only scenes, so if they can do that, and they can make the side characters stand out more, and solve all the remaining plotholes, i'll give it 9/10. people are saying that SL's story is mid but only because the real story hasn't started yet in the anime. the world building in Solo Leveling is actually crazy (especially in the sequel Solo Leveling: Ragnarok) and the lore is interesting to me with all the Gods and the Monarchs. it just needs to be more polished.

Art (manhwa): 1000000/10

This is, by far, to this day, the best manhwa I've ever read when it comes to the artstyle bro like i've said it soooo many times but every panel is wallpaper worthy like look at this shit

the way i got CHILLLSSSSS when reading it man... so many epic scenes, the fight scenes, the way jinwoo carried himself during his battles and the AURA like i've never seen someone as badass and as effortlessly sexy as jinwoo in a fight idk how to explain it he's just UGH

Animation: 9.5/10

A-1 Pictures is doing soooooo well animating the fight scene, especially during jinwoo vs kargalgan fight. the last episode with jinwoo vs goto was not so good BUT the rest of the fights are just god-tier. if you like action scenes, you NEED to watch this. (i can't wait for jeju island raid ohmygod just thinking about jinwoo smirking during the fight got me tweaking)

Music: 8.5/10

the soundtrack is done by the god-tier composer hiroyuki sawano so it's guaranteed to be epic. now, to be fair, it's not as good as 86 or AOT's soundtrack but some of the tracks (like Dark Aria and Shadowborn) are pure banger, and the sad music that played during jinwoo's crying scene was SO beautiful it had me crying fr

Voice acting: 100000/10 only because ALEKS LE KEEPS MOTHEREFFING PURRING IN MY EARS

okay hear me out. i've never watched anime in eng dub before okay cause i just don't think they're as good as sub ver BUT for solo leveling, i watch both every week cause jinwoo's voice in eng dub is just THAT GOOD like he's so sexy and flirty and cocky but the way he growls and grunts and groans and screams during the fight scenes is just SO UGHHHHHHH

Final score (if you're a jinwoo girlie): 10001293012930193/10 MUST WATCH IT FOR DADDY WOO MY GLORIOUS BLUE/PURPLE-EYED KING

Final score if you're normal: 8/10

[magesforthedas]

Oof I just have to talk about the animations and voice acting for a sec.

All of my (160ish?) hours of playing, I've just been enamoured with watching Rook and the companions faces during cutscenes. Now to be fair I don't play a ton of games, and the next best graphics game I play is probably inquisition, so sure maybe there are games with better graphics, etc. etc But the facials expressions, the little subtle things I'm just OBSESSED with. Like they really feel like people. THEN you get these amazing voice actors in here.

I have cried so much during this game it's not even funny. But there were so many scenes with each companion where I was just struck by the quality of the voice acting, and how their voices really expressed that character so well.

This came up again bc my first playthrough I cried at the end of Bellara, Davrin, Taash, and Emmerich's companion quests. I'm on my second playthrough, completing all of them again (and this game I've been trying to mostly make opposite decisions for the big things, like the city and the companion quests) and I get to Emmerich's.

I couldn't do it y'all. I told myself "maybe I'll encourage Emmerich to pursue Lichdom" and I WILL someday, my friend told me about it and I'm very excited. But I just love Manfred too much, and I was like, that's not the right call for this character. So I choose to save Manfred again.

THIS SCENE. When he says he wouldn't exchange this for anything?? The little catch in his voice?????? I cried again. I didn't expect to and then I couldn't help it because I was just so happy 😭 ughhhhhhh these characters are amazing. And these voice actors who brought them to life. Also I'm very excited to romance Emmerich in my next playthrough 🥰

[c0la-queen]

I’m begging for more EDD X READERS AND TOM X READER PLSPSLPSPSL I NEED MORE EDDSWORLD CONTENT UGHHHHHHH🙏🙏

Turn the Noise Off | Eddsworld Tom x Reader

HELLO, HI OH MY GODS!!! I am BEYOND happy to provide more Eddsworld content for you!! They've been one of my longest and most present hyperfixations for years, those four boys bring me so much serotonin. Since I don't write for him as often as I should, here's some Tom content!! I hope you enjoy and please feel free to ask for more!! Waking up to your request made me feel so so nice!

