#and then he sees me!!!!!!!!!! doing the same!!!!! and he thinks its cute!!!!

[snazzynacho]

— Bloodthirsty Demon

Part 1/?

Emperor Geta x wife!Reader

Words: 3K. Read on ao3. Masterlist.

Fandom: Gladiator II (2024)

Summary: You and your husband Geta get worked up over a bloody gladiatorial fight. Geta is engrossed by your bloodthirstyness. (Oh, and Caracalla’s there too, being cute hehe.) (pre-gladiator II I guess.)

Warning(s): Violence, Blood, Gladiatorial fight, pet names used, Y/N used only twice, mention of intercourse, very horny flirty, no smut sorry (maybe in a second part if I write it.). 🔞

A/N: please someone take my cellular device away from me. (actually please don't. i’ll explode.)

The view of the Colosseum is always magnificent, especially from your Emperor(s) and Empress's booth which has a perfect view for your majesties.

Your husband, Geta, is sitting on your right with his brother to his right—all three of you are glued to the arena below. The gladiatorial fights are always something you all enjoy.

It is a moment of pure release and energy—the blood and gore, the incessant roars and screams of the crowd—is invigorating.

Geta usually picks a fighter to root over, only to drop him when he senses him losing. This time, there seems to be no one bother rooting for. He orders more wine, holding his goblet up in the air, to which a servant promptly refills with red wine. Caracalla leans over to murmur something into Geta’s ear which causes the man to giggle like a drunken schoolboy into his goblet.

You glance over, seeing them giggle, which amuses you much to you trying to hide the evidence. Seeing their brotherhood, untainted by Caracalla’s illness or imperial duties, is a heartwarming sight to see.

Geta glances over, seeing you smirk into your goblet. An eyebrow quirks and the emperor gives you a side eye look. "And what are you smirking at?" He asks, slurring his words ever so slightly. He has already downed several cups of wine, after all.

“Just enjoying the view of my amused husband,” you coo, your voice low and sultry, leaning near him ever so closely.

This response makes him laugh, in his usual hyena like manner. “Enjoying the view of me, are you?" He slurs slightly before gesturing towards the should-be bloody spectacle below. "But my dear, I did not realise you had a taste for bloodshed.” he leans closer as well, “Unless you are getting off on a different kind of view…" he jokes, giving you a sinful look.

“You know I cannot resist either,” you glance away from him back to the fight, checking in, but you already know not much has happened as Caracalla has stayed pretty quiet, which is unlike him.

Geta chuckles at your response and leans back in his throne. He motions with his hand for a servant to top up his wine once more, before fixing you with an amused smirk again. "Now I'm not sure what to think. Maybe I should be concerned when my blushing bride says she loves bloodshed.” He snickers to himself then takes a long gulp, the strong wine coursing down his throat.

You hum. “Yes, maybe you should,”

You eye the abysmal fighting in the arena below. A scowl forms on your face. Whats taking them so long? Why is the fight so boring!? You need another drink. Maybe that will liven it up and trick you into thinking it is fun. You hold your goblet up in the air and a servant refills it with red wine and down it.

Geta’s gaze returns to the colosseum, his reaction is the same as yours. His nose slightly crinkles with disgust as one gladiator misses another. “Gods, this is a boring fight...they're useless.” he voices your thoughts.

"Come here," Geta demands, his attention wearing at the boring fight, crooking a finger towards you, beckoning you to draw closer to him. As you do, he slides a hand around your waist like a snake pulling in its prey and pulls you into his lap, resting possessively on your thigh. “Maybe you're secretly a bloodthirsty devil like me. I wouldn’t be surprised." He smirks and glances at the fighting below, his eyes following with intensity. Every punch thrown, every splash of blood, every cry of pain. The Emperor's dark brown eyes reflected a strange excitement as he watched, his other arm draped over the back of chair. But it’s not enough. He needs more. All three of you do.

“Of course, I am. It was the first thing we bonded over,” you reply casually, quirking an eyebrow and smirking at him.

“Mmm, yes. I do recall that now. You were so shy, and when I asked you if you like fighting and bloodshed, you were like an excitable little demon." Geta chuckles and sips his wine, his arm squeezing you a bit tighter as he does so.

You cackle at your resemblance between yourself and a ‘excitable little demon’, as your husband describes, so hard that you have to explain to Caracalla what you are laughing about which sends the three of you into drunken hysterics.

Geta's grip on your waist tightens, as he laughs alongside you and Caracalla. His wine threatens to spill from his cup from laughing so hard, as do all your goblets, his chest heaving as he cackles like a hyena.

You then hear Caracalla squark laughter when he finally notices you are sat on his brother’s lap. “Have you become so bored you are going to fuck?!” he wheezes out more laughter.

Geta's grip on you loosens as he laughs with his brother, both men’s laughs turn into cackling like madmen. Caracalla is drunk. Extremely drunk, and the alcohol slurs his words as he expresses, “I'd forgotten about that, brother. She made quite an impression on you that night, didn't she!"

“Oh, shush, Cara,” you say playfully, leaning over to smile at him. Caracalla giggles, giving you a crooked grin in return.

Geta laughs all the more as his brother reminds him of your first meeting. He remembers it like it was yesterday, how you revealed your true devilish side to him on that night, and he was enraptured. “ah, yes. An impression I will never forget.”

The gladiator below makes yet another mistake and trips over his own feet. “Gods, this has to be the worst fight of the century. At this rate, the winner will be whoever gets lucky first. If any of this is even considered fighting..." Geta sniggers, and Caracalla giggles in agreement.

At that, you down the last of your wine, and cry, “GET ON WITH IT!” into the arena below. You do not know exactly who you're saying it about or to but, like Geta says, it’ll be whoever gets lucky.

They laugh and howl like insane men at your sudden bloodthirsty reaction and Geta downs his drink too, before shouting out at the gladiators. “HEAR THAT? YOUR EMPRESS WANTS A BLOODY FIGHT, GIVE HER ONE!”Geta's bellowing demand rings out around the Colosseum, and for a moment there's an eerie quiet that follows.

