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wrathofrats · 9 months ago

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Sits down cross legged on the floor

Consider; raindrop fucking, lazy and kinda casual about it while just musing about how badly they both wanna get their hands on the new bug. Phantoms so cute and sweet - Rain knows he'd be such a good boy, wants to prove it but Dew is convinced he's absolutely got a bit of a brat inside of him.

Dew wonders if he's weird like Aether and likes to play with his magic, Omega certainly did...Is it just a quint ghoul thing to be a freak??

Rain asks if his dick would be bigger than Dew's (Dew tries to pretend he's offended as if he doesn't share the same sentiment)

Just slightly provoking each other, a little bit of possessiveness hidden in there somewhere, while they talk absolutely nasty about Phantom...idk!

Is this smthn-

-Void

I’m honored I’ve finally been given raindrop writing privileges I hope I did them justice I know how important those freaks are to you

1.6k of exactly what it says on the tin folks. Warnings for degro, size shaming, mentions of physical punishments like bruises and blood, they’re a bunch of possessive freaks.

Ok have fun

Dew reeks of sweat and smoke.

His forehead is shiny, golden hair sticking to it as he tips his head back to allow Rain to suck on the sensitive skin of his neck. They exchange heat in this position, Rain sat in his lap nestled comfortably on his cock while Dew massages his hips. He gets hotter the longer they sit, no real urgency to either of their movements, Dew would gladly burn if it meant being able to continue touching Rain like he’s a deity who has given him the grace of his skin against his own.

“Haven’t you noticed how he looks at us firefly?”

The words barely register in Dew’s brain as Rain lifts up off of his throat to speak coherently. Rain grinds his hips back lightly, causing Dew to suck in a deep breath. His grip tightens as he finally looks back up at Rain with a confused look.

“Who?”

“Phantom. Have you been listening to me or do I need to get up?” Rain sighs while Dew digs his nails into his hips, mumbling out a couple breathy protests.

“I’m listening I promise I- we’ve just been here for hours Rain cloud”

It had been more like an hour. The passage of time slowing as Rain moves at his own leisure. A casual pace to the roll of his hips even as Dew attempts to move them faster. Rain had already soaked the sheets below them anyways, can’t help himself, but Dew’s eyes cross every time Rain sits back to add another comment about whatever he had decided was the topic of conversation.

“Could get up if you’re not feeling it, thought you enjoyed it when I sit sweetly in your lap. Thought you wanted something pretty to look at”

“I do baby-“

“Then stop complaining”

Dew lets out another breath he didn’t know he was holding. He readjusts them in an attempt to relieve something about their position. At least enough that he can focus on what Rain is saying to him.

“Anyways, Phantom just looks so sweet doesn’t he? Probably would drop to his knees in the common room if we asked him” Rain repeats, a soft hand caressing Dew’s chin to force his gaze. He studies Dew’s eyes for any hint that he’s not fully with him, enamored with the way his pupils dilate. Finally Dew rolls his eyes and bats Rain’s hand away, grumbling about how he’s still there.

“You really think that freak is obedient?”

“More obedient than you are” Rain chides “besides, if he listens when you send him on stupid errands to annoy Swiss, I wonder what else we could make him do.”

Phantoms eyes spark when he sees Dew and Rain. A mischievous glint that has Rain wanting to drag him between them and use him as they please. A finger beckoning him over, pointing at the floor, hell Dew barely had to motion to the stage before Phantom had eagerly dropped to his knees while on tour. Something Dew has not forgotten, or let Rain forget.

“I’ve heard the opposite. Swiss gets chatty when he’s high” Dew snickers. There’s a hint of jealousy to his voice as Rain praises the new summon while seated on his cock. A petulant tone that only makes Rain bite his lip in curiosity.

“Is that so?”

“Said he’s a fucking brat, that he’s got an awful mouth on him” Dew groans as Rain bounces lightly just to hear that tone of his go breathy again.

“Well considering how often I let you get away with it, I’m not concerned”

Rain adjusts again with a wicked look. He loves watching the cocky attitude in Dew melt away as he clenches down on his cock. Dew is adorable when he’s jealous, Rain could work him up for hours if he didn’t think Dew may burn down the abbey about it.

“He’s greedier than you are princess, Swiss could spank the stupid toy raw and he would beg for more”

“Guess I enjoy the challenge. Swiss encourages the bratting though and you of all ghouls should know that”

More than once had Swiss worked Dew up enough to get smoke coming out of his ears. Laughing in his face before sending him back to Rain covered in bruises after taunting the one ghoul who usually couldn’t control himself. Always quiet and docile, but they all knew the work it took to get him there. Swiss dishes his punishments hard, that fucking sadist, purely encouraging a bad habit so he can have his own fun.

"Sometimes Swiss has to subdue him with quintessence just to get him to shut his mouth. Poor thing will apparently just talk and babble until he's fucked stupid"

Oh that idea intrigues Rain more than it should. The idea of Phantom being so loud and disobedient that even Swiss can't handle him sometimes? He licks his lips, quickening his pace bouncing up and down on Dew just thinking about it. His thoughts are awful really, the terrible sadistic part of him wondering if he could get Phantom to submit without having to use magic.

He knows how hard Swiss can go, he's left plenty of cuts and bruises on Rain to make that point clear. But Rain wonders if Phantom will allow him to go harder.

“I think we could take him firefly. Could just tie him up until he wants to be good if the bug gets out of hand.” Rain muses. Dew pants and curses beneath him, trying to grab at Rain to slow him down.

“Fuck baby-“ Dew moans. There’s an internal debate of whether or not to force him to still his hips, loving the way he looks bouncing up and down. His dark hair framing his face as he tilts his head back blissed out on Dew’s cock, small tits bouncing slightly, he looks ethereal like this and if Dew wasn’t about to completely ruin the moment he would've been more than grateful to continue to watch.

There’s a small pause that lingers in the air as Rain finally stills. He leans forward into Dew’s chest against, panting right by his ear.

“Hope he’s a bit nasty for us, hope he makes me fucking claw at his skin until he sobs. Get him real marked up and docile, see a bruised bloody thing at our feet hanging onto our every word” Rain huffs, breathy and a cocky lit to his voice that has Dew whimpering at the idea. One of Rain’s claws drags down the side of Dew’s abdomen for emphasis as he just nods and gasps at the sting.

“Do you think he’s got that awful quint trait of being a fucking freak with his magic? Do you think he uses it to get what he wants?” Dew screws his eyes shut as Rain clenches down on him again. Omega certainly has an awful streak of using his magic to his advantage, they’re sure that’s how aether got to be so bad. Just a taste of power and Dew’s convinced the kid will be hooked. Will play dirty just to get a cock in him.

“I think we can make a sweet boy out of Phantom. Won’t need any magic to get what he wants if he listens”

“And how do you expect to do that?”

Rain smiles almost maliciously at Dew, his sharp teeth almost reflecting the low light in the room. A sweet hand comes to caress the side of his face, a stark contrast to the filth Dew knows Rain is thinking.

“Oh I was hoping you’d be a bit generous droplet, I was thinking I could offer him the opportunity to fuck my cunt if he’s a good boy. Maybe if you’re good too you can watch”

Dew practically growls, “Id just have to fuck you afterwards. He can’t fuck you like I can, would love to see him try though”

“Oh is that so? You don’t think he’s bigger than you are?” Rain reaches below him to grab at Dew’s cock, showing how easily it slips out when he’s not actively grinding down on it

Shame burns in Dew’s gut, his face going bright red seeing how Rain’s fist almost covers him completely. A spurt of pre dribbles down his fist only adding to the embarrassment, not only feeling of seeing Rain actively coo over how small he is, both of them knowing how aroused it makes Dew.

“Shut up” he grits.

“Seen and heard a couple things that tell me otherwise. I think he could fill me up nicely” Rain sits back on Dew’s cock again, tsking in mock disappointment. He reaches down to rub between his folds, biting his lip as he circles lightly on his clit. Dew can see how wet he is, more slick leaking out of him as he touches himself.

“That’s even if I let him near you. Don’t even want him to look at your pretty cunt, should be all mine”

Rain spreads himself at the words, two fingers showing off his pink little clit, completely engorged. Strings of his own arousal connect his fingers as he shows himself off. Dew wants to drool, to beg to get his mouth on him. Needing the salty, heady taste of Rain on his tongue.

“Don’t get jealous on me now. Besides, you’re not in charge Dewdrop” Rain sneers.

Dew whines, Rain’s hand coming to wrap lightly around his throat. A final grasp at power that Rain knows will leave him helpless and quiet for him.

“If you’re so jealous I could just have you both fuck me. Get both of your little cocks in me and see if It even stretches me out. Sure mountain or aether is bigger than you two combined, would be a really sweet sight to watch you two try though.”

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jawritter · 1 year ago

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Carry On

Chapter 29 (Final)

Summary: It was just a simple hunt, found on a pie festival. It was supposed to be easy. Something they’d all done one hundred and one times a million. No one could have told Y/N, Dean, and Sam that nothing from that point on would ever be the same again.

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader x Sam Winchester

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Throws some fluffing feels in your face and then closes the door like a boss.

Due to the graphic nature of this fic, and the fact that it will eventually contain Smut. This fic is an 18 + only fic! If you’re under 18 DO NOT read this fic!

A/N: This fic is beta’d by @kazsrm67 Thanks so much love! Please do not copy my work! Feedback is golden! I hope you all enjoy this ride with me!

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“Wearing a hole in the floor isn’t going to make the time go by any faster,” Y/N reminded Dean as she sat on the counter, nibbling on a saltine cracker, and watching her boyfriend literally pace the kitchen in front of her.

“Sorry,” Dean grumbled as he forced himself to stop pacing, and after a brief moment of deliberation, decided to just take a seat at the kitchen table.

Not fifteen feet away, in the bathroom that adjoined the hallway, were two pregnancy tests sitting snugly under a box on top of the sink. The test took only three minutes to show the results, it had so far been exactly 1 minute and 34 seconds since she placed the boxes over the top of the test once she’d taken them, and honestly, it felt like it had been one year and 34 days instead.

Especially to Dean. That much she could tell. He wasn’t exactly hiding it very well at the moment.

“Dean, don’t get your hopes up, okay? It could just be a stomach bug, and I don’t want you to get disappointed,” Y/N said as her gaze wandered back to the red reamed clock on the wall; checking the time for what felt like the hundredth time in about 40 seconds.

It was true. All signs and symptoms pointed to pregnancy. They’d stopped all preventative measures that could deter conception, but that didn’t mean she’d gotten pregnant yet. She was prepared to have to try for quite a while to even get pregnant. She’d taken birth control for years, and only God knows how long it was going to take for her body to hormonally be ready to conceive.

“Trust me sweetheart, my hopes aren’t up,” Dean assured her, reaching for her to come and sit down in his lap.

Carefully, she pushed down and off of her perch and made her way over to where he was sitting, slipping into his hold with ease.

“It will happen when and if it’s meant to. This is kinda one of those things we have little control over. We can do things to help it along, and there are multiple avenues to try, but after everything in life we’ve been through, I’ve learned nothing ever comes easy, or right away; so I have no expectations, other than making sure you’re okay,” Dean continued, placing a kiss to the top of her forehead.

She melted into the warmth that seemed to always radiate from Dean’s body. Home, no matter where they were in life, no matter where life would take them, this was it, Dean was home. Not a roof and four walls.

