#its all fun and games them BAM SEX!!!

[gigamuffinsofie]

the bbc 4 radio shows are my biggest guilty pleasure

[keen-li]

"Ahhh....help me"

You've just spent a night in your boyfriend's holiday house that he's sharing with his friends. You'd got in late from the airport when namjoon came to pick you up, so you didn't feel like touching.

But immediately in the morning before you even did anything else your man was on you. Sex for breakfast.

Namjoon left you to get ready for the morning and you cleaned yourself form the scent of sex. The huge shower was a pleasure to shower in and you couldn't take your eyes off the hickeys namjoon left on you as you look at yourself in the mirror while brushing your teeth. They're low so they won't show when you wear a vest but you won't be able to hide them when you wear a bikini and go swimming.

You're joining your boyfriend and his friends for the summer. You weren't for the idea at first seeing that you're the only female, and you didn't want to be a hinder or make his friends feel weird. But after they told you it's fine and your boyfriend reassured you on a facetime, you were for the idea. Immediately you packed your bags and left on the flight your boyfriend paid for.

You walk out of the house the summer sun hitting you were it blinds. You find his friends, jungkook, taehyung and yoongi on the porch seemingly watching something in the distance.

You greet them.

"Hi y/n. it's good to see you " They greet.

"It's nice to see you guys too" you rub your hands over the skin of your arms, of course nervous. You don't want to be a bother.

"And thanks for letting me join " you say sweetly.

"You don't have to thank us you're namjoon's girl, so we don't mind" yoongi says. "Plus he'd probably be depressed if you couldn't come. Cause before you got here all he did was speak about you." Yoongi continues and you blush at the information.

You knew namjoon missed you but you didn't know he'd spoken about you.

"You know y/n I missed you so much, you're the only funny one here" taehyung jokes as they glare at him. You chuckle at that and hum an appreciation.

"I'd hug you but namjoon would stab me" he continues.

"I'm sure he wouldn't mind" you say opening your arms so that taehyung could hug you, which he does. Nothing to dramatic.

And from a distant you can hear your boyfriend exclaim. "Taehyung don't touch her" you chuckle as he moves away from your hug.

"See?" He says and you all laugh.

You decide to turn your eyes to find the voice that just spoke. You didn't see namjoon immediately when you came out but now that you see him, he isn't that far away just like a hundred meters away.

You gasp when you see your boyfriend crouched down with a dog in between his thighs.

"A dog. What the fuck " you exclaims nervously and the boys standing next to you look at you confused by your reaction. You look terrified. They are about to ask what's wrong when you hear namjoon shout.

"Don't worry baby he doesn't bite" like he'll know, you scoff. He looks twice your size, that's an exaggeration but that's how it feels. Namjoon knows you're scared of dogs and didn't tell you there was one here. You never saw him yesterday assuming he must've been sleeping in his owners room, cause you both arrived when everyone was asleep.

When the dog sees who namjoon is speaking to he forces himself out of namjoon's grip and he comes running to you. He's probably just excited to see someone new, he's not a biter and everyone knows that except you.

The dog runs to you and like he's owner knows it he turns to warn you but your already far gone.

"Y/N DONT RUN. HE THINKS ITS FUN TO CHASE PEOPLE " jungkook yells but your legs move before your brain as you sprint along the sand like it's a track.

"He's not dangerous babe don't run" namjoon yells after, and watches as bam sprints behind you like it's a game of catch.

"She's quite fast" yoongi laughs and they all watch you run and scream. Jungkook tries call for bam but the canine is too far interested in you.

"Ahhhhh..... someone help me" you scream and taehyung slaps jungkook's arm so he can do something.

"Help her" taehyung says. You're running in circles when you catch a glimpse of namjoon and jungkook running after you like it's bay watch. They can barely catch up to the two of you, you and bam's speed to fast for them. They are so chill about it cause they know bam won't do anything to you apart from licking, jumping and sniffing you. He's just excited.

Soon enough you and bam's escapade is brought to an when your ankle bends and you fall. You groan loudly when you hit the sand and the canine is soon sniffing you and licking your face.

"No boy, stop it" you say but bam doesn't seem to understand, too excited that he caught his prize.

"Bam come here" you hear jungkook command and the dog finally leaves you. You feel namjoon's shadow cover you as he crouches down and eyes a tired you.

"Are you okay baby" You can only shake your head. "My ankle hurts" you say pointing to your ankle. No one knew how you fell but they just saw you going down. It did hurt but its not something that's going to hinder your holiday.

"Your ankle?" You nod when your boyfriend asks cutely.

"Awww baby... let's get you some ice" namjoon coos and he carries you bridal style, nothing hard for him.

You're a little embarrassed when you pass by the guys as you cuddle into namjoon's neck. You're very much embarrassed. Especially when you hear them mumble apologises and hear yoongi laugh namjoon gives him a death glare which shuts him up.

You're now sat on the couch with your injured leg on namjoon's lap.

You shake your head when he asks you if it hurts, the ice preventing swelling.

"Just a little but it won't hinder my time here" you inform him and he hums acknowledging.

He runs he's other hand up and down your thigh comfortingly.

"Can't believe this is how I start my morning " you scoff "getting chased by a dog" you shake your head at yourself and namjoon laughs and you smack the bare skin on his bicep.

"It's your fault even" you whine.

"You knew my friend had a dog"

"But I didn't know it was here" you complain.

"Okay that's my fault. But I told you he doesn't bite" you shake your head.

"That's not guaranteed joonie " he knows you aren't seriously mad at him when you call him like that.

"I'm sorry baby it's my fault. I'll make it up to you" he smiles reassuringly at you. And you smile.

"You didn't tell me you were a track star babe" he jokes laughing and you forget your ankle is injured and you kick him immediately regretting it. "Careful"

After setting your leg down you speak "actually did a little track back in school. Haven't been practicing but today was a good start " you both chuckle.

"Well this leg better heal quick" you think there's a hidden sexual innuendo but the look in his face tells you otherwise. You farrow your eyebrows.

"Why?" You question.

"You have to meet yeontan" he says and you widen your eyes.

"THERE'S ANOTHER ONE" you exclaim surprised.

"Don't worry he doesn't bite too" namjoon can't help but laugh at you.

You scoff as you lay back sighing once your body is layed down.

"I'm done with this doggy drama. This isn't the doggy drama I wanted"

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party

A Gem and An Oak Tree

In the days that had followed since the Galactic patrol had secured and brokered a peace treaty with the Gem Homeworld, the diamond authority had wasted little to no time in establishing embassies on many sentient planets and took to having many gems migrate or be made from the healthy mineral supplies on hand from their surface. Though Yellow and White had to wonder why Blue Diamond had so eagerly stepped up to be the Ambassador representing them on Earth of all places, considering such a thing beneath her station but many of the gems that wound up there were certainly not complaining, especially and specifically Amethyst Facet-5 Cut-8XM or just Amethyst, Ame if you were really friendly with her. And well Ame to put it mildly LOVED the planet Earth and all it had to offer, the fact she was more or less born there certainly gave her a sense of personal attachment. Where to even begin on how and why of course but ooh if you asked her, she'd be more than glad to tell you herself.

For one thung, it was certainly the variety of food on offer, okay so who cared if Gems didn’t actually need to eat, they didn’t need ti breathe or sleep either. But didn’t mean they couldn’t enjoy the acts and really how could she deny the sensation of taste to herself? She especially anything spicy or sweet and Earth had a variety especially as long as you had the cash. Which she could rake in thanks to making a little hustle as a street performer using her shapeshifting and her side gig as a pro wrestler known as the Purple Puma.

Pro wrestling was another bit of Earth culture she developed a fondness for and with good reason just for all the action, the drama, the pageantry!! But if there was one thing she was curious to try that allured her, it was the act of sex, just something about it was such a humanoid thing. It certainly helped she had found plenty of porn to watch and enjoy and some of the better material really displayed the raw passion and desire. It made her non existent nerves tingle with erotic anticipation wondering what it’d be like to be skin to skin with another naked body, especially the delicious differences between men and woman….

