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ahsxual · 9 months ago

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Stu Macher x Fem!Reader where they are dating but the readers parents hate him so one night are 2:33 am Stu knocks on the readers window and she opens it it tells him to leave but before she can get a word out Stu is kissing her and telling her how much he misses her and one thing lead to, and so Stu had to push the readers head into her pillow so she didn’t wake anyone.

Sorry if the store request does not make any sense i’ve been wanting to request something from you for a while and this idea kinda came to my brain as I was falling asleep at four in the morning so I am very sleep deprived lol anyways I love your story. I hope you have a great day

Surprise Baby

Genre: Fluff & Smut

Warnings: +18 content, clingy and soft Stu, dirty talk, degrading, cursing, dom!Stu, p in v (w/o protection), sad Stu at the end (reader comforts him)

Word Count: 1,8k

A/N: This was actually a very interesting request and Ik very well that our daydreams before we sleep are the best 🤭 I added something to the plot at the end, so I hope you still like it! Tysm, I'm so glad you like my writing! It always feels so gratifying whenever you guys tell me that <33

Right now you're lying on your bed crying, while hugging your favorite bunny plush that Stu gave you for Valentine's Day. You'd just had an argument with your parents, since they weren't the biggest fans and supporters of your relationship with your boyfriend Stu Macher. You didn't understand why they didn't like him and didn't even make an effort to, even though Stu always made you happy and made your life more colorful and enjoyable from the moment you met him. Of course Stu had his flaws like everyone else, since perfection is impossible to achieve and that was fine by you. But not for your parents. They said that Stu distracted you from school, that he "lived" for parties and didn't give you your "precious" time to concentrate on your studies, because he always took you on dates so that he could spend more time with you, even when you said you were busy.

You perfectly knew that Stu wasn't a guy who would take "no" for an answer. Maybe it was because he'd always been spoiled by his parents and didn't understand the meaning of that word? Maybe he hated the fact that you would say "no" to him, because if you truly love him as you always say, why would you reject an opportunity to go out with him? Both answers to those questions are probably correct, because you knew that Stu didn't know how to respect your personal space either, not that you minded anyway. But your parents did and that was the problem. They even told you once that Stu was obsessed with you and that your personal life has also become his, as if it were his property. Maybe they were right about that, but that's how Stu showed how much he loved and cared for you and it always worked well in your relationship. And you really missed him.

Sleep didn't want to make its presence known, so you decided to watch your favorite show on your new tv. However, you still couldn't stop thinking about the argument with your parents. Of course you defended your boyfriend and were always on his side to protect him against anyone, even your own parents, but it did made you very upset... all you wanted was for your family to see how genuinely happy Stu makes you feel, how he always admired you and treated you as if you were the only woman to walk on earth and how he's so funny that it's practically impossible not to laugh because of some silly joke he's made until your cheeks hurt. You just wished your family accepted him and loved him as much as you did...

Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted when you heard your window being knocked on repeatedly. You screamed for a second, because you weren't expecting that to happen in the middle of the cold night. Nevertheless, you immediately felt relieved when you saw Stu standing there with his puppy eyes and big smile on his handsome face you loved so much. A wide smile appeared on your face the moment you realized your boyfriend wanted to surprise you and that he had actually made an effort to see you.

His giant body barely fit through your window and the way he clumsily tried to get into your room, like a cartoon thief, made you laugh until your belly started to get sore.

"Baby, what are you doing?? It's cold outside!" you asked worriedly, before you watched him fall face down on the floor as he let out an "ouch". You couldn't stop laughing at his poor attempt to sneak into your room, as he already knew that your parents would never let him in, especially so late at night. You looked over your bedside table, where your alarm clock was, to see what time it was, as it marked 2:33 am.

"Surprisee baby!" he shouted excitedly, with a contagious smile that didn't leave his face for a moment. His breathing was accelerated, which made you realize he had some trouble climbing up to your window. You felt your heart warming at his romantic gesture, yet you didn't want your parents to find out and kick him out of your house or worse.

"Be quiet babe, you're not supposed to be here! You need to leave Stu, my parents are gonna ki-" you were really worried about your boyfriend's safety, but Stu didn't give you a chance to finish your sentence, as he grabbed you firmly around your waist and began kissing you passionately with his long, skilled tongue. His hands were all over your body and his grip was tight, not allowing you to move away from him.

"Shh- don't worry about them. It's just us now. I've missed you so much, baby." he admitted, before kissing your neck eagerly. When he he'd had enough, he pulled you up by your hips and laid you down on your bed, his mouth never leaving yours. You couldn't help moaning as you felt his sweet, loving assaults on your body, his lips and big hands making you melt into his addictive touch.

"Love, we have to be quiet... and you're making it hard for me." by now you were feeling breathless, unable to contain your desire for your horny and needy boyfriend. Instinctively, you rubbed against Stu's crotch which made him groan in pleasure, as you could feel him already hard under his jeans. He began to gently pinch your nipples through the fabric of your short pajama top, enjoying and closely analyzing your reactions to his teasing touch.

"Looks like I have to shut you up so we don't get caught, baby..." the last thing you saw was a mischievous grin on your boyfriend's face, before he firmly turned you around so that you were on all fours for him. He pressed his erection against your ass, while his eyes rolled back as he put his head back from the stimulation and his mouth was slightly open. You were starting to enjoy this game way too much, to see who couldn't hold back their moans, and you made sure you would win this battle. You pushed your ass against him and started rolling your hips in a provocative way, knowing that Stu wouldn't be able to hold it much longer. He bit his lips at this and frowned, realizing what you were trying to do to him.

"My girl really wants to get some, huh? You wanna play dirty, doll? Do you really think you can win this game against me?" he laughed trying to mock you, making you feel pathetic if you really thought you could stay quiet with the way he was about to fuck you.

"Just fuck me already Stu, I can't hold it much longer..." you quickly gave up and decided to beg him for mercy, so you could feel him inside you for once. You were dripping by now and the thought of having to keep quiet so no one would catch you at such a vulnerable and intimate moment turned you on even more for some reason.

You finally felt him give you want you wanted, since Stu himself wasn't a very self-controlled guy when it came to you. You felt his tongue lick a long, firm strip from your throbbing clit to your pulsing, empty hole. This made you grip your pillow as hard as you could while he ate you out from behind. Unfortunately, it didn't last much longer like you'd hoped, as you didn't realize how horny and impatient Stu was feeling that night. Suddenly, you felt his fully erect cock enter you without any resistance, sliding easily into you because you were so wet with your cum and his saliva. He didn't give you any time to adjust to him as he usually did and started pounding you hard and fast. He knew you all too well, so he pushed your face against your pillow to prevent any sound coming out of your pretty mouth and kept his strong hand on your head. You prayed that no one would hear you both fucking like horny teenagers who can't control their sexual hormones. It wasn't your fault that you and Stu were so fucking attracted to each other and that your shared love was considered obsessive, right?

"You like that, don't you babygirl? You love it when I fuck you like this... You needy slut, can't get enough of your boyfriend's cock inside your tight hole. I bet your parents would be so embarrassed if they saw you getting fucked this good." he whispered in your ear before changing his angle to fuck you deeper. Wet sounds, your muffled moans and his heavy breathing were the only sounds being heard in your room, turning you both on even more. It didn't last much longer when you both came at the same time, since Stu was way too horny to hold his orgasm. He was so glad he'd made you cum before he climaxed inside you.

After the moment of ecstasy you both experienced, you lay there trying to catch your breath while staring at the ceiling. It was then that Stu pulled you closer to him and hid his face on your neck, clinging to you more than usual. He was acting way too needy and clingy, and wasn't trying to be the "dominant" one, which made you worry about him.

"Are you ok, love? Do you wanna talk about it?" you asked him softly as you caressed his hair and cheeks. You knew him too well to recognize whenever he wasn't feeling good, even when he was trying to hide it.

"My girl knows me so well." he chuckled weakly, trying to find the right words to tell you what was had been bothering him. After a moment of silence in which you tried to comfort him with your tender touches, he finally spoke. "My parents won't be able to make it for my birthday. Again." your heart ached for him, because you knew this problem had happened before. Although Stu's parents loved him and treated him right, they had never been very present throughout his life and that took a tool on his emotional behavior. That explained why he was so addicted to your attention and wanted you all to himself, all the time. It made you really sad that you couldn't help your boyfriend properly, because the presence of anyone's parents is irreplaceable.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, baby. I'm sure they're extremely busy with work and that's the only reason for their absence on such a special day. We both know that they love you and I'll be there for you to make sure you have the biggest party ever." you gently grabbed his face and smiled warmly at him, admiring his ocean eyes that reminded you of the maldivian water, as he stared back at you with pure love.

"I know you will. What would I do without you? You're the love of my life, you know that right?" you chuckled as you softly kissed his cute nose.

"I love you too, Stu... so much. You have no idea of how much love I have for you and no one ever will."

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nayedoll · 5 months ago

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ik wil je

joost klein x reader

summary : your crush on joost doesn’t seem so unrealistic after he dedicates one of his songs to you at his concert.

warnings : fluff, a bit suggestive towards the end but nothing crazy

a/n : some parts written in dutch may not be correct since i don’t speak dutch so im sorry in case there r any mistakes. 😞

rpf ahead, do not read if uncomfortable !!!

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“When is he coming on stage?” your friend, Jenna, asked as you both entered the venue where Joost’s concert was being held at.

“In two hours I think,” you answered, raising your voice a bit to be heard over the loud talking from the people around you. Jenna groaned, already feeling tired at the thought of waiting for so long.

“I cannot believe you convinced me to come this early to a concert just because you have a crush on this dude,” she rolled her eyes, earning a laugh from you.

“Who said I have a crush on him?” you teased her, both of you knowing that Joost’s music wasn’t the only thing you liked about him. You had discovered Joost through some friends shortly after having moved to Amsterdam to study abroad. The blonde artist had charmed you since the beginning and it wasn’t long before you found yourself having a little crush on him, one that you deemed as silly and would never act upon.

Although you knew there was no chance of him ever being romantically involved with you, in the back of your mind, there was still a hidden hope for something to happen at the concert. However, you would never try to initiate anything yourself and risk making him uncomfortable by doing so.

“Well if we’re gonna stand for two hours, we should at least try and get to the front,” Jenna suggested, took your hand and led you through the crowd at the arena, the air immediately becoming hotter as you pushed through the sweaty bodies of people.

