#and thats okay. its not cut and dry

[pcktknife]

splatfest based off the fruit i just tore up

[teruthecreator]

youtube keeps tryinf to recommend me this video but i Refuse to watch it as the only person i want to hear talk abt rankin bass films is tumblr user mich fitzroythecreator

thank you so much one day im gonna make a big video on my tierlist and individual ratings of each of the rankin/bass holiday stopmotion straight-to-tv classics and people!!! might be surprised!!! at my opinions on rudolph!!!

(spoiler warning: i think it's mid)

[aciddrattboyy]

sharing is caring

your boyfriend isagi lets his best friend bachira fuck you while he watches (mostly)

bachira, isagi x f!reader ☆ smut ☆ 0.8k cw: dirty talk(its bad), penetration, cucking, squirting, rough sex, threesome a/n: reupload from ao3. gulp... ive actually been debating whether or not i should post it because i actually feel so embarrassed about it like i cant believe i typed that with my own fingies but my friend convinced me to post it so for my own wellbeing all the smut will be under the cut because i'll start convulsing if i read it against my will :)

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how you got into this predicament you weren’t sure. the events leading up to this blurry and hard to even try to remember. all you could think about was now. the present reality being you leaning back against your boyfriend isagi while his best friend bachira fucks into you.

“ah shit isagi- she’s so- fuck- so tight-,” bachiras onslaught of crude words made you helplessly clench around his dick. with your legs behind held up and open by isagi, you were getting mercilessly pounded into. you could hear isagi chuckle darkly from right behind you, his hard clothed dick pressing into your lower back as he squeezed your thighs. 

“dont forget to play with her clit bachira,” isagi’s voice was light, playful as he let go of one of your legs to grope at your breasts instead. “wanna feel her cum on you dont you,”

“f-fuck yeah- yeah i do,” without a second of delay he lets a ball of spit fall from his lips, both men’s eyes watching as it fell down right above your sensitive clit. the groan isagi let out had your hips bucking into bachira which just fueled him even more. “you’ll cum for me right y/n? you’ll cum on my dick right? your boyfriend said it’s okay so go ahead,” you whined as bachira kept his eyes on you. there was something unnerving in his eyes and the unwavering desperate smile he had. 

“a-ah fuck-,” you couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of bachira pressing his thumb onto your neglected clit, pressing his fingers into your lower abdomen as he moved his thumb in tight circles.

“y/n you sound so good- hah- cum for me baby please- wanna feel it bad,” he was babbling now, head hung low as he continued to drill himself into you. the room was filled with both you and bachira’s moans along with the wet slapping of his tight balls on your cunt. 

isagi, getting a tad jealous, wanted you to direct some of your attention back to him. hooking a finger under your jaw he tilted your head up and sideways to look at him before he placed his wet lips on yours. 

“shit thats so hot- so hot-,” meguru’s eyes shot up when he heard your muffled moan, almost cuming right then at the sight of his teammate taking control over your mouth, “i’m close- gonna cum- pretty baby how ‘bout you ask your boyfriend where i should cum,” isagi eyes meguru as he sucked on your tongue, a slight smirk tugging at his lips at how fucked out meguru looked. 

“you can’t cum until she does,” isagi’s authoritative tone has bachira’s hips stuttering. with a small whine leaving his lips, he brings his thumb back to your clit, circling it roughly. 

“cum y/n please cum- i need it- hah fuckfuck- please i- i need-,”

“shit bachira- right there right there- dont stop,” your moaning had both of their dicks twitching, their eyes locking once before a dry chuckle leaves isagi. 

“better keep going bachira make my pretty girl feel good she deserves it,” his voice was teasing as he left kisses along your temple, holding your lower face in his hand as he kept your eyes directed onto the scene in front of you.

“call me meguru- fuck baby please say it say my name,” bachira was panting now, babbling away as he tried so hard to not cum. he needed you to cum. needed to feel you cum around and call his name. 

“meguru i’m cum- im cumming ah shitshitshit,” before you had even a moment to realize what was happening, you were squirting around his dick. you were all but seeing stars as isagi reached a hand down to slap at your clit as meguru pulled out. 

“ fuck you’re so hot- squirting on me like that fucck-,” both you and meguru were a fucked out mess as isagi continued to abuse your clit and bachira kept bullying his cock before he came onto your stomach. 

“yoichi- ‘s too much- w-wait-,” you squirmed in isagis hold as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm. his eyes were wide and fixated on your squirting cunt, having not ever seen you do that before. bachira watched with hungry eyes as the sheets below turned dark with your cum, your squirt soaking his dick and thighs. 

you began to tear up at the stimulation, desperate moans leaving your mouth as you told isagi it was too much but to keep going. having never seen isagi so dominating, bachira didn’t look away when isagi jerked your head towards him, ordering you to open your mouth before spitting inside. bachira could feel his dick getting hard all over again just from the filthy sight alone. 

“fucked her so good you made her squirt,” isagi muttered as he kept his eyes on your cunt. there was no way in hell he was going to tell bachira that he was the first one to do so. “ ‘m gonna fuck her now ‘n since you were so nice to her-,” isagi was quick to reposition you so you were straddling him, laying your head on his chest as you tried to even out your breathing “i’ll let you fuck her ass,”

i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very much appreciated <3

[iamalily]

Can't handle it?✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Mdni 18+ (this whole thing is the warning itself) enjoy!!♡

𝚂oobin who speeds up when you tell him to slow down,he pins your hands above your head with one hand and gently puts pressure on your lower stomach with his other,his length going in and out of you with a rapid pace as you struggle to keep queit

"shh its okay baby,you can handle it right?" he asks speeding up even more if thats even possible,at this point you were so fucked dumb,agreeing to whatever he said. You nod quickly,squirming in place

"soobin please its t-too much i cant" - "come on thats not what you said earlier to me,cant even take dick..how pathetic" he groans

you bit your lip trying to keep quiet,avoiding eye contact,now how did you even get here in the first place you might be wondering

Soobin

You and your friends were getting ready to go to a TXT concert and with how much work you have been doing lately you were really happy to get out and finally have a little bit of time for yourself ,you planned on letting go and just enjoying yourself ,relieving stress in any way you possibly could ,even if that meant agreeing to help your bias backstage with some...problem

"Come on! we're going to be late y/n!" Jackson screamed,yep...jackson wang,party freak,always on time,a little bit gay and currently drunk,Your friends gathered around as you all started getting your things,you all get in Sua's car ready to leave

"okay bitches,you all shaved and got your pens just in case right?" you could'nt help but laugh at jacksons comment

"jackson its not happening,its just a concert and we will probably never see them again" - "but it's front row tickets y/n,you never know when one of them might need head and im willing to give it" scoffing at his bold words,you connect your spotify to the cars radio as you guys try learning some of the dances last moment

As you arrive,you all run in after getting your bag checked for any weird things,multiple condoms falling out of your friends bags,you laugh out loud as they get busted and you take the condoms away deciding to throw it away before it starts trouble,picking it up as you walk down the hallway,through the crowd as you try and find a trash can. you walk past a closed door,without seeing te "backstage"sign you run into the room hearing someone continuosly grunting,you thought maybe someone got hurt so your doctor instins kick in,scanning the room as you look to your left you see someone you weren't quite expecting,with his member in his hand stroking softly,rock hard,his eyes closed not noticing you as of yet,you scream out loud,soobins eyes widen as he sees the random girl staring at him,he quickly tries to cover his cock with his hands

'"im sorry i didnt mean to look! i just heard something and..and thought someone was hurt and-" you stumble with your words trying to apologize without looking like a crazy fan but soobin cuts you off leaning back against the couch,sighing out loud "stop talking jeez,you wont tell anyone about this right?" you immediatly agree,feeling embarrassed enough