Warnings: Comfort, Fluff, Astraphobia, Tom is a big softie and I'm RIGHT

Words: 2.3k

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Fear can be irrational.

You know that. That's why children and even adults can be scared of silly things that reasonably can't hurt them.

Clowns, darkness, dentists, enclosed spaces…

…thunderstorms.

You weren't sure why exactly you were scared of thunderstorms. It had been like this since you were little. The moment you noticed the faintest flash of lightning, you'd rush out of your room and wiggle your way into your parents' bed, fearfully awaiting the booming noise that followed. Now, as an adult, you can handle it in minor doses. Light rain, faint thunder; it made you apprehensive, but you could distract yourself enough to stay calm. It was the stronger storms that set you off.

Like now.

It was probably around 6 or 7 p.m. The sun had set half an hour ago, leaving the sky outside the window an inky black. You were alone in the house - the boys had left to go shopping and pick up dinner. Knowing them, they'd probably be gone for another hour or so.

Normally, you wouldn't be so bad. You were an adult. You can handle a silly storm.

Not this time. Not tonight.

Your noise cancelling headphones were dead.

Sure, you could stick them on the charger easily. But they would take too long to charge. The storm would probably be gone by the time they finished. And in the meantime, you would have still been stuck in this same position. Besides, your brain was running off anxiety, you weren't exactly thinking clearly.

You were in the living room, since you had been watching one of your favorite shows on TV previously. The storm had interfered with the connection, so you couldn't continue watching it in the time being, even if you wanted to. Feeling antsy on the couch, and not being able to find a comfortable position on the soft cushions, you had slid yourself down to the carpeted floor instead. It was soft, but the texture was still a little rough against your skin. It kept you grounded slightly. Enough to know you were there, in your body still. Legs pulled up to your chest, you hid your face in your knees, eyes shut tight. You listened to the torrents of rain crash against the roof, the walls, the windows, battering at the house like an intruder attempting to break in. The thunder rattled the earth, shaking the ground with the power of its volume. Despite the little voice in your head telling you that the storm would pass, you couldn't help but be afraid.

You were going to die. You were going to die. You were going to-

You flinched when something touched the top of your head. With a wet gasp, your head shot up. Was it really an intruder, entrance hidden underneath the violence of the storm?

No, it was… Tom. Dressed in his normal hoodie and a pair of sweatpants. He knelt on the floor in front of you, making sure he was level with you. Even though the black hue of his eyes made it impossible to see any emotion in them, you saw that his lips were bent into a soft frown. Concern. His lips moved, going to speak, but his words were drowned out by a crash of thunder. You involuntarily whimpered, unable to hold the noise back from your throat. Burying your face back in your knees, you missed the way Tom's eyes widened as he realized what was happening.

The hand on your shoulder slid down to your bicep. You could feel the warmth of his skin seep into your bones as his fingers wrapped around it. He pulled -

-and then you were surrounded by the warmth. Your face pressed into something warm. Solid. The familiar scent of coffee and something woodsy with the faintest hint of smoke - fire or cigarettes, you could never figure out - completely filled your senses. It was Tom. He had pulled you into a hug.

You felt your muscles go slack. Pulling your face from his chest, you peeked up at him. He was already looking down at you. Still no emotions in those eyes. But you felt his hands cup your cheeks, gently, as if you were made of glass. His thumbs swiped away the tears that you hadn't even noticed were spilling. They stung your cheeks.

His voice was soft, like he was speaking to a frightened animal. That's what you felt like at that moment.

