#because ohh the machine can do it for me

[paranormeow7]

“ai art” is such a dumb name bc artificial intelligence makes me think of like. hal 9000 when all ai art and programs are are like. boring prompt driven theft machines. it’s not an intelligence it’s an algorithm lol. what’s “intelligent” about scraping other peoples artwork off the internet and smashing together some Frankenstein “artwork” that can’t even utilize the pattern seeking monkey brain us humans intuitively use, same with writing and proofreading etc

[some-pers0n]

Every once in a while I think about the ship I've been obsessed over for close to two years now and feel like I'm ascending to another plane of reality. Like sometimes you just encounter a ship that hits every single mark and is perfect in every regard and you're left stunned how something like that can even exist

[dirt-str1der]

Self shipping is always the morally correct thing to do

[darlingdaisyfarm]

feeling pretty low today, so i’m turning to these two old men for a little comfort

nsfw under the cut, fem!reader

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Stan likes to call you:

sweetheart, honeybun, doll face and on occasion baby girl. when he’s feeling extra bold? princess — always with that unmistakable smirk

calls you “my good luck charm" if you help him out in the Shack, especially when he’s trying to swindle a tourist and you flash a pretty smile.

✦ “c’mere, darlin’. can’t let a fine gal like you walk around without her prince.”

✦ “ah, y’know, you’re the only reason I don’t go completely nuts in this crazy town. sometimes, doll, I think yer my only sane thought all day.” said so casually as if it’s not gonna hit you right in the heart

✦ if you get hurt (even the tiniest scratch), he’s going into dad mode: “who do I gotta knock some sense into, huh?” even if you’ll tell him it was just a clumsy accident, he’ll grumble, “well, now I’m the one hurt. bein’ all worried like that. you’re killin’ me, kid.” 

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ Ford likes to call you:

“dearest” when he’s feeling soft, sweetheart, darling, honey, baby

he’ll whisper “love” against your temple when he thinks you’re drifting to sleep, his voice quiet and reverent like it’s sacred to him

starlight – Ford’s been out in those other dimensions, faced down monsters and madness, but he says he’s never found anything so bright, so grounding. “c’mere, starlight, I’m not finished admiring you.”

༄ “don’t laugh, but. . . I’d chase you across universes, even if it took me another thirty years. no dimension is worth exploring without you by my side.”

༄ if you’re reading one of his journals, Ford’ll slide up behind you, his hands on your shoulders as he murmurs, “curious, are we? so, what do you think of my work?”

༄ he’s not a show-off, not by any means, but catch him fixing up a machine? he’ll lift his gaze to you, smiling. “I could teach you, you know. but you’d have to be a very attentive student.”

༄ oh, if Ford wrote about you in his journal, you know it’d be scrawled between notes on trans-dimensional theories and arcane symbols, the ink smudged in places where he hesitated, where his pen hovered just so before he let himself write the truth

“Strange anomalies detected….. not in the temporal or metaphysical sense, but in a far more personal dimension. Subject exhibits an inexplicable gravitational pull, distinct from any gravitational force I've previously documented. When I observe her, I feel an uncharacteristic deviation in my thought patterns, an accelerated heartbeat not caused by heightened blood pressure or adrenaline, but by… attraction. Confounding. She’s somehow eclipsing the most rational parts of my mind.”

And, because Ford’s words can’t capture the whole of it, there’d be tiny sketches of you, like half-finished thoughts.

nsfw

what Stan says during sex:

“Damn, honey, you’re makin’ an old man feel young again. Don’t stop.”

“You’re makin’ me wanna be a better man, but not right now, baby, not right now.”  

“Mmm, there it is— yeahh, keep doin’ that. . . feels so good, darlin’, you got no idea.”

“Makin’ all these pretty noises, huh? Lemme hear ‘em, baby. Don’t hold back on me.”

“You’re somethin’ else, y’know that? I’m gonna be thinkin’ ‘bout that pussy all week.”  

“Fuckin’ hell, don’t know if I’m gonna last much longer with you doin’ that.”  

“Look at ya, so needy for me, beggin’ to be filled. You got me so riled up, I can barely think— ah, f-fuck. . .”

 Ford:

“Ohh— sweetheart, you feel even better than I imagined, i’ve waited for this.”  

“I need you so much it scares me.”  

“You’re brilliant, utterly captivating. . . yesyesyes, keep moving like that, please.”  

“Tell me exactly what you want, darlin, I need to hear you say it.”  

“I never thought I’d feel this way again; you’ve woken something in me.”  

“God, I can’t— can’t believe you’re letting me have you. I need you so much, it hurts.”

“Mmm, god, yes. . . yes, you’re mine, all mine. . . can’t believe I get to have you like this.”

“O-oh god, you feel so tight around me, sweetheart, I can’t-can’t hold back!”

“Please, oh, please— just, just like that, don’t stop, keep. . . keep going. . .”

“I can’t help myself; I need you. I want to feel you around me.”

“You’re so fucking beautiful when you’re like this. I can’t take my eyes off you.”

“Oh gosh, I need you to take me deeper. Please, baby.”

“Tell me how good it feels; I want to hear it.”

“You feel incredible. I could stay buried inside you forever.”

[taintedcigs]

— hardest of hearts

“darling heart, I loved you from the start. but you'll never know what a fool I've been.” ‹‹ — florence + the machine, hardest of hearts.

pairing: steve harrington x f!reader

summary: jealousy has never been your strongest suit. you realize that even better when you see steve and nancy in close proximity. based on this prompt by @dumplingsjinson (wc: 1.6k+)

warnings: just absolute fluff, maybe tiny angst, and making out, they kinda go hard at it for no reason, this is just an excuse for me to ramble abt how pretty steve is bye.

author's note: ohh if u want pls listen to hardest of hearts by florence + the machine when u r reading!! luv that song <3 and again. ignore the corny summary and i didnt proof-read and wrote this shitty thing in 30 mins yada yada!!! based on this amazing request i got from my lolo bean angel @lofaewrites i hope u like it MWAHHHHH!!!!

pleaseeee reblog to support me. ty!! mwah.

Jealousy.

That ugly feeling clawed at your insides, consuming you whole, bringing out the worst in you and you knew it, yet you couldn't help it. Finding yourself powerless against its caging grip.

The venomous glare you threw at the two of them surely had to burn off Steve's back, but they remained rooted to their spot, talking about whatever the fuck, while Nancy lingered far too close to him for your liking.

Her curls danced in the dim light, swaying with each infectious giggle that escaped her lips at his jokes. The sight of her head thrown back in mirth only made your blood boil more with it.

You wondered what the fuck was so funny that he felt compelled to whisper to her, the sight of them so close to each other had your entire body feeling hot, an ugly feeling consuming you whole. The fragile porcelain filled with alcohol threatened to break under your harsh grip.

And of course, you couldn't help the way you act entirely unreasonable when he comes back to the booth.

Cold, a total raging bitch, your mouth feeling hot the more you snapped at him. And he knew, he knew the exact reason for your attitude. Yet, he couldn't help but find it adorable. How your lips downturn as you scoff at him, just because you're jealous.

You storm out to catch your breath and get some cold air, his footsteps fall into sync behind you, because he can see right through the facade you desperately clung to, see the way your doe eyes flash hurt, thick lashes hiding your disappointment behind the anger.

You lean against the brick wall of the bar, the chilly Hawkins air seeping through the fabric of your coat, almost enough to calm you down before you can hear Steve's hesitant footsteps as he closes the distance between you.

He's making you so pathetic.

The concern in his eyes mirrors the ache in your chest, gaze searching yours for answers you were reluctant to give.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, tone merely honey-glazed.

He didn't let you answer, instead following up with a, "Or are you just... jealous?" That stupid smirk lingers on his lips, making your insides gooey, while you wore that scowl as your mask.

"What?" You scoffed, playing dumb, as you crossed your arms against your chest, almost to protect your feelings.

"Oh my god, you so are," he teases, that damned smirk stretching his mouth into a full grin, reaching all the way to his eyes, causing them to crinkle, so pretty that you are melting all over.

"Shut up, Harrington," you murmur, heat spreading across your cheeks, gaze unable to avoid him. Pools of warm honey-toned brown eyes drawing you in so effortlessly.

"God, do you still not believe me?" He shakes his head with a slight huff, shoulders slumping in defeat.

You know exactly what he's talking about, with the way his brows quirk up, and he tugs at his silky hair in frustration.

Steve told you he liked you. A couple of days ago. But you just scoffed and huffed, rolling your eyes in his face.

You couldn't—more so—you just didn't want to believe it. You thought it was too good to be true.

Couldn't believe that he would want you when he used to be so hung up on Nancy. Blame it on your insecurities, or your attachment issues. Or blame it on the fact that you were scared. So fucking scared.

And you'd rather avoid all of it than have him break your heart. It's unreasonable, but to your idiotic brain, you're being logical.

"H—how do you expect me to when you end up doing shit like this?" Your tone is barely above a whisper, suddenly insecure like you're exposing yourself bare to him. You just need him to convince you. And he knows. He finally knows.

"Like what? Talking to Nancy?" He scoffs, like it's ridiculous. To him it is. That you even can believe the idea that he still thinks about her, when all that invades his mind is you.

"Like talking to your ex, the same ex you were hung up on," you reply back bitterly, words burning your tongue as they barely roll off your lips.

He leans in closer to you, almost to make a point. "Were, like you said." He spits in frustration, "past fucking tense. I moved on, so long ago. You know that."

"And she just said hi, as a friend. Nothing more," he enunciates it carefully and would explain that to you all goddamn night, if it meant it would wash your worries away, he meant every word he said to you. He didn't care about Nancy. It was you. And from now on, it was only going to be you.

You were desperate, so desperate to not show him your true feelings, but of course he could see right through you. "Maybe, maybe she did, but-"

He groans, not even caring that he's interrupting you. "There's no fucking buts, sweetheart, I told you, told you that I fucking liked you, that I wanted you, why do you insist on trying to push me away?"

You gulp when you notice how he has you caged against the textured walls, your back hitting the bricks with a soft thud, his breath flushing your already heated cheeks. "I don't—"

"What part of ‘I want you, and only you’ do you not understand?” His words are harsh, not in a rude way, only to get it through your thick skull. Show you how much you actually mean to him.

Rough hands end at your side, that annoying strand of hair falling to his thick lashes, making him look so pretty that you just want his hot mouth on yours. "There is no one else for me but you, and even you can't fucking change my mind, yeah?"

"I don't give a fuck about any other girl unless they're you." Words fall like silk from his lips, and they are heavenly to your ears, blinking quickly to process all of it.

And he enjoys it, sees the way your gaze glimmers, cheeks adorned with a sudden warmth as you give him those doe-eyes that make him want to crumble into you, fully.

You nod dumbfoundedly, almost to let him know that you finally believe him, and he gives you a soft chuckle, raising his brows "Are you going to let me take you out on that date?"

His caramel hues swirl hypnotizingly as they gaze into you, so alluring paired with the striking moles all over his cheek and neck, making you wanna kiss him all over. "Mhmm," you hardly mumble, too focused on taking all of him in.

