#but i did also just cut 6 inches of hair off

[jedibinx]

Bleaching part of my hair to live my Ruoska simp dream. Stay tuned, this could end up amazing or in my blooper reel

[stoopidpigeonxx]

⋆˚｡⋆୨✧୧˚ 𝑶 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏. ˚୨✧୧⋆｡˚⋆

CAPTAIN CURLY SMUT HEADCANNONS !! NSFW under the cut. MDNI.

(These are all completely random, not tied to any prompt. I just want more stuff about this guy cuz I love him) Fandom/characters: Mouthwashing, Captain Curly, other characters briefly mentioned.

Content warning: Smut (obviously), p in v, curlys packing, title kink, thigh-riding, face-sitting, size difference, manhandling, reader is AFAB, creampie, multiple rounds, riding, cursing, J*mmy.

-He's a grower, not a shower.

I firmly believe Curly is a distinguished gentleman, unlike J*mmy who would most likely brag about how big he is and end up only being like, 5 or 6 inches. Curly, however, will not mention his size until you see it for yourself. And when he sees your face, he panics. "Oh-shit, uh- i-is it gonna be too big for you? It's okay if it is, I should've warned you.."

He's four inches soft, uncut. I think he keeps himself decently groomed. He's not completely bare, but it isn't a forest. He's got a little v-line that's only visible when he wears sweatpants that you go absolutely feral over. When he gets hard, whoo boy. 9 inches, throbbing. He's got a cute little vein near his tip that you like to attack when you're sucking him off because it makes his thighs shake. He's got a little bit of a mushroom tip, maybe more rounded. Perfect for hitting all those good spots inside you. In short, he's big. (he tucks it, that's why he doesn't have a bulge in his sprites. Also I'm sorry trans-Curly headcannon people ;-;)

-"Need a seat? I'll volunteer."

VEEEEEERRRYYY into face-sitting. Very. Like, the first thing he wants when you guys get freaky is for you to sit on his face. He's not exactly sure why he likes it, to be honest, he just loves the feeling of you absolutely lose yourself on his tongue. He isn't worried about suffocating or anything, since he's a lot bigger than you, so don't be afraid to ride his face! he can handle it! But seriously, use this guy as a seat. He'd give you a few licks up your slit at first to warm you up (again, gentleman) before going for your clit. And when he gets it, he sucks. Hard. He'd also probably sneak a finger or two inside you to add extra stimulation, because he really wants you to come on his face. He desperately yearns for the sound of you screaming his name as your juices cover his face and tongue, letting you ride your orgasm out before lifting you off his face and setting you down. "Alright, sweet-stuff, my turn. On your knees, please."

-Save a Polle, ride his big ass thighs.

So... we've all seen his sprite. He's thick as fuck. He's got a booty and bigger tits than me. But he also has deliciously large thighs.. so use that to your advantage, because he's totally down with it. He likes using it as foreplay to get you wet enough to take him, and he just likes the feeling. He'll probably give himself a hand while you're doing it, or he'll just watch and leave the touching to you.

He isn't much for public sex, but if you're really horny, he'll let you get high on his thigh over his uniform and gently praise you when you come. It gives him a little buzz to be doing something like that in a risky situation, like while he's in the cockpit sitting at the control panel, or even in the commons of the ship with Daisuke in a few rooms away. When you do come, which isn't that long after, he'll kiss you all over your face and head and twirl your hair in his fingers, using his other hand to rub your ass or back.

"There you go, sweetheart, that's a good girl. Good job."

-Sir yes sir.

I know, I know. He gets called 'Captain' and 'Sir' for his job. But if its coming from you when he's balls deep in you.. It's an entirely different reaction.

"D-did.. you just call me- mgh..- Captain?"

It makes him ferociously horny to hear that title slip from your lips, so pray you'll still walk tomorrow. "Ooh, fuck, yeahhh. Call me that again, baby. Call me that again.. Uh-huh. Captain takin' care of this pretty lil' pussy, huh.."

He doesn't dirty talk that explicitly, but you calling him captain gets his creative juices flowing. Oh, also his come. Yeah..

Its also perfect teasing material. You two couldn't even be getting it on, you'd just sneak up behind him and kiss him on the cheek and say "Morning, Captain!" In that tone you know drives him wild. Boom, hard. Poor guy.

-Yeehaw!

favorite position? Cowgirl. For many reasons. One, he loves looking at your face while you ride his cock. The noises, the facial expressions you make, the way your tits bounce up and down with your hips.. He wishes it was a renaissance painting to look at every morning. He also just likes being able to hold you easily. When you're on his lap, its easier for him to snake a hand up and hold your hair out of your face, or to give your ass gentle love taps (he would never spank you, unless asked to). He's a very hands-on guy and wants to touch you, everywhere he can.

Of course, he doesn't mind the occasional doggy, or missionary, or hell, even a Full Nelson, because you KNOW he's able to hold you like that. Manhandling comes naturally with Curly. Gently, of course. He would never hurt you.

-Gets a little messy.

Curly's no one pump chump. He'll go for hours. Even if he's came inside you at least five times, he'll keep going. He's got hella impressive stamina. His motivation? Seeing your cunt leaking his seed when he pulls out. He wants you to still find it in your underwear 3 days later. No hole goes unfilled. He's not exactly a breeder, per-say, though he definitely wouldn't complain about getting you pregnant, he just likes seeing you in a state. He thinks of it as artwork, leaving you so stuffed to the brim. The next day, he'd pull you aside and give you a quick finger-orgasm, just to see if his come's still in there. When it leaks onto his fingers along with your own, he's a very happy man. "Ahh, look at that. Still got it in ya. Should fill you up even more later, hm?"

oof. my hands hurt. ;-;

[4channerguy]

Fluff Nagumo (sakamoto days) x GN reader!! It could be about anything Idc as long as it’s fluff!! Include nsfw in the end if you would like too I don’t mind 🫶

✧ nagumo as your boyfriend

◜ ⟣𓂃 hey anonn :3 sorry for the hold up i've been suffering writer's block for like months and shit & i decided it’s the best for me to do like a little headcanon thing cuz like tbh i don’t think i could write a full fic tho 🫡 also the nsfw part is lacking at best because i genuinely still do not KNOW how to WRITE for NAGUMO!!! WHY OH WHY!!!! anyway i hope it caters to you. xoxo (。・∀・)ノ

warnings ✎ : nsfw content, gender neutral reader (genitalia is not mentioned only your chest and your butt KEK) obsessive behavior mayhaps? ➜ ┊ pairings: nagumo x reader

♯┆SFW .ᐟ ★

he's such a wonderful bf *sigh*

he's also quite a teaser ngl, i think he blows on your neck a lot and when you flinch and glare at him he always has a shit-eating grin.

quite overprotective of you, even if you're literally extremely muscular and can literally bodyslam someone, he cannot BEAR the sight of you getting a small scratch on your face. or you getting into a fight

he's also a drama king

"oh hey nagumo...uhh what're you doing...?"

"applying rubbing alcohol on your face duh, who did this to you?? >:("

"what're you talking about...oh."

"oh?"

"heh...um that was me. i did that. i was...ripping a candy bag open. with my teeth. and the sharp part...cut my face." *insert mlp squee sound*

"..."

he's still going to thoroughly disinfect it and check on it everyday until it's gone. what a king!

he's very handsy, so you will find his hand SOMEWHERE on your part of your body.

you get so used to it you don't even notice.

if you ever sleep together, he always has both of his arms wrapped around you and whenever you wake up in the morning, you feel a puddle of drool in your hair. like always.

when he's sitting down next to you he always has the habit of grabbing your nearest hand and massaging your phalanges. or just intertwining and detangling your fingers with his.

also has the habit of just staring at you for no reason

it's like when you accidentally hold eye contact or stare at a person while your zoning out

except for his case he does it intentionally.

quite possessive of you, in some cases it can be unhealthy. also a bit jealous. (i might go on with this in a ramble if i could)

always offers his frumpy looking jackets and hawaiian shirts for you to wear

and you do because...who tf wouldnt lol

and when you do wear them he melts a little

trace his tattoos with your fingers!!! he finds that gesture slightly intimate

also you two have a game where every year for his birthday you pick out the dumbest tattoo design and make him get it

last year it was a badly drawn dick with two circles and a long oval lol

♯┆NSFW .ᐟ ★

i think he's personally an ass/thigh man

he's always finding a way to sneakily grope them in public settings

speaking of that he probably likes public risky sex (what a freak literally)

the thought of you and him getting off in the back of some janitor's closet or something like that with the door unlocked will get him hard ngl

he also probably has a size kink

AND this might be an unpopular opinion BUT i personally think that he would want to explore pegging

but you didn't hear that from me........................

he would think about asking you about it time to time but he won't personally act on it because it's not something he wants to experience it yet

(sorry)

dick size is kind of around 5 or 6 inches when hard probably and it's not very girthy i will not lie 🙅but it hits all the right spots i guess so yass?

he likes bondage, but wants to see you tied up most of the time :3

⋆｡𖦹 °✩ 04.12.24, do not repost or translate my content :^)

[revolu]

I'm dropping (a bit old) john laurens yap here. Please correct anything you must + provide the source.

and we know very limited about John but whatever !!

Laurens was described by Hamilton to have honey blonde hair when clean. His hair was generally said to be light brown/blonde. As seen on portraits, he had soft features, blue eyes, and a big nose. He was described to be very handsome, and IMO I agree!! We don't know exactly how tall he was, but he was most likely over 6 feet. One day before Laurens' 15th birthday, his father wrote to James Grant; ''my Little Jack, now as big as I am...'' (Jack being John's nickname). We don't know Henry Laurens' height, but if he was as tall as Henry at 15, he certainly grew to be taller. In 1778, Henry wrote to John ''A Taylor has cut off as much of your Scarlet as will make he says a Wascoat for 6 feet 3 inches...'' which suggests that John could have been 6'3. It's not clear what exactly Henry means in the letter but as said, John was probably over 6 feet. Laurens was one of the strongest abolitionists of the time despite coming from one of the bigger slave plantations and growing up where slavery was normal. John could speak English, French, Italian, Greek, Spanish and Latin. We know that he was fluent in English and French but we don't know about his fluency in the other languages.

