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i90o3 Ā· 3 days ago
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haii ><,, i read your pampering fic w mr crawling and i js. UGH. IM SO IN LOVEEEE šŸ˜­šŸ˜­ do u do nsfw drabbles/fics šŸ¤” i read in ur rules you DO allow nsfw so,, could i request something nsfw abt a first time with him ><??
First Time.
context: First time with your pookie wookie bookie puppy bear.
Homicipher. mr crawling x reader. | Anypovā€¦(?). NSFW | tw: ectoplasm c*m
Nsfw isnā€™t my strong suit but I have fun challenging myself, I do hope you enjoy this!
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first time? ..confusing. And complicated. And clumsy. But oh.. does it feel so good.
Itā€™s definitely a lot of build up over a couple months, like first soft pecks, then making out, slow and clumsy touches.
You have to guide his hands yourself until he gets the hang of it, but I think heā€™s a pretty quick learner. Heā€™s def good with his hands (I actually think he says that in the game at some point) and his tongue.. (šŸ˜œ)
Iā€™d say your on your bed making out, straddling his lap, your tongues in a heated battle with each other while his hand roams your body and his other hand is gently cupping your face. Youā€™re starting to subtly grind against him, and he makes a chirping noise.
You can feel his erection against your thigh, and when you pull back to look at him, heā€™s smiling widely at you. He grabs you by the shoulders and switches your positions, pushing you down against the mattress while he hovers over you. Heā€™s whining and chirping, rutting against your leg and wrapping his big arms around you, burying his face in to your chest. Heā€™s so whiny and desperate for you, clawing at your clothes to try and get them off.
I saw someone say heā€™d be on the smaller side, but yall see how fucking tall that man is?? I def think heā€™s atleast 6 or 7 inches ..skinny, veiny, with a slight curve.
Heā€™s chirping and making all sorts of noises when he finally sinks in to your wet heat, rutting so sloppily and clumsily. You jolt from how cold it is compared to your hot gummy walls, making you shiver. He has no idea really what heā€™s doing, but it just feels so good he canā€™t stop, canā€™t help himself. How you clench around him, how good it feels, its driving him insane. Burying his face in to your neck and wrapping his arms around you so tightly.
You can tell heā€™s getting close because heā€™s getting more vocal and his thrusts are getting even more sloppier (somehow), and youā€™re clawing at his back, whimpering and mewling. Your walls clench around him, milking his purple-tipped cock, cumming with a sharp cry. His hips stutter as you ride out your high, and he slips out of you, shooting his load on your tummy, rubbing his grey ectoplasm cum all over your soft skin, giggling maniacally.
After you clean yourselves up, you snuggle up to him, pulling the covers up around you both as he pats your head and you drift off to sleep on his arms.
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11/11/2024. 9:38 am. @i90o3
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livbedum Ā· 1 day ago
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older chapter one
younger actress!reader x drew starkey smau
summary in which you and drew run into some fans and it only fuels the rumors
next chapter
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ynupdates posted photos!
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ynupdates got to meet y/n and drew when i was out last night! they were with the rest of obx cast and chris but i didnā€™t get to meet the all of them! y/n was so nice and drew is so hot i love my life
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username omfg omfg omfg
username i knew the casts became friends after hellraiser came out with y/n and drew but seeing it changes things
ā†³ username they were friends before hellraiser because lilah introduced them!
username are they dating?
ā†³ username goodbyeeeee men and women can be friends
username y/n living our dream
username first chris and now drew? seems like y/n is just trying to date whoever she can from work
yourusername opeā€” not the bad angle!ā˜¹ļø
ā†³ ynupdates omF I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THANK YOU FOR TAKING PICS AND TALKING TO ME I LOVE YOU DREW TOO OMFG
ā†³ yourusername i love you more<3 i loved being able to meet you!!!!
ā†³ yourusername drewstarkey found her!
ā†³ ynupdates you were talking about me?!?? OMFG IM SCREMAING
ā†³ drewstarkey hey!!! we found her!šŸ˜
ā†³ ynupdates OMFGG AGWIKWUS
username no bc why do i ship y/n with chris and drew at the same time??
username they have to be dating! i saw them hanging out alone last week!! i didnā€™t want to bother them because they were having dinner , but it didnā€™t look friendly!
