#i know this is late i couldnt get back to my computer in time no one say anything

[chiiyuuvv]

XIKERS AS TYPES OF PHYSICAL AFFECTION °

• PAIRING — xikers x gn reader

• GENRE — established relationship, cute, mentions of biting, minjae is slightly suggestive, yeah thats it

• WORD COUNT — 869

• AUTHORS NOTE — cute idea i got. I tried making a paragraph for each but some are longer.. shorter.. yeah. Requests will not be closed, but will be ignored until Saturday since i have other things i need to get done

MASTERLIST!

Kissing

"Minjae!!" You spin around his chair as he furiously clicks on his computer. "Lemme save the song first then i'll-" lifting his head, you kiss him, your hands going through his hair as you lift him out of his chair. "Baby.." he mumbles into the kiss as his eyes shut, his lips moving in sync with yours as he pushes you back on the bed, hovering over you to play soft kisses on your neck. "Hyung did you ever finish that- oh." - yechan

Cuddling; biting

You loved snuggling up with your boyfriend, your limbs basically connected as you basically shared the same breath. And he loved to wrap his arms around your waist, his head resting on yours as your head rests on his chest, listening to his quicken heartbeat. When you tease him, he'd let out a series of whine, and you could feel your heart melting. He was so cuteee. But sometimes he was too cute that you didnt know what to do. So you decided to bite junmin. "Yahh what was that for?!"

Holding hands

It was a small habit of his, his hands ghosting over yours before finally lacing your hands together. Sometimes sumin would lift up your intertwined hands to place a soft kiss on your knuckles, other times he would simply play around with them, fidgeting with your hands as one of his friends were talking. If you were alone, he likes to twirl you around, his hand remaining on yours as his other hand comes to your waist, swaying you back and forth. If you were in public, he likes to play around with your rings. And if you ever call his hands small, he would always burst out into a fit of giggles, squeezing your hand a little tighter.

Staring fondly

"Why hello there.." jinsik blushes at the sudden eye contact. You were staring at him — not that you realized at first. Your eyes just naturally shifted to his and you were unable to stop, as a teasing smile appears. "W-what are you doing?" Jinsik scoots back while you scoot forward until he's trapped in place, enabling you to tug some hair behind his ear. "Just admiring my pretty boyfriend.. why, is there something wrong with that?"

Resting your head on the others shoulder

A movie was playing yet you couldnt focus, hyunwoo's smile catching your eye. He was laughing at the screen, his eyes forming into cresents as you felt yourself smiling too. So you laced your hands with his, resting your head on his shoulder. He was a little taken back but that didnt stop him from wrapping his arm around your waist, his head resting on yours. "Isn't this so funny, babe?"

Laying on their stomach

The silence was comfortable as you leaned back against the bed frame, your hand scrolling through your phone when the door opens. Junghoon doesn't say much, crawling right beside you as he curiously peeks at the device. The soft peck on his cheek encourages him to crawl between your legs, laying his head on your stomach. Yet he didnt fully grab your attention. So junghoon frees your hand from your phone, placing it on top of his head. And you finally give him the attention he wanted, carding your hands through his hair as you lay another kiss on his forehead, his eyes closing shut as he drifts off to sleep.

Late night talking

It was three in the morning, any normal person would be fast asleep but not for you; you were busying talking. "And then i said.." seeun glances up as he retells his day, the second time in 2 hours but you didnt mind. Curled in a blanket with your boyfriends arm over you, his soft voice finally making you sleepy was the life. "Anyways enough about me, how was your day?"

Rubbing your nose against the other

Yujun runs back from the stage, the biggest smile on his face as he picks you up and spins you around. "You did it baby!! I'm so proud!" "Thats only because you helped me practice for being mc." "Aishh!!" You hit his chest with a playful whine. He only smiles back as he cups your face and rubs his nose against yours, breaking into the cutest fits of giggles.

Back hugs

You were sauteeing some vegetables when you felt someone wrap their arms around your waist. "Hiya hunter," you look up, a small giggle escaping out of your lips as he smiles back. He buries his head into the crook of your neck, laying a few tiny kisses while he rocks your body from side to side. "What are you cooking?" "Vegetables, you can't only eat protein."

Kissing all over their face

"You look so cute." Yechan comments as you stuff some food into your mouth, yechan cupping your cheeks as he pulls you closer. You almost choke on your food as he lets out a breathy laugh, his face looked like it hurt from smiling so much. You only avoid his gaze as yechan pouts, turning your head back to him. "Wha-" "mwah mwah mwah!!" He covers your face with kisses, bursting out laughing when he sees your blush.

[thegreatclowncat]

ewwww i didnt realize it, but recently i had to unpack a lot of what i would call environmentally-transferred doomsday theology/apocalypticism. I remember being pulled aside as a kid, shown revelation, and being told that this will happen soon, so don't do kid things and focus on spending all of my time fixing my relationship with God. I cried bc i didnt like it, and ignored what they said.

Cut to the last five years. I kept having weird dreams about the societal collapse (which isnt the apocalypse, it's happened before) that had details which actually predicted decent chunks of my life over the next few years, which caused me to fear them, and every time i would walk outside of my room i would hear some video from some "youtube prophet" playing saying "get ready for the next few years" "this sign shows that something bad is going to happen" and i would always ask "HAS THIS PERSON EVER BEEN RIGHT IN thE LAST TEN YEARS???? WHY ArE YOU WATCHING THAT"

i logically did not believe any of this stuff without specific and reasonable justification (couldnt find any of that lol), but the sheer exposure of it over my lifetime wormed its way into my brain. i found myself having thoughts like, "I lost the last three years of my life, what if I am never able to dance?" and "If i only have a decade left to live, im not going to spend it doing freaking computer science" [<- the only good thing to come out of this btw, stopped me from digging myself into more graves (classes) instead of finding a career I want to pursue that will be worthwhile]

but my gosh, i can't believe i actually started believing that. it wasnt conscious. i was always prone to anxiety and hopelessness, and maybe THAT was just using this exposure to fuel its flame. but I had to get rid of it. for the first time in a few years, I felt like I didnt have to rush. yes, i need to get on with my life and get back to dancing, i do not have infinite time, but i dont need to freak out that I am losing every single day being inside doing nothing. I can enjoy my life. I felt the desire to look for a career path, something to invest a few years of preparation into without feeling like it was taking away precious time.

side note, i did also always put weird time limits on things. all the pro dancers are around my age, and i always felt so behind bc i started late and was sick for a while, and i imagined i could probably only dance until im 40, but really if i keep extra good care of my body, i can probably keep going for longer. would i want to by then? who knows, my interests may have changed.

[bridgyrose]

There are two Penny Polendinas: the robot Pietro designed, and his human daughter. Take it wherever you wish.

“I’ll see you later, Ruby.”

Those simple words echoed through Penny’s mind as she started to have second thoughts about the whole idea of this project. At first, it all seemed perfect: an android with an AI based on her own personality that could explore the world that she couldnt. Then, when it came back, the memories the android experienced could be transferred to her own mind as her own memories. But as the years went by, it became harder to separate herself from the android. The memories that were hers mixed in with the ones that were transferred, her mind trying to remember where she had been and separate that from what the android had experienced. Her fingers tapped the arm of her wheelchair as she swore she could see Beacon in front of her, feeling the wind on her cheeks and smelling the faint scent of roses as rose petals started to flutter around her. 

“Is everything okay, Penny?” Pietro asked. 

“Are you asking me or the android?” 

“I’m asking my daughter.” 

“That doesnt answer the question, dad.” Penny moved her hands down to the rails along the wheels of her chair and started to make her way over to her father. “You spend more time with her than you do me lately.” 

Pietro sighed and pulled away from the android to look at his daughter. He gently put a hand to her cheek, his fingers shaking slightly. “I know. I… I just want you to be able to experience the world in a way that will let the memories be… real to you.” 

“But now I dont know what is real anymore. I know I’m me, but the memories from… that are starting to take over. I remember what Beacon is like, what it’s like to be able to fight, the way my heart feels when I think about this Ruby the android seems fond of…” Penny started at the wall, no longer in the lab but seeing herself at Beacon as her heart pounded at the mere thought of being with Ruby. Her vision started to flicker between the lab and Beacon as her mind tried to pull through the tangled web of memories running through her mind. “I… I want my memories to be my own.” 

“Right…” Pietro sighed and looked at the damaged android he had been repairing, the synthetic skin torn at her hands and arms from the grimm it fought. ��Maybe… maybe its time I stop uploading the memories to you.” 

Penny paused for a moment. “No… no more memories of Beacon? Of Ruby?” 