"Talk to me, sweet girl."

Something in the back of your brain slid into place at the name. An instinctual piece of you that melted into his arms, knowing you were safe right there. You fought past the thick lump of saliva in your throat to speak. Voice raw from tears and anxiety.

"It's just.. the storm."

"I gathered that much. What is it the storm itself? Or something about it?"

There was no malice or bite in his voice. Only tenderness and worry. Care.

"It's, um, the thunder? Or how- how loud it is. And how the rain is loud. It's stupid, I know…"

You sniffled and looked down at your lap, fidgeting with your fingers. Tom said nothing. It scared you for a moment. That fear intensified when you felt him move, beginning to slide you out of his embrace. Your fingers flew up, curling into the fabric of his hoodie as you clung to his shoulders. He did think it was stupid. He was going to leave you all alone, make you get over this by yourself-

"I'll be right back, baby. Gotta let me go get something."

Finally, you relented. He set you back on the carpet, standing up. You stared at the floor, listening to his socked footsteps fade away. You silently counted the seconds until his footsteps returned, his legs coming into your field of vision. Something fell onto your head before you could look up at him. It was fabric, and carried that woodsy scent of his. Your hand curled into the fabric, pulling it off your head and into your lap. Even in the limited light, you could identify the blue color. It was his hoodie.

Eagerly, you slipped it on over your t-shirt. He wasn't too much taller than you compared to the others, but the material still swallowed you in a way that you loved. It was like a safety net for your brain. When your head finally emerged through the hood, he was already sitting back down in front of you. The smile on his face made your heart skip a beat. It wasn't often you got to see him being so soft.

Tom reached forward, slipping something slightly heavier onto your head. When it was over your ears, you felt all the noise in the room disappear. You looked up at him in awe, making his smile stretch further. He had brought you his own noise cancelling headphones.

With the sounds of the storm cut away, you focused in on his appearance more closely. Since you were wearing his hoodie, he was left in a t-shirt. His hair was mussed, strands of it out of place. You figured he had recently gotten out of bed. When Edd had announced to you that they were going out, you assumed he meant all four of them. Tom must have chosen to stay behind. You weren't sure if it was because of a simple lack of desire to leave the house, or if he didn't want to leave you in the house by yourself. The idea of the latter option made your heart speed up, even if it wasn't true.

You noticed he was looking at you expectantly. When your head tilted in confusion, his shoulders shook. He was laughing at you. While the rare sight warmed your cheeks, you pouted at him in embarrassment. Why was he laughing at you?

Your eyes followed his when he motioned down. His phone was in his hand, screen towards you as it sat open to Spotify. Your gaze raked down the playlists on display. The Best Ska, Quiet Rainy Days, Shut the Fuck Up, Tord-

This were his playlists. You looked up at him in shock. To some, this may have seemed mundane. Unimportant. But you knew better.

In a house with boys who had never known conventional forms of affection, you had learned to spot the little things. To read between the lines of their words and actions.

Music was one of Tom's love languages. It was no secret to anyone that the man loved music, playing bass was his joy and passion during the moments that he didn't have a camera in his hands. For him, sharing his music with others was a show of affection, a glimpse into his brain through lyrics and instrumentals. And right now, he was letting you look through his Spotify playlists and choose one to listen to. Sure, you had listened to his music before in the car, when he had control of the aux. But during those times, he picked the playlists. Now, he was giving you control. It felt… vulnerable, in a way.

Carefully, hands trembling lightly, you took the phone from his hands. You could swear that from your peripheral vision, you caught him grinning. Almost like he was amused with how reverently you treated this act.

Then, you focused your attention on the playlists. There were a lot of them, you realized as you scrolled. Some of the names made you laugh softly. But then, one playlist caught your attention.

