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cybrasigilism · 2 days ago

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Nothing Like A Sharp Dressed Man (Nam-gyu X F!Reader ONESHOT)

character: nam-gyu (player 124)

A/N: saw a drawing someone made of nam-gyu in his work attire pre the squid games and my mind got straight to work. i know this is not requested but i need to indulge in some OG works from time to time. enjoy!! (THE SMUT PART IS A BIT SHORT I FEEL, I APOLOGIZE)

MDNI! 18+ content beneath the cut, reader’s discretion is advised

your experience with roommates was interesting, to say the very least. it truly was luck of the draw when it came to the array of characters you’ve shared a space with— but hey, anything to stay afloat and pay rent, especially in this economy.

when you first met your latest roommate, nam-gyu, you were certain the two of you would not get along. he was smarmy, standoffish, and just plain rude. not to mention he was a complete hypocrite; whenever you had a friend over at any point of the day, you would get texts from him telling you to keep it down (or rather “shut the fuck up”, if you were going to quote him directly) due to him having to work later that night. but whenever he had friends over at ungodly hours of the night, making all sorts of noise and blaring music, you weren’t allowed to comment on it. he wouldn’t fight you on it, but you may as well not say anything because it truly is in one ear and out the other with nam-gyu.

you two never agreed on anything. you were almost always at each others throats, it even got to a point where you would go out of your way to spite one another— for example, one of you might use the last of something without replacing it, or say if you wanted to watch TV in the living room; you had better make it snappy to claim your spot or else nam-gyu will have “spontaneously” decided that he wanted to watch TV too. i mean, god forbid you two actually watch something together, that would require tolerating each other’s presence for more than 3 minutes and that was definitely out of the realm of possibility.

or so you thought.

up until a certain point you actually had no idea what nam-gyu did for work. all you knew was that his shifts were at obscene hours, and he would always wake you up when he got back home with the ridiculous amount of noise he made coming in the house. you were mystified when you caught a glimpse of him all dressed up in his full-black business attire. you didn’t really get a chance to take the view in though, because he was out the door before he noticed you staring. you remember feeling your cheeks heat up, butterflies in your stomach— oh my god,

did you find him.. hot?

you doubted these feelings at first, telling yourself that even if this was how you felt about him dressed like that— nothing would ever come of it. as far as you knew, nam-gyu hated you just as much as you did him, right?

right?

you tried to remind yourself that this was your combative, hypocritical, asshole roommate. this was the guy who always got the last slice of pizza just as you were about to grab it; the guy who uses up the hot water before you take a shower; the guy who.. looked really good in those dress pants from the glimpse you got at him—shit. you were completely cooked. you knew you were cooked when you caught yourself waiting to hear nam-gyu leave his room, so you could sneak a peek of him in that damned uniform before he left for work; you definitely knew you were cooked when you found yourself fantasizing about him. you had to fill in some details with your imagination, which was the worst mistake you could have made because god that just made you crave him more. you should have been completely ashamed with your actions when he started coming to mind while you fucked yourself; imagining his hands in place of your own between your legs, wondering what his moans sounded like. fuck, you knew he would kill you if he found out about how perverse you had become. but that would never happen. i mean, you were being discreet…. right?

unfortunately, you weren’t being as discreet as you apparently thought. one faithful night, while you were trying to sneak a peek at nam-gyu getting ready to head out the door, he noticed you. fuck, you thought, whipping around the corner so fast you hoped he hadn’t realized what you were doing. the feeling of butterflies was more-so out of nervousness now, you tried to rationalize to yourself as you paced in your room, biting your nails anxiously. “maybe he won’t suspect anything, i mean how could he? it was just this once..” you tried to think critically here, how would he be able to deduce that you were undressing him with your eyes just then— and had been for the past dozen nights? you figured it would be best to just sleep it off, and hope he didn’t ask any questions in the morning.

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a loud knock jolted you awake. you glanced at your phone. “4:22?” you knew who it was, but why was he knocking on your door at 4:22 in the morning? nam-gyu knocked again, to which you drowsily said “i’m coming, i’m coming.” as you threw on your sleep shirt, baggy enough to shield your lack of pants. you opened the door to see nam-gyu, still in that uniform. you must have been giving him quite the look, because he raised his eyebrow and snapped his fingers almost in your face. “hey, my eyes are up here dipshit.” you jumped, making direct eye contact with him, not realizing where you had just been looking. “what the fuck what was that earlier? didn’t take you for a stalker.” damn, he was onto you.

“a stalker? no i was just..” “just what?” he cut in, causing you to purse your lips in frustration. “just getting more visual material to jack off to later?” your eyes widened when he said that, causing him to laugh in a way that you knew was at your expense. “god.. i had a feeling that was it.” he scoffed, you felt your cheeks grow warmer by the second with embarrassment. “you really didn’t think i could hear you moaning my name through the wall? hell i’d be surprised if the neighbours didn’t hear..” you couldn’t bear to look at him anymore, you were humiliated. had you really been so fucked out of your mind that you didn’t catch yourself moaning his name? “look, i’m sorry… i should have never even—“ you started, actively avoiding his eyes. he did something then that caught you off guard entirely. he grabbed your chin, redirecting your gaze to meet him. “sorry? shit, if you’re gonna be a dirty little slut, don’t apologize for that.” you were confused, even more so because that little name he called you made you feel.. something.

nam-gyu knew what he was doing to you, and he was about to take full advantage of that. for some reason, having you at his mercy like this was totally turning him on. he couldn’t deny the way his pants tightened when you looked at him like that— fuck it. “oh..” he noticed the way you pressed your thighs together just then. “oh, you like it when i call you that.. don’t you?” you nodded instinctively. his grip shifted from your chin to your throat, squeezing lightly as he moved in close enough to whisper to you. a light moan leaving your lips as he did so.

“then why don’t you show me how much of a slut you can be.”

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you don’t know how you got into this situation, having nam-gyu’s dick shoved between your lips, but you really couldn’t bring yourself to mind. his grip on your head was almost strong enough to be painful, but you were too focused on the sounds he was making to be bothered by it.

“oh fuck… fuck, your lips—“ he groaned, bucking his hips up into your mouth. you whined around him when the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat, but that only egged him on. “yeah, you like being used like this, huh?” he was enjoying this way more than you thought, hell he was so eager to have your mouth on his cock he didn’t even take his clothes off. not that you minded, of course. “you’ve been waiting for me to fuck your mouth like this, haven’t you?” nam-gyu’s words were broken up by moans and whimpers he failed to mask; you really had no idea the effect you had on him up until this point. just then, he pushed your head down as far as you could go, mustering a gag out you.

“it’s rude to ignore people when they ask you a question.” he said through gritted teeth, chest heaving from how good your mouth felt on his dick. you looked up at him, eyes watering. “answer me, bitch.” whether it was the way he looked so. damn. good in the uniform, or the way he was ordering you around like a dog; you felt your pussy clench around nothing, god you needed him right were he wasn’t so bad it hurt. you nodded, hoping that if you did what you were told, then he would finally cut to the chase and fuck you. “oh, so you can follow orders.” he smirked, pulling your head off his dick and sitting back onto your bed. “in that case, ride me.” your eyes widened, but you did what he said without a word, straddling him as though you were in a trance.

both you and nam-gyu made an indescribable sound of pleasure when you sunk down onto his cock. his gripped your hips as you did so, sliding you down even faster. you cried out, and he kept you bottomed out on his dick for a moment. you thought for a second that it was to allow you time to adjust to the full length of him, but he wasn’t that nice. you were just getting used to him when he began to move you up and down his dick, biting his lip as he did so. “oh my fuck!” you moaned out, planting your hands onto nam-gyu for balance. his grip on your hips was so firm you were positive he would bruise you, but you didn’t really give a shit then; too focused on how fucking amazing his cock felt inside you then. “shit, you sound like such a whore—“ he was one to talk, becoming less and less able to cover up his own slutty noises. “it’s good i’m fucking you like the little slut you are then—fuck.”

even on top you were completely at his mercy, and you loved it. you loved the way he fucked up into that tight pussy of yours almost carelessly, you loved being able to take in the full sight of him in his work clothes while he did it to. the way his shirt, unbuttoned down his chest, looked disheveled as he used you this way; the way you knew you were making a mess of his pants when your hips collided; the way he was so desperate to put you in your place like this that he saw no time to change out of the outfit he knew got you off in the first place. everything that was happening to you right now under any other circumstance would have not turned you on this much, but for some reason that outfit changed everything.

and you definitely didn’t want it to stop anytime soon.

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thanks for reading! i apologize for the lack of dialogue, this was just an idea i had and i wanted to put it to “paper” as soon as possible! thank you guys for putting up with my self-indulgent nonsense again :P

as usual, any advice/constructive criticism on how i can improve my writing is appreciated and requested! have a fantastic day/night lovelies 💋

tags: @gongyoosgf @kouzih @strangelife122 @gabbystinks

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prettyboyeddiemunson · 22 hours ago

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guilty as sin?

summary: eddie and y/n watch a special movie and get up to things.

word count: 3.9k

warnings/notes: smut, watching p*rn, masturbation (m & f), fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex, squirting

a/n: this is a blurb that ties in with my gods & monsters series on ao3! as usual, reader is 18+! also this was supposed to include her touching herself a little longer than i originally planned, but this thing took on a life of its own as soon as i started writing it. i hope you enjoy!

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“are you excited for this, baby?”

y/n was sitting on her parents’ bed, waiting for eddie to get the movie ready. she had never seen it before—something called “porn.” she knew what that was, of course, but she had never seen it. she and eddie had been having sex for a month, and he had suggested it to her one night as they lay together. she was open to it, even if she was a little bit nervous about it. she watched as eddie tinkered with the vcr, her legs dangling off the edge of the bed as she swung them.

“a little,” she answered, sitting back on her elbows. “is it going to work?”

“yeah, it should,” he said. “this tape sometimes likes to be eaten, which I find ironic, considering..”

she giggled, couldn't help it. “oh yeah? is there a lot of that in it?”

“a fair amount,” he said. “it has your favorite.”

“which one?” she asked. “I have a lot of favorites.”

“eating out after being creampied,” eddie said, hitting play. “i think it’s going to work, baby. let’s lie back and watch it.”

she lay back with him, falling into his arms. she snuggled against him, watching as the movie began with a disclaimer. she looked up at eddie, who was looking down at her with a grin. she leaned up and kissed him, and he returned the kiss feverishly. she whimpered against his lips, biting at his lower lip as he growled into the kiss. she chuckled and kissed him harder, her fingers tangling in the ends of his hair. he drew back after a moment, his grin widening as he stroked her cheek.