Your decision to come earlier was proven to have paid off, seeing as there weren’t too many people at the venue yet. Eventually, you noticed an empty spot at the front with a direct view of the stage and walked there in a hurry to claim it for yourself and Jenna.

The stage was relatively small, with a big screen in the background that read joost klein on it. The strobe lights illuminated the room in various colors and you squeaked in excitement as you turned to face your friend, squeezing her arm.

“So what’s your plan now?” Jenna asked, her eyes scanning you up and down in a smirk. You furrowed your eyebrows, confused by her smug expression.

“My plan? Enjoy the concert I guess,” you scoffed and watched as disappointment took over her face. “What?” you exclaimed and lightly patted her shoulder.

“This is the hottest you’ve ever looked and you’re just going to enjoy the concert?” she mocked you in a coy tone. You bit back a smile. Jenna read you like an open book, being able to see right through your intentions to catch Joost’s attention with your outfit.

“Well, what do you want me to do? Go up there and fuck him?” you said as Jenna’s face lit up at your words.

“Well I don’t think he’d mind that,” she shrugged her shoulders and you playfully slapped her shoulder again, shushing her.

You two chatted as you waited, the venue growing more crowded by the minute and drowning out your nervous thoughts. After what was approximately two and a half hours, the lights finally stopped switching colors and settled on a purple hue, signaling that Joost was about to go on stage.

The familiar intro of Joost’s song, droom groot started playing, resulting in people screaming in anticipation. As Joost came out, dressed in a white button up and long black trousers, the screams only grew louder. You felt your pulse racing, your heartbeat becoming even louder than the bass ringing in your ears.

“Hallo Amsterdam,” Joost yelled into the microphone and scanned the crowd in a smile before his eyes lingered on yours. You felt Jenna’s hand playfully push you and quickly turned to look at her as she mouthed told you with a smug smile.

The rest of the concert went by normally with people dancing and screaming the lyrics to Joost’s songs. In spite of your wishes, Joost didn’t interact with you much, other than shooting continuous glances in your direction. You didn’t think much of them though, seeing as he was also interacting a lot with other people at the front.

“Dus dit volgende nummer,” (so this next song) Joost began saying and the crowd quieted down, “is een beetje anders,” (is a bit different). He suddenly looked much more nervous, his hands slightly fidgeting with his sweaty hair.

“Het is romantischer denk ik,” (it’s more romantic i guess) he chuckled and some people started cheering, you and Jenna included. “Oké hier gaan we.” (okay here we go). The audience erupted into screaming as you recognized the song to be ik wil je - one of your personal favorites of his.

You danced along to the song, putting one arm around Jenna as you noticed people hugging and jumping up and down to the beat. The atmosphere was electric and it saddened you that you would have to leave soon and return to everyday responsibilities.

It seemed like you were too caught up in the moment to notice Joost running to your direction with a smug smile. You gasped as he grabbed your hand, intertwining his fingers firmly with yours. He began singing the chorus of the song, his blue eyes piercing your face that was burning hot by that point.

“Ik wil je, blijf bij me, hou van me, ga nooit meer weg” were the only things you could hear, too focused on Joost to notice all the screams around you. You smiled at him while yelling the lyrics, the immense chemistry between the two of you obvious to everyone in the room.

The moment ended as quickly as it started as Joost let go of your hand reluctantly and backed away, breaking eye contact. Jenna shook you, bringing you back to reality and you realized only then how shaky your legs had become.

“Dude, what the fuck?” she said in a low tone as the music stopped and all you could do was shrug your shoulders and laugh in disbelief.

The concert soon came to an end as more people gradually started leaving the venue, you and Jenna being the last ones to exit the building. You were constantly checking your surroundings in hopes of spotting Joost somewhere, anywhere but to no avail. Jenna breathed a sigh of relief at the feeling of the fresh night air as you both stepped outside.

“Wanna go for drinks?” she suggested and you nodded quietly, letting her lead the way. You ended up at a small bar, a few minutes away from the venue and sat at a table near the window that showed the glistening streets, busy with cars and people passing by.

“You know you’re stupid for not getting his number, right,” Jenna broke the silence, taking a shot of her drink.

“What was I supposed to do, jump on stage?” you protested, rubbing your fingers anxiously. In all seriousness, you were bitter about what had happened earlier, mentally slapping yourself as you realized that you could, should, have pursued Joost more. But then again, if Joost was truly into you, he surely would have tried to make a move on you after the concert, right? Disappointment took over you at the realization that this was most likely some act with the sole purpose of the show, or maybe even a silly dare from his friends.

Jenna sensed your frustration and reached for your hand over the table. “Hey,” she smiled, “He’s just some guy after all, don’t forget that!” You chuckled and gave her a nod, taking a sip of your drink in an attempt to shake off the sad state you were in.

A couple of minutes passed in which you managed to have fun, letting Jenna be the speaker. Your attention on her was soon captured by the glass door opening and five tall men coming in. Your eyes widened as you recognized the last man to be Joost and Jenna seemed to notice, glancing back to see what had caused your reaction.

“No fucking way,” she exclaimed and you hushed her, burying your face in your hands.

As you lifted your head again, you were met with Joost looking directly at you, seemingly shocked as well. His friends caught on to his gaze and shared a knowing smile before one of them started singing what sounded like the words to ik wil je, teasing Joost, who let out a shy laugh. You lowered your gaze, fighting back a grin and heard Joost mumble shut up followed by a couple of laughs.

“I’m going for a smoke,” Jenna announced somewhat loudly, grabbed her purse and headed for the door, not before winking at you. Joost’s eyes flickered awkwardly between you and his friends, who had already taken a seat without him noticing. You nodded at the empty chair across from you, encouraging him to approach you, which he gladly did.

“Hey,” he smiled as he sat down, the orange light that emitted from the small lamp on the table making his dimples all the more visible. He gave you a handshake and you got chills at the familiar warmth of his big palm against yours - for the second time that night.

“Hi,” you breathed before properly introducing yourself to him.

“Pretty name,” he noted and you thanked him, your eyes never leaving his. He looked slightly different than before, wearing the same pants but with a black hoodie on top. His blonde hair wasn’t as messy anymore and a pair of glasses now covered his eyes, making him even prettier.

“Didn’t expect to see you here,” you said, switching topics.

“Yeah me neither,” Joost replied, “But I guess things happen for a reason, don’t they?” he grinned and you narrowed your eyes at him.

“What do you mean?”

“I looked for you after the concert ended but I just guessed you left in a hurry,” he went on to explain. You wet your lips in an attempt to hide your smile and your delight at the confirmation that he had in fact looked for you.

“Yeah, sorry about that,”

“What are you sorry for?” he asked, laughing.

“I should have searched for you as well but I just left,” you said apologetically, “Doesn’t that make me kind of an asshole?”

“A bit,” Joost answered, you scoffed at his bluntness and hit him playfully on his arm. “But you can always make up for it,” You raised your eyebrows at his smug expression, curious as to what he was insinuating.

“How?” you smirked, rubbing your legs together under the table to cool off the sudden rush of heat you got. Even if his initial comment wasn’t suggestive, the idea had still entered your mind as newfound desires emerged, that didn’t seem so unrealistic anymore.

“You’ll have to find out lieverd,” he said all too casually as a small chuckle left your lips.

Just then, your phone vibrated with a message from Jenna, informing you that her boyfriend would be picking her up and wishing you a fun night. You texted her back quickly, something about how lucky you were to have her as a friend and that you owe her, before setting your phone down and looking at Joost who questioned the excitement in your face.

“Wanna get out of here?” you asked him with as much confidence as possible, he nodded eagerly. His excitement only grew when he watched you get up from your seat and fix your already short skirt.

This was the first time you were both directly standing next to each other, finally noticing how much taller he was compared to you. You waited by the door for him while he briefly spoke to his friends, who seemed to cheer him on in a bad attempt at remaining quiet.

As you exited the bar, you winced at the cold air against your bare thighs, regretting your decision to wear a leather jacket instead of a long warm coat.

“I have a car, let’s go,” you held Joost’s hand and quickly walked with him to the direction of your car.

“Didn’t know you could drive,” Joost grinned.

“I can do a lot of things,” you responded.

“We’ll see about that.”

On the way to your place, Joost’s hand rested on your exposed thigh as you talked about various things, genuinely enjoying the company of one another. He drew small circles on your skin every now and then, the tingling sensation sending shivers down your spine.

After what felt like hours, you finally reached your place and got out of the car. You were struggling to find the right key to open the door when Joost came up behind you and stole your attention.

“Ik wil je, blijf bij me” he began singing, his voice just a bit louder than a whisper. He approached you, his arms holding your waist closer as he made you dance along to the rhythm.

“Hou van me, ga nooit meer weg”. The last words were hardly heard as Joost closed the distance between you and locked his lips with yours in a slow kiss. You kissed back almost immediately, the taste of cigarettes and liquor becoming clearer in your mouth as he deepened the kiss. He lowered his hands to your ass, caressing the area over the thin fabric of your skirt. Meanwhile, you played with his hair, gently running your fingers through his blonde locks. You felt his glasses softly press against your face, which confirmed that this was reality, that he was actually there, kissing you the way that he did.

You drew back, allowing yourself to breathe. His face was flushed, lips glistening with your lip gloss and his hair looked messy as he stared down at you with desperation.

“I should have taken you on a date first.” Joost admitted, letting out a small chuckle.

“That can be arranged for another time.” You kissed his lips softly before finally unlocking the door and dragging him inside by his shirt, excited for what the night would bring.

#joost klein x reader #joost klein #eurovision #joost

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inbarfink · 1 year ago

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I mean, I (and others) did predict Fionna coming to the realization that ‘Simon being Ice King again is very very bad actually’ via watching IK’s old tapes - in a thematic reversal of Holly Jolly Secrets…. You know, Finn learned to like Ice King more after learning about Simon Petrikov and who he used to be, Fionna learned to like Simon Petrikov more after really learning about Ice King and who he used to be.

But the thing that really stuck with me about how the show pulled it off is how… tame that video was. Compared to what the audience knows about how terrible Ice King could get.

Most of the video Fionna saw was Ice King goofing off, with just the last clip giving her a tiny little taste of how prone he was to fits of anger and extreme misery

She didn’t get to see the videos of Ice King crying for literal hours on end, she didn’t get to see him throw tantrums that make him a legitimate danger for those around him, I don’t think she actually knows he used to kidnap and stalk women on a regular basis - but that’s okay, because she didn’t need to. That tiny little taste of Ice King’s misery and pain was really all she actually needed.

