#but god DAMN do those boys deserve a fucking break. please.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

i dont know if im still just fucking reeling and riding the extreme emotional high that the david kaufman voicelines gave me. but i think pd just bumped up to being my favorite jrwi campaign. like it was suuuuch a close second behind riptide for so long. and while i do love riptide very dearly and it has a really really specific special place in my brain. god fucking damn it i havent been this winded and weepy and emotional over a season finale in such a long time

[worldlxvlys]

Hi baby!

I love your writing so much!

Are you able to do a aftercare fic? Majority of smut stories I see they have little to no aftercare or very shitty aftercare

Hope you're doing well!

earned it (one of the girls part 3)

fwb! chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, cream pie, overstimulation, oral (fem receiving), pretty fluffyyyy, cursing

a/n: hopefully this is enough aftercare for you 🙏🏾

hope you enjoyyy

part 1. part 2.

“well? what are you so afraid of?” she asked, looking at me expectantly.

“i don’t know” i breathed out, finding it difficult to speak the words i wanted to.

she squinted her eyes at me, “yes you do, chris. why are you lying to me?”

fuck her for knowing me so well.

“i’m not” i spoke, swallowing the lump in my throat.

“yes you are”

“no, i’m…” my voice trailed off as she leaned over me on the bed, making me move my body away from hers until i was laying down.

“do i make you nervous, chris ?” she asked as she looked down at me.

yes.

“no”

“still lying, huh?” she asked as she ground her hips down into mine.

“oh my god” i groaned as my hands shot out to her waist.

“no touching until you stop lying to me” she spoke as she slapped my hands away.

her hands pushed down on my chest, keeping my body pressed to the bed as she rubbed her clothed pussy against my bulge.

“touch me again and i’ll tie your ass up” she spoke before pulling her shirt over her head.

“fuck” i sighed out as i realized she wasn’t wearing a bra.

you make it look like it’s magic

‘cause i see nobody, nobody but you, you, you

i was lost in the way her hips moved on top of me. the way she leaned back on my thighs, her head thrown back in pleasure.

she knew what she wanted, and she was going to get it.

when she put her mind to something, she never allowed anything to stop her. and right now, she was determined to get the truth out of me.

i was damn near ready to give it to her.

she never broke eye contact with me, despite my dominant nature, she was never intimidated by me.

although she was usually the submissive one, she never failed to put me in my place.

so i love when you call unexpected

‘cause i hate when the moment’s expected

so i’ma care for you, you, you

i’ma care for you, you, you, you

she caught me off guard with the role switch, the last thing i was expecting tonight was to have her on top of me, looking down at me with those hooded eyes.

she knew exactly what to do to drive me crazy, she knew what to do to get me to break.

she grabbed my hand, moving it up her ribcage but stopping right under her breast.

“wanna touch, chris?” she asked, tilting her head to the side and batting her eyelashes at me.

i nodded my head frantically.

“beg”

“no”

“no?” she raise her eyebrows at me, halting her movements.

“i wanna take care of you” i spoke up to her.

“that’s a first” she scoffed. “you can make it up to me after, right now i wanna hear you beg”

“you want me so bad? you care about me? actions speak louder than words, pretty boy. so fucking prove it”

“please. i wanna touch you so badly, ma. i wanna worship your body, show you how much you mean to me. wanna show you how loved you are” i said.

cause girl, you’re perfect

you’re always worth it

and you deserve it

the way you work it

“go ahead then” she said. as soon as the words came out of her mouth, i sat up, wrapping my arms around her waist.

“love your tits” i whispered before bringing one into my mouth, making her moan.

i focused on swirling my tongue around her nipple before doing the same to the other one.

i left open-mouthed kisses all over her chest while staring up at her.

“i know you like it rough, but i’m gonna take my time with you. you deserve it”

‘cause girl, you earned it, yeah

girl, you earned it, yeah

i left kisses up her neck, and jaw before leaving them all over her face.

“chris!” she laughed before i placed a soft kiss against her lips.

“you’re so fucking beautiful, have i ever told you that?”

“yeah, but you were also buried inside of me when you said it so i don’t think that counts” she said playfully.

“i mean everything i tell you, no matter when i say it. it’s never just the heat of the moment baby” i whispered to her.

“ok” she whispered back, a slight smile growing on her face.

i left kisses all up and down her arms, before starting my descent down her stomach.

“can i?” i asked as my mouth stopped at her sleep shorts.

“always, chris”

on that lonely night

said it wouldn’t be love

but we felt the rush

i couldn’t keep my hands off of her, not being able to touch her seemed to have affected me way more than i thought it had.

i needed to feel her bare body against mine.

“need to feel you” i whispered against her skin, looking up at her.

“you have me, chris. i’m right here” she responded, breathing heavily.

i pulled down her shorts and panties, while she helped me rid myself of my own clothes.

once they were off, i flipped us around, laying her down under me.

we just stared at each other for a while, so many unspoken words being exchanged through our eyes.

we both knew what this meant, but were too scared to say it aloud.

i love you.

at least, that’s what i was thinking. who knows what was going on in her head.

“mark me” i told her.

“what?” she asked, eyes widening.

“no more other girls, i only want you. i’m yours, so mark me”

she wasted no time in pulling my neck down, placing her lips on it.

i let out a moan at the feeling of her sucking on the skin, her lips massaging the area sensually before she let it go.

she moved further up my neck, repeating the motion several times, before moving her head back to admire her work.

“pretty” she whispered with a smile on her face.

i dipped my head back down, now leaving kisses to her thighs.

‘cause girl you’re perfect

you’re always worth it

and you deserve it

“you deserve all of the love in this world, and if no one else gives it to you, then i will” i spoke between kisses. “i love everything about you”

“chris-”she started, but let out a loud moan when i licked a stripe up her pussy.

“just need a little taste” i spoke as i stared at her wetness.

i hooked my hands around her thighs before lapping at her arousal.

“oh my god, chris. yes, yes, it feels so good!” she gasped.

i groaned against her as i felt her thighs push against my hands, attempting to close.

her gasps and moans filled the room as i continued to work my tongue through her folds, relishing in the taste of her against my tongue.

i pushed my tongue into her needy hole, her hands flying to my hair to grip the brown locs.

i curled my tongue inside of her, shoveling it through her velvety walls, making her scream.

“c-chris, i’m gonna cum if you keep doing that” she moaned out.

i shook my head side to side, allowing my nose to press against her clit, before moving my face away.

“god, you taste so fucking good” i whispered as i licked my lips, watching as she looked down at me with her eyes slightly widened.

“need you so bad, chris” she whined, clenching her thighs together.

“i got you, princess. just relax. gonna take care of you” i told her before lining myself up with her.

“ready?” i asked, grabbing her hips. once she gave me a nod in response, i pushed into her.

her legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to her, making us both moan as i bottomed out.

i leaned down, pressing my chest to hers as i began to move.

my thrusts were slow but deep, allowing her walls to cling onto my dick tightly.

“h-holy shit” i groaned out, shuddering at the way she felt around me.

we’d done this a million times before, but this time was different.

it felt like i was closer to her than i’d ever been.

she looked so good, staring up at me with her face contorted in pleasure, her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

“god, you feel so good around me. not gonna last long” i groaned when she clenched around me in response.

“fuck, i-i’m so close” i moaned as my hands clenched the bedsheet under her.

“good, i want you to fill me up so badly” she spoke as she stared up at me.

she was pushing me closer to my orgasm embarrassingly fast, but i couldn’t help it.

being with her like this was driving me crazy. my every thought was consumed by her. my skin pressed against hers, the taste of her essence lingering on my tongue, her breathy moans, her hands wrapped around my arms, all of the little things turned me on even more.

“come on, chris. you gonna cum with me?” she asked as she clenched around me again, pushing me over the edge.

“oh my god! fuck, fuck, i’m cumming” i panted out as i shot my load inside of her, making her cry out.

she shook under me as she released all over my cock, while my seed continued to spurt out of me.

“fuck, chris. didn’t even know you could cum this much” she spoke when i finished, her inner thighs covered in my pleasure.

when i pulled out, we watched our juices spill out of her and onto the sheets.

“got anymore?” she asked before wrapping her hand around my dick, making my hips jerk into her hand.

“w-wait, baby that- shit, shit, shit” i whimpered as more cum shot out of me.

“hmm, someone liked that, huh?” she teased as she continued to stroke me, watching as my hips shook.

i went to grab her wrist, but she stopped me before i could.

“what’s that you always tell me? sit there and take it?” she smirked at me.

a few more beads of cum flew out of me before she let go of me, making me let out a heavy sigh.

“i- you’re fucking insane” i breathed out as she pulled me on top of her into a hug.

“ yup, and you love it” she smiled, leaving a kiss to my nose.

“ok, i gotta go now” i spoke as i began to get up, jokingly.

she saw the smile on my face, knowing i was joking, before pulling me back down onto her.

“shut the hell up, you’re not funny” she narrowed her eyes at me.

“i think i’m hilarious”

“i think it’s hilarious how i just had you whimpering a minute ago”

my smile instantly dropped at that, as i shot her a glare, “ok fuck you”

“just saying” she shrugged.

“are you ok? anything hurt?” i asked, scanning her body over.

“i’m ok, chris”

“mmhm, what hurts?” i asked as i placed a few kisses to her shoulder.

“my legs”

“want a massage?” i asked her.

“please” she sighed out.

i moved down to her legs, placing my hands on one and gently squeezing it.

i rubbed the soft skin between my hands, soothing her achey muscles.

she moaned at the feeling, her eyes fluttering shut.

i continued to massage her leg, her noises of approval fueling me to keep going, before moving to the other leg.

when i finished i looked up to tell her i was done, only to be met with her soft snores.

i went to her bathroom, wetting a clean wash cloth with warm water, and coming back to clean her up.

when i finished, i put my shirt on her to keep her from getting cold, before cleaning myself up.

i discarded the wash cloth in the hamper before getting back into the bed with her, pulling the blanket over both of us.

i looked at her before whispering, “i love you so much, you’re worth it. i’m not running away ever again”

‘cause girl you’re perfect

the way you work it

you deserve it

girl, you deserve it

🌹🌹🌹🌹

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[3cremepie3]

Winter concert

Synopsis - ANGST & SMUT 18+! CATER X FEM READER! You find out about Caters saddening behavior and do everything in your power to take him out of that dark headspace. You're in love with him after all.