Laurens got Martha Manning pregnant and ended up marrying her out of pity (supposedly to protect her reputation too and to keep illegitimacy of their child.) He wrote to his uncle ''...Pity has obliged me to marry...'', When Laurens left for war, he left his pregnant wife in another country. When John was chosen by congress to be a special minister to France and had him travel there, Martha traveled with their daughter to reconnect with him upon hearing about his arrival in France. But John supposedly made no effort whatsoever to visit them; he completed his mission and went back to America. Martha later died during the trip and their daughter, Frances, was sent to live with her aunt.

John Laurens is believed to have been gay... The man didn't seem to express any attraction towards women, though I think his sexist beliefs played a role in this, as well as his lack of effort to humble his wife. His letters to Alexander Hamilton, and Francis Kinloch also suggest he had an eye for men... ESPECIALLY Kinloch's and his correspondence.

Henry Laurens wrote ''Master Jack is too closely wedded to his studies to think about any of the Miss Nanny's''. But it's important to note that he was a teenager at that time and not every teen develops those feelings at the same time. But I would imagine that since he was as tall as his father at 15, he was early in puberty... Romantic/sexual feelings usually come with puberty, but what do we know? Anyways. John expressed a lot of sexist opinions, even towards his own sisters, which can be read in letters. Most men were sexist, but John seemed to be more ''strict'' on the subject... This definitely plays a part in his supposed ''homosexuality''.

John hid the fact that he had a wife and child from Hamilton for nearly two years. Why? The reason is unknown. It's only up to debate. My guess is that he just wanted to try to ''forget'' them in some way, seeing as he literally left them... Why would you bring up that you have a family that you abandoned? But maybe it was because he never found the right time to tell him, or was it to get a better chance with Hamilton? We will never know, sadly. But what we DO know, is that Laurens referred to his wife as ''dear girl'', and Hamilton, and supposedly ONLY Hamilton, as ''Dear boy''. We know for a fact that Hamilton was close to Laurens and was special to him, but why did he call his wife that? Out of pity? He didn't necessarily show any real attraction towards her... But whatever the reason is, it's kinda cute.

We know that Henry Laurens was emotionally manipulative of John, which is like read in letters... So there is no denying that, really. BUT John was close to his father, attachment issues tsk, tsk tsk... But jokes aside, when John told his father that he wasn't super interested in becoming a lawyer or merchant like his father wanted, Henry wrote this to his brother; ''if he enters upon the plan of Life which he Seemed to pant for when he wrote the 5th. July, I Shall give him up for lost & he will very Soon reproach himSelf for his want of Duty & affection towards me, for abandoning his Brothers & Sisters, for disregarding the Council of his Uncle, & for his deficiency of common understanding, in making Such a choice_ if these reflections prevail not over him, nothing will_ he must have his own way & I must be content with the remembrance, that I had a Son.'' Basically, Henry said he would disown John if he pursued his interests in medicine. So, John ended up becoming a lawyer/statesman to please his father. There are more examples of John trying to please his father, but let's not take that now... HOWEVER, after John had died, Henry wrote of him in response to John Adams' letter; ''Thank God I had a Son who dared to die in defence of his Country'' ... We get a lot of mixed signals from Henry... Though I do believe he loved him, at least somewhat.., even if he was controlling/manipulative. Henry wasn't too nice to his other children either, but since this is about John I'm not gonna talk about that.

John's brother James died at the age of 9-10 (1765-1775)

James, or Jemmy, was supposedly scaling the outside of their house and tried to jump to the landing outside of John’s window but fell. He received life threatening injuries and cracked his skull. The doctors had figured that the injuries were too severe to save him and John described it to his uncle four days later; "At some Intervals he had his senses, so far as to be able to answer single Questions, to beckon to me, and to form his Lips to kiss me, but for the most part he was delirious, and frequently unable to articulate. Puking, Convulsions never very violent, and latterly so gentle as scarcely to be perceived, or deserve the Name, ensued, and Nature yielded."

Since John was supposed to watch over James during this time, John felt guilty and as if it was his fault. James' death was very difficult for John, and it weighed heavily on him.

Henry did little to alleviate those feelings of guilt, which suggests that he either didn't care enough, or that a part of him also blamed John. (I am not saying he 100% did, but it would not be surprising if he so did, considering how he treated John.)

He could also have been in too much grief to console John... Which, as said, would not be too surprising considering his treatment of John. But nevertheless, he did not do much to help John and John's guilt.

TW: mentions of suicide.

It is highly speculated that John was suicidal. We have a couple of written exchanges where John discusses suicide with friends and family. In February 1774, John wrote to Henry Laurens about two men who had attempted suicide. We don't have the whole letter, but here is a part of Henry's response; ''...But, my Dear Son, I trust that your opinion on that Question is So firm, that you are armed with Such irrefragable proofs of the Impiety as well as Cowardice of Self Murther, as puts you out of danger of being made a Convert to Error...'' (Not gonna put all of it). Another time, when John was a prisoner of war and didn't handle imprisonment well, Hamilton wrote to John ''For your own sake, for my sake, for the public sake, I shall pray for the success of the attempt (of being exchanged) you mention; that you may have it in your power to act with us. But if you should be disappointed, bear it like a man; have recourse, neither to the dagger, nor to the poisoned bowl, nor to the rope.'' It is clear that Hamilton (and Henry, despite how he treated John) were worried about John's thoughts of suicide. John's last letter to Hamilton was probably one of the, if not the, most emotional. He wrote ''Adieu, my dear friend; while circumstances place so great distance between us, I entreat you not to withdraw the consolation of your letters. You know the unalterable sentiments of your affectionate Laurens.'' John died about a month later. On the day of his death, John and his men surprised a troop of British soldiers that outnumbered them. Instead of retreating, John chose to immediately attack. He did not really actively end his own life, though it seems as if it was planned or that he was trying. Which is just sad. Also, it's not sure that Hamilton's last letter to Laurens ever got to him before he died. (In that letter he tells John to quit his sword and come to congress with Hamilton)

I don't know what else to add actually but here you have it!! This is as accurate as I can get it, especially cause it's like mostly based on letters... Uhm. But yay!

[chiiyuuvv]

[DAY 6] masterlist ᡣ𐭩 !

— " why are you staring? Is there something on my face? " ; friends to lovers ft. hunter

♡list : @yzerpoz , @imthisclosetokms , @rizzkisworld , @hyvelxve , @dogyunslover , @starryriize

"Hey! Why aren't you paying attention?" Seeun snaps his fingers in front of your zoned out face, a pout on his face as you blink away your daydreams. "Maybe she doesnt want to hear your rant." Says hunter who was scrolling on his phone unbothered, licking off some ketchup from his finger before resting his chin on it.

"Hunt-"

"Sorry, I'm just super sleepy." You cut off the boys that were just about to start their weekly fusses, a yawn leaving your lips as you rub your eyes, laying your arm on the lunch table before resting your forehead against it.

Seeun and hunter share a worried glance at you then each other, before deciding to keep quiet so they dont accidentally annoy you or something. Being sleepy was true.. but it wasnt the full truth. You werent daydreaming about climbing into your bed and clocking out for the day, you were daydreaming about a certain someone.

Seeun.

It was just so.. weird finding seeun anything other than annoying, your heart skipping beats whenever you catch him looking at you. Why was this the case? You werent sure, too overwhelmed with your feelings to pinpoint an exact answer. Seeun wasnt doing anything different. He was just his regular 'ol seeun self, being at the top of the class while also the class clown, finding new opportunities to make you and hunter laugh.

Yet now it feels like butterflies swarm your stomach whenever you crack a smile at seeuns behavior, hiding your face in your hands to cover your blush. It didn't help that seeun is touchy too, carefully prying your hands away to return the smile, your faces inches away from each other and it feels like your heart was going to explode.

It also didn't help you were starting to dream about the boy, shooting up every night to wipe the sweat from your brows when he was seconds away from kissing you.

In your dreams of course.

You could never imagine actually kissing seeun in real life, the nerves getting the best of you, plus, seeun didnt even like you. You were sure of it. He only saw you as a friend as he did with everyone else. Theres no need to be so delusional.

Until you hear a voice calling your name. And a warm hand attached to your hair, rubbing your scalp. You didnt know what was going on but you enjoyed it, a satisfied hum leaving your lips as you lean into the touch.

"Hey!" You hear that same voice again, a familiar voice. "Wake up, pleasee," you could hear the pout in the voice, and suddenly youre yanked from your precious sleep, lifting your head up to find your friends staring at you.

"Sorry, sorry. Wait- I fell asleep?" You ask confusedly. You dont even remember closing your eyes, let alone snoring. "Are you sure you're okay?" A concerned hunter asks, and although seeun doesnt say anything you can see the concern in his eyes.

When he was so caring, he was so cute, following you like a lost puppy just to make sure you were mentally and physically stable. It was adorable. "Why are you staring? Is there something on my face?" Seeun snaps you out of your thoughts, touching his face in confusion as you realize you were indeed staring.

"Huh? Oh nothing.. its nothing." You avoid his gaze, looking to your side to hide your red cheeks. While it might have worked on seeun, hunter could read you like a book, a smirk quipped onto his face as he watches you clueless idiots. He knew you two would like each other. If not then, it was definitely now.

He stretches his arms as the bell rings, signaling lunch and break time was over. His eyes follow your figure, watching as you hurriedly pack your things before bolting out of the door. But he was already a step in front of you. Patting your shoulder, he slows you down, his next words making your mind spin. "Just, you know, tell him."

Hunter says those five words so casually, like this wasnt some big deal, like he wasnt aware of how you affected you were before walking off, adjusting his straps like it was such an easy thing to do. You despised him, affectionly.

"Wait up!" Seeun runs after you, snapping you out of your thoughts once again. "You know, I've never seen you think before." He hurriedly moves away from your flying hand as you try to hit him, before comfortably walking beside you like a few seconds prior. "Serious, what's wrong? I've never seen you like this." He pouts again, his voice softening and you just want to jump off a cliff at how fast your heart was beating.

