#and how it would be better if they didn't or straight up are not there

[lightseoul]

a/n. wrote this immediately after i killed a cockroach for my older brother of 10 years. needless to say, his screaming emboldened me to be the braver person. this led me straight to domestic moments with bkg. (0.7k)

“how the fuck did that get in here?”

he says it so incredulously that you can’t help it—you snort. bakugou’s glare instantly shifts to you—unwavering—from where it was laser-focused a second ago.

right at the massive ass cockroach on his kitchen wall.

his eyebrows furrow even further at you. “are you fucking laughing?”

“no—sorry—” you start, although you cut yourself off with another giggle. he’s trying to keep glaring at you, but a smile threatens to tug at the corners of his lips.

“sorry, what?” he goads, and you shake your head, grinning.

“it’s just…” you gesture to the two of you as if that’s enough of an explanation in itself.

you’re barefoot—standing near the microwave, above and slightly to the left of which the pest is currently located—with one of bakugou’s house slippers on hand. the other one is wielded by the owner himself, although he’s standing a few feet away from you, seemingly in shock.

“don’t—” he spits out hurriedly, “—just keep your fucking eyes trained on it, dumbass.”

“right. sorry.”

you look back at the object of bakugou’s disgust, and it’s flapping its wings now as if it’s readying itself for flight.

the pro-hero must’ve noticed, too, because you see him stiffen through your peripheral vision.

“quick,” he croaks, “kill it.”

you whip to look at him, shocked. “me? you’re closer to it, you do it.”

“just—”

whatever rebuttal bakugou was planning to spew out doesn’t get to see the light of day because just as you predicted it would, the fucking cockroach takes off and flies.

straight into bakugou.

your hulking, #4 pro-hero of a boyfriend stumbles back and screams, barely dodging the pest just as it brushes against a strand of his freshly washed ash-blonde hair. before you know it, bakugou falls on his ass, and the cockroach lands on top of his pristine kitchen counter.

your body acts before your brain can catch up.

you dive, and you slam his perfectly good footwear onto the bug. you smack it again for good measure, before flipping the slipper upside down only to see the gross remains of the vile critter that almost sent the man into a cardiac arrest.

speaking of.

you hold up the object for bakugou—who’s still sitting flat on his butt, wide eyes trained on you—as evidence. you shoot him a placating look, “see? good as dead.”

bakugou studies it for a moment—as if he’s waiting for it to resurrect and jump on him—before he finally decides that it’s a goner. he sighs, bringing himself back on his bare feet.

“thanks,” he mutters, “…babe.”

“no problem,” you offer, “though, i don’t see what the big deal was, kats.”

at that, the bashful look of gratitude that was just etched on his face is immediately replaced by flat-out embarrassment.

“did you see how fucking big that thing was?”

“yeah…?”

“there was no way that was festering inside my home.”

you tamp on the grin that’s fighting to take over your mouth. “that why you basically collapsed in fear?”

“i didn't—” he splutters, before thinking it’s apparently better to change the topic altogether. “why did you have to use my slipper, huh?”

“i left mine in the living room,” you pout. “you shouted my name and i ran here before i could put them on.”

bakugou stares at you for a beat, like he’s trying to come up with a smartass retort, before shaking his head in what you think is resignation.

“yeah, well, thanks again.”

you watch the pro-hero as he takes the decorated slipper from you with obvious repulsion, heading back towards the living room.

“where are you going?” you call out.

he stops, turning to look at you. “the rooftop. i’ll blast this shit to hell.”

bakugou, in fact, does send his poor slippers to hell that night.

but not before calling the exterminator.

because that shit needed to be taken care of—if he wanted you to accept when he finally invites you to move in with him.

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[val-the-protoss-simp]

Yeah, so. The best way I can explain my thoughts on these ships (especially Artazun - Artanis/Vorazun) is using one of Avril Lavigne's most iconic songs:

He was a boy

She was a girl

Can I make it anymore obvious?

Like, I'm not trying to throw any shade at all, people can ship whatever they want. But I am yet to meet a person who ships these two that explains why they like them so much in a way that makes sense to me. Because sooner or later, their explanation boils down to "He's a guy and she's a gal so ofc they'd be into each other" as if a straight ship is some kind of default and if a story has a male main character and a female main character, they have to end up together. And I just don't see it. Them as friends? Sure, absolutely, imo they're great as friends, but not as a couple. Alarak and Artanis have way more chemistry with one another. Bit of a hot take but so does Rohana and Vorazun. But Artanis/Vorazun is about as interesting to me as watching paint dry is. It's like when you pick up a mediocre romance book where the girl character obviously ends up with the boy character because That's Just How Things Are no matter of they're good together or not. No thanks. Pass

Kerrinor is a bit more complicated in a sense that the game actively tries to convince you these two are really into each other. But if I had to sum up their vibes, I'd reach for Sk8tr Boy again. "He was a boy, she was a girl, can I make it anymore obvious?" I just don't get the romantic vibes at all off of these two. Raynor frequently comes off as an incel that gives the vibes of someone who'd insist they know better than you and just to listen to them because they know best, while also transforming into the biggest simp in the galaxy in SC2 as he pines over a woman that's obviously not into him.

And Kerrigan gives me the vibes of someone who really does wanna see more in this weird relationship, but more because she thinks having someone to love will make her feel whole and worthy of living rather than that she really wants this. Like, if shit didn't go south and she didn't get infected, I'm 100% that eventually she'd go "Yeah sorry lol this ain't gonna work." and break it off with Raynor. Like, I do think she cares deeply for Raynor, don't get me wrong, and at one point might have thought what she feels is romantic love, but eventually comes to a point where she realises that it's a sense of kinship rather than anything romantic. She loves him as a friend, that is all.

And funny enough, if you know more about his character, you know he had a wife and a son that he tragically lost. Knowing this information and how he's written, Raynor comes off to me as someone who's desperately looking for that kind of love again, albeit without realising, because the time he spent happy with his family was the happiest he ever was and his defeated, depressed ass desperately wants that again. So he seeks that shit and Kerrigan just happens to be there.