The gladiators below glance around for any sign of you, the Empress, and even their opponents stop and glance up at the viewing box. Then, a collective roar from the audience sounds, as they pick up on both your words, shouting and cheering in consensus. Your Emperor snickers and nudges you with a grin that's all teeth with his wild eyes. "Look at them scramble around. You'd think you're a goddess descended from the heavens."

Geta holds you firmly in his lap and he leans in to whisper in your ear, his hot breath against your skin, while his hand travels down to your thigh. “I have to say, you shouting like that was unexpected, my dear. But extremely arousing all the same," Your husband’s whispered admission is punctuated by a low growl, and his grip tightens on your thigh, giving you a kiss on your neck. It hits the sensitive vein perfectly and you bite your lip, squirming delightfully in pleasure. He pulls you closer, his chest pressing flush against your back, as he eyes the arena.

The gladiators now fight with more fervor, clearly trying to please you—their empress. It's a brutal and bloody brawl, just as you have ordered. One of the gladiators particularly obliges, brandishing a sword in vigour and roars for the crowd making Caraclla clap in giddiness.

Geta leans down and murmurs into your ear, his breath warm against your skin, the same sensitive spot he just pecked, sending shivers down your spine. “He's putting on quite the performance, my dear, perhaps we should reward him for it." He smirks, his hands caress your thigh with a possessive squeeze. Geta’s attention drifts back to the arena, watching the fight below with rapt interest, hearing Caracalla continue to joyfully react to an intense squall between two gladiators.

“I don’t know what fight you have been watching but he’s done the bare minimum so far.”

Geta scoffs at your comment. "I could say the same about all of them, they're all lacking." However, he then smirks again. He has always loved how you challenge him. "Ah, but maybe I'm a little biased. I'm watching a much more entertaining performance in my lap after all."

“Aw, you sweet thing,” you twist your neck to look at him, holding his chin with affection and a tad of harshness, all the while you hold your goblet up in your other hand for another refill.

Geta grins. His eyes drink you in like a parched man. His grip on your thigh tightens once more, as he leans his face in even closer. He murmurs against you skin, his words a low timber against your ear. “You call me sweet, yet you are the only person I would allow to handle me with any sort of harshness, and still find it attractive."

You end up in a fit of giggles at his words. The combination of his sweet words and wine make you feel light headed. Your giggling quickly changes into a squeal though, as the fight becomes rather exciting. In the blink of an eye, a gladiator has punctured another so hard in the most perfect vein that blood sprayed up, as another got killed by a tiger. It excites the baying crowd, who eagerly roars for more. Bloodthirsty hyenas they are, likewise with you and the Emperors.

With Caracalla maniacally laughing again, banging his hands excitedly against the armrests, your hungry gazes eat up the gruesome entertainment.

Geta's grip on you tightens further. His hand slides up along your thigh to rest at your hip. He pulls you closer into his lap, the excitement in the air palpable. He chuckles heartily at your reaction, your squeal. His fingers dig into your hip slightly as he hears your squeal, the gladiator below has just been killed by a tiger. How dramatic.

His attention is on the fight once more, his eyes glue to the sight of blood and violence with a voracious stare. In the arena below, another gladiator meets a brutal death, and the crowd roars once more. Geta is all too entertained, and he tightens his grip on your thigh again. “Excellent! I was beginning to fall asleep! Caracalla, did you see that?! Did you see that, Y/N? One death by tiger, and then another pierced through. You made the right call." His hands momentarily become free, leaving your thigh and handing his goblet to a nearby servant, to clap, before returning back to your flesh and downing another gulp of wine. His breath is hot against the shell of your ear and it's clear the bloodbath below is having quite the effect on him too. “Perhaps you should order them to fight to the death more often,” Your emperor purrs into your ear. “You're always so entertaining when you're bloodthirsty."

“I know. You should listen to me more,”

Geta's hand on your leg tightens again, as he leans forward, his chin resting on your shoulder as he watches the action enthralled. “Gods, you're such an arrogant thing." The emperor laughs in response to your reply, he's thoroughly mesmerised by your words and he knows you're right. “I should listen to you more, my sweet. You have excellent taste after all,” he commends, more so referring to himself which makes you shake your head in amusement.

The fight has reached its climax leaving two gladiators left and the crowd is going tumultuous. The gore is his favourite thing. You can feel the adrenaline in him as he shifts in his seat with a thrill. Geta's lips then skim along your throat, leaving a trail of small kisses as he watches the massacre below continue.

Geta watches his brother Caracalla, who is now completely and utterly wasted, bellowing with laughter hysterically. Turning his attention to you, Geta gives a sly smile on his face. "Gods, look at him. He's completely gone. Too much wine and too much blood. I hope he keeps it down and not throw it all back up again."

“You can never have too much, husband.” you say, a cheeky arid look in your eyes.

A low chuckle rumbles its way out of his chest, his teeth grazing the crook of your neck, nibbling at the soft skin there. “My sweet devilish wife,“ he can't resist giving your thigh a quick smack. “But I do prefer to have you all to myself when I’m intoxicated. And I think I’d rather not be covered in his vomit a second time this week.” he raises his goblet to the servant standing patiently nearby and motions for a refill. The servant, as always, quickly obliges, and refills his drink. The red liquid sloshes as the cup is handed back into Geta’s shaky hand. Geta takes a long, slow drink, closing his eyes and savouring the taste.

He lowers the cup, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, before speaking. “I wouldn’t mind having you all to myself right now, in fact. But I’m not sure what the Senate will think of that,” he huffs, as his hand has somehow found its way under your stola.

You feel a tickle on your bare thigh, and the rings adorning his fingers are cold differing against your flushed body. “Geta!” you gasp at his sudden touch under your clothing. “You must be extremely intoxicated!” you burst out laughing, tapping the tip of his nose with your finger as if you are not in the same drunken condition as him.

He scrunches his face at your touch. As punishment he drags his hand further up, tracing your inner thigh. You slam your hand on his hand under your stola to stop him from moving any further. “Not in public!” you squeal, but neither of you can deny the effect he has on you. He’s become very good at reading you over the years.

Geta laughs devilishly, amused by your feeble attempt to stop his wandering hand. His eyes flash with intense desire. He does not reply at first, merely drinking you in like you’re his goblet of wine.

