#if i missed one let me know immediately. but also im pretty sure i didnt hdfksdl

[casualavocados]

Ai Di + english 😈🤬🤪

Chiang Tien as AI DI KISEKI: DEAR TO ME (2023) BONUS Chen Yi:

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Okay here's one. I really dont think I'm the asshole but my ex sure does.

AITA for refusing to buy my partner a jar of pickles?

So this story has like, a little background and some confounding factors i think but i really could go both ways on whether i was the asshole.

Ill start with both my ex (21nb) and i (23f) had severe mental health issues and were working on treatment when we were together. Theyd been in and out of inpatient stays throughout our three year relationship. Towards the Day of Pickles, i had my first inpatient stay where i got help i desperately needed to keep myself safe. This happened to be about a week after my 23rd birthday, but about two and a half weeks before their 21st birthday.

Anyway, at that time i had just gotten out of the hospital and started a new job at Joanns Fabrics (i outlived that retail fucker and im proud of it). I had been unemployed for the previous year and a half because of the pandemic and so the retail job was really my saving grace to have some sort of income to buy gas and groceries. My parents let me live rent free with them in their basement but i spent a LOT of time essentially squatting at my ex's dorm because my situation with my parents was not great.

Now my ex was also being financially abused by their mom so they had a monthly "allowance" of 200$ (of their own money they made at their on campus job) and no access to their bank statements. So i spent a lot of my own money on gas and groceries for both of us, and anything we wanted to do for fun, like visit the city. Without an income, this was SUPER stressful for me and i spiraled pretty hard with feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness. Supporting two people, even minimal living expenses, on an income of exactly 0$ is the WORST.

Anyway, i got out of the hospital and pretty much immediately went back to picking up as many shifts as i could at work because id been on staff for all of two weeks before hospitalization. Knowing retail, i was probably on the precipice of losing hours or being fired altogether.

My ex wanted me to take time off to celebrate their 21st birthday (they didnt celebrate my birthday that year) and travel to see their family and drink etc. I got scheduled for an inconvenient time. I would have to miss their birthday if i didnt find someone to cover. I managed to switch shifts with another coworker who was nice enough to let me have her morning shift, so i was able to at least travel separately and be a little late to dinner.

The night of their birthday my ex wanted to get drunk and so we went to the liquor store. Now im generally pretty picky about alcohol but if i get anything special i always get enough to share. Mysteriously, no one ever offers to share the expense or pay me back. So with all of 150$ in my account, i purchased enough alcohol for myself and the rest of the party, and a bottle of (cheap af) liquor for myself. I was broke af until my next paycheck and was pretty much planning on giving up meals and staying at home because the commute to work was shorter and meant less gas.

My ex picked out a jar of boozy pickles and asked if i would get it for them for their birthday. I should note that with all the stress i was under i had found a birthday present for them but hadnt actually placed the order (was waiting to get paid). I also didnt lie to them about this and had told them that i hadnt gotten their birthday present yet. They were upset by this and told me they felt like i didnt care about them, to which i snapped and raised my voice a little.

I gave them a bit of a reality check. I told them in no uncertain terms that i was under a lot of stress, from nearly killing myself to being flat broke with little to no help from my family other than a conditional roof over my head, ordering their birthday present wasnt super high on my list of things to do and that i knew what i was going to get them and that i intended to order it as soon as i had the money to do so. After years of the sole attention being focused on keeping them alive, i needed some support and acting like i didnt care completely ignored EVERYTHING i did to keep us both afloat.They cried and played the victim as they tended to do and i was too stressed to do anything but be angry.

So when they asked for the pickles i told them no. I have NOTHING left in my bank account, and anything that was in my account was already allocated for something else.

They told me i was being selfish for buying myself alcohol on THEIR birthday, not even getting them a present, yelling at them, and then refusing to buy the one thing they asked for, especially after i refused to take off work the day before to hang out with them and their family. In front of our friends.

I told them that i was purchasing the alcohol for the whole party, that the present had slipped my mind, and that they were accusing me of not caring about them when i snapped. Then i walked out.

My bff went outside to help me cool down and i told him what was going on and how stressed i was and he said that he agreed with me, it was childish to expect me to pay for everything with no help from anyone and then act like im unreasonable for having to put limits on what i can purchase.

My ex ended up getting so pissed by all of this they broke up with me two days later, saying that their birthday was the final straw for them after I'd been so codependent and relying on them too much to survive.

I think its all ridiculous given all of the stress factors i was dealing with at the time. I feel like we're all entitled to the occasional emotional outburst/bouts of forgetfulness when we're stressed. But my ex seems to think im a selfish asshole. We've been no contact for the last two years so this isnt like a pressing concern or anything but it does make me roll my eyes occasionally.

So tumblr, aita?

(Btw im also much more financially stable now that I'm fully and properly medicated and away from them.)

[novaazurite]

Making my grand return after 3 weeks of inactivity! (Though I may not be active all the time) Lets talk about TPOT 14!

While I did enjoy this episode a lot, the only downside I have with it is how it was a little too fast paced, I can handle that for BFDIA, but I think knowing how TPOT usually is maybe it was a little offputting, I might need to do a rewatch, but I remember a lot from the episode so im still goin with this post.

So with that said...lets start the ramble session!

So I just want to point out how Pencil is clearly living in the past on how obsessed she is to desprately reform FreeSmart by getting Book and Ice Cube, idk why it just feels funny and weird, you can clearly tell how uncomfortable they were in this and last episode that they want nothing to do with her, whatever the hell she did to them in IDFB (im still having thoughts the 'FreeSmart downfall' is gonna hppen in IDFB with Match being the first to leave the LOL.)

Ill admit the shot of the new TCOA was pretty cool, I like it when they implement 3d things into BFDI

Now... onto the CAS. I freaked out so bad in vc when I saw Pin and Ice Cube safe, ik Taggy and Book was gonna be safe so i didnt worry, but felt like Pin was in danger because she couldnt do much being stuck to Gaty, I thought Icy was gonna be out because she was used just to try and kill the fish monster, she couldnt really do much. But OH MY GOD.

I FUCKING GOT IT RIGHT. FOR A WHILE I HAD A FEELING ERASER AND GATY WAS GONNA BE OUT. Ill be honest Eraser didnt have much going on anymore because of Teardrop being eliminated in TPOT 9, so what else did he have left? I dont know exactly, I really had expected him getting out. Now TREE? I didnt expect him to be in the bottom 2, I thought he would be third to last safe, Pin and Gaty being bottom two because both of them didnt do much but be stabbed and used as a weapon by Robot Flower. As much as I love Gaty, I had a feeling she was gonna be out, and finding out I was right about her and Eraser being out made me insanely shocked. The first time I ever got a TPOT prediction right, though I thought One was gonna immediately snatch them up soon after, but good thing Book took notice of it and try to have and her, alongside Pin try to keep Gaty safe. While the others threw Eraser around basically.

Now im glad we got to see the elimination space again, and seeing the others are trying to escape, Fries and Puffball trying to break what seems to be a barrier? Also I noticed Saw, Nickel and Coiny are not there, ik they arent snatched by One but maybe theyre somewhere?

This genuinely made me sad, I had a really good feeling Two was gonna be upset about Gaty being out, I was definetly aware they couldnt bring themself to send her to the elimination space knowing how close she is to them, I didnt expect them to send her to kitchen, however, seeing the scene of One staring at her makes me feel like Two should had sent her there, Gaty is at risk of being snatched, which is gonna upset them even more or hell, send them into a panic, from what ive seen, they seem to brush off the fact Bell/Bomby/Barf Bag/Needle are missing, but what happens if Gaty disappears? Will they try to keep running the show? Theres a lot of predictions you can go off from.

I just wanna show this screenshot its so funny that Taggy is just staring at Book like this 😭😭😭

Glad to see Firey Jr again!

Its funny how DPYA tried to do the same thing from last episode trying to defeat that venus flytrap(?), like sure that would totally work again.

Kind of like how Pin thought doing this again was gonna work in BFDIA 15, LOL.

Closing out my post on the post credits scene, I kind of wonder where the other exitors went. I completely freaked out seeing Match end up in the Pillary Ruins, and this shot here is so cool like.... Knowing last episode we saw Firey and Leafy, are we gonna see more of the BFB contestants again? I wonder what they will have for the plot in future episodes...

And something tells me FreeSmart may reform again, knowing Match is with Ruby and Bubble, and apparently Pencil trying to get Ice Cube and Book back, though its not gonna happen.

[frecklystars]

my chest is aching and i am so sad bc i miss my starlight so much. but at the same time my heart is so full. i just spent almost seven hours with my friends. seven hours! i told them how ive been feeling and they didnt let me hold back. i felt like they were physically helping me to carry the burdens ive been holding by myself. they reassured me about my starlight multiple times, and half of them arent even self shippers, but they empathized with me heavily. they all held me when i cried and they told me it is going to be okay. not just about the grief of missing my F/Os ive lost, but just, in general, that everything will be okay. everything. and two of those friends who were present, i genuinely think they're two of the smartest people i have ever met in my life. they spent a long ass time analyzing my comfort characters, saying "okay logically, realistically, [F/O] would comfort you and love you, and here is why, and here is how. and no, they wouldn't harm you or manipulate you or betray you, and here is the logical reason why." if they say i'm gonna be okay, then... who am i to question or doubt them?

they also spent an hour helping me figure out how to print edible ink/glitter onto wafer paper so i would be able to bake heart-shaped cookies for my barbie/ken anniversary and transfer photos of them onto the cookies! they were so excited to hear about my anniversary coming up and they thought it would be so cute if i baked for my sweethearts ;u; they know how important it is to me because they know it's been 2 years since i've celebrated any F/O anniversary. and any time i got weepy they'd immediately hold me. and when i'd try to apologize, they'd refuse to even let me say a word, telling me to vent. so i vented for maybe a minute and cut myself off and they were like "no that's not all of it. keep going" and every few minutes when i'd stop myself, or try to downplay my feelings and change the topic, they'd say "no. no, you're not done. we know you've been through way more shit than that. keep talking, come on, we're here. you're not burdening us, we promise, keep talking keri." until i finally let everything out and they all held me and let me cry and rubbed my back. told me my F/Os would never harm me and why. told me how my IRL and online friends would never harm me, how they completely understand what im going through bc they've been through the same exact things as me. told me how barbie and ken are still here for me and how starlight is still here for me and how they're here for me...

i feel so sad yet so comforted at the same time. ive cried so much today but i cried surrounded by people who held me and made me feel genuinely listened to and cared for. and during the times when we werent venting, we were exchanging art, we were laughing, i dont think ive laughed like that in a while. one friend in that group stayed an extra three hours just because we were having so much fun together and we didn't want to sleep yet. she's one of the most fun and caring and kind people i've ever met. i got her hooked onto driver, and i'm pretty sure she's gonna get me hooked on the vampire from bg3 one of these days haha

celebrating my anniversary with barbie and ken is going to feel really bittersweet, but ive planned a lot. im going to really allow myself to feel loved that day and i think ill feel even more loved because those cookies are going to be made with the people who love me and who have been protecting me and promising me theyre always going to make sure i feel safe and secure with them. if i can feel this way with IRL people who i trust, i can feel this way with F/Os again too. yeah, even the ones that are triggers, i will reclaim them too. i know the love has to still be there somewhere, even if i dont feel it, even if im scared and numb and bitter. it takes time and it takes work but mlp was right bro... friendship really is magic and i know if i have them with me im gonna be ok. ;-; wah. im gonna burst into tears again augh. god. ok i better try to sleep. goodnight ilu

[icypenguin]

★~ Heizou Headcanons

helloo im trying to write in modern au the first time so please enjoyy! also this can be read as platonic i supose?? (im trying to make it from friends to lovers)

Teyvat au

- anywhere you both go, he will always hold your hand and not letting go! even when your hands are full he will still search for your hand and hold it in some way.

