#ew special treatment?

[kitteecassee]

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[sybbi]

I understand you don't want kids and the thought of pregnancy is icky and society still overwhelmingly pressures people with uteruses to become baby factories and going against that grain is opening yourself up to a litany of unwarranted criticisms and 'what ifs' and even outright hostility from people who do not have your best interest at heart and that can be tiresome and angering but listen:

You still have to be nice to both children AND pregnant people

[sansgout]

i'm never gonna get over the fact that vincent has the audacity to treat rody's assumption as if it's 100% indisputably unjustified like homie . . .

you just killed and cooked this guy's ex you just bit off his fckn ear

and you're over here like "??? excuse me wtf do you think happened in this totally normal and healthy work environment: dude got FIRED ffs"

vincent "how dare you imply i'm worse than i already am" charbo.nneau

[sunrise-on-the-shore]

the idea of psych wards is actually funny when you think about it too much.

[dontlookatmytmntcollection]

hey so how do you think the bay boys would deal with having a s/o who sometimes randomly cups their cheeks and gives them forehead kisses and then a kiss on the mouth while saying they love them or call them handsome and then they proceed to leave unless their boyfriend yanks them into a hold so they stay put? Happens once a day as long as s/o is not feeling negative vibes?

Affectionate S/Os are treasures to be protected, and I agrue every single Bayverse guy NEEDS an affectionate S/O like this.

But everyone has a different personality, right? I think Raph and Donnie need physical affection like this the most, but Mikey and Leo would be the ones most likely to initiate this kind of thing to you. But anyway-

This is how THEY react.

Enjoy!

Random Kisses X Bayverse Turtles

Mikey

-Loves that you do this shit often enough that he can pretend he's the shit.

-Thinks it's funny when your kissing and babying him and he can preen.

-Looking around the room like he's a big, strong man that owns world while you are making "kiskiskiskiskis" noises to his cheeks.

-Also loves to play victim.

-Is the boyfriend that, if asked, "Do you need kisses?" Mikey'll curl up under you and nod pathetically- even if he had an awesome day.

-"You okay, baby?" You ask.

-"Mmm." He makes a dismissive noise into your chest.

-"You need kisses, baby?" You ask.

-"Mmhm." He moans sadly.

-You press hundreds of those tiny, rabid fire kisses to the scales of his scalp.

-Then when you stop your met with another sad, pathetic groan.

-Mikey is also the boyfriend most likely to give you the same disgusting treatment. -Always looking for an opportunity for ambush kisses.

-Be careful

Leo

-He doesn't like it if he's already overwhelmed or preoccupied

-It can overstimulate him

-But he NEEDS that connection. He needs affection.

-if things are calm, if all the chores are done and it's time to decompress and relax (something he's learning how to do)

-and he's sitting down or curled up with you-

-he compelelty melts. Literally. Physically into you.

-he usually tries to hide his smile or stop himself from laughing.

-"Stopp, this isn't-" "staap"

-Its so fucking adorable. He's fun cuz he can be that fucking awesome, badass, highly specialized and experienced superhero- then also be a needy cuddle bug that practically begs for attention and needs to be held all the time.

-he also the second most likely brother to give the same treatment.

-Loves to surpise you with kisses and hugs.

Raph

-He's had a very difficult time reciprocating this level of cuteness to you without prompt, its something he's working on

-However

-In front of people, he's all like, "Ew. No. Stop. Get off me. This is dumb. I'm a man."

-Then during cuddle times HES the one who crawls into your lap and kinda just...begs with his eyes.

-Also he's hilarious because he sucks, SUCKS at pretending he doesn't actually freakn love it.

-It's hard for him to NOT smile around you when he wants to. So if your ambushing him infront of others or by himseld he's like, trying to push you away while saying, "S-stop, no." But his smile is super wide and he can't look at you in the eyes

-It's disgusting 😭

-Its also extremely meaningful to him, when you do this. Gets him feeling attractive and adored- he won't admit it but it's kinda hard for him to hide that he's flattered too.

-If he's been having a hard, overwhelming season and you pull that while alone with him, it's a struggle not to pull you closer and cry.

Donnie

-Unlike Leo, this is the best way to distract Donnie.

-If he's feeling overwhelmed by work or tasks- calling his name then grabbing his cheeks and kissing him all over will turn his internal world into a very quiet, loving place instantly.

-Hes usually pretty confident, and it's easy for him to talk, but if you do this he'll get all shy and embarrassed

-His smile is super wide and he pulls his head back on his neck while trying to lean away or avoid looking at you

-It's SO fucking cute

-The hardest part about this is if he's not sitting down-

-This shit is extremely difficult

-I don't care how tall you are. Donnie is taller and it's DIFFICULT to ambush him with face or head kisses.

-You just know 90% of your relationship with from his perspective is you looking up at him doing grabby fingers

-Good luck with that

[exhaslo]

Over-Time Ch4

(CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader)

Ch1, Ch2, Ch3

Warning: MINORS DNI, eventual smut, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing, fluff

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"This is the big bad CEO's office," Lyla said with a wide smile as she stood proudly in front of the large set of doors.

Your eyes could only widen as you thought of the man behind those doors. Such a powerful person was able to make Alchemax what it was. This was going to be your future boss. As nervous as you were, you had to make a good first impression!

"Stop scaring the new girl,"

Your ears perked up as you recognized the voice. Your breathing nearly halted as the doors began to open, revealing Miguel.

"Huh? Miguel? Y-You're...You're the C-CEO?"

Your heart stilled for a moment as you recalled everything you had done. Your clumsiness for bumping into the CEO on your interview day, chatting with him so casually in the elevator and showing every form of weakness possible.

As you heart started to gain pace, your chest swelled with regret. It was difficult, but you held back your tears. Noticing the treat on his desk, you immediately bowed your head,

"I-I'm so...so sorry! I-I-"

"There is no need to apologize. It is I who should give my apologies. I was the one who deceived you." Miguel said with a smile.

"Ew, your smiling." Lyla muttered.

As Miguel bickered lowly with Lyla, you still felt your head spinning a mile a minute.

"Anyway-" Miguel gently shoved Lyla to the side, "I was more so enjoying the presence of someone who did not know who I was, which led me to fooling you. For that, I apologize."

"Ah-" You gasped, finally letting yourself breathe, "S-So...was I hired...because of...of my skill or-"

"Duuuuuh, girl. This guy doesn't know the meaning of special treatment. He's just a big oaf." Lyla pitched in with a smug eating grin. Miguel could only grumble to her response,

"Please ignore her statements about me. I look forward to working with you from now on. As you know, Lyla will be going on vacation very soon. During this time she will guide you on everything you will have to do. That is, if you are still willing-"

"Yes! Yes I am!" You nearly shouted before covering your mouth, "S-Sorry, I am. I really want to better...myself and you have given me this um, opportunity."

Glancing up at Miguel, you felt butterflies in your stomach as he smiled towards you.

"I'm glad to hear that." His voice was still so gentle, "Well, I have a meeting I must get ready for. Why don't you take the rest of the day off and we will see you tomorrow, yes?"

"Y-Yes!"

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Miguel was the CEO. Miguel was the CEO. MIGUEL WAS THE CEO OF ALCHEMAX! AND I MADE A FOOL OF MYSELF!

The thoughts raged through your mind as you quietly sat on the bus on your way home. Biting your nail, you tried to calm down, but it was no use. Despite Miguel being so kind to you, you still couldn't stop from recalling your foolishness.

You had to make it up to him.

You HAD too.

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"Why are you being so nice?" Lyla asked once the two entered Miguel's office.

"Am I not human?" Miguel said with a snort, "Is it so wrong of me to treat another with kindness? I am surrounded by selfish fools and greedy bastards every second of the day. It is nice to have a change."

"Yeah, but I really don't want to see her bend over on your desk crying your name out when I come back."

"Lyla!" Miguel felt his cheeks burn, "You know me better than that."

"I do. Which is why I'm totally predicting a few outcomes."

"You have little faith in me,"

Miguel sat at his desk and let out a heavy sigh. As nice as he may have seemed to you, Lyla was not wrong. As a man, Miguel already had a thought, though for a mere second, of you under him. The face you might make when he shoved his dick inside those walls of yours.

