#it took me so many secs 😭

[maintohthakgayibhaishaab]

[vaaaaaiolet]

Anxiety left you sleepless all night. Leon figures his favorite dream of you might help.

mdni CIAO CHILDREN!! f / m smut w established relationship. put bluntly, leon fucks the worry out of you 😭 he talks you through sex by retelling a dream, tiny bit of character study, PRAISE!! TONS of fingering, 0.5 sec of cockwarming, light angst, p in v w/ a happy ending iykwim, aftercare and i love you's awww. also strawberries 🍓

a / n: req fic from my event!! i took the premise from isle of strawberries by edwin raphael and you can find a playlist for this fic here. motivational smut is a first for me LMFAO but i hope this works w your vision, anon <3 also PEE AFTER SEX YOU GUYS

word count: 2.5k // read on ao3

The 5 AM sun shines rays through the cracks in your plan. You thought you’d been convincing enough with your face pancake-flat against the pillow and your left arm thrown out of the blanket just so. You’d even made sure you had a foot poking into Leon’s side the way he always grumps about, but somehow, your boyfriend always seems to see right through you.

Just like now. 

A busybody poke on your shoulder. “Sweetheart,” follows a drowsy whisper, “what’re you doing?”

Sleeping since last night, thank you very much.

“No use playing possum. You haven’t moved an inch since we went to bed and you, ma’am, can’t sleep still to save your life. C’mere,” and you’re tugged to Leon’s side of the bed, the top of your head peppered with slow, sleepy kisses as he hugs an arm around your middle. “Did you sleep at all tonight?”

You clutch his forearm like a safety bar on a rollercoaster. “A little.”

“Enough?”

“Um…” 

Leon kisses his teeth. He’s usually the one on the receiving end of these questions, but he’s picked up a couple things from you. “Too hot? Too cold? Anything I can get you?”

“Nothing’s wrong, I just can’t fall asleep.”

A quiet sigh from you, a hum of understanding from him.

“Because you’ve been thinking again.” He asks if you want to talk about it.

“It’s just a bad night,” you mumble, playing absentmindedly with his fingers. “Overwhelmed. Been getting into my head about everything I should be doing but don’t. I feel like I’m letting everyone down all the time.” 

In the champagne pink of the early morning light pouring through the bedroom window, your eyes trace the corded muscle of Leon’s arm around you – a testament to the strength it takes to do his job every day. There’s scars here, burn marks there, a plum-hued bruise.

Your words stumble to a halt. Embarrassed color rises to your cheeks. 

The matter is that scars from his missions to the ends of the earth litter the chest cradling your back right now. Leon must be sore and aching, listening to you whine like a child with too much food on your plate. What could be keeping you up at night when he shoulders your worst nightmares for a living? All while you lay cuddled and coddled? You don’t know the first thing about worry, the paralysis in his bones that must pale to yours.

Guilt creeps up your spine, and Leon frowns at your sudden silence. You’re retreating into a shell he’s called home too many times. He won’t have any of that with you. 

“Hey, hey, you’re okay,” he soothes, smoothing back your hair. “I’m still here. You don’t wanna talk right now?” 

You let go of his arm and burrow into your pillow, mumble about how you like sleeping late on weekends anyway.

A scoff sounds behind you. “Sleep late, my ass.” 

Leon’s arm comes circling back over your ribs in an instant. He squeezes you so tight to his chest that you feel his heart thump behind your back, and you can’t help the unexpected laugh that bubbles up your throat when he lets go. It’s his favorite reflex of yours.

“If you won’t talk, I will.” Leon presses a kiss to your cheek. “Gonna distract you for a bit, sweetheart. Humor me?”

“Hm?”

“I wanna tell you about my favorite dream. You’re in it.”

You can’t pretend that doesn’t catch your attention like lightning to a rod. Leon doesn’t dream much, not besides the nightmares that have him scrambling to throw off the covers in the middle of the night. 1998 hangs thick in the air of your bedroom some days, but for him to have a dream where you don’t die for a change? That’s new. 

So is his hand starting to creep under your sleep shirt, playful circles tracing on the soft skin below your navel. Part of his distraction strategy. A successful one, if the skip in your heart rate has anything to do with it.

“This okay?” he rasps.

More than. 

You reach behind, cradling his cheek to kiss him a proper hello; allow yourself an anticipatory inhale when Leon’s hand dives under the waistband of your shorts. It takes exactly three seconds for his middle finger to pinpoint the pearl of your clit, and he circles it twice, maddeningly slow, before sliding right under to trace along the seam of your entrance. 

Leon keeps the pressure light. He needs your head clear so you listen. 

“It always starts the same.” He shifts his hips so yours widen for him. “I’m standing in the middle of a huge field, a strawberry farm. There’s nothing around for miles, just rows of bushes full of berries and storm clouds in the distance. I find an empty basket in my hand.”

You imagine your mountain of a boyfriend holding a basket like Strawberry Shortcake. Adorable. “You dream about picking strawberries?” you giggle, arching your back to fit more comfortably against him, and your consideration earns you a searing dip of his finger into your pooling arousal. 

“That,” Leon chuckles, “and a nagging, sinking feeling that I should be doing something but I can’t.”

Oh. 

“Mhm. It hits me that I have to pick as many strawberries as I can before the storm rolls in, and I can’t even move, sweetheart.”

You swallow the returning lump in your throat. Push down a sigh that was building at the upward roll of his fingertip inside you. Leon tuts at your effort, coaxing the sound out anyway with a press of the spongy spot he knows is tucked at the back of your walls. You crumple at the delicious nudge; it leaves you open to welcome another finger into your warmth.

“But this is a good dream because,” Leon smiles at your next gasp, “then I see you at the edge of the field standing next to a little house, waving at me.” 

He scissors you open like he’s got all the time in the world. You clutch the corner of your pillow when you hear it through the comforter: the soft, rhythmic squelch of his fingers curling into your cunt.

Pretending he can’t hear your whimpered little curses as he coos in your ear, “There you go, listen to that,” Leon continues. “That’s when I start thinking. There’s no way I can save all these strawberries in time. You’re standing there, smiling at me without a clue there’s a storm brewing, and suddenly all I can think about is getting you into the house before you get hurt.”

His lesson becomes one of endurance the more he talks. The fingers pumping into your pussy melt your brain into mush that’s chanting, more, more! Exactly the root of your problem.

“So then I- oh, poor baby. This isn’t enough?” 

Shit. You forgot you talk in your sleep. And apparently when you get fingered too. 

“Guess I can’t blame you. I get distracted in the dream too, fuck.” There’s a pause, a sputtering stop to the lovely fullness when Leon pulls his fingers out and promptly sucks them off. 

Even a worm will turn; you certainly do. You whine Leon’s name when he makes a show of it, gazing at you with half-moon eyes and a boyish grin pulling at his lips. “What, it’s my fault you taste better than the strawberries did?” 

No, for leaving you hanging. You were paying attention — maybe a bit too much.

“It was you, by the way,” Leon chuckles, lifting the comforter so his knees can bracket your thighs. 

“I distracted you in the dream?” you gasp, sliding your hands up his shirt.

“In the best way, angel. You helped me get moving again.”

The peachy light of dawn caramelizes gold as Leon climbs on top of you. It doesn’t warm the bedroom quite yet; Leon makes sure the comforter is tucked over your bare skin after he finishes kicking off his pajama pants. He’s back to murmuring sweet nothings, gently tugging your shirt over your shoulders so he can kiss down the swell of your breasts. You’re so toasty under the covers that the goosebumps now speckling your chest are entirely his fault. 

“I remember you picking a few berries off a bush,” Leon looks fondly up at you under golden lashes, pressing a gentle kiss over your heart, “and you just looked so content eating them. I was fretting over saving the whole field and you were fine with a handful.”

You’re itching to ask: but the storm’s still coming, isn’t it? Thunder, rain, your aching cunt dripping onto the sheets right under him. 

Leon is all too happy to answer. 

One hand cradles the back of your head so he can drop his mouth onto yours, leaving the other free to slip under the blankets, rub consolation over the hood of your clit, and finally, finally, notch the swollen head of his cock at your entrance. You cry out, clutching at Leon’s hair when he sheaths himself in a buttery-smooth stroke – as if it could be any other way with how you’ve melted like chocolate in his hands. You both gasp at the stretch.