You can clearly see that he cares deeply about her, but his feelings of affection are misplaced to the point he doesn't want to see the kind of person she is and instead tries to morph her into the kind of woman HE wants. Which is not who Kerrigan is at all. Revenge is all she has left, no matter what it takes, and Raynor again and again tries to talk her out of it for his own personal wants when she makes it very very clear this isn't something she wants to do and that she cannot just let go of what Mengsk did to her and what that man's choices turned her into. And instead of trying to understand why someone he supposedly understands so deeply would want to kill the man who robbed her off of everything and turned her into a monster that killed billions, he gets butthurt when she doesn't wanna run off with him and live happily ever after. I love Raynor for many reasons, I think he's a well written character in a lot of aspects but this just. Ain't it. If the game treated this behaviour of his as a flaw, I'd dig it. But instead it tries to tell how boo boo poor Raynor is just so unfortunate to want a woman that doesn't want him, even when he ignores everything that's important to her. That's just not doing it for me, fam. I get that the game tries to ram it down my throat as the technically only canon ship it gives us in its five installments, but I can't get behind it. Kerrinor is a big fat no for me, let them just stay friends.

a ship where i see what people see but it is simply not very interesting to me personally it’s like

[nerdlvr]

✩ 10 points for hufflepuff !

(MDNI)

smut , hufflepuff!haechan x slytherin!reader (typical) , created this from my 5 books worth of harry potter knowledge pls forgive me , had to throw one merlin's beard in there or else what harry potter au would this be , backshots on a school desk , they're all over the age of 18 tyvm , big dick hyuck (canon) , cocky kinda mean reader , nervous whiny hyuck , unprotected sex , creampie , mentions at the end of renjun and a surprise hufflepuff haha... , requested here !

"wouldn't it be fun to fuck one of those little oafs?"

you rolled your eyes at your very distracted friend, his gaze directed at the table across from yours,

"jun, what are you on about now? focus, and stop thinking about ruining those poor hufflepuffs."

he scoffed, "don't act like you don't think about shagging those pretty little idiots, hearts so big, yet their brains just oh so tiny."

you continued to scribble on your piece of parchment, not wanting to spare a glance at renjun. if only he knew the things you did to lee donghyuck.

.

you dangled the key's to snape's classroom in front of his face, a wide grin spreading on your lips.

"wha-what if we get caught- snape would kill us if he-"

you shushed him, fingers fidgeting with the rusty key, "good thing snape isn't here then, hm?"

he bit his lip, now silent as he followed you into the empty classroom, a small breeze making him shiver.

"this really isn't a good idea y/n, i should be doing my prefect duties around this time-" he pushed his glasses up before flicking his wrist out to check his watch.

you snorted at his dorky attitude, reaching for his hand to pull him towards a desk, "i have a duty for you mr. prefect-"

you pulled at his tie, loosening the tight accessory, "i have a little issue between my legs-"

you fake pouted, fighting a smile as he nodded dumbly, "and you're the only one that can help me fix it-"

he melted into your grasp, hands gripping the sides of the desk as you palmed him through his pants, "can you help me hyuck? please?"

he gulped, clearly hesitant, but he nodded nonetheless, eager to please you, "o-okay, we just- just need to be quick."

it's not like he didn't want to fuck you, he just didn't think you were actually serious. but now as you shimmied onto the desk, dragging your panties down your legs, he thought that if this was a joke then it was a damn good one.

"donghyuck? are you just gonna stare?" you giggled as he smacked his lips together, mouth dry as his eyes ran down your body, landing straight on your glistening core.

he felt his dick twitch in his pants, hands moving quickly to remove his belt, a new sudden hunger burning in his stomach. "quick- quick- we need to be quick-" he flicked his wrist again, checking the time, "this won't do-" he pulled your hips off the desk, turning you around, ass on full display as he flipped your skirt up.

"now you better be quiet or i swear- oh fuck-" his little speech was cut short as you gripped onto the base of his cock, lining him up against your dripping cunt,

"shut up and fuck me hyuck."

he nodded, more to himself than to you as you turned back around to grip onto the desk, wiggling your ass against his leaky tip,

"shit shit shit-" his whiny voice echoed against the classroom walls as he sank himself into your wet heat, your soft walls squeezing him just right. you felt his head drop against your back, shaky hands gripping at the fabric of your skirt.

"merlin's beard, how are you so tight- ahhh- don't do that!" his grip tightened as you playfully squeezed around him, his hips stuttering against your ass as he bottomed out.

you wanted to be cocky, maybe even give a quick mocking comment, but donghyuck's cock filled you to the brim. your body laid slack against the desk, legs growing weak as he rutted into you, only pressing himself deeper into your sopping cunt. "h-hyuck, move, please."

he nodded, again, more to himself than to you, and began to pull out of you, a loud hissing sound emitting from both of you.

"so, so, so, tight, feels s' good." he slurred his words as he began to slap his hips against your ass, keeping his thrusts shallow to avoid any extra noise echoing throughout the dungeon.

you bit your hand to muffle you moans, back arched against donghyuck's stomach, his arms wrapped around your waist as he fucked into you.

"i can't- can't-" the room filled with donghyuck's babbling, drool spilling from the corners of his mouth onto your dress shirt as he squeezed his eyes shut, focused on the feeling of you sucking him in.

"h-hyuck faster, fast-" his hips picked up in speed, any concern about noise being flung out the window as the loud slapping of you ass against him filled the room.

you gripped onto the desk, the flimsy table shaking and creaking beneath you as donghyuck abused your cunt, thick cock stretching your walls as he pulsed inside of you, "hyuck, hyuck, hyuck, i'm close please- please don't stop."

you slipped your hand in between your legs, fingers rubbing against your sensitive bud. your moans grew louder as he reached for your thigh, pulling your leg up to rest on the table. the new angle made him feel impossibly deeper, the head of his cock kissing your cervix as he continued to slam his hips against yours,

"cum for me- please- need it so bad- i'm gonna come y/n- please."

you felt your body tense, eyes rolling to the back of your head as your mouth hung open in a silent moan. his knuckles turned white from how hard he gripped your skirt, deep moans leaving his mouth as he filled you with his cum, your cunt gently milking him as you finished around him.

"so good, so so good baby- did so good." his rough hands massaged you hips, his lips planting light kissed to the back of your head.

your leg fell from the table and he leaned against you back, breath heavy as he slipped out of you, his cum dripping slowly onto the stone floor,

"10 points for hufflepuff!" you raised your finger weakly, giving your best dumbledore impression.

"just 10?" your soft giggles filled the room, his body shaking softly against yours, when-

"well snape isn't here is he?"

the chatty voice of your best friend filled the room as he slipped in with a familiar tall muscular bimbo.

