#dani's dumb thoughts

[randombloops]

Dusting this place off for like 3 seconds bcz its been a while damn

[danieyells]

You've come to help out at Jabberwock again. Haru always appreciates the backup considering the nature of his fellows is, at best, unpredictable, and he would never refuse your company(even if 'company' in this case was more often 'being within the boundaries of the same dorm.')

You rarely see Haru unless you're working directly with him as he spends most of the day zipping to and fro, only stopping to work with one animal or another. Now and then he appears, virtually soundless thanks to the way gravity doesn't affect his body with his stigma active, popping in out of breath to thank you again for your help, to ask you to work with another animal next, to give you some pointers on what you're doing. And then he's gone again, disturbing barely any dust as he zooms off to his next task.

While distributing feed for some of the friendly herbivores, you felt something warm press against your cheek for a split second. Touching your face revealed nothing. You looked around for a while for any clues before you chalked it up to some anomaly flying around and resumed your work, shooting Haru a quick message to ask if there were any small, flying anomalies around that you might need to worry about.

Next you dropped by the caves to check on the amphibians. Finding them well(and fortunately fed), you chatted with Towa and Zenji for a little while when it happened again. You asked Towa if he had been blowing bubbles recently, touching your cheek. Perhaps one had simply popped against you, although that wouldn't explain the warmth. Towa tilted his head and made an inquisitive noise, before he seemed to realize something and smiled fondly, giggling. Zenji was just as confused as you, begging Towa to let you both in on the joke, but Towa simply cheered something you couldn't understand, pulled out a bubble wand(fortunately not his artifact,) and began to blow glimmering bubbles in many fantastic shapes. Zenji gasped in understanding and declared his inspiration. You decided to take your leave as he pulled out his biwa.

Your full day of work ending, you washed your hands, changed into your clean clothes, and located Haru within the dorm kitchen as he consulted the book of weaning recipes he'd bought and poured over the food scraps you'd previously brought him from Highway to Home.

"Oh! Hey! Thanks again for your help today." Haru beamed at you despite how obvious it was he was starting to wear down. "I might even get a couple more minutes of sleep tonight with everything you managed to take care of! Gyahaha!"

Although it was worded sarcastically, you understood that he was being sincere. You told him you were happy to help and offered more of your time before you headed back to the Cathedral. Maybe while you made food for and fed Peekaboo he could get a meal of his own going? Or you could cook for him? He considered this and started to decline before his stomach growled audibly and he laughed at himself in defeat.

You spent the next half an hour or so circling each other in the kitchen, chatting about food apps and the conveniences of the world outside Darkwick. Aside from lacking the budget for it, Haru didn't order from Sho's food truck and simply have him deliver it for fear that the sound of his motorcycle would upset the animals. It was more economical to cook at the dorm--the problem being the lack of time. Sometimes Towa cooked for him, but the flower-heavy vegetarian dishes didn't keep Haru fed for long when he ran around like he did.

But thanks to your help, Haru was able to have a decent light dinner, one you shared. Haru felt no shame about feeding you with your hands occupied feeding Peekaboo. Admittedly you weren't the most romantic pair in the world with how busy Haru was, but you valued the little moments like this that you could get. When dinner was over, Haru asked you to put Peekaboo in his pen while he cleaned up, thanked you again, and wished you good night as he had some late work to take care of with the nocturnal anomalies before he could go to bed.

You were nearly at the gate when you heard Haru call your name. "I almost forgot!!!" You heard him cry out from behind. When you turned you couldn't see him--and the contact against your cheek happened again. You turned in that direction, before another met your opposite cheek.

When you spun in that direction, you heard Haru laugh, felt him throw his arms around you, and tilt you back to kiss you on the lips.

"Forgot your goodnight kiss!" He chimed before cackling, giving you a squeeze. Realization dawned on you--Haru moved so quickly and unburned by the effects of gravity that he'd just been kissing you and running back to work so quickly that you wouldn't have had any hope of seeing him. He grinned down at you as you caught on, then gave you one more quick peck on the nose. He righted you, and then he was gone again, stopping a ways away to call out,

"I love you!!! Nighty-night!"

[astranauticus]

Rolling With Difficulty as texts I have saved on my computer for some reason

(i drew every day for like a month straight and burnt out so have this nonsense instead)

[ofthecaravel]

So did Sammi always know she was gay or was Dani sobbing in front of her mirror singing Good Luck Babe! every night for a while before Sammi figured it out and came to terms (both genderbent and nonbent give such comphet)

dani was FOR SURE having her good luck babe! moment for the LONGEST time cause that girl was down bad from the start

i dont think sammi literally even considered she could be gay but not because she didn't want to be, it just didn't cross her mind that the way she started feeling about dani was lesbionic in any way. like she was just like yeah everybody has dreams about making out with their best friend duh dont be stupid. wait what

i think sammi was unintentionally putting dani through AGONY and apologizes for it to this day

[fromtheseventhhell]

How much do you want to bet that House Stark fans who haven't read the books think the Starks are native to the North cause they're descendants of the "First" Men? 😭

[comradecowplant]

I was on board for the season 1 nostalgia circle jerk (ily Seven ❤❤❤), I could even overlook the Interesting "put him in a scifimagic flesh & blood android body that will have zero further consequences to either Picard's personal journey or the greater scientific reality of such an invention" choice, but season 2 skywalker family legacy "Picard's ancestor is so important that she needs a secret time agency body guard thatfornoreasonlooksliketheladyhehasawilltheywonttheywith" baloney is not doing it for me. The entire season so far coulda been a TNG Q/time travel shenanigans 2-parter. Best part is the toxic yuri between Borg Queen and doc "we've got bad Marvel one-liners at home" jurati, otherwise I'm sadly getting pretty bored with Picard.

[waru-chan8]

Double blessing, Dani speaking in Spanish on his stories

[the-sunflower-room]

scared half to death

🌪️tyler owens x fem!reader 

☆ genre: angst, fluff, friends to lovers

☆ wc: 2.7k

☆ summary: tyler owens is not easily angered, but when the love of his life runs into an incoming tornado without a second thought, his emotions get the better of him.

☆ warnings: a very upset tyler, yelling, language

note: so i watched twisters and it was actually everything to me! the brainrot is bad and i’ve been wanting to write for tyler ever since i saw it, so here it is! this is very much the idiots in love trope because it’s one of my favorites. enjoy! :)

“Where is she?”

Tyler isn’t sure if he’s ever felt this angry before. He considers himself a fairly easy going man, always quick to make light of a situation and put everyone in the room at ease with his charming, joking nature.

But this was different. This had his heart pounding, his ears ringing. His face is flushed red and he feels like he can hardly breathe.

All because of her.

He slams the door of his truck, approaching his crew in the gas station parking lot with a look on his face that’s so completely un-Tyler that it makes them all shift uneasily.

