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cheapshrimpysheep · 2 years ago

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Onesie Party

SUMMARY: Ace and Deuce, with a hint from Cater and financially support from Kalim, gave you a costume made Grim onesie. And decided to throw a surprise (to only you) onesie party at Ramshackle Dorm and invite all the students you knew. Onesies were the mandatory dress code!

CHARACTERS: All NRC Students. (Leona is mentioned because, let’s face it, he would only wear a onesie if he was forced to)

TAGS: Fluf; GN Reader.

WORD COUNT: 3.780

COMMENTS: I'm new at posting here on tumblr. This is the first thing I write as a fan of something. I already read other things like this here and I enjoyed them. One night I was wearing my own onesie and got this idea. I also like to write so, why not?

I hope you enjoy reading. I did enjoy writing it.

BTW: English isn't my first language.

You were on Ramshackle Dorm. It was already late night, and you were getting ready to go to bed when you decided to make one last check at your Magicam.

You had a massage from Cater. He sent to you a post. It was a photo of someone wearing a black cat onesie with red fire in its ears.

Cater: It reminded me of Gri-Chan

Cater: they're making custom onesie!!

Cater: a Grim onesie would be so adorbs!!!!!

Cater: and you'd look so cuuute on one ;)

That made you giggle. You checked the post just to confirm what you´ve already thought.

You: They’re sooo CUTE!!!

You: I would love to have a Grim onesie but…

You: they’re so expensive :(

You: That and Grim would probably tease me about it and his ego would inflate even more -.-

Cater: hahahahaha He would do that because he would love to see you in that too XD

Cater: but yah... it's a shame it's so expensive :(

Cater: Ow... I need to go... Don't want to lose my head to be up past hours

Cater: nighty night~

You: good night ~

Little did you know Cater would tell your two dummy best friends about the onesie thing.

It was a chilly night, some days after that chat, and the sun was just a few seconds of set, when you heard a knock on the front door.

Grim smelled the air. “I smell FOOD!” he said, rushing to the door.

You hear Ace and Deuce's voices. And then you see them appear in the lounge where you were sitting on the sofa. If you were drinking something, you would have spit it out or choked on your laughter.

Besides having some bags with snacks, they were also wearing onesies. Ace had an ace of hearts onesie and Deuce had a two of spades onesie. They say that line of onesies were made based on the Queen of Hearts card soldier.

Ace was loud when he greeted you. Deuce was probably still embarrassed about the situation.

“You look so adorbs!” You said, purposely imitating Cater, and laughing. That made Deuce blush a little.

“HA ha ha. I know right?” Ace said, “But don’t think can escape from join us.”

“I would love to, but unfortunately for you, I don't have a onesie.”

“Are you sure?” Ace took out one of the things Deuce carried in one of the bags.

“OI!” Deuce protested. And Ace threw you a paper bag. Like a package that arrived in the mail. When you picked it up, you realized that by the softness, inside the bag there should be some kind of clothing.

You opened the bag while they took the snacks out of the bags and placed them on the table. And unfurling a gray onesie with a trifurcated tail, blue fire coming out of the cat ears and a black and white striped bow around the neck, which the zipper handle being a pendant.

“Don't just stand there looking at it. Go dress it before the party starts!”

“Party?! What party?!”

Ace had a mischievous smirk on his face.

“Sorry, (Y/N).” Deuce said, “I wanted to tell you, but they wanted it to be a surprise.”

“They? You mean there more people than you two who are involved in this?”

“Of course.” Ace said, “That thing was expensive. Who do you think we tricked to… I mean, who do you think offered to pay for the whole thing when he knew about it?”

You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. And someone else nocked at the door. Either it was a huge coincidence or a great timing. You put the onesie on the sofa and went to open the door.

Kalim’s greeting was as warm as always. He was wearing a red parrot onesie. He had his signature smile, until he saw your clothes.

“Oh, did we come too soon? Ace and Deuce haven’t arrived yet? I hope I didn't ruin the surprise.”

“Oh no. They are here. I just haven't put on my onesie yet.”

He sighed with relief “I got scared for a second. Then go try it one! I can’t wait to see how it looks on you!”

You smiled “Ok, I’ll go. After you enter.”

Kalim wasn't carrying anything, but the person who came in after him and greeted you had about three boxes stacked in his arms. You controlled your laughter because you knew he wouldn't like that. But Jamil looked so cute in his dark red snake onesie. You felt the need to say something.

“Don't be mad at me, but you look kinda cute on that.”

“D-don’t worry. I’m not mad” and he quickly balanced the boxes on one arm to pull the hood up to cover his blushing face with the other. “Thanks.” He whispered. That just made it worse. He was now even cuter.

You went to one of the empty rooms to change to your new onesie. When you returned to the lounge all the boys ware looking at you the same way, but Kalim was the one saying what probably all of them were thinking.

“Aw! You look so cute (Y/N)!”

“Myahaha. Looks like we find the perfect uniform for my hench-human.”

And before you could say something back, another knocks the door. You were so excited about seeing another NRC student in a cute onesie than you almost rush to the door.

OMG. Now it was Trey and Cater on a three of clubs and four of diamonds onesies. They'll tell you that the four card soldier onesies pack was on discount, so they took it. And of course, Trey brought one of his cakes. Like Deuce, Trey was a little embarrassed. But Cater...

“OGS, you look cuter that I thought! I need a pic of us (Y/N)!”

(OGS = Oh Great Seven)

They entered and after them… surprise of surprises:

“Riddle?!” It was already too late to try to sound less cooked. And he was wearing a red hedgehog onesie. “I-I didn’t thought… um…”

“Think, (Y/N), I didn't think.” He corrected you. maybe because he would anyways, or maybe to try to soften the soft blush that was already starting to form. “Well, since you always go to our unbirthday parties when invited, and sometimes even help preparing them, I thought the minimum I could do to show my appreciation was to attend to one of your parties.”

After he entered, something on the back of the onesie caught your eye. You weren't looking at that, swear! But that little round tail was so cute.

A few minutes later, new knockings on the door.

“Kalim?” You asked, “How many people did you invite?”

“Well, to be honest, I was thinking about inviting all the students at school. But Jamil said that you could not like that especially because it was a surprise party, so he suggested only invited the people you know.”

You smiled at Jamil as saying thank you.

“So I only invited… um, let me see… Jamil, Riddle, Trey, Cater, Leona, Ruggie, Jack, Azul, Jade, Floyd, Vil, Rook, Epel…”

Another knock interrupted Kalim’s list. Whoever it was from that list, it was better to open the door and fast.

Ruggie was wearing a hyena onesie. You were as happy to see him as he was to see you but... “Isn’t it a little bit… weird for you?” You asked.

“Hey! I'm a very loyal guy to my roots. Shehe.”

“That and Leona-senpai said it was either that or a lion onesie.” Jack said. He will revel to you that Leona was the one paying for Ruggie's onesie. and he wanted to buy the lion one for Ruggie, just to mess with him, but eventually Ruggie convinced him to buy the hyena one. Jack himself was wearing a dark blue onesie with little stars and little moons that glowed in the dark, what made you look confused and with a lot of questions at him.

Jack blushed. “L-listen, it's a long story. It was the only thing I had. I bought this a couple of years ago because of my little sister. I can explain it later...”

You didn’t saw anyone else with them. “Oh, what a shame Leona couldn’t come.” You say to Ruggie with a smirk on your face. Despite you really wanting to see him in a cute onesie, you know he wouldn’t do such thing.

And speaking of him, if you’re questioning why Leona would buy Ruggie a onesie just for that party. They made a deal. And Ruggie’s part of the deal was sneakily snap some pictures of your pretty figure on that cute onesie for Leona. And maybe he would save some copies to himself too.

Them entered and you saw that Ruggie’s onesie covered his entire back. So, his little tail was inside. Unlike Jack's tail, which poked out of his onesie and struggled not to wag like a happy dog’s one.

After the two of them entered the lounge, Ace started messing with Jack, and Ruggie started messing with Riddle because of they’re onesies. Nothing to make neither of them too mad, but it made you star worrying about other possible gests.

Not long after, you open the door again.

“Awww... why an azarashi-chan onesie? You should have got a Shrimp one.” Floyd whined. “Ne Jade?”

“He Floyd.” His Twin agreed “Oh, but you still look adorable on that direbeast onesie.” After Ruggie, it was no surprise seeing them on eels onesies. The funniest thing about their onesies was the feet getting out of the onesie while the tail continued a little further back.

But honestly, even more funny was Azul in front of them. Was he using an octopus onesie? Unfortunately for you, no. He was wearing a… business onesies! A onesie that looked like a suit. How did he even find one of those? You could have asked if you didn't just start laughing.

Azul looked a little upset about your laugh.

“I told you that one was stupid.” Floyd said. “You should have got a cute one.”

“I didn’t want a cute one.” Azul said back to Floyd, and then asked you: “Is there something wrong about the onesie I chose?”

“No, no.” You assured him, still giggling a little. “There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s just that I never saw a onesie liked that. I didn’t even know those existed.”

“I would rather see Azul on an octopus onesie myself as well.” Jade said with his signature smile that only the people who knew him knew it was a mocking smile.

“Absolutely not!” Azul reiterated. And as if trying to change the subject of the conversation. “Though, (Y/N), despite the preferences of my colleagues, I may say that you look wonderful in those clothes.” Oh, he tried to control the blush, but little did he know it was stronger than his wishes.

