#does this count as stip

[ethereal-park]

Bro who ships stip??? 💀

Style is way better, go kill yourself if you think otherwise tbh

Yay, getting my first comment with harassment from an anonymous user because I drew a ship involving 2 fictional characters‼️ I thought this was only on instagram 🌚

Anygays, here’s my artstyle evolution over 2 months:3

[emberzzstellar]

Have unfinished stip art in my au

They are probably unrecognisable but eh.

[pip-in-wonder-land]

Just finished Stan’s design, decided to make him more aesthetically pleasing :3

I love him so much oml he’s my son

[capulated-canthea]

i think i should get off socialmedia because every time i see a post calling out something bad that people do, regardless of whether i do that thing or strongly agree with what they say im always like ‘im the problem i should kill myself as punishment’

[dunetevenn]

💌 and 💕 for the recent ask game? With any f/o of your choice ♥︎

Ooooh that was long overdue!! Sorrysorrysorrysorry-

SO:

💕: Talk about a moment when (F/O) walked with you while one of you was leading the other by the hand.

Hmmm... Let's take Karamatsu for this one!!

One day, I mentionned him that I used to do fishing as a child, but haven't in years, and that I would like to try again. So, he took me to the fishing place he goes with his brothers!!

I didn't know the road, so he took me there, he held my hand most of the way, since he knows how nervous I am to get lost... But yeah, that's one simple moment that meant a lot 💙

💌: Talk about your (F/O)’s favorite compliment to give you, and a few times that they’ve used it to compliment you.

Donny loves to say I'm passionate, does it count? As for examples of times he said it to me...

When I get into something, and I always come to him. So it happened a few times... Once, I was working on my comic, and started going into details about it, Donny simply stayed here and listened. Once I was done, he simply looked at me, smiling as usual, and started talking about how cute I was when I'm taken by my creative thougts, so focused on my project. An other time, it was when I discovered a new movie, I couldn't stip talking about it, and he once again told me how he loved the passion I have when I'm excited about stuff. It's one of the first thing he uses when describing me

I hope that answers well x)!!!

[wrestlingisfake]

Final Battle preview

Chris Jericho vs. Claudio Castagnoli - This is for the ROH men's world title. Jericho won the belt from Castagnoli in July, and although Claudio has since beaten Jericho in non-title situations, Jericho pinned him last month in a four-way title bout. So to get this one-on-one rematch, Claudio has agreed to join the Jericho Appreciation Society if he loses. Those stakes seem more important given that Claudio's current stable, the Blackpool Combat Club, is at a critical moment following the betrayal of William Regal.

The JAS and BCC have been feuding since May, when BCC's Jon Moxley backed up for his friend Eddie Kingston, whose issues with the group went back to November 2021. I think everyone's hoping this will finally end the saga. However, I'm hard-pressed to think of a "babyface is forced to join a heel group" storyline that ended well. If Claudio joins the JAS, the BCC will look like idiots if they don't try to get him out.

The other big issue is Jericho's current gimmick of dishonoring Ring of Honor by not respecting what the title stands for. So he does basic heel stuff like he always does, except Ian Riccaboni has to tell us "THAT ISN'T ADHERING TO THE CODE OF HONOR!" ROH was doing that lazy formula long before Tony Khan bought the company, and I was hoping Jericho would have a new spin on it, but that hasn't panned out.

Ever since Jericho won the title I expected him to lose it here. But now that the day has come I feel like the story hasn't peaked yet. I'd be fine with getting it over with, but I can't help wondering if there's some bigger name waiting in the wings to fight Jericho in the name of honor. In any event, I'm picking Castagnoli to win just to speak it into existence.

Dax Harwood & Cash Wheeler vs. Jay Briscoe & Mark Briscoe - This is a double dog collar match for the ROH tag team championship. FTR (Dax and Cash) are the defending champions; their AAA and IWGP titles aren't on the line. Each participant will be chained by the neck to one of their opponents. There are no rules and tag partners don't have to tag in and out of the ring. The match ends when one man scores a pinfall or submission on either opponent.

FTR captured the ROH tag title from the Briscoes in April and won a rematch in July, so the Briscoes have a deep hole to climb out of. The stip is clearly meant to favor the Briscoes, even though it'll probably still be a back-and-forth war right up until the last thirty seconds or so. Going 0-3 against FTR would be pretty disastrous for the Briscoes, especially considering they're supposed to be under contract but they can't appear on AEW TV, so being a top ROH tag team is kind of all they have.

It feels like FTR's triple-champ run could be winding down. They failed to capture the AEW tag title on December 7. They're slight underdogs here. On December 28 they defend the AAA title against Dragon Lee & Dralistico. It's widely expected they'll defend the IWGP title on January 4. It'd be a hell of a story if they made it through without dropping any belts, but it might be a better story to recover from an epic collapse.

Daniel Garcia vs. Wheeler YUTA - Garcia is defending the ROH pure title. This is the third match between these two for the title--Yuta beat Garcia to retain on July 23, but Garcia captured the belt on September 7. So this is the rubber match.

The pure title is defended under pure rules. Closed-fist strikes to the head are illegal, but you just get a warning on the first punch, so that one's basically free. Each competitor can only use the ropes to break a pinfall or submission three times; after that, the only way to be out of bounds is to exit the ring altogether. A championship defended under these rules is always award to the winner, even if the match ends by count-out or disqualification.

I could live with either guy winning, but Garcia really doesn't need this belt. It's cute to have a technician like Garcia hold this particular title while doing the whole "it's not pro wrestling, it's sports entertainment" bit. But if there was anything left to do with that, it's been covered by Jericho holding the world title. Whoever loses this match will need to pick himself up and figure out what to do next, and I'd prefer to see Garcia do that for a change.

Mercedes Martinez vs. Athena - Martinez is putting the ROH women's world title at stake. She spent 16 weeks on the shelf due to an undisclosed injury (which I suspect was a concussion). Martinez's big return was to confront Athena when she took liberties with a beaten opponent and also smacked the shit out of referee Aubrey Edwards. I got the feeling Athena was slowly turning heel, but as soon as she hit Aubrey she was basically the devil.

I guess Martinez could retain but that would really kill Athena's momentum, so I think a title change is the best way to go. Only problem with that is you'd have yet another ROH titleholder who has decided honor in wrestling is a joke. But if it means I get to see more of Athena clobberin' everybody then I'm cool with that. Unless she's clobberin' Aubrey. Don't do that.

Samoa Joe vs. Juice Robinson - Juice has challenged Joe for the ROH television title; Joe's AEW TNT title is not at stake. I was expecting Joe to face Wardlow on the show to blow off their feud, so this is an odd detour. But I'm a big fan of Joe and Juice so I'll take it.

Juice's video package where he issued the challenge sounded like a babyface promo, which is kind of weird since he dramatically turned heel a few months ago in New Japan. I'm curious which of these two the fans will side with. I would be shocked if Joe drops the TV title, unless Wardlow does a run-in.

Keith Lee & Swerve Strickland vs. Shane Taylor & JD Griffey - Taylor and Griffey each teamed with Lee back in like 2014-2015; apparently the story is they're mad at him for leaving them behind like he did to Swerve Strickland on November 19. I'm not clear on why Lee is teaming with Swerve here; you'd think he could and would choose literally anyone else to be his partner.

Taylor was a rising force in ROH just before Tony Khan bought it, so it'll be interesting if he's sticking around beyond this one match. But I don't think his team can win unless the story is Strickland walking away at a critical moment to screw over Lee.

Dalton Castle & Brandan Tate & Brent Tate vs. Brian Cage & Bishop Kaun & Toa Liona - Castle and The Boys are defending the ROH trios title. Cage and the Gates of Agony were brought together by Tully Blanchard back in April, but when Prince Nana took over the group in July they became the latest incarnation of The Embassy. I would expect Castle's team to retain unless they're leaving the company, and I don't get the impression they are.

Rush & Dralistico vs. Blake Christian & AR Fox - OK, so Rush created La Faccion Ingobernable after he left CMLL, so he could do the Los Ingobernables gimmick in other promotions. His brothers Dragon Lee and Dralistico joined LFI. Then Rush came to AEW where Andrade El Idolo joined LFI. Then Rush and Andrade turned on Lee on an AEW show in August. Now Rush and Dralistico are teaming up. On December 28 in Mexico, Dralistico is teaming with Lee. So I'm a little confused where Dralistico's loyalties lie. This is probably a squash match for Rush; the only question is whether he beats up his brother and rips his mask off.

Jeff Cobb vs. Mascara Dorada - This is scheduled for the pre-show. You may remember Dorada as Gran Metalik in WWE's Lucha House Party. Cobb has been in Japan a lot lately so I'm surprised to see him popping in here. I hope he sticks around. After he clobbers Dorada, that is.

Trish Adora vs. Willow Nightingale - Another pre-show match. Adora is the pan-Afrikan world diaspora champion but the title is not at stake. Adora is one of those names I mostly hear when people are talking about hot indy acts you need to watch for. I heard the same hype for Willow before she made it on AEW television this year, and she's great. So hopefully now it's Trish's turn. I'd like to see the winner get to challenge the winner of Martinez/Athena, which is probably more doable if it's Willow.