"oh my god that's jeno!" donghyuck whispered against your back, his hand coming up to pull you down onto the floor,

"we have to go now! renjun moves quick, lets go- go!" you whisper shouted to hyuck as he crawled behind you towards the exit, not forgetting to pocket your soaked green panties.

who said prefects couldn't have a little fun?

[a-lurking-fae]

It's 7 in the morning but I HAD TO WRITE THIS DOWNNN

What if Fontainian!Reader + A/B/O dynamics + ill reader?? But the reader isn't an omega, no. They'd be a beta, and as we know, betas aren't that suseptive to pheromones at all, some not even noticing it.

In a family filled with strong Alphas, a simple beta is just... there? A weak beta that's quite out of place, are you really sure you belong there?

You don't notice how people run from you. They're scared of you for some reason? You don't notice the furious pheromones of your family when someone tells you you're a stain.

Whenever Bruce lectures you, that's the only time you actually talk to him. You don't know that he as been emmiting pheromones that literally scream "It's ok." or "Don't be scared."

No. He's straight up intimidating, he doesn't know you can't smell pheromones, he never really took the time to know you. You could've been an omega and he would even know. So you think he's super angry!

But, apparently Bruce can't help the bitch face and rough tone (っ ͡ ͡º - ͡ ͡º ς). Now if Fontainian reader was sick, I don't mean like terminal diseases from earth— I'm thinking about the abyssal corrosion. If the reader was an adventurer, it wouldn't be a surprise if they ran into the abyss.

But let's add the fact your the Hydro Archon's granddaughter, and the fact that your also the Hydro Dragon's granddaughter! You'd make such a good target, if your cursed, you don't have much to lose anymore.

So you pack your bags and leave for Fontaine, leaving the family for good. So you left a note for Alfred, telling him all about your situation. He'd be distressed! Alfred would tell Bruce, convincing him to get you. You were his daughter, why would he leave you to die!

Bruce promised himself that he wouldn't let another of his kids die, but here you were, that thing in your system killing you painfully and slowly.

Bruce knows about Teyvat, that's where your mother was from. He never met your grandparents, he'd like to know them now. The family faces another problem though, how do they get there?

Dick would skimm through your journals and diary, trying to find any clues on how to to you. But you've written it in another language, something that never existed in earth. And if you were well-versed in most languages in Teyvat, you guys know that when your super angry, sometimes you speak in all of them.

So instead of Tim and Barbara finding a pattern in your stuff, it's filled with multiple mixes of mysterious languages. Any progress would end up with another dead end.

Duke is absolutely happy, the both of you were the same age! Basically twins, both your birthdays a few days apart. You were the only sense of normalcy that he always craved, something most of the fucked-up-and-traumatized family members couldn't do. But when you left, that sense of stability started to fade. He worries about you day-and-night, he hopes that you'll be home soon.

Cass would learn normalcy from you, she was a trained weapon, she didn't have any clue what to do with you. After all, you always did your best to understand and teach her about emotions. She appreciates you a lot. You took care of her when she was sick, bandaged her up when she was injured, and baked her snacks. She wants to experience it with you again.

Damian's family is very much traditional. So he most likely would be angry, how could you leave them? Not only are they capable Alphas, but they're powerful as well. It was your adventuring in that world that got you sick. You should have simply stayed at home. When you get back to the mansion, you'll sit tight until they find a cure.

If it was Nicer!Damian, then he would be angry at himself. He wasn't enough for you to stay in Gotham, he promises that he'll be a better brother. He knows you could die any time there with the abyss and all! He nags Bruce and Tim to find you faster. Motivating them with the fact Teyvat is dangerous, wars there are going on! It was finished, also, Inazuma was far as fuck!

All-in-all, they'd do everything in their power to reach you, so they'd recruit the Justice league, especially Diana. She's well versed in these stuff after all. The Al Ghul's would help too. Checking family records if there were any thing pertaining to Teyvat.

Meanwhile, in Teyvat. You're swimming with the sea lions with Neuvilette and Furina, who took time off to spend time with their grandchild.

[quilly72]

Another assistant finalized the waiver blah blah blah experimental procedure blah blah blah none of this can be put on us blah blah do you agree. Hitomi agreed again it had only been like the 5th waiver it was like they didn't want her to do the procedure.

And final question the techs stood at the machine how big would you like your cup size

Hitomi pondered she had thought maybe a double d but she really wanted something special can we do an f cup.

The lab tech shrugged and dialed up the machine a couple clicks. Alright all ready to go. Just stand there and close your eyes and don't move. Hitomi stood with her hands to her side and clasped her eyes shut as the machine started to rhrob and pulse. A green hue filling the room as the doors shut and a countdown was hear 3 2 1

Bzzzt

Hitomi felt a jolt of lightning shoot through her she flailed back as she caught herself. The green ray shooting into her rack and them her neck and arms as she tried to catch her balance. She stood back up as the light died down. The door opening up as they turned the machine off.

One of the assistants wrapping a towel around her. Alright your good to wait in observation till its all done should only be about 1 to 3 minutes before it kicks in.

Hitomi was speechless as she sat down on the couch they hustled her to. Her body was full of energy. She felt like she was radiating it off of her as her body tingled from her toes and especially in her chest. Her breathing felt short as she counted down the longest Seconds of her life.

The tingling grew and pulsed as it started to make her vibrate. She felt her entire body humming to the growth as she suddenly felt the tingling start to...expand out.

Hitomi looked down. With every breath it happened. Her boobs pulsed out and then stopped. Them again and again. The towel slowly pushing out inch by inch. Her breathing picking up as a smile spread across her face.

Her hands raced to squeeze and feel them. Her boobs filling hands and pressing further and further. Her towel dragging down her body as it started to struggle to hide them.

Hitomi looked up at the assistant supervising her growth as she smiled. Thank you so much you have no idea how much this means to...Ahhhhmmmuuh

Hitomi moaned as she tried to stand up. Her chest pulling her down. As she looked down her towel barely hung on by an inch. Her chest had doubled in size. Way overshooting the mark. Like way overshooting maybe an h cup. Her arms pressed up to support them as they bulged up her chest. Her cleavage deepening with every breath. She tried to stand up straight as she balanced herself.

Oops looks like you guys overshot a bit it's all good think they look even better this way.

Meanwhile the assistant started to back up searching for the door behind her

Hitting the emergency button on her belt as hitomi furrowed her brow. What are you doing what's Happening?

