#boyyyy is FEELING THINGS

[spiltcandycoatedpunkblood]

i can never stop laughing because nelvana tintin looks so normal with his eyebrows as usual but when he's concentrating or angry his eyebrows go insanely downwards and large like oh my gOD i know he's feeling something intensely but the DIFFERENCE from his casual and relaxed state to just such a state of focus or anger

[7th-inningstretch]

HES ALIVE

[pactpunk]

ON BLOOD MAGIC

[super-done-dead]

frustration

[writersdrug]

HII there!!! I have this idea on my mind but it’s smut. Ghost comes back from a mission AND BOYYYY is he hungry. Fucking readers cunt so bad they can’t walk for days 😞 Rest of it is up too you! 🫶����🤗

I apologize for how long this has been sitting in my inbox holy shittttttt

MDNI 18+

Simon is ALWAYS hungry for you after a mission. Being the brooding, dramatic man he is, constantly reminding himself that the phone call he had with you the night before may have been his last one, that the kiss he shared with you before he left might be the last, tender exchange he'd ever get... It gets him riled up at night, laying on his back in the bunk underneath Johnny, trying so hard to stay quiet as he fists his cock to the picture of you he keeps in his helmet. He'll have it tucked into the bottom of the cot above him, biting the flesh between his thumb and pointer finger, whimpering as he jerks himself off with a tight grip, hips bucking towards the ceiling as he imagines you, bouncing on his cock, your arms wrapped around his neck and your lips gracing the shell of his ear as you whimper and beg for him to help you cum.

So... yeah. As soon as the word "dismissed" leaves Price's lips after the debrief, Simon's already thinking about ruining you. His girl.

You don't stand a chance when he comes through the front door, and neither do the biker shorts and Simon's large shirt that you're donning. The words "Welcome home, baby" don't manage to escape your lips before he's crashing into you; grabbing you by the waist and yanking you against him, dropping his duffle bag by the closet and kicking the front door shut behind him. He doesn't even bother to take off his shoes before he grabs you by your thighs and hoists you up, trapping you against his firm chest, your now-sensitive nipples rubbing through your shirt against the buttons and pockets on his uniform. He swallows every one of your moans as he carries you off to the bedroom, one hand curled under your ass and the other cradling the back of your head. His tongue licks and explores every part of your mouth, familiarizing itself with the taste of you. You.

He wastes no time - he's waited weeks to have you, and he won't wait a second more. He drops you onto the bed and towers above you, ripping your shorts off and ignoring the protesting whine that leaves your lips. "Missed you... missed you, pretty thing... had me fuckin' my fist like it was your cunt... need ya right fuckin' now..."

He kneels at the edge of the bed, grabbing you by your ankles and yanking you closer to him. Your legs get thrown over his shoulders as he snaps your panties off with one finger, tossing the fabric somewhere behind him in the room. He pulls his balaclava off and grabs your hips, leaning his head down and inhaling deeply. The scent of your sweetness sends blood rushing straight to his half-hard erection, and he exhales with a pained groan, a man starved of the perfect meal for weeks. He settles in between your thighs and starts at your clit, tongue gently working through your puffy folds until it catches on the bud; slow, careful licks around it, worshipping it, coaxing it to life, before he wraps his lips around the poor thing, your moans and shivers fueling him on. He sucks carefully, his eyes fluttering shut as he feels it twitch between his lips. His fingers tighten around the soft flesh of your thighs as you jerk against his mouth, your own gentle fingers tangling in his short, blonde locks and tugging, your voice begging him for more, please Si, more, more...

He noses at your clit as he licks down, tracing your slit back and forth a few times with his wet, hot tongue. He pushes it in and groans against your cunt as the tangy, sweet, addicting taste of you floods his senses. The warmth, the taste, the feel that he'd been craving since he left. He sticks his tongue further in, dragging it against your slick walls that pulse with each flick of the wet muscle. He readjusts himself, pushing his hips against the end of the mattress as he sends quick, short thrusts against it. He moves one arm to hold you down by your waist, using his free hand to run his thumb over your clit, rolling and flicking it back and forth, focusing his mouth on your core. He doesn't miss the way your hips cant upwards with your approaching orgasm, his own high not too far behind as he drowns in the sound of your pleading and whining, and the occasional squeak you let out when he goes back to sucking your clit between his lips.

Your fingers curl tightly in his hair, making him moan greedily from the pain - the vibrations against your cunt, his tongue sliding in and out and all around your hole, his thumb flicking back and forth over your sensitive bud - it all sends you over the edge, screaming out his name as your thighs lock him in place, back bowing off of the bed. Simon loses himself, cock hard and twitching as he grunts and thrusts his hips against the mattress, his abdomen tight and his eyes screwed shut as he spills into his own pants, chasing the aftershocks as he rocks forward, moaning needily all while he continues to lap and slurp up your juices, not wasting a single drop.

Eventually, you squirm and push him away, complaining about the overstimulation. He pants, mouth hanging open as strings of his spit and your release connect him to your pussy. He stares at you; sweat clinging to your skin, your breast under his shirt, rising and falling with each breath you take. Your eyes, glossed over, staring back at him, as a blissful smile settles on your face and a giggle escapes your lips. "Missed you, Riley."

Oh, that does him in.

He braces himself against the bed and stands slowly. Your eyes fall to the bulge in his pants, a wetness clinging to the fabric where he's still rock hard, painfully hard. He's got weeks' worth of pent-up need, arousal, desire... he tears his shirt over his head and begins hastily unbuckling his belt, staring down at you as you bring your knees up and spread them apart, your glistening, twitching hole on display for him.

"Not done with ya yet, dove."

I wrote this in ten minutes, my fingers just couldn't stop, holy shit-

[hier--soir]

take your medicine

pre-outbreak joel miller x f!reader

rating: explicit, 18+ minors dni summary: *tv sales advert voice* so you've been finding it hard to reach orgasm? lucky for you, our best-selling item "hunky boyfriend joel" is on sale at half price. shipping is free, and he is very determined to help you achieve your goals! call the number on your screen to buy now! OR your medication makes it difficult to orgasm so joel (and your vibrator) help make it happen. warnings/tags: set in the early 2000s aka early thirties joel my lover boyyyy, boyfriend joel, depression [nothing dark or sad], anti-depressants, brief discussion of food/eating, cigarette smoking [f], soft!supportive!joel, mentions of masturbation [f], unprotected piv sex, use of a sex toy, ride 'em cowgirl (1939) dir. samuel diege, cream pie, dirty talk, joel talks you through it. word count: 2.9k masterlist a/n: so this one is.... self-indulgent. shout out to all my friends on anti-depressants that are strugglin' to reach orgasm. me too, pals, me too. and there will be no medication shaming on this account, no there will not! so happy sunday, i hope someone else out there enjoys this short little thing with me x follow @hier--soirupdates if you'd like to be notified when i share my writing

Medication is a journey, they say. Every day will be different.

