#drops a lil cow in

[skelekins]

Cross betrays the Noot Squad so they put him in a boo box and drop mini cows on him

edit: WAIT they call it the

MOO BOX

[schisms]

i can’t believe i have to go to work. on sims 4 horse ranch release day

[honeyshiddendesire]

🤠Cowboys You Say?

Pairing: Zoro, Eustass, Sabo, Marco & Ace x fem!reader (separate or sharing doesn't affect the story)

*Old Note: Had a vacation out on 93 acres in the countryside and all I was thinking about…cowboys.*

Warnings: bondage! Dom/sub! Pet names! Praise & degradation! Vaginal penetration! Bimbofication! Rough sex! Spanking! Hair pulling! Yata yata smut lol y’all know I write nasty!breeding kink!

@votaeto @zorosdimples thought y’all might like this 

*New Author’s Note: Out of all the stories I thought I lost from my old account Honey’s World of Fanfiction THIS one was by far my favorite so to stumble upon it again makes me sooo freaking hype!!!! AHHH So excited!!!! Hope everyone still loves it just as much as me!! Don’t be alarmed I did fix some typos as well! Lol*

*cow banner*

Acres of land as far as the eye can see was before you. Majestic and overwhelming but it was now yours. Inherited from your late father, Edward, you had no choice but to return home to his prize. The ranch he loved second ONLY to you, too precious for you to just sell.

Patches of woods and forests littered with game even open fields for horses to run wild until tamed. There was a beautiful garden that stretched around the ranch, a pond with a family of ducks. A river with a strong current that only the toughest even dare swim in, flowing just along the ranch’s right side.

The terrain was intense but luckily your father made sure he left you with a great team to help you out.

*banner*

Lumberjack Ace 🪓who jumps out his pickup truck shirtless, drenched in a layer of sweat with an ax resting on his shoulder.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who was saddened and shocked at your father’s death but happy seeing his pretty daughter inherit the ranch.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who tips his hat and winks at you with a side smirk as he walks, “Mornin’ darlin’.”  The freckled face and cut abs flustering you immediately.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who pours a bucket of water over his head before taking the sweet tea you offered after hours of chopping firewood.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who cleans the chimney for you in your freakish city that gets snow storms mid summer. The grand line farmland a whirlwind of weather.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 flirts the entire time with winks and smirks. “Don’t worry babydoll I’ll have this house as hot as you in no time.” Tossing the wood he chopped inside with a dramatic sigh.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who ax throws intruders wanting to harm you

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause you’re his pretty cowgirl princess. “Aren’t you just a spitfire?” His moans drawn out all nice and sweet for ya.

Lumberjack Ace 🪓 who fucks you hard against the trees he plans on chopping. Using you to see if they’re sturdy enough as your back rubs against the rough bark.

“Yeah pretty girl ya like that don’t ya?” He’ll ask as he nips at your bottom lip making you whimper, pussy clenching. His cock will destroy your insides as the harsh tree rubs your skin raw. “Want my seed deep in that cute lil pussy of yours? I bet you do baby girl. Take every drop alright darlin’.”

Fucking your cunt hard in the forest as your screams bounced off the tall trees making him grunt as he paints that pussy white. “That’s my pretty girl.” 🪓

🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓🪓

Doctor Marco 🩺 who rode in on a fucking horse with flowers in his hands to show his condolences.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even studied animals in order to help your father when he stressed over his prized horse, Whitebeard, growing sick.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who made it a point to stop by everyday on his gorgeous marbled stallion, saying it was important for your mental health on such a secluded land.

Doctor Marco 🩺 who comes to your aid during the harsh heat when you almost had a heat stroke. “Wow there birdie~ can’t have you getting dehydrated on me.”

And !!

The treacherous winter when he finds you passed out in the house shaking still not used to a single fire heating up such a big house. “Sweet bird what would you do without me~” He’ll coo at you.

Doctor Marco 🩺  who sheds his clothes to warm you up the fastest way you can in the countryside. “Come here birdie I’ll keep you warm.” 

Cock plunging deep into your pussy to make you sweat. Your gasps and moans make him shiver, back arching off the bed as you claw at his skin. “D-doctor~ M-Marco ah~ you feels so warm.” You whimper as he leans over pushing his weight on his hands.

“I know dove~ let me keep taking good~ care of you. Make sure you stay nice and warm inside and out.” Marco’s thrust would be deep and really rough to make you sweaty and gasping. “I reckon I’ll have you feeling peachy in no time birdie.”

Doctor Marco 🩺 who even checks your gag reflex with his cock buried snug in your wet throat.

“Take a little more pretty thing.” Hand brushing your hair back with a gentle smile. Your eyes watery as you looked up at him in your pretty sundress soaked in your drool.

“There ya go dove doin just~ fine.” Marco would grunt out as he shallowly thrusts into your throat. Cumming deeply into your tight mouth making you moan softly at the taste. Semen dripping down the sides making you whine and even messier for his greedy eyes.

🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺🩺

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who picked the prettiest mustangs for your father.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who supplies all the best horses in town. Even trains them too.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who washes your horses and loves watching you braid their hair afterwards in different styles. “I think that's one of my favorites sweet pea.” He’ll say coming up behind you all close.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who holds you tightly when a horse passes because he too knows your pain of losing a stallion.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who gets to train ladies all week but still doesn’t get behind them for a lesson, opting for his own stallion but insists on doing it for you. Saying you need the best.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who teaches you to ride. Thick cock brushing up against you as he wraps his arms around you. Breath heavy from the close proximity, “Doing great doll~” Voice raspy after a long ride of his cock brushing against your pretty self.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who buys you matching gloves for riding saying they’re the best and they’ll last the longest because of the quality but it’s actually because he likes you matching.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who wins all the horse racing championships

“Looking good doll.” Sabo drew out as he leaned against the railing where you were sitting in the front row. All the other women were jealous, wanting his attention too.

“How’s about I take a pretty lady like you out to a fancy dinner and a nice ride?” He winks at the last part hinting at a night of mystery that you so said ‘yes’ to.

Horse Tamer Sabo 🐎 who also makes you wear his hat when you ride him cause that’s just what cowboys do.

Eyes rolling back as he tugged on the knots you were bound by, “Just like that sweet pea move’em nice and slow fa me.” Sabo groaned out, voice raspy making you whine.  Fat cockhead pushing past your cervix making you choke out moans.

“Ooooooowweee doll listen to you howl. Go head and cum on me ‘kay sweetheart.” Sabo’s cocky when he fucks his fat cock up into your dripping pussy. His blue hat bouncing with his powerful thrusts, pussy squirting making his ego grow more. “Now that’s a prize winning stallion! Fuck~!! I’m gonna have to breed you full after that ride.”

🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎🐎

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 Who brought you the biggest cow in the shop to show his condolences.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who still delivers fresh meats weekly even though you’re not sick like your father and very capable of doing it yourself.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always offers to sharpen your kitchenware when he delivers the meats to ensure you the best.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who loves pulling up to you grilling or smoking some meats and seeing your proud smile when you used his ingredients. “Please Zoro! You just have to join me for dinner! I think you’re gonna love how the steaks turned out! It's a great cut.”

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who can hog tie the fastest in the countryside. Seeing him wrangle up that boar with his cocky smirk made your thighs press together. Feeling like a sinner in church needing a sip of sweet tea with the way he wiped the sweat off his brow.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who always winks at you and tips his hat after winning the hog tying contest making everyone jealous.

Butcher Zoro! 🔪 who puts you in gorgeous knots and suspended ropes to stretch you out in.

“Dammit woman look at you suckin’ in this cock like a champion.” Zoro grunted as he watched his cock disappear down your sloppy throat. Spit and cum from an earlier load dripping all over your front. Pulling away he ripped your top open and latched his hungry mouth onto your breast. Your arms above you in ropes as you hung like a butchered pig ripe for his taking.

“Prettiest little piggy to ever be eaten by me, I tell you what.” Zoro smirked as he left mark after amazing mark all over your sweaty skin.

