#if you discount honey because what the fuck

[illbegottenfaith]

2001 - theo nott x reader

Honey, what you runnin' from? When you comin' back to bed? Toss and turnin' all night long with me instead Honey, what you runnin' from? Where the hell you headed to? Do you like the way I run after you?

or, theo doesn’t understand what’s holding you back from taking things further

a/n - I think I would classify this soft core smut at best? But adding an 18+ tag jic

tropes/warnings - 18+ MDNI, fluff

word count - 1.6k

“Fucking hell. Hide me.”

You shrunk yourself down the best that you could behind your best friend, Ivy, laser-focused on the boy at the other end of the hallway. Ivy rolled her eyes, making no effort to help.

“I can’t believe you still won’t tell me what happened that night. It can’t have been that bad.”

“It was,” you muttered, stupidly trying to get Ivy to cooperate. It was no easy task, especially on days like today when she was feeling particularly stubborn, which was a problem since the boy looked fully intent on approaching them.

“Will you relax? You look like an idiot. Like an even bigger idiot than usual. He probably doesn’t even remember whatever-“

“Ivy. Happy birthday. Sorry I couldn’t make it to the party.”

Damn. You thought you had more time. Curse him and his unfairly long legs. Ivy did the grown-up thing, which was literally anything other than pretending she didn’t see him. “It’s alright, Theo. You can make it up to me next year.”

“How was it?”

“It was nice, actually. We got a discount on -“

Ivy was cut off by a gentle tug, revealing a hunched-over you. You straightened hastily, clearing your throat, refusing to meet his gaze.

“L/N.”

“Nott.”

“Planning on dropping by tonight?”

You put on a straight face, looking politely confused. “Hm?”

“The party. Tonight.”

“Oh. Where?”

Theo narrowed his eyes, and your face burned under the intensity of his gaze. It took everything you had to keep your features schooled while he shamelessly searched your face for what felt like far too long.

“The Slytherin common room,” he replied, finally tearing his eyes away from you. You relaxed, blinking hard and a little breathless, your palms a little clammy. “Can’t miss it. Just follow the stench of firewhiskey and bad ideas.”

Internally, you nearly passed out. Externally, you shrugged noncommittally. “Sure. Maybe.” Definitely not. You weren’t going to spend a second longer in Theo’s presence if you could help it. 

You and Ivy get to the party and, as expected, you’re abandoned the second she finds Ivan through the crowd. You wander around before you decide to join a group of Slytherins on the couches, next to Theo. You get handed a drink. It burns your throat and makes your eyes water. The loud bass starts to sound more tolerable. Another drink. Theo’s frowning at you. You wonder if anyone’s told him how good concern looks on his face. Everything is now ten times funnier. You press up against Theo, laughing yourself silly, leaning into his touch as he drapes an arm around you. Another drink. You’re more than lightly flushed. Theo places a hand on your thigh. You don’t move it away. 

Eventually, you end up pressed against the door of Theo’s room, your mouths a heady mess of heat, teeth and tongues, your bodies moulding to each other’s. Your eyes flutter shut, blissfully able to let go with your senses dulled by alcohol. You can’t tell if it’s the music or your pulse vibrating through your body, but you’re aching for his touch. He presses a knee against your core and you groan into his mouth, melting into a boneless mush in his arms.

“Theodore,” you sighed desperately, breath catching in your throat. It was enough to slow his ministrations on your neck which had been filling your head with the most delicious kind of static. You never used his first name despite your best friends being glued by the lips since sixth year, mostly because you never went beyond exchanging civil pleasantries. Occasionally, you’d have a chat that wasn’t entirely unpleasant, or you’d let your thoughts wander to his disarming blue eyes or wicked smile, but that was it. It never did, and it never could, go any further than that. You were too different. It would never work. You’d only be setting yourself up for heartbreak. Nothing good could come of entangling with the illustrious Theodore Nott, figuratively or otherwise.

And to use his first name was to acknowledge the existence of this softer, kinder Theo - a version worlds away from that Nott boy with the aloof face and the piercing eyes. He hummed against your neck, thumbs restlessly skimming the waistband of your skirt.

“We can’t - we shouldn’t,” you continued, once you were able to make sense of your fuzzy thoughts. You pushed him back gently, cool air rushing in to douse the heat of the moment. “Our friends have a whole thing. We’d only get in the way. It’s just a bad idea.”

His hands stilled on your hips. “I don’t understand. What about our thing?”

He looked so dazed and so adorably dishevelled that you almost felt sorry for him. It was late, Theo’s words sounded dangerously close to slurring, and if you were being honest, you should have left the party hours ago. You stroked his cheek absentmindedly before gingerly slipping out of his hold, recovering your shirt. You slipped it on, fumbling at rhe buttons with trembling fingers, and turned back to see Theo still watching you, uncomprehending, his swollen lips parted in confusion.

“Get some sleep, Nott. You’ll get what I mean in the morning.”

“Bye, Theo,” Ivy was saying now. “Give Ivan a kiss for me.”

“Should I feel him up while I’m at it?”

“It only seems right to give him the full experience.”

Ivy grinned as he walked off while you all but dragged her down the hall towards your next class.

“Aw, come on, Y/N, he’s not that bad.” She glanced at you, eyes twinkling with mirth. “You know, I always thought he has a thing for y-“

“Aren’t you late for Herbology?”

Ivy cursed as she fumbled at her wristwatch, hurrying down the corridor. In about a minute, she’d realise that she didn’t have Herbology today, but you decided to let her find that out herself.

Hours later, you were holed up in the library, desperately trying to plug your ears with all the ruckus going on floors below. Trying to focus was a losing battle.

“I thought I’d find you here.”

Your head snapped up too see Theo leaning against one of the bookshelves. Busted. To be fair, she was nowhere near the world’s best liar, so it was doubtful whether he had even believed her in the first place.

“Nott,” you greeted, in a pleasant enough voice. “Is that the time? I hadn’t realised the party had already started.”

The music continued blasting, more than audible to the two of them. Theo arched an eyebrow, slowly walking over, and you had the decency to look embarrassed over your bald-faced lie.

“I was planning to drop by later.”

“Well, you should.”

“Maybe I will:”

“It’s almost as fun as that last party ages ago.”

You stiffened at the memory. “Ah. Yes.”

Theo leaned over you, broad-shouldered and hypnotising. He dragged his gaze across you inch by agonising inch, undressing you with his eyes. You were starting to feel uncomfortably warm in your uniform. He dropped his voice.

“First and last time I see you in my bed, hmm?”

You choked, failing to suppress the shiver prickling over your skin. “That’s - stop it.”

“Stop what?”

“Talking like…that.” You felt your face heat up all over again, cursing yourself for your inability to even pretend to keep your cool in front of him. “Looking at me like that.”

His gaze flickered to your chest, so brief you’d have missed it if you blinked. “Like what?” 

You let out a frustrated, overwhelmed sigh, your brain becoming oddly fixated on the memory of his hands on your hips, travelling up your ribcage, at the nape of your neck, grip tightening on your waist -

“Go on. Use your words.”

His breath tickled the shell of your ear, the closest he’d been to you since that night. 

“Like…like you actually want me. Like I’m something special.”

“You are something special.”

You groaned and looked away. “I’m seeing someone,” you tried, half-heartedly. Theo snorted.

“What, that Davies guy? Yeah, like that’s going to last.”