Medication is not the end all be all, they say. We can always try different avenues.

Six months on, now.

Six months since Let’s try the Zoloft for a few months.

Six months since We can reassess in April.

It’s June and summer has settled over Austin with a hot wet vengeance. April came and went with a mutual agreement that you weren’t ready to be weaned off yet. A gentle hand on your forearm and a softly spoken Why don’t we check in again in July?

A low dose. A starter dose. A you shouldn’t experience too many side-effects dose.  

And she was right – for the most part. There were no headaches, no nausea, no dizzy spells, no changes in appetite. That shallow, low mood that’d been haunting you for months suddenly began to lift. Begrudging exercise in the afternoons, a three-meals-a-day regiment implemented by your boyfriend, and a happy little pill with every morning coffee.

But fuck – you can count the number of orgasms you’ve had since January on one hand.

Countless nights spent alone in your bed, tangled betwixt sweaty sheets, fingers and forearm cramping until you finally give up. Drink a cold glass of water, wet your face, and go to bed frustrated; a routine disappointment.

You’d gotten lucky a few times, of course. Vibrator on the highest setting possible, pussy all puffed up and numb from the rough speed. Frustrated tears in your eyes, lightheaded by the time you finally feel that sweet sweet relief coursing through your veins.

A few times with Joel, too, in those first few months. And ignorance was bliss—quite literally—until he caught onto what you’d been doing.

“What was different tonight?” he’d asked you on one of those nights, laid out beside each other in his bed. Chests heaving, satisfied smiles spread across your faces.

Your hand had paused against his head, fingers twisted up in his sweaty curls, and you hesitated. So quick, the briefest pause before trying to play it off, but he caught it. Always too perceptive, too watchful of an eye; especially since you’d been diagnosed.

“What’s wrong?” Joel frowned.

“I… didn’t… my…” you’d mumbled, face tucked against his pillow.

“Can’t hear you when you do that,” he pressed a kiss to your shoulder. “Baby?”

“I didn’t take my meds today,” you repeated, voice still low, still wary. But you could tell he heard you. Knew from the way his body stiffened beside you. From how when you looked over his smile had dropped, eyebrows pinching inward. 

For a moment he didn’t even say anything. He hardly breathed. And then—Darlin’, why would you do that?—so painfully soft, the faintest tinge of worry in that deep, rasping voice of his. 

“I don’t know,” you sighed, and something hot began to burn behind your eyes. Wet, pinching shame. “Just… I woke up and I wanted you. And I wanted it to feel like it used to for us, and I can never… you know I can’t finish when I’m on them, and I hate feeling like I’m disappointing you—”

“Baby,” Joel shook his head, strong hand cupping your jaw. His forehead knocked against yours; a tender but firm kind of insistence. The type that says look me in the fucking eyes and listen up. “You’re not disappointin’ me.”

“Joel,” you sighed, face hot, foreheads tacky where they pressed together.

“No,” he grunted. “I fuckin’ mean it. This stuff takes time, okay? We’ll figure it out the way we always do. Just… don’t do that again. Please.”

“I won’t,” you murmured feebly, nose smushed against his.  

“Promise me,” Joel had urged you. “Promise me you’ll take your medicine.” 

“I promise, Joel.”

You kept strong on that promise. Didn’t get frustrated when he’d stay over more nights than usual, or drag you back to his place in the evenings – all just to watch you pop that little white pill in the mornings.  

It brought out something new in him, the day you’d showed him the prescription. Like some instinctual protectiveness was unlocked and he just kicked into hyperdrive.

Cutting work early to drive you to your doctor’s office, cooking up different meals every night for dinner.

Most days you wake up alone in his bed; wipe the sleep out of your eyes as you wander downstairs. Let him nudge you into a chair at the table, beside Sarah, so he can set identical bowls of cereal in front of the two of you—his girls. Hell, if you had a dollar for every time that man has said Breakfast is the most important meal of the day in the past six months, you’d have more money than you could spend.

Joel didn’t even get mad when you started smoking again in May.

Didn’t bat an eye when he found you at two in the morning, sat on the back porch in one of his sweatshirts with the smell of tobacco staining your fingers.

“Been a long time since I seen once of those in your mouth,” he’d smirked, settling onto the stoop beside you.

“I’m sorry,” you grimaced, remembering how proud he’d been when you quit. He rested his head against your shoulder, eyes watering with a yawn.

“S’late,” he grumbled sleepily. “N’you smell now.”

“I’m sorry,” you’d repeated, stamping the cigarette into the concrete. “Today was just… hard. Couldn’t sleep.”  

“S’okay,” Joel told you. “Just don’t like it when you sneak out on me, yeah? You know I ain’t judgin’ you.”

The only thing that frustrates Joel, is that he comes, and you don’t.

And it’s not a frustration with you. No, it’s a hot faced guilt that spreads through him every time you fuck. Evident in those frantic touches, desperate pleas of your name, of tell me what to do, tell me how to help, of fuck I’m sorry.

Because you still want him, despite it all. Still can’t help your wandering hands, your fingers that tease back his bed sheets and then his boxers and coax orgasm after orgasm out of him, night after night.

Tonight, you thought, would be no different.

Covers strewn across the end of your bed, pillows askew, you sit astride his lap.

It’s hot; the AC in your apartment has been broken all week, and your thighs are tacky with sweat where they press against his skin. Everything wet – sweat in your hair, slick between your thighs, the soft squelching sound that raises with every press of his cock inside of you.

“Fuck,” Joel pants, hands tight against your waist. “I can’t—goddammit, I’m not gonna last, baby.” 

“It’s okay,” you moan, eyelids heavy as you rock your hips over his.

It’s late, and you both have work early in the morning, but the burn is so good like this. The heavy weight of him reaching so far, pushing the limits of what your body can take. For years it’s been your favourite way to fuck him; poised above his body, admiring the way his stomach tightens and his eyes roll when you sink down on his cock.

“What can I do?” his voice is strained, the veins in his neck bulging as he holds his breath – anything to stave off the impending high.

