#he's so babygirl except hes a grown man

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Goodness me... Stanford Pines, the man you are.

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He's so babygirl...

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i kinda don’t get people who characterize maccready as like… secretly generous, or having a heart of gold or anything. like don’t get me wrong i don’t think he’s downright malicious or anything, but the dude is absolutely a selfish jerk once you get past the charming facade. that’s the part that’s compelling!

like, he’s nice enough and open enough with the player once you get high enough affinity with him, but his reactions to player actions still point to him being a jerk overall. the sosu just happens to be in His Circle of people he can be vulnerable with. that includes you, his son, and maybe daisy. everyone else can kick rocks, the same way it was in little lamplight

he HAD to grow up with that kind of “us vs the world, every man for himself” mentality in the capitol wasteland. doing so otherwise gets you killed or taken advantage of, which is just protracted death anyways. having grown up in a place where slavers run rampant, people are all pushing each other further down just to boost themselves up and live one more day, and it’s literally impossible to make renewable food sources because the ground is so poisoned i genuinely don’t blame him for ending up a little tight fisted. the fact that he was the mayor of little lamplight just meant that he ended up being able to accept a few people as His To Protect instead of being a total lone wolf.

the way he reacts to the players open generosity isn’t just for show, he Actually Dislikes when you give stuff away without expecting anything in return. you might need that thing and now its just gone!! that person might see you as a sucker! you give an inch and they’ll take a mile! and it makes sense for his character to be like that considering everything. i don’t get why people want to change that into him just being kind of tsundere.

i understand that having your babygirl blorbo comfort character be a canonical asshole in ways that aren’t just kinda charming can be offputting, but like…. the way he treats the sosu is a very notable exception to the rest of his life & it’s a much more interesting dynamic imo. especially if you’re playing a goody two shoes martyr. but that’s just me

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Jayce and Viktor were characters completely forgotten by riot and i was more than fine with that, people didn't really play with them, and when you did they didn't know how to play against them, but their gameplay was so fun especially jayce's, and so were their stories, easily one of my favorite backstorys in the game both of them, who's telling the truth? None of them, both, they cherry picked what they individually thought made them look better, did that really happened the way they described it? No! It's all blown up out of proportion and you're stupid in fully believing in one of either versions.

And then they decided to make a cartoon with the most famous character in the game and they put them there and it felt like i got my kids ripped out of my arms and crucified in front of me, i've never seen a character so mischaracterized by a fandom like jayce was, imagine having your little small guy exposed to thousands of people and they are all throwing tomatos at him, i shouldn't really take offense because them both were not really like their league version but hey it's just the beginning maybe they'll change and yeah they wont. They're getting revamped and changing the story they are completely killing the characters i was once so fond of.

There were so many people hating on jayce for being a normal guy and trying, because he was more privileged than viktor, he wasn't even that privileged he still couldn't pay for his college he got a scholarship because he is a genius and he was so dedicated to doing the best he could but i mean everything feels privileged when you compare it to zaun whose people were breastfed toxic waste from giant spiders as babys or something.

He didn't really have to try to make the lives of the people from there better but he did because he careeeed because hes a good guy and was the only one trying to get something done the first time ever and they hated him for it and they accused him of the craziest things like for leaving a grown ass man alone on his own, for having a hot girlfriend for being manipulated because (he was an adult and should know better as if there's an age limit for getting manipulated) , newgens cracking jokes that he is stupid and has to ask viktor about science stuff when he is a literal scientist like 😭😭

People projected so much onto viktor they saw every thing jayce did and didn't do for him as if it was with them which was insaaaaaaane.

All of that for such a mid show, cringe dialogue, cringe soundtrack, boring characters (and yeah that includes both of them) (except for vi ig but thats because her lesbian swag is too strong) a story that didn't seem to go ANYWHERE, weird ass pacing and a laughable attempt at political commentary (coming from no other than league of legends the game known for it's racist players, s.a lawsuits and monetary exploitation) ...they really killed my babygirl for THAT? unbelievable, but thats on me for playing league of legends in the first place and getting attatched to the characters, i should've known better, boooooooooooooooooooooo.

They should've made it about demacia/noxus and the magical racism instead.

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get ready for avs essays, babeyyyyyyy!!! 

so i’m actually completely fine with it if you don’t find nate compelling but since you bring him up, i will start with him. 

the thing about fortnite gamergirl nathan mackinnon is that he is like. very talented and reasonably conventionally attractive and also soooooooo cringefail. he’s the league mvp and a stanley cup champion and he has a gorgeous fiancée and he’s rich and he’s smashing through joe sakic’s franchise records left and right.... and he’s succchhhhhh a loser (affectionate). he’s uncomfortable all the time. he doesn’t know how to act. he’s pretty private but also he’ll just Say Things that are way too personal with the exact same tone he’d use to. i dunno. tell you what brand of sneakers he wears. he’ll also reveal things about the most private man in sports, squidney crocsby, that are way too personal—and sid apparently is fine with this because he continues to be boybestfriends and next door neighbors with the guy.

everyone thinks he is soooooo serious alllll the time (in spite of the fact that he is goofy and silly when he’s out with the boys) but it’s just a combination of a) his face just looks like that b) he’s just intense in general. he’s equally unchill about how much he fucking loves the boys and how much he loves his tiny dog. and c) mostly we see him when he is at his fucking job? and when he’s at work it’s All Business. don’t make him do dumb social media shit or ask him stupid questions about whether or not he thinks preseason is too long, he’s! busy! come back when it’s puppy day. 

he’s so focused on being working harder and being better and improving everything about his game and yet!!! he cannot win a faceoff 💖 he trains with squidney all summer! every year!! you would think he could learn something from the guy. but no, he doesn’t even seem to try to win faceoffs sometimes. he’s also. not ? defensively responsible? i do not exactly expect him to play like kopitar, here. i don’t even think he should waste all his energy backchecking; like, that’s not the thing we need him for. but idk from a guy who is sooooo fucking smart about hockey, a little more situational awareness would be nice. just a thought! like, if he wanted to be better at things, maybe he could get better at the things he’s terrible at? (but whatever, this gives me more of an excuse to push my ondřej pavel -> big boys’ club agenda). like. nate is an elite 1C—except that he doesn’t forecheck and doesn’t defend and one of his wingers (jonathan drouin) is actually the playmaker and the other winger (mikko rantanen) has to take all his faceoffs for him 🥰 

his one and only love language is trying to convince the boys to come play with him (jo, jack eichel, mitch marner, jo again). he doesn’t like late games, because he doesn’t nap. and he doesn’t nap because he can’t sleep during the day. and he can’t sleep during the day because he drinks too much water, so he has to piss too much. babygirl, why would you volunteer this information 💕 he tells people to call him “the dogg” and then they do. he says awkward sentences that rewire my brain. he should be cool, but he isn’t!!!!! he extremely fucking isn’t.

this is my natemac thesis, you can take it or leave it (said with love!!!!! there are other players i am significantly more invested in getting people on board with). i think many other people can speak more eloquently than i can about everything impressive he does on the ice. but he’s one of my special little guys bc of everything else

i have no idea what to do with all this <3 I'm here because he just bonked my ducks into oblivion - im hoping this cures his dogboy depression (it was becoming so wretched that it had started leaking into my curated feeds) - and it made me think of this ask which i've been marinating. hello!!

fortnite legend natemack is the exact age to have grown up in the heyday of COD xbox lobbies, do u ever think about that . i think about that now. do u think natedogg is his gamertag. rpf people are you writing gamergirl natemack AUs yet? has that happened yet? (sorry i don't. i don't have any clue what tropes are popular. im just throwing stuff at the wall <3)

nate is an elite 1C—except that he doesn’t forecheck and doesn’t defend and one of his wingers (jonathan drouin) is actually the playmaker and the other winger (mikko rantanen) has to take all his faceoffs for him 🥰

^craziest description of a 1C i've ever heard AND the most compelling he has ever been.

also thank u for not makin some kind of eating disorder joke amongst all this. it IS that serious (to ME) and people do this so much and i think they're not as funny as they think they are <3 (<- WHO SAID THAT!!!)

MYE two cents looking thru a writer/narrative lens: just, like, skimming whatever the hell comes up about him, he strikes me as someone who is very sincere. i get that everyone calls it "intensity" but i think sincerity has its own power. idk. i think he's very brave for wanting what he wants so transparently and wholly. <3 fortnite legend nathan mackinnon you are in my crosshairs......

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Appalachian Sihtric - NSFW Blurb

Based on this tiktok!

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Summary: What's the point of going away except to come back to play?

CW: dirty talk, masturbation, language, p in v sex, property damage, temporary long distance, blue collar man

Pairings: Appalachian!Sihtric Kjartansson x you

Sihtric, about a year into your marriage, decided he was going to work a summer on an oil field while his shop was being renovated. And as such, he was away from you for most of that time. He had to travel states away from. That was okay, really, because you knew he needed this. He needed to prove to himself that he could do whatever it took to support his wife.

You weren't surprised, necessarily, when he started sending you videos of him on the job. But it did surprise you how much you loved them. You loved them enough to not even mind when he later started making tiktoks for his work. The women commenting and thirsting over him didn't even make you flinch.

You never had anything to worry about. The man was as loyal as a dog and called you whining whenever he couldn't make himself cum, begging for you to talk him through it.

Though, if you were honest, you were just as bad. Watching him work on anything had always made you melt. And the forced distance between you did nothing to make you feel any less need for him. It only drove you crazier, until eventually you would put his shirt on and fuck your fingers while on the phone with him.

Much as you were tonight.

"Such a good girl, touching yourself for me," he said over the phone. "Fuck, baby, can practically feel you. Bet you're so fucking tight right now."

"Mph," you moaned out, your fingers buried deep in you.

You were eagerly pumping your own fingers in and out of yourself, brushing constantly over the rough spot in your cunt, bringing you to the edge already. Your fingers were nothing compared to Sihtric, though. Any part of him could give you infinitely more pleasure. Whether you were impaled on his cock or riding his thigh, you never knew a moment of anything but the purest pleasure because of him.

"Need my huge cock, don't you babygirl? Fill you up to the brim and fuck you over and over again until you can't take anymore," he said breathily into the phone.

For a moment, nothing reached your ears but the sound of his voice. Then there was a creak in the floorboard at the foot of your bed. Your eyes, which had previously been shut to drown out anything but him, flew open.

Sihtric stood there, phone in one hand and your favorite flowers in the other. He was staring at you like you were a work of art. Your husband home at last.

He was a bit more tanned than when he had left, his muscles having grown too. All of this you and watched through his videos and video calls. To have him in front of you was something else entirely.

Neither of you spoke as he hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed somewhere. You watched eagerly as he gingerly sat the flowers down on the dresser and ripped his shirt off his body. Actually ripped it. Grabbed it at the neckline and pulled it until the fabric tore and fell to the floor.

You removed your fingers from yourself just before he got on the bed. Sihtric hovered over you and began kissing your neck, his hands trailing over your thighs.

