#but it's funny so imma let it slide

[laiiaaa]

THANK YOU VERY MUCH — CARMEN BERZATTO

summary You pay Carmen a visit after a busy night to give your thanks...with a little extra love.

length 3.1k

contents MINORS DNI, smut, lots of kissing, some heavy petting, oral sex (m!receiving), semi-public sex sorry Richie, soooooo much praise, teasing, a glimpse of subby Carm make brain go brrrrrr, fluffy ending bc he’s a cutie pie, imma be fr...he splooges in your mouth…in his office…after hours…don’t look at me ik it’s FILTHY!!!…apologies to the church it’s not my fault he’s a SLUT

Carmen’s sitting hunched over his desk in a mess of paperwork when Richie barges in.

“Your girl’s here,” he almost sighs, holding the door open as you walk in, all smiles and a Thanks, Richie slipping past your lips before he nods, shooting Carmen a look emphasized with a pointed finger: “No funny business back here, alright? ‘Cause I’ll fuckin’ know.”

When he walks away, you shut the door and lock it. Stupid fuckin’ lock, Carmen thinks, knowing that it’s mostly for show. He can’t remember the last time it actually worked. But he smiles back at you, turning his chair around when you peek over your shoulder after the fact anyway, his skin tingling with anticipation of feeling you in his arms again.

You carefully drop your bag on the floor and leave your jacket on the desk as you walk over to him, standing between his spread legs as he sits up. Your fingers tangle in his hair, voice syrupy sweet when his hands wrap around your thighs just below the hem of your skirt. “Hi, Bear.”

He looks up at you with his chin resting below your navel. An after hours haze comes over him, muscles sore and eyes heavy, and he swears you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. “Hey, baby,” he drawls, letting you play with his hair a moment longer before bringing one hand to gently lift your top just a few inches, pressing gentle kisses to the exposed skin, trailing right to your waistband to leave heated butterflies frenzied in your stomach. “Missed you a lot today…”

“Yeah?” You tug at his strands to get his attention again and lower yourself to straddle his hips. “Stressful day?”

His palms slide from your waist to your hips, pawing at your ass while he presses kisses to your jaw. “Yeah, just busy…‘n T was in a mood, so…” He trails off, too occupied with soaking in your perfume, your heavy breaths when he drags his teeth against your pulse.

“Carm?” you start, massaging his shoulders and moving to squeeze at his biceps—fuck, his arms, you just wanna…mm. You pry a groan from his throat and it only makes you want him more. “Lemme help you unwind, hm?…” 

One hand urges him to lift his gaze before you take his lips in a kiss, his hands making their way beneath the fabric of your shirt to feel skin to skin. It’s sweet, and it’s sultry, the way you kiss him, like you want him to unravel between your fingertips as you thumb at the knots in his shoulders. He’s not so sure he’d mind, what with the way you’re already turning his brain to mush with just a few cants of your hips against his. 

“Baby,” he breathes, “You don’t—you don’t have to…”

“I want to, though…” You’re nearly whining into his mouth. “You do so much for me, Carmy…”

“I, uh—” he laughs sheepishly, neck and face flushed and breath turning shallow— “I dunno ‘bout that—”

“C’mon, Bear—” you quiet your voice, leaning down close by his ear while a hand cups the opposite side of his face— “You cook for me all the time…” His fingers tease at the hem of your top again, and you peck his jaw. “You never let me lift a finger, and you always hold me…”

He sighs when your nails scratch at the tuft of hair behind his ear, head lolling into the back of the chair, eyes shut as his hands wander up your shirt dangerously close to your breasts. 

“And you make me feel so—” you drag your teeth along the shell of his ear, and put more weight against his hips, and he’s barely keeping himself calm— “so good—”

“Shhhhit—” he squeezes you tight to keep you from grinding against him again— “Richie’s just outside, baby, gotta be careful…”

“I don’t care…” Putting him in a trance, you carefully remove your top and let it fall to the floor, a pleased breath escaping when he grabs at you. “I’ve been missing you all day, y’know?”

“Yeah?” His chest is already heaving in anticipation, and it’s like he’s a virgin, cock half hard and throbbing just at the sight of bare skin he craves to kiss. “Me too, baby…”

You snake a hand down his stomach to palm him through his jeans while smiling like a minx. “And I miss your cock, Carmy—”

“Shhhhit—” he plants his hand on your mouth, and it’s painfully hard to ignore how he just twitched in his jeans— “The fuck’re you doin’?” 

You pout when he hesitantly uncovers your mouth. Feeling up his arms again, biting at your lip, you sigh. “Just showin’ my appreciation…”

He huffs, runs a hand through his hair with his eyes closed. “O-Okay, fuck…” 

How is he supposed to say no when you’re sat all pretty and topless in his lap? That wouldn’t be fair, now, would it? 

“Fuck, okay—” he looks you in the eye, brows furrowed and desperate for you like you always know he is— “We gotta be quiet, though, baby, alright?” A sweet kiss, slow and with his hands holding your face. “Gotta be quiet.”

You giggle into one last smooch. “Fine by me.” You shrug and shuffle out of his lap, sat on your heels in front of spread knees, mouth watering and eyes blown with lust as you brush your hands along his thighs.

He watches you carefully as you undress him: unbuttoning his jeans, opening his fly, looking up at him all sweet when you need him to lift his hips. By the time the denim pools around his ankles his cock is weeping pre and soaking through his briefs. 

“Oh, Carm,” you coo, kissing up and along his inner thighs past a tattoo of your name, leaving him reeling, “Why didn’t you tell me you’re so worked up?” You trail your fingers beneath the hem while lending hot kisses over the fabric, and he groans a little too loud for someone who was just worried about being caught. “I would’ve helped you.”

“F-Fuck you,” he laughs, leaning back into the chair with an arm cast over his forehead to try and calm himself the best he can when you’re breathing on his cock and peeling sticky briefs down his legs.

His dick is throbbing by the time you free it, threatening to stain his white tee, and you’re practically drooling into his lap as you wrap your hand around the base of it. It’s thick, it has your thighs pressing together and tongue going slick, and you can hardly connect your middle finger and thumb.

A breath hisses through his teeth and you hum to yourself. “Mmmm, you’re so big, Carmy.” But you notice he’s not looking at you, and you pause. “C’mon, you gotta watch.”

He squeezes his eyes shut and sighs. 

“If you want me to suck it—” wet, slobbery kisses trail from his base up toward his cherry red tip as you pump him slowww, spreading pre down his shaft— “You could at least open your eyes a little, hm?”

And oh, what a sight he is when he obliges: cheeks flushed, brows drawn tight together, golden brown curls made a mess, bottom lip barred behind teeth, preening over the look of your lips glossy with spit. He thinks he could come in record time. 

You smile up at him sweetly. “There he is…” And before he can blink you’re taking him into your mouth, down far enough to touch your lips to your hand, down far enough to have him groaning. 

“Holy shit, baby—” he moans, a sound that makes you dizzy, “Oh, fuck…” His head lolls back again, exposing a bobbing Adam’s apple as he gulps down a breath, a hand of his brushing low and past dark thick curls before squeezing the fabric of his tee and revealing his happy trail. 

You pull your mouth up on his cock and swirl your tongue around his tip to hear him whimper—whimper, all drawn out and whiny like he can’t get enough—before you let go completely, holding him by the base and watching a trail of spit and pre connect his slit to your tongue. 

“Jesus fuck—…” He bites into his fist, a pained look on his face but with lust-blown eyes. What’d he do to deserve you? “So fuckin’ sexy, baby…”

You smile and kiss his tip. “ ‘Cause I love having you in my mouth…”

A heady breath accompanies another rush of blood beneath your hands. “Yeah?”

“Mmmmm ‘f course, Carmy…” You drag your lips back down to his base and flatten your tongue to lick a stripe to the top, prodding his tip past your plush lips before smooching it again. “You have the prettiest cock…” You gather a glob of spit and Carmen can’t peel his eyes off of it as it drips…down from your glossy lips…down onto the beating head…before the words “Thank you for letting me suck it…” fall breathlessly off your tongue.

That makes his hips buck up and a moan slip past stifled by a hand over his mouth. “Fuck, baby, you’re gonna make me come—”

You squeeze the soaked base of him, taunting with a feigned frown. “But I just got started…”

“Y-Yeah,” he heaves, “That’s the problem…”

You pump his cock slow with a tight fist how he likes it, grinning as your free hand snakes up his thigh; his breath hitches, and he starts to think he’s dreaming when you grab for the hand by his navel and bring it atop your head. He smooths it over your hair a few times as he releases choppy breaths, makes a face to ask Are you sure? He doesn’t expect you to hum against his tip, sending a vibration down his cock to make him choke on nothing before you murmur, “Do whatever you want…” kissing and licking along his shaft as your hand twists around his tip, “Wanna make you feel good…”

“You are, baby…” He tugs gently on your hair and guides your mouth back to where he needs you. “Like a—” you wrap your lips around him again, and even with his hands in your hair his head rears back— “Fuck, yeah, just like that—like a fuckin’ angel—”

It’s filthy, and it’s messy and wet and dirty, the way you let him fuck into your mouth, his feet planted on the ground and pushing the back of the chair against the desk, your hands pressing into the sinew of his thighs to keep steady. “God, you’re so fuckin’ good—so fuckin’ good for me, baby—”

And you’re practically dripping in your panties, doing as best you can to relieve some of that pulse between your thighs by grinding your cunt into your heels, too caught up in Carmen’s moans to think too much about the fact you’re in his office choking on his dick because it feels so good, and he looks beautifully euphoric, eyes squeezing shut every few seconds, neck flushed crimson above a gasping chest. 

You hollow your cheeks around him and he thrusts only halfway, the added suction too much to take all the way down to your throat. “Shhhit, suckin’ me so nice—so fuckin’ gorgeous—makin’ me wanna—” but you push away from his dick, drool-smeared lips curling into a smile. He wets his lips as his chest rises and falls at the loss of release. He thinks you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen like this, all messy and covered in spit and pre with tears marring the makeup around your eyes. “Fuck me,” he groans, exasperated as he leans back into the chair and brings his hands up to his forehead. 