“I’m feeling a lot better,” Y/N admitted. “I’m sorry I scared you earlier.”

Dean’s grip tightened around her waist, attempting to hold her as close to him as humanly possible. “It’s okay, it’s my job to take care of you when you’re not feeling well. I just wish you would have told me you weren’t feeling great sooner; I would have never gone into work this morning. I didn’t know this was something that had been kinda going on for days. You’ve got to communicate with me sweetheart.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” Y/N said, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

Here she sat with the tables turned, what felt like not so long ago, she was the one telling him that HE needed to communicate with HER when he wasn’t feeling well. God they had come so far, especially Dean.

Just since his accident, he’d proven not only friends, family, but doctors and even himself wrong. He’d far surpassed any expectation any of them set for him. He’d done the one thing Chuck and the universe had tried so fucking hard to not allow him to do - he’d created a life for himself. He’d created a home. He was doing what it was he always wanted to do. He was happy. An ending he never thought he’d deserve, and one Y/N didn’t really feel that she deserved either, but here they were. He should be dead. By all rights, accounts and reasons, Dean should have never lived to see the outside of that barn, but here he was, alive and well. Scared, battered, broken in some ways, but still here. Still alive.

“Did you ever think we’d be here?” Y/N questioned, and Dean swallowed thickly above her.

“No. No I didn’t. I thought I’d be dead by now. I never saw life the way it was not. It was just a distant dream. It still feels like a dream some days,” Dean admitted, and he wasn’t wrong, it did feel like a dream some days. If it weren’t for the hard days, the days that tested the both of them on every emotional and physical level, she’d think they were both dead and in heaven, just playing this thing out, but nope, this was real, this was their life. As fake as it felt, it was real.

“Me either,” Y/N voiced after a moment. “I had given up on anything even remotely similar to this. Never even tried to achieve it.”

“Do you regret it?” Dean asked, his deep rumble barely above a whisper in the silence that hung heavy in the kitchen. “Do you regret giving up your life as a hunter for this? For me?”

Y/N sat up straight as he would allow her with his firm grip on her waist, and placed a gentle kiss to his lips before leaning her forehead against his own. “Not even for a second. I’d do it all over again, no matter how many times I had to live through everything we both went through, I’d do it with a smile on my face as long as it ended right here, right now.”

“Me too,” Dean agreed. “I’d walk right into that barn every time, go through every ounce of pain and suffering, just as long as we ended up right here in this kitchen at the end.”

The sound of her alarm going off seemed much louder than it was -coming from her phone in the pocket of her sweat pants; she’d have jumped off of Dean’s lap had he not been holding onto her. But as the shock of the sudden loud sound waned, the heaviness set in with a rock of nerves in the pit of her stomach. Here it was. The moment of truth. There were only two answers waiting on the other side of that door, but one would change their lives forever. Suddenly, she found herself too scared and nervous to move.

“Do you want me to go and look for you?” Dean questioned when she didn’t move, just sat up ramrod straight in his lap.

“No, no I wanna do it, just… stay here, okay?”

Dean nodded as she stood on shaking legs, and even though she didn’t turn around to see him, she could feel his pale green gaze on every step she made towards the door.

A million and a half memories flooded her mind as she opened the bathroom door and stepped inside, looking at the boxes that were still set on top of the little tests. Memories of pain, so much pain. Pain of Dean never even noticing her. The undesirable pain she felt as she stood there and watched him stuck to that goddamn poll, his life quickly bleeding away. Pain as she watched him struggle to recover. The fear that he’d never be the same again, if he ever woke up at all. The pain of learning how to let him go, so that he could recover on his own, and move from caretaker to partner. The moment they moved in this house. Every step that they made that led them to this moment. She could still see it. It was all still so clear. A horrible ending that they had taken, and rewritten for the good. What could have been a disaster, now could possibly be the start of a whole new life. One that Dean had always wanted. One that she had always wanted.

She felt as if she was having an out of body experience as she lifted the box off of the text, eyes closed; breath held, almost too afraid to open her eyes and see that they were negative, which she had convinced herself that they were.

“It’s okay,” she whispered to herself. “It’s all gonna be okay. No matter what the results are, we’re gonna be okay.”

With every ounce of courage she had left in her body, Y/N forced her eyes open, and her focus to shift down to the counter, where the sticks were.

At first, she thought she was hallucinating, surely she had to be, because one test stood proud and pink with two lines on the result screen, and the other the word YES + . She was pregnant.

Subconsciously, her hand fluttered down to her stomach as shock quickly made way for disbelief, and disbelief to something that she could only describe as pure joy. She had a little life, a little piece of Dean Winchester, the man she loved more than her own life, growing right now inside of her. A piece of him that no matter what, she’d get to keep forever.

Grabbing both tests, she quickly made her way out of the door, and back towards the kitchen, where Dean was still waiting at the table, his head buried in his hands.

Most people would have probably wanted to ‘surprise’ him with something cute. Some way of telling him that he was gonna be a Dad, but not her. They’d waited long enough for this moment, and she wasn’t going to make him wait a minute longer for the sake of theatrics.

Dean’s head lifted as he heard her footsteps approaching, and he was on his feet reaching for the test before she could even make it to him. His hand shook as he took the two test from her hand, and looked down at them. The same emotional turmoil running over his face as had hers only a moment ago, which sent a flood of emotions streaming down her face, or maybe it was the hormones?

“You’re pregnant?” he stated after a while- as if he needed to say it to make it real.

“You’re going to be a father, Dean Winchester,” she said, her voice choking with emotions, as he wrapped his arms around her squeezing her tightly as his own emotional dam broke, and years of pain, rejection, doubt, and fear of never having a life of his flooded down his own face, all while he clung on to her like she was his lifeline. She was honestly, and he was hers.

Life as they knew it would never be the same. Things had forever changed. Dean had a family of his own now. A real family. This was the first day of their forever.

Y/N’s eye’s lifted to the doorway of the kitchen, where had Dean not been holding her up, her feet would have given out from under her as the clear ghost of John Winchester and Mary Winchester stood, arm and arm watching the pair. Jack and Cas stood not far behind in the hallway, along with Bobby, beaming proudly at him.

“All of Heaven had to come and see this moment,” Jack said as both stood there in shock at the faces of family and friends long gone.

“We’re all so proud of you son, and when that boy of yours is born, he’s going to do great things,” John said, pride beaming from his face. “You did good.”

Just as suddenly as they had appeared, in a blink of an eye, they were all gone. Leaving nothing but an empty room, and the promise of a son that Dean had always wanted. She couldn’t think of a better, more fitting ending for Dean Winchester. The righteous man that might have saved the world on multiple occasions, and he saved her. He’d saved her in way’s she’d never stop thanking him for. He was her constant. Her comfort, and now, the father of her child, and the man he could finally call himself proud of. Scared. Battered. Bruised. Broken. But proud of the man, father, and one day husband he’d become.

The End.

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kolbisneat · 5 months ago

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MONTHLY MEDIA: July 2024

I read a lot more than I was expecting this month but I ain't complaining. Here's how I spent the month of July!

……….FILM……….

Evil Dead II (1987) Didn't love Evil Dead (not that it's not good, I just get too spooked by straight horror) but had no idea that this would be what it is. Puppets and stop motion! Looney Tune antics! Magic with rules! This is my kinda movie and I'm baffled the modern films in the franchise don't try for this sort of energy.

Poor Things (2003) It took a while for me to settle into this, but around the time Dafoe's Godwin explains Bella's condition, I was all in. It's a dreamlike movie with dreamlike logic so despite some of the discourse I tried not to take too much of it literally. Beautiful and far funnier than I expected.

……….TELEVISION……….

Columbo (Episode 1.04 to 1.07) Gosh I love the era of television where each episode was self-contained. Episode 7 features Columbo smoking in a doctor's office and I was not at all expecting him to comment on the dangers of tobacco, but he did! I notice this first season only had a handful of episodes with the classic "oh one more thing" schtick so I'm curious if that pops up more in later seasons.

Scavenger's Reign (Episode 1.01 to 1.12) This is a show where I sit down, turn it on, and while the beautiful opening credits play, think, "I wonder what horrifying imagery is gonna f*** me up this episode?" The animation and design are sooooooo good that it made up for the occasionally baffling writing. Please go watch it so a second season can get greenlit.

Bridgerton (Episode 3.05 to 3.08) I missed a few eps there in the middle but it all worked. That final party, and all that went with it (the speech, the bugs, the reveal of who paid for it) was 10/10. Good stuff.

……….YOUTUBE……….

Yoko and The Beatles by Lindsay Ellis Yoko Ono didn't break up the Beatles. And while this video essay expands on the factors that DID split up the band, it's also a really great dive into the weight of fame and the weight of fame on women. VIDEO

Was starting a product business a mistake? by Simone Giertz An honest and detailed insight into the dream vs. reality of small business and internet fame. Looks like it's going to be a full series and I'm looking forward to more. VIDEO

……….READING……….

N or M by Agatha Christie (Complete) Spy Thriller set during the Second World War? With a husband/wife spy duo? Oh heck yeah. Sometimes I find the clues to be a little convoluted/unnecessarily obscure but this one struck a great balance of visible but easily forgettable.

The Knight of the Swords by Michael Moorcock (Complete) Having first read the comic adaptation (penciled by Mike Mignola!) I now realize some of my issues (pacing, understanding the abstract) work better in novel form. An elevated pulp adventure that has some great ironic twists.

Sherlock Holmes vs. Dracula or The Adventure of the Sanguinary Count by Loren D. Estleman (Complete) Thrift find purchased based on the premise alone. Exactly what you'd expect but not much beyond that. It's at its best when you get Dracula directly interacting with Holmes and/or Watson.

Spider-Verse by Dan Slott, Christos N. Gage, Mike Costa, Dennis Hopeless, and many many more (Complete) Really enjoyed reading this but am baffled by its production. Why the issues aren't collected in chronological order, I'll never know. I know the book is over ten years old now but the writing (especially all of the Spider-Women) really stands out as...not great. All but the Superior Spider-Man essentially sound the same (perhaps the point?) but Gwen and Jess and Cindy mostly talk about things like body image and pheromones and it's glaring. I'm curious what I'll think upon a second readthrough (reading in order, and after the first wave of nostalgia has completely rinsed off) but I definitely think this story walked so the movies could break the speed of sound.

The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl Beats Up the Marvel Universe! by Ryan North and Erica Henderson (Complete) North's writing and Henderson's artwork are the perfect blend for such a bright and enthusiastic character. Unbeatable Squirrel Girl is such a great series (which I gotta go back and finish) and this is an equally great introduction to the character.

Superior Foes of Spider-Man Vol 1 by by Nick Spencer, Marcos Martin, and Steve Leiber (Complete) I was really excited for this series (the premise! the cover art!) but the pacing, humour, and art just didn't connect. Honestly really bummed that I didn't like this more.

……….AUDIO……….

3D6 Down the Line (Podcast) A nice change of pace from the modern D&D games I play in. They use Old School Essentials for their system (more akin to 2nd Edition D&D) and play with a mindset similar to the 70s style of play (treasure for experience, everything is lethal). I'm still having trouble distinguishing some of the voices from each other, but it's a great listen.

……….GAMING……….

