#but eh has to be done 🤷🏻‍♀️

[gregmarriage]

art therapy, but it’s me writing my shitty little fics

[onekisstotakewithme]

20 questions for fic writers 💜

tagged by the lovely @mihrsuri (I think more than once, although the other time was some time ago... thank you for the tag! 🥰💜)

1. how many works do you have on ao3? 221, not counting unrevealed ones from exchanges

2. what's your total ao3 word count? 1,417,178 words

3. what fandoms do you write for? Right now, mostly M*A*S*H and The West Wing, though I do occasionally dabble in other fandoms (Star Trek TOS, For All Mankind, etc.)

4. top five fics by kudos? 1) Ties That Bind - Star Trek (Spirk) 2) a wild call and a clear call (that may not be denied) - Star Trek (Spirk) 3) Uncharted Territory - M*A*S*H (Beejhawk) 4) ye who are weary, come home - M*A*S*H (Punnihawk, Charles/Donna, canon pairings, etc.) 5) you were meant for me - M*A*S*H (Punnihawk)

5. do you respond to comments? Not usually. I feel pretty guilty about it and I do try and go for a thank you note in the A/N at the end of each story/chapter, but my spoons are pretty limited. I do however cherish each and every comment, and if I have regular commenters, your username is probably carved into my heart. 🥺

6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Uhhh. That is a good question, because even if I write in angsty/bittersweet scenes, the endings are usually more hopeful or happy.

I guess my best answer to that is "let's do some living (after we die)" only because it's immediately followed by canonical character death. lmao.

7. what's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? There are any number of stories you could pick for this one, haha. But I guess if I had to pick (twist my arm, why don't you!), then it's probably either "ye who are weary, come home" (OT3 Endgame!!!), OR "Make the Leap" (this one takes place on January 21st, 2007, so that and the title should make it self explanatory 😉)

8. do you get hate on fic? Not... really? Sometimes I'd get comments complaining that I should be writing a different pairing 🤷🏻‍♀️ (which..???) but I don't get much "engagement" to begin with usually, so I'm grateful that what I do get is for the most part positive. 🥰

9. do you write smut? Yep. Nothing super hardcore and not very often (because I am a self-conscious girlie haha) but I will write it. Posting it is another story. I want to do more, it's just getting over myself to do it. (if anyone has advice on how to proceed with getting over my self-consciousness, I'm ALL ears).

10. craziest cross over? I once, in my misspent youth, wrote a crossover between Downton Abbey and Titanic (it's still buried in the depths of my FFN page, alas it is unfinished.)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen? Not as far as I know, no.

12. have you ever had a fic translated? Yes! My one M*A*S*H Fic, "Here's Hoping We Meet Now and Then" (aka BJ puts the "GOODBYE" stones together with the help of the rest of the 4077) was translated into German by a dear friend of mine, Pat. And you can read that here.

13. have you ever co-written a fic before? A few times in the distant past. Once recently (I'm sure you'll all see it soon enough!!) 😈... in general, I love the idea of getting to write with my fellow ficcers whom I cherish and admire, so I'd love to do more co-written fics.

14. all time favorite ship? I'm not picking one lmao. But if I had to? Probably CJ/Danny. They had everything. the chemistry. the will they/won't they. the yearnnnning. (Close runners-up are BJ/Peg/Hawkeye, Anna/Bates, Spirk... and Kate/Gibbs because I don't forget my roots).

15. what's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Triad Wedding. 😬 I got kinda burnt out and (at the time I finished it) went "eh no one will want to read this anyway" so now I have a 125k MASH draft on my desktop. It has... well, everything. Bisexual OT3 wedding. Mucho smut (more than I've ever published in one story before in my LIFE). Communication ✨. etc. It's been two years now, so even though there's a full draft, I don't want to promise that it'll ever be done. It needs a lot of work.

16. what are your writing strengths? Dialogue. I used to be terrified of writing dialogue, and now I think I'm decent at it. Staying in character, maybe?

17. what are your writing weaknesses? Pacing! Ask me why the 125k draft mentioned above is only seven days of in-universe time.

Also I could be better at worldbuilding. I know many authors who flesh out the whole universe and make it feel so breathable and lived in (Mia for example, she's a champ at that!) but that's still a work in progress for me. AND smut. I need to get better/more confident at that, but I've yet to learn how after six-odd years of writing it. 😐

18. thoughts on dialogue in another language? I don't speak enough languages for that. Other authors can do it and do it convincingly. Not me tho.

19. first fandom you wrote in? Lost (baby's first fanfic, still buried in the depths of my FFN page); but I really got into it with Downton Abbey.

20. favorite fic you've written? I could give one of my usual answers about "ye who are weary" (because of the technical achievement of covering so many characters in one story), or "Don't Bet Your Future" (probably my MOST self-indulgent) but instead...

I really enjoyed writing "None of Us Are More Than Caretakers", guys. The season 7 secret relationship is one of my favourite time periods to cover for CJ and Danny, and getting to write this little "missing episode" between Last Hurrah and Institutional Memory was so much fun, and a great technical challenge. Plus it WAS self-indulgent because I got to write all the post-coital scenes we were robbed of in canon AND build up to the events of IM.

thank you again!!! and I'll tag whoever is interested and has a few free hours to kill! 💜✨

[lumax-mayclair]

Watched the the new Zoey 101 movie (guilty) and I thought it was fine. I really think if they wrote a couple things a little differently it would’ve been better:

Like Quinn being overwhelmed by the wedding preparation because she’s never thought about having a big wedding but ofc Logan has, that all makes sense and I hear what she’s saying but I don’t really see what she’s saying. In terms of storytelling and film making, I feel like they should’ve dramatisized everything more. Like the life sized cakes was the only thing that seemed over the top and I can see how that’s a little much but nowhere else did it seem like Logan was making more of a “spectacle than making it meaningful”.

They should’ve run more with the sight gags like those cakes because as the wedding ends up looking just very plain (not a diss) but very classy and elegant looking. Even Quinn’s dress is so simple but beautiful.

It’s a small venue, the wedding colors are green, black, and white. Very simple. Some flowers here and there.

I guess Lyric was one of those overwhelming gags also to emphasize how “over the top” all this is but that’s her “gift” to them, she’s Quinn’s sister in law and they’ve known each other for nearly 15 yrs so why are we overwhelmed with something that should be normal coming from her ???

(p.s. unpopular opinion: I liked Lyrics’ song, the melody was great, the lyrics eh, but I like the line “she’s in her wedding dress and he’s hoping she’ll say yes”; very Quogan, very “She’s everything, He’s just Ken”.)

Anyway moving away from Quogan: Michael. Literally what is the point of taking one of the main main characters who bothered to return for this reboot, and having them lose their voice so they can’t speak for half the movie. You might say it’s due to controversy but if they cared about controversies, they wouldn’t have done this movie at all 🤷🏻‍♀️.

Stacey & Mark: to preface: personally I loved Stacey in the original and Mark is…Mark 🤷🏻‍♀️. I kinda wish they had mentioned Stacy’s original obsession with Logan in the series, I think that could’ve been fun if they worked that in somehow. They did mention Mark & Quinn dating but (ins how everyone feels about this) I would’ve liked if Mark had regret about dump—breaking up with (😅) Quinn and was holding a torch for her or something because again: she’s everything. The whole dynamic of Quogan and Stark being couple besties…wasn’t the vibe imo. The whole thing of Stacey interrupting the wedding bcs she’s obsessed with murder mysteries like since when?? How did that happen?? WHERE ARE THE COTTEN SWABS AND WHITE GLUE!!!!!? You’re gonna tell me a friend officiating their 2 friends wedding doesn’t think to turn off their notifications when they’re reading the nuptials off their phone during said wedding like—?? Especially when one of her announcements was for everyone to silence their phones????!

Speaking of phones out during the wedding: Zoey.

I mean…it’s Zoey (JLS) who’s surprised that this, the most special of days has to be made about her and her really weird and sad desire to go back to PCA. Also it’s really weird to me how that was the solution to the wedding being ruined when literally she’s the only one feigning to go back, the others are doing great and are cool being done with that. They look back fondly, not longingly, so idk why it was played like getting married at PCA is somehow Quinn’s dream and the solution to their problem. And if we do go back and have the Quogan wedding there, HOW ARE WE NOT GONNA INCLUDE THEIR BENCH!!!!? I mean maybe the group didn’t know about it, maybe, but Logan definitely would and speaking of Logan.

Nothing much wrong with him in the film tbh, he was so husband it was great actually, but what the hell was that line?? They’ve been together, again, almost 15 years. There is 0 chance he doesn’t know to talk to her if they’re having a problem. To be fair tho, I think the implication was that in the hustle and bustle and over the top ness of the wedding he lost sight of them as a couple and how their dynamic works and that’s why Quinn was upset but like, really?? all Zoey has to say is “have you tried just talking to her” and he remembers that that’s what they do…?? Okay.