“Public, private. I don’t care. I want you, now. I don’t care if the whole Senate watches. I doubt they’d be surprised. We're not exactly the most discrete when it comes to…our affections." His breath is hot on your neck, his lips finding their way to the sensitive spot that had him nibbling at before. Only this time he can’t resist but to clamp his mouth down, giving you a hickey.

When he pulls back, he grins at the sight of the red mark blossoming on your skin. He smirks at you, a naughty twinkle in his dark brown eyes. “Besides, I think they'd be more worried about what they're seeing down below." He nods his head down at the arena. The final two gladiators are still going at it.

A loud whoop from Caracalla and the enigmatic loudness of the crowd breaks the spell he has on you (or one you have put on him), tearing your gaze away from each other. One gladiator has the other pinned to the ground now. It’s nearing the end.

“So am I. Now hush,” You place your finger against his lips, turning your attention to the action below. As you do, you feel a pair of teeth graze your finger, biting down just a little.

Gasping, you flick your eyes back at Geta. “You wild animal,”

Geta is about to reply to your counteraction, an equally naughty one, to your comment, until he is interrupted.

“The gods must speak!” Caracalla, who is now on his feet, hollers, pointing at the action below. His signalling for Geta to give his opinion on whether or not the gladiator shall kill his fellow opponent or not works as Geta hands his goblet for a servant to take, gives you a sympathetic look and gently guides you off his lap. His hand still clutches your waist possessively.

You already know what answer he is going to choose. You've got him too worked up not to.

He raises his arm out with his thumb in a neutral position. He's thinking. He closes his eyes, all drama and theatrics, while he searches for the god’s answer on this duel and whether two men will walk free or only one.

After a moment of suspense, you grasp the hand of his that is on your waist, while the other traces the pattern of his toga you have memorised. This seems to snap him out of his mind, his eyes popping open with the most wickedest look ever. He slowly sneers, as his wrist rotates downward, his thumb pointing down to the ground.

Everyone roars and chants hysterically in anticipation, eagerly awaiting the demise ahead. The loser on the ground keeps his head low, already accepting his death. The winning Gladiator holds his sword in the air.

The three of you majesties lean over the bannister in awe, wanting to capture the very last moments of this gladiator’s life and his morbidly fascinating gruesome end.

The sword gleams in the harsh sunlight, as it suspends down, cutting the loser’s neck, slicing his head clean off. You scream, but not in terror. You’re giddy, and jump up and down, clapping your hands, just as Caracalla is with you. Geta stays put in the middle of you two. His grin is venomous and mixed dangerously with lust. He gazes out to the audience, his people, Rome’s children. They're just as worked up as he is inside, as you and Cara are outwardly. In these moments, he’s filled with warmth that he has put on a great spectacle for all to see, to root for, to celebrate.

Now, it’s his turn to celebrate you, his wife, the empress…his bloodthirsty demon.

(YOU DO NOT HAVE PERMISSION TO TRANSLATE, TO STEAL OR TO REPOST ANY OF MY WORKS TO THIS OR OTHER PLATFORMS.)

A/N: There may be part 2…we’ll see 👀

Reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

[yayasvalveplay]

Bee getting sparked with seeker bitties by the trine

Idw continuity

"Come on. We can talk about this." Bee staited grabbing at the wall. Trying to find the door he had been backed into. But turning his helm only slightly, he got to see that the door was acually on his left and not right. But that is really all it took for his arms to be grabbed, pinned to the side before his mouth was being ravaged by Thundercracker.

Bee moaned into the kiss, allowing the blue seeker to devour him. Compleatly forgetting about the other two in the supply closet with them.

"Cracker, move, it's my turn." The voice of Skywarp said desperately. Pushing the mech in question out of the way to instead plug his tongue down Bumblebee's throat. Pulling the small yellow bot closer, rubbing their modesty panels together.

So lost in the heat that was building, Bumblebee didn't even struggle when picked up, wrapping his legs around the purple seekers waist so he wouldn't accidently fall.

The sound of modest panels opening had Bee pulling away, trying to regain himself and his senses, because there was a reason he was trying to get away. And that reason was.

"Come now, little bug. Open up for us. Promise we'll make you feel good." Starscreams voice said from besides him, kissing and suckling his neck on one side, while Thundercracker did the same to the other.

Rut. These three were in a rut cycle, and had chosen him as their carrier. He could of been fine if it was just one of them. But all three!? Now that's stretching it a bit on what he thinks his body is capable of.

Thundercrackers servos went wandering, all the way down to his still closed valve and spike. He rubbed at the closed valve pannel, trying to trick it into opening. But Bumblebee stayed strong. He was not going to give in.

Well until Starscream bit down on his neck, Skywarp bucked into him, and Thundercracker teased at wires in his inner thighs. His panels slid opened, and before he could protest, Thundercracker was already at his valve, three fingers roughly going in and out, and his tongue. Oh frag his tongue was doing wonders on him.

Bumblebee tried fighting it, tried getting off of Skywarp, but his arms were firmly wrapped around his back and under his aft, squeezing it.

Lubricant dripped down from his stuffed valve, Thundercracker would follow it with his tongue, before he was right back at its sorce. Frag he would not last long like this.

"O-ok fine. You three win! Just, put your spikes in me already!" A pause, no noise happened for a while. It made Bumblebee think he had said something wrong. But no, he was being lifted from the wall, and into another pair of strong arms.

Starscream nibbled at the cables in his neck, allowing Thrundercracker to continue fingerings and eating him out as he layed between the red and purple seeker.

Only when he overloaded for the first time, did Thundercracker pull away, allowing the other two, to take his place but with their spikes. Double penitrating him.

Bumblebee through his helm back in pleasure, a static scream filled the air as the two seekers rubbed at all his nods, bumping against his ceiling nod and his gestation chamber.

"Come, open up for us Baby yellow. Let us spark you up." Skywarp growled. Pulling at leg cables, to make Bumblebee see stars. "You'd be so cute filled with our bitties. All full and round,, unable to walk. We'd have to carry you everywhere. Or just keep you on one of our spikes, so you have a constant flow of transfluid to build the sparklings." Starscream said, moving faster along side Skywarp, both very ready to spill inside.