And yet oh sure as incredible as masturbation felt, especially when flicking the bean off to some porn (particularly some of Double Z's work, that Don Juan Sanchez was an absolute unit stud!!), she'd never yet met a guy that appealed her enough to want to do it with them. Oh sure sleeping with another girl was all well and good but dildoes and strap-ons could only do so much when she had yet to feel a real flesh and blood dick to compare it to and using her shapeshifting powers herself wouldn't count at all. She wanted to be on the receiving end, not the one to go wham, bam, thank you ma'am!! But it seemed like there was a better chance of Hell freezing over than than her getting properly laid sooner rather than later.

Until of course one fine day at her personal favourite hangout spot at Beach City, she caught sight of a family arriving to spend some quality time on the local shore and its amusement park and arcade. Now for those of you reading this story, you know full well it's none other than the Chestnut/Sanchez family who were looking for a fun day out and Amethyst was finding herself unable to look away from the compact fighter. She would say it was more lust than love at first sight for sure but something within her gem was burning deep though of curse it have helped she found the guy bore quite a resemblance to her favourite porn star. Unaware of the truth but knowing it was clear, her body was down to fuck and it wanted to get plowed by a 4 to 5 foot short king!

Now of course Amethyst didn’t want to get too impulsive here so she played it low key and cool, just seeming like an exotic local girl who was hanging around checking out the rides and games on hand for amusement. Keeping her eyes trained on that short-stack dude who seemed to just really call to her with some major rizz without even trying. It was puzzling, like he wasn’t too but not a total pretty boy yet handsome in his own way and going by those arms, he was buff! Plus if he had a babe like that for a wife, he had to be doing something right.

Eventually the kinky little shortstack gem saw a chance present itself as 18 took the kid on over to the arcade, leaving Krillin alone as she followed him. Soon ducking into an isolated spot between some carnival stalls she grabbed and pulled him into it with her and pressed her lips to his. Catching the compact cutie off guard as she shoved her tongue into his mouth, moaning as she tasted his spit, pressing her frame against his as she felt the tingle of real pleasure flood her being. More so as she found a Krillin returning the kiss, his hands firmly grabbing and squeezing her violet skinned booty cheeks clad in a set of denim shorts. Which really devoured the rear with its juicy cheeks turning it into a glorified thing as she wrapped her legs around her waist, deepening the liplock between them.

While she didn’t need to breathe, she couldn’t forget that Krillin still needed air as she broke their kiss with a stand of saliva between their lips. The pair panting which in Amethyst’s case came more from the passion racing through her pseudo pulse, sensually giggling and purring at the short king as she pried herself off of him and snapped her fingers. Her revealing casual outfit disappearing as she struck some sexy poses before him now naked and showing off her quite stunning figure. Presenting her backside to him as she squatted down to the floor, sticking out her mesty asscheeks as she began to twerk, making them clap and jiggle as she courted him, calling for him to come tap her like the man she knew he could be.

And oh what a man he was, her own personal Don Jaun Sanchez as he started off intense from the word go, starting off with facefucking her with his massive cock!! Riling him uo as her lack of a gag eflex and not needing to breathe allowed her to deepthroat his jackhammering prick, the muscles of her throwt and her tongue providing just the right level of pleasure to feel like an oral pussy. But ooh when he did get to her pussy, that was when she didn’t simply feel pleasure. No she felt she had achieved what some spiritual humans called nirvana, her gem mind reaching a higher level of consciousness with very orgasm thst penetrsting shaft brought her.

It was handy that the sounds of the beach, the rides and music of the carnival and the games of the arcade managed to drown out the noises of the gem and the human’s passionate, pornographic rutting. As Amethyst urged and compelled this man she came to consider the only man she ever needed or wanted in her life to keep fucking her for as long he wanted and needed, currently pinning her up against a wall a he fucked her with vigorous pistoning motions. Their tongues dancing together as they deepened the bond of lust formin between them, her arms and legs wrapped around his naked, very sculpted physique. Pink glowing hearts in her eyes as she felt the telltale signs of hismcock twitching and pulsing, ready to unleash a flood his nu juice into her pseudo womb.

And how she loved each and every moment when he did as much as the locations she foun the most enjoyable with him like being pinned on the floor and fucked prone bone. The sensation of bouncing her fat purple ass on his powerful cock as she rode him cowgirl style, the animalistic primal mush of a mating press or doggy style. Oh now certainly oral and anal sex were too but had nothing on the rush of Krillin mounting her and penetrating her pussy in ways that would mould those muscular walls to the shape of his length and girth. It was eben more filling and satisfying than any food she had ever eaten….

Eventually the who put a brief pause in their rutting, that is after Krillin had gotten his cock cleaned up by her eager, naughty little mouth. Giving it a kiss with those putty lips as she show him a wink and a smile as she summoned her clothes back on and he got dressed again, they went back to his wife and kid. 18 not surprised in the least but rather delighted to see her man had made a special new friend as Krillin introduced the gem to her and Marron. It was the beginning of a very beautifully little friendship…..

That day on Amethyst woild relish each and every visit to beach city made by the family or the occassion when she woild go visit them, making the most of their time with a marathon of passionate, intimate sex. Not to mention the fun she got using her phone to send her short king a naughty picture, video or text and of course she and 18 becam very close. Especially when she told the gem she wasn’t the only woman in Krillin’s life..and thst there was a good reason why Gems were so welcome on earth. Suffice to say, Amethyst was so wanting to kiss Blue Diamomd if and when she ever saw her personally, thst sexy glorious azure big goth mama…..

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Eren who?!!

Mikasa Ackerman was something of what you'd call the strong silent type, both literally and figuratively due to her very well toned body and being a woman of few words. Which to those meeting her gave her the impression of an air of mystery about herself, something she also wondered for you see, she felt like she wasn't of this world. She could only remember a few things, how to fight, her own name but everything else was a blank slate. The earliest vivid memory she could recall had been waking in a crater, nothing on but tattered rags and the remains of what had been some sort of harness device and a pair of broken blades.

Before later finding herself in a hospital, in awe of the view from her room of the vast Metropolitan skyline of what she would learn of as being called South City and finding what seemed to be a sort of local peacekeeper sitting beside her. She would come to learn his name was Krillin who had been on patrol when he and some of his partners had come across the girl and brought her to the closest medical facility. Such kindness from someone just seemed to stir within her, though that became forgotten for the time being as the physicians and a few of the compact cop’s fellow officers came by to check in on her and ask her a few questions. To which the strong, silent girl simply nodded and complied as she offhanded gripped the tattered remains of a scarf, which was among the other few items she had on her when she was found.

Thus far, she seemed to b in good physical health but seemed to be suffering from a heavy case of amnesia or memory loss but could still remember her own name. The fact they couldn’t find any record or history in her made her an enigma, to say nothing of the rags she’d had in her but she didn’t seem ti be a danger to herself and others. Krillin of course, being the generous guy he was, offered to give Mikasa shelter and help her adjust Especially if and when she ever got her memory back, his selfless chivalry once again making her feel so…warm and safe. Soon as she was discharged and left in his care, she found herself welcomed into his home by his wife and his, she had to say, adorable daughter and found she came to find something she rather liked about such a simple, quiet family life as if it was something she’d been missing.

Over the next days leading on into weeks and months, Mikasa found herself practically becoming part of the family, with Marron of course looking up to the toned yet quiet girl like a cool big sister. Krillin of course was a very caring host and 18 was in her own way quite endearing which was likely helped they were quite cool customers in their own way. Yet the young Ackerman girl couldn't help but feel...intrigued and puzzled by some thoughts and feelings she'd found herself having about the man who took her in under his roof and been something of a surrogate father to her. The likes of which lead tom some quite.....distinct dreams she found herself having at night as she slept, often waking up to find herself and her sheets soaked with sweat, face flushed red as she gasped and panted from waking up from such...intense and vivid visions.

Now Mikasa knew she wasn't lacking in sexual education, there was no denying she was having wet dreams but to do so about Krillin? She knew should be feeling weird and guilty about it and yet to her they seemed so....right, just the idea of being held in his arms as he brought her to the peak of ectasy, over and over as she drowned in pleasure. Perhaps that was she she found herself breathing in the scent on his shirts when she'd take care of the laundry...or started peeping on him as he bathed or showered if not watch him do it with his wife. Playing with herself like the shameless voyeur she found herself becoming, looking on from her secret hiding places as she visualised herself in 18's place, yearning for that cock...

