#and now i wanna double down and gain even more

[qgotfat]

really living up to my username lately

[zillatastic]

rapper! ony x singer! reader

summary: good girl gone bad ; you just can’t get enough of rapper ! ony who has made a name for himself for participating in a plethora of (usually) one-sided rap beefs, being a creative lyricist/producer, & being such a bad influence to your heart.

(I suck at summarizing ಥ_ಥ̥)

this post contains: head-cannons, cursing, n-word usage, smidge of smut, spelling errors, lowercase grammar, semi-toxic ! ony or wtv, crybaby ! reader, vague description of reader’s body, lowk clickbaited summary, not proofread.

▬▬ rapper! ony who “accidentally” leaks a snippet of his new song with your moans as the intro melody.

much to your horror the audio blows up on tiktok and now every time you open the app, that accursed audio plays.

the worst thing about it is that every time you bring up the audio to ony and question how it even got leaked in the first place, you’re met with a..

“mmcht, ma, for the last time I don’t know how it got leaked. connie’s dumb ass must have did something stupid and posted the wrong shit.”

or a..

“fatbutt, I don’t know why you complaining. you sound sexy as fuck and the fans wanna hear more of the track once i release it. you don’t wanna disappoint our fans, right ma?”

“n-no, I don’t wanna disappoint them but I just don’t feel comfortable with it. maybe you can call connie one more time and try to get it taken care of ?”

“ight.”

it never gets taken care of, in fact three weeks later ony drops the song with eren as featured artist which doubles the song’s popularity and makes it on the billboard hot 100.

“whose pussy is this, ma ? ~ mhm tell me ?” ony asks while delivering slow harsh strokes into your trembling body. your hair wrapped tightly in his hands as it helps aid his assault into your weeping cunt while his free hand is gripping your midsection equally as tight.

“f-fucknmhm, it’s yours pa,” ony’s abusive thrusts to your pussy force your words to ball up in the back of your throat as you try to concentrate on listening to his commands and hold the phone recording the intimate moment.

watching the phone slowly start to slip through your half- boneless hands, it urged him to re-wrap your hair (tightly) into his hands and harshly lift your body onto his chest while continuing his now- upward thrusts into your cunt. the new angle allowed a deeper reach into your cervix as ony heartlessly knocked into it. “say it louder for the camera baby. whose owns this pussy ?”

“ony does, ony owns my pussy. fuck~ please pa I’m so close.”

“good girl, ma. you so pretty when you cry. now cum for me.” ony commands as he watches your body tremble in pure overstimulation and pleasure. biting his lip as he gently wipes the tears from out the corner your eyes and leans down to kiss your cheek.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who can sense when someone is making his girl laugh.

“ony what is your opinion on the Kendrick vs Drake beef?” a reporter asked while shoving her mic into his face.

ony who was tired of being asked this question sighed and tried his best to formulate a sentence that would not offend either rapper.

“well you know I be-” he stops mid sentence to turn around before hearing the soft chuckle of his girlfriend from across the garden of the regal event.

the reporter who was standing there unanswered lifted a brow and tried to gain ony’s attention back on the question for it’s live broadcasted audience.

“umm, ony ?” the reporter asked until she heard a feminine chuckle from the other side of her. the reporter and the cameraman turned swiftly to what caught ony’s eye to see you laughing hysterically at something thee Brent Faiyaz said.

“I’ll be back.” ony mumbled.

(damn.. someone stole my bitch.)

▬▬ rapper ! ony who promotes your music to his hardcore fan base.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who cannot keep his hands off your body.

he is stuck to you like white on rice.

you physically cannot escape this man because his strong arms are always securely wrapped around your waist, neck or arm.

ony isn’t a controlling person, but he is very clingy. he likes to feel the presence of his girl around him and having a body part of his connect to yours-

It sedates him.

cheesy? I know.. but he’s your man, so you’ll deal with it.

▬▬ rapper ! ony whose mean mug is nasty.

he does not play when it comes to people besides him being handsy with you.

ony’s sideeye has become a stan twitter icon.

in the earlier stages of your blooming relationship ony did not want to come off as too overbearing (he is) and let a lot of of his boundaries be overstepped. he never wanted to cause a big scene, so he always used his face to project his emotions instead of his words and fist.

a particular event where you had been pulled to the side to be interviewed had blown up all over social media because of ony deviously standing in the back- mugging the fuck out of the reporter whose hands were on the small of your back.

retweets of the incident had you delighted while ony was rather annoyed.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who dedicates an entire album to you.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who corrects your behavior.

ony has eyes all over. never forget that.

you two had gotten into an argument the day before over something small. at this point you had already forgotten what you two were arguing about, but the impact of the altercation was still there.

you despised when ony bested you in an argument and in retaliation you decided to attend a not-so little house party that ony advised you not to attend.

so what did you do?

you went to the party.

that night you’d tell ony that it was all sasha’s fault, but this was a conscious choice made by yourself.

that night you were spent bent over ony’s leg being spanked till tears then finger fucked.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who can’t stop talking about you during interviews.

▬▬ rapper ! ony who verbally dragged another artist who decided it would be cute to throw shade at your new single.

“ony, delete the tweet.” with your hands on your hips you let out a deep sigh. you two have been bickering back and forth all evening about the tweet-simply because you didn’t care what someone with barely 500k streams had to say.

“no, she’s gonna learn to pick her battles wisely today, ma.”

“oh my fucking god onyankopon put the phone down.”

(end of rapper! ony x singer! reader headcannons pt. 1)

author note: thank you so much for reading and noting. I have not written in years (2019-22) and I wanted to jump back into something new. usually I would’ve written a 10k fanfic on naruto but I’ve been tuning into a lot of aot/jjk content and I’ve decided this is my new era of writing. I cannot wait to find my own comfort and flow with this new fandom !!

[honeytama]

noah x reader dvp AND noah x reader x oli dvp,, mm m mmm all my favorite subject

yummy smutty 18+ thoughts under the cut as usual

side icons by @/girasois and tagging @bluestdai

cw: double vaginal penetration

“this sounds— so stupid — but do you think you can go deeper? i need more noah, i wanna cum :(“

noah and yourself are the only people on you two’s king size mattress, your cheek pressed in his sleeping pillow and your ass up against his thrusting hips.

“more?” he responds incredulously. “i can move like this?” he repositions to wear his knee is bent toward your ear, foot planted on the mattress. “better?”

“it feels good, but sorry baby,” you whimper against the pillow.

you two had been going at it for 45 min without your first orgasm, which was unusual. you just feel so stretched out by him already and tuckered out enough that clenching around him didn’t help.

“get on your back, baby, let me try something different,” he’s breathless, but he talks soothingly to you. on your back, he enters you and thrusts languidly like usual in missionary,, you’re knees and thighs up and spread to his sides. “do you trust me?”

“mhm,” you nod playing with your breasts.

he stills inside of you and you whine. you watch his right hand come to your cunt and you think he’s going to play with your clit,, but he extends one finger and slowly presses into the space between his cock and the top of your folds. his finger pad facing up to the roof of your pussy

“noah,” you whine and you feel yourself stretch an extra centimeter until you can feel his forefinger rub against your plush, bumpy g-spot. “so. tight.”

“it could be tighter. you’re so wet i could put three fingers up there if you’ll let me?” he smiles at down his success; you writhing under his cock and hand working on your cunt.

you nod vigorously, “YES BUT TWO, two is good. need lube though.”

“mhm,” he hums and grabs it from the mattress with his empty hand. he slowly pulls his finger from you, and returns to mindlessly fucking you so you don’t get antsy. you watch him squirt lube onto his two longest fingers; fore and middle before he stills his hips again. “tell me if you need me to stop.”

he presses them into you again, both slowly at the same time and in the same position as before.

“noah, i feel so full, so stretched —“ you feel his fingers start to move in a come hither motion while sliding in n out of your slick cunt. “mmm fucking good”

“good girl.” he chuckles. “tell me when i can move. i can make you cum right now, just say please,” he commands.

“please move, baby,” you whine and wiggle your hips to gain even more friction.

he works his fingers and thrusts his hips in tandem. sometimes everything is entering you all at once,, sometimes he takes turns with his fingers deeper inside rather than his cock or visa versa

but either way you have the best orgasm of your life and your clenching down on all of him for all he’s worth…

noah’s shit-eating grin is what really ties it all together :( he just loves seeing girl come on all of him. when he cums, too, it’s the best because your so stuffed there’s no way he’s letting it out :((

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you and noah find dvp to be your new special thing. it’s not all the time, but you’ve been practicing together for a few weeks that he’s able to use one of your 4 inch dildos or a similar toy in you instead of his fingers. his favorites are ones that vibrate because he can feel it all. he’s also definitely made you squirt for the first time while trying all of this out but that’s a diff story.

anyway, you bring it up, maybe after a really goood, confident session as he holds you in his arms and is caressing my your back…

“baby, what do you think about having another guy do what you’re doing with me?” you ask, caustiously, softly…

“wdym?”

