#and how he's clearly talking to himself as well as to the 10-c with his 'we cant honor what we've lost by causing further harm' speech

[empty-vessel-of-a-person]

How I Envision "Intimate Time" with the LaDS Boys be like.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Zayne

The Sensual Partner.

I feel like Zayne is a very sensitive and emotionally attached person so being able to connect with him through mind and soul is the best way to get him stimulated.

I never see him as the one who will inflict pain in his partner in any way. He is to gentle for that.

He will always tends to your needs first before his own. We have seen this on Hidden Motive. He did lose control of himself and become "intense" as M/C describe him. But in the end, even if he is clearly still in need, he asks M/C if what he is allowed to do.

He is the type to enjoy the goosebumps forming in your skin whenever he touch or kisses you.

He always listen to you. No plea or request will make it pass his ears and he would always deliver what you ask

He would always whisper his thank you (Zayne's Translation: I Love You) (F.U. Astra!!!!) when you both finish.

Sylus

The Intense Partner

This guy is rough. We all know that. The manhandling and almost stalker-ish behavior he have when it comes to you is all the proof we need.

He also is the type of partner who will make you experience different and new type of high.

He is confident and know what will make your body tremble for him.

He is also type of partner to takes pleasure from your pleasure. Don't get me wrong, all the boys are like this. But unlike Zayne, who takes pleasure from your equal needs for each other, Sylus on the other hand, take it from your pleasure alone. The more happy you are the more satisfied he gets.

He is the type of partner, who will leave marks on you on visible area of your skin.

He is also a type of partner to whisper "lewd" things to your ears and not be ashamed of it.

But no matter how rough he is, he will always cuddle you after you both finish.

Xavier

The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.

We can all agree that the soft-spoken Xavier is a predator in bed. To say I am shocked on his No Restraint card is an understatement. That sweet thigh-nuzzling to unexpectedly throwing you to bed is shocking yet so hot.

Xavier longs for you and that's why I think he jumps to every opportunity to touch you and go so feral about it.

He is the king of roleplay. I bet with the right coaxing, he will do whatever you want or be whatever you like him to be. We have seen this in several occasion and the most recent is on Mystic Adventures in Misty Invasion Event.

I bet that he is a very passionate lover and will definitely takes his time on getting you prepared and worship your body especially your legs.

Since Xavier doesn't talk much, he most likely show his affection by cuddling and touching. Teasing you with his soft feather like touches that leaves you breathless.

Rafayel

The Pure Partner

He is so pure hearted I could cry. Somebody pointed this out and my big shoutout to you because I can't remember where I read it. We have to remember that Rafayel is a Lemurian. What maybe something that is normal for us in the art of intimacy, may something new for him and this made him unsure or shy about being intimate.

I feel like it will be your duty to give him in the art of intimacy. We know how much he can blush and even that kiss on tub gives me a feeling that he really wants it to happen but is unsure how to do it.

I feel bad for him that we've been so intense with him during the Misty Invasion event. If my understanding is correct, he is quite sad because of his old friend. That guy must be important for him and although we are oblivious of his significance to Rafayel, we should have been more sensitive.

And speaking of sensitive, I feel like Raf is a hyper-sensitive one. Every touch we give, every emotion we pour on him magnifies 10 fold if not a thousands.

He really wants us for him to wait 800 years and during that time, i bet he's not been with anyone and then suddenly we are going feral on him (well who can't be? hehehe)

But imagine this, you taking the lead for him and guiding him to what makes you both reach that pleasure. Slowly slides your hands from his shoulders, torso, and pelvis while whispering to him "you're doing great" and he will moan for you.

Full disclosure: I am a Zayne Girlie but Rafayel's bedroom voice can make me sweat. He knows how to use his voice (A true merman!!!!) to lure you in. (Kudos to his wonderful duber!!!!)

And lastly and the most important thing that I love about Rafayel, is how he is always available and ready for you no matter how unsure he is.

[ineffable-suffering]

Re: "You go too fast for me, Crowley", because I think I finally figured out the real meaning behind that line

Naturally, this line of all lines, the most line of them all, is constantly circling around my rotten brain like a moth around a flame.

In addition, though, there's always been another Good Omen's line/exchange that has kept bothering me again lately. And literally until just about five minutes ago, I had never thought of relating them back to each other.

Now, five minutes later, I have and I think I just ... figured it out.

In case you were wondering: The second line that wouldn't leave my head is what Aziraphale says to Crowley during their clandestine meeting at St. James' Park in 1862 when Crowley asks him for Holy Water:

A: "I'm not bringing you a suicide pill, Crowley!"

And here's what bugs me about this: Why did Aziraphale, without a breath of hesitation, immediately assume Crowley wanted the Holy Water to commit suicide if things ever went wrong?

That's ... such a dark assumption to make. Especially because that is absolutely not what Crowley wanted it for, as he literally says himself:

C: "That's not what I want it for, just insurance."

And what does Aziraphale reply?

A: "I'm not an idiot, Crowley!"

Because he firmly, firmly believes that Crowley is asking him to bring him the Holy Water as a foolproof method of taking his own life in case Heaven and Hell ever find out about them.

To this day, that conversation gives me chills whenever I think about it. We so rarely get see what genuine emotions and thoughts for and about Crowley Aziraphale keeps neatly tucked away behind that tightly buttoned waistcoat of his. This moment in 1862 is one of the very rare ones where his façade slips a little – and the peak we get isn't a fun one. It's a very dark, scared and vulnerable one.

What am I on about and how does this all relate to the infamous "You go too fast for me, Crowley"-line? Let's look at it under the cut.

(Word count: 2560 | Reading time: ~10 min. | TW: mentions of suicide)

Like I mentioned up above, it always struck me to my core that Aziraphale very clearly immediately assumes Crowley wants the Holy Water for possible suicide. Not only is that a very dark and upsetting thought, it also poses the question: Why? Why is that the first place Aziraphale's mind goes to?

Crowley says at the very beginning of their conversation:

C: "We have a lot in common, you and me."

He's definitely referring to their (very mutual) relationship Arrangement and the fact that they both find themselves kept apart and watched by their respective head offices, not allowing them to ever misstep and give themselves away.

After bickering around a little like they do, Crowley asks his favour – and he makes it very clear in a quiet and serious voice that:

C: "This is something else. [...] For if it all goes wrong."

He's not just talking about Heaven or Hell finding out about some silly frivolous miracles, no. He's talking about them finding out about their Arrangement, their relationship. The worst of all worst case scenarios.

So bad, in fact, that he doesn't even ask his favour out loud but instead decided to write it down.

Aziraphale's reaction is ... severe.

We immediately see his face drop as, he too, realizes that this is all of a sudden a very serious conversation indeed. And he immediately and vigorously denies Crowley's request because he thinks it to be one for a suicide pill.

To understand how he could arrive at that lightning-quick (and also wrong) conclusion, we have to try and understand how Aziraphale sees Crowley and the threat that the angel himself as well as their relationship poses to Crowley.

Crowley can, at times, be a very self-deprecating and cynical character. He's without a doubt carrying a lot of trauma and unspoken fears and emotions with him at all times. Aziraphale at this point in their relationship probably has a good notion of what those are – but he doesn't know the whole depth of it because they've never been able to speak freely enough and Crowley has seemingly decided to keep many-a things to himself, still. They both tread the waters of plausible deniability very well.

So, to jump to the conclusion of Crowley entertaining suicidal thoughts in the face of unavoidable danger is ... quite a violent jump. And remember: "[...] underneath it all, Crowley was an optimist. If there was one rock-hard certainty that had sustained him through the bad times then it was utter surety that the universe would look after him."

So, what is it that Aziraphale does know that would drive him to such a drastic conclusion when, in reality, secret optimist Crowley only ever wanted the Holy Water to protect himself against Hell to come out safe on the other end of things?

2500 BC, Land of Uz: A: "That [going along with Heaven/Hell as far as you can] sounds, um ..." C: "Lonely? Yeah." A: "But you said it wasn‘t." C: "I‘m a demon. I lied."

After Crowley helps Aziraphale out in Edinburgh in 1827, Crowley is immediately sucked back down to Hell We don't know what exactly happened after that or just how long Crowley was gone. We also don't know if Crowley ever told Aziraphale what happened, once he returned. What we and Aziraphale do know, is that Crowley ends up asking him for Holy Water, out of the blue, only a couple of decades later.

1601, The Globe: A: "But if Hell finds out [about the Arrangement], they won't just be angry. They'll destroy you." (additionally, later in time, C: "My lot does not send rude notes.")

Ergo: It's very clear that Aziraphale seems to have put two and two together with his own angel math by what he has a) witnessed himself and b) what Crowley has said himself which equals: In going against Hell, Crowley has felt incredibly lonely before he had Aziraphale by his side and if Heaven and Hell were to ever find out about them, Hell's punishment would be a whole lot worse than Heaven's.

He thinks Hell would destroy Crowley.

So when Crowley, who so rarely says how he really feels and one of the few times he did, told Aziraphale he was lonely, says he wants the Holy Water, the immediate conclusion Aziraphale comes to is: He wants it as an emergency exit. In case things go pear-shaped. He wants it to escape whatever dreadful punishment Hell would have in stock for such a lonely traitor. He wants it as a suicide pill.

For Aziraphale to not even entertain the thought or believe that Crowley does indeed only want the Holy Water as a means of self-defense is, again, absolutely heartbreaking. Because it tells us a thing or two just how scared and desperate Aziraphale thinks Crowley to be. Something along the lines of: "If I myself am already so immensely terrified of Hell's punishment for Crowley, how terrified must Crowley be."

I think a whole lot of this is also very, very strong projection and shows us how Aziraphale himself feels about all of it. How scared he is for himself and Crowley. Of what would be done to them.

A: „Out of the question! Do you know what trouble I'd be in if they knew I‘d been ... fraternizing?“

He knows they would both suffer immense consequences and that Crowley‘s still would be worse. If anything, in a dark and twisted way, it shows that Aziraphale himself has definitely entertained the idea of suicide as a concept, at least. Maybe not for himself or Crowley, yet, but remember, he‘s awfully fond of Shakespeare‘s Hamlet.