- solving riddles with him late at night… and if you get scared he will tease you instead of comforting you…

- buying dango with him is actually a daily routine! at lunch you both will meet somewhere and buy dango and eat them together underneath the sakura tree!

- sometimes he will come home late at night so make sure to prepare leftovers… (if you stay up for him its either he will scold you or he will immediately cuddle you)

- suprise hug? suprise hug! suprise hugs come when youre least expecting it…

- on your first date, he got you bouquet of dendrobiums that you still keep until now.

- petnames: my love, darling, dear, babe, sweetheart.

~ small drabble ~

i was walking around inazuma with thoma, when suddenly i feel a weight on my back and i see hands slithering from my shoulder. oh you dont even wanna know who it is! its the.. annoying shikanoin heizou! “darling! oh i missed you!~” heizou was still clinging onto me “h-heizou let go! and the last time you saw me was this morning! not even 12 hours passed yet!” i told him as i was a bit embarrassed that thoma’s watching this. heizou finally let go of me and i speak to thoma “uh sorry about this thoma.. um well how abou heizou join us?” i asked thoma as i looked down a bit still feeling embarrassed. “ofcourse! the more the merrier they say” thoma agreed with a sweet smile. while on the other hand.. heizou was- not quite happy as he wanted to spend time alone with me. but he still stick up with the plan and we all end our lovely afternoon with buying dango together and eating it under the sakura tree while observing the view from afar.

~~~

modern au

- matching keychains, matching plushies, matching pjs.. you name it!

- daily goodmorning and goodnight memes or with emojis!

- you will watch tiktok, instagram reels and youtube shorts together with those cringey memes…

- you guys will go into a escape room (like the one that has puzzles inside) and try to solve it. in the end when you both escaped, thats when he confessed his feelings to you.

- horror movie nights at his apartment.. you both on the couch cuddling, sharing a blanket.

- he will definitely show pda.. and whenever youre hanging out with him and his friends, he will show off that you both are officially a couple by doing lovey dovey things.

- your favourite present from him is a heart necklace pendant that can open up and has the picture of you and him together inside.

- petnames are.. pretty random.. such as honeybear, blueberrymuffin, pookie, pumpkin. but when hes feeling extra he will call you sweetheart, darling, honey, dear, baby.

~ small drabble ~

the night was quiet, the air was chilly, the lights were dark. there sit, me and heizou on the couch with a blanket covering us both. i was so scared and well.. he was pretty scared too. the popcorn bowl was empty, the soda can was empty. i focusing on a movie when suddenly.. heizou screamed at me like a monster. at that time a there was also a jumpscare playing in the movie so i immediately scream back and punched him lightly but thats when i realize it was heizou and not some creepy monster! “ouch! heyy! i didnt mean to scare you that much- scare cat!” heizou told me as he was holding his cheek that i punched. “heizou! a-are you okay!? i didnt mean to do that! ugh why did you even do that, thats do dumb!” i asked heizou as i was annoyed that he scared me. heizou said his cheek is fine but i didnt believe him and go get a pack of ice from the freezer. “here put it on your cheek! no excuses” i ordered him and he takes the ice pack from me and hold it on his cheek. “do you wanna watch ninja turtles instead?” he asked still feeling the ache on his cheek. “ofcourse…” i nod my head in agreement and in the end we fell asleep watching ninja turtles on the living room, cuddling eachother.

~~~

thankyou for reading i hope you enjoyed this! if you have an advice please do let me know!!!

[wormbloggign]

taylor stop lifting techniques and tactics from others challenge (impossible)

yeah.. you're a cloud of various insects, people arent looking to get in your way

taylor its not innate cmon you need to notice the swarm covering you isnt a comforting prescence for anyone but you

(also, if someone fights grue and wins, his darkness would dissipate. if they fight skitter and win, they have to deal with the many insects who are VERY pissed, and VERY unpredictable. it's simply a more extreme implicit threat than what grue has)

is she.. emulating coils convo tactics?

(TAYLOR STOP LIFTING OTHERS TECHNIQUES AND TACTICS CHALLENGE (IMPOSSIBLE))

to taylor the bugs are just her little guys, doing their best with what they got

to everyone else the bugs are spiders, flies, and wasps; vectors for poison, infection, and pain all organised by their thousands under a single cunning mind

its a very funny bit of dramatic irony (not the right term)

honestly surprised it took her this long to tell that to the PRT, taylors favourite pasttime is outing bad actors in their system

the funniest way to get immediately excecuted, ballsy move taylor

notably in those records she was telling the truth consistently, miss military seems to buy a little too much into armsmustards narratives

BY SUPPLYING RELEVANT CONTEXT TO THE SITUATION, DO YOU THINK STARVING PEOPLE WHO STEAL BREAD DESERVE JAILTIME FOR THEFT?????

(miss minutia seems very dogmatic in her beliefs of justice and criminality, kinda cringe ngl)

skitter im sorry to say but im pretty sure theyve known for a while now

they havent gone after your civillian identity yet because you havent really been findable as taylor herbert and in the rare cases you've gone out as taylor, they've had much bigger fish to fry

oh

that mustve taken a lot miss militia, i can respect that

2 ways to take this, either tattletales doing some mind games with how skitter is perceived or she wanted to get a better look at taylors butt

knowing lisa, probably both

oh yeah that too maybe

the bug pass over she does on people is very funny bc people almost definitely read it as a weapons check or an intimidation tactic but no, she just wants to know what the person she's talking to looks like

her face and eyes were covered in blood no wonder were more tense than normal "ooh why are people so unnerved around me" you look like a monster from a horror movie, you're walking around like you dont even need sight to know everything around you (she couldnt see regardless but they didnt know that)

oh theres no way they don't know her identity now

it takes one person with probably low to medium security access to hear that and go "gee, let me run a check to see if anyone with Skitters brown hair and skin colour (they wouldve seen at least that on the skitter clones, even outside how disfigured they were) matches with anyone who is blind or has been recently blinded" and then bam you find taylor with her school's recorded connection with Sophia/Shadow Stalker, her locker incident (possibly a trigger event?) her absences from school which start a couple days after skitters first appearance, line up with skitters activity AND escalate to 0% attendance once Skitter starts doing things like participating in the Endbringer event and soon after claims territory (a full time occupation seemingly), if you keep digging it seems she has moved out of her dad's house around the same time to an undisclosed house on the edge of town (no actual address given, possibly a misdirection), her father and all of his work friends survived (with minimal injuries) the Shatterbird announcement at the begining of the Slaughterhouse 9's occupation and they stayed alive for its entirety, And as a cherry on top, Taylors last 2 documented interactions with the public is Asssaulting a minor which was handled and doccumented by Shadow Stalker and COILS BOMBING where she was one of the survivors but was BLINDED, shortly after MYSTERIOUSLY DISSAPEARED with no release or transfer papers signed (or if they were, it'd be signed by Lisa W or an unknown third party)

OR

they could just ask dragon

...

that was kind of long sorry

back to the livebloggign!

(insert funny masking joke here)

sometimes i wonder if taylor has a death wish (hint: yes)

i sincerely doubt that. our girls tolerance for abuse is ridiculously high by now

the writer is fucking with me. the day we get a proper breakdown of anyones costume is the day hell freezes over

are we just gonna pretend that isnt deeply disturbing and violating?

eh, alright

taylor may know the kind of thing he saw but its very clear from how he's behaving, whatever he experienced has a lot harsher of a grasp on his psyche, probably because his trigger event and the context around it happened at such a vulnerable and young age

anyway hows that search for a villains therapist going? i really think they should invest in one

TATTLETALE YOURE GOING TO GET THE SECRET ASSASSIN SQUAD AFTER YOU PLEASE

lisa either never fucks around or never stops fucking around and i cant tell anymore

[azurdlywisterious]

Okay okay, this time giving my fallout ocs tumblrs wont end in disaster! Im sure of it!

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul reblogged big-mt-head

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Ughhhhhhh my beloved husband really needs to finish up his business meeting its been five hours and i miss him~

🧠 big-mt-head

@.therealprimmshady can you explain this?

⭐️ therealprimmshady

Nope. Nope nope. Go ask whichever doctor of yours calls you shiloh

🧠 big-mt-head

Youre thinking of Dr. Dala. Anyways she says its a sex thing

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Who let you two past the gate?!

#this is what i get for being horny on main smh

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⏳ start-startover reblogged start-startover

⏳ start-startover

I’m picking the brown m’n’ms out of a candy bowl right now if anyone wants some free m’n’ms

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

Why are you picking out the brown m’n’ms out of a candy bowl?

⏳ start-startover

Dean doesnt want any

🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

What a diva! Any idea why?

⏳ start-startover

No clue. Ill probably give them to the followers if no one else wants them.

⏳ start-startover

Wait, is that you dalcia?

#didnt u deactivate? #like recently?

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📻 not-another-guy-podcasting reblogged mrrocherwasmyfather

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather asked:

As the person closest to Mr. House, can you tell me what he plans to do with the now empty building that the NCR was occupying before the Battle of Hoover Dam?

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul answered:

I mean, he does have plans but those are trade secrets. Who even are you?

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

The name’s Ferrero, private investigator. Mr. New Vegas buys his stories off me

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Oooookay… so youre like a tabloid reporter?

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

Not since the war, sweetheart. Not since the war.

#ive never heard this guy on my radio #i doubt hes the real deal

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🏃‍♀️ uh-ohthemisery-2

Life sometimes can come at you hard like a .45 bullet. Remember, with enough stimpacks, you can just run past it and live

#totally didnt piss off a specific guy #youll never catch me bitch #yes sir this is vauging #DONT FUCKING TAG HIM

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💥 mygenderis-c4

Ill be fighting at the thorn tonight at 12 if anyone wants to see me throw down with three giant radscorpions

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

I would love to watch you fight, Henri! Where is the thorn?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Its in westside! :)

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

W-west… side?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Its another low income community outside of new vegas? Like freeside?

💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

Theres another poor neighborhood close to new vegas?

💥 mygenderis-c4

Wow.

#Thats why we call her the strip queen #<prev tags

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⏳ start-startover reblogged mrrocherwasmyfather

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather asked:

So, I hear a certain old world singer has resurfaced and you seem pretty close to him. Is there any new music in the works for Dean Domino?

⏳ start-startover answered:

First, Dean was absolutely thrilled to know that reporters are still asking about him (he’s currently taking a break from social media which is why he didnt see your ask to him immediately). At the moment, no. But hopefully he’ll have an album coming out in the future once he’s reestablished his name in the music industry.

📝 mrrocherwasmyfather

Thank you so much for your time, Ms. Vult.

⏳ start-startover

I do have plenty of it, after all.

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💸 mrhouseownsmysoul

My next editorial photoshoot look will be devoted to whoever started calling me “Strip Queen” because i will be reclaiming that title mwah mwah

#also the Gomorrah Casino is going to be closed for the day tomorrow

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👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

It’s got what plants crave!

📻 not-another-guy-podcasting

It has electrolytes!