Matt Taven & Mike Bennett vs. Dante Martin & Darius Martin - More pre-show stuff. Taven and Bennett are The Kingdom, returning to ROH after it was shut down one year ago. Dante and Darius are Top Flight, which was heating up on AEW until Darius had a string of injuries, and then Dante got red hot as a solo act. I'm real glad all four of these guys are here and doing okay after their respective hassles. This is probably a showcase for Taven and Bennett, who made a splashy debut in AEW but haven't really done anything since.

Matt Menard & Angelo Parker vs. Eli Isom & Cheeseburger - Even more pre-show action. Menard and Parker are kind of the job guys in the Jericho Appreciation Society, but that still puts them way ahead of the Shinobi Shadow Squad in the pecking order. CB and Isom are here to remind us they exist before they lose.

[writing-wh0re]

Soft “ I love you” sex with Peter Parker ( please add plot )) :)

All writing will be #writing-wh0re-requests.

Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1,090

Warnings: Smut18+, Both Male and Female Performing Oral, Unprotected Vaginal Intercourse, Soft Sex. (Let me know if I’ve missed anything)

I walked into the avengers compound, my heart beating fast, the cold air bringing goosebumps to my skin. I always become nervous when walking around the compound, everyone only knowing me as ‘The kid’s’ girlfriend. I turn a few familiar corners before walking into Peter’s designated room. I smile at the Lego Death Star sitting completed on his desk. 

“They did it.” I whisper to myself, touching the lego bricks gently as I hear a small chuckle, my eyes widening in surprise, I turn around facing Peter, a smile evident on his face. 

“I thought I was coming to get you tomorrow?” 

“I called and asked Tony if I could come a night earlier.” 

Peter’s smile widens his hand falling under my chin, our lips brushing against each other before locking together. 

“How was the mission?” My hands fall onto his chest, his spiderman suit soft against my fingers. 

“It was alright, saved some people, punched some bad guys, no biggy.” 

I roll my eyes at his nonchalant response, his own chuckle following. 

“I’ve missed you.” Blush fills my cheeks, our eyes locking together as I lick my lips. 

“I’ve missed you too, you worry me out on your missions.” 

“Pshh, I’m Spiderman, the strongest avenger.” 

“Uh, didn’t Dr Banner say he was?” 

“I think we can both agree it’s me.” 

“You’re a dork.” I push his body away from mine slightly, his hands falling to my waist to stop the distance from forming between us. “I like the suit.” The sentence falls from my lips in a breathless whisper, almost going unheard.

“Does my baby have a thing for spiderman?” Peter brushes my hair behind my ear as I nod softly. 

“Too bad I’m dating this Peter guy.” 

“Shut up dork.” His lips capture mine, his hands falling to my thighs picking me up in one swift motion, my legs wrapping around him for extra support as he walks us to his bed. Peter lays me down on his bed softly, his hands falling behind my head as his tongue slips into my mouth. Our tongues move against each other softly, savouring the moment, I grind my hips up against his crotch earning a moan to fall into our kiss, my smirk breaking our lips apart. 

Peter takes the break in our lips to start trailing kisses down my jaw and neck, his tongue circling my sweet spot before sucking softly, his mark being left on my skin for all to see. 

“You’re so beautiful.” 

Heat fills my cheeks again at his compliment, his smile causing my heart to flutter. 

“Suit on or off?” 

“Off please.” Peter steps back from my body, stipping himself of his spiderman suit causing me to wiggle out of my own clothing. 

“Panties off too baby.” 

I loop my fingers into the sides of my panties, pulling the fabric from my glistening core. Peter’s eyes stay trained on me, the orbs darkening with lust. 

“I cannot believe you’re mine.” 

Before I can tell him the feeling is mutual, his body is on mine, his lips kissing in the valley of my breasts, his fingers toying with my nipples. I gasp at the sensation, a smirk dancing across his lips, before they latch onto the hardened nub, his tongue circling and his mouth sucking at the skin. 

His lips continue to trail down my body before landing on my dripping core. His eyes look up into mine, I bite my lip in anticipation, his tongue slipping past his swollen lips before sliding between my folds. 

“Holy.” His tongue picks up speed, swiping against my clit, his finger sliding in and out of me at the same pace as his tongue. My fingers fall to his hair running through his brown locks as I tug softly his eyes rolling back at the sensation. 

“Play with you.” The words fall out of my mouth as Peter stops his actions, an eyebrow raised. “Please.” 

I shuffle backwards on the bed, Peter now standing as I pump his cock up and down, my tongue swirling around the tip causing Peter to swallow hard. I smirk at him before taking him in my mouth, my tongue rubbing against his length, my hand pumping what I can’t fit as moans fall from his lips. 

“You’re so good.” 

His praise rushes to my core, the wetness falling against my thighs. My mouth moving up and down, his fingers laced in my hair helping to guide my mouth on him. 

“Lay back.” 

I follow his order, my mouth leaving his cock, a soft hiss falling from his lips at the loss of contact. My back falls against his mattress, my legs open wide as he kneels between them, holding my thighs against his hips, his cock running up and down my slit, collecting the wetness as he slides deep inside me. 

I squeeze my eyes shut, my back arching off the mattress, his cock stretching me out. I nod softly letting Peter know he can move, his hips slowly thrusting into mine, his dick slipping in and out of me. 

“Peter.” Gasps and moans fill the air, his hips rocking against mine as his body covers me, his lips on my neck, his moans ringing through my ears. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his body closer to mine, my nails running between his shoulder blades. 

“Baby.” His breathless moan fills my stomach with butterflies, my pussy clenching around his cock, he sits up his finger falling to my clit as he rubs small circles. 

“Right there.” The familiar tingles flow through my body, his pace picking up as I tighten my legs around his waist in an attempt to have him deeper inside of me. He chuckles at my attempt, his grip falling to my hips, pushing me deeper into the mattress, the new angle causing his cock to brush against my sweet spot, my eyes roll back in pleasure as I become a moaning mess under him. 

“Cum for me baby.”

My body flushes hot, my brain falls fuzzy as the pleasure floods my senses. Peter’s own high washes over him, his body falling onto mine as his thrusts slow. Peter slips out of me, both of us panting as I smile. 

“Wow.” 

“Yeah.” 

“Hey, uh, I-I love you.” My breathing hitches, I look over at the blushing super hero as I wrap my arms around him. 

“I love you too.” A sigh of relief escapes his lips as he holds me close. My heart is filled with love.

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[evanstanhoney]

Drunk. //Badboy!Shawn

a/n: this has been in my drafts for well over a year lol i hope you guys like it. 

⚠️warnings: angst with some fluff if you squint 

pairing: badboy!shawn x reader

word count: 2.3k 

“Honey…” Shawn slurs into the phone and your heart nearly breaks. 

 Your heart stops at the sound of his voice. The last time you’d heard it, it was laced with venom saying words that cut through you like knives. 

 “Just leave.” 

 “I don’t want to see you.” 

 “I don’t want you here.” 

But now you could hear something else you couldn’t quite put your finger on, but it put you on edge. The thought crossed your mind to not say a word, in hopes that he’d hang up. Or maybe you’d hang up first and pretend you’d never gotten the call in the first place but you were never one to go with your gut, if you had you wouldn’t even be in the position you are in now. 

 “Shawn...” 

 “How  - what are you doing right now?” He mumbles into the phone. You hadn’t a clue how many drinks he’s had, but if he’s calling you then you know it must have been a rough night. 

 “Shawn where are you?” you asked. Why you were concerned, you couldn’t figure out, but the idea of him being in as bad of shape as he was wandering around or somewhere where he could get himself into trouble worried you.  

 “I’m- I’m home. But I miss you.” 

 “Shawn go to sleep.”

 “No. Not without you. I can’t without you, it’s too hard.” He whines petulantly.

 “Just - can you drink some water? Can you do that for me?” 

 “Can you come here?” 

 “Shawn I can’t.” 

 “Sure you can. You just don’t want to. Because I’m bad. I’m a bad person” 

 Of course, you want to go to him. You want to go to his place cuddle him up and nurse him back to sobriety, but it's a terrible idea for the both of you. The back and forth between you needed to stop, and since it seemed as though he was incapable of thinking of anyone other than himself you were going to have to be the one to their foot down. You couldn’t see him. If you did then you’d be dragged back into the cycle.  

 “You’re not bad Shawn.” 

 “Yes, I am. If I wasn’t then you’d be here right now. But you’re not.” there's a long silence between the two of you before you barely make out a whisper, “You’re so far away.” 

 “Shawn. You’re very drunk.” you sigh. You kept telling yourself that he didn’t mean it, no matter how much he was tugging at your heartstrings, none of it meant anything. He was drunk and for some reason thought that it was a good idea to call you but none of this meant anything. He wouldn’t even remember in the morning and he’d go back to pushing you away….until he wants you again. 

 “I am. I also miss you. Anything else you want to point out?” he hisses into the phone, and he immediately regrets it rushing with apologies, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, please don’t hang up. I didn’t mean that.” 

 “I’m not going to hang up.” You sigh rubbing at your temple. 

 Why were you still entertaining this? All you had to do was hit the little red button on your phone and he would go away. Just like he wanted. But here you are. 

 “I’m sorry for what I said.” He 

 “I know you are.” 

 “I mean it.” 