You only whimper pathetically, grinding your hips into his. Can feel everything in your stomach knotting up into a white-hot ball.

“Hey,” Joel urges, hand landing in a soft slap against your outer thigh. “Talk to me.”

“I don’t know,” you cry out, shaking your head. “It’s right there, but I…”

“But what?” he murmurs, hips snapping up again.

“I don’t think I can,” you finally admit, eyebrows drawn tight in frustration. Your lower lip is bitten raw at this point, incessantly gnawed at by your own teeth. His grip tightens on your hips and he drags you upward until his length slips out, falling against his stomach with a wet smack.

“C’mon, tell me what you need,” he says quickly, and you’re sure that the desperation you see in his eyes is mirrored in your own. Pupils blown round and fat, endless black—pleading.

You stare down at him for a moment. Watch the way his chest heaves with harsh, stilted breathes. How little dots of sweat have gathered at the hollow of his throat. And fuck, you want it so bad.

“Top drawer,” you exhale roughly, pointing to the side table.

Joel doesn’t question the order. Doesn’t say a word as he spreads a long arm across the bed, yanking the drawer open and shoving his hand inside. You watch him rifle around for a moment, pulse increasing as you wait for him to find what you want. What you need. And you can tell when he does; his shoulders stiffen and he lets out a choked sort of sound, pulling out the black wand and shoving it into your hand.

“Show me,” he says, eyes wild.

Your finger drops down against the button, turning your hand to show him which one to press.

“There’s four settings,” you murmur, slipping it back into his palm.

“Does this normally help?” he asks, grunting softly as you grip his cock, notching the tip back at your entrance.

“Sometimes,” you sigh, sinking down, sucking in the heavy weight of him. “Can still take a—a little while.”

He presses the button tentatively, watching as the rounded head of the wand starts to vibrate. Spread open around him, he can see your swollen little clit so easily, and he lowers the wand to press against it. Your body jolts forward, mouth splitting open with a groan as heat flares through you. Your hips stutter against him instinctively, chasing that intense feeling, and he looses a gravelly moan at the feeling of your wasted cunt squeezing around him.

“Look at that,” Joel grunts, dark eyes trained on your face. That wicked pink tongue slips out to wet his lips and he nods in encouragement. “I know, baby, I know it’s a lot, you feel good?” 

“Yes,” you gasp, jaw going slack as you settle into the feeling. “Fuck, yes, it’s good, it’s good.”

It’s nothing you’ve ever felt before; nothing your past boyfriends had ever been comfortable enough to try. It has the muscles in your thighs tensing up already; the thick press of his cock paired with that unrelenting, almost overbearing, vibration.

“Can feel it,” he hisses out, head tilting back into the mattress.

“Yeah?”

“Mm,” he nods, expression grim. The muscle in his jaw twitches. “So fuckin’ tight like this. All wound up, y’need it so bad, I know.”

You moan, eyelids fluttering as he presses the button again, notching it to a higher speed. You lift up slowly and then press back down over him, and the two of you groan in unison. His free hand falls against the curve of your ass and he squeezes, encouraging you to rock against him, starting up a steady pace.

One of your hands settles on your chest, fingers twisting and pulling at your nipples. You need more, always more, something, anything.

“Look so fuckin’ good like this,” Joel mutters, and you can tell how fucked out he is already as he watches you. Dark eyes glazing over, mouth hanging open deliriously. “My pretty girl, so damn good for me.”  

Your heart stumbles in your chest and you whimper, appreciation for him flooding your senses. He’s been so close for so long tonight already, teetering precariously on that edge but holding off for you. Fucking you into the mattress before pulling out and tucking his face between your thighs, doing his damnedest to get you to that same place. Urging you to get on top, to take what you needed, to use him to get yourself off.  

“I love you,” you mumble breathlessly, eyes pinching closed as something sharp starts to tingle at the bottom of your stomach.

“Fuck, fuck,” Joel snarls, hips snapping upward.  

“What ar—” your words cut off with choked moan as he clicks the button again, and then again, taking it to the highest speed. Your shoulders shake and you tilt forward a little, hand gripping his shoulder to steady yourself.

“Joel,” you cry out, chest heaving and stomach tightening.

Your fingers wrap around his wrist, searching for something to ground yourself against. That firm press against your clit doesn’t falter for a second, and you let out a rough moan.  

“Good,” he grunts. “Good girl, give it to me.”

The muscle in his bicep spasms and strains beneath the skin, everything pulled taut as he keeps the wand pressed firmly against you. And it’s almost painful, the way you can feel your high coiling inside you, burning, but never quite reaching fever pitch the way you need it to. 

A symphony that builds and billows and writhes within you. Sloping swells of violins and cellos and trumpets. Up, up, up to that shattering crescendo you just can’t seem to reach.

“Joel,” you mewl, and there’s tears in your eyes, on your cheeks. Hot, fat tears that stain your face now, dripping from your chin to splatter against his chest.

“C’mon now,” he grunts, hips shifting up off the bed, meeting you thrust for thrust. The stretch of his cock is so wide, so deep, and every shift of his body punches the air from your lungs.

“I don’t know if I can,” you shake your head, stomach on fire. The vibrations are so intense, the speed so fast, you can feel your clit going numb beneath it. But Joel doesn’t pull away, doesn’t stop the fast pace of his hips. The muscles in his abdomen twitch under you, tan skin glistening with sweat.

“You’re so close,” he goads, jaw tight. “Don’t fight it, baby.”

“Stop moving,” you beg then, your voice a high keen. Joel stills instantly, wary eyes darting across your face. He doesn’t pull the vibrator away though. Not yet.

“Fuck,” you cry out, hand firm against his stomach. “Just let me-just—”

Knees on fire against the bed, you grind your hips down into his. Gasp as his cock presses hot and heavy against something deep inside of you that sets your entire body shaking, vibrating against him; buzzing at the same high-speed rhythm as the wand between your legs. You rut against him again and again and then something pulls tight and hot at the base of your spine.

“Oh, fuck,” you gasp, eyes widening. “Oh god, Joel, I think—”

“Shh, I know, I know,” he moans. A bead of sweat rolls from his hairline to his chin. “You’re okay, let it happen.”

“Touch me,” you say, breathless and needy and so so desperate. “Fuck, please.”