Because it really speaks to how little she actually understood of the Ice King’s situation before. How much seeing that one little clip of him back in “Prismo the Wishmaster'' gave her such a totally wrong impression of what Ice King was like

that just seeing him yell at Gunter and cry once is enough to make her totally reexamine all of her preconceived notions about him.

And it really speaks how despite her sometimes-childish attitude, Fionna really possesses a lot of emotional intelligence. Both in how quickly she correctly gauged that Ice King’s behavior in the last clip was a regular thing for him and probably not even his worst moment and that his anger was yet another expression of his being 'super-sad'

And how clearly her Second Thoughts about the Crown Plan didn’t start when she saw Ice King yell - they started when she saw how despite working so hard on getting himself Cursed again, Simon still couldn’t bear the idea of watching videos of Ice King’s ‘Good Times’.

Because as much as it was important for Fionna to really know Ice King in order to fathom just how terrible the Crown Plan was, it was also equally important for her to really know Simon as well.

When she was so dismissive toward Simon’s plight in the Prismo episode, and when she so eagerly and thoughtlessly jumped on the Crown Plan - she really knew nothing about either facets of his identity. She only got such a quick clip of Ice King actually in a good mood, and all she’s seen of Simon was him at his lowest point - rude, dismissive, screaming at her face, literally considering letting her whole world burn in his own depressive spiral.

It’s only after they reached Farmworld and officially started to work towards the Crown Plan that Fionna really started to know who Simon Petrikov is when he’s not at rock bottom. That’s when she learned how intelligent

And dorky

And kind

And comforting

And fatherly

And a silly little hopeless romantic for his GF

he is.

And they became real friends and she really grew fond of all of these things about him. So now, watching clips of Ice King… it takes her some time to process it, clearly, but it also bothers her how little of these traits that she likes about her friend and he likes about himself she can see in the crazy old Ice Wizard.

Seeing also how mad and sad he could be was just what clinched the deal for her, the last excuse she could find for why it was okay (“Maybe he really was happier like that?”) gone.

And that also relates to her more general anxieties about the Crown Plan from farther in the same episode.

Now that she’s seen how much being infused Magic changed Simon… It's no wonder she’s so worried about how Magic will change her and Cake and all of her loved ones.

And it’s not a totally unfounded fear. We’re still not exactly sure how bringing Magic back into Simon’s brain will affect Fionnaworld - but it will most likely work the same as it did the other way around? When Fionnaworld first lost its magic? So that will mean not only the people and the world will change physically, but their memories and minds will also be altered as if they always lived in the Magical World and never in the Mundane world Fionna remembers.

And that will kinda make them into different people. Gary Prince and Prince Gumball feel like the most obvious comparison. One is a literal god-king who seems to have at least a bit of the old Bubblegum Hubris problem

The other is just a humble little put-on Barista trying to make it big

Becoming Prince Gumball again would be in some way the ultimate fulfilment of Gary's dream - not just a Pastry Mansion but a whole Candy Kingdom! But... it would also mean giving up on all of the memories and experiences of ever having been Gary Prince. And... it's at least worth considering if it's worth it.

We know that Change doesn't have to be all bad, Cake the Cat will testify to that

I'm sure that from her perspective, having every bit of her memories wiped and replaced is worth it if she can keep her mind and ability to speak.

But Fionna's little Storytime with Simon, I think, really gave Fionna a look to how much his reminiscing is important to him

and really gave her a glimpse to how much people's history and memories effect who they are, and seeing this and seeing what ‘turning into a different and more magical person without your original memories’ did to Simon Petrikov

It’s really no wonder it makes Fionna worried.

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kanekoii · 1 year ago

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How do you think Luxiem and Noctyx would react to collabing with the Reader who is a popular indie vtuber and their kamaoshi?

lyra’s notes -> methinks…you should read and find out

pairings -> luxiem, noctyx x gn! indie vtuber! kamioshi! reader

!! since this is intended to be romantic sorta, reader is male in uki’s part !!

genre -> scenario

song -> don’t wake me up - jonas blue & why don’t we

warnings -> they all have a crush on u, food in mysta’s part, joking mention of death in fuglur’s

VOX AKUMA ->

he’s going full adorable fanboy about it, screaming with joy when you agree to collab with him and freaking out over it on his twitter- i mean x. xitter. he will be so stoked about the opportunity to talk to you in person when he usually just lurks in your chat. he’ll take the opportunity to flirt with you and try to show off a little bit, only to fail miserably and be met with a laugh. yet he still made you laugh, so mission accomplished. he was so excited to collaborate with you and make you laugh, and he’s sure to ask to collab in the future.

IKE EVELAND ->

compliments. so many compliments. he’ll straight up tell you how excited he is to work with you and how you’re his kamioshi. ike will be sure to tell you how adorable he thinks you are and just how much he genuinely admires you. he is so absolutely smitten that poor boy can barely handle talking to you without blushing or getting flustered. the more times you collaborate, the more used to it he’ll become and the more he’ll start to hint at his crush on you.

LUCA KANESHIRO ->

he didn’t even believe you’d ask. you’re his literal kamioshi and you asked to collaborate with HIM of all people? he’s absolutely grateful for the opportunity to work with you and be able to talk to you more than just occasional comments in your chat when he’s not streaming. it was an off-collab too, so you’d be seeing him in person to see if he was just as pretty off camera as he was on. someone (me) akasupa’d and asked to give opinions on each other and the revelation that you loved his content just as much as or even more than he loved yours had his heart soaring.

SHU YAMINO ->

he would get SO flustered and nervous before you hop on call together to play the horror game he had chosen. it would likely lead to poor boy getting more scared than usual just because he’s nervous to be talking to someone he admires that much for the first time. he would most definitely try to flex his math skills too as some weird way of trying to gain your attention. every time he makes you even smile with his silly comments, his heart will soar out of pure pride.

MYSTA RIAS ->

he’s keeping it cool. or at the very least, he’s trying to. he knows his personality type doesn’t appeal to everyone and he’s so happy when he finds that you actually enjoy his loud yet introverted personality and his weird antics. the stream you did together was you teaching him how to cook without poisoning everyone. please teach him how to wash rice properly and how to cook it without the starch water. please i’m begging teach him how to cook and he will be so happy, bragging to chat that he learned this recipe from you.

FULGUR OVID ->

hooligan wants to play co-op rage games with you just to see you mald and absolutely lose it. hear me out, what if he invites you to a crab game or among us collab and introduces you to everyone and he gets teased for teaming with you and trying to essentially carry you. instead of die for nari it’s die for you. he will see to it personally that you win every game you play together just as a little chance to impress you and get you to smile. that would make him SO happy.

SONNY BRISKO ->

cutie will be so taken aback to see you in his chats sometimes, so a collaboration would be more than heaven to him. he looks up to you and your content so much that he’s sure he’s dreaming when he has a full conversation with you on stream. your collective chats ship it SO much. imagine all the ship edits when you do a stream together in person as an off-collab.

UKI VIOLETA ->

(male reader for this one) he would definitely do a baking stream! much like the ones he’s done with his fellow nijisanji en members, he gives vague instructions and you try to figure it out from there. while uki is muted, his viewers would be subject to comments about oh my god he’s adorable he’s trying so hard to make me happy. ugh boy is down bad and let’s just say there will be so many more streams like that in the near future <3

ALBAN KNOX ->

he’s SO insanely shy and nervous it’s adorable. though, as the stream with you goes on, he becomes less nervous and goes back to his normal silly self. if he needs to, he’ll break out the mickey voice to make you laugh but that’s a last resort. his personality compliments yours in such a way that it’s just so enjoyable to watch, and he’s such a comforting person to be around as well.

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stormyelliotwritez · 1 month ago

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ok ik youre not taking requests rn (btw hope u have a good time during ur break) but whenever you can itd be much appreciated if you could continue the ftmxlogan fic (the one where the reader thinks hes straight but hes not) i love your work. You may further it however you like, but i personally am looking for like a supportive logan who tries understanding your identity.

Ty :3

HIIIIIIIIII IM BACK and yeah, i had a good break and now im here to make ya happy with supportive logan!!! SILLY BOY TIME!

HE’S NOT STRAIGHT?

(pt 2 of but he’s straight)

He dragged you along to the teacher’s lounge and then promptly pushed you into a seat. Without saying absolutely anything, he grabbed two beers from the fridge and then sat down next to you.

“Here ya go, bub,” he said as he held one out to you.

You took it and relaxed into the chair. He watched you for a moment before opening his beer with one claw. Damn, that’s hot. He obviously noticed your staring and slight blush and so he held his hand out, one claw still out.

“Want me to open yours?”

You nodded slowly. Damnit, why’d your words stop working? Why now? You’re literally sitting in the teachers lounge with the most hottest man ever who you’ve had a crush on for years and now your words aren’t working? Talk about bad timing!

He smirked and with that one claw, he popped the lid off your beer. He did it slowly and absolutely knew what he was doing to you. He wasn’t stupid, after all.

“So you have a crush on me, huh?” He asked with a s smirk.

You nodded again, trying to coax the words out of your mouth.

“Have for a while. Sorry,” you said quietly.

“Sorry? Why are you sorry?” He said before leaning forwards and taking a swig from his bottle.

He stared into your eyes before blinking and leaning back again. He was thinking. You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t figure out how to. How do you explain that you thought he would never like you?

“Well because I’m me and I’m not- I’m not like you. I’m different,” you managed to mumble.

One of his eyebrows raised and he stared at you. It was like he could see into your soul. He couldn’t but it sure felt like it.

“Because you weren’t born a boy, right? Is that what you’re getting at, bub?”

His voice was quiet and thoughtful. It sounded like he understood. Could he understand? You’d always thought no one would understand you.

Eventually, you nodded and glanced away from him.

With a finger, he moved your face back to look at him and tutted at you.

“Don’t look away from me, okay? I ain’t gonna think of you different so how about you explain it to me, the old geezer, yeah?”

You nodded and slowly you smiled. Maybe this would be okay. Maybe he could understand.

“Um, so I was born… a girl, ew, but when I started growing up, I realized I didn’t like that that much and eventually I figured out that I was a boy so I was trans,” you said slowly, trying to make sense.

He nodded along and rested his hand on your knee, squeezing it every so often. He took a swig of his beer as he listened intently.

“And when I ended up here as an adult, I was able to get on T and so now I look more like a man and I’m happier,” you finished.

You drunk some more of your beer and he smiled. He squeezed your knee again.