And for once, Bumblebee didn't struggle, letting his gestation chamber open, and be filled to the brim with the seakers transfluid.

Only, they were not done, oh no far from the truth. As when Skywarp pulled out, Thundercrackers spike found its home alongside Starscreams spike. Bumblebee didn't even get time to rest before they were at it again. Thrusting inside, while Skywarp took his place underneath the three of them, licking at Bee's stretched out valve.

He truely wasn't going to last long.

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"I'm blaming all three of you." Bumblebee growled, wrapped up in blankets. His mate's near him, rubbing at his still very small, not even there bump. But he was sparked, the bastard have been having a field day the moment they realized their bee was carrying.

"Now, now Bee, that's no way to talk to your sire's" Starscream tutted at him like he was a child.

"I will bite your spike off if you come near me Starscream."

"I'd like to see you try."

Famous last words.

[milkwaydreams]

Today is Friday, you know what it means?!

THAMEPO DAY!!!

It's been a while I've been this hyped for a series, omg. And was OBSESSED with J&J the same but this feels different, WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

Going to the episode, I QUACKED SO LOUD RIGHT ON THE BEGINNING BECAUSE OF PO'S FACE WHEN HIS DELULU FANTASY WAS DESTROYED BY JUN🤣🤣🤣🤣

He literally goes 🥰->😐 in 2 seconds 🤣🤭

And changing the OP song here was chef's kiss. Whoever had this idea, I love you forever❤️

THAME BEING JEALOUS, HELP, WILLIAM JUST JAVSKWDBWKDHBSSK

Brain is not braining, it's not legal looking this good🙃 And I may have issues cause I was seeing him MAD MAD and I giggled 🤭 BUT CAN YOU BLAME ME?! LOOK AT HIM🤡

Also, I love Jun, but I also don't and want to punch him, but Nut is so cute so I melt. In conclusion, I probably love Nut and want to punch Jun and that's what's causing my confusion 🤣

Then we get to the Pepper and Thame talk scene. I'M SO GLAD THEY HAVE VOICE OF WISDOM AT THAT MOMENT BECAUSE, MY LOVE, THAME, YOU'RE A DOOR!!! My baby going "I don't know, I don't think so" when Pep asked if he likes Po, me and Pep had the same face 😐😐 But actually this makes everything more cute, cause he is doing it innocently, falling in love without even trying and not even realizing it which makes it all so pure 😭 I can't do this anymore 😭 The way he gets genuinely worried if he was doing bad to Po and hurting him when he just wanted to make Po feel good, I can't, it's too sweet, I wanna punch him (I'm weird okay? I want to punch what I find cute, I'm sorry 😭). I love how Pep drives that conversation cause he already noticed/knows Thame likes Po, but Thame needs to find out himself so he just guides Thame, and don't sugarcoat when Thame asks if he is hurting Po cause it's true, if Thame didn't liked Po, what he is doing would be extremely cruel so I love that Pep makes it clear, but also points out that Thame never liked anyone that's why he doesn't know how he feels and encourages him to find out, oh, the friendship 😭 I love Pep😭

And the fact that Thame never liked anyone, I think it may answer some questions I've seen around here, if Thame knows his sexuality. I think he never gave it a thought. He was a trainee since too young and debut young, got extremely busy and with all that "Mars didn't sell. You're the leader, do something" makes it even worse for him so, he simply let this relationship and sexuality thought for later. He wasn't going to be able to date anytime soon anyway (Oh how I hate this side of the idol industry...) and, he will only IN FACT get into this "Can't date" thing only now cause he has someone to fight for, that's probably the part that's gonna hurt me the most so, me scared 😭

And then, the last scene:

Ending the episode like this... ITS CRUELTY!!! LOOK​ AT​ HIS SMILE😭😭😭 This lil smile that William has get me so so weak, I'm not okay with this, it's too easy😃🤡 But the same way that this scene warm my heart (Cause Thame finally realized he actually likes Po), that preview... It breaks my heart cause WHAT DO YOU MEAN PEP WILL "GO AWAY"???!!​ AND​ JUN WILL MESS UP AGAIN KANDKWBSJAGSUABA It's just one slap, baby, I promise it won't hurt. I'm tiny and skinny 😃😃

But once again, my Friday yapping session is complete. I love this series so much, I love everything about it. Maybe it hits harder cause I also like kpop and know how fucked up the behind of the groups can be, and this series shows a lot of this somehow. Maybe because I love Lego and got the chance to get more into Lykn because of the series. Maybe because I fell in love with William and Hong... All this added up just making me love every lil thing about this series, ah😭

[restlessmaknae]

pimple patches // anton

Doing skincare has never seemed so fun before doing it with your boyfriend, Anton.

➳ Characters: boyfriend!Anton x female reader/you

➳ Genre: domestic au, established relationship au, slice of life, fluff

➳ Words: 0.7k

➳ Warning: mentions of pimples, periods

➳ A/N: Very much inspired by these pics of Anton having star-shaped pimple patches on his cheeks. *-*

Stars in his eyes, stars on his cheeks, Chanyoung looks you in the eye, his gaze nothing short of mesmerizing, but it doesn’t take long for him to get shy, and a giggle to escape his lips.

“Why?” You ask him, your lips curling upwards at his reaction, but he covers his mouth with his hands instead of an answer. “What is it?” You prompt him, nudging his shoulder playfully.

He looks back at you, his mouth still half-covered by his hands, but then, he reaches out, and for a moment, you think that he will cup your cheeks. Your heart immediately picks up its pace, not because you are nervous, moreso because he always makes you feel as giddy as you were when you just started dating. You are as shy as him, so it feels like you are constantly in a competition over whose face gets more flushed when you give compliments to one another or make a cute remark.

However, at the last moment, he picks up something from your pyjama shirt and shows the culprit to you: a star-shaped pimple patch sitting on the tip of his finger.

“This fell off just when I turned towards you, and I… I thought it was… cute,” Chanyoung replies, his answer cut by his constant giggles, and his soft voice makes you want to melt into a puddle. He’s someone who sometimes takes his time answering, but you never mind because his voice carries the exact same warmth that his personality carries with him.