Leon’s jaw works as he kisses you, savoring you. Spit bridges your mouths in between split-second gulps of air. Your heart thumps against your ribcage like you’re hanging off a precipice, no difference in the dizzying drop that waits ahead. His length sits adjusting inside the squeeze of your plush walls. 

Leon’s sentences come out chopped and desperate as he alternates sucking berry-toned love bites between your breasts, and he admits, “I don’t save the all the strawberries.”

You wheeze as if you’ve dashed across the field yourself. “No?”

“Just enough to last us the storm. Fuck the rest, figure it’ll grow back. Only need to focus on what matters – getting enough for you – so I pick a couple,” the thick of his cock is suffocating when it’s this still, “run,” Leon pants at the first snap of his hips against yours, outrunning the storm all over again, “and pull you inside the house before lightning strikes.”

Electric pleasure curls up from the base of your spine, spreads to your head and flickers down to your toes as Leon starts pounding into your pussy. No room in your chest for anxiety to linger when your eyes are rolling skyward. The edges of your vision melt into vignette as your lover sinks into you again and again. 

Tunnel vision. 

“Keep those pretty eyes open. Focus on what matters,” he repeats in a frenzied whisper, and the tunnel closes in.

All you see are Leon’s eyes. Smack dab in the middle of his blown out pupils is your reflection.

That’s it.

Coherency goes flying out the window with all your brainpower used up to connect the dots. “Leon, you-!”

“Tell me what you see, sweetheart,” he breathes sharply. “I know you can.”

You beg for mercy at each dig of his blunt cockhead. “Me, I get it, fuck! Please- just let me come!”

Course he can, he just has to drill something else into you first. 

“Need to hear you say it,” Leon grits. Nips at the base of your neck as your nails claw stinging holds on his shoulders. “Shit, I’ll make you see stars, don’t worry, I just need to – oh, you’re so fucking tight! – get it in your head. You can’t shut down on me.”

You thrash under him, make more space for bruising kisses to bloom up your neck. “But you’ve had it worse,” you sob out, overwhelmed. 

“How else do you think I know?”

He’s not letting you head off into your own storm alone. Not when you’ve saved him from his.

“Tell me you’ll let me in next time you get in your head, and I’ll make you come. I’ll make you come so fucking good, baby,” Leon hisses, stealing one last kiss from your panting lips. 

“Promise?” 

“Promise.” 

“I will.”

And you ought to thank your lucky stars your levees don’t hold. 

It starts with spiraling cracks. Leon reaching down to press his thumb over your swollen clit. One shaky thrust away from dislodging the last brick holding you together. A blink-and-you’ll-miss-it flutter of your cunt, choked breaths torn from his throat when the silken clutch of your walls sends him into that final crescendo. 

Leon’s fraying at the edges, obsessive in how rolls his thumb at the bundle of nerves that make you shriek his name, and you, hand in hand with him, finally let the swelling tsunami in the pit of your stomach topple your walls. 

Turns out he’s right. Stars explode across the night sky when your eyes squeeze shut. 

You can’t pay attention to much except the rolling tide of pleasure. Leon’s soon spilling into you, his brow pinched as he blindly works his spend into your cunt under the covers. His forehead glistens with sweat, hell, your baby hairs are a dripping mess, but strangely, you think you’ll spend the rest of your life chasing this warmth again. 

Your heart’s never felt more weightless. 

Glowing seconds sail by. Leon’s shaking arms eventually give way and he collapses onto your chest. You let out an “oof!” at the drop. 

“And then the dream ends,” you hear him sigh, eyelids fluttering shut.

About time, you think, smiling as you brush a thumb over his cheekbone. “Then you wake up?”

“No.” Leon cracks open a sapphire eye and grins. “Sometimes we do this.”

In the little hou- Oh. “Fuck you,” you laugh.

“It’s my favorite for a lot of reasons!” 

He sits up, keeping his touch featherlight when he pulls himself out from between your candied thighs. Tiny aftershocks jerk your thighs once, twice, and Leon takes the time to whisper soft apologies when he reaches for a tissue on the bedside table. 

“I meant it back there, y’know?” he hums, gently wiping off the mess between your legs. “I hate seeing you so hard on yourself.”

“It just feels like I’m making a big deal out of nothing. Especially when you’ve been through worse,” you mumble, picking at the covers.  

The tissue gets tossed into the trash, and Leon shoots you a small smile. “Worse to you, maybe. To me, the worst thing I’ve seen is watching you lose your spark and not being able to help.”

“You really think so?”

“Why wouldn’t I? I love you.”

So you remember your promise. 

You tell him you love him too, no more secrets to keep in your head. The bedroom blooms warmer than you remember it ever being, a little slice of summer straight out of both your dreams.

You remember the strawberries from the farmer’s market in the kitchen, and that Leon makes killer Sunday pancakes.

You remember how much you love afternoon catnaps with your limbs tangled between his. Infinite possibilities pile high like the papers on your work desk. So much to get started.

Focus on what matters. The rest will grow back.

You turn the other cheek, and kiss your lover on the mouth.

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[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | LIONESSES X READER | PT 6

pairings: lionesses x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: six

part one here

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

yourusername: a little photo dump

yourbestiesusername: i'm really proud of that first pic i took of you, i'm coming for your career

↳ yourusername: oi photography's my thing, go find another career

lucybronze: this is cute. you are really beautiful! ❤️

↳ yourusername: OMG NO WAY TYSM!! you're amazing ilysm!!

↳ lucybronze: thank you! @ yourusername

usera omg. the REAL lucy bronze commented on your post!!

↳ yourusername i am not okay rn

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

the imposter

YOU GUYS

GUESS WHAT OMG

the REAL karate kid

what happened?

lotte

is everything alright?

the imposter

NO EVERYTHING IS NOT OKAY

neev

you're kinda scaring me now

the imposter

i know i'm not a woso fan yet

bcuz i'm still incredibly uncultured

and literally don't know anyone yet

elton

yeah we know

the imposter

BUT LUCY BRONZE COMMENTED ON MY POST

I AM SCREAMING

the REAL karate kid

WHAT

neev

WOAH WOAH

hold on

stairway

that old grandma can actually use insta??

rusty metal

OI

that is so rude and offensive!

to that old grandma ....

the REAL karate kid

SHUT UP

rusty metal

the disrespect children have nowadays

unbelievable

well i'm glad she made your day y/n <3

the imposter

thank you!!!

i'm gonna go thrive in my happiness for the

rest of my life for a celebrity noticing me

peace out

lotte

well i'm glad she's happy

willybum

i need to up my game now

the REAL karate kid

me too

stairway

y'all are such simps

neev

says one of the simps herself

stairway

shut up niamh

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

brightness

you know

i just remembered that y/n is still in here

and we don't know like anything about her

at all

door knob

oh yeah

we only know her name

the imposter

i literally only kinda know your names

and that is it

neev

she got a point there

the imposter

honestly i don't get why i'm even still in this chat

not that i'm complaining

stairway

you've been fun to talk to these past few weeks

unlike most of the people on this group chat

who simply decide to ignore their notifications

elton

yeah fr

i didn't feel the need to make a new chat tbh

the imposter

i'm honoured?

elton

you should be

the imposter

uh okay ...

well

i'm 22

i'm a pro photographer and media editor/manager

and uhh i live in london?

idk what else to say tbh

stairway

photography's so cool!

the imposter

thank you!

earpsy

is toone being 10x more annoying

because i'm sick or?

the REAL karate kid

nah she's just that annoying

elton

now that is just rude

willybum

she has an encylcopedia on

how to be annoying

elton

STOP SAYING THAT WORD

wait

guys

neev

oh no

willybum

today on stupid stuff toone is going to say!

elton

oi! i'm not stupid!

the REAL karate kid

you literally thought germany started with j

elton

I WAS UNDER PRESSURE OKAY

anyway as i was about to say

isn't it crazy to think that the money you have

has probably been or could be in like

a stripper's bra or underwear at some point

the REAL karate kid

why does your brain function this way 😭

stairway

wait a sec-

....

she has a point

neev

STOP 😭

that is ALL what i'm gonna think about now

the imposter

never touching cash again that's for sure 😭

willybum

donating all my cash to the trash now

lotte

oh my days

why

just why

meado

WHAT DID I JUST READ 😭😭

part seven here

[mrsarnold]

girlll i swear every time i see your blog its getting prettier and prettier 😭😭😭 nowww how about some percy x oblivious!reader? where he tries EVERYTHING to hint at his feelings but reader still doesn’t see it 😭

can you see me im waiting for the right time. ۫ ꣑ৎ .

syn : in the req !!

pair : percy jackson x fem!reader

warn : fluffy fluff, reader is oblivious, kisses, reader is a lil slow but its ok!!

note : im glad you love my theme !! sparkle divider creds : @bernardsbendystraws

percy jackson was losing his mind. He’d tried everything to show that he loved you. from sharing his favorite snacks, giving you his hoodie, and letting you win at capture the flag—but you still didn’t get it. Every time you called him your “best friend,” he felt like he was sinking faster than he ever could in the ocean. No matter how many hints he dropped, you stayed blissfully oblivious, leaving Percy wondering what it would take for you to finally see how much he liked you.