"So sorry I haven't been able to take care of my girl properly," he muttered, nipping at your skin. You shivered as he did so, pussy clenching at his word.

"Fuck me," you managed to say out as you desperately began trying to grab at his belt and undo it.

He chuckled and playfully swatted your hands away before undoing his belt and his pants with just one hand. The whine escaped you before you could stop it.

He didn't make you wait. Once his pants were off and forgotten about, he lined himself up with your entrance. You let out a deep breath you didn't even realize you were holding when he began to push into you. His cock was long and thick, stretching you to the brink. There was a burning feeling that hovered between pleasure and pain since it had been so long, but you couldn't pretend as though you didn't love it.

"Fuck, baby, what a good little wife I have," he whispered to you as he looked down to watch his cock sink into you. "Almost can't stop myself, darlin'."

"Then don't," you whispered, leaning up just enough to nip at his throat.

His hand found yours, interlocking your fingers, before he pushed himself completely into you with a growl. With his free hand, he groped at one of your breasts over his shirt you still wore.

"Should fuck you wearing my clothes more," he said quietly.

He pulled out before immediately thrusting back into you. Sihtric did this repeatedly, sure to join your hips to his. His movements were so hard and deep the entire bed moved, bedframe hitting the wall. You had already been so close.

The sounds of the bed moving, his growls of ecstasy, his heavy balls slapping against your ass all worked together with the way his cock rubbed against that spongy little spot. Already, you were moaning his name and warning of your cumming orgasm. The pressure behind your navel as the invisible band of pleasure built more tension. Your free hand buried itself in his hair.

"Fuck yes, pretty girl. Keep fucking squeezing around me, fuck," he muttered, breathing ragged already. "Need you so bad, need to fucking cum in you."

Your leg wrapped around his waist as his thrusts picked up in speed, allowing somehow for deeper entry into you. Your orgasm took you almost by surprise, the band snapping and a heat flooding over your body.

He cried out your name, stilling his hips and pushing himself balls deep into you. You could both feel the way his cock throbbed while rope after rope of thick cum painted your walls. He was panting, groaning, repeating your name as though you were a goddess that he was praying to.

You were shaking when he pulled himself from you. He laid beside you and held you close, both of you breathing heavy still. Instinctually, you turned to him, burying your face in his neck.

"On the downside, I think the wall now has bedpost shaped dents," he muttered, looking at the wall quickly.

"But you're home. That's all that matters," you whispered.

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Masterlist of Gifts, Inspired Works, etc. made by others (NOTE: List is subject to updates)

This means stuff like:

Any works that have been gifted to me– including commissions, requests, or suggestions that I place, as well as works that were part of a Secret Pal Exchange Event.

Collaborations.

Additions to/Edits of any of my own works.

Any works that are inspired by discussions.

Any works that are inspired by any of my edits, stories, headcanons, art, etc.

Any works that feature any of my MCs.

I will not and never will accept any works that include the use of Generative AI, and they will not be included on this list. Please let me know if a work is AI-generated or possibly AI-generated and I don't notice.

OG HSS: Aiden Zhou mini moodboard, made by @lovealexhunt

A simple and sweet moodboard! The Promposal CG is easily one of my favorite Aiden moments in the game, as is the scene where they're on Hearst's rooftop together and Aiden tells MC that they're his muse.

OG HSS: "Moving", written by @tveitertotwrites (for December 2023 Secret Pal event)

A sweet short story about an older Aiden and Evie moving out of their long-time family home, after their kids (OCs still pending) have grown up and moved out. I love imagining Aiden and Evie in their more elder years; in my headcanons, they're certainly a "high school sweethearts" couple that stays together pretty much the rest of their lives and happily grows old together. Seeing the two of them being so affectionate with each other as an older couple is just precious.

And it also fits so well with my headcanon of Evie being a very sentimental and nostalgic person! She values memories a lot and has a tendency for visual/physical associations with memories, so her holding back to look around the empty house and go through the years of memories is spot on.

OG HSS: Angy Aiden, drawn by @hydn-jpg

Angy Aiden is precious, like who hurt you babygirl I will eat their souls for you

OG HSS: Aiden x Evie cuddling with Aiden in Evie's lap, drawn by @hydn-jpg and commissioned by @lilyoffandoms

I'm a total whore for seeing guys sitting on their ladies' laps, and Aiden and Evie were captured perfectly here! Aiden grinning and blushing with his arms wrapped around Evie's neck/shoulders is just super adorable, like you know that man is *proud* to be her boyfriend. And likewise, Evie is proud to be his girlfriend, and holding him him close to her by his waist which is such an Evie thing for her to do haha.

OG HSS: Aiden x Evie sharing a dance ft. Aiden in a dress, drawn by @lilyoffandoms

This is based on an edit I did of Aiden in the premium prom dress option for f!MC. Evie is of course wearing the premium suit option from the game, and seeing them share a dance in those outfits– especially with Evie dipping Aiden– is a dream come true.

The mood is just perfect with the two of them grinning and looking into each other's eyes lovingly! And the background that's mostly dark except for the lighting behind them really captures the feeling of "the world around you seems to fade away as you focus only on your partner" that is so very *them*.

ILITW: Jo x Lucas after a party ft. Jo bridal carrying a drunk Lucas, drawn by @oh-so-youre-a-nerd (for February 2024 Secret Pal event)

This one is based on a Q&A headcanon I had about Lucas being the bigger lightweight at parties and how he likes to be bridal carried home by Jo. The artstyle is so perfect for the ILA characters, and I love seeing Lucas drunk with his hair and glasses and sweater all messy! Jo gently teasing him is definitely something she'd do.

Both of their outfits are spot on for them. I especially love the open flannel shirt and the carabiner, they're definitely things Jo would wear. Lucas having a lil earring isn't something I'd thought about before but I am very here for it. And of course, their rings!

OG HSS: Aiden Zhou Portrait, drawn by @lilyoffandoms

That bright smile! My boi is happy, just as he deserves UuU

OG HSS: Evie x Aiden Drabble, written by @inlocusmads

I am in love with the Evie x Aiden banter here. They're captured so perfectly, especially Aiden! I love seeing the description of Evie's "tell" to Aiden and all the little details in his behavior. And you know I'm obsessed with Evie calling Aiden "Pretty Boy"! Evie loves her beautiful nerd bf.

I also love the mention of Aiden getting into video games with Nishan and Sakura. I don't know if I ever shared it, but one of my oldest HSS headcanons is actually that Evie and Aiden like to do gaming double-dates with Nishan and Sakura fairly often (and that Aiden is initially kind of crap at most computer games haha). So this part is very on-point.

OG HSS: Evie Picrew, made by @inlocusmads

To celebrate Evie being MC of the Month for March! The hairstyle and clothes suit her so perfectly! Rainbows and blazer jackets ftw.

OG HSS: Gyaru!Aiden, edited by @pulpitude

An edit of one of my own edits! I am very here for this alternate take on Aiden. The color scheme, the new hair, the nails, all of it. And it all looks so polished!

The flower in the hair is probably my favorite, simply because Aiden is precious and deserves to wear flowers uwu

OG HSS: An actual HSS Book 3 scene where Evie lifts up Aiden, drawn by @callmebeem and commissioned by @jerzwriter (a March 2024 giveaway gift)

A drawn version of a scene from the story, and frankly it delivered! Evie getting to lift Aiden!!! They both look so beautiful!!! The way they look at each other!!!! The way she holds him!!!!! The way he holds onto her!!!! It's so *them*. Everything about them is just perfect.

And the mood lighting with the city in the background makes it all the better. I always had a thing for cityscape views, especially when it's lit up at night– and I like to think that that sort of aesthetic goes well with Evie and Aiden. And it looks amazing in this piece for sure.

OG HSS: Aiden x Evie mini moodboard, made by @lovealexhunt

Another sweet moodboard! Like the first one, it captures Aiden and Evie so well. I don't remember which part of the story the quote came from (even after 7 playthroughs and counting of Aiden's route) but regardless, it will never not make my heart flutter.

OG HSS: Trans Girl Aiden (Giselle) meets Genderfucking Cis Guy Aiden, made by @pulpitude

What started out as a discussion about favorite foods has led to this blessed meeting. And this picrew shows it perfectly. They both just look so adorable! Everything chosen for them is just perfect. I'm especially obsessed with Aiden's skirt and the purple flowers in his hair. I just love black-and-purple color schemes for Aiden. It suits him so well to me and I don't know why.

ILB: Harper Addison giving Tom a Kissie, drawn by @lilyoffandoms (for April 2024 Secret Pal event)

Everything about this is so precious! Harper and Tom look so good in this artstyle, especially Tom's smile. He's an absolute ball of sunshine and it shows. He deserves all the love. And Addison is happy to give him all the love and kissies.

And I love that you included the detail of why Harper would wear the pink-and-grey casual outfit option! While I'd say red and black is her preferred color scheme and favorite colors, she definitely loves to wear pink-and-grey every now and then too. I just love that for them and I love that you included it.

OG HSS: Solrin's 2 Truths and a Lie, written by @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor

This was inspired by some of the character conversations I've made on here! This was such an enjoyable read and I loved getting to know Solrin for the first time!

OG HSS: Evie and Solrin working on English homework, drawn and written by @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor

Our MCs get to meet! And Evie just looks amazing here! Both of them do of course, but I just especially love how good you drew my MC. The hair texturing is gorgeous! And Sol's abs! They 100% would be buff besties.

And the dialogue bit is great too! Evie with the writer's block is so real. I imagine she also would often tune out of the books she has to read for English, but when Sol's asking for help she's just like "well what am I supposed to do, IDK how to stay invested in a book I don't care for" haha

OpH: "It's Bugging Me", written by @jerzwriter

This was such a cute and funny text fic! I just love their dynamic, and Tobias is such a tease! Such a good blend of sugar and spice, how quickly they can go from sweet talk to banter and then back to sweet talk. Also Casey going "Yey" is just the best thing ever, like same.

OG HSS: Alan in some f!MC outfits + Makeup, edited by @where-the-wind-travels

All of these came out so amazingly, and all of these are on-point for Alan's style!!! They look so much better on him frfr... and I love that we've both edited him into the cheerleader and floral top outfits.

Extra props to you for doing the lacy top outfit because I was very unsure about editing it onto him myself lol. The sleeves looked so difficult and it always intimidated me. But I definitely like your take on it because it still looks stylish with only one sleeve (and also as more midriff bearing hehe).

HSS: Julian Castillo yearbook photo, made by @rosesnink

CUNT JULIAN! CUNT JULIAN!! CUNT JULIAN!!! And I love highlighting that he's grown so much from how he was in Prime.

OG HSS: Solrin's story in HSS, written by @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor

I love love love reading about Solrin's experience of Berry High. She's such an interesting character! I also just adore seeing people's different takes on their own MCs. There's just something special about people building their own versions of Choices MCs.

I 100% wanna do something similar for Evie. But I'm very undecided if I should keep it concise like this or go super in-depth...

