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kenlvry · 2 years ago

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could u do reader and team stan or team craig (u pick) going to a roller skating rink but the reader doesn’t really know how to skate?

ice skating with reader

an, ALSO HELLO I ACCIDENTALLY MADE IT ICE SKATING I'M SOOO SORRY.. i love both teams so uh uj uh im doing my favs, stan kyle craig kenny tweek and clyde, if you want the rest pls request again love muah also listened to russian roulette while doing this. no pronouns used (use of 'girl' in clydes)

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clyde

clyde was pretty bored and it has been long since you two went on a date together, so after searching up "places to go with your partner" he decided to go with ice skating, you love ice skating right?? you had no fucking idea how to skate but since he wanted to go you just agreed 🤷 . you both picked your roller skates and clyde entered the rink first "cmon y/n!" he skated the entire rink and you still haven't entered "whats wrong?" he said stopping and looking through the glass "clyde.. I can't skate" he had to held in a laugh fr, he said he'll help and you agreed,

he held your hand as your left foot was on the ice before you could lift your other leg you fell and did splits, he wish he could laugh ong. you got the use of it, he would skate here and there and ur just struggling to move and inch, he grabbed your arm and skated around "CLYDE CLYDE SLOW DOWN" he didn't stop and you kinda just skated, thats one way to get yo girl to skate.

he'd do an outside edge stop "clyde stop im going to slash your face with the roller skate" "yup okay noted." , you two eventually were skating, it just took 7 falls and 3 holding onto random peoples arm. you can obviously tell that clyde wanted to laugh "... you can laugh" "LMAOOAOA THE WAY YOU FELL HELP"

he'd tease you for awhile until you had to force him to stop. it was still sweet nonetheless, the way he holds your hands throughout the whole thing.

kenny

kenny is the rizzler fr, he'd ask you to go ice skating with so he can rizz you up. like for example youd skate around and he'll skate pass you while winking, he was imagining all the things he'd do, little did he know you had no idea how to skate.

he just immediately went in to skate and skated around searching for you just to realise your on the seats watching him through the glass "wyd, come in" "ken, i cant skate" he just stared shock, all his plans were ruined. he thought to just have fun and teach you, he held you hand as you entered the rink, when you were in he let go and you immediately fell but he caught you, he held your waist and you two were holding intense eye contact, rizzly bear who???

he holds your arm while skating and say things like "I'm gonna catch you if you fall dw" "don't you trust me? its okay" but then proceed to laugh when you fall. he's still sweet though, he genuinely teaches you and praises you when you actually skate on your own.

you fell on top of a random guy and was just staring into each other, kenny pulled you up and asked if you were okay and just pulled you aside, that was suppose to be his moment and he'd try to recreate it just to have some random girl fall ontop of him, he pushed her off and went to you though. it was a funny but fun date ngl, you loved it sm.

kyle

i like to think that kyle is a master of ice skating, he'd do a axel a salchow a lutz and a loop and everyone clapping at him. you just clapping from the glass hes like bro i did all of that for u to just sit down?? "kyle, i can't fucking skate" he laughs softly at that and teaches you.

but no he doesn't teach you how to skate like a normal person he is a whole coach "okay im gonna teach you how to do a spiral and then a layback spin" "kyle i cant even get on the rink without falling backwards and blow my head up" hes just like 🧍 oh. he still teaches you though, hes holding your arm while you get on rink with shaky ass legs and has such patience with you.

he'd teach you how to balance and how to stop without having to fracture your spine. he would try to impress you by doing moves ong. all in all ice skating with kyle is the best

craig

his ice skating skills are average, he can move around maybe jump a little but thats it, you on the other hand can't even walk in the skates. he smiles at how you can't even walk on to the rink. "here lemme help you" one hand on your arm and the other on your waist. hes so gentle with you and when you two actually skate he'd stare at you the whole time

he has to hold in a very big laugh when you fall on your ass for the 19373938 time. you almost fell and some guy hold your hand so you were stable "you okay?" he said and you smiled saying yes, craig immediately gets inbetween you two "you okay babe?" you just smiled and nodded, you'd go skate on your own and craig just flips off the guy

he's the type of guy that every girl fall inloves with at the ice skating rink but his eyes are fully on you, you two were smiling the whole time acting as if you two married blushing at each other and catching each other. everyone was lonely ong 😞

ice skating with him is the most romantic thing and you wish you could repeat the whole thing again.

stan

i think stan is also like a pro at ice skating, he'd go there to release stress so he's a pro. he's doing quads and spinning 4 times, your surprise he hasn't puked yet. by the time his yuzuru wannabe action is done his hair is a mess and every girl is looking at him fr

"why aren't you skating?" he asked through the glass "stan I can't skate fym why I'm not skating" he smiles and asks to help. he is very gentle and patient with you, he holds your arm while you set foot on the rink, if you fall he's fast with it. he sometimes want to laugh but you'd glare at him before he can

he'd totally leave you to continue his yuzuru wannabe action, everyone is clapping and throwing roses and ur just at the edge falling down every second with the 😒 face on. he would pull you around while he skates, it was cute asf people were filming it and posting it everywhere. he's skating backwards looking at you holding your hands smiling and its like the world revolves around you two 🤞

you two would go home to find the both of you viral, you make a mental note to always go skating with him from now on

tweek

tweek himself can't skate what makes you think he's gonna help you??? jk, before asking you to go skating he'd ask every single one of his friends to skate, if you were to go to ice skating rink during fridays ur gonna see tweek skating not moving an inch and the others going "WOOO YESSSS TWEEK"

he eventually can get the basics, but he can't enter the rink without holding on to someone's hand, you tell him you can't skate and it was the perfect chance. he remembers what tolkien taught him and tells you the same thing, although hes shaky the whole time he sometimes fall but its okay you didnt laugh.