The Tweels smiled mischievously but didn’t say anything about it. Looking at them and thinking about the people that were already on the lounge, you realised something. You opened your arms in a signal for them not to enter yet.

“Wait, just… Can I please ask you something?” you opened your arms in a signal for them not to enter yet. But you quickly remember when you saw their, let's say, villainous smiles. You wanted a favor from the Fish Mafia, hum?

“Of course, prefect.” Azul said with his charming smile. “Anything you wish. You already should know that.”

There was only one thing you could use to your advantage when dealing with those three. And especially in this situation. They soften when their poor unfortunate souls are cute.

“Can you please not anger anyone? You know, teasing them about the onesies? I wanted everyone to enjoy the party.” You asked with only the necessary amount of puppy eyes.

“Anger anyone?” Floyd repeated, then smiled. “Is kingyo-chan here?”

Time to increase the puppy eyes, directed at both at Floyd and Azul. And while Azul was thinking you thought of a possible offer to Floyd. “I'll buy a shrimp onesie!”

Floyd’s smile softened and warmed. “Really~? And would you visit me with it dressed at Octavinelle whenever I ask you~?”

“Not whenever you ask.” You stood.

“And what if we set a maximum limit?” Jade said, as if that deal was of his interest as well. “Once a week maximum?”

“Once a month.”

“Twice a month” Floyd pouted.

“Fine. Twice a month maximum.”

“Okay~! What do you think Azul?”

“Um… Allow me to be the one selling the onesie to you, and we have a deal.”

You signed. “Fine.”

“It’s a deal then, my dear (Y/N). It’s always a pleasure to do them with you.”

If it makes you feel better, remember that you just made a dela with them while everyone wearing onesies. And little did Azul know he would be teased for his choice of onesie as well. At least Jamil had that to counterattack.

Next knocks on the door.

“Beauté! Oh, Trickster, your onesie is magnifique! Such clothing specially designed based on a close friend! What a wonderful show of beautiful bonds.” And Rook did it again, made you blush with his flourish. “Ah~” he whispered at you with a smile. “And of course, you could get even more beautiful.” He was wearing a light purple bear onesie.

“Rook, don’t spoil (Y/N) already with your complements.” Vil said. He was wearing a peacock onesie. He looked at you and smiled. “But I agree, it is a pretty cosy sight to behold. I even dare say you may look better than Grim himself.”

You smiled, still blushing. “Don’t say that in front of him.”

They entered and finally you see your fellow Pomefiore freshman. Epel was wearing a purple onesie with white lines with little drawings (like a Christmas onesie, but purple instead of red). But the biggest surprise was seeing him with his excited smile. You would think he from all people wouldn't like a party like this. I mean, it's kind of hard looking anything other than cute on a onesie. But he seems looking forward to the party.

“Ah! I love your onesie.” You tell him.

“Thanks! My grandma did it for me some time ago. I never had the opportunity to use it with other people wearing their own onesies too!”

“I also told him that he wouldn't need to worry about being the only one being called cute on this party.” Vil said.

“Oh! I'm eager to see what our dear schoolmates chose to wear on this night.”

“Um, Rook?” You ask before he continued followed the other two to the lounge.

“Oui?”

“I’m curious. Epel is wearing a onesie that his grandmother made. Vil is wearing, well, the animal that I most associated with him.” You giggle. “But I was wondering why you’ve chose a bear?”

He smiled at you. “I’m glad I picked your curiosity.” Rook had his, let’s say, hunter smile on his face. “Well, since you’re the host, I may tell you. You see, I always found fascinating by how a huge beast like a bear could turn into a soft and cute toy for children. Both an efficient predator and a fluffy friend. I thought it was a good fit for both the party and me. Wouldn't you agree, trickster?”

“Indeed.” you smiled, slightly worried.

Some minutes later, more knock on the door.

“HIII, prefect!” And you thought Ortho couldn't look cuter. He was wearing a magenta onesie with little horns, and with the ways he was moving you were able to glance a pointy tail behind him as well. He even changed his flames hair colour to match the onesie. “Wow! The Grim-san onesie is so cool! It looks so good on you.”

"Thank you. Your onesie is so cool too."

“Ha ha, thank you. They are from characters we really like. We thought it would be cool to matching clothes for this kind of party.”

“We? Matching?”

“And I’m already regretting that.” You heard a familiar deep voice saying somewhere outside.

“Ni-san! Come on, you said you wanted to show everyone how superior our onesies are.” Then he imitated Idia's voice. “There's no way those guys have better onesies than this. I personally upgraded mine from their standard self to accommodate my shut-in needs.”

“Fine, fine… you don't need to info-dump everything in one line of dialog.”

Instead of waiting for Idia to came out of his hiding place, you snick out your head to find him crouching to the wall close to the door.

“Heep! N-no need to jump-scare me.” He was wearing a onesie similar to Ortho’s, but his was teal, and the horns were longer than Ortho's. He was using the hoodie to hide his face, despite the long blue flames of hair that lit him. You could also see the pointy tail lying on the ground.

“Sorry.” Your eyes widened. “Your onesies are so cool! And the fact they’re matching is so adorable.”

Idia looked up at you, saw your cat ears with flames that match his own hair, and the ends of that same hair began to turn pink.

“(Y/N), could you help me convince my brother to enter the party. Please.” The please wasn't needed, he was asking you with his cute little brother's voice, and you existed heart couldn’t say no to that. That and you also wanted Idia in the party.

“Um… If I tell you some of the onesies others are wearing, would you feel more comfortable?”

“That could be considered a spoiler but… yah… If the game offers you some hint about the element of your opponent’s attacks, you’re a noob for not taking advantage of that.” And with it he at least got up. Making you be the one looking up.

“Let me see… Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater are matching to. They’re card soldiers.”

“Um… I think I saw the pack online…”

“Riddle is a red hedgehog.”

“WHA-? Riddle-shi is here?! And on a hedgehog onesie?!”

“Right? I was as chocked as you.”

“Well, from the small sample my theory still holds.” Idia whispered with a smug smile.

“So, will you enter with me Ni-san?”

“Y-yes. I-I can go with you.”

Ortho happily thanked you and tugged his big brother by his onesie sleeve. After they entered you could see in both onesies a little pair of demon wings.

You were still waiting for someone else. But it seemed to be taking longer than the others.

“Kalim. Please tell me that you didn’t forget to invite de guys from Diasomnia.”

“I could swear I invited everyone… AH! That's what I forgot to tell Lilia in music club meeting!”

“What?! You didn’t invite them?!”

“Don’t warry, (Y/N).” Jamil said to you. “I made sure to go to the music club room after their meeting was over and I came across Lilia on the corridor. I can assure you that I informed him of the party.”

You could hug and kiss this boy right there and then and it shown on your eyes. “Oh Jamil, you’re the best!” he said it was nothing as he hid his face in his onesie's hoodie.

Despite that, you were only relieved when you finally heard another knock on the door. You open it with an expectant smile on your face and...

Nobody?

“Goodnight, (Y/N).”

“Aaaahh! Lilia!” you scold.

Lilia just did one of his popped out of nowhere upside-down things. This time appearing on the top of your door trim.

“Fuhuhu. Forgive me, but I couldn’t resist.” He said as he turned to land his feet on the floor. He was wearing a black dragon onesie, with fluffy horns and tail and a purple belly.

You looked at him, he looked at you.

“You look so cute!” you both said to each other at the same time. And while you were laugh it off, three tallest figures appeared behind Lilia.

They were all wearing the same black dragon onesies. The only exception was that Malleus' onesie didn't have the fluffy horns. Instead, there were holes on the hoodie specially made for his real horns take the place of the fake ones. He had his charming, delighted smile on. The smile he always has when he's invited for something.

“Indeed, that is certainly a flattering attire. Especially on you, Child of Man.”

“Thank you.” You smiled and blush. “Come on in! I want to see your onesies better.”

“HA!” Sebek yelled. “A human capable of understand the grandiosity of waka-sama to be willing to admire his figure in such admirable garment.” He was probably calling the onesie admirable because it was design based on the dragon form of the Thorn Fairy.

This also made a sleeping Silver standing next to Malleus wake up. He sighed. “I knew this onesie was too comfortable.” He was the last one entering the hall.

It was funny seeing Sebek so proud for using a dragon’s onesie alongside his Waka-sama. Seeing sleepy Silver on that onesie was one of the cutest sights of the night. But you also felt sorry for him because he was struggling more than usual to stay awake.

And Malleus, the warm way he was looking at you on your Grim onesie plus how cute he was on his, you suddenly felt like hugging him. He would probably like it. Sebek wouldn't.

You told them they could join the others on the lounge, and they started walking there. But you saw Malleus staying behind with you, and with a little help from Lilia, the other two didn't realise it. The moment they walked in the lounge you heard Sebek starting an argument with Ace about their onesies.

“Is something wrong, Tsunotarou?”

“Do you remember me giving you permission to touch my horns?”

“Yes.” And you already did it once or twice.

“I know they are part of your suit, but would you allow me to touch your ears?”

It took you a moment to finally answer with a wanna-be smug smile. “You can touch them, if you're willing to suffer the consequences for the audacity.” And you even dared to try to strike one of Malleus' powerful poses.

“Ha ha ha ha.” You successfully made him give you one of his genuine laughs. “Fine then. I have never been one to cowered over anything.” He got closer to you, reached out his hands and started petting your cat ears.

And while he was entertained by that, you hugged him. He widened his eyes looking down at you on his chest.

