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[loveandleases]

I just realize I never sent in a spooky ask 🎃 And yes, I'm also making this a bit of a horny thing-

Okay, say MC has been a bit of a scaredy cat with horror movies. Easily jumpscared, squeaking at each creepy creak in the dead of night, jumping like a frightened cat with its back haunched up from a sudden surprise from behind, etc.

And say the ROs have known MC is always like this. So MC is easily scared of horror movies, no big deal........

Then they discover MC's aroused from fear somehow. Like the suspension bridge effect? Maybe it's mingling fear and arousal for MC, just an unexpected response or the fact MC somehow finds the killers hot (Jason Voorhes, Michael Myers, etc).

How would the ROs feel upon discovering this tidbit? (And who would, and could, pull off a killer costume to try and seduce MC into a little roleplay? XD)

HAVE FUN WITH THIS ONE 🤣 (AND TAKE UR TIME WITH IT!)

The smut gods have smiled upon me! Did I miss your birthday yet? I know it's this month! So happy early/belated birthday!!!

It's the perfect time honestly.

❤️Cam - It's like he can finally see the light. He has been gifted something utterly profound. Do you mean to say all the times they've spent in his old room next to one another watching shit…that could have that effect on MC? Oh..this could be dangerous in the wrong hands…and those hands are Cam's.

He'll do a little recon. Which one does MC find the hottest, is it Jason's biceps? The voice of Ghostface, which partly works for them? …How about Pyramid Head? Cam is almost positive he can pull off that outfit. Ya know what doesn't matter. He will try it all in one go.

He's going to use this knowledge on a date night, let MC think they're home alone when he sneaks up behind them, and maybe play a little game of cat and mouse. Just the sight of MC being on edge in more than one way would be enough to have him fold, but he'll make sure MC is satisfied first.

💙 G - They have to sit with it and let the idea digest. Then they would begin making a list because G is just like that. They would write down which killer MC prefers, and determine what characteristics it could be. G would then even go so far as to rank which ones they like.

They would "unwillingly" (very willing don't let them lie) don a costume, they'll attempt it…just this once. It would be awkward because G tries to remain in character, but that gets forgotten about halfway through.

They would understand the idea of finding someone dangerous hot, because when they would argue with MC back in the day…they had the same thought. "MC could kick my ass…hot."

MC should try it out on G, would probably work.

💚 Kara - Thinks it is adorable. Would tease MC about their little crush on the killer, Kara will use this knowledge against MC. Easily.

She'll get consent from MC first and foremost. (Consent is sexy!)

So, the next time MC thinks Kara is going to be her dommy self in the bedroom, they're not wrong. But Kara will kick it up a notch and will spend far too much money on costumes and props.

💛M - Wait...really? You're not yanking my chain or whatever right?

MC: No. I'm serious.

M chews their lip for a solid minute, debating what to say before deciding the best course of action is shoving a pillow in front of their face and telling MC they too think they can be hot.

M would love to roleplay with MC....but M is just a little bit skittish. They love horror but they would get to scared and all that hard work to get them in the mood would be lost in an instant. They would buy the costumes in vain...but maybe next Halloween they can dress up? M will be so sad about not being able to fulfill that fantasy.

💜Isaac - On the one hand, they would think it's hot that MC is turned on by it. It's unexpected, and they like their partner being turned on. Plus, Isaac could really pull the costume off. But they do better say, as an Incubus than as Michael Myers. They wouldn't attempt it, but they would attempt some form of roleplay.

🖤 Ardent - "You're such a little weirdo." He shakes his head, he doesn't understand why he's surprised because you're into him, and he's aware he can be scary. Wait...wait no....is that? Fuck. "Is that why you're into me!?"

MC rolls their eyes, they tell him no...but that slight curl of their lip says otherwise.

He will want to think it doesn't get to him, that the idea of him dressing up as some villain wouldn't do something for you. He's not putting it on because he thinks it will work, he needs a costume for Halloween! He's not walking in the hallway with the lights off sneaking up behind you, he's getting into character! Listen, he's just wearing the costume to break it in. Like new shoes!

"Ohh, why Mr. Villain, is that a weapon in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" MC quips, wiggling their backside against Ardent.

"That's my phone!"

"Really? Yeah, guess you're right. It does feel bigger."

"You brat! That's my..."

"What? Say it. Come on big bad Ardent. What's that?"

Ardent stomps down the hall toward the bedroom, pulling MC behind him. "Shut up and come on."

[enviedear]

nsfw billy headcannons (begging with tears in my eyes) 🤲🏽

billy bonney nsfw alphabet

how about an entire alphabet's worth? tbfh i just needed an excuse to do one of these for billy, plus i had a few billy smut hc requests!

request

a = aftercare

billy is sweetheart after. he cleans you up, is nice enough to don his clothes and run outside to the well to bring you clean water to wash off with. he'll be so gentle with the rag along your body, leaving little kisses in its wake. he holds you close afterward, mumbling sleepy sweet nothings into your neck. he's clingy after he fucks you proper, wants to keep you hitched to him. he feels safest and most as ease in this setting, and he tries his hardest to show you just how much it means to him.

"m'pretty girl, you're so perfect."

b = body part

he loves his hands. he's good with them and they don't look half-bad. in honest, he really didn't have a favorite until how long your eyes would linger on them. after that, he's constantly showing them off for you. fiddling his thumbs in your peripheral until you give him your undivided attention or running them along your shoulders until you're whining for him.

"what're you starin' at, honey?" he'd ask, wise grin plastered onto his face. you'd advert your eyes from his, "hush, outlaw."

his favorite innocent body part of yours is your eyes. he'll often compliment them, swear that they're like the stars above. to him, they are. you always look at him with geninue love and he feels undeserving. now, his favorite indecent part of would have to be your breasts. there i said it. he's a boob man. he wouldn't care about what they looked like or the size— he just wants to touch and watch them bounce when you ride him. he's obsessive, always reaching for them when the two of you are alone. and every time he takes you out to ride, his hands will work their way up to your bust.

"hold the reins, sweetheart." billy requests, voice rolling and deep. you furrow your brows, taking the reins, "why? what are—" you don't have to finish your question, feeling the gunslingers' rough hands against the soft flesh of your bosom, "jus' want to hold 'em, honey."

c = cum

billy likes to finish on your stomach. wants to watch just how much he can leak onto you, how well he can paint you with it. i think he gets his fix by seeing how much you can make him cum. you'll look up at him, blissed out and in a hazy afterglow, watching his face contort into pleasure as he releases, spewing his large load onto your tummy.

"see how much you get out o'me? m'good girl."

d = dirty secret

his dirtiest secret is how pitiful he is for you. if anyone knew how much he depends on you, his sweetest comfort, they'd surely use it against him. billy truly wants nothing more than you and a home, living out your days in bliss. he's whiney for you, touchy when you aren't getting the message quick enough. when he finally gets you to bed, arms caging your frame, he's whimpering and praising you for everything under the sun.

the outlaw pushes into you slowly, letting out a treble gasp, "fuck, feels s'fuckin' good sweetheart." you let out a breath, mouth slacking at the sight above you. he buries himself inside of you, whipering as you clench around him in an attempt to adjust. he lets out a longdraw curse, "wanna be inside ya' forever," a shakey breath, "i'll do anything for ya. anything."

e = experience

he's not doing too bad! before you, he had a few nice ladies, but he doesn't know everything or what to say all the time. it gives you the opportunity to be plenty of his firsts, though. he'll mostly take the lead in bed but if you ever try or say something new, he's flushing and flustered.

"you like when i do that?" you ask, staring down at billy, his eyes shut and ghost of a smile on his lips, "hm? let m'hear you, daddy." his brows furros, lips gaping, "sweetheart..." you grin, know you've got him right where you want him, "c'mon, gimme more." you watch his eyes roll back before he lets go, singing your praise and moaning into your ear.

f = favorite position

would you hate if i said cowgirl. he loves watching you on top of him, craves it. getting to see you come undone above him elicits something wild within him. he also loves the lotus, loves the way you grab his shoulder and press your forehead into his. he can't get enough of you and he feels so close to you when you're like that.

g = goofy

billy doesn't mind cracking a saccharine smile during the deed. he likes showing you that you're safe, that this whole exchange is safe. he never wants you to be scared of him. he's too amazed you're not already to ever jeopardize it. he won't be cracking any jokes while you're at it, but he doesn't mind being sweet for you.

h = hair

this is the wild west baby, lover boy's got some hair. he'll try to clean up whenever he can, but it's such a long hassle he usually opts not to. i don't think he'd necessarily be completely wild, but certainly has hair down there.

i = intimacy

so romantic. he just wants you to feel hoe much he loves you, how much you work him, how much he needs you. if he can't get the words out, he'll just show you. he's apt to kiss you everywhere he can, twice over. he'll mummer adorations on your flesh, basking in the entirety of you.

j = jack off

before you, i don't think he got to as much as he wanted. he's been on the run, hungry, and tired, the last thing on his mind is fucking his hand. and then after you, he doesn't really have a need to. if he wants pleasure he'd rather seek you out and wait until you want him.