Warnings - mentions of self-harm, scars, cvtting, smut, unprotected sex, creampies, declarations of love

A/n - at the end of the story. This is pretty heavy pls read all tags. AND MERRY Christmas 🎄!! ANGST & SMUT 18+! CATER X FEM READER!

“Oh my god you guys were amazing,” you gushed. “I can’t believe you broke your guitar right in front of Crowley Lilia! And Kalim don’t even get me started on that drum break,” you rambled.

“Thank you Y/n,” Kalim gleamed. “Our biggest fan strikes again,” Lilia says. “Of course look what I made you guys.” You laid out a poster you made of them on the auditorium floor.

The crowd was bustling in the background leaving the venue but you could still hear their oos and ahhs. “We love it,” Lilia and Kalim cheered. Cater smiled too but was quieter than his usual demeanor.

Kalim ended up taking the poster home with him promising he would hang it up. And Lila left soon after him with Silver and Sebek fanboying. Cater was still at the venue putting his guitar in his sticker-covered case.

“You’re always the last to pack up,” you say. “Taking responsibility for those messy boys I guess? He shook his head picking up his amp. You watched the muscles in his lean arms flex while he did so. “Why are you so quiet today Cater?” He was your crush you could notice any change in his behavior.

“Something happened I don’t know about,” you questioned. As your guy's unofficial manager I demand to know,” you bluffed. “You know about it.” He groaned and mumbled at the same time making his words drawn out but quiet. “Then tell me! Or I’m gonna steal this!” You pouted grabbing his guitar case before he could get to it.

“Y/n pls,” he sighed deeply clearly irritated. “Just tell me,” you giggle. He runs after you almost catching you until he falls over a speaker cord. “Jesus Cater I’m sorry.” You say rushing over to him he falls flat on his pretty face.

“Fuck!” He cussed harshly while getting off the ground. It’s obvious he had a bad day. You grabbed his hand helping him up off the slippery stage floors. While you did so you noticed his sleeve roll up. You couldn’t help but glance at the fresh scars lined up across his wrist.

They were a burning bright red contrasting across his pale skin. “Cater…,” you trailed. He grabbed his arm away from your hand quickly pulling down his sleeve along with it. “Wait Cater I’m sorry,” you called after him.

"You can talk to me I didn’t mean to be intrusive," you stated. He exited the doors quickly ignoring your pleas. "Swear I won't tell anyone," you insisted. You chased after him carrying the gift you made in his honor. He stayed quiet continuing his walk to the chamber of mirrors. "Cater please I don't want you to keep doing this to yourself!"

You had both finally come to a halt stopping at the hall of mirror doors. You watched as expression changed through the many reflective lenses. "You're always so god damn nosy Y/n. Why can't you just leave me alone," he screamed.

"Well, that's because I love your guy's work. Truly I do You are all very talented." Talented my ass," Cater huffed. "What do you mean," you interrupted. "Im nothing but a fuck up! My work up there was sloppy and offbeat and I don't deserve to be in a club with people that much more talented than me."

"Everywhere I go I feel like I'm lagging behind everyone." Cater breaking away from his normally cheerful demeanor would normally make you excited since you were seeing the real him. But this was different. "Cater... I didn't expect any of this and I'm sorry if I annoy you."

"But I'm only around you so much because I care about you. I love the music you make and even if you do badly in a performance that's what you have practices for. People are never going to be perfect that's the point of having so much time in life so you can use it to improve. Also, I couldn’t hear one mistake up there but maybe that’s just my untrained ears,” you thought.

For a moment everything was silent you had imagined that what you said probably felt like useless rambling to him. And After what felt like 10 minutes of silence he turned around to your begging face. "Do you mean that?" Of course I do baby," You smile. He swears it's the brightest thing he's ever seen so blinding it could take away all his senses for an eternity.

"Cater you're only 18 years old. I know on social media you see all these people with the luxuries of grown adults but they set unrealistic standards. In my eyes, you're doing well." You grab his freckled hand and squeeze it. His palms are sweaty and his eyes are searching yours for any hint of lying.

"You have good grades," you say. "Well that's because of Riddle," he admits. "He may have had some influence but you keep them up mostly yourself otherwise that collar would be on your neck right now," you giggle. "And you have more clout than any of my socials combined!"

"That's because I spam posts with hashtags," he frowns. "So do thousands of others and who did the algorithm pick up?" You raised your eyebrows waiting for an answer. "Me," he smirks. "Yeah, you Cater you're my favorite niche micro internet celebrity."

"Really," he gasps. "Yes, your magicam is so aesthetically pleasing I can't help but cyberstalk you sometimes." Woah creepy much," he teases. "You know you love having fans." You playfully roll your eyes. "Thank you for this Y/n I really appreciate it."

His voice dropped from its "normal" high pitch when he stated this making you wonder if the Cater you knew wasn't the real him all along. "Anytime really." You grab both of his hands not wanting to ever let go. "Get a room," a drunken savannaclaw student yells. He pushes past the both of you entering the hall of mirrors.

“Asshole,” you suck your teeth. "Look Cater I know recovery may seem far ahead right now but it's best to stop before things get out of hand." You're both entering the hall of mirrors as you speak. Just as he's nearing the Heartslybul dimension you mumble "I can't afford to lose you too."

"Y/n." He turns around to see you in tears.” Sorry I’m such a baby,” you laugh. "Please don't cry over me I'm right here." You're instantly pulled into his arms he embraces your trembling form. "Cater let me spend the night please itll give me peace of mind," you beg.

"Riddle would kill me if he knew a girl was in my room are you kidding me," he huffed. "Well sneak me in," you demanded. "Come on I know you sneak in magicdash all the time Ace and Duece tell me so.” Fine just follow my league."

When you get to the dorm it’s dark it’s been at least an hour past bedtime. You and Cater creep down the halls careful not to knock into the many statues and card decor. "My rooms up this way." He guides you by the hand sending shivers up your spine. You always dreamed of him touching you past friendly pats on the back. Finally, after endless halls you make it.

"Now I see why I've never been here before why is your room so far away? It was the only place I could get a room to myself after the house wardens changed." He removes his shoes and jacket plopping down on his bed. You stand up taking a look around his room.

"So where’s the weapon of interest," You asked. You took a seat at his desk chair turning it around to face his bed. "Ahh why did I invite you here," he sighs. "So I could help you remember?" You glance over at his slumped form. “Fine it's in that lockbox." he points to underneath his dresser. There's a small safe-like box that you remember him getting in the silk city.

"You gotta open it i don't have the key." You can tell he's hesitant as you walk over to him. You sit next to him on the bed watching as he fiddles with the passcode. "I promise you you're gonna feel so much better after this." He opened the box revealing sharp razor blades. Some you could tell were used.

You couldn’t help but frown seeing the sight. How could someone so perfect hurt themselves like that? "You're gonna be so proud of yourself after you get rid of them.” You rub his shoulder and without parting your lips further encourage him to get rid of them. But he still makes no moves "Come on you got this," you challenge. He freezes in place for a minute.

He thinks a little harder about your words. "And how would you know? You keep saying you know what's good for me and you haven't experienced shit." You have all the friends in the world here? His face cringes at your calm one peering back at him.

Looking into his eyes you could tell they were hurt bloodshot red from crying. You know this is triggering for him since you're seeing him how no one else does. The him without his happy-go-lucky facade. "I didn't wanna have to do this." You get off the bed and he watches as you strip down to your underwear.

You blush heavily reavling your body. "There's so many," he winces. He should ask but he can't help but feel your skin. Your scars cover your thighs in long streaks many of them so deep he wonders how you didnt have to go to the infirmary. Your upper arms right above your sleeves also hold some.

"I made sure to hide them where no one could see unless they undressed me. Guess that's why I can't keep a boyfriend I refuse to have sex with them because of this," You laugh to hide your pain. "I'm sorry,” he says eyes dropping to the floor. You huff going to grab your shirt to put back on. "I had to let you see this ugly part of me. So you can know at one point I felt the same level of emptiness.”

"You're anything but ugly." He pulls your body into his giving you a tight hug. You can tell he doesn't want to let go and is caught up in the moment since he's hugging your half-naked form. "What I see is a person that was trying to hide their struggles eventually break through from them and stop altogether." These scars are all healed." he said admiring your plush thighs. “And their fading I can tell you haven’t done it for months.”

Eventually, he realizes how and where he caressing you his actions his brain deemed as sweet now affecting him truly. "Shit I'm sorry I must seem like a perv," he cussed letting you go. "It’s okay," you chuckle. You kiss his cheek "I know you didn't mean it like that sweet boy." His face turns a bright red your kneeling over him on his bed and all he can see is your cleavage through your bra.

"You can heal too Cater I know you can. I got to into my head about being brought here to twisted wonderland and was sad that I lost everything. My family, house, friends, even my trifling schoolmates. Then I reflected and realized I was probably brought here for a reason. I believe everyone has a purpose and you will find yours. It may not be in this school and that’s alright.”

"I thought of all the friends I made. Like Ace and Grim oh and you of course though my feelings for you were a little different," you added. "Are you saying what i think youre saying," he asked. "Yes Cater I love with you with my whole heart. Don’t ever forget it and if you would allow me too… I want to be one with you. Youre the only person to see me for everything I truly am." One of his hands goes to the smooth of your back while the other interlocks with your own.

"I feel the same way Y/n im so sorry for what i said earlier. It’s just I thought you were happy I was such a idiot for not realizing. In the end I just pushed you away.” It’s okay maybe I was great at hiding it after all just never blame yourself. And don’t ever be mean to me again I had to try not to cry,” you pouted. "I promise i wont from now and to forever." Mark that promise with a kiss," You demand your arms wrapping themselves behind his head. He does so his tounge tracing around your unfimilar mouth. You quickly get used to how hungry he is taking the limited breaths of air he gives you not for granted.

His hands draw down to your panties removing the garments and tossing them somewhere into his room. “Can I touch you,” he asks. You shake your head pulling his hands further down your body. “This is a little more than a kiss,” you tease. You feel him smirk onto your mouth not stopping for anything.

He grips your ass pulling you down onto his crotch. You can feel his hard on as you grind down. The tension is delicious as his mouth further engulfs yours. There’s nothing more you guys can share as you devour each other. By the time you pull away your face is covered your connected spit.