“Well you’re a hot man, thats for sure,” he chuckled.

You started blushing and chuckled before taking another sip. That wasn’t what you’d been expecting but it made you happy. He made you happy.

You two sat in silence for a while, just enjoying each other’s company, until Logan cleared his throat.

“I want to understand you more, bub. I wanna be there for you, okay? Can I do that for you?”

This sounded like maybe he was reciprocating your crush but maybe not. That was probably too hopeful.

You nodded and smiled. “Yeah, I’d like that, Log.”

He smiled as well and leaned in slightly. “And I’d like to maybe take ya out sometime as well.”

Okay, there it was. He reciprocated and you had to try so hard to not jump up and scream from excitement.

“Yeah, I’d really like that, Logan,” you said with a soft smile.

#it feels short #but i hope its okay #yay #requested #stormy writes things #x reader #x m!reader #x male reader #logan howlett x male reader #wolverine x male reader #deadpool and wolverine #logan howlett x ftm!reader #wolverine x ftm!reader

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yoyomomiko · 22 days ago

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TYSM 4 THE HEADCANONS U DID I LOVE THAT MAN SM I WAMT TO TAKE HIM AND PUT HIM IN MY POCKET OR BAG LIKE RAMONA FLOWERS HAD SCOTT IN HER BAG AND TALE HIM EVERYWHERE WOTH ME I WJBABWHWHAHABWHAHAHWH.

i love him.im SO normal abt him.

also ik that halloween is over...but... halloween headcanons with him?🤨🤭

-👻 anon(thats how ill go from now on ig-)

Pairings: Daisuke x F!reader (gender isn't implied but like that's what I had in mind while writing this)

HC: costumes, pumpkin carving and scary stories!!

Warnings: a little bit cringe, super short mb gang, a bit rushed. not proofread, probably contains grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language!!

(A/N): YOU'RE SO REAL FOR THAT, and anywaysss, ask and you shall receive😋 btw I don't celebrate Halloween so like... I hope it's accurate😢 Also I'm so sorry that this is short but like yeah😔 -> m.list

★COSTUMES

Even with limited resources aboard the Tuplar, Daisuke WILL find a way to make Halloween happen.

He's gonna have to get creative along with you because he loves you and wants to include you🔥

He's probably only gonna be able to craft a makeshift vampire cape from an old maintenance tarp or something

And you'll probably make a witch hat from scrap fabric, or pretty much whatever you want to be. The witch costume was his suggestion btw he told me that himself

Daisuke's gonna promise you that when you two are back on land he's gonna make Halloween super special for you, and actually buy or make better costumes!!

IF you're on land, prepare to have the best (just feed into his delusions atp) couple costumes ever

He'd probably suggest something simple like Mario and Princess Peach

But if he's feeling silly he's gonna want to be ketchup for Halloween and you will not be able to turn him away from that idea no matter what. You will have to be mustard.

★PUMPKIN CARVING

He's gonna be so sad that he won't be able to carve a pumpkin on the ship😢

He's probably gonna make it out of paper and you two will cut out a face!!

Truth be told he's a bit disappointed that he won't be able to carve a REAL pumpkin, but he's together with you and that's all that matters.

Again, promises you that he's gonna carve as many pumpkins as you want the moment you're back on land.

IF you're on land, Daisuke will genuinely be so excited and silly about carving the pumpkins

Why did I say pumpkins instead of pumpkin? Because he's carving more than one.

He probably saw those dumb pumpkin faces on the internet and he WILL take part of the trend and make their faces look so silly

And you're gonna laugh😤

★SCARY STORIES

UGH he loves these so much

He prefers to be the one who's telling the stories ngl

And he like, acts out exaggerated parts to make you giggle

Daisuke WILL randomly flinch while telling a scary story and you'll mist probably jump.

The stories told by him are either super funny or the most horrifying and gruesome thing you've ever heard other than the name Jimmy

And he'll say that WITH A SMIRK ON HIS FACE LIKE DAMN

If you're still a bit scared after he finishes the story, GET READY. He's gonna wait for you to be alone and jump at you randomly or just straight up make you scream

Another thing he loves is at night when you two are under the blankets and he just randomly starts whispering a "horror" story

This ALWAYS ends up in you two sleeping together and cuddled up close with blankets over you so you can barely breathe.

★yoyomiko ★miko

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shadesoflsk · 11 months ago

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Number 71 with re2r Leon could be so silly *twirls hair and blushes*

hiiiii anon😼 That idea is so cute please I'm melting. For this one, I immediately thought about an amusement park date (is that the correct name ? lol), and that led to a photo booth kiss! And you're sooo right this idea with re2r Leon is so silly he's just ike that! I hope you like it, take care. !!

71. “Kiss me, quick!” summary: re2r leon kennedy x gn reader, just straight up tooth rotting fluff wc: 1.0k

After accepting a job as a cop in Raccoon City, he knew that time wouldn’t be enough to be with you. That’s why, every time he has days off, he does his best to make it up for you.

Leon had decided to surprise you this time. The only clue he gave you was “wear something comfortable” and while it was an ambiguous sentence, you obliged. You took one last glance at the mirror, making sure you looked the part when Leon whistled.

“Ready to go?”

It hadn’t been a long drive, at least you thought so until Leon stopped the car in the middle of the road. Confused, you turned your head as you observed Leon rummaging through his pockets. Eventually, he found what he was searching for.

“A blindfold?” Your voice carried a sense of curiosity in it.

“Do you trust me?”

“Hell no.”

“Darling…please.” He whined, his lips forming a pout as exasperation filled his speech. It was funny to tease your boyfriend every chance you get, but now you spare him the embarrassment.

“Ok, no need to cry.” You took the blindfold and Leon made sure to check that you couldn’t see anything.

“How many fingers do I have?” He said as he lifted his hand, forming a three.

“Four. Now drive.” You couldn’t hide the silly smile that was forming on your face.

And with that, Leon’s hand gripped the steering wheel again.

When you finally arrive, Leon helps you get out of the car and the first thing you notice —besides the chill air— is kids screaming and giggles filling the atmosphere. At first, you thought Leon had brought you to a concert. But then again, kids wouldn’t be at a concert at this time of the night even if it is still early.

“Can I take it off?”

“Yes, let me help you.”

Leon gets in front of you and takes off the blindfold that prevented you from seeing anything. The previous darkness that blurred your vision is now disappearing as your eyes adjust to the neon lights that the scenario before you offers.

“Ta-da!” Leon’s lips curve into a cheerful smile as he extends his arms, showing you his greatest idea. He has been planning this date for days. Ever since he read this new fair was coming to town, he just knew he had to take you there.

He is the epitome of a good boyfriend, dates are always a must when he has free time. And even when he couldn’t be with you, he would leave surprises. A sticky note telling you how much he loves you? Done. Having flowers delivered to your front door? Of course.

“Leon I...” You let out a breathy laugh. Your eyes dart back from the scenario of countless games and rides lying in front of you, to Leon's eyes which look at you with a devotion and love that just makes your heart weak. “Thank you…”

And, as a way to show your gratitude, you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him, letting the warmth of your bodies embrace both of you. He places a kiss on your forehead and motions you to follow him.

You don’t know who was more excited, you or Leon. But with the way he kept tugging your hand each time he saw a ride he wanted to try, you may as well say him. He kept his vice grip on you all the way from the roller coaster, to the ferris wheel and to finally the haunted house.

After scaring the shit out of both of you, you decide to sit down for a while, catching your breaths as adrenaline still pumps through your veins. Your eyes, eventually, fall on a photo booth a few meters away from where you’re sitting.

Now it was Leon’s turn to be dragged around.

You both laugh in unison as you waste no time in getting into the booth, almost forgetting to insert the five dollar bill that the machine needed to work. Leon closes the red curtain and instantly pulls you closer.

You sit down, struggling to fit into the narrow and tight space the photo booth provided. Leon and you try fixing each other’s hair amidst the giggling fit you were in. The countdown for the photos starts.

“Leon! Stop laughing.” You mutter as you try to maintain a sweet smile for the picture. Leon, on the other hand, moved at the very exact moment when the machine snapped a photo. “For God’s sake Leon…” And as much as you feign annoyance, you are grateful for this little memory you are creating with him.

For the second picture, you both show a beaming and pearly white smile to the camera, pressing your cheeks to one another. However, as the first photo is probably blurry due to Leon’s inability to stay still, you decide to have the perfect picture just for yourself.

“Kiss me, quick!”

He almost didn’t hear you when your words left your lips. However, your instructions are followed to the letter, and Leon in a swift motion grabs your face. You smile between the kiss as you hear the camera making a click sound.

You don’t pull away right away, letting the romantic display of affection linger for a few seconds before the machine decides to break the sweet and tender moment.

“Thank you. You can now leave the photo booth. Please don’t forget to collect your pictures.”

“Don’t pay attention—”

“Thank you. You can now leave the photo booth. Please don’t forget to collect your pictures.”

“Jesus… I get it” Leon mutters as he reluctantly pulls away from the kiss. A dumb smile is plastered on his face as you admire his expression. You both walk out of the photo booth with your fingers interlaced, ready to see the results.

Needlessly to say, Leon stole that picture from you just to brag about what a pretty partner he has whenever he gets asked if he has a special one or not.

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy drabble #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #resident evil

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vampcubus · 1 year ago

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Fluffy Yushire Dating headcannons ?

(Anything SFW or NSFW we don’t get enough of this handsome man 🤌🏻)

Thank you if you choice to do this request!

ik my reqs are closed but i need this ok? i love him. still getting a feel for him so bear with me.

𝐘𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐑��𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐂𝐒

SFW

— In typical tsundere fashion, Yushiro tries very hard to convince himself (and you) that he doesn't like you one bit at first. But you're just so beautiful, and kind... and intelligent... it was impossible not to fall for you.

— I think it's a given that no matter who or what you are, once you're in a relationship with him you'll be put on a pedestal. It's just natural for him to treat you like some sort of divine being. He is at your eternal service, at your beck and call for as long as you'll have him.

— Yushiro loves fiercely, but he's quite shy. He honestly doesn't expect you to be affectionate with him, which makes his gawking reactions even better. VERY grateful for every loving touch you spare for the demon, almost trembling with excitement whenever you kiss or embrace him.

— He's quick to thank you for these gestures, even when you insist that he doesn't need to.

— Yushiro is the ultimate gentleman, and quite persistent to be as respectful as possible. Opens doors for you, pulls out your chair before you sit, insists on carrying things for you, etc... acts of service is a vital part of his love language, so please, just let him do things for you.

