#i bet you dont curse god

[timeisacephalopod]

Love atheist communities that hate Christianity but reproduce every single issue Christianity has right down to the racism, wild misogyny, and of all fuckin things evangelizing atheism by sending religious people rude ass 'gotcha' type reactionary content to like idk, recruit people to atheism the way Certian Brands of Christian recruit literally anyone to their religion.

Like yes this atheism is what I see a lot of white men participating in, but like how dense do you have to be to only ditch the GOD part of religion and nothing else while claiming you're intellectually superior to religious folks like a great many incredibly talented and smart people in various sciences weren't religious?

[lovecrazedpup]

do you ever find yourself over analysing a comment he made off handedly

[theevilicecreamsoda]

Btw I can never be tumblr famous. You shits can fucking try. Wont fucking work. I got cursed by the wizard

[firelover102]

It's your left at first, then slowly your right. Both your knees are pushing into the hard tile beneath you as you stare up at him. Sukuna.

It wasn’t meant to happen like this… your mission was fairly simple. Grade 4 curse, easy enough right? Find it, destroy it. Your technique was strength, basic but necessary and important, if used correctly. During year one, Gojo taught you to use it correctly. He was also, conveniently, the one who sent you on this mission during your third year. Alongside Yuji, who was also in Third year. That’s how you ended up on your knees.

Everything was normal to start, Yuji offering random advice and words without your solicitation. He was nice, possibly to nice. Then it wasn’t Yuji. You didn't realize you missed the positive nature and banter until the dark began to spread at the corners of Yuji’s face. The eyes seeping from his core, melting into his skin. The tattoos spread fast after the first hit. The curse came from virtually nowhere, knocking Yuji from his feet. It wasn't long after Sukuna flooded to the surface.

Yuji, now Sukuna, rose to his feet. You'd never experienced his presence before. He made everything around him feel the need to submit, nature twisting and turning. It made the air stiff and muggy. You dont know what to expect, so you cower. While crawling back away from him you watch him round on the curse. You'd never seen his technique used in person but you'd heard all the truly unbelievable stories. Blades materialized from thin air and splitting girls in half, just sharp air slicing with no remorse. It was sick and the thought the Yuji being buried and trapped behind walls of horrid and evil flesh made your stomach churn. You see his technique in action as he slices the curse in two, so easily. It was as if the curse wasn't even there to begin with. You use this time to stand up, in preparation to run. His voice stopped you in your tracks. It was deep and made your heart rate rise.

“Where do you think you're going, hm?”

Your breath hitchs. Fuck. Everything you've heard about him solidifies in your brain when you hear his voice. He's ruthless, you could tell that from the moment the first word left his mouth. His tone was all you needed to understand him.

You turn on your heels and muster up the bravest face you can manage. He looks like Yuji, but taller and more muscular, a second set of eyes, and tattoos littering his face and neck.

“Stop…” He stepped closer. You were a couple of yards apart. “Stop! Shit, get back!”

It was a desperate cry.

“Please..”

You knew you wouldn't be able to take him. He continued to close in on you. You didn't have anywhere to run, only a tall wall behind you and exits that were to far away on either side of you to run and make it.

You just swallowed back bile rising in your throat and reached your right hand to the left side of your body and left to right. You pull your two long cursed tools from either side of your body and they release with loud ‘shing.’ You almost felt silly doing it, you knew it was over.

Sukuna raised a thin brow.

He took a step and raised a hand.

“Now, now. What do you plan on doing with those?” A deep chuckle rang from his throat.

“Your under my control now, brat.” He pulled his lips back in a wicked smirk, a couple of sharp teeth flashing.

“Please,” its a plead, pathetic and throaty. “Just let me go…”

“You know, I should kill you. God, it'd feel so good…”

“Bet you'd taste good too, sweet…”

He laughed again, he was close enough now that you could see his face in full detail. He looked like Yuji but older and more sharp. Terribly handsome. He continued to speak, flashes of sharp teeth decorating his mouth.

“Do you taste sweet, (Y/N)?”

He held up a palm adjacent to your face, a grin matching the one on his face. The mouth, melted and fused into his palm, slipped its tongue from behind its pointed teeth and licked its lips, saliva coating its lips and dripping from its tongue. The saliva ran down Sukuna’s hand, a slow drip.

You shake your head back and forth in frantic manner while breathing heavy. You step back, back pressing against the cold wall behind you.

The palm of his hand presses against your forehead, fingers splayed, covering almost your whole head. He pushes you down. You comply, only because he is known as the “King of Curses” and you're pretty much fucked either way. Its your left at first, then slowly your right. Both your knees are pushing into hard tile beneath you as you stare up at him.

Once youre on your knees and he's above you, his hands move swiftly, clapping together in a weird formation.

“Malevolent shrine.”

And then it's black.

You blink.

Then its red walls, wet under your knees, coating your calfs and soaking your pants.

Where were you?

Your reaction was instant, falling back on your butt and scrambling backward. Your breathes come out frantic and loud,

“Where am I?”

“Yuji?!” You flail around, water being flung every which way as you stumble around.

“Silence, brat.“

You're breath hitches and you look for where the voice is coming from. You find it when you turn around, finally finding your footing. He's sitting upon a dark red throne, surrounded by skulls and others unnerving things. The color of the room resembles the deep color of blood, and the water under your feet only helps to reinforce that notion. You almost feel sticky. You look around at the copious amounts of bones and it makes you almost nauseous. A gentle sway overtakes you as you stare.

Sukuna finds your eyes and stares you down from his elevated position on the throne. He's wearing a long white robe and has his head resting on his hand.

“Welcome to my domain.”

“You won't find Yuji here, nothing of that weakness.”

You were confused, but couldnt tear your eyes away from his stature. his mere presence was enough to draw your attention.

“Its only me, Sukuna. Go on, say it.” He was fully smiling now, showing all his teeth in a devilish grin.

You only knew compliance, you only wanted to survive and this is how you knew to do it.

“Hello, Sukuna,” You tried to make your voice sound somewhat confident, but it was shaky as it left your lips.

“Why… why you'd take me here?”

“Like I said, I wanted to taste you.”

Your anxiety spiked, what did he want with you? You replied,

“Just fucking kill me then, please. If your gonna eat me I’d rather be dead.”

“Eat you?” His grin only grew. “Come here.”

He shifted back, hand dropping from the side of his face and coming down to pat the inside of his toned thigh.

You froze. Seriously?

Compliance, survival.

You walked up toward his throne, the sound of water splashing with each step. You came upon the base of his throne and stood there, looking up at him.

“Dont be shy, little one, up.” He beckoned you with his pointer and middle finger in a swift motion. You tried to ignore the heat rising in your chest and, well, all over your body. You tried to not let it show on your face as you began up the stairs, or really just piles of bones.

“No, no.”

You could tell by the look in his eyes you weren't gonna like what came out of mouth next.

You were right,

“Down…”

“Crawl to me, mortal.”

You felt a pressure on your legs. You were practically being pulled to the floor. You couldn’t help but let out a sound of struggle as your knees and palms slapped to the floor. As you crawled up the pile of bones, hot tears pricked the sides of your eyes. Some of the bones were snapped in half, sharp and hidden, your calves and palms are being poked and prodded. You felt the hot arrival of blood seeping from your palms. There are teeth that cut into you. A sob wracked through your throat as you passed up the last slab of pieced-together bones.

You really hated him, but you didn't want to die so you kept a straight face and stood up. You are now arms distance away from the curse. He reaches out, latched a large hand around you waist and pulling you in. You mount his thigh, legs resting on the inside of his spread legs and ass positioned on his right thigh.

“Good, little one… sorry about those,” he said, referring to the wounds still dripping blood on the tops of your legs and palms.

You felt a small rush wash over you then they were gone. Before you could react the hand that wasn't latched around your middle came and secured itself around your throat. His pointer finger came up from your neck, pulling your chin down and then slipping into your hot, open mouth.

There was nothing left in your power you could do to deny the heat growing in your core. You knew you shouldn't feel like this for such and evil being, he still might kill you. Probably will. He removed his finger quickly and used the hand fastened around your neck to pull your mouth to his. As soon as your lips touched his used his tongue to allow himself access into your open mouth. God, it felt good. You kissed him back, throwing your left arm over his left shoulder. Your tongues pressed together in a desperate frenzy and the domain quickly filled up with the sounds of tongues and lips and teeth. His tongue was long and easily explored the depths of your red, saliva-filled throat. His teeth found your bottom lip and as his sharp canines grabbed hold you cried out, a pathetic noise even you were ashamed to make.

After that he pulled back, a dazed grin was plastered on his face and he looked proud of himself.

“I knew it.” He growled.

Your cheeks were red and you avoided eye contact with the curse, not wanting to prematurely feel the shame you knew you'd have to face if you got out of this alive.

You just bite your bottom lip in reply and then began to work on his neck, starting with his jawline and working on up to his ear. You left bites, then soothing kisses in their wake. Once you reached his neck, sucking and licking, you felt a new sensation under your tongue. You pulled back to see what had taken the place of smooth flesh and found another mouth, the same one from his palm. You leaned back in giving this mouth the same attention as the one you had just been kissing. You tasted it, slower than the last. It tasted different but you devoured it all the same.

If you had to fuck your way out of here, so be it.