His hands move you at a steady tempo. The thick fabric of his jeans make you wish he wore leggings as you can’t feel him as much as you need him. “Cater if you’re comfortable can you take off your pants?” Anything for you precious.” He speaks while peeling off his pants his legs are all clear thankfully.

“You’re lucky I trust you very few have seen this package,” he brags. You giggle while bringing yourself down on him. You both only have a thin layer of clothing stopping you from greatness. But you’re to scared to ask him if he wants to go that far.

He’s already gave you a lot tonight trusting you with his business . “I’m surprised,” you say between breathes. “That you aren’t tryna take pictures right now,” you joke. “I won’t post them of course but can I,” he pleads. “Wanna save them for later!”

“Fine I have something post worthy,” you winked. He blushed at your behavior. You grabbed his jaw forcing him to receive the many kisses you gave him. “Look at you baby!” You handed him a mirror to show his lipstick stained face and lips.

“Wow this is totes postable if you want me to of course.” Of course I want you too,”you smiled. “Don’t you want me to show you off?” Everyone at school would freak out but yeah I’d love that.” Fine then later on it’s posted but for now there’s something else I need to focus on.”

“You’ve been making me feel good with all your sweet words dear and you deserve to feel the same way.” His hands dipped into your waistband sending butterflies tumbling in your stomach. “I’ve never done-.” Shh just let me handle it relax okay?”

Your legs parted for him allowing him to enter inside of you. His fingers were long and slender while two of them worked at slowly stretching you another one traced your clit. He watched your cute reactions in admiration “you’re so sensitive.”

“Does it feel good,” he asked. “Yes you’re doing so well.” You bit your lip trying to hold back your moans. Your eye contact was strong as he worked your hole. “Mmm you’re so wet baby you hear that?”

“Cater that’s so embarrassing stop,” you whined. “It’s sexy knowing you like this so much.” All for me huh? Yes for you,” you blurted. Your hand went to his wrist trying to slow down his pattern an orgasm like you never experienced was upcoming.

He swatted your hand away and kept working while you got an idea. You pulled out his dick and watched it spring onto his abdomen. “Leaking so much,” you asked. “Can’t help it seeing that pretty body.” You stroaked to the rhythm of his fingers. You couldn’t help but get giddy at his words.

He went faster sending your toes curling and mind spiraling you did the same onto his dick. “Gonna cum already?” Don’t tease me I can’t help it,” he grits. Looking into each others eyes you could tell you were getting lost.

The rooms noise level filled drastically as you groaned into each others mouths having no courtesy for the people near by. Your fingers traced his slit spreading his precum down onto his shaft.

You felt him twitch in your palm. His ears were bright red and tears pooled in his eyes. His lips were getting swollen from kissing. “Fuck!” You’ve never seen such a more stunning sight. It made you want to savor the moment.

But you couldn’t think when he was knuckles deep in you. “I don’t think I can wait,” you hissed. “Please let me cum Cater. He almost came undone with you asking for permission. “Fine we can do it together uggh!” Not even a second later and you were releasing all over each others hands making a mess outta your underwear.

You held him close as he kissed up your neck. You both collapsed on each other out of breath. You could feel his heart pounding on yours and for a moment you were at peace until you felt him get hard again behind you.

“Looks like we’ll be spending a lot of time together,” you smirked. You laid back on the bed. “I thought you were a virgin Y/n?” I am. “Youre losing it to me,” he gasped. “Yes Cater you’re an amazing person how many times do I have to tell you I trust you?” I rather it be you than anyone else.”

“Tell me to stop at anytime okay?” You shook your head. He spread your legs and lined up his cock with your awaiting hole. “I’m ready.” You held onto one of his pillows it smelled like him. He thought you looked too cute holding on for dear life.

You wished his dick wasn’t so fat as he stilled inside you. “You’re bleeding are you okay?” Yes,” you cried burying your face into the pillow. “I’m used to it but can you please hold my hand?” He answered your simple request by holding them. He used both to stabilize himself making slow thrust.

Even though it felt like he was about to burst out his seems in your tight heat he held back until you were ready. Your legs wrapping around his narrow torso told him so. And for the first time in his life he knew he was in some place where he belonged. One he never wanted to leave as long as you were there.

The more your pretty lips called out his name the more he wanted to just claim you forever. Your gummy walls squeezed tightly around him. “Gosh you feel so good,” Cater cooed. His body pressed against yours bringing your legs up to your chest. He swore he could drool at any moment from keeping his mouth open.

It couldn’t stop hanging open as he muttered curses into your ears. You couldn’t help but take the sinful talk as he pressed you down his hands leaving yours to put you in a mating press. You swore all air was knocking out of your lungs as he did so.

You vision began to get foggy as your body was being controlled by his dick. “Give it to me! So good… too good,” you swooned. “Going all stupid for me my love,” he hummed. You shook your head a dozen times already fucked out. You couldn’t help but gush on him as he picked up his pace.

“So sorry- I don’t wanna hurt you.” It’s alright feels good!” Your hands traced up his arms feeling up his scars but he didn’t mind. “Wanna be like this for the rest of my life,” he grunted.

You giggled as his mouth came down onto yours. Your teeth clashed and tounges collided but it was filled with joy. “I can tell you’re almost there come on let go,” he instructed. “I wanna cum together,” you grinned. “Good I can’t hold back anymore.” His whimpers were becoming more apparent as he spilled his seed in you.

He sounded like he was in pure extasy while you creamed all over him. Even though he pulled out he could still feel the connection you both now shared. And to think he was gonna skip out on the concert. He laid next to you in bed facing you.

Your body was spasming a bit still and his fresh cum poured out of you. “Can we cockwarm I bet it’ll feel good,” he advised. “Later after you complete your final step.” By now you’re both half asleep and Cater doesn’t want to do anything to leave your side.

But he’s ready to appease you and himself. He takes the box away from the floor and disposes of the blades. You cheer a bit and he gets back in bed. “It’s a pretty box again I think I know what I’m gonna fill it with this time.” And what’s that,” you wondered.

“The pictures from today and here on out.” You smiled from ear to ear. “Does this mean we’re dating now?” Duh dummy,” he taunted.

A/n - this was pretty personal lol. But Cater is one of the most mysterious Twisted Wonderland characters. Whenever his true nature is hinted at it’s always something sneaky or pretty depressed. It’s like he has this happy mask on that he can’t break outta habit from his childhood. So I thought to make a story like this. I will probably write a part two because things don’t change over night and there will be more to these characters. I didn’t mention it but they do end up cockwarming and going for more rounds ;3

[balsalmic-vinegar]

I'm so sick and tired of the Demon Brothers judging Mammon. Like, calling him scumbag and worthless. Do they not realize that words hurt? That their words might actually have an affect on mammon that they may not realize? Like, omg I know it's a game, but god fucking damn. Let my poor baby have a break :(

He's trying his fucking hardest, but he stills gets so much shit from his brothers. HIS BROTHERS. Of all people (or demons ig). Like be so fucking for real.

In my opinion, Mammon is the demon closest to regaining his title as an angel. He's never used his demon form on MC and hasn't even threatened it. He's never harmed them. But all of the other brothers have (besides maybe Asmo and Beel, but still). Anyways, PLEASE LET MY SWEET BABY BOY BREATHEEEE

edit: i know he’s not innocent, i’m not saying he is. he does steal their things to sell them, and so in those situations it is deserved. however, all the times he’s called an idiot and stupid when all he’s trying to do is talk, i think is a bit much. and i don’t he should be strung up as often as he is, bc that can be considered abusive. i’m just saying that all the name calling and degradation can’t be good for his mental health

edit (again): this was supposed to be a silly little rant and wasnt supposed to be taken too seriously. and i’m sorry if any of you who come across it find it offensive or inaccurate. these are just my personal opinions and you don’t have to agree. i respect that you may feel differently on the matter, and i respect different thoughts and opinions on it. so all i ask is that you respect mine as well. but i am open to further discussion on the topic if any of you would like to have one. my dms are open! :3 <3

[respectthepetty]

Pit Babe Colors Finale

I'm challenging myself with this show and seeing how good my color skills really are, so I'm doing my normal thing of watching it double-speed on mute, but now, the captions are off also.It's just colors and vibes here. It's been a chaotic journey, but it finally ends today, most likely with a character death, so . . .

Disclaimer: I'm just screaming this entire post.

Surprising absolutely no one, Barbara immediately forgave Charles. Like I wrote last week, I'll hold this grudge for both of us, Babe.

If this bastard is still alive by the end of this, there is no justice in the world.

Did he just give them a key to get out? They could just walk through a door, but . . . I'll take it. Kentana is trying to redeem himself. Now, KILL YOUR SHITTY FATHER, and you will earn the top place in my heart.

Don't do it, Way Way. Don't. I see you eyeing that man, but you will take zero bullets for Pete or Babe. Am I clear?! NONE! I don't care if you are wearing white compared to everyone else's black. You will not die. No.

I'm not even going to say shit about these two's colors because BIG RED JUST KILLED A KID!

OH FUCK! HE IS KILLING EVERYONE!

KIMBERLY! I LOVE YOU!

And this is why you deserve to die. Who does something like this? It's not a porn, sir. This is a murder. You're about to die. Not get laid.

WAYMOND, NO! I TOLD YOU NOT TO FUCKING DO THIS! NOOOOOOOOOO!

I know it's blood, but the 'smoke' being red too is great and I need more of it as BIG RED DIES FOR KILLING WAY WAY!

Y'all are letting Big Red talk too much while Way Way is just bleeding out on the floor, and I just need one of y'all to apply pressure to the wound so Way has a fighting chance. Please for the love of God. PLEASE! LET WAY LIVE!

Oh, shit, this is awful. Do NOT think about any good memories with this man who wore red in the past but no longer does for some wacky reason. Those memories are all tainted. He is awful. KILL HIM ALREADY AND GET WAY WAY TO THE HOSPITAL!

I HATE HIM! Barbara, don't you trade your life for Charles. Don't fucking do it. Charles came back from the dead once. He can do it again. KILL BIG RED ALREADY!

OH MY FUCKING GOD, YES! I LOVE KENTA! KILL HIM!

YOU KILLED YOUR SHITTY FATHER! YOU'VE DONE WHAT NO OTHER BL BOY HAS EVER DONE!

