#i got the exact polar complete opposite

[isa-ah]

have there been any official statements on totks timeline bc it sure seems like it's a creation all its own with very little tie in with established mythos at all

[sanjisblackasswife]

Can u pleaseeee do a part 2 to the nanami cam girl fanfiction 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

Part 1 Of Nanami x Cam!Girl Reader Here

Blk!Fem Reader in Mind

CW: Pervert Nanami, Nanami with a voice kink, Idk. Smut fr w some plot.

“Sssshit, yes baby….” Nanami’s voice growled from the back of his throat, his legs beginning to rise as his body tenses for a moment. His groans echoed through his empty apartment, only thing luminating his room was the lights of the city and his phone in his hand.

He threw his head back to land on the headboard, mind feeling a little fuzzy. This orgasm definitely drained him way more than any this week.

Maybe because this particular video he was using to get off was his and only for him.

“I um…i hope that was good for you Mr. Nanami.” She spoke breathlessly holding up the camera above her face as she laid on the fluffy pillows on her bed, eyes were dilated, cheeks flushed despite her skin tone, strands of hair on her forehead. She must have overworked herself this time. She did cum more than usual, as requested of him. “I never came that much, I almost feel embarrassed i couldn’t last as long as I should of.”

“You did amazing, sweetheart.” Nanami thought as she began to ramble a bit….per requested. Her voice was almost the equivalent to an angel through his ears. So soft, feminine and gentle.

Almost the polar opposite of her whiney, loud, slutty voice when she moans his name.

“I never gotten a um…private suggestion and you’ve been…so sweet with your donations I actually was able to get a new camera for it so of course I had to show you!”

“I noticed.” He thought, a faint smirk arising on his face.

“As promised though please do not share this video or post on any other platforms. Please.”

Nanami clicked off the video to give a long sign of relief. Her voice was too cute;

“Please.”

His thoughts still going a mile a minute, “Maybe next time she can beg to cum for me.”

Shaking his head to clear some of his perverted ideas he got up to take a quick shower and put on some new sheets. He actually tired himself out tonight, but he still couldn’t completely fall asleep.

He was tired yes, but everytime he shut his eyes they fluttered back up.

Tossing and turning on his bed he reached for his phone again, maybe another rewatch?

The shame nanami felt watching the streamer was now completely gone, he only watched her anyways and something about her voice always helped him not only get off, but fall asleep.

He remembers hearing a very….perverted conversation with Geto and Gojo about listening to sexual audios when they are too sleepy to watch a video, but too awake to fall asleep.

…It was 7am and honestly Nanami tried to ignore it, but Gojo was so damn loud.

With a moment before reconsidering he reached for his airpods and phone off the dresser again and scrolled through her videos.

This one. This video where she first moaned his first name was soothing

….to him.

Laying on his back, gently allowing the weight of his lids to fall shut he turned up the volume of his phone and just listened to her.

He replayed the video so much he almost can invision what she was doing in the exact moment she was speaking.

Nanami had no intention to touch himself again, just to simply hear her, but how naive of him to think he can listen to the wet sounds of her cunt and her soft moans and NOT have a body reaction.

He felt himself get hard, palming his shaft he rubbed it through his boxers, face getting red from the lewd thoughts he imagined from the video.

Nanami invisioned him on top of her, throwing her pretty thick leg on his shoulder, kissing her ankle to distract her from the full feeling of his tip and a few inches of shaft pushing its way inside her. When she moaned Nanami’s name he imagined that’s exactly how she’d sound the moment he bottomed out.

Without noticing his hand was down his boxers moving his fist at the same pace she was fingering herself.

Nanami wasn’t the type to make A LOT of noise when hes self pleasuring. He’s more vocal when with a woman, but his thoughts almost felt like reality he started to speak to himself as if she was there.

“Goooood good girl, sweetheart. Keep your eyes on me…yesss fuck—-so good taking me in like this….”

He never really got off to just audio before, but somehow with his eyes shut he felt more sensitive and it wasn’t long until he felt close again, but he tried to hold on until til she was as well.

“C’mon baby…just like that cum with me. Yes fuck—-“

It probably would seem embarrassing to see such a big strong man whimpering in his bed alone at the thought of fucking a girl he doesn’t even know, but fuck it he did not care. It felt too good to him

It wasn’t too long until he made another mess. Sucking his teeth he just grumbled to himself knowing he needs to grab a towel, but before he does that, he moves over the table in his phone and clicks “New Message”.

While still coming down from his high, Nanami sends another $200 donation and private message to the pretty streamer stating;

“How much would it be for a private phone call?”

[peanutbubba]

Bepo and Chopper with reader who really likes their fur

Platonic, featuring other Heart Pirates and Straw Hats, drabble

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Bepo

Bepo, who really likes how you like his fur! When you first joined The Heart Pirates you were so curious about Bepo, the polar bear mink immediately interested you.

Penguin and Shachi who are honestly pretty jealous. No way they got outplayed by that mink without even being played. It should be them not him!!

Everyday you gush and fush over how cute Bepo is, Bepo always blushing and thanking you for your compliments. Bepo usually gets told that his fur is really itchy, and gross, so when you say the exact opposite he’s literally so giddy. You like his fur?? You think it’s soft? Oh he could just crush you in his arms! But not actually…

Law doesn’t really care, or so he says… He loves Bepo, don’t get him wrong, but his fur is kinda dirty at times so when he sees you so casually rub on it even though it's gross… yeah, no. Shower. Immediately. For both of you. This germaphobe literally can not handle the fact that you would touch Bepo when he’s all wet or dirty, absolutely not!

If it gets in the way of duties then Law is pretty quick to call it out, but usually it doesn’t considering that Bepo has a good grasp of when it’s time to be co-captain again.

Bepo also loves when you pet his fur or ruffle it in a respectful way, his eyes sparkling with joy. Will nuzzle into you or your hand, the petting just feels good.

You’re Bepo’s designated groomer now as well, Bepo usually does a good job grooming himself but he does have hard to reach places like his back so you usually help him. It makes the entire crew’s lives easier because now shedded, itchy, polar bear fur isn’t everywhere.

TonyTony Chopper

Chopper, who is like super duper scared of you at first. Why are you chasing him?! He didn’t do anything!

He probably thinks you’re chasing him because you think he’s food, like how Luffy chased him when they first met.

Speaking of Luffy, he probably thinks you guys are playing a game and joins you. He either starts chasing Chopper which makes him run even more, or he starts chasing you so Chopper just ends up getting away.

When you finally get your hands on him and just hug him, or compliment how soft his fur is, suddenly he’s doing a complete 180.

“Whatt, just because you say nice things doesn’t mean I’m going to like you dummy!” A chummy smile and blush on his cheeks.

Please stop chasing him though. Just ask if you want to touch his fur again, he’ll most likely say yes if he’s not busy.

Clings around you during missions, so you touch his fur a lot usually. Like, how Chopper and Law were together for a while, or how Chopper acts with Zoro. On top of your head, or on your face, or in your arms.

Also he’s terrified, please save him. Will fight if he has too, but like one look at how you fight with someone else… You’re a monster! Absolutely beast! Chopper’s your number one supporter, cheering for you while you fight. This doesn’t mean he’s weak, he’s strong, he’d just rather not fight.

Kinda sees you like a parent/older sibling. He really admires you along with Usopp, like you’re literally his hero.

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Guys please, I literally love Bepo so much. I need to be his friend, I need like a plushie of him to hug every night 😭

Anyway, hoped you enjoyed! Pea’s out!

[fairycheol]

enhypen as boyfriends

이희승

Heeseung is the type of boyfriend who likes to playfully flirt with you in public just to get a reaction out of you. It’s a habit he’s had since before you started dating.

But with his teasing comes his never ending urge to protect and take care of you, doesn’t matter if it’s pulling you to the inside of a sidewalk, tying your shoes for you, and making sure you are eating regularly.

And trust if he finds out you’ve skipped a meal, he’s sitting you down and personally hand feeding you everything.

Arguments between you two rarely occur and when they do happen it’s usually over something small, like forgetting to text him good morning or give him a kiss goodbye.

This man is so dramatic he once ignored you for an entire week because you mistook one of Jake’s hoodies as his (｡-_-｡)

All in all he just wants you to be happy with him, and he’s willing to do pretty much anything to make sure you feel that way.

박종성

Jay I think is more of a silent lover. He’s not screaming “I love you!” in your face 24/7 like some of the other members, but that doesn’t necessarily mean his love for you is any less.

He prefers showing his love for you by putting his black card to use no matter how much it may annoy you. Jay’s rich tho, so he has no problem dropping 1k dollars for you when he wants.

And while the expensive bouquet of flowers and fancy restaurant dates are nice, Jay also knows how to plan a more relaxed dinner date.

He’ll put his cooking skills to use and make a cute little picnic just for you, complete with activities like painting or stargazing.

You also didn’t hear this from me but, Jay is an extreme cuddlier. I’m talking straight up will put you in a chokehold just to keep you from getting up and leaving him in the freezing cold.

Kind of want my own silent lover Jay now ☹️

심재윤

Oh lord where do i even begin with Jake.

I guess i’ll start off by saying that he loves showing you off. I’m talking will go up to random strangers in a 7/11 to say things like,

“this is my girlfriend? isnt she so pretty?” and then he proceeds to get upset if the person agrees or says nothing at all like okay 💀

Then you have to yell at him for drawing to much attention to you when you have on disney pajama pants and the first sweater you could find from off your dirty floor, but he still insists you look great.

Apart from that he’s not afraid of being affectionate in public, he’ll hug you, hold your hand, and kiss you at any given moment. He still knows when to keep a respectable amount of distance between you two, especially if you begin to show signs of discomfort.

This man would be so in love it’s actually sickening, he stares at you like you made the universe. (cue Niki dramatically gagging in the background)

박성훈

The two of you are either polar opposite’s or the exact same in terms of personality but otherwise, star-crossed lovers. That’s exactly what you guys are.

Sunghoon I think is a perfect combination of what Jay and Jake are as boyfriends. He’s quiet but can get really loud with his affection whenever he wants.

Café dates are a must. He enjoys the peacefulness of sitting together drinking coffee and talking about how you’re both feeling.

I get the feeling his favorite form of physical affection is hugging you, getting to feel the warmth from your body and the way you nuzzle into his neck makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

He’ll never admit this to you but he loves being woken up with kisses onto the moles that decorate his pale skin. He’s faked being asleep at least 10 times just to get some kisses and bask in the warmth of it all.

김선우

Sunoo is probably the most energetic lover out of all the enhypen members. Nothing and i mean absolutely nothing can stop him from letting it be known just how happy he is to have you in his life.

He loves any and all kinds of dates, baking dates? loves it. stay at home dates? he’s got snacks ready. fancy dates? oh he’s going ALL OUT.

Taking pictures of the two of you is another favorite of his. His camera roll is 90% just you. He tears up a little when he has to make room for camera storage cause he wants to cherish your memories together on his phone.

I think he’s also very big on keeping you well fed. He’s always making trips to the store and buying your favorite snacks so you never run out.

Physical affection is another big thing for him, he wants you to feel his love not just through his words and actions but quite literally through his body too.

He’s a perfect boyfriend.

양정원

Jungwon, Jungwon, Jungwon, our lovely leader is def a shy lover. He’s quiet but his actions speak a lot louder than words.

He basks in the warmth of your love and affection. He’s exactly like a cat, YOU kind of have to do all the work but it’s honestly not as bad as it sounds.

He lives for dates in the park, getting to walk around and find a good place to set up your picnic makes him very happy for some reason.

And trust me when i say he has fallen asleep on your lap a good number of times, but he can’t help it! he just gets all warm and happy around you.

I do think because of his leader instincts he’s very protective of you. One time you scraped your knee at the park and my guy was running around almost in tears ready to fight the pebble you tripped on.

He eventually calmed down enough to get some bandaids from a near by store and fix you up. He insisted on carrying you all the way home and was some how successful on doing so.

西村 力

He’s your concert/trip buddy. You two will go anywhere and everywhere together it kind of annoys the members but hey, young love.

He once spotted you at one of their tour stops in the U.S. and he almost lost his mind. Fans got suspicious as to why he began to pay so much attention to the section you were sitting in.

Niki likes to facetime you at random parts of the day just to annoy you, jkjk he does it cause he wants to talk with you. Being around the hyungs for so long makes him miss you and feel lonely but he’ll never admit that.

He more often then not will sneak you into the practice room to show off his dancing and will ask for your opinion afterwards.

It’s mandatory that you give him a kiss everytime he does something good or else he gets upset 😠

All in all he’s just happy to have someone to call his home away from home.

[chokochip27]

genshin characters learning that you can fight (part 1)

| alhaitham, zhongli

part two

warning: blood, violence, reader is visionless and can be the polar opposite of the character (you share some similarities, of course), genshin charas may be ooc

ALHAITHAM

although the two of you were admittedly polar opposites, it was exactly that contradiction that made him fall in love with you.

to alhaitham, you were capable and trustworthy. you are not a scholar, you are a librarian and a normal citizen in sumeru. you help people with their stuff, travel through far distances safely and giving easy suggestions and solutions to problems that are hard to solve for others.

it's not like you can keep up with everything that he can do, considering that he has a mind that not everyone can easily understand, you are sometimes confused at the words that leave his mouth. but to him, that was completely fine. you were very eager to learn despite not being a scholar. and you knew that even if people had different ways of thinking, it was exciting to understand the thoughts behind it.

unlike him, you were considerate, always thinking of the people around you, how they would feel in a situation if you do something—no matter who you were with—a stranger, an acquaintance, a close friend—you treated everyone with kindness and decency.

you were also quiet. maybe that was the similarity you shared with him. you're not the type of quiet that isn't confident to speak, but you were just quiet because you didn't speak when it wasn't necessary.

you are also very gentle with the way you speak, you always spoke softly that people would mistaken you as weak and delicate.

in spite of the fact that your manners were demure and tranquil, you did not avoid people. in fact, you enjoy other people's company, but you're the type to listen to them.

to alhaitham, you were serene. you are a comfort he never knew he needed in his life. so when the two of you got together, the love he had for you got softer, still deep nonetheless.

instead of bringing blossoming butterflies and explosions in his stomach, instead of giving him wild blushes that would reach from his chest up until his ears—you made him feel warm and comforted. your existence alone to him was comfort.

alhaitham wanted to know everything about you. and probably because of that eagerness to know that he actually knows you better than you know yourself.