Soobin pulls you by your hand closer to him but you pull back "what are you doing,you just used that hand to touch yourself!" he grins and takes your hand pulling you down to sit next to him,avoiding eye contact as you pull your hand back but dont move off the couch

"why all that condoms? looks to me like you knew i was in here touching myself,should i report you?~" he teases,your eyes widen as you shake your head no and clasp your hands together in a begging manner "please dont,i wont tell anyone and i'll leave you to continue" - "no..how about you help me out instead?" you laugh thinking he is joking as you stand up to leave before you're being pulled down to your knees infront of him again,your mouth going dry as you avoid looking at him since his dick was quite close and hard not to look at

"touch it" no..you cant do that...this must be some crazy dream or something,why would you-

you take your hand moving it up towards his member before pulling away again"im sorry i cant do this" - "why ? cant hande it?" soobin smirks knowing you would listen to him since you are just a fan of his

"psh i can handle anything,this is nothing"you roll your eyes and look at his cock finally,feeling like your own words would betray you because there's no way you could handle any of whats happening,he looks huge,maybe 8 inches at most,his cock rock hard standing straight,his pink tip leaking precum,you gulp moving your hand forward wrapping your tiny hand around the base of his cock,taking a deep breathe as you slowly start to stroke him softly,soobin lets out low groans,you liked hearing him so you decided to take a risk,moving your head closer to his cock as you suddenly stick out your tongue licking long stripe along his tip.

Soobin moans softly, he didn't expect you to give in that easily but you did so not even a few minutes in, he was bucking his hips up, letting out high pitched whines as he took your head keeping you still, soobin started throat fucking you, choking as tears ran down your face yet you still didn't pull away

"Am g-gonna cum" soobin whined out, squirming slightly as he tried to keep his calm and stay dominant but oh how your warm tongue felt so good wrapped around his skin, his hips stuttered and just then you pull away, smiling up at him while he tried to catch his breath from his near orgasm that you didn't let happen unfortunately, you stand up wiping your mouth off as you hear the countdown outside the room, indicating the concert should be starting soon..

"Fuck..meet me back here when the show's over"

And if i don't?...what would happen...would i go back to living my Boring life...

"Alright..but only if i get to cum too then" you giggle, walking away to the stadium where TXT would perform

And that's how it happened, now you were taking soobins dick in a missionary position, he slapped your cunt as you whined out loud from his size "shut up" he proclaimed throwing his head back from the pleasure, he pulled out and moved you to lay over the couches armrest with your ass up in the air, he entered you from behind reaching even deeper now as he thrusted hard and fast again, hitting your g-spot in this position

"Soobin! Please don't stop~" - "i won't princess, just lay there and keep quiet" he knew you couldn't keep quiet, not when he was repeatedly rubbing your g-spot with the tip of his cock, so stretched out and wet, your and his juices leaking all over the couch

"Im gonna cum binnie!" Soobin speeds up his thrusts at your words, spitting on his fingers as he reaches around your waist and rubs your clit fast enough to make you cum

You scream his name out loud but he soon puts his hand around your mouth keeping your sounds muffled, his thrusts slowing down as he cums inside your hole, making you full with his seed, pulling out as cum drips down your wet pussy onto the couch and his fingers, he takes his fingers pushing his cum back into you and giggles at the whine you let out from sensitivity

Well maybe this won't be the only time you'll be seeing TXT...maybe you'll come back to see more of their concerts..more of him, you and soobin exchange numbers and part ways after ruthlessly fucking each other till you were nearly numb, what a night...

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜!! 𝚁𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗✩

[cheerfullycatholic]

Egg

The start of the final stage of taffy metamorphosis

[dixonswingz]

Anywhere, anytime

wc: 1,924

summary: you had a rough day at work and just needed some love. thankfully you had negan to help you out

warnings: unprotected p in v, fluff at start and end, smut obvi, pet names, degradation if u squint, pussy pronouns, i think thats all lmk if i missed any.

smut below the cut

inspired by cinderella by mac miller, “we started on the bed and then we moved onto the floor, you started getting crazy, told me to fuck you like a whore”

Work had stressed you out incredibly today. All you needed was some love from Negan. Negan was always off before you, so you knew you’d be coming home to him.

Once you got home, you went inside kicking your shoes off as you slammed the door behind you. “Baby?” You heard his voice from the living room. As you started walking to him, you threw your keys down in a bowl by the front door. You were exhausted, and anyone could tell by the way you looked right now.

Negan got up once you came into his view, worry on his face as he examined yours. “What’s wrong darlin’?” He held his arms out, and you walked into them slumping over resting your head on his shoulder. “Jus need you to love me..” Voice mumbled by the collar of his shirt.

He pet your hair gently and nodded. “Stressful day at work?” You hummed in agreement. This has been happening pretty frequent lately. He’s worried about what you’re doing at work but you swear to him you’re okay.

Negan picked you up in his arms, your legs wrapping around his waist holding onto him like a koala on a tree. He knew exactly how to treat you when you came home like this.

He held onto you as he walked into the bathroom, setting you down on the counter. You started to undress as he turned the shower on. “Nuh-uh, let me do all that for you.” Your hands dropped to the side as you nodded and let out a small sigh.

Negan stood in between your legs as he finished unbuttoning your shirt, throwing it onto the floor. He then reached behind you and took off your bra as well, taking a glance at your breasts.

One thing about Negan is he always worshipped your body no matter what. He unbuttoned your pants and slid them down, taking your panties with the pants. The coldness of the air made you shiver a bit. Negan quickly undressed, wanting to get you in the shower and warm you up.

He helped you off the counter, leading you into the shower. You stood under the water, closing your eyes and sighing in relief. “Feels good..” A little smile came across Negan’s face. “Can I wash you?” You nodded.

Negan gathered some shampoo in his hand, moving it into your hair as he slowly massaged your head. You let out a quiet whimper, you had been needing a massage all day. He then followed the same process with the conditioner.

You opened your eyes to look at him as he poured soap onto a loofa. Negan locked eyes with you and smiled. That smile that you’ve loved since you met him. The loofa touched your skin, the soap making suds across your chest. He stared at your breasts for a hot minute. “Like what you see baby?” You joked.

He let out a grunt. “Of course I do doll..” You looked down and of course he was already hard. Just being around you made him hard. A giggle slid past your lips as he continued to wash the rest of your body. “You laughin’ at me?” He looked at you as he grabbed the shower head to start rinsing you off.

The shower head kept going down your body as you shook your head ‘no’. A grin flashed across his face, obviously not believing you. After he finished rinsing your body, he put the shower head against your clit. You gasped, tensing up at the feeling. “F-fuck baby..”

He smirked and then pulled it away from you and returned it to its original place. He let out a chuckle as you whined at the loss. “Go lay your pretty ass down on the bed, alright doll?” You nodded as you got out the shower, drying off on the way to the shared bedroom.

After you dried off, you laid down in bed naked, under the covers to keep you warm. Negan came in the room soon after you, water dripping from his hair but his body dry. No, he didn’t have a towel on. Your eyes wandered down his body, landing on his dick.

All you needed right now was him. In any form, it didn’t matter. You just needed him. He walked towards the bed, peeling the comforter off your body. The air hit you as you shivered, but the feeling went away as Negan crawled on top of you to hover over you.

You swallowed as you looked up at him. “‘M gonna make you feel so good… Get all that stress outta your mind..” He whispered into your ear as one of his hands rubbed down the side of your body. The more he touched you, the wetter you were getting.

He started peppering kisses down your neck, causing you to whimper. “P-please.. I just need you… Right now..” Although you loved his kisses and fingering before he actually fucked you, you just needed him in you at this point.