You sit up a bit and put more weight into your knees. You keep one hand languidly stroking his cock while the other grips his tee and pulls him forward, crashing into your lips so he can taste himself. His hands quickly take up your jaw, holding you firm against his lips to let him dip his tongue into your mouth and deepen the kiss. Your neck is craned, and his back is hunched over, but with the way you keep your hand away from his throbbing tip has him groaning for more. 

“You gotta be quiet, Carm,” you murmur before he just kisses you again anyway. 

“Can’t—” you squeeze his dick when you near his head at that— “hah, fuck—can’t be quiet when your mouth ‘s on me like that—”

You push against his sternum to send him leaning back into the chair, and his head starts spinning with want. “Figure it out then—” another kiss to his weeping cock, just as sexy as the last ten times as you thumb at his slit— “or I’m not gonna fuck you when we get home.”

“Shit,” he hisses to himself, lifting his hips to move them closer to your mouth. He likes this side of you, knowing what you want and a little demanding, a smirk poking at the corners of your mouth when you command things of him you’ll make sure he can’t fulfill. Maybe he should fuck you in the office more often. 

He doesn’t get to ponder it too long, though, because you’ve already taken him into your mouth again, both hands now gripping at the base while your tongue laps at his slit like you’re begging for him to spill into your mouth. His knuckles turn white as he grips the arm rests of the chair, and he bites down hard into his bottom lip to stifle a moan loud enough to be heard all the way at the front door. 

“I needa come, baby—” you leave your hands on his thighs as you take him all the way in, his tip prodding at the back of your throat— “Fuck—!” He thrusts up into your mouth and realizes too late how fucking loud he is—how loud all of it is, what with you gagging and moaning as you try to get some sense of release while milking his dick for all he’s worth, the sighs of pleasure that slip off his tongue no matter how hard he tries, the wet sounds from your mouth every time he bucks his hips out of the chair. 

“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck,” he groans, a hand coming to the top of your head again to slow you so as not to let him finish too quick. “Baby—ah, fuckmmmmfuck baby, please—” He feels it churning in his gut all the way to his cock: that band stretching and stretching and threatening to snap, growing tighter and tighter every time your lips smooth over his head and your tongue laps at the frenulum. “Baby lemme—shit, lemme come down your throat please, baby—”

As soon as he begs it of you you’re moaning an affirmation, locking eyes with him for a split second before they shut again with ecstasy. He snaps with a stuttered thrust into your mouth, palms pressed hard into the arm rests as he chokes out your name as hushed as he can manage. “Fuck, pretty—” his release, bitter and salty, shoots into your mouth with a groan so guttural you feel it in your cunt.

The shift of his hips slows from a thrust to a meager cant, overstimulation crawling up his spine as you continue milking him. “Shit,” he huffs, arms going limp and jaw going slack. “Slow down, baby…needa—needa calm down…f-fffuck…” He watches as you slowly drag your lips up to the tip of his cock to clean him of his cum, another groan easing by at the sight. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, baby—” You’re giggling and pressing soft kisses to his thighs, and all he can do is tilt his head back and shut his eyes to try and recover. 

You wait less than a minute before you’re hounding on him again, thrumming with success and the thought of him fucking you when he brings you home. “How was it?” You ask the question sheepishly, smiling up at him and wiping spit from your lips like you don’t know how much you’ve just wrecked him.

He wills himself to sit back up again. “How was it?” He smiles back, heart warm. “Baby—” he cups your face all sweet how he is after sex, muscles pliant and brain dizzy with aftershocks of pleasure— “You’re fuckin’ incredible, y’know that right?”

You shrug despite your daze. “Obviously. You came in my mouth like a virgin.”

“Shut up,” he sighs, lips perking up into a reluctant smile. His thumbs brush along your cheekbones with adoration. “Your fault for bein’ so sexy.”

A precious kiss to your forehead, one that has your eyes slipping closed before his nose nudges past yours and he seizes your mouth in a searing kiss, one that’s built on passion and lust and appreciation and awe. Your palms sit beneath his elbows and he smiles into it, flushing when he tastes himself on your tongue but kissing you that much deeper when he does. 

There’s one last sweet peck before he says, “You’re perfect. Thank you.” Another between your brows and to each cheek before he grabs your shirt, crumpled beside the chair, and hands it to you. He lets you dress yourself while he fits his half-hard dick back into his briefs and stands to pull his jeans over his hips, wiping tacky hands down on the denim. It’ll do. 

He helps you get back up and ease your sore knees back into working condition before the door knob rattles. Both of you freeze. 

“Cousin!” A hand bangs hard on the door.

You and Carmen lock eyes. “Shit,” he hisses, looking down and fumbling with his fly. You panic only half-heartedly, the other half laughing at Carmen’s struggle. 

“Cousin!” Richie calls again, shaking the door, “You fuckers better not’ve been doin’ what—” 

Just like Carmen should’ve seen coming, the lock stops working and the door swings open as he’s buttoning his pants. 

Richie catches him and his expression drops. “Oh, you son ‘f a—” he seems to catch your smudged mascara and lip gloss— “Oh, God—” He grimaces and steps away from the doorway with his hands on his head. “In the fuckin’ office, Cousin? Are you kiddin’ me?”

Carmen figures you don’t care enough to bother with the complaints, because you’re shooting him a smile and tugging on his arm to lead him right past Richie. And he’s more than happy to follow behind, a stupidly lovedrunk smile on his face. What he’s got in mind for you when you get home—perhaps a polite thank you of his own—will be worth the headache tomorrow morning.

[toxicanonymity]

i had dream about this lol. reader is naive/innocent/virgin, they know about sex but not much about masturbation. reader tells joel that they’ve been having this problem at night (usually) where they get all hot and achey down there. joel’s like well i know a way you can fix that feeling!! hopefully this isn’t too outrageous, i just love perv!joel lololll

Aches

900 / Joel x virgin!Reader / joel master

✨ prequel: fires | sequel: thoughts

WARNINGS: I8+ mdni, big girthy age gap (20/50s) only one sleeping bag. fingering, grinding. mention of Joel being a girl dad.

You can't sleep.  You scoot your lower body forward and away from Joel's crotch.  

"You okay, sweetie?" 

Not really, but you don't know how to talk to him about it.  You’ve been sharing a sleeping bag with Joel after yours was lost in a scuffle.  Joel's is big enough for both of you, but barely.  You’re settled in against him with your head on his bicep trying to get to sleep, but he was poking into you again, and it makes you ache.  The feeling between your legs is so distracting, so overwhelming you can't sleep.  

It seizes you and won’t let you relax, but you don’t know what to do about it.  You’re a grown woman, of course you’ve tingled before, felt the warmth between your legs, thought about sex, hoped to have it one day.  But this aching, throbbing feeling worries you.  It’s so beyond anything you’ve ever felt before.  It's extreme and sometimes it hurts. You worry something has happened to you from sleeping so rough, not having the right products people used to have for their periods.

The feeling is at its worst when his dick gets hard and presses up against you.  That makes you suspect it's sexual. But you never learned how to get yourself off, and it's too late now.

"Um, yeah," you whisper. "I'm okay."

You squirm uncomfortably and dig a hand between your legs just to stay there.  

"What's wrong honey?" 

You sigh. "I just feel funny, that's all. You can't help. It's girl stuff."

"Now, hold on. Gimme some credit. I was a girl dad remember?  You havin' cramps?"  He gently rubs your lower belly, making the throbbing between your legs even worse.  

"No, not like that," you groan.  

He lifts his head up and gets more serious. "What's goin' on, sweetie? Where's it hurt?" 

Your face burns as you start to try to tell him. "In the front between my legs." 

His breath hitches.  "What's it feel like?" 

"It just aches and tingles and feels like a lot of pressure." 

He inhales deeply. "Anything else that goes with it?"

"I get wet," you say. "But I don't think it's like normal. This is really a lot, and I'm afraid something's wrong." 

He's quiet for a moment. "Nothin's wrong with you, baby," he murmurs. "Imma try somethin', okay? Tell me if this makes it worse or better."

"Okay." You're desperate.  Plus, you've been traveling with him for weeks and you're past the point of modesty.

He nestles in behind you and grinds his hard cock into your ass. "Worse or better?" 

"Worse, worse." 

"Okay, now we know what the problem is. It's just tension, baby. Built up pressure. Your body's reactin' to mine."

"Okay. . ."

"Just gotta relieve that pressure. It's okay, we all do it. I can give ya some space if ya want" 

Your heart rate speeds up.  He must assume you know how. "I don't do that," you whisper. 

"Ya gotta. Not gonna go away on its own, sweetie."

"I never figured out how. maybe something's wrong with me"

"Nothin's wrong with ya sweetie." He's quiet for a moment then he strokes your abdomen reassuringly. His hand finds yours between your legs. "Want some help?" He asks. 

"Um, alright." 

You move your hand out of the way and Joel's replaces it, first feeling you over your underwear. He whistles silently when he feels how wet you are. Then he slides his hand into your waistband.  "This okay?"

"Yeah." 

He backs up and urges you to lie down flat on your back.  His hand wedges between your thighs and you move them apart, making space. He watches you watch his hand. He bypasses your clit to wetten his fingers with your arousal. "This okay?" He asks and you nod. 

His middle finger prods at your entrance "can I go in?"  You nod again. 

He scoots up and presses his hard cock into your hip as he swirls his finger, then inserts it to the first knuckle and your mouth falls open with the intrusion. "Real tight," he mutters. 

"What's that mean?"

"Nothin', baby."

He proceeds to insert his whole finger, then adds another.  He slides his fingers through your folds then finds your clit and begins to rub wet circles. "Tell me when it feels right," he says. 

He tries a few angles, speeds, and techniques until one really hits the spot and you say "that."

"Good girl." 

He rubs you just how you like. "Now if you wanna touch your nipple or somethin', sometimes that helps, too." 

You slide a hand under your shirt and lightly caress your breast. You feel your lower belly heating up, you're getting more tense but also feeling so good with his hand between your legs.  He grinds himself into you as he fingers you and watches your spine begin to arch. 

"Come on, sweetie. Let it happen."

You whine from the pressure. "Joel, I - I don't know how"

"Sure ya do, baby just let go, let it happen," his voice is soothing and low. 

You whine again and pinch your eyes shut. 

"I know baby, you're almost there;" 

A few more strokes and you see stars.  You ride massive waves of pleasure and relief. It feels so good you cry. 

