#anyway i'm in love with how this one plays with modern language

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for getting my best friend killed?

I swear to God, it was an accident.

My (27) BF (34) has a reputation for getting himself out of any jam you can imagine; and at first it was just a fun little thing the friend group noticed: there goes Oily J wiggling his way out of trouble again. but as the meme evolved in the group, it got to the point where we'd loykey started getting him into situations just to see how he'd get out of 'em, and he akept getting out of em. He was having fun with it too same as us. "Oh you guys," he'd say, "getting me into situations again," before laughing it off and getting out of it, so it was enrichment for our shared enclosures, and as time went on, the situations got more intense.

The trouble is, it turns out that putting a man in too many situations eventually gets the police interested. And not local hobsknockers cops either; they was like, proper three-letter FEDs. They put out a bounty on any information pertaining to his capture and everything. It was good money too so I thought, hey why don't I put J in another situation he can wiggle out of like always (and he'd wiggled outta worse before, so I thought this one'd be relatively mild), and at the next boardgame night (cause it was too late to do anything special for this one) we can buy some extra strong booze and get absolutely blitzed while having a giggle about the situation.

Boardgame night, and we were playing some social deduction nonsense or another and he says: "One of you is gonna betray me tonight." and I can't help but think, looking back on it, that he knew. It's stupid, I know he was talking about the game, but the way he said it, it was like he knew. We all felt it, and we had a big round robin round the table taking turns promising that we'd never betray him. And I said it so easily cause I thought it was true. Sure, I was gonna talk to the feds about a bounty; but, I fully expected my big beautiful oily boy to wiggle his way out of the trouble I was 'bout to cause, and that's not a betrayal. I wasn't lying. I didn't think I was lying.

My big beautiful oily boy didn't manage to wiggle his way out of it. They killed him and I got my blood money. He's gone.

He's gone and I'm devastated, crying, mourning. I loved him so much. We all did. And I can't stop thinking that it's my fault: that I'm the reason he's gone. and it is. and the guilt is eating me up inside. and I just need to talk to someone about it. So, I tell the rest of the group what happened in the group chat, hoping they'd understand that I didn't want this. I didn't want the government's blood money. It was supposed the be a prank. some joint enclosure enrichment. He was supposed to wiggle out of it like he always does... did, i mean.

They call me, among worse things, the asshole and kick me from the group chat. And, I know it's my fault he's dead: I know that. If I didn't do what I did, he wouldn't be dead right now. But, I didn't mean it for it to end up this way. He was supposed to be okay, damn it. I loved him. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[sandysfangs]

PARTY 4 U

rockstar!Lestat de Lioncourt x mortal!Reader

Summary: Lestat throws this party only for you.

✱ gn reader but is compared to a girl, a bit inspired by charli xcx's song, kind of angst, lestat yearning, one mention of drugs, slightly suggestive towards the end?

English is not my first language!

a/n: Hello!!! this is the first proper fanfiction I've ever posted, so I'm kinda nervous lol. I was supposed to make a Daniel Molloy as my first one ( as I said in my previous post), but yesterday I got this weird surge of inspiration after listening to p4u by charli and immediately thought of Lestat...tbh I'm not even sure if this fic makes sense, I wrote it in the middle of the night and I also wasn't sure how exactly I wanted to portray Lestat but anyway I'm still quite happy with it so I decided to post it. Hope at least someone will enjoy it 😝

Everything was so loud and chaotic, but not more than Lestat's mind.

Bodies pressed against each other - his bandmates, staff, groupies, celebrities and even some undercover paparazzi. Lestat purposefully invited them, so that "leaked" pictures of the party could circulate on the internet and perhaps catch your attention. Loud music blasting from the speakers - completely different from Lestat's taste in music. However, each and every song played from a playlist you specifically made for him, so that he could "get more familiar with modern music".

Lestat was a flashy person - he loved being the center of attention, showing off his extravagant lifestyle and party till the sun came up. Yet tonight, he barely could move from his seat on the couch in the living room of his expensive apartment, when his blue eyes were fixed on the door in a far away corridor and his mind only on you.

A groupie was sitting next to him, or almost on him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear while stroking his thigh. A part of him really wanted to indulge in her, forget about everything for some time and just lose himself like he usually does - maybe even drain the girl completely - but the other part would make him shut off from the world around him, focusing his whole mind and soul at the one person he could not have anymore.

He called you before the party, wanting to ask if you would be there. He made his team send an invitation to you, but there hasn't been any answer. He decided then that he would just ask you himself, but the phone just kept ringing. Lestat tried to tell himself you were probably busy now, and that you would come to the party anyway. Why wouldn't you, right?

But that was his problem. Lestat couldn't fully understand why you wouldn't want to associate with him. Especially after what happened between you both.

He should've known it would end like this. Developing feelings for a mere mortal. He knew he could've turned you and he wanted to, but this was the first time he couldn't bring himself to do it. You were a simple human, breathing and alive. But that was exactly what drew Lestat to you - you were full of life, like if you held the pure essence of it in yourself. It showed in such simple things, like the way you made your coffee, the way you smiled at a completely unfunny joke while watching TV, the way you spoke about art and the way you simply went on with your day everyday. It was simple, but so pure, and it entranced Lestat completely. Because he didn't know how to live like this. He wasn't even exactly alive. For him, despite having all the luxuries he could want, despite perfectly adapting to a vampire lifestyle - life could never be so simple, so comfortable. Though when he was with you, he tried to accommodate to this type of life. To a mortal life. All because you were the first who didn't make him feel like he needs to go out of his way to prove himself to you, just to make you like him, to love him.

And you loved him - for the elegant, charismatic and devoted person that he was, for simply being "Lestat".

But he was never just that, and old habits die hard.

Lestat never told you what he truly was. He wanted to, but was too worried it would freak you out, make you turn away from him, leave him just like everyone else did. It didn't took long before his worries became reality.

While you both were still together, Lestat was trying to cut off on feeding from humans, just to control himself better and not raise any suspicion, but on God - he absolutely hated that. It felt so disgusting and belittling to him, needing to feed off rats and birds and whichever animal he would find. It made him feel lesser, weaker. At one point, he got so sick of it - he thought that if he treated himself to a proper dinner from time to time, you would never notice.

He couldn't be more wrong. Lestat thought that maybe if he planned it better, you would've never found out, but sooner or later it would happen anyway - it was inevitable, and him hiding his true nature would be impossible in the long run. It was meant to end like that. Even though, Lestat wasn't the one to give up so easily.

So when you caught him in your shared apartment, blood on his face and hands, he wasn't even trying to hide it - Lestat made it clear to you what he was and assured you, that he would never hurt you. He was unusually calm and charming, not paying attention to your scared expression and you keeping a distance from him. He talked about himself, thinking you would absolutely believe him and stop being so worried. Why would you be, if you loved each other?

But his sweet words, coming from a bloodied mouth, didn't convince you. So you ran. You ran and you left him there, just as he was worried would happen. Lestat didn't want to accept it. Not when he thought you were different, and Lestat believed you just needed more encouragement from him. He wouldn't just give up on his happily ever after.

He tried everything to get you back. Gifts, letters, songs, parties. Despite all of that, there was still no answer. Despite all of that, he was still trying. That's why, despite the radio silence, he was throwing another party, bigger and more extravagant than the last, with more people, music and drugs, hoping you would finally walk through that door he kept looking at.

Because he couldn't party without you, perform without you, live without you. But days, weeks and then months would pass and you still weren't there.

"Where did your mind go?" the groupie next to him purred into his ear, finally making him snap out of his mind. Lestat moved his head to look at her. Only now he realized just how similar you both looked.

"Somewhere far away, it doesn't matter," he answered, emotionless.

"I could make you lose your mind completely," the girl said seductively, shifting closer to bite at his earlobe gently, moving her hand up and down his thigh.

Lestat closed his eyes. He imagined it was you speaking to him, caressing him. It made him feel just a little bit better - and harder.

He glanced at the groupie again, as she looked at him with doe-eyes, biting her lip. Lestat thought for a moment. He already wasted his time just moping around on the sofa, barely interacting with anybody, and he had nothing better to do than waiting for you. However, it started to be obvious - you wouldn't show up tonight.

He stood up, crossing eyes with the girl, her blushing and squirming under his gaze. "Well, maybe you would show up next time," he thought to himself. Then, he gave the groupie his signature smirk, as he grabbed her hand and dragged her with him to his bedroom, leaving the party behind.

At that moment, he was the same old Lestat, the one he tried to hide from you. A distraction was all he needed at that moment, and of course he couldn't refuse a pretty girl. At least for a moment, he could finally just do whatever he wanted, instead of being chained to the miserable feeling he felt everyday since you left him.

But he would never truly be able to break the chain. He didn't really want to. It would be almost impossible to do.

Especially with you entering his apartment, only a few minutes after he left with the girl, your eyes desperately searching for him.

[butchhamlet]

do you have any good shakespeare retelling book recs?

what a beautiful time to ask this, says guy who has left this ask collecting cobwebs in his inbox for months! because guess who has two thumbs and just finished queen goneril by erin shields! WHAT a fucking play, holy SHIT, this is some of the best characterization of the lear sisters that i've ever read and the exploration of womanhood as filtered through class + race + shitty families + political maneuvering is so so so good. also the things shields does with the og playtext... chef's fucking KISS

anyway, recency bias aside, i've been meaning to make a post about my favorite shakespeare retellings for a while, and i think i never actually did it because i wanted to make a lear retelling ranking list and then i never read some of the ones on my TBR. so whatever. the learlist will happen someday. here are my favorites in general. (here is my goodreads shelf for the retellings i've read, good and bad, and here is the shelf for the ones i have yet to read.)

in no particular order:

a thousand acres by jane smiley: outsold. epitome of what makes an effective retelling--a book that clearly has something to say about and to the original text, but that also isn't afraid to diverge, to exclude here and zoom in there. ungraciously, this is "lear on a farm" and it starts a little slow, but holy fucking shit, i can't do justice in a paragraph to the way this book unraveled me. one of the best books of all time mayhaps. also, introduced the edmund character by describing his ass. 10/10

the last true poets of the sea by julia drake: i don't read that much YA anymore but jesus fucking christ. books tailored for me specifically. twelfth night retelling about siblings + mental illness + being bisexual + love triangles that actually make sense (emotions are confusing!) instead of being contrived + beautiful description + excellent dialogue + THE MENTAL ILLNESS. books that made me start crying in zoom class in 2020

rosencrantz and guildenstern are dead by tom stoppard: kind of a cop-out answer because we all know this one. but that does not detract from how good it is. this is one of those plays, at least for me, that makes me think, "ohhhhhh, THIS is what theater can do. this is using its medium to the absolute utmost." it is so clever and it makes me want to cry. i think about "i don't know. it's the same sky" more often than i can say

american moor by keith hamilton cobb: not exactly a retelling, but a one-man play about a Black man auditioning for the lead role in Othello, tangling as he does with his relationship with shakespeare's work and cultural dominance. suuuuuch a good fucking play even beyond the analysis of othello (which is excellent); the language is so fucking incredible. everyone who likes shakespeare should read this.

teenage dick by mike lew: modern teenage richard iii; this one's more reimagining than retelling, because it diverges pretty sharply from the plot of richard iii, but god, it's so fucking fun. and upsetting! really upsetting also.

foul is fair by hannah capin: i will be so real. i read this in high school and some of the YA books i've revisited since did not hold up for me. so idk if i can tell you this is "good" with my full chest. but the pitch is "lady macbeth gets sexually assaulted at a party and decides to fucking kill the boys who did it" and i stayed up until like 1am to finish it because it was such a vicious gleaming wild ride

the stars undying by emery robin: does this count? hard to say, because it's just as much a retelling of roman history than shakespeare's antony and cleopatra (honestly, more, since it focuses on the era where caesar and cleopatra were lovers, which is before shakespeare's play). but i'm counting it anyway because it's bisexual space opera cleopatra and it's the best book i've read so far in 2024 and it's making me crazy and i'm writing a thesis on it < genuinely

peerless by jihae park: macbeth, but college applications, featuring asian macbeths (they're twin sisters >:3) who think their classmate has taken their place in their dream school because of affirmative action/DEI. this play is absolutely VICIOUS. it's macbeth x heathers. think it mirrors macbeth in faltering a little in its final stretch, but it still fucks hard

the wednesday wars by gary d. schmidt: okay, not a retelling; this is about a preteen boy in the 60s. but it's one of the best most genuine and heartwarming books i've ever read and it manages to be hilarious while also foregoing cheap slapstick punching-low humor for a hell of a lot of warmth and passion. and the main character interacts with shakespeare a lot as a running theme so i can justify putting it on this list. #evangelizing

of course, i would be remiss not to mention that @suits-of-woe / @mjulianwrites has written the best take on Two Gentlemen of Verona to ever exist, and i mean that quite seriously. unfortunately it hasn't been published yet so we'll all just have to prayer-circle about it. i would also be remiss not to take the opportunity to. uh. coughs. do a bit of casual self-promo. if you 1. have ocd 2. have gender or 3. think about malvolio a lot. boy do i have the novella for you

will definitely add to this when i read more retellings; feel free to drop recs in the tags/replies/reblogs/my askbox!