"percy look at this seashell", you said excitedly reaching down to grab the loner seashell. percy was so out of it he didn't even realize the seashell. he was thinking about how to tell you how he feels without being awkward.

when you realized his dozeout look you quickly stood up and walked over to him. "Perc? you ok", you asked gently trying to get his attention. he snapped out of his daze and nodded awkwardly, "yea just thinking i guess."

You tilted your head, unconvinced. “Thinking about what?” you asked, your voice laced with genuine curiosity. Percy hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck—a nervous habit you’d seen a hundred times before but never quite understood. “Uh, just… stuff,” he muttered, his cheeks tinged pink as he avoided your gaze. You frowned but decided not to push him.

Instead, you held out the seashell, changing the subject. “Isn’t this one cool? It’s got this swirl pattern, kinda like a mini hurricane.” Percy took it from you, forcing a small smile. “Yeah, it’s… cool,” he said, but his voice lacked its usual energy. He wasn’t looking at the seashell; he was looking at you, wondering if you’d ever realize that the “stuff” on his mind was you—always you.

"well imma go get more", you said smiling brightly before walking away, leaving him to think. then a idea popped into that brain of his.

Percy walked around the whole beach to collect some seashells, pretty omes to your liking.

once he got all the ones he needed he started to spell out something on the sand with the shells. once he finished it spelt out, 'i heart you.'

Percy stepped back to admire his work, his heart pounding as he glanced at the seashell message shimmering in the sunlight. It wasn’t elaborate, but it was the best he could think of—simple and honest, just like how he felt about you. He stood there for a moment, debating whether to call you over or let you find it on your own.

When he finally spotted you walking back, a handful of new seashells in your arms, he felt a rush of nerves. “Hey, uh, can you come here for a sec?” he called out, trying to sound casual.

You glanced up, smiling as you made your way toward him. “What’s up, Perc? Did you find something cool?”

He motioned toward the ground, unable to form any words. You followed his gaze and froze when you saw the shells arranged neatly in the sand. “I heart you?” you read aloud, looking back at him in confusion. “You heart me? Like… as a friend, or—?”

Percy’s face burned, and he scratched the back of his neck. “Not as a friend,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.

You smiled when he said that making him a little less nervous. "But y'know it's ok if you don't like me back i just thought i should something-", before he could finish you leaned up and connected thebtwo of you's lips.

"i like you too percy", you mumbled out between kisses making him smile against the kiss.

[mymarifae]

yesterday someone on strawpage asked me what made me go from a dr. ratio hater to a dr. ratio enjoyer and that response took me. four hours . to put together. so you know what i'm going to share my thoughts here too. here's why i like this ⬇️ jackass a lot now!!!!!!!!!!!

he's a tricky character! the first interactions we get with him are so off-putting and unpleasant that i feel like a lot of people are like "wow, this guy is a self-absorbed dick, i don't respect him at all. can he go away" - i know that was my reaction! and he IS a dick. but like. listen.

it's really, really, REALLY easy to misconstrue 90% of his words and actions. it doesn't help that he has the speech patterns of a haughty asshole. and it alsooooooo doesn't help that aventurine's stunt in penacony required orchestrating a "betrayal" between himself and ratio. i think some of the things ratio said during All That constitutes the bulk of most people's persisting dislike of him. So:

1. everything ratio did and said was exactly what aventurine asked him to. this was all pre-negotiated. i think aventurine's insecurities acting up and the way he started doubting whether ratio was truly just acting threw some people off as well, but there is plentyyyyyy of evidence that no, ratio does not hate him and was not waiting for the perfect opportunity to stab him in the back and rid himself of this "damned gambler" but i'll get more into that in a sec ok? i have another bullet point to make first. and it's important so read it carefully ok? promise?

2. any comments from ratio pertaining to aventurine's race were said to fuel the narrative SUNDAY was building in his head probably from the second he learned which ipc executive would be coming to penacony.

aventurine's plan hinged on sunday's prejudice. he needed sunday to think of him as a liar, a cheat, a silver-tongued honeypot - basically, every avgin stereotype floating around in the universe. he needed to invoke a sense of insult. how could someone so... despicable invade the family's sweet dream? he needed sunday to be so wound up over his presence in penacony that he couldn't resist the urge to put The Vile Avgin back in his place. idk THIS ("this" being the real world parallels of how the catholic church ethnically cleansed the rroma during the 16th and 17th centuries) is a whooooole issue in itself that i don't have the time to go into rn because we're supposed to be talking about dr. ratio. oops

anyway the important thing to understand is that ratio absolutely does not look down upon aventurine's heritage. he was acting, with aventurine's blessing, to feed into sunday's biases. and he wasn't even good at it 😭... like look at this exchange from 2.0:

one snarky comment from aventurine and his ass is immediately Apologizing. his ass that's supposed to be acting like he doesn't respect or like aventurine At All. in fact, aventurine's "even under the watchful eye of the harmony..." comment feels a liiiiittle pointed lol. it's a subtle warning to ratio! like, "hey, dumbass, did you forget we're being monitored at all times?? knock it off."

and like this isn't even the only time ratio breaks character and puts aventurine's plan in jeopardy. he learns nothing from this interaction because it's worse next time. lmao:

this stupid fuckignb note. is extremely significant in manyyyy ways so we have to talk about it. first of all, stopping to check on aventurine's condition and to say "tell me if you can't hold on any longer" RIGHT IN FRONT OF SUNDAY (basically, since the family was monitoring everything and a few minutes later we see one of gopher wood's birds hanging out in that general area)?? BRO

if he wanted to, this brief interaction would have been enough for sunday to call their bluff. and aventurine knew that; many of his lines here feel like attempts to redirect ratio into picking the act back up and to stop trying to help him.

next, the stupid fuckignb note's contents. yes yes the second half is very sweet and it's all anyone ever wants to talk about and i understand because it probably meant the world to aventurine especially in that moment but i need you to look at the first half

ratio gave aventurine the answer..? he. gave him the answer. you might be wondering why this matters at all and i'll just have to redirect you to his actions in 1.6, wherein he notably refused to give any answers and let asta, stelle, and like everyone else on the space station flounder, learn from their floundering, and - ultimately - Grow

ratio is a teacher through and through. if someone isn't one of those "geniuses" he wants nothing to do with, they're a potential student in his eyes. and everything that happened in mundane troubles was the space station's final exam, so to speak. his inaction wasn't out of cruelty or because he didn't care about the fate of all the people on the station - obviously he did, because he was the one using the phase flame to teleport the missing researchers to safety...

he posited himself as a safety net in case things went horribly terribly wrong, but he left most of it up to stelle and asta, because he believed in them. they had all the information they needed; they just needed to figure out how to utilize it. and if they failed, well... they had their safety net, and failure is a learning experience too. like, ratio wants people to learn. he wants them to have all the skills and knowledge they could possibly need to take charge of their lives.

the "geniuses" of the world, the head honchos, the impossibly rich 0.0001%? whatever you want to call them, there's always this Upper Level in society that can do things "ordinary" people can never dream of doing. their way of life is simply unattainable. ratio disagrees. he believes that anyone can do anything, if someone would only take the time to teach them. and he's chosen to be one of those teachers! instead of sitting on his ass and just theorizing about a better, fairer society, he's doing what he can to make a difference.

