#fuck yall gunna make me cry

[katiefrog217]

Hello! I just wanted to say that your art inspires me a lot and I really love it. I always get so excited when I see your art. It was a long day today but then I found your dragon wives art you posted a couple days ago and I got very excited and had a great time reading the bit you wrote about it, it made me feel significantly better and improved my day greatly. Thank you for sharing your art, it always makes my day brighter when I see it.

One last thing! Your art inspired me to write something again. It's like when you see something someone created that's really cool and it makes your brain go "hey now I want to create something too". So anyways, thanks for the motivation. Your art is very lovely and I hope you have a fantastic day/night. <3

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FUCK THIS IS SO SWEET?? 😭

Genuinely one of the nicest compliments I've ever heard concerning my art, thank you!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️

I'm really glad you enjoyed the Dragon Wives and the writing with it - I always hope I can make people smile when they see my stuff so I'm glad it helped you feel better, and hope tomorrow is a better one for you!! ❤️

I INSPIRED YOU TO WRITE?? AAA THATS GENUINELY THE BEST THING AHSGSJAS

Words can't express how genuinely thrilled, touched, and honored I am to have been able to inspire you to write again. It's probably the highest compliment I can receive!! Seeing art from the GO fandom was what really got me to create and draw again myself, so I'm really happy I could do that for you!! 🥹

My hands are slowly starting to recover from the last big picture I did, so I'm hoping to create and post more stuff again!!

Thank you for the well wishes, I hope your night/day goes better, and that tomorrow greets you with a smile! 😊

[yoursweetinoccentdreams]

One Happy Aphrodisiac 

Warnings: Dabi x AFAB reader, Voyeurism IF U SQUINT, Soft Dom Dabi?? IF U SQUINT, Mentions of death, quirk inflicted drugging, edging (squirting in part 2 if I make one) , Aphrodisiacs, Dom Dabi. Pet names. Lmk if i missed any! Color code: Pink:Y/n Blue: Dabi/ Orange:Toga, White (or default tumblr settings) :Dr. Garaki Red: Shiggy, And purple: Kurogiri Green: Twice

It was approximately 6:32 PM, and there you were, lying on an uncomfortable block of foam that was in Dr.Garaki's office. Helpless you feel this overwhelming sensation all over your body. You glance over and see the lov, sitting down in silence thinking about what happened. Believe it or not, you weren't expecting half of the league to be here just for you, I mean you weren't considered the league's "Day after Dark" for nothing. You were the sweetest person any of them have ever known, so hell yeah they care for you. Dabi rushes over to your side worried sick, just hearing you whimper out of confusion and whatever side effects that quirk hit you with makes his heart go limp but only for a second.

"What happened?? What's going on??" You ask with a frown looking around the white colored room. "Well there's no better way to say this, but I believe you have been hit with an aphrodisiac." Dr Garaki confesses. You quirk an eyebrow, not even fully processing what he's saying, "Wait so you're telling me Y/N got hit with a sexual-related quirk?" Toga Laughs out loud Kurogiri snickering to himself. "So Dabi you know what that means, guess you'll be in for a lot of fun huh?" Toga smirks at Dabi, making him look away. "So is there any way to get rid of it?" Shigaraki asks in annoyance, "Well, not really... it will most likely take 24-48 hours to wear off." Shigaraki groans, "Damnit we have a mission, everyone needs to be there, we can't have a member of the league with a good quirk hungry for dick mid-mission!" Shigaraki storms out of the room, leaving Toga Kurogiri and Dabi staring at Dr.Garaki in desperation.

"Damn Dabi, so what are you gunna do?" Toga asks. "I don't fucking know alright, ill figure it out." Dabi looks at you, "So are we free to take her doc or do we jus-" "Y-Yeah! you can take her for sure but make sure you be gentle with her, people who tend to get hit with aprodisiac's can easily get overstimulated, or overwhelemed and they become sensitive if you will." Dr Garaki hurriedly rushes out of the room. Dabi tries picking you up bridal style but you insist on walking "Y/n I gotta say you look pretty cute like this!, with that drunken look on your face!" Toga and Kurogiri follow behind you and Dabi back to the base. You trip over your feet but Dabi catches you, holding on to your waist to keep you stable, "Careful Doll". You quickly regain control of your legs, you sigh grasping a hold of Dabi's arm as you walk beside him leaning your head on his biceps inhaling the scent of his smokey musk cologne. Dabi notices, "Smelling me ya little weirdo?" He smirks, "Mno, you jus.. smell good." You confess, pressing your thighs together to help ease the aching of your wet cunt thats crying for even 1 inch of Dabi's cock.

Twice opens the door, peeking his head out of the doorway. "Heyyy!! Dabi!! Y/N!! Togaaa!, nice to see ya! Why are yall out so late?? I smell fishy business if you ask me- "Shut the hell up Twice, where's shigaraki?"" "He's sitting at the bar thinking of the plans for tonight." Dabi sighs "great.." he mutters under his breath. After everyone is settled down in their rooms, Shigaraki calls for a meeting in the living room so he can assign roles. "Everyone sit." I stand off to the side with my head hanging low, Dabi,Twice,Toga,Kurogiri all sitting on the long framed couch that was fairly comfortable. In the middle of Shigarakis Pathetic rambling about cues and standing posts, you start squirming trying to control your heat from growing even hotter just from even looking at Dabi going full manspread on the couch right next to you.

Dabi looks at you and makes a "come over here" motion with his fingers, you walk over with a pep in your step, straddling over him and starts kissing and nuzzling your face into his jet black locks. "I need you Touya.." You whisper into his ear. You can practically feel his shit eating grin eating at your soul. Dabi chuckled rubbing circles into your lower back. Thats when you heard Shigaraki mention Dabi's name. "HEY, are you even listening to me??" Shigaraki spits out. Dabi rolling his eyes, "Just so you know shes not coming on this mission." you give a glare at Shigarakis out of pocket response. "Yes she is, she is always useful when we bring her out, wether shes under an aprodisiac or not."

Dabi stares intensley at shigaraki. "You know what, Dabi come here for a second," Dabi picks you up and sets you on the couch and pats your thigh gently. Shigaraki goes into his office and shuts the door behind Dabi. "Listen Dabi, you either fuck her now, or when we get back here, you are NOT fucking her on the mission, im not sending one of Twices clones to go look after you two because youre too busy bending her over in an ALLEYWAY, and for gods sake don't get her pregnant..." Shigaraki rasped. Dabi wasn't surprised Shigaraki was trying to butt into his sex life with the only person he feels mutual for. "Listen here Shigaraki, you may be the boss of the league but don't think youre getting the upper hand, and don't doubt my pull-out game, you don't know nothing about that....". Dabi says towering over him. Dabi exits the room, and you can tell that he's angry. You rush over to him nuzzling your face into his abdomen. "Hey, you okay?" Dabi asks you, pulling you over to a corner to make sure you're alright for himself. "Need you now, please... " You silently plead with tears prickling in your eyes, starting to lift your shirt but Dabi grabs your hands instead. "No, no baby not right now just wait a little longer f'me." "But-!"

Shhh I know I know after the mission, be a good girl and wait" Little did you two know you had some birds chirping. "Looks like its already happening~~~!" Toga jumps and spins around, "Ooohh! It Isss happening!!, wait, what's happening??" Twice asks. "Y/N's been hit with an aphrodisiac you moron." Twice quirks a brow, "Isn't that something that makes you, uhh-" Twice stops his sentence, "You mean Desperate for sex? duh?! Toga exclaims rolling her eyes. "Will you two shut up? I'm tired of hearing your mouths all you do is talk.." Dabi looks over at them visibly annoyed. "Fine, Fine, me and twice won't talk about your horny girlfriend. "Shigaraki makes sure the doors are all locked,"Alright guys, let's move out" NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

Dabi holds your hand throughout half of the ride, you start palming and touching his cock through his jeans. "Fuck Y/N, stop.. you're gonna make me hard."