[seredelgi]

COME BACK TO ME

fandom: Attack On Titan/ Shingeki No Kyojin

pairing: Eren Jaeger x Reader, Toxic! Eren Jaeger x Fem! Reader, Eren Jaeger x You, Modern!Eren Jaeger x Reader, Dom!Eren Jaeger x Sub!Reader

summary: Not completely satisfied with her sex life and anxious about the impending day of her wedding, reader turns back to Eren, her ex, to get what she misses from her fiancee.

rating: Mature, 18+

warnings: toxic!eren, toxic!reader, toxic relationship in general, smut, sex, vaginal sex, breeding kink, choking, cheating, as in reader cheats on her fiancee with eren, profanity, mild degradation, kind of angsty too, dirty talk, raw sex, light dom! sub! undertones, edging, nipple play, modern au

word count: 3.6k

tags: @anniemika @vlsquuu

a/n: I'm usually not that much of an Eren simp but he honestly fits the toxic ex-boyfriend trope too well, so here. This is really the scrappiest scrap ever but yeah, enjoy. Let me know if I've missed any warnings. English is not my first language so forgive any mistakes.

You love your boyfriend. You really do.

There's no denying that when he proposed you felt kind of nervous about the idea of spending a lifetime with him, but that's no reason to doubt how much you love him.

He's sweet, he's caring, and most definitely very handsome. " He's quite a catch" your friends constantly like to remind you "Such a step up from that clown you were so down bad for"

Eren Jaeger.

Your girlfriends couldn't stand the guy. And honestly, how could you blame them? He's not been the best partner to you during your time together.

He was obnoxiously self-centered and way too jealous.

You were together a year, but you put up with his shit that long simply because he had one of those annoyingly difficult-to-replace redeeming qualities.

Boy, was Eren good at sex.

Your now fiancee is good too, but that's no match for the way Eren could make you feel back in the day.

And you know it is no excuse for what you did. It doesn't matter how nervous or weirded out you have been about the impending approach of your big day, you shouldn't have called him. You shouldn't have needed to hear his voice so bad, and most definitely shouldn't have hoped for him to invite you over to his apartment, sounding way too smug already in doing so over the phone.

But you can't help it, it's just the effect he has on you. You lose all common sense when it comes to him. He's intoxicating, and that, unfortunately, is part of his damn charm.

However, it is quite difficult to regret any of those decisions right now, sweaty and spread underneath him, taking him deep enough to leave you out of breath.

He's not been able to wipe that stupid grin off his face since he opened the door and met your big eyes, languid already with the denial of how much you missed him.

It's always been like that with him. You got carried away by the nostalgia, you felt the suffocating need to see him again, and then felt ready to bolt the second you were met with his piercing green gaze again.

He hadn't let you, of course.

He took hold of your wrist as soon as you turned around to escape from him. He'll be damned if he won't get his hands on you, after months of pointless abstinence.

He's never properly digested your break-up. He'd let you go reluctantly, but still messaged you, still lingered in your life like a ghost.

It didn't help that you'd continued living in the same neighborhood as him for a while after you two had split.

If you had to be honest, that was the very reason why you hadn't been able to be completely faithful to your new man in the first few months of your relationship. You happened to run into Eren a few times too many, giving in way too easily to his rumblings about how he was sorry, that he should've treated you better.

Well, it's too late now, you had found yourself saying, only to end up getting railed by him anyway.

Who were you kidding? You were too damn weak to resist him.

It only happened twice, and you felt so bad about it that you decided to move from the area as soon as things with your boyfriend seemed to take a good turn.

Eren didn't take it very well.

He called you insistently and left you so many messages that you had to block him on pretty much any social media. But he still reached out to you, one way or another, through some of his friends. He didn't have them write anything to you directly, but they always looked at your stories and your posts and you were positive they reported everything back to him.

That's why you're sure he knew you were engaged when he answered your call that very day.

He just didn't care.

Part of you knows you should despise him for it, that the fact that he invited you over anyway doesn't speak highly of him. However, that's exactly why you called him. You knew he wouldn't give a damn about your approaching wedding. If anything, he'd turn this into yet another stroke at his pride, yet another thing to hold you by the neck with.

And that's what he's doing now while burying himself into you. He wraps his hand around your neck and slaps against your ass so hard that all you can hear is the sound of your pussy milking his length and his rasping puffs of pleasure.

Man, you've missed this.

There's nothing quite like the way he makes you feel.

You're not sure what it is about him, and it's not like you don't get fucked properly by your fiancee. There's something about sex with Eren tho, that simply drives you wild. Maybe it's in the fervency of his touch, so eager to elicit a response that it often ends up ravaging you insatiably. It's like he needs you to like it.

It almost makes you wonder how on earth could you have let all of this go.

But then he brushes the strands of your damp hair off your face and whispers to you:

" Couldn't stay away from it, huh?" his breaths are heavy, and their warmth sinks into your skin like sin itself " Missed me that much?"

You can't help rolling your eyes at that. Whether or not his nonsense ranting is the only reason for it, only you know.

You dip your nails into the flexing muscles of his back and whine so loud into the otherwise quietness of his room that you're sure the whole building has heard that. He must've had the same thought too, because he snickers cockily back at you.

You hate to be so easy to break for him, but there's no helping it, and you can't stop your pitiful whining from pouring out anyway.

" Use your words, princess" he drags out, his hold on your neck tightening " Can he make you feel this good?"

You shouldn't humor him, shouldn't let him know the shameful truth of intimacy with your man, but how can you lie to him now that he's smacking so hard against you that you barely remember your name?

No way any of the men you've had in your life could even come close. And even if reluctant, some part of you needs for him to know.

" Nu-uh, Ere-hn" his name comes out amid quiet pathetic whimpers and he basks gloriously in them, pretty much drunk on the sight of your pleasure.

" Fucking knew it" you can hear his groans reverberating through you, shaking you up from within and making you shiver all over.

You're not prepared for the suddenness of his touch when his thumb comes to rest upon your already throbbing clit, applying the right amount of pressure where you've been aching for it, and you exhale a deep long moan that makes him chuckle and dive onto your neck, to pepper it with kisses and gentle bites.

You're already so close, but if you know him well enough he won't let you off the hook that easily.

" Look at you all dumbed down on my dick" the hand of his that had kept you in a chokehold up until then comes to brush down your lips, parting them sweetly as he looks into your half-lidded eyes " What'd he say if he saw you like this?"

You want to tell him to shut up, that you're not here to boost his ego a few sizes. However, you find compelling the way spite is turning him ravenous on you. And as he skates down your skin to squeeze your breasts you catch your breath, bracing.

He knows how much you like nipple play, something you've been missing lately. Your soon-to-be husband indulges in it, but he's way too gentle for your tastes, and even if you've reassured him that he can go hard on you, that you can take it, he just can't bring himself to.

Eren tho, is a whole other matter.

He brushes them lightly, teasing you, making you shiver from expectation. Your chest swells up to chase the warmth you can feel radiating from his hand, demanding it on you. It's like you're a puppet, dancing around at any pull of his at your strings.

You're dipping your teeth into your bottom lip so hard that you fear you'll cut it, but when he finally pinches you, you free a shrill sob of satisfaction. Pain curses through you like an injection drug, it haunts at those corners of your mind that had been, until then, still reticent to the heat of his touch.

He still knows you so well you can't help but melt into it now, tho.

" Still fancy this, darling?" he twists your right nipple in between his fingertips, toying with it, having you arch your back as a jolt of pleasure runs through your nerves to come pulse in your swelling clit. The little nub is desperately throbbing for him to speed up the pace that his thumb has been reserving it.

You nod enthusiastically, buckling your hips against his, eliciting the kind of hiss from him that reminds you how even though he likes to play dominant, he's just about as much at your mercy as you are at his.

" Shit- Easy, babe" his voice is croaked with arousal, this time around he's pleasantly taken aback by how receptive you still are to what he used to do to you " 'gonna have me nut into you like that"

You bite your bottom lip harshly at that, trying to refrain from letting him know just how much you would actually love that. You can't let a guy like him know. He'd attempt to knock you up in an instant, probably seeing it as the perfect opportunity to claim you back.

And even if there's no chance he could manage, you still don't wanna give him the satisfaction.

His thumb is still grazing lazy circles around your sweet spot, giving you enough to leave you impatiently waiting on the edge, craving your release so bad that you utter a little "please Eren" against his lips. Lips that are hovering way too close to be able to keep resisting them, and they look so good that you almost feel compelled to kiss him.

But you can't.

It would make this too sentimental, too real for you to able to take it.

" Please what?"

He's wicked, but hell, do you like it.

You hear the sound of your juices mixing with his as he stretches you out, a thin line of drool silently streaming down your chin, giving him yet another reason to smirk to himself proudly.

" Please Eren, make me 'cum, please"

Begging him for it has always proved to be effective in getting what you want. He usually felt spurred enough by it to give in immediately. Plus, you've always secretly loved that, too.

This time around it doesn't seem to be enough, tho.

" See, I'm not sure you deserve that, darling" his pace has become unabating, it's starting to sore you, it's starting to make you regret coming here in the first place, especially when he just won't let you have what you want " You were very bad to me, weren't you?"

Nuh-uh.

But you nod anyway.

And that's about the extent of the amount of power he has over you.

You're able to leave him and stop thinking about him, able to start a new life and date other men, able to accept a marriage proposal, even. But the second he's got you, you're not capable of denying him anything.

You're completely at his mercy.

" 'm-hm sorry" you keen, and see a genuine sparkle of surprise arise in his eyes at that, the quivering sense of loss he must've felt the day you deserted him still hidden in there, twinkling like a treasure he just won't surrender.

If there's something you know for certain, if there's anything you'd bet your life on is that he loves you. Sure, it's in that sick, toxic way of his that just about makes you twist your guts and ache for him at the same time. But he does nonetheless, and you've never doubted that.

There's definitive proof of it in the softening of his tone the second you apologize to him.

" Then leave him baby" he's breathless as he begs you, he kisses your lips and you can't deny him, even reveling at the contact, having craved it so bad that it almost hurts. It heightens your senses and makes you hungry for more.

You've missed it a lot, maybe more than you had the rest of it.

With him, it was always so needy. A desperate clashing of teeth and avid chasing of tongues, always wrapped in moans as he selfishly pulls you in. It is so intense that you'd dreamed about it for nights after you had ultimately decided to break up with him.

" Come back to me" whispered in between harsh puffs and meetings of lips " You know you want to, 'can feel it in the way you squeeze me"

Damn, he's so close to cracking you that it's almost scary.

" Can't let me go" chants and prayers of his just add up to the increasing intensity of his pressure on your clit, bringing you so close that literal tears stream down your cheeks, and somehow you know it's not just because of the gut-wrenching need to orgasm.

You just hate that he's right, and it hurts so much, even in the midst of all the pleasure you're feeling.

" You're still mine" fervid kisses cover the skin of your neck, humid little reminders of what you feel for him, and then you feel the fluttering of your walls welcoming the long-awaited approach of your climax.

He can feel it too, because he steadies his movements, and his eyes are trained on your features as you turn to jelly underneath him, incoherent pleads ecaping silently past your lips.

" Like that, yeah" you can hear him only dazily in the background of your pleasure as you shudder against him, and then you feel his lips claiming yours back, giving you no time at all to even catch your breath. He flicks his tongue in your mouth as you cry into him, and it's just the most excruciating kind of evidence that what he's said is all true.

You are his, and you always will be.

And it makes it all the more agonizing that you cannot be.

It's not long before he tears away way from you, his thrusts suddenly sloppier, his breaths ragged and uneven, and he looks at you, still weakly trembling underneath him, looking positively worn out.

That's how he likes you. Satisfied by him, and only him.

" Fuck- Gotta pull out, baby"

You flinch instinctively at that, your legs crossing behind his back, thighs clenching desperately at his hips, and you know you wouldn't do this if you weren't so high on him.

However you're still hazed from the aftermath of your pleasure, and you so don't want him to part from you.

He looks down at you, confounded.