He reaches up to touch your cheek, fingers brushing against your skin like feather, soft but making you flustered nonetheless, the faint scent of his woodsy perfume invading your senses. "Come on, use your words, honey," he coaxes, fingers leaving goosebumps in its wake as you can feel him all over.

"Y-yeah," you faintly mumble, not so confident in your voice when he looks at you all hungrily.

His mouth slightly curves into a bigger grin, leaning in as he whispers "Atta girl," almost making you whimper at his low tone.

You lean closer, urging his mouth to yours. He groans when you sweep your thumb over his jaw, knees giving out at the sound. Soft candy lips brush against yours, so agonizingly slow that the heat unfurls all over your body.

He takes your slight shock as a moment to slide his tongue inside, a sigh of relief escaping your velvety lips. He tastes like beer, and something sweet, kissing you with so much heat that you can't help the way you melt into him, his touch burning everywhere it makes contact with.

He brings you closer, as if that's even possible, bodies pressed against each other, your breasts flush against his hard chest, and you can almost feel his heart hammering inside, rhythm matching yours.

His cherry-pout mouth suckles at your bottom lip, slight stubble brushes against your chin, and fuck, you want him, so much so that you let out a low whine.

You want to continue. Desire runs through your body like wildfire, burning him with you, but once you hear the honks of the busy street, the realization of where the fuck the two of you are hits you, and only then you break the kiss.

Standing outside of a bar, kissing like two horny idiots, a pretty giggle escapes your lips when you meet his dreamy gaze again, his hues resembling mostly black now, both sets of pupils blown wide. Passion radiates from both of you.

"Was that enough to prove to you that I really, really, really like you, sweetheart?" He asks with a pretty grin, lips all puffy and smudged with your gloss, earning more hearty giggles and a nod from you.

"Or do you need to kiss me in front of her? Get all territorial?" He asks with a slight tilt of his head, brows raised all teasingly, that smirk returning like it ever left, making you huff.

You elbow him playfully before you fist his shirt, bringing him in much more close proximity, again. "Shut up and kiss me again, Harrington."

[kelin-is-writing]

Some of you… Guys… who lack empathy and overall emotional intelligence, kinda love to run your mouth waaaaaay too much and end up saying things that make 0 sense. This fandom is also waaaaay too comfortable with victim blaming Rei and Touya for everything that has happened to the Todorokis while Endeavor gets away with it, for no reason at all at that.

“OhHh BuT hE fElLs SoRrY fOr EvErYtHiNg He DiD”

I’m going to be completely honest with you all: I don’t give a flying fuck that he’s now swimming in his sorrows. He better be drowning in them actually. Because there’s a consequence to everything we do. ALWAYS. Besides, if he was going to feel ohh so sorry about what he did to his family, then he simply shouldn’t have done none of it to begin with.

He can’t go on fill his child like a balloon the way he did and then expect said balloon to not explode after he had blew way too much air into it. That’s egotistical.

You also can’t buy your wife (who was still a minor at the time), have her pop out kids like she’s some kind of kids machine for your greedy needs and even force two of them on her before you go ahead and start physically and mentally abusing her, then expect for there to not be any repercussions on your family’s relationships.

Blaming a kid who got his whole life and being manipulated and then gaslighted by his own father, who remembered he indeed had an eldest son only when it was too late, and a woman who was sold to a greedy, egotistical, egocentric, narcissistic and selfish man when she was a kid who had one option worse than the other (We all know that the Himuras ain’t any more sane than Endeavor) is so weird guys, please.

Touya was treated like a human weapon by his own father, who as soon as he saw no more use in him and his quirk just casted the kid aside (which was before Natsuo was even conceived btw). So where’s the favoritism in this? Where? Because I can’t see it anywhere, no matter how hard I look for it. And why is that? Because there’s none. So you lot can stop being delusional about this topic, ‘cause it doesn’t stand up not even if you force it. You can’t erase the manipulation (into making him think he could become the #1 Hero, surpass All Might for his father and be the strongest) and then the gaslighting (telling him he can’t do any of that anymore since his quirk won’t permit it, telling Touya he should give up on his dream because it will never happen after Endeavor ingrained all that into his mind) just like that, then call all of this favoritism. Do you all even know what favoritism is? Or you just find out words on the Internet, ignore completely their meaning, and run with them blindly? Because I am bewildered by how some of you guys be coming on here to just say anything… Touya got failed by his parents and his siblings, because he was ignored and neglected by his siblings as much as he was by his parents (Shoto excluded because Endeavor was busy grooming him this time around) but none of you guys even call them out on Touya going through all of that alone, for some reason, while being okay with what Natsuo and Fuyumi told him as soon as they got into the battlefield. Like they ain’t bad siblings too and Endeavor wasn’t the reason they all lost each others as a family, literally do not piss me off I beg. I’m firmly convinced some of you guys pick and choose who you defend in the Todofam, but like… Everything you guys say makes no sense? It just shows me that some of you lack, as I said at the very beginning of the post, empathy and emotional intelligence. Which is sad.

You all can say “We’ve all gone through hard times alone” as much as you want, but that is not normal at all, towards any time of relationship but especially towards family. It’s not healthy and it can hurt a person a lot, making them close in themselves and when it starts to hurt from the inside the moment you stop getting all of the pent up stress inside it’s no good at all. And for the record, Touya (or just anyone) venting or opening himself to Natsuo about what he’s going through it’s not trauma dumping. It’s never trauma dumping if you genuinely care for someone (clarifying this before any of you emotional ignorant peoples come at me about this 🫠). So Natsuo and Fuyumi being in all of this too shouldn’t be used as an excuse for pushing their brother’s concerns and feelings under the rug, families are supposed to go through these type of situations as a family if they want to keep living happily as such, but they remembered this after one of them died and their youngest sibling was being still raised as a fighting machine by their abusive father. So, mind you, but they all (except Shoto) owe Touya some big ass apologies written down on a letter with tears if I gotta be honest.

As for Rei; she became a mother young, went through a lot all alone because mind you Mr. Husband was waaaaay too busy trying to groom their son into a Hero machine that could beat someone he is incapable of beating (Because a nullity will always be a nullity after all, even when becoming a #1 after the former #1 retirement, if they insist on projecting ofc) to help and guide his young and inexperienced wife through a wedding like theirs. How was she supposed to not lose her mind after being sold, neglected, beaten up, verbally abused, forced to pop out kids like a gachapon, seeing her fourteen years old son lose himself into the void because of his father and then he dies too, without never getting love nor affection from his father (the one he looked up to) the way a kid wants, needs and is supposed to get which is something I’m 100% sure led her to depression. You all diminish too much the grief a mother feels when she loses her kids. There’s much a mother, a human, can handle; and for Rei it got to a point where every trace of Endeavor disgusted her so much her whole body rejected his entire existence leading her to a mental breakdown. One that was due to come earlier if we think about it, but she was strong enough for her remaining kids until she couldn’t do it anymore. What she did to Shoto is wrong, I know and I acknowledge, but she’s a traumatized person who sees her abuser everywhere she goes because, unfortunately, it’s the person she was forced to marry. She apologized to Shoto right away, because she was still mature and sane enough to recognize her mistake right when it happened.

But Endeavor’s ego is so big that it took him his eldest son nearly blowing everyone up and becoming a walking torch before he finally apologized to the whole family for his wrong doings of 10 years prior. Which is crazy to me.

So I’m gonna need you all to stop erase Endeavor’s wrongdoings and try to gaslight the whole fandom into blaming Rei and Touya for the mistakes of someone else, because they’re the biggest victims in all of this shit.

That being said, hope y’all get well soon 🫶🏻💜

[bruhnze]

Fuck this - Lucy Bronze x Ona Batlle

Summary: Jealous Lucy.

Warnings: A lot of bad words, smut. Minors DNI. Not proof read :) THIS IS X-RATED!!!

Wordcount: 4k

i dedicate this one to you @onabronze and to the anons that asked it's not really good but i tried :).

(i've emptied my inbox so if your ask is not on my WIP pls send again (if u still want it done) because i had so much garbage in there i just removed everything in one go, sorry not sorry😬)

Ps: We do not hate Germany (don't come for me, it was for the plot)!

´´fuck this shit´´ Lucy mumbled to herself as she was running faster and faster on the treadmill, ´´fucking dick-head ref, that’s not a fucking yellow´´. ‘’Cata is a fucking goalie, you fuck ass pigfucker, really strange for her to use her hands, huh, dumb fuck’’.

´´that’s a lot of f-bombs Bronze’’ Millie tried to joke, not noticing how worked up the English defender really was.

‘’Fuck off Millie’’, Bronze called as she stopped the machine and ran off with her eyes glued to her phone.

‘’Bruh’’ Lauran giggled, ‘’you know Spain Germany is on right now’���.

‘’Oh really’’ Millie said confused, ‘’ohh, fuck, her girl is playing for Spain right’’.

‘’Yeah, they’re losing’’ Sam called from the bench on the side of the gym, ‘’Gwinn is about to take a penal and she hasn’t missed a single one for club’’.

‘’Are you watching that?’’ James asked while she strutted over to the Australian, ‘’let me watch along’’.

‘’Ofcourse mate’’ Sam chuckled, ‘’I watch everything’’.  

‘’Do we check on her?’’ Millie asked, mostly directed to Lauren, as she knows her best.

‘’Nah’’ James says, ‘’if you like to live you’d best leave her alone’’.

‘’Sure?’’.

‘’Yes, we’ll just give her some boxing gloves as the game is over’’.

..

‘’Ona doesn’t deserve this shit, what a horseshit head coach’’.

‘’Putellas missing a penalty what a fucking joke’’.

‘’You’re a cunt Berger, A CUNT!’’.

Lauren knocked on the doorpost of the locker-room, ‘’Ey Luce, they’re looking for someone to break in the new boxing gloves’’.

‘’I hate those German wankers with their ugly kits’’.

The English forward suppressed a giggle, ‘’yeah they suck, but you should turn it of bruv, it’s no point of watching them cry’’.

‘’Ona is going to be devastated’’, Lucy said as she looked up and stared ahead, as if she’s just realized it.

‘’Are you seeing her soon?’’ Lauren asked carefully.

Lucy snapped out of her trance and looked at her friend, ‘’yeah she coming tomorrow’’.

‘’To London?’’.

‘’Yes, she has ten days off’’.

''Well then you have enough time to comfort her''.

Lucy sighed ''yeah, I'll just quickly send her a text and then we'll box, I'm going to turn off this stream bullshit''. She says as she looked back at her phone and saw Paralluelo crying. ‘’my heart can’t take this’’, she muttered quietly without James hearing it.

..

When she was driving back ‘home’ from the training ground she received a call, it was Ona.

‘’Hey love’’, Lucy said timidly, not sure about if Ona’s mood would be more sad or angry, or maybe both.

Instead Ona answered pretty lightly, ‘’hey Luce, how are you?’’.

‘’Huh?’’ Lucy said, maybe a bit too loud ‘’I should be asking you that’’.

‘’Montse just scolded us for an hour’’ Ona said, ‘’but for some reason I don’t care about the loss, Germany was just better and I think Cata needs a psychologist after she’s broken her nose, she’s been out of it for every game after it’’.