“Where’s…who?” Boone tries weakly, unsuccessful in his attempt to play dumb. Lily rolls her eyes and elbows him in the ribs, shooting him a glare.

Tyler clenches his jaw, for once not in the mood for his friends’ antics. “You know damn well who I’m talking about.”

They all exchange glances, his uncharacteristic demeanor both surprising and concerning. This isn’t the calm, charismatic frontman of the Tornado Wranglers they’re used to.

“She’s in the RV, but I don’t think-” Dani begins, but he’s already beelining for the camper before they can finish. He can hear his heartbeat pulsing in his ears as he nearly bursts through the door, finding her sitting at the small table in the back with her head in her hands.

Her gaze snaps up at the sound of his entrance into the RV, and her face immediately drops when she sees him practically fuming. “Tyler-” she says urgently, instantly on her feet as he approaches as if she’s about to defend herself. But he isn’t having any of it.

“You wanna tell me what the hell you were thinking out there?” He seethes, suddenly towering over her with his jaw clenched and hands on his hips. She swallows thickly, nervous around this version of him. Terrified to have upset him, disappointed him.

“Tyler, I promise, I was just trying to do the right thing-” she starts again, her tone practically pleading, but he just scoffs. 

“The right thing?” He questions in disbelief, cutting her off with a shake of his head. “You call nearly getting yourself killed in the field ‘doing the right thing’?”

She squeezes her eyes shut at the reminder of what she’d done, at the venom in his voice that’s ordinarily so gentle when directed at her. Memories of what had transpired nearly 20 minutes ago flood her mind and she feels a lump forming in her throat.

“I couldn’t let our data get lost,” she whispers weakly, her gaze glued to the floor in shame. “Bullshit,” he mutters, jaw clenched as his breath picks up. His eyes search her face, grasping to understand why the hell she had risked her life the way she had.

“You don’t run into the path of an incoming EF3 to recover some stupid equipment for our disruption research,” he practically spits, his voice growing louder, more emotional.

“That equipment is completely replaceable. You sure as hell aren’t. So I want to know why on god’s green earth you thought it was a good idea to run headfirst into danger like that.”

Her breath hitches, her eyes welling up with unshed tears at the reminder of her brashness. She feels ashamed and almost embarrassed as Tyler practically berates her.

They were best friends, a pair that the rest of the team liked to call the “dynamic duo.” With a shared passion for tornadoes and a taste for danger, they had instantly clicked from the moment they met during a chase a few years ago, becoming inseparable. Which is why Tyler’s harsh reminder of her stupidity stung so painfully.

She wasn’t used to hearing him so upset, so emotional in the worst way. With her, his tone was always soft, teasing, sometimes so overtly flirty that it would leave her heart pounding and her cheeks flushed.

But this was different. Now his gaze was harsh, curses unnaturally tumbling from his lips as she struggled to explain herself. And she hated every moment of his scrutinizing stare.

“You’ve worked so hard on putting together the equipment for the disruption research. I didn’t want you to have to start from scratch…not after all the effort you went through,” she explains pathetically, her voice cracking slightly as her emotions begin to shine through.

Tyler shakes his head, stepping even closer into her space. “And you thought it was worth risking your life for?” He grits out, his furrowed brow and downturned lips looking so unnatural on his normally smiling face.

Another shuddering breath escapes her as she catches herself from revealing the true reason she’d been so careless, from baring her soul and telling him that she’d run into the path of an incoming tornado because she loved him more than anything. That the thought of his disappointed face, his devastation over months of work lost to an unpredictably large tornado, hurt her so much that she would have done anything to save that equipment.

Anything to make him happy, to be the hero that he was to her.

“I- I didn’t get hurt, I knew I had time to get at least some of it-” she stammers, but she can’t get the words out.

“You didn’t have time!” He practically yells, gripping her shoulders and giving her a gentle shake. His eyes are wide, his gaze burning as he stares down at her.

“If Boone hadn’t been close by with his truck, you could’ve easily not made it. You could’ve died,” he chokes out, his grip on her tightening. His eyes are watering now, his anger fizzling out into something more desperate, more panicked.

Tyler still remembers the pure, unadulterated fear he’d felt as she slipped out of the safety of his truck before he could stop her, sprinting out into the open field where the winds and torrential rain were getting worse by the second.

He remembers the devastated scream of her name that had ripped itself from his chest, lost to the howling winds.

He sure as hell can’t forget the feeling of overwhelming fear and helplessness that overtook him when the rain became so intense that he could not longer see her, no longer assure himself that she hadn’t been sucked up into the raging funnel or hurt by the flying debris.

It was only when he got radio confirmation from Boone five minutes later, stating that she was safe in their truck with some of the equipment intact, that he even knew she was alive.

It had been the most hopeless, terrifying five minutes of his life.

“Don’t you understand what you mean to everyone? What you mean to me?” He rasps, his voice quieter now, more broken. “Some stupid equipment for an experiment isn’t worth your life, Y/N. Not in the least.”

His eyes are tender now as they rake over her face, scanning the scrapes and cuts littering her cheeks, the patch of dried blood clinging to her temple. His heart aches at the thought of her getting hurt, even if the injuries are small.

She notices that nearly all of his anger has left his body, replaced by the emotion that had truly been brewing beneath the surface: crippling fear at the possibility of losing her.

A silent tear runs down her face at his softer, more vulnerable words, her heart breaking as she realizes the effect her thoughtless actions have had on the man she loves. He’s quick to gently wipe it away with the pad of his thumb, his touch lingering on her cheek as he gazes at her.

“I’m sorry,” she whispers, her voice breaking as she chokes back a sob. In an instant, he’s enveloping her in his tight, comforting hold, cradling her head to his chest and pulling her so close to him that their bodies are practically molded together.

“Shhh…it’s alright, sweetheart,” he gently hushes, his hand stroking through her hair as she cries softly against him. He’s back to himself now, all anger and frustration long abandoned in favor of his naturally calm, caring demeanor. Through her tears, she feels herself flushing slightly at his term of endearment.

“I’m the sorry one. I shouldn’t have yelled at ya, you didn’t deserve it,” he murmurs into her ear, his arms tightening around her.

He internally berates himself for defaulting to anger when she had also probably been scared and upset. But thinking she had died in that tornado just for attempting to recover his equipment had struck something so deep within him that his brain had reacted irrationally.

He stews in his remorse for a moment longer before admitting a truth that might be a little too vulnerable, a little too revealing of his deep and unwavering love for her, but he has to get it off his chest.

“…You just scared me half to death, darlin’. I can’t lose you...I can’t. It would tear me apart worse than a damn tornado ever could.” His whispered words are so raw and tinged with devastation that her breath hitches against his chest.