#killed another bandit #how long will you be out for?

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🍀 luckiestbastard

Couldve sworn i went to sleep at the 38 so why did i wake up at the tops???

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Nukashine?

🍀 luckiestbastard

What the hell is that?

👄 thecoolerscrewdriver

Bad decisions in a bottle

#it glowey tho

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🌌 azurdlywisterious

Fuck theres more of them now???

[intertexts]

EPISODE 6 TRIVIA aka YAYY FANTASY BULLSHIT WORLD:

- PRIME DEFENDERS DND CHARACTER SHEETS COMING SOON BABYYYY

- this was all the way leading up to a split the party scenario where vyncent would have gone with minerva on his own BUT that changed all because she said ONE LINE that sounded sus that made charlie immediately like "nope no we cant let him go by himself"

- EVERYBODY LOVES WORMY !!!! "i hope wormy like snuck onto one of our pant legs or something. i want wormy with us always"

- wormy the worm is like this campaign's goobleck (<< context: goobleck was a temporary player character in riptide when gillion went missing and when goobleck stopped . being needed . i guess. he split into like a million pieces and has tiny versions of himself across the entire multiverse goobleck is canon in every campaign. in riptide he lives in the floorboards of the ship and occasionally says things. i only explain this bc im pretty sure they make a goobleck joke in pd at one point but i cant remember when)

- at the end of the episode grizzly said "it was really hard not to say 'vyncent you better come back soon before william falls in love with me'"

- some cool powers the toy guy had that bizly didnt get to show off: a barrel of monkeys that would hinder, immobilize or paralyze; wind up robot toy with a DC 20 WILL CHECK because it makes this loud screeching sound; and a couple more that he didnt say because theyre cool and he might use them later :]

- bizly likes to sit on his roof when he writes. this is SO REAL of him. also when he writes the beginning of an episode he actually draws out a little comic book format and writes in the panels whats happening in each of them. i think thats such a cool process

- they rolled for stats but ended up scrapping those numbers because charlie rolled SO BAD (unsurprising) and it made bizly nervous bc "if you die in the dnd world. you die. none of the bs mutants and masterminds death rules we are playing dnd full tilt william wisp WILL BE DEAD FOR REAL"

you know what i'm SO glad charlie was like "nope no we cant let him go by himself" because LITERALLY as soon as she said that line i also was like oh FUCK no they can NOT let him go alone with this strange lady through the hell portal. so glad they didn't split the party man.

I LOVE WORMY.. he is my favorite too.. also delighted by this goobleck lore?? also dakota third wheelisms 2 their bullshit will never not be funny 2 me. god. he's so real its so delightful.

+ thats so fun......... thats such a cool process i like it sm!! he's so good at specifically like, the visuals & framing of every scene it's always so evocative so kind of storyboarding it like that makes a lot of sense 2 me... i LOVE hearing gm thought processes so this is awesome yayyyy :]

ALSO SHAKING U. YEAH THIS WAS WILD TO READ FIFTEEN MINUTES BEFORE WILLIAM WISP JUMPS OFF A CLIFF HOLDING ONTO SOME GUY AND ALMOST FUCKING DIES. head in hands. great timing!!!

[leninova1997]

Hey Leni, let's make theories about Doom and Quake chronology?

I was thinking.. As we know, the demons invaded the UAC in 2145 and the war raged on for some years. Scott Voss from SMC was born in a Martian Colony in the year 2203, that is, relatively shortly after the first demonic invasion. Would Mars have had a peaceful time after all the chaotic events of Doom (to build safe colonies on Mars)? Do you think the other Doom events are part of the same timeline? or that's impossible? (I know there's controversy, but I want to know your opinion).

Curious to know your thoughts on this! Leis. ʕ´•ᴥ•`ʔﾉﾞ

First of all, thank you so much for the question. 😍 I always wanted to be a part of such conversations so this truly means a lot to me. 😍😍😍Second of all, let me establish 2 pathways: what is possible in "natural" circumstances and what i use for my novel and for future followups as a standalone timeline based possibility.

Normal version:

If we take Doom 3 as a closed title along with all the other games/expansions being connected to it, then its fairly obvious to point out, humanity had the time to recover from such losses. Mars City, Phobos labs etc. were lost to the population measures but not in technology. Hidrocon was still there to bring advancement to a whole new level, and im pretty sure they didnt miss out on it even behind the blood soaked history. Over years and maybe after a few high levels of power struggles within the Board they finally got themselves together enough to restart Mars City as an actual human settlement (with a few added advances to make sure nothing comes over again/wont be as deadly as it can be). This also brought the chance as soon as possible to have the city thrive along with other human colonies which in connection meant a new future for our species. Without Mars city there was no continuation and they knew this all too well: sacrificing decades of hard work over fear and paranoia was too much of a luxury to be committed.

In Quake 4's retrospect, im pretty sure Doom 3's events can be considered as canon, even from line to line (if you mind). My philosophy often comes like this in such cases:, "just because people dont talk about it, doesnt mean its not there". From this point, things can be explained even with multiple altitudes: the UAC has gone bankrupt and the secrets have fallen to the grave alongside with it. Or: people over time got to know about the demonic invasion and they live with the truth. Or: the UAC is still there but under a different alias and thanks to this, they are not standing out publicly. Its only a matter of imagination what you can consider as a direct lead to the main story. And this is just one of the examples out of hundreds you can twist in any way you would like for a perfect fitting.

My version:

In my series, things are nothing but grim. After ROE, Earth got attacked not soon after, and the demons started immediately taking over as much as possible (not just the planet, but other colonies and space stations were in great danger). Even if i consider the heroes winning after the years of a brutal, almost annihilating war, humanity still needs an extraordinary amount of time for rebuilding and even more for restarting colonization. The pace is the most important factor in this, however for me its not unimaginable to have a well functioning martian city in the beginning of the 23rd century. Its almost 50 years to spare so its highly unlikely they will lick their wounds for this long. From this on, Quake 4 can be its own very thing, not even mattering if any importance (like the origin of the Strogg or the demonic invasion) has been altered during an alternative timeline.

Fun fact: i consider all Id Tech 4 based games as one big canon where things have different kinds of impacts on each other. Yes, even Prey 2006. 🥰 The differences always start when one game becomes dominant and begins altering other games/storylines. Everything can happen as it is intended but the questions are rather: how many are there (compared to the original) and how much has been changed to allow a proper existence for something new?

Thats the right of the author.

[tqotsx3]

When you get this, you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. Then send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers. (not forced ofc)

hey sorry i fell off the face of the earth cause WOWIE i took a while to see this, ive just been busy with school and some other stuff

also i love this prompt! i dont really think about myself often but i should appreciate who i am more! and i think people should appreciate who they are and the joy they bring into the world more too!!

i dont know how id pick just 10 of my favorite followers (they are all so cool), so if you follow me and ur reading this, if you wanna you should also take some time to appreciate yourself and post 5 things you like about yourself

ok ill stop stalling

Being able to tell when i did something wrong - part of the reason it took me so long to even respond to this was because i was in the process of reconciling with my old friend group. I had left about two years prior because i fell in love with my best friend and had gotten rejected, and at the time i was devastated, so much so that i pretty much cut contact with all of my friends from that group. I lived off of mainly spite and shame for what had happened for about 1 year, after which i tried connecting with other people at my school. this eventually led me to figuring out my gender and really looking at how my feelings had shifted over the years that I was gone, and while i felt much less angry, i still couldn't bring myself to join back. atleast, not until i saw a viral tweet from one of the friends of that group, which made me realize that by leaving the group i had missed so much, and they had missed so much of my life too. I joined back with my friends on december 1st, which i will remember fondly for the rest of my life. i know what i did was wrong now, and i consider leaving the biggest regret of my life so far. but just like that, i also consider rejoining one of the greatest joys i have ever experienced. i guess what im trying to say is that i know i mess up, like all the time about a lot of things, but i think im pretty good about owning up to that and admitting my mistakes.

2. Lack of Shame - oh boy what a great thing to follow up my trauma dump, lets go full horny now!! ok not really, but ever since i realized i was trans ive kinda let go of any shame about my body image or what i enjoy sexually. when i was a kid i used to fucking hate myself for being overweight, thinking i was wrong and i needed to lose weight constantly. and then when i got older, i also did that but for a porn addiction i thought i had (which later turned out to be my gender dysphoria manifesting but i didnt know that for another like 8 years). and now i dont bash myself for these things, its so nice to live my life without judging myself for every little thing that i perceived as wrong with myself. looking back on it, its kinda crazy since a majority of the things i hated about myself i never really had a problem with, it was moreso that there was a strict societal standard that wormed its way into my skull and made me think i was inferior when i really just wasnt. so anyway i hornypost 24/7 to all my friends and theyve all gotten tired of it (in a joking way, ofc if any of them were actually uncomfortable with me doing that I would respect that and stop immediately). anyways i need to be bred to death like a female axolotl

3. kindness - i sure hope i am!!! i try pretty hard to be nice to people and to make sure everyone around me knows theyre loved and appreciated and that they bring in so much joy to the people around them and to the world in general!!! at the end of the day i want everyone to be happy!!! on that note i need to get into the habit of saying this more but FREE PALESTINE!!! i cant really hope that everyones happy without condemning a literal genocide happening

4. curiosity and a lil ambition - i like learning things!! and i like that i like to learn things!! ive been happy going to school and learning about topics that interest me (mainly chemistry and computer science) and im glad that i have an interest in learning cause this world is so fucking cool and i want to learn how it works!!!!!

5. direction - and after all that has happened, after all my struggles and my losses, and my victories and my epiphanies, im just so proud of myself for finally knowing who i really am. there were times when i was alone where i would wonder if i would ever be happy, if i would ever figure out what i was supposed to be doing. i dont think i would ever have expected my life to be at this point and i am just so happy that i finally get to enjoy my life. I hope that everyone i ever know and everyone i ever dont gets to experience this too.

if you see this, just know that you are invaluable and awesome to have around. know that if you are lost, you will find who you are one day, you'll know what you want to do, where you want to go, who you want to be.

much love to you all.