You whimper. Dabi reaches down into your jean skirt past your thong and rubs your clit in little circles, you roll your eyes back into your head Suddenly he stops, you almost cry from the sudden stop of it seemed like the best feeling in the whole world departed from you. Dabi lifts his fingers out of your pants with a string of your arousal coming with them. "Shhh fuck..don't cry, soon we'll be done with the mission then ill give you anything you want baby girl I promise." Dabi coos "Nooo ~ I need now baby, please its painful...~" Dabi sighs in defeat, "Boss, shes cryin' what do I do, what do I tell her?" Dabi leans up close to Shigaraki's passenger seat to whisper in his ear. "I don't know??, listen we are almost to our standing ground you need to hurry up and figure out something, i don't care if you fall back for 5 minutes while we get in position but if you do you better hurry up and make it fast." Dabi quirks a brow and smirks "I never thought you'd say that boss. "Awe that's not fair!!" Toga and Twice say in unison. "Well suck it up shitheads, you're going you have no choice." Shigaraki Spits. The van comes to a stop, Would you like me to open up a portal Mr.Shigaraki, or would you wish for Compress to use his marbles?. Kurogiri asks. "Let's use Compress's marbles" Compress Nods, capturing Toga twice, spinner each in 1 marble. Shigaraki stands outside of the car, Talking to Dabi, "Alright handle your business and be finished in 5 minutes, when you see the portal open on the ground jump in it. "I know how to go into Kurogiri's portals Shigaraki I'm not an idiot." Shigaraki sighs, "Whatever if you don't get in we are leaving you there." Dabi nods, as Shigaraki becomes one with the marble, Compress exits the car and starts to hop on top of buildings to get into their assigned position.

"Alright cmere baby" He grabs your waist and pulls you into his lap, kissing you sweetly, he loved this, He loved how intimate you two were in this moment, in every moment he shared with you actually, he will forever protect you with his life, despite being a villain he had a specific soft spot just for you, no one else and he wanted to make sure you felt it. You kiss his neck as you start to undress yourself But Dabi stops you. "Don't take it off baby, we still have to get to the league after this." You nod sweetly, "here.." Dabi says taking your shirt and bra, lifting them both up above your breasts, You smirk and kiss him roughly. "Fuck, baby.." Dabi groans as he starts to pull your jean skirt down along with your thong. "Look at this wet fuckin pussy" You let out a pornographic-like moan as he sticks both his middle and ring finger deep inside of you, pressing on that little spongey spot that could make you cum in minutes.

"Good girl.. take my fingers jussss like that.." he hisses watching you roll you're eyes back into your head and creating an 'o' like shape with your mouth. You then unbuckle his belt swiftly, bending down getting ready to suck his cock. "No no let me make you feel good." he says, you batt your eyelashes in response, "mm, okay." "Good girl.." every passing moment, every praise makes you grow wetter by the second. He flips you over on your back spreads your legs evenly, and dives into your replusing cunt like he's a starved animal slurping up your wetness, like it's nobody's business. "Oh fuck yes~!" you moan out, "Mhmm.. right there? yeah? does that feel good?" He hums into your pussy causing vibration, which causes a stream of "yes's" to flow out of your mouth.

"Nghh~! Don't stop... please, don't stop..!" You whine hungry for more. Suddenly he comes to an abrupt stop, "No!! I was so close..." You start to cry feeling overstimulated. Dabi looks deep into your eyes almost forgetting what Dr. Garaki said to him, but Dabi was hard, painfully hard, Dabi laughs as he lays horizontally in the back seat, he throws you on his lap. You lean into his chest nuzzling your head into his neck letting you sink down and adjust to his length Slowly entering you, nothing but you and your boobs in his face, he latches onto one nipple as he thrusts upwards into your tight heat. You take a deep gasp for air as you feel the stretch around Dabi’s extensive girth. “That’s it..shit…so fucking tight!” Dabi groans out, you sit up as you start to bounce on his cock, already there’s a ring of cum forming at the base, a stream of curses flowing with it.

You seem unable to keep up rhythm so you lean over again putting both of your hands on his shoulders for support. Dabi smirks, “Need help hm?” “Mhm..” you agree, he puts his hands on your ass lifts it up, and thrusts in an upwards motion aggressively, making his balls repeatedly slap on your clit. You roll your eyes to the back of your head and you look up to the ceiling with your mouth in that same ‘o’ shape from earlier, barely even taking a breath you mewl out. “OH MFFFFUCK! ~ OH YES~~!” Your moans and the “fwap fwap fwap” is the only thing that could be heard from the van.

“Fuck.. good fucking girl, look at that pussy… milking my fuckin cock baby…” You clench on him at the praise, he kisses you deeply following with a humming sound. “Wanna take this outside baby? Stretch our legs?” You nod quickly as Dabi opens the car door, standing outside you and the moon being the only light he bends you over right then and there with nothing to grab on to, he pushes his cock back into you and starts ramming you from behind holding onto your hips to prevent you from falling over, your tits hang low as they too, bounce back and forth from the recoil. “Look at this fat fucking ass baby, I feed you good huh? *slap* “god yes~!” You moan out Dabi abruptly takes your hair and puts it into his fist in a ponytail pulling on it, not too hard but just enough to make you whine. “yes what?…”

LMK IF YALL WANT PART 2 CUZ I EXCEEDED THE TYPING LIMIT REPOSTS APPRECIATED!

[irissweatersbearthoughts]

WWDITS S5 ep 1 & 2 thoughts

HI, my friends!!!! **SPOILERS AHEAD!!!** Pls slide by, this account will not be safe for spoilers (for whatever current eps are out, i am closing my eyes for teasers on new eps).   Current thoughts, ep1 , HOLY MOLY I,,I really feel bad for Guillermo, they make my boy suffer so much. Though I couldn’t help but laugh knowing the other coworker at Derek’s place would not look up, while there is a literal blood scene on the floor. But, also why is this man still cleaning toilets, when he was given a huge sum of money, sir go get urself something nice... AJSNAs. Nandor was so cute on the carousel, and omg when he broke the door it actually scared me. I keep forgetting that these vampires can be scary sometimes, but we all know Guillermo would be the one to survive in the end. And lord puppy eyes for the guide, let her wIN, I support womans wrongs but Nadja baby pls.. AJSNA Ep 2, Again great, I just, I really love Lazlo and Nandor bonding more as per usual. It was so cute when Lazlo admitted he was jealous of Nandor’s hypnosis powers, and honestly, I feel like Nandor is getting more powerful not in just that, something is happening??? Idek...very nice for Nadja to find a place that reminds her of home, I was really going awww, especially when the guide mimicked her happy spin, reminds me of when Lazlo mimicked Nadja’s little dance as well. Also don’t think I forgot, fucking I, How the hell is baron Afanas keeps getting pretter in every frame, and me crying cause the sire was making himself a little circus with popsicle sticks, IM GUNNA CRY AND THROW UP. Why can’t I live in that house it’s not fair. Now for more Lazlo and Guillermo bonding.,, but honestly these new eps made me laugh and worried at the same time. We are in for some more Nandermo trauma, The writers of this show really popped off and I CAN’t-

In conclusion I’ve rewatched these 2 eps, twice already, I will partake in a 3rd watch, when I first watched I felt like life was not real, I’m so so happy! I ran to tumblr to check what everyone had to say, yall are so smart and funny! I want to draw but my hand is still sore from yesterday, I have so many things I want to doodle! More art in the future! Thank you for yalls support, feel free to tell me ur thoughts, sending Hearts! ❤❤❤ 

[jinkicake]

And then back to Lucifer!! Like every time I see fanart if him I’m like god I LOVE old men😭 like him and Zhongli really scratch my “tall hot serious men” itch and they’re so corny it’s great!! Zhongli being like “someone said im dummy thick what does that mean?” And Lucifer texting “you are shaving years off my life” in every in game chat is hilarious 😭 like I read a fic where mammon traps you both in a closet unaware his prank backfired and you’re stuck in there too and Lucifer trying his best not to fuck you in this cramped closet(spoiler he fails) and he’s like “hmm maybe o need to look into human anatomy I could be too big” sir🥴 like outside his dom aura he’s so soft and will flusted if he notices he’s been holding your hand for too long. Like if I want to see him melt I just have to kiss his forehead a few times!! He’s so touch starved and experiencing unconditional love and care WILL have him tearing up. Omg remembering the paws and claws event! Wish mc got to spend a few chapters as a sheep bc Lucifer was already struggling to not whip it out being a wolf. He sees cute soft sheep mc shaking in fear he’s going to take you in the foyer😭 but if I remember correctly sheep go into heat every 17 days and stay in heat 30 to 36 hours👀 so I will cry much have to tie him to the bed. The brothers having to call up Michael im the Celestial realm💀 “tf do YALL want??” “So maybe giving humans the capacity to overindulge in worldly desires was a bad idea🙂” lmao the angels aren’t safe either im gunna get a cease and desist from sky daddy bc they were here to be students!! And they got a sex tape floating around on devilhub😔

LUCIFERRRRRRR </33333 ive been waiting for this one!!!!

there is something about old men that just makes me fucking foam at the mouth like i think about gray-haired zhongli and i just want to rip my hair out-