Anyway, I think we all agree a Quogan movie would’ve been better. 😊😊

Oh! P.s. Chase! This is really sad and pathetic. Get over this, bitch!!

[dpsisquared]

Enjoy this random snippet of Dimileth fake dating that I found in my WIPs. No clue what the context or plan was 🤷🏻‍♀️

"Oh, is that the event you were telling me about, honey?" She locked her arm in his and said pointedly to Cornelia, "I'm so happy I'll finally get to meet everyone! I'm Byleth by the way," and extended her hand. Cornelia shook it, looking bemused. "Byleth, eh? I daresay everyone will be anxious to meet you, as well." She drifted off to mingle. "What are you thinking?" he hissed in a whisper. "She was completely ignoring your boundaries!" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "That's what she does. I'm used to it." "It's something to stop, not get used to!" "Now what am I going to do, when everyone is expecting me to bring my new lover?" She grinned. "That's the best part. Say we broke up in explosive fashion, like, the night before. That explains my absence, and they'd look like jerks trying to move in on you." She holds out her hands, looking pleased with herself, like she has bestowed a generous gift upon him. He stared at her a moment with an unreadable look on his face. "They'll just try to soothe my broken heart," he said. Then, with a smirk, he continued, "No, what would really stop them is you coming with me. Seeing how desperately in love I am." He crossed his arms over his chest and arched his brow, the posture of issuing a challenge, and she never backed down from a challenge. Except, she wasn't actually sure what this one was. "I... don't have a dress," she said. "I'm rich. I'll buy you one." "I don't know how to dance." "I do. I'll teach you." "I could have plans, you know." He snorted. "Not likely." "Rude!" "Are you quite done?" he said smugly. "This was your idea, you know." That was technically true, but the idea had escaped her hold, grown and mutated. She had started this conversation feeling in control, playing the part of the predator. But now she had the distinct feeling of being a fox that ended up in a snare, and a wolf was prowling.

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Random question: Do you think that future Zelda games should have more nuance storytelling? A common complaint that I saw about Tears of the Kingdom was that the story was too ‘Black & White’ and it was a topic that was often brought up in months following the games release (even to the point that some were painting Rauru as the villain & Ganondorf as the good guy treated it as fact despite how NOT true that was)

I mean… eh 🤷🏻‍♀️

I love me some complicated characters, truly. Understanding their motivations, seeing their relationships, I live for that stuff. But Zelda games have nuanced storytelling in other ways, oftentimes in what they don’t say. Can they be more interesting? Yeah. Would I have preferred a different/better story for TotK? Yeah. But I feel like Zelda games bring a lot to the table, and the storytelling has never necessarily been their strength but also never necessarily been bad. Besides, have you seen Majora’s Mask? Freaking phenomenal characters there.

Also, these games are for kids as well as adults - children aren’t fools, but basic good and bad principles should be portrayed as black and white and then as they grow they learn there’s greyscale in the middle. Something that’s lost nowadays is that some things are just wrong and some things are just right. Some things are just true and some things are just not.

Overall, a more nuanced story would be nice, but I don’t think Zelda stories have been bad, and it’s definitely a popular and steadily becoming overused trope to make the bad guy “misunderstood.” Give me complicated characters, sure, but don’t downplay the horrible things they’ve done because Tragic Backstory or some other nonsense. I feel like people’s desire for “nuanced” doesn’t actually always mean interesting or complicated.

So… eh 🤷🏻‍♀️

[cognacdelights]

i honestly think there will be a season 4 because it is still one of netflix biggest shows, the only way i can see it being cancelled if is netflix looses a majority of their customers after the whole not sharing account fiasco ( that i am so pissed of about )

anyway the only reason why i am excited is because they are finally addressing the pogues mental health and JJ’s childhood abuse and anxiety because of that

eh i don’t really think it’s that popular anymore

i know A LOT of people who have lost interest in the show since they confirmed jiara and will not be watching, including myself

i genuinely think that that will plummet ratings dramatically like so fucking low. people don’t want to see that tbh 🤷🏻‍♀️

it’s such a shame bc i think all of them a good enough actors to pull that off and have some really emotional scenes but the reality is that one shit judgement to green light a shit storyline completely ruins the show

plus we all know that the writers are shit and it’s going to be done in the stupidest way possible. pope is going to get with cleo before any jiara shit happens so he has “no right” to be mad about it (which he should be and it’s unrealistic if he’s not) and then it’s gonna kiara whining at jj for 10 episodes straight and changing everything about him that people actually like and spending the entire season apologising to her for being himself and not what she wants him to be

[dr-fancy-pants]

I don't do that often but some little art rambling

I think I'll post it later but I made a sketch yesterday without a single look at a ref - which nowadays is very rare for me - and it made me realize some stuff

Using photo references so heavily has made me make a LEAP in how I see and construct anatomy, even without reference now. I'm better with weird angles, and quicker (people who have seen me draw IRL know I was already crazy quick. Well I'm faster now, sorry bout that. It's the brain worms. If not fast enough, I get bored and ditch it all 🤷🏻‍♀️)

Drawing people without clothes will help with that. And also. It's nice. 😅🤣 (No next drawing is not nakey. Just an open shirt. Already something eh)

Just like my style is different if I draw directly on the tablet (haven't done that lately. I was using hand drawn sketches and lined them on the tablet), my style is different if I use a photo reference or not. With a photo ref I tend to more realistic traits and proportions, with finer face features and hands. Without I get blockier/rounder faces, and more cartoonish looks. Which I should have noticed because I reduce canon proportions ON PURPOSE since high school (that's LONG AGO) in my art.

A little bit on canon proportions: I have no idea how to explain it in artsy terms because I have never taken a single art class in my life outside of the mandatory ones in middle school (which. Meh. The teacher didn't like that I was obsessed with stuff and kept drawing the same thing for months on ends, only adapting to the rules (limited palette, include stripes, whatever. I managed to do all that while still drawing horses only lol). I wish she could see my blog, now 🤣🤣🤣

Anyway canon proportions for an adult man are that the whole body will be 7x to 8x the head in height. Women tend to be 6 to 7.

My proportions are usually 5x to 6x, except for my OC Desden who gets 7 because he's supposed to be noticeably taller than everyone else. Which results in that more cartoonish look, because the head will look bigger compared to the body.

Anyway. Just found that interesting so I thought I'd share 🤷🏻‍♀️

[never-not-ever]

I’m at the car dealership and the lady who I was just talking to has a picture of her 5 daughters on her desk. An old coworker is having baby #2 due this December and she has an 8 month old right now. My cousin recently told me she’s pregnant…

🙃🙃🙃

Ugh I feel so eh today. I’m on day 4 of being off but I go back tomorrow and I’m kind of dreading it. The 4 day weekend was very much needed cause my last two shifts were eh. But now I’m like ughhh I don’t want to go back. But on the plus side my next weekend off I’m using PTO for my last shift before my weekend and that gives me 6 days off.. like that is just CRAZY! It was never this easy to get time off let alone have that much time off using only 1 PTO day?? I mean yea I bunch up 80% of my hours in only 2 days 😂 but it’s so worth it!

My weight is slowly climbing and it’s making me so uncomfortable. I know how stupid the scale is and how easily it can change so saying my weight is 10lbs higher in the last 6 weeks is scary but also 🤷🏻‍♀️ I know it can easily go down 5lbs in the next few days due to so many factors so WHY does it matter????

Ugh it doesn’t help that her mother told me how I look so skinny and how I must have lost a lot more weight and that when she hugged me she could feel my ribs. Like I’m sitting here right now holding onto this roll of fat on the top of my stomach… My ribs are not prominent like that, I think she was exaggerating… but it has been a few months since I’ve seen any of her family so yes I do look a little different.

All this weight shit is just fucking with my head. I’m so irritated today. I feel like I got 0 accomplished these past few days but also it wasn’t the plan to do any housework. The plan was to relax and unwind. But I just hate my current living situation so much and I feel like I could have done SO MUCH to change that.

Ugh I need therapy. But also I think my therapist is getting sick of the same 3 topics. Work, “her” and weight stuff. On the plus side I think I’m going back to seeing her in person sometime in June. A couple months ago when things were “bad” she made a comment about not being able to see me in person. Like to physically see how bad things are getting. Now it’s low key messing with my head being able to see her in person again..

I need to call my Aunt and I keep putting that off. I keep putting so many things off cause I just want to be alone while I can before I have to pick her up from work. I chose to sleep more this morning instead of “tidying” up the place. I could talk to my Aunt on my way home from the dealership but I just need some alone time. It sounds so stupid. A lot of things sound stupid lately. I feel so irritated and annoyed and it’s bothering me.