Joel groans – a deep, guttural thing. A sound that comes from somewhere in the base of his stomach. It rattles your bones and has your fingernails digging into his stomach, and then his hand is on your chest. Rough fingers squeezing and stroking and pinching and you’re gasping, keening his name as he whispers frenzied words of encouragement and it’s building it’s building it’s building and and and—

Everything goes silent when you come. It’s all blurred vision and deafened ears; an intense ache in your jaw from the way your mouth hangs open. You can feel a vein in your neck, raging beneath the skin; a staccato rushing sound that echoes inside your head.

And you think you can hear Joel’s voice, somewhere beyond it all; Fuck, there it is, good girl, good fuckin’ girl.

When your eyes flutter open, you can only see Joel’s face swimming in your vision. His eyes rolling back, lips parted as he snarls your name.

“Fuck,” he spits. “—yeah, that’s it, there we fuckin’ go.”

You feel his cock kick inside of you; fast jerking spasms and then a warm rush as he starts to come. Your hand wraps around his, pushing the wand to the side of the bed, but he doesn’t fucking stop. He grips your waist and fucks up into you, spitting curses and warbled slurs of your name as he pumps you full of his hot spend.

It’s obscene – a mix of your come and his, squeezing out around his girth and smearing against the inside of your thighs. It pools around the base of his cock and you whimper at the sight, swollen cunt still tightening around him. Only when you start to sag down against his chest does he rest, his thighs twitching and tensing with the aftershocks of his high.  

Joel raises a hand, calloused thumb brushing the tears from your cheeks. Then, carefully, he grips the back of your neck, guiding you down to rest against his chest.

Your shoulders slump and you press a lazy kiss against the jut of his collarbone. And for a moment there’s just this. No sounds but that of heavy breaths and a soft buzzing, forgotten somewhere in the sheets. The swipe of his fingertips down your spine, your lips against his salty skin. A gentle tap against your waist and he’s slipping out of you with a sigh, but not letting you pull away, not letting you move from where you’ve collapsed directly on top of him.

“Missed that,” you slur sleepily, fighting to keep your eyes open.

“Me too,” he mumbles. “Did so good. Made me proud.”

“S’that right?” you smile against his skin.

“S’right, baby.”

You hum, dragging your head up to press a kiss against his mouth. Both of you so exhausted that it’s just a brief, lazy swipe of your lips, but it’s enough. It’s thank you.

“Shower?” he suggests softly, smiling up at you.  

“Or… cigarette?” you respond, eyebrows raised, teasing.  

“Watch it,” he smarts, laying a quick smack against your ass before nudging you off of him. He stands and holds out a hand to help you off the bed, tutting underneath his breath. “Although I guess you’ve earned it.”

a/n: in hindsight, idk why the fuck i wrote that it took them six months to try this but what can you do lmao.

thank you for reading! x

[81folklore]

heaven - PIASTRI - part 5

pairings: oscar piastri x private!reader (fc: gracie abrams)

summary: australian adventures of yn and oscar

type: social media au (smau)

authors note: IM BACK WRITING MY FAVORITE ANGELS!!! ive been feeling slightly more motivated so i thought id just continue a story instead of creating a new one (at least whilst im in this slump) i do hope you enjoy!!

heaven masterlist masterlist

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oh australia how ive missed you and your gifts 💫

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user3 whats the best gift australia has given you??

yourusername oscar!!! liked by oscarpiastri

user3 SHUT THE FUCK UP WHATTTT?!?!??

user62 i feel SICK THEYRE SO??

oscarpiastri oh my goddd

oscarpiastri 😍😍

user4 you cannot separate oscar from that emoji

yourusername not even i can😕😕

oscarpiastri you can pry it from my cold dead hands

user81 that dog is so stinking cute

user22 yess but that dress is GORGEOUS

user5 right shes sooooooo pretty liked by oscarpiastri

user88 australia is the one whos lucky!! liked by oscarpiastri

user67 like they are being blessed with the yn ln

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oscarpiastri i do!! its true!!

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my favorite lady in my favorite place

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user18 SHE IS HIS FAVORITE LADY OH MU GOD😭😭

user17 AND HIS FAVORITE PLACE IS HOME😭

user24 oh my god she is gorgeous liked by oscarpiastri

user84 i will never ever get tired of them

user28 i hope theyre in love forever and ever liked by oscarpiastri

user55 oscar liking this comment☹️☹️

yourusername my babyyyy

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oscarpiastri 🩷🩷

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the day you entered my world you changed my entire view on life and myself, you help me find love and happiness in things i never expected and showed me how to appreciate the smallest things in life.

sometimes i wonder if im being selfish, how can i be worthy of all the love and time youve given to me? surely there is someone more deserving, someone who needs everything youve showed me more? i think about what i must have done in a past life to be gifted with you and then i wonder if we are destined.

maybe i dont deserve you in this life, maybe i dont deserve you in a thousand other lifes. but i believe we are meant to be which means for every universe we dont find eachother, we find eachother in a hundred more

im so glad we found each other, i dont know if i deserve you but i promise i will cherish and appreciate you the way i have done for 6 years and the way i will continue to love you for as long as this universe allows and then i will love you even longer in another

six years used to feel like forever but now ill never have enough time, happy anniversary lovely

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oscarpiastri you continue to help my heart keep beating

oscarpiastri i didnt think love was real until i found you

oscarpiastri we will find eachother in every universe i promise

oscarpiastri you are the prettiest and most lovely person i have ever met and you deserve everything and more

yourusername my good looking boyyyy🩵🩵

user29 i have no words i cant comprehend what im reading

user10 i feel so violently ill they are so sweet

user62 my parents everyone!!!

user53 is that an engagement ring?!

user33 wait pause

user5 theres no way right??

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you’ve impacted my life in more ways than you will ever know and im so thankful that i get to love you for all eternity, you have such a beautiful soul and i can’t believe i get to hold it

happy six years and to a lifetime more

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yourusername you are so so incredible

yourusername i dont know how many other ways i can say it but i love you

oscarpiastri i love you too

user66 they are sooooo

user7 oh my gooooood i am a puddle of tears

user56 you just dont get them like i do

user32 anyone else sad we didnt get a long caption like yns was beautiful

yourusername oscar said more than enough in his letter☺️

user43 OH MY GOD HE WROTE HER A LETTER😭😭😭😭

user3 six years.. six damn years and they are still so in love

user48 guys are they engaged or not😭

yourusername not!! we are still young and exploring ourselves and the world and we are still grow into better people. we didnt want to rush when we still have so many things to do but we will when we know we are ready🩷 liked by oscarpiastri

user65 i didnt know it was possible to love two random strangers so much☹️☹️

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[sunny-flake]

wait omg analysis time bc I am LOSING my mind

I wanted to start with these two, because in the broad image they are looking at each other

In HW, only one song is played ever, and I feel like he may be a bit lost on trying to join in, and is looking to Four for help. Four has notices this, but doesn't understand why he's looking at him. Probably?