Oz: A Fantasy Role-Playing Setting (Andrews McMeel Publishing) Tuesday crew watched a peaceful inauguration and gained notoriety for saving a neighbourhood from roaming monsters (you can read all about it here!) and the Mof1 crew is dabbling in dangerous contracts with dangerous people (all for a cap that controls the winged monkeys).

And that's it. See you in August!

#Monthly Media #Kolbisneat #Andrew Kolb

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nknoxe-n · 4 hours ago

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Heyo! Could I get a matchup for Blue Lock? ( ≧∀≦)ノ💙

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Zodiac Sign: Sagittarius

MBTI: ISFP

Appearance: Long wavy brown hair, fair skin, amber eyes. 1,68 m (5,6) - Average height tend to tall (Curvy).

Personality: Optimistic realist, Nightowl, Ambiviert, friendly and polite, a go with the flow person, i'm usually pretty chill, lazy bean who is a sleepyhead, i may be nice

and be good with all kinda of people but when someone gets over my boundaries/insults my family/acts disrespectful towards me I tend to get mean and say rude words, so don't mess with me :3. I'm trustworthy, keep secrets, and keep my emotions and feelings to myself. I'm very observant and read people well, so they can't manipulate me easily. Stubborn, Chaotic. Dark and sarcastic humour is my kinda humour. I'm also extremely sarcastic towards what I care about and will call them weird, adorable nickname as a sort of love language, whether it be platonic or romantic. People often call my smile pretty and call me very adorable. I'm always a happy girl, but they don't know my inside at all. Cheerful, mysterious girl. I tease the people I like and give them nicknames. I only open up easily when I vibe with someone, but if not, I'm distant and friendly.

Likes: Music, food, books, manga, anime, mythology, history, art, astronomy, my favourite animal is the red panda, stuffed animals, cats, and seafood.

Dislikes: Spiders, bugs, people that are obnoxious, dirt, coffee, math, being interrupted.

Hobbies: Dancing, Drawing, writing, Art, Gaming, watching anime, films and shows, going to the cinema, museum, shopping, Reading and collecting my favorite characters (usually husbandos from anime/ mangas) Nendoroids, acryl figure etc. I'm lying in bed at night and scrolling through Instagram reels, reading Wikipedia articles over historical stuff (always researching stuff I don't know).

I like smart, strong, witty, and funny guys who stimulate my intellect. As well teasing, somehow it's adorable and cute when you banter around together. Someone who i can be myself, be like besties who play together but also keep me stable. Someone who has a sharp tongue and doesn't hesitate to tell how he views things/his opinion.

Take your time, and thank you for doing that. Have a lovely day/night/ afternoon

( ﾟ∀ﾟ)人(ﾟ∀ﾟ )

Your Blue Lock Matchup: Michael Kaiser

Okay, hear me out here, Michael is obnoxious, and cocky, we see it all the time, but I think it would be different with his partner. If he is to love someone he would have to love them so so deeply for him to trust and get past his walls that he's put up, and you'd kinda have to teach him how to love and be kind, but he'd be listening eagerly because he wants to make you happy, only you, he values you and everything you hold dear. When considering your layered personality, Michael Kaiser stands out as your perfect-ish match. He's charismatic and sharp, which aligns seamlessly with your need for a smart, witty partner who can match your energy in playful banter and intellectual discussions.

Things would probably be very distant at the start, but as things settle, he will open up to you at the same pace you do. He loves a challenge, and your observant nature and strong boundaries would make him respect you deeply. Your ability to read people and stand firm when pushed would be very needed in your relationship with him, he tends to not always be completely truthful even to himself so to have a partner who might understand how he's feeling even when he's trying to push it all down it would absolutely make him melt.

Your teasing and sarcastic humour? It’s a language Kaiser speaks fluently. He likes to be... rude when talking to people but when it comes to his partner he tones it down, he loves to tease and pick small fun, it keeps the tone light and easy for him, comfortable. And while the more intimate moments are slightly uncomfortable for him since he doesn't completely understand love, yet he can't get enough of it from you.

Your artistic side and love for mythology, history, and astronomy would fascinate Kaiser. He’d love listening to you talk about your latest research rabbit hole or admiring your drawings, even if he doesn’t entirely get the nuances of art. He’d probably joke that your talent should be used to paint his portrait—but deep down, he’d be genuinely impressed and would see if you could sketch tattoo ideas for him.

Kaiser is the type who would absolutely spoil you. Whether it’s indulging your love of shopping, taking you to museums, he’d make sure you feel cherished. He's loaded, I mean the ace of his world-class team? He can afford to spoil you and really does like gift giving, although he prefers receiving since he's never gotten gifts for anyone before, but he's trying his best.

#🌸 match up #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #michael kaiser x you

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miitarashi · 1 year ago

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Not sure if nobody has asked this before but could u do some headcannons about what Tintin would be like when/if he gets jealous? Like if the reader was being flirted with by another person or if that other person was very obviously checking them out, also, whether or not he would do some NSFW things *wink* later that night as a kinda paranoid way of saying "please dont leave me" or something, idk if that makes sense but yea ❤️

......Nah. This- Bro??? I was thinking about it yesterday! What the- are you on my mind??? Better get out this place is worst than the backrooms.

Such delicious request need to be done 😌🙏🏽

[Name] = your name (reader neutral,not specified)

Warnings: it'll be some spicy things,some nsfw so don't read if you don't like. Sorry for any misspeling words.

☆Tintin headcanons - jealous☆

Ok,first things first.

I don't really see him like someone that would really feel jealous. Like,he trust you.

Or he would be emotionally mature or emotionally naive.

Bear with me-

He would enter in a relantionship waiting for the same,loyality and companionship,if you dare yourself enough to cheat (lock pretty good your house because i'll be coming for your soul) he would be disappointed? Sure,but i don't think he would try again or give a chance. Wouldn't be difficult to move on from it.

Now,the thing change when you was there,living your life and out of nowhere someone try to flirt with you.

If Tintin's around,he'll watch more for your safety since, again,he trust you. If the man/woman keep insisting after you denied,he'll join in to take you out of there.

Overal, it's not that big of a problem.

Only in two. Specific. Situations.

If someone is obviously checking you out.

He worship you every moment he can,this boy know how beautiful you are and he don't blame other people.

But this really get under his skin for some reason,even more when you was feeling beautiful and good with yourself and those people checking made you uncomfortable.

His overprotective mode kick in and soon enough you was far alway from the stares,while he comfort you in a caring and gentle way as usual.

Now,the second thing is. He knows that sometimes he stay away for a long time on his adventures when you don't go with him,even don't contact for a while because of the difficult situation he's in.

He make up for it as much he can,but there's still this little lingering voice in the back of his head saying that this can make you want to break up to be with someone more available and close.

You two already talked about this,but that damm tiny voice kept saying the same.

Being pretty loud and annoying when Tintin see you getting along with another person.

Not everyone of course,but you know when you just meet someone and you click with them right away?

That's the type.

He try to brush it off,but hearing you laughing, hugging and playing around with that one person really bugs him in the wrong way. That feeling "they can get someone better than me"

In that same day,he still try to let it pass but hearing you talking enthusiastic about that person...

He really wanted to communicate,but he didn't had the words,then he used his other love language to transpass what he was feeling,touch.

He begin with a hug from behind while you're talking, hugging you firmily against him. Without saying nothing,in a smooth motion he slowly begin to use his hands on you.

A possessive touch,but desperate behind it, kissing you all over,face, neck, chest belly,his favorite place that he took an extra time to kiss,your thighs.

He was so smooth that you just undestood what was happening when he laid you in bed.

He made it his goal to keep hearing his name falling from your lips, holding onto your hips for dear life,in a way that if he loose the grip you would disappear from his life in a blink of an eye.

When he really begin to move,a bit of his frustrations was used on you, setting slowly a bit rough pace,but always focused on bringing you pleasure equally.

His praises was how much he loved you,how perfect you are and how good you felt while holding eye contact resting his forehead against yours.

After finishing and after being taked care of properly, cuddling against his chest,his arms wrapped firmily around you and his face fit in the crook of your neck.

"I'm sorry for exaggerating a little" - he says in an apologetic and low tone against your skin.

"don't worry, it looked like...you needed it" - you said in a slightly humorous tone as you stroked his back gently.

Tintin was silent for a few seconds, seeming to enjoy the caress you were giving, but low and soft, he called out to you in a whisper, hearing a "hm?" yours in response. His arms tightened a little more, holding your body against his, sure that if he didn't let go, you would never disappear.

"Don't leave me" - he whispers, pulling away from your neck to look into your eyes.

"Please" - he pleaded, with both words and eyes.

Piecing together the loose ends from the way back to his behavior when you were out together,you let out a long sigh, disappointed in yourself for not noticing sooner and hugged him back with one arm while your other hand cupped his cheek, giving him a comforting caress and a long kiss before answering:

"Never Tintin, I love you too much for it" - you whisper back for only him to hear.

Tintin let a light sigh of relief escape, thanking you in a brief whisper, caressing your back and sides, saying sweet nothings lulling you into a safe and peaceful sleep in his arms.

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N/A: Nah,i'm still in deny of the right moment that this request showed up. YOU! UNKNOW PERSON! GET OUT OF MY MIND YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING! But,overal i loved writing this one,hope you guys like it too! Thank you for reading! 😘

#the adventures of tintin #tintin #tintin movie #tintin x reader #tintin 2011 #the adventures of tintin 2011 #tintin movie 2011

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moochii-daisies · 20 days ago

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2015.06.

- 18+, Minors DNI

Warnings - Content Contains: A smidge of blood, Lacey and MC fight (they are both mean tbh) JK and Yoongi fight, MC kinda mentions a hint of a flashback, drinking, smoking, cussing, angst - the usual. TW: SI mention, (+jk lost his v card at a young age mention) They continue going through it basically - but it won't be for long cause the next chapter is the 2015 finale!

Sidenotes: the only chapter "plan" note was "the fight". so, ta-da (pretend i'm doing jazz hands). if anyone tries the dance to amygdala please pls lemme know haha as always, thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy if you do <3

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No matter what is written next, I want to make it clear that the 9 of us each have an almond tattoo somewhere on our body - and that we got them done together years after this whole thing occurred.

But it wasn't like Jungkook came right back inside with a smile.

And I didn't suddenly quit dance-crying because everything was actually, Totally Fine.

What happened was more like this -

I was just drunk enough that it was easy to follow Lacey and Jimin's movements. But the tears hadn't stopped streaming since Jungkook had gone out front.

Jump, cross.

Side touch- Turn!!

Wiggle and then -

Some part of your body had to look like it was head-banging.

It was during the chorus of Amygdala, and it was fast enough to be an ambitious attempt. The living room circled around me until all of the separating lines within it dissolved. Dizzy.

I felt my arms jostle but Yoongi's voice was trying to pin me down in place - a dead bug for decoration.

"My amygdala (my amygdala), please save me," made the same sound as an arrow whizzing through the air. A metal tip speared it's way through my chest. And I could hear Lacey and Jimin sniffing, tugging at our joined hands to wipe at their noses. Shit, we couldn't all be crying.

I'd halted after turning, and the boundaries that differentiated between everything and everyone were slow to come back. It felt like Yoongi was trying to tell me something about himself through his lyrics. Except - it also felt like it was something about the both of us. And my brain, even in it's inebriated stupor, warped its processing so that I couldn't make any sense of it. I could go anywhere else, I thought, but I couldn't stay there.