[abundantsnow]

damn i completely forgot to mention, some of these are gonna change over time as i write him into the plot lmao.

this specific chart is how he feels a few days after the hashira meeting in season 1. after that meeting he had met tanjiro and zenitsu in the butterfly mansion (inosuke was asleep lol)

"the incident" in question with sanemi was something that happened around... a year prior to the start of the anime?

and yes, he has encountered akaza. akaza is the only kizuki he has encountered and (for some reason) akaza never figured out hisato was a half-demon. to be fair, if he did, hed be getting hunted down by the rest of the kizuki atp cause akaza would immediately report it to muzan. thats why i initially wrote somewhere (i forgor where) that "every demon hisato has come across has never lived to see another day" because as i said, one of them would try and relay that information to muzan, who is completely unaware of hisatos existence.

oh and, he hates all the kizuki, if theyre a kizuki, he hates them. thats why i marked kaigaku and dakime as hate even if he doesnt know about them. doma is marked as black because of kanae and well. muzan is muzan.

if you dont know who kaigaku is... dont worry about it, hes in the manga. he'll show up in the first infinity arc movie, im sure. highly recommend you dont look him up lest you get major spoilers.

ill usually use the anime as a reference since while yes, i know what happens in the manga, most people know the anime more, its also easier to use the seasons and episodes in reference to time.

that being said, manga spoilers incoming!!! everything below this point has manga spoilers!! :) it also talks more about my plans for writing rather than the chart, so you rlly dont have to read it, i just yapped too much and it got away from me

going back to what i said earlier, i know muzan is able to see and hear memories from demons through their bloodcells as he does with tamayo in infinity castle. he ends up doing it with some of the other kizuki as well. i believe tamayo knew this for a long time and decided to relay that information to hisato, knowing that muzan is completely unaware of his existence. this is specifically why he swore to slay every demon hes come across. he let akaza get away in the past mostly because he was woefully unprepared for that battle and was actually panicking because he thought akaza had left the battle because he figured out hisato was a half-demon. but no that wasnt the case, the sun just came up and hisato forgot that other demons die in the sun lmao.

i havent posted what ive written so far, but i will be adding a lot of character dynamicism that gotouge failed to give a lot of characters. its really not new information that the pacing is pretty trash in kny and that some characters are so awfully 2D that it hurts my soul. sanemi, giyuu, obanai, kocho sisters and kanao, plus even zenitsu are all characters i wish to give some dynamicism to.

honestly, especially sanemi. im aware that him and giyuu the only remaining hashira by the end and i am a sanegiyuu shipper ofc (need to be in between them ngl), but sanemi.... why did he only JUST get his dynamic as genya was dying? why is it that his relationship with his brother isnt built on more. why do we never see things from sanemis perspective? all we know is that sanemi tried to disable genya so that hed leave the slayer corps, in some capacity showing that sanemi didnt want his brother, his only remaining family, to die to a demon too. (which ended up happening anyway, but yk genya ily you will be missed).

oh yeah, thats another thing thats probably gonna change, a lot of the characters that died.... wont die. this isnt a "everyone lives, no one dies" situation, but i feel that too many people died, even if that was the purpose of the battle itself, especially if it were to lead into their modern-day reincarnations. I want obamitsu to have their bittersweet happy ending as they both wait until their 25th birthday together, living peacefully married in a home as they recover from everything physically and mentally. (mitsuri is only gonna lose one arm so that tjey can still hold hands lol, obanai is still gonna be blind tho). i also need muichiro to live because hes my son i love him and i dont want him to die at 14 years old 💔💔💔💔💔💔 im a muitan shipper i want muichiro and tanjiro to live the last decade of their lives together in peace 💔💔💔

anyway thays all. this was technically meant to just elaborate on the chart a little more, but i accidentally went into detail about my plans for writing hisato lmao my bad

heuhuehuehuehuehueh

its his relationship chart!!! all of the ones on pinterest were low quality and it bugged me way too much. so i just said "fine ill do it myself" and just drew 30 different characters (and it took WAY longer than i thought it qould oh my god)

anyways i also wrote little notes for some of them bc hehe 🎀

[tuiyla]

hi new anon here :) i find it somewhat frustrating with this whole tatum thing that most people who are pointing out that tatum was s1 leighton dont see how it was just poorly executed. i think they couldve easily dragged it out to s3 instead of abruptly ending it the way they did. a lot of the problem they have with the last 2 episodes could easily be fixed by dragging it out to next season. it felt as though s2 had two halves - s2A being ep 1 to 8 and then s2B being 9 & 10. it's almost like they had this plan and wrote out 1 to 8 before realising "ah shit, we have 2 eps left" and crammed everything in there. that or they feared they wouldnt be renewed and just shoved everything in so they could secure one.

they spent so much time building tatum and jackson only to abruptly write both off either in a 5 second break up scene or in tatum's case, offscreen. and the opposite is true for kimberly/canaan. they spent so much time for jackson and whitney trying to move on that it felt like they didnt do enough to solidify kimberly/canaan's feelings? i dont know why they couldnt just try to keep jackson on first, show that kimberly started having feelings and having canaan reciprocate before pushing for the kiss. have whitney be unaware but rejected by canaan at the end and show her devastated as her cliffhanger and kimberly's be being with jackson but thinking of canaan.

the same with tatum and leighton - bringing leighton back to the women's centre and the return of alicia (preferably having leighton have bumped into ginger or tova earlier) and then have her fight with tatum blow up outside tatum's last scene or have tatum say something 10x worse and leighton realising its not tatum she wants to be with and its alicia. and even if they wanted to write tatum off, couldnt they wait before putting alicia and leighton back together? show them wanting it but not immediately so they actually end up talking about what happened in s1.

it is such a shame because i feel like they couldve easily fixed this and have a much better coherent season with better response had they just made certain tweaks like showing leighton missing the women's centre, planting the kimberly/canaan more and more obviously etc. i love the show and i really dont mind how the relationships pan out (i just love the main 4 fully), but they failed at what they tried to do. unless all they wanted was how outraged almost everyone has become.

(im not sure if youre still taking asks on this, but if you dont wish to answer, it's ok :) just wanted to let the thoughts out)

Hey Anon! I've said most of what I wanted about the TSLOCG finale but I welcome others' thoughts so no worries.

And you've pretty much summed up so much of what I also thought about the last two episodes. I guess you could "justify" Leighton's speedrun by saying that a season 3 wasn't guaranteed and they wanted to wrap up at least one of the main four's arcs neatly, but that would sound like such a lame excuse to me. Like you say, what makes this extra frustrating is that the Leightum breakup and Leighton's general development didn't need much to have landed much better. Literally if only they didn't write eps 9 and 10 in such a way that feels so disconnected from the rest of the season. Mainly for Leighton, but to a degree for Kim and Whitney too. That "oh shit we only have two eps" feeling is the exact one I also got from watching the finale.

God, I just really don't see why we didn't get anything from the women's center or from Leighton's social justice development before episode 9. And I don't see the logic behind how Tatum was written if that's what they were going for all along. Just does not land. And I vibe with your (second to) last paragraph so much as well because I still do love this show and these girls, and I don't much mind the relationships atm. I just want Leighton to be happy so be that with Alicia ig and I don't inherently have a problem with Canaan and Whitney, it just feels like it was only for the sake of love triangle drama. And since fixing it would have seemingly been so easy, it is frustrating. Obviously it's easy for us to be smarter than the writers now that we're seeing the finished product but I'm sorry, if I was a professional screenwriter getting paid to craft stories and characters I simply would want to make sure huge character moments have weight behind them. Rip to them I guess haha. I am a bit bummed to represent the outraged camp, trust me I'd rather I didn't have to, but I think it's important to emphasize that the show is still good and more than deserving of a season 3. I'm still holding the show to high standards moving forward, I'm mostly just outraged that I couldn't be as proud of Leighton in episode 10 as I should have been because I felt cheated out of an actual arc.

[hornyvirgin69]

Your Guilty Pleasure

Yelena x F! Reader

Minors do not interact.‼️ if ur age isnt in your bio u will be blocked.

a/n: hiii, so this was like my 1st ever fic that i actually wrote (i have more fics but they are on wattpad) sooo please dont get ur hopes too high on this😁😁 bc i also didnt proofread this and... ive read alot of fanfics in this app and some are just too good and i know you guys here have very High expectations but so do iiii haha but yea, soo this fic is not gonna be as good as the ones u see on here but enjoy this so called drabble!! Thanks!

Liking/commenting/reblogging would be deeply appreciated!<3

Warnings: finger fucking!Gun play!swearing! I cant remember the rest im sorry, but if i missed anything pls make me aware, thank you!!

(Divider is from this)

You were assigned to clean the cafeteria by captain levi. It was around 9 in the evening and you were loading all the dishes, keep in mind you're the only one there. You were thinking about when all this chaos would be over, knowing that eren was now locked up after the incident that happened in marley. He's changed a lot, he looks a lot stronger but only physically, you can see in his eyes that he was hurting and that he was tired.

You and eren had a thing before when the both of you were around 17 or 16? but that was only because he had to use you. he told you he loved you but you knew deep down that he loved mikasa.

You've accepted it a long time ago, so it didn't hurt a lot. Besides, you've moved on already.

Sure.

Wiping your hands with a white cloth, you were about to go grab the mop until you heard the door open. Captain? I thought he was in a meeting? Ignoring it, you grabbed the mop and went to the small restroom in the corner to grab a sachet of detergent and soak the mop with water. You bent down to turn the faucet on until you felt someone grip your hips and pull you out of the room, making you yelp.

The person was really tall compared to your 5'1 height. (In this story your small🧍🏻‍♀️)

You were about to scream at the person and ask what the hell was wrong with them, instead you felt a gun at the back of your neck, you tried to turn your head to the side to at least get a glimpse of who the person was. When you did, you heard the gun click and immediately turned your head back where it was, fist clenching and your eyes shut.

"stop squirming, I won't hurt you." the familiar persons voice whispered, making you're heart skip a beat.

Yelena?

It was, indeed yelena. "yelena, let me go. Why the fuck are you doing this!?" Your voice almost cracked and you tried not to sound frightened and hiding the fact that you were scared shitless.

"Are you that clueless?" She scoffed.

"W—what?" You said through gritted teeth. Holding on to her arm for dear life that was around you to prevent you from squirming.

"Thought your pretty little brain had known..." she muttered. "I don't care what kind of relationship or what kind of feelings you have with eren. You. you're what I want, and need, of course."

What...

Flashback

You were with hange, levi, onyankapon and yelena. you guys were in the forest to look for survivors while waiting for updates from the scouts. You were in a tent with onyankapon and yelena, which for some reason, hange was not very happy about but before she could say anything, she had been dragged by levi since he needed her to talk with the other soldiers.

you and onyankapon engaged in a small conversation and you were talking about eren.

"So yeah, he said I was the most beautiful girl in the world and that he would give up everything for me and that whenever all this mess would end he was looking forward to building a family with me. He honestly was the bes-",

"boorrrinnnngggg" yelena cut you off, rolling her eyes and faking a yawn. "Men are boring. Except for you, onyankapon"

Your eye twitched and you looked at her confused. Eren was very important to you, so you were offended, "what? You said it yourself. He loves mikasa more. Get that through your thick skull, y/n"

End of flashback

Oh.

The warmth of her breath lingered on your nape making you shiver, "Now, now, no need to be scared of me. I won't hurt you, be a good girl and do as I say." You nodded, not wanting to do something you would regret.

You heard her set the gun on the counters as she turned you around so you were facing her, she looked down at your small figure while you looked up at her with wide eyes, she smirked and caressed your cheek while her other hand was on your lower back.

"Aww, don't be scared, baby. I won't hurt you." She said trying to calm you. Which, of course did not help because she was just too intimidating.

"You could have just told me..." you said in a calm voice while she chuckled and shooked her head. "Don't worry about it. For now. . . all I want is you" she tilted her head.

She leans in slowly and pauses before her lips meet yours, looking down at you with so much adoration. Her lips tastes so good, her aroma hits you hard, you feel your knees going week.

The hand that was on you lower back before, now squeezing your waist as the one that was caressing your cheek, now gripping your ass.

You wrapped your arms around her neck, still making out with her. She took your hands off of her and disconnected her lips from yours, you breathed heavily and so did she. She leaned closer to your ear and you could feel the hotness of her breath on your neck, causing your clit to throb. "You...have no idea.. how much I've been waiting to do that. Now, I have you all to myself".

and with that she turned you back around so that your back was facing her. She kneeled down so that her face was in front of your ass. She bent you down at the counter, your face came in contact with the coldness of the surface, while your ass was on full display for her, and her only.

You heard her take the gun from the counter and you felt it caress your thighs since you were wearing a skirt with no shorts underneath it.

