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angvl3tears · 7 days ago

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ꪆ ׂ ִ 𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ₊ ୨ৎ

ˇ ⋆ ╱ bsf!chris x needybsf!reader ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

content ୭ꪆ nsfw! smut, blowjob, oral (m receiving), pet names, freak chris, cursing

you bob your head up and down, pace steady, knees aching, saliva dripping down your chin. a sloppy beautiful mess. kneeling under the table. mouth stuffed with his cock. one hand placed delicately on his thigh, the other wrapped around what your mouth can’t take.

❛ shit, baby. ❜ chris groans, bringing one hand to the back of your head. tugging at the soft locks of hair. ❛ s’good. y’do that s’good. ❜ he grips your hair tighter, his eyes fluttering shut. the sensation of your tight, hot mouth making him see stars.

his head falls back against the headrest of his chair as you lift your head, tongue swirling around the tip. pink and swollen. your lips puffy. glossed over eyes focused on him. moaning around his length as his hips rut up, shoving himself further down your warm throat. ❛ shit, shit, shit. ❜ he hisses, using his tight grip on your hair to fuck your face.

you dig your nails into his thighs, letting him use you. doe eyes blinking up at him. ❛ fuck, angel. s’good. ❜ chris huffs, tightening his grip on you. scalp tingling. the dampness in your panties growing uncomfortable.

you let out a muffled noise as your nose comes in contact with his pelvis. his cock stuffed as far as can go. his hips stutter, breathing heavy.

❛ shit, shit, shit. ❜ he whines, thighs trembling. blowing his load down your throat. filling you up with his hot seed. you moan, swallowing every salty drop. eyes locked on his fucked out expression.

❛ fuck, angel. ❜ chris chuckles, smoothing your hair down, cupping your cheek. his cock falling out of your mouth with a pop. falling against his thigh.

he watches your thumb swipe across your lips, cock growing hard again as you scoop up the cum that slipped out of your mouth. sucking on your thumb with a smile. those sweet doe eyes of yours blinking up at your best friend.

❛ jus’ a needy girl, hm? ❜ chris caresses your face, touch so gentle. smiling down at you. smirking as you clench your thighs, squirming.

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mattslolita · 7 months ago

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bambi needs to cum, but chris said no. so she looks at him with her glassy eyes and he has to say yes 🤭

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"p-please..."

a low growl escapes chris's lips as he looks up at you, his thrusts relentless as your nails dig into his back, legs wrapped around his torso as broken moans and whiny pleas fall past your lips.

"w-wanna cum, baby," you beg, your eyes glassy and wide as you stare up at him, lust clouding your expression, "please, can i cum?"

and fuck, how could he say no to those eyes? the way your gummy walls squeeze his cock as his eyes rolling into the back of his head, before he opens them again and lazily smirks down at you.

"been such a good girl f'me, yeah?" chris drawls, his hand going down to rub circles on your clit, "g'head an' cum pretty, look at me."

that was all the confirmation you needed as chris gripped your chin, tilting your head upward to face him; a loud, pornographic moan of his name falls from your lips as your velvety walls flutter around him, your arousal spilling out of you, creating a creamy ring around his mushroom tip. a possessive look clouds chris's eyes as he stares down at you in awe.

"so fuckin' good, such a good girl. my good girl."

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lavender-vixen · 4 months ago

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Patrick with a girl who is just as insane as he is?

"Real, Like Me." (Patrick Hockstetter x Reader)

Patrick likes breaking things. Rules. Locks. People. He likes watching people squirm, likes the way they crack under pressure, how they get all nervous and sweaty when they realize he's not like them. That he's worse.

So when he meets you, when he watches you tilt your head at the sound of a classmate crying, like it's interesting instead of sad...When he watches you hold a lighter under your palm just to see how long you can take it...When you look at him with a sharp, knowing grin, like you already know what he is, because you're the same thing...

Patrick realizes you're not normal either. And shit, that must mean you're real, too. But it's not threatening...it's more of a relief.