‘’You deserved to win’’ Lucy said with tears in her eyes.

Ona chuckled ‘’I love you Lucy, but honestly, I’ve got respect for the Germans, they played well’’.

‘’I hate the Germans’’.

Ona chuckled louder, ‘’no Luce, you can not say that because they won Bronze’’.

‘’I hate Montse then’’.

‘’Okay’’, Ona laughed ‘’I agree with that one’’. ‘’But I am going to dinner with my family tonight, so I have to get ready in a little bit, you texted me to call you when I had time, so that’s why I called’’.

‘’Oh wow’’ Lucy said, a little hurt ‘’not because you wanted to hear your girlfriends voice’’.

‘’I see you tomorrow’’, Ona chuckled.

‘’That’s true but I still miss you today’’ Lucy sighed, ‘’maybe I’m a wuss, but I just feel bad for you Oni and I thought you might have needed some comfort’’.

‘’I love you, but I have to get ready’’ Ona laughed, ‘’see you tomorrow?’’.

‘’or you can call me tonight after dinner?’’.

‘’I think I will go to bed straight after, I am extremely tired’’.

‘’I understand, do you want to stay on the phone when you get ready?’’.

‘’Okay’’ Ona said as she put her phone on speaker.

After Ona had hung up because her cab was about to be there, Lucy thought about what she would eat for dinner.

She looked around her kitchen, ''fuck'' she mumbled ''i should clean this shit up''.

She opened her phone and ordered some sushi for tonight, 'because she deserved some comfort food' and got to work.

Her appartment was still a bit of a mess after the quick move in, and she needed it to be presentable for her girlfriend tomorrow. Ona would probably start cleaning her place and she didn't want to be a partner like that, that would be stupid because it was one of her own icks.

As she had cleaned up her apartment the bell rang.

With the sushi she took place at the table and opened the ipad that layed there.

Mindlessly she went on Twitter, she was logged on to her anonymous account and went on the hashtag 'Ona Battle'. She knew she shouldn't, but she was curious what the people thought of her performance this game.

Lucy had seen Ona was tired, but when you took in mind she'd played every single minute, and Lucy knew Ona slept very bad in the hotel, she had played very good.

She froze when she saw people joking about Feli and Ona being back together ''what the hell?'' she said to herself as she went deeper into the rabbithole and eventually came aross pictures of Ona in a Germany shirt, and not just any German shirt, it was the ugly 'Rauch 19' one.

Lucy was tempted to send a teasing text, maybe even with the picture attached, but she chose not too.

She couldn't help to feel a little anger inside her towards Feli, and as she came across a video of them chatting and giggling Lucy lost her shit and quickly closed the Ipad.

She jumped up from the table ''Fucking hell, not bothered about losing, fuck that'', she started pacing the room ''Germay deserved it'' she mocked, ''sure Ona, if you want to fuck her just say that''.

Lucy walked to her kitchen and fetched a beer from the fridge that was left from when Jorge had helped her with building some furniture ''fuck it'', she thought she might aswell have this because it was such a shitty night.

She took the beer to the bathroom and ran a bath, after that she went back to the kitchen to grab her ipad and got in, eventhough she had already taken a shower this afternoon.

Finaly she felt a little better, she had watched some episodes of a series she was watching and after two hours she decided to just go to bed early, Ona didn't want to call anyways so she didn't see the point of staying up. Might aswell get some rest before she saw Ona again tomorrow, eventhough she'd probably be very tired, so Lucy doubted they'd do anything, but atleast she'd be able to take care of her better.

As she got comfy in her bed she opened her phone to check one last time if Ona had sent her a text.

She hadn't.

Then she opened Instagram, scrolling for a little while.

She was just about to shut her phone when she saw @feli_rauch on her timeline, ''bitch'' she grumbled and as she took a better look she saw it was a teamphoto of the Germans, she only saw one person wearing a red shirt in the whole group.

''No way'' she said out loud as she zoomed in, ''are you kiddin' me'' - ''the only fucking shirt swap and it's my girlfriends' ''.

She closed her phone, trew it on the nightstand and dramatically dropped herself on the bed to go to sleep.

As she remembered she still had to put on an alarm and it would be probably best to have her phone on the charger she reached out to put the nightlamp on and fetched it.

When she held her phone it automatically unlocked with face-ID, and she saw that god-awfull team picture again ''fuckkkkkk'' she groaned as she swiped instagram away ''this is one big joke''.

After she had finally put in an alarm and found her charger, she put the light out and layed down again.

She tried hard to sleep but her mind kept wondering off to Ona.

Normally she wouldn't mind that one bit, sometimes her hand would even find it's way between her legs when she thought about her hot, beautiful girlfriend.

But not this time, her mind was polluted with images of Feli and Ona laughing together.

She knew Feli was Ona's ex, she had never really been bothered about it, eventhough she knew her mind was just being a bit stupid, she couldn't help to think back about what Ona had told her about Feli after Lucy had asked her how she had ever been with Feli.

''I wasn't really with her, we just fucked''. Ona had said laughing, ''but i soon found out she was very vanilla and for a relationship we would never ever work''.

Lucy knew she shouldn't have asked the question, but she had, ''but was she good?''.

Ona had asked her if she really wanted to know, and she had confirmed that she did.

After the answer she had regretted asking it, ''uhm, well, at the things she did do she was pretty good at, it just got boring very quickly'' Ona had said.

Now she was laying in bed with the thoughts of Feli fucking Rauch having her way with her precious Ona.

The thought that the German had tasted Ona sickened her.

The thought that the German had been inside Ona sickened her.

But the thought that Ona had, at one point, enjoyed it, got her blood boiling.

Maybe it was the distance.

Maybe it was because they hadn't been able to be intimate for a few weeks now.

Maybe it was the fact Ona hadn't told her about the shirt swap.

But Lucy felt jealous like she had never before.

..

Lucy woke up from her alarm, and checked her messages.

None from Ona.

She freshened up and got dressed.

Nothing from Ona.

In the kitchen she made herself some breakfast.

Nothing from Ona.

She went through the kitchen cupboards and refrigerator and wrote out a grocery list.

Nothing from Ona.

Lucy knew she would be flying in a couple of hours, so she decided to send a text herself, eventhough she had wanted Ona to text her first.

..

It was afternoon, Lucy was waiting in her blue Skoda outside of the airport. When she saw the beautiful freckled woman walking outside, searching for her, she jumped out of the car.

Ona was wearing sunglasses and a hat, but Lucy would always recognise her.

She opened her trunk and walked towards Ona.

''Hello baby'', she said happily.

''Luce!'', Ona said as she sped up her pace walking to her girlfriend.

They shared an embrace, ''i have missed you so much'' Ona muttered against the taller woman.

Lucy held Ona away from her to take a look at her face, ''i have missed you too''.

''I want to kiss you, so lets get in the car please'', Ona said smiling.

Lucy hastily threw the suitcase into the car and got back in the drivers seat as she saw Ona was already in the car.

''Your suitcase was pretty light'' Lucy said as she hopped in next to Ona.

''Yeah, i gave a lot of my stuff with Joan, i'm planning to wear your clothes anyways'' Ona stated.

''Oh'' Lucy said as she smiled at her girlfriend, ''and cool frames by the way''.

She leant in to kiss Ona.

They shared a kiss full of love, it was adamant that they had both missed eachother.

Not wanting to risk being spotted by anyone Lucy pulled back and got ready to drive off, reversing out of the parking spot.

''What yours is mine'' Ona chuckled, ''you said it yourself''.

''True'', Lucy said as she put her hand on Ona's thigh and drove away ''it's cute''.

..

Lucy carried Ona's suitcase to her apartment, and handed Ona the key to get them inside.

''Should i unpack your stuff? is there anything in here that needs to be washed?''.

''Uhm, i don't think so, i have only worn a few clothes, mostly the olympic stuff and those are with Joan, he is going to wash that for me''.

''Clever'' Lucy chuckled, ''putting your brother to work''.

Ona grinned, ''ofcourse, but maybe i will take a shower now and then we can nap together?''.

''I'd love that'' Lucy said, ''oh and let me show you around quickly, i almost forgot''.

It was a pretty quick tour, as the apartment wasn´t that big.

´´So here is the kitchen´´, Lucy said smiling as she turned on her heel and spinned.

Ona laughed, ´´are you making us dinner tonight?'' she asked stepping closer to Lucy.

''Of course beautiful'' Lucy said as she pressed herself against the Catalan, ''i was thinking that one tofu dish you like''.

''Hm yes''. Ona groaned, thinking about the dish Lucy made her often, because she liked it so much.

''Good'' Lucy said ''because I bought stuff to make that this morning''.

''You know me so well''.

''Yes'' Lucy smiled, ''and to be known is to be loved''.

''So romantic'' Ona laughed.

''Oh i'm feeling really romantic'' Lucy said as she bit her lip.

´´Really?'' Ona smirked as she put her arms around Lucy's neck and crossed them.

Lucy kissed her softly.

Ona hungerly answered the kiss and tried to get impossibly closer, getting up her tiptoes.

Lucy pulled away with a smile on her face ''but first you wanted to shower right?''.

The Catalan pouted ''i do.. but i also want you''.

The English defender kissed her girlfriend ''i'll be still here after the shower, and i know how you like to shower off the travel''.

''sí okay''.

They went to the bedroom, Lucy leading the way.

Lucy showed the on-suite bathroom and pointed to the towels.

''Leave the door open?'', Lucy asked in the sweetest voice she could put on.

''Sure'' Ona chuckled, ''are you staying in the bedroom?''.

''Yeah i'll put away your clothes really quick, i don't want you living out of a suitcase when you're with me, and i left some space in the closet for you''.

Ona kissed Lucy, ''you're cute''.

''You're cute'', Lucy repeated.

Lucy opened the suitcase, ''you need some underwear? and what do you want to wear or were you really planning on stealing my clothes''.

''huh'' Ona said, ''it's not stealing, it's my right''.

She chuckled until she watched Lucy's face who could appearently not laugh about it, ''what?''.

Lucy stayed silent.

''Sorry'' Ona ''i'll wear my own clothes if you really don't-

''No'' Lucy said, ''why don't you wear this'' she asked with a sarcastic laugh as she held up the white football shirt.

Ona chuckled.

Lucy looked at her in disbelieve ''you think this is funny? tell me why i have a damp German shirt in my hands right now?'''.

''I said my brother was going to wash my stuff right'' Ona said, ''well, match worn is worth more, you know you're supposed to keep the shirts you trade unwashed right?''.

''Fuck that''.

''It's financially responsible'', Ona laughed and stepped towards Lucy to kiss her.

With a quick peck she wanted to walk away.

Lucy didn't have any of that and grabbed her wrist, ''more please''.

Ona chuckled, ''let me shower, then we nap together''.

''Ona''.

Ona sighed but gave in, she held Lucy's face as she kissed her again, this time more slowly.

Lucy hands travelled to Ona's ass and squeezed her cheeks as she pulled the Catalan in closer.

Ona grinned into the kiss, ''you missed me'' she said, with a tone sounding somewhere between a question and a statement.

''Where did you and Feli talk about after the match?'' Lucy said before she could stop herself.