Chanyoung would never want to hurt anyone willingly, and you love him for it. Hell, he can’t even get rid of a spider in your flat, so you can’t tell him to do it instead of you. You love his big heart, and how he sees the good in people, including you. Even if you’re vulnerable with him, he never looks at you any differently, just watches you gently, softly, listening to what you have to say, and comforting you while drawing circles on your back, something that always helps to soothe your nerves.

Other times, he holds your hands as if he wanted to anchor you, and embraces you, holding you close to his chest, his protective arms keeping anything bad away from you. When you’re on your period, he warms up the hot water bottle for you and holds it on your abdomen while hugging you from behind, so you can sleep peacefully.

Yet, his love is evident in all those subtle gazes you exchange when you’re just out and about, or how he initiates snuggling up to you while watching a movie. It’s in the way he always puts enough water in the kettle for two before you get home because he knows you like to get a cup of tea after getting home. It’s in the way his eyes are on you from the moment you open your eyes and catch him staring at you to having him watch over you until you fall asleep.

Or even just in the way he shares his sheet masks with you, and you put on pimple patches together because he likes taking care of his skin, and so do you.

“Will you put it on for me then?” You inquire with a smile and take a step closer to him, taking in the three pimple patches already adorning his cheeks.

He bobs his head with a coy smile, then leans closer to gently press the little blue star onto your skin before smoothing it down. You watch him do it with full concentration, not realising that he’s super close to your face until he locks eyes with you. Then, his cheeks turn adorably pink once again, not to mention when you press a chaste kiss onto his lips.

“Thank you,” you whisper afterwards, and turn back to the mirror to brush your hair, only to see your cheeks tinted in a similar colour.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this story of mine! Let me know what you think! 😊

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Header taken from this RISE & REALIZE episode.

Hope you have a lovely day/night! Take care! ❤️

[amethystfairy1]

(I keep sending asks so I dont remember if I've told you this alr or not if so feel free to just delete one of them lol)

Anyway just got back from a really long trip overseas and during that trip I downloaded a buncha chapters of your works to read in various Ubers, and because of the fact that my family has 5 people and most ubers only carry 4, my (ten-year-old) sister ended up on my lap in most cases. So she ended up reading a LOT of TTSBC and a biiit of TT. She wanted me to let you know her commentary on the things she read so here's that (chapters in the order she read them):

TTSBC:

Little birdie - "I think that that one was the most boring out of the ones I read, which is impressive cause it was really interesting. So I was like; 'its good... OMG WHAT IS HAPPENING' in a good way for the rest of the book.

Snickerdoodle - "I likey. Its one of those things that when you read it you feel like you wanna start doing push-ups but you cant read and do push-ups at the same time. It was also really cute." (take that as you will, no clue what it means lol)

Freezer-burned Fever - "That's a chapter?! It was so short... wouldn't putting ice on your back hurt your spine? Also arent their feathers really sensitive, why would he be okay with them being wet."

Hopeful Hero - "Makes me think of that one Christmas song, 'grandma got run over by a reindeer'. I loved the part where he couldn't do anything and Grian flew away and came back as an avian (still, he was already an avian but like now he was cool) and then everyone was like 'Avians arent that bad... or are they?' I liked that he let Grian push him because it showed that they were getting more comfortable with each other, it was cute, like Snickerdoodle. [holds up french fry Christmas squishmellow] also look, its like the chips they ate!"

TT

- I see the danger, it's written there in your eyes: "Scar is very cool. Mumbo... he's there. Grian is Tom Stoltman cause he's flying all night. The storekeeper... let me think of a way to say this nicely... GET OUT!!!!! [all caps, five exclamation marks]. It made my heart sad and my tummy hurt, and then the happy part hurt more because Grian was sad."

"Also... she's in college? [yes] What's she in college for? [I don't know] How'd she find time for writing a book? Isn't college for ten years? Did she write in her free time? I thought there's no free time in college? Did she do it in class? She clearly put thought into it." Message from her:

Hello! What are you doing college for? Where did you go to school for to get writing this good? I like your books. Please write 50,000 more words about Grian and Scar. Actually, add three more zeros to that. Okay. Thank you!

Awhhh???

That's so cute????

I DO get your asks I'm just so behind in my askbox I'm sorry! 😭 I love all your asks, I swear I LOVE the super long asks, I just always take long to answer them because I wanna answer them properly and take my time and I always end up taking too longggggg...

I'm so glad both you and your little sister are enjoying my stories! Thank you so much! I loved all your little comment!

Ah, to answer those questions, I'm not going to school for writing! 😆 I just write for fun and I guess I've done it so much that I managed to get pretty good at it! I'm actually a masters student, so I already have my undergraduate degree! And I'm getting my degrees in history! I'm so glad you like my stories, thank you so much!!! I dunno about 50k more Desert Duo, but I mean, stranger things have happened!

As for when I write, I do it in my free time! Which I don't have a ton of, but I'm pretty quick at typing and writing is my favorite way to relax so I manage to get a lot of it done even when I don't have a ton of time for it! Thanks so much for your nice words!!!

[sprunkisunshinesuburbia]

Resident List pt II

“OWAKXC” Ozwalt Linden-Daze

Age: 29

Gender: Male, He/him

Height: 5’9 ft

Color: Lime Green

How he got here was… Well less favorable than the rest- A long fall from a cliff that he … Thank sun and Miss Vineria he made it. This fall left him wheel-chair bound and a bit spastic— Sort of yells when he doesn’t mean to.(It’s mostly brain and spinal damage I think… I’m no doctor but thats what I’ve heard from Dr. Princey…)

Um- Accident aside he usually hangs around Vineria and seems pretty smart, He helps her with paperwork (Mostly taxes- Honestly really appreciate how neatly he sorts them and writes things down.) I think he’s also pretty funny- Does self-deprecate a worrying bit, He’s really sensitive about how the accident affected him so please don’t point things out- (Basic sprunki respect and all!) He also tells me how the city was like which… Uh makes me not want to visit it! It sounds hectic and noisy- But he also says

“I may just be being a fucking weenie about it— I don’t know…”

I don’t think he is- He's really hard on himself sometimes...