Yet she never dared make a move, simply doing what she could to play innocent which only had the effect of adding to her growing arousal and desire. Until one day as she showered, mind wandering to fantasies about the newfound man of her dreams, she found herself ambushed by 18 joining her in there. The blonde stunner cornering her under the hot, steamy water as she suddenly began fingering the ones, quiet Amazon to her shock and amazement, making Mikasa squirm and moan as those digits probed her pussy with such skill that it was clear 18 knew her way around and with another woman's body sexually. Which was no wonder Mikasa found herself feeling an intense orgasm rip through her body, the ghost of a smile on the blonde's luscious lips as she heard the amnesiac girl utter her husband's name.

As the poor girl recovered from the erotic ambush, the cyborg hottie showed a softer side to herself as she snuggled and kept her company in the shower to help her recover. Proceeding to explain to Mikasa that she knew full well how bad the toned, silent babe knew how badly she wanted to be with Krillin sexually, after all she wasn't the first and wouldn't be the last. And this moment was 18's way of letting her know, she had full consent to make her move, much to Mikasa's awe and amazement. To think the man and lady of the house were so...kinky!! Suffice to say, it only made her desire for the man who took her in out of the kindness of his heart all the more so.

So of course 18 was only too happy to arrange for an opportunity to allow the Amazonian pseudo-mute to make her move and get some Krillin loving. All she had to do was wait patiently that night not long after Marron was put to sleep, sitting in the guest bedroom as she got a text on her smartphone (She had to say, something about this world and its level of science and technology was a wonder to her) telling her it was time. Making her way clad in just a sleeping gown as she knocked on their bedroom door, greeted by the sensual smile of 18 who invited her on inside, presenting her quite the sight before her. There sitting on the bed with a blindfold and a set of noise cancellinh headphones was a nude Krillin, his massive cock fully erect and coated in what had to be 18's saliva.

Before Mikasa knew it, she had ditched her robe and proceeded to kneel on the floor before her host, no her sex god, as she unleashed all her passion and desire. Grasping and stroking his cock with firm eagerness as she conducted fellatio, sucking and blowing on that length. Her sixpack washboard abs crunching as she bobbed her head up and down lewdly with the drive to deepthroat that cock until she knew her lips would be kissing his balls. Her pussy quivering and gushing with a growing puddle from the love nectar flowing and streaming forth as every groan or gasp out of Krillin's mouth felt like praise for her sloppy yet eager display of lusty devotion especially as he petted her head and caressed her shortcut hair.

But of course the sensation and pleasure of giving Krillin oral sex was a whole different thing compared to the raw rush of rapture that filled Mikasa’s being. The strength of his embrace he bald her while fucking her, plunging inch after inch if his powerful cock into her from missionary into a mating press to laying on her front as she bit and grasped the bedsheets while being fucked prone bone. Her ass and pussy especially becoming moulded to the shape of that length and girth as her womb awaited the rush of his seed sure to flood and quench her erotic fires. Her wet dreams having nothing on the thrill of the reality of doing it with this sex god among men…her alpha male, her king.

Orgasm after orgasm had rocked her nerves as 18 soon joined the fear first chance she got, further adding fuel to the fire of passion within Mikasa. The tandem assault of the cyborg and her husband overwhelming her with a tidal wave of pleasure until it was all finally too much for her. Sweetly sleeping as she basked-in the afterglow, sandwiched between the so people who now came to very special in her heart as more than just a generous pair who gave her shelter and home. The sunlight from the rising dawn filling the bedroom with a cosy sense of serenity in the sleeping trio…

Since that night Mikasa had adjusted and adapted a little more to this world, now having secured her own place (an apartment just across from where Krillin and his family lived so they weren’t far apart) and steady employment as a police officer..in Krillin’s department naturally where she found herself in some good, like minded company when it came to the short king. Not to mention a generator payment in royalties from Bulma as thanks for providing that harness gear which the genius woman found coild have some very useful applications and benefits. Work, home, finance, Mikasa felt like she had it good compared to wheeever she had come from before but above all else? She found she had plenty of love and pleasure…and if things went well enough with her regular quality time sessions with Krillin, she’d soon have a bun in the oven….

what the young Ms.Ackerman didn’t know was the source of her amnesia an the cause he winding up in this world had been thanks to a friend wishing her and a few others to have a better, happier life than the ones they used to have. A world away from misery, death and Titans and the reckless, irrational choices and actions of a foolish young hothead by the name of Eren Jeager. A name that was forgotten about by her and rightfully so as throughout her new life she came to meet some people who became great friends. Almost like she knew them in another lifetime…….

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Cops & Ninjas

Krillin should’ve really trusted that funny feeling he had when he’d received new case to investigate a series of female disappearances throughout the city. Searching all over would eventually lead him to a place known as the Chaos Arena, run and operated by the demomic hoards lead by one Edwin Black and see first hand what had happened to the missing civilians and other various women. To say he was beyond livid was an understatement, besides obviously nauseous as hell and who could blame him? This place was funny of some utter degenerates!!

His rising fury was not helped that the timing which saw him walking in on the middle of one of the Arena’s notorious punishment sessions. Furious enough as he was of course, he knew he couldn’t hold down this many arrests by himself so he called for back up. During the next bout, the audience of horny bastards felt their cock and balls shrivel up as Satan City’s finest gatecrashed and started to swarm the place, fully armoured and and armed as they began to subdue take down dozens of the group. They never had a chance and it certainly didn’t help their dignity that they were mostly naked and interrogations would later reveal some of them were members of high society, yes some of them were even women as well which was just disturbing….

While Krillin went in deeper into the comped of perversion, he had soon found the swarm of Orc forces and wasted no time dusting off his training from Master Roshi to send the monsters back to HFIL! The horn dog greenskins never stood a chance and he had a lot of anger to vent snd take out given the shit he’d witnessed, it’d be a miracle if some of those girls woild ever manage to recover. Among them had been a pair of sisters, clad in some damaged but very skin tight outfits made of latex, leather and fishnet mesh in their design and who in spite of what they’d endured? Proceeded to prove they could kick some serious ass as they no doubt had some frustration and righteous fury to vent.

Never let it said that Krillin never realise he could feel scaroused like that but those 2 girls, whose names he later learned were Asagi and Sakura Igawa, were quite a sight to behold. Suffice to say, a few battered and bruised up bastards and annihilated demons later, the Chaos Arena was shut down with news headlines making the rounds for weeks and Krillin seeing quite a boost in his pay for making such a major sting so successfully. A few weeks after the event had died down, he came to find himself approached by the Igawa sisters who both wanted to thank him for saving them, albeit in a way that made it clear in their body language how they wished to do so....mainly him, them and a little bit of adult twister and the vertical to horizontal tango in the bedroom.

Krillin was originally against it, at first, seeing it as taking advantage of their trauma. So instead he offered to spend time getting to know them and in turn they met and got know his wife, as well as some of their fellow fighters and friends of course. Which Asagi and Sakura didn’t mind in the slightest, it was an advantage to them and only made them anticipate their endgame goal all the more. Krillin you see, wasn’t yet aware that the sister duo were kunoichi agents of the elusive and enigmatic Taimanin corps and they had themselves a mission.

Said mission involved having Krillin fuck them and knock them up in the hopes of baring his children, who were to have major potential as future taimanin warriors. It so happened that the Igawa clan, being the sort to have their eyes and ears in the right places, was among a select few who actually knew the truth about Cell and Mr. Satan at the Cell Games and naturally were well aware just how powerful Krillin and his friends truly are. So they and many kunoichi within the corps had been tasked charged with a long term mission to seek out seduce them for their genes. And the short king was proving to be their most viable and charismatic candidate, the fact he pretty much earned that right after saving their lives was a bonus afforded by opportunity.

Krillin and 18 were none the wiser to this of course, simply hanging out with the sisters but the cybernetic asskicking blonde could tell from their body language clearly. Asagi and Sakura were down to fuck and they wanted her man, which naturally was turning her on something fierce. So it was only right that soon as the chance presented itself that she and Krillin, after convincing him it was more than okay now to do so, invited the ninja sisters to their bed Much to the delight of the Igawa sisters at finding their patience paying off. Making quite a show of it as they slowly, sensually stripped down to their lacey bra and panties before him, giving him a fine view of their toned, tanned bombshell bodies with results only good genetics and intense training could ensure.