You couldn’t even bring yourself to feel all that indignant on Davies’ behalf. Not that you were going to let Theo know that. “I’ll have you know that Mac is a perfect gentleman.”

“My point is-“ Theo started, irritatedly. You took a perverse sort of pleasure in ruffling his feathers. “- why the fuck are we talking about Davies when you could be in my bed, doing far more interesting things with that mouth?”

“Or maybe it’s something else entirely. Perhaps you like having me run after you. Is that where you get off, hmm? The thrill of the chase? Being a tease?”

“I am not a -“ you began hotly, before you caught the mischievous twinkle in his eye. You rolled your eyes. “You’re too cocky for your own good,” you muttered. 

“I thought you like me cocky,” he teased. His expression softened the next second and you watched him trace lazy circles on your wrist.

“Besides…I’ve never tried this hard to get into someone’s pants.”

You gave a shaky laugh. Theo bent down once more, this time to press a kiss to your lips, then another, and another, until you were lying on your back on the table, looking sinfully ravished, blouse long forgotten.

One night couldn’t hurt, could it?

[reduced-sour-cream]

Started watching ouran hshc with my partner and friends after smoking last night and damn

Opinions/rambling in tags lol feel free to read and disagree haha

[mantisgodsdomain]

i just wanna say that you're 100% right about Vi, i also wish people wouldn't just toss her aside like that, she's just as important to the team. like, she has depth dang it! she's more than just Funny Bee Who Likes Berries! also you're super right about people trying to squish Team Snakemouth into little nuclear family shaped holes. that's all, just wanted to give you a high five for complaining about stuff that also annoyed me

We've been chattering about it for... more than a year now, we think? Not necessarily via public venues, since this fandom's close-knit enough that stepping on toes is a major issue, but Team Snakemouth is a TRIO, not a duo, and trying to squish the relationship down to just "two dads and their baby kid" really just seems... reductive. Exhausting.

Vi's one of our favourite characters in the game, and it gets really tiring to see her treated as a third wheel. Even beyond the infantilization that's utterly rampant in this fandom, Vi, more than everyone else, gets things... sanded off, or just ignored. Either she's a bratty little kid who doesn't know better, or she's a background object, and that's just... taking a big chunk out of the team dynamic. She's got complexity! She's part of the team, not some random kid that Kabbu and Leif are dragging along on their adventures! She's a valuable part of the team, and she should be treated as such!

[iskinpeople]

Sebastian Solace NSFW/SFW headcannons :D

Fanart Links!: https://pin.it/4odQmKABG https://pin.it/7q8W2lYH1

Sebastian Solace x FEM!Reader

NOTE: I wanted to try a story making kind of headcannon- TELL ME IF IT'S OKAY

SFW:

He is (Even after you two started dating) sassy towards you and everyone else. He treats you the same as everyone else basically.

You huff. You just died to The Angler and paid the Ferrymen to come back. You crossed your arms at your fish boyfriend as he laughed his...Tail off? "How did–" He laughed again, using his hand to cover his face. "–How did you die to The Angler...AGAIN?" He wheezed. You just flip him off. "Fuck off, Sebi."

If you do die and not come back...He'll sound kinda sad when he meets you in the black room.

"You didn't come back this time..." He mumbled, going through all the files he had of the entities, holes, or turrets to show you what you died to. When he found it, he put it on the table, slid it over to you and opened it, showing you all of the information about the entity. You frown, your eyes scanning over it for a moment before you look away, crossing your arms. "Close it..." you mumbled, still looking away. He just sighs, and surprisingly? He doesn't say anything sassy towards you. He just complies and closes it taking it away. "Why didn't you come back?" "Because I spent all my Ferrymen coins on us. You really wanted me back so..." You huffed out, annoyed. "Right." He grumbled. He reached into his pocket and pulled out 3 Ferrymen coins and put them on the table and slid them over to you. "These are for free. For now, anyways..." You just smiled, "Thank you, Sebastian."

He likes when you stay with him in the shop. Why? Because he likes to brag about you. Well, it's more of silent bragging. He likes to show you off and likes you call you 'Honey' or 'Sweetheart' when there's another person inside.

Another person crawled through the vent and into Sebastian's shop. You were leaned against him and comfortable. They stared at you two for a while before exchanging information for supplies. When they're about to leave, Sebastian sparks up, "Aren't you forgetting something?" he smirked, they turned to face him..."What am I forgetting-" they mumble. "Sweetheart," Sebastian starts, you look up at him, "Show him where the keycard is." Sebastian smirks, you just sigh and point to the table. "Right there." they just nod at you, walk to the table, grab it, and leave.

Very overprotective. So when someone comes in, sees you and flashes you with the Flash Beacon, he yells. (And sometimes murder-)

"Excuse me? GET OUT!" he shouts as the man stands there with a smirk on his face. You were just flashed with a flash beacon. You couldn't really see much right now because well...You were just flashed. You rubbed your eyes trying to get them to see more than just pure white. You finally got your vision back when you looked at him, you could hear Sebastian growling. The man flashed you again, causing you to groan. "FUCK OFF, AGAIN?" You shouted. Causing Sebastian to growl louder, "WHAT DID I SAY? GET OUT." he pointed to the vent the guy came in from. The guy did listen but only to flash both of you once more, causing Sebastian to shoot him.

NSFW:

You get discounts pretty often

He railed into you, both dicks deep inside you, his tail covering the vent so that way you two could get more privacy. "All this for a discount, lovely?" He groaned. "God you're so loud..." He moaned. You kept moaning loudly, he was right...You were doing all of this just for a small discount.

As mentioned above, this man has two dicks because of all of the testing he's been through. Now he can fuck you and make you feel full or fuck you in both holes.

Both: "Which one do you want? Both or one?" He smirked at you. You went red, "It's...I-...Both..." you mumbled. He smirked and lined them up. It takes him a moment but he manages. He thrusts in and it's like heaven.

One: "I'll...I'll do one. I like the feeling of being full..." you blush, looking down. This also takes him a second because, well, he's trying to put them both in without hurting you to bad. He manages eventually and it feels amazing.

He likes when you grind against his tail.

As you hook your leg over top of his tail, he looks up from the files he had previously gotten. He gives you a look, "What are you doing princess?" He smirks. "You're busy, and I need you." You mumble, starting to grind. "Ok, have fun with that."

I'm gonna say, his fingers are amazing.

For having claws, Sebastian's fingers now are amazing. They're longer and can now hit the right spot without struggle. You moan as he fingers you slowly. He's gentle now, as to not hurt you because of his claws. "Oh god, faster please..." You moan out bent over the table. His smirk turned into a frown as he kept going the same pace. You could tell he was hesitant on it. You looked at him, silently pleading before he relented. He let out a sigh and moved faster. "Oh yes..." you moan out, "Just like that..." you mumble. Let's just say, he'll continue to go fast later on.

This because I couldn't find a divider I liked at the moment...Anyway!!! I hoped you liked it- Uh...Yeah-

Masterlist

[bonelotus]

Eddie Munson brain dump because I have too many thoughts to keep contained: Mild NSFW. MDNI

-He has the best hugs. You know the ones where you feel completely safe in their arms? Like nothing bad can happen as long as they're holding you? His hugs are like that.

-This boy is so starved for affection. We saw the way he gave Chrissy a discount just for being nice to him. Anytime you say something sweet or give him a gentle touch he just fucking melts.

-Aftercare king. He can get a little mean when he's in dom!space but afterwards he treats you like a goddamn queen.