Vineria Edith Bosch

Age: 27

Gender: Female She/They

Height: 6’3 ft

Color: Grass Green

She’s a very chill person and I like listening to her talk about her plants (She names all of them- She’s why I named my succulent!— It’s name is Planty… Because its a… plant.) She’s very knowledgeable about them too- And honestly from when she first arrived here I wasn’t expecting it (She seemed so scary back then— But maybe it was the biker jacket- Maybe it was because she didn’t have her wigs yet…Kind of intimidating-) It was kind of like she did a full flip mostly fashion-wise but she seems much happier now with her greenhouse!

She’s usually around Oz , Clukr and Garnold- (She arrived alongside the latter two) She also occasionally volunteers at the town clinic to help out whenever someone does get injured. I do warn that she is— Sometimes very high on sprunknip- Which does smell pretty strongly and she does act a bit… Looser on it. (She once offered to beat up people who were mean to me- I politely declined. I don’t think that would do any good but its nice to know someone cares! in… uh their own way!) She also volunteers to help at the clinic when she isn't tending to the greenhouse or hanging out with her friends.

“brud” Bradley Bucketsworth

Age: 21

Gender: Male He/They

Height: 4’11

Color: Brown

A really sweet fella! Genuinely just happy to be here!! (He drew a cute little portrait of me I keep at my desk- Makes me smile!) He's really into fantasy novels and he's shown me his collection of them in his room at the clinic. (He says he wanted to take all of them from his old home but he couldn't fit them all in his bags-) I've also read some drafts he'd written himself, It was mostly fanfiction, But most of it seems to steer away from romance to more about characters he thinks didn't get enough time in the spotlight.. He does have to have someone around to make sure he doesn't accidently hurt himself ( I've been told he can't feel pain and he doesn't really have the reflex to pull back or flinch because of that..) Usually the people supervising him are clinic staff- Most of the time its Simon, Sometimes Vineria and like on the rarest occasions its Dr. Princey herself when the other two are busy. He also chooses not to speak,- Usually just communicates through writing and sign language but he isn't incapable of it (To him its a last resort.)

Simon Citrine-Poncirus

Age: 26

Gender: Any He/She/They

Height: 4'10

Color: Yellow

Moved in around the same time as his brother Oren- He's colored like a ray of sunshine and sure acts like it! He's super cheerful and practically bouncing off the walls when I see him! ( How does he do it? I need at least a nap and a cup of coffee to even think of going out- Let alone pull the insane acrobatics he does sometimes.) He works at the clinic as a dentist. (Though that only really comes in when we get our teeth checked or something happens to someone's teeth-) But he also helps out there as well (I think he's probably the only other person in town who's gone to medical school.) I also didn't really have to approach him he sort of bounded up to me and went

 "Hey hi Thermie!! Pinki's making chili tonight! Dooo You want some?"

And well!! I did say yes and it was very nice- Him, Pinki and Oren do love inviting people over for dinner. ( I did eat an embarassing amount of chili that night.) There's usually two options (With meat and no meat) at these dinners as far as I know since Simon's a vegetarian. (Its pretty common where he was from- Usually the meat products were saved for the island's guardian beast. Its not a topic I'm very familar with...) And also he does maybe feel a little bad about eating critters ( He thinks they're all too cute for him to eat.)

<< Part I Pinned Post Part III (WIP) >>

[lolita-ily]

You wanted a civilised dressed girl?

TW!!: traumadump, mommy/daddy issues, implied grooming, child on child SA, hypersexuality, abandonment, bullying, self shame and disgust and pretty heavy subject. I think that’s all so buckle your belt and join my wild world

⚠️‼️: None of that is romanticised, cute or whatever. This is serious trauma, so proceed with caution and respect. If you are here to criticize any of thoses situations, please do kindly leave. Thoses situations are very much real across the world, if you relate to any of that, my DMs are always open if you need to talk🫶🏼💕

“Civilised? Hah! Let me laugh, they’re all animals”

(Dont mind me, it’ll be mostly traumadump, abit of a vent oc for this au I guess? Also a response to ppl saying that OG kikita is sexualised while she isn’t at all, she’s just free. The “civilised” Kikita is the most hurt one, but they share same heart and soul. Dont blame her, shes just another child victim of society.)

So, in this AU, Kikita is “civilised”. She lived with her grandmother and 2 little brothers since her mom abandoned her. She was sent to a boarding school accross the world and she took the unlucky plane that crashed in.

PRE-ISLAND:

Her story is messy, tied with discoveries of her dad not being her biological dad, abandonment, mommy/daddy issues. She had to mature quickly to take care of her two little brothers but it only attracted miseries. She got groomed and lived child on child SA that lead her to hypersexuality and bad life choices. Nobody knows about that since she isn’t willing to tell anyone and is TERRIFIED of her grandmother finding out. She tried her best to be a regular teen and somehow success. She was good at school and had a wonderful social life beside the fact she was often sexualised because of her appearance even if she was young. For her education, her kind grandma sent her to a boarding school in another country. Sadly, she hoped on the wrong plane.

ON-ISLAND:

In a pretty dress and Mary Jane shoes, alone with a bunch of british boys and some girls(if ocs included), at first she’s relieved to be freed from the terrifying adults and allow herself to live her life but reality settles in harshly and she realizes that it will not be so simple. She immediately take the littluns under her wing, as she did for her brothers, maternal instinct kicking in. She sticks by Ralph, finding comfort in the democracy he showcase, her duty is fruit picking and looking after the littluns. Beside that, she REFUSES to bend down to gender norms, that’s how she earned a slap from Roger when she defied Jack. Noticing girls are left behind and forced to stupid roles, she does her hardest to not do the same. She quickly creates herself a social life, adapting to any persons around. She’s quickly labelled as “Allumeuse” and proundly showcase the title no she don’t, it hurts, is only my body pretty? Please love me. Beside the littluns, Piggy and Simon, she flirts with anyone and even got affections that way its the only way, the only one. Stuck in the same old cycle, she thinks people only love her for her body and grow extremely insecure inside but nobody sees it so she dedicates herself to fruitpicking and the littluns, hoping that the self-shame and disgust will go away. Simon was the only one she spoke to, so his death was devastating and she refused to speak for a few days. Eventually, SOMEONE* manipulates her into joining Jack Merridew, seeing that more than half of the littluns are here, she joins them. Her new job is war paint and still looking after littluns(even when Roger asked for a new paint with Piggy’s blood). When Ralph is chased, she stayed behind with the littluns and was rescued like everyone else.