Nightbound: Funko Pop Love, written by @ladylamrian

This fic was so cute and sweet!!! Alex is precious, and I am in love with her and Nik's protectiveness of each other. Her playing with the Funkos is everything to me too. She's the epitome of "sunshine and protector" and I love it.

OG HSS: Aiden and Giselle (transfem!Aiden) Sleepover, edited by @where-the-wind-travels

They are sooooo CUTE together!!!!!! I am just so here for this crossover, they would be such a power duo. 100% giving me twins vibes. Also, Aiden stealing Gi's makeup? So fucking real

HSS: Julian x Quartz, edited by @somerandomjewelleryonthefloor

Quartz is so pretty!!! I especially love her makeup and lipstick. And I'm weirdly in love with the ring you gave to Julian, it suits him so well.

LOA: Fiona and Gigi at the beach, edited by @choicesmc

They look so good together! Fiona especially slays but both of them together are so good. And I love how their swimwear matches too!!!

ROD: Adelaide and Maya, edited by @where-the-wind-travels

Their outfits are amazing!! They look so good together!!! Their outfits look so good together!!!! An amazing duo.

Also how did I miss "addi and maya aka the girls that pumped and dumped colt kaneko" in the tags the first time because it is PERFECTTTTTT

OG HSS: Aiden Portraits, drawn by @rjschoicesstuff

Aiden looks so amazing in your artstyle! It suits him so well! My beautiful baby boy

I am also so feral over him in glasses. I've tried editing him in glasses before but for some reason it looked off? But after seeing this I have been awakened to the truth. Aiden looks so freaking good in glasses.

[jorgecrespo]

911 thoughts below, i never hide posts so you know i yap a lot and also i love you guys so nobody is forced to read my thoughts, whatever it's fine :(

ok first of all this will be scattered because i didn't write any notes this is just free form, i am not god's strongest soldier. i only cried a few times which is very impressive considering i cry at everything so i'm back to being god's strongest soldier. so much happened in this show it's shocking. things just keep going on. la is literally the most dangerous place on earth they need to move IMMEDIATELY. why is angela bassett in this. what did her agent tell her to convince her to do this. this isn't a complaint btw this is the greatest project she's ever done. thank you angela's agent we all say in unison. it's so campy, died in 2023 born in 2018 welcome back riverdale. no i won't elaborate. ok ummm characters. it was an uphill battle to not have maddie as my favorite character because jennifer is my girl we're like this 🤞 and maddie is the name of my childhood bff. and baby we never reached the top of that hill MADDIE SUPREMACY 🫶🫶🫶. that's my bestie, that's my boo bear, that's mother right there. love you girlfriend forever and ever amen. eddie diaz my beautiful princess with a disorder. need to study this dude immediately. first of all .... ****** and that's all i have to say about that. has he done things wrong? yes all the time including right now. do i care? well he's my beautiful princess with a disorder i don't know what to tell you. his kid should definitely be mad at him tho baby what were you thinking with that one? nothing ☺️🫶 love you chris come home soon pls. chim THE PEOPLE'S PRINCESS. never done a thing wrong except almost die literally all the time but that's ok we love him anyways. nobody's perfect but he's close love you bestie 💜💜💜. buck is a princess who should just sit there and look pretty and not do anything that will put him in the hospital. don't worry about anything babygirl we'll figure it out for you. we're also gonna get you away from "tommy" (unbelievable that's his actual name, a grown ass man) i do not like him at all. oooooo you've been bi for like 20 minutes but you gotta come out immediately or i'm gonna throw a fit I HAVE A GUN AND IT'S LOADED. i'm sorry but i'm throwing him into oncoming traffic as soon as possible live laugh love. and he's not having a funeral. love you buck, you shall be free soon 🫶. bobby and athena best couple of all time I KNOW THAT'S RIGHT. that's ohana right there. they mean a lot to me ok. hen literally mother.com she's my girl except when she cheated on my lesbian queen karen but i'm pretending she didn't do that because i don't think she would!!! i know her better than the writers. remember a long time ago when i said you should get a free pass to forget exactly one bad thing your favorite character did to preserve your sanity? well here we are. i didn't see shit. hen and chim friendship supremacy btw. a great show, nothing makes sense and i'd like to keep it that way. they just landed a plane with the power of friendship, love, and autism. hopes for this season are that things continue to be insane, hen and karen get their kid back, and eddie too i guess. love his little crisis mustache going on i'm sorry but this is your fault you weird little man. and tommy dies of course. in god we trust. there i probably missed 80% of what i wanted to say and also emotionally i can't think about certain scenes i'll need several month to heal 😐 whatever it's chill. thanks for reading if you did, i'm probably just talking to myself right now heyyy kallie how's it going??? pretty good thank you bestie!!!!

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*rolls into your asks.* Hello again kababayan >w< You seem like a great person to yap to when it comes to Alex Kingston, I watched her new movie The Killer's Game and I love her character and her Husband(I think their names are Sharon and Zvi). Personally, they kind of give off 12 and River, they're the "OA x Nonchalant" type of couple. Now *cough.cough* would you like to add to my headcanon(it's probably canon) that 12 got his fluffy hair because River taught him a hair care routine, washed his hair herself, and took him shopping for hair care products. (Also love this dialogue between Sharon and Zvi: Zvi: You'll kill the poor man, you'll snap his neck... Sharon: I know what I'm doing. You met me at a massage parlour! Zvi: I didn't go there for a massage.... Sharon: Well Haha! That was your mistake. *proceeds to almost snap their poor son figure's neck.*)

Eyy kababayan. Wala ka bang class? Hahahaha

Oh I love yapping about the Kingston!! Though I haven't gotten around to watch the entirety of The Killer's Game yet lol I just sped through it looking for her scenes 😆

Yeah, I agree. From the little I'd seen, very very 12River coded. Except 12 is bald 😂

Oh yes! That headcanon is *very* close to my heart. I just know 11 would've been so interested in her hair. Well canonically he is lol but the older versions of him that got a bit more domestic became interested in how River maintained her hair. He's amazed at how much work goes into maintaining the curls he loves so much.

Then we get to 12 and his cropped hair at the start. By the time he meets up with River again, it's grown a bit. By the time we see him post-Darillium, it looks *reaaally* soft and fluffy. So yes, River def taught them hair care routine. Even 11 too. That smooth hair of his definitely still needed maintenance lol

I LOVE LOVE LOVE how she looked so smug in this 😂 three apple tall babygirl for real

Note: these caps were taken when the vid was still in CAM mode. Might have a better quality version by now.

[lettingtimepass]

In honor of 6 years of Infinity War and 5 years of Endgame, it's time....

It's FINALLY time for my back-to-back rewatch. I did some digging and I haven't watched Infinity War since May 2021, and I haven't watched Endgame since DECEMBER 2019. WHAT THE HELL???

So, yeah watch this space!!

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Infinity War Rewatch

Gawd, I don't know if the beginning it going to hurt more or less knowing what happens to Loki....

They did Heimdall so dirty idc

MY BABYGIRL 😭😭😭 (OG Loki)

Loki saying "We have a hulk" means so much to meeee 😭

"IF I MIGHT INTERJECT" BITCH YOU MIGHT HAVE LIVED!!!

The fact that Thor's last words to Loki were "You really are the worst, Brother" probably haunted Thor for so long, and that HURTS.

I will say one of the best things to come out of the Loki series is that all the theories we had about Loki faking his death and actually being alive were actually validated! Yes, Sacred Timeline Loki died, but there was a version that tricked Thanos and lived.

Tony said "no more surprises" to Pepper and then he was in space for weeks/months (can't remember exactly) and came back nearly dead - You get why he fucked off for 5 years.

THE STANNER HUG, PEOPLE DIED.

Tony and Cap "we're not on speaking terms" but he apparently carried the flip phone everywhere for two years? 🥲

STAN LEE 😭😭 We miss you sir.

I wonder if Chris Pratt's downfall actually started with Peter Quill screwing up everything in this movie 😭🤣

I will say, I really enjoy that at least the beginning of IW has a lot of comic relief. I feel like Endgame was more serious overall.

Man I can't remember, how did any of the Asgardians survive Thanos' attack?

BEARDED CAP - THE SEXIEST A MAN HAS EVER LOOKED!!

NATASHA ROMANOFF I LOVE YOU!

"There's an Ant-Man and a Spider-Man?" I love you Bruce.

The couple parallels? Stange+Stark and Thor+Quill with battling egos, Quill+Gamora and Wanda+Vision both trying to self-sacrifice with the other not wanting to give them up.

Chris H truly gave such a great performance as heartbroken Thor 🥺

"Does it have a name?" "Stormbreaker." "It's a bit much."

"Kick names, take ass."

The gasp when Red Skull came back!!

Cap says we're going "home" but Sam implies that they haven't been to Wakanda. For Cap, "home" meant Bucky 🥺

"SEMI-STABLE 100 YEAR OLD MAN" Buckkyyy

There's definitely something sweet about Bruce being in the Hulk Buster!

"It'll kill you." "Only if I die!" "Yes, that's what... killing you means...." NEVER NOT FUNNY

I mean, Strombreaker being made out of fucking Groot is pretty badass.

THOR'S ENTRANCE!!! BITCH HE LIVED!!!!

"She's not alone." I don't care if it's cringe, I love a girl power moment!! It shows how far we've come!! There no longer just has to be one girl superhero!!

Thor my golden boy, you were so close 😭😭😭

HERE IT COMES...... I'll never forget the gasps in the theater when everyone started dusting....

And now after watching GOTG3 it's so much worse that Groot goes in front of Rocket 😭

Tony and Nebula being the last survivors was inspired.

Me: What was the post credit scene again? Ohhhh yeahhhh, the Captain Marvel teaser! Of course.

And thats Infinity War! I'll be back tomorrow for Endgame! 🖤🖤

Endgame Rewatch

CLINT I MISSED YOU!!!

Lila could have been the next Hawkeye if she hadn't been dusted 🥲

Tony and Nebula 😭😭😭

Tony working with Nebula to save them mirroring Tony building Iron Man in the cave to save himself 😭

Steve Rodgers: From "language" to "son of a bitch" MY BOY HAS GROWN

GAY JOE RUSSO!!

Don't get me started on bringing back Peggy DON'T GET ME STARTED 😤

And DON'T get me started on the symbolism of Nat's hair!! In each movie, she has perfectly intentional hair. Except now that they've lost their mission, he lets her hair grow out. She can't let go of the blonde. The blonde that reminds her what they're fighting for. Of her failure, but also for the last time she saw everyone. The last time things were normal.

The rat being the savior of the universe!

Dad Tony 😭 I'm kinda surprised Morgan hasn't made another appearance yet. Maybe when she's a bit older...

Time Heist!!!

Remember when I was afraid that them traveling in time would mess up the timeline and make it so Morgan wasn't born? God that would've been rough.

I love that now the kids love Hulk though 🥹 "Dab!" He deserves this!!

Man, Pepper and Tony really love each other so much 🥺 Peper knew Tony might not make it back. But she also knew Tony wouldn't be able to live with himself if he didn't try.