LEGEND. LEGENDLEGENDLEGEND LEG. THE LAD. Excuse me as I just- OMG HES USING ONE OF THE LA INSTRUMENTS ANAKAMSKKFJRJJDJD

Aside from that, he looks OVERJOYED to be able to play one of those instruments, and is just having a wonderful time. Good for you bud :)

These two made me laugh, bc I know that Twi had to probably go off onto the woods or something and come back to join in the only musical way he knows. To which Wind, who probably here still knows Twi & Wolfy as two different people. Confused small bean <3

SKYYYYYY THE BOYYYY!!!! In past comics, Sky has said that playing the harp helps remind him of Zelda, and whatever they are playing seems to give good memories

ALSO ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT THE WIND? Throughout the peice there seems to be wind going to the left. You can see this especially in Hyrule. But for Sky, ONLY HE, has a strong wind going to the right. Not sure what that implies but it's cool

I know I've already seen a few things talking about time and how he has the Zora guitar from MM, which I do think it's cool because it implies that Time still has the MM masks on him.

Not much to say about Hyrule, except for the fact you can see the wind I was talking about earlier, and I like the fact that he's playing a recorder, not a Flute, a flute would've gone to the side

Finally we have Wild, who is instrument-less and the audience XD

Petition to have Wild get out a bunch of stakes and some mallets and just be percussion in the bg lmao. No other words here

I imagine the Spirit of Cadence of Hyrule Link is smiling down of everybody

[fredwkong]

Fucked Silly

You didn’t think much of what he’d said at first. He was just a Grindr hookup, and tops will say literally anything. The message didn’t even crack the top 5 weirdest things you’d been sent. But still:

“Gonna see you fucked silly.”

It was so specific. Okay, maybe you looked like a bit of a dummy, with your sturdy muscles and habitual smile. But you were getting a doctorate! There was nothing silly about a PhD in Historiography.

“Gonna see you fucked silly.”

You looked at the message one last time as you waited rang for him to unlock the door of his building. You rolled your eyes. Bullshit tops.

But as his fat cock penetrated your hole, you started to feel weird. Your thoughts started to slow down and drift away. “What’s… happening?” you groaned as he bottomed out.

“You’re getting fucked silly, like all the other guys I top,” the top told you, and shifted inside you. You felt his cock rub up against your prostate and some of your thoughts popped like shiny, glittery soap bubbles.

“Noooo,” you moaned, shocked at how slutty your voice sounded. “I don’t wanna be a silly boyyyy.” You were smart, right? You were getting a Historo— Histrio— His— a big degree!

“Yeah, you do,” said the top, starting to fuck you harder. “You wanna be a silly bottom boi with big juicy muscles.”

“I’m moooore than a joocy muscle boiiiii,” you moaned, caught between bliss and horror as your whole body lit up from the fucking. More and more of your thoughts, memories, and knowledge slipped out of your grasp and vanished as he kept on fucking. You tried to hold onto things like your high school math class and your favourite show, but they vanished so fast you forgot you’d ever known them.

You felt your brain getting lighter and lighter as everything inside it dissolved and went away. As the top’s rhythm broke down with approaching orgasm, you moaned wantonly and fucked back into him, desperate for stimulation as the last of your smarts vanished.

The top came, and the sensation of him filling you up with his cum ripped away everything that you had left. You spurted all over the bed with an empty-headed groan. The sight of all the globs of cum on the sheets suddenly struck you as hilarious, and you started to laugh. “Huhuhuhu…”

The top pulled out. “Another happy customer,” he said, patting you on your broad back.

You twerked back at him, feeling empty. You flipped over and grinned up at him. “I wanna go dancingggg,” you whined in your new dumb, slutty voice. “Let’s go partyyyyy.” You were just a dumb, airheaded himbo with bouncy muscles and a goofy personality.

You’d been fucked silly.

[lionhanie]

boynextdoor playing minecraft! (ot6 hc)

what happens when boynextdoor starts a minecraft server?

word count: 1.2k i think

genre + warnings: crack LOL, cursing, written in lowercase, typos

a/n: this is so stupid LMAO. (i was playing mc earlier whos gonna match my freak)

reblogs ↺ + feedback always appreciated!

featuring… sungho as numberonecatdad! riwoo as LeeSanghyeok! (he didn’t know he was making his username when he made the account. literal full government name out there)  jaehyun as myungj4e! taesan as GiantMountain! leehan as 212121_! woonhak as xxBlockBeastxx2006! (he made it in 4th grade. says he keeps the name for the nostalgia he doesnt know how to change it)  

→ Join Server?

☆ sungho: the builder

i feel like sungho wouldn’t really be interested in playing mc “seriously” but BOYYYY get him into creative and he’s locking the hell in. ik he does NOT play when it comes to building The Ultimate Spruce Wood Base

he got sick of seeing jaehyun build dirt huts as shelter in their worlds so he took on the role of being the MAIN BUILDER… main vocal? yeah. main builder is his TRUE calling. but i genuinely think he’d be good at it LOL his attention to detail is insane

making entire mansions in survival except he doesn’t even collect the blocks himself. he just waits til people come home with them and he steals them for his builds

In the chat… numberonecatdad: who made this farm by my house 212121_: me and riwoo 212121_: y???? numberonecatdad: … LeeSanghyeok: wjats wrong with it :( numberonecatdad: it’s … so bad LeeSanghyeok: it took us 2 hrs to make btw 212121_: okay but it works numberonecatdad: HALF THE CROPS ARE TRAMPLED numberonecatdad: stay away. leave this to me

the next day its a full fledged farm. windmill in the background. beautiful fields of potatoes and wheat surrounded by a pretty fence. flowers adorning the whole thing. true masterpiece 

☆ riwoo: the noob

i think he’s not really the type to play games like mc. like give him tiny tower or something and he’s at like 400 floors.. neko atsume? he got all the cats unlocked. but MINECRAFT? idk i feel like he’s just 🙂 when he plays bc he has no idea what’s going on

everyone will be off adventuring on their own.. minding their business.. and then there's a death message in the chat saying riwoo died to something so incredibly random. everyone is just like ??? bc wdym you died to a berry bush

the members think its so cute how he’s just… there for the ride! but they can’t help but mess around with riwoo because he is truly lost  & blindly trusts everything they tell him bc he doesn’t know any better