Pietro nodded and pulled away from his daughter. “That would be the case. No more Ruby, no more Beacon, just the memories you make here.” He paused as he looked around the lab, then let out a sigh. “Which… wouldnt be much.” 

“And if I dont want to let those memories go?” 

“What do you mean?”

“I…. I dont want to let any of that go. I want to meet Ruby myself and see what Beacon is really like.” 

Pietro nodded. “I understand that but… you cant leave here. I need you here so I can keep an eye on your condition and make sure you’re stable. I dont want to lose you. And if you’re having trouble keeping your memories your own, then… maybe its time to stop with the ones from the android for now. Or for us to find another way.” 

Penny nodded and sighed. “Right…” 

“Now, you should get some rest. I dont want your heart to give you trouble again like last time.” 

Penny smiled a little and started to roll herself out of the lab and to the room that she was provided for rest. Her mind kept running to the android and how free it must be able to go outside of the military base. Once she made it to her bed, she grabbed her computer and sat it in her lap, the words Project P.E.N.N.Y coming up on the screen as she looked over the schematics of the android. “Maybe I can find a way to let us both experience the world… and not have to worry about me.”

[lemon-sugarcoats-nothing]

🐝vent

My night was awful. It started out Okay; i was at my grandma's apartment to see my dad and we played some games. Came home to mom's car not being in it's spot. My brothers and I assume she went to go run an errand, so we go inside, find her boyfriend, and unwind from being out all day. I was dealing with friend drama at that point too.

Half an hour later my mom calls me and tells me what to make for dinner, because she's out at a local "Social club" (Bar, but members only) with a friend. I think, "Great, maybe she wont drink though. She's been going sometimes and only having one".

7:30 passes. At 8 my brother asks me when we should make dinner, neither of us are hungry so we postpone.

8:30 passes, we make dinner because it's getting late. While we're making the food, friend drama dies off and they start joking around in the gc -all good and at that point i was ready to have a relaxing end of the evening.

9:30 passes. My friend moves a virtual birthday party for an acquaintance up half an hour (10) so i get started doing dishes. While im getting ready to do them, i start hearing noises and voices in the "back room" (small room at the back of the house that has the back back door, connected to the kitchen through another door) but no one's coming in. I cant tell if they're crying, laughing or just talking, but someone kept leaning on the door. I waited.

9:45 my mom opens the door and stumbles in; i immediately notice she. is. drunk. Her face is flushed, she was having trouble walking in the door, and she was slurring her words. I dont remember what the first thing she said was, but shortly after her friend also walks in. Her friend was tall (pretty) and significantly less drunk, i dont even know if she was tipsy. But it was a bit of a relief she was here too. My mom went upstairs -struggling- her friend followed a minute after. They came back down after my mom gave her a tour of the house, and then they went to the backroom to talk.

So far, so good right?

I was still uncomfortable so i finish dishes and other night-time responsibilities (Feeding the rabbits and refilling their water), then take my computer and phone to my room to camp out till morning (and for the birthday call).

Sometime during beginning of the call (10:15ish?) i start to hear arguing downstairs. Now, my room is above the kitchen, i have a "back room" to my room and i can usually hear when people are arguing in that room, from p much anywhere in my room. Sound carries. I couldnt make out everything they were saying, but it was b a d , and at one point my mom came inside the house shouting, and up the stairs shouting, and slammed doors so hard it shook the walls of my room, "[friend's name] Fuck you, [boyfriend's name] Fuck you. FUCK ALL OF YOU". My friends on call all heard it.

So im trying not to have a panic attack while getting a link for everyone to watch the movie Birthday boy picked out, and while we watch the movie the argument is still going but downstairs or in mom's room i dont remember. I had one earmuff off on my headphones so i can listen if she starts coming to my room for an argument, i pulled up an audio recording app just in case, because at this point I'm scared of a repeat of 21st of last month.

At some point it dies down, my mom left briefly, came back and was still pissed off but not slamming doors, just muttering things i didnt make out. She never came to my room because i wasnt supposed to have my computer in my room past 11 (it died at 11:20 anyway, in the middle of the movie, sad) nor am i supposed to have my phone there ever (she never notices, im about to be 18 anyway, my mom stopped caring with my older brother when he turned 18).

I stayed in my room the whole night, door closed. I dont close my door unless im doing....things, or unless im scared of what's on the outside of my room. But this causes problems in the summer and winter because my room isnt temperature controlled; the backroom to my room is unfinished, theres a crack in the side wall and a big gap in the door going to it. Heating doesnt go to my room, so closing the door = closing out all the nice warm air. I was cold.

I also was supposed to clean the bathroom last night. I was going to do it after dishes and before going to the virtual party, but my brother got shouted at for opening the back room door while my mom was in it (He was trying to take out the trash), and i didnt want to have to deal with her drunk ass while asking if anyone needed to use the restroom before it gets taken over for 30 mins to get cleaned.

So yeah i had a bad night. Im exhausted, i was exhausted before the shit with my mom happened, Im exhausted after having a small panic attack, Im exhausted from trying to figure out what room my mom was in, I'm exhausted from holding my pee all night because i was scared i'd run into her, Im fucking. exhausted.

[arolegos]

befotr tje day ends. I need like to Recap the stupid ass shit that happned today .

ok so . today (saturday), we had a test scheduled. HSK — it's a mandarin language test to examine chinese proficiency (think the mandarin version of IELTS) . yes I have a Lot of issues of it taking place on a saturday and in the first week of school, but i digress. i had accepted that this would happen last semester.

the examination takes place in a building just a little bit over an hour away from my house. whatever. ive driven to further places, thats not an issue. the test is scheduled to start at 9 and end at 12 but we're expected to arrive before 8 (to register our IDs n documents), so i wake up at 6 to get ready and drive off at 7. Not the worst either; i usually wake up earlier on normal school days.

FIRST ISSUE THAT ARISES. THE FUCKING TEACHERS WERE LATE.?.??? They were the mfs BITCHING on us to be early or else we'd get our names crossed off (meaning we'd have to Pay for the exam. that theyre FORCING US TO TAKE. I DONT FUCKING NEED HSK????? ONLY A FEW STUDENTS IN OUR GRADE DO?? LIKE. 5 IN TOTAL? IM NOT GOING TO A COLLEGE THAT REQUIRES HSK OR TOEFL. A MAJORITY OF MY CLASSMATES DONT NEED THIS. AND. they SWAPPED our mandarin topics from the casual one we were used to, to THIS.) . WHATEVER, YOU KNOW? i laughed it off w some friends while they distributed the paper documents to us. guess i gotta wait longer in line now because theyre late. whatever, try lining up for a ride in an amusement park, right? thereve been worse

test starts. i definitely flopped. not an issue, i already Knew id suck ass. my mandarin is INCREDIBLY limited and i can hardly hold a conversation (yes yes embarrassing as someone of chinese descent). a few people were held back because their computers lagged or shut down; fortunately, mine did not. laughed about my very likely 7/100 expected results with my friends. laughed at our answers (mine that was straight up ": (" because i forgot the pinyin for a word and couldnt put it down; my friend who wrote "我吃勺子" (i eat spoon); my friend who wrote "她喜欢他因为他给她一张纸" (she liked him because he gave her a piece of paper); my friend who forgot the word watermelon and literally wrote "我吃红水果用勺子." (i eat (the) red fruit with a spoon)

second test starts. its HSKK this time (speaking test). again, already knew id flop. it took me like 5 questions to realise i was meant to repeat what the speaker was saying into the mic for the first part (to clarify: the audio file does Not repeat for questions meaning i Missed those), and misread a question on the last that read "what activity is good for your body (physically)?" as "what activity do you like?", so my answer was "i like drawing". Laughed this off; me and my friends exchanged our stupid ass answers (some fun examples that i couldnt stop laughing at: when asked to repeat a sentence, my friend answered with her name; when asked to describe a situation where a woman is running late, my friend described what she wore; when asked "what activity is good for your body", my friend answered "my hair and face"; my friend who, when asked his chinese name, responded with "小妹")

30 minute break passes s'all fun joy and laughter. im in a great mood . amazing even.

fun heehees and hahas. great time overall tbh, even though i was for sure getting at most 12/100

and then Boom Im in despair

the staff entered the room and called 7 candidate numbers. Then he said; "Okay, you guys are free to leave. The rest of you, your tests had an error."

EXCUSE ME? 7? 7 OUT OF, WHAT, 90? ONLY 7 PEOPLE DIDNT GET AN ERROR?

WHAT ARE THE CHANCES THAT 4 OF THEM WERE MY FRIENDS?????