"Seeun, its nothi-"

"I know you." He cuts you off, grabbing your hands and looking deep into your eyes. "I know when somethings on your mind."

You open your mouth to say something, but it seemed like the words just evaporated. Seeun shakes his head, before affectionly rubbing his fingers on your palm. "If you cant say it, do it."

"What?"

"You heard me. Do it." You've never seen seeun so serious, his eyes boring into yours before you look away, nervous about the eye contact. But what you wanted to do.. could ruin your friendship. "Please.." he breaks you from your second guesses, his voice strained with desperation. So much desperation you decide to do it, ignoring the consequences.

And without stopping to think you actually do it, getting on your tippy toes to give the frozen boy a peck on the cheek. It was something small, but it felt like you were set on fire. Your hands were still connected so you look down at him, anxiously waiting for his repsonse as you chew on your bottom lip out of fear.

Did you actually ruin everything? A few seconds pass by and still nothing, your eyes stinging as you let go of his hands, about to book it to your next class and cry your eyes out. But you feel something tug at your wrist before youre slammed against the wall, seeun intertwining your hands before placing it above your head, leaning his own to lay his lips onto yours.

Your eyes widen and youre glad youre holding hands because you feel your knees getting weak, but after relaxing under his soft touch he wraps your hands around his neck, his own resting on your waist. You stay like that for a while, enjoying your presences while slowly deepening the kiss. It breaks after a couple seconds because of your shared smiles, your eyes fluttering open to stare at the other in content.

"eHEM. We still have class people," hunter comes out of his hiding spot, scaring the both of you. "R-right." Seeun clears his throat before walking behind hunter, his hands slowly interwining with yours as he gives you a lovesick smile. "We'll talk about this later, okay?" He whispers to you, his eyes lighting up as you nod.

"Okay." You reply before blushing furiously when seeun presses a kiss to your forehead.

"GUYS!!"

[gingernut1314]

Wink

Summary: You have found a small crack in the wall separating the men's and women's courtyards and you use it to talk with Anasui.

Content: gender-neutral reader, jjba part 6 (slight spoilers if you count FF and want they are), friendly banter between Jolyne, Ermes, and F.F., Anasui not knowing how to wink, poor Anasui getting teased

Word Count: 1.4K

A/N: I needed to write more for my JJBA husband #4 but I had like no ideas so I found this wonderful prompt list to help me out! Also I got wayyy too carried away with the interactions between Jolyne, Ermes, F.F., and reader so please forgive me for that, it was too fun. I hope you all enjoy!

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It was your typical Florida day; clear blue skies, burning heat, so humid skin stuck to itself, and hordes of mosquitoes eating you alive. 

But what wasn’t typical was the new activity you had taken up. 

Jolyne, Ermes, and F.F. had questioned you thoroughly the other day when you had walked over to the concrete wall separating the men's and women’s courtyards. They had even more questions when you found a crack in the wall and promptly convinced them to help you hide it from the guards. But their questioning had died rather fast when they found out who you were trying to spy on. 

“This is fucking stupid as hell,” Ermes grumbled, back turned from you as she helped block you from the view of guards. “Why did we agree to help you with this?”

“Because you all support blossoming love.” You pulled the bits of loose concrete from the wall, handing them to F.F. who was happy to do so…well happy because you had found some ice to put in their water which they sipped on with a small hum.

“Don’t give two shits about new love.” Ermes continued. 

“We’re doing this,” Jolyne cut in, also standing with her back to you to help block you from view. “Because they are the only ones here who can get us free pudding. The good shit. Not that off-brand crap they keep handing out.” 

“Wait--really?” Ermes asked, turning to face you, her brows furrowed. You hissed, shoving her back around. “Snack Pack or Jell-O?” 

“Snack Pack.” You huffed, crouching down so you could peer through the crack. It was only about an inch in width, but it got the job done. Let you see all the people moving and standing around in the opposite courtyard just fine.

“Hell yeah. What flavor? Better not be banana. I’m sick and tired of goddamn banana pudding.” Ermes grumbled. Jolyne gave a mumble in agreement. 

“I got vanilla, chocolate, and that new unicorn shit.”

“Unicorn? What the fuck does unicorn pudding taste like?” Ermes questioned. 

“Stardust.” Jolyne teased, bumping her shoulder into her friend’s arm. Ermes was quick to do the same back with a roll of her eyes.

“Mine came with a tattoo. Look.” F.F. pulled the front of her green overalls down, revealing the sparkly unicorn tattoo they’d slapped onto their breast. 

“Ah shit--” Ermes once more turned around, taking a closer look at the temporary tattoo you’d put on F.F. free of charge because you had a soft spot for the collection of plankton. “They got a rainbow one?” 

“Yeah! And a star and--” You cut F.F. off with several loud shushes when you spotted a flash of pink. 

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut the fuck up!” You’re hissing words turned near giggling as you caught sight of Anasui in all his glory. He stood off to the side, Weather Report at his side. The two men stood sullenly, no words passed between them as they scanned over the courtyard. 

“You say anything weird as fuck no amount of pudding or tattoos is keeping me here.” Jolyne huffed.

“Here, here.” Ermes agreed but you had tuned them out at this point. 

“God--he’s so pretty.” You whined, picking at the concrete as if to make the whole bigger. “Wanna run my fingers through his hair…wanna kiss his lips…” You sighed in your longing. “Wanna smudge that lipstick all over his face…want him to leave smudge marks all over my bod--” Dull pain shot through your back as Jolyne gave your spine a light punch.

“What the fuck did I just say about weird shit?” You reached back to try and rub the soreness forming in your spine.

“You all are just sad, loveless goons, and all I feel is sorry for you.” You gave them a pitying shake of your head.

“Loveless goons? What are you eighty years old?” Ermes laughed, poking you rather harshly in the tender flesh of your neck. You gave a strangled sound of discomfort, smacking her hand away. 

“Stop! I’m trying to look mysterious.” Your words came out in a pathetic whine. Ermes and Jolyne were laughing their asses off at that point, but none of it mattered. Not when Anasui’s scanning, pink eyes found your gaze through the crack in the wall. You’re breath caught so suddenly in your throat you were surprised you didn’t choke on your own spit. 

“Fuck…” You breathed lowly as you watched Anasui’s thin, yet muscle-filled arms uncross, showing off more of the pale skin of his chest to you. 

Hot. God, he was so fucking hot and all you wanted to do was sink your teeth into his sink and never unlatch them. 

You smirked his way, throwing him a flirty little wink you had used many times before to lure your prey in. 

But your current prey’s face fell in a worry-filled way. His pink-painted lips, which had been resting in an easy smile for you, pulled apart slightly as if he had gasped. 

His reaction confused you greatly. It made you think you had thrown him the middle finger instead of a wink, but it had him walking over. A walk that looked like he wanted to run over, but was keeping it casual so as to not pull attention to himself. 

“Hello, pretty thing.” You purred as he knelt down to peer into the crack back at you. Weather, who had reluctantly followed after Anasui, tried his best to block the man from view. “I’m so excited to see you tonight.” 

“As am I but…my love--what is wrong with your eye?” It was your turn to pull a confused look to your face. 

“What do you mean?” 

“Do you have something in it? Are you okay? Are you in pain?” You knelt there in stunned silence for a little bit. Silence that was broken up by Jolyne and Ermes’ and even F.F.’s hardly stifled laughs. 

“I was winking at you.” A pout pulled to your lips that Anasui’s pink eyes drank in. 

“Oh…darling…how do I tell you winking might not be in your forte without hurting your feelings.” You gasped, shoving your middle through the crack, not only to throw it at him but to poke him in the soft flesh of his cheek. Anasui caught your finger between his own before you could pull it back. 

“I was flirting with you dumbass.” You hissed.

“I’m sorry, dear. I shouldn’t have said anything.” You felt warm, slightly moist lips place a gentle kiss on your finger before letting it go. You pulled it back through the crack to find a pink kiss mark there that nearly had you forgetting all about his, quite frankly, untrue words. 

“Show me your wink. It better be good or I���m never going to forgive you.” Panic flashed through his eyes. 

“Love--”

“Nope. Show me since you think you can criticize other's winking abilities. Chop chop. It’s almost time to leave.” Anasui gave a small, pathetically distressed sound. Then a huff. Then a small growl in frustation before giving in. 

“Okay, okay. Prepare yourself.” You shook your head in amusement.

“Alright. I’m prepared.” Anasui gave a deep breath in through his nose, then out like he was preparing to run a marathon before giving you his best wink. 

You knelt there, mouth falling agape as you struggled to keep from bursting out in laughter.

“Baby--sweetness…you blinked.” Pink brows furrowed together. 

“That is the whole point. You blink an eye.”

“No. No. You blinked both eyes. You can’t wink.” Anasui’s mouth opened and closed like he was a fish out of water. 

“But--but--that can’t be true.”

“You know what that means?” His eyes flew wide, the dull sound of his hands smacking against the concrete wall sounding as if he thought he could break them down. 

“No, no! Love--”

“I can never forgive you. You’re wink sucked ass.” You mournfully said.

“But--I’ll do anything. Cut my tongue out for it’s offending you. Please, my love I--” You shook your head sadly.

“Goodbye, sweetness. Oh, what a fun ride we had. So sad it had to end this way.” Anasui continued to call your name, pleasing for you to reconsider as you stood. The guards called everyone back in, but Anasui continued to watch as you walked away. Watched as you gave your hips a bit more sway as you left to tease him further. 

“God you two are strange as hell.” Ermes groaned as she and your other friends followed you back inside. You threw her the middle finger, Anasui’s pink kiss mark still there.

[moonlight-sonata99]

Walk The Line

No.3

Carmen Berzatto x reader

A/n: is really a chapter to establish readers relationships:] it was fun. I wanted to try to capture the chaos of The Bear. Keyword being tried.

No.1 No.2

6 am

"Holy shit guys I'm sorry I'm so late, carm.." you say running to the kitchen and stuffing your things into the as you kept your eyes on him

"It's fine chef let's just get to work" he says pacing around putting things into the oven and the others are cutting up things as you put on your uniform

"Chef" a voice comes up next to you as you put on your apron "yea Sydney what's up?" You say fixing your hair and walking to your station "I need to work with Tina with cutting up the onion and preparing a stock afterwards"

"Uh..I'm pretty sure I'm not good with-"

"Here's a recipe" she says quickly ganging you a paper

"I-okay there we have it" you say looking at the paper.