A: „To be or not to be? Buck up, Hamlet!“

Yeah, buck up indeed. (By the way, there's a great meta by @greenthena on why Aziraphale likes Hamlet so much that kind of plays into my point a little. You can read it here).

And again, who knows what Aziraphale might have actually witnessed of Hell's cruel ways already in the past (Edinburgh of 1827, or at other times) that made him arrive at the conclusion that, ultimately, suicide would be the less painful choice for Crowley when faced with Hell's consequence for their relationship.

I told you this was gonna take a bit of a darker turn. So, here we are. At the turn. It doesn't get much lighter from here on out, I'm afraid.

Because all of this gives "You go too fast for me, Crowley" a whole new devastating meaning.

Personally, I always found it a teensy bit difficult to relate that line back to Aziraphale implying that Crowley was trying to push their relationship a little too fast for him.

Deducing that as the meaning of "You goo to fast for me" after we were shown in the montage of S1E3 that Aziraphale, from circa 1941 on, was undoubtedly fully aware of just how madly in love he was with Crowley, has always felt odd to me. And it continued to feel even odder after we got the whole story of 1941 in S2.

Because if that minisode showed us anything, it's that if you let Aziraphale take over the metaphorical wheel for about five minutes, "too fast" doesn't even match the astronomical speed with which he crashes head first into 15th base. Forget the hand holding and kissing, let's go straight to you shooting me on the first date I planned for us!

And they say romance is dead.

Now look, of course, Aziraphale is still keeping most of his romantic feelings and longing bottled up out of fear that Heaven and Hell could find out about them and have Crowley destroyed. We've established that this very big fear of his is the driving factor behind him never trying to overstep that invisible line.

But still, those feelings? They're there. Oh, Hell, they are t-h-e-r-e.

Our angel is a master of self-delusion but not even he is holy enough to deny the fact that, if he could, he'd want nothing more than to lock that demon down and elope together into their happily-ever-after.

So, when Aziraphale finally budges and hands over the Holy Water to Crowley in 1967, I've always had a hard time believing that that line coming from Mr. "I guess there's something to be said for shades of grey" himself actually meant: "I'm not ready yet, you want to go faster than I do."

Because really, apart from trying to convince Aziraphale of the Arrangement and rescuing him from every silly, coincidental predicament the angel has gotten himself into over the millennia, what exactly is it that Crowley did here to "go too fast"? Hell, he's been at it at the pace of a snail ever since, very well knowing that Aziraphale would take a lot of gentle nudging and lunch temptations invitations to agree with the Arrangement.

All Crowley does in that moment in the car is offer Aziraphale a lift, anywhere he wants to go. And yes, that is code their little dance, that is how he shows his love for Aziraphale. But Aziraphale has never before deemed that an issue or seen it as a too-fast progression of their relationship. He even suggests another date himself two seconds later, saying:

A: "Perhaps we could go for a picknick one day. Dine at the Ritz."

So, what, one sentence later he suddenly wants to hit the breaks again? After he literally looked like this the last time Crowley drove (literally way too fast) through burning London?

Nah, I'm not buying it.

Instead, here's what I think Aziraphale really means with this line that changed us all (and I'm sorry, but I'm about to one-up the sadness of the 1862 meeting):

I think Aziraphale is referring to what he thinks is the reason Crowley wants the Holy Water for.

Suicide.

And boy-fucking-howdy, does that change the game.

Because if we assume that Aziraphale, all throughout the one-century-long Holy Water standoff, thought Crowley wanted it as a quick, ahem, Escape From Everything, what I think Aziraphale really means with "You go too fast for me" is this:

To him, Crowley is asking the most cruel deed of him to bring him the one thing that could take Crowley away from Aziraphale for good. For ever. In case things go pear shaped. In case Hell finds out about them and comes after Crowley.

To Aziraphale, Crowley is asking him to load the bullet into his gun for the time it won't be a trick. So he can escape before Hell gets to him.

More devestatingly, I think Aziraphale even understands where that notion comes from. Aziraphale knows how dangerous their relationship is. And Hell does not send rude notes. So, I think after pondering on it for a good millennia, part of him has come to understand why Crowley would want an emergency exit.

Which is absolutely fucking heartbreaking.

Especially because that's not even what Crowley was thinking when he made his request. He truly only wanted it as a defense. But Aziraphale doesn't believe or fully realize that. Aziraphale believes the Holy Water is a suicide pill and to some extent even understands why Crowley might want that.

And yet, despite (wrongly, but well) understanding Crowley's intentions, Aziraphale is still deeply upset and terrified at the thought of Crowley taking his own life should they ever get caught. Which explains his extreme reaction all the way back at their clandestine meeting at St. James' Park.

Aziraphale assuming Crowley's way out of the most pear-shaped situation of them all would be suicide also means that Aziraphale would be the one who'd be ... well, left behind.

He recognises that choosing death over possible eternal punishment is maybe somewhat of an understandable choice. And yet, it's a choice that, to him, Crowley has made without him. Seemingly way before their first talk about it.

Aziraphale thinks Crowley seems to have made up his mind about his escape plan without him in it.

He thinks that if they were caught, Crowley would want some Holy Water around to quickly chug before he would be at Hell's mercy and that would be it.

Crowley would, for the first time ever, really leave. Not just for Alpha Centauri. But actually leave. Escape and run away to a point of no return. For good. Without Aziraphale. To a place where Aziraphale couldn't follow him, no matter how fast he tried to run himself.

It goes a little something like:

"If they found out about us, you would choose to go where I couldn't follow. And you're asking me to pave the road for you to walk there. Without me ever being able to get a say in walking alongside you. You want to go to places where I could never join you. You'd run away without me and I understand why but you didn't even give me a chance to catch up. You go too fast for me, Crowley."

F*ck, man. I think I need to lie down.

Y'know what else that gives new meaning to?

Alright, that's it, I'm out. Enough sad meta-ing for the day. See you all around once I've stopped slipping further into the void, folks. :')

[onyaki]

"such a needy boy"

c. strife

such a needy boy who won't let his needs be met. he's a boxer and you're his doctor. physical therapy, bruises, cuts, gashes, you take care of whatever he asks for. usually he doesn't ask he just barges right into your clinic asking for you to fix him up. one night after one of his matches you notice he doesn't come in. you can clearly see from the stands that he's injured. bruises and a bloody nose, yet he refuses to have you help him by never coming in. but he's too easy to read.

"cloud." you ring his phone, after his coach called to make sure he had come in after his match, as his coach said he seemed unusually distant, seems to have something on his mind.

"why'd you call, you have no reason too." he's just getting out the shower, his hairs wet and a towel wrapped around his waist. he's sore, not supposed to be though he didn't go to physical therapy with you like he was supposed to.

"whaaat, I can't call a patient? im joking. you didn't come in today and your coach called me to make sure if you did and I had to tell him no. you've never missed a day what's wrong?" you tease him and he has a internal reaction, face heating up just slightly, muscles tense just a bit.

"no response? reacting in the way you don't like?" as his doctor you're supposed to study his reactions he's felt like this before and hates the reaction his body gives.

"anyway. come over, you're beat up I need to make sure nothing's broken. your coach will kill me if you come in too hurt tomorrow for practice."

"right now?" he finally says something.

"yes right now. who cares how late it is, don't come to the clinic come to my place. I cleaned up just for you, it's nice over here promise." your place is nice, the tv speakers playing music low, the low hanging lights above you island just dimmed enough to see the counter. the dim accent lights from your room making the entrance to your room visible.

"just come over. I need to examine you, make sure nothing's broken."

"alright." he's already gotten his clothes on, right when you told him he could come over he'd dropped his phone on the bed, putting you on speaker, listening to your voice from afar.

"I'll see you soon cloud."

he shows up at your front door, soaking wet.

"it's raining? and you walked? why didn't you have your driver take you?"

"why? im capable of walking aren't I?"

"you are. you're a boxer capable of many things. I'll get you a change of clothes, feel free to shower I'll get you towel."

"thank you."

"we're doing manners today? you never say thank you." your voice disappearing into the hall as you grab a towel. "what's going on with you today? got something in your mind?" you walk back up to him with a change of clothes, a towel and a rag. "don't smell like ass, I won't examine you like that."

shit, he thought. he's been feeling a little needy all day. he even let himself get beat up during his match. so you had to touch him, you are his doctor, you fix him, bandage him, but there's plenty of other things you could do for him.

"needa get my head out of the gutter." he mumbles to himself.

"hm?" you tease, knowing whatever he just said wasn't for you to hear. "the bathroom is the second door down the hall, I'll be waiting on the couch." cloud walks past you his towel and clothes in hand, and you make your way over to the couch.

--

"done?" he came out with his towel on his head to dry his hair. you get up from the couch, walking towards your kitchen counter.

"yeah."

"sit on the counter."

"why there?"

"it's so much easier to examine you when you're not sitting where I have to work 10 times harder to even look at you. so just sit here. plus id rather be able to talk to you as well rather than just examine you, and talking to you while your on the ground is weird makes me think you're dead," you laugh a bit, and he smiles slightly.

"so, what hurts?" you question before touching.

"nothing."

"if nothing hurts I wouldn't be a doctor. now what hurts."

"my back," he sighs not wanted to admit his pain

"and..?"

"my chest."

"annnndd..?"

"that's it I swear, that's where I mostly I got hit today." he shifts in his spot, fidgeting a bit.

"your match was looked a little, off I guess I don't know how to describe it."

"I let myself get hit."

"you wanted to see me that bad?" you question, teasing a bit. he's quiet. "im joking, don't be cold and take your shirt off,"

he pulls his shirt off and as your about to touch he stops you grabbing your wrist, and pulling you closer to him. "you really don't know why im here, would any of your other patients really come over just to get an examination?"