Ona looked up with a mischievious smirk, ''is that what is bothering you?''.

Lucy huffed out some air, ''why did you swap shirts with her''.

''She wanted too''.

''So you said yes? and giggled about it with her?''.

''What did you want me to do then'' Ona chuckled, thinking it was funny seeing this jealous side of Lucy, it was something new.

''I dont know'' Lucy scolded lightly, ''just to tell her to fuck off with her boring shirt''.

Ona laughed ''boring shirt?, how can a shirt be boring''.

''Not the point'' Lucy grumbled, ''you talked to her after the match and you didn't want to speak to me''.

''I had a dinner!'' Ona laughed as she rubbed Lucy's arms, ''don't worry, you are the only one for me''.

She kissed Lucy's pouty face, ''my beautiful *kiss* strong *kiss* smart *kiss* perfect girlfriend *kiss*''.

Lucy pulled the Catalan thighter against her, ''i think i should give you a reminder''.

''What reminder?'' Ona frowned.

''About what good sex is like''.

''Luce!'' Ona slapped her shoulder playfully.

Lucy frowned, ''you want boring sex?''.

''No..''.

''Cus if you want that I could just put that ugly shirt on and we can roleplay that''.

Ona blushed, ''Lucee''.

Lucy's jaw dropped, ''you're not even saying that you don't want that?!''.

''I don't want that'' Ona rushed to say.

Lucy rolled her eyes. ''yeah i totally believe you now''.

''Sorry'' Ona pouted, putting on a cute smile ''i was distracted because you look so hot when you are jealous''.

''Í'm not jealous!''.

''Oh, és clar que no ets gelós'' (oh i see you are not jealous) Ona mockingly chuckled, she reached out to the suitcase and grabbed the shirt.

''Maybe i will wear it today''.

Lucy looked at her with dark eyes.

''It smells like her'' Ona added with a grin.

A second of silence hang in the air.

''Put it on.'' Lucy said.

Ona's smile faded ''No i was just joking''.

Lucy repeated herself ''go on, put it on''.

''I was kidding''.

''i'm not''. ''put. it. on.''.

Ona gulped and took her shirt off to put it on.

Lucy stopped her, ''no wait, first get naked and then put it on'' she said as she took her shorts off.

Ona felt her heartbeat fasten from the way this aroused her and followed the instructions.

''Your panties too'' Lucy said as walked to 'the drawer' and chose a rather large strap-on to wear.

Ona looked excited at Lucy, wearing a cheeky smile.

''You want this one?'' she helt the strap up.

Ona nodded furiously, a blush creeping on her cheeks.

''i can't hear you'' Lucy said as she pretended to put it back in the drawer again and took her shirt off.

''No wait'' Ona said ''yes, i want that one''.

''Okay, i suppose you deserve it right?''.

''Yes'' Ona said desperately ''please Luce, i-''.

''-laughed with an ex'' Lucy said sternly, ''i don't know if that is good girl-behavior''.

Ona kept quiet as Lucy walked towards her on the bed.

Lucy put the strap in her harness and hovered above Ona.

''that's basicly asking her to fuck you'' she wispered as she let her eyes roam the woman below her.

Ona put her hands on Lucy and chuckled ''Luce, you're crazy''.

''You know how i always say you would look perfect in everything?''.

''mhmm'' Ona grinned.

''Well this is awfull'' Lucy plucked at the shirt.

Ona tried to kiss Lucy but Lucy leant back just in time to dodge it.

''Turn around''.

Ona whined but quickly oblidged, this attitude was making her feel some things.

She was on all fours on the bed and without warning Lucy slapped her ass, resulting in a moan escaping her throat without her being able to surpres.

''Im so wet'' Ona whined as she felt herself dripping along her thighs, she looked over her shoulder to read Lucy's face.

''Don't look at me'' Lucy ordered, ''your pretty face doesn't suit this revolting shirt''.

She leaned against Ona to hold her face before she could turn, and gave her a kiss ''you are beautiful'' she said and softly kissed her lips.

When she released Ona's face and let her hand slide over the number '19' she huffed out some air.

''But you should be happy i have a fake cock'' Lucy grumbled, ''cus i could never get a hard-on like this''.

Ona whimpered.

A cracking sound and a moan filled the room.

Lucy watched the flesh of Ona's as jiggle and groped the skin when it turned red.

''Who does this ass belong to?''

Ona groaned ''you''.

Lucy rubbed the tip of her rubber cock along Ona's wetness.

The Catalan's breath hitched in her throat ''Luce'' she chocked out.

Another time Lucy's hand found it's way to Ona's behind with great force.

''Agh'' Ona groaned, ''please Luce''.

Lucy grabbed Ona by her hips and guided her to grind against her.

''please''.

With one hand Lucy reached around for the smaller womans' centre.

With two fingers she traced her lips and collected some wetness before circling her clit.

''Fuck'' Lucy breathed out, ''so wet''.

She had problems with circling one spot at how wet Ona was, her fingers slipping away.

''Who are you so wet for?'' Lucy asked, talking in Ona's ear.

''You Lucy! you''. Ona practically cried out.

With that Lucy carefully slid the strap inside in one fluent movement.

''Merda'' (fuck) Ona moaned as her head slumped to her chest.

Lucy picked up a rhythm that she knew would drive Ona crazy, perfect for building the tension inside her quickly.

But after a few moments Lucy fastened her pace, not able to contain herself she fucked Ona hard and deep, the sight of the fabric around Ona fueling her anger.

She gave her another spanking to 'punish' Ona for wearing the shirt, but she knew it wasn't actually a punishment for Ona, which was confirmed by the filthy moan she let out.

''I'm coming'' Ona cried out as she gripped the sheets with clenched fists.

''Shit, already?'', Lucy groaned and kept thrusting.

''Lucí'' Ona said as her arch deepened.

''Fuck, come for me Ona'' Lucy said as her grip on Ona thightend.

With a loud cry Ona came.

Lucy slowly rode out her orgasm and released her grip on the girl, causing her to flop down on the bed.

The English woman shuffeld and took the strap out of the harness and layed it on the bed besides them, figuring the sheets were ruined anyways.

Lucy pulled Ona around by her shirt.

Ona looked at her with hooded eyes, wearing a content expression from her post-orgasmic bliss.

Lucy smiled, ''hi beautiful''.

Ona grinned as she took Lucy's hands, ''thought you hated it''.

Lucy scrunched her face ''the shirt; yes.. you; no''.

The Catalan smiled, ''i'll take it off'' she said as she sat up.

She stopped as she noticed reticence on Lucy's face.

''What?''.

A smile tugged on Lucy's mouth, ''i'm debating sending her a picture''.

'''Lucy!''. Ona punched her girlfriend.

She snapped out of her dream and redirected her gaze from the shirt to Ona's face. She shook her head quickly, ''sorry, i don't know why i said that''.

Ona chuckled, slapping a hand on her forhead ''jealousy''.

''I don't want her to see that pretty little fucked out face of yours''.

Ona chuckled and held her arms up, ''pull this off, we're throwing it away''.

''I'll sell it for you'' Lucy grinned, ''you didn't do all this effort for nothing, did you?''.

Lucy helped her out of the shirt and threw it so far it landed in the hallway.

''Well, that's gone'' Ona chuckled at the unreasonable attitude Lucy had, and tugged on Lucy's sportsbra ''this can go too''.

Lucy quickly took it off and got on top of Ona.

''Did i go to far?''.

''No''.

Lucy tilted her head questioning.

''I'm sure, it was hot actually, a little gross, but hot''.

''Gross?''.

''Yeah, stinky shirt'' Ona said with a disgusted face, making Lucy chuckle.

''Oh and'' Lucy said as she traced her hands along Ona's skin, ''as much as i hate it, you did look beautiful''.

Ona smirked, ''i thought the things you said were really hot'', ''i am already thinking about who's shirt i'll trade next''.

Lucy narrowed her eyes and shook her head, ''ohh you're bad''.

''Sí, soy fatal'' (i'm a baddie) Ona joked chuckling.

''Que?'' Lucy said, thinking Ona just called herself terrible.

''In spanish we call someone that's unreasonably hot, fatal, it means they're bad but it is like slang'' Ona explained, ''a funny joke, because you called me bad''.

''I get that now'' Lucy laughed, ''that's funny actually, in English you can also say someone is a baddie, same thing''.

''Really?''.

''Sí'' Lucy said, ''god, i will miss our language talks''.

''We call every day'' Ona said, frowning.

Lucy looked at her with a pouty face ''but you don't want to talk to me''.

''Luceee'' Ona dropped her head on the pillow ''I had a dinner!!'' she called out snickering.

''I love when you call out my name'' Lucy said as she ran her hands along Ona's thighs.

Ona looked up with a smirk, ''I love when you make me call out your name''.

''I think I forgot what you taste like'' Lucy said as she crawled on top of Ona.

..

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The end, not theirs.

-Keep an eye out for Feli's shirt on Ebay 😂

Feel free to give me feedback/tips (anonymously) but in a kind way is the most appreciated xx

[intheshadowsbehindyou]

This is the size difference nsfw request

Now you’re up my alley..

Mercs with a tiny Y/N (size difference NSFW)

Warning: Uhhh fire play, breeding kink, blah blah.

Scout:

- Fuck…

- You inflate his ego by simply existing within his presence. Bonus points if you’re chunky. He’ll use you as a human fleshlight on his dick. Grabbing at your tummy or whatever is caked. Bouncing you up and down like one of those toys.

- He has a high libido in general and he’ll come back after battles, full of adrenaline, ready to pump you full of his cum. He exposes himself in front of your tiny stature and his erect dick falls out onto your head. You don’t even know if you can take it because of how small you are.

- Forces his dick down your mouth. With consent of course. He’s a pussy about it at first and asks if you’re okay periodically. It’s kind of cute how nervous he is. He thinks he’ll break you like glass if he isn’t careful. You’re tight as fuck and he’s high off the arousal.

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Soldier:

- “YOUR ORGANS ARE ABOUT TO EAT SHIT, JUST SO YOU KNOW!”

- God dammit. He’s MASSIVE. A big meaty, veiny, cock is stuck out in front of you. Throbbing and already beginning to drip. You swear you could even hear the flesh throbbing eagerly. Ready to breed its mate and force itself through a hole. As you get down for him, it doesn’t matter if you’re a virgin or not. You end up bleeding a little due to his massive size.

- Loves mistreating you. Throws you on your back, pulls your hair, spanks your ass HARD. Eventually you’re forced to take in his entire girth. You could feel him applying force against certain organs. He stretches out your skin as a bulge in your tummy appears. You could feel his thrusts getting shorter and shorter.

- Yeah.. Let’s all be thankful the human body can withstand worse things. Because he unloads what could be only described gallons in you. His legs quiver as his balls empty out. As he pulls out you still feel like you’re full of something. Your lower half growls in discomfort. Soldier is mostly quiet the entire time. You’re (probably) the one whose loud. Taking him isn’t easy.

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Demoman:

- He’s telling you how small and weak and feeble you are the entire time. Laughing in-between kisses and rubbing your sides. “Ohh, look how small you are. I could just eat ya.” He growls in your ear, voice husky and all. He puts his entire weight on your body when you try to struggle or act up.