"You're totally thinking about it now, gross." Lyla chuckled, "You're lucky she's a quiet one, but....that's also a problem."

Clearing his throat, Miguel rid himself of those naughty thoughts as he listened to Lyla.

"I know. (Y/n) will get eaten alive by my business partners. I'm sure you can find a way to boost her confidence in this short amount of time."

"Against those horny old bastards? Duh," Lyla hummed before plopping herself against Miguel's couch, "It's her I'm more worried about."

"She hasn't-"

"Every women who tries to enter your life has fled because of her. You're lucky I have the biggest pair of balls in his city to even stand a chance against that snake."

"I recall...I wonder if she still has your bite marks-"

"Bitch better! They were sharp and clean from my dental appointment!" Lyla huffed before fixing her hair, "But even so, not even I am capable of preparing someone against her. I fear that your new assistant will be eaten alive."

"Then I'll be the only one of us to have faith in (Y/n)."

"Hm,"

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Miguel inhaled deeply as he stood against his balcony, enjoying the quiet night. It felt strange to not be so stressed out after a long day of work. Taking a sip of his drink, Miguel couldn't help but recall your expression from earlier.

You looked like a deer caught in headlights once Miguel revealed himself. Your face turned bright red and your words fumbling with each other. It was cute. Miguel assumed that you were overthinking and panicked.

But, he still had faith in you. You hadn't made any sort of move to try and win him over yet. Most tend to try and meet with Miguel after hours. Instead, you sent another apology email for your actions and for the salty snack.

"How has such a little mouse survived this long? In this city of predators like myself?"

Humming to the thought, Miguel also recalled that 'snake' that Lyla brought up. All Miguel had to do was hide your existence for the next few months and you'll be fine.

"Hm, but will she be fine against me?"

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It was day two of you officially working at Alchemax. Lyla was going to show you the ropes.

However, you had to get Miguel's morning coffee.

"Miguel turns into such a grumpy beast when he doesn't have his coffee. I've already memorized his order, but I wrote it down for you along with the place we get it from. I also put my order on there, and feel free to get yourself something."

"A-Are you sure? This is the company card." You stuttered, feeling a little nervous about a simple coffee run.

"It's Miguel's card and he doesn't mind. Once we've all had our energy, I'll start showing you the first morning tasks."

"Okay,"

You tried to stop shaking as you put the card and paper in your wallet. Hurrying downstairs, you tried to calm down. This was your first unofficial task for Miguel. A simple coffee run. How bad could it really be?

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You shuddered as you stood in front of your old job. Your hands trembling as you held the piece of paper in your hand. You hardly worked this early in the morning, so it would make sense why you never thought of Alchemax workers getting their coffee from here.

Hell, you hardly even noticed how close the two jobs were to one another.

Inhaling deeply, you made your way inside. Sweat rolled down your neck as you saw your old co-workers in the middle of a rush. Each of them yelling out orders and ingredients. As long as they stayed busy and didn't notice you, it would be fine.

"Wel-Oh! (Y/n)! Nice of you to join us."

And there was the hostility.

"What?! She's here?! After she didn't show up for my shift yesterday?!"

"....I....quit...." You whispered, trying to hide behind the line of people waiting for their order.

"Well since you're here, clock in and help us."

"I....can't," You tried to say.

Didn't your manager tell everyone that you quit? You made sure to call them last night to inform them that you weren't going to work there anymore. You quit this toxic job for Alchemax. So why, why is everyone still so harsh?

"(Y/N)! We need the help!" Another coworker yelled out.

You were shaking as everyone started to stare at you. The paper in your hand starting to crumble as you shook. They didn't need your help. You were just going to make a mess with how busy it was. They just wanted to yell at you.

"I-I can't! I'm just here for my new job!" You nearly cried out.

"Tch, what a liar."

And there it was. You lowered your head as the line kept moving. The stares you were getting were intense. Everyone probably thought that you were an asshole. As you waited, you felt your phone buzz.

"H-Hello?" You stuttered.

"Ah! (Y/N)! I hope it isn't too late, could you-"

"(Y/N)! I heard from the others that you refuse to help, especially after not showing up yesterday. We need to have a word in my office." Your morning manager hissed.

"B-But...I-I-"

"It seems busy. I'll text you the item." Lyla said before hanging up.

Oh, how you wanted to cry. What were you to do? You could never stand up to the managers. Why didn't the night manager inform everyone that you quit?

"To. My. Office."

"What seems to be the problem?"

Your breathing hitched as you turned to find Miguel. You couldn't hold back the tears as Miguel placed his hand against your shoulder. It was amazing. Everyone immediately froze as they stared at your new boss. Were you the only one who didn't know that he was the CEO?

"You're-" Your manager snapped out of his shocked state, "I was just going to handle my associate about her teamwork and customer service."

"Your associate?" Miguel scoffed, "From my understanding and resources, she quit your establishment last night. (Y/n) works for me now. If this shop doesn't wish to treat my associates fairly, then Alchemax will gladly take our business elsewhere." Miguel said firmly, motioning you to follow him out.

"I'm sorry, sir! We weren't aware that she quit. Please, allow us to make you your drink on the house-"

"We don't need your charity. Instead, apologize to her."

"S-Sir, I...I really-"

"Don't let them talk down to you as if you're nothing," Miguel whispered in your ear, "You deserve to be treated fairly."

As if something was stuck in your throat, you could only nod towards Miguel. Glancing towards your old manager, you waited for his forced apology. You still didn't like the stares. You knew that you could never come back here after this.

It took a minute, but your old manager finally apologized. Miguel just smirked before walking you out of the shop. Finally feeling like you could breathe, you turned to face Miguel once you were a good distance away.

"I-I'm sorry for causing t-trouble...B-But...How did you know I-I was there?" You asked with a stutter. Miguel removed his hand from your shoulder,

"I normally come in a little late to give Lyla her 'beauty time' as I call it. It also gives her time to get my morning coffee without having to rush. I tend to take this route every now and then and couldn't help but notice you in the café."

"I'm sorry I'm being a burden already," Frowning as you lowered your head, you stared at the crumbled paper in your hand, "I couldn't even get this right-"

"Don't cry," Miguel hushed, lifting your chin, "You can't blame yourself for the foolish acts of others."

"I'm sorry," You whimpered once more. Miguel just let out a soft sigh, wiping a tear away,

"Come. I don't have a meeting for another hour or so. Why don't we spend some time looking for a new coffee shop? I wouldn't want you going back to that hostile place."

Watching Miguel hold his arm out, you sniffed as you calmed down. Lyla said that Miguel was a beast without his coffee, but he was still ever so kind to you. Taking his arm, you gladly took Miguel's offer as you spent some time getting to know your new boss.

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Lyla pouted as she sat in her office, staring at the clock.

"Where the hell is my coffee?"

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[thehollowwriter]

Summary: A short fic/drabble in which Ace takes notice of how lenient his dorm leader is with you...

(Pls reblog and leave a comment ❤)

Playing Favourites

Riddle Rosehearts was doing better. That was something Ace could definitely confirm. Since his overblot, he had been far more lax on the rules, even exempting the more ridiculous ones.

Of course, he was still strict. Rules, while not the be all end all anymore, were still important to him.

Ace knew it was because Riddle cared and wanted Heartslabyul to succeed, but it was annoying when he was often a victim of aforementioned strictness.

What annoyed him even more was that, for all of Riddle's sterness and nagging, it all completely fell apart when it came to you.

Whenever you got into trouble or broke the rules or did something that had him turning red in the face, Riddle's spine turned to jelly.

It was, in Ace's eyes, a blatantly obvious and- dare he say- shameless case of picking favourites. Riddle didn't let you just do whatever you wanted, but he was... softer with you. More lenient.

It was, to be perfectly honest, because he had a huge crush on you. Not that Riddle himself knew this of course. According to the redhead, all he knew was that his heart beats like mad and his brain turns to mush when he's around you for reasons be could not understand.

Ace was going through this in his head as he looked at you, the two of you (plus Deuce and Grim) making your way to class for the morning. He wasn't entirely sure what had his dorm leader so smitten with you. It really was something he never understood.

"Ace!"

Speak of the devil. Ace rolled his eyes as Riddle marched up to Deuce, Grim, you and him.