NO EXACTLYYYYY i love how luci is an asshole but also such a big softie like it makes my heart so soft.... you can be mean to me luci but you have to pamper my ass to make it up to me!! (i talk about this man way too seriously for him not to be real it's kinda concerning like i think we should be concerned about it but i dont care!!!)

the way he kisses us any chance he gets and then always promises to fuck us too heheheh he's been waiting centuries for us!!!!! OH- NOT THE PAWS AND CLAWS EVENTTTTT i never played it but watched youtube videos and ugh- i wish i had-

hmm every 17 days being stuck (GLUED) to Lucifer for 36 hours... I could do that... yeah I could take him!!! .... i could take him.

not devilhub LMFAOOOOOOOOOO T T

i just..... i love luci T T

[nocturniicus]

google how to turn on my dom switch

i cant fucking find it

crying

[milkiematcha]

adding on to male manipulator jeno anon....sadist jeno. yeah.

just jeno getting off to the thought of how pretty you look ruined underneath him and does everything in his power to see you like that everytime :)))

omg yall are geniuses?? like i love it

i need to stop saying jeno coos but he really does, he coos at the way your mascara runs down your cheeks while you tremble in front of him. and he just loves making you cum over and over again before he even properly fucks you, just so he can hear the drawn out whine of overstimulation when he stretches you out on him

he loves the way your hands wrap around his wrist when he chokes you, he loves watching you hiccup from crying so much, and he love love loves pulling out for a minutes just to watch you beg for him.

and hear me out- this man has a kink for watching you stand the next morning, with the fingerprint bruises on your hips and the way you stumble around like a little deer. it's like you're permanently ruined, unable to even steadily walk down to the kitchen without clinging to his arm.

this was shorter than i would've done but im currently working on a much longer fic on manipulator!jeno and i think im gunna add some sadism to it? if yall get any more ideas i will eat them up and maybe add them to the fic because you guys are smart. thank you so much for the ask<333

[grav3y4rd-b4t]

the fruity four as quotes me and my friends have said:

steve: deepthroat by cupcakke is a very inspirational song and i cry every time i hear it

eddie: cupcakke makes very sad music

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steve to eddie: IM EATING YOUR ART BRO

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robin: SCREAMS AND SKITTERS OFF LIKE A CAT

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eddie: cum

steve: cum

robin: cum

nancy:

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nancy: but its man juice

robin: i just fucked some man juice into ur dad

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eddie: the clitoris doesnt exist

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steve: no im straight i like.... um...... football......

eddie: then why are you preggers

steve: and..... boobies.........

eddie: with my child

steve: and............... country music

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eddie to robin: would you do meth with me

robin: absolutely

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steve: my automatically wet is pussy for you

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robin: my spirit animal is a tampon

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eddie: FUCK BANGS MY FISTS ON THE TABLE FALLS OUT OF MY CHAIR ROLLS AROUND ON THE GLOOR KICKING MY FEET LIKE A TODDLER

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robin: i have much fart but little poo

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steve: if anyone needs me. i’m going to be in the GARAGE doing dad things. like holding a wrench… i think.

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eddie: im a microwaveable whore

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nancy: women poop flowers. and men? men poop HOME DEPOTS

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steve, stanky legging: LEG SO STANKY YALL ARE GUNNA SUFFOCATE

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eddie: when i ate rob lowes ass

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nancy, talking about jonathan: and hes pan... he likes pans. no wonder my foods been tasting weird

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steve: I CANT EAT FRAT BOY BUTT

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robin: look at me being so sexy and shedding my skin like those lizard people that conspiracy theorists thought obama and mother teresa we're

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robin: you totally girlbossed your pregnancy

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eddie: every time i show an autistic trait im gunna say its my battle with my inner demons. im not autistic im at war

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steve: i am STRAIGHT!!! and my friends are GAY!!!! NO PROBLEMS LOVE IS LOVE

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eddie: pee first. do drugs.

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steve: I SWEAR TO OUR LORD AND SAVIOR TAYLOR SWIFT I WAS NOT READING TOP GUN OMEGAVERSE FANFICTION

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steve: HES SO MEAN AND SAYS SLURS I AM SO SORRY

eddie: im straight. i don't support the gays.

[cherrysha]

Respite

Heres the Phinks yall wanted! I tried to make him more of a Tsundere in this and, besides the degradation, this is the softest Phinks ive written thus far. Hope ya’ll like it! P.S. i could not find a good gif of that mfker so anime water it is

Summary: Phinks has been gone for a while on troupe business and he finally comes home.

Word count: 2.2k

My requests are open atm

Warnings: Exhibitionism, slight degradation, praise kink(?), Spit, mentions of panty sniffing, unprotected sex, cockwarming

It’s off the beaten path, a grown over trail hidden between ancient trees older than you, older than the trail itself. You idly wonder if many people encounter this grove, if any stray far enough away to take in the beauty that surrounds you right now. Filled with wildflowers and tall grass that gently sways in the breeze. A sea of color that blooms only for you and Phinks. Every time he leaves he takes you here when he gets back. No apologies or guilt for the time he’s spent away, only living for the moment he’s wrapped in the comfort of your embrace. It shouldn’t matter that he’s gone for months at a time, leaving you with nothing but your loneliness.

When you focus on the current moment again, you’re met with syrupy sweet kisses. Thick with an incessant need that thrums through the both of you like a live wire. Honeyed and mind numbing, Phinks holds you above him, body lazily spread out on the grass beneath you, he lets you take your fill. Warm hands cupping his face and soft lips that are too impatient to leave his for a single second.

The hot sun beats down on your back, touches every inch of skin and makes Phinks’ own hands feel so cool in comparison. He traces up and down your thighs, gliding over the hem of your dress restlessly before settling on the swell of your ass. It’s much calmer than the way you clutch on to him with a need to make up for lost time. Putty in his hands, soft and malleable. He idly thinks that maybe if he bites down on your plush lip he’ll be able to leave his own indent there.

The pack you’d brought lays discarded a few feet away. The feeling of Phinks gentle touch more important than anything it contained. Half finished water bottles held nothing that could sate the fire burning you to your core. He knows it, can feel it with every shift of your hips against him. You never did much to conceal your arousal. Breathless whimpers leaving your parched throat any time his mouth left yours, it doesn’t take much convincing to get you beneath him either.

‘No one’s gunna see’ he follows the statement with a triumphant grin on his face as you concede, your hands drifting away from the hem of your dress so he can push it up. His grip momentarily settles on your hips as he revels in the sight of you spread out beneath him, lightly colored panties clinging to your hips in such a way he has to ogle. When you whine and shift on the itchy grass beneath you, he still doesn’t concede. Just clicks his tongue, mutters out ‘impatient’ and lets his gaze linger on the wet patch at the crest of your thighs. It’s refreshing. The way you open up so eagerly for him. It’s something he’s been acutely aware of since he left. Days passing by without the feel of your skin against his, your impatient cries of his name. But now, trapped in your own little bubble, the world passes by as the two of you finally relish in what you’ve been yearning for. His calloused fingers move from your hips, tracing little patterns in their path down your thighs before coming back up to settle over the waistband that’s blocking him from the piece of you he’s so desperate to see. Taking them off is quick work, but once he does it’s hard not to stare too long at them. Stalking as he glared at the soft, small bundle of fabric in his open palm that smells so sweetly of you. He reminds himself that your cunt is right there, ready and waiting for him right now. Silently he pockets them, and when he pulls them out later it serves as a quiet reminder of everything he has. “S’gotta be quick Phinks... someone might se-“ “I don’t give a fuck, sweetheart. Don’t rush me.” There isn’t any malice behind his words, only slight irritation. He’d wanted this for so long, fucked his fist night after night to the thought of how tight you’d be once he finally came back home. There was no way he’d rush this when it was something he’d craved incessantly.

His arm pushes the back of your thighs up until your splayed out beneath him, hands fisting the grass and eyes screwed shut as Phinks revels in the sight of your pussy crying out for him. You must’ve missed this too. Idly, he runs a finger over the crest of it, outlining it sweetly before his thumb lightly drags up the crease of it and smears the wetness against your swollen clit. He’s rewarded with a petulant whine erupting from you that goes straight to his hardening cock. Phinks sticks two of his fingers in his mouth, sucking until he’s sure they’re covered in his own spit as he continues to eye your pussy, gaze unwavering even as he takes the digits out of his mouth. After what feels like hours of waiting, he finally breaches your pussy. So wet, he could’ve done without the spit but the way you whimper at the stretch is enough reassurance that it wasn’t such a bad idea. His fingers curl up into that spongy spot inside of you, he’s done this enough times to find it with ease. A few thrusts in, his thumb rolling soft circles over your clit, and you’re already mewling for him the way you used to.