"Shhh, it's okay, baby. I got you."  He caresses your face. "You're okay, I got you, sweetie." He presses a kiss to your temple.

SEQUEL: Thoughts

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Thank you so much for reading. I always love your comments 🥹🙏

If you're into innocent readers, there's more where this came from. . . My ongoing series Left in Lincoln has an innocent, naive, virgin reader. And my master list has a virgin section lol.

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[energ00n]

since no one else is providing context: Prowl, in basically all incarnations (most notably in IDW), is a cop/enforcer that worked in Iacon before the war. He's logic-driven, similar to Shockwave- he was very much disliked by several of the corrupt cops because he wouldn't let corruption slide if he saw it. People make jokes about war crime Prowl because, during the war, Prowl often devised plans based on chances of success rather than impact on troops/enemies or anything else. If it would help the Autobots, he planned it out with almost brutal precision. TFA Prowl is, alternatively, a draft dodger. A funny thing about both of these continuities is that one of his most popular ships is with Jazz, which may be why people are asking about him now. We don't know a lot about TF1 Prowl, but I've seen a lot of people making him similar to his IDW self but less intense. These questions may be asking what Prowl would be like as a logic-driven mech, which Prime he would work under, etc etc

Oooooohhhhhhhh now this is super helpful, I kinda got the idea that he was somewhat cold and calculated type character but never knew he was a COP like damn. I’m also aware of the jazzprowl ship but like…. Imma be so real I like Jazz too much to ship him with a character I’m not that into, not even prowl’s character design is giving me anything to work with, I mistook him for ratchet like twice in TFO

Here’s a fun fact tho, Prowl was suggested to me very early on during the AU development to be a love rival to D-16, Aka he was supposed to be shipped with Orion. I might still use the scenario of how he came to the story so don’t ask me about the where’s and the how’s

[jojomiwbvb6]

Author's note: I thought this blurb up tonight and knew you guys will eat it up bc bitch, me too. (Yes the title is inspired by INK, but it fits)

The Shower Scene

Warnings: this is a work of fiction. NSFW, MDNI. Smut (18+) Swearing, voyeurism, descriptive, masturbation

Part 2 / Part 3

You had a long day on tour. Load-in was exhausting. Every time you turned around, at least one mechanism had a glitch or a cable went haywire. At least 2 malfunctions during the concert that they spent 10 minutes fixing. By the time load-out commenced, you were flat on your face and crawling to the bus.

The Bad Omens bus was as homey and fun as they could make it on the road. Tomorrow they had a day off in Denver, Colorado, and decided to venture the city for the day. As the bus pulled up to their nightly hotel, the crew, including you, and the band gathered their bags and got ready to depart the bus.

"Dude, I'm so ready to lay in that goddamn bed, I'm so fuckin' tired," Ruffilo commented.

"Fuck yeah, Albuquerque fucked me up." Folio responded.

"I'm gonna take the hottest fucking shower. The devil himself wouldn't be able to take the heat." You said.

This earned a chuckle from a few of the guys around you.

Noah walked up behind his bandmates. His face was calm, devoid of having any idea of what he could be thinking. He briefly ran his eyes over you, quickly looking away into the shadows.

Noah was always so cool, calm, and collected. He was so talented and funny and so, so fine. Of course you would never tell him how much you would say yes to him bending you over if he asked for it.

--

Holding your key in hand, you walk down the stale smelling hallway until you reach your door. You slide the key card into the slot, the door clicks, and you let yourself in.

You're looking at the floor before observing the room, rolling your suitcase into the door. You notice the light is already on and-- "oh my fucking god dude, you scared the shit out of me!"

Noah smirks and gives you a laugh. "Good,"

You blush, and quickly look for something else to look at.

"I know that normally we wouldn't room together," he paused, maybe noticing I was holding my breath. But he continued, "But the hotel was short a room, and we got stuck together last minute." He stopped again.

You nodded, trying to act like you normally do.

"If you're uncomfortable..." He began to say, unsure.

"No, Noah. Not at all. We bunk in the same bus. It's not like we're sleeping together."

There was a small silence that carried on slightly too long.

"Mmm. So, Imma take a shower," you said, ending the conversation with the man you were desperately trying not to want for the sake of your job.

You enter the bathroom, stepping out of your clothes. The door locked behind you, you stare at it and begin to overthink. The tension in your stomach gets you hot when you get the idea. You slowly unlock the door, slowly and silently turning the door handle and leaving the door cracked just a little.

The hot water hits your skin, steam rising into the air. You look at the door, there's nothing there. You shrug. It wouldn't work anyway, there's no way he's even gonna notice.

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Noah looks down at his phone.

Hey, come get a drink downstairs, we at the bar.

The text from Davis lights up his phone. He texted back,

Yup be down in a minute dude.

Noah gets up from his bed and makes his way to the door, approaching the bathroom. He slows his tracks. Noticing that you had accidentally left the door cracked, Noah reaches out and goes to close the door. He looks up and just by accident, he gets a glimpse of the whole side of you.

You're closing your eyes, caressing yourself with the soap running down your breasts and to your hips. Everything all on display.

He knows that he should look away from you, but my God, the way your hands rub at your skin, his breath hitches and he's glued to his position.

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After a few minutes of showering, you'd given up the small ounce of hope you had that your nasty fantasy faded and you began to really take a shower.

You applied the soap to your chest and stomach, rubbing the loofah against your skin. You scrubbed at your legs, and then when you glanced up, you almost didn't catch the tall silhouette in the shadow of the hotel room behind him. You did a double take, to make sure he was what you were seeing, and he was.

Your breath picked up. Smirking, you bit your lip and turned away from him. He didn't need to speak, and neither did you. He didn't have to know that you saw him, if he couldn't tell you did. No one in the band or crew needed to know he was in that door frame looking at your wet, naked body. And it's what you wanted.

You began to make every movement you made sexually charged. Pulling your hands over your breasts, you tugged on your nipples. Your fingers caressed and played with your breasts, rubbing the soap into them.

Dragging your fingers down to your navel, you squirmed. How much of a show did you want to give Noah? You decided you wanted him to remember just how hot you got with him standing there.

Not yet looking at him, you turn your back to the door. Rubbing your hands into your ass cheeks, gripping and spreading them only slightly. You bent over as you did this, sure to give him a little sneak peak of what you want him to see very soon.

You see his silhouette shift in the door over your shoulder, just knowing you have him right where you want him.

You turn around, finally letting your hand slide further down, and leaning against the back shower wall, you raise your leg to the ledge of the bath. You finally allow him your gaze and look at him completely as you spread your legs and sink your fingers into yourself, letting a small moan fall from your mouth.

You hear a quiet "Fuck," from the doorway and see his long, tatted fingers grip the door frame, revealing his presence from the shadows.

"Mm. I knew you were there," you said very quietly. He gave no response. You didn't look at him, continuing your movements into your pussy and letting Noah drink in every stroke and buck into your hand.

You continued to fuck onto your hand, gaining confidence under his silent watch. You turned your back to him again, bending over and putting your entire pussy on display for his viewing pleasure. Reaching underneath you, you begin rubbing yourself at a fast pace, small moans falling out of your mouth. You buck back on your hand again when you sink two fingers into yourself. You see Noah's fingers gripping the trim and more of his hand appears from the dark.

You gave him another treat by moaning "fuckkkk," and crying out. You swear you hear a growl from the doorway. The hand falls, palming a desperate hard on, but there's no way he wants what he is seeing to stop.

This was way too hot.

You took your fingers from your heat and placed them in your mouth, looking directly at the doorway. Dragging your hand over your pussy again, you finally lock eyes with his dangerous glinting eyes in the dark.

You insert a finger. "Oh, fuck," you smirk and tease as you talk. You look away, and pretending Noah isn't even there, you put in another finger. "Mmm..." And one more finger, you're brave enough to sigh, "Noahhh..."

At that, he storms into the bathroom. It's no longer a "secret" that he was standing there. His eyes are wicked and wild with a starving desire and he doesn't even hide the hard rise in his sweats. You're so hot and wet already, but it makes you tremble that he's here and has his eyes on your spread heat.

"Fuck..." You trail, gasping through your self assault that you didn't even stop when he surprised you with his barging in. You gasp, a moan coming out through your sentence. "Don't speak. Don't do anything. Just watch me, Noah. Fucking watch me... Please."

He does as you ask. He latches and locks the bathroom door, leaning back on the sink. Noah doesn't say a word. He doesn't touch himself, but his eyes feast on every single inch of you that's available to him.

You continue to touch and tease your body. Your fingers move faster and your heat is wetter with his presence in the room. Your moans are quiet but just loud enough for his ears. You see him run his eyes down your body with a slow lick of his lips.

Under his gaze, your fingers begin to move faster and your gasps come quicker. You're curling your fingers against that spot inside you, arching your back and giving him the best show possible.

"Ah, ah, ah," you chant, "Noah, fuck," you give to him, earning a small and satisfactory "mm." From Noah.

Your eyes roll back. Your hands are making your head spin and your stomach clench under his eyes as you rub your clit and bite your lip. His eyes never give way and stay locked on you. Sparks shoot through your body and your gasps never end. You see stars, your juices flowing down your legs. You're crumpled against the wall and panting.

Noah doesn't speak. He gives you one last burning, hot look, soaking the whole sight and everything that just happened into his mind.

He smirks at you, unlocks the door, and without saying a single word to you, he leaves the bathroom.

--

Noah. Dude. Thought you were coming down?

Text from Davis again.

Sorry man, I accidentally passed out for a minute. Be right there.

[tgmsunmontue]

PROMPT EIGHT - "Top Secret"

8th December 2024

                Jake has been out to the hangar plenty of times now, but he’s not here to look at the pretty bikes or the prettier plane. He’s here for his definite on-again for good this time boyfriend, who for some reason is absolutely smashed. Maverick had mumbled something about a bottle of whiskey meant for Bradley’s 21st, and he grimaces when he spies an almost empty bottle.

                Fucking hell.

                They’re meant to be mature and responsible.

                Than again, it involves Maverick, so mature and responsible always have different values when he’s around. He waves off Javy, thanks him for the ride, because someone has to drive Bradley’s fucking gas-guzzling monstrosity back home, and he sure as hell won’t let it be Bradley.