"I don't know any who would," the two of you almost as close as you can be, your waist pressing on the counter between his legs, you wrist being pulled by cloud, and your faces so close together that you could've kissed him. "but I also don't know any of my patients who are as needy as you are. you don't think ive realized how needy you are whenever you come in? you sit down and you do everything you can to make me be touchy and teasing."

"the whole point was for you to notice." he closes the distance between you and him, touching on your waist, slipping his hands under your shirt to feel some skin.

"such a needy boy." you tease, and he lets go of your wrist, putting both hands on your waist. he leans in, kissing your neck, nipping at the skin. you squirm in his hands, almost asking for more.

"admit it, admit how needy you are."

"I really need to admit it after kissing your neck like that?"

you get close to his ear, grining. "yeah, that's what I want." your voice gets breathy, and he gets touchier. "talk to me, tell me how needy you are."

"hm, i'm not one to just tell you." he says leaning in to kiss your neck. he takes your hands putting them around his neck. as your hands rest he leans in a little more, kissing your neck even more. covering you in bruises just like the ones he has on his chest from his matches. "you look good bruised. we should switch places one day, im sure id be a good doctor"

you attempt to bite back but he hikes up your shirt. "bite down." unfortunately for you, your tough act falls down and you do as he says. with your shirt in your mouth you stuggle to whimper and moan, his cold hands slowly pawing around your body, you look him in the eyes with an annoyed look seeing how much he's teasing you "don't look at me like that, it's not my fault you tease me so much," he whispered.

you let go of your shirt, whimpering a little from his touch. "it is your fault, you're so easy to tease."

"am I still easy to tease as im touching and kissing you all over?"

"a little less easy,"

"yeah? well im about to make it a lot harder." he pushes you off of him, getting down from the counter, tugging you back to him by your wrist, shoving you between him and the ledge of your counter. "don't touch there." you decided it would be a good idea to touch on his bruises, if he's gonna bruise and bite you, might as well return the favor.

"shit–" his voice breathy and his grip on you starting to loosen. "trying to kill me?" a sense of pain shocks him a bit, and an unexpected wave of pleasure. you take your hand palming at his dick. he huffs, his shoulders collapsing into you, his head resting on your shoulders.

"easy to tease, easy to pleas–!" he takes his hands, from your waist, trailing his hands to your cunt.

"if you're gonna be bogus, we'll both have to be a hot mess."

[hotmessmaxpress]

Rosquez Onlyfans AU part 10/?

I have crazy writers block lately but I miss the onlyfans au so I looked through my messages with @motogpnewbie, who is a darling and who constantly talks to me about my silly little ideas. This prompt was her idea:

“Also the academy kids are all gonna at least hear Marc and Vale at the ranch at least once”

Babe you are so right. This one's for you 🤍

Marc and Vale come together hot and heavy, tongues tangling as they make their way up the stairs. They’re trailing dirt behind them, but they can’t find it in them to care. They manage to make it into the bedroom before finally stripping the rest of the way, dropping boots and gloves down to the floor in an unceremonious pile.

“Fuck,” Marc breathes as Vale latches his mouth to his neck. “Vale, fuck,” he repeats. 

They’re both sweaty and filthy but they’re also desperate. Marc had pulled a move on Vale on the track that was so fucking sexy to the both of them that it’s surprising they managed to turn their bikes off and make it inside before jumping each other.

Vale sucks a mark at the junction of Marc’s neck and jaw, and Marc moans. He brings a hand up to his mouth to muffle the noise.

“No, no, baby,” Vale says, disappointed. He pulls away to take Marc’s hand away from his mouth. “Don’t make yourself quiet. I want to hear you. Let me hear how well I fuck you.”

Marc whimpers. 

“Please, Vale. Please.”

Vale grins. 

“I’ll take care of you, baby.”

He manhandles Marc to the bed, and Marc rolls himself into his hands and knees and arches his back. Vale groans, running a hand from Marc’s ass all the way down to his neck. 

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Marc. Look at you,” he breathes. He follows the path of his hand with his mouth, licking at the sweaty dips in Marc’s back and placing a gentle bite on the back of his neck. 

Marc whines.

“Please, fuck me,” he begs. 

Vale chuckles. “You’re asking so nicely,” he points out. “I’ll be right back.”

He disappears for only a minute or two, clearly hunting down the lube, and Marc relaxes in his position. 

When Vale returns, he sets right to work at fingering Marc open, and Marc loses himself in the sensation. He rocks back against Vale’s fingers and moans, obeying Vale’s request to let him hear him. Vale kisses the base of his spine as he makes quick work of stretching Marc. 

When Vale withdraws his fingers, Marc’s heart speeds up with the anticipation of having Vale’s cock inside him. 

He drops himself to his elbows, resting his face on his folded arms and moaning into them as Vale slides his cock into Marc’s hole. 

“That’s it,” Vale encourages, bottoming out. “There you go.”

He starts slow and deep, rolling his hips and fucking into him hard. Each thrust punches a little noise out of Marc, and it spurs Vale on. 

He starts fucking him faster, leaning over his body and gripping his hips as he drives into him. 

“That’s it, baby,” he encourages. 

“Vale,” Marc moans. 

They know they aren’t going to last; they’re both too keyed up and horny. They need it quick and dirty, and as Vale pounds into him they get closer and closer to orgasm. 

“Vale, please,” Marc begs.

Vale reaches a hand around and grips Marc’s cock, and he can feel the way he tenses up with the stimulation. His abs flex, and he knows Marc is close.

“That’s it, come for me, Marc,” he goads. “That’s it, baby.”

Marc comes in ropes across the mattress, whining into his arms as he does. 

His hole flexes around Vale’s cock, and Vale pounds into him only a few more times before bottoming out one last time and filling Marc’s hole. 

Marc moans as Vale empties himself inside the smaller man. 

They both breathe together for a minute, chests heaving, before Vale pulls out and plops down next to him on the bed. Marc climbs on top of him to avoid laying on the wet spot, and he tucks his face against Vale’s neck. 

“We’re going to have to go back downstairs for clothes and a shower.”

Vale groans. 

“Fuck. I forgot about that.”

Marc nuzzles against him. 

“You should go get clothes for both of us.”

Vale rolls his eyes up to the ceiling. 

“Fine.”

Vale is stark naked in the dressing room, grabbing clothes for himself and Marc, when Bezz walks in. 

Bezz lets out an impressive string of curse words, and Vale assumes the local priest’s ears must be burning with the length and volume of cursing. 

He grabs his boxers and throws them on, but it’s too late and Bezz has ducked out of the room. Vale finishes dressing himself and grabs Marc’s clothes. He drops them off with Marc, warning him that Bezz has apparently been scarred by seeing his dick and will probably be a little sensitive.. 

Then he heads back downstairs to check on Bezz, finding him ranting. 

“---it’s bad enough we had to HEAR THEM, with all their yelling and moaning, but then he didn’t have clothes on. He was naked, Celestino! Naked!”

“At least it wasn’t Marc you saw naked,” Vale hears Celin add helpfully. 

Judging by the noise that follows, Marco must have fainted at the thought.

[chinashio16]

Stay With Me is a censored BL

Honestly speaking I’m flabbergasted by the fact that viewers still question whether Stay With Me is just a bromance or a BL.

I’m not even gonna talk about previous episodes in which it was already pretty obvious in my opinion with all the subtext (and even if it wasn’t Wu Bi’s “Su You is mine!” should have done the job) but okay, even if we ignore all of these...

Episode 13 has done it. This episode confirmed that it’s a BL. And you can’t even question it anymore. 

Exhibit A:

Su Yu dug up the box from episode 9 in which all three of them (Wu Bi, Su Yu and Duo) put in papers or “letters” with their own wish. They agreed to wait 10 years to open it together.

Whoever digs up the box first is a puppy. Su Yu couldn’t wait that long though. He had to know what Wu Bi wrote in his letter.

He reads Wu Bi’s letter and he is very pleased about what he finds out.

By reading the letter he figured everything out. How? I’m pretty sure Wu Bi’s letter mentioned something about the fact that he’s in love with Su Yu or at least that he is in love. When they were writing the letters Su Yu’s ex wasn’t even in the picture so even if Wu Bi didn’t explicitly mention Su Yu’s name in the letter Su Yu should be smart enough to suspect that he’s the one Wu Bi is in love with. 

Exhibit B:

Su Yu’s ex wants to know why he’s cold towards her and why he’s trying to get rid of her asking if it’s because Wu Bi likes her. Su Yu confirms that it’s because Wu Bi likes her (altho at this point Su Yu definitely knows that Wu Bi doesn’t like her but he’s tired of her and he wants to get rid of her without having to explain any further).

The ex thinks that Su Yu is upset because he thinks that she likes Wu Bi back. So she tells him she doesn’t like Wu Bi back. 

But Su Yu says he doesn’t give a flying fuck whether his ex likes Wu Bi. 

There is only one reason why Wu Bi liking the ex bothers Su Yu but why Su Yu doesn’t give a damn whether the ex likes Wu Bi.

The girl doesn’t get this. (I guess the rainbow colours didn’t flash in her mind yet and won’t for a very long time.)

The ex says there is no way Su Yu doesn’t like her (oh my god, the amount of self-confidence she has!) since Su Yu punched Wu Bi “for her”.

But Su Yu easily explains to his ex that he punched Wu Bi “for himself”. 

Why? Because he was jealous. But he wasn’t jealous of the person the ex thinks.

If it still didn’t translate well I’ll explain: 

Su Yu was jealous about the possibility of Wu Bi being in love with his ex. That’s why he punched Wu Bi. Because they (Wu Bi and Su Yu’s ex) stood so close to each other in episode 12 and Su Yu thought the ex was telling the truth about Wu Bi liking her. 

But Su Yu doesn’t have any feelings for his ex. He said so in previous episodes and said so again in this one. 

A bit harsh but Su Yu needed to say it out loud like this. The girl just couldn’t get the hint. 

Su Yu also explain that she helped him “see his own heart clearly”. 

Meaning: Thanks to her intervening he finally understands that Wu Bi likes him (and that Su Yu likes Wu Bi).