Oh no, how did I forget about Bruce and Rocket going to get Thor? 😭

The Russos were so sick for making Thor's trauma a joke. However I kinda understand why they did it because otherwise it would have been WAY too dark.

The amount of regret Clint must have felt after Nat died and he realized he could have spent the last five years with her and chose not to.

Scott being the only one invested in Thor's story 😭

The elevator scene!!! "Hail Hydra" everyone was GAGGED!!!

There goes my baby girl to meet the love of his life 🥹 (Loki stealing the cube)

Thor's smile when he gets Mjnolnir 🥹 "I'm still worthy." Yes you are ❤️

"Make love, not war!" ✌️

Ugh, the double Nebula thing is really annoying. I guess they had to do it to get Thanos in the mix but ehhh.

THE OG BIG THREE!!! And Thor's transformation with Mjnolnir and Stormbreaker! So badass!

When Strange signals ☝️ to Tony, is he saying Carol was their one chance to win, or was he just telling Tony, this is it?

The fact that Peter basically became an Avenger and then lost Tony in one day 😭

The fact that Chadwick was sick when they were filming these movies kills me 😥

Happy taking care of Morgan 😭😭

I still love that they brought Harley back 🥹

Bucky knew Steve wasn't gonna come back. He knew he was gonna choose Peggy over him 💔

"No, I don't think I will" - I wonder if they knew this line would become a meme hahaha

So, did past Steve and Peggy have kids? This feels like it could be a potential plot point.

MY FAVORITE END CREDITS!! I still tear up every time 🥺 The Original 6 just mean so much to me 😭

Also I noticed for Tom Hiddleston's clip they chose Prince Loki in his golden horns, not villain Loki. That's a nice touch. 💚

And there ends an era. Are there things that annoyed me? Yes, but overall I still feel like it was a solid ending for Tony and Cap (and Natasha but we got the Black Widow movie after).

[brainrotcharacters]

*cracks knuckles* fox actually slid into my dms all lubed up with this analysis practically begging for my thoughts. bro why are you so obsessed with me (right back at you boo ❤️)

now how do I fuckin do this without spoiling my novelization for Deadpool and Wolverine... Let me pretend to be a psychology and creative writing college student presenting my thesis to the panel. this will make me suspicious if I have a roleplaying kink or not.

Wade Wilson, bless that regenerating son of a bitch, is two things: self-loathing, and wants to matter. His Guide To Wanting To Be A Hero But Never Being Able To Achieve It is proofread by both Melpomene and Thalia, Greek Muses of Tragedy and Comedy respectively. His highway into "I want to matter" is becoming a hero, in light of what he is (a mutant) being so interwoven and integrated into who he is. If there was an alternate way that didn't involve becoming a hero in order to matter, he'd take it. Or at the very least, a part of him will consider it.

As things stand, his experiences and his abilities place him in a position where he could be a hero; I've read that Vanessa sees his potential and how he has no direction, which became a big part of them breaking up. But there's a disconnect between Wade's idea of heroism (a Captain America here, a Wolverine there...) and his current capabilities of heroism (hunting down Wolverine variants to save your universe). It's the same way that there's a disconnect between that one scene I visualized for my novel before I realized I need to write six goddamn books first.

Inside Wade's fucked up psyche, there is a fear of dealing pain to his loved ones because of who he is. Heroes don't do that, do they? Heroes keep the people they love safe, happy. Alive. But not at the cost of the rest of the world. There's something so monstrously instinctual, not unlike Logan, about the way Wade didn't hesitate to take action once he has all the information about his timeline. Shoutout to Paradox being a fucking yapper. Wade thoughtlessly acted in the sense that "I'm going to keep them alive because they matter to me" and he returned to what was normal: ruthlessness, relentlessness, brutality. Traits that were otherwise produced by a harmful background, now being used for a peaceful future where Wade's chosen family is still alive.

A hero would have enough emotional intelligence to face Vanessa post-mutation and trust that she would accept him. A hero would join Colossus and the X-Men and accept the rules that define and refine him as a hero. Wade in Deadpool 2 went on a depressive spiral because of Vanessa's death, and walking through Mutant High's doors was the second best thing he can use his time on because every suicide attempt so far had failed.

In my mind, considering how little Deadpool media I've consumed (I trust Ryan's take on it, though), canon Wade Wilson is "Fuck the rest of the world except this one." which 9 times out of 10 stems from a childhood that showed "I care about the world more than you" while he was simultaneously abused. As a kid? There's scientific evidence how that can fuck up someone's self-worth. Wade is now a grown man who finds the boyfailures girlfailures in the crowd and decides babygirl. Look no further than the worst Wolverine.

Wade self-sabotages. He refuses to believe he should be loved because he feels like he's done nothing to earn it. That doesn't mean he doesn't want it. Bitch, that sounds fuckin familiar.

[IMAGE ID: User @yikes077 replied: Did Deadpool want to be a hero? He specifically spent 2 whole movies avoiding the x men, not wanting to be a hero, and actively being bad at being a hero / END ID]

I wanted to answer your reply in a separate post since I had a lot I wanted to explain! For those who want to know the original post this was asked on, here is a link!

For a short, precise answer: Yes, Deadpool wanted to be a hero.

But if you want an response that answers your curiosity and more? I'm more than happy to explain all three movies and how they build up and showcase Wade Wilson's Guide To Wanting To Be A Hero But Never Being Able To Achieve It.

It all started in the first movie in the very first act in which Wade threatens the pants off a pizza delivery man he was paid to make apologize and rethink his life choices. This was because there was a young woman who was being affected by the guys stalker tendencies. The young girl, looking at Wade's hard work for getting the job done, calls him her Hero.

Now Wade immediately deflects, refusing to be under that title because, "I'm just a bad guy paid to fuck up worse guys."

This explains how Wade originally viewed himself before he was forcefully mutated. He doesn't see himself as a hero because he's a bad guy. In his opinion Heroes are good, they don't go about things the way he does, which is threats, blood, guts, and stirring shit up at a merc bar.

Later on, when he discovers he has Cancer and is told he can not only be cured but become a Hero, he cries it out and than leaves in the middle of the night. Why? Because in his eyes being a Hero is saving the people you love and he was saving Vanessa by leaving her. To keep her from the ugliness he oozes with his terminal disease. He chose to do something he deemed Heroic for the reasons Heroes do.

It's seen very frequently that Heroes will sacrifice something they cherish in order to save something else, especially if that other person means more than what they sacrificed. Being Heroic is all about doing stupid shit in the same of love. Spider-Man did it, getting revenge for Uncle Ben. Hell, if you've ever seen The Crow (1994) Eric does everything in his power to bring a bunch of assholes to justice for the shit they pulled. Even Death Sentence (2007) applies!

Is it Spider-Man's finest moment nearly taking that shot to get revenge? Did Eric spend his time correctly instead of getting himself killed? Did the father really need to get the rest of his family killed for his prized son? You can have your own opinion on it, but at the end of the day when you do something for the sake of others, no matter how fucked up it is and how much it sacrifices everything, it is a version of Heroism.

Heroism isn't pretty and can't be fit into perfect boxes because that's just against not only human nature, but the very act of complex Heroing itself. To be a hero it's about being between a rock and a hard place 24/7, being the cause for lives lost and lives saved. And if you think Heroing is entirely selfless than Miles Morales would have to be kicked from the field. He does everything for the people he loves, to make the world a better place for them.

So, Wade goes and gets himself mutated. He does it for Vanessa, to make life better for her. He doesn't see her to make it easier on her and himself, because the thing is that Wade Wilson hates himself even before the mutation.

He doesn't think he's worth a damn and crawling back to someone he became a monster to save is like the hardest fucking thing to do. One, because you're scared shitless of their reaction because you care about it. But also just, because will you be hurting or helping? Wade dances around Vanessa not because he's being an asshole but because he is fucking paralyzed by the thought of hurting her, seeing the hurt he's already caused.

In the second movie because he was witnessed literally saving Vanessa's life which is blatant Heroism 101 despite still believing he isn't worth shit. Because, my beloved, dear, scrumptious reader, self hatred affects people a shit ton and when they place a title in high regard and believe they are so much more below it, unworthy to even reach it because he "is incapable" being the stereotypical hero. Of course he's going to deny it. It's like being denied you're loved, you don't feel like you should be because you feel like you've done nothing to earn it.

But Colossus hasn't given up on him, Wade has been trying but he isn't like the other heroes. He doesn't understand the No Kill rule, he doesn't know how to defuse situations without being an ass and he sure as fuck doesn't fit the public image of what a hero is in the MCU. So, yeah, you're right, he is actively bad at being a hero. But a specific label of hero. A specific ideal. An expectation he's incapable of reaching because it means removing half if not all of himself.

That doesn't mean he doesn't want it, though. Because if he doesn't than why try at all? Why try to help Vanessa? Russel? His family? He fucks up on the job in the second movie to PROVE he isn't worth the hero label, that his existence actively goes against it. Using my example from before, it's like doing something actively bad just to prove how much you're unlovable.

If you want further explanation on how this shows up in the third movie, I recommend this post I made.

But either way, I hope this explains how Wade wants to be a Hero but actively sabotages himself and doesn't believe he can be because he's aware of all his faults and so do others. Because, in the end, Wade cares and tries to do something about it. He genuinely does, and I think that's meaningful in a way he isn't able to accept as a character currently.

[death2you]

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ok so there's KEY differences between the two different tier lists that i made. so here's the killer ones first and then ill explain them

OK. Figure 1: This is about if I like you as a killer. probably based on aesthetics, some lore, but nothing really deeper than that. its just kinda. Yeah youre cool:3 OFC. OFC. my babygirls: legion and trickster in the top tier. cus <3 yeah.... second tier are killers that i Really do like!! and whenever the mood strikes, it strikes hard, if that makes sense. like yeah. ur cool and i like u as a killer :) the third tier is just kinda. yeah ur cool killers but i dont really. Feel a lot about them in any particular way. it's not negative though. i just. yeah. deathslinger is on the coattails of the second tier bcuz sometimes... He has his own little spotlight in my heart but overall, hes just. Yeah. UM.... yeah. and then last tier are killers that i think are boring / i dont really have a lot to add to them / or simply i just. i just dont care that much about them. so. yeah ...

OK. Figure 2: THESE are the killers that i routinely think about, and if i have anything to add in terms of lore and character development. OFC. ofc: legion in the top tier. im constantly thinking about frank and susie and julie and joey and their group dynamics and hrgunaiogun... like ofc. just.. it makes sense. anyway: second tier are killers that i think about and i really like, and have interesting thought circles about them and how they would act but i dont really Add anything new in terms of lore or anything. i mostly focus moreso on how their lore affected them, and their dynamics with other killers in the realm. just character development stuff, not really Rewriting their lore or whatever. (not that i Rewrite legion's lore but sometimes im tinkering around with it). third tier are killers that lore is interesting and i Like! but i dont. really focus on them that much. theyre kinda the middle child in my mind. but that doesnt mean i dont Like them, its just that. idk. they dont captivate me i guess... and the fourth tier are killers that i dont really think about but i still Like. i focus on them Less then i do the third tier and thats kinda saying a lot. like. idk. no real feelings about them except: Yeah. That's a dead by daylight character. anyway the last tier are killers that literally i dont care about and their lore is boring and if they were removed i wouldnt mind. sorry. im just a hater. ^__^

ok so. here are the survivor versions. tbh i think about the survivors a LOTTTTT less than i do the killers. i just dont really focus on them, idk. i think cus theyre not as fucked up ... maybe im just missing something though.