The sounds leaving Sukuna’s mouth was enough to make you wanna hear more, so you continued working on his neck, biting the bottom lip of the mouth in attempt to hear more of the deep grunts and whimpers.

“You just can't get enough can you?” His mouth was enough for the heat in between your legs to grow a pulse.

You felt one of Sukuna’s hands find your left thigh, massaging it and slowly making its way up. His hand that was resting on your far side started gripping the bottom of your shirt, a gentle tug at first, but then a harder one as the curse grew impatient. He couldn't fully remove it because of the positioning so he pulled back, your mouth leaving the one on his neck with a pop.

“Get this off. Off, now. I need to see you.”

Those throaty demands made a small whine push past your lips.

Both of his hands enveloped your sides and he slid the shirt off with ease. His smile only grew at seeing your top half fully exposed. One of his large hands moved to massage your breast. You pulled your bottom lip in between your teeth and moaned when a sudden wet sensation encompassed your nipple. He pulled his hand back to give you a view of his palm and there the mouth was, tongue stuck out and dripping. You looked back to Sukuna’s neck and the little mouth was gone. The feeling swept over your nipple again and Sukuna flashed you that damn grin again before dropping his immobile mouth onto your other nipple. Both at once send a shock down your spine and you throw your head back with a load groan.

His free hand found the button on your pants and made easy work of undoing that and the zipper swiftly with one hand. His hand slipped into the front on your underwear. You threw your still dangling legs over his left thigh and moved your feet so one was pushing against his knee and the other was up near the inside of his thigh.

“Perfect, fuck…”

You lifted your ass so he could slide down your pants and underwear and after he did you spread your legs wide.

“Just like that, brat.”

The hand that wasn't still suckling on your nipple found the heat in between your thighs. The moan that escaped your lips was enough to pull a chuckle from his throat, it was lust-filled and heavy.

It was fingers first, circling your clit in a slow and teasing manner. Then his hand migrated down even farther, fingers finding your opening and pushing in with ease. You were already so wet from the sensitive skin of your nipples being sucked on in unison.

Then one of the nipple's flow of attention stopped, but before you could fully notice you were already focused on the new sensation enveloping your clit.

The mouth had migrated yet again, from neck to nipple, and from nipple to clit. The overwhelming feeling of being fingered and ate out all at once was almost too much.

Skilled fingers were pushing into you and curving perfectly up while his large palm was decorated with a mouth that, in this moment, felt like it was made to please you.

His other mouth let go of your nipple with a pop and he pressed a kiss to your temple,

“Fuck, you were made for me to toy with.”

As the fingers pumping into you picked up the pace your hands found leverage on the thigh your ass was sitting ontop of and you latched on, bucking your hips up in the progress. As you bucked your hips the mouth resting on your bundle of nerves was forced to apply even more pressure to your already building orgasm. You continued to buck your hips up into the mouth and cried out as you came.

[brights-place]

are requests open? 🥺

if they are can i request for relationship hcs for rhys from MID

if they arent open u can ignore

Thanks :D

Rhys Dating Headcannons

Pairings: Rhys X Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Mild cursing, Rhys being a nerd A/N: I fucking LOVE RHYS OH MY GOD HE'S SO FINEEEEEE AND SMART LIKE EHBCUQHNWRVY

- I FUCKING LOVE RHYS HE MAKES ME GIGGLE OMLLL - He’s like the mother of the group and since he has to keep the group under control having you around is calming - Rhys likes to admire you most of the time - He allows you to play with his hair for fun and when you braided his hair once in corn rows or braids he stares at you in awe and will literally make out with you Jk Jk he would thank you - HE HAS A SWEET TOOTH I BET YOU! like he loves sweet hings but wont say so - Is interested about Humans like you so he would ask questions alot and he is happy you dont get mad at him for asking the questions

- You know how rhys had that mgazine of the girl were garments just imagine him finding your... special Magazines which he stares at confused as you snatch it off him "RHYS WHAt THE FUCK?!!" - Rhys was just staring at you with slight confusion asking about it as you hand him over to Ava telling her that you were going to go jump off a roof due to embarssment - he loves you dearly and freaks out when you do something dumb or get hurt - I head cannons daemos having an heightened sense of smell and hearing - So rhys would notice if you try on a new perfume or are trying to sneka up on him for smooches and hugs - Daemos are territorial so like IMAGINE Rhys is territorial when it comes to you - He bites his lips and whimpers when you touch his horns if your a human and don't know what they do so he'll let you off wih it but damn he was puddy - He likes to teach you about daemos if your an human but he would try avoid talking about the so called ‘monster’ problem in daemos - If your a Daemos like him he loves you as dearly as always and would always inform you about everything yet he found it hard to inform you bout going to earth - He would literally make sure that nothing and nobody knows about him dating you or the fact that someone even TRIES to touch you the only one who does know his relationship with an ‘Lower class’ daemos is Asch - Lady Grandma is very fond of you and laughs whenever you do something dumb she says that you and Rhys made the perfect couple due to opposites attract. - Man has such bad eyesight so you giggle when he squints his eyes

- He freaked out when he saw you about to poke an beast that was sleeping one time

- he had to grab you and yell at you in an hushed tone while dragging you away

- Him dating you It’s obvious he’s gonna be scolding you for being an chaotic dummy - He loved telling you about ice-cream so much! - He likes to ramble about smart things and is seen very smart and a genius so if you don't say it sometimes he just follows you around for you to say it - Is like a lost puppy if you dont at least ONCE kiss him on the cheek or praise him at least once - Rhys would hold onto you and relax in your arms, and oh how he missed you

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[s0mb0d7]

hey bsff, so baysically, i was wondering if you could do an octavian or frank x daughter of bacchus!reader? 🤗

orr maybe octavian with dionysus’ responsible daughter whose basically chiron’s right hand at camp halfblood

im gonna do the second one cause it has a starting point but thank you for the submission!!

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sneak

octavian x dionysus!reader

"me? sneak out with you? fine."

warning: heavy makeout sesh, sneaking out, cursing, octavian.

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it wasnt new to you, to be sneaking out to see him.

after you forced nico di angelo to shadow travel you to the usual meetup spot; this 1980s abandoned mall in kansas. after every trip you gave him access to the wine cellar to "re-energize", as he would call it.

you would wait in the lobby of the mall, observing how it looked like everyone just dropped what they were doing and ran out. the shops and cafes still filled with product. shirts, dresses, shoes and other clothing out for display on the unnerving mannequins that heads looked like they followed you as you moved.

"can i have the key to the cellar?" nicos voice snapped you back to reality, as he stood in front of the bench you sat on. he had his usual aviators jacket on, with those stupid black skinny jeans and his messy black hair. he twisted the skull ring on his finger, clearly nervous to ask.

"yeah, here," you said handing him the key chain. "could you pick me up in like.. four hours? and dont lose that key my dad would turn me into a shrub. again." a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"you bet. and be safe, okay? i dont wanna shadow travel a screaming baby, too." he joked.. hopefully. you waved goodbye, and watched him run into the shadows and disappear.

you prayed to all the gods that this trip would be successful again. last time chiron found out his right hand man had been sneaking out to see a roman, he wasnt too happy. and when he told your dad.. that was the first time you were turned to a shrub.

you leaned back, supporting yourself on your arms, just spacing out thinking how this mall used to be crowded with family's and teens who stole their parents money. living in the 80s was always you dream.

a door shut on the far side of the wide hall, which was lined with shops. you ran behind a corner until you heard the codeword yelled.

"pillow pet murder is here, im not the police." his voice rang. you came out from behind the corner and saw the scrawny, pale boy. his piercing blue eyes that usually showed little life lit up when he saw you.

you quickly walked up to him and threw your arms around his neck. you hadn't seen the blondie augur in a few weeks, and it was making you wanna rip your hair out. whenever your brother, pollux, would ask why you were constantly fidgeting and tapping your feet rapidly, you would just start tweaking. "uhh.. i- um.. i dunno!"

"i missed you." he suddenly spoke, his face buried in your neck. the boys voice was raspy, breaking even. either he had been yelling and screaming, or was very emotional after finally getting to see you. probably the yelling one though.

"i would hope so," you answered in a fake annoyed voice, which you felt him frown against your neck. "but i missed you too, even though it goes without saying."

he placed a soft kiss on your neck below your ear, which made you shiver. he met your eyes, leaning closer with a curious spark in his expression. you thought he was gonna just stay there and stare at you, until he smashed his lips into yours, which hurt a bit.

immediately kissing back, you almost fell because of how much the scrawny boy leaned into you. your mouths moved in sync, teeth knocking together as your tongues danced with each other.

the boy moved the two of you to the nearest wall, which you tripped trying to get there. thank the gods for his quick reflexes, falling on the tiled, disgusting floor was not your cup of tea.

never breaking the kiss, you both made it to the wall which was right next to a ice cream shop, "scoops ahoy". it gave of weird vibes, but you thought nothing of it. octavian's hands crept to the waist of your jeans, slipping the tips of his fingers past, onto your bare skin.

something in your head screamed. not anything in particular, but the scream was very pleasurable, as it sounded. maybe he could get you to make that sound too...

your hands crept from his neck to the small of his back, sliding up his shirt. when he helped you get it off, you might as well have just burst into flames. your mouths parted, leaving a string of saliva connecting your lips still.