“save it,” he said. “i want to see how you act when we start the movie.”

“is it gonna start yet?” she asked. “I didn’t think these kinds of movies had this many credits.”

“yeah, it’s about to start now,” eddie said. “see?”

she started watching the movie, snuggled up against eddie. the movie started off like any normal movie would. a woman answered the door in lingerie, greeting the repairman as he ogled her. y/n rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness of it, but kept watching. the woman led the man in to where the hot water tank was, showing him the problem and leaving him to fix it. as he was doing so, the woman went into her bedroom, laid back on the bed, and started touching herself as she moaned loudly and in exaggeration. y/n wasn’t fazed yet, but kept watching. eddie was looking at her for a reaction, and she smiled at him as she kissed him again.

“what do you think so far?” he asked.

“i think this is really weird so far,” she said. “people enjoy this?”

he chuckled. “yeah, but it gets better. you should keep watching.”

she did, watching as the man came to find the woman. the woman was still touching herself and moaning, and the man found her and dropped his toolbox. y/n giggled and kept watching, the man walking into the room and watching the woman on the bed. the woman opened her legs wider for invitation and the camera did a close up of her pussy. y/n looked away then, blushing and shy. eddie chuckled, kissing her hair and drawing her tighter against him. she kept watching; it was like a trainwreck she couldn’t look away from.

“it’s about to get good, baby,” eddie said, squeezing her tighter. “just watch.”

“I hope so,” she said. “i'm bored so far.”

he laughed, shaking his head. “you really don’t have much patience, do you?”

“hmm, no,” she said. “is the good stuff about to happen?”

“yep,” he said. “watch.”

she kept watching, and eddie had been right. soon the man was eating her out, messily and noisily over the music. y/n watched, fascinated, as he worked, her eyes big and her mouth hanging open. eddie saw her awestruck expression and laughed, kissing her deeply as she pressed her body against his. she tangled her fingers in his hair, lifting one of her legs over his hip and grinding against him slightly. eddie moaned low in his throat, his hand coming down to squeeze her ass. she whined, pushing herself against him more urgently before he drew back to look down at her.

“fuck,” he said. “already getting desperate, huh?”

“just because it’s you,” she said. “i’m always desperate for you.”

“so i see,” he teased, poking her nose. “i think it’s adorable.”

“let’s keep watching,” she said. “i wanna see what happens next.”

the man kept eating the woman out, y/n watching as eddie kissed her neck. she giggled, still watching the movie as eddie’s hand came up her shirt. she swatted it at away and he did it again, squeezing her breast and playfully biting at her neck. she let him that time, knowing that it was a losing battle, anyway. she turned to kiss him as the woman’s moans grew louder, and he tugged at her lower lip with his teeth. she gasped, pulling at his hair before she allowed him to take her shirt off. he kissed her breasts over her bra, exploring with his mouth and hands. she mewled, pressing her body against his and tugging at his hair as he, too, moaned.

“you’re the eager one now,” she said, giggling. “you’re all eager for me.”

“I always am,” he said, smirking. “just like you are for me.”

“I can’t help it with you,” she said. “you’re just so hot.”

“you’re the hottest woman in the world, baby,” he said, tracing her nipple through the fabric of her bra. “can i take your clothes off? i have an idea.”

“what’s your idea?” she asked.

“i want you to touch yourself for me,” he said. “while you watch the movie.”

she blushed. “oh…”

“do you want to?” he asked.

“mmm hmm,” she said. “even though i’m a little nervous.”

“it’s okay,” he said. “i can talk you through it, if you want me to.”

“okay,” she said, standing up to take her clothes off. she laid next to him fully naked, her cheeks hot. “i’m here now.”

“good girl,” eddie said, smirking as he studied her nude body. “you’re so beautiful.”

her cheeks heated more, and a giggle passed her lips. “you think so?”

“I know so,” he said, taking her hand and guiding it between her legs. “be a good girl for me now.”

she started slowly running her fingers through her folds, a whine passing her lips. she watched the movie for a moment, but it wasn’t doing much for her anymore. the man went from eating her out to fucking her, but it seemed so fake that it was almost laughable. she turned her attention from the movie back to eddie, who was watching her with hungry eyes. she giggled and kept going, her fingers massaging as eddie licked his lips.

“I wish you would touch me, too,” she said.

“I will later,” he said. “for now, I just wanna watch you do it. rub your clit for me.”

she kept going, swirling her fingers through her folds as she felt herself getting more wet. she moaned as she rubbed her clit, looking over at eddie to see what he was doing. he had pulled his cock out and was jerking himself off, his mouth slack as his fist moved slowly over his erection. she looked back at the movie and saw the man still fucking the woman, absolutely drilling her as she moaned exaggeratedly. y/n had to suppress an eye roll; it was so over the top that it was almost laughable. she didn’t want to hurt eddie’s feelings, though, so she kept herself under control.

“just like that,” he said, groaning as he kept going. “that’s my good fucking girl.”

“it feels so good,” she gasped. “but I want you to touch me now.”

“not yet,” he said. “soon, though, I promise. finger yourself for me.”

she did so, inserting two fingers inside of herself as she moaned. her back arched and she pushed them deeper, down to the last knuckle. eddie watched her, the movie forgotten by both of them as they watched each other work. she moaned as she fucked herself, her fingers working quickly as her thumb swiped at her clit. eddie kept watching her, his gaze never wavering as he stroked his cock. he didn’t speed up, but instead kept a steady pace that was more in tune with her own movements.

“please,” she begged. “I want you to touch me.”

“oh yeah?” he asked, smirking. “you can’t stand it any longer, can you?”

“no,” she said. “please..”

he took her hand and guided it, pushing her fingers in and out of her pussy as he rubbed her clit. she whined, allowing him to do it as he leaned down to suck on one of her nipples. she moaned, fingering herself deeper as her stomach began to tighten. she grabbed his hair and pulled, arching her back as he moaned against her skin. his free hand kept stroking his cock, his movements getting faster as her orgasm approached.

“i’m getting so close,” she warned, bucking her hips to meet her own touch. “i want to cum on your tongue.”

“oh?” he asked, smirking. “that’s what you want, huh?”

“yes it is,” she said. “please.”

“well…since you asked so nicely…” he said, withdrawing his hand from her and from himself and kneeling in front of her. “i guess we’ll have to do it then, won’t we?”

“please yes,” she begged. “please, i don’t like begging so much.”

“poor thing,” eddie said, kissing her inner thighs. “you poor thing.”

“don’t tease me,” she said. “you’ve done enough of that already.”

“why not?” he asked, smirking at her. “i think it’s fun to watch you squirm.”

“because i just want you to do it already!” she said with a roll of her eyes. “it’s been too long!”

“okay, okay,” he said, licking a stripe up her pussy and moaning. “fuck, you taste so good. so sweet.”

she mewled, and eddie dove in. he ate her out feverishly, as if he were a man starving. she grabbed hold of his hair, her thighs already quivering as he worked on her. he looked up at her over her mound, his dark hair falling into his eyes as he pushed his tongue inside of her. she moaned, bucking her hips slightly as he smirked against her. she wanted to slap his head for that, but she was too engrossed in what he was doing to give it much more thought. he gripped her thighs tightly, as if he were a man drowning and was clinging to his only salvation, and she welcomed the thought of the bruises it might leave behind. she did love being marked up by him, after all, and he was doing a good job of that tonight.

“your parents would be so pissed if they could see us right now,” eddie said. “especially your dad.”

“fuck him,” she said. “i don’t care what he thinks about us.”

“neither do i,” he said, sucking on her clit for a moment as she gasped. “was that good?”

“mmm hmm,” she hummed, tugging at his hair as he pushed two fingers inside of her. “please keep going.”

“i really need to fuck you soon,” he said, chuckling against her as he sucked on her clit again. “i’m about to burst.”

“come here, then,” she said. “fuck me.”

“yeah?” he asked, smiling at her. his face glistened with her juices, and he didn’t make any effort to wipe it away. “you don’t wanna cum on my tongue first?”

“hmm, okay,” she said. “i am pretty close.”

“okay, baby,” he said, diving back in. “i’ll give you what you want.”

it didn’t take much longer. a few more sucks of her clit and fucking her on his fingers and she was letting go, crying out his name and cumming all over his face. he smiled, sitting back and watching as she experienced her high. when she came down from it, he kissed his way up her body and sucked on each breast before smashing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. she whined, kissing him back and tasting herself on his lips & tongue. he kissed her deeply, lining himself up with her pussy and slapping his dick against it. she giggled, pushing her hips forward in invitation. he sought her consent with a look and she nodded, giving him permission. he slid inside of her with ease and she moaned, clinging to his back as he moaned low in her ear.

“christ, you feel so fucking good,” he breathed. “you’re so goddamn wet.”

“all for you,” she said. “just for you.”

“yeah?” he asked. “just for me, huh? no one else?”

“nope, no one else,” she said. “please fuck me now.”

“how do you want it?” he asked, giving one shallow, slow thrust as he looked down at her. “fast and hard or slow and soft?”

“fast and hard, please,” she said, clinging to his back and looking into his eyes. “i want you to be rough like they’re being in the movie.”

indeed they were. in the movie, the man had taken to fucking the woman from behind as hard and as fast as was humanly possible. y/n didn’t think it WAS possible; he was going almost like a jackhammer. she wondered if they used special effects even in those kind of movies, and found that she didn’t much care one way or another. she was focused on her own pleasure right now, not some imaginary, fake pleasure in the movie. the woman was moaning and yelling on the tv and y/n had to suppress another eye roll at how fake it all sounded. surely she didn’t sound like that, did she?

“eddie,” she said, moaning as he pushed himself even deeper inside of her. “do i sound like that woman?”

“hm?” he asked, looking over his shoulder at the tv before shaking his head. “no, baby, you don’t. your moans are so much hotter because yours are actually real.”

“really?” she asked, hooking her legs around his waist and pulling him in as deeply as he could go. “maybe you should start fucking me then so you can hear them.”

“wow,” he said, starting to thrust as he smirked down at her. “i’m impressed, y/n. you went from this good catholic girl to my own personal porn star. when the hell did that happen?”

she giggled, digging her heels into his ass. “it happened as soon as you started fucking me. i was really missing out, but i honestly never wanted to do it with anyone until you came along. the thought of it kinda grossed me out before.”

“oh yeah?” eddie asked, groaning as he began to pick up the pace a little. “all those good catholic boys and steve turned your stomach, huh?”