" Don't you play with me babygirl" he threatens, his breaths so short you can feel he's holding on for dear life, waiting for a confirmation that you do in fact want him to nut inside of you " You know I'll do it"

The idea is appealing, and you recall that's something that you two have always played with in the past.

Back when you were together he'd told you to get off the pill, that he was very much capable of pulling out in time when necessary, when really, he just loved the risk. He got off on the idea that he could knock you up at any moment, his only restraint the one of his will.

It should've felt scary, to give him full control on something like that, but he'd always behaved.

It was a game, and it really did a trick on him. It makes him shiver even right now, against the sudden softness you reserve him as your fingers run through his long brown hair. He tilts his head back and hums, chasing your touch as if starved for it.

" Wanna feel you 'cum inside of me" you whisper in his ear, and his eyes roll back, his unchecked growl making you whimper against him when his hand closes around your throat again, shoving you back on the mattress. And then he starts railing into you with renewed intensity, your head bobbing up and down with his thrusts, and it feels like absolute heaven.

" So fucking desperate for it" it seems like your request has relieved his stamina, and you resume your moaning when his other hand comes to grip your hip to keep you steady, his fingers dipping into your meat so hard you close your eyes shut " -haven't changed a bit"

You feel the awakening of a new need, and you chase after it as you can feel him do with his, his cock piercing through you and hitting your cervix with every single snap of his hips into yours.

" Eren" you let out so quietly that he almost misses it, but when he feels you convulsing around him again, your pussy shamelessly sucking him in, he can't take it anymore. He 'cums with a deep grunt and spills all his warm seed into you, staining your walls and marking you down with his teeth buried in the curve of your neck.

You're so high on it that it barely registers, the way he's sucking on your skin greedily, how whatever he's imprinting on it will have to be covered with make-up before you go back home.

When he's done you're still puffing and tamely shaking, a sweaty mess, holding onto him to try and regain a shred of your lost composure.

He's got you good this time around. You didn't expect to come twice, not being used to it anymore.

His pants are thick and hot against your skin, and when he's finally able to better control them he levers himself up to look at you.

" Fuck, I hope I got you pregnant" he smirks wickedly.

You know it shouldn't, but your heart skips a beat when he confesses that to you.

You shake your head feebly and huff contently, you'd missed the feeling of satisfaction that good sex leaves you soaking into.

" I'm on the pill"

He frowns and slips out of you, evident disappointment washing over him.

" Ow, now that's no fun"

You sigh and look at him as he lays beside you, his cock still half-hard and glistening with the remains of your juices.

" See, that's why we can't be together"

He turns to look at you at that, this time around a hint of hurt clouds his green eyes, asking for you to explain yourself.

" Having a baby is not supposed to be fun" you say then.

" Says who?" he retorts promptly, " Damn y/n, that's one depressing way to look at life"

No use arguing with him, you two are just too different. And that's why you get up, the feeling of his 'cum leaking out from you and streaming down your thighs quietly stirring up your not-yet-silent arousal.

You can't lie to yourself. It had felt good to feel him empty himself into you.

Right is the best word that comes to mind.

But it isn't right.

And the disconcerting truth of it is, that no matter how inebriating in the making, Eren Jaeger is a threat to everything you've come to hold dear.

" I gotta go" you mutter before the sight of him laying comfortably on his bed like that could arise in you the need to cuddle up to him and sleep it off.

You can't let yourself, nor him, delude into that fantasy.

" So that's it?" he lets out, one of his hands behind his back, his muscles flexing and his eyes appraising the view of you getting rid of his 'cum with a napkin you'd hurriedly gathered from your purse.

You sure as hell cannot fathom the possibility of showering at his place, it is way too dangerous of an idea, even if very appealing.

You stay silent, unable to conjure anything that could sound remotely appropriate at a moment like this.

" You gonna hit me up again when you'll realize he's not enough for you"

His words sound resolute and resigned, and they hang over the room like venom as you look at him, baffled.

He's calm and collected, even if his eyes betray a hint of dejection that he would never let anyone else ever catch onto. But they're unwavering as if he can predict your future to be intertwined with his.

How can he even stand to feel like that?

How can you?

You gather your things and go for the door, before he could turn even meaner, before he would show his true colors.

" Give Reiner my best, would 'ya?"

You stop short when you hear your fiancee's name. Your heartbeats racing, your breaths quickening at the realization that you had been right.

He'd been watching silently this whole time.

A chill runs up your spine as you close the door to his apartment shut behind you, and you swear to yourself, that no matter how tempting, you'll never give in to the need to see him ever again.

[eciiipsed]

kaz brekker / jesper fahey fic recs

yall omg i know this is like a month late but i forgot i was making it.... ANYWAYS here it is !!!! feel free to add more in the tags and i will edit

**if your fic is on here and u want it removed let me know**!!!!

slash (may contain mature content so be mindful)

that peace like a river

Jesper's weird classical-music playing neighbour with no concept of a sleep schedule goes silent, and then he runs into him in a coffee shop, and everything gets gayer from there.

it's a bad idea right? (fuck it, it's fine)

The one where Jesper and Kaz are technically broken up, but nobody knows so they have no choice but to pretend like they're still together for Inej and Nina's wedding.

everything melted in less than a week

Jesper Fahey is the Capitol’s most prized possession. Kaz Brekker has nothing to lose

this is a shameless self promo im sorry; the hunger games au, mostly takes place after they are already victors.

sometimes love feels like a noun in some new foreign language

“You’re both dead to me,” Kaz says. It’s the first time he’s said more than two words to Jesper since he left. I still remember how your lips feel against mine, Jesper wants to say and forces himself to laugh instead.

kazper exes to lovers, literally my favourite fic of all time

how the light gets in

Kaz Brekker, teenage Sun Summoner, loses the battle of wills and and manipulation against the Darkling. This is what happens afterwards.

series of two fics; kaz is the sun summoner and jesper goes to rescue him

no thing defines a man like love that makes him soft

Soft domestic kaz/jesper for the soul

love your masks and adore your failures

Whenever someone brings it up, Jesper tells them he's in on the joke. Yes, his clothes have too many colours and patterns. Yes, they clash hideously. That’s the point. He’s not going to admit he just thinks they’re pretty.

this is the time of our great undoing

“Do you think Kaz could fuck someone in a full-body bondage suit?” Jesper whispers, more to distract Inej from what’s on the screen than anything else, but still—the idea won’t leave Kaz alone.

a private sunrise

Ever since Jesper found out he’s the Sun Summoner, he’s been on the run. Well, sort of. He got side-tracked in Ketterdam, but now that Kaz is talking to Grisha of the Second Army, his five-year reprieve is over. Or is it?

pre slash / can be read as gen

noble occupations

After Jesper nearly costs the Dregs supplies, Per Haskell goes too far in punishing him. Kaz prefers his sharpshooter in working order.

gun it while i'm holding on

Jesper gets shot, and Kaz is the one to find him bleeding all over the cobblestones. A fair bit of grumbling ensues — followed by a race to find help before it's too late.

jesper injured; hurt comfort

eyes and hands (sometimes bullets)

After a confrontation gone wrong, Jesper and Kaz retreat to a safehouse to patch up their wounds. Things soon get much harder than anticipated.

kaz injured; hurt comfort

masks

And now Jesper thought he had the right to give up? Here, in a warm room, with a full stomach and friends who would fight and die for him? With Wylan Van Eck waiting to sweep him into a life of luxury the moment he got his shit together, and Kaz working to keep him from being buried in his own mistakes until then?

homoerotic fistfighting

we owe it to disaster

A spy should be prepared to get caught.

washed up on the beaches

Jesper has no reason to panic. He pulled off yesterday's betrayal with aplomb: fucked over the Dime Lions, saved the enemy's life, got the enemy to promise to buy back Da’s farm, did not get caught. He shouldn’t be panicking now. Why is he panicking.

pre canon

kaz/jesper/inej as a treat

to me you're all i am

He thinks about it often. His arms around Inej’s waist. His fingers in Kaz’s hair. His lips on their shoulder blades. He wants to be close enough to feel them breathing.

kanejesper MY BELOVED!!! modern setting one shot

perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table

Jesper’s spent his life following Kaz and Inej from one mysterious job to the next. He will follow them into bed, too.

this is RLY good, and its mostly kazper (inej is there but not as important). has some explicit themes so read at ur own risk.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Michael Redgrave (The Lady Vanishes)—my beautiful bisexual hot linguist geek dandy nerd. I'm specifically nominating him for "The Lady Vanishes," but how can you not love him in this—it's a strikingly modern performance, not a whiff of old school macho masculinity; he starts the movie as a bit of a cad, thoughtless and self-absorbed, but the second our heroine's in trouble he's attentive, he's helpful, he's running around speaking languages and helping her with international spycraft shenanigans and just being so funny and warm and JOYOUS. (and again. he is SO bisexual. see the picture [attached below]). he's hot in the debate club twink kinda way and i've never wanted to smooch an idiot more

Cary Grant (The Philadelphia Story, His Girl Friday, Bringing Up Baby, Charade)—My Golden Age of Hollywood professor, who was very outwardly gay himself, put it this way: Even though Grant's sexuality was kind of an open secret in Hollywood, the public couldn't know in any real way. But anybody could see that there was a queerness about him, so he was casted for roles where he physically embodies his masculinity in a non-explicit but queer way. Bringing Up Baby is famous for the scene where Grant wears a frilly robe (pictured below, but what people don't always realise is that he plays kind of an awkward nerd in that movie. He's a hot awkward scientist in a grand robe!!! Hot!!! In The Philadelphia Story, one of my famous movies of all time, he plays C. K. Dexter Haven, a rich, sarcastic, supposedly abusive guy. And yet, what we see is this laid back, dandy-ish figure, who absolutely does not feel threatened when a woman he supposedly loves (Katharine Hepburn) starts having feelings for, and hooks up with another guy (James Stewart). He lets a drunk Stewart into his office and helps him get his job back! Obviously that is the script and not the actor, but the whole film, and that scene in particular, shows him having this very queer attitude of openness toward Hepburn and Stewart, which is only amplified by the casting of Grant and his portrayal of the character. Anyway, this is not an essay arguing for The Philadelphia Story to be considered a queer film, all I will say is: he's super hot in it.

This is round 3 of the bracket. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage man.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Michael Redgrave propaganda:

"BISEXUAL."

"It feels unjust to submit the entirety of The Lady Vanishes as propaganda, so I'd just like to very politely point everyone to 56:30 of this link, where we get a very nice view of Michael Redgrave's ass I MEAN his lilting, fine-tuned twinkish beauty"

Cary Grant propaganda:

The link to the above mentioned frilly robe scene from Bringing Up Baby: "I just went gay all of a sudden!"

last minute cary grant propaganda: the last few paragraphs of that new vanity fair article about him and randolph scott that just came out 2 days ago on cary's birthday where he calls it "gravity collapse" and "love at first sight" and says their souls touched and and and i'm actually sharing this mostly because it makes me emotional but also because a vote for archibald is a vote for love. this is my message. apologies for sounding mildly insane.

[wakatoshiiss]

Heyy! Im back again. For more tendou x reader. Im sorry, i just love this guy so much, he's just so silly and fun :3 . Again, nuthin' specific, i trust u with all mah heart!

howdy!! havent been active alot but im trying!

snoozer || s. tendou x gn!reader

cw : i dont think much? maybe harsh language, fluff! more like a modern au tendou and isnt so focused on volleyball and hes alot more chill bc i wrote a bit ooc im sorry IM SORRY

a/n : im sorry this took so long to get out im tryingggggggggggggg but anyways ding ding order up! i lowk hate this ugh skrry its 3am

masterlist || requests are open

school was long, boring, and did you mention long? how were you supposed to enjoy the endless hours of sitting in a chair and listening to someone speak and then have to keep it all in your brain? you hated it, despised it even.

the most you could tolerate was lunch time, where you finally got to hear the sweet beeping chimes of the vending machine as it dispensed your favorite drink that you got daily. and maybe the times where tendou actually didnt have practice, and hed barge in while you were sweeping up your homeroom.

the door slid open quite aggressively, causing heads to turn from every direction. the culprit? satori tendou. a bright beaming smile that was aimed right at you, eyes closed tight and snack in hand. Usually a tall and booming Ushijma would stalk behind, but he had seemed to be somewhere else.

you set the broom against the wall and smiled back at tendou, "just a moment, let me finish up in here!" you called out, grabbing your things and finishing the last sweeping pile.

after rushing around, you finally planted yourself at his side, exiting the classroom. you two walked in step, guiding through the end if day traffic of the hallways.

"ive got a plan for us tonight." he quipped, out of the blue even.

