#i like to talk but i get that listening kinda sucks lol like i'm trying to be better but baby steps ^^;

[jefth3kilr]

naruto boys and one of their random and insanely specific kinks (lol) 🍃🎋

Includes: Kakashi; Gai; Jiraiya; naruto; sasuke; kiba; shino; neji; lee; shikamaru; gaara; kankuro

warnings: NSFW (MINORS DNI) bit of bdsm and rougher topics all charecters are aged up!! naruto and students are around 19-20

not proof read! requests are open!!!

Kakashi

power play.

I know it might seem a little ooc, but trust, I feel like he'd be really into power play.

and while yes he loves it when you call him master and get all obedient for him; I also think he would really like calling you mistress and submitting to you.

Like yes he will definitely get on his knees and kiss your legs and 'earn' your permission to fuck you. He's down for all that freaky shit.

but if you tell anyone about this he'd probably jump off the nearest building LMAO he would get so embarrassed.

Gai

praise praise praise.

please praise him LMAO.

Gai already likes praise in general, but praise from you!? he's already nutting in his pants.

Also I'm giving him another: fake rivalry.

Clearly Gai is obsessed with having a rival (cough cough Kakashi)

So if y'all kinda role-play and pretend to be rivals while fucking, he will be so hype. He would feel accomplished lolll

Jiraiya

Exhibitionism

I mean like what the hell doesn't turn Jiraiya on?

I think that he definitely likes being a little public with it, it exciting and it also turns him on knowing he's the only who can do this to you.

I don't think he'd like having full on naked sex out int he open, but he would definitely like teasing you and stuff.

Jiraiya would definitely put one of those wireless remote control vibrators in your before taking a 'nice' walk around the village at night. He would random turn it on, messing with the intensity constantly before turning it off again. It would suck for you, but he loves watching you fall apart and have trouble walking.

He also makes out with you in public. sorry not sorry. He doesn't care who tf y'all are in front of off, he will kiss you silly wherever and whenever he wants.

Oh in bar bathrooms...for get about it. You've probably been bent over evert bathroom counter int he village at least twice by now. You'd think because of his age he wouldn't have so much stamina....but trust he does.

Naruto

Breathing

Naruto is so happy that you chose him a lover, so it only makes sense that he obsessed with everything about you. And the loves listening to you breathe.

While yes, it helps him fall asleep and night to hear your sleepy breathing and listen to your heart beat in your chest.

But it also heavily turns him on when he sees your chest deeply heave after your coming down from your high And it definitely turns him on to hear your breathy, desperate, little gasps when your trying to reach that said high.

Like yes please make out with him and breathe in his ear while your hump this shit out of him. He goes crazy for stuff like that.

After your done with a training session, and your breathing all heard and your chest is going up and down, expect Naruto to drag you to the nearest bathroom LMAO.

Sasuke

his ears

hear me out

Sasuke's ears are sooo sensitive, but he would rather die than admit it.

One day you decide to test out something you read; something about how licking the other shell of someone's ear can be hot. So while you and Sasuke are making out, you test it out. And he will dead ass cum in his pants. From then on, you do it all the time.

If your want to tease him, whisper something in his ear, even if it's super casual. Just feeling your lips by his ear and listening to your soft voice is enough to drive him up the wall.

And if you nip his ear...he's a goner.

Shikamaru

Sexting

I mean Shikamaru is like super lazy, so texting each other becomes a very common thing. Even if y'all are in the same house, cuddling each other on the same damn bed, he will still text you instead of actually talking. (he claims it saves his energy)

Surprisingly, Shika is really good at dirty talk, he just doesn't do it because he's lazy. But texting you all that dirty talk...he can def do that.

You'll be in class and get a text from him, expecting just a casual 'wyd' message and instead get a whole paragraph like: 'when your get home I'm gonna ******* and the I'm gonna ******** you're so fucking **** I can't wait to *****.' you can never catch a break with this guy.

And if you lock eyes with him in class after reading that, he will look super casual LMAO

Kiba

scent.

i mean we all know Kiba has a crazy sense of smell, so obviously he would be able to track your scent no matter where you are. so he knows what you smell like. he knows how your natural musk is and what your perfume smells like too.

Kiba would definitely know right away if you switched perfumes. he’d probably pout about it at first because he liked the other one but after a couple of days he’ll get used to it. also if you wear too much of it, expect him to sneeze A LOT.

but anyway, he loves to smell you during sex. wether that be shoving his face into the crook of your neck and taking in your scent, or being all gross and sniffing your panties (which you always yell at him for but you secretly like it) he LOVES your scent.

sometimes, when he’s really desperate for you, he’ll beg you to let him smell you.

“Just a sniff baby, i need it. I need you.”

how can you say no to him when he’s looking at you with those sad puppy eyes? 🥺

Shino

hickeys

since no one can really see his neck because of his big ass coat, feel free to leave as many as possible.

I think he finds it very romantic to be able to mark each other like that. He also finds the feeling very sensual to kiss and suck on someone's neck. He also enjoys that's feeling on himself.

If you were to ever to show off your hickeys, wearing nothing but a tank top outside in public. He would pass tf out LMAO he loves it.

He's secretly very possessive.

Neji

hair pulling.

this goes both ways.

First of all, he has that long ass hair. I also feel like Neji can get a bit bossy sometimes, so if you want him to shut the hell up, just pull him by his hair.

The first time you did it, it was probably an accident. But when you saw his blushing face and a tent forming in his pants, you knew you had to do that again.

I also feel like Neji is a bit quiet during sex, but trust if you pull on his hair, he will start moaning like a girl.

But second; he also loves to pull your hair. When he's feeling extra dominant and he wants you to submit, he will definitely pull your head back by your hair while giving your the nastiest back shots known to man kind.

He is also the type to put your hair into a makeshift ponytail while you blow him.

Lee

Overstimulation.

I think Lee really likes it when you guys treat sex like training. (I read a fic about this lmao)

Like please let him finger you into oblivion, it gives him a good arm workout. But don't expect to be done after he's made you cum 5 times on his fingers, he still needs to work out the other arm too!

Lee is someone who can NEVVERRR do a quickie, since he has so much stamina from training, he can go round and round after round.

Literally, you could have done like 9 rounds and he is still amped up on energy.

And do NOT squirt around him, he be determined to make your squirt at least 6 more times before letting you take a break.

But of course, if you really need a break or want to stop, he will gladly give you as much time as you need, he's still a sweet boy. (call him sweet boy and he will nut instantly)

Gaara

dry humping

sometimes it just takes so much energy to get fully unclothed and actually commit to having sex. Also since Gaara isn't a super sexual person in the sense that he doesn't really like to get undress and all that other stuff, dry humping is such a good alternative.

I also HC that Gaara is a bit submissive, I mean he will def Dom you sometimes but regular he will usually submit to you and listen to you (bc you love him and he feels like this is a way he can prove that he loves u too)

Imagine after a long day, your both exhausted but still so pent up. So your just in his lap, grinding away while your heavily makeout and pull at each other's hair. Trust he will be nutting in his pants.

And if you also whisper sweet nothings to him...he's done for.

Kankuro

bondage

need i say more?

trust he will tie you up with his chakra strings and eat you out until your sobbing....

He definitely finds it hot that your comfortable enough with him to allow him to tie you up and be at his mercy (he also lokey has a power complex soooo)

[xoxorory]

Always With You !

— Percy Jackson x Fem!Reader Fanfic Genre: Humor | Fluff | Universe: Percy Jackson & The Olympians Word Count: ~3.2K (I'M SUCH A YAPPER LOL) Requested:@simpingmyassoff

Rumors Suck.

Camp Half-Blood had two guarantees:

A monster attack at the worst possible time.

Gossip spreading faster than an Hermes kid stealing your wallet.