he's skating while holding your hand so he doesn't loose you. occasionally looking back to see if your okay, you two would stop for awhile to take a breather. it was cute and you two would definitely not go again bc wtf you two suck ass

#south park #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x y/n #south park x you #kenny mccormick #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #clyde donovan x reader #clyde donovan #tweek x reader #sp tweek tweak #craig tucker x reader #craig tucker

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haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll · 8 months ago

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Tracklist:

Fired • Cake • Liz • Michael • Sugar • Liquor Store • Anthony Kiedis • wyd • Guerrilla • Quiet On Set • Volkiano • Front Tooth • Grumpy Old Man • Buttermilk • Sally • Sexy Villain • Buzz Me In • Street You Live On • Street You Live On (Live)

Spotify ♪ Youtube

#hyltta-polls #polls #artist: remi wolf #language: english #decade: 2020s #Contemporary R&B #Alt-Pop #Indie Pop #Synth Funk #Pop Rap #Neo-Soul #Bedroom Pop #Funktronica

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makedua4me · 7 days ago

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wyd rn @ me in five years

yooooooooo, warya asalamalaikum wa rahmutullahi wa barakatu, wagwan, what’s poppin. Hey Hassan, let’s hope you're alive and well first rq. We in the East Village rn at the Griffins’ place. I wonder if they still good. I’m broke ASFFFF rn, like insanely, man, but I just had our fav combo: Arizona and watermelon Sour Patch Kids. I been making good music but still haven't chosen a path, even though I still don't think I need one. Been here in NYC for two months—still no job, not many listeners, but they gon come, I’m sure of it. I’m obsessed w selvedge, preme, and Yohji, but enough about me—how are you? We listening to Honestly, Nevermind right now.

Bro, where you at right now? Did you go home? Did you make NYC home? Did you get over it, over them? How’s Greg, Misk, Hooyo? Did you win a Grammy? You prolly ain’t even submit. You still wearing Japanese clothing? Who you do songs with? Did you finally learn how to shut the fuck up? Did you sell out NYC, LA, London, Paris, and Tokyo yet? How's our hairline lol? Do you have any kids?? Did you build a crazy supporter base? If so, when did it happen? Cause rn, holyyyy, it’s looking dim. Where's your main crib right now? Bro, did you fold? Please don’t tell me you folded, wallahi. Did you start producing everything yourself? Did you get Misky 100Gs to get her off your back? Does Hooyo have a crib from you? How many times have you been back to Minnesota? Did you get the job in NYC? Did you get all the cosigns? How the fits looking? Dude, you better still be on deen even though you lacking right now. (Between me n u, did you secure all the bags you said you would?) I wonder if you remember who I’m stressing about right now.

Even if you ain’t do all the shit I said, I’m still excited to meet you.

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r0zzk1ll · 8 months ago

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hello hi i seen that tempting ask button n it dared me to ask you something so have some random questions for you to enjoy (feel free to not answer any/srs /gen) hope ur havin a good day

what is ur favorite type of music? (country, pop, hard rock, etc etc)

favorite restaurant?

have you ever fallen off a swing as a kid?

do you believe in ghosts?

favorite vine? (if you don't know what vines are, ignore this question)

HIII HEELLAAWW ^_^!!1 omg i answered this and then i accidentally closed out tumblr so i have to do ti all over Again!! Sigh >_<'

my favorite type of music is definitely jungle/electronic music like prodigy and the run lola run/the matrix soundtrack kinda stuff. i also very much enjoy late 80s/early 90s hip hop like das efx and a tribe called quest. i could literally go on forever abt music i loveMusic i love listening

my favorite resturant is probably this local thai place that's near me, they make probably the best fried rice i've ever had

i'm not sure if i remember falling off a swing, but i have gotten a lot of face plants in my time idk how i haven't broken My nose yet HELEPEM

of course i believe in ghosts My doors creak open sometimes at the middle of the night and sometimes i hear the floor creaking like footsteps when my family isn't home (which is msot of the day). like Sid wyd get outta the bathroom! :/

favorite vines will always be tyler the creator's. my motto in life is.. if u doodoo on urself.. .. and i live by thag :)

#i only jsut got to this ask today i was so distracted by homework yesterdau #so sorray #i could make a whole post abt my favorite music genres tbh #tyler the creator and khalid save me #i also rlly enjoy metal but specifically like #white zombie and soad and ministry yk #the utterly strange and weird #AND PRIMUS!!!!!! PRIMUS SAVE MEEEEEE #ok sorry Hi #rosey rambles #silly asks #simmeons

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ccomilk · 1 year ago

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a sorcerer proclaims that an asteroid is going to hit earth in a week's time and he can stop it by casting a spell. the cost is that all media and memories relating to either TMNT or TMA (your choice) are permanently wiped from history and you are eternally damned with being the only person who remembers them.

wyd?

hmmmm ok so on one hand tmnt is my current fixation and i would literally die if i wasn't able to talk to people about it however i feel like tma had the bigger cultural impact so the current online culture would change DRASTICALLY without it in the collective conscience. so i think tmnt would be the better one to erase. however i'm not really fixated on tma anymore so i wouldn't really mind as much if i could never listen to it again (it is very long), whereas there are so many tmnt renditions i haven't experienced that i really want to, so then ig tma would be better to erase? plus tmnt has been around since like the 80s so that's also had a massive GENERATIONAL impact. thus i think tma would be the one to destroy. plus then the tma AU morgan lives in would technically be canon bc i'd be the only one who knows about it. yeas <3

#coffee talks #balert #so final answer destroy tma

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jazz-miester · 3 years ago

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Let's talk about this like adults.