[bisluthq]

So how do you think Ethan Slater is going to react when Ariana inevitably leaves him after wicked 2 promo is done? Dude really left his postpartum wife and baby for a woman who has a history of getting with taken men and dumping them when she gets bored smh

eh well that’s Ethan’s fucking problem for then lol. Obviously he shouldn’t have cheated but he did and 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️ who knows lol maybe it works out.

[ughdontbeboring]

Listen babe no heart attacks for you! Hahaa.

But I’m glad bc this was sooooo good!! You deserve all the praise for such a yummy masterpiece 🤤 And yes i literally was “eh if anyone can get me to read these tags it’s bestie 🤷🏻‍♀️” I had the candle and a smoke going 😂 right before I start tearing at my sheets with my fucking teeth bc I need them so bad 🫠😮‍💨

yes loved loved loved their dynamic and how it warm lost even through the smut.

the tittle was chefs kiss seriously.

and yessss I’m so excited! stop that gif has me crying lol I can’t wait till it feels done done! So I can share it with you! 🤎

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PAIRING: Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen x f!Reader x Benny Cross

SUMMARY: Benny comes home after a week on the road and has things to make up for, to his brother Feyd-Rautha and their sweetheart.

TAGS: AFAB she/her reader, no use of y/n, third person POV, threesome - F/M/M, explicit sexual content, penis in vagina sex, oral sex, anal fingering/sex (f receiving), double creampie, overstimulation, spit kink, slight degradation kink, touch of breeding kink, dirty talk, pet names, manhandling, filthy & messy, twincest/selfcest, brotherly rivalry, dirty stray puppy benny, domestic cat feyd, porn with minimal plot

WORD COUNT: 4k

A/N: Frothing at the mouth, barking at the moon, moaning like a slut, I've been wanting to write this for ages and here it isss 🥹❤️ (after blueballing @sebastianswallows with it for like four months asdfg)

Ao3 | Masterlist 🖤

Dividers by @saradika-graphics

"Look what the cat dragged in. If it isn't my lost brother who has come home to have his laundry done."

The embers of a late summer day still cling to Benny's hair and jacket as he glowers at the scene before him — His twin brother sprawled out on the king-sized bed, big enough to fit three people, legs propped up and spread apart so that the first thing that Benny was forced to see when he walked in was Feyd-Rautha's cock filling out their sweetheart's pussy from root to tip.

She's on his chest, her legs raised and held apart by veined, pale hands, tits bouncing with each obscene upwards thrust, lungs fighting for enough air to formulate a greeting as Feyd carves her insides out. The creaking of the slatted frame is unhealthy sounding, dark wood slamming against the tapestry, the ever same spots crumbling under the force of the bed posts. The cotton sheets are rumpled under their bodies.

"And you've grown into a fully domesticated house cat?" Benny grits his teeth and throws his gloves on the chair, annoyed to find both armrests occupied by Feyd's shit. Who wears a fucking dressing gown at home anyway.

"One of us has to stay home to take care of our poor darling. We don't want her to feel neglected and leave us, do we, brother?"

Benny clenches his jaws and glares. He does not want that.

"I wasn't gone that long." The blonde man squares his shoulders, cheek and forehead still streaked with residue exhaust gases and dirt from the road.

"It's been over a week," Feyd coos promptly, his voice like rattling chains, being calmly dragged across jagged stone. "And you didn't come across a single payphone during your adventures."

Coming home is never not an aching duality. Guilt burns in his guts, a bitter taste at the back of his throat. He always waits for their darling to raise her voice and kick him back out on the street, but she never does. Benny's chest grows lighter, young heart pitter-pattering against his ribs. 

Coming home is also like getting candy at a carnival. It never stops being exciting when he wraps his hand around a bag of treats, and he will always moan when the cotton candy melts on his tongue.

"D-Don't provoke him," their darling finally gasps, trying to heave herself into a sitting position on Feyd's abdomen. She might as well have tried to sit still on a Bucking Bronco. The jerky undulations of his pelvis thrust her right backwards, spine colliding with the hard velvet planes of his chest again. Unyielding hands spread her knees that bit further back, tugging her to the sweet edge of discomfort.

"I should have known you would side with him, sweetling," Feyd purrs and Benny catches a glimpse of his brother's ink black canines and incisors that give him the guise of a hissing serpent. "I've been playing far too nice with you lately."

"I'm not siding with anyone, I'm just - ahhh - glad he isn't dead. G-God, Feyd, can you slow down?" Her head lolls sideways, nose and lips sliding against the cords of his neck as her chin settles in the hollow above his clavicle.

"Contrary to other people in this room, I take pleasuring you very seriously, so be a good darling now, yes?" Feyd is by no means done with this demonstration that has Benny’s aching hard-on pressing against his battered jeans. He's a fucking idiot for for being away from home and missing out on this — and leaving her in the care of his psychotic brother for so long.

"I'm sorry," the blonde man grits out, blue puppy eyes framed by long lashes. He's so ridiculously pretty, Feyd has always hated him for that.

"Make yourself useful, brother. You have something to make up for."

Benny doesn't even slip his boots or jacket off before climbing onto the bed like a dog whistled to heel. Leather creaks and the sharp smell of gasoline and cigarettes melts into the heady bouquet of sex, sweat and perfume. The mattress dips under the added weight and soot-stained hands glide over their sweetheart's jiggling ass, pinning her down against Feyd's hard abdomen and hip bones. Calloused thumbs tug her labia apart and his entire torso is forced to move along with his brother's unrelenting lesson to make him jealous.

"There you go," Feyd coos when their darling moans out, pussy clenching like a vise around his pale, milky shaft as soon as Benny's plush lips wrap around her swollen, little nub.

That's what makes it so great to share her, they all get something out of it.

Benny grunts his wordless apology, hot breath puffing out of his nostrils while his tongue gets to work, feasting on the sweet juice of homecoming. Benny is always so eager when he has his face stuffed between her legs, blue eyes begging for forgiveness as if he thinks he hardly deserves to be here in the first place. She can never stay mad at him for long even though she's sworn she will, god knows how many times.

The aching pressure of Feyd's thick cock sinks into her navel and her channel grows tight, every nerve end prickling overwhelmingly, lit by a match that only burns when both of them have their cocks and mouths on or in her.

The strength of two men holds down her squirming thighs and she can only throw her head from left to right, tear on Benny's curls or scratch Feyd-Rautha's hard flank bloody, but nothing can stop the white-hot orgasm from careening up to her.

The truth is, she can't climax so easily when she's worried and worry eats at her most of the time when Benny is away. She feels sorry for making Feyd work so hard for it when he's on his own, sorry to be cumming so fast now when Benny has only had his lips on her for a minute.

Moan after moan bubbles from her throat like beads off a snapped string and her convulsing body bears down on the man below her, hips bucking against the face of the man above her. Feyd-Rautha chuckles, calls her a filthy toy and the crude words prolong her climax for painful seconds. She feels wetness against her cheek and has to claw her way back out of the quivering daze to realize it's neither sweat nor tears, it's Feyd's tongue licking a stripe from her cheek to her temple.

Benny feels the pulsing of her cunt under his tongue, the contractions of her muscles radiating all the way to her swollen clit, and that's all he gets for now. Jealously, he peeks down at his brother's balls and cock, sheathed and snuggled and milked by their darling's squishy cunt. Or — about to be milked. His twin brother has an obscene amount of stamina when he wants to, probably because pain gets him going and nothing hurts like being edged.

Benny's jeans strangle him while he helplessly ruts against the sheets, like a mutt in heat that they had scraped off the road. He has far less self-restraint. His leather suffocates him and perspiration glues his shirt to his back, but he wouldn't take his lips off their darling's perfect little cunt even if a gun was held to his head.

The thick base of Feyd's cock slides repeatedly against Benny's chin. Spit drips out of the biker's pink mouth and down the coarse beard stubble which leaves Feyd's pale shaft with a prickling rash from the bristly friction. The fair-skinned brother hisses, muscles tensing in his glutes as he slams upwards.

Benny has something to make for to both of them.

One calloused palm remains on her thigh, the other slides to his brother's, hard fingertips kneading into white, smooth flesh. Feyd snarls, thrusts growing short and pointed, punching breathless yelps out of their toy's throat. Benny's hand then trails to Feyd-Rautha's smooth, hairless sac that bounces with each upwards slam. He flattens his palm against it and squeezes hard until Feyd hisses a curse in their mother tongue.

One never knows with Feyd-Rautha's fickle moods and Benny doesn't want to risk a blade against his neck. That's their darling's thing, not his. In truth, he only wants his brother to cum faster, so he can finally have his turn.

"Benny," Feyd-Rautha growls in warning and the blonde man removes his fingers, finding a more interesting target between the slick mess of slapping flesh.

"Benny!" Their darling yelps, feet kicking adorably in empty air.

"What's he doing, sweetling?"

"He's—"

"Playing with your cute little ass, isn't he? Well I can't stop him."