"haitham, it is rare for you to come to aaru village."

you were here because you are currently working on building a library in the village, so that the people in the desert can access to more books. he missed you, so he headed here. he did not know the exact location you were in and asked questions to the people he knew here. and since he already stayed here during the operation of saving lord kusanali, the people gladly helped him and he was able to reach you quickly.

a sporadic upturn imprinted on his lips as he gazed at you softly. he reached out, cupping your cheek and tilting his head slightly to meet your gentle eyes.

"certainly. but, you are here."

you simply smiled. "i am flattered that my lover has gone here just to see me," you said, leaning your head to alhaitham's chest. you breathed out, feeling the tiredness seeping in your veins to disappear at the mere contact with him. you felt his hand caressing your head and his free arm wrapping around your waist.

alhaitham leaned his cheek on top of your head and pecked your temple. "tired?"

"yes, but it's nothing that i can't handle. thank you."

"i see. why don't we go outside and get some fresh air?"

"great idea, let's go."

the two of you went outside and walked through the soft sands of the desert. alhaitham held your hand the entire time while you had your arm encircled on his. the little walk was quiet yet comforting. there was no awkwardness or tension at all. the two of you are not the type to converse that much and each others' presence were only needed to know that you love one another.

but all of that was disrupted by a scream.

"HELP!!!"

you and alhaitham were startled. without hesitation, you ran to the source with alhaitham obediently following you and guarding you in case that someone ambushed from behind.

you ran and in sight, there was a group of eremites. there were twelve people, ganging up on a single person. you were about to approach them to alleviate the situation, but alhaitham gripped your arm. you turned to him, worried for the person, but you stiffened after seeing the glare on his eyes.

"do not ever rush in. i'll handle it."

as soon as he said that, his sword went flying towards the eremites. he controlled it with his vision, making it seem like a boomerang. it hit the five eremites that were close to the person who was being hurt for no reason. they collapsed, earning the attention of the other eremites.

"who's there?!"

"the akademiya?!"

"get him!"

when the remaining eremites rushed to your lover, knowing that he could truly handle this, you calmly went to the person and cut the ropes that she was tied into. "are you alright? are there any injuries that i must take note of?"

the person shook her head. "i'm alright... j-just some gashes on my arms and legs."

"do not underestimate gashes, young lady." you tore a portion of the long skirt that you were wearing (it was clean, you made sure of it before going out) and wrapped it around the wounds that were visible to your eyes. "depending on the severity of those, you might have to get them stitched. you wouldn't want that, no? being stitched is painful," you told her.

the lady laughed at your tone. "i wouldn't... thank you for coming to my help."

you chuckled and shook your head. "i didn't do anything, after all, it was my lover who—" you were cut off by seeing the horrified look on her face. you inclined your head in confusion at her reaction and turned at the source of the shadow dawning before you. you turned, only to see a blade aimed to your head.

"miss!"

alhaitham heard the call and gritted his teeth to see you being confronted by an eremite. he kicked down one of his enemies and ran the fastest as he has ever been to reach you. "(y/n)!"

even though to the two—to alhaitham and to the person you were helping, that you were about to die—but to you, you were going to be fine.

it has been a while, you simply thought.

without a moment of hesitation, you reached for the small dagger sitting quietly on your thigh and sliced the outer skin of the eremite's whole arm with such intensity and accuracy. the eremite let out a scream of pain, however you stood unfazed and composed. you slid on the sand and kicked the eremite's legs, causing them to fall with a groan.

you saw another eremite approaching closely, they seemed startled at your stunt, so you took that advantage to run over them and elbow them in the face. you threw your dagger to the other eremite's blade that was coming up behind you and jabbed them on the front of their neck using your heel.

you didn't feel gazes of bloodlust anymore, so you stretched your arms carefreely in the middle of battle and thought that there weren't threats anymore.

you yawned out of exhaustion and lack of sleep. i haven't moved like that in a while, so it really is tiring, you thought.

"(y/n)!" you turned to the exclaim of your lover and were startled to feel arms wrapped around you. you tried to return his gesture, but before you could do, his hands were on your shoulder, and you could see could feel the slight shake in his body. you blinked at the unfamiliar expression on his face.

why does he look so scared...?

"be careful next time... you shouldn't have rushed in to help so quickly."

you nodded and patted his hand. "i will. thank you, haitham. and i'm sorry."

he pursed his lips and shook his head. "you... don't have to apologize. i'm just glad you're alright." he frowned. "i'm sorry for not being able to protect you."

you continued patting his hands. "don't apologize, haitham. it was my choice to get in the middle of the fight, so i will take responsibility for it. it's not your fault."

alhaitham let out a shaky sigh and nodded at your words. "alright." he backed away, but still held your hands in fear that you would disappear at any moment.

he could still remember everything that you did and he could only stand there in shock.

he thought he knew everything about you, but never did you mention or show skills that you could fight. you handled those eremites without a vision with such ease and effortlessness. he thought that you could never make him feel so erratic about love, but he admits that his heart beat wildly at the sight of you fighting against eremites like that. he could even feel his face heating up at the moment your gentle eyes glinted dangerously at your enemies with unbreakable focus.

he watched from behind as you helped out the injured lady and covered his face that was painted with a volatile color of pink, the scenes of you fighting against the eremites repeating in his head again and again.

he wished that you would never get into harm's way again, but at the same time, he secretly wishes that he can see you fight like that again.

"haitham? are you alright? are you not coming with us?"

"no. i'll be there."

his heart was still thumping loudly on his chest.

it was so different from the usual you that was so soft and tranquil.

he wanted to see that unexpected side of yours once more.

extra:

"where did you learn how to fight like that?"

"my father was a mercenary and i love watching him train at home back then, so he taught me along the way."

"father was a mercenary? i never would have thought... why did you never tell me though?"

"you're a genius, haitham, so i thought you knew."

"i didn't. you and your father never made it seem it like you knew how to fight like that."

"really?"

"yes. when we get home, please tell me more about yourself, so that i am prepared."

"prepared...? for what exactly?"

"my heart."

"???"

ZHONGLI

you are very much like zhongli, a chatterbox. but a more optimistic and cheerful version. you have a way of making other people comfortable. the atmosphere around you was extremely approachable and people wouldn't hesitate to talk to you simply because your company is easygoing to be with.

you have a way of telling stories. you use sound effects way too much and you make gestures with either your hands and arms. it was so funny and interesting to look and listen to you because your happiness was way too contagious.

if zhongli was polite, elegant, serious, and regal, you were the complete opposite of that.

you were a happy-go-lucky person and admittedly loud, but not in an irritating way. in fact that way you were loud brought joy to others. you laughed and smiled a lot, you talked a lot and you are quite the weird person, but that doesn't mean you were immature. you just knew how to have fun in life. that was your motto, 'for life to be as laidback and happy as possible'.

and probably, you know how to be serious when needed. probably.

zhongli didn't know when, but you easily made a way to his heart. just one moment, he was taking note of all of your habits. he was watching you all the time and his gaze followed you every single time you were close. to him, you were an enigma that he couldn't predict nor read. yet you were so endearing and loveable at the same time.

you worked as a deliverywoman. it actually suited you because of your jolly personality. you always greeted customers with enthusiasm and treated them as if you have been friends for a very long time. zhongli knew this since there are a lot of times that he comes with you during his free time.

you have been together for two years. yet there was never a time where zhongli hasn't seen you frown or be in a mood where you are sad. whenever you two are together in private, you are still the chatterbox and happy person he knew, just a little softer than the usual.

he was actually worried that you didn't express your sadness, but you told him to not worry as you told him that you don't remember the last time you have been sad. you were the type to always look at the bright side. he was glad that you aren't exhausted from being like that every single day.

from the thousands of years that he has been living in teyvat, he has never met someone like you. it may be an exaggeration, but he was telling the truth. and he was extremely glad to meet you. not to mention, to be together with you, entwined as lovers was an eternal bliss to him that he wouldn't trade for anything in the world. no contract would be able to break it.

today, the two of you were walking in guyun stone forest to delivery a package coming from a strange address. you told zhongli about this and he was worried since he didn't know if there were actual houses in guyun. because of this, he came with you.

"whoa! i've heard of stories from you, love, but i didn't expect guyun to be this... cool and so... wham!" your eyes were sparkling in excitement, causing your lover to smile affectionately. "although..." he hummed and pointed all his attention to you. "...it's swarming with monsters, haha!" you exclaimed, laughing at the hilichurls and ruin guards in the place. you even saw some abyss mages on top of the mountain.

zhongli chuckled. normally people would be scared, wouldn't they? you really are such an enigma. he wrapped his arm around your waist and told you, "indeed, so you have to stay close to me at all times."

"i will be protected by the god of contracts himself! my, what an honor!" you joked, poking his cheek. zhongli only chuckled more and leaned closer to you.

"what does the address say?"

"well... i actually wouldn't know since it only says at the corner of guyun." you sweatdropped and crossed your arms with a pout. "to whoever sent this, if this is a prank, i'll bonk you! there are so many corners yet you weren't specific at all! i love my job, but i would be having a date with my lover if weren't for this, you know!" you declared, your words only making your partner laugh.

you were ranting and your usually vigilant lover was going along with your antics, so you two didn't notice the large lawachurl approaching from behind.

zhongli heard the footsteps, wrapped his arm around you and immediately summoned his shield to protect the two of you. the lawachurl's fist stopped midair and you were left flabbergasted at the exchange, but you snapped out of your daze and jerked your head towards zhongli. his amber eyes were glowing a bright gold, yet you still couldn't help but be concerned for him.

under his protection, you cupped his cheek, asking in alarm, "li! are you alright?"

he blinked at your concern and smiled. "of course. why would you ask that, my beloved?"

you breathed out in relief and shook your head. "it's nothing..." you assured him and gripped his clothes tightly. you looked around, gulping at the swarm of lawachurls surrounding the two of you. can li really handle this...? you glanced at zhongli who was holding dominance over the lawachurl in front of him. i know he's a god, but... you sighed shakily at the number of ruin guards approaching you two. there are so many of them.

if only i could help him and lessen his burden... your eyes caught sight of an old great sword coincidentally laying on the ground. oh, speak of the devil, you thought and crouched down to hold it.

"(y/n), i will handle this, so please stay here." before he could even get your response, your figure ran past him.

zhongli has never felt so much fear in his life.

his heart dropped as he yelled your name, "(y/n)!"

he gritted his teeth and was about to chase after you, but he was stumped, stupefied beyond belief at what he saw.

you just sliced a lawachurl into half.

he stood there, stopped in his tracks as he watched you continue to evade the attacks of the monsters and cut their limbs, you effortlessly swung the claymore at them and defeat them in the blink of an eye. you were similar to him in a way. defeating opponents without even batting an eye.

as you fought, you were still wearing the smile he loves so much. the difference is the feeling behind it. unlike your normal smile that was filled with joy everyday, your smile right now was calm and confident as if you completely knew what you were doing and you weren't going to lose anytime soon.

a god like him has witnessed all sorts of phenomenon and events in this world, but never would he have thought to see his beloved partner—not to mention, you did not have a vision—defeating monsters so easily. you were just using pure strength to fight the lawachurls.

how come he didn't know anything about this? how come you never told him that you could fight this gallantly and professionally?

his mouth separated, gaze shimmering as he watched you in complete awe.

you didn't even need his help. your strength even rivaled those to who have visions, maybe you were even more powerful. that's how strong you were.

and that's exactly why he was just standing there. he was so enamored with you. he didn't even notice the slight blush that was covering his cheeks and the love swirling in his eyes.

why do you constantly do things that surprise him?

"li!" you called him, breaking him out of his bafflement. you grinned, throwing the package away and lifting the claymore easily with one hand. "come on! we gotta finish this, right?"

his eyes fluttered in confusion, but he quickly smiled and summoned his polearm.

"i suppose you're right."

he has fallen for you all over again.

extra:

"how in the archons' names were you able to do all of those things?"

"hm? didn't i mention that i was a former pirate, li?

"you mentioned that, yes, but... i thought you were responsible for cooking food."

"yeah! that's true! ohhh, i think i forgot to mention that i sometimes substituted for captain beidou if she had things to do! i've been friends with her for so long after all, so i eventually learned how to fight like boom, whack, fwam, too!"

"you never told me that..."

"awww, sorry! stop pouting at me like that! uwah—you're so cute!"

"you're cuter. and don't do such reckless things next time."

"yes, my lord!"

note: sorry, i just love characters that have a certain duality in them! like y'know, they change according to the situation and they're like a different person? holy moly, that's so hot. anyways, i hope you all enjoyed this! part two will be ayato and kazuha. idk when will i be able to write it, but hopefully, i can write it shortly after this. have a great day!

[bogleech]

Ok but I have seen you talk about this so many times, even referencing it in your old cartoons, so I gotta ask - when and how did you fall in love with neopets, like that?

Wait, is it that obscure now? I didn't know a single person from its inception to roughly 2010 who didn't have a neopets account. It was the single biggest gaming-esque name on the internet for years. Celebrities casually mentioned playing it, it got mainstream marketing tie-ins, it had plush toys people waited in line to buy up and a TCG made by the same company as Magic the Gathering. It's not that I especially "fell in love with neopets" like it's a niche thing but that there was a time it was almost outselling Pokemon, so it's just another huge cultural phenomenon that was a big part of everyone's lives during my teens to twenties, and hits my special interest in creature design since it has THOUSANDS (beyond the pets alone) ranging in quality from extremely creative to just plain heinous. I personally only got invested in it when they introduced the mutant pets, though, because it started out having almost like a "rule" against making any pets that were "ugly." They'd joke about it as a prank for instance, and originally only featured the mutants as part of a storyline they never intended players to actually adopt. They even had a fake alternate version of the site with fake "adoptions coming soon" and somehow didn't anticipate the userbase genuinely wanting the slime creatures.