"fuck, y/n. you got a lot better at kissing. you practice on someone?" he asked, breaking the heavy silence.

your eyes were glued to his abdomen. for such a skinny boy, he had a mean 6-pack. from the quick glance you got at your old-fashioned watch you borrowed from a store at this mall, you had 3 hours left. wish it was more, dont you?

"no, havent even thought of anyone but you." you answered after a good 30 seconds of awkward silence. he crept closer, his arms creeping around your waist until suddenly, you felt a grab on your ass.

every time. he does this every time. the air gets thick, the silence suddenly isn't so comforting, and he always grabs your ass. your convinced he loves it more then you, the way his sharp blue eyes always creep down below your waist . "my eyes are up here." you would speak whenever you caught him staring.

he let go and apologized, giving you a real hug and a tender kiss. you both walked over to the bench you had been sitting on before he came and talked for hours on end. there was a glass roof high above the two of you, so you got to geek out and name all the constellations you say and explain there backstories. the two you loved the most were gemini, because of your brothers, and the huntress, in honor of nicos sister and her friend.

"i really hope the legions dont hate me for loving a greek." he brought up out of nowhere. you weren't ashamed of being greek, you loved it. but you always worried the future you and octavian had planned in new rome wouldnt work out. but it would, because if percy and annabeth could go to college and settle down for a future there, then surely you and octavian could.

you planted a kiss on his cheek "they got used to two greeks in their city, surely they can handle another. i promise i will do everything i can to get them to like me. you wont be hated, octavian."

he smiled, then when the two of you saw sonething sprint out of the shadows, your heads whipped around.

nico and hazel. your "rides" back to the separate camps. had that much time passed already? the two children of the underworld were laughing and talking, until they turned their attention to you and octavian. his shirt off and hand on your thigh, your messy hair and unbuttoned jeans.

"time to go." the son of hades spoke. he had obviously been drinking, but you didn't blame him. that much high-quality wine couldn't be resisted by anyone.

octavian got his discarded shirt from the entrance to that ice cream place. it was definitely stranger then most things at that mall. the two of you kissed goodbye and went your separate ways. him and hazel left the building as you and nico stayed in the same spot.

he led you to a shadow, then you linked hands. "ready?" he asked

"yep."

"oh, and by the way your dad and chiron are pissed." he blurted out before you faded into darkness with the boy.

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this is the new layout for fics/hcs, and i changed/will be updating older layouts. comment if you like it or if you like the old layout!!

leave requests and i will do them as quick as i can. please say if you want a hcs list or just a normal fic. love you all! <3

(i deeply apologize for the paragraph of octavians ass obsession...)

[dolliestfairy]

𝐶𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 🍞 𝅄࣪ ׅ 𓋜

Yuuji, Megumi and Nanami Headcanons with Chubby!fem!reader who is a Baker ʚ(˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ

Pic from @fairydxlll on pinterest ༊

ઇઉ Notes : i just take a break yesterday, and now i'm writing again, now i decided to fill the jujutsu kaisen first in my masterlist that you can see in the pinned post. enjoy my fairies!

ઇઉ Warning : none, maybe some misspelled word. this is just pure pure fluff 🧁 Reader Skin Color Is Not Announced.

Part One ♡ Part Two ♡ Part Three

Enjoy reading my fairies! 🧚🏻‍♀️ 𝅄࣪ ׅ ᮫ׅ ๋ 𝆹 ׅ

🥧𖧧. ⊹ Yuuji

• He really love the fact that you're a baker

• everytime after he had done his training or/and mission, he goes straight to your bakery just to meet you.

• love everything you make, pastry, cupcake, muffin, mochis, bread, loaf, croissant, Everything.

• everytime his birthday is coming he's so exited because he knows that right now you're making a birthday cake for him

• and he looveee every single of it.

• Sukuna always tease you both like "those love birds...."

• but honestly, theres a time where sukuna also want to taste your cake and pastry, but Yuuji never allow him anyway.

• truly and really support your business, if theres anyone who have a plan to take down your business just say to him who is it and he'll smash whoever it is.

🥧𖧧. ⊹ Megumi

• flustered to be frankly.

• chubby, round, fluff, soft and also own a bakery!? he's gonna faint.

• no seriously, the first time he sees you he's always muttering like its his first time trying to talk to someone.

• love every single corner of your bakery, its comforting for him. and its safe.

• always protect you from the curse that trying to get into your life and your bakery

• he also sometimes, trying to help you with your business. you'll teach him how to make basic bread, pastry or whatever it is just so he can help you a little bit.

• just like yuuji, he really support your business. but since he's like a Tsundere he doesnt really admit it out loud, he just show it with how much he want to spend his time in your bakery and the fact that he wants to help you with your bakery business.

🥧𖧧. ⊹ Nanami

• oh my god, he's like number one your loyal customer.

• no seriously, everytime, like almost everyday he paid to visit your bakery because 1.) he really love the taste of the bread you make and 2.) he cant help but fell for your soft and round appereance.

• and just like Megumi, he always tried to protect you and your bakery from every curse whos trying to get in into your bakery.

• he mostly really like his bread, but sometimes he doesnt mind to taste other type of food, like pastry, cupcake, muffins, and like croissant or loaf.

• its kinda funny because everytime he taste your pastry, he always said "its good" with a stoic yet having a red cheeks expression.

• really really really support your business. no honestly, if you want to buy some ingredients but turns out you dont have enough money, you bet your ass he'd be giving his money to you. and if your bakery is a small place he insist you to renovate it to make it bigger (but if you dont want that its okay also.)

• if you need help with financial you can call him or maybe you dont need to because every month he's like always giving you extra pay just so you can buy things you need and you want.

[tiethenott]

BEWITCHED

Infactuated. Possessed. Manic. In-love. Obsessed. Were all words used to describe your..interest in the perfectly sculpted slytherin boy named Theodore Nott.You stared at him with heart shaped eyes, from the ravenclaw table,your head being supported by your hand as your mouth parted subconsciously.You didnt know how he didnt notice your obvious affection towards him.Maybe you werent trying hard enough? I need to try harder! your brain fed you the idea.

Walking along the corridors with your friends,hurrying to potions class,you notice the love of your life leaning against a pillar,chatting away with one of his friends,Blaise Zabini.A smile crept up on your lips as you approched him "Hi teddy!" you exclaim walking past him,giggling as him and his friend laughed. "Wait!" you hear Blaises voice call and you immediately turned around,now facing the boys "Yea?" you ask with a honey-riddened voice "Uhm theo here and I forgot to do our potions essay,can we see yours?We'll return it before class" blaise asks,with a shit eating grin Seeing an oppertunity to help your soulmate,you hurridly pull out your hard worked 7 page essay that had not a single crinkle on the papers and hand it over to the boys. "here you go!" the smile never left your face. "uh thanks..." theodore says trying to remember your name "Y/N" you remind him for the seventh time,he was such a silly boy! "hm,right,well thanks" he says giving you a half smile "no problem,see you in class!" you smile and walk away,catching up with your friends The boys dont give you your paper back,earning you a rough lecture from Snape and 2 weeks detention.

After your last day of detention,you tiredly make your way back to your common room but overhear your favourite boy and his friends speaking "God shes so obsessed with you mate" mattheo comments "Right?I mean if you ask her to jump of the astronomy tower i bet she will" Draco laughs "Ugh,im tempted to tell her to swim to Russia just so she'll leave me alone" Theo says in an annoyed tone. A pout falls onto your confusion riddened face 'Does he not like me?' 'No!of course he does!his friends are just brainwashing him!' these thoughts run through your mind at an ungodly speed.

Your plan was perfect.You hoped.As you walked up to the empty slytherin table,with a vial of Amortentia safely stuffed in your pocket rattled,fighting with your lip gloss.Your shaky legs stop infront of Theodore's usual seat and your trembling hand pulled the vial from your robes,taking off the cork and dumping it into his golden goblet and stirring it with your finger,making sure not to lick your finger and instead wiping it on your robes.You hurriedly leave the great hall and race back to your common room. Was it a crime?According to the Ministry of Magic,yes But in your heart?it was an act of love! And love's not a crime,right?

Your leg bounced underneath your table,the food on your plate was now cold and untounched as you watch theodore's friends filter into the buzzing Great Hall,late as usual.But no sign of Theodore.What?

Your eyes widen as you see Lorenzo Berkshire sit down in Theodore's seat,no no no!You mentally curse as you see him take a hearty sip of his tea,followed by him finishing the cup shortly after. You wanted to shrivel up and die. The next few days are literal hell.Lorenzo following you around,his friends questioning his behavior and you hoping the effects wear off.But it doesnt happen.Oh merlin,it gets worse.

February 14th.The day of love.The day of romance,where affection is in the air! Walking out of your dorm,dressed and ready to go to Hogsmede with your frinds,youre suprised to see Lorenzo fighting a group of students,trying to get into the common room.His eyes meet yours and he runs to you,stuffing your hands with bouquets,chocolates,everything a lover could gift someone. "Y/N,my dearest,would you do me the honours of making me the happiest slytherin in the castle and be my girlfriend?" the boy smiles Oh merlin what did you get yourself into?