YOU WON MY HEART!

Now, someone go hug him! Pete what the fuck are you doing?! One boyfriend is dying and another is breaking down. DO SOMETHING, PETER!

I knew this was going to happen! I knew Way was gonna die taking a bullet for Babe. I knew it, and I'm still upset! WHY?! Why can't Peter have TWO boyfriends?! Why do we always have to kill someone to redeem them and to cancel them out of the poly plot equation. LET POLY HAPPEN!

Fuck, Alan is crying.

FUCK!

I will not be pacified with Jeffrey finally being consumed by blue. I'm still very upset about Way Way having to die instead of Peter just having two boyfriends.

Vegas' Hedgehog, I'm so over your ass! Red flowers?! At Way's funeral?! That is sooooo rude! What is wrong with you?! Read the room, you pretty bitch! RED IS OUT! Way died for the blue! THE BLUE!

I hate this necklace. I hate that Way is dead instead of being taken care of by his two boyfriends. Where the hell is Ken anyway?! Why is he not holding Peter's hand right now? WHAT IS THIS LIE?!

I trust your dad, Barbie, because he is wearing blue, but you have had to cry a thousand tears this episodes, and I pray like GMMTV's First, you stay hydrated because crying can wreck havoc on a thirsty body.

Y'all cannot fuck the grief away in the blue. You can try, but Waymond is still gonna be dead instead of having two boyfriends. This is a real problem, and I want it addressed. RIGHT NOW!

KIMBERLY! YOU'RE BLUE NOW!

Everyone is in blue, and then we have Vegas' fucking Hedgehog in those damn orange pants, and . . . AHHHHHHH *starts throwing clothes around the room and out the window*

Barbie is lighter. He is still black, but now he has the white mixed with it while he looks longingly into the eyes of his Blue Boy (who lied to him several times including lying about his death, pero I'll carry this grudge for both of us, Barbara)

Now why the fuck are you wearing red, Alan?! Why won't this show just let me have nice things?!

So . . . now that this is all over and I, unsurprisingly, did NOT get poly nor Kenta x Pete, I will be unblocking the tags because seeing black boxes on my dash is driving me crazy, and I need to reblog some GIFs of Kimberly, Alan, and Waymond x Peter x Kentana to fill this huge void in my heart where a poly plot would have perfectly fit.

I will never go back and watch this show with subs. Never. Whatever I got from it was exactly what I needed to get from it, and I need nothing else. Because what I got was a boy FINALLY deciding to

KILL HIS SHITTY FATHER

Kenta, you deserve my respect. You loved Pete. You helped all the guys in your own way. You killed your shitty dad. You committed queer wrongs, and I forgive every single one of them. You deserve a happy life, and I hope you are laying in Pete's bed with his arms around you thinking about what y'all will have for breakfast, so he can read your mind and go make it for you.

I like you.

I respect you.

I love you.

And so does Pete.

GIVE ME POLY, DAMN IT!

[sister-lucifer]

what’s wrong with you based on your favorite batman villain

(don’t take these too seriously)

(sequel to this post)

The Riddler: Holy shit shut the fuck up for two seconds PLEASE. i know you have a touch of the tism and crave to derail every conversation to talk about your special interest but no one else is having fun. this is why you don’t have any friends. You also have a very niche and the second most expensive taste in clothing so you only have like 3 outfits to mix and match. You either dress like you’re going to the Met Gala or like a dad on vacation, no in between

The Penguin: STOP FUCKING IMPULSE BUYING!!! YOU HAVE TOO MANY TRINKETS!!! YOU DONT NEED IT JUST BECAUSE ITS PRETTY!!!! You have the most expensive taste in clothing, especially victorian undergarments, and spend an embarrassing amount of money to dress like a vampire. And stop being so hard on your body. It might not always be the perfect image of what you want, but it’s doing its best, even if you have to help it out a bit.

Harley Quinn: Sweetheart, I promise you are more than just your sex appeal. I know you grew up around misogyny and were raised to be a housewife but you’re free now!! Well…you would be if you stopped picking the shittiest men. A relationship does not define you, stop settling for assholes because you feel ashamed for being single. Have you tried dating a woman? No, seriously, try it. You deserve it

The Joker: Stop using your humor to deflect from your trauma, i bet your back hurts from carrying the weight of being the funniest person in your friend group. You’re a big time maximalist who spends an hour picking out a hundred accessories to wear and wind up being late because you couldn’t choose which kandi bracelets were best for the occasion. You’re still holding on to the last shreds of your teenage edgelord phase. Also clean your damn room and throw away those old drink cans, nasty ass

Catwoman: How does it feel to be the sexiest person in the room at any given time? Not good, I bet, since you struggle to make friends because of how often they wind up to only be after your body. Sorry you can’t catch a break. You’re probably still carrying money saving habits you got from your parents when you were a kid even though you don’t need to now. Also please try wearing a color besides black, it’s almost summer, you’re gonna die of heatstroke. Nice eyeliner though

Poison Ivy: Dude, so many people are crushing on you rn, how do you not see this?! You’re so hot but soooo emotionally unavailable, christ. A boy in middle school said something uncomfortable to you once which was then reinforced by the misogynistic micro aggressions you were subject to as a teenager and it’s kinda tainted your entire view of the male gender, which is fair but also kinda sucks.

The Scarecrow: Daddy issues, daddy issues everywhere. He was scary as fuck, wasn’t he? Your fear was valid. You really love to analyze people which wouldn’t be an issue if you could actually be subtle about it. Stop staring, you creep. Also, that flannel doesn’t look as good as you think it does, you look like a depressed lumberjack. Like please just buy a cardigan. Halloween is your favorite holiday and you get really annoying about it around mid august. And remember to brush your fuckin hair for gods sake

The Mad Hatter: You get like…reeeeaaaally weird about your crushes, man. Like whatever you’re doing it’s not normal. You can just talk to them, you know. You have the weirdest sexual interests but they’re more so hyper specific and niche than gross or unsettling. That’s better, I guess? You gotta leave your headspace and live in reality for a bit, man. I know it kinda sucks, but there are real people here! Also you’re short. Gross

[befuddledcinnamonroll]

Heart Killers day! Feed me, please!

Nothing tells you things are not right more than a sad and quiet Style.

But also there's no way Fadel or Bison can handle a full stop in contact, they're gonna break for sure.

Lol, normally I love our boys in glasses, but those frames on Khaotung are enormous!

With Joong, may be having some thoughts about a story of a mild-mannered office worker who strips at night...

... just me?

Oh, I'm glad they're not just killing first - ask questions! Get the truth!

With her own hands?

Oooh, no wonder she trained them as hitmen, if she started out the same way.

Also glad Fadel gave this guy a few whacks, he's still the kind of dude to hire a hitwoman, so there's no way he doesn't deserve it.

I do love the consistent characterization of our boys. Bison gets enraged right away, Fadel compartmentalizes until he can process and let it out. Bison is run by emotion, Fadel is driven by logic.

Nooo, Fadel tears hurt so much!

This does have to hurt so badly. It is wild how we can all go through things with people where in hindsight it seems obvious how they are manipulating us, but at the time, you normalize it and make excuses.

Oof, this meeting with Lilly where literally everyone is lying to each other while being so surface-level pleasant...

Also, I'm not remotely on Lilly's side in this case, but damn would I love a series where a young woman becomes a hitperson for hire, leverages what she learns to build power, adopts some orphans to train as her squad, and takes down a bunch of powerful men.

Why size differences are adorable.

Also this is giving me FirstKhao vibes more than KantBison, lol.

Haha, knew they would break so quickly!

Omg, not Kant listing his duplicity as a qualification.

Shameless.

Lolol, these boys are so whipped, and I love it.

Such a perfect encapsulation of their relationship:

But also I love that we have all four of them working together. Way too many shows do the "I will push you away for your own good" thing, and I need more series to say, "nah, I respect the agency of my chosen life partner".

These two turn so many frames into straight up art.

(Not to minimize the cinematography & direction, but the prettiness sure helps!)

Haha, Bison has a costume kink.

Um, Fadel, you maybe should have mentioned Keen was the shooter before this moment.

A moment of appreciation for this fit on Pepper!

Rawr.

Haha, not Kant and Bison consistently switching up who's horny in the moment. So Bison is turned on by outfits, Kant is turned on by competency.

Lilly, if you want a good-looking caddie, you got gorgeous right there! Though I do appreciate that she's not dumb, and wants to be in control.

God, First looks giant here.

These plans definitely fall under the category of "romcom hijinks" more than any kind of solid strategy. But I don't mind.

C'mon Keen, see the light!

Omg, not the Titanic debate making it to Thailand.

Not me wishing Bison had said the "draw me like one of your French girls" scene.

They are so fucking cute.

An empty pool would not be my choice of makeout spot, but they make it work.

Oh, poor Fadel. He just keeps getting hit.

You boys are wrecking me!

And this is why Style is so perfect for Fadel...

because he can say, with pure authenticity, "I love you, not despite who you are, but because of you who are".

And for the first time in his life, Fadel can completely fall apart in the safety of someone's arms.

I'm fine. Super fine.

Uh, wow... all the things happening next week!

[seriouslysam8]

Why do you think people hate on the Weasley’s so much? They get more hate than the Malfoy’s or other DE families. It seems to be the number one reason people hate Hinny, because they wanted Harry to not be apart of the Weasley family. The amount of people that think the Malfoy’s would have been a better family for Harry than the Weasley’s is baffling. A family that loved him versus a family that tried to kill him. Don’t even get me started on the Grangers would have been a better family for Harry than the Weasley’s. Their daughter didn’t even want to hang out with them during her break, why would Harry? Lol. I don’t understand the Weasley hate. Is it because they’re poor? I would kill to be a part of a family like that!

Honestly, it boggles my mind. I would kill to be apart of the Weasley family. I fucking love them. I adore writing them with their sibling banter. Molly and Arthur?? Can they be my parents, please?? They’d be a vast improvement to my narcissistic and awful real parents. To have so many siblings that would always have your back?? I mean, I dislike Percy, okay? But he did come to the final battle and fight WITH his family. There was still a smidge of decency left in him. But those Weasleys… man, they stick together. My favorite relationship to write is Ron and Ginny. Like they are definitely the type of siblings who are like “only I am allowed to make fun of them” sort of siblings.