Tying your legs up and spread out so he can slide that fat ass cock all the way in with no interruptions. “Fuck yeah piggy lemme hear you squeal for this cock just butchering your insides.” He was definitely merciless in all the things he did but you weren’t about to complain.

🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who still tends to your 100+ acres of land cause, “Ain’t no way in hell I’ll be able to sleep at night knowing a pretty lamb like you is doin all the work.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who calls you almost every farm/animal he can possibly think of.  Lamb, pig, mouse, bunny, chickie, calf, heifer,etc

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who comes to your aid whenever you need repairs around the house, but only does them shirtless.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who drives the tracker shirtless in his overalls with a piece of straw in his mouth, hat tipped real low. Winking at you when you give him a cool glass of lemonade for his hard work plowing the fields, though you couldn’t help but desire that he was plowing something else.

“Thanks lil calf but I think I might wanna drink on somethin’ else you can gimme me. Maybe some milk?”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who buys you the prettiest dresses and shoes cause he’ll be doin all the hard labor anyways.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who gets handsy the fastest cause he can’t help but want to let out all his stress on you. Looking like a sweet lil belle that he wanted nothing more than to corrupt into his pretty bimbo after a long day.

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who’s a total stereotype. Wanting a beer and his dick sucked the second he steps foot in the door. Don’t worry he always returns the favor 😉

“Been thinkin’ bout these lips wrapped around my cock all damn day out on that field. Fuck~ that’s it chick, slobber all over me.”

Farmer Eustass 🤠 who roughly shoves your face in the hay as he fucks you ass up in the barn. Spanking you and pulling you back by your pigtails.

“Good fuckin’ calf. Letting me breed you full till you’re swollen wit my kids, tits drippin with milk for me.” Hips rocking into your cunt with a mission to fill you full. Stuffing your womb full of his children to run and play on the farm.“Fuck-my little cow being so good. Stay just like that babe.” Spanking you as he grabs both your pigtails in one large hand. “Sweet little heifer letting me breed her like she’s supposed ta wit outta fight. Come on moo for your owner baby.”  Voice raspy as he’ll grip your ass, fucking you hard on his heavy cock. Hay scratching into your face as you cream around his dick with a shaky scream. “Soundin’ so pretty when you get loud like that fa me.”

[houseofripley]

Save A Horse Ride A Cowgirl

Rhea Ripley x Fem!Reader

WARNINGS: SMUT 18+, Cunnilingus, Strap-On, Riding, Orgasm Denial, Fingering (for like 2 seconds. don’t blink), Light Degradation, Spanking, Backshots, Lil bit of a mommy kink.

WORD COUNT: 2,736

A/N: -panting and out of breath- honey! it took me 800 hours but your oneshot is finished!

seriously tho sorry for the mid! writers block was beating my ass during this for no reason

Survivor Series, the day the wrestling community waited months for. You were sat at the edge of the bed in your hotel room, staring into the loud TV, waiting for your girlfriend to make her appearance for her match against Zoey Stark. 

You were supposed to be there but of course Rhea’s magment had fucked up their dates, leaving you without a pass to the event.

It killed both of you knowing you wouldn’t be backstage to cheer on Rhea. 

Anytime a pay-per-view even came around you’d clear your entire schedule just to support and help Rhea prepare. She took such good care of you it was the least you could do. Although you couldn’t physically be at the arena you still flew out to Chicago to at least be able to spend a little bit of time with Rhea.

You were pulled away from your train of thought as Rhea’s music soon started blaring through the stadium, “And her opponent, representing The Judgment Day, she is the women's world champion, Rhea Ripley!” The announcer yelled out as Rhea made her entrance, wearing what was possibly the sexiest gear she has ever worn.

“Holy shit-” You mumbled to yourself, leaning forward trying to get a closer look. Rhea looked insane. Her hair was in a faux mohawk, stripes of eyeliner ran over her eyes in a lighting strike pattern, black lipstick was smudged onto her right cheek. 

Rhea’s eyes never broke contact with the camera lens as she made her way down the ramp, she knew you'd be right on the receiving end of her gaze.

Once Rhea made her way into the ring you were able to catch a good glimpse at her gear. She sported a black vest over a black and white plunge top that was split down the middle, her shorts following the same theme while her boots displayed a cow print. But the bread and butter of this outfit was the black assless chaps. 

This outfit had to have been the reason Rhea was so protective over her suitcase these past few days. 

You sat eagerly watching the match, which was short yet action packed. Rhea had thrown Zoey around like she was nothing the entire match, your mind couldn't help but wonder what it’d look like if Rhea had manhandled you in the same way.

Rhea had retained her title with ease, barely breaking a sweat during the length of her match. You were quick to pick up your phone and congratulate her,

Y: YOU DID IT LOVEEEE!!!! and you looked good as hell while doing it….

Rhea replied about ten minutes later with a full body mirror selfie to show off her look, this time with an addition of a black cowboy hat and her hair out of the faux mohawk.

R: thank you baby, my hair wouldn’t fit in my hat so we had to ditch that plan :/ 

Y:  god damn! ditch wrestling and become a cowboy! 

Y: it’s so unfair i don’t get to see you like that rn urghhh

R: i know baby, i promise i’ll make it up to you tonight. look, i gotta go do a few things, i’ll see you in an hour or two okay?

Y: you better…now shoo and don’t keep me waiting for you all night

You huffed as you dropped your phone down onto your lap. The wait for Rhea had officially begun. 

There was one match left before the main war games match. Knowing Rhea would make an appearance in that last match you decided to rile her up a bit beforehand. 

You made your way to your suitcase and began searching for the new lingerie set you had bought just days ago while Rhea was training. You pulled out a bra made of intricate lacing along with the matching crotchless panties and garter belt. 

Once you had slipped into the lace you stationed yourself in front of the mirror. You used your free hand to grope your breast as you snapped a photo and sent it to Rhea.

Y: excited to see mami on my screen.

R: naughty girl…

R: are you really trying to get yourself into trouble right now?

Y: well i just figured since mami sent me such a sexy pic earlier i’d return the favor. i can send another one if you'd like…

You didn’t give Rhea the opportunity to reply before you snapped another picture, this time slightly rotating to your side to catch the curvature of your ass.

Seen at 9:36 pm.

You stared at your phone waiting for her reply but attention was pulled away as you heard The Judgment Day being announced, Rhea was nowhere to be seen as they made their entrance. You pouted as you laid down in the bed, your knees slightly spread as you watched in anticipation for Rhea’s appearance.

After a long match, intense and still no reply Rhea finally arrived at the end of the match, she came barreling down the ramp, this time wearing her cowboy hat with Priest’s MITB briefcase clenched in her hands.

You quickly took the opportunity to send Rhea a picture of your hand resting in between your thighs as she paraded on the screen in front of you. 

Y: just remembered a quote, something about save a horse, ride a cowgirl…

Another waiting game began. As much as you loved seeing Rhea clearly flustered on the screen you couldn’t wait for her to get to the locker room and see the message you left for her.

After a failed cash-in and two surprise returns from Randy Orton and CM Punk the main event finally came to a close, meaning Rhea was finally able to return to her phone. You picked up your phone to view your previous message exchanges with Rhea.

A text bubble appeared, indicating Rhea was on the other side drafting up her response. You chewed down on your cheek eagerly watching your phone. 

The text bubble disappeared.

Seen at 10:24pm.

You whined to yourself, a wetness growing between your legs. You attempted to make multiple calls to Rhea, only for each and every one of them to be ignored. You slumped into the bed, giving up on making contact with the woman.

Just moments later a banner popped up at the top of your phone,

R: face down ass up. you have two minutes.

Rhea had finally given you the attention you were craving. You needed her touch badly, so you gladly obeyed her demands getting into position in the center of the bed. Your face sunk into your pillow while your bare cunt peeked through the gap of your crotchless panties as you took in the sensation of the crisp hotel air that kissed your wetness.