“Want me to ruin this cunt, sweetheart?” His eyes find yours again, paying no mind to the pinpricks of tears that are gathering. It’s stern, the way he looks at you as if he expects an answer. You’re too focused on the drag of his fingers inside you that you can’t think. It’s been so long since you had this, had him filling you up so nicely with only a few digits. All you can manage to do is gaze up at him, enraptured by the flex of his jaw as his blue eyes meet yours. “Have I already ruined you so badly that you can’t even answer?” His fingers bend upwards harshly, rubbing more forcefully with each pass. You respond by crying out, tears finally falling as you try to find your words beyond the sound of wet clicking as Phinks’ digits move in and out of you. “Spoiled rotten” the insult is enough to loosen the grip you had on what was left of your resolve as you cum for the first time. he smiles as you constrict around him, twitching as waves of pleasure wrack through your body. “Guess I’m gunna make you even more spoiled, huh?” Your pussy is still sucking him in, clenching and unclenching in an effort to drive him in further. To push him out and drive him even crazier with want. It’s a feeling that Phinks is, admittedly, too selfish to give up. Quickly, His free hand pushes the waistband of his tracksuit pants down, sparing little time in the effort as he leaves them bunched around the top of his muscular thighs.

When his fingers finally leave from between your legs it joins with the other to smooth up your thighs, trailing slick moisture as it settles at the joint of your knees. his body pressing down as he languidly aligns himself with your entrance and fills you up. He’s never been the type to let you adjust to his girth, instead Phinks slowly begins thrusting. Looking for something with every push and pull against you. By bending your legs tighter against your chest and slotting his own body closer to yours It doesn’t take him long until he finds what he’s looking for. “Just gotta find that spot again huh? Riiiight there?” The yelp that blows away on the breeze is enough confirmation that he’s found it. His cock is pressed tight to the entrance of your womb, slightly bumping your cervix with every shift of his hips. In a few moments he’ll have you crying, overwhelmed by the dull pain of it. Helpless to the way every thrust against it makes you gush around him. Listlessly he moves against you. Body hovering inches above as he buries his face in your neck. Hot puffs of air leave his wet throat, making your skin sticky with each exhale as he tries not to move too fast. He wants to savor this. To drag this out as long as he can. No matter how much you claw at him, whines garbling from you and wet tears that collect in your hairline, he doesn’t speed up. He takes a minute to lift his head and admire how overwhelmed your pretty little face is. Dress stained from the grass beneath you as your body is fucked into the ground, sticky sweat coats every inch of you. And it’s gorgeous, everything he’s wanted and more.

“Keep your fuckin eyes open.. don’t get lazy on me, huh?” You nod, trying your damndest to meet his request as he continues fucking deeply into you. After a few minutes when you absently close your eyes again, too blissed out to think much of it, Phinks’ hand releases one of your legs to wrap around your throat. The new angle has him closer to your body, mouth a whisper away from your ear as he growls “what the fuck did I just say? Is it that hard for you to listen?” He’s been gone for too many months to drag this out any longer. You’re a mess beneath him, mouth open and eyes glazed over as your grass stained hands come to grip at his own around your throat. Too overwhelmed to properly listen to him like you used to, almost begging for a punishment. Phinks’ resolve easily slips from his grasp at the sight.

His hips finally pick up their pace, a wet slapping noise radiates around you and rivals the thrum of blood in your ears. He has no qualms bruising your cervix over and over, not with the way your body sucks him in so greedily. How you beg so sweetly, almost incoherently for something that you have no words for. You wanted this, liked when he was deep enough to leave a lasting ache inside of you. A visceral reminder of his overwhelming presence. Never waning as he took every opportunity to fuck that delicious ache back inside of you. When your eyes close again, a silent scream falling from your mouth as the coil inside you snaps, there’s no punishment. It’s only an opportunity to spit in your open and awaiting mouth. His fingers remove themselves from around the sides of your throat to roughly massage over your tongue, his smile only growing when you splutter around them. Your hands still hold tight against his wrist but it does nothing to stop him from further gagging you as they hit the back of your throat. A breathy groan falls from his parted lips as you continue to clench down hard on his cock, eyes shut as you fight your reflexes and begin to suckle on the digits in your mouth.

  His hips stutter before picking up their previous rhythm, a harsh snap that fills the air and makes you whine with sensitivity. Phinks tries his best to ignore the pressure building low in his abdomen, gritting his teeth as he surges forward for more. One look at your damp face, eyes glossy and unfocused as you let him explore the wet warmth of your mouth, your pussy, taking every part of you he wants, is his undoing. Only a quiet “Fuck��� warns you of his impending orgasm. The moan that rips through his chest is sinful, jaw slackening as you feel him release inside of you. You let out a relieved whine at the sensation as your own body finally has a moment of peace from Phinks’ bruising thrusts.

  All too suddenly it’s quiet, the only noise being Phinks’ heaving breaths and the wind whistling through the trees. But it comes as no surprise, he’s always quiet afterwards. Likes to savor the feeling of how his sensitive cock fits so snugly inside of you for as long as you’ll let him. His fingers eventually leave your mouth to cup your jaw, head resting in the crook of your neck as his thumb idly traces the outline of your lips. You don’t move to push him away, don’t open your mouth to complain about the grass scratching at your legs. Instead, you take a moment to breathe in his scent. To relax into the warmth of his touch and the sun overhead. Silence isn’t a rare phenomenon with Phinks. He’s brash and quick to anger, but in exchange you’re gifted moments like these. When his touch is nothing less than comforting and you can feel everything that’s left unsaid rolling off of him in waves of pure unadulterated fondness. Love is a language he’s not well versed in. His tongue is too clumsy to speak it fluently. So instead he lets the silence speak for him. “You missed me, huh?” you ask after a while, hand coming up to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. The question is completely rhetorical. You aren’t expecting a response, but he humors you all the same. “Yeah… yeah I missed you.”

[anteroom-of-death]

Life, for Dummies p14

a/n: its wrapping up babes.....next??? epilouge and i can assure you...it’s gunna be, SPECTAULAR! yall....we LOVE a the great reference....so i did it.

Time passes slowly as you cemented in your immortality. Life became easier as you grew in confidence. 

The Master was a great help, not just teaching you the in’s and out’s of being ageless, but educating you on how to claim your legacy as a partial Time Lord and the dynamite power that you were. Every day turning into every month, you grew in power and felt yourself harness the madness within your core. The intricate shifts of the universe? 

At your disposal and yours to peruse through. 

You became fluent in a very intimate way of speaking Gallifreyan and writing it that you never felt possible, despite all your previous studying. It was as if it were your native language, just not something you’d happened to pick up off the streets. You felt the Master’s declarations of love and lust moaning off his tongue as he spoke into your mouth, kissing you as you fucked each other deeply, penetrating each other’s mind as he went deeper and rougher inside you.

You weren’t so fragile anymore. 

He could these days. 

Of course.

Of course, things shifted dynamics wise. 

You didn’t moan in awe of his mania or his various inconceivable actions. They were conceivable. Even as a human, you’d been a tad bit of an unorthodox thinker, but usually he’d leave you in the dust leaping to connect dots. As you now were?

The dots connected in shimmering patterns.

Your brain was both a million times emptier and a million times more crowded. You had new room for ideas and could carry a dozen or so different trains of thought at once.

No wonder the species perfected time-travel…

Space was yours and you and him, and your now shimmering, sharp mind waged war against all who stood in your way. 

Even that pesky Doctor bowed to you, shocked and terrified of what a pet could become...if you let them recognize and upgrade their potentials.

They didn’t even take your flirting as a charade at their new tight body as a compliment. 

They let you two slip and even resigned the control of the universe they felt entitled to unto you two.

It was fun to make your once awakening beg for mercy…

Perversely, you didn’t feel like good or evil for anything.

There really was no such thing. 

Morals and meaning. Once you reached your first century, things started falling away. Bits and shards of your humanity, like old nail polish when drying your hands. What was right or wrong that you learned in various ethics and philosophy classes or even hands-on in life ceased meaning. Seeing good or seeing evil was for those who had a life and death cycle. 

The Master and you did some research. He’d drift on in this form forever. Stymied to this body. Not that you particularly minded. 

You’d be frozen in yours much the same way.

True immortality had been reached by you both.

Something he longed for so much for so long.

Ironic that the sacrifice of blood for the life of his beloved pet would bring it out in him.

He was truly in his most attractive form and he had you to thank for it. 

You could leer at his form for years. 

And years truly did pass. 