Slowly, she peels herself away from his comforting embrace to get a good look at him, and what she finds makes her heart clench in her chest. 

His eyes are red and glassy, obvious signs that he’d been crying. His muscles are taught with anxiety, like every fiber in his body had been tense ever since she fled his truck. His hair is slightly tousled and she instantly knows he’d been running his hand through it the way he does when he’s stressed.

The thought that she could cause him this much worry, this much pain, sucks the breath from her lungs and makes her feel dizzy.

“I only tried to save the equipment because I knew how important the research was to you,” she whispers, her voice still shaky but full of sincerity.

“I know how much it means to you, finding a way to keep these tornadoes from causing so much damage to innocent lives. I just- I wanted to do something brave and selfless for you, the way you always have for me,” she admits softly, swallowing as she meets his gaze.

His lips part slightly at her admission, the reverence in her words staggering. Hearing that she cares for him, finds him brave and selfless, wants to return the way he makes her feel, fills his heart with a love so deep he feels like he’s drowning in it.

“Y/N, you’re-” he rasps, pausing to clear his throat when he hears how raw and weak his voice sounds.

“You’re so damn sweet. Your heart is so big. That’s what I love about you. But please, don’t be as stupid as me. I throw myself headfirst into danger so much because I don’t think first…my judgement gets clouded by the thought of helping someone and I get tunnel vision. Which has put me in one too many potentially life-ending scenarios,” he murmurs, his hands squeezing her slightly as they rest on her shoulders.

“I can’t- I won’t let you be that careless. You mean too much to me.”

Her eyes widen at the tenderness in his voice, the affection and worry dripping from every word. It feels like their conversation is breaching on something deeper, something much more vulnerable and terrifying.

Her mind is hung up on his soft that’s what I love about you. Even hearing the word love directed at her from the mouth of Tyler Owens makes her head spin and her face heat up, and she’s unsure if she’s even breathing anymore.

“Tyler…” she manages, her voice threatening to break with the overwhelming swirl of emotions running through her. She can’t help herself, knows that she’s finally going to put it out there, tell him how she feels no matter how scary it might be.

“I love-” his lips are on hers before she can even finish. The sensation of Tyler kissing her is unlike anything she’s ever felt, and she’s damn sure she never wants him to stop.

His large hand tenderly cups her cheek while the other snakes into her hair, tangling his fingers through the strands as he pulls her even closer. She gasps softly as his grip tightens, his lips moving against her own with an almost feral desperation.

The salt from her tears mixes with his sweet taste – something like honey and peppermint – and she melts further into him and his warmth. She can feel him pour every ounce of his turbulent, pent-up emotions into the kiss, and it leaves her completely breathless.

He’s waited for this moment for so long, and after thinking he’d lost her today, he’d be content to just kiss her like this for the rest of time. Reassuring himself that’s she’s still there, that she’s his. Showing her what she means to him.

Finally getting a grip on his emotions, Tyler pulls away for a moment, wanting to make sure he hasn’t misread the signs, misinterpreted what he’d felt brewing between them for so long.

But a wide, disbelieving grin spreads across her face as she fights to catch her breath, and he suddenly has no doubt that she’s been his all along.

“I’ve been waiting for that for- well, I don’t even know how long,” she laughs breathlessly, slightly woozy from his intoxicating taste.

He huffs a laugh in return, his eyes shining with an overwhelming adoration for the woman before him. “Yeah…I think Boone might owe Dexter and Lily some money,” he jokes softly, his thumb gently brushing her rain-soaked hair away from her face.

His eyes roam over her, taking in every inch of her muddy clothes, her scraped up hands, the shallow cut on her temple. Regret courses through him at the way he’d raised his voice at her, even if it had been out of fear of losing her.

“Are you sure you weren’t hurt?” He murmurs, his voice lower and more serious than before. She gently nods, her hand moving to rest on top of his own as it cups her face.

“I’m ok, promise. It’s just a little scrape from slipping in the mud,” she reassures him, sensing his lingering gaze on her slightly bloodied face. She can practically feel the apprehension in his stare, his constant worry for her well-being so endearing that she just wants to kiss him again and again.

“I promise, Ty. And I swear, I won’t do anything like that again. I just got lost in the moment and didn’t think before acting.” He nods slowly, letting the sincerity in her voice wash over her and comfort his racing mind. 

“You’d better not,” he teases softly, a ghost of a smile pulling at his lips. “If we’re doing this thing, no more running headfirst into tornadoes, you hear? Can’t have my girl acting like an irrational daredevil like me. I’ve been told she’s smarter than that.”

She feels herself blushing as he calls her his girl, the title rolling off his tongue so naturally that it makes her heart skip a beat. Tyler watches as a hearty laugh escapes her and she leans into his touch, his own smile growing wider.

Suddenly nothing else has ever mattered beyond this moment of her in his arms, blushing and laughing like he’s the funniest damn man in the world.

“Ok, alright,” she giggles with feigned exasperation. “No more running into tornado paths, I swear. Wrangler’s honor. But you have to swear it too. You’re an adrenaline junkie and a trouble maker, even more than I am.”

He chuckles at her playful jab, his body feeling lighter than it has all day as he finally lets the tension within him fade. She’s safe, he tells himself over and over. She’s alive, she’s teasing him like she always does, and she’s got him smiling like a damn fool.

“Baby,” he mutters with that teasing glint in his eye, “you need to get my head checked if I ever run away from you and into a tornado. No man in his right mind would leave a gorgeous thing like you for some wind.”

Before she can reply to his ridiculous comment, he captures her lips once more with his own, relishing in the way she smiles against him as he pulls her closer.

This is all Tyler’s ever wanted - all he’s ever needed. Just her, safe and sound, loving him in all his flaws and worry for her.

If her running into that damn field led to this moment, this reality where she’s finally his, then so be it. He’s never been more grateful for a tornado.

