#drawing while sick sucks ass guys

[thebluester2020]

Ok loved the Seb maid post, but now I’m curious about the other Bachelors having a maid kink 👀 Your work is 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Thank you for the compliment, anon! Thankfully, I have a whole laundry list for the bachelors and how they'd be with a maid!reader <3 (Sorry this took so long to get out anon! Thanksgiving break + getting ready for finals, and Christmas has me in a chokehold rn 😔)

Warning(s): Rough Sex (For Shane and Alex mostly tbh), Munch Elliot, Sub!Harvey,

SDV Bachelors Having A Maid Kink

Shane

Y'all already know I have beef with this man so I'll start the slander early.

He's putting you to work, you're going to earn your paycheck when he comes into the cafe. And not through breaking your back trying to fulfill his seemingly never-ending orders of drinks, or him inviting you over to do cutesy hand signs, oh no, that's just part of the job.

I'm talking, he'll be the last customer to leave, and why? Because he has to fulfill his trope of being the "Ugly Bastard" that's always spotted in those NTR mangas (aka bending you over the cashier counter while fucking you to the point of nearly being braindead, all while you tell him how much you just loooveeee your master)

♡ - "C'mon maid, it's like you're not even trying to earn a fat tip."

This guy had been in the cafe since the early evening. For a while now, he'd been watching you and practically breaking your back with the amount of requests he'd been giving you! From requesting drink after drink after drink, to inviting you over to perform little love songs and even draw hearts in his drinks. It'd been non-stop and you were nearly sick of it! So sick of it in fact, that you hadn't even noticed how your customer had been practically eye-fucking you your entire shift. He imagined bending you over and fucking you stupid on almost every piece of furniture available in the cafe.

But his favorite location so far? The cashier counter.

The idea of someone walking in and witnessing him plow the cutest maid of the cafe until she was sobbing for more of his dick had him sporting the biggest hard-on he's ever had in his life.

Luckily, however, his dreams and fantasies seem to be coming true more often lately.

"F-Fuck!" You whined when Shane suddenly slapped your ass, your eyes beginning to well up with tears from the pain as it started to mix in with the pleasure, his cockhead bullying your poor cervix as you grabbed at the edge of the counter for dear life. Shane chuckled when one of your hands came behind you to weakly push at his thigh, hoarse whines and moans of 'Gimme a break' leaving your kiss-swollen lips. "You sure you want a break cutie?" He cooed. "You look like you're enjoying my cock soooooo much though~" As he leaned down, he pressed some of his weight down onto you, his hot breath fanning against your ear as his hands on the sides of your waist pulled you onto his cock even harder.

"If you really want a break, then beg your master a bit more properly."

You sucked in a breath, your pussy clenching harder around Shane's length at the way his words rolled off his tongue. "Well?" He panted, grabbing at your hair to pull your head up so he wouldn't miss anything you said. And eventually, you shook your head, a laugh nearly erupting from Shane as you had basically admitted to him that you loved his cock way too much to even think of a break.

And since that was the case— "Get your hand off my thigh then slut," He tsked. You gasped when he grabbed your wrists and pinned them to your sides, using the new leverage to fuck into you even harder, tearing groans and high-pitched whines from your throat as the feeling of the veins along the sides of Shane's thick cock rubbed against your walls threatened to make your head spin. "L-Love your cock...!" You said, a brainless giggle leaving your mouth at the end. One that nearly made Shane gasp with how much harder he suddenly got at your words and how shamelessly you said them.

"What was that?" Impossibly, he fucked you even harder, the fat of your ass rippling at the sheer force of his thrusts, creating a delicious scene that Shane struggled to take his eyes off of as you tried to look at him over your shoulder. "Say that again."

"M-Master..." You moaned. "L-Love your cock!" Your thighs trembled at the force of your impending orgasm, drool dribbling down the corner of your lips as the knot in the pit of your stomach grew almost unbearably hot. "Iloveitloveitloveitloveittttt!" Your customer smirked at your crying devotion to his dick, his grip around your wrists tightening as a deep groan escaped his throat with how you suddenly squirted all over his dick, your gushing heat pushing him to his own orgasm as he suddenly pressed himself as deep as he could go into your pussy.

A long sigh drew out of your lips, your forehead falling against the counter as you moaned softly to the feeling of your customer's thick cum filling up your insides.

By far, he had to be your favorite master.

Elliot

King of Respect. Very mindful, very demure.

His kink comes in the form of the trope of "Maid does a poor job of cleaning so the master has to teach her how to do her job correctly".

You accidentally spilled tea on Elliot's lap while serving it to him? No problem! Not only would he help you clean, but he'd even give you tips on how to properly serve and clean up your messes, how generous!

In a more straightforward term, it's Elliot being the classical munch.

♡ - Your customer was really good at teaching you how to be a better maid.

When you had accidentally spilled tea on his lap earlier, you had expected him to be angry and cause such a commotion that it'd spark your boss to come out of his office and fire you on the spot! But, he hardly flinched when the room-temperature tea touched him, simply waving it off with a smile and telling you not to worry your head about it.

In fact...he was even willing to teach you how to properly serve tea, as well as how not to spill it so clumsily! And this teaching was, by far, the best one you could have ever gotten from a customer you had just met twenty minutes prior. "Mmm...don't spill the tea dear," Your customer warned from behind you as he sucked your cute clit, slurping up your juices and licking his lips like a dog would lick its chops after a meal. "Otherwise, we'd have to reset the timer, and that wouldn't be fun for you...wouldn't it?" You whined at the feeling of Elliot's long tongue fucking in and out of your cunt, the teacup on top of the serving plate shaking so loudly that you feared someone would come in to witness you being eaten out by a customer.

However, Elliot was good with stealing away any such frivolous thoughts when his fingers began to tease your sex while his lips teasingly kissed your thighs and ass. "Keep still dear," You almost hear the smirk on his ridiculously soft lips. "The cup sounds like it's about to fall~" A shudder ran throughout your body when Elliot suddenly stuck a finger inside of you while his other hand came to massage your ass.

You, oh so badly, wanted to tell your customer to hurry up and make you cum. For the last ten minutes or so, you'd been dangling on the ultra-fine line between cumming and not cumming, each time you'd clench your twitching cunt around Elliot's fingers or your clit would throb in his mouth, he'd suddenly tear himself away and smirk in your face like a wicked fox!

"You can't cum just yet, you haven't learned how to properly do you job yet..." He'd say it in such an alluring voice that it was useless to try and talk back to him, to bat your eyes and attempt to convince him to make you cum. Not that you were complaining exactly, such a handsome man eating you out? His eyes hooded as he focused intensely on his work of making you feel as if you were always seconds away from cloud nine.

And rapidly, you were beginning to approach that peak once again. "M-Master..." You whispered as seductively as you could in the moment without sounding like a shaken-up rabbit. "Please...let me cum," You begged, shaking your ass ever so slightly in an attempt to have his fingers dig further into you.

You clenched when he hummed against you, his fingers leaving your weeping sex with a lewd 'pop'. "Hm...should I?" He moaned when he licked your slick off of his fingers, your taste only making him strain even harder against his slacks. "Have you learned how to properly do your job dear?" You nodded your head all too eagerly, panting out a series of 'Yesyesyesyes!' to your lover as you watched him through blurry eyes slowly stand up from his position behind you. Your tongue licked across your bottom lip as Elliot started to undo his belt.

"If that's the case, I suppose we should put your words to the test, hm?"

Sam

Similar to Sebastion, but I think he would like the possibly of "corrupting" a maid. When he went with Sebastion to Zuzu City and saw how you were doing such a good job, being nice and polite to the customers and generally just being so pretty that he could hardly believe his eyes.

All he could wonder was "What if I molded her to be the perfect maid for me?"

And so he did, classic blondie with blue eyes style, he flirted his way until you (during your work shift mind you!) led him to the storage room in the back and flipped up your skirt for him without a second thought.

♡ - "You're sooooo pretty, miss~"

Amid the lewd sound of your customer's balls slapping against your clit, your skirt flipped up to reveal your ass as your customer currently groped your chest over your clothes. He'd been repeating that same sentence to you for the last few minutes since you had snuck him into the breakroom! Choked-up moans and high-pitched whines tore from your throat as he fucked you into the breakroom's dirty couch, all as if you were some cheap whore!

And to be frank, you might as well have been one at this moment.

Your customer was just too charming when he flirted with you so shamelessly as you worked, nearly forgetting all about his poor friend who eyed you up and down just as much as the blonde did! Thankfully for Sam, however, you found his charms to be just a little cuter, which is why he was balls-deep inside of you right now, cooing all sorts of cute praises in your ear as he hugged your body to his torso like he was afraid that you'd disappear the second he eased up.

"S-Such a cute fucking pussy..." Sam whined in your ear, his rhythm beginning to stutter as he felt himself approaching his high almost embarrassingly fast. "Please...pleasepleaseplease let me cum inside baby," He pleaded. Your cunt tightened around his length at his begging, a gasp leaving your lips when Sam's hand traveled from your breasts to flip up your skirt even more, all so he could rub your throbbing clit. "Fuck!" You cried at the almost mind-numbing pleasure.

Your pulse raced in your ears, your juices dripping from your pussy even more now that he was rubbing your clit like he was just begging for you to go insane! Your arms started to shake, your head lifting tiredly to look over your shoulder at the tear-eyed blonde as you could've sworn you saw hearts form in his eyes when he opened them to look at you. "T-Too much..." You whined. "Baby, please...you're so fucking deep...c-can't handle...it!"

"Yes you can," He insisted before pressing his lips against yours. He whispered a soft 'you have to' against your lips as his lithe fingers increased their movement on your clit even more, constantly switching between a pace of teasingly slow and mind-numbingly fast. Your hand shot to Sam's wrist, fruitlessly trying to get him to slow down before you had let out a drawn-out moan against Sam's lips as you climaxed. Your cunt clenching so impossibly tight on his cock that the blonde could only manage a few more thrusts before he stilled against you with a groan.

The warmth of his cum flooding your insides almost made you sleepy, along with your shaky arms and how tired you were, it only increased that feeling by tenfold as you hesitantly parted your lips from your customer's, a single string of spit still connecting the both of you as Sam held a lovesick look in his eyes.

He took a moment to further catch his breath before he spoke. "When...when do you get off? So I can see you again."

Alex

Okay so hear me out, I can't see Alex going to a maid cafe but—

I can see his grandparents hiring a maid to help out around the house. Every day from 9am to 7pm.

The way you so sweetly helped out his grandparents made his heart skip beats, and the way his grandmother referred to you as a daughter only solidified his budding crush on you!

The final nail in the coffin, however? It was when you were cleaning his room and, in the middle of you changing his bedsheets, the sight of you bent over his bed nearly made him dizzy with how fast blood rushed to his dick.

It was only natural that he decided to fuck you on his bed while his grandparents were out!

♡ - You loved working for Evelyn and George.

When you first came to the valley searching for a job, the older couple hired you without a second thought! And they paid extremely well for such an otherwise simple job description, all you had to do was clean the house, cook a few meals when Evelyn was unable, and even occasionally help Evelyn water her plants! It was the perfect job, and that wasn't even taking into consideration that the couple's grandson was very handsome.