[arttrampbelle]

Shang tsung isn't evil but a product of corruption and the environment that surrounds him. He's not evil in the sense of black n white thinking of morality. Especially from a western,psuedo Christian American perspective that so many people wanna shoehorn him into. (No shade here but im calling it like i see it nrs)

How is he evil when everyone in mortal kombat kills?

Also shao kahn quan chi and shinnok has arguably done worse

And even more so he's worked more with them,and under them(shao Kahn namely) and had no choice but to follow orders. Namely some things sure were aligned in benefit. But truly can you really argue that it was all his doing? No to say so is ignorant and undermining the other villains and antagonists of the series and their own contributions to the story narrative in opposition of protags and other characters.

The most evil is those who hide behind self righteousness and say they are for peace when they are being manipulated by promises of a better realm or timeline(cough fire god liu kang. COUGH)

Like nah guys mk12/mk1 don't make sense even for the narrative they are trying to pull. Shang is wonderful but yall missed the point even tho the storymode sucks and everything about it makes me nauseous, shang tsung shines thru because of what he represents. The story,It falls through the crack simply because of the fact

In mortal kombats chaotic and cruel world. You kill or be killed. You do what it takes to survive. Or be food for the gods. As you are nothing but entertainment for them.

Everyone kills in mortal kombat. So shang tsung killing means fucking nothing and is a moot point. He does it,everyone does it,how is he truly any different than anyone at that point. Thru mortal kombat,a supposedly Divine system,he's doing exactly what he's supposed to be doing. And what his character is designed to do. Period. So killing,moot point and argument.

Im not talking about. MK12/MK1 specifically. Tho that grinds my gears for many other reasons. Im talking shang tsung,overall as a whole as a character thru the 30+yrs the games and mk has been around. These are common arguments for that shang is "tHe EVil OnE" when there's no such thing in mks world. Truly. It's posturing and posing flowery words at that point. Period.

Stealing souls? He has to,to survive. He is cursed by the very gods and mentors that once swore to protect him. But did nothing.

Climbing for power? He does so because he wishes not to rule over. But so he doesn't have to worry about going to bed hungry,to suffer. He wants stability,comfort,and most of all security. A thing that long ago was robbed of him.

See you can't say shit about my man without having many reasons why he's not.

Could he be evil,nasty,and dowright fucking cruel? Oh you bet your ass he could. But does he enjoy it? Not really. He takes no pleasure unless it's out of necessity or you're considered an enemy.

He is no different than a hungry hunter. Trying to find his next meal or the next place of dwelling. Until he finds his true place of being and achieves a stable life.

Like ffs people it's right fucking there fine print and that still,STILL GOES OVER YOUR HEADS!

Like y'all who don't understand nuanced villains WANT him to be stereotypical,y'all want him to be easy to pinpoint. Because that means you dont get to critique your beloved "Heroic" characters. And use your brains,and critically think that maybe,just fucking maybe. Your nice dudes were wrong for once.

In mortal kombats world (if you can call it that because the world building sucks)

It's kill or be killed. Morality be damned. Shang tsung found that out long ago. Hiding behind morals in a world that could care less than about you. Gods that only see you as food,throw away entertainment,etc.

He may have respect for someone who despite all that crap,has some moral backbone. But isn't blind to the truth,it's survival. Dont be a pushover boot licking lapdog. As long as you don't hide behind your self righteousness and "goody goody" attitude. He'll respect that you have a noble heart. In fact,that may make him actually enjoy your company. But dont be a condescending jackass about your morals. And he'll be fine.

Shang tsung is just playing the game that the world is built upon. The rules,the gods,the empires,have made. And plays them well into his advantage.

And y'all pissed he plays it better than you. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

That my dears is a truly well done villain,antagonist,and just a beautifully complex character.

That's how you do or are supposed to do shang tsung. Period.

*slams hand down on table and leaves*

🔥💯🔥

[slashingdisneypasta]

Foxy Coltrane x Crazy!Reader || Headcanons

Topic: Foxy with an S/O who hates Otis.

Warnings: Hating on Otis, curses, threats, smuttiness (Specifically meaning talk of cum, penis, and um... volume+proximity to other people)... look, its Driftwood-Coltrane fanfiction. Its not gonna be clean.

For as long as you've known this family, which is pretty much as long as you've been friends with Foxy (He brought you home his next time visiting them. He said you're crazy and you'll fit right in- which you do XD )- you have h a t e d Otis.

He brushed you the wrong way immediately when one of the first things he said near you was putting Foxy down (Someone you really like. Someone you genuinely just click with. Someone who later becomes more then a friend). You tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, I mean brothers do mess with each other right?

But goddamnit. The more you tried to look for a redeeming quality in this piece-of-crap man, the less you liked him. He was just gross. He's gross, and cranky, and god d a m n i t, those r a n t s. Just shut up! You're not as smart as you think! No one is listening to you. You're the boss of no one!

Anyway, so your stance on Otis has been pretty steady since the beginning. You god along great with everyone else, cuz like Foxy said you a r e crazy, so they loved you and they didn't put you off at all. You could even have a good time with them when Otis was there, you just didn't really interact with him.

As for Otis' own feelings... well, Otis doesn't like anyone (Except maybe Baby. And he clearly has a soft spot for Mama Firefly too otherwise he would never have come down to dinner in the first movie and brought... whoever was in that jar for her. I cant clearly hear the name.). So he pretty much disliked you from the beginning too. Took one look at you, rolled his eyes and moved on.

Foxy... is a big fan of your distaste for his brother honestly XD Like, you like him more??? Really??? Hell yes. He is fucken better.

And every time that you snap at Otis (Whether it be because he said something rude towards your favourite person, Foxy, or just cuz he was getting on your nerves by... you know... existing- ), Foxy just has this shit-eating grin on his face and he'll keep you safe if Otis decides to lash out and try to hurt you for it. He'll aim a loaded shot gun right at his brother and mean it. And Otis will see that he means it.

(Sure, he may not intend to actually kill Otis like you might enjoy, just wound him, but uh- being shot is gonna hurt like a bitch no matter where the wound is)

It turns him on, too. Like goddamn- the moment you grit your teeth and growl or even spit at Otis- Foxy feels himself getting as hard as rock. The first few times this happens, he doesn't both you about it. He's a grown man, he can handle this. And by 'handle this', i do not mean jerk off. I mean he'll just, sort of, adjust his jeans and live with it until he stops being turned on and it softens up again?? He ignores it, basically. Yes, he will have a yucky creamy mess in his underwear (Or? Just his jeans?? I don't know if these men would wear underwear. They stinky) but eh he can live it. He's gross, you must know this.

One day either you notice it (I mean how can you not? I bet you good money Foxy's pretty large, bigger than Otis and thats saying something, and that would create a thick indentation in his pants 😅😅😅), or Foxy draws your attention to it (Having decided that, yeah. He does wanna fuck his friend. Lets give this a try and see if you're into it), and welllllllllll~

That begins your more then friends thing with Foxy XD

And oh! Yes. You can bet your bottom dollar you are extra loud when Foxy's fucking you in the Firefly house. You dont give a fuck if most of the family hears, they don't care themselves (Mama Firefly is probably just like 'Oh good for sweet Winnie~ ^^ ~', Baby rolls her eyes like 'Ugh, i'm trynna watch a fricken movie here!', Spaulding is at work, Tiny figures someone's having a tantrum upstairs which is pretty standard, RJ just leaves like 'fuck this i'd rather be outside anyway', and Grandpa... 😂😂 sorry but Grandpa probably cheers you on- )- you just want Otis to know how good Foxy is in every single aspect. Its a low blow, but hell if you care?? Otis is a bastard.

Foxy thinks your craziness is amusing and adorable, and he's so chuffed that the one you're crazy for is him.

You're also super affectionate with Foxy when Otis is around. I mean, you're normally affectionate with Foxy (How could you not be?? Look at him! Tell me you don't wanna give him kisses and hug him) because he's great, but it definitely hits different when Otis' (self imposed) lonely ass is around to see it. No one wants worship him, do they?? Nope.

Like, you're all over him like some kind of obsessed love-struck freak (And, again, who could blame you? look at him-). Running your hands up his sides or over his chest (Dipping under his shirts sometimes), your lips on is jaw or giving him a very deep very obscene tongue-kiss, sitting sideways his lap so you can still see him and have intimate whisper-little talks with him (And kicking Otis if you're close enough 😅😅), sucking slow and wet hickeys into his neck while he watches his old movies, etc.

Again- Foxy does not mind at all 😂😅😅 He loves it actually. He doesn't move to stop you at all. In fact, if he brings Otis around you (Which he loves to do on purpose, because he loves to see how protective and loving you get about him when you see Otis with him) he will apologise. Like 'Sorry, sweetheart... couldn't get a sitter on such short notice. Its not my fault y'cant schedule your booty calls better, sweet thing... he'll jack off in the bushes or something.'.

You are totally willing to brawl with Otis if you it comes to it!! If he keeps insulting Foxy, or you, or just reach your limit- you have lunged at him before and Foxy has had to catch you, throw you over his shoulder and walk off like 'nope you, crazy pants, are the best fuck i've had in a while; you're not gettin' yourself killed that easy on my watch'.

Otis... Otis is not much more disturbed or pissed by your attitudes towards him then he is by everyone else's annoying little Things that he hates. He's not bothered, basically (Cuz uh, being annoyed and cranky are his default settings), and that pisses you off more.