[daenerystargaryensgirlfriend]

THANK YOU, SERIOUSLY. I'm tired of people saying that "they ruined dany's character in the later seasons", they started ruining her character from THE BEGINNING. they made her a thin shadow of what she actually is.

the worst part is that you can make this sort of discourse about SO MANY characters. like arya and the way they made her think that "most girl are idiots" and making her a cold-blooded killer while in the books she suffers from being different from the ladylike idea (even because of people that keep and keep comparing her to her sister (even her sister didn't help)) AND YET she DOESN'T think that mOsT gIrLs ArE iDiOtS. and also she's not a robot and she feels EMOTIONS because she is a CHILD (much like dany at the beginning, which is a thing i would like to remember to everyone because asoiaf "fans" all apparently want them (because this rule doesn't apply to their sigma-male fav character because X makes a mistake? NOO😡! U'RE A BETA!😡 HE'S PERFECT😡) to be fucking perfect because apparently according to them people just CAN'T learn from their mistakes) and she doesn't like violence and killing.

also brienne??? and her attitude towards womanhood??? calling jaime a woman??? as an INSULT??? like when? how? why? BRIENNE would NEVER. also generally the whole brienne/jaime dynamic was changed and less y'know LESS then in the books and won't sit by it, one day i will talk about it because there's no way there's people out there not KNOWING THEM TRULY like ARSHAKJSS.

even asha (yara) who's a boss in the books and takes no shit from anyone? asha you ask? she's a fighter, she's intelligent but most importantly she's yet another character that's been completely watered down by Dumb&Dumber, going from... well... Asha Greyjoy to a pale imitation/parody (because that's what it is) of her named Yara. Let's be honest now, Yara is pretty useless in the show, running away to meereen at the first hint of trouble to make heart eyes to dany (because apparently she's also queer for no reason OR perhaps the reason is connected to the fact that pre-modern societies viewed sex more like a social and political roles and thus power? but this applies more to book cersei in my opinion and still this is mainly connected to the Romans or the ancient Greeks and Martin takes elements mostly from Medieval period right? honestly i don't know). not to mention many of the things that Dumb&Dumber make her say and do: raping a volantis' slave, leaving theon in bolton dungeons, calling theon useless, bringing him (a PTSD victim that has been tortured and molested by ramsay) to a BROTHEL)

you can make this even with sansa which is INSANE in my opinion because she's the closer that they could get to the "innocent girl" that Dumb&Dumber seem to like so much. except that APPARENTLY it's not a sweet/innocent girl thay they want but it's a STUPID one they can play with. they're ALLERGIC (very badly) to any sort of STRENGHT or INTELLICENCE coming solely from a woman. turning book sansa (who is a flawed character in my opinion BUT still able to get appreciated) into a weak, passive, shallow girl and a "slow learner" WHEN IT'S JUST NOT LIKE THAT.

it's even crazier when you think that they did this to these characters (turning them to their show counterpart) WHILE they made people like robb (which i have nothing against with, it's just objective that he's not the mastermind that Dumb&Dumber wrote. also the scene where jon says "he was stronger than me, better than me" i was laughing because it was totally the other way around in the books but watever) or TYWIN some kind of mastermind geniuses and war masters.

(Going back to dany because i completely changed the topic lol) it is INSANE to me that they tried to pull the "anyone is better then her" card on DAENERYS of all people, while also ERASING not just bits but almost ENTIRELY her personality and her spirit from the books <- wait no they didn't erase it sorry, they STOLE IT FROM HER TO GIVE IT TO THE MEN AROUND HER. who used their knowledge in dothraki culture to embarrass viserys? DANY, not the man that did it in the show. who gives her strenght during her tough times in the desert? DANY, not jorah, who is btw harassing her and making her uneasy. SHE gives HERSELF strenght because she needs to be strong for them. who suggests that she souldn't buy slaves but instead have people following her because they believe in her? DANY and not barristan (who btw is like the best man she has around her). who suggest that she should let slavery continue for seven years? NO ONE, BECAUSE IT'S A DUMB ASS IDEA AND EVEN IF SOMEONE HAD SUGGESTED THAT DANY WOULDN'T CERTAINLY BE LIKE "oh that's such a good idea". who talks about merciful strategies? DANY because she DOESN'T WANT to turn cities into dirt, she wants to rule upon happy people in PEACE. now the thing is that NEITHER TYRION "I WANT TO SEE KL BURN" WOULD'VE SUGGESTED THAT like WHAT THE FUCK AARDSJ

The signs were there…

The signs were there all along… that the fucking hacks were ruining this beautiful, amazing, complex character long before the shit season. I know those dumb as shit incompetent hacks and some of the cast of GoT (do they actually believe that shit or were they toeing the line?) in their condescending manner told us that the “signs” were there all along about Dany “going mad”. They are right but not for the reasons they think they are. The signs were there… that D&D were ruining Dany’s character long before that putrid shitshow that was Season 8. When you reread the books and remember or rewatch the show, you can see. As early as S1, they were giving many of Dany’s strong or intelligent or kind and merciful moments to the males around her. It was her who took Viserys’s horse away from him to show how she has grown stronger and is no longer as afraid of him as she once was. In the show they gave it to Rhakaro. In S2 they had Jorah tell Dany she must be her people’s strength and then Dany told Jorah “as you are mine”. Contrast that where in the books Dany told herself she must be her people’s strength, including Jorah. And they gave Dany’s meeting with Quaithe to freaking Jorah! There is the fact that the hacks couldn’t have women talking for two minutes without insulting each other (directly or subtly). And then they gave her intelligent strategies to her male advisers in S3 and 4. And of course had her rely on the incompetence dumbass Show Tyrion for strategy completely in S7, ignoring the advice of her allies (who were all females). And to make her look worse, they had Barristan tell her “it’s better to answer injustice with mercy” when she had those masters crucified for what they did to the children (and of course add “nice and innocent slavers”). No surprise to find out that they omitted that Dany specifically ordered them to give up their leaders aka the ones who obviously ordered it, in the books. And how Dany is told by her advisers to be more violent and ruthless, instead of them “tempering her worst impulses” (I fucking hate that sexist fucking line). Dany is the one who wants to be as merciful and nonviolent as possible. A little off topic, I think Dany needs to become more ruthless. I think GRRM was trying to show that while it shows Dany’s good heart that she tried to be compromising, you cannot compromise with slavers. If she wants to utterly destroy slavery she will need to be more ruthless and that is not a bad thing at all.

Anyway, besides giving most of Dany’s best moments to the males around her, the fucking hacks were changing things when they still followed the books (for a given definition of “follow”) as well as adding ridiculous crap. It’s most blatant in her S2 storyline. The Thirteen immediately invite Dany into Qarth because they sought her out. But the hacks had Dany be condescendingly talked to by the show only Spice King and refused entry. So they could have her shout “We will lay waste to armies and burn cities to the ground”. I know a lot of dumb idiots will use that line as “proof” but it was a stupid addition by the two hacks so they could make Dany look bad. And then they had Dany’s Dothraki people slaughtered. They had Irri murdered. They took away Dany’s female companionship (until Missandei). And speaking of Irri, who killed her? Doreah! Yeah! They had Doreah out of literally nowhere with zero explanation or reason betray Dany and murder Irri (like I said, Dumb&Dumber can’t stand female friendships. They think women are only good for insulting and killing each other). Looks like the later seasons weren’t the start of them inventing stupid plot points out of nowhere. And I guess they wanted to make Dany look cruel for locking Doreah and Xaro in the vault. Know what she does to them in the books? Nothing. Well not exactly nothing. Doreah dies in the Red Waste and Dany holds her and gives her water from her own waterskin and refuses to move until Doreah has passed. And Xaro is still alive in the books. Because Xaro and Pree never stole her dragons in the books (another stupid show invention). And then later, as I previously mentioned, they invented “innocent slave masters” that Dany crucified like Hizdahr’s daddy. Nothing like that is brought up in the books. Oh, and they decided to kill off Ser Barristan in S5! Even though Barristan is alive and well and gladly serving Dany in the books and knowing she’s nothing like her father. Which the actor pointed out. And it only made those scumbags want to do it even more. And then after his (very stupid) death, Dany burns a slave master. And that stupid awful behind the scenes book after the shit season, Fire Cannot Kill a Dragon has that moron Cogman bring that up about how Dany didn’t care if he was innocent or not (they really had a thing about “innocent slave masters”). None of that crap ever happens in the books.