HELLO. THIS IS A PLACE SPECIFICALLY MEANT TO FACILITATE FOR AN ONLINE EXAM. .? WHY ARE THE COMPUTERS BREAKING.WHY ARE THE SERVERS LAGGING.....

WHAT.ever. NO issue. delay, that doesnt matter. still had other friends nearby so i left my seat to talk to them. 10 minutes pass and they try to restart every computers HSK software one by one — MINE for some reason REFUSED to close. WHATEVER. i just stayed with my friends for a bit longer.

40 MINUTES PASS. IM ON THE FLOOR LITERALLY PRAYING TO BUDDHA AND EVERY OTHER GOD IN THE UNIVERSE. I HAVE BLOOD STREAMING DOWN MY FACE I FEEL LIKE IM ABOUT TO TURN INTO ERROR SANS and then it works.

it closes after maybe 15 minutes. Okay. Thats fine. they boot up the software. Guess what fucking happens guess what hapIT LAGS. IT FUCKING LAGS IT GETS STUCK ON THE LOADINGFUCKING SCREEN. GUYS I FELT LIKE IT WAS 2020 AGAIN AND I WAS BOOTING UP GENSHIN IMPACT ON MY ON-THE-VERGE-OF-EXPLODING, DIY-BOMB LAPTOP, AND I WAS STUXK ON THE BRIDGE LOADIBG SCREEN. ALL MY FRIENDS? FUXKING CLEAR. THEY WERE FINE . IT WAS LITERALLY JUST ME.

Yay! 55 minutes of waiting ❤️ 80% of everyone who got an error has left, bc they already reloaded back and did the questions that were deleted off bc of the error. Test loads. im expecting to have to retake 2-3 questionsWRONG!!!!!

I HAD TO RETAKE NONE. ALL MY ANSWERS SAVED. IT JUST DECIDED TO ERROR AT THE VERG LAST SECOND I GUESS? BC ALLL MY ANSWERS WERE STILL THERE????????? i actually killed myself

my dad is there. I say hi, ask him if we're going home. he says NO. He Tells me we're waiting til 4 pm because my younger sister also had a HSK test scheduled today, but from 1 til 4 instead of my 9 to 12. Ok... i tell him thats Fine.

i submit and LEAVE. i CRY BLOOD AS I LEAVE. I GET OUT OF THE EXAM ROOM AT 1 PM. 1 PM. WHAT THE HELLwhatever.

friend leaves at 4 exact. i say Bye and smile and im happy as Fuck and then IM NOT. i look to my left and see my sisters classmages leaving; yay! yippe! fun! i get to finally leave this fucking place!

spent 1-2 hrs with my friends walking around the streets and then walking to a mall . my feet were killing me but the food we ate was GREAT. i had a fun fun time with my friends!!! since they were there when i discussed that w my dad, they had scheduled to leave at 4.

2 people get out and no more comes.

MY STOMACH SINKS.

guess what happened to my sister.Guess what happeTHE SAME SHIT HAPPEBED TO HER. COMPUTERS AND SERVERS WERE LAGGING AND CRASHING FUCKKKK OFFFFFFF

[cursedauxiliary]

Went to bed late like 2am

The beginning is fuzzy there was a point I was in an art class which my bitch of an art teacher in hs and then I was riding in van with others and we like hanged out by some park.

Omw back "home" it's late and dark. I cross the street and start to jaywalk with another dude. All of a sudden the clocks on some buildings start glitching the fuck out, it's supposed to be 1am and they speed up. Next thing you know it turns to day then night then day and it's like glitchy tf out. I grab the dudes hand and we run for the nearest home, small 2 story abode, instead of knocking I immediately grab the handle and it just so happens to be unlocked and we throw ourselves in, locking the door behind us. All the blinds are closed so theres only a pale blue light from some idle tv screen to see. I start to go by the stairs to see if theres anyone home, and I can hear a girl talking to someone prob on the computer and she goes "oh fuck forgot to do some chem hw" and leaves her room quick, but I'm right at the cusp of the stairs so I end up catching her as she tries to go down. She doesnt scream just "wha-??" Bewildered. I quickly tell her to go on her phone, apologize, and say apocalypse question mark. We get back to the first floor and it seems the whole world is getting fucky lucky. Next thing you know the blinds open and its daytime outside but our phones still say it should be like 1am. The clocks on the appliances are wrong and say like 10am. We immediately go to close the blinds and fix the clocks. Unplugging some, that can be removed (ie wall clocks). Theres a tap on a window and the blinds gets opened, we duck bc who knows what's there. And it's some alien like ur old fashion movie grey guy. And with one glance he changes the clocks. So it becomes a game to avoid being in his vision, closing blinds and fixing clocks cause tbh we didnt have stuff to really barricade them. Eventually the aliens appearance changes to be more human like and he sighs and tries to make some deal with us, also explaining? What's going on. With dark curls and glasses he says how we have to keep up with the correct time or things will get removed, aka us/the home. He is one of many that was sent to observe/test an area like a small town. Upon actually looking outside the window, it's still bright and sunny. The entire neighborhood and town is replaced with rolling green pastures and the backyard with a large lake. It gets fuzzy so I dont remember the convos but we eventually become friends and just have to keep up the game with the occassional clock adjustment and the girl from the upstairs falls in love with him and were able to hang out, outside too no issue. In an p empty world with a lucky alliance.

I wake up n go to the bathroom so when I go back to bed the dream does a restart and instead it's in the perspective of what if this occurred just as hs was letting out where it was all kids no teachers. So it had us collecting all the teachers plants and organizing classrooms into some bedroom's. We couldnt use the outer edge windows for light but thankfully irl and in my dream my hs had a tiny courtyard that could be used. But the dream did not continue beyond this.

[ireallydontunderstandpeopleatall]

it's Sunday night, father's day 2023 and Richard just left and idk why it felt like he took my heart with him when he left. he annoyed me so much when he was here, i yelled at him constantly and couldnt wait for him to leave although I didn't have the heart to tell him to get out and the only reason he actually left tonight is bc I have work tomorrow and he FINALLY goes back to work on tuesday which is when his work leave is over that he requested for for the California San Francisco trip. I cried when i came back inside, in the shower and while I was putting my pj's on like a high school girl that just got dumped my emotions are running high and idk if it's the pre-period hormones or what but i thought i hate him so why am i missing him so much already. i told myself i hate him. will never forgive him and i thought atlanta healed me so what happened? i seriously have not had time to enjoy my post vacation highs by myself, after atlanta i had a week before san francisco and richard has been here since san francisco and i didnt want to make him leave after he just helped me drive during our california trip and he was still off work so i said ok you can stay for a few days and now it's been one full week since we got back from california plus an extra weekend. so the first week back we're recovering and it was ok, he irritated me here and there but we got along for the most part and of course me yelling and throwing insults every so often although I think I only brought up his infedelity once which is a huge improvement and like I said I think atlanta made me feel like a new person. so there was time when he was his usual lazy self that seems selfish like he didn't want to participate in cleaning up his soda cans, the dinner we finished that is still out or just sitting at the computer when smores is in bed waiting for him. but then there's times when hes doing things like actually paying for our meals, and then there was that good moment when he suggested we buy food to make at home so we don't keep eating out which surprised me but made me happy and then he's driving me to pick up Aiden and he's helping with laundry or doing helpful things without me having to ask him. and then there are times when we are watching black clover and eating or playing with smores in the bed or watching something else and enjoying just being in each other's companies and we're able to live in the moment and it just feels nice to have someone to be next to and i think about how most of the time it's just me and the dogs and i think i forget how lonely that can feel sometimes however i haven't felt lonely about it lately, but yet now that i am comparing it to sitting next to richard watching tv and how i feel like i prefer that because it actually feels so much better but it's also hard for me to admit that because i'm suppose to hate him remember? because during the entire first year we were together he was never honest with me once and he spent counless times at his ex girlfriend's house, going to hang out with richelle and hiding it from me, being with another person on camelback regularly and solicited sex workers and one time i was pretty sure i saw fingernail marks on his back that he gaslit me for. yeah remember all that? that's why we hate him and we promised to never date him or consider marrying him again. but then when i just literally vibe with him and we are vibing and then i think to myself "oh, this is why i thought we could get married" "because we do actually vibe" and i think it's real unless he's persuading me into believing something untrue again. but i really do think it's real, i really do think we vibe when we let it happen, but i also know that we are on different wave lengths more often than we vibe. i know being a shut in with me in what feels like an infinite amount of time is not his cup of tea. like when we were in cali and we got in the first night to santa ana and after getting back from the beach and it is already late for someone at my age (35) and he was still talking about

[lets-talk-spirituality]

https://at.tumblr.com/lets-talk-spirituality/so-close-no-matter-how-far-couldnt-be-much-more/j6lyps3sua4l

Hiiiii https://media.giphy.com/media/888R35MJTmDxQfRzfS/giphy.gif  

OMG that was my first Savage Garden song, I somehow found them through Cascada truly madly deeply. My other faves I knew I Loved You and my all time favorite I Want You.