— He's very protective, so much so that he has to bite his tongue if you're a demon slayer. It's not that he thinks you're a weakling, it's just that he wants you to always be safe.

— He's a bit of a nag, but a well-meaning one, always reminding you to be careful and clear-minded when you have to part ways. Ideally, he'd follow you to the ends of the earth and always watches you leave with a wistful expression.

— Possessive! and quite vocal about it. Easily made jealous and tends to lash out when he thinks someone is trying to compete with him for your attention. He bows his head in shame when you scold him for his behavior, but he perks up when you reassure him that no one could compare to him. That doesn't stop him from getting that smug grin on his face when he witnesses you turning down admirers, referring to him as your lover.

— A sucker for the mushy stuff! nothing's too cheesy to him, he swoons no matter how silly you sound waxing poetic to him about your love.

— You're Yushiro's muse and even before you were officially a couple, he was painting you almost obsessively.

— Yushiro always wants to be by your side, no matter what you're doing. Catching up on laundry? he's right there folding with you. Winding down for bed? he's gingerly removing any accessories from your hair and helping you slip into more comfortable clothes. Even if he doesn't eat human food, he'll sit at the table with you so you don't have to eat alone. He'll take a step back if you need some space of course, albeit reluctantly.

— He's always asking if you need anything of him, to which you always say, "Just your company" and he melts every time.

— Take him out on dates!! doesn't matter where to, he's just happy to spend time with you. Whether you're tugging him along to festivals with flashy entertainment, or stargazing in a secluded getaway, he's having the best time. He feels so human in those moments with you.

NSFW

— Yushiro screams service sub to me. He’s ready to sink to his knees and tend to your every need at a moment’s notice. I think Yushiro's sense of shame goes right out the window the moment your voice takes on that domineering tone.

— Wants to worship you, if only to express his devotion to you.

— Yushiro is at his happiest when he's got his head between your thighs, content to lap at your cunt for hours, and gets annoyed if he's interrupted. He's quite skilled with his tongue, only needing a few pointers before he's a pussyeating master. He prides himself on being the best at pleasuring you and shudders violently when you praise him for it.

— An enthusiastic eater that moans against your sex, especially when you grip his hair or grind against his slick tongue. Gets the cutest pink flush on his pale cheeks and this fucked-out expression like he's in his own little world while he fucks you with his tongue.

— Tell him that he's being such a good boy for you and watch his slitted lavender eyes roll back. Yushiro won't ever touch himself without your permission, but sometimes he gets too overwhelmed and cums untouched. He's always so embarrassed when that happens, unable to meet your eyes as a shameful wet spot soaks his hakama.

— Yushiro loves to give, but truly can't handle receiving at all. He's so sensitive to every touch, his body jerking wildly when stimulated. He always rushes to apologize when he accidentally moves without permission and is overall very obedient.

— He's a total hypocrite that tries to tell you that going down on him is dirty, like sir you can't say anything as someone who just ate pussy 🤨 kindly shut up and let me suck your dick til your legs are shaking.

— All protestations die as soon as you take him into your mouth, lips parted and eyes all misty. Yushiro tries to be quiet, whimpering and whining as softly as possible. But he can't help but moan sluttily when he's close to cumming. Always asks where you want him to cum, no matter how fucked-dumb he is <333 so so polite always.

— Yushiro's pretty vanilla by default, but he's open to all sorts of experimentation. Whatever makes you happy! And to that end, I think it would be wise to remind him that he doesn't have to agree with everything you propose. It's pretty easy to tell when he's uncomfortable with something, even if he won't say it outright.

— He gets emotional when you're soft on him. He'll scrub at any tears that spring to his eyes and denies that he's crying at all. You just make him feel so wanted, and he's eternally grateful to be yours. So pile on the praise, tell him how pretty he looks when he's lost in pleasure, call him sweet names, and pepper soft kisses across his pale skin.

— Can't help but tell you that he loves you over and over during sex.

#‧₊🦇˚⊹ ashi writes #yushiro x reader #yushiro headcanons #kny x reader #kny headcanons #sub!yushiro #sub yushiro #female reader #fem!reader #dom!reader #dom reader #n/sfw

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christinarowie332 · 1 year ago

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i am his .

matt sturniolo x reader

pt 3 of “i’d be an idiot if i said no to that” and “i win” .

warnings - suggestive ? no droogs (boring ik)

y/n and reader realise maybe it ain’t just tension.

—————-

“matt your not even looking”

i say turning my head to look at him giggling , as i’m sat on his lap sideways at his desk .

“i am looking” he whispers lowly , still not looking away from me .

“oh i know your looking , your just not looking at this!!!” i say tapping the paper infront of us .

it’s been around two or three weeks since i hung out with them all and smoked together for the first time . since then i have barley left their apartment . nick and i have gotten so close , chris too .

turns out me and nick had more in common then i initially thought . we both loved melanie martinez , him ,her new stuff and me her old bangers . we also bonded over more personal things and silly things but it’s fair to say we are now attached at the hip . sleepovers . meeting my girl friends . added to group chats and staying up all night talking absolute nonsense and getting deep out of no where.

chris’s issues with him and his girlfriend were worse then we thought . his ramblings from the other night followed into the morning and ended up with us all realising she maybe isn’t the nicest girl . they broke up. this is one of the things that brought us closer . late night seshes talking and listening to music . walks when everyone else falls asleep . him annoying me for half the day .he’s turned into my little brother and i love tm the kid .

matt .

although there are no labels . i am his . not in a toxic way . i am just trilly enamoured with everything this man does . waking up to him smiling down at me . late night drives ending with not so pg moments . his light touches , speaking more then words . the only other language i would ever want to understand . his smile when he sees me and his brothers getting along well . and it’s the same for me . everytime i see his cold mask and attitude drop , everytime i catch him smiling while his brothers talk , everytime a song plays that he likes , watching his shoulders relax and the corner of his mouth twitch , it seems i can physically feel my heart swelling .

so here we are now , in his bedroom after hanging out all day , trying to get him to learn cursive . a silly thing i realised this man could not grasp for the life of him .

“MATT ITS NOT THAT HARD YOU JUST LINK THE LETTERS TOGETHER!!” i jokingly shout through chuckles . grabbing his hand from my thigh and putting the pen in his hand.

“ugh i dont get it !!! it looks stupid bro” he whines out putting his chin on my shoulder and wrapping his free arm around my torso .

“here” i say wrapping my hand around his and moving the pen for him .

Love.

i write it subconsciously and i feel him take his head off my shoulder . i turn my head at the loss of heat to find him staring at me with relaxed and warm features , his eye brows curled upwards and a smile lazily plastered on his face .

“what?” i say tilting my head slightly and shifting my body towards him .

he doesn’t respond and just placed a hand on the side of my face . moving his thumb up and down my cheek looking between my eyes and my lips before leaning in .

we kiss constantly. not being able to stay away from each other . each kiss saying a different thing . “you look good” , “i like your makeup today” “i missed you” “that was really cute” “i need you” . never has it ever said this . the kiss screamed many things . the loudest being “i think im in love with you”

he pulls away first . we both stay silent as turn on his lap and put both my legs over his , sitting face to face . his hands trail down my back to my ass , pushing me forward so our chests are all most touching . i move his hair from his face , admiring the boy in front of me .

i arch my back slightly as i lean in to kiss him again . hands in his hair and on the back of his neck . his hands are on the underside of my thighs lifting up and down at the movement of our make out . his cold fingers getting warmed by my body every time i move downwards on his lap .

he moved his mouth down to my ear , my neck , my collarbones. anything he can reach from this angle . leaving bruises and pink marks in his wake . making my head throw back at the sensation and stealing soft noises from me .

my hand trails underneath his shirt. fingers running down his chest , rising and falling with his deep breaths . he takes his top off with my help before lifting me and not breaking the kiss as he carries me to his bed . holding me up with both arms under my thighs before dropping me down on his bed and kissing down my chest. before making his way back up to my lips and placing a slow peck on them .

“ i want you all the time . i want to be yours and only yours y/n please” he whispers ,leaning on top of me , holding himself up by outstretched arms

“you have me matt .”

he has me.

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i hate this sm . i’ll give em a spliff ext time i swear guys i just need a spliff myself first !!!

taglst 🤍

@mangosrar @sturnphilia @urmyslxt @biimpanicking @soursturniolo @sssturniolofart @deatthmatch @martyniukpl @parkerssecrets @lividnity @littlebookworm803 @daddyslilchickenfingers

love u all :) -millz / milkie 🤍

#chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #milkietalks #milkie is down bad #matt sturniolo edit #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagines #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo oneshot #chris sturniolo x you #nick sturniolo x reader

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aachria · 4 months ago

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omg new chapter jst dropped im still reading i jst finishdd read coins letter and man i already love him sm

Like (spoiler alert ig if anyone's on tumblr before reaching the chapter???))

Hes so so so so funny and and :(( hes so dad figure coded

"Not even the great pirate era smh 😕" so real for that boo

ALSO ALSO ED AND COIN SPENDING THE TIMESKIP TOGETHER IS ALSO SOMETHING I PREDICTED Ed is gonna be such a badass. Also the line that goes "wherever you are, ill find you" makes me feel like you might legit make ed have both the coin training arc and be on the execution stand and i have never been more excited for something because i feel like if you do that we might get a luffy pov 🤭🤭🤭

Him going around calling ed his kid made me so happy. Guess ed wont have to worry abt getting too close to whitebeard now that they have their own found family dad "You’re probably something to brag about so I wanted a head start." Ed deserves to be bragged about 🗣‼️‼️‼️

him immediately saying that if rayleigh says his name is a dick joke hes lying is so sibling coded (and rlly zoro and ed coded i feel)

"And no matter what — what you’re fighting for right now, what your morals are, how shit you think your personality is, any of that bullshit — you couldn’t possibly disappoint me. " i cried, i sobbed, i shoved my head in my pillow and screamed.

And and "Just remember you’re everything, everything is going to be fine, and I’m gonna help you anyway I’m capable." :((( hes so cool i love him fr

"PLEASE do not prove me wrong on that one oml. I mean make your own choices slay queen pussy boss" hes the best. Friendship ended with Ed, Coin is my favorite self insert oc now.