Ohh ohhhh fuuu ohhh GooOODDd

Hitomi bent her knees her kegs tucking in as she braced against the wall for support a mini orgasm spreading thru her body as she lurched up. Her towel bounding off of her as her chest bulged to her neck. She trampoline forward her keg catching g her as she shot up an entire foot.

She hadn't even realized she was getting taller the lab assistant was struggling to open the door and find her keys. The 5 ft tall woman barely came up to her stomach. Hitomi realized as another spurt raced thru her. Her body vibrating g and rumbling g as she shot up another 2 ft. Her head bouncing across the roof as she raised an arm to block it. Het hair draping forward asshe started to hunch below to roof.

Oh fuck how big did you guys make me ohh Not Agaiinnnnn.

Hitomi dpasmed and moaned as she shot up Her kegs failing her as she fell to her knees the wood under her cracking as she slid the couch 3 ft away with her spasming legs.

She couldn't even catch her breath as she grew larger. Her shoulder pushing g the woman to her back as she tried to scramble away.

Hitomi already filled half the room. How big was she even 15 ft maybe even 20 she couldn't tell. Her hands were half the size of the woman's torso. Even on all 4s she was filling g the room her butt behind her smother her calves as her thighs plumped outwards with her hips. Another hum filled the room as hitomi started to whimper. The woman in front of her begging for relief.

Im...so....sorryyyy.

Hitomi bit her lips as he wife eyes closed as her face furrowed . The pressure building up more and more and more. Her toes clenching as little spurts started to escape her. They felt soo good but she had to hold it back. A foot here another foot there. Her back vrushing the roof as she breathed in. Her feet tingling against the back wall. Her boo s pressing into the floor as oh god. Fuucck

I'm sorry.

Hitomi moaned out as she slammed thru the room. The woman buried under her cleavage. Her feet shot thru the wall and into a hallway as her neck and head were forced into her shoulder as they pushed the wall and started to crumble it out. Her body contorting into a ball as she struggled for space. Wood and drywall cracking as another spasm hit her. The walls starting to crumble with each and every moan. Her back breaking thru the attic as her legs pushed further into the hallway. Her head pushing back into the same lab she started in

Hitomi struggled for breath as she burst more and more of the building down. Cool air leaking in as she finally burst thru. She curled on the ground rolling to her back as she recovered from her growth. Her heels digging onto the rubble as they shot out 5 ft at a time. Her body stretching across the parking lot and crushing cars around. Her body left in a sweat as she continued to spasm and tremble. Slowly cooling off as she regained her breath.

The entire building lay under her in dust as she finally stopped. Her legs covering the e lane road across from her as she sat up.

Fuck me.

[yuri-is-online]

The sheer untapped angst of Jamil in the fyuuture au is haunting me so it's your problem now /hj. I'm trying so hard to be normal right now ugh take my thoughts please they need to get out of my skull so that I can articulate to others how much the fate of Jamil in the first timeline just haunts me. It's like a weeping angel I can't take my eyes off of it and the moment I do it just kills me to fathom the possibilities.

But god imagine being Jamil and you have someone who for the first time is solely on your side, no other reason than that they chose you because they like you and want to stand by your side. I imagine Jamil must have had reservations about potentially dragging yuu into the job of servitude but like hell that was gonna stop them. And then he's happy because he has an actual life outside of Kalim, they've matured over the years and Jamil has more freedom from him than he ever had. He once couldn't fathom condemning a child to share his last name but he is going to be a father and he's so excited.

Then it's just gone. Yuu isn't next to him when he wakes up one morning and the front door of the house is still open. It's a surprise he didn't wake up from the smell of the food burning in the kitchen but he can't think straight because something is so clearly horribly wrong. All of their things are where they left them, their phone is still on the kitchen counter and they didn't take their keys. Neither of them were working in the months leading up to the birth of the child, a gift from Kalim he hadn't refused. He's panicking and in his panic he does something he never would have fathomed himself doing, he reaches out to Kalim for a help.

By the time he gets a response it kills him. He will never know what happened to his spouse or child, Kalim will never get his message, the next time Kalim sees Jamil after the latter's baby shower and paternity leave, will be when his corpse is being dragged along by the sorcerer of the sands. It will ironically be, the last thing he sees.

There is a lot of tragedy in this ayuu, but with Jamil specifically it verges into horror in a way I didn't fully appreciate when I drafted it.

Jamil is essentially a feudal vassal who wishes for the freedom to be a normal member of society. He also, and this is so important to his character even though it often gets overlooked, wants his family to be respected. His parents, his sister, his first memory is them kneeling to a different set of parents and that kills him inside.

For you to come from a world where his situation is somewhat of a foreign concept and still choose him, choose to throw your support behind him because he is worth reforming the world for- it is everything to him. He got his happy ending through hard work and he deserves it, so why is it being taken from him? Why is Kalim's mess of a family taking from him again?

I don't think Jamil ever realizes it has nothing to do with him; the idea that he was collateral damage isn't really something that computes with how his life has been up until that point. The behavior of his phantom certainly doesn't help anyone realize that either, the way it hunts down the Al Asims and controls the people of his home you would assume that was all the corpse that birthed it wanted. That it would have been better off for everyone if there had been no baby shower planned, no paternity leave, no child to begin with. But that's not true. It was never about Jamil, he was just there and it was convenient to blame him for it.

Something that child will realize he has been doing too when he's forced to see just how happy his father really was, once upon a dream.

[mychlapci]

I've been writing and rewriting this to not sound stupid and tbh I don't remember if I ever sent any of the draft versions of this idea so if I did ignore this my bad

On that one ask about grandpa Magnus pressuring Rodimus into getting plastic surgery, he loves making his grandson carry his huge babies but he isn't into how fat Rodimus gets when he carries. Rodimus can't help how much weight he puts on when he carries, the babies are just so big and they need so much energon to grow that he always feels hungry. After he pops his latest bitty out, Magnus either puts Rodimus on a strict diet or calls his surgeon friend to debulk Roddy's frame manually. He gets the extra mesh removed from his belly, a boob job to keep his pouches perky, and Magnus being the old pervert he is wants something to keep his grandson's aft nice and round. He treats Rodimus like a little doll he can put back to standard after he pumps babies in, and it gives Rodimus a terrible relationship with his frame.