"Okay, then I'll get to the onions and get to the stock, uhm after?" You ask stuffing the paper into your pocket, and she looks through his notes

"Just wait, get those done and I'll tell you. Thank you chef." She says quickly before running away as you get to cutting

"Sure chef." You say watching starting to cut the onions

"Fuck,I forgot these make me cry like bitch"

"Behind, behind" carmy says running behind you and Tina as you two turn back to look at him

"Jeff, you good?" Tina ask looking at him as he rushes to his office

"Yea!yea. I'm good just got something to do." He says rushing out

"He's been doing that alot" you say turning gaze back to the onions

"Yup, Jeff's busy." She says fixated on her own task.

"He's off doing uh..catering?" Sydney says butting in the combo

"No shit..for what? No wait I heard it was for a kids party. God help them kids are the fucking worst. Sometimes." You say shaking your head with a smile as Tina chuckles

"Wait, did he take Ritchie with him?" You ask, looking at Sydney as Marcus nodded behind her.

You sigh "if anything says kid-friendly it's definitely ritchie." You sigh out

"Fucking ritchie.." you say again as you imagine Ritchie cussing up a storm in a party.

As Tina begins to laugh besides you, you let out a soft laugh that begins to gradually build up.

3 pm

"It's really not funny. yo-if carmy finds this he's gonna freak the fuck out." You say pacing around the broken arcade machine that keeps replaying the theme song .

"Can somebody please call fak?" You ask, pulling out your phone and calling

"Whyd you ask if you were gonna do it?" Ritchie asked coming near you eating sandwich

"I don't- just because" you say looking away shaking your head

"Don't turn it off." You say pointing a finger at Ritchie

"Why?"

"Tina said not to, I forgot why." You say waiting with the phone at your ear.at the corner of your eye you can see him beginning to inch closer to the plug

"Ritchie-ritchie don't you fucking dare." You say looking him in eye as he stops

"Alright- damn just wanna help that's all"

"Yes I know! It's just if you fuck it up carmy will be on your ass. And mine too if he feels like it"

"Hello?" A voice at the end of the line

"Fak!Thank god you busy? We need help with the"

"What?No- this is carm," the voice says at the end of the, obviously confused. Your eyes widen as you look at the caller ID

'Shit' you mouth

"Oh-uhm, wrong person bye"

"Wait wh-"

You hand up as you look at Ritchie "we need to get this fixed before carmy comes back, call fak please!" You huff out, beginning to walk away sighing as Ritchie takes out his phone and begins to call fak. " also don't tell carm, have done it before he comes back" you say again before running back into the Kitchen.

"yea, yea…" ritchie says waiting for fack to pick up the phone.

9 pm

Only silence fills the air and the sound of cars coming by could be heard every now and then.

"fucking Choas of a day huh? " . / You ask in a soft tone as she looks at you and nods

"yeah" She responds, turning her gaze to the sky.

. " But … aren't you, Used to this type of Stuff?" you ask as you hold your Phone on your other hand -

I and you look at her awaiting an answer.

"Uh yeah.I am." She sighs. Her hand lands on her thigh as She seems to be in her thoughts. "sometimes it's just to..."

"Much?" you add finishing her sentence, as she nods.

"yea."

" I'm not even a pro, but I feel you." You mumble softly, leaning back, closing your eyes to enjoy the peace and quiet even if it's just a few minutes.

" Damn you're getting really good at that." You gasped out wide-eyed, walking over to Marcus's table to look at him mixing some batter.

"Thanks," he says, looking up from some paper

"Is it because i don't help you anymore Or… " you say with a smile as he smiles as well

"No, no, no" he begins to say, laughing

"Just messing with you" you say "but seriously these two cakes you made before were delicious."

" Thanks, good to know, I'm slowly getting this recipe perfect then," he says, writing off in his notebook. You only stare. Before deciding to leave him be for a while.

1 am

"Fuck me my feet hurt." you breathe out as every wrapped up in the evening, a s your hands move the mop back anal fourth. .

"is that…" Marcus started as he mixed the dry ingredients " yea it's his job but he quote I had an "emergency" you explain sighing as you mop " Why are you here so damn late? "you asked, keeping your gaze on the floor, and Marcus only signed "perfecting these recipes chef" he said, scratching his beanie as you walked next to him to see the batch of pastries he had laid out.

"Wait, are those doughnuts?? Can i -" you gasped out, looking at the goodies in front of you

"Yes, but when there done. " he said, chuckling as you drooled over the doughnuts

"fuck yea" you cheered under breath as you continued mopping.

A few hours later you were able to finally try those doughnuts,

"Dude - these are fucking- " mouth full, you were unable to finish the se fence, seeing that the man was deep asleep. You covered your mouth, picking up a sticky note and leaving it on his beanie saying, " 5 Star"

With a little star next to the five. Putting away the remaining dishes or things that were misplaced by him.

"You're still here?" a voice from behind as you flinched

"Oh shit, carmy " you say, turning around to carry, setting down a bucket and a brush in hand. "forgot you don't go home " you chuckled Setting down the mop

" yea no- finishing up here for now," he says in a hushed tone, looking at Marcus, Your gaze follows his " he's dedicated to his craft, getting really good at it too." You whisper as you turn away, gesturing for him to let you help him. and he gave you the bucket beginning to scrub the floors.

"That's good, really good. He replies before doing the same.

"So, how have you been?" You say after a while of scrubbing as he turns to look at you.

" i 've uh been good, been running this restaurant for a bit, and Uhm, it's been chaotic as hell. '' Carmy replies with a small smile as you nod with a small laugh.

"That's good, i suppose," you reply with a smile, " and...?" you ask, shaking your head and looking at him with a questioning gaze.

"And that's it," he replies, shaking heal keeping his gaze on the floor.

" So like… nothing personal? no girlfriend?" " you ask trailing off and keep scrubbing as he stops for a minute to look at you.

"Okay, Okay i get it" You add lifting up your hand. "But tell me something im so fucking bored, and it so quiet in here." you say softly sitting on your knees as you let out a huff gazing into the empty kitchen.

"How did you Uh, Start working here?" Carmy asked, looking at the floor glancing at you every now and then to see your answer.

you grabbed the brush and began to scrub again,

" Think you know the answer to that, " you answered before stopping for a brief moment.

"But if we're being specific, I had uhm moved out of my parents' place after a large fight. long story. but yeah, I moved here to start anew. away from the bullshit my dad did, "you explained and noticed Carmy's eyes on you.

"he was well - is an alcoholic,I don't know, haven't spoken to them. " You say bluntly."Don't worry about it. I'm way past it. " You add you as he slowly returns to scrubbing quietly.

"im sorry, i don't, know why i just unloaded all of that onto you like a fucking idiot " you blurt out feeling a warm feeling in your chest. as you internally recoil

" It's all good" He softly says laying down.

"Yea....'" you mumble and it went quiet once again, the only sound filling the air was your scrubbing the floors.

"This is weird, but you're the first person I've told that to. " You say out of the blue, " i didn't have friends, so " you say, shrugging.

"Same. " he replies, "was a loner for most of school " he says sitting up.

"Yea, mikey told me'' you admitted "but then he would list all your achievements." Upon hearing this his gaze didn't leave Your face

"What?"

 "It just… he never mentioned you." Carmy admitted and you stopped brushing for a moment. 

"Really? " . you breathed out , leaning on the floor with your palm and your.. gave turning to him in thought  "Huh"

The two of you Stared at each other before you turned away.

"That's fucking weird" you murmured as he mumbles a 'yea' before sitting down on the floor and sitting silently. 

Minutes went by as you two didn't speak. 

"I guess he had his reasons," you said softly. and nodded his gaze on the floor.

Carmy only let out a sigh

"Yea,"

Biting your lip, you look at carmy, "he was good, y'know?" You whisper to him, carmys hand stopped moving as he turned his gaze to you. "I don't know anything about your relationship, so I don't wanna assume anything..." eyes looking at the suds that gathered between the cracks of the tiles,

"He was proud of you, that I do know." You add meeting his gaze and looking away to begin scrubbing again.

"Yea...I uh..thanks. thank you." He softly says, holding his brush still. As his eyes stayed on your form, having a dazed looked on his face

Turning to him, you nodded and smiled.

"Yeah.."

Afternotes: don't worry if you feel like this is moving slow, I'm already planning to get things moving a bit quicker soon:>

[floredaqueen]

Billy x Isa ✨🤍

SFW headcanons : 11, 14

NSFW headcanons : 1, 3, 5, 6, 7, 8, 11, 13, 14 (yes I'm THAT curious lol 👀 -)

Please ❤️❤️❤️

𝔹𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕪 x 𝕀𝕤𝕒

𝕊𝔽𝕎:

11: Baths or Showers? Together or Separate? Any bubbles or bubble fights?

A) Definitely showers. When they first started dating, Isabela would insist on taking separate showers, but when she got more comfortable around, it's all the time. Girlie likes to wash her man, lol. There are blowing bubbles. Isa likes the reflection is gives of them, and although Billy thinks it's stupid.. he also finds it to be adorable.

14: Who is the highest maintenance? Does the other mind?

A) Surprisingly, it's Billy. Isabela is very resourceful, and while she does care of herself, she doesn't have a knack for specific or unnecessary essentials. She learned that Billy's very specific about his fashion, self-care, and high maintenance when it comes to his brand of clothes, shows, accessories, and scents. She doesn't mind, though, not at all because he always smells heavenly, lol

ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎:

1: How often do they have sex, if at all?

A) ..almost all the time LMAO well not ALL the time, but it's pretty frequent. Isa can't keep up with Billy's libido though.

3: Any kinks they clash on?

A) exhibition is a big one. Billy doesn't care. He loves showing her off, but she's always so shy and uncomfortable about her body.. it's still a very big insecurity she has that he doesn't understand because he thinks it's perfect

5: Favorite positions?