Exhibit C:

Su Yu goes to see Wu Bi who tries to explain the entire situation to Su Yu but it doesn’t matter to Su Yu. Why? Because he doesn’t care about the ex. He knows that Wu Bi doesn’t like her, that Wu Bi likes him and that’s enough for him. Nothing else matters.

Su Yu is also finally clear with Wu Bi about his feelings for his ex.

Now all cards are on the table. 

They’re not talking about the lies of the ex. Su Yu already established that he doesn’t care about any of it. They’re talking about something else here.

Wu Bi leaning in and asking how he figured it out is also pretty telling. The cat’s out of bag. 

They’re talking about Wu Bi’s feelings for Su Yu.

Now Su Yu’s is also trying to save his face. He doesn’t want to admit he was so desperate that he decided to dig up the box to find out what Wu Bi wrote in his letter. 

So he just focuses on the fact that Wu Bi did tell Duo about his love struggles and he figured the rest out. 

Honestly speaking no matter how you look at this scene, it reads as romantic with the music in the background, the lighting around them, Wu Bi leaning in more and more... and it’s that way on purpose. It is a romantic scene because the main characters finally confirmed their feelings for each other. Now, to be exact, Su Yu wasn’t as clear to Wu Bi about his feelings for Wu Bi but he told Wu Bi that he figured out Wu Bi likes him and therefore he doesn’t care about the ex anymore. It should read as “i don’t care about her because you like me and I like you too”

I truly do not need a tv show site to tell me if something is a BL and I truly do not need a kiss scene between characters when we know that the show is heavily censored for certain reasons. All I need is to watch the show. Even if the heavy subtext isn’t enough for you the text and everything that was said in episode 13 should have done the job. 

Bonus:

I think Su Yu wrote something in Wu Bi’s letter and I truly wonder what it is ( In my opinion he confirmed his feelings for Wu Bi in whatever he added to the letter). But I’m sure we’ll find out later on what it was.

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earthbound old man tier list

S Tier: Doctor Andonuts. idc what anyone says, he is a fascinating bewilderful tragic morally dubious rubiks cube of a character, and if i think about him for longer than 10 seconds i get so emo i wanna dye my hair black and run away into the woods. he is also very funny. i would squash him like putty.

A Tier: Wess. mother 3 wouldn't be mother 3 without Wess and i'm not kidding. i love how he is written as both a terrifying abusive father and also a genuinely wise antifa ally, the duality of humanity or whatever. a bunch of his lines still give me chills to this day. especially [ this one ]

Leder as well. absolute fucking real one. imagine taking a vow of silence for the rest of your life to protect your beloved community, none of whom even can remember the sacrifices you've made for them, singlehandedly bearing a lifetime of unfathomable trauma to spare them theirs. he is atlas with the planet earth on his shoulders. yet another character who turns my brains into spaghetti-os.

B Tier: George is one of the most intriguing characters in the series. Boy, I wish Itoi took the time to actually Write him!!! so many questions, so little canon material, but my imagination does drive me a bit to madness with this guy I fear.

C Tier: the fuck do you mean Geldegarde Monotoli was super wicked evil under Giygas' influence, kidnapped Paula, took over Cartoon New York with sheer capitalist ruthlessness - then as soon as you break the Mani Mani statue he's like -tiny bichon frise sneeze- "ouuugghhh goodness gracious i'm so sorry, i don't know what came over me, i am so harmless and frail and made of pudding also" -little pekingese cough- and Paula is like "don't worry ness 👧 he was just a sweet old man all along lol!!!" nvm it's pretty funny actually

Grandpa Alec goes in C Tier too. imo he's well written in chapter 1. his reaction to grief feels really off-kilter in a strangely human & believable way, like?? he is snapping at Lucas and immediately feeling remorse, cracking jokes to try and assure Flint (and himself) everything is ok when it clearly isn't, kooky silly and also unsettling at the same time. i think people forget that he's also a messy clumsy maladjusted grieving dad, just like Flint. but after chapter 1 he kinda falls off, doesn't have much interesting to say or add to the story. i find myself kinda wishing Lucas had a closer relationship to his grandpa implied post-timeskip… oh well.

is Jonel old? his sprite doesn't look ancient but considering his attitude & his adult kids I imagine him to be in his 60's probably. i like that he's a bit of an asshole, and his moment at the prayer sanctuary implies a religious aspect to the village that's super intriguing… iirc he has a line all the way in New Pork where he trash talks Flint for still holding out hope & tryin to find Claus, and it's like?? damn, Jonel, a cunt to the bitter end!! gotta love that.

likewise Mayor Pusher is one of those Tazmily villagers who really highlights how fake & callous some of these people can be. i love the part toward the end of chapter 7 where he blabbers about how much he hates this hick town and he's so eager to leave already, and when he catches Lucas eavesdropping iirc he's rude as ever to him. what a douchebag! no wonder his son is so depressed ❤️

Nippolyte is a benign real one and I like him, even though there's not much to him.

wish Scamp did or said literally anything of note before dying. oh well

D Tier: yeah fuck Mr. Carpainter though. i don't believe for a second he was solely driven to become a cult leader by alien brainwashing alone, dude's gonna be on some MLM shit within a year mark my words

??? Tier: i don't consider Mother 3 Porky an old man, i consider him Very a forever thirteen year old trapped in a sickly grotesque disproportionaltely aging body. but if you do consider him an old man, he's in the stratosphere tier blowing up the moon

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Before He Cheats | Chapter 7 | Duff Mckagan x Reader

Word count: 1395

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Warning: Warning: Sex scene… again, sorry and I hate adding that stupid duck park scene–

12:00 AM

It was very late at night. (Y/N) was still lying on the living room couch, watching something on TV. She hasn’t gotten up from the couch except to go to the bathroom and get a water bottle. (Y/N) was struggling to sleep, her argument with Slash still haunting her thoughts and keeping her awake at night. Since she couldn’t sleep, she decided to go through her messages on her phone and text Duff. She texted: Duff, I had a great time with you today. I want to spend more time with you. I miss you having you around and I love you.

Immediately after (Y/N) sent that text, he put her phone on the coffee table.

“He probably won’t respond.” (Y/N) thought to herself. Her phone went off as she continued to watch TV for a couple of minutes. She was wrong, Duff did respond to her text saying, “I love you too, darling <3.” (Y/N) had a smile on her face, tears running down her face. She couldn’t express how happy she was that Duff liked her back. She was struggling and Duff was there for her the entire time, even when they stopped talking for a long time.

10:00 AM

For 2 weeks straight, Claire was wondering why she was throwing up and suddenly acting emotional. She thought it was her period but he hadn’t got her period this month. What else could it be?

Claire was trying to make an egg salad in the kitchen. She kept messing up the salad and making a mess. She ended up throwing the ranch bottle on the floor. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Every little thing is making her more and more mad. Claire opened the door, Slash was at the door.

“Are you okay?” Slash asked, his voice filled with concern. Claire didn’t answer him back and turned her head to the side. “You have been acting weird–”

“I have not been acting weird, you dick!” Claire yelled at him as Slash wiped his mouth off. He could have felt her spit on him from the yelling. “C-Can I come inside, dear?” Slash asked.

“Whatever.” Claire walked back into her house.

Slash sat on the couch, watching a horror movie, while waiting for Claire to come back from whatever she was doing back there. “Come on, Claire.” He muttered to himself, clearly impatient. Finally, Claire emerged from her room

She sat next to Slash with a disappointed look on her face. She kept picking at her clothes, it's clear that she was nervous to say whatever she was going to say. “I’m pregnant,” Claire said nonchalantly. Slash’s eyes widened in shock when Claire announced her pregnancy to him He was in disbelief. “Fuck.” Slash facepalmed meanwhile, Claire was so devastated about this news. “W-We shouldn’t had sex in that c-car…” Claire’s voice filled with regret as she started to cry. Slash immediately held her close to his chest. “It’s okay. We’ll figure something out.” Slash kissed her on the forehead.

2:00 PM, At (Y/N)’s job

(Y/N) was behind the cashier. (Y/N) was getting tired of dealing with a lot of annoying customers, wishing they could just read the signs sometimes.

Izzy steps inside the store with a non-expressive look on his face. He’s wearing a black jacket and jeans. His eyes landed on (Y/N), taking in her awful state of being. (Y/N) looked back at him with a forced smile and said, “Hey, Izzy.” Izzy heard her and walked up to her.

“It’s annoying to deal with Axl sometimes.” Izzy groaned. Izzy looked around to see if anyone was listening to their conversation.

“Anyways, how are you doing?” Izzy asked her as he leaned toward her. (Y/N) stepped back from Izzy, feeling a little awkward.

“I found out that Slash… is cheating on me with Claire.” (Y/N) said, looking away from Izzy, trying to not cry. Izzy let out an angry sigh at the word, Slash.

Izzy put his hand on her shoulder, comforting her. “You deserve better,” Izzy said, rubbing her shoulder.

(Y/N) turned around to face Izzy. Tears were running down her face. “Well… me and Duff finally hang out with each other and… I told him I love him.” (Y/N) sniffled.

“What should I do, Izzy?” (Y/N) asked as she wiped her tears from her face.

“J-Just follow your heart.” Izzy smiled.

It's been an hour later. (Y/N) was still doing her job while thinking about what to do.

As she gave a customer a bag, she looked at a couple who are shopping in the store. The couple looked so happy to be with each other and helping each other out in the store.

(Y/N) couldn’t help but smile at their wholesomeness, thinking that could be Duff and her. Now she knows what she’s going to do. She’s leaving Slash and dating Duff. Why would she stay with a guy who cheats on her and lies to her constantly?

The next day, at the duck park

Slash is feeding the ducks bread when Claire keeps telling him not to. But Claire decided to leave it alone by crossing her arms in anger. “I’m gonna get a snack from the car, Slash,” Claire said as she started to walk back to the car. “Okay,” Slash responded.

Claire leaned against Slash’s car. She took off her shoe to get the pebble out of her shoe by shaking it.

