#but all of us has been very busy. and I don't wanna push my 2 other writers

[neewtmas]

hello my lovely!! i almost forgot to request a blurb from your advent calendar! i'd love it if you could write something fluffy and angst for george x fem!reader (she/her pronouns), with the prompts "You're jealous aren't you?" "I'm not jealous.", and "Friends don't look at each other the way you two do."

thank you again lisa!! you are an absolute diamond <33

ALLIE!!!! first of all, thank you for sending me the perfect prompts I love me some jealousy <3333

Secondly, I know I said I'd post these on the 24th, but I honestly just majorly underestimated 1) how busy I would be and 2) how absolutely unable I am to write something short

so I now have a 1.7k words blurb for you here (is that still a blurb? who knows lol), I hope you enjoy!!!

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Lucy shoved the entrance door closed with her elbow, both hands occupied with heavy bags containing a week's worth of groceries. The thin straps were cutting rather painfully into her fingers, and she didn’t bother removing her boots before walking into the kitchen. She was surprised to see George sitting on one of the chairs, one of his comics open in front of him on the table. But instead of reading, he was staring off into the distance. His grim expression could have probably pulverised a ghost on the spot.

“Why are you sitting over here?” Lucy asked as she set down the bags on the counter. When she had left, he had been in the living room with Lockwood and Y/N. George just made an indescribable noise and picked up his comic, a clear sign that he didn’t want to talk. Lucy shrugged and turned her attention back to the bags full of groceries. When she was done putting everything away, George hadn’t moved at all, his eyes still trained on the pages in front of him, though it was obvious that he wasn’t reading. She knew there was no use in trying to talk to him, so she made her way over to the living room.

When she pushed open the door, she immediately knew why George had fled the scene. Lockwood and Y/N sat on the couch, Lockwood holding open one of the many gossip magazines that were strewn all over the library and living room. Y/N was peering over his shoulder as they read an article together, giggling at something that Lockwood had pointed out on the page. Lucy bit back a smile. No wonder George was in such a sour mood.

“Lucy! You’re back!” LISA turned away from the magazine and Lockwood, smiling at her. “Have you seen George?” Lucy pointed back over her shoulder. “He’s sitting in the kitchen. He’s not in a very good mood though, I’m afraid.” LISA’s face fell. “Why?” Lucy shrugged. “No idea. Why don’t you go and ask him?” The girl immediately jumped up and pushed past her.

Lucy padded over to the couch and flopped down next to Lockwood. “You know you’re driving George crazy with that, right?” Lockwood feigned innocence. “With what?” Lucy gestured wildly. “This whole spiel. ‘Y/N, do you wanna read with me?’” She did a very exaggerated Lockwood imitation. “I do not sound like that”, Lockwood said indignantly. But he couldn’t hold back his smile very long. “It’s working though, isn’t it?” “If by working you mean George being in a horrible mood, then yes.” Lockwood shrugged, opening the magazine back up. “He could have her next to him. All he has to do is say something.”

It didn’t take long for Y/N to return. She didn’t come back in though and remained in the doorway. “I’m going to sleep”, she said, giving them a short little wave. “Did you talk to George?”, Lucy asked, surprised to see her again so quickly. She had expected her friend to stay in the kitchen and talk with George for the next few hours, as the two of them so often did. Y/N suddenly looked like a kicked puppy. “He didn’t want to talk to me”, she said quietly. “Made that very clear.” Lucy looked over to Lockwood, who grimaced. “Alright, I’ll join you soon”, Lucy replied. Y/N gave her a short nod and left.

Lucy waited for the sound of her footsteps on the stairs before she turned to Lockwood. “You took it too far”, she said quietly. Lockwood dropped his magazine, raising his hands defensively. “I didn’t do anything. It’s not like we were making out or anything.” Lucy rolled her eyes and got up. “Where are you going?” “Damage Control”, she said curtly.

In the kitchen, George was still sitting in the same spot. Lucy pulled out a chair and sat down. “What did you say to her?” George seemed slightly surprised at her direct question. “Nothing”, he finally said, looking down on his hands. “Well, Y/N looked like she was about to cry, so it was probably not ‘nothing’.” George winced at Lucy’s sharp tone. “I didn’t want to take away from her quality time with Lockwood.” The last part he practically spit out. Lucy leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’re jealous, aren’t you?” George looked at her incredulously. “I’m not jealous”, he said quickly. “What would I even be jealous of?”

“That it’s Lockwood who gets to be close to her and not you.”

Lucy watched with amusement as his cheeks reddened and he silently opened and closed his mouth, not finding the words to dispute her claims. It wasn’t often she got to see George like this - flustered and scrambling for words. “That’s not true”, he finally said weakly. “It is, and we both know it. I suggest you think about how you can make it up to her.” Lucy stood back up. Before she closed the door behind her, she turned around again. “Or else Lockwood might be the one to swoop in and comfort her.” She didn’t wait for George’s reaction and instead made her way up the stairs. She knew that last comment was unnecessary and cruel, but maybe that was just what George needed.

In their room in the attic, Y/N was sprawled out on their shared bed, staring at the ceiling. She did not move as Lucy sat down on the edge of the bed. “Are you okay?”, she asked after a moment of silence. Y/N let out a long drawn-out sigh. “I think he hates me”, she said quietly, but the hurt in her voice was loud and clear. Lucy grabbed her hand. It pained her to see her best friend like this. “He doesn’t. He could never.” Y/N turned her head to look at her, tears shimmering in her eyes. “He wouldn’t even speak to me, Lucy. I’m nothing to him.” Lucy squeezed her hand, silently cursing George. “Y/N, you are everything to him. I promise you.” The silence that followed hung heavy in the air. “I feel so stupid for thinking that one day we might be something more than friends.” Y/N paused, avoiding looking at Lucy. “Sometimes I’m not even sure if we are friends at all.”

Lucy had to hold back a scoff. It felt surreal sitting here and hearing Y/N talk like this when on the other side there was George who was so obviously, painfully head over heels for her. “Yeah, I’m not sure if friends is the right word for what you are”, she finally said. “What do you mean?” “Friends don’t look at each other the way you two do”, Lucy simply said. Y/N hid her face in one of the pillows. “You’ve said that so many times. I just can’t believe it”, she mumbled into the fabric. Just at that moment, a knock sounded at the door. “Come in!” Lucy called before Y/N could protest. The door creaked open and George hesitantly stepped into the room. “Well, time to find out”, Lucy said and got up. “That is your chance. Don’t fuck it up”, she said quietly as she walked past George, pushing him towards the bed and Y/N.

George had his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans and winced as the sound of Lucy closing the door echoed through the room. Not daring to look at Y/N he slowly made his way over to the bed. He wasn’t sure if sitting down would be overstepping a boundary, so he stood awkwardly, looking anywhere except at the girl in the bed in front of him. “You can sit down.” He hated how small her voice sounded but did what she said and sat down at the very edge of the mattress.

When the silence became unbearable, he finally spoke up. “I’m sorry. For earlier. I shouldn’t have ignored you like that.” He forced himself to look at her, and his chest tightened at the sadness in her eyes. “It’s okay”, she replied but he shook his head. “It’s not. It was absolutely uncalled for. You did nothing wrong, I was just… on edge.” A pause.

“Why?”

George’s throat felt dry, and he nervously clasped his hands together in his lap. “I – It’s hard to explain, I –“ The words died in his throat as he felt her warm hand coming to rest on his. He looked down and then at her, and suddenly he knew that he just had to say what he was feeling. The inevitable rejection be damned, he couldn’t keep it to himself any longer.

“I hate seeing you with Lockwood”, he blurted out. “I get so jealous.” Immediately, he wished he could take his words back. What was he thinking? But much to his surprise, Y/N didn’t pull her hand away. She also didn’t laugh at him. Instead, she sat up. “Jealous?”, she asked softly, and his stomach dropped with the way she looked at him. He hated when that happened – one look from her and he forgot every word he ever knew. “I –“ His voice gave out, his heart now beating out of his chest. This was going terribly. “Yes, George?” Y/N looked at him with big eyes, and it was then he noticed how much closer she had gotten to him. It wouldn’t take much to just reach out and -

Looking back at that moment, he didn’t know who it was that initiated the kiss, he just knew that from one second to the other, his lips were on hers. His mind went blank, and for a short while his entire world was only her, her soft lips, the little noise she made as his hand found the back of her head without even thinking about it. She pulled away from him slightly, and he had to stop himself from leaning forward to chase her lips for another kiss. “Wow”, he breathed out. She didn’t say anything, instead leaning forward to close the gap between them again.