A) Reverse Cowgirl, and the standing one? Where they're facing one another, and he's usually testing, put his strength by picking her up even though she's pretty lightweight. She has to be bc she's a ballroom dancer. She's always being thrown around, and it's NO different in the bedroom!♡

6: Dom/Top? Sub/Bottom? Any switches?

A) Obviously, Billy is always the dominant one in their relationship, but with Isabela's motherly touch, he finds himself being taken care of a lot or just laying back and being "used" in a sense. He knows she stresses about A LOT of things and knows just how to wind her down without overwhelming her too much♡♡

7: Genital Headcanons?

A) uh.. well, Isa squirts.. a lot, LOL, like it's pretty pathetic how easy it is to get her drenching her panties or whatever she decides to wear. Her clit is sized but she has rather big folds. Also she's got freckles all over. Cute, simple, n prettyyyy. Oh! Her skin is especially sensitive, so it's very easy for her to bruise or blush. Billy takes advantage of that a little too much. Oh! And she's a trimmer but she doesn't shave! She did it once and she remembered the horror of having all the hair bumps. She's never had this many pimples in one place. So never again

As for Billy, uh.. I personally think he's very high maintenance when it comes to his dick too. He's a shaver. The only hair that exist is his stomach because he's too lazy after tending to the real challenge. 8 inches. Is he flaccid? Is he hard? I will not tell LMAO His girth is just as crazy. He's cut and his tip is massive. He's not very veiny necessarily on his shaft but he is near his act pelvic area. Pre? Its a lot. Unnecessarily a lot, but it helped when they first did the deed. That is all.

8: Favorites Erogenous Zones?

A) Isabela LOVES his hands/arms, his smile/eyes, and of course his ass LOL! She always melts when she gets to see his face light up in a specifically romantic situation. She also folds immediately when he takes her hands, whether it's sexual or completely wholesome. And as others do, she finds herself staring a little too long at his junk and obvious THAT ASS♡

Billy, however, he is indecisive about what he likes. At first, it was her hair, her voice, and her her waist. He likes hearing her and feeling the entirety of her body TREMBLE under his grasp. He eats it up every time. But when he got to know her more physically, it changed around a lot. Her eyes widening and filling with tears got him hard a lot for a significant amount of time. Then it was how red the tips of her fingers got when she gripped any part of him pit of retaliation. Now he can't put a label on what he REALLY likes when it comes to her body. There is no real preference.

11: Favourite Romantic Gestures During Sex/Orgasm?

A) For Isabela it's a lot of holding. Isabela means it when it says "body to body." She's always holding him in some way. Or else she kind of disassociates? She's finding his hands, his arms, his back, his face, his ass hehe. He will kiss her, deep and sensual, when both of their legs are shaking.

13: Who's loud? Who's quiet? Does one try to make the other louder/quieter? How?

A) Billy's LOOOOOOVES to moan/grunt put to Isa. He talks to her, his pants. It flustered the shit out of Isabela because she's always so quiet. And I mean she it's usually a whimper or a whine because she's holding back. He hates it. But it doesn't matter because he always gets her moaning and pleading in the end. He doesn't mind working for because he loves to see her writhing and muttering under him.

14: Lights on or off? Do they look at each other? OR is someone embarrased?

A) Depends on the situation. When they're both feeling confident and lovedy dovey lights are always one. But when one of them is especially bummed or hurt, the lights go off. It's actually a lot more romantic when the lights go off. Sometimes the lights stay on to make a point, but when it has nothing to do with their appearance it's always (as unhealthy is it is) a way to fix something that could potentially effect their relationship. Literally all I can see is Isabela sobbing for something reason and Billy standing at the door way. His hand casually reaches for the light and flicks it off before he goes to her and let's her confide in while simultaneously telling her that her feelings are valid. Lots of kisses, slow paced, and very romantic♥︎

♡𝕄𝕐 𝔹𝔹𝕐𝕊♡

[mylittlediarys-stuff]

Bite Back Part 5

Part 6- https://www.tumblr.com/mylittlediarys-stuff/744448077812940800/bite-back-part-6?source=share

“A car crash?” She said,

“Yes, after you fell asleep there was a car crash that happened right in front of us,” Alfead said as he poured a cup of chamomile tea and gave her some pain killer to Amaka telling her it would help with the headaches. That’s one thing Amaka loved about the old man; he could just look at her and tell something was wrong. Once he found out what was wrong he would do everything in his power to fix it. “I actually almost hit one of the cars and almost hit us too but I was able to maneuver around it at the last second.”

Amaka signed and decided to slouch in the chair a bit. She could only act like this in front of Alfred. She was able to completely relax and it helped that the butler was able to take the hint to be quiet which combined with the tea and painkiller she felt her headache get a little better.

She stayed like that for hours taking a sip of tea even now and then. She watches Alfead leave and enter the kitchen to check up on her rather than leave to do more work. When she had her final sip of tea she wanted to pour a bit more. She put her cup down on the cup just to find out another weird thing was happening.

Her mug was sticking to her hand.

I just love life right now.

The girl kept on shaking her hand to make the mug come off but it didn’t. She was only able to come off when she slammed the mug into the table.

“Yea I love life,” She replied. She went to fetch the nearest boom just to find out that would stick too.

-

Around 1pm Amaka asked Alfead to drop her at the downtown where she wanted to visit her hairdresser. The old man didn’t really want to drop her but she was able to convince him somehow.

“You think you can dye my hair from red to black?” Amaka asked.

“Yes it would take a few tries but it would work.” The lady hairdresser said. “But that red hair you have looked before is the perfect shade of red.”

Amaka couldn't lie that her hair looks pretty good. If she wasn't Bruce's daughter she probably would have kept it. If Bruce found her walking around with red hair out of nowhere she was afraid if he would judge her or what would the media think?

Actually, I don’t think the news knows I exist?

“Can you also cut it too? Like 5 inches” Amaka asked.

“As a hairdresser who needs money, yes I would cut it but as a fellow black woman living in this world I would like to tell you it takes a long time for you to grow your hair this much.”

She thought about it a bit. “You're right, but just maybe 2 inches instead, and can you also put my hair in a cute hairstyle.”

“Don't worry sweetheart, I’ll make sure you look just like a princess after.”

During the whole process, Amaka was deep in thought. The sudden power? The physical changes? It was something out of a comic book.

Like when a character goes to some lab and some accident happens and they get power, just like-

She went to a lab yesterday. Did she have an accident? Yes, she did! She got bit by something probably a spider. And now she has power.

It’s okay Amaka, nothing bad is going to happen. Everything will be okay.

She was practically lying to herself.

“Sweetheart, what’s with the bump on the back of your neck?” The hairdresser asked.

“A bump?”

“It looks like a spider bite? Just bigger.”

“Hey is it okay if I check it out in the bathroom?”

-

When Amaka made it to the bathroom her heart was beating too fast for her liking. She went to stand in front of the mirror. She used her hand to feel the bump. It was the same place where she got bitten. Before she could think probably she decided it was a good idea to try to pop it.

She felt something come out. She begins to try to see what it is. So she started pulling slowly on it. It kept going and going, it looked like a spider web. No, it was definitely a webinar. By the time she she made it to the end, she pulled out at least 4 feet of the web. She took notice of how sticky this stuff was and it was thicker than usual.

At this moment she realized that she couldn’t pretend everything was normal anymore.

When she left the salon her red curls turned back to black and got shorter. She decides to walk around the city for a few hours. Just to think about life and her powers.

So I’m I dying or something?

She walked into some random store. It was filled with people and candles. Frankly, she didn’t know why she walked in.

She looked at the candles everyone looked unique and smelt different. It actually made her head hurt a bit more.

May I should buy one for Mr. Alfred?

She started to pay more attention she hoped she would find something the old man would like. She was looking at candles it felt like a beach but she didn’t think it suited the butler. In her preview vision, she saw a pretty light brown one with a house entered into the glass. She reached out her hand a bit.

A web came out and the candle was in her hand.

A web came out?

A WEB CAME OUT OF HER HAND?

Okay, I officially lived long enough to see everything. But at least this is a cool superpower, I guess.

Note: So i was think about Amaka having so sort of mentor just like peter in the mcu. Lowkey the reason why I posted this was because it was my birthday.

[makoodles]

Okay ok. First off love your work. Second of all I just got an imagine idea add on of the birth for the human MC x tsutey Drabble that I saw.

Also I’ve been trying watching a lot of Good Luck Charlie and THOSE old buzz feed videos about what it’s like giving birth so I decided that it would fit perfectly with the MC and Tsu’tey

Imagine that when she’s in labor she’s at that stage where she doesn’t want anyone else to bother her unless it is Moat (who knows what she’s doing and I’m saying only her because no one mentioned Norm Max or any scientist being there. I can imagine that they are not there cause MC wanted the birth natural to try to embrace her mate’s culture even more. And also she’s a strong woman).

Not to mention, she’s giving birth to a half Navi baby. So that 6 pounder is a 12 pounder! (Or more to be honest 😂 😭). Either way, pain and hormones are flying every where!

Anyways, since she is at that stage where everything hurts from contractions, being in labor for hours, not being able to eat so she doesn't want anybody to bother her.

Unfortunately, Tsu’tey did not get the memo.

He sees his beloved breathing and obviously in pain so he goes up behind her and strokes her hair. Which is something she usually loves.

And well-

“DON’T TOUCH MY FUCKING HAIR I JUST HAD MY FUCKING HAIR WASH!”

Tsu’tey was stunned and immediately took his hand back as if his yawne’a hair burned him.

Before he can register what happened, Neytiri grabbed him and dragged him.

“Out! You skawng! She’s dosen’t want anyone bothering her! Come back when she says you can!”

Before Tsu’tey can say anything Neytiri closes the tent flaps in his face.

Tsu’tey just stood there trying to process what happened until he felt an arm around him.

“Did she yell at you for pissing her off? Even though you didn’t mean too?”

Tsu’tey blinked, “Yes.” Is all he can get out.

Jake laughed as he pat his back in a friendly manner. “I did that when Neteyam was born. Only difference is that you had someone there to save you.”

Tsu’tey eyes widened, “What happened?”