Enter grandma Megatron. He wants his boys Sentinel and Optimus back home, but they don't wanna go with their mom without their baby Rodimus. That's all perfectly fine with Megatron, his sons and his grandson all coming back with him is better than what he asked for. The decepticons capture Rodimus on Cybertron while he's laid up recovering from a surgery he didn't really want and bring him straight to Megatron. He looks Rodimus up and down and tsks to himself. His poor grandbaby was so small, and Optimus said he was often a carrier on top of it. Megatron wanted to use all his boys for studs for a better generation of decepticons, but Rodimus was in no shape for any playtime. From then on, Rodimus would be put on a strict diet of Megatron's milk until he could keep some weight.

It made Rodimus feel bad at first, he was ashamed to be getting chubby again when he knew Megatron had expectations for him. When he tried to voice that though, Megatron just shushed him and made him take his huge nozzle into his intake. He pat Rodimus on the back while he made him drink and told him he looked so much better and healthier now compared to when they picked him up. He didn't need to feel bad being comfortable, grandma was gonna spoil him rotten unlike mean old Magnus. He eats much better after a little pep talk and he seems a little more comfortable with getting heavy again. Eventually he's all soft mesh curves and has to have some plating removed to let his fat frame move easier. He's nice and big, and strong on top of it. He's in great shape to step up and try to give Megatron great grandchildren now that he's feeling better, Magnus doesn't even know what he's missing out on -🌱

nothing has ever made me hate Ultra Magnus more. he literally doesn't know what he has. a perfect grandson who could be all nice and chubby with baby weight if only that old pervert wasn't a shallow dickhead.

it's okay, grandma can turn his boy into a big strong stud.

[teapot-tyrant]

Twst characters but they are customers at the store I work at (except it's just Heartslabyul and Savanaclaw bc this is a shitpost that probably won't do well)

Heartslabyul:

❤️Ace: Obnoxious teenager there with his parents. Probably rocks the camo jacket like half the teenage boys I see on a daily basis and is begrudgingly forced to help his parents put stuff in the buggy (but not bag them). Honestly, I don't think his family would be the type to buy bags in the first place either. Just tossing shit straight in the cart.

♠️Deuce: The counterpart to Ace. Is a regular with his mom, and probably will join in on the banter between the two of us. Offers to bag groceries for me and I know for a FACT that Dylla/Dilah Spade always has those reusable bags on her. One of my favorite kinds of customers tbh. Definitely a customer that I wouldn't know the name of but would have a nickname for in my head.

♣️Trey: Always has a cart full of various baking items and is willing to chat about whatever he's making this time. One time we had a really good sale on mouthwash though and he had like 3 large bottles in his cart or something and that earned him the moniker "mouthwash guy". Is a regular and always scans his rewards card before I can even ask; also always needs to buy bags and will ask beforehand. Can't explain that last one but it just makes sense.

♦️Cater: SUPER chatty customer that I probably started chatting to after he interjected on a convo between my coworkers and I. Doesn't usually have that much to buy, and if he even has a cart, it's usually one of the small ones (we don't have baskets but that's a diff story). Semi-regular who probably doesn't have a rewards card but always asks to sign up for one. If he DOES have a rewards card though, he always says he's gonna save the points for gas and then forgets and they expire. Again, can't explain this one but it makes sense to me. Probably also tends to go thru U-Scan or Express most of the time anyways because those lend themselves better to chatting, believe it or not.

🌹Riddle: Not usually him I see on a regular, but his mom. I have beef with her as a customer because she yelled at me the first time I asked if she wanted to buy bags. And then yelled bc I bagged things wrong even tho I asked if she had any preferences. He came in for her once or twice, though, and while he's still super particular with how things are bagged, he communicates it with me when I ask. Has probably asked if I'm supposed to be "doing that" (standing around and leaning on my bagging counter) though when I don't have any customers in line. Would not wanna be his coworker.

Savanaclaw:

🦁Leona: I like to think Leona would probably do doordash orders and not actually come in himself. The ONE time he came in, though, it would be to buy like... One random ass thing and NOTHING ELSE. probably also went through U-Scan and didn't go through the lines and yk what? Me too.

🍩 Ruggie: Fellow part-timer that also runs door dash on his days off. An exception to the customers rule because I think he WOULD be a coworker of mine and probably is fun to gossip with when standing on U-Scan. Probably gets into trouble though bc he'd probably be more interested in chatting than watching the registers. Anyways when he does door dash it's fun though because he always has insane orders of like two tiny items that I have to bag ANYWAYS. That or he's doordashing for Leona and it's a cart that's full of meat on sale and other shit and it's kinda insane but yk what ain't my business bc people come thru with buggies full of pork chops all the time because of BBQs and parties so. Eh. Probably got in trouble once for scanning his rewards card for customers that didn't bring theirs.

🐺Jack: Genuinely nice customer. Not super talkative but is still receptive to my NPC dialogue-ass work script. Bought some succulents over the summer and we had a slight conversation over it but probably nothing crazier than that. It's usually just him and his parents but every once in a while his siblings are also there and he's usually a bit more talkative in those cases. Another customer I would enjoy having in my line.

[tainbocuailnge]

thinking about the terrible victoria arc and how it could be less terrible. taking chapter 14 as premise & reverse engineering how to better get to that emotional payoff (namely the babel squad finally getting closure for theresa's death and babel's downfall & the fate of the sarkaz being severed) without throwing the base concepts of the other chapters out completely i think for starters the entirety of chapter 9 should just be an event instead. so much of the dublinn plotline was in an event already (what the firelight casts) and ever since ch9 most of "the dublinn plotline" has just been eblana ominously hovering in the distance, its just bloating things with no meaningful contributions. that does mean taking horn and bagpipe out too, much as I like them, but I think they can shine better when they're not competing with so many other white women for empty screentime anyway.

then you want the victoria arc proper to have you meet the self salvation corps asap after sneaking into the city and the core tension is going to be between siege and her gang as face of the nobility even if they individually might not agree with that label, the self salvation corps as representative of the common people of londinium who may hate the nobles but still have their own unsustainable british nationalism to work through, and rhodes island as altruistic outsiders whose reasons for getting involved don't actually have to do with victoria itself. clovisia was obviously supposed to be an amiya expy before she got forgotten almost immediately after her debut, but keeping the focus on these three groups would ideally also get some use out of that.

I said in a post i made after i read ch11 that it really isn't hard to see what siege's gang and the steam knight are supposed to represent, the symbol of victoria's honor and glory was betrayed by the greed of its nobles and its rightful heir is running a street gang, if you want to save victoria you have to decide what kind of "victoria" is worth saving to you. so in the victoria arc that doesn't suck these three parties are gonna have to actually talk about and contend with their inevitably clashing images and visions of victoria, and steam knight is gonna have to be a mandatory boss.