“well, steve was okay, i guess,” she said. “but the other ones were all gross and i think they were secretly doing it behind their parents’ backs.”

“just like you’re doing now, huh?” he teased, leaning down to kiss her neck. “you’re so funny sometimes.”

“i’m gonna get really funny if you don’t shut up and fuck me,” she said.

“so bossy,” he said, leaving a mark on her neck and laughing. “oops, you might have to wear a scarf for a little bit.”

“i don’t care,” she said. “please.”

“alright,” he said, looking down at her again as he began to move faster.

she gasped as he began to ram directly against her sweet spot, her eyes rolling back for a moment as she clung to him tightly. he moaned in her ear as he thrust deeply, making sure to rail her with every thrust inward. he kissed her sloppily, their tongues meeting before their lips, their moans lost in each other’s mouths as she dug her nails slightly into his back. he groaned at the contact, drawing back to look down at her as his movements increased. she could feel her stomach tightening already, and she opened her mouth to tell him she was close. before she could tell him, though, she was cumming hard, her nails scratching hard down his back as he moaned deep in his throat. she soaked the bed below them, her mouth agape as her head was thrown back. eddie was kissing her neck again, dipping low to get what he could reach of her chest, smiling against her skin as he did so.

“that’s my good girl,” he said. “there she is.”

“don’t stop,” she begged. “please don’t stop.”

“i wasn’t planning on it anytime soon, baby,” he said, kissing her gently on the lips. “i’m gonna make you cum again.”

“are you?” she asked.

“yes i am,” he said. “i’m going to make you scream this time. louder than that woman on tv.”

she had largely forgotten the movie until then, and she looked over his shoulder to see what was happening. it seemed as if it were pretty much over; the man was slowing down and the woman had quieted some. she focused her attention back to eddie, smiling up at him as she pulled him down for another kiss. he kept going, and she whined as he pushed against her sensitive sweet spot, but it still felt so good. she felt dizzy, exhilarated, and as if she were on top of the world. she clenched around him once, twice, and felt him twitch inside of her. that was a bad idea, then; she didn’t want him cumming too soon, after all. she ran her hands down his back to soothe the scratches she left, and was surprised to see that his back was sticky. she drew her hands back and saw a little blood on them, and she looked up at him in alarm. he chuckled, shaking his head as he kissed over her face.

“nah, it’s okay,” he said. “i like it.”

“but doesn’t it hurt?” she asked. “i would think that it would hurt.”

“not really,” he said. “i think it feels good.”

“oh,” she said, her own skin slick with sweat as his, too, became wet. “are you getting close?”

“yep, i’m getting there,” he said, rubbing her clit in fast, hard circles. “how about you?”

“i think so,” she said. “i want you to cum inside of me.”

“you do?” he asked. “usually you don’t want that.”

“i do now,” she said. “please, i don’t care. it’ll be fine.”

“are you sure?” he asked, his hair hanging down as he gazed at her. “i don’t want you to get pregnant.”

“i’m fine right now,” she said. “i promise. i’d tell you to use a condom if i wasn’t.”

“are you going to go get on birth control like you said?” he asked.

“yep,” she said. “i made the appointment for next week.”

“good girl,” he said, moaning as he kept going. “fuck, i don’t know how much longer i can hold off.”

“me either,” she said, gasping loudly as he rubbed her clit again. “fuck, this feels so good!”

“yeah?” he asked, smirking. “i’m glad you think so, baby.”

“i really do!” she said, clenching around him again. “you’re so big.”

“and you’re so fucking wet,” he said. “the wettest pussy in the whole world and it’s all mine.”

“all yours,” she echoed, her mouth agape as he started absolutely pounding her. “eddie!”

“let go,” he said, rubbing her clit harder and faster. “go on, baby.”

she didn’t need to be told twice. a few minutes later she came hard again, squirting all over eddie and the bed, her eyes rolled back as she screamed his name. she scratched him hard again, more blood being drawn as he growled in her ear. her own orgasm was followed by his own not even a minute later, and he came deep inside of her with a moan of her name. he rocked his hips to a stop, pulling out of her and collapsing next to her on the bed. he reached for his cigarettes, lighting one and offering her a drag. she took it, giggling at the thought of her parents smelling cigarette smoke in their bedroom. she would air it out as best as she could before they got back, but it was still hilarious to her that her dad might blow his top over it. normally that would have bothered her, but not now. the movie had ended, she and eddie were content, and that’s all that mattered to her.

“i love you,” he said, holding her with one arm as he used the other to smoke. “i love you so much.”

“i love you, too,” she said, snuggling up to him and kissing over his tattoos on his chest. “i really love you so much.”

“i’m so glad that you do,” he said, taking a long drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaling the smoke. “you’re everything to me, y/n. everything and so much more.”

“i think you’re the best,” she said. “i couldn’t have asked for a better boyfriend.”

“and i couldn’t have asked for a better girlfriend,” he said, kissing her hair. “i truly mean that.”

she giggled, kissing his tattoos again as she looked up at him. “i kinda wish we could go again.”

he laughed as well, shaking his head as he kissed her sweetly. “give me about an hour and maybe we’ll talk. i could use a shower, though.”

“me too,” she said. “maybe we could take one after you smoke your cigarette.”

“yeah, we should,” he said, trailing his fingers down her back. “y/n?”

“yeah?”

“your dad is going to kill me for this.”

“i’ll make sure he doesn’t.”

“you don’t mind that i’m doing it?”

“no.”

“good.”

they lay in silence for a little bit, until eddie stamped out his cigarette and got up. he held his hand out for her and she took it, walking to her parents’ bathroom and starting the shower. before they stepped in, she was silent, looking down at the floor as eddie looked at her in concern.

“what is it?” he asked. “are you okay?”

“yeah,” she said, looking up at him with a smile. “i was just thinking.”

“uh oh, that’s dangerous,” he teased.

she rolled her eyes. “never mind.”

“no, tell me,” he said. “i’m sorry.”

“i was thinking about how i’d like to watch more movies like that,” she said. “i had fun tonight.”

“oh yeah?” eddie asked. “well, i’ve got more. maybe we can watch another one tomorrow.”

“i’d like that,” she said, pulling him toward the shower. “come on, let’s get in.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson smut #stranger things one shot #stranger things fic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson one shot

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obsoletethorns · 3 days ago

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you are so, so correct.

the amount of people who have told me to "learn to forgive" my abusers is ridiculous.

for me, learning to get pissed off was far more important! that it wasn't my fault, that they were adults who should have known better and chose to treat me that way.

anger can be a very valid emotional response to injustice. don't let anyone convince you otherwise, because getting pissed off about what actually caused your suffering is a way to move forward.

the "feeling like something is wrong with you that you have to hide" background noise is often a result of childhood trauma because an abused or neglected child who doesn't rationalize their mistreatment runs the risk of alienating themselves from what little shelter and care is actually being provided. it's theorized that blaming yourself at that age is a way to survive by coming up with a justification for why you're being abused so you don't blame your caregivers for your own suffering, thereby alienating them to the point that you are fed or sheltered or protected even less than you are currently. believing you may be able to "change" so that you're worthy of love also prevents despair/giving up. it's of utmost importance to the survival of very small children to develop a worldview that keeps them alive, even if it's by totally magical thinking and at the cost of their ability to perceive reality or navigate normal human relationships. the same thing can happen to adults in abusive domestic situations.

anyway once you're out of that situation it's time to get really pissed off

#thank God for my anger #abuse #child abuse #anger

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kashverse · 6 hours ago

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dadkuna has definitely lost some hairs (bro freaks out when he sees a small bald spot) due to the amount of shit he gets at work. it gets to a point where mamakuna tells him to watch one of those stress relief asmr videos on yt 😭😭😭

sukuna may be the boss of his company, but stress comes for everyone. unfortunately, it seems to have found your beloved a few years too early.

"no," he whispers, voice hoarse with despair. you blink at him, mid-brushing your teeth. "what?"

sukuna stares at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, horror-stricken. his fingers tremble as they graze the tiniest bald spot on the side of his scalp. "no," he says again, this time more broken.

then, like a shakespearean tragedy in motion, he crumples to the floor. "this is it," he croaks, staring up at the ceiling. “this is where it all ends.” you roll your eyes, spitting toothpaste into the sink. "drama queen."

"i’m serious," he whines, gripping his thick hair in frustration. "i can't be a hot dad anymore."

"excuse me?" you say, narrowing your eyes.

"baldness? wrinkles? this is the beginning of the end, babe. i’m done for."

you promptly whack the tiny bald spot with a sharp slap.

sukuna yelps. "OW!"

"you’re being ridiculous," you scoff. "it's barely visible. besides, you’re rich. you can just buy hair if it gets bad."

"that’s not the point!" he huffs, rubbing the offended spot.

"whatever," you mutter. "you need to calm down." sukuna scowls. "how?"

you pause. then, suddenly, an idea. you smirk. "let’s do something we haven’t done since college." sukuna’s brows lift. "i’m listening."

"asmr," you say proudly. there's a beat of silence. then—

sukuna lets out the ugliest scoff. "fuck no."

"c’mon!" you laugh. "just try it."

"babe, i’d rather let gojo shave my head completely than listen to some whispering lady tell me i’m safe and loved," he grumbles. you put your hands on your hips. "fine. suffer, then."

but thirty minutes later you walk into your shared bedroom, already smug.

because there he is. the great and powerful sukuna. sprawled out on the bed, completely boneless. sony noise-canceling headphones snug over his ears. a gentle asmr video playing on the screen. his face smooshed into your pillow for extra comfort.

you grin, leaning against the doorframe. "so," you hum, arms crossed. "you’d rather let gojo shave you bald, huh?"

sukuna cracks open an eye. then, without a shred of dignity, he reaches for you.

"shut up and come cuddle me."

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a-pute11as · 3 days ago

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clear intentions - jenni hermoso

word count - 3.2k | summary - jenni has very clear intentions, but r is determined to not fall for her charm.. again

MDNI 18 + - 18+ themes & suggestions of smut

team nights out were always fun, some alcohol, a lot of dancing and outfits that probably showed more than they needed to especially when you were celebrating your recent cup win. somehow your ex-situationship had made an appearance at the celebration, and whilst you were known for falling for her charm ridiculously quickly you knew you couldn’t give into her too easily.

“jenni is here” patri smirked, fully aware of the whole backstory surrounding the two of you.

“do not fall into her trap nena, it’s always a bad idea” cata insisted, rolling her eyes at the thought of how many times she had said that to you before.