I was obsessed with the I Want You music video growing up https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQt6jIKNwgU this line I’ll always remember "Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola". And I always thought they said chicken cherry cola. 

 But I have to think about my all time favorite love song. 🧐

I have to catch up on everything, I saw some of your lyric interpretations below, I always appreciate your insights. And I learned a new thing backmasking in music. I love music and I feel like I have so much more to learn. 

What have you been up to and jamming to lately? I have been listening to George Ezra - Green Green Grass, it makes me 🦗🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟. 🤣

Also I did not realize George Ezra was British till I watched the Brits. Also can I just say I loved the design system for Brits 2023. I know the Grammys likes to keep it classic because it’s a legacy award show but I wished they have more fun with the design.

But I had to work very long hours for the last few weeks and its my first weekend off and I have been having dizzy spells from being stuck at my desk and can’t stare at my computer screen too long. I'll try and be back on soon I have to clean my kitchen 🧹🧼 and throw it back to green green grass. 

Have a wonderful Saturday. 😎🤩🐳🐟🐠🌴🌟

🎶

So backmasking. I first learned about it in college where I had to take an arts class and I took a Beatles appreciation class (I fucking know!) they have this song with backmasking:

🎶🎼🎵 🎶🎼🎵 🎶🎼🎵 🎶🎼🎵 🎶🎼🎵

If you’re interested.. we read the book can’t buy me love and it’s really interesting.

Savage Garden is such a classic. That song was big when I was a kid. And I just would always be like what’s that song about bathing in the ocean. The imagery was so vivid. Even as a little kid it just sung to me :) I’ll have to check out I want you. I knew I loved you is chefs kiss.

I listened to Girl by Maren Morris all the way through again recently. I’d been meaning to.

Here’s some songs I really like I’ve heard recently.

Still gotta listen to the rapper you recommended too, my bestie got recommended Maxo kream and I’ve been vibing to him. He’s a Houston rapper.

I didn’t watch Brit’s because time zone but I’ll take your word for it. Honestly the only Grammy performance I was hyped about was the rap celebration. That was dope. Also ummm Rihanna’s halftime show? Like.

I hope you have a good weekend too! I’m glad you’re getting some time off. Love you! Sending you all the peace and relaxation vibes :) 🌈

[agentkikirogers]

work issues// long ass post

I recently found out that I haven't been putting credit/debit codes in the finance app at work for like 6 months now.

So if i get $50 dollars that a customer paid with card, it says in the system that i have 50 DOLLARS in my drawer. So, when I end up making a deposit, I don't have that 50.

When I found out my boss and supervisor say that is not it because they "checked" but how if I never put it in the app. I asked what the think happened and they either 1. imply i stole the money or 2 my sister did (she's not stupid) or that i passed out the wrong change numerous times. I'm not going to pass out 20 or 40 dollars back instead of 7. Then one day I asked my boss again and he said Internal Affairs will be involved if I dont pay. This was around October/November.

So, I went on Reddit asking for advice. They said don't pay. That my boss was trying to scare me and there was no such thing for internal affairs for our place employment. I called five different people from Union and they couldn't help because I'm not in the union I guess? Idk how so they couldnt help.

So yesterday the supervisor shows up to count. I told her that I was supposed to have a signed paper stating that I owed 100.60 . Which she didn't and only sent an email that wasn't even a official count, nor was it report in the first place. So she got huffy and called the boss. Then got off the phone and said that the informed request was if she counted the drawer. So I'm like fine count it.I go to the other chair across the room and eat my breakfast watching her occasionally. She finishes it.

Offers for me to count, I'm dumb so I told her I believed her. So she goes on the computer again. ( after talking about using fake money orders (we have to put them in areas for customers to see or take and then report them to the cops. )

She tells me i owe 65(wait i thought it was 100) and that if i reject the payment tom sign a informed consent form. She also said if I wanted to pay that I can pay and we can forget this ever happened. Okay is it just me or is that really suspicious?

So my dumbass paid because I was scared and didnt know what to do and she gave me my change back and then left. So anyway during this she said, "okay we can act like this never happened."UM red flag much? then later she left. Sigh. I'm just... DONE.

BUT once of the nicest employees from a different office gave me a contact number of someone a day before my supervisor came and she called me today on Thursday which it was too late but anyway. She told me it was red flags and I shouldnt have to pay.

So I got everything possible to put together and scanned into pdfs. I get off work at 3 and was on the phone trying to call someone from accounting help desk again. I wanted to see if they could print off all the reports of my drawer counts that were used to determine my supposed drawer shortage.

The first one after 55 minutes said I couldn’t access them so she couldn’t tell me them and ended up hanging up on me. Then wrote a report saying I wanted the previous worker’s drawer count reports. Which is NOT what I asked for. So I tried to call accounting again after 6 times I finally got someone and they said that there were only 2 reports on in 2022 and one that was this week (2/23/23).

After all of that, only having two official reports it seemed like a let down to help the questions I have about this issue.Also is it normal policy to put the total of the customer’s purchase in a separate envelope instead of the cash drawer? Seems weird.

[cascigarette]

flames & ashes

for November 5th

destiel ~600 words

He had lost almost everything in the fire.

Almost everything.

He still had Sam. Until Sam left for college, he always had Sam. He always could count on getting a pat on the back when he protected him, when he fed him, when he looked out for him. And then Sam had left. Then Dad.

He lost everything in the fire.

The fire that was neon lights in shitty bars, flickering overheads in men’s bathrooms, on his knees until they ached and then limped away with a fifty in his back pocket. The fire that was chugging burning bourbon until he passed out in the backseat of his father’s car all alone, waking up to the bright sun to drive more and drink more and fuck more and hunt more. 

He lost Dad to the fire.

Well to be fair, he lost Dad to the first fire, 23 years ago. There was something simultaneously damning and freeing to losing Dad to the fire that he built on that tall pyre. No more mirror to look into to tell him he was doing something right for once. 

He couldn’t make a fire for Sam.

No, that was one thing he could never give to the fire. He bled for that kid and always would, he couldn’t collect his ashes and spread them out, he couldn’t watch his body fade and flicker away into nothing. He couldn’t smell Sam’s burning flesh. Just couldn’t. So he went to the crossroads and made a deal. To burn forever so Sam wouldn’t have to. 

Sam went to Hell anyway.

There was a time where the fire burnt him away to nothing, just a monster with black eyes and a seething soul. He had meant it when he said he liked the disease. It was pure, it was freeing. It was no more being scared of the flame. He was the flame now, and he was going to burn everything in his wake. Nothing would hurt ever again.

Of course it didn’t last. 

…

The fire took and took and took.

The fire bellowed hot and long into the night sky. He had lost too much to count, but this… this was the final blow. He never thought he would lose him. Not him. He was supernovas and sunlight. He was ethereal grace, larger than life. He was forever; even when he seemed lost, he always came back. He always came back. 

Now his body, his vessel, was floating up towards the stars. He built the pyre all by himself, refused to let Sam help. He wrapped him in a curtain and tied him with yellow ribbon and carried him by himself. He lit the fire with his lighter by himself. He watched the flames engulf him, feeling so fucking alone. 

Cas was burning. He was burning like everything else in his life had burnt. He would never see him again.

…

This time the fire was thick black goo.

He wasn't used to this. He wasn't used to the fire tricking him. 

"Why does this sound like a goodbye?"

"Because it is."

Oh God. No, not God. Something bigger, something more terrible and obsolete. He was losing him. He was losing him all over again.

"Something I could never have."

"I love you."

You dumbass. You son of a bitch. Of course you had it, you always had it, I just needed to get my head out of my ass. And I wish I had said it back. I wish I had said it back.

"I love you too."

He was gone.

He lost everything to the fire.

[words-for-holland]

Distractions

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom and Y/N decide to work in the same room together. The problem...both of them get easily distracted and a whole lotta fluff comes with it.

A/N: Whoa its been awhile but here we are again! Thank you for 1,000+ followers it means the world! Surprises to come 😉

“Hello beautiful.” Tom greets Y/N with a cheeky smile on his face. He quickly pecks her soft cheek as he places his laptop across from his lovely girlfriend, who was currently focused on her work.