“like, instead of the toy—“

“mmm,” your head rises against his chest as he chuckles. “I’ve thought about it since we’ve started trying. I do know a guy who’s been interested in you since even before we’ve been together,,,,”

“WHO,” you gasp.

“Oli.”

“NOAHH,” you whine and tap his chest.

noah’s sick, toothy smile is back on his face. “he just has a crush i think. he thinks you’re beautiful. but so do i.”

you’re mind is REELING (oli is a friend to both you, always kind, you just NEVER KNEW??). “OLI, he’s….. handsome. but i like you better! you’re my baby, my boyfriend,” you snuggle up closer. “i would like to try though. can you ask him?”

“anything for you,” noah hums.

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you find yourself in noah and you’s king size mattress again, as you do every night for sleep and several times a week for other things. but your propped up on your elbows looking up at the tall, beefy bodies of your boyfriend, noah, and his close friend oliver sykes

all of everyone’s boundaries have been talked about and met. noah mainly just doesn’t want oli to kiss your lips, and that’s fine.

back to it

no one has their clothes on anymore. pleasures and foreplay like: kissing, hand jobs, blowjobs, them taking turns tasting your arousal straight from the source, them taking turns fucking your pussy in their respective favorite positions, going to paris etc etc have happened so so smoothly. now the boys are just trying to figure out the best position to have you in next.

they’re hair is tousled and both of their cheeks are pink as they do their best to keep their voices low while catching their breath.

oli pipes up a little louder, feeling confident, “noah, lie on your back. take y/n’s spot.” oli reaches out for your hand to help you up from the bed. oli sneaks in kisses along your jawline and down your neck as noah lies back. he instructs you next, but softly in your ear, “y/n, you’re going to ride your boyfriend just like normal, ok?”

“ok,” you squeak out. his fingers trace over the multiple marking they’ve made on your neck and chest throughout the night.

“if we want to take your cunt at the same time, i need you relaxed,” he brushes your hair over your ear. “go, love.”

you eagerly climb on top noah and he reaches out to you with welcoming arms. straddled across his his hips, noah guides your hips down with his hands and bottoms out.

“you’re gonna do so good for us, baby,” he praises as you grind down on him. “just breathe. I’ll talk you through it.”

you feel oliver’s hand on your waist and the bed shifts slightly with his weight added. “you ready?”

“mhmm,” you moan.

oil’s hand presses lightly into your back, pushing your to press against noah’s chest. your face is just above noah’s now… and you hold his shoulders for stability as you feel oil’s tip pushing into your pussy. alongside noah’s cock.

“fuck, fuck— ah,” you whine. tears start to form in the corners of your eyes.

“good girl, you’re doing so well,” noah praises. his face twists too at the feeling of his friend’s dick pressing against his.

“so tight—so good,” oli groans.

“oli, go further. I— I can do it,” you moan, your heavy breaths mess with the hairs on noah’s forehead.

“Fuck” “ah” “shit” is what you all say together once both of them have bottomed out inside of you.

“tell us when we can move, baby,” noah moans.

“please,” you practically grunt. you’re so full, you’re surprised you can even form coherent words. but you want to cum! on both of their cocks. and take both of their loads :(

oli moves first, thrusting his hips at a steady pace and his cock hits places you didn’t even know existed inside of you. noah moves with him, using his expertise with his fingers and toys when he dvp’s you himself. he works with that.

the sounds of all three of your moans, groans, grunts and foul words scream nauseatingly loud inside of your bedroom. noah whispers praises for you when he can, but he’s so far gone. he doesn’t even notice the pink half-moons your making with your nails into the skin of his shoulders.

cold tears roll down and accumulate at the tops of your cheeks. it’s feels so good and so much better than a toy as guy #2.

oli is the first to say that he’s almost there, “fuck, i’m gonna cum so hard into you…” and it pushes you and noah right over the edge.

like a fantasy, all three of you take your orgasm at the same time. they still inside of you, but you continue to grind on both of their cocks, making them groan in pleasure. you feel them fill you up with sprays of their cum, warming you up quick.

after riding down all of your highs, still in the same position, oli slowly leaves your don’t,,, “Noah, look,” he breathes out heavily.

noah has you come slowly of his dick, he’s sensitive :(

a bit of his? cum seeps out of you as you come off of him and it pools on his stomach, he gasps as he watches it drip from you

you move off of him to lie on your stomach and legs splayed apart, still catching your breath and letting your heart beat go down.

“oh, fuck,” noah says in a low tone.

the two men ogle you from the end of the bed. your stretched pussy still open for them to see, and their mixed cum leaking out out of you onto the sheets.

(extra: oli asking you to turn over while dvp,,, so you’re facing oli as he fucks you from the front and your back is against Noah’s chest ,,,,,,)

ANYWAY WHEW

[legend-the-dumb-jock]

Hi! I'm a big guy myself, but I wish I received a package of pills to make me a huge mix of crazy muscles and fat, and also dumb af, just wanna become a stupid giant mass of a man, please.

Sure. Take this bottle. Only 1 is required for this change. You just need to make sure this is what you want. Some medications have a long lasting side effect. Some even permanent. But you bring the greedy man you are just take a hand full of pills at once. Damn. You men I really wish would listen. Your body begins to spasm and contort as your beefy frame begins to really pack on some muscle and bulk. Weight that you had always tried to gain but never been able to force your body to do it. Well now it was going to happen even against your will. You feet burst out of your shoes growing from size 12 to a size 16 extra wide. Already costing themselves in hair and sweat while your legs bulk up with firm muscle and fat. Your thigh are large and jiggle when you walk while your butt I’d bulbous. Your dicks and balls grow large. Pushing forward and hanging low. Always forcing you rearrange them now while your arms bulk with muscle and fat. Your chest remains firm but says slightly. A thick beard grows on your face while a thick double chin grows in and hair begins to grow across your widening back. Just when you think the change is done your stomach begins to churn and push forward. Bending your spine forward as it continues to grow resting heavy on your already large feet. Every inch of it gets coated in thick dark hair. Something that can never be shaved and when that massive fur is done growing you can even see your large feet or big dick anymore. It blocks your viewed of everything. It’s taught and has no give as you try to suck it in and your stomach muscle no longer respond. Leaving you with a permanently massive bear gut. Muscle and fat all perfectly marbled together. Breathing heavy as the sweat is pouring down your hairy body you try to take the rest of the bottle. Only to realize you took them all the first go. Your stomach’s churning. You’re so hungry. A protein shake forms beside you and you drink it like the filthy animal you are now. Making your gut harder and rounder. Making the weight pack your body even more. A vicious cycle you are going to get used to. Your jaw goes slack and drool begins to pool. As the final changes set in. Dropping you iq from 130 to 50. To make you the epitome of stupid fuck. And all you’ll ever be good at now if lifting heavy stuff. Burping. And eating more than your fair potion of everyone’s meal.

[tavolgisvist]

Dress Me Up As A Robber

I wrote this, I think, in the summer of 1980, possibly up in Scotland. And for some reason I just thought, ‘You could dress me up as a robber, but it’s not gonna change my feelings for you’; that was the basic thing. ‘You can dress me up as a soldier / But I wouldn’t know what for / I was the one that told you he loved you / Don’t wanna go to another war’.

(Paul McCartney about Dress Me Up as a Robber (1980/1982), The Lyrics, 2021)

See, I said [to them], “Look, the thing is, we’ve got all these advisors and all this sort of stuff. I think what would be good to do is the four of us just get a document – we don’t even have to meet for long, we just get some kind of document – and sit down and say, without even asking Klein, Eastmans, anybody, without saying to anyone, we’ll just write a little thing saying, ‘We hereby split up, and everything’s got to be shared by four,’ and then just lay it out on them. Say, ‘Here, now, sort it out.’” And I was saying that would be good. But John’s saying, “Oh, yeah, but that’s like asking us to stop the bombing in Vietnam.” What do you mean? Don’t put me – don’t call me the bloody American, I’m not the aggressor. That’s what I mean. They think I’m like – ’cause I’ve done the High Court action, ’cause I look like the aggressor, they’re sort of thinking of me in terms of America. But really, I’m Vietnam! I’m the one getting screwed, you know! I mean, they’re – I’m not… you know. We eventually decided we were all Vietnamese. [laughs] <…> They don’t believe – they don’t think what I’m saying is true. They think that I’m just pulling a fast one. Klein’s told them I’m trying to get control of the company and everything.

(Paul McCartney, Nov 1971, interview with Chris Charlesworth)

“But I keep wanting to send him postcards saying The wars over if you want it” – tell him what hes saying. Its just crazy, I'm sure the truths a whole lot more simple than it`s made out.”