And he thought the same way about you as well. After a long day of working, sometimes he'd be blessed by Yoba enough to spot your skin shiny with sweat. The sight of droplets falling in between the valley of your breasts when he'd see you sitting down for a moment to catch your breath, tired from an hour straight of cleaning...his cock would get hard so fast that it nearly left him dizzy.

Suddenly, he couldn't function right if he didn't quickly excuse himself to go masturbate in the shower, imagining your mouth sucking on his cockhead as he gently coaxed you into taking him even further into your mouth. Your hands bracing yourself against his muscled thighs as the warmth of your tight mouth would eventually have him finishing inside and down your throat.

Alas, it was only a daydream.

Until it wasn't, one day he walked in on you changing his bedsheets, your dress unknowingly riding up your ass as you bent over to fit the sheets onto his bed. The poor guy nearly passed out from how hard he got! Luckily for him and you, he was able to release all that pent-up tension he had for you on you. Which left him with the only viable option left—

Fuck you like a dog on his bed! And thankfully, Alex's grandparents were out.

"Fuucckk..." Alex moaned into your ear, his body currently curled over yours as his arms wrapped around you to pull you even tighter against his body. Your cunt was addicting, in fact, he almost felt insulted that you were walking around his grandparents' house with such an unbelievably tight pussy! Pliant and eager to take every inch of his dick while making the lewdest noises.

"Maybe you should quit being a maid, huh?" He purred in your ear.

You gasped when he nipped the shell of your ear, your arms beginning to shake more and more as Alex fucked into your cunt even harder. His thick length was rubbing against allll the right spots inside of you. "C-Can't handle—Fuck!"

Alex laughed. "C-Can't handle? What?" He mocked you. "My dick? Maybe you shouldn't have looked so good bent over my bed." You could imagine a smirk decorating his face as you felt his dick twitch inside of you, the embarrassing sounds of your pussy seeming to grow louder as you rapidly approached your orgasm. Yet when his cockhead began to batter against your cervix, that delicious sting of pain made you crumble over as you submitted to your sudden orgasm. "Fuck yeah, juussttt like that~"

Alex's hands grabbed at your skin as he leaned back, situating his hands on your hips to pull you back onto his cock even harder as he enjoyed the sight of your gushing pussy practically having a seizure on his cock. When you whined from overstimulation, however, Alex couldn't help but sigh, he almost felt bad that he had to ignore your cute whines for the moment! It was far too hard for him to part from your cute cunt just yet, especially when he wasn't even close to his orgasm. "Bear with me for a little longer, will you pretty?" He chuckled.

"I'm not even close to being finished with you yet~"

Harvey

Kinda similar to Elliot and Alex's in a way? You were hired to help keep his place cleaning, after all, being a doctor meant that Harvey had an extremely busy schedule and thus couldn't be at home all the time!

When he first met you, he already thought you were super kind-hearted and seemed extremely dedicated to your job. He couldn't help how he developed a little bit of a liking towards you at first meeting!

But, like any man, there was always a fall.

And his fall came pretty fast when he came home a little earlier than usual one day, you were on your knees wiping some spilled cleaning fluid off the wooden floorboards.

The outline of your underwear against your dress was so lewd that Harvey fell like a stack of cards against the wind.

♡ - A pair of writhing bodies were on the floor, moaning and panting as hands ran over each other's respective bodies and beads of sweat dripped down their skins. Harvey had a mind to feel bad with how quickly he suggested you clean something else when he had spotted you on the ground, yet luckily for him, you were willing and all too eager to take up a new cleaning task.

One that quickly turned from you sucking him off to you now fucking him like a bitch in heat on the floor, your face tucked into the side of his neck as your ass slapped against his thighs, his hands grasping at your sides desperately in order to further aid you in fucking yourself on his dick.

"Y-Yoba Y/N...t-too fast...!" His moans were so cute, you thought.

But so unbecoming of your master! He was the one who sported an obvious hard-on when you had turned your head to see him staring at your ass so obviously! The least he could do was handle your speed as you fucked him on the floor. "Bear with it, won't you master~?" You pressed a sloppy kiss on his lips, his mustache tickling your face a little before you pressed a hand on his chest to raise yourself up a little. Your cunt clenched tighter around him at the lewd sight before you, your master being flushed in the face with lipstick marks all over him!

Cute pants and whines choked out of his throat along with confused babbling for you to both fuck him harder as well as slow down! It was quite the ego-booster, having a usually composed doctor be so easy to ruin with your pussy. "Oh please, master—" You leaned back down to whisper in Harvey's ear as you slowed down just as he requested, instead grinding back against his cock which seemed to make the doctor whine and grab your hips even louder. "—try to bear with me a little longer, will you please? You're too cute to let go of!" You giggled, your laughter quickly turning into gasping moans as your master started to fuck back up into you.

A tight knot quickly started to form in his stomach, sending him into a spiral of almost blinding pleasure as your pussy was practically begging to suck the cum out of his cock!

He tried to hold back, a weak and needless attempt to impress you more than he already had, but when you had kissed him, tangling your fingers into his hair. That was all he needed before he stilled against you with a muffled cry.

You sighed at the warmth that flooded inside of you, gently fucking yourself on Harvey a little more in an attempt to milk even more of his cum out of him before he whispered 'Too sensitive' against your lips. Thus, you gave him a little reprieve with a smirk. "You've been holding out on me doctor," You chuckled. "We definitely can't stop here!" Your urge to fuck yourself stupid on him grew even more when his eyes widened like a confused puppy's.

You had a new job assignment, fuck your master until he made you dumb on his dick, of course!

[gocryaboutitt]

Someones a little sick

back at it guys. same character yknow the shit by now

your point of view;

As im walking around my house fixing up things that were broken or covered in dust, i hear my phone start to ring which results in me letting out an aggravated sigh while picking up the phone.

"Hey sweets" i hear tommy sniffle before the phone gets snatched out of his hands, "Jess, you need to let us in, NOW!" demands mick as im finally allowed to speak. "Hello to you guys too, why do i need to let you in exactly? You idiots will mess up my house", "because we're sick and don't know what to do" argues mick as he begins to cough, "ugh, fine" i say while slamming the phone on the reciever and walking to the front door. While i bask in the feeling of a clean house, i open the door to reveal the four man-babies.

"Jess, help me!" screams vince as a runs up to me, while might i add, sniffling "how did you guys even get sick? was it from one of the many groupies, did it finally catch up to ya?" i say while widely grinning, and stepping aside for them to walk in.

"If any of you idiots mess up my place i will make you suffer in silence" i snicker while ushering them to the living room. "Go sit down and tell me what happened".

"Promise you wont laugh," begs nikki "can't make any promises, nikki" i say while walking to the kitchen to make tea "I got sneezed on by a groupie when i was making out with her," him saying this resulted in me letting out a wheeze before regaining my breath. "And the rest of you?", "he went around the studio sneezing into the air!" whines vince as his voice is barely able to keep one pitch. "Mhm, and i reckon it affecting you the most isnt it blondie?"

I chuckle while walking into the living room holding a tray of teas, "Yes! It is! I can't sing without my voice breaking" he groans while taking one of the hot beverages.

"Shut up blondie" whined both tommy and nikki as mick sat there drinking the tea, "atleast you don't have to worry about playing an instrument while youre coughing up a lung" groans tommy. "well this is the last time im taking care of you guys," i say, sighing "i guess you imbeciles are going to want to stay here tonight, right?"

"Can we, please?" asks mick as he finishes the drink, "yeah i guess, since youre my favourite mick, you can take my room" i suggest while softly smiling at him.

"Really? are you sure-", "yes, im sure, mick, go on the beds made and there should be a bin nearby" i stop him mid sentence with a light chuckle. "Thanks, jess" he smiles with a nod and walks up stairs.

I sit down in his seat while the other look at me in disbelief, "How come he gets your room?", "he gets to be so close to you panty draw, and i dont?!" i groan while rolling my eyes "because he's actually tolerable". "I'll be sleeping out here if it makes you guys feel better, god this couch sucks ass" i say with a groan as i get up and lay on the floor. Tommy was the first one to move and took this as his chance to lay his head across my thighs, this was followed by vince laying on the oppsite side of my body but with his head on my stomach, which was later followed by nikki laying across my chest.

"What the fuck do you guys think i am? a pillow?" i sitfle a groan as one of their bodies shift against mine, "a pretty damn comfortable one," grins nikki as he buries his face in my chest.

"so fucken help me, if i get sick from you idiots" i start as im cut off with a sneeze from vince which somehow racks through my body, "awh man im sorry" he sheepishly apologises "im going to kick your guy's ass's" i say while giving up and laying there.

"What ever you say, sweets", "shut up tommy, just go to sleep".

roughly 4:04 am

i woke up to someone snoring, fucked if i know who's, up shoots vince as he runs to where im hoping is the bathroom. I prop my body up against the couch as he comes back into the room looking a bit too pale, "hey blondie, are you alright?" i ask as he sits down beside me "yeah, 'm just tired" yawns vince as he nuzzles into the side of my body, "go back to sleep, vinny, i'll still be your guy's pillow" i whisper while raking my fingers though his hair "Mm, thanks doll" he groans, practicly asleep.

I flick on the tv as i decided i wasnt going to be able to sleep any time soon, as i flip through the channels i decided on The Karate Kid movie.

It was around 8:13 am, and i had resulted in watching any movie that came on, i was silently watching The Breakfast club as i felt nikki and tommy begin to stir. "Morning, guys, sleep well?" i softly ask as they sit up and adjust to the light, "yeah, thanks for being my pillow," snickers nikki as he stands up and walks into the kitchen, "how about you, t-bone?" "mm, it was good thanks sweets" he yawns while shuffling up to me, "how are you feeling?" "like shit" he groans while leaning onto me "its alright,t-bone you'll get better eventually" i smile while raking my fingers through his hair.

"Mm, i hope so." grins nikki as he walks through the door "dude! you took my spot" he whines "be quiet nikki its too early, and blondie here is still asleep, here" i slightly open my legs "even better" he smirks before sinking down in between them "shut up dude, you hogged her boobs all night anyway".

"what the fuck did i just hear?" groans mick as he walked into the living room, "how are you even comfy with them on you, it looks like a doggy pile", "it is mick, i havent moved all night" i sigh while look up at him "you poor thing" chuckles mick as he sits behind me on the couch.

that was fun lmao. i hope you enjoyed it

:)

love you guys

[sergeantnex]

König x Reader: The Uniform (Smut)

Being a new member of 141, I had very little knowledge of who all were our allies, merely being told I'll meet them when the time is right. So, being placed on the lookout in a new territory and being told someone from our allied faction team called KorTac would come check on me did little to soothe my nerves. A smooth German accent came through my earpiece, informing me the male was headed in my direction. I could hear the male's footsteps as he approached my position from behind. Glancing back, my eyes widened as I took in the sight of a 6' 10" male approached. Red night vision goggles resting over his eyes, his tan uniform accented by the black and red colored gear he wore.

Normally, being surrounded by men in uniforms was one thing, but this guy and his uniform? This was completely different. The sheer size of him and his lean figure graced with such a dominating aura that followed him sent tingles of excitement and arousal down my spine. I studied him as he approached my prone form, his cocks outline visible through his pants. The sight made my mouth water with eagerness to have such a monster of a cock however he would be willing give it. The male moved to lay prone with me and lifted his night vision goggles. With how close he was, I could make out his sapphire blue hues surrounded by black grease paint.