18 of course insisted the eager kunoichi pair start things off by getting her man all nice and warmed, get him in the mood if they really wanted to rock his 4 to 5 foot world bad enough. Asagi and Sakura obliging her as they took turns kissing and making out with Krillin as they got his clothes off of him, sensually moaning and purring as they felt up that sculpted body and felt their thong clad pussies quiver feeling the meat contained within his boxers. Which they took off soon as they had him sitting on the edge of the bed, jaws dropping as they laid their eyes on his fully exposed, stiffening cock rising to greet them. Suddenly some of their experiences at the Arena with all those gangfucking douchebags and those orcs was a distant memory as this length and girth made them all seem like glorified eunuchs, their brains flipping switches that were a mix of primal instinct and some of Oboro's twisted erotic tinkering telling them to mount this stud and have him turn them into his personal baby factories.

The short king's cybernetic hottie wife had to say, she was quite impressed how gung-ho the Igawa girls suddenly became as they started things off practically facefucking themselves on Krillin's cock. Their eyes brimming with raw, animalistic lust as they seemed torn between wanting his seed to fill their stomachs or save it for pumping into their eager, burning hot wombs. Their powersuck deepthroating blowjob tag team having an effect on the compact fighter as he proceeded to pounce and go wild on the ninja women with abandon, fucking them deep and hard. It was a mark of talent for those girls to get her hubby so horny that he went full on caveman, licking lips as she shamelessly played with herself at watching him sexually wreck and dominate them.

For Asagi and Sakura Igawa, any lingering trauma from the Arena and the wicked deeds of Oboro truly became forgotten as Krillin rocked their world with real raw erotic talent. Taking them in any and every which way you coild with two sexy bad ass bitch ninja sisters be it one on one or two on one and that was before 18 finally got shelf in on the fray no longer content to be just a voyeur. From taking Asagi in a mating press to holding Sakura up in a full nelson, plowing one in missionary or prone bone as they laid atop each other and made out to the sinful delight of being taken doggy style as the other girl got eaten out. If they didn’t leave this night with buns in the oven, they definitely had to come back again and again to ensure successful results.

And oh they certainly came back again and again, much to Krillin’s befuddlement and 18’s sensual amusement which naturally got the attention of many of their fellow kunoichi. Suffice to say Krilkin was going to find a lot of taimanin girls in his future who felt he’d be the ideal baby daddy. Many of which would see these future brothers and sisters of Marron become the finest, strongest generation of kunoichi and shinobi to grace the corps and be the bane of demon kind. But that’s a story for another

As for Edwin Black, he had gotten away from the raid of the chaos arena but Krillin might have let it slip to Goku during a conversation while training with Vegeta, that some creep might be targeting Bulma next. You can't deny, Vegeta would not let any harm come to his woman. So yes the vampiric bastard wasn’t exactly going to enjoy a little downtime recovering from this set back. Karma’s a bitch ain’t it?

As for Oboro, well soon as things died down enough since that hectic night, she was now set to operate NOMAD’s resource towards her newest target for her spiteful sense of vengeance. Oh yes how she hated that damn dwarf who had to go and stu in her fun, just when she was really getting under Asagi’s skin. Oh yes she woild see to it Krillin would suffer and if she was feeling generous? She might make him her pet…ooh if omly knew how wrong she was…

[lina-lovebug]

Gojo Satoru NSFW Alphabet

A= Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Gojo LOVES teasing you about how loud you may have been just to see your blush or see you hide under the covers in embarrassment. But after that, he'll pick you up and take you to the bathroom so you guys can wash and clean up for some after sex cuddles.

B= Body part (their favorite body part of theirs or their partners)

He's very confident, so his favorite body parts are his hands and his dick. Like he knows he's packing, and he loves feeling you up and down and how his fingers can make you squirm in a matter of seconds.

His favorite body part of yours is your neck and your your boobs. Small, big, he doesn't really have a size preference just as long as he can play with them later and mark up your neck and your boobs.

C= Cum (anything to do with cum)

He doesn't really like a mess, but if you ask him to cum on your chest or stomach or back, he will happily oblige and watch as it covers you. With you, his goal everytime is to make you cum hard. He loves overstimulating you as you cum on him or on his face, smirking as he knows he's the only one who can get you all needy and begging like this.

D= Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Planning out what he's going to do to you later on. You both can literally be in a meeting and you start talking back to the higher ups? Ooh, he's coming up with a plan to get that mouth to be yelling someone else's name tonight ;)

E= Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing)

He's been around, but not too much. He loves learning what his partner likes and finding out if he can get them to like what he likes too, maybe finding a hidden kink along the way. Even if you're new to it, he won't judge and take it slow and even tease you.

F= Favorite position (goes without saying)

He LOVES doggy style, face off and cowgirl. He has many positions he likes but those are his main favorites, especially when he gets to see your lewd expressions as he pounds himself into you.

G= Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or humorous, etc?)

He can be both. He definitely loves making jokes, especially if something knocks over and you both fall off the couch or the bed. But if he knows you're looking for a more romantic night, he won't include as many giggles and chuckles and will definitely be more serious when it comes down to a romantic night, or you just being stressed and he'll set up the lighting in his bedroom pronto.

H= Hair (how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

He's definitely the kind of guy who doesn't want a lot of hair down there, and will probably trim every two weeks and shave every month. And it DEFINITELY matches the drapes.

I= Intimacy (how romantic are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Unless there's no quickies involved, he loves being super intimate with you. Yes, he'll tease and make you whine and beg for it at times, but he's doing this with the thought in mind that he cannot BELIEVE he managed to snatch up a goddess such as yourself and will worship your body like you're the last drinking well on Earth.

J= Jack off (masturbation headcannon)

He doesn't jack off as much as he used to in his teen years, but when he does it's usually if he knows you're going to be busy for awhile or out of the country for a mission.

K= Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Using his blindfold to blindfold you. He just loves how your body becomes more sensitive to his touch, and it's a fun time for the both of you. Definitely a hickey or biting kink, smiling away if a higher up spots you with a hickey and lectures you both on being careful and whatnot. He uses handcuffs too, but it's mainly for those special nights, you know?

L= Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom is definitely a classic, mainly because you both can immediately clean up afterwards and cuddle. Once he learned you've wondered what it would be like to risk it in public, he's been a fucking tease. He tested the waters during a dinner with the higher ups by slipping his hand up your thigh and fingering you, making it so hard to stay quiet and hold conversations. Quickies in the bathroom are a go-to as well, especially if you or him give eachother bedroom eyes across the table.

M= Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Just you and his thoughts, honestly. He loves seeing you in professional clothing, like a pencil skirt and a button up that's slightly see through, and he just imagines what it would be like to tear that off you later in the elevator or at home and BAM! Dick erect. If you tease him, it's game over.

N= NO (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Anything that brings you harm. No knife or blood play, nothing like that. Hurting you is off limits for him because he's supposed to protect you, and seeing you hurt because of him just makes him upset.

O= Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

Both. Just watching you squirm and beg and come undone as his tongue works its magic on you is heaven, and it's the same way when you give him head and it elicits the most erotic noises out of the both of you.

P= Pace (fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Again, both. He does like slow and sensual nights, just reminding himself of the person before him and how lucky he is to see how he can make you cum and moan. He also loves quickies and fast and rough nights and mornings too, just fucking you into oblivion.

Q= Quickies (their opinions on quickies)

Loves them. Fucking you against the wall, in a stall, against a sink, etc..

R= Risk (are they game to experiment or take risks)

Absolutely yes. As long as you're both consenting to something new, he's down for it, so long as it doesn't make you uncomfortable or it doesn't hurt you.

S= Stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long can they last)

He can last for HOURS. He's strong and still young, so he's fine with the idea of making you both cum for hours. He can definitely last three rounds, as he thinks four or more is excessive.

T= Toy (do they own any toys? How do they use them? On their partner or themselves?)