"Pick you up later kiddo" FATHER??? bro is not only ed's dad hes my dad too now. Jst. *takes him and runs away*

I read the letter so many times i should probably get to the rest of the chapter this is gonna get long im srry in advance for yapping sm 😔

Glad we might have a reasonable explanation for teach knowing ed because that shit was worrying

The more i learn abt coin the more i want him as my father :/

The crew thinking ed might leave them makes me even more worried abt the timeskip. Eds so relatable hitting a lil too close to home w the attachment issues codependency line

ik i probs said this before but goddamn do i love the way you portray the strawhats and their dynamics

They're finally talking abt the convo ed and luffy had and the new world and im honestly hopeful abt this, without ace at the execution stand and, again im jst assuming atp, ed taking his place marineford might go way differently. Honestly them still being able to somewhat joke around makes me feel better. At least when they get separated it'll play into what they wanted to happen and what they were planning to do

OMG OMG OMG SABO SABOOOOO MY BABY OMG WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED WHEN I READ THAT HOLY SHIT

Thank you once again for blessing us with this amazing chapter, i will be off to reread it a dozen times now.

Coin is my specialist of guys and so sweet and lovely I just ADORE that parental figure-shaped man.

The way writing a Luffy POV would kill me. My man has no internal dialogue what the hell would I write for his silly goofy ass???? (I say this but I absolutely will write Luffy POV at some point, oneshot or not.)

I wonder if Coin works like an anti-Whitebeard shield. Like does his cool dad/uncle energy cancel out the daddy issues aura????

Tfw your kid is SO MUCH to brag about you gotta start before they even exist just to even hope of reaching an adequate amount of bragging. My man has that unconditional love in him where the dog should be.

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#sssbmty #one piece #one piece ocs

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dekarios · 27 days ago

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i'm rereading area x rn and i just finished annihilation #yourinfluence... ik u like control a lot, what draws u to him?

EEEEEEEEE I HOPE UR ENJOYING UR REREAD.... ^_^

so ive been mulling over this ask since i woke up and i've been trying to decide how seriously i take this question and thus my answer. i've decided for a sort of middle ground. i'm not gonna scream to you about him being my meow meow (which he is) but i'm also not going to take a few days to really go into depth which i was considering (going thru the entire book of authority and acceptance both and grabbing screenshots and going thru it ALLL to explain what about control i really enjoy....)

so middle ground. i'll try to be normal.

SPOILERS FOR AUTHORITY AND ACCEPTANCE INCLUDING THE ENDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also i talk about sex a bit

there's a lot about control i like. i think jeff is very good at making his characters detailed and complex enough that you can lose time on exploring who they are.

we can talk about how control is the trope doomed by the narrative, he was groomed from a young age to end up where he ends up. he has dreams and waking dreams of jumping into area x: his destiny is set, everything that happens to him is written in time and he cannot avoid it. he cannot fight it. he cannot control it.

control is the eyes we see the horrors of area x through. see the biologist isn't good for this, she lies to us, she changes the narrative, she excludes information, she manipulates and warps it to be exactly what she wants it to be. she controls how we view area x through her eyes. she's not our eyes.

in authority we get to see this [area x and southern reach] through the eyes of someone.. like us. john rodriquez is extremely normal. jeff purposefully gives him an extremely normal american name, there's nothing particularly unique or special about him. he watches tv, he likes chess, he jogs, he has a cat, he loved his dad, he likes to go to bars, he sleeps with attractive people when he feels like it, he dates a lot. like john is so normal man it's almost painful. but the first real thing we get with him.. is him asking his new colleagues.. the people he will become the boss of... to call him control? i know nonbinary people with less confidence in their chosen name than him.

we're immediately given this normal ass dude but something ain't quite normal but why? we learn why: spy parent and spy grandparent groom small boy into being a spy. something he doesn't align with at all. nothing about him is suited for it. in field work he fucks up because he makes him feel so confident his ego makes him sloppy. in office work he can't handle the politics and can't navigate it. he's assigned fixer because it's the only thing he can do; because he's a normal dude who can talk to people, has charisma, is pretty smart.

i like to think even his mother is very aware he's not cut out for it but she's still willing to help him, keep getting him new jobs and using her position of power and influence to save him time and time again. i think a lot about how she put him in the face of direct danger more than once, but most importantly in front of area x, knowing full well what it could do to him, but having to do this cruelty to him because he's the only person she knows well enough to know if he changes. if he stops being this nice fucking guy lol.

like think about how terrible he is at his job at director IMMEDIATELY. he's dominated and overshadowed by grace instantly, he tries to use charm on her and fails multiple times, he wants her to like him and he doesn't know how to do this but meakly submit and also say "please like me". you ever think about the stupid fucking internal thought he has? i can't remember exactly how its worded but its like "look out at this mosquito orgy and warm to me, grace".

which moves onto my next point: he's so silly. he calls his cat chorry. when he sees whitby freaking out he says "i'll come back later" and tries to leave. ?? like it's a comedy. he starts a war over a squished mosquito in his car, like grace looked out at the mosquito orgy and didn't warm to him, but instead chose to squash every chance of a relationship they had, without knowing if she did it. when in fact HE did it, he just doesn't remember. he makes a shit joke at the voice because he's mad and his best comback is turd. "you're a turd" is what john has in his back pocket.

he tries so hard not to be a fuck up but he's been groomed to enter environments where he can only fuck up because he's not built for it. bro should be at the club, basically.

i like to think about his relationships a lot, how he essentially love bombs his partners and gives them every single piece of him he can give, loves them so utterly and passionately, because he knows it's not gonna last but he wants to experience it all the same. he wants a relationship and love but the life he was given doesn't fit it. and clearly he's not terrible because his ex still tries to maintain a relationship with him, even if it's just platonic. she still cares, and that characterises him a lot. he's not a bad guy.

when he talks about how he knows he will leave them behind, that his need for secrets and to understand, to see beyond the veil, i can understand that. think about it: his mother left him all the time, disappeared for weeks, months, at a time, until she really left and it was just him and his dad. how he must have thought about her, how he longed to know what she was doing, why she was leaving him, what was so important that he would leave him and his father. as he got older, seeking this out, seeking her out, being offered the door but if he chooses to set through it there's no going back: the need to know the secret that took her away so desperately that he would do it. trapping himself in that cycle too, but it's his girlfriends he's leaving behind, and then later even chorry gets left behind, even his father gets left behind, his mother + grandfather, too.

you think about how when he packed and left his home he also left behind his fathers chessboard? that's leaving his father behind for these secrets, for the need to know. when he throws his gun into the ocean for ghost bird? growing away his grandfather, his mother, letting go of that life they groomed him for, letting go of the agent he is and becoming something new: something that will follow ghost bird to hell itself, and then at the very end: he drops chorry. the chesspiece he held on for dear life: his life. his normal, ordinary life. holding on to what he had in those evenings at home: a comfy spot on the sofa, some shitty movie and chorry on his lap. he lets go of chorry, lets chorry fall to the ground, leaves chorry behind for the ultimate secret. he needs to know.

he needs to know why he was put on this path, why he was groomed for this, why his mother left him, why he was put in the southern reach, why why why. his life was laid out for him, destiny written since his birth, a path he had no choice but to walk despite how unsuited he was. the biologist didn't go this far. no one knows what this secret holds. he has to know. it has to be him. no more secrets. no more being left in the dark. it's his turn to know everything.

i do love how it overwrites everything to him. when he gets close he doesn't think about anything else but knowing what this secret is. he doesn't think about whitbys thesis, he doesn't think about the brightness, even his love for ghost bird and his obsession with her (we'll get to that) goes out the window. he's determined if anything.

control is doomed by the narrative. and i don't think it's super obvious? if you don't remember the dream he has you won't realise that the start of authority is the end of authority: he dreams of falling, he jumps.

also back to relationships: when we're told he has one night stands and the woman he's sleeping with calls him a player and he remarks he doesn't think he's a player, which i think is very true, i think he would have a normal relationship if he was allowed to have a normal life, something very interesting is going on in that scene. did you notice? they're not having sex. he's going down on her. as she's calling him a player, he's performing oral on her. now this might not be something a lot of people pick up on especially in queer spaces: but men giving oral is not "common", as cishet men would like you to think. like think about it, a blowjob is an expectation, eating pussy is disgusting. there's many men out there who won't do it. far more than you'd think. i've been involved with a lot of cishet men in my life and they've been repulsed by vaginas, thought the idea was sickening, some were even confused i asked like pussy eating is a myth. hell there's famous men out there who refuse to eat pussy and talk about it proudly. control giving oral in that scene is a characterisation, he's happy to give, he's happy to provide, he cares about others, he cares about his partners, he doesn't see it as embarrassing or shameful or like a submission even, and since it's a one night stand he very likely enjoys it. so now we know truly, imho, what kind of normal man he really is.

i don't think these are my only reasons for liking him though. and i also understand people may really dislike him. like especially in acceptance, he was an absolute dickhead at points. he was unlikeable. he chose to try and torture and hurt ghost bird by making up fake lines in whitbys thesis. he felt awful about it, regretted it immediately, but he also never admitted it or apologised. she still forgave him. ghost bird put in work to make him more likeable at the end! but i also empathise with him a lot in the same way she does. he was not built for this, as i've been saying. no part of john rodriquez was made to survive area x. she knew that, we, the reader, should know it too. authority tells us how not cut out he is for all this, and then we see him jump. we watch him doom himself: we watch the narrative continue its descent to his demise. we read acceptance knowing he is fucked. that he is not going to survive the ending.

and boy, was i upset. reading acceptance was so hard for me. i was crying CONSTANTLY. every time i was pulled away from ghost bird and control i was ACHING to return (despite glora + saul being other characters i fucking adore, and i loved their sections more than i can say, i was taken out of them a bit by needing to know what happens to ghost bird + control!) and every time i saw the CONTROL or GHOST BIRD at the top of the screen i would VIBRATE.. and feel a bit sick.

i think a lot of liking control comes from seeing him through ghost birds eyes, and also how he sees ghost bird through his own.

think about authority again, he looks forward to seeing her. the interrogations become a sort of anchor for him to get through the day. they help. they steady the madness. ghost bird steadys the madness. that's why things noticably deteriorate when she's gone, and that's why he doesn't like when she changes. he still enters her room when she's sick despite knowing he shouldn't and regetting it because he needs her, he needs the anchor of seeing her. when she changes in personality he doesn't like it and misses when she was confrontational because he was expecting it: expecting his anchor to stay the same. when he's in the interrogation room with her everything settles: calm, white, just the two of them speaking, he feels like he has some control here, he can control this situation, grace isn't there, the former directors notes don't haunt him, whitby isn't in the corner of his eye, he's not thinking about the dead mouse and the phone. it's just him and ghost bird and he's in control. even though we know he's not, we quickly learn ghost bird has the control in their interactions and he's fooling himself.