Patrick doesn't get scared. Doesn't feel that sharp, tight, gut-punch kind of fear that other people feel when they see something wrong.

But you make his stomach drop in the best way. Because the first time he sees you lose your temper, really lose it, you don't yell. You don't cry. You just smile. And then you do something so much worse. Something even he wouldn't have thought of.

Patrick just stands there, watching, breathless, captivated. And when it's over, when you wipe your hands off like nothing happened, when you turn to him, grinning, waiting for his reaction, Patrick exhales, shakes his head, and mutters. "Jesus Christ, dollface."

Then he kisses you like he's starving for it. It seems like the natural course of action on his part. He doesn't understand what you are, but he knows he's out of his depth until he can figure it out. So it's easier just to put his mouth on yours, biting your lips, fighting with your tongue...anything to feel like he's in control again.

Patrick always needs to be in control. Always. That's just how it is. Except, apparently, not with you.

The first time you're alone together in his room, with the door locked, with his parents out for dinner, it's not like anything he's ever done before. You don't submit. You don't let him take the lead. You match him. Move with him. Push back. Bite just as hard as he does, claw just as deep, moan just as loud, take just as much as you give. Patrick loses it. Because you're straddling him like you own him, like you're trying to break him the way he's broken so many others before you, and it's working.

His hands are shaking, his voice wrecked, breathless, his body trembling beneath yours. And when you lean down, bite his jaw, whisper, "Can't handle it, Hockstetter?"

Patrick just growls, grabs your hips, like it's a challenge, slams you down harder. He tells you to shut the fuck up, and while that might anger most other girls he's been with, you just laugh, rolling your hips deliberately slower, teasing, torturing, wrecking him even more.

That's when he realizes he's in so much trouble.

Patrick doesn't share. Never has, never will. So when some Johnny-Lawrence-looking guy with a popped collar gets too close to you at a party, when he touches your waist, leans in like he's got a shot, Patrick loses his damn mind.

One second, he's leaning against the wall, watching, absently listening to something Vic and Belch are laughing about. The next, he's got the guy by the throat, slamming him into the counter, whispering in his ear.

"She's not yours to touch, man."

The guy chokes, gasps, tries to stammer out an apology. Patrick just frowns. Then he feels your hand on his arm.

"Let's go," you murmur, voice calm, unbothered, like you expected this to happen.

Patrick glances at you. Sees the way you're smirking, watching him with that sharp, knowing glint in your eye. And suddenly, he doesn't care about the guy anymore. Because he has you.

And when you grab his hand, lead him out the door, Patrick finally grins, breathless, obsessed. Because you're the best thing that's ever happened to him. And he's never letting you go.

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throatgoat4u · 5 months ago

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poor!reader head cannons...

personality/traits:

poor!reader who... is unapologetically unique. she dresses the way she wants, often mixing her vintage finds with whatever's affordable.

poor!reader who... is a secret poet. she loves to write poems in the margins of her notebooks, never sharing them to anyone.

poor!reader who... has the biggest soft spot for animals. loves finding, and feeding strays in random alleys.

poor!reader who... loathes injustice. she often stands up for things she deems unfair, and cruel, whether it is at her job, or at school, or in her community

poor!reader who... is an impulsive adventurer. last minute road trips, random late night drives, exploring abandoned buildings. she loves being spontaneous, and living in the moment.

poor!reader who... is constantly lost in her daydreams. she'll zone out while staring out a window, dreaming about traveling all across the world. she'll sometimes catch herself daydreaming of rich popular bully!chris but quickly snaps out of it, scolding herself.

poor!reader who... secretly craves stability. even though she seems carefree, there's a part of her that dreams of a more stable life, but she tends to hide that vulnerability under her spontaneous, care free persona.

poor!reader who... is conflicted about her future. she's uncertain about what path to take after high school. while she dreams big, the reality of her situation often clashes with her ambitions. She may put on a brave face, but there's a constant inner struggle.