She takes a second to look up, returning his smile with a soft one. “Hey, good looking. What’s up?”

“Nothing really. Is it okay if I work here with you? I just want to be close to my girl.”Tom pouts.

Y/N’s heart could burst at the sight and reason he gave. An inaudible “aw” prolonging through her mind...until she quickly realized that there could be some complications with this as a slight frown starts to replace her dimpled smile. “Wait...are you sure?”, she asks. “Dont you have press interviews that require absolute silence? I doubt any of you will want to hear the constant typing in the background.”

“Yeah, your typing is horrendous with those lead heavy fingertips of yours.” Tom teases.

“Well these lead heavy fingertips aren’t leaving anytime soon, so youre probably better off working elsewhere.” She suggests, pointing off to the distance. Tom groans at the idea, using his one hand to put her finger down. He engulfs hers with his, lacing her fingers and holding on tightly.

“Noooo. Dont wanna be anywhere else. Please darling? ” He pouts once more.

She giggles at his plea, rolling her eyes. “Course you can, bubz.” Tom excitedly scoots his chair in as he rubs his hands together to prep for the work to come.

And work they did...for at least 10 minutes. Tom was getting antsy as he read through his next script. Occasionally his eyes would roll to the left, and observe Y/N as she continued to read through an article on her screen. Not that Tom didnt find his own work fun but he always found watching Y/N do her thing just a bit more interesting.

He hadn’t realized himself, but his body start to shift and lean more towards her. His arm extending to wrap her in, as it glided up and down in a steady motion. His thumb doodling hearts on her shoulder. Tom could tell it had an effect on Y/N, discreetly smirking to himself as he heard her audible shakey sigh.

He wanted to see what else could make her sigh like that, so instead of his thumb he used pointer and middle finger, running them up and down her shoulder. Tom could see the smile creeping on Y/N’s face and her little head shake. She knew what he was up to and yet, Y/N still wanted him to think that he was not gonna get her that easily. But God was it hard. Every touch felt like tiny fireworks against her skin, goosebumps forming all over her body with every touch. She to stay strong. No distractions.

Tom eyes perked up, at the action. He must go further, he thinks. Tom starts to trace his nose from her shoulder to her neck, leaving kisses at her jawline. “C’mon darling. Think its time for a break.”, he whispers in her ear.

She turns her head towards him as she smiles, leaving a quick kiss on Tom’s lips. “Its only been ten minutes.” She laughs. “Five if you want to count the distractions.”

He backs up, pretending to look appalled. “How dare you. I’ve been a good lad focusing on my script for the whole ten minutes.”

A playful glare formed on Y/N’s soft face which ultimately ended her up with a fit of giggles. She couldnt take him seriously, but then again she never did with anything. Tom has always said if they were kidnapped by a pair of robbers, her first reaction would be to laugh. As the laughter died down, Y/N paid her attention back to the screen which had been inactive during the playful banter and continued to type out those set of documents that she had been meaning to get to.

Tom on the other hand was still reading through his script, taking mental notes on how he was going to approach his character. This time he was completely engrossed in his work. His eyes moving left to right with every line he took in. Until...he felt something ticking his lower calves. Tom knew it was Y/N’s foot, by the way it brushed just as he had done with his hand on her shoulder. The movements never stopped, her legs now curling around his own. Y/N was trying to getting back at him, but one thing she always forgot was that Tom always wins.

Naturally he had to the same, and what once became a playful game of footsie, now ended up with Tom shifting Y/N to sit on his lap. Her legs now wrapped around his waist and his hands holding onto her hips. Both of them connecting their soft lips, feeling every spark and essence of love. He looked up at Y/N with admiration, thinking how lucky he is to have her in his life. Yeah Covid sucked for the most part and limited their ability to even do anything exciting outside, but it gave them the opportunity to be with each other far more than they could have on a normal day. On a normal day, Tom would be jumping around country to country while Y/N would be home miles and miles away from him. Course, nothings changed with jumping from country to country, but Tom gets to bring Y/N with him now and thats all that mattered to them.

But work never stopped them from keeping busy. Just as their kisses were getting more heated, and their hands tangling each others hair both their alarms went off. The couple stopped their antics as they leaned their heads back, groaning in synchronization.

“Ughh. Thats my cue. I have to prep for an interview.” He mumbles as he nuzzles into Y/N’s neck.

“I know. I have to get ready for another business meeting. Whoo.” she speaks in a sarcastic manner, dropping her head.

“What time?” He asked pressing a kiss to the shell of her ear.

“Mm...3. Why?”

Tom plays with the strands of her soft hair. “Was wondering if you’ll stay with me through mine and Ill stay with you through yours.”

“As much fun as that would be. I dont think were allowed to —“

“Im not saying we have to be on camera for each others meeting. But if one of us will be off camera itll be all right.” He plans, still looking at his girl with pleading eyes. Y/N’s mouth twitches to the left, her eyes furrowed with suspicion.

“You’re doing it again.” Tom states, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“Doing what?”

“You’re making that face again.”

Her expression quickly changes to confusion, not entirely sure of what Tom was noticing that she didnt about her own face. “What face?”, she asks.

“The one where you twitch your lips and make your eyes look angry. You only do it when youre indecisive about something. Its bloody adorable.”

Y/N snorts at his comment, and tries to get off to give him time to prepare, only to be stopped by his hands pushing her back down on his lap.

“I was serious about wanting to stay with my girl the whole day while doing work. Please?” He pleads again, this time bringing out the puppy face. “I’ll be good and do the dishes tonight.”

To be fair, Y/N knew she was always gonna say yes to Tom. Its pretty hard to deny her dorky boyfriend when hes asking so sweetly and just wants to spend the day together. More so, if the roles were switched, she would have done the same thing. “Go get changed movie star, before youre late for your interview.” She murmurs to him, kissing his cheek before she scrambles of his lap to sit across from him.

Tom whoops with victory as he runs out the room quickly changing into his shirt, fixing his hair, and adding glasses for that sophisticated touch. Sure he wanted to look his best for the Cherry Press, but he made sure his outfit was something Y/N would very much adore as well.

“How do I look?” Tom asked coming out of their shared bedroom.

Y/N looks up from her computer, and smiles widely. “Handsome as always.” She couldnt take her eyes off of him, admiring every detail of the clothing and how it perfectly complimented Tom’s feature. She eyed him from top to bottom, until she noticed something. “Uhh..honey....you’re not wearing any pants.” She asked a bit confused. Her eyes engrossed in the muscles of his thighs and the fit of his Calvin Klein boxers.

Tom smirks at her. “Its uncomfortable wearing pants. Besides no one will see...except you.” He teases, gently lifting her head up so that her eyes meets his. “Eyes up here love.”

“Youre something else.” She laughs, feeling the heat rise in her cheeks. “Well...least we know who wears the pants in the relationship.”

Tom laughs loudly at her comment. He hooks the waistband of Y/N’s sweatpants and snaps them back to further prove her point. “That was a good one. Ill give you that.” Tom and Y/N high five each other, and then it was press time.

Y/N kept quiet and tried her best to minimize the typing unless it was really needed. Seeing Tom talk about his work and dedication was something that she had always admired about him. He loved his job and everyone can see that. Occasionally they’d steal glances from each other, smiling and holding each others hand under table so that no one could see. But it was just one of those moments that Tom and Y/N couldnt help themselves too. Two hours passed and Tom was free.

“You did so well.” Y/N praised Tom and awarded him with a quick kiss. “I love it when you talk about your passion.”

“Thanks. I love that you were there with me to sit through it all.” He smiles. “I believe its your turn now. It’s almost 3.”

Y/N frowns, knowing shed have to dread through hers. Instead of getting to talk about her passions, itd all be about business, business, business. “Ugh. Do I have to?”she groans.

“Come on now. Dont be like that, you’re gonna be fine. Ill be here with you the whole time.” Tom reassures her with kisses all over her face.

“No distractions?” She asks.

“No distractions.”

[happys-crazy-queen22]

I'm With You (Ray Diaz)

Gif by me. Credit if using. 😊

"Think about Y/N". Dwayne came up behind Ray and put his hands on Ray's shoulders. Ray was about to jump the three boys from the 19th street gang.

"Yeah, old man. Thank about that sexy hyna. What she doing with you anyways"? One of them laughed. Making the others laugh and Ray's blood boil.

"Don't talk about my girl like that". Ray growled, gritting his teeth.

"What are you going to do, old timer"? The leader of the crew knocked off a stack of baskets to the floor with a chuckle.

"Go clean up the office, Ray". Dwayne told Ray when he saw his fist ball up. Ray was hesitant but he went. He promised you no fighting.