-Speaking of queen, absolutely calls you stuff like Princess, Honey, Sweetheart. Refers to you and his guitar as 'his girls'.

-One time, you call him "dungeon master" jokingly but it turns out he really likes it. After that he always makes you call him "master" whenever you're fucking.

-Loves fucking you so good that you cry. At first, he was scared, thinking he hurt you (too much) but once he figured out the tears are a good sign he can't get enough of them.

-Has plenty of experience from the girls in Hawkins wanting to get some strange but has never actually been a relationship before you.

-You can never decide what he's most talented with, his tongue, his fingers or his cock. No matter what he's using, you're coming at least three times before he lets up (unless you've been bad and he's denying you orgasms.)

-Is an absolute dom but secretly gets a thrill and thinks it's ridiculously hot on the rare occasion when you take control.

-The mouth on this man is absolutely filthy. Once he knows you're into both degradation and praise he literally will not shut up when your fucking. Even when he's beyond words he's got the most beautiful moans and grunts.

-His hipbones and happy trail have you changing religion. Forget communion, you've got a new god to get on your knees to worship.

-Will make a point to kiss every part of your body that you're self-conscious about. Seriously, if you've got a hang-up about so much as your fucking fingernails, each one's getting a smooch.

-Fucking adores really sloppy blowjobs with just a hint of teeth.

-But he loves giving head even more than getting it. Eats pussy like a starving man getting his last meal. Would have you sit on his face all day if you let him.

-Loves marking you. Hickies, love bites, bruises shaped like his hands. Wants anyone who so much as glances at you to now that you're owned.

-The first time you get together, you're teasing him, telling him he isn't mean. Saying something like "You're such a sweetheart, the only time you can even pretend to be mean is when you're dungeon master." Eventually he gets fed up and pins you to the wall by your neck. He can feel your throat bob against his palm and you choke out, "I don't think this is having exactly the effect you intended it to, Munson." And when he looks down and sees you rubbing your thighs together the smirk on his face is pure sin.

[lilacevans]

meet some of the pete's place regulars!

˚ ♡ ✧.* : ̗̀➛ requests by: two anons, @welight-theway, @crokitheloki, @hansensgirl, @buggy14, @leaderofthebadbitchbrigade.

✧.*ೃ⁀➷ pete's place | the intro | opening night | the playlist ༊*·˚

this is a dark au/verse. minors need not interact. happy endings don't happen here.

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫

41 years old.

6’2’’.

Suburban dad with a dark side. 

Likes flashing the cash for a look as he doesn’t get much attention back home.

Never misses stopping by when he’s in town.

Has a type and it just so happens to be you.

Brings you gifts; new outfits, new shoes, gold chains, etc, every single time he visits the club.

Will spend the whole night promising you the world– and his wallet, if you just go home with him.

Top Three: Daddy Kink, Overstimulation, Praise Kink. 

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐫 𝐕𝐞𝐭

45 years old.

6’4’’.

Oh, what a nice man–

Warning sirens sound in the distance.

Danger! Danger! 

The man will make you beg, make you cry, rearrange your insides, make you fall in love and break you down all within a night.

The man is all kinds of fucked up. But knows how to hide it well.

Under Lloyds employement so like, you can guess the kinds of fucked up. 

Did awful things while serving in the army, brought some of that back home with him.

Protect you? More like slaughter anyone who gives you a momentary glance. 

Top Three: Rough (Violent) Sex, Service Kink, Corruption Kink.

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐲

28 years old.

6’1’’.

Cocky motherfucker, hot and he knows it.

The embodiment of a hyper puppy. 

Acts like he’s always got the zoomies whenever he’s in the club.

Annoys the absolute shit out of all the girls but he’s hot, so they deal with it.

Secretly a sweetheart but never shuts his mouth.

Gets a little too handsy when he’s had a drink– or five. 

Always asking Pete to loan him one of his girls for the night.

Don’t get him twisted, the guy FUCKS. and he's NASTY about it

Top Three: Dirty Talk, Deepthroating, Body Worship (receiving). 

𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐟

43 years old.

6’0’’.

Corrupt little wank, like’s to make Pete nervous when he comes around, but he’d never spill on the shady things as he likes the club’s views. 

Talks big shit but you’ll find him in the VIP rooms on a Saturday night. 

A little wrong in the head, but treat him right and he’ll make you scream. 

Can get a little rough with the girls when he's had a few.

Tight with money so always tries it on for a discount for not opening his mouth.

Has a big cock and is smug about it.

Likes 'em on their knees with an wide open mouth.

Top Three: Daddy Kink, Corruption Kink, Choking. 

𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐬 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐲𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐲𝐞𝐫

32 years old

6’0’’.

Troubled addict that’s in the club; Every. Single. Night.

Likes just to watch, girls kinda hate him in the club because he won’t even throw a dollar bill but will spend a paycheck on drinks and other things.

Spends money he doesn’t have, does the odd job for Pete when he’s in a little legal trouble which gets him the odd night in the VIP rooms.

Don’t underestimate him though.

Will have you crawling back for seconds.

While not the roughest by any means, get him high enough and annoyed enough, he’ll make sure you’re not walking for the next two weeks.

Top Three: High Sex, Overstimulation, Throat-Fucking. 

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐊𝐞𝐦𝐩 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐎𝐧𝐞

35 years old

6’1’’.

Idk, fam, somethings off about this one but we're gonna ignore it, okay?

Stares a little too long, kinda like he’s hunting.

Makes your heart race a little being around him– fuck or fight i guess. I know which I’m doing. 

Tips nicely but never wants a private dance, likes to watch and drop cash at your feet after.

Weirdo tbh. It’s not like he ain’t got the money. 

Sucks to be you if you decide to go home with him.

You ain't coming back, honey.

Top Three: Blood Play, Knife Play, Bondage/Rope.

*** if by chance, i have missed your req and you know you sent it before reqs were closed, please let me know asap so i can add it to this list!! thank u all sm for u patience. i love u all<33

[clemnchai]

Dealer! Ellie headcannon’s ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

dealer! ellie who’s your polar opposite. everyone was surprised when you two first came out. you’re sweet as honey and shy— outfits always a littlee skimpy. and ellie was… ellie. she loves it tho. loves having arm candy ♡

dealer! ellie who gets genuinely offended when you try to roll your own joints or even smoke without her. she’s such a baby about it. “what the fuck? where’d you get this shit from?” she picks up the tiny baggy with aggravation on her face. “well… you were busy els— and i’ve been stressed! y’cant be mad at me because you neglected me” you say with a small pout. “neglect—? ok ok. you’re not smoking this shit, man. how about this, i roll you a joint with my good shit and we can watch hello kitty island adventure—whatever the fuck and chill, kay?” safe to say ellie takes the ‘pretty girl’ discount seriously ♡

dealer! ellie who always rolls your joints in strawberry papers and bags your weed in cute baggies w hearts ♡

dealer! ellie who called you princess in a teasing way at first but it just…. stuck. ♡

dealer! ellie only lets you do her make up while she’s high as a kite. so now you’re here sitting on her lap putting mascara and eyeliner on her pretty red eyes. “els, stop moving. i’ll mess up” you stop and sit back to look at her while she smokes the last of her joint. “you’re lucky m’ letting you do this— how long does this take again? is this why you take so long to get ready?” you rolled your eyes as she rambled and she playfully pinches ur waist and smoothes her hand over. “done! “ you hand her a small mirror to look at your work. “cute. my lil’ picasso.” leaning in to give you a wet smooch that you dodge. “no kisses, you’ll ruin my work.” she huffs and sits up to effortlessly flip you over so she’s on top of you. you let out a girly squeal at the sudden change in position. “fuck that.” she says n’ then gives you wet, exaggerated kisses all over your pretty, giggly face ♡