I am. And I'm pissed. More so at myself than you.

Pairing: N/A

Characters: Y/N. Optimus Prime. Others mentioned in passing.

Reader type: gender neutral human

Song: why'd you only call me when you're high- Arctic monkeys.

Warnings: Angst. Manipulation. Mentions of past abuse.

An: This is a vent. And based on actual things this person has said to me and some of its quoted directly. I thought he was a friend and honestly. I'm a fucking idiot for thinking that. People change a lot in 11 years man.

But ya. This is entirely through text. This person and me.

And maybe this is a lot my fault as well. I accepted the damn compliments even after I told him I didn't want a relationship. Maybe I led him on.

Maybe I'm not as alone as I think I am.

It was late at night when the message came. Long after you should have been asleep. A ding! Chimed from your battered phone. It showed a name you haven't seen since you were ten.

:Hi! I know it's been a long time and you've probably have forgotten about me by now. But it's (redacted) From school?

Like a fool you smiled. Curled up a little tighter on the couch with your blanket. Heart pitter pattering with excitement. Old friends meeting! How great was that?

You stayed up for two hours. Talking. Catching up. It was nice. Even as sleep called to you and the sun begins it's rise over the horizon. Truly. It was. Until the next day.

:I had a crush on you. You know that? One of those kiddy, puppy love things.:

God. You just started talking. Was that a weird thing to lead off with? You didn't know.

"Are you alright y/n? Your heart rate has increased. " You glanced up from your phone. Caught Ratchets concerned look. Prime looking from behind him. Digits poised in the air. Normally that meant you were hurting. About to have a week long migraine.

You shook your head. Gave a smile. "It's nothing. Honestly. Just a weird text." Ratchet hummed. You felt more than saw him run another scan.

"Alright then."

June gives you a knowing look.

You type back. Brushed the message off. If you ignored it maybe it wouldn't happen again. And it didn't. At least not for a couple more days anyways.

Coffee. Sweet, dark, coffee. The smell surrounding you as you waited for it to finish brewing. Sitting in the counter impatiently as you scrolled through Pinterest. Trying to find some sort of inspiration on what you should draw next.

Your phone dinged. Buzzed in your hand.

:Wyd?:

You wanted to ignore it. Go on with your day. Have your morning in peace. You didn't want to have the dread bubbling in you. Simmering like a pt on the stove. This was your friend. You should be excited.

Right?

:Not much honestly. Making coffee.:

Speaking of which. You pulled your mug down. Black. Old. Had a few chips in it. You've had it since you were fifteen. You're twenty one now.

You two talk. Nothing abnormal. How's it going. Plans. Things that's happen since you've last talked.

Family.

The. He dropped a bomb. No warning. No reason. Nothing leading up to it outside the fact you were talking about parents.

:Ya. They were pretty abusive to me.:

I. You. What?

Your stomach turned and no longer did you want the blueberry muffin you had been so excited for the day before.

Pain pulls at your temples. The start of a headache as you begin to stress. How in the fresh fuck do you answer that? What in the fraggin pits do you say?

_Im sorry you went through that and had shitty parents_?

_Fuck. Hope you weren't tramatized_

You swallow thickly. Stare at your phone. Your hands shake. You take a breath and answer back.

Feel sorry for him .

Tell him it's ok.

Its fine. You're here.

He's forcing you to listen.

You go to work that day uneasy.

He texts you again later that day. Not a single word is mentioned about your last conversation. No thanks for listening. No sorry for just. Just venting unannounced.

:Can I tell you something?: You glanced up from your phone. Miko smiles at you from her spot on the couch. Curled up with a large chocolate milkshake and her notebook. Doodling away.

You agreed to watch her so Bulkhead could go on patrol.

: Sure. What do you need to tell me.: Your stomach turns. :As long as I don't end up in a documentary we're good lol.: Something funny. Please let it be something funny.

: I think I have a crush on you. Not one of those kiddy ones either. Like a real one. And you make me so happy. I'm glad I'm able to talked to you again.:

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"Y/n?" You glanced up at Optimus. Smile. He tilts his head. Studies you. Then goes back to decoding.

You let out a shaking breath. What to say what to say?

: Honestly man if I wasn't so awkward I'd know what to say lol. But I'm glad I was able to make you happy?:

:🥺 lmao I get that. I've been low-key flirting with you this entire time. And now? I'm gonna open up the flirt gate.:

"Shit." Please don't. God please don't all I want is a friend. Optimus glances up at you again. Despite not wanting to you ignore him. Pretend it didn't happen.

After going back and forward with him you go to Miko. Asking her if she did her homework. Looking for some sort of distraction.

The next conversation was better. For the most part. He wondered why you weren't talking as much. You explained you get migraines. Man went off about how he was always worried about you. "Even when we were little."

The conversation steered. Talked about x box's and games. About Skyrim and Dragon age. About how you were excited to start playing Halo after your sibling got you back I to it.

It was good. This conversation. You liked this one.

You talked like friends.

A couple days later. You're watching YouTube on your phone .