"I'm König, I will be your teammate for this mission." He greeted, his voice sounding calm while his blue hues swirled with anxiety. I offered a gentle and welcoming smile as I greeted him back, giving him my callsign. His name rang a bell, I remember hearing the team talk about him sure. I thought Soap was joking, and he called the man a mountain, but damn! Something about this man excited me, made me feel submissive and eager to please. Was it how much smaller I was? Maybe it was his aura? It could be a million and one thing, that's for sure, but the mission came first.

I kept a quiet casual conversation going with him, talking about where he was from, even talking about him teaching me some German. He seemed to relax the more we quietly spoke, which made me feel warm and jittery. Although this giant male had one thing I didn't. Those sick night vision goggles. I open my mouth to speak only for him to wrap his hand over my mouth and adjust himself over my back. The front of his vest resting against my back and his hips resting flush against my own. His flaccid cock pressing against my ass only drove me to want to press back into him. I could hear the footsteps and quiet talking in a different language, I couldn't understand, as he laid over me.

My uniform wasn't exactly the best to be trying to blend in with the darkness of the night. His did a better job at blending in with the surroundings than my own, and with his goggles, he could see the enemies to see if we were in any trouble. The more he softly rested on me, the more I felt the desire and impulse to seek sexual contact. I took a risk and gently licked his gloved palm, quickly drawing his attention. I could see his blue eyes widen with shock as I peered up at him innocently. His attention quickly went back to the soldiers patrolling the path near our position. We weren't supposed to engage unless they spotted us or got too close. So feeling pretty in the clear, I softly lifted my ass agaisnt his clothed flaccid cock.

He softly grunts as I keep softly grinding my hips back against his. König presses his gloved middle finger into my mouth, letting me wet the fabric as I softly started sucking. I could feel his cock twitch and begin to harden as I lightly moan around his finger. König gently grinds his hips against my own letting his cock rut against my ass smoothly. Once we were in the clear, König groaned out and pressed against me harder. I learned very quickly that most men in the military were eager for sexual contact. Especially men in higher ranks, they were always stressed and needed something to take that stress away. I had slept with my Lieutenant many times due to how stressed he was after missions of after long days of training recruits. I wasn't sure what König's rank was, but at this point, I honestly didn't care.

"Scheiße... you little minx." König growled as he pulled his hand away to tug at my uniform pants. I quickly and quietly undid my pants, tugging them and my underwear down just enough to expose myself to him. I could hear him doing the same before the heavy weight of his thick cock tapped against my ass. He used his hand to press his whole length against my ass as he ruts his hips softly. I slightly pant as I do my best to stay quiet, letting him lift my hips up slightly. The sound of him spitting reached my ears as his spit dripped down my ass. I gasp as he begins pressing his tip into me, and I feel my walls stretching to accommodate him.

"Tell me, luder, do you let anyone do this?" He mocked sinking his cock into me until he was fully seated in me. His cock feeling better than anything I had used in the past week to seek the pleasure of being fucked. König was thick and long, his pretty cock carrying a weight that would satisfy anyone. His heavy balls rested on the back of my thighs from how I was positioned below him.

"No sir, you're special~" I purred, arching my lower back to allow him better access to fuck me. He growled something in German as he began pulling out only to press forward again. The pace was slower than either of us wanted, but we couldn't risk being caught. Of course, we weren't supposed to be having sex either, but neither of us could pass this up. König's voice was low, his breath mixing with soft moans. Hearing such an intimidating guy make such noises in my ear only drove me closer to my orgasm. It was like when Ghost and I had sex, hearing the gruff noises and low moans from my lieutenant were such a weak spot for me. My walls flutter around him as his cock began twitching with his own approaching orgasm. I whine out his name as I began cumming, his hips changing to grind into me as he begins cumming as well.

"Open your mouth, luder. Clean my cock for me ja?" König commanded lightly as he pulls out and moves to press his cock in my mouth. I moan softly around his girth as I take him as deep as I can manage. Licking and sucking away any mess we made until he hissed and pulled away. König and I quickly fixed our clothes before he moved back to my side. His hand softly lingered on my lower back as he checked our surroundings. Once, he was satisfied with it being clear and laid back next to me.

"What made you decide to act such a way? You just met me, luder." König asked, seeming more curious now than nervous as he sees we are safe.

"At first, it was your uniform, the way it frames you in all the right places. It gives you a certain... aura. But now, you can fuck me anytime we work together again." I tease softly but showing that I mean my words. König chuckles softly as he resumes overwatch with me. My excited jittery energy came to a harsh halt when I heard Ghost come over my earpiece.

"Are you done fucking the Colonel?" His gravelly British voice mocked into my ear. I tensed and felt a heavy stone of mixed emotions hit my guts. Embarrassment because I forgot Ghost was on my channel in case I ran into any trouble and shock because this gentle giant of a man was the Colonel of our allied faction. I looked in the direction of where I knew Ghost's position was.

"Ghost... you-.." I started only to be cut off by my lieutenant.

"Yes, Private, I saw and heard every bit of that. Perhaps you'd like a lesson in what I meant when I said I don't share toys." He remarked before going quiet. My body filled with excitment at the thoughts of what he would do to me when the mission was over. Maybe I could convince him to share me with König...

[strwbwoo]

fuck my what?

cw : mingyu x reader x readers female bsf… , smut , glg youre both sick bc you both like it , profanity , jealousy , praising , pet names (baby, babygirl)slut shaming (your friend)… , degrading the friend.. , .6k words (my fics are always short..) like one slap on yer ass

an : the friends name isnt mentioned but uhm yea… i dunno how i got here. theres a part where the bsf seems homophobic but she jus doesnt like the reader and want her boyfriend

theres no way the love of your live kim mingyu just said he wanted to have a threesome with your bestfriend

and what a sick bitch for saying yes. coming over with a lousy lingerie set under a trench coat. giving him the eye. ofcourse youre pissed, and both can tell, “baby..” caressing your waist closing the gap while leaning into your ear, “i like your lingerie better.. your boobs.. mouth..” grabbing your hand to kiss it, holding contact, “your m’ number one baby”

all walking to the bedroom but mingyu hold your hand while she walks behind you two. mingyu lazily lays on the bed, waiting for you both to make a move and that snake takes it, getting on the bed on all fours pressing her lips on your boyfriend, fucking slut. her left crawls down to panties pressing against her clit. it makes your face red n hot but you cant tell if youre mad or horny

catching up with them, pulling down his boxers, spitting on his cock and spreading it a little before teasing him by sucking your pretty lips on only the tip. you can hear moans out of that sickening long make out. shes so sloppy. ofcourse shes glaring back probably jealous that you get to play with his dick, “mm.. can i ride you..?” only ending the kiss to seduce him, bitch. and ofcourse his eyes light up, “cmere baby” calling you over like your some puppy

right after she pulls her panties off, shes on his dick exaggerating her moans. so loud and annoying, “want you to sit onm’ face babygirl” listening to your boyfriend never doubting him in anyway despite playing into a sick fantasy. you face your ‘friend’ to keep her in check. pulling your pretty see through panties that he picked out to the side. thick tension in the air and only builds up when you get an idea… leaning forward to lick her clit.

stablizing yerself by putting your hands on her hips, while your boyfriend tongue feels oh so good, bucking into his mouth. playing her game by moaning louder, her face in disgust to have your plump wet lips on her, pleasuring her. thats right whore. she thinks she can get away with her shit?

you jerk when mingyu adds two fingers in yer cunnie, lips still by her cunt but doing nothing but spilling moans, “fuck g- gyu” you both scream. tsk “min- mingyu too much” only you say that this time, “g’na cum..” but no response, still stuffing his face with cunt, big hands keeping you still despite your squirming.

vision going white, “fuck gyu! cumming” when he slaps your cute ass, “cmon baby” he muffled into yer cunt. both too lost into it to notice she came as well “f-fuck, get off me” huh? was he talking to you. ah, the whore. lightly manhandling you to his side and the bitch of his dick and on the the end of the bed before hot cum spilling on his banging abs. using his sweat as an accessory, everything glistening

looking back at her, “m’sorry girl but you gotta go. had fun tho” youre not sorry, and she can tell by your sly smirk while drawing circles on your boyfriends chest and his hand on your waist.

she grabs her discarded garments and stumbling out of your guys’ apartment. door automatically locked with your security system. mingyu kisses your sweet spot on your neck, ready for round two with his favorite girl

“you look cute when yer jealous baby..” you get all shy.. trying to think of something to make him regret letting another girl play with his cock, “gyu.. just thought she had an std” hes stunned, “baby- i just let her fuck me n now you wanna tell me?” you smile ” yea, dont let a whore on your cock babe” you say with faux innocence.

[dailydegurechaff]

Honestly, Zettour, Rudersdorf, Ugar, and Lergan all trying to co-parent Tanya is good culture.

Zettour is the indulgent one that's far too much like her for the other comfort.

Rudersdorf is the dotting one enabling Tanya and Zettour.

Ugar is the one that spoils her rotten with gifts and tries to invite her to his family's dinners.

And Lergan is the token responsible one whose attempts at discipline are sabotaged at every turn.

In my eyes, every character in the Imperial Army is just one massive found family dynamic. No you cannot change my mind.

I thought just a bit too hard about all of their differences in trying to take care of Tanya, and suddenly instead of drawing, something else came out. Oops. This isn't edited very strongly, very sorry.

Through the walls, I can hear the sound of voices arguing. It’s getting late, and I really would prefer to be sleeping right now, but here I am listening to the unpleasant sound of annoying old men. This sucks.

“I’m just saying, with the way you act sometimes, I find it hard to believe you have her best interests in mind!”

“Oh would you relax, Lergen? You really need to take that stick out of your ass, I’m only letting her have a little fun.”

It seems that tonight’s two combatants are Colonel Lergen and General Zettour. I sincerely hope it stays between just them, but I get the feeling my hopes are going to be for naught.

“A little fun? You’ve been letting her have unimpeded access to your wine cellar! It’s completely irresponsible—”

“Tanya knows how to moderate herself.”

“Does she now? She’s still just a kid, you know!”

“Well, even if she doesn’t, she’ll only make the mistake once after giving herself a horrible hangover.”

“Have you considered you may end up making her an alcoholic?”

Ugh. I’m not sure why they’re arguing in just the next room over like this. It’s not their intention I don’t understand, I’m pretty sure I get that part. I think they might expect Tanya to feel bad if she overhears them fighting over her, so they’re trying to shelter her from it. It’s a nice thought, even if doesn’t technically matter because I don’t actually care. No, the confusion I have is stemming from their choice of location. Do they know how thin these walls are? I don’t think they do because I can hear just about every word perfectly fine.

“Oh, don’t think you’re completely off the hook, Rudersdorf! While we’re on the subject of things we shouldn’t be allowing Tanya to do, you need to stop bringing her to live fire exercises and weapons tests.” Oh, it sounds like Lergen’s moved onto the next target to harangue.

Rudersdorf is quick to clap back and argue his defense, “What? Why? Do you really someone like her could possibly get hurt watching a few little tests?”

“Yes, actually! Because the second Tanya walks onto the grounds, everyone is clamoring for the famed ‘White Silver’ to participate!”

“That only happened once!”