dealer! ellie who does things because she knows it makes you nervous. she’ll take your cheeks in between her fingers and shotgun kiss you during the smoke sesh and chuckle at how you look at her w doe eyes:( or she’ll tease you in public— moving her hand a little too close to the warmth in between your thighs and pulling away when she hears your breath stutter. she can be so mean:( ♡

dealer! ellie who listens to 90s rap and r&b. also cannot fuck you without some r&b in the background. “sets the mood” she says. ♡

dealer! ellie who passes you the joint when fucking you:( “yea— yea. shit. you look so fucking good.” she pulls the joints from her mouth and blows the smoke away from your face. the way you cream around her strap makes her head fuzzier than weed could ever. “here— open up bun” she places the joint in between you lips and stares as you inhale— and eventually pull back to turn your head up to exhale. “mmh.” she gives a validating hum and smacks your ass— completely discarding the joint to kiss your red, pouty lips ♡

dealer! ellie who makes stupid jokes and conspiracies while high. “dude…. what do you think would happen if everyone farted at the exact same time. what if the world like— fuckin’— exploded or something.” “ellie.. what?” you cant contain your giggles at the auburn haired girls question. “what?? it’s a genuine question. what if all of our farts created a nuclear bomb. that’s kinda… scary. now i’m getting scared.” she said seriously— as if the made up situation could ever happen. “ellie.. that will never happen and i’m pretty sure your farts alone could create a nuclear bomb.” you joked back and giggled at her offended face. “okay…. you got me.” she’s so silly😭

dealer! ellie who only downloads social media so you can send her memes and things that remind you of her. her only instagram pics are scenery pics and pictures of you ♡

dealer! ellie who loves ass. that’s it. especially loves when you wear short skirts so when you bend down she can see your cute pink panties. sometimes she’ll pull your panties to the side and eat your pussy from the back till your knees are weak:( ♡

dealer! ellie who just loves her girl soo much!! you’ll often catch her staring at you and you get so shy— but all she’s thinking about is how lucky she is to have such a sweet girl like you belong to her and her only ♡

- ˚ʚ♡a ɞ˚

[obsessedwithlute]

What Hazbin Hotel Characters Are Doing In A CVS

Charlie - She's buying get well soon cards and Honey Nut Cheerios and she stops to wave and say hi to every. Single. Person. In the aisles. It's sweet but it also gets really annoying after a while. But you.... good intentions and all that

Vaggie - Stocking up for the apocalypse- canned soup, toilet paper, 100 boxes of Band-Aids, the works. She gets a lot of weird looks at the checkout aisle but she doesn't really care.

Angel Dust - He's buying makeup. In fact, he's become notorious at his local CVS for buying all the bright pink lipstick and eyeshadow. Although, he spends a lot more time at CVS than your average makeup lover...

Husk - He works at the CVS. Angel Dust only ever seems to show up on the days that he has a shift and for some reason, it always seems to be him going to help Angel in the makeup aisle. This went on for almost 2 years until one day Husk snapped and demanded to know why Angel was so goddamn obsessed with him. Eighteen months later, they're picking out the icing flowers for their wedding cake.

Lucifer - He is the CEO of CVS, the "big boss of hell himself".

Alastor - He is the CEO of Target and Lucifer's biggest rival.

Lute - She has been to CVS exactly twice in her life. Once was when she was six years old. She threw a tantrum within five seconds and was quickly ushered out of the store. The second time was thirteen years later and this was Adam's idea of a date. It was a blind date organized by their families because Lute had a shitty family trying to keep her in the closet. After that, she never entered a CVS again.

Adam - Adam is banned from CVS for screaming fuck in front of toddlers every time he goes to CVS. Lucifer has mailed his picture to every CVS and it must be tacked to the front door with the caption 'PERMISSION TO KILL IF HE ATTEMPTS TO ENTER'. There are theories that perhaps this rivalry is more personal than customer-service related...

Cherri - Cherri buys one thing from CVS and that is hairpins. Because they're the one weapon she can buy on discount AND sneak into Broadway theaters!

Sir Pentious - He loves Halloween candy, but he hates the holiday for a reason he tells not a soul. So he always buys those discount candies the day after Halloween and CVS loves him for it.

[hissnookipoo]

 ･ﾟ☆ ENVY!

wc: i wish I knew! (not proofread)

tags: nsfw, edging, jealousy, fem!black reader, flirtatious!satoru

“Y/N please….I can’t go on much longer.” The white haired man threw his head back. Whimpering in the agony he was suffering due to the immense pleasure. “Hell no.” Being quick with the man. “Now pick your head back up before I leave you like this. A fucking mess.” Scoffing to yourself. The man adjusted himself between your legs, picking his head up and looking back at himself in the mirror. “See? Was that so hard?” mockingly cooed to him, pecking him on the cheek. You resume the previous pace you were at stroking his cock, nails roughly skimming the sides of it.  It wasn’t long before he looked away from the reflection and his head, once again, sank back into the crook of your neck. “Satoru, don’t let me tell you again.” squeezing at his base, he jolted back up letting out a strained whimper. A man twice your size was acting like a baby due to your touch. His hands clawing into the pink sheets of your bed. “Please…” he pleaded out, ”Just tell me what I did wrong I swear I won’t do it again!” Yelping for you to spare him some mercy. It has been almost forty minutes now and his cock looked like it was going to explode any second. But you didn’t care at all, especially after the stunt he pulled today. “Think about what happened today, maybe then you’ll know.”

Satoru was a widely know flirt among the university you and him go to. Flirting was essentially his “superpower”. Doing it get anything he wants or just for the fun of it, doing it so much to the point it was a matter of habits. To the point where he did it subconsciously. Like today when you guys when out. A cute little ice cream date essentially ruined when Toru flirted too much with the cashier. But you never minded when he flirted as sometimes you got discounts or free stuff on the low because your man made them feel so special. This time though it was different, due to the fact it went on for five minutes!!! Tugging on your heart strings as the cashier also looked to much like you. Same lip combo, hair do (locs, braids, whatever u got!), even piercings. Satoru looking so comfortable, like he was talking to you.

“Please baby, I don’t know!” Biting his lip at the end to try to contain his moans. Ears, cheeks, lips, and tip were all red. Harshly gripping on your thighs as he started seeing stars. “Well let me jog your memory!” Thumb circulating his tip. Slacked jawed and eyes rolled, almost seeing all the white in his eyes. “Wow that lip combo looks really good on you! Is that elf and wet n wild?” Mocking his remarks from earlier today. Still dazed, you chirped out one more. “You have such nice brown eyes, looks just like honey.” Slurring at the end with your blood coming to a boil. His demeanor quickly turning from submissive to cocky real quick. Swiftly standing up, hovering over you. “So that’s what this is about?” cockiness laced with his words. “You’re jealous baby?” leaning down to your level with his cock mocking you too. Legs abruptly closing ,shying away from him. Satoru maybe was  a little slow sometimes but he knew you better than anyone. Slowly kneeling in front of you he intently kept eye contact. “Now you know I don’t want anybody but you right?” smirk cascading on his lip, still not breaking eye contact (THEM BIG BLUE ASS ORBS). You nod looking everywhere but him. His hand jumping at your face latching onto your jaw, making you look down at him. Other hand caressing your thigh. “Well looks like I need to show you that.” Slowly inching his face into the slice of heaven between your thighs. “The only one I need, angel.”

feel free to give feedback!