(Paul McCartney, Nov 1971, interview with Steve Peacock)

I spoke to the Eastmans. I said, “If we all think he’s not going to have a tax consequence, let’s give [the indemnity] to him.”’Cause, you know, if all sides are that smart, let’s all offer it. Break the deadlock. I went to New York, feeling like the bringer of good news. I rang him up. “Hello, John, how are you? Hello, how’s the kids? Oh, great. What’s all this about publishing? Yeah, great”—laugh laugh laugh—“What about Apple?” Tense. You know, that was the unfortunate thing in the last ten years. The moment you mention the word Apple, all of us go, eeeeep! Dread and horror and shock goes through all our systems. I said, “Look, as I understand it, you need this indemnity.” John said, “Fucking indemnity. Fucking this, fucking that. You don’t need to give me fucking indemnity, you fucking—” I think we ended up just sort of swearing at each other. I said, “Fuck you, ya big cunt,” ’cause I just couldn’t handle it. I couldn’t be sweet and reasonable anymore. I was shaking for an hour after that. Of course, the funniest thing was, I then meant to ring John Eastman and say to him, “No, no, it’s not gonna work, this whole thing. I tried to do the indemnity, it’s not gonna work.” Of course, I got the phone numbers wrong. I rang John Lennon back instead. [When the phone was answered, I said,] “Hello, John? Yeah, listen, I just—oh—yeah well…” But it was Yoko this time, and then I said, “Look, I didn’t mean for it to get like that—but, shit, you know, it seems to have got…” The funny thing was, they knew I was trying to ring John Eastman immediately after, so that would have reinforced their little feelings about me double-dealing…

(Paul McCartney, 1980, in All You Need Is Love by Peter Brown and Steven Gaines)

The interviews were conducted for the book The Love You Make: An Insider’s Story of the Beatles by Peter Brown and Steven Gaines. Except for Yoko Ono’s interview, they were conducted in England and New York in the fall of 1980, just a few weeks prior to John Lennon’s death on December 8 of that year.

(Peter Brown, 2023, All You Need Is Love, Introduction)

[actualbird]

bored at work so here's a quick post of me rating luke cards where hes shirtless based on how feral it makes me

warning for slightly n/s//f///w language ahead and general down bad-isms from yours truly

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SSR Burning Heart - 4/10

he looks okay and the puppy is adorable, but it just feels rather static and lacking impact. maybe it;s because the context of this card is that hes Literally Posing For A Picture and when luke tries too hard, the sexiness transforms into endearing nerdiness. like, i do not want to take this lukey to bed so much as giggle at him and go "ohhhh mister tough guy over here thinks he's hot shit" and then he'd sigh and flash his puppy eyes at me and i'd poke him in the tummy

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MR Shining Warmth - 5/10

i know i went feral over this when it first came out but now that im looking at it in hindsight i just cannot accept that luke's waist and frame is that narrow, like….no. thats not the luke i know in my heart. the luke i know in my heart would be built like a double door fridge. still, i like how this card shows off his arms and that part of his waist where the muscle lines lead down to his c[TRUCK PASSES BY BLARING ITS HORN LOUDLY]

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MR Moonlit Prisoner - 7/10

has the same "too slim build" problem as the last but it gains points because of the WOUNDSSS MMMM I LIKE MY MEN HALF NAKED AND INJURED, WROW. the chains add a lot too, along with his TONGUE, WHAT THAT TONGUE DOOOOOOOO. i wish they took of this dang sheet though, it's covering too much skin, i wanna see more of this wounded chained dog, SHOW ME MORE, AND TAKE YOUR PANTS OFF WHILE YOURE AT IT!!

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MR Alluring Illusion - 8/10

LISTEN….I KNOW SOMETHING LOOKS OFF With THE ANATOMY OR WHATEVER BUT I RLLY LIKE THIS CARD BC 1) bird boy, this card was MADE for me and 2) he looks BUILT here, hes bUFF, look at his ARMS, this bird can PUMMEL YOU TO PIECES. i want to lay eggs for him

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R Sweet as Honey - 10/10

yes, an R card wins. an R card that not even showing the shirtlessness as much but thats what makes it so GOOD, it's the TEASE, the tension between DESIRE AND REALITY. that, plus he looks like a FRESHLY BRED OMEGA AFTER HIS FIRST HEAT. rawr. RAWR!! i need him bouncing and moaning on it expeditiously.

[dunmeshichilchuck]

For That One Guy on Tumblr part 12

Chilchuck x !fem !halffoot reader

Short update this time

Chilchuck finishes as quickly as you did, and curtly informs you that he's done. 

Both of you wind up sitting against one of the walls, staring blankly out into the dimly lit room, too exhausted to do anything else. The adrenaline has fully worn off now that you're not moving and have nothing left to do, and the reality of the situation is finally catching up to you both.

"Well." You break the silence finally. "This fucking sucks."

Chilchuck is silent for half a beat more, and then makes a sound that is halfway between a snort and a chuckle. "Yeah. Yeah it does." He snorts again, and then begins to laugh, half choking on it. You stare at him, and then find yourself joining in, giggling half hysterically. You both laugh for far too long over something that was barely a joke to begin with.  

You finally choke out "We are absolutely dying here." and then burst into another fit of laughter. The idea is hilarious to you all of a sudden. You've both fought so hard, survived so much, and you're going to starve to death because of bad luck. What a funny twist of fate. 

Chilchuck seems to have gained some form of control over himself. He's still visibly fighting back a laugh but he's regaining his composure. "Alright, pull yourself together. Maybe we will die here, but there's no point in giving up." 

His seriousness and rigorous adherence to the rules suddenly seems even more funny to you than it already did. You start laughing harder, and then lean back against him, letting half of your back be supported by his chest. You're not quite in his lap, but it's close. He goes rigidly stiff. 

"Ah lighten up" you say easily. "I'm not giving up, and I know you're not either. What's wrong with a little laughter in the dark?" 

You're being facetious, but you're at the fuck it stage of continuous fear and adrenaline. You're ready to start having some fun with it. 

He's still stiff under you, but notably hasn't made any move to push you off or gotten pissed at you. 

"We're coworkers." He says abruptly. "Any sexual contact-".

You snort uncontrollably, and start laughing again. What little you can see of his face out of the corner of your eye is brilliant red. "Does this count as fucking to you?" You choke out. "Because that would explain a lot." 

He sputters a bit, and then says "All I was trying to say was that we shouldn't have sex! I assumed you were initiating something!" 

You laugh so hard it feels like you might genuinely throw up, while he sits stiffly, looking distinctly, wildly mortified. 

"What you-" you choke out. "You thought - thought I was gonna ask to work off some of that almost dying adrenaline? Maybe -" you break into laughter again. "Maybe pull the last night on earth line? And you were going to say 'sorry I know this will be my last chance to get laid but I'm going to refuse because -" you double over, ribs actually hurting now. "'because my contract says no sex with coworkers'??? Come ON man." 

Chilchuck looks indignant. "Well it's not like I don't want to have sex with you! you're just really banged up and concussed and you're stuck working with me! I'm just trying to not take-" 

You wheeze loudly. "HA." You're almost incoherent now. 

You curl up on the ground and make an indecipherable series of sounds reminiscent of a pipe organ being cleaned, or perhaps a cat being hit with a broom but the cat has something stuck in its throat.

"Are. Are you okay?" Chilchuck asks. He sounds genuinely concerned. 

You finally manage to regain some semblance of control over your vocal chords. 

"YOU WERE PROJECTING!" you choke out between wheezing gasps. "AHAHA YOU WANNA FUCK ME SO BAD IT MAKES YOU STUPID." 

Chilchuck doesn't even try to deny it. Just stares down at you with the distinct look of a man who wishes he were dead. 

You're stuck dying in a labyrinth with an emotionally constipated and apparently very horny man and it's the funniest goddamn thing that's ever happened to you. 

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[theloganator101]

One thing I feel not enough people talk about is how in episode 2, it was Vaggie who pushed Charlie to confront Valentino, which put both her and especially Angel in danger.

Yes, Charlie is accountable for her own actions, which is why she owns up to and apologizes to Angel. But Vaggie is consistently depicted as being more reasonable and realistic than Charlie, so why in the hell did she push her to do this? Wouldn't she have understood that it was at least threatening to Angel's job? Not to mention that Valentino is a Warlord and part of the Three Vees. What if that had made Charlie and the hotel even more of a target?

(You could also make the argument that it was pretty underhanded of her to poke at Charlie's authority as princess. Vaggie knows that the people in Hell don't respect Charlie as a ruler and it's something she struggles with. Maybe Vaggie was trying to help her gain authority, but it still feels like she was being willfully ignorant at the very best)

And while Charlie recognizes that she was wrong for pushing boundaries, Vaggie doubles down by telling Husk to force Angel to come back. Like?? Every episode, Vaggie just doesn't seem to learn anything

And I was JUST thinking about writing another post about Vaggie today!