POST-ISLAND:

She went back to her grandma and little brothers. Beside the Island trauma, Her life went back as usual with no much changes and she was eventually sent again to that boarding school. She will never forget what happened. Nothing else is known for now.

Some facts!!:

-She loves coca cola -She loves fashion -I’m thinking of giving her an Island crush where she would be desperate and would do almost anything to get his attention(that would be why she flirts around and also the person who convinced her to join the Merridingles. I also want to do an unrequired love thing and that the guy she likes is a actually a lil bitch)* -Anger issues goes brrrr -She imposed herself and managed to get some rules done. -She despises her mother and herself(physically, they are the same) -She can lie and manipulate unintentionally(bc mom) and then feel terrible about it. -Beside the “bad” parts, she’s just like og Kikita a sweet child at heart and very kind and like anyone else she just need a hug -Naive at love -Philophobiac(fear of love) -Afraid of Night and will never admit it -Was bullied(its the 50s and she’s coloured) at 6.

-When she was on her period, she left the camp for a few days and hid in the forest and came back only when she was “clean” again -Terrified of boys and adults(but hide it) -Playgirl -Airhead, energitic, chaotic -𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 -somehow had her lipgloss on her, its her signature object

A LINE THAT WOULD DESCRIBE HER?

“I put cocaine in my lipgloss, so when he kisses me he thinks im God” -someone

dont come after me pls

please dont be mean to any of that, its very much real and I beg for some acceptance and respect, pls dont hurt me? Haha

byebyeeeeee

[tragic-ships-tournament]

Tragic Ships Tournament Round 1

Propaganda under the cut!

Holloweane:

"ahem. she’s an immortal witch obsessed with the 80s. he’s a social worker, the kindest man alive. can i make it any more obvious? every time they see each other they go “hiya duke!” “heya, darlin!” and if that isn’t adorable then i don’t know WHAT is. duke has a cat named holly, and he says things to her that he wishes he could say to miss holloway. every time she’s brought up, duke has the biggest heart eyes. when he’s watching miss holloway do magic, he has the biggest heart eyes. he’ll follow her into voids he doesn’t even understand, just so she won’t have to go alone. she’s so devoted to him that she can’t keep herself away. after dying and starting anew with a fresh persona, she immediately popped back up in his life because she just can’t help herself. every time duke asks her about her past, she explains it all, even though she knows he won’t remember. she explains it anyway, because maybe, MAYBE this time she’ll get a miracle. she explains it anyway because she loves him. they’re so CUTE and IN LOVE and TRAGIC"

Lexthan:

(note: this is from the "why are they tragic" section of the form but the form submitter said it themself that they think it works as propaganda)

"they're both from bad families, lex's mum is a junkie and a brute, ethan's dad is a mechanic, lex wants to be an actress and run away to california but the powers she has tie her agains her will to their hometown, ethan is a deeply good guy but he's unable to protect lex and her sister from the evil their powers bring onto them, in one universe ethan tries to propose on the same day lex and her sister have to run away and skip town, she leaves him a letter and ITS SO PAINFUL (yellowjacket), in another universe ethan gets stomped to death and lex dies along with the rest of the town in a nuclear blast without knowing he's dead, thinking they can still run away together, they hurt me so baddddddd"

[zellons]

Couldn't have said it better myself. I also feel like people just want to enforce their Own personal headcannons about saiki, and when they see teruhashi getting in the way of that, they'll hate her REGARDLESS of what she says/acts/thinks. Ive seen it so many times in other anime's too. Teruhashi is her own character and self, and not just 'the girl saiki avoids'. Like girl, saiki avoids his own DAD💀 its just how he is?

I seriously don't see how you could even hate teruhashi that badly. Like, you're allowrd to dislike her ig, but the hate she gets is SO ridiculous. Be so fr if you were RAISED since BIRTH to be this perfect girl that gets gasps and compliments left and right, the prettiest and most popular, a HANDFUL of u lot would act the same as her, if not worse💀💀

Cuz teruhashi is genuinely such a sweetheart. She never audibly brings down other girls, so you cant even call her a pick me. She's sweet and kind, literally canonically practices the perfect things to say to people, which you literally cant hate. Also notice how i said 'audibly' ?? Yes, she may have some arrogant and foul thoughts sometimes, but again be so fr, that's completely normal. She never ONCE says it outloud, or acts on it, or backbites etc. She keeps it to herself...which guess what, is the most perfect thing to do!! I think people get confused because they're so used to saiki reading minds and hearing their inner monologues.

Oh and this is also to all the people who claim that she is selfish, arrogant and mean. Teruhashi has many pure and kind moments that disprove all the insults made against this girl.

• the whole reason why she went to talk to saiki that very first interaction in the first place back in season 1 was for the pure intention to 'brighten his day'

• she gives people perfect advice regardless of her personal thoughts

• she has a beautiful and healthy friendship with other very normal girls, like yumehara

• she rejected saiko because he was hurting her friends, despite him being super rich and fitting for her

• she looked after saiki on the boat when he felt seasick

• she took off saikis limiters when he was sleeping simply because she thought it might hurt him (so cute)

• she treated aiura and rifuta normally and kindly with respect despite not liking them in her thoughts

• she was hesitant to point out the huge weight gain yumehara had because she was worried she might hurt her feelings

• she liked saiki despite his stoic and quiet persona and admitted she would still enjoy his company regardless (which made him smile too!!)

And many more I'm sure!!