In the chat… 212121_: riwoo stand right there LeeSanghyeok: why 212121_: ima show u a cool easter egg LeeSanghyeok: okie ^_^ LeeSanghyeok was squashed by a falling anvil. LeeSanghyeok: wat was the easter egg LeeSanghyeok: i dont get it xxBlockBeastxx2006: LKSJKJFHKJSnfd;sf GiantMountain: oh riwoo GiantMountain: if u left click u can pet the bees and they heal u LeeSanghyeok: rlly? thats cool i wanna try myungj4e: DONT DO IT LeeSanghyeok was stung to death. numberonecatdad: leave that poor boy ALONE

after that, riwoo learns to be cautious of the maknae line.... he just stays with sungho collecting flowers for his builds or lighting up the caves jaehyun explores and running from the mobs :,)

☆ jaehyun: the miner

jaehyun is definitely the type to go straight to mining when you start up a new world. the second everyone sees "myungj4e has just earned the achievement [Acquire Hardware]" they KNOW he's clocking into his full time job in the mines bye

it’s 30 mins in and he has half a set of diamond armor to his name and they’re like ?? bro we just started can you be fr rn… if any of the members ask for materials he won’t do it unless he’s getting something out of it (don’t tell anyone but he made riwoo a set of diamond tools when everyone is still using iron 😍 true romance i think)

lowkey everyone is convinced he has x-ray installed or something bc of how good he is at mining

In the chat… numberonecatdad: can i get three diamonds for a new pickaxe myungj4e: lmao NO  myungj4e: wat do i get in return numberonecatdad: how do you live in a dirt shack and have diamond armor GiantMountain: embarrassing.... myungj4e: okay making fun of the less fortunate now??? numberonecatdad: ill build u a house if u give me diamonds myungj4e: k fine  xxBlockBeastxx2006: OH BUT WHEN I ASK FOR DIAMONDS I DONT GET ANY

at the end of the day tho... he's lowkey a blessing bc if he's feeling nice enough he will hook u up with ANYTHING u need. the boys are spoiled w the way jae's chests are FULL of iron whenever they need it

☆ taesan: the fighter

unironically i think taesan would just be . oddly good at pvp. it’s like one of his random talents LOOOL "good at mc pvp" on his resume LOUD AND PROUD

like you load up into bedwars or something and he’s wiping out teams before you can even get yourself a proper set of armor. its lowkey attractive idk

in your survival world, he’s always instigating fights with the other members in hopes that they’ll want to fight. literally no one can kill him. he can probably 1v5 and still win

In the chat... myungj4e: WHO TOOK THE DIAMONDS FROM MY CHEST WHILE I WAS OFFLINE LeeSanghyeok: it was taesan GiantMountain: …what are u gonna do about it bro. huh. they’re mine now.  myungj4e: bro that was like a full stack. it took me like 3 hours to get them. where the hell are you  GiantMountain: why? you wanna fight for it? GiantMountain: whoever wins keeps the diamonds xxBlockBeastxx2006: oh ur cooked hyung myungj4e: OK DEAL myungj4e was slain by GiantMountain using Diamond Sword.

the way u can hear jaehyun RAGE through the dorm walls brings a smile to taesan's face bc he KNOWS he stays undefeated when it comes to pvp

☆ leehan: the troll

i think he’s similar to riwoo in the sense that he doesn’t rlly know whats going on but once they start their server you know DAMN well he’s looking up Top 15 BEST Ways To ANNOY Your FRIENDS in Minecraft! on youtube.,.. fucking loser (hearts in my eyes as i write this)

they’re usually harmless ones, like filling up jaehyun's chests with junk or renaming sungho's cat to something stupid like “Poopy Fart” or moving all of woonhak's cows from their pen

but ohh… if you piss him awf BADDD i think he would do some DIABOLICAL damage to the world. like imagine taesan is Also Trolling and he kills leehan before taking all of his stuff and running away into the distance. things would be quiet… too quiet…. until next thing u kno theres a whole trap waiting for taesan the second he walks into his house 

In the chat… 212121_: taesan do u still have my fishing rod GiantMountain: ye lol 212121_: can i have it back GiantMountain: LMAO GiantMountain: no 212121_: i think theres a creeper in ur house  GiantMountain: WHAT  GiantMountain was killed by magic while trying to escape 212121_.  numberonecatdad: LOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLLLL GiantMountain: when the hell did you set that up 212121_: >:)

OKAY YES he spent 46 minutes following a tutorial on how to set up a death chamber full of the WORST potion effects ever ... but it worked so he's sitting at his monitor feelijng like an evil mastermind

☆ woonhak: the sweat

he is like the only one i imagined actually PLAYED minecraft growing up. he unironically enjoys watching minecraft streams too LMAO much like jaehyun, i think woonhak goes straight to mining in survival. except rather than /just/ mining, he’s literally trying to beat the game 

he's usually off on his own doing something but ngl .. i bet he's a backseat gamer when he see's someone doing smth wrong. let's say he's out exploring w riwoo and he's falling SO FAR BEHIND he doesn't know how to sprint he will literally walk into his room to show him how to run

bro probably watched Ender Dragon Speedruns growing up idk i feel like he’s determined to beat the world record (he won’t, but he will definitely try) 

In the chat... xxBlockBeastxx2006 has just earned the achievement [The End?] numberonecatdad: ? 212121_: ?? 212121_: is that what i think it is myungj4e: ../?//???? ?  ??? LeeSanghyeok: wat is that LeeSanghyeok: whys the achievement purple GiantMountain: r u fr rn 212121z: LMAO tryhard alert... xxBlockBeastxx2006: yooo chill we can always respawn it dw myungj4e: HOW DARE U KILL THE ENDERDRAGON WITHOUT US myungj4e: UR FAKE AS HELL xxBlockBeastxx2006 has been banned from the server by myungj4e

woonhak doesn't talk to jaehyun for the rest of the night (he's unbanned the next day, but they force him to restart so he isn't absolutely STACKED)

taglist: @onedoornet @dongminz (ty saki for supporting me with my bonedo mc thoughts LMFAO) @gluion @icyminghao

© lionhanie 2024 ; all rights reserved!

[l3o-lion]

whooop whoop !!!! Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency is my new hyperfixation !