But yeah it’s like super weird and bad that the show NEVER holds Vaggie accountable for any mistakes she makes, like she’s never to blame for anything that happens and it’s always on someone else.

Like you said, it was her idea for Charlie to go and talk to Val about Angel, but it’s even worse when she didn’t even offer to come with her in case things go bad. And yeah it could’ve been her trying to boost Charlie’s confidence and not be afraid to use her status as the Princess of Hell… and that she doesn’t even say "We should all go look for Angel" and just told Husk to look for him was kind of rude of her.

And now for something I wanna add to this conversation! The twist of her being an angel!

During the whole scene of it all, not once does it ever call her out on keeping such a secret from Charlie for three years and how it basically shows she doesn’t trust her to know, and even when it gets revealed… no one reacts. Not even the narrative holds her accountable for not telling her sooner!

In fact it even treats it like she was IN THE RIGHT to keep it a secret! I honestly wished Charlie stayed mad a little longer and not immediately forgiven Vaggie.

It’s super frustrating that she never gets called out for her mistakes and is treated like she’s in the right every time.

[doiefics]

late night love affair

pairing: jihoon x gn!reader

prologue: when your boyfriend returns home late from practice, he finds you awake, and needy

genre: suggestive + fluff

wordcount: 958

warnings: none

It was late at night, far beyond your usual bedtime hours, and when you realised your eyelids could no longer bear the weight of a much-needed slumber, you instantly put on your headphones to fight it.

A text from Jihoon was already double-blue-ticked, saying he wouldn't be home before sunrise, which was the reason behind your nocturnal activities for the day.

It made total sense, for that's what lovers do.

The man had been sweating and spending uncountable hours in the practice room for the past few weeks.

He'd always keep you updated about his work, and whether it was hot gossip or promotion schedules, you were his place to confide in, and he kept you up to date.

"He won't be home before another hour." You said this as you cancelled the outside world's noise, including the buzzing of the midnight bugs. It was an old habit of yours to talk to yourself.

And at times like these, the kitchen seemed like an amusing place.

The handwritten, leather-covered book of recipes that your grandmother handed you lay open on the counter. Of course, figuring out her handwriting was a little too difficult, but it was about your pride as you stood confident you wouldn't burn the kitchen down as long as you followed every instruction; it was simple.

"My heart is innocent, but my body really, really wanna sin with you." You sang out loud to keep yourself company. It felt as if the song was indeed written for you as you stood in the dim light kitchen, mixing dough by now.

The more you thought about the song, the more your body ached for a particular touch.

You shook your head as if shrugging the scenarios out of your head quite literally.

Your otherwise spice-abundant life faces scarcity at times like these, but there wasn't much you could do.

Not a minute later, a pair of hands wrapped up from behind, driving your instincts to work rapidly and causing a shock, but they were calmed just as soon with the realisation, as if your skin sensed the fingerprints.

Your brain took note that he must have entered while you had no clue he did, lost in your own world and in between the deaf walls of the headphones.

The same pair of hands tightened their grip soon, tight but never too tight to cause any pain, as they found their way inside the cloth, in direct contact with your bare tummy, sending tingles down everywhere, even where they should not.

Your upper body lay back, as it was accustomed to by now, gaining more head and neck smooches. The whisker subtly dropped off your hands, and your eyes shut themselves.

Jihoon smelled like a weird mix of his juicy red fruit scent and sweat, yet it was the most comfortable smell at the moment.

"What's making you smile so much, hmm?" He whispered next to your earlobe, taking your gadget off, and you did not even know you had been smiling the entire time.

"Audio porn." You blurted out with pursed lips, unable to control the urge to break into a laugh when he moved the device close to his own ears with one hand, the other one still holding on to you, as some child of three holds onto their favourite plushie.

Jihoon let out a small chuckle; his voice was rather deep, or maybe it was the effect of the night.

"Your brain is too filthy for that face, isn't it?" He hummed again, keeping them completely aside this time, and he felt so warm yet insanely attractive, especially when your hawk eyes took notice of his veiny arms; he had been practising and working out, you see.

"Are you going to discipline me, then?" You asked, with sarcasm overflowing. You had been with him for quite a long time to know just enough to get him in the mood for certain things.

He just chuckled again, indicating that you should keep carrying this.

"And well, I figured." It was you who spoke again. "I needed some aid to keep me going; you return home at ungodly hours."

"There are some essential activities that couples need to carry out." You continued with your monologue, turning your body to face him and resting your hips on the kitchen slab as he just stared into your soul with his signature not-so-shy smile.

The dough mixture and the diary were forgotten about.

"Right. Groceries and taxes and-" As soon as he spoke, his words were interrupted by a longing kiss on his lips. No one could ever level with his teasing game.

Jihoon took your hands in his and placed them over his shoulders, and you took no time to fiddle with the collar of his white t-shirt.

"Hesitation and shame, you lack them both." And you could only wink at his words as he moved his buff chest closer to yours, close enough that there was little to no space left in between.

And some timings in life are not just bad but also annoying. When it starts to rain while you're out without an umbrella, when you are about to pay for your meal but forget your wallet, or when you're about to kiss and the phone rings.

You could have sworn his lips were not even millimetres away from yours, and his hands ran all over your back, lifting your shirt.

"Manager." It read.

Jihoon's passionate gaze only drifted away for a short moment before he brought it back to your eyes, silencing his phone and continuing with the unfinished business.

"You're shameless." You spoke in the middle of the kiss, pulling back to catch up on your breath.

"You're just as shameless." He cooed. 

"Even more."

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please refrain from plagiarising, translating or posting outside of this platform

[stxrbby]

Part 2: 42! Miles x y2k reader

Warning: nothing (not proof read at all!) it’s 12pm and I have so much school work to do rn (im deadass about to get kicked out)

Word count: 460

It was 2.42am when your phone rang. Not your regular phone your flip phone. As soon as you gained awareness you jump out of bed walking up to your burner? Why would your plug be calling you at this time?

“Hey Andrew you got my stuff?” You rubbed your eyes putting in a pink robe with the phone in your hand.”come outside. Use the fire escape” a low automated voice spike through the phone you looked at the number

“My man’s”

“Who is this” you looked suspiciously at the phone

“I’m giving you 2 minutes come outside” the voice hung up leaving you alone with your questions.

Following what the voice said you snuck out of the dorm using the fire escape.

“You’re late. 4 minutes.” You turned around seeing Miles. His puffer jacket and jordans made you chuckle to yourself.

“Since when was you my mans?” You answer reluctantly

“Who’s Andrew?” He completely ignored your question staring at you blankly for the answer?

“None of your business…why did you call me out here in the first place?”

“responde mi pregunta cariño (answer my question sweetheart” he completely ignored you again and you were growing quiet tired of his shenanigans

“Miles answer my questions you woke me up at 3 in the morning almost broke my nails getting down here and now you wanna ignore all my questions?”

“I don’t answer questions Querida (darling) I just wanted to see you”

He pulled closer to you lightly grabbing your chin and looking at you but his eyes adverted to the back of you at the wall from time to time

“Your more different without your makeup” he stares at you for time and smiles

That smile that makes your knees weak that makes your heart skip a light beat and you knew…even if for a second that he felt the same way

But as he lowered his guard for a second the next second it was back up again with him pushing you away placing your real phone in your hand

“Now you have me on both your phones” he turned away walking into a dark alleyway. Sighing to yourself you climb up into your bedroom felling in your pocket you notice that your flip phone that you double checked was there when you left was gone and there was one possible suspect

Y/n: Miles where is my flip phone?!

My man: it’s with me until you answer my questions mami

Y/n: Miles! You’re not funny come back with my phone now!

Y/n: MILES

Y/n: MILES GONZALO MORALES YOU ARE NIT FUNNY!

My mans: night mami

Y/n:Miles istg I’m cutting your braids off if you don’t pick up the phone

1 missed call

Y/n: I’m going to kill you

Seen

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Fic Author Self Rec

Thank you so much @alexagirlie for the tag!!

When you get this, reply with your favourite 5 fics you've written, then pass it on to at least 5 other writers.

I'm not sure if I even have five fandom fics posted 😂 So we'll see how this goes! In no particular order..

1 All of our Book's Pages Dog Eared (Equestrian!Jace x Farrier!Cregan, House of the Dragon)

Inspired by a friend's incredible fic that got me into Jacegan as a ship, a british take on hotd horsefic. My longest multi-chapter for a fandom, I'm so proud of it. Farrier!Cregan takes a temp job at the Red Keep working for world famous dressage rider Rhaenyra Targaryen. Gets more than he bargained for in the form of her eldest son...