:So I may be getting jumped soon.:

:Gun.:

Your response is immediate. Your stomach whirls. Aches. Dread .

:Because I said it’s not my fault that this guys family in the past were slaves and shit like that. I said that was many years ago. And that my family wasn't slave owners. Like damn.:

Shit shit shit. You spill your coffee. Ice and creamer flowing over your wooden table top. You throw an old towel over the top of it. Cleaning as you typed back.

:If you're really worried you could tell the police?:

:Nah he's to much of a wimp to do anything. And besides. I've had knifes pulled in me before so I'm not worried.:

Not worried? No fucking worried.

You sit down in your chair. Phone landing in a mess of creamer. You lead over. Head between your knees. Try to breathe.

A migraine.

You had a fucking migraine.

He didn't get hurt. Thank fuck. Oh thank fucking God. The next day you were still hurting. Calling in to work and letting them know. Telling June to let the Bots and kids know it may be a few days.

Relief.

The two of you talked about games. Halo. Master Chief.

That's all you wanted with him. A friend. Platonic friendship.

Not.

Not everything else.

Was it you fault?

Did. You shake your head. Go on talking.

:Hey baby girl want to send pixs back and forth😉:

Your stomach turns. Anger flashes through you. All you fucking wanted was to cook dinner.

June and Jack talk in the living room. Miko and Raf go over homework at you kitchen table. Now stained by coffee.

:This better be a joke cus I will through hands.: Your phone clattered on the countertop. You go back to frying chicken and getting tofu ready for June.

He apologizes. Says his account got hacked. Tells you he changed the password.

Did you overreact? You feel bad. He's your friend. Give him the benefit of the doubt.

You joke with him. Tell him you've seen worse out of Tumblrs Bots. Finish up dinner. Tell June and the others goodnight. Send Miko off with the rest of the apple pie.

:If I ever find out some guys asks you for nudes let’s me know. I’ll fight their asses.: You roll yours eyes. Like it would be his problem or place.

:Assuming I wouldn't first?:

He laughs.

:Okay lol. Shit I’m actually kinda embarrassed to ask this. But what if I asked. I'm not asking for any. Just curious.:

You toss your sponge. Suds scatter to the floor. Anger. And something else you can't place. Guilt? Shame?

God you were overreacting again. Right? That had to be it.

:Hard pass. Not my cup of tea.:

:Ok good. That's the answer I wanna hear.:

What the fuck is that supposed too mean?

He thanks you for letting him know. You try to brush it all off. You two send gifs back and forth.

Then he asks.

And you wanted to scream.

: So. Question.What would you do if I accidentally sent you a pic of my you know what. Lol. What would you do. Laugh at it. Because of how small it is. 😂 because I laugh at it.:

:lol. I wouldn't scare you with it.:

And you ignore him.

:Since the weirdness is gone wyd?:

:hey.:

:Are you mad at me?:

A picture.

:Table for one.:

You were talking to Prime. Asking him if he'd be able to help you haul your old truck to the mechanics. Somethings busted in it and you can't figure out what.

Your phone dings.

:I might be getting fired tomorrow.:

You ignore it. Prime arches a brow.

"Should you not answer that? I have heard it is not polite to. What did Miko call it." He looks to the left. Then back. "Ahh. Ghosting. It is not polite to. Ghost. Someone."

You laugh.

"I think this one is unique Prime. I." You look down. Clutch your phone. It dings again.

A picture of a car. The corner of the fender busted. Despite not wanting to. Really. You wanted to make sure he was ok.

You stuck your phone in your back pocket. Turned your full attention on Prime.

"Will you though? I have the hitch for it and everything. If not it's fine. I think Fowler might have a pick up we can use to haul the damn thing." Your heart pitter patters at the look Optimus is giving you.

Intense. Concerned. Optics soft.

"You are stressed." He leans in closer. Helm a hairs breath from where you are standing. He pulls back. "You have been this way since "the weird message." Is something wrong?"

You swallow thickly. You want to tell him everything. Optimus has been your official-unofficial guardian since meeting the Bots.

And Adult you were.

But you were young. Still learning.

"Do. Do you know how to tell if someone truly wants to be your friend. Or if they're just using you to vent. To be a bouncing board for their emotions." You look up at him. You want to cry. "He. He says he likes me but. I just want a friend. Not a relationship."

You look down. Heat flooding your face.

"Y/n. I'd this person truly cares they would take your emotions and feeling into consideration." He bumps you with a finger. "What is wrong? Please. Tell me."

And you did. All the messages. You told him about the calls. Who he used to be to you.

Optimus was holding something back. You could tell. The tires at his legs whirling and spinning like when he was in battle. Vents hissing. Jaw tensed.

"This happened to Elita. Once." You tilt your head.

"Elita? Thats a pretty name." He smiles at this.

"A pretty femme as well." He softens. "She had a friend from her days in the academy. And he contacted her again at some point during the war. Long after me and her had bonded."

Bonded? Like married?

"Elita. Despite everything, and she is a very strong femme in her own right. Determined to do this on my own. But this mech would not take no for an answer. So I delt with it upon her asking." You fold your arms. Lean forward.

"I delt with him." He rumbled out again. "I do not condone violence. You know this. Words before action. Action before aggression. " He leaned close to you again.

"Do not allow this mechling to toy with your emotions. He is attempting to get you to feel sorry for him. To feel guilt for asking about such an intimate thing. Asking that is akin to asking a cybertronian to bare ones spark." Another brush from his finger. A tilt of his helm. "He is far away from here. Cut connections with him y/n. I do not wish to see you come under stress again. Not from a mechling."