he finds himself caring for her because that's who he is, he cares about people, he cares, so he tries to make things easier for her. he wants to help her. hell if he wasn't a mummas boy with mummas boy issues he might have tried to help her more. i think the end of the book shows that he would toss aside the agency for her, if he could (and he does). i like to think about the scene at the pond, where he wants to just talk to her, listen to her, be with her. he wants it to be a normal interaction. he wants to be her friend. to learn about her on equal ground at this point. he hits the point where he doesn't want that control with her anymore: and then he remembers he has to interrogate her because what if they're listening?

control brings me pain because i'm witnessing just a nice person be shoved into this weird ass horror scenario. i want him to go home, put on his jammies, and cuddle chorry. i want him removed from the narrative! please someone save my boy Oh no he's a bunny now.

so i hated the ending when i read it.

i hated it. i really. really.

hated it.

of course i did, i was fighting every step of the way for him to get a happy ending. i wanted him to be happy. he didn't deserve how much he was suffering, how tortured he was, he didn't deserve it.

but this is the horror. to return to an original point: he's our eyes.. into the horror.

he is the normal person, just like us, not fit for area x and all this government bullshit and alien bullshit and the bullshit, and his horror is our horror. how it warps and changes him, how his personality becomes something lesser, how he loses control entirely. how he WRESTLES for it. how he tries to fight and is crushed again and again. how he needs someone built for this to anchor him: how we return to ghost bird being the anchor, but for us too. she keeps us sane in area x.. as sane as we can be. but she's not a babysitter, it's not her job, she wants to protect, to guard, to be the warden for, but she has her own mission and she won't sacrifice it. she even tells control at the end, she gives him his full name, and tells him she cannot protect him here. he has to open his eyes. and he fucking runs. he runs.

but he runs forward. he runs past her. she lets him go and he lets her go.

he needs to know.

and that act of letting go lets area x claim him. transform him. he is no longer afraid.

see i hated this so so much. and i'm crying as i write about it. but i don't hate it anymore.

i used my sort of unhinged rabbit shit you might have seen all over tumblr to COPE. i had to go all in or i would continue to hate it and i didn't want that. i had to accept what jeff vandermeer chose for control. i had to accept his destiny.

the southern reach series is about ecofear, about ecophobia. it is about ecohorror. it is the birthplace of ecohorror to a lot of people. control is the embodiment of ecofear as a character. the fear of nature. he fights back against nature throughout the series. he denies it. refuses to accept it. we see how it destroys him, this denial.

and when he finally lets go, when he lets go of his fear, when he stops being afraid, he is transformed. the loss of human hubris. he becomes part of nature. in a very literal sense, of course. but you see my point.

i can't give myself full credit for this either, that essay i read put in a lot of work for me to help understand controls place in the story as our eyes. he is human hubris as a character.

ghost bird says he dies at the end, and i do believe her. at this point she can see far more than she could before, she is so attuned to area x that she probably knows.. everything. omnipresent, like a god, almost. i think she's just connected in a way that brings her closer to the aliens area x was made by originally - at least in my interpretation. i think if anyone would know if he survived, it would be her. if she says he's dead, he's dead.

but i don't think he's gone? or i think, in his last act, he did something. changed something, like ghost bird said.

i think that maybe when sweet little rabbit control jumped into that light, maybe time slowed down, maybe it was like a new reality entirely, he left his plane, maybe it was like a new dimension, i don't know. i think he learnt there: i think he got his understanding. i think maybe he knew more than a human could ever. let alone a rabbit. either way, we know as a rabbit he still had his thoughts: i like to think that he merged with area x in a way that made his dna part of area x, i like to think area x is alien, and him. a bit of human, a bit of earth, for this alien Thing.

and i think ghost birds theory that he made a door for them was right. we hear it from him himself, he loves her, and he never disliked grace, he was quite desperate for grace to like him in fact. i think he would have thought of them. done something for them. i wouldn't even be surprised if he was able to make it just a little less hostile to them. yknow? especially to grace, who was really just like him. just another person, but one with the strength to survive. idk. all of this is theory, ofc, and only mine, maybe.

control is a good person with flaws. he's funny, he's silly. he's caring and he is loving. he wants to be cared for and loved. he's driven by his issues with his mother, who loved him and abandoned him and hurt him, and he still forgives her. he forgets where he is and tries to be normal and people give him weird looks for it because normal isn't accepted here. we can't be friends. he knows that, doesn't stop him wanting it, doesn't stop him trying.

and boy does he try.

all he does is fucking try.

he tries and he tries and tries.

and fails.

again and again and again.

he fails.

he makes me sad. he makes me happy too.

i think it's kind of funny i've attached so hard to the most ordinary character in this series, but like i said i see him through ghost birds eyes. he's pathetic. he's pathetic and he means no harm. he's like a sad, lost little bunny rabbit who you want to protect.

do you ever think about how control says he tried so hard to get grace to run, begged her, sobbed to her, but she wouldn't move and so he ran. and then grace tells a different story, like he barely tried, like he bolted. do you ever think about how rabbits bolt as fast as their legs can go when they're afraid? do you ever think about how flighty they are?

do you think about how when the biologist came back, he tried to pull ghost bird away, but he ultimately fled? how he ran, bolted, even when it was ghost bird who he was trying to save?

do you think he's cowardly? do you think he's a coward?

do you ever think about how terrified he was in whitbys horror, those paintings, whitby curled up there, and how control stared at him? just stared? frozen, powerless? do you ever think about how rabbits stare? those wide eyes staring at you as they coil up inside for that bolt? do you ever think about how control didn't bolt, but calmly left, despite his terror?

is he a coward? or can he just read when he's truly in danger, and knows the correct response for it?

do you think he's a coward for not trying harder to save other people? do you think he should put himself in danger for them? die for them, maybe?

it makes me think about how fiction often shows us that our protagonists, or main characters, are heroes? it is the hero of the story.

he's not a hero. he's a normal, ordinary man, shoved into extraordinary circumstances. and he won't leave them. thinks he's something he's not. thinks he's made for this. he's not made for this.

the most human scene for me is when he's sobbing in his car and saying sorry over and over again. he's not a hero. he can't save you. he's just a guy.

and then he sees his mother and he thinks he can do it again. he'll go to ghost bird, he'll bring her back, she's the answer, she has to be, he can do this. he can solve this. fix this.

and then he can't. he can't do it. again he can't do it.

reminders over and over and over that he isn't fit for this.

that he wishes he was for his mother.

idk. this got really long and i can keep going. but i'm not gonna i am going to end it here. i have to for my own sanity. i doubt anyone is reading this far anyway.

i love control. he has shot his way up my favourite characters list a ridiculous amount. a lot of my love involves my love for ghost bird, too. my love for their relationship. their bond.

control is a damsel in distress who was doomed by the narrative and just needs a warm hug. you ever think about how ghost bird uses hugs to calm him? to anchor him? how she holds him. how he can only sleep if she's holding him? man. someone please get my boy out of this nightmare.

#fray.txt #ask #fair-lead #IM SO SORRY THIS GOT SO LONG I HAVE THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS AND SO MANY OF THEM #THANKS FOR GIVING ME AN OPPORTUNITY TO TALK ABOUT MY BOYYYYYYYYYYY #MY LITTLE TORTURED MEOW MEOW OF A MANNN #HE IS SOOOOOOO PATHETIC AND IM ENRAPTURED BY HIM

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leonenjoyer69 · 7 months ago

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*Inbox Invasion* Free ramble card!! Make it a long one, About literally anything, anything at all, can even switch topics constantly. This is literally just for fun.

LGOWKFLEKVK LET'S GOOO 🗣️🗣️

Okay so, starting off strong, let's go music. Will Wood and the Tapeworms, right? A few weeks ago I listened to both versions of every song twice to find which versions I liked better for when I eventually burned CDs (my car is old af, bbg ain't even got an aux, but also her ass ain't got an engine rn 💀) for the albums.

My verdict for Self-Ish? Literally all the songs are the exact same, except Self-, -Ish (which just sound a wee bit different), and Dr Sunshine is dead (which just has a longer outro in the original).

EVERYTHING IS A LOT THO? Some big differences in some songs. So here's my preferences:

6 up 5 oh- Remaster, the "oh how I know how I go.." Part just sounds better to me

(Bones)- Remaster, the radio/tv talk at the end isn't glitchy and stuff, like the OG

Front Street- Original, I like the snaps (tapping?) Behind the pre-chorus, along with the dialogue clip. But, also, I like how much clearer everything is in the remaster, so I'm kinda torn.

¡Akiado!- Original, I am,,,, not a fan of the extra end part in the remaster

White knuckle Jerk- Original. The background(?) Voices are quieter and sound kinda different. Idk I may be wrong about that tho.

Cover this song- Original. I hate hate HATE Batman will wood growling in my ear, please never make me listen to that version again, it was a genuine jump scare. (EDIT: THE REMASTER JUST PLAYED ON MY SPOTIFY AND??? HE'S NOT BATMAN ANYMORE??? IS MY SPOTIFY BROKEN?? PLZ IK I'M NOT CRAZY)

Thermodynamic Lawyer- Remaster. Not really a fan of the robot voice in the original.

Red Moon- original, his voice seems quieter or more drowned out in the remaster.

Lysergide Daydream- Original, don't remember why, so vibes ig lmao, there's not really a difference between the two

The First Step- Remaster, I think it just sounds a little clearer

Jimmy Mushrooms- either, they're literally the same lmao

Chemical Overreaction- original. WE CAN'T STOP HERE, THIS IS BAT COUNTRY 🗣️🗣️ need I say more?

Everything is a lot- Remaster, so then I don't have to listen to construction noises (or destroy to enjoy in general) 😋😋

So yeah, ig that's my dream Everything is A Lot album.

BUT NOW!! more music! But Chonny Jash this time!! Specifically the Ballad of Dr Jekyll and Bargaining/compromise.