 “I know you do bub,” The nickname slips out, and you flinch and you tense up biting your lip. 

 There’s a long pause on the other end and for a moment you think he hung up until you hear him sigh into the phone, “Can you come over. Please.” he asks suddenly a little soberer. 

 You pull your phone away from your ear looking at the time, it’s late but it’s not terribly late, and no matter how much you wanted to pretend like he no longer had an effect on you, there was no point in lying to yourself. 

 “Yeah, okay.” 

 “Really?” He quips, voice a little lighter. 

 “Yeah. I’ll be over in twenty.” 

  …..…..

You’re standing on his doorstep for about a minute, reminding yourself that at any time you can leave. You could turn around get back in your car and go home and forget all about Shawn Mendes, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do you. Hesitantly you raise your fist up knocking on the door lightly hoping not to wake the rest of his roommates. There’s a little bit of clattering before Shawn’s clumsily opening the door for you, leaning against the frame with a dopey grin on his face. 

 “You’re here.” 

 “I told you I’d be didn’t I.,” you say giving him a sad smile. He was in bad shape. Hair a mess, eyes bloodshot, with dark circles underneath, and a fresh cut on his cheek. You raise your hand up, turning his head to the side to get a better look at the wound “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” 

 You take his hand, and he follows behind you as you make your way to his bedroom. You set him down on his bed, and he plops down his hands going straight to your waist pulling you in close as you stand in between his legs. You run your fingers through his hair, and he leans into your touch letting out a contented sigh. “I’ll be right back,” you say pulling yourself away from him. 

 You head into the bathroom, rummaging through his bathroom cabinet trying to find the supplies needed to clean up his face, and you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror.  You didn’t look much better than him, your hair just as a mess, eyes just as bloodshot, and the same pained look behind your eyes. 

 What were you doing? What is it about this boy that’s got you running to him at all hours of the night to take care of him? Didn’t you deserve better than this? 

 You come back into the room and see him laying down on the bed. 

 “Up for a second, please,” you say tapping his knee. He lets out a little groan but follows your instructions, “It’s going to sting a little.” you warn beginning to clean him up. Any other night you would have asked him what he’d gotten himself into, who he’d pissed off but it would probably only end with a fight, so you didn’t. 

“Thank you,” he whispers to you, and you just nod your head knawing at your lip. “I really am sorry.” 

 “You don’t have to apologize. Let’s just get you in bed, yeah?”  you reply, almost robotically. This is your routine, you’ve done it all before. The drunken apologies and you just have to smile and nod and wait for him to sober up, just for him to be his normal emotionally unavailable self in the morning. 

 You lean down and help him take off his boots and once you do he stands stipping down to his boxers, and it's not that it’s something you haven't seen before, but now it felt like an invasion of privacy. Like you’ve lost the right to see one other in such away. You catch yourself staring and decide it’s time for some hangover prep. So you go down to the kitchen, getting a glass of water and some crackers, and finding some pain killers to set next to his bed. 

 “You’re all set. I think I should go.” 

 “No,” He complains from where he’s layed in bed, “stay with me.” 

 “I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Shawn.” 

 “I know it’s not, and I know I don’t deserve it. But please stay.” He asks suddenly a lot more sober than he’d been since you walked in. And it’s embarrassing just how easy it was for you to change your mind. 

 “Okay.” 

 He pulls his covers to the side, allowing you to scoot in next to him. You lay back against the pillows, and Shawn is quick to take comfort in you, laying his head on your chest. It throws you off how comfortable he is wrapping himself around you, and you hesitate for a movement before you sink into the pillows wrapping your arms around him in return.  

…..…..

The sun peaking through the blinds is what wakes you the next morning. You had almost forgotten where you were as if the events of the night before never happened. But soon the familiar scent of Shawn’s cologne filled your senses and there was no denying where you were. Your stomach did somersaults at the realization, but as you turned over finding Shawn's side of the bed empty you started the think of an escape plan. But as you went through it all in your head, something came over you and decided not to run. Running is what’s gotten you in this situation in the first place. You needed to face him, to deal with whatever mess is to come. 

So you got yourself relatively presentable and made your way out of the bedroom to find Shawn’s shirtless back to you over the stove. You take a seat at the island and he doesn’t seem to notice you, too focused on what he’s doing so you awkwardly cleared your throat hoping that it’d do the trick, and it does. 

“Morning,” he says with a small smile, before turning back around plating a pancake. 

“Good morning.”

“I figured I’d make you breakfast. As a thank you, I don’t remember much about last night but, um….I feel like an apology is in order.” 

“Shawn- no it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. I’m sorry you came all the way over here. And you definitely didn’t need to spend the night so - thanks.” 

“It’s no big deal Shawn really.” He doesn’t argue with you anymore, just gives you a sad smile, and shakes his head fondly. “What?” 

“You’re just always so self-less. I will never understand you.” 

“I’m not self-less.” you scoff shaking your head. 

“Yes you are,” he says firmly. “The last time I saw you….” 

“We don’t have to talk about it.” 

“Yes, we do. Because the last time we spoke I said some awful, vile things.” 

“Shawn really it’s -” 

“No! No it’s not fine.” he snaps, before letting out a deep breath, “Why do you do that? Why do you keep making excuses for me?” 

“I don’t - I don’t know.” 

“I was awful to you. I said awful things and then I call you, blackout drunk and you come over. Not only that, but you spend the night when I ask, and you want to tell me that you’re selfless.” 

“I just don’t want you to hurt Shawn that’s all.” 

“Even after everything, I put you through.” 

“Yeah. Even after everything. I wish I didn’t care so much, believe me, my life would be much easier, but I can’t help it.” 

He looks at you with sad eyes and sets a plate down in front of you with pancakes and some bacon. He comes around the counter and takes a seat next to you, 

“You’re not eating?” you ask 

“Nah, I’m not hungry. Just wanted to do something for you,” he says through a sad smile. “Go ahead, eat.” he encourages, and you pick up your fork and dig in.  

You eat in relative silence for a few moments unsure of what to say next. In all your time together, whatever your relationship was, Shawn seldom did anything like this for you. He would do things for you sure, but they always ended up leading to him asking for a favor, and it always felt like he was making a deal rather than trying to do something nice. So you sat and waited for the other shoe to drop, for him to say something to ruin the nice gesture. 

But it doesn’t come. He lets you finish your food in peace, and then when you finish, he cleans up for you. 

“I should probably get going.”

There was a flash of disappointment on Shawn’s face but he knew better. He knew what this was for you and he knew he’d be stupid to think that you’d see it anything other than a mistake. 

“Yeah- yeah. Of course.”

You go to collect your things that you’d haphazardly dropped onto the small living room couch the night before, but Shawn stops you. 

“Actually, wait.” you look up at him and it’s like the first time you ever were together alone all over again. You were nervous, heart pounding in your chest butterflies in your stomach. You wanted to run, but you also needed to hear what he had to say. “I don’t want you to go.”

“Shawn.” 

“Not without you hearing this. I just - I want to fix this. I know I don’t deserve it. I know that I’m a piece of shit and I put you through hell-”

“You did.” 

“Yeah. I did. And words can’t describe how sorry I am for it. I wish I could take it back, but I can’t.” 

“No, you can’t.” 

“But,” he takes a step closer to you taking your hands in his and your heart rate picks up, “I can do everything I can to make it up to you.” He says quietly, “If you let me. Please.” 

Everything in you is screaming ‘NO!’. But the heart wants what the heart wants, or so they say. 

“Okay.” 

Shawns eyes lit up, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He had to have been dreaming. Everything he’s ever wanted, a second chance with you, was just granted just like that? It couldn’t be. “Okay?” 

“Yeah. You can make it up to me. But Shawn, you fuck up and I’m gone.” 

“Yes. I - okay. I won’t fuck up. I promise. “ 

“I love you.” 

“I love you too.". 

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[glass-rose-paperweight]

Jensen and Misha barely talk anymore. Misha is desperately trying to get Jensen’s attention and using this non canon ship for money. Meanwhile Jensen is commenting on all of Jared’s posts and ignoring creepy Misha 😂

Does this count as hate/harassment mail?

I'm gonna count it as hate/harassment mail. I feel honored to finally be getting it

Okay, first of all random internet person, you have no idea what is going on in the personal lives of any celebrity. You say they barely talk anymore, but they have their own, separate lives, far from the prying eyes of fandom. They could be talking to each other for hours every day and we would never know it. We know about what parts of their lives that they choose to share. So you can't say they 'barely talk anymore' because you don't know.

Idk about misha 'desperately trying to get Jensen's attention' (like, where are you getting that idea?), but you can't exactly say that it's non-canon. It is, at the very least, one-sided canon. I mean, I guess I can't bash anyone's interpretation of a piece of media, but in the same vein, neither can you. But the show did make it explicit that Cas is in love with Dean. As far as Misha making money off of it, it is his god-given right to make money off of the gay angel he played for 12 fucking years, go off king, make that dough!

Thirdly, the only posts of Jared's I'm aware of Jensen interacting with is back when Jared threw his bitch fit over Jensen not telling him about the preproduction of a show that Jared isn't even involved in and Jared's birthday. Granted, I don't really keep up with who is interacting with whose posts, and I keep up with anything involving Jared even less.