“Once that you told me! I have it on good authority you keep doing it!”

“Tanya herself said she loves flying!”

“Yes, well, she doesn’t like nearly getting blown up by experimental weaponry!”

“Who told you about that?”

I’m wondering about that myself. Lergen honestly has the tendency to be a bit of a mother hen, so I’d avoided telling him about it. Really, it was also for his benefit as well as mine, the poor guy gets terribly sick when he’s anxious. I thought I was being merciful when I decided to tell only Zettour that I’d recently flown for Elenium Arms again.

Ah, wait a second. Zettour. He’s been suspiciously silent now, hasn’t he? He hasn’t said anything in a while, so he’s probably just listening to Lergen and Rudersdorf argue. Considering he was just getting reamed out for the whole ‘letting Tanya have wine’ thing, he’s probably enjoying the fact that Lergen’s anger isn’t directed at him anymore. I wonder if it was him…

“Oh, Zettour, you bastard!”

Ah, it seems that Rudersdorf caught on to the same realization I did. Now the two generals are going to argue. What a joy. Lergen at least has the decency to keep his volume at normal conversational levels, even if his tone gets rather accusatory. The generals do not have that decency, so this is going to devolve into a shouting match. I really do not want to, but I’m going to have to go out there and tell them to shut up, aren’t I?

Uger, the only person speaking at a low volume and therefore the only person who I can’t hear well, says something unintelligible. Following that, I just barely hear Lergen’s sigh and the resigned words, “Alright, go ahead…”

In the next few seconds, I hear footsteps and then my door opens. Colonel Uger appears in the doorway.

“Tanya… are you still awake?”

“Yes, sir. Did you need something?”

There’s a loud noise, like someone just slammed a table with their fist, and Uger hurries to step inside the room and shut the door behind him. It does very little to mute the din of the argument.

There is a beat of silence as we both listen. Uger looks like he’s cringing.

“It’s uh… Have you been able to hear this whole time…?”

“Yes, I have.”

“L-Listen, Tanya… you should know that this isn’t your fault. They love you, and want the best for you. It’s only because they care so much that they disagree—”

Knowing where this conversation is headed, I cut off the incoming lecture he’s about to give me, “It’s fine. I know they’re only arguing out of love for me.” A bold-faced lie came out of Tanya’s mouth just now. It’s not something I believe at all, but I also know saying that will end this conversation as quickly as possible.

“Right… so long as you understand—”

“Oh, shut the hell up! What would you know about parenting?!” Uger’s kind words are unfortunately interrupted by one of the Generals yelling.

There is another awkward pause.

After a second, it seems like Uger has come up with a resolution, “Uh… You know, Tanya, my daughter has been wanting to see you again. Did you want to have a sleepover with her tonight?”

Yeah, I’ll take hanging out with a toddler over listening to this go on for who knows how long. You know it speaks to the maturity level of those old men that a little girl is more well-behaved than them.

Mind made up, I give him my assent, “Yes, sir, I think that’d be pleasant.”

“Alright, I’ll give you a second to get your things together while I go talk to them about the new plans.” With that Uger leaves the room, a stormy expression on his face.

Ahh, now they’ve done it. You know it’s bad when even kindhearted Colonel Uger gets irritated. It’s because he’s so compassionate that it’s always the worst getting reprimanded by him. If you can manage to piss him off, it generally means you deserve what’s coming.

I hope he doesn’t take too long guilt-tripping them, I really would like to go to bed soon.

[beetlejuce]

now I’m really fucking pissed. not only does this bitch think it’d be funny to draw porn of my friend and the guy I like, L, in a doggy style position, entire gaping bussy out with hentai dialogue text about how badly he wants me to fuck him. mentioning me by name. and send it to me thinking I’d enjoy it because I’ve made some coy little jokes about him having a twinkle in his eyes. then you, gall and all, just HAD to ask “wait fr????” when I rightfully called your ass out on it immediately, as if it isn’t common fucking sense to not draw one of my friends in sex positions?

but she’s eyeing him even more now. and had the audacity, the fucking NERVE to go “I don’t know what you even want me to say 🥺🥺🥺” when I confronted her about the porn, and said I’ve been feeling uncomfortable around L all week because of what SHE did. then she deflected the blame. I want you to pour sulfuric acid over your hands, cunt.

like I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this all week. every time I’ve approached L in class I’ve been carrying this subconscious guilt of having witnessed the drawing of him that she sent me. I DIDN’T EVEN CONSENT TO SEEING THAT. how immature can you be. playing it off as a joke bitch I’d love to see you try and get between him and I you look like a tarred and feathered cabbage patch kid AND you believe it to be true.. every passing day I feel more and more like a goddamn supermodel. I’m so saddened because I really do care about him. I feel like it’s caused a rift in our (me and L’s) friendship even though nothing has actually happened between us, because I had to see him depicted in such an explicit manner by my friend. who I realize might wanna go between us. why does this keep happening what the fuck, should I just never mention who I’m interested in to anyone else again?

I’ve been feeling awkward around him for no reason. which SHOULDN’T be a thing, because while I do have feelings for him, we’re friends, and enjoy each other’s company. but I feel so dirty, like I’m hiding some horrible secret from him. fucking SUCKS for me because I’m someone who wears my emotions on my sleeve, for better or worse.

will admit that feels hypocritical to feel this way about my irl friends and talk openly about liking rpf fic on my blog. maybe there’s a deeper conversation to be had, but all in all, I personally feel uncomfortable and sick and frankly? disturbed over having seen my friend treated like a little doll by someone who I thought was my friend. but then again I know she doesn’t even see the guy she’s into (or one of them, get the fuck out my way) as a human being. you’re not in love with him, you tremble at the thought of even saying hi to him, you fucking wimp. maybe stop obsessively gooning until your eyes pop out to the thought of pegging him and ask him about his day.

but I know she’s a fucking PUSSY and won’t ever dare to approach L even though she fucking JINXED me this week. we ended on a slightly awkward note and I fully blame her for it. she’s a small and pathetic coward who couldn’t ask for extra bbq sauce at mcdonalds even if her life was on the line.

now I realize I type JUST like greg heffley wow

[xenon-demon]

med student steve and nurse eddie who is sick of his shit please <3 from wip wednesday i know it's not wednesday anymore but plz

yessssss i love this AU so much because it's just me projecting onto steve and daydreaming about Eddie Munson, Certified Hot Nurse™

also don't worry i have very little free time and am also australian so for me, WIP wednesday is a state of mind, not an actual time frame lmao

Snippet for you under the cut!

Shaking off the black cloud currently hanging over him, Steve finally lays eyes on the person trying to get his attention. A nurse is leaning over the desk of the nurse’s station a few meters away to look straight at Steve, and– wow, okay. Steve knows damn well what his type is, the kind of person and style he goes weak in the knees for, but this guy is aggressively punching every single one of Steve’s buttons. He’s got dark, curly hair that’s done up in a bun, some small strands of hair hanging out to frame the guy’s face. It gives Steve an eyeful of the guy’s killer jawline and the jewellery glinting in his ears – studs, of course, they are on the job, but at a glance Steve can see at least a couple in each ear. The guy’s arms are spread out on the desk in front of him, and Steve can feel his brain freeze at the sight of dark ink poking out from under the guy’s scrubs. He forces himself to look up and away from those (tempting, deliciously tempting) arms and into the nurse’s face – and okay, that’s not much better. The way this guy is looking at him, big brown eyes locked onto Steve’s face, he feels like he’s getting sucked in.

“Sorry?” Steve says, taking a moment to blink and regain his composure. He hopes to God he doesn’t look as flustered and distressed as he feels. “Are you talking to me?”

“Yup,” the nurse says, popping the p. He gestures at the sample bag Steve’s holding, with a few different vials and one syringe of blood inside, as he continues. The smile he gives Steve is almost apologetic as he says, “Pathology isn’t going to take those bloods from you, sweetheart. Not like that, at least.”

“Excuse me?” Steve instinctively bristles at the pet name, the way it just drips off this guy’s tongue. Just like that, the black cloud is back. He crosses the distance over to the nurse’s desk. “What’s wrong with them? They’ve all been labelled properly, and signed.”

“Well…” The nurse says, drawing out the word. Steve feels himself start to frown, just the tiniest bit. “You left the needle on your blood gas.” With a couple of fingers, the nurse points to the offending syringe in Steve’s sample bag. Sure enough, the needle is still attached to the syringe full of blood, the sharp end embedded in a small piece of foam.

Steve frowns even deeper. “My intern told me it’s fine like this.”

“Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me.” The guy grins and rolls his eyes before giving Steve a ‘what can you do’ kind of expression. “It’s a common mistake to make, actually, since they don’t really explain this stuff officially, but-”

“Listen,” Steve interrupts, gritting out the word between his teeth. He’s sure this nurse, whoever he is, has more important things to do than patronize him. Steve sure as fuck isn’t going to stand here and be made fun of while this guy takes his sweet-ass time to get to his point. “I’m pretty sure my intern knows what they’re talking about, seeing as they’re, you know, a doctor. If you really want to be helpful”–Steve’s eyes flick down to read the nurse’s name badge–“Eddie, then you can point me in the direction of the specimen drop-off.”

Eddie actually rears back at that, straightening up and pulling his arms back so he’s holding on to the very edge of the desk instead of casually leaning over the top of it. If Steve were having a better day, he might feel bad about it. As it is, all Steve feels is a sick sense of satisfaction at the way Eddie’s face has shuttered off, his eyes no longer shining the way they were a moment ago.

“It’s that way,” Eddie says bluntly, pointing back in the direction Steve came. His voice has lost all the character, the theatricality that he spoke with a minute ago. “Turn left once you step out of this ward and follow that hallway straight down.”

“Thanks,” Steve says, trying very hard not to feel like an asshole. He almost succeeds.

Eddie just grunts in acknowledgement. He gives Steve a quick once-over and says, “Good talk,” in a tone that clearly states it was anything but.

As he strides off towards the specimen drop-off, Steve can’t help but agree.

[adaricruz]

Well...since you said you like asks, I'd love to hear any Hunter/Kevin headcanons you wanna share??

(Also I love love LOVE your art of them so much fr, I love how you draw Hunter sm & despite personally not being into DEH, I still think your Conner drawings are fucking awesome too)

^-^ 🤘

HELLOOO i love seeing you in my notis sm !! im so glad you like my metal lords fanart fr i swear there’s only like 3 ppl in the fandom & 2 of those 3 are US 😭😭 & omg i have so many hc’s for em 🏃🏽‍♂️🏃🏽‍♂️

- ok SO . i genuinely think the one that would develop feelings would def be hunter . & prob has had a big ass crush on kevin for YEARS . & he’s a dumbass so he’ll continue to crush on him for as long as they know each other . once kevin meets emily & get together , hunter has to see kev be happy with someone else & suffer in silence but ofc wont do NOTHING about it . so Yeah , it prob would be unrequited :((( i’ve read some fics where kevin is doing the crushing over on hunter thing , which i also think is super cute & makes sense , but mans is way too busy being a dumbass too , hunter IS definitely the one in love with his best friend .

- hunter definitely uses he / they pronouns . & prob wears skirts bc they are comfy ( i have to draw that sometime 🏃🏽‍♂️🏃🏽‍♂️ ) im a metalhead so i kinda go ‘ would hunter wear this ‘ while im wearing a band shirt & a black maxi skirt with demonias & if i go ‘ yea ‘ i kinda imagine him wearing it JDJDJ specially bc ik adrian greensmith wears skirts too .