“The consequences.” You told him. What made him giggled and return the hug.

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mctartney · 3 days ago

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Okay I feel like so much of it was a blur but let me try and write what I remember and share some of my highlights!

- Before the show we heard screaming and everyone rushing the other side of the arena and were like who the FUCK has turned up??? Well now we know lol

- He is such a genius starting the show with AHDN because that first chord??? Instant Beatlemania

- Let Me Roll It ok ok ok listen. Not usually an old Paul fucker. Him taking his jacket off before and everyone cheering was funny. BUT then him slowly rolling up his sleeves and undoing his top button during the verses?? oooOOH let me at him 🥴

- He didn't tell the "Jimi asked me to tune his guitar" story like usual, was just like "he was a lovely guy, very humble" 🥺

- I don't know why but I found My Valentine so emotional?? I don't know, it's just Paul has lost so many people but I'm so glad that throughout his life he has always found people to love and who love him

- I've Just Seen A Face in front of the Cavern backdrop made me UNWELL

- Paul get everyone to do the little "oh-oh-oh-oh"s in In Spite Of All The Danger and then the crowd kept doing it when the the song was over and he looked so happy and it made him laugh so he did the last verse again AW

- Blackbird - I've heard him tell the story about seeing the kids going to school in Little Rock before, but he told a story about how he got a text from a lady in Jacksonville who saw The Beatles there when they refused to play a segregated show and she said it was the first time she had ever stood next to a white person. Glad he makes a point to tell these stories because it makes it very clear - this was not long ago in the slightest.

- Here Today, okay I've never seen him have an emotional wobble in person, he's got through it okay. Every time I've seen him have a wobble in a video it's been on the "I love you" line. But this time he kind of had a moment on the "I really loved you and was glad you came along" and oh man. It's just so sad, isn't it? It's so sad.

- Now and Then, he had a little moment to admire the heart cards the crowd held up and it was very cute!!

- He started telling the story of the lost bass and then brought it out to play it and it was SO surreal to be in the same room in that guitar. He was like "I'm going to play it for the first time in 50 years" and then twanged the strings and was like "Well, it sounds like a bass!" djskf

- Get Back with the lost bass and Ronnie Wood was just so fun and they all looked like they were having so much fun!

- Let It Be was really beautiful, everyone lit up the arena with their phone torches. It was so special. Afterwards, he looked out to the audience and says, completely serious, like your dad giving his best advice "Let it be. There will be an answer. Let it be." I love him so much.

- Live And Let Die, one of the loud fireworks accidentally went off in the middle of a verse and scared the LIFE out of me. I jumped a mile and then looked back over to Paul who was just laughing djkdg. Him covering his ears for the last explosion at the end is so cuuute too he's the funny uncle at the party it's true.

- I've Got A Feeling. Ohhh. Sweet boy. Seeing him sing with John. Hearing John's voice ring through the arena so clearly. It's a lot.

- Paul: "We've got another special guest for you" Me: 🧐🙏 The Crew: *start dragging a drumkit on* Me: 😨 Paul: "Ringo Starr!" Me: 🥴😵

- IT WAS UNREAL!! THEYRE SO CUTE. Ringo truly is so little aww and they had a cuddle and Paul kissed him on the forehead. Honestly the affection between them was palpable, I dunno how to describe it. Just really fond.

- Lowkey Sgt Peppers and Helter Skelter were a blur bc my brain was just going PAUL AND RINGO SAME ROOM 50% BEATLES

- Then Abbey Road Medley went way too quickly and was all over so soon sighh

- He kissed the camera on the way out 😘😘 Love him to bits forever & always

#sighh sigh #paul mccartney #got back tour #oh on a personal note #i had a cold yesterday #and today i have NO VOICE AT ALL #thanks paul x

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melonteee · 5 months ago

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i recently got the one piece colorwalk compendium for new world to wano, and this really jumped out at me for being super cute🙏🏼 i thought you might appreciate it if you havent already seen this one 🥺💕

HE IS SO CUUUTE ISN'T HEEEE UGHHH he makes me sick <3

#ask #melonask

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xiaoscarasimp · 1 year ago

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Smol Bit of Cat Boy Smut 2

Lyney managed to come home ^^

Since you guys ate up the last one, here's pt 2, but this time even longer ^^

I notice the small amount of genshin smut of this variety(ie macor/micro etc). I do plan on writing more, but let me know what you think.

CW: (somehow even more than the last one) MINORS DNI

AFAB!reader, cum eating, cum as plot device, gags, anal, threesome, piv sex, oral, masturbation, consensual voyeurism, pet names, pet names as degradation, SiZe KiNk

Well, it was safe to say: one of the cat boys was about half size, the other slightly larger. Scaramouche, being the smaller of the two, sleepily drifted over to you, his small hands on your tit,snoozing happily away, probably not realizing that he had shrunk. Lyney, on the other hand, was awake, back turned towards you, tail draped over your thigh, probably embarrassed.

"Awwwahh!" you exclaimed. "You guys are so cuuute! Just the right size for cuddling. But, Lyney, I thought the magic was only supposed to be for last night? Why are you guys small this morning?"

"Well you see..."Lyney laughs nervously, rubbing his hand behind his head. "I used up a lot of magic last night, so rebound is a thing, thus leaving me like this. I'm not sure why Scara was shrunk as well. Do you feel anything abnormal?"

"Not that I can think of, minus the fact I want to squeeze you guys super tight." You laugh, then realize that the situation was probably messed up. "Either way: will you and Scara return to normal?"

Lyney thinks on it for a second. "So I'm going to have to do some research, but I'm fairly certain we can get back to normal."

You agree, and start to try and get up to make breakfast, but the smaller of the cat boys still had enough strength to hold you down to cuddle you even more. His hand was gently kneading your boob, and his head was nuzzling your chest. Scaramouche's ear and tail twitched happily, as if he were having a good dream. You try to tap his head lightly to try to wake him up, but the cat boy was too deep in slumber.

"Scara," you groan gently. "I need to get up and make breakfast."

"Nngn," Scaramouche sleepily moans. "My breakfast is right here." He starts sucking on your nipple. "Have your boobs gotten bigger?"

"So, uh, Scara. Don't be alarmed but the magic from last night apparently rebounded," you stammer. "So uh, my boobs haven't gotten bigger…you've uh, shrunk."

"Mhmm, whatever you say." He drifts off again. You exchange looks with Lyney, both of you wordlessly agreeing that Scaramouche would be in for a bit of a surprise when he fully wakes up. With Lyney's help, you managed to roll the blue haired cat boy off your chest so you could go make them breakfast.

Although your bed wasn't high off the ground, you still helped Lyney down just in case.

Now that you thought about it: Would cat boys land on their feet like a real cat if they fell?

You couldn't have the blonde walking around your house naked, so you quickly find a shirt for him to put on. Lyney struggles to get it on at first, but eventually manages to get his arms and head through the right holes. The shirt isn't overly big on you, but it looks like he's wearing one of those shirt dresses, although this shirt dress has anime characters on it. You set aside one of Scaramouche’s favorite shirts for when he wakes up, hoping to soothe his rage when it eventually strikes.

Lyney magics up some books on magic while you're cooking breakfast, trying to figure out how to reverse everything. The stack of books was impressive enough, but compared to how small he was now, it looked even more comical. His hands could barely hold some of the bigger reference books and had to end up using the other books to hold the one he was reading up. His eyes were a blur while he was reading, ears twitching impatiently, and ends up slamming each book shut after he was done reading.

"There's nothing!" Lyney cries. "The magic I used last night wasn't that abnormal, it was just to shrink you, give you cat ears and tail, and stimulate pleasure. I didn't think I cast any on myself or Scara, but maybe ... it has to do with how much we came? But no, that can't be right…." He continues theorizing under his breath when you hear a scream.

Yup, he's awake. You dread having to explain everything to him, so you drag Lyney back upstairs to explain everything. Getting upstairs is a bit of a challenge for the shrunken cat boy, though he still manages to get up there rather quickly.

"Y/n what in the ever living fuck happened to me?!" Scaramouche seethes. "Why am I Like this?!" He rages for a few minutes, and when he finally calms down, Scaramouche puts on his shirt, which falls off one of his shoulders. Lyney explains his theories on the situation.

"Hmm, that's great and all but why are you wearing one of her shirts? Also why aren't you the same size as me? Why am I the smallest?" Scaramouche glares up at the blonde, eyes filled with rage and confusion. He completely ignores Lyney’s theories and continues asking questions. You try to explain that you left him with one of his favorite shirts, but the smaller cat boy wasn't taking that answer, so you find one of your favorite shirts instead. This shirt was light blue with different characters than Lyney's shirt, however it still hung off Scaramouche even worse than it did the blonde.

You couldn't help but to laugh; these two were just so adorable, shrunken like this. It made you want to hug and squeeze them. You ruffle their cat ears as you finish breakfast although to your dismay, their appetites haven't shrunk. Lyney was still reading the magic guides while daintily eating a bagel with cream cheese while Scaramouche was devouring eggs and bacon. You unfortunately didn't have little forks and knives for them to use, so watching them try to use the utensils was quite comical.

"Aha! I got it!" Lyney shouts through the silence of breakfast. "It does have to do with the fact we participated in sexual acts last night. Apparently semen has a reactive effect with the magic, thus why we shrank, but if we follow rules of science 101, no matter can be created or destroyed, it can only change form. So by that stretch, y/n should be huge by now after how much you came in her, but she's still normal size. Well, she's huge to us now, but normal relative to everything."