"need something, billy?" you ask, smiling knowingly the tall man. he sighs, mirroring your own smile, "you, if you'll have me."

k = kink

he loves marking you up with lovebites. can't get enough of it really. he loves seeing the bruises on your pretty skin, a rebellious display of indecency. they're always given with the best intention though, his way of showing you and the world how good you make him feel.

also exhibitionism. not so much because he likes the thrill of getting caught, but because he's wild and isn't above having you outside. a stretch of meadow? he'll lay you down on the earth like you're the most precious thing in the world.

l = location

as he's a man on the run, a warm bed. nothing beats it. sometimes, he'll go for the great expanse of land that is the west, but usually, he wants you in a bed.

m = motivation

anything you do turns him on and keeps him going. he's sincerely obsessed with you. but your touch, with sinful intent or not, makes his brain go to mush. he loves it if you card your fingers through his hair, rub his back, or interlock your fingers with his. you're so beautiful to him, he always gets flustered by your touch. end result being the both of you high of eachother and sweaty.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

hurting you. he can't do it. he doesn't mind things like spanking or orgasm denial, because he never takes it far enough to harm you. his spanks are firm but light, his goal is to build your anticipation and not leave you bawling on his lap. he wants you to feel good, wants to be the reason you feel good, and hurting you like that doesn't give him that pleasure. he's a sweet lover, he'll be rough when it's fitting but never cruel.

o = oral

billy eats you out like a man starved. he's fully in it for you, but the way you sound due to none other than his mouth? that alone has him thrusting into the bed, roused purely by your own delight. he loves it when you want to reciprocate, he'll never turn it down. he loves the way you look with a mouth full of him.

"you taste s'good, sweetheart. want you to cum for me, let m'taste it."

p = pace

billy is mostly slow and rough. he'll fuck into you with deep and meaningful thrusts. he likes drawing out both your pleasures and tries to hold out until you're begging and pleading for him to let you cum. he also always tries to finish after you, he knows it draws out your orgasm and he finds nothing better than for you to feel good for as long as possible.

q = quickie

billy will take whatever you give him. if you want a quickie he'll give you one. i see this being the start of a great many of the times he takes you outside. walking along the road back to your home together and studying his pretty face, you can't help but reach out to him with a mischievous smirk on your face. billy will oblige you, taking you up against some poor ranchers' barn, whispering for you to stay quiet.

"hush, baby. don't want anyone to hear." billy whispers, faint smirk on his lips.

r = risk

being his girl is kind of the riskest part of being with him, but he's game for some risky activities. i could see him handing you his gun laid beside your sweaty bodies, forcing your hand to center the barrel at his temple. you'd be at a loss at first, even more so when he asks you to pull the trigger.

"what?" you gasp, hand going limp. billy doesn't stop his thrusts, "pull the trigger, sweetheart. if i'm to die it'll only be at your hands." you stay silent, stunned by his actions. he straightens your hold, "s'not loaded, honey," he smiles when you huff, bringing his hand down to your bulb, massaging gently, "but i meant what i said. you've got my life in your hands."

s = stamina

billy can definetly go for a while. he'll need quick between rounds, but you'd have to be doing a lot to wear him out. it doesn't help that he has a constant need for you. he'll try to get you to cum in so many different ways before he ever slips in, spending hours on you in complete devotion.

t = toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

did they have easily accessible sex toys in the wild west ??? idk but either way i don't think so. i do see him being very confident (rightfully so) in his own abilities. (not that he'd be against them completely)

u = unfair

billy is always a little bit unfair because he loves to tease. he really doesn't think there's anything better than the way you look deep in the thralls of ecstasy. he'll work you up when he knows the both of you can't act on it, just because he knows it'll have you a complete mess later.

v = volume

billy is pretty vocal, he's not giving you ear-splitting moans, but he is giving you wanton whimpers and needy groans. he's a rambler mostly, prattling nonsense while he slips in and out of you. he talks you through the entire act too (looking at you, anon who sent that into my inbox ur so right) he'll be so quick to tell you you're doing a good job. he also growls when he finishes, teeth barred and eyes rolled into the back of his head.

"thats m'girl, let go, i got'cha."

w = wild card

i think billy would have a secret breeding kink. he'd be pretty resolved not to finish inside you, not until his life is stable he thinks, but he craves it. he wants as many little ones as you'd give him— wants to be a father so long as you're the mother. he just wants life with you, every part, so the idea is in the back of his mind everytime he's buried within you.

x = x-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

this man is six and a half, veiny, and with a banana curve. the tip is deep pink and the most sensitive for him.

y = yearning

he has a constant sex drive for you. if you want him, he's yours. he thinks about it at least a few times a doy, he can't help it, you're too good to not think of in his opinion.

z = zzz

billy likes to cuddle and talk before drifting off. he wants to make sure you're okay afterward, but also he just wants to be close to you. mentally and physically. i think he'd get his most peaceful sleep after he takes care of you, satisfied by your enjoyment and lulled further into sleep by your sweet hold.

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[anemptypuddingcup]

Hello 😊 pov: reader is reading on Sunny's gym at a time of the day/night when she thinks she's completely alone because no one would dream of making the trip up there, when she find a hole in her dress/shirt. Since she is alone, lazy to go down in the bedrooms or in the bathroom, and don't think anyone would come, she decide to sew the hole real quick and take off the dress to sew it better. But obviously when she is nearly done someone come and see her in bra and pants. What is the reaction of the strawhats male crews? I don't remember if you do headcanons with multiple characters or just drabble with one of them but i thought this scene was fun to think about even if the headcanon is just fluffy

By the way i love your writings, expecially the Usopp's ones since is my favourite character 😁 have a nice day 😊

Oooh! I love that idea! And yes I do headcanons love so don’t worry about that! Sorry I only did four too, this is really my first time writing headcanons (also I’m happy you liked the Usopp writing!)

Strawhat crew (men) walking in on Reader half-naked in the Sunny’s gym.

Luffy.

❤️Let’s be real here- Luffy doesn’t necessarily care. He’ll walk in and act like not shit is going on.

❤️I imagine he came into the gym because he was going to work out with Zoro, i personally think it’s a plus if Luffy doesn’t give a fuck and doesn’t overreact.

❤️”Oh! Wassup ________!? Ima just go over there if ya don’ mind.”

❤️Jesus he just…doesn’t read the atmosphere sometimes.

❤️And I love his precious ass for it. (I love luffyyyy)

Zoro.

💚Oh he’s gonna be startled as hell. He’ll wonder why the hell you’re even in the gym without a top on. Not that it wasn’t normal but you’re in your bra, not a workout top or anything like that.

💚He’s not even paying attention to you trying to sew up your dress.

💚He was so excited to work out today, yet seeing your ass with no shirt on completely ruined his mood to workout due to him being flustered.

💚”O-OI WOMAN! WHAT THE HELL!?”

💚“Z-ZORO PLEASE, I PROMISE IT AIN’T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE-“

💚“PUT A DAMN SHIRT ON PLEASE WOMAN!”

💚He’ll be so flustered because he’s never necessarily seen you without a top before.

💚A very flustered marimo quickly leaves the gym.

Sanji.

💙Sanji came to the gym expecting to see a dumb marimo and tell him that lunch was ready. Instead he gets hit with a pretty lady without a top sitting on the bench, sewing up her dress.

💙Of course, it’s natural for Sanji to overreact with blood just gushing from his damn nose like a geyser.

💙”_-________-SWANNN! O-OH AM I DREAMING O-OR ARE YOU IN YOUR PRETTY BRA!?”

💙”S-SANJI!-“

💙Yeah…Sanji’s gonna end up rushing to you instead of running away and you’ll have to urge him to leave you alone.

Usopp.

🧡Usopp’s gonna be flustered just like Zoro. He didn’t expect to walk in on a woman topless.

🧡On instinct, he’ll immediately cover his eyes and start screaming, surprised and startled that he may have seen something he didn’t (or probably did) want to see.

🧡”A-AHHH! WHY’RE YOU HALF N-NAKED IN THE G-GYM!”

🧡”U-USOPP, I-I PROMISE THIS IS A MISUNDERSTANDING! I-I’M TRYING TO SEW M-MY-”

🧡“N-NO, YOU’RE T-TRYING TO TRICK ME! I-I WON’T LET YOU!”

🧡Usopp would overreact the very most knowing his overdramatic ass.