You soon heard the quiet unlatching of the door followed by shuffling fabric. You peeked over to see Rhea, in that damn cowboy hat, discarding her streetwear to reveal the gear you’d been fawning over all night.

Rhea’s gaze was fixed on your arching back as she crept her way towards you. 

“Such a little slut for me,” Rhea husked, her weight sinking onto the bed as you waved your ass in the air. She took a moment to admire the sight of your wet cunt glistening in the dimmed light. 

“Just the thought of Mami has you all worked up.” Rhea relished, her hands skimming over the delicate skin of your ass before dropping a slap down onto you, causing a muffled yelp to leave your mouth.

Rhea moved her pointer finger to your heat and began to trace the skin around your wetness. Her finger took its time inching towards your hole before being pushed into you at a painfully slow pace, making you whine out into your pillow“Mami, please.” 

“What a needy girl.” Rhea taunted, watching you squirm against her finger, “Such a wreck already...” She hummed in response to your whining when she pulled her finger out of you. 

Both Rhea’s hands took ahold of your ass cheeks giving them a squeeze before she brought her face just centimeters from your aching heat. Shivers snuck up your spine as her heavy breaths brushed against your wetness. Her lips wrapped around you, her tongue beginning to draw circles perimitering your clit.

Rhea then pulled back and spat onto your cunt causing a high pitched ‘fuck’ to leave your mouth. She hummed to herself in satisfaction while she took you back into her mouth. Her hands still clenched to your ass as she began devouring you, acting as if she was having her final meal. 

All you could do was cling to the bedsheets and cry out into your pillow as Rhea took as much of you as she could in her mouth, her tongue piercing reaching brand new places. Due to your current position the tip of Rhea’s nose was repeatedly brushing against your entrance, adding fuel to the fire that was burning inside you.

“Gonna cum, Mami!” You pulled your head up from your pillow and moaned out. 

You could feel Rhea scoff against you before prying herself off your cunt, “No you’re not,” She groused, withdrawing all touch from you. “Such a spoiled girl, thinking you get to cum after teasing me when I’m working.”

“Please Mami! I’ll do anything- Just touch me, let me cum.” You pleaded, turning your head to look back at her with scrunched brows.

“You can beg all you want…but we both know that you won't cum until I say so.” Rhea’s tone was smug as she stood up from the bed. “Now…stay there and don’t even think about moving.” She growled on, making her way into the bathroom before closing the door behind her. 

You humphed to yourself, letting your head fall down to your pillow. It took everything in you to restrain your hands from touching yourself, but you knew if Rhea ever caught you pleasuring yourself she would push you to your breaking point. 

Several minutes had passed, your orgasm that was once near had seemingly wandered off. Your eyes were focused on the bathroom door as the knob rotated and Rhea emerged. Her shorts had disappeared and been replaced with a black strap-on…yet her chaps were still on. The sight alone had you arching your back as she lurched towards you.

“Look at you…all ready for Mami’s cock.” She murmured, crawling up behind you. She spat onto the silicon and slowly began jerking herself off, spreading her saliva over the toy before prodding at your slick coated entrance.

“Mami-” You purred out as the tip of Rhea’s toy pressed into your needy hole. Your walls were soon engulfing the entirety of her length. 

You had little to no time to adjust to her girth before she started ripping into you, leaving you at a loss for words. One of her hands was clamped to your hip while the other delivered a sharp slap to your ass before grabbing a fistful of your hair. “This is what you wanted isn’t it-” She groaned out while your cunt pulsed around her toy. “Sending me pictures of you whoring around the room, you were just begging to be ruined.”

The only sounds leaving your mouth were jumbled vowels mixed in with moans, she had you completely unable to form a sentence. You were powerless as Rhea pulled you up by your arms, bringing your back to press against her chest. 

You threw your head back against her shoulder as her hand trailed down to your clit, massaging quick circles against your swollen bud while continuing her merciless strokes.

“Don’t even think about it.” She whispered as you squirmed against her, letting out constant whines. Her free hand reached to wrap around your throat as you began rolling your hips back against Rhea. “Already fucking yourself against Mami’s cock?” She harshly questioned, her fingers adding more pressure against your clit, forcing a scream to come from your mouth.

“Such a slut.” Rhea lowly stated, letting go of the hold she had on you before pushing you back down to the bed. Her thrusts came to a halt as you rocked yourself on her cock. Her hand dropped a bitter spank on your skin, signaling for you to quicken your pace.

Rhea allowed you to fuck yourself on her strap while she caught her breath and admired the view she had of you. But your motions were abruptly cut off by Rhea’s hands firmly gripping your hips. You whimpered as she pulled herself out of you, leaving you empty.

Rhea flipped you onto your back before pulling you to sit upright. “You wanna ride Mami’s cock don’t you,” Her hoarse voice spoke, her hand moving to place her hat onto your head. You nodded, looking up to her with needy eyes while shifting to sit on your knees. “Use your words, princess.” She warned as her fingers gripped your jaw, taking control over you.

“Please, I've been waiting all night, Mami.” You swallowed, your breath shaking in anticipation as your hips wiggled with excitement.

“That’s it, good girl.” She hummed in approval, dropping the grip she had on your jaw. She brought herself to the head of the bed, resting her back on the headboard. You crawled up to her lap and situated your entrance to hover over Rhea’s tip. 

Your hands clutched Rhea’s shoulders as you began sinking yourself onto her length while moaning her name. As your hips started gradually bouncing, Rhea’s hands found themselves resting against your waist.

Meanwhile the pairs of your lips collided into a sloppy kiss. You whined into Rhea’s mouth, the piercing on her tongue brushing against your lip as her hands trailed to cup your breasts. Your eyes were glued shut as swayed yourself up and down Rhea’s length.

The overwhelming sense of pleasure was already washing over you. The combination of Rhea’s lips wandering to your neck, her digits toying with your nipples, and her cock being swallowed by your insides had your stomach contracting. 

Your pace picked up in speed as you tightened yourself around Rhea’s girth. As you focused on the movements in your hips Rhea’s attention was centered around your neck and collarbones, working on scattering reddish-purple marks against your skin. 

“Please-Can’t hold on any longer.” You pleaded with the woman through whimpers, your nails beginning to sink deeper into her shoulders. 

Rhea pulled herself from your neck, her hands moved to force your hips all the way to the base of her length. “Just one more minute, can you do that for me?” She questioned, her hands guiding you to rock back and forth.

“Y-Yes Mami,” You whimpered out at the sensation of your clit rocking against the leather band at the base of Rhea’s strap.

As the end of the excruciating sixty seconds neared your motions got sloppier with each motion. Rhea was sure guests in the other rooms  could hear your moans but you didn’t care, your mind was only focusing on not cumming at the exact moment.

“Open your eyes, pretty girl.” Rhea’s accent was thick as she spoke. “I want you to look at me while you cum all over my cock.” She added on while her fingers softly danced around your jawline.

Your eyes darted open once you heard Rhea finally give you permission to release yourself. Your vision was blurred by tears as you stared into Rhea’s oceanic blues. “Fuck-Oh! Mami!” You had barely managed to choke out, just seconds away from your climax. 

“C’mon,” Was the last thing you hear Rhea egg on before your orgasm flooded over you, leaving you crying out moans. Rhea’s hands moved to stabilize your twitching and shaking lower half. Quiet praises left your girlfriend's mouth as she helped you come down from your high. Your swollen lips placed a gentle peck against Rhea’s cheek as insignificant tears fell from your eyes.

“You okay, Princess? I didn’t hurt you did I?” Rhea’s gaze softened while her hands hurried to cup your face. 

You shook your head, giving her a weak smile, “Mm-mm, just felt really good…” You quietly replied as your arms wrapped behind Rhea’s neck. You gave Rhea a gentle smooch as she carefully pulled you off her length, the once black strap was now covered with scattered strings of whiteness.

“Alright, let’s get you cleaned up, pretty girl.”