ā†³ username i need to know everything
username i need season three of tsitp right neowwww
ā†³ username bc why do we have to wait so longšŸ˜­
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yourusername posted to their story!
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drewstarkey replied to your story!
no photo credit is crazy
also a premiere throwback when the next season doesnā€™t come out until next year is ridiculous. youā€™re edging us at this point
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ilydrwstrky tweeted!
the fact that yā€™all are saying thereā€™s so many signs pointing to drew dating y/n is ridiculous! yā€™all are delusional and reaching atp. they met thru lilah ( her dad is drewā€™s boss and her coworker is y/n ) and so the two casts of tsitp and obx hang out. thatā€™s it! yā€™all are sad!
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ā†³ username i fear youā€™re being more delusional than the shippers queen
ā†³ username weā€™ve been over this people! stop shipping real human beings!
ā†³ username personally , iā€™m going to stay in my yndrew bubble while you stay jealous that drewā€™s never going to pick you
ā†³ username thereā€™s so many threads on x alone that support and feed into the rumor of them being together , but i seriously hope not. they met when she was 19 and he was 27. did somebody say leo dicaprio?
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an first chapter out. first social media fic out. so pls tell me u love it before i crash outšŸ’‹
taglist @sabrina-carpenter-stan-account
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the-silver-peahen-residence Ā· 2 days ago
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The roars and the shouts are heard before it becomes silent as something is heard shut. A door. Muffled shouts are heard before laughter is heard, "With this, I can make a new animatronic! Thanks to those brats, I can collect enough agony to make more of these things! It's thanks to that stupid owner who wouldn't give up. Hell, they brought in some damn brats..." Said a figure. It sounded male.
Megumi didn't like that at all. What was he planning to do?! Make more of the animatoric but it sounds like he would make it more danger and disturbing where it might get even worse. He saw Miko struggling but she glares at him while still moving.
"Oh well...I just need to move and leave this dump. Not before bringing more brats in here!" He cackled. "I just need to use those dumb robots and a helper to bring them here."He said.
Someone came into view, he wore a grey Zilla mask, this one looked metal as it had yellow eyes. He looks at Miko, "Tell me...I wonder which of your friends will get here first. The girls, the boys, or that brother and sister! Who knows! It makes the game fun, doesn't it?"
"......" Miko still tries to struggle but he sighed to look at her.
"Now now, don't struggle. You'll hurt yourself like that. I can't let a fresh offering get ruined." he said only to hear more sickening crunch noises to see himself. Miko saw blood on him but also saw the animatronic show up but it was coated in blood along with holding a bloody axe.
Right away Miko's face pales a little. "Though, again, we just begun the game..I'm sure you'll have loads of fun..won't you? Besides, I still didn't forgive you for that kick earlier after you escaped twice. TWICE!" he shouted as he slams the axe above her head almost cutting her hands but missed.
"With your wrestling moves and all that punching and kicking. That hurt you know. BUT! I forgive you for it." he pouts to grip her chin forcing her to look at him.
"I mean after all....I had sooooooo fun making sure you didn't do it again." he said glaring at her but Miko kept looks at him seeing the bloody axe near by.
"So lets see if we can have more guests show up...but you'll be fine won't you.." he smiled petting Miko's head while she was still struggling hoping she can break free again.
"But lets see...maybe you can lead your friends here for me! You can be so helpful and I know I can get them trapped.." he giggled but Miko shook her head furiously not wanting that. He looks to her but he only glares seeing the mask up close that she stares into his glowing yellow eyes.
"Don't you fucking say no to me...you're lucky I didn't kill you.." he said as she was quiet. "Just because you got lucky, I'll be sure you don't...so unless you want me to cut that pretty little head of yours..behave." he warns.
Megumi was worried seeing this but watching the animatronic take him away was troubling. However, Miko kept struggling in her chains trying to get out as she was still gagged. She can hear Meko's screams for help as the roaring was louder now before hearing a door slam close.