[pintsizemama]

Polar Bear Plunge

Day 26

Summary: Simon shares a tradition with you

Pairings: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You x Female Reader

Fandom: Call of Duty

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, alluding to sex

Word Count: 701

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“Explain to me what we’re doing out in the freezing cold in bathing suits, Simon,” you groused. Simon had woken you up just after dawn and told you to put on your swim suit. You thought maybe he wanted to get a little frisky in the hot tub, but he’d handed you your boots and winter coat and led you out to the lake. You were away for the holiday at a romantic cottage that back up to a lake. You stood there shivering, wondering what had gotten into your boyfriend.

“I thought I’d introduce you to a holiday tradition,” he told you.

“What tradition? Freezing all our fun bits off?” You laughed shakily. You were shaking pretty hard at the moment. You loved the cold, but it didn’t love you.

“Ever heard of the Polar Bear Plunge?” Simon asked with a devilish grin.

“Yes…” you answered warily. You looked at the lake, then back at Simon. “No way! I am not jumping in that water!”

“C’mon, love,” Simon cajoled. “It’ll be fun. Then, when we’re done, we’ll take a nice hot bath and I’ll fuck your brains out in front of the fire.”

“Yeah?” You asked, liking the sound of that.

“Promise.” You chewed on your lip. You really wanted that bath and the mind blowing orgasms he would tear from your body…but you really didn’t want to jump in the water. He stepped closer and bent down to nuzzle your neck.

“How about it, hmm?” He whispered against your skin. “The cold water is great for your health, and I’ll make you feel so good after.”

“Easy for you to say,” you scowled slightly. Simon took ice bath plunges regularly.

“It’s really not that bad,” he insisted. “Plus we won’t stay in nearly as long as I do. Just a quick dip, then back to the house.”

“Just a quick one?” You murmured.

“Cross my heart,” he replied. You sighed deeply.

“Alright,” you gave in. Simon smiled huge and you both stripped off your coats and boots. Simon had the forethought to grab a few towels. He took your hand and led you to the dock. He stopped you right next to the ladder. Part of the lake was iced over, but a good chunk by the dock was open. Simon pointed to the ladder.

“You jump in, then immediately climb up and out,” he instructed. You nodded, your nerves getting the best of you. “On three. One, two, three!” You both jumped in and it felt like a thousand tiny needles hitting your skin. Your breath was literally knocked from your body it was so cold. You broke the surface and were slightly disoriented. It was so damn cold. You shook through the fog in your brain and made for the ladder. Simon was right there to guide you. He looked completely unflustered, and you once again thought he was some kind of super man. You both climbed back onto the dock and wrapped the towels around your shivering bodies. Simon helped you put your coat and boots on over the towel before donning his own.

You hurried back to the house. He pulled your boots off as soon as you were inside. Simon had prepped the fire before you went down to the lake, and he sat you in front of the roaring flames while he went to draw the bath. You threw off the coat and towel, stripped out of your swim suit and wrapped yourself in the blanket from the couch. You huddled in front of the fire, shivering almost violently.

Simon came back in a few minutes later. He smiled when he saw you wrapped up like a burrito. He was already naked, and you couldn’t help but gawk at his beauty. He was a massive man. All muscle and scars and tattoos. You shivered again, this time not from the cold.

“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll take you in front of the fire right now,” he said heatedly.

“As g-good as that s-sounds, I’m gonna n-need that b-bath first,” you told him. Simon smiled once more and scooped you up into his arms.

“Alright, Princess, let’s warm you up.”

Day 27

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Rating and Reviewing the Mean Gills team name options

(This is unfinished but it’s been in my drafts for 3 months so I’m just going to impulse-post it now)

-Mean Gills: The best name, naturally, being the one that they went with and all. So much potential for reference humour, rolls off the tongue... If you wanted to analyze it story-wise 'gills' could foreshadow the ocean mutations that both of the gills (Another plus: 'Mean Gills' allowing me to use 'gills' as a replacement for 'girls') start to get throughout the series. And the 'Mean' part could foreshadow all those times they murder people in cold blood on purpose? It does bother me how little they actually reference Mean Girls across Limited Life, if at all, with how much potential there was- But that's a complaint unrelated from the name itself, so I won't count it as effecting the rating. 10/10

-Coral Kids: Sounds cute, and I like (or rather prefer) how it was worked into their area being called the Coral Isles. Though in the lore monologues, this would probably be even harder to take seriously when referenced than 'Mean Gills'. 7/10

-H2-Bros: When pronouncing this name out loud, it either has an awkward pause or is automatically said too quickly to process the joke- And, additionally, in retrospect I quite understand how one of the deciding factors between this and Mean Gills was not perpetuating the same masculine energy of the Bad Boys. Not a fan, but wouldn't have been particularly upset if they went with this. 4/10

-Santa's Little Kelpers: For how summer-coded Limited Life comes across as, this totally feels like the wrong kind of seasonal. In particular, the Mean Gills always felt tropical to me- Would've been a ton of tonal whiplash if they were named this. Also brings to mind a certain song, which I'm not convinced is a positive. Also, introducing Santa's Little Kelpers to the Life Series means adding Santa to the Life Series, and I don't want to know where the pipeline of lore additions would go from there. 2/10

-Sons of Beaches: I feel as though this is either a reference to a band that I haven't heard of, or there for the soundalike to a certain curse word. Assuming that it's the latter, I don't believe that joke would've had much staying power- It's catchy, however. 3/10

-Big Buoys: Had to look up what a buoy was after mispelling it in 3 different ways when making the list of Mean Gills names. I now hold a vendetta against this name. Also sounds quite a lot like the Bad Boys, and I'm not sure I could've taken whatever kind of feud would arise there if the two groups were name-destined rivals. 1/10

-LGB-sea: Not a bad name, but I've got quite extensive nitpicks. The use of an acronym makes you think of BEST and TIES, but neither gill has a name that starts with L, G, or B, so it feels peculiar if you don't recognize the pun at first (Which I did not). Even if you dissasociate it from the prior context of those other acronym team names, it feels as though it would be a trio name so that there can be a person for each letter (and then tying them all together with the shared theme of 'sea'), and out of the Life Series players there aren't any lesbians to be the L, so that'd be tricky to work around. Also, I feel like it should be 'LGB-sea Community' instead of just LGB-sea, but I'm assuming this would be thought of quickly if it was what they went with, so I won't count it as a complaint. With all of that nitpicking out of the way, I do think the pun is quite funny. I dunno. A rather mixed 5/10

-The Shell-dons(?): I'm not even sure I heard this one right despite rewinding it many times. 1/10

-Beauty and the Beach: This name implies that only one of the Mean Gills is 'the beauty', and I do not believe in pitting two beautiful gills against each other in such a manner. I am also definitely not the target audience for Disney references- Though this would have potential as the name of someone's royal AU Mean Gills fanfiction. That'd be pretty cool. Though the writer must specify which one of them is the beauty, to the other's dismay. And where the beach is in relations to their castle or whatever. 2/10

-Damp Dudes: No. No. This is very unpleasant. Reading it feels like stepping in a large puddle and getting water into your sock. I don't wish to dwell on this one. 0/10. Maybe even -1/10 on a bad day.

-Puddle Pals: This, however, is quite cute! The Puddle Pals sound like a group of silly whimsical fellas from a cartoon, and the Mean Gills would work quite well as that kind of dynamic if they were in a series where they did not have to withstand The Horrors (as is the way of the Life Series). While the 'D' illiteration in Damp Dudes made it sound more uncomfortable, the 'P' illiteration makes Puddle Pals sound catchy and rhythmic. I approve. 7/10

-Mean Shells: ...I'm glad, at least, that this got reworked into the final name of Mean Gills. It sounds awkward, and the reference isn't apparent upon reading it.

-Sal-men: I forgot to review the Sal men🙁 Post over. Go home

[ms-ship]

If you guys ever have doubts about the Egon and Janine chemistry, remember these little details to help:

As stated in the Ghostbusters novelization, Janine liked Egon becuade of his big brain (as well as his looks but not stopping g there) and understood that as eccentric and socially awkward around flirty women he was, she liked to guide geniuses like Egon.

The 1964 Flushing Meadows World's coin Janine gave Egon symbolizes their love for each other. Although Egon didn't believe in luck and had doubts that he and the guys may never come back alive, he took said coin nonetheless (I like to think that the scene happened offscreen before the showdown with Gozer). Besides it was mentioned again in Aftermath, not to mention Janine had a spare one, too.

Despite Egon being an eccentric genius in paranormal and Janine being brassy and down-to-earth, their personalities balance each other out and would bring out the best in each other.