                “Hangman. Thanks for coming. He’s uh…” Maverick turns toward the sofa where Bradley is lying, passed out cold, nose in the air and mouth open, gentle snores coming every few seconds. He knows he’s got it bad, because he feels soft about the view, rather than anything else.

                “Yeah. I’ve got him.”

                “I know you do.”

                He accepts the easy approval and acceptance, knows Maverick had some hesitance about him and Bradley being together, and with their history he guesses it’s understandable he was wary in the beginning. But it’s also all in their past now, and Jake would like to think he’s grown and matured and knows a good thing when he has it. He kneels down beside Bradley, shakes his shoulder gently and wonders if he should get a bucket.

                “Bradley… I’m here to take you home.”

                “No… don’t want to.”

                “Bradley, Hangman came all this way. He’s going to drive you home and you need to go with him.”

                “I don’t wanna…”

                “Then I guess I’ll just take the car, seeing as I’ve been dropped off.”

                “No!”

                Jake smirks at Maverick, because there’s nothing like threatening to part Bradley from his Bronco that doesn’t prod him in the right direction.

                “Come on then. Up with you…”

                He slips an arm around Bradley’s waist as he pulls him up to standing, is amused when Bradley tries to pull himself together, tugging his shirt down from where it had gather around his torso and twisting away from Jake slightly. He’s swaying though and Jake slides his arm back around, doesn’t want to need to head to critical care rather than home.

                “I have a boyfriend you know, so no... inna... imma... propiate… Uh... No funny business.”

                “No funny business. I promise,” Jake says, can’t help but be amused. Surely Bradley recognizes him. “Is he hot?”

                “Who?”

                “Your boyfriend.”

                “So hot. You kind of look like him. A little bit. He’s hotter.”

                Jake snorts, lets Bradley grab his chin and stare at his face intently; glances over to Maverick who is biting a knuckle and grinning around it, eyes squeezed tight with amusement and effort to not laugh out loud.

                “Yeah? I'll take the compliment, seeing as he's so hot and all.”

                “Mmm. Where are you taking me?”

                “Home.”

                “Oh. Okay,” Bradley says, frowning.

                “Here…” Maverick says, and he’s holding out a bucket and four large bottles of water wrapped in plastic and Jake accepts it with an eyeroll. At least it’s Bradley’s car and not his. The two of them work together at getting Bradley into the Bronco, having to do up his seatbelt with how much Bradley’s fingers keep fumbling.

                “Good luck with him tomorrow…” Maverick says and Jake wrinkles his nose, because yeah, hungover Bradley is not fun. He gets in and double checks Bradley hasn’t undone his seatbelt, or moved the bucket Maverick put between his legs. He waves to Maverick as they drive off, and he takes it easy. It’s the middle of the night, no traffic on these roads and it’s quiet and calm.

                “Wanna know a secret?” Bradley asks, and Jake turns to look at him briefly, not that he can see much in the darkness of the car.

                “Sure.”

                “You have to promise not to tell anyone. It's top secret.”

                “Sure. I promise,” Jake agrees, amused. Wonders what secret thing Bradley is going to share that he can hold over him for the next few days.

                “I'm going to marry him.”

                Oh. Well. Okay then.

                “Your boyfriend?”

                “Yep. Got a ring and everything.”

                “Do you now?”

                “Yep.”

                “What if he says no?” Jake asks, because he is nothing if not a shit stirrer and also Bradley is telling this to someone he thinks is a complete stranger.

                “He... What? Why would he say no?”

                Something fierce and proud courses through him then, knowing that even in this state Bradley knows how much Jake loves him. Sure, he might not recognise Jake, but he still knows that Jake loves him. Even when he’s a drunk idiot.

                “He won't say no Bradley...”

                “Good. Cause I love him.”

                “Yeah, he loves you too.”

[anoopsiedaisie]

My Fionna and Cake episode 7&8 tangent

Lets start it off with the score. 20/20 it was fantastic. my stupid theory post will happen eventually, and I will ABSOLUTELY TALK ABOUT PETRIGROF

The star - Cake thinking Fionna was upset cause her fling died was silly, Fionna was clearly upset before about the candy people. The fight with the vampires was funny but intense, I love how Cake and Fionna care a lot about eachother. Also why does Simon know what holy water taste like. Pb and "Star" was so cute, and I was so right when I talked about us getting more Bubbline on tiktok (Tiktok account is not linked anywhere btw) The vampire world is super sad though, cause they had really been eating for so long, that a potential thousands of people died. Marshall and Gary really lit up the episode from the sadness once again, Gary's tangents of his candy kingdom are so cute. AND HIS HAMBO THINGY IN HIS CAR. Marten and baby Finn are so cute, I wanna legit cry cause HES MEANT TO BE A GOOD DAD BUT HES SO STUPID IN THE OG UNIVERSE. Also imma say this now, Prismo gets in trouble for breaking the rules once and ignoring a few beeps, BUT Scarab ignores several beeps and his entire job and doesn't get in trouble, that boss better have a good reason. Second date (potentially) and Marshall already introducing his boyfriend to his mom, damn. Marshall's mom matches og Hunson perfectly somehow, duche parent club. And Marshall's little blush of embarrassment from his mom acting all weird infront of Gary. Billy's corpse is messed up, like reall messed up, and the reminder of how tall he is is also crazy. I was also wondering the entire time if Pb was human in this universe until she bit off half her arm basically. The Star's outfit is so good, but I wonder how she turned into a vampire now, maybe she was bit in front of that worlds Simon's body and thats why she screamed at something. Already long section so I'll end it here with, I LOVED THIS ENTIRE EPISODE, Huntress dying was sad though, and Gary Marshall kiss was adorable. Closing thought of this episode, Bubbline but toxic yuri. Jerry - Simon and Betty better get a happy ending or I will legit be so sad, they love each other so much, and Betty just legit became part of a god over her Fiance once celebrity crush. I love how gorgeous everything is in this show, Orbo is also a funny character. I feel like someone could narrow down where things and places they go in this Lich's wish universe it'd seem fun at first then spiral though. Simon does NOT know how to draw though get this man an art class. The tree house being naked though, all its leaves gone. Lich's wish to kill all life, really just unironically killed ALL life, down to plants. Fun little references to old episodes, and including one that revolved around Ice king, hmm. Also I wonder the age gap between Betty and Simon, I like to see it as they're like a year apart but Simon just skipped grades cause hes a smart cookie. Also Simon had slides ready for people to be loud, HE WAS READY. Nerd girls in love. I am also guessing Bmo has been alone for awhile now, at least since season 5ish times since thats when the Lich would have made this wish. All the references in Ice King's junk from the melted ice kingdom. Ninja guide books, kunai, vhs tapes and the camera, the pink diary, his bed has the wishing amulet that Gunter used to break bottles. I was RIGHT

Fionna see's how unhealthy Ice King was, and changes her mind and wants him to not become this sad sad man again. Simon would genuinely be such a sweet and wonderful parent, he loved taking care of the babies in the baby universe, and he sees Fionna get happy when he tells his story with Betty and keeps doing it to keep her happy. Neddy is also guaranteed dead, already obvious but the candy kingdom doesn't have the juices being produced. Bmo has done a lot in his isolation, a lot of stuff is changed or moved, I feel so bad for bmo. But the lines "Help me zip up my bra" and "Ooo, butt stuff" Wow. The Simon and Betty stuff makes me so happy, they're so cute and I love them, they need to have a happy ending or I will be so sad. The lesbians ever, I love these lesbians, let the lesbians be happy. Simon struggling to say he loves her is so CUTE. Poor Bmo, I feel so bad, but he was probably so sad being alone, sad in someway. Petrigrof moment was so cute and adorable please, I want them so happy, they deserve to be happy. Now for the bombshell, Jerry. The Lich's wish monkey paw aspect is that he gets depressed and has nothing to do now that all life is gone. Billy's body decomposing as the Lich parasites it. SO, imma theory my reason for the portal finally opening to GolBetty, either it was because the Lich was used as the battle and influenced it in a way to allow it to finally work, OR Betty's wish to keep Simon safe truly included the crown being worn. Like the crown really did trigger GolBetty like "BITCH, NO" or the third that makes probably the most sense, The Scarab was literally about to kill Simon and go against what Betty wants, meaning she is going to interfere. I saw someone say that GolBetty likely wont remember Simon and this could cause something. BUT I REALLY HOPE THEY DONT DO THAT, I WANT THEM HAPPY SO BADLY

[enbysiriusblack]

Hamilton for the ask game thing

alexander hamilton- i feel like lily. i'm not sure why but it's giving lily & like y'know her growing up poor & a nobody and becoming one of the most important/influential people i suppose

aaron burr, sir- i feel like it's emmeline talking to amelia bones like with the war & emmeline excited to join & amelia advising her about the dangers (then also like maybe the marauders in the next bit of the song)

my shot- not sure of a specific person but like. the marauders & co joining the order straight after finishing school FOR SURE

the story of tonight- ^ lowkey just the same thing as my shot

the schuyler sisters- its giving andromeda, narcissa, and bellatrix

farmer refuted- sirius & regulus arguing 😭😭

you'll be back- bella to andy FRRRR <333 ("i will kill your friends & family to remind you of my love")

right hand man- dumbledore to mcgonagall. i shall not explain myself.

helpless- marlene & dorcas. marlene is very helpless against her love for dorcas fr (also thinking about that hc i had a while back about lily crushing on dorcas too but squashing it down to help out marlene cause she knows marlene likes her too)

satisfied- ^ i suppose then this is lily

wait for it- this is sooo mary. literally her theme tune i suppose (and like referencing emmeline i suppose as her 'hamilton')

stay alive- i mean,, ig the first war?? right??