Negan nodded as he pushed your legs open a bit more, positioning himself in between your legs as the tip of his cock slid through your wet folds. This feeling made you moan. “Fuck you’re so wet for me baby..” You nodded, looking at him with glossy eyes as his touch was already pushing you to the edge. All he was doing was touching you.

He pushed in, both of you letting out a moan at the feeling. You gripped onto his shoulders, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Missed this tight pussy all day darlin’..” He growled. Once he pushed completely in, hitting your cervix, you let out such a desperate sounding moan. Negan chuckled under his breath. “Guess she missed me too, huh?” You nodded fast.

Negan smirked as he started to thrust in and out of you. Your eyes shut, nails digging into his shoulders as he started to speed up a bit. “F-fuck.. needed this all day… hngh.. fuck..” You sounded like a desperate little whore, and Negan loved that. He loved that only he could make you sound like this.

“Gonna cum in that tight pussy darlin’” He growled into your ear. “Fuck.. hngh.. fuck me like a whore..” Suddenly he pulled out, and before you could say anything you were being flipped onto your stomach. His rough hands grabbed your hips and pulled them up, keeping your head down on the pillow. Negan slammed into you this time, not being gentle at all.

You moaned in pain and pleasure, you loved when he was rough with you. Throwing you around like a ragdoll. As he pounded into you, he grabbed your hair and pulled you up, your back against his chest. He nipped at your neck leaving hickeys here and there. “Negan… fuck- i’m close… ‘m gonna cum..”

A stinging pain flooded your ass as he spanked you. “Cum for me doll. Cum for daddy.” He groaned as he felt your cunt squeeze him. As you moaned louder, he became rougher as he chased his own orgasm.

Your body started shaking a little as you came all over his cock, leaking down your thighs. Negan let out a moan as he snuck a finger down and rubbed your clit, pushing you through your orgasm. Then, you felt hot strings of cum release inside of you.

You collapsed underneath him, breathing heavily as he stayed kneeling behind you. After a few minutes of you both catching your breaths, he eventually pulled out. He smirked as he watched a mixture of his cum and yours flow out of your pussy. Negan took one of his fingers and pushed the leaking cum back into you, causing you to whimper.

“‘M gonna go get some water baby..” You got up and gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking out to go to the kitchen.

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When you came upstairs, Negan was still naked but he was getting out some pajamas for you to wear. You snuck up behind him, resting your head on his back as your arms went around your waist. “Hey darlin’” He smiled, you could hear it in his voice. “You wanna get comfy for bed?” Negan turned around so he was facing you.

Even though he just fucked the shit out of you, you needed more. You shook your head, grabbing his cock as you made eye contact. He winced when you grabbed onto him. “Fuck… you want more doll?” You nodded before pressing your lips onto his.

He kissed back, deepening it as he shoved his tongue in your mouth. He laid down on the floor, pulling you down with him. “Ride me baby… wanna see you ride me like the good whore you are” You straddled him, immediately sinking down on his length.

Negan grabbed your ass, moaning with you once you were fully on his cock. “So needy..” You whined and slowly started to move your hips back and forth. He let out quiet grunts as he watched you. He slapped your ass, causing you to jump a little. “C’mon, you can do better doll.” His voice was demanding.

You nodded. “Y-yes daddy..” You gripped onto his shoulders to steady yourself as you started bouncing. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as you started bouncing faster. The feeling of overstimulation started to wash over you, that tight feeling in your stomach coming quicker than expected.

Negan noticed you starting to tremble. “Gonna cum already?” You nodded frantically. “‘S too much daddy…” A whine escaped your lips “i’m so close..” He slapped your ass once again. “You can take it doll. Fuck- you can take it.” You nodded once again as you tried bouncing as fast as you could.

A loud moan escaped your lips as you fell apart on him, feeling him release himself inside you once again. Not only did you just cum, but you squirted too. This rarely happened, and every time it did happen it shocked Negan like he’s never seen it before. “Fuckin’ hell doll… God you’re so sexy, you know that right?” You whimpered in response.

He pulled you off his cock, using a towel that was on the floor to clean up in between your legs. Negan picked you up and sat you down on the bed, grabbing a pair of cute lace underwear and one of his t-shirts. He loved when you wore his shirts. And you loved wearing his shirts.

Negan slipped the shirt over your head, then helping you into your panties. He slipped in underneath the covers as you followed him, doing the same. “C’mere” You snuggled into him, resting your head on his chest as he held you close.

“Still feelin’ stressed doll?” You looked up at him and shook your head. “Nope, you made me feel so much better..” A sleepy smile came across your face as he left a soft kiss against your lips. “Go to bed darlin’ you had a tough day.” You nodded as you closed your eyes, curling up into him trying to be as close as possible. Hearing his heartbeat always helped you fall asleep, whether you were struggling to sleep or not. Once you had fallen into a deep sleep, Negan left a soft kiss on your head as he wandered off into sleep as well.

No matter what, he would take care of you. Especially on days where you were feeling stressed. He’d take you anywhere, anytime. And so would you.

apologies if this is the worst thing ive ever written it came to my mind while i was at work 😭

pls send requests!!!

credits for banner to @cafekitsune

[mintiicinnamonii]

Im a sucker for angst so uhhh

Can I request a Macaque x reader who was once possessed by the LBD

And he can't help but flinch whenever they get mad cuz it reminds him of that time

And last but not least, u doin okay?

notes: yeah im doing quite well! i love angst, and i also love s3/lbd readers, so this is PERFECT :3

i’ve been experimenting with the format of my posts, so sorry for the inconsistency!

Oh Who is She?

You and Macaque got into a fight. A BIG fight. About what? You didn’t even remember anymore. You gritted your teeth as Macaque tried to reason with you, fists shaking. You snapped your head over to him, glaring at him with daggers in your eyes, and Macaque swore he saw a shimmer of blue in them. “GOD, WILL YOU SHUT THE HELL UP?!” 

Macaque flinched, backing up in shock and fear. His golden eyes widenedas he stared at you, throat dry. He was unable to speak, with his ears pinned back against his head, as a familiar feeling of dread filled his mind. The same dread he’d feel when he was around HER. He looked like a trapped animal; a horrified, weak, trapped animal. 

You maintained your scowl, until you suddenly realized what you did. The glass of water you were holding fell onto the ground, as your breathing quickened. “Macaque- I- I’m sorry- I- I didn’t mean to..” You covered your mouth, hyperventilating. The feeling of someone behind you sent a chill up your spine, and you felt something scratching at your skull. You wanted- no- NEEDED to get it out. You fell onto the floor, desperately picking up the broken shards with your shaking hands, biting your tongue so the tears wouldn’t fall. You cut your hands on the glass as you picked the shards up- it was so hard to hold anything- why was it so hARD-

Macaque saw your panicked state, and was immediately filled with worry. He was still shaken up by your sudden anger, but this wasn’t the time to worry about himself right now. “Woah- plum- you’re gonna hurt yourself!” He crouched down to you, holding your hands. He frowned, seeing how much they were shaking, “Hey, hey.. its okay. Look at me. Hey, look at me.” You hesitatantly shifted your gaze to your boyfriend, as Macaque smiled at you softly. “Thats it.. I need you to breathe with me, m’kay? In and out...” He inhaled and exhaled exaggeratedly, squeezing your hand. “You can do it, gem..”