- I DO SEE kevin & emily being together for a good while ( & again , meanwhile hunter is suffering in silence watching his crush be with someone else , hunter loves emily ofc because she’s a badass & is also his friend , & if kevin is happy with her , hunter is ) & hunter prob dates some guys along the way ( ppl he meets at gigs or concerts etc )

- after rehab ( bc hunter Goes back for his anger management issues ok im forcing him back there ) , hunter is less aggressive & violent & doesnt hold a grudge on emily ( the old hunter would tho , & would be so damn jealous she gets to kiss kevin & he doesnt bruh ) & she prob does his makeup or paints his nails 🫶🫶

- kevin does enjoy playing d&d ok he has a face that says ‘ i make sick ass campaigns ‘ i just KNOW IT

- hunter bought them tickets for their first concert in middle school ( probably motörhead or slipknot ) & kevin had to sneak out to be able to go 😭😭 i do think all of hunter’s shirts come from concerts !!! & once kevin gets more into metal he even gives him some to wear ( ik his nasty ass has a whole closet filled with band shirts & they REEK )

- hunter tries to teach kevin to play guitar 🫶 it doesn’t go well kevin fucking sucks

THESE ARE SO SILLY i just love that movie & these charas sm because they are so Normal & fun compared to my other fandoms ( where it’s just Blood & killing & Suffering ) so with kevin & hunter is lighthearted stuff 🖤 tysm for the ask !! & im also so so glad you enjoy my connor stuff <3 ik it’s a lot between the metal lords stuff so tysm for still being here ! 🤘

[initiumseries]

It makes sense, I'm not a big fan of this format either

I tried looking for your comments about Invincible and didn't find much, but I wanted to know, what you thought of Invincible? Which characters did you like the most? What did you think of the couples? About the story and how it was developed? The animation itself, this kind of thing

Yeah, like honestly, if I wanted this format I would've stuck to cable lol.

Thanks for looking, but yeah, I didn't really get many Invincible asks, and I only really posted about how the fandom (typically) irrationally hated Amber

So, my thoughts on Invincible as a show, was I liked the idea, I think that they handled the concept of an "invincible" not so hero super being far better than The Boys. Like even though Omni Man mollywhops the FUCK out of his son, I believe it when he finally is like...fuck. I can't do this, this is my son. And leaves. And because we'd only seen him operating in secret, and his choices made sense, he wasn't just some insane white supremacists man baby with powers, I was like man this is evil, but I'd like to see where you're going with this, and the reveal didn't disappoint. The Boys just...doesn't seem to have a coherent point, and the points they do make have me like

I think there were some weird threads that, while I could see how they were weaving the story, I didn't really understand the point of, like the robot, and trying to get a physical body etc. I didn't care for Eve's storyline at all, and cared even less for her single episode or whatever. I personally find when people who don't experience violent isms are naturally, quite bad at writing them, especially for animation. I think I felt like, after a second watch, there was some meandering, and I wanted a really tight, really focused and executed season, more Arcane, less Avengers the animated series, as far as story execution. Everything in Arcane had a clear purpose, and with Invincible, quite a bit felt gratuitous and like it deserved cutting. When I learned about how awful the production was, it made more sense though lol.

I liked the animation, but, and I've said this before and people get their panties all knotted up over it, American animation excels at the action sequences. Big fights, big explosions, they got the fx and animation in the bag. Smaller acting moments filled with emotion, not so much. And that sucks, because anime really fulfills that for me. I know I can watch an anime that has sick action animation and incredible character animation, and I wish North American animation placed more emphasis on the latter, but when everything is rigged to hell, and there's very little hand drawn animation in tv anymore because of the deadlines, I see how that gets lost. But to emphasize my point:

I really need more Black character designers on these productions and as ADs, because I HATED Amber's character design. Like, I don't know who this is, but it's not a Black person.

While there's a conversation to be had about the same tired ass hairstyles for Black men and boys in animation, I still can look at this and be like, yes, this is a Black person.

Inb4 someone cries about it being 3D, there's no reason to not get the same fidelity out of 2D animation, not when Static Shock and Justice League have laid groundwork for those clear shorthands.

but it makes sense they'd suck at drawing BW because they want the girls to be simultaneously eurocentrically attractive, while also being shit at designing Black people.

I didn't care for any of the couples. I wasn't particularly interested in a single thing Eve did, or the robot not robot guy falling for the lady who keeps getting younger, and I cared even less for Amber and Mark, but again, I think it's because there was a development to the relationships that I was looking for, and the show is so focused on all this action and Omni-man, there wasn't much room for the right development to those relationships, and by extension, the characters, for me to care about how they went. I think the only relationship I marginally cared about was Omni man and Mark's mom and that's because they did just enough, playing them like this lusty couple, and then he calls her a pet. I was like...oh damn, lol. We're going there. Embarrassing. I think if we cut out a lot of the chaff with the excessive action scenes and really built the story with as many emotional stakes are there were physical ones, it could've really been a powerhouse of a show, but instead I think it ends up being niche because it's like a well animated show without too much substance. I hope for more season 2, but I know how animation productions work, and that's an empty wish lol, but I'm still gonna watch it because I like watching animated stuff.

[inkats]

🌼 - How old are they? (Or approximate age range)

🥊 -What do they love to do? What do they hate to do?

🎹 - Do they have any hobbies?

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

🎓 - How long have you had the OC?

For both of em! (Also if u can pls tell me their names DX)

I like forgot how to draw them today so. ill put old doodles where relevant. thank you for not asking name origins they're embarrassing. Theyre named Rinnie and Minho and they're only still called that because. Minnie. rest under cut.

🌼 they are my little chew toys, so I draw them at literally every age ever. Usually though they're around 17-25? ish. few months age gap usually to like. 5 years sometimes. 👍

🥊 Minho hates. he hates. hes a little hater all he likes doing is sleeping and looking out the window and watching creatures when hes outside. He loves the whimsy but doesn't believe in it. Rinnie plays/ed hockey for a while thats sort of his thing, he has fun. He really doesn't hate anything, or more can't hate anything? He's very if I'm positive about it things'll work out! It has to happen anyway! That being said cooking is stressful scary dont like it.

🎹 Minho makes music! I know very little about music so. I dont draw this a lot but it's a big thing for him :) And then Rinnie knits, but he's a very stressed out everything is hard any time not spent on the grind is time wasted kind of guy, which means. he doesn't hobby loads.

✂️ When I say they're my chew toys... in the zombie au which im like. really into rn. when it happens minho loses a lot of people fast which sucks ass for him. and then rinnie. when his love gets sick <3 oTL If you had a specific ver in mind. sorry.

🧠 This is a hard one I just love them oTL My favourite thing about Minho... hes. cute <3 hes pretty. and mean. love that in a man. Rinnie is just a very comforting figure hes like. everything. hes cozy and nice and warm <3

🎓 oh wait i think i still have my first drawings of them.

uhm T.T this is. rinnie. i guess. from 2018 this was his birth. and then. agh the second one is only from 2020 ! ? Ive been on that grind huh. this is definitely not my first drawing of minho bc he was made in peak kpop era (2018-2019) but was all I could find 👍theyre. 5ish year old now god. but theyre barely the same people too.

[leviticus101st]

My Live Tweet thread of Gen:Lock

(I copy and pasted a Twitter Thread of my reaction to Gen:Lock. I'm more active on Twitter, so if ya want to see more from me, my @ is LeviJones101st)

I don't usually do this, but I decided to live tweet my watch through of Gen:Lock.

Let's see if this shit show was worth all the workplace abuse and fucking over of the Nomad of Nowhere.

Spoilers: I believe the answer is gonna be no.

Okay. Starting out and this is more of a small thing, but I've gotten really sick of Sci fi settings that always like showing off how super advanced they are by showing technology that does not look like it'd be used.

Like Dave and his girlfriend decided to take leave to visit his mom with……some kind of physical hologram?

Why? Why do this instead of just physically going there?

My nitpicking aside. This opener is actually really solid, establishing this mysterious threat that I totally didn't spoil myself on and making the main hero look likable.

"How did it get so close?!" Lady. If nome of you noticed that thing, ya'll would have fallen apart even if this Union thing wasn't around.

Okay, this opening episode was actually pretty good.

And….wooow that Theme Song does not match this kind of show. It's apparently a licensed song, which is just baffling to me.

They forced people from their other projects to rush their work on this show, they had a moral line not to force a rush job from Jeff and Casey Williams?

I mean, I'm happy for them not being forced to crunch out or anything, I just find it funny that's where they draw the line.

I like that Chase is actually taking all of this very well.

It's actually quite nice.

OH MY GOD! THEY SAID THE THANG! can I go home now?

Doc….I think they're meeting their future regardless……I mean the future is the time that isn't now…….so technically they'll never meet it.

Also, I do believe that people should grieve however they can……but Miranda is kind of an asshole. At least the lady in MoU said 'good to say ya again'

I actually really love Weller. He is just so casual about everything and I love it.

I'm actually getting into this show. It is a bit slow though, ESPECIALLY for an 8 episode season.

"Making soldiers out of children!" Lady. These are grown ass adults. We're these guys meant to be like teenagers originally?

WELLER! JUST TELL THEM THE SPY WASN'T COMPATIBLE!

Weller's speech about "making a difference" is actually quite nice.

I'm already halfway through S1 and while it's been slow going, I'm actually really enjoying myself so far.

Hey. They're saying the RWBY thing.

This Nemesis thing is actually pretty cool.

And the action is actually pretty solid.

Being in a digital space where you control the mech and can affect the mind and personality of the mech pilot is actually a very interesting concept.

I'm sure somewhere this idea was done before, but this is an interesting concept.

The Chase clone twist is actually very compelling.

"Your Deus Ex Machina!"

That's actually a very clever double meaning with the phrase, kudos.

It took us til the end of the season, but we finally got the genlocks in their promoted designs.

The designs do clash with the shows visual aesthetic, but they are actually cool.

Okay. Overall, this first season was actually pretty good.

I'll be watching the second season tommorow, since it's like 10:00 where I live and i have a cavity filling tommorow.

So if what I heard about Season 2 is true, ill be in for a double whammy of pain.

Got a cavity filling and I can't feel the left side of my mouth.

Sounds like the perfect condition to watch Gen:Lock S2. I might be out of it, so maybe there won't be much live tweeting.

Hopefully, people were just overexaggerating how bad it is and it's just okay at worst.

Though I doubt it given what I've heard.

Okay this theme song matches the show better……but honestly this one just sucks.

And immediately it's clear that it's a different person writing for the show.

"Kazu is just whining" no, he’s not. You're just being childish Chase.

Aside from some awkwardness with the new creative team, this first episode was actually pretty solid.

Are they…….are they trying to make the Union look like they were in the right?????¿

Also, a good showcase of why you can't just stretch something into a 16:9 screen format

The Union:

Did the priest dude just use a deadass evil switch.

Wow, they really are tying to present this as a grey on grey conflict, aren't they?

Oh my lord they are.

OH WOELW! THAT SEX SCENE JUST CAME OUT OF NOWHERE!

It was a literal sex scene jumpscare.