[our-neighbours-cat-is-a-menace]

OBEY ME

Summary: Kissing them in the middle of an argument

Lucifer

"why can't you understand mc that this is needed to be done" the prideful demon firmly said with furrowed brows

"oh! I understand very well lucifer, but I'm not backing down from this matter" you said standing your ground

"stop being so stubborn, i would have already finished all these paperworks if you just let me work" lucifer said with patience growing thin

"if there is someone who is being so damn stubborn IT'S YOU. you have been up for about 4 days doing nothing but paperworks, have you looked at yourself in the mirror" you screeched

"WHO CARES ABOUT MY APPEARANCE, I NEED TO FI-"

You cut him off by forcefully grabbing his collar with both of your hands and sealing his mouth with a kiss

The kiss lasted for about 5 seconds before you pulled away

You wasted no time to drag him towards his bed by his collar

You quickly pushed him towards the bed making him fall down back first

"SLEEP! I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANOTHER WORD FROM YOU. DON'T MAKE ME TIE YOU UP TO THE BEDFRAME" you demonically shouted

You were quick to lay beside him and engulf him in a tight hug

you looked up at your stunned demon just to say

"Try to get up and ill burn down all those damn paperworks" you glared

Mammon

"stop it" you annoyingly said

"no" your goofball replied

"I'll bite you" you growled

"go ahead" mammon gleefully said

"mammon, let me go"

"no"

"MAMMON, LET ME GO" you shouted pissed and completely pushing him off from you

"why are you so angry, i was just hugging you" he said dejected

"just a hug? you've been hugging me so tightly for like 2 hours, my body has gone stiff and i told you I'm hungry" you reasoned out, still pissed

"BUT STILL HOW COULD YOU PUSH AND SHOUT AT ME LIKE THAT, I JUST WANTED TO LOVE YOU" he shouted with tears forming at the corner of his eyes

Seeing that outburst made your own anger simmer down

You were about to say sorry but was beaten to it when

"YOU DON'T LOVE ME ANYMORE" he shouted in your face

"mam-"

"YOU'RE SO HEARTLESS" he continued

"mams, listen to m-"

"YOU HAVE GONE COL-"

now it was your turn to cut him off, but with the use of your mouth

Kissing him served to be the best solution since as you pulled away he did nothing but stare at you completely silent

"As i was saying, I'm sorry and I still love you. Yes i may have been heartless there for a second and no i have not gone cold. I'm sorry for shouting and pushing you off like that. no matter how cranky i was. that was beyond rude" you earnestly said cupping his face

he was quick to melt into your touch and started to hug you again, nuzzling his head on your neck

"you love me again" he cutely said in your neck

" yeah yeah, but I'm still hungry" you said soothingly rubbing circles in the back of your demon

Leviathan

"pay attention to me"

"mc just a sec, after i finish this game"

"you said that 2 hours ago"

"yeah yeah"

"are you just brushing me off"

Well now you're pissed

You have been quite busy with the tasks given to you by Dia and now that you're finally free from your works, the one person you missed and want to spend time with is busy playing a game that you brought as a gift to make up for the week with no contact

But hell, who would expect him to just play the game instead of spending some quality time

"STOP PLAYING THAT STUPID GAME" you screeched turning his gaming chair to face you, now his back is the one facing the monitor

"MC, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING" he quickly took your hands off the gaming chair armrest and turn back to the game

Unbelievable

Completely pissed and you don't like how your tears are starting to fall

You kicked his gaming chair to make it turn back to you again, only this time before levi can say anything you quickly gripped his jaw and smacked your lips with his

You were putting all your strength to clenching his jaw and seeing how it didn't affect him much you resorted to biting his lower lip enough to draw blood

The moment you tasted the rusty taste of blood, you quickly withdraw, pushing leviathan back to his gaming chair

"mc -"

"I DIDN'T BUY THAT GAME JUST SO YOU CAN PLAY IT IN FRONT OF ME. HAVE YOU EVER CONSIDERED HOW MUCH I MISSED YOU THIS PAST WEEK." you shouted at the top of your lungs with tears falling like waterfall, you hated how your voice cracked at the end, you couldn't see the look on levi's face with how much your tears are your eyes blurry

"IF YOU JUST WANTED TO GAME. YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE GOT A GIRLFRIEND." you added completely furious

Not waiting for any sort of response, you turned on your heel, left his room, slamming the door HARD

A/N: i was holding my breath writing levi's part. PETITION FOR THE REST OF THE BROTHERS IS OPEN....

@lxvesick-foryou hi, i know you didn't request this but i saw your comments and i appreciate the support. here's a little something for you thank u mwa

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[softcarebears]

HOCO WEEK 9/21-9/28

monday 

41. ga tells me that he has a crush on this girl bow that i used to be bsfs w/ before she moved to the other side of cali

42. me and bbsf become close w/ bow 

43. ga tells ginger and bbsf that he likes bow

tuesday  (nothing happened)

wednesday 

44. me and pinkie go get our tickets for hoco 

45. pinkie gets bullied bc she’s (not to be rude to furries cuz idrc abt that do what u want, the context in which she does it makes it weird) wearing a hot pink hoodie w/ cat paws, giant REAL fox tail hanging from her belt and has a cat headband on and also wants to be called a japaneses name (she’s 100% white)

46. i find out that the only real reason i haven’t been over to pinkie’s house is bc she has a wall of real animal bones that she doesn’t properly clean that have bugs in them 

47. i leave pinkie to go w/ a and turtle bc they’re like my bsfs 

48. pinkie gets pissy and skips fourth block

thursday 

49. tutorial time, me and bbsf share my water, bbsf mentions that i’ve done his makeup before. i wouldn’t normally bring that up cuz it’s very common for us but this leads to turtle further trying to get us together 

friday 

50. hoco rally, i sit w/ cowgirl, pinkie, pinkie’s friend tootsie and my friend from dance and drama, ruby 

51. turtle and a sit behind us and i mainly talk to them and ruby the entire rally, pinkie is oddly nice abt it

52. i walk up to bbsf, bear and bow after 4th block ends and apparently pushed bbsf into to bushes and cut him the fuck up 

53. hoco game, band/colorguard get new uniforms (aka bbsf, five, berry, zim and no name)

54. me, pinkie, cowgirl and tootsie sit by band section to hangout w/ them

55. 8pm i have a breakdown bc that officially marks 2 years of my dad being dead

56. obvi all of my friends try to comfort me 

57. pinkie tries to make it about her for some reason

58. one of my friends wins hoco queen

saturday

59. me and pinkie go to a boba shop to take pics before hoco 

60. we run into bbsf who was across the street

61. we get to the school and i go get my friend diamond 

62. bbsf finally arrives

63. bbsf pulls me into a hug (and rejects pinkie’s hug after) 

64. me, diamond and our other friend fuego (can u tell i’ve run out of names) r all dancing when ga, ginger and a guy who i think i mentioned once like a year ago all come up to me and ask if i’ve seen bbsf 

65. like an hour goes bye and i find out the trio is planning on jumping bbsf

66. i send that voice message to bbsf 

67. i find bbsf and we have, the best way to describe it, a moment…

68. bbsf leaves early

69. bbsf’s older sister finds out abt the almost jumping and chews the trio out

70. a bunch of other shit happened bc i was bouncing around like 4 groups but this is called the bbsf saga so everything else will have to wait until the other sagas

HEY POOKIESTAR! sorry for letting that ask marinate...i was very busy (i was lazy bababooing BUT IM HEREE!!😔)

also miss gworl i'm in the middle of a cyclone class 3 rn hehe..but cyclone is not really cycloning...ITS MORE CYCLOWNING🤡

ohhh so ga basically was threatening to jump BBSF because he bbsf grew close to manic pixie dream bow girl BECAUSE HE GA HAD A CRUSH ON HER OHHH

so bow came back from other side of cali very demure...

PINKIE IS A FURRY WTF...she wears a tail and wants to be called a japanese name ITS GIVING ASIANFISHING

..um..chile anyways...hell naw...does make sense though she acts like a feral child...🥱#imapinkiehater100percent

"me and bbsf share my water"FIRST THE SLUSHIE NOW THIS?? JUST SAY YOU WANNA KISS HIM AND SHARE SALIVA U STOOPID biatch U ARE DOWN BAD IN SUPERLATIVE FORM SO THAT MEANS YOU ARE "DOWN WORST"

"bbsf mentions that i’ve done his makeup before." i have a theory about this particular part...ill say in the end but im hella delulu yknow so don't listen to my words 100 percent lmfao (you should actually listen to me)

everyone else's names:🎀🌈✨💎🌺🦌🧸

the others:

for number 55 oh noo pookie im sorry to hear that...fawk pinkie...CAN'T SHE JUST SHUT HER GOOFY FURRY ASS UP

HE REJECTED PINKIE'S HUG AND PULLED U IN A HUGGGGG BOMBOCLATTTTT HE A MAN OF CULTURE HE LIKES YOU GIRL JUST FUCKING DATE ALREADYYYYY HOW MANY SIGNS ARE U TRYNA LOOK FOR U BLIND ASS

Y'ALL HAD A MOMENT OH MAHHHH GAWDDDDDD and not u saving him...stawp!! its giving hero x damsel in distress trope; bbsf is the damsel in distress ofc🎀

haiya but why did he try to frolick in the meadow with bow though...tskk i feel like he is kinda a player my dakoko ���

anyways my theory about the makeup thing...because i am a whore in THEORY and not in practice (i am but secretly hehe at times dw...3-5 business days)

ok so when u do someone's makeup...YOUR FACE IS CLOSE TO THEIRS RIGHTTTTT....you get what i mean...there is so much proximity there is no distance at all...BABABOOI

similar to when you are about to kiss someone [coughs coughs]...so the fact that he "randomly" remembered AND SEEMINGLY POINTS THAT OUT OF THE BLUE shows that this particular and notably phenomenal romantic and very intimate moment that emerged from the planets and stars from the milky way galaxy aligning [pro poetic yapper] has marked him or left an impact on him yknow what i mean...LIKE HE MIGHT THINK OF THIS MOMENT EVERY NIGHT OR SO OFTEN THAT HIS TOES ARE TINGLING OR HE IS GIGGLING AND BLUSHING LIKE A MIDDLE SCHOOL GIRL IN HIS ROOM...like y'all were close to kissing...he definitely was examining your face perhaps HIGH CHANCE of him staring at your lips [cutely sips her pomegranate tea under the covers with plenty of passion🍵🔥that shit bussing btw]

also him mentioning that shows his interest in you also in all delulu interpretation that this particular mention to you evokes a sense that he may have been secretly inquiring about whether you remember that very intimate moment of high chance of smoochy smooch camouflaged by you doing his makeup...to see if you have feelings for him or have a romantic interest in him...VOILA!!🎀

bai bai

[galaxyedging]

No outbreak Joel Miller x inexperienced f!reader

Dave York x inexperienced f!reader

WC:3.9k

Summary: With the summer coming to an end, Joel teaches you one more lesson.

Warnings: Unprotected P in V sex. Protected P in V sex (explicit, to make up for all the unprotected sex. Use condoms!) Rough oral m!receiving. Swearing. Talk of adultery. Dave York.