The biker's finger slides in deep and she's painfully aware, yet awfully indifferent, that he didn't wash his hands. His long, thick middle finger sinks down to the last knuckle and the cool metal of his ring bumps into her puckered muscles over and over. His pink mouth suckles messily on her clit, Feyd's cock pounds the air out of her lungs and her center twists itself so tight that the pleasure of it cramps up her entire lower half.

She climaxes once more with a wailed, inhuman sound, thrashing her head from left to right. This time, Benny can feel the contractions of her hole around his finger. He smirks stupidly against her pulsing clit as juice from her cunt drips over his dirty hand, giving him the means to wiggle a second, thick finger inside that cute little hole.

Her sweetly pain-stricken tone is what finally makes Feyd-Rautha cave into the milking contractions of her cunt that pull him in as if to secure his seed inside her womb. And who is he to deny her. While Benny is the dirty street dog in the relationship, Feyd regards himself as a sophisticated animal, relinquishing every drop of himself only with utmost control.

He holds himself firm against her cervix and the shivers of his peak roll down his pale, twitching muscles. Their sweetheart whines quietly against his throat with spit-wet lips, hands folded limply over her stuffed belly. Feyd's cock gives one last greedy twitch when Benny's tongue slides hotly over his balls, lapping at this leaking seed.

"Filthy dog, that's not for you," Feyd rasps but doesn't command his feral twin away.

Impatiently, one tan, broad hand sprawls across their darling's ass cheek and shoves. Her pliant body scoots up Feyd-Rautha's abdomen until his cock slips out, together with a filthy squelch and a rivulet of frothing cum. Two fingers are still working her tight little channel open, easier than ever with so much gushing lube.

"She's gonna need a third one for your cock," Feyd coos, a drowsy lilt to his severe tone, though his hands still keep her legs bent backwards and her cunt and ass on display like a homecoming buffet for his brother.

"You think so?" Benny's blue eyes twinkle trustfully in the lamplight. Without the crude soundscape of Feyd's hips shattering the slatted frame, the disheveled pair finally notice the needy rhythm of Benny's pelvis, grinding against the sheets as he waits his turn, a dog held back only by the collar and leash of guilt strangling his neck.

"On second thought, she doesn't. Get up here."

Get your part of the sweet fucking cherry pie.

Benny bounces upright like a whipcord and strips out of jacket and shirt. Sweat glistens on tan pectorals and a few beads have gotten caught in the sparse, blonde hair sprinkled across his chest and the trail down his taut abdomen. Her eyes follow the frantic movement of bruised fingers, unbuttoning his jeans and shoving them down just enough to free his flushed cock, jutting out from blonde, messy curls. It bobs obscenely and smacks on her abdomen as he crawls over her, already wrapping a fist around himself to angle the blunt tip to her slick, puckered hole.

"Y'smell like a rat died n'your armpits," she tries to joke, though her tongue feels like a sluggish thing, stuffed and forgotten in her mouth. Reaching up, she curls her palm gently around Benny's hard bicep and her hand shakes ridiculously. The boy smiles stupidly at the comment, proud of himself. Feyd snorts and takes pity on his twin. If he had a tail it would be wagging.

"You can have her cunt too, brother. I warmed her up for you. I know you like it warm and messy."

Even when they were kids, Benny was always the one who loved playing in the dirt. Wetting his cock with his brother's cum only makes him harder. It's just the rotten cream on top of his slice of sweet cherry pie.

"But I— Aahhh!" Her cute complaints are forced back into her lungs as the air is battered out of them. Her cunt is stretched well enough from Feyd's cock to take Benny's to the hilt in one smooth glide. He had probably expected more resistance and found none. The blunt, thick tip of him slams into her cervix, full force.

She hisses through her teeth, staked on the thick, hot lance of his cock. Without delay, he snaps into action, pulling back only to slam back in even quicker. He fucks like he rides — fast and with little care for damage, for the thrill and for the joy of it.

Benny eclipses the lamplight, caging her between his brother and himself. One palm braces himself against the mattress, the other slides softly over her cheek, neck and bouncing chest, happy to find her nipples standing pert against his calloused palm. His fingertips are so gentle, but his pace is not. Her cunt aches, yet pleasure blooms through the blunt, burning pain of being stretched out and used.

"Please, m'so sore." She would have almost preferred to be fucked in the other hole instead.

Feyd's hand curls around her neck, pressing her down against his shoulder. A gentle reminder that any escape attempt will be in vain and also punished.

"Did you hear that, our darling is sore," he purrs in gentle mockery.

"Yeah, I heard that," Benny grunts, blue eyes slipping over her pathetically disheveled face. "Is it too bad, babycakes? I can stop." He slows down, and the slower pace almost aches worse, reminding her every nerve of just how sore they are. It would take him great effort to stop, but it'd be a punishment he deserves.

"She can take it," Feyd purrs, fingers of the remaining hand tightening their grip on the back of her knee, holding her quivering thigh bent and open. "Don't disappoint my brother, sweetness, we've fucked you much worse."

"N-N-Now you're siding with him?"

"Of course, he's my brother. He's been saving up his cum all week. Didn't you, Benny?"

"I didn't cheat if that's what you're asking—hmmph!" 

Feyd's hand has abandoned their darling's thigh and curled around his brother's hip, gripping him by the ass cheek just above the haphazardly shoved down jeans, encouraging him to go faster, harder. 

"Oh, no, you wouldn't. I'd kill you if you did." Everyone in this room knows Feyd means it.

Encouraged, Benny ruts into their sweetheart's slick, squishy pussy, hard and hurried, taking advantage of the privilege as long as he has it, scared that his baby might kick him off any second. And she could, now that her legs are finally free from Feyd-Rautha's grasp.

But what she does is sling her shaky legs around his hips, heels scraping against the back pockets of his jeans, because she never wants him to leave again.

Feyd holds her steady by the neck, a nice little fuck toy for his brother. Their darling's calf lies over his hand on Benny's ass and his thumb strokes over her pulse. He'll know when it really gets too much for her. She just likes to complain, but at the end of the day, her squishy cunt can't stop weeping for their cocks and her little mouth can't stop drooling for them when they manhandle her and toss her around like a cute, little doll.

Her lungs quiver around the smell of sweat, cigarettes and testosterone, the perfect fucking scent to get high on and chuck the remainder of her brain into the trash. There's nothing to worry about when she's squished between two hard, virile bodies, caged by clenching biceps and twitching abdominal muscles, both of these bodies powered by the strength of their thick thighs and hard shoulders.

The only downside is that she can't catch a break with two of the same kind in her life, but the good thing is that she don't need to worry bout nothing when they're both in her bed, fucking her brain into gummy soup.

"Open, sweetness." Benny's thumb presses against her bottom lip and wriggles into her drooling mouth, tasting of cigarettes and tanginess. Her jaw falls down obediently and Benny grins before spitting on her pink tongue. "Now kiss my brother."

Feyd-Rautha chuckles. "How thoughtful of you."

His pillow-shaped lips descend on her open mouth, her sweaty neck still gently strangled by his palm. Black teeth sink into her upper lip before his mouth slants against hers diagonally, rolling his tongue against the sluggish thing in her mouth with gratuitous saliva. Moans and pitiful whimpers are swallowed by Feyd-Rautha's mouth while Benny's cock pistons into her with hard, slapping rhythm, jolting her body back and forth in the clamp of sweaty muscles.

Sticky flesh rehardens, pokes and twitches against the cleft of her ass. The plump head is nuzzled against Benny's ball sack. Feyd relishes her thunderous heartbeat under his palm, her pupils blown comically wide with fucked-out arousal and fear. She knew this was coming.

"He's already prepared you for me," Feyd coos, pressing wet teeth against the corner of her mouth. "Don't want his efforts to be in vain."

The two men shuffle for a moment and gruff hands pull on her flesh, tugging her in place just how they need her until Feyd finds the right angle to line himself up, evoking snarls and sharp nails in Benny's clenching back when the blunt head of his cock forces her slicked-up ring of muscles to spread open.

"Now, now, don't pretend this is too much. We all know there's enough room for both of us."

"It's alright, babycakes." Benny holds still, letting her pussy flutter meekly around the girth of him. His calloused hand captures her chin, thumb rubbing over the drool-glossy corner of her mouth. He looks so beautiful on top of her, blonde hair frazzled into a shattered lamplight halo.

She pouts at him, grunting when Feyd's cock sinks deeper inside with surprisingly slow, little thrusts. And then, when Benny starts moving again, her holes are stuffed so good, she might just implode around them and never have a single thought in her blanked-out little brain again.

"Ahhh, God, that's so—aaahh~"

"That's it, doll, that's how we like our sweet little thing," Feyd snarls, hand on her neck, arm slung around the small of Benny's twitching back. Benny grins, white teeth among blonde stubble, as if he hasn't been happier in his entire life.