I also feel like manfred was fought too early for how much backstory weight he has to the babel gang and how long he sticks around after that. as if in ch10 they straight up didn't know yet that victoria arc was gonna end in being about babel, which might genuinely have been the case. so in the better victoria arc im making up in my head his bossfight is gonna get pushed back a few chapters.

like i'm thinking first victoria chapter you fight steam knight, it starts with meeting the self salvation corps and has you quickly throw everything on that gamble of getting siege the sword because both the glasgow gang and the corps buy enough into the idea of a past glorious victoria that can be brought back to try that only to have to face the decrepit husk of that glorious past in order to get it. siege can be passive in this one still, because her doing basically nothing is going to last only one chapter here instead of two and a half and it's going to serve a point.

so now you have the sword but both the gang and the corps are quite shaken about how they obtained it, and in the second chapter tensions between the three factions begin to rise when the obvious ideological disagreements about where to go next become impossible to postpone. you fight damazti here because the cluster is gonna be an awesome plot device for pushing mutual distrust and paranoia. honestly I don't even remember what the deal with damazti cluster was or what it was supposed to contribute so in the better victoria arc they do something about that too probably. and siege is forced to form actual opinions and say them out loud, and they're going to differ from what the rest of the glasgow gang is saying.

then by the third chapter you're able to sort out that internal conflict enough to finally muster the forces to fight manfred, this is probably where you get siege actually forming the exemplars and stuff, showing leadership and ideals and all that. i think allerdale can eat shit and so can the npc members of siege's gang so I'm cutting them out, we're putting all the focus on forcing these royal fake street punks from siege's posse and plain londinium factory workers from the self salvation corps to find common ideological ground. i like delphine though delphine can stay. there was a scene in one of these chapters with siege and amiya talking about their responsibility as figureheads that i liked (because it almost did something with siege) that i think would fit here, and it's an obvious chance to do something with clovisia too. like this is a good point to talk about more abstract ideas of leadership and turning people into figureheads and the way people will turn to a single person to save them, to start making it a bit more about theresa too. so here you get rhodes trying not to drag their feet because it's the part where it starts actually getting personal for them, materially because several members have a history with manfred but conceptually because there's an incoming shift of focus

defeating manfred marks rhodes island having to admit that they're very much in it for theresa and the sarkaz and their own personal history rather than just altruism towards "victoria", vague as that concept has become these past few chapters, so you get a somewhat more natural shift into the sanguinarch and the feranmut skeleton and finally theresa because we can sensibly compare the ideal and reality of the glorious war-torn homeland between victoria and kazdel, and the more abstract throughline of where the border between honoring the past and being dragged down by it lies. logistically the manfred fight would probably be in order to get out of the city and investigate the vampire shit so he'd serve as a kind of border between this being about victoria/londinium and this being about something beyond that in that way too.

and ch13 and 14 is when things finally started picking up so I don't think they actually need all that much tweaking beyond making it consistent with the things changed in the stuff before it. and probably cutting out some more characters. because the worst part really is that the focus was just all over the fucking place so just keeping the cast more manageable would do a lot. i think that teacher woman was interesting enough to be allowed to stay and that guy who killed himself in front of the sanguinarch was fun he can stay too. but i feel like the nightingale plotline might have to go.

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Young zaundads wip (20)

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At the end of the month, Silco forgoes a day's pay to line up with Vander and withdraw money. It's the same as always: a long snaking queue across the courtyard, two Piltie bookkeepers sitting with their piles of folders and the cash box between them; six bored looking enforcers standing behind them, with their masks and goggles, hands loose on their guns.

It's the same as always, but Silco keeps his arms crossed and his scowl grows meaner with every shuffling step forward. He looks like he's about to start ranting about the unfairness of having to beg for wages they've already earned.

"Stop looking at me like that," Silco hisses at him, which feels unfair given that Vander hasn't said anything. "I'm not stupid enough to say something in front of enforcers."

"I'm well aware you're not stupid," Vander says gently, but it doesn't work. Silco only glares at him. "I mean it. Sharp as a fish hook, my Ma would say."

"She really was a riversider," Silco mutters back and Vander will happily take the edge of mocking rather than that tightly-held anger.

"Got something against riverside? Going to tell me we all smell like chum?"

Silco raises an eyebrow in challenge. "That you can't walk straight on land unless you're drunk?"

"That a freshly washed riversider only has silt between their toes?"

Silco snorts in amusement as they shuffle forward another step. "And the only way to get their attention is to dress in canvas and bring rope?"

Vander laughs at that one. It's such a stupid fisherman joke, but it's not the sort of joke anyone makes around a guy Vander's size. "Yeah, that's us. If it doesn't float or have fins, we're not interested."

Silco tilts his head, his expression becoming thoughtful. "Why didn't you join a boat? Better than being here."

"I get seasick," Vander says, like stepping onto a boat doesn't make him think of his father every damn time. Wonder if he should be mourning or fuming.

"You grew up by the river. How can you get seasick?"

"It's a skill."

"Not a very good one," Silco replies and they shuffle forward another step.

It takes another hour of standing in the electric lights of the courtyard, but eventually they get to the bookkeepers. There's no true privacy in the mine – too many people and not enough space. From his spot in line, Vander hears Silco requesting a balance, and pulling out his notebook. A large folder is opened on the table, the bookkeeping looking up Silco's name.

He reads out the figure and Silco copies it down, while Vander looks on, stunned. It's over twenty thousand bronze. Vander has to cunt on his fingers to translate that debt to gold, but two thousand four hundred gold sounds even worse. Three hundred gold is an impossible figure. Ten times that…

But Silco doesn't even blink at that figure. He just nods and then says, "I want to withdraw coin. How much am I allowed to withdraw on credit?" He withdraws the maximum amount and then asks for half of it in silver.

Vander gets waved over to the other bookkeeper as the coins are counted out.

Vander has nearly eight hundred bronze owed to him. He withdraws most of it, even takes some out in gold just to hold the sparkle in his hand.

He finds Silco waiting for him with a pouch of coins. "Sixty. We didn't agree on interest, but five seems fair."

"For the wood?" Vander stares at the pouch, at the seven bronze lect in Silco's palm. "You don't have to pay me. I don't need–"

"There's nothing free down here," Silco talks over him. "You pay now or you pay later. I don't like building up debts."

"You owe them over twenty thousand!"