"Yeah, that's right bitch. Go clean".

Ray ripped his apron off and went into the office, slamming the door. He was fuming. Those little punks disrespected you but he couldn't do anything about them.

He sat in the computer chair with his head in his hands.

"Hey handsome". Ray thought he heard your voice but he figured it was in his head.

"Ray"? You say again and his head shoots up. "You okay"?

"Yeah. I'm fine. You okay? Why are you here"? Ray questioned as he got up and came over to you, checking you over.

"I'm good. Worried about you. What happened"? You place your hands gently on his shoulders.

"Those little punks came in and started talking shit".

"And"?

"I couldn't do anything about it. Oscar told me to back off of them. And I promised you". Ray sighed and went back to the chair.

"You can't let them get to you. They think they're all high and mighty but they're going to end up like the rest of the ones before them that thought that. Dead or in prison. You're different. You dont scoop to their level". You walk over and stand in front of him. Ray places his hands on your round stomach.

"Why are you with me"?

"It's a little late to ask that". You giggle and you hold his head close to your belly.

"No. Seriously. Why? When you could be with someone more educated, doesnt have a criminal record and someone that doesn't have a target on their back from every little street gang in the hood".

"Ray, I love you. That's all that matters. I dont care that you have a record. I know you're a good person. You've changed your life around. Those little gangs are just another part of life in Freeridge. I know you wont get apart of that again. And babe, you are smart. You got out of the life and chose to do something with yours. That's the smartest thing you could've done". You lean down and kiss his head.

"That and getting with you. You're the greatest thing to ever happen to me. You and my kids".

"You're the greatest thing to happen to me. I wouldn't have this little bundle of beauty if I didn't have you". You cradle your baby bump.

"Yeah you would". Ray sighed.

"No I wouldnt. Have you seen the Diaz boys? They are handsome men. There's two handsome sons and a extremely sexy dad. That I wouldn't mind taking home and showering with some love". You giggle when Ray stands up with a grunt.

"That's hormones talking".

You wrap your arms around Ray's neck. "Mmm, I dont think so. Before he got me pregnant, I was already head over heels in love with him. I fall more in love with him everyday. I cant wait to see him hold our child in his arms for the first time. When that happens my hormones will explode".

"You talking about me right"? Ray laughed.

"The one and only". You press your lips to his with a moan. His hands rubbed your back.

"I love you so much, Mami".

"Love you too, Papi. Now go wrangle up some food before we head home. Baby's hungry". You push Ray to the door. Ray laughed as he went. You couldnt believe he was all yours.

[oh-for-fic-sake]

The Deal Part Three

Summary: august doesn't know how to lose.

Warnings: Adult Situations +18, Slight Smut, Mentioned Threesomes, M/M, M/F/M, poly relationship, Toys, Seduction, Dom Sub, BDSM, Praise Kink, Swearing.

August hummed running a finger back and forth on the rim of his glass as he watched the screen,you were on the bed rocking onto your new toy like crazy.

"She really does this everyday?" Clark asked from beside him with a frown, but august could see the kid was turned on, licking and biting his lip as you fucked yourself desperately with your new vibrator.

"Everyday, for a week now..." august hummed twisting his chair to and fro flicking his gaze from the subby on screen to the soon to be sub sat beside him.

"... am i? Am i not enough?" Clark asked tentatively blinking at agaust in a way that made the agent smile smugly.

"Its not that kid, shes gone without playing our game for soo long she forgot how addictive it is, how much she needs it" he explained.

"Needs? Have... i mean shes missed it?" Clark uttered feeling less confident in his ability to satisfy you by the second.

"Probably not, well not untill our little experiment"

"Why?" Clark asked still not understanding

"Being a sub is... more then just sex, subs need to submit its therapeutic for them... when in a scene they just let themselves go, all worry and stress disappear. All they need to do is live in the moment and obey" august began slowly as he stopped swaying his chair and faced clark head on pinning him with a look.

It was there, the curiosity. Good. Its what he hoped for, it was why he'd called clark there to 'catch up'

It was time to make his move, top the man of steel whilst having you making your own little porno in the background to help things along.

"So she cant truly relax without it?" Clark muttered still unaware of the agents motives.

"In a sense yes. She craves being dominated, its as natural to her as being a goody two shoes is for you" august purred placing his drink on the glass computer table fendingnoff a smirk as clark took the bait.

"Hey! Im not a goody two shoes-" the kryptonian grunted offended.

But august was prepared, he'd planned this meeting meticulously and his anwser rolled off his tongue with a laugh.

"Your thirty five years old and have absolutly no run ins with the law, no parking fines no speeding tickets hell you never even had a single detention in your entire shcool life! Or have you handed in an assignment or book report in late"

"But i killed a man- i took a life" clark tried to argue but was waed off with another laugh.

"Zod was no man, he was a fucking alien... no offence, you took a life to save billions... so its not really making you a badass"

"Lazer vision is pretty badass..." clark huffed slumping back in his seat now looking like a classic putig brat.

"Oh? Is my litttle clark sulking?" August cooed gravely voice making clark pause at the sultry tone... he must be hearing things.

"Im not sulking! And im not your anything!" Clark growled snapping at the agent.

"Behave yourself!" August growled leveling him with a look, and couldnt help smirk again as clark shut himself up and flushed.

Your desperate cries called out over the moniter as you rutting onto the toy the wet sounds adding to the scene.

Clark flushed finalky turning away from august making the agent preen. Oh he had him in the palm of his hand already~

"Good boy. You are arent you? A very good boy clark- the best" august purred leaning forward gazing at the younger man with a cheshire grin, that only grew wider as clark flushed brighter and shuddered.

"I.. err well yes" clark panted shiftingnin his seat tryingmto keep his eyes on the screen as you wailed and yelped trying to draw out a climax.

"Oh whats this? Your going all shy on me? Tell me is it because i called you a good boy~ do you like praise clark?" Augusut grinned leaning closer still to the now frozen younger male

"N-no its err... i should go-" clark started shuffljng backwards needing to get out of here, because it was true. He loved praise especially in the bedroom, he loved being told how good he was.

August purringnat him whilst he eyes were fixed on you rollingnaroundnin bed toying yourslef into a sexual frenzie was... making him think of thingsnhe probably shouldnt.

"No. Sit, stay... thats it, theres nothing to be embarrassed about, many powerful men enjoy being praised" August growled latching onto clarks arms holding them to the arms of the seat.

"Being taken care of, told what to do~" august purred standing befor the mighty man of steel leaning close to his face.

Clark gulped but didnt move back, he didnt pull away like he should have.

Instead he eyed augusts lips, clark had the overwhelming urge to.aste them.

It confused him, he'd never ever dabbled in same sex relationships, never experimented. Never shared a woman with another before that fatefull night.

But for some reason august was apealing, drawing clark in. August was apble to overpower him, not physically but he commanded obedience.

August held a dangerous cocksure demeanor that clark rarely saw.

"Is that what you want? Clark~ do you want to be controlled and praised just once? More then once?" August hummed dippjng closer and closer, clark couldnt help tipp his head up.

"Y/n is always such a brat. Just look at her, desperately trying to fuck herself into a coma, despite knowing we hadnt allowed her to touch her pussy" august pulled the pffice chair clark was sat in to closer to him, making the kryptonian drown in his scent, the cologne and sweet arousal that was alreading sworling arohnd him.

Clark swallowed dryly, unsure what was happeningnto him, the sounds of yu moaning a crying ot so sweetly, the praise and authority radiating off august in waves.

It was the same dominant aura and comanding deep voice that had made crks cock twitch in both threesomes they had indulged.

Clark had tried denying it at the time, convincing himslef he was cuaght up in the erotic forbidden act. It was just a thrill of the moment thing. It didnt bmean he wanted the older dominating alpha male and all his bravado.

August grinned shifting forward again filling clarks vision, for a human auguast was large, almost as large as he was.

"Sure she'll listen when she feels like it but... I can't help thinking she needs a role model..." clark hummed absentmidely nodding agreeing falling further into his own haze.

"Someone else to show her how she should behave... someone who will get rewarded for being soo good... maybe a good boy?" August purred finally taking the plunge and weaving jis way around the man. His words coiling around the younger male ensnareing him in his carefully constructed web of teasing words.

Clakr gasped as his chin was captured by the agent forcing him to look him in the eye.

"Would you like that clark? Do you want to be not just a good boy, but my good boy-our good boy?" The words hung in the air, winding the man of steel.

"W-what?" He stuttered tryingnto fathom what the older man meant. But couldnt deny the excitment in his gut.