Once you reached roughly three-hundred, you stopped counting. Counting birthdays seemed useless. An arcane tradition from an increasingly distant pass. A chant to the death and how to sparkle up the eyes and be optimistic about the inevitable. 

One day, you happened to be on Earth and you noticed a calendar, and the distant memory of the day you were born startled you to a halt mid-scheme. A hot flash of twisting iron ground into your stomach as you started rapidly counting and flurries of years crashed. 

“Pet?” He pulled you to his side, frowning as he assessed you physically. You could feel your mental bond being crossed as you sorted and he helped you pile yourself back into a redeemable sense.

You muttered something. He pointed to his ears, you muttered again. The dawning giving you your first reverie in centuries. You closed your eyes as the blood rushed into your ears and the thudding of your heart echoed dully. 

“I’m five hundred andseventy five.” You finally hissed after you caught your breath. 

You felt him hold you. “Oh, I know.” He pulled you back a bit and kissed your forehead. 

“Why do you think we’re on Earth? Hmm?” 

You shrugged. Another day, another fantastic wild ride through your universe. 

No doubt about it, it was yours. You both controlled it completely in one way or the other. 

Some of your old human density arose.

“Oh. That’s today in my timeline?”

“Yeah.” He smiled and ruffled his hair. “That’s the only birthday Time Lords really celebrated...half a millennia, then half a century, then half of that…” He clued you in, beaming. Eyes misting over...

You went on to have a lovely day physically torturing all of Reganite congress and then wiping the collective memories after fucking in a pool of blood, licking and laughing as you drank into each other. Having them be dazed and confused all naked and bloody and bruises flowing up to the surface…

All and all, a good birthday.

He took you back to the TARDIS, and the lights dimmed a soft purplish blue as he divested you of your panties and bra and picked you up gingerly and spread your legs. “I’m gonna do the alphabet now.” He tucked into your folds, voraciously licking and biting as he switched between languages and formats, spelling everything as you gripped his hair and toes curled inward.

He didn’t let you stop cumming for days.

Locked inwards and outwards until you were a goop pile of sex-crazed sleepiness. You finally passed out as you felt him carry you into the bedroom and crawl into bed with you and spoon you deeply. 

Days passed on.

And that was befitting to you…

You were the Queen of All, and the Master, your Devoted King. 

A powerful trip to give one former human.

But alas, it was the flavor of the life you lived.

You loved seeing him from across the room, whether or not it be disguised in plotting, and you’d take the role as the enslaver, or vise versa. Or even both at once. It was the thrill of the kill, and the pleasure of it all.

You’d even fucked beyond recognition 18th century Russia by him playing a sweet, naive virgin Count and you a scullery maid. Both whispering dissent and letting that dolt of a child Catherine think she was planning a coup. 

You saw him as you were bringing in sheets playing the virgin card and you definitely had to lock yourself in her huge walk-in and scream for the scene for an hour. He found you after you both had gotten done with that day’s work. 

“Heard you laughing at me…” He shoved you into the ground of the gardens and purred into your ear as he divested him trouser.

“Amethyst eyes.” You mocked the girl’s lilty voice in a nasally squirm.

You crossed your hands on your heart and changed your mocking tone to match his, “Are you seducing me?” You added some false tears, to blend in with your crying laughter. 

That earned you a slap across the face and him turning you around, ripping your underthings away. “How dare you talk to your superior, I’m a Count, you filthy little maid.”

You snorted, “A nice little benefit package you're giving me?” You joked as you felt that familiar weight grab your hips and pull you down towards his thick prick. 

“You know this is the 18th century and Russia. We don’t pay our help.” He explained.

“I’m unionizing!” You moaned and braced yourself, gripping grass and dirt. 

He thrusted hard, proof that Orlo wasn’t a sweet bastard boy, but the universal bastard most knew and feared. He cupped your breasts and tore at your kerchief, ruining your bodice jacket in the process and reached into the stays, deftly stretching the front panel with his flexible hands and under your shift and massaging your breast and digging a nail or two into your nipples. You stifled a scream. Revolution would come. But not before you.

You went on like that for three hours, rutting in the Russian night like wild pigs out to stud. Eventually you came and went, talking about the next phase of awkward Orlo and the housekeeper starting a coup…

You rolled your eyes, “Whatever happened to the cigarette after sex?” You offhandedly muttered, watching the sky start to get light, “Humans found out pleasure kills?” The Master shrugged. 

“Humans are dumb.” You observed astutely.

“Definitely.” He kissed your neck and bit it roughly and popped off, Orlo had a meeting and you had to ready that room of Peter’s. 

He wrinkled his nose at you across the room, and you swore you would have died right there.

That adventure came and went, and you moved onto the next.

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

Summary: In which you talk to Billy after your fight. Warning: none i think Requested: constantly and some of yall got mean

Have you ever been really tired, but tried to swim – while also having those mom weights tied to your ankles.

That's what it was like living in Billy Hargrove's world, without actually having Billy by your side anymore. You felt like you were drowning, but also dehydrated. You felt like you were crashing down after the fall off a mountain. Watching him all day long day acting as if nothing happened, that probably fucking hurt the most.

He was fine, and you were barely holding on by your fingertips.

How was he fine? The fucking asshole.

You has maintained a habit over the week you guys had been apart. Avoid him, go to class, ignore him in the two classes you shared (not even a glance) and then go home on your bike. Alone. Repeat the next day. It's not like he was making it hard, he went back to a life where he didn't know you to begin with. It's like you'd never shared time together. Or even talked really.

You truly didn't know how he did it.

“Are you listening, Y/N?” Tina asked, slapping her hand on your book. You were with her in the library, helping her cram for her chemistry test. You didn't need to study anymore, but the excuse was enough to get you out of running into Billy. Did he know where the library even was?

Dick.

“Yeah,” you said, returning your attention. “Sorry, where were we?”

“You were gunna spill the details on what happened with you and the king,” she said, winking.

Ha, good one.

“Ew, Tina don't call him that.”

“C'mon, spill. I've given you space for a few days but I'm dying over here.” She pouted.

“I'm not going to help you if you even bring it up again,” you said, going stone cold.

She stood up straighter, and nodded. Afraid of annoying you further.

After school, you were heading to your bike when Ethan Archer waved to you from the other side of the parking lot. You were hardly friends. And you figured if anything he was trying to piss off Billy.

But that could be fun.

Curious, you walked over.

“Hey, Y/N, how ya doin?” he asked, leaning back against his car. It wasn't as nice as Billy's, and he wasn't as smooth as Billy. But he was cute. Justifiable rebound for sure.

“I'm okay,” you said, shrugging.

“I heard you and Billy ended things.” You tried not to cringe at the words. “Sorry, too soon? I didn't meant to make you upset, I just figured someone as cool as you blew him off.”

“Not exactly,” you said, frowning.

“Ah, shit. I'm sorry.” He stood up straighter. “You wanna go get a burger? Bitch about it a little bit?”

“Ethan, we've never even really talked before.”

“I know, in all honesty I was going to ask you out, but you seem sad and your so nice so I opt to friendzone myself to be a shoulder to cry on.”

You laughed, and it felt like the first genuine smile in a while. You agreed, and got into his car. You pretended not to notice Billy staring at you from his circle of friends. You just kept talking and smiling with Ethan.

It was actually really pleasant spending time with him too. He was a nice guy, and he seemed like one day he just decided not to be an asshole. He talked about the things he liked to do in his spare time, and the book he read last week. And it all sounded genuine. You told him about your hobbies, and the movie you watched last night. And briefly told Ethan about the fight with Billy, but when it got too much you changed the topic to the menu, and he didn't pry anymore into it. After you finished eating, you noticed Billy's car was parked outside. You didn't know how long he'd been there, or why he was there at all.

“Ready to go?” you asked, wanting out of here before Billy had a chance to try something.

“Yep,” he said, getting up after you. “Don't worry,” he said, throwing an arm over your shoulder. “I know I don't have a chance with you.”

You smiled, and patted his chest as you two walked out of the restaurant.

When you got by Ethan's car, Billy started his up and drove off.

“I thought for sure he was about to kick my ass.”

--

The next morning, you got up and groaned. You were sure Billy would pick a fight with Steve, or maybe slander your name. But instead you looked outside and saw Billy sitting in your driveway, leaning against his car and having a smoke.

“What are you doing here, Billy?” you asked out the window.

He looked up at you. His face staying hard. “Hurry up and get ready, I don't have all day.”

In ten minutes you were ready and outside, face to face with the man that broke your heart. As you got closer, Billy slowly got into his car. And so did you. It was dead silent, and he didn't move the car yet.