... but hey. At least Foxy feels good ^^

[bawawawawaguitarsolofuckyeah]

Look I really want Adam to still be present in season 2 because like- his history with Lucifer, Lilith, and Eve (Roo) is something we HAVE to explore.

Lucifer literally bagged BOTH of Adam's wives. One created equally to him (whom i bet he did love, because she was all he had), and another who was specifically made FOR him (whom i really believe he loved with all his heart) to reproduce and fill the earth.

If Hazbin Hotel is gonna follow the Bible story, Adam and Eve had to leave the garden and fought to survive. Working and fending for themselves against a world now cursed with sin and suffering. All they had were each other (bro did adam know eve and lucifer fucked?), and when they had their sons, one killed the other and the one who lived was banished by God.

They multiplied and multiplied and Adam + Eve had to witness the cruelty and madness their own bloodline inflicted against one another. The pain, the bloodshed, the apathy, all of it.

Of course, there were moments of wonder, discovery, and love. Times that Adam would hold dearly in his heart. I know he loves unconditionally, because he was made to do so. He's a family man, a husband, a father. He's the original dick. And i think all those magical moments were what made watching humanity fall deeper and deeper hurt even more.

If lucifer is ashamed and heartbroken from what humans did with free will, i do think adam also is ashamed and heartbroken. Because (technically) they are all his children. And he led the fucking exterminations. Did he choose to? Or was this a punishment? Both? (Do you think he had to kill cain?-)

But lucifer's situation is much more sadder because he never got to witness the good and the beauty of what came out from free will. His will to dream crushed, just as his heart was when he was banished from the very place he called home. His punishment for dreaming was to be the king of the very people who abused the free will he gave to them.

At least adam got to see the amazing discoveries humans found, the creations they invented, and the goodness that was left inside people. And got to stay in heaven.

Lilith- look we really dont have much info about her, even Eve. Lilith being made equal to Adam- does that mean she is as tough as him? As dominant as him? Something something third option? Was she a good mother? Good wife? Why the fuck is she in heaven?

Eve- do you think she's eaten by guilt, feeling at fault for how far humanity fell? Because of her foolish decision? Or did she embrace it? Owned the evilness she let into earth?

Adam, Lucifer, Lilith, and Eve. I NEED to know more. Adam is already such an interesting complicated douchebag lovable crass character that you love and hate at the same time. Lucifer, a sad tragic loving complex depressed goofy father that loves his daughter (and wife?) More than anything. Im excited to see what kind of characters Lilith and Eve will be.

[tarthole]

thoughts on bride of reanimator:

-they gave my boy a gun lets go

-giving a heart to someone is definitely not gay

-A DEAD HEAD A NO-BODY

-fucking hill why is he back

-WHY IS HERBERT SO BAD AT SNEAKING AROUND I BET THE WHOLE HOSPITAL KNOWS HE STEALS BODIES

-why is cain flirting with the patient (herb is so jealous)

-the lil eye finger thing was so cute

-also upgraded house nice

-DONT LET THE LITTLE HEAD RULE THE BIG HEAD EXCUSE ME HERBERT WHO TAUGHT YOU THIS LANGUAGE

-while franscesa or whatever her name is and cain were busy fucking ma boi herb made a hand and a foot connected wow thats called productivity

-why did he tickle the foot

-why did the foot arm thing attack him and why is he losing to it

-HES A WIFEBEATER DAN USE THE GUN

-dan gets conveniently naked during the fight scene hmmm

-first a cat now a dog can animals stop dying for gods sake

-THE DOG GOT AN ARM THATS AN UPGRADE

-there is nothing straight about saying your better off without her herbert im sorry

-herbert is so silly when sneaking around body parts

-yay they made a woman

-i love this movie series when herb loudly proclaims something like I MADE HER and BY GOD THEYRE USING TOOLS. i eat that shit up

-BLASHPHEMY? BEFORE WHAT GOD? that monologue was fire, love you herbie fr

-also hill upgraded from talking head to flying head

-THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING OVER DAN

-herbert is so proud of his creation its adorable also he talks about it like he and dan are the gay dads of the creation lol like our girl is superior ok

-i swear herbert curses every one of dans girlfriends

-my boy is quick with the glock slay

-my boy also has to "die" in the end of every movie this man cannot catch a break

[witchbugs]

hello beloved mutuals u’ll never guess what character this post is about. to celebrate the episode betty’s ten year anniversary of existence here is a annotation of sorts (?) of my betty playlist (<- talking to empty audience) warning this makes increasingly less sense

starting off strong with betty (a little bit of madness) by half shy !!!!! we dont appreciate this song enough THERE IS A SONG ABT HER !!!!!! BY SOMEONE WHO WROTE MUSIC FOR THE SHOW :3 dont even have to say anything abt this one

THE MOON WILL SING BY THE CRANE WIVES. ITS THE. THE I COULD HAVE BEEN ANYONE ELSE. I SPENT SO MUCH TIME DEDICATED TO SIMON IM NOT SURE THERES EVEN ANY ME LEFT ANYMORE. shaking like a rabid dog do we get the vision

the deal by mitski !! this one is just sooo betty fusing with golb ok trust me

& by tally hall!! this one is solely for the outro tbh 😭 BIG BAD BETTY OF THE POCALYPSE, SHE OPENS HER LIPS AND IT GOES LIKE THIS ‼️🔥🔥

I BET ON LOSING DOGS BY MITSKI. GODDD THIS IS THE ONE THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST. III BET ON LOSING DOGSS, I KNOW THEYRE LOSING AND I PAY FOR MY PLACE BY THE RING. simon/ice king ok. are we seeing the vision. and dont even get me STARTEDDD on i always want u when im finally fine… ITS THE WAY SIMON WAS INSANE AND WHEN HE WAS FINALLY HIMSELF AGAIN SHE WAS GONE. EATING GLASS. and FINALLY the SOMEONE TO WATCH ME DIE. GODDDD.

curses by the crane wives! I JUST THINK IT FITS OK :3 the devils after both of ussss OUGHGUH

no eyed girl by lemon demon, gonna be so real idk how to explain this one. we’re just vibing

i’m your man by mitski. yes theres a lot of mitski. this is on my petrigrof playlist as well and i think it could be from either pov tbh. LIKE the first verse is betty i think and the second is simon’s suicidal ass in fionna and cake

running up that hill (a deal with god) by kate bush :3 this ones just OBVIOUSSS id make a deal with god… GET HIM TO SWAP OUR PLACES…..

my girlfriend is a witch by october country ! just for sillies. magic betty ily forever and ever

love, me normally by will wood! dont know how to explain this one either tbh bc will wood lyrics scramble my brain but in a pleasant way. idk i just think shes full of autism and also magic insanity

sick of losing soulmates by dodie! OUGHGHG. another more petrigrof centered one but mannn . I CAN FINALLY SEE UR AS FUCKED UP AS ME SO HOW DO WE WIN. I WONT TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER. lighting myself on fire

death thrice dawn by the scary jokes! ngl i dont remember adding this one but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ tossing this verse at u

wife by mitski!!!! is this a stretch. idc idc. ur home to mee if i am not urs what am iiii

goodbye, my danish sweetheart by mitski !! guhh magic betty and “i’m sure that uve seen what its done to my heart” and “im not the girl i ought to be” and “you can tell them what u saw in me and not the way i am” ☹️ ANDDD could we just be what we’re meant to be, im just about to beg u pleaseew ☹️💔

i guess by mitski GODDDD so proud of her for moving on and idk learning to pass the bechdel test i GUESS but im GOINJ TO EAT FIBERGLASS

ANDDD THATS THE END !!! FOR NOW !!! there will be more songs on this playlist later :3 if u read this ily and i will probably do this w/ my petrigrof playlist at some point :3

[spoopydooblr]

My King Will Be Kind Chapter 10 / Kendall Roy x OC

an: ummmmmmmm dont hate me i love you all sorry its been so long ://////////// but alas. THE TAILGATE PARTY! and yeah, its a long one. and YEAH there's some angst...

tw: cursing, lukas being creepy per usual, a wee bit of angst

The next morning, Kendall got on a flight back to New York while Stella stayed in Los Angeles for a few meetings. Her pilot was done and she was going to meet with her literary agent. The Delirium cast also wanted to get together for "Friendsgiving", but it was really just a photo op with food. Not that she didn't love a photo op, but the hot topic at this year's feast was surely going to be Stella's new relationship.

Most of the cast, including Stella, was relatively unknown before the show aired, so when one of them was in the news, it was always talked about. Her costar went on a date with Gigi Hadid once six months ago and everyone still talked about it. Now Stella was dating a billionaire and entrenched in his infamous, fucked up family.

Especially if Ken and Roman got the company...

Now that she was with Kendall, she really never needed to work again. They both knew that. But work was fun and Stella yearned to have her own success.

Unfortunately, that meant attending Delirium Friendsgiving.  And about a hundred questions regarding Kendall.  The worst part was, everyone knew she had been developing and writing a show, yet no one asked about it.  

"How did you even meet?"

"I bet he has a giant dick."

"Did he buy you those earrings?  I've never seen you wear Cartier."

She tried to answer honestly, because that was the best policy, right?