"I'm gonna go smoke!" - I yelled the words out and mimed along with them. Two sets of big eyes and toothy grins gleamed back at me. Their heads nodded so quickly that it looked like they were being shaken. Or I dunno, maybe that was just how it seemed.

The escape provided sweet but brief relief.

My dream of fresh(-ish) air was stopped dead in its tracks, two steps past the front door. First, from the tiniest icy snowflakes that were fluttering down in thick flurries. It was the first time it had snowed there in 12 years.

And then, from seeing Jungkook.

He was sitting on the front porch couch with his knees spread wide for his elbows to rest on. His hands were pressed together in a praying position, held underneath his lower lip. Two black circles were staring and unblinking straight ahead of him. Either at something or seeing nothing.

After a rapid twist of his neck to crack it, Jungkook tsk'd to himself before turning to stand - hands clasped behind his head. The eye contact that we made once he was standing communicated more than either of us wanted the other to know.

"I don't want you to be - anywhere around me tonight." Thumped behind my ears.

Bass boosted.

Well fuck.

There was a hitch in Jungkook's swelling chest, but he carried on as if I wasn't there at all. Exhaling in one sharp burst and then turning to pace away from where I stood.

"Maybe you should -"

"Don't tell her what to do." Jungkook's voice sliced through Yoongi's pitched up one like a knife.

Wait - wasn't Yoongi inside? Up on the stage? The last thing I could think of was his voice and - that thought alone stopped the oncoming train that was full of them in its tracks.

For a moment.

Then it hurtled its way through, rejuvenated.

There was no correct choice. Someone would be upset no matter what I did and I -

And I didn't know what to do.

There was just - There was no...

No correct choice.

It felt like my eyes were crossing the more that I tried not to look at either of them, but I would have rather passed out before looking at anyone's face. Or the expressions on them.

It was stuck somewhere deep down within me - what to do.

If we could all just hang on a second.

If everything could just slow down.

I know I'd have been able to figure it out. If everything hadn't been so loud, and fighting to be the loudest and it's like - hang on.

Various conversations popped up around me, noisy flowers in a field.

A little more than ten other people were also out there on the front porch.

My jaw clenched at the awareness and I froze, like standing still enough could prevent anyone from seeing me.

"Baby, go inside. Please.".

Just one blink.

And Jungkook was standing in front of me, pulling me into a hug that he wrapped around my head. I was confident that as long as he didn't move, everything would be okay. And that I was able to blink.

Toes wiggled underneath my own as a nudge to step onto his feet. I think some part of me felt embarrassed by it, but most of me was trying not to fall off of him once we started moving. And a lot of me felt loved.

I don't know what I felt about the freeze-frame image of Yoongi though. And how he looked so close to bursting that I could almost feel the pressure of it. Like the cold had expanded everything he was keeping bottled up within him.

The sensations that came from Jungkook however- as he guided me to step down off of him, were warmer.

"Bunny.".

"My bunny.". My response was immediate, and the surrounding walls suddenly looked familiar.

"I need you to stay inside the house. You could even smoke in the ba-" "I'll stay inside. I promise." I cut him off before he could say the full word.

An "I'm sorry." was muffled against the top of my head.

Then there was one kiss.

Two kisses.

Three.

Jungkook and I had a habit of spotting the same piece of stable ground. Nobody could calm us faster or rattle us more than the other. For this particular interaction - it was the former. And I almost couldn't remember how the evening had started.

How he had been sitting on his mattress on the floor of his room. And the way that our nest of blankets was swirled behind him.

Where we had been woken up just that morning. And - Holy shit, this was all the same day.

"Look, I should probably tell you that-"

It was a good thing he told me, really, and I wish that had been what I expressed instead.

Instead of malfunctioning and forcing out a hum. Instead of twisting two fingers behind my back to stop visual "what if"'s from catching me off guard.

Here's the thing: I had done my best to handle the feelings that came up from Lacey being there. I really had. And I liked her. I really did. Up until the words -

"Lacey was the first person I ever loved. And slept with." Came out of Jungkook's mouth.

I could have been told this years ago.

But I didn't say that .

I didn't know what to say.

The recall of the evening made the arms around me feel chokingly tight. So I went with a nod, and began taking steps backwards through the front door. The same way I had at the beginning of the party - and the same way I had after hearing those words.

A pained expression twisted at Jungkook's face.

"It's kinda fucked sometimes. You get that right? Like how you smirked when I told you I needed you and that you're leaving after I tell you this."

The words spoken in that safe space followed me out of his room. And stuck with me up the stairs. And had only been swallowed down with thanks to (funnily enough) Lacey and Jimin - who had shoved their drinks to my mouth after spotting me.

But they were trying to force their way back up as I backed away from Jungkook at the front door.

"You don't need me to- you're probably, um - you should tell Yoongi..." I was only half-aware that I was mumbling. At least until the bump from behind me erased any notion that I had opened my mouth at all. The person turned to look at me and their face was on the cusp of being familiar. Like someone I met at a game night or something.

All of the blood in my body was turned into ice.

I couldn't keep looking at Jungkook - and scanned for any of the other 5 faces I could trust. Namjoon was easiest to find, towering over most of the crowd with a leopard print bucket hat (borrowed from Yoongi).

"Baby don't-" Was either called out after me or just wishful thinking. I couldn't get the nerve to check which one it was.

No. That isn't fair. It was more like I couldn't believe that he had said it with the way I was acting. I just couldn't -

i just couldn't.

Icicles in my bloodstream were now stabbing the fist in my chest. And when Lacey's shrill voice hit my ears upon arrival, the shards of ice felt like they grew three sizes. Just the worst kind of Grinch.

I hadn't seen her in the crowd - not until she was right in front of me. The back of her head bobbled as she prattled on to Jimin, whose eyebrows looked like they were trying to lift off of his face completely. He shook his head back at least three times within my minute of standing there. Fidgeting with a strange rhythm, almost like a foxtrot (slow, slow, quick, quick).

"MINNIE AND LACEY ARE COKED THE FUCK OUT." Namjoon bellowed the words into my ear and I forgot why he needed to yell until my brain allowed Yoongi's music to be heard again. His words weren't sinking in. So I gave him a quizzical look, at which he pointed towards the two and mimicked a snorted inhale. Turned out the sniffing from earlier was -not- from all of us crying.

Jimin was wearing a thin, long-sleeved white t-shirt, black jeans and Chelsea boots. The red heart that Tae had helped him embroider onto the shirt was matched with a single, dangling heart earring. It swung from his left ear with every scrambled motion. Glittering as he rubbed at his chin or whenever his head tilted back to take a swig from his cup.

I gulped to finish the rest of my own.

Lacey, on the other hand, had gotten dolled up. Wearing a sequined body-con dress that was mermaid colored. The blue, jewel toned parts now matched all of her hair - instead of just underneath its top layers. Two sparkling seashell earrings followed the rapid motions of her head, she was following Minnie's darting glances. She was also gnawing at her lip the same way that I do. Fiddling with the sequins on her dress like I would.

It really felt like we understood each other sometimes.

More than anything though - she looked beautiful.

I remember thinking that as she handed me her cup (presumably after noticing that mine had been finished).

I tilted the rest of whatever was in it down my throat without as much as a wince. Extra bitter. It felt fitting.

Although, in many ways she had been so sweet. I hesitated at the thought initially but, she had genuinely become a close friend over the past year. Even after we stopped being able to see each other as much. And even considering that she had tried to punch me that morning.

But I think that's why it hurt so much.

That nobody told me about her and Jungkook ever having a thing. She was included in that too. She could have told me. "Guess you still have a lot to learn about each other then." echoed in my head and left a taste in my mouth that was worse than the alcohol.

"-So it's just funny if you really think about it, you know?? Like, if just ONE thing had been different then - then you would be making entirely different choices. It's fuckin' nuts! That's all I'm sayin'. Cause we, we can just - it just like, - it's just like, we shouldn't take what happens for granted. You know what I'm sayin'? Who knows if it's for better or for worse?" Joon hadn't stopped talking since he started. And a big hand was placed to palm the top of my head as he did. I felt like the joystick of a game controller whenever he flexed a wrist to (gently) pull it closer.

I wished I had been paying more attention to what he was saying, but one question begged to be asked at full volume.

I yelled as loud as my body would let me project, "Oh Great Teacher!! Who gave these two the coke?" - Which got me a glazed over look of (perhaps) deep thought.

Switch gears then.

"Ok! Like - what external circumstance provided the opportunity for them to make this choice?" This time, Joon nodded, like the change in my wording had been satisfactory.

"Yoongs." Is the only word he uttered back at me. And the glow surrounding Lacey and Jimin evaporated - emboldened me to do something. To stop letting myself freeze up. To stop waiting for JK to carry me out and take my steps for me.

"You're right Joonie. If only one thing had been different." I know I said the words, they came out in my voice and all that, but I couldn't feel them being said.

Joon's baseball mitt of a hand slipped from my hair, letting me glide towards the amped up pair with ease.

Looking back at it now - my timing could not have been worse.

"Hey girl! So when you said, 'There's more to learn about JK', what you meant was- that you fucked him?" I snapped at her with so much force it almost sounded excited.

And I dunno.

Maybe I was.

Maybe I had wanted to talk about this for a really long time. About Yoongi, about why she waited to tell him about JK and I dancing - all of it.

Lacey gritted her teeth.

And if she had remembered giving me the rest of her drink perhaps she wouldn't have - but she attempted to throw the drink she did remember having into my face.

Jimin took a step back with a hand clutching at non-existent pearls, "My goodness ladies. Resorting to violence is -" "Oh shut the fuck up Minnie.". Lacey's lashing out caused a visceral reaction from Jimin. One that had "who the hell do you think you're talking to" energy taking over his angelic features.

His expression distracted me enough that I didn't sense the front of my lacy black dress being wrapped up in a fist until just before it was yanked on. I remember thinking that eyes usually weren't so round once her hazel-green orbs were glaring directly at me.

"Betcha didn't check what was in that cup before you drank it," Lacey's words were venomous and taunting, "I told Yoongs that such a sweet girl couldn't handle her pills.". The rest of her sentence was said in a hiss. One that was meant to make me scared.

The thing about being scared is, that it has a threshold. There's how you normally react (which for me, was freezing up) and then there's how you react after being pushed. After you've gotten to a point where you kinda hope somebody tries to scare you. Because even you don't know what will happen.

Well, it's like that for me at least.

And it wasn't typically a good sign - for me to stop caring about what would happen next.

But I had gotten beyond my threshold.

And I felt myself giggling as I worked to remove her grip from my dress.

And I saw a look on her face that I couldn't identify. It might have been on Jimin's too.

Which would have been fair.

I think they only ever saw me get to this point on three different occasions throughout the years.

And I like to think that I would've stopped at removing her grip, if I had been able to.

If I had been able to refrain from stepping closer to loom over her. If I had been able to hold myself back from saying - "I'm clearly not the one who can't handle things.". If I hadn't channeled that anger into a sneer at the hint of her spite-filled expression wavering.

If just one of those things had gone differently.

"You gonna admit that it's all just an act? That you 'caring' about everyone else is a self-absorbed gimmick to help you hate yourself a little less? Like you, the poor little victim, could ever have some kind of grip on the world that's stronger than the rest of us?" Lacey was making zero effort to seem less enraged than she felt. And I remember that for the smallest second, I thought it was a good thing we were finally doing this. Getting it all out in the open.