She's Standing Outside the Bar with Me while I Smoke

That was way too specific to not be something important. The playlist cover was a picture of a blurry figure standing outside of a building, looking up at the stars. Smoke from somewhere off camera gave the picture a hazy filter. With a jolt, you realized it was a picture of you. You recognized the building, it was the bar in town that Tom liked. The memory hit you suddenly.

It was Tord's birthday, and the boys wanted to go out drinking to celebrate it. Not wanting to miss out on the celebration, you had tagged along. None of them minded.

The bar was nice. You saw why Tom favored it. The décor was all dark wood and dark accents. It was crowded that night. Judging by the big group at the corner of the place, it was likely some kind of party. Maybe a bachelorette, or someone else's birthday. At some point, it had gotten too loud. Even from your little booth on the other side of the room, the music pulsed loud enough that you felt it throb in your head. To try and lessen the inevitable headache coming your way, you followed Tom when you noticed him slip out of the booth and through the front door. The night air had been a comfort to your senses. Tom had seemed surprised to see you, but didn't complain about the company. The two of you stood on the little wood ramp in a peaceful silence. At some point, you had gotten distracted by the night sky, spotting Orion's belt. He must have taken a picture of you during that time, between puffs of his cigarette.

Your cheeks heated up. That meant… this playlist.. was made for that memory. For you. You clicked on that playlist.

Tom must have noticed your blush, because he raised an eyebrow questioningly at you. Shyly, you showed him the playlist he selected. It was his turn to look away, flustered. But, you spotted a smile on his lips.

You set the phone on the ground between the two of you, focusing on the song that was playing. It was slow, calm, and so very Tom. The lyrics made something tight press against your chest. This was how Tom felt about you. This was a hint of how he saw you. You could feel his eyes on you, trying to decipher your reaction.

Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes. He looked more antsy than you had ever seen him. It was important to him that you liked it. You made sure that your eyes held all the adoration you felt for him. It must have worked, because you noticed the faintest hint of a blush on his cheeks. His chest moved in what you recognized as a huff, then he reached an arm out, pulling you into his arms once again. All over again, your body melted into his hold. You closed your eyes.

No storm could reach you here.

You were safe.

--

Edd huffed as he opened the front door, shuffling in to try and escape the rain. Tord and Matt followed behind him, holding the grocery bags while Edd carried the takeout they had gotten everyone for dinner.

Just as Edd was about to call out, announcing their presence, Tord's elbow jabbed into his side. He grunted softly, then glared at him. Before he could snap, ask what the hell that was for, Tord pointed off to the side. Edd's gaze followed that direction.

Sitting on the living room floor was Tom, his back pressed against the couch. You were in his arms, face buried in his chest, wearing his hoodie. Edd recognized the black and white checker pattern on the headphones you were wearing - they were also Tom's. Both of you were fast asleep, chests rising and falling evenly.

Edd felt all his annoyance with Tord bleed away into tenderness at the sight. Joy filled his chest. He just couldn't help it as he shuffled the takeout bags onto one arm and pulled out his phone, snapping a silent picture of the two.

Muffling little giggles, Matt quickly ushered Tord and Edd into the kitchen, leaving you and Tom to sleep undisturbed.

[sugarcoated-lame]

eye twitching

thinking about waking up in that bedddd with him ughhhhhhh 🤤

@sebsxphia AAAHHHHDJFHKEJG SEBBBB!!!! OH GOD PLEASE !!!

First of all I’m losing my mind over this edit, so thank you! 🥲🫶🏼 and second, pre-outbreak Joel just does things to my brain, like he is truly something else 😵‍💫 brain go wee woo! And waking up in that bed with him !!!! 🫠 Literally my first thought every time I see that scene lmao

LIKE !!!! He just looks so soft and I wanna snuggle him

Ok so I feel like Joel is definitely a cuddler, he loves to wrap himself around you completely; a strong arm around your middle, one big palm splayed across the skin of your tummy underneath your (his) t-shirt while the other rests under your pillow, his broad chest pressed flush to your back, legs entangled with yours under the blankets and his face buried in the crook of your neck, his scruffy beard tickling at the bare skin of your shoulder where his shirt has fallen loose in your sleep, the little hairs scratching against your skin in a way that’s grown to be comforting for you.