Hell yes he does. He takes pride in his tongue ring that vibrates since it elicits the most noise and begging out of you, and you squirt and turn into a heaving mess. He has a few handcuffs and an extra blindfold, and he's always open to more.

U= Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Too much, according to you. He'll tease you with words throughout the day and even when you both get home. He knows when to stop and give you the real thing though.

V= Volume (how loud are they)

He's medium. He makes groans and moans, but never too loud or screaming. He is vocal though and he loves praising you or teasing you while he's fucking you.

W= Wild Card (random headcannon)

He looks forward to the aftercare aspect of sex as much as the actual sex. He may be the strongest Sorcerer, but he loves washing you afterwards and snuggling you close to him, both completely comfortable with eachother.

X= X-ray (let's see what's going on in the pants)

You thought his hands were big? Bitch wait till you see his dick. He's eight and a half inches erect, and he takes pride in that.

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's still young and the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, so he has a very high sex drive with his enhanced abilities.

Z= ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He takes some time, but he'll fall asleep soon after you. He always falls asleep to you combing your hand through his hair, so if you're doing that after sex he will fall asleep very quickly.

Y'all are welcome.

[cherryblossom-chopper]

Hi hii😙 May I plz have headcanons for Ace, Sabo, and Shanks when their crush reciprocates their feelings but doesn’t mention she likes them because she is very insecure and feels they’re too good for her? Tysm for ur time dear💙

Of course sugar 💖

Ace

-Ace is a big flirt. He flirts with his friends and really believes in platonic PDA. He believes in kisses, hand-holding, and even casual sex between close friends. However, his usually relaxed and flirty demeanor crumbles when he actually has a crush on someone.

-He is a mess after he uses up the three or four one-liners he's practiced in the bathroom. He can't stand silence, so he'll word vomit about the weather or Whitebeard health or whatever. Ace is red-faced and sweating; he kind of looks like he's dying. It's just self-evident that he's a simp.

-So when his crush doesn't respond to his awkwardness or seems awkward back, he just assumes that they don't like him. But then BAM! Sassy bird Marco is here to fix things because if he has to listen to Ace blubber about how (Name) doesn't like him back anymore, Marco will snap.

-Marco manages to rig Seven Minutes in Heaven to get Ace and (Name) alone and to at least talk things out. Sure, it's childish, but so is Ace.

-In a dark closet, it's easier for Ace to admit his feelings. And conveniently, the soft glow of his freckles creates a somewhat romantic mood.

-When (Name) admits that they have feelings for him too, he's astounded. They ignored all of his advances, so this feels a bit out of the left field for Ace.

-Ace is heartbroken (and a little flattered) that (Name) thinks they're not good enough for him. He's the son of two of the most wanted people on the planet, and this sweet, adorable punk-ass thinks they're not good enough for him.

-Ace cannot allow such an injustice. After that, he makes it his goal to make (Name) feel appreciated above all else.

-You deserve the world, Sunshine.

Izou

-Izou is the ultimate parent friend. So when he starts crushing on someone, his behavior is multiplied. He's constantly checking on his crush and hovers a little bit because he knows they haven't been drinking enough water. He can feel it.

-Izou is also very straightforward about his feelings. If there's anything he learned from Kozuki Oden, it's that life is devastatingly short and to love deeply and honestly.

-His confession is a straight foreword. A simple "I have romantic feelings for you, (Name)." That is all he has to offer.

-Izou is not surprised by the initial rejection either, nor is he surprised that (Name) feels inadequate by his side. He already knew all of this and was expecting it.

-A blossom cannot understand its beauty, so they will never know why they have been plucked. But with time and a dedicated garden, my flower may be able to feel their beauty.

Sabo

-Much like Ace, Sabo has a very calm, confident demeanor. Unlike Ace, however, Sabo can keep up this behavior in front of his crush.

-So, it makes it hard to determine if Sabo actually has feelings for someone. Thus his confession takes (Name) by surprise, even if Koala hinted at Sabo's feelings.

-When (Name) feels unsure about being with him, Sabo is hurt. He doesn't understand what the big deal is. He thinks that if (Name) doesn't feel good enough to be by his side, they should work hard till they feel good enough.

-Sabo, of course, gets a reign check from his coworkers because not everyone is a workaholic like he is.

-(Name) and Sabo have a discussion about their feelings over tea. He apologizes and tries to be more understanding of (Name) 's worries. He wants to try having a relationship with them because Sabo thinks their wonderful.

-I wouldn't let you down, would I, Turtle Dove?

Shanks

-Shanks treats feelings in general with a highly complex approach. When he's crushing on someone, everything is all fun and games because he feels good. He feels good in an "I need vomit" kinda way.

-He flirts with (Name) openly and often admits he might be in love with them. However, he does confess in such a way that it feels like teasing.

-So when (Name) laughs off his affections time and time again, it's not good "I need to vomit" feeling anymore. It's a nasty hangover kind of sick. So his tune changes. The flirting comes to a complete halt, and Shanks becomes quieter around (Name).

-While Shanks is sitting alone and (Name) happens to walk by, he grabs their wrist. When they turn to ask him what he needs, Shanks pulls them in close.

-Why do you not take my affections seriously, little Starling

[chateautae]

I for duck's sake need help people.....see, I would be very pleased if anyone of you would just help me out....the thing is, I have been in a relationship for like around 3 years and trust me, he is like the most perfect kinda person I have ever met..but now comes the main issue, he has till now, never ever hinted me about doing anything ( the max. we have went is uk till just a little makeout types, ik spoiling my sex life like this sucks but that's why I am going anonymous and I think some of you might have experienced it ig, don't take me wrong, I mean like uk). The good thing is, we both are understanding and extremely working persons (he works as a employee in a business firm and I am a newbie doctor (kinda just started my practice as a doctor)....and even though I am a doctor and that having sex is like a normal thing because we literally studies everything, I still freak out upon thinking about doing it with him....it's not like I am scared or anything but I just want some uk girl tips upon how to actually do it....reading about it is quite, tbh, okay for me, but then doing it is like, a difficult task....i bet you he knows about everything and that's why he hasn't hinted upon anything but like from the past 1 week, he jas been dropping kinda hints ig.....like I won't go into the details, otherwise I would be hella embarrassed, not that I am not right now, I am literally sitting in the washroom typing this ( don't judge me)....while reading about it, it feels so easy to execute everything but then when doing it in real life is like so much like wierd ig....I mean how do I respond to it.....I am nervous and what not.....as 25yo, I sometimes feel wierd that I can't uk do it......can anyone of you just help me please......like some girl tips.....I searched it on Google too, still I don't have the courage.....amd moreover, my friends circle is so wierd amd plus, I am too shy to ask anyone.....ik asking this in such a way and place is way too inappropriate to be even considered normal....it's not like I am not ready for it, it's just I am quite nervous about how to do it.....tbh, he hasn't forced me even once still remained to be sweet and all but internally we noth know, we might wanna step up.....HELP PLZ.....my mom is way too conservative to even have an open conversation about kisses let alone doing it....

Oh hun, you are completely and tOTALLY allowed to come to this blog for any advice and not feel ashamed. This is an 18+ blog and anyone here would be so glad to help you, something like this is totally normal!! I shall leave my words under the cut, though if anyone else would like to help this lovely anon please do not hesitate to drop off a reply or even something in my inbox! I'll answer right away to help anyone wondering the same thing 💓

Alright hun, first and foremost I am so happy your relationship has been so strong! And I'm glad you're with someone who hasn't pushed you or anything into doing anything sexual yet, I'll tell you from experience that can be extremely daunting and uncomfy so I'm super relieved your man has been sweet!!

In terms of real advice, tbh I'm quite the wrong person to go to. I lost my v-card with my first boyfriend when I was 16, literally we were both inexperienced and even the times we did you know, do the deed it was very clumsy and nobody knew what they were doing, and the second person I've been with was a Kiseok situation (if you read maybe I do, yes Kiseok is based on a real person in my life) so fuck that dude. But maybe my own inexperience can also help you out, here are at least some lady tips I can think of:

1. Make sure you're comfortable. I say comfortable instead of ready because I'm quite the believer in if you wait until the moment you're ready, you'll wait your entire life. So my best advice is to make sure you're comfy with the situation and your partner!!