It was a really short second.

"You gonna admit that you tried going after JK last night? And that it's the real reason you lost it this morning?" I could tell that the words were said calmly, but that it only succeeded at strengthening their impact.

Joonie, who had been grooving behind me, couldn't pretend like he didn't hear it. The feeling of movement against my back stilled, followed by a "Well, shit.". And Jimin began craning his neck to find the others - it vaguely registered that he wanted to let them know what was happening.

Lacey could only gape at me in reply.

What happened in The Backyard was assumed to be something strictly between Jungkook and I.

But no.

In The Backyard was where Jungkook told me about all the ways that Lacey had been coming onto him over the past year. And that the most recent time she tried, was last night.

That she had been able to crawl into his lap and kiss him before he had been able to get her off. That she had said something about only ever feeling loved when she was with him. And how Yoongi had been so depressed since moving, that she was sure he had been making hers worse. And how it was something that only Jungkook could've fixed. "Only you can fix me", is what she said verbatim.

And you know what? I was not okay with that.

Almost the entirety of what happened in The Backyard spilled out of me like a river that had risen to dangerously high levels. I didn't care what was knocked down or out or away as a consequence. But by the time I finished, I was nearly panting - and naively hoping that it was going to usher in an end to all of the drama.

"At least I won't be the only one that wants to kill myself." Lacey was sardonic with her final response.

Tae's face popped up behind her head at that, looking like a worried groundhog.

Jin's voice from behind me let out a tense sounding, "psh".

Hobi and Jimin had joined forces, both looking equally concerned and ready to fight. I didn't care where they had come from or when they had arrived, I'm just grateful that they did.

With an assumed jerk of their heads, Jin and Joon moved from behind me to grab Lacey by the arms. Toting her off to some corner of the party with a bar station that was away from us. Jimin, Hobes and Tae closed in around me while they left.

I knew they were doing this for our own good but at the time I could only scoff at the notion and promptly headed towards a makeshift bar. The one that Jin, Joon and Lacey had not gone to. Clearly, we just weren't drunk enough yet - at least, that's what some of us seemed to be thinking.

I dunno what the hell was going through my mind once we got there though - and I tossed back every drink that Tae poured for me. Ignoring how strong they were and letting myself, for just a moment, enjoy the look of surprise on his face as I did.

But then Hobi and Jimin - who had both done way too much coke at this point - both started "hm"-ing to themselves with their arms crossed. Wiggling their jaws. Swinging their hips back and forth. Staring me down like there was an unsolvable problem tattooed across my forehead.

Rum dribbled down the side of my mouth and I wiped it away with a " blech" before addressing them with a sharp, "What?".

"She took Kookie's virginity when he was 16 and she was 19 or 20." Jimin offered up without missing a beat, and earned a smack on the arm from Hobi.

"That's so helpful Min. I'm sure that what she wants to hear right now, is MORE about how her boyfriend er, her...man! Her man, yeah, how he fucked the girl who is dating, um..." Hobi started off in a spitfire but trailed off as the effort to explain the situation grew.

"How can all be fair in love and war? When love is an unfair game?" Tae had never sounded so apologetic in the entire time that I had known him. And they were good questions. But I didn't have an answer for either. Which made me start blubbering, letting the ticking time bomb at the back of my throat diffuse.

"Did y'all know about last night?" I sniffled and made myself hack on phlegm. It wasn't dainty sounding and it made me feel -

"Pathetic."

Hang on. I know that I thought it but -

I whirled around to discover who it was playing mindreader and Yoongi standing there almost felt like a mirage. But the pointed stare and grimace pulling across his face were unnervingly real.

"She said JK came onto her and that nobody would listen. Jesus. I dunno, maybe if you believed her? For fuckin' once? She wouldn't be moving out and I wouldn't be working on additional suicide prevent -" Yoongi's rant of justification dropped as quickly as it began. Realizing that he had finally admitted to not being fine.

One of Jin's hands was clasped over my mouth as soon as it opened. "Not now." were the words I think he said when I shot daggers at him. But I didn't get it at the time. It felt like when he was working on the floor at their last house. Why wasn't anybody paying more attention? He clearly wasn't ok! Or fine! He just - he wasn't happy.

The thump of wood being hit is the only reason I didn't try to fish-flop an escape away from Jin to get to Yoongi. That's not right - the person that caused the thump was the reason.

A red-faced JK. Who had punched the frame of the entryway behind him.

"Get your ass. Outside. Now. Please." Jungkook spoke in broken fragments. Staring at the ground like it was the only thing he didn't want to fight.

"Maybe a Time-Up would -" "Dude, no." Hobi and Jimin's hushed voices felt like they were floating. Or rather - I felt like I was floating.

Ducking my head down to find his blank stare, JK stirred slightly at the recognition. I didn't want to freeze this time.

My questioning look was returned with a chin tucking into a nod. A signal that he did want me with him.

I need you too, can't you feel it? - I tried to send the message out through my fingertips, and any bit of skin that touched his. A single heart beat between the two of us.

Being at each other's sides again brought relief to both of us. But it was only able to settle in our bodies for a moment because just as it did, we saw Lacey barreling towards us.

"She keeps taking what's -", hands on one of our shoulders shoved us back, "MINE.".

This irked me.

"He's not YOURS-", I returned the shove without thinking, "And he was also just a KID!" She stumbled with an expression that did actually frighten me - but she decided that physically fighting was not the way for her to win. Aside from being bigger than her, I wasn't acting anything like the (mostly) timid mouse she had gotten used to.

Smoothing down the sequins on her dress and shooting flirtatious looks towards the crowd of people surrounding us instead, the next words out of her were made of needles. Meant to inflict pain.

"Babe? We should have coke at more of these things. Wanna bet that they'll be selling for us by the time I get back? Or - oh my god, what about a bet that those two, Little Kookie and his For the Minute-Maid, will be strung out little wrecks?"

Yoongi looked like he had been shot at.

Tae had his arms held out in front of Jimin and Hobi, who were both trying to throttle Lacey.

JK and I were battling to stand in front of each other. The alcohol must've had me believing that I could kick anyone's ass to protect him. It got a small smile out of him - flickered it to life. And I forgot what we were in the middle of after seeing it.

Except - the shakiness that could be heard as he spoke sounded alien. It was anger that was scared of itself and trying to keep it together. I recognized it like it was my own.

"You told me. That it wasn't. Yours.".

Even without looking up at Jungkook, the way that Yoongi flinched made me wonder if JK had quit caring about keeping it together. And what that would mean for everyone.

Which also made me wonder if we should stop.

Just stop.

That phrase quickly became the only thing I was capable of saying out loud.

Because after Yoongi failed to respond - JK grabbed him by the collar of his black button down and tossed him out the front door. The people on the front porch didn't stop partying, they only kinda moved to give them space. Chatting and smoking away as if they had gotten bored of waiting for an altercation to start. Like it ticked off a box of expectations for the show and was nothing more than that.

But I was feverishly yelling the two words I could say at Jungkook. Watching as Yoongi did less than nothing to defend himself. Didn't raise his hands to block the punches. Didn't make an attempt to run away. He didn't even try to scold JK. He just...lay there. Taking it.

The most that he did - was spit to the side, just once, after taking a blow to the face. After that, he simply resumed his still position. Giving no attention to the splatter of red that had fallen onto the fresh snow beside him.

But we noticed.

The rest of us had gathered on the front porch except - nobody tried to keep them apart or stop them from fighting, like they had on that game night.

"It's time." is all Jin said while toking away at his pipe. The ripple of nods made me angry at first but, I knew what they meant.

This was The Fight - the one we had anxiously prepared for all those months ago. The one that had been guiltily hoped for. The one we had even once (literally) dreamed would occur.

I secretly wished that our past anticipation would make it easier to witness. That it would make the whole thing seem silly or -

Or less -

Anyways.

It didn't.

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multifanhoe99 · 1 year ago

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Kinktober Day 9- Praise Kink

I firmly believe this man would love to praise his partner while they give him head and you can't change my mind.

Pairing: Bobby x gn!Reader

Warnings: Nicknames (Baby, love, my love, pretty baby), throat fucking,

=Let me know if I missed any.=

18+ MDNI

PROMPT LIST

MASTERLIST

It had been a long day for Bobby and you could tell. It wasn't like him to be so quiet and in his head. You wondered if there was anything you could do to help him out. You and Bobby had been dating for a while and have been friends for even longer so you knew when something was bothering him. You also knew that he would be more likely to suffer in silence than tell you what was wrong unless you forced him to. Sometimes it didn't take much to help him feel better and other times it would take a lot more but he always did his best to help you out of your slumps the least you could do was offer the same support.

"Baby what's wrong I know there is something bugging you," you asked.

He looked at you then back down, "It's nothing bad love I just have a lot on my mind and can't seem to quiet it down long enough to figure out what to start with first."

You nodded in understanding. You knew exactly what that was like. Just then, you got an idea. You asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

He kinda chuckled, "Not unless you know a way to make my brain be quiet."

"It just so happens that I know just the thing that can help you with that," you say while moving to kneel in front of him.

He looks up at you now kneeling in front of him. He is pretty sure he knows where you are going with this but decides to play along and asks, "Oh really? What might that be?"

"Well, what's that expression again? Oh yeah, if your brain isn't working I guess I will just have to give you some so it can work better. What do you say? Will you let me give you brain," you ask.

He laughs at your cheesy way of asking to give him head but, he agrees. He loves watching you go down on him and letting you know just how good of a job it is that you are doing. He sits back against the couch and lets you take the reigns. You scooch closer to sit right in between his legs. You started by running your hands up and down his thighs letting your fingers slip under the hem of his basketball shorts. You didn't want to tease him too much so then you began to massage his cock over his pants. You wanted to get him nice and hard before you started to use your mouth. He leaned his head against the back of the couch and let out little moans as you got him ready. When he was nice and hard for you he moved his hips to help you slide his shorts and underwear down revealing to you his leaking cock.

You grabbed it gently and he let out a hiss at the pressure. From there you began to work your magic the way he liked it. You started with kitten licks to his tip really getting a feel for him no matter how many times you've done this. Then, you take the tip into your mouth and swirl your tongue around it.

"Ah, yes baby just like that. You know exactly how to make me feel good," Bobby says while you continue swirling your tongue around him. You do that a few more times before you start to take more and more of him into your mouth. You set a nice pace for yourself to bob your head up and down his cock using your hand to get to the places where your mouth doesn't reach.

Bobby is a moaning mess above you and it takes everything in him not to buck his hips into your mouth. Instead, he praises you, "Yes that's it. God, you're doing so good for me my love. I love the way your mouth feels on my cock. You are so gorgeous like this. You love having my cock stuffed in your mouth huh?" You moan around him in response which causes his hips to jerk involuntarily. The small gag you make when he does drives him wild and he can't hold back anymore.

"You're doing so good for me love, but I can't take it anymore. I need to fuck your pretty little mouth," he says while starting to gather your hair in his hand so he can help guide you. Then, he says, "Alright I am going to start now, but before I do show me what you do when you need me to stop." You tap his thigh twice.