that would be enough- andy & ted fr

guns and ships- SIRIUS !!!!! literally literally i swear. sirius during the first war 🫶🫶

history has its eyes on you- dumbledore to the order

what comes next- walburga when sirius runs away (giggling at the "when your people say they hate you don't come crawling back to me" bit)

dear theodosia- frank & james when neville & harry are born

non stop- sirius & peter, like with peter as burr and hamilton as sirius (i think i'm funny with this.. and i am)

what'd i miss- hestia jones. this is like purely cause she was only in the second war & part of advance guard and just missed the first war for some reason (which i do hc being partly cause she decided to travel the world after she finished school)

cabinet battle #1- i'm not too sure. so imma just say severus & sirius arguing all the time during second war order

take a break- very much pandora, xenophilius, and luna fr <33 (xenophilius trying to make pandora take a break and spend time as a family 😭😭)

say no to this- i'm not really sure who's giving cheater vibes... [i consulted the discord server and narcissa cheating on lucius with mrs zabini]

the room where it happens- it's giving me peter vibes (like the end of the song), but ig before that maybe it's just like the closed door meeting peter's friends seem to keep getting invited to whilst he's not

cabinet battle #2- again, i'm still thinking just like sirius & severus in second war order meeting 😭😭

washington on your side- marauders discussing severus & sev having dumbledore seeming to protect him (like maybe specifically after the prank perhaps?) or just dumbledore like later protecting him from facing consequences for de involvement

one last time- i cannot think of anything other than slughorn retiring🧍🏻‍♂️

i know him- ^ i mean carrying on, ig severus' old peers finding out severus is the new potions teacher 😭😭 they'd be shocked fr like "really? that emo kid that literally hung out with death eaters???"

hurricane- i'm not too sure why but it's giving me remus lupin vibes

the reynolds pamphlet- i mean i suppose the only thing that sorta works would be remus at the end of poa? like his lycanthropy becoming public so like,, never gonna be dada professor now

burn- remus after halloween 1981

blow us all away- literally james when he first meets severus 😭😭 he does NOT let people insulting his parents slide

it's quiet uptown- andromeda 💔�� like after second war

the election of 1800- uhhh. idfk for this man. hmm,, maybe just like peter betraying the order to back voldy?? idk

your obedient servant- def peter & sirius fs

the world was wide enough- emmeline & severus (again. i shall not explain)

who lives, who dies, who tells your story- i think the marauders in general but also perhaps mary specifically (like with still being alive and all)

[cxhleel108]

S7 Thots for this week: YAWN!

(Considered not even doing one cuz this shit was so lame but I know y’all love when I be dragging tf outta this game so I’m doing it for you🫶🏽)

• Let’s start with the fact that they didn’t even try to hide the fact that Ivy and Hamish were the special guests this year…girl.

• I’m so happy for the 0.0001% of people that asked for this.

• Babe it’s not a surprise if I already know what you’re finna do but yay!

• Yeah I’m sad that she’s gone too…sad that she's gone and you aren’t🙁

• No new sleepwear…ok.

• Aka these bitches was too lazy to come up with SOMETHING ELSE for our last night in the villa.

• No new outfits for our last date either…ok!

• Yes bitch stay on his neck for that cuz he know he was wrong!

• Once again Bryson, you’re calling what you’re finna do a surprise when it’s not that.

• Wow! We actually got a choice for what we wanted to end our date with…that’s a first.

• TIP TIP TIP ON HARDWOOD FLOORS, TEN TEN TENS ACROSS THE BOARD, GIVE ME FACE FACE FACE FACE YAH, YA FACE CARD NEVER DECLINES MY GOD! Sorry, when I see Beyoncé lyrics I have to fan out.

• Wait that confirms that Uma’s a Beyoncé fan uggghh that’s why she’s my girl fr.

• These two dresses are the only ones that deserve a mention because the prom outfit options this year…I actually wanna cry.

• Like girl the fucking pink dress- whatever let’s move on.

• Whoever tried to fuck over Bryson by making his blazer look awkward asf just know that you and I got beef now. Don’t play my man!

• Girl…be so for real😭😭😭

• Why are we playing “Who’s Most Likely To” in the middle of the finale???

• Why tf do I have to be the loudest snorer? Oh you bitches got both me and Tanya all the way fucked up!

• You know what Willow…I’ve spent basically the entirety of this season getting on yo ass and while it was very funny and entertaining I’m a nice person and I like to give grace. So, Imma let it slide.

• I was finding it so hard to take Alex’s declaration serious only because I feel like I’m the only one that remembers how he tried to get at us. Oh but now all of sudden Uma’s the love of his life and he wanna go exclusive? Yeah, sure.

• CAAPPPP! FUCKING CAP!

• Sorry, I know I said I’d stop but come on let’s at least be honest.

• Travis not even looking at her and looking at us…yeah they’re done for as soon as we leave.

• Surprised Bonnie didn’t make her love declaration all about us. Period, growth!

• He’s literally finna ask us to be his girlfriend why do we need to do this??? Fusebox, I see the funds really aren’t funding anymore.

• OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD

• Well duh! Y'all don't even stick to the idea of you.

• Oh here she go already starting shit💀💀💀

• Chile at this point break up like my god.

• Why Ivy lowkey more bearable here than she ever was last season?

• Bryson saying he would block all them groupie bitches for me omg y’all he really loves me🥹

• This nigga💀

• I will say…Ivy and Ham-hock are definitely perfect for each other.

• Yeahhhh considering how this season went I can guarantee that the drama will in fact not be serious at all.

[rocky-the-rockstar]

i am yet again holding myself by the scruff i want to say all for pink ok ok 2, 6, 7, 11, 24 for pink 5, 9, 10, 16 for chester 16 also for cupid for reasons that are innocent bats lashes

One of these days ur gonna let go of your own scruff and be free and the world's gonna explode cuz it can't contain you.

Buckle up this is gonna be a long ass post

2. "Something people wouldn't expect about your oc just by looking at them"

I think just in general Pink's personality can be pretty contrary to his appearance. He swears alot, he's somewhat irritable, he can be bitchy and sarcastic, he's down horrendous for like every man he's ever laid eyes on, he's depressed as all hell, more often than not his house is a mess, things like that. Also just his interest in horror. Also him being emo, he doesn't usually dress like it but say MCR within his earshot and good luck getting rid of him. Taking this man to Hot Topic is a disaster they got both worlds.

6. "How easily could he be convinced to do something against his morals"

Aaaaa this is a bit more difficult because Pink is pretty firm in his personal set of morals. But I mean like if you wanted to be an emotionally manipulative asshole you could like become close friends with him and then threaten to leave if he doesn't do whatever it is. That'll get him.

7. "What's one way they've changed since you first made them"

OH MAN PINK HAS CHANGED SO MUCH like almost completely. Some of that is just like figuring out what I wanna do with him and some of it is canon change (such as him becoming a bit more bold in the way he talks and more comfortable speaking up, that's a canon development not like a random change) You were kinda there when I made Pink cuz I interacted a bit with Eboy but idk if you remember, Pink was virtually a blank slate when I made him and was just kinda there To Be Cute and to just Go Along With Whatever Ended Up In My Askbox. So ig the main change now is that he just has a defined personality and depth as a character?

11. This is the weapon question imma skip since I already answered :3

24. Alternative life path they may have gone down

Ok ok so the main one would have been that Cupid DIDN'T become a huge dick and a betray him and they continue making music together and both become famous.

CHESTER TIME

5. How far is your oc willing to go to get what they want

Stalking and murder, mayyybe kidnapping

9. Lyric or quote association

Like all of My Axe and In My Room by ICP and An Unhealthy Obsession by Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra. I also really want to say Chop Chop Slide by ICP 😭 he's allowed to get goofy with his murder sometimes

10. An au that would be interesting to explore with him

Augh I think he'd be so much fun in Truffula Flu.

I also find the idea of an au where he is just Some Guy who plays a slasher in a movie would be so funny and idk why

16. What's his pain tolerance like

He has a very high physical pain tolerance, like to the point of being absurdly indifferent. Like bro might get a burn or gash and not even notice till he sees it. If he sees it he'll be like "oh yeah that kinda hurts damn" but his reaction to injury is so delayed

16. For Cupid as well

Terrible. This man has a very low pain tolerance but he's a complete bitch about it like pretending he doesn't care or that it's nothing, but he very much does care and will start whining about it nonstop. He's kinda pathetic ngl 😭

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

playboyy ep 13 stray thoughts!!!

- zouey fr gonnna kill captain

- nont saying he didn’t mean to beat them up... be so fr baby boy

- not zouey invoking nant HOLY FUCK DID NONT GET SHOT

- CHEKHOVS FUCKING GUN FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

- crying these boys have no clue what they walked into

- NONT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? scream he’s never as turned on as when he’s held at gunpoint ig?!,!?!?!?!?!!??!? he’s lost the plot i love him so much he’s everything

- baddie bunch in the back like 🧍🏽‍♂️happy you're making out with your mans but when are we gonna be safe from the mafia tho🧍🏽‍♂️

- IS PUEN DEAD IM GONNA SCREAM NO HES NOT BABY WAKE UO WAIE UPOOOOO WAKE UP IH FUCK HES OK OH SHIT O MY GOD

- is nont still shot????

- i’m confused but imma let this slide until i read someone else’s explaination of the the dialogue

- first is so funny im sorry but that’s my boy

- zouey is gonna snap snap soon im calling it like i need a level 7 magnitude granny scarf moment from him

- teena is THE man like i want him so bad he’s been nothing but understanding and sweet and affectionate and goofy he want me

- KEEN IS BACK WAIT WAS HIM GETTING EXPELED A SET UP

- the shattered mirror in his locker… someone with more brainpower needs to dissect this

- AOBPUEN LIGHTING FOR THE WIN

- this scene is scarily quiet nvm they’re playing incomplete by gavin luke which if i am remembering correctly is another nuthphop ballad!!

- aob crawling on top of puen like that makes me want to go so feral like fuckkkkk

- nuthphop enthusiasts it’s been two fucking episode BUT WERE SO BACK

- lighting this ep goes crazy

- cry by johannes bornlöf in nuthphop scenes enthusiasts WERE SO BACK

- IS THAT PORSCHE FIRING A BLANK PLEASE BE A BLAMK PLEASE I CANT DO THIS PORSCHE NO RUN WHAT WHAT WJAY WJAY WJAY EJ WHY IS HIS FACE HIDDEN MAYBE ITS NOT PORSCHE BUT THEN WHO

- jason’s fuckass joy over this i need his head in plate i need nont to light him on fire NEOW

- jason get your hands off of him GET A DJOB STAH AWAY FROM HER!!!!!

- oh nont is he talking to nant through reflection again… well nont breakdown enthusiasts yall eating good ig

- nont always surrounded by candles when he’s losing it…. this feels thematic

- is proms hair diff….