“i won’t okay, the last time i saw her was after the bronze medal match, and that really was something but it’s not happening again” you reminisced, biting your lip slightly, remembering an incredible night fueled by a lot of frustration on jenni’s end.

“jodete, you came to that game to come and support your teammates and ended up fucking your ex” cata said, shaking her head, slightly disappointed in your actions.

“of course idiota, we’ve all heard how good it is, how can she say no with those tattoos and muscles and how good her tong-” patri commented, mocking the excuses you had previously given to your friends every time the situation happened before you could cut her off.

“oye no mas” you interrupted your friend, not letting her finish her sentence, “i won’t say yes tonight, i’m going to get with someone else tonight instead” you insisted.

you knew your friends didn’t believe you, but you also knew jenni was expecting you to go running back to her, which you were determined to not let happen. well that’s what you thought.

the three of you made your way over to the bar, joining a few of your other team mates who were just about to take shots. pina handed one to you, a smirk on her face as she nudged her head in the direction of jenni who was talking to people on the other side of the club. you rolled your eyes before letting the liquor hit the back of your throat with speed.

pina raised her eyebrows at you, her shot glass still in her hand, “no jenni tonight?” she questioned before taking her shot.

“no pina i’m not, it’s like you guys don’t trust me” you shook your head, reaching for another full shot glass, before pina blocked your hand.

“amiga slow down, just be careful” pina reasoned, dropping your hand beside you with a reassuring smile.

you did follow her advice, not having another drink until slightly later on in the evening, spending the majority of time on the dancefloor with your friends.

it wasn’t until kika approached you that reminded you of your goal to get with a different girl tonight, she tapped you on your shoulder causing you to turn your attention to her “creo que a mi amiga le gustas”.

“cuál?” you asked, eyeing up her friends who were standing a few metres from you.

“la rubia” she confirmed, pointing to the blonde who stood on the right.

truth be told, she wasn’t your exact type, but she was hot. she was probably 5’5, her blonde curly hair sat mid back, and she was wearing a shirt that made your eyes focus on a very specific area. you were interested enough to forget about jenni for a short amount of time.

you approached the blonde, offering to buy her a drink, taking her hand in yours and leading her to the bar. ordering two shots of tequila, she lined herself up behind you, her hands instinctively finding home on your waist as the two of you waited for your shots to be prepared.

“is this going to be a normal shot, or a fun shot?” she asked, pressing herself against you as the tequila was poured into tiny glasses in front of you.

you turned yourself slightly in her grip, seeing jenni out of the corner of your eye, her eyes watching you like a hawk, “why don't we have some fun”.

she brought the small glass up to your lips, resting her hand on your jaw as she tilted your head back, her thumb caressing your bottom lip as you swallowed the sour liquid. before removing her hand, she ran her thumb across your bottom lip painfully slowly. just as you reached down to grab the shot for her, you were rudely interrupted by a figure behind you.

“what’s going on here?” she asked.

you quickly turned around, greeted by a tall, dark haired, heavily tattooed figure. “jenni what are yo-”.

“i’ll talk to you later, i wanna know why she thinks it’s okay to touch my girlfriend?” she questioned, raising her eyebrows and tilting her head, a mix of jealousy and possessiveness covering her words.

“girlfriend?” the blonde questioned, “kika said you were single” she argued, incredibly confused by the random women who had interrupted the fun moment you were having.

you turned your attention back to the blonde, giving her an awkward smile “i am single, she is just desperate, ignore her honestly”.

“desperate? mi amor we both know those words suit you more” jenni mocked, her tongue flicking across her bottom lip, clearly trying to put you off.

you turned back around to face her, slightly angry at the interruption she had caused “i’m not talking to you jenni, you shouldn’t even be here”.

“and yet you’re talking to me right now princesa” she remarked with a cocky smirk. she knew the effect her nicknames had on you, they always did, especially when she switched between slightly broken english and her native tongue.

“i’m only talking to you because you’re practically stalking me and won’t leave me alone” you stated, trying to be firm, yet it didn’t appear to be working.

“ahh stalking? if you wanted to roleplay you could’ve asked” the cocky smirk only growing further at the lewd suggestion.

you could’ve sworn you were about to turn around and kiss the blonde girl behind you, until you began to turned around and she was no longer there. “jennifer now she’s gone, thanks a lot!’ you thanked her sarcastically.

“si efectivamente, thanks to me” she shrugged nonchalantly, clearly completing the task she set out to do, not seeing a problem with her actions.

“hermoso, leave me alone!” you half shouted, quickly taking the leftover shot before walking away from the spanish footballer.

you quickly found your friends, filling them in on the situation that had just occurred. “i can’t believe she thinks i would bend over for her whenever she asks!” you protested. “pero lo hiciste, many many times” cata commented.

“isn’t that her favourite position?” patri asked, trying to hold back her laughter.

you shot her a glare, “hijas de puta, she is not ending up in my bed tonight!” you repeated for what felt like the hundredth time, at this point you were trying to convince yourself just as much.

soon enough you were pulled onto the dance floor with your friends, trying to forget about your previous jenni encounter, yet all your mind could think about was her. the way her head would automatically tilt when she showed that stupid cocky smirk or the way her tongue flicked across her bottom lip when she said something that she knew riled you up, but especially the way her hands would roam your body whilst your back was arched or something stupid like that.

zoning out, you let the music take over you completely, you were genuinely enjoying yourself. you felt familiar hands grip your waist from behind, not even bothering to pay attention to who they belong to, assuming it was one of your teammates who came to join in on the fun.

you had stayed that way for at least a few minutes, if not more, until you recognised a whole too familiar move. the person behind you had tugged at the hem of your shirt, lifting it slightly as her fingers lightly drew patterns on your waist before gripping onto it firmly. attempting to turn around in her grip you were stopped by being pulled closer into the individual, there now being absolutely no space between the two of you.

“at least talk to me princesa” she muttered in your ear, giving you all the confirmation you needed of who was behind you.

“hermoso you can’t keep doing this” you tried your best not to give in, but you could feel yourself starting to relax in her grip with a weird sense of familiarity,

“i know they don’t make you feel as good as i do” jenni purred, her breath making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, “mi amor, let me show you how good i can make you feel”.

it was her classic line, and she knew the effect her words had on you, but as much as you started to relax in her touch there was a voice in the back of your head that sounded a bit like cata telling you to not let her ‘trap’ you.

all of a sudden you pushed your way out of her arms, running to the outside smoking area that was luckily incredibly quiet. you leant against the wall, trying to catch your breath, whilst also trying to think of what to do next. closing your eyes, you tried to block out the seductive words that were playing through your head, not only was the heat rising to your cheeks but it was also growing in between your legs.

“why are you avoiding me?” your eyes shot open, being met by jenni stood directly in front of you.

you rolled your eyes, “i’m not playing this game with you jenni”.

“then why are you letting other girls touch you? sabes que no me gusta” she replied, her head tilting with a genuinely confused look on her face, taking a step closer.

“i can get with whoever i want, i don’t need your permission” you fired back.

“you never have a problem asking for permission when i’m on top of you” she retaliated, your cheeks instantly flushing a bright red.

“jennifer shut up, we are in public” your eyes now diverted down to the ground to avoid her gaze.

she laughed slightly before replying, “mi amor when has that ever stopped us before”.

you couldn’t even figure out a way to respond to her, she knew she could say all the right things to make you weak at the knees and the heat between your legs was proving that. with that she closed the space between you, her hands landing on either side of the wall behind you as her neck craned down to meet your ear, “you know i’m better, stop running from me”.

as if it was a reflex, your eyes shut as your breathing grew heavy, it was ridiculous how easy this woman could have you but you knew you couldn’t give in. the heat from her breath was a subtle reminder of the lack of space between the two of you.

“you don’t have to say anything carino, i know exactly what you’re thinking, you’re the only person i’m taking home tonight so when you finally realise that i’ll be waiting” the audacity that she had to assume that you would give in was ridiculous… ridiculously right but you knew you had to long it out for your own sanity.

as if your body suddenly came alive again, you pushed past jenni, walking straight back into the club, leaving her standing alone in the smoking area. on your way back to your friends, you grabbed yourself another drink, needing a little more to push you over the edge.

“you’ll never believe what just happened” were the first words that left your mouth as you approached patri, cata and pina.

the ideal response would be them being shocked at her actions, yet they all knew her game play and had seen it all before.

“i mean why not? you’ll end up doing it anyways” patri said shrugging her shoulders.

“no callate, don-” cata said, trying to interrupt and be reasonable before being cut off by pina.

“maybe this time will be different and you two can finally admit you’re in love with each other” pina added, wiggling her eyebrows.

“joder, shut up, don’t tempt her” cata responded, trying to put a stop to the two girls who were now giggling slightly.

“cata you’re only saying that because you live next door” pina responded, her laughter increasing.

“si and i don’t want to make another noise complaint” she shook her head as she spoke, “so many noises and ‘jenni please’, it haunts me” she mocked which only set patri and pina off further.

“todos ustedes son idiotas” you muttered.

“no, no entiendes, there were so many noises i did not want to hear” cata firmly said, her eyes wide as if she had seen the most traumatising thing possible.

you shook your head, dismissing her last comment as patri and pina were still hunched over cackling as cata continued to mock the noises she had heard from your apartment.

your eyes drifted around the club, obviously trying to find the spanish football that had you between her arms only minutes ago, yet you were met with the sight of a random girl smiling up at her as her hand rested on jenni’s bicep.

“si, es material de novia” you heard her say, a clear smirk planted on her face as the shorter girl giggled at her terrible joke.

“i can’t believe her” you muttered, clenching onto your glass that was now empty, which concerned cata enough to take the glass from your hand.

“dame esto, you know she’s doing it for a reaction” cata said, wrapping an arm around you as she put the glass down onto an empty table.

your eyes fixed on jenni, watching the way she made another girl laugh and smile whilst she stood there with her stupid smirk. “she told me she’d be leaving with me and now she’s about to fuck another girl in front of everybody”

“and yet you will still fuck her” cata muttered, turning her attention back to your other teammates, knowing her words would be no use.

still focused on jenni, you watched as her eyes flickered in your direction, giving you a wink before turning back to the girl whose hands were still all over her.

refusing to watch any longer, you made your way towards the bathroom. bursting through the door, you leant against the sink as your head dropped with the shame she had made you feel. yet again, it reminded you that you were only there when it was convenient for her.

you heard the door open and close, not even bothering to look up, assuming it would be anyone else but her until you heard the door lock, which made your head shoot up. she stood against the wall, arms crossed with a cocky smirk on her face.

“oh did you get bored of making stupid flirty jokes to random girls?” you spoke, clear jealousy in your voice.