My boyyyy....... (adult (british) man)

i was drawing this while watching the show with my mum for the first time (for her, it was my second watch) and felt a bit cheeky showing her this as a wip knowing its from the very last episode of s2 hehhe-

progress shots under the cut after some rambling!

The process of making this was a bit different to my usual process - First off I actually started by adjusting the colours of the reference image, this made everything a lot easier and somehow felt less cheaty than editing the colours after i was finished with the piece, even though its basically the same thing just flipped. Then the main process was basically the same as usual, although I used a different brush than my usual beloved Habook Canvas rectangular brush. But while finishing the rendering of this piece I actually, for once, used a brush with a soft edge to smooth some edges out and sharpen other edges! It made a world of difference in making the piece feel less like one of those "make your photo into a painting" filters and more like something I had actually made that i can be somewhat proud of. :]]

i checked the project time in procreate and it says 22 hrs hehh- That is not a testament to the skill it might take to make a painting heavily relying on a ref image (without tracing) btw. Don't feel too intimidated by my slowness to try this if you want to!! I believe almost anyone could do this with way less practice than you might think, especially if you have a digital art program with a liquify tool to make proportional adjustments easier.

(liquify saved my ass- as you'll notice in the 2nd image where dirk looks weirdly buff due to wonky proportions)

Also im gonna begin reading the book as soon as my library has it, probably like within a week :]

[bbokicidal]

I cant believe im finally sending this ask because i was hypnotized by ur pfp for the last 10 mins and omgggg that virgin minho is making me really really REALLLLLY look forward to Wednesday when we get to see virgin bin 😫 HOWEVER.... im trusting u with this thought bc,, i need u to see the vision......

Virgin skz ....

Chan: absolutely admits outloud that hes a virgin and is proud abt it 💀 u gotta suck his dick behind the bleachers rq

Min: u already wrote him but hes so hooooot

Bin: coming soon 👀

I feel like hyune is the type to wait for his 'true love' and make it all sweet and soft and then the second time u have sex hes fucking like a porn star bc hes pent up 😭. Han is shy and nervous but he wont. Stop. Staring. At you like fr and its a sexy stare too gdjsjjs. I think u alr wrote virgin lix and it was 💯 fr. Virgin mong mong.... listen he acts like hes not a virgin but u know its a straight up lie bc hes shaking when u so much as brush his arm 😭. Omg and innie....confident virgin. U try to make fun of him for it and hes like "oh yeah? Well i wont be one if u just fuck me already" LIKE BOYYYY

im handing the mic over tho,, what do u thing abt virgin skz 👀 🎤

okay lots to unpack here hehe - first off, isn't my pfp so sexy? (it gets a lot less sexy when u click my profile and it says googey under it LOLOL)

second - ty for trusting me w this thought omgggg!! okay lemme write out some lil blurbs for the boys...

virgin!chan : absolutely not ashamed of it. genuinely think he would be the type to be like "yeah im a virgin, what about it" like he doesn't think its a big deal, he doesn't get why people feel ashamed or pressured into having sex at a younger age. he also doesn't really get why being labeled a virgin is a bad thing. it's just a word. (but like he will absolutely get sooooo shy when he asks you to suck his dick for the first time)

virgin!minho : just wrote it but I wanted to add that I think he hides his virginity by being so openly touchy w you like he CANNOT keep his hands off your waist honey sorry not sorry.

virgin!binnie : can't spoil anything bc I'm writing him Wednesday but I will let you in on a little secret : he's a whimperer.

virgin!hyunjin : he absolutely will wait for the one. like he genuinely wholeheartedly believes in true love and he wants to wait til he finds that person to do anything, and he's like. not ashamed of it either. he's never felt pressured to do it before or felt guilty for not being experienced. he's just excited for that day to come, whenever it comes.

virgin!jisung : I think he's such a flustered baby when it comes to you directly confronting him or calling him hot or something. like he'll be practicing choreography and you'll go "ooooh, jisuuuung~" while fanning yourself and he'll have to step out because he can't breathe from your reaction. but the staring? oh absolutely, babe. he's got a bad habit of like. sitting and staring at you while you're talking with the group. but the longer he stares, his head starts to tip down and his eyes get a bit dark, and he's staring now bc he's imagining what you look like all blushy and sweating and moaning-- (aka horny virgin)

virgin!Felix : yeah p sure I wrote this but one thing to add; I genuinely don't think you would ever be able to tell if lix is a virgin or not because he's a massive fucking loser in a sexy ass body and he's a constant flirt. he makes flirtatious jokes, winks, sticks his tongue out, body rolls, is touchy - he's literally just horny with emotion for everyone so you wouldn't even be able to tell he's never stuck his dick in anything other than his own hand.

virgin!seungmin : oh I have thoughts. I'll make it short but I think Seungmin's the type of virgin to like. not make it known that he's inexperienced but he does get a little shy when the others bring up him being a cutie and being inexperienced and yada yada. but in front of you? he's playing it cool and never bringing it up. also - yes. def the type to get a little shy and flustered any time you touch him. (do you remember that video of Hyunjin getting all shy when (can't remember who it was) the lady touched his arm and he like curled up where he was standing and was all giggly? that type of shy hehehe)

virgin!jeongin : slut. no other words needed.

[zomb-rabbit]

Toby x reader, INTENSE smoke session.

/hj

- Sun

YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THAT'S WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUTTTTTTT (i kept the nsfw stuff separate for u dwdw)

CW ; drug mentions and use in this bad boyyyy

[ NSFW ] 🪓 Toby Rogers x gn!reader having a smoke sesh sfw + nsfw headcanons

SFW:

he is SUCCHHHHHHH a giggly guy when he's high

he has so much energy built up that he tries to keep under control during the day, when he's high and his anxiety and tics aren't as prevalent it makes it much easier for that extra energy to slip out in lil giggle fits at either absolutely nothing, or you doing something as little as dropping something you were trying to pick up

bros a cutie patootie

the one (1) time he will willingly actually lock tf in and stay completely still is when he's watching one of those 3 hour video essays

eats them up

if you're one of those people that gets antsy and needs to be doing something, he'll just kinda watch you all wide eyed

think how a dog looks at you while it watches you cook and is waiting for a treat

no matter if y'all's relationship is platonic or romantic, he is a snuggle bug when he gets sleepy

he doesn't mean to !!! you guys are just both on the couch and this movie is kinda tiring him out and ohhhhh noooooo his head is in ur lap whatever will he dooooo

hes just a clingy cutie patootie i love him so bad

NSFW:

NEEEDYYYY

he's so desperate for you and with his anxiety being more tame he is MUCH more likely to just let his thoughts loose

sit on his lap and kiss along his jawline, let his hands softly kneed at your hips while he tells you alll his thoughts about what he wants to do to you

he'll toss his head on your shoulder, tied between embarrassment and need for you as he pants and tries to grind his hips onto yours, his brain foggy while he whines out pathetic pleas for you

"j's lemme touch you,, look ss-so pretty, s'good babes,," with him lazily kissing at any part of you he can reach

loves when you ride him because it means he gets to watch himself disappear inside you, accidentally leaving little crescents on your thighs where he's been grabbing at you

he gets a lot louder- much more open to full blown moaning over his usual whimpering

aka PRIME time to suck him off

will play with your hair if you do- for as long as he can ofc, poor thing gets overwhelmed easy when he watches how pretty and desperate you look trying to make him feel good

[starz-4-mel]

PLEASE don't give up on shifting..