(not so self-centered after all, huh?)

so like. when you remember how much of a teacher ratio is, like this is a philosophy ingrained in his very bone marrow, it's a pretty big fucking deal that he just GAVE aventurine the answer he needed. it shows how concerned he was! and how guilty he felt about the part he had to play!!!! his words and actions were so far removed from his actual thoughts and feelings that he literally HAD to put the whole operation at risk to remind aventurine that he doesn't view him the same way sunday did, give him a safety net, AND let him know it's there. because at this point he felt that the plan was too risky and he cared too much

like honestly i think he hoped aventurine would read the note before putting on his "performance" and readjust accordingly. but then he didn't <3 and acheron had to remind him that it was still sitting in his pocket <3 if she hadn't said anything about it i don't think he would have opened it adgsmbfdndhfbkjjbg <3 oh i love a mess <3 anyway i think this serves as a suitable refute for the "dr. ratio was racist towards aventurine" sentiment that continues to fly around in some parts of the fandom, so? MOVING ON

i ended up talking about this already, but looking more closely at how ratio looks at the world was a biiiiiig part of why he grew on me So Much. it's all actually really noble and worth admiring. again, he just talks like a dick so it's easy to get confused LMFAO

he never received nous' recognition not just because he "cares too much" (as you'll see some people vaguely claim and then not elaborate), but because he fundamentally disagrees with the ideology that allows the genius society, the path of erudition, and even nous themself to exist.

there's like... a certain "threshold" of intelligence and knowledge that nous operates off of. the unknown, the near-or-actually-impossible to comprehend, things that the average person would never be able to grasp and would never care to try because it's simply beyond them - that's all nous cares about. but ratio doesn't believe this threshold exists. he doesn't believe in knowledge that cannot be taught. just to reiterate: he believes anyone can learn anything if someone teaches them, and they will care if they know someone will be there to teach them.

but if anyone can follow the footsteps of geniuses, then Genius is no longer a superior echelon of society. the end goal the erudition seeks is no longer "beyond the limits of mortal wisdom."

nous rejected ratio because he rejected them - long before he fully understood that he did so.

i think he only ever tried to seek their recognition because it was expected so highly of him. like, he was a prodigy child, absorbing new information and collecting phds at the speed of light. of course every adult around him was like, "oh yeah this kid's a future genius society member" and then they told him this. over and over. and he was like, Okay, so this is the path i'm supposed to embark on, and i must do it and i must succeed (or i'll let them down; i'll be a disappointment, a failure, a waste of resources and all the hopes and dreams everyone's pinned onto me.)

he spent a good few years trying and failing to conform to nous' surprisingly (ironically?) boxed-in mindset. but they ignored him, probably because they predicted that even IF they recognized him while he seemingly ascribed more closely to the erudition's beliefs, he would ultimately wander off and "waste" time trying to nurture the achievements of "mere" mortals instead. and then he had to sit there and be like ok i apparently fucking failed at the one thing i thought i was supposed to do with my life, What Now

and this results in the dr ratio we meet in game. still haughty, still has an attitude problem and a bad temper, still has a tendency to talk down to people (i think though at this point his condescending tone is more of a defense mechanism and a way of isolating himself from others before he is once again rejected from a "part" of society after trying, trying, and then Failing to conform to a box), but! considerably more humble and far more focused on others than himself. he cares, ok. he cares an awful fucking lot. he believes in the good of humanity. humanity's ability to do good, to grow... to find the answers to its problems, implement them, and save itself.

plus, "character that's very admirable and very kind and loving IN THEIR OWN WAY (<- this is important because ratio isn't any of these things in a traditional sense and that's another part of why i've come to like him; it's interesting) but is cursed to just sort of talk like a total jackass forever" is an extremely entertaining concept

one other thing that's less significant than realizing ^^^^^^^ALL OF THAT. GOD .but still played a big part in my warming up to him, is how fond he is of those stupid rubber ducks and the goofy poses his statues are in. and also how his very first introductory cutscene is him playing chess BADLY (😭😭😭😭) against himself. that speaks to a sense of whimsy and playfulness that he doesn't have much of an outlet for. which i find... cute. and an aspect of his character that's a ton of fun to play around with

IN CONCLUSION: i mean he's okay i guess

[trynafindbarbiee2]

Void success story!

Hello there, Barbie! Just came here to tell you that i got into the void last night, after I read your posts on How u got into the void and your success story, I got so motivated and said "just fuck everything I'm going tap in today" AND SO I DID! Let me tell you it was a amazing experience tbh. I knew about the void maybe 6 month ago ig and I had the wrong conception of it. I thought that's it's a magical place or something close to astral realm etc etc... But NO I was wrong!

I used to procrastinate a lot, when I would try to tap in I would easily give up after 10 minutes but yesterday night after doing your challenge it didn't took me more than 5 minutes LIKE WHAT? I'm not even kidding 😭 when I was there I couldn't hear or feel anything, it was me, me and me and nothing else!! I was so relaxed, no thoughts AT ALL and I simply said "I HAVE EVERYTHING FROM MY GOOGLE DOC AND PINTEREST BOARDS" and got out! After that I woke up in my DESIRED APARTMENT with my CUTE KITTEN! I WAS SO HAPPY, I LITERALLY COULDN'T BELIEVE IT, AFTER MONTHS OF TRYING I FINALLY TAPPED IN!!

here's a list of what I manifested, I owe u my whole life <3 You motivated me to finally get up and enter the mf void.

• My desired wardrobe

• Desired body + Face

• Entering the void in 5 sec

• My own apartment

• Celeb boyfriend + very rich

• Rich parents

• Revised my age

• Being photo and videogenic

• voice like ARIANA GRANDE

• Siren beauty

• 1m Instagram followers

• $500, 00 being deposited in my bank accha evey day

• 199 iQ

• Having a small sis whom I'm very closed with

• IT GIRL

• Being friend with some of my fav kpop idols

And bunch of personal shittt hahaha!

THANKYOU FOR THE MOTIVATION YOU GAVE!

YOU HAVE THE PUREST SOUL LITERALLY💌!

Success Story !

Wait ! Noooo , FIRST OF ALL CONGRATULATIONS , BTW I wasn't expecting so many success stories this early 😭 I'm so Happy that u finally tapped in... I'm glad my challenge was helpful!

I can't express my happiness in words :) Goooo bestiee live your dream life u were meant to have it , I'm so proud of YOU!! ♡

[mellohd]

hi tumblr look at my jayce theiry/rant i made

text version(more coherent less detailed 😭)

Jayce theory/headcanon

* heimerdink and ekko melt apart but jayce is different

* jayce splitting into multiple versions of himself

* melting affect barely happens to him(important)

* when he’s looking back at himself glitches multiple times after too and him becoming more stressed as memories keep popping up(which i find interesting)

* mage viktor waited for this moment to intercept and take jayce

* instead of going to ekko and hemeirdonkles verse (which i think the minor melting implied he was going) viktor interrupted

* split him into multiple versions of himself so that jayce could get enough experience or see enough of the hexpacolopse (maybe)

* comes back and re-merges with himself

* glitching = him still settling with himself

* potentially THOUSANDS of versions of himself torn apart then put back together

Ok i saw someone on here point out how jayce was most likely split into multiple timelines and i cant stop thinking about it

When we see everyone touching the wild rune how jayce’s body interacts is DIFFEREENNT from everyone elses like look ekko and hemeierdinker are like- spread apart disjointed theyre something turned into biblically accurate angels WHATEVER but when you look at jayce that melting affect barely happens, it still does but more minutely like in his eyes or at the edges of his being(WHICH COULD MEAN SOMETHING ILL GET TO THAT JN A SEC).

instead we see him being SPLIT the biggest example is when hes looking back here at all these other versions of himself.

And this whole time he keeps glitching like hes still being split into thousands versions of himself.

You can see him getting stressed as hea recalling like earlier moments in his life(specifica when he was getting save which i find INTERESTING).

I think whats going on is that mage viktor was waiting for this moment to happen and instead of jayce being transported to the univers ekko and hemierdinkler went to viktor intercepted this and took him to the future splitting him, duplicating him whatever thousands of times so that when he arrives he’ll get the experience he needs to defeat the herald. Know for SURE the ugliness of this reality that can’t happen

When he comes back we can see him merging with these versions of himself and then he starts doing this glitch effect again.

I think this is him settling with these different versions again- becoming one being again but obviously that would be HARD when you were literally thousands of people at once being forced to be one again like 😭 WHY ISNT THIS BEING TALKED ABOUT MOREE.

The fact that it acts up too when he’s thinking about the past like here when he says i thought you gave up on me LIKE COME ONNN

here’s where it gets a little head canony but this man didnt just spend months in isolation he potentially spent YEARS who knows how long because we don’t know how many versions of him split.