Silco looks up at Vander, not backing down an inch. "To be precise, twenty-one thousand, five hundred and eighty. I won't owe you as well."

"Look," Vander says, wrapping a hand around Silco's arm and tugging him away from the others. "I'm sleeping there too. Every night, I'm saving money because I don't have to pay for a bunk. If we're both gaining from it, we should go halves in the costs."

Through narrowed blue eyes, Silco considers it.

"And no interest," Vander adds. "Not between us. We're better than the damn company."

Silco gives one sharp nod to that. "Fine. Halves. That's twenty-seven bronze."

Vander hands him back the pouch. "And the bed too. We should go halves in that."

Silco glances down at his coins, and quickly realises he'll have just enough. "I could have waited until next month, Vander. I don't need charity."

"The isn't charity. This is us working together and improving life for both of us." Vander leans down, low enough that he can whisper right into Silco's ear. Boice pitched carefullylow, he adds, "And this way I don't have to wait to fuck you in a real bed."

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[nomoreusername]

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Pairing:Newt x gender neutral reader

Summary:Newt's bias towards you is more than obvious.

As a second-in-command, Newt knew the rules were important. All of them. Staying in the Glade, doing their part, and never harming another Glader were all part of why everything ran smoothly. A place that had the chance to just be straight anarchy was one of order thanks to them.

As your boyfriend, Newt couldn't help but have a bias. No. You are not allowed to touch another Glader. Yes. Your temper was less than stellar. Sure. He would just happen to end up on your side of whatever the problem was.

“No, you don't understand. I was walking away. He kept talking,”You insisted as he lightly pressed a rag to your still bleeding nose. Something the Medjacks weren't exactly needed for. They were great and all, but Newt was sure he was competent enough to hold some cloth in place.

“You did what you were supposed to,”He defended.

“Exactly. He started it and kept it going. How was I supposed to be the bigger person?”

“He basically made it impossible,”He nodded, pulling the rag away.

“And he literally told me I wouldn't,”You added as he gently dabbed the dried blood off your face.

“And you wouldn't have if he didn't keep going.”

“I wouldn't have,”You agreed.

“Hey, earth to Newt and Y/N, the guy is totally busted up,”Clint reminded you both, pointing over his shoulder at the boy who was glaring at you when everything he had, two bandages on his face and bruises already showing up on his arms and shoulders.

Newt knew better than to start something again. Part of his job was to end drama. Not up the antics.

“That is bad,”He said in a completely serious voice. After all, his injuries were in fact pretty bad.

The boy knew better than to think he was going to get a better response from Newt than that. Everyone did at this point.

[timkontheunsure]

Cash is the Ultimate Big Bad of Helluva Boss

He's the dragon Blitz will have to slay with the help of his found family.

Ok so you know how the show has the theme of overcoming abuse, and Blitz relationships?

and how Blitz helps the people he loves get to a better place? But also believe he makes his loved ones lives worse.

Blitz is still stuck with alot of trauma patterns about him only being able to be loved constitutional (links previously analyses other on Blitz for BBP and core beliefs).

Don't think Millie, or Stolas will enough be to fully able to stop him falling back into that belief on bad days.

(He's come along way, but it can be really tricky to really remove that sort of idea from your head. Without coming to terms with who you're gotta them from in the first place).

But Cash is dead right? Nope. Unfortunately that dickhead leggs past Fizz and Blitz to get out.

Cash is responsible for the break down of every relationship with his family and friends he grew up with.

Cash was the ringmaster, the boss.

He would have been one responsible buying none flammable bloody tents, and the storage of fireworks safely.

He could even mandated the use for imp safe fire in the circus, like earth fire, or what ever the feck paimon was using.

But no, he blames all the dead and damage on his own kid, and says specifically it wasn't an accident. This looks like a way to shift blame and get out of culpability for his negligence.

Getting him off the hook for damages, and keeping Fizz stuck with him.

He's git that stopped Blitz and Fizz talking for 15 years!

By telling Fizz the lie that Blitz set the fire on out of jealousy. Making him feel like their whole relationship was a lie.

And has Barbie and even her nurse parroting Cash's words. With her nurse calling Blitz a deadbeat.

And Barbie screaming that he's ruined her life.

But the deadbeat comments interesting, because Blitz isn't financially responsible for Barbie or his dad. Narcissistic parents assume their kids are. That if they have even a little they 'should' give it to the family (meaning Cash). But will often send siblings to guilt them into doing so.

And with Barbie being an addict before.. yer it sounds like she was pissed he wouldn't give her money for her habit too.

Ok need to talk about after the fire more.

Because this dickwod hits Blitz straight after it. Grabbing Blitz wrist so he can't get away.

You can see Blitz's newly scared skin on the hand, and the fairy lights in the background from the circus.

So this is what Cash did straight after the fire, before Blitz or Fizz even got to the hospital. Blitz has just seen his mum dead, and his friend melted. And the first thing Cash did was beat his son!

But even with Cash alive Blitz wouldn't be in contact right? Yer he is. 🙁

That's who Blitz rings asking asking where Barbie is. That's who Blitz is annoyed at that they didn't even ask where she was going.

But on the bright side Cash's number isn't on Blitz's phone. He has to looks it up in the rolodexs.

This seems like a good compromise, letting him contact in emergency for Barbie. But not having it in his phone for bad nights.

So low contact but not none.

So yer think this is where it'll end up, but glad Blitz is doing better and is taking measures to protect himself from further abuse.

[puppersbagel-org]

Never thought i would make something like this but oh well

im here to talk about a user by the name of @ask-welcomehome and their community. DO NOT GO AND HARASS THEM. REPORT, BLOCK AND MOVE ON

I SPEAK INDEPENDENTLY AND AM NOT SPEAKING ON BEHALF OF COZY CAFE OR LITTLE CORNER

Basically there was an a issue a while ago between cozy cafe, an age regression community that aims to be a safe space for regressors and caregivers alike, and little corner, ask-welcomehome's community who has the same goal, on how little corner was a copy of cozy cafe. The description and about was copied from cozy cafe.

Ask welcomehome then apologised and corrected said issues, said it wouldn't happen again and all was well. Until some people started digging it up and harassing this user because of this issue, which was fixed and they were forgiven and still allowed in cozy cafe.

This drove ask welcomehome to make a post in little corner saying to report everyone in cozy cafe and to attempt taking down the community, whilst making rude remarks about people in the community and saying they're all horrible. I then attempted to inform them that what they were doing was also coming off as harrasment and that a better disision would be to report individuals that were harassing them. They then removed my comments for "irrelevance" and banned me from the community.