Lastly ... why do you call Misha creepy? Legitimately, why? What about what he does is creepy? Stip on tik tok? That's just hilarious, and if you don't think so, you need to fix your sense of humor

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Tumbling Downhill (1)

During the time of transfer Harry from 4 Privet Drive to the borrow everyone is stressed out, especially you, losing Mad eye, everything spirals, but a new curse strikes you and changes your life.

Word Count- 1669

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“Everyone move, don’t stray if someone gets killed!” Mad-Eye yelled stepping onto his broom, Harry look alike stepped on his broom with him, I watched my him fly away.

“Lia let’s go,” Remus Lupin called grabbing me, I looked down, dressed as Harry, forgetting I had taken the polyjuice potion. “Are you ready?” He asked stepping on his broom, I copied his action wrapping my arms around his torso.

“No I’m not ready, please don’t die,” I yelled leaning my head on his back. “I’m scared,” I called out holding onto him tighter.

“We’re not gonna die, get down!” He yelled turning the both of us, I lifted my head up looking at all the death eaters that flew around us. “Be brave little one!” Remus yelled to me.

I took my right hand off of Remus’ torso, grabbing my wand out of my pocket, hitting a death eater quickly as they came flying towards us. “I did that!” I yelled surprised in myself.

“We’re coming to the clearing, watch it!” Remus yelled again, I watched death eater after death eater follows us. “We have to get rid of them!” He screamed stressing out.

“Stupify!” I yelled turning my torso almost all the way around, three of the four death eaters were gone, Lucius Malfoy was the last one. “Go away!” I yelled unconfident in myself.

Lucius raised his wand, not pointing to me, at Remus who was distracted, I watched hesitating what to do. “Don’t let me die!” I yelled at Remus, feeling a stinging sensation in my body, I waved my wand with the last of my energy, watching a bright light admin, flashing Lucious.

“What the hell did you just do!” Remus called landing on the ground. “Why would you do that, I need help!” Remus shouted grabbing my body, I watched my long blonde hair fall in front of my face.

“Well we would have both been dead if he hit you, I’m fine,” I whispered to Remus as he picked me up bridal style and brought me inside. “It’s okay, I’m breathing, right,” I coughed being placed on the couch.

“Oh, Merlin what happened!” Molly shouted, I turned my head over to the other couch, George was laying on the couch with a towel on his head. “Bring her upstairs, Ginny's room now please,” She demanded looking at me.

“I’m fine right? Im fine?” I asked feeling Remus pick me up again. “See if I let you get hit this would be you,” I said to Remus watching him carry me up the stairs. “Hey, my body is tingling,” I whispered looking at Remus who looked down at me angry.

“You should have let me get hit, I could have handled it little one,” Remus said setting me down on Ginny bed. “What is wrong with her?” He asked Molly who ran into the room with a cloth in her hand.

“This is gonna hurt I’m warning you,” Molly said placing the cloth on my head and lifting my shirt up. “They’re creating their own spells, it happened to Geroge too,” Molly said placing her wand on my stomach. “You might wanna get out for this,” She said to Remus, my whole body started burning, started from the top of my toes, rushing through my whole body, burning my stomach and racing in my head.

I let out a scream, my hands were grabbing my Remus who stood with me looking down at me with concern. It never ended, tears started falling down my face and my whole body started twitching.

“We’re almost done, almost done little one,” Remus whispered, I let out another scream, everything started shaking around me and I fluttered my eyes closed slowly forgetting about my mine and all the noise that was going on around me.

~

“She’s gonna be okay, a bit of a nasty scar though across her stomach, she’ll be okay though,” Molly said, I tried moving my arm but couldn’t, I just laid there.

“Mum this is insane,” Ron's voice said, he was much closer than Molly, almost like he was sitting next to me, I forced my eyes opened looking at the ginger boy who sat beside me like I thought. “Lia,” Ron said with a smile. 

“I’m alive,” I chuckled looking at Ron. “Hi,” I smiled forcing my around out and grabbing onto Ron's hand.

“Good morning,” Remus said sitting in the room also. “Could I talk to Lia alone please, just her and I,” Remus said standing up. I looked at Ron and nodded my head, Molly whispered something to Remus then walked out followed by Ron.

“Bit of a nasty scar,” I chuckled looking down. “Boys like a scar,” I chuckled but Remus didn’t budge. “Don’t look at me like that, I did it and saved the both of us, I’m alive,” I said forcing myself to sit up and look at Remus.

“I hope you know if Sirius had seen what you had done tonight you would have had a heart attack and been so proud of you,” Remus said with his hands crossed. “You went from not being able to cast a spell to take a spell for me, and you say your not brave little one,” he said sitting down on the chair Ron was sitting on.

“Yeah, he would be proud huh,” I chuckled grabbing onto Remus's hand. “You're the only family I have left, don’t let me lose you,” I hummed looking at Remus.

“Your the only family I have left too, for a moment there I thought I lost you,” Remus said letting go of my hand and bringing me into a hug, I didn’t care how much it had hurt me I stayed hugging Remus, almost crying.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Ron mustered walking into the room. “I was hoping that I could talk to Lia alone,” He nervously said as Remus let me go, I smiled at Ron then looked at Remus who shook his head and walked out.

“A nasty scar huh,” I chuckled not lifting my shirt up. “What could I help you with?” I asked sitting more up and smiling at the nervous boy.

“I stayed with you, despite what happened to George I didn’t want you to wake up alone,” Ron said sitting down on the chair he had sat down on earlier. “I just wanted to come see how you were doing and how you’re feeling,” He said smiling over at me.

“I’m fine just a bit of a scar, I haven’t look at it yet, fear it might attract the boys,” I joked smiling at Ron. “Thank you for caring about me, not letting me wake up on my own, I appreciate it,” I said with my heart. “What did you wanna talk about now?” I asked.

“Well,” Ron said nervously, he rubbed the back of his neck pausing. “Bill and his fiance, bloody hell I could never remember her name,” Ron stumbled making me chuckle.

“Fluer, her names Fluer Ron,” I cleaned up with a smile. “Their weddings tonight, gosh what a good time to have a wedding,” I laughed making Ron a bit less nervous.

“I was thinking, if you’re all better by tonight if you’d like to be my date?” Ron asked, I had already guessed that part.

“I would love to Ron,” I smiled coughing. “I’ll be fine, just a bit of bruising, you should go downstairs, i’m gonna have a shower,” A said leaning off the bed. 

“I’ll be back later tonight okay,” Ron said leaning over and kissing my head. “Be safe,” he whispred walking out of the room.

I tossed the blankets off of me and looked down at my stomach, from the top of my collar bone to down to my pelvic bone laid a scar visible, like one of Remus’ scars but he had been longer.

“Hot,” I muttered to myself walking over to the bathroom across the room. I opened the shower door and stipping my clothes, the hot water washed over me. Tears fall from my face and I leaned against the wall, running my hands up and down my body.

“Does it hurt?” Sirius asked, I shot my head and looked at the corner of the room, the blurred middle of the shower window covered me up. “Yeah don’t freak out, i’m dead,” Sirius chuckled rubbing the back of his neck. “Sorry about that,” He said, my mouth dropped and I looked at Sirius with wide eyes.

“How in the hell am I seeing you,” I whispred pinching my skin, I shut the water off forgetting about everything and tossing my towel over you.

“Your telling me,” Sirius chuckled. “Won’t you tell Harry that i’m sorry for dying,” SIrius said walking over at me. 

“Hey beautiful,” Lily Potter siad making me turn around, I looked at the ginger girl who stood in the shower with James Potter beside her. “I’ve heard a lot about you, from Sirius, you two practically raised each other,” She chuckled making James smile, they had looked just the saem from the pictures.

“I’m going crazy,” I cried out walking out of the bathroom and back to the room, Remus stood there smiling at me. “Remus!” I shouted turning around, Sirius smiled and looked at Remus.

“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” Remus chuckled. “Dinners ready, I was just coming to get you, come down when your ready,” He said walking out.

“Oh Merlin i’m insane,” I cried out walking to my bed. “Can you please go away well I change?” I asked, Sirius and James, turned around well Lily smiled and did the same as the boys.

“I can’t believe you took that curse,” Sirius gawed making me roll my eyes. “I’ve got it!” He yelled, I tossed my sweater on and just a simple pair of black leggings and turned around to the trio.

“You’ve been cursed,” Mad-Eye said coming out of the bathroom. “I’ve gotten it too before I had died,” He said standing beside James.

“Oh well I don’t wanna see dead people,” I cried out tossing my hands on my head. “Bloody hell this is a mess,” I said shaking my head at the four.

[ethereal-park]

South Parktober day 2: Favourite episode

@southparktober

I love 2 Naked Guys In A Hot Tub. Not because of stip, it’s because we get to see Pip and his children

[sillypandalover91]

When I first heard this song, I thought it fit Valentino but then @strawberry-plmp made me see the light and I agree that this song is too badass for the rat bastard soo! I've decided that I'm using it as inspiration for the next chapter of My Obsession for Alastor 👀

He still has a certain fish to hunt after all ^^

Baxter pressed against the door to his room as if he could somehow make himself blend against the dark wood and disappear from Alastor's field of vision. "You're a monster," he cried out.