OK!!! Figure 1.2: top tier are survivors that i REALLLYYYY like <3 AND OF COURSE: CLAUDETTE: NUMERO UNO EN TODO EL MUNDO!!!!!!! and yun-jin, and elodie <3 my girlies my number ones... second tier: survivors that i like and sometimes i get in a little bit of a mood for them, whenever i see them disrespected. its like a hidden power: i come out of the woodworks whenever i sense something wrong. felix richter, the man who needs [REDACTED, DATA EXPUNGED]. jake park who i really have grown more fond of in the passing weeks, ofc my morally askew feng min <3 and ace, kate, and yui in there cus i think theyre pretty. ok third tier: i wanted to put dwight in the second tier because sometimes i begrudgingly like him a lot but. I hate him. so hes in the third tier. :3 and the rest of these survivors, again, are people that i like and dont mind. Seeing i guess. and then the last tier are characters i DGAF ABOUT LOOOOOL... FUCK mikeala, idk why i dont like her but i dont fuckign like her. Anyway.

ok, figure 2.2. this is judged less harshly because i really really dont think about survivors that much. most of them are passing thoughts, but i ranked them on how Often they're passing thoughts... so from the top tier: ofc i have to have my babygirl in there. i think theres subtext abt her being autistic and i think shes alesbian and well. I just like her. :3 second tier: characters that i like thinking about it in terms of their lore and how they might operate in the realm and stuff. i esp like thinking about felix and how he might handle being away from his literal pregnant wife, and i like thinking abt how feng min is just. an absolute cunt in trials. etc etc.. so Yeas. anyway fourth tier: these are characters that i like Trying to think about them and i do successfully sometimes but. idk. they just dont hold my attention. tbh i Gotta think about jeff if im thinking about pre-entity legion. so thats what hes there. and then yeah.... whatever. actually i might put elodie in the second tier because this is the first time that the entity took two at once so. their dynamic might be cool, i think theyre best friends, and they would SOOOO deal with the problem differently. so. yeah. elodie's in the second tier, pls ignore my error. fourth tier are characters that are. yk. just there. no hard feelings about them but not super fluffy and positive ones either. fifth tier are characters that i just. dont really care about / think are Super boring / or just dont captivate me. sorry. fuck mikaela. and then the last tier are characters that u literally cldnt pay me to even pretend i think / care about them. LOL!

erm.... yeah... thats what i think about all of the characters in DBD. sorry if its rambling or im not explaining myself properly, i just. i cant. im jsut typing here and i have to jump from letter to letter cus im so tiny and my weigh doesnt even press the keys down. so yeah. sorr.y

[sjweminem]

wicked fucking exhausted & head completely empty except for thoughts of mobius straddling my lap like the sweet little prize he is and letting me apply lovely pink lipstick to his lovely full lips and put pretty clips in his (grown out, just long enough to frame his face and be tucked behind his ears) hair while i call him my princess my flower my babygirl and tell him he's the prettiest thing i've ever seen and he just. melts at all the praise; burying his face, shyly, in my neck as he sinks against me like a ragdoll and he's in the perfect position for me to play with his hair and place kisses on the top of his head CHRIST almighty WHY does the old man compel me so 😩😭🤬😰

[silverlovesmadi]

Couldn’t agree more. Even Sydney was over it, cause when he apologized™ about the wall, she didn’t sign back (rejecting his apology™ through body language) because she knows he went too far. I just hope she’ll be smart enough to legally and financially protect herself on all ends. Like please listen to your professional peers and mentors when they warn you about business partners!!!

I know the girls eat up "words of affirmation" when it comes to male characters they have crushes on, and the babygirl trend is meant to innocently (there is no such thing) infantilize mentally ill adult male characters, but the only thing that matters is ACTS of service. Words mean nothing without action.

This is also why Carmen asking Sydney dumb questions like: “What should i have done instead?” “Tell me when I fuck up”, “How do we do that?” or “Am I being shitty?” is not normal and most definitely not okay, cute, romantic and quite frankly a huge turn off. It’s self infantilization x weaponized incompetence x reckless himboism and a gross boundary violation. A grown man that is an executive chef asking his CDC to raise him as if she’s his mommy, sir, that’s NOT HER JOB!!! THAT’s what trauma informed therapy is for???

I also loved one of her short logical answers: “Okay, so don’t be.” He expected a whole manual, Sydney however kept it short and sweet as she should. Because it really is that simple.

Carmen clings onto Sydney because she’s healthy™, safe and from a functional™ background. He’s put her into the emotional (and physical) labour box. I can ditch her, she’s got it. I can ask her invasive questions about my misbehaviour that require me 0 critical thinking skills and mental labour on my end, she’s got it. Or, I can scream in her face, even though she explicitly told me she hates it and left the moment I did anyway and whoops look at that, she came back and I did it again.

Also, for anybody who wants to try, don’t. “He’s not doing it conciously / on purpose / he’s not aware / it’s cptsd / he’s autiadhd coded etc.” is not an excuse. Like, don’t ask somebody to start a restaurant with you than.

Men respond to actions (hence why Carmen is always upset / worried / hurt / concerned when Sydney puts down boundaries through body language / removing herself physically / leaving etc.). So Sydney needs to continue to show in season 3 through action that she won’t be his surrogate mommy, no explanation, nor tolerate the flakiness, no explanation.

Like who wants to date work with a grown man that has to ask you “Tell me when I fuck up” or “Am I the asshole for asking my crew if the woman I’m dating who I keep ditching them for is my girlfriend? 👉🥺👈” every 3 seconds instead of showing up for the restaurant he pitched to her with the short deadline to launch he decided on?

Sydney needs reliability, stability and security. Business wise, financially and emotionally. Like she told her dad, she doesn’t have a third one in her, this is it.

This is why Sydney opens up the most / shares the most vulnerability / has the most romantic chemistry with Carmen when she can actually lean on him. Whether it’s talking about her dad, working on the chaos menu, talking about her fear of failing as CDC and how making Nat an omelette was the best part of her day, Carmen gifting her the Thom Browne custom chef’s jacket etc.

Her mom being an exception since out of everything she obviously is the source of most pain for her (like yeah she eventually admits the truth after the third time Carmen asks about her, albeit very reluctantly all while using humor to deflect). This is also why I look forward to Syd bonding even more with Nat and Tina in season 3. It would make more sense for her to be able to confide in them about her mother because they know what it’s like being daughters.

Concerning Sydcarmey, if they fall into any of the categories on this list (Types of relationships that look like love but are not), except for maybe 1 (Infatuation), 3 (Unrequited love) and even 7 to a certain extent, I don’t want Carmen near her. Yes I see their romantic chemistry, yes I can see they have feelings for each other, yes I can see the tension, I’m not denying any of that, but as long as Carmen is in his Donna / CP (carmy problem™) era, I do not ship him with Sydney. If he ever decides to be serious about winning her heart, at the bare minimum, by that point in time, he has had to have become the most reliable committed business savy executive chef Sydney has ever seen. Consistently committed to making The Bear and his CDC shine bright. Sydney is naturally drawn and attracted to impressiveness. Delicious is impressive.

I ship Carmen with learning to like himself first, I ship him with becoming a strong independent man, I ship him with growth, leveling up, reliability, consistency and yes overall manning tf up. I ship him with not being enabled, infantilized and relying on women for emotional, manual, physical, mental labour and getting his financial executive business shit together. I ship him with normal male friendships (I’m still rooting for the Pete x Carmen bromance 🤞🏽) , I ship him with mentorship from a strong and emotionally healthy male (who can provide anger management, I need him to stop screeching in Sydney’s face and keep that toxicity to himself before I jump into the screen and take him out myself) retired executive chef he can actually look up too STAT cause your boy is flailing 🥴. Throw in some occupational therapy in there too for good measure cause the neurodivergency is neurodivergencing.

PS: Shoutout to uncle “money = time, time = money” J for that “uh oh” and that very necessary sports analogy that was so simple and so obvious and Carmen still managed to get wrong!!! 😭😑😭 Uncle J the MVP for real. I know you’re a busy man, but next time please just calmly threaten him with budget cuts or higher interest rates every-single-time he even slightly takes his eye off the ball, cause Carmen x context clues = 🙅🏻🙅🏻‍♂️.

PPS / PSS: The Richie apology to Nat, loved that, loved that for her. Now do a Richie apology for Sidney. K thanks bye.

you mean the same richie who continuesly harassed, gaslighted and sabotaged her and was so bitter and petty and misogynistic he accused her of handing out a bj in exchange for a raving food review because he felt that threatened by her? or the times he called her hysterical, aggressive and nasty for justifiably defending herself with reason and common sense against his actual hysteria, aggression, delusion, bitterness, nagging, irrationality and nastiness? and on top of that all this coming from a male TWICE her age too?? he also needed his best friend’s younger brother to give him purpose??? and still had the audacity to play the sulky whiny victim for being send to stage??? ofcourse he’s a nepo adult who doesn’t appreciate what he’s freely given (chance after chance, opportunity after opportunity even though he should’ve been fired 50 terminations ago.). yeah richie is finally getting his shit together thanks to carmen. it is less than the bare minimum since the bar always has been and still is in hell for richie. shoutout to FAK for never putting up with his bs.

This got waaay too long, so I’ll wrap it up here.

The “sorry” sign stopped being a cute thing between Carmen and Sydney for me. He wouldn’t need that as much if he just stopped fking everything up.

[dakotafoster]

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ραιяιиg : katsuki bakugou x g/n reader

ɢɛռʀɛ: fluff ♡ crack humor

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ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: a bit steamy

𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪 : When your boyfriend comes home intoxicated, he shows you a side of him that is reserved for only you. ✰

This will be my first one-shot on this blog, so please any constructive criticism will be really helpful! Hope you all enjoy. ッ

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It was a chilly starry night. Japan from the balcony window had never looked so serene until now. The bright stars that dotted the dark velvet sky, giving the gloomy canvas a little bit of life--of light. It was somber yet luminous, they drew the lights of heaven and gave the citizens of below a meager taste of something so divine and sublime, a measly fragment of the beauty we long to see in ourselves and the world around it. It was magnificent.

A heavy knock interrupted your attention on the black before you, muffled whispers and giggles could be heard from the opposite side of the chestnut door. As you lifted yourself from the glass railing you took a brief gander at the clock sitting on the desk beside your TV. It read 2:43 a.m.