I see common lines of thinking of blanket hatred for the Weasleys given one character’s actions. Like “Ron was a terrible friend ergo all the Weasleys suck.” Bitch, shut your face. Ron Weasley was the best friend Harry could have asked for. That boy at 11 wrote his mother to tell him about his orphaned to ensure he had Christmas presents to open on Christmas. That family that had no money made sure he got some - including a HANDMADE jumper. Boys are normally little jerks at that age. But our Ronnie… our Ronnie always looked out for Harry.

Molly? I mean, Molly deserves a medal. God, she just embraced that kid and allowed him to feel welcome and like a family. I can tell you… I have a shit mother. She’s awful. I refuse to refer to her as my mother in my real life and I go feral when someone calls her my mother. My MIL makes me feel so warm and welcome. She’s a Molly Weasley. Just two days ago, she called me because she (who knows nothing about HP) FaceTimed me because she was shopping out of town and the store had a massive HP collection of items. She went through it all, asking if I or the kids want anything for Christmas from there. Then, she apologizes to someone in the store and said, “oh, sorry. I’m not recording. You’re fine. I’m just talking to my daughter.” MY DAUGHTER. Every time she refers to me as her daughter, I get teary eyed. Her dad, when he was still alive, used to do the same damn thing. He always called me his granddaughter. It was like they just knew that I needed that to feel wanted and loved. You know Molly referred to Harry as her son and nothing else. As an abused kid, gosh, that means the world as an adult.

I honestly don’t understand the Malfoy love. I mean they’re awful people. They literally killed and tortured people. They belonged to a hate group. But the actors were hot so they’re better than the Weasleys, right? 🙄

So, I don’t know. I probably just rambled at 8 in the morning, but I have no clue. I’ll never understand the Weasley hate and the Malfoy love. At all. Fuck that. They’re missing out. They can keep their asshole family. I’ll cherish my little vegetable family.

[siereads]

Celestial Monsters Review Notes

Notes under a read more due to spoilers

I'm so mad at Xio. HE COULD HAVE MADE A CHOICE. HE HAD FRIENDS. TEO AND NIYA WOULD HAVE MADE THINGS WORK. Gonna shake that kid until he sees he's been manipulated because holy hell. Mala Suerte may not being his biological father, but he's still his *Dad* dammit.

Huemac being proud of Teo does not shock me. That mans KNEW Teo wasn't capable of killing.

Teo: it's the end of the world. My dumbass: as we know it! And I feel fiiiiine! While Niya rants about wanting to beat Xio to a pulp

Aurelio's older sister, Brilla, is baby and I love her. The actual compassion, gentleness, reassurance, and support she showed Teo, Aurelio, and Niya was very much needed. Teo also needed to be told by someone that had been in his position that he had done the brave thing.

Xio, you're a dumbass. Baby boy, they is using you, wake up and smell the shit. Also, what y'all are doing to Dezi and Marino especially is cruel beyond measure.

Auristela, please, baby girl, shut your goddamn mouth.

Xio out here testing my patience. I know he's fictional and a child but good gods is he testing my goddamn patience.

Oooh we love a good, hastily abandoned, creepy ass town after a sleep over in the creepy ass desert cabin.

Teo, now is NOT the time to be horny.

I feel like, at this point, Teo just needs a tattoo across his forehead that reads "The Plan Guy"

Niya needing reminded who she's the daughter of and what her skills are is exactly why Teo is The Plan Guy xD You go girl, beat the fuck out of those sentient rocks.

Niya: I've changed my mind about helping people. I don't like them anymore

Me: Girl, same.

Niya breaking down sobbing because she doesn't think she's strong enough to pull off this mission is making my heart hurt. Someone give this sweet angel baby a soft, fuzzy blanket, a warm cookie, and a hug jfc.

Also. I do appreciate the reminders that these kids are just that, kids.

Just got me over here singing that Xio is a dick. I'm hoping someone slaps some sense into that kid. Like goddamn.

Teo, sweetie, stop getting so defensive. Being underestimated isn't always a bad thing in the literal end of the world.

Niya is the most ADHD coded little shit and like, dammit, mood. I too would have been playing with the good luck charms because ooh smooth and make click clack sound.

Mala Suerte is giving Giles with his shade. I am so fucking here for it.

This mans is fighting for his life talking to these dense ass children and I just...oh Mala Suerte, you poor, poor, sweet, scary man. May peace find you because otherwise you'll be stuck with these three morons for another 6 hours.

He tried so damn hard for Xio. Tried to protect that baby and raise him with love. Even now he still has hope for his son. Xio might not be his blood, but he damn sure is Suerte's kid.

I'm glad the trio got a glimpse into who Suerte really is as a person and how much care the man has. He deserves to be seen for the complete person he is instead of just the assumptions everyone else puts on him.

Oof. Just...oof. Xio, baby, you feel like shit because you know what you did was wrong. It's why Teo's voice is still in your head like a weird Jimminy Cricket. Baby. You are being MANIPULATED. Venganza does not care about you beyond what he can use you for.

Boys. Boys, now is NOT the time to flirt.

I love gay panic

Okay, who are you feral jungle child and how did you know the big scary monster that mimics crying babies wanted to play fetch? Am *I* hallucinating? What the actual fuck?

How did all of the gods miss a whole ass village out by Los Restos? One of the trials was literally just held out there. How do you miss a whole ass collection of people????

This is def making me think there's a lot more that went down with the OG war against the Obsidians. We're def missing pieces here.

Xio getting called tf out! Which needed to happen cuz damn. Hopefully this is the tipping point?

Xio having a crisis of gender in the middle of the apocalypse they set off is genuinely hilarious because, fucking hell, what a goddamn mood.

But also, Xochi calling Xio and Atzi out like "we get it, y'all *like* eachother" is equally fucking funny.

I. Love. Atzi. She is BABY. Telling Xio to their face that they're only a monster if they chose to be and she just thinks they're lost right now? Sweet, precious, angel baby.

She right tho.

Seeing how this little village deals with "monsters" and being told they're just animals was def something the trio needed. Plus, I really love Paz and her patience in explaining it all to them

I hate how much Lumbre has destroyed Aurelio's sense of self worth. Abusive ass bitch.

WE GOT SMOOCHES!!!!!!!! Awkwardly clumsy smooches BUT STILL SMOOCHES

Niya bouncing back from her breakdown over Xio's betrayal to tease Teo about kissing Aurelio is why, once again, I'm reminded that she's my literal favorite.

Stela needs to learn to keep her mouth SHUT and Xio needs to wake up and smell the bullshit.

Me: anxiously waiting for Xio and their dad's monster to show up and attack the trio.

Xio: -pops up-

Me: Shit

-squints suspiciously at Xio- I can't tell if they're genuinely trying to give warning and help or if this is a trap. Please for the love of fucking everything let it be genuine.

XIO, MY BABY, YOU'VE COME BACK TO US!!! YOU'VE COME TO YOUR GODDAMN SENSES!!

Also, not at all shocked that 1. the owl witch's weakness was salt because, ya know, salt's a purifier and 2. Niya, girl, the net? Really?

Niya's begrudging acceptance of Xio coming back with them including the phrase "fine but I'm going to be a dick about it" is a vibe

Super glad Xio seems to be doing the right thing. Atzi's gonna be thrilled.

The gang being back together and teasing one another again genuinely made me forget for a moment that they were basically in hell. Ope. Thanks for the reminder Chupie.

Nope. Nope. No. Nuh uh. No. Absolutely fucking not. YOU CAN'T GIVE ME CUTE FIREBIRD FEELS AND THEN HAVE AURELIO PLAY FUCKING SACRIFICE. I FUCKING REFUSE

Jesus fucking christ I need to stop reading and go to bed...

Fantasma! My beloved! Trust that sweet little bean to give the most unassuming gift to Teo that ends up being the literal best thing in the middle of a battle they were about to lose.

And I'm fucking crying. Again. STOP GIVING ME FEELS

Hell yeah, kids! Fuck the system. Tear that shit down and build something better.

CAN WE STOP TRYING TO SACRIFICE OURSELVES??? First Aurelio and now Xio. Jesus, kids, stop. No. Bad children.

Awww, the bird army has arrived!!! Here for it.

Lmfao Auristela, baby girl, you don't even know where you're going. But also, Dezi and Marino are literally the cutest.

Daaaaaamn what a POWER MOVE, Xio! And ayyyyy on them realizing exactly who tf they are and who their real dad is! Proud!!!

Yesssss!!! Call in the parentals!!!

Teo screaming what I've been for the last few chapters xD fucking mood. E'eryone needs to stop tryna off themselves to save the world.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. NOT SUERTE!!!! -ugly sobbing like a little bitch- like, I get why he did it, I do, but dammit, that fucking HURT.

I understand why the gods left but I don't have to like it.

Yucca is def gonna be pissed when they all show up xD

Okay but that was a good ending AND I AM EMOTIONAL

[rigginsstreet]

Steve Harrington is a pretty good choice in partner, but Billy is of the solid opinion that everything can be improved. And what won't be improved willingly can always be roped and dragged there kicking and screaming.

First and foremost; that godforsaken bedroom his boyfriend expects him to sleep in. Billy actually physically recoils the first time Harrington opens the door, and decides immediately if you ever want to break a man, just lock him in here.

Looking at his dad's bare asshole would invoke less of a vomit reflex than tartan on tartan. Also, whoever actually created and sold tartan wallpaper needs to be killed for the immediate greater good of humanity.

Still. The wallpaper is a longcon kinda game, so Billy turns his attention to something that can be fixed with relative swiftness.

The fire is roaring and crackling when Steve comes home from work, and his boyfriend scrunches his nose at it with a pleased, surprised smile. "Howdy, Pyro," he greets, leans over Billy's shoulder to warm his hands. Billy offers him the pack of marshmallows and, subtly, uses his heel to kick the pair of scissors further under the deck chair.

"Is that fabric?" Steve asks on his third marshmallow, leaning so close to the flames Billy has to pull him back lest he lose a brow.

"Eh, scraps I found in the garage."

Two weeks later, Steve has been rib-deep in his closet for a good half an hour before he calls out; "hey, Cake? Do you know where my green sweater is?"

Billy can't help smiling a slow, smug, sly little thing as he dries off the last dish. "Sorry, Hidalgo. No idea."