"Tell something I don't know, Professor," said Alastor as his ears twitched towards the hallway. Angel was coming back so he had to make this quick.

His shadow plucked Baxter from the ground to bring him up to his eye level. Alastor ripped the picture frame from his prey's hands and turned it over in his hands. It was a selfie of his beau and Baxter together on the night the little pest checked in.

"Give that back!"

Oh how interesting. Alastor's gaze shifted to the now struggling fish on his hook and he grinned bigger and brighter when Baxter's gills flared in defiance.

He handed the frame back, digging a claw to Baxter's smiling face as he did so and dismissed his shadow.

Baxter fell unceremoniously to the ground but hugged his picture to his chest, "Angel's going to see the kind of creature you are and when he does-"

A track of audience laughing played from Alastor's microphone and Alastor couldnt help but join. He swung it from one hand to another before making it dissapeare entirely. Crouching down, Alastor pulled Baxtor by his collar, "Listen and listen closely, boy. Angel knows exactly the kind of man I am and guess what? He still chooses to sleep with me every night in our bed. And do you know why that is?"

Without giving Baxter a chance to answer, he pulled out his locket and showed Baxter his personal copy of Angel's pinup picture but this one was different.

In this one Angel was wearing a delicate gold chain necklace with a dear skull pendant nestled between his chest fluff. It was one of many that Angel was going to release in the near future when they took their relationship public. On the other side of the heart locket, Alastor had an image of Angel in slacks and a black shirt that was unbuttoned and off his shoulders. His neck and cheeks were sprinkled with red kisses.

But what Baxter couldnt tear his gaze from was the fresh bite mark on Angel's skin, right where the shoulder and neck met. He had lost count of how many times he'd fantasized about leaving that mark on his shoulder.

He glared at Alastor as he was dropped again.

"Oh, there you are, Al," said Angel as he finally turned the corner with Baxter's last suitcase in one hand, his pig in the other and a power strip for Baxters tank in the lower ones. He handed the stip and suit case over without so much as a glance to Baxter and tugged Alastor away, "Charlie wanted to know if you wanted to cook tonight. Told her that you had plans with me though, hope that's ok."

Alastor wrapped an arm around Angel's waist and, even allowing his beau to slip and hand in his back pocket knowing that his coat would hide the indiscretion. He glanced over his shoulder and grinned, "Of course it is, darling. We have our son's evening constitutional to think of after all~"

Angel laughed as Fat Nuggets grunted at his Papa Al, "His evening walk, Al. Ain't gotta impress me with them fancy words." He giggled, "Constitutional."

Forgetting all about the demon glaring holes at the back of his head, Alastor kissed Angel's hand as they dissapeared from Baxter's view and bantered back and forth with his beau about the elegance of vintage words in modern times.

That night, while the hotel slept, Alastor couldn't wait to become Baxter's nightmare, show him that he was the definition of the worst kind of mean.

With that in mind, Alastor curled into a ball and savored Angel's arms around him, malicious thoughts of tormenting the fish demon replaced with sweet ones of his mate, his beau, his partner in crime. It was with these kinder thoughts that Alastor felt less of a monster and more like a man in love.

[avengerscompound]

She Sets the City on Fire - Fire and Ice

She Sets the City on Fire: A Bruce Banner Fanfic

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Rating:  E

Warning:  Age Gap, Christmas, smut (MF, oral sex, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, playing doctor)

Word Count:  2632

Pairing:  Bruce Banner x OFC (Summer)

Summary:  Bruce is drawn to Summer.  She’s everything he wished he could be.  Carefree, exciting, and she knows exactly who she is.  There are so many reasons a relationship with her wouldn’t work.  So why can’t he stop thinking about her?

A/N: On the first chapter

8. Fire and Ice

Snow was falling in Central Park, the flakes catching in Summer’s hair and eyelashes.  It made a stark contrast to the red of her hair.  Ice against fire.  Bruce watched as she danced along in front of him, rugged up in a thick, pink wool coat, black scarf, and pink beanie.  She’d stop every now and again to admire the fairy lights strung on the trees before skipping off again.

Bruce couldn’t help but think, despite her name, Summer was made for this season.

It was Christmas Eve and the two of them had decided to spend the day together before going their own separate ways Christmas morning.  Summer always spent Christmas with her family and he was not up for another trip out there.  Especially not on a major holiday.

He caught her hand as she stopped to try and catch a snowflake on her tongue and spun her into his arms.  She looked up into his eyes, smiling that smile that made his heart stutter.  “I love you,” he said.

“You do?” She replied, feigning shock, her hands going to her cheeks.

“I do.”  He leaned down and kissed her.  Her nose was like ice against his skin but her lips were like fire.  The warmth from their bodies passed between them and when they broke apart, Summer took a deep breath and released it in a cloud of fog.

“We should go back home?  Get all hot and bothered?”  She said, slipping her hand into his and continuing their trek through the park.

“You’re not even going to say it back?”  Bruce asked.

“I don’t like saying it back.  I like saying it when I feel it most,” she explained.  “Besides.  You know I do.”

“Maybe I want to hear it,” Bruce said.

“Whose place should we go to?”  Summer asked, ignoring him.  “Mine’s closer.  But Aidan is there.  You have to take the subway to get to the tower from here.  It’ll be all slippery and gross.”

“Do you have tea?  Or hot chocolate?”  Bruce asked.

Summer grinned up at him, her pale blue eyes twinkling.  “Do I ever.”

“We can go back to your place,” Bruce conceded.  “But first, you have to say it.”

“You can’t make me,” Summer said, and she started to run.

Bruce took after her.  “Yes, I can!” He called.  Normally something like this would make him worry about the Hulk. Heart rate had always been one of the triggers, but chasing something was another.  Yet, with Summer he didn’t even think twice about it.  He felt safe with her.  He sometimes wondered if it was just how happy she made him.  That maybe that level of happiness kept the other guy back.

She picked up speed and Bruce could hear her panting over the crunch of her feet on the path.  She was laughing.  That pure joyful laugh that is so rare to hear from anyone over the age of eight.

Her heel hit a patch of ice and she skidded over, falling face-first onto the concrete with a loud thudding sound that made Hulk raise his head and roar.  For a second as he ran to her side, he thought he was going to lose his hold.  The edges of his vision started to fade out, but as he crouched down, Hulk seemed to realize there was nothing he could do here, and that it was up to Bruce to fix it.

“Are you okay?”  He asked

She peeled off one glove revealing a long graze along her palm.  “I think I cut my leg too,” she said rubbing her knee.

Bruce carefully helped her to her feet and put his arm around her waist.  “Come on, clumsy, let’s get you home.”

He supported her back to her place on West 88th and helped her off with her coat when they got in the door.

Summer and Aidan had decorated the apartment for Christmas like a couple of overzealous elves.  There was a large tree in the corner whose branches blocked two different doorways.  It looked like it had been decorated by the Jackson Pollack of tree decorators.  There was no theme.  Tinsel, lights, and ornaments just covered it so you couldn’t see the actual branches and the top sagged a little from the weight of all the decorations.  Garlands of tinsel, fairy lights, and plastic ice crystals hung from the walls, ceiling and window frames.  On every free surface sat some kind of ornament.  Snowmen, Santas, reindeer.  The dining table was now home to a miniature Christmas village.

Aidan was reclining back on the couch when Bruce and Summer came inside.  Summer pulled off her glove and Bruce took her hand and assessed the damage.

“What happened?”  Aidan asked, looking up at them.

“Summer fell over in the park,” Bruce answered.  The graze wasn’t so bad, but he picked a little fluff from her glove out of it.

“Of course she did,” Aidan said, getting up and heading towards the bathroom.

“Shut the fuck up!”  Summer called.  The tone of her voice completely contradicted the words she used.  She sounded happy and affectionate rather than aggressive and resentful.

“You shut the fuck up,” Aidan shot back with that same affection in his voice.  A tone only siblings share.  Bruce took Summer to the kitchen and was rinsing her hand off when Aidan returned with a first aid kit.  “There you go, doc.  Get used to patching her sorry ass up.”

“I’ll kill you, Aidan,” Summer warned.

“Please do.  Just try not to fall on your face when you come to do it.”

Summer dragged Bruce into her room giving Aidan the finger as she went.  “He really loves you, huh?”  Bruce asked, closing the door behind him.  He opened the first aid kit and dug around until he found an antibacterial wipe.

“He’s my brother.  That’s the rules,” she answered.

Bruce smiled and held out his hand.  “Alright.  Hand.”

She put her hand in his and flinched as he wiped the graze clean.  It ran from her thumb into the middle of her palm.  Bruce used a large rectangular adhesive stip to cover it.

“Okay,” he said.  “Pants off.  Let’s see your leg.”

“Alright, doc,” Summer said and shimmied out of her pants, before sitting down at the end of the bed.  There was a large graze up her left calf, reaching knee that was still oozing blood.  Bruce knelt down in front of her and wiped it clean before applying a stip of medical gauze that he taped into place.

“Is that it?  All patched up?”  Bruce asked, patting Summer on the thighs.

Summer quirked an eyebrow at him and dragged her bottom lip between her teeth.  “I don’t know, doctor.  Maybe you should check my boobs.”

Bruce chuckled and blushed a little.  “I see.  Well… maybe you should take off your top and I’ll take a look.”