Summer Schooled

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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It turns out Sarah was actually ill. Just a little tummy bug but it kept her home for a couple of days. When she was starting to recover on the second day you'd dropped in to visit her. 

"Hey!" She'd perked up as you entered the living room where she lay in a nest of blankets and pillows. 

"Hi. I wanted to come check on you. My mom made you some soup." You gestured over your shoulder to where you'd handed the container to Joel in a very awkward interaction. Joel hadn't so much as texted you in the last couple of days so when he opened the door neither of you were sure what to say. He'd made polite conversation, thanked you for the soup, then invited you in to talk to Sarah. 

"Thank you. You wanna stay and watch a movie? We're bingeing bad action movies."

Hesitantly, you looked at Joel. He gave you a half shrug and waved his hand as if he was pushing the ball into your court.

"Yeah. I'd love that. I've missed you this week." That was true, you had. 

When you leave you are going to miss Sarah and the York girls. They're all going to grow up into such amazing women. Funny, smart, strong. Each one has their own distinct little character. They never failed to make you laugh or to come out with something to make you think.

The movie was not even half way over when Sarah fell fast asleep. Her curled up form gently rose and fell with each even breath. Even you standing from the end of the sofa she'd given you was enough to wake her. Joel had tossed his head towards his office to get you to follow him.

"Hey." The same greeting as his daughter but a wildly different tone. He seemed shy almost. With the doors now closed behind him he walked towards you. "I wanted to talk to you before you leave. I kind of got caught up in all of this." His hand came up to rub the back of his neck. "It was Dave's idea to play into all your doe eyed flirting. I know you're not as innocent as you've been making out or I swear to God I would never have touched you, legal or not. I got lost on a power trip. On having you on my terms. I haven't had much luck with women over the last decade. They didn't want to come second to Sarah or third to my business. Which I get…" he caught your eyes looking at him patiently. "...anyway. I just wanted to apologise. I hope I haven't put you off men for life just because…" he trailed off.

Tentatively, you lay a hand on the arm the was now across his chest gripping his other arm. "Because…?"

"Because I was lonely and needed to be seen as more than a father or a contractor. I wanted to be wanted. Fuck, I still don't know if you wanted me or the little fantasy we built up."

"It was definitely you Joel. I liked you plenty before that, because you're a great dad, because you're a competent contractor. It's all very hot. You're very hot, and funny, and smart, and if I were a few years older…"

"Just a few…?" He huffed out a laugh.

"Just a few." You smiled. "I would love to date you."

"How do I know you're not just flattering an old man to get some dick?"

"Because I could go get some old man dick from down the street with a whole lot less work."

"Fair. Make sure you get him tested first though. I did. Twice. I wasn't letting him near you until I knew he was clean."

"I figured you both would. I trust you."

"Just don't go trusting everyone like that." His arm wrapped around you to bring you into a hug. Your hands rested on his chest feeling his heartbeat softly. 

After a moment of just being together in each others arms, you placed a kiss to his lips. "I mean it, Joel. I think you're great and any woman would be lucky to have you." 

Before he could answer Sarah called his name.

Dave's knuckles turned white as his hand gripped over yours on the headboard. If the bed wasn't as sturdy it would have been slapping against the wall from the force of Dave's thrusts. His knees were in between yours spreading them as he took you from behind. The hand that wasn't on yours was working you clit in tight circles. 

"Fuck." He snarled into your hair. "I'm going to miss this pussy. You get so fucking wet…so hot…got me pussy drunk. I just want to keep slamming my dick home. Oh, shit. Ohhh." His cock twitched inside you as felt the warmth of his cum spread. 

For a second you were a little disappointed that you hadn't come yet, then you realised he was still very much hard."Dave?!"

"Little blue pill. I haven't got his pussy for much longer. I'm not wasting it." He carried on his furious pace. There was something about him fucking his cum deeper inside you than made your toes curl and had you coming around him. "Oh, Dave!"

"Oh, that's it. God, the way your tight little cunt clamps down further on my cock…ugh." He dragged you flush against him. The hand from the headboard palmed one of your breasts. He rolled your nipple in between his fingers. His lips sucked at your neck. Twice you'd had to yank his hair to stop him leaving marks. He'd playfully nipped at your ear before moving his lips to kiss somewhere else. He pushed you over the edge twice more before finally beginning to lose his erection. 

When the two of you collapsed on the bed it was odd how your instinct was to find your own space. Even with the oxytocin coursing through your veins giving your vision a rosy tint, you didn't feel the need for any more physical contact. Unlike with Joel where you craved his gentle touch.

"Well I think that's all the lessons I have in me today." Dave slowed his breathing as he lay on his back, his cock soft against his thigh.

"Lessons? You don't seem to be teaching me much. You just rail me." You laughed through your panting.

"Just rail you? Some women would kill for me to just rail them."

"You know what I mean." You slapped his bare chest.

"Up. I gotta change these sheets before Carol gets back." He held out his hand to pull you to your feet before setting to work.

"Why do you cheat on her?" The question was out of your mouth before you thought about it. 

Surprisingly, Dave stopped and sat on the bed, the half bundled up sheets in his hands. He wrang them as he spoke. "I don't think of it as cheating. It's like we're in an open marriage, we just haven't agreed on it out loud. Carol's had her fair share of men."

"So why not talk to her?" You took a chance and sat next to him, just close enough to provide some comfort with your presence.

"I might not be in love with her but I love her. I'd miss her if she were gone. She's family. I'd miss the time we spend together with the girls, as a family. I can't risk that." He turned to look you in the eyes as he spoke. Those brown eyes were so full of sincerity you almost reached out to hug him. Almost.

Bringing yourself back from being lost in his eyes you asked. "Isn't fucking me in her bed risky?" 

"No, that's just sex. Talking about our relationship. That's the risk. That's where things can snowball. I won't do that to my girls."

Again you softened just a touch towards him. Enough to place the barest of kisses to his cheek. "You're a good father, Dave. You're not winning any awards for being a good person but you're a good father."

"Thank you." It was sincere. The two of you sat in the moment. A softness sitting between you that had never been there before. It was pleasant until Dave broke it. "Right. Up. I've got to wash your cum out of my wife's sheets." The playful smirk on his face showed you this was him slipping his mask back in place.

Friday night rolled around. This time on Sunday you'd be in your new home, ready to start your new life. It still didn't seem real. The last couple of years the itch to get out and see the world had been under your skin. Now you were close to finally scratching suddenly it was more of a subtle tingle that you could ignore. Being here with Joel, and Dave, seeing a new part of the world with them, that could be it for now. They could satisfy your wanderlust, as well as a few other lusts. College could wait a year. You could try to romanticise it all you wanted, the truth was cold feet were setting in bad. When Joel called you to look after Sarah you were relieved to have something to distract you.

The Miller's front door opened to reveal Joel. He was freshly showered, his damp hair was slicked back. He looked so good that you had to remind yourself that you were here for Sarah not him. Although you might have worn your short, button down tea dress hoping for even a quick moment with him.

"Hi, Mr Miller." You called Joel by his first name plenty of times in front of Sarah but putting up the pretence of respecting your elders helped to keep you from sliding into other habits with Joel. The last thing you wanted to do was slip up and touch him in front of Sarah.

The door closed behind you seconds before your back met it. Joel was crowding you up against it. His lips crushed to yours, his hand in your hair tugged sharply to open your mouth so he could fill it with his tongue. His other hand worked at pulling down your panties before two thick, calloused fingers skimmed your thigh before being pressed deep inside you. Joel's lips never left yours until the rhythmic pumping of his fingers and the brush of the heel of his palm had you calling his name. 

When he pulled away, leaving you a trembling mess with your panties around your knees being held up by the door, he flashed you that sinister grin. "Dave's got Sarah. He wanted to make up for basically being a piece of shit and stealing more time with you."

Excitement flushed your veins, your heart rate picked up, you felt you were in trouble. Part of you braced yourself when Joel stalked towards you. His chest was almost touching yours when he squatted down slowly, never breaking eye contact, to help you out of your panties. He licked one solidarity strip through your folds before standing up to kiss you. The tang of you on his tongue was electric.

"While he was bragging. He also said you said he doesn't teach you anything. Why don't you tell me what you want for a change? You can be in charge." This Joel was new to you. The predatory smirk was gone. His voice was soft. He wasn't Dom Joel. Or Mr Miller. Or the helpful handyman. This was Joel the equal. The fellow adult. Offering to fill a need.

Tears threatened to form in your eyes. "I'm moving back east, to a new place, I'll have a few friends I can meet up with but other than that I'm on my own in the big bad world. I'll be making my own choice then. Right now, I want you to make my choices for me. I want to be your good girl." 

This Joel gave you a small smile before it twisted and Dom Joel returned. "Oh, you are, Honey. Why don't you drop to your knees for me?" He didn't have to ask twice. His hand came up to cup your chin. His thumb brushed across your lips. "Such a pretty mouth. Why don't you put it to good use for me?" Your eyes flitted to the hard outline in his jeans. "Gone on. Help yourself."

Taking a deep breath to keep yourself together, you got to work on his belt and fly. Pushing his jeans out of the way, the back of your fingers grazed his length stretching his marled grey boxer briefs. The sigh that came from his lips was something you would keep with you for years to come. Literally. The world felt so out of your control at the minute, everything was out of your hands no matter how many lists or plans or vision boards you made. Right now though, as your hands slipped into Joel's underwear to pull out his heavy girth while his breath hitched in his chest, you felt pretty damn in control. 

Starting at his balls you licked a strip right the way up his entire length. He tasted a little musky but there was a cleanness there. His skin smelled faintly like his soap. The tip was salty and tangy due to the pre cum there. It was truly intoxicating. His body wanted you. It was getting ready to slip inside yours. You lapped at his slit for more. Joel's hands had been retrained at his sides, once you wrapped your lips around the head, all bets were off. Both of them buried in your hair. "Jesus. Such a good little whore."