Wrapping a small nearby cardigan around your frame and rubbed your eyes of sleep before making a beeline toward the door, the muffled voices becoming clearer as your got closer.

“Dammit Bakugou, quit messing around and give me your keys!”

“Gotta find it in my ass first shitty hair!”

Swinging the door open your (e/c) optics landed upon a frustrated Kirishima who was wrestling a very drunk Bakugou for a silvery white ring of keys right outside your flat doorstep. Bakugou seemed to be having an absolute blast, giggling like a little school girl as he evaded Kirishima’s attempts to swipe the item from his grip, and Kiri was having none of it. They both seemed rather oblivious to your presence and persisted to look like complete idiots in the halls of the complex.

“Both of you stop it before you wake up the neighbors!”

Your harsh tone is what finally received their attention, gazing timidly at you with wide eyes frozen. In one last attempt to get a rise out of Kirishima, Bakugou swiped his palm brutally on the back of his friends head, his head flung forward rough smack and a grunt, mumbling something about Katsuki being a dick. You heaved out a sigh at the sight of your boyfriend, his face sheen with a thick layer of sweat and a radiant red flush adorned his cheeks and across his nose. His eyes still the blazing crimson you had come to adore so much puffy and irritated.

“Sorry ‘bout this (y/n)... I didn’t mean to wake ya but Bakugou has had too much to be alone right now, and I still have to take care of Kaminari so...”

Kirishima timidly began to caress the back of his spiky locks, giving you a sheepish grin and gave a quick glance at the blonde next to him who was struggling to keep himself from tumbling forward. Too exhausted to even argue, you simply waved Kirishima off and moved to grab hold of your intoxicated boyfriend. The strong aroma of what was seemingly Fireball mixed with rum made your nostrils flare in distaste, far from his usual caramel scent.

“It’s fine Kiri. Just get home safe ‘kay?”

“Yeah, have a goodnight (y/n)”

You slammed the door behind with a swing of your foot, you then proceeded to lead Katsuki into your bedroom with an arm wrapped around his bulky torso to keep him straight. He stumbled over his feet a couple times along the way there, leaning on you for support so he didn’t face plant or dive to the floorboards in any way. He was mumbling incoherently to himself, slumping against your shoulder which led to his breath brushing up against the side of your face and into your ear, the hot sensation produced a shiver down your spine. Katsuki interpreted this rather well, because he immediately attached himself to your neck and pressed soft, open-mouthed kissed to your soft spot. He knew exactly how to drive you crazy even if he couldn’t even fucking walk straight.

“I need you babygirl.”

“Not tonight ‘Suki, maybe tomorrow.”

Your eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of his searing hot lips against your pulse, his wet tongue slipping out everyone and then teasingly. You hummed softly and weakly cupped his scalding cheek to pull him from your nape, cursing whatever deity that made him so goddamn tempting.

“C’mon lets get you ready for bed hun.”

“Mmm... Babe...”

He groaned lowly as you sat him down at the foot of your bed, his large frame slouching over his knees. Crouching down you gripped his ankle and raised his seemingly massive leg into your lap, silently untying his shoes whilst feeling his vivid gaze burning holes into your skull. Placing his shoes to the side you began to fumble with his belt to get rid of his ebony jeans. Amid doing so, Katsuki had graced with a lazy smirk and casually reached his generous hands to your head, running his fingers through your (h/c) strands.

“Hell yeah, this is what I like to see baby.”

Fuck. The way the words fell from those lips made you utterly weak. Your face felt like it was on fire with how carnal his gaze was, you were sure you looked like a fish out of water with the shock and overwhelming arousment you were feeling. Nevertheless, it was short lived when Bakugou dropped onto the bed and burst into a fit of laughter and giggles just by your reaction. You couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle with a twitch of your brow, you gave a quick smack to his thigh and tiredly tugged at his jeans once he had calmed down. His endless taunting was never so apparent until now and frankly, it was debilitating and instigating all at once.

“Stay here. Please don’t try and get up, I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“Yeah.. Sure.”

He released a small giggle and his head rolled to his left shoulder, laying tired on his back upon your white duvet. You rose from your spot on the floor and exited the bedroom to get him a glass of water and some ibuprofen to somewhat relieve his hang over. You didnt think you’d return to find a very naked and very erect Katsuki laying splayed out across the bed, the remainder of his clothes discarded on the side of the bed and his arms crossed behind the back of his head, his sculpted six-pack presented to you in such a way it made you drool like a fucking dog.. And the same arrogant smirk he’d been adorning for entirety of his stay among your apartment, the same enticing glimmer in his optics.

“Oh my god Katsu! What the fuck?!”

You shrieked, averting your eyes to your feet and stumbled around to find his boxers or at least something to conceal his manhood. Bakugou cackled our in delight before he was met with his boxers on his face, picking up on a faint grumble and your feet stomping toward the nightstand next to him.

“Put on your damn boxers Bakugou! I’m too fuckin tired for this shit..” You hissed at your dopey, idiotic boyfriend as he just began to fumble with the garment and mishandle them up each leg, snickering throughout the whole process. “Okay okay... No need to yell. So much for trying to serve it to you like a Hot ‘n Ready Hotpocket.”

You’ve never laughed so hard in your damn laugh at that. He grinned at your shaking form, watching intently as you struggled to breath through each laugh and chuckle, snorts coming out every few seconds. God, you hated him and loved him simultaneously for doing this to you. You wanted to give in to his desire because Jesus the sex was with him was down right unbelievable. Man, did this hunk of a man know how to pleasure a woman and fuck was he exceptional at doing so. Although, at the same time you were tempted to knock his ass into sleep. Either way you couldn’t officially decide. After several moments you composed yourself, taking deep breaths as you made your way into your restroom. You managed to stifle a few chortles in the process of grabbing a rag and moistened it with lukewarm water from your sink, then returned thankful you hadn’t walked in on another naked Bakugou. Making your way around the king sized mattress you were pleased to find he had already taken the ibuprofen and the water both absent.

“Let me clean your face baby. It’s all sweaty and sticky.”

You mumbled out drowsily, sitting down beside Katsuki and tilting his chin up to face you and nimbly wipe his face clean. You looked up at him to make sure we wasn’t falling asleep and you froze, your heart erupted at the sight you were provided with. Katsuki’s face was free of his usual scowl, instead his eyebrows were relaxed, tilted upward and his lips in a small, soft smile. Those dazzling vermilion eyes staring into you, glistening with so much adoration and passion for you. You choked, mesmerized with how calm and serene he looked. The next words to tumble from his lips could’ve sent you melting onto the floor like wax.

“I am really really... Really in love with you (y/n).”

You believed every single word. You never even questioned it for a second in that moment. Really because you had no reason to discredit his love for you, he was a genuine man with a sharp and palpable tongue 24/7. You both were aware of that, and you didn’t complain. It was nice to have him so honest with you, and yes sometimes he wasn’t always nice with the way he expressed such honesty you had grown accustomed to it. Which is why you had been so shocked to see the brash and usually loud brute suddenly become so hushed and tender.

“I mean it princess. I love you so fuckin’ much. I know I don’t really show you how much I do like normal shitty couples, and i’m really fucking sorry for that but I love you with everything I got babe.. I know how much I can be a pain in the ass sometimes.. But.. I promise I’ll never stop lovin’ you, and I’ll show you every damn day just to fucking prove it. M’kay? Your fucking stuck with me until you’re too damn old to even try and fight me on it. I’m so happy I met you and I’m terrified at the same, ‘cause fuck babe I never knew I wanted love until now, until you. I never saw the fuckin’ point. So please jus.. Fuckin’ stay and be in love with me too.”

He refused to give you a chance to reply before he gingerly took your face into his hands and brought his lips to yours. The world fell away as you felt his soft, chapped lips against your own. The kiss with just as delicate as his words and touch, moving smoothly and overwhelming emotion. You immediately raised your hands to weave together behind his neck, pulling him in gently to deepen the kiss. In response to this, Katsuki rolled his tongue across your bottom lip in a silent request for an entrance. You whimpered, opening your mouth as his tongue began to explore your wet cavern, faintly tasting the alcoholic beverages from just hours before. His thumbs swiping tenderly across your cheekbones and your fingertips tangled themselves around his strong neck.

It wasn’t rushed or rough in any way, not like the many nights were he would intend on fucking you senseless, this is when he would truly let himself be vulnerable. Moments like these when he was so damn soft and loving toward you, and only you.

The kiss lasted for what felt like only a minute when in reality lasted 15 minutes. He left you seeking for more. Heaving for breath at the mere intensity of the make-out, resting his forehead against yours, noses brushing against each other gently. You both stayed like that for a moment, just basking in each other’s loving glow with stupid grins across your lips. You took your time taking in this hidden side of your boyfriend, loving each second of it while you still could before he would return to his sullen self. You reveled in every moment you lost yourself in his soft caress, were it was nobody but the two of you acting almost as one. In which you could feel close to him away from intercourse and instead with sensual kisses and grazes. Nonetheless, he was certainly the half that made you whole.

“I’m in love with you too Katsu’.”

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Thank you so much for reading! Request are open, and feel free to leave feedback or ask any questions! ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔ

- 𝖑𝖎𝖟 ☾ ✩

𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 : (𝟔/𝟐𝟏/𝟐𝟎 - 𝟏:𝟓𝟓 𝐚.𝐦.)

[maybe-your-left]

Imagining Belle as a teenager

looks into the camera softly *dont*

How Ren deals with Belle growing up:

- Belle is his angel, his pretty little princess, his little demon monster who sleeps soundly through the night but ITS A THREAT. like a sleeping dragon, ready to just annihilate whoever wakes her.

- You met her at age five, when she was still small and regarded as a more ‘sassy’ toddler but no. You knew, she was out for BLOOD.

- When Belle turned eight, Ren sobbed in the bedroom for a solid hour. Clutching onto one of her toys that she used to carry around when she was small, she had told him that morning ‘I don’t need baby toys anymore Daddy.’

- You’ve never seen a man more miserable, sulking around that he was losing his baby. Even though he isn’t a touchy feely man, he truly loves his daughter. And seeing her grow up made him so sad, and made him feel old.

- At ten, Belle went through a phase of NEEDING to be near you. Not wanting her dad to hold her or kiss her or do anything with her, just you. Her step-mommy. Which was great, except you were pregnant when she was in this stage.

- Making everything ten times harder because not only was she too old to be going through this stage, but she had grown an intense temper like her dad.

- When Belle turned thirteen, Ren lost it. She had moved more permanently to your house, demanded her room be redone because it was too childish and worst of all her mom got her a cell phone.

- Without discussing it with you or him, she had gotten her a fancy iPhone and given her access to all sorts of social media. Engrossing your once smiling and sweet step daughter into a preteen who was obsessed with two things.

- Tik Tok, and boys.

- You listened to her whine and cry about boys.

- What boy she liked today, who she wanted her first kiss to be, how excited she was to go to school dances. Inviting her friends over to make tik toks in the basement, gossiping about seeing some guys ‘tummy’ in gym class.