2 Shield that Guards the Realms of Men (Gen - for now. Harwin Lives, House of the Dragon)

This was wholly inspired by the hotd season 2 trailer seeing jace and cregan at the wall, and ended up making me expand a little personal drabble about Harwin being sent to the wall rather than dying at Harrenhal. When Jace visits the wall with Lord Cregan Stark to gain favour for his mother's war, there's a familiar face waiting for him in the Lord Commander. (Planning a Chapter 2 with some Jacegan but i've not managed to get around to it yet)

3 The Princess, The Queen and the Prince Consort (Canon Divergent!Harwin x Rhaenyra, House of the Dragon, Episode rewrite)

A rewrite of that scene in 1x06, where Harwin gets to punch Crispy. Rewritten based off of a roleplay over on @scripturient-roleplay. What if Harwin and Rhaenyra had been able to marry, and he survived into the dance?

4 To The Sea We Shall Return (Canon Divergent!Harwin x Rhaenyra, House of the Dragon, Episode rewrite)

Another episode rewrite, this time 1x07, the funeral on driftmark and Aemond losing an eye. We see things go down from Harwin's POV. I had a lot of fun with this one! Again, based off of a roleplay over on @scripturient-roleplay. Rhaewin living their best lives.

I don't have anything else published, but honourable mention to the Rhaewin F1!AU that I posted here just for fun that's since become over 100 pages of google docs rambling.

As for people to tag... Idk if I know 5 writers here 😂

@cordeliacordate @archaiccotton @heliophytes @rentekren

Apologies if I've double tagged anyone! I could only think of four but I only tagged four fics 😂 ofc participation is totally optional, and if you see this and wanna do it but I've not tagged you, go for it! Just tag me, I wanna see everyone's stuff!

[lovelykhaleesiii]

I WANNA BE DARK!CHUBBY!AEGON MODERN HOUSE WIFE.

He always comes back home to dinner, having you sitting on his lap and you feed him it, always telling you about them dumb cunts at works and how much he missed that pretty pussy of yours…

please this AU has never left my mind nor will it ever... it calls for me <3

Happy Wife, Happy Life...

PAIRING: Modern!Chubby!Aegon ii Targaryen x fem!Reader

WORDS: 1,224.

WARNINGS: swearing, dry humping, very domestic dynamic.

A/N - I couldn't help myself, I had to write... bitchass labels ain't going to stop me!!!! MUAHAHAHA hope you all enjoy this little read x

"Honey, I'm home!"

The familiar, deep tone of your husband's voice boomed down the corridor, hearing the main door shut and some heavy footsteps after.

"In the kitchen, baby!" You sweetly coo, your heart now swelling with content upon Aegon's anticipated arrival home from work. He had been vigorously working throughout these past few weeks, the pressure of meeting multiple deadlines and the stress of outperforming other firms was gradually beginning to surface. And it seemed Aegon had finally reached breaking point...

"How was work, my love?" You longingly question, your attention pacing between your plump husband and feast you had just finished preparing.

Met with an exhausted sigh, you knew that Aegon was fed up. Upon his return each working day you found him to be more exhausted than the previous day. Growing even more and more hesitant waking up every dim morning, dreading having to leave your cosy side in bed.

"Same old same, fucking work with half-wits," Aegon erupted, as he reached over from behind you, cheekily dipping a pudgy finger into the fresh sauce left open in the saucepan.

"Aeg please-!"

Earning a low, growling chuckle from your husband, Aegon pressed his stockier physique deeper into you, his soft stomach perfectly nestled in the curve of your spine.

"Hmm, you know how much I love your cooking, baby. Can't you tell? Look at how round you've made me-" Aegon persisted, his voice growing lower as he edged in deeper, his thick arms firmly wrapping around your waist, leaving soft, wet kisses in the crook of your neck.

"Aeg, your old enough to have some self-control... Besides, I like your softer size, more of my dear husband to love and to hold," You sweetly giggle, teasingly shoving your backside further into Aegon's groin. The growing tension in his suit pants was evident, his thick cock palpating with excitement in between your tender cheeks.

"Turns me so on seeing you going above and beyond for me, being the perfect, little trophy wife."

"Aeg-" You sternly utter, feeling the familiar, yearning heat brewing in between your inner thighs. God, did he know precisely how to get you feeling a certain way and only just in a matter of seconds... Curse his dirty tongue.

"To the table, now. I'm fetching you your plate, big boy-" You meekly attempt to push his heavier mass off of you, managing to gain just a few inches of distance between your bodies. As if on cue, Aegon's stomach lowly rumbles, the hunger evident, triggered by the potent, delicious smell of the dinner.

"Yes, ma'am."

Plopping himself down eagerly, the wooden chair blatantly creaking beneath the pressure of his weight.

"Fuck, angel, you know you make it so hard for me to leave for work every morning. And the assholes I work with, make it less convincing for me to stay," Aegon defeatedly sighed, as he loosened his red tie from around his neck: the once prominent double chin now more subtle as the fat beneath his chin relaxes from the tension of his tie.

"I'm sorry, baby-" You gently soothe, as you steadily place the full plate of food down in front of Aegon.

"Not to mention, my father's been down by neck about all these clients I have to meet with, and Aemond's been a pest to work with. Always nagging."

Softly rubbing circles against his sturdy back, it was little reassurance left you could offer. Aegon had been complaining petulantly all week, and for valid reasons. Work had been exhausting for him, and the least you could do was help to take his mind off of it...

"Sounds like you just need to relax, baby. All this built up tension is no good for you, my love," You considerately utter, seating yourself over his dense, wide lap. A sly smirk half-heartedly appears on Aegon's face, excited for what was to follow.

"No, no, you shouldn't have to lift a single finger-" Lifting his pudgy hand up, planting a soft peck on his palm, before guiding it back down, just towards the entrance of your throbbing entrance.

"Now that you are home. Let your pretty, obedient wife take care of you, I want to take care of you, my big boy."

Slightly turned away from him, you reach over to grab the fork, piling on a mouthful of the dinner before practically spoon-feeding your porky husband.

"Hmm-" Earning a deep, almost sensual like moan from Aegon, as his head and eyes rolled back momentarily, as he scoffed the bite down. Easing his head back up, as his sole attention rested on you once more, he was met with another mouthful, and another, and another after that.

"Spoiling my husband like a King, my favourite pastime," You lustfully coo, smoothly rubbing Aegon's swollen belly in between a few mouthfuls, as you eased the growing fullness. Each time you'd turn, adjusting yourself in his lap, the fleeting moments of grinding against his chunky thighs further provoked the friction beneath, Aegon's hard cock still evidently growing beneath the tight fabric of his pants.

"Fuck, baby-This, this is exactly what I mean. Why spend my day with incompetent people, when I could be doing this? Getting spoiled and fucking you senseless as a reward for being such a good wife."

"Mhmm, tell me more, husband. Am I doing such a good job, you can't wait to come straight back home to me, like a good little piggy? Thinking about me when you should be meeting serious clients, huh?"

Before he could respond promptly, you teasingly shove another mouthful of food into his already full mouth, earning a small giggle from you. Although, it did not take him long to consume the piece, licking his moist, plump lips as he regained awareness.

"Every time I leave that door, I can't help but think about you, princess. The thought of that pretty pussy of yours all alone and aching for me, for my cock. How bad I want to fill you with my seed, taking me so well, like a good wife should."

Instinctively, you lustfully bite your lips to Aegon's meticulous words, a sudden urge to just kiss him igniting in the pit of your stomach. His pudgy hands: one rested on your back keeping you steadily supported, and the other tightly gripping your thigh. Feeling his hold gently pushing you down, attempting to bury you deeper against his mass, you readjust, feeling his solid, pulsating cock beneath your moistening entrance.

"Y-You've never been so right, Aeg. I may be busy cleaning and cooking, keeping this home, our home, well-kept and spotless-" Resting the fork on the now empty plate, before wrapping your arms around Aegon's thick neck.

"A plate full of food and seconds ready for you to devour, but I crave for more. I crave for my husband, his full attention, his touch, his kisses, his cock-" You softly chuckle, closing the distance between your faces, as you plant a long, tender kiss on his soft, tasteful lips, before breaking apart.

"Is dessert ready?" He oddly questioned, a stoic look on his pudgy face, although his sudden question earned a skeptical look from you, as your brows furrowed.

"Yes."

"It can wait... I need to sate my wife for her day's of hard work. I need to have you now."

general taglist - @evenstaris @chompchompluke @fan-goddess @malfoytargaryen @ilikeitbetterangsty @bibli0thecary @m1ndbrand

Aegon taglist - @who-told-you-this-was-butter

[sea-of-dust]

Ok so bracelet girls having duels for fun with their s/o but they notice s/o is going easy on them so they ask them to play seriously and maybe even promise them an award for winning. S/o then proceeds to completely destroy them in a single turn.