"What the hell is this?" megumi asked but he was worried before Miko was trying to talk looking to the camera worried or is she trying to say something? He did see Anaconda there trying to help but the chains had some anit cursed energy so he can't bite into it. She still struggles harshly before she heard Meko screaming again.
"Mffmmm!?!?"
"NO PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS! PLEASE i...WAIT NO NO NOOOOO!!" She heard another scream before a sicking cut was heard with a pained cry.
"Aaahhh!! IT HURTS! IT'S HURTS PLEASE DON'T! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!!" he begs in the room as Miko was worried.
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loulovingho Ā· 13 hours ago
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I think Iā€™m still just stuck on Oliverā€™s will they / wonā€™t they wanting the audience to long for the relationship quote. As well as Tim quote about Buck figuring out who he is and who he wants. And Oliverā€™s quote about fighting to be together. I am still hopeful of the potential direction they can take this in. I do think this coming episode will be the make or break in a way. If we see villainizing Tommy (which I donā€™t think they will based on the way both Tim and Oliver sympathized his decision) then I think its over but if we see Chim and Maddie helping Buck to understand Tommyā€™s actions then I think thereā€™s still a chance. Also to me having Chim and Maddie talk to him is very interesting. They were a couple that fought to be together, broke up and then found their way back to each other. Having them in the scenes with Buck post break up helps me to feel hopeful about the direction theyā€™re going in tbh. I donā€™t think it will be resolved at all by the end of 8a. But I do think 08.08 may leave off with Buck deciding whether or not he wants to reach out.
Honestly, all the interviews are bullshit. Thatā€™s where I am now lol the actors never know wtf is going on. I think theyā€™ve been told so many things and, like, 2 out of 20 have actually turned into something. There was a load of nothing with madney, henren, and mara. Tim had stated that Eddie would be a little left out while Buck and Tommyā€™s relationship grew and we got more scenes of Eddie with them than without. Buck struggled for like 10 seconds with whether or not he meant to hurt Gerrard, also nothing came from Gerrard taking him under his wing. The Ortiz storyline was meaningless, and Gerrardā€™s entire arc turned him into a joke. There was no ā€œhurdleā€ in Buck and Tommyā€™s relationship, it was a fucking boulder that came through and splintered it into a million pieces.
Ryan even stated that Tim could change the script in an instant, so the actors have no idea whatā€™s happening at any given time and neither does Tim apparently. Iā€™m pretty sure he goes to ao3, randomly selects a fanfic with his eyes closed, then writes his scripts based off of said fic.
I know some people are being positive and saying Maddie and Chimney will help him see Tommyā€™s perspective, but I have absolutely no faith in the show or its writing whatsoever. I would not be surprised if we got a, ā€œeh, Tommyā€™s always been distant. Always a runner and tough to crack. You dodged a bullet,ā€ from Chimney. Not because I believe itā€™s actually something heā€™d say, but because the writing is so shit that theyā€™d have him say it to further push Tommy out of the narrative. Then, idk, maybe Buck can go on his little fuck tour šŸ¤·šŸ»ā€ā™€ļø
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nausicaamusiclover20 Ā· 1 day ago
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Can you please write a classic trope of reader overhearing black album/load James calling her ā€œclingyā€? Like guys in the band joke about it and he is fed up? So she stops coming over to studios and bringing food over, stops asking him to pick her up from work, if he wants to go to a bar, she always has a ā€œheadacheā€? Maybe itā€™s not until Bob Rock mentions that he likes when sheā€™s over cause James always does a better job in her presence? - thatā€™s when he gets that something is off???
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Hurtful Word
The studio has that same familiar smellā€”beer, lingering cigarette smoke, and the electric hum of amps running hot. I balance a bag with burgers and a beer as I push open the door, knowing James has been holed up here for hours. I just wanted to show up, bring him something heā€™d actually eat, something other than junk food and coffee. Itā€™s a small thing, but Iā€™ve always thought it meant something.
But as soon as I walk in, Lars glances over and smirks at Kirk. Their eyes flick to me, exchanging that look they always get when theyā€™re about to make a joke.