I usually didn’t give a damn about rumors. People talked all the time, whispering nonsense about quests, secret romances, or how I once beat a kid from Ares’ cabin in an arm-wrestling match. (That one was true, by the way). Most of the time, I either laughed them off or, if they annoyed me enough, handled the situation… directly.

But this time? The rumor was about me. And worse? It actually got to me.

—"You’re, like, way too clingy with Jackson," a girl from Aphrodite’s cabin had said, twirling her hair with fake innocence. —"Like, it’s a little embarrassing to watch," another added, voice dripping with fake sympathy. —"If you keep it up, he’s totally gonna get tired of you and, y’know… want space."

I had laughed in their faces, of course. That was my natural defense mechanism. But now… I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

What if they were right?

Operation: Be Less Clingy (And Probably Die)

I decided to test their theory.

For the first time in forever, I didn’t steal Percy’s hoodie in the morning. I didn’t drape myself over him during sword-fighting practice. I didn’t sneak my hand into his when we walked together. I didn’t—gods help me—hug him like an octopus every chance I got.

And it was… awful.

I felt like a smoker trying to quit cold turkey. Every time I saw Percy, my body physically wanted to reach for him, to mess with his hair, to poke his stupid sea-green eyes, to wrap myself around him like I always did.

But nope.

I had self-control.

I had boundaries.

I was so freaking miserable.

Percy Notices. Obviously.

Percy was a dumbass sometimes, but he wasn’t stupid.

By day three of Operation: Be a Distant, Independent Woman Who Definitely Wasn’t Dying Inside, he had clearly caught on.

Normally, I would find him first thing in the morning, steal his stolen coffee (yes, double theft), and make fun of his bedhead. Instead, I stayed in my cabin, hoping he wouldn’t notice my absence.

But of course, Percy Jackson noticed.

—"Since when did you go full emo?" His voice startled me as I sat on the dock, dipping my feet into the lake.

I sighed. Of course he found me.

—"Go away, Jackson."

—"Nope."

He plopped down beside me and bumped my shoulder, expecting me to shove him back like I always did.

I didn’t.

Silence.

I could feel him staring at me.

—"Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong, or do I have to cause a scene?"

I sighed again, staring at my reflection in the water.

—"I just… thought maybe I should give you some space."

Percy frowned.

—"Space? Why the hell would I want that?"

I hesitated.

—"Because maybe I’m too clingy."

There was a beat of silence.

Then Percy laughed. Loudly.

I punched his arm—hard.

—"I’m serious, dumbass!"

He was still grinning, his stupid adorable face glowing with amusement.

—"Babe, love of my life, my antisocial sea monster—if you were too clingy, don’t you think I would’ve told you by now?"

I bit my lip.

—"Well… they said—"

—"They?" Percy’s expression darkened. "Who put that nonsense in your head?"

I hesitated, but he already knew. His jaw clenched, and I swear I saw his fingers twitch like he was ready to summon Riptide and go on a murder spree.

Hot. But beside the point.

Percy turned to me, grabbing my face between his hands.

—"Listen carefully, because I’m only saying this once. You are my favorite person in this entire camp. If it were up to me, you’d be stuck to me like a damn remora 24/7."

My brain short-circuited.

—"...Really?"

He nodded, seriously.

—"Actually… now that you mention it, I have been feeling kinda abandoned." He sighed dramatically. "Where are my hugs? My spontaneous kisses? My surprise attacks of affection?"

I stared at him, my heart doing stupid things.

—"You don’t get tired of me?"

He grinned.

—"Never."

And just like that, the weight on my chest vanished.

Without thinking, I launched myself at him, wrapping my arms and legs around him in the octopus hug I had desperately missed.

—"There’s my koala!" Percy laughed, holding me effortlessly.

—"Shut up," I muttered into his neck.

He just chuckled, running his hand through my hair.

—"That’s more like it."

Karma Comes Fast (and I Enjoy It Too Much)

Look. I’m not a vindictive person.

But when someone messes with me? Whatever.

When someone messes with me and Percy?

They better start praying.

The next day, I noticed the same Aphrodite girls lurking around, watching us like hawks, probably waiting to see if I’d go back to keeping my distance.

Spoiler alert: I didn’t.

But Percy? He had an even better idea.

As they walked past, he spoke just loud enough for them to hear:

—"You know,babe, I think we should spend more time together. Maybe start sleeping in the same cabin."

I barely held back a laugh.

—"Isn’t that against the rules?" I asked, playing along.

Percy shrugged.

—"Since when do we care about rules?"

From the corner of my eye, I saw the girls freeze. One of them actually gasped.

I lived for this.

But Percy wasn’t done.

He turned to them, voice dripping with petty revenge.

—"Oh, by the way," he said, smirking. "You know what’s funny? People who never had a chance with me acting like they get a say in my relationship."

They paled. One of them choked on her own spit. Then they scurried off, whispering frantically.

I turned to him, thoroughly impressed.

—"That was evil, Jackson."

He grinned.

—"They messed with my girl. Now they know what happens when someone tries to get between us."

I smirked, yanking him closer by the collar.

—"You know what?" I murmured. "I am clingy."

He grinned before kissing me.

—"Good. Never change."

I'm such a yapper lol. I actually had this one half written already LOLL

[catcze]

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

[ ###… ] modern AU, rockstar Wriothesley, gn reader, est. relationship, a lil bit of hurt/comfort, fluff, long-distance pining, lovesick & homesick wrio, kinda cheesy which is kind of on brand for me lol

By the time Wriothesley manages to get back to his hotel room and check his phone, he's pretty sure you're asleep. He hopes you are, knowing how late it must be on your end.

It's no surprise that there are several messages waiting for him— each day you've been apart, you give him something sweet to read in the evenings after a busy day of promos or after a hectic show. Something to make the distance between you seem a little less vast, to let him know that you're still thinking about him.

Even on days where he's dead tired, he'll always read them. Always let you know that he thinks of you, too.

What does surprise him is the newest text, sent at just over twenty minutes ago. Wriothesley frowns as he wonders why you're still up, and his heart only drops more when he scrolls through the messages and reads the latest thing you sent.

I miss you. I really, really miss you.

Before he can even hope that he's not bothering you, his finger near slams on the call button. You answer on the second ring, voice lacking the raspiness of a roused sleep. It makes him sigh with relief.

"Wrio?" you ask, surprised. "Are you okay? What's up?"

"I should be asking you that." Wriothesley sits heavily on the plush bed, flopping back against the pillows with all the grace of a man who just gave a two-hour performance.

As luxurious as the king-sized bed is, with its soft sheets and myriad of immaculately fluffed pillows, he can't help but yearn for the warm familiarity of your own bed and your well-loved blankets.

"Why're you still up, honey? Don't you have breakfast with your friends tomorrow?"

"...can't sleep," you murmur after a beat, voice so quiet. He hears sheets rustling, then silence again. You hesitate. "I... it might sound selfish but I miss you being here with me. It sucks that the bed feels so empty without you."

And oh, if he could, Wriothesley would crawl through the phone right this very second and wrap you in his arms— would crush you to his chest and hold you tight as he listens to your breath taper off into sleep. Would keep you against him, wrapped up in his love and adoration, until you practically have to beat him off of you with a stick.

But he can't and it's killing him.

"It's not selfish. I miss you too," he says, voice longing. "I want to go home to you so bad, sweetheart, you have no idea. Wish I could've packed you up in my bag and smuggled you here with me." He has to fight sleepy giggles at the thought.

"Speaking of— you better be prepared for a crapload of gifts when I get back. I've got a whole suitcase of stuff I thought you'd like."

You gasp, and even sounding a little crackly from the speakers, his heart does a flip. "A whole suitcase?! I wouldn't even know where to put all that!"