It was a little weird to be the center of attention, but Stella couldn't help her blush every time someone asked her a question about Kendall.  Then there were the five shots she had taken.

"So, like, what's the endgame?"  A costar's boyfriend asked her.

Stella froze.  She had never let herself think of the future with Kendall because it didn't seem like there would be one.  Sure, it was fun and they had a good time together, but would they really last?  They laughed about their wedding, but did he actually plan on getting remarried one day?

But they were in love.  

Love so sweet it made her stomach turn.

It wasn't just a relationship she could get over.  He was going to be on her mind forever, driving her crazy.  

After a lull in the conversation, Stella mumbled and excuse and ran to the bathroom.

Kendall picked up on the second ring.  "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, uh, I just wanted to hear your voice."

Kendall smiled, and she can hear that through the phone.  "How's your friend giving?"

"Friendsgiving."  She corrected him.  "And it's good.  I miss you."

"I miss you too, baby.  I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah."  She pauses, "I love you."  The alcohol she had been drinking that night was definitely kicking in.  Tears were threatening to fall.

"Are you, uh, okay?"  Kendall laughed knowingly.  "Are you drunk, honey?"

"God, I'm so sorry!  I'm so dumb. I--"

Kendall chuckled.  "It's alright."

"Someone asked me what our endgame was and it freaked me out."

"What the fuck is that?"

"Right!? So dumb."

"No, like actually.  What is that?"

"Oh."  She laughed.  "It's like our future."

"Why are you scared about our future?"

"I don't know..ugh...I'm just fucking drunk."

"Well, when I talk about the big wedding I'm being serious, you know that, right?"

She blushed.  "I know."

"Whatever you want, okay?"

"I know, Ken."

"The endgame is good, you got it?  Fuckin, uh, to the moon."

Stella laughed.  "I love you."

"I love you too.  See you tomorrow."

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The next morning Stella was hungover as fuck, slumped over in her seat on the semi-private. 

Even with her designer sunglasses on (thanks, Kendall) it was still way too bright.  Thankfully it wasn't a full flight and Kendall insisted on semi-private travel, but when she landed, Stella only had four hours to get ready for the Tailgate Party.

Delirium Friendsgiving just had to be the night before the election.

Kendall had to laugh when she showed up at the penthouse in sweats and sunglasses, still wearing makeup from the night before.

"How was your night?"

Stella reluctantly pulled her sunglasses off.  "Fun, but tiring."  She wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing in his scent.  It was getting hard to be without him and she didn't know what to think.

"The glam squad is here."  He pulled away, chuckling at her disheveled appearance.  Stella looked behind him, noticing that they were definitely not alone.  

"I guess I should probably get ready." She turned, "Fuck."

"What?"

"I totally did not bring an outfit." Stella started to panic.  It was at least twenty minutes on the subway to her place and then twenty minutes back--

"Well, good, because I got you one."

"Of course you did." Though she was disappointed in herself for not planning ahead, whatever Kendall got her was definitely nicer than whatever Zara pantsuit she had in her closet. 

"I need to shower, too."

Kendall raised his eyebrows at her.  

"We have less than four hours, Kendall.  Absolutely not."

He leaned in.  "I'll just have to eat your fucking pussy in the limo again, I guess."

"Rude!"  She gasped.  Pushing past him and to the shower.

"You'll miss me."

Four hours later, they were all glammed-out, driving through Manhattan in a fancy black SUV.  Stella kind of expected some oral, but Kendall insisted on explaining the ins and outs of who was attending the party.

"And then there's Matsson."  He grumbled, running his hand down her thigh.  "He's the fuck that's trying to buy us out.  The GoJo guy."

"Oh.  Is he definitely coming?" Stella could barely picture his face.  She remembered seeing him on Twitter.  Matsson was some hot Swedish guy with a tech app.

"No, but I just have this fucking...feeling."  Kendall looked out the window.  "He always seems to show up where he's not wanted."

"And you said Shiv and him are kind of close?"

"Yeah." He breathed.  "I don't know the details.  They're like, fucking or something."

"Didn't you say she was pregnant?"

"Me and Rome think so.  She hasn't been drinking and something is off and the whole fuckfest with Tom..."  He looked up at Stella, who was frowning.

"I'm sorry your family is like this."

"I know.  Me too.  But like, uh, we're the Roy's, so."

"I get it."

"And you know as much as I'd love for you to be on my arm all night, I have some fucking, uh, business to do."

"I know."  She ran her hand down his arm.  "I'll make some friends.  Maybe I'll hang out with Greg."

"Oh, God, please don't.  That guy's a fucking leech."

Stella laughed, "Isn't he family?"

"Unfortunately."

She was quiet for a second.  "Speaking of..."  she slid her hand over his. "My mom wants to meet you.  And my brother."

Kendall's stress seemed to melt away at her statement.  "They do?"

"Yeah, I mean, my mom's having Christmas in Westchester next month and my brother is bringing his husband."  She smiled.  "My family's quite small but it'll be fun."

"And they want me to come?"

Stella's grip tightened on his hand.  "Yeah, Ken.  They're obviously a little confused, but they want to meet you."

The last time he had Christmas with normal people was when he was dating Rava, but Kendall didn't share that with her.

He didn't really know what to say.  "Wow, Stell--"

"I know you probably have some Waystar party or family thing, but if you wanted a low-key Christmas, Westchester is available."

"I don't know what to say."  Kendall gave her that toothy smile she loved so much.  "It sounds amazing."  He kissed her sweetly, "With the shitshow that is the sibs right now, I doubt we'll be doing anything for Christmas."

"So it's a yes?"

"Tentative.  I'll text Jess."

"Of course."  Stella laughed, but she was relieved Kendall didn't laugh at the concept of the Holidays with non-famous people.

They were silent for a few minutes, listening to the rap Kendall always had on in the car.  Stella swore she could hear her heart beating.  The car slowed to a stop at a fancy high rise apartment building.  There were a few other cars around them, all with important-looking people stepping out.  

"You ready?"  Kendall asked, but her answer didn't matter.

She nodded, but spoke, "I still feel unprepared."

He grabbed her face gently and gave her a reassuring kiss.  "It'll be good, Stell.  Trust me."

Kendall got out first and held out his hand, as if she was making her grand entrance.  In reality, there were only like four photographers, which really didn't bother Stella at all.  It was a good launch.  Not too hard, not too soft.

Cameras flashed around them, but Kendall kept his grip on her hand.  He pulled her into the building as fast as he could, but obviously, pictures would be on the internet anyway.

"Well I guess you're my real boyfriend now."  She said, following him to the elevator.

"Welcome to the good life."  

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"Oh, good, you're here."  Roman said to Kendall, then looked to Stella.  "And so are you."  He faked a smile.  "Playing trophy wife tonight, are we?"

"Nice to see you Roman."

"I'm not gonna lie."  He said, "You've lasted longer than I thought.  Weathered the Daddy Death Storm."

Shiv stood next to him.  "Glad you're here.  It's become a little bit of a sausage fest."  She gave Stella a side hug.

Kendall smiled at her.  He knew how much his siblings' approval meant.  That being said, Stella knew the sibs needed their space. 

"I'm going to get a drink.  I'll see you later?"  She said to Kendall.

"Yeah, uh, when things quiet down I'll find you."  He kissed her.  "I love you."

Stella blushed, knowing Kendall's siblings were right there and were listening.

"I love you too."

Stella walked off, looking around for a waiter.  Though she was hungover, a drink was necessary to get through a night like this.  Sure, she could mingle, but could she impress some of the most powerful people in the city?  Her plan was to lie low and try to find Willa or, admittedly, Greg.  They were easy to talk to and their opinions didn't matter.  She didn't want to say the wrong thing to somebody important and fuck something up for Kendall.  

Luckily for Stella, Willa found her first.

"Stella!" She called from the couch, beckoning for her to come.

It was a relief knowing someone at the party actually wanted to talk to her.

"Hey!" Willa gave her a big hug.  "I was hoping you would be here tonight."

"Really?"

"Yeah.  It's nice having another...non-Roy...here."

"I get it.  It's overwhelming."

"How have you been?"  They sat together on the couch with their drinks.  "I wasn't sure if you'd be back after the wedding."

"No!  Your wedding was gorgeous, I was so happy to be there."

"We appreciated you staying."  She leaned in. "Don't say anything.  But Con was crushed."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"I wanted to say,"  Willa gave her a reassuring smile, like the older sister Stella never had.  "We're in this together.  Everything you're going through, I had to do too.  This family is hard.  You're just lucky you didn't have to meet Logan."

Stella smiled back.  "Thanks, Willa.  I really appreciate that."

"I'm also really impressed with your work.  Have you ever thought about going into theater?"

Stella was a bit confused, but remembered Kendall's warnings about Willa and her play.  "Uh, I never really--"

"Everybody. Welcome one and all!"  Tom's voice squeaked into the penthouse.  "Uh, Ken, take it away."

Stella giggled at how little autonomy Tom had at his own party, in his own apartment.

"Thanks, Tom. Thank you.  Okay, welcome, everybody."  His voice boomed through the space, unlike Tom.  He had told Stella he was going to do a "small toast" at the beginning, but honestly she didn't know what Kendall's definition of small was. "All right. Who we got here? Who we got here?"