Bracelet girls x GN!Reader

Imagine telling someone to try and then they wipe the floor with you

N: YUGIOH ARC V ANNON YUGIOH ARC V ANNON YUGIOH ARC V ANNON how do I manifest yugioh annons NO HOW TO MANIFEST ARC V ANNONS FINALLY.

YOU SHOW DEMONSTATION! Yuya would have put you two up to it. "Now that I think about it I wanna see a duel between you and Yuzu" You sigh rubbing your temple "third time you asked" Yuzu pouts beside you "wait how much do I get paid for this?"

Lil bro might have to get an actual job soon, as you two got onto the field, saying the usual heart throbbing duel starting chant. You could already hear them prasing you two for how you got the crowd going.

You already planned on going easy on her, first duel she actually uses fusion, then having gong wake you up from your nap this time (not cool), the only thing keeping you up was definitely the cash Yuya promised and seeing her expression when she beats you

"Y/n seems down" "yea it isn't fun seeing them when they look so scary when tired" you glare at the fruit squad, accidently scaring them. "I summon-" you narrow your eyes trying to see if you even picked the right card. "Oh come in!" You look up at Yuzu "are you even trying?! Give em a show they won't forget!" "A show they won't forget huh?" You wipe your eyes, check you twos life points, and suddenly gain enough energy to power a city

"Everyone! I'll blow your minds right this momment!" You cover one of your eyes with your card before revealing it to be a spell. "Hopefully you don't mind my field spell" you hear everyone gawk as their surroundings change once again. "Cool but not enough to take out bloom diva" "that's where your wrong dear yuzu" you pat one of your monsters "you see besides being a damage stick one of the best things about my partner here" the monster beings to distort swirling with a card from your hand "is that when fused he tends to create an even more powerful monster than bloom diva could dream" an even larger than a monster you had before appears. "Whadya say you spin her around a bit" your smile widens to a menacing smirk, activating your monsters affect to spin the poor bloom diva back to the extra deck. "Still isn't enough I could just wipe you with a sneeze" "Yuzu you should know not to underestimate me" you hop onto your monster "after all this guy dosent just spin, he's offended you'd even suggest that" you pull its face getting a laugh out of the children, you smile at them, most smiling back cheerfully as well as noticing Yuzus face visibly fill with blush "Now, I activate my spell☆" "what does it do?!" The audience and her shout "simple my monster gains double the difference in life points between me and Yuzu" "3600-200!" "I failed math, but I'm pretty sure that might bust a hole into the fence" Sora remarks nearby Yuzu's dad just to get his reaction. you clap your hands "go at it bud!" The monster dives onto Yuzus remaining monster. She covers her face with her arms as her life points hit zero. You run over to her as the field disapaits "you alright?" "I'm fine" you pull her up "really because I swear I saw your life points hit the negitives" "real funny"

You, Sora and her get dragged around by Yuri. Understandable, you don't wanna duel him. "I'm gonna evaporate" "No" "DONT LEAVE US Y/N" Sora cries at your ankle "too late legs given out" You feel as if your fading away while once again being dragged by Yuri "my soul will never escape him!!" "Y/N!!" Sora falls to his knees dramatically. Serena causally pulls out her duel disk and texts you on it "what the heck you can do that?" "Do you know how easy it is to jailbreak them?"

As soon as night fell you two ran outside. "Why do you know his sleeping habits?" "Who do you think he calls when he needs bedtime stories and Dennis isn't around?" "So why is Sora here?" "We need someone to play lookout" "I thought I was here for candy!" You shush him simultaneously "dang my bad" you pull out a bag of spare candy you had. Starting the duel with Serena

"The moon might give me a bonus" "in lighting?" "?" "You look beutiful under the moon I got distracted" "i-" she mutters fumbling with her cards "EW" "can it till ya grow taller" you were so distracted you forgot about the traps you laid looking back to Serena and seeing a giant leo dancer. "WAIT WHEN-" "pay attention to your opponent and maybe that won't happen" you sigh drawing your card. "Ughhhh" "..." "this is why you pay attention" they both sigh. "Tell ya what if you manage to come back from this I'll make sure Yuri gets nowhere near us" Soras duel disk flashes "no I got this" "doubt it" "Stop having low faith in me"

Analyzing your cards, you activate one of your traps, being able to summon out a monster. "Lets try..." You summon another monster "synchro summon.." You bring out a large dragon enough to reach a students window. "I gotta stop the habbit of letting you get me to low life points" you raise your hand signaling to the monster "I act-"

"action duel interruption penality" you didn't even have to look to know who it was "Yuri I swear" "you can't have fun without me like this" "bro.." as soon as Yuri finishes his interruption turn you exchange looks with Serena, she dosnt do anything with her turn. As soon as Yuri uses his monsters effect you perk up "I activate my trap" "I activate a counter!" "Not a chance!" "I ACTIVATE ANOTHER" The longest chain in history ends, allowing you to still be able to activate your original trap. "My monster gets equal attack depending on the attack of total monsters on the field" you hold up your hand once again "sick em" unenthusiasticly you watch your monster deal with both of them at the same time. You run over to Serena making sure she was alright. "You alright?" "I've tumbled worse" the next day you could say it was the best school day in everyone's lives. Yuri nowhere to be seen, ment you guys were free to skip and run around campus. "Wait howed you get rid of him?" "I told him Dennis ate his plants and never supported his plant rights thing whatever it was called"

"AHHHHHHH" "Shay was right this is fun" "INSTALL SEAT BELTS" you hang onto her monster for dear life. Having the wind smack your face is not pleasant!! But atleast she was having fun. "He also mentioned something about it looking cool while dueling someone?" "We could duel and see"

It would have been a pleasant duel if you weren't being smacked by wind that wasn't even from her. When you said an open area, you didn't mean somewhere so high you could see the solar system. "Ruri why up here?" "I wanted to try something"

Without a secound of hesitation, she summons her xyz monster, the smile she had when she did paired with a few other summons. It was charming to watch. "I end my turn!"

You smile to yourself accidently, miss playing a card you were supposed to fuse. Followed by another set of missplays. Enough to make the average meta player shead tears. "Is something on your mind?" "Hm?" You snap out of your Ruri related thoughts seeing the plays you made and panicking inside a bit. She laughs to herself. "Hey if you win after all of that I'll do whatever ya want!" "Whatever I want?"

A wide smirk makes it's way up your face. "Say less!" You activate your monsters effect as well as the one on your field. "I activate my trap!" She shouts "It might seem crazy what I'm about to say" you reveal a counter trap, your attack goes through smoothly. "So about what I want" you smirk to yourself as her monsters disappear and her life points disapate. "I'm gonna need ya to try baking" "No fair! You know I'm bad at that!" "They turn out amazing you just never tried one of your sweets!" You point at her your monster at the ready your monster swoops in and attacks her, rushing to her when the duel ends. "They're gonna be so bad..." "you saying you're bad at baking is like saying Shun's bad at jumpscaring people"

"Duel me!!" "Why?" "Because I need to get better!" "Ask y/n Rin-Rin I'm dreaming" "oh of what pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows?" "..." she got kicked out, but asking you wasn't a bad idea! Atleast you said yes

"So you want me to do what?" "We're gonna duel on the ground." You stare blankly looking around. "I actually have to walk my fish" "COME BACK"

You bricked. Litterally, what is a handful of traps gonna do when you're going secound? Half of them need a monster! You sigh, drawing a monster! It's level 5. "I place 4 cards face down and end my turn" "you looking down on me?" "You wanna see my hand?" "Oh.." understanding you bricked she smirks widely, pulling out nearly a perfect combo, a negate, a counter effect one that can destroy cards

"How did you even get all of those" "I stole your luck beginning of the duel" "not cool" you sigh, watching her fiddle with her cards "if you can come back from this we can go to the ice cream shop that just opened" "how did you even get money for that" she smirks "getting better at dueling" "mkayyy"

Hesitantly drawing your card you pray to yourself unveiling it. Giving her monsters attack points. "Are you giving me a free boost when I kick you to the curb?" "Maybe" you activate the card already on the field "I activate my monsters effect" "go ahead" you shrug your shoulders as her cards get destroyed with her taking half of each of their attack points as damage. Her reaction to her momsters being wiped off the field along with a few muttered "huh?" "Wait that should of..." "Pretty sure your card only worked if it were targeted" last thing she hears before tumbling into the grass, you try to stop her but end up tumbling with her. Atleast the ice cream was worth it totally didn't still have a leaf on your head from the tumble

[secriden]

I finally finished watching episode 10 of Monster Next Door and I have thoughts! I went into this episode fearful that it would be another badly written "oh no miscommunication!!" story, but I think I ended the episode more in love with the writers and the show as a whole then I was before.