He may not always seem or act like it, but Egon really does reciprocate Janine's feelings for him. In the movie novelization, he doesn't know much about talking to women. romantically-speaking. Being stoic and fixated on science most of his life, Janine would be the first and last woman to make him come out of his shell as Janine would accept his flaws and odd hobbies (such as the case with Egon collecting spores mounds and fungi). Besides for those of you who watch the Real Ghostbusters, in the episode "Janine, You've Changed", it centered on Egon professing his love for Janine as she was always changing looks due to a vanity spirit. It ain't just subtext, y'know.

@spengnitzed mentioned this to me once in a reblog that Egon and Janine's romance drives the plot of Ghostbusters like Peter and Dana’s relationship. Plus, it would've helped in the sequel if Janine were the one who donned a uniform and helped the guys defeat Vigo the Carpathian (imho).

@spengnitzed @bixiebeet @ariel-seagull-wings @kawaiisakura143 @remerg @soulfulbelieves

[nerdieforpedro]

Wrong Beach and a Speedo

Part One of Two Hearts by the Ocean

This part is for general audiences - rating will depend on individual parts. Overall will be 18+ MDNI

Javier Gutierrez x Abigail (plus size OFC)

Main Masterlist / Two Hearts by the Ocean Masterlist / Javier Gutierrez Masterlist

Word Count: about 2.3k

Summary: Frustrated by her friends, Abigail is going to see one of the beaches on Mallorca. Her sense of direction fails her and she meets a man in a speedo. Javier needed a break from his current worries. The beach is picturesque and so is the beginning of their story.

Warnings: mildly annoying friends, rich guy horrible cousin problems, meet-cute, that speedo, FLUFF, they're sweet okay?!

Notes: I've actually had this in my WIP folder since October of last year. I really have wanted to write for sweet Javi G and finally the right idea came along. Since it's winter I really want to be on a beach somewhere. Soaking in some sun and finding Javi in a speedo. A lovely summer romance. 🥰 I have a lovely mansion in delulu land.

Cobblestone streets, rolling waves on beaches, beautiful vistas from atop hills; this was Majorca, Spain. There was so much to see and do on a girls’ trip there. But Abigail’s friend group was more preoccupied with the nightlife and wineries. Wine didn’t taste like sweet grape juice and she wasn’t too keen on being in a club, she didn’t even go clubbing at home. Why do that when there’s so much to explore?! These heifers hadn’t even been to the beach. She did not come all the way to a beautiful island off of Spain to be inside partying all the time, some of the time sure but not all the time.

Abigail was a round girl, larger belly than butt that hung a little, wide thighs, arms that waved after she stopped doing so and a round face. She believed she was cute, she wouldn’t say sexy, but cute and she felt even more so in her red one-piece bathing suit with white polka dots. It also had a short skirt that accentuated what little butt she did have. She had a large yellow sun hat and put on her white cat eye sunglasses following the resort map to the beach. She brought her tote bag which had her phone, wallet, sunscreen, books, beach towel and towel to dry off and a water bottle. She also carried a beach chair that had an umbrella attached to it. Abigail always liked to be well prepared even if it looked and was cumbersome. She trotted down to the beach and set herself up, sitting in her chair that she placed on her beach blanket and stretched her legs out. She was watching and water and sky meet each other on the horizon as waves crashed lightly before her. It was stunning and looked like a postcard.

“This is perfect. I’m so glad I finally made it here.” A serene smile came over her face, she cracked the spine on her erotic thriller that she brought with her, ‘The PI that Fucked around and found out.’

Javier was fed up with Lucas sticking around so long this time, they had argued again about Javi’s scripts and his Nic Cage shrine. Lucas wanted him to spend the money and make like a party boy so he did, what was the problem? He didn’t like guns and very violent things like his cousin, he didn’t need to feed into any machismo by being any sort of tough guy. Thanks to Lucas, Gabriella had really quit this time and left the country, who was gonna help manage the estate now? Lucas and his friends had made one too many passes at her, she shot the man in the balls and now she was in the wind. Did Javi know where she was? No and even if she did, he wouldn’t tell his cousin a damn thing. 

The Majorcan party boy needed to relax and the ocean did that for him, despite all the chaos his cousin caused, the ocean and Nic cage movies were constants in his life. Javier donned his white and navy speedo and asked the chef to help him put sunscreen on his back, he slipped him a few hundred for it because it was not in his job description. Javier just had his towel, shades and a longing to be in the water.

He happened to spy something new at his beach though. A blue umbrella chair, and thick caramel legs extending from under it. Javi knew he hadn’t been at the beach but a few minutes so he shouldn’t be hallucinating right now, right? He figured he should just let the person know that this was a private beach and you can’t just come in here, but he looked past the stone wall that surrounded his estate and noted that the fence labeled private property had been removed, when did that happen and why didn’t he not know about it? Is Lucas messing with him? Would he go that far? Even the beach? The aspiring screenwriter expected to see one of his cousin’s goons and not…an attractive pair of legs, likely belonging to a woman he assumed. 

Javier walked over to the umbrella repeating, “Hola! Perdón, señorita? Hola! (Hello! Excuse me, Miss! Hello!)” several times with no response. He walked around to the front of the umbrella and roughly waved after being frustrated but it melted away when he saw her. “Oh! Ah…perdón una diosa (a goddess).” Javi simply stared at the woman before him. She had a large hat on and sunglasses but she had a round adorable face to match her soft body and those dense thighs. Her delicate hands set the book down and removed her AirPods. She looked up and removed her sunglasses exposing honey eyes that appeared to be confused. 

 “Buenas tardes señor (Good afternoon sir). Pasa algo (Is there anything going on?) Estaba sentado leyendo (I was sitting and reading).” She responded; she said the words correctly but seemed to have an issue rolling her tongue. Spanish was not likely her first language which meant she may be a tourist. Javier knew of a resort that had a beach on its property, but why was she here?

“Muy bien (Very good) señorita. Hablas Ingles (Do you speak English)?” Javier asked with his smile still wide though his praise of her may have extended to what he saw before him as well as her proficiency in Spanish. He heard her chuckle and stood from her chair, she dusted her bottom off and returned his smile. 

“Sí (Yes). Ah yes I do. I’m sorry, I did practice some basic phrases but I’m not past the colors, stores and family yet. Um,” Abigail explained. She wasn’t exactly sure what to do. He seemed nice, definitely handsome and she was drawn to him. She crossed her arms over her stomach and held her forearms, her very obvious anxious tell. “My name is Abigail. Are you here to enjoy the beach too?” Javier’s smile changed to a grin and nodded.

“Yes señorita Abigail. I regret to tell you that you are on a private beach. My private beach.” He stated, not menacingly but the look on Abigail’s face told him that it was received poorly. 

“No, this should be the resort beach. I walked from just over there.” She pointed to where the fence was suspiciously gone. Javier sighed as he followed her finger to that area as well. He pondered and considered asking her to leave, though when he turned back to tell her this, she was bent over rummaging through her tote bag looking for her map. Javier stared at her rear and his eyes went wide. He is first and foremost a gentleman so he looked away…after sneaking a lingering peek.

Abigail finally retrieved the map and pointed to her resort and the path she walked to the beach. Javier was thankful that she didn’t seem to notice and looked at the map with her.

“Señorita, the map is the wrong way. The beach that belongs to the resort is to the right and not the left.” Javier pointed out, taking the map and turning it the opposite direction, he set it in her soft hands and exhaled deeply. He chuckled as she stared at it, he could picture smoke coming out of her ears. 

“I…this is worse than that time I got lost finding my own car from the airport…” Abigail sighed, her poor sense of direction had prevailed again. She weakly smiled at Javier and then frowned. He was being very nice about some weird lady on his property. This beautiful man in a speedo. She wanted to poke his belly and see if he would giggle. He looked like he would, his face was so expressive. “I-I’m sorry for trespassing. I didn’t even realize I was. It was just really wonderful to have a calm day at the beach.” Her eyes led back to the water, it was quiet here, not full of bumbling tourists and crying children, but it was not hers to enjoy. Noticing the longing look she had toward the seas, Javier had an idea, rather a suggestion.

“Señorita Abigail, you’re more than welcome to stay on the beach for the time being. I’m glad you were able to find peace here.” Javier started, her face snapped back to his with a wide smile. He continued, “Do you have any food allergies or dishes you’re opposed to eating? While we relax out in the sun, I can ask my chef to make us lunch.” His hand extended and took a hold of hers that wasn’t holding the map, she didn’t shy away from the touch but she wasn’t expecting it either nor was she expecting to be offered a meal by the very person who came to tell her that she was on his property.

“No food allergies. Are you sure? Oh, I don’t think you gave me your name.” She recalled, no, he had not, she knew she wasn’t good with names but she felt she wouldn’t forget his. His thumb pressed into the soft flesh of the back of her hand slightly, feeling it bounce.