"Hm, your wearing this short ass skirt and your not wearing any shorts underneath it?" She scoffed. She lifted up your skirt and inserted her fingers to the waistband of your laced underwear and slowly pulled it down.

You felt the gun in between your thighs as it kept caressing you up and down.

Yelena kept teasing you, making the gun barely touch your heat and then moving it down again. "Yelena, please...", "hm?" She asked, acting clueless.

"please...touch me!"...you whimpered. As her face was inches from your twitching hole. "Okay, as long as you make sure you be quiet..." she started sucking your vulva and she inserted her tongue inside you as she caressed your hips, making you a moaning mess, "yelena, more please!"  You whined.

She chuckled and said; "you need to be more specific about what you want, baby. C'mon use your words, your a good girl for me, aren't you?" She said kissing between your thighs.

"Please, please, please! I-i want your fingers deep inside me. Please!" You whined too loudly for her liking. "Didn't I tell you to be quiet?! Since you don't know how to fucking follow rules you won't get what you want" she scolded you, you looked to the side to see her face and you were shocked to see what she was doing.

She was licking her gun and smirked once she saw you, making eye contact while seductively licking her gun, then, she stopped licking it; "face forward." She said sternly, and you did as you were told.

You suddenly felt her insert the gun into your twitching hole making you squirm.

"Oo-oohhh! Yelena...ohmygod." Your eyes rolled back as she started pumping her gun in and out of you. Your tongue lolled out of the Corner of your lips, "fuck-"

"if I hear one sound come out of the pretty mouth of yours.. I will pull the trigger. Got it sweetheart?" She smirked "y-yes" you mumbled and nodded.

She smiled as she started using her thumb to circle around your clit and then replacing it with her mouth. You couldn't take it anymore, you took your free hand and covered your mouth to stiffle your moans and whimpers.

After a few minutes of her inserting her gun in and out of you while her lips were around your clit sucking it, you finally came. And she pulled it out.

"Good girl such a good fucking girl, and all mine." She said as she kissed your clit and giving it one more lick to tease you, and chuckled as she felt you squirm. "I'll give you what you want now" she sighed as she pulled you back up on your feet, your knees felt like they were gonna give up anytime. And her staring at you did not help at all. She put her hands on your waist to keep yourself from falling down.

She carried you bridal style and placed you on one of the tables, your bare ass coming in contact with the table and kept you there as she made her way to the door and locked it after that she came back with a smirk on her face.

All for her.

You bit your lip as you looked up at her, her attention was all on you.

"Let's take this off, yeah?" She whispered, referring to your white button up shirt.

"okay..." she kissed your cheek and unbuttoned your shirt until one more button was left, she took it off of you As she stared in awe.

"Can we... take your bra off?" She said, a light blush on her cheeks.

You giggled and nodded as she unhooked your bra and finally taking it off of you. You sighed, 'finally my boobs can breath now' you thought.

She stood up straight admiring the view in front of her. "So beautiful." She mumbled.

Now you were fully naked. In front of her. In the cafeteria, legs spread, your bare pussy right in front of her.

She put one of her hands on your waist as she connected both of your lips together, her other hand caressing your left breast and pinching your nipple making you arch your back making your chest push more at her fingers, desperate for more friction and moan in her mouth, you could feel her smiling through the kiss.

She removed her hand from your waist and caressing your right breast pinching your nipple as well. She placed your nipple in between Her index and middle fingers, Pulling at it and letting it go. Making you squirm and making her chuckle in the kiss seeing your reaction. She pulled you by your nape placing one hand at one of your thigh keeping them spread apart. She caressed your waist, to comfort you.

she inserted her ring and index finger in your dripping cunt pumping it in and out of you, your walls clenched around her fingers making her hum in satisfaction.

"See, look y/n. Look how your tight little cunt just swallows my long fingers, look at how inviting it is, what a fucking whore, my whore." She kissed your neck and jawline as she felt your orgasm coming. "I'm- I'm cu-cumming!" You moaned, which sounded more like a whine.

She shoved her fingers in you and you gagged. "Stick your tongue out." Your eyes widened and you did as she said.

You stuck your tongue out and she removed her fingers from your mouth and placed them around your neck.

She then spat on your tongue, smirking as she was satisfied seeing her spit sliding on your Tongue, "swallow." She demanded and again, you did as she said.

She put her middle and index finger back in your dripping cunt and started doing a scissoring motion inside, she bent down to your heat and started wrapping her lips on your clit and sucking at it, never breaking eye contact with you, loving how you looked, how sweat dripped down your forehead and baby hairs sticking on the side of your face, whenever your breast bounced when she would hit your g-spot from the stimulation.

She pulled her long fingers and rubbing them on your folds and spreading them too, she spat on your wet cunt mixing your juices along with her saliva making you grow more needy as the wet sounds echoed through the whole room, As you cried out her name.

She shoved them back in making you scream her name. "yelena..ah!",

She ignored you and continued to please you, she pumped her fingers in and out of you, "m-more. Please!" You whined. "Like this, sweetheart?" She crossed her fingers inside you. "Ah! Fuck... mhhhng right...there..ooo-ooh!" You whined and breathed heavily.

"yeah, come on my good girl, cum for me, cum on my fingers, I know you can do it, baby." She kissed you and you kissed her back. You finally came and she removed her fingers out of you as she kissed your thighs and stood up and kneeled at the chair.

Putting her forehead on yours as you tried to catch your breath, just you guys staring at each other. Admiring each other's eyes.

"Yelena, can I please touch you...please" you pleaded, eyes watery from your orgasm earlier.

"No, baby. I only want you, so this whole night is all about you, 'kay?" She kissed your forehead. And you nodded feeling your cheeks heat up.

"Get dressed. I'll take you to my room. C'mon" she handed you your clothes, she sat at the table in front of you.

Man spreading and staring at you intensely.

Jesus, now that's something I would want to have in between my legs, every.single.fucking.day.' You thought.

You started to put your skirt and top on and hopped off the table and immediately fell on your knees.

Yelena's eyes widened and quickly stood up to help you get up, "I'll carry you, I'm sorry." You kissed her cheek and smiled at her. The concerned expression on her face quickly softened as she saw you smile.

Yelena: how fucking, adorable.

"Your okay. In fact I should be thanking you," you poked her chest and she giggled and gave your lips a peck.

-

You guys arrived in her room and she let you borrow a change of clothes so you could sleep feeling clean. Now, You layed at her bed while she was taking a bath.

Then it struck you.

YOU CAME IN THE FUCKING TABLE AND YOU GUYS FORGOT TO CLEAN IT UP.

'Shit shit shit shit shit! Obviously levi is gonna blame me since I was supposed to be the one cleaning there' you thought, you waited for yelena and she finally came out after 30 minutes.

With a bra on and boxers.

Oh.

"What's my girl thinking about?" She said while leaning sideways on the bed to face you. "Yelena... we forgot to clean up my...mess, and Levi is gonna suspect me since... I was assigned to clean there" you said, and her eyes widened before she stood up from the bed and took a white shirt and put it on. "I'll be back." She kissed your cheek and went outside the room.

You waited for a good 15 minutes when you hear her door open and in came yelena.

"All good." She smiled at you and made her way to the bathroom taking her shirt off, showing off her muscular back. She went there to wash her feet, and came back and layed next to you.

"Come here," she said and you moved closer to her and snuggled to her side while her right hand was around you and her left hand was at the back of her head.

And with that you guys fell asleep in each other's arms.

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Heaven and Hell: or my experience being a person of color in Disney’s Hyperion Theater