“mi amor come on, that was a great joke, my shirt really feels like girlfriend material, see” she laughed, brushing her hands down her chest as if she was showing off a new purchase.

“ah so you’re only leaving with me but you had no problem with her touching you?” you questioned, head tilted as you challenged her actions.

“it worked didn’t it?” she shrugged casually, her arms back to being crossed against her chest.

“go fuck her then, see if i care” you said, your voice raising higher than before “eres una bici? getting all these girls to ride you”, you muttered.

jenni’s eyebrows raised at your response, “watch your attitude, no me hables asi”.

“or what? go use your stupid rules for that side hoe you were about to fuck” you spat, mocking her dominance as if it was a challenge.

she approached you, her hands dropped to her side as she cornered you against the sink, leaving a painfully close gap yet not laying a hand on you.

“you know exactly what i’d do to you” she remarked, looking you up and down, leaning closer to your ear as she whispered exactly how she’d leave you overstimulated and struggling to walk like the last time you gave her this kind of attitude. and just like usual, she could tell what her words did to you, your breath picking up as your mind filled with the exact feeling of what she described. your thighs pushing together to find some kind of friction that you were lacking, “but i think i’d rather watch you squirm right now” she added, pulling away from you as she let out a slightly sadistic laugh.

you tried to speak but you couldn’t form any words, struggling to think of anything but what she had whispered to you.

“or are you going to run away from me again?” she remarked, taking a step back from you, putting more space back between the two of you.

closing your eyes for a moment, you tried to evaluate your options, your friends had been telling you all night how much of a bad idea this was and yet you were so close to jumping into her arms and letting her do what she wanted to you.

“is it more than sex?” you quickly asked, not even thinking as the words left your mouth.

“que?” jenni looked at you with a puzzled face.

“you heard me jenni” you stated, crossing your arms over your chest as if you were standing your ground.

her hand reached out to cup your cheek, “do you think i would act like this if it was just sex? i turned up just to see you and i’ve literally not kept my eyes off of you, i could have killed that girl for having her hands on you and i still plan on it, the only reason i talked to that girl was so i could find another reason to talk to you”.

“lo siento, i should’ve just talked to you instead of trying to get with another girl” you dropped your arms in defeat.

she pulled you closer, one hand on your hip and the other still on your jaw, her eyes flicked between your eyes and lips before she crashed her own into yours. being with jenni felt so familiar, it felt like home and you knew for sure you’d be taking her home tonight too.

she pulled away, giving the two of you a chance to breathe, “esta bien mi princesa, but you’ll be really sorry later when i remind you what happens when you give me attitude”, she smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“jenni please” you pleaded, hinting for her to go easy on you, knowing it would probably not work but it was worth a shot.

“si! that’s what you’ll be saying, muy bien cari” she used her hand to squeeze your cheeks together, making your lips form a pout, giving you another quick kiss, she took your hand and led you out of the club.

whilst you were determined to not let the spanish footballer into your bed for the night, there was no other way you wanted the night to end other than that exact way, which was more than ideal.

a/n - not proof read, any spelling errors lmk x

#woso #woso community #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso oneshot #fcb femení #barca femeni #barcelona femeni x reader #jenni hermoso #jenni hermoso x reader #jenni hermoso imagine #espwnt

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14dayswithyou · 3 days ago

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Ren' favorite colour is pink! 😋

Hey I asked about Teo's fingernails (LOL), but now I'm curious about his self-care routine (like facial care, hair, body, all'at) as well as every character in the game. Which one of them uses the 13 in one body wash?

⌞♥⌝ I don't know why I initially read this as "self-care and shower routine", so you get the best of both worlds now jgsdhjgjh

Ren: I answered this a long time ago, but Ren genuinely has no self-care routine. He's (fortunately) blessed with having flawless skin, so all Ren needs to do every night is wash his face before going to sleep. He'll use the same hair products as Angel (if applicable) to feel closer to them. Ren is also the kind of person who shampoos and conditions twice before they start to feel clean.

Moth: Has a few limited edition AoG-themed skincare products (that are probably expired by now T_T), but otherwise, they don't have much of a self-care routine. That usually comes in the form of reading webtoons until the sun comes up and wearing a ridiculously expensive silk bonnet with Haruko's face on it.

Violet: She has a dedicated routine of watering all of her plants, indulging in a nice, relaxing bubble bath, applying hair care products, applying all her skin care products, and finally, drinking an entire glass of water before settling in for the night. If Violet ever skips a step, she'll feel like she's been thrown out of the loop.

Elanor: They're somewhat similar to Violet, though she prefers to use a specific lotion that helps prevent eczema, and often likes to use toner water and lash serums after washing her face. Showering often becomes tedious for Elanor since one of her cats is adamant about standing in the shower with her.

Conan: Usually shaves and grooms himself every few so often. Otherwise, there isn't much self-care going on in the O'Rourke household ^^; Out of the entire cast, Conan is probably the only one who owns and uses a loofah.

Jae: He found out about three-in-one body wash one day, and his life — and wallet — has never been the same since. Jae also uses a specific shampoo to help hydrate and strengthen his hair (which is very much needed after spending long hours at the beach), and often likes to do his dental routine with Maple.

Leon: Leon has to shower at least once a day, otherwise he doesn't feel clean. He also doesn't have much of a self-care routine outside of wiping down his entire body to make sure there are no traces of sand anywhere and using roll-on deodorant afterwards.

Teo: You just knooow he owns all the latest luxury items and uses nothing but the best for his skin and body. Teo uses face masks, jade face rollers, high-end body scrubs and skincare products, and refuses to sleep on anything that isn't made from silk. Probably smells like coconut after his showers.

Olivia: Her form of self-care consists of spending an ungodly amount of time waxing her entire body, having a one-hour Everything Shower, putting on her favourite PJs, and winding down with ice cream and a good TV show. If Teo responds to her texts, at least she's prepared.

Kiara: She's a mixture between Violet and Olivia. Kiara only washes her hair every other day and likes to use moisturiser and toner after her showers. She also uses other things like facial oils and serums, as well as pore strips and lash serums.

#💌 — answered.#💖 — 14 days with queue.#mugibaboo #to be tagged later #On my mobir pone

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rjalker · 11 hours ago

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from the replies:

mercifulmother Dec 1, 2024

The amount of white man blinking gif I'm doing at that person right now. I am so TIRED of those popular romance tropes. Like I get it, it's fake and a fantasy, but I want some variety so I can read what I want too, you know? I really desperately wish I could find more stories with the main romances actually caring for and respecting each other. Sigh. Just gotta write the hyper-specific stuff I want myself I guess!

novella-november Dec 1, 2024

Yeah, like. Just because werewolf fiction has a common trope of women being treated like crap, don't get to transform at all, or if they can transform, doing so will cause miscarriages during pregnancy and they commonly get abused by the men in their life and this is seen as the 'correct' and Normal Thing in werewolf fiction………

………. doesn't mean that's a trope we should continue or endlessly praise this trope.

*standing in doorway looking over my shoulder: "sometimes, popular tropes… are bad"

mercifulmother Dec 1, 2024

[claps] Yes, this, thank you. Its so utterly ridiculous and doesn't even make any sense? Like. It's magic. It's literally magic and FAKE and people can, in fact, make up whatever new werewolf rules they want that are not… This hot mess nonsense. I can't even read werewolf romances anymore because it's always like this and I hate it. I don't see how that's supposed to be interesting or romantic in the slightest. I can literally just watch true crime if that's what I'm after. There are so many other interpretations out there that are sitting around just… Untouched. And for that matter, I'm so tired of abuser-to-still-abuser wearing the enemies-to-lovers trench coat. Why does the one enemy always have to be extremely controlling, cruel, violent, and utterly unapologetic with no attempts to even admit to their wrongdoings (which at that point shouldn't be forgiven regardless). Whatever happened to enemies who deeply respected each other's abilities and are obsessed with each other instead because nobody else can understand them? Or enemies who hate being on the opposite side and are desperately trying to 'save' each other because the respect and care go that deep? Like. Literally anything other than aggressively trying to oppress and abuse and subjugate the other (and it's ALWAYS a man doing this to a woman like haha funny how that works except it's not funny).

Making a much longer post short:

If you are writing a Romance, especially one you want your readers to root for, please make sure you take the time to include lots of little scenes that show that:

your characters actually are *friends* as well as lovers,

they enjoy spending time with each other on a casual basis

they respect as well as love each other

they try to communicate their feelings clearly instead of bottling their ire up til it explodes in violent arguments

neither of your characters are genuinely afraid of the other when they're angry

that they do not threaten each other with bodily harm during arguments, or use physical force

they respect each other's consent, and respect their partner's wants and wishes when it comes to physical affection.

pretty much to sum it up: do your characters actually enjoy being with each other, or is the entire relationship built on lust and dramatic arguments and nothing else?

Because if your relationship is the latter, your readers are more likely to want them to *break up* rather than *stay together*.

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captain-huggy-bear · 2 days ago

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The Jello Incident

Pairing: Quinn Hughes x Fem!Reader

Warnings: N/A

Summary: You come home from work and tell Quinn all about the jello incident at school and then fall asleep on him.

Notes: For the sake of my American audience I have changed Jelly to Jello...um, life imitates art or something like that?

Honestly this is a silly little fluffy fic because sometimes life throws you events that inspire you and sometimes (all the time) you just want to write cute shit.

Totally happy to take requests/ideas/prompts at the moment in my ask box :)

Writing Masterlist

The only thing you want as you trail in from a long day of teaching is to take your shoes off and curl up on the couch next to your boyfriend. It's why you're so quick to drop your bag at the front door, very little consideration for the work laptop inside or your water bottle that gives a loud clank. You're practically kicking your shoes off half way down the hallway, one kicked off so hard it goes flying and hits the wall beside Quinn's stupid painting of a monkey with headphones on, before making your way to the couch where Quinn is watching a hockey game, what looks to be a rerun of his most recent game actually. Probably trying to figure out what went wrong and what went right.

"Hey, baby," He greets you as you press a kiss to the top of his hair on your way past the back of the couch, smiling at the familiar gesture, arms already open and ready for you to join him, the game far less interesting than you and your day. Especially after the third run through of it. He's watched it so many times he's not even sure he's comprehending what's happening anymore.

"Hi..." you sigh out, flopping down on top of Quinn on the couch, face pressing into the crook of his neck as his arms come to wrap around you, running over your back in soothing motions.

"Rough day?" He huffs out a laugh as you almost crush him into the couch, not that he'd ever complain about having you on top of him. An ideal way to die to be honest, being smothered by his girlfriend. At least he'd die happy.