The praise had you squirming at the leak between your legs. "You're treating me so well. Maybe I should do something for you. Remember when you nearly choked on Dave's dick?"

Your throat tightened at the memory, Joel felt it. "Ssshh. It's okay, Darlin'. We'll take it easy." One of his hands held the back of your neck while the other softly brushed your hair back. "Just breathe." Gripping the base of his cock he fed it forward. Each vein rippled over your stretched lips. The weight of his hard length on your tongue made you want to suck. Joel groaned and rolled his hips for a moment. "Naughty girl. Trying to distract me. Now you have to take it deeper. Give me your hand." He peeled your hand off his thigh and made a fist with it. "Now, squeeze it, and press your thumb here. Keep breathing through your nose. Nice and slow. There you go. Oh, shit."

The blunt head of his cock pushed at the back of your tongue kicking in your gag reflex. Concentrating on your fist and breathing slowly you were able to fight it off. Until Joel pushed just a little too far. That time you gagged and coughed around his cock. A line of spit connected your lips to the head when Joel pulled out. "Good girl. You did so well." He soothes as you still spluttered. "You're going to have to do better though." He pulled you up by your hair to push his cock past your lips. The roughness of him made you weak for him. In that moment you would have given him anything. It's freeing to feel like you can completely hand yourself over to him. It's the same with Dave. You trust both of them not to hurt you, even in an effort to keep up their illusion of complete control. He was able to thrust a few times, taking you to the edge of your comfort zone before you gagged again. Once you composed yourself, he held his mouth watering length in front of you. "Do you want more, Baby?" 

Wiping the tears from your eyes, you nodded up at him. "Oh, my good girl. You'll get more." 

With an ease born from his strength, Joel swept you up into his arms.  Laying you on the sofa he slowly undid the buttons of your dress and pushed it off you. His fingers slid under the lace of your bar to push it up.Once your breasts were exposed to him he set about licking, kissing, sucking, caressing every inch as if he was committing them to memory. Maybe he was, you brushed the thought away and gave yourself back over to his touch.

"You're so fucking beautiful. You know that? Truly beautiful. Never let anyone tell you any different." His tone told you the other Joel was back.

This Joel stripped naked before laying a blanket on the sofa and sitting down. "Here, Honey." He pulled you over to straddle his lap. "You can have all the cock you want but I want you to take it. I want you to ride me. Here." Reaching over to his jeans, strewn over the sofa arm, he fished something from the pocket.

"A condom?" For a moment your heart sank. Had he been with someone else?

"I want you to show me you know how to use one of these. Then I want you to show me you know how to take what you need. Well?"

You could do this. You'd practised on cucumbers and watched videos. Hold his cock at the bottom. Make sure the condom is the right way. Pinch the tip to keep the air out, put it on like a little hat then roll it down. Joel's cock wasn't anything like a cucumber. The cucumber didn't make you wet as you slid your hand down it. Fuck, who said putting condoms on ruins the mood.

"Was that the first time you've done that?" Joel raised an eyebrow.

"On a penis, yes. I have some practice with cucumbers." Both Joel's eyebrows shot up. "Not like that!" You giggled. "Just practising putting the condom on."

"Well it paid off. Now you can slip me inside." 

"How…?" God, you felt stupid for having to ask.

"Just guide it with your hand. Once the tip is lined up you can sink down onto it."

Taking him in your hand you got him in the general area then tried to sink down a little. It took a little manoeuvring to get him actually lined up thankfully your slick aided you in finding the right spot. He slid up along your body until he was notched at your entrance. Slowly you sank down on him until you were full.

"There we go. I'll never get tired of that. You fit me like a glove." His words stung your heart. He was talking as if you had a future. Like he would get the opportunity to see if he could get tired. "Time to move, Darlin'. Take what you want."

"Er..how. How do I…? I mean up and down or…?"

"Do what feels right for you. Just don't go too hard or high if you want to bounce on it. I don't want you to break nothin'. Try lifting up a little and just moving back and forth for now."

"Okay. Thank you." 

"You're welcome." The shy smiles you exchanged seemed completely out of place while he was buried inside you. 

Following Joel's advice you moved your hips back and forth. Each time his hard length tapped against the front wall of your pussy, just brushing shy of that perfect spot. For a while you just enjoyed the steady rhythm. Joel seems to too. He leaned back sighing, settling into the sofa at his back.

When your nerves get the better of you, you break the near silence. "Is that…? Does it feel good for you?" 

"So good, Sweetheart. You always do. Is it good for you?"

"It doesn't quite feel like when you do it." The tiny voice that leaves you doesn't say 'grown woman off to college'.

Joel smiles "I'll take that as a compliment. Try bouncing up and down a little or circling your hips."

Bouncing sounds like the closest to when they drive into you so you gave it a go. Rising up, you dropped back down on him. "Oh, Joel!" 

"There you go. Right there, huh?" 

You rose up to drop down on him again, and again. "Fuck. Joel!"

The head of his cock was hitting that spot just right. The both of you could feel your orgasm approaching. "That's it, Baby. You look gorgeous like this."

Joel's praise and your release within reach made you speed up only for Joel's length to slip out from you. "Shit. Sorry." 

"It's okay. It happens. Keep going." Slipping him back in was even easier this time. Your body drew him in deep. A few rounds of your hips and you got back into the rhythm. Soon Joel started to groan more. The vibration of it was under your palms as you pushed off his chest. His head rolled back on the sofa, exposing that beautiful neck. The warm low light from the lamp caused the sheen of sweat on his skin to glisten. He really was the most handsome man you'd ever seen. 

"Fuck, Beautiful. You're going to make me come. Would you like that? Me, filling this condom up because you ride me..ugh…so fucking well?" His voice was strained. He was so close and it was all down to you.

"Joel. I'm gonna…" A silent scream left you as your whole body lit up from where you were joined.

With your tight cunt milking him Joel couldn't hold out any longer. "Oh. Shit. Shit. Oh. Take it, Baby. Take it." He moaned through his release. 

Part of you missed him filling you, claiming you. One look at his face showed that you had claimed him this time. He looked at you, those big brown eyes filled with something you didn't want to think about. Years later you would accept it as love.

"Right." He cleared his throat. "You know how to deal with the condom when you get up?"

"I think so." Reaching down you held the condom in place as you lifted off his softening length.

"Good girl." He took over, pulling off the condom before tying it off and placing it in the discarded wrapper. "I'm going to put it in Dave's mailbox."

"You wouldn't." You laughed curling into his side.

"I have to admit. I am a little jealous." The look on his face made him look boyish.

"Don't be. He's not the one I'm thinking of staying for." Your nerve failed you and you turned away from him.

His finger was curled under your chin and bringing you back instantly. "Sweetheart, I…"

"I know. It's a stupid idea. I can't base my future on this. It's a nice fantasy though." You offered him a smile before kissing his palm.

"It is." A hand cupped the back of your head, curling you back into his side, holding you close. "You know, this doesn't have to end right here and now. You'll be back to visit your mom. If you haven't found anyone your age, I still think I have a few more lessons I can teach you."

A weight lifted from your chest. "I could be up for that."

Little did you both know that that would be the last time you would ever set foot in that house.

[fiorella-a]

Karasuno boys as... "Vampire" song lyrics!

(+ Short scenarios)

Info:

-future! Karasuno boys x gn! Reader

-No Tanaka, he's married after all 🤷🏻‍♀️

-toxic relationship

-cursing

-slight angst (i guess)

Daichi:

"I loved you truly

Gotta laugh at the stupidity"

"I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night"

>> You always found it weird that Daichi would go out around midnight or almost midnight, I'm talking about 10, 11 or 12PM and then come back an hour and a half later. God you hate yourself for falling into his trap when he assures you saying, "It's required for me to patrol around the area" or "you know I'm a police officer, babe" and due to your sincere love for him, you always did understand his responsibilities.

Although you can't help but notice that every time he comes back, he smells and looks.. fresh? Like he had just taken a shower and re-used his clothes.

Maybe he did take a shower with a girl he was giving an after care for. Maybe he was patrolling the area of his girl's apartment. But you can't do anything, you don't have enough evidence.

Sugawara:

"Cause I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine"

"You're so convincing

How do you lie without flinching?"

>> Sugawara gave you an extra key to his class just in case he locks the door and you wanted to visit him. Your relative, who goes to the school that he teaches, called you and told you how amazing his day was, you found it weird that Sugawara isn't home yet. "That's awesome, buddy! But I gotta go, alright? I'll call later on, bye-bye!"

Once you hung up, you drove as fast as you can to the school and came into his classroom without warning.

You saw a woman sitting on Suga's desk, while he has his right arm wrapped around her waist. The woman could only eye you up and down before turning to yell at Suga, "I thought you told them? Gosh Suga! We've been over this for what? A thousand time?!" The said woman jumped out of his grasp, pushed you aside and walked out while slamming the door behind her.

He scoffs at you before opening the door and chasing after the woman.

He left you, huh? Of course he did.

Asahi:

"Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire"

>> Being an apparel designer and someone who used to get nervous all the time, Asahi gets insecure about the things that he has or had created. He always yearns for your compliment and your opinion both for him and his designs.

And God did it drain you, always saying "you did a great job today, pretty boy" "look at this! One thing missing and after that, it'll be all perfect!" You acted more like his worker rather than his partner, to be honest.

Nishinoya:

"Ooh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked-up little thrill

Can't figure out just how you do it, and God knows I never will"

>> Nishinoya takes you with him every time he goes travelling, he winks at you before saying, "It's my treat, love"

After a long day, you both headed onto a nearby hotel before resuming your adventures for tomorrow. The room was spacious, the balcony had the best view and you were busy day dreaming while Noya went into the hotel lobby to fetch you both some food and when he came back, he surprised you with your favorite meal!