And think, if there were thousands of him all being sent to the same reality, think about how many different outcomes there could have been like this man probably DIED this man is walking around with the memory’s of a thousand different outcomes in the hexpacolopse.

This man is not tortured by just his minds memories and experiences he’s tortured with the thousands of jayces he was split into and forced back together again and he’s taking it like a CHAMP.

I suspect the only reason he held himself together so well is because he just didn’t have the time to process the collassal fuck of an experience he just came from.

The funnier thing is that if viktor just showed him how fucked up everythign was from then sent him on his way we’d probably get the SAME ENDING LIKE YOU DIDNT MEED TO DO ALL THATT or not idk but this poor man i need more fics where he’s just broken like NO he isn’t gonna recuperate IMEEDIATELY

[theemporium]

Hi can you please write 136 and 131 with Daniel ricciardo from the smut list ? I miss him so muchh 😭

131. “oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

136. “don’t cover your face, i want to see you”

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The whole world was shocked when Daniel Ricciardo rocked up to the first race of the season with his girl on his arm. 

There had been hints and whispers of the Australian being in a relationship, but it had never been confirmed by the driver. He teased and he joked and he would have his fun, but he never gave a definitive answer on the question until now. 

The action was bold and proud and so very Daniel, all things considered. He wanted nothing more than to show the world who his girl was. He wanted to scream it to the world—or even to anyone who would just listen. 

You, on the other hand, were the opposite of the Australian driver. 

He thrived in the spotlight, you preferred hiding off to the side. He always had a bright smile on his face, you were glaring at whatever annoyance was bothering you nearby. He loved to make people laugh, and you truly didn’t care about most of the people around you. 

Opposites attract was a phase known by many but they never once expected their sunshine driver to be the one involved with it. 

But Daniel loved that about you. 

He loved that despite everything you still showed up to race weekends to support him. He loved that you didn’t care what people said and had no issue putting people in their place when PR had his hands tied. He loved that you were so unapologetically you. 

And he fucking loved reminding you of such. 

“My pretty girl,” he cooed in a low voice, his hands rubbing up and down your thighs as he took in the sight of you. 

“Danny,” you whined, your hands reaching to hold him and the boy had no issue in taking one of your hands, intertwining your fingers before pressing a kiss on the back of your hand. 

“Shh, patience baby,” he murmured as his eyes glazed over with an emotion you knew all too well. “Gimme a sec.” 

Your chest was heaving, soft pants of anticipation escaping your lips. “What are you doing?” 

“Oh don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying the view,” Daniel said with a cheesy grin on his face as his gaze caught yours, the same look on his face that he got after he won a race. “Love seeing you like this, all fucked up and desperate for my cock.” 

“Shut up,” you grumbled under your breath, moving to pull your hand away from him but the boy held on tight. 

“Don’t cover your face, I want to see you,” he hummed as he kneeled on the bed, letting his eyes wander over every inch of naked skin left on display to him, the flushed cheeks and the messy hair. 

He had been on a high after the last race weekend, the three wins in a row making him cockier and more arrogant than usual and you weren’t complaining—and definitely not when he had his face between your legs until your body was shaking and withering beneath him. 

“Danny, please,” you whined, and it was a little pathetic and if anyone else saw you, they wouldn’t fucking believe it was you. But no one else would see you liked this—nobody but him.

“My pretty girl needs more, hm? Two not enough for you?” he teased, a hint of a mocking tone to his voice and it made you want to clench your thighs together. But before you even think of doing so, both large hands were splayed against your thighs and holding your legs open. “Nuh uh, baby, keep ‘em open for me.”

Your hooded eyes watched as he laid between your legs, arms hooking around your legs to keep you where he wanted you and his lips softly kissing up your thighs. 

“You’re in luck, baby,” he murmured, warm breath fanning over your soaking cunt. “Three is my favourite number.”

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[bbgnyx]

Hi babe it's me leigh ✌ Saw your song requests like 10 secs ago so 👀👀

song name: in the stars by benson boone

song lyric: and now you're in the stars and six-feet's never felt so far

pairing: minho x female reader

disc: the reader dies and minho is just devastated and he cries for the first time in front of everyone and stays ☹️ (I'm bad at descriptions save me-)

Anyway thx for reading!!!

a/n: omg babe this song has been running in my head recently so this request was like you read my mind 😭✋. This was so sad to write honestly, hope it matches what you had in mind!

my taglist is open btw, just message me if you wanna be part of it!!

And now you're in the stars and six-feet's never felt so far~

genre: angst

warnings: very sad, church and god are mentioned, mentions of blood and death, indirect mention of cancer, mention of a funeral. lmk if I miss anything

Sunday mornings used to hold so much joy for Minho. It was the one day he could spend with you, and it filled his heart with happiness. The two of you would go on adorable picnics, visit malls, and sometimes even attend church together. He couldn't help but think how beautiful you looked with your hair up and that radiant smile on your face. Minho was a softie, but only when it came to you.

He remembers the times when he would get jealous of you because Soonie Doongie and Dori seemed to love you more than him. He cherishes the memories of cuddling up in bed with you, watching movies together. Every little thing about you, he adored. You were his angel. But now, Sunday mornings are no longer his favorite. Not after everything that has happened.

When he was with you, Sunday mornings held a different meaning. Now that you're gone, Minho knows that nothing will ever be the same again. If he doesn't have concerts or practice, he simply sleeps in, avoiding going out because it only brings back painful memories. He has even lost his faith in God, burying it alongside you, deep beneath the earth.

Minho has lost count of how many times he has stood there, screaming at God, questioning why the love of his life was taken away from him. Why did God seem to hate him so much, leaving him to suffer like this? He is constantly lost in his thoughts, not knowing what else to do but cry himself to sleep, knowing that you will never be there to comfort him again.

Minho still remembers the day you were admitted into the hospital, they said you were okay, they said you only had to go through a small surgery. All of it were lies. That day, Minho’s band had won an award, but he couldn’t even relish the happiness as he soon got a call from your mother.

“She’s in a critical stage, she has lost a lot of blood, the doctors don’t know if they can save her”, your mom said sobbing through the phone. At that moment, it took Minho his everything not to leave the award show immediately and fly back home to you. He had been crying all day and all night, worried about you. He should be there with you, he thought.

On Sunday, he took the award and flew back to you as soon as possible. Only to be informed that you’re gone, you’re not with him anymore. You had passed away.

Minho remembers the day of your funeral. The weight of your absence crushed him, burying his heart alongside you, six feet under the ground. “It’s okay Minho, she loves you with all her life,” your mother said, trying to console him. He felt weak and helpless then.

All these pent-up emotions let loose at his most recent concert. You had always told him to show his emotions to others, not to close his heart away. So he cried, he cried like he had lost everything and he did. He lost you, and you were his everything, you were the earth and he was the moon and now he didn’t have anything to revolve around. On that stage, he crumbled, his fellow members offering solace, while fans shed tears alongside him, showering him with words of comfort.

It felt as though he had loved you for an eternity, but he realized that the time he spent with you was merely a fraction of his lifetime, while you had loved him throughout your entire existence. This realization shattered him to his core. How was it fair? You had promised to always be by his side, to never leave him alone. And you kept that promise, remaining faithful even in death. But what about him? He wasn't there when you underwent surgery, he wasn’t there through your suffering and he wasn't even there when you took your final breath.

He felt stupid not to realise that you were suffering. He hated that you hid your condition from him. He always wondered why you asked him what he would do if you weren’t there. He always replied, “I’ll protect you so nothing ever happens to you, my love”. But now he couldn’t protect you and that broke him, and it would break him till he took his last breath and he would be lying if he said he didn’t wish that day came soon so he could see you again. But all he knows now is that he loved you, loves you and will continue loving you.

[femmefatale-tales]

Dating Bucky would be like

An: i am just discovering right now and experimenting. Hope you like this. I hope I got Bucky’s character right. I am soo sorry because I did write how it would be like to date bucky but I also added some other shit, sorry 😗

Warnings: flufff, soo much flufff and again reader is funny. This is for my funny gals. This is utter chaos. Tell me if you would like more cannons.

Sooo many cuddles, cuddles when you’re mad, cuddles after nightmares, cuddles in the morning which always make both of you late for meetings with the team, and cuddles when you come home after missions.