The Chia and Aisha were my favorites but mainly the chia because that kind of "scuzzy" creature was already my own design aesthetic, polar opposite of the site's established style and reminded me of if Jeff Goldblum got fused with a tardigrade instead of a fly:

Is that just me? I feel like the tardigrade similarity jumps right out but I think it was an accident and they were possibly actually thinking of the rotting giant from Nausicaa:

The fact that they intended its design to be unlovably ugly and were surprised anyone wanted it only made it more sympathetic. Eventually they made mutants available and I got fully invested into playing, at the time having to spend hours a day on their little flash games until I could afford a mutant after months of labor. But then a couple of years later they just abruptly decided they really didn't feel like having its design around anymore and "updated" it, which back then was automatic for all pets owned by all players with no going back:

It had unfortunately been fairly common that they'd just completely, totally redo a pet like this with no warning and no user poll to make sure it's what anyone wanted. You just had to pray they never did it to your favorites.

All the other mutants in that earlier image would also get completely changed or never released at all. They still kept some of the other "gross" mutants and would make even grosser, so that wasn't even part of the reasoning. Just the random whims of mad gods I guess. I think what killed the game for a lot of people was actually when they did this to basically everyone at once, standardizing almost all the pet artwork so they could wear clothes in their new dressup system. It wasn't as drastic as replacing a sludge guy with some kind of hairy leaf guy but it did eliminate hundreds of technically unique designs from the site, and I found someone else's examples they put together so I thankfully don't have to do it myself:

If anyone's not familiar enough with neopets or didn't figure that out from the last paragraph, the ones on the right are just recolors of the same exact art as all members of their species with added accessories (now wearable items) Players used to work hard to get pets they wanted based on their unique poses and personality, but you could only keep the original art for a small number of these. The customization feature kind of attracted a different new fandom, from what people say, but it never approached a fraction the site's peak, which is probably how the brand wound up getting sold to some NFT bros who aren't even involved in the site itself and supposedly never even spoken to its remaining staff outside some business emails? This is unrelated to the brief period it was bought by scientologists and the siterunners had to fight back against their propaganda leaking into it. I really didn't expect to turn this response into a mini article, I should really just make a thing on bogleech.com about it sometime. Some of my tumblr mutuals to this day are people I met through the neopets fandom and probably have equally lengthy memories/complaints.

[cutielights]

hii!

i read your mikey x twin!reader and i wondered if you could do the same thing with donnie???

thank you and drink some water!!

-🚗

🚗 Anon! Hello again! I’d be happy too!

Tw: none

Mikey’s Version

Donnie + Twin! Reader (platonic obvs)

Being the exact same or polar opposites mostly (for the sake of this I’m saying you guys are similar)

Either route, the sarcasm levels are through the roof

The most autistic turtles in the lair

Feelings? Hot, Cold, Hungry, Tired.

Dr Feelings is your guys’ worst enemy

Constantly trying to out-do each other

It becomes a running gag

Stimming

Picking up on each others stims

Now you also scratch your arms when nervous

Laughing at the completely wrong times (autism W, I do this too)

Refusing to admit you feel emotions

“Are you crying?”

“Maybe you should look at yourself.”

*Cue touching your face, only to be met with strangely wet cheeks.*

Info dumping to each-other

Stuck as the middle children ™️

Carrying stim toys in pockets

Or forcing Leo to carry them in his pouch

He probably already carries them anyway tbh

Being picky eaters

The textures dude mushy food can go burn in hell

Sharing the weighted blanket on movie nights

Thank god it’s big enough for both of you

You had a smaller one, but Raph got tired of you guys arguing over who got it every movie night

So he got a bigger one

Thanks Raphie <3

[clemnchai]

Dealer! Ellie headcannon’s ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

dealer! ellie who’s your polar opposite. everyone was surprised when you two first came out. you’re sweet as honey and shy— outfits always a littlee skimpy. and ellie was… ellie. she loves it tho. loves having arm candy ♡

dealer! ellie who gets genuinely offended when you try to roll your own joints or even smoke without her. she’s such a baby about it. “what the fuck? where’d you get this shit from?” she picks up the tiny baggy with aggravation on her face. “well… you were busy els— and i’ve been stressed! y’cant be mad at me because you neglected me” you say with a small pout. “neglect—? ok ok. you’re not smoking this shit, man. how about this, i roll you a joint with my good shit and we can watch hello kitty island adventure—whatever the fuck and chill, kay?” safe to say ellie takes the ‘pretty girl’ discount seriously ♡

dealer! ellie who always rolls your joints in strawberry papers and bags your weed in cute baggies w hearts ♡

dealer! ellie who called you princess in a teasing way at first but it just…. stuck. ♡

dealer! ellie only lets you do her make up while she’s high as a kite. so now you’re here sitting on her lap putting mascara and eyeliner on her pretty red eyes. “els, stop moving. i’ll mess up” you stop and sit back to look at her while she smokes the last of her joint. “you’re lucky m’ letting you do this— how long does this take again? is this why you take so long to get ready?” you rolled your eyes as she rambled and she playfully pinches ur waist and smoothes her hand over. “done! “ you hand her a small mirror to look at your work. “cute. my lil’ picasso.” leaning in to give you a wet smooch that you dodge. “no kisses, you’ll ruin my work.” she huffs and sits up to effortlessly flip you over so she’s on top of you. you let out a girly squeal at the sudden change in position. “fuck that.” she says n’ then gives you wet, exaggerated kisses all over your pretty, giggly face ♡

dealer! ellie who does things because she knows it makes you nervous. she’ll take your cheeks in between her fingers and shotgun kiss you during the smoke sesh and chuckle at how you look at her w doe eyes:( or she’ll tease you in public— moving her hand a little too close to the warmth in between your thighs and pulling away when she hears your breath stutter. she can be so mean:( ♡

dealer! ellie who listens to 90s rap and r&b. also cannot fuck you without some r&b in the background. “sets the mood” she says. ♡

dealer! ellie who passes you the joint when fucking you:( “yea— yea. shit. you look so fucking good.” she pulls the joints from her mouth and blows the smoke away from your face. the way you cream around her strap makes her head fuzzier than weed could ever. “here— open up bun” she places the joint in between you lips and stares as you inhale— and eventually pull back to turn your head up to exhale. “mmh.” she gives a validating hum and smacks your ass— completely discarding the joint to kiss your red, pouty lips ♡

dealer! ellie who makes stupid jokes and conspiracies while high. “dude…. what do you think would happen if everyone farted at the exact same time. what if the world like— fuckin’— exploded or something.” “ellie.. what?” you cant contain your giggles at the auburn haired girls question. “what?? it’s a genuine question. what if all of our farts created a nuclear bomb. that’s kinda… scary. now i’m getting scared.” she said seriously— as if the made up situation could ever happen. “ellie.. that will never happen and i’m pretty sure your farts alone could create a nuclear bomb.” you joked back and giggled at her offended face. “okay…. you got me.” she’s so silly😭

dealer! ellie who only downloads social media so you can send her memes and things that remind you of her. her only instagram pics are scenery pics and pictures of you ♡

dealer! ellie who loves ass. that’s it. especially loves when you wear short skirts so when you bend down she can see your cute pink panties. sometimes she’ll pull your panties to the side and eat your pussy from the back till your knees are weak:( ♡

dealer! ellie who just loves her girl soo much!! you’ll often catch her staring at you and you get so shy— but all she’s thinking about is how lucky she is to have such a sweet girl like you belong to her and her only ♡

- ˚ʚ♡a ɞ˚

[taleya15]

“The word”

By Taleya. V

No one exactly knows, when Steve and Billy became “Steve and Billy”. But no one has necessarily ever doubted their relationship. Even if they seem like polar opposites, but on the surface. They’re both rocking hot, boys that both know they’re both rocking hot. Everyone in Hawkins knows that, ever since high school, Steve got his posey. Where he was the king of, everyone called him absolutely beautiful. Especially for a Hawkins boy, very few knew of Steve Harrington and Tommy Hagan’s relationship, back then. Well, until they were both caught together making out at Tammy Ts party.

But In Hawkins high, status is everything. So no one seemed to care much about the shocking news that “King Steve” is actually gay. That’s when Billy Hargrove came into the picture. He was completely different, than anyone else in Hawkins. Bright blonde hair, with even brighter blue eyes. His hair was long and curly, in a mullet style that Steve was immediately attracted to. Both boys loved their hair, it was the first thing the boys actually bonded over. Then the boys quickly learned, that have even more in common, then they thought.

It only took a month, before Steve asked Billy to be his boyfriend. It wasn’t a big gesture, that Steve’s used to doing, it was small. Just like Billy wanted. They were in Steve’s living room, about to eat some Pizza when the question came up. In the form of, crappy handwriting on the top of the pizza box. Steve was anxious, too let Billy see the box. But that small smile, and eye roll. Was all Steve needed, to know Billy’s answer. They’ve been dating ever since, but one issue has come about. They’ve never actually said “the word”. They’re both to scared to admit it, not for any other reason, other than that they know once they do, it’ll be to real.

Nether boy has ever done, “real” before. Especially with a man. The closest Steve’s ever been to “real” was Nancy Wheeler, and even then they were both cheating on each other. For months. Until they finally called it quits, but Billy, he’s different. Different than anyone Steve’s ever met before. He’s completely, smitten for the boy. Completely and utterly, in love with him. Billy feels the exact same way, but he is almost convinced that, as soon as he says that word. His father will somehow find out, and beat the living shit out of him. Billy severely hates his father, especially now that Billy can’t say the one thing he’s been dying to tell Steve, since what feels like forever.

Which now leads us to today. The boys are in the famous "Harrington Mansion" as Billy calls it. They're currently cuddling on the couch, Billy is on top of Steve, with his legs on both sides of Steve's hips. One thing Billy will never admit to anyone but Steve is that, he absolutely loves being held. It's a comfort he's long since forgotten about. The only other person, that's ever held him was his mother when he was a child. "Hey." Steve gently calls to his lover. Billy grumbles in reply, wondering why his cuddles were interrupted.

"Have you ever- ya know thought, you'd be doing this?" Billy lifts his head questioning him, "What do you mean?" Steve takes in a breath trying to word this how he wants it to come out. "Well... I guess I mean the whole, cuddling relationship thing? But like seriously, like how we are." Billy seems to pause for a moment before he thinks of his answer. "I mean, no not really. I guess, I thought no one, would ever want to, with me." That answer suprised Steve, he was expecting a "no' but not with a reason why. Especially if Billy thought he was the reason why.

Steve knows this side of Billy very well, and Steve knows if he lifts up, Billy's shirt now, there'd be a bruise that wasn't there before. A bruise only one man was able to leave on him. His dad. Anyone else would've been dead, before they could bruise him. Steve should know, him and Billy had a fight once because Billy thought he was messing around with his little sister Max. He wasn’t of course but still to this day, only one person can ever bruise Billy, and that was his scummy ass father. "Hey, that's not true baby. I mean hell we're doing it. Right?" Billy nods his head and stiffens up.

Billy sits up completely on top of Steve. "Yeah, of course man. Don't worry about it." Oh shit it's worse than I thought. He’s deflecting. Steve begins to think to himself, especially on the best way to fix this. Steve began to sit up, and hold Billy's face gently.

He lets him. Ok, that's a start. Steve thought to himself, before gently kissing Billy's lips. Billy lets him, but he's as stiff as a bored, and doesn't kiss back. Steve when he realizes this, completely stops kissing Billy and backs his head away. "Hey, what's wrong baby? You ok?" Billy just looks down, and doesn't say anything to Steve. "Do you want to talk about it?" That receives a head shake from Billy.

"Just want a distraction." Billy's voice is so small almost like he's closing in on himself with his voice alone. Steve nods his head, then gently kisses Billy's forehead. Then cheeks, then nose, till he gently kisses Billy's lips again. It's soft, it's slow, it's hesitant. It's almost to tell Billy, we can stop. We can still stop if you want to.

Billy seems to get the hint, he leans into Steve more needy like. Like he's begging. Begging to continue, begging to not let this stop. Billy begins to lick at Steve's bottom lip, and Steve being the very giving lover he is, opens his mouth for him. Billy immediately takes advantage of it, invading and sucking on Steve's tongue. Seemingly, it's Billy that's almost in control.

Almost. Both boys are very aware of their roles in this relationship. Yes, it may seem like, Billy would be the dominant role. Hell Steve himself thought that, originally. But on a deeper level, as soon as you know Billy, like really know him. Like Steve does, all Billy wants is to be held, and protected. And Steve, he's always been more than willing to do as such. So when Billy starts to whine, and grind on Steve's dick, who is he to say no?

He does however pull away, only slightly. "Do you want this?" Steve's voice is raspy, and a few octaves lower than it was before. Billy instantly nods, and goes to kiss and suck on Steve's neck before Steve stops him. "Nuh uh, I need words baby boy, you know the rules. Especially if it's like this." Billy pouts at him, but he does what was told, he always will do what Steve says.

"I want this, Steve. I-fuck, I really want this." Steve smirks then, he knew Billy was needy, but that doesn't mean he can't tease him, just a tiny bit. "Baby, you know that's not my name." Billy full on groans and rolls his eyes then. "I want this"- his voice lowers for the last word, almost like a whisper. Like it's a secret, that Billy's never said aloud.

Even though they both know, he's screamed that word on many occasions. "Daddy." Steve's smirk seems to grow bigger at that, but he allows that answer. "Do you know want this here? Or upstairs?" Billy seems almost relieved by that question, realizing they were actually making progress now. "Here, I don't care. I need you." So with that information, Steve begins to gently takeoff Billy's shirt.