Jake Sully smiled at the memory, “At first I offered Neytiri water. Then I kept going by trying to compliment her on how beautiful and how great she was doing. At the end, she almost stabbed me before pushing out Neteyam.”

Tsu’tey was beyond shocked and Jake smiled. “It’s best to give them a little space and we are there when they need us.”

Tsu’tey was about to respond until Spider came running.

“Dad! Mom says to come get you!”

With the speed of light, Tsu’tey picked up Spider and ran towards the birthing tent.

BONUS

“My yawne, are you alright?”

MC smiled as she looked at him. “I feel fine, Tey. Thank you.”

Even though she smiled, Tsu’tey saw the tears forming.

This causes him panic. “Are you in pain? Should I call for Mo’at?”

MC wipes her tears, “No the pain now is somewhat bearable. However your pain from the way I shouted at you must be more hurtful. I am sorry that I said that.”

MC sobbed and Tsu’tey immediately wraps his arms around her.

“Syulang. Do not apologize for nothing. You are in pain and I know you do not truly mean those words.”

MC sniffed as Tsu’tey cleaned up her face with a cloth. Wiping away sweat and tears.

“Now, let us deliver this baby. I can go out if you wish.”

MC smiled and looked into his eyes. “Actually please stay, I am a bit scared and when your here, it calms me a bit.”

Tsu’tey smiled as he squeezed her hand back.

this is so cute omgggg 😭

the idea of birth is genuinely so scary, i support reader acting crazy! definitely cursing out tsu'tey within an inch of his life and threatening to cut his cock off if he ever comes near her again.

tsu'tey fighting for his life trying to be supportive and positive while his little mate threatens him with bodily harm as she brings their child into the world 🙃

[corneliushickey]

how long have you been growing out your hair? looks gorgeous! planning to grow out my own but i keep foiling it with trims because of split ends

unbelievable to me that i opened my tumblr app to see a kind stranger asking about the only thing in the world that actually matters to me: how long my hair is.

i'm going to give you a needlessly detailed response but if you don't wanna read all that: 7 years 8 months and it (as of today!) brushes my tailbone

i grew my hair out as long as i could in high school and it got to almost my waist. i shaved it all off in summer 2013 and started growing it out from a buzzcut in summer 2014

when it reached the ugly soccer mom bob stage i got an undercut from ear to ear around the back of my head/nape of my neck, like this:

random pic off pinterest btw idk who that is

i shaved that undercut for the last time in very late december 2016 and kept my hair at shoulder length for a while waiting for the undercut to catch up

so basically since jan. 1 2017 i have been growing out my hair from bald ���‍🦲

in 2022 i shaved the sides from my ear forward like this

very skrillex. i loved it. i had been day dreaming about this kind of sideshave for well over a decade. at this point my hair was just past my waist.

then in 2023 i extended the side shave all the way to the nape of my neck again like a death hawk. like this:

the last time i got that sideshave touched up was 12.29.24 so it's been growing out for 7 months 12 days

i do not plan to cut the rest of my hair short to match the sideshave until it reaches like... actually idk probably my waist? but the thought of having to chop my hair back to my waist makes my entire body clench painfully so maybe not who's to say

my hair grows extremely slowly. more slowly than anyone i've ever met, actually. most people in 7 years can grow their hair down to classic length (the bottom of your butt/top of your thighs) or even longer.

i think trims can be very helpful if your hair grows quickly, if you have a lot of split ends, or if you have bleached hair. actually if you have bleached hair trims are mandatory and unavoidable. for me, i prefer to do "seek and destroy" haircuts where i just bought myself a pair of sheers and i snip off the individual split ends i find whenever i find them. is this foolproof? no definitely not. will any hairstylist tell you that trims are necessary? yes. and they probably know what they're talking about. for me, my hair grows so slowly and i want it to be long so badly that idc about splits. if i noticed my ends THINNING i would get them trimmed for sure, but otherwise i am really reluctant to let anyone cut my hair.

i had a reliable stylist who i went to for years and i trusted her to give me barbie princess layers and not take any length off. she moved out of state and i'm thrilled for her but i cannot imagine trusting a stranger with my hair. especially since the last time i did so (in july 2023) i ended up having to chop 6" off my hair because she thinned out the ends so much. SIX INCHES. that's like over 2 years of growth for me.

what i really want rn is a little itty bitty undercut around my ears like this (but with no bangs):

and with how fucking annoying my grown out sideshave is i have literally been parting my hair to do this 3-4 times a week. but i am NOT allowed to get another undercut until i grow this one out for a full year ���� which is a rule i made up for myself because otherwise i would immediately lose the will to keep at it and just do the skrillex thing again.

also if you happen to be here from my asoiaf sideblog i can tell you that i do still play the game where every time a character's hair length is mentioned i compare it to my own hair. the two people who have me beat are khal drogo (his hair in an intricate multi strand braid reaches his thighs) and aeron greyjoy i think altho i might be misremembering aeron.

TY FOR YOUR QUESTION THERE IS NO WAY YOU WANTED THIS MUCH INFORMATION XO MWAH

[mammondrivesamazdamiata]

Obey Me! Boys as Baristas in a coffee shop

I myself am a barista and so I feel qualified enough to make assumptions :P Enjoy

(includes foul language lol)

Lucifer

- The opening manager

- Clean freak

- Always has a rag tucked into the pocket of his apron

- Arrives fifteen minutes early every morning and complains about it

- Keeps everyone on task during rushes

- Will passive aggressively argue with customers

"I want a medium cappuccino. Don't make it a latte. I don't want milk to the top, I want about two inches of foam."

"Ma'am, please do not speak to me like I don't know what I'm doing. I'm aware of what a cappuccino is and how to make it. Unless you'd like to come behind the counter and make it yourself?"

- Will snap at his crew when he's stressed and apologize for it later

- Freaks out when nothing is stocked

Mammon

- Strictly an order taker on most days

- Can not remember recipes to save his life

- Constantly gets into these long, drawn out conversations with customers and has to be reeled back in

- Honestly great at customer service, but totally fake

"Bye, guys! Have a good one!" *Turns around* "Holy shit they were fucking annoying."

- Has a crush on every good-looking person that comes in

- Pretty good at memorizing regular customer orders and tries to have their order saved into the POS system before they arrive

- LOVES making pup cups. He considers it the best part of his job. Will argue with Satan over who gets to hand it out

- Always gets stuck mopping the floors because no one else wants to do it

- Will straight up eat espresso beans

Levi

- Actually a very good barista

- Memorizes recipes and measurements really fast

- Can be seen carrying multiple drinks in his arms during a rush

"I've got the entire first and second tickets, so don't worry about those."

- So bad at customer service. So awkward. Not allowed to take orders unless he knows the person

- Will start dancing on the line when he thinks he's alone. Runs to the back and hides when he realizes a customer was standing at the counter watching him

- Eats a single croissant on his break

- Puts 6 shots of espresso in his drink every day. Lucifer is deeply considering cutting him off

- Won't take a bathroom break until it's an emergency

Satan

- The baker

- Usually opens with Lucifer to catch up on baking. He hates this and ignores Lucifer the whole morning

- Loves to decorate cupcakes and sugar cookies for the holidays/seasons. Always gets compliments on them

- Him and Asmodeus always come up with the specialty drinks every month

- Fights with Diavolo every day about making the coffee shop a cat cafe instead

- Would rather make food orders than coffee orders

- Gets stuck prepping everything

- In charge of inventory orders. Won't even ask anyone to help him because he doesn't trust them to do it right

- Gets so frustrated during rushes

- Will slam things until he's forced to step outside to take a breather

- Will argue with customers if they catch him on a bad day

"Jeez, seven dollars for a latte? Are you kidding me?"

"Well, yeah, it's a dollar-fifty up-charger for oat milk."

"That seems ridiculous!"

"Listen, I don't make the prices, lady, now are you going to give me your money or not?"

Asmodeus

- Employee of the month

- Literally so good at customer service

- Everyone loves working with him because he's constantly getting tipped

- Addresses regulars by name and compliments them

"Liz, did you change your hair? It looks so good!"

*Gasps* "I love your nails! Where do you get them done?"

"Good morning, Ron, are we just doing your small French roast today?"

- Is also confident in his ability to take orders

"Wow, I really am just a delight to talk to."

- Always leaves milk on the counter or forgets to close the fridges after making something

- Keeps forgetting to empty the espresso pucks after pulling. Pisses off Levi to no end

- Likes making cold drinks over hot drinks

- Doesn't even like coffee. Drinks chai lattes almost exclusively

- Flirts with customers

- Refuses to count registers

"Nah, I'm too cute for math 😊"

Beel

- Closing shift manager

- Keeps getting in trouble for sneaking bites of food between orders

Lucifer: "Beel, you cannot keep eating pickles out of the container when you're not wearing gloves that's cross contamination."

"Try and stop me."

- Every customer's barista crush. He's completely clueless to all advances

- gets hangry and snaps at his coworkers

- eats some pasta salad and is perfectly fine afterwards

- Closing shift always calls on him for customer complaints because he's such a large individual and can be really intimidating

- Will procrastinate the closing list all day and haul ass for the entire last hour to get it done on time

- Holds a lot of grudges against his coworkers but doesn't say anything to avoid conflict

- Will be fine all day but blows up at the slightest inconvenience

- Likes to take the trash out so he can decompress in peace behind the dumpsters

Belphie

- Hates his job

- Only works there because Beel convinced him to apply

- So clumsy

- Always spills drinks

- Won't argue with customers but glares at them from across the counter

- Counts registers at the end of the night

- Complains about everything

- Wants to start the closing list five hours before the cafe even closes

- Will purposefully mess up drinks for customers he doesn't like

"One Soy latte. You're all set." *Under his breath* "Joke's on you, bitch, that was 2%."

- Talks about putting in his two weeks every month but never actually does it

- Always forgets to write dates on items he opens

Diavolo

- The owner, obviously

- Has no idea how to do anything, so he leaves the brunt of cafe work to Lucifer and Barb

- Tried to make coffee for a customer once and forgot to put espresso in it

- Hands things out to the wrong customers, so the boys have to remake orders constantly when Diavolo's working with them

- Has to be restrained from making terrible business decisions

Diavolo: "Hey, what if we did a Bloody Mary bar on the weekends?"