[thatnonameuser]

May I bring you something to the yandere? I shall bring you: narcissist!reader. HEAR ME OUT. Power play (not sexual) is one of my favorite things ever, I can only imagine the power play they will bring.

Like the reader starts off being all nice and sweet but they are dumb. They can see 4 people their been talked to have been killed, they can put the pieces together and they can get evidence too.

Then the second the yandere strikes it when all the narcissism, gaslighting, bitching, whining, tantrums start. The reader doesn’t wanna shit either they wanna lay around and do nothing. Then the yandere realizing “hey I don’t fucking want this bitch”, that’s when the reader starts holding evidence over their head. “Pookie I saw you kill that very important person from the next door kingdom! One little call call and you’ll be gone gone”

(Sorry if their are any spelling mistakes and that this is so long)

-Anony🪼🪸🌊

Imagine...

Who wouldn't do what you were doing, if they were in your shoes?

You didn't ask to be here, didn't ask to have them be obsessed with you.

Why shouldn't you profit from this? Two princes, the heir of enormous fortune, a movie star, the new head of a secret organisation that can make people disappear, and over dozen more vying for your affection.

Were you cruel? Maybe, but they were too. The idiots killed off those losers for you. So they're not completely innocent.

Your lil cash cows and socialites had to remain unharmed for now. So you chose a random mob student, another to seduce and trick into doing anything you pleased.

Now an RSA student was dead, another drop of blood that never touched your clean hands. And now, your plaything of the week just realised how much you screwed him.

"Y-You lied to me!" You can't remember his name, and you're getting bored. Time to go. But first...

"I never lied, you're just an idiot." His ugly, face screws up in anger. "You're in big trouble now, huh?"

"What?!"

"Oh? You didn't know that our little corpse friend was a prince?" You smile as his face blanches.

"You- YOU BITCH!" He grabs you by your throat, but you aren't afraid. 3,2,1-

A fist flies into your plaything's face, and he collides with the ground with a loud thud.

"Took you guys long enough," You laugh, as Deuce pounds the boys face into a bloody pulp. You turn, and the enraged faces of your little first year lackeys. The bloodlust in their eyes would make that little twerp on the floor crap in fear.

"Are you alright? " Jack asks, his fingers graze the red mark around your throat. Ace, Epel and Sebek join Duece in beating the shit out of the idiot on the floor.

"Perfectly, in fact, let's play a game. Whoever can get him to scream the loudest gets a kiss from me~" You can practically see the hearts in their eyes, blind to your sadism.

Screams fill the air, scaring the birds from their branches, and the animals from their hiding spots. And you grin, an evil little thing you are and you know it. But to be honest, they make people like you afraid for their lives. You're just returning the favor.

[queerliblib]

holy cow, our library is ONE YEAR OLD today! 🥳 when we started working on this project, we were really hoping it would survive the first year — and today, on our anniversary, we’re overjoyed and honored to say it happened. <3

and guess what? we got you a present! 💝

check out our new lil merch drop with Worx Printing Union Co-Op! find our new long sleeve QLL Logo tee and Read Queer Books mug at our shop at the link in bio. all our merch is union-made in the US — so when you get your QLL swag, you’re supporting both the library and the rad folks that make it for us.

thank you for an incredible first year! let’s have another! 🎉 🍰 📚 🌈

[intimidating-fettuccine]

Time for another one of my favorite segments

Creepypasta as Flork of Cows, and Other Random Quotes!! Presented by Gummy Worm

Young Adult Slender: Great! Time to make this cubicle a home, time to add some flair!

YA! Slender: like this plate heater, and this sleeping bag

YA! slender much later in the sleeping bag: They can't fire you if you're doing a good job

YA! Slender: they can't ask you to leave if you tell them you're working

Tim: Well, I'm done with that mission, I think I'm done for the day

Tim: Oh hello slender, do you have another mission for me?

Slender grabbing Tim by the shoulders: WE ARE OUT OF MARGARITA MIX

Tim: my GOD

L.J. pouring water over some bones: Wow this bone in garden is great!

Jason and Y/N in the background: *absolutely shocked and horrified as L.J. touches a bone*

*camera zooms out and they're all standing in a graveyard*

Toby: I'm sure Ben will come out any minute!

Narrator voice cutting to Ben sitting in a chair looking halfway dead: He would not

Narrator: He was zooted out of his damn mind

*camera cut to Toby and Jeff standing right next to him*

Ben: Are you God?

Jeff who was the one narrating: That's flattering thank you

Y/N: Man sorting all these boxes is hard

Brian: Go take a break I'll do it.

Y/N coming back 10 minutes later with a coffee: Thanks man I really needed-

Y/N: *drops coffee*

Brian with a raging fire in the background: I said I'd Do it, not that everything would be fine when you got back.

Offender: Roast me!

Trender holding a paper with roasts: I don't know...well... okay

Trender Reading off the paper: You are the cum man. You stink. Stink man

Offender: *starts tearing up*

Trender reaching out: Hey are you o-

Offender smacking his hand: don't touch me

Toby: We are going to lunch I found a place

Toby: you don't get it. This place is so good it has its own DBZ oc

*cut to mural of said oc with the word 'Caliente' above*

Ben: Holy shit this lunch is going to go so hard

Helen: *playing the flute*

Smiley: Is that an August Grenser Baroque Flute?

Helen: Huh??

Helen looking down at flute which has "rats" on one end and "Autistic with hyper fixation" on the other: Oh hold on wrong setting

Younger Slender and Zalgo: *fighting*

Zalgo: Out powers are evenly matched. It means the only thing left to do is FUCK

Slender: That is NOT what that means.

Okay, pleadid enjoy merry holiday sorry I missed them, drink water please.

- Gummy Worm Anon

I will drink water so long as you do <3 But I am also letting you know that the next one should maybe be a lil shorter just because it was very glitched out in the app for some reason and it wouldn't let me answer it?? But it worked on desktop. Either way, I always appreciate your silly quotes <3 I hope you're doing well gummy worm :)

[mushramoo]

new mushramoo sona design dropping soon 👀 lil tiger cow mf

[cake-emu]

Coronation Street w/c 3rd Feb 2025

just needed to get some non-Swarla thoughts on the week's episodes out because they're all rattling around up there and I don't need them. i don't know how many other ppl on here actually watch the full episodes but feel free to add anything if you want

almost everything involving Logan was so laughble(/y bad) this week - all his prowling around the street (man's hiding behind Street Cars... Lisa could have literally been upstairs in the flat right at that moment loollll), his v underwhelming lil tussle with David in the funeral directors, and most egregiously when he just waltzed through the crowd (including Kit) right outside the Platts' house fire

who do you guys think started the fire? my money's still on Max. I really thought we were gonna get a just-awoken-from-a-coma confession cliffhanger at the end of Friday's episode but clearly they're dragging this whodunnit out a bit longer

Shona is such a woman of action, she just can't wait around can she. girl clambered down into the sewers to try to save Jenny and Johnny a few years back, and now she's running into a burning house

speaking of, that jumpcut when she was suddenly out of the house was so jarring on first watch omg

loved Jenny setting up a donation point at the Rovers. proper community-comes-together stuff

also Jenny being appalled at a t-shirt that had been donated, and then the reveal... 'I'm on fire!' ahahaha, great gag

you know those gendered insults that always get directed at women like "miserable cow", "face like a slapped arse" - well i am petitioning that they only ever get directed at Nick Tilsley from now on. man is the most miserable bore on the street

David literally told him he thought he had just seen Logan - somebody who is wanted for murder by the police in connection with the stabbing of a teenager - and Nick could not have cared less. BRO YOU HAVE A TEENAGED SON AT HOME, WHERE ARE YOUR PROTECTIVE INSTINCTS?? do you not want your community to be safe???

speaking of the teenagers, everything about the séance was peak camp, no notes, shame we didn't see more frankly

I've not seen a huge number of her scenes but I like Elle Mulvaney as Amy Barlow a lot. always a lovely understated performance from her

"Why'd you have to open your gob?!" "I could say the same about your legs!" RIP Leanne & Tracy's short-lived frenemies situationship

Lisa + Abi scenes were a lovely lovely surprise. I wouldn't mind seeing some kind of follow up to that at some point. Sally Carman-Duttine is so good

thank goodness the drought is finally over is all i can say. i missed our girls so much

who was Rob on the phone to at the end?? was it Mandy, the prison guard he's shagging, or a third party on the outside? (also, sort your life out, Mandy)

this is so unrelated to this week but I just went on the Corrie YouTube page and they randomly uploaded this "Most Searched Questions About Luca Toolan" video today, with Sydney Martin asking him the questions. I don't know why it just dropped this week lol but it's pretty adorable

[starlightshadowsworld]

Armed Detective Agency headcannons:

Fukuzawa has left Dazai in charge once, and only once.