"We'll find space. 'm pretty sure there's some stuff we can jigsaw around." Wriothesley tries to keep the tiredness from his voice, tries to fight back the yawn. It's been so long since you've called, what with timezones and schedules getting in the way, and he wants to talk to you longer— ask how your day's been, what your plans are for the rest of the week, if there were any places you want to visit when he gets home. This call is much too short for all the things he wants to say, for all the hours he wants to spend listening to you talk.

But try as he might, you can tell he's close to knocking out without even having to lay an eye on him.

"You should sleep," you tell him, voice soothing him like a balm. "You're probably tired after your show. I saw a few videos, you know— you were so cool. I'm proud of you, Wrio."

He hums, basking in your praise. His eyelids are already growing heavy, the soft siren's song of sleep growing harder to resist. If he closes his eyes, maybe he can imagine that you're just down the hall, busy with something. You'll come in any second now, crawl into bed and slip into his arms, and everything would be right with the world.

"Thank you for... for calling. For checking up on me just because of a text." You giggle at that last bit, and (as it always seems to do) his heart flips. "I love you lots."

"Mm, no need to thank me. Just gimme lots of kisses when I get home." His tongue is growing heavier, sleep more inviting. But he manages to get one last thing out— "I love you lots, too."

Right before Wriothesley lets himself drop, you press a loud, exaggerated kiss to the receiver of your phone. He smiles.

That's how you both fall asleep: with both phones still on the line, even breaths and quiet snores comforting the other into a restful slumber.

[goobertsnoobert]

Uhhh uhh under the cut is her lore (very inaccurate to Invincible lore probably but she's an OC so it doesn't matter)

Tbh I'm nervous a bit but this IS just for fun so I shouldn't be worrying😭

Her fake human name is Celia, she's from Mars, and she's super silly.

One day she steals a ship and flees her home, almost gets killed but manages to survive. She goes to Earth and when she arrives it's around the time when Invincible was fighting Conquest. She actually crashed the ship but shhhh. She tried to hide from people around her because she didn't have a human form for herself yet, almost died (again) from the falling rubble and stuff lol.

Uhh uhh she saw a small glimpse of Conquest while she was hiding and his design stayed stuck in her head. After Conquest was defeated and stuff she just kinda hid in the shadows and listened into people's conversations. She eventually found out his name and what he did which made her think "that kinda sucks he's a bad guy... hey wait a second... lowkey what if I was like him but not evil" so she made herself a superhero costume inspired by the Viltrumite uniform and named herself "Council" (very clever, Celia).

When she first started fighting crime she only budged with the smaller villains that never really made it into the news. Slowly she started fighting more of the "mainstream" (if that's the right word) villains and crossed paths with the Guardians of the Globe. She was mistaken as an actual Viltrumite and was almost killed.

When they got to learn more about her, first off they immediately figured out she was a Martian, but she also didn't become an official member of the GotG like Shapesmith, she just became a backup like the other heroes that didn't make the cut. She now lives with these backup superheroes and it's cool.

Has she ever talked with Shapesmith? Yeah, I'd like to imagine they're friends. Maybe more than friends... (yumeshipping at its peak yes)

Does she die? Yeah. At some point another viltrumite (which is an OC of mine) comes to Earth and all the superheroes are sent out to try and help defeat them, Council being one of them. However, she gets killed by them and they mock her death (I wonder what this is a reference to...)

But yeah this is all of the lore I have for Council/Celia! I hope u guys like her :3

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer park Steve AU part 58

part 1 | part 57 | ao3

@steddie-island said i wasn't allowed to cut this lol. cw: angst, canon typical horror, mentions of minor character death

“Lucas called me a ghost today.”

Steve almost laughs, bitter and sharp. Sure. Why not? What’s one more ghost in his passenger seat?

He doesn't really want to talk to her right now, if he's honest. It's been fifteen minutes and she still hasn't apologized for trying to rob him, or explained where they're going, or what spooked her, or why this car ride was so urgent that he had to risk his job for it — a job he actually needs, considering his, well, everything. She's hardly said anything beyond the occasional "turn here" or "next left" while sulking with her forehead pressed against the window.

But he can tell she has something she needs to get off her chest, so he swallows his annoyance and offers, "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she says back. Doesn't elaborate.

He gives her another minute to gather her words, watches her open and close her mouth a few times in his periphery, but nothing comes out. She scoffs at herself and abruptly changes the subject. “Eddie was being extra… well, extra today.”

“Was he?” Steve asks, his bones itching under his skin. He doesn't want to talk about Eddie. Doesn't want to think his name.

“Yeah, he, uh- he was kinda manic? He was, like, running all over the cafeteria and starting shit with Jason Carver...” And he's only half-listening, anger simmering as she goes on and on, because she promised that Dustin didn't put her up to this. Said that this wasn't some bullshit excuse to get him to talk about Eddie or hang out with Eddie or think about Eddie or kiss and make up with fucking Eddie, and now she's just talking about him, and it-

And it hurts; god, it still just hurts—

"....Then he started rambling about how he can’t wait to get the hell out of here when he graduates.”

Searing-stabbing-burning-sharp. Steve clutches at the flare of pain in his chest, the crushed soda-can feeling where his heart's supposed to be. His head pounds. He follows her next direction onto a winding, tree-lined road, the canopy suffocating overhead, and his skin feels too dry — too tight, too small, shrink-wrapping him inside of it, because he knows where they are now. Knows the tilt of the rusted lamp shade, the shape of the weather brick paths. He's tasted the metal tang of this stop sign in his nightmares.

Fuck. Fuck.

"Cool," he grits out as he drives through the cemetery gates. Past stone and wrought iron, past the empty central fountain. He hasn't been here since July. “Good for him.”

“Steve-"

“Why are you telling me this?" he snaps. He throws the car in park under an old oak and turns to glare at her, barking a frustrated, "Huh?"

Immediately, he feels bad for raising his voice. Feels even worse for the way she flinches away. The naked fear on her face, her hand reaching for the door. He takes a long, deep breath and lets it out slowly through his nose. “Sorry. Sorry. Just-" There's a leak inside him somewhere; some infected, gaping hole, and his stupid heart keeps pumping all his blood into the wound. "Why are you-?”

“Look,” she says sharply, "I know it sucks. To talk about him." She's staring at the rows of headstones up ahead, her face gone steely with determination, her shoulders squared, her big eyes wide and a little wet when she turns to meet his gaze. “But whatever you were— whatever happened, it just… it really messed him up.”

Good. "You sound like Dustin."

"Maybe Dustin had a point."

"Since when?"

She throws her hands up, nostrils flaring. "I'm trying to tell you that I think he still cares!"

“Yeah? He’s got a seriously fucked up way of showing it if so!”

“Yeah, well some of us don’t know how to show it!”

And oh.

Oh.

Silence blankets them like dust. Eyes locked; harsh breaths. This has nothing to do with him and Eddie, does it?

Lucas called me a ghost.

Steve sighs and slumps forward, his forearms on the wheel, his chin resting on his wrist. The late afternoon sun is warm through the glass, and his head gives another nasty throb as he looks out over the hill, at the polished stones glinting in the golden hour rays.

His dad is buried here.

A lot of people are.

“Hey,” he murmurs, rolling his neck to look at her. The skin under her eyes is red. "Sorry for yelling."

She sniffs quietly. "Me, too."

He reaches over and gives her hand a quick squeeze, keeping his voice low and gentle. "You know you can just talk to me, right? Max, talk to me. Please.”

Her bottom lip quivers. “It’s nothing, okay?” She sinks down in her seat, crossing her arms to shield herself. “Shit’s just been… it’s just been weird all week. Like- like bad weird, and I don't know if I'm just going crazy, or— I mean, maybe Ms. Kelley's right, maybe's it's just— but it feels like…”

"Like what?"