"So in other words: we found what possibly caused the problem, but not how to solve it," you say slowly.

"I swear to God, if the answer is me fucking you the answer is no," Scaramouche starts fuming again,looking away from the two of you.

Lyney grabs Scaramouche’s tiny face, a smug look on his face. "Only one way to find out, darling."

"L-let go of me, yo-" He was cut off by a deep passionate kiss from the magician. Although he was making vocal protests against being kissed, his tail and ears betrayed how he really felt; he was enjoying it to the fullest. The tail starts to feel around for Lyney, and then wraps itself around his wrist. The blonde's hands ran down the smaller boys body, eventually finding themselves near his nether regions and started palming his groin. The bluenette was already a moaning, hot sticky mess, cock leaking precum through the shirt, and eyes starting to become hazed with lust.

As they continue to make out, you start to feel a heat pulling at your stomach. It honestly felt like you were watching something that you weren't supposed to; all the more reason was it was arousing. Your cat boy: a hot little mess in a big way; the blonde twink that stayed the night last night: having the upper hand, a more controlled hot mess. And you: the onlooker, face red, almost wanting in on the action.

No, I can't, you groan to yourself. They've gotta get things back to normal.

"Imagine y/n looking at us, touching herself to the sound of your moans," Lyney whispers in the smaller cat boy's ear, breath sending shivers down his spine. "I bet you would like that, wouldn't you?"

Scaramouche’s face turns beet red, and starts to become flustered. The idea of watching you masturbate while getting fucked was just adding to the stimulation of his cock being groped. Before he knew it, he had already cum all over the shirt you lent him.

As Lyney predicted, the magic was affected by cum, and as soon as your cat boy came, he started shrinking. It was just surreal; he was already little more than half size this morning, but now he was probably a little bit less than half size. The shirt is only a few inches off the floor, one shoulder completely out of the shirt.

"Dude, what the fuck?!" He screams. "Change me back. Right. This. Instant!"

"Hmm," Lyney hums, putting a finger on his cheek, as if contemplating an amusing idea. "How about we have a bit more fun first. First off though, our dear assistant for the show needs some proper, how shall we say, equipment." You feel a familiar sensation of the cat ears and tail sprouting from your body. They wiggle and twitch uncontrollably at first, but then you get a hang of how to move them again.

"Now, for our next act, we must head to the bedroom. My dear assistant y/n: will you help our darling Scaramouche up the stairs? Seems like it'll be a rather large challenge for him right now." You nod and kneel down to pick him up. Scaramouche hisses at you, embarrassed that he is so helpless and covered in his own cum.

As you arrive upstairs, Lyney instructs you to place the boy in your arms on the bed sitting upright, and for you to sit on the bed with him. He then climbs on the bed and magics up a small O ring gag, and places it in Scaramouche’s mouth, tying the straps snuggly on his head. A few grunts of protest were uttered through the gag, tears at the corners of his eyes, but was quickly silenced with Lyney tutting at Scaramouche, telling him that if he wants everything to return to normal again that he needs to be quiet and let this operation run its course. Of course, since he wasn't a complete scumbag, he told the gagged boy that if something is too much for him to tap his left ear twice with his tail, providing the condition that his tail will always be free while he was gagged. After that, Lyney and Scaramouche agreed upon a safe word: "Barbatos."

With that settled, Lyney got himself up on the bed, and lifted his shift up, revealing his own erect cock, dripping with precum, and placing it in the smaller cat boy's face. Scaramouche tried to turn his face away from the alluring member when the dominant one grabbed his face and placed the tip through the ring, causing the recipient to gag and have even more tears at the corners of his eyes, threatening to spill over.

"N-now my dear viewer, your job is to watch me fuck your cat boy's face senseless. But you are not allowed to touch yourself until I say so," Lyney directs, moaning from the stimulation so far. He wanted to cum instantly, but he wanted to have his fun first. "And you, dear Scara, are to use your tiny little mouth to please me."

He pulls the tip out of the ring and lays back, inviting Scaramouche between his legs to service his throbbing member. The smaller starts off with little kitten licks through the ring, holding the shaft in his tiny hands. He licks the underside, causing Lyney to shiver with pleasure.

"H-holy fuck," Lyney swears. "You're gonna make me cum before we even fuck y/n."

This was an invitation for the provider to put the recipient's cock back through the ring, taking about half it down his throat before the gag reflex kicked in. Despite feeling overwhelmed by the amount of cock in his mouth, Scaramouche still felt heat pulling at his stomach, his hands starting to go towards his own sex, when Lyney pulled his hands away and placed them on his own dick.

"We c-can't have you getting any smaller before I cum. Now, work your tiny mouth, and I'll show you what a real magician can d-do." He is almost at his peak. Lyney grabs Scaramouche’s hair and slams his face down to the pubic mound.

"M-mmpf!!" Scaramouche groans, not expecting to take the whole thing all at once. He tried to gag a bit, but the length was taking up his entire throat, the smell and taste consuming his entire being.

"Now, y/n, c-come around b-behind him and touch him using o-only your thumb and i-index finger." Lyney is close, almost not coherent enough to give instructions.

Doing as he said, you grab the choking boys small length, between your two fingers, using your index finger to run up and down the underside, and the thumb to balance it. He started bucking between your fingers in rhythm with Lyney's thrusts in his mouth, desperate for his release, despite knowing the consequences.

"G-good boy, Sc-scara," the magician praises. "Atta boy. Cum for me!"

Scaramouche’s throat and mouth is painted white by the cum; Lyney must have really been holding it in. He starts shrinking with a blissed out look on his face. His ears and tail twitching happily. As he cums, Scaramouche starts to grow a bit, but the process is halted the second he cums on your fingers. He slumps down on the bed, panting, white all over the ring gag. His tail resting against your leg and ears are turned happily off to the side.

The magician is panting like he'd just ran a marathon. "N-now, lick his cum, y/n. I'm curious what it will do. But first," He snaps his fingers and you are now wearing a black lace lingerie set, complete with garterbelt and thigh-high stockings. You gasp in surprise; he truly was a magician.

You lick his fluids hesitantly, wincing at the taste when you feel a sudden burning sensation go through your body, making you shift your legs trying to relieve it. Your tail twitches a bit, but then you realize something: your breasts are now threatening to spill over the bra. Everything seems a bit…smaller.

"Lyney, what did you do?" You question the blonde slowly. "Why did you shrink everything around me?"

"No, no darling- you just got a slight bit bigger is all," He corrects you. Lyney and Scaramouche gaze upon you in awe, Lyney seeing both a playground and a buffet, Scaramouche seeing his master tower over him.

Lyney removes Scaramouche's gag, causing the latter to cough and readjust his jaw a bit. The blonde then grabs Scaramouche’s face again and makes out with him, both cat boys moaning into each other's mouths. The bluenette then manages to push Lyney backwards into the bed, pinning him, an easier feat now that they were about the same size. Their tails intertwine and Scaramouche ruts his throbbing cock up against Lyney's, desperate for relief. The sounds of them kissing and making out make you feel a heat pooling in your abdomen and your pussy to get wetter by the minute.

"Ah-ah-ah," the blonde twink tuts, pulling away from the kissing assault. Noticing how wet you were getting, he motions towards your dripping sex."We have a whole feast in front of us."

He crawls over, motions for you to spread your legs, and then kisses the inside of your left thigh. His little lips felt like butterfly kisses: tickling but soothing at the same time. The kisses run up and down your thigh, with a few nibbles in between. You try to close your legs at the stimulation, but somehow, the small cat boy has enough strength to keep your legs open; or maybe you weren’t really using that much effort. As more kisses are planted on your thigh, your moans start slipping through your lips.

Scaramouche’s eyes dilate at the sight in front of him: his master’s towering form being worshiped by another person; a cat boy at that. The urge to shove the other cat boy away was strong, but the desire to please you was even stronger. He roughly grabs your right thigh and chomps down on it. You yelp a bit in surprise, but the tiny cat boy’s mouth is not strong enough to draw blood. As he starts to suck on your thigh, you start to moan even more; the double attack on your thighs was almost too much.

Sensing this, Scaramouche makes the first move to your pussy that was peeking out from the soaked thong. He nibbles up your thigh, and eventually moves the panties out of the way, revealing your soaked pussy. The cat boy hesitantly looks at it, enraptured by the smell, and decides to give it a lick. The smell, the taste, the texture, everything sent shivers down his spine; it was so overwhelmingly sweet that he could not get enough of it. Scaramouche gives your clit a few small licks before deciding to suck on it.

At first, you thought nothing of it, but once he started sucking on the enlarged nub, you can’t help but grab his head and shove him even further into your crotch. Lyney, on the other hand, climbs onto your stomach, pulls your boob out of the bra, and starts suckling on itt; his tiny mouth barely fitting around the hard nipple. The blonde tries to swirl his tongue around it, but realizes that his mouth is a bit too small; instead, he settles on sucking on it while kneading the breast itself. You can’t help but to moan a little bit; nipple play was honestly one of your biggest turn ons.

“You know what would make this even better, darling?” Lyney asks, eyes glazed over with lust. “Taking your boobs and squishing me between them.”

Not sure how to feel about this, you do as he says, and he looks as content as he can be. You decide to tease him a bit and move your breasts up and down, massaging him between them. Lyney eventually turns on his stomach and lets you tease his member a little bit before cumming on you. He did not care that he was going to shrink; he was just happy he was able to suckle on you and give you pleasure.