She's literally so sweet, and all the teruhashi haters can go try reach further up their ass to find any other strange accusations and insults towards her.🙄✋

I like your saiteru posts but I can't shake the idea that Teruhashi only loves the idea of Saiki and not actually Saiki, especially since she hated when he gave her a glimpse of himself when he was competitive during their date.

ive seen this take floating around a few times, this whole "teruhashis mental image of saiki is wrong" "teruhashi wouldnt love him if she got to know him" "teruhashi hated any time she saw his REAL personality" and i just dont get it because like...

this scene?? the scene where hes being inconsiderate, rude, not taking her feelings into account, making her play games she doesnt even want to play, acting like a gooner, etc? THIS is the scene you thought was him showing her a glimpse of what hes really like??? where did you get that from?/genq

hes competitive, yeah, but this… isnt being competitive, its just being an asshole. thats not what hes like when hes trying to win. him wanting to win games and show off with his powers is not equivalent to being an inconsiderate tryhard who wants to make everyone do what he wants with no thought to what they want…

but youre ALSOOOOO forgetting that she actually did end up being like… “hehe i still wuv him 😚” after this…

so.. on THAT note, i need everyone to pay really really close attention to what im about to say…

she loves him when hes rude, inconsiderate, pushy, competitive…

she loves him when hes open, popular, kind, powerful, reading her mind…

she loves him when hes gloomy, monotone, boring, quiet…

she loves him when hes a GIRL.

so why is the conclusion here “she wouldnt love him for the real him”? the logical conclusion here seems to be “she would love him no matter what”

WHAT ABOUT THAT DOESNT SCREAM “LOVE”?

and regarding her "only loving his persona the same way people only love teruhashis", i think everything above disproves that anyway but i have to go more into it because not only have you misunderstood me but this also implies you think none of saiki and teruhashis friends truly love them at all 😭

saikis quiet, boring self isnt completely not him. its still him, just a different side of him than you might be used to as a viewer. you guys have to understand that although, yes, he is masking and putting up a front, that doesnt mean EVERY part of him that people see is fake 😭 its the same with teruhashi, she doesnt have a single tangible "true" self entirely on the inside and a single tangible "fake" self entirely on the outside, its NOT completely black and white! PEOPLE arent completely black and white!

youre forgetting that me saying those guys (the kokomins and all those gross ew men) dont love her because they dont know and see her was accompanied by a picture of them literally asking her to continue validating them immediately after she woke up from passing out 😭 they quite literally dont love or care about her, not even about her image, they just like the idea of her image and want her to make them feel good. the whole "nobody sees and knows and loves her" doesnt apply in the same way to yumehara and their other friends, they may not truly see her with the same depth that saiki does but that doesnt mean their care for her is fake, because they DONT care more about her image than just her and being in her company even if they do still see the parts of her that ARE fake.

you cant just take the idea that they fake a lot of themselves around others and morph that into "every single thing people see of them is fake and every single thing they dont see is an accurate representation of their true selves", it just doesnt work like that 😭 regardless of saikis power and silliness and sweetness and competitiveness, hes still a quiet guy with a gloomy face. and regardless of teruhashis cuntiness (lol) and competitiveness and obsessiveness and silliness, shes still a sweet girl who enjoys making people happy. they can be BOTH and thats okay!

this misunderstanding is like youre hearing someones thoughts and thinking "oh what a blunt person" like well... no because not everything in your head defines your personality or is something youd ever want or need to say aloud. everyone thinks crazy things, had wrong initial impressions, etc, do you see my point?? am i getting this across properly??? saiki still enjoys sitting in his house and doing nothing but eating coffee jelly and playing video games and teruhashi still enjoys when she makes people happy, those things arent fake just because they contribute to their fake personas... saiki also would not have been singing and doing standup or whatever the hell people are convinced he wouldve been doing at the mixer with someone hes "more comfortable" with, he doesnt do that shit around anyone 😭 not around his family and not around the psychickers, so im not sure where people got the idea that her thinking he would sit there and do nothing was her not understanding him or that the way he was making the guys act was how he truly wants to act 😭 he can sing and crack jokes but he never has around anyone so we dont know if thats what he wants to do, i dont even remember him making jokes aloud to the psychickers other than being a little sassy ☠️ the most i remember is him making short silly jokes to tease his dad or toritsuka... you guys just assume that hes the type of guy to stand up and sing and yell and make everyone roll over laughing because idk... maybe you cant stand the idea that your fav might not be a sexy loud confident alpha male and might actually be a little guy who loves video games and watching people and being a little brat on occasion ☠️

i feel like this take is just you guys taking both their insecurities SUPER seriously, because what else could be making you think that ANYONE who doesnt know about his powers doesnt truly love or care for saiki??

anyway... it clearly just doesnt matter to her how he acts because she just loves him and enjoys his company no matter what. thats love.

[histrynerdss]

making fake scenarios we're we've known each other since childhood and and

[puppppppppy]

Bridge to turnabout doodles

[skitskatdacat63]

Nando being silly in S2E2 of his doc 🥺

[moodlesmain]

I feel like Metal Sonic fans fall into two camps

Camp A - fans who believe Metal Sonic should have a chance to grow and become his own person completely separate from Sonic, and forge an identity all his own!!

Camp B - fans who believe Metal Sonic when he says he IS Sonic and think he should get the chance to prove himself RIGHT and prove everyone who doubted him or called him a copy DEAD WRONG (i’m Camp B)

Either way we can all agree Metal Sonic is trans as hell 🏳️‍⚧️🤝🏳️‍⚧️

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Weird question, but you're the only Erik expert I know, and I can't be asked to go through my comics, so what kind of shoes does he wear when he's in civilian clothes?

Because I feel like he's too posh for trainers and not posh enough for captoes.

(I'm drawing a chibi of him and regrets are being had about not having put him in his suit T.T)

Erik Expert is a high honor im no where near close to having as of right now BUT i can still answer this question 😌 i think 😌

if you talkin Civilian Clothes as in Everyday Going Out clothes he's pretty 'formal' and neat about his style i'm pretty sure: think polos, dress shirts, turtlenecks, and the like, so it probably would be fitting he wears dress shoes (if not at least sleek leather ankle boots) more times than not actually

[themintman]

My opinions on some ships and characters 😼😼😼

Ill explain some stuff in the tags if yall are curious hehe ALSO IN THE REBLOGS. TUMBLR SILENCED ME 😔💔

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[jrueships]

r u the grew up poor never being able to buy the little things in life u always wanted as a kid so now u buy whatever little thing u want as an adult and struggle with saving for the big mandatory thing,

or the grew up poor never being able to buy the little things in life u always wanted as a kid so now u just never buy anything small bcs u had to learn to live without it and constantly try to save for the next big thing in 500 yrs