You smile. Something lifts from your shoulders. "Thank you Optimus. Truly." You stop. "I hope I can meet this Elita one day. She sounds pretty cool." A soft smile. A far away look.

"I wish you could meet her one day as well. She is important to me. And so are you." He pauses. "Do not hesitate to ask me for help. I will talk with him if you wish me to." You laugh.

"I don't think that will be necessary Prime. But thank you. Truly."

Your heart pounds as you block him late at night. One social media then the next. Tik tok. Messenger.

It was late ok.

Your forgot one. And you hardly used t anyways except for the filters.

So. The next morning you got the message.

:Please. Before you block me here hear me out.:

:no. I made my choice. I would have blocked you here as well if I remembered we were mutuals here.:

More talking.

:Please. Let's talk about this like Adults.:

Pissed. Livid. God you were angry.

:I. Am. I'm more pissed at my self than you. I'm disappointed in myself for it going on this long.:

:I'm disappointed in myself to. I shouldn't have said that. I won't do it again. Promise.:

:You shouldn't have done that in the first place.:

Friends don't do that to friends.

More talking.

:Look. At least wait to block me again until after my surgery.:

You wanted to cry.

:No.: You breath in. Look at your tv screen. Master Chief idling as he waited for you to take control again. :Look. I'm a bitch but I. Nt an asshole. I truly hope that your surgery goes well. Ok. Truly I do. But I'm done. With this. With us.:

: Please. Your my only friend. I don't want to lose you.:

You wanted to throw up.

:no. I made my choice. I'm done.:

:Fine. Love you.:

(Redacted has unfriended you)

:Jesus man. :

And you block him.

Curled up in your couch you stare at the tv screen. Watching the landscape of Halo and Master Chief. You wanted to cry. Scream. Something.

Were you wrong for doing this?

Did you over react?

:Optimus are you busy?:

:I am not. I am merely helping Ratchet watch the children.:

:Can. Can we go an get ice cream?:

A pause. Then the sound of a ground bridge opening and closing. Then tires crunching over gravel.

He was here.

You walk out and he swings his door open.

"Would you like music?" You sniffle. Nod. Then swallow back the tears. You wouldn't cry. Not over this.

Welcome to the jungle sounds through the speakers and you laugh.

And you know what. That was the best God damn ice cream you ever had.

#maccadam #transformers #optimus prime #transformers prime #tfp optimus #vent

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eremiie · 4 years ago

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gone for too long;

❥ in which you’ve been gone way too long for eren’s liking.

❥ 2.8k words | nsfw | modern au

❥ content: phone sex, dirty talk, mutual masturbation, i think that’s it

eren rolled over on his navy sheets. he was tired of switching back and forth between the same three apps, constantly checking for new notifications besides the ones from his group chat that kept blowing his phone up.

he missed his girlfriend. he missed your presence being next to him when he woke up and he missed cuddling into you on early mornings. the only company he had now was the dim light being let in through his sheer curtains.

he went to his camera roll and clicked on his photo album of you, scrolling through numerous times; like when the two of you had went to the movies together, he remembered the aftermath, the two of you getting riled up in a taxi and you forced him to tip the driver extra. he also remembered the plethora of dirty photos you'd send to him when he would ask, of course this wasn't a normal occurrence but definitely when the two of you were feeling it.

he contemplated calling your phone despite knowing you were away for a trip with some of your closest friends but he didn't want to bother you, yet his own issue was getting the best of him, the constant tossing and turning, the constant adjusting his sweats, and the constant aching pain he wanted to relieve so bad.

i mean, your contact was right there. he was scrolling through your messages a variety of text messages and share photos sent back and forth, the last time the two of you texted being the day you left for the trip and he wouldn't stop blowing your phone up with how much he missed you; the days after that he resorted to calling you instead.

maybe he should text you first?

okay, okay, he'll text you first, and if you're not busy then he'll call you; if you can't talk then he'll try to handle his own.

10:34pm

Baby you up?

yeah ofc, i’m on a trip

I miss you☹️

imyt bby, wyd?

Like i miss you

bye

eren chuckles at your response, a smile on his face forming at the response time of your texts.

10:37pm

Ok no fr, can we ft, wanna see your pretty face

u sure it’s just my pretty face you wanna see?

Nah

Now answer baby

eren couldn't help but smile to himself as he clicked your contact name, the facetime call ringing one, two, then three times before you picked up, your voice after so long sounding like a melody to his ears.

"hello?" your voice came through the line and from where you were sitting on the couch, pieck's legs sitting comfortably on your lap and the heads of sasha and historia whipping towards you, ymir not caring enough to look up from historia's phone.

"hey baby, how are you?" eren asked, his face not in the camera while his hand sliding left to right on his lower abdomen as he spoke to you.

your eyes flickered to your friends, a sly grin on historia's face at the sound of eren's low voice on the other end of the line.

you and your friends decided that it would be nice to go on a small trip, residing in an air bnb while you all traveled together. it was hard to convince eren to let you go, him saying that "he'll miss you," and "you'll be gone for too long", but when you told him you'd keep in contact with him everyday he reluctantly let you go, of course with a pout. you wouldn't be back for a couple more days as you had a couple more places to sightsee with the girls.

"i'm good, how are you?"