"Ace for the Queen of Hearts' sake fix your uniform!" The redhead sniped, voice bordering on a snarl.

Yes, he was getting better, but had yet to try out any anger management to curb that vile temper of his.

"Honestly, walking around with such shameless disregard for neatness that that! Disgraceful! And you-"

Riddle's gaze fell on you and almost immediately those harsh steel grey eyes softened.

"Your tie is a mess, prefect." He said carefully, voice dropping from a shout back to normal volume. His cheeks pinkened and he reached out and fixed it. "There. Much better."

Great Seven, seeing him being so painfully whipped made Ace nauseous. It was good that he had a passion for literally anything outside of studying, but really? Being all mushy while he's standing right there? Ew.

Riddle pulled back and cleared his throat before saying his goodbyes and leaving, face getting redder and redder by the second.

"Oh come on, now that's just unfair." Ace groaned once he was out of earshot. Deuce covered his mouth, but Grim didn't bother to stifle his laugh.

"Maybe if you weren't so terrible you would get special treatment too."

"Shut up, cat."

"I'm not a cat!"

"Whatever." Ace shoved his hands and his pockets and scowled. "Never thought having a crush would make him lenient."

You looked at him in confusion and he froze.

"Riddle has a crush on me?"

"Oh shit-"

-End

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A/N: This is just a quick fic I wrote,I'm not too happy with it so I'll probably rewrite it sometime later, so forgive any errors and the shortness.

[nozunhinged]

I finally managed to put my overall thoughts about Playboyy into words and hoooooo boy do I have a lot to say.

I watched the mdl ratings go down, the blatant hate towards the plot, the actors, the scenes, the sex. There was nothing that wasn't torn apart about this series and yet I wasn't phased for a second and I kept wondering why because usually get very passionate about defending the things I love.

And then I realized that this series is the cinematic embodiment of a very lonely path that I've been walking for decades and I am already very, very used to the shame around it.

Sex is not just my special interest, I also had the privilege to grow up with excellent sex education (thanks parents) and on top of that I never struggled with my (pan)sexual identity. Sex plays a significant role in my life. But I learned VERY quickly that I should keep this to myself if I don't want to be ostracized or bullied.

"You're autistic AND you like sex? You like porn? What the fuck is wrong with you??? That's impossible."

And all the comments I read about playboyy are exactly the same just in different fonts. Ew sex. Ew kink. Ew porn. Ew sex work. Sex can't have storytelling, plot, it's just for shock value. We all read it.

And sadly it's a very accurate representation of the role sex plays in our society. Which - ironically - playboyy exactly is about.

Playboyy is a visual collection of all the experiences of lives and people in which sex plays a significant role - even the lack thereof (looking at you zouey and all you lovely aces).

It's a collection of very important social commentary, with all the characters, sets, plots and visuals as a medium. Because this way, the points they make come across even stronger and draw out all the emotions they want us to feel - which is in the rarest cases, pure arousal. Because this is, in fact, storytelling. Even if many don't want to hear it.

Telling stories about sex is so stigmatized and shunned, it only has the tiniest place to exist freely. Just like sex itself. Every sex worker, sex educator, sex therapist, everyone who has a profession that deals with sex will tell you about it. The shame. The misunderstanding. Look at the state of sex work and porn in the world. It tells you everything you need to know.

And it's happening in the middle of the "modern" western society - Yes I'm talking about you, UK and I can't not plug this here:

*btw I am not a sex worker I'm just very passionate about letting people not just live their lives but giving them a CHOICE to do what they want or don't want to do

I existed in this tiny place for decades now and I got really comfortable in my tiny lil corner, but to see a show like this go "mainstream" talking about all the topics that tickle all the knowledge I collected over the years feels so amazing. And I can tell you, all you lil smartass purists, everyone involved in this show doesn't care an inch what you think, just like me. We're used to it, believe me.

I could go on for ages about how carefully all these topics of the show are treated but what I actually want to say is that I find it incredibly ironic that a show that depicts the struggles and stigmas about sex, exactly draws out the reactions and treatments it criticises.

If you don't want to join in on the fun, that's totally fine. I get that it's not for everyone (just like sex, he). But treating it as a piece of trash just because it's a thing you personally find icky is exactly the reason the issues Playboyy talks about exist in the first place. Hence you can thank your stuck-up ass yourself that debauched individuals like me get a gem like this to enjoy.

And the fact that it didn't just find a crew, but also the funding and the mainstream distribution proves that I'm not alone in this.

It's not my lonely little corner anymore and I'm absolutely thriving on that. Cry about it.

[ladyceej]

Reblog to Help with an Urgent Request

I know the world sucks right now, and I actually feel guilty for thinking that being super stressed about my parents is urgent, but I'm not sure what I'll do if I lose one of them, and I wasn't there for them. https://www.gofundme.com/f/support-familys-urgent-move-to-oregon

That there link is a link to a gofundme, for me, to drive my animals across Canada and down to Oregon. Because one of my animals is an elderly Ewe, I don't have any other options for transport. I did think I could get her on a plane, but she is too big for a 500 crate and that is the limit the airlines will let her be. Body of the gofundme discription: I am trying to move my family out of Alaska to take care of my parents down in Oregon. Both my parents are going through cancer treatments, and my father is having a rougher go with it than my mother. I would like to move closer to them so not only will they have myself and my spouse closer to them in case of the worst scenario of losing them both (which it hopefully won't come to), but to also help them as neither can do as much as they use to in home maintenance, and whatnot. I need to be there for them and I'm thousands of miles away. It's starting to seem that it doesn't matter how much overtime I take, my paychecks don't allow me to save past paying monthly bills. The main thing I need help with on moving, are my elderly animals and transportation.

My vehicle will need repairs before I can drive it down the Al/Can highway. I will need to add a tow bar to the back of it. I will need a small livestock trailer to transport my elderly ewe. To cross over Canada, they will all need health certificates from the vet. Lastly, I will need some travel crates for my dogs/cat. I've done most of my pricing from Facebook Market Place and Craigslist to do most of this 2nd hand.

I'm just very stressed and worried about my parents and how I can't seem to get any closer to this goal of moving. They had already built a place for the sheep in the past when we first talked about moving closer. Once there, I'll find new employment, and live with my parents, helping with their bills, but being able to save to hire movers to bring my belongings from storage down to Oregon. I just need help to get my family down there.

I've shared photos of my Dad from 2019 compared to photos of him now with close friends (I don't think he'd appreciate me sharing them on a reblogable public tumblr) and he's lost about 150 pounds, most of that in just the past year. But what I can share, is pictures of said animals.

This is Salt. She is 9 and has been a little lonely since our Ram, Dr. Livingston, passed away. She is the main reason this is such an expense. I'm not willing to give her to another person/farm that will likely turn her to mutton. I've had her since she was a lamb and we love her dearly.

Here are the Doggos, Diego (14), Romeo (13) and Pepper (11). They're all up there in age, and will need health certificates and their regular vet check ups. I also plan on getting them hard sided crates from facebook market place or craigslist so they have some privacy on the way down. Diego is special needs, and prefers to be left alone. Romeo has a history of singing along with the radio, so I think he'd be the biggest stresser for Diego and also for the last passenger:

Pumpkin is an 18 year old kitty. (Black cat in 2nd picture is Salem, who is no longer with us, I just really love that picture of them snuggling) She's a little grumpy and doesn't get along with Romeo and Pepper all that well. She ignores Diego and just tolerates the other two. She does get along pretty well with Salt though. So please pass this along. I really hope to get to my parents so I can help them out and hopefully not have to say goodbye over the phone.

[daughter-of-sapph0]

I remember a long time ago there was a stupid meme that was like "okay your total is 15.99, and with your white privilege discount, your total comes to 15.99"

and I thought it was perfect commentary on how white privilege works. it's not that people are treated better for being white. it's that other people are treated worse, either implicitly or explicitly.

like, it's not "white people should get money off their groceries for being white", it's "other people get treated unfairly and poorly by the bigotries upheld by our society, and if you don't notice it and think white privilege is just getting a discount on your groceries, you have white privilege"

but then I realized it was posted to google plus (ew) in 2015 and realized that no one on that website was that sophisticated or politically literate, and they probably posted it because they think "white privilege means white people get special treatment, but I'm white and I don't get special treatment like discounts on my groceries, therefore white privilege doesn't exist"

[kazuyakun]

One Time for the Birthday Boy | Miyuki Kazuya

A.n: I'm a little rusty. I haven't written x reader Fandom fics in so long. It's kinda bad and short but I had to write something for my love

Pairing: Miyuki Kazuya x Reader

Word Count: 854

"So, no cake, right?" Miyuki asks.