/ᐠ > ˕ <マ

For all of my fellow silly shifters that are feeling demotivated.. DONT GIVE UP PRETTY PLEASEE </3

But seriously, please don't. You found out about shifting for a reason, we live in a world where magic and stuff doesn't exist (you can manifest it to exist tho <3) which, by the way, is so BORINGGG, anyway uhh of course people wouldn't believe in shifting at first, but you gave it a chance, and oh boyyyy was it worth it !!! It may seem impossible, but actually? Nothing is impossible! You can shift to ANYY reality at all! Nothing is unrealistic because there are infinite realities with infinite possibilities.

Another thing, please don't overcomplicate shifting. It's really that easy as people on this app say.. Yeah, your brain is used to not believing such a possibility, so you need to persist! Persist, and you'll get everything you ever wanted and more !! (Positive, desired stuff ofc <33) You ever heard of that one phrase thingy "Anything is possible if you set your mind to it!" THEY WEREN'T LYING !!!! <333 Simply persist, and you'll get your desires !!!

Hearts from Mel <3

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Can I ask for more soft headcanons of Helen as a boyfriend? I need more of Helen please

Yesssss that's my boyyyy I love Helen so much, thank you for this I missed him. I hope you enjoy :)

The longer Helen is dating you, he starts to notice a habit developing inside him. In your early days of dating, you'd offer to sit near him quietly while he does his art, and he'd accept on the condition that you don't bother him too much. Oh, how the times have changed. You'd gradually start talking to him more, and he'd start gradually talking to you more too, and now Helen can't finish an art piece unless he has you by his side telling him about your day, or anything at all you want to ramble about. He's become conditioned into needing your presence while he does any art, which is crazy to him because younger Helen before he met you would be aghast at the thought, but the longer he dates you the more he wants to be around you at any chance he can get. You energize and inspire him, and he finds that he loves any art he makes beside you to be his best work.

Started doing pottery recently as a way to branch out and learn more things, and he tries to make stuff for you all the time. It all started when you pointed out a really cute mug you'd seen online that was out of stock, and with his newfound pottery hobby, he offered to try and make it for you. After it was painted and fired, you were just so extremely excited about it, so giddy and bouncy, something switched on in his brain, and now the poor guy cannot stop wanting to make you more things. The smile you gave him just fucking wrecked him inside, and he needs to see it again. Also??? Would love it if you try and do some pottery with him too. He'll teach you how to do it if you don't already know, and the prospect of making and painting different pottery together is just so relaxing and enjoyable to Helen, so please make sure to do that with him. I'm also headcanoning that one of the first pottery things he made you was a vase, and he always keeps it filled with fresh flowers for you.

Helen has been manifesting a bit of a sweet tooth lately, and that comes in the form of him constantly trying to bake new things, and often baking them for you. I've said before he loves cooking for you (especially high-quality French food as he's French in my canon), so it's only natural that when he gets into baking, he wants you to try all the things he makes and enjoy them with him. I think Helen really enjoys baking because he can also use it as an artistic endeavor, baking and decorating beautiful desserts. Whenever you praise him for them, saying they look and taste wonderful, it always excites him and makes him feel proud, because your opinion is the one he's come to value most. Like with his art, he likes when you're in the kitchen whenever he's baking or cooking for you, and you're the only person he allows in there. He'll have you sit at the kitchen island and talk with him while he whips something up, and he likes to decorate them in front of you so you can see the whole process. Doing things like this for you is just so stress relieving for him, so it's something he tends to do quite often. He's also always taking requests, so if you ever have a hankering for something don't be afraid to ask him for it.

[ender-cloud]

New Chapter!!!!! AHSHGSYSHSBSHHAHW

Tgs spoilers under cut

JEKYLL LOOKS SO HAPPY AHDHSGAHHDHEHEHEHE MY BOYYYY I HAVENT SEEN HIM HAPPY IN SO LONGGGGG

Things I noticed:

Hyde is in his mind scape fit and it looks like there’s Fire behind him; is he going to burn up in the mind scape?

Or while Jekyll is falling Deeper and Deeper into the mind scape Hyde is going to end up switching places with him, a last desperate messure to avoid the cops, or does he see how much the people in the Society need Jekyll.

I feel like something is going to happen to Hyde; he looks disheveled and there has to be a reason why Sage chose The mind scape outfit instead of his normal one.

Also the string? Is this representative of his connection to Jekyll? If so, why does he have the string but Jekyll doesn’t, is it for a seperation from Jekyll?

Hyde always has to be connected to Jekyll, he can never be separated from him because he stems from Jekyll. Which is why he has the string unwrapping from his wrist as he (possibly) dies

But Jekyll has lived Without Hyde as a separate entity, maybe Hyde has always been apart of him but that Part was always suppressed which is why he may look so happy. He feels finally free from that part of him after all of this time.

I dont think the Picnic is going to be a literal picnic in the story, but I think it represents a bit of peace and connection.

Also the name; Until the Horror goes

Is the Horror Hyde or the situation. I’d argue that its the situation because holy shit Hyde is not a horror right now he is a lost man right now.

I love this picture of Jekyll ANDBAYUDHEHE THIS WILL BE MY PICTURE ON EVERYTHING AT SOME POINT. Jekyll is so amazing 🙏 he’s so me chat, I am literally that man

Edit: I forgot to mention how sll of the Zosi’s are looking at Hyde (thank you Lyn for bringing it up) is it because they know Hyde is passing before it happens?

They all look at him except for one, and I think it can stand for all the eyes of the society on him or that Zosi knows something