ā€œDamn, man,ā€ Lars says, his voice loud enough to carry. ā€œYou got yourself a personal chef now? Canā€™t even get a sandwich without her delivering it?ā€
Kirk snickers, crossing his arms. ā€œYeah, dude, sheā€™s here more than we are. Got a whole support team working for you, huh?ā€
The teasing makes my chest tighten, but I keep my head high, hoping James will laugh it off. But instead of a joke or a roll of his eyes, he glances at me, looks away, and mutters, ā€œYou donā€™t need to keep doing this. Itā€™s kindaā€¦ clingy.ā€
Clingy. The word slices through me, and I freeze. I donā€™t even hear the guys teasing him further because the room goes silent in my head. Clingy.
Lars laughs. ā€œOh, sheā€™s clingy now?ā€ he grins. ā€œBetter watch out, man, she might end up moving in next.ā€
ā€œYeah, at least keep some space, Hetfield,ā€ Kirk chimes in. ā€œYou donā€™t want to be tied down yet.ā€
My smile falters. I feel my face heat, and I force myself to nod. ā€œRight. Sorry, I didnā€™t mean to hover.ā€ My voice is too tight, too fake. I turn to leave quickly, wanting to get out before anyone can say anything else.
I donā€™t even make it to the door before I hear James mutter something, but itā€™s too late. Iā€™m already out.
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James Hetfield POV
The next few days are strange. Sheā€™s not at the studio, hasnā€™t called, hasnā€™t stopped by. When I wanted to go at bar she said that she had a headache. I figured at first sheā€™d just been busy. But by the second day, I realize itā€™s more than that. Sheā€™s actively keeping her distance. I try to shake it off, thinking itā€™s just her way of taking some space, but thereā€™s an unease gnawing at me.
My concentration is shot. The guys are noticing. I canā€™t get anything right during practice.
Bob Rock finally pulls me aside one evening, looking at me like he knows somethingā€™s wrong.
ā€œYou okay, James?ā€ Bob asks, his tone casual but concerned. ā€œYouā€™ve been off the last couple of days. Itā€™s like somethingā€™s not clicking.ā€
I rub my face, trying to avoid admitting it. ā€œJust tired, man. Itā€™s been a long couple of sessions.ā€
Bob gives me a look, his eyes narrowing slightly. ā€œI get it. But, uh... Iā€™ve noticed something, and Iā€™m gonna be blunt with you, alright?ā€
I look up, a little surprised. ā€œWhatā€™s that?ā€
Bob leans in slightly, his voice dropping. ā€œWhen sheā€™s here, when sheā€™s around, you play better. Hell, the bandā€™s tighter, too. Thereā€™s something about the way you focus when sheā€™s here, like she brings out the best in you. But now that sheā€™s gone... itā€™s like youā€™ve lost your spark.ā€
I stare at Bob, the words hitting harder than I expected. She makes me better? I never thought of it that way. But Bobā€™s right. Every time she showed up with lunch or a little note, Iā€™d felt more grounded. More centered. The music flowed easier. And now? Itā€™s like the fireā€™s gone out. The sessions feel lifeless. Iā€™ve been distracted, unfocused.
Suddenly, I feel a deep pang of regret. I hadnā€™t realized how much she was actually keeping me grounded, how much her quiet presence affected me. Iā€™d taken her for granted, pushed her away with my stupid, careless words. I canā€™t take it anymore. Not the silence. Not the distance between us. Iā€™ve been calling her all week, and every time, it goes straight to voicemail. Itā€™s eating me alive. I donā€™t care how bad I fucked upā€”I need to fix this. I need to see her, to hear her, to make sure she knows that Iā€™m sorry.Ā 
I jump in the car, my hands gripping the steering wheel too tightly. My thoughts are a jumbled mess. ā€œClingyā€ I said that word to her. And now I can't stop hearing it echoing in my head. The guys had joked, but I could see it in her eyesā€”she wasnā€™t laughing. I pushed her away, and now I canā€™t reach her.Ā 
I donā€™t even think as I pull up to her building. I park quickly, my heart pounding in my chest, and rush to the door. My breath catches in my throat as I knock, then ring the doorbell. Thereā€™s no answer. I knock again, harder this time, and thenā€¦ nothing.Ā 
I press my ear against the door, and I hear movement inside. My stomach tightens. I donā€™t know if itā€™s hope or desperation, but I feel the overwhelming need to be with her, to fix whatā€™s broken.