You were quivering, but did your best to breathe as Macaque uttered sweet nothings into your ear. “You’re doing so good for me, starlight.. just like that…”

Soon enough, you were able to calm down enough, looking up at Macaque. “Sorry..” Your voice was raspy from the yelling and crying. “I shouldnt have snapped at you- god, why did I do that- I’m a horrible partner-“ Macaque furrowed his brows. “No. No you’re not. You are an amazing partner. You didn’t mean to-“

“BUT THAT DOESNT MAKE IT OKAY!” You sobbed. “If I hadn’t been possessed by that damn DEMON- none of this would have happened! I ruined everything; I wasn’t strong enough to fight against her, its all my fault!” The tears came in full force now, your eyes like waterfalls carved into your skull by the Lady Bone Demon’s cold, clawed hands, water rushing it from a dam of your own self hatred. “You shouldn’t have to put all of your struggles aside just for me! I fucked up!” 

Macaque let out a slow sigh. “Yeah. You did… but.. I forgive you.” Your eyes widened. “What?”

“I forgive you. I understand that you were the one that yelled at me, and yes, it still hurt..” He held your hand, his calloused hands intertwining with yours. “But I understand you didn’t mean to hurt me, and that you want to be better. And I still love you.” He gave your hand a gentle kiss, tail curling around your leg. Your heart’s icy walls shattered, replaced by pure adoration and raw emotion. “I love you too.” You smiled shakily. Macaque helped you up, careful to not let either of you step on the glass. “Lets go patch ya up, yeah? I’ll clean that up later..” 

You smiled. “Yeah. Sounds good.”

[anadiasmount]

jude and you being childhood bestfriends but your parents are also super close. Your parents always suspecting yous both like each other and constantly teasing yous about it. But you’ve both been dating for a like a year in secret cos yous both don’t know how to tell your parents and one day they just find out cuz they come home u expectedly when you and Jude are cuddling and everyone’s just all so happy for yous 💗

- your writing is amazing btw x

thank you lovely, means so much! 😣🤍

“we should tell them soon… my mom has become very suspicious of me lately. she followed me to the grocery store! the grocery store jude!” you laughed, feeling as he chuckled on top of you. “do you think we did wrong in not telling them? well besides jobe because he got us here in the first place…” you wandered off asking, jude’s head coming up to stare at you.

“i personally don’t think so baby. look at us, a year strong, and so many memories spent together. i wouldn’t change it for the world, because it means i have you all to myself,” jude says softly, while your finger fixes his brow that had been messed up. “they would understand. both of our families. they know how stressful and hard our jobs are, so who can blame us?”

“nobody.”

“exactly my love. how did you want to tell them?” jude asked, snuggling closer to you and placing kisses all over your chest. you laughed and tried to sway away but with his bigger frame he pinned you down. “i was thinking of just telling them today, maybe at dinner or when we play games?”

“whatever you decide i’m right there,” jude replied, falling asleep in less then 10 minutes.

while you hated being separated from jude, he unfortunately had to go back to his house to get ready. you slipped into a dark red dress and left down, your hair parted to your preference, making sure to apply a red lip and gold jewelry. the heels made you look taller which is what you wanted.

after grabbing the cupcakes and chocolate covered strawberries, you and your family were headed out to his house were you’d host christmas. you greeted everyone, asking how they were a wishing them a merry christmas eve.

jude almost choked on his drink as he saw you walk in. he was in a trance, his eyes roaming up and down your body, his lips and throat becoming dry at your figure. for a second he got slightly jealous as he observed you talk to one of his moms friend son, which clearly he took a liking.

he scrunched his brows and cleared throat, his mom coming next to him, “you okay jude? y/n looks so pretty doesn’t she,” his mom taunted his head more to which jude snickered. “she always looks beautiful mom,” he did his attempted wink, and walked over to the living room leaving her with a brow raised.

a warm and larger palm touched your shoulder, making you jump, and look down shyly as you stood next to jude. “hi max, you good?” jude pursed, clearly bothered by the interaction which left you confused.

before max respond could respond, jude cut him off “thats good, gonna borrow this one really quick,” he pulled you aside to the kitchen where it was alone. your heels clicked on the grown still holding the cupcakes. “jude slow down,” you warned him.

as you set the tray down, jude double checked the doorway, and strides to where you were. you giggled at his pout and frown. “it was driving me insane. you talking to him? while you look so sexy in this dress? jesus it’s gonna drive me crazy all night. you look beautiful darling,” jude rambled, his hands roaming your sides and placed firmly on your ass.

“thank you baby, you look handsome yourself,” although you were still wearing heels, you had to lean up, and jude lean down to catch your lips in a quick kiss, that then turned into three pecks, “i left lipstick all over your lips jude,” you tried to wipe it away but two gasps had you standing still.

“WE KNEW IT! OH MY GOSH! ITS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE!” said your mom, her hands covering her mouth as she smiled huge. jude’s mom just smirked and walked over to the two of you, “care to explain jude?”

jude still had lipstick on his lips, which made you laugh as your wrapped your hand on his right bicep and muscles. his cheeks slightly went red, embarrassed at being caught, “well we’ve been dating for a year… and she’s the woman i’m gonna marry,” he said confidently.

“A YEAR? YOUVE BEEN DATING FOR A YEAR? john grab my glass this is worth to celebrate,” your mom fanned her face dramatically before joining jude’s mom next to her. they have the two of you warm and tight hugs, scolding you for keeping it hidden for so long.

“we’re so happy for the two of you, i’m glad the two of you found each other and are able to start a relationship! we love you guys,” his mom said. after a quick conversation, jude pulled you into the bathroom, he took a quick selfie of his marked red lips and posted it onto his story, captioning it with “merry christmas to all 🤍🎄”

you cleaned his lips and tried to remove every red mark. walking back out to being faced with everyone looking at you, the two of you chuckled nervously, jude’s hand finding home with yours as everyone continued to stare.

“congratulations on finally making it officially,” jobe teased everyone cheering, which made you hide your face onto his chest.

[cocoatonedcurls]

curly hair 101

hii :))

since "curls" is literally in my username, its only natural that I post about something for the curly girls :D

so why not start with a beginner's guide to curly hair :)

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in this guide

hair types/ curl patterns

wash day routine + products

regular hair care

hair styles + cuts

hair types

soo first of all i think its helpful if you get a gist of what hair type you have, e.g 2c, 3b, 4b etc...

its not mandatory and doesn't really mean anything but like it definitely aids when you're looking for haircair & inspo with hairstyles and haircuts and all that jazz 🤗 [ <- jazz hands :) ]

here's a chart to help you

obviously do some of your own research if you're unsure- this isn't very in-depth and doesn't use irl examples

also keep in mind that you can have multiple, and a wide range of types on one head LOLL like mine ranges from 2C -> 3C 🫣

(PS: this guide will be tailored to type 2 -> 3 hair just because that's what I have experience with and don't want to potentially ruin anyone's type 4 hair 😭 but if aspects of this apply then feel free to apply them 😇)

wash day routine + products

alrighty so i see some overcomplication/people being scared of curly hair washing- like looking at porosity and whatnot but IMO its really not that difficult

the only thing you really need to worry about for the washing aspect is getting moisturising (curly recommended) shampoo & conditioner, just cause if you don't it could dry out your hair and have a pretty dodgy finished product 😬 (I use Umberto Giannini for this)

washing is pretty standard:

wet your hair thoroughly, so that no part is dry

shampoo round 1, make sure to scrub thoroughly to get rid of any dirt and grime 🙈

rinse

shampoo round 2, this should turn your hair into its own bubble bath 🫧

rinse

condition, rake through your hair and make sure it is everywhere

let sit for a little bit, ~2 mins maybe

rinse

and thats it :))

don't use a regular towel, use a microfiber towel if you're using one at all so that all the moisture isn't drained from your hair before the rest of the products

now for the curly hair routine:

start with leave-in conditioner and run it through the entirety of your hair - I use Garnier leave-in, like the big tub

then run some curl cream through your hair and scrunch it in, make sure there is an even application throughout all the hair - I use the Shea Moisture curl cream