They also changed small but important parts. Never let Dany have a crown like I mentioned. They also had Dany sit on top of the stairs in Mereen, when she insists on sitting at the bottom on a simple bench because she wants to be on an equal level with her people. Heck an illustrator had to be corrected by GRRM when she was showing that (does anyone have a picture or article about that?). They also never really showed her bond with her other dragons. In the books she loves and pays attention to all of them, in particular Viserion who always wants to be petted by her. In the show, she only really pays attention to Drogon mostly. Rhaegal and Viserion were reduced to “the two smaller different colored dragons” (to be stupidly killed off later on in stupid asinine ways). And Dany’s relationship with Daario is changed. Daario is made to be the one in love and Dany “feels nothing” when she ends their relationship. In the books Dany has a huge crush on Daario but Daario only really wants her for her crown and title, not the girl she is. And Dany knows this. And Jorah is changed into this super nice guy who is always giving her wisdom instead of this creep who is trying to isolate her from other men so she’ll only rely on him.

And when they stopped following the books? Well they really weren’t bothering to hide it much anymore. In S6, they have that idiot Show Tyrion talk about how Dany was “wrong” for not building a new system (and Tyrion is portrayed as smart for not wanting to change the way of the world even though that’s what Dany wants to do). So Tyrion wants slavery to continue for seven years (which the idiot says is a “short time”). And most disgustingly, they had him tell Missandei and Gray Worm, who were slaves their whole lives, that he now “knows the horrors of it”. A white rich guy telling two people of color that he knows about slavery… (am I looking at it too much?) Anyway, when that predictably backfires (why the hell were they always having people talk about how smart Tyrion is and Dany needs to listen to him when all he’s ever done is fail?) and Dany returns to Mereen, they have Dany talk about “returning cities to the dirt” so Tyrion can give her a more merciful strategy. And then in S7… have her rely only on Tyrion and his stupid plans. And if she dared to want to just end it quickly, they told her she would be just like her father. They even had that dumb weak idiot Show Jon say that. Book Jon would bitch slap that idiot. Book Jon wants to bring destruction to House Lannister.

Speaking of which… that scene where she meets Jon. It was funny how Dany had all her many titles spoken by Missandei when all Davos said about Jon is “He’s King in the North”, right? Well… I think those hacks wanted Show Jon to be this humble “noble king” while Dany is this “arrogant Queen with all these titles”. And they also want Dany to come as arrogant and entitled so they have her talk about all the shit she went through (like getting raped and betrayed and sold to sexual slavery) and how faith in herself kept her going. Now to the sane layman, that is a strong woman giving herself credit for believing in herself and using her strength to forge something better for herself. But to Dumb&Dumber that is an arrogant and selfish woman not crediting her abusers for her strength. Gosh I loathe Show Sansa but NO ONE deserves to be raped and to have her credit her rapist for her strength is just… wrong. In every way possible.

Then there was that crap with the Tarlys. Those idiots wanted us to see Dany as doing something evil and wrong. Actually they wanted us to see that whole battle as “wrong”. Because they have that tragic music playing and Tyrion looking sadly. The same guy who watched thousands burn in wildfire that he himself laid out. Where was the sad music then? Anyway Dany does what literally not just every King and Queen does but what ever highborn period does after defeating the enemy. She offers them the choice to bend the knee and live and keep their lands. Or death. Same choice Robert Baratheon offered Balon Greyjoy. Same choice the old Stark kings offered their rivals. The two Tarlys choose death so Dany executed them despite multiple chances. And immediately Varys starts comparing her to her father. Except her father (and people like Ramsay Snow, Tywin Lannister, Gregor Clegane, and Euron Greyjoy) wouldn’t have given multiple chances. They would have given no offers. Just murdered them all (Ramsay, Gregor, and Euron simply for their sadistic pleasure). And then they had Jon look uncomfortable when Dany said she had fewer enemies. Which is stupid. Jon has fought battles before. He’s killed thousands to take Winterfell back as Dany herself reminds him.

And they even had it said that Aegon the Conqueror started “the wheel” and got along far with fear. Except… yes Aegon was ruthless when he had to be, but as King he unified a country that was divided and plagued by constant conflicts. He gave them peace and prosperity. And he and his wives were the first to get rid of some unsavory practices. The hacks were determined to have us think that all Targaryens were “mad tyrants”. Idiots would have us think the Starks were democratically chosen leaders instead of ruthless warlords who conquered the North. They never understood the story or the characters. And the signs were there all along that they were ruining and destroying one of the greatest female characters in fictional history.

Longest post I ever wrote! I didn’t cover S8 because nothing needs to be said about that putrid shitshow. But let me end with this. I fully believe that not only will GRRM finish the books… he will give Dany a great and satisfying ending. I hope she becomes Queen but I will perfectly settle for her being alive and well. I have every confidence that she will not get that disgusting show ending. That was a shitty sexist plot point done purely for shock value. But… I guess the signs were there that those hacks never understood or respected Dany. But there are signs that George has great things planned for our beloved Dany. And then that is how she will be remembered. I’m gonna keep believing and hoping. Someone has to, and I will happily be that person. PS: Can people please tell me what they think of all this? Any questions? I’ll happily answer! And reblogs are perfectly acceptable and encouraged! I’d love to hear your thoughts and you can add anything you want.

[3motionally3xhausted]

Redesigning the Fentons!!

Hi yes this is for yet another Danny Phantom AU of mine it has nothing to do with the Apprenticeship AUs but unlike that batch I actually wanna turn this AU into a fic eventually once I get through a few other big projects I have *sobs*

Anyway individual files for each character under the cut along with my obligatory rambling about all the choices I made ;)

Jazz! Honestly, when I was a kid, I always thought she was 18 not 16 so it was kind of a shock when I started rewatching the show about a yr ago and heard that. Anyway, she's 17 in this AU but already moved out to college on a scholarship bc living in FentonWorks is kind of hell and she has that Older Sibling Guilt for leaving Danny there. For her clothes, I wanted it to be a mix of tactical and preppy.