Finally, the door opens just enough for her face to peek through. Her eyes are tired, and she looksā€¦ fragile. Like sheā€™s been holding herself together, but just barely.
I swallow hard. ā€œCan we talk?ā€ My voice cracks a little, betraying the anxiety twisting in my gut. ā€œI need to talk to you.ā€
She doesnā€™t say anything. She doesnā€™t even step aside at first. For a second, I think she might slam the door in my face. But then she opens it wider, just enough to let me in. I walk past her, my heart hammering in my chest, and she follows me in silence.
The air between us is thickā€”heavy with everything that hasnā€™t been said. I turn around to face her, and for a moment, I canā€™t find the words. The look on her faceā€¦ It breaks me. Itā€™s like sheā€™s shutting down, like sheā€™s already made up her mind to walk away.
ā€œI was stupid,ā€ I blurt, the words tumbling out faster than I can control. ā€œI shouldnā€™t have said that. "Clingy". What the hell was I thinking? Youā€™re not clingy. Youā€™reā€”God, I donā€™t even know how to fix this. I canā€™t take it back, but I canā€™t stand the thought of losing you.ā€
She just stands there, her eyes cold and distant. I hate it. I hate seeing her like thisā€”like she doesnā€™t care anymore. The silence between us stretches out, making the weight of what I said feel heavier than ever.
ā€œYou donā€™t get it, do you?ā€ Her voice is quieter than I expect, almost like a whisper. ā€œYou made me feel like I was too much. Like I wasnā€™t even wanted. I was just trying to be there for you, and youā€¦ you pushed me away. In front of the guys, James. You made me feel like a joke.ā€
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut. I can see it nowā€”how badly I hurt her. How wrong I was. Sheā€™s standing there, so small, her shoulders slumped like sheā€™s carrying the weight of everything Iā€™ve said.Ā 
I feel my chest tightening, my throat burning. ā€œIā€™m sorry. I swear, I didnā€™t mean to do that. Youā€™ve never been too much, not for me. I donā€™t know what I was thinking. Youā€™re everything to me, and Iā€”God, I donā€™t even know how I got so fucking stupid.ā€
I take a step toward her, my hand reaching out, but she pulls back slightly. ā€œI donā€™t know if you even understand how much you hurt me,ā€ she says, her voice shaking now. ā€œYou made me feel like I was suffocating you. And I canā€™t keep trying if youā€™re not going to see me. If you donā€™t want me aroundā€¦ā€
The words trail off, and I can hear the tears in her voice. My heart shatters, and before I even realize it, Iā€™m moving toward her, pulling her into my arms.
ā€œI didnā€™t mean it,ā€ I say, my voice breaking. ā€œI donā€™t ever want to hurt you. I was a fucking idiot, okay? Please, donā€™t walk away from me.ā€
She stands still for a moment, then gives in, her body relaxing as she buries her face in my chest. I feel the wetness of her tears against my shirt, and it kills me. I never wanted to make her feel like this. Never.
ā€œI miss you,ā€ I whisper, holding her tighter. ā€œI need you. Please donā€™t leave me.ā€
Her hands clutch the front of my shirt, and for a moment, weā€™re both just standing there, tangled up in the mess of emotions between us. The silence is raw, but it feels real.
She pulls back slightly, just enough to look me in the eyes. ā€œYouā€™ve gotta promise me, James. Promise me youā€™ll never do this again. That Iā€™m not just some fucking joke to you.ā€
ā€œI promise,ā€ I say, my voice steady now. ā€œI swear to you, Iā€™ll never make you feel that way again. Iā€™m sorry. I didnā€™t realize what I had until I almost lost it.ā€
And then, suddenly, I feel the need to say something else. Something thatā€™s been weighing on me for a while. I pull her back into my arms, my hands gripping her tightly as I press my lips to her hair. ā€œYou know, I always appreciated you showing up at the studio. I never said it, but you always brought something with youā€”something that helped me focus.