Kenji has a cow plush that looks identical to his actual cow. And he tucks it in bed every night.

Kyouka went back to that arcade and won Atsushi a tiger plush. With a note that says "I'm not a cat. I'm a tiger."

Kunikida has let kids plait his hair while he's speaking to the police or their parents after a case has been completed.

Atsushi takes good care of all his poessions because he's never been allowed to own anything before.

Dazai doesn't ruin Kunikida's schedule enough to actually send him into a panic. He knows his limits, he abides by em.

Junichiro has gone to Kunikida for help when he's been struggling with his lessons.

Ranpo doesn't directly share his sweets but he'll randomly drop some he knows are the others favourites where they can find em.

Yosano is a legal doctor, she went to med school and crushed it without using her ability just to show she could.

Katai doesn't set an alarm he just gets dragged out of bed by Kunikida everyday.

Kyouka teaches Junichiro how to be steathly because she can sense his blood lust from a mile away.

Atsushi went to the zoo and a tiger tried to kidnap him. It picked him by the scruff of his neck and walked back into it's den.

Dazai just stood their laughing his ass off while Kunikida went to go help.

Ranpo will read all of Poe's novel even if he's already figured out the mystery.

There's pancake batter on the ceiling of the kitchen, no one knows how it got there.

Dazai stubbed his toe and just laid on the floor for 3 hours saying it was the end for him.

Kunikida had an emo phase and Katai has proof of it but won't show it to anyone.

Fukuzawa makes sure to spend time with atleast one member of the agency each day.

Junichiro is terrified of horror movies while Naomi loves them.

Atsushi learns to bake and whoever has a job with him gets a lil packet of their favourites.

Kenji has told his whole family and than some about his friends at the agency and tells the agency they'd love to meet them some say.

Ranpo has sent threatening messages to Atsushi's old Orphanage along with a whole bunch of evidence of their crimes and says he'll send it all to the police if they ever try and hurt him again.

Everyone has Fukuzawa's personal phone number and knows if they ring him he will show up no matter what.

[crow-n-tell]

Holy sea cow, Batman! That is so cool! You said you didn't have room for your Monty notes in the post but, do you still want to talk about them? Monty looks so awesome! You drew that fight scene so well!

Theidhdbsensis thank you! And to your question… maybe.. m… maybe

Okay only a lil n then I need to sleep cause I’ve been pulling a couple all nighters.

There isn’t much to stay about him, other than i based him off stalkers for a couple select reasons.

The color scheme (green, purple, lil bit of pink/red), the whole stalkers looking vaguely like gators, perhaps a BIT of laying some plot groundwork but don’tevenworryaboutthat, and stalkers in subnautica are somewhat friendly. On the basis you give them food they might like you awhile, if you hand over some metal you got on hand they leave you alone. Without a lil give from your side, stalkers are all take which isn’t nessarily gator like (cause like… gators. Gators will just eat you. Sharks are like okay? This is weird? New? I’m gonna put it in my face to understand it. GATORS? Nah. They look at you and they do not care if you might be as brittle and chalky as candy cigarettes, they WILL ASSUME YOU ARE FOOD)

I love Monty being a secret softy, so stalkers fit that personality to a t. Him being a lil more sentient than the average stalker means he’s probably gonna be rough and tumble for a while but then he’s gonna be your buddy with that whole excuse of “as long as your feeding me etc etc” so tsundere

There isn’t much to report otherwise on him, for now….. hmmmm OH BUT.

I did include him dropping a tooth when he was spitting out the seaglide! For people who don’t know, stalkers often lose teeth when they end up chomping metal - it’s a small detail but I thought it was fun :D

[tonydaddingham]

headcanon: Crowley invented the famous cheese rolling event where someone chucks a wheel of Gloucester down a hill and everybody flings themselves after it and it results in multiple severe injuries.

COOPER'S HILL MY BELOVED 💕 (my father is from gloucestershire and the attending of/participating in the cooper's hill cheese roll is frankly a rite of westcountry passage. kinda. depends on if you count gloucs as westcountry)

now look, completely agree - and i could see crowley absolutely doing that to be a nuisance, as is his right. but for me? that's aziraphale choosing to celebrate whit monday with a boujee lil picnic. but alas! he accidentally dropped a heavy-ass round of double gloucester cheese (he rather overestimated how much he'd need and instead brought the whole cow) and it rolled off down the hill. now, of course, he'd never do anything so uncouth as to run/tumble after it himself, but some passing locals very gallantly leaped after it to return it to the nice, comely angel wringing his hands over his lost lunch. when the brave, brave warrior who managed to catch it first returned it to him, he instead gifted it as a token of his gratitude, and carried on his merry way. purely accidental that this should henceforth become a tradition/festival.

the fact that it has since resulted in multiple injuries is absolutely not his fault, of course, but crowley found out about it all a century or so later and laughed so much it nearly made him sick.

tar barrels, however? in ottery st mary? now that is one of crowley's:

[totallyanopossum]

Your Boyfriend Peter

Looks are deceiving

Summary: Peter becomes obsessed with the innocent looking Y/N, who is so much more than she seems. She's got a hidden backstory and always wears long sleeves. Peter saves her and lets her finally know it's okay to not be okay. He'll be here for her rain or shine.

TW: Cutting

He first saw her when they were waiting in the hall for detention, he wondered what a small Lil innocent girl in a cute cow sweater was doing here surly she must be in the wrong place. He listened in as she talked with the guy near the door.” is this detention?”, “yeah just gotta wait for the teacher.. hey ain't you an honor student what are you doing here?”,” Oh well, Mr. Hendrix wouldn't let me go to the bathroom”, “Oh yeah he's a bitch but he'll usually let you during the last 10 min if you can hold it”, “this wasn't the kinda thing that could be held and I bled threw my pants and into the chair and so I waited till everyone else left and I took the chair and put it on his desk”, “Damm, but why are you were he should be disciplined”, “my behavior wasn't showing mature conflict resolution apparently but he did get talked to”. Peter thinks damn lil badass her looks are deceiving... I'll have to drop by Mr Hendrix later.

They go in and she sits in the back he takes the desk next to hers, fascinated he glances at her and sees she's actually doing homework. He draws but his sharpie dies and he starts cursing under his breath, she sees this and takes out a pen and taps his leg he's about to snap when he turns but just sees her holding out a kinda fancy-looking pen. He asks if it's for him, and she says it is, he takes it and nods thanks. He checks out the pen and it's nice, one side sharpie marker one side fine tip. When detention is over she's out the door so quickly he has to hurry after her. “hey your pen”, she stops and turns, looking him up and down, “You can keep it”.

He keeps the pen treasures it and works on a drawing for her, he's obsessed and starts following her, finds her locker, where she sits at lunch, and what she eats, he learns everything he can. He notices something else about her, a change in how her wardrobe changes going from cute colorful sweater outfits to jeans and a hoodie or jacket and band teas, he didn't expect her to listen to those bands. He notices how her makeup changes no more colorful intricate looks and turns into slept-in tight liner. He notes how the life, that spark leaves her eyes, how she's no longer on honor roll, how she's absent more. He wonders what has caused this change but is nervous to approach so he doesn't.