She holds a hand out flat in front of her; flips her wrist over slowly so her palm faces the sky.

Steve's blood runs cold. He thinks of his own nightmares: the weird visions, the headaches, the persistent haunted feeling.

"I don't know anything for sure," she insists, rushing to reassure him before he can fully start to panic. "Seriously, don't freak out; I haven't, like, seen any gates or anything, it's just— bad dreams. Nose bleeds. I don't know." She hoists her backpack onto her shoulder. "I thought coming here might help."

He catches her by the arm, raking his eyes over her face, looking for any signs of danger. "Is there anything I can do?"

She shakes her head no and tugs free of his grip, and then she's slipping out of the car, letting the door fall shut behind her, and Steve watches her crest the hill while sirens wail inside his head.

—

part 59

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[abbyzmami]

pink toy.

• dom abby anderson x sub fem! reader

cw; explicit +18 content, exhibitionism, praise kink, praising, degradation, overstimulation, squiring, dom abby, use of toys (vibrator, dildo), masturbation (receiving), slapping, orgasm denial, finger sucking, fingering, dirty talking, hair pulling, kinda public sex, public masturbation… MINORS DNI

- notes: guys, this is my first time writing for tumblr, i have a lot of ideas and i hope you like them. sorry for any mistakes, i wrote this at 2am without proofreading much LOL 😭

laughter filled the atmosphere, the sound of glasses clinking and people chatting. it was one of those classic dinner nights with your group of friends at your favorite restaurant, everything was perfect. except for one small factor: you couldn't relax the whole night with a vibrator plugged into your fucking cunt, which abby controlled on the cell phone next to you.

as the desserts arrived on the table, everyone fumbled around trying to remember who ordered what, but everything was more than rattling around in your head, and all you could process all night were voices far away.

"are you even listening to me? hey!" dina says, completely frustrated as she tries to talk to you and gets no response. you keep your hand over your mouth, looking out at the street, trying your best to keep any sound or moan from escaping your lips.

"hey dina. i'm sorry, i'm a little distracted." you say, a little breathless but almost imperceptible to your friends who were already super drunk.

"you ordered the cherry ice cream, yea?" dina says, laughing and changing the words. you could feel the alcohol exhaling from her breath, while she was being pulled from side to side by ellie in her chair.

"yes, she did, thank you so much dina." abby says, picking up the dessert and placing it in front of you, one arm on the back of your chair. she moves closer to your face, speaking quietly enough for only you to hear. "if you keep panting like that, i swear, i'll put this on full speed and turn off my phone." she says, then kisses your cheek and smiles at you as if nothing is happening, picking up the glass of wine in front of her on the table and taking a sip.

you squirm once again under the table, crossing your legs in the hope of getting some friction for your relief, but abby immediately notices and grabs your thigh tightly, pulling them apart, leaving you completely open in the corner of the table which, luckily, was in a darker part of the restaurant. abby reaches up under your tight skirt, staring at you in disbelief as she realizes how wet and hot you were after all this time. the blonde decides to start an even bigger teasing game, massaging your needy cunt over the thin panties you were wearing.

she moves closer again, stroking your hair with the other hand that was resting on the chair, whispering in your ear. "if you make any noise, i'll stop."

you swallowed dry, desperate to feel abby's hands on you for the first time that night. god, how could she be so mean? you were practically begging for it with your eyes all night, while she slid her finger up and down on her cell phone, just giving you the most innocent, unintentional look of all.

abby uses one of her middle fingers to push your panties aside, massaging your throbbing clit painfully slowly in response, sliding in circles, in a light and extremely provocative touch, feeling all the heat exuding from your body at that moment. you squirm even more in your chair, feeling abby's hand squeeze your shoulder, silently scolding you. she stroked your hair so gently that anyone looking would never suspect that you were being completely fucked under that table.

"abby..." you said, sighing heavily, whimpering. "i can't take this anymore, please..." your legs were shaking more and more, accompanied by shivers that ran down your spine every time abby unlocked that damn cell phone to control the vibrations that were only expanding inside you.

"guys, we're going to the bathroom for a minute, we'll be right back." abby says, getting up and encouraging you to do the same, as she picks up your bag for you, holding out one of her arms for support. you look around and no one seems to notice that anything's wrong, everyone's too far away, laughing loudly and drinking their ass off.

as soon as you enter the bathroom, abby locks the door and immediately pulls you tightly by the waist, planting a violent kiss on your lips, as if she's been hungry for you all night. the taller woman sighs, helping you take off the short skirt that covers your hips. "god, you're such a slut, couldn't wait for us to get home to get fucked."

abby pulls you hard over the sink, standing behind you and inducing you to bend over for her, facing the mirror. she finally pulls the toy out of you, making your walls contract completely. "i'm fucking you in front of the mirror so you can see clearly what a whore you are" she says, bringing her own hand to her mouth. "open up and suck it good," she says, inserting her two middle fingers into your lips.

you completely moisten abby's fingers as soon as you open your mouth, which has been salivating for her for a long time, sucking carefully and eagerly, moaning muffledly as you do so. "you're a pathetic slut, all turned on just by sucking my fingers." she says, kissing your neck, moving down the area with licks and bites, making sure to give you goosebumps.

she removes her fingers from your mouth, patting your face twice before finally penetrating you. "that's my pretty girl, huh?" you moan in response to the pet name, leaning further over the sink, opening your pussy wide for her. "god, you're soaking wet." she says, slipping her two fingers into your hole, curling them inside you, with back and forth movements that make you moan louder, failing to control yourself.

she slid perfectly inside you, which was completely lubricated with your own juices and saliva. abby pulled you by the hair, wrapping it around her own hand, having complete control over you at that moment. in the reflection of the mirror you could see her smiling sadistically as she watched you in this situation, thrusting even harder inside you, hitting your sensitive inner spot several times. "will you be a good girl and cum for me? hm?" she said, making you melt even more, moaning and calling out her name, which was filled with even more lust, as if she possessed you at that moment.

you could feel your body weakening more and more as you felt all of your wetness dripping down your thighs, with her in and out of you with so much hunger, as she sucked on your neck like a fucking vampire, sucking your soul out of your body. using you as if you were nothing but a toy, with a completely devilish face, looking at you through the mirror with that stupid smile.

"abby, im gonna c-" you barely manage to finish your sentence when she speeds up her movements with precision, making you arch and tremble even more, moaning loudly as she laughs, watching you melt completely in her hands. "you're so fucking easy to please, such a needy whore."

a huge wave of pleasure-filled shocks unloaded over your body, after being overstimulated for so long, you felt your orgasm so strong that tears began to run down your face as you moaned her name, pulsing against the fingers still curling inside you. "atta girl." she says, chuckling.

"i think i might even need to order some dessert too, after fucking you all over like that." she says, teasingly as she watches you trying to come back to yourself, or at least recover enough to be able to get back to that table.

"i hate you" you say, annoyed by the cocky blonde's provocations.

"you know you love me."

[heavenlymorals]

Do you have any tips for how to write Arthur Morgan’s personality in general? I’m trying to write a fic but I feel like no matter what I do it somehow just makes him feel out of character haha. It’s probably since I’m writing one with a reader/oc character x Arthur. Like I don’t want to remove Mary from the story because she shaped so much of his character’s pain (since in my opinion I assume that Arthur probably got Eliza with child from a one night stand trying to bounce back after Mary had told him that she was engaged to some other man). But I also don’t know how to really write Arthur as he’s completely over Mary and how he is instead with someone he considers the love of his life, cheesy I know but I had too haha. I’m also trying to somewhat do a slow burn and trying to instead have Arthur seemingly brood over his love for the reader rather than how he did with Mary in the game.