“My name is Javier Gutiérrez. Please call me Javi mi diosa.” In his excitement upon meeting her, he left his name out, thinking it not at all important when speaking to the crimson and caramel clad beauty before him. 

“Javier…Javi. Okay, I got it.” Abigail muttered to herself, though Javi overheard and was delighted. “Lunch sounds delightful. I’m not hungry now, but I will be in a bit.” She explained, Javier released her hand and sped toward his expansive home yelling, 

“I’ll be right back señorita Abigail! Do not spirit away anywhere!” Javier yelled kicking up sand as he ran toward his home. He informed his chef to prepare lunch for two along with a little something for dessert, whatever he had around. It dawned on Javier that his guest may not want to eat in her bathing suit. His golf cart could take her back to the hotel and bring her back for lunch. He informed one of the maids to prepare a room for her and to leave for the day. Maybe she would stay, maybe not, but he would be prepared either way. Javier wondered what movies Abigail may want to watch, everyone has at least one favorite move, what was hers? He grabbed a white button up shirt and threw it on quickly, not bothering to close it up. If she wanted to freshen up, she’d likely want to do so where had her clothes. Javier also reasoned that at least having a shirt would be better than showing up to the resort in just a speedo.

Abigail stood looking over the water after folding her beach chair and towel. The cerulean waves crashed along the shore and she had a serene smile on her face. It truly was beautifully breathtaking. She didn’t hear the jovial man’s steps behind her, a strong gust of wind blew her hat and it started to get away. Javier stretched and grabbed the brim of the hat, he pulled it to his toned chest and held it until the wind calmed. A beaming smile was across his face as he stepped in front of Abigail.

“Perdón (excuse me) Señorita Abigail. Tu sombrero está a salvo. (Your hat is safe).” Javi stretched out his arms and raised them, placing the hat on her head and tipping it up at an angle so her face was fully visible. 

“Gracias (Thank you) Javier.” Abigail smiled shyly, placing her hand over Javi’s on her hat. They were warm from the sunlight, he brought a hand to her face to cup it, but let it hover.

“Is it alright if I touch your face Señorita Abigail?” Javier questioned softly, she nodded and dropped her hands, letting them rest at her sides.

“Only if you call me Abigail or Abby rather. Señorita is a bit too formal.” A smile graces her face as his sun-kissed hand cupped her face with his thumb outlining her soft cheek. She couldn’t resist reaching for the hand still at his side and holding it. The moment appeared surreal as they stood, the crashing of the waves behind them, with another soft breeze in the air.

“Señ- Abby, did you want to come to lunch as you are now? Or travel back to your hotel to change. I find myself fine with either option you choose.” The chocolate haired man explained, leaving Abigail to decide. It would be best to freshen up before going to his home which looked to be enormous. A squeeze of his hand and a nod confirmed that she heard him. 

“I’ll go and freshen up before our meal. I shouldn’t be long Javier.” Her voice was calm as he led her to his golf cart. She was curious why he was leading her to the golf cart, but he quickly explained that he would drive her to her resort, help her unload her beach belongings. Javier joked that he came prepared with his shirt which made her chuckle as he carried her bag and chair despite her instance that she could carry one of them but he refused to let her as he put them in the golf cart. 

Together, they made the short drive to her resort where Javier suggested that Abby should have his number to be able to text him and let him know when she was ready for him to pick her up for lunch. Had he not had such a warm smile and gentle touch, Abigail would have said no. Javier, however, had walked her to her room on the fourth floor of the resort and his hand touched the middle of her back as they walked inside and spoke briefly about what she had seen on the island already and still wanted to see. She ended up watching him as he left her room and made his way down the hallway, waving to her as the elevator doors closed.

“Hasta leugo mi diosa (See you later my goddess).”

Part Two

Peeps who got lost and found that speedo 😎: @innerpersonunknown @trulybetty @tinytinymenace @maggiemayhemnj @megamindsecretlair @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @grogusmum @secretelephanttattoo @mysterious-moonstruck-musings @morallyinept @lady-bess @readingiskeepingmegoing @missladym1981 @avastrasposts @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @gasolinerainbowpuddles @i-own-loki

[marvelous-llama]

Stray Kids recs

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[seasidesandstarscapes]

Waves

Summary: Bobby is in love with Don but they can never be together. Right?

Rating: G

Genre: Canon Era, Confessions, Denial of Feelings, First Kiss, Angst, Developing Relationship, Team Dynamics

Words: 1982

A/N: I didn't know how to tag this so if you have any suggestions lmk

( @kjxlll here's a sorta-messy fic 4 u <3)

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AO3

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Bobby’s doing just fine thank you very much.

Yes he’s in love with his best friend and he’ll never be able to act upon it. 

But he’s fine.

Practice goes unusually well despite the sprinkling of rain. The boys push hard and Bobby gets distracted by Don only two times. The imaginary tally marks in his head mock him, but Bobby ignores it for the time being.

It’s the usual locker room chatter as they all get dressed for classes when Shorty decides they should all go out tonight. Meet some girls, have a few drinks, the usual. 

Bobby’s always happy to spend time with his boys so he’s one of the first to agree and the rest follow suit, even Don. 

He can’t help glance at Don, only to turn away when Don gives him a small smile. The excitement, knowing what’s to come shouldn’t rile Bobby up so much but he can’t help it. Any moment with Don is worth more than he could ever say.

Classes are a blur and before Bobby knows it, he’s walking along with the team, headed to their favorite bar. It’s packed as usual, but somehow nine men (plus Joyce) manage to find a place to sit. 

It’s not long before a few of the guys are wrapped up in the loving arms of girls they’ve been courting, conversations jump around, and the evening is simply pleasant.

Bobby watches each and every friend, noting how Joe kisses Joyce, curious as to what Shorty just said in his girl’s ear. The only person he doesn’t have to look at is Don.

Quiet, thoughtful Don who watches just like Bobby does, except his hands are in his pockets. 

“Enjoying yourself?” Bobby checks with a grin.

Despite Don’s eagerness to go along with the team, Bobby knows sometimes it gets overwhelming. If Don needs to leave, Bobby gladly walks him home and to his surprise, no one ever questions it. 

“Yeah, just a lot,” Don admits over the din. 

Bobby nods, looks back at the guys. They’re all equally distracted in one way or another and Bobby motions with his head to the door.

“Wanna head back?”

Relief washes over Don’s face as he nods. It’s quite adorable and Bobby stops himself from smiling too much.

The two sidle out of the bar and Bobby finds himself inhaling the cold air as if he was the one suffocating. With a nod at Don, the two head back to the dorms in a comfortable silence. Well, almost. Bobby is quick to start a conversation, asking about how Don’s classes are, what his plans for the weekend might be. He doesn’t mind the short answers or when he has to prod Don to say more. Don is listening just as much as Bobby is talking and it’s a familiar rhythm they fall into.

When they reach Don’s room, Bobby hesitates. He doesn’t want the night to end just yet.

“Want to come in?” It’s as if Don reads his mind and Bobby grins.

“If I’m not intruding.”

“No, never,” Don smiles back and Bobby’s stomach does a flip.

He curses mentally as he and Don sit down on his bed. They’re just friends. He’s not in love. 

To distract himself, Bobby starts rambling about any old thing that pops into his head and Don nods along. 

Bobby feels like he’s on a tightrope, that any wrong move will send this picturesque moment crashing down. He keeps on talking, looks anywhere but at Don.

“Bobby,” Don finally interrupts.

Quick to close his mouth, Bobby waits, stares at his hands in his lap. He should go now. He’s kept Don up so late after all and he probably wants to go to bed.

Instead, there’s nothing like that. In fact, Don is silent as ever but he’s closer than before. Bobby tries to ignore it, goes to open his mouth again when hands grab his face and he’s drawn into a deep kiss.

Bobby sighs into the embrace. This is all he’s ever wanted. It feels so right. But then, his senses rear their heads and Bobby pushes Don away.

“What are you doing?” He can’t help ask and his heart breaks when Don’s face falls.

“I thought you—I just—,” Don is fumbling over his words, his eyebrows knit together.

Bobby wants to drag Don’s hands back to his face, wants to kiss him again. Instead he gets to his feet and faces the door. He can still hear Don trying to force out an excuse, any answer, and it tears Bobby in two.

Don should know the truth. After all, he took the biggest risk of all tonight.

“I do, Don,” Bobby’s voice breaks. “I love you so much. But we can’t. You know we can’t.”

He dares to look at Don and the first tear spills out. Don is already crying, quiet, but his shoulders heave, his body shakes. Bobby just wants to hold him, to tell him everything is going to be alright.

“I’m sorry,” Bobby whispers.