Lucifer: "Not happening."

Diavolo: "Well, it's a good thing I'm the owner and can do whatever I want 😝"

Lucifer: "WE DON'T HAVE A LIQUOR LICENSE."

Diavolo: "Oh... How do you get one of those?"

- Goes on a cruise every month and leaves the cafe to be run by his employees

Barbatos

- Exhausted

- Handles all finances

- Sees a mouse one time and loses his mind

- Clean, clean, cleanCLEANCLEANCLEAN

- Quietly cries while he signs paychecks

- Has a nervous breakdown every time the health inspector stops by

- Stops Diavolo from making OSHA violations

Undateables as customers! (bonus)

Solomon

- Kind of a dick

- Leaves 50 cent tips

- Always complains that his black coffee is too cold

- Will not drink it unless it's 200+ degrees

- Always asks for a sleeve even though he's been told multiple times that it's already built into the cup

Simeon

- Gets a really complicated drink but all the baristas love him so it's okay

- Large iced dirty chai with 2 shots of espresso and oat milk, light ice

- Usually leaves a tip that's more than his drink

- Gossips with everyone that works there

- Super patient no matter how long it takes them to get his order out

- Diavolo keeps trying to give him a job, but Simeon is smart enough to kindly refuse

- Brings his work and sits in the lobby for hours

Luke

- Orders a hot chocolate (frozen or hot depending on the time of year) with whip cream and rainbow sprinkles

- One time he burned his tongue so bad that Lucifer gave him free drinks for a week

- Luke would just put the amount the drink cost into the tip jar instead because he felt bad

"You could pour hot coffee in my lap and I'd probably apologize to you."

- Asked for a job once. Mammon convinced Barb not to hire him on grounds of "he's so annoying."

[voxofthevoid]

Kidnapping Wednesday #3

This fic is now 7 chapters and 39k in, and I think it’s barely halfway done. This week's excerpt is from Chapter 6, and we're fully entering the fuckery stage of the plot, so let me just drop this post here.

Me: I love Yuuji!

Also me: puts him through the horrors, puts him through the horrors, puts him through the horrors, puts him through the--

@thelionshoarde calls it a mark of favor though.

CWs: Non-consensual kissing, Excruciatingly detailed descriptions of said noncon kissing, Bondage, Adult/minor, Predatory/inappropriate behavior

Gojou being his own warning tag basically

“What the—” He leans back, back flattening against the chair. “Gojou-san, you’re too close!”

Gojou’s eyes, less than an inch away from Yuuji’s own, sparkle with inhuman brilliance.

“Yuuji,” he murmurs. “That’s nine of twenty. Almost half of his power, and Sukuna didn’t manifest once. You barely even struggled. Do you understand what you are, what you’ve done?”

“I—” It’s hard to think with someone’s face so close; he can feel Gojou’s breaths, and even aside from that, there’s a strange, soft heat buffeting his face, and it’s like that rooftop all over again, this man barreling into the scene to harass Fushiguro and invade Yuuji’s space. “Gojou-san—”

Warm, is his first thought.

Then the pressure shudders and softens and turns wet.

I’m being kissed, Yuuji realizes, airy and distant before the weight of it sinks in: Gojou-san is kissing me.

The hand on Yuuji’s throat creeps up to cup his jaw, tilting his face up; it strains his shoulders and parts his lips, and then the wetness is a lot wetter and thicker, and Yuuji’s left to grapple with the lapping, lashing heat of another person’s tongue in his mouth.

It’s weird.

All of this is—

He opens his eyes—when did he close them?—and spears himself on fiery blue, Gojou’s eyes open and bright and steady even as he tries to shove his tongue halfway down Yuuji’s throat.

Yuuji slams abruptly back to his senses, tearing his face away.

There’s a taste in his mouth, nothing he can name. It’s coating his tongue, turning it thick and heavy. His whole body feels hot, and it’s not the ripe, rotten heat the fingers infect him with, but it’s just as sharp, just as biting, and Yuuji doesn’t know if it’s any better.

Gojou’s still too close. His breaths are falling hot on Yuuji’s ear. The hand on his jaw is still there, too light to be restraint and too solid to not be a brand.

“What the hell are you doing?” Yuuji asks; it comes out too low, too breathless.

“I thought you deserved a reward,” Gojou says easily, evenly. His thumb presses into the dip under Yuuji’s lips. “You keep impressing me.”

Why, Yuuji wants to ask, does that sound like a curse?

He says, “Didn’t ask, don’t want. That was my first kiss, asshole.”

“You’ve never—huh. What a waste.”

Yuuji turns to face him, fast enough to make his neck twinge. “The fuck does that mean?”

“It means you’re a lovely boy,” Gojou murmurs into his ear, lips so close that Yuuji can feel them move against his skin; then he draws back, just enough that Yuuji’s looking at him instead of feeling his heat. “And I should probably treat you better.”

“You—” Yuuji cuts off with a gasp, stunned silent by the sudden weight on his lap.

Gojou settles in with a little shuffling motion, well over six feet of man and muscle folded over Yuuji. And it’s his full weight, Yuuji realizes. Gojou’s thrown his legs around the chair, his ankles crossed right under Yuuji’s bound hands.

It’s ridiculous, all of it.

Unreal.

“Gojou-san?” Yuuji hears himself ask.

Naked blue eyes peer down at him, heavy-lidded in a way that makes Yuuji’s insides twist into knots. They tilt closer, fluttering gently into narrow slits, and then there are delicate strands of hair brushing his forehead and a nose nudging his and hot breath on his lips.

“Yuuji,” Gojou breathes against his mouth, a second before warm pressure sears him to the bone.

Don’t, Yuuji tries to say, but it comes out quiet, wordless, and Gojou drinks it down with lightly parted lips. They’re soft. Yuuji thinks of all the times he’s wondered about Gojou’s lips, too pink and glossy to be natural. He almost asked, once or twice, but didn’t, distracted by things better and worse. This isn’t how he wanted to find out.

But—

It stays warm, stays soft, stays light. Gojou’s every breath is almost a sigh, gently brushing Yuuji’s skin. His mouth never leaves Yuuji’s, but it’s moving too—soft, fluctuating pressure. Yuuji’s seen kisses like that in movies. Sweet things between happy, grinning people. He’s not happy, and even Gojou’s not smiling, what Yuuji can see of his face schooled into intent lines, but there’s a deliberate, debilitating tenderness to every whisper-soft kiss. It makes Yuuji hurt somewhere in the center of his chest.

Gojou’s hands come to rest on either side of Yuuji’s face, large enough to swallow him whole.

He draws back with a final brush of his mouth over Yuuji’s, soft and dry, and Yuuji’s left blinking up at him, barely breathing, even as Gojou’s thumb strays to his lower lip, tracing the path his mouth made a second ago.

“Was that better?” Gojou asks softly. He smiles, and it’s only a little cruel. “You seem the type to be a romantic at heart.”

“I—” Opening his mouth is mistake; Gojou’s thumb dips in, brushing his tongue, and it’s quick to withdraw, settling harmlessly along the curve of Yuuji’s jaw, but damage done. Yuuji’s mouth runs dry, his mind grows empty. “I’m not—”

“No?” There’s a smile in that question, and Yuuji has to blink twice before the sight of Gojou’s face resolves into meaningful colors and shapes. “Do you want it dirty then, Yuuji?”

Yuuji’s spine turns liquid with heat.

Only for a moment—a single, damning moment.

His protest dies on something wet and hot, but it’s not the gross invasion of before. The tip of Gojou’s tongue runs along the seam of Yuuji’s lips, dipping in when he opens them to say words that die whimpering in his throat, but Gojou doesn’t do more than flick it at Yuuji’s teeth before pulling back, licking his own smiling lips.  

“Kiss me back, won’t you,” he says, more demand than question. “You won’t learn anything if you sit there like a doll.”

“Don’t—” Yuuji swallows around a painfully dry throat but forces the words out, even if they’re not the right ones. “Don’t act like you’re doing this to teach me shit.”

“No, no,” Gojou denies, infuriatingly light. “Nothing so noble. I’m doing this because I want you. But I could teach you to want me back, Yuuji. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

“No,” Yuuji says, but Gojou kisses him anyway, both hands holding Yuuji’s face flush to his mouth, and Yuuji presses back against the chair and tugs at the ropes until his flesh splits open, but Gojou just takes his hurt gasp as an invitation, tongue sliding into Yuuji’s mouth. It’s still gentler, more tentative than before, curling over Yuuji’s teeth and flicking at his tongue, and it’s—

It feels—

Yuuji knows this creeping, pulsing heat. The same molten teeth that bite into his gut when he’s watching porn. The same shuddering sweetness that runs through him when he catches sight of someone who makes him hurt from chest to crotch.

Has he ever—

For Gojou, has he ever—

“That’s it,” Gojou breathes into his mouth. “Just like that. Good boy.”

[helvetica12point]

Doll Trashion Tutorial

So I've mentioned the doll obsession I've had lately and the oh so lovely Gretchen Stripes here arrived recently:

She's a raccoon themed Nanana Surprise teen doll, and they went all in on the trash panda theme. Trash bag shirt, shopping bag shirt, even her printed on jewelry is made of trash.

Anywho, I was chatting with @nanana-dolls about how cool she was and they mentioned the idea of making Gretchen clothes out of candy wrappers and I was immediately inspired because that leans into the trash panda theme even harder and is conceptually hilarious!

So last night I ate some candy and this afternoon I got crafty and it's been ages since I did a tutorial so let's get into it!

I've assumed a pretty basic level of skill, so depending on your own sewing skills some of this may be irrelevant or I may have skipped something you needed. Feel free to skip parts or ask questions as needed for your skill level

Step 1

Gather your candy wrappers! I strongly recommend using waxed paper wrappers-think starburst, now and laters, tootsie rolls, dumdum pops, that sort of thing. Could you do it with with more plasticity wrappers? Maybe, but they tend to tear so easily and it's going to be a lot harder. If you are really determined to use something like a 3 musketeers wrapper, I would honestly use tulle and make see through pockets to put the wrapper in.