He's sitting next to you in the passenger seat with the sun visor pulled down to cover his eyes from the sun.

"Right," you agree.

"And no party? Right?" He asks once more.

You turn to look at him, eyes narrowed and then turn them back to the road. A soft sigh escapes you.

"Right."

"Oh good," He sighs.

He's so completely dramatic. However, it's something you've always felt was endearing. After all, it was one of the things that made you fall for him in the first place. 

He's been adamant that he doesn't like to celebrate his birthday or really any other thing that regards celebrating him and his achievements. Why? You weren't completely sure. He just always said he didn't need to do anything. 

"But, I really don't think it's fair that I can't celebrate you when you always do something nice for me."

"That's different."

"How?" You chuckle.

He sighs and leans his head against the headrest. He's restless from a five minute car ride. You insisted on driving him back from practice. He wasn't too happy about the special birthday treatment but he agreed.

"Because." He answers.

You look over at him waiting for more but he doesn't say anything, he only smirks at you in response.

"Alright. Anything for the birthday boy."

"Ew, gross. Don't say that." He says. "Honestly, I'm good with being here right now. I already have everything I need or want."

"Are you rubbing your professional baseball salary in my face?"

"A little," He teases. "Technically it's our salary though. Y'know, since what's mine is yours."

"Ah, what's yours is mine except for your baseball equipment."

He looks at you blankly and a deafening silence fills the car. You glance over at him with narrowed eyes.

"You know what you did." He eventually mutters under his breath.

"I told you that I did not lose your baseball. You obviously misplaced it."

"Sure, sure. We'll go with that."

"You're such an ass." You laugh.

"Really? Insulting me on my birthday? That's so harsh." He feigns hurt with a hand pressed to his chest. 

"Make up your mind, loser. Do you want special treatment today or not?"

"Yesn't."

You turn into the shared driveway and shut the car off. Miyuki places a hand on your thigh before you get the chance to open the car door.

"Seriously, though. Thanks for giving me a good day for my birthday. I appreciate it."

You smile at that and squeeze his hand.

"Happy birthday, babe." You say to him. "Ready to go in? I have something that's not cake."

"Promise?"

"Promise." You laugh softly.

The two of you get out of the car and walk up towards the house. Miyuki grabs the keys from your hand and slots the key in the lock.

It's quiet once he pushes the door open and the house is dark for the tiniest second. After a moment, the lights flicker on.

"Surprise!"

Miyuki's face twists in a combination of surprise and shock, then he relaxes. He still hasn't stepped inside yet and you're still behind him in the doorway.

You sigh as you look over his shoulder.

"Guys," you say to his high school friends. "We agreed on no surprises."

Sawamura's grin doesn't falter and Kuramochi cackles as he walks up to Miyuki with a birthday hat in tow.

"We know, but the idiot got bored and wanted to hide." Kuramochi says. 

He places the hat on top of Miyuki's head with a grin. 

"We gave in." Tetsu-San explains.

"Well, as promised, it's not a party." You say to your husband. "I did manage to get everyone here for your birthday, though. Which wasn't an easy task considering everyone's schedule."

"Professional pitching schedule." Sawamura points out with pride.

"Shut up, idiot. We all know, we were there when you got drafted."

Miyuki laughs and steps inside. "Where's Jun-San and Furuya?"

"They went to the store to get some drinks."

"You guys didn't bring any cake, though, right?" you ask them.

"We followed your instructions and brought ourselves." Sawamura cheeses. He turns to Miyuki. "We wanted more people, but your wife said no to the party we were planning."

"Oh?" He questions and glances at you.

"Yeah, we were gonna invite all the guys from Seidou. She talked us down though." Kuramochi says.

“Would've been more fun that way. It would've been even better if we had a cake.”

“It's a good thing it's my birthday, then.” Miyuki grins. 

Sawamura rolls his eyes and nudges Kuramochi. 

"Let's check on the bananas.”

The two of them head off towards the kitchen leaving you and Miyuki alone. You raise an eyebrow at him.

“So?”

“Bananas?” He questions. 

“A substitute. Peanut butter and bananas. There's chocolate drizzle for everyone else though.”

“Hmm. Smart.” he nods at you. 

"Is this good for no party and no cake?"

"10 points." He answers.

"10? 10 out of...?"

"10/10, babe." He chuckles. He slings an arm around your shoulders and pulls you to his chest, pressing a swift kiss to your forehead. "It's perfect."

[thx-sunsxts-addrxss]

Did you know that in 900 years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before…

The Loife Show

STARRING- LOIFE

TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF

Hi! I’m Loife. I’m a 14 year old girl and my birthday’s June 24th. I’m really weird. I love books and writing. I play the viola, I dance, I can speak Tamil, French, English and Hindi (sort of) and can write and read for all of the above. I’m also a daughter of Apollo! writing blog here- @loife-writes

WHO CAN WATCH THIS?

Anyone except Zionists, Homophobes, Transphobes, and the Government

FANDOMS YOU’RE IN?

I’m in-

THE TPQ FANDOM

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THE KOTLC FANDOM

THE TIG FANDOM

YOUR FRIENDS?

Oh boy.

My irl besties (love you both)- @4114yunique @zoesim5

now my online besties-

@moondust-on-the-hijabi- ma lune 🌙 🤭

@that-multi-fandom-hijabi- nova 🍡 🤭

@heartstars- phora 🌻 🤭 (my platonic girlfriend so everyone back off)

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(none of the above are ordered specifically, they’re just coming from memory. I’m so sorry if I missed you, I have bad memory! Please tell me and I’ll fix it)

WHAT HAVE YOU WRITTEN?

MY MASTERLIST (IT’S TRASH)

WHAT IS THE LOIFE SHOW?

The Loife Show is basically a concept I made up since my life is pretty interesting and practically like a show. It is under my own entertainment, LOIFE Entertainment.

Also watch:

The Nova Chronicles, an official side show of The Loife Show, under LOIFE Entertainment.

The New Summer Days, ^^^

PERSONAL TAGS?

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ANYTHING ELSE YOU’D LIKE TO SAY?

Welcome to hell, bitch. Happy watching.

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 19 The Private Hospital Public Murder

This episode might be a tad over-the-top graphic just to warn you rip

Played for laughs though

💕squishyyy squishy grandmaster rose

I had a dream once where squishy grandmaster rose and now it's a meme

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

When Logico opens the door, he sees…

CRIMSON: A private HOSPITAL! LOGICO: [scream] CRIMSON: Don’t be ALARMED, my boy…  LOGICO: Why is your hospital UNDERGROUND? CRIMSON: It is ILLEGAL to have a hospital in ‘Free Drakonia’... Lady Violet had me make this one SPECIAL! But that’s not the only crime…

She scuttles over to the beds with her creepy scorpion walk. She is human, right?

CRIMSON: LOOK!

A human patient lies dead with lots of sticky blood on the floor.

LOGICO: Ew!

The other patients are Saffron, who appeared out of nowhere with a ‘cold’, and Celadon. That Yule ‘drink’ REALLY didn’t agree with her.

SAFFRON: Oh Logico HIIIIIIIIII! Followed you to Drakonia, teehee! LOGICO: You don’t look very sick. SAFFRON: AWWW, you’re too kind! CRIMSON: Why not you solve the MURDER, while I operate on ‘Celadon’! CELADON: Why was my name in air quotes.

Crimson straps her to a table and looks to find a device strong enough to cut through her plastron. Logico gets very woozy and struggles not to puke, but bumps into Saffron’s bed and she’s now holding a brain in a jar!

SAFFRON: It almost looks kind of yummy!

Logico runs to the sink and wretches (my GOD there is a lot of barfing in this season!!). 

SAFFRON: [laughs] Logico, it was just a JOKE! CRIMSON: Logico, could you HELP ME… LOGICO: …with… what… CRIMSON: I forgot how to use a PEN. LOGICO: How do you FORGET how to use a pen?? CRIMSON: It involves using my… ‘real arm’!!