Hmmmmmmm. I wonder if the Union, the guys who committed mass Terrorist actions, make machines that are over the topply evil, and took over the world, are the good guys.

Yasamin is the only character making sense in this damn show.

"They were so peaceful!" NO THEY WEREN'T! WE SAW GROUPS OF PEOPLE COMMITING SUICIDE! THERE IS NO RELIGION ON THE PLANET THAT ENDORSES IT!

HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN FROM A RELIGION FUSION DANCE ANYWAY?!

Cammie girl, lass, my sister in christ….YOU LITERALLY CHANGED YOUR PERSONALITY! WHY CAN'T KAZU DO THE SAME!

Whose idea was it to throw in all the sex stuff?????? It's not gritty or gross or whatever, IT'S JUST BIZARRE!

Also, why did nobody mention this climate crisis in Season 1?

Also, are they trying to make the Union look like a cult, because that's what it looks like to me.

This shallow samurai shit made to crap on old school anime is actually crapping on bad modern anime.

No seriously, this roboshogun stuff makes me cringe so hard.

It's trying to mock old mecha anime like Gundam and the like, but instead it's giving me the vibe of a bad high-school anime that came out in the early 2010's.

Also, this might just be a me thing, but this attempt to jump around the timeline is really annoying. Just transition to one story and say their happening at the same time, yesh.

Toxic masculinity stuff. I am totally tapped out on this.

Another JumpSex. That's my new nickname for it.

AND WHY IS THIS BEING SHOW WITH INTERCUTS TO CHASE'S ACTUALLY INTERESTING STUFF.

"See how the Polity wars!" I do see……it is significantly better than how you guys do it

Wow…..Cammie is kind of a brat.

Wow. This making the polity bad shit is annoying.

And of course……Kazu's dead.

Who the fuck kills off a character after their arc just finished?!

Like……..narratively what does this accomplish????? And no 'showing the hardship of war' is not a good reason.

All this 'grey on grey morality ' shit has done is make me hate all the characters.

Except for Kazu and Yasamin…….and they killed the former. And the latter I only like because she is the only one calling out everyone's bullshit.

And now I have to listen to Marin try and justify fascism.

MAYBE TURN OFF THE SCREAMING HEADS WHEN PRESENTING YOUR SELL'S PITCH!

'Like my old one, but different' I want to throw a dictionary at your head.

This Chase corruption plot is actually cool and interesting, a shame it's not the actual focus of this damn season.

They're trying way too hard to portray the 'Flow' as a good thing.

"Man, this roboshogun thing is so graphic!"

Why are you people affected by a 2D cartoon with blood in it when you've seen a bunch of corpses.

Also, mandatory joke about how 3D characters see live action shows and that kinda thing.

Ew……just ew.

Marin is trying to stop a cult from ruling the world and everyone is trying to stop her 'evul' plan.

I hate well intentioned extremists Union. I hate it so much.

I love mechanic dude and I can never remember his name.

I have to say the LowTierGod cinematic universe is turning out to be extremely lame so far.

I praised RWBY Vol9 when It did this thing, but I think this show makes that stuff worst in hindsight.

Also, why is Cammie's model look so weird????

Does…..typo

WAITAMINUTE! YOU MEAN THE EVIL CULT WHO TRIES TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD IS EVIL?!

God, the ceo mech is so ugly

I haven't mentioned this, but man this show is so much uglier now

I actually really like the Chase plot, it's just a shame that it's buried in so much crap.

Oh my god, the last episode, I'm almost done here.

I'm all burnt out on this show. I'm just gonna point out what's funny from now.

YOU SHOULD KILL YOURSELF NOW!-The Ultimate Message of Gen:Lock

I love this dumb fucking ai thing so much.

God, at times the dialogue is so fucking bad.

God, I hate Sinclair so bad.

Also, the body horror is so lame.

Lmao! This beast thing was made out to be so big and might and yet it's so small next to the skyscrapers.

That's it? That's the climax???????????? WHAT?!

THAT'S THE CLIMAX?! THAT WAS SO ANTI CLIMATIC WHAT THE HELL!

Also, Genlock's message…..it's proud theme?!

What did Chase's sister do to get to New York exactly????

I'm gonna fucking scream.

That's it? THAT'S IT?!

Fuck this 2nd season!

Fuck the higher ups for abusing the staff!

Fuck the pornbots who keep liking this thread!

IM DONE!

I did this whole ass thread and I appreciate absolutely none of it.

On the plus side, I can feel the left side of my face again….mostly.

[the-firebird69]

Got a little sidetracked it's about what's happening here they don't want people to know

-my son is under extreme duress they walk out in front of him because they're saying they drop something or they're trying to to pop his tire they do it every day every time he goes anywhere they're not leaving him alone it for instance him to watch the pavement they're trying to do stuff other to him like driving to him and stuff they will not leave him alone they've been doing it for a long time this kind of stuff his subjugated by them and he wants them all dead as Jesus Christ did and his family and everybody else who has half a brain we're going after them to kill them they're stupid little idiots and they don't listen to anybody and their trash some we have do a job and their friends beat them up because of irrational little suck bags today was horrendous and he knows it they are saying all sorts of stuff making gestures and hand signals and just telling them off subtly and we have a hit list and we killed half of them so far and half of those are not returning they're permanently dead we're trying to get the other ones permanently dead they're disgusting animals and what they're doing doesn't help them to make matters worse and truthfully it isn't a name thing they're doing and what they're doing it for is themselves and their pigs what we say is it doesn't look like he's protected cuz there aren't people around him doing what we're saying so I'll just keep coming up to him and the McDonald's can't do it he was next door said a few things shut down now they're increasing the fighting around him and they want to flow over so they can ding him put him in the hospital that kind of stuff and what he says is we'll just wipe you out for real and they keep doing it and it says I'm going to try and get him to do it ahead of time so I have to look at you pieces of shit. And that that is where we came to the conclusion they're going to act like animals including Tommy f until they're gone he's trying to intimidate he's trying to say he's his dad or something I'm so sick of idiots doing that stupid f****** s*** there's such stupid f****** assholes that sit there and say it and say it and say it while you're saying it over so I don't have her say stuff you're going to the morgue if you're not going anywhere else. So the guy comes by talks to him and he says he can't tell who I am and he knows what I'm up to and he knows nobody's really telling him and my ass blows and I have a lot of power he said just sitting up there being a stupid head I guess who has you guys always do it no he was okay so I'm making a mistake. It occurred to him when he went to Tampa people weren't bothering him and we saw that but still they don't learn and we're going to do that to maneuver tonight and there's a lot of stuff happening here Right now with these idiots

-they are infighting and they're drawing blood and we have to have infiltrators we do have a bunch we definitely need more I called for them earlier and they're moving out they're just not here in massive numbers so I'm calling for them again

Thor Freya we're going to publish now cuz we want people to volunteer and we want troops in here now and infiltrators in vast numbers and they are infighting very badly it's dangerous as hell

[laugtherhyena]

I've seen a bunch of people draw the start of their clangen saves so i wanted to do the same! Here's the original Orangeclan cats from way back in December when i started playing this game

More info on them under the cut

Orangeclan lives in the mountain cliff and as far as backstory goes i always imagined that they used to live in caves/tunnels but a huge flood happened and their clan was decimated. Despite being pretty old when this happened Sleetfur was able to dig a way out of the cave/tunnel and save himself, his mate and Sparkblotch's family from drowning, his beavery was rewarded by starclan giving him nine lives and giving him the mission of rebuilding the clan.

Sleetstar would later scout the area after the flood passed to look for more survivors from his clan, which led to him finding and rescuing Asterswoop, Spikefreckle, Tigerbush, Forestpaw and Slightpaw. He then guided the cats to the mountain top because be believed that being all the way up there would keep the clan safe from any other natural disasters that happened down bellow.

Dont ask why they're called Orangeclan btw, i didn't out any thought on the name. I was having a lot of save problems and had 3 other clans before this one that i couldn't save and i thought it was gonna be the same for them so i didn't bother picking up a cool name and went with the first randomized option.

Now into the cats themsleves

I already talked a bit about Sleetstar but i love him so much :(, i don't get why people never pick older cats to be leaders, maybe it's different in the newer version of clangen but my guy would rarely lose lives let alone get sick or injured. He was a strong man! And a very good leader, he wals always trying to set a good example to his clanmates.

He is mates with Shadowpelt and they were very sweet, tho i don't have much to say about Shadowpelt because he died on my first timeskip and then i got sas because his last though was about growing old with Sleetstar 💔

Tigerbush was my first medicine cat and one of the only cats from this image that's still alive in current Orangeclan, i have no idea how, this man is absolute ancient and refuses to retire. Crusty old cat is only leaving the medicine den on his coffin at this point.

Spikefreckle was pretty cool? The cats liked her as a deputy and she was always looking out to the younger cats in clan, but unfortunately i also don't have much to say about her since she also died pretty early on when i send a patrol to investigate a badger den. Which sucked because she had such a cool design :(

While no cat at the start of a clangen save os related i always pictured Sparkblotch being Pigeonpelt and Fadedgaze's mother, she was very nice and spent most of her days as a sweet old lady looking over the clan's kits. Her sons are pretty cool too, Fadedgaze is very chill and Pigeonpelt is such a guy!! He's a little shy and adopted two abandoned kits that grew up to be called Doveheart and Hailhawk! Bird fam!

The there's Asterswoop who's the cat with the biggest swag around, they're full of themselves and think they're the best warrior ever. But he's not a jerk, they were always pretty helpful just a lil annoying. I absolutely love his fur pattern and it sucks ass that none of his kids got the same harsh white divide :(

Speaking of kids, they're family was kinda of a mess, they got together with an ex-loner and had two kits but quickly divorced and the ex went ton to marry Fadedgaze shortly after. Who she also had kits with and divorced to get together with another cat shortly after-

Lastly we have Forestpaw and Slightpaw who grew up to be Forestpoppy/star and Slightstreak, god there's so much to say about these two and their fucked up relationship. Being the only two young warriors in the clan there was pressure from their clanmates for them to get together and bring kits to the clan, which they did but their relationship was by no means good or healthy.

Slightstreak was a pool of negativity always complaining about everything and everyone, their son Woodkit was born around the time Forestpoppy was appointed as deputy and many times she put her job over being around for the kid, leaving Woodkit to be around his other mom most of the time, who was seemingly never satisfied or proud of anything he accomplished.

They actually divorced right after Woodshade became a warrior which was fucking hilarious to me

[alovesongshewrote]

Mamma Mia! | Steve x Reader x Eddie

Plot:  Eddie and Steve are being shits while you're only trying to sleep, so you use the ultimate weapon on them: ABBA. [Gender Neutral!Reader x Eddie x Steve. It's a polycule, you're in a polycule.]

Word count:  1,982

Warnings:  none.

Disclaimer: Fuck netflix, and fuck whoever came up with having a "stranger things experience" in a former n*zi prison where jewish and romani people were exterminated. that's an incredibly fucked up thing to do, and i do not support or endorse it.

A/N: this idea burrowed its way into my head and it wouldn't get out. on the bight side, it helped me to keep writing, so other stranger things stuff will hopefully be out sooner because of it. anyway, enjoy the fluff

Summer was drawing to an end in Hawkins. Of course, you were pumped about this. You were kinda sick of all of the heat, and of all the sweat. Normally you were fine with the Summer season, but the Summer of ‘86 specifically was a little too warm and a little too rough for your tastes.  