Scaramouche starts to move his tongue faster and faster over your clit, his little teeth grazing it every other lick. Combined with the magician sucking on your boob, it was only a matter of time before you became a babbling mess. You beg for your cat boy to go faster, bucking your hips into his face.

"O-oh god," He moans. The poor cat boy was so pussy drunk he couldn't make coherent thoughts. "In. I. W-want. In." Scaramouche moans through licks.

"Have at," you manage to moan, and with that you feel something wet prod your entrance. It took Scaramouche only two or three thrusts before he came, mostly from anticipation of being inside you. Like the twink who came before him, he started to whittle away in size.

You, on the other hand, started to grow again, fire spreading down your nerves. You could hear the lingerie set that Lyney had conjured up start to rip and fray; your breasts swelling to spill over the bra, and the garterbelt straps start to snap.

"H-hey, Lyney?" You nervously say. "I'm not gonna, uh, outgrow the house am I? I'm already bigger than the bed. Also where is Scara? I can't see him; he's too small."

"You'll be fine!" Lyney was still laying on your chest, curled up like a cat. "All you gotta do is cum and everything will (hopefully) be back to normal." He snaps his fingers and you feel ridiculously warm. "There, I enhanced arousal making it easier for you to finish."

Scaramouche peeks his head from between your thighs, ears facing forward, alert. He then climbs up your stomach to where Lyney is laying and sits in a W position.

You have a brilliant idea: you take your finger and run it along Lyney's tiny chin, tilting his face towards yours. "You're a magician right? Put on a show for me, using Scara as a prop. On my chest."

Lyney and Scaramouche look at each other, eyes wide. Their eyes seemed to convey the message is she really asking us to fuck each other on her enormous chest?

Lyney crawls over to Scaramouche, and starts kissing his already abused mouth. The bluenette didn't have the energy to push him away, so he melts into the kisses. The blonde pushes Scaramouche backwards against your boob and places his leg between Scaramouche’s, rubbing his yet again erect cock.

You start to purr, chest rumbling the two small boys on your chest. It was all too hot. You hands move down towards your clit, stroking it in a swirling motion. The motion starts slow, but gets steadily faster.

Another idea pops in Lyney's head:what if he and Scaramouche rub their cocks on your nipple? They climb up your boob and sit on either side of your nipple and for once, Scaramouche initiates the making out by grabbing his jaw and pulling it towards his face. He runs his tongue across the blonde's teeth and then forces it in his mouth.

As you're watching them rut their cocks against your tit, the swirling motions on your clit increase in speed. You then use your other hand to grope the boob that the small cat boys weren't on, pinching and squeezing the nipple. Then, you started moaning both their names, demanding that they grind faster.

The tiny cat boys start grinding against you even faster, both of their eyes glazed over with lust. They were entranced by your moans and start moaning themselves, Scaramouche moaning your name in Lyney's mouth and Lyney moaning Scaramouche’s name.

"F-fuck, I'm g-getting close, " Scaramouche manages to stammer out, grinding against your mound. "Nngnn!! Y/n, I'm c-cumming!" As he spills over and starts shrinking, Lyney thrusts his hips faster, inching towards the now even smaller cat boy so he could still kiss him.

The feeling of the cat boy shrinking on you was almost enough to send you over the edge, but to prolong the fun, you use one of you giant fingers and gather up some of the freshly spilled cum and take a small lick of it.

As the magic would have it, you started to grow again; you filled up a good portion of the room now. The lingerie had been ripped to shreds by your sudden growth, not that you minded. The only problem with being this big is the possibility of losing the two tiny cat boys.

Lyney looks back at you in surprise; he was confused that you were worried about out growing the house, but still ate Scaramouche’s cum to grow even bigger. He then got a dangerous idea himself and took a small lick of cum straight from the tiny cat boy's cock and felt the fire feeling of growing himself. Of course compared to you, he was still small, but compared to the freshly shrunken cat boy, he had to have appeared huge.

He then motions to Scaramouche and tells him to bend over. The small cat boy puts up a bit of protest, but is too spent to even consider fighting. Lyney uses some of Scaramouche’s cum and his own spit to prepare the hole for entry. First, he starts off with one finger and finds the small bean of pleasure in the bluenette’s rear. The one finger was almost too much. Scaramouche felt so small and abused, but the pleasure overrides that feeling.

Lyney lines up his cock with Scaramouche’s needy hole and plunges it in, the latter gasping at the sudden entry. The huge dick was threatening to rip him in two. The blonde allows Scaramouche to adjust to his size before thrusting gently and steadily at first, but then picks up the pace to a more uneven and erratic pace. Lyney's arms wrap around the smaller cat boy's torso and hands start pulling at his semi-erect cock to encourage it to stand at full attention. He starts by pulling at the tip, fingers massaging the underside. Lyney’s delicate digits grab on to the shaft, stroking it up and down, using his precum as lube. Eventually, Scaramouche cums from all the stimulation, his already tight asshole shrinking down on Lyney's cock.

"Scara, baby, get a-any smaller and I w-won't fit anymore," Lyney moans at the sensation of his dick being choked. "J-just a bit m-more, darling. Can you b-be a good boy a-and finish m-me?" Lyney was a babbling mess. He thrusts even harder into the tiny cat boy's ass. Scaramouche limp like a fucked out doll attempts to grind in a sloppy rhythm with Lyney's huge cock, but his movements weren't fast enough. Lyney grabs his hips and bottoms out in his needy, abused hole, and after a few thrusts, paints his insides white.

The squelching sounds of Lyney pound Scaramouche's ass was music to your ears. Your fingers work your sex even faster, your own movements becoming erratic as you buck your hips into your hand. As Lyney came in your cat boy's ass, you managed to climax, and you hear a pop and you realized you have two normal sized cat boys on your chest, both of them fucked out. You were back to your normal size, so the two boys felt quite heavy.

"Wheeew," you breathe. "That was good. Lyney, you're gonna have to teach me that magic so we can use it when you're not here."

The magician laughs, completely spent. "A magician never reveals his tricks, but for you, my dear, I'll allow an exception." He whisks out an ancient looking book. "This is the spell book. You can set parameters for size, stimulation, etc but you also have to be able to control it on the fly."

Scaramouche lazily swipes the book away from Lyney, scowling. He still felt humiliated after being so small, and so abused, and maybe even a little butt hurt. "Y/n you ever use this with out my consent, someone's gonna be in for a really bad time," He growls.

You laugh, promising that you won't use it on him without his permission, but made no promises not to use it on yourself.

You invite Lyney to stay for dinner, but he politely declines, saying he has a show tonight. He gives you and your cat boy tickets for the show, his face absolutely glowing. As he was leaving, you realize you still have the cat ears and tail; you try to call out to him about it, but he waves his hand and they disappear.

"I don't like that twink, but I won't deny: the past two days have been a lot of fun," Scaramouche bashfully admits. "Maybe next time, I can shrink you down while you're riding my cock with a plug in your ass, and have you scream my name" He winks.

pt 3 anyone??

#fanfic #genshin #genshin impact #genshin smut #scaramouche x reader #lyney x reader #cat boy #size kink #size difference #macro/micro #growth #shrinking #not beta read #scaramouche x lyney

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crgasmpuppet · 1 year ago

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penn badgley (circa 2015) x female!reader.

warnings: smut. lmao.

hi i don't know if people even read penn badgley/joe goldberg fics at this point but i am obsessed with this man and wanting to swallow his kidz so. lmk how u like it lol.

-wulf hailey

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laying on my floor and listening to music louder than most humans should physically be able to withstand is probably one of my favorite past times.

especially with my eyes closed, which might not really be a good idea. there could be a murderer waiting in the shadows at any given moment.

yeah, oka-

"holy shit!"

something knocks at my window and i scramble up and backwards looking for a weapon and end up with a shoe. i mean, at least my reflexes are fast. ish.

i hear a deep laugh come from the window and realize who and what scared the absolute shit out of me. my best friend in the whole world, penn. not to mention my crush for the past 11 years since him and his family moved in next door. another boy-next-door cliche, huh?

i turn down the music to a normal volume and walk to the window, shoe still in hand.

"penn dayton badgley, you scared me half to death!" i scream, smacking him in the arms with every word. he giggles maniacally.

"you should've seen your face! holy shit that was the best thing i've ever seen!"

“you aren't funny." i say, my cheeks burning . i roll my eyes and pull him inside. he falls through the window and lands on his ass, springing to his feet in the blink of an eye.

he's wearing my old, triple sized, brooklyn nets sweater (we have jointly never watched one basketball game in our lives) and a pair of grey sweats. classic.

"cat like reflexes. unlike you." he laughs, grabbing the shoe from my hand. "really?"

"you cant blame me! what weapons would a teenage girl have in her bedroom?"

he gives me a blank stare.

"hey, i wasn't near any of them!"

i sit back on the floor, while penn flicks through my records. he picks a few out and shows them to me. childish gambino, chance the rapper, and the cure.

"what a spread." i say sarcastically.

"whatever, you big bully. pick one."

"definitely the cure. you already knew before you asked."

"i know i just wanted to be cute." he fake pouts as he puts the record on and sits down by my side. plainsong starts to play, and i nod my head to the melody.

"yeah, it's too bad you suck too hard to be cute." i reach up to push his head of scruffy brown hair and he fake dies with his hand over chest.