Logico has to write shit down for her. He stumbles away as a huge machine with a chainsaw looms over Celadon.

CELADON: Mind putting me out first?

Saffron screams and drops her jar on the floor, leaving the brain loose! 

SAFFRON: OH GOD, NO!!! I CAN’T LOOK AT THAT!!! [sobs] FINE! I ADMIT I WASN’T SICK!!!!!!

Logico trips on the brain and slides across the floor on what he can only hope is water!!

Irratino tries to send a clue to Logico using the ‘whisper network’. What’s that? I don’t know. He just creepily murmurs to a wall. 

IRRATINO: The dark secret… it’s going to get him… and I wasn’t even there…

Logico hears Irratino whispering gibberish in his head and full-body shakes. 

LOGICO: Oh my GOD Celadon is the murderer I’m DONE WITH THIS!

Crimson pauses the machine before it can reach Cel.

CRIMSON: Is that SOOOO?

Celadon is furious!! I think?

CELADON: I was promised a special life-lengthening treatment, and instead it was being done on some random human patient. I couldn’t have it. CRIMSON: How dare you!! You don’t even deserve THIS operation!!

She unties her. Celadon quickly leaves. Logico creeps around the medical files and sees one labeled ‘Lord Violet’. He HAS to look, no matter how unethical that is! As he flips through with wonder, and finds something intriguing. Too intriguing. He can’t even get his thoughts together! He rushes out.

LOGICO: Suspects, come back! I have an answer! 

The end!

Technically if Celadon hadn't committed that murder she would have been murdered herself lmao

Swim free my little tortellini

Gonna pick up the board game today cuz it's finally out in the US! <3

And at this point I also wanna give a huge thank you to anyone who doesn't actively avoid me on tumblr lol. You don't even gotta read the series, as long as you're normal about it it's all good :'D

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[bohemian-nights]

More incest couple sex ew wtf no gimme Daemon & Mysaria back

Eh, I kinda figured they’d have one more panty-drying “love” scene. That’s inconsequential (especially if he starts beating her ass right after for not “obeying” him, it’s just another day in the life of Daemon Ike Turner Targaryen). Now what is pissing me off is what actually matters, the lack of Nettles.

I am curious though, how will they explain away Daemon sleeping with Alys(I really hope that’s not true) and Miss Maegor not caring(or at least not caring enough to put a hit out on her), and yet Dettles happens and then she tries offing Nettles for the same thing? What changed? What makes Nettles deserving of special treatment? What makes Nettles different?

[scarlet--wiccan]

I’m really excited about Storm on the avengers starting issue 17. I feel like it’s a good place for her if they’re serious about her being a solo hero bc the avengers are mostly solo heroes and they tend not to have as much a focus on who is the definitive leader. Probably better than having her inexplicably play second fiddle to cyclops or rogue. Also feels like a good indication that things will remain cordial with the x men

Do you have any hopes for her relationship with Wanda or any of the other members?

I'm not sure how to feel. Ewing's treatment of the character is going to be an incredibly hard act to follow, and I'm finding it difficult to muster excitement for... really anything to do with From The Ashes. Fortunately, Ororo's Krakoan era arc has actually reached a satisfying conclusion, which is more than we can say most characters, but it's just going to be really hard for me to see her leave Arakko behind. She was the best, most fully realized version herself that we've seen in decades, and she grew into a unique, special leadership role that was all hers. I want to see more of that. I want to see that version of Ororo carried forward in a meaningful way. I do not think that's going to happen in Avengers-- it's just not the right book for it, so I'm placing most of my hopes for post-Krakoa Ororo on the Storm solo title. Unfortunately, we don't know much about that book just yet.

Having said all of that, I do agree that putting Storm on an X-Men team book would probably have been a mistake, at least for now, at the beginning of this era. Based on what we know of the general premise and direction of From The Ashes, I think any of these ensemble titles would have stifled Ororo at her current elevation and caliber-- and these teams are not going to be the place where she can do the most good for mutantkind. Again, the Avengers are not, probably, the place for that either, which is why I'm more looking forward to the solo title, but Avengers will allow her to maintain a larger presence, and with MacKay pulling double duty on X-Men, there will hopefully be some coordination and sensitivity to mutant affairs.

What am I looking forward to? Developing a sincere Wanda/Ororo friendship. Reviving her history and chemistry with Thor-- I'm not pulling for romance, but I think they're great characters to have on a page together. Speaking of romance, I hope that MacKay puts Storm T'Challa's history to rest in a way that's respectful to both characters and resolves any remaining baggage. I'm not interested in that pairing at all-- especially not if we can keep Craig of NASA around!-- but I think both characters are really important to people and I understand why it was a big moment. I don't see it in 616 Ororo's future, but maybe the new Ultimate universe will do something better.

[watsittoyah]

Heartbreaker- (Eddie Munson x Black Fem Reader x Steve Harrington Smut)

Warning- blowjob, handjob, 69, face sitting, some sexual innuendos, smut, edging, sub!Eddie? And sex.

(Previously , Next)

Welcome to your life..There's no turning back…

You were in a nice deep sleep when you feel the blankets yanked off of you.

“Are you fucking Eddie Munson?” You snort and wake up dazed and confused as in why Lucas just disturbed your beauty sleep.

“Huh? What? Who?” You mumble as you rub the sleep out of your eyes. “Are you fucking Eddie Munson?” Lucas repeats.

“I mean technically he’s fucking me, but that’s besides the point. Who told you?” You ask as you see that it’s four in the morning.

Oh you are going to kill this kid.

 “Don’t worry about how I found out. How in the world did that happen? I thought you said that you and Eddie were just friends.” Lucas asks. “Well now he’s my special friend, can you get out? I want to go back to sleep. I mean not even God himself is up this early.” You mumble as you yank the blankets back from him.

“No, I’m telling my mom and dad. This shit is ridiculous.” You spring up so fast you almost make your cousin jump.

“If you tell them I will make sure they know what you have under your bed, to the left.” Lucas’ eyes widen and he steps back. “You’re lying.” He says trying to see if you’re bluffing.

“I know what I saw under that bed and I have to say, that is disgusting, and you better get a therapist while you’re at it. Ew.”‘ You shiver as you get back into bed. “Oh and Lucas?”

“What?” He calls over his shoulder. “If you ever threaten me again or wake me up at the fucking ass crack of dawn, I will murder you. And you know I can make it look like an accident. I watch way too many horror movies, you little butthead.” He leaves your room in a huff and you cuddle up with your pillow, letting sleep take you again.

***

Lucas wasn’t talking to you and you didn’t care. How dare he keep up with this behavior. You’re not some child to be watched after.

And so whenever you two are in the room you give each other the silent treatment. If he was going to play this game, oh you knew how to play it better.

It was Thursday afternoon and you were in the kitchen making a sandwich. After you cut your Turkey deluxe in triangles, you go sit on the back deck with your treat along with some sweet ice tea. You take a nice big bite out of your sandwich and relax.

“Olivia can you come here please?” You stare off into the distance hearing your Aunt calling you and you get up. Praying that whatever request she has doesn’t take away from your relaxation time.

“You rang?” You ask while taking another bite of your sandwich. “Lucas and his friends are over by the park. I was wondering if you could pick them up and drop them off to their D&D club. I would do it but I have a hair appointment.” You nod taking another bite. “Sure thing.”

“And whatever is going on between you and Lucas, please stop.” She says as she starts heading out the door. “Lucas started it, Aunt Susan!” You call off after her. But she was already out the door.

You roll your eyes and finish off your treats and then go change your clothes because you knew who else was going to be at that D&D club.

You were pulling up to the park and you stop by Lucas and his friends. “Your chariot awaits boys.” You call off behind your yellow ray-bands. “What are you doing here? I thought my mom was coming to pick us up.” Lucas asks with an attitude that you didn’t care or ask for.

“Well she had to get her hair done and she asked me to come instead. Are you getting in the car or not?” You ask, getting annoyed by the minute.

“Nope, we can walk. Come on guys.” He stops when he noticed Dustin and Mike aren’t following him. “I don’t want to walk.”