~ this next bit is optional because its a gel cast + styling but honestly id totally recommend going the extra mile for it cause it holds your curls for longer and makes ur hair softer ~

apply curly gel to your hair and scrunch it in, I use Aussie curl gel

for styling, I take the middle -> top sections of my hair, take some extra gel and finger coil the curls

let your hair air dry or diffuse

once completely dry, take some hair oil and scrunch it through your hair and separate any coils, I use argan oil

then you're done :))

regular hair care

there isnt really much to say here tbh

only that

if you need to refresh your curls, you should be able to do it just by finger-coiling with water

DON'T brush your hair while dry, it causes breakage

if you sweat, your hair will most likely get frizzy

to tie your hair use a scrunchie

sleeping with a bonnet helps reduce frizz but icl I don't 🫣

hair styles + cuts

okay let me preface this section by saying PLEASE PLEASE PLEASEEEE do some research about curly stylists in your area, I promise it will be worth it because curly hair cutting requires special training (despite the fact we've probably all cut our hair ourselves at some point 🙈)

now here are some things I usually ask for in a haircut:

a trim off the edges to keep my hair healthy (I have hair down past my shoulders)

2 or 3 layers to keep volume around my head so it doesn't look like a flat landslide...

some long bangs at the front to frame my face

obviously thats just me so do some extra research and see what you'd like

not much, but here are some hairstyles i usually do for everyday wear:

hair down (obviously 🤗)

high ponytail/bun with a few curls at the front

half up half down with a few curls at the front

thats basically all the basics 🙃

i know its hard to start on a curly hair journey especially if you don't know what you're doing, so if you are (or aren't) i hope this was able to help you in some shape or form 🫶🤗

- li 🌘

[steddieas-shegoes]

for the 150 steddie prompts!!

132: “i didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much.”

(i used a number generator thats why its so random)

have fun!!

Oh, this is gonna be mushy. I'm feeling mushy. I'm gonna be in a wedding next week and am feeling so many mushy things about it, and I just finished writing the "speech" I'm giving (I am hoping I can just like privately do it tbh) and got REEEEALLY emotional so.

Rated T | tags: modern au, steddie wedding (a stedding if you will), fluff

🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻🤵🏻

Despite Eddie's insistence that everything would go perfectly, and Nancy's overbearing organization, and Robin's attempt at keeping Steve from knowing when something went wrong, things did not go perfectly.

The rain started five minutes before they were supposed to start the ceremony and Steve immediately started spiraling.

"Rain is bad luck! It wasn't even supposed to be cloudy today! Nance, what do we do?" Steve was pacing back and forth, running his hands through his hair, ruining it's previously perfect style.

"First, we just wait a few minutes and see if it passes. You take a breath or five. Robin is gonna make sure the guests are staying dry inside the reception hall," Nancy answered, typing furiously on her cell phone.

"And then? If it doesn't stop? Do I just marry Eddie in the fucking rain?"

Nancy looked up at him, eyes squinting as she considered an answer.

"Your first kiss was in the rain, was it not?" she finally settled on.

"I don't see how that has anything to do with-"

"And the first date, that ended up with you stuck in rain after a concert?"

"So?"

"The first time he said he loved you was during a storm."

Steve felt some of the tension ease from his back and arms.

"And when he asked you to marry him, you were waiting for the rain to stop so you could walk the dog he didn't tell you he was rescuing."

"That was-"

"Yeah, so I think maybe we can just relax when it comes to rain. It's clearly not the sign of bad luck you seem to think it is," Nancy went back to typing furiously on her phone.

"Who are you texting?" Steve asked, sitting down on the arm of one of the chairs in the room.

"Dustin."

"Is he okay? Is Eddie?" Steve stood up, ready to go check on them himself, but was immediately stopped by Nancy's firm grip on his shoulder.

"Everyone is fine. Chill."

So, he chilled. Or tried to at least.

Nancy continued to text and the skies continued to pour down rain.

After ten minutes, he stood up.

"We can't keep people waiting. It doesn't look like it's gonna stop, so-"

A knock on the door interrupted him, causing both him and Nancy to turn towards it with wide eyes.

"Stevie?"

"Eds?"

Steve opened the door, even though he was supposed to wait until they were actually getting married to see him today.

His arms were full of Eddie before Nancy could slam the door shut.

"What's wrong, baby?" Steve asked, arms tightening around him and breathing in the smell of his "nice" cologne.

"'S raining," Eddie mumbled against his neck.

"Okay, that's it. Both of you are getting married now." Nancy tugged them apart and out of the room, her strength somehow still surprising to both of them.

"Nance-"

"Wheeler, it's pouring and-"

"Shut up."

One thing about Nancy Wheeler is she was a bit scary when she was determined, and right now, it seemed she was incredibly determined to get them married.

The rain was still coming down, but Nancy didn't let that stop her from dragging them to the arch surrounded by rows of seats.

She stood under the arch, eyebrows raised as water dripped off of her.

Steve and Eddie stared at her, then at each other.

They both started laughing.

"Might as well do it, then," Eddie shrugged.

"Dearly beloved, we are stuck out in the rain today to see these two idiots get married-"

"Hey! This is not what we agreed you'd say!" Steve argued, cutting himself off when Nancy snapped her fingers.

"We're gonna cut this short because this rain is cold, but they've both prepared some things to say," Nancy gestured for them to get started.

Steve had known what he was going to say for months now, memorized it and practiced it in the mirror almost every morning while he was doing his hair.

But it didn't feel right now.

"I didn't think it was possible to love someone this much," Steve said, squeezing Eddie's hands in his. "Standing in the rain to marry you makes sense, now that we're here. All I care about is you, all I ever care about is being with you, rain or shine or snow, bad times or good."

It was impossible to tell for sure if Eddie was crying or the raindrops were running down his cheeks, but when he spoke, Steve could hear just a slight rasp to his voice.

"You remember when I finally kissed you for the first time? The rain hadn't stopped all day and we both looked ridiculous, kinda like now, and you were just pouting up at the sky, and I couldn't hold back. I can never hold back with you. I'll kiss you in the rain for the next 100 years if I live long enough to do it, sweetheart," Eddie said softly.

"Alright, kiss each other!"

"Aren't the rings next?"

"Robin has them, we can do that part later."

Eddie pulled Steve against him, fronts flush against each other.

"Think we could find somewhere to mess around in the rain?" he whispered against Steve's lips.

Steve's eyes flashed over to Nancy, who was already walking away.

"Kiss me and we'll see."

[night-dazai]

The Demon Never Died - 2

Dazai X Reader

Synopsis: you are stuck in a room tied up with rapists outside and Dazai has agreed to surrender to save you . Will your kidnappers let you go or not ?