Just as he expected, there's a bruise on his right pec, and another on his left side. "Do you want to talk about it, or do you just me to be more careful about them right now?” Billy immediately shook his head, "no, no. Just more careful, please." Steve nods again, before he goes to gently kiss Billy again. This time he lets himself take the lead of the kiss. He gently holds Billy’s face at first. Then he moves his hands lower to his shoulders, until finally he's grabbing Billy's hips, and guiding his movements. It only takes a few minutes, before Billy starts to whimper now. Billy begins to grab at Steve's shirt, and tug at it. Silently demanding the cloth gets taken off. Steve gently pauses the kiss then and removes his blue polo shirt.

Steve begins to lay back, and bring Billy down with him, so there more in a laying down position like before. Steve at first restarts the kiss, then he moves his hands to Billy's front. He grabs at the bulge of Billy's jeans for a moment, just massaging it. Until Billy grows whinny again and attempts to grind himself on Steve's hand. Steve for a second allows the movement until he brings his hand up to Billy's face. Billy looks at it confused for a moment, until he gets the hint and starts licking Steve's hand. Once Steve deems his hand slick enough he pops the button, and undos the zipper of Billy's jeans.

Until finally using his slicked up hand, to give Billy the pleasure he's been demanding of. He starts off slow at first, to get Billy more comfortable. Then once he deems it safe, he actually goes the speed Billy wants. Billy now begins to moan and wither in Steve's embrace. He's not as loud as usual, yet. But that comes in due time of course. Steve continues to jerk Billy off as, he begins to mark and kiss his lover's neck or. Basically anywhere he's able to reach in this position, that's when of course Steve finds the spot. Right behind Billy's ear, Steve begins to suck and bite on that spot until Billy begins to call out. "Oh fuck! Shit, hold on. Fuck I'm going to cum shit!"

Steve now realizing he got a little carried away begins to slow the pace of his hand, until an eventual stop. Completely ruining the chances of Billy being able to finish. Billy immediately begins to grumble and pout, until Steve shoves his fingers in Billy's mouth. Billy seems shocked and frozen for a moment, but sucks on the digits anyway. After a few minutes of letting him, suck on the fingers.

Steve pulls them out gently, and begins to travel them lower on Billy's body. Billy immediately starts to spread his legs even more, and relaxes into Steve. Steve starts gently at first, just gently moving the tip of his pointer finger in. Until Billy starts moving against him again. "Fuck, just do it already. I'm not made of glass."

"Suit yourself." Steve shrugs and smiles as he presses into him all the way with the first finger. That immediately shuts Billy up, and he begins to relax into the pleasure again. Steve begins working at a consistent pace inside Billy, until he feels he's ready to add a second finger. Then a third, and by then Billy's rocking back into them about to beg again. But Steve, he wasn't going to let his boy suffer any longer, and gently removes his fingers out of Billy.

"Oh, come on, really?!?!" Steve chuckles, for a moment, just a moment though. He's also very used to this side of Billy, the needy and stubborn side of him. Steve then gestures down to his own pants, and it's almost a flash moment. Where now Steve is just as undressed as Billy, and Billy is lining up his dick to Billy's ass. Steve gently holds Billy's hips, being very careful of Billy's bruise. Then once Billy is fully seated, they stay there for a moment. It's always needed for the boys to readjust when they're fully connected like this.

Especially if it's been a while, and it has been. Steve's parents were just in town for three weeks, this month and they're not allowed to fuck around at Billy's. They're both way too loud, especially Billy, and they don't think that's a good idea with Billy's idiotic and very homophobic father. After a few minutes of careful movement and monitoring, Billy feels like he can begin to move. He starts by grinding on top of Steve for a moment, then it moves towards actual bouncing. Now that's what really gets him going, he's moaning, he's whimpering, he's fucking talking.

"Oh fuck, oh shit! Fuck daddy please, fuck me please fuck daddy." Fucking hell. Who's Steve to ever, deny Billy? Especially when he talks like that? Steve immediately begins to trust up into Billy. Desperate to get him as close to the edge as Steve now feels.

His thrusts are hard and fast, almost punishing. But both boys love it, Steve immediately takes Billy's dick into his hand and begins to stroke him.

The pace of the rough thrusts, and the pressure on his cock immediately gets Billy right on the brick of an orgasm. "Oh fuck, oh shit! Fuck, please fuck. Let me cum, fuck please daddy please just, fuck please let me cum! Fuck!" "Fuck, yeah. Baby cum, be a good boy and cum for me. There you go baby, good boy." With Steve's permission, Billy came instantly. With Steve not far behind him, filling Billy up to the brim. They take another second, after the come down to kiss and cuddle each other, before eventually going upstairs to shower and clean up.

Once they finish their after care, they head straight to Steve's room, not bothering to wear clothes to bed. Steve begins to gently spoon Billy, being hyper aware of the bruises on his skin. Now from both the pleasure, they both experienced, and the pain Billy has to go through. Billy only allows this pain to continue on, because he knows that if he doesn't get beat. Max will. And that's the last thing Billy has ever wanted. But right now, wrapped in Steve's arms, stealing kisses here and there. It makes it all worth it. The urge to say “the word” hits Billy again. But instead of pushing it down like he usually does, he lets it out.

"Hey Steve."

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"Yeah?" Excitement, and happiness immediately fills Steve's chest. He sits up more so he's looking right at Billy. He feels like he can't breathe when Billy nods in conformation. Steve immediately brings his lips down to Billy's and after every kiss, he repeats the sentence "I love you" back to him.

For now, in this moment. Everything is perfect. It won't be forever, both boys know that. They also know they have to survive Hawkins. Just a little bit longer, then they're out, as soon as there both 18. Then onto bigger and better things that Hawkins can't offer the boys, they'll be free to have more perfect moments. Just like this one. All they have to do, is survive. Just a tiny bit longer. And both boys are more than ok with that, as long as they get to do it together. Nothing else matters.

Author’s note!

Hey! So, I’m so sorry if this is trash y’all. I’m not as used to writing one shots, so again I’m sorry if you don’t like it. Or feel that I released it to late, both I completely understand. BUT if you did like it, YAY I’m glad. Let me know if you want me to do more of these, or just completely give up, lol. Thank you, love y’all!

[undeadorion]

Why do I always end up attaching to the character that fandom is just absolutely determined to misunderstand? Fandom does that to every character to some degree. But inevitably when I get attached to to one, the fandom behaves as if he’s the polar opposite to his canon version. Everyone is welcome to their own interpretations and I don’t expect everyone to have the exact version of the character in their head that I do. But sometimes fandom just goes off the deep end.

Back when I was into Thor was the worst. I had people coming to me directly to accuse me of supporting a bully. Or deciding he was a stupid jock type. Or reducing him to that moment in the diner where he smashed the mug. When in truth he’s a deep and complex character full of love and compassion who was prone to righteous anger at times. Someone willing to sacrifice his own life for people he barely knew to protect them from his younger brother’s tantrum.

And now we have Terzo. Just using that latest reply I got. Where did you get the idea he was a hedonist? Just because someone talks about seeking out or enjoying various pleasures in life doesn’t mean that’s their core deal. If any of the Papas was shown to be a hedonist, it was Secondo. We never saw Terzo partying in Vegas. It’s like people heard his lead up to Monstance Clock and saw him wiggling his hips and just decided that’s all he was. Completely ignoring everything else we’ve been told about him. Ignoring the themes in his arc of music and videos. Forgetting that he was the only Papa forcibly removed from his post. While on stage. Even Secondo, who was basically fired, was given the opportunity to step down and formally hand over the title. But not Terzo.

His themes are all about ambition. About letting go of what’s safe and comfortable. That to fall from the sterile towers you’ve lived in is not damnation, but freedom. The very concept of learning to fly. To gain anything worthwhile you have to be willing to be hurt. There’s conflict and tension everywhere in his stuff.

Just look at the Square Hammer video. There’s a lot of different ways to interpret what’s going on, but there is without a doubt a conflict inherent to Terzo there. Like he notices something is wrong before everyone else, even. Regardless of how you view it, that’s not the depiction of a hedonist.

Even more so, the events in From the Pinnacle to the Pit. A young man is punished for not conforming. He is misled into thinking he will instead be granted some great power, that he is special. But it’s a ruse and he’s not actually in control. He literally falls, sacrificing himself in order to rise and give the power he’d been granted to the people below. It’s obviously a lot of metaphor and symbolism. But like with so many things it’s still indicative of Terzo as a character.

I will never understand the fandom urge to reduce a character down to a trait they don’t even have. They’re flattened down so much they’re one dimensional. Erasing all of the beautiful complexity that makes the character interesting in the first place. Having been given only a sketch of the character, fandom could invent and explore with great freedom and have a beautifully complicated character. Instead they took that sketch and reduced it to nothing but a few incoherent scribbles. And that makes me so very sad.

[sorcerous-caress]

Okay The dryder minthara fic was amazing. Do you have any stray head cannons about dryder minthara you’d like to share if so go feral please.

I have so much to talk about.

Drider Minthara universe headcanons

Okay so in this universe, each companion ended up choosing the "darker path"

Reader is not Tav or durge, they haven't met any of the companions before and don't know them. Only read about them in history books.

The exact time that passed since the events of bg3 is 100 years.

Gale ascended to godhood and used the orb to create a new lawless magic that worked completely different than Mystra's. It knows no bounds or limits, a church was established in his following soon after to teach and make new wizards.

Astarion became a vampire ascended, he is one of the biggest noble influences on Baldur's Gate politics. He has gathered hundreds of spawns and his worshippers and fanatics are only growing.

Shadowheart became the chosen of Shar, her life-span got extended and she ruled over the temple in the underdark. Astarion is not aware of her people's influence on the city but she is very much aware of his.

Wyll became the new official archduke of baldur's gate. Akin to a king as he got handed all the power his father previously wielded. His view on the world being black and white, good and evil, never changed and only grew more zealous. His original ideals of looking into grey areas were left abandoned. Behind the curtains Mizora offered a new contract to extend his lifespan.

Laezel became Vlaakith's silver sword, handing in Voss's head as a gift. The lich queen shared with her a small section of her power that allowed her to surpass her mortal limits. The sight of her red dragon could steer fear in the hearts of many.

No one knows what happened to Karlach, she seemed to just disappear one day. But her name couldn't be found on the list of those who parted this world, so she is very much alive.

Halsin embraced the shadow druid ways, after seeing the horrors of so called civilised cities who turned its head on the poor and weak.

Lastly Minthara. Who went back to her house in the underdark after handing it Orin's head. Who was surprisingly welcomed back. But her loyalty were still called into suspicion as her sisters demanded a trial. Lolth granted them that. Minthara knew Lolth wasn't done playing with her and that it was a trap yet she still went there and became a drider.

The paladin-wizards that attack reader and Minthara inside their nests are followers of Gale! His magic doesn't get suppressed by the sussur tree.

The bloodrose is a real thing in dnd, larian used it in divinity 2 and i thought it would be cool to make it bloom inside a sussur tree since they're polar opposite flowers.

Maybe i am lowkey giving Reader some form of blood magic.

Also yes, the dark Shadowheart here is almost the same as the one in the dark shart concept. Except there was no Tav this time.

[pinkurbanfictionhaven]

3- Fuck Me For Forgiveness

A⃟b⃟e⃟l⃟

Paris, France

Abel's eyes trailed the ass of a passing bottle girl that sashayed past him as he stood with a bottle of liquor in his hands and a lit blunt in his mouth, in the V.I.P section of the club with some of his crew.

Shorty was thick, but her ass was nothing compared to Nicki's that was bouncing back expertly on him as he fucked her relentlessly from the back less than 24 hours ago.

He put her to sleep and left without waking her since he had a flight to catch for his performances in Paris.

Their number one rule was to never stay the night at each other's domain, no matter how late it is or how drunk they are.

They can barely stomach each other when they're in the same room unless they're fucking, so staying the night with each other would just lead to them having a petty argument the next morning.

Their polar opposite personalities always seemed to clash.

Nicki is so animated, brazen, bossy, and defiant and Abel is chill and sensitive, yet dominant, so he liked his women to be submissive which Nicki could never be without a fight.

So after Abel showered, he left there without a trace and headed straight to the airport at around three in the morning.

He had to leave out of a secret entrance to dodge the paparazzi that were hawking outside of Nicki's house to take pictures.

If they would've gotten him on camera sneaking out at the time in the morning, the rumor mill would've been going crazy.

Cash who is partying next to Abel, turns his camera towards him while he's taking a pull from his blunt.

Abel stares into the camera while blowing out a thick cloud of his smoke before dancing a bit and turning up for the video.

He nodded his head and moved his arms to the beat of the trap song that was playing.

The night continued going up for hours, it wasn't until around four o'clock in the morning that Abel felt all of the after-effects of the illegal drugs that he consumed earlier in the night.

He snorted a coke line with, Nav and popped some of the medication that his doctor prescribed for him, he fucked himself up more by mixing it up with some alcohol and doing the same reckless shit that he did when he was underground.

When the night began to wind down to the end, Abel was passed out high on the club's couch, desperately trying to keep his eyes open.

The blinding colorful neon red lights flashing around the club caused Abel to squint a little before shutting his eyes completely.

"Yo fam, you good?" Abel peeks his eyes open to see Belly standing over him with his arm thrown around a thick girl with long black hair.

Abel stares confusedly at the woman before him, his impaired vision examines her dimples and tiny waist before slowly trailing downward towards her thighs, hips, and butt.

"Nicki, what the fuck?" He suddenly spews, reaching out to grab the woman's wrist.

"Excuse me?" The woman responded confusedly and yanked her wrist away from him.

"What is this bullshit you're trying to pull on me and why you got on all of this hoe shit around my niggas huh?" Abel struggles to jump up out of his chair, but Belly grabs a hold of him and pushes him back down so that he doesn't fall.

Abel is furious. He knows Nicki and him aren't in a committed relationship, but he already claimed her and her pussy as his.