“You dating him now? Already?” Billy asked.

“What does it matter to you? I'm sure you've had a different girl every night,” you said, the words hurting you probably more than they hurt him.

“Nope,” he said, backing the car out of the lane way. “No one.”

“Yeah, right.”

“You think I could ever find someone to compare to you? You think I even want to try?” he asked, shaking his head. “Dickhead.”

“Did you just call me.... what the fuck!? Fuck you!” You shouted, pushing his shoulder.

“Watch it, doll. I'm driving.”

“Not me anymore, pull over. I'm getting out,” you said.

“Calm down, no you're not we're not done talking,” he said.

“Oh, yes we are,” you said, crossing your arms.

“Will you just fucking listen for a second?” he asked, you looked at him silently and nodded. “I miss you. I miss everything about you. Did you know on Monday I got a B plus on my test? The one we studied for? Yeah, you make me want to try harder, and do better. I am fucking better because of you. And not because you made me, but I just fucking wanted to.” He looked over at you, and then quickly returned his eyes to the road. “I've never met anyone better than you and I don't think I will. I'm sorry, I yelled at you. I'm sorry I scared you and I'm even more sorry that I'm too selfish and can't let you go.”

You looked at him, having a hard time deciding whether or not he was lying.

“Why'd you come get me this morning?” you asked.

“What?”

“Was it to tell me all this before I could talk to Ethan again?”

“No. I figured if you really love me then you wouldn't move on in the first place. I just owed you apologies.”

“So then why pick me up?”

“Because I doubted that Archer would realize you left your bike at the school, and you're too nice to ask and I don't like you walking down your street there's no sidewalk and people fly around that corner,” he said, sounding worried about you. “I love you, okay?”

"I love you too.” You crossed your arms. “But don’t call me a dickhead anymore.”

[huggableduck]

giovanni sprites review

Red/Blue/Yellow

you know I had to DO IT TO EM..... I have so many feelings about this one like.. this sprite held too much raw energy for the gameboy graphics to process, I feel hexed. just look at his fucking power stance need I say more. I mean he do got those big ass ears though.... the better to hear you taking shit with fuck u thought!!!!!! also yellow version got my mans pretty flourescent lookin just like bart but I still fuck with him i don't care if he looks like a highlighter 8/10

FireRed/LeafGreen

not gunna lie the remakes on that GOOD shit!!! they got gio looking delightfully short & stocky just like god intended. iconic black suit (very classy) with no lapels for some reason but it be like that sometimes im not here to judge. and not 2 mention that widows peak sharp enough to cut my ass open. ALL IN ALL A CLASSIC LOOK THAT JUST CANT BE BEAT 9/10

HeartGold/SoulSilver

new look!! new look!! this one is called gio on the go... because he's running from the FUCKING FEDS this boss dont give a DAMN!!!!! being a criminal doesn't stop gio from dressing sharp as fuck, and it shows with that gucci rainfly accented with an elegant & gentlemanly handkerchief folded in his pocket as a homage to the R??? lord?? & lest we forget that classy homburg. his slightly graying hair makes him look very sophisticated, currently considering him as my sugar daddy. it's like we out here paying ransoms to the mafia & assassinating jfk all over again.... INCREDIBLY SLICK AND MYSTERIOUS 800/10

Black 2/White 2

pretty much completely identical to hgss but one billion times sexier because of his improved animation like genuinely this is such an excellent look for him and I don't think I'll ever stop nutting over it 75000.3/10

Ultra Sun/Ultra Moon

okay stop hold the fucking phone... that confident stare.. those broad shoulders... that sturdy manly physique. one hand in the pocket like he dgaf oh lord have mercy on my SOUL....... ENHANCE

BIG MOOD RETURNS & HE OUT THE CLOSET NOW SO YALL BETTER BE FUCKING SCARED!!!!! I don't CARE if my guy doesn't have any eyebrows I am diving DEEP!!!!!! he really out here bringing back the slick & simple suit look with the iconique rocket R but with a grey shirt & gay pride to show he fuckin serious this time? damn bitch you is VALID!!!!!!! u think you know what a man is?? fuck you. giovanni WILL steal your dad. also tell me why it's been like 20 years and he still look like a snack. dermatologists fucking hate him and so do the national police but what are they gonna do, cry about it?? 9999999999.999/10

[littlemissfortunes666]

My happy place (Long post/Recount)

I saw some live music on saturday night. I hadnt had a night out for a while just to see live music. And i sit back and remeber what occured. Imma tell yall the event of that night. I feel like i havent been as happy as that night. So. If you dont wanna read dont worry, but this js me documenting what happend.

Mum and i got there around 7-7:30 ish.

Already it was starting to get packed so we went and sat at the front of the stage, mum and i arent fans of the band Dokken, but the first band was a tribute band to them, we watched from where the bar was, we had a good time just watching the musicians and the fans have fun.

Then. All heaven and hell broke loose.

The band that mum and i were there too see started up, mum and i were at the front of the stage, the singer instantly noticed me from the other time we were there and gave me a kiss on the cheek from the stage. The bassist also held my hand for a second or two. Mum and i sang our fucking hearts out. The band was a tribute to Poison (which i adore) and i was just on cloud 9. I was on top of the world. We were just gathered in a room full of people smiling and laughing and singing. I felt happy, like genuinly happy for once this whole year. When they finished up, i had too pee and of course there was a line for the ladies. I met this one girl who was early 40's who said she had hair like mine once and her hair was a wig, she had beaten cancer three times and now was living while she could. We laughed, i thought it was crazy that me, a 17 year old girl, can make a 45 year old woman laugh and feel hopeful after battling cancer three times. She told me to live for myself. Live for happiness and strive to be myself and that she was already proud of me. I met this woman 10 minutes ago and she has already made a huge impact.

When i got back to our spot. Mum held up a pass she had that the bassist had given her. He asked where i was and said he wanted to meet the cute girl at the front. I almost teared up with joy as she gave me the poison VIP pass.

So the bon jovi tribute came on and again, cloud 9 motherfucker.

He sung runaway (highly reccomend the song go check it out) and he sung the second verse to me and joked around with me. I felt very special to say the least 😂.

We danced, we sang, i felt so fucking happy.

Then it was all over. Mum and i went to the toilet again and when we came out we saw the singer of the Poison band. He saw me, smiled and then pulled me in for a hug that i didnt want to end honestly. I thanked him for the night and making me feel happy. And he smiled and kissed me on the cheek again and told me that me smiling and singing back to him was very special becuase i was so young and that it was the highlight of his night. And we then ran into the bassist a little while after, and he hugged me and told me about more gigs that were gunna be, and he expected me to be there. He hugged me again and said it was sweet that he saw my face. And then told me how beautiful it was to see the younger gen get into music and just be happy living like that. He told us his real name and how much he loves music amd just general chat. We cahtted for a solid half an hour. He was so sweet and was rapped that i was only 17 and i was at an 80's tribute band show. He gave my mum a hug and told her that she raised me right. He hugged me once again to say goodbye and we left the venue. I didnt want to leave. But all good things must come to and end no matter how much it breaks you.

Mum and i got maccas on the way home. And i'm stuck doing holiday homework for the rest of the week and i wanna cry.

I just keep reliving that one night. Becuase it was the happiest i had been for a while.

I know that was long, i just wanted to recount what happend.

So. Yeah. 💚🖤

It was nuthin but a good time, how can i resist. 😉😂🖤

(The gif is of the poison singer who was singing to me throughout the gig💚😁)

[shkon]

Also my dream was crazy as fuck. I haven’t had a dream this vivid in a long time. (Story time now) btw also included a setting from another dream of mine that was also vivid. My dream world is taking shape and it’s based around my home town.. (really good read actually)

So I visited home from my new “home” in riverside and went to the mall to get myself a deli sandwich and a Thai tea. The perfect realm since the real mall would never have that, I mean deli sandwiches and Thai tea what a perfect combo. Anyways, I barely get my Thai tea when I run into a couple street kids I used to roll with back in the day and they’re headed out so I decided to walk with them. We reach the end of the parking lot and see my best friend aka brother ivan, who at this point of our lives have reached a lot of hostility between eachother and haven’t seen eachother in about 6 months. Instantly we hug it out like two lovers split from the fires of war.. I know homo AF We start talking and the fix gear biker gang kids get frustrated and say something along the lines of “hey dude I know you’re in town and feel special n shit, but we got some blunts to smoke at a gig downtown, you comin or nah?” Butthurt for having to split up with my boy for a night of “booze and bitches,” their words not mine, I made a last ditch effort to combine all my plans in one. I brought up an idea, “why don’t I throw a party and you can invite all your little homies and I can invite my Friends, we mix groups and have ourselves a rager.” Everyone loved the idea since they know I have good taste, I mean Thai tea and deli sandwiches? You go dreamworld me you’re awesome. Ivan brought up a good point, he said, “bro your in town for one night you don’t even live here? Where the fuck are you going to throw a party?” Scurrying through the inner dimensions of my noodle I inquired about a desolate land I had explored with my other best friend kurren in another dream world. (I didn’t invite him to the party lol) This place had abandoned buildings we could party at, watering holes, even a haunted sewage treatment plant rampant in wildlife just a quarter mile up the hill. Everyone gets really excited, except ivan since he always disagrees with me, which is why there was hostility between us in the first place. I stared at him waiting for his approval which I didn’t need anyway but would only lock in my positive emotions for the weekend further, “fuck it, let’s do it!”