“how could you say that? now i’m doomed to an eternity aloooooone…”

"get up, hamlet. this isn't theatre." i laugh. "you're so dramatic, it's almost cute."

"you think i'm cuuute." he snickers and pushes me over slightly.

i bob back up. "i said almost."

"yeah, whatever." he says, getting up to turn up the music. i get up to go and sit on my bed, "the grounds really hurting my ass.".

he turns to me and turns back to the record player. "boohoo, how do you want me to fix it for you?"

i cross my arms and pout. "maybe i wanted you to kiss it for me."

"ew, gross. you have cooties." he chuckles as he sits down on my bed, pushing me over to get more room.

"it's not my fault you're so long." i laugh. "maybe you should lose a few inches."

"you know what? you're right. i think some parts of me are too big. i think people might get jealous." he says, cockily.

lovesong starts, and it makes me forget whatever he's talking about. "shut up and let me listen to my music, you fucking nerd. you know this is my favorite!"

he realizes and closes his mouth in the middle of his "hey!". i close my eyes and he does the same.

whenever i'm alone with you

you make me feel like i am home again

whenever i'm alone with you

you make me feel like i am whole again

i feel a thumb brush my cheek, and i open my eyes slowly to see penn's deep brown eyes staring down at me. they almost look black.

"what are you doing?" i choke out, wishing i had never said them in the first place. my cheeks are red hot, and i wish his hand wasn't on it so he couldn't physically feel my embarrassment.

"are you nervous?" he asks, his big brown eyes searching for an answer in the cast expanse of mine.

whenever i'm alone with you

you make me feel like i am young again

i loosen my shoulders, that i didn't even know were tense, and look up at him fully.

"no."

whenever i'm alone with you

you make me feel like i am fun again

as soon as the last ounce of word comes out of my mouth, his mouth has replaced it. his full lips press into mine and i see fireworks going off behind my closed eyes. i squeeze them shut and push into him harder, taking his bottom lip into my teeth and biting it, maybe a little bit hard.

his big eyes open and look at me. i can feel them and i look at him, too. i let go of his lip softly, seeing it pull back to his teeth. it feels like a fucking eternity until he nods and pulls my leg over his till i'm on his lap.

he presses his raw lips into mine, his hands on my hips, squeezing them and leading them slowly onto the bulge in his sweatpants. i can't help but let out a breathy moan, immediately clapping a hand over my mouth.

penn looks up at me with those gorgeous puppy eyes and i forget my fucking middle name. he takes my hand down from my mouth and puts it to his, putting my thumb into it and letting it rest on his bottom teeth. the sight makes me melt into a puddle, and i fall back into his kiss again.

however far away

i will always love you

we both let out little pants, both of our mouths constantly open like we were scared that if we closed them, we would never be able to open them again.

however long i stay

i will always love you

i felt his hand slip down the back of my pants, stopping for a second to grip my ass in the nicest way possible, before his two middle fingers reached my clit. he twirled his fingers around and then slid them up.

"you're so fucking wet." he moans, barely getting the words out. "are you always like this?"

i nod slowly. "it's kind of embarrassing."

he grabs me by the bottom of my chin, pulling me back to his mouth. he slowly circles and teases me, while putting a hand up my shirt to play with my nipple.

he pauses, and pulls back. he puts his thumb up to my mouth, and slides it in. he looks at me with those deep brown eyes, and my mouth closes around his thumb, sucking on it.

he takes it out and rubs the cold wetness on my nipple, making me yelp a little before clapping a hand to my mouth once again.

penn takes my hand down again, looking at me.

"don't cover your mouth. i want to hear all the little things you say when i'm not here."

"penn- holy fuuuck." i squeak out, before he flips me back over to my back and climbs on top of me. he grinds on top of me, his hard dick sliding up to my clit perfectly.

"oh my fucking god, i need to be inside you." he almost whines, his teeth gritted and eyes closed in euphoria.

“please, penn. i need you so bad..” i trail off into sweet nonsense.

he looks at me with a sweet smile. "i've always seen the way you look at me. those pretty eyes. i've always wanted to see them like this."

"like what?" i hesitantly ask.

"hungry for me."

i'm genuinely speechless, and i guess he can tell, so he kisses me with so much animality that i can barely breathe. his lips lead down to my jaw, down my neck until i finally sit up and take my shirt off.

"wow, how smooth." he snickers, planting kisses down and around my chest.

"shut up, penn." i say, breathily. my mind is going a million miles an hour, yet i cant point out a single thought.

in a swift second, my pants are off, with no help to penn, of course. i cant believe this boy can tie his own shoes sometimes.

"what did you say?" he asks, his voice calm and collected.

"i said shut up, penn." i laugh. "you don't scare me."

"i don't wanna scare you." penn whispers, his hand slipping down into my panties. i automatically feel his fingers at my clit, and i feel another hand at my throat.

"i just wanna touch you." he smiles, going down my stomach again and littering it with kisses.

"i wanna feel you." he says kissing my thighs, softly. i buck my hips up with every kiss, a white hot fire between my legs. well, actually 2.

"i wanna love you." he says, looking up at me. his eyelashes tickle my thighs, and i look down at him, my eyes wide.

"and i wanna fucking ravage you."

"p-please." is the only word i can get out before he pushes a long, slender finger inside me.

"oh my fucking god." he moans, his head falling onto my thigh while he pushes his finger in again. "i cant believe you can get this wet."

"it's all f-for you. goddd, it's all for you."

he smiles up at me. "i know. do you know how long i've been waiting for this? god, you're so fucking perfect." he says, sliding his tongue from his fingers up to to my clit and i shudder.

"holy fuck, penn." i moan, running my hands through his long brown hair, gripping onto it and bucking my hips up.

he moans against my pussy, the vibrations shooting up my body, making explosions go off in my mind. he pushes his fingers in and out, sucking on my clit with ease.

he comes back up to kiss me, adding another finger inside me.

"are you ready, baby?" he asks me, sweetly. i nod, a little too aggressively and he chuckles, unbuckling his belt and shucking his pants off and throwing them somewhere to the floor.

he kisses me, his tongue sliding inside my mouth. i suck on it, making him moan into my mouth. he grabs his dick, teasing me with it by sliding it up and down, looking me in the eyes.

he slides it in, slowly, gritting his teeth and breathing out a moan. "you are so fucking beautiful. god, you're so beautiful." he chokes out.

"mmmph, penn. fuck, you're so good- "

"a-ah, fuck baby. you feel so fucking good. i don't ever want to fucking l-leave, fuck, babe." he brings my leg up above my head, going as deep as he can. the headboard is smacking the wall so hard it's nearly chipping at the drywall.

“p-penn, im gonna c-"

"it's okay, baby, i've got you. i-im going to, too, fuck-"

penn's eyes damn near roll back into his head, as he groans out the most guttural and gorgeous moan ever known to man as we both cum at the same time.

"holy fuck, baby, you're gripping me s-so fucking h-hard." he says, his eyes squeezed shut, leaning on top of me and biting my shoulder.

i take a sharp inhale, the pain subsiding to pleasure as i buck my hips up, making penn shudder and moan before he pulls out and lays next to me.

i take time to catch my breath before i feel a pair of arms wrap around me. i look over to see penn looking at me with those big brown doe eyes, and i look away, embarrassed.

he turns my face towards him, closing his eyes and pressing his lips onto mine. i smile into his mouth, our tongues fitting together perfectly.

we pull away at the same time, and he's already smiling at me. he's almost laughing.

"what are you laughing about?" i start laughing because he's laughing.

"nothing, nothing. i just-" he hesitates. "i've been waiting for that for so fucking long." he kisses the top of my head.

"me, too. that was perfect." i respond. i literally cant stop smiling.

it's silent for a little bit. it's a beautiful, comfortable silence.

"would you want to be my girlfriend?" he finally asks.

my eyes widen, and i look back up at him.

“are you serious?" i ask. "i cant tell if you're joking."

he looks at me, his eyebrows furrowed. "are you crazy? i've wanted you since i've moved here. it's definitely fate."

"you're such a fucking nerd." i say, giggling. i kiss him on the forehead.

he gets up to pull on his pants, and walks over to the records he picked out.

"because the internet. of course." i roll my eyes at him.

"you don't get it. donald glover is a musical fucking genius, baby."

he comes back and lays down, pulling me into his arms and resting his head on mine.

no matter what you say or what you do

when i'm alone i'd rather be with you

fuck these other niggas, i'll be right by your side

till 3005

hold up.

#penn badgley #joe goldberg #you

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howlingday · 7 months ago

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Day 5 of "9 Days of Lancaster"

"Shut up and kiss me" ◇ Hidden relationship

"Alright, guys, I'll see you later!" Jaune shut the door behind him. He told his team he was going on patrol tonight, even though it was his night off. He said he was just that dedicated to being a huntsman. Oscar was about to voice his concerns when Nora accused Jaune of sneaking out to be with his secret girlfriends. Ren and Emerald said nothing, both leaving Jaune alone to defend himself. Which he did, and rather well, at that.

"I'll be back later!" Ruby called to her team, earning a cat call from her sister while her girlfriend chided her. Her bestie rolled her eyes at her, meaning Ruby was off scot-free! Just like every other night, she said she was going out to do some late-night shooting, something she knew only she enjoyed and therefore wouldn't get any odd looks from her team. Ruby didn't like to brag, but she must've been some kind of prodigy at lying.