She glanced up to find Axl gazing at her with a seductive look. Now she’s even angrier.

“Hey, darling.” Axl winked at her, smiling. There was so much anger inside Claire but her being

“Stop trying to flirt with me,” Claire said as she put her shoe back on and put her hands back on her stomach. Claire looked at Axl and rolled her eyes at him, saying, “Slash satisfies me in bed already. I don’t need–” Claire stopped talking when she realized that she fucked up. She was pretty done for. “H-Hey! You didn’t hear anything!” Claire yelled at him. “I’m not deaf, darling. I heard everything.” Axl said to her in a teasing tone.

“See you later.” Axl walked away from Claire. “All of this anger is not good for the… child,” Claire muttered. Unfortunately for her, Axl did hear what she said.

2:00 PM, At Duff’s house

Duff was sitting on the living room couch, his legs spread apart.

(Y/N) was kneeling between Duff’s legs, sucking his cock, her tongue swirling around the head taking him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She looks up at him occasionally, her face with desire and anticipation.

Duff

(Y/N) pull her mouth off his cock and she chuckled. She started to stroke Duff’s cock. “I miss… this. You know?” She said as she stroked his cock a little.

Suddenly, she stops stroking Duff’s cock and goes down the floor. She slowly spread her legs while looking at him with a smile. She had a twinkle in her eyes and excitement in her breathing.

“Put it in.” She told him in a soft seductive tone.

Duff positioned myself between (Y/N) legs as she wrapped her legs around him. His cock was throbbing with need, begging to take her.

He hesitated, staring at her a bit before slowly pushing inside her. “This feels so nice…” She moaned. With a grunt, Duff began thrusting into her slow and deep.

“I-It does…” Duff said as he hold her legs in place. “You’re so tight.” Duff groaned.

(Y/N) kept moaning with every thrust, bringing closer and closer her to the edge.

The room were filled with Duff’s grunts and (Y/N)’s moans. Duff’s thrusts were getting faster and rougher, indicating he was close to climax

He was leaning to closer to her and (Y/N) wrapped her arms around Duff, pulling him closer.

“I-I’m cumming.” With one last thrust, Duff cums inside her. (Y/N)’s eyes widened as she felt Duff’s thick cum filling her up. It was hot and sticky, seeping deep inside of her. After he finished, Duff layed on top of her, heavily breathing. “I-I love you…” Duff whispered in her ear. “Y-You… too.” (Y/N) panted, her words coming out between breaths.

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Noragami reread: Volume 25, 26 & 27 thoughts

The last of the reread thoughts. Until the next reread (I'll still use the same tag!), and see you with the release of the final chapter shortly. Until then, I'll be mostly off the grid.

Volume 25 is...absolutely brutal. It starts right off with Yuka clearly seeing Hiyori as similar to her mother (aka someone who smiled her way through problems), then we get a flashback of Yukine's father finding the letters and ripping them up in front of him. The most chilling part is that he said he knew all along what was in them, but Yukine isn't even listening. And then there's the page of sound effects followed by an unsettling silence. I just. ANOTHER TOP 10 MOST GUTTING MOMENTS OF NORAGAMI. (Maybe I will actually compile a list.)

Nora goes back to trash dad because even though she's figured out he's full of shit, she still craves the love of a parent--she wasn't ever alive long enough to have it, so that yearning will never go away. So when he calls for her with a fake apology, she's never heard that from him before and believes him, and gets swept up in the moment of working as they used to. But the illusion is broken, and that's why she eventually turns on him.

Yato's struggle to get Yukine back contrasts beautifully with trash dad's backstory--a story about how the world is mean, and cruel, and you have to fight to survive because everyone's just in it for themselves. Trash dad is projecting his anger onto Yukine because he never had a father figure to look up to, but Yukine does now--Yato.

Yukine realizes this in what is still probably the most beautiful scene in the manga (although him asking Yato about him being buried is tied). I cried so many tears over this, and I will continue to do so.

Trash dad in Yomi with Izanami is a super interesting scene because of how casual she is with him. She sits with him a while, seemingly never pressures him to dine with her, and willingly tells him all about shinki and ayakashi while asking him about his own past. At the end of this, he steals the brush from her and escapes. When we see Izanami in the current story where Yato and Ebisu encounter her, she's desperate for a friend and keeps pushing food on them. So my guess is that back then, she was a lot more hospitable (or maybe just because she knew humans aren't allowed to leave Yomi), but him stealing from her and escaping caused her to become even more lonely and distrustful.

Likewise, what Father says about the brush naming shinki is very interesting too. The law of Yomi supercedes the law of heaven as far as spirits are concerned, because she was the first person to try naming ayakashi. Since Hagusa and Mizuchi were both named as corrupted spirits, the names bestowed by the brush can't be removed by Amaterasu. Could Izanami remove them? Probably.

That makes me wonder if, in the final chapter, because the brush is destroyed they will lose those names. It doesn't really matter, though, because (a) Yukine already made the choice to become a stray. That won't change. Same with Mizuchi, even if she'd personally gone around and begged every god to release her. But (b) both of them were pushed into this choice by a master manipulator, one who is dead and won't be able to control them anymore. And (c) Yukine, at least, has found his forever master. Mizuchi is...a little lost in that regard, but I'm hoping the fan theory that Kofuku names her comes true.

Not a lot from volumes 26 and 27, but I didn't notice before that trash dad separated himself from Fujisaki so he woke up, but how did his lifeline to Father get cut? I assume they'll explain it in the last chapter--maybe Yato stopped by? He's unable to talk super well (probably because he's feeling some of the effects of decapitation) but he would still remember the name...but that also fades as he talks to the police.

Side note, I love that his birth date is omitted in his student ID. The month and date, not just the year. Adachitoka said NO celebrating Fujisaki's birthday for you.

Now that I'm not distressed and angry about the Hiyori shinki thing (because I know it was reversed), I want to comment that I wish she had said, like, a single word while she was a shinki. Wondering where she is, or who that girl's body is, or something. I do just wish this whole business hadn't happened in the first place, but it is what it is. Since it was undone, it's not a dealbreaker.

As for my other ending hangups--I think Yukine's father won't have his fate mentioned, or maybe just a quick mention that he's dead. There's a point in Yukine's Hagusa arc where he decides his father isn't worth his time, basically, and the official translation talks about forgiveness. But it's not really forgiveness, it's just accepting that getting revenge won't do anything now.

Still kind of wish Hiyori and Bishamon had had more to do in the final arc, still think it's a bit funny that the gods started slaughtering humans only for them to go back to normal like 10 minutes later, don't really care that much though. As long as the trio stays alive and trash dad stays dead, I'll take it.

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Crazy Hup AoR comic theory

Spoilers for AoR comic of Hup:

At the very end, Barfinnious begins to tell the story of Deet and Hup/presumably the resistance. Specifically he says “another place another time” and then were shown Deet and Hup meeting for the first time from the show. We know this because of Deet saying “I used to get along with animals” which in the show is word for word what she said. I feel this can have some crazy implications lore wise:

A. Bar was watching Hup/Deet and was meant to later be introduced to the show as a parental stand in for losing Ordon and Mayrin. He clearly tells Hup/Deet meeting right so it’s possible he didn’t want to reveal himself till later with the arathim right there. The age makes sense and I could see him being a very good contrast to Rian’s previous unhealthy relationship of looking up to Ordon, probably Seladon/Brea with Mayrin as well.

B. This is the most unhinged but what if this implies Bar made up age of resistance. I know this would make soooo many mad, but when you look at it, Rian escaping from the castle was a god damn miracle. Even the stuff as small as Deet sneaking into Ha’rar seems far stretched, not to mention Rian allying them with the freaking arathim. Some more evidence which could make this plausible is that notice he’s telling the story to children, not adults like we see him doing previously. Yeah, one of them has a mother, but it’s still possible AoR could be a story of hope for the kids while they’re all in hiding because of the draining and Bar is trying to give them hope. The win at stone-in-the-wood in ep 10 would certainly make them more optimistic and knowing Rian is “fighting off the skeksis” could comfort them. Again, I may post this on Reddit and it’s sure to get hate, but decisions like gelfling willingly dreamfasting with Rian makes much more sense, as does the idea of killing the Skeksis off was off the table to make Rian seem more noble.

C. Alternate universe. This one seems the most unlikely but maybe it’s actually a different timeline Bar saw somehow through talking to Aughra or other means. I certainly wouldn’t put it past him to be in league with Sifa as he’s a very good con artist. So he saw the AoR timeline, made modifications to add someone he used to know, and came up with a good story for the kids. I mean in the opening we saw he ripped his old story off of Ordon (the whole destroying the arthim part). This wouldn’t be out of character at all.

I don’t think any of these are right at all. I just thought it’d be cool to share some ideas. Feel free to tell me how crazy this all is but I honestly think he could’ve been in the show at one point and I would’ve loved to see his puppet talk to the others.

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A Sad Prayer

A/N: Top 10 Favorite Video Games

pairing: Cullen Rutherford x Reader

warnings: Religion I guess

w/c: 679 (sorry, it’s on the shorter side)

Prompt: On the even of battle, you find Cullen in a prayer. You both fear for what may come. 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------While you were the Inquisitor you were not super religious. Sure, you prayed once and a while to The Maker and Andraste but not much more. It was curious how you fell in love with a former templar. Cullen understood your stance and he had fallen out himself. You'd never seen him pray but it was understandable given all that you have seen. 

You knew the battle with Corypheus was soon, and you were terrified. Cullen could tell not that he would mention that to you.  There was nothing that could make you not fear what was to come. He could feel how you trembled and he was quick to take you in his arms as he soothed you whenever you needed it. This was the final fight. 

You were looking for Cullen. He was supposed to give you a report on the status of the troops for the upcoming battle.  

“Commander! Are you here?” Your voice echoed through the empty office.  You waited for the response but none came.  You tried calling again but still no reply. Where could he have gone? You took your time walking around the camp, making sure you didn't miss anything. Everything seemed normal. No one was hurt or in pain. That's good, right? Then there was Cullen? If he wasn't patrolling or training the troops he was normally in his office. 