Excitedly we all split up awaiting the night full of shenanigans, I stay with ivan and I get ready at his place. As I’m changing in his bathroom I look at my reflection and I see an old lady with an odd bejeweled grill and white Irises, she was oddly beautiful for her age and I understood that she was a witch or some sort of banshee, being the sicko that I am I instantly start masturbating… at first she smiled and liked it but then I felt this weird burst of energy and a cat latched on to my legs and meows really loud knocking back the tv the mirror and the table it was standing on. I get super freaked out and run into the kitchen where ivan and his cousin are hanging out barely cupping my towel around my nads. “Dude your fucking house is haunted as fuck! Bro there’s a fucking demon in the mirror what the fuuuck!” Ivan knowing his house was a little out of wack decided to investigate for himself, flipping the mirror where the demon is still grooming herself smiling all sexy.. “Yup that’s a demon alright.” She winks at us and I get another boner sending another burst of energy from the mirror lmaoo. “Think you’re pissing off her husband sicko,” ivan points to my odd boner which was in plain sight for all to see since the last burst of energy knocked my towel away (witch lady winks at us and scene fades away)

Ivan’s cousin Orlando and I wait around in Ivan’s living room staring at the pictures and figurines on the wall making new faces at us everytime we blink. I point it out to Orlando who’s extremely high at this point just staring blankly at the pictures and didn’t even notice the changes. I point it out to him and he smiles chillingly and says “ we need to get the fuck out of here pronto.. I don’t know how ivan lives like this.” (We hear one last burst of energy from The bathroom and the scene faded again to us driving to the party)

As we arrive I notice a buncha friends and mutuals parked in front of the abandoned pad obviously the dumbest move they could have made. “Obviously they remodeled the place it’s cool to park here” a stranger (Ricky) replied to my “yall retarded” face pointing at a charred memory of a child’s treehouse that now only carried the foundation and support beams. I guide everyone to a place to park and head inside setting up snacks booze and a generator for the dj to power the house with tunez. Scene fades in and out with a devilish montage of natural good human fun; people talking shots, strobe lights flicking us through each scene, two girls making out, shrooms and acid being administered in young street kids mouths, Flashbacks of the banshee winking at me. At this point I’m sitting pool side with one of the girls who was making out at the cliff end of a watering hole, music still playing in the background just close enough to hear it all and far enough to have a conversation. “Ya I actually ran into this place with my boy kurren a couple months back, the devil resides in the peak of that tower, it’s an extreme hike not meant for the faint of heart. Dark tunnels you end up crawling through covered in evil sludge sent from the man himself” super engaged and smiling at me she lays her head on my arm all cozy laying almost upright sideways on the end of the cliff, “once you get out through the top of the elevator shaft there’s a vegetated area lost to time where coyotes and deer roam, a bridge leads to the water tower and the quickest way down is to jump off the tower and into this watering hole” She was a good girl light red head from a good family straight A student,it was her first night out, the fixxy crew was renown for poisoning young girls and introducing them to a life of drugs and dirty dicks; I wasn’t exactly going to let them do that to this one, she was special. “Wait deer? You can’t be serious how’d they make it out to the heart of Chula Vista?” “I know I don’t get it either, but they’re there, I can show you” “No thanks, I’ll stay away from satan’s lair thank you..” I start making out with her with love flushing her eyes and joy and lust flushing mine, I really felt attached to this girl already like I found the girl of my dreams. I found an angel in the devils playground and my goulish properties had come out to play. I grab her tight and passionately throw ourselves off the cliff holding on to a vine with my other hand swinging making out like Tarzan and Jane. “Let me go! Are you fucking crazy” she says smiling completely wooed by my spurts of impromptu actions. I let her go as she asked and she lands almost perfectly in the middle of the watering hole smacking her ankle on the edge of the pool. “You get a girl to fall in love with you, and you fuck it up by breaking her fucking ankle.. you’re an idiot” says the girl my young love was making out with judgingly and jealously, she was sitting above us tripping out on shrooms dropping eaves on our conversation the entire time. (I dive in and the scene cuts out to me tending to her wounds) “It’s not broken it’s just bruised, Im sorry once again I thought it would be cute,” “Don’t worry it was, you’re just an idiot” she replies halfway crying the other half flirting. I offer her anything her soul desires; Ice, sugary treats, weed, ice cream, she smiles and says “caramel macchiato” “Wait what?” “Caramel macchiato!” She replies vigorously a trait I admire in a woman that I did not know she carried until she was halfway in a daze due to love and pain, physical pain. Before I could get up and cover my end of the bargain a street kid, hella strung out on shrooms and acid, his hair floating in the wind, dirt on his evil Filipino grin, bone skinny staring right at me, fires burning behind him stanced fist at his side, framed perfectly like right out of an anime; chuckles at me and says “it was fun” not knowing if he meant the party or burning down the house putting many lives in danger and exterminating the rager..

I kiss the girl on the lips as she passes out and run off into the house to warn people and save a couple lives, some dudes enthralled deeply in their game of Mario kart thinking the heat from the flames was planned drinking their Bottled IPA’s sours and stouts without removing their eyes fixated on the screen, I throw their old tv onto their wii and tellem “get the fuck out!!!!” Obviously pissed they leave still sipping their micro brews scurrying off into the thick smoke.

I make love to my sweetheart with the biggest campfire of the century burning in the back lesbian girl still sprawled out above us meditating and listening to us fuck, pressing on the good girl Renee’s bruise as she moans letting me do anything I decide to as she cums into a deep comatosas. We cuddle into the night and wake up to a police woman writing notes on a paper, “Ashkan? Honey you in some deep shit. Word is all this was your doing is that right?” At this point the girls father arrived and escorted her out wrapped up in a grey police blanket giving me dirty looks, Renee giving me worried I’ll remember this moment forever looks as they walked off into their Mercedes SUV. “Trespassing, arson, contributing to the delinquency of a minor, multiple minors I might add.. you’re lucky I like you. You should be going away for a long time but your friend ivan tells me you’re trying to make a life outside of daygo and I appreciate the youth stepping out and actually doing something, but don’t think you’re getting away Scott free oooo he’ll no. I’m glad you enjoyed being back home because you’re gunna spend another year here now” I walk with the police lady making futile efforts to explain the situation and try to find a way out of it then get stuffed in the backseat as I lock eyes with my mom who’s staring at me from beyond the caution tape. “Hope it was worth it, she seemed like a nice girl”

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EPISODE 12: “Junior is forcing me to type a confessional....” - Joseph

Sam came to me like 10 minutes before the vote, and I might've flipped her? She asked me if the vote was Joe or Elliott and she said that she was told it was one of them. I got scared and was sketched and thought someone told Joe or her. I decided to try and make it seem like I wasn't sure, but still try to get her to vote Elliott so there wouldn't be any rocks. I'm SHOOK she did. Wow, I might've done that

Also, I forgot to mention this, but I made it past my best placement! I got out 6th in Congo, and now i'm in Final 5! There's no more brawn, and no more new Mastiska. I'm shook that this happened and I can't believe the progress I made. I feel like I've honestly grown so much.

I JUST FOUND A HIDDEN IMMUNITY IDOL FOR THE SECOND FUCKING TIME. I AM OFFICIALLY IN THE FINAL FOUR OF THIS GAME!!!!!