- You can feel his erection growing in his pants as he pushes against you. “Ah.. Can ye do me a favor?” He asks breathlessly, holding you down with one hand and undoing his pants with the other; “Get rid of this. Won’t ye?” He takes his dick into his hand and slaps it against your tummy once or twice. “Itse botherin me..”

- Similar to Soldier this shit isn’t easy as the porns make it out to be. Tears well up in your eyes as your body struggles to adjust to his fat cock. The power imbalance is getting him off. He isn’t against roleplaying that he’s a huge werewolf or werebear and you’re his little mouse prey. Bites random parts of your body to make it seem like he’s tasting you.

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Engineer:

- “Well now, what do we have here?” You hear a rasp, seductive southern drawl behind you in the intel room. Between the dim lights you see Engineer. Leaning against the server machines. “A little birdie told me you wanted to see me here, pardner.. What can I do for you?”

- You have to ask him to get off to you. You explain away and you can’t see a solid expression as always. But the way the team oriented lights reflect off his goggles make it look like two glowing eyes. He tips his hardhat forward without another word and pins you against the wall with one hand. Engineer is a scary dude.

- “Your little puppydog eyes could get you anything, y’know that?” He grits his teeth in frustration. Yanking on your clothing. “Off.” And you obey him without question. Feeling like you were being scolded. He lifts one leg of yours up and flexes on the fact he’s taller than you. A fist holding himself up above your head.

- “You might’ve just made the biggest mistake of your life allowing me to do this.”

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Heavy:

- He’s incredibly gentle with you. Which says a lot because he’s rarely gentle with anybody. He pets you from head to back as you lap at his dick. Puts two fingers into your ass. Even that in-and-itself is quite much. You struggle at the feeling.

- “Hm.. As i’ve suspected you’re not prepped for me.” He says. Out of all the Mercs his dick is the biggest. He purposely teases you to your edge. Pulling his hand away when he knows you’re about to cum. Next, he takes his dick in hand. “Are you sure you want this?”

- It takes you a while to get yourself used to this. Several days in fact of pure blissful agony. He tries again the next day. No matter how much lube you guys use, it’s always quite difficult. He prematurely cums with a groan one time and you were suspecting to look down and see your stomach on fire. the liquid was hot as it forced its way into your body. You’re surprised you didn’t explode from that much cum being shoved into you.

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Pyro:

- Oh great. Probably the kinkiest in terms of your height. Slams their big fat body onto you and you get crushed. Sorry.

- Play fights with you while masturbating you. Makes you feel humiliated and inferior by pretending they’re a large, bigger criminal coming to get revenge on you for a debt you didn’t pay. Straps you to a chair and crushes you with one thigh on your lap. Teases you with their detonator pointed at your face. Threatens to cook you over a spit roast like the little prey you are if you don’t listen to every word they say.

- They burn your hips and thighs by pressing matches into your skin. They have a branding iron so have fun getting a permanent tattoo just above your genitalia. Don’t worry! They’ll give themselves one to match.

- They become incredibly possessive over your small body during sex. You hear them mumbling something along the lines of “Mine, mine mine mine.”

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Sniper:

- Probably the most violent. Holy shit.

- Chases you around his camper van after you’ve poked his face to get his attention for the hundredth time. Finally pins you down on his bed and bares his teeth in your face. Due to the proximity you can somewhat make out an aroused expression on his face. That being an incredibly sleepy glare.

- “You’re just begging to get a bullet between your eyes, aren’t you? You bloody rabbit.” His voice is low, and seductive. He slams you against the pillow and then rips your shirt off. Shredding it to bits. He runs his tongue across your chest. Tasting you. “Mmm.”

- You can feel his hot breath on your face as he gently slaps your hands away from his own clothes. No. He’s gonna be the one seeing you squirm. Not the other way around. He digs his nails into your shoulders and bites hard on all your soft areas. Yes, even your genitalia. By the time it’s over and he’s satisfied with the way you’ve come, you’re covered in red marks and bruises from head to toe. Barely able to catch a breath.

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Medic:

- “Ach! I don’t have time for such juvenile needs. I’m an old man. I’m too focused on something else half the time. It will only distract me from what’s importan-“ He trails off, the sight of you unbuttoning your uniform is what finally convinces him. Be warned, Medic doesn’t start out as a lovey dovey person during the beginning of your relationship. He’s actually quite cold.

- “So you really want this?” He gives you a challenging glare after regaining himself. His hand up to his chest. As if he was testing the waters. “Fine. Prognosis: Patient is in need of sex surrogacy. Doctor’s notes?: Not surprised.” He goes over to the sink and washes his hands while you get on the hospital bed. He acts completely professional but you can see his superiority complex severely suffering.

- He pulls his gloves over his hands and spreads your legs out. Touching your genitalia and beginning to jerk you off with the aid of lube. His expression is cold and trying to focus as hard as possible. He’s no stranger to checking people’s privates but since you actually want to have sex with him it’s different. He’s trying his hardest not to let his emotions get the better of him..

- You moan at some point, and you hear a “schieße!” Leave between his teeth. He holds you still. Your small body and sensitivity is the cause of his arousal. As he continues forward, he’s slowly losing his mind at the sound of your little squeaks. It was as if you were BEGGING to be dominated by his superior strength. He finally stops and takes his glasses off angrily, standing up. “Gott in himmel. You do horrible things to me.” He hisses, bringing you closer and lifting your legs onto his shoulders as he clumsily undoes his belt. He can’t wait.

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Spy:

- Shameless. During the heat of battle he decloaks within the safety of a building and beckons you with his finger. You know him too well to not suspect this’ll result in a make out session. You happily oblige.

- You walk inside, and he immediately pins you against the hard wood. Shoving his tongue into your mouth. He has to bend over as he does this and nearly kneel because of how fucking small you are. Lifts you up by your legs to hold you at his height. “Mphh! You are quite light.” He says, setting you atop a crate.

- Leaves another kiss on your lips before taking one hand and unbuttoning his suit. Allowing it to hang there and tease you with the fact it’s not fully off. “You will see my masculine, perfect chest soon enough, mon amonur. Ohhh isn’t it just relieving to know a big, big man has you in his safe arms?” He whispers. Licking his lips.

- You whimper when he puts his gloved hand into your pants. “Yeess, That’s the noise I want to hear.” He says, caressing your inner thigh. The feeling of the velvet gloves was stimulating you more. You feel like cumming right on the spot.

[ddejavvu]

Whipped!Hangman would:

Tell everyone to "Be nice to them, or you're all dead. Every single one of you. Especially you, Big Bird." He emphasizes the last part with a point to Rooster

Let you win at pool because you look so happy when you win and he doesn't have the heart to actually win

Give you seashells he finds

Win you a prize at a claw machine. He would literally stand there the whole night and empty out his wallet if it means he gets to see that smile when he gives the plush

Give you flowers. Idc idc, he so would

Listen to you talk and talk and talk

Send you songs that remind him of you

save your contact with a little '<3' after your name

no bc around his team members he's a whole different person than he is with you, and that's not to say he's not 'himself' around you, but he knows his friends need to be threatened into good behavior so he runs ahead when you meet them with the nastiest glare on his face like i fucking dare you to act out and lets you grab his arm if you're a little nervous to meet everyone :'))

hangman is the reigning pool champion but everyone else must be super bad bc he always loses to you?? he's really not even that good at pool, you don't know why he keeps making the stupid mistakes he does... oh well! he's asked you to teach him your methods, so you'll have fun giving him pointers <3

hangman probably never collects seashells, because he's too impatient to sift through the sand for him and there's always better stuff to be doing, like chasing a frisbee, catching a football, diving into the waves is he a dog? but he always collects seashells after you're dating, he spots one by his foot and he's like woah y/n would love this. and he just sticks it right in his pocket for you, presents the little thing in his giant palm later with a smile, like here y'go darlin'. Ain't it pretty? It made me think of you.

HNNGGH PLEASE :(( penny puts in an arcade machine in the bar to make more money, and it's proooobably rigged, but you can't prove anything >:( anyways ofc hangman doesn't know this, and penny didn't think anyone would put that much effort into the machine for a stupid pink bear, but $30 later (all paid in ones) he's about to smash the glass to get the poor thing out and you beg penny to just let him have it already 😭 she's like yk what i can buy a truckload of cheap stuffed animals with that $30. sold. so she fishes it out for him and is like ohh must be bugging out. i'll fix it. take this in the meantime. and he hasn't held it for a second before he turns around and gives it to you :')) he's all sheepish like wish I could'a won it for you. Guess I just paid Penny off, huh? I hope you like it anyways. and you sleep with it every night to make him feel better, you tuck it between the two of you when you cuddle up to his chest :')

he brings you flowers all the time!!! he's a real southern gentleman, if you ask what they're for he says 'just because' or 'just for being you' :')

he has one of those expressions where he zones out while listening to you talk and you can totally tell he's not paying attention to you anymore, he's looking at you all dreamy the same way babies look at chocolate 🥹

jake hangman country boy seresin only listens to country music. that's it. he'll send you any honky tonk song under the sun if it describes a sweet, pretty love interest, if there's anything positive at all in the song he's sending it like morning, darlin. this made me think of you <3

THE <3 !!!!!!!!! rooster's the first one to see it and his brow furrows and he goes 'hangman, who is that?' and jake snatches the phone away from him so fucking fast, snapping at him to stop snooping on people, it's rude. but bradley's seen it now, and he'll be damned if he doesn't torture the info out of hangman. within minutes everyone knows hangman's got a girl, and it's only a matter of time before you're discovered <3

[theallianceofcelestials]

Sooo, yesterday's MASM episode, huh?

Why is Moonblock, Moonstone, whatever you wanna call him, the way he is? He doesn't make any sense! I'm not going to talk about anything they do in gaming videos, because that's just the VA's bullying eachother, like frinds do.

Pulling Sun along on their adventures as a way to try and bond, helping him (however reluctant that help may be) whenever Sunny goes to him for something, fixing him up during the night, while Sun is sleeping, knowing and making him his favourite cookies (once), wingmanned him a handful of times (the one where he told Sun, Roxy and Foxy to go get ice cream, which turned into the Roxy and Sun date episode, was very sweet of him) ect.

But then turning around, calling him mean names, yelling at him, hitting him, laughing and encouraging when others are jackasses to him (like when Bonnie hung him from the ceiling, and he was up there for days. crying.), joining in on when a child as a form of playing, wanted to stab him - and yeah, sure, he may be made of metal and plastic, so he would've been mostly fine if the kid stabbed him, but just like with the rabbit shooting him with fake bullets, that still hurts, - stabbing him just in general with a sword, blowing him up, letting others shove grass and weeds down his throat and jumping on him from higher and higher with more and more force (which actually could've seriously injured him. they're heavy machines, who were not made to whitstand other heavy machines jumping on them), hitting him and letting him be hit by others with a shopping cart, that half-assed apology in 'Sun Begins His VILLAIN ARC With Eclipse??!!' episode, which kind of sounded condescending if you ask me, basically going "Welp, I tried" when Sun still refused to go back "home", and all the other other sins the little space rock has, but we'd be here all night and I have to watch my bloodpressure.