Danny! (Fenton) The effects of FentonWorks hell is much more visible on Danny than Jazz because she got out of there as soon as she could. Because of that though, a lot of the chores in the lab got pushed onto Danny, without passing on many safety tips, like replacing the ecto-filtrator, cleaning contaminated tools, organizing ecto-weapons, etc. And because he doesn't know any better when it comes to safety, he has many symptoms of radiation poisoning: visually, this comes through in the discoloration/scarring on his skin (Jazz has some slight scarring on her face and hands as well), the cataract on his left eye, as well as burst blood vessels in that eye. For his clothes, I wanted them to look a bit ragged and worn through ripped seams, tears in the jeans, & duct tape around his shoe.

Danny! (Phantom) I don't actually have a lot to SAY about my choics, but I am really happy with it. There are still a few things. I wanted his hair as Fenton & Phantom to be different but still reminiscent of the simplistic rendering of the original show: Fenton is kind of timid so his hair falls over his face, & Phantom is more active/aggressive so his hair is pushed upward. The only other thing I want to comment on is his skin: it's kind of about how I usually stylize Phantom (and I mentioned this when I redesigned Dani a while back) but a "healthy" Phantom in my style would have more bright cyan skin and an unhealthy Phantom has a more dull/zombie green. And lastly, as a ghost, the radiation poisoning kind of cleans up into more neat scarring rather than the muddy/bleeding look as Fenton.

Maddie! Now, I'm gonna be honest, real vulnerable here,... I hate Maddie's canon haircut. It's ugly, I'm not sorry. But I can modify it, so it's fine: now it's curlier, a bit darker, and has a few grey streaks bc she's a genius and constantly pulling long working hours. And, it didn't come across as much as I wanted, but she's got some biceps, strong lady. Now, I'm not really sure why, but I wanted to shift the color of her and Jack's jumpsuit, making hers much more desaturated.

Jack! Big guy. I don't have many thoughts about him either, but I did give him glasses and some stubble for a little bit more dad energy (?) I mainly changed the color of his jumpsuit bc Orange is an extremely hard color for me to render for some reason, so now it's the classic Hazard Yellow. Finally, the most notable difference is the coat I put on him for a bit more scientist energy but my main reasoning for it is the potential visual of him being an absolute tank jumping from overhead with the ghost gauntlets and his coat flapping behind him. Also, I generally like the idea of him presenting himself as a big, dumb teddy-bear, always smiling, but completely unhinged below that facade: dropping the smile or not while towering over you in shadow. Wild imagery.

FINAL THOUGHTS: Do not count on any actual steps towards creating this fic in the near future, it's just on my mind right now, but I NEED to finish my other projects first 🙏🙏🙏 That said, I will (eventually) get around to a handful more character redesigns for this AU including: Vlad, Sam, Tucker, Valerie, Paulina, and maybe Lancer & Dash

[abearirl]

Elden Hug

maybe the real elden ring was all the hugs we got along the way

[evilminji]

Oh... Oh No(TM) :Dc

You know how occasionally? Ra's has to get dunked to rehydrate in that good, good Youth Soup? And probably comes out looking Damningly Fine AF, as a chisled warrior man in his late to mid 20s?

........okay, so HEAR ME OUT.....

You ever date a Hot Passionate Bad Boy, that you KNOW is probably bad for you? Because he is REALLY charismatic? Remembers all the important dates and details. Has Hot Blooded roof top sword fights and dramatic cliff side brawls, with you? Talks like the most Dramatic! Nerd! You have? Ever Heard! *mysterious musical sting by full orchestra*

Swishy cape?

VERY Impressive muscles.

But so High Drama that even you, "Commit To The Bit" Danny, of the Good and Noble House "WHY IS EVERYTHING ON FIRE!?" Fenton, find him... occasionally A Bit Much(tm)?

Just? A REALLY Bad Idea in attractively form fighting luxury wear.

You get too fight ninjas.

..........Danny's not SAYING he gave into his worst Dumbass Thirst Impulses... but, uhhh, he's also? Not NOT saying it?

And it's becoming a problem.

Cause apparently their whole family is CLINGLY (Bruce, in the background of the call: No. REALLY? You DONT SAY?) when they decide they've found The One. And he was unaware of the Murder Cult. Yes! He KNOWS! Should have asked where the ninjas came from! But in his defense...

Hot man, no shirt-y, Danny brain go Dumb and Drools.

He had a fancy sword and wanted to fight, Jazz.

Danny was FLUSTERED!

He refuses to be Mrs. Cult Leader, Jazz! You dealt with hot bad boy Exs! What does he do!?

And just? Jazz? So... so tired. Dear lord, she thought Dani was bad. But no. No Dani came by her... EVERYTHING, honestly, didn't she? It's genetic. It has to be. Danny what the FUCK? When she said "you should get out more and see the workd" this is NOT WHAT SHE MEANT!

Danny? Is not really feeling the helpful vibes here, Jazz. Fine. He'll hunt down Talia. She'll help him! Surely SHE won't want him to be her new step-dad! Hmmmph! *click*

And THAT! Is how the Bats meet their new Son/Brother-in-Law, Danny. Jazz's baby brother.

@hdgnj @nerdpoe @hypewinter @the-witchhunter @babbling-babull @lolottes @mutable-manifestation

[danieyells]

I cannot stress enough that if you do not make and support the stories and headcanons and fics and interpretations you want to see in the world no amount of complaining that people make things you don't like will help you feel better in the long run

Also consider that just because you don't like more than one interpretation of a thing doesn't mean other people who like a different interpretation don't like others too

[cinnamanz]

# ONLY ON CAMERA — chapter forty-three!

when katseye's main dancer daniela avanzini accidentally throws shade at chart-topping singer y/n l/n on an interview, the internet erupts in chaos. with y/n already in hot waters with the press over her latest scandal, both their pr teams scramble for damage control. the solution? a 'picture-perfect' fake relationship to turn the headlines in their favor.

wc: 622 (READ IT)

UNDERSTAND

IT HAD BEEN A MONTH since daniela left her ex, and everyone had noticed the change in her. she laughed more, her smile seemed less guarded, and she didn’t flinch at every unexpected noise. most of all, sophia couldn’t help but notice how much y/n came up in their conversations. every little detail—y/n’s dumb jokes, her constant pestering that she knew daniela secretly liked, the way she remembered the smallest things about daniela—lit up her friend in a way sophia hadn’t seen in the entirety of the time they’ve spent together. it was almost enough to make her believe that daniela had finally found someone who could treat her the way she deserved.

but that night, sophia’s faith cracked.

the faint creak of the apartment door woke her, and she groggily stumbled out of her shared room with yoonchae, intrigued by the noise. she found daniela in the hallway, her jacket hastily thrown on, shoes already in hand. at first, sophia thought nothing of it—daniela sometimes took late-night walks to clear her head. but then she noticed the phone in daniela’s hand, the screen glowing faintly in the dim light.