So JUNIOR thinks it's cute to spring up a tribal right after the immunity challenge. I love ugly hosting. But I'm happy because I don't need to be worried because some how I found a second hidden immunity idol? Praise GOD!!! Anyway, I'm kinda happy that this tribal is happening. I'm hoping that it will be a clean vote for Rob if he does not win this immunity. I'm hoping Joe isn't lying to Sam and I. I mean, I have no idea if he might actually want to go with Rob and Steph to the end. Idk I'm nervous. But I mean at least I'm guaranteed final 4. If I win immunity I will probably play my idol on Sam cause I can't have her be voted out this round. Hopefully Joe sticks with us and it can be a straight forward vote. I have the idol so there's no need to worry about them having it. So I'd really love this to be a clean and easy vote, but nothing is ever easy in survivor. So I gotta be on my toes. kflkafenokfneoi wish Sam and I luck. The iconic Bonnie and Clyde alliance WILL make it to the final tribal council!

Im freaking am mad at Eddie, he screwed me over, idk who to vote for, imma get voted out probably, im always paranoid bye yall

This is where I begin to feel horrible about the fact that I'm about to vote out Rob.......... 

Junior is forcing me to type a confessional.... So now I'm going to be the last beauty standing. Rob is going and that's that. So long.

FINAL 5 IMMUNITY BABY!!!!! I was already guaranteed final 4 but now I can guarantee Sam the final 4 as well. Wow this is so bitter sweet. I won my second immunity, but now I have to vote out someone I truly do care about. I'm not gonna feel good about this no matter what he has done in the past. This sucks. But this is just another tough decision I gotta make now that I'm at the end..... Sorry Rob, you truly made this game special for me... It was amazing to be able to play with you. I'm really proud of how far you came and how well you did. At this point though, you're a threat to win and I gotta take you out. I'm so sorry. :(

Fuck. If Eddie fucking flips in gonna be so pissed. I want joe out so bad. But idkwhyhe got rob out of the challenge before Sam and joe. So hopefully Eddie doesn't play his idol on joe again. Why is so hard to trust your final 3 ? Lol 

OMG EDDIE TOLD ME HE FOUND THE IDOL AND IF HE WON IMMUNITY HE'D PLAY IT ON ME AND HE FUCKING WON IMMUNITY SO I THINK HE'LL PLAY IT ON ME BUT I'M STILL WAITING TO FIND OUT BUT OMG I THINK HE'S GOING TO FLKSHFLKADJS IM FREAKING OUT BECAUSE I REALLY HOPE THAT HE DOES THAT WOULD BE GUARANTEED FINAL 4 AND THAT WOULD BE AMAZING when Eddie doesn't answer when I ask him what he's doing with the idol <.< [11:00:32 PM] Sam (Westeros Host): what are you gunna do with the idol? [11:02:09 PM] Sam (Westeros Host): are we voting Rob? [11:02:41 PM] Eddie Bracco: yea literally completely avoids the question... okay

FUCK EDDIE. FUCK JOE. Sam, she's okay, she's cool personally, I can't believe she did that, she's winning now. Eddie's an idiot. Steph I love her, but I feel like she screwed me over. If she didn't try to expose what was happening, maybe I would've stayed. FUCK EDDIE HE'S A PIECE OF SHIT. DRAMA QUEEN. UGH I KNEW FROM HIS BEHAVIOR IN THE VIEWING LOUNGE THAT HE'S TRULY UGLY. FUCK COOPER.

On 11/18/16, at 11:35 PM, Rob Rangel wrote: > Eddie I am seriously over you. I hate you. I was honest to you and I would have taken you to the final two. I trusted and loved you. But after what you have done, I never want to speak to you again. I am genuinely hurt, and our Micronesia watch is off. What's that noise that I'm hearing??? oh... it's my chances of winning this game being flushed down the toilet. 

I can't believe I'm at final 4! This is wild honestly I NEVER thought I would have made it this far especially with someone I actually really trust. Like I'm pretty sure that Eddie and I can at least tie it if something crazy happens. I'm really hoping one of us two wins immunity because I'm not totally sure but I think Eddie wants to consider taking out Joe which I would think about I just also really want Steph gone because like what the fuck had she done? Preferably it'd be a final 2 and we could vote Joe and Steph out at the same time but that's also a risk because like one more vote I could leave on. I can't wait to see Eddie's confessionals, if he's as sappy and cheesy in confessionals as he is in PMs they're gunna be so adorable and cheesy I also can't wait to see Joe being all like "ha I'm totally holding Eddie and Sam together. I've got them both and if it came down to it they'd both pick me" and we'll just be like WRONG BITCH PLEASE And then Steph's will just be like "........"

BIG MOOD RIGHT NOW [11/20/16, 5:36:43 PM] Sam (Westeros Host): omg so in Panem I got sponsored and got an extra vote and I don't have anyone to tell about it because I don't trust anyone to say anything and I'm sad [11/20/16, 5:40:21 PM] Eddie Bracco: OMG I’m gonna feel the same exact way when I play my next game. Like I’m serious when I say that I have never trust someone as much as I trust you this game. Literally most of my confessionals are just me copying and pasting what we talk about in our chat because everything I tell you is exactly what I truly feel about the game because I have become so comfortable with you. [11/20/16, 5:57:58 PM] Sam (Westeros Host): It's so nice to just have someone you can talk to and just be like oh hey I'm thinking this! Oh guess what I got! Oh this is going on! And like you don't get that all time, like ever, so it's crazy! I love how this game worked it! [11/20/16, 6:08:44 PM] Eddie Bracco: I know, I have never had someone in a game who I have been 100% honest with the way I have been with you. It’s so crazy to know that I had one person going through every thing with me. It’s a little bittersweet that this game is ending, because I know I will never be aligned with someone in the same way that I was aligned with you. (Unless we get invited back for dynamic duos 2 LMAOOOOO) But … yea… I’m feeling really emotional today just cause of everything. It really had been one of the craziest games I have ever been through. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Seriously though. As much as I want this demonic game to END. Having Sam by my side through out it all was such a comfortable and warm feeling. Knowing that I will probably never get the same thing in any other game makes me sad. Whatever happens tonight, this game will alway be the game that Sam and I took control over. I don't know if this will be my last confessional. I just want to thank you Sam. For sticking with me through it all, and being my partner in crime. I think it was at final 8 that I thought of the idea to call our alliance Bonnie and Clyde, because we're literally stealing the win away from everyone. And look at us now, we're in the final 4, and we only have two more people who we have to steal the win from. I'm proud of what we both accomplished in this game. You've been an awesome and loyal ally, and I couldn't ask for anything more.

well I'm hoping this isn't my last day. i want immunity so bad tonight. i need it more then anyone. of course the other 3 are very close and really to take each other to the final 3. so hopefully  i can win and get myself to the final 3 my self. 

Probably my last confessional before final 4 immunity. Hopefully everything goes well. Basically the way I saw it, voting out Rob put me in a pretty bad position in the final 4. While I do believe that Rob and Stephanie would have 100% targeted Sam, I also believe that the final immunity would have been between Sam and I. Rob and Steph were clearly a voting block, Rob would have never voted out Steph, and Steph would have never voted out Rob. If Sam wins that immunity, I am literally toast. Rob would never vote out Stephanie because he's all about bringing people to the end he can beat, and Sam would 1000% be gunning for me at the final 4 had I went against her and voted out Joe. Not only that, but I'm pretty sure Joe and Sam would both take me to final 2???? Where as if it was a final 2 I believe Steph and Rob would have taken each other. Even though Rob and Steph were two people who I had a better chance of beating, the goal is to make it to final tribal council in the first place. If you don't make it there you have zero chances of winning. So I had to keep Joe, to make sure that I was in a good position and had a good chance of making final tribal council. With all that being said wish me luck tonight! Just wanted to explain my decision to vote out Rob over Joe more thoroughly cause I don't really think I've explained my though process behind it.  

I'm freaking out I'm so nervous honestly! I was really afraid that Joe was gunna try to tie it up or something and I really don't want to go to jury now, this BETTER NOT BE ANOTHER CHALLENGE! Junior is about to make me cry on live youtube honestly. If it is a F2 I REALLY hope that Eddie or I because if Joe wins I'm gunna be so upset

On 11/5/16, at 11:23 PM, Ariel wrote: > beat all of their asses And I did exactly that Ariel... I did exactly that.

Coming into this vote, I'm guaranteed to vote for #godmantha the spy. The only way she doesn't get it is if she completely blows her speech, but with Ruben and Joseph, I HIGHLY doubt it. She's played the best game out of anyone, and I freaking knew she would win! I tried to prevent this, but oh well, she's a nice person, and it looks like nice girls do win. <3 Congrats Browneyedgirlxsg!!

I am voting for the person who played the best game a.k.a. the game people thought I was playing. BROWNEYEDGIRLXSG

Thanks for doing your best, Yunior <3 I say burn the hosts but I really mean "love the hosts" cuz you are the bomb.com and confessionals are wonderful but I know you've got a busy life so thanks for giving us what we have already <3