You're so easy to distract that you missed the kiss mark on his temple and his neck.

Kageyama:

"The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me, oh

Bloodsucker, famefucker

Bleedin' me dry, like a goddamn vampire"

>> Kageyama kept your relationship very lowkey, he didn't wanna make you overwhelmed by the amount of fans and paparazzi that's on his back, but his team does know you.

When Kageyama is fast asleep, you grab his phone and tries to find one of his teammate's number and luckily, you did!

2:09 AM:

"Hi! Kageyama's girlfriend here, I got your number off of his phone. Can you please help me set up a party for him? Thank you and it's no biggie if you decline."

5:31 AM

"Hey, you have a different number? Gosh [random name] you didn't tell me sooner."

"I'm sorry you must've misunderstood, It's actually Y/n!"

"Oh, Y/n? Aren't you his one night stand? Please stop messaging me, i'm uncomfortable knowing Tobio has a girlfriend and you're trying to earn his attention. Thank you for the efforts of reaching out for me."

He kept you a secret because all they know is you were nothing but a fling to him.

Hinata:

"How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?"

>> When Hinata got home from practice, he could tell that you were tired and he asked about your day, "Nothing much, just stressful customers always making a scene, you know?" You laugh at your words while Hinata looked into your eyes, "That's sad." He coughs "anyways my day was more stressful than yours, I–"

You spaced out while his rambling started.

Did he even put himself into your shoes?

Tsukishima:

"I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive"

"And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news

You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called them crazy too"

>> Tsukishima has you wrapped around his fingers and he knows it. He made you so dependent on him that he knows you can't even go on a day without telling him stories. Gosh he loves the way you're so easy to manipulate! you could've lent in some time for the girls to explain themselves but no, you took his words.

What a fool.

Yamaguchi:

"Went for me, and not her

'Cause girls your age know better"

>> Yamaguchi likes someone from his class, but when you confessed to him, he can't help but accept it out of pity. And Yamaguchi successfully shaped you into his crush. Making you trim your hair, dress in a different aesthetic and even changing the way you talk, just for him. And gosh when you saw the way he looked at the person he liked, you noticed something similar about them.

Everything. You're like that person's mirror.

[thatblvckboyy]

🏩💌🎀Pink isn't for boys 🍧🍥🌸

Mathew x bottom male reader

Idk if this is about cringe or wat, I just had the idea

Notes : incest, unprotected sex,creampie, bottom reader has a bit of toxic masculinity and a bit homophobic, pet names;good boy, bunny,

Ever since your dad ran away with some woman and left you and your mum it's been hard growing up with no father made you very hateful towards him and you were always bullied at school about it ;you could have had the perfect family, a good childhood and no one would ever bully you.That what you always thought.This eventually made you get ideas that if a man does certain things that his not a real man

When your mother introduced you to another man you didn't like it one a bit chase you always thought it was you and her against the world but that wasn't the idea.On top of all of that you were moving to England so that you can meet your new dad and brother.Well at least in England you won't get bullied and besides you didn't have any friends you were just a loner so it was fine with you and maybe you'll have friends.

You to the flight to England and your new dad was filthy rich he apparently owns the biggest company there.Your new dad seemed nice and you tried your best to get along with him for your mum. but his son was the one you had a problem with.His hair was pink and in your book pink is colour for girls and if anyone else uses it they gay "Mathew meet your brother" your step dad said as Mathew showed his hand for you to greet but you just have him a weird look"honey come on don't be shy you promised nme on the plane you'd be on your best behavior " mum said

"But mum his-"

"Honey we had this discussion now be nice" mum said cutting you off leaving no room for buts.

You shook his hand but it felt like utter disgust "nice to meet you bro I'm Mathew" he said with a warm smile

"I just know you two are going to get along" mum said

"Ermm.... Dad do you mind I really gotta go see a friend"Mathew said he seemed to be in a rush

"Yes I do mind mat me and your mum are going out for dinner so you have two options to stay at home with your brother or take him with you wherever you are going"

"You know what never mind I'm just gonna stay home we can just watch Netflix maybe his cool" Mathew said knowing your gonna be burden on him if you go with him

After your parents leave Mathew shows you around the house and your room,surprisingly the house is hella big but they don't have a maid just a gate man and gardener.You didn't even watch Netflix with Mathew you just didn't wanna be around his pink head.After months past you start going to a new college and you start being mean to Mathew pushing him when you pass each other on the hallway.All because you think pink isn't for boys.Mathew on the other hand fried his best to keep his cool and bare with you but he was getting fed up bit by bit.

With your parents on a 2 month business trip leaving you and Mathew alone at home he got an idea on how to put you in your place.He got in your room at night when you were on the phone "you know I've been trying my best to be a nice brother to you but you aren't making it easy" he said leaning on the door frame "I want you to tell me why exactly your so aggressive towards me" he takes a step closer towards your bed and swiftly pins you down. "Dude let me go you hoe" you tried fighting his grip but there was no way you were getting out of this

"You see this is what I mean! You aren't going anywhere until you start talking" his eyes glimmer with malice "fine you wanna know it's because of that damn pink hair you look like a homo not even a real man!!" Mathew chuckles the fact that your so hateful just because of his pink hair is just funny

"Oh I see you're one of those people with toxic masculinity and to be honest I don't give a single fuck you've been pulling my strings for too long it's time I put you in your place" just by looking at his eyes you can tell what his intentions are. He let's go of your right hand to grab something from his pocket and what exactly is it a condom. " you see this is a condom and normally i would wear one but not today"

"Now listen here we are going to have sex and I am going cum in you got it"

"Dude let me go!! Or else-"

What! You're gonna tell. Mum and dad.... You can do that later and I think when I'm done with you you won't be so bratty "

After struggling to remove your clothes while you were resisting you were now on the bed a subby moaning mess,Matthew's hands on your hips his fingers digging deep in your skin as he moves in a steady rhythm in and out of your hole. As much as you tried fighting there was no use Mayhew was stronger than you "I didn't wanna force you but you're so damn stubborn" he leaned in on your back giving it tender kisses "ahhh.... Mmmh... Mathew please" you moaned out griping the bed sheets,the air filled with pure sexual tension, the room filled with nothing but the slapping of your skin and moans

"Shh....its okay don't fight it just feel" Mathew said as he grabbed both of your arms pining them on your back"just relax.... And let it all out" he continued his rhythmic assault on your hole chasing his own pleasure enjoying the sweet solicit moans you let it's pure music to his ears, who knew someone so stubborn as you could have such pretty moans. There was no point in fighting your body already submitted to Mathew from the moment he put his dick in you slowly betraying you as your head says no

Even though you didn't wanna do this it feels so good being stretched out and submitting to a man. With one final thrust he shot his seed inside you it was warm and was pure heaven. Mathew layed on top of you grunting and catching his breath

Maybe it was time to put aside those idea and just submit to the pleasure a real man can give you even though Mathew is your stepbrother there's now going back you were sure no man could stretch you out and make you feel good as he does

[gyubby99]

@disneyanddisneyships ....

Warnings: NSFW, VERY FILTHY

A/N: i have greatly sinned

Places Vox has fucked you (Vox x fem! Reader)

In bed:

The classic.

It became a sacred oasis for you both, with you having the privelege to get absolutely obliterated in the nicest silk of his sheets

He prefers black sheets so you can see the remnants of his ejaculation and how much control you had over him

And how much he had over you

It's one of his favorite places to fuck you, because it was just you and him, enjoying a hot rough love-making session while the noise of his bed was joining in the sound of your lovely moans, delighting the TV demon.

It's also where he keeps his "devices' he knows would satisfy you just right

He would make good use of his hands, a spark of electricity swirling around it as he spanks your ass, ripping you a new hole your pussy could vividly remember the shape of his cock pumping in and out of you

Vox loves it when you cum first as you always does. It feeds both his ego and his pleasure

"Fuck, baby.. you cumming on my dick already?" Then he lets out a sadistic laugh. "I know my dick's good, babe.. but we're just getting started!"

While he loves you for more than your pussy, he can't help but wanna fuck you like his favorite little toy... all his to keep.

You would grip the sheets tight as you scream and beg for more..

And god he loved it when the pain brings you to tears.. something you also enjoyed yourself..

You were just so fucking needy and wanted him to destroy you, marking his practical ownership on you

And how you loved being used..

He takes joy in doing what he wants with you. In bed, he could have a soft mattress for you to lay and be fucked into oblivion

And ofcourse, aftercare would be so much easier considering you could both just cuddle after it, catching your breaths before going to the bathroom to take care of the rest

He would pull out electronics, machines, different variants of vibrators in his drawer.. ofcourse, with a secret password code.

Something that he wouldn't tell you

He has it all in the bedroom

So stimulating you would be as easy as a cat licking off dirt

In the bathroom:

Oh, this one.. you rarely do

It's just usually when you both wanted a part 2 after the bedroom sex but just can't wait

Ofcourse hes tried having rough sex on the bathroom floor.

He does enjoy the sound of your pleasured moans echoing throughout the place, sometimes he fucks you too good you let out noises that would reach his living room, which is, a faraway place considering the sort-of mansion he has

Vox would try to put his hand on the bathtun full of water, teasing you by shocking you through it.

Warm water gets you both in the mood

"Fuck.. don't get too much water running down your pussy. Can't keep making it slippery enough."

You would tease him often, before he completely shuts you down by telling you to shut the hell up and suck his cock

Calls you very dirty nicknames while he pushes himself deep enough your pussy

Would shock you while drips of water flows down both of you.

He just enjoyed your little pained whimpers.

"Pathetic.." he would mutter under his breath seeing you struggle in pain in his grip

But you know you're not complaining

In his office

As usual, a common knowledge, Vox was an extremely busy man

These intimate moments the two of you had were quite rare.. as someone who owns an entire multimedia was the one you had the choice of dating

And you had a lovely taste.