I went with Frooties wrappers because we had some in the house and they're bright and colorful.

Step 2

No pics for this one either, but it's easy enough. Get your wrappers as flat as possible. Use a press cloth or bit of scrap fabric on either side of each wrapper and press them flat. Use a lower setting on your iron just in case your wrappers are plasticized instead of waxed. Once you've verified they won't melt, you can crank the heat a bit. I think I used the setting for polyester on mine. You may feel a bit of stickiness when you're done-that just means you got it hot enough for the wax to melt a little. (This is why you've got it sandwiched between fabric, so you don't get wax on your iron).

Step 3

Arrange your wrappers in a pleasing manner. Frooties wrappers have a really nice length, so I just put them in a row and overlapped them. I used 10 to get 7 inches worth of "fabric", but wound up adding a couple more.

Step 4

Normally I would never say this, but we're not using fine fabrics, so go ahead and use a bit of a tape to hold them together along one edge and sew those bad boys together! A 1/4” seam is about the biggest you want for doll clothes to avoid bulk.

If you don't have a sewing machine, definitely use extra tape to hold them together because they're going to suck to hand sew. You can also do whatever size seam you want if you're doing it by hand, it's not crucial at this point.

Under no circumstances pin anything together as, it will leave permanent holes in your wrappers!

Step 5

I added a tulle underskirt so the wrappers wouldn't directly be touching her, and to give the skirt a bit more stability and support. For this I cut a piece of tulle about twice as long as my wrappers, ran out through the machine real quick with a long stitch and gathered it to fit. Then I stitched it to the back of the wrappers. Watch the direction you place your wrappers! The way they're oriented here is correct--if you have them the other way they may get mangled feeding through the machine.

If you've not got a machine this can all be done by hand, and shouldn't be too awful.

Trim any excessive length on the tulle to your desired length. I trimmed mine pretty close to the length of the wrappers but just a hair longer.

Step 6

Do a test fit and just wrap your strip around Gretchen's waist. Make sure the two ends can fully overlap and cover her undies. If they don't, add a a couple more wrappers and a bit more tulle. I used some of the excess I trimmed off.

Steps 7 & 8

This is where it gets hard. Now you've got to figure out a way to fasten it around her. I opted for an elastic waist, but you could do Velcro or whatever you like.

I folded the top edge of the wrappers where everything is sewn over and used that to make a channel. This seam needs to be over 1/4" away from the edge to allow room for the elastic (I used 1/4"elastic). Don't make it crooked like I did; you want a nice wide channel the entire length of the waist.

Get your narrow elastic threading tool of choice and slowly insert the elastic from the bottom most wrapper (the free end in the above pic). Following the overlap will prevent you from poking out between wrappers.

Step 9

Once you've got the elastic in, trim it a little long and overlap it at a point that's appropriate for Gretchen's waist. Stitch it together (I did this by hand cause it's fiddly), trim off the ends and gently move the wrappers over the joint. Gently do a fit test.

Step 10

Make any adjustments needed for a better fit. Hand sewing will probably be your best route here I wound up folding one end over a bit more and stitching it into place just to get it to lay better in the back and cover her bum a bit better. This is also a good point to mend any tears and reinforce any weak spots.

The zig zag is where I overlapped after elastic insertion. You can see a tear along the channel seam where that end was on the narrow side. I'll mend that later.

Step 11

Gently slip the finished skirt up over Gretchen's hips and enjoy!

I think it looks better with her shopping bag shirt than her original skirt, tbh

Various notes:

Wrappers can be stitched together in more places for reinforcement. Paper sews like fabric, except you don't have that give between fibers so any holes made by the needle are permanent.

Theoretically, you might also be able to strengthen and reinforce the wrappers by adding more wax to the paper.

You could also embroider the wrappers, or add a second layer of tulle over them for a more subtle/fancy look

[haihaithebanaynay]

♡>:) hehe, Bill plays with Fords body as Ford watches in both horror...and disbelief♡

Warnings: uhm, I guess some...smut like things? Idk- swearing, uhhh...yeah, minors do not interact(or do, I'm just a horny 13 year old girl with mental problems-)

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What started as a normal day, turned into horror. Stanley and Stanford pines, the two old man twins who are sailing the artic seas for anomalies, well, one day, what started as just like any other day, turned into an unimaginable horror. Bill, who had somehow managed to escape the theraprism, had possessed Stanley. Unknown to Ford ofcourse, who had slightly shook Stan's hand when he was cleaning it after Stan(or Bill)had cut himself, unknowingly causing Bill to travel through bodies to the other twin. Stan was back to normal and Ford had no idea it wasn't Stan for the first 17 hours he had done routinely stuff with(17 hours=5PM). It only occurred to Ford later that night he had when Bill possessed his dream...

"Hey sixer!"

"Bill?! What-what are you doing here?! Your..your supposed to be gone!"

"Well, I'm back! And I have control of your body again~"

"Bill! N-" Ford couldn't finish his sentence as Bill possessed him. Ford(or Bill), sat up and looked around

"Mhm.." Then, he heard Stanley snoring and rolled his eyes as he got up

"Fuckin' fatass.." Ford yelled at Bill, yelling at him to "not call my brother a fatass!"

"Well, he is" Bill nochantly said as he walked into the bathroom and looked at Fords body

"Mhm...I wonder what your hiding under that turtleneck.." Bill said, as he then took Ford's turtleneck off and tossed it somewhere before looking at the scars and abs Ford had hidden, along with silver colored chest hair. Ford(or Bill) whistled

"Well damn Sixer, didn't know a man in his 60's could look like this~"

Bill teased as Ford yelled at him to stop in his mind, but stopped when Ford(Bill)looked down and muttered

"..I wonder if he's packing?" (Yes, Bill knows slang, course he does, how is he supposed to make deals with youngins?)

Ford asked "what do you "if I'm packing"?", but Bill didn't answer as he nonchalantly stuck Fords(Bill-)hand down his pants and pulled out his cock, his other hand pulling his(Fords)pajama pants down slightly. Ford had stared in shock as Bill, possessing Ford, hummed and said

"Damn, 6 inches, he is packing" Ford was utterly confused, but once again, froze, when Bill, without hesitation, just grabbed Ford's cock and pulled it out

"Mhm...girthy to-hah~.." Ford(Bill-)moaned when he had started to gently rub it, Ford just watched, not knowing whether to be disgusted, disturbed, or in disbelief, but he was definitely disturbed..

For the next hour or so, Bill, in Ford's body, just walked around, almost killing Ford about...12 times, until Ford and Bill made an agreement. It was after the 12th time Bill almost got Ford off the boat

"WAIT WAIT! W-what do you want?!"

"...want?..." Bill asked?(idk)as he turned back to Ford's ghost. Bill didn't really know what he wanted..until he thought about it for a second

"You"

"M-me?" Ford asked in confusion

"Yes sixer, i want you...I wanna be like we used to.." Ford scoffed at that

"Like we used to be"? Please, tha-"

"Ford please, I know I used you, but the feelings were real, I miss the way you'd always find ways to cuddle me.." Even though it was weird...Ford could see the sadness in...his eyes, as Bill, possessing his body, stared at him, with desperation

"..tomorrow night we can figure it out..just...let me have my body back and...I'll think about it" Ford answered, and with that, Ford and Bill switched. Ford, being back in his body, just went to bed, not bothering to even check his. The next day, when Stan and Ford were fishing, Stan made a comment on seeing blood on Ford's neck, causing Ford to leave to the bathroom for a bit to fix it, he also felt his shirt wet, so he took that off, and what did he see?...

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^^ I'm too lazy to finish the rest of the drawing and draw abs- but uh...yw^^

[aventurasdeunatortuga]

Sunday, July 21st

Last full day of this trip.

I managed to actually very easily change my train tickets back to Seoul for this morning and booked a last minute hotel. The train journey was very quick and seamless.

I had wanted to go back to my original hotel in Seoul but it was all booked up, so I found one sort of nearby but didn’t realize until after I booked it that it was a capsule hotel, where you basically get an 8x4 wooden box with a little door on the end, the box sits on a shelf with 8 other boxes per room. The hotel itself was honestly one of the worst I’ve ever been to, not the worst, but definitely up there in the top 5. At least there was proper ventilation and air conditioning is all I can say. Bathroom was definitely very scary.

After putting my things in my weird little wooden box on a shelf I went out to _____ market to go try to find a suitcase. I have bought way too much stuff here, more than I’ve ever bought on any other trip before, so I got a whole separate suitcase.

Then I went over to Myeongdong and though I’d been to that neighborhood plenty of times I somehow didn’t realize there is a big shopping street there that I ended up on. I went there to go get my haircut.

I hate getting haircuts so I almost never get them and then my hair gets really long and damaged. Korea does beauty and hair salons like no one else, so I told the stylist to give me whatever style she thought was best. She told me she was going to cut it short and I said I was okay with that but was still shocked when without even looking she lopped off a good 5-6 inches of hair.

She did a fantastic job and it turned out really well. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy with a haircut.

After that I got some dinner. I love Korean Barbecue but they serve such huge portions it’s usually best to not go alone, a lot of barbecue restaurants here will actually turn you away if you’re eating alone. My first night here I found a place that served small portions, and I was able to get barbecue again with a girl I met on a group tour another day, but today I was all by myself and they served huge portions. I was surprised they didn’t turn me away, I was fully expecting them to. The staff were laughing after I ordered. I was very determined though and managed to eat it all.

The last thing I did was go up to Namsan Tower, it’s a huge tower on a hill on the outskirts of town that has the best view of Seoul. They had a little outdoor elevator / escalator that took you up to the bottom of the second hill, from there you take a cablecar up to the top. It was gorgeous. They light it up different colors depending on the air quality that day, red/orange/yellow for poor, green for average, blue for good, and purple if BTS is doing a concert 😂

I took the cablecar/elevator back down to the ground but even though it was only about 1km back to the metro and my hotel it took me nearly an hour and a half. I don’t know why but today my feet just started hurting so badly. It was also still really hot despite being nighttime so I might’ve been experiencing a bit of heat stroke as well. When I finally got back to my little drawer hotel my feet were literally bleeding from blisters.

Until tomorrow,