Don nods. His arms are wrapped around his body, he ducks his head down, and Bobby is miserable. He wipes at his face, throws all to the wind as he steps closer to Don.

“One last kiss?” He returns Don’s gesture and cups his face in his hands.

Don’s eyes beg through the waterworks and Bobby wishes he had another answer. Instead, he sees the confusion change to understanding as Don gives a singular nod. With a swallow, Bobby leans down, brings Don in for a gentle kiss.

Something so wrong shouldn’t be so beautiful. Bobby doesn’t want the kiss to end but it must. Don pulls away first, places a hand on top of Bobby’s.

“At least we’ll have tonight,” Don says.

Bobby bites back a sob as he tears himself away from Don. The world is cruel and Bobby curses any god that cares to listen. As Bobby goes to leave the room, he just catches Don’s farewell.

“I love you, Bobby Moch.”

Bobby runs from the room, slams into his own and collapses on his bed. He hates everything, wants to tear out his own heart just to stop the pain.

Screaming into his pillow, Bobby cries and cries until he no longer feels a thing.

~

Bobby forces himself to go to practice.

He and Don are worse for the wear, but if the team notices, they don’t say a thing. Don is unfocused, failing to hear Bobby’s calls and when Ulbrickson yells at the team, Bobby is ready to take the blame.

Ulbrickson is too heated up at the moment though, so Bobby bites his tongue as they head back to the dock. The team listens to Ulbrickson’s tirade and when he’s finished, he storms off, leaving the boys in a heavy silence.

“You boys are fine,” Bobby manages but he doesn’t miss Don’s wince. “Let’s take five.”

The team disembarks and Bobby decides to talk to Ulbrickson, to find some way to be held accountable. Just as he’s headed to the office however, he’s grabbed by both arms and hauled off behind the shell house by Joe and Shorty. He tries to fight them off but their grips are firm and Bobby gets dragged along like a sad dog.

“Something happened,” Joe states once they’re alone.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” Bobby lies.

“Yeah, because you and Hume cry on a daily basis,” Shorty bites and Bobby wants to punch him.

He clamps his mouth shut, crosses his arms as the two men stare at him. They couldn’t begin to understand and he’s not ready to teach.

“Listen,” Joe sighs with frustration. “If you and Don are…you know…that’s fine.”

“We’re not,” Bobby responds too quickly and he sees the very obvious glance Joe and Shorty share. “It’s none of your business.”

“It is if it’s affecting the team,” Joe pushes back. “Did you two split up?”

Bobby blinks at this. Shorty and Joe wait with expectant looks and Bobby doesn’t know how to respond.

“We were never together,” Bobby says before he can stop himself.

“Could’ve fooled me,” Shorty mutters. 

This gets him a nudge from Joe but the two still wait for Bobby to say more.

“I—wait a second,” Bobby’s thoughts are a mess. “You don’t mind that I’m a pansy?”

“As long as you don’t care that Roger is,” Joe shrugs. 

Bobby squeezes his eyes shut, shakes his head. None of this makes sense. He’s expecting punches, backlash. Not complete and total understanding.

“Moch, if anyone gives you trouble, we have your back,” Shorty’s voice cuts through his raging mind.

Bobby wants to refute it all, wants to stay where it’s safe in his lies. Instead, when hands land on his shoulders, Bobby can only cry.

“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be,” he says through his tears. “I have to be alone.”

He hates how comforting their hugs are, how Joe and Shorty stay by his side as he cries. It’s too much and he can’t believe it.

“Hey, Joe, is now a bad time?”

Bobby wipes his tears, sees Jim poking his head around the edge of the shell house. 

“Uh,” Joe looks at Bobby and then back at Jim. 

“Just bring him,” Shorty sighs.

With confusion still swirling around him, Bobby watches as Chuck and Roger push an equally dazed, crying Don towards Bobby. 

“Fellas,” Bobby tries, his voice breaking. “What in the hell are you trying to do?”

“Getting you back together,” Roger says.

“We never were—,” Bobby and Don start at the same time and then snap their mouths shut.

“Well, then, getting you two together,” Chuck shoves Don until he and Bobby are nearly on top of each other.

Bobby glances up at Don, resolve crumbling as Don stares back. They can’t be anything more. It’s for their own safety, their own future. To get tangled up like this just spells disaster. This is what Bobby keeps telling himself, but the more he looks at Don, the less he finds himself afraid.

After all, they do have the team supporting them. They haven’t been reported yet and maybe this could work. Maybe they have a chance. But they won’t know unless they try.

As if a dam breaks, Bobby and Don crash into each other, kissing like it’s their last day on Earth. They were ridiculous to think they could be apart and when their embrace ends, Bobby keeps his arms wrapped around Don’s neck while Don’s hands stay on his waist.

“See, Johnny? Was that so bad?” Bobby hears Jim say.

“No,” comes Jonny’s small reply and Bobby can’t help but laugh a little. 

“Thank you. All of you.” He looks at his team, his friends. His family. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”

“Would we be here if we did?” Gordy shrugs, as if it’s obvious. 

For the first time in his life, Bobby can breathe. He doesn’t have to hide like before, doesn’t have to deny the love for the man in his arms. Noting Don’s flushed face, awkward shifting, Bobby gives him a little bit of space. Though they’re still close enough to brush their hands together

“Well, Ulbrickson’s probably waiting for us,” Bobby brings them all back to reality. 

There are nods, a few groans, but Bobby is having none of that.

“Let’s have him eat his words, alright?”

The change in mood is night and day. Bobby’s boys row beautifully and Don is the best damn sight Bobby could ever ask for as he brings them up to forty. Just as Bobby thought, Ulbrickson only gives the team a nod, fazed by the sudden perfection. 

He really shouldn’t be though. After all, they’ve got Bobby and he has them. Bobby smiles behind his megaphone, catches the glint in Don’s eyes.

Everything is going to be just fine.

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Top 10 Politicians 2024

DISCLAIMER: This list is for 'politicians I'd like to fuck' and is purely based on appearance, not politics. If you don't agree with my selection, either scroll onwards, post your own idea of a PILF, or try another blog. People are tired of hearing weak minded, mentally broken people wine about reality.

#10. Sen. Lindsey Graham (R-SC)

An American politician serving as the senior United States senator from South Carolina, a seat he has held since 2003. Of course I’ve got my senate bottom bitch, Sen. Graham here. I kinda understand all the political hate, but I think he’s a mature southern gentleman from my state and I’d love to beat his ass like he stole something from me. And when I’m done with him, I’ll send him over to the next guy as I know I’m not the only one who’d fuck him.

#9. Rick Pate (R-AL)

An American politician serving as the 30th Commissioner of Agriculture and Industries in Alabama. He just looks like a guy I could spend a weekend with… fucking like rabbits.

#8. Sen. Ted Cruz (R-TX)

An American politician and attorney serving as the junior United States Senator for Texas since 2013. Honestly, Ted’s here and this high only to piss off liberal, super political fuckers who can’t separate looks from politics. Now that doesn’t mean I don’t want him naked in my bed with my jizz all over his face.

#7. Rep. Glenn Thompson (R-PA 15th District) 

An American politician serving as the U.S. representative for Pennsylvania’s 15th congressional district since 2019. Nice and manly, he looks like he would be a champion in bed.

#6. Gov. J. B. Pritzker (D-IL)

An American businessman, philanthropist, attorney, venture capitalist, and politician serving as the 43rd governor of Illinois since 2019. J. B. seems like the type that could be had. Nothing to base that on other than he has a look of a guy that if you get him in the right situation, cock will be in that mouth and ass. Plus, he’s rich. I’m not saying that’s a reason to date him. Just a nice side benefit.

#5. Rep. Don Bacon (R-NE 2nd District) 

An American politician and retired military officer serving as the U.S. representative for Nebraska’s 2nd congressional district since 2017. Handsome, nice tits and body. This man is husband material. Better yet, trophy husband material. The type of guy you can walk into a room with him on your arm, telling everyone “Yeah… I’m fucking this.”

#4. Michael G. Strain (R-LA)

Mike is a short chub with nice tits and a body that was made for bottoming. How could I not be in lust.

#3. Lt. Gov. Mike Kehoe (R-MO)

An American politician serving as the 48th lieutenant governor of Missouri, having been in office since June 18, 2018. Mike embodies all-American masculinity and has many male fans here on tumblr who'd happily follow the Lt Gov. into any seedy roadside motel for oral service and a nice tight ass to breed.

#2. Rep. Michael (R-IL 12th District) 

An American politician. This man is almost perfect. The only thing wrong with him is that he isn’t in my bed. Nice build, nice dresser and a very handsome face.