“Yeah my ankles are on fire from the walk we just took.” Dustin and Mike tell him. “Fine then I’ll walk. I’ll meet you guys there.” Lucas tries to walk off but you crawl the car beside him. “Lucas get in the car.”

“No, I said I’ll walk.” You stop the car for his friends and once they’re in you crawl the car besides him again. “Lucas stop being stupid, get in the car. If you don’t I’ll crawl this car beside you the whole walk there and pretend I’m an old lady trying to kidnap children. I’ll make it weird you know me.” He stops and glares at you. He simply yanks the car door open and gets in the back with Mike.

You drive down the street and turn on the radio. You glance at Lucas in the rear view mirror and he was staring out the window. You sigh to yourself and feel a hand on your knee.

“If you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.” Dustin says to you. You fake a smile at him and stop at the stop light.

“Dustin, you’re sweet, really. But if you don’t take that hand off of my knee I will twist those little fingers off.” He snatches his hand back and apologizes. You hear laughter in the back and see Mike and Lucas were laughing. You two lock eyes and he looks away.

You park by the meet up spot for their club and they all get out. You call out to Lucas and he stops in his tracks. “What Olivia?”

“I know you think Eddie is going to hurt me but I have this handled I promise you. I won’t let that happen. So please stop giving me the cold shoulder. I don’t know about you but I miss hanging out with my little cousin.”

Lucas gives a sigh. “It’s not Eddie that I’m worried about. I know how you get with guys and Eddie is my friend. I don’t want you to dump him when you’re bored. He’s a good guy.”

“I know he’s a good guy. And I like Eddie a lot. So I wouldn’t hurt him. Dumping him isn’t a thought in my mind, Lucas. Promise.” You tell him. He nods and leans in. “Alright, I guess I can forgive you. Eddie has been happy for these past few weeks, and the campaign has been going great.”

“See that’s good. Now go to your dweeb and dweeb club.”

“It’s D&D club, Liv.” Lucas explains. “I thought that’s what it stood for.” You two laugh and he starts to walk off but you stop him. “Hey we still on for basketball tomorrow? I wanted to ask you sooner but we weren’t really talking.” He gives a smirk. “Oh yeah, we are. I gotta wipe the floor with you.” You fake being offended. “Oh it’s on Lucas, bring your tissues because I’m sending you crying home to your mama.” He laughs and jogs off inside.

A minute later Eddie comes out of the house and he walks over to you, he leans down so that you both are at eye level and he smiles. “Hey Hollywood.”

“Hey pretty boy.” He leans in and you two kiss. “So, a little birdie told me and by birdie I mean Henderson, that you are a horror movies junkie.”

“Oh hell yeah, you should see my horror collection it is sick.” You tell him cheerfully. “Good, well I got us tickets to go see Chopping Mall. He mentioned that you wanted to see that and Little Shop Of Horrors.” You were beaming.

“Really?! Oh come here!” You pull him in by his shirt and you kiss him. When you two separate, Eddie looked happy with his reward. “I hope to get more of that tonight. I’ll pick you up around seven.” You nod and as he starts walking away you call out after him.

“Your ass is looking good in those jeans Munson!” You say as you whistle. He turns around and struts off into the house causing a fit of laughter to come from you.

***

You were stuck between your red leather skirt, and your plain black one, when Erica came into your room to see what you were doing.

“Where are you going?” She asks as she steps in looking at your choices. “Out. Which skirt would look good with this top?” You ask her. “With who? And the top looks best with the red one. Are you going to wear the jacket that goes with it?”

You nod at her choice and go with that. “With someone. Do you think it’ll look good with my Reebok and slouch socks?” She taps her chin and nods. “Is the who Eddie Munson or Steve Harrington? And put your hair up, it’ll make the outfit cute.”

“Don’t ask questions you don’t want the answers to, Erica. You know what you’re right, my hair up will make the outfit cute.”

You two go back and forth with the why are you going out, until she just finally asks.

“So who is your boyfriend? Eddie or Steve.” You shrug as you twist your hair up into a mass of cute loose curls. “Both.” You simply answer as you look yourself in the mirror.

She makes a face. “Do they know that?” You avoid her eyes in the mirror and grab your stuff to shower. “They will soon enough, hey do you want me to bring you back some candy?” She shakes her head. “Nope, I’m spending the night at Tori’s and her parents already got us a lot of snacks. But you go and have fun with boyfriend number one.” She leaves the room and you roll your eyes at the girl.

Erica is something else and she is your favorite sassy cousin after all.

After you were, scrubbed, plucked, and shaved you were nicely lotioned up and slipping on your shoes. You do a little twirl in the mirror and grab your circle shades. “Liv, you are a goddess. All the boys are going to bow down to you in this outfit. Even Michael Jackson is going to ask you out on a date.” You kiss your mirror and grab your wallet on the way out.

When you make it downstairs you check the time and you see light in the driveway. You tell your Aunt and Uncle you’ll be back soon and you head out the door to see Eddie in his van.

He hops out and he whistles at you. “If you were a pepper you’d be a chili red pepper, Hollywood.” You give a smirk at his compliment and he helps you into the van. “Thanks pretty boy. And you’re looking mighty handsome over there.” Eddie was wearing a black leather jacket, his shirt was cropped a bit to show off his happy trail, and he had on black skinny jeans with old beat up converses.

“Well Hollywood I wanted to make sure I look good for our date.” He says as he pulls out of the driveway. “And you look good. I think you should wear crop tops more often.” You say still eyeing his happy trail.

“Oh yeah? Well maybe I’ll crop more of my shirts for you.” You eyes him up and down and hide the smirk on your lips. “You are such a dweeb.”

“I’m your dweeb.” He retorts. “Yes, that you are, pretty boy. That you are.”

When Eddie parks the van, he hops out and helps you down. Pulling you close to his side. His arm was around your shoulder and you inhale his scent. He smelled like good weed and some cologne. He smelled good to you.

As you two walked into the theater you see it’s lively for a Thursday night. “I’ll get the snacks, you get us some good seats okay, baby?” You feel a flutter in your stomach hearing him call you that. You nod and he hands you your ticket.

“You sure you don’t want help carrying the snacks?” Ask him before walking away. “Yeah, I’m sure, just get us some good seats.”

When you get to the room you look around and you find a nice spot in the back corner. You place your jacket down and sit there waiting for Eddie so you could flag him over.

As you watch everyone finding a spot and just shootin the shit you feel someone sit beside you. You turn and see.

“Dustin! What the hell are you-how did all of you get in here? This movie is rated R and last I checked none of you are even sixteen yet.” You hiss at the boys. “We told them that we were with you and they let us come in.” Lucas says with a devilish smile.

“Go find other seats, I am on a date. If neither of you could tell!” You snap at them. Mike was about to get up but Dustin stays seated. “Who are you on a date with?” He asks. “With me.” Eddie’s voice makes them all freeze.

“Hi, Eddie. You look nice.” Dustin says to him. “Come on, guys let’s go sit somewhere else.” Lucas gets up and Mike follows. Eddie was giving Dustin a raised brow and that’s when Dustin finally got the hint.

“Oh? Is this seat yours? Uh I was just keeping it warm for you.” Dustin quickly gets up and you grab your jacket off of the seat so Eddie can sit down. “Sorry about the wait, I didn’t know if you wanted skittles or starbursts. So I got you both.” He hands them to you and you accept them happily.

“You know the pink and red starbursts are the best in the pack. And if anyone tells you the yellow ones are the best, walk away from them immediately.” You open the starbursts and dig through to grab a red one. “I’m glad you’re a candy connoisseur, Hollywood. So I heard this movie was so gory a group of people left the theater throwing up.” You smile wide as you pass him a pink starburst.

“They said that about the exorcist, I went back for a double feature.” Eddie gives you a side eye. “You're more of a freak than I am, aren’t you Hollywood?” You nod as you take a sip of your drink. “Maybe I’ll be your Freddy Krueger and haunt your dreams tonight, is that freaky enough for you, pretty boy?” Eddie taps his chin and then shakes his head.

“How can you be my Freddy Krueger when you don’t even come close to being a nightmare on any street.”

Oh the kid is smooth tonight!

You touch his chin and pull him close. “Remember that when I appear in your nightmares from this day forward, Eddie Munson.” You go to kiss him but feel eyes on you. You glance over and see Lucas, Mike and Dustin staring but quickly look away.