That also goes for your taste in sex life

But hey, someone who has a load of work gets stressed often! Especially when basically they've been a CEO. A buisnessman, through and through.

That's why he keeps you around in his office. To spend time and for you to be the one he glances at when things get too obnoxious for him.

Most times you would fall asleep, or read books he had on shelves for decoration.

He never actually reads them

Sometimes, you would be doing something else

Everyone had a stress reliever somehow

And you were Vox's.

When it gets too boring in his office, or when he actually didn't have a lot of work to do, he would make some time to.. make things a little less boring for the both of you.

He calls for you in his office, and when you finally arrive, all dolled up looking pretty for him, he just loses it.

You were too fucking sexy for him to handle

Especially when he's horny

Like his bedroom, his office has been the second place he spends most of his time in

And fucking you in it has never NOT been special to him

He would just bend you over the desk, fucking you like the slut you are for him

He would taunt you as he pulls on your hair, loving the sounds you made

The TV demon also had a camera recording you two fucking, so when you were too busy in your own thing he'd have something to entertain him when he's in need of you

And goddamn when this man gets needy, you're fucked.

He practically folds you in half as he grinds himself onto your wet pussy, before he slams himself so hard you let out a shriek

"Take that in, you filthy little bitch.. yeah, let those pretty little moans out.."

He would let you suck his cock under the table while he works on tech shit

He chains you up, and he somehow shocks you through those chains making you yelp, your eyes starting to get wet a little at the pain on your hands and neck

He keeps a collar with your initial on it, so everyone knows who you belong to

You're completely okay with it, because you were just as fucked up as he is.

He keeps intimate pictures of you in a secret computer file, one that he would only open up on very special occasions

He also keeps tabs on you, watching you sleep.. in case something happens to you

He would also catch you touching yourself, and this amused him, so he would secretly record.

You were alright with it.

He sits on the couch, keeping you on a leash as you suck his hard dick

He would decline you requesting to be on top. Only would he do that if he lost a bet with you.

Which made you determine to win anything with him

He electrocutes you, the kind that would leave a burn.

So everyone knows that he's fucking you.

He would show off just how good of a girlfriend you are..

He never randomly tells people about your sex life, but if someone asked.. how could he refuse?

Except if you want it to be private

"I'll make sure you forget to say a word.."

While he had a lot of "stuff" in his bedroom, he sure also has a lot in his office

And it was a lot more fun

In his car:

Alright. This is a new concept but it's fun.

This mostly happens when both of you had drinks

This is all very fast-paced

You both would try to make this all quick so you can get home and have some more

He would undress you as you do the same to him whilst he would be grinding his buldge against your already wet pussy

You're always ready and prepared for him.. whenever he liked

He would be so eager to take your underwear off

This man does not know the word "patience". He goes all-out

He keeps a bottle of water in the car in case this happens

"You're fucking dead to me on the way home.." he whispers into your ear before roughly fucking your dripping wet pussy

The familiar feeling of his manhood sent shocks all over your body, as you let out a moan, gripping onto his shoulders tightly.

It won't take a smart person to notice the car shaking rapidly, if someone ever saw that

He would reach his hand down to play with your clit, shocking it every now and then to overstimulate you

He just wanted it to be quick

And a particular shock would send you to your peak, your pussy tightening around his dick as you finally cum after a minute or two

Your walls clenching around him would make him burst, cumming inside you as well

Maybe he'd let you give him a handjob on the way home

On the couch:

Finally. Probably the most romantic place he's ever been intimate with you

It would start off as a sweet, wholesome moment where he'd just keep you close to him

And apparently kissing can awaken something

This is also where blowjobs are common

And yes, you have 69'd here

He lets you be on top sometimes

On the couch, it's more of a love-making than rough sex, which you commonly have with each other

He figured you needed something more.. romantic

Ofcourse he could do that anywhere at any time

But he thinks the couch would be a pretty great place to express that

Especially when both of you would be careless if someone walks in on you

Oh, you just looked so beautiful.. something he would always acknowledge at moments like these

But no matter the place

Or time..

He's just glad he doesn't need to worry about pulling out.

[deltadex]

(I took a screenshot to keep the post short)

I agree that, when push comes to shove, keeping Powder (and anyone else who is close to her) safe is her top priority. But when she isn't protecting those she loves, I see her as someone who cares about protecting the Undercity as a whole, as Act one demonstrates:

Claggor: What if Vander finds out we're all the way out here? Vi: Look around you. You think anyone topside's going hungry?

Vander: We stay out of Piltover's business. Vi: Why? They've got plenty while we're down here scraping together coins. When did you get so comfortable living in someone else's shadow?

Vander: We make ourselves a problem for Piltover and they will send the enforcers. Vi: So? Why answer to them? These are our streets. Someone should remind them of that.

Vi: ...and one day, this city's gonna respect us.

Vander: No one is taking anyone. Vi: It's already happening, you heard them. We need to fight back. And if you won't, I will.

Vi: What I don't understand is how you can work with them. We were here, we saw what they did. I grew up knowing that I'm less than them. That my place is down there. I want Powder to have more than that and I'm willing to fight for it.

Vander: So was I. I was angry, just like you. I led us across this bridge, thinking things could change. If I hadn't your parents would still be alive. I know you wanna hurt the topsiders for what they've done to us. But who are you willing to lose?

I expected a continuation of this theme in the rest of the series, but after the end of Act 1, Vi's primary goal shifted from fighting for the Undercity to reuniting with Powder. Nevertheless, we see her desire for justice resurface in this scene:

Vi: You ever been to Stillwater? Jayce: No. Vi: So you just wave an arm? Have someone dragged off, don't bother to find out what it does to someone being stuffed in a stone box for weeks or months or even years?"

As well as this one:

Vi: You've always been a part of this, you've just never had to look it in the eye. One dead kid? There's hundreds more where he came from thanks to Silco and thanks to people like you who stuck their heads in the dirt.

The only difference is, Vi has now realised that it's not as simple as Piltover vs Zaun. There are good AND bad people on both sides.

This and the fact that Vi's main goal shifts away from fighting for the Undercity is what makes her seem "apolitical" in acts 2 and 3. At the moment, Ekko, Silco, Sevika and Viktor are better representatives of revolutionaries because their goals have stayed the same for several years and they've made actual progress in reaching them.

"Vi cares about individual people...more than she cares about...oppression of Zaun" is currently the case. But I don't think she's ever NOT cared about the other Zaunites who were negatively impacted by Piltover. Act 1 shows that.

Since then, as you say, Caitlyn has proven to Vi that her opinion of a place isn't always a reflection of an individual from that place's character. So yes, I agree she has no loyalty to Zaun ANYMORE. Despite her initial stubborness, her philosophy has evolved. Her loyalty now lies with those who share her ideals and values, whether or not they're from the Undercity. And yes, this includes Caitlyn.

We are yet to see if she applies this same philosophy to her sister, who's values have turned out very different from hers. And if it so happens her sister isn't her main goal anymore in season 2, her focus might shift back to implementing justice, this time not just for those in the Undercity, but for Piltover as well. And what better way to achieve that than becoming an enforcer?

[ghost-cwunch]

Art school sucks: a rant (1/2)

On a good note, I just recently graduated! On a bad note, here's what I learned about art school.

Excuse my stupid use of language I am *extremely* tired and pretty upset.

I'll actually start with the conclusion, in case anyone just wants a TL;DR of the following paragraphs: Art school sucks, because education and art alike should have never been turned into a business.

And no, it's not because of some kind of personal vendetta, or bad teachers (though I've had my fair, fat share of bad art teachers.) but because of the concept itself. As everyone knows education has evolved so much from ancient times, it went from simple information being passed down trough generations and generations, to new discoveries, to arguably a position which is the worst of them all and our current situation... A business. And art school is not exempt of this. Which oh my Hell okay MAYBE it works (to some extent) in other subjects such as science or math or like you know non-abstract concepts- But just think about it. The concept of an art school is *fucked*. Turning education itself into a business just automatically turns the focus from the actual purpose of the concept towards money. What does this result in? I'm pretty sure ya'll already know and I don't want to mansplain, but just for the record and in my opinion, it results in people to see it as a mere source of money. This means teachers see the paycheck, thus pushing students to reach goals that would get them a fatter paycheck (usually good grades, at least here, contests, etc, ((reminder that things like these might not apply to every country))) instead of actually looking to work with the kids. This makes the kids, in return, see school as this systemic thing where they're being pushed around and getting information (useless information at that, some of it) syphoned into their brains. Don't even get me started on all of the issues with verbally or even physically abusive teachers, just plain asshole teachers, etc.

Of course, it varies from country to country but especially here (and from what I know in most countries actually but I digress) art schools are all the same: you get taught specific things in a specific time with a specific deadline- and don't get me started on the people that don't even wanna be in the niche they get put in. That was my case.

Some context: Ever since I was little I was an extremely picky person and obsessed with art, in third grade I already *knew* what kind of art I even wanted to do. It was graphic design. I didn't like painting, and I fucking *hated* architecture. SO I begged my mom to send me to an art school- which she did. She was immediately told that ''yeah we have like a rotation every 3 years because we don't have enough teachers, he's gonna be with the graphics kids, it'll all be good." Guess who didn't end up with ''the graphics kids"? Nah, I got syphoned into plastic arts instead (painting, textile work, irl paint and stuff, nothing digital, no pencilwork, very little graphic techniques etc). Which I fucking hated. Every second of those 7 years, I felt like I've learned absolutely nothing.