And that man is like a furnace, so you always wake up to his warmth radiating through you, the blankets kicked further down the bed in the night because it’s more than enough to be encompassed in the warmth of him.

It’s early as the two of you begin to stir, before Joel’s alarm has gone off even. The sun is still coming up in the sky and just beginning to illuminate the room, and Joel’s morning voice is gruff and even deeper than he normally sounds as he turns to nuzzle his nose into your neck, taking a moment to inhale your scent, pressing a soft kiss the skin just below your ear before whispering into it, “Mornin’ sweetheart. How’d ya sleep?”

And then, he’s pulling you impossibly closer, showering you with a trail of little kisses to whatever skin he can find, just enjoying these few minutes of bliss before he knows how alarm is set to go off and Sarah is bound to come knocking on his door to make sure that he’s up to get ready for work and take her to school.

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I’m actually a bit amazed at myself that this didn’t turn filthy because, as you know, it pretty much always does when we talk about Joel 😂 but hhhbfnegjjr I just need him so bad !!!! So, so bad! Thank you so much for sending this my love, I love it and ily so so so much!!! 😘🥰💐💕💗🧡💕

now I’m gonna go watch that edit like 20 more times <3

[jarondont]

WISDOM SAGA SPOILERS

NO ONE FREAKING TALK TO ME RN.

WHAT JUST HAPPENED.

I CAN'T PROCESS THIS

WHAT

IN

THE

WORLD

okay so first off TELEMACHUSSS

TELEMACHUSSSSSSSSS

LOOK AT HIM HE'S SO PRECIOUS AND ADORABLE AND COURAGEOUS AND HONORABLE AND—

LEGENDARYYY

antinous i will MURDER you MYSELF how DARE you talk about penelope like that UGHHH he is my LEAST favorite character in epic UGHHHHHHH (which means he's one of my favorite villains lol)

"don't call my mom a tramp!" YOU TELL 'EM, TELE

AHHHHHHH

also YOOOO LITTLE WOLF IS DEF MY FAV SONG IN ALL OF EPIC

LIKE

"SHOW THEM THAT YOU'VE GOT SOME BITE LITTLE WOLF BITE" WAHOOOOOOOOO

IT'S SO BADASS

THOSE CHORDS ARE SO CLEANNN

"why did you help me, athena?" OWWW NOOO TELEEEE WE LOVE YOU

but WE'LL BE FINE IS SO CUTEEEEE

"You're a good kid." "Thanks!" MY HEART 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

also woahhhh he changed the lyrics 👀

and then.

love in paradise.

i can't even. i don't know what i expected. but it was not that.

i kid you not, i had literal tears.

ody's frustrated screams—"let me close my eyes"—him yelling out to athena—

JORGE YOU JUST TOOK MY HEART AND TORE IT TO SHREDS AND STOMPED ON IT, DO YOU KNOW THAT??? DO YOU??????

(okay, but the TIME DIVE was EPIC (puns lol). also, i was watching with my brother, and we rewinded the "she's my wife" SO many times bc we could not stop laughing lmao)

AND GOD GAMES WOAHHHHHHH

apollo's voice is MWAHH

and I KNEW IT. i KNEW he would put his dad in epic, i KNEW IT! how do they all have such awesome voices 😭

APHRODITEEEE AND ARESSSS AND HERAAAA YASSSSSSSSS

oh my god.

zeus.

i will—strangle—you—

WHAT DID YOU DO TO HERRRRR 😭😭😭😭😭😭 IS SHE OKAY???? ATHENA?????