Last night she got beat up and passed out and woken up by a bucket of water being poured over her and screamed at to leave. She hurriedly packed luckily she has a car she bought herself,loads her stuff up and leaves she only had time to dry off and change at the bus bathroom then she headed to school. And of course, it was assembled day, and she had to listen to some lecture on shit. It's not even lunch and she's itching for something to take the edge off.

She is having a rough fucking day and needs something to help take the edge off, she sees the school bully Peter smoking in the hall. He’s never given her trouble before, so she heads toward him not caring if she gets a beating she'll take pain as an ethos as well.

Peter sees the girl that he's obsessed with come right up to him he doesn't know what to say but before he can she snatches his cigarette and takes a big inhale he's kinda impressed she doesn't start coughing but he's confused he didn't know she smokes, she's still puffing, “can I keep this one”, “uhh yeah it's your”,” thanks”, she gives him a lil wave and walks off. He's so confused but even more obsessed this is their first real encounter other than her letting him borrow and keep a pen of hers. All day he keeps thinking about how their lips both touched the same cig.

When his mind clears he wonders what sparked her behavior, she usually stays in the shadows and doesn't openly break the rules. So he follows her after school but she gets in her car and drives off, but she usually takes the bus or walks this is new. The next day at the break he sees her leaning against a tree and he goes to her and pulls out a cig, “want another”, she pulls out her earbuds, “huh”, “need another”, “oh fuck yeah”, he lights it up starting it for her and hands it off and they pass it back and forth, “thanks I needed this”, “no problem anytime”, “are you as scary as they say’, “sometimes yeah”, “cool”, bell rings and she heads to class.

That day she takes the bus, her friend lets her park her car at their place temporarily, when she gets off he follows her and watches from a distance as the one girl goes inside and she gets in her car and drives off. He thinks she's living in her car, what how long has this been going on? The next day Peter and Y/N get assigned a project together, Peter thinks this is the perfect opportunity to get closer and maybe ask some questions. He turns to her, “so we should get together and work on this��, “oh um yeah”, “we can go to my place”, “your parents won't mind”, “nah there chill”, “okay then when are you free”, “how about today”, “oh umm yeah sure umm here let me give you my number so you can send me the address”,he gets her number very glad to have it he sends her the address.

He goes right home and cleans up quickly. His parents ask what's up and he says how someone's coming over to do a project, his parents can't believe it but are good with it. She drives over to his place and sees they have a u drive way and plenty of parking space and she parks and goes and knocks. His mom opens the door as Peter comes down the stairs, she greets his parents. Peter takes her up to her room, his mom says she'll be up with snacks soon. They go into his room and she looks around, “you shoved everything in the closet when I was heading over did you?”, “yeah and under the bed”, “nice”. She goes over to some cushions in the corner, “can I”, “yeah”,he is kinda nervous having her in her now. She takes the cushion and sets it against the beds front board and she sits and gets out her laptop,”can I get the wifi password”, “yeah one sec”, he gets her the password and she starts woking. “so i don't usually do homework so how should we do this”,”oh don't worry I'll have this done in 20 minutes”, “what how?”,she pats the floor next to her and he sits and watches but is confused. “what are you doing?”, “first find the paper we need in Russian, second Google translate it, 3rd fix up the Grammar make it sound right and done”, “you know russian”,yeah its about all I have that connects me to my heritage”,he watches as she works, impressed.

A knock at the door and his mom comes in with fresh pigs in a blanket, “here you go”, “this was from the oven ms king you made fresh snacks”, “oh it's no big deal dear”, “thank you”. He sees the way she's eyeing the food,”go ahead eat”,she sets her computer down and dig in and starts eating,the way she eats shows him she's so hungry, “aren't you gonna eat?”,”eat as much as you want, she's making dinner later”. She eats almost all of it,”you full?”, “stuffed”, he eats the last few. She goes back to working,”anything I can do”, “yeah sure read threw this let me know if a part sounds weird”,he takes the laptop and does that and when he finds a weird part she reaches over to his lap and fixes it they get it all done quickly.”so that's done I should get going”, “you can stay and chill I got a good sound system we can listen to something”, “that sounds nice yeah if you don't mind”, “I don't mind”. So they chill and listen to music Peter is glad to see her smile and the life return to her eyes,”where's the bathroom”, “down the hall last left door”,she goes and seeing herself in the mirror she sees she actually smiling again and her eyes she looks alive again it makes her get emotional tear up a bit.

 She comes back and sits down and he sees somethings wrong,”you okay something wrong”, “I umm (wipes eyes) I'm okay”.Her voice cracking gave her away, “Y/N what's wrong you can talk to me”, “no you'll make fun of me like the others”, “others… no I won't, I won't tell a soul”. She's crying now, “I'm so tired”,he opens his arms to hug her. She sees this and takes the opening snuggling up to him and he holds her as she crys. She explains how her adopted parents have been pressuring her her whole life to be perfect and she finally broke and her grades are slipping and how they kicked her Monday and she's been living in her car and she's barely gotten any sleep In days. “Shhh shhh it I'll be okay I'll take care of the bully's at school and you'll stay here my mom will feed you make sure you gain that weight back and you'll be able to sleep soundly here”, “you you know the one good thing about all this has been that I lost weight”, “whyd you want that”, “I've never been skinny but didn't have a problem with being chubby but in the back of my mind I did wanna be skinny cause I've always wanted to be picked up and carried”, “huh that's not a reason to lose weight just a reason to find a strong guy”, “yeah where”,next thing she knows she lifted off the ground and he's holding her bridal style, “right here”, “woah but your so skinny”, “all muscle”,he walks her over to the bed and sets her on the edge,”so what you say you good with my plan”, “your plan?”, “yes you stay here I take care of bullies and my mom will fatten you back up”, she doesn't wanna have to rely on someone but right now she cracked open vulnerable, she nods yes. She hugs onto him pressing her face against his chest, “but your parents”,”dad was a foster kid he won't let you be homeless and mom she's got a big heart and loves to cook... we’ll head downstairs I'll explain to them and you can get whatever you need from your car okay”, “okay”,he wipes her face brushes her hair back and they go.

She goes and gets her bag from her car and he fills in his parents, when she comes back in she looks at them shyly, his dad says “your welcome here Y/N”, his mom says “do you have any food allergies things you hate”, “I prefer garlic powder to the actual thing but that's it”. “Just like peter” . Peter takes her back upstairs,”do you wanna shower or anything”, “yeah that sounds nice”, he takes her to the bathroom and gets her some towels,”feel free to use any of my stuff”, “thanks Peter”,she showers it's nice to finally feel fully clean, she drys off and changes into pj's and her hair wrapped in a towel she heads back to his room. “you got a blow dryer”, “yeah over here”,he gets it out for her. She dries her hair then gets some brushes and stuff from her bag and goes over to the bed,”can I”, “yeah what's mine is yours”,she sits on the bed and starts to braid her hair he watches fascinated he knows how to braid but never been very good at it,your really good at that, “thanks ... can you braid?”, “yeah but not very well”, “I could teach you or do it for you”,that idea is so tempting to have her touch him and do his hair. “Another time you need to rest”,she yawns “yeah”.

 After doing her hair she lays down and the pillow it smells like him she likes it, “thank you for the drawing peter I really like it I didn't know you were so talented”, “you knew it was me”, “yeah smelled like sharpie and cigarettes your the only one who smokes I know”, he lifts up his shirt and turns his back to her showing her his tattoo,”did you design it”, “yeah I design all my tattoos”, “you have more”,”yeah but there below the belt so for another time”, “it's pretty so detailed”. He puts his shirt back on and lays down facing her they just look at eachother he sees she's tired,his mom calls out dinners ready, “are you hungry or wanna sleep”,”I'm still full I wanna sleep”, he gets up and pulls the blanket over her,”you sleep”, he goes and eats. When he comes back she's asleep, seeing her asleep in his bed he likes that sight a lot. He changes and gets ready for bed. He hears her and looks over, looks like she's having a nightmare she wakes up startled,”hey it's okay just a nightmare”,she nods and he gets in and lays down and puts a hand on her shoulder trying to comfort her, “they'd kicked me out before temporarily before I had a car and I had nowhere to go I woke up to a man humping my leg trying to get my pants off... that's what tye nightmare was about”, “I won't let anyone hurt you anymore.”