"Good," he says with a smile, "Let's start then." He tightens the grip on your hair and starts to buck his hips up into your mouth rapidly. It feels amazing for him. "Yes, baby that's it. You are doing so good for me taking my cock so well." You were moaning, gagging, and choking on his dick but it felt so good. You loved when he used you like this and his words of praise only turned you on more. You could tell he was starting to get close when the rhythm of his hips started to falter. You took this opportunity to use one of your hands to massage his balls while he fucked up into your mouth.

"Shit, baby keep doing that," he says only moving his hips faster to chase his incoming orgasm, "Don't stop baby you're gonna make me cum. That's it, that's my pretty baby." It only took a few seconds longer and then he was cumming down your throat with a long moan. After he catches his breath again he smiles and thanks you.

While he pulls his shorts and underwear back up you ask, "Is that better baby can you think about what you need to do first?"

"Yep," he started, "but that can wait. I have something much more important that I need to do first."

"What's that," you asked.

"I gotta return the favor," he says picking you up over his shoulder and carrying you to the bedroom. You should help him focus like this more often.

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A/N: We love to see it and that's all I gotta say on this one. Asks are still open please send in anything you want to see in kinktober and otherwise!

#kinktober 2023 #kinktober #x reader #k pop smut #ikon smut #bobby smut #bobby ikon #Bobby x reader #smut

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dr-spectre · 2 months ago

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Sonic x Shadow Gens Review.

(MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD!!!)

So, gamers, i have played and finished Sonic x Shadow Generations, both campaigns, and i just wanna say.... GOD. DAMN.

I cannot believe that Sega released a Sonic "remaster" and it actually TURNED OUT GOOD!?!? WITHOUT ANY BUGS!!? NO GRAPHICAL GLITCHES FROM MY KNOWLEDGE!!?!? WHAT HAPPENED!??!

I will quickly go over Sonic Generations before we talk about... the big boy.

So, how is Sonic Generations? Welp. It's.... it's the same game!! And as someone who played it on PC for years, it looks identical to the original release! Maybe the colours are tweaked? The UI looks way nicer with the resolution boost and the chao rescue stuff is really cute.

Uh, i will say though. i do like MOST of the rewriting that they did. But here's the thing, Sonic Generations' story is like eating a McDonalds cheeseburger, but it's only the patty and buns. The rewrite just adds some cheese and a dab of tomato sauce. It's better, but you're still eating a damn McDonalds cheeseburger. And to add on to this, the VAs didn't sound... good, this time around... Idk, something seems very off about their performances? Mike Pollock especially, bro lost ALL OF HIS ENERGY in his Eggman performance. Tails' VA sounds kinda... bleh too, i dont know what happened here. Roger Craig Smith sounds bored playing Sonic, and i feel bad for him because Ian Flynn's writing can be pretty damn wordy. He's a skilled voice actor FOR SURE, but i never clicked with his Sonic, ever. (Jason Griffith, i miss you every day, my sweet prince... They took you away too soon... At least i still have the definitive Sonic voice in the Japanese version...)

The story also continues the trend of turning Amy into a boring side character with zero personality or spice because GOD FORBID A CARTOON CHARACTER ACTS CARTOONY AND A LITTLE CRAZY! SHE IS NOT AN ABUSIVE STALKER WHO WANTS TO FORCE SONIC INTO THINGS HE ISN'T COMFORTABLE WITH! SHE IS A FUCKING FANGIRL OF SONIC WHO WANTS TO HANG OUT WITH HIM AND SHE LOVES HIM AS A PERSON!!!! IF YOU PLAY THE OLD 3D GAMES WITH RETRANSLATED MODS YOU WILL SEE!!!!!!!! GOD!!!

But i could make a whole post about Amy man... I really could...

Okay enough about Sonic Generations, it's time to talk about Shadow Generations and what do I think of it?

First, I'll brush over the story, NO SPOILERS DON'T WORRY!! I will say this, there were plenty of moments that easily got tears out of me and the stuff involving Maria and Shadow? Oh.... oh baby... PEAK!!!! Black Doom is really dope too, Shadow was pretty well written in this, too, and his VA knocked it out of the park!!! Kirk Thornton, I'm sorry that i doubted you... And Maria's VA too? Love the performance!!

However... This story feels... underdeveloped? Undercooked? it feels like there needed to be MORE! I think that the pacing felt a litttleeeee too fast and i kinda wished there was just more to chew on! It's like eating some damn good chocolate ice cream, but the ice cream is just one scoop. LIKE I WANT MORE!!! I WANT TWO SCOOPS!! I WANT SOME CHOCOLATE CHIPS IN THE ICE CREAM!!! UGH!! It's good, BUT I WANT MORE!!!! There needed to be more on it's bones, more screentime with Maria and Gerald, more time fleshing out stuff and properly explaining Black Doom's return instead of it being optional dialogue in the white world or prologue animaton on YouTube that you could skip. There's all this cool optional shit that is well... OPTIONAL!!!! And it actually enhances the characters, BUT I DIDN'T SEE IT UNTIL I LITERALLY BEAT THE GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I DIDN'T READ GERALD'S DIARY UNTIL AFTER I BEAT THE STORY!!! THE LAST TWO PAGES ARE LITERALLY AT THE FINAL SECTION OF THE GAME!!!!

There is this one moment with Maria and Shadow and like.... it gave me the biggest damn smile on my face. And the ending too man, my god.

ALSO THE CUTSCENES ARE FILMED REALLY WELL?!? HOLY SHIT THEY ARE ACTUALLY GOOD?!?!? It makes Frontiers look like a PS1 game in terms of quality like holy mother of god, the cutscenes and animations have improved so MUCH in the span of one game... It makes me so so excited for what's to come....

NOW! GAMEPLAY TIME! How does Shadow control? How does this black and red alien hedgehog play?

I'll put it like this... Imagine Sonic Forces, BUT!!! The air control is better, platforming feels smoother, the homing attack is better and more satisfying and 2D control feels actually good. it's just like Forces but everything feels a lot better, it's WAYYY BETTER THAN VANILLA CYBERSPACE FROM FRONTIERS!

Good controls don't mean much if the levels aren't good, BUT THANKFULLY Shadow Generations level design is actually pretty damn solid, and each level made me feel satisfied and wanting to go again!! There's plenty of optional pathways but the pathways don't really go to brand new exclusive areas. It's not on the same tier as Sonic Generations, BUT! It's close.

My favourite level is either Sunset Heights or Radical Highway. YES! THE SONIC FORCES LEVEL IS MY FAVOURITE! HOW CRAZY IS THAT?!!? THEY TURNED MID TO GOOD!!!

I also love how the collectables are placed on the harder pathways and reward you for skillful play, unlike in Sonic Generations where most of the red rings ARE ON THE BOTTOM PATHWAYS!!!!! WHY?!!? THAT'S THE PLACE MOST PLAYERS WON'T GO TO!!!! Ugh. I hate collecting red rings in Sonic Generations but thank god the collectables are actually fun to grab in Shadow Generations.

Now i wanna brush on the white space because i have some words to say on that too.

White space was really fun to explore and unlike Frontiers, you could see things in the distance and platforms don't just pop in!!!!!!!!!! I loved doom surfing around, finding chests, bolts and just running around. It's really fun. It's not as in-depth as Frontiers, but i want the next Open Zone game to take a lot of inspiration from this white space. Also, seeing Omega and other characters in the hub and talking to them is really cute stuff.

Finding ALL the chests and bolts tho makes me wanna wish a thousand year torment onto someone.

And speaking of Doom Surf... The Doom powers and Chaos Control, i.... LOVE THEM! They are the perfect way to make Shadow more unique from Sonic and give the levels that extra level of flavour. Doom Spears add some spice to the standard homing attack chains you do in 3D Sonic levels, Doom Blast is really fun to use and opens up new pathways, Chaos Control is AWESOME!!! I LOVE HOW IF YOU USE IT AT THE RIGHT TIME IT OPENS UP COOL PATHS!! MY JAW DROPPED MULTIPLE TIMES SEEING THE PATHWAYS THAT I FOUND FOR MYSELF WITH CHAOS CONTROL!!! Doom Surf is fun to use and it spices up Kingdom Valley a lot, but... Doom Morph? The squid? THAT ONE SUCKKKSSSS!!! Awful turning, awful speed control, awful jump arc that makes Super Mario Bros. from the NES look like a top tier platformer, they don't properly explain the grappling mechanic which left me feeling so frustrated at certain points.

And... of course... The Doom Wings...

THE DOOM WINGS.... THE STUFF YOU COULD BREAK WITH THEM AND THE LEVEL DESIGN ACCOMINDATES FOR THEM TOO?!?!? SO IT DOESN'T FEEL LIKE YOUR GLITCHING THE GAME?!?!? SONIC TEAM DID SUCH A GOOD JOB OH MY GOD!!!!

Now, let's talk about the bosses...

Bosses are pretty fun!! They feel very satisfying to beat down and have some awesome dialogue. Although they are kind of one note, like the strategy to beat them doesn't REALLYYY change but hey, It's Sonic bosses, they've never been that amazing since the beginning of the franchise. But i would rather take this kind of boss design OVER SONIC SUPERSTARS!! BLEHHH!!!

Also I'm not gonna go too much into it but what they did with Mephiles, story wise for his boss fight? Oh man, I LOVE IT!! THEY DID SUCH A GOOD JOB! (the new VA for him, Robbie Daymond was kinda.... okayyy. Needed to sound deeper and it would been damn great. I know he played Akechi from Persona 5, he just needed better direction.)

Alright.. Let's discuss arguably the most important part of any Sonic game, the music, and um, I'm gonna be for real, it's kind of a mixed bag? DON'T GET ME WRONG!! There are some bangers, some top tier tracks that will get that blood pumping! But for every banger, there's a Space Colony Ark Act 2 and a Chaos Island Act 1....

The music can be summed up with this handy chart!

I wanna quickly brush upon the challenge acts too, i liked most of them but having to complete 4 OF THEM FOR EACH ZONE TO ADVANCE THE STORY IS SOME MASSIVE PADDING!!!

And.. I think that is it!! Overall, Shadow Generations is great!! The story has some cool moments but it felt VERY underbaked, the level design has improved a lot from previous games, i like the white space and the simple enjoyment of going around and collecting things.

It is a good to great game but it definitely has some flaws and i wouldn't give it a 9/10 and say it's PEAK overall like what some are saying online. Yeah it's good, but, it has flaws. It isn't perfect, however it is VERYYY fun!

Shadow Generations really does give me hope, this isn't yet another "step in the right direction" no. This is a LEAP!

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic x shadow generations #shadow generations #sonic generations #review #game discussion #game review #discussion #please reblog #long post #text post

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kaija-rayne-author · 2 months ago

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Review 2 in series for Dragon Age Veilguard

Spoilers for Veilguard

First part of review series is below.

I'm not an asshole disclaimer (same as the first one, if you read that, you can just skip down to the cut.)

Something came to my attention. I need to make it crystal clear that I utterly love the diversity in DAV. It's fantastic. I'm also a heavily left leaning, non-binary, queer as fuck reviewer, editor, and author.

I'm on media blackout while I play this, so I'm only getting second-hand info on how awful it is right now in the DA Fandom. Please be safe and take care of yourselves. Arguing with incels and white supremacists is completely pointless. They sea lion worse than an actual sea lion. Your mental health is important.

Though, every single time the anti-queer brigade comes out for a new DA game, I sit there thinking 'have you bozos ever played any DA game, like, ever?' My guess is nope.

9 hours in, 7 hours playtime.