He hated even the thought of another nigga getting a sample of what he has been getting for the past year.

"Watch yourself, Abel. You are fucked up right now." Belly says, gripping his friend so that he doesn't fall and hurt himself.

Abel persistently stood to his feet, teetering a bit. He began to see double visions of the woman, but in his incoherent state of mind, she was the exact image of Nicki.

"Come here right now, let me talk to you real quick." Abel motions the woman to him and she shakes her head and backs up.

"I don't know you!" She says, hiding behind Belly out of fear.

"Oh, word so you on some brand new shit now? Now you don't know me? You knew me last night when I was pounding that pussy though, right?" Abel states in a slurred, angered voice.

"Abel, yo what are you doing, fam?" Belly grabs Abel's shoulder, but he shirks away and continues to frown at the woman.

He then turns his frustrations onto, Belly. "What the fuck are you doing with my girl, nigga? You trying to fuck her?" Abel bantered, making the Nicki lookalike and Belly stare at him in confusion.

"Your girl? Since when did you and Blac Chyna hook up?" He asks.

Abel's face transitioned from angered to confused in a matter of seconds.

Nicki's addictive ass had him tripping out hard, now he was seeing her in other women.

"W-who?" He squinted his eyes in confusion, feeling his head thumping as he blinked his eyes repeatedly.

"Blac Chyna, bro! I hired her to star in my upcoming music video that we're recording tomorrow, so I flew her out to Paris."

Abel stood there high as hell and dumbfounded. The look on his face displayed his embarrassment and he knew when he eventually sobered up in a few hours, he would have to explain this shit to Belly somehow.

The ecstasy pill that he popped must have been some sort of super drug because there is absolutely no way in hell that Blac Chyna was passing for Nicki if Abel was sober.

"My fault, bro." Abel could only muster before taking a seat on the leather couch and burying his head into his hands.

"It's cool, bro. We've all been there." Belly brushes it off and heads towards the private bar with Chyna on his arm.

Abel knew his friend better than that to believe that Belly would just drop the subject.

He already figured that the conversation would come up when everyone was sober-minded. He didn't even know how to explain himself and his actions without fully exposing the fact that he's been providing, Nicki with life-changing dick since before he snipped off all of his dreads.

The rest of the evening went by in a total drug-fueled blur.

It wasn't until late the next afternoon when Abel was awoken from his slumber by the sounds of a flushing toilet and shower water running, that he finally came back down from his extreme high and was coherent.

He assumed Nicki was in the bathroom, considering the last memory that he had was fucking her to sleep and wrapping his arms around her.

He pulled back the cotton sheets and sat up with his head buried in his hand on the edge of the California King-sized bed.

The sun shined brightly through the sliding doors of the balcony. Abel's penthouse suite overlooked Paris, with a breathtaking view of the Paris vista as well as the Eiffel Tower.

He took a few minutes to gather himself and waited for the bedroom to stop spinning, before stumbling to his feet and shuffling into the bathroom to relieve himself.

With his eyes barely opened, he stood over the toilet bowl completely nude and sighed in relief.

He paid no attention to the fully nude figure that was standing a short distance away from him underneath the stream of water in the full glass-encased shower.

When he finished, he washed his hands and began to brush his teeth and wash his face.

He ventured back into the bedroom and dug through his luggage until he found some blowfish tablets that he took with water to cure his hangover.

He heard the shower turn off and a gust of hot steam escaped the bathroom when the door opened.

He looked up from his iPhone and dropped it when he saw the brunette woman standing before him in nothing but her towel.

"Who the fuck are you?" He inquired, standing to his feet and squinting at the strange woman.

The woman giggled. "Very funny. I'm Renee silly. Do you not remember me? You brought me back to your hotel from the club last night." The woman spoke in a thick accent.

"I fucked you?" Abel inquired. He already knew that it was a stupid and obvious inquiry, considering they both woke up butt naked, but he held onto the small ounce of hope that he didn't fuck her.

The woman snorted. "No, we played naked charades until we both passed out." She said sarcastically and Abel rolled his eyes, not feeling her fucking sarcasm at all.

Abel plopped on the bed, holding his throbbing head in his hands.

"Fuck, I fucked up." He muttered under his breath, rubbing his hands up and down over his face slowly.

He knew he fucked up, if this shit got back to, Onika there would be hell to pay.

"Are you up for another round? You were a beast last night." The groupie asks him, letting her towel drop to the floor.

Abel couldn't even remember her name although she just told him what it was, that's how insignificant her and the random fuck were to him.

"Nah, put your clothes on." He says dismissively and stood to get dressed. 

"What?" The groupie questioned, annoyance laced in her tone.

"You deaf?" Abel squinted his eyes before turning to glare at her, his expression proved that he was dead serious.

"I said you gotta roll out of here, so get your shit and go." He stated bluntly, not giving a fuck if his words hurt her feelings or not.

"Your driver drove me here with you, how in the hell am I supposed to get back home?" She inquired, her eyes following him in disbelief as he stormed around the bedroom to collect his scattered clothes from the previous day.

"You ever heard of a Uber or Lyft?" He asked smartly as he slipped into his jeans and pulled his shirt over his head.

"My purse and cell phone were left with my friends. I don't have any money on me." She explained, which further frustrated Abel.

"I'll book you one." He tells her, unlocking his phone to go to the app, when the screen suddenly begins to power off.

He huffs. "Where the fuck is my charger, my fucking phone just died?" Abel began to search around for it to no avail.

He knew it was somewhere in the suite, but he didn't want to be around the random groupie for a moment longer.

He snatches his keys off of the nightstand. "Look, I'll drop you off in my car, let's go."

He quickly began to leave the suite, while the woman scrambled to put her clothes on.

They silently stepped into the elevator and exited the Sunset Tower hotel.

They both appeared sluggish and hungover and the dark bruise-colored passion marks that were visibly splotched on both of their necks painted a picture of their wild night together to every stranger that they passed.

He tossed his hood on in a poor attempt to conceal himself from any fans or onlookers, but a strong gust of wind caused it to blow off the second they reached outside.

Abel quickly started speed walking to his waiting car, hurrying the woman along to keep up with him.

He cursed under his breath when he then spotted a small group of paparazzi out of the corner of his eye, they had already started to take pictures of him, and they began approaching.

"Let's go, walk faster, keep up with me." He hurried the groupie, and they finally climbed into his car that the valet pulled up front.

The paparazzi circled the car and began taking even more photos which irritated the fuck out of Abel, but the groupie seemed to be loving the attention.

Abel honked his horn in frustration. "Yo, get the fuck away from my car!" he vexed.

A few stumbled back, giving Abel room to pull away, but continued to flash their cameras. Abel sped away as quickly as he could and decided that he was going to drop this random bitch off at her nearest location and ditch her.

Abel's mind whirled the entire ride with thoughts of Nicki's reaction to the photographs if she saw them, he knew that he had to find a way to make sure that the photos never reached the internet. He decided to contact Cash for help.

He quickly called him through the luxury car's built-in phone system and he could already tell by his low tone that he woke him up when he answered but this was considered an emergency so he didn't give a fuck if he disturbed him.

Cash yawned tiredly into the phone before clearing his throat. "What, bro?" He muttered.

"Bro, there are some photographs that the paparazzi just took of me and some random. I need you to get a hold of them and make them disappear ASAP." I told him while trying to focus on the road.

The random girl's head snapped in Abel's direction in dismay. "Um, excuse me? Random?" she snapped.

"You should clean your fucking ears out." Abel retorts, becoming more and more annoyed with her by the second.

"Bro, what's the big deal here? It's not like paparazzi hasn't snapped pictures of you with other women in the past."

"That was before Cash. I can't be seen out here like that anymore, I'm talking to somebody." Abel admits and this causes the groupie to scoff.

"She wasn't on your mind when you were inside of me." She comments, crossing her legs and arms.

"Look, I'm gonna need you to shut the fuck up about what happened too. I will pay you to sign a NDA if I have to, I don't want you posting anything involving me to your social media or going public with any of this shit. If you do then you're going to have serious problems coming your way." Abel says, hoping that he doesn't have to get lawyers and shit involved with all of this.

"I'll agree to sign your little nondisclosure agreement just cut me a check and I will go away..." The groupie says bluntly.

"Yeah, I knew money was your motive." Abel shakes his head and rolls his eyes. He didn't have a clue how he could be so stupid and careless.

"Cash, we are heading your way right now, please get the lawyer on the phone to fax over an NDA and try to get a hold of those pictures before they go public. If you have to pay the paparazzi then do it, whatever it takes."

"I'm on it." Cash says before hanging up the call and phoning the lawyer.

Abel spent the rest of the day clearing everything up and after handling the groupie, making her take the morning-after pill, and contacting some of the local Parisian blogs for the pictures, he was soon laid back comfortably on his jet on his way back to New York with only one person on his mind.

He desperately needed his weekly dose of Nicki, she was his drug and he craved her.

He knew that it was wrong on many levels to fly into town to fuck with Nicki after slipping up and fucking that random hoe, but he couldn't resist when it came down to her. He needed her.

He licked his lips as he lay with his legs crossed on the reclined seat, he scrolled through his phone and lusted over a new photo that Nicki posted on her IG page just a few hours ago.

"Damn, she looks so fucking sexy, and look at that fat ass. I'm leaving hickeys all over that shit tonight." He mutters under his breath as he continues to lust after her.

When I land I'm tearing that shit up on sight. Abel's lust-filled thoughts of Nicki continued to torture him and soon he found himself hard and in need of some sort of release.

It seemed as if he could never go a full week without being inside of her, her pussy is his weakness.

He couldn't wait for the jet to land, he knew he'd end up texting her before he even got into his driver's car or even left the airport, that's how eager he was to be deep inside of her.

He knew she was a busy woman, Nicki barely stayed in one city for long but he didn't care if he ruined any of her studio sessions, important meetings, or brand deals. When he wanted some of her, he expected her to drop everything for him, because he would do the same for her, no questions asked.

There were countless times in the past year that they have been fucking around that he has left parties, the studio, and even the country just to give Nicki some dick because her spoiled ass wanted it that badly. The sex was just that good.

The way that they were sexually drawn to each other was surreal, but both of them already knew that their secret relationship couldn't surpass sexual intimacy, their personalities are entirely different and it would cause toxicity between them.

Abel's private jet landed in New York approximately eight hours later, and he and his crew stepped off just after midnight and made their way to the black various cars that awaited them.

Abel slid in the back of one with Belly and Lamar to drop off his luggage at his new condo before making his way to Nicki.

He heard Belly chuckle which caused him to look up from his phone.

"What's so funny, bro?" Lamar questioned, glancing up from his phone.

Belly ran his hand over his facial hair and snickered. "I still can't believe that this nigga, Abel got high and thought that he was fucking around with Nicki Minaj. Little nigga knows that he couldn't handle all of that woman." Belly stated which caused Lamar to laugh.

If only his boys knew how well he's already handled Nicki, she's the one that ends up crying and limping when it's over.

He kept quiet though, knowing that he couldn't ever speak on it.

Abel rolls his eyes and focuses back on his cell phone text log, he scrolls down until he finds the name that he was looking for. He begins to type out a message.

Hey. I just landed and I'm about to pull up in an hour or so, Are you home?

He hoped that the message didn't make him look too thirsty, but he was willing to put his pride aside just to be inside of her before the sun rises and he has to head back to L.A.

An entire hour passed and Abel found himself laying back on his couch in his condo and watching some 90's cartoons on his flatscreen tv.

He lazily petted his dog, Caesar, while he chewed on a dog toy and laid down next to him.

Abel stared down at his iPhone that rested in his lap in displeasure, he still hadn't received a response at all from Nicki and usually she would have texted him back by now.

He decided to call her up which is something that he rarely did since it went against one of their rules, but at this point, he was desperate for her and it was two in the morning already.

He put the phone on speaker and it rang twice before her voicemail popped up. He angrily sucked his teeth and hung up just as she began to recite her annoying voicemail greeting.

"Where the fuck is she?" Abel muttered to himself as he slowly ran a hand over his hair and down his face, tiredness began to take over him.

Seconds later his phone beeped with a message from her, finally.

Peaches 🍑👅: Sorry, I can't talk right now.

"What the fuck." Abel cursed, going into messages to respond to her. He couldn't believe that she sent him a damn "Respond With Text" message instead of just answering his call or texting him back.

So you couldn't even respond with a message to let me know what's up with you and you sending me to voicemail? What's good with you? Call or text me ASAP.

The message went through to her and minutes later it said that Nicki read it, but Abel still didn't receive a response from her, so he texted again.

Onika... you're pissing me the fuck off. Why are you ignoring me?

Seconds later the bubbles pop up, indicating that she is typing and a text comes through to his phone.

He squints in confusion when he realizes that it is a picture message and when he opens it up he almost pisses himself.

Peaches 🍑👅:

"Fuck!" He curses loudly, causing Caesar to jump at his outburst.

He tosses his phone on the chair beside him and sits there stupefied.

He had no clue how Nicki got a hold of the pictures, but he knew that there would be a massive argument awaiting him and hell to pay for his indiscretions.

Two Weeks Later:

Two long weeks passed by after TMZ somehow got a hold of Abel's leaked photographs and posted them on their website.

Nicki has completely blocked Abel out and has been MIA from all social media since she discovered the photos.

Abel tried everything that he possibly could to get in contact with her, including three random pop-ups at her penthouse in New York and multiple phone calls, messages, and FaceTimes that have all been ignored.

He already knew that she was most likely pissed and needed time to cool off, but he wasn't expecting her to ice him out for two whole weeks without even one message.

After handling his music business out in Los Angeles for a week and visiting with his daughter, Abel found himself flying back to New York for another attempt to smooth things out with Nicki.

He wasn't planning on leaving the city until they got a chance to discuss what happened and find a way to fix it.

Abel felt that they had gone long enough without any communication and he really couldn't shake the fact that he missed the hell out of her.