(okay but his voice is SO COOOOOL)

GUYS THIS IS EASILY MY FAVORITE SAGA. EVERY SINGLE SONG IN EPIC IS AWESOME, BUT THESE WERE JUST ... SOMETHING ELSE. WOW.

anyway

everyone go listen to the wisdom saga right now

[d3cay-0f-r0s3s]

Here's a small Sonadow oneshot called "Late night calls" <33

Another rainy night in green hills..

And Sonic still couldn't sleep. The time was currently 1:54 a.m. and everyone in the house was asleep, well.. except for him. Sonic looked over to his right where Tails- his little brother's bed was and frowned when he saw that he was comfortably sleeping.

Both Knuckles and Tails were out.

Great.

Sonic groaned and slammed his pillow over his face repeatedly and groaned into it turning on his stomach and reached for his phone pulling the charger out of it before getting back comfortable in his bed, there was probably only one person- er- Hedgehog who could put him to sleep and that was his boyfriend Shadow.

Of course Sonic hadn't really told anyone that he was dating Shadow or even had a boyfriend but it wasn't a surprise that Sonic had a thing for boys I mean he was pan after all. Well only Knuckles knew about Shadows existence but he swore not to tell anyone. And Tails? Well Tails was too young to even know about that stuff.

Either way Sonic was thankful that Knuckles wouldn't expose him. But he still kept an eye out...

Anyways, Sonic's thumb hovered over Shadows number before he pressed the call button and waited.

"Hello..?"

A voice said a second later and Sonic's face lit up instantly. "Just the Hedgehog I was thinking about~" He said smuggly and giggled when he heard Shadow let out an annoyed sigh. "Sonic it's almost two a.m. why are you calling?"

Shadow asked not even trying to hide his current feeling of annoyance. "Wellllll I was calling because I couldn't sleep I figured talking to you would put me to sleep" Sonic answered getting straight to the point and the call fell silent for a while. "Of course you called me."

He muttered.

"But this is not my problem nor do I care"

"Yeah I know you never care about me"

"Have you forgotten that were still rivals and I still do hate your entire existence?"

Sonic giggled.

"Your the one who confessed your feelings to me remember?"

Yes. Got him.

Shadow sighed for the second time that night. "Do not remind me.. Just because we're dating does not mean I'm going to be all over you.." He said and Sonic rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah you could at least care about me" The Hedgehog frowned.

"I never said I didn't.."

"But you said- ugh nevermind. Your so confusing sometimes" Sonic hummed before it was silence again. "So now what?"

Shadows voice startled Sonic who jolted feeling a little sleepy. "I don't know..I was hoping you'd have something to talk about.." He said.

"Your getting sleepy aren't you?" Shadow asked as Sonic scoffed. "No. That's stupid." He added rolling his eyes and Shadow chuckled softly. "Sure you aren't.."

Sonic rolled his eyes once again before checking the time. "it's only 2:12..." He whined. "I'm guessing we're gonna fall asleep on a call again?" Shadow questioned as Sonic shrugged. "That's if you don't hang up on me out of spite"

"Are you giving me reasons too hang up?"

"You said it not me"

Shadow scoffed. "You can be a real pain in the ass Sonic." He retorted as Sonic snorted. "It's my job too." He said before yawning and snuggling deeper in his covers.

"Just go to sleep I'll be here in the morning."

"I don't know if I can trust that."

"I'm pretty sure Maddie is going to be questioning why your still sleepy or didn't get any sleep in the morning an-"

"Ughhhhhhh alright I'll sleeeppppp" Sonic whined and a small smile twisted in the corner of Shadow's mouth. "Good. Now go to sleep"

"Hmph."

There was silence before Shadow let out an irritating groan. "okay okay I'll go to sleep." Sonic said quickly and with yet another eye roll.

He grabbed his throw pillow and cuddled it slightly wishing that it were Shadow and yawned once again before his eyes closed on its own. His theory was correct Shadow was in fact the ONLY Hedgehog who could get him to sleep.