- oh god nont is gonna die they’re both gonna die…… i can’t take it if they do

- why is nuthphop sleeping like that… whatever neither of them are crying oh god GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HER

- not commenting on that bit fucking yucks me out

- @jeffsatyr i’m not gonna say anything but… yeah…

- captain having the most romantic framing he’s ever had and its between him and teena’s dick…. good for him ig

- captains been living with four other men the whole time what is he talking about

- captainpuen enthusiasts we still have a chance !!!!!

- did we ever get a close up of puens nevklace

- jason lee count your fuckass days im not playing i need this man to endure heinous things

- WERE GETTING THIS SONG AGAIN?!?!? cry enthusiasts were really winning today

- is that a lion and tiger being projected on them??

- incomplete again too??? interesting

- their gonna kill my boys aren’t they welp nuthphop enthusiasts it’s been on honor serving with yall

- SCARED OF WATER BY KIKORU oh they bringing out the nuthphop deep cuts today

- nuth is my baby boy

- not them playing ambivalent thoughts when nuth gets on one knee im getting hit with shrimp emotions

- JUMP MY BOY

- porschejumptutor truthers….

- wait it’s over?!?!?!!??

feeling very secure and sure whats coming in the finale haha...

[aikoiya]

Oh my God! I just got back from seeing the Super Mario Bros Movie & holy shit! It was amazing!

I loved it!

9.8 or 9.9 outta 10! Leaning more towards 9.9.

Now, spoilers ahead!

Do not read if you haven't seen the movie yet!

Now, literally, the only things that I'd change was that I would've gone with the Paper Mario or Mario & Luigi series' more varied & unique models for the toads. They could've at least had girl, kid, & elderly toads running around. It's just weird that they're all guys & all the same age with the only variations being color. The most unique toads were Toad & the one that I'm fairly sure should've been Toadsworth. You know, the one with the super deep voice? Him.

The only other thing I would've changed was the Kong Kingdom's vehicle designs. I would've preferred it if they were built more reminiscent of Diddy's inventions (not Cranky's though, Cranky's were perfect), but honestly? I'm willing to let this one slide because I get why they went this route.

It wouldn't make sense for the Kongs to have carts all ramshackle & patchwork without Mario, Peach, & Toad's also looking the same. And the entire point of having the carts in the first place was to be a reference to Mario Kart. So, that wouldn't have worked.

I mean, I also get why they did the colorswapping toads thing, at least, theoretically. It's probably easier to just use the same design & change the colors. Also, I remember something about Nintendo being weird about all the toads looking the same with Sticker Star, so that might've also contributed. Which I thought was disappointing even back then, personally. I really liked how different they all looked. So, I guess that it just feels lazy to me.

Otherwise? Perfect!

Like, omG!

Bowser stole the show!

His expressions! When he was angry, you could see it in his eyes as he got progressively more unhinged! Just so wide & "Imma fuckin' murder you, shortstack!"

And those little hints near the end from him that he might've not had the best life? "I was finally going to be happy!" & "Make you miserable like me!" 😧

INTERESTING!! I hope we get some stuff about that going forward!

Like, what if he grew up in an abusive household & that's why he's so good to his own kids?

Also, I loved how much like a teenager with a, really pretty toxic, crush he acted like!

I hope that, if there's a sequel? The Koopa Kids show up & we get Bowser & their dynamics! Not just Junior, but also the Koopalings from the Super Mario Brothers Super Show & Superstar Saga!

Speaking of Superstar Saga! I hope that the Firebrand & Thunderhand come into play! That is literally the only game I see them in & I loved them so much! I especially loved how Luigi got an element of his own besides just getting fire like Mario.

Also, all those little combo moves that the 2 performed in the Mario & Luigi series! It'd really highlight their teamwork!

Something else, but not like a must for it to be good? I would be very delighted if Daisy showed up in a sequel (with accurate spunky, feisty characterization) & her & Luigi just hit it off like a house on fire! I low-key ship them more than MarioxPeach.

And I loved that, while Luigi has obvious anxiety issues, being afraid wasn't his entire character. That would've very quickly gotten very old!

I also loved the obvious love the Bros had for each other. Like, even though it was fairly obvious the information that Bowser was fishing for in his interrogation & his own prominent fear, Luigi still had the cohones to tell this literal fire-breathing monster that "Only the princesses with good taste" would find his brother attractive. He might've been scared shirtless, but his admiration for his brother is REAL, ya'll!

I also really liked how Mario & Luigi's accents were very obviously Brooklyn, but wasn't in your face. That was a nice touch.

Also, DK? He was great! He was an egotistical ass with daddy issues, but he was a funny & likeable egotistical ass with daddy issues.

I liked the sort of razzy, frenemy-type rivalry poking at each other thing that he & Mario has at the end. Like, they obviously got beef, but there's no real heat to it at the end.

Peach was super cool too. She wasn't a damsel & she did shit! Also, she had a lot of badass moments! Loved the ice dress!

I also liked that they didn't just jump into the whole MarioxPeach thing. Like, they had great chemistry, but the movie wasn't about them. It was about Mario's brotherly relationship with Luigi. It's obvious that Mario & Peach are just friends & I think that's pretty realistic, all things considered.

Don't get me wrong. I'm a little shipping whore too & I'd definitely like to see them together at some point, but this is not the time. It'd feel too rushed. I'm not saying that it won't happen. Just that it shouldn't happen yet.

Also, the Psycho Paratroopa who definitely has issues & merced the shit outta Rainbow Road with a blue shell!

And the dog who very obviously has some anger issues that slipped under the radar of his masters! He was a dog on a mission! He wanted to fuck Lu's day up! Then, at the end where he gives that sorta nod of begrudging respect? Hilarious!

Just AAAAGGGHHH!!!

I will say, the nihilist Luma? Yeah, either he wasn't like that before he was captured or he's bullshitting about wanting to die & is being a little shit. Otherwise, he'd have pulled the trigger himself a long time ago rather than waiting for Bowser to sacrifice him in a fiery display of his passion for Peach. Just saying.

[gsr69428]

White House, White Casket

This is chapter 2 of my fan fic of Obama x my friend Steven. See my profile for chapter 1 and the text key!

Two | Walkie Stalkie

*Friday, 11:22am*

*Aubrey, Giovanni, and Erwin are at Stevens house to hang out.*

“What if I dyed my hair”

“What why?”- Erwin

“I was thinking about putting a red streak”

“You should let me do it”- Giovanni

“If you still want hair I wouldn’t say yes”- Aubrey

“Yeah no”

“Can I get a sprite?”- Erwin

“No sorry, just ran out. You know what, fuck it, im going dye it. What do you guys want from the store?”

“A gun”- Erwin

“Erwin shut up”- Aubrey

*Erwin speaks under his breath*

“Aw man..”- Erwin

“Arizona tea”- Giovanni

“A monster”- Aubrey

“Alright, imma make a list and head out”

*He gets a pen and a paper and writes down the following*

Grocery List

-Hair dye (and supplies)

-Monster

-Arizona

-Sprite pack

*Steven goes to his favorite Walmart. He grabs a cart and gets a snack before heading toward the hair care section.*

*Randomly in the middle of the isle a worker comes up to him*

“Hello sir welcome to Walmart, how may I help you?”- Unknown Worker

*The man has a huge unkept beard. with no name tag. He’s wearing a baseball cap so he cant really see his hair. Stevens never seen him before, but he doesn’t really pay attention to anything but the snack isle.*

“Thanks, but I don’t need any help.”

‘Hmm, he looks familiar. I wonder how long hes worked here’

“Are you sure?”- Unknown Worker

“Um, yes, I’m sure”

*Steven finally makes it to the hair care isle*

‘Maybe I should have asked him for help, I don’t know even what im looking at”

*Alone in the isle he continues to ponder at the red dye. All of a sudden he sees a figure run past the isle in the corner of his eye. Steven looks up and turns*

‘Who is running in a Walmart?’

*He turns back to the red dye and see the worker from before restocking blue hair dye right next to him*

‘What? Why didn’t I notice him before?’

*He decides to make conversation with the man*

“Hello again”

“Hello sir, do you need assistance?”- Unknown Worker

“Yes actually, can you help me find the bright red hair dye?”

*The worker begins to look at the different dyes before picking one up*

“This is the one you wanted. You would also want this 40 volume developer. Is that all you need?”- Unknown Worker

“Yes, thank you so much”

*Stevens heads out the isle to continue shopping. He heads over to the cold drink sign to pick up the drinks right before checking out*

“Wow this is such a small store, hello again sir!”- Unknown Worker

‘Damn how many departments does this dude work in?’

“Hello, just these items please”

“Did you find everything okay?”- Unknown Worker

*Steven hands the worker his debit card*

“Yes I did”

*The unknown worker laughs*

“Its funny seeing you shop here. Have a good day Steven!”- Unknown Worker

*The unknown worker hands Stevens back his card*

“What?”

“Have a good day!”- Unknown Worker

*Steven takes his bags and exits*

‘When did I tell him my name? Did he read it on my card? Do I come to this store that often that the workers recognize me!?’

*12:13pm*

*Steven arrives back at his house*

“Im back”

*Steven sets the bags on the countertop and takes out the 2 promised drinks.*

“Hey, what did you get?”- Giovanni

“A box of dye, Monster, and sadly I did get you an Arizona”

“Hey! What about me??”- Erwin

*Steven ignores Erwin while opening the new pack of sprite and sliding one to him*

“Thank you”- Erwin

*Erwin smiles big*

*He goes to put the rest into his fridge*

“Hey you liar! You did have a Sprite left!!”- Erwin

“Oh, I guess I didn’t realize. It’s open anyways so you wouldn’t want it”

“You don’t know me..”- Erwin

*Erwin strikes a devious look to Steven, he responds with a look of despair*

“Anyways..”- Aubrey

“Oh yeah There was this guy who was like everywhere I was at in the store.”

*Erwin takes a big sip from his can.*

*quietly*

“Man I love sprite”- Erwin

“Aren’t they supposed to do that?” - Aubrey

“Okay but… shut up, he was weird about it”

“I mean, I guess that’s kinda weird but what’s the chances he was actually following you?” - Aubrey

“Not high, but after someone fucking tried to burn my damn house in on my toes.”

“It’s probably Obama” - Giovanni

“Whatever..”