I don’t know if this makes sense and feel free to ignore it LOL

Ahah here goes nothing- my consensus on a general understanding of Arthur Morgan-

I think the biggest thing that people should focus on when writing Arthur is his personality differences between men and women. There is a pretty clear divide between how behaves with men compared to how he behaves with women. It can change slightly between how close he is with the people, but it's pretty much the same.

With women, Arthur is very respectful and chivalrous. He even gets mad at other men if they don't behave accordingly. He is more interested in them as well in the sense that he'll listen to their dreams and hobbies and either add to the conversation or encourage them in some way that seems more meaningful, even if it can be at times superficial, just a way to be polite. However, he is no push over. You know that meme that's like "Me and my girl don't argue, she tells me to shut the fuck up and I do"? Yeah, that is NOT Arthur. He can raise his voice, call them out, etc etc. when he feels disrespected in some way or if the person is doing something stupid. We see this with Mary, Sadie, and Abigail. He is also more likely to talk about his emotions with women, but not really BE emotional. Idk if that makes sense, but I don't know how else to say it.

However, Arthur is more inclined to be disrespectful to women who don't fit into his view of life and the status quo of the time (ie. Prostitutes, masculine women, etc.)

Honestly, just think of that when writing him with your oc (I'm going to assume they're a woman 😭). Is Mary a big part of Arthur's character? Yes and no. He can obviously make time for her, but she isn't controlling his every action and thought process. His main focus is the collective of the gang and once the gang is safe, that's when he'll actively start looking for love because that's when he'll have the time and energy for it.

Now with men, Arthur is much more rough. He is very much a suck it up kinda guy with other dudes. There is clearly a hierarchy in the game and he enforces it, especially with the men underneath him. He forces them to work, doesn't take their excuses really, will call them out, will be mean, and will even make threats (ie. Sean). He likes men who are hard workers and are always on the go (Lenny) and is more likely to be jovial, open, and willing to talk. He also will take NO shit from other men and that will either leave the other man read to filth or a black eye. Arthur also does not disclose feelings of fear or inadequacy to other men, but he will show more active emotions like joy or anger.

Honestly, whenever I feel like writing Arthur, I just think of the average older American outdoorsman and it helps me out pretty well. Chivalrous and respectful with expectations and a no bullshit attitude.

Hope this helps and happy writing 🫶🏼

[celeste444spacey]

ﾒ૦ GIRLS AIN'T NOTHIN' TO MESS WITH

a vaunt/rant/affirmation rampage (part 18+)

I am literally the embodiment of an Abel song. People say that I remind them of The Weeknd all the time. I literally sound like my favorite The Weeknd song.

I have the kinda charm that an XO girl has. I have the lethal face card you would assume a Trilogy song has. I have rizz that exceeds the rizz of the most fuckboy of fuckboys there is. I have the kind of lethal charm that makes even the most composed man falter.

My aura SCREAMS XO. My voice screams XO. MY face screams XO. Embodiment of Ecstasy and Oxycontin.

You don't meet girls like me twice. You don’t even meet girls like me once.

The kinda girl to have songs written about by fucking rappers. You know what I mean? Rappers love namedropping me n shi. The kinda voice that ends up in a sample. The kinda body that gets talked about in a verse. The kinda name that gets used as a song title.

I am so fucking hypnotizing. My voice is hypnotizing. My existence is hypnotizing. People are in a trance when they're in my presence. I'm literally the embodiment of people's fantasies.

Everything about me screams divine. Everything about me screams larger than life. I'm like a walking psychedelic.

My energy literally screams Trilogy. I'm haunting, beautiful, lingering and perpetuate obsession.

I'm divine. I'm the embodiment of an angel. My eyes could make a person confess every sin they've ever committed.

I could have the most composed man acting irrational. The most heartless man catching feelings. The most disciplined man breaking his own rules.

There are women who are desired, and then there are women who are worshipped. I am the latter. No one ever forgets me. Even when they want to. Especially when they want to.

I look like I break hearts. I sound like late-night voicemails men regret leaving. I look like I should be somebody’s biggest mistake, but I’m really their favorite memory.

I make people delusional. One conversation and they’re planning our future. No one leaves my presence unaffected. Some get obsessed. Some get ruined. Some never fully recover.

I walk into a room, and the air shifts. I don’t even have to try. People just feel me.

I am the type of girl songs are written about. Not the cutesy love songs—the ones that sound like obsession, lust, and regret all mixed into one.

BIG ASS MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WARNING!!!!!

CONTENT BELOW THE CUT IS STRICTLY 18+

UNDERAGE MANIFESTOR GIRLIES I GOT Y'ALL ANOTHER DAY I PROMISE THIS AIN'T FOR Y'ALL RN

(divider creds: @adornedwithlight)

Now listen, girls...i sincerely hope y'all aren't underage. Because this is about to get NASTY alright 😭 (i tried my best to do this with a straight face) also insert your SP wherever you wish lol the affs are very generalized feel free to cater it for yourself 💋

(divider creds: @prttyribbons)

My body is a spiritual experience. It feels like a sin, tastes like a dream, and moves like a song that was made for sex. My pussy is the reason men start acting different. You think they’re nonchalant? Not when they’ve had me.

The way I ride dick? Life-changing. Some men never recover. Some men compare every girl after me to me, and none of them ever come close. This that Trilogy level pussy game. Straight outta thursday.

[SP] cannot stop thinking of fucking me. I'm the definition of fuckable. I'm the definition of divine delicacy.

I make him beg. I make him whimper. I make [SP] lose all dignity between my legs.

My body is the type that makes men change their whole life trajectory. Suddenly, their priorities shift. Suddenly, they have a new purpose: me.

My mouth doesn’t just suck dick—it devours it. Messy, sloppy, nasty. I’ve had men twitching after I sucked them off. Twitching. The way I take dick should be studied. The way I look up while doing it? Life-changing.

Men stutter when I pull my panties off. They gasp when they slide inside me. I make men slutty. I make them desperate. I make them fucking insane.

[SP] could fuck me all night and still wake up hard just thinking about it. I’ve had [SP] crying in pussy. Crying. Saying shit like, “I can’t believe this is real.”

[SP] leaves my bed thinking, I will never find another girl like her. And they’re right. He has ever fucked me without thinking about it the next day. The next week. The next month.

My pussy is a reset button. You could be the most experienced man alive, but once you’re in me, you’re a virgin again.

My pussy is once-in-a-lifetime. No one gets this and comes out unchanged. [SP] saw his past lives while he was inside me. He felt his soul leave his body. He is a better man now. He thanks me for it

My pussy feels like the first time someone tries shrooms. Like their third eye just opened. Like they’re seeing colors they didn’t even know existed.

When I spread my legs, [SP] finds God. I make men lose time in me. What felt like 10 minutes? Turns out it was hours. He didn’t just cum. He ascended. My pussy is a portal. A man goes in one way and comes out different. They enter me as themselves. They leave me reborn.

I make men obsessed. Not in a lustful way. In a lost-in-the-abyss, staring-at-the-moon, can’t-focus-on-anything-else kind of way.

[SP] swore he could handle it. Deadly wrong.

The withdrawal symptoms? Brutal. He can’t eat, can’t sleep, can’t focus. He’s just fucked up over me. He would sell his soul just to feel this one more time. My pussy is narcotic-grade. It’s the kind of high that makes men do insane shit.

This is not just sex—this is an overdose waiting to happen.

My pussy is his addiction, his obsession, his doom. Worst part? He doesn't want to quit. Couldn't quit if he tried.

AND WHILE WE'RE AT THAT........

I am untouchable to those with bad intentions. No evil eye, no weird energy, no bad vibe can penetrate my aura. I am divinely protected at all times.