Bruce went and closed the curtains as Summer pulled her sweater off over her head.  She stood looking at him, dressed in only a patched red polka dot bra and pantie set and scuffing her foot on the ground.

“No need to be shy, Miss Martin.  I’m a professional,” Bruce said.  Summer started giggling as he approached her.  He put his palms on her breasts and slid them around her back.  He unhooked her bra and she slipped it down from her shoulders and tossed it to the side.

His hands returned to her breasts and he palmed them slowly.  “Do you have a specific problem with your breasts, Miss Martin?”

Summer shook her head.  “No.  I just wanted to make sure they were okay.”

“They feel very good.  A nice shape.  What if I do this?”  He pinched her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers and pulled them gently.

Summer hummed.  “Yeah.  That feels pretty good.”

“Anything else I can help you with today?”  Bruce asked as he continued to rub and squeeze at Summer’s breasts.

Summer pointed down.  “Sometimes when I touch down there, it feels really strange.”

Bruce smiled and stifled a laugh.  “Okay.  Take off your panties and lie back on the bed for me.”

Summer complied, stripping herself of the last tiny vestige of clothing and lay back on the bed, positioning herself so her ass was right at the edge.  Bruce knelt down in front of her and spread her legs.  She placed her feet on her shoulders and propped herself up on her elbows so she could look down at him.

He ran his fingers through her fine, red pubic hair and spread her labia, exposing the dark pink of her sex to him.  It glistened with her arousal and he ran his fingers up and down her folds.  “It looks very nice, Miss Martin.  Funny how exactly?”

“It’s just… when I rub it… I get all tingly feeling,” Summer said.

Using his thumb, Bruce pushed back Summer’s clitoral hood and began to rub the little exposed bundle of nerves in tight circles.  “Like this?”

Summer collapsed back on the bed with a sigh.  “Uh-huh.”

“Hmm… interesting.  And  what if I do this?”  He asked and flattened his tongue, running it up her crevice.  When he reached her clit he sucked it into his mouth and flicked his tongue over it.

Summer bucked up into his mouth and moaned.  “Yes.  Oh shit.”

He continued to suck hungrily on her cunt.  The tart and slightly sweet taste of her coating his tongue.  “Yes,” she moaned again, arching her back.  “And… and sometimes on the inside…”

Bruce pushed two fingers inside of her and curled them.  “Hm… yes.  I think I can feel something.”  He said and ground them into the spongy surface of her g-spot.  She bucked up hard and cried out.  “You are right, Miss Martin.  That does seem very sensitive.”

“Oh god, it is…” She mewled, rolling her hips against his hand.

Bruce continued to work his fingers inside of Summer, focusing them on her g-spot.  He dragged them over it and watched as she completely came undone.  He rubbed her clit with his other hand, his fingers flying back and forth over it.  She writhed under his attention, her legs kicking and her toes curling.  Her cunt began to flutter around his digits, and with a loud cry, she came - gushing onto his hand.

He slowly stroked her through it as she lay panting on the bed.  “You’re right, Miss Martin,” he said, taking his hand away.  “I may need to prescribe you something for that.”

Summer sat up and smirked at him, as Bruce began to unbuckle his pants.  “What will I have to take?”

He bit his lip and tried not to laugh as he willed himself to say what he knew would make Summer laugh.  He could see how badly she wanted him to say the words.  She lifted her foot and used it to rub his hip.  “Well, Doctor?”

He shucked his pants down, exposing his erection and let out a breath.  “My giant dick,” he deadpanned.

Summer squealed and broke down into laughter as she scooted into the middle of the bed.  Bruce crawled up after her and grabbed a condom from the bedside table and rolled it on.  It was bright red with glitter through the latex.

“How seasonal,” Summer hummed as Bruce moved between her legs.

“Mmm… Merry Christmas, Summer,” Bruce hummed and brought his lips to hers.  As they kissed, he entered her.  He rolled his hips as he thrust slow and deep into her, never breaking the kiss.  They each hummed softly as their lips caressed each other’s and their bodies moved together.

They rolled so Summer was on top.  She sat up - breaking their kiss - and rested her hands on his chest as she slowly rolled her hips.  Her waist twisting and rolling like she was doing a seated belly dance.  Bruce watched her and ran his tongue over his bottom lip as he reached up and pushed a hand into her red hair.  She looked down at him, her normally clear blue eyes, dark and clouded with euphoria.

His hands moved down, sliding over her breasts and dancing along the soft skin of her stomach.  He rested on hand on her hip and the other started rubbing her clit.  She moaned and threw her head back.  Her cunt clenched around his cock, squeezing it as her internal walls milked him, bringing him closer and closer to orgasm.

Bruce moved his fingers faster, which in turn made her move faster, bouncing up and down on his cock.  He started to moan and pant and his balls tightened.  All his focus went to trying to make sure he didn’t come before her.  “Slow down, Summer,” he grunted.  “I’m gonna…”

Summed clenched suddenly and cried out, her fingers digging into his chest.  He let himself go, spilling inside of her.

Summer hummed and collapsed down on top of him, her head on his chest and the rest of her body draped over him.  He shifted, slipping out of her and removing his condom, before dropping it in the trash beside the bed.

He trailed his fingers up and down Summer’s back.  “Are you going to fall asleep on me?”

Summer sighed sleepily.  “Uh-huh.”

“But it’s not even five,” Bruce said.

“Don’t care.”

They lay like that for a little while, Bruce stroking her hair and gliding the tips of his fingers over her back.  She started to nuzzle at his neck and kissed along his collarbone.

“Bruce,” she murmured softly.

“Yes, honey?”

“I love you.”

Bruce smiled and kissed the crown of her head.  “I love you too, Summer

Christmas morning broke and Summer woke Bruce by kissing up his spine.  He rolled over to face her and she kissed him gently on the lips.

“Merry Christmas,” she breathed.

“Merry Christmas, honey,” he replied and pulled her into a deep kiss.

They spent most of the morning making love in that slow lazy way you do when there’s no rush to be anywhere, despite the fact they both had places to be.

At around ten they got up and showered together before dressing for the day.  Bruce having to just put on the clothes he had on yesterday.  He could picture the teasing from Tony as he was buttoning up his shirt.

Aidan had been busy in the kitchen so when Summer and Bruce were ready to face the world, the scent of coffee, bacon, and freshly baked bread filled the apartment.

After breakfast they quickly exchanged gifts.  Summer gave both Bruce and Aidan ugly Christmas sweaters.  Bruce’s had Pi knitted into it, while Aidan’s was Darth Vader with a Santa hat.  Along with that, she gave Bruce a card telling him she’d bought a well for a village in Bangladesh.

Bruce gave Summer a vintage silver choker that was shaped like a long feather that would wrap around her neck.  She put it on right away.

When they were done, they all bundled up and headed out the front to say their goodbyes.

Bruce and Summer kissed at the bottom of the stairs, neither willing to be the first to pull away.  Finally, summer did, reaching into her purse and pulling out a card.  “This is the name of an app and a code for a toy I got us.  You know, if you want to have some fun later.”

He chuckled though his face flushed.  “That sounds like fun.  I’ll call you tonight.”

Bruce kissed her one last time and pulled away reluctantly.  “Love you, Summer.  Have fun with your family.”

“I love you too, Bruce.  Merry Christmas.”

Bruce watched Summer skip down the street to the garage where she kept her car.  As she disappeared from view he turned and strolled towards the subway.

// NEXT

[overwijs]

Dag 178 – “Call me, beep me”

Dit verhaal hoort bij mijn werkdag van donderdag 4 februari.

De dag des oordeels is aangebroken. Vanmiddag heb mijn leerlingen NaSk1 hun schoolexamen gemaakt en morgen is het de beurt aan mijn groep NaSk2-leerlingen. Toen ik ze in december overnam heb ik ze een paar beloftes gedaan. Ik zou voor rust zorgen, voor duidelijkheid, voor informatie, en dat soort dingen. In lijn met mijn persoonlijke doelstellingen: informatie per leerdoel, alle tijden mogelijkheid om uitleg opnieuw te bekijken en er voor ze zijn als dat nodig was.

Heel expliciet staat daar niet bij: een voldoende halen voor het schoolexamen. Niet mijn belofte aan hun, niet mijn persoonlijke doelstelling. Er is namelijk een probleem, meer dan je best kan je niet doen. Zij niet én ik niet. Dus ik kan me uit de naad werken, zij kunnen alles op alles zetten en dan nog kan het zo zijn dat we niet het gewenste doel van een voldoende bereiken. Dit heb ik dus ook niet als stip op de horizon gezet.

We hebben gewerkt aan de leerstof, aan het opdoen van succeservaringen, we hebben hele moeilijke opgaven gemaakt, we kregen soms een error in ons hoofd en soms lukte het. Soms zagen we het even niet meer zitten maar altijd gingen we er weer voor. En nu moesten ze het zelf doen.

Nadat ik uitgebreid gewerkt had aan mijn eerste doelstellingen, bleef er nog een belangrijke over. Er voor ze zijn als ze het nodig hebben. Dus beloofde ik ze plechtig dat ze mij op elk moment een chat mochten sturen als ze ergens vastliepen bij het voorbereiden op hun schoolexamen. Ik beantwoorde chats in het weekend, heb zelfs nog met een vader van een leerling gechat om ze verder op weg te helpen, ik gaf reactie op hun gemaakte werk als ze dat naar mij toestuurde, ik legde nog iets uit als ze ergens een vraag over hadden.