"i'm fine... i just miss you..." eren mumbled, adjusting himself in his position, bringing his hand up to his chest then back down to his stomach, feeling the ripples of his abs from under his palm.

sasha threw her head back and huffed a breath. "i wish connie call me like that!" she turned over to her stomach from on the couch and grabbed her phone, you, pieck and historia chuckling.

"i miss you too, i'll be back soon though."

"but baby soon is not soon enough, i want you here with me." he pouted, his hand smoothing down to his crotch while he stared at you, you looking down at the camera. "i want you beside me, 'm tired of going to sleep by myself."

you pressed the volume down on your phone a couple times. when pieck opened her eyes, her dark irises shifted towards you with a raise of her eyebrow. she could read your mind; her legs sliding off your lap more towards her body, and her eyes closing again. "go on." she smiled.

you shook your head after her trying to hide your mere embarrassment before getting up from the couch with a soft "eren!" to warn her that you were in front of your friends. "i'll be back guys..." you made your way towards the staircase of the rented house while eren continued to talk to you.

"what? i'm so serious babe. it's been so long, i just want to feel you against me." he whined. at some point his hand made its way into his sweatpants, him now palming himself over his black boxers. "where are you?"

you opened the door to the room you share with pieck and sasha, getting on your bed and turning over to face eren, half of his face finally in the camera. you could tell he hadn't woken up too long ago, almost all of his hair falling out of his ponytail, frizzy pieces framing his face and around his head like a halo, although it was kind of hard to see with how dark it was in his room. "well now i'm in the room i'm sleeping in... the owners had two rooms so i took one with pieck since she's pretty quiet, but since there isn't three rooms sasha sleeps here too, she didn't mind making a makeshift bed, plus the owners apologized. ymir forced us to all share a room anyways because she wanted the other room alone with historia."

"yeah? well it sounds like y'all are still having fun anyways since you haven't been calling me."

"eren, we just talked yesterday."

"yeah, because i called you. you didn't call me."

"same thing." you huffed, turning to your back and resting the bottom of the phone on your chest, an angle that made eren laugh. "what are you doing?" you asked him, while your eyes darted around the room to study it since you never really got a chance to, being out and about everyday you've been here.

"thinking about you."

you felt your cheeks heat up, and held back your smile, rolling your eyes instead. "hm, i told you i'm co—"

"thinking about how i want you next to me, so i can feel you against me."

"eren, stop," you moved your face out the camera, of course the butterflies in your stomach decided to start flapping around.

"i'm not kidding baby, i was just going through my photos, that's how much i miss you... and i saw some of the photos you used to send me... how come you don't send me nothing no more?" he taunted you, and you didn't even know his hands were halfway down his pants as he spoke to you so enticingly.

"you know why. how did armin end up seeing my nudes?" you furrowed your eyebrows and turned the phone back to your face with a jokingly angry expression causing eren to burst out laughing.

"i told you i was sorry, it was an accident! historia saw my dick print that one time."

"that's because you sent it to me when she was using my phone, nobody asked you to send those to me while i was out with my friends."

"you're always out with your friends and never with me."

"you're such a baby."

"but i'm your baby, and your baby wants you right now."

you were at lost for words, your voice croaking when you tried to come up with something to say, but eren didn't mind, after a moment of comfortable silence he continued to carry the conversation for you.

"wanna feel that pretty body, i wanna kiss you and hold you," a faint noise was eliciting from the other side of the line, small constant sounds of fabric being ruffled almost— and alongside it, eren's soft panting. "the things i want to do to you, baby... i wanna fuck you so bad right now."

eren's hand was wrapped around himself, stroking up and down in a rhythm that you could hear from where you were thanks to the facetime call you were on. "eren—"

"that's one reason i miss you so much... i been fucking my fist to that pretty face almost everyday..."

you turned over to your side letting the phone rest beside you as you listened to eren through the phone. "yeah?"

"yeah, 'm doing it right now, that's how much i miss that pretty pussy."

somehow you found your own hand trailing down to your underwear, pulling the fabric aside and basking in eren's deep voice and praise. you didn't even realize the soft moan you made until eren's voice came in on the other line.

"you're touching yourself too? touching yourself to me?"

his voice— it was so low and grumbly, just like he had only just woken up, the way he spoke working you up. "mhm," you responded, and when he didn’t continue you took his silence as a way of him telling you to 'proceed', letting your fingers brush over your clit.

"i bet you miss me just as much then... miss the way i bend you over..." eren groaned at his own words, his hand tightening around his cock. his sweatpants and boxer were shoved down around his thighs, only enough so that he would be able to pump himself while laying on his back. "miss the way i fuck you so nice, right?"

"yeah.." you mumbled, you didn't really want to be in the position you were when your friends were sitting just downstairs but you couldn't help it, eren just had a natural charm to him that had you doing whatever he wanted you to.

"fuck, baby, if you were here right now i'd have you screaming like you always do—" you let out a low whimper at the thought, he wasn't lying, he did usually have you screaming and crying during your sexual endeavors, he was just that good once the two of you had learned what each other liked and disliked. "bouncing on my dick like that... you wouldn't even be able to touch yourself like you are right now if i was there..." you clenched at this because once again, he was right, he loved edging you, it's was something about the way you would cry and beg for him to let you come that turned him on so much. "fuck, i miss you."

you let a finger enter into you, and you tried to hold back your moans, your mouth agape at the feelings and you could only imagine it was eren's fingers instead. "i, i miss you too." and the noises, the squelching noises just had to be transferred over the call as well, eren letting out a low chuckle when he heard them.