2. Ensure your partner is someone who cares about you. I know everyone's stories are different, and not everyone has sex with someone they've been with for a long time or even love, one night stands are totally okay and I salute you sister. get that dick!!! But even in situations where you're with a stranger, sex is a very intimate thing, and it would make your experience 1000x better if you can at least tell the person cares about you and your body and your wishes during sex. Everyone deserves to be respected during an intimate act like sex and if you feel you're not being respected, whether it's your body, your wishes, your limits, your choices, do not feel obligated to still go through with this person.

3. You have to be wet. Of course not all sexual encounters happen the same way, and every female gets off on different things or turned on by a variety of actions, but essentially you have to be wet for sex. Most men understand this but a lot also don't, basically you gotta get into that juicy foreplay to get wet my girl. Try making out, maybe if you're sitting down swing a leg over his lap and bam you're straddling him. This position is usually optimal because you gain the opportunity to grind against yo man's crotch and my fucking God, does that shit feel hella nice. It's also highkey ego-boosting feeling how much the guy's getting worked up because literally anytime you grind or move over their crotch it immediately spikes to their dick and you can usually feel them against you. If you're standing, try moving to an area that has a wall and keep grabbing at your man's neck, usually men naturally will indicate you to jump and you'll easily be all up against the wall making out, this gets hella fun too cause being carried like that is so 😩

3.2. Okay cool, we're making out, now it's essentially a game of go with the flow. Men usually take the initiative and begin the escalation of things on their own. Maybe he'll start kissing down your neck, his hands are gonna be somewhere at your waist, maybe inching down to your ass or maybe he's an ass guy and he's already palming at yo cheeks. Regardless, I can confidently say you can sit back and relax, let yourself feel, get into the kissing and grinding and if you love the way he's touching you, make some noise and let him know, don't be afraid to be turned on and goddamn horny, dudes love that shit. You however are also allowed to take the wheel, and guys usually search for the greenlight from girls by sensing their movements and how eager they seem for the go-ahead on anything. If maybe you begin tugging at his clothes, they'll usually think "okay, she's okay with this rn" and so on. This part's sincerely just go with the flow, you don't need to rush and honestly the more foreplay the better for getting your puthy wet. Make sure you're comfy and your partner makes sure you're okay with that they're doing to you.

3.3. Whoop dee doo your man's hands are suddenly going, you know, places. Another case of go with the flow, if you're comfortable with your man wanting to do a lil rubby dubby on your kitty then totally let him, this shit feel's god-like I tell you. Maybe I'm just a sensitive ass whore, who knows but something about feeling a man's hands do what your lady fingers can't just HHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. But essentially from here maybe you wanna reciprocate. Get them pesky pants open and feel your man up. Reach inside those boxers and touch that beast he's hiding inside. Make sure to go nice and slow and your hands aren't rough, men's dick are super sensitive and if you go too hard on at least a dry dick it acc hurts them. Men usually leak pre-cum at their tips so try using some of that to slick up your hand.

3.4. That's handjobbing, now if we're getting into oral, very important things to remember. A) retract your teeth, it's hard and it hurts to do it for a long time but teeth will hurt dudes a lot so suck them in and away from their cocks. B) Hollow your cheeks, men like the tightness of a mouth and that's what really gets them going. C) BREATHE THROUGH YOUR NOSE PLEASE DO NOT JUST STOP BREATHING AND TAKE YOUR TIME OKAY BLOWJOBS ARE ACC VERY FUCKING HARD AND FUCK YOU UP especially for someone like me who has a small mouth, yeah that shit sUCKS but nothing is more beautiful than seeing a man fold under your touch. D) Tease yo man a bit, kitten licks and kisses, dragging your tongue over his slit, maybe a pump and then take him out, slick him up with some saliva maybe, anything you feel like doing go ahead girl, that dick is yours for the time being and I promise he'll love it. E) Deep-throating is really when gets guys going cause they only acc feel shit at their tips, so please deep-throat with caution, and take your time if he's a big one, you can acc really hurt yourself especially if you're constantly deep-throating a really big one. F) Go to town girl, get up and bobbing, go down on him like he can't survive without you, go at your own pace and own it. G) Balls usually go neglected and I promise if you even fondle them or grab at them your man will combust.

3.5. Okay so with actual sex, FIRST OF ALL BE SAFE!!!! USE A FUCKING CONDOM, IF YOU DON'T HAVE ONE THEN DON'T FUCK BUT IF YOU'RE STILL HORNY THEN PLEASE RECIEVE SOME MONEY FROM YO MAN FOR PLAN B!!! IT'S NOT ENTIRELY FOOLPROOF THOUGH PLEASE REMEMBER THAT RISK. You can totally go on birth control too but this has its complications, there are also monthly shots you can take and other contraceptives.

3.6. Okay it's sexy times, this is just gonna have to be a thing for you. Everyone's different and has different comfort levels, maybe you can take someone that’s bigger while some women can't and that's fine. Just make sure when he does go in, you feel okay with it. It will hurt if you’re dry and not wet, like hurt a lOT but if you do feel loads of pain just let your partner know to go slower, and let yourself get used to the feeling of something inside. You can always say stop if it hurts too much, seriously it's normal and that's what I did with my first boyfriend. Hell I fucking kicked my ex off me LMAO and he was so sorry and we just ended everything there, and had actual sex the next time I visited him. From here on I've really got no lady tips, essentially it's up to you what you like and what you'll do, get it on!!!

General Tips:

4. Be you, and be confident. I know sex can be really daunting especially when you consider men usually tend to be more experienced, and maybe you become afraid you won't measure up or be as good as his previous partners or you’re not good at sex, but baby girl it ain't about that. This dude is going to have sex with you because he wants to have sex with you, and whether that's his dick speaking for him or his heart, it means he will not be thinking about some other  chick he got it on with a year ago, he will be thinking of you and your pretty mouth and what you're doing, focused on touching your body and thinking he loves the way it feels. The more confident you are, the better. You're sexy and pretty and you are desirable babes, let those noises he makes when you touch him drive your confidence, the way he groans a little when you do something, the way he's tugging your body close to yours cause he wants to feel you, it all means he wants you and that's hot, let it boost your lady ego my love. You're allowed to be shy, I totally understand that, and if your partner really cares about you then they'll easily take your hand and guide you through it. Let them know you're a little nervous, and they'll really try to make things more comfy and easier for you because sex is about both parties, not just one.

5. Orgasming is hard, but it's still achievable. Especially in an open, established relationship, really let your man know what turns you on. Let him feel at your cooch while he's penetrating you and I promise that can usually get you orgasming. Other than that, another huge case of doing what you need to do to get yourself off, and always let your partner know. If you’re really searching for an orgasm in a newer relationship or if you’re too shy to say something, then literally just take your man’s hand and place him over your clit and start rubbing with him, he’ll get the hint and start doing it himself. 

6. Communication is key. This is obvious, but even if it's dirty talk, usually it's still a way to communicate and see if you're okay. You can ask to go slower, faster, softer, harder, stop altogether or entirely wreck your goddamn shit. Your partner should listen and if they don't, get the fuck out of there and leave that man, he don't fucking deserve you at all, especially in situations where you ask to stop or to slow down cause maybe something hurts, if he doesn't listen here then no, he don't deserve shit and LEAVE. Don't be afraid to make noise either or say something, dudes usually love hearing you. If you don’t like something please let your partner know, I’m sure they’re wondering if you do and would love to hear you communicating. 

7. Be clean after you're done woo-hoo-ing. Make sure you're tidy and stuff before putting clothes back on, sex can get messy especially if it's your first time you can bleed. Usually if the dude is a sweetheart enough they'll clean you, which is obviously aftercare uwu.

8. Pee after sex, UTI's are not fun. 

9. Your body may also feel weird or go through changes after you have sex for the first time, but that’s normal. Just you body’s response to feeling something foreign inside you. 