- Ren could barely handle it, knowing that he wasn’t her favorite man anymore. Now it was replaced with some actor who plays some whiny space prince on a boring Space War movie.

- You and Rens youngest was around eight when she hit this stage. Being a soft spoken little boy who was nothing like his sister, Ren clung to him since his bratty daughter wouldn’t let him anymore.

- Practically cradling Odin in his sleep because of how afraid he was that Odin would grow up and throw him aside like Belle.

- Freshman year came, Ren tried to ignore it. Half listening to his daughter going through ‘first day outfit choices’ with a fashion show in your bedroom. Huffing from the bed, pretending to listen to Odin talk about his video game about animals and crossings.

- You smiled and nodded, petting your sons black hair while you encouraged Belle to keep showing off her dresses.

- Ren grunted when he liked an outfit, which you took the cue and urged Belle to wear it. Knowing it would make Ren smile to see her wearing it for her first day.

- That night Belle woke you up for the first time in a long time, saying she had a nightmare. You let her climb into bed with you, usually she would only sleep on your side. Standing by her ‘distaste’ for her dad.

- But not tonight, she climbed right between you both. Poking her dads back so he would wake up, Ren grumbled when he woke.

- ‘What is it babygirl?’

- She said nothing, just curled into her dads chest and whispered something to him. You couldn’t hear it, but the tears that sprung from his eyes said it all.

- The two of them laid side by side the entire night, being sure to kiss his little princess goodbye before leaving for work in the morning.

- Also you know Ren is prepareing for the day she brings a boy around. You found a case of fake mustaches, and when you confronted him about them he told you they were for ‘disguising himself when they go on dates’.

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PLEASE IMAGINE REN TRYING TO HIDE IN A RESTURANT WITH A FAKE MUSTACHE ON JUST TO SPY ON HIS PRECIOUS BABY.

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[rainbowshawn]

Prove It

A/N: I’m fiiiinally back! Sorry it took so long for me to finally post again. My life has kind of hit a low point and I lost pretty much all motivation to write. The past month has been an absolute shit show for me but y’all have been so so so supportive so thank you! Hopefully this isn’t too bad, my writing skills are real rough lol.

Warnings: smut, spanking, dom!shawn, language

Summary: Shawn’s stubble. That’s it.

Word Count: 4.2k

The sound of the door clicking shut was the first thing to break your attention away from your book all night. Your eyes quickly dart up, watching your boyfriend stumble into your shared space for the first time in a few weeks. Shawn had been in New York, attending some not-so-fun business meetings regarding his new album and you could just sense the stress rolling off of him in waves.

You watch as he tosses his keys on the counter and kicks his shoes off haphazardly, leaving them in the middle of the floor to your dismay. He looks exhausted, that much is evident by his messy hair and sunken in eyes but it’s only when he sits next to you, pulling you into his lap that you notice the stubble decorating his defined chin.

“Hey there, handsome,” you sing, cupping his face in your hand as your other arm drapes around his shoulders.

He leans into your soft palm, moving his face briefly to press a kiss to it before quietly responding, “Hi, beautiful. Missed you.”

Your lips meet his, lingering only for a moment before breaking apart again. His eyes are half-lidded, riddled with sleep. You brush your fingers through his hair, ghosting gently against his ears knowing how soothing he finds the action. The two of you catch up for a few minutes, talking about the past few days since he didn’t have too much time to call you. You smile at him softly while he talks, biting your lip as you thumb across the prickly hair on his chin.

“Gone for a week and now you’re all grown up on me, hm?” you tease, watching him blush bashfully as he giggles.

“What do you mean?” he asks, oblivious as ever, looking at you with a confused expression.

“This stubble!” you sing, giggling at his unawareness.

“Ahh,” he hums, suddenly aware of the prickly hair he’d been ignoring all week, “Didn’t feel like shaving, been too tired. I kinda hate it,”

He fiddles with a stray thread on your sweater, avoiding your gaze as you keep petting his curls. You kiss his warm forehead and breathe in his intoxicating scent for the first time in days.

“Mmm, I don’t usually like facial hair but it looks so sexy on you,” you hum, threading your fingers into his locks and tugging teasingly.

His breath hitches at the sensation and he feels his member immediately plump up a bit in his tight jeans. His lip sneaks between his teeth, turning the pink skin white with pressure. You watch it slowly snap back into place and decide they’re ultimately too inviting to resist. Your lips move in sync, sliding and nipping.

His body aches for you after days apart. His soul yearned for you in your absence and he felt unimaginable relief and desire flush his veins as you sat atop of him. His strong palms grab your hips, helping you sling your leg across so you could straddle him. The back of the couch supports him as he leans his weight back, tugging you with him. The kiss is dizzying and you giggle as you feel his stubble begin to scrape down your neck as he dresses you with kisses.

He hums against your skin inquisitively, not bothering to stop his affection.

“Mmm, you’re scratchy,” you hum, craning your neck back as he gives you occasional little nips.

His head pops up instantly, lips resting under your chin as he stammers out, “Want me to go shave? I’m sorry, baby, I’ll get rid of it and then we can keep kissing. Wanna love on you,”

You only giggle more as you take in his concerned expression as he’s trying to lift you off of his lap and stand up.

“No, no, bubby! I like it!” you assure, grabbing his face and ghosting his lips with your own once again, “You look like a man.”

His eyebrows knit together and his palms squeeze your hips tightly as he shoots you an offended look, “I am a man!”

You can tell he’s only half offended but you decide to tease him further; curious as to where you could take the night.

“Mmm, yeah?” you hum teasingly, twirling a stray curl that had fallen into his eyes around your finger.

“I am.”

“Prove it then,”

He practically growls, leaning back into your plump, waiting lips. Your hips rut against his as your mouths work together. The kiss is urgent and most definitely overflowing with passion. The air is stolen from your chest as he presses his stiff member into you. The kiss falters slightly as you gasp into his mouth while your fingers tug at his curls. His hands leave shrill goosebumps in their wake as they trail from your waist down to your hips where they assist your movements against him, gripping so tightly you wouldn’t be shocked if they left tiny little bruises under your skin.

His hands rock you back and forth against him, pulling your centers as close together as he can possibly get them. You groan into his mouth at the delicious friction and it’s only seconds later that he has you flipped onto your back. The kiss breaks for a moment; Shawn pulling away to get a good look at you for the first time in days. His eyes have a deep hunger festered inside of them and you shudder against the couch you’re laid out on. His greedy fingers peel off your top, discarding it to the side and then loop into your pants, leaving you with only panties underneath him.

“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he pants, worked up from the steamy moment, “You don’t even realize.”

A smile breaks across your face, imperfectly perfect and he swears he feels his heart do a flip deep in his chest.

“You gonna stare at me for the rest of the night or are you gonna make me feel good, big boy?” you tease, blushing madly as he returns to kissing your bare skin.

“Gonna be a brat or do you want to cum tonight, babygirl?” he tuts back without missing a beat; stopping to flick his tongue against your hardened nipple. Your back arches and you bite down on your lip as you feel his stubble scraping against your delicate skin, leaving the most delicious burn behind. If he wasn’t slotted between your legs, you know his words would’ve made your trembling thighs clench together.

His attention goes to the other side for a moment before his lips kiss down your sternum, to your bellybutton, and soon to the top of your panties. The feeling of kisses lingers longer than normal from the added sensation from his stubble and you can’t say you mind one bit. Your body is riddled with goosebumps and you feel your arousal pooling between your legs as he gazes up at you.

His fingers loop into the sides of your panties but his eyes are searching for your consent. It’s only when you mutter out a small ‘please’, that he tugs the fabric down your legs. His large hands quickly grab your shins, folding you up and spreading you open for his greedy eyes. His plump lips hang open at the sight of you; wet and needy beneath him.

“Fuck,” he whispers, mostly to himself, “look at you, babe. All this for me?”

His honey eyes are somehow darker at the sight of you. The dim lighting in the living room only accentuated his sharp features and he could faintly see the deep crimson blush adorning your cheeks. Your breath hitches as you watch his tongue slide over his bottom lip while his eyes bore into yours.

Your blood is laced with desire and you have to fight like a dog to hold yourself back from pulling him to where you need him the most. You know you poked the bear and you’d do anything for him to give you what you want. Your body was aching for him and you decide you don’t have time for any games.

It’s only seconds later that he’s laid out on his stomach, peppering kisses to your thighs. You whimper lightly as his lips tease your sensitive skin; kissing everywhere except where you want- no, need him.

His eyes are fixated on you, watching for every reaction to his trained touch. His lips ghost up your thigh, sucking teasingly on the spot where your leg meets your core. Your thighs clench around his head for a split second before a smack against your bum pulls you out of your haze.

“Sit still,” he asserts, moving closer to your dripping heat. You sigh, trying your best to relax into his embrace. “Be a good girl.”

His lips finally press kisses up your slit and you hum with satisfaction. You feel his tongue poke out, sliding against your bundle of nerves slowly. You’re aching for more, this much he knows. But he’s gonna make you pay for your teasing.

“Ah-” you yelp as his teeth nip at your clit, tugging gently before soothing it with his tongue. Your legs try to shut but his hands are still planted on your shins, keeping you opened up for his taking. He shoots you a warning with his eyes while a smirk makes its way across his lips. Little shit.

His wet tongue stays at a slow pace for a moment- he likes it when you get needy. Your little choked sighs are making his member ache in his tight pants but he’s too fucked to care. He’s too busy savoring the taste of you to even notice. His tongue picks up its pace, swirling around your bundle with ease. His lips stop occasionally, sucking on your plush center before picking back up with his skilled tongue. His coarse hair rubs at your sensitive button, making you groan at the new feeling.

“Shawn, fuck-“ you blurt, reaching for his hair out of habit. Your hand jerks to a stop, falling to your side instead; not wanting the pleasure to stop in case he punishes you.

Your eyes fall down to where he resides between your legs and you moan at the sight of him. His eyes are closed, lashes softly lying atop of his rosy cheeks. His lips are swollen and pink, covered in your juices. The sound of your moan prompts his eyes open, softly fluttering until they meet yours. A smirk sneaks across his lips as his tongue flicks at you.

“Feel good, baby?” he whispers, breath fanning across your core, “Like how my tongue feels?”

“God, it's so good,” you mutter, head falling back against the armrest of the white couch.

You don’t notice his hand sneaking up until his fingers are threading between yours. His warm palm envelops yours, squeezing tightly as he continues his attention on your throbbing center. You take it as an okay to touch him; sneaking your fingers under his soft tee with your other hand and tracing illegible patterns on his back.

He hums, vibrating against you and you buck your hips against his face. His free hand moves and you gasp when you feel two of his fingers prodding at your entrance before slowly slipping in. The feeling of your tight walls tugging on his digits has him aching; rutting against the couch for any friction.

“So tight, babylove,” he grunts against you, mostly to himself. “Got your pussy all wet for me, hm?”

His fingers are pumping in and out of you, assisting his tongue in pulling you closer to the edge. Your skin burns against his stubble but you welcome the sting. The feeling is different but so fucking addicting.