My presence is a locked and exclusive. If you ain't for me, you won’t even find me. If your energy is off, you’ll fumble me before you even get close.

I move through the world shielded and safe. No harm, no danger, no bad energy can reach me. Only the right people, the right opportunities, and the right experiences make it into my space.

Every step I take is guided, guarded, and blessed. I walk with divine forces that block negativity before it even thinks of touching me.

I radiate an energy so powerful that only those with pure intentions can approach me. The low vibrational, the envious, the draining, the creeps weirdos, ugly fucks???? They don’t even have the courage to step near me.

[chaoticprussia]

I just lucked into seeing your DID / system America AU and it fucks so hard. That guy should be allowed to have 50+ alters. It's fun :].

(I'm actually incredibly happy that he has 50+ alters. Most times I see people make system AUs, they only make a small handful of guys. Which is fine! But just. Big system loves the guy that has many headmates /lh.)

REAL also making the states his alters just made sense. hed start out with 13 and then just get more has he expanded westward and did more fucked up shit. it just makes sense! and he probably got the first 13 while under britsh rule cuz britan fucking sucked at being his dad goddamn. what a shitty king.

hes probably one of those systems that have a hard time knowing who the host is or who the "real him" is. hes got a lot of identity issues lol.

texas is probably the alter that acts the most like america and is closest to the "real him" but thats because texas hates being a system and refuses to acknowledge he is one so he just assumes that he IS america. which stems from the fact that texas wants to be his own country. so just "pretending" to be america is easier for him. that guy has massive identity issues i will not lie.

all the states kinda just try their best to "pretend" to be america. thats why ame usually looks like hes the same guy from the outside but like with a really bad mood disorder or something. which he also probably has lets be honest. also with the worlds shittiest memory but hes somehow managed to convince all the other countries that having shitty memory is just like totally normal for him and they just think hes being a forgetful jackass when he forgets their names for the hundredth time. its just part of his asshole charm.

but in actuality how do you expect like fucking alabama to remember all the fucking countries of europe AND asia? hes not built for this man. he literally just got here 30 seconds ago and has no idea where he is or what ame was talking about. time to completely throw off this UN meeting by talking about canada for 20 minutes because thats the only guy he knows and cares about.

also because theres so many of them some of the states just straight up dont like each other and will make it everyone elses problem if they get pissed off about it. americas in a bad mood and not listening to anything were saying? its cuz new york and new jersey are fighting again and its ruining the vibes.

i can do some much shit with this au. hehehe.

[chirpycreations]

Everyone at this company SUCKS.

So, a little fact you might not know about me and how I do my writing is, I do A LOT of research. I do this, because I like to try to keep my characters close to canon, and intergreat what information we do have on said characters. That's how I write Lost Children (although some characters have so little, they kinda are OCs :P). I find this research helps make the characters feel a bit more 3D, believable even. I like my fics being the kind that you can read and go, "Oh, this so could have happened in another universe, where X happened instead of Y."

So today, I'm done with my assessments, and started my research for my Poppy Playtime AU: Locked In. Try to give it a bit more substance, 'cause I felt I had to be missing some info.

And after researching into the Scientists & Heads from Playtime Co., I have come to the ground-breaking conclusion, they are all... huge pieces of shit.

And none of them (well, maaaaybe Stella), have ANY redeeming qualities. Not even endearing ones I can tolerate.

They suck as people. Playtime Co. is like, just... this huge convention where the worst people in society gather. They all suck! And I'm writing a fic for all these black (cause I feel morally grey is being too nice), black as coal moral people. And somehow. Somehow. I have to at least get them into morally grey territory because otherwise my story is going to completely fall apart, cause current? Only Stella would try help 1354 and with how she's portrayed? I think a couple harsh words for Leith, and she'd back off and leave Harley to rot.

*Sighs*

Like, this started with me looking into Dr. White, 'cause we have so little on him, and that line where Harley shouts "WHITE? Is that you!" sounded like he was hurt, betrayal even. So here I am, originally thinking, 'oh, okay' maybe these two had an endearing friendship, like in that one fic I read'. Then I find this Chapter 4 ARG I'd never heard of, and learned, no. I think they actually BOTH hated the other. White's password is a jab at Harley, and Harley isn't exactly flatting about how he talks about White (not that he is with anyone).

Also, Eddie's BRITISH? AND CALM???? Who hid that tape from me??? I thought he was the one with the temper, while Leith was calm. Like... *shakes head* I'm so happy I haven't drawn what I want his character to look like yet, because by gum, dose how he sound and talk NOT match what I had in my head. (Maybe I've been reading too many fanfics, lol).

Also. There was this suppppper interesting line I'm gonna leave you with. It's really got my mind working.

In chapter 4's black tape, Leith says this: "He doesn't listen to any of us. Not really. Not anymore."

They way he says, 'Not anymore'. Now, call me crazy, I am accent & tone blind sometimes (so correct me if I'm wrong), but that. That sounds like that hurt to admit.

Can't help but make ya wonder what Leith & Harley's relationship used to be like, back when he DID listen to him. Interesting it even implies, there was a time when he did listen.

Anyway, back to writing :P

[erabu-san]

HI ERABU!! FREMILLEI ANON HERE!! (Not here to talk about fremillei ironically lol)

Sorry about your trouble with Cyno and Tighnari :( I totally get the frustration of just seeing something as a cute friendship and having 90% of the fandom see them as romantic.

We live in a society (the genshin fandom). Us platonic Cyno and Tighnari enjoyers have to stick together✊

With that being said, I've been kinda on a Collei and Tighnari brainrot the past few weeks sooo, hope you don't mind if I ramble about them👀

Can I just say, how much I adore their dynamic. Whether it's father/daughter or big brother/little sister, they're so sweet and care about each other so much🥹 On Collei's side, besides Amber, Tighnari was one of the first people she's ever opened up to, or has felt comfortable around. He's so kind and patient with her and she's really grateful for it!! (Her relationship with Cyno is similar but I do think it was a little awkward at first since Cyno reminded her of her past...)

And on Tighnari's side, well, at first he saw her as a student. But he immediately felt this...urge to help her. Like she had been through so much, and he felt like he had to try and help her in some way. (You brother comes in at the middle of the night asking you to take care of this random traumatized child wyd). He enjoyed getting to know her, and teaching her. And he felt such a strong sense of pride when she gets a good grade in a test, or is able to write something coherently. Overtime, he got to see more of her, more of her personality and quirks, and he developed so much affection for her, treating her like he would a little sister💞

I do think that maybe Collei has trouble talking to him about things. Maybe since she's scared of being judged (she knows he wouldn't, but the feeling is still there). So she ended venting to trees. I like to imagine one day, Tighnari was looking for her when he overheard her talking to a tree. At first he was like "why is she doing that??" But decided to leave since he didn't wanna eavesdrop. But then, he caught her talking about HIM.

"Master Tighnari is so patient and kind with me... I know he would never judge me, or make me feel bad. But...I still find it hard to talk to him. He's usually busy...I don't wanna bother him."

And that just broke his heart :( He wanted Collei to feel comfortable talking to him, he WANTED her to come to him whenever she had a problem. He left, but after that, he would subtly encourage her to talk to him if she needed to, reminding her that she wasn't a bother or anything like that, and that he cared about her. And it made her happy to hear!! And she slowly started coming to him more often!!

Also SLIGHT fremillei (I'm sorry I can't escape the chokehold they have on me) I picture this scene, where after Collei finds out about Freminet being apart of the Fatui, Collei immediately runs home, so many emotions going through her head. Hurt, fear, guilt- she's so overwhelmed. She arrives back and while she's passing by Tighnari's house (house? Cottage?? What do you call those?😭) he calls out to her, noticing something's wrong. She stops, and looks at Tighnari, breathing heavy from running. She doesn't know where to begin, what she should tell him, IF she should tell him. But, she looks at him, looks at the concern on his face, and runs towards him and hugs him tightly, sobbing into his chest. Tighnari is confused, but he doesn't question it, and immediately wraps his arms around her.