Your head hurt , your hands burned and your whole body felt light but heavy and jelly like “ where am i ?” you thought trying to open your eyes to be blinded by colourful yellow and white lights . Your realised your hands were cuffed with metal handcuffs your legs tied with a soft rope kind of material and you sat in the middle of a bed in a motel kind of room . “M..motel ?” you mumbled to hear a voice , you turned your head in fear to see a tiny computer screen near the door “ she woke up boss “Someone spoke but not to you . You just sat trying to listen but soon the voices became to muffled you could not make out much . Wriggling your hands in those cuffs only hurt you , your brain still fuzzy kept playing all the bad memories Dazai calling you , men breaking into your house. Teras were threatening to spill but not wanting to cry infront of your kidnappers you turned your back to them facing the bed you sobbed crying your lover's name again and again . Its not like you did not have a family, you were brought up by your mom and dad for the past 20 years of your life and when you turned 19 they had to go to the US . You wanted to stay in Japan and thus you did . Meeting Dazai as one of the works of Fukuzawa was accidental but the moment you saw him you knew he could make you fall and you did fall . But what surprised the whole detective agency was that he fell for you too. The director who was your uncle's closest friend had a one-on-one meeting with you asking if you were okay with this , cause everyone knew the dangers around him and anybody in the agency . Why even Dazai tell you ; yet you chose him” why?” “Don't know “ you said making the bandaged man look at you confused “ Bella, I have a lot of past also and that might not be nice for a girl like you “ he said again his playful tone gone it was more like someone trying to order you . Which you hated the most “Dazai , i am not a very normal person also so dont worry i dont care “ . Not convinced he spoke again “ Darling i might to fight , and even it wont happen but ther-” he got cut with you flicking his forehead “ kill, dont care .” you took a sip of your coffee and spoke “ Do you know one thing “ your voice clam and soft and for the first you were opening up to him no opening up to a human , you also had you share of past trauma. “ A female hurt would just want to get out of that place thats what society has taught us , run away , dont make any more mistakes “ his brown orbs stared at you as you proceeded “ but after calming dow. You have no idea how we fell , we would rather have that person who hurt us even killed “ you paused realising how dark you went but little did you know it was nothing compared to how drak he was “ i mean that does mean i want to kill and stuff but if you are with me i can be sure i won't be hurt or harmed so dont worry and even if I am hurt you are here again so comfort me, “ you said opening your arms for a hug . Dazai got into your arms “Bella you are stuck “ he said nuzzling into your neck “he..ehst..stop” you said feeling all weird “ why dear we are couple “ he said looking up at you . “Dazai… “ you cried but now dry on tears decided to stall and make time for him to come and find you “ i am not your gf for no reason “ you mumbled and turned back to face the camera “what to do ?”

Dazai went into the bathroom after watching the video “its been 10 mins go get him “ Ranpo said making the blonde trun at look at him “ let him clam down first “ he said raising his glass. Everyone quietly started at the laptop screen where it played of video of you trying to remove the rope on your leg , they all heard you and saw you and soon the screen changed “ get us Dazai we will let this girl go unharmed like nothing happened but he should come to us alone and with no weapons and he should be tied up “ . The voice that spoke through the black screen was annoying and horse Athushi was fuming and Koyo who has never showed much emotion was fighting back the urge to break the laptop in front of her” is there any ability users with you ?” Tanizaki asked frowning with anger. “We dont , trust we are just normal people who hate him send him to us “ they said once again and before Ranpo could talk “ i will come , one condition i will bring another girl with me , she is not an ability user but she will take y/n from there and i will surrender, “ Dazai said coming into the room . His face had the most unreadable expression. Before everyone could protest Fukuzawa spoke “ he has to go if he wants to save her “ . The other side gave out a horrendous laugh before telling them the location to meet .

This is how he looks when telling them he agrees to come to the location .

I am sorry guys 😭😭😭I seem to be dragging this longer than I thought .

I will end this in the next part and you guys can wait for a part 4 which will be lovely seggs .

[persistentplums]

Despite my absolute hope against all hope about Dean getting really into botany completing his success in escaping the cyclical theme of the venture men career in unnatural science I do think he tries so so so so hard and fails. The show is about failure.

It dawned on me Dean attempt to feel more normal is to cling on to natural parts of basic identity ie who is his mom (he thought Myra) refusing super science, spiralling about being a clone etc when he isn’t. So what does that mean for Dean especially how it showed Dean with the rest of the Venture family and Hank outside?

I think ppl interpretation of Dean needing more support makes sense, he does, I also think Dean finally accepts he is not the same as everyone else he’s a Venture. I also like the interpretation that Hank is alone because he unlike Dean knows he will always get back up with or without people. It’s nice interpretations but regardless I do think Hank gets the shit end of this stick.

People aren’t an island, when Hank was found he was glad Dean came for him and asked if Doc was on his way. Dean lies because he knows it would suck for Hank to hear nobody was worried for him. Hank will always be okay but just because he will be okay doesn’t negate the need of support.

Ben gives Hank a watch telling him the meaning of chosen family. Thats Hank future, he will end up finding people he can call family I don’t think it’s all that cut and dry but I don’t want to say Hank is never in a position where its an overwhelming familiar place unless its about Brock which tbf they never got around to Hank and Doc having a better relationship.

I think Hank is going to navigate being successful adventurer just like his dad tv persona and Jonas but never really feel like his family namely his dad supports him. So he needs to make his own support that sees him. Which will be part of Hank entire adventure. Dean is a part of that but I think Hank will have to navigate it deeply.

Dean is going to fail at natural sciences because he has more in common with Jonas than Doc. Maybe it was the scene with Dean trying to fix Helper from the robot eye form or the Gargantua 2 moment but I do think Dean will end up having to accept like the men before him he is not part of the cycle of nature. His family does everything in the unnatural super science which is their natural. I do still think he will use his skills for good.

I think Dean succeeds in where he desperately wanted to. Be a good parent to his kids not messing them up or dragging them around, and doesn’t create more harm with his science. It’s always going to be Dean big pill to swallow that he isn’t normal. That his life from his partners, kids, career, etc will never be this picturesque level of peace but I think he learns if I can’t beat them then I’ll make it work. A little more grouch and sass but people will be around him to remind him to be a bit better than his dad.

Hank follows Brock footsteps in choosing a family while Dean follows Doc but Dean heart will always believe in the goodness that is fostered by Brock beliefs and Hank will always be able to understand exactly the world he is in because of Doc.

So basically Dean will fail, and Hank will succeed in the aspirations of what Doc had in mind but it won’t really matter because it was never really about that.

[sideblogdotjpeg]

hello unfortunately i thought even more about sol + swag as an analogy for being asian and it is . making me unwell. i am putting it under the cut for the main reason that it is stupid beyond belief

OK. so. hear me out .

STUPID REASONS WHY SOL IS ASIAN:

(and hint: this is all me projecting 100%)

1) moist frog who immediately turns off when it gets too cold. SOUTHEASTASIAN BOY AS FUCK (to me). guy who thinks thirty degrees celsius is pleasant temperature. guy who thinks that anything below 25C is sweater weather. guy who is soo sweaty and moist all the time (the humidity) and that is not only a natural state, but a preferrable state. 20 degrees is too cold. anything below 0 is actually not functional.

anyway. sol bufo. keepin it warm and gross. if its too cold and dry he immediately hibernates. king

2) idk if anyone reading this has seen shaolin soccer. but sol bufo. could clump shaolin soccer. essentially what im saying is sol bufo is like a buff asian jock. which is kinda goofy and goodnatured and loud and also very obnoxious. i cannot articulate this very well. but. what can i say except a human version of sol bufo was delivered to me in a dream and it was every buff chinese classmate ive ever met.

3) (you will notice the reasons get progressively more stupid and more deeply specific)

sol bufo would love milo. omg. like. chocolate drink in a juice box container that is branded as a sports/energy drink and also green. also the guy on the front of the packet milo. sol bufo coded. tbh

anyway. milo isnt strictly southeast asian..? but. yes it is actually.