Jaune walked down the street from the team house, glancing back now and then to ensure he wasn't being followed, and made his way to the outskirts of Shade. Sort of on the bad side of town, if you could say Shade ever had a good side. Weaving through the alleys, he found a hold in the wall, a literal one, and squeezed his tanky body inside.

"You could have just left the armor."

"What if I'm attacked?" Jaune replied to Ruby, already seated and reading comic books.

"So?" She shrugged. "You have, like, infinite aura!"

"It's not infinite." Jaune rolled his eyes. "I can't keep going forever."

"That's not what you said last night~." Ruby teased, getting a blush from Jaune.

"I said I could keep doing this forever." He pouted. "Your sister is rubbing off on you too much."

"Nah, I'd say I'm rubbing off on her, more." Ruby said. "It's kind of weird when your big sister is asking you for romantic advice."

"Can't say I relate." Jaune sat down next to Ruby, arm over her shoulders. "Saph always just did her own thing."

"And now she's married with a baby." Ruby leaned into him. "Living her dream."

"Nah, her dream was being eaten by a fudge monster when she was eight."

"Huh." Ruby paused. "I thought Grimm would've been scarier."

"Well, it was a movie we watched when we were kids and there was-"

"A giant fudge monster?"

"Oh, so you've heard of it?" Ruby giggled as Jaune chuckled.

Then they looked at each other and it happened again. It was like they were staring at each other, but not really at each other, y'know? And not really staring, either. It was like, admiring someone as more than just them being a person, right? Poetry isn't really a strong suit, but the way they looked at each other, it was... It was so good! It felt so right! It-

"AW~!" Crooned a voice, making the two look away from each other. "You guys are so cuuute~!"

Peering through the hole in the wall were more than a dozen eyes and half as many grins. Jaune and Ruby were frozen as, one by one, their friends slipped inside their little love nest. Thankfully, it was spacious enough to get in, though moving around without bumping into anyone would be a challenge. With varying degrees of smiles on their faces, both Ruby and Jaune's teams waited for a response.

"H-Hey, uh, guys," Jaune started, "fancy seeing you here! I was just on patrol when I found this hole in the wall and then Ruby came in and we both fell and now you're here and-"

"Jaune?"

"Yeah, Ruby?"

"Just... shut up and kiss me."

#rwby #jaune arc #ruby rose #lancaster #9 days of lancaster #nine days of lancaster

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mrsashengrotto · 9 months ago

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Hello Mrs. Ashengrotto. 😊 I hope you're having a good day.

I'd just like to know—is this a genuine photo of baby Azul?

Because if it is,

SQUEEEE HE'S SO CUUUTE!!! SO ADORABLE!! 🥰

How could he not see how precious he looked? He was the sweetest little octo-mer in the whole Coral Sea!!!

I know, my son's adorable, isn't he? Oh, I know! Here's one of when he was even younger!!

Look at him, he's just the cutest thing!

edit (ooc): broo I forgot to credit the art IM SO SORRY - https://www.pinterest.com/pin/649644314991253566/ --- this was the og link, not linked so I'm pretty sure it's the original artst

#twst rp #twisted wonderland #mama ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto #ooc: I saw this saved in my files as 'lebebe' for some reason #idk man but it's perfect for this situation

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xxsycamore · 1 year ago

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>>𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬

↬ 👙 While trying on bikinis, you make Napoleon hard. Public place or not, you know when you have to take responsibility.

Napoleon Bonaparte x f!Reader • rating: E (MDNI) • tags: Changing Room Sex; Public Sex; Public Blow Jobs; Blow Jobs; Deepthroating; Come Swallowing; Praise Kink • wordcount: 1,032 • masterlist

a/n: I wrote this on a whim instead of sleeping. Don't look at me. For Late Summer Rendezvous, Day 5: Picking swimwear together goes naughty

"How is it?? Isn't it cuuute? I think it's even cuter than the last one!"

You spin around for Napoleon's eyes, showing off the bikini that got you gasping when you spotted it on the rack just a second ago. Just like the previous one. And the one before that.

Napoleon is understanding of the seriousness of the task. You gotta find the cutest one. It's tough.

Arms crossed in front of his chest, his dog tag necklace dangles slightly as he shakes his head with a troubled look on his face.

"I'm awful."

"Huh?" You stop in your tracks just before you can pull the curtain of the changing room closed again, a hand already making its way behind you so you can get out of this swimsuit and into the next one faster. "Why?"

"Because..." Napoleon starts, grabbing a random hanger from the rack before checking if anyone is looking at how he is about to enter the cramped changing room together with you. He's just there to help, it's plausible enough.

Once inside, he enjoys the way you back up to the mirror; the little shiver noticeably running down your spine as your naked shoulders touch the cool surface. You try to make space for him as he suddenly has you trapped.

"Because you think you're looking cute in that, when all I see is a piece of clothing I want to rip off you."

Surprised, you open your mouth before even thinking of what to say but it's needless anyway, because Napoleon steals your opportunity to say anything coherent at all. His hand grasps yours, guiding it on the front of his trousers. He's got a hard-on.

"I'm- Oops?"

"Is this all you got to say after shamelessly seducing your boyfriend? You're impossible, Nunuche." The click of his tongue has you biting your lip, something about his faint irritation turning you on. Had you known Napoleon is that easily influenced by the sight of you in those bikinis, you would have put in more effort in making him hard, for the fun of it. Maybe it's not too late to play that game. You can leave him here and return with a pair that isn't intended to be cute and see what he thinks then, palming his cock as you ignore him.

But you're not that cruel. You're his Nunuche who is even hornier than him, like usual.

"Why are you falling to your knees? Don't tell me you intend to-"

"Suck you off in the changing room? Yes, in fact, I do!"

Napoleon's emerald eyes waver for a second in caution as he slightly tilts his head as if to hear for any signs of people nearby. He signals you to be quiet, and weren't it for the zipper in your mouth as you work his pants down, you would've told him to watch his own mouth from here on and not worry about you.

Letting his hard, throbbing length rest against your cheek, you look straight at Napoleon while lowering down your bikini so your breasts pop out. Withdrawing, you catch his cock in your mouth, a bead of precum falling on your hot tongue as you start sucking him nicely, not losing any time in teasing. You love the powerful eruptions he's capable of when the pace is fast and he's not bothering to hold himself back.

Granted, he's already making that erotic face that lets you know he gave up on self-control even if he previously held any hopes of achieving it. Feeling hotter and hotter with you at his feet, he cards his fingers through his bangs to move them aside as he puts his other hand on top of your head.

"Yeah, just like that... Merde, I'm close- Swallow it."

You feel electricity running through your body as he speaks those last words, awfully a lot like an order, an accidental one, as you understand he genuinely worries about you making a mess. Enthusiased to make him see stars, you put your heart to the task, taking him in as deep as you can as the tip presses to the back of your throat. The involuntary whine that comes from you is what sents him over the edge, a barely hidden noise of pleasure rumbling in his throat as he does his best to warn you not to choke on his cum before he explodes.

You lose track of the times you take a big gulp of cum down your throat, and the thought has you lightheaded. Your boyfriend's vigor and potency are going to be the end of you one of these days.

Smiling weakly at him, you even tuck his cock back in his pants for him. "See, I swallowed everything and didn't make a mess!"

You can't quite put a finger on the expression Napoleon has on his face, if you didn't know any better, you'd assume he just got another hard-on, as you feel his thumb press onto your chin and swipe upwards to collect something, pushing it past your swollen lips. Swirling your tongue around it, you don't need to register the salty taste to figure out what it is.

"Yes, you did. Good girl."

Heart set on fire with the praise, you stand up to your feet again, turning around with your back to Napoleon to confuse him for a second before explaining as if it was obvious: "Does that mean we can now return to you picking up my swimsuit again? If you can't choose, I'll revoke your permission and just choose it myself..."

You feel his warm hands on your back, his low humming filling the small space as you steal a glance at him in the mirror untying your bikini top.

Instead of handing you the next pair, he first hooks his fingers inside your bottom piece and drags it down until it falls freely on the floor, leaving you completely naked.

"There, I'm choosing this one. I've been thinking about taking you skinny dipping for awhile now. And then some, ever since we got here. You can't refuse, can you?"

If it means one obstacle less in the way? You simply can't.

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moodooivy · 25 days ago

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So, I wanted to make this for awhile and here it is. My top 20 list of the cutest Hellaverse characters and how. This is all my opinion.

Number 20 Rosie

Look at her lil gooberish smile ❤️

She's literally so sweet. And pwetty too!

Some people might find her blank eyes creepy, but I think they're cute!

Number 19 Millie

Love her adorable buckchompers >

Imps are just so adorable.

Number 18 Loona

Look at her flooffy body and her face

I just love canines

Number 17 Sir Pentious

I love his hat

He is precious

Number 16 Moxxie

He's a sweetie pie truly

Number 15 Mimzy

I know a lot of people hate her for some reason, but like, she's so silly!

She's so smol and tubby!.... She looks like me.

Number 14 Husker

Cats are just adorable, so he's so cute as well

His lil face here

Love his fluffy, fuzzy, smelly belly

Number 13 Beelzebub

She's so sweet!

Her bright colors are so pretty

I love her fuzzy chest

Her tiny wings!

Number 12 Alastor

This might seem like a strange choice considering he's a "scary radio demon" but like, I like deer.

I love his floofy ears, and I like to pretend he has a tail

Also love the eye on his mic

Number 10 Valentino

I said he was the cutest Vee, but erm- I changed my mind. THAT DON'T MEAN HE ISN'T ADORABLE THOUGH

Love his squeaks!