by Cooper Howell

Heaven and Hell: or my experience being a person of color in Disney's Hyperion Theater. #holdingtheateraccountable Im just gonna go ahead and be straight up. This is pretty scary to share. HEAVEN: Once upon a time Liesl Tommy cast me as Prince Hans in Frozen: Live at the Hyperion. And I was gooped. GOOPED. There was nothing in my prior history that gave any indication this was possible. Up until then every role I played had to do with my race. Every. Single. One. And even ones where it didn’t (Shakespeare or classical pieces mostly) I was always made aware that the novelty of me being a poc in that role that gave me the part. So much did I not expect to get this part that when I got the callback I rolled my eyes and didn’t take the actual callback seriously. I mean, there was a zero percent chance that Disney would ever let me play a Prince, especially when the dude in the movie is a ginger. But then I got it. And immediately everything I thought was possible about my career changed. My whole life I’ve never inwardly felt black. I’ve never inwardly felt white. I’ve always felt like I was Cooper, you know, on the inside. But whether it was every single white human in Utah reminding me that I was “the whitest person they ever knew/saw” (which DIDNT mean how white my skin was. It was how white I ACTED) or Mr. Johnson, my 7th grade drama teacher, telling me that he “wanted to put Velcro on the ceiling to see if I’d stick” or Mr. Smith, my high school drama teacher, saying “finally we can do black shows” as soon as I entered high school and then not casting me in roles because of the "optics" of it, or even my best friend in high school Tanner Harmon who called me "blackie", I was always reminded that I was an other. So imagine getting paid good money to put on that $10,000 costume and waltzing out to 4000 people a day to play a really amazing part. A fantastic, evil, complicated, person who sings a killer duet and then grabs the show by the throat with a vicious about-face monologue... and not once was my race ever mentioned cuz it didnt matter. What was being prized was Cooper, my talent, not my skin color that I never asked for. Heaven. Liesl MADE SURE, almost overly sure, that the poc’s in the cast felt equal. The kingdom of Arendelle, after all, is a make believe place. It can be whatever. From having Disney executives come and tell us that they were happy to have us there, to side conversations with John Lasseter, we were made to feel overly welcome playing the parts we were playing. She encouraged us to dive deeper into the script of a cartoon that I didnt really think much of until I was in it. We were encouraged to ask why. We felt seen as talent and not commodities. There were, of course, detractors. Gosh, I remember people at a party of cast members from "Mickey and the Magical Map" another show at Disneyland which features a princess and the frog number and many of those casts mates angrily claiming that “if that black girl Tiana Okoye can play Elsa than I should be able to play Princess Tiana” and then looking at me to confirm that was okay to say, not realizing that a) she’s one of my best friends, b) that I’m in the show with her also playing a role that wasn't created to be a poc, c) how racist that sounded, and d) why there's a difference there and why that wouldn't make sense. On Liesls final night I came up to her and said “I don’t know why you did it but thank you so much for casting ME in this part” to which she replied “you mean why would I cast a handsome, talented person in this role?” And I stuttered something like “well, I mean, I’m black. You know...” to which she tilted her head to her side and said “no. I don’t know why. Tell me why that matters.” And I had no answer. Seeing that I had no answer she smiled. That was the answer. There was no reason. On the spot my outlook about myself changed. Windows into what I thought was possible for me opened. -------------------------------------- HELL: And then Liesl went back to NYC and she was replaced by a man named Roger Castellano as show director. Rogers task, he told us on the first day, was to "change the show". We were not told what needed to be changed or even why, but that changes were on the horizon. You've got to understand: to a full cast of actors who had just spent more than three months dissecting a 60 page Disney script with a Tony nominated director like it was Shakespeare, we were initially emotionally/mentally/spiritually resistant to changes. But then it became clear that the spirit of collaboration was over, and the show changes were to be given without the same care, consideration, and thematic explanation of why they were being made. Everyones initial reaction was to push back, but when people who questioned their notes or their changes started getting days removed their schedule or being replaced entirely by a new actor, the Hyperion theater became a place where no one was allowed to speak out. Injustices were happening left and right and no one felt they could do anything for fear of losing their livelihood. And that's when the Frozen: Live at the Hyperion became a living hell. In my first note session with Roger he pulled me into a room with Domonique Paton, my best friend and incredible costar who played princess Anna in the show I was in. She just so happens to also be black. Almost all of Prince Hans’s scenes in the show are with her character and so most of my notes would be primarily based on those interactions with her. Earlier in the day I performed with a different (white) actress but it was the show with Domonique that I had a note session about. Imagine my surprise and dismay when, with how Liesl set up the show experience, we were told this: “WHEN THE TWO OF YOU PERFORM THE SHOW TOGETHER ITS TOO… URBAN.” Urban. What else could that have meant, do you think? He could have said maybe “too contemporary” emphasizing that we were maybe too modern in our speech patterns or movements. We weren’t. He could have said “too lax” or “too loose” meaning that maybe we were being unprofessional and goofy up there because we’re really good friends. We were not. The best me and Ms. Paton could think of was a 8 count moment of improv dance that me and Domonique decided to use as a synchronized moment of unity. It happened to fall on the line “our mental synchronization can have but one explanation” and thought, with the freedom that Christopher (the original choreographer) had given us, was appropriate, especially considering everyone behind us was doing the robot. As in the 80s robot. But he didnt clarify. He just said “WHEN THE TWO OF YOU PERFORM THE SHOW TOGETHER IT’S TOO… URBAN” And when asked what he meant he smiled with a little shrug and said "you can figure that out. You're smart." And thats how I became Black Hans and Domonique became Black Anna. My every moment onstage afterwards became about the optics of being a poc in that show. It was if I was suddenly made aware that I was LUCKY enough to be there and under any normal circumstances, or this new directors circumstances, me getting this part would have never happened. But the message was clear. It was especially clear when me and Domonique Paton shows together durastically decreased and made even more clear when the vast majority of the new hires were not people of color. But no one said anything. And made even MORE clear when, over the next few weeks, both Domonique and I got COPIOUS notes, ten times that of our coworkers that played the same parts. It was almost a game. In fact we did turn it into a game, seeing who would get the least amount of notes from him in a day. Our costars would even joke about it onstage with us, during the ballroom scene, and jokingly whisper "The shows been up 15 minutes. How many do you think you got today?" But no one said anything. And the notes were about all kinds of things. How we held our hand. If our inflections went up or down on a word. Which side of a couch we leaned on… which was fine! When you're an actor, thats the gig... until we started comparing our notes with the actors that played our same parts and none of them, NONE, would get the same notes. Our notes would be outrageously longer, the note sessions sometimes lasting 10/15 minutes. Others would get the “Oh hey, try doing this or that next time, okay bye” walk-by notes. Sometimes I would sneak into the audience and watch as some of the other Han's, some of whom changed lines, changed entire intentions of scenes, some of whom adding in all types of vocalizations and cackles and dance moves and what have you, and would receive ZERO notes. But I was watching them to see what was wrong with me. What was my performance missing? What am I actually doing to feel this singled out. And then I realized that the thing that was wrong with me was that I was a different color than the 5 other white Hans's they cast. And then I started getting notes about my penis. Most of the time these “penis sessions”, as I called them, were given in private rooms without another stage manager present. It was incredibly unpleasant and unprofessional. In fairness, those Prince Hans pants are TIGHT! And yes, Mr. Howell is indeed a party in the front and a party in the back, but so were a lot of those fellas. And thats where I put my foot down. If Disney was going to provide me with a costume it is not my responsibility to fix their problem, especially when other of my (white) costars had been given a dance belt for the same thing. But they never got penis notes. Private session notes about what their penis looked like in that show. Over and over again I was told to fix it, to not make it (my dick) so apparent, and that “if my daughter were younger I wouldn’t want her to come to a show you were performing at" all the more insulting considering his daughter, a cast member in the show, was a friend of mine and the loveliest person. He started demanding that I buy a dance belt. It was “my fault”, “my responsibility” …and thats where I took my stand. And then it really became hell. Penis sessions were now done out in the open. Once, he screamed at me, in the green room in front of all of my costars during lunch, about how incredible unprofessional I was, about how he was tired of seeing my dick, and that if I didnt go buy myself one I didnt deserve to be there anymore. Followed by a huge litany of notes. That doesnt compare to some of what Domonique went through and I invite her to share them if she’s willing. During this time I went to every stage manager in the building and told them about being singling out and about my penis. They all told me to write a complaint report and it would go to some place called "HR". Which I did. Numerously. More months passed. Nothing from "HR". Multiple cast members who witnessed my note sessions encouraged me to go to the HR themselves. I didnt honestly know what an HR was. As soon as it was explained to me by my allies even what an HR was I went to the head of HR at Disneyland herself and waited outside of her door. I asked her if she got any of my HR reports and she told me that she had received no HR reports from the Hyperion. Ever. And then asked me to fill out a HR form. As we went over it, she asked me some questions, and then set up a second meeting. On the second meeting she said that in order for my report to be given credence I would need witnesses to give their testimony. The witnesses, in fact the very people that told me to go to HR in the first place, said no. They didnt want to lose their jobs. In retrospect that might be the thing that hurt the most but, whatever... anyway, I was told "“well… without testimonies we’ll do an investigation and we’ll call you when we’ve completed it.” I never received a phone call. With absolutely zero protection from the stage managers from both the sexual harassment or my obvious racial targeting I (and others) were experiencing, not to mention that HR reports were doing nothing, aka not being forwarded, I thought about quitting. And when a white stage manager made a show mistake and laughed it off to the cast by saying an entirely offensive lynching joke, I quit. I didnt matter to Disney. How I felt and what I was being put through didnt matter. I was a commodity. My departure was unceremonious. Bizarre. 100% un-magical. I hung up my costume one last time and it was given to a new Hans, one who looked very much like me oddly, and stepped out of the theater. The park was playing “every wish your heart desires will come to you” and I remember laughing at how dead that song felt. The director has since moved on but still works as a musical theater director in Southern California. This one time 4 years ago I got to feel something other than my color for the first and only time in my professional career. It lasted from about March 2016 to July 2016 and never again since. I will never forget in those early days looking at all the beautiful princesses I got to woo and thinking “wow. I’m a prince right now.” Im sure that sounds stupid. But it didn't feel stupid. And a Disney prince! Yeah, a shitty prince kinda... I mean, he's a sociopath... BUT still a Prince! Especially special was being able to look in Dominique’s eyes and I could see the same glimmer of “can you believe we get to do this right now” reflected back. We never knew it was in the cards for us. My race always has and will always be part of my career equation and a determining factor of its projection. It will always be a determining factor in how im treated, by creatives, by people, by the those in authority over me, including the government and the police. #wasitmyskin

Copied in its entirety here from Cooper Howell’s public Facebook post: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10163696376095054&set=a.10151302685610054&type=3&theater

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kiss me ! part 2

“hawaii!” niki yells, throwing as fist in the air as he enters the van “riki, it’s 3am in the morning, please shut up” jay retorts, going back to sleep as he leans on the window

as if it was almost planned, you and jake sat beside each other at the furthest seat. it was complicated, you didn’t know if you were comfortable or not, you felt tense, afraid of jake’s teasing if you touch him even the slightest. yet you also didn’t want to leave your seat.

you let out a huff, trying to find a position where you could comfortably sleep in. you were spooked at the sudden hand that leans your head on their shoulders “you can sleep on my shoulders, it’s alright” jake chuckles, already drifting to sleep the second after he did that “thanks” you mumble, easing into his warmth.

you laugh a little at his aching figure “this is funny to you? after i’ve been so kind to let you sleep on my shoulder?” he pouts “i deserve a long massage during our flight” he jokes, continuing to carry your bags.

dumbfounded by the fact that you stayed with him, giving him a glance filled with guilt “y/n seriously, i’m fine. it’ll go away sooner or later” he reassures you, his heart exploding at the sight of you with glimmering eyes, feeling the guilt you expressed them with.

“what do you wanna eat for breakfast?” you mumble, taking the luggage cart from his grasp. he laughs at your attempt to make him feel better “sorry? didnt quite hear that well” he teases, making you give him a glare, almost forgetting that he was ‘injured’ you raise your hand to almost give him a punch “good thing you’re hurting or i would’ve punched your ass back to australia” you roll your eyes “you heard what i said!” eyebrows frowning as you look away “alright alright, i’m fine with coffee really—” he lets out a breathy chuckle, dragging his feet as he follows you around “—nonsense! breakfast is important. don’t give me that type of bullshit sim” you cut him off, stopping by a little restaurant as you tell the other members to go ahead “im getting you pancakes. better finish it or you’re not living to see another day”

he laughs “this is quite a unique way to care for someone don’t you think” you roll your eyes "eat the damn pancakes sim jaeyun"

"yas ma'am"

--

after everyone had met up, you all started finding your seats. you were bewildered, somehow, because now you found yourself wanting to switch seats with sunghoon for obvious reasons. but of course, you --again, didn't have the guts to do so.

a few hours into the flight and a few glances from jake here and there, you received a message

jake :):

hey pretty girl, do me a favour and go to the washroom behind you

you:

and why exactly?

jake :):

no questions asked. i just miss you ;)

you swore you wanted to jump off the plane. pretty girl?! he misses me?!. you feel the heat creeping up in your face as you asked jungwon "hey, could you get up of a sec. i gotta go to the washroom" you whisper, mumbling a small 'thank you' before you walked to the washroom.

you felt a hand pull you "hey" he giggles, arms wrapped around your waist "you scared me! i thought i was getting abducted" you slap his shoulder. although you would be lying if you said you didn't want to just grab him and kiss him right at this moment.

he looked so good with his button up shirt, showing off his collar bones, neck wearing the beaded necklace you made for him during the summer and your birthstone necklace. his hair was messy, and you couldn't deny how hot he looked with his glasses on.

"you should consider buttoning up" you hesitantly say, looking anywhere but his eyes. of course he catches on to your intentions, but he felt like pissing you off "why? i'm showing off your necklace" he giggles "i even bought your birthstone" he grabs the necklace with his thumb, making you roll your eyes as you cross your arms, making sim jaeyun giggle.

he places his hand under your chin, finally letting you looking at him "switch seats with sunghoon please. i don't think i like the sight of you sleeping on jungwon's shoulders" now it was your time to piss him off.

"why?" you pout, "his shoulders are so comfortable, and we don't want your shoulders aching again now do we?" you give him a slight smile, well it wasn't like you weren't planning to switch with sunghoon way before the flight even started anyway.

jake rolls his eyes "that leaves you no choice--"

"can y'all hurry up? i'll switch with you y/n gosh! just let me pee!" sunghoon bangs on the door, making jake laugh "well that was easy"

--

oh how you regret changing seats.

because now you get to fully witness the flight attendants obviously flirting with him.

"good morning sir" she annoyingly giggles, biting her lip as she leans in way too close. jake leans back, letting out a small laugh out of politeness "hi, yeah i'd like..." he orders his food while you glare at the girl who's been displeasingly close to him "what can i get for you ma'am?"

"oh my girlfriend would like the same thing" jake interrupts, giving you a sly wink after placing his hand on top of yours. you let out a small scoff after seeing the disappointed look on the girl as she hands you the food. your skips a beat. girlfriend? you thought

now he was starting to piss you off. he was doing everything but ask you out. and with every ounce of pride you had in your soul, you hated to admit that you were starting to get really impatient. were you not obvious about your feelings? was the handmade necklace and the concern you have for him not obvious enough?

"ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Hawaii" the pilot announces, after you got your hand carry, you didn't even bother waiting for jake. immediately walking out of the plane, causing him to tilt his head out of confusion.

he didn't get a chance to talk to you, i mean, how could he when you would immediately start walking away from him whenever he tried to walk towards you.

as you sat beside jay in the tour bus, he gives you a weird look "why are you here" you give him a lost look "can i not...?" that's when he knew something happened between you and jake "y/n if this is because of jake--" you place your hand on his mouth, leaning way too close. but luck wasn't on your side today, because jake saw.

"shut up please! and yes! it is about him. so please spare me and let me sit here for the meantime" jay chuckles, "jake's going to kill me for this" he mumbles, leaning back to the chair "what?"

"nothing" he gives you a grin

--

after you guys arrived to jay's beach house you immediately grab your bag before jake could help you

"alright riki and sunoo are sharing a room, jungwon and heeseung are sharing, and...." jay looks at you, sunghoon and jake, not knowing what to do "you three figure it out. i'm just letting you know one gets to have their own room" jay starts to head to his own room, shrugging his shoulders as he walks past you with widened eyes.

"we already know what's about to happen. i'm getting my own room-"

"no!" you yell

"yes!" jake yells in unison,

"well......" sunghoon stood there, waiting for the both of you to talk "well, i just think i should get the room since you know-- i'm a girl and-- you and jake are best friends so you should be roommates" you explain, giving sunghoon an awkward smile "yeah sure whatever- ow!" jake hits sunghoon in the arm "you idiot! take the goddamn room!" jake grits through his teeth "you know what y/n! i change my mind. i uh, i think im going to take the room"

"why?!" you whisper with a harsh tone. poor sunghoon "IM GOING TO JERK OFF OR SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW" he yells, although he regrets it after the maids give him a weird look "ayo what?" heeseung peaks through the door "nothing! i didn't mean that. just --ugh! i'm heading out" he grabs his luggage, stomping through the hallways as he walks to the room. leaving you with jake.

--

you were about to have a mental breakdown "jay! you're seriously not helping me at all!" you give him a shove "ow! you need to control your strength sometimes! and i'm sorry okay? i just panicked, and i think you and jake being roommates wouldn't be a mistake. it's better to fix your problems instead of just sweeping it under the rug. you can't avoid him forever y/n" he was right. and you knew that. but you couldn't bring yourself to tell jake what was bothering you. even the thought of it was embarrassing, because what if he wasn't even intending to date you at all?

you walk back to the room, hesitating whether you should open it or not. but after hearing no noise, you open the door "AH OH MY GOD SORRY--" there you saw a shirtless jake, hair wet and his glasses having a few drops of water from his hair. he grabs your hand before you could walk out again "y/n, please talk to me" he places his hands on both sides of your shoulders "did i do something wrong? whatever it is, i'm really sorry" he panics, slightly pouting at the silent treatment you gave him "jake i-"

"dinners ready!" riki barges in, freezing at the sight of you two "oh- hey! riki, let's go!" you grab his arm, walking towards the dining room "please don't mention it" you whisper, sitting in between riki and jay.

jake later follows, now in his grey shirt and the checkered pajamas he wore earlier, he gives you a small smile before sitting next to heeseung.

"so, sunghoon. did you have fun?" heeseung teases

"shut up!"

--

"this wasn't going as planned anymore!" jake groans, he was currently in jay's room, ranting his frustrations out while jay listened. when jake had heard about the trip to hawaii, he originally planned to confess when you guys went to the party, it's not like the party had already happened, but it was already tomorrow "i already apologized, yet she still wouldn't speak"

"do you even know why she's mad?" jay asked, leaning on the bad with his arms as he watched jake pacing around his room "...no?"

"jake sim you idiot"

it was 1 am in the morning and you finally finished playing games with riki and heeseung. you were hesitating to open the door once again. afraid of letting the incident happen once more. you knock lightly, hoping that he was there and you could finally make up

but before you could open the door, jake already opened it. immediately embracing you "please talk to me" he whispers gently in your ear. you couldn't help but burst out crying, causing him to panic, he caresses your hair "let's go for a walk yeah?" he grabs your wrist, his touch so gentle as if you were fragile.

he wipes your tears as you walk along the shore "i missed you. you know?" he holds your hand as you both drag your feet along the sand. you hit him on his shoulder "ow!"

"that's what you get!" you sniffle, looking at the reflection of the moon on the sea "what did i do?" he chuckles, searching for your eyes. he tilts his head when you don't respond "hello?"

"cause! you always flirt with me, calling me your girlfriend and hugging me! i hate it! i hate it because my heart always skips a beat every time and i always expect you to ask me out soon yet you never do!" you yell, your skin was glowing under the moonlight. jake was in awe the moment he saw your glistening eyes that had tears threatening to fall.

he had the sudden urge to kiss you and tell you how he felt.

and he did. because jake was a man who never doubted his feelings when it came to you.

he pulls you by the waist, causing you to let out a yelp. his lips touches yours, and it stayed like that for a while, to make up for the moments he wasted without you this whole vacation. you wrap your hands around his neck, playing with his hair

"can i be your boyfriend?" he cheekily says, his smile making you smile as well "suck my ass. sim jaeyun. yes, i'd love for you to be my boyfriend"

"i'd gladly suck your a--"

"sim jaeyun!"

--

[bonus bcs i haven't posted in a while]

it was the morning of the party, you were in jake's arms "finally you're awake! good morning!" he excitedly says, peppering you with kisses "the guys are in the pool so get changed" he informs you, smacking your ass as soon as you got up "getting too comfortable for our first day aren't we?" you tilt your head, giving him a smirk "can't help it" he send a wink your way.

as soon as you got out in your swimsuit, jake's mouth drops "do a little turn for me" he smirks, twirling you around as he hypes you up "holy shit! i'm so lucky aren't i" he checks you out, earning a smack from you "ow! alright but i'm not letting them check you out like that! wear my shirt"

(he didn't let you go from the jacuzzi after heeseung hyped you up lol)

--

[party]

you told jake to go ahead, wanting to surprise him with the dress you bought.

after arriving to the party jake almost dropped the drink he had in his hand after he saw you. he was smiling so hard when the little girl put a Lei (flower neck lace) on you. he felt so proud when the other men at the party look at you giving him a hug

"that's right, she's mine" he thought

after you walked to wards him he grabs you by the waist "you look so pretty in red" he says, hugging you tightly "is that so?" you ask, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips, making him all giddy

--

part 1

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pls do one with 13, 14, 23. maybe y/n and harry are friends, but they both feel a little more for each other and one night they kiss for the first time and/or sleep together. <3

13. “I don’t think friends do this.”

14. “This is weird.”

23. “I just need some time to think.”

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Warnings: sub!h, oral (f+m receiving), fingering, faceriding, handjob, unprotected vaginal sex (barely), fingers in mouth, 69, praising, masturbation (m)

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Harry looked up at you from across the room and feeling his intense stare, you looked back. He was sweating, a lot, and it was making his hair curl a bit more and stick to his forehead. You could see Harry’s tongue poking out for a few quick seconds to lick his bottom lip and he tried to discreetly look you up and down without you noticing.

His eyes scanned back up your body to your eyes when he noticed you were watching him, you watched as his cheeks turned red and the rest of him went a little pale. The fact that he looked you up and down though, it excited you.

Harry looked good, in-fact Harry looked hot. He had on some black skinny jeans with a halfway unbuttoned shirt. You beckoned him over with a few curls of your pointer finger and he perked up, basically speed walking over to you.

His long slender fingers were tightly clasped around the neck of a beer bottle and his tight grip on it was making the veins in his hand stand out, it was giving you goosebumps just looking at his hand right now. Fuck, you hoped he was good with his hands.

You heard the clink of his chunky rings hitting the glass as he passed the beer bottle from his right hand to his left. Harry held out his hand, a clear invitation to shake it but you just held your gaze with him. “What’re you doing?” You questioned him and he put his hand back to his side, clearing his throat nervously.

“I-I really don’t know.” He mumbled, clearly embarrassed by the way he tried to shake your hand like you were merely an acquaintance to him. You reached your hands out and grabbed onto his strong arms, they’d got more bulky somehow?

You pulled him into you and your chest hit his, you wrapped your arms around him and he froze for a second, it took him a minute to realise he also had to hug back. He slowly moved his arms around you and rested his hands on your back, almost hovering them over your dress as he didn’t know if you’d be okay with him touching you like that.

“Missed you.” You whispered to him and you breathed in his cologne he was wearing, he seemed to stick to the same one and you understood why, it was so intoxicating. “You need to stop leaving me.” Your hand moved up to the back of his neck and he closed his eyes, finally letting himself relax against you.

You noticed some people staring at you and you suddenly got a little self-conscious and slightly annoyed, you couldn’t have a moment with him anymore when you were in public. There’d been dating rumours but both of you always refused to answer them, both too scared to admit your true feelings for the other.

“Missed you too. Hate leaving you.” He said with a hint of a sad tone to his voice, he finally let his hands touch your back, he was too invested in you and he just pretended the people watching weren’t there. There was always people looking and sometimes he just chose to ignore them, sometimes he just wanted to do his own thing.

You pulled back from him and he immediately missed the warmth and comfort you provided him, although you stood close to each other because it was pretty crowded, he still much preferred the hugging.

You leaned closer to him so he could hear you and he felt his heartbeat as your face got closer and closer and then...you weren’t going for a kiss. You were just going to say something to him, he wasn’t sure why he was expecting a kiss but he was disappointed that he didn’t get one.

Sometime, he knew he would have to build up the courage to tell you that you make him who he is and that he adores you but just not today. Today is not a good day for him.

You reached your hand up and tucked his dark brown curls behind his ear so you could hear him better. He swore he almost fell to his knees when you did that, the feeling of you touching his hair...it made him think about how it would feel when you were tugging on it while he...uh y’know.

“Do you want to go outside? It’s really loud in here.” He let out a little ‘mhm’ and you turned around and started walking, he trailed behind you like a lost puppy as you both walked to the exit.

You looked behind you and held out your hand, he gladly held your smaller hand in his and he walked beside you. The downside to holding your hand was he couldn’t nervously play with his rings but there were more good things about holding your soft hand in his.

Harry heard someone call out his name and he turned his head in the direction of where the shout came from. It was a fan, of course it was a fan...he didn’t want to be rude though so Harry tugged on your hand and you stopped for him.

Harry leaned down. “There’s a fan, stay here, I don’t want to ignore them.” You smiled at Harry’s sweetness but you were also a bit disappointed because you hadn’t seen Harry in a while since he’d been away and now there was another fan dragging him away from you.

Of course you support his career and fans but sometimes it can get a little annoying when you just want to be alone with him and he gets taken away from you. But “Go,” was what you said to him.

You stood with your arms crossed as you watched his tall figure walk over to the small girl a few feet away. You felt something brush against your ass and you turned your head with a face of disgust when you saw a man with a confident look.

“Standing alone, babe?” He got closer to you and you stepped away. You quickly took a look at Harry and he was still with the fan, looks like you’d probably have to be dealing with this one on your own. “C’mon. I’ll treat you good.” He gave you a sickly smile.

“I’m not alone, I’m waiting for him.” You pointed behind you and when the man spotted Harry, he chuckled. Of course he didn’t believe you were waiting on Harry, he’s a big celebrity.