10. Ladies, remembering during sex that you have power, IT’S YOUR BODY!!!! Whether it’s because you’re totally domming or because your man is super duper sweet and will not do anything unless you want it, sex is meant to be fun and for both parties’ enjoyment. It’s not a chore nor is it something you HAVE to do to keep your man around or something, let yourself have fun girl, you deserve it. The flow of sex and any activities as such are usually dictated by you and what you want, so remember you don’t have to go through with something if you don’t want to. It shouldn’t matter if a dude really badly wants to get his dick wet, this is your body and you are to decide what happens to it. If a man makes you believe otherwise, FUCK THAT DUDE!!!! HE DON’T DESERVE YOU!!! YOU DESERVE LOVE AND RESPECT AND TO BE CARED FOR AS A HUMAN BEING!!

[tfw-no-tennis]

ani....morphs.....

ok so picking up after the david trilogy, which hit hard as FUCK, we have book 23, which basically was a semi truck that ran over my corpse, jesus christ, they really followed up the david trilogy w/all that....

23 was so so good and also painful. its the culmination of a lot of tobias’s characterization in the series thus far and also we finally get the reveal we’ve been waiting for about elfangor....ooooh man 

and there was a lot of painful stuff in this book but the worst imo was tobias wondering if it were possible that somebody wanted him and would take care of him, only to have it all come crashing down in the worst way when it turned out aria was visser three in morph, ouch. 

that was so brutal augh. and when he figured it out and just crash landed and kept thinking about how he wanted to die and how he was stupid to think he could have a home...bro get these kids some THERAPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

so yeah that book was absolutely brutal but also so good...and it further fleshed out the animorphs working as a near-flawless team, w/the whole setup of tobias meeting w/the lawyer being so airtight and well-planned 

also more free hork bajir!! its cool that there's stuff happening w/them offscreen, I like that 

I literally had to take a break from reading the books bc the david triology + 23 was like so much, and also bc the olympics were on and all my time got dedicated to watching those, but then I opened 24, not sure what to expect, and BAM it was the helmacrons lmaoooo

I don't even remember the helmacrons but ig a lot of people hate them? lmao so that whole reputation preceded the book and I was like oh wow time for a change in tone

which wasn't wrong but also I liked that book?? I was never bored, even tho the whole thing was patently ridiculous and also had very little bearing on the overarching story

but I think it would be a standout if it were a TV episode w/a good budget - the visuals were amazing even in text, and I can imagine all the cool shrinking/growing/cellular stuff would be WICKED cool visually (ideally 2d animation but an ant man-esque live action adaptation wouldn't be terrible if they had the budget for it)

whatever let me dream. so yeah I didn't hate the helmacron book even tho the helmacrons themselves were...sure something. lmao I think they come back? that should be interesting

next book is the arctic one, we have yet another alien of the week style adventure - I liked this one too, it felt like more plot-y stuff happened since they destroyed the base, and marco’s POV is always fun 

I do find it funny/interesting how sometimes when the animorphs do something - like in this book, destroying that base in the arctic - it doesn't really seem to impact the yeerks much/it doesn't get brought up much after that. and then other things like them destroying the ground-based kandrona get mentioned a lot (that example is understandable tho bc that WAS a big deal). its just hilarious to me how blowing up entire building complexes has become so routine that it isn’t even worth mentioning at this point

Also I adore when they meet other random people/kids and are chill w/them, like w/that kid they met in the rain forest earlier on w/the time travel 

the descriptions of the brutally cold weather were great. I hate the cold so I was like oof this is a nightmare lmao

also ig that was the first ghostwritten book and I did kinda notice it was slightly different than usual? maybe? I could be imagining it tho 

okay but book 26 tho...BOOK 26. bruh 

that was SO good and I really didn’t know what to expect - but when we finally revisited Jake’s dream w/crayak I knew it was gonna be good (but I didn’t expect it to be a chess game war epic..!)

basically I loved it. SUCH a good Jake book - I really appreciate his character now as opposed to when I was 10 and often overlooked him (sorry jake).

similarly, when I was a kid and read these I sympathized a lot w/the chee and felt bad for them towards the end of the series when they had to get more involved in the war (genuinely don’t remember what they even do but ik I felt bad) 

but now I've basically 180′d and I'm like damn those chee sure are hypocrites huh. 

like they could solve So many of the animorphs problems but their stringent adherence to nonviolence leads to them actively getting in the animorphs way sometimes? and obviously pacifism is a complicated topic, but in this case it also intersect w/the whole ‘child soldier’ thing, and as beings who are insanely old and wise, the chee probably shouldn't just leave all the dirty work to a bunch of literal middle schoolers

aaaaanyways. there’s so much I love about this book. the iskoort! they were sure something. and the ‘plot twist’ that they are actually 2 beings, the Isk and the Yoort - and the Yoort are essentially Yeerks - that slapped. the symbiosis of it all! 

I loved the part where they all realize what this means, that this is why Crayak wants the iskoort destoryed - because someday the yeerks might come across them and realize parasitism is not the only way. I love it! 

alas I don’t recall the iskoort returning in the story (but also my memory is terrible so who knows?) but still that would be cool

basically I feel like this is the book where Jake Truly comes into his own as a leader, in every sense. he outmaneuvers Crayak, and even the ellimist, who’s yanking them around in his own way

the scene where jake shoves the howler off the cliff and jumps off and morphs and acquires the howler...that was fantastic and tense. 

also the murder is definitely becoming more overt. I mean, it has been for a while, but it isn’t really pointed out as much anymore. oof

more on the chee - as Jake points out in this book, and other characters point out in other books - the chee could have saved the pemalites, but instead just stood by while their creators were slaughtered. on the other hand, jake says, what do the chee do AFTER they’ve killed the howlers - where to point them next? when is the end of their violence? 

buuuuut also standing by while atrocities occur is pretty damning, as is frequently mentioned in this series - from the very beginning, when marco initially doesn’t want to get involved in the war at all, and the other animorphs basically tell him that turning his back on the war and acting like he doesn’t even know it’s happening would be immoral and cowardly (which imo this reaction helps to push marco in the direction he ends up going, but I digress) - this topic comes up again in 19 when cassie quits the team and rachel is upset bc she sees it as cassie elevating her own feelings above the greater good (as in, as long as cassie feels good about how she acts, it doesn’t matter how much preventable evil the yeerks are committing while she turns away). etc etc. but that’s essentially what’s happening w/the chee - even tho they help w/intel, the lack of any sort of Action on their part means that they’re essentially allowing awful things to happen when they could prevent them. this is rambly but basically...animorphs deals so much in grey areas, and the chee are noticeably black and white in their actions, despite falling, in a meta sense, in an extremely grey area. its such good, thought provoking writing!

anywayssss I keep talking about the chee lmao what else was there. oh YEAH jake and cassie kissed for the first time awww that was super cute 

and ofc immediately marco teases them as asks jake if he’s gonna kiss him next, and all I can say is...marco is a bicon 

also I love the background worldbuilding w/the iskoort, how they have all these groups and guilds and stuff - its not dwelled on much, which actually works really well to give the world/species a sense of lived-in realness 

okay oh man and the reveal at the end that the howlers were just like...children who thought the whole thing was a game...AUGHH man that’s sooo fucked 

like, when jake morphs the howler and has rachel ready to knock him down in grizzly morph if he gets out of control due to the howler’s murderous instincts, and he morphs to find that the howler is...playful, like a dolphin morph. SUCH a good fucked up sense of dawning horror there 

and the fact that as far as I can tell the chee KNEW this, but wanted revenge anyways, so they let the animorphs assume that the howlers were Evil On Purpose

also I love smaller moments, like jake seeing that ax is ashamed for briefly running away during one battle w/the howlers, and then entrusts him w/an important task bc he knows that ax will see that as redemption - and when everyone thought jake was dead and were so happy when he wasn't (they all love each other so much im gonna cry about these child soldiers augh)

basically that book was so good

man one thing I absolutely love is that the longer the series goes on the more obvious it is that andalites, despite inventing morphing technology, barely use it themselves 

like, most of the andalite characters we see barely morph. its kind of a last resort to them, as they’re already plenty dangerous in their regular forms 

meanwhile for the animorphs, that’s all they have to fight with. that’s their only weapons against the yeerks, and its so fun to see them use the power in so many varied ways, and so creatively, while the andalites have barely scratched the surface of their own technology

its also interesting to contrast against the yeerks who start out w/absolutely no technology, and the andalites share some but not all of their technology w/them...its too bad that morphing technology was just starting out cause that would’ve been interesting

like imo a lot of the conflict w/the yeerks could’ve been avoided if they could just nothlit into better forms - of course, there’d still be plenty of yeerks who want to go start wars or w/e, just like pretty much any species in the series, but a lot of yeerks would probably be like ‘yeah I'm good’ and just chill out as nothlits

also people online love to talk about how humans are alienfuckers and would definitely have sex w/sentient aliens and whatnot, and while I'm not saying that's untrue, its just funny bc in animorphs the truest alienfuckers are definitely the andalites

as of the hork-bajir chronicles, we now have a second instance of an andalite morphing another species to be in an inter-species alien romance (and eventually have kids) 

speaking of, I don’t think I’ve talked abt the hork bajir chronicles yet??? even tho I read it a while ago lmao 