poor!reader who... has self deprecating humor. she makes fun of herself, sometimes too much, as a way of deflecting attention or hiding insecurities. people around her laugh, but they don't always realize she’s masking deeper feelings.

poor!reader who... loves helping others, but hates asking for help. she's always the first to help out. whether it's giving advice, being a shoulder to cry on, or to cheer someone up, she's there. but when she needs support, she struggles to ask for it, seeing it as a sign of weakness

poor!reader who... loves astrology. not the zodiac signs, and superstitions. she loves looking at the stars, finding constellations, always knows the moon phase of the day, always has random facts about the stars, and space.

poor!reader who... is independent to a fault. she refuses to rely on others, even when she could really use a hand. this leads to moments of isolation or burnout, but she keeps pushing through, stubborn and, proud.

poor!reader who... finds comfort in silence. she enjoys moments of peace, whether it’s sitting in her room alone with a book, sipping coffee, or taking walks in nature. even though she loves people and has a big personality, she finds a lot of solace in solitude.

poor!reader who... loves to dance in the living room with just a pair of lacy panties, and a t shirt. usually with her sister, but even enjoys it as a solo hobby.

background/interests...

poor!reader who... is ambitious, despite the odds. she dreams big, maybe of going to college or traveling one day, but doesn't always talk about it because it feels too far away or impossible.

poor!reader who... holds on to old memories. she still has a collection of childhood treasures, like polaroids or postcards, from times she was happiest.

poor!reader who... loves classic movies and old hollywood. a fan of old movies like roman holiday or breakfast at tiffany’s that she watches on repeat, fascinated by the glamour and simplicity of those worlds.

poor!reader who... is nostalgic about her childhood. she has a love for anything from her younger years, whether it’s a specific snack or a game she used to play that helps her connect with simpler times.

poor!reader who... has a fixation on the night sky. there's something about staring up at the stars that calms her or sparks her dreams. a quiet moment of reflection under the night sky might be her safe space.

poor!reader who... dreams of travel. she’s never been out of state due to her family's financial situation, but she spends hours looking at maps, reading travel blogs, or learning languages. her dream is to see the world or study abroad.

poor!reader who... is a history buff. she has a surprising knowledge of history or an interest in past decades, even collecting vintage history books or artifacts from different time periods.

poor!reader who... is a diy queen. she’s always fixing, repurposing, or making things on her own, whether it’s creating new outfits from thrifted clothes, refurbishing furniture, or making her own skincare products. she’s a pro at turning little into something special. she also love hand making presents like cards or fun little surprise boxes with pop outs.

poor!reader who... spends a lot of time alone in nature. whether it’s hiking, running through fields, or just sitting on a bench by a lake, nature serves as her grounding force. it gives her the clarity and solitude she craves to think things through.

poor!reader who... collects postcards or souvenirs. she collects things from places she's been or wishes to visit—postcards, subway tokens, little trinkets from her favorite places—that she keeps tucked away in a box, as though they represent her dreams.

habits/quirks...

poor!reader who... laughs when she’s nervous. she has a tendency to laugh awkwardly or nervously in situations where she should be serious or is uncomfortable, which can be a little off-putting to others but is part of her charm.

poor!reader who... talks to her stuffed animals. she has a habit of talking to her teddies when she’s feeling particularly stressed or overwhelmed. it’s a weird comfort that helps her cope with the chaos of her life.

poor!reader who... keeps a notebook of thoughts. she writes down random ideas, thoughts, dreams, or little stories that pop into her head in a notebook she keeps close at all times. it’s her way of organizing the mess inside her mind.

poor!reader who... always looks for small wins. she takes pleasure in tiny victories, whether it’s finishing an entire book in a day, acing a surprise quiz, or even just getting a compliment from a stranger. little successes keep her going.

poor!reader who... fixes things that aren’t broken. whether it’s her clothes, old furniture, or even her relationships, she has a tendency to try and fix things that might not need fixing—just because she feels compelled to make things better, even when it’s unnecessary.