"you're dirty..." he laughed, thumb slipping over his tip to collect his precum and smooth it down his length. "if you're gonna finger yourself show me,"

you squeezed your legs around you and turned onto your back. "eren..."

"let me see."

he moved his face into the camera, head now against his headboard and him still pumping himself while he watched you adjust his view so that the camera was flipped. at first, it was quite shaky while you pulled off your own sweatpants and underwear, putting them off to the side and then making sure the camera wasn't too shaky for eren. "yeah, right there, now put them back inside, put on a show for me, ______."

he was doing something to you, and it wasn't fair. you slipped your fingers back inside of yourself as he asked and let out a drawled out moan, eren's mouth dropping open much like yours earlier, head tilting back against the headboard as he lifted his hips up to meet his hand. "fuck— you wish that was me fucking you instead?"

you let out another whimper, your eyebrows furrowing and your eyes closing at his words; you weren't even sure if the camera was positioned properly anymore but eren wasn't complaining so you could only assume so. "uh huh,"

"look, baby." you opened your eyes again and looked at the phone. the camera was no longer on eren's face, it was now on his dick, his hand wrapped tightly around it moving up and down slowly. "can you see it?" and you could, albeit the dimness of the room, there was just enough light to see his movements. "you want this inside you?"

you nodded your head only to realize he wouldn't be able to hear you and instead let out a small "yeah", adding another finger into yourself and biting your lip to keep from moaning out while watching eren get himself off at you doing the same, you completely dismissed the words 'eren jaeger💍 took a facetime photo.' when they popped up on your screen, you were to amped up, but you knew you'd be complaining later.

"god, you're so beautiful, i can't— 'mma come." he whined, hips once again jutting into his hand. he was getting sweaty, feeling how close he was, his skin shiny with a thin sheen of perspiration, hair tie touching his neck as his ponytail was almost completely loose. his eyebrows were knit together and his complexion was flushed, with the phone in front of him to give you a good view while he stared down at it to watch you. "i want you to come first, make yourself come first for me."

your eyes fluttered, and you used your thumb to rub your clit while you let your fingers glide in and out of you, the wet noises making eren jerk off faster, a choked noise leaving his throat as he tried to hold back. "c'mon baby, just act like that's me, that's me fucking you so well," and he didn't even have to go on, your orgasm washing over you at eren's words and the stimulation, your fingers pulling out of you and your knees coming together while your face twisted in pure pleasure, the sound of eren unfolding on the other line as well.

"______!" he moaned, letting his cum spill all over his hand, and oh, what a sight. "fuck... did you like that?"

you flipped the camera back, placing it on the bed and using your one hand that was holding the phone to pull both your underwear and sweatpants back on. "i guess," you murmured once you had your bottoms on again. "i'll be right back."

"yeah, me too."

both you and eren left to clean yourself up and wash your hands, you coming back to eren being back first. "so when are you coming back again?" he asks, now his face once again fully in the camera laying on his stomach, clutching his pillow.

you held back a small laugh at his boyish grin when he looked at you, clear content in his eyes, the light from the phone illuminating his features. "two more days, i'll see you soon, eren."

"that's too long. can we do this again if i start missing you again?"

"no, this was a one time thing, i'm hanging out with my friends!" eren pouted at you and squeezed his pillow a little more then leaning forward and kissing the phone making you grimace at him and start laughing. "you're so weird."

"shut up and go hang out with your friends."

you and eren finally hung up the phone after a mantra of 'i love you' from both ends, you finally heading back downstairs.

"well that took forever." historia said, her eyebrows raised at you when you strut back in the living room.

"yeah cause she was probably phone fucking her boyfriend." ymir joked, but it caught you off guard because, she wasn't wrong.

"i wasn't!" you retorted quicker than you meant to, historia and sasha laughing.

"i took a nap while you were up there... that’s how long you took! we have to get ready, we're leaving to go out to eat at four pm." pieck yawned, stretching out her arms and legs and moving them from where she stretched them into your previous spot.

"okay, well then i'm gonna go back upstairs to get ready." you replied, turning back around to head back upstairs.

"don't waste anymore of our time being on the phone with jaeger boy." ymir scoffed as she watched you go up the stairs, historia hitting her shoulder from beside her.

"i won't!" you smiled to yourself, as you made your trek back up the stair, of course you wouldn't take any longer than you needed to getting ready, but you definitely wouldn't waste anytime getting back to eren once you made it back home.

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fratboykate · 4 years ago

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You finally listen to us about a rec and you choose a known trainwreck? Papi... Wyd???

It's so bad that I haven't been able to chose which part to liveblog first because the moment I start to type something an even dumber thing happens immediately after. It's...I'm...

#charlie's angels #screams #anonymous #answers

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hexgirlsgroupie · 8 years ago

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I fucking love Abra so much

#if you haven't listened to her yet wyd

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noona-clock · 6 years ago

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We went for Thai food before the concert last night, and I got all excited cause they were playing kpop so I was trying to figure out what group it was. Ended up being iKon, and I realized that I need to listen to them more cause I haven't really. Any suggestions on where to start with them?

YES!!!!!! I love iKON so much.

Music-wise, it really doesn’t matter! It depends on what kind of music you prefer, I guess. My favorite song is Just Go. My favorite music video is #WYD. My favorite dance is Killing Me. Do with that what you will!

But in general, I would definitely DEFINITELY recommend watching iKON TV! The episodes are uploaded to their YouTube channel with subs, and before I watched that I loved them – but after watching that, I TRULY loved them. It’s what made me switch biases even.