"Carly Flight.  Oh, shit.  All right, okay. The Pod Goddess.  Everybody watch out for her.  Careful what you say."  He earned a laugh from the room.  Stella was kind of starstruck that Carly Flight was there.  She used to listen to her podcast when she was driving back and forth to Delirium shoots.

Kendall continued.  "Larry, Mary. Lovely. Lovely to see you guys. Uh, who else is here? Who's here? Len. Len giveth and Len taketh away."  The crowd laughed again.  Stella's heart swelled with pride.  That was her boyfriend.  

"Watch out for Len. Uh, my guy, Nate Sofrelli, saw the polls this morning and moonwalked here."  Nate Sofrelli...that was a hot button name for the family, if Stella remembered correctly.  Ex-lover of Shiv and obvious enemy of Tom, but Ken had to shmooze with him big time that night.

"Our best to Gil and Jimenez."  Kendall laughed.  There was a beat before he cleared his throat.  "Uh, we have another special guest in attendance,"  He looked around the room before his eyes landed on Stella.  "My uh, very amazing girlfriend Stella is here."  The room quieted as everyone looked at her.  "Yes, you probably recognize her.  Delirium is up for a Golden Globe, right?"  There were murmurs around her.  Stella blushed, unable to look anywhere but to Kendall.  She raised her glass and nodded.  What else could she do?

"She's helped me get my head on straight these last few months, because, uh, it's our... it's our first tailgate party without the big guy.  But, uh, we're still gonna live it up.  As always, kettle corn, over there,"  He pointed to a bag of kettle corn with a few American flags sticking out.  "Will be shipped to whoever is closest to tomorrow's electoral count.  And, uh... Yeah, this is a tough one.  But, uh, we're all gonna stay sane, and we're all gonna stay friends.  Yeah?  Thanks to my sis for hosting."  He raised his glass to her.

The crowd erupted in cheers for Shiv, who raised her glass back to Kendall.

"We didn't know what to do this year.  Um...you know...we watch history. We make history, and then one day, we become it.  So, can I just... I'd like to ask you all for a moment of silence, if we could, in memory."  He bowed his head.  

Stella didn't necessarily feel comfortable sharing a moment of silence for the man that was Logan Roy, but she kept her mouth shut.  She didn't have to, though, because the door to the penthouse was thrown open, revealing a group of European-looking people.  Leading the pack was a tall, attractive blonde man wearing a golden tracksuit.  

Kendall faltered a bit, clearly thrown off by the presence of GoJo.  He recovered, putting on a fake, welcoming smile. "Uh, it's okay.  Hey, man.  So, VIP in the house.  Mr. Matsson, how are you?  Welcome."

They traded a few quips back and forth, but Kendall got control of the situation quickly and ended the toast.  Stella watched him stomp away, the Sibs on his toes.

Connor appeared, taking a seat next to Willa.  "Roman just offered me ambassadorship to drop out of the race."

"What?"  Willa looked shocked.  "You can't drop out."

"I told him that the UN is more my speed."  He looked at Stella and grinned.  The man was truly delusional.  

It made sense to her, though.  Mencken was Rome's candidate, and the ConHeads were taking votes away.  

"I think you should squeeze Rome for all he's got."  Stella said.  Not that she wanted Connor Roy anywhere near the UN, but watching Roman sweat and Mencken lose would be everything to her.  

"I think you're right."  Willa said.  "Ask for more, Con."

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Stella left Willa and Connor to talk more about his ambassadorship.  Maybe she could strike up a conversation with Carly Flight if she was able to get close enough.  She weaved her way through groups of people, getting more than a few glances.  Though it was Shiv's apartment, Stella kind of felt like the queen.  

Yelling from downstairs peaked her interest.  It sounded kind of like Greg, but he was...chanting?  A frustrated woman with dark brown curls stomped up the stairs.  Stella recognized her as one of Matsson's minions. The woman pushed past the crowd to the balcony, Kendall following her.  Stella felt an anxious pit in her stomach.  Her cheeks reddened a bit with jealousy.  Why was Kendall chasing after an attractive foreign girl?

Stella shook it off, but Kendall definitely followed the woman to the balcony alone.  Of course, it was probably business-related, but she couldn't help but worry.  Though she loved him, he had a habit of going towards shiny new things.  

Her half-drunken thoughts started to spiral when she heard her name being chanted like before.

"STELLA!  STELLA!  STELLA!"  She looked down the stairs to see Greg and Matsson sitting with some other men.  Shiv was right, it really was a sausage fest.

"Uh, hi?"  Stella crept down the stairs, giving the group a nervous smile.  Matsson had watched her descend from the stairs and now had looked her up and down.

"Kendall has good taste."  His Swedish accent pierced her eardrums.

"Excuse me?"  She something inside of her snapped.

"And she bites?"  He pretended to growl.  "Come sit."

The thought of Kendall and the GoJo woman flashed in her mind.

"Okay."  She said.  The only available seat was next to Matsson.

He turned to her and held out his vape.  Stella smirked, revealing her own.  She stuck it in her mouth and sucked for maybe a little too long.  Matsson eyed her every move.

"I've seen you before."  He said.  "Delirium fan edits do numbers on my app."

"They do."  There were millions of Delirium fancams and edits on GoJo.

"You watch them?"  Lukas moved closer to her.  "You like to watch yourself?"

"Maybe.  I think I'm quite good at my job."

"I think you are too.  But I think,"  he turned to his minion, "I think you could do better."

She raised her eyebrows at him.

"We're working on a streaming service--once we get Waystar."  

Greg started to speak, but Lukas cut him off.  "I think you could be a fucking star."

Stella bit her lip.  It was a little much, but she kind of liked it.  "You think so?"  She obviously was shitting him, but still, he fascinated her a bit.

"I do."

There were footsteps behind him and he moved away from Stella at the sound.  

"Oh, um, hello.  What the fuck kind of crossover is this?"  Shiv asked.  It was a weird group, for sure.  

"Hey! There she is!"  Matsson exclaimed.

"Hey."

"Welcome to the kid's table!"  He motioned to everyone.  

"Can I, uh, talk to you for a second?"

 "Oh, yeah. Is it time to up the periscopes?"

"Um, yeah."

"Sorry to break up the brains trust." 

Matsson nodded, then looked to Stella.  "My people will be in touch."

"Your people? Lukas what the fuck?"  Shiv said, dragging him behind her.

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Eventually Stella was sitting with Connor, Willa, Lukas, and the GoJo woman, who introduced herself as Ebba.

Lukas was getting more intoxicated, and with Ebba clearly upset with him, he sat next to Stella.  

It wasn't exactly her ideal seating arrangement.  

"Hey superstar."  He slurred.  "How'd Kendall Roy land someone like you, huh?"

"Lukas."  Ebba scolded.  

"I mean, everyone wants to know, right?"  Lukas said, his voice getting louder.  "You didn't meet on Raya, did you?"

Stella stared him down.  

"Or is it like a sugarbaby thing?  I'd be into that, for sure."

"It's not--"

"Well it's definitely his billions of dollars, but what else?"

"Maybe because he doesn't wear ugly tracksuits and last season's Nikes."  She spat at him.

"Again with the bite!"  He said.  "I like that."

"I'm sure you do."

"I know you think he's the future."  Matsson whispered.  "He's not."

"He is."  Stella insisted.

"You think once I claim the throne I can get the queen, too?"  Lukas leaned closer to her, staring at Ebba across the room.  

Stella inhaled.  A long time ago she swore to never let guys like him get to her.  

"You fucking wish."

"I do."  He turned his gaze to Stella, "You find me attractive, don't you?"

"Lukas!" Ebba shouted.  

"I think you're a douche."

"Ah, that's not what I asked."

She didn't think of a response before Roman interrupted and started to berate Connor.

"Everyone in this room thinks you're a fսcking joke."  He yelled, "So tell your "wife" to shut the fսck up, cover her shoulders, and pack a fսcking bag for Oman, okay?"

Kendall appeared behind him, putting his hands on Roman's shoulders.  "Rome. Rome."

Roman shook him off, glaring at Connor. Connor exclaimed that Willa was the only one who believed in him and he was going to continue to run.  

"You got my vote, a hundred percent, if I could vote."  Matsson laughed.  

Connor and Willa stormed off, leaving Stella and Matsson on the couch.  She immediately got up and walked to Kendall's side.  He glared at Matsson. 

"Hey." 

"Hey."  She smiled.  "How did everything go?"

"Uh, fucking, not sure."  Kendall laughed.  "I think good."

"Good." It was so nice to have him there, finally.

"How was your night?"

"Um."  She looked at Lukas.  His advances did kind of ruin her night.  

"We had a great time, right Stell?"  Lukas said, raising his vape.

Kendall's jaw tightened at the nickname.  

Stella rolled her eyes at Matsson.  "I'll tell you about it later, Ken."

Kendall tried to protest, but was interrupted by Lukas, who complained about New York.  They traded sarcastic comments, drawing a small crowd of onlookers.  Everyone wanted to get a piece of the action. 

"But you, man. Your numbers. Exploding, right? Like, literally unbelievable."

"Well, thank you. Thank you. And congrats to you as well, 'cause I hear your numbers are gay."

"My numbers are... are what?"

"Gay."

They retorted more, but ended up hugging.  Seeing Kendall hug the man who had been harassing her all night was the last straw.  