#1. Sen. Jon Tester (D-MT)

An American politician serving as the senior United States Senator from Montana, in office since 2007. If you didn’t know that Jon would be my #1, you must be a new follower.

[mmmmmmky]

response to tags time this got pretty long but if you reblogged my limbus status poll i answered here :)

mhm lmaoooo. idk i somewhattt enjoy charge they are cool but it is kindaaaaa gets boring sometimes. i am honestly not too sure. i thinkkk i recall seeing a team built around suncliff i thinkkk it was rupture sinking but idk i havent looked at his kit. BURNNNNN real asffff burn is fun i did a silly run with them. i wish i had the liu 000 ids. ooo liu yisang sound cool. @melonisopod

real asf! mhmhm real i love sinking, boat trio is fun.

FUCKKK YEAHHH real asf. tremor is cool, i havent gotten the chance to use the silly tremors but i liked tremor before it was cool. idk i like the silly bursting and raising stagger is neat. "oh oh just do damageee you will stagger them faster" :( it is fun (silly). cant fucking wait to build the tremor team of my dreams when the event drops. rip charge lmaoo, it is kinda just base doesnt stand out. @gachabastard

real as fuck i also rotate when doing md but idk i enjoy some more than others plus i cant build them all

FUCKK YEAHHHH WOOO SINKINGGG. this is true! the linton gregor is very nice in sinking teams too but yeah that is the core. g greg and nclair is kinda silly slots lmao but real asf. @wavesofstatic07

Real as fuckkkk. true! yeah maybe i was harsh on charge it is pretty fun and i like w ryo and don a lot. ONFGGGG i honestly cant wait for the charge renaissance (and the intervalio in general i am so curious what they are cooking)(no fucking way we go ON a w train right?). @runn1ngn0se

[this one was later but moved up bc it is relevent to above]

mhmhm sinking is very nice i love regular skills doing 100+ dmg a coin andddd sinking deluge getting 9000. but hmhmhmhm charge tremor is big? very neat hmhmhmhm see above but rose meur hmhmhm realrealreallll. burn is also cool! mhm!

Very fucking real sameee, got 9431 dmg just the other day. killed shock centipede in 2 turns and one turn sign of roses on mdh floor 5.

oooo? interestinggg hmhmhm. dungeon only is fair yeah mhm. hmhmhmmmmmmmm. this is very fucking cool. i see hmhmhm. we have a chef in out midst bc you are COOKING. mhmhmmmm very neat. id personally maybe hmm actually honglu still in for tremor hmmm. maybe more tremor units for w meur? (regret faust maybe) idk i just havent heard much good things about w meur. very fucking cool @rumekfuria

real as fuck! i love pirate greg

real asf!!!! id count it as dps bc it doesnt have a real through line its is just what works ykyk? very real.

lmao very real. yeahhh idk if it bc it is metaaa bc other teams totally preform better in there element i think but it is just very simple to use imo which is why. also it got fleshed out early so it has kinda dried up in recent interest. it still is very fun though and i like it it just doesnt stand out as a favorite imo. very fucking true. coolness > meta the animations are some of the coolest. beeg number :) @freiflies

onfgggg i love poise bl is very quite good. i wish i had nelly ryo, i have more then enough to shard her but what if i pull her rolling for others! i need to wait until i spend my lunacy pile (7000). mhmhm yeah the ego gifts make any status really fun. poise pops off normally but guh with everything else on top?? mhmhmh, i regularly get core ego gifts by like floor 3 and the rest of the mdh is swept. @sveta-karelia

WHEW i think that is all of them with text. thank you everyone who responded :):):):):):)

[twostepstyless]

Rough

Fic Advent Calendar Day 18

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Authors Note: Y/N and Harry are suffering through their hangovers but Harry has the brilliant (not) idea of going ice skating to fight off the hangover.

As always, reblogs, likes, feedback of any all varieties is encouraged and always appreciated my little chookies - G x

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SFW

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Going ice skating while frightfully hungover was not a good idea. In fact, it shouldn’t have even crossed their minds in the first place. The full English fry up Harry ordered in for them when they woke up this morning, was a great idea, a fantastic one they agreed as they revitalised their hungover bodies with some greasy breakfast food. Even the walk round the park with the dog was a good idea, a bit of fresh air to blow the cobwebs of the night before away, but Harry, ever the persuasive, had taken her by the hand and all but dragged her back out the front door, after dropping Vinnie, their dog, off at home, out to the outdoor ice rink set up for the festive period. 

“It’ll be fun, m’heart, proper Christmassy as well, innit? I’d put money on us going skating is on your list of stuff f’us to do together,” Harry’s pace was quick as they made their way to the pop-up rink as Y/N gave him a sort of bashful look. “It is on the list, isn’t it?” He sounded smug, proud of himself. 

“Maybe, but I envisioned it a little more picturesque than this, not at half 11 on a Sunday morning, hungover, looking like I woke up all of a half hour ago and feeling as rough as a badger’s arse,” Y/N groaned as they got closer, seeing the little hut that housed the rental skates and lockers for your belongings, “plus I wouldn’t even say hungover, I reckon the alcohol content still in my blood would say I’m still drunk, I don’t know if I can skate like this,” Y/N tried to wriggle free of his grip as he steered her towards the counter. 

“I don’t think they breathalyse you for skating, Y/N/N, and in fairness, y’did only wake up a little while ago,” Harry laughed. 

“You don’t know that they don’t breathalyse you, maybe it’s the same as driving,” Y/N challenged. 

“What y’gonna get done for skating under the influence?” he snorted before telling the man behind the counter their shoe sizes and picking up their skates, directing Y/N to a wooden bench where they could kick off their shoes and don their skates. Harry put both their shoes in a locker before he popped his skates on, fastening the buckles before looking at Y/N who had gotten as far as putting her right foot in the left skate and no further. 

“Y’gonna need to buckle my skates up, if I bend down, I’ll be sick,” Y/N swung her legs up across his thighs as he rolled his eyes playfully. 

“Let’s start with the right skate on the right foot first, hm?” Harry smiled at her softly, before switching skates and fastening them for her. He stood to his feet and held out his hand for her to clasp to get her up, which she did with a groan. “Listen, f’you really don’t want to do it, we don’t have to,” Harry said sincerely. 

“No, I do, I’m being dramatic, jus’ don’t laugh when I fall,” she took his hand as they hobbled to the edge of the rink, lingering at the little step down to the ice. 

“Wouldn’t dream of laughing, you’re the better skater out of the pair of us, m’sure it’ll be me that stacks it,” Harry took the first step onto the ice, catching his balance with his arms outstretched as he wobbled, the blades trying to find purchase on the slippery surface. Harry let out a grunt as he caught himself when he tried to spin round and felt his left foot slip from under him, “fucking hell,” he panted, finally able to turn on the spot and hold his hands out to assist Y/N down. It was only them and a few families skating round the rink this early on a Sunday, the children clinging on to the little balance tools that looked like penguins. With a deep breath she stepped onto the ice, while clutching Harry’s outstretched hands. 

***

“Look at you, m’little hungover figure skater,” Harry praised as they began skating their second loop, albeit a slow one, around the perimeter of the rink. 

“Torvill and Dean, eat your fuckin’ heart out,” Y/N giggled breathily, forgetting how much ice skating knocks the energy out of you. Their hands still held each other’s in a death grip as their blades pushed against the ice in smooth strokes. If one went down at this point, the other was going with them. 

“Reckon we’re at the point of letting go?” Harry asked, raising their joined hands between them.

“Y’worried I’ve got germs or something?” Y/N asked, focusing on her feet, but trying her hardest to make her voice sound as if she was offended. 

“What? No, fuck, no, that’s not it, jus’ thought you might want to skate yourself a bit, not let me slow y’down,” Harry tried to backtrack. 

“Baby, m’kidding,” she squeezed his hand while laughing as relief washed his face. “You’re not slowing me down, I’m going slow so I don’t make myself nauseous and end up chucking my breakfast up across the ice, but let’s give this a go, I s’pose,” and with that they dropped their hands and continued skating. 

***

It’s ironic, while drunk the alcohol can make you feel invincible and overly confident, as if you could do anything. The hangover the next day, however, seemed to impair you beyond belief, normal human function seems to fall by the wayside when hungover. At least for Y/N anyway. She got a bit more confident while skating, going ever so slightly faster, spurred on when a child lapped them on their loop round the rink. All was going well. She had gotten ahead of Harry, who had slowed down even further to take a few pictures of her gliding across the ice. She looked over her shoulder, catching him taking her photo as she skidded to a stop to wait for him. Her breath surrounding her in clouds of steam as she tried to regulate her breathing. Then, with the twitch of her foot, she was down, flat on her back as if someone pulled the rug out from under her feet all while letting out the loudest shriek her body could muster. It must’ve looked comical, but she can confirm it certainly didn’t feel comical, especially when she heard a little boy whizz past her, with his penguin to keep him upright being pushed in front of him, giggle as she laid on her back, staring up at the sky, hoping the ice would crack down the middle and swallow her whole like a crevasse in a glacier. 