She reaches out and puts a hand on his chest. He looks down and sees her arm it's covered in scars. That's when he realizes he's never seen her in short sleeves before. “You always wear long sleeves this is why”,she pulls her arm back,”oh shit umm”, “it's okay I don't judge you can I see”,she nods and holds out her arm and he feels the scars, “your not mad”, “oh no never”, “I needed something to take away the pain I couldn't waste the money on drugs so pain is what I used.. that day I took your cigarette I was on my way to cut in yeh bathroom but the cig worked good too”, “I won't stop you from cutting or smoking just let me know if you need bandages okay I'll clean you up”, “thank you Peter”. She starts to cry a bit, he grabs her and pulls her into a hug and holds her rubbing her back,”what's a cute pet name in Russian”,”малютка”,she helps him learn to pronounce it,”close your eyes clear your head rest I've got you малютка”. She does as he says and falls asleep quickly, he stays up a while and just watches her.

The alarm goes off in the morning waking them,”what's that”, “it's the alarm”, “oh what time is it”, “6:30 got half an hour to get ready”, “mmm okay”. He releases her and she stretches and gets up,they get up and get ready she changes and does her makeup doesn't take her to long,he takes longer to get ready and while he's getting his accessories she comes over to take a look, “wow you got lots of gear”,”yep you like it?”, “yeah I've always thought you look cool”,  “thanks wanna try some”,”really?”. He nods and she says yes so he picks out a collar that matches his and puts it on her it's big on her but he likes how it looks you can definitely tell it's his,and he puts a chain belt on her,you'll need this till you gain back your weight and your pants fit right again,she looks in the mirror, “thanks Peter”. They head down and have breakfast and take their lunches and walk to the buss stop,he sees her get nervous,”I'll take care of the bully's dont worry about that ive got”,he notes how she reacts when he says that ,”what does малютка mean”, “umm it means baby lil one”, last night she was raw and open and rn she's feeling more shy with how close she's gotten with him but she won't push him away,”and how would I say my”, “moy”, “it I'll be okay moy малютка... is it okay I say that”, “yeah .. well umm it is it's just something you only say to someone very close and special to your heart” ,”so it's not something said lightly”, “yeah”, “good.”

The bus arrives, “walk in front of me to the back”, she does as he says he notes the whispers and stares so he puts a hand on her waist as they walk and eveyones goes silent deadly silent. They sit he sees she anxious and scratching at her arm, “do they hurt”, “no just when they heal they get itchy”, “do you need something to take the edge off rn”, “I can hold out but a smoke at break would be nice”, “your on”, he puts an arm around her and is holding her to him, to his surprise she presses against him leaning into his hold,they get close to school. “I wanna let everyone know not to mess with you and the best way is for them you see me holding touching be near you, you okay with that?”,she swallows knowing that is the best tactics and she is okay with it she likes the contact but everything from last night and him calling her a pet name it's confusing her feelings a bit,”yeah I'm okay with that”,he can see she's a bit shy nervous but understands it's not from being uncomfortable it's from feelings. So they head onto school him right behind her and a hand on her waist when she stops by her locker. He glares at everyone who looks their way and he's never more than 2 feet away from her. At break they share a smoke he lights it for her and notes a slight blush when he passes it to her. “How you doing darling”, “nervous but that's going away”, “your doing good”. The day goes well no run inside or trouble,bus ride back home she's tired from being stressed all day and she leans her head on him so quietly she didn't even mean to say it outloud but he hears “why's he smell so good”,he doesn't comment playing off that he didn't hear her.

They get back to his house and he cleans up his desk so she has a place to do homework and he lays in bed and watches her, eventually getting up and standing beside her “whatcha doing”, “homework obviously.. but I'm almost done”, “good”. She finishes the work then sits in the pillow corner, puts on her headphones and starts writing on her phone,he's curious and goes to her, “sorry I'm used to being alone and don't want get in your way bother you”, “you won't bother me whatcha doing you”, “i draw I write”, “ooo what kinda stuff”, “umm it's a bit embarrassed but I write fan fics and short stories”, “you don't gotta say more..but umm can I sit with you”, “your like a dog ain't you, cute caring protective always wanna be close and wears a collar”,she reaches up and tugs on his collar a little, he realizes she's the shy type in publicity but relaxes in private, and the collar tug did something to him,”okay never thought about it like that but it's accurate”,she moves forward, “come on moy shchenok sit” ,he sees how she opened up a spot behind her and he moves into it with her between his legs he's surprised when she leans back on him and tilts her head up, “hmmm your warm”, he puts his arms around her, “your cold... why”, “bad circulation get cold easily”, “don't worry I'll keep you warm”, she sits and continues writing on her phone and he's so happy to be her chair and keep her warm. “What does moy shchenok mean”, “my puppy”, his hearts pounding and cheeks flushing he's so happy. He doesn't even notice her movements till she puts down her phone and lays against him fully and grabs onto his hands closing her eyes, “tired?”, “like a really deep tired and….. Peter I wanna cut see the pretty red feel the sting of steel”, :how badly do you want to”,”I can still hold out”, he holds her tighter,”let me know when you can't”,she nods.

It's dinner time and they eat. It's nice ,his parents are nice even ask about her day and tell Peter to watch over her. After dinner they change into pj's and she braids her hair. “Did you read over my shoulder when I was writing earlier”, “no if you wanted me to read it you'll give it to me”,I only share my writing on tumblr I'm so nervous about facing some irl who knows the freaky and weird stuff I'm into”, “what about me ... maybe I'm a freak too”, “gimme some time I'll warm up and share more”, “I'll be waiting”. They get in bed and she puts on a movie on her computer, “where'd you get there your not on Netflix”, “I pirate movies”, “there's so much your hiding under the innocent look”, “oh yeah”. Movie is over they lay down to sleep not cuddling like last time but he feels her hand grab onto his arm and he likes the contact too.

Next day is going okay, their at break sharing a smoke but when she walks back from the water fountain one of her bully's gets in her path and starts getting in her face and starts saying shit saying how she's whoring herself out for protection and other stuff. Peter sees and grabs the guys collar lifts him up and tosses him aside and stomps on the hand he put on her. He goes to her “you okay”, “yeah I'm fine he didn't hurt me”, “come on let's go”,he leads her off the yard and into an empty hall and hugs her he feels her shaking,”shhh shh it's okay whatd he say to you”, “called me a whore saying I'm fucking you for protection saying I'm a sorry accuse for a fuck pathetic ugly thing who should just die”, he wants to go kill the guy but she needs him more she's what's important, “oh moy malyutka don't believe a word he said... your no whore and anyone would be lucky to have you”,”Ty moya spasitel'naya blagodat', Piter Bozhe, ya byla by tvoyey shlyukhoy, yesli by mogla ostat'sya ryadom s toboy”. He doesn't ask what it means he know she needed to say something but wasn't ready for him to know and that's okay. “We can leave, skip the rest of the day if you want”, “I'm not a quitter”, “okay then”, the rest of the day goes okay. She's kinda depressed and nervous but at least he didn't get called in for stomping the guy.

They get home and she does her homework lazily just enough for completion, they jam to some music he put on he thought I'd help and looks like it did. After dinner and pj's, he sees her scratching at her arm scratching to hard, “do you need to cut malyutka”,she looks at him big sad teary eyes and nods yes,he goes and hugs her, “do you have the stuff”, “in my bag”,she gets up and digs around and pulls out a pencil cases she stands there nervously, “i've never done this with someone else in the room”, “I can leave”, “no .. don't leave me”,he goes and picks her up and carries her to the bed setting her down and gets in himself, “I won't leave you ever okay I'm right here whatever you need”, she takes off her jacket and sets it down then opens the case and gets out a blade she looks at him,he gives her his best comforting look. He watches as she cuts and he does find the blood pretty. He sees her go for bandages and stuff, “you're done?”, “yes”, “here let me clean you up I'm pretty skilled at bandaging”, “okay”,he bandages her up, cleans up the stuff and hugs her and kisses the top of her head. “Anything you do after?”, “cry usually”, “well how about a movie and some cuddles and crying if you feel like it”, “that sounds good... I like your cuddles”, “I like yours too your so soft.”

 They put on a movie and cuddle. He's careful of her arm as he holds her to him. “I got a confession.” ,”Yeah”, “you looked really hot today when you threw that guy around and stomped on him”, “you liked that .. I was worried I scared you”, “you don't scare me ... like I said I'm a kinda a freak”, “was it me hurting him or showing off my strength tossing him around that you liked”, “I liked how you hurt him protecting me and your strength seeing how easily you could toss someone around”, “good to know I like learning things about you learning, what you like”. She pushes against him trying to get closer so he pulls her tighter against him, liking the feeling too. They fall asleep like that tightly cuddled together.

[mossfrg]

on a similar vein as my Jersey Gotham fic, I raise you this point: I have not seen a single mentioned of 4-h in any regard to Clark. I mean c’mon, super country boy Clark motherfucking Kent??? Not involved in 4H??? Absurd. My mans was involved in AT LEAST rifle, horse, and cow clubs. Maybe a lil goat club as a treat. (Fuck sheep I have a personal vendetta with them so only sheep slander here). He still has the pledge memorized. He defaults to showing posture when nervous. You bet your ass this man can get any stain— shit blood mud— out of whites because “No I don’t need a dry cleaner Bruce do you know how hard it is to keep an all-white outfit all-white while in a barn I did that when I was seven fuck you”

Clark drops random stories from his time showing and then moved on like he hasn’t just dropped the craziest farmer bullshit city-boy Bruce has ever heard.

“Y’know i once got drunk and stole a tractor and plowed a dick into the field.”

“I’m sorry what?”

“nah nothing.”

Mans just casually drops that he helped establish breed standards multiple times and refined show standards for said breeds. He started a petition to change the classes for showing to include companion animals. PETA has stalked him and has him on their black list. He was excused of all tardies in school because during calving season, he regularly gloved up and pulled calves (bc why bother using an actual calf pulled when you have an alien with super strength).

Yes Clark is an alien, but he is a feral farm boy alien.

[waterdeep-weavemoss]

Over

It was all over, this mess of blood and bone; smears on the marble and arterial spray on their faces told a story, the desperate wild hare madness in his eyes told another. Doe spat a glob of blood to the floor, her own, sank to her knees. He was sprawled, wings crooked with breaks, dragged himself up and clutched her by the shirt, the splits in his knuckles slowly letting blood.

'It's over,' she said, held upright by his body, leaning into his warmth. They had just tried to kill each other. 'Enough. Enough.'

'It's not over,' he rasped, pulling her forward and off-balance. 'You wretched creature, what have you done to me?'

'I had hoped a permanent death,' she croaked, hands on his chest as he fell back. 'You look like shit.'

'And you look radiant,' he said, grinning with bloodied teeth up at her. 'A valiant effort, little mouse.'

She coughed, sending blood-flecked spittle to his ruined shirt. I'm not done yet, she wanted to say. I just have to stop you getting to the rejuvenation pool. 'Piss off.'

'I've not had such an enthusiastic playmate in a long time. These fools are cowed with a glance, these days, but you...' There was a horrible growling gurgle in his throat, and she realised he was laughing. 'You just spark anew with fury and power.' He grabbed the back of her neck. 'Stay. Fight with me, alongside me, back to back against all the realms.'

'You're mad.'

'Better we be allies. You know my weaknesses. I know yours. You know it makes sense, mouse. I can see that mind of yours turning it over. Better-'

'-The devil you know, yeah. Except I don't know you.'

He rolled his eyes, fixed her with a piercing stare. 'I'll put that down to the blood loss and the adrenaline crash. You know me.'

'I know you fucking hate clerics,' she said, gesturing to Hope's smoking corpse.

'Auspicious that you're a little sorceress then, hmm?'

'And you have a weakness for bad poetry.'

He growled softly, frustrated. 'Mouse.'

'Ah. The crown. That's your weakness.'

'No,' he said, pulling her away with one hand and rising to his feet with the aid of the other. He picked her up with a grunt, wincing from his injuries. She whimpered in pain but said nothing as he went, slowly, towards the waters that would heal them both. He dropped her in the water, watched her sink and rise spluttering, her injuries knitting together. He waded in, settling around her with a soft laugh.

'Well, what then?' I'll find out right now, in these red-tinged waters.

Raphael tsked, pushing her wet hair back from her face. 'It's you, of course.' He smirked as she bristled. 'And your weakness is me.'

'No it fucking isn't,' she said.

'You should have pressed your advantage,' he snarled. 'You did not. You let me live, your bleeding mortal heart. You are weak. Weak in exactly the way I am. I could have killed you a dozen times over and I didn't. Because it's you, you vexing little thing. And I hate it.'

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[klance-headcanons-official]

Keith and lance are so epic: the musical Odysseus and Penelope coded

Penelope was waiting for her man’s and dealing with suitors and lance was blissfully unaware that HIS man was in a fucking abyss for two years

EPIC!AU TIME 🤗 not the odyssey, idk much about the odyssey BUT I really like epic

So Keith is in odys place (I am NOT typing out Odysseus’s whole name, no sir)

And lance is in Penelope’s place

Keith is having to deal with the equivalent of a ten year war that became twenty years, dropping a baby off a ledge bc of the gods, lotus eaters, cyclops, doxxing himself to the Cyclops, his goddess(Athena.. probably) dipping bc he doxxed himself, the wind god giving him the wind bag, Poseidon, being close to seeing his husband then being whisked away because of his DUMBASS CREW OPENING THE WIND BAG, Circe, the underworld, being stupid when the Prophet is literally talking about him, tweaking and becoming a ‘monster,’ sirens, Scylla, 6 men dying because of Scylla, a mutiny, crew kills cows, Helios or Apollo telling Zeus, HIS CREW NOT LISTENING THEN THEM ALL DYING, trapped for seven years, tweaking and hearing the voices of his bestie, his mom, the ex bestie who started the mutiny, his goddess getting tf beat outta her by her dad so she could help him, Hermes helping him, Charybdis, Poseidon for like the third time, getting home, killing 108(?) suitors, then having to prove to lance that he is indeed Keith by telling him how he made their bed out of the tree they first met under. Yk how it is! Typing this out really made me realize how much ody did

Then lance having to deal with the equivalent of thinking his husband won’t be gone for long, but it ends up being twenty years, raising their kid who’s barely a year old, having to deal with rude ass suitors coming into his home and eating his food, drinks, eventually hurting his kid, AND this suitors? Yeah, they weren’t old enough to fight in the war Keith was in, so he probably knew these men while they were learning to walk! Meanwhile he’s weaving and unweaving a shoud(???) so the suitors fuck off til he’s done, a maid or something telling on him, so he has to make them do a challenge aka stringing Keith’s old bow, which is very hard, and shooting through 12 axes

Keith thinking only of lance and their kid the WHOLE 20 years. AND! The suitors made a plan to hurt lance and kill their kiddo 🤗 but then they all die so it’s ok

I think that ody is in the crowd while Penelope is speaking about the challenge? Then he goes up, Athena disguises him as a begger or something, strings the bow easily, shoots through the axes, then goes on his lil killin spree. And I think he’s nude while he does that. And I think that’s funny, anyways

I’m really passionate about this idea, sorry

- Vee 💜

GUESS WHAT, new saga (the vengeance saga) out on Halloween! :33

I have no idea what that is but it sounds cute and I trust u so 👍👍