And maybe he hasn't. In his untamable heart, living from sunset to sunset, every day is another adventure as prickling and brand new as the last.

The two of them find a filthy rhythm, viciously in sync like only twin brothers could be.

They are sunshine gold above, chalk white hills and midnight teeth below and yet they are each other's complimentary mirror image, engaged in a brotherly staring and fucking contest and their sweet slice of pie is stuck on the front line between them, moaning and crying their names so good that both of them could go insane and lose their minds in her cute, filthy holes.

"Oh, god... oh, fuck, oh, g-god! B-Benny, ah, Feyyyd—"

"Yes, baby, comeoncomeon!" Benny grunts out, brows scrunching up in despair. His balls ache from a week's worth of cum and desire knots at the pit of stomach, pleasure pulling outwards in a way that he can hardly contain with sheer power of will. He needs his baby to milk the seed out of his cock like she wants to fill herself up with his whelps.

The bed creaks, Benny's sweaty curls grind tirelessly against her swollen clit and Feyd's fingers tighten around her windpipe. Climax wipes out her seeing and hearing for a solid thirty seconds. Both holes clench pathetically around their cocks, drool slips from the corner of her mouth and gathers in the hollow between Feyd's clavicles.

Benny's mouth pops open, string of curses falling out as he lets himself get dragged in by his sweet darling sugar pie's pussy, milking him for all he has, milking him until it hurts and he wants to bury his face in her shoulder.

Feyd watches his brother come apart, gawks at him with parted lips and wickedly twitching smile. Dark eyes gleam and he waits only for one thing, for Benny to look him in the eyes, and when he does, Feyd-Rautha too drains himself into the sweet release of painful pleasure, pumping their sweetheart's ass full of filthy seed.

Three bodies come to rest and time and air stand still. Evening light seeps through the dirty window pane. Dogs bark outside and the stench of sex and sweat is nearly suffocating in the heat. Benny's weight bears down on the both of them as he nuzzles her neck and then his brother's.

"Benny," she sighs, mussing up his greasy strands with gentle fingers.

Pretty, sleepy puppy.

But a heavy one too. Feyd's breath below her is strained and quiet, but he holds out patiently.

Ten minutes. Then, Benny eases off them, cock slipping out of her sore sheathe. Proudly, he gawks down at himself, finding his shaft covered in slick and a lewd combination of cum from root to slit. Feyd-Rautha lifts her gently off his cock and thick dollops escape her clenching hole.

"I'll clean that up for you." Benny darts for the filthy treat between her thighs.

"NOOO, enough!" The sole of her foot splats against his bristly cheek and shoves him off with so much force that he's sent toppling off the bed, landing moaning and groaning on the creaking hardwood floor.

"Kush!" She then smacks at Feyd's bald head and the feline man all but leaps off the bed, knowing that the only thing to save him from a beating — or being sprayed down with a water bottle — is bringing enough distance between him and his sweetling. That and bringing her a warm, damp cloth.

Their baby's sulking with them now, so they better take care of her good.

"Get up, idiot." Feyd-Rautha kicks his brother in the ribs who is still shuffling around on the ground, stuffing his sweaty dick back into his jeans.

"Huh?"

"You know what to do!" Feyd yanks his twin up by the armpits and shoves him towards the hallway door to fetch their darling a nice, big glass of water, like always.

"Sorry, baby~" Benny catches himself against the door frame, looking back to her with big blue eyes that could melt rocks.

"It's fine," she smiles, smirks even, and Feyd tsssks through painted teeth, pale toes tapping on the floorboards.

"Always so lenient with him."

"Can't help it," she giggles. "Look at him."

"Yeah, I know."

"What's that supposed to mean," grumbles a blushing, pouting Benny before stomping out on the hallway as Feyd cracks the bathroom door open, pale, lithe limbs slipping out of view.

Finally alone — at least for a minute — their darling slumps against the damp pillows and lets out the biggest sigh of relief. Finally, things are as they should be again.Tonight, she will sleep sandwiched between the two warmest, nicest pillows in the world, embraced by two pairs of arms and legs and two heartbeats thudding peacefully against hers.

A/N: I want to be their brainless piece of cherry pie so bad 😩💦🥵 I don't rule out writing more random smutty scenarios with them, if inspiration strikes, hehe.

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[musette22]

MININIEEEEEEEEE.

MINNIE PLEASE. HELP. 

Not only did I open tumblr today at the worst possible moment (minutes before running a two-hour staff workshop 🙃), my friend (who’s always been a bit ‘eh 🤷🏻‍♀️’ when I’ve talked about finding certain Floofiest Man Alive unfairly hot) sent me the article and was like HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?? WHAT EVEN IS THIS??? OKAY I GET IT NOW and I would’ve done a little victory dance if I hadn’t been extremely busy crying into my coffee under the table 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Like. I admit it takes quite a lot for me to lose my mind like this, but. Come on. This is just… uncalled for. Jail for 1000 years for this life ruiner 😤😤😤😤😤😤  For crimes against our collective sanity, and also excessive floofiness 🥺🥺🥺

Ugh I hate himmm.

KAAAAAAAAAYYY YOU MAGNIFICENT PEARLY-WINGED UNICORN💖💖💖 Oh god, I WISH I could help you, but alas, I've been dying in a ditch all day so I don't think I caaaaaaaaan 😭😭😭😭

First of all, that was incredibly rude timing on Evans/tumblr's part!! I hope your staff workshop still went well? I'm sure you nailed it!! And second, I love love love that your friend gets it now too!! Victory 🙌🏻 To be honest, I'm not surprised this shoot won them over, because it was pretty exceptional. Sexy AND cute AND hot AND vulnernerable, like, they really went ALL out with this one (a bit like Chris's tits were all out in this one too) 😤😤😤

I hate him so much too, it's unreal. Let's start a petition to cancel him. I think it's time, he's ruined our lives for long enough (I hope he'll ruin my life for many years to come 💛💛)

I hope you've had a good day regardless of the (over)excitement and that you've recovered a little bit by now, my angel!! ('cause then at least one of us has..!) I LOVE YOU, lots and lots and lots! mwah! 🌈🌈🌈

[tartagliaxx]

I finally finished Inazuma Archon quest and I have so many things in my mind.

Spoiler maybe (????????)

1. I wanna slap Ei so so so so so so bad. Like, uhg, damn.

2. I think I'm in love with Yae Miko, be my mommy ma'am 🥺

3. It bruns me to the core that Childe is one of the fatui, after seeing all the things they've done and how they don't really care about human life... I feel like, uhg, out of love with him? I still like him but then my brain says "He's not too different from Scara, he tried to drown Liyue, what if he would have succeeded?" I'm having a crisis here. Childe the househusband and Childe the heartless fatui, I hope in this new event we can learn more about him but still... I feel salty.

4. I cried like a baby, Teppei, I'll miss you so much.

5. Archons are selfish, I don't trust them no matter how attractive and daddy like cofcofzhonglicofcof they can be.

Okay, I finished! In general a good story, however, the ending was kinda rushed? Hehehehe Thank you for reading, I just wanted to share this with you 💕

🤷🏻‍♀️ Anon

so uh… well… hm… i have a lot of things to say abt the inazuma archon quest and aha… majority of them are… not good </3 i wont bore u w it tho bc istg i could write a full 180 pages just ranting abt whatever the hell that was. i did share my thoughts utc abt the points u made tho

ei is… well i dont really know what to say abt her. i like her design and her playstyle but how she was written? eh… i’m not the fondest unfortunately. i cant say that she’s not endearing sometimes tho.

yes. i worship one (1) yae miko ����‍♀️

lol. well… as his self-proclaimed first wife, i feel like i need to defend him but literally, with what?? i made an in-depth analysis over this b4 and idk if you read it but it was in an ask and i discussed my take on househusband childe and canon childe. the way i see it, scaramouche and childe are different. they’re both evil, yes, but their ambition, reasoning and way of things make them different kinds of evil people. in my eyes, childe seems like the person who would avoid unnecessary innocent deaths but wouldn’t hesitate to cut them down for his own goal. on the other hand, i dont think scaramouche would even bother w his dubious morals. now dont get me wrong, death is death and im not justifying his murders. i’m just saying that to a degree, childe does care abt human life. after all, he values his family. i find it hard to believe that whenever he does kill, he doesnt, for a split second, see his family’s faces. it’s just that he values his own ambition over life and its not any better but i think it’s a vital point of his character. one thing i like abt childe is that he’s not pretentious and the game also does a good job of portraying him as a harbinger. childe has never tried to pretend as if he’s a misunderstood villain. no, he admits that he’s a bad person who has done bad things and the game doesnt make it anymore or less than it’s supposed to be. yes, this guy is bad. there’s no justifying that. he was introduced from the get-go as someone we should be wary of and we were. ngl tho, i dont think him succeeding in liyue would affect anything. first, his plan was never going to succeed bc zhongli was ready to fix things if the qixing proved to be incompetent and second, because childe already has red on his ledger even b4 the game started. he’s canonically ‘evil’ and ‘immoral’ in that sense. tldr, liking childe means a.) liking the complexities of his canon character and psychology, b.) liking the fans’ portrayal of childe and c.) a little of both. i think you fit in the b category in which case i feel like you should avoid letting the canon bleed into your views bc it’ll be quite stressful? difficult? to think abt. i really do think it’s easier to think of those as two different people bc the way househusband childe could become canon is very different from the househusband childe you probably have in mind.

sigh… teppei you would be missed… i hope you had more development and roles.