HBC was great...I honestly haven’t really run into an animorphs book I’ve actually disliked at this point, I’m sure it’ll come w/all the ghostwriting and whatnot, but I’ve liked at least some aspects of every book

anyways HBC was great, and it’s funny bc I remember that I read this book as a kid, and yet rereading it now I didn’t remember a single bit of it lmaooo

I really liked the framing device of the free hork bajir telling this story to tobias. I also liked how we know from the beginning that this story wont have a happy ending - we know all the hork bajir end up enslaved by the yeerks, but it’s still somehow hopeful at the end? I think this is largely due to the framing device tbh. 

also I love toby, and I love that the First free hork bajir named their kid after tobias ;_; 

and oooh mannn I LOVED the different POVs from this book. all the characters were so interesting! aldrea was fascinating - I really like the increasingly negative view of the andalites that the readers are getting, all while maintaining the sense that they aren’t like, actively evil, just that they have their issues - like aldrea’s arrogance, and the general andalite arrogance which lead to the loss of the hork bajir. also, who knew andalites had their own brand of sexism? Ls

I did like getting a female andalite tho, that was cool. and dak was really cool, he was such a good, compassionate character who was able to maintain his morals in an interesting way throughout the story

and VISSER THREE...or should I say esplin 9466, because he’s not visser 3 yet...getting his ‘origin story’ was excellent - I really like how we’re learning about visser 3 backwards - we start off the series w/him as the main villain, and he’s campy and menacing, and then we see him in the andalite chronicles as a power-hungry sub-visser trying to climb the ranks and eventually getting alloran as a host, and then back even further here, w/the start of his focus on the andalites and the beginning of his ambition. its been very cool and interesting to see

plus, the beginning of the yeerks as we know them! seerow! alloran! it’s a party and nobody is having a good time, except for some of the yeerks. 

I like how it’s pretty obvious that the andalites are well-meaning with their interactions w/the yeerks, but go about it the wrong way - they give them enough technology that the yeerks realize there’s a whole world out there to experience, and then they blockade the yeerks on their planet and tell them they can’t leave. nnnnot the best approach imo

again, as I said above, I’m interested in how things could’ve gone if the andalites had given the yeerks morphing technology early on - could a lot of the conflict have been avoided, or would it have been worse? the yeerks seem pretty evil in this book, immediately jumping to enslave anyone they can. otoh we hear from esplin that not all yeerks like having host bodies, and find it overwhelming, preferring to swim around in the yeerk pool as a slug - I assume as host bodies became more available this type of thinking was probably stamped out in yeerk society or w/e, but there are a lot of interesting what-ifs in the situation 

I loved the scene where esplin first experiences having a host, and immediately knows he can’t go back. there are a bunch of great sensory descriptions, and it’s a nice scene to pinpoint as a foundational moment for the visser three in the current story, who spent a lot of time and energy getting what he sees as the best possible host body, an andalite

I find it interesting how much visser three clearly respects the andalites, even while constantly deriding them. and you can see the origins of that here as he immediately focuses in on the andalites, working to become an expert on them in order to make himself useful enough to move thru the ranks

another thing I like is how esplin seems a lot more crafty and ambitious than the visser three from modern times - I would guess that reaching his goal (andalite host body) and being given all that power was detrimental, playing on his weaknesses instead of his strengths. basically, I don’t think it’s ooc or anything, I can see how HBC-esplin became animorphs-esplin, especially w/TAC in between

as for seerow...poor dude. you really do have to feel for him, because you get the sense he really did just want to be kind to the yeerks, but it was borne from a place of pity, and he (and the other andalites) consistently held too much power over the yeerks for the species relations to ever be truly equal and functional 

AUGH I have so many thoughts about alien space politics. omg. I need to talk about the actual story lmao

so yeah I also feel for aldrea, she had a rough time, watching her entire family die and being thrown into a hopeless war

and then the andalite council or w/e not listening to her bc she's a girl AND seerow’s daughter...oof

also, I really really liked the running theme of the andalites - specifically aldrea - looking down on the hork bajir as ‘simple’ and constantly underestimating them, especially dak

and I like how this is portrayed as a bad attitude for aldrea to have, and she still remains and interesting and sympathetic character even while having obvious flaws. it’s about being 3-dimensional baby!

and oh man I love that dak realizes that aldrea looks down on him, and his entire species, but he can see that that’s how the andalites are, and it all connects back to the beginning of the story w/the yeerks, bc the andalites looked down on the yeerks and treated them with pity and kept them pinned under their proverbial thumb ‘for their own good’ and look how that turned out 

but dak is wise and kind enough to not hate aldrea for this, even acknowledging when she’s using him, but not pushing her away because he recognizes good in her too - and she ends up changing, partially because of his faith in her

and I feel like it can all be compared to that scenario of like - a hypothetical creature that lives in a 2D world suddenly being thrust into a 3D world, and comprehending what its seeing, and understanding that there’s so much more out there outside of the flat lines of its world - and then its dropped back into 2D-land with the knowledge of all the stuff its missing out on, and no way to get back to it or explain it to anybody else

I loooove that ‘trope’ or w/e you wanna call it, and it’s done beautifully here w/the yeerks - whos the say they wouldn't have been fine in their pool swimming around; as esplin said, a lot of the yeerks were terrified of having a host, it was only from the andalites’ perspective that their lives were sad and pitiful, and the andalites showed them what the world could be like, and then said ‘no, you can’t travel the stars like we do, you have to stay here on your planet and do what we say.’

and then again, w/the hork bajir - dak talks about how, even though he drinks up the knowledge that aldrea gives him, in the end it might have been better to just have lived peacefully, not knowing what was in the sky or the Deep - as aldrea says: “It was too late for Dak: he knew that the stars were not flowers.” 

plus the hork bajir having to go from a completely peaceful species who don’t even understand the concept of violence, to a bunch of soldiers fighting a war...oof 

basically everyone in this story uses the hork bajir. the yeerks use them as hosts, the andalites use their planet as a convenient place to dump seerow and then take their sweet time coming to help, and the arn created them as means to stabilize the planet, but block them off from their society and refuse to help when the yeerks come

like, the arn modifying themselves to be un-infestable by the yeerks and then being enslaved for physical labor instead? oof guys. if they had teamed up w/the hork bajir resistance things might have gone better, but probably not 

more on aldrea - throughout the story I was always thinking ‘how am I supposed to see her? as a good person, or as a bad person?’ 

as a POV character, especially a ‘good guy’ andalite, you just start off automatically thinking of her as a good person, but as the story goes on, she starts getting lost in revenge and begins using dak and the hork bajir, and you’re left wondering if this is a story about her slide into darkness, and then towards the end of the story her character development culminates in her making the decision to stay w/the hork bajir, and the be with dak, and that’s about when I went ‘ohhh right this is animorphs so every character is pretty much gonna be grey’

I feel like that moral grey-ness was on full display w/aldrea, and I really enjoyed that. I love so much when characters who are good do bad things, for good or bad reasons, especially in media like animorphs that’s aimed at kids. it’s so compelling. 

oof, and the ending when aldrea convinces dak to mobilize the hork bajir and teach them violence...and dak asks her if she’s ever killed another andalite, and she’s horrified, and says of course she hasn’t, and he says that that’s what she’s asking him, and all the hork bajir, to do - to kill their own people, even if they are being controlled by the yeerks. biiiig oof. I love that dak can keep up w/aldrea and her andalite supremacy attitude - it seems that the non-andalite characters