The next time, Steve brought it on himself. The faux-fur monstrosity he wears out to the movies looks like he cut up a rug made out of unfortunate roadkill and shaped it like a jacket, and honestly, Billy's just doing the Lord's work when he trips and spills a blue slushie all over it. It'll never wash out, and Harrington wisely decides the thing has lived a full life and deserves to visit the landfill of eternal rest.

The day after, Billy buys a cream colored suede jacket with sheepskin on the collar and cuffs. Presents it to Steve, pouty and apologetic, and Steve wears it for a week straight when they go out. It makes his eyes look deeper, darker. Makes the pink on his cheeks stand out a little.

Two months into dating proper, Steve wears an honest to god vest that Nancy got him for his birthday to Jonathan's college leaving party, and Billy has to do breathing exercises before getting in the car.

"You love him," he mutters, clenching and unclenching his fists. "You love him. His dick is fucking huge. You love him. He eats your ass like he's starving. You love him...."

The vest, ultimately, accidentally gets washed with a pair of jeans Billy doesn't really care about anyway, which happen to have a forgotten switchblade in the pocket, and Billy has to visibly school his expression when Steve pulls it out of the machine a half-hour later in eight different pieces.

They're three months, two jackets, three sweats, one vest and a pair of honest to god flared khakis ("they're novelty, Billy!") later, and they're laying together in their newly papered bedroom when Steve rolls over him, tucks a lock of his hair behind his ear and says;

"The guilt is eating me alive, so. How about next time you hate something I wear, you just tell me, and we can donate it to charity so you can get me something else, my conscience stays clear, and we're both happy, mm?"

Billy grins. "And inflict those crimes against humanity on other people? Damn, Long Johnson. Knew you were a secret sadist. That's kinda hot," he bites his lip and Steve laughs, squirms up close, fingers digging into Billy's hips, words hot on his ear.

"Oh, Barbie. If you wanna see sadism, I'll show you my christmas sweater collection."

I AM SCREAMING AT THESE NICKNAMES!!!!

billy is gonna queer eye steve so hard when they start dating ... he loves the rich preppy boy money he does NOT love the yuppie fashion he has to draw a line somewhere

[sarascamander]

I need to rant somewhere and here's the thing, holy fuck Holloway and Jack are ADORABLE. I'm just in chapter 5 of the second book and they already get me giggling and kicking my feet just by being themselves. I'm smiling like an idiot in public. I'm humiliated! Damn them.

1) their banter is EVERYTHING. They fought like a married couple I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. They banter so smoothly and sometimes out of topic that they forget the first topic and it's always about something so domestic like the state of Jack's room and Holloway's quirk. THEY'RE SO CUTE.

2) The communication *chef fucking kiss*. Communication is their strongest suit, honestly the other miscommunication trope can go fuck off. They tell each other when they're upset or angry and try to solve it now and here. It wasn't always easy but they always talked to each other about their feelings and other stuff. Like when H was following Jack and Aston. They laid out their feelings and sorted it out and it's SO SATISFYING. They know each other so damn well.

“Did you lie to me?” I asked.

His answer took a long time: the ticking of the snow against the windshield, the hiss of the heater, the engine’s purr. “No.”

“Did you think about it?”

He took even longer. “Yes.”

I nodded. “Could you have gotten away with it?

"Of course.” Then he shifted in his seat. Some of the Ivy League part had come loose and tumbled across his forehead. His voice held a faint note of chagrin as he added, “Until you asked me. I find it difficult to…prevaricate. With you.”

“What every boy dreams of hearing.”

3) Ariana is a cool girl and smart and really an angel who knows her worth. I like her and she deserves the World but for god sake please break up with Jack. He belongs to Holloway, please Ariana, you must see that. 🙏🏻🙏🏻

4) Jack is the best character ever. His sarcasm, his wit, his kindness, his patience — god, this guy is perfectly flawed and I love his broke ass. And I want to wrap Holloway in a fluffy blanket and hug him to death. He's adorable!!!!

5) Jack adored H so MUCH IT'S FREAKING ADORABLE. He noticed every one of H's habit and sometimes just drifted to the most romantic sweetest paragraph about how beautiful H is. LIKE STOP YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF WITH HOW MUCH YOU'RE IN LOVE. I kid you not. I fucking love it. For example:

He (Holloway) made a frustrated noise. Then he smiled. The expression was a little stiff; he wasn’t used to doing it, and it was another of those things that he was self-conscious about. I’d read about people who get up at two or three in the morning—on vacation, no less, when they’re in Hawaii—and then they drive hours and hours, and all of it is to see the sunrise from this one specific spot, and I thought, Come to Utah if you want something worth your time.

For context, they are in Utah. Jack basically implies that H's smile is prettier than sunrise goddamn it!

6) Jack is basically 90% of Holloway's impulse control. And that's saying something since Jack doesn't even have an impulse control himself. He'll be like "you need to eat, H" and "when is the last time you sleep, H?"and "how much of Addie did you take?" And all that stuff but the next scene show Jack literally smashed at a party and almost got beaten up.

7) Jack's narrative is the funniest, I swear

Detective Rivera, one of the Utah County Sheriff’s Department’s finest and my personal law-enforcement nemesis (if he could still be a nemesis after he bought me McDonald’s), was sitting on the sofa, sending a message on his phone.

8. Jack is so proud of H whenever he did butchy thing — like, he love his asshole 😭😭

“I’ll tell him it’s a sex thing.” “Good,” Holmes said. “He’ll be pleased that all your hours of mindless pornography are finally paying dividends.” My jaw legit dropped. “H!” “Desk, please.” “That was so amazingly bitchy.” “Desk.” “And, like, also kind of evil. Which I loved.”

9. Are you fucking kidding me?

He sat there in silhouette, head down. I knew the curve of his spine. I knew the span of his shoulders. Anywhere, I thought. I could be anywhere and know you

10. The fact that every single guy in Holmes' life let him down and hurt him one way or another and Jack is the only one who cherished him 😭😭

[miki-13]

RWBY Volume 7 Episode 8: Tea Amidst Terrible Trouble Live Reaction

A shorter episode than usual WHAT THE FUCK THERE’S TORCHWICK

AND A WARNING FOR DISTRESSING TOPICS

- Fuck Rooster Teeth.

- Also a thought: Ruby could lose an eye… but she could also get it back.

- Also first time I noticed the cloudier top of the Tree.

- Oh no another distressing POV. Ruby QmQ

- Oh Little…

- “Where… am I?” TRAILER LINE REPEAT TRAILER LINE

- “Why are you still here.” Oh no. Are we gonna get Ruby trying to drive off Little?

- “I can’t do this! … I could never do this.” Oh honey QmQ But also she needs to admit this.

- “If you stay with me, you’re going to end up dead too.” NOOOOOOOOOOO

- OH GOD MY THEORY WAS RIGHT MY POOR CHILDREN QAQ LITTLE, PLEASE GO AND TELL WBYJ WHAT YOU HEARD

- MY POOR BBY SHROUDED IN DARKNESS BY ALL SIDES

- GASP THE BUTTERFLY (insert Summer is Butterfly theory here)

- And now there’s a whole-ass spotlight on her QmQ

- AAAHHHH SHE’S ENTERING JABBERWALKER/ NEO TERRITORY

Also is this what Neo/Trivia’s house used to look like? While I haven’t read Roman Holiday, I have read reviews, analysis and summaries for it. So I have a rough idea of how the book went down.

And was the spotlight from before from the house?

- GASP WE GETTING BOOK CRUMBS/REFERENCES (also looking forward to seeing what analysis on the pictures will be)

- “What is this?!” Ruby being rightfully confused, concerned and angry.

- “Hello Red!” OH SHIT Is that a new voice or his old voice via Mandela Effect?

- Damn she pulled out Crescent Rose on pure instinct, like how they first met!

- Okay that is a new voice. Not sure how I feel about it, but it does suit the environment.

I have had so many thoughts about Roman and Ruby talking, to the point where I imagined a whole-ass au where Roman’s ghost ended up bonding to Ruby and following her around.

And those who follow me would probably know I wrote some stuff for Ruby and nightmare! Roman talking.

So you can imagine how excited I am for this.

OH BALLS THAT IS FUCKED

THIS WAS DISCUSSED

BUT THIS IS SOOOO MUCH WORSE SEEING

I HATE IT HERE

- OH GOD THEY CAN ALL TALK I HATE IT HERE I HATE IT SO DAMN MUCH

- AND THEY’RE ALL LAUGHING FUUUUUU

- “Reality’s getting fuzzier by the minute, kid.” He’s not even calling her Little Red, and his voice is giving Johnny Young Bosch vibes for some reason

- So he’s acting as Neo’s mouth piece, explaining her POV! This is even better than I had hoped/theorized!

- “… and we all know how that ended.” uh oh. But also Roman would be pissed he left Neo all alone because of death.

- “Is that what this is all about?! You still blame ME for what happened to Torchwick?!” Ruby is rightfully pissed- after all, if Cinder hadn’t approached Torchwick, he wouldn’t have been killed.

Granted there’s no guarantee he would still be alive after everything, but that at least wouldn’t pan out.

But Neo already tried to go at Cinder, but she was too powerful… so she settled on someone she believed she could take on.

- Oh boy he pissed. “If you’re looking for an apology, you’re wasting your time!” You tell ‘em, Ruby!

GASP LITTLE NO

- “They say everyone is the hero of their own story-” SHIT FUCK THEIR EYES AND EXPRESSIONS “- but I knew what I was… and deep down, I think you know too.” SINISTEA MURDER

- “The leaves from the tree?” OH????

- “How about a little reset?” “If you want me dead, then come get me!” MY GURRRLLLLLL

- “You don’t deserve to die, Red. You deserve to be broken down.” Oh fuck me.

But also yes. She needs to be broken down so she can be rebuilt without the toxic ideals she’s carrying.

Of course Roman! Neo’s talking about a different kind of breaking.

- “Torn apart. Wiped from existence.” Like Roman was due to his own actions?

- OH BALLS THERE SHE IS

- OH GOD THEY’RE ALL CLAPPING BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY ARE

- “I’m going to enjoy watching you break.” ohhh I hate it here so much, even more so because they’re echoing the audience

- CUT TO WBYJ IS LITTLE GOING TO GO BACK TO TELL THEM OH SHIT IF JAUNE SEES PENNY! NEO HE’LL BREAK DOWN AND TELL RUBY AND CO WHAT HAPPENED ON THE BRIDGE

THIS IS WORSE

THIS IS SO MUCH WORSE

CRWBY

- “That wasn’t upset, that was-” Yeah. “She could have just talked to us!” “Maybe she didn’t feel like she could.” Weiss gets it.