Mijn leerlingen vonden het wel gek, en dat snap ik ook wel. In de laatste week hadden ze mij, zoals verwacht, meer nodig dan in de periode daarvoor. Nu waren zij namelijk bezig met wat er komen kwam, zoals een goede puber: enkele dagen van te voren. Dus dat klopte wel. Daarom hadden ze deze week ook meer vragen over mijn bereikbaarheid: “kunnen we u echt altijd een bericht sturen en dan geeft u ook antwoord?”. Ik zag wie het vroeg en ken mijn pappenheimers. Zijn dag-nachtritme is anders dan die van een volwassene met een baan overdag. Een nachtdier. Mijn antwoord spitste ik daar ook op toe: “Tot elf uur ’s avonds beloof ik deze week sowieso een reactie.”. Hij leek gerustgesteld: “Oh dat is geen probleem, dan stuur ik u tijdens het leren gewoon een chat en als u dan weer wakker wordt kunt u hem beantwoorden voordat ik wakker word.”

Natuurlijk stuurde hij mij uiteindelijk niets, soms is het alleen de gedachte al die telt. Dat is in ieder geval voor veel van mijn leerlingen zo, het idee dat ik er voor ze ben gaf al steun. En de andere? Misschien hadden die uiteindelijk geen vragen of helemaal niet geleerd.

Er waren wel leerlingen die er gebruik van gemaakt hebben, ze hadden ook vanavond weer tot elf uur met vragen over het schoolexamen van morgen. Om kwart over negen kreeg ik een berichtje, die ik meteen vanaf de bank kon beantwoorden.

“Hai mevrouw, ik ben nu aan het leren. Staat de dichtheid van verschillende stoffen ook in de BINAS? Groetjes.”

- “Zeker weten!” En ik stuurde er nog een foto bij van de betreffende tabel in het boekje.

“Wow u reageert echt super snel! Dankuwel!”

Een kinderhand is gauw gevuld zeggen ze toch? En natuurlijk kunnen niet alle docenten dit doen en snap ik dat heel goed. Maar ik zit met mijn eindexamenleerlingen nou eenmaal in een bijzondere situatie, dus dat vraagt ook om bijzonder gedrag. Zolang ik dit kan doen voor, zal ik dat ook blijven doen. Want we weten allemaal dat het fijn is dat er iemand bereikbaar is voor welke vraag dan ook. Dan weet ik: ik heb er alles aan gedaan. Zij zijn aan zet.

Ooohh yeahh yeah

I'm your basic average girl

And I'm here to save the world

You can't stop me

Cause I'm Kim Pos-si-ble

There is nothin I can't do

When danger calls

Just know that I am on my way

It doesn't matter where or

When there's trouble

If ya just call my name

Kim Possible

Call me, beep me if ya

Wanna reach me

When ya wanna page me it's okay

I just can't wait until I hear

My cell phone ring

Doesn't matter if it's day or night

Everything's gonna be alright

Whenever you need me baby

Call me, beep me if ya

wanna reach me

Message clear, I am here

(Let me reassure you)

I’m never gonna leave you alone

(I am on my way)

You can always count on me

When it gets stuck I’ll help you see

I will help you find your way

(Help you find your way)

It doesn't matter where or

when there's trouble

If ya just call my name

…

Doesn't matter where

Doesn't matter when

I will be there for ya til the very end

Danger or trouble

I'm there on the double

You know that you always can call

Kim Possible

Yeaahh yeaah

Het liedje luisteren doe je hier: https://open.spotify.com/track/4gLJSncpK6VnvWLFNy7ejf?si=6HDJwtvqROm5fJMGemh72g

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[wrestlingisfake]

Hard to Kill preview

Kenny Omega & Doc Gallows & Karl Anderson vs. Rich Swann & Chris Sabin & Moose - When Kenny Omega won the AEW men’s world title on December 2, he completed a long-simmering heel turn by forming an alliance with Impact Wrestling executive Don Callis.  Omega and Callis began showing up on both Impact and AEW programming acting like Omega is “the real world champion,” which irritated Impact world champion Rich Swann.  Omega also reunited with Impact’s men’s tag team champions, Gallows and Anderson, who had already been having issues with former champs Chris Sabin and Alex Shelley.

This match was originally booked as Omega/Gallows/Anderson vs. Swann/Sabin/Shelley, but the day before the show Impact announced that “unavoidable circumstances” prevented Shelley from traveling to the show in Nashville.  Shelley’s last-minute replacement is Moose, who has recently been feuding with Swann.  For over eight months, Moose has been calling himself the “TNA world champion,” presumably to set up a “who’s the real champion?” match with the Impact world champion.  But that seems kind of silly now that Omega and Swann are kind of doing the same thing, but with more credibility.  So I was hoping they’d get Swann vs. Moose wrapped up before Swann vs. Omega got going.  I certainly wasn’t expecting Moose to be involved in this match.

Because of Omega and the AEW interpromotional angle, this may well be the biggest show Impact has run in years.  So Impact is motivated to deliver the best they can for whatever new audience this match will attract.  The big question is whether AEW is invested enough to send a few of their guys to appear on this show for a hot angle.  Any unadvertised AEW wrestler causing any kind of ruckus on this show will get people talking.  But AEW and Impact seem to be taking their time with this storyline, and they may not think now is the time to drop the next bombshell plot point.

To me, the likeliest finishes are a) Omega’s team dominates and wins to get more heat, or b) Swann scores the winning fall to set up an Omega vs. Swann singles match.  The best setup for that match would be Swann pinning Omega, but I don’t see that happening anytime soon.  But if they sell it like Omega’s team are the heavy favorites, and that Omega’s ego is bruised by an upset even if he didn’t lose the fall, then that can still work.  But then again, that was my gut feeling before Moose was added to the match.  Now it feels far more likely that Moose will turn on his partners or walk out on them, which could change the entire complexion of the match.  That uncertainty has me pretty interested in how things unfold.

Eddie Edwards vs. Sami Callihan - This is billed as a “barbed wire massacre” match, so the ring ropes will be replaced with barbed wire, and objects wrapped in barbed wire will be provided at ringside to use as weapons.  Obviously, in this sort of match nobody is going to be disqualified or counted out. 

I can’t say I understand the storyline leading up to this.  Edwards and Callihan had a vicous feud following a 2018 incident where Callihan botched a spot and hit Edwards in the face with a baseball bat.  Then they seemed to go down separate paths, and then recently Sami and Ken Shamrock started picking on Edwards and his wife for some reason.  The idea now appears to be that these two will never be able to settle it, except that they both clearly put it all aside for the better part of a year.  In any case, they’ve run out of hardcore stips to use in their matches, so here we are.

I believe this is the fourth “barbed wire massacre” match Impact has booked.  The first two were on pay-per-view in 2005 and 2008.  The third was taped for television in 2018, but was only streamed on Twitch because it was “too violent for TV.”  I remember watching the first one (Abyss vs. Sabu) in 2005 and being too squeamish to enjoy the performance.  In matches like this you have to hope the wrestlers know what they’re doing and don’t go too far just to create a “moment.”  But with Callihan and Edwards, that doesn’t apply, so I just have to hope the match was taped in advance, so that if one of them was gravely injured we’d have seen reports about it by now.

Both of these guys are pushed as top acts in Impact, but Callihan always seems to come up short in big matches like this.  I can’t see either guy accepting defeat and letting the feud end.  But if this is really the final chapter, then I think Edwards needs the last laugh more than Sami does.

Deonna Purrazzo vs. Taya Valkyrie - Purrazzo is defending the Impact women’s championship. Valkyrie held the title from January 2019 to January 2020--the longest single reign in the title’s history--but after losing the belt she spent 2020 preoccupied in comedy stuff with Rosemary and John E. Bravo.  So Taya’s doing the whole “you’ve only done so well as champion because I haven’t gotten around to facing you” bit.

I haven’t been able to get into Impact’s women’s division.  I suppose it’s because so many of the characters seem superficial and unserious.  Like, Purrazzo is presented as a solid in-ring performer, but outside the ring she’s the kind of self-absorbed chicken heel who plots with her sidekick to devise ways to duck upcoming challengers.  Impact is full of characters like that, but the women’s division in particular has almost nothing else.  Hell, Taya was playing that role when she was the heel champion.  So I can’t say I’m very motivated to see these two fight.  I also don’t really believe we’re going to get a title change at this point.

Manik vs. Chris Bey vs. Rohit Raju - This is a three-way match for the X division championship, so whoever scores the first fall over any opponent will win Manik’s title.  This story started with Bey as champion and Raju as his crony, but Raju was the one henchman in wrestling history who managed to manipulate his boss to his advantage, so Raju won the title from Bey in a three-way with TJP.  Raju was so worried about losing his belt to TJP that he arranged a stipulation where TJP could no longer challenge him.  Then Raju issued an open challenge answered by Manik...the masked man character originally played by TJP.  So now Manik is the champion and definitely not TJP, but Raju and Bey aren’t buying it.