And within second Sonic had actually fell asleep. The only noses were the rain and his soft snoring. On the other end Shadow smiled weakly slightly happy that his annoying ass boyfriend was asleep but like he promised he didn't leave.

"Goodnight Sonic.."

And with that both Sonic and Shadow fell asleep..

(silliness with Sonadow (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠))

[tatertot5678]

Trick Or Trap. (Tate Langdon angst?)

You’re treat or treating and come across the beautiful boy, he doesn’t want you to leave him.

“Trick or treat!” You say, kind of exhausted from the walking from house to house. Candy gets plopped into your bag and as you walk off you see a boy, Blonde, beautiful brown eyes, and a small smile, he looks like he wants you to come over… sooo

You hesitantly walk over to him, and he eyes you up and down before his smile widens.

“Like your outfit.” He simply states, nodding.

“Like a… sexy-fied witch?” He asks, looking down at you with a smirk.

You, obviously, get flustered by that, and shrug him off.

“Don’t say that!” You remark, glaring at him.

“Hey, I can show you a real spook” he replied, looking… inviting.

“I live in the murder house, the creepiest house around, wanna go see?” He asks, and you look confused, obviously because you’re not used to boys inviting you places, especially houses.

“Oh- sure? What kind of trick is this” you reply, and he immediately glares at you, unsettling you.

“It’s a treat, not a trick.”

You two walk off, Tate looks eager to show you the infamous “Murder House” and since you’re interested in ghosts and know the past of the house, you’re eager to see it.

“Here it is, the humble abode” he points to the house, and you follow him inside.

Immediately he seems interested in showing you his room, which is weird but you oblige.

“This is my room-” He says, you look around…

You put down your treat-bag and go straight for his bed, flopping down on it and sighing softly. Tate, obviously, looks over at you.

“Tired from trick of treating?- wait, I never asked a name. God, I’m an idiot, I invited you to my house and never even asked a name-”

“I’m ___” you reply, smiling up at him.

“Oh, sick, I’m Tate” He sits down on the edge of his bed, seeing you sprawled out like a starfish, looking exhausted.

“Ughhhhhhh…” you groan and shove your face into the pillow, getting a whiff of Cologne and a smell uniquely his, and it almost makes your face start to heat up in the polyester cushion.

“You alright?” He asks, and your head snaps up to meet his.

“Yeah, good… uhm… what’s it like here? Ghosts and shit?” You ask, changing the subject.

Tate simply just nodded, before adding soon after. “It’s lonely, except for the ghosts here, it’s… weird.” He simply states, not wanting to tell you his secret, he’s one of them.

“Shit, must be boring except for the “Paranormal Activity’s” right?” You say sarcastically, but he shows no emotion or laughter to it.

“Yeah… it gets difficult.” He simply sighs, looking down at his lap, before adding. “You’re the first interaction I’ve had in weeks.” He states, before getting nervous, knowing he sounded possessive and knowing it probably spiked some unwanted confusion of “why not go outside?”.

“Oh…” You simply reply, shifting a bit uncomfortably.

“Uhm… I’m gonna go…” you quickly whisper, shuffling off the bed, he tries to grab your arm but you pull away.

“What? No… why?” He asks, his voice trembling.

“I want to go home, my mom wants me back home.” You lie, and grab your bag of candy.

“No, no, no, please!” He follows you out the room, technically sprinting down the stairs, he’s glad he didn’t face plant.

“Bye, Tate.” You try to slip out the door, and manage some how, sighing softly and reaching the gate… he couldn’t follow you now.

@andiloveher sorry it’s shitty- it was a very hard topic to work on and you didn’t give me a lot to go off of, I’m sorry if it’s poopy 💔💔 also sorry it’s SO far away from Halloween- I was busy 💔

[nightpixxie]

ughhhhhhh I need charlie to shush me like he does kirby.

like he’d definitely talk you through

& his voice 𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩

omg~~~