- “Ruby has always been the one to get us through hard times.” YES YOU GET IT YOU FUCKING GET IT SNOW ANGEL

- “It’s not like we were asking her to be perfect.” Yang has a point… but them trying on her didn’t stop her from thinking it.

- BATTLE NOISES

- OH GOD NO

- GET A JOB

LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE

- PYRRHA! NEO SHUT YOUR GODDAMNED WORD-MOUTH

- RUBY’S AURA NO

- FUCK FUCK SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT THE FUCK UP

- OH GOD SHE’S CRYING I FUCKING HATE IT

- GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER OF YOU CUNTS

- NO!!!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!!!! THIS IS TOO CRUEL!!!!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Ruby...”

… no no no

not like this

this is just too cruel

- CC IS HERE THANK FUCKING GOD

- “It’s okay, little huntress… I can be ‘you’ instead.” UM

- NO! FUCK!

- “But more than anything, I need to know why my makers left me here.” OH SHIT

- LITTLE MY LOVE

- NO!!!!!! LITTLE!!!!!!!!!!

- “I think it’s about time we all got what we deserved.” The last man who said that lost everything and was killed by the woman he abused and the woman he traumatized.

- OH GOD THEY’RE HERE

- OH SHIT WAS THAT TEA LETTING PEOPLE ASCEND

- NO!!!!!!!!

- Looks like Neo isn’t too happy about all this. She got what she wanted and all she can taste is ash.

It’s what she deserves after that horrible tea party.

- “Offing Little Red can’t be all you wanted… right?” Maybe not, but now she has no idea how to move forward. She’s... lost her purpose.

Oh no.

- GET YOUR FUCKING EYES OFF NEO YOU SHITTY FELINE

- OH I HATE THEIR VOICE INFLICTIONS

- GOOD JUNIPER CATCHING JAUNE

- oh what the fuck

- “An empty host, perfect for me to fill!” OH WHAT THE FUCK GET THE FUCK OFF OF NEO YOU SHITTY CAT

- OH GOD HE’S A GOA’ULD PARASITE NOOOOOOOOOOOO I HATE IT HER

- FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

[theatrekidstatus]

Chapter 11

Y/n pov: -next month- "Y/N" Anthony yelled "YEAH" I yelled back "Let's go we have rehearsals" he informed I mumbled a bunch of stuff none were real words I changed into this

"You look beautiful babe" he compliments "Thank you," I say "Not so bad yourself " I complimented Wee better head out now" he advised "Yeah"

"BABE" Jazzy yelled"WIFEY" I scream back "We're GONNA BE ON BROADWAY" "FAMOUS COUPLE" "LEZZZZ GOOOOOO" "MAN WHAT YOU LOOKING AT US FOR" Jazzy screamed at Ant "Shi my bad" he replied "fuh boy" she calls "yo calm down jazzy" I warn "my bad" she 'apologizes' "now say sorry" I demanded "SORRY ANT" she yells "oh um no prob-" he says before getting cut off "THAT YOUR HAIRLINES RECEDING" she cuts off "there it is" "JASMINE CEPHAS JONES" renèe yells "IM SORRY ANT" she yells we didn't believe her. so we waited [ (; ] "DAMN I SAID SORRY" she yells agitated "I forgive you" he chockes up "coo" she replies "OK LETS GET TO WORK" Lin shouts we head to the stage it was so big (a/n: shut up) ok let's rehearse first song

-2 minutes later-

"when he was ten his father split full of it depth ridden"

-2 hours later- "let's take a break" (RUN AWAY WITH US FOR THE SUMMER LET'S GO UPDATE) "I'm so tired" I tell Ant "Did you eat" he asks "Yeah..." I lie "Are you lying?" "Yeah..." I admit "Eat this apple" he demands "ok..." I eat the apple "Now let's take a nap" he suggests I fell asleep while Ant was scrolling threw insta I wake up to a nudge "Hey, hey, babe wake up" "What happened" I rub my eyes with the bottom of my fist "we gotta rehearse" I yawn and get up "I bet you could sleep forever" renèe "LIN WHAT MY RECORD" he shouts"17 hours" "WHAT THE FUCK" "I was depressed"

-After rehearsal- "SEE YOU TOMORROW GANG" Lin yells "gang?" Jazzy asks with a raised eyebrow "Aren't we a gang" Lin asks "I'd take family" Pippa suggests "DIBS ON MOM" I shout "DIBS ON DAD" Ant shouts "Aw fuck" Lin mumbles "Anyway let's head home" Chris suggests "k" we all say in unison "you wanna stay at my apartment" ant asked "sure" "nice let's go" "but you don't have a car" I bring up "yeah" he tells "uh" "..." "uh let's go I guess" I say

-at apartment-

"Nice place" I compliment "Thanks, lemme get changed"

"Gah damn" I mumble "like what ya see?" He asks with a cocky voice and smiles "Hell yeah" I say flirtatiously. he chuckled and flopped in bed "you coming" he ask "i don't have anything to sleep in" I share "you did that on purpose" "maybeeeee" I joke "go get a t-shirt and boxers" he tells "YA-I mean ok" Anthony chuckled "your cute" "so are you" (imagine how Zendaya SOUNDED and that one interview when Tom holland said she was cute) "uh oh did nervous y/n come back" he ask with a smirk "no shut up" "THAT HURT MY FEELINGS MY WORDS MATTER" "👆🏾" he started fake crying "I'm sorry you big baby" I said while hugging him "it's ok" he faked sobbed i went to get his boxers and shirt "HOW DO I LOOK" "amazing" "ant" I whispered "what" "you're blushing" "oh um sorry um shit god" "JUST KIDDING" "🖕🏼" "I love you too now come here" "what" "I wanna spoon" "ok" we spooned and at 3:00 am we got a call "ughhhhhh" "do I Answer or" "pick Up I guess" "hello" "EW" "what" "it's that Alexa girl" "ew" "bye bitch" he said before hanging up "your funny" "I know" he says before falling back asleep

-next morning-

"WAKE UP" "SHUT UP" he started whimpering (STFU) "I'm sorry" "It's ok" We get ready

"Do you think you can move in those jeans" "yeah" "ok" "let's get donuts" "FUCK YEA" "let's go" we stopped at krispey cream "can I get-" "I WANT THE BEE DONUTS PLEASE" "HOW MANY" "ALL" "a dozen" "ALL" "DOZEN" "ok pull up please" "that will be 2.99 " (I don't know how much donuts cost) "thank you" "I WANTED ALL" I huff "you can have 2" "I DESERVE ALL" "you do but you only getting 2" "ghvghgdh" "sorry babe" it's fine"

-at the theatre-

"how was y'all sleep over" "good but Alexa called ant" "ew" "yeah but ant said 'bye bitch and hung up" "what she say" "um um" "ANTHONY" "huh" "WHAT LEXA SAY LAST NIGHT" "hi freckles" "ok" "YOU LYING" "NO JAZZY DANM" "AIGHT" "anyway I slept in his clothes" "oooooooo" "did y'all...you know" "JAZZY" "what" "it's ok and no we didn't" "OK LISTEN UP WE'RE GONNA BE ON BROADWAY SO THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT SO LETS GET TO WORK" "SIR YES SIR" "har de har" "now get up here" we got up there and didn't get down for 5 hours! I was wobbly and sick "UM LETS TAKE A BREAK" (rUn AwAy WiTh tHe SuMmEr LeTs Go UpStAtE) "You good pinky pie" "Shut up dude" "I'm Sirius" "Yeah...I'm im" then it went black. I hear loud sirens "Huh what happened" "Y/N" Ant and Lin yelled while they tried to jump in they only let Lin in and said "Sir your gonna have to meet her at the hospital I just saw angry tears flow down his face "L-Lin" "yeah" "what happened" "you fainted and we're out for 2hours" "it took y'all 2hours to call the ambulance" "IT TOOK THEM 2HOURS TO COME" "Lin shut up because if they throw us out on the streets what then" he chuckled we get there I got checked out they gave me pills and a chart on how much I should eat for each meal

-after rehearsals and at home-

"Hard day" "It was ok" (bars) "Let's eat" "I'm not really-" I was cut off by an intense stare given by Lin "I'll eat" "Good don't stuff or overeat"

-on broadway- "WOO OPENING NIGHT LETS GO HOW WE FEELING" "SCARED" "AND" "EXITED" "THATS WHAT I LIKE TO HEAR" "ok 45 minutes till places" "you nervous John" "No, I'm terrified" "don't be you did good off broadway" "just think of it as a bigger stage that's all it is" "just a bigger stage" he mumbled "exactly know get dressed" "I got-dressed" "ok" "oooooo updated costume?" "Yeah you should see my Phillip one" "Can't wait" "Is your mom here tonight" "Yeah she saved a seat for you and everything" Thanks babe I go find ant mom she waved me over and I sat with her and chatted about ant as a kid "oh he was so cute did you know he dimples on his butt" "no," I say giggling but not letting out the laugh I want "oh yeah he was cute the you know the baseball Super Bowl thing (I don't know what it's called or if it's even a thing😭😭) "yeah" "he loved it as kid he once pissed his pants not to miss it" "oh really" I say holding back I laugh "oh it's starting"

-After the show- "Can you show walk me backstage" "Of course" "HI BABE YOU DID SO GOOD" "THANKS babe, did you like meeting my mom" "Yep dimples" "Dim-?"He was caught off by embarrassment he went pale then red "Honey are you okay" "sí Mama que tu hablar como y/n" "You as a Child" "OK gracias" "No problema" "DONT worry I think it's cute" I say while kissing his cheek

[jules-and-company]

episode 4 : the aliens handing in a warrant to arrest « a member of your party » and there’s a look between jim spock and bones that translates to « did any of you commit war crimes as of late ? ». aw bones no it’s your fault we all know that. also they’re all so ready to hold hostage a diplomatic member of a neutral planet to get their way to prove bones’s innocence.