[sasukimimochi]

Hey guys! I wasn't looking forward to writing this.. So, I can't get the next chapter of GOM ready before the anniversary tomorrow. Tax season and the holidays have just been super busy and beyond getting a bit done of TWPT I didn't get much progress done. Not to mention the migraine I recently got & family coming tomorrow to see Lucien 😔 everything has been too much go, I didn't wanna ruin my holidays forcing myself to use my little rest time to write so I dialed back for a while. (going to continue the post under reading line)

It sucks because I really really wanted to do something cool for the anniversary. I mean, a whole year of writing a fanfiction, but the longest one I've ever done? And with so many amazingly supportive readers! Over the year we've gained over a thousand kudos and almost 50k hits, I read every comment and most of the time reply to every one! You guys are amazing and I really wanted to make the anniversary at least a little special. Unfortunately I am going to have to push back the date, but i don't think 2 weeks will be realistic so I'm going to set a loose date for the 11th.

Onto more positive news, I have gotten a desktop which should be able to support much better streaming! I haven't been able to use my avatar or game on stream in a long time but now i should be able to do both of those things!

here's a test i did just to see how the bit rate, recording, and frame drops would go. i used to not even be able to play this one at all on my computer! sorry only one video at a time so you only get the spyro clip, but i tested slime rancher also. i still need to adjust some settings, but this is massive amounts better than my old laptop.

my chromakey also might be a bit strong haha i'll fix it.

Since i can't upload tomorrow, If i'm feeling better i might try to do a mini stream in the morning if i have time before we get our visitor, or maybe really late monday. we'll see.

anywho, TLDR; i can't make a post for the anniversary, at least i dont think i can. i'm planning to try to post in a month, after i've sorted real life things and have got the story sorted how i wanted.

i'm also going to try to stream again once my migraine goes away now that i have a better desktop that can support playing games and streaming together, and of course streaming art, too with my pngtuber.

I'm very sorry but i hope you guys are as excited as i am that the fic is now a year old! Thank you for your patience 💖

[welcometotherpsideblog]

˚.⋆ ✶ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨 ! ✶₊⊹

⊹ ࣪ ˖ he/him, 17 (bday in jan) ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

.𖥔 closed|OPEN to more RP partners ꩜.ᐟ

ᯓ★ ┆ semi-lit/lit, historical + fandom RP ✮⋆˙

⊹ ࣪ ˖ CARRD ⊹ ࣪ ˖

HAS MOVED TO @writingatthedisco

𝐑𝐏 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐑:

- ᴘʀɪᴍᴀʀɪʟʏ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍʟᴇss ʜɪsᴛᴏʀɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴘ: victorian, wild west and regency period the most. medieval eras and greek/slavic/general mythology not so much, but still.

- ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴘ: night at a museum, bridgerton, red dead redemption 2, percy jackson, frankenstein (only the novel), marauders era

but 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐏 𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 rn are:

- 𝗥𝗗𝗥𝟮 specific, i have a rough idea for a 18 y.o. golden retriever type cowboy who gets seperated and lost from his usual cowboy group during a cattle round up across America, and decides to stay back so his group can get him on the trail back, in the meanwhile getting accidentally involved with crime and getting sucked into the Van Der Linde gang for means of staying alive and getting money as he waits through the months.

- 𝗙𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗜𝗡 specific, currently i am in the process of working out a Victor x Henry plot (with me playing Victor) (either during the era when Victor is nursed back to healthy by Henry, orthe summer before Victor leaves to study and Henry stays with his family at lake Como)—if you are into the book ship (i am not interested in any other Frankenstien fandom) and love the AO3 fandom surrounding it—reach out! i'm obsessed 😭

(currently: i am looking for answers on only these two ideas- sorry, folks!)

...but ofcourse i am very open to plotting together, if you have any of yourown ideas that fit these settings i wanna hear them!! just please try to be as involved with the plotting as i so we can bounce off eachothers ideas <3

- old ADs: (Bridgerton ServantxServant) (Percy Jackson Museum Quest)

𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐱𝐌, 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

- this is because i don't really enjoy playing preexisting characters, however occasionally i do find the muse for a pre-existing character and ship—mostly then it is only CCxCC and it happens very rarely

- VERY open to making more ocs if you have ideas for settings and plots, i love writing especially when collaborating HHWJSHWHE

- side characters who are canon being played occasionally for scenes and stuff is completely fine by me btw, as long was we both play them from time to time when needed- not just one of us!

𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓:

slow burn, friends to lovers, found family, misfit/outsider, mutual pinning (those the MOST like all my rps had at LEAST one (but all were slow burn and misfit) (ill be fr i only do slow burn and misfit...)) enemies to lovers, various academies/schools, past trauma, forbidden love, abusive/no parents, hurt/comfort, i also dont take my rp too seriously- i include a lot of humor!

- i also love my RP to be plot heavyy, not like... JUST romance, yk? and come to me with plot ideas, not just tropes

𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐏:

- semi-lit/lit, i stay around a three to six paragraphs depending on how much needs to be said, my starters are usually longer as in pushing on 6 paragraphs however i don't worry about length, ofc the lengths will depend on the scene, as long as it gives enough to work with and fits whats happening, i just mirror the other person in terms of it all!

- i rp and reply mostly or at least once daily (unless ofcourse i/you notify the other that you cannot that you are busy or sick or anything) this means i at least want to know you are alive once daily, be it in the form of a OOC DM if busy or a RP reply, and you can reply whenever—don't feel pressured to rush replies out quickly, timing is not important to me! i myself mostly reply around once or twice daily in RP (i write slow, lol), while OOC it depends.

- NO smut

- English is my second language, although i've been speaking and writing in it most of my life, i still may make some slight mistakes

- i roleplay in private discord servers using tupperbox, but tupperbox is not must, though!

- we will also most likely exchange writing/RP samples- it's just the easiest way to see if our RP styles click and if we are both looking for the samw thing in RP!

lot of communication and plotting out OOC is required! im autistic and prefer everything to be cleared up like that 😭

𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐃𝐌 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞/𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚! <𝟑

AND come with whatever specifically caught your eye, your character/an additional idea or whatever, and/or bit about yourself as a roleplayer (lit level/para count, activity, age, whatever you feel is important)! (just gimme smth to work with with the first DM so we can get rolling for the love of god 😭)

[justareglife]

Journal Entry

I was lazy to write down because I guess I'm used to using a laptop nowadays and i guess tumblr can be my safe space too. I have the most trusted friends here hehe.

So today I decided to write down my feelings. This year so far has been challenging. To be honest I was anxious during the 1st month palang, I felt I've been working my ass off last year and needed a break. I guess that was burnout? I didn't have the energy to do anything, but I can't because of the bills I need to settle.

But I think I need a break. So I did. I was so excited to go to our province and let go all of the stress but why am I feeling pressured? Since I've gone fulltime in Pru or in the insurance company I felt the need to insure lives consistently so I did a little work there but it seems like God is making a way to make me rest by cutting off the electricity there for 2 days. By that time, I was able to make a genuine interaction. It was fun and I enjoyed the serenity of the beach but as the days go on I felt the pressure of not producing sales as I went back to home.

I guess I was feeling down as well because of my persistency rate. Last year 6 policies lapsed and I blamed myself for it. This has made a domino effect on my performance. But I need to go on, I need to push forward and move on. So I did, but somehow the sales did not follow through. All of the sudden, ang hirap ng lahat. So my friend taught me to just go back to the basics. So I did. I reset my mindset, rewired my brain and all. It did a good job on motivating me and made me push harder although I was not seeing results. I focused on the things I can control. This business is a numbers game, so I did it. I reached out to X number of people and accepted a lot of rejection too but I was numb to it. I also done face to face approach to a palengke. I was rejected, shouted to. My colleague has one closed deal on that day. I was bitter I had to admit. Cause I was the one who pushed her all day. That day, I was advised to not go with someone who drains your energy. I was lost. Why can't I close a deal anymore? Last year I was very fortunate with ready clients. But this year where I needed to produce more seems so hard. Its like a waiting game but I don't know where it will come. But here I am just pushing forward like I should.

Lastly, I felt like I had to unload this feelings to my parents. I didn't told them my plan that I was going on fulltime with Pru. So I thought, maybe if I told them I would be free and can receive blessings. So I did, and it cost me a lot of emotional damage. I was told things that I can't be here, that I couldn't do it. I take it all in. I told you I was numb. I can't feel anything, until mama said that, " I will not help you anymore, I will not refer you to my friends." That phrase struck me. I thought to myself why is it so hard to just support and trust me. Made me question myself, do they love me for myself or do they just need me.

My boyfriend said once that I'm like a damsel in distress in this house. I really am. I'm just sad that this house feels like Rapunzel's tower that I want to escape but torn because I'm brainwashed that I am an ungrateful daughter if I leave my old age parents.

Maybe this feeling is the feeling that all my life I was told to give a good life and was pressured to do good in school and to provide for my family. It felt unfair when my brothers left the house and suddenly I need to hustle for them and take care of them. I didn't felt their help honestly. I reached out for support but why do I feel like I'm a nobody to my siblings.

Is it weird that I consider my friends as my family too? I wish someday my parents could understand me that I'm lost for a moment and I needed their support sometimes. I'm just tired living in their expectations. I just want to do my thing. I wanna stop being anxious. I miss being happy. That's it. I just wan to have money and be happy.

I wish that in the next coming months, I will be successful.

Thank you tumblr, for being here as always for my thoughts.

[ttvnadeeta]

couple of things.

1.change of plans. so will go live tomorrow with fiance instead. fiance is building something in minecraft as well as he didn't wanna wait 3 days(since we wouldn't game til Friday with original plan)for us to game again. so sticking to normal schedule and gaming tomorrow. the plan tonight should still be plan tomorrow which will be pc/ps. i know we're finishing the roblox games we didn't get to finish before,but not sure on what all else we are doing. we shall see.

2. idk when i will get the tiktok videos done. i wanna try and wait til i have room on my pc as i wanna save the vids on my pc so i can cross post them. so i either need to find my USB or get a new one,but i wanna save up money towards the trip which is why on both my main and my twitch tiktok i estimated it might be 1-3 months til i can get them uploaded. srry about the wait guys.