You decided to continue to walk around until you noticed someone left the door open to the small praying room near the gardens. You gazed in to see all the candles lit around the statue of Andraste and said a silent prayer to himself. It was a Templar prayer, one that you had never heard him say before. 

Slowly, you walked into the small room, "A prayer for you?"  you asked quietly. You saw him turn around slowly, the candlelight shining through his armor and giving you enough light to see clearly that it was Cullen. His head hung down, not meeting your eyes, and his hand held tightly together. 

"A prayer for those we have lost... And those I am afraid to lose."  His voice cracked.

Without thinking, you moved closer, your fingers brushing his back, trying to comfort him. When he finally lifted his head your heart broke. Cullen looked absolutely exhausted. His skin had a pale gray hue and his hair was unkempt and greasy.

"You're afraid?" 

"Of course I am! If Corypheus possessed that grey warden, what more is he capable of? It's only a matter of time before he retaliates." He then swiftly began to stand. "We must draw strength wherever we can." 

He turned back to face you, "When the time comes, you will be thrown into his path again."  His eyes were full of emotion and his voice became more and more strained, wavering as he stated his fears. "Andraste preserves me, I must send you to him.

"What if I can't?" You weren't expecting your hands to tremble this badly, "Cullen, If I don't..."  you stopped talking when you felt another pair of hands gently cupping your cheek to make your eyes look into his. 

"Maker, no." He whispered before pulling you close into an embrace "Whatever happens, you will come back." That sentence brought tears to your eyes because you couldn't help but think if Cullen would survive losing you. Not today. Not now. No. You wouldn't let them win. You would not leave Cullen behind in this life. 

You wrapped your arms around him and leaned into him. Cullen was warm and soft, and safe. You felt so calm and protected by him. 

"Cullen, I love you."  The words slipped from your mouth without your permission. Cullen pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, "I do as well."  Then he softly placed a kiss on your lips. The kiss was sweet, short, sweet, and tender, but the sparks it set off burned like hellfire.  When he pulled away he smiled at you, "If anything should happen to either of us, we shall find each other in the next."

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WiJ 2023 - 24: Earth (1/10)

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As I mentioned, these are basically snapshots of the first draft, so forgive me for being a little messy and unpolished ^-^'

Can't edit what isn't written after all ;)

Anyways, this is the first segment I actually wrote, so, have fun future me lmao

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CONTENT and WARNINGS: Nonhuman whumpee, collapse and fainting, Cole getting squicked out by gills

wc: ~1k

“Thank you for meeting me,” Cole said, turning up his collar against a chilly bluster and burrowing further into his scarf. All he could think of was how silly he must’ve looked, all balled up because of a little breeze. “I know it’s not easy for you to come so far, but I thought you could... do with a break. You seemed quite stressed when I saw you last,” he added. Somehow, the shadows under those tired blue eyes seemed deeper than they were when he’d seen him last, as if he’d been unable to bask.

Unbothered by the sudden drop in temperature, Pete hummed a plain response. It was more of an acknowledgement than anything, and not a talkative one. Slightly prickly, even.

Cole tried to meet Pete’s eyes to gauge what the young man was thinking as they slowly walked through the city, but his downcast gaze never stayed still; when his eyes weren’t clearly tracking the people exiting various shops, they flitted over openings and gaps, puddles, and over his shoulders.

Cole hesitated before speaking again, “Let’s get going before the weather turns, maybe we can find something to eat, my shout.”

Pete hummed again.

Ensuring his concerned gaze didn’t linger and give him away, Cole fell into step behind Pete, matching his pace but allowing him to lead, ensuring that he watched Pete’s back more than he accommodated him; he knew how quickly the young belunae’s mood could turn when he thought he was being coddled, or hadn’t the patience to ignore it.

Cole understood that feeling far too well; adjusting to having someone look out for him after years of isolation was difficult at best, and at worst... it could feel suffocating and infantilising, and when that happened, how easy it was to keep those walls built high.

An ache throbbed in Cole’s heart.

Pete is so close to having someone, he thought, that nice friend of his, Timmothey Paige. He’s a good kid, he tries to be there as much as he can, he’s trying a lot harder than anyone else, but Pete needs to open up, he can’t keep isolating himself.

Cole’s thoughts wandered from there as he took in the details of their surrounds; Wasn’t he the one who offered to accompany Pete each moon...? Was he there the last moon?

Before Cole could react, Pete suddenly stumbled forward. His boot caught on an uprooted paver, and when as he tried to steady himself, his cane slipped from under him, and his leg gave way before Cole could catch him.

“Shit—!" Cole exclaimed, kneeling and offering his arm to Pete who laid braced on the ground, biting back cries with pained gasps. “Are you hurt?”

Pete’s eyes cracked open and fixed Cole with a cold, hostile glare, “Of—of c-course,” he ground out, refusing his help, “but n-not—not worse. I’m f-f-fine.”

He stood, a pang of guilt settling in his stomach. He knew better than to badger, but he still felt awful for making the Pete slowly regain his footing himself. To make matters worse, a car flew by, ignorant of the dip where the previous night’s rain had been pooling, splashing everything in its wake, including Pete, who still knelt on the ground.

Shit!

Pete’s eyes widened and his lips parted breathlessly.

As much as he tried to hide it, Cole knew he couldn’t breathe and urgently needed privacy to recover, but when he tried to offer his arm again for Pete to lean on, Pete took it to haul himself to his feet and clumsily pull away, only to hit a wall and slide until his body leaned against a decorative pillar.

“Hey, hey, let me help,” Cole said, moving to subtly block any prying eyes.

Pete’s chest heaved but moved no air, and the hostility in his eyes morphed into fear. He shook his head, unable to voice the words he mouthed; don’t want—!

“Pete. Your scarf is drenched. You need to get it off right now if you don’t want to shift,” Cole murmured urgently. “You can have mine, just let me help, please.”

Finally, even as his eyes started drooping, the young man saw sense and with a small nod, allowed Cole to work quickly, unravelling the knots of both scarves as he gulped air down and fruitlessly forced it through his gills once they were free from the weight of the completely drenched wool.

It was a truly unnerving sight. Cole dragged his gaze away, but even as he focused on gently re-wrapping his own warm, dry scarf around Pete’s neck, the bright red of his gills’ filaments were never out of sight.

A short, sickening gasp followed by quick, shallow coughs brought Cole back to his senses.

Pete tried to position himself to stand, still gulping the air.

“Hey—Pete please wait, damnit,” Cole started, but Pete slumped into Cole’s chest and his eyes fell shut; his initial hesitancy finally took its toll.

Cole, unprepared for the sudden weight managed to wrap a protective arm around Pete’s limp body to stop him from falling, and catch himself before he hit the ground too.

Powers— Cole panicked.

A second ticked by, and still no breath.

Shit—

Another—

Shallow rasps sounded, and short coughs wracked Pete’s frail body.

Relief flooded Cole’s body; Pete was breathing again, he was still alive. The process was frightening to witness, and Cole didn’t want to know how terrifying it would be to suffer it regularly.

Not being able to breathe was—

No.

 Cole shut that memory down the instant it surfaced.

Pete groaned weakly and coughed, but made no move to push Cole away.

Taken aback but unwilling to disturb the strange peace, Cole swallowed and kept perfectly still, as if a shy kitten had rested its head on his hand.

“We’d better find some place to rest,” he murmured.

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7&ME - Chapter 30 - Happy

Pairing: OT7 x F!Reader

Genre: fluff, smut, idol AU, straight, bisexual, gay, threesome

Wordcount: 1344

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Summary: Miracles do happen! Somehow you've finally managed to secure a job at a big company! Even though it'll be a 24/7 job, they promised you a fat paycheck, so you don't care what the job is... But what if the job is managing 7 grown men? Seven men who all have needs...

Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), dirty talk, gay sex, threesome sex, bisexual sex, implied masturbation, this is super vanilla compared to most of my stories, let me know what I missed.

Y O U R   P E R S P E C T I V E

I opened my eyes. For a second I was extremely confused and disoriented.

There was a face close to me. Their eyes were shut. The person was still asleep. I could feel something around my waist. An arm. My back was warm. It was pressed into someone's body. Someone was holding me tightly.

I blinked. The sleeping face of Jungkook sharpened.

Flashbacks of last night came back to me.

So it hadn't been a dream.

And then the person who was holding me must be Taehyung. I didn't dare to turn to see him as I didn't want to wake him.

Instead, I studied Jungkook's face. His perfect glowy skin. His cute nose. His long dark eyelashes. Just like all the other guys, he was beautiful.

A sound came from the door and I looked up startled.

'JK I've got...' someone's voice spoke, as the door opened. Yoongi walked into the room rubbing his eye but stopped immediately as he saw me.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

'Well, well well,' he said loudly, grinning. The two men stirred beside me, waking up from Yoongi's words. More noise came from the door and Hobi stuck his face around the corner, wanting to see what to fuss was about.

Hobi instantly started laughing.

Jungkook and Taehyung sat up slowly, rubbing their eyes and pushing their hands through their hair as to wake up. I tried to hide slightly behind the blankets.

'What's going on?' a voice said from the hallway. It was Namjoon followed by Jimin who was also curious to see what the fuss was about.

They both looked from Taehyung to Jungkook and then to me. Surprise clearly visible on their face.

'Wild night boys?' Yoongi asked grinning and putting his arms over each other.

'Not more than usual,' Taehyung answered, shrugging and yawning.

Apparently, getting caught with both me and Jungkook in one bed didn't phase him.

'Well, maybe a little more than usual,' Taehyung said smirking at me. I could feel my face turn red and quickly looked down.

The boys standing at the entrance walked into the room and either sat on the bed or leaned against it. I could feel their eyes on me, waiting for me to say something.

When I didn't, Jimin finally asked;

'How was your night y/n?' His tone was slightly teasing but filled with curiosity.