"Nggghh," You groan out into his neck, wondering how on earth you were going to explain your day because, "There was a jello incident..." You lift your head to look at him and Quinn's look of confusion, one brow raised, green eyes a little wide says it all. It's how you felt at walking in to the situation itself. Baffled. How does one even begin to explain a jello incident, how on earth did you even get involved in a jello incident when you taught teenagers not toddlers...

"A...a jello incident?"

"Yeah...." You press your cheek against his chest, settling in to recount your day, "There was a sub next door and...I heard him screaming at the kids, so obviously I decided to go make sure everything was okay..." A stupid decision really...you should have remembered the age old adage of 'not my circus, not my monkeys' it would have saved you a ridiculous amount of stress.

"And jello factors into this how?" Quinn twists one of his legs with yours, locking you closer against him as his fingers start to scratch over your scalp in a soothing pattern.

"Would you believe me if I told you the grade 7s had decided to throw pots of jello at each other in Religious Studies? And some of it hit the sub...and I had to take 3 kids into my room as punishment and..." You can't help the way you snort and the thought of it because...fuck, it's ridiculous.

"And?"

"And one of them was sat there with jello on his shoulder the entire time!" You can still picture it, a 12 year old sat with bright pink jello blobs wobbling on his shoulder and cheek because he hadn't bothered to clear it up, proof of his guilt physically on him.

"And you didn't laugh?"

"No, I didn't laugh!" You laugh along with Quinn, mouth pressed into his hoodie while you look up at him from where you're lying on his chest. His own laugh has you bouncing slightly as his chest rises and falls and it doesn't help you to try to take the situation seriously.

"I'd have laughed, baby, sorry."

"That's why you're not a teacher, Quinn..." You roll your eyes even though you know he'd actually make an excellent teacher if he ever decided hockey wasn't for him anymore. He had the patience for it, the calm temperament and steadfast approach.

"Hey! I'd be a great teacher...maybe..."

"Keep telling yourself that." You sigh out, letting the silence fall over the two of you, just enjoying the sound of his heart beating steadily beneath your ear, the feel of his fingers running through your hair, trimmed nails scraping across your scalp and the back of your neck.

You hum as your eyes start to close, feeling like you might fall asleep right there like that with Quinn's warmth against you, the sound of a hockey game playing in the background, Shortie singing Quinn's praises again.

"You wanna watch a movie and cuddle?" He mumbles into your hair, snuggling you closer to him as he reaches for the remote.

"I might fall asleep, the jello incident has me wiped.." your eyes are barely open, feeling like you might drop off at any moment. Not helped by how warm Quinn is, how utterly comfortable it is to lie on him like this.

"That's okay, baby, you can fall asleep on me. I don't mind." He huffs out a laugh, watching the way your eyes blink open as if you're shocking yourself awake every few seconds. You're adorable as you try your best to refuse to nod off, determined to stay awake for Quinn.

"You sure?" You lift your head again with some effort, taking in the soft smile Quinn sends your way, the genuine affection in his eyes.

"Certain, baby..." You plop your head back down on his chest at the reassurance, snuggling closer and letting your eyes close properly this time, "Dune Part 1?"

"Dune Part 1." You mumble even though you both know you're going to be asleep in less than half an hour.

If he's being honest there are few things Quinn likes more than you falling asleep on him or around him. There's something about it, the complete display of trust and comfort, that you're so comfortable around him that you can just fall straight asleep, that fills him with a sense of masculine pride. It's what has him reaching for the blanket on the back of the couch, pulling it over your back so you don't get cold. It's what has him slipping his hand under your shirt, tracing small circles into the warmth of your skin, the sort of circles that always help you drift off. It's what has him keeping the volume of the movie low because he's not really watching it anyway, he's watching you.

He spends most of the movie just watching the way you breathe against him, slow and even, so deeply asleep that you start to drool a little on him. He knows you'd hate him to see that, but he finds it adorable, a compliment really that you can sleep that deeply around him.

Every now and then you shuffle and twist in your sleep, strands of hair falling into your face and each time he pushes them out of the way, tucking them behind your ears so that they don't annoy you in your sleep.

He wants this, he thinks, for the rest of his life. You coming home from a mad day of teaching, some ridiculous story on your lips, him holding you close while you drift off, being the comfort, the safety you deserve at the end of a long day. Maybe eventually a couple of kids, tucked in besides you, him shushing them so that mommy doesn't wake up. Maybe a dog, or a cat, you always said you wanted a cat...

Yeah, he thinks this might be the sort of normal that he wants for the rest of his life.

#teacher reader x quinn #huggy bear writes #quinn hughes/reader #quinn hughes x reader #nhl imagine #nhl x reader

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acexsmhking · 3 days ago

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Childhood friend!Toby

Warning(s): 18+ content, FEM!reader, nasty sexy, mentions of abuse, mentions of child abuse, mentions of child neglect, Toby’s backstory is a TW itself, Toby’s obsessive behavior

BSF!Toby that coincidentally breaks into your home one night, fully intending on satisfying his urges, maybe taking a limb off you and leaving

BSF!Toby that’s quiet pushing open your door, feet not making a sound as if he isn’t even there

BSF!Toby creeping to the side of your bed, eyes locked on you but something shiny catching his eye

There on your nightstand, a picture. Three people, two girls and a boy. Clearly two of the individuals are you and… him?

BSF!Toby’s head pops to the side, a hiss leaving his lips cringing at himself. He sneaks a glance at you, still thankfully unaware

BSF!Toby doesn’t look back at the picture, something about it.. irks him. That girl in it irks him

BSF!Toby leans in and sniffs you, you smell familiar you look vaguely familiar. He can feel himself getting hard as he looks at you, really looks at you

BSF!Toby feels himself getting frustrated, upset as to why he can’t remember you. Why was he feeling so… peaceful? Seeing you

BSF!Toby who suddenly leaves in a huff, shaking, bones popping uncontrollably as he stumbles out of your room, out of this house

Swiping one of your discarded panties on the floor…

BSF!Toby that stalks you, watching you from crowds, trees and corners as you go about your day

BSF!Toby gets a ridiculous hard-on one day watching you, seeing you bend over to pick something up and feeling a disgusting amount of jealous when he sees someone else checkin you out

BSF!Toby deciding enough is enough, and creeps into your house while you’re making a snack, completely unaware of him around the corner glaring at you

You who finally turns and, reasonably, freak the all hell out as you see a tall, face hidden, bloodied hatchet carrying individual in your home

The stranger moves fast, gripping your neck. You can’t turn your head, you can barely breathe. You’re horrified

Then you see it, a simple glimmering chain.. it’s the only thing on him in gold, the only thing on him that seems well maintained

You recognize the cross, the pearls dangling from it. You heart trembles, your nails dig into his sleeves as you try fighting him off

But BSF!Toby seems unbothered, presses a knee between your legs. You’re stunning, to him at least, and your scent. You’re driving him crazy

He feels unreasonable, more than usual. You look like a dream, something distant, something no someone he’s supposed to know

“T-Toby?” Your voice is quiet, hoarse clearly still unable to take a good breath of air

But you feel his grip loosen, his side head move to the side as one of his hands pop. This time your reach for his face, running your fingers over the cold leather muzzle where his gnash should be, is

BSF!Toby that keeps his grip on you, but is nicer.. feels nicer. He doesn’t protest as you remove his goggles, or when you undo the straps of his muzzle

He just watches you, as your eyes widen and tear up. Roaming his face and taking everything in. He can’t fault you; he’s doing the same

He looks older, tired, with this.. look in his eyes. They seem dead, you never understood what that saying meant before now

He looked as if he’s seen things and as if he’s done things. And if the hatchets are anything to go by he has

But still, some sort of weight lifts from your heart. Just being able to see him again; really see him again

It’s not some old photo, not an old tape from years ago. It’s actually him brown eyes, unkept hair and jitters

He leans closer, thigh pressing harder against you. You gasp, hands on his triceps as you weakly try squirming

“Tobs!” The nickname slips from you before you can stop it. His brows relax, he doesn’t look as.. angry at you now

You can feel slobber leak from him and onto your shirt as he moves his head to your neck, you can hear him take in a sniff

His fingers occasionally flex, crackle around your neck making you choke but he seems uncaring about moving hand

BSF!Toby that gives your neck a long lick, groaning at the taste of your skin. You’re soft, so soft and warm. Your skin isn’t too salty, but not dusty either

Your thighs clench around his, you can feel heat rise in your cheeks and your heart thumping

And of course BSF!Toby cared too little to be aware, suckling and biting your neck as you squirmed, core grinding against his thigh as your hands cling to his jacket

You’re whining, practically begging him to stop, let you pull yourself together and talk

BSF!Toby that just swats your hand away when you try pulling him off. He feels so safe, and you taste so damn good

You can feel yourself getting wetter, clit throbbing and it’s not enough. You need more you need him you need to feel his skin

BSF!Toby is relentless, as he moves you against his thigh. Not flinching as you begin unbuttoning his shirt, teeth nipping your jawline

“Ich nehme dich mit, Kleines”

: ̗̀➛ I am so sorry this is ass, I have been having a horrible headache. But I wanted to feed you all!! I am also trying to play more RDR again after months so the next coming chapters are a bit more put together, I am also still working on Brian’s generals — Ace

#creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #ticci toby x reader #creepypasta ticci toby #ticci toby

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milessunflowers · 2 days ago

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poly yukierre - maybe driver!reader gets fucked over by red bull and his boyfriends are left to pick up the pieces

- spoon :)

spoon, you genuis. i've got it all figured out already!

yuki tsunoda x male!driver!reader x pierre gasly

synopsis: after dedicating your career to the redbull family, they screw you over. it hurts you a lot, leading to pierre and yuki comforting you and making things better

author's note:

you were devastated. you were promised that seat, checo made sure to advocate for you. they told you time and time again you were getting that seat. they promised you that seat. they lied. they signed liam, even after years of you being with redbull, testing their cars, and being their development driver. you were left utterly hopeless.

you had worked tirelessly for years to get that promise of seat; you spent time helping to make the car perfect, even did mechanics classes so you could be involved in every way shape or form when it came to the car. you showed redbull how dedicated you were to the team, and they still looked right over you. you couldn't blame them fully, not really. liam was remarkable, but you couldn't help to resent him.

that was your seat, not his. well, at least you had thought. the whole time, they planned to sign him anyway. you hadn't talked to anyone, not even yuki and pierre, in a few days. it was concerning, but they understood that you needed space.

you stayed in the guest room in the flat you three shared. most of the time, you were locked in there, sleeping, crying, anything that put your mind away from the seat. they made sure you ate and took care of yourself, even if you couldn't get yourself to talk. they let you take your time, giving you the space you needed to process your thoughts. they didn't want to pressure you and push you further into your self-deprecating hole.

pierre and yuki were absolutely livid with redbull. they knew how much you had been looking forward to racing alongside them, how much you had learned from checo and max, the tips they gave you. not even to mention the countless amounts of hours you spent, helping the team develop their cars and see where things needed to be fixed.

now, you were booted from the team entirely. no seat, not even a reserve driver seat. you were cut from the sport you loved with the snap of a finger.

it hurt your boyfriends to see you like this. you never cut them out for this long. sure, you had some times where you couldn't bring yourself to speak, but you still slept with them and spent time with them. then again, this was an entirely different situation. they had to let you work it out on your own.

it took four whole days before you even came out of the guest bedroom. even then, you wouldn't talk. you just leaned against them, letting them shower you with love and affection. in return, yuki would cook for you, pierre would make you laugh, and at the end of the day, you would be stuck between them in bed. after a week of them doing this, you finally felt up to talking.