Negative review

While I'm incredibly grateful that I can play this game, because I really hope the story actually starts soon, (yes, I said it, the pacing on this is terrible, and I'm both an editor and a writer, I have a clue). I hate to say... I am soooo glad I didn't buy it. Or I'd be demanding a refund. I didn’t actually look at the price tag, but it must’ve been around $80 Canadian. Given our cost of living crisis, that's obscene but whatever. Games are expensive.

It's just not worth that much in its current state. Sure. Games on release often have bugs. I kinda hate spending money to be an unpaid beta tester. BG3 had nowhere near as many.

My computer comes down right around the middle of the minimum and recommended specs. DA4 doesn't even make it get hot like BG3 makes it. So I'm really thinking glitchy game vs computer issues. Considering I'm not the only one it's happening to... welp. (I looked the glitch up, it's pretty common.)

5 out of 10 loads, my character glitches back to the stock elf body. And if I continue playing, it corrupts my saves and they won't load. It has also happened mid-battle, too. So I have to figure out which save to go back to before the glitch bit. Which, without pics in the save files is fun /s.

'Balanced' play isn’t. I play on tactician/hard in most games. I'm on balanced, and keep fucking dying. TBH I'm not extremely awesome with the controls and moves yet, but I'm not bad either. I honestly just think the bad guys are too overpowered (way too fast, hit too hard, and it takes too long to break their armour) for beginning levels. And yes, I have my Rook in the best armour I currently have. Maybe if I could carry more than 3 potions, it wouldn't matter as much, but IDEK man.

And you know what isn't actually any fun in games? Dying a lot. Also? Having to drop my difficulty level for regular bad guys less than ten hours into the game. It's still teaching me moves ffs, so is sorta the tutorial. I'm not a 'get gud' type. I think that's ridiculous. Gaming is supposed to be fun. If it makes it more fun to drop the level for a boss fight or whatever, more power to you. But I usually don't have to until end-game material. If I have to at all. It's honestly pretty rare. Load time is ridiculous, so every time an over-powered not-a-fucking-darkspawn slams my rogue (which I swear shouldn't be possible, I know how to fight with rogues, they're my first and favourite class), I get creamed because I'm bloody stuck in a place I shouldn't get stuck in.

I know they had testing on this. Wasn't that why the date was pushed back? My memory isn't great since COVID but I think I might’ve seen that somewhere.

Solavellans will likely be disappointed in the first seven hours. You see Solas twice. He may as well not even be in the game.

And I really hate to say this, but I'm just bored. I wasn’t itching to play it like I usually am with good games. (If a game catches me up, it's about the only thing I want to do.) I still loaded it up tonight, didn’t have anything better to do. (Because I'd probably have done that instead.) I'm mostly playing so I know what happens in the story myself. And I was hoping we'd get some answers to all this lore that lives in my head, rent free. So, whatever, I'm still hoping it will catch me up. I'll keep playing in hopes we actually get something resembling a story at some point soon.

And the number of editorial errors is ridiculous. Both developmental and copy.

'Cause bodies can't decompose in the Anderfels? Because nothing external lives there? Granted, I have specialized knowledge there (former forensic anthropologist) but, that isn't remotely how decomp works.

Does your 3 week old raw hamburger not rot because it was in a cold, dark place without any external decomposers? (My 17 year old knew the correct answer to that, so did my 12 year old.)

The primary forms of humanoid/mammalian decomposition come from inside us. Bugs don't even start showing up for a bit. Why do you think bodies bloat? Our gut bacteria going wild. Why do you think bodies are routinely embalmed? No bugs (usually) in a funeral home or morgue either.

And y'know? I actually outright told Epler on Twitter (before it went to complete hell) that he needed a better editor or 4 after playing DAI. And DAV already has more editorial issues than I noticed in the whole first half of DAI. Way to prove my point.

I'm an exacting editor. I'm pretty good at it. And I don't expect perfection in anything. Perfectionism is a trauma response, after all. But so many errors so soon? Really?

I'm not even getting into the story issues. Because I'm still hoping we actually, y'know, get to a story? And if I'm really lucky? That story will cover some of the glaring errors.

But so far? I'm not impressed. I've never, since I started playing DA games, been fucking bored.

Next one is here:

#Dragon Age Veilguard #DAV #DA4 #Veilguard #Veilguard Critical #Dragon Age Veilguard Critical

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slashingdisneypasta · 10 months ago

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I just watch Good Day For It... I have so many thoughts!!

With how it was set up, it felt like an indie film, or one of those shows with an hour+ runtime per episode. I had to double check the that this was a on-its-own movie. I don't mean that in a bad way at all! I kinda hoped it was so we could get more story and action XD but it was just- executed sooo well! By the halfway point, I was surprised that Emily hadn't been kidnapped and Luke had to go rescue her. The movie focused on them and their relationship and her getting the answers she needed. No unnecessary drama or action needed to keep us at the edge of our seats. I absolutely love how you can see what the characters are thinking through their emotions and expressions- especially Luke!!!! And I was so so so relieved when we got that happy ending of the family reunited. No prison or death for Luke, Emily and Sarah can get all their answers and hopefully they'll be one bug happy family again ^^

Hec and Rose? Do I need to say anything?? They are the BEST supporting cast ever. Hands down. I need Rose and Reba to hang out. I need more Hec and Rose banter. I need more of Hec not just flirting with Rose and genuinely caring for her. I. Need. Them.

And of course, I can't forget the thugs you- and now I- love. First of all; Norman is my favorite. He's just.... Hooooooo fuck. I need him. I need that man. So in control? So level headed yet dangerous at the same time??? Lord have mercy (it doesn't help at all that I'm 99% sure that this is the same guy who played Foxy. WHAT IS IT WITH THAT MAN AND HIS VOICE!?)

As we can see, this is yet another case of me falling in love with the sidekick/accomplice of the one you're in love(?) With. First buck and Harper, then Big Bad and Granny. Greasy and Psycho, Otis and Baby/Rufus. And now Norman and Wayne. What other team/duo are we going to fall for next? XD

Secondly, all these guys KILLED their roles. Oh my god, they really bring a whole new level to the movie when they're on screen. The tension is so thick, you could cut it with a butter knife. They just.... Ohhh my god, I wish I watched this movie sooner so I could appreciate your writing of them more!

Thirdly... Ok the fact that Robert England's character was dealt with by smashing a plate on his head 🤣🤣🤣 I'm sorry, a plate smashing can do serious damage (especially to an old man *cough*) but- the other two got shot, but it's this toon of a man that's finished off with a dish. Please tell me I'm not the only one who found that funny XDDD

And finally.... ALL OF YOU GUYS ARE TALKING ABOUT WAYNES EGG COMMENT, BUT NONE OF YA'LL TALKING ABOUT ANY OF LYLES LINES!?!? I don't like that egg comment either, it made my skin crawl too 😅 But believe me, I would take THAT any day over what Lyle said towards Emily, "You like 'em young, eh?"//"So she's legal, now?"//*keeps touching Emily*//I'll let my new girlfriend explain."//"Your sick kid turned into this?"//"Well, I already paid for it." 🤢🤢🤢 Emily my girl I am so sorry. Lyle, I am going to throw you OUTTA THAT WINDOW MYSELF! YOU AND YOUR BOYS CAN COME CATCH THESE HANDS-

All in all, I loved this movie!!! I'm definitely gonna watch it again. And I need to re-read your 'Good day for it' content now, too XD

I could not wait to answer this Sarah. So hi, I'm reporting from the trenches bus stop XD

I'm so jazzed you watched the movie and liked it!!! YES!! I'm absolutely hyperfixated at the moment XD

Right?? I thought it was gonna take forevor to get through it when I started it but the pace was actually really good?? Nothing in it seems like boring filler- and if it is slow, it's just building up tension! XD

I'm also bummed there isn't any more ): I guess though it's a good thing, cuz Norman-Dale-and-Wayne wouldn't be in it ):): (well... maybe Wayne. I HAVE THEORIES. yes they live in the bickerman twins au.)

Yesssss, it has a happy ending and I'm so happy for it XD Happy endings are so underrated 😅😆😄 Just let them be happy!!! Let there be some optimism that they'll get it together and fix everything and everything can be forgiven and everything will be good ^^ 💛💛💛

YES ROSE AND HEC!!! OH MY GOODNESS. THEY ARE THE KINDA PROTAG/SIDE CHARACTERS I LOVE. The well-meaning banter?? The old married couple vibes spliced with the hard-to-get/trying forevor combination??? WAHH!! They're so good XDD I love how Hec is flirty but he's not creepy or threatening. Rose can say no as many times as she likes and he'll make her laugh <3 And- when he came to be Rose's back up against Wayne and Dale??? AGH I was so nervous for them both but so happy to see him come XDD

And the fact that the Sheriff is basically their son??? XDDDD I just thought I'd chuck that in.

... I TOTALLY CALLED IT!! I KNEW YOUR FAVOURITE WAS GONNA BE NORMAN XDD (and yes, that's Richard Brake which means it is absolutely Foxy XD ) I need to make more gifs of that man for you XD He is so pretty <3 And yes- s o in control. That bit where he warns Hec and Rose and Luke that t h e y don't want any trouble?? JEEZ, MAN, BE CAREFUL OF MY DAMN OVARIES, WILL YA??

I was totally about to say 'actually, miraculously my favourite is not the robert englund character this time, i like dale', but i couldn't even think it XD I am s o into Dale for some reason, but 'Dale' kept on getting autocorrected to 'Wayne' when I was drafting this responce in my head XD I obviously love Wayne 🙄😅 (he's under jim and stuart though... but, still, above ink and buckman which is saying something), and YES! YOU'RE RIGHT!! THAT IS OUR PATTERN!! Haha 🤣🤣🤣 I love that XDDD Who is next on our raydar?? 🤔🤔🤔 XD Hmmm XD

'I wish I watched this movie sooner so I could appreciate your writing of them more!' oh there will be more. dont you worry. i have so much in my head; its like when I was into Mr Snake and I kept churning out ideas for him every night XD Wayne x Reader's, Dale x Reader's, N o r m a n x readers... 👀*pointed look at you* // *cough* also Poly!Wayne x Reader x Dale x Norman.

Omg... right??? XDD I've been thinking about Wayne getting the plate, too 🤣 Its too funny. Thats a bit I really wanna gif. When I first watched I honestly I kept thinking we were gonna get a post credits scene of him getting up and brushing the plate bits off himself, chuckling. I've been spoiled by Lake Placid XD

'AND FINALLY'-- I DUNNO ABOUT EVERYONE ELSE BUT I FOR ONE WAS NOT MENTIONING THAT B E C A U S E ITS SO MUCH WORSE 🤣😭🤣😭🤣 Oh my lordddd. At least Wayne's entertaining. Lyle is pure terror. I keep fantasising about him saying horrible things like that to me and one of the others sticking up for me~~ 💛💕^^💕💛 I m u s t admit though- god is that actor good. Oh my god. My skin was crawling and I wanted to punch him. That is g o o d shit. The twisted little creature writer in me is loving it; she wants more. Like with Otis. I'm thinking oh s h i t oh shit oh shit, this writer isn't pulling any punches. I kneel. I just think its s u c h an art, to make horrible disgusting characters and thats why I get SO PUMPED when someone compliments my ability to make my characters gross XD ITS JUST??? Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh XDDD I cant even. But yes- Lyle's lines.