"really?.. i appreciate that, ten, but i am dead tired.." you almost whined, shoulders slumping and frown developing.

"i know, you and me, my place, snacks, and movies." he said, head turning to look out the window.

your posture immediately straightened, "wait- really?" you asked, blinking at the side of his head almost shocked.

"mhmmm," he hummed, "you were talking about how tired you were earlier, i think you need a break from all your damn studying, it's tolling on your spine." he joked, looking down at you and making a sheeshed face.

you smacked his arm as you two walked down the stairs, "hey! are you saying my back is crooked?" you asked, an offended tone lacing your words.

"i'm just saying..." he laughed, loud enough for other people to look curiously.

"wow, never thought my own boyfriend would be so cruel." you muttered, walking out the main doors and onto the path home.

the walk was almost more grueling than the school day, feet aching to get out of your shoes and let your feet breathe. the steps were filled with subtle comments and many laughs, one of the many things tendou loved about you, your ability to laugh.

he stepped through his home door, removing his shoes, you following in suit. you stretched out your back and sighed, yawning loudly. he grabbed gently at the straps of your bag, removing it for you and hanging it next to his.

he placed his hands over your shoulders and guided you through to his common room, showing you the amount of blankets and pillows he prepared this morning.

"you settle in, ill go get the snacks." he said quietly, leaning in from behind and pressing a kiss to your cheek.

you collapsed into the couch, laying against the arm rest with a pillow and god knows how many blankets. you reached around for the remote, flicking the tv on and finding something to start playing.

you argued titanic was a cinematic masterpiece, while tendou argued it was stupid and was never logically correct. jack couldve fit on that door, rose was only halfway on. you told him to shut up between sniffles.

you turned it on, of course, and settled in. the rummaging in the kitchen and a few drops of containers and bags had you giggling. and in came tendou with all your favorites.

he set them on the table closest to you, and picked your legs up, sitting down and placing them atop of his lap.

"this movie is so du - " "Shh! just watch it!"

the movie played, the only light coming from within his whole home. it highlighted your widened eyes, every curve of your face flickering with every frame change.

tendou watched more of you than leonardo decaprio, your tired eyes fighting world war three just to stay open. he turned his head back to the screen and settled into the couch cushions more, getting a little too into the scene.

the next time he looked at you, your eyes were closed, mouth agape and soft snores coming from within. only 17 minutes into the entire movie.

he rubbed your legs and sighed, taking his phone out and snapping a photo, "definitely going to the group chat." he laughed, titling the snap 'D1 snoozer' and sending it.

he set his phone back and gently lifted your legs again, standing, and gently lowering them. he shook his head and lightly chuckled, leaning down to press a light kiss into your forehead before looking back at the tv.

this is the moment tendou actually sat down and watched titanic, sitting on the floor infront of you. he used your sleeve to wipe his tears.

[caxde]

pretty sounds | steve harrington x reader

summary you and Steve share an apartment while you're both away in Uni, one night he comes earlier than he should and gets to enjoy himself

warnings fem!reader, 18+ mdni this is just smut guys i'm sorry. english is not my first language so I apologise if there’s some mistakes, not proof read! 

a/n part 2 is up!

Steve always took his showers in the morning. 

You preferred them at night. 

Sharing a small flat with him was a quiet experience. He’d spent most of his time out of it anyway, preferring to study at the University library, or at the coffee shop you had down the corner. Or working half shifts in the small record store, where you also worked. 

Roommate and coworker Steve were two very different people. 

Roommate Steve was prone to laugh at your stupid jokes and watch stupid movies with you on the couch. 

Coworker Steve tried not to talk to you that much, scared that if your boss saw you two chatting it up, he’d get accused of flirting with you. Scared that it was painfully obvious to everyone else but you. 

But it was impossible for him to not stare at you when you’d come home exhausted after a stressful shift and mutter under your breath how much you wanted a hot shower. Or how he’d wait painfully to hear the record you had been playing while you studied in your room stop, knowing that you were about to knock on his door and tell him that if he had to go to the bathroom he better do it now before you took your very deserved long shower. 

He often teased you about how much you’d like to have a bath instead. 

You’d laugh it off, even though he was absolutely right. 

The truth is, he loves to hear you while the water hits your body. 

The bathroom stood between his room and yours. 

His bed against the wall, he usually laid down on it with a second hand book about whatever topic he needed to research for his next paper on American Revolution History or European History and its impact in Modern World. It didn’t matter to him, because in the next ten to twenty minutes he could hear you singing to yourself, your voice drowned by the noise of flowing water hitting your wet body. Though he did love it when you’d talk to yourself. 

Today was different. 

He’d come home later than he usually does, he had spent way more time than he intended stuck in the library trying to write his last paper on the Spanish Republic and he had little to no information on it, and he had exhausted himself enough to go straight to his bed, letting his body hit the mattress without even bothering to turn on the lights. 

That’s when he heard the shower turning on. 

At least he can hear you sing for him for a bit he thinks. 

But he was wrong for once. 

You thought you were alone, you thought you could be as loud as you wanted to, or as much as you needed to. The truth is, you had been crushing on Steve for a while now, and sometimes, only sometimes, you fantasized about him. Maybe more than you’ve been proud of. 

So now, as you were standing there, with the hot steam hugging all the parts of your body, and the water dripping drow your curves, you started thinking about how it would feel if what was keeping you warm wasn’t the hot air, but him, standing behind you, kissing every inch of your bare skin. 

You couldn’t help yourself, not now. So your fingers traveled down your folds, your fingers playing lazily with your dripping wet pussy, circling your clit as you thought of him, soft small moans came out of your mouth. And the hunger only grew, as images of him walking around the flat without his shirt and hair dripping wet invaded your mind. The way his hair sticks onto his forehead every morning, and he always smiles at you before telling you good morning in that husky early morning voice. 

It was driving you crazy, so you started touching yourself with more speed, a clearer pattern, tempting your entrance as one of your fingers graced it. 

Unknown to you, Steve was laying on the other side of the wall, his eyes opened as he heard you moaning, with each one growing louder and clearer, his mind became clouded, as he felt the way his jeans started to feel to tight on him, he needed to free himself, so he did the only thing he felt like he could. He sighed as his cock hitted his stomach once his pants and underwear laid on the floor. And he began stroking himself, softly, slowly, letting himself be guided by your voice as you whined. 

The only thing that made him touch himself faster is when he heard the way your voice moaned his name. 

You were so close to cumming, one of your hands had three of your fingers deep inside you, reaching that spot that made you see stars, as the other held the shower head closely to your clit, the vibrations of it making it feel when you closed your eyes that he was the one eating you out. And even after you had comed and you had screamed his name as loud as you could you left it there for a moment, recomposing yourself. Wishing he was there so you could kiss him, wishing he’d feel what you feel. 

He did, but you didn’t know, though now he did. 

His hands wrapped around his throbbing cock fast, and tightly, he resorted to biting his lower lip so he wouldn’t be a whippering mess, but he couldn’t help himself when he came all over his stomach and he looked down at himself, with the stupidest grin he could fathom.

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[cider-and-isekai]

Companions reactions to finding out Modern!Tav can't return to Earth and is stuck in Faerûn for good

This was on my mind for a while. It's post-game, a while after the defeat of the Netherbrain but before the reunion party. The group is still together.

Gale (Professor Dekarios ending)

Already thinking about a spell that actually can do it.

Can't help but feel a little hopeless when even Elminster said it's not possible.

But this man won't give up until he really runs out of options (ambition™️).

One of the few companions that can offer you a place to stay.

Also will offer a hug or an evening together (certified Gale girlie here, if that was me I'd probably confess to him; not that night because I'd be too overwhelmed with leaving what I knew behind, but the next night I'd be like "fuck it, I had a feelings for him before anyway, might as well").

Compassionate and understanding, though he'd try to be around to make sure you are doing well enough not to do anything stupid (yes, I mean the worst option here beginning with the letter S).

Meal cooked with love is on his to-do list (homemade hundur sauce I'm looking at you).

Even when he's down in his research he'll look out for you from time to time.

Also doing the sad eyes when he thinks about the situation. When he was told it wasn't an option he was rather terrified.

Still he prepares a worst case scenario books to teach you stuff about Faerûn. Prays he doesn't have to ever use them.

Karlach (yeet into Avernus with Wyll)

Yo this girl will be your shoulder to cry on.

But she'll probably cry with you together.

She knows how it feels more than she'd like.

But she can leave Avernus from time to time, can't imagine being stuck there forever.

After crying together she'll remain strong for you, probably won't leave your side in fear of you doing something stupid too.

Can't help much with magic but cheering you up? You've got this. Long chats to drive your mind away from the situation about any topic other than that, cuddles, that sort of things.

Also helping you gain some physical strength so you can survive here.

Hugs. Hugs. And once again - hugs.

Will look out for you most of the time if she can't be near.

Astarion (vampire spawn in Baldur's Gate)

He won't even dare to make a joke about it.

I mean it.

He may not know being stuck in other world, but being a slave with no way out of it gives him an idea of what kind of situation you're in.

Won't be the cuddliest or shit, but will keep your Earth clothes in a good shape (tailor time). Just so you have something from there to last longer.

Much like the others, he'll look out for you in the night, but will do it his sneaky way. Just enough for him to know you're alright without you noticing.

He'll say how he feels about your situation in time though. May even offer a hug. He's not Karlach but after all the events he's more open to physical contact with his friends.

Ready to teach you more stuff about Faerûn if nothing works to get you back to Earth. Especially archery. And sneaking. And stealing.

Shadowheart (Selûnite edition)

Let's be honest, all of these people were torn apart from their homes in one way or another.

Shadowheart can relate to you, though her experience is different too.

She doesn't remember much, but you do.

Approaches you with good (but weak) wine and allows you to pour your misery out.

Tells you you have a place to stay with her parents (let's go the happy endings route).

She's not a wizard, but will keep an eye out for every piece of knowledge about travelling through different worlds.

You've been to Shadowfell and Avernus after all.

Will talk you out of sacrificing your memories to Shar. She knows all to well she'd take everything from your little desperate soul.

Flowers are her language of love.

Will also animal speech Scratch and the owlbear to play with you instead of her, telling them how bad you feel.

Soon you can't get them off you, but it does put a smile on your face.

When no one is looking she'll pray to Selûne to guide you your way back home.

Much like everyone she looks out for you, ready to teach you about Faerûn as well (if she hasn't already she'll teach you how to heal yourself when you're alone).

Lae'zel (Freeing Githyanki/Orpheus sacrificed)

At first she found your tears weak.

Then she realized what it would feel like not being able to return to her people.

She felt that to the gut.

She'll show you more tricks to make your enemies fall quick (lmao I rhymed this one).

Also will keep an eye out for a knowledge that could bring you back to Earth (you know, Githyanki and their tons of knowledge).

Not much talkative but you'll see understanding in her eyes soon enough.

If you're a sword fighter she'll give you one of her sharpest ones. Githyanki language of caring is either combat or weapons you know.

(Daddy) Halsin

He also remembers being somewhere else against his wishes, though as a slave.

A single thought of not seeing sun again if he was to stay in the Underdark forever gives him creeps.

You need a hug? A cuddle? He'll be there for you in either form you choose.

You're not escaping whittling and druidic magic lessons. Just so you can get your mind off things and also heal/defend yourself should the situation call for it.

Offers you a place to stay, you're welcome anytime.

Not much of a cook but will pick the finest berries and find the biggest honey comb in the forest.

Looks out for you in some small wildshape (raven or a squirrel probably) when you sneak in the night to cry alone. Should he see situation is bad will approach you in his usual bear form.

Strongly believes there's a way - you've done much that was thought to be impossible. Especially you, someone who had almost no previous experience with weapons or magic.

He's old and wise - will keep thinking about it in hopes some solution will remind itself.

Wyll (yeet into Avernus with Karlach)

Banished from his home he understands a bit of your situation.

Haven't been to other world with no way back, it was his decision to go to Avernus with Mommy K, but he knows Karlach and it helps him understand it.

Another shoulder you can cry one, the Blade does not judge.

Still you're fresh to Faerûn and he'll hate to see you dead before your time, so he'll offer you fencing lessons (I can hear that eyeroll, Lae'zel).

Asks about the dances back in your world and gladly learns them (belgijka jumpscare).

Looking out for you when you go somewhere alone (especially at night).

In Avernus he'll look for some knowledge about travels to different worlds. It's another plane of existence after all.

Jaheira, Minsc & Boo

Minsc is happy to have his friend here forever only to understand the situation after either Jaheira or Boo explains it to him.

Jaheira feels for you more than she'd like to show, but you'll see care in her eyes.