[lover-of-mine]

This might sound like a mess but hopefully you can distill. All the information that makes me laugh this week is that early on I (and I know others) tried to point out Buck is bi. Tommy doesn't discount his prior relationships. The woman weren't beards. There was zero reason why I should place Tommy above Taylor in the hyarachy of Bucks relationships.

So what that deleted scene showed me is that no Tommy isn't even close to understanding Buck like Taylor did. Because even after she moved in and knew he cheated on her, she still said the basic truth to Lucy. His 911 family is the most important thing to him.

Tommy couldn't even recognize in that moment that he shouldn't be cocky with Hen and Karen. Like freaking Hen?!?!?!? Not only with how you treated her in the past but also with how much Buck loves and respects her.

It really was a bad week for them when you have me up here holding up Taylor as relationship goals until Eddie breaks his glass closet.

Honey, every time I let Taylor set a bar, I feel like I'm losing my mind, but the thing is, Taylor did know Buck. From the second she comes back into his life "your life is nothing but meaningful relationships" she always understood that the 118 is Buck's family. She had the episodes with the firefam in s4, she made an effort with Eddie and Chris. She blew it eventually because they had issues loving each other in a way that felt like love for both of them, but she understood him. Everyone who knows Buck even a little bit knows Buck loves and trusts Hen. It's Hen. That scene was the perfect opening because even Tommy himself said he was jealous of the family the 118 built. There they were, handing him an opening, all he had to do was say one genuine thing. Just one. He couldn't even do that.

It really has been a week if we're out here thinking Taylor fucking Kelly would've handled a situation better oaksasokasasasok Tk 1.0 set the bar on the ground and the guy keeps digging.

I need Eddie out already, this is sad oaksaoskasokasasas

[ceilingfan5]

15 "Denim jacket with bleach-painted bone motif" & 11 "If they don’t smile at me today I’m going to eat an entire drum set" and taakitz 👀

“If he doesn’t smile at me today, I’m going to eat an entire drum set,” Taako rants, throwing his apron on the counter. He didn’t intend to get on this topic, and now the words won’t stop coming out of his mouth like a busted gumball machine shooting gumballs and quarters all over the floor. Watch out for some Looney Toons ass shenanigans, word listeners, because here comes a mess. “Like what the fuck? He’s too pretty to be allowed to live. He makes me want to hop in a peanut grinder and become Taako butter and live a better life between two slices of discount sliced bread, you know?”

“With jelly, or like-?” Ren grins at him, wiping down the counters, far too thorough. Taako’s got places to be. 

“Obviously with jelly, Ren, what the fuck do you take me for?” Taako grumps.

“Could be honey,” she shrugs pointedly, still looking very pleased with herself. “Maybe you two can become a sandwich together and ride off into a toaster sunset. Maybe you just need to say, hey, honey-”

“And just declare my intentions so boldly?” Taako puts a dramatic hand to his chest, scandalized as loudly as possible. “You can’t do this to me in the workplace, I’m calling HR.”

“Noooo, not again!” she giggles. “Seriously, though, Taako. If he’s cool enough to play in your band, and wear that sick jacket-”

“It’s got bleach-painted bones,” Taako moans, sliding down the counter and onto the floor. She daintly steps over him, and he briefly considers tugging on her apron strings. “And he plays the drums. And the bass guitar. And I think the cello?” Taako mimes playing a flute. “You know the one.”

“Yup,” Ren says, looking down at him as seriously as she can manage. “That one.” 

“And the guys–I can’t tell them. I shouldn’t even be telling you. No offense. I’m mysterious and private and I’m, I’m going to die alone, and,” he tips his head back, misjudges the distance, and hits the cabinet doors with a too-solid thunk that makes him yearn for the good old days, before stupid fucking phylum Chordata got any wise bone ideas. 

Now, wise bone ideas, he possesses a few. He snickers at his own head joke, and Ren gives him a generous half-smile. He sighs. 

“I don’t know. I don’t know,” he slides further onto the floor. She keeps cleaning, bless her. “I worry I’m not- I mean, obviously I am cool enough, natch,”

“Natch,” she repeats, not looking at him. He wipes an imaginary tear from his cheek while she can’t see. He’s trained her so well. 

“But what if we’re different flavors of cool and he isn’t into Taako butter? What if he’s, I dunno, fuckin- sriracha, or, or, or,” Taako gestures emptily. “Cubed cheese you have to get at an art exhibition.”

“You’re as cool as cubed cheese, Taako.” Ren sighs, giving up and half-laying on the counter. 

“I know that,” Taako snaps, warmed in the soul or something stupid like that. 

“And he’s a nerd who plays in a band and wants you to like his sick jacket. Just go, hey, sick jacket, and he’ll be like oh my god thank you for noticing, everybody thought I was too cool to come say hey sick jacket and I’ve been vibrating myself to pieces wanting to tell everybody the fine details of the bleach painting process, did you know that human bones are whack-ass shapes? Ulnas don’t look right. Ever.”

“Yeah, what is up with those guys, anyway?” Taako has to rotate his arm this way and that a couple of times, chewing her advice in his head. “I’m gonna fuck my drummer,” he decides, in perhaps not the same breath but certainly a consecutive one.

“Good, I’m glad. Can we close already? I hate to tell you this, but I do have a life outside my hero worship of you. I’m like, my own whole interesting guy.” Ren smiles, straightens up, and offers him a hand. 

“That can’t be right,” Taako muses, and he lets her pull him up. “You don’t even have a last name.”

“Do you?” She cocks an eyebrow, trying not to laugh.

“That’s debatable,” Taako says airily, and blows her a kiss. “You’re driving dessert tomorrow, bring your A-game. Your A+ game! No, your- uh-”

“I’ll bring my super diamond special reserve game!” she shouts, bouncing excitedly. “Thanks Taako! I hope your drummer wants you!” And before he can even counter that one, she’s off to lock the doors and flip the sign.

Taako’s going home and changing before band practice. Yep.  

[missvelvetsstuff]

Just A Number

Bucky Barnes x Older Reader

Summary: Reader meets Bucky at a party and the attraction is more than either one of them wants to resist.

Notes: Since most stories are younger readers I felt like having a more mature reader could be a nice change of pace. Especially since I'm creeping up on senior discounts and want to believe Bucky could fall in love with someone like me.

I try to keep my readers description vague but, as always, she's female, tall and this one is obviously 40+

Last chapter.......

Y/N looked at him with lust darkened eyes "Shut up and carry me to my room, Sarge."

Buckys breath caught "Anything you want doll, is yours."

Chapter 12

Warnings: swearing, tiny angst, fluff, dirty talk

***SMUT*** 18+ ONLY

Bucky grabbed the back of her thighs and whispered in her ear "Jump"

She almost asked how high but simply smiled and complied, wrapping her legs around his waist, robe falling behind her and night shirt pushed up to her waist, until he could feel her heat leaking through her panties.

"Jamie, please..." She moaned as he stopped to hold her up against a wall and kissed down her neck to the swell of her breasts.

He mumbled into her skin "Where is your fucking room? I need to be inside you sweetheart."

Y/N pulled one of her hands out of his hair and pointed to the stairs "Stairs, right, purple door." Then returned her hand to the back of his head and pulled him up to kiss her again.