He clearly wants to be friends with Sun, or at least wants to spend time with him, as I already mentioned. He wants to be close-ish with him. And he claims he likes him, just like how he likes everyone else in the Plex.

But that just feels like he said it, one so Sun wouldn't leave, and two so he doesn't have to directly tell him he likes him.

He sometimes acts almost exactly like the stereotypycal *giggling and kicking feet in the air* "My crush/bestest friend forever and meee <3", but in the most assholeish Karen way of "If A bOy PuLlS yOuR hAiR aNd Is BuLlYiNg YoU! ThAt MeAnS hE iS cRuShInG oN yOu!"

Like, "Oooh I'll write me and Sun's name together as the password🥰! But throw in someone else's name aswell, so if he ever finds out I can just say it's me and my two friends!!"

Make it make sense!

This post was meant to be about how the way everyone acted in yesterday's episode 'Sun Continues His VILLAIN ARC And Plans REVENGE...' felt heavily like it was backtracking. But I kind of got sidetracked with talking about the little space rock.

How "Yeah, I only was an ass to you and abused, so you would reach your literal breaking point, snap and go join Eclipse, so I could try and catch him. Proud of ya, or whatever I'm supposed to say, here's a plush... Still going to shoot you. Because why not." and "Ohh ya know, stabbing people is just Foxy's way of showing he loves you! Classic Foxy teehee!" just felt like some poor attempt at damage control. Same with suddenly everyone wanting to hang out with Sun, the one time he wanted to be left alone.

I'm not counting Freddy, his IQ is room temperature on good days, and I mean it in the nicest of ways. As nice as can be.

But why do suddenly everyone else want to hang out with Sun, like he's suddenly the most interesting of people. Though they're still hitting him with gokarts, insisting they need to look at something at the back of his head (a bump which may or may not have even been there), and when he rejected the idea of them looking at his head, clearly uncomfortable, they surrounded him, held him down, and forcibly checked his head and then fixed(?) it.

And then when he wanted to be alone again to cry, they still wouldn't leave him be. The rabbit actually wanted to watch.

In short, because I truly lost where I was going with this post and just started ranting, yesterday's episode felt like everyone attempting to backtrack a little, but falling back into the comfortable habits, the little space rock confuses me (what do you want?! do you want to be friends? do you want to hold hands with him in the most romantic of ways? do you just view him as a sentient punching bag?! do you just want to keep him around and fix him up, so he can do all the daycare stuff so you don't have to?!), I hate the rabbit so much, same with the gator and the fox, disappointed in the others, and Sunblock. Deserves. Justice.

[nessiandefenseattorney]

honestly fuck all you anti idiots out there

it’s not even a fucking joke anymore, like why in the name of the father, the son and the holy ghost are all of you so fucking lifeless that the only thing you do is spread hate all over the media surrounding acotar?!

“I aM AnTi RhYs He iS aN AbUsEr”

“I Am aNTi NeStA ShE iS a BiTch AnD sHe ABuSed FeYrE”

“I aM aNtI CaSsiAn hE DiDnt DeFenD HiS mAtE”

“I Am anTI FeyRe ShE bEcaMe RhYs’s BrEeDiNG mAchIN”

“I aM AnTI InNer CiRcLe ThEy aRe HyPoCritS BeCaUse NeStA wASn’T GiVen A cHoIcE iN ThE bEgiNnInG oF AcOsF”

Respectfully Shut. The. Fuck. Up. the only goddamn thing you do is yap and yap nonsense that doesn’t even make sense to those of us with functioning brains. I came on this app to hear wholesome theories about my favorite couple and post my own hc but to my surprise all I found was just hate towards anybody with an opinion.

Why do you think ppl hate the acotar fanbase? let’s work our brains for a second (I know that to you idiot haters that’s a foreign concept) Ohh Ohh! I know! because you all suck! everybody is so fucking caught up in their own little bubble of hate and stupidity that they forgot the entire point of a FANDOM, so let me explain very easily so even you dumb dumb idiots can understand.

A fandom is a community of people who ENJOY a piece of media and they are gathered on a certain platform of social media to discuss and celebrate the thing that they are fans of.

A fandom is NOT supposed to be a place where everyone is shitting on other ppl for which characters they enjoy. A fandom is NOT a place where you have to FEAR to post your headcanons because some asshole out there might send you DEATH THREATS. A fandom is NOT supposed to be a place of toxicity and blind hatred.

A fandom is supposed to be something sacred shared between people who enjoy the same thing, a place where you can express yourself through fanwork dedicated to characters who bring you comfort.

So now that we have established the concept of why we are posting what we post can we start to actually ENJOY acotar and not shit on the series and author we claim to love? because if all you do is spread hate towards the characters that make this series what it is then what is even the point of you being a part of this fanbase?

In conclusion anti fucks please go out of your room for once in your life and touch some grass and maybe who knows you might even make a friend that’s as delusional and insane as you are.

[bunnypansy]

NSFW Alphabet: Idia Shroud!

Rated R, for EXPLICIT CONTENT!

A short script about Idia Shroud's sexual preferences!

Featuring: Idia Shroud, and you!

Beware! This film contains: sexual content (obviously), mentions of (hentai, fucking machines, sex pollen, tentacles), choking, praise, overstimulation, dumbification, gender neutral reader

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

By the end of the night, Idia is a wreck- highly likely you're doing the aftercare babes. The best you'll get from him is some cuddles and kisses before he conks out.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Hands. Soft hands, rough hands, big hands, small hands, skinny hands- Idia just looooves hands. Idia likes how it feels when you run your hands over his skin, the way they feel in his hair, on his cock. He always thinks your hands look pretty, no matter what they’re doing.

Honestly, Idia isn’t sure he likes anything about himself; but at the very least, he has a love-hate relationship with his skin. Obviously he’s very pale, and he bruises very easily; on one hand he likes having your marks on him, on the other it’s very embarrassing that hickies show up like highlighter on his papery skin.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Geeze. Sorry Idia lovers but his diet isn’t very good and he definitely doesn’t drink a lot of water; it’s not tasty, pretty bitter, and thicker than syrup. The moment you start fucking he tries to change his diet and drinks more water- he feels very very bad about the texture and taste of his cum. Don’t tell him how you feel about it, he’ll shrivel up and die with shame. He doesn’t cum very much, only a couple little spurts- honestly it’s kinda cute.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Do I even have to explain this one? It’s hentai- or more accurately, hentai, doujins and smutty fanfiction. Yeah, I’m projecting, what of it? He keeps a spank bank hidden deep on his pc full of his “material”, and he buries it even deeper when you two start getting it on. What’s his favorite genre you ask? Ohh well, sex pollen, tentacles, fucking machines. If you ever find it, he’d be mortified.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

EXPERIENCE?! IDIA???? Very funny babe, this man’s only experience is his fleshlight. Chances are he’s kissed more frogs than people, and don’t even get me started on sex. You’re going to have to guide this hot mess through every single step, buckle in baby.

F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

There’s two! If you’re pegging him (yeah I’m bringing it up this early), he prefers doggy style; this way he can muffle his noises and hide his face pretty easily, bonus: your strap/cock almost always hits his prostate at that angle. Now, if he’s the one putting it in you, he likes the cowgirl position, this way he can put his hands all over you and watch your expression all while doing very little work. Most of all, Idia prefers positions where he can stay still and just take whatever you do to him, pillow prince vibes for him.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Not at ALL. If you make a joke during sex, chances are Idia won’t even catch it because he’s too deep in the moment. God forbid you laugh about something, Idia’s delicate pride will be injured forever. He’ll need to stop immediately so you can reassure him that you still find attractive and no, you weren’t laughing at him- even then he’ll still need to stop for the night to reassure himself.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Alright sports fans, this is the one you've all been waiting for… yes he's got little fiery pubes! I think he's got a happy trail, and he's the type to not shave so don't worry about it disappearing. Like I said, he doesn't really shave, but if you two are regularly fucking, he'll trim and clean it regularly.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Idia is a very very insecure man, he needs lots of reassurance and care. Maybe it's not all intimate, but there's never a moment that you think Idia doesn't love you. When he gets really needy, he'll pull you closer and bury his face into your neck, whimpering right into your ear.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Man is horny. Hooooooorny. I'd say he jerks off at least once a day, with or without you guys regularly fucking. Idia is basically always in his room and on the internet, so if he feels the need he'll just pull up some good ol porn. The way Idia masturbates is almost frantic, humping into his own hand and whimpering- he's wayyyy too loud. The only obstacle is that he has to shoo Ortho out of the room to go do something else.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise: Is this really surprising to anyone? Idia is a delicate man, getting praised for anything makes him a little bit squirmy, but hearing it from you? He can't manage to say anything to you during the act, but his favorite thing to hear is "good boy".

Hair pulling: Idia's got a lot of hair! It's easy to your hand in it and yank hard, earning a cute little moan from him. Use his hair as a handle while you fuck him from behind please (:

Choking: Listen. Grab Idia by the throat. His eyes roll back and he drools all over himself- if you choke him out before you get started, it'll get him brick hard in a second.

Bondage: guy is a rope bunny. A lot of his kinks are about giving up control, considering Idia has played adult a lot of his life, and bondage is the number one way to give up control.

Blindfolds: Again, blindfolds are a great way to take away control and Idia likes being a little surprised by what you're doing!

Overstimulation: Idia loves when you make him cum so much it hurts, so much he goes stupid, so cute ((:

Dumbification: We all know Idia is anxious, and a sex is a great way to turn off his brain! He's heard that he's smart all his life, tell him he's a good, dumb boy and he'll melt into a little puddle of cum

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

BEDROOM. Sorry freaks, you cannot take this guy outside, he's too domesticated; he'll be way way way too freaked out to get or stay hard. Don't put him through this.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Praaaaise. Kill me for being repetitive, but Idia is most motivated by your words of praise! No matter the position, Idia is mostly here to serve you. He wants to hear how good he's making you feel, and how good he's being!