“Fuck!” She heard Harry call, “Y/N/N, lovie, you alright?” Harry skated up to her, leaning over her, with his hand outstretched to help her up. 

“No, leave me here to melt into the ice,” she whined, screwing her eyes shut. 

“Baby, let me get you up, c’mon, are y’hurt my sweet girl?” 

“I don’t think so,” she sniffled, “can we get off the ice for a second?” she asked, finally taking his hand as he helped her sit up then get her to her feet as he nodded, helping her off the ice. Luckily, or not so luckily, she fell right by the exit off the ice, so she didn’t have to go very far when she got up with a grunt. 

Harry got her sat down on a little bench that was tucked away from view as he perched next to her. “Look at me, are you hurt, is anything even a little bit sore? If it is, I’ll run home and get the car and we’ll go to the minor injury unit or something,” Harry’s hands cradled her face, warming her skin that had gone cold from lying on the ice. He could see the glisten in her eyes as she tried to fight off tears. 

“I don’t think so, jus’ cold and my- think my ego is bruised,” she whimpered as Harry pulled her legs back over his thighs, undid her ice skates and removed them as he cuddled her under his arm, close to his side. 

“Do you need to cry?” he asked, rubbing her arm with his hand, trying to generate heat with the friction as she shivered under his touch. 

“No, m’fine,” she mumbled, shoulders quaking as she tried to hold herself together. 

“Y/N,” Harry deadpanned, getting a few sniffles in response, “do you need to cry?” his voice was calm and collected, no hint of judgement evident in his tone. 

“Mhm,” she sniffled again before the tears began to flow freely, “jus’ need two minutes to feel sorry for myself, then I’ll be fine, honest” she choked out as she cried into his neck. No loud sobs to be heard, just free flowing tears as she wept quietly. 

“I know, s’okay, cry all you need, m’heart,” Harry soothed, letting her tears run their course. Her two minutes of tears was closer to five minutes as Harry’s hands rubbed calming patterns on her body and told her how he bets Vinnie will be sat at their front door, tail wagging, waiting for them to come home so he could have a cuddle with his Mummy. 

“Okay,” Y/N took a deep breath, and palmed the last of her tears away, “m’okay now, but I think I’m done with the skating for today, if that’s alright?” she asked. 

“Wouldn’t let y’go back on that ice even if you wanted to,” Harry spoke, “unless it was so we could go get the little arsehole who laughed when you fell,” Harry joked. 

“Harry, he was like seven, y’can’t threaten children,” she giggled as Harry removed her legs from his lap so he could go collect their shoes from the locker. 

“Just because he’s a child, doesn’t make him any less of a little arsehole,” Harry rolled his eyes at the thought of the little devil boy. 

“Whatever y’say,” she giggled, Harry happy he was getting more smiles than tears out of her now, as she shoved her feet back into her shoes, “can we agree not to do this hungover again though?” 

“Probably f’the best,” Harry agreed, sealing her hand in his as they began their walk home to Harry’s sheer delight, it seemed she genuinely was uninjured. 

“Can’t deny it was a little funny how y’fell, it was like someone pulled the rug out,” Harry snorted before he was met with a slap in the chest by his girlfriend. 

“I think it’s you that’s the little arsehole,” Y/N gaped, before she burst into a fit of laughter as Harry tried his best to conceal his giggles as he kept picturing her falling. 

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[shadowredfeline]

Five in One Post

For my Filipino Friend’s On This Day Post

It was nice seeing Darwin rescue his brother and sister, since he is a fish after all, and I like the idea of saying Gumball and Anais could both be mermaids, even Nicole would enjoy being a mermaid too and the four of them can swim the ocean together.

For my A-Pal’s On this Day Post

First one

She does look really cute. I don’t know anything about Rock a Doodle, but I do know Don Bluth since he does make good movies. I remember watching a few of his films. I know my sister loves the Land Before Time just only a few titles depending on which one she likes. But I also remember watching another movie called Anastasia which that movie is quite good. Even my other sister likes that movie as well, I always like Bartok since he is funny, but I was also wanting to watch another movie called Bartok the Magnificent, since that’s how I would imagine Shadow and Lisa to perform magic together. And also I did watch another movie like the Secret of NIMH. I watched that movie with Luna on her Discord, and the movie is really good. Feivel was really good too. A lot of people enjoyed the original as well as for Feivel Goes West done by Steven Spielberg. Treasure of Manhattan Island is okay, when it comes to going through Island adventures. So with this minor character, she does look like an adorable Rabbit even what May and Windy would both do.

Second one

I do remember that Dog, Monroe from Juniper Lee, he does look funny for a dog like him. Cause if I was going to include him in Persona 4, it would be nice depending on what Monroe would do. Even June when I would add her on Social Links for Mac to hangout with.

For my Filipino friend’s trade with our G-Pal

I bet Sammir does enjoy going for walk, even when tries going into Autumn Forest. Plus I do like going out listening to music when I got to go for a walk with someone to get some exercise. I can even do that if I were to go to the store or a restaurant on foot or when I’m not trying to waste my battery on playing Pokemon Go.

Response to my Filipino friend

Yeah watching Classic shows on Cartoon Network since they’re so memorable. Plus I know on YouTube they have a channel called the Cartoon Cartoons which we’ve known from the past anytime we want to watch some classic shows. And I know Modern Cartoon Network can go overboard when Cartoon Network has used Teen Titans Go too much. Personally I never like Teen Titans Go either since they kept using a lot of Guest Appearances for every hero we known from the past. Plus that’s why Robin will be the Enemy when we do Cartoon Cinema Labyrinth. Even when we have Robin as the Final Boss for Cartoon Network in Persona 5 Royal.

[greatsaladavenue]

More anon replies.

I’m a fan of many fandoms and other things in life (Yes, it’s really true and still is)  not everything in my life is about them or Mclennon, but here it tho my Tumblr seem to be mostly about McLennon.

I think I might add that the reason for this is because it’s not that long when I discoverd this fandom and fell down the Beatles rabbit hole because of McLennon was because I found Tumblr. The Beatles has been a part of my childhood, my Mother is the original Beatle fan in my family and because of her we all have become used to Beatles music and really enjoy their music I love all of them quite equally, but is what you would call a John-girl. But the one I used to know most about is George. Now it's no doubt John and Paul . Mom’s favourite Beatle is George Harrison and his solo career. She doesn't know about McLennon but believes most of the original Beatle history like that they J,P,G didn’t like each other in the end plus she doesn’t quite care as much about John, Ringo or Paul but know their talents too and who wrote or did what in most of the Beatles songs.  I feel about the original Beatle history as I know about most McLennon theories. I don agree with everything, like the India theory, or any other ”fan based theory” any more than my own theory about them. Neither do i believe we have all the ”true information” in any of the original Beatles books written by fanboys. I totally accept that we don’t have any solid truth about the Beatles or themselves or their wives or friends etc, nor do I dismiss it. I do think you can find the true somewhere there, most of it but just as much as things with time has changed because tme does that to you.  

About Paul: Yeah I think he’s a brilliant musician, he's a great singer, he’s cute, good looking but I’m not really attracted to him in that way. His best look was somewhere the 80's and second is Get Back-Paul. I always find myself similar to him. I do like his double sided personality he’s really doing a good job confusing everybody hopefully not himself. I don't really care for any of their wives and kids. But Stella is fun. Feel a bit sorry for James dunno why. Sean did a really great interview with Paul. It's on YT. not just the same ol'd questions, It's about John. All big artists seem to have a great split personality but again few are really themself on their job or when you’re out in public. There are many reasons to feel sorry for him, he’d probably need some therapy but don’t think he could really come clean but life isn’t fair to anybody.  he’s also  living his life doing what he loves.

[aeolianasio]

I’ve only now realized that the friends system allows you to borrow characters from your friends, so if anyone’s still struggling with the early game, (particularly chapter 3.) I hope this helps!

Friend code is A856495912 - My current company contains: G Corp Gregor, Blade Lineage Sinclair, N Corp Mersault, Blade Lineage Yi Sang, Kurokumo + LCCB Assistant Manager Rodion, R Corp Ishmael, R Corp Heathcliff, TingTang Hong Lu, Kurokumo Ryoshu and W Corp Don! 

I *should* have all of the 000 characters currently available besides the new Faust, plus I’ve also got majority of the Limbus Pass EGO! All at tier 3 (besides the EGO) and level 30!

Shoot me a friend request! :  )