“Shawnshawnshawn,” you pant moments later, creeping towards the blissful edge, “don’t fucking stop,”

He doesn’t, he only picks up his speed as he feels your walls getting impossibly tighter around him. Seconds later he takes in your demeanor; arched and breathless, before he sits back on his knees, replacing his tongue with his thumb. He flicks at you ruthlessly, watching your center pulsate as you explode.

It’s in this moment that he realizes how hungry he is; how selfish. How he wants more, more, more. He wants to please you over and over.

“Fuck that was beautiful, lovey,” he whispers against your lips, shifting to lay his body weight on top of you. Your legs wrap around his waist tugging him closer to you. Your lips meet in a sloppy kiss and it’s on minutes later that he’s got you worked up once again.

“You ready for me?” his voice is low and rugged in your ear, begging for more. Your eyes flutter open, swimming with desire from your last orgasm. You nod quickly, pulling his t-shirt off of his sculpted body. He stands up, making quick work of his jeans and boxers. You whimper at the sight of his member springing up against his stomach, smacking against it with a dull thud.

“C’mere, love,” he says, extending his hand out to help you up. His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you to his lips quickly before turning you around. “Want you on your knees.”

His hands rest on your waist, assisting you in situating yourself on the couch. You're knelt on the plushy cushion with your elbows propped on the back of the couch. You spare a glance behind you, shooting him a lustful gaze as he presses his hips into your bum. Chills trickle down your spine as he palms your cheeks, spreading you open for his taking.

“God, look at this fuckin’ ass,” he grumbles, landing a smack against your right side, “You look so pretty bent over for me.”

With all the hormones pumping through your system, you’re left speechless. Wordlessly you wiggle your ass around for him, making him groan at the way your plush bum jiggles. Another slap lands across your ass, leaving a red, blotchy print behind.

“Behave.”

You whimper, pressing your face into the white cushion. He takes his time behind you, admiring your physique. His heart is pounding in his chest as he takes you in. All of you. The curve of your spine. Your hair swung over one shoulder. The smoothness of your skin.

Your pull on him leaves an ache in his bones. Somehow always satisfied, but he just can’t seem to get enough of you. You make his knees weak. His heart race. And he knows he’ll never be the same.

Your back arches further as he takes his member in his hand and presses into you. You yelp briefly at the stretch of him sinking inside you. He watches with hooded eyes as his length disappears in your velvety walls and shudders at the feeling. Whimpers falling out of your chest signal to him that you’re still adjusting so he gives you one tiny thrust before he gives you a moment to stretch out.

“Man enough, babe?” he mutters cockily; pressing sloppy kisses to your bare shoulder.

“Mmm, not sure yet,” you tease, turning back to watch him.

Shawn isn’t one to get his ego hurt, really. But something inside him is itching, clawing it’s way out to prove himself to you. He knows he always leaves you satisfied- he was hyper-aware of your pleasure at all times. But tonight is different.

Your words encourage him to deliver another pointed thrust deep inside you; pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in. His hand comes down on your thigh- hard.

“Oh fuck,” you choke out, knowing you’re really in for it tonight.

“If I wasn’t man enough, you wouldn’t be dripping down your fucking legs, princess,” he whispers casually in your ear; voice dripping with lust. At his words, your hips rut back into his; signaling that you were ready for him. With that, he’s off for the races.

Although you know what to expect, you’re still taken by surprise when his hips slam into you. He sets a brutal pace from the get-go and you can only whine in response.

“I’m gonna fuckin’ wreck you,” he moans, throwing his head back.

“Fuck, Shawn, please.” you pant, rutting your hips back against him.

He knocks the air out of your lungs as he thrusts deep inside of you. Your moans are muffled by the cushion you’ve buried your face in and his cock swells impossibly thicker than he ever thought possible at the sounds. He delivers a series of deep thrusts, making dull harmonies of skin against skin ring through the air.

“Being so good for me,” he blurts, smacking your ass again, “my good fuckin’ girl,”

A fire is being lit deep in your tummy as he rails into you. It’s only when his skilled fingers sneak around you and press into your clit that your moans double. Your body jerks forward but his strong hand grips your hip and yanks you back to him.

“I’m yours, Shawn,” you whine, trying to stabilize yourself on your shaky thighs.

“That’s right, babe. Who makes you feel this good?”

“You do,” you reply quickly, craning your neck back as pleasure envelops you.

Your neck is further extended as his hand gets a grip of your hair, pulling you back to look at him.

“Say my name.”

His tone creates butterflies deep in the pit of your gut. It’s darker than usual; raspier and deep. It makes you wanna do anything he asks. Makes you wanna scream out your lungs for him.

“S-Shawn,” you stammer, “you make me feel so fucking good,”

Your praise goes straight to his dick, making him throb inside of you. He’s a pleaser, that’s for sure. Now is no exception as he collides into you, pulling sweet melodies from your chest.

“You’re taking my cock so well, baby. Takin’ me so well in that little pussy,”

He watches as his length disappears deep inside of you. Watches your walls wrap around him, getting tugged with the motions. You’re getting tighter and tighter around him as his fingers still swirl against your sensitive button. You feel his veiny cock dragging in and out as he pounds into you at a ruthless pace and clench around him.

“Gonna cum for me? That pussy wants to cum, doesn’t it?” he teases, speeding his fingers up.

“God, please let me cum Shawn,” you beg, “please.”

“Cum baby, cum on my cock” he pants, preparing for the throbbing feeling, “give it to me.”

It’s only seconds later that the coil in your stomach snaps, clenching repeatedly on him. You throb uncontrollably around him, tugging his cock beautifully. His breath hitches at the feeling and he keeps up his pace, fucking you through your high. Your quiet moans reach a boiling point, now echoing through the room and mixing with the sound of your bodies colliding. His eyes practically bulge out of his head as he watches your cunt squeeze him.

“Feel so fuckin good. Gonna make me cum, babygirl,” he blurts out, stammering a bit. His pace is choppier now, faltering a bit as your walls pull him closer to his high.

“Cum in me Shawn, I’m all yours” you whine, trying to get him there, “Fill me up, baby, I wanna feel it.”

His head tosses back as he pounds into you, feeling heat creeping up from his toes. His breath is ragged as he collapses into you, still hammering away at your center. Only seconds later he’s cumming; thick globs inside of you. Your core flutters around him at the feeling, furthering his pleasure.

“Fuck, princess,” he grunts, slowing his hips down gradually as the bliss becomes too much.

A few moments later, he’s tugging his shaft out of you. You shudder as your body releases him, feeling suddenly empty. You collapse back into the couch, chest heaving as you pull your mind back together after your second earth-shattering orgasm of the night. The last thing you’re expecting is to feel his hands prying your legs apart again.

“Shaaawn,” you whine, eyes popping open to gaze up at him in disbelief. Fuck, he’s insatiable.

Your thighs clench when his long fingers slide against you, scooping up some of the cum that was oozing out of you. He only smirks in response, extending his hand out to your mouth, prompting you with his eyes.

The scene is filthy; him slipping his fingers into your waiting mouth, licking up your shared juices like you can’t get enough. And really, you can’t. The simple action already has you throbbing and wanting more. You hum around his fingers, eyes fluttering shut.

“Want you to give me another one. Think you can give it to me, lovey?” he inquires softly, contrasting his dominant demeanor.

You nod slowly with his fingers still deep in your mouth. He pulls them back quickly, moving to prod them at your sopping wet entrance.

“Look at that pretty cunt,” he whispers, “Dripping with my cum, hmm?”

He hums as he spreads the cloudy liquid up to your sensitive clit. You cry out as his calloused fingers start playing with it once again; swirling effortlessly. Your face is burning red and your chest heaves as he plays with your overstimulated center.

His eyes are fixated on your pink slit, dripping wet. All for him. He watches as he sinks two long fingers deep inside of you, hooking them to find the spongy spot deep within your walls. His pace starts off slow, working you back up after two beautiful orgasms. He’s amazed at his effect on you. Amazed that you’re his. It’s pure devotion. Forever. He couldn’t ask for anything more.

“So fuckin wet,” he whispers, rubbing your thigh with his free hand.

“Shawn, oh my god,” you whine as he picks up speed again.

His fingers coax in and out of you, curling perfectly every time. He hits your spot with ease, getting deeper than you ever could. He sits up a little straighter, using his free hand to start playing with your clit again. Your chest is burning with fire, mumbling out incoherent words as he works you back up.

“Come on baby, give me one more,” he murmurs, focusing his eyes on your center.

You’re gripping at your breasts aimlessly, trying to hold onto any bit of this world as you hurdle towards another orgasm. His fingers jam into you roughly, tugging beautiful whines out of your pink lips. Your thighs are shaking and his wrists ache but fuck, he’s lost in you.

His efforts only need to go on for seconds longer before you finally explode for him again. Your body shakes against the couch, overwhelmed with bliss. The feeling is almost too much but the way his eyes are trained on your fluttering center rids your mind of everything else. He watches in amazement as your tight walls clench around his fingers, pushing out more of his cum. The sight is filthy and he can only hang his jaw in response.

He fucks you with his fingers until you’re pushing his hand away, overstimulated by his passionate treatment. He unsheathes you and crawls back up your body slowly before pressing kisses to your sweaty hairline.  

“Did so good,” he whispers into your ear, brushing your hair softly, “So good for me, sweet girl.”

Tears leak down past your temples and into your hair as you take deep breaths. His expression shifts and he thumbs at the wet streaks, clearing them off of your blushed face.

“You okay, baby? Too much? Did I hurt you?” he stammers out quickly, suddenly concerned.

You shake your head, giggling softly, “No, just felt so good,”

He smiles down at you, blushing wildly before he presses his swollen lips to yours. You share a brief passionate kiss before he breaks away, pulling you into his lap.

“So,” he starts, brushing his fingers up your spine, “Did I prove it?”

“Mhm,” you nod, smiling softly as you brush your nose against his.

You’re typically quiet after sex, especially after three rounds. It’s how he knows you’re satisfied. He just breathes you in, taking in your embrace after spending too long apart. His lips press against your burning cheek, stamping little pecks of love across your skin as you fiddle with his curls.

“Missed you so much,” you whisper into the still air; finally feeling safe in his arms again.

“Missed you too, lovey. We get a few weeks together now. No interruptions,” he replies softly, leaning his forehead against yours. You giggle in response,

“Maybe we can have more nights like tonight,”

“Oh, believe me,” he insists, raising his eyebrows, “we will.”

You sit together for a few more moments, just re-familiarizing yourselves with each other until he speaks up again,

“How ‘bout I run you a bath?” he pitches, searching your tired eyes for a response. His lips trail across your face, still pressing occasional kisses there, leaving a slight sting behind as his prickly hairs rub against your skin.

“Mmm, sounds lovely. Would you wanna join me, maybe?”

“Of course, sweet pea,” he chuckles, picking you up with ease and carrying you off to the bathroom.

“Maybe I can throw your razor out while you aren’t looking,”

“What?!”