'Come on guys, give her a break,' Jungkook said. He took my arm and pulled me into his lap, his arms protectively around me. I could feel his chin resting on the top of my head.

'So it was the three of you?' Namjoon asked incredulously.

'Oh yeah baby,' Teahyung said mid-yawn as he stretched himself out. I looked at him. Taehyung didn't at all seem embarrassed to share his sex life with the others. Even more, it seemed normal. Like they were talking about the weather.

'So... How did it go?' Yoongi asked interested.

'Well,' Taehyung said, standing up and stretching his arms. He looked at me and grinned. It was a reassuring grin. A smile to tell me it was going to be okay. I didn't have to be scared. All was well.

'I think it's safe to say that she knows now,' he finished his sentence.

For a moment the room was deadly silent.

She knows...

Then it dawned on me.

The way they had so easily gone together last night. Clearly, it had not been their first time. Not even their second or third...

They had done those kinds of things often.

I finally looked up. The boys were watching me intently.

'Do all of you...?' I asked slowly, the curiosity inside me craving the answer. No one said anything for a second.

'Hell yeah,' Hobi said suddenly cheerful. I looked over at him in surprise. He smiled broadly, his shining smile.

'Well, some more than others,' Namjoon said, scratching the back of his head and giving a meaningful look at Jimin.

Jimin simply shrugged

'I second that,' Yoongi said, raising his hand like it was a vote.

'Oh shut up Yoongi, who was it that needed me last night? Let me think...' Jimin said pouting in a "thinking" like manner.

'Only because Y/N was already taken, otherwise I would've definitely asked her instead,' Yoongi said scowling, but winking at me.

The dawning realization finally came to me.

So they all fucked each other.

When I thought about it, honestly it made sense.  

I looked around the room.

They all seemed quite okay with it.

With everything.

The fact that I knew.

That is was here being held by Jungkook.

What we had done last night.

Images of last night flashed before my eyes, mixed with fantasies of various members doing others.

'Is it true?' a voice came from the doorway.

Jin had finally joined the party. He looked at me tentatively.

'What?' I said confused.

'I mean, did you mean it? What you said when we were out walking?' he asked.

I still didn't quite get it.

Jin walked into the room and looked at the others.

He sighed.

'You know about us now. As far as I've heard you've had... most of us,' he said carefully. His words made me turn pink with embarrassment.

'But honestly, I don't think I speak for myself when I say we don't care about that. As you now know, we are good at sharing. However...' Jin said, pausing a second.

'However, did you mean it when you said you wanted to be our girlfriend?' he asked. All 7 of them looked at me eagerly.

After all that had happened... After all, I had done and knew... They just wanted to know if I wanted to be their girlfriend.

I looked at every single one of them individually.

All of them were beautiful.

All of them were extremely sexy if they wanted to be.

All of them were sweet, caring, and loving.

All of them made my stomach flutter and my heart bounce.

Could I ever choose one of them over the other?

No, I didn't think so. I had grown to love them all individually and for their own qualities.

Did I want to be with them?

Yes more than anything.

'Yes,' I said resolutely.

All of their faces lit up with glowing smiles and I could feel Jungkooks arms tighten around me and him kissing my hair.

'Then it's decided,' Jimin said happily. 'We now all belong to you my lady,' he spoke gallantly.

'And Jungkook no hogging! Just because you lost your virginity to her last night doesn't mean you get any special treatment' Hobi said chuckling and waving his finger.

'Wait what?' I said confused.

'You're the first girl I've ever been with,' Jungkook whispered in my ear. He put the emphasis on the word girl.

I understood what he meant and felt myself blush.

'I said no hogging!' Hobi said fake sternly. Jungkook laughed but let go of me.

'Good!' Hobi said, 'Can I reserve you for tonight?' he followed, directing himself at me.

'I mean just for us to cuddle. Knowing those to you must still be sore from last night,' Hoseok explained quickly when he saw my startled face.

'Oh, well then, sure!' I said, feeling reassured.

'Oh, can I get tomorrow then please?' Jimin pleaded, grabbing my hand and looking at me with puppy eyes.

'I'm free the day after that,' Yoongi said grinning his seductive smile at me.

I couldn't help but laugh.

I wasn't sure how it would all work out or what this actually all meant.

But I didn't care.

They made me happy.

And I seemed to make them happy as well.

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[thenixkat]

Mina talk to yer friend more than that

had him over here doubting if you even remembered who he was a dragon riding another dragon into battle

teeth in openable bits is also something in no. 8's design as well as no. 10

kaiju just really said teeth

no. 10: I like you! I look forward to eating you!

granted given teh size difference between big red and the vice captain, it wouldnt be much of a meal i'm assuming the itty bitty kaiju are like…babies

like the thing that infested Kafka was comparatively smol and officially a larva. Would make sense that kaiju larva are smol what the fuck they consume underground to get giant sized? i dont know and clearly, with the mushroom kaiju we saw, babies can be born quite large as well

these characters are so fucking noodly, put some meat on them damnit

beeg red dragon

yeah the smart kaiju remember that they can shapeshift to their benefit

still wild that the supersuits apparently cause some amount of braindamage when they overheat if the nosebleeds are any indication very big kaiju have only been a trend recently apparently

Ichikawa yall are on comms, people can hear you

big red had a lot of fun with the fight but that apparently doesnt mean it can't be petty as fuck about losing

yeah Kafka just has so many teeth at the edges of his shell plates

ok the manga shows a bit better that Kafka fucked himself up pushing that bomb away. Escape wasn't in the plans with the blowback damage to himself and all the energy he put into it

listen after a point you probably have to tell the public that there's kaiju that can talk, plan, and shapeshift running around b/c you've encountered 2 human shifters thus far. And no. 10 could probably do it too if it gave a shit about trying to hide

his waist is so narrow I hate it. Feed this kaiju.

yall can't prove that he's human, prove his personhood and vouch for his character is something you can do but he's literally not human

once again the gut Kafka used to have only being acknowledged for a dig

rich girl's dad is shit.

Kafka, that is not a man who gives a fuck about what yer trying to say

also asshole rich dad yer being pedantic, you know exactly what Kafka, his commander, and yer daughter mean when they say he's human.

i hope this man apologizes at some point for torturing Kafka to prove that he could be a potential asset to humanity. But i doubt that happens. This doesnt look like a man that apologizes for doing wrong

Kafka's body really kept saying: why are you ignoring that this fucker is trying to kill us we need to do something until it decided, fuck em it will handle shit so they can live if he refuses to do so

not-godzilla

Kafka… you are a kaiju. And honestly going full fucking feral b/c a fucker was ripping yer limbs off and murdering you is honestly a valid response. Humans can get a bit wild in the face of being tortured and murdered too

the bug said: I'll take the reigns cause you aint doin shit to keep us alive

also for a feral beast Kafka's bug is smarter than most kaiju. Given it does cover the openings it makes, it just doesnt cover them like a human would.

also yes the body horror is painful

the bug is very clever cause just fucking ejected its core to use the old body as a decoy and make a new body to attack from behind

that's very close to teleportation not quite teleporting the bug said it doesnt matter how much energy it takes or how much damage, its gonna kill the fucker that was torturing them

and i assume it plans to recoup its energy losses by eating asshole dad

apparently, this fucker believes that torture was a lenient option

like the man has the authority to just put his food down and folks will do what he says. There's a mountain of evidence that Kafka wasn't a threat to humans without torturing him till he fucking snapped that bug is really pissed off

i can't relate to Kafka trying to stop his monster side from killing someone who was ripping his limbs off repeatedly, even if the guy is the dad of one of his friends. The man started shit, Kafka's kaiju said just decided to end shit

Kafka better than me cause it woulda been dinner time if i were in his shoes

again the man could have just believed the mountains of evidence that Kafka was an ok dude instead of torturing him till he snapped to see if he could really control his kaiju side

again was torture necessary to tell fuckers fuck off Kafka's more valuable alive

yeah Kafka and Mina decided they'd dedicate their lives to fighting kaiju b/c a kaiju killed Mina's cat

also Kafka pls you tried to commit suicide b/c yer kaiju side understandably was upset about being tortured

at least you have something yer willing to put yer foot down on Kafka

just again i can't sympathize with Kafka's relief that the dude who decided to torture him as a test of character lived. I'm not that nice kaiju molt

he almost died and you ripped off his limbs several times of course he's tired

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#5

c, a, v, b, r, t, y, p for alec and magnus

Alec

C = Cum - He is embarrassed by how much he enjoys being covered or filled with cum, but Magnus is all for this side of Alec

A = Aftercare - Alec never gave it much thought until Magnus began to pamper him, now he just opens his arms and sinks into the love and care

V = Volume - He is rather quiet unless Magnus ruins him with pleasure and draws noises out of him purposely

B = Body part - He loves Magnus' un-glamoured eyes, he is fond of his neck rune mainly because of how much Magnus loves it

R = Risk - Alec is willing to try anything once, he trusts Magnus to make sure nothing goes wrong

T = Toy - Only when Magnus uses toys on him, but he still can't muster up the courage to use any toys on his own

Y = Yearning - He never had much of a sex drive until Magnus, not even masturbation but now all he has to do is see Magnus and it's an effort not to jump his lover right then and there

P = Pace - Slow and Sensual

Magnus

C = Cum - He is happily compatible with Alec's surprising cum kink, together they work

A = Aftercare - Magnus is the king of aftercare, he adores spoiling and pampering Alec because Alec is so clearly not used to it but is learning to love it slowly because of Magnus

V = Volume - Magnus is never shy with his pleasure, he gets loud when it feels good and can go speechless when Alec makes him cum so hard he sees spots

B = Body part - He loves Alec's neck rune, for himself he likes his hands and his ever changing nail polish

R = Risk - Magnus is well versed in everything, so he's always ready and willing to experiment with Alec at his side

T = Toy - Magnus has made his own toys alongside with already made ones, he knows exactly how to use toys of any sort and he happily uses his skills on Alec

Y = Yearning - Over time his sex drive has simmered but once he and Alec begin to have sex, it just goes into overdrive.