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm ok so i have a lot to say abt this but i’ll get to the gist. ‘selfish’ would be a good term but i also feel like it’s lacking. rather than being ‘selfish’ i think they’re more ‘human.’ they’re no different to the mortals save for their ageless and powerful nature. every day, we receive stimulus that make us react differently, possibly immorally which i can assure you, none of these archons believe they were immoral. ei, for example, believed an unchanging inazuma would be the best way to safeguard her people from the pain of loss. zhongli also thought that him leaving liyue to the hands of the people is a gift and so is venti’s lack of overseeing presence in mondstadt. we cant say they’re wrong bc their principles are also fundamentally different from ours. similarly, i can’t say for sure that if i were in their shoes (which is to say i am a god who experienced years of war, faced millions of loss and did smth that was against my morals), i’ll be any less ‘selfish.’ the only reason i could react negatively rn at ei’s actions is bc i know what it means to be mortal and to waste away but in her eyes, she probably cant comprehend the human dislike for stagnancy. how could she when she’s been stagnantly herself all these thousands of years? the truth of this matters remains to be that these archons thought they were right (just like human decision in their day to day drama) and the choices they made are flawed similar to how humans would make choices that cant be agreeable for everyone. but yes. don’t trust anyone for that matter

the entire thing was rushed. wish it took a different turn but eh- i hope this was a good reply lol. i got carried away and ended up rambling abt my cluttered view of some things. hope you dont mind <33

[akane171]

Party or murder 😂😂 Sounds like a drinking game😉

🙈

Ehh wait, I'm not exactly sure what you mean by more of them will appear and I'll have more to read? Like, do you mean others will start writing again or what? Cause I can barely stand to reread my own BS once to check for bigger mistakes, reading my own BS wouldn't be an option😅 And well, about dead fandoms...My first real fanfic obsession was Charmed (esp. Season 6) and that show has been over since 2006...And that's not even the only dead fandom I'm in, I just reread stuff and imagine fanfics to the fanfics til I find something else to binge fanfic-read as well and just keep coming back to the dead stuff 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 I'm the Ghost in the Ghost Town😉💃🏻 (But hey, I didn't say I'm not writing at all, just that I prefer reading, cause I don't like my writing and other people's stuff is BRILLIANT😍🙈)

We did NOT talk about MURDERING animals! We were being protective over who made the poor Kangaroos faint! 😑 If you are gonna call us murderers at least get your facts straight😭😉😂

Well, nobody said it had to be an anime vid🤷🏻‍♀️ You could have watched a lyric vid or one of the Karamel vids with the song (which I even told you about😌), so nope, still your own fault for watching naked asses😉😉😂😂

Ohhh, wait "happy day on social media"?😂😅 What's that supposed to look like, but sounds fun😅😂 Waaaaaiiittt, WHAT?!?! AN AMERICAN VERSION?!?!😳😳 Wtf...😅🙈

"Maybe" 😂😂😂 Yeah right, more like "abso-freaking-lutely" 

Ohhh, yess, that'd be my dream too😍 Or just finding myself a scriber/ghost writer that I could tell my ideas to and who writers it with MUCH better skills than I ever could😂😂🙈

Yuup, it's just sad to watch tho... I'm totally Team Aleksandr tho cause that guy spent several hundred years just wanting Grisha to be treated equal to Otkazat'sya and while the books made him a monster, his Show!self is totally just a tired old man and crying young boy who never knew safety in one (aka the power of Ben Barnes humanizing the character LB never bothered to show as anything but supposedly evil) [Actually, my current favourite Shadow&Bone Fanfic called "Alliance of Enemies" even manages to take the BS that is all the books' events and still manage to make Aleksandr relatable and point out the faults in ALL characters, plus having them deal with PTSD etc😍 Oh, and a OT3 I never expected to ship, tho it's slowburn😂]

I'm absolutely prepared for the worst but the fact there have already been several changes (like Mal's character being nicer, the Crows being involved, Alina not only bothering to save herself and her stupid Malyen from the Fold, dear Sascha getting more backstory in the form of a former lover who was killed by the then-king and the king betraying him thus forcing Aleks to accidently create the fold, etc) gives me a bit of hope🙈🙈

Naah, it'd turn out terrible🙈🙈 Plus, I should get the fanfic I started and the half-started and not-started ideas still lying around done first😅🙈🤦🏻‍♀️

Eve and ideas? Ohhhh, shut up and take my money, that can only end BRILLIANTLY😍😍😍😍😍😍💃🏻��🏻

Yeah, but that's because I was prepared for the absolute WORST🤷🏻‍♀️😅😂🙈

About Sorata and Arashi: Eh well, if I remember correctly Syaoran, Sakura etc were in several worlds were versions of Sorata and Arashi existed 🤔 I'm not sure if ALL of them were married, but at least one pair of them was married (tho also both died, but they got to embrace in death) and another version of the duo was in Tokyo tho I really can't remember if they were married🤔🤔 (Sorry, it's been a few years since I last read Tsubasa Chronicle 🙈🙈)

Ahhhhhh, okay, you just meant that🤦🏻‍♀️😂 I thought you meant some other REFERENCE I didn't get🙈🙈😅 But yess, slicked back hair is totally 100th episode Mon and the rest is also totally Kara 😂🙈😁 

...A Grease Au...? BUAHAHAHAHAAH, THAT would be funny😂😂😂 Sounds like something Chris and Mel would enjoy tho😉😂

Yes, yes, I'll ABSO-FREAKING-LUTELY KEEP MY FINGERS DOUBLE AND TRIPLE CROSSED😍😍😍🙈🙈

You stay safe, too!😁

xxxx

LET'S DO IT!

Just saying that the more fic writers the fandoms stay alive longer. That's why beta readers exist, ya know, to deal with authors shit and have early access to the chaps.

Also, teh first of being a fic writer - don't compare yourself to the others.

All, my fave ficst from Gundam SEED are not finished. And some are like... one chap away of being wrapped. That's called pain.

Mhm. Who is next on your list? cockatoo?

Sure, this is victim blaming =='

When Eutovision is on, Europeans take over social media and post about it and usamericans get CONFUSED and have no idea what's going on. All people lust for gay things, scream no more ballads, wait for the weirdest songs, complain about the judges and wich country vote for who and who betrayed who etc.

Yeah, the are making their version with the states compenting. Can't wait to hear all the country songs :))))) (joking, not going to watch)

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

There is a better idea - the ability to transfer the ideas on the document, without writing. Just you know, think about the fic idea and the fic appeares on the doc.

You know, i would hapily see how Darkling wins and just kills and fucks everyone. Like, make it happen. Well, hope your dreams and hopes will become reality - fingers crossed. I mean, why wasting Ben on some dumb shit???

Good luck! *gospel choir cheering in the background*

i think it turned out nicely. No spoilers, but I wrote Eve while having PiaD's Eve in my brain xD

...can i ask what did you imagine, the worst thing? I'm interested now.

....yeah. Great. X is not even going to be finished by CLAMP and they suffered in the TC too, great. I guess they would have been murdered in the X final chapters too, but still. This is how my ship-curse has started, with Sorashi, sigh.

He looked hot with that hair. Not too slicked (like Lobotoizer's in the final ep..), stilla little fluffy, great choice, seriosuly.

I had some high school/college fic ideas in my head and seriosuly, you can put them in ANY situation and they will work.

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, thanks.

Stay safe *hugs*

[islandpcosjourney]

Day 18 (pre-spring clean)

17th March 2022

I should not have changed the title of my cleanse yesterday to “spring clean”. Oh no, no, no, it is definitely still “pre-spring” here! This morning was low rumbling thunder which got closer and closer and eventually the sky just went dark and the lightening came with the thunder much nearer, followed by monsoon rain! Tonight, I came home in a hailstorm 🤷🏻‍♀️ Definitely not spring yet! So, back to “pre-spring clean” I go.