I don’t really care who wins this.  Every time they do a multi-man match for the X title, they demonstrate that multi-man matches don’t settle anything, because there’s always somebody who’s like “Well I wasn’t pinned, so I should get another match!”  So if, for example, Bey pins Raju, you know it’s just going to lead to Bey vs. TJP and/or Manik later.  Except Raju is going to weasel his way into the situation, for another three-way.  (Unless Crazzy Steve is free that weekend, and it’ll be a four-way.)  There’s no direction here. The best thing that could happen to the X title (aside from retiring it as an obsolete relic) is if some AEW guys came in to fight for it.  And I don’t expect that to happen soon.

Havok & Neveah vs. Tasha Steelz & Kiera Hogan - This match is the tournament final to decide which team will be awarded the Impact women’s tag team championship.  The title was originally introduced in 2009, but a lack of interest in booking it properly led to ODB teaming with Eric Young to win the belts in March 2012.  The last title defense I can find was in May 2012, although it took over a year for Impact to officially abandon the championship.

I can see why Impact was motivated to bring the title back, since throughout 2020 most of their women’s roster was paired off in various alliances: Taya Valkyrie & Rosemary, Deonna Purrazzo & Kimber Lee, Kylie Rae & Susie, etc. But just because most of the women on the roster have a natural partner doesn’t mean there are enough women to fill out a tag team division.  I suspect these two teams are going to end up rematching a lot for the tag belts, while the teams they eliminated in the tournament go back to focusing on singles action.  If just having women’s tag titles automatically meant expanding the women’s roster and pushing more women, then that would be great.  But we’ve seen that it doesn’t work that way, not only in WWE, but also the last time Impact tried it.

My gut feeling is that Steelz and Hogan have more future potential, so I’d probably prefer to put the title on them.  But Havok and Neveah have the edge in size and meanness, and I could easily see Impact wanting them to dominate as the champions a la the Road Warriors.

Eric Young & Cody Deaner & Joe Doering vs. Cousin Jake & Rhino & Tommy Dreamer - This is being called an “old school rules” match, which is Impact’s way of saying “ex-ECW guys are in this so we want to say ‘extreme rules’ but WWE trademarked that.” Basically there are no count-outs or disqualifications.  Cody and Jake were a tag team until Deaner became obsessed with proving himself against Young; when he failed, he turned on Jake and joined Young’s group.  Rhino tried to help Jake out, but it wasn’t until Tommy Dreamer got involved that they were able to even the odds.  I’m pretty sure Young’s faction is just getting started and they are going to destroy the babyfaces here.

Ethan Page vs. The Karate Man - Page is one half of The North, which spent most of 2019-2020 dominating the men’s tag team division.  Karate Man is the alter ego of...Ethan Page.  So he’s fighting himself.  That’s always fun.

The backstory here is that the North struggled to recover from losing the tag title earlier this year, and Page grew increasingly desperate to convince Josh Alexander that they could regroup. The tipping point was when Alexander was wrestling Brian Myers and Karate Man interfered, causing Josh to get disqualified.  Page did a skit where he tried to get therapy from Karate Man, before they decided to fight instead.

The bigger story behind all this is that Page’s contract with Impact Wrestling reportedly expired at the end of 2020, so he’s technically not even with the promotion anymore.  Reportedly, this “match” was taped weeks ago.  Just because Page is a free agent doesn’t mean he won’t simply re-sign with Impact at any moment.  But this looks to be his swan song before he moves on...or the pivotal angle that sets up how he’s staying.

Obviously this is going to have to be pre-taped with Patty Duke Show special effects.  I’m not sure if that means it’ll be a ~*~cinematic match~*~ though.  They could do a weird brawl in a weird location like the Boneyard Match or Stadium Stampede, or they could just do it on the normal set in a normal ring and not do anything weird except the split screen effects.  I honestly don’t know what to expect.

Rosemary & Crazzy Steve vs. Tenille Dashwood & Kaleb with a K - Rosemary and Steve used to be in The Decay together years ago, and occasionally Impact remembers that and has them interact.  Tenille is formerly Emma from WWE, playing a stuck-up Instagram influencer gimmick with Kaleb as her personal assistant.  Rosemary already beat Dashwood in the setup to this match, and I don’t think Kaleb is going to last long against Steve, so I guess the weirdo babyfaces will triumph.

Josh Alexander vs. Brian Myers - This is scheduled for the pre-show.  As noted above, Alexander and Ethan Page had some issues that came to a head when Page caused Alexander to lose a match to Myers.  So Josh wants to avenge that loss.  It’s kinda funny to me that the serious match about wins and losses and professionalism is on the pre-show while the “Ethan Page beats himself up” comedy is on the main show.  But anyway, it seems like Alexander is headed for a singles push, so he might as well get that started with a win.

[amisbro]

QNxHEAVENS relationship (Movie)

I mentioned this in a photoset post but I’m going to do it again here:  Because the next part and screengrab is a spoiler from the movie I am going to put this under a read more IF YOU READ PAST THE CUT YOU ARE UNDER THE UNDERSTANDING IT HAS A SPOILER FROM THE MOVIE...ARE WE CLEAR?! With that out of the way...let’s go discuss one of the more interesting things I have seen and the possible WHAT is going on

So when Season 4 ended on Christmas Eve of 2016 it was after STARISH won the Triple S and at that point there is a mention of a concert which is going to have all three groups in it.  I think I speak for a lot of the fandom when we probably assumed that just meant 6th stage and then whatever happened happened NOPE In 2017 they announced a movie at 6th stage and that would be in 2019 (which is the year we are in now) and we got a visual for it towards the end of the year along with announcements for the three groups to get CDs and also a shuffle project that would feature the 3 units in the series...alright fine! Once the movie got announced and STARISH and QN got their CDs and stage shows we were still waiting on HEAVENS which got delayed actually...I understood it a little because of the idea that ,had it come out when I thought it was going to, with the “FUTURE LIVE” that was going to happen for QUARTET NIGHT it wouldn’t make sense because it would just have gotten buried.  As it was the CD (along with Anthem for the Angel) would come out in 2019 and this would be before the movie. NOW...I must show this so if you have read my note you know what is going to be shown...this is your final warning to turn back here

There have been officially 2 PVs that were shown for the movie:  one involves an MC with all 18 boys (and Camus using his “fake voice” during it and never switching it to his “normal voice”...GDI MAENO) and then the most recent one...this takes us to the purpose for the read more Take a look at this for me

Alright kids what do we see? Well if we paid attention to HEAVENS’ movie single this is their hand gesture on the cover...but QN is doing it NOW...I can hear this out in the distance “But Josh...they ALL DO another groups” True HEAVENS does STARISH’s (this actually “KIND OF” makes sense to me) STARISH does QN’s...I never knew they had one if I’m honest and then THIS right Think about this if you think in terms of a story HEAVENS returns after near disbandment from a stip in S2 to coming back in Season 3 to go for the Triple S HEAVENS gets DQ’d during the first one but QN gives back their win so they can perform in the decisive concert QN gets hot after seeing what Raging was trying to pull with getting their spot taken away They go to the concert and QN stalls out the show to make sure that HEAVENS has enough time to make it (which they do) See what I’m saying here? This also makes me laugh when I hear “HEAVENS’ role was to make STARISH better” FINE...then explain to me the role STARISH has from S3 and 4 at THIS POINT when HEAVENS was gonna be DQ’d for a second time...it makes NO SENSE! HEAVENS was STARISH’s partner and yet its QN sticking up for them.  QN NEVER WORKED WITH THEM THE WHOLE SEASON SO IT SHOULDN’T WORK THAT WAY THEN We get to the movie and this part that I screencapped QN does THEIR HAND GESTURE...HUH?! The reason this really gets me confused is because ,if you think about this between the end of Legend Star to here (and not counting the shuffle project) WHEN does QN become “buddy buddy” with HEAVENS?! Like okay what story could you tell that makes sense where HEAVENS really earned QN’s respect either during or after Season 4?  It doesn’t make sense to me because again QN disappears for most of Season 4 and only returns to talk to who?  STARISH It doesn’t make sense In theory ,if we were going to do this, QN should have worked with HEAVENS between the end of Season 4 and here OR during Season 4 because at least then they would have had a reason to stick up for them (although then the story becomes STARISH somehow sticking up for HEAVENS because of something or other probably) but explain to me WHY this happens? Again...I get it...the series doesn’t have the best plot and all that which...FINE!  At least make an attempt that makes a little sense to my waterlogged brain THERE IS a possibility that answers COULD BE lying in Repeat Love for the switch... Why?  As of this writing...THIS is still the cast list for the switch version of Repeat Love

For SOME REASON both the QN AND HEAVENS sets of VAs are listed for this game...this has not budged ,moved or whatever. WILL WE BE GETTING canon info that involves both groups at this point?  That is literally the only way this makes sense to have them both in the game right? (It should also be noted that Wakamoto and Sugita are NOT listed for this game...I don’t get it) The QN and HEAVENS relationship and dynamic is one of the most interesting and confusing I have seen in any series I have watched over the years...at some point we need answers I think If you stuck with me through all of this I thank you.  If you would like to give an interpretation of their relationship BY ALL MEANS...I want to hear your opinion because this is one I need a new perspective on I think