The (smaller than Harry) man reached out to you and you slapped his hand, you weren’t in the mood for this shit at all today. “Why don’t you fuck off?” You looked back at Harry again and he looked at you, Harry’s posture straightened when he saw the man that was harassing you.

Harry apologised to the fan and started to walk towards you. “Nah babe, I think I’ll stay.” You looked back at the man and he had a disgusting little smirk, he thought he was getting away with being a fucking dickhead to you.

“Hi, did you think you could back up a bit?” You heard Harry’s voice and felt his large, excessively large, hand on your back. “I think you’re being a bit of a bother.” The man seemed to visibly shrink at the sight of Harry, now he knew you were seriously waiting on him.

“Right, right of course.” The creepy man quickly walked away and Harry removed his hand from your back, his brain was telling him he was making you even more uncomfortable so he set his own boundaries for you.

You didn’t even look at Harry as you continued to make your way to the exit, desperately needing to get out of this place. Harry followed you yet again, he was always just one footstep behind you as he didn’t want you to be on your own again.

You pushed the exit doors open and stepped outside into the cool air, letting yourself breathe it in and settle a little. Harry lightly placed his hand on your shoulder and gave you a sympathetic smile.

The cold crisp air made you shiver in your spot and Harry noticed, with slight hesitation he shuffled closer to you and lifted his arm to rest on your shoulders, he just hoped to provide you warmth. “Do you want me to take you home? I’ve barely drank, I can drive.” Harry bent down a little and left his almost full beer bottle on the pavement as he helped you walk to his car.

You sat in the passengers seat and almost cried out in happiness when he turned on the heated seat in his expensive car. The heat below helped you settle into the familiar car as Harry started it up, you lazily watched his hands as they skilfully were used by him to drive to your place. “Are you...by yourself tonight then?” Harry moved his eyes to you to check your reaction for a second before moving them back to the road.

“Yeah Harry, I’m still living by myself. Can you stay tonight, please?” Harry couldn’t refuse, he just had to accept the begging you had just give him. The thought of being snuggled up to you in a bed made him almost burst with happiness.

“Yeah yeah yeah, I’ll stay, definitely.” Harry said these words in about 2 seconds, he just wasn’t too sure how to react and he didn’t even know if there was a right way to react.

Harry’s hands squeezed the wheel a bit harder as he thought about you next to him, this was definitely not the time but he was thinking about all the things he could do to you right now with just one hand. If he just slipped his hand over to your thigh...but he couldn’t.

He’d been having a bit of a read up on sex and other things, y’know...just incase, he really didn’t want to disappoint. Stimulation, over-stimulation, edging...there were so many things he could do to you. He’d even learned the word cunnilingus and he’d even learned ways to improve what he was doing during it. He’d like to label himself a bit of a sex genius at the moment.

Harry cleared his throat and tried to get rid of the thoughts of getting you all hot and bothered...and he definitely got rid of those thoughts. He definitely did not feel the need to hold his hands in front of his crotch as he walked with you to your house. “I’ll sleep on the couch.” He said, but you refused and he ended up with his back turned to you in your bed as he tried to keep his distance from you.

“Come here.” You whispered suddenly, disrupting the silence in the pitch black room. Harry turned himself over and he wished he could see your pretty back right now. “Closer.” Harry built up his confidence as quick as he could and then moved a little closer to you.

You decided to take the lead here and you moved until you were beside him. You lifted your arm over him so it rested across his stomach and swung your leg over his hips, your head resting on his warm bare chest. “You think I’m going to let you sleep here without a cuddle?”

Harry reached over to the nightstand and turned on the little lamp, staring at your face in the soft yellow lighting. His eyes traced over your features as if he’d never seen anything more perfect in his life. He reached out to trace his finger along your face and you let him. “Is it weird to say that I like your whole face? Like, your features are so pretty together.” You lifted your head from his chest.

“Are you finally going to kiss me or are we going to wait another few months?” You said calmly but your heart was pounding, the worst thing that could happen was that he would reject you and you’d have ruined your friendship forever and he’d never be able to look you in the eye again.

“Oh, I guess I’m finally going to kiss you?” The leg you already had around his hips helped you and you sat yourself up on his lap. “Right?” You leaned down and he stared up at you with a hopeful look in his eyes.

“Right.” You leaned down and your chest pressed against his as out lips also pressed against each other. Harry’s lips felt soft against yours, he’d most likely found something to put on his lips in your bathroom before bed, not that you minded.

You ran your hands down Harry’s chest and he whimpered against your mouth, now you’d learned he was extremely sensitive to touch...or just your touch. Harry suddenly sat up and kept his lips against yours, gaining more confidence now as his big hands grabbed onto your thighs. “Please.” Harry said under his breath.

You shuffled back so that you were on his thigh instead of his lap and you trailed your finger along the waistband of his boxers. “You or me first, hm?” You asked Harry and he cried out as you dipped your fingers below the waistband but didn’t do anything.

“Both?” He answered and you raised an eyebrow at him, both? Not really an answer but not a disappointment. “Just sit on my face, c’mere.” Harry grabbed at your hips and tried to pull you closer to him. “Please?”

“My clothes aren’t even off yet.” Harry grabbed onto the underwear you’d chosen to bed, you were comfortable enough to sleep in them even with him next to you and now he’d ripped them off of you. “You know, I don’t remember saying you could do that.”

Harry seemed to shrink under your intense stare and he was quick to give you an apology. “‘M sorry, I got excited.” He still moved his fingers through your wetness and rubbed your clit a little as he apologised for doing something else that you didn’t ask him too. “I just want to make you feel good.”

You grinded a little against the fingers that Harry had pressed tightly against your clit. “Please get on m’face.” He begged you but you just closed your eyes and relished in the pleasure his fingers were giving you right now. “Please, it’ll feel even better.”

“Just wait.” You responded and looked back down at Harry, he had a pleading and desperate look in his eyes but you still didn’t want to give in, it was so fun denying him of what he really wanted.

You’d thought about moments exactly like this, telling Harry what to do and he just listened to you, it gave you a rush. You didn’t know if he’d be into it but he was doing just fine right now while you made him wait.

Feeling Harry’s finger press into you brought you away from his thoughts at what he was doing at this exact moment. “C-can you please sit on my face?” He curled his finger and you moaned his name. “Love, please...”

“How do you expect me to get on your face with your finger in me?” He immediately removed his finger and you groaned in frustration. “Fine, I’ll do it.” He grabbed onto your hips and helped you get up to his face, he was really eager now that you were doing what he’d been asking for.

He turned his head to the side and started to tease you a little by just kissing the inside of your thigh. “Didn’t know you had this in you.” You gave him a sly smirk and he looked up at you, moving his kisses to your other thigh. “Get on with it.” You gripped his hair and moved his mouth to your pussy.

He whimpered at the way you so easily took control of him and he pressed a soft kiss to your clit. Just like you, he thought about you being in control of what he does constantly but he never really told anyone because people aren’t always as accepting of a submissive guy but he loved it.

Harry flicked his tongue against your pussy and moaned out a new taste on his tongue, it boosted your confidence at the fact that he was enjoying himself so much and he wasn’t even hiding it at all. You grabbed his large hands and held them to your lips, licking up two of his fingers before taking them into your mouth.

Harry looked up at you when he felt his fingers in your mouth and loudly moaned at the sight, he took your clit between his lips and sucked because he couldn’t put up with teasing you anymore because he felt like it frustrated him more than it frustrated you.

You kept his fingers in your mouth and traced your tongue up his long fingers and he shifted his hips as he started to get even more hard. You took his fingers out of your mouth and grabbed onto his hair, pulling his head back. “Wait, I’m not done.” He complained.

“‘M just turning around, you did say both didn’t you?” His eyes widened and he grabbed your thigh, trying to twist you around himself. “Right, calm down.” You turned yourself around and leaned down over his body.

Harry took the fingers that you’d sucked on and started to slowly move them into you, the new position making it easier to see what he was doing to you. You dropped your forehead down onto his stomach as you adjusted to his fingers and decided what you were going to do to him first.

You picked your head back up and you shimmied his boxers down his thighs and brushed your fingers against the fern tattoos on his hips. Harry shivered at the taunting touch of your fingertips against him, he loved it when people teased him until he was begging to be touched.

You lightly trailed your fingers up his hard cock and he curled his fingers, hoping it would make you touch him if he did a good job. But, you still teased him as you now kissed his fern tattoos and dragged your tongue along them. He was going feral underneath you but he didn’t want to let it show in case it prompted you to stop what you were doing.

You blew air onto Harry’s cock and he whined, you chuckled a little at the sound and looked behind you. “You want me to touch you, handsome?”

“Please touch me. Please please please.” You wrapped your fingers around his cock and kissed up it until you got to the tip where you stuck your tongue out and licked along his slit. “Fuck me...” He whispered and moved his fingers faster in you, desperate to please you.

Harry took his fingers out of you and pulled you back onto his face, fucking his tongue in and out of you. You took his tip into your mouth and swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock.

Harry started to suck your clit again and moaned against you, making you moan against him at the feeling. You moved your mouth down his cock until you felt it hit the back of your throat and Harry had to pull back to take a breath and moan out your name.

You pulled off of him and Harry grabbed onto you, moving you back onto his tongue. “Shit Harry, you’re so good at that.” You praised him and he dug his nails into your skin, if you kept praising him and moaning he’d probably come sooner than he wanted.

Harry moved his hands around to your stomach and pulled you up so you were sitting on his face properly now and he flicked his tongue against your clit the best he could. “Please come...” Harry pleaded and you grinded against his tongue, doing your best to help him out in his mission to make your orgasm from his tongue.

You arched your back and grabbed at his sides as you started to come, his tongue unforgiving as he continued to move it against you. “Stop now.” Harry sucked on your clit again and you dug your nails into his skin. “Harry, I swear. Stop it now.”

Harry finally pulled back and you looked back at him, his dimples showing as he used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. “Sorry, got carried away.” You moved off his body and moved down, kneeling between his legs. “What’re you doing?”

“Touch yourself.” He sat up and shook his head but you grabbed his hand and moved it to his thigh. “Touch yourself and I’ll touch you. Come on, I wanna see.”

“I don’t know. It’s kind of embarrassing.” You leaned in and kissed him, taking his hand again and helping him wrap his fingers around his cock. You kept your hand on top of his and you moved it up and down his cock slowly, tilting your head to the side as you continued to kiss him.

You pulled back from his lips and let go of his hand in the hopes he would continue himself. “See? It’s not embarrassing.” His cheeks were still pink as he kept moving his hand, keeping his eyes on yours.

Your eyes drifted down and he used his left hand to grip your chin, keeping your head up and your eyes on him. “Don’t, please. Just look at me.” You nodded and held eye contact with him.

Harry’s breathing got a little heavier and his mouth dropped open. “Don’t come yet.” You gripped his wrist and pulled his hand away, making him whine. “Not yet.”

You lifted yourself up and moved your knees on either side of his hips, keeping yourself over his cock. You sank down onto him and he grabbed onto your thighs, squeezing your skin tightly in his hands. “Fuck...” Harry moaned.

When he bottomed out in you, he dropped his head onto your shoulder and wrapped his arms around you. “I love you.” He admitted and you reached up to play with his hair.

“I love you too.” Harry placed a kiss on your shoulder and you lifted yourself up, quickly dropping back down onto him.

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