You probably would have been fine with it if you didn’t have two injured boyfriends to take care of. I want to stress that watching after your boys was not the problem, even if they bitched about the heat even more than you did. It was the heat itself that you all collectively hated.

It made changing bandages into a horrid, sweaty affair. It ruined your days, and your nights (especially your nights,) and it just made everything awful. To add insult to injury, you were the type to forget to stay hydrated, and with your boys recovering- read: unable to bother you into drinking water- you spent a solid chunk of your Summer on the dehydrated side of things.

It sucked. It all sucked.

But! The winds were changing now. Temperatures were cooling, there was a chill in the air, and you could finally get cozy with your two loves without being wildly uncomfortable! Everything was lovely.  

Until it was time for bed.

Because you see, when it was time for bed towards the end of the Summer, your room got really fucking cold. You weren’t sure if it was the windows, or if it was a draft, or whatever the fuck it was, and you didn’t really care. You just knew that the whole space just got unpleasantly chilly whenever you were trying to sleep.

Alas, there were only two remedies to that predicament, and their names were Steve and Eddie.

Once you let them know about your frozen room problem, they were more than happy to help. Thanks to them, you spent most of your cold-ass late nights beneath the covers with your boys beside you. Blissful warmth radiated from both of them, keeping the icy air of your bedroom at bay. It was perfection- you were finally able to shut your eyes and relax, cozy and comfortable.  

There was just one problem.  Those two didn’t know how to shut the fuck up.

“At this point you’re fucking with me, man. I’ve told you who Ozzy Osbourne is at least a thousand times.”

“Maybe I just don’t know who he is because his music sucks.”

Eddie gasped dramatically and shot up in bed, “You take that back!”

“Guys, please,” you whispered, voice muffled by your pillow. You weren’t sure if they heard you. Eddie did lie back down, but the conversation continued.

“Those are marriage-ending words, Harrington.”

“Marriage-ending? We aren’t even married!”

“Then I’ll marry you just to end it!”

You groaned, “I’ll marry and divorce both of you a hundred times if it’ll shut you up.”

“Thank you, baby,” Eddie leaned over and kissed your head. You thought that meant that it was over, but no, he immediately continued fighting with Steve, “See, Harrington, you wouldn’t know good music if it bit you in the face.”

“Are you sure about that? Because at least I listen to more than one type of music.”

“It’s not my fault all the good music is in one genre!”

“But that’s the thing, it’s not all in one genre!”

Eddie scoffed, “(Y/N) back me up on this, metal is before all else, right?”

You remained silent, trying to ignore the laughter bubbling in your chest at how offended both of your boys sounded.

“I’m just saying, ‘Like a Virgin’ was pretty good.”

Both you and Eddie groaned, and even though your face was buried in your pillow, you could practically see your metalhead rolling his eyes back into his head.

“You’re wroooong, Steven,” Eddie drawled out, “So, so wrong.”

“You’re both wrong,” you finally freed yourself from your pillow prison, just enough to see your boyfriends' faces, “The best music- the best song is the Jaws theme. Dun dun. Dun dun. Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun-”

As you continued to lazily say, “Dun,” you dropped your face back onto the sheets and sighed. They were both quiet now, listening to you speak the Jaws theme. Maybe, if you just kept “Dun-ing” you could finally get some-

“How am I dating two people with such bad taste?”

Eddie’s fingers jammed themselves into your sides, and you yelped and squirmed as you sat up. You glared at the man, one of two in your bed, crossed your arms and pouted at him. The bastard seemed so pleased with himself. Well, you would show him.

“It’s because you love us! He loves us, doesn’t he, Steve?”

“Mhmm, he suuuure does,” Steve groaned, his hands over his eyes. He seemed to be tired, but honestly, you had little sympathy. You were tired too only moments ago, but now?  Now you were wide awake and ready to cause chaos. You were sure Steve would be fine with it.

“Y’know what he doesn’t love too much, Steve?”

“What?”

“Yeah, what don’t I love?”

You didn’t answer right away. Instead, you flopped back down next to Eddie and positioned your lips against his ear. You drew in a breath, deep and calm, and then you whispered thus:

“I've been cheated by you since I don't know when.”

Eddie’s groan echoed off of your walls, but you weren’t stopping- no, the fun had only just begun.

“So I made up my mind, it must come to an end. Look at me now, will I ever learn? I don’t know how-” 

You reached over to Steve and gently smacked his chest a few times, silently ordering him to join in. Of course, he did, and the two of you continued to terrorize your boyfriend in messy unison.

“But I suddenly lose control! There's a fire within my soul.”

“No,” Eddie said with no real mirth, “Stop.”

You did not stop. Instead, you both sat up, looming over Eddie as you chanted the words to the song, “Just one look and I can hear a bell ring.” 

“No.”

“One more look and I forget everything-”  you and Steve were louder now, probably louder than you should have been considering it was late into the night, but that didn’t matter now. All that mattered was the song.

And also, bothering Eddie. That also mattered. And you were definitely succeeding in bothering Eddie. Your boyfriend’s hands covered his face as he moaned out a long, “Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.”

That didn’t put a stop to anything. It just made you and Steve get louder.

“Whoah! Mamma mia!! Here I go again!!  My, my, how can I resist you?”

“No.”

“Mamma mia, does it show again, my, my, just how much I've missed you?”

“No!”

“Yes, I've been brokenhearted!”

With a growl, Eddie sat up and wrapped his arms around Steve’s waist, pulling him back to lie in the bed. Steve’s chanting was halted instantly, and he let out a little, “AAAH!” as he collapsed into the pillows.

After watching your comrade fall, you scrambled away towards the end of the bed, all the while chanting, “Blue since the day we parted. Why, why did I ever let you go?”

Alas, you were no match for Eddie’s sudden burst of speed. Tucking his bottom lip between his teeth, Eddie wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you back into the sheets. You let out a short scream, but you refused to let this break you.  

“Mamma mia, now I really know-”

You let out a squeak as Eddie’s arm wrapped behind your neck, allowing him to cover your mouth with his hand. You struggled slightly, but his grasp was both unyielding and gentle. Out of the corner of your eye, you could see that he’d managed to get a hand over Steve’s mouth as well. It looked as though you’d been defeated- but you weren’t about to give up so easily.

With the drama of a thousand theatre kids, you sighed and let your body relax. You did everything in your power to make it look like you’d given up. Alas, when Eddie didn’t relinquish his hold, you audibly mumbled, “Fuck it,” before yelling, at the top of your lungs:

“My, my, I could never let you go!!!”

And then you licked Eddie’s hand. He had it coming. He let out a loud, dramatic sound, that was more of a cluster of vowels and consonants than it was a word. Judging by the second sound he made a moment later, which was entirely identical to the first, it seemed that Steve had executed the same idea.

“You’re both brats, you know that?” Eddie’s words may have conveyed irritation, but there was nothing but fondness in his voice.

“We’re aware!” you grinned, curling up against Eddie’s side and resting your chin on his chest. You watched his brow furrow as he glared at you, but there was no ire behind his eyes- and there so rarely was. Eddie was so soft for you, and for the boy lying on his other side.  

You couldn’t blame him for that. You were soft for them, too.

You turned your head slightly just so you could see Steve better. When your eyes met his big brown ones, you smiled. stretched yourself out slightly and took one of Steve’s hands in yours, squeezing gently. He squeezed back.

“Yeah,” Steve said, voice warm and welcoming, “We’re aware.”

“Good!  Good.  Because I-”

You didn’t let him finish. Instead, you pushed yourself up so that your upper body was leaning over his. It was a bit of a balancing act- you were supporting your weight with one hand while leaving your other in Steve’s grasp, but in your humble opinion, it was worth it.

“But are you aware, Eddie Munson,” you asked, “That you are a menace?”

“A menace?  Me?”  he gasped, faking offence, “Never.”

You opened your mouth to respond, but you were quickly silenced by what else, Eddie being a menace. In seconds- no, less than seconds, Eddie had wrapped himself around you and flipped you, placing your body between his and Steve’s. You were taking a moment to process your new position when your darling menace interrupted you once more, cutting off your view of the ceiling with his lovely face.

You squinted up at him, placing a hand across said lovely face and playfully pushing him away, “Yeah. Never.”

“You’re both awful,” Steve said, voice heavy with sleep. You and Eddie began to protest, but Steve was not having it. The Mamma Mia had been sung, and now, it was time for sleep.  So, he handled the issue like a mature adult- he rolled over onto you and Eddie, squishing both of you beneath his broad chest.

You squeaked indignantly. Eddie made a similar noise. When you tried to complain, Steve slipped his hands up, placing one over your mouth and one over Eddie’s.

“Shhhhhh,” Steve whispered, “Sleep now, be cute later.”

That was enough to satisfy you. Eddie, however, still had a problem that needed to be addressed. With an evil smirk crossing his face, he stuck out his tongue and licked Steve’s hand.

“GAH, Munson-!”

“Nope, time for sleep, Stevie!”

“You said it yourself, babe,” you giggled, “Time for bed.”

“The worst,” Steve muttered. Though his words conveyed annoyance, his tone betrayed his deep affection for the dorky menaces sharing the bed with him, “Both of you are the worst.”

And maybe he wasn’t wrong, but it didn’t matter. It was, in fact, time for sleep. Together, the three of you drifted off peacefully. The night was dreamless and calm, and when you woke, it was to the sound of Eddie humming something-

Mamma Mia.

You smiled to yourself as you buried deeper into the bed. Your job here was done.

[numbknee]

Enough of the suffering thru the asks abt all the other cartman ships, what abt your brain rot? 🥺 what *are* your thoughts on kyman?? Go ham dude

ooooh dear... where to begin with the kyman brainrot....... I guess I’ll start at the beginning. VERY LONG POST under the cut. this is basically my kyman meta magnum opus lmao

I’ve talked about this ad nauseam before, but I really, REALLY didn’t want to get into south park. I had only ever watched like 2 full episodes before 2021 and I simply did not understand the appeal. I just thought the draw to the show was the shock factors: gross-out humor, children swearing and committing violence, and blatant bigotry played for laughs. I didn’t understand how it could be so popular other than “well I guess there are lots of horrible people out there who like this horrible show.” 