Your seat is reserved on his lap now, you don’t have to seat anywhere else cause why would you, you have his lap.

You playing with Bucky’s hair and braiding his hair. Also you cried when he cut it because you were a bit too attached but he made up to you with kisses all over your face making you laugh.

You making stupid jokes which either make Bucky laugh or annoy him and you don’t mind either reaction.

Bucky scolding you for drinking too much caffeine, and you not listening to him and giving him puppy eyes every time when he refuses to give you your cofffee, it works every damn time. He just sighs and gives it back to you while shaking his head at you.

You being cheeky and annoying Bucky all the time because that’s your love language.

Him being annoyed and grumpy but only being a softie towards you because that’s his love language.

See he is not like the 40s bucky now, he is changed, he not that shy now, he expresses his feelings to you openly which took time but now he has no problem doing it. He may not be full of life like he used to be in the 40s but he really likes his life now, he has a family. Steve, nat, Sam and especially you are his family now.

After 5 months of you guys being in a relationship, bucky was surprised himself when he asked you to move in with him, which you replied with a stare of 40 secs and then the biggest hug possible.

You are the only one that can calm Bucky down., may it be if he is angry or if it’s after a nightmare, you are his cure.

Soo much banter with him, soo much. You always talking nonsense which Bucky has to listen to, he acts like you give him a headache but he secretly loves listening to you talk bullshit all the time.

You once asked him this and he denied that he loves it, so to prove your point, when you were talking and ranting on an on you suddenly stopped, made a face like you were about to cry and asked him if he wanted you to stop talking and he panicked so bad, he confessed his love for your talking just like that, then when you started saying, “I knew it” ,he realised your act. It all ended with bucky chasing you and tickling you until you said sorry😭.

You and Sam annoying Bucky and Nat, steve laughing his ass off and all you guys spending time together.

After you told the guys you were in a relationship, no one except nat and Steve believed it because everyone thought how can the most opposite people be together???

Also after that Steve and Nat told everyone they were dating too which made you squeal even though you were the one who already knew.

You guys actually moved in together with Sam Ofcourse, because it seemed like it would be fun.

You guys went to Wanda and visions wedding and had the best timeeee.

Wanda and vision moved somewhere else too, even before you guys.

You and Bucky always go on walks and go to your favourite cafe.

Bucky actually really likes mornings and always forces you to wake up and watch the sunrise with him, which ends up with you falling asleep on his lap and Bucky admiring your beauty.

Your favourite moments together are when you and Bucky bake his favourite cookies together, those moments are always filled with jokes ,laughter and kisses.

Though you may think Bucky must be a good cook since he was in army but he can’t cook for shit. He can cook some basic things but that’s it.

So he asked you to teach him and it was a disaster of Bucky burning food, you making jokes and laughing you’re ass off and falling off the kitchen counter. That was one of your best moment, it’s your favourite and Bucky does not like to remember it because you got hurt and he burnt food.

You always watch movies together because you are a movie freak and Bucky likes you too much to say no ,he also he enjoys it too.

You watch atleast one movie a day with popcorns and candies in front of you. Sometimes the others join you guys too and then it’s a family time.

You are one of the only people Bucky shared his problems to and you are grateful to be the one he can come to when he wants to unload his problems.

After you two started sleeping besides each other, his nightmares have decreased a lot and now he never sleeps without you. Though sometimes he still has nightmares but you are always there to help him through them.

The first time bucky saw you cry was because you were watching Star Wars, it’s safe to say you are very expressive and Bucky could read you like a book, he actually loves that about you.

Piggy back rides are your go to for any quest. You wanna go to the hall : piggy back rides, wanna get coffee : piggyback rides.

You and bucky always go grocery shopping together because then you’ll sit in the cart and Bucky will push it around, it’s very fun.

Bucky absolutely loves your kisses, and you love his. Bucky is always giving forehead kisses and just to see him blush you give him heart stopping kisses which he adores.

You both are each others best friends, you can share anything with each other and can cry, laugh with each other.

You were the first to say love because the moment you felt it, you expressed it and bucky was shocked. He also felt guilty that he wasn’t the first to say it but he did confess that he knew way before that he loved you though he didn’t wanted to scare you off so he kept quite.

You guys are always spending time with each other, its like Bucky will go somewhere only if you’re going.

[joohanisms]

lizzie walk with me for a sec i have a (silly) idea,,,, imagine ~getting frisky~ with jooyeon and he realises you're wearing panties with pokémon on them and he suddenly stops like :O these are so cute omg is that sylveon and then proceeds to spend the next minute or so trying to name them all and you're just laying there like 😭 okay but can you eat me out already tf ahsjsjdjs (instead he makes you turn over so he can see the pokémon on your ass smh)

- 🍯

LMAOOOOOOOOOO THAT'S SO HIM I'M GOING TO PASS OUT

jooyeon + pokémon underwear 💭💫

cw: what it says on the tin tbh, bratty joo towards the end, reader is hot and pissed (enphasis on pissed), mention of oral sex (f receiving), very brief mention of gagging, i actually don't know shit about pokémon so i'm sorry if i got anything wrong!

"jooyeon. come on."

so, let's recap. everything was doing fine – you and jooyeon had been lazing around on your couch as an excuse of a date. both of you have been so tired lately, with work and studies and practice and life in general, that when date night rolled around you texted him something in the lines of "you want to come over and watch a movie with me so bad. you want to come over and watch–". jooyeon was so relieved you wouldn't make him get ready to take you out. of course, if you wanted to have a proper date night he would; but he's thanking the heavens you don't. so he shows up at your door with barely only himself – no flowers, no chocolates, no snack you could share.

you COULD eat him whole, though. the loose band shirt and the sweatpants made him look delectable. and since you weren't going to leave the house anyway, it was pretty clear where this date was going to end up – only after you finished stuffing yourselves with take out, though. when the dishes were empty on your coffee table, it didn't take too long for him to lazily kiss you, pressing you into the couch in the most delicious way.

things came and went, and soon you had a pretty boy straddling you in your bed. jooyeon's hands had been caressing your thighs for the past ten minutes when he finally decided to pull your shorts down.

and that's when things derailed.

you see, you had gotten pokémon underwear at some point in your life as a gag gift. since they were, well, not the sexiest thing you own by a far shot, they were always reserved for days when you didn't plan to leave the house or days that required comfy underwear – the colorful patterns of the many little guys on the cotton fabric made it really easy to hide period stains, after all – and today was meant to be spent in the couch, watching tv with your lovely boyfriend. you did fail to account for the fact that said boyfriend is a pokémon afficcionado.

with your shorts down to your knees, he gasped the loudest you've ever heard him gasp during sex.

"are those pokémon?" he's cute, you'll give him that.

"oh? yeah, i got those panties as a gift a couple years ago. from my friends. no one that would ever take them off of me would give me pokémon lingerie." you joked, wrapping your arms around his neck, trying to bring him in for a kiss. to your surprise, he didn't budge.

jooyeon only got half the hint; briefly lifting off of you, he took your shorts off and threw them across the room – a habit, you came to realize over the course of your relationship – but then completely ignored the wet patch in your crotch.

"they're so cute! they even have a snorlax!" tracing his fingers over the character, he brought his face closer to your clothed cunt, and you could feel yourself gush with anticipation. you kicked your legs a little, stretching the shorts still at your knees, hoping he'd get the hint and spread your legs as far as they could go.

which brings you to the present moment.

"those panties are actually so cool. they have an incredible variety of pokémon. they don't repeat at all." you know. you've owned this pair of underwear for at least two years now. and you're starting to get impatient.

"yeah. lift off for a second, please?" you're spreading your legs yourself. clearly, jooyeon needs a little encouragement.

he gasps again, and you smile to yourself. he's finally realizing you've leaked through your panties since he walked into your apartment a few hours earlier.

"is that a sylveon?"

fuck. maybe he didn't realize shit, after all.

"babe, those are so cute. why did you hide this from me?" he's looking so intently at your cunt – well, at the pokémon covering it.