I thought maybe i came off as rude and brushed it off as i worded it wrong. But due to recent events i realised its simply because they dont care.

Remember when i mentioned they apologised and said they'd improve? That didn't happen.

i found a post of them asking someone in their ask box if they'd like to join their alterhuman community. This person then called them out for being a copy of their community. This was less than a week ago.

they then apologised, whilst blaming harassment for giving them anxiety, which is a very common thing they do.

user has already been informed that this isbt the first time this has happened.

What drove me to make this post is recent events were welcome home joined cozy cafe, reported some accounts that were against the rules, and used that to brag why they're better. they then blocked admin and started lying saying admin is a ghost blog/a bot.

when you block someone or someone blocks you back, you show up as a ghost blog.

welcomehome then sent an alt who they said was a friend to go "apologise"

this apology was FULL of excuses like "they were semi regressed" "they have anxiety " "theyve been dming me crying about how they wish it went differently"

i am a regressor who has unmediated general anxiety disorder and i have frequent long lasting anxiety attacks that disable me from doing basic things. i have a daily anxiety attacks yet am still able to take responsibility for my actions because anxiety doesn't MAKE you harass people. anxiety doesnt MAKE you copy communities and fake apologies when you're called out.

this "friend" never went and talked to admin before posting and there were two posts made.

the admin then took down the posts, due to it being against the rules and distressing people in cozy cafe and privately talking to said friend.

ask welcomehome was then banned and soon after so was the friend due to the screenshot below

"main home account"

this was their reasoning for this

this may have been the part where i messed up and im sorry for this

i was blocked by them after being banned from little corner so i used an alt to look at their account since people were panicking about them making up stuff. im sorry for that i had no justification other than "i was curious"

but in their description was this

thats the blog tgat was in cozy cafe.

i also found posts straight up LYING about what happened and again, using anxiety as a guilt trip which is INSULTING for someone who has extreme anxiety

they caused drama. i checked my notifs to find paragraphs of excuses used as an "apology"

"for no reason" you just stated why they were banned

"dmed them nothing but rude crap" wrong i dmed them saying that im sorry if what i said came off as rude (i said if it is them they need to log off and get mental help) and i felt like the apology was simply excuses

"over a small mistake" you make rude posts harassing the community and its members and you have not once but twice copied two communities and used being harrassed and having anxiety as a guilt trip, which then you without warning FORCED an apology on the people who dont even KNOW you whilst in a vulnerable mindset just so you can claim you're good and they're bad.

i also saw ZERO comments claiming that ur friend was a bot

the admin is an absolute sweetheart and has been trying his best to handle the situation whilst you and your friends make up lies and harrass the admin and their community

there was another rude post that was deleted

you are NOT fit to have a community and you should take a break off the internet and get HELP .

you are parasocial, you weaponise your disabilities to guilt trip others, you make empty promises and fake apologies, you harass people and throw a tantrum when you get backlash, you're a liar who makes stuff up so they get pity and you use this as an opportunity to advertise your community calling yourself better.

i hope you do learn from your actions this time and realise the severity of your actions.

Little corner and its community has done NOTHING wrong nor has cozy cafe and any other users/ communities that have been mentioned. This is @ask-welcomehome 's mistake and they should own up for it with no excuses, no "friend" speaking for them and no guilt trip/ weaponising disorders and blaming them for their actions.

pls dm my main @puppyregect-org for any further question/details or comment below

sorry for the wall of text LMAO

[alkalinc]

ryan made a mental note to not get on valeria's bad side. someone who could easily find out something like the type of shampoo he used felt like someone who could go even deeper to learn more. not that he had anything to hide, but he still didn't want to be on the bad side of the woman who kept a close eye on luna. in some way, he was certain that would mean he was on luna's bad side and that wasn't something he wanted. considering how things had gone so far this evening, he would much rather stay on luna's good side.

once under the water, he felt the kiss pressed to the center of his back before he turned around to look at her. eyes trailed over her before she laced their fingers together to pull them closer together and he smiled softly down at her. then she was washing him and soon ready to scrub shampoo through his hair. ryan hadn't planned on having her there for that, but he could admit to himself that he liked the feel of her fingers running through his hair and massaging his scalp. "well, i guess i'll smell good for you for the rest of the night." he pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before standing up straight to rinse the shampoo from his hair and rinse everything off his body.

"mmm, much better," he spoke, still letting the hot water beat down on him. his knuckle brushed along her arm and her words had a grin on his lips. then his gaze trailed down to follow her as she got on her knees and he chuckled lowly. a hand reached out to cup the side of her face with his with his thumb brushing over her lower lip. "you look absolutely stunning, babygirl." the sight of her on her knees for him made his cock twitch while he bit down on his lower lip. "you really are a fucking sight, luna."

"you should be terrified...v is very terrifying, especially if you get on her bad side," she said softly and she tipped her head back to look up at him. "a rule?" she asked and then he's tugging her shirt off and tossing it aside. her lips parted and she laughed over the rule, "fine. no more clothes until morning," she murmured and her heart raced as his lips barely touched hers and she breathed heavily. his head ducked and his lips brushed along the curve of her neck. her lips parted with a gasp and her skin flushed. then his hands trailed to her hips and he turned her around. he brushed her hair aside and she closed her eyes as his teeth grazed over her skin.

his words made her smile wider and she took a deep breath as he walked by her into the bathroom. luna shook her head and she followed behind, stepping into the shower. she walked up behind him and kissed the middle of his back. she shivered a little and then she was under the hot water and closed her eyes as she smoothed her hands over her short hair. she hummed softly and leaned forward to press a kiss to his chest and then she laced their fingers together so she could pull him closer.

luna tipped her head to the side and she reached over for the soap and washcloth so she could wash him up. when she moved so he could rinse off, she grabbed the shampoo and beckoned for him to lean closer so she could reach his head. "i like the smell of this. you smell good, ryan mitchell." she smiled and kissed his temple before she scrubbed his hair and his scalp. after she was finished, she moved for him to rinse his hair out and she folded her arms over her chest. "feel better?" she asked and bit into her lower lip. "you look even better wet; it makes me wanna get on my knees for you." she grinned and then did just that. "how do i look, daddy?"

[wild-magic-oops]

I've read a lot of absolute dogshit takes about DATV but "Davrin should've been a templar" takes the cake with its bizarre existence and complete wrongness

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

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