poor!reader who... is messy, yet organized. her room might be cluttered, but there’s a method to the madness. she always knows where everything is.

poor!reader who... is a chronic overthinker. she thinks about everything too much, especially interactions with others, replaying conversations in her head to make sure she said the right thing.

poor!reader who... has a caffeine ritual. not just a coffee addict, she has a very specific ritual for making her coffee, from the beans she uses to the temperature she prefers it at.

poor!reader who... collects things people don’t notice. she picks up random items she finds in the street or at thrift stores (like old postcards, coins, broken jewelry) and gives them a place in her room, even if she doesn’t know their story.

poor!reader who... hates being told what to do. she works better when given freedom, and can be stubborn as hell when it comes to authority.

poor!reader who... chews on the cap of her pen when she's concentrated. no matter what she's doing, if there is a pen in her hand, and she's in the zone, she's chewing on it.

poor!reader who... over-commits to things. she says yes to too many things, whether it's extra shifts at the diner, a school project, or helping a friend out, which leads to exhaustion or stress but also shows how much she cares.

poor!reader who... underestimates her own worth. despite being talented, confident, and intelligent, she often downplays her achievements or deflects compliments. she’s used to feeling like an outsider and doesn't always trust her own worth.

poor!reader who... can’t resist a good bookstore. when she’s feeling down or stressed, she heads straight for the old, local bookstore (even a used one), getting lost in the shelves for hours. it’s her place of comfort and escape.

poor!reader who... loves talking to strangers. she has a habit of chatting with strangers—whether it's the elderly lady who sits next to her on the bus or the person standing in line with her at a coffee shop. she's never met a person she didn't want to talk to.

relationships...

poor!reader who... is romantic but cynical. she has a soft spot for romance, but she's not naive. she's had her heart broken in the past, and she’s hesitant to fall for someone again, but deep down, she longs for love that’s real and messy.

poor!reader who... has an intense rivalry with rich popular bully!chris. since he has a better social standing—and is constantly making it a point to remind her of that—it pushes her to constantly prove herself. their rivalry fuels her competitive streak.

poor!reader who... holds back her feelings. she’s the type who internalizes a lot of her emotions and doesn’t express them outwardly. like when she’s angry or sad, she bottles it up until it eventually explodes.

poor!reader who... has a secret love for someone out of her league. she has a crush on rich popular bully!chris who seems completely out of reach. she admires him from afar or when they're face to face in another one of their arguments. though, she'd be foolish to think that he'd reciprocate her feelings for him... right?

poor!reader who... hates feeling pitied. she often downplays any issue she’s going through because she hates the idea of being pitied. she’d rather keep her struggles to herself than let anyone see her vulnerability.

randoms...

poor!reader who... has an obsession with finding hidden gems. whether it’s in thrift shops, small bookshops, or record stores, she’s always on the hunt for something unique and obscure.

poor!reader who... has a curiosity about the unknown. she’s into conspiracy theories, astrology, or anything else that makes her question the world around her. it’s her form of escape.

poor!reader who... has a hidden spot. there’s a secret spot just outside the city she loves to visit. it's this secluded park with a small body of water, a bridge, and a weeping willow tree. she loves going there to read or just to enjoy nature.

poor!reader who... has an old-fashioned sense of romance. while she loves modern love, she secretly fantasizes about grand romantic gestures like a handwritten letter or a midnight picnic.

poor!reader who... collects strange things. from old tickets to quirky trinkets, she gathers mementos that may seem random, but to her, they represent specific moments in time or personal memories.

poor!reader who... carries around a map of her hopes. she has a map in her room where she draws out places she hopes to visit, goals she wants to achieve, or dreams she’s trying to chase. it’s a literal and figurative map of her future.

a/n: this took me forever my goodness. anyways, i hope you guys liked these head cannons for poor!reader. i'm not entirely sure if they are all head cannons but wtv. let me know if you guys want an sfw and nsfw version!

taglist: @ariastur9z. @nateismybf. @glitterybtch. @sonderrrtr. @mattquette. @starzinasblog. @chrissturnioloslvt. @ferfyna. @impossiblecollectorcat

if anyone else wants to be on the taglist, let me know! this taglist will go for any and all poor!reader x rich popular bully!chris content whether that is a series, oneshots, blurbs, drabbles, instagram posts, or texts. if you are currently on the taglist and would not like to be, let me know i’ll remove you.

rich popular bully!chris head cannons here!

toodles sluts :)

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chrislova · 3 months ago

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hey sexy!!