They're terrible XD I WILL JOIN YOU. LETS KICK HIS ASS.

I'm soooooo glad you loved the movie!! It, and Titanic, are my current hyperfixation's so its a good thing you got on board- its gonna be all over your dash and notifs for a bit XD Do you wanna be tagged for Norman content? XD

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koenki · 1 year ago

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Hand Holding HCs - Reverie Audios

Part 1/2 cause apparently it's too long to put everyone in one post-

Kane: Don't know if he will be getting his own listener later or what the future holds but will keep this one a lil generic for now While large and imposing, Kane seems like the type to be gentle with what he cares about. The type that would take his (potential) partner's hand in his to lean down to kiss the back of it. Staying bowed like that a moment while his lips linger, he would look up to catch their gaze, a knowing smirk on his face when he see's their face flush and muscles tense. He knows exactly what he's doing to them, and loves every second of their flustered responses. Dion: I imagine anything formal he does know how to behave, gentlemanly behavior if it's what he's tasked to do; he could joke around and smile and imitate what Kane did but more impish and playful But when it's chill- where he is with his relationship with Bunny now I could imagine him dragging bunny around by the wrist as they're walking around, as they slow down it goes to holding Bunny's hand like cupped, and at some point, if Bunny is comfortable to it cause Bunny seems to go with the flow a lot so wouldn't push too much, they would be the one to lace their fingers together- Likely catching the flame demon off guard in a sweet moment before he holds on more securely. Desmond: The relationship with Love is very respectful to each other, slow pacing and gentle. There is a lot of asking permissions between them. Early on, Love was the one to initiate, at first it would be a touch to the wrist and pulling back with a soft apology before Des gives the okay. It becomes habit, not out of fear but sometimes words aren't needed, just a quiet sign asking for permission. As Desmond gets more comfy he'll be the one returning the gesture, and taking their hand securely in his, they'd give each other lil squeezes of assurances. The hold is never too tight either, easy for the other to be able to slip out of the others should they want/need to. Ellis: I can just picture them sitting together on a stormy afternoon at home with Gem; on the couch reading respective books under a blanket, kinda cuddled against each other, Eggs purring up a storm as he rests on one of their laps, probably Gem's. and at some point in the comfort and quiet they hold hands under the blanket. Maybe the first time it happens Gem looks to Ellis in surprise before grinning and going back to their book, but leaning against each other like this was cozy and warm. If Eggs sees this he's gonna meow and demand attention, so either one of them has to let go of the other to pet the floof, or a book has to be put down. Either of them are comfortable to initiate the touch. Gage: Sweet boy loves the physical contact more than anything, this is his love language; Can't get enough. If he and Bug are in the same room but aren't close enough to touch, something feels off and it has to be fixed. Hand holding is an every day thing and both will engage on it. From wake up kisses in the morning on the hands up to meeting their lips, to driving in the car with one hand on the wheel, one hand in the other's to drop Bug off at work on his way to his own. This man could have both hands in a cast and be like "Buuuuug, touch pinkies with me." While they literally would be cuddled up together on the couch. Law: This man much like Gage is not afraid of physical affection and will take Sweets hand in his so long as his hand isn't full with a rowdy 3-year-old already. With Nat sitting up on papa's shoulders, and Sweets hand in his as they walk through the park, it's a peace like no other- until said child wants to make a break and run free. He loves getting to hold them, starting with the hand and pull them closer, dancing in the living room to no music to whisper sweet nothings in their ear when they're alone. Maybe Law also wants to live out some romcom fantasies with the piano in place now, teaching Sweets a few songs by guiding their hands across the keys. Do they actually learn anything doing this? Probably not, doesn't mean it isn't fun.

Neo: Foxy-boy initiates. Not cause Darling won't or doesn't want to, but because they wanna encourage him to take lead if that's what he wants to do. First few times it was a lil shaky, gentle, but he does so confidently now, because every time he takes the lead for it, it makes Darling have that beautiful toothy grin of theirs that he loves. When it's late at night and Darling is behind him, arms wrapped around, he will put his hands over theirs, thumb rubbing over the back of them in small circles until they both fall asleep.

#reverie audios #Kane #Dion #Desmond #Law #Gage #Neo #Ellis #writings #what did I just do #??#sorry I'm so sappy #brain is pure molasses now

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wholesomecryptidart · 9 months ago

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You can give me thoughts or headcanons about Grimsley's design/appearance 🤲 pls ♥️... Or idk if you have any, but songs that remind you of him... I love making every song about the characters

OH BOY YOU OPENED THE FLOOD GATES- hi yes i am full of Grimsley thoughts so much-

Starting off with some headcannons about his design/appearance

-i am not immune to Grimsley with fangs its too fun to draw. my thoughts is that he has a genetic quirk that makes his canines slightly larger than the average person, this is the reason you'll occasionally see me draw characters i headcannon as related to Grimsley such as Giacomo or my fankid Bug with the fangs as well as they have this same genetic trait. The fangs may make him look like a vampire but he isn't actually one, although he likes to tell children he's secretly one.

-another little genetic trait i imagine for Grimsley is that he naturally has a fair bit of body hair (a detail i decided on when designing my oc Garry who is his twin brother. Grimsley is fairly insecure about this fact about himself though and is fairly persistent about shaving.

-painted nails and makeup, he absolutely deserves to serve whenever he can, i also like to draw him with earrings on top of that. Grimsley grew up in a rich family and likes to look the part even if his financial situation is a lot less stable these days due to his gambling.

-Grimsley is fairly tall, my personal height headcanon for him being around 6ft tall.

-constant dark circles under his eyes, he's a constant night owl staying up late either spending time at casinos or training his pokemon. my man desperately needs full nights sleep but he says the dark circles "add to his aesthetic.

-he feels most comfortable dressing in formal wear his wardrobe mostly consisting of gothic suits and vests and the like, (that man needs to dress like a vampire 24/7), although he does own a couple dresses because i will die on my bigender Grimsley hill. he has some dialogue on masters about how he primarily wears tight fitting clothing and that his kimono outfit is a change of pace for him so add that to the pile too.

as for songs... i have full playlist for songs that remind me of him.

the playlist is fully in chronological order because i'm kinda insane about him.

a handful of songs are related to OC stuff (Childish War being about his relationship with my oc Garry mentioned earlier and a couple of the songs being connected to my boyfriend @plushegutzz's OC Blaine who they ship with him and i do some cowriting for) but overall i'd say it's a really good playlist for my version of Grimsley and his lore.

apologies if you weren't expecting a full essay in response to this ask, but i have SO MANY Grimsley headcanons and this isn't even the tip of the iceberg (i will happily infodump more if people request it)

#long post #grimsley #grimsley pokemon #pokemon #elite four grimsley #headcannons #max rambles #<- i've never used that tag on this blog before but it fits i think

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britcision · 2 years ago

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Just a little snippity snack for this Wednesday my dears, the new chapter’s coming in a lot of shorter, more fast paced scenes because everyone is in different places

I have a new understanding for not splitting the party

And the title has changed, since… yeah, no chance of the Red Hood reveal in this one 😅 I’m just hoping to get back to Harley, but Bruce is making me do PLOT THINGS

And I’m very excited for them!

Links to the actual fic and AO3 are in my pinned and the tag

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One Fine Day In The Middle Of The Night

Danny was having a pretty quiet night in. That didn’t used to be unusual while he was in Gotham; having time to himself was still pretty much a novelty, and he wasn’t exactly a party boy.

Of course, it was a night in with some of his parents’ inventions and recently one or two of his own, so the actual “quiet” part was negotiable.

Quiet enough not to piss off his dorm mates, but luckily most of them were engineers too. They may not always know what he was doing, but they were usually interested.

Tonight, he was alone, most of the floor still being home for the holiday. That had been one of the things he’d looked forward to most about staying behind, but…

Well, after his noisy and action packed few days… he was lonely.

He wished he’d asked Jason to stay. Just because he’d said he was going to bed didn’t mean he had to do anything of the sort.

It was just that Jason had been… tense. He’d not even gotten off the bike when they arrived, just pulling over and chatting for a minute before heading out.

Like he wasn’t fully comfortable going into Danny’s place, which was kinda fair. Unlike Jason’s apartments, Danny’s dorm was a communal space.

Even if most of his dorm mates weren’t home, there was still a chance one of them might turn up. And then Danny would have someone else bugging him about his “boyfriend”.

Nope.

Besides, he’d see Jason again at 11am (he had this horrible feeling Jason might be a morning person), so it wasn’t even all that long. He should probably just go to bed.

He should check his class schedule, actually. Work out what days he’d have free, work out when he and Jason could skip to the Zone for fight club.

Wait.

Would Jason be free.

What the hell did Jason do for a living? He’d have to ask at some point, Danny mused, logging in and taking a screenshot of his class schedule for the new year.

For now, it was probably best just to send Jason the picture so he’d know when Danny was free, and then Jason could work out a good time for them to go and it wouldn’t be Danny’s problem.

Excellent. Sheer genius.

Humming happily to himself, Danny pulled up Jason’s number and sent the picture of his schedule, with the caption:

‘Let me know when ur free for field trips 👊🏻💥👻’

Eyes closing for a moment, Danny let his awareness drift out across the city. It wasn’t something he’d done a lot; Gotham wasn’t his haunt and he didn’t want to step on any toes.

Usually he’d just expand his conscious aura if he was looking for someone, but knowing how much Jason didn’t like it… well, his passive aura covered most of the state, so reaching through the same city couldn’t be all that hard.

Right?

Frostbite could find anyone, anywhere in the Far Frozen with little more than a thought. And was convinced Danny would be able to do that with the entire Zone, some day.

Danny was a little less convinced. Past the background awareness that he was no longer in Amity Park that had taken months to fade, he’d never really paid attention to his passive aura.

It’d be too tempting to feel out the rogues, or at least react to the sudden surges of aggression and danger. But he hadn’t had anyone to protect before, and he knew Jason would feel better knowing Danny could.

That was kinda why Danny hadn’t mentioned how theoretical this particular ability was, although he had no doubt he’d recognize Cass’s energy if she came close to death.

Which meant he should totally recognize it while she was alive, well, and had more energy, right?

He had no idea where she was, which parts of Gotham fell on her patrol route, but that kinda helped. It meant he couldn’t trick himself by focusing on a particular area.

Surprising precisely no one though, he found Jason first. The other halfa almost glowed when Danny was focusing on his energy, a bubbling little ball of yellow and red.

He… was maybe with Cass? Danny’s brows furrowed, nose scrunching as he tried to focus without changing his aura.

He was definitely with one of the liminals. And that quiet little light, almost blue, felt sort of like Cass. When he forced himself not to be distracted by Jason’s brighter glow.

Eyes snapping open, Danny’s concentration broke and he frowned up at the ceiling.

Well, that explained why Jason was in a hurry to get going. He was no expert in Gotham herself yet and had no idea where the two of them were, but if he tried again he could probably work it out.

Did Jason still have a suit? Or did he call Cass in, find something he could do as a civilian to have her help?

Shrugging to himself, Danny dismissed the question and hauled himself up. Might as well get to bed; they’d be back together in the morning and he could always ask.

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#danny fenton dead and loving it #wip wednesday #one fine day in the middle of the night #chapter 14 i think #might be 15 #counting is hard #but danny! he’s here! trying new things!

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