"It's okay...I'm here."

I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LONG ASK BUT THEY'VE BEEN ON MY BRAIN. I feel like not a lot of people talk about them alone, which kinda sucks since their relationship is so sweet :(

Again, sorry to bombarde you with the long ask😭 You art is beautiful, and I love hearing your genshin Sumeru headcanons. Thank you for listening to my rambles. Have a lovely day and take care of yourself!! <3

WAAAAH I AM SORRY FOR LATE ANSWER BUT WHEN I READ THIS I WAS ON THE FLOOR I LOVE IT, IT IS SO ADORABLE

Anon you have such a big brain and I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT 🫵

Oh the part when Collei hugs Tighnari and he is just saying that he is here

[a-queer-seminarian]

kinda fascinating to be in a situation where I've had to call / online chat with insurance representatives during the whole UH CEO fallout. I have BCBS and maaaybe they're always this helpful but idk, they just seem so responsive and taking extra steps to help me out and it turns out the issue I'm having isn't even on their side, it's the dentist's! also their online chat is a real person??? I don't have to work around the AI before it finally transfers me??? Incredible

anyway turning this post into a psa to 1) ALWAYS check that your medical bills match what your insurance's Explanation of Benefits (EOB) reads (you do this by checking what amount your insurance says "patient owes" in the EOB and if your bill doesn't match that, your provider is overcharging you) and 2) DO NOT Get Your Dental Care At Great Expressions Holy Shit I'm Pissed

My wife and I went to the dentist in fall 2022 for the first time since the pandemic started, and the bills we both received were so high i've never gone again since then, because i don't wanna spend 500 bucks on a basic cleaning + X-rays. But my wife has continued to go twice a year cuz her teeth suck so the frequent check-up matters more for her.

And lordy, we've been naive lol. We've heard dental is expensive so we've just been resigned to the high costs; we also both have terrible executive functioning around all things financial and are woefully under-educated about how bills and insurance work — but the latest bill we got was just too damn much and I finally mustered up the spoons to figure shit out.

Aaaand it turns out that, while the dentist charged nearly one thousand dollars for her three fillings, the EOB shows we only owe $128. Buck. Wild.

So I've gone through every charge we've gotten over the years and they are all hundreds of dollars higher than the EOB. Great Expressions has been taking advantage of our ignorance and naivety to rob us for two fricking years.

If I understand what one insurance rep told me, since Great Expressions has a contract with BCBS they're supposed to charge us an in-network rate, which is far cheaper than out-of-network rates. Basically they send their proposed bill to our insurance, who send back a fraction of the money proposed as decided in the contract between them; insurance also tells the dentist the cost the dentist can then charge us.

But Great Expressions is pocketing the insurance money and then charging us the remainder of their original proposed cost instead of the contracted rate. So they're clearly aware that we are in-network, but still charging us like we're out-of-network. WTF

Anyway thank you BCBS reps who helped me figure all this out, incredible to actually have some non-AI customer service in this age lol. And everyone else please wish me luck as I make a chart of each dental bill we've gotten since 2022 versus what the EOB states — and then take it to the dental clinic in person because they are Not Helpful over the phone lemme tell you

The plan is to try to talk it out with them myself, and if I can't get them to listen to me I'm going to call an BCBS insurance rep while in the clinic with them so they can talk it over lmao. And if that doesn't get me the past years' charges back...idk if i can consult a lawyer or whatever but I'm gonna get this damn money back.

also we're going to get a new damn dentist. obviously

[spanishskulduggery]

I'm at such a weird place in my Spanish-learning journey.

I've been actively learning for 4 years now. I don't use it very often though so I still kinda suck lmao. I'm good at speaking as long as the listener is patient; reading and writing are solid; but I still suck at my listening skills (why are some accents so difficult to understand!!!!!!!!!)

So anyway.

I have a bunch of coworkers who grew up speaking Spanish natively. I don't use Spanish with them because I still suck at it (affectionate to myself), but oftentimes they/we all will be taking about Spanish grammar and such. And I'll chime in like "yes when it's conjugated like this, it means that, so you yada yada and yada" and "well it depends on where you're from, but generally xyz."

So I don't exhibit any understanding of Spanish but then I'll pull out my knowledge of the language. I've discovered that, due to how I have learned the language, I typically I understand the nuances better than my native speaking coworkers.

Like I said. I'm in a weird place.

Yeah, I was in that space for a few years myself. I think that's the B1/B2 experience in a nutshell, you know enough to know what you're talking about, but not enough to feel comfortable

Unfortunately the only way to get better is to talk more. For me, listening is still the hardest part because of that - I'll try to hear and translate every single word and then trip myself up by focusing too much on one word or phrase I don't know, then miss everything else

I think it also depends on your comfort level with the other person

And how frustrated you get with yourself, because the more self-conscious you feel, the more you end up doubting yourself

It's rough. Unfortunately the intermediate phase lasts a long time lol

[purpurussy]

i agree with literally all ur thoughts on the i hate my wife bit!!! like for me it just boils down to the jokes not being funny, especially in the context of the show!! like dan "hating" is funny when phil is there because dan's visceral fondness for phil as he's saying he hates him is what makes the jokes funny. it being something to keep us at bay stops making sense when phil is not there!!! and i think it feels more jarring then it would have in the past because they have just been so insanely fond and soft recently that this sorta feels out of left field. i've seen people say other ppl are mad bc we think dan actually hates phil or that we think phil needs protecting but its just that the joke isn't funny

sorry im just seeing this now, idk why i didnt see it in my notifs on mobile! just saw it when i switched to desktop my b. hot takes under the cut

yeah i think an issue is that people are referring to different things when we talk about the "i hate phil" bit. "you stupid bitch 😍 who i hate 🥰🥰🥰" still makes me smile even to just think about it sldkjfdlkjf that was a great moment and im not talking about that kind of humor, im referring to more of the wad-style "love is just when you give someone mediocre orgasms so they make you feel wanted" type humor ldsflsdkfjlk i am so over that kind of energy it really just isn't that funny to me even if it is ironic. and i still haven't listened to the tommyinnit show lol but from what i gathered the dan part in that show was about rejecting that kind of humor and being more sincerely nice to both himself and those around him, which i love to see (i know that was ultimately the point of wad as well but we had to sit through a hell of a lot of "love isn't real" jokes to get there). i do suspect it was tommy's idea to go with that persona for dan since he was probably basing his concept for dan's part on wad hence why it was a bit wad-coded

i obviously don't think they've ever been serious when they say they hate each other, obviously it's always been a bit, but i'm hoping they'll continue on the trajectory of being sweet to each other on camera. or like being "mean" in a way that's literally just flirting dksjfdsjkhf. this is a controversial take clearly, but the way dan talked/acted in some early videos makes me slightly uncomfortable i know it's not that serious !!! but still it's kinda like why are you physically attacking that man 😭 like chill lmao i know it's because he was a hyperactive teenager trying to over-compensate for his internalized homophobia but when i see that kind of energy im just like "don't worry guys it'll get better one day" 💀

i was also thinking last night about how it's impossible for them to be sincerely affectionate towards each other on camera without sharing a part of their relationship which they maybe don't want to share. hence why we've seen them fucking and sucking on stage but we still haven't seen a proper phan hug. and i think they also genuinely do have the kind of relationship where they're always casually bullying/teasing each other lmao that's completely fine, nothing wrong with that as long as nobody is actually getting their feelings hurt, which clearly they aren't because they obviously understand each other's boundaries perfectly by this point. i just don't think using early videos of theirs is necessarily a good example of a healthy relationship dynamic. im sure they were fine, it certainly worked out in the end at the very least, but at the same time the energy in some of those early closeted vids is just a bit much for me in current era icl. like im not sitting there going "oh my god i cant believe dan is actually an abusive monster and he hates phil", it's just mildly annoying to me lksjldkfjslkf

[wisteriaiswriting]

*Sees your answer to my ask* Well in that case...