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babyitsbeautiful · 10 months ago

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City Girls and Wind Shear by @corrieander

Will our stars ever align? Will two hearts beat in time? These words you should always remember To you, my heart I surrender Chasing love that can never be mine Maybe one day you'll realize These words you should always remember To you, my heart I surrender

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dearinglovebot · 11 months ago

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girl!owen au: in which jurassic world's resident raptor trainer is a costa rican butch who can't seem to stop flirting with the operations manager

#girl!owen au #they lost focus and had a consensual workplace relationship #lesbian clawen #sorry i start salivating if i think abt this au too hard #mine #jurassic world #she calls claire gringa (fond)#ft. wingman blue the raptor #claire dearing

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humpster35 · 26 days ago

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‘C’ as in Chris

Frat!Boy Chris x innocent!reader

|Contains: fluff, banter, soft!chris, innocent reader, suggestive content and flirting.

dividers from tumblr account @enchanthings

As Y/n walked down the hallway, heading to her locker—a smile glued to her face, she spots her boyfriend. Chris was always so cheery in the morning, but this particular morning—he had something up his sleeve.

With the shake of her head, Y/n reached her locker as Chris smirked down at her. He smelled so amazing, as usual—his hands were behind his back which made Y/n curious.

“Heyy why do you have hands behind your back?”

Chris cheekily smiled—showing all of his teeth, he pulled a necklace out and it had a small ‘C’ attached to it. Y/n shook her head as she laughed childishly.

As Y/n watched Chris gesture for her to turn around, she began to think back on how they first met.

It was during freshman year that Chris had accidentally hit Y/n with a basketball during one of his games. She didn’t know how to react and everyone’s attention was on the pair. Chris took this opportunity to approach her—seeing if she was okay, then asking her if she wanted to have his number.

Y/n of course thought this was so cheesy. It’s not like they were living in some musical—or fantasy land. But when Chris gave her those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes—it was as if her world stopped. The universe had aligned for her to meet him, in this moment she knew that she would soon become his.

Next thing you know, they’re walking to class together as if they’ve been doing it forever.

“What class do you have next?” Chris asked while walking beside Y/n holding a basketball.

Y/n furrowed her brows for a moment—she was so busy staring at Chris’s facial features that she didn’t even remember.

“Uh—oh it says, Theatre.”

Chris smiled as they reached the lockers. He bang putting away his basketball, turning his attention back to look at her.

“No way, i’ve always loved theatre—well the singing part at least.”

Y/n’s eyes widened as she took this new information in. Of course she didn’t wanna judge anyone based on stereotypes but—Chris was your typical jock. He played basketball and only hung out with people who cared more about what they wore than world issues.

“Chris don’t take this the wrong way but…I didn’t expect that.”

Y/n watched as Chris started laughing, his adam’s apple moved up and down while he covered his eyes with his hand.

“You can’t judge a book by its cover doll.”

Chris’s voice was stern but Y/n knew he was joking about the situation. She felt bad that she had this image of him being something he’s clearly not. Chris has never shown her that he’s like his friends after all.

Y/n smiled at Chris—he closed his locker then placed an around her. They both silently joked about his singing skills as they headed down the stairs to the theatre room.

Right now it has been two years since those days. Y/n felt the coldness of the necklace as Chris’s hands steadily enclosed it. They stood in front of her locker mirror.

“There. Now you’re all mine.”

Y/n furrowed her brows while smiling in the locker mirror. Chris kissed her shoulder sensually then her head.