3. idk if i will backseat tonight. considering the time its very doubtful,but i might. who knows. guess it depends on what all i plan to do and if i get busy at all tonight. if no solo stream tonight,i should at least have a stream tomorrow

4. i finished editing my clips/highlights from last night. still can't edit my old highlights though as twitch still won't clip them right. even when a highlight has a category when u clip it,it acts like it doesn't have one and its blank. so if within the next week or 2 I'm gonna title my highlights(as i haven't been doing so,as i thought i could clip them by now) so that way u guys know what ur looking at. hopefully they fix this issue soon,cuz its a pain. i don't like having highlights that are like 10-30 seconds. 1. it bugs me and 2. highlights don't get pushed as much as clips do,so

5. still no update regarding my picture i recently posted. for those who don't know I'm referring to what my boss texted me. so still don't know how stream is going to work cuz idk if i'm doing anything with family the day of or the day before and idk how that would effect stream if we would do it the day before or the day of(the day of are non-streaming days) and what time i would be with family,and/or streaming. when i get more info from the family(when it gets closer to November and December)i should have more info and will be able to talk to fiance and work out a schedule and all that good stuff. right now its up in the air. we're probably doing it the day of as of now but idk on time and ifk if that will change,so we shall see.

i think that's it. well i hope u all have a good rest of ur evening and until next time <3 .

[paleparearchive]

The True Intention I Want to Know

Giotto's initial 4★ story (1/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )

Location: museum hallway (night) ; atelier 2 (night) ; kitchen (morning) | Characters: Giotto, Raffaello, Kuroda, Watteau, Rubens, Aoi/MC

Aoi: (Phew… I finally got my work done… Right before the date changes…)

(... As expected, there is no one in the studio anymore at this hour, right…? But I'll take a look just in case someone is pushing themselves too hard.)

—

Aoi: (Is that over there... Giotto-san?)

Giotto: Should I make it a bit brighter here? No, if I did that, it'd make it hard to balance with this one… Maybe I needa make this one darker… Hmmm… No, no good.

Aoi: (He seems to be concentrating, I shouldn't talk to him.)

Giotto: … Young lady? What's wrong? Need somethin' from me?

Aoi: No, I just came to check if anyone was still in the atelier. I apologize for interrupting your concentration.

Giotto: Nah, I just needed a break. That's our deputy director for ya. Ya know your timing.

Aoi: No, it's just… it's just a coincidence. Still, it's quite late, so don't push yourself too hard.

Giotto: Uh…? You're right. I didn't know it was that time already. Thanks for worryin' 'bout me. But you've also been workin' 'til this late, haven't ya, young lady?

Aoi: Aaaaah… Ahaha. I got a little too focused. Then I realized that it was late…

Giotto: Young lady… I heard from the others that you've been workin' late a lot lately, right? Arentcha the one who's pushin' herself too hard?

Aoi: Yes, it's true that I've been very busy these days… But it's a pleasant pain. We're getting more and more customers and that has caused a lot of paperwork to pile up.

Giotto: Gotcha. It's true that there's a lot of activity these days.

Aoi: That's right! So I wanted to make this museum even more successful.

Giotto: So, during the day, ya work out in the open as the curator, and after the museum closes, ya do administrative work.

Aoi: Exactly. I used to be able to do paperwork in between... But now, it is indeed difficult.

Giotto: I see. If it's 'bout dealin' with customers, I think I can handle it to some extent. I'll tell the others 'bout it next time. Maybe Rubens'd be willin' to help?

Aoi: Huuh!? But that would be bad and…!

Giotto: Not at all. Ya ain't the only one who wanna make this museum more successful. However, I ain't very good at paperwork... So can ya work on that one?

Aoi: Fufu… Alright, thank you very much. Well then, I'll ask you next time.

Giotto: Yeah. I'll talk to everyone 'bout it tomorrow right away.

Aoi: That would be a great help. Ah, and Giotto-san, if you also have any difficulties or worries, please let me know. I'll be happy to assist you in any way I can!

Giotto: I don't have any. Ya should give the others more attention.

Aoi: (Giotto-san, who has no complaints… That's amazing. But I hope he isn't holding it in, right? Even if I get worried, he dodges the question…)

(I wish I could create an environment where Mr. Giotto could be more vulnerable, even if only a little…)

—

Kuroda: So you want to create an environment where Giotto can be more vulnerable, right?

Aoi: Giotto-san is very reliable and always helpful. But I was talking to him and I thought, is there anyone Giotto-san can rely on…

Raffaello: Indeed, I also consult with Giotto-san from time to time… but he never asks me for advice.

Aoi: That's right… I really wish he would talk to me about it, but he always dodges it. I was wondering if you could give me some ideas on what to do–

Watteau: I heard everythin'!

Aoi: Huh!? Watteau-kun, and Rubens-san as well!?

Watteau: If there's one environment where Giotto-san can be vulnerable, it's that one!

Rubens: Deputy-chan, leave it to us!

Aoi: (What is "that one"...? Could it be the usual…?)

[tell-them-the-north-remembers]

Hi! Wanna start by saying I love your work. And I am not sure if you are answering questions about it on here but I just have to ask. The last chapter of The Taste of Ruin got me hooked 100% and I have so many questions about it that I am not sure if you are gonna answer in future chapters so I wanted to ask here 1- I know royal weddings take long to prepare and all that but are there any other particular reasons that Viserys REFUSED to push the date earlier? Seems kinda fishy to me. Or maybe it is just my brain mad about Otto's tempering with medieval plan B but I am all for the tension and longing it creates between Alicent and Daemon 😂 2- I am so SO curious about the direction you are gonna take the possible??? pregnancy route. Is she not actually pregnant, are they gonna push the wedding earlier, will it have to do with Daemon's promise, will Otto just stop being an ass and let them use moon tea now the political alliances have changed within the court?Don't mind me if I am being annoying I am just so restless waiting for the next chapter (not pressuring you or anything tho, write whenever you feel like it ik it's very rude to just demand anyone writes anything) and wanted you to know how much I love the fic and your writing 💙

First of all, thank you! This is the first time I have gotten an ask like this and it feels weird to reply (it is absolutely not weird of you to ask though!) but real life has been extremely busy lately and I have neither replied to the comments nor posted a new chapter in 2 weeks. So I absolutely get why you want to ask here.

As for the questions:

1- Now, I am surprised this actually intrigued you and I do have to say that I can't answer this without spoiling future chapters so I will not. But just know that you are seemingly more perceptive than most.

2- This is yet another info that would be a spoiler. However on this I will say that more than one of these things will happen and there will not be an actual pregnancy plotline just yet. I know how much you guys yearn for it lol, but it is just not time yet.

Also you are absolutely not being annoying, I am honored that you like my work enough to come and ask me these things here! 💗

[chaos0pikachu]

Hey Pikachu (or do you prefer chaos?)

Unpopular BL opinions: MaxTul

Personally, I like them as far as the fmv edits are concerned. It's not so much that I don't like their shows, which I've only watched (and heard of) TWM and MOD, but that I don't understand the hype people have over them or their shows. you could say it's the same with OffGun for me. I like them as actors and as a pair and while the writing of these shows isn't special it's serviceable. I don't follow actors IRL. I don't care enough, nor is it any of my business. I got into both these shows after watching the fmvs and the comments about them being the best and the shows being amazing (it might just have to do with the time ig) but like, yeah they are good but really all they are is better than most others. If you get what I'm saying. I'd love to have seen them in something with a little more budget so I could judge better but now that Tul has retired I don't think I will.

I don't get this 'Kings of Chemistry' status they have and hold coz lbr 2022 gave us so much. And maybe my opinion of them is colored by those shows. Just a little bit.

Gimme a moment to bask in the glory of being called Pikachu (I'm good with chaos too tbh I love it all)

So the MaxTul shows I watched were Manner of Death and Together with Me. The latter I didn't finish because it was awful. Lol sorry to the fans but the show was boring and poorly made I think I only made it 2 episodes. Manner of Death had an interesting story but was so sloooooooooooow and the direction was awful and the editing was bad and the acting was hella mid. The show needed a better director, and a better budget and it woulda been a better show. The story was 100% there.

I think that's my biggest issue with Max and Tul is they're pretty mid actors to me? I think Tul is a better actor, so it woulda been cool to see him in a series against a better actor than Max (who's like, very average imo). I think they earned the Kings of Chemistry b/c during their era there was a lot of bad or mid chemistry with super chaste or outright dead fish kissing.

I'll hand it to Max and Tul, they can kiss. They def give it their all. They go for broke. But their body of work is from an era that's really rough quality wise and I think a lot of ppl forgive the lack of quality of a show b/c they specifically like the actors of said show. T

I've said before I don't vibe with a lot of GMMTV's shows b/c to be frank, they low-key suck lol they're low budget, and have sound issues, and acting issues, and lighting issues, and editing issues the list goes on and on. They purposely set a majority of them in university to cut down on costs and their stories tend to be boring (to me!!!). hey're the salt-less potato salad of BL shows imo

They rely on the audience's parasocial relationships with their "acting pairs" to carry the show like let's be real, Ohm and Nanon could star in the most basic, poorly produced university BL GMMTV's ever done and fans would still flock to it b/c they wanna see Ohm and Nanon acting together again especially as a couple.

I don't vibe with that personally, I don't give a fuck about acting pairs which is why I shall forever push Apo and Bible in a series together b/c they have amazing chemistry together and they're both solid actors. They would be dope as like rival assassins with contrasting methods who fall in love after being forced to work together (like Hobbs and Shaw but Thai and Gay)!!!

(sidenote not hating on anyone who does like a specific acting pair y'all live your life, live your truth, I support you)

Anyway Max and Tul are like, okay I think both are kinda mid actors in the two series I saw them in both of which I didn't really vibe with but they can smooch so kudos to them hope Tul enjoys retirement legit