4) the whole monk class is extremely steeped in asian 'aesthetics' anyway. i mean. ki. so whatever i can claim this monk for me thats my right

NONSTUPID BUT STILL KIND OF SILLY REASONS:

and this is also me projecting 100%. obviously all delusion. so i guess see this as a for-fun reading of the sol/swag storyline through the lens of a very specific of asianness

okay so. swag right. his journey is about leaving his home where he was comfortable and safe but also very confined. mothership lures him to ezry w the promise of opportunity & seeing the world, making something of himself. he ends up being exploited for his body and skills. and he runs away, but his blood still oils up the mothership cogs.

so anyway. i think its pretty clear how that cld map onto like . an immigrant experience? leaving home because of the need to find urself, but simultaneously, the threat of exploitation at the hands of ppl who see you as a potential profit to be mined. this is the first part

the part that is more crazy to me is his experience in irondeep. like, when he left moonstone he left his entire community. now hes alone ... and he cant go back. (he is stranded physically, emotionally). and at this low point, of true and utter loneliness and purposelessness, comes along bronzebeard industries. they offer him a job - but more importantly, they offer him connections.

like. thinking about how were introduced to swag. its not at his job, its his downtime, its when hes hanging out with his coworkers, when hes surrounded by 'friends'. w people who think hes cool, and the people who think hes a "sucker".

idk! but i think this also relates rlly strongly to a common experience of being international? like. when you know you are permenantly lost from home. what you want more than anything is to feel the same community and sense of belonging you used to have. and it is very easy for that desire to ge manipulated. (like - im just gonna mention the one specific instance that ive seen. which is like. international students on college campuses getting targeted a lot by christian groups. because they know those people are lonely and want a feeling of shared tradition and practice. anyway. this is one specific example but also this is literally what happens to lyddie and sister rosaline :-| )

anyway so in summary: swags story of hope/idealism, exploitation, and loneliness leading him to be a very good pawn. i think that is something that could potentially be read as the experiences of ppl dislocated internationally from their home. and im saying its asian because I Want To.

... and sol! okay. i think very simply: sol is super white-washed. total banana. and thats part of his character. he is a moonstone bullywug who never knew his own home, and still, has never even seen moonstone with his own eyes. he does not know his own history. (and kinda tangent, the place where he spends the majority of his life is in launchpad, a sanitized corporate version of reality. and i mean, the whole 'boy wizard and frog pal' is very clearly alluding to harry potter. like. its white.) but ignoring that, the essence of his character is like. this is a guy who does not know where he came from

and currently? a large part of his arc is about trying to unravel his identity by figuring out where (who) he came from. swag daniels is his one link to a community hes just now found out he has. that is a part of why hes trying so hard to save swag. swag is his family - specifically the parts about family you cant choose. that is hard, complicated and how you understand where the parts of yourself track back to.

like. i think a lot about how the pivotal moments of connection between swag and sol are all about swag... showing sol what moonstone is like. in a dream, he lets sol experience what that place is like. that place is a muggy swamp. idk. swag is taking sol back home. that fucks me up a lot

... anyway digression aside. i think one of the most painful things gg on rn w sols arc rn is. how its looking right now. sol is going to lose swag. sol is going to have to come to terms w losing swag. sol for the first time, yearns to know who he is and who he came from. but by the time he went looking it was too late. his time is up. that moment of connection was brief and gone. there are so many questions about their history that sol will never know now

so obviously this kind of dips a bit into metaphor at the end. swag represents connection to cultural history and heritage and identity. and in that lens, it reads to ME as a story abt being asian and disconnected from ur roots. but anyway. even without that lens i think sols story is still v much abt cultural estrangement

(i also have a very loose and unformed thought: which is that sols journey from wanting to stand out/be special to wanting to find a place of belonging. is ALSO INCREDIBLY RESONANT to the experience of being whitewashed asian... ESPECIALLY for ppl who do come from asia. and how that also relates to the tragedy of wanting to understand ur roots when its already too late. but . i dont rlly know if that is a common experience so. itll be noodling in my head for now)

anyway. my essay. and yes this is all make believe in my head . TLDR: i think swags an immigrant sols a banana and i am fucking insane thanks everyone

also if u read this all and want to know what part of this long ramble actly answers the question of why i think theyre asian. well. you know what.

[sickmachete]

HEY !! HERE ARE SOME RANDOM FIRE SAFETY TIPS !!

AVOID HILLS. seriously. the radiant heat coming off the flames pre-heats nearby grasses/fuels located above (heat rises!) which is what cause fires to "run" up hills lighting up long strips in the blink of an eye. you cannot outrun a fire that's chasing you up hill.

EVEN IF you are standing below the fire all it takes is one stray ember blown in the wind to start a fire below YOU and then you're really screwed. if you're caught on a hill, run to the side and (if possible) try to get to any charred/burnt zones behind the fire.

charred/already burnt black areas are safe zones. they will not easily re-burn and can become refuges to retreat to (but still be mindful of smoke inhalation).

healthy green grass lawns can also be temporary safe zones. the moisture held in lush grass makes it a lot more difficult to catch fire and can work as a temporary refuge in the case of a house fire. however, TO BE CLEAR: this does NOT apply to tall forest meadow-type grasses. when i say healthy grass im talkin like suburban manicured lawns okay? if your lawn is looking crusty dry brown then thats not gonna be a good place to run to.

most mild carbon monoxide poisoning (aka smoke inhalation) can be cured by simply taking in fresh air. severe smoke inhalation may require further medical treatment though.

fire needs FUEL + OXYGEN + HEAT in order to burn. if you removed ANY of these 3 things, the fire will go out. this is known as the fire triangle. the reason why water works against fire is mainly because it's cold, however it also helps by "drowning" the fire, depriving it of oxygen.

on this note!! if you're cooking and your food catches on fire inside the pan, DO NOT! pour water onto it!!!! that will only make it splash. what you're gonna wanna do is grab a pot/pan lid and gently slide it onto the pan. this will cut off its oxygen and put the fire out. DO NOT! slam the lid onto the pan!! this rush of wind/air could blow the fire right out of the pan and directly onto you/nearby furniture!

CHECK YOUR FIRE EXTINGUISHERS!!! please!! not all fire extinguishers are meant to be used on the same fire!!! while it can vary (and you should definitely look up the ratings for your own location/extinguishers) many of them will have specific class ratings written along the label. here in the USA, those ratings are in letter form (ie: Class A, Class B, Class C, Class D, and Class K). sometimes these ratings are combined (ie: Class ABC), meaning that a Class ABC fire extinguisher can be used on a Class A, B, or C fire.

FIRE EXTINGUISHERS AND THEIR ASSIGNED FIRES

CLASS A: these extinguishers should be used on wood/paper/plastic (ie: your basic trash fire).

CLASS B: these extinguishers should be used on flammable liquids (ie: alcohol, gas, petroleum, greasing oils <- not food oils though!!).

CLASS C: these extinguishers should be used on electrical fires (ie: sparking cables, your computer spontaneously combusted and is on fire, etc).

CLASS D: these extinguishers should be used on combustible metals (ie: magnesium, titanium, potassium, sodium, etc. if that metal shit in your garage is burning, use Class D).

CLASS K: these extinguishers should be used on flammable cooking oils/greases (ie: your stove is on fire, your barbecue's on fire, etc).

CLASS ABC: these extinguishers can be used on any of the Class A, B, or C material fires.

DO NOT USE THE WRONG EXTINGUISHER. they are labeled differently for a reason!!! a Class ABC extinguisher (for example) will make a Class K fire splash! you will cause that big old greasy fire to splash right back onto you!! Class K extinguishers are specifically designed to safely put out fires without disturbing the liquids/oils so please please please check the labels of your extinguishers.

AND REMEMBER TO "PASS" !!!

HOW TO USE A FIRE EXTINGUISHER — P.A.S.S.

PULL the pin in the handle.

AIM the nozzle at the base of the fire.

SQUEEZE the lever slowly.

SWEEP (across the base of the fire) from side to side.

[kaeyx]

Thinking about stepping on catchuus dick while he’s in heat. Hes in heat but hes too embarrassed to communicate that! (Poor babys really good at masking his emotions and needs) The look of shock in his eyes when you push him down to the floor one day out of pure irritation. Bros like “•.•” cause he cant process that youre being rough with him. Where did his kind master go, the one who put up with him even at his worst days?!!? The only way to get him to admit hes in heat is to edge him until hes whining like a desperate whore!