I just love moths in general so much

Number 10 Stolas

I love him!

He's so adorable!

And his feetsies!

I love his eyebrow eyes

He deserves the world fr

Number 9 Velvette

She is that #bitch

She's so smol and short!

I love her outfits

Number 8 Vox

I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM SO MUUUUUCH!!!

His screen is so cute. His mouth is like a kitty's

He's so silly and cuuute!

I want to give him a giant shark plushy!

Number 7 Lucifer

Look at him when says boom

He's so silly!

Depressed duck man

Number 6 Niffty

Look at her big eye and her wittle mouth.

She's adorable but dangerous~

Number 5 Emberlynn

She is proof that cuteness doesn't mean innocence. I love it!

We would be best friends

Number 4 Saint Peter

How can anyone hate him! He's adorable!!!

He is best boy fr

Number 3 Charlie

I love her sm

Look at herrr!

Char Char is so sweet

Number 2 Emily!!!

Her face!

She's sooo adorable!

Emily is like, so sweet!

As for number 1... The cherubs!

I refuse to pick one, so I'm adding all 3!

I cannot comprehend how people are freaked out by them

Keenie is so cute with her little gloves

Collin is so sweet

Cletus is the cutest tbh

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manicplank · 10 months ago

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It could sound a but stupid, but what about pt crew parenting/babysitting? Like how would they act if some members had kids for example

Totally not because my fankid brain is kicking rn and I can't stop thinking of making children for them and make them pay child support

YO cause I headcanon that Gustavo has a son so

PARENTAL HEADCANONS!!!

Peppino: Not the best role model, but probably would act like protective uncle. Good with kids, very kind and patient. Gustavo's son calls him "Uncle Pizza" since he can't pronounce Peppino's name. Doesn't like kids too much, but is nice to them. He's surprisingly good with kids.

Gustavo: Has a son who he loves dearly, but doesn't see him often as he only has custody every other weekend. He is grateful that Peppino is so kind to his son. Gustavo is actually a fantastic dad. Spends as much time with his son as he can.

Mr. Stick: Not a fan of kids, but isn't mean to them. He might tolerate them, but he's also the kind of asshole to laugh when one gets hurt. Would probably make a lousy dad and an even worse babysitter.

Pepperman: Strangely enough, a good babysitter. He would sit and paint with the kid or tell them stories about how great of an artist he is. Probably lets them swing on his arm like a monkey. Does that thing where he tosses them up in the air.

The Vigilante: Old uncle vibes. Likes kids, they make him feel young. Takes good care of them, pays close attention. Tells them stories about bringing justice and fighting bad guys. Good at getting them to lay down for naps and usually naps as well. Would let them pet the animals on the farm.

The Noise: Despite being a manchild, he doesn't like kids. Like... at all. He would rather die than have a kid. He's not mean to them, per se, but might growl if one comes too close to him. The type of guy to go "EW!" if you try to hand him your baby.

Noisette: She LOVES kids! She would never want to be a mother, though. Once they start crying, she doesn't like them as much. She only likes the good part. Auntie Noisette! She was probably a babysitter as a teenager to make some money. Loves to play with them and tell stories.

Fake Peppino: He likes kiddos! Which is sad considering most of them scream and run away from him. ): He sees them the same way people see puppies or kittens: tiny and cuuute! He wants to play with them, but they're too scared of him. It makes him kind of sad.

Pizzahead: Neutral on children. He thought kids would love Pizza Boy's Pizz-pizza, but unfortunately, the things he thought kids liked were dangerous, like knives and explosives. Surprisingly, though, he is good with kids and can handle even the naughtiest of children. Kids love pizza, and he is Pizza.

Pillar John: Likes kids! Would totally let them climb up him like a mountain or let them roll him around like a log. He would have just as much fun as they would. He's a very jolly guy.

Gerome: Surprisingly good with kids. I feel he's the older brother, so he was good with lil baby John. Had lots of fun growing up with John. Would make a nice mellow babysitter. Good ol' Uncle Gerome. Would teach them about cleaning up after themselves. Could also get them to lay down for naptime.

#pizza tower #noise #the noise #headcanon #pizzahead #noisette #peppino #peppino spaghetti #fake peppino #pepperman #the vigilante #mr. stick #pizza tower gustavo #pizza tower gerome #pillar john

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queerfables · 8 months ago

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911 season 5 liveblog part 3

5x10

I'm finding it hard to believe these women are busy squabbling with each other when their husband has been blatantly lying to both of them

And they both have kids who are probably feeling very confused and upset right now maybe go take care of that

Lmfao Hen's advice about what Buck should get Taylor for Christmas. "Don't overthink it just make sure it's sweet and something she needs and also shows you know her really well" SO HELPFUL

LOL TAYLOR IS JUST AS BAD AS HIM AT THIS

Thank God for Athena telling these two women exactly what I've been wanting to say

Awwww they're bonding

Noooo lady ask him out you can do it

Awwwww he likes her too even though he hated the present she got him. Cuuute.

Oh NO Chris is freaking out about Christmas because he's worried about Eddie T_T

Oh jeeze Eddie so does not need a child frantically asking if his dad is dead right now

OK Buck's present to Taylor was crazy romantic

Oh no Eddie's leaviiiiing.

I'm sure Evan "Abandonment Issues" Buckley is gonna be super chill and normal about that

5x11

Lol at Hen's revolving door of partners

Oh God horrible??

This show has actually really desensitised me to TV injuries involving the bone showing, that used to be suuuch a major squick for me

Omg Eddie is doing 911 dispatch? Please. How long is that going to last. He's perpetually 0.5 seconds away from climbing out a third storey window to rescue a kitten. Eddie trying to keep himself out of danger by coordinating 911 responses like an alcoholic trying to pay for therapy by working at a bar.

Oh he's doing PR? That's so much worse. He'll be stir crazy in a week.

On one hand, Buck should probably not broadcast his scepticism over Eddie's career change quite so loudly. On the other hand he is meeee so how can I judge him.

It's very romantic of the wife to wanna take over driving in this Speed re-run for her husband but wasn't the whole point of Eddie's call that they can't switch him out?

Yeah so this is the kind of thing I mean though, how is Eddie supposed to watch from the sidelines while the people he cares about put themselves in danger doing the job he loves?

Oh no Eddie, left on the outside

Lol yeah Athena pegged it. Bobby's bullshit about trying to find the ~right person~ as if that has ever mattered so much before. Buck hated Eddie at first and Bobby told him to get over it.

I really love that Athena rides solo. Her being the only cop and the one who works without a partner, compared to all these firefighters who work as a team, and I don't know, I just think it shows up in some really well crafted ways in everyone's characterisation and the ways that Athena is a little different from the others.

Wow this lady is really hitting on Buck

Buck do not???

Buck stop this????

Oh he's so drunk

Hen you are giving Buck terrible advice

Yeah no that's better telling the truth is the only option but oof this is not gonna be good

I am having some thoughts and feelings about how Buck's spiral over Eddie leaving is manifesting as kissing the last person he jumped onto the roof of a car with

I'm gonna get weepy again, Chris is such a good kid and he loves his dad so much

Lol at how Eddie's response to Bobby benching him for his own good is identical to Buck's

BUCK NO

Come on you'd done the hardest part she knew something was wrong and honestly in the grand scheme briefly kissing someone else is not that bad

But now it is VERY bad

You asked her to move in instead of telling her

At this point the only thing you can do is change your name, move to another country and pray she never finds you

Oh shit Lucy is transferring here isn't she

Buckley you are fucked

5x12

Maddie! I've just been thinking about how much I missed her

Oh Maddie honey

And Chimney!! Hi Chimney

Aaaah them finding each other again gave me chills

They're two of my fav characters I've really missed them

Oh no I just full on started bawling when Maddie started singing "the wheels on the bus" to jee-an. That song is one of my son's favourites and there were a few months where singing it was the only thing that would calm him down. I was already way too emotional imagining myself in Maddie's shoes and I guess that was the breaking point lol.

Then Maddie and Chimney started singing it together and I got teary all over again

Oh this is bad I cannot have a hair trigger weeping response to the wheels on the freaking bus that's so dumb

5x13

"We broke up" what the FUCK

Lol at Maddie and Chimney catching up on all the gossip from the 118 while they've been gone

Erg, the bends is my nightmare, it's one of those human body related things I'm squeamish about

Lol Buck you are being SO weird about Lucy it's very funny

Eddie really looks like he's not doing so hot

"Pain is just weakness leaving the body" for fucks sake. you would have internalised that, wouldn't you?

Well at least Buck knows it was dumb

Urg, spiders, another nightmare :/

Yeaaaaaah this is real bad Buck

Holy fuck the woman just dousing the mugger and then herself in gasoline

Omg the fact that Eddie is having a breakdown and Christopher is freaking out and the person he calls is Buck T_T

God this is awful for Chris though

Oh jeeze, Eddie. This is awful.

Man this is devastating but in some ways I'm happy Eddie finally reached a breaking point and let himself feel his feelings

I'm also really happy that Christopher had someone he could call. That kid has been through enough.

5x14

Oh Eddie

Buck drew a heart that's so cute

Buck you REALLY should have told Taylor everything. She is going to find out, you know that right? That's literally her job description

I'm really liking this arc for Eddie. I don't know, his primary coping mechanism seems to be to compartmentalise and shut down the difficult feelings and it's been good to see him externalise a bit more. It's shown a different side of his character I think.

#911 abc

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