Just like Halsin she'll research her memory for anything that may allow you to return.

Minsc apologises to you after the scolding.

Won't help much tho, he'll be just an emotional support (together with Boo, of course).

Jaheira asks all the Harpers to keep an eye out for any book or a scroll related to your problem. Also will ask any of her old friends to do the same, even if it means her repaying that favour. She can still go fast when she wants to!

[bloomdigital]

( PS. My apologies for my English and Grammar. English isn't my native language. Also, sorry for the wall of text )

Hello, I'm a big fan of Villains cursed café and Disney Villains in general. I really appreciate your hard work on this game, both the story and art style. I'm totally in love with how the game captures their personality and how it works out so well with this modern setting, truly fascinating. I have been playing it for a while now since the first day it's released, and I'm enjoying every moment in the game. 🌟

Anyway, I'm having a little question for the game, it's understandable if you want to keep it a secret or it's not gonna happen. Is this game gonna have an update in the future? Like a more story or a new villain? Or is this game a one off project that is not gonna have any updates now? I understand that you are a small studio ( at least from what I have known ) and have other games to maintain too, so it's fair if you're done with it now.

But I really appreciate that you're having interaction with fans and reblog some of the posts, that's really heartwarming! The way that you guys seem to open an idea too is something I think is very wholesome! Also, If there's gonna be an update, don't need to tell what's upcoming, haha. It's more fun to keep it a surprise for players.

For the end. I don't wanna leave you with an empty hand, so I'm drawing this Crueller fanart along with Turbo ( from wreck it Ralph ) which I'm kinda having a fun thought about his concept in this game [ X ] it's not necessary to reply though, I just basically wanna show this silly man, I think it's funny😅.

Crueller is literally my favorite<33 I love her so much along with Ursula, and both are very beautiful in this game!

Overall, I hope ya'll have a good day, bye!

Of course Cruella and Turbo would have a competitive rivalry!

Unfortunately I can't say anything about future content at this stage, but we are so appreciative of the fan response and so glad that the game has resonated. The villains are so weirdly lovable, it was a great honor getting to work with such unique personalities.

[agentstarkid]

NEPENTHE ✦ DR3

NEPENTHE, a term rooted in Greek mythology, refers to a legendary potion believed to dispel sorrow and induce forgetfulness of pain. This concept has evolved to symbolize anything that eases suffering and promotes emotional healing. When applied to love and post-heartbreak, nepenthe can be seen as a metaphor for the various ways people cope with the pain of lost love. This could include time, new relationships, self-discovery, or therapeutic activities that help one heal. Just as nepenthe provided mythical relief, these modern "potions" help individuals gradually let go of their heartache and find happiness again.

✦ PAIRING: daniel ricciardo x famous!latina!reader

✦ PIT BOARD: social media au | ✦ FC: becky g

✦ TRACK LIMITS: female!reader, latina!reader, age gap, language, drama, internet meanies.

✦ MAY'S RADIO: holi, loves! sorry for the long wait, adult life is a bitch. Hope y'all like this chapter because I'm not fully convinced I like it yet lol if there's any mistake...it's 02:21 a.m. and I'm dead on my feet but I was set on posting this today. If you've been playing attention to my easter eggs, you'd have seen this coming 😜 Pretty please tell me your thoughts!! I’ve been stewing on this for like two months so I beg of you to reply/reblog/send me an ask (anon or not!!) telling me what you thought!! Feeds me!! Also, shoutout to Nonnie!!! can't wait to read what you think of this 🙊❤️ Anyways, eat up, babes.

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JULY 1, 2022

⇥ tiktok search: y/n l/n sings devuélveme el corazón

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- Hey, friend! How are you? + Kuniii! What a surprise! I'm good, and you? What have you been up to? - Everything is fine here in Miami, enjoying a little bit of the sun. Listen, we haven't seen each other in a while. Aug 7 is City's first game of the season at the Etihad and I was invited. With Sofi we thought about taking you with us, so are you in? + Sounds great, Kuni! I've never been to the Etihad. But I don't know. Lately, things hasn't been going well for me with all the negative attention. I'm not sure if being in the public eye would be for the best. - I get it, Y/N. But c'mon, you should come! We'll be in a private box, far away from the paparazzis. No one is gonna bother you there, I promise. Besides, Sofi and I are gonna make you have a great time! + I don't know, Kun. To be honest, more drama is the last thing I want. - That's why I'm telling you this. It will be good for you to have a change of scenery, enjoy a good game and be with friends! And, we miss you. Sofi is already planning a great day for you. You can't let people's opinions to affect you like that. You have to live your life and enjoy it. Come with us, it will do you good. + To be fair, I do need a break. I'm gonna think about it and I'll give you my answer soon! - There's nothing to think about, Y/N! Come with us and let's have a spectacular weekend. Sofi and I are gonna take care of you and make sure you have a great time! + Ok ok, alright. I'm going! It's gonna be great seeing you and Sofi again. What should I bring? - Awesome! Just bring good vibes, a crazy desire to have a good time and something blue to support City. You come to Miami and and we leave in the jet, is that alright? We will coordinate better later. + Oki! I'm already excited! Thank you, Kuni. I really needed this! - That's what friends are for! I promise you that it will be very good for you! See you soon! + See you soon! Thank you for everything!

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yourinstagram que digan lo que sea, yo subo y bajo como la marea 🌊✨🧿

⥂ translation: let them say whatever, I rise and fall like the tide 🌊✨🧿

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fioamato Se tratan de montar y tambalean 🎶🐸☕

itsvittoriasousa Muchos la critican sin conocerla 💅🏼 iamdannaschwarz Se merece tanto y recibe tan poco 😤 andrew_allen Calle como un Civic, inteligente como un Tesla 🚗 sebastianyatra Mírala cómo camina, lo que le falta es la tarima 👀 yourinstagram No pidas rosas si no aguantas espinas!! 🥀

sebastianyatra q hdptaaa fiesta con la familyyyy 🫠🩵

llane ah con que así son las cosas, acá ya a uno no lo invitan 🙄 (⥂ translation: ah so that's how it is, here's someone who doesn't get invited)

rickymontaner brother somos dos 🙄 (⥂ translation: brother same) sebastianyatra conozco unos manes que no contestan el gc 🙄 (⥂ translation: i know some guys who don't answer the gc) ricardomontaner mau y ricky + llane + sebas + y/n = peligro por donde lo mires 😂❤️ (⥂ translation: danger wherever you look at it) yourinstagram ricardomontaner pero like in the best way, tío 😝❤️

user i absolutely love how her friends are singing the lyrics of bad bunny's song in the comments 😂

userA user even Vitto's bf commented too 😂 userB user they are really specific lyrics tho 🙊

user2 Daniel can't really outrun her, can he? 😂

soficalzetti divina! te extraño 💕

user3 is that HamilGOAT???

badbunnypr Y/N, sé tú y que se mame' un bicho las personas ❤️

yourinstagram ❤️🤘🏽

user4 Andrea is honestly my fav BB song 😭

user5 not me trying to zoom in to read those 🔥 lyrics bc ya know my girl is cooking the baddest album in history 😎

user7 I tried to like this twice once I saw that first photo DAMN 😮

user8 first pic is giving mermaid baddie/H2O vibes

user9 my boy DR fumbled hard 😵‍💫 wdym he just woke up one day next to this woman and decided he wanted smth else??? like ??? bro u ok????? 🤯

lewishamilton surfing ✅📋 next time we are sky diving sis 🪂

yourintagram time and place I'll be there brother 😛 roscoelovescoco can you's take me's with you's?

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⥂ translation 1: Going to a game with Kun is having a sports commentator explaining every play and probability, and who is who on the field.

⥂ translation 2: The boy is happy with the result of the match.

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yourinstagram Happi happi ⭐️ note to self: you da bidi bidi bom bom ✨

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user DANIEL LIKED!!!!!! MY DAN-YN HEART ❤️😭

userA Mom and Dad; Divorced but never forgotten 😭🖐 userB girl don't, he's not welcome here 😤 userC does this means he agrees she was too much of a bad bitch for his weak ass to handle? 🤣

user2 stay 🤺 the fuck 🤺 away 🤺 you 🤺 unemployed driver 🤺

userA unemployed driver is cold. it's not even official yet buddy userB lmao her replacement better not see his like on our queen's photos 😂 userC homie must be hiding somewhere and crying staring at these photos because she looks 🔥🔥🔥

user3 Literally the love of my life. She's so cute and energetic

user4 you deserve real happiness and loyalty...Don't you ever settle!

juliamichaels hot DAMN

camila_cabello hot DIGGITY DAMN

user5 I'm so glad Daniel dumped her 🗿

beberexha ok hottie!! ❤️🔥

lizzo Everyone STOP TALKING I'm trying to stare at Y/N

blakelively Absolutely fking stunning wowowow

yourinstagram let me hit u with the uno reverse card

user6 this may sound cheesy but you're literally one of the prettiest women I've ever seen 💕

yourinstagram user5 that's so unbelievably kind

sza FACE CARD NEVER DECLINES

user7 i'm single you single... let's make it happen 😍

iamdannaschwarz we live for that smile

user8 such an attention seeker 🤡 because she ain't getting that man back in this life lol

user she is so obsessed with him i swear she's pathetic yourinstagram I don't really care what you think of me because first of all, if you really don't like me, what are you guys doing wasting your time on my page? tell me who's obsessed with who?

user9 Why not? 😭

userA i think when mfs bag a baddie they dont kno how to act right 😭 im not sure sum like that userB userA correct and when they do get a girl like that they leave her for way less userC Lmaoooo frr

user queen is in her idgaf era and I'm fucking here for it!!!

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f1 BREAKING: Daniel Ricciardo will leave McLaren at the end of the 2022 season

#F1 #Formula1 mclaren

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user See you later 👏👏

user2 that's called karma

user3 Only McLaren? Why not f1? The queu of young talented drivers is long

user4 So sad that they decided only bet to Lando. All best to Daniel I wish you find better place.

user5 I’m glad I never bought an orange shirt… where are we off to next Dan?

user6 LMAO NOT FIO LIKING THIS POST 🤣

userA that's iconic behavior ngl

user7 and you all were calling y/n a flop, oh how the tables have turned lmaooooo

user8 man lost the greatest woman he could've pulled and now he lost his seat and all in the same year 🤡

user9 mclaren you know this is the best guy you have right? It's not his fault your car is inconsistent. This is not 2021 where you had your car figured out.....this is a bad pr piece for you as well as a bad marketing look since danielricciardo has a look far beyond what your brand reach is. Fire your marketing team as they have failed you...

user10 $21 million going away present?

user11 Honestly Vettel said it best “mclaren didn’t bring the best out of him” I just hope he gets a place in 2023 and does well

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— salmahayek Happy birthday, my precious girl! You are a light in the lives of everyone who knows you. I'm here for you always! — jbalvin Happy birthday, lil sis. Many blessings to you always! — sebastianyatra Happy birthday, Penguin! I keep your friendship like a treasure that will always be with me. I feel lucky to know that big heart you have. I love you a lot, Pulga (Flea)!