“dani?” sophia’s voice was sharp enough to make her friend freeze. oh shit.

daniela turned slowly, clutching her phone like a lifeline. sophia caught a glimpse of the open messages, the familiar ‘unknown number’ at the top making her stomach sink. oh my fucking god.

“are you serious?” sophia’s voice rose, annoyed and hurt. “tell me you’re not sneaking out to see him.” fucking voldemort. that fucking troglodyte. benny motherfucking blanco lookalike. i mean, shit. 

daniela’s face hardened, her jaw tightening. “sophia, don’t start.”

“don’t start?” sophia stepped closer, her tone disbelieving. “daniela, you’ve been going on and on about y/n for weeks. how amazing she is, how much she cares about you, and now you’re—what? sneaking out to meet the guy who fucked with you? play with you too many times to count? who you said you’d never go back to?”

“you don’t understand,” daniela muttered, slipping her phone into her pocket.

“no, i do,” sophia shot back. “i understand that this is unfair. to y/n, to me, to all of us who’ve been here trying to help you move on. you’re not just hurting yourself by doing this, daniela. do you even realize that?”

“you don’t get it!” daniela’s voice cracked, her frustration toppling over. “you don’t know what it’s like to feel like you’re... nothing. like you don’t deserve better. y/n’s amazing, okay? she’s perfect. but i can’t be what she wants. i just can’t. she’s too good for me.”

“so you’re running back to him? the person who made you feel that way in the first place?” sophia’s eyes were wide with disbelief, her voice trembling. “daniela, this isn’t fair—to anyone.”

“i don’t need you to tell me what’s fair,” daniela snapped, shoving past her friend. “you don’t get to decide what i need or what i can handle.”

“and what about y/n?” sophia called after her. “does she deserve this? does she deserve you sneaking around behind her back?”

daniela hesitated for a split second, her hand on the doorknob. then she shook her head, muttering, “just... leave it, sophia,” before slamming the door behind her.

sophia stood there in the silence, anger and concern churning in her chest. she wanted to chase after daniela, to shake some sense into her. but instead, she sank onto the couch, staring at the door. her heart ached for her friend, for y/n, for the mess that was bound to follow.

and outside, daniela walked toward a familiar car, her phone buzzing softly with a message she didn’t need to read to know.

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[bluerosefox]

Masks and Moonlit Night

-Crashes through DPxDC window and sticks a new AU sticky note down on everyones foreheads-

ANGER MANAGEMENT MASQUERADE BALL AU!

Jazz is forced by her parents to go to all Masquerade ball at Vlad's, whose using Jazz as both a way to keep Danny in line (as well as Jazz, basically Danny can't fight back or he'll hurt Jazz and Jazz can't fight back because he'll also hurt Danny who he has locked up at the moment) and to 'impress' the elites (As much as Vlad wants to use Danny for the party he knows the boy would do something to embarrass him in front of them, he at least knows Jazz will keep her manners in check) with how intelligent his goddaughter is.

During the ball, Jazz (in a stunning dress and mask, think like manhwa worthy outfit tbh if you want) meets Jason (who lost the Bats/Birds most recent 'Not it' game and was made to go with Tim to Vlad's party) and both hit it off when they meet in the garden, under moonlight, both wanting some fresh air.

Jazz wants to enjoy her time with Jason but worries about Danny and thus tries to leave and figure a way to help him without tipping Vlad off she was trying to save her brother. However she notices she's being watched by some ghosts Vlad employed and no doubt would report her should she even try. So she kinda uses Jason as way to keep them being unaware of her planning... or at least that was the case until she noticed another Team Phantom member sneaking into Vlad's place and knows its only a matter of time before her brother is freed.

Within the hour she gets a text from Danny who tells her, he's out and gonna fight Vlad for locking him up, that Dani is with him too so it'll be double beat down and that he'll come get her soon.

She is pulled away from the text when Jason asks what books she likes to read and now with the weight of her brother needing to be safe, or as safe as he could be, is lifted off her shoulder she answers.

Its magical, its wonderful, and for a moment Jazz is able to actually enjoy this party, ignoring the pained hits Vlad was no doubt receiving from what she can hear with her liminal enchanced hearing, because talking to Jason, or J as he introduced himself as, was very fun and wonderful and wow he was very handsome even with his mask and-

Jazz is startled out of her wondering thoughts when she could hear someone in the party scream, no doubt Danny, Dani, and Vlad's fight probably bleed into the main hall and she could see people starting to run out.

Jazz sits on the bench as Jason goes running in, no doubt curious as to what is happening and going to get his 'brother' Tim who he came to the party with out. Jazz takes off her mask and sits it down the bench and waits before Dani appears and says they should get going, Danny is keeping an angry Vlad busy and that she can take Jazz home.

By the time Jason comes back, with a researching on his phone Tim, all he finds of the charming woman he met at the dumb ball he got dragged to was her mask on the bench.

[nakylvr]

— ADAPTATION

daniela avanzini (katseye) x fem!reader

summary: you text your dealer in the middle of the night for a resupply, and her response is for you to come by as soon as possible

warnings/tags: language, nsfw content, dealer!daniela, drug usage (marijuana), dom!daniela, sub!reader, praise, strap on, high sex, squirting

sitting on the low couch in your dealer's apartment, it was near one in the morning when you looked at your phone screen light up. you watched as daniela sat crisscrossed in front of her coffee table with everything laid out on it, rather messily looking.

"thanks, again," you say, the silence in the room making you feel awkward. to be fair, you were usually only here in and out, not long enough to even sit down because she was usually good about having it weighed and ready for you by the time you got there.

"it's no problem," daniela replies. the hood of her hoodie is over her head with her hair bunching out on the sides, her eyes staring intently at the scale as she taps it with her nail. "okay, here ya go," she says when she's done, taking the tupperware off the small scale and pouring the contents into a little ziplock bag. she then takes a marker from the table, taking off the cap and holding it in her mouth as she writes down the strain on the bag before handing it over to you.

you don't even realize she's handing you the bag due to your hopefully not obvious staring as you take in her features. despite the hoodie being the same one she always wore when you came by, you can't help but think that she looks great even at one in the morning.

"yn?"

"s-sorry, thanks," you're shaken out of your thoughts when daniela says your name and you take the bag. "i should get going now," you say.

"wait!" daniela's voice comes out almost in a pleading tone when you start moving to get up. "if you want, you can stay for a bit and smoke with me. i could put something on, or like, i dunno."

you halt your movements as soon as she says to wait, and your eyebrows raise in surprise at her words. "will i be charged for it?"

"nope," she smiles at you. "c'mon, you're already here, aren't you?"