*Waddles over and stares with my autistic eyes* Can I please get a romantic crk matchup with either the legendaries, beasts, or ancients?(Whichever you think fits best, I ain't picky lol)

Warning: this is l o n g because I am a rambler but at least it's organized...?

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Basic info: she/her, Aries Star + Taurus Rising, ENTP. I'm pan so any gender is fine with me =)

Personality: I'm usually a very optimistic and cheerful person. I have little to no volume control and use my hands a lot when talking. Excited hand flapping? 100%. I'm very open and friendly. I'm a procrastinator with the attention span of a dragonfly. Not sure if it matters but I'm autistic and waiting on an ADHD diagnosis. I can read people's emotions pretty easily, and while I might not be the best at comforting people, I try my best!! Mostly I comfort people by offering distractions. As for flaws, I'm impulsive. I tend to act/speak before my brain can catch up with what I'm about to do, which causes problems often. I'm indecisive, stubborn, and a bit dishonest. Lazy, too. I've been told I brighten up people's days, though sometimes I wish I knew how to brighten up my own day. I get frustrated and annoyed easily, and I'm very sensitive. I get angry easily but when I get angry I cry and crying makes me feel embarrassed and I end up crying more because of it T^T. I tend to see myself in a more 2D way, as someone who sees childishness and innocence as my main traits, while my friends tend to describe me as someone more reliable, with a sense of humor that catches people off-guard.

Romance: My love language is physical affection. I'm a huge fan of subtle PDA. If I have a partner, I will hold their hand EVERYWHERE and give them random cheek/forehead kisses. Quality Time is also very important to me, and although sometimes this leads to me being clingy, I can tell when my partner needs space. Around my partner, I will try to flirt with them by... well I don't actually know how to flirt. I might playfully insult them if they're okay with it. I might just be myself like all the movies advise. I'll also try to learn more about their interests, and show them my own interests, which is a big deal since I usually never actually put in the effort to learn other's interests(I'm a bit lazy when it comes to that). I would also share my playlists with them(even BIGGER deal, I literally never do that because I see my playlists as pieces of my soul so they're very personal to me). I often find myself drawn to quieter people. I like when they're still as silly as I am, just... a bit more gentle. A bit less chaotic. 80% of my energy levels =P I also don't like people who struggle to show their emotions. Like, they can be amazing friends, but romantically I couldn't handle it. I'd be too constantly stressed out about trying to guess how they're feeling.

Hobbies and random likes: I love listening to music! Mainly Madilyn Mei, Yaelokre, Mother Mother or Beetlebug tbh, tho I love soft indie music and Indie Folk in general with the occasional Indie Rock. I also like to watch cartoons and play videogames!! I love singing, though sometimes I get nervous singing in front of crowds... I love the color orange, especially pastel orange. I also like sharks, and I want to be a Journalism/art commissioner when I grow up. I love perfumes that have REAL smells, like mint and lemon and vanilla. I like collecting stickers, and temporary tattoos. My body is a canvas, and I intend to cover it head-to-toe in art. I also collect plushies!! Especially scented plushies!! I L O V E scented plushies!! I enjoy swimming a whole lot, even though I kinda suck at it.

Other: I have a pet hermit crab named Rocky and he is my son. When I grow up I want to grow the family and get a leopard gecko!! Tho my dream pet is either a cockatoo or a bunny. I low-key wish I'd been born a sea creature because society kinda sucks tbh. I don't like it. I wanna live out my days swimming around being a silly lil creature that doesn't know anything about how messed up society is but instead I just gotta make the best out of being a human... at least we have sweets though!! And good music!! In totally unrelated news, I am a huge furry-- I have a habit of constantly switching interests, but some things always remain the same, like my love of romance novels, dragons, and making OC's as a form of escapism =P

I'm sorry for making you read all this ToT I hope you have a great day tho!! =) here, have a song recommendation as a thank-you/congratulations for reading all this: Wrecking Ball by Mother Mother

I match you with...

(I did include the second ask that added onto this)

Pure Vanilla!

He tries his best to guide you with any choices, ultimately letting you make the choice but helps you choose. He’s also surprisingly stubborn when he needs to be, so if he needs to be stubborn he will be. And always seems to know when you’re being dishonest, it’s like some sort of sixth sense.

It feels nice to him to hold your hand, it lets him know that you’re right next to him and he gets to hold your hand. Also loves the surprise kisses, it’s a nice little surprise when they happen.

Appreciates some quality time together, unless he needs absolute full concentration then he doesn’t mind you being clingy. Is surprisingly strong so if you want to or let him, he’ll carry you around for a little while.

He is a decently quiet cookie, so a lot of cookies don’t get to know his personality. So you find out he is quite silly, just a bit whimsical, if you will.

He doesn’t technically hide his emotions but they are quite hard to notice, they do become much easier during your relationship.

Is also a fan of perfumes, especially more subtle or softer scents. Ironically a fan of soft vanilla.

Really needs someone who aggressively cares for him like you do, it really helps him not pass out during the day or starve. Quickly he notices the differences in your routine and how you care for him a lot more than you do for yourself, so eventually he flips the roles, while you care for him he also cares for you.

Pure Vanilla Cookie 12

Golden Cheese Cookie 8

Hollyberry Cookie 6

Dark Cacao Cookie 5

White Lily Cookie 2

[gilraina]

A bit random but, has anyone ever noticed your accent when you've done a podfic?

I'm sort of tempted to try making a podfic of something short but I kinda worry my accent may be wonky and sort of noticeable 😅

In the five years I've been making podfics, I was asked about my accent... once? Maybe twice? I imagine most people who notice just don't comment on it. Or will see me post something on Tumblr about being Polish and go "wait a sec, I thought you were Australian or smth" (because that's where people with unplaceable accents are from apparently lmao)

I also made the decision at the very beginning not to advertise it. Nowhere in my works or in my ao3 profile does it say where I'm from, or that I'm not a native speaker, no "I'm sorry if I mispronounced some words", nothing. Because I was worried that if I put that front and center, some people might just skip my podfics entirely. If someone clicks "Play" and after hearing me speak decides that my accent is too distracting, or incomprehensible, or my voice is too annoying, or whatever, that's fair (as long as they don't comment on it and just leave). But it would make me sad if someone decided not to click "Play" at all just because they saw me apologise profusely for my foreign accent and thought "wow, their English must really suck!". So I just don't do it.

I totally get the anxiety though! Before I made and posted my first podfic, I was really concerned about whether there is a space in fandom for a podficcer who's not a native English speaker. I've seen people say things like "I wish I could make podfics for [fandom], but the characters are American and I'm from the UK" and wondered, well, where does that leave me? Should I just not bother? But then I listened to some actual podficcers talk about it, and it turns out that there are plenty of ESL podficcers, and the community overall is very welcoming and usually very quickly shuts down any discussion about "appropriate" accents. I really recommend listening to this episode of the Behind the Pod podcast, where multiple podficcers discuss the challenges of podficcing in English as second language, it definitely helped me overcome that barrier by showing me that I wasn't alone!

So if podficcing is something that you would like to try, do it! Just like any hobby it will be hard at first, and putting your actual voice out there can be scary, but I promise it's worth it! Your voice, your accent, are a part of you, and if someone criticises them, they're an asshole and you don't have to listen to them.

Sorry for the long, rambling answer, I just have a lot thoughts about this apparently lol