• chuu has been acting up lately for no apparent reason!

•feels way to embarrassed to initiate sex

•so embarrassed that you might wake up with bruised thighs from him humping them at night!

•ever since you took him in my poor baby hasn’t been able to get himself off without some kind of physical touch from you

•even when hes dry humping you at night, its so shameful. Hes been going at it for hours only in the end to have the weakest spurt of cum spill out of his aggravated tip!

•but the night he goes too far is when hes being a little pervert and watching you shower trying desperately to get himself off

•you catch him and inquire about what he was doing

•”awh baby were you touching yourself while watching your master clean himself, y’know you can come in and ill help you”

•He scoffs “y’know you’re not even that pretty. Don’t get ahead of yourself sir, i wouldn’t be that desperate in a million years especially not for you.”

•obviously he doesn’t mean a word of this! He was just so embarrassed that you caught him that he said the first mean thing he could come up with.

•however it doesn’t matter if he didn’t mean it, you’re seeing red

•” what. the. fuck. Did you just say to me”

•chuu fucked up big time

•you get out of the shower and push him down to the ground rolling your heel against his obvious boner

•”if im so ugly then why are you acting like such a fucking whore, i might not have a dick but i know they dont get that hard for just anyone”

•he’s only used to praise from you, but he’d be lying if he said you losing your control didn’t turn him on

•”Ngh! Fuck~ master please m’sorry!” He cries out

•when you try to interrogate him about why he said those things to you he just looks away with furrowed brows and flushed cheeks. (He is quite literally tucking his tail between his legs)

•it goes on like that for at least an hour. But he does break eventually

•hes humping the ball of your foot youve so generously offered while crying out and telling you how he forgot to take his heat repressors and how he was humiliated and didnt want to let you know

•tears running down his cheeks and an embarrassing amount of precum leaking from his tip

•”shhh its okay baby thats all you had to say”

•you whisper sweet things into his ears, but the praise you’re giving him doesn’t match up with the rough manner you’re stroking his cock

•he comes. HARD.

•thick white ropes of cum spilled one after the other from his weeping head

•cums so hard it almost reaches his neck!

•hes now desperately clinging to you whimpering and whining apologies

•”s-sir m’sorry! Jus’ wanted you. Youre so pretty sir, the best master i could ask for!”

•normally hed be to embarrassed to say these things, but hed just had one of the most intense orgasms of his life

•you rub his hair cooing “shh i know baby, jus’ dont do it again”

•falls asleep purring in your arms, slinging to you like he did when you first took him in

-🫙

(IM SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK ON YOUR WRITING)

AOUGH okay okay I'm putting this under a cut since the ask is long

Nah bc you're right, he'd be so good at hiding his heats. Or we can throw in some a/b/o and give him heat suppressants, sure! Either way you've never had to think about when heat season is coming, or you might not even know about it unless he's commented on it for whatever reason.

Also yes yes yes Chuuya snapping at someone when he's taken by surprise or feels defensive is so real to me. Crossing his arms and huffing even though his cheeks are red and you can see the outline of him in his pants, he's just going to double down and storm off. And try to finish himself off the second you're out of sight of course. Even if you'd had sex before he's suddenly initiating a lot less, not trying to coax you in for a kiss or anything at all, but always deflects when you ask him what's wrong.

Him grinding against your foot or leg is so hot too...or the heel of your boot even... clawing uselessly at the floor and bucking his hips, whining whenever you press down, dripping steadily onto his stomach. All that pent up cum shooting out far more violently than usual as he pants and moans so pretty, deep in his chest. Finally getting relief after so long of trying to rut into the space between your thighs while you slept.

[okaratauri]

I have an interesting AU idea for exfor, where Bishop and Skippy essentially switch bodies (canister and human) by elder intervention. If yall r interested I’ll write it out, here’s a super rushed written concept for it. Bear with me it’s really bad and weirdly written. I’ll fix it up later.

Body swap 

The Elder’s arrogant laughter echoed around the bridge of Valkyrie as Bishop dove for Skippy’s canister. Electricity arced across the surface of the can. Bishop ignored the warnings and cry’s of his crew, focusing only on the pain Skippy must be feeling. 

His fingertips brushed the can, electricity splashed up his arm as he grabbed it. Searing heat scorched his palm, blinding white light filled his vision and all went dark.

Skippy’s mind raced to fight against the Elder. His matrix slowly being pulled apart. He was dying, being ripped into pieces and reassembled. He vaguely noticed Bishop’s outstretched hand. Skippy tried to scream. He tried to warn his friend to get away.

He felt the flesh hit his canister. 

He was connected, as if his mind was melding into Bishop’s. He saw his friend’s concern for him, his courage, his terror, his anxiety. Skippy suddenly felt the crushing weight of responsibility that Bishop felt. Skippy found his thoughts wandering over to Adams. He a deep adoration for her swept over him. It was a level of protectiveness and respect he had never felt about her before.

White light filled Skippy’s sensors. 

He disconnected. He couldn’t feel anything. His control his power his subminds all gone. 

His hand hurt. 

Hand? He didn’t have a hand. He had a canister. Not a hand. Heat swelled in him. He hurt. Everything hurt. It was loud. He felt dry air and the smell of burning plastic touch him. 

The deck moved, or did he move? 

Simms rushed over to her commander, his bloodied hand dropped Skippy and the canister rolled across the deck. The Elder still laughing, her voice filling not only the air but their minds, their very being. She caught Bishop, he had gone limp. She brushed her sweaty hair out of her face, tears of frustration, rage, terror and horror streamed down her cheeks. 

“Colonel? Sir! What was that? Are you okay?” 

His face contorted, as if he wasn’t sure how to move. His mouth opened and closed, gasping raggedly for breath. He blinked, staring at the ceiling with his eyes wide open. The lights were blinding, why was he not squinting? Did the electricity damage his brain?

“Uh- Simms? I can’t get ahold of Skippy-“ Billby spoke, snapping the crew out of their shock. 

The Elder inhaled, then chuckled.

“See you soon.” It hissed before its presence was lifted.

Everyone let out a breath they had been holding, and chaos broke loose. Medics rushed in, treating burns and sprains, Colonel Smythe took over at Simm’s approval. She stayed with Bishop, whose eyes became frantic. He made a strangled sound, trying to speak. He lifted his arm and reached out to her like a child would. She took his good hand and tried helping him up. 

“Sir? Bishop?” She frowned, studying him closely. 

He blinked again, his expression contorted in pain. 

“B-bish-no” he sounded his words out. Panicked. Shakily. “No- no no no”

Tears welled up in his eyes, he looked scared, like he couldn’t tell what was happening to them. 

“Sir? Can you understand me?” 

“Sim-simms- Simms-“ he stuttered, glancing around, his body trembling.

“Got him!” Billby cried out on the speakers. “Uh- well sort of. Skippy’s matrix looks..it doesn’t look like him. Unless he significantly changed it. It doesn’t feel like-“

The speakers cut out, then cut back in, the ship’s computer’s started to short out, random icons being pushed, the display distorted and flickering.

“What-“ Billby expressed, there was shock in his tone as the crew froze in their place. “Thats not Skippy-“

The display cut in again, words began piling into it, quickly pouring through. At first it was just random words, jumbled together, some not even words.

Simms watched Bishop stare at himself in the glass. Mouth agape. He stumbled towards it, pressing his hands to the glass. He let out a strangled whimper. 

The display flashed, trying to capture the attention of the crew. The words grew in size. Simms gasped as she read it, then stared at who she thought was her commander. She glanced at the display again, which read:

“It’s Bishop. Where the fuck am I.”