"fuck redbull," were the first words you spoke in almost two weeks. yuki and pierre were startled at first but then had large grins on their faces.

"there's our amazing boyfriend," pierre exclaims happily, hugging you tightly and planting a kiss to your hair.

"i missed your voice. pierre was getting annoying," yuki comments, grinning at both you and pierre, who was now wearing a fake hurt expression. "hey!" pierre exclaims, playfully slapping yuki's arm before also giving him a kiss.

"you guys are ridiculous," you tell them, shifting a bit between them. you placed your head in yuki's lap and let your legs stretch across pierre's. "missed you. sorry i kinda just, i don't know-"

"shut it," yuki says, pressing a finger to your mouth. "no apologies. you had every right to take the time you needed. what redbull did was just fucked! i don't blame you. we don't blame you."

"honestly, redbull needs to piss off," pierre agrees, look over at you and yuki. he loved you two, and the look on his face showed. anyone would know that these were his people, the two he loved more than anything, just by the look on his face.

"yeah, they do," you say, nodding your head. you had cried a lot the past few weeks, and now you felt a lot better. "i love you," you tell them, sitting back up to give them each a kiss. "thank you for everything."

pierre and yuki share a look before responding with a synchronized "love you more". that night was spent cuddling and loving on each other, something you wish would never end. no matter how tough things got, you knew that you would always have your boys.

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#f1 x male reader #f1 x reader #formula 1 x male reader #formula one x reader #pierre gasly x male reader #pierre gasly x reader #yuki tsunoda x male reader #yuki tsunoda x reader

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fallenaphelion · 2 days ago

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Sorry in advance, I am a Tony stan. But like, mostly comic Iron Man? Honestly MCU is a bit of a meh point for me, but I did have a period of time where I sought out pretty much every Team Iron Man fic out there (It was copium, I know), and most of it is Team Cap bashing (Again, I prefer comics to the MCU. I pretty much stopped being interested after Age of Ultron, and I haven’t watched anything from after Endgame). I can’t speak for all my fellow Tony stans out there, but for me, it was being unsatisfied with Civil War. It doesn’t go into the Accords at all beyond the basic “Don’t invade foreign nations with your team that basically amounts to a private militia funded by a former war profiteer.” Like, I only recently learned about the registration, tracking, and waiving their rights to a trial, because the movie never mentioned the Accords after the initial introduction. For all the movie does talk about it, it genuinely sounds like a necessary legislation. I just think the Cap hate would be nearly so ridiculous if the movie had actually gone into the inhumane aspects of the thing, which it didn’t because it was too busy with the Bucky plot. They could’ve never mentioned the accords and the movie still would’ve made sense, and Team Cap would be a lot better off for it in the fandom.

Honestly, though, one of the biggest reasons I’ve seen people hating on Cap is because of the whole “Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark and Steve said nothing about it.” Which, yeah, sucks, but I also don’t think he knew that exactly. He knew Hydra had them killed, sure, but he does explicitly say he didn’t know it was Bucky, so… Still not great?

Take all of this with a grain of salt, considering I’m biased and my all time favorite superhero ever has and probably always will be Iron Man. (Spider Man is a very close second tho)

As for why these fic writers do mental gymnastics trying to make reasons for their favorite characters to side with Tony? Wish fulfillment. That is literally it. It’s just the story they want to tell. You can do the exact same thing, and that’s perfectly fine! The thing to remember about fanfiction is that it’s written by those who do love the source material, in one way or another! It’s also completely free. They don’t get paid to write these stories, so they should be able to write their perfect fantasy. Everyone is allowed that.

My suggestion: Filter, filter, filter. There’s a lot of fics out there that just aren’t going to be your cup of tea, but it’s someone’s, so best to just ignore it and move on to things you actually care about. You’ll want to exclude Team Cap bashing and Team Iron Man, for starters. Honestly, go wild with it. Find your perfect story.

I will continue to read Team Iron Man fics, because I love seeing my favorite hero be the good guy. Doesn’t mean I’m not aware he’s problematic. (I know I said I had a period of time where I sought them out, and I did!! Then I stopped caring for a while! But I’ve circled back around and am now in the trenches again)

I have a question.

Why da fuq do some of these annoying Tony stans think that every character from different stories would be on Team Iron Man and approve on the accords?! It’s bad enough that they make fanfics that twist, bash and warp Team Cap or any other character, and make Tony a victim and always right all the time, but they have to make crossovers where other characters would prop up Tony and bash on Steve and his team.

You got Naruto, My Hero Academia, Dragonball/Z/Super, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Supernatural, Bleach, How to Train your Dragon, Steven Universe, She-Ra, DC comics, Doctor Who, Lucifer, Sonic, even freaking Inside Out, just to name a few.

Not every character will side with the accords. Not every character will side with Tony. Some characters will side with Steve and can have legit reasons. If some of them did their research on the characters, they would know that some of them would be on one side or on neither. But they don’t because they don’t give a damn. These kind of fics keep popping up, and I’m getting sick of it. The Marvel tag on fanfiction is getting ridiculous, I just wanna find some good domestic Avengers fanfics or anything with some good stories. Not ones that bash on Team Cap and have the rest wank on Tony 24/7. Jeez. >_<

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msviolacea · 2 days ago

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You know, after considering it for a bit, I've adopted as my own headcanon that at least a part of Caterina Dellamorte's extreme training/abuse of her favorite grandson was that, at some point in his childhood, he showed some vague signs of having some magical ability, and she immediately went "absolutely NOT he is not getting anywhere NEAR a Circle" and then she proceeded to literally beat a ridiculous amount of self-control into him to make sure.

He never knew, but also he's like "killing blood mages? It's not that hard? There's literally something in the air you can feel when they're nearby?" And either no one has ever bothered to tell him that's not normal, or he just dismissed Illario and/or other Crows with "I guess you just haven't learned how to do it right."

#dragon age the veilguard #veilguard spoilers #someday he's gonna be like oh yeah #i had a whole bunch of dreams about this demon looking thing when i was younger #it was weird #and one of the resident mages is going to be like #did you kitbash your own harrowing without knowing it?#lucanis dellamorte

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starkstrangesorcerer · 3 days ago

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Stephen had seen a lot of bizarre things in his life, alternate dimensions, time loops, Dormammu, but walking into his own living room to find Tony swallowed up in his clothes was something he had not been prepared for.

Tony was curled up on the couch, legs tucked under him, drowning in fabric that was at least two sizes too big. Stephen’s dark blue button-up hung loose on his frame, the sleeves rolled up in a poor attempt to make them functional.

His black slacks bunched awkwardly around Tony’s ankles, and the finishing touch, a deep burgundy jacket, was draped over his shoulders like some sort of makeshift blanket.

For a second, Stephen just stared, brow furrowed. "Is there a reason you're dressed like a very tiny, very rich hobo?"

Tony cracked one eye open and smirked. "Ah, the Sorcerer Supreme, ladies and gentlemen. Such a warm welcome." He yawned, stretching slightly before burrowing deeper into the couch. "I was cold."

Stephen crossed his arms. "So you stole my clothes?" "

"Borrowed," Tony corrected. "With no intention of returning them. So, technically, yeah, stole." He tugged the oversized jacket closer around himself, looking far too pleased. "Your stuff is comfy. You should take that as a compliment."

Stephen sighed, running a hand down his face. "You own a ridiculous amount of designer loungewear, and yet, you’re here, drowning in my wardrobe like some stray cat."

Tony wiggled his socked feet, grinning. "I like variety. Plus, your stuff smells nice. Like… I don’t know. Magic and expensive aftershave."

Stephen pinched the bridge of his nose. "You are insufferable."

"And yet, here I am, getting away with it."

Stephen was about to argue, because, really, there were so many things to argue about here, but then Tony shifted, adjusting the jacket around himself, looking far too comfortable for someone who had blatantly raided his closet.

There was something almost endearing about it. With a resigned sigh, Stephen finally relented. "Move over."

Tony blinked up at him. "What?"

"You said you were cold," Stephen muttered, already sitting down beside him. "Since you've already stolen my clothes, I might as well provide some additional warmth."

Tony’s grin softened into something more genuine as he scooted over, making space. "You’re not as grumpy as you pretend to be, Doc."

Stephen huffed but didn’t argue when Tony leaned against him, head resting against the sorcerer's chest, all warm and content.

#ironstrange #stephen strange #tony stark #strangeiron #doctor strange/tony stark

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awriternamedart · 2 days ago

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Jokes Have Basis In Actuality

Chapter 2 - Let The Games Begin

"Y'know, doctor, we could just go along with it. Think about it, its an easy excuse! Why'd you leave your classroom for so long? Oh, you were on vacation with your husband!! Where's your homework you left behind? Oh, your husband is bringing it!" Aventurine seemed far to amused for Ratio's liking— he wasn't typically the type to get so involved in meaningless gossip himself, though he did partake in it from time to time. Just not typically the one spreading or spurring on said rumor.

"Absolutely not. There are perfectly good reasons for such actions, and this lie you've spun is surely to backfire on us horribly." Dr. Ratio groaned, dragging his hand down his face. "I should hardly be surprised you went along with this, this is just the right amount of ridiculous for you.."