“Looks like we got an audience, pretty boy.” You point out. He looks over at them and then back at you. “Those boys aren’t going to stop my show.” He captures your lips and kisses you, until the light turn off in the theater.

You felt a bit winded by this kiss. And he brings you close so you’re cuddled up with him. As the trailers play you whisper to him. “Do you like scary movies?” He nods and leans in to whisper back. “Oh course, and I especially love the bloody ones.”

“Oh really?” The trailer does a loud boom and Eddie jumps which makes you scoot closer to him. “Don’t worry pretty boy, if anything goes bump in the night your Freddy Krueger got it for you.”

“Oh shut up.” He says as you see a smile on his face in the dark of the movie…

***

You were on the edge of your seat as the killer robot searched for their last victim. You chew your popcorn and feel the thrill from the movie. Just when the final girl thinks she’s making it out of the mall the robot guts her and you lean over near Eddie. “That blood effect is so cool, right?” You ask chewing on some more popcorn.“Yeah…” He groans.

When the lights came on you stretched and stood up. “That was bitchin. Especially when the last girl got her head crushed under the mall gate. Her eyes looked like little tomatoes! But I have to say the killer shocked the shit out of me. What was your favorite part, Pretty boy?” You look over at him and his face was pale.

“Are you okay?” He nods and you look over at Lucas and his friends. They all looked pale. When you glance back at Eddie he had got up and he was holding his stomach. “So getting spaghetti after would be a bad idea huh?” He makes a gag noise and he runs out of the theater. You hide a smile with your hand and go after your dweeb of a boyfriend.

When he finally emerged from the bathroom you come up to him and he was pouting. “You said spaghetti on purpose.” You bring your hands up and cradle his face. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it. I didn’t know you’d actually hurl. I won’t say anymore about the movie. Is that better?” You say as you kiss his lips.

He shakes his head. “No, but you can make it up to me.” He pulls you in and leans you against the wall. “Mm, in public? You little pervert.” He brings his knee between your legs and you nuzzle your nose against his. “Maybe I am a pervert, but only when you’re around.” Eddie says as he leans in to kiss you.

“Excuse me.” You both move apart when you hear one of the attendants interrupt. You both laugh and leave outside. As you both get outside you hear Thriller from Michael Jackson playing from a car in the parking lot.

You start moving your hips and turn to Eddie singing for him.

“…You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run…you feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun…”

You raise your hands like they’re claws and do the zombie dance from the music video and he rolls his eyes at you. “Alright spookywood, I don’t know about you but I’m not ready to go home just yet, you wanna go for a ride?”

“Sure, wait are you not ready to go home because you’re scared?” You wiggle your brows at him and he leads you back to the van. “You are something else, Hollywood. But how does pizza sound?”

“Make it extra pepperonis and cheese and you got a deal.”

The van was parked at the local pizza shop and you two were inside waiting for the pie to be done.

You were sitting on Eddie’s lap just talking about some up coming concerts and how you two wanted to go to some of them. “Kiss is doing a concert but the closest show is in New York.” He tells you. “Okay, do you wanna go?” He chuckles as he rubs your lower back. “You know what I love about you, Hollywood? You don’t hesitate for shit. I can say let’s go sky diving, and you’ll be like rad, let’s go. You are just amazing.”

“Awe come on, you’re pretty awesome yourself.” He shrugs. “I don’t know about that, Hollywood.” He entwines his fingers into yours and he looks off into the distance.

“Honestly other than the band, I don’t have much else going for me. Yeah the campaign is cool but you’ve heard the news, they’re calling it a Satanic cult. Like how is that considered a cult? Honestly sometimes I feel like a loser, and I’m not saying that out of pity, I’m just stating facts.”

“You’re stating fiction. That campaign stuff? Lucas and his friends love doing that with you and if I were a dweeb I’d join in a heartbeat. The stories sound cool. Like the one you guys did last week? The one with Vecna? That shit sounded wild from what Lucas told me. And he told me you. You made that storyline. That’s is some creative ass shit, Eddie. This brain of yours is dangerous and don’t ever call yourself a loser. My boyfriend isn’t a loser.”

Uh-oh you called him the b word.

“Since when I became your boyfriend?” He asks with a smile on his tone. You look away from him. “That pizza should be done now.” You go to get up but he pulls you back down. “No, no, no. Don’t try to be cute and change the subject. Tell me when did I become your boyfriend?”

“Do you not want to be my boyfriend?” You stall. “I do, you know I do.” You turn to him and give a little once over. “And what are you going to do when I leave? Would you do long distance?”

“I was considering it. I mean I graduate in a few months, and I’ve been thinking about going to college out there.”

“Really?! Because if you do oh my god I have so much to show you. The night clubs, the underground shows. Just- you’re going to have a blast in Cali.” You were so animated in talking you don’t even realize that Eddie was just staring at you like you were a precious diamond in his grasp.

He was in love with you. He didn’t know when it happened. Maybe during the second date when he saw you enjoying him up on that stage. Or maybe it was the day he saw you at the record store.

You came in confident and happy. And when he saw you he just had to find a way to introduce himself. So he was thankful that your album had dropped and that he walked over and picked it up. When your eyes met his, his heart skipped several beats and he won’t admit it yet but he was nervous. How could a gorgeous woman such as yourself like hanging out with him?

Eddie “the freak” Munson.

As he listened to you talk, he could picture it, you and him in California. Living together, painting the town red and maybe starting a family. Eddie sighs and he just knew when you went back to California, he wasn’t going to let you leave him behind.

“Eddie? Earth to Eddie.” You wave and he blinks. You smile looking into his eyes. “What were you thinking about so hard?” You ask him. “Just thinking about the future.” He says with a secret smile. “Well time traveler, I don’t want to interrupt but the pizza is ready. Where are we going with it?” You ask as you get off of his lap. “Just somewhere cool. Come on, let’s get the pizza and go.”

***

Eddie had parked the van and you look out and see a great big lake. “Welcome to Lovers lake, Hollywood.” You look back at him, after rolling the joint. “Are you trying to seduce me, pretty boy? I’ve heard stories about Lovers lake.”

“What? I don’t know what you mean, m’lady.” He says innocently. “Oh you’re such a dweeb.” You open the van door and he follows. You both meet at the back of the van and he opens the doors, revealing a bed in the back, as well as the pizza and a six pack.

“I bet you brought me out here so no one could hear my screams.” You say sitting in the back of the van. “Mm, in more ways than one, Hollywood.” Eddie says as he leans in between your thighs. You mush him away and grab the pizza box. “Let’s eat before the pizza gets cold.”

He sits besides you and as you both get a slice you sit in silence for a moment. You chew slowly and look up at the stars. “It’s beautiful.” You whisper. “Yeah…beautiful.” You already knew he was staring at you and you grab a beer and hand it to him.

“You know, pretty boy, you have this habit in staring.” You comment as you take a sip from your beer can. “I only stare when I’m fascinated by something. And it’s you.” He turns your face and the way the moon light shines on him made him look more pretty.

“Such a pretty pretty boy, you are Munson.” You say as you put your beer and pizza down and climb on top of him. “You really think I’m pretty?” He whispers as you lean over close to his lips.

“Baby, I think you’re pretty, handsome, gorgeous and all of the above. I knew it the moment you looked up at me to give me my album.” You kiss his lips, and feel him trail his hands down your hips.

His hands travels up your skirt and you feel his fingers find your wetness. “Mm, someone is excited.” He says continuing to kiss you. You move his hands and pin them above his head.

“You know, pretty boy, ever since I saw this rope back here I’ve been dying to use it on you. May I?” You ask as you reach and find the rope. “Wait, before you do.” Eddie tries to get up but your grip was firm.

“Hollywood, I need to take my clothes off if that is the case.” You don’t budge. “What if I want to make a mess of you? Keep some of your clothes on and make you squirm a little. I like the thought of that.”

“Come on, Hollywood. Let me just-” You grip him down harder. “I’ll let you up for a little bit, but once you’re done, I’m going to get this rope and tie you down. And after that is all done, I am going to take my sweet time with you. I want to make a mess of you, pretty boy. A begging mess.” You say as you bite his bottom lip and suck.

You let go trusting that he won’t try anything and he takes off his sneakers, as well as his jacket, his shirt and his pants along with his boxers. He was completely naked in front of you and you find the rope.