this show ain’t real part i’m stuck in eternal torture

and now everyone except spock has a motherfucking plague. and spock is breaking bones out of jail. HE FINALLY SAID THAT HE WAS A DOCTOR AND ADDED NOTHING BEHIND, AT LAST. of course bones didn’t cause any plague, and saved everyone’s asses again. and then spock commenting that bones has been slacking off on his duties recently because he was IN ACTUAL JAIL, « hippocrates wouldn’t have accepted lame excuses, doctor » « WHY THAT- THAT- jim, if i’m ever in jail again, don’t send that vulcan to release me. just let me rot ! » and jim just bursting out laughing : peak mcspirk. (also who knew the jim tas meme came from that specific scene and it’s him laughing).

episode 5 : they’re being attacked again. give them a goddamn break. KUKULKAN ??? imagine being in sickbay talking to the CMO and then he just. vaporises out of existence. those are one too many sudden abductions by a higher power for what i suspect is the fifth year of the five year mission, please dear holy jesus can we stop encountering gods. please. why can’t we meet a peaceful god too.

scotty animal lover confirmed

also bones and scotty are the first ones to say « you’re done. you’re so done » when kukulkan orders them to submit, i love my boys. spock’s « hold on to your seats kids we’re gonna blast wrap so hard we’ll be thrown thousands of lightyears away » and nobody fucking bats an eyelid. jim you absolute DUMBASS why do you go touch the 2,000 volts attacking wildcat ? you should be dead but alas you have plot armor

*tearing up* let him keep it. let him have a little kitty. he deserves it

and they cite shakespeare. finally a relatively normal episode.

episode 6 (THANK FUCKING GOD) : BABEL AGAIN ??? STOP IT WITH THE FOLLOW-UP EPISODES PLEASE BE ORIGINAL. bones’s rizz is off the charts. « oh doctor, flattery will get you everywhere » damn right that’s my man right here. they go directly into a supernova were everything is reversed, from the ship’s controls (thoughts and prayers for engineering) to actual time. wtf. TIME GOES BACKWARDS AND THEY ALL GET YOUNGER ???

finally i’m outta here. i’ve been personally traumatised and simultaneously love this show. watch it and suffer

aye you thought i was done with tas ? i will never be free from this torment.

season 2. unfortunately. maybe after watching that i can finally move on and stop being haunted by this fucking stupid cartoon

episode 1 : spock deadly ill, another one for the follow-up episode bingo.

jim, calling starfleet command : pickuppickuppickup

starfleet command : oh my god what do you want

jim : RING RING MOTHERFUCKERS ALL HANDS ON DECK MY BOYFRIEND IS DYING

starfleet command : again ?!?!?

bones, it's been four seasons. we know you care about him. "don't worry, we'll get the cure soon" there's twenty minutes left of the episode out of twenty-seven. will you though. "what good are doctors even are ? without our drugs and technology, i might as well be practising in the middle ages." "if you really believed that, bones, you wouldn't still be practising after 25 years." can y'all stop. with bones's complicated relationship with his job. please. oh and there's bomb asteroids too. oooh girl you know it's about to go down when jim kirk starts citing precise passages of diplomatic conferences. you know how you can tell that bones was WORRIED SICK that this time they would really lose spock ? because the second he's better they start arguing about whose constitution is better between vulcan and human (and spock of course saying he prefers vulcan) and bones just goes "he's as stubborn as ever..." and has the most sincere, warm laughter. thank u tas for this and solely for this.

episode 2 : shady "observer" aboard the ship, call him lego alien the way his body is detachable.

it's only now that you ask yourself this question ?

this show isn't real

and now they're talking to god. not that it's unusual

kirk and spock : *are in danger*

scotty :

"i am humbled" brother I am humbled by the amount of madshit crazy content i've been absorbing for the past four hours.

episode 3 : it has been exactly seven seconds of episode. they're already being attacked. romulans btw. they're going through an big ass energy fold and scotty is WORRIED

they're having a little party <3. "we used to pull that off all the time at medical school, with trick glasses" sir respectfully what the fuck were you doing back at the academy when you weren't studying. you know the crew is T I R E D when food falling off of your fork is enough to send an entire table of senior officers into a fit of laughter.

this show ain't real part 2

whoever is waging the prank war is DETERMINED. i love that bones uhura and sulu seem to regularly have time-off together, besties. there's a holodeck ??? i fucking knew it ! they never showed that on tos but i fucking knew it was there. it's the ship's computer who became sentient who's waging the prank war, not only does it have terrible humour but it also said "fuck around and find out" to spock. jim cannot believe he's being sassed by his own ship's computer. "when i find out who's the clown behind all this, i'll put him in sickbay for a week !" is the most bones threat ever.

this show ain’t real part 3

why is bones so weak to the cold like my man is always « leave me alone to die i’m frostbitten anyways ». the enterprise truly is a little fucker because now she’s getting revenge on the romulans by sending them on a wild-goose chase after an enterprise-shaped balloon. jimmy boy why are you having a panic attack on bridge ??? how it was a counterprank.

[corrodedcoffinkid]

could you do a fic about eddie dealing with teachers refusing to accommodate him?

“Edward Munson, I said put them away.”

“But I-”

“Put them away!”

Eddie sighs sadly as he takes off his headphones. The class is really loud today, and he couldn’t concentrate. Too bad Mrs. O’Donnell didn’t really care about his ability to pay attention.

Eddie’s eyes look anxiously around the room as he hears what has to be thousands of sounds. The chalk on the chalkboard, the buzzing of the fluorescent lights, the whispers about his pleading with the teacher… it all comes crashing down on his senses.

So, he doodles. He takes out a piece of paper and begins doodling instead of jotting down notes. It didn’t matter- he’s taken this class twice already. He’s halfway into his drawing of ‘Eddie the Brave’ before the paper is snatched off of his desk.

Mrs. O’Donnell balls up the paper before tossing it into the trash. “What did I tell you about paying attention in my class?” she asks rudely, eyes wide with rage.

Eddie breaks eye contact, choosing to look at his feet instead. “My Uncle told Principal Higgins that drawing helps me concentrate. Higgins was supposed to tell you.”

“I can’t possibly see how doodling away useless nonsense about fairytales helps you concentrate! Whatever you’re doing isn’t working, and I’m positive I’ll be seeing you in my class again next year!”

Eddie’s hands clench, and his eyebrows knit together. “Well maybe if I could sit in this fucking class for longer than five goddamn minutes before you start targeting me, I could actually fucking pay attention.”

“Edward Munson, Principal’s Higgins’ office now!”

Eddie grabs his book bag and slings it over his shoulder. “Thank God! Maybe they’ll fucking suspend me and I won’t have to see your wrinkly, fucked up face for a week or two.”

Eddie pushes open the door to the Higgins’ office, and slings his back into the floor. “You know the number by now, Higgins. Please, humor my uncle and tell him that he needs to come all the way down here because I cussed out a teacher.”

Half an hour later, Eddie finds himself sitting next to his uncle in the principal’s office.

“Suspended for four days… won’t tolerate this type of behavior… unacceptable attitude…” is all Eddie really retains. Uncle Wayne sits in silence until the principal is done with his spiel. Then, he says, “None of you at this school know nothing about autism, do ya?”

“Sir, autistic or not-”

“My boy needs those headphones and those drawings to even think about learning, and you’re rippin’ ‘em out of his hands and expecting him to learn? You’ve lost your goddamn minds! I had to take off work to listen to a grown ass adult bully my nephew! This is ridiculous!”

Wayne grabs Eddie, and leaves, ignoring whatever Principal Higgins is saying in response. Eddie grabs his headphones, and pulls them over his ears. “So…” he says quietly, buckling his seatbelt, “Ice cream?”

“Son,” Wayne sighs sadly, “I’m sorry. I’d pull you out of this school in a heartbeat if I could.”

Eddie shrugs. “I’m survived this long. It’s okay, old man, really.”

“Well, you’re not in trouble in my book. I think you deserve some damn ice cream. What do you say?”

Eddie smiles, looking at his uncle in admiration. “Chocolate?

“If you insist, boy, if you insist.”

[heartofhubris-a]

top ten molina characters that need to get dicked down

Otto Octavius

One look at this wet, greiving man, and I'll put down money that the man needs a night ignoring the fact he's constantly in pain and that he really really needs some release, and to see that he can have fun with the actuators

2. Harding Hooten

To quote @eroticaplush

He needs a break. Harding needs some stress relief. He's overworked and needs something to remember how to relax. Harding needs someone to lay him on the bed and ride him so all he has to do is hold onto their hips

3. Konstantin Levin

Between his adhd and the whole Kitty settling for him in the book, Koysta needs someone to pin him to the bed, wrists in their hands, and introduce him to his prostate.

4. Comte De Reynaud

I think that if you poked his arm he'd snap in half from stress. And he's gone how many years since his wife left? Yes, he would cum the second you touched his dick. But that would not be the only time he came that night.

5. Maxim horvath

In that exact same vein as Comte, Maxim's at least gone a century or so without a single orgasm to our knowledge. He doesn't really seem to have had a moment in the movie to take himself in hand, and frankly the world needs to know if Maxim's eyes would roll back into his head the first time he cums

6. Jim Bussey

we get about nothing for his character in this movie at all. But a hermit with a salt and pepper beard like that? Dead wife? Tragic man who looks like he's a damn space heater? oh man his hands would be clumsy and out of practice but there's gunna be some eager smiles and looks and messy kisses

7. Cliff, Orchids

just gunna point at the man and ask you if you think he's not repressed. And those GLORIOUS stairs? please please let him get fucked on them, or fuck someone on those stairs. He needs it, he deserves it.

8. Oliver Syme

Possibly controversial, but. From what I remember of his character, the asshole needs to have someone to butt heads with him, but in the way that he's interested instead of turned away. Wall fucking. That's the idea there.

9. Satipo

Ok yes he was in the movie for all of like 30 seconds and he did backstab Indiana however, did you see how eager his eyes were? Oh my god Satipo would be begging for directions and so fucking eager to please, he'd just want to do whatever he could to be called good or smart or sweet, give that boy some affirmations and affection and he'd be putty. And tie up his hands behind his back.

10. Snidley Whiplash.

I specifically want this one to be with someone more sexually experienced than him though so he can try and talk a big game and then get absolutely turned inside out by functionally a single finger. Let that villain be wrapped around my finger and every single one of his evil plans will be confessed to.