I grew up in a very WASP-y town and had peers in elementary/middle school who learned about the existence of antisemitism and other bigotries through south park. because kids are stupid and don’t understand satire, many of them took it at face value and were able to have shittons of words added to their vocabulary to put people down and insult them. it was horrible tbh. and I hated the show for that, even as a young kid. I personally wasn’t perfect by any means but even as a snot-nosed, extremely sheltered little white girl I knew that you just shouldn’t do that shit. our school system in particular lauded the “golden rule” constantly (we had to do a school-specific pledge after the pledge of allegiance every day... yeah I know, very american) and I was like “cmon, you guys can’t even follow that ONE RULE to be a semi-decent human being?? really??”

anyway at the end of 2021, my younger brother asked me to watch the post-covid specials with him and he was very excited about it. I was immediately hesitant, especially because in recent years he has become alarmingly incel-y and took a hard turn to the right while I became a leftist. I reluctantly agreed to sit through it to try to understand him more because, even though his political ideology sucks ass, he’s still my brother and I do love him. 

so I watched the specials, and I came out the other side of it shell-shocked with how surprisingly good the writing was. THIS stupid show, the show that all this time I thought was bottom-of-the-barrel comedy, was... GOOD??? particularly regarding CARTMAN?? 

the only things I knew about cartman going into it were the following: he’s fat, he says the name “kyle” weird, and he’s a horrible antisemite. and they made him grow up to be a freaking RABBI. it completely caught me off guard and *gasp* actually made me laugh???? what???? 

there were plenty of other things I loved about the post-covid specials, like my depressed ass relating WAAAY too hard with stan, the extremely on-the-nose satire of the state of advertisement/capitalism with the stupid “denny’s applebee’s max” restaurant chain gag and all the old people being shoved into a giant prison retirement home once they aren’t productive anymore, kenny getting sick of the gang’s bullshit and writing “FUCK THESE HOES” on a beloved childhood photo, butters become a snake-oil salesman for NFTs, kyle being told to “think like a kid” and like 2 seconds later realizing they need to look up kenny’s ass. I could go on but you get the point. 

I liked it way more than I thought I ever would. and obviously, I often find south park funny for different reasons than my brother does because matt & trey are very good at toeing the line of appealing to both sides of the american political spectrum, but it’s become a point of bonding between us in the year since I started watching the show and I’m grateful for that. 

of course, since i’m terminally on tumblr and ao3, I also started to dive into the fandom of south park. I had heard about the whole creek thing years ago and waved it off as a stupid gag but then I realized wait, holy shit, there’s actually a GIGANTIC shipping culture around south park??? at first I got into style because of the interesting concept of post-covid kyle and stan reconnecting after decades apart and not being the same people they used to be but trying to make it work anyway (I even wrote a fic about it ahahaa...) 

but after a while I got tired of the ship because as I watched the rest of the show, I realized their relationship just wasn’t as interesting as I thought it would be. like they’re best friends but... why? because they’ve known each other forever? they both like video games? they make fun of cartman together? the fact they’re “super-best-friends” is kind of taken for granted by the show and the audience, but imo matt and trey never really explore the intricacies of their relationship very much. y’all can disagree with me on this but idk, all I know is that I got bored with style as a ship after like 2 months.

while scrolling through ao3 and tumblr, I ran across kyman fics/fanart for the first time back in february or so. at first I was appalled because... why the everloving fuck would you ship the blatant antisemite with the jewish kid??? really???? isn’t style a much better choice??? but sheer curiosity got the better of me, so I did what I always do when I’m curious about a ship: select for fics with kyle broflovski/eric cartman, sort by kudos, and read the first result (or in this case the second because the first had creek as the main ship). y’all know which fic that is if you’ve even slightly gotten into kyman. it was interesting, but I personally didn’t see them as the actual characters from the show in that fic. they were fandom versions of kyle and cartman, with their personalities changed enough to fit the standard mlm shipping dynamic that’s popular in fandom spaces (particularly regarding dom/sub aspects). I’ve seen it happen in plenty of other fandoms so I wasn’t surprised, but I still couldn’t see how it could possibly work if one were to use their canon character depictions. 

all the while I was making my way through episodes of the show cuz it’s long af, and over time I became more and more intrigued with kyle and cartman’s relationship. cartman quickly became my favorite character in the show because of how fucking complex and layered his personality is (see my tags on this post), and though kyle despises cartman in countless ways, he still is the only one who consistently tries to find goodness in him, tries to make him change for the better, saves him when no one else will, and remains his friend despite everything. it’s a remarkably complex dynamic.

little hints of kyman started creeping up on me: cartman being frequently queer-coded as a closeted gay kid. kyle getting extremely jealous of cartman and heidi’s relationship. both of them on separate occasions saving the other from death or injury without wanting any credit for it or lording it over each other. “we've been through a lot together, and... maybe that alone doesn't make us friends, but it makes us something” 

needless to say, I started to get it. and then I encountered the straw that broke the camel’s back: “know your enemy” by elsen on ao3. I’m not exaggerating when I say I’ve read that fic probably over a dozen times. it was shockingly well-written and so in-tune with the style and tone of the show that I was like “is this person spirit-channelling trey parker or something wtf???” and all of a sudden, I could see how, in a different universe, kyman could actually be an endgame ship. 

what sold me on it the most was how in-character it seemed for cartman to be a repressed, denial-ridden sub, especially regarding his desired relationship with kyle. there’s plenty of canon evidence that cartman has a secret crush on kyle (see this vid by johnny 2 cellos), but there’s no way that kyle could reciprocate those feelings, right?? imo kyle would probably rather die than enter a romantic relationship with cartman where he had to submit to him all the time, but if cartman would want kyle to be dominant over him??? where kyle has control and is able to curb cartman’s problematic behavior as he sees fit??? that opens up a whole other door of possibilities.

I think what kyle wants more than anything else in the world regarding cartman is for the goodness he sees deep down inside him to come to the surface, and for kyle to be the one to guide him (or force him when necessary) to becoming a better person through love and patience and inherent understanding of his fucked up little head??? I can definitely see kyle wanting that (especially since I see kyle as a repressed, denial-ridden sadist/dom lmao; see this post for my thoughts on that). 

it was all downhill from there. I found tons of other cool kyman shippers on tumblr and twitter whose writing and fanart helped suck me in even more and I’ve been stuck in kyman hell ever since. special shoutout to the asker for her kyman analysis posts that inspired this fic I wrote! love u boo <3

ANYWAY that’s how I became a whore for kyman lolololol ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿ have a nice day everybody

[gegewrites]

My Lil’ Killers

(Not exact words obviously I’m writing this at 5:00 am)

Words-idk I wrote this on tumblr

Published- 1-24-22

Content warning- violence

Fezcos pov-

I watched as (y/n) and ash dipped outta the living room, saw a truck sitting out front for a long time and told them to go investigate. I looked over at Faye who was smoking a blunt.

“Go killers!” She hazily cheered for them as they took a turn. In a matter of minutes they came back in with Cal Jacobs, Ash had the black shotgun and (y/n) was holding a Glock to the side of this talk man’s head.

“Now sit in that fuckin chair, one wrong move, one wrong word, and I will have this kid fuckin kill you.” (y/n) threatens cal as he sat down, gun pointed right at his forehead. She looked hot holding that peice, and ash well looked deadly.

“Understood.” Cal nodded as she took a step back.

“What’re you doin around my house man?” She asked,”you and your son love poking in people fuckin business. First you come to our fuckin job, and now you’re at our house. Wan’ explain?”

“Ya man, you come around askin alotta shit.” I said, he moved in the seat slightly and Ash took no hesitation in putting the tip of the shotgun against his head.

“Stay fuckin still.”

“Look, why don’t you just let me leave or call the cops on me.” Cals voice was slow and precise

“This bitch wanna get the fuckin cops involved?” Ash took his phone out.

“Then call them. Dial them right up Cal, have fun. They’re gon come looking and they won’t find your ass or your truck.” (y/n) let out a small laugh at the end of her sentence.

“Fuckin dial pussy!” Ash pushed him with the gun.

“The cheif of the police, he’d believe me.” Cal said looking back at me.

“Then call them bitch!” ash tempted him, Cal didn’t,”that what I Fuckin thought.” He hit him with the end of the gun,”go ahead,” he hit him again drawing blood from his scalp,”call them.”

I don’t know how I raised such a brutal kid but at times like this im glad I did, cause I know we’d all be safe or get a point across. He reminds me of Gran, I have this hazy memory of her beating this guy with a crowbar but nothing more cause then she hit me accident.

“Why should we even let you walk?” (y/n) knelt down in front of him,one of her hands on his knee,”I bet you like this, me sitting on my knees infront of you, you like minors right?”

“What?”

“All I want-“ ash hit him again,”fuck kid-“ and again.

“Yo ash, calm down some.” And he hit him again.

“Jesus.” Cal muttered,”all I want is the disc.”

“We ain’t got no fuckin disc.” (y/n) said, obviously she knew what he was talking about,” I even told your bitch ass son that.”

“What disc? Yo this gotta do with Jules and Rue?” Cal stayed silent as (y/n) stood up, making him look at her by pulling his face Ik with the end of the Glock.

“What’s on that disc that you need to get sooo badly Cal?”

“A video I took of Jules.” He answered.

“Do I know jewels?” Faye asked nobody answered,”jewels…jewel…hmm”

“What type?”

“I didn’t know she was 17.” He said.

“Yo what?” I asked,”the fuck are you getting at?”

“I recorder her, us.” He admitted.

“This sick suck recorded him and Jules Fucking.” Ash hit him 3 times, blood pouring from his scalp.

“I just…want the..disc.” He was taking deep breaths between his words.

“We don’t got a fuckin disc, why the fuck you think we got a fuckin disc?” I asked, he wiped his eyes removing the blood from his face.

“Because.” Was all he answered before (y/n) whiled his face with the gun,”fuckin shit. Look…just let me go, I won’t- I won’t say anything.” Ash and (y/n) looked over at me and (y/n) made a motion for us to follow.

“Don’t you dare Fuckin move.” (y/n) threatened him begire she walked away. we went into the first room we found and closed the door, it was an office.

“Why does he think we got a disc? The fuck we need a disc for?” Ash asked.

“Because it’s got child porn on it.” (y/n) said,” that coukd ruin his life if it ever got out or got found.”

“Aight so what we gon do? We can’t just let him walk, he’ll probably snitch.” Ash said.

“Worse comes to worse you kill him, we hide his body like we did with mouse, sell his truck and use the money to pay the mortgage.” I said.

“Let’s let him walk for now, but…he’s gotta leave all of us alone, I’m talking Rue, Jules, You, ash, me, all of us. Him and his boy can’t come around askin questions or shit, Nate looks at anyone the wrong way it’s Cals life.” I shrugged my shoulders in agreement.

“Is that thing even loaded?” I asked ash.

“No but he don’t know that.” He sassed back.

“Mine is, come on.” (y/n) started walking but I stopped her.

“How we know he ain’t gon talk?” I asked.

“This bitch is a gay man living a straight man’s life, he’s Fuckin minors and recording it, and we know. I don’t think he’s gonna talk if he knows what’s good for him.” She opened the door and walked out.

“Now that, is a women.” Ash walked out right after her and I followed.

We walked back into the living room, seeing Faye with her head in the couch and Cal with a bloody ass head.

“I’m so confused.” He muttered.

“You’re confused? Shit man we all are.”Ash said.

“Aight man, we gon let you walk, under one condition.” He looked at me,”you gotta tell your boy to stop coming around and messin with my friend and shit, and you too. We don’t wanna see either of you at the shop, around here, and if I see Nate’s talk ass at a party in at…happy New Years bitch.”

“Fine,” he agreed, “I’ll make sure of it…can I go now?” He asked.

“Escort his ass outta here Ash.” I said and he pulled him out of the seat and pushed him forward leading him by the front of the shotgun taking him down the hall.

“Wow, you’re a bad ass Bitch” Faye slurred at (y/n).

“Thank you Faye.” (Y/n) smiled, she out the gun down on the table close to where Cal was sitting and then she sat down in the chair.

“So he’s gay?” I asked and (y/n) nodded.

“Uh-huh sorta.that’s what Jules told me.”

“Now this seems like a hate crime.”