"You know me so well. And besides, doc, with my luck? Why would we ever be caught in a lie? C'mon, you might find some benefit to it~" Aventurine sung as he slipped off the desk, having finished off the meal and discarded the box, rounding about the doctor. He got up in Ratio's face as he turned around, slyly playing with the little chain resting over his chest. "As if you could ever hope to best me~"

"I'd rather not rely on something as unquantifiable as your luck again. Your schemes are hardly logical to begin with." Ratio loathed to think back on their sparse handful of missions— Aventurine was just that touch to elusive sometimes, and it drove Ratio against the wall. How could someones so blatently disregard their inherent preciousness? "I'd choose to believe they will trust their professor over you."

"Choose to believe what you want, Ratio. We both know I just can't be bothered to lose." A swift movement swung the chain up a little before it fell back against Ratio's chest, gloved hand tracing down his shirt before Aventurine pulled away with a grin. "Will I see you at home soon, dear~?"

"Get out of my office."

Read the chapter here!!

#honkai star rail #hsr #arts fics #ratiorine #hsr ratio #hsr ratiorine #aventio #veritas ratio #hsr dr ratio #dr ratio #aventurine x ratio #hsr aventurine #hope your ready cause it just gets sillier from here

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songdrop · 3 days ago

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hello two months ago allegations were

0:03cast upon me about consensually chatting

0:06with a couple of adult women in the

0:08community one of them a moderator of

0:10mine these allegations were brought to a

0:13Hermit who then without my knowledge

0:15brought it to the hermitcraft group the

0:18hermitcraft group then summoned me for a

0:19hearing and gave me a deadline of 1 and

0:22a half hours time zones considered I did

0:25not have any interest in joining that

0:26hearing as I had at this point already

0:29contacted the police

0:30and a solicitor in regards to the

0:32alleged rumors and potential defamation

0:35they advised me to not comply with

0:37hermic Craft's demands I informed hermic

0:40craft of this and asked them to respect

0:42my privacy and wait to which they

0:45responded that if I did not join the

0:46hearing I would be publicly removed in 1

0:49and a half hours I decided to

0:53resign this entire thing has completely

0:56ruined my life I no longer as it stands

1:00have an income the rumors and

1:02allegations portrayed me as a predator

1:04and as an abuser I'm neither of these

1:07things the amount of hate and threats I

1:10have received has been endless and there

1:12have been days where I've had seen no

1:14reason to press on no reason to get out

1:17of bed no reason to eat or even breathe

1:21days where I've had to seek professional

1:23mental help you have to understand that

1:26making content has been my entire life

1:29where I've spent all all of my hours for

1:30the past 10 years it's all I know these

1:34allegations ruined that and at the end

1:36of the day I'm human I got emotions

1:39feelings and most most importantly a

1:42personal private

1:44life as I mentioned I took this whole

1:47thing the rumors the allegations and the

1:50defamation to the police the

1:51investigation is still ongoing it has

1:54gone through to a second tier of

1:55Investigations and several people are

1:58now being investigated I was advised

2:00against speaking in public which is why

2:02you haven't heard anything from me until

2:05now I know the internet plays by its own

2:08rules and moral High grounds based on

2:10rumors or tinted through selected Parts

2:13seem to be more valuable to a lot of

2:14people than the law common sense and

2:17respect pitchforks are shamelessly easy

2:20to equip they require no minimum level

2:23nor attributes just equip and Shout with

2:25the masses it seems to give some people

2:28the right to spread misinformation and

2:30hate I have learned during the

2:33investigation that one of the so-called

2:35victims who I out of respect for their

2:37privacy will not name have done this

2:40before to another influencer completely

2:42managing to cancel and ruining their

2:45life

2:45too this is why it is so important to be

2:48careful of who you trust who to call a

2:50friend and who to listen to specifically

2:53online it also shows that hermitcraft

2:55should have waited before hanging me out

2:57as some sort of criminal to millions of

2:59people both on their Twitter and on

3:01their

3:02Reddit I've already received endless

3:04amounts of hate threats including death

3:06threats and death wishes because of

3:08these non-criminal and highly personal

3:10allegations and I am expecting that this

3:13statement will generate more of that I

3:15will without further consideration

3:17report all of them to the ongoing police

3:19investigation I've had to increase the

3:21security of my personal private life and

3:23Tak other precautions privately and I've

3:25had

3:26enough I hope that enough people will

3:30see just how ridiculous and dangerous

3:33this entire deal is the world has gone

3:36absolutely mad and the cancel culture

3:38that I have now experienced firsthand is

3:41a toxic unjust and incorrect system that

3:45leaves people like me a naive and

3:47generous sports ball nerd who enjoys

3:50playing and creating video games online

3:53extremely vulnerable the cancel culture

3:56can be compared with the witch hunts

3:57carried out in the 15 and 1600s

4:00where people would attempt to drown a

4:02person and if they didn't drown they

4:03were deemed a witch and burnt on the

4:07stake the bottom line here is that

4:09allegations rumors were spread about me

4:12with the help of hermic Craft's Public

4:14Power and I was made to look like a

4:16criminal which I'm not and it completely

4:19destroyed my life everyone has the right

4:21to a personal life and privacy you do

4:24and I do neither you nor hermitcraft

4:28have any right to infringe in my my

4:29private life in today's society when

4:32information is at your fingertips

4:34without any further knowledge rumors can

4:36make anyone look bad this was designed

4:39to completely cancel and Destroy another

4:41human being so I urge you to think

4:45critically before judging don't believe

4:47everything you read too many people have

4:49their own agendas and in a time where I

4:52have always valued people's choices

4:54defended the small fought for the weak

4:57and lonely it is with great sad nness I

5:00see so many people forgetting to think

5:02forgetting to question and simply

5:04equipping that

5:05Pitchfork mentally this has been an

5:08incredible Challenge and I hope no other

5:11human being ever has to experience it or

5:14the loneliness it leaves you in as far

5:16as hermitcraft goes there are a lot more

5:18things behind the scenes that impacted

5:20my decision to leave and not join their

5:23hearing apart from the police advising

5:25me not to I've yet to decide what to

5:28share about hermit and my 8 years as a

5:31member but it feels good to no longer be

5:33told to keep quiet about certain things

5:36or be content moderated by them I think

5:39everyone will understand by now that

5:41things weren't exactly as they were

5:43portrayed during my years on hermic

5:45Craft I mean at the end of the day

5:48colors were shown when they posted the

5:50Tweet to spread the alleged rumors and

5:53when they didn't moderate their Reddit

5:55which is something they have done for

5:56every other rumor spread about the

5:58hermit in the past

6:00even when rumors have been spread that

6:03have incriminated a Hermit I know a lot

6:06of you are wondering what happens to

6:07Vault hunters and in the Discord I am

6:10aware that one of the developers has

6:12been calling shots and publicly trying

6:14to take over the project he has done so

6:17without my approval I'm fully aware

6:19about the back talking of me and the

6:21lies that have been spread Vault Hunters

6:25which I have invested several hundred,

6:27into is my project I own the rights to

6:30it and its further developments it is

6:33licensed under ARR which means that any

6:35continuation or use of code needs my

6:38approval the developers have all

6:41received more than fair compensation for

6:43their time spent developing it the

6:45person that seemingly now is in charge

6:47has received more money than most people

6:49I gave him the entire earnings from the

6:52community from season 2 and despite him

6:54ghosting me and the project for several

6:57months after he got paid I defended him

7:00publicly I took his side and I had his

7:03back and then brought him back for

7:05development for season 3 and

7:07four after hermitcraft helped spread

7:10these rumors and allegations against me

7:12five developers decided to write a

7:14document a document that according to my

7:16solicitor can almost be seen as

7:19extortion the document was designed to

7:21take full ownership of Vault Hunters its

7:23assets and all of its funds funds that I

7:26raised money that I invested over years

7:29into the the project I even drove my

7:31company to a loss last year because I

7:33really wanted to continue to develop the

7:35game we're talking hundreds of thousands

7:37of dollars here now it needed my

7:40signature and of course I did not comply

7:42and I did not sign it even if it was

7:45sent to me in my weakest darkest most

7:48horrible

7:49days it breaks my heart even more to

7:52know that five developers that I have

7:54cared for created jobs for created

7:56careers for have called friends Trust

7:59fully and even helped in their mental

8:01laws would sign such a document instead

8:03of at least giving me the benefit of a

8:05doubt one of these developers said that

8:07he didn't put much weight on the

8:09allegations themselves but since Herra

8:11got it spread so widely he felt like my

8:14reputation was ruined and he would like

8:16to take over in order to continue

8:18producing the game that's an admirable

8:21thought perhaps but at the same time he

8:23completely forgot about me now I will

8:26not be naming the five developers out of

8:28respect and their right to privacy but

8:31as of today they are no longer

8:33representing wal hunters or being part

8:35of my team I thank them for all the

8:38incredible work they have done over the

8:40years in the project and I wish them the

8:41best of luck I am going to do my best to

8:44continue to develop Vault Hunters to

8:45finish the plan we had for the game now

8:48this is going to be very very tough I

8:50know that other streamers have also

8:52tried to throw me under the bus and

8:54cancel me and the community we built but

8:57here's the thing Vault Hunters brought

8:59joy to so many people including myself

9:02and that is where my focus needs to be

9:05there's enough trouble and darkness in

9:06the world as it is and I want to bring

9:09light where I can here's the thing guys

9:12I am in charge of my own life despite

9:14what they might tell you or make me look

9:16like this cancel culture of guilty until

9:19proven innocent gives too much power to

9:22the wrong people it happens to people

9:24daily and pitchforks are easy to equip

9:27very easy to equip it's not world I want

9:29to be part of because behind every

9:32cancellation there's a human that gets

9:34hit and man does it hurt the goal here

9:38was clearly to delete me from the

9:40internet to make sure to do as much

9:43damage as possible to my person to break

9:46me mentally and to break every single

9:48window and burn every single bridge for

9:50me it's an evil inconsiderate course of

9:53action designed solely to harm and I

9:56will never lower myself to that level

9:59whatever will be will be I will wait

10:03patiently for the police to do their

10:05thing and to finish the investigation

10:08that I asked them to start and it's time

10:12for me to move on I have entertained

10:15people for years never before have I

10:18burdened you with my troubles or private

10:21life I am sorry that I had to do it

10:25today so here we go a burnt down World a

10:29fractured mental health situation and no

10:31Bridges to walk on luckily I am quite

10:35decent at Building Bridges wooden ones

10:37with Spruce logs Oak planks and some

10:38trap doors or stone ones which I much

10:41prefer thank you to all who have stood

10:43by me in this a big special thank you to

10:46all my patreons who are still supporting

10:48me I hope to see you again soon keep an

10:51eye out on my twitch and YouTube channel

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