“Whats this for?”

Chris chuckled lightly—he ran a hand through his hair as he bit his lip at his girlfriend.

“What you don’t know??”

Y/n blushed under his gaze—she could feel his hand on her hip. Chris always knew how to make her catch butterflies, Y/n wasn’t the most active person sexually nor had she done anything more with her boyfriend than makeout—but right now she was feeling something.

“C as in Chris?”

Chris smirked as he tapped Y/n’s hip and the upper part of her ass. This made her blush as he gently took her chin, kissing her lips.

Y/n started to moan into the kiss as Chris deepened it, his hands grasping at her sides. This made Y/n back up into the locker—her head being protected by Chris as they begin to makeout.

“Chris-.” Y/n breathes out.

Chris only smirked. He kissed her lips one more time before pulling away, his thumb wiping away any lipstick that may have been smudged.

“Good girl.”

Y/n nodded, she turned back around to her locker mirror—fixing her hair. Once she finished, Chris stuck his hand out so they can walk to their class.

This was very short but I had this idea from @seeing-stars-today She wanted me to do something involving an initial necklace, so I combined that with my love for High school Musical.

tag list🎀

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angvl3tears · 2 months ago

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ꪆ ׂ ִ 𝐀 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 ₊ ୨ৎ

ˇ ⋆ ╱ bsf!chris x angel!reader ⁺˖ ⸝⸝

content ୭ꪆ fluff, soft chris, pining, gentle love, best friends

your head rests on his chest, heavy and unmoving. the air around you is comfortable. warm. like it always is when you’re with him.

chris’s fingers run through your hair, pulling on the silky strands. twirling them between his fingertips. your eyes flutter shut at the calming sensation.

sighing, you snuggle closer. curling your body into his, couch molding under you. hand resting delicately on his chest, fingertips tracing the curves of his exposed collarbone. memorising him.

❛ are y’falling in love? ❜ he asks quietly, not wanting to break the comforting bubble you two are encased in. his free hand sliding under the material of his hoodie that you always wear. tracing little hearts on the soft skin of your back.

you hum, sleepily. content. feeling his heart thump against your cheek, smushed against his black tee.

he chuckles softly. ❛ have a feeling y’are. ❜ he leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to the crown of your head. your face breaks out in a smile, unable to help yourself. feeling so safe and so warm. gosh you love your best friend.

ꪆ ׂ ִ 🥛⁺˖ ⸝⸝

just something quick i wrote! idk!! crashing out! 🦄

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dame-zoom-a-lot · 5 months ago

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Murray Field Notes Day 4

This is a companion piece to @fkinkindagauche's Mer!AU Merfolk of Lake Michigan). The journals are based on our discord convos about this mer society.

Strap on for weird biology, copious drug references, and awkward old man yaoi

Divider by @/saradika-graphics

Owens was late tonight.

Owens showed up past ten. Kinda sad. Tired. Apparently he had to work a gender reveal ceremony.

Thought he meant a kid got born or something. Someone important. But no. They... pick their gender, the top half. They pick their top half. Basically decide whether or not they want to lactate.

Asked Owens why anyone would want to lactate. He said the reason's hugely personal and complicated. But they make the decision as they're hitting puberty? Seems like a big choice for the kiddies. But what do I know

We got bored by our show (filler episode, ugh, when will they ever go away?) Owen sketched out all the fancy shit the mers wore for the gender reveal ceremony. Said he can bring some for me to look at. They get a lot of gems from shipwrecks, then they tie them together with algae.

Had to stop him from drawing girl nipples. That devolved into a stupid argument that dragged on way too long about what the difference is. Owens wants to know if nipples are allowed if the mer isn't a boy or a girl. How the fuck should I know? I'm not the nipple police.

Man laughed so hard he choked, like Alexei

Glad to make his shit night a little better I guess.