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yourinstagram Thank you 23, you taught me so much. You brought me so much courage, inspiration, & healing. You reminded me that life is too short. You have brought me even closer to my true self & made me realize just how strong I am. I will remember you as the year that reminded me that living life on anyone else’s terms isn’t living… You taught me to do ME, with grace, love, and kindness. Thank you to everyone who wished me a Happy Birthday, I love you all. And, of course, a very special thank you to my favorite people in the 🌍 for going above and beyond to make me feel so loved, appreciated, & cared for. Bienvenido 24, un placer conocerte 🥳 ps: had lots of cakes this year, I couldn't be happier!! 😍

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natalie_pinkham Happiest of birthdays to the most gorgeous of gals ❤️🥳🥂🎉

yourinstagram natalie_pinkham thank you Nat! Lots of love ❤️❤️

nina ❤️❤️❤️

parishilton happy birthday angel girl ❤️

bohnes happy birthday rockstar 🎉

markhoppus HDB kid 💥

annemarie Make a wish! 🎂✨ Hope all your birthday dreams come true ❤️

lilymhe You are such a beautiful soul, inside and out, and I’m so grateful to have you in my life ❤️

luisfonsi Wishing you an amazing day and a year full of blessings. ¡Un fuerte abrazo!

keleighteller You bring so much joy and light into the lives of everyone around you ✨

anitta feliz aniversário, meu amor! Beijos! 💖

shawnmendes Hope your day is as incredible as you are ❤️ Keep shining! 🌟

daddyyankee ¡Feliz cumpleaños, Y/N! Espero que tengas un día espectacular y un año lleno de éxitos

jenniferaniston Wishing you a day filled with joy, love, and all your favorite things. Have an amazing year ahead! 💖✨

tomholland2013 Happy Birthday, Y/N! 🎉🎂

sofiavergara ¡Feliz cumpleaños, Y/N! Que tengas un día maravilloso lleno de amor y alegría 💃🏻✨

zacefron Have a fantastic day and an even better year. Enjoy every moment! 💫

niallhoran happy birthday 🍻

selenagomez Happy Birthday angel! 🎉 Sending you lots of love and positive vibes on your special day ❤️

kellinquinn Happy Birthday, Y/N! Rock on and have an amazing day!

kellyclarkson May your day be filled with love, laughter, and everything you desire. Cheers to you! 💖✨

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sasha__rebecca 💙

itsvittoriasousa i like it, picasso

chloestroll what a gorgeous piece of art and the picasso is cute ig

user NOOOOOO WE CANT LOSE OUR MOTHER TO ANOTHER FOOTBALLER

juliaanalvarez 😎��

user2 I admire Y/N’s faith in love, no matter how many times she’s heartbroken and let down she still falls in love like it’s the very first time and I think this is how it should be because every single love and relationship is different and unique and should be approached as such

user agree. especially because she's not actually the crazy, guy obsessed girl the media and haters paint her as. she's falling in love when it makes sense, she's not out searching for whirlwind romances and toxic guys. she writes about it bc it's REAL anyway i hope she finds her person one day. first loves lasting forever is nice but isn't possible for most people and that's fine. i think her healthy approach is a great influence on her younger fans who fantasise about love and life just like she did

user3 girlie sure loves her athletes lmao

userA she sure loves the number 3 🤪 userB she once said it was her lucky number and apparently she was really serious about that 🤣

user4 alexa play you belong with me (taylor's version) by taylor swift 😠

user5 watch her ruin him like she ruined daniel

user6 this girl is trying so hard to stay relevant lmao bitch you are a gold digging whore and a massive flop, doesn't matter whose dick you're riding now 🤣

user7 when do we think they're hard launching we already know it's rúben 😂

userA she played the same game with mr. perfectly fine the last time userB MR PERFECTLY FINE OMG YOU'RE SO RIGHT "Cause I hear he's got his arm 'round a brand-new girl. I've been pickin' up my heart, he's been pickin' up her" IS SO DANIEL CODED userC ruben literally posted the same picture on his ig 😂 inconspicuousness left the chat with these two

user8 babygirl decided to stop playing in little league, she's on the big leagues now as she fucking should

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rubendias life's been good lately 😊

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user who got my boy listening to sleeping at last?

user2 Bro is winning on and off pitch

user3 i still can't believe rúben dias liked every picture she posted for years and also admitted his massive crush for her with his whole chest in a team video and ended up being y/n l/n's boyfriend a few months later

userA bro is the picture of perseverance. He played the long game and at the end, he got the girl 😎 userB he's my GOAT for a reason userC they don't make 'em like him anymore (a total simp for his girl)

jackgrealish alright romeo 🙄😂🩵

johnstones5 kunaguero 🤝🏻

kunaguero johnstones5 🤝🏻

user4 best defender in the world only deserves the best! 🧱

nathanake 🩵

user5 they are not even trying to hide it anymore

user6 Ru we are on the doorstep of the world cup you can't lose your focus with another pop star

userA she's definitely gonna bring him bad luck, everything she touches turns to ashes

user7 "But your heart is your masterpiece, and I'll keep it safe" THIS MOTHERFUCKER BETTER BE SERIOUS 😭

user "Your darkness will be rewritten into a work of fiction, you'll see" 😭😭 userA I'm really wishing that he's the one for her. She deserves a happy ending

user8 YOU WERE BLESSED WITH MOTHER'S HEART SO YOU BETTER PROTECT IT THROUGH THICK AND THIN, VOCÊ ENTENDE? 🤨🤺

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user9 Mofo better keep his focus we need that 🏆!!!!

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yourinstagram A student of life I am. Damn it’s humbling as hell when you surrender to the fact that only thing you can control is YOURSELF. Not a person, thing or situation beyond that. Who you become in this life is 100% on you. Letting go of all that doesn’t serve you is self-care. Remember that.

2022 is a year that really marked me… It was filled with moments of all kinds. Wanted to share the ones that made me smile even in the hardest of times. Beyond thankful for the good, the bad and the ugly ❤️‍🩹

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marcusstoinis was the paint supposed to go on the wall or on yourself? 😂 scottyjames31

scottyjames31 don't talk if you don't know about art bro 🤫👨🏼‍🎨 yourinstagram marcusstoinis the technique was questionable but the painter did a good job. His partner on the other hand did a marvelous job ❤️ would recommend their job if you are moving into a new house too 👍🏽 cholestroll 😂❤️

lewishamilton see you soon for the next aventure sis 😎🪂

tinistoessel te adoro muñeca 💖

andrew_allen we might have the next Alex Morgan in our hands 😮‍💨

itsvittoriasousa she said she wants to be a champ like "unca benny" 😅 yourinstagram itsvittoriasousa nah I think she said she /wants/ unca benny, little trouble gave me the stink eye whenever I got too close and didn't let me play 😂 andrew_allen 😅

user i guess it is official official now so welcome to the family dad rubendias

user2 pics 5, 6 & 9 called me single in too many different languages 😭

user3 IZA IS GETTING SO BIG!!!!

user4 sunglasses on, hand behing her back... baby iza means business

user5 OMG IT'S ED!!! ARE U GUYS COLLABING AGAIN???!!! 😭😍

user6 I really hope next year she is as active on sm as she was before, I miss her too much 🥺

user7 shut up they are the fucking cutest couple already 😍

user8 this is what she deserves!! looots of love and someone who knows how to treat a queen right

rubendias Mô ❤️

userA EEEEEEEEEEKKK!!! 😍😭😍😭 userB any portuguese or brazilian kind enough to tell us what he means? 😩 userC It's an informal abbreviation of "amor" (love), he is calling her love ❤️

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[emblemxeno]

Possibly the funniest thing I've dealt with in regards to my analyses of FE Fates and how in-depth I am thinking the story is amazing and way better than people give it credit for, is how much places like Reddit Fire Emblem and Serenes Forest will dismiss any evidence on the contrary as "just cheap setting filler" because they've attached their identity so much to being right that instead of acknowledging why me or most people who play FE Fates love the story without having to do mealy-mouth apologetics for it, they get extremely defensive about it even when I prove their sentiments wrong. And despite being all about claiming to be "objective" about their analyses, they don't adjust their beliefs to new evidence, and in fact dig deep into their feelings rather than accept their feelings are just subjective. They, in the same breath they claim elitism doesn't exist and people are complaining about nothing, call me the 'real elitist' solely for dismissing commonly false assumptions about Fates's story or because I actually bother to argue about my arguments.

The hypocrisy is infuriating, given all I want is to talk about a franchise I love without feeling excluded for it because my provable sentiments is such a nuke to their social order and what they see as the truth that they dismiss me as sucking the fun out of the discussion they willfully dismiss and dogpile on others whenever I get the upper hand.

I've had my share of thoughts on elitism, too. I don't think elitism as has been described in the past really exists as a significant stance anymore, but the vibes are certainly still there.

Like, I don't think anyone is gonna go full hipster mode and say "i liked FE before it was anime trash and anyone who plays on casual mode needs to get good", but instead it's just coalesced into a understate attitude of 'objectivity' that is still pretty exclusionary.

Instead of "anime trash shit" regarding new titles, you're instead gonna see "FE needed a return to form". The sentiment is familiar, but wrapped in more delicate language to appear not as judgmental. And it's often a stance that, I feel, is a bit hypocritical or self-fulfilling. Like, yeah, you're gonna think characters in new games are one note when you do fuck all to learn more about them, including advocation for pressing the skip button during the story and not bothering with supports. Part of the reason why characters in older games felt better written to fans who played them first is because those fans put in work to absorb the writing in the first place. You're not gonna find something to like or appreciate about Noah from FE6, for example, if you don't get his supports detailing what life is like in Illia and for its mercenaries.

And that's still the case for modern game characters! You're not gonna appreciate Oboro if you don't take the time to dive deep into her supports, like with Beruka, Takumi, Corrin or Jakob, for example. The actual problem in Fates' case isn't the foundational quality of its writing, it would be "there are too many pairing options to properly divvy out quality mini-stories for each of them", which is a problem shared with Awakening, and that 3H and Engage manage to avoid. And even then, the latter two games still have some very "nothing" supports, like Hilda and Annette fucking napping together, like what. I know it only goes to B rank for that reason, but at that point, that's two ranks too many for a support that doesn't offer anything new besides more yuri potential.

Anyway, I'm rambling. Fire Emblem good, even when some fans think bad.

[blacksheepoftheblackfamily]

Introduction

Hey everyone, it's Sirius Black, the best member of the family and proud member of Gryffindor House! You might also know me as Padfoot.

You will often find me around campus hanging out with my best friends, the Marauders, whether that be us pulling pranks, messing around with spells and potions, listening to music, or studying (Moony forces us too).

About Me:

Age: Seventeen, in my 7th year of Hogwarts. We're taking N.E.W.T.'s soon, and Moony and Worms are panicking over them; it's hilarious!

Sexuality: Bisexual. Men and Women are both so beautiful. It's impossible to pick between one to solely like.. (But Moony does beat every person in existince tho-)

Gender: Any pronouns are fine. I definitely have days where I like some pronouns better than others though. I guess genderfluid is an okay term? I don't care about labels too much.

Likes: Quidditch, Marauders, Moony <3, Bowie and Queen, Piano, Pulling Pranks, Dueling, Muggle Culture.

Dislikes: Death Eaters, Blood Supremacists, Every Adult in my family, Snivellus and co.

OOC:

Please watch for what tags I list in a post!!! There are many rps, and some lore in each contradicts each other.

For example, in the band au, Sirius is recovering from drugs and is trying to get sober. That is not a current goal in other rps! So, if Sirius is happily talking about drug usage, and you are a member of the band au, that post most likely does not apply to you. So please, watch what you respond to.

Roleplay's I'm in, People I know under the cut!

A regular canon rp community, with Black Family focus. Tag: #Black au. Message @whatonearthisgoingon if you want to join. Remus Lupin @iwillmoonyou: MOONY!! Love of my life; he's amazing. There's not enough words in any language to describe how much I love him, and how much he means to me. Love him <3 Regulus Black @respectfullyfuckoff: My younger brother; a pain in the ass, but I love him anyway. Talented academic and seeker (Love hitting a Bludger his way during games, lmao!!) Bellatrix Black @bellatrix-carina-black : My oldest first cousin. Awesome girl; creepy as hell though. Could kill you easily. Narcissa Black @fairest--of--them-all: The youngest of my first cousins. She's very quiet and sweet. Talented academic as well. Pandora Rosier @pandora-hope-rosier: One of my younger cousins; Druella's brother's daughter, I think? I know she hangs out with Regulus a lot. She's a bright kid; love her aesthetic Evan Rosier @evan-a-rosier: One of my younger cousins; Pandora's brother. Kind of creepy, but in a cool way, y'know?

Modern band au rp. Tag: #band au. Message @permetutotheworld if you want to join. Marlene McKinnon @hotter-than-your-dad: Hottest bitch I know. They're one of my best friends, and I love her so much. She's an amazing artist with killer talent. James Potter @prongzzpotter: "That's my best friend. She's a real bad bitch." Lmao, best guy in the whole world; couldn't live without him. Remus Lupin @iwillmoonyou: MOONY!! Love of my life; he's wonderful. He's beautiful on the guitar. And sometimes we'll sit together on the piano bench and play together, because he knows how to play, and it's so amazing and romantic and- GOD, I love him. Peter Pettigrew @earlybirdgetsthewormtail: PETER!!! Amazing person. He's such a great friend; really creative (also, annoyingly good at board games- let us win for once!!). Lily Evans @lilies-and-daffodilss: She's really nice; a great manager for the band. I feel bad for her though, because James is obsessed with her. It's hilarious for me though! Regulus Black @constellations-and-cigarettes: My younger brother. (I love him, but don't tell him I told you that-) He's a talented singer, and his band is pretty cool. His friends are kinda dicks though. Barty Crouch Jr. @thats-why-i-fucked-yo-bitch: Friend of my brother Regulus. He seems interesting, but he's a dick. We'd probably get along, if we didn't hate each other. Evan Rosier @evie-talks-shit: Friend of my brother Regulus. Like Barty, he's kind of a dick. I've seen him dissecting animals before though, and that's cool. Pandora @panda-bear-here: She's nice. She helps me with Divinination sometimes. Aurora Sinistra @aurora-emily-sinistra: Neat girl, quite smart. Sybil Trewalny @celestial-hearafters: She has an entertaining character. Her hair is pretty! I want to style it.