"they're my granny panties. take them off, please." you grip his long hair, bring his face closer. you really want to believe he's teasing you. unfortunately, you know your boyfriend. he's just being a nerd.

jooyeon pauses. drags his eyes up your still clothed torso, stops when he reaches your face. moves slightly, holds your waist underneath your shirt. he's finally going to touch you, he's finally going to put his mouth on you, he's finally–

he manhandles you, lands you on your stomach. stretches the fabric of your panties a little, and whispers "oh my god, pigeotto."

you're so done with him.

usually, you're all for his nerdy moments. you think he's the most lovable man on earth; he gets excited over the smallest things, he cried when he finally got a shiny holographic card of his favorite pokémon. you fall in love all over again everytime he talks and talks and talks about things he loves. but today, in this situation, you're close to wrapping your hands around his neck and squeezing.

you kick your legs against his back, in a childish move. "jooyeon!"

"yeah?" you feel his warm hand on your asscheek, and you unvoluntarily leak some more.

"i love you so much, infinitely. i love your nerdy moments. but if you don't eat me out in the next ten seconds, i'm kicking you out." you try to twist your body around to glare at him as you spoke, but a hand presses against your back, trapping you against the mattress. jooyeon chuckles.

"someone's bossy."

"jooyeon, i'm not joking. i'll give you the damn panties if you want if you take them off of me right now. if you don't, i'll take them off myself and gag you with them." your voice is a little muffled against the comforter, but you know jooyeon heard you, judging by how there's more weight pressing on your back and how his giggle is right beside your ear.

"would that be so bad? i might even keep naming pokémon, then. don't threaten me with a good time."

"you're ridiculous." your hand snakes around, feeling for his hair. eventually, you tug on the strands, earning a high pitched groan. "if you want me to gag you with my underwear so bad, you could've asked. i'll shove the damn pokémon down your throat, even."

"not the pokémon!" his whine is playful, but he shifts enough to make room to, fucking finally, spread your legs. the weight holding you down disappears as your ass is lifted into the air, propping you up on your knees.

"so shoving things down your throat is fine? the problem is the pokémon?" you're free to twist your torso slightly, and you catch his eyes just as he pulls the underwear off of you. the damned pokémons don't fly across the room, as your clothes usually are; they're shoved into jooyeon's pocket. you eye him unamusedly.

"what? you said you'd give me the underwear if i took it off." his grin makes you want to jump him. you're not sure if it's sexual or if you just want to punch him. "don't worry, baby. i'll make you feel good."

his thumb glides across your slit and your knees nearly buckle at the sudden but very fleeting relief.

jooyeon chuckles, gives your ass a slap and finally, fucking finally, attaches his mouth to your clit.

[bam-bi-buck]

8x04 SPOILERS

Buck 🥰

Gerrard 🤢

Excuse me, that is not Buck’s job, you can’t ask him to choose someone to fire, are you out of your mind?

Love Athena not liking the houses lol

“I’ll know it when I see it”

Bleh, Ortiz for Mayor 🤢

“Who loves being a public servant?”

Everyone reluctantly rasing their hands lol

“Love the enthusiasm” what do you mean Gerrard, you’ve made the firehouse such a lovely place to work

Body cams??

Mama: “bet I know who put the order for that”

Why do you keep saying tight end?

Don’t call him 🥺 Wes needs a hug

Oh Eddie 😭

Wes no!! 😭

Wes you better not die!!! It’s not allowed!!!

I genuinely have no thoughts during this ambulance ride other than aaaaaaaahhhhh

The way Eddie cheers then the soft “you’re gonna be okay kid,” after he called him Dad 😭

“Hell of a save”

“And you got us here”

Love when they all cheer each other

Hen’s speech 😭

But also don’t name drop her girl, that’s such a risk in court

The look of devastation on Karen’s face

Noooo 💔💔💔

No contact why???

This judge sucks

“911 what’s you’re emergency” love Maddie

Also this totally took me out of the scene for a sec, is there something on Maddie’s nose, does she have a nose piercing?

Am I seeing things?

Anyways I’m gonna fight Ortiz and this judge whatever her name is

“I don’t want another house, I want my house” 🥺

Aww Michael name drop

lol how many greats are you gonna say there Bobby?

Hen at Ortiz’s office 😭

“I’m expected to go on, maybe young Mara will have to learn to do the same”

Bitch

“He is not my captain you are my captain”

Yes Hen!!

Love them all coming to Bobby

Bobby’s face when Buck said Gerrard was touching him

Cue the “No, my boy” audio bit

At least we learned that Eddie’s having regular zooms with Chris, even if he’s not talking much in them

Chimney talking about Gerrard’s Ego feels important, they’re gonna use that against him aren’t they?

That’s mean Chimney (his comment about Buck not Gerrard - say all the mean things about Gerrard Chim)

“I wouldn’t call it an attack”

As the nurse is putting bandages all over him 🤣

DUDE

“He wasn’t 400 pounds when I got him, he was an adorable cub”

My mama “well guess what dumbass they get bigger”

“Where’d you learn to do that?”

“I have layers” 🤣

The cat jumps up

Mama: “Surprise!”

No pets

Yeah, wild tigers would fall under that policy, wouldn’t they?

Hen & Chim being separated + Buck & Eddie being separated feels wrong but I love when Buck & Hen get to work together, love the looks they share

“Not so loud the rest of the team thinks it’s an essemble”

“He’s the voice of god around here”

“No not a fan” “That’s Brad Torrence” 🤣

Bobby!!!

“I’m telling you who you should get rid of- yourself!!!

It’s all about his Ego!!!!

I see the pieces!!!

LOVE Bobby scheming

“I’m a dad who doesn’t live under the same roof as his son”

Eddie 😭

Wanna shake Wes’s dad

Gerrard going to Ortiz after talking to Bobby, Bobby charmed… (well maybe Brad did lol) him, didn’t he?

“You know Vincent, we’re a lot alike,”

My mama “jackasses?”

22 million budget reductions for the LAFD seems like a lot

Like for the FD specifically

You’d think you’d want them funded in particular

Excuse me sir

Is there a reason you called her Miss?

Mama: “Oh did the other jackass help? Now I feel bad”

Me: “Don’t feel bad, he’s still a jackass”

“This is a set up”

“It sure as hell is”

A team that schemes together, stays together!!!

Eddie helping Wes 😭

Mara gets to go home!!!! 😭😭😭😭

“Let’s build something new, something just for us” awww 🥰

Welcome back cap poster!!!

“The man the myth the legend” 🤣

I actually don’t mind him being at the Hot Shots job, as long as he isn’t in the 118!!!

HALLOWEEN EPISODE

There goes everyone’s “Bucks the one with a pumpkin on his head” theories lol

Denny!!! No!!! What the hell!!!

Give the Wilsons’ a break, my god!

[manchesterau]

"goddd i hope they pull a wad and we get cute photos of tit on film plsss" it took me a sec to figure out what you were saying here I thought this was a euphemism I didn't understand at first 😭

PLSSSS there are so many damn abbreviations in this fandom and they just keep adding more 😭😭😭

but im also taking this ask as a chance to talk about what i want and that's cute coupley photos of them like japhan/wad but for tit tour dnp pls if you see this get that fucking film camera out!!!

[verosvault]

🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 4!!!🚨

Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"

Episode 4 "Under Pressure"

Timestamp: 1:01:29

Video Length: 3min. & 17 sec.

Ayda sends an ancient scroll to Fig

This was SO RANDOM! 😂

I truly was like "What in the world is going on right now?" 😂🤣💀

Everyone's reactions were so perfect!! 😂😂

Emily just immediately laughing 😂

"Sir Davin of the Order of the Sacred Scroll"

😭😭😭

Fig: "Thank you. You have served your purpose"

😂😂😂

Fig: "You never once peeked?"

I love how that's Fig's first question 😂😂😂

Sir Davin "My brother tried to peek, breaking the sacred vows he took, and I cut him down where he stood."

RIPPPP!!! POOR DAVIN!!! 😭😭😭

Fig: "You could have peeled"

Sir Davin: "Traitor that he was"

Sir Davin: "1,500 years of knights in service to this cause. I am free."

I love how Adaine's the first one to be like "well- open it!" 😂😂

It's a cute letter to Fig from Ayda! 😭😭🥺🥺❤️❤️

Ayda's letter: "Darling Paramour, trip is going okay. Miss you lots and lots. PS, my dad keeps saying 'basketti' instead of 'spaghetti', and I said 'is that a bit?' and he won't admit it's a bit, and it's driving me nuts. My heart burns for you with an eternal fire that will never dim. XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, XO, your paramour, the wizard Ayda Aguefort."

Fig: "Many knights died for a good cause."