Ok, lets get it out of the way: Diew's sudden refusal to communicate at the start of the episode felt like a misstep at first. Especially following on the heels of (a) how good Diew was at addressing God's behavoiur during the trip and (b) their first time having sex where the lead up and the way it's shot very much indicates that Diew feels safe and trusts God. The show even doubled down on giving us soft, understanding, earnestly caring God:

It doesn't help that they then had this whole montage of God and Diew having happy 'honeymoon phase' moments after Diew starts lying to God. Like... the order in which these scenes were edited makes no sense to me. It feels like it comes out of left field in a way that belittles the intelligence of the viewers

However, I felt that the writing, the directing choices and the acting (good god the acting!!) more than make up for this.

Firstly, I fucking LOVED God and Pee's showdown.

The completely unhinged escalation from polite friendliness to 'you wanna fight!?' that God goes to is so real and understandable given that he's been stewing in his jealous uncertainty since seeing the diary, especially compounded by Diew's withdrawal and then pretending that nothing was wrong. Pee's comments are exactly the words to push all of God's insecurity and anger buttons and I love that the show let him go there, especially with the physicality of God's massive frame adding weight to the threat.

UGH I love Big's performance here. It's so easy for actors to overact in these kind of scenes but the transition from suspicion to indignation to anger to fear (because God basically has confirmation now that Diew hasn't been honest with him), was so well handled. He embodied the scene so well in his entire demeanour: look at the difference between the first row and the second row - how Big gains all this tension in his neck and shoulders, how he holds his chin up and nostrils are flared, like the feelings are making him animalistic; hackles raised. This scene was just SO good.

Yuck, yuck, yuck, mad props to Pee's actor for being able to convey slimy so well. *shudders* I hate him and he really hasn't even done that much. I feel bad for the actor because he just has a face for it. I hope he finds a way to make lots of money off it. ^_^;;

Secondly, God and Diew's fight was perfection.

The dialogue was so, so well written?? Here it is, here is their amazing communication and the almost magical way they are able to find the right words to say being wielded with utmost precision and its working against them. This is the fruition of all the groundwork the writers have been laying down for 9 episodes.

Look at how succinct and effective this dialogue is. They're both communicating incredibly well, expressing exactly their thoughts and feelings in the moment, and yet things aren't working because both parties are missing just enough of the facts to make things worse.

I think Diew thinks he is being honest here - at this point, Pee really isn't anyone to him other than a senior. He's over Pee (I mean, he's not over what Pee did, but he doesn't have feelings for him). It's a perfectly legitimate response without the context of God reading Diew's diary.

But the problem is that they're both communicating on completely different wavelengths. Diew thinks this is about God feeling jealous of an ex, but God's frustrated because he's starting to think Diew's never fully opened up to him. And Diew is baffled because as far as he's concerned, he's opened up to God probably more than anyone else (maybe except for Game).

The bracelet becomes the symbol of their misaligned perceptions of the same thing. Because ultimately, what this is really about is that they're both coming with fundamentally different ideas and expectations for what a committed relationship looks like.

To God, knowing these things about your boyfriend is a matter of course; it's a reasonable expectation. But Diew still feels that certain precious things should be held back, even from a boyfriend. It's incredibly subtle, but look at the difference in Diew's expression before and after God reveals he read his diary:

There's a hardness in Diew's eyes, a sense he feels betrayed because this was never territory that God had the right to. When Diew walks away, it's because Diew isn't able (or willing) to tell God anything about his past relationship. It's a chapter closed, a hurt buried, that has nothing to do with God.

Fucking hell, Big, what a delivery. The way his voice breaks and the way you can hear the tears in his throat. But also, this is so valid? God has been the one most consistently reaching out throughout the relationship; partly because it's just easier for him as the extrovert, but also partly because he was willing to put in the work because Diew was worth it. But at this point it feels like he's gained zero ground whilst being gaslit into thinking their connection as real, and that hurts.

The whole premise of this show is "can two very different people with diametrically opposite personalities be together," and this show is telling us that the answer is No. Not without compromise on both sides; not without making fundamental shifts in your own thinking to accomodate your partner. God and Diew fundamentally different understandings of how relationships work, and this isn't going to go away without them talking about it.

The reason I feel so blown away is that the writers took the well-established communication both characters have and weaponised it to drive a wedge between them. This is miscommunication and misunderstanding done well; where the audience is the only one that has enough information to sympathise with both characters and therefore makes our heart break all the more because of it.

Don't touch me, the parallel shots were just so well set up and so well done.

At no point did anything in this entire fight feel unnecessary or gratuitous. The showmakers did an amazing job with this episode and I really, really want to take a moment to appreciate that.

Honorable mention to:

The simple and yet incredibly effective sound design during God and Diew's fight. The way its just their voices and the sinister, haunting piano ringing at pivotal moments.

Park and Big's amazing portrayals; like... I'm so incredibly blown away by the emotional maturity in their depiction of Diew and God and their feelings during this fight. The precision which both of them brought -- it wasn't too much or too little and I'm so grateful for what we got.

Diew's handling of being stuck in the elevator with Pee. I expected it to be more dramatic, but in the context of Diew's personality (he's actually incredibly straightforward and not prone to emotional outbursts at all) it made a lot of sense. I loved how clear Diew is about not wanting anything to do with Pee (who continues to be a slimy slug of a human, yuck). I love that he doesn't let Pee give the excuse of "my friends made me," because hell yes, you choose the friends you keep around you. Also, the flashback shows that Pee was an asshole even when his friends aren't around, so.

Anyway, yes, this episode has left me bereft.

[linos-luna]

Lunchtime 🥀

(Coworkers) Lee Know x Fem!Reader

TW: ED (MENTIONS OF EATING DISORDER)

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Dating a coworker can be weird but ultimately you got used to it and so did everyone at the office. You and Minho were considered a very cute couple at the office actually.

You rushed into your office and quickly sat down, turning on your computer and waiting for it to boot up. You carried an iced coffee with you. There are usually two other people in your little office space but one called out so it was just you and Minho.

“Hi baby.” He said with a smile, looking up from his computer. “Good morning.”

“Oh hi oppa.” You replied, spinning your chair around to look at him. “Sorry I was rushing.”

“Don’t be sorry.”

You nodded while opening up some tabs on your computer. Minho went back to work before stopping for a moment when seeing your iced coffee.

“Baby, did you have breakfast?” Minho asked.

“No.” You replied bluntly, not even looking away from your computer.

Your boyfriend sighed. He should know but he likes to ask to double check.

You continued working as if nothing was wrong while continuously sipping the cold drink.

Your boss came in to say hi and give an update. In his hand he had a breakfast sandwich from McDonald’s. Your stomach rumbled a little at the smell of it but you shook it off.

While your boss didn’t notice, minho definitely did.

“You wanna get McMuffins, baby?” He asked curiously. “We can order some.”

“No…” you shook your head and quickly got up. Your anemia almost made you dizzy and you quickly made your way to the bathroom.

Minho watched with a sigh, knowing that you go there multiple times in a single work day.

——— 🥀

It was getting closer to noon, almost lunch time, and your stomach was growling. But you ignored it.

“What should we get for lunch?” Minho asked while looking through his phone.

“I’m not hungry, oppa.” You shrug. “You should get something though.”

It was pretty normal for you not to eat breakfast but usually you had some kind of snack for lunch. Unfortunately, you just felt a little extra guilty today.

“Y/n… you have to have something or you’re going to get a headache…”

“I’m okay.”

“Y/n. Why aren’t you eating?” Minho asked sternly. “You ate lunch yesterday.”

“I… don’t… want to…”

“Did something happen?” He asked while standing up, stretching a bit before going over to you.

“No…” you replied, looking up at him. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I do worry about it, y/n.” He said while squeezing your hand. “Were you on Instagram? Twitter? Did someone say something?”

“I just… I weighed myself, oppa. I gained 5 pounds!”

“Baby, you’re fine. It’s okay—…”

“No it’s not!” You interrupted. “W-why does she get to be pretty and skinny, but not me?! She’s tall and thin and everyone loves her for doing the bare minimum!”

Minho knew who and what you were talking about now.

“Baby…”

“I don’t want to eat lunch!” You interrupted.

“Y/n—”

“No!”

“Okay okay.” He said in a more hushed tone, worried someone would hear. “Let’s go outside.”

You nodded and took his hand as he led you out. Minho went to his car and came back with a small ziplock bag of pistachios. They were already unshelled for convenience.

“Here baby.” He said, giving you the bag. “Please…”

You wiped a tear and took a few in your mouth, chewing slowly.

Minho gave you a hug from behind and kissed your neck.

“Why don’t you hang out at my place after work, hm?” Minho said as he laid his back against the wall while holding you.

“We’re gonna be tired oppa.” You said while closing up the bag.

“So? I Just wanna watch a movie and cuddle.” He replied, taking the bag and opening it back up.