*1:56pm*

*Him and his friends hang out for a while before leaving. Soon after he then takes the bleach box off the counter and immediately gets to reading. He puts the bleach on the desired strip and wraps it in foil. He resumes to reading the directions*

“Leave in for 30-40 minutes, okay thats like 2 One piece episodes ”

*He grabs snacks and The Sprite and heads to his couch.*

*He only gets into the first 6 minutes before falling asleep with bleach in his hair.*

*4:37pm*

*Steven wakes up suddenly.*

“Huh!? Ah god dammit how did I fall asleep!”

*He immediately reaches for his head to feel a towel wrapped around it*

“Wait.. What the fuck?”

‘A towel? but I didnt finish my hair?’

*He looks around him and the TV is off. His Sprite and snacks are gone. Everything is tidied up.*

‘I didn’t do any of this.. who was here…’

*Now frightened, he grabs his phone and frantically to his safe to grab his glock*

Phone call Transcript

*Ringing*

Steven : please pick please pick

*Obama answers the phone*

Steven : OBAMA!!

Obama : Steven whats wrong!?

Steven : I think someone is in my house, or was in my house. I need you over here asap!!

Obama : Why do you think someones in your house? And shouldn’t you call the police for this sorta thing?

Steven : You can get here quicker than them! Please get over here!

Obama : *sighs* Well okay, just promise to fill me in when im over there

Steven : Okay okay fine just please hurry

*Hangs up*

*Steven waits at his mailbox with his gun waiting for Obama.*

“Steven! Do you have a gun!?”

“Its for protection, can I sleep at your house tonight!”

“Well I guess so”

*They go to obamas house (not the white house his little vacation home in [insert city])*

“Well I don’t have a guest bedroom but I have a couch?”

(He likes to have a humble vacation home)

“Sure thats fine, but can you stay here before I fall asleep? Im still shook up about everything”

“Okay”

*He falls alseep on obamas couch*

*While steven if half asleep, obama takes the opportunity to give him a kiss on the forehead, like old times.*

‘Aww’

*He smiles and falls asleep in the comfort in obamas home.*

*The next day Steven eats breakfast with Obama at his house. Steven gets the courage to stay by himself and asks Bama if he can dive him back home*

*10:34am*

“Thanks again… for everything”

“It’s no problem really. Stay safe”

*As soon as he gets inside he checks the trashcan for trash from last night. He is confronted by a clean, replaced trash bag. He decides to check his outside bin just to confirm his thoughts. As he expected, no new bags were placed since the last time he took the trash out.*

*Steven gets the idea to go ask his neighbor, Mr. Danby, hoping he was in a good mood today.*

*He opens the screen door and knocks before hearing Conrad barking ruthlessly.*

*A muffled voice behind the door comes closer*

“I hear them! I hear them Con now shut it!”- Mr. Danby

*Mr. D opens the door and looks very tired. He is wearing an old tank top with his usual jeans paired with the old brown sandals.*

“Isn’t it early to be knocking on your neighbors door Steven? What is it 8?”- Mr. Danby

“Uh, Im sorry sir but its 10:30”

“Oh, my apologies then. So why are you here? I hope the holes aren’t back”- Mr. Danby

*Danby turns to look at Conrad who lowers his head sadly and walks away*

“No, no more holes. I was going to ask you if you’ve seen any unfamiliar people around here.”

“Well you’ve come to the right place. Let me get my notebook.”- Mr. Danby

*Danby goes to get his notebook leaving Steven at the door*

“Come on in! I don’t bite and neither does Conrad.”- Mr. Danby

*Steven hesitates before walking inside. Placed everywhere are boxes and stacks of old newspapers. He walks up to the table where Danby is flipping his notebook*

“Here we go, ‘Sunday 5:30pm Black unmarked car parked on the street’. It’s been showing up same time everyday since then. Now I’ve never seen anybody get in or leave but to be honest im not paying much attention to it. I have way more important stories that need my attention.”- Mr. Danby

‘5:30 is when we arrived home on Monday, this is definitely the guy. But who writes down the time a suspicious car is around?’

“You wrote it down?”

*Mockingly*

“yOu WrOtE iT dOwN- son of course I wrote it down. I’ve never seen a town so parched of news. Anything is a potential article in my book. Now did I help you or are you looking for something else?”- Mr. Danby

“Yes, it helped me. Thank you Mr. D”

*Stevens begins heading out*

“Glad to help- Hey wait!”- Mr. Danby

*Steven stops at the door frame, holding it open.*

“Yes?”

“Tell your friend Rayne that if I don’t have that feature by tonight they’re going to be on Obituaries tomorrow!”- Mr. Danby

“Okay, I’ll let them know”

*The door closes and Conrad comes out of hiding and runs up to the door.*

“Heh, I like him too Con. God bless his soul.”- Mr. Danby

*Steven gets inside his own house and opens his phone to text Rayne. He sees a text from Erwin stating “Why are you at Mr. D’s house lol”

‘How did he know I was there?’

*Concerned and on edge he calls him*

Phone Call Transcript

Erwin: He-

Steven: How the fuck did you know I was at his house.

Erwin: Woah dude chill, James told me. He said he drove past and saw you guys talking.

Steven: What? Shouldn’t he be packing?

Erwin: Well duh, he was on the way to the store for bags.

Steven: Oh okay, wait, bags? Why not boxes

Erwin: Bro you know James is odd. He prefers having his stuff in bags.

Steven: Well alright, sorry for bothering you. Bye

Erwin: Bye

*End of Chapter 2 : Walkie Stalkie*

[tulip-room]

imma go right ahead and slide right in here to match your freak

it seems that an analysis of my hq fav is on the order tonight... may i present to you... kageyama tobio, the king of my heart <33 (i love him so much it's not funny)

let see...

tobio's started off with such a complex character and backstory, he loves volleyball, having learnt it from his grandfather with his elder sister, and after she stops playing it, i think it becomes his only connection to his grandfather when he passes away :( (please i have such grandparental trauma like tobio no one touch me)

so he holds on to it, believing in his grandfather's words that someone better will come along if he keeps playing (besides his passion and love for volleyball ofc) then we see hinata entering his life, having the guts to challenge him and calling him out on his mistakes even though he's nowhere near as good as tobio. we see this happen, and other characters, even though they are more skilled than hinata, does not know how to nitpick with kageyama, so! hinata is his someone better who finally came along

backtracking for a bit here, we also see him get mad at hinata after their first competition in middle school, because he was upset about what hinata had been doing all this time, when hinata had the talent, why hadn't he found him sooner?

hinata's offhanded comment during the practice match against date tech was soooo important to tobio's growth and acceptance of himself. something along the lines of "what's wrong if kageyama becomes the king of the court again? personally if i didn't like what kageyama tells me i'm just gonna ignore him"

hinata showed tobio that it's fine to be himself, to demand things from his hitters, to be crowned the king of the court once again and be proud of it. of course, now he is learning to also take in consideration the state of his teammates, and to say things in a better tone to get his point across rather than just exploding at his teammates!

but before hinata said this, he didn't think it was acceptable for him to demand his hitters to do better, because in his experience, it only led him to damnation when his kitagawa daiichi teammates abandoned him on the court. but now! he learns that it's okay to speak his mind, and ask more of them, as long as he can do it in a better way so he can get his point across effectively!!

i'm gonna stop right there before i even go to the nekoma vs karasuno spring tournament match HAHAHAAHA

in conclusion i love kageyama tobio so much </3

lowkey forgot inboxes existed lol, also been a bit busy I'm so sorry love <333333

I know you love him lol, I have realized I've read more fic for him recently than I have for my faves and shuddered

I give you fluff to combat your angst you gave me smh

kags trying to push everyone away but you not letting him and he becomes appreciative of this once he stops being upset

he holds your hand when you get upset because he would rather you talk to him about what is upsetting you/ sit with you than either of you walk away while upset

he smiles when he sees you attend his games

he is cheesy but we can thank Wikihow for it lol

ILY AVE <3

Match My Freak ! askbox event

[halfwayhearted]

Héctor Fort fic where he gets jealous over something reader does and she gets annoyed but also lowkey finds it amusing so she messes around w him abt it. Yeah i got nothing after that, feel free to improvise…

Fall Right In — Héctor Fort.

Pairing: Héctor Fort x Fem!Reader

Summary: You couldn’t tell that a man was (obviously) flirting with you. Héctor notices, causing jealousy to ensue.

Word Count: 575+

Disclaimer/s — Man, oblivious!reader, a little tense, that’s it!

A/N: i want yuh, and imma have yuh (bea).

Nothing could ruin the day you're having now.

You were sure of it. Not even when you tripped over someone's ankle and stumbled. A pair of hands grabbed your waist to steady you, letting out a huff. It was... definitely something! Quite embarrassing, but it was over and done quickly.

Or… so you thought.

“Sorry—I wasn’t looking…” you managed to say, letting a smile, a weak one, grace your lips.

The man didn’t want you to leave, though you didn’t notice. He returned your smile, glanced at Héctor briefly, and then said, “It’s all good. I can let it slide. How’s your day today? Going good?”

That elicited a narrowed-eyed gaze from the Fort boy beside you, the look in his eyes deepening when he noticed the man’s hand still hovering over your waist. He wasn’t touching you, so you didn’t even know it was there. Too engrossed in replying to his question, you said, “I… yeah, yes!”

“Good, good,” he trails off. “Me too, you didn’t ask, but… I just thought I’d let you know anyway.”

Your eyes widened slightly in response, “Oh! I’m sorry. I’m glad your day is good! Really… glad…”

Héctor stepped in then, his hand subtly sliding over your waist and gently pulling you closer to him. “Sorry, we have plans we have to get to.” With that, he gave the guy a raised eyebrow and a head tilt before walking away, practically tugging you along, making you look over and up at him.

“What was that for?” You questioned.

He looked down at you with an expression that resembled one thing and one thing only: jealousy. “Are you… are you seriously asking me that?”

“Well! I literally tripped over him, Héctor. The least I could do was engage in his conversation.”

“That wasn’t a conversation.”

“Yeah? Then what was it then?”

He sighed, his grip on your waist tightening just a bit. “He was flirting with you. You couldn’t tell?”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Flirting? All he did was ask how my day was… a bit, well, randomly, but still! I think you’re reaching.” Your tone shifted from sweet to annoyed. It was just a conversation; what was he even talking about?