The last 2 days I’ve had 2 students who’ve been suffering with chronic fatigue, open up to me about brain fog and tiredness. It gave me the opportunity to briefly give them insight into my journey and they were intrigued. They’re older and having lessons online in the evening so a few minutes at the end of their lessons for a bit of honest chat between teenager and tutor seemed appropriate. I don’t think I could have done that over 2 years ago. There’s no way I could have contemplated being able to listen to their troubles and say “I’ve been through that” when I was currently going through it (chronic fatigue) with no way off the rollercoaster ride. Another random female from an infertility group is opening up to me too and seeking advice for how I’ve turned things around. After watching the Super Juice Me! documentary, she’s just messaged tonight to say that she’s taking the plunge, doing the 28-day challenge, and giving up smoking all in one go!

I’m no expert. I’m just a normal person who lost her way with a chronic condition but the one glimmer of a memory from a juicy friend over a decade ago, sparked something which turned into a life-changing 2 years. If I can be that juicy friend to someone, I’ll be happy because it only takes one random act of kindness to change the world like a butterfly effect. That juicy friend of mine’s ripples in the pond didn’t go very far back in 2008 but they were felt strongly in 2020, 12 years later – that’s something.

I have thought about training to be a juice therapist, but I struggle enough with running a basic business as a music tutor, it’s not something I reckon I could do alongside my music teaching and I’m definitely not giving that up! If I lived somewhere else and could just join another team, then perhaps but starting from scratch on an island where their staple diet is mince & tatties or fish? Eh, no. I know change has to start somewhere but I’m quite happy just being someone’s little ripple for now. I’ll continue to spread good feelings about the changes I’ve made and just hope to inspire a few along the way.

2 years ago we were getting daily messages about “help save the NHS” and “stay home, save lives” and while that was all good, the general state of our health and our health service is at breaking point (with or without a pandemic) and many people don’t see that. I did the whole ‘staying home’, following the rules etc but once the summer hit and I changed my lifestyle, I knew I was doing far better for the NHS then than I had been ever before. By making myself the healthiest I could be, I was less likely to need the NHS and get in the way of patients who needed the service. I wrote about it last year, about how losing 5%, 10% or 15% of your bodyweight can decrease your risks of getting cancer, having a heart attack or stroke etc. but more importantly, in 2 years I have not been ill for more than 4 days when I had a cold (sore throat then headache then sniffles then cough) for 4 days only. I’ve taken time out for menstrual cramps and feeling tired for various reasons, but I can hand on heart say that I have not been ill for 2 years and as someone who historically caught “something/anything” every 6 weeks like clockwork, that’s life-changing! Im sure nearly reaching a total loss of 30% of my body weight has something to do with it! I’m not advocating juicing as the only cure for things, of course not. I’m advocating a healthy lifestyle with plenty of fresh fruits & vegetables as part of a balanced diet. I’ve had the treats, I’ve had the white carbs, I’ve had the fry-ups, I’ve had the takeaways! I’m human at the end of the day and sometimes a bad day can only be cured with your favourite greasy chippy! The danger comes in when that 1 bad day becomes severs bad days in a month and then several bad months in a year etc. Juicing has allowed me the freedom to choose. It allowed me to wake up to my previous unhealthy lifestyle and feel control again over something which had not just simply fallen off the wagon but was running uncontrollably towards the highest cliff edge, right off the face of the earth. That might sound dramatic but that’s the path I was on. I had no idea how big and unhealthy I was, even until recently. Knowing I weighed nearly 19 stone is one thing. Seeing pictures of myself is another. Then seeing similar people on tv programmes, weighing around the same as I did and being totally shocked was yet another! I think I have mentioned the Superskinny vs supersize programme before…….. 🤔 If I haven’t, it’s about an underweight and overweight person switching diets for a few days and being encouraged to change their lives for the better. I found myself questioning what I was seeing and saying to Kevin “is that really how big I was” and him just blurting it out – “yes” 😱 Wow!

I know weight and size don’t always correlate and people carry weight differently but after you’ve watched dozens of episodes of this programme, you get the message about how bad you were before, trust me! I love that shock tactic because all too often you’re in total denial. Mirrors, clothes, and others can make you feel bigger or smaller than you are. Perception is a dangerous thing because our perception of ourselves AND other people can change so dramatically in such a short space of time. We must be careful not to judge others as we never know the whole story, but I was finding myself ever-increasingly identifying with the supersized participants in these episodes and feeling ever so grateful that I’d already found my “reason” to tackle my problems. If I had been them, I reckon I’d have gone into a deeper depression and become worse. When I was huge, I wasn’t able to hear anyone telling me that I needed to deal with my weight. I despised hearing from the Gyne consultant that I had to “eat like a ballerina” or that I needed to lose several stone. Someone else showing/telling me that I needed to address my health never went down well. It always had to be me finding out for myself, deciding to make changes myself, doing my own reading and finding out everything I could at my own pace, on my terms. I think it’s stubborn they call it?! Yup, that’s me!

I’m trying my best to encourage Kevin, but I don’t always get it right and I cause arguments. Admittedly I can see the same reactions in him as I had many years ago, yet I still haven’t learned how to change my tact to help him 🤦🏻‍♀️ He has to ultimately find out for himself, try out for himself, decide for himself. I can’t do any of that for him. I have provided the basics but what he does with it, is up to him. What I find hard is taking a step back when I can see that he’s flaunting the advice or twisting it to suit him (deep fried cauliflower being counted as the veg on his plate for instance 😂), knowing that I’ve worked so hard and put all the effort in from my side and can’t see the same coming from him. It’s so difficult, mostly because our journey is exactly that, ours. We both contribute to it good or bad. We both feel the disappointment each failed cycle. No disappointment this month though because we knew he’d be away when I ovulated so this wasn’t a trying cycle, and I can breathe a sigh of relief and not anxiously analyse every BBT figure each day in the 2-week window! It’s exhausting! So no disappointment here but excitement and relief that I might be finally closer to that end goal of a 28-day cycle. It should be 29 days this time and we shall see by Saturday if it is. I don’t have any plans this weekend except to take care of myself and rest. I’ve definitely written about that before, about how when I push myself working and taking painkillers on Day 1 of my cycle, that I can still be suffering for a few days later but if I rest and take proper time out to allow the natural rhythms of pain to be present then I will be full of energy and pain-free by Day 2! I genuinely can’t wait for this weekend as I’ve saved up episodes of my favourite shows. I’ve also been saving up portions of juice in the freezer just in case I don’t feel like standing in front of the juicer for an hour. Nothing will stop me from completing this 28-day challenge. I feel invincible!

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Everdearest Myself,

Waaaaas that YOU five years ago??? dfck, hahahahahahahahah, tssktssk I am that insecure? nega girl? with the "MOST LOWEST SELF ESTEEM EVER" ghurlaaa? oh god, most pa lowest pa? okay ka pa ghurl?? 🤭🤭 if only I knew it back then that today, exactly, like todaay OMGGG hahahahah that I will be like this? man kakal gad yo dimiyo 20yr old self, hahahahahahahahah

Yep, exactly 5yrs ago, I posted this blog here, opened my tumblr after 5yrs and read this and felt like *sighsss*

ALHAMDULILLAH! Alhamdulillah Ala kulli Hal! Everything was all because you have great plans for me. Right now, for the record:

I am:

✔️ an A&E Dept and ambulance Nurse at the same time *really quite proud of my self about that, so that comes first 😉

✔️ Earns and provides for my family *will never get tired, my amah&inah

✔️ having my own money *for eating, shopping, travelling purposes hahahahahahahahah

✔️ uyy i already know how to cook Pacham recipes 🤭

✔️ proud to be Strong Independent Woman

✔️ moreee confident

✔️ and of course, having moree SelfLoooove 💕

I used to think so looow about my self, like suuuper low, I can't even bring my self to read my old post here *the private one* without crying 🥺🥺 *now I'm teary hahaha

Woooow, self, just wooow.

sooo what's My Sizzling Issue right now? hmmm, ano ba??? 🤔🤔 hahahahaha Lovelife siguro? Hahahahahahahahah, Well @ 25 you would not believe me, I'm still NBSB, sooo prim and proper, ha? hahahahahahahahah well Hell, yess! I'm also Proud of myself on that field, too, hahahahah ... pero siguro naman, G, bigyan mo naman ako one of these days hahahaha sobra na ata yung pagmamahal ko sa sarili ko ah and I'm quite good naman na ata sa field na yan, hahahahah tawaaa??? Yesss, wala pang nakakapag tibag ng walls na to sabi ko nga

"No, not sorry na sobrang tass ng wall ko, hindi yan mag aadjust pra sayo hahahahahahahahah"

there was actually some guysss *wooow daming Sss? hahahahahah* peroo ayaw ko lang talaga patulan directly, *so pinatulan mo nga?? hahahahahah sooo yea bigabiga indirectly lang tayo, flirtflirt ganerrrn *taposss nung naiwan?? anoo?? nga ngaa? ALMOST? ganeeern??? hahahahahah friends friends lang naman ganernnn, wag nga kayo hahahaha

but one thing I learned about myself recently? ayaw ko pala ng complications, Oo .. imean who would actually want that? di ko kaya, mas masakit yung ganun, yung alam mo na from the very beginning na

hindi tayo pwede, pinagtagpo pero di tinadhana ~ charrrr hahahahahahahahah imean

why invest things? nakakapagod lang, awtsuuu, waste of time?