They were halfway up the stairs when she bit his bottom lip and he almost stumbled "Careful honey, don't wanna distract me and fall down the stairs."

In a breathy voice she replied "I trust you to keep me safe, Sarge."

Bucky groaned "Do you even know what you do to me doll? So perfect." *kiss* "Smart" *kiss* "and beautiful" kiss*nibble*groan "and funny" *kiss*grunt "and so goddamn sexy I've been losing my mind." *panting*

"I don't think I had so many wet dreams even when I was a teenager. I couldn't share a room with Sam for fear he would hear me. Waking up most mornings with the whisper of your touch and sticky sheets."

Y/N giggled breathily in his ear "I missed you too, Sarge."

Bucky groaned.

He finally found her door and dropped her on the bed before closing and locking it. He looked around her room as he unbuttoned his shirt "So how's the sound carry around here? I suppose sound proof rooms would be too much to ask."

She giggled and he felt his cock throb before she answered "It's not completely soundproof but we bought this when I turned 21 and the trust fund from my biological parents came to me. Michael was still a toddler.

Dawn moved into the apartment upstairs when she turned 21, so with everything we made sure it's all very well insulated. She won't hear much and if we're too much she has fancy headphones."

She smirked at him "I hope you're not too shy because you're going to hear about it in the morning, whether she can hear us or not."

"Thanks for the heads up. I'll just have to make this night worth whatever she can come up with." Bucky kissed her hard before ripping off what little clothing she had and then stripping the rest of his clothes off.

When he was done he stood back to look at her, laid out on her bed like the most decadent dessert he had ever seen, and blushed at how she was checking him out right back.

After a moment she started feeling self conscious and moved to cover her body's evidence of child bearing.

Bucky growled "Don't do that doll, I want to see you."

She shivered as she looked down "You don't need to see my c section scar and stretch marks."

He shook his head "I want all of you, even the scars and imperfections. Don't hide from me. I have some nasty scars myself, you know."

"Yeah but yours are from combat, not taking a stubborn baby out or your skin stretching over the fat from two pregnancies that never quite goes away.

Fighting scars are sexy, definitely not the same."

"Let me show you baby."

He crawled up the bed, stopping to kiss and caress on his way up. He took a quick taste of her dripping heat and groaned at her sweetness. Before she could get too into it he moved up to kiss and nibble at her c section scar. He kissed and traced every one of the stretch marks on her hips, stomach and breasts.

"So beautiful" he whispered in awe of her beauty and willingness to share it with him. Thankful that Sharon hadn't ruined the best thing he ever had.

When he was up to her face he kissed her hard, trying to pour all his love for her into it. The love that scared him and seemed too soon but he didn't care anymore and couldn't think of anywhere he'd rather be than with her.

While they kissed he slowly slid into her drenched heat, the squelching sound just making him harder and needier.

"Goddamn doll, you feel so fucking good. So tight and dripping wet, I don't ever want to leave your sweet pussy." Bucky was rambling into her ear as he thrust into her, already gone for the feelings he had given up on controlling. The more he fucked into her the more that was chipped away at his restraint, the less he could hold back so deep into the moment and how she felt around him.

He sped up until he was slamming into her, hitting her spot every time he thrust into her, encouraged by her moans and whines, trying to become part of her, until he felt his orgasm creeping up and slowed back down. He reached down to rub her clit and groaned when he felt her tighten around him.

"Fuck, Y/N, I can feel you're getting close. I need you to cum for me sweetheart." He grunted, trying to hold his finish back until she came but it was getting to be impossible "Oh god honey, I can't hold back. C'mon baby, give it to me." He sped up "Yesyes, shitshit s'good baby."

Y/N was lost in the moment, in him and the feelings he brought, physical and emotional. She felt her orgasm rushing up on her and was too overwhelmed to do anything but shudder and groan and whine, "Jamie, please".

She felt him swelling inside her, becoming impossibly harder, before he painted her walls with his cum.

As he panted in her ear she couldn't stop the sob from escaping her mouth, her eyes filling with tears. She tried to speak but couldn't. She clawed at his back, needing him closer.

Bucky pulled back to look at her but she turned her head in an attempt to hide the tears from him.

"Y/N? Are you ok? Did I hurt you? Talk to me honey, please." He looked at her anxiously, afraid he had done something wrong.

After a few minutes she was able to stop the crying and looked at him embarrassed "I'm sorry, tonight has been very intense and I get emotional because, hormones." She smiled softly at him "You didn't do anything wrong, you were perfect and I'm....." She mumbled the rest so he didn't understand.

He wiped the tears off of her face, hoping she wouldn't notice his eyes were watery as well.

"You're what doll? You can tell me anything."

She shook her head "No, I don't want to scare you off. It's too soon."

"Too soon for what? I don't think there's anything you could do to scare me off. Just tell me." He coaxed.

Her face heated up and she was grateful for the darkness "I'm falling in love with you." She whispered so softly he almost couldn't hear. Almost.

Bucky smiled and kissed her all over her face then nuzzled in her neck before nibbling on her ear

"I'm in love with you too, Y/N. And I'm not going anywhere."

He got up to get a wet towel and clean them both up before he kissed her slow and deep, laying on his side and pulling her into him.

They both fell asleep quickly, sated and content.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Y/N was disturbed by knocking on her bedroom door and grumbled "Go'way, sleepin'.

The person on the other side of the door knocked harder "It's after noon, you bum. It's Sunday, you're late for brunch and the kids are coming tonite." Dawn kept knocking.

"Fine dammit, I'm up. Go'way."

Dawn laughed "Tell your soldier you have to eat to keep your strength up or you'll be a dead lay."

Y/N grumbled and tried to wake Bucky "James." She gently rubbed his right arm "Jamie. Time to get up."

Bucky grunted, rolled to his side and pulled her closer "Mmmm, five more minutes doll."

She shook him "No Jamie. It's time for food, you heard her."

He groaned again "Three more minutes?"

She shook him harder "No Jamie, now. You don't understand, she will come in here if we aren't up soon."

"I'm not afraid of your tiny sister."

Y/N chuckled "You should be. Don't let her size fool you. Besides I smell coffee and bacon. I'm hungry, dammit!"

She tried to crawl over him but he grabbed her and pulled her close with a smirk on his face "Yeah? Me too."

She kissed him hard, licked the tip of his nose then jumped out of bed while he was distracted wiping his nose off "Later sarge, a girls gotta eat."

Bucky grinned "I'll give you something-"

Dawn knocked again "At the table in two minutes or I'm coming in there."

Y/N stuck her tongue out at him and threw on some sweats and a t-shirt. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to fool around but I'm about to pass out from hunger."

"Fine" Bucky relented "but I'm having dessert after brunch."

As they went to get up they could hear the doorbell and the dogs barking. Y/N gave him a kiss before they headed for the front door to see who was there.

@supraveng @cjand10 @440mxs-wife @kandis-mom @dtba-grey81 @calwitch @ozwriterchick

Chapter 13

[cinnamonanddean]

Okay Smallville friends, here we go: finale time.

"And now, the series finale of Smallville" WHAT IF I'M ALREADY SAD

"Special Guest Star: Michael Rosenbaum" wow spoilers much?? I mean not for me obviously but for OG viewers. I would have SCREAMED.

Lois, sweetie, he could be saving people every minute he's doing anything, by that logic. Why is his working at the Planet, etc, any different than spending time with you?