#speculative biology #mer au #stranger things fanfic #murray bauman #sam owens #actually what IS the rule for nonbinary presenting nipples?#gender identity #zooms writes #zooms draws #ok i hate my writing tag give me suggestions #chubby mermaid #i missed the opportunity to make the girl chubby too. Gotta fix that for the next entry.

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mattslolita · 7 months ago

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Bambi crying because her vball coach was yelling at her all day so she goes home and starts crying

tears brimmed your waterline, small sniffles escaping your lips as you hurriedly tried to dry them from your wide eyes. you were used to your coach's demanding nature, but today was different; she's never yelled at you as much as she did today. everyone knew you were sensitive especially when they raised their voice at you — even your teammates were shocked at the amount of times coach had taken her frustrations out on you.

you didn't want chris to see you crying for the millionth time over nonsense, so you quietly unlocked the door to his shared apartment with his brothers and walked inside quietly.

"oh, hey y/n," matt says, turning around slightly to face you. you had your back turned though, trying to hide the somber expression on your features. "everything alright?"

"mhm!" you accidentally speak loudly, a small hiccup leaving your lips followed by a quiet gasp.

"okay," matt says slowly, turning back around, "chris'll be back soon, he's getting food with nick right now."

"okay," you say quietly, immediately making your way down to chris's room in the basement.

you dropped your volleyball equipment onto the floor, finally releasing the small rack of sobs that previously threatened to spill from your lips — you sprawled onto chris's bed, curling into a ball as you sobbed quietly.

chris could hear you from the outside of his room when he had finally came back, pressing his ear close to the door to make sure he could hear you properly. a frown makes it's way onto his face, as he gently pushes the door to his room open, seeing your figure curled up.

he says nothing at first, just simply walking over to the bed and pulling your body into his. he lets you cry into his chest, running a hand through your braids soothingly. he leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead, wiping at the fat tears that rolled down your cheeks.

after some time, chris noticed you were quiet — you hadn't said anything, just messing with the drawstring on his sweater.

"hi pretty girl," chris whispers to you, tilting your chin up gently, your wet lashes blinking up at him, "y'wanna tell me what's goin' on?"

"coach," you said, squeezing your eyes shut as you shook your head, "she kept yellin' at me today. and only me! i don't know what i did wrong."

chris sighs, shaking his head as his tongue pokes the inside of his cheek. he continues rubbing your back, drawing small circles. "i know she was mean to you angel, but you gotta ignore her, 'kay? i've seen your coach, an' she's a miserable lady. what are all your teammates always sayin' about you? how did you even get into one of the best leagues? that's cause you're an' amazing player, sweetheart. don't let that shit get to ya head, alright?"

you nodded, a small smile on your lips as you looked up at chris. "thank you, baby."

"course, mama," chris coos, leaning down to place a sweet kiss to your lips, "now come an' eat this wingstop i got you."

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fraudulent-cheese · 1 year ago

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Think you would change any of the finalists of any of the seasons? Think you mentioned a Pahkitew redo or something, would that be a part of it?

OH BOY THAT IS. A QUESTION IN A HALF

I'll start off by giving my opinion on all the finalists of each season!

TDI: Honestly, i wouldn't change it. Both Gwen and Owen are pretty relevant characters, they're fun as the finalists and it makes sense they'd make it that far tbh. I wouldn't swap them out for anyone else this season outside of maybe Leshawna if her elimination wasn't so cheap? That or change it to be like "oh yeah we should make them stay in this nice resort instead of that shitty summer camp" as motivation for nominating someone during Haute-Campture. Idk. Id be more in favor of finalist Leshawna if Fresh TV, you know, gave her more relevance outside of being Gwen's bestie towards the end? And just gave her character depth? Or an arc on her own? But she's the only other candidate in my eyes

TDA: I'VE SAID THIS BEFORE AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN: THE FINALISTS SHOULD'VE BEEN LINDSAY AND HAROLD. why was Duncan a finalist. Literally why. What does he do that's interesting enough to justify keeping him for the ENTIRE SEASON. If you wanted to do the Courtney list plotthread, just introduce it earlier on in the season and kick Duncan then! Or better yet, make one of the early rejoins be Courtney instead and have Duncan get eliminated pre-merge and Izzy come back post-merge! Im less against finalist Beth, but her character's plotlines aren't compelling to me at all this season :/

Lindsay on the other hand has a full character arc this season of coming into her own and trying her hand at leadership, has a rivalry with Courtney, and she still keeps her character throughout! And honestly i just think Harold's an entertaining character and him making it further than Duncan for at least one season would've been great!