P = Pace - Slow and Sensual

39 notes - Posted January 10, 2022

#4

Superbat (Bruce x Clark)

Ship It

What made you ship it? - Their team work, the way they complement each other

What are your favorite things about the ship? - The standard Broody One is soft for the Sunshine One

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? - Bruce bottoms and only bottoms when with Clark

39 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#3

Shikanaru

They try everything at least once, Naruto travelled for years with Jiraiya, he no doubt helped with the Icha Icha Series and got the most in-depth Sex Talk ever. He took notes and happily applied his notes to Shikamaru once they got together

Shadow Clones and Shadow Possession Jutsu are commonplace in their sex life

Shikamaru really puts in the effort, he is NOT lazy when it comes to pleasure and Naruto is living for it

45 notes - Posted June 29, 2022

#2

Jonmund for the ask game!

Ship It

What made you ship it? - Size Difference, enemies to friends to lovers trope

What are your favourite things about the ship? - How much they love and trust each other, that fucking GLOMP in S8, how Tormund waited for him at the end of S8 because he KNEW Jon belonged in the North with him and Ghost and then they went into the North to live peacefully together <3 That's a proper endgame pairing

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship? - Nah, I'm pretty good with all the opinions and headcanon's for this ship.

51 notes - Posted January 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

geralt and scent kink

With his enhanced senses, I feel like scent is a very big deal for him.

I"m sure that he has found ways to deal with it, but something about Jaskier's scent never fails to make him go crazy and he finds it a comfort. He also never fails to get turned on whenever he smells arousal in Jaskier's scent, it's like a conditioned reaction by some point lol

59 notes - Posted August 2, 2022

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my day was actual dogshit and the person i’d normally rant to is the reason my day is this bad

summary: my house is infested with wasps, i’m failing history and stressed about school, and i don’t think my boyfriend likes me anymore???? send help ;-;

(this basically turns into a huge rant about my boyfriend by the end lmao)

tw: wasps (obviously), divorce, cheating, a heterosexual relationship (ikr, disgusting)

i’ve been having a really shitty day and i wanted to rant about it on tumblr because it’s the only social media where people on here don’t actually know who i am. to begin with, my house is literally infested with wasps. apparently my mom found 30 wasps in my room. actually screaming. then, i got to school and got my grade back on my ap history test that i thought i definitely did well on, but turns out i got a 58.3% which is the second worst grade i ever got on a test (first place is the 57% i got on a precalc test last year). i have two tests tomorrow which i didn’t study for. plus an entire math packet. and 4 ap chem worksheets bc my teacher for some reason assigned every single homework from the entire first month of school to be due on the same day. so basically i am incredibly stressed from school and i literally have a C in ap history rn. which is kinda bad bc i’m trying to get a 4.0 gpa (i have maintained it for the past 2 years) and i don’t think i’ll be able to this year thanks to this test. not to mention the fact that my boyfriend-ish (like a guy i’m basically dating and has asked me to be his girlfriend but i said i wanted to wait until after homecoming to make it official) is acting really fucking weird over the past couple of days. he was literally acting so normal 2 days ago, but suddenly started being weird as fuck yesterday. i saw him at school 2 days ago, and we even stayed up calling until 2am like normal. i thought something was up when yesterday he didn’t send me a good morning text and supposedly woke up at like 3pm. okay so clearly that’s a lie because first of all man doesn’t need 11 hours of sleep. supposedly he was just dying to get off the call at 2am bc he was soooo tired, so assuming he went to sleep right after the call, he woulda got 11 hrs of sleep which is excessive. also he literally never goes to sleep that early like bro usually up until like 4-5 am at least. secondly i literally saw him online before he texted me that he just woke up so like mans not slick. we barely talked the entire day. any convo we had was dry as fuck and i had to start it myself. which is weird bc usually he texts me himself first and isn’t a dry texter at all. i usually get a “how’s your day love” and like it’s not just that i didn’t get a “love” but i didn’t even get a text from him at ALL. and it was yom kippur and i was fasting and he didn’t even ask me how i was from that. then that night i finally text i’m like how’s your day, you’ve been absent all day just like my dad. and like i know he appreciates a good absent dad joke bc one of the things we joke about is our dads bc like my parents are divorced and his dad just straight up cheated on his mom. and anyway he was being really dry and i noticed and i mentioned it, and he was like i’ve had a busy day, i’m watching stranger things. but even so, i didn’t get a “goodnight love” text, or even a goodnight text at all. the next day (today), i didn’t get a good morning text either. and at this point i was getting kinda upset. at lunch i texted him to ask if i could come over and say hi for like the last 10 mins of lunch, which supposedly “didn’t see” until lunch was over. then at the end of the day i asked him if he wanted to walk to the buses with me, which he didn’t respond to despite responding to my other message answering a question he asked. i asked again if he wanted to walk to the buses and he said sure so we ended up doing so. the walk was awkward, he seemed different. when he got on his bus, i didn’t even get a goodbye hug and he didn’t even dab me up (which we do for some reason), he just got on the bus. and then he hasn’t texted me for the whole rest of the day since then even though i literally went to the mall and got my homecoming dress and sent a picture of it to him???? like he’s literally my date to hoco, you’d think he’d be interested in what i’m wearing to it, especially bc he’s supposedly matching his tie with my dress. Continued.. see next paragraph..

apparently that paragraph was maximum length so we’ll continue here. anyway, i finally sent him a message a couple hours ago (at like 9:45pm - and mind you, i sent the picture of my dress at like 4pm) asking “Hey are you okay? Maybe I’m being too critical but you’ve been kinda distant the past couple days. Is everything okay? Do you need to talk about anything? Do you need to take a break from me?” which i thought was a pretty good way to handle the situation but like idfkk i’m bad at life. but the funny thing about that text isn’t that he didn’t respond to it, but that it simply didn’t SEND to him. and i’ve sent texts to other people since then that delivered, so idk what’s up with him. the wifi at his house is bad at times, like stuff sometimes takes a bit to send, but not 2 hours. not to mention that he’s been online on discord this whole time, so clearly his wifi is working to some capacity. that’s the whole rant but omfg i am so confused and upset about this. and in case you forgot, my house is still infested with wasps and i have a shit ton of homework due tomorrow. probably wasn’t a good idea to waste all this time i could have been doing hw making a rant on tumblr but like i had to rant. anyways that’s all. goodnight loves <3

UPDATE

apparently his mom took away his phone. first of all, that’s such a lie because he was on discord for literally hours last night. every time i checked discord, bro was online. and if he cared about me that much, he would have messaged me in discord to tell me that he got his his phone taken. i often get my phone taken, and i have messaged him in discord before to tell him that i got it taken. and i usually texted him from discord in these circumstances. not to mention that his mom really isn’t the type of person to take his phone, plus he didn’t even provide a reason why. and he didn’t even say sorry. i think he doesn’t like me anymore. and for some reason i’m not even that sad. he can go fuck himself. oh and also i skipped school today bc i had so much work to turn in that i didn’t do. i know that’s bad. but yeah. and i don’t even feel sad about my boyfriend. i’m just mad at him for very clearly lying to me. i wonder what his reason was. and it’s not like i don’t have a date to homecoming. i was originally going with one of my friends as a joke in addition to my boyfriend. i think he might have gotten jealous of the friend and that might be part of the reason he’s being like this. yes i am bisexual, but the friend is straight, and i would never actually want to date her even if she wasn’t. i still have a homecoming date at least. so all is fine. i’ll update more later

UPDATE AGAIN

broooo what??? he’s not at school today. bc according to the snap map he was at his house an hour ago. and it’s currently 1pm to clarify. i skipped school bc i had too much work, not bc of him. but i wonder why he skipped. bc of me?? i wonder if he thinks i skipped school bc of him. i would never. with all due respect i’m in 6 ap classes and i wouldn’t sacrifice a day of education for such a reason. humble yourself. but like now i can’t even ask him why he wasn’t at school bc i wasn’t either so he’d know i’m stalking. my strategy now is to just do nothing. keep stalking him and see if he texts me at all. i bet i won’t get a single text the entire weekend. see if i give a fuck. and i bet he won’t come to my game that i invited him to, either. and i won’t go to his soccer game either. L

oh and even if he had gotten his phone taken, he probably should have responded to the texts i’d sent him earlier, including the actual pictures of my homecoming dress??? like bro is supposedly my date, shouldn’t he care? or even just say that he saw the pictures? like some acknowledgement please??? plus he started not responding like around 3pm so his mom would have had to take his phone like right after he got home from school. which is unlikely. and sure even if his mom did take his phone, he was on discord the whole time and could have easily messaged me from there. plus it’s not just this. he was acting weird in person yesterday too. and over text the past couple days. like literally 3 days ago was so normal and suddenly the next morning bam everything was different. i wonder what happened. because clearly something is up.

and this whole rant post probably makes it seem like my boyfriend is a really toxic guy which couldn’t be farther from the truth. he’s just your standard nice jewish boy. he plays soccer and chess and d&d and he likes marvel and stranger things and listens to the beatles and the beach boys. i’ve had really deep conversations with him before. about our friend who died about a year and a half ago. about the universe and creation and whether god was real. about our parents, about mental illness, just so much. literally 4 days ago we had this really deep conversation about the universe and everything and the next day he asked me to be his girlfriend. i said i wanted to wait until after homecoming but yes. and me not choosing to be his girlfriend immediately clearly wasn’t the reason bc that happened on monday, but monday and tuesday were totally normal. on tuesday i asked him if he wanted to call and he said “double yes please.” and then literally the next morning he started being weird. i hope the call didn’t contribute to the weirdness. but i don’t recall the call going badly at all. he was trying to get off the call like at 2am which is a bit weird bc he usually goes to sleep way later, but he said he was tired so why would i think anything of it? especially bc he was like so eager to call me. and literally the day before he’d asked me to be his girlfriend. i really didn’t expect that he’d start being different. i was really hoping to be his girlfriend. i just can’t believe it

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thought about the discovery S4 finale and got all choked up, how are y'all doing tonight?