"yeah, i guess i am," you reply, smiling back at her.

thirty minutes later, you're still sitting on the couch with daniela by your side, some random show on the television in front of you, and you're high as fuck. you thought she was bragging when she told you she could roll the best blunts. well, you were wrong. because now you could barely get up off this couch. your eyes trail away from the tv and at dani who's staring at the screen, and they land on her lips. you know it was a little silly, dumb, even, to have a slight crush on your dealer. but how could you not when she would even give you discounts that no one else got?

"you good?"

your eyes widen when daniela turns her head and looks at you, leaning closer than you would've expected as your breath hitches in your throat. "ye-yeah," you nod.

daniela hums, nodding her head with her low lidded eyes looking away for a split second before back at you. "you don't have to go home tonight, right?" she asks.

your mouth speaks faster than you can think of what you're possibly going to say, and you swear you can feel your heart beating out of your chest at her gaze on you. "no-no not really," you shake your head. "why?"

"would you let me kiss you?" daniela says without listening to your question, or not hearing it because she's so focused on this goal.

"what?" your voice comes out barely above a whisper, trying to process her words. you know she's serious, and that alone has you panicking before you nod your head. "please."

a smile forms on daniela's face at your response, as she cups your face in her hands and instantly leaning in and kissing you. you kiss back immediately when you feel her lips touch yours, and you're trying not to completely freak out in this moment. you're not sure if she's doing this solely because she's high, but you don't care enough right now to think about that when her lips feel so soft against yours.

her hands move from your face down to your waist, pulling you closer to her. you hook one of your legs over her as you move to straddle her, your arms wrapping around her neck. daniela bites down on your bottom lip gently, tugging on it lightly as a whimper escapes your throat at the action. you part your lips just as you feel one of her hands dip into your pants and you gasp when you feel her rub her hand against your damp panties. you're sure you've soaked through them by now, and your thoughts are proven right when daniela parts from the kiss to speak.

"you're fucking soaked. you wanted this to happen, huh?" she says, a teasing smile on her face as she pushes your panties to the side to gently rub your clit.

a quiet moan falls from your lips as soon as she starts rubbing your clit, and you nod your head. "ye-yes."

"dirty girl," she responds, her smile growing bigger. "you want me to fuck you, baby?" she whispers to you, pulling her hand away and out of your sweatpants.

"yes," you nod quickly, not caring how desperate you seem. "please fuck me."

dani is practically grinning at this point hearing your response. swiftly, she grabs you by your thighs and moves you so you're laying down on your back on the couch with her hovering above you. her eyes are red and glossed over as she looks down at you like she's just won some kind of prize. and to her, you are. she'd been waiting for this to happen about as long as you have. why else would she give you random discounts? she wasn't that nice to anyone. "tell me what you want," she says to you, her voice low as her fingers are untying the string of your sweatpants.

your face flushes as you peer up at the latina, barely being able to process what's happening let alone be able to form words of what you want. "any-anything, please. do whatever you want," you get out, the weed making you talk slower. you can see the way daniela's eyes light up when you say that, but you're too far gone to even think about the possibilities.

"anything i want?" dani ponders aloud before a devilish smirk forms on her face. she leans down closer to you, one of her hands gripping your cheeks firmly to look at her, your eyes just as red as hers as she stares into your soul. "be mine, and i'll make sure you'll feel so fucking good you won't even think of being with anyone else."

a shiver runs down your spine at her voice, and you know she's serious about this now. your doubts fade away quickly and you nod your head. "i'm yours," you whisper.

"fuck yeah," she lets out in a single breath. you would giggle at this if you weren't so turned on and high at the moment, squirming around waiting for her to do something. she unties the string of your pants, pulling them down and off along with your soaked panties, tossing them on the ground somewhere without much care. she gets on her knees between your legs, fiddling with the buttons on her jeans and pulling them down to reveal the strap secured around her waist. "i'd take my time, but i need to hear you make those pretty noises again now," she says, grabbing your legs and hoisting them over her shoulders. her other hand holds the base of the faux cock as she drags it along your folds before slipping inside of you without warning.

a gasp leaves your mouth and your back arches at the feeling, your eyes closing as she halts for a moment once she's sheathed all the way inside. all it takes is one gasp of "please" to leave your mouth before she pulls out and thrusts back into you. she finds a rhythm quickly, her hips snapping against yours as her hands rub up and down your legs.

you can't stop the moans and gasps coming from you that are only getting louder the more you feel her pound into you. "f-fuck, harder- please," you whine, your hands reaching to touch her in any way. "you fuck me so good, dani, oh my god!"

daniela curses under her breath at your words, moving her hand off your leg to grab your reaching hand, letting you squeeze it as she fucks you harder. "keep talking like that," she gets out through pants, the feeling of the harness rubbing against her clit causing her to let out a few quiet whimpers. "you never had someone make you feel like this, isn't that right?"

you nod feverishly, struggling to get words out with every thrust she slams into you resulting in you gasping loudly. "n-no, y-you're the only one to m-make hngh me feel this good- oh fuck!" your back arches again as you feel the tip nudge against your g-spot. "ri-right there! shit, dani!" you whine out her name. "you're gonna make me cum!"

daniela's movements manage to speed up, hitting the same spot inside you as quiet grunts fall from her lips. "you gonna cum? you wanna cum all over my cock, baby?" she asks tauntingly, smiling down at you.

"yes!" you gasp, nodding your head. "pl-please let me cum, dani. please," you don't care how desperate you sound at this point, so needy for any kind of release that you couldn't find it in you to care. not when you were feeling so good.

"cum for me, baby," her other hand makes its way down to quickly rub your clit with her fingers, her eyes dark with lust clouding them. "cum all over my cock."

your eyes roll back when she starts rubbing your clit in fast circles, your legs shaking as you squirt all over the couch and her abdomen, a long whine leaving your mouth.

"holy shit," she murmurs quietly. "that is easily the hottest thing i've seen," she stares down at you, a toothy grin on her face. "you are the hottest thing i've seen."

a blush spreads across your face as you block it with your hands, trying to hide your flushed face. a whimper leaves your mouth as she pulls out of you and puts your legs back down, your legs feeling limp as you peer at her.

"you want me to take you to bed?" daniela asks you softly, moving your hair out of your sweaty face. you merely nod your head and she kisses your head before carefully picking you up off the couch and taking you over into her bedroom. she gently places you on the bed, removing the harness off her hips before crawling into the bed next to you.

you instantly roll over and curl up into her side, your arm draping over her as you put your face in the crook of her neck. "what about you?" you mumble into her skin.

"what about me?" she asks, glancing down at you while wrapping an arm around you.

"you didn't..." your voice trails off, burrowing further into her. "i don't want you to not get anything..."

daniela feels her heart swell at you caring so much about if she got off or not, and she lets out a short chuckle before shaking her head. "oh, don't worry, i did."

"you did?"

"yeah, twice."