He found himself sitting outside of her house with a gift and a teddy bear rose bouquet in his passenger seat.

He knew that he looked a bit thirsty camping outside of her house and waiting for her to come back home, but he wanted to catch her before she entered inside and had a chance to ignore him.

He occupied himself by texting and scrolling through his social media when he received a notification that Nicki had posted to her Instagram for the first time in weeks.

Y'all niggas are comedians, just remember that Nicki always gets the last laugh. 😉😜

Abel's blood boiled when he analyzed the picture, he could feel the anger building up inside of him and it took everything inside of him not to drive over to the location that she had pinned and fuck them both up.

He didn't recognize the dude that she was hugged up with from any of the celebrity circles that they both were a part of, so the mystery of it all further added to his stress.

He ended up leaving and heading to a local bar for a few drinks to clear his mind before returning to Nicki's penthouse to confront her.

Two hours passed before Nicki's pink Lamborghini pulled up in front of the location and both Nicki and the guy climbed out of it.

Abel watched in dismay as Nicki and the guy walked into her building hand in hand, trailed by her three monstrous security guards.

Another hour or so passed before the dude exited the penthouse and climbed into a waiting Uber X, giving Abel the green light to head upstairs.

Abel abandoned the fancy gifts in his car and entered the back of the building angry and fueled with liquor and weed.

He got onto the private elevator and punched in her code to gain access to her floor like he had done many times in the past.

His head flooded with thoughts of what he would say to her and what she would say to him. He knew there would be a confrontation and the unknown of it all worried, Abel.

When the elevator dinged at Nicki's penthouse floor he felt his stomach churn as all of the anxiety started to build inside of him.

He apprehensively approached the two double doors feeling a flurry of different emotions inside of him as he rang the doorbell twice.

He waited there impatiently, his hands stuffed inside his jacket and his head hanging low.

One of the doors slowly began to open which caused his eyes to shoot up.

"Did you leave something, baby?" Nicki asked as she scrolled through her gold iPhone, not taking the time to look up at her visitor.

Abel didn't respond right away, he was too pissed off to speak when he noticed that, Nicki had on nothing but a baby pink see-through thong with a matching bra and a pink silk robe that was opened, displaying her body.

In any other situation, he would have had her pinned against the nearest wall right now and would be deep inside of her if she would have answered her door in that sexy shit, but all he could think about is the fact that she had it on for the next nigga and not for him.

He could already tell by the messiness of her straight hair and the hickeys forming on her neck that she let that random dude fuck and it caused him to explode.

"You let that random ass nigga fuck you?" Abel sneered, his tone is as cold as ice.

Nicki's eyes quickly shot up when she heard his deep voice and she almost dropped her phone.

She wasn't expecting him to be in her city, let alone on her doorstep.

"What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me now? Get the fuck out of here!" She attempted to slam the door in his face and close her robe, but Abel forced it open and pushed his way inside.

"I'm not going anywhere until you talk to me! What the fuck do you think this is? You have been ignoring me for fucking weeks!" Abel says, slamming her door behind him.

He almost knocks small Nicki off of her feet when he pushes in, but she catches her balance, and before he could utter a word she was right in his face shouting at him.

"Go! Get out! You have some nerve forcing your way in here, and questioning me about what I have been doing when you've been fucking on other bitches all over France, like the bitch nigga that you are!" Nicki snaps.

Abel knew she was right, but he wasn't going to say it because he knew if he walked out of the door, things between him and Nicki would dissolve quickly, and he wouldn't be able to repair it.

Abel rolled his eyes and licked over his lips as Nicki continued to vent, pointing her finger in his face as she went off on him.

"You are a nasty, dirty dick, lying, snake ass nigga! I should have never even let you hit in the first place! You Fucking OP!" Her heels click against the marble floors as she begins to storm away from him, but he grabs onto her arm which causes her to angrily spin around and slap him.

Abel runs his hand over the side of his face that she hit and his jaw clenches. "I suggest that you calm the fuck down and keep your hands off of me before you piss me off, Onika." He seethed in a deepened voice.

Nicki narrowed her eyes. "Or what? I'm supposed to be scared of a nigga from Canada? I'll have my New York niggas run up on you with the quickness! Don't test me!" Nicki threatens, staring up at him with her hand on her hip.

Abel couldn't help but laugh, running his hand over his freshly shaped up beard. Her tiny short ass could barely reach his neck with her high heels off but had all of this mouth.

Nicki seethed when she saw him laughing, the worst thing that you can do when a black woman is pissed off is laugh, she automatically thinks you are taking her as a joke.

Every profanity in the book erupted from her, which caused the argument to intensify. Abel tried his best to calm her down, but she was on one hundred and ten.

Abel grabbed her arms and held them down to stop her from swinging at him.

"Nicki, just calm down and talk to me like an adult. If we continue arguing and yelling, nothing will get resolved." Abel said.

"All of these photos popping up of you leaving out of a hotel with some soccer mom-looking ass bitch and I'm supposed to be calm?" Nicki yelled in Abel's face, causing Abel to sigh.

"You sliding up inside of the next random bitch less than twenty-four hours after fucking me? Fuck I look like, nigga? I am not one of these regular bitches out here and I'm not gonna let you treat me like I'm one of them!"

Nicki struggled with him until she broke free from his hold to mush him and Abel stood there looking stupid.

"I'm not feeling your fucking attitude right now. You won't even let me talk or explain myself." Abel told her, irritated that she wouldn't give him a chance to explain himself.

"I'm not feeling you right now, nigga! You think you can come in here and feed me bullshit to get me back in bed with you, you thought wrong! Get the fuck out of my house!!" Oneika pointed towards the door, but Abel refused to go.

He shook his head no. "I'm not going anywhere until we resolve this, I'm sorry okay? Just hear me out for a minute. Come here..." Abel grabs Nicki by her tiny waist and pulls her forward, but she pulls away from him and crosses her arms.

"You are being so fucking stubborn right now!" Abel was vexed, his nose flaring.

"I don't want to hear anything that you have to say! I know that it's all bullshit! You're the one that fucked up yet you're angry and yelling like I wronged you?! I should be the one pressed right now!" Nicki seethed.

"I'm angry because you won't even let me get a damn word in!" Abel argued as they continued having a full-blown screaming match.

"Because I don't want to hear all the bullshit and lies that are about to come out of your mouth!! What do you have to say?" Nicki crossed her arms and waited to hear him out.

Abel huffed. "You want me to say the shit, then I will say it! I miss your stubborn ass okay! I can't take you shutting me out anymore." Abel lowers his voice and mutters, the desperation clear in his tone.

Nicki's mood suddenly shifted, she went from angry to sad in a matter of minutes and Abel could tell that she didn't want to be near him at the moment.

He didn't stop her when she turned her back to him and quickly walked towards her bedroom for some time alone, he sighed and sat patiently in her living room to give her space.

He knew from past arguments that she would come out and talk when she was ready. He was just happy that she didn't kick him out.

...

An Hour Later:

Abel's eyes followed Nicki as he sat in her apartment an hour later with a glass of Hennessy straight in his hand.

"I can't believe you are out here moving recklessly like that when we had an agreement." Nicki ranted as she sipped from her glass and paced.

"I always let you fuck me raw because I trusted you, I trusted that you would never infect me with anything but that shit is a dub now, I'm not ever having sexual contact with you again."

Abel sighed and slumped in his seat in exasperation, he had already explained to Nicki that he was fucked up and had no recollection of fucking that girl, but it wasn't enough for her.

Abel knew from their past experience that if he didn't find a way to shut Nicki the fuck up, she would be venting all night long.

"Come over here and climb on my face." He mutters, cutting her off in the middle of her rant.

Nicki stop pacing and turns around to glance back at him to see if he was dead ass.

"Nigga, what? Did you not comprehend what I just said to you?" She questions.

Abel rises to his feet and walks over to her, she stays silent as he lifts her into his strong arms and sits her down on top of her pink grand piano, and settles between her legs to talk to her.

Nicki quickly kicks him back a bit with her toes and crosses her legs to keep him from pressing his hard dick up against her, she knew all of his sneaky moves already.

"Come on, sweetie. Don't be like that with me." Abel playfully grabs Nicki's feet and kisses her pretty pink toes.

"I should make you suck on them." Nicki wiggles her toes in his face, scrunching her adorable face up with an attitude.

"Open your legs and I can suck on something else..." Abel says, causing Nicki's thighs to clench, she tries to play it off, but he notices.

Nicki puts her leg down. "You can't suck on anything on me, go to one of your hoes."

"I can't suck on that pretty pussy of yours, baby?" He turns his head to the side and bites his lip as he asks, in a soft yet deep tone, causing Nicki's already damp thong to become wetter.

"Come on, mama. You know you love wetting up my face... I eat your pussy until your juices are dripping down my chin and you're crying and begging for me to stop..." Abel taunted Nicki.

Flashbacks flashed through her mind of Abel's head between her legs, licking and feasting until multiple orgasms rippled through her and her body couldn't take anymore.

Onika quickly pushed those thoughts to the back of her head and remained stone-faced, she wanted Abel to fuck her but was too pissed and prideful to admit it.

Abel sighed in defeat, realizing his sexual advances couldn't get him out of this mess.

"I know I fucked up, and I'm sorry, baby. I shouldn't have gotten that fucked up, I should have never done anything with that girl. I don't even remember being inside of her, it meant nothing to me... I showed you the results from my doctor, I'm clean and I promise I won't slip up again." Abel speaks softly.

"All dudes say that shit..." Nicki rolled her eyes, but Abel grabbed onto her chin to make her look at him.

"I never gave you a reason not to trust me before this one childish mistake, don't ruin all that we have with each other for this. You know what you do to me, ma and you know you're the only girl that I've been with since we first started this whole shit." Abel whispers sincerely, gently caressing Nicki's face.

Nicki glances away and breaks eye contact with him, refusing to look into his dark eyes because she could feel herself being slowly drawn in once again and she wanted to be mad at him longer. They both knew she could hold a grudge for years.

"Look at me, baby. Why won't you look at me?" Abel asks, his hand rubbing up and down her thick thigh.

"No!" Nicki says stubbornly, crossing her arms like a brat.

He smiled slightly, low-key loving her bratty attitude and stubbornness because it just made him fuck her harder.

He tried to kiss her pouty lips but she quickly turned away which made his lips land on her cheek.

"How could I even be with anyone else... I love being deep inside of you..." He leaned up and kissed her neck slowly which caused her to tense, he trailed his seductive kisses downward until he reached her soft collarbone.

"You love it when I'm deep inside, don't you, baby?" He whispered against her skin, his hands reaching up to untie her robe.

Nicki didn't stop him, her eyes closed at the contact of his soft lips, she needed some dick badly and they both knew it, especially since she didn't let the dude that she has been seeing for the past two weeks hit at all.

Nicki, bit on her lip to suppress a moan when Abel's hand snaked around her neck and squeezed it gently, she loved that shit, it set something off inside of her.

"You didn't let him fuck did you?" Abel inquired, he could tell by how Nicki was reacting to him that she hadn't been fucked since the last time he fucked her.

Nicki shook her head no slowly, whimpering when she felt Abel's tongue trailing over the sensitive parts of her skin.

"I almost did, but I stopped him before he could slip in." Nicki timidly admits, reopening her eyes to see Abel sexily peering up at her with the sexiest look in his eyes.

"Why'd you stop him?" Abel inquires as he uncrosses Nicki's thick thighs and opens them to pull her close.

"Because I wanted you...." Nicki breathlessly admits to him. "But you were too busy in Paris being a nasty ass nigga."

Nicki felt herself getting annoyed with Abel all over again, but it quickly faded when Abel's tongue began to slowly swirl circles all over her breasts.

He then kissed all over them, causing her nipples to harden.

Nicki whimpered. "Get the fuck away from me! I am still mad at you!" She said, trying and failing to keep her attitude with him. 

Abel paused in the middle of his seductive kisses and peered up at her from in between her supple breasts.

"You can still be mad at me while I'm giving you this dick... Grab onto me." Nicki wraps her arms and legs around him tightly and he lifts her into his arms and begins to carry her towards her bedroom.

They don't even make it inside before Abel has Nicki pressed against the door, kissing her roughly. Onika cups the sides of his face and kisses him back, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Abel sucks on it, gripping and squeezing her juicy ass as his hands explore underneath her silk robe.

Nicki gasps against his lips when his hand trails over her hip and suddenly cups her fat pussy. He starts to rub on her clit through her panties which causes her to whimper.

He moans when he feels it, his fingers becoming wet in her juices that are soaking through her thin thong.

"You're so fucking wet, I can't wait to be deep inside of this pussy, baby." Abel groans, kissing Nicki as his fingers massaged her clit.

"Why were you doing all of that fronting and shit for, like you didn't want some dick?" Abel asks. "You are dripping for me..."

Nicki moaned, gripping the back of his head and grinding her hips eagerly to meet his fingers. "I-I-I hate you..." Nicki stammered, Abel's fingers causing her to become scatterbrained.

"Show me how much..." Abel responds. He opens the doors of the bedroom and hastily carries her over to the bed.

In seconds her robe is taken off and her tiny thong is ripped from her body.

"Nigga! Don't be ripping up my sh- ugh!!" Abel shuts Nicki up by pushing two of his fingers deep inside her pussy.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear your smart-ass mouth. I just want you to make this pussy cum for me..." He demands.

He uses his free hand to yank her bra down before leaning over and taking her nipple into his mouth.

"Oh my gosh! Fuck!!" Nicki moans, grinding her hips to fuck his fingers while cradling the back of his head as she watches him suck on her nipples.

"You like how my fingers feel in that tight little pussy baby?" He dirty talked.

"Oh fuck, baby! Yes like that!" Nicki moans, grinding her hips in slow circular motions to grind on his long fingers.

"Mmm listen to how wet that pussy is for me, Daddy is making it so wet..." Nicki could see the darkness in Abel's eyes as he pulled away from her nipple to look down at his fingers slipping in and out of her, they were soaked in her juices.