Aww, bye Luthor Mansion. You've been a fun place to stage so, so many Clex fics. Hmm I wonder if there are more fics set there or in the barn loft? I'm torn between them, personally.

Kind of rich for Martha to complain about Clark moving on when she hasn't been around for years. "This is our home" okay but you left him here. He's had to cope without you. It's not fair to put the responsibility of keeping the past alive on his shoulders alone.

Oh no his vows 😭😭😭

I feel like we don't have enough time to wrap up this (rather dull) Darkseid plotline AND have a wedding AND bring Lex back? I know this is a double episode but still. Although I suppose Lex's scene will be short and right near the end.

Oh no her vows 😭😭😭

Again I ask: has there ever been a TV wedding that just goes smoothly?

At least Lois's dress is nicer than Lana's. That bow haunts me.

Is he gonna walk down with her AGGHHHH this is so sweet 😭

Uh oh. Lois girl, pay attention, that's not the right ring. Oh thank god for Chloe.

Can't believe they're doing this to Oliver ☹️ hasn't he suffered enough?

So wait: did Clark Luthor not have powers? Did I miss that? I swear he was throwing people around and shit.

Lol is that a Herve Leger bandage dress on Lois?

Agggh Tom does vulnerable so well. "I can't, Dad" just like a little baby boy, I weep.

OH GOD I KEEP FORGETTING ABOUT ALT!LIONEL, it's a fucking jump scare every time.

Oh my god so this Lex is a fucking Frankenstein?? That's...weird. A Frankenlex.

OH MY GOD HE'S GONNA TAKE TESS'S HEART

IS THAT MICHAEL?? Wait probably not, we didn't see his face.

YES GIRL KICK THEIR ASSES

YES GIRL KILL THAT OLD BASTARD!

God this Darkseid CG is so bad

Omg omg omg omg omg OH MY GODDDDD

Oh I hate when they take an already blurry photo and then CSI-style ENHANCE! it to magically unblur it

OH MY GOD OKAY HERE WE GO

I see one of the Franken-pieces was his sassy ass mouth. God I've missed him.

Lex, honey, you've been back for thirty seconds and you're already waxing poetic about how he says your name??? I see another of the Franken-pieces was the need to make every interaction so incredibly gay. "Yet...with a hopeful finish" oh my god honestly

Apologies in advance: I might have a comment on every line of this dialogue.

Oh dear, you can see the bald cap a bit when he raises his eyebrows. I remember Michael said the bald cap was more trouble than just shaving his head lol

Lord, it wouldn't be a proper Lex return without a history speech. HONEY I'VE MISSED YOUUU!

"that's the thing about memories: you can't forget them" mmmm I don't think that's true baby.

Oh gosh the vitriol.

"You and I - we will both be great men. Because of each other." Honey the WAY you talk about the two of you. THE VOICE CRACK. "We have a destiny together, Clark, only on different sides."

Everything he says sounds like a love confession I'M SO SORRY BUT IT DOES

Stop wait one fucking minute here. The last piece of Clark's little "am I strong enough to face this threat" puzzle, the last person to give him the courage and the conviction to do what he needs to do - is LEX FUCKING LUTHOR??? NOT LOIS NOT HIS PARENTS NOT CHLOE BUT LEX??????? oh my god what is happening that is INSANE OF THEM

I need to watch that again. Gosh I haven't done that since the Lexana scene from Fracture.

HAHA I missed Lex's joke about Lionel's heart the first time around. Why is he so funny

God Michael is so fucking good. He just elevates the tone. It's really what's been missing from these last seasons. The others are good - Tom is so good, I'm not discounting him at all - but Michael is on another level.

Hmm seemed a bit too easy killing the Prophets

Oh poor John Glover. This is Not Good. He was always so suave and cool as Lionel, this is a step down.

Aww look how far our sweet boy has come 😭 I'm so proud of him.

HE'S FLYING 😭😭😭

OH I DIDN'T KNOW WE GOT MORE LEX I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST THE SCENE WITH CLARK

Ahh jeez. I kinda came around to Tess. She wasn't Lex but she was fun.

Oh riiiiiiight, I forgot he gets his memory wiped. Again.

OH MY GOD THE LAST MEMORY IS HIM AND CLARK OF COURSE IT FUCKING IS

Lol what the fuck does he think is happening, now that he can't remember?

THE LUTHORCORP SIGN TURNING INTO LEXCORP THAT WAS SO RAD

Our baby finally in the suit 😭

Girl I don't think they just let you film the President like that. That camera is gonna be taken away IMMEDIATELY.

Oh yeah I forgot about Jimmy. That was...a choice.

ALL HAIL PRESIDENT LEX!!!!

"yes Miss Lane" "that's so hot" girl yes it is.

Oh the theme 😭 what an ending

That was so great. A bit hokey in parts, but overall such a satisfying finale. What a ride.

[pliablehead]

12, 17, 30

12. what’s some good advice you want to share? - i was thinking about this the other day in re: the ask that photoshop-pharaoh sent me about costumes, and what i want to say is: the best creative output I ever have, my best art/work, comes from when I go "wait a second, not only do I want to do this, I can see in my head exactly every bit of it and I know it inside and out" almost immediately. LIKE,, I'm not saying "ohhh you shouldn't have to Force art!! it should just come upon you oh so naturally via artistic inspiration and the Muse!!" because that is bullshit, but what it is is like,,, if there is something that you feel like you really GET and you HAVE, lean into that and trust that instinct, because 99% chance is, you're right, and when you go to do it it's going to be so fucking cool; invest your energies in the projects that give you that feeling rather than other ones that you're having to fight harder with

17. name 3 things that make you happy - • the local donut shop where I'm friendly with all the baristas and they give me the neighbor discount!! • my cat!!!!!!!!! and her perfect little speckled paws!!!! • having a Good Time With My Friends On Line!!!

30. what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier? - getting silly messages from my friends about our stupid Guys We Like..... weh. and also the honey garlic cream cheese bun from the asian bakery near my work. and beverages

[acatinafancyhat]

Watched Chess Netherlands today because... well, I can 🙃 It was surprisingly not all horrible. Definitely flawed and problematic but it had some parts I really liked! Of course I had lots of thoughts again so here is me venting them. 99% sure no one else cares about Dutch Chess but what the hell, tumblr is for screaming into the void right? ✨️

Act I

- You can instantly tell this is a Dutch production because the championships take place in what looks like a school gym. I mean we do our rubiks cube tournaments there. Is fine for chess, no?

- Explaining chess to the audience bc that's what the show is really missing

- Many Svenska Vibes

- Anatoly with an i is the most Dutch Soviet Russian i've ever met. Just, no nonsense. 'go take care of my children woman.' Calling each other names is how we show affection <3

- I will say the boys (Anatoli's kids) playing chess during the opening is a nice touch

- Story of Chess also has very to the point lyrics. "chess requires reticence so u don't kill each other" see now this actually sets up the show real well :)

- Awkward humor no one laughs at ✅️

- Anatoli's kind of a downer

- Freddie's sort of charming but his relationship with Florence is gonna be garbage i can tell

- strike 1: ableism

- (honestly he just reminds me of every Dutch white guy on tv)

- strike 2: assault

- Florence is already so done with his shit good for her

- also "with me there, he is brilliant" tru tru

- Singing Nobody's Side while random people have a lil party behind her?