Did he mean it? Would he really include clark in this kink? Make it official and let these forbidden threesomes continue?

"Oh dont play coy, i know what your thinking~ its natural to be curious, just think we could all be one~" august whispered movjng his thumb over clarks bottom lip.

"We could all play together and all get what we need." He purred smirking as clark gave all the right signs, eyes wide, pupils blown wide shifting in his seat as he cock rose, curtesy of both his praise and the loud wanton moans from you bringing yourslef to the edge of rapture yet again.

"You get the praise and love of a little brat, and a strict dom, y/n gets a role model, a dom and keeps her life partner" august listed shifting on his feet again reeling clark in with low coos full of promise.

The agent curled his hand, cupping clarks cheek coaxing him closer luring his face closer.

"A-And you?" Clark dared to utter, feeling both excited, anxious and overwhelmed, he wanted nothing but to jump at the chance, but was frightened at the same time.

He would admit he'd been a little jealous of all the praise you'd got from august in both encounters.

Closingnhis eyes imagining it was him! That the older influential man had been calljng him a good boy, had been teling him how impressed he was, how proud he was!

Clark was embarrassed and had quickly shook away the desperate thoughts. He wasnt gay, why would he have such thoughts?

He summarised he was just too needy and had gone without. You told him how brilliant and big he was, how sexy and strong and fantastic he is in the bedroom but... with august it was different.

The older male praised down at him! Cooing and fussing at him in a different way. Treated him like a sub and clark liked it. Probably too mucn.

"I get the little brat i've been missing and a very very good boy"

"So what do you say, do you want to let go? Be free and experience things you'd only dreamt of?" August preened keeping clarks attention fixed on him asmhe manipulated him, august had noticed clark had a praise kink.

A weakness. A need who was august to pass up useing the little kink to get the subby he wanted~

"I...I'm..." clark hesitated looking passed august to you on the screen who was digging around beside your bed looking for something.

"All you have to do is say the words clark, just say yes sir and you can have all the pleasure and praise you could ever hope for~ both you and y/n we could make this permanent"

"See look? Just watch, y/n needs her dom, needs to be tamed again we could do it clark... you can show her how to be good again~" august breathed over clarks cheek side steppjng him to reveal the screen.

And clark did look, groaning as he saw that you had rolled over and was straddling a different suction cup dildo stuck to a little hand mirror face up on the bed slapping your own ass as you bounced frantically.

"Just say those words and we can help her together" august hummed into his ear like the devil on his shoulder, tempting him

Clark gasped feeling augusts breath on his neck, his wisters ghosting the delicat skin.

Then in a bold move the older man pressed a soft feather light kiss to the kryptonian's neck.

And it worked

"I... y-yes, can we? Please sir" clark breathed out stuttering and jumbling his words unable to hold back his pleading.

"Good boy clark~ such a good seet boy you are~ i knew it, knew youd be brave enough, you've made me soo proud" august showered him with praise biting off a victorious grin.

Clark mewled closingnhis eyes for a second beaming a smile feeling this strange relaxation take over, suddenly he felt free, and small.

It was a feeling he craved, being the strongest all the time was a heavy burden to bare, now he could feel powerless for once.

August chuckled and pressed another kiss to clark this time on his cheek making the younger male's cheeks glow.

August couldnt get enough, the power trip of having the man of steel under his command was far to intoxicating.

"Now why dont you go get our little brat and we can tie her up and show her that good subby's get rewards" august prompted him stepping around clark completely letti g himstand up.

Clark nodded and shot off out onto the balcony and leapt into the sky eagwr to please his new dom and do as he was told.

August took his seat agin wrappjng his fingers around his glass of scotch and raised the glass to the screen that now had both his subs onscreen, as clark wrangled you into his arms wrapping the bedsheet arohnd you.

"Mission accomplished" he hummed smirking as clark wrapped you in your soiled bedsheet before you both disappeared off screen.

He stood and knocked back the last of his drink and padded across the pent house heading to the play room just as he heard both of hos little subs land and enter his home.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid

Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader

warnings: alcohol mention

a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna

prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!

it was just you and your mom for a long time

pepper and y/n potts

she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark

speaking of—

“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you

“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”

“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”

“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”

“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”

*giggling* “y/n”

“no way! that was my second guess!”

tony wasn’t used to being around kids

he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them

despite a few minor hiccups

“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”

he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair

“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”

dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!

“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”

“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”

she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy

when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office

tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there

“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school

in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close

but tony made up for it

“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”

you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool

and as you grew up, you started to notice more

“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”

“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”

“called it!”

after that you did everything to try and get them together

when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly

no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now

“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”

“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”

“wise words, sir” -JARVIS

when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all

no

and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”

(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)

“my mom missed you”

“oh, i bet she did”

“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”

“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”

tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo

but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)

and just to make sure:

“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”

“man, that’s like, forever away”

“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”

ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence

“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”

“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”

that didn’t last long

not long at all

and soon they FINALLY got together

“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”

“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*

“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”

“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”

sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!

it was completely decked out

king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!

okay you were spoiled

“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper

“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”

“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS

pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family

you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you

“mr. potts, is it?”

“sure”

“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”

“why’d they punch the kid?”

“well, the other student punched y/n first”

“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”

he literally gave you a high five when you got home

“i gave him a black eye!”

“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”

a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight

“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”

“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”

youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours

“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”

your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!

“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony

“tony, you are impossible” -pepper

no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!

disappointed but not surprised

iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer

Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’

Mr. Tony: HE WHAT

Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!

anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end

you met mr. col. james rhodes that day

“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey

“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”

“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”

you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)

“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey

“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust

literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.

“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony

he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot

“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy

then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal

Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?

New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.

Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.

New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap

watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!

“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”

tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common

you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings

Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕

👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you

“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”

legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up

anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!

“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you

ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked

why is the earth always in fucking danger

you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut

“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”

“...hi there, little one”

“what the fuck”

“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”

tony stark has left the atmosphere

you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho

she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared

plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!

only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely

but watching morgan grow up kept you busy

“ahhh, shes so big!”

happy times in bad times

bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.

but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago

you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check

“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”

you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth

best stepdad a kid could ever ask for

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[peanut-butter-parkerxx]

he died his hair prank

peter decided to prank y/n by temporarily dying his hair silver..

pairing: peter x fem!reader

status: dating

peters pov

i finally found a way to get revenge on y/n and her stupid yet believable pranks, since she loves my brown hair so much, no i did not decide to cut it aunt may would literally murder me if y/n didnt so it before her, i decided to temporarily dye it silver but she doesnt need to know its temporary ;)

y/n/n and i decided to hang out in the evening since i told her i had to go run some errands for may, thankfully she believed  it, so now im on my way to go buy some hair dye....*nervous laugh*

i got the hair dye and i took all the stuff out spreading them on my bathroom counter, i decided to record this coz i dont think ill dye my hair again any time soon, plus it felt like i was filming a youtube video

"ok so i watched a couple of videos before this coz i dont wanna mess this beautiful gem up" i said reffering to my hair "im obviously not gonna bleach it, so lets hope my hair is light enough to show the dye" i prayed and attempted to put my hair in a ponytail and it looked pretty good, i watched how y/n does it on my hair everytime we do face masks but doing it for yourself is wayyy harder

*A/N: look at this cutie 🥰 anyways back to the story*

i dyed the side of my hair first getting the dye everywhere, thank god i took the bathroom rug out so it would not get stained, and then took the bun out and sectioned it

"dont let me down brad mondo" i whispered getting even more nervous than i was before i brushed the dye of the first section "i did it" i smiled proudly but then it hit me "i did  it, i did it, this part of my hair is silver! oh my god" i was panicking, what am i doing? this is a prank this is a prank its not real calm down peter

suddenly i got a facetime call from y/n

*babyyyy 💕👀 would like to FaceTime*

lit up my screen, i panicked a bit trying to find an excuse to not answer the call or at least not show her my face, but i remembered i was in the bathroom....hopefully this excuse will work

i clicked on 'accept' and waited for her to connect

"hey babyyyy" she beamed, shes cute when shes excited but her smile faded when she couldnt see me "where are you?" she asked

"im in the toilet babe, but i couldnt not answer your call" i laughed trying to act normal and backing up from my phone as much as possible

"oh" she laughed, i wanted to grab something from the counter and i thought i did it carefully but what she said, said otherwise "wait why is your hair silver?" she asked her eyes widening

"wHAT? what do you mean?" i squeeked, i hesitantly put the undyed of my hair to the frame and she sighed in relief "my hair is brown, love nothing to worry about"

"thank god, although you kinda looked like jack frost which was kinda hot....but no no no no i prefer brown, dont even think about it" she warned, i laughed at her statement, it kinda made me more confident, maybe i would look like jack frost "anyways, ill see you in a few, im almost at my house, gotta go, byeee" she said waving her hand at the camera

"byeeee" i put my hand in the frame and waved, she laughed and ended  the call...that was close

after a few curses and an hour of dying my hair, i finished! and im pretty proud of the results, lets just hope my hair doesnt fall out

*A/N: this is the only picture i found of a guy with a somewhat wavy hair so imagine this is him but with messier hair dye and its all over his hair but not till his roots, OH and silver lmao*

so i took a photo of my hair and sent it to ned, he was with me throughout the whole process coz i needed someone to talk to, i usually annoy y/n with my daily rants but i couldnt so ned had to hear me talk abt how Mrs Barbosa gave me extra homework for being late

After I texted Ned, I got a text from y/n/n

"Babyyyy 👀💕: hey Pete, where are we hanging out? My place or yours?"