First of all, I love the lyrical differences!! Ballad Jekyll leaning more towards blaming Hyde for everything and being way more self-pitying, while B/G Jekyll seems to have more of a subdued acceptance? Like, Ballad Jekyll is a lot more emotional and bitter, while B/C seems to take more of the responsibility. Also!! I like how in B/C Jekyll seems to be with someone else, while Ballad Jekyll seems to be alone. The contrast between the last lines ("but if it takes Mr Hyde with me, then I'm glad to hang" V.S. "so take my hand, hold it till the end") really does show that bitter self destructiveness vs that sad, duty-driven acceptance. AND LIKE UGHHH JUST THE LYRICS OF B/C IN GENERAL!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!

Also, the Mr Hyde Jive? I love Hyde being a silly fellow. Literally just being like "damn, I'm not the villain, smh, lemme go have some fun for you gayboy 🗣️🗣️ (might still ruin lives tho!! I am vice, teehee)"

Yk what? Fuck it, this whole ramble will be music. THE JEKYLL AND HYDE MUSICAL 🗣️🗣️🗣️ I love Anthony Warlow so much, all the Jekyll or Hyde-centric songs are so eoughhhh ughhhhh AHHHH. Favorite songs rn? Board of Governors, His Work and Nothing More, The World Has Gone Insane, This is the Moment, Transformation--I JUST UGHHH I love listening to his screams idk man. also Alive. I also love you, Gabriel John Utterson. His parts are so fun to sing.

BUT!! the absolute hold Board of Governors has on me is insane. Every time I hear the intro begin to play through my tv I look up. I'm literally pavlov dogged to that shit. It's basically a requirement for me to go "THE BOARD OF GOVERNORS OF ST JUDE'S HOSPITAL IS NOW IN SESSION!" every time it plays. I love sassy Jekyll and Stride, it's so funny, like yes!!! The girls are fighting!! The absolute sass of half that cast is crazy. I have every part memorized, I AM the entire cast and recreate it expertly 🗣️🗣️

Anyways, yeah, I love Utterson too, his voice is in my range perfectly, he's literally my bbg. All his parts in How Can I Continue On and His Work and Nothing More? Kdoelvkskfldk I love him I love him. JEKYLL THO? shaking him aggressively (lovingly) I want to chew on him and rip him apart. Warlow's voice for him is so EOUGJDJDKKD ‼️‼️‼️

OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR NOW, TYSM FOR THIS!! ILY, LOYAL SCIENTIST 🗣️🗣️🗣️

#will wood and the tapeworms #chonny jash #jekyll and hyde #jekyll and hyde musical #william woodiam #will Wood #my ramblings #music ramblings #answered asks

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pragerswoman · 2 months ago

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Heyy silly! It's me again ik you love me /j

Anyways i was wondering if you could do a Jake x miles where he is captured by miles and the recoms and tortured and beaten.

Ball busting

CNC? (If your comfortable with it)

Edging

Chasity

Spanking

Boot licking

And any other hardcore kinks you may think of :)

Capture

Warnings: Smut, MDNI, NSFW

Pairing: miles x jake

A/n: Hey hope you enjoy sorry it took so long I've been running all over the place seeing family and getting presents for my niece or nephew due at the end of this month. As always thank you for your request ☺️

"You know, I always knew you were a sneaky little shit, Jake," Miles said, his teeth clenched as he tightened the ropes around Jake's wrists. Jake's eyes darted around the dimly lit room, searching for an escape route, but all he saw were the cold, unfeeling faces of the recoms that surrounded him.

Jake's heart raced as he felt Miles' hand graze his crotch, a cruel smirk playing across the latter's face. "You're going to pay for what you did," Miles hissed, the malice in his voice making it clear that this was going to be far more than a simple beating. The room was bare, save for the damp concrete walls and a solitary chair that looked like it had seen better days. The air had tension, and the smell of fear wafted from Jake's pores.

Miles stepped closer, his boots echoing in the emptiness. "You're going to learn what it's like to be at the mercy of someone who doesn't care if you beg," he said, and with a swift movement, he delivered a crushing kick to Jake's stomach, sending him to the floor. Jake coughed, his eyes watering, as he felt his balls ache from the impact. The recoms chuckled, their cold, metallic voices bouncing off the walls, a symphony of sadism that made Jake's skin crawl.

Miles knelt down, his hand still resting on Jake's crotch. "Look at me when I'm talking to you," he demanded, and Jake's gaze shot up, meeting the dark, piercing stare of his former friend. He felt Miles' hand squeeze, and pain shot through him. "Now, we're going to play a little game," Miles announced, a sick glint in his eye. "You're going to beg me to let you go, but I'm not going to."

Jake's breath came in ragged gasps as Miles' grip tightened, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of Jake's balls. "Please," Jake whimpered, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own fear. But Miles just laughed, a deep, dark sound that sent chills down Jake's spine.

The first blow came as a surprise, a swift kick to Jake's side that sent him rolling across the floor. He curled into a fetal position, trying to protect his vulnerable package, but Miles wasn't about to let him off so easy. He grabbed Jake by the hair and pulled him back, slamming his head against the chair. The recoms watched with a mix of amusement and anticipation, their cold, unblinking eyes never leaving the scene of torture.

"You're going to tell me everything, Jake," Miles said, his voice calm, yet menacing. "Every single detail of your betrayal." He leaned in, his breath hot and sour against Jake's face. "But first, let's get you in the right... mood." With that, Miles brought his foot down hard on Jake's crotch, grinding his heel into the soft flesh. Jake's scream was muffled by the gag tied around his mouth, his eyes bulging with pain.

The recoms stepped forward, each taking a turn at delivering their own brand of punishment. One grabbed the chair, flipping Jake onto his stomach before securing him in place. His legs were splayed apart, leaving him utterly exposed and vulnerable to Miles' twisted games. The sadistic grin never left Miles' face as he reached down, unbuckling Jake's pants with a practiced ease. He pulled them down, exposing the shivering flesh of Jake's buttocks and the chastity device locked around his cock and balls.

Miles traced a finger around the edges of the chastity cage, watching as goosebumps erupted on Jake's skin. "Looks like someone's been getting a bit too excited," he taunted, his voice dripping with false empathy. With a quick flick of his wrist, he released the catch, and the cage swung open. Jake felt a moment of relief, only for it to be replaced by horror as Miles grabbed his cock and began to stroke it roughly. "Now, now, Jake," Miles said, a sadistic glint in his eye, "you can't get off just yet."

The pain was unbearable as Miles squeezed Jake's balls, twisting and turning them in his hand. Jake's body writhed against the chair, trying to escape the agonizing grip, but the recoms held him firmly in place. "Beg for it," Miles ordered, his voice low and demanding. "Beg for me to stop." Jake's eyes watered and he bit his tongue, refusing to give Miles the satisfaction.

The stroking of his cock grew more insistent, despite the pain radiating from his balls. It was a confusing mix of pleasure and pain, a sensation that Jake had never felt before. The anticipation was almost too much to handle. He could feel himself getting hard, his body betraying him, even though his mind screamed for it to stop. Miles noticed the response and laughed cruelly. "Looks like you're enjoying this, aren't you?" He leaned in closer, his voice a harsh whisper in Jake's ear. "You're going to come so close, Jake, but you're not going to get relief. Not until I say so."

Miles' hand moved from Jake's cock to his ass, and he delivered a series of hard, stinging spanks. The sound of flesh on flesh echoed in the room, punctuating the rhythm of Jake's muffled groans. Each smack brought him closer to the edge, but Miles knew exactly when to stop, keeping him in that torturous limbo between pain and pleasure. Jake's eyes rolled back in his head, his body trembling with need and fear. The recoms watched with cold interest, their grips on his arms tightening every time he tried to pull away.

Miles stood back up, wiping his hand on his pant leg as if Jake's sweat and pain were a mere inconvenience. "Now, for the main event," he said, his smile growing wider as he bent down and grabbed Jake's chin, forcing their eyes to meet. "You're going to lick these boots clean, like the good little bitch you are." He gestured to the mud-caked boots on his feet, and Jake's eyes widened in horror.

The taste of leather and dirt filled Jake's mouth as Miles pushed his face down, forcing him to lick the soles of his boots. Jake gagged, trying to resist, but the recoms held him firmly in place. Each lick brought a fresh wave of humiliation, his dignity being stripped away with every pass of his tongue. The room was silent except for the sound of Jake's retching and the squelching noise of his mouth on the wet boots.

Miles' foot began to tense, and Jake could feel his cock, still hard despite the pain in his balls, straining against the chair. Miles had him right where he wanted, on the edge of both pleasure and pain, and he was enjoying every second of it. "Fuck," Jake managed to get out, his voice muffled by the boot in his face. The recoms' grips tightened, a silent reminder of their control.

Jake's tongue danced over the rough leather, the taste of Miles' power coating his mouth. His mind rebelled at the act, but his body was responding in a way he never thought it would. Each lick brought him closer to the edge, the sensation of his cock being edged almost unbearable. He could feel pre-cum leaking onto the chair, his body's involuntary response to the torment. Miles chuckled, his hand moving back to Jake's crotch, giving his balls a cruel tug before resuming his stroking. "Almost there," he whispered, his voice taunting and mocking.

The pain grew sharper as Miles' grip on Jake's balls tightened, his strokes quickening. Jake's breaths were coming in desperate, shallow gasps, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to block out the sight of his own degradation. He knew that Miles was in no hurry, that the longer he could draw this out, the more satisfying his victory would be. The strokes grew rougher, the pain in his balls now a constant throb that threatened to overwhelm the pleasure.

"Come on, Jake, tell me what you want," Miles taunted, his voice thick with amusement. "You know you want it." Jake's face contorted, his body writhing in the chair, trying to escape the relentless assault on his senses. The recoms watched with cold, analytical eyes, their grips on him unwavering. They were all too aware of the power dynamics at play, and they reveled in the control they had over him.

With a smug smile, Miles nodded to the recoms, and they released their hold on Jake's arms, allowing him to push himself up slightly. "You want to cum, don't you?" Miles whispered, his hand still working its magic on Jake's cock. Jake nodded frantically, his eyes pleading. "Then you're going to have to be a good boy and do exactly as I say."

Jake's body tensed as Miles abruptly stopped stroking him, pulling his cock away from the edge of climax. The pain in his balls was unbearable, but the fear of what might come next kept him from begging. Miles leaned in, his breath hot on Jake's ear. "If you want to cum, you're going to have to earn it," he murmured, his voice dripping with malice. "But not yet."

Miles stepped back, his hand still clutching Jake's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. "You see, I've decided that you're not going to cum at all tonight," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Not until I say so." The room was silent except for Jake's harsh breathing and the echo of Miles' words. The recoms watched with cold curiosity, their grips on his body not loosening for even a second.

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