“His hand was almost touching your waist,” Héctor continued. “But you didn’t know that.”

“No, I didn’t. What I do know is that he had to put his hands on my waist to make sure I didn’t fall face first onto the hard floor, okay? It didn’t mean anything. He didn’t mean anything. I promise.”

“It was still weird,” he mumbled.

A smile slowly spreads across your face. “What, Héctor? Should I… hm, trip on someone else’s feet? Maybe, I don’t know, see how they react?”

He shoots you a look. “Not funny.”

“No, it’s not. I’m sorry,” a pause, you take his hand and gently bring it to your lips, giving it a quick, tender kiss. “Hey, okay, it’s just you. So, even if he was flirting, you know I’d leave immediately.”

His lips part, his smirk dropping from his face as the words leave your mouth, “He was flirting!”

That’s when a loud laugh bursts out, your hand quickly flying up to stifle it. “I’m kidding! I’m just messing with you. I love you, just you. So... can we go into Ulta now? Or not, like, just let me know.”

“Hah-hah, hilarious,” he retorted, “Come on.”

Likes, reblogs, and comments are always appreciated ^_^.

DT(s) — @pedrilcvr ! ౨ৎ (my beautiful… thank you…)

[screampied]

hello my sweet pumpkin pie, cutie pookie.

so happy you enjoy our long chats because i really like talking and talking with you, and it’s just a perfect blend for disaster.

i don’t play games, because if i download anything other than the sims on my computer, poor old sport is going to burst on my face. but!! i did watched my favorite streamer playing it, and other games, including the others from RE. i’m not one for actually playing, i’m more of a watcher. that said, i’m contemplating downloading on my tablet love and deep space because.. well, no need to explain, sylus is just there, just look at him.

ok, so yes you did, and i’m thinking if you follow me before october 1st i’m just going to have to send a non-anonymous ask with “busted” and DO NOT POST THAT PLEASE I HAVE A REPUTATION CHEIDHDKDNKS

omg yes, the mask stays on. you know another one i think is super sexy? jason. ugh, i’m always a slut for hockey players, but killer buffy guy with a nhl mask? oh yeah, me like that. i think once more toji could take that spot, idk man he just fixes the masked killer vibe so much, so sexy.

i have so many ideas for halloween, it’s not even funny, and i can’t start writing it for the life of me. but that’s okay, i’ll just say i got food poisoning and my brain is melting, people will feel sad for me and will let the poor writing slide.

talking about ideas, last night i had an idea for sukuna rider, and i kinda want to show myself earlier just so i can post it and gush about it with you. like imagine something along the lines of being his prize for winning a race… imma just let that there, and the car’s backseat, of course.

i always prefer books over movies, but it’s been a long time, i read most of the books (i think only the two first) in middle school, but the movies i keep rewatching every year. my favorite is the second because, well, finnick. self explanatory.

LEGALLY BLONDE!!! you have such a good taste. can you believe i’ve never watched it until three years ago? it was an instant regret to have never seen it before, fucks sake. my poor girly and academic self was devastated, but that was on me, i’m very cautious with seeing new movies, i like to keep rewatching the same.

and your music taste!!! perfection as well. i was much more into indie before, and my favorite famous singer was only one, mrs lana del rey, that was in middle school and only me and another girl in school knew her, it was like discovering water in a desert. now i’m growing found of sabrina. the thing is i relate so much to the being fucking horny all the time, having a thing for older guys and accepting i’m a flawed human being. well, i think it fixes it.

i’m not really a fan of anything else. i mean, i like grrm as my favorite author, and i used to spend my free time on twitter swearing at him all the time (affectionately. sometimes).

ok, questions of today will be what’s your favorite food from your country (which is lovely by the way, if it wasn’t for my enormous fears of tsunami, i would be going. oh, yeah, and the money.) and a country you would like to visit and one you wouldn’t at all.

nut anon

NUTTY NUT ANON 👹🫵 my bad b i meant to reply yesterday but i was soooo fucking tired. i got like twelve hours of sleep after work and IMSO ENGERGIZED

of course, eye feel like we both match each other’s energy’s so well 🫂. just two sillies chatting together heh. real, i play sims too. i used to be so addicted actually until it stopped working on my FUCKING PC. like wdym no storage what.

WHAT STREAMERS DO U WATCH TELL ME. same, i watch people play and play it for myself sometimes bc why not yk. DOWNLOADDD LADS RN u won’t regret it. i’ve been playing since august and i loveeeee it. it’s a new banner soon eheh. and right, sylus is so 🤭🤭. the only bad thing is that love and deepspace takes up SO much storage. like im not evenjoking its ridiculous ✋🏽✋🏽 but its worth it bc sexy men haha

LMAO “BUSTED” pls that’d be so funny 🌞 let me see if i can find out just who you are heheh

stop jason is so sexy goodbye. yeah he’s kinda smelly under all that gunk but yoh……. DO U SEE HOW BIG HE IS, SHIT. idk mask killers are just >>>>> i love friday the 13th, jason takes manhattan will always be my favvvvv ughhh. A NHL MASK I WOULD SCREAAAAAM. real toji def gives me psycho killer vibes yum

ILOOVEEEE LEGALLY BLOND. omg nutty i actually had an idea about making a fic about it. it would be about satoru and i thought about calling it “legally platinum blonde” get it bc his hair it white 🤒✋🏽. LMAOO ITS SO STUPID. it was supposed to be a crack smut fic, maybe an au where satoru’s a virgin and he loses a bet with suguru that he can take reader out but he eventually falls in love. WHATDO YOU THINK. but omg ty 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i love cheesy romcom movies, me n legally blonde, mean girls, and clueless are like this 🤞🏽🤞🏽. ur real, i rewatch so many movies myself

YAAAAH i also like rock, glam rock specially like queen. i used to have the biggest queen phase in quarantine. i pretty much like any genre besides country, i just …. no. don’t get me wrong tho, the only country song i can stand is before he cheats by carrie underwood NOW IVE NEVER BEEN CHEATED ON BUT ILL SCREAM THAT SONG BAR FOR BAR UNTIL MY THROAT HURTS omg sorry idk what came over me ehm 🙆‍♀️💓🎀. ooh i love lana, favorite album? i still remember when summertime sadness/video games came out, my entire life changed

sabrina >>>> YES. her new album is a cultural reset like UGHHHHH. literally no skips (i haven’t even finished it haha) i’ve only listened to bed chem, espresso, juno, don’t smile, taste and please please please but ohmmyyygod i love the retro 80s vibe she’s giving. you r so right ab older men and constantly being horny, i fear we’re the same person

my favorite food from my country !!!!!!!! probably pepperpot or our bajan fried fish. SO GOOD. hehe thank yew, and yeah 💔💔💔💔 i live like right next door to the fawking sea so we have to deal with hurricanes n tsunamis but thankful we haven’t had tsunamis for like decades. the last hurricane we had was in july, hurricane beryl but thankfully me n my family was on vacation during that time 🧎‍♀️a country i wanna visit issssss brazil !!!!! or the bahamas. one i don’t wanna visit, i don’t think i have one. i wanna visit everywhere in the caribbean one day 🙆‍♀️

[lqfiles]

BRO MY ASK JUST DELETED OMG

BUT I remember a bit 😭 but as i was saying, haechan’s bitch ass is so annoying and you write that so well bc i just wanna make a necklace out of rocks and choke him with it 🙂‍↕️ (im just kidding guys 😋 y’all got my back tho right?)

free my girl y/n tho she ain’t do nothing wrong ✊🏼 LET HER NAP ✊🏼✊🏼

“i won’t let yangyang bother you” “only I can” i know bro is gonna be sliding down the wall if anything happens between him and y/n and she’s ignoring him and his sad ass writes a song to gain her back (guys don’t worry im just mentally preparing myself bc lqfiles’ angst scares me so im coming up with worse scenarios 🥲)

also yangyang is so funny 😭

“tell her it’s a date” nvm i wanna kiss him again… 👁️👁️

heh

BUT I WILL TALK to my friend don’t worry!!! so far we talked and she understands bc i have boundaries that it’s nice to see hear about relationships once in a while, but it gets tiring when it’s day after day and it’s that topic

guys pls separate your relationship and friendship 🥲 i will support my friends crush, bf, gf, partner, wtv, but i will not support every single conversation about that person. pls respect your friends 🫶🏼 and if they don’t respect your friendship, bite them, violence is always the answer.

but thank you for the update 😋 literally anticipating the next update every time and i eat it up every single time bc you’re so talented 🫶🏼

- 🫧

(also, bella got her harness!! i’ll send you a pic bc she looks so pretty ☹️ but about her being a hybrid… im not sure 🥲 i was just thinking about her having spots bc her dad was a black maltipoo but imma try to do her a test)

(also she has a little sweater too but imma try to buy her a hat too for the sun… can you see she’s spoiled? 😭 and her birthday is july 25th so yes, early birthday presents) (she will get more tho 🤞🏼)

i’m glad that everyone has something against haechan because THATS WHAT I KINDA WANT like this is meant to be ENEMIES for a reason you’re meant to dislike his behaviour 😓 hjskdhskdjs when he sees her tweet about jaehyun and he’s like “he is not even all that” and gets ratioed like yangyang, WE WANT RHE POSSESSIVENESS!!! yangyang is so fun to write believe me i always have a blast coming up with his dialogues

IM GLAD YOU PUT YOUR BOUNDARIES STRAIGHTT and i’m glad your friend was understanding, i’ve seen people who are not understanding at all and take it as a jab at them specifically.. you described it perfectly tho, like i will support whatever relationship you got as long as you don’t bring it over to me, like go and talk about this stuff w your BOYFRIEND, biting is truly the answer, works 100%. (also tmi again but i’m kinda annoyed again because i’m 99% sure the only reason she reached out was bc she needed someone to vent to about her bf that she has been arguing w :/ just shit but whateverrrr)

hmmm that would probably be more likely, i doubt the vet wouldn’t have let you known prior if she was a breed!!! but yesss you can send me the picture i’d love it, im glad fo hear that she likes it 🥹🥹 AND AWWWEEE A HAT AND A SWEATER THIS IS SO CUTE pls keep dressing her up; get her a skirt next… and happy early birthday to her!