When youā€™re there, I can think clearer, the music just comes to me better. Itā€™s like Iā€™m myself again, you know? And when you werenā€™t around these last couple of days, I realized how much Iā€™ve been taking you for granted. I need you there. Not just because I like having you close, but because you make me better.ā€
She doesnā€™t speak for a moment, but I feel her body soften against mine. ā€œI didnā€™t know that,ā€ she whispers.
ā€œI should have told you sooner,ā€ I say, my voice thick with emotion. ā€œIā€™m so sorry. I need you in my life. Not just in the studio, but everywhere.ā€
Her hand rests gently on my chest. ā€œI need you too, James. But youā€™ve gotta prove it.ā€
ā€œI will,ā€ I promise, brushing my lips against her forehead. ā€œEvery day, Iā€™ll show you.ā€
We stand there in the quiet of her apartment, the weight of everything between us slowly lifting. For the first time in days, I feel a sense of peace. I donā€™t know what the future holds, but I know that as long as I donā€™t let her go again, weā€™ll find our way through it together.
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ominus-potato Ā· 2 days ago
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Rebound search- cut scene
In the latest part of the pining Mario series, there was a scene I began to write where Mario and Mr Puzzles would go to the movie and accidentally hold hands and all that junk. However, I decided to cut it out because it wasted too much time and was mostly a whole load of nothing.
Anyway, here is that cut scene:
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Mario thought to himself for a moment before his face lit up with an idea. He turned to Puzzles.
"Hey! We don't-a need to base today on some silly romance movies. The people in them are clearly stupid and boring if those are the type of locations they meet their true love." He gestured to the notepad for emphasis, "We should pick somewhere entirely new! Somewhere that no silly romance character has ever met their love interest."
Mr Puzzles looked at Mario with curiosity; a confused smile appearing on his screen.
"Okay then... did you have anywhere in mind?" He asked.
Mario froze. His mind went blank and his face buffering as he tried to think of at least ONE place they could go to meet someone.
Meeting someone. That was the goal of this whole thing wasn't it? Mario knew this and he wasn't intending on skewing from Mr Puzzles' plan; but so far, his feelings for the TV hadn't changed in the slightest. If anything, they had only grown stronger! Going shopping, having lunch, spending time alone-Ā  just the two of them, talking, laughing... Mario was having an amazing time with Mr Puzzles.
The Italian turned to take in the sight of the TV standing in front of him, looking down at him expectantly.
"Well? Where do you suggest we go?" He asked again.
Mario snapped out of his thoughts and stammered.
"Uhh... w-we should go..."
The, already small, logical side of his mind desperately tried to think of a place where he could actually meet someone new. Somewhere that would allow him to finally move on from the TV and see him as nothing more than a friend. That would be the healthy thing for him to do.
Unfortunately, Mario was anything BUT healthy.
He was just too tempted by the prospect of him and Puzzles spending more time together! Selfish as it may be, he didn't want to move on. At least, not right now. Mario just wanted to enjoy what little time he had alone with Mr Puzzles. Even if it was just platonic.
"W-we should go to the movie theatre!!" Mario declared with false confidence.
Mr Puzzles gave him an odd look, tilting his head slightly as he stared at the Italian, dumbfounded.
"Why would we go there? The whole point of a movie theatre is to sit in silence and not talk to anyone. That doesn't seem like a great place to meet someone."
Mario looked around nervously as he tried to come up with some sort of half-assed explanation as to why the movie theatre was actually a great place for meeting new people!
"Well, err- Mario thinks the movies will be a good place to go because... Mario really likes TV! We already know this and the movie theatre is really just one big TV screen that everyone watches! Plus, there's food which Mario also likes so that means that whoever is at the movie theatre has lots-a in common with Mario!"
Mario gave Puzzles a nervous smile, hoping that he wouldn't detect the uncertainty in his tone or notice the sweat beading at his forehead.