Her pussy was making the sounds that macaroni and cheese makes when you stir it and Abel was obsessed with that sexy shit.

"Make it wetter, baby! Fuck! Ooh!" Nicki moans and begins grinding faster.

Abel watched Nicki intently, loving the faces that she made whenever he pleasured her and the sexy moans and noises that erupted from her.

"You look so fucking sexy grinding on my fingers like that, baby. That's it... Cum for me so I can lick it up." He sexily talks her through her orgasm and begins to roughly rub on her clit with his thumb to add to the pleasure.

"Fuck, yes. Don't stop, rub that pussy!" She moaned, gripping him tight as his fingers twisted and pumped inside of her mercilessly.

Nicki's body began to tremble and her shaken moans became louder, Abel could tell that she was seconds away from reaching her peak, but he suddenly pulled his fingers out.

Nicki's eyes shot open and she was vexed. "What the fuck! Why the hell would you do that? I was so close you dumb ass!" She argued.

Abel just smiled, he was intentionally toying with her and teasing her pussy just because he loved to watch her squirm.

He slapped against Nicki's juicy pussy roughly which made her scream out in ecstasy. "Who you talking to like that?" He inquired, suddenly shoving his fingers back in which caused her to scream and jerk around in the bed.

Nicki didn't respond to him, she was too overcome with lust and all of his teasing was just making her wetter.

"Keep talking to me crazy and I'll never let you cum. I will torture your ass all night." He threatened as he slipped his wet fingers even deeper, and curled them to hit her G spot, making Nicki moan his name.

This sexual torture went on for the next twenty-five minutes, with Abel bringing Nicki right to edge just to stop before she reaches her climax.

When he slowly started spreading her lower set of lips just to tease her again, Nicki was in full-blown tears and couldn't stop shaking.

Nicki whimpered a bit and grabbed onto his wrist to prevent him from toying with her pussy any further, she was past horny and ready for his length, but Abel wanted to play games.

He slapped her hand away. "Don't make me tie your ass up." He warned her.

He suddenly began rubbing his fingers over her tiny hardened clit rapidly, while leaning over to suck on her protruding nipples again.

He stared up at her intensely watching her gorgeous body writhe around underneath him and arch off of the bed.

The harder he rubbed the wetter she became and her moans were turning him on in ways that he couldn't explain.

"Rub it faster! Please!" Nicki gasps, digging her nails deep into the silk sheets underneath her as more hot tears built up in her eyes.

Abel intentionally slowed down which caused, Nicki to want to rip her fucking hair out.

The need to cum was next level, her body convulsed and sweat poured from her as she begged. "P-please. Please let me cum. Rub it faster, Abel! Please!" Nicki whined.

"You can barely even handle this speed baby, you are shaking." He moans against her breasts. "Your pussy is quivering too..."

"You like how daddy is touching you?" He comes up and kisses her deeply before burying his face into her neck to whisper in her ear.

"Yes." She whispers back in a shaken voice, grinding against his fingers.

"You want to cum?" Abel teases, feeling her tremble and whimper underneath him.

"Yes.. please." She whimpers, she's completely under his sexual spell and she can barely speak because her body is quaking in pleasure.

"Please what?" He teases her, easing two long fingers inside her tightness while continuing to stimulate her clit with his thumb.

Nicki bit on her tongue, she hated when he made her call him daddy to stroke his male ego, she felt so right uttering it when she felt like moaning it out but never when he prompted her.

Abel noticed her hesitation which just made his long fingers probe even faster until she was screaming at the top of her lungs and her little pussy couldn't take anymore.

"Ohh fuck! Daddy! Yes! I'm cumming!" She shouted and dug her nails into his shoulder.

He smirked when her pussy started dripping for him and her eyes rolled back into the back of her head as her orgasm ripped through her.

"That shit is so sexy, look at that cum dripping out of that pretty pussy..." Abel moans, slipping his fingers out of her and spreading her lower lips to admire her dripping treasure.

"Mmm shit... that pussy looks so good, baby. Let me lick up that fucking cum." Abel lowered his head and his tongue began to mercilessly lap up Nicki's warm cum.

"A-Abel!" Nicki screamed, grabbing onto Abel's head and sitting up a little in an attempt to stop him from licking, but Abel placed his hands on top of hers that rested on his hair and continued to mercilessly lap at her pearl, swirling his tongue all over it.

"Baby, stop pushing me away. Can I suck on your clit, please? I haven't tasted you in weeks and I just want you to cum all over my tongue... You taste so fucking good, peaches. Damn..." Abel moaned desperately as he spread open her lips to take her hardened clit into his mouth.

"Baby, please stop! Fuck! Ah!! You're gonna kill me!" Nicki started crying like a baby again and her body shuddered intensely as she threw herself back against the bed when he started sucking on her clit hard and fast, his head moving up and down as she grinds against his face.

Abel's mouth, beard, and nose were becoming coated in her sticky white cream, but it didn't stop him from eating. He slurped some of it up and spit it back onto her pussy, doing all of the nasty shit that Nicki loved.

"Baby, can I fuck your face? Please stick your tongue inside of my pussy..." Nicki pleaded and Abel wasted no time slipping his tongue into her tight hole. "Fuck my tongue..." he moaned as he began to slip it in and out.

They quickly got into a sexual rhythm and Nicki was grinding on his tongue like it was his dick.

Abel stuck his tongue deeper every time he slipped it out and he strummed her swollen clit with his finger.

Nicki was so wet that her ass was covered in her juices and Abel's face was dripping in it.

He plunged his warm tongue so deep that, Nicki couldn't see his face anymore, it was buried against her fat pussy and Nicki started convulsing again.

"Shit!! If you keep doing it like that Daddy I'm gonna squirt!" She screamed out as Abel sped up his tongue and rubbed faster.

Abel's fingernails dig into her thighs as she rocked back and forth on him. He finally lifted his head. "Oh, so you wanna squirt on my face, huh?"

He threw her back on the bed when he saw that she was trying to sit up. "Since you wanna squirt so bad, I'm gonna make you squirt."

Abel wipes his mouth and stared at her with a lustful look. He got up and grabbed Nicki's body wand from her drawer.

He was turned on and hellbent on sexually torturing Nicki for ghosting him for these past few weeks, now he was gonna make her cum until she couldn't move.

He got down between her legs. "Wait..." she gasped.

Before she could say anything else, he turned on the vibrator and held it down on her clit.

"Fuck...." she moaned.

"Ss.... fuck yeah, look at that shit dripping for me." Abel stared at her bead as he increased the vibration.

"Ahhh! Wait, baby..." Nicki tried to grab the vibrator, but Abel increased the intensity once again. "Oh fuck, wait! Oh shit..."

"Are you cumming for me? Cum for me, baby." Abel urged her.

Nicki, grabbed onto the sheets tight, breaking one of her acrylic nails in the process, and screamed loud as a powerful orgasm ripped throughout her body, but Abel didn't move the wand.

"Do you forgive me now, mama?" Abel whispered as he watched her pussy and legs quiver.

Her torso moved up and down and she nodded her head to answer him.

"Talk to me. Let me hear you say it, baby." Abel says in a sexy tone as he kissed her clit.

"Yes, Daddy!" She screamed.

Abel smiled and moved the vibrator from her clit. He then took it between his lips and began to suck on it while moving his long fingers in and out of her pussy once again.

"Shit, you're gonna make me squirt. Oh my god! Ah! Ahh!" Nicki placed her hands over her face.

"Make it nasty for me, mama," Abel whispered to her softly, he loved watching her have multiple orgasms.

Pretty soon, Nicki was squirming, squirting, crying, and cumming all over Abel's face.

Her body was laid out on the bed limp and she felt as if she was going to pass out.

Nicki was overwhelmingly turned on, exhausted, and breathless and she just laid in silence while her body continued to shake from her intense orgasm.

"You good, ma?" He asked softly as he climbed up to gently brush back the sweaty stray hairs that stuck to her forehead before kissing it.

"Fuck you..." She panted breathlessly as she shut her eyes. Nicki had never experienced anything like that, her legs were numb, and wouldn't stop shaking, her pussy felt like it had a heartbeat.

Abel laughed and kissed her on her soft lips over and over. "Gladly. Spread those legs, baby."

"Fuck you." She tiredly repeated as she pushed him away. He smiled and laughed.

"You can't take it, can you? If I wore you out mama, I can just carry you to the shower." He joked while he hovered above her, he kissed her addictive lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Nicki rolled her eyes. "Boy, please! If we fuck, you're cumming first. You can't even handle all of this good pussy."

Abel hovers over her and licks his lips. "I think I just handled that shit pretty well if you ask me, I see that, that pussy is still quivering and you damn near woke up the neighborhood with your screams... Just admit that you can't take this long dick." He stated cockily.

"Fuck me then." She stated boldly, running her hand over his beard.

Her slanted eyes landed on Abel as he stood to his feet and kicked off his boots before shrugging off his jacket and unbuckling his pants.

Nicki sat up and unfastened her bra as she watched him, he was so fucking sexy and he doesn't even try hard, the second his shirt slipped over his head she forgot why she was mad.

Her lust-filled eyes wandered down from his chest to his long, hard dick that sprang free from his boxers when he pulled them down.

Her mouth salivated at the sight of it, she motioned for him to come to her. "Bring that dick over here..." she lusted, sitting up on her knees at the head of the bed.

Abel felt his dick twitch just from looking at her, she sat on the bed looking so fucking good and all could envision is covering her in his cum.

Abel began to jerk himself off as he walked over to her naked and stood on the edge of the bed. He bit his lip while watching Nicki run her hands over her naked body, all the while focusing on his dick that throbbed for her.

"Mmm fuck... look at it. I want it inside of me." Nicki moans as she gently grabs onto it and begins to jerk it just like he likes it.

"That's your dick, baby. What are you going to do with it?" Abel moans, his dick throbbing in Nicki's small hands.

"It's my dick, Daddy? Tell me it's mine again." Nicki teases, sticking her tongue out to slowly lick against the swollen head of Abel's dick.

"Fuck, baby... it's yours..." Abel moans, throwing his head back in pleasure when she arches her back and leans over to wrap her soft juicy lips around the head of it and began to suck on it.

Nicki quickly got into a rhythm; jerking and sucking on his dick while he gripped her hair into a ponytail with his fist.

"Shit, baby. That feels so fucking good." He moans as he watches her. "You look so sexy sucking that shit."

"Mm." Nicki moans sexily in response before taking more of him into her mouth. She begins to suck him sloppily as he likes it, moving her head in a circular motion as she gagged on and slurped on his pulsing dick.

"Shit, Nicki... Fuck! You're sucking that dick so good baby." Abel's head dropped back and his eyes closed again.

Abel's eyes rolled back when she slipped it out of her mouth and spit all on it, letting the spit drip down to his balls, she then leaned over and licked all the way down and sucked it off while twisting her little hand around his dick.

Nicki smirks up at him when his hot pre cum begins to erupt from the bulging head of his dick and Abel begins to breathe unevenly, Onika could tell he was trying his hardest not to cum.

"Mmmm, you want to cum down my throat, Daddy?" Nicki teases. "I can feel that dick pulsing, you gonna cum for me?" She jerked it slowly, watching it pulse in her hands.

Abel yanked her ponytail hard, causing her to giggle. "Nicki, stop playing games with my dick... put it back in that pretty mouth of yours and suck it before I make you choke on it. You know I'm not with all that teasing shit." He threatened her.

"Mmm, make me gag on this dick." Nicki moaned as she took it down her throat again as deep as she can take it.

Abel's stomach tightened and his entire body shook and quaked as he watched his dick slowly disappear down Nicki's throat and he began thrusting his hips, fucking her mouth.

"Fuck, yes baby... let me fuck that pretty mouth. Shit, you are gonna make me cum down your throat! Shit! Oh shit!" Abel moaned.

He could steadily feel the intense release that he has been craving building inside of him, his body shook every time she took it down her throat and droplets of sweat popped up on his forehead.

The way, Nicki was sucking she put that bitch on the internet deep-throating on a cucumber to shame, she had Abel screaming and on the verge of cumming in her mouth in seconds.

The sexy sounds of her slurping and sucking drives Abel crazy and her head begins to bob up and down faster, causing curses to fly out of his mouth and his toes to dig into the carpet.

Abel's eyes roll back and he grips on her hair tighter. His moans become louder as she slobbers all over his dick while deep-throating it.

When she boldly takes it down her throat and holds it there, Abel almost cums in her mouth.

"Chill, baby. Chill!" He pulls her head up and shivers as he desperately tries to hold himself together. "You are about to make me cum."

"Mmm. What's wrong, Daddy? You can't handle it?" Nicki giggles as she starts to jerk him off again while sucking his balls and seductively peering up at him.

"Get your ass up here," Abel wraps his hand around Nicki's neck to pull her up before leaning in to kiss her lips passionately and deeply.

Without a word, he pushes her back onto the bed and lifts her legs onto his shoulders.

He then slowly slips his dick inside of her, causing them both to gasp and moan. "Oh shit, baby..." Abel grunted.

"Ooh fuck..." Nicki whimpers, closing her eyes when she feels Abel penetrating her deeper, he grips her hips and fucks her slowly, giving her deep strokes that caused her breasts to bounce with each thrust.

Nicki loved when they fucked in this position, so she could feel him so deep that it hurt.

It was a pleasuring pain and she didn't want him to stop.

Abel leaned over and wrapped his hand around her neck, choking her lightly while continuing to stroke in and out of her tightness slowly, feeling her snug walls wrapped tight around him made him want to cum but he held it.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby. Your pussy is so good. Grind on my dick." Abel rasps, peering down at her pleasured face and bouncing breasts.

Nicki's eyes watered as she gripped the sheets and looked up at him in a sexual daze, her mouth is slightly gapped and each stroke causes her moans to rise higher in octave.

Abel leaned down and started to kiss her neck slowly as he pumped himself in and out of her slowly. Nicki loved hearing his deep moans.