A regular canon RP community. Tag: #Ash au. Message @ashthelesbiandragon if you want to join. Regulus Black @reg-a-babygirl: My younger brother; he's a talented seeker and academic, but he's a pain in my butt. He's weirdly obsessed with my best friend, and I don't know how to feel about it yet. Remus Lupin @loonymoonylupin71: MOONY!! One of my best friends; an amazing Marauder. He's incredibly talented and intelligent; comes up with amazing pranks. Love him so much.

A regular canon RP community. Tag: #Astoria au Message @serpentine-starlight if you want to join. James Potter @prongsi-boii: JAMIE!! Marauder #4! He's my best friend, and I love him. Super smart. Love doing pranks with him. A wonderful best mate. Peter Pettigrew @pete-the-rat: PETER!!!! Marauder #2! He's absolutely amazing; is incredibly creative and talented. A best mate that I'm proud to have. Remus Lupin @iwillmoonyou: MOONY!! Marauder #1. Hi baby <3 Anyway, love him so much; he's super talented, and just an overall sweetheart. It's kinda concerning how much I love him lmao. Marlene McKinnon @smoking-marlboros: BESTIE!!! We get along great- she's the most amazing bitch I know; I love her so much (It's Platonic. Her? Ew. No offense girlie.) Lily Evans @lily-from-the-block: She's one of my friends in Gryffindor. She's great; hangs out with Remus a lot. She also lets me ask questions about the Muggle world, and isn't an ass about me not knowing that stuff.. Bellatrix Black @bella-black-rosier: My eldest cousin; she's... interesting, to say the least. Love her creepy ass <3 Narcissa Black @blackdovecissa: My youngest cousin. She's alright. Pretty quiet honestly. She has a nice style. Regulus Black @poetdrownedinwords: My younger brother. He's talented, and has a strong sense of motivation. His sense of right and wrong? A little skewed, but so is everyone in this family, honestly. He'll be a great person someday. Evan Rosier @evan-a-rosier: My younger cousin. He's alright I suppose? A bit of a nut job though; has some odd hobbies. Severus Snape @cult-of-pygmalion: Snivellus. Fucking asshole. Emma Vanity @water-and-gemstones: Seen her a few times at pureblood families party. She looks as uncomfortable there as I do, so I think she's alright? Reminds me of my cousin Narcissa. Alice Fortescue @mudpixie: She's alright. Haven't had too many convos with her, but when we do talk it's chill.

Marauders Muggle Boarding School AU. Tag: #The Muggle-life. Message @werewolfadmirer if you want to join. Remus Lupin @moony-lupin-rjl MOONY!!!! He's wonderful, and amazing, and the definition of perfection- uh, ring when? Lmao. Anyway, excuse me, uh- he's very smart and talented, and he's insanely beautiful; he deserves the world (me, I'm his world and he deserves this snack-). Anyway, yeah, he's awesome <3 James Potter @prongspotter-s: BESTIE!!!! He's my best friend; I'd be dead without him. We do so much together; sports, studying, pranks. He's my other half. Words can't describe how much he means to me. Peter Pettigrew @w-o-r-m-t-a-i-l: PETEY!!! My best boy; love him so much. He's super creative- if you want a good group project, get him in your group (or for pranks; thinks of the most random but perfect bullshit!) Would die without him! Marlene McKinnon @marlz-mckinnon: She's literally me, lmao. One of my best friends. Love her a ton <3 Lily Evans @miss-lily-evans-potter: She's a good friend of mine. We complain about random bullshit regarding our classmates all the time, and it's hilarious. She's here on academic scholarship, if that helps demonstrate how intelligent she is. Love her hair. Petunia Evans @the-better-evans: I saw her arguing with Lily in town a few times; it was kinda funny. I know Snape hates her ass. Mary MacDonald @marylicious: Nice girl. I love her hair! She's overall a really good person, that I would like to know a little better. Bellatrix Black @bellatrix-carina-black: My.. lovely, beautiful, graceful, and merry cousin, who I adore oh so dearly <3 (She drives me insane, but it's okay, I still love her) Narcissa Black @cissa-swans: Cousin of mine, sister of Bellatrix. She's alright I guess. We don't talk to much anymore. She's pretty quiet. Gilderoy Lockhart @gorgeous-golden-gilderoy: Attention whore with an ego bigger than James. Xenophilius Lovegood @xenophilius-the-strange: As his @ says; strange. But, uh, in a cool way? I guess. Just a little odd ball of energy over there. Pandora Rosier @sunshine-and-rosiers: Another cousin of mine. She's a good kid; very passionate about her interests. Dorcas Meadowes @dorcas-loves-the-sea: Pretty cool girl. I love her hair, like omg, envy. She's very intelligent, and intimidating; I respect her. Regulus Black @little-star-regulus: My little brother. He's a good kid, but a pain in my ass. He's talented and cool, but a prejudiced prick, like the rest of our family. We don't talk much. Barty Crouch Jr. @fartybartyjunior: I've seen him hanging out with Evan and Regulus. I honestly would love his vibe a ton, if he wasn't convincing my brother to do dumb shit (Evan was already doing dumb shit before meeting Barty, so I'm fine with those two together). Hestia Jones @hestia-farida-jones: She seems nice; I honestly do not know her too well. I know she has a little bunny she carries around with her; it's cute! Severus Snape. @bitterandbruisedsev: .... Do I have to include him on here? He's just so.. ugh. I'd never even get near him, if it weren't for the fact that his face, when sad or angry, looks so pathetic and hilarious. He's not that bad actually.

OOC: Rules and Notes about Roleplaying!

My main blog is @whatonearthisgoingon

Do not ask me personal questions on this blog; go to my main blog for that.

In terms of interactions, asks about anything Marauders related and other roleplayers interacting are appreciated! Honestly, you can do whatever you like.

If you are a roleplayer, who isn't in a community with me, still feel free to interact! Just state who you are rping as, is all. I will talk with anyone <3

I don't mind smut, angst, gore, etc. TW topics, just put a warning in your ask about it, because some people may find that uncomfortable.

A guilty pleasure of mine to read/write about, is super fucked up and dark Black Family. I'm talking physical abuse, mental abuse, magical abuse (even Crucio). So if you want to RP and talk about that kind of stuff, I'm down, just again, TWs for people reading. Crying over the angst will be delicious.

If something works in all my rp communities, I'll tag it as such. Every post of mine will have the appropriate rp blog or blogs mentioned in the tags.

For me, when copying groups:

Black au: @iwillmoonyou @respectfullyfuckoff @bellatrix-carina-black @fairest--of--them-all @pandora-hope-rosier @evan-a-rosier

Band au: @hotter-than-your-dad @prongzzpotter @iwillmoonyou @earlybirdgetsthewormtail @lilies-and-daffodilss @constellations-and-cigarettes @thats-why-i-fucked-yo-bitch @evie-talks-shit @panda-bear-here @aurora-emily-sinistra @celestial-hearafters

Ash au: @reg-a-babygirl @loonymoonylupin71

Astoria au: @prongsi-boii @pete-the-rat @iwillmoonyou @smoking-marlboros @lily-from-the-block @bella-black-rosier @blackdovecissa @poetdrownedinwords @cult-of-pygmalion @water-and-gemstones @mudpixie @evan-a-rosier

The Muggle Life: @moony-lupin-rjl @prongspotter-s @w-o-r-m-t-a-i-l @marlz-mckinnon @miss-lily-evans-potter @the-better-evans @marylicious @bellatrix-carina-black @cissa-swans @gorgeous-golden-gilderoy @xenophilius-the-strange @sunshine-and-rosiers @dorcas-loves-the-sea @little-star-regulus @fartybartyjunior @hestia-farida-jones @bitterandbruisedsev

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Theory of Love Romcom Watch Along Episode 5 : 10 Things I Hate About You (Lazy Unhinged Edition)

Well well well well well well well well well (somebody stop me) well well well. It's 10 Things i Hate About You time, i haven't watch this movie since i was a wee little lad and i can say with my whole chest that this movie mostly hold up despite me not being snarky 15 years old anymore (i'm still snarky just not 15 anymore T_T) unlike many of my friends that participate in this project i'm probably the least familiar with shakespeare's works which i like to ratify soon since i tend to enjoys shakespeare modern adaptations and references. like my biggest fictional sad old man crush is based on Prospero from the Tempest ffs. anyway one thing that stuck out to as very positive for me from this movie is how poetically it feels i never read the The Taming of the Shrew but i noticed some line that probably came from the play, the well written scripts and the dialogues feels witty and sharp this movie did came off as a very well done modern (1999) take of shakespeare work.

Now to a side segment just for this week it's time to throw shades at Mr. Jojo Tichakorn as i had promised my good friend @lurkingshan. THK, The Heart forking Killers. first let let me say some positive stuff so some of you nerds would know that i'm not just a hater (i'm a snarky slightly crazy bitch that hope one day these posts would not come back and bite me in the ass when i enter the BL industry.)

THK mostly did an ok Job as adaptations/inspired by of 10 Things i Hate About You, some emotion do works well translate from the movie and i will give credit where the credit due i think the fall out and the resolution after the lie got discovered is handled pretty good in the show unlike the movie where it feels rushed and half baked.

Ok now after i said the all nice things let get mean!! most of THK dialogues are lame AF. it's like someone took a lot of the wittiness of the movie out and replaced that with lame tired and cliche BL dialogues. most of the actors ate their roles but even that some lines feels listless and lack flair. instead of charm the show sometime came off as trying too hard or trying too little to be charming. and that is the problem Thai language as a tonal language has a lot of possibility to do and says so much more interesting stuff but because it's a GMMTV show the dialogues feels stripped of any potential and ended up being generic and sanitized.

I'm the same with @solitaryandwandering feelling about the side stories. i'm so bored with them, i love you mike with all my heart but i can't spend another minute watching you and what her face hitting on each other. that being said i'm still intrigued by our main fuckboi Khai and loser with zero braincell Third even tho they're aggravating me so much. Khai continuingly semi unpurposefully hurts Third but the crack starts to show in this ep that he seems to some degree to know what is going on with Third.

In Thai he says "When he came to sleep with me like a wife, then i'd talk nicely to him." Khai maybe is in deny or he just an absolute asshole that let his subconscious hurts Third this badly. but it's clear he is catching up and acting out on purpose. and Third in his infinitely dumbassery refused to uses his god danm words. and the end those two ended were they always do uncommunicative and stuck in the a cycle of this toxic friendships. these two needs time out and spend time apart to reevaluate themselves and grows as people before i'd buy any kind of kind romantic relationship. but this is a BL sooo let see where this goes.

[luvnanako]

Caitvi Modern Au HCs

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Intro

Heyyyy this is my first ever post on tumblr!! I'm gonna do an actual intro later BUT needless to say I hope you enjoy aaaaaand keep in mind that english isn't my first language! I'd be so so happy to get some moots through this, I'll try to post something regularly and I'm open to any requests! 𖹭

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Movies

Their movie tastes are pretty different - Vi loves Adventure and thriller movies while Cait enjoys either cute romcoms or murder documentaries (obviously hehe). They even 'argue' about movies on their movie nights. They somehow... always end up watching something stupid like Jumanji 2 for the 10000th time.

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"I wonder what will happen next I'm soooo excited" (Vi says while munching on popcorn that Cait made for her.)

"Vi we've seen this movie multiple times, he's gonna get eaten by a crocodile" (Cait chuckles softly)

"STOP SPOILING"

Music

Vi is the type of person that LOVES listening to music without headphones. She literally blasts it loudly, not caring about people around her.

On the other hand - Cait is always the one complaining about it, MOSTLY when she blasts it during her work time. "OH MY GOD VIOLET" and that's how Vi knows it's either really bad or good when she says her full name, aaand spoiler alert, it's not so good. She can't be mad at her for long though, all it takes is just one sweet kiss and Cait is not mad anymore...

... until Vi turns it on again.

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Shopping

"This looks stupid on me" (Vi says as she's trying on a shirt in the cabins, Caitlyn peeking in)

"What are you talking about? you look amazing" (Caitlyn looks up and down her with a little smile)

"I don't need 8 different pairs of socks"

"Yes you do now shush, we're buying them"

"You'd look hot in this" (Vi smirks and shows her a pair of dark red lingerie)

"You'd look way hotter in this" (Cait points at a grinch onesie)

And that's how every single shopping day ends up with these two. Caitlyn basically DRAGGING Vi with her. She might not say it out loud, but she actually loves helping Cait find the perfect size of clothes and show her random stuff she found.