- oh it's an excuse for karaoke ONIB

-Are they really gonna do the whole song though do we really need that

-lol Freddie pushes karaoke guy off stage so he can finish the song. honey this is a little early in the show to be getting this drunk what are you doing she hasn't even left you yet

- Arbiter leads morning exercise... ok well why not

- No dancing during the chess game. It's cool we can just watch two guys play chess from a distance for a couple minutes. Fun times.

- Freddie sticks his gum under the table real subtle like he hasn't got multiple cameras pointed at him right now

- Actually on second thought i think the chess game might be better without the dancing. Characters are doing interesting things. The contrast between Anatoli sitting stiffly at the table while Freddie is prancing around fistfighting the cameras is Most Amusing :)

- Did he just try to make Anatoli's move for him omg 🤣

- Freddie @ arbiter "uh it might be time u keep things under control around here" and off he runs HE'S SUCH A LITTLE SHIT ngl i kinda love him here

- However Florence's defense of him just seems completely unreasonable considering toli literally just. sat there. the whole time.

- Anatolyi gets the 'i'm ridiculous' monologue like in Svenska

- 'Hey my people killed your people oops now let me sing a song in the language you probably don't remember and it's somehow romantic and not creepy or overstepping any boundaries at all :)'

- Running away from Molokov in a shittier version of Svenska. Meh. But again they are aware of the lack of embassies in and around Merano which I do appreciate bc i'm pedantic like that

- Freddie: hey what's she doing with that Russian

Freddie: hmmm idk

Freddie: they're definitely talking abt me tho 🤨

- Flo & toli have a healthy conversation about the fact that he just left his kids behind i support that!!

- However this timing/setting for Anthem sucks. He's just singing it to Florence. And it's literally about how he misses his family? Weak. This needs to be an epic declaration of love for his homeland to all the world not whining to your girlfriend. Ugh can't believe they fucking ruined Anthem!

- So far all of this strikes me as discount Svenska but without the investment in Flonatoly and the only thing it's really got going for it is a handful of good lines BUT we'll see about act 2...

Act II

- Why the fuck would you start your second act with Merchandisers?

- Nice audience interaction though, it doesn't completely not work

- But following it up with Heaven Help My Heart is hmmmmmm really not ideal pacing-wise.

- Freddie's woman verse is even more cringe in Dutch i can't accurately translate it but it's so..... yikes..... The word he uses instead of "woman" ("popje") literally means "little doll/puppet" (but with slightly different connotations). It's sometimes used as a term of endearment but in this scene it is very much derogatory and ew.

- "here I stand wondering / if I ever knew you / have I ever really known who you are?" I like this translation!

- Pity the Child pulls no punches (does it ever?) He's so pathetic, he's such an asshole, and as a teacher I weirdly feel this one (at one point he talks about how no one ever noticed him at school either and just... oof don't get me started). Also the desperate rapid-fire chess game he plays against himself in the musical break and during the final verse--that needs to be in more versions holy fuck go watch this bit it's GOOD!!

- The Deal but without a political angle. Fascinating.

- No

- no. no no no i hate this i hate this Freddie wouldn't sacrifice his game not even for Florence NO. CANCELED.

- Interestingly instead of honey/parner, Freddie uses the same word as in the woman verse when he's talking to Florence during The Deal but this time it's the endearment variant. That's a little bit problematic.

- Molokov's plan is still to bring Flo and Sveta together even though Anatoli is now supposed to win 🤷‍♂️

- Anatoli casually downs several shots of liquor (vodka?) during Soviet Machine. not sure this will help him win the game but at least he sleeps through Russian Guy screaming that final whoooooooo high note in his ear

- Florence tests Freddie's chair... demands they bring a different one... is she still working for him? idk. I'm guessing it's meant to be sweet but it just looks silly to me idk

- Fuck reverse I Know Him So Well honestly. "he wants me / no he wants me" boo fucking hoo. You two deserve each other.

- Oh! Oh! Talking Chess, yay! 😁

- Gosh this is actually really cute?!? Freddie literally just came to discuss this random chess gambit he came across and thought was interesting? Nothing even to do with their current game just 'hey found this thing i thought you might like and i like and can we be friends now i really like chess 😶'

- Unlike in Svenska and RAH, I actually don't know for sure who is going to win this game. They do a good job of making this really about chess in the end. I like it.

- Freddie reminding toli it's about chess even during their match now that is the freddie i came to see!

- He calmly sips his water as Sveta and Florence are physically removed from the premises

- It is Quite Unfortunate that this production hates women...

- Really they seem to only be here to get in the men's way. Ugh.

- I don't support any of the relationships except Freddie and Toli being pen pals and playing long distance chess for the rest of their lives.

- Ending feels a little OOC but still nice to see some healthy Freddie & Flo interaction for once 😌

tldr; not the worst production out there, worth watching if you've already seen Svenska and don't mind Freddie being the most likeable character. (okay likeable is not the right word he sucks but, you know. He reminds me of RAH Freddie but slightly more yike.) PTC and Talking Chess are highlights!

[arcplaysgames]

hey guys have you met kanji tatsumi

he's like the best dude

wait lemme sum up other stuff first before getting to my good good punk boy

I'm good enough friends with shrine fox that he'll give me a discount on healing which is good because HOLY SHIT THIS BITCH IS EXPENSIVE, what the hell. 9 THOUSAND yen, bro? what the fuck. i'll just go home and sleep thanks.

Hung out with Yosuke and like the retail core of my soul just shrivels and dies every fucking time because yep YEAH YEP THAT SURE IS A THING.

Like... it is horseshit the amount of hours retail sucks out of your life, but leaving other people to take on your hours and thus grind that other person further into the ground just. hate it.

Yosuke is both trying not to be The Junes Kid but everyone around him expect him to basically be a ad hoc manager and that shit fucking sucks so much, I'm sorry, dude.

also he burst into Reverie's room looking for porn. ah, life before the more widespread proliferation of the internet and its cavalcades of erotic content. someday, yosuke, you will be able to just look up tiddies.

i know everyone has probably said all of this already but out of everyone, yosuke feels the most like he's Trying to be hetero and it's painful to see.

Over in the Hierophant SLink, I got enough eloquence to talk to Dojima and this conversation took me tf OUT. Dojima, you HAVE to try harder, Nanako hangs out more with my high school friends than you and it SUCKS.

That said, the whole family working on the garden is very heartwarming and gives me hope. Dojima needed me to level up my stats to even TALK to me, so there is this gap he has to bridge to reach out to Nanako, and it's painful to see because I'm sympathetic but also you GOTTA do better, Dojima. This is not optional.

I read the first few chapters of My Immortal.

AND IN THE SUN SLINK THERE IS LIKE SO MUCH FUCKING DR-- drama. there's. drama in the drama club. i see what they did there. Yumi's mother collapsed. but ho ho!

It turns out that her deadbeat dad collapsed and mom lied to get Yumi to come, and it's a fuckign MESSSSSSSS.

Then in the fucking Adachi SLink that apparently exists??? The game gave me the option to flirt with him and he actually let me down very smoothly, which.

WHY IS THIS HERE? Was there a hankering for this weird side character to get an SLink? I'm baffled.

And then Nanako asked me why people die and I am not equipped to handle that one, honey! Not yet! Whoo boy! Your dad sucks!

here nanako, do you have a psp? play this game, persona 3 portable, it'll explain everything, okay? make sure to use the arcade games to boost your stats, you'll be fine.

KANJIIIIIIIIIIII

hang on the entire scene with him is so good i need another post, brb