“Yeah… I guess that sounds good…”you said as Minho gave you a kiss on the cheek and took 2 nuts from the bag.

“We’ll cuddle and watch movies…” he kissed your neck again while slipping the pistachios in your mouth. You ate it almost automatically and didn’t even seem to react to it.

“C-can we get boba tea?” You ask, turning your head to look at him.

“Yes of course!” He chuckled, giving you a quick peck on the lips. “Anything for my kitten.”

“Oppa…” you blushed as he slipped two more nuts past your lips. “We’re at work.”

“So?” He said with a smirk. “Everyone knows your mine… plus we’re on lunch.”

You giggled as he slipped in two more pistachios. Minho closed the bag and stuffed it in his pocket, it was actually almost done.

“I love your perfume today.”

“I wear the same one everyday.” You chuckle.

“I know. And I love it.” Minho says while giving another kiss. “Let’s go inside.”

——— 🥀

Soon it was time to go and you met Minho at his apartment. It was always nice going there. It was always so cozy and you get to see his cats.

You greeted him at the door and he led you to his car so you can get boba.

At the shop you ordered your favorite and as you sat there waiting, you were eyeing the different people that walked by. Your mind racing with thoughts…

I’m thinner than her… okay not bad… wow she had a nice waist… wait, she has cute little thighs… mine are kind of chubby…. She has a perfect crop top body… how does she get like that? I wanna wear something like that… I don’t have the body for that… Minho would like someone petite like that.

Minho interrupted your thoughts when coming back with the two drinks. He saw a girl you were looking at and sat in front of you to block your view.

“Ready to go, kitten?”

“Y-yeah…” you nodded while taking your drink.

In the car, Minho opened his straw and stabbed it in the cup while you only held yours.

Once home, Minho was already halfway done and scrolled through the movies.

“Nothing good on Netflix… maybe a marvel movie or something?”

“Sure…” you replied while sitting on the couch.

Minho sighed as he noticed you haven’t touched your drink. After picking a random superhero movie he grabbed your drink and sat next to you. He put the straw in and set it between his legs.

You were scrolling on your phone when Minho suddenly snatched it away.

“Hey!”

“I thought we were spending time together.” He said with a pout.

“Sorry oppa.”

He smiled and took your phone, putting it in his pocket before resting your head rest on his shoulder. He didn’t want you looking at people on Instagram…

You were tired and had a small headache. But you didn’t want to admit it.

As you relaxed, Minho took the drink and put the straw to your lips. You were exhausted and drank from it like second nature.

He took a few sips of his drink before putting yours back to your lips.

What have you had today? Some pistachios and now boba? No wonder you were feeling weak and exhausted. You were about halfway done with the drink bed you started drifting off. You normally took a nap after work anyways so this wasn’t too abnormal.

Your boyfriend put the cup down and laid across the couch on his back, laying you on top of him. Although you were already asleep.

He held you, rubbing your back as he felt your rumbling stomach vibrate against him.

“Oh kitten… you’re so perfect… why do you hurt yourself like this…?” he sighed while kissing your head and stroking your hair. “I wish you could see yourself like I do…”

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This is another one of those personal experience fics. I actually do have a Scorpio coworker that checks on me. He’s always trying to encourage me to eat and gets frustrated when I don’t. But he’s patient enough not to get all mad.

Minus the “baby” and “oppa” (since we not dating, although I wish) these are actually some conversations we’ve had.

ED is serious and I hope that everyone that has it will soon recover. I’m still suffering from it. It’s difficult to break. Whether you look very skinny, midsize, or bigger, an ED is an ED

It’s important to get help and at the end of the day, the help is for you. Whatever size you are, you are beautiful.

I need to follow my own advice… 😅

[wetthandss]

i have never and will never use rails and minecarts in minecraft because they are just so inefficient and expensive for such little gain. theyre incredibly slow unless you use a rare and expensive material thats difficult to find and much more so get in large amounts to make a small number of powered rails that you have to place pretty close to one another if you want to reach an actually useful speed, and if youre making a rail system that small whats the point you can just walk or run there. there are no other relevant blocks for rails except detectors. no bumpers or launchers or stations or anything, very little utility outside of complicated redstone machines for furnace, hopper and chest minecarts that most players arent concerned with. i think theyre a horribly underdeveloped feature but also one that has SO MUCH potential. here's what i would do to make this feature better and how i actually would use it if it was that way.

i would remove the need for powered rails to go at any useful speed. you could travel in the minecart at the speed you can with a powered rail in the game now just by holding the direction you wanna go. powered rails are still there, and you can use them to go even faster if you want. they're like a speed upgrade rather than a necessity for travel. secondly, you dont have to keep holding down the button to keep moving, the minecart wont lose speed as it goes unless it hits a powered rail, where it will decrease in speed similarly to how it does in the base game, but only down to normal speed and not to a snail pace or complete stop. if you push a minecart (without being in it) it will slow down quickly to a stop, because itd be pretty annoying watching it run away on you if you accidentally push it. but also that already happens when you have to place powered rails down every 10 blocks and if the minecart touches them it just runs away on you. in my ideal update, to push a minecart down a track without losing speed, you can either get in it and get out of it when you reach speed, or you can use a powered rail to get it going. ADDITIONALLY, powered rails just act like normal rails when inactive instead of stopping entirely. if you want a rail that automatically stops the minecart, keep reading cause i have a replacement for this usage.

i would allow diagonal rails to exist, including on slopes. this is something i wish for other blocks that connect to each other in minecraft too, like fences, walls, iron bars etc. the zigzagging pattern is very ugly in most use cases and requires you to use double the materials. this would also be useful for setting up proper train stations where a train can be pulled to the side of the track either to let another train pass or to be filled with passengers/items.

i would allow multiple rails to connect to one another, letting you have multiple paths. a redstone activated directional rail could control which path you go on while in a minecart, while the default is just continuing straight.

I would add rail signals with an associate redstone connected rail that can decide when a minecart is allowed to pass or be stopped, or set a precise timer that counts down before making a redstone signal. you can set it to repeat or to only start its timer when receiving a redstone signal. would this remove the need for other forms of redstone timers? yes because i think its such a simple thing that requires incredibly complicated setups to do precisely that are frankly unnecessary to the average player and would allow them to make redstone more useful to them without having to spend nearly as much time and energy fine tuning multiple different complicated timer setups. you can still use the complicated timers if you want. no one is stopping you. anyways, this would let you automate trains a lot easier or automate a round trip rail system with consistent schedules, or to send a minecart back to you after sending it away.

Minecarts will have an updated model with a clear front side and a back side. you can flip directions whenever you want if youre riding in it, its mostly just an aesthetic change, but ive run into situations where if i stop a minecart on an inactive powered rail and activate it again, it will start going back in the direction it came from rather than continuing forwards and that is REALLY ANNOYING. i get that thats useful for sending a minecart back and forth but my bumpers would solve that issue while the clear front/back side fixes the one i mentioned above at the same time, as well as just making it more predictable and visually clear.

I would also aesthetically change the chest minecart cause i think it looks really ugly, i would prefer the chest minecart to show the minecart filled up with the sprites of the items that are inside it. i think that would be way cuter than just having a big wooden chest inside a metal minecart.

finally have actual linkages to tie minecarts together. it can just be a lead idc.

maybe a minecart that can be filled with rails that it automatically places as it goes? idk about this one

another maybe is that detector rails could be configured to only activate one-way.

a third maybe is having "lazy rails" that let the minecart travel at the speeds that they do now, so people who would inevitably complain about these changes ruining their finetuned overly-complex redstone rail machines could have something to use.

And finally i would have a bumper rail that can bounce back a minecart at half its speed, or its full speed with no loss if powered with redstone.

so i would definitely use rails and minecarts WAY more if these features were in place, they would be actually efficient for long and short distance travel, more versatile and less rigid in how you can actually place them, you can use redstone and train linkages to create more complicated railway setups if you want, it would all LOOK better, and it could actually be useful for putting in mineshafts. as it stands now, you have to put powered rails all over the place (a full chest minecart can only move 16 blocks per single powered rail boost! and it will slow down heavily before reaching the next too), fill up your stupid looking chest minecart and push it down where you then have to have a big redstone setup to automatically send the cart back, timed with a redstone timer (either a massive repeater one or a smarter comparator/observer one) so that the cart has time to unload into the hopper below it before being sent off again where it can make its way back to you.

in my update, you can fill the (good looking) chest minecart and use a single powered rail to push it where it will continue to the end (slowly, but at a far more consistent and as a baseline FASTER pace) where it will reach a detector rail connected to a rail signal which will start its timer, stopping the minecart. the cart will unload into the hopper, the timer will finish, sending the minecart into a powered bumper rail on the end where it will flip directions and be sent back, it will pass through the rail signal (because the detector block is on the other side) as if it were a normal rail, and come all the way back to me.