😂😂😂 This moment was SO SWEET FR!!! 😭😭👏👏🥺🥺

[mammons-lover]

(I wanted to write a cute moment between them, but I think I lost myself😭) This is longer than I thought it would be but I think it's because of all the spacing.

MDNI: Drugs! Drugs are bad mmkay!

Leviathan (staring at his fish tank wall): Do you ever feel like you're behind in life? Like everyone else has more funny memories than you?

Mammon (sitting next to Levi, also staring): Not really, I like to do what I want. But I guess you are the exception.

Leviathan (turning to Mammon): What’s that supposed to mean?

Mammon (looking back at Levi): You know, you get scared to do things so you don’t give yourself a chance to experience what you want. I didn’t mean it in a negative way.

Leviathan (sulking): How am I not supposed to see it in a negative way? I sound like a loser.

Mammon: Nahh, if you’re doing things that don’t make you feel uncomfortable, it’s a good thing. You know how many things I did that made me feel uncomfortable.

Leviathan (looking back at the tank): I guess you have to do some things for witches, right?

Mammon (in disgust thinking of the things he’s done): Yup, and if I was more like you and thought of outcomes more, it could have been prevented.

Leviathan: That makes sense, but what I want to do is not that dangerous… I think.

Mammon: What do you want to do?

Leviathan (looking back at Mammon): If I say it, you won’t judge, right?

Mammon: Is it kinky?

Leviathan: What! No, geez Mammon!

Mammon (laughing): Sorry, sorry, go on, tell me.

Leviathan (speaks shyly): I always wanted to try marijuana…

Mammon: Dude, you never smoked weed?!

Leviathan: You said you won’t judge!

Mammon (puts his hands up in defense): I’m not, but we’ve been alive for decades. I thought by now we would have done most drugs.

Leviathan: How many drugs have you done?!

Mammon: All of them…

Leviathan: Dude! That’s so dangerous!

Mammon: Not really, most of them don’t work on demons.

Leviathan: Oh, does marijuana work?

Mammon: Yeah, you wanna try it with me?

Leviathan: Yeah, but don’t tell anyone!

Mammon: Gimme a sec, I’ll be right back.

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Leviathan (pacing in his room): What’s taking him so long?!

Mammon: Sorry, it took longer than I thought.

Leviathan: What happened?

Mammon: I forgot Asmo and I stole drugs from the guy, so I had to be stealthy and steal more from him. I also bought snacks.

Leviathan: You stole! Wait, you’ve done drugs with Asmo?

Mammon: Yeah, we did them together. Anyways, are you ready?

Leviathan: I guess…

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Mammon: So, how are you feeling?

Leviathan: I feel the same, kinda hungry and tired though.

Mammon: You're probably just a chill smoker, is all.

Leviathan: Hey Mam?

Mammon (munching on chips): Yeah, what’s up?

Leviathan: Thanks for doing this for me and all. It means a lot.

Mammon (hugging Levi hard): Awww, anything for you, little bro!

Leviathan (secretly loving it): Mammon, stop!

Lucifer (in the hallway): What’s that smell? Is—is someone smoking marijuana?!

Mammon and Leviathan (hugging and looking at the door): Oh shit!

[thesimulacrasimp]

Ah shit, here we go again!

HAZBIN HOTEL EP 5-6 SPOILERS WARNING‼️

Ok i literally was waiting so much to see Lucifer n Lilith being a really happy and cute maried couple and now yall telling me that THEY DIVORCED??????? IM LITERALLY CRYIN WHAHT??? 😭

and OMG LUCIFER. HES SUCH A BABY, SWEETIE, SCRUNKY, CUTIE PATOOTIE!!! HES SO SILLY, I WISH I HAD DAD LIKE HIM. JUST LOOK AT HIM OH MAI GAHD

And his voice is really cool too! Not really what i expected him to sound like but still good! N the way he speaks is really funny too:

"Oh the applause! Oh please, thank u, thank u.. oh gOD WHO AM I KIDDING, THIS SUCKS!!"

"Daughter callin-- Da-DAU-DAUGHTER CALLING??? OH---"

"TAKE THAT, DEPRESSION!"

"Oh my golly!! You like girls!! SO DO I, WE HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON!!!!"

Hes ABSOLUTELY my 2nd fave character after Vox. Hes such a sweetheart i cant---

Also can we talk about how Alastor said "Fuck you" to a KING OF HELL? LIKE I KNOW THAT THIS KING IS NOT REALLY KINGING BUT STILL I WOULDNT HAVE BALLS TO SAY THAT TO LUCIFER HIMSELF.

Also the fact that Alastor was immediatly so pissed when Luci just steped into hotel is really strange. Maybe something happened between them that we dont know so far? Cuz purposely making Luci mad literally 5 secs after u met each other is really weird.

AND OMG THIS SONG IS TOTALLY NEW FAVOURITE BY NOW, THEY LITERALLY DID AN ELECTRO SWING SONG LIKE HELL YEAH!!! N THE FACT THAT LUCI OUT OF NOWHERE STARTS PLAING VIOLIN AGGRESSIVELY AND THEN SHUTS ALASTOR UP WITH AN ACCORDION IN THIS IS THE BEST TGING EVER.

i dont know how i think bout Mimzy rn. All i gotta say is she have a really cool singing voice!

And this shot is really adorable

Ok we actually now know from Husk that someone actually having Alastors soul! Just think about it: someone have AN OVERLORDS SOUL. Not ex-overlord like Husk, AN ACTUAL OVERLORD. Is this even possible??

This last song made me cry (again). I feel so bad for Luci, he was abandoned by heaven n he just doesnt want the same fate for his beautiful daughter, cuz she is the only thing he live for (i want him to be my dad so much omg..)

Also when Lilith took little Charlie away from Luci, it was sad, but it actually made me think, what if Lilith will be an antogonist? What if she will be the bad person? Maybe the main vilian even. I think if that will actually happen everyone will go CRAZY. But thats just my lil thought.

Ok, 6th ep! I actually didnt expect that we will see heaven so soon!

Ok but sir Pentious is GOT CRUSH ON CHERRI BOMB??? WHA??? THAT WAS SOMETHING I REALLY DIDNT EXPECT

Also i expected heaven to be much more strict place with many rules, where noone is alowed to swear. But turned out that its actually just a hell with better people and more rules, thats all. And its actually really strange that u can swear in heaven. Im not talking about Adam n Lute, cuz theyre exterminators and clearly just awhul ppl, this guy infront of heavens gates actually said fuck. Maybe im just wrong, but isnt swearing unacceptable in christianity?..

Also HELL YEAH we nailed it! We were right about Vaggie being a fallen angel. But the reason why she fell.... She was an exterminator and literally just didnt kill one child (which is really shows us that she have a kind heart) BUT SHE WAS EXPELED FOR IT IN SUCH HORRIBLE WAY.

I JUST DONT HAVE ENOUGH RAGE TO DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I HATE THOSE MOTHERFUCKERS. I REALLY HOPE WHEN HEAVEN DECIDES TO REDEEM PPL FROM HELL, THEY BOTH WILL GO TO FUCKING HELL FOR ALL THOSE VILENCE THEY BROUGHT TO WORLD, THAT WOULD BE FUCKING HILARIOUS.

Also Cherri Bomb is being kinda toxic friend to Angel n i dont like that.

ALSO ANGEL STOOD UP AGAINST VAL!! HELL YEAH, SLAY SPIDERBOI!!! IM LITERALLY NOT SCARED OF WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO HIM WHEN HE WILL GO BACK TO HIS JOB!! IM NOT SCARED AT ALL!!!!

Ok this last song WAS SO EPIC!! ESPECIALLY WHEN CHARLIE N EMILY DID UNO REVERSE ON ADAMS SONG FROM EP 1!!

AND THAT PART WHEN ADAM REVEALED THAT VAGGIE IS AN ANGEL WAS SO EPIC TOO I LITERALLY GOT CHILS

and Charlies reaction to that was actually really heartbreaking

And everything ended up with Adam winning. I really hope that justice will overtake in this whole situation and Charlies plan will work. And im really interested to see Charlie n Vaggies relationships after that reveal. I honestly think that Charlie will forgive her, but its still really interesting.

Wow, it took me long enough to make this post.. I really like direction this show goes, n i can not wait for the next 2 eps!!

My thoughts/review on eps 1-2

My thoughts/review on eps 3-4

My thoughts/review on eps 7-8