TDWT: As the season is written? I wouldn't change the finalists at all. Heather and Alejandro are the most important characters of the season outside of the Love Triangle and Cody + Sierra and if you want my opinion, none of them should've been finalists. Now, if you do rewrite the season, i'd say Courtney (or even Eva if you make her rejoin mid season) deserved at least to reach the final three. Don't have much to say here.

ROTI: JO. OMG JO. JO SHOULD'VE BEEN A FINALIST. Again, i've made a post about this earlier (which i CANNOT FIND. WHY) But Jo should've been a finalist! They didn't need to give Lightning a vilain arc in the last two episodes just because! Im not super against Cameron being a finalist, but i don't like Lightning being one. Granted you could argue for different characters making for good finalists if you're going to rewrite the entire season (Anne Maria maybe? Or Zoey)

TDAS: Oh boy, TDAS. Sweet, sweet TDAS. Listen. Listen. In an alternate universe where Total Drama is a good show, Mike and Zoey could be good finalists. Unfortunately for them there is a large, looming Courtney-shaped shadow over that idea, made even worse by how both Zoey and Mike were used throughout the season.

Yeah if you couldn't tell by now, Courtney 101% SHOULD have been a finalist! TDAS should've been her season! It's the only season where she makes it past Duncan! She's a strong competitor, a compeling character, she's been put through shit the entire series, hell she could have interesting interactions with all the cast members! But no, Sundae Muddy Sunday happened instead.

As for possible finalists? Lindsay. And Jo. Yeah look if they're not gonna be finalists in earlier seasons you may as well make them finalists here. You could still make an argument for Zoey if the season were rewritten, but otherwise yeah this is probably the worst season for canon finalists :(

TDPI: Honestly with the direction they took, im... fine, with Sky and Shawn being the finalists. They're relevant characters, they have the more important arcs and outside of Scarlett and Jasmine, some of the most competent characters, enough to get here.

I'll take this as an opportunity to say i haven't landed yet on finalists for my PI rewrite? I know for a fact i want Sammy to be one, but im unsure about the other. All i know is that i don't think it'll be Shawn or Sky.

TD2023 S1: Nothing wrong with Bowie and Priya as finalists i'll be real! Priya might be a bit predictable, but it opened up alot of avenues for different things to be explored within her character (that the show never took rip), and she honestly deserved to get far for this cast's first season. As for Bowie, he's pretty relevant all throughout the season and seeing a more antagonistic character make it to final two is really nice to see! No complaints!

TD2023 S2: ALL OF THE COMPLAINTS! ALL OF THEM! The final 3 kind of sucks this season because every option has at least one gapping flaw in it due to the writing over the season: Wayne is barely a character for half the season and only gets interesting moments before the finale, Caleb has the most dragged out and annoying romance subplot in all of TD (not just because it was boring and artificial but because it dragged down and arguably ruined one of the most interestin characters of it's cast) and Julia's just magically gotten amazing at everything, INCLUDING playing the game because these teenagers just keep! beliving her! and telling her things! for some reason! Urghhh

If i had to rewrite the season entirely i'd have an MK vs Raj final 2. You'd get the antag/vilain rep for a finalist position, and hopefully a more interesting character than Wayne (fuck you Raj's more interesting of the two by default.) Maybe Scary Girl could be a 3rd curveball option. Nichelle or Axel if they were given actual arcs. And characters. Whatever.

Sorry for ending this post on such a sour note! i just really don't like reboot season 2 everytime i think about anything outside of the Finale or Mkulia!

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