Puzzles' eyes narrowed as he looked down at the shorter man, seemingly trying to read his expression. A deafening silence fell over them before eventually, Mr Puzzles spoke up.
"Alright then..." he said cautiously.
Mario's face lit up and without thinking, he grabbed Mr Puzzles' hand and began to lead him to the movies.
Only once they had arrived did Mario properly register the fact that he and Puzzles had their fingers intertwined. He hurriedly let go, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he looked away, a light blush on his cheeks.
Once he had calmed down Mario cleared his throat, "Uh... so what movie would you like to see?" He asked, smiling nervously at the taller man.
Puzzles glanced down at him and let out a huff.
"Mario, we're not here for the leisure of seeing a movie. Look around! See who's here on their own and what they're going to watch. Then simply buy us tickets to the same movie." Puzzles explained.
He looked around, trying to wean out anyone who was there alone. His attention darted to the digital ticket booth where a man had just began selecting a movie. Puzzles grinned, grabbing Mario by his shoulders and spinning him in the direction of the man.
"There! See? There's someone. Go over to him, talk to him, then get us tickets to the same movie. I'll get us some snacks."
Mario was unsure as he looked between Puzzles and the stranger he was supposed to approach. Was this really the best way to go about this?
"Mario doesn't think that-"
"Just trust me Mario. This is going to be your best chance at meeting someone at the movies." He crouched down to Mario's level, looking him in the eyes with that screen; and Mario thought it was just oh so pretty.
"You want to move on from your feelings don't you?"
The question was meant to be rhetorical. Mario knew this. But as he stared deeply into Mr Puzzles' hypnotic screen, he found himself getting lost in the bright colours and captivating shapes. The question repeated in his mind as he mindlessly gazed into Puzzles' digital eyes.
Does he want to move on?
Mario wasn't sure anymore. These feelings were so confusing. One minute he hated them, the next, he was eternally grateful to have them. One minute he wanted to do nothing but wallow in a ball of self pity, then he'd be enthusiastically following Puzzles to the ends of the earth. The love he held for the TV had been putting him through hell these past few months but now, being alone with the man, Mario had just forgotten about all of the pain and anguish he felt over him. And all he could think about was how good it felt to be in his presence.
"Well I'm afraid this is going to be your best chance of moving on."
Puzzles voice snapped Mario out of his daydream and brought him back to reality. He blinked, slightly dazed before sighing.
"Okay..." he said.
Mr Puzzles smiled and stood up, making his way to the snacks whilst Mario watched him leave. He eyes remained fixed if the TV man for just a moment before he turned around to go and buy their tickets.
As Mario approached the digital ticket booth, he saw that the man Mr Puzzles had spotted earlier was finishing off his purchase. Mario hopped over his shoulder to get a peek at which movie he was here to see.
Lady and the Tramp
Mario mentally scoffed. Of course. Rerun day. Every so often, the cinema reran old movies decades after they first aired. It was stupid in Mario's opinion but what did he know?
Mario pushed aside his opinions and instead mentally prepared himself to talk to the man in front of him. This is what Puzzles asked him to do after all.
The Italian took a deep breath and was about to make conversation with the stranger before he was suddenly met with an overpowering stench. Mario shut his mouth instantly and scrunched his face in displeasure.
This guy STANK!
My god did he even know what a shower was??? Mario probably wasn't one to judge but that didn't stop him. There was no way he was going to talk to this stinky loser.
Eventually, the guy left and Mario bought two tickets for Lady and the Tramp. Even if he wasn't planning on talking to that guy, the movie could be pretty good! He just needed to make sure he got seats that were far away from him.
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feyscape Ā· 1 day ago
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The more people try, the better, because it kinda gives false hope by loading a little and then failing. It'll zip the file first, but because it's such a huge file, there'll be a timeout after 5 minutes (as far as I can see). So a faster connection is better, and retrying it as well should help against any randomness.
If anyone succeeds fully, remember to upload to Github or a similar place! Even a personal Google Drive can help spread the file along.