Phone

Caitlyn loves keeping her social media organized. Like REALLY organized. Her gallery is full of pretty and aesthetic pictures she took with a few blurry and funny selfies that Vi lefts for her everytime she finds her phone out of Caitlyn's touch. She keeps them anyway -because she thinks they're adorable- in a little folder named 'Vi being stupid again'.

(Selfies like these )

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Driving

Vi is most of the time the driver and she always shows off her skills on highways. A little habit of hers is holding Caitlyn's hand and squeezing it from time to time while driving. She's a sucker for her soft hands and the fact that they fit perfectly into hers.

Though.. Vi can't do rides during night, Cait is way more careful and respects every single road rule everrrr. Vi just ends up sleeping in the passenger's seat out of boredom when she drives.

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Hair

Vi never goes to a hairdresser or hairstylist, she fully trusts in Caitlyns cutting abilities (or should I say scissoring abilities).

(She was so hot with long hair icl)

No matter how many times Vi asks for a specific haircut, Cait always does what she thinks will look the best on her. She also banned her from using any hair dyes. She did so after Vi's hair dye accidentally dyed her hair ends purple instead of blue. She just wanted to have a little part on her that reminded her of Cait. It was a complete fail as it took a long time for Cait to chop those ends.

Kids

Caitlyn has a huge soft side when she's with little kids and loves playing with them. If it's building secret bases with pillows, painting cute drawings or helping them build legos. It's her little passion meanwhile Vi always watches her, she's not as good with kids. she tries but the kids are always a bit scared of her, at least until she does some stupid things with them like holding them up and acting like they're flying. And they end up loving it, she's like their human roller-coaster. Caitlyn sometimes can't help it, but be a little bit too overprotective over them.

"VI PUT THAT KID DOWN"

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Dripping in Gold | Chapter 3

synopsis: finding a job was never easy, and why even bother trying after you meet satoru gojo, a man with mysterious and exorbitant wealth, who wants nothing more than to spoil you with it? the only caveat to your little arrangement is that it can never, ever, become personal.

pairing: satoru gojo x f!reader

themes/content: non-curse modern au, sugar daddy gojo. language, fluff, smut. kissing, brief fingering (f receiving), car sex. 18+, MDNI

word count: 2.3k

a/n: the way i've given up proofreading this lmao lemme know if y'all find any errors bc i'm simply not looking for em anymore! anyways eat up :)

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What the hell did I get myself into?

The question repeats in your mind while the cool air in Gojo’s car blasts against your skin, still hot from earlier, as his hand returns to its natural place along your thigh.

After your little encounter, he promised to take you to one of his favorite places for lunch. He also promised to wash your soiled panties for you as he shoved them into his pocket with a smirk, citing how “gentlemanly” he is.

The events of less than an hour prior replay in your mind as you remember how his touch felt, how his lips pressed against yours, how badly you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you then and there. But instead, he just picked up all the dresses you had tried on and marched them out of the changing room to the front of the store, setting them down and paying without a second thought. “Oh, and we’ll take the yellow one she’s wearing, too,” he chirps to the attendant as she rings up an amount you can’t even fathom.

You get pulled out of your thoughts as the car stops, your door opening suddenly as Gojo once again holds his hand out to you. He has brought you to an adorable restaurant you’ve never even seen before, with yellow flowers lining the walkways and windowsills of the old building, perfectly complementing the new outfit you have on.

Once again, the date is actually really lovely. He orders you both champagne and tells you to get whatever else you want from the menu, and conversation flows naturally between you two, almost like old friends. Wanting to learn more about him, you direct the discussion to his past, probing to understand more about his background. While he often acts like an open book, you find that there are three things he will absolutely not talk about: his family, his home, or his money. Whenever one of these topics comes up he maneuvers the conversation elsewhere, often deflecting back to you.

That said, holy shit does this man love to talk - you bet that if you put him in an empty room he’d speak just to hear his own voice. He seems to know something about everything, and he wants to make sure you know it, too.

“Do you ever shut up?” you tease after his fourth time interjecting a random, unwarranted piece of information into a story you were telling him.

“Hmm,” he thinks, bringing a hand up to ruffle through his hair. “Nope, I don’t think so,” a cheeky grin plastered on his face.

While the time you spend with him is nice, his inability to be forthcoming does put you slightly on edge. You can’t help but find yourself wondering, in a tiny corner of the back of your mind, what’s the catch? Why is someone who seems so perfect possibly interested in you?

You push the feelings of unease down as you continue your meal. Eventually you look up and see his eyes locked on yours, taking in your every move. The cerulean pierces through you like a cold wind, and you can’t quite place the feeling it sends through you until you feel his fingertips brush against your knee from under the table.

Desire.

“You know,” you say, a grin slowly forming on your face, “I love this dress, but I almost feel like it’s getting a bit uncomfortable.”

“Oh yeah?” he tilts his head, knowingly playing into your little game. “Well, that’s a shame.” He sighs dramatically. “I guess you could take it off, if you really need to.”

“Mhm,” you hum, “I might need your help with that, though.”

Leaning forward slightly, his words come out airy, “Anything for you, princess.”

He stands up and holds his hand out again, your fingers intertwining with his as his free hand pulls out his wallet and drops a few hundred dollar bills on the table, more than enough to cover your meal. Leading you back to his car, you feel your heart start to race in anticipation.

Pulling open the back door, you hop in first and get comfortable against the seat before he joins you inside. You hadn’t noticed how spacious the back of his car is but you’re grateful that it at least won’t be uncomfortable; you expected him to take you back to his place or yours, but this will do just fine for now, as your need for him was increasing with every second he wasn’t inside you.

Immediately upon closing the door his lips crash into yours, soft and warm against the lingering cool air inside the vehicle. As you sit in his lap his arms reach around your body to undo the zipper of your dress before sliding it over your head, tossing it somewhere into the depths of the car.

Since your panties were already stuffed into his pocket and you hadn’t worn a bra, you were now fully bare in front of him. He pulls away from the kiss for a moment, allowing his eyes to slowly cover every inch of your body, taking you in as a smile curls at the corners of his lips.

Gojo lays down with his back against the seats so you can straddle him, legs around his waist as you start to undo the buttons of his white dress shirt. With your eyes closed and hands shaking slightly in excitement, you take longer than the man would like as he sighs against your lips and simply rips his shirt open, muttering “I’ll buy a new one,” as it slides off his shoulders.

Your eyes open for a moment to take in his body beneath you - his firm chest, abs surrounded by a v-line that dipped below the waist of his pants, practically begging you to trace along it with your fingers. As you do, you hear Gojo’s breath hitch momentarily at your touch.

“Aw, are you nervous?” you tease against him as your fingertips brush along his waistband, slowly fumbling against the buckle of his belt.

He smirks at you through the kiss. “Just impatient.”

Before you can quip back, he has undone his belt and zipper, allowing you to pull his black slacks down to his ankles, sitting up slightly to let him kick them off. Your hands find the top of his black boxers before his hands wrap around your wrists.

Pulling his mouth away from yours for a moment, his eyes open to meet your gaze. “Are you sure?” he asks through a breathy sigh.

You nod eagerly, starting to lean back down before a hand reaches up to stop you.

“Say it,” he commands, voice suddenly low and raspy.

“I want to fuck you, Satoru,” the words barely leaving your mouth before your lips crash back into his, a new greediness between both of you as your tongues glide against each other’s.

Your attention turns back to undressing him as you pull his boxers down, revealing his fully erect cock. The tip flushed, needy, drawing your hands to it as you use your thumb to drag the leaking precum around his tip before sliding your hand loosely down his length. Satoru sighs into your open mouth at the feeling, reaching his own hand down between your legs.

As soon as he touches you, you feel electricity shoot through your body, his fingers barely brushing against your clit. Maybe you were still horny from earlier, maybe you just needed him that badly, but something in you couldn’t wait any longer.

Your hips move so you’re hovering above him, using your hand around his base to align him with your entrance. His tip slowly enters you, the feeling already threatening to send you over the edge as you envelop him in your warmth.

He moans your name softly as you drop your hips to take all of him inside of you. His cock stretches at your walls, the mix of pleasure and pain better than anything you’ve felt before. You fit him perfectly as he fills up every last inch of you, your wetness allowing him to glide in and out with ease.

“Wanted you so bad,” he murmurs against your lips as you grind your hips in circles up and down his length, “needed you.” One of his hands grips at your waist while the other snakes behind you to grab the thick flesh of your ass.

You continue your movements, using one hand on his chest to stabilize yourself, his cock pressing into every last part of you. “S’good, you feel s’good,” he babbles, a never-ending stream of consciousness leaving his mouth as your body moves against his.

Damn, he really can’t shut up, can he? you think to yourself with a grin.

You don’t mind though, the silky lightness of his voice only adding to your pleasure. As you feel yourself approaching your release, your pussy clenches around him, eliciting another moan from the man underneath you.

His grip tightens on your waist as he suddenly begins thrusting his hips up into you, adding to the pace. You open your eyes slightly as he reaches even deeper into you, glancing down to see the veins in his arms as his fingers dig into your skin.

“F-fuck, I’m close,” he whines, desperation dripping from his voice as he continues pumping into you.

“Me too, ‘Toru,” the words leaving your throat in a hoarse whisper.

You don’t even process the nickname, something simply spoken out of ease as sounds struggled to escape your lips through moans of pleasure, but it sends butterflies through Satoru’s body as he is suddenly pushed into his climax. You follow almost immediately, your body racked with pleasure as your legs shake and cunt flutters around his cock as he finishes inside of you.

The humidity of the car finally hits you as you try to slow your breathing, realizing both you and Satoru are covered in a thin layer of sweat as you peel yourself off of him to sit up.

“Wow,” he pants, reaching a hand up to brush white hair off of his slightly damp forehead, “that was amazing.”

“I know,” you reply slyly, leaning down to place a peck against his lips.

He chuckles, “So cocky already? And here I thought we could have a sweet post-fuck cuddle or something.”

You can’t stop yourself from giggling. “Oh yeah, in the comfort of the back seat of your car?”

“Aw, are you saying you don’t like my car?” he fakes a pout. “Guess you can just walk home then.”

You roll your eyes at his teasing. “You and I both know damn well I’m not walking home, and we aren’t going anywhere until you find my dress.”

“As you wish, sweetheart,” he smirks, sitting up and wrapping his arms tightly around you, placing a wet kiss on your cheek as you laugh and squirm in his lap.

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For a while, things with Satoru are easy. You find yourself slipping into a rhythm with him: he calls you, he takes you out somewhere, you fuck, and he pays you. It feels nice to finally be able to afford to live again and not stress about your job hunt, and you start to genuinely enjoy the time you spend with him, looking forward to your weekly dates.

Between the times you see him, you also find yourselves communicating more often. He starts sending you pictures of himself trying on clothes in that all-too-familiar dressing room, asking for your opinions on what he should get so he can match you whenever you go out somewhere. You start video calling each other too, getting to see that stupid grin on his face whenever you pick up. Usually you just talk about your days or what shows you're watching, but you slowly start bringing him more into your life, telling him about your family and whatever gossip you hear about from your friends. A few times you’ve even invited him to come out with your group, but he always declines with a vague excuse. A part of you wants more, to have him in your life fully, but you also know that it would bring with it the complicated explanation of how you met and how your relationship first started.

You also begin to notice that you never hook up in your apartment or his - it’s always in restaurant bathrooms, his car, or the few times he’s gotten you a hotel room to stay with him overnight. You don’t particularly mind, since your apartment is still not the cleanest, although it’s certainly gotten better with your newfound free time, but it does seem odd to you. Whenever you try to bring it up, he just shrugs or brushes it off with a wave of his hand. “It’s too personal,” he always reasons, and you decide that you either have to drop it and accept how things are or push it and risk losing him.

Around six months after your first date, something changes. He drops you off at home after an amazing dinner at a new steakhouse and even better sex, this time in the private lounge of the restaurant. Inside your apartment you shower and head straight to bed. When you awake the next morning, you see two notifications on your phone: one from your bank informing you of a deposit of $6,000, and one from Gojo.

Gojo: Sorry about not paying you right away last night, I must have been a little distracted after our dinner and dessert 🥰 (the dessert was us having sex). I sent you a bit extra as compensation for any emotional damages I may have caused <3

You roll your eyes, a smile involuntarily forming on your lips as you read his message. Suddenly, it hits you: you didn’t even notice that he didn’t pay you. For months, that had been the routine, the expectation you both had set and agreed to. But last night, you didn’t notice. And maybe, you didn’t care?

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