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Idia is incredibly turned off by degradation. Mental illness does enough of that for him, and even if you claim that your harsh words don't reflect your true thoughts, Idia just can't shake it off; it eats him up at all hours. In the end, degradation would really just erode your relationship.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Idia is giving pillow prince. For one, his big sharp teeth make it awfully hard to give head without shish-kebabing your bits, most people don't wanna risk that and especially not Idia. Second, Idia just makes the prettiest noises while you suck him off, why would you wanna do anything else? He drools and wails and nearly sobs like you're sucking the soul out of him- it's a sight to behold.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

If Idia is the one setting the pace, you'll have to get used to his somewhat erratic thrusts. He goes rough and fast in short bursts, then slows to a crawl- he's not trying to be a tease! He just gets overwhelmed so quickly…

Now, if you're the one doing the work, you'll quickly find that Idia prefers to start slower, then work up to a much faster pace- go too hard too soon and he'll cum early, and that's just embarrassing! Well, for him anyway

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Idia is horny with a capital H, so he won't mind a good quickie! Never expect it outside the comfort of your own home, however, if you get needy out in public that's between you, your right hand and the nearest bathroom.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

I think Idia is rather open to experiment? As I said, he's low on experience and reads some kinky material, so he's likely to try anything once as long as they don't violate the three Ps (Public Places and Piss)

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Idia is here for a good time, not a long time. Sort of. To be clear, Idia is very sensitive and he's not going to last very long, but! He can go many rounds. Each round might be about 20-45 minutes, but he can manage at least 5 before he gets overstimulated, and even then, he's happy to keep going.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Before you two were a couple, Idia already owned a couple of toys, notably: a pocket pussy, and a butt plug he got to experiment with, but has been too scared to use. However, with some gentle nudging, you can get him to expand his tastes! Idia might not enjoy using toys on you, he's never quite sure what to do, but pleeeease use toys on him. His favorite combination is a 6-inch, studded vibrating dildo and a vibrating cock ring, drives him absolutely crazy.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not at all, really? He's a bit too eager for that, he wants what he wants, and for the most part, Idia does not want to delay getting dicked down.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

So loud. Gag Idia Shroud for the sake of your neighbors and eardrums. The man while whine and whimper while you suck him off, he moans so loud while you fuck him. Idia finds it humiliating and tries to stay quiet, but he's just so sensitive

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Idia cannot manage to take a single flattering nude, sorry guys ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ I think he somehow always makes his dick look scared in his photos

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

7 inches, don't think there's much of a size difference from when he's soft or hard. His dick is veeeeery pale, with an almost mauve-ish tip; no birthmarks or anything, but really prominent veins. #1 member of the leaky cock gang, he gets wet very fast and very easily.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Idia is incredibly horny, and getting together only makes him Worse™. He'll probably hit you with a "u up?" At least twice a week, if not more. However, Idia gets very anxious about seeming needy and puts off asking you until like midnight.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Pretty quickly, I think? Idia will knock out pretty quickly after you two finish up, he's not much of a physical activity guy. He does like some pillow talk after sex- mostly you reassuring him that he did well, that you enjoyed everything and that you still want him; but that's only going to last five minutes before he falls asleep. Clean up can happen in the morning!!

That wraps up our showing for today folks!

I hope I wrote Idia okay? He's not really my cup of tea so it was hard to think of things for him. Hope this quenches your thirst!

[ultimateyapper]

anyway, here's wonderwall. | chapter one

[ chapter 2 ]

were you truly mentally prepared for what would unfold in hotarubi? it couldn't be any worse than having a gun to your head right? despite the late hour, it's nearly impossible to get what taiga said out of your mind.

there's a mole.

but why would there be a mole at darkwick? who would it be? someone you know? a friend? how does taiga even know this?

there's officially too much on your mind to get any sleep.

yawning, you turn over to pull your phone off the charger. it was cute with an adapter shaped like a cat paw. the smile kaito wore as he handed it to you was full of pride. he said he got it "just because". it was clearly a lie after luca suggested it was consolation for skipping out on training but it's funny remembering how red he got afterwards. it was a sweet gesture but how does he expect to pay off his debt if he keeps buying things "just because".

the screen lights up and after blinking away tears from the initial brightness you read the time. ten minutes after midnight. maybe there's something interesting on wickchat? there wasn't a lot of time to check during the last mission.

eventually you make it to your messages. only a select few people are active due to the late hour and kaito is one of them. you can see him typing in your group chat. the one he made after the mission in frostheim. you temporarily left the chat while talking with taiga. although, in all honesty, trying not to get killed by taiga would fit better. you had texted him more than 10 minutes before you came to his room. yet still a gun was pointed to your head for the third (maybe fourth, you were losing track) time that week.

with complete and utter seriousness he claimed he "didn't know any honor student".

how many times did he expect you to introduce yourself exactly? you considered being a smartass and just saying a fake name. instead you decided to move, slowly so you didn't set him off, and show the texts.

suddenly the blonde started spamming the group chat in all caps, lighting up your phone with vibration after vibration. something about getting his point across to that dumbass, who you're assuming is probably luca. in hindsight, you could've just turned notifs off but when taiga was clearly starting to get pissed off you went with the quickest option. upsetting the guy with a machine gun for a special artifact isn't exactly at the top of your to-do list.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

im surprised to see luca up this late

the conversation comes to an abrupt halt. three dots circle at the bottom of your screen followed by a cat emote waving hi.

( kaito ✮ )

hiii : D

i added you back earlier btw i dunno why you left but it was probably an accident right??

wait sorry did i wake u up

mb 💔💔

( Lucas Errant )

I suppose it is a bit strange, yes? My conversation with Kaito must have made me lose track of time haha

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yeah you're usually knocked out lol and dw kaito i was already awake : )

( kaito ✮ )

ohh ok lol

i can't sleep either

( Lucas Errant )

You can't? I thought you said you were going to sleep because I was boring you.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

lmao

( kaito ✮ )

bro you were talking about fun facts and shi

ofc i was nodding off

( Lucas Errant )

My apologies. I assumed because of your life at home you'd be interested in it.

( kaito ✮ )

no not really

( #1 peekaboo fan )

wdym?

( kaito ✮ )

he was telling me about farm life as if i didn't get enough of that at home

( #1 peekaboo fan )

wait you grew up on a farm!?

( Lucas Errant )

I'm really interested in the culture. In the U.K I took horseback riding lessons but I've never seen any other farm animals in person.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

ooo that does sound fun

pigs are really cute

( kaito ✮ )

bruh

you would take horseback riding lessons

( #1 peekaboo fan )

you didn't like it there?

( kaito ✮ )

i mean... i liked being able to help my grams.

she's older so she needs that support

but in any other scenario??

nobody is getting that muddy for free

like you won't say that when you have a bull sprinting at you full speed

( #1 peekaboo )

this visual... 💀

( kaito ✮ )

bro 😭

( #1 peekaboo fan )

nah but fr

luca if ur interested you should volunteer at jabberwock

it's not the same but it's close

haru could use the extra help

( Lucas Errant )

Working with anamolous creatures would be an interesting learning experience. I'm not familiar so one day if you're free?

( kaito ✮ )

wait

( #1 peekaboo fan )

YESS

i'll show you everything i know ^_^

( kaito ✮ )

just the two of you?

( Lucas Errant )

I'm glad! I'll be available tomorrow during advisory. We have the same class right?

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yeah I'll meet u and we can go from there!

it's a date :3

( kaito ✮ )

WHAT

( #1 peekaboo fan )

u coming with?

( kaito ✮ )

yeah I'll come

( Lucas Errant )

I do worry if this is suited for you Kaito, but if you feel up to it I won't stop you.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

yea u don't like getting dirty right? you don't have to if you don't wanna

( kaito ✮ )

no it's fine i'll just try not to get anything on my uniform and

...keep an eye on him

( #1 peekaboo fan )

what

( kaito ✮ )

nothing.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

right so

see y'all tomorrow

im gonna go to bed

( Lucas Errant )

Yes, me as well. I wish both of you a good night's rest.

( #1 peekaboo fan )

seriously get sleep kai or im going to get you

( kaito ✮ )

promise? 😳

JK JK

gn

an emote of a cat waving goodbye signifies the end of the conversation. that's that you suppose. haru wouldn't mind right? he did really need the help. he's impressively good at what he does but you can't help but feel that he overexerts himself. maybe before you go you should text him to—

"meoww!!"

you nearly jump out of your skin. below you a soft yet prickly sensation is revealed to be a cat, pawing at your leg. the cute little thing is an orange cat with light spots along it's body and tail. as soon as your attention is fully away from your phone it jumps on your leg making you laugh.

it makes no complaints as you scoop it into your arms and cradle it close. it's a bit surprising to see one of the campus cats being so cuddly. they're friendly but very independent as chancellor cornelius had said. most of them don't linger for long, always busy with something else. this one is is a bit smaller though so maybe it was still new to the school.

the vibrant orange of it's coat of fur is reminiscent of the cat who fixed your window. where did that one go off too?

you finally lay down for the night. the warmth from your new companion lulling you to sleep as he settled on top of your chest.

in the morning you'd call haru to let him know you'd found some extra help.

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

ii s3 liveblog

I'm a bit sad rn so sorry if my reactions are bad this time

1 - I'm not supposed to relate to Balloon am I. y'know. the guy that did something bad in the recent past and now everyone hates them even though they're trying to change.. sigh. wHAT? h. how is he here?? HOW IS SHE HERE??? ...does MePhone look different from how he was in the first half of s2? it's been a bit since I watched that but I swear there's something different about him. oh, new intrthe island is alive. warp pipe.

2 - yup sure :) 👍 right okay BOW is glitching now. something to do with chairs and maybe she lost her memories? she was obsessed with chairs before she died, so..oh fuck I'm taking as many notes as Cabby huh

3 - oh I thought I had something to say about this one. sorry

4 - if the floor gets eliminated, how will that work? .yo WHAT is going on with candleMUMBO JUMBO CATCHPHRASE ... I. I don't think that's what polishing a screen does.?

5 - what if Box wins lol ..oh. wait there was no formal elimination, I guess that got replaced with Box being pulled this episode

6 - them ,,,,,they,both of them,, the cool(s) -> ☯

7 - well call me a camera because [screenshots the auras file]. . . . . . . . . . a. ..nobody knows about this joke yet but if I had a- uh. nickel. for every time a series I know about had a character named Bow with trigger words, I would have two nickels. which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice what is going on with Bow and chairs. HEY MARSHMALLOW TOO?? yes I will keep doing this strikethrough bit

8 - oh fuck I just realized. "iii" as in Inanimate Insanity Invitational but also as in 3 (roman numeral) because it's season 3. also just based on the title I have a bad feeling about this episode (<-half-right??) wait WHAT. MePhone what the fuck does that rnean. whhaaAAAA- oh. agdjhk s ghdclod damn it the commercial is pLOT RELEVANT. hhhhey quick question. how uh. how do we know that everyone's back in the right body..? like. there were some characters who weren't onscreen after they all died again. uhh

9 - th. this episode is probably not like. actually worse than the other ones or anything. but, with the bias I had already formed because I distrust people with the name of the one this episode is a collab with, some stress I was already feeling today before even starting this liveblog, something Balloon said at around 9:14, said pre-liveblog stress making me associate the whole "animation machine" thing (which is seen as bad) with something I like but everyone else hates, I personally have nothing good to say about it.

10 - why is Cabby gold. oh it's whoever has the Immunity Cookie. wait did Cabby forget about TBD because her file was burned??

11 - bat? pokemon. the game you're thinking of is pokemon. wait did he say backstab HOW DOES HE KNOW CANDLE SAW BETRAYAL?? ..yeah I was wondering how that would work

12 - I knew it. I knew Cabby would forget stuff that isn't in a file! urghhh can they Please vote out silver spoon already. he's not gonna WIN, right?? sorry. but I don't like him.

13 - oh the intro reflected Bot's change in appearance. neat! nononoononoNONOONNO GAUhokay. listen I know it's probably not going to happen but I really want YinYang to win. and holy shit that "for the rest of your life" was foreshadowing.