Do also exercise caution though! There's huge demand for this world download right now, and the file is too big to be scanned by many auto-detectors. So only download from people you trust!
hey if anyone manages to actually get the world download can they post it in a different google drive file or something and post it on here
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solaestial Ā· 6 months ago
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i made an end roll fan video šŸ™ˆ the song is tenohira wonderland by sasanomaly
watch on youtube!!
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lover-of-mine Ā· 1 year ago
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Inspired by The Definition of Love and All Things Ineffable by @elvensorceress on ao3
Everything is still. Quiet. He stares like heā€™s never seen. He probably hasnā€™t. But it sings through every cell in his body. Eddieā€¦ the things Eddie sees as loveā€¦
Eddie breathes slowly and wets his lips. ā€œAll I know about the kind of love youā€™re asking about? Is you. Love, to me, is you.ā€
Buck knows itā€™s true because he feels it. Heā€™s always felt it. Heā€™s never really doubted the strength and depth of their bond, just how to qualify it.
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chrisbangs Ā· 1 year ago
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YANG JEONGINĀ  for @foxinys
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seiwas Ā· 11 months ago
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there is a very specific image in my head of early-mid 20ā€™s iwaizumi hajime
#iwaizumi x reader#and heā€™s the guy taking on an internship in his senior year with minimum load for his classes#bc heā€™s planned it all out since starting college#you see him in parties because he has the time & he works so hard itā€™s only right he plays hard too#every time you lock eyes he gives you a small smile#thereā€™s an air about him that isnā€™t cocky but isnā€™t too shy; a comfort that settles into his skin like heā€™s sure of who he is#ā€”of what he wants & it definitely isnā€™t hauling up his drunk friends and a few acquaintances up his car#but some of them are your friends and youā€™re helping him so maybe it isnā€™t so bad#he drops you off with your roommate and you rarely see him after#until you spot him at some bar (again) and heā€™s wearing a tight fitting polo (itā€™s his uniform you later notice)#itā€™s a year or two after your graduation and when you lock eyes across the room thereā€™s something so familiar yet wholly different#heā€™s confident now & maybe a little flirty too when he tells you heā€™s working as an assistant to shadow one of his mentors#you catch up for the rest of the night and your friends have long since gone ahead#he still knows what he wants and itā€™s to bring you homeā€”not that way (not yet); youā€™re a little suspicious because#you know thereā€™s /something/ but he drives you home like a gentleman. without really trying anything (and maybe part of you wishes he did)#itā€™s iwaizumi though and he knows what he wantsā€”to ask you out properly (one heā€™s been thinking about since chance encounters in uni)#and heā€™s hoping that when he asks you can tell just how much he likes you#hajime#i want him so bad im crying#there is a whole workd of backstory to this but i got lazy typing it#shotorus.bubble
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justarandombrit Ā· 5 months ago
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@femslashfortnight 17th June - Make It Sapphic AU - Chaicoffee
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I don't know how I feel about this, but I do now know that Joey is surprisingly easier to draw as a woman.
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duusheen Ā· 7 months ago
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Hope went back home to pay the rent before traveling to her parents' house and was planning to simply put the money in the mailbox, but Sterling was there and she said, "Why not?". The problem is Sterling has a special ability to get on Hope's nerves, and as expected, they started arguing. But this time the argument lasted really short, and Hope started to think that maybe, just maybe, she could get along with Sterling at some point and be friends. Not today tho.
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The real reason why Sterling was being nice šŸ¤øšŸ½ā€ā™€ļø
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spoopers-bloopers Ā· 1 year ago
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(mp100 / omori) part 2-3
kinda important epilogue doodle:
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hmslusitania Ā· 5 months ago
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Just remembered being 12, exploring ff.net for the first time, not knowing literally anything about fic conventions yet, and seeing bunches of fics with something like ā€œAUā€ or ā€œpure AUā€ or what have you
And thinking to myself
ā€œAu likeā€¦ the chemical symbol for gold?? Pure Au like youā€™re declaring your fic to be pure gold?! Hmmmmmmm idk guys that seems Way too bold a claim to make.ā€
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elliwoods Ā· 8 months ago
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>new shitty discord mobile ui
>new shitty tumblr mobile ui
>new shitty youtube desktop ui
And none of them have options to go back to the old layouts!
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