That was it for Stella.  She excused herself and kept walking, even when Kendall called after her.  It was just too fucking much.  She was drunk and high and hungover and wanted to go home.  Lukas was creepy and Kendall was only in business-mode.  Willa and Connor had left and Greg was bragging about firing Waystar staff.  People were offering up ambassadorship like it was candy.  Life was not supposed to be like that.  

She walked out of the building and caught a taxi, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone.  For the first time that night, she checked her phone.  

Of course there were thousands of notifications, all about her entrance to the party with Kendall.  They were official now, according to the media.

Great.

[uwabbittuwabbit]

in my head these r what miyazaki ghibli pairings map onto what motogp ships:

-rosquez are obviously howl and sophie, which i go more into depth into here. its also important that sophie and howl get into the fight about howl's hair, because sophie ultimately does go back, puts on her business face etc. i think the timeline would work out like, they get into that big argument whatever its about but marc goes back, vale tries to make up for it with the ring and beautifying marc's clothes and eventually the house in the mountains but during that time its like their relationship is completely frozen even though they're living in the same house...marc considers moving out to live with alex etc. just becomes older with his withdrawal because of the curse. And then vale moves the castle to marc's old home. sophie is also like very much obligated to her family as the oldest daughter (which is why she stays in the hat shop) which is very marc! he wants to make his people happy...Also don't tell me fuck ass bob vale DOESN'T scream young howl to you. say it to my face. u can't.

-enea/casey are san and ashitaka from princess mononoke. just imagine the "im going to cut ur throat/ur beautiful" scene with them...i dont think casey necessarily gets cured from the illness that he gets from the corrupted forest god it just becomes part of him, so its no longer killing him after the forest god's head is returned but still ails him. hes from a super far secret civilization and cant go back after being banished (kind of like how u can't fade into obscurity after rising to fame). rides an antelope looking thing and is so so noble. enea is feral and living with the wolves. hates humans. but when this stranger comes and gets shot in his name he can't help but feel something other than that hatred he has felt all of his life. chews casey's food for him and delivers it mouth to mouth when he's too weak to eat...the same mouth that spat out the poisoned blood around the mother wolf's bullet wound. etc.

-cele/bezz r sosuke and ponyo, but they also have the potential to be kiki(bezz) and tombo(cele) and sheeta(cele) and pazu(bezz)...to me cele is sosuke, the weird kid who lives in the house on a hill (alone), signals ships at night just to talk to somebody and flies maritime flags. likes to fix stuff, has a tiny little dinky car. works as a daycare science teacher taking the kids on trips to catch bugs and frogs but also helps out at the nursing home next door, fixing the wheelchairs of the residents and like taking them out for fresh air while the kids tag along. thats summer though and in the winter he helps out at the dock and on fishing boats. he would love you if you were a worm, in short. bezz's misadventures get him stuck in a jar (he could cry he's so embarrassed) but cele finds him when testing his newest like little motorized toy boat prototype he wants to show the kids and bezz IMMEDIATELY falls in love, it's crazy. you bet he licked the blood off of cele's gashed finger just like that. is absolutely INDULGING in the attention he gets when cele brings him in for Show And Tell/Storytime and explains in his pondering voice how he found bezz. gets sloshed on that forbidden magic juice right after getting plopped back home and runs on giant fucking waves as cele commutes home to impress him. all cele feels is like, mild concern like damn do i have to detour home? i would have known if there was some major meteorological event coming my way. when the curly haired stranger with an earnest smile shows up at his home and engulfs him in a hug, he meets it with the same bewilderment but because bezz feels familiar. consequentially is not very impressed or surprised about bezz being a fish loool. i was just picturing the thumbnail of this video the entire time i wrote this and that's literally their whole vibe. that's bezz in cele's tub right there. this post is getting away from me more than it already is so ill like do a quick preface of the other premises...bezz is a witch and his familiar is rubik...flies away to a big city and meets cele with his homemade flying contraptions...gets tattoed for the first time by some random artist in the woods...becomes depressed...can't fly anymore...cele is the last member of a royal family and falls from the sky after being held on an airship, with bezz as the one to catch him...bezz has always wanted adventure because his father was one of the few people to have ever seen the fabled castle in the sky...wants to take his chances with cele...cele's billowing curls and tragic eyes...all bezz wants to do is make him happy...all cele wants is to go home.

-luca/pecco as haku and chihiro from spirited away. their whole vibe is childhood friends that grew apart and then rekindled imo. when they meet in the spirit world luca introduces himself as maro and to pecco he seems familiar; you how it was on a playground when you were young and you knew everything about someone except for their name? so maro it is, and he takes pecco's hand when he cries about his roommates (pecco's in college and ended up in an abandoned places exploration group with them) being turned into pigs and is panicking about not being able to go home and is generally a mess and tells him to get up from where he's been curled up into a ball and run with him to the bathhouse where he gets a job and becomes just pecco, no francesco because his name gets taken away. life is pretty tough for pecco at first and he's very lonely while luca is away doing missions for the boss, which is most of the time. hes also very insecure and fears luca leaving him because he's not good enough. but he puts his head down and slowly earns respect from his peers. starts standing up for himself and becoming more confident, and eventually has his standout moment for completely cleansing a polluted spirit. luca (a river spirit) fell in love with pecco when he fell into him and wasn't able to swim. even though that was very much an embarrassing moment what made it worse were pecco's flailing attempts to keep his head above water, but that was what endeared him to luca. it was his stupidly stubborn will to keep his nose to the grindstone even when it filled his mouth with water and got him nowhere. that is how a river thinks, and luca could never forget pecco's lanky straggling form as he struggled up the banks of the river, wretched and alive but triumphant for doing so.

[professormaximoff]

Wanda x Pregnant!Reader

My gorgeous baby

Warnings: mmm pretty much just sex so if you dont like that please scroll

Your pregnant and your wife seems to love every aspect of your pregnant body

Pls request anything if i am comfortable i will most likely do the request :)

“Wanda I’m coming!” You whine. You feel the intense orgasm wash over you like pure bliss. It had been your 3rd orgasm of the night as you were starting to doze off. Wanda on the other hand can’t get enough, seeing your messy hair and fucked out face turned her on immensely. Her eyes raked down your body and they immediately stopped at your tits.

“Oh my baby.” You hear Wanda say. “Look at your boobs, so swollen and leaking for me.” You look down to see your breast milk dripping down the side. Wanda leaning down to lick the milk that has already fallen.

“Wanda, no.” You say with a sigh as she leaves a kiss on your nipple.

“Why not though? I can make them feel so good, I promise baby.” She tells you with a smirk.

“You dont think it's weird?” You say a bit insecure.

“It's only milk.” She says plainly. Wanda leans up to give you a tiny kiss on your lips before saying, “If you feel uncomfortable we can stop, okay?” You give her a simple nod allowing her to continue. “God you're so pretty baby I just want to eat you.” Wanda takes one of your breasts into her mouth soothing your nipple with her tongue.

“Ahhh Wanda please.” You say gripping her hair.

“Am I Hurting you baby?” She asks, pulling away from you slightly.

“No, it feels so good, please don't stop.” you plead. Wanda takes your nipple back into her mouth letting your milk flow into it. She groans at the sweet taste of your milk. Her tongue swirls around your nipple causing arousal to pool in between your legs again. You desperately try to grind against Wanda's thigh to get some friction, causing her to press her thigh closer to you.

“You’re such a desperate baby.” She teases before bringing one of hands in between your legs. She slips two fingers in pumping them at a steady pace. “Look at you sweetheart, taking me so well.” She says before latching onto your other breast and repeating the same actions as before. As she does that her fingers start to get faster making it very clear for you to hear your juices and her fingers smacking.

“Wanda shit-” You huff, “I’m already so close.” You whine. Wanda unlatches from your nipple with a pop, before licking her lips and saying.

“Yeh? I bet you are, I can feel your warm pussy clenching around me baby.” She says smugly. Wanda kisses ur breasts, then moving to kiss in between them. Wanda's fingers continue their penetration and her thumb lazily rubs your clit. Lowering her head more to kiss your stretch marks that had formed as your stomach grew. “God I still can't get over how beautiful you are.” She looks up to you with your head thrown back and hands clutching the red sheets. She tries to finish you by kissing and giving your clit kitten licks. “Come on baby cum.” She purs.

“I'm coming Wanda- God im coming.” You let out a string of moans and curse words with one hand now tangled in Wanda's hair. Wanda takes your free hand to hold it before coming up to bring you into a passionate kiss. You moan into the kiss, scratching her scalp and ending your kiss with a couple feather light kisses. The two of you stay quiet for a second staring, completely enamored with each other.

“Wanna take a bath together?” Wanda asks, breaking the silence, you shake your head. “No?”

“No, I want to lay here with you.” You smile at her and bring her to lay next to, you. “Hold me, we can bathe in the morning before work, plus you go in late tomorrow.” You way with a smirk.

“What you want to continue this again in the morning?” She asks.

“Mmm maybe.” You say shrugging. Wanda gives you a tiny peck before bringing you into her arms.

“I can’t wait till our baby is here, they are gonna have the best mommy ever.” She says in an adoring tone.

“Best mama too.” You snuggle into her.

“I love you.” She whispers softly while she strokes your hair.

“I love you too, forever.”