"This shit is mine..." he grunted in her ear. "You hear me?"

Nicki didn't answer him, she just continued to pant through the pain.

"You gonna fucking answer me," Abel tightened his firm grip around her neck and looked into her eyes. He started to pump into her hard and deep but slowly all at the same time.

"Abel!" She held onto him and scratched his back as he pushed deeper inside of her. She started to moan louder and push against his stomach, but he grabbed her arm and pinned it above her head.

"Move your fucking hand and answer me, ma.." Abel grunted.

"Oh shit! Ahh!" Nicki screamed.

"Answer me," He said in a deep tone as he whispered and moaned in her ear.

"Fuck!! It's yours...ohh shit it's yours, baby..." Onika screamed.

Abel, pulled out slightly to reposition himself and he smiled when he looked down.

"Look at all that cream covering my dick, baby. Fuck I love being inside you." He started to rub her clit as he slid in and out of her.

"Oh fuck..." she said in a high-pitched tone. "Daddy! Your dick is too big!" Nicki whimpered as she grinds underneath him.

"Look at you, taking that dick..." Abel groaned while burying his face against her neck, sexily kissing and sucking all over it.

"Ooh! Shit! You're gonna make me cum again..." she panted and whimpered breathlessly.

Abel began stroking deeper and faster than before, but he suddenly slowed down.

"Shit..." he panted.

Nicki looked up at him and smiled. "Are you about to cum for me, Daddy?" Onika whispered as she stared up at Abel's strained and scrunched-up face with her signature smirk.

She began to grind quickly underneath causing him to strain.

"Fuck, Nicki don't." He whimpered, biting down on his lip.

"Why? I want you to cum for me." Nicki whispered to him seductively.

"Ahhhh.... shit..." Abel moaned and bite down on her shoulder as he began to shake.

"Ooohhh.... you can't handle all this good shit, huh?" Nicki teased Abel as she bounced underneath him.

"You're not about to make me cum first." He moaned in a strained voice.

Before Nicki could protest or stop him her legs were pinned over her head and he was pounding into her G spot, she couldn't move so she was forced to take the gut-rearranging strokes.

"Ahhh!!! Ahhhh!!!" Nicki cried and screamed as she felt her orgasm building and as much as she tried to fight it, she came all over him.

"Mmm... that's it, baby. Cover my dick in that cum." Abel moaned and shook as he started nutting right after her, shooting it deep inside of her.

Nicki whimpered tiredly when she felt the warmness of it, and as debilitated as she was after cumming so many times, she finally gathered enough strength to reach up and slap the shit out of him.

Abel grabbed the side of his face. "Ow! What the fuck was that for?" He gritted as he wiped the sweat from his face and collapsed beside her.

"Who told you, you could cum in me nigga? I'm still mad at you! You're lucky that I'm on birth control or I would have thrown your bitch ass off of that balcony over there!" Nicki spat.

Abel stared over at her in disbelief and just shook his head.

Even after that all he had done to please her, she still had an attitude and used him for his tongue and dick.

He watched as she sighed adorably and curled up in a comfortable ball as she slipped on her bonnet and sleeping mask.

She pulled her pink silk sheets and a white fur blanket over her naked body and loudly said "Alexa, turn off the lights!"

"Drive safe and put on my security system when you leave out, close my bedroom doors too," Nicki said.

"Are you dead serious right now?" Abel inquired, but she was already fast asleep.

[prismaticpichu]

This is for you, I didn't draw these, I just found it, so can you make like Sephiroth and Zack Fair watching the stargazing at night? I hope its okay for you,

Ayyyy! More adorable arrrrtt!!!! Tysm again for sharing!! 💖💕

Stargazing??? Sounds perfect to me!! <33 You got it!!

~

The velveteen underbelly of the sky blazed bright with stars that night, millions upon millions of luminous shapes peppering the cosmic swirls and spirals that threaded its celestial canvas, weaving into its almost ethereal tapestry. Seldom was the sky ever this pure and beautiful (even with the Mako that breathed smog into its veins), and it was for that reason alone wherein Zack decided to persuade his best buddy to join him on the rooftop of ShinRa HQ.

“And if you squint reeeaaaal hard… you can make a seahorse!” Zack’s spirited chirp lit up the night almost as much as the stars themselves, lying flat on his back against cool concrete, one gloved fingers tracing bestial figures in the dazzling ornaments above. “You see it?”

Even squinting, Sephiroth did not see it.

“…No,” he admitted with a playful scoff, emerald eyes drifting aside to gaze curiously at his companion. “Just as I didn’t see the table, sock, otter, seashell, or flamingo.”

“Well, I don’t know how you didn’t see the flamingo,” rang Zack’s equally-playful laughter. “Like… c’mon. It’s those two stars connected to those to stars—y’know, the legs—and then it’s thaaatt star that makes the neck…”

All Sephiroth could do was shake his head, starlit strands dancing in the night.

“You’re delirious.”

“Am not!”

“I don’t see anything.”

“You’re not lookin’!”

“Of course I am.”

“Look at the right stars, bud!”

"Heh. And what is that supposed to mean? I'm looking at the same exact stars as you, Zack. The same exact..."

Funny, how the man's sentence seemed to drift off on its own accord, transforming and evolving in that small swath of breath until the thought that left his lips in the end was a new thought entirely.

"...Heh," left a small, wistful sound. "I wonder."

"What is it, pal?" Zack turned his head to face him, sapphire eyes blinking inquisitively.

Sephiroth closed his eyes before responding.

"Our lenses..." he said after a few moments, the lithe black shape shifting slightly against the rooftop. "They're so incredibly different. Almost polarizing. We live on this same planet, look at the same exact objects... and yet see entirely contradictory things."

Zack cocked his head, smiling curiously. "Yeah?"

"Mmn. Yes. Take a half-filled glass, to be cliché... I will look at the vessel and see that it is empty. Perhaps that it needs to be filled, that it is lacking in its full potential." Sephiroth turned his head to face the teen. "You, on the other hand..."

"Will see it half-full!" Zack completed brightly.

"Heh…” Sephiroth’s expression softened with a faint smile, clearly not needing to explain any further. “Yes. Exactly.”

Zack mirrored his grin. “True polar opposites, huh? You and me?”

“Mmph. I suppose so.”

“And yet the bestest of best friends?”

Amused, Sephiroth’s smile curled into a smirk. “I never said that.”

“Aww, c’mon. I’m your best bud!” Zack scooted a couple inches to be closer to his friend, curling cozily against the warrior’s side. “Right…?”

Sephiroth pretended to think for a moment.

“Seppppph.”

“Yes, yes. Of course you are,” Sephiroth rested his head against the feathery black spikes, pillowing his cheek against his own soothing stretch of space, silver bangs threading through the cosmic spikes like argent moonlight. “You are my ‘best bud.’”

[algolagniaa]

have been trying to figure out why I’m suddenly so insecure about my appearance bc that’s really not the norm for me at all. and I realized the one other time I’ve been insecure about my appearance was when I lived with Levi Loggins and I had to hear how ugly I was all the time, and how fat, and how the way I dressed was terrible, and how I was gross and embarrassing and didn’t act like a woman, and how nobody liked me and everyone was staring at me all the time bc they thought I was weird/probably all thought I was a trans woman, and how I should transition to male and probably would if I was more shallow (Levi’s exact words), and how touching me was disgusting and saying “I love you” was a chore and all the little manipulations they would do to try and make me dress and act the way they wanted me to dress and act and how every time someone else paid attention to me or complimented me they got so weird about it and sucked any joy or validation I could’ve gotten out of it. then they left me for a normal boring average everyday npc white girl which is what they wanted me to be all along and I read their diary about it and their diary was all about how weird and ugly and gross I am + how they were never attracted to me but settled for me bc they knew they could get me + how they felt so bad about themself bc the only person they could pull was me.

and the irony of that was that Levi Loggins themself was deeply unattractive. not when we met but they became that way over time. and they were deeply jealous of me and the attention I got - they complained that I got hit on all the time, they didn’t like me going places alone bc I might get hit on, didn’t like me dressing nicely bc they thought it made them look bad next to me (but then would talk shit when I didn’t dress nicely), thought everyone in the world was trying to flirt with me and take me away from them, I remember one time some old lady commented on how skinny we BOTH were and they were so angry that I was included in this instead of just them. and they also couldn’t go ANYWHERE without talking shit about someone’s appearance or the way they were dressed and it was so boring to listen to + only came from their own insecurity about their own appearance. which they MASSIVELY had more than probably anyone I’ve ever met. and underneath the appearance they were so insecure about they were a boring person like they had no substance. I was rly into math and physics when we met and I dropped those interests completely bc they pretty much asked me never to talk about them bc it made them insecure. they didn’t have a single original thought about anything, didn’t really have any interests outside their physique + veganism + stupid anime. like. what im getting at is i was the prize not them and they will never do better than me in their life.

and now I’m with someone who is the exact polar opposite of that. she’s such a vibrant interesting person who I could talk to forever and never get bored or run out of topics. she’s gorgeous and the smartest person I’ve EVER met and she’s completely secure in herself and has never tried to diminish me or acted like I was a threat to her. and she loves me and thinks I’m beautiful and makes it very clear that she wants ME and not an npc cardboard cutout girl. everything Levi didn’t like about me is something she actively wants. and like I know this. I know she would never want me to be any different + the idea would distress her. but I am taking a very big step with her and it’s bringing Levi’s voice into my mind again telling me how unlovable I am. well Levi Loggins never had anything good or intelligent to say about anything and anyone who listened to them or respected their opinion at all is a sucker and that includes me. and so I’m writing it here and releasing it and not giving it any power over me any more.

[heyifinallyhaveablog]

A Fan in Distress:

This post is basically being sent in vacuum, since this is probably the millionth of its kind on Tumblr relating to J.K. Rowling. I for one, could relate to Harry Potter for the longest time, until very recently, since once you try reviving an old favourite of yours, chances are, that you might love them, or find yourself in an ethical dilemma worse than ever.

TLDR: As of today, I harbour no ethical dilemmas. Whatever JKR has said and done in enforcement of her transphobia is problematic, and considering her power and position is inexcusable. Her social capital has already been elevated enough to shield her from the monetary effects of any backlash thereof. And we don't need to add to it.

Time to let the Harry Potter franchise rest in its grave.

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Here, I'll confess my own sins. I'm an owner of all seven of those books. I've loved all of them more than life itself. I've loved Neville and I've loved Dobby. Completing my HP set was my first quest after I'd started earning, and I'd very recently bought the Harry Potter Almanac. It was actually after this purchase that YouTube (courtesy of its algorithm) threw up two podcast videos for me to listen to while working. (Yeah, I live under a rock, and, yes, apparently this issue of JKR being a transphobe hasn't really gained much audience in our country. I sincerely doubt that many people knew of this. They probably still don't.)

But yes, while ignorance may be blissful, it is certainly not desirable. And this is where those podcast videos by Contrapoints and Jesse Gender educated me about this issue. Particularly Aranock's testimony of her experience as a trans female, particularly with respect to the hatred and harassment she was subjected to after JKR's spiteful revelations actually shook me to the core. I felt despair, sadness, anger and yes, Guilt too.

I'D FELT CHEATED.

Because, you don't listen, JKR. For some reason, you've refused to listen, heed, and reason. This probably won't reach you, but I'm sure you would know what being unheard feels like, and here, you are, after having written of inclusion and consideration, love and respect, in your set of fantasy novels, standing on your millions that those novels got you, and yet, becoming the exact polar opposite of what you'd preached, and hurting millions in your obstinacy. You are now leading us to believe that your make believe world holds no good for anything apart from the age old viciously exclusionary social mores that people are fighting so hard against. Even to this day, even in countries as evolving as mine, even in countries as 'developed' as yours.

But yes, none of this makes any difference to you, does it? And as for us, we shall definitely adjust and cast aside something that millions of us grew up to love. For that, is the right thing to do.

So henceforth-

No Harry Potter merchandise for me.

No more Harry Potter books/films for me.

Harry Potter shan't be passed to my children from me. But yeah, Sandman certainly will.

An ashamed ex-Potterhead

[princessasmosprincess]

The Obey Me writers have put themselves in an interesting situation.

I don't know if we're ever actually going to see Michael in person in the game, but if we do it will be interesting to see his design since there are already multiple characters who were designed to look opposite of Lucifer:

We've got black hair and white hair, pale skin and tan skin. Lucifer has red and black eyes while Mammon has blue and yellow eyes. Some people think Mammon's eyes are blue because he's supposedly the closest of the brothers to being an angel, I completely disagree. I think the creators designed Lucifer first (the game was obviously designed around him) and then picked elements that would directly contrast for Mammon who is so unlike Lucifer in personality and actions. While blue isn't the exact opposite of red on the color wheel, our eyes perceive them as opposites. Hot vs cold, red vs blue, you know what I mean. Their demon forms are also so different, Lucifer is covered up as much as he possibly can be, and Mammon is barely wearing anything.

You know what color IS opposite red on the color wheel? Green. Satan has light hair too, just not white because the brothers all need different hair colors so you can tell them apart immediately. Satan's hair is messier than Lucifer's (not that you can really tell with the cards I chose to show). Also, and this may not have been intentional, but I love how Lucifer's every day outfit has a ton of buttons except on the pants (you know, like a normal outfit) but Satan's every day outfit has no buttons on top, they're ALL on the pants.

Then we have Diavolo whose colors are an inversion of Lucifer's, right down to their nail colors. He's got red hair, light eyes, black nails, and tan skin while Luci has black hair, dark eyes, red nails, and light skin. Similar to Mammon, Diavolo's demon form shows a lot of skin compared to the way Luci covers up everything, including his hands.

Like I said before, I don't know if they're ever going to show Michael. I think it serves the game better if he's a semi-omniscient voice we hear sometimes. I just think it's funny there's already at least 3 characters (I could make cases for Asmo and Simeon but that seems like overkill) who are supposed to look like polar opposites to Lucifer.