14 - okay off to a start that makes me want to punch something. okay. okay. it's not a real ad. good. HUH HE GLITCHED holy shit, damn uzumaki lookin rooms what is this /positive(?) ☯ 👈 GRIAN INSTINCT (which. to be fair, mood). p u r p l e . PURPLE ACKNOWLEDGED. WHAT WAS THAT! ohhh what the hell. you fuck off this INSTANT you silver shitface. ohh I hate him. I hate him more than I hate Cobs. ..does Cabby not have parents? SPLRINGY IS FAKE. SPRINGY IS A ROBOT OR SOMETHING MADE BY COBS I'M CALLING IT NOW. please please please kill the spoon kill the spoon plEASE- ARRGHHH

15 - seeing as the next episode has Blueberry in the thumbnail and is called The Great Bluish Bake Off, I have a slight prediction on who will win the rejoin. wait what. yeah I'm gonna be honest I don't think it was murder. NO NONONOONO DON'T NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO WAUGHHH,,,,,

16 - why....why am I finding Nickel so relatable. w h a t . now I've never had oatmeal raisin cookies, but I don't think they're the Number One Cause of global warming. I know it's a cartoon and awHAT THE HELL HE JUST DIED

(between 16 and 17) m. MePhone knows. MePhone knows what's going to happen when the season ends, doesn't he? that's why he doesn't want it to. that's why he's desperate. but the question remains, what does he know that the viewers don't?

17 - wait this episode is from 10 months ago. is- is the series not over? damn it! I prefer to binge watch stuff so I don't forget while waiting for new episodes. oh don't even fucking go there. 14:01 FUCK OFF.

(between 17 and 18) y'know I was trying to watch this to ESCAPE all the drama and discourse everyone hates me for. this just feels personal at this point. but hey, who cares about me, right? onto the next damn episode!

18 - there's another 4 under that 4. are they all 4s. ohhh noooo, what an inteeense moooooment. wow it's really fucking difficult to care right now.

19 - again final episode so I'll break this into sections. kinda

..,.Cabby..I think I understand a bit more about my own..situation because of Cabby. wait wait. "built" to? BUILT to?? HMMMMMM 4S is still here?? what ??? ? well at least the one that YinYang wanted to win won..!

and that's season 3 huh.

well. that was kinda filler? tbh?

and the message in episode 17 sucked- ..eh. hold on. I'm getting too angry over some discourse. I need a break from typing this.

okay after like half an hour I realized something. they were trying to win an award. I like AI art, but I don't think it should ever win any awards in competition with human art. the two are fundamentally different. I don't think there should be any competitions that have both, especially high prestige ones. that line at 14:0whatever was too far though.

my opinion is that human art and AI art are both art. but they're VERY different forms of art, and should probably be kept that way.

overall I liked the season. sure, YinYang didn't win and episodes 9 and 17 are...like that. but it's not that bad tbh.

probably gonna watch the rest of s2 tomorrow, but for now I just want to play minecraft.

[satureja13]

After a while, the Boys didn't even bother to put their uniforms on, like the protocol demands. The communication system is broken, so there's no one to judge or punish them. Skully continued to sing eerie space songs. This time: The Carpenters - Calling Occupants Of Interplanetary Craft

'And please come in peace, we beseech you Only our love we will teach them Our Earth may never survive So do come, we beg you

Please, interstellar policeman Oh won't you give us a sign Give us a sign That we've reached you Oh do'

Jeb broke the spell by asking: "So, why are Vlad and Ji Ho wearing the same sleeping shirts? You wore them long before you even bonded." Vlad shook his head and started to explain: "No. No, no. It's not just Ji Ho and me, we..." Jack cleared his throat and interrupted him: "I guess it's time to tell the real story behind these shirts." *He waved at the others to gather closer* Jack: "It was the time when we still lived at the Space (Balls) Bar & Grill & Residence - Sai, Vlad and I. Just a few days before Sai dragged Ji Ho in. We'd been very poor then, even more than now. Sai and Vlad had their jobs beside school, so I was responsible for the rest. (Editor's note: Jack is referring to the happenings from Chapter 1. If you want to read about how they met and came to live together - it's -> here)

Jack: "Barfolomew, the owner and our caretaker, just came back in. He sniffed the food I was about to cook: 'Ohh, great - you're already cooking. I'm so hungry. Thought you're still busy with the laudry.' The laundry! I'd totally forgotten about that! You know, when I'm hungry - I'm hungry." Sai: "We all know that, Jack." Jack: "Yes, you do. Because you know me so well. And love me nevertheless. Can I go on now?" Sai just snorted a laugh and waved dismissively at Jack to continue his extended version of the happenings... And why not? They have nothing else do out here anyway.

Jack: "So I grabbed the laundry and went outside to start the washer. Vlad had already told me he ran out of shirts so I started the machine with the black clothes first." Sai shook his head: "That's so you. He told you he ran out of shirts and you still forgot... But, to be fair, you prospered a lot since then."

Jack: "I was confused because I forgot which program I had to run for the black clothes and that was when Barfolomew sniffed again and yelled because my Mac and Cheese started to burn... *Sai groaned something that sounded like 'omg Jack'* ...a bit..." Sai shuddered: "That must have been around the time when we started to eat sandwiches, I guess..."

Jack: "The droid in the backyard had mercy and told me which program to choose. Remind this for later."

Jack: "The washer was finally running and I ran back to the kitchen. This was going to be a long evening..." Vlad became impatient because he wanted to know why Jack, his best friend, didn't tell him the truth about a simple shirt: "This is going to be a long evening - where is this going, Jack?" Jack: "This would be going much faster if you wouldn't interrupt me all the time!"

Jack: "The droid cackled and beeped something after me which I didn't understood at this point. So I wished him a nice evening too and went inside to resume rescue my Mac and Cheese."

Jack: "So I cooked, we ate and then I played some Sabacc with Vlad... and then Vlad said: 'I can't believe you already finished your homework.' and I said: 'Dammit!' "

Jeb: "Let me guess: you forgot about the laundry?" Jack: "And about my homework too - you know me so well, my dear friend." Jack: "When I went to the yard to hang up the laundry, I found all the clothes ruined because that little droid scum made me choose the hottest program... He was clever enough to scoot off before I could dismantle him like his friend we'd turned into a grill after he broke. Which was probably the reason he told me me to choose that wrong program - revenge for his friend... In hindsight it should have made me suspicious that he always hung around that droid-turned-grill and made weeping sounds..."

Jeb: "Oh my..." Sai: " You can say that out loud for the people in the back! We were so happy when Ji Ho moved in and gave us some time to breathe." Jeb gaze went to a point in the far distance: "I thought the same when I went to the rooftop to ask him out for prom. He stood there, hanging up the laundry..." Sai and Vlad stared at Jeb... Jeb: "Eh sorry." But there's no way denying what Ji Ho means to Jeb.

...to be continued

TMI: Karen Carpenter from 'The Carpenters' was a drummer! I do not know about many famous female drummers. That's awesome. Sadly she died at only 33 years old.

From the Beginning 🔱 Underwater Love 🔱 Latest

Current Chapter: starts ▶️ here Last Chapter: 'Here comes the Sun' from the beginning ▶️ here

📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 23-29

Oh my, I've been wanting Jack to share this story for years! I thought Chestnut Ridge or Selvadorada would have been a good opportunity for some story telling at the campfire. Or at their new home in Tomarang. But it had never been the (right) time for it. And even I was surprised. I only learned about the whole of it when I took the screenshots the day before yesterday. And that's the reason why I'm still so hooked. There's so much I still don't know about them.

[savemeafruitjuice]

Tickletober Day 1- Anticipation

Okay, here we go! I don't think I'll put gifs or pictures for every day, because I'd run out pretty quick, but we'll see!

Lee: Leo

Ler: Donnie (kind of?)

TW!: SWEARING!

"Ahem! And now, I present to you.. A new chair!"

Leo gasped, running over to where his purple brother stood, and ran his hands over the fabric on the new invention Donnie had just given him. "A chair! Ohh, now I don't have to wait for Dad to go to the bathroom to use his!"

Donnie smirked, hands clasped behind his back as he basked in his twin's approval. Well, the chair had a liiittle more to it than meets the eye. Donnie watched as his brother went to sit, then brought a small purple remote from behind him.

"Oh, Leo. As you know, I like to go above and beyond to make my gifts exceptional. Hence, I have added many features for your comfort." Leo, already leaned back in his seat, eyed the remote with curiosity.

"What kind of features? Oh! Can I recline it like Dad's?" A short chuckle came from the tech genius, and he pressed a button. Soon enough, the chair did infact lower, so that now Leo was facing the ceiling. "Yes, among many other additional things. With this baby, comes two cup holders, a foot rest, and.." he trailed off, having demonstrated each of the things he listed off. "a massage option."

The sword-wielding teen sat up, the chair rising with the click of a button to follow his movement. The leg rest went back down, and the slider noticed the mechanisms in which his legs were in. There were slots that each limb laid in, along with a smirk from his brother. All of a sudden, something was triggered in the machine, and the slots were now shut with his legs in them, along with more latches on the sides of his shell.

"I have specifically designed the chair to your assets, as well as sensors to detect movement. In a moment, I'm going to turn it on. It is very very important that you completely relaax. Two 'very's." A quizzical look overtook Leo's face. He tried to lean forward, but his shell kept him firmly in place. His legs were immobilized, and it seemed all he could move were his arms and head. The slider looked to the other. "Hey Donnie? How come I can't move?"

"The chair is designed to be as relaxing as possible. Therefore, once it is on, you won't need to move. Here, allow me." Donnie flipped a switch on the remote, and something shifted in the leg area of the contraption. It was now that Leo had become more conscious of his twin's body language. Don was acting.. strange. Like he was keeping something from him.

His suspicions were interrupted as padded metal came into contact with his legs, and it was now that Leo realized that the "massage" wasn't really planned to relax him. Eughhh boy.

"Wait- Donnie, no. You- you can't do this to me! I'm your hermano, your brother!" He tried to pry himself out with his arms, but it was no use. The blue-themed turtle looked at his brother with pleading eyes as panic settled in.

"Whatever do you mean? I'm merely trying to provide comfort and happiness to my oh-so-lovable brother." Donatello held up the remote, moving his finger excruciatingly slowly towards another button.

Leo panicked, trying to do anything that would result in his escape. He couldn't retract into his shell, he couldn't pull his legs out, and he was 90% sure that Donnie wasn't planning on releasing him just because he asked. Well.. 10% means he still has hope, right?

"DON! Donnie please, I'll do your chores for a week! Don't do it!"

Donnie only chuckled. "Oh Nardo, I'm afraid there's nothing you can do." His finger lowered the rest of the way, switching something that was sure to bring hell to his brother. Leo just about screamed as an unbearable tickling sensation shot through his entire body, the entirety of his legs being pressed into in light, circular motions.

"GyahaHAHAHAH!! OHOH SHIHIHIHIT!"

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There we go! I know that there's really only t-wording at the end, but the theme was 'anticipation', so worry not! There will be more!

I got the idea for this a little bit ago. One of my childhood friends had a leg massaging chair, and the memory just recently resurfaced. My first thought was, 'Oh yeah, Leo would absolutely die if he was forced into one of those.' so yeah! I'll put a picture of what I mean below.

Happy October!! 🎃🎃🎃