idk,

di ako nag take ng risks eh,

duwag?

idk din, baka nga,

yess maybe there were some regrets after, yung mga questionss na

why you did not give it a chance,

why you did not say yes to going out with him,

baket hindi ka naging honest sa feelings mo,

what if you didn't push them away

mga ganun .. but I think it's for the best, I think there are reasons na hindi ko pa nakikita rn, baka after 5yrs

so about how I felt after those what ifs? ahmmm, 🤔🤔 more on Thank you, next? woooow gandaaa moo, ghurlaaa? 😚😚 hahahahahahah, wala ehhh 🤷🏻‍♀️ I just believe na no matter how hard you push people away from your boundaries, pag siya na talaga, I think he will never give you up so easily like that, oo, ganun .. I push people away and see the endgame, hahahaha ayun nangiwan, sino at ano ba naman ako? diba? SIW? hahahahahahahahah

but you know, ganun pala, nuh? one thing is for suuuure, ang saya pala pag may rumerespeto sayo, someone who takes care of you, someone who makes you feeeel soooo special, someone who makes you feel beautiful somehow, what moreeee if si Mr Right na yun, diba? I would love you till the end,

so if you're out there I swear to be goood to you, but I'm done looking for that future someone ~

rn, sabi ko, Ako muna .. kase Hindi naman pwede or dapat na iaasa yung kaligayahan mo sa ibang tao, hindi dapat ganun, hindi ibang tao yung ... kokompleto sayo, it actually starts within yourself

respetuhin mo yung self mo,

take care of it

make yourself feel soo special

know that your beautiful in your own way

*hmmmm, SELF WORTH nad SELF LOVE echoing, can you hear it? 🤣🤣*

sabi nga nila

"Focus on being the right person for someone instead on focusing on finding the right one."

In Shaa Allah maybe, we never know, after the next 5years blog, ikaw na yung highlight neto. Alaaaam na, G! hahahahaha

There are still lots of things for me to achieve for the future but I know myself better now. I know and I hope after 5yrs again from now I can still say im still achieving things with confidence and more self-love, wag na tayo dun sa old self, far, mas masaya yung medyo mahal naten yung sarili naten. But if things will turn the way I don't expect it to be, still I will be thankful to you, G, because I know everything has its right reason and right timing. For now, I can say Alhamdulillah I am so soo much different, in a good way, all because of You.

5 years frm now

I just lately realized that im really afraid of what WILL happen tmrw, the next day, 5 years from now .. it’s just soooo frustrating not knowing “Ano ba yung mangyayari after this?”

all my life i’ve been planning like “After i graduate i will do this, and i will have this then i’m going to be like this ..” and that was like five years ago and then now? wth im still Me

never achieved that something never gotten anywhere near my plans *well ofcourse i already have my title, and people are like “Uii, RN ka na, congrats!” and im like “Aheh🙀”* but still this is not what i have imagined myself to be there’s something more .. i want moree

pero bakit wala pa din .. it’s driving me craaaaaazy gosh.

napapaisip na lang ako minsan “Am i going to be happy after another five years?” sana sana naman plss

i may be saying things like “Wherever my path will lead me, i knw God is with me.” but with all honesty sometimes i still have doubts, di naman yun ata maiiwasan eh maybe the real problem is within me, Me with my lowestlevelofselfesteem *bow*

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I have an MFM threesome fantasy with my girlfriend; now, she wants it bad and I'm scared

Hi everyone. So here’s my story...

My girlfriend and I have been together 10 years, 3 kids, a house together. Our sex is sometimes infrequent, but when it’s on, it’s wonderful for both of us, and we’ll have it a lot in spells.

So, for YEARS I have been bringing up the idea of MFM here and there. She had done it once before our relationship (and did one FFM), and our sex conversations are very open (we’re both very sexually open-minded, and are pretty honest and open with each other), so it’s not a problem for us to say things we want to try.

All my sexual fantasies have previously involved just one person, so it’s been easy to fulfill them and feel great about it. HOWEVER, I’m a very jealous and insecure person (I mean, I like myself and feel good about myself; I just have a lot of fear of rejection or other such romantic loss). Thus, this most recent fantasy has stuck around for years, due to my fear about how it would actually feel to see my girlfriend with someone else; specifically, regarding being pleased by them. For whatever reason, the idea of her going down on someone: no problem. Her RECEIVING pleasure from them, and I’m scared.

Back to me mentioning it for years; sometimes, she has said, “That doesn’t interest me,” but other times has said, “Maybe that sounds good.” Also, early on in our relationship, she said she does have group sex fantasies, like, “If only there were 2 more clones of you.” (Probably just expressing the desire but trying to keep me feeling secure.)

Here’s the stupid / terrible thing: I think I’ve always been sort of banking on her to say, “Not really interested,” and then I can just keep it a fantasy. That’s stupid, right?

So, recently, I was DRUNK (terrible idea for me in general), and I asked if she would get a Feeld account to see who is out there. She agreed, and her profile was like, “My boyfriend wants me to have this, so 🤷🏻‍♀️ .”

I was a little surprised that she would get it at all and have her picture up, because she is fairly modest in general.

Okay, so she started getting interest in her instantly (because she’s beautiful), and I think really enjoyed being able to sift through guys to see who she was attracted to.

At the end of the session on there - and up to the present moment - she has been SUPER into the idea of MFM; like she wants it BADLY.

Couple this with the fact that she is feeling old lately, and I think she wants to feel attractive (in spite of me reminding her how beautiful she is often; maybe she needs to feel that from others).

Okay, so I think you get the picture. I’ve mentioned the idea over the years, I’m a jealous guy, so it’s a weird fantasy for me to have at all, I’ve been always hoping she wouldn’t really want to do it, and now she REALLY does and I’m in crisis mode.

Pretty damned stupid, eh? Yes. I don’t hold back on this.

Here’s where I’m looking for your input: what the hell should I do??? I mean, I have to go through with it since I’m the one who planted the idea in her head, yeah? I wish I could go back and NOT suggest the idea, and keep it a fantasy for me. But, too late; I have zero time machines.

She’s been pretty respectful about it, and says we don’t HAVE to do it. On the other hand, she seems to be ignoring my clear anxiety over it, and keeps acting like it’s going to happen, and soon. Also, she knows that her being sexually pleased is my main issue, and yet has gone from saying she just wants to blow another guy while I’m having sex with her, to being okay with sex, to even being okay receiving oral. I feel like I’m being clear with my fears / boundaries, but maybe I need to state it very clearly?

I guess I don’t want to ruin it for her if sex / oral sex with the other M are part of the whole thing for her. And ultimately, I’m VERY ready to please always (whatever she wants, I’ll do, and I’ll be in an awkward position to go down on her any day). This is just the first time where the thing she wants for pleasure is ANOTHER GUY. Ahhh!

I don’t think I’m afraid of the event itself (it would probably be really hot, when it came down to it), as much as I’m afraid of the after effects. She cheated 3 years ago, and that still stings sometimes. If I do this, will it just intensify my insecurities, pain, and overall trust issues?

I’m also a bit afraid that, if I don’t do this, not that she will get MFM elsewhere, but maybe that she would sometime cheat with one guy again. And I’m afraid of her falling for the other guy in the MFM, and I’m afraid of not liking it, but her forever craving it afterwards, with me having to either do it or say, “No.”

I should also admit that MAYBE my inquiries about MFM over the years have been sort of fidelity tests (go ahead and punch me; I deserve it). Like I just mentioned, I have some trust issues, and it’s like, “If my girlfriend would do this, then she’s not 100% faithful.” (Punch me again.)

So, I have a sexual fantasy that I don’t know if I actually want fulfilled, but I’ve turned my long-term partner onto it, but don’t want to ruin the relationship for me (more insecurity) and don’t want to ruin it for her (“He didn’t do the thing he fantasized about and got me turned on to.”).

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Random note: lately, if the topic gets brought up at all, she is suddenly on fire with lust, and we have crazy-good sex. On the other hand, it maybe just freaks me out even more afterwards, as I'm like, "Umm... it wasn't *me* that just turned her on, it was the idea of me and another guy."

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Another random note: she told me that me being willing to do it (when I have been more on the "Yes" side of the fence) makes her love me more; like I'm not being possessive, am willing to please her with this thing that makes me jealous, and am maybe being more open. Is that a red flag at all (like she doesn't love the *real* me), or it's okay, since she's just saying she loves my apparent little patch of openness?

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Any feedback is great (thank you). Go easy with the punches, as I know I’m emotionally immature, and a bit of an idiot when it has come to this topic.

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