I told her that she could come to my place because I got a 'surprise' for her, i knew i had to record this so i quickly placed my phone on the desk

"YOUR BITCH HAS ARRIVEDDD!" y/b barges in, flopping on the bed next to me

"h-hey y/n/n" i said laughing at her dramatic entrance but still confused on how she didn't  notice my hair, just act casual, she moved closer to my body looking at the computer thats on my lap

"what are you doing?" she asked curious "

oh nothing, just watching guys surprise their girlfriends with dying their hair a bad color"i laughed acting as casual as possible

"oh thats funny, but if you did that to m- *looks up* *big dramatic loud gasp* PETE- I- WHA- HOW-" her eyes were as big as ever, I've  never seen her this shocked "WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LUCIOUS BROWN CURLS" she shouted completely ignoring my computer and sits on my lap to get a closer look

"YOUR curls?" i laughed

"yes MY curls what happened to the light brown almost hazel in the sunlight curls?" she brushes my hair through her fingers trying to get the dye out "i dont think my brain processed this yet- WAIT YOU DYED IT RIGHT? SO THAT MEANS IT'LL STAY FOREVER?" looked down her mouth parted

"isn't  that what dying your hair means?"

"HOW ARE YOU SO CALM ABOUT THIS I MEAN ITS A WHOLE DIFFERENT COLOR, AND WHY SILVER-ISH GREY?"

"I actually really like it" I said combing my hair through my fingers but she swatted it away so she could look at it more

"babe *laughs* you said I'd look like Jack Frost" I told her tilting my head

"well Jack Frost is hot but you're hott-ER I don't want you looking like Jack Frost because I said so! I love you for who you are....especially your brown hair"

"so if I told I like it you'd be ok with it?"

"Yes if you like it and it's your choice? %100"

"so what if I said it's a prank?" She was gonna nod her head coz she thought it was like the other question but then stopped midway and widened her eyes

"your kidding"

"yes in fact I am" I laugh and point at the camera and she gasps

"you..you....YOU BITCH" she punches my chest jokingly "I ALMOST GOT A HEART ATTACK AND GOT ALL SAPPY AND MUSHY FOR YOU JUST SO YOU COULD PRANK ME?!" she shouts point her hands everywhere "You know I was like scared! Coz you said you liked it and I was like, oh no I gotta get used to this no more chocolate curls, but not as in i lied I just gotta get used to it which added more pressure than I already felt!" She stated but I only laughed even more and awed

"babe don't worry"

"I HAD A MATH QUIZ TODAY" she point at herself "AND YOUR HERE LAUGHING YOUR ASS OFF?? no wait let me sit on the bed since you like when I sit on your lap"

"no no baby I'm sorry" I said while laughing, her face was hilarious

"no you're not! and no kisses till Monday" she huffs and looks at the wall, I give her ten seconds until she turns around to ask one more question, and she did

"hop on the shower we're cleaning the white of you, you Jack Frost wannabe" well more like a demand I huffed but got up with her and turned the recording off

"neds gonna love this"

Have a wonderful morning/afternoon/evening/night!

-quacksonlover

[youngbeanpole]

A message from BP’s mail-lady

hoo boy here we go. this is gonna be a long post.

hi! im lemon, and i started this blog on april 2nd 2012. and today, april 22nd 2021, im posting beanpole’s last message here. its been one hell of a ride.

how it all started i was 15, spending time on tumblr, when i suddenly started seeing people posting about this movie that was about to be released soon, called the lorax. now, im not american, so i had never really heard of dr seuss, but people were so enthusiastic! so i watched a shitty cam-rip of the movie and joined the fandom. 

and then the askblogs started, the first one i came across being swag, of course. i had run askblogs for other fandoms before, so i wanted to join in on the fun. but regular once-ler was already taken... and green suit once-lers, and audrey and ted too... so i had to come up with something original. 

the movie started with the once-ler leaving home and his family showing just how awful they were, and i started thinking, ‘man, his childhood mustve sucked..’ ‘haha what if i made a blog about once-ler when he was my age?’ 

an impulse decision that somehow gained me 100 followers in a week. somehow relatable tumblr teen once-ler was relatable to 2012 tumblr. who couldve known? 

i get kinda emotional looking back at it, honestly. people were so fun and creative. id stay up late to keep talking to people (bc timezones are hell). and i had a lot of fun just pretending to be a flawed boy, one who seemed nice but could be rather snarky, who would lie and break promises at the drop of a hat, but only because he didnt know any better, not out of malice. and i couldnt have done it without you all. i never wouldve known that he hates tomatoes, or likes celine dion, or wears the same thneed every dang day just because that happened to be his icon. 

was it silly to get obsessed with a childrens movie? maybe. but i had a great time.  (im also happy to see there are still people in the fandom that are carrying on the legacy... you guys rock)

truffula flu i think most people that remember bp remember him from truffula flu’s camp entre, over at youngbeansprout... a blog ive sadly lost the password to. im a big baby so i never thought id enjoy writing about something as scary as zombies, but i saw my friends doing it so i went in blind, without any idea on a backstory for the au or whatever.  ....which is probably why he wasnt always all that prominent in the story, haha. well, that, and timezones. 

it was probably an even wilder time than running this blog was, because there was actual plot. and people would liveblog it. and make fanart. and cosplay??? someone out there? cosplayed my oc to a convention? its one of those things that make you go. huh. i made something cool. probably never gonna reach that high ever again, but it sure is a fond memory. i still have a folder on my computer with all the fanart and it still brings a smile to my face.

also... i never did get to finish zombie au’s story, but i did plan how it would end. so if youve managed to read this far, congratulations! youve hit the hidden deep lore.

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so the thing with truffula flu was that entre made the trees fucked up, right? and those spores would turn ppl into zombies. and of course you could become a zombie from being bitten, but it also traveled through the air...

everyone in camp entre (who wasnt immune or already infected) wore a gasmask, a bandana, something to cover their mouth. bp, who wandered into the apocalypse by accident, did not. he didnt even know. 

so little by little, the spores gathered in his lungs, until he realized. oh no. im getting sick. oh no. oh no oh no oh no. he messed around audrey’s equipment to confirm he was infected, and he got scared. he was a scared kid and he was going to die.

except. ted had handed him a cure for safe-keeping. a cure bp had sworn to protect with his life. but it could save him, right? in a moment of cowardice, he uses it on himself... only to find out there never was a cure.  (now heres the part where my memory gets fuzzy but) the ‘’’cure’’’ was given to ted, who was already slightly rotting, meant as a mercy kill. the people who gave him the cure assumed he would use it on himself.

except ted was a good kid, who wanted to use the cure to help others. and beanpole? his lies and broken promises came back to bite him in the ass, and he died sudden and alone. the end. :)

ANYWAY

the end of an era ive wanted to wrap this blog up for several years now but i never knew how. younger me wanted to give him a happy ending, which back then i thought was getting him a girlfriend. 

but as i got older, i realized... not everything can be fixed with a relationship. he’d have to learn to overcome his flaws by himself, learn his lesson about honesty and sincerity and the dangers of greed. and then, maybe he’ll have a happy ending.

so as he rides into the sunset on this day, imagine. maybe he’ll end up cutting down a forest and regretting it the rest of his life. maybe he’ll become a rock-star. an inventor. a teacher. a gentleman. a cannibal? okay, maybe not that one or maybe he’ll continue traveling forever, singing songs about boredom.

who knows? there’s infinite possibilites out there.

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and with that, im logging off too. if you ever need me, ill be over on twitter as his deoncelerized self, bean. 

<3