Here’s the link: https://youtu.be/kXA0GZMSD-k

And you can always message me!!! I will gladly talk about iKON!!!

#hawkswildfireheart

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hurtsmost · 3 years ago

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🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

from here. — accepting

YESSS *shaking and vibrating in my pink gaming chair* !!! ashtyn is directly inspired by my favorite band, m.ovements, and their album “ feel something ” ( though she is also inspired by large chunks of the rest of their discography ). im about to scream and shout and let it all out and just say: if you haven't listened to feel something yet, wyd? i've never had an album or band in general take my feelings and put them into words that feel like they're made for me. every time i listen it feels like the first time.

i enjoy getting to write someone learning to love themselves, learning to love another the healthy/right way, healing from past experiences until it ultimately leads to growing as a human being. *pats ashtyn on the head* she is a very complex character with complex feelings and emotions, but i feel like it reflects themes of their music. mental health, life, experiences, emotions, love, loss- its all so complex.

the first thing i did when i was blabbering about her in my writing discord was list the songs i wanted to take the most as inspiration for the general themes of this character:

specifically from feel something:

colorblind ( feeling absent in your relationship, wondering if you were ever meant for unconditional love, falling in love and getting your heart broken every time )

suffer through ( struggles with ocd and depression, comparing the illness in your body to a decaying home, suffering through it all to fight your demons aka yourself )

daylily ( i mean, of course??? i won't even explain this one )

and some from their other albums/ep:

nineteen ( generational disagreements, the fear of turning into your father )

santiago peak ( this one was more of a personal one but. homesickness, knowing that one day you will return to the place you are familiar with, a growing appreciation for a place you once hated because the grass isn't always greener on the other side )

moonlight lines ( to be loved for just a night, the shame of waking up after a one night stand, 'my emptiness felt so alive / eight hours of time' cmon now )

living apology ( masking your true emotions/feelings, isolating yourself when you don't feel worthy of other people's time, hiding your true self feels safer than letting everyone see you for what you are which is, yes u guessed it: a mess )

#if u can imagine me talking a million miles a minute #that's exactly what this post is #its just me talking like an animal crossing villager #「 🪐 」 » out of character. ･ﾟ✧

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soaptunes · 3 years ago

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Remi Wolf - Juno - Album Review

The concept of a bop, distilled and magnified.

People often call pop records "deceptively simple," like there's some underlying need for albums like Juno to secretly hold deep philosophical wisdom to justify their existence. I think I'd rather call Juno "refreshingly" simple instead.

Seriously, everything great about this record can be pretty much gleaned on a first listen. These songs are creative, well-written, entertaining, and above all sticky. This is the kind of music you could show to your mom, were it not for the occasional outsized horniness in the lyrics. Those lyrics are, for the most part, almost for pure decoration and texture; they're stream of consciousness and goofy, with often only the choruses promising anything like a coherent narrative. That is not a knock by any means - the lyrical cut-and-paste more than suits the tone set by the sound.

Juno almost feels like a reaction against the hyperpop movement that's been blowing up in the underground the last few years. Videos and single covers make use of the visual aesthetics of that scene: VHS distortion, ironically-bad 3D graphics, copious JPEG abuse, and eye-searing color. But the sound of the music is classic, rooted in funk, soul, disco, and the power of Wolf's voice. She's not afraid to belt or harmonize, like on the chucking highlight "wyd," even as she's saying the most bonkers lines imaginable, but she's also not afraid to stretch her voice either. Her shrill shouts ("Guerilla, Guerilla!") and silly raps (the entire opening verse of "Liquor Store," which absolutely cannot be printed in this publication) bump right up against sparkling hooks like the ones on "Volkiano" and "Street You Live On." That's best displayed on the swaying, serial-killing "Sexy Villain," maybe the best song here, whose chorus literally alternates between a gorgeously-sung hook and a rapped passage where Wolf asserts that she will "cheat on Chester, f**k with Fritos."

There's a lot about this album to gush about. The guitar work is distinctive and often surprisingly noisy for the type of pure ear-candy songs they're making here, Wolf's one-liner game is unmatched, and her ability to use compression to her advantage is impressive. She does things that would be irritating in anybody else's hands (dolphin sound effects, lines about having "boobies on her booty," a genuinely awful southern accent at one point) and turns them endearing through sheer force of personality. What the writing lacks in specificity, it more than makes up for in character. Some other highlights I haven't mentioned yet are the hard-hitting "Sally" and "Grumpy Old Man," an exercise in pure nonsense fun.

Still, there's a couple misses in the tracklist. The otherwise-bombastic "Quiet On Set" is derailed by a bizarre, Melanie Martinez-esque ramble from the perspective of an abducted child at the end. It goes on for way too long and isn't especially flattering. There's also the weird girl-group misfire of "Buttermilk" that doesn't get off the ground due to some uncharacteristic repetitiveness.

Putting those duds aside, though, Wolf has turned in the best pop debut of the year. The staying power and catchiness of these songs seriously can't be overstated, I have been humming "Liquor Store" under my breath since July when it dropped - it's the last days of October as I write this. If there's one thing I wish for her next record, I'd love to see how she tackles emotions besides outlandish exuberance. If she could apply her same cartoonish writing filter to some more emotionally developed tracks, we could have a pop classic on our hands. In any case, Juno is a hell of a left hook to start a career with, and a pure, uncomplicated good time.

#remi wolf #juno #pop #funk #disco #album review

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