“Are you sure you want to tie me up?” He says in a deep voice that makes your pussy clench. “Oh I do. And I’m going to or else you don’t get to fuck me. Now lay back down for me, pretty boy.” You say as you stare up at him.

He could easily just flip this whole situation but you trusted him. So when he laid back down on the bed, you nod in approval and you tie his wrists above his head.

“Just as I thought, you do look even prettier all tied up. Now let’s see how you look begging.” You strip off your clothes and he eyes you, causing his dick to harden and you sit close to his dick. “Eddie, you know I really like you right? Like I really really like you. And in order for you to understand me, I need to show you this part of me. I love when you fuck me with your tongue…” You lean down and trail your tongue up his happy trail. Which causes goosebumps along his skin.

You stop at his nipples and you touch his chest. “…I love when you fuck me with this mouth of yours and I love when you just fuck me till I’m begging you to stop because it feel just that fucking good. But Eddie, I like taking control from time to time. And I’ve been dying to hear you beg for a while now.”

You go to kiss him but grab his face instead. “Say you want me to fuck you..beg.” Eddie had a confident smirk on his face and you knew in moments you’d wipe it off. “Please fuck me Hollywood.”

You tilt your head close to his ear. “That smirk just costed you, Munson.” You let him go and lean back revealing your pussy to him. “Did you want more pizza? Or do you want dessert?” His smirk leaves and he tries to lean up be remembered he was tied down. “That…I want to eat that pussy.”

You spread your lips showing him you’re wet and you suck your fingers in front of him. “Mmm, well I’m hungry too. So how do we solve that?” You eye his dick and crawl over to him. He was silent but you knew he wanted to taste you badly.

You hover your pussy above his face and you feel him trying to move but you grip his dick and squeeze. “Excuse me, don’t be rude. Ladies should always go first.” You stroke him slowly and you hear him moan. “Come on, Olivia, just sit on my face. I want to eat that pussy.” He moans as you continue to stroke him.

“Not yet.” You answer as you drool down his dick, making it jump in your hand. “I said ladies first.” You lower your mouth on the head of his dick and you hear him suck in a breathe and he moves his hips a little.

You use your hand and mouth to get him going. “Olivia, please let me eat your pussy. Please ba-fuck.” You cup him as you suck and you come up for air. “Now it’s your turn, I hope you can breathe back there.” You sit down on his mouth and feel his tongue immediately move across your slit.

Your eyes roll back as he eats but you get back to it and you suck him off deeper making sure to take your time. You feel him hit the back of your throat and he moves his hips but you pin them down and start to deep throat him.

You hear him groan as he eats your pussy. His nose sliding in as his tongue laps up your clit. You stop sucking for a moment and sit up just enough so hold your weight correctly. You start fucking his mouth as you have your hands on his chest.

“You wanted to…eat me then fucking eat me. Make me cum riding your face.” You moan out as he pulls at the rope. You know he wanted to touch you. He wanted to grab your ass and suck your pussy till you screamed. But you were in control. You really stared to move your hips and rubbed your pussy across his lips and tongue.

Eddie was moaning and groaning. But you weren’t going to please him right now. No you wanted him to eat you till you were satisfied. “Just like that, baby. Eat my pretty pussy. Eat it just like you begged.” You start rubbing your pussy faster against his tongue and your eye roll back as you feel yourself about to cum.

He sucks your lips and you let your weight go on his face and you feel your lower stomach start to tighten. “I’m coming…” You moan out as you move your hips. He shakes his head and he sucks what you give him.

You sag against him and see he had much more precum on the tip of his very pink dick. You move off of him and his face was slick from your wetness. He was smiling like he won some prize. “I thought you said I was going to regret that smirk.”

You don’t say a word, instead you search his pockets and you find what you were looking for. A condom.

You move back over to Eddie and run a thumb across the head of his dick. “Have you ever been edged before, Eddie?” You ask as you open the condom with your teeth.

“Easy there Hollywood, it’s sensitive t..there.” He warns. “Oh I know, now answer my question.” You ask as you continue to rub your thumb. “N..no I..haven’t.” You give him a cold stare and move your hand away from him and you roll the condom onto his dick.

You get up and position yourself over the head of his dick. When you slide down you both let out a moan. Your lean over and start to bounce up and down as you clench your walls.

“Oh sh…shit. Hollywood you’ve never done that before.” You bounce on him so he’s deeper and you grab his face. Sucking your remaining juices off of his lips and tongue.

He yanks at the ropes. “Mm, okay, Hollywood. You need to untie me because-oh shit. This pussy is too good to keep me tied up.” You shake your head and lean up, riding him faster.

You look down watching his eyes roll back and flutter closed. “Does this feel good baby?” You ask as you slow down your pace. “Yes, yes it does. Now please untie me.” He moans.

“Hm, no.” You slow down your pace more until you were just sitting there. “Wh…why’d you stop?” He moans out.

Instead of answering him you pick up the face and lean down to you can keep your weight in balance. You move your pussy so the only thing he could feel was you riding the tip.

He tried to buck his hips to make it go all the way in but you slide him out. “Oh Eddie, you don’t get to have the control. Do that again and I’ll stop and leave you with blue balls.” You tell him. You slide him back in and clench him harder making him grunt.

“You want to cum don’t you, Eddie? You just want to cum deep inside of this warm pussy.” He nods but you slow down. “Use those pretty words for me, baby.” You moan as your roll your hips causing him to yank at the rope.

“Yes, yes I want to cum. I want to cum inside of you Olivia. Baby please just untie me.” He begs which makes you smile.

“Not yet, I’m having fun.” You lean over and suck his neck, leaving your own mark on him, as he moans he’s about to cum.

You roll your hips again and you feel him shiver as he’s about to cum. But you stop. “No, no, no. Don’t do that, baby please fuck me. Let me cum inside of you.” Eddie moans out. “What? You’re not having fun? With me riding and edging you? I th..think this is fun.” You roll your hips faster and he lets out a moan that sounded cute.

“I’m coming.” You stop again and he lets out a angered groan. “Baby, baby please. Fuck me, I’ll be good. Just please don’t stop fucking me.” Hearing him say that made you extremely wet. “You’ll be good? Promise?” He nods quickly.

“Yes, I’ll be good, baby please keep going. I’m so close.” You roll your hips again and his eyes roll back, you feel his dick twitch but stop just to torture him. “Stop! Stop doing that! Olivia just fu-” You shut him up by rolling your hips and fucking him until he was a whimpering mess.

You soon after came and you rest your head on his chest. Both of you were breathing heavy. “Shit…that was fucked up and fucking amazing.” You hear Eddie say between breathes. You look up at him through your lashes.

“I’ve been wanting to do that to you since the first time, but I was kind of scared that I would scare you off.” You say as you sit up a bit. “What? You mean I could’ve gotten fucked like that on the first night? Jesus I think I would’ve fell in love with you sooner.”

There is is, him saying that to you.

“Do you love me?” You ask searching his eyes. He was quiet at first but then his eyes lock onto yours. “I do, and before you tell me I’m not. I think about you a lot. I honestly feel happy waking up on the days we have dates. I never want to bring you home. You’re fun to be around and you make me feel important. You see me Olivia, the real me, the heavy metal dweeb who plays D&D with his friends. I love you, and if you don’t love me back then please don’t say it, let me just dream a little longer about this beautiful Cali girl who came into my life for the past few weeks.” You shut him up with a kiss. “Eddie, you’re rambling.”

“I know, but that just how I feel when you’re around.” He kisses you back and you feel a flutter in your heart.

You’re a heartbreaker, you get a guy to fall in love and when you’re bored you dump him and move onto the next.

But you’re not bored with Eddie, or Steve. They make things interesting and fun.

I hope they both can understand how you feel. Because there is no denying you like them both. Maybe even lo-

“Hollywood? I don’t know about you but my wrists hurt and I think it’s your turn to get tied up.” Eddie says under you. You put that thought on hold and shake your head.

“Who says I’m untying you? I like you like this Pretty boy.” He yanks at the ropes again and you sit up. “Olivia, come on. It was cute in the moment but come on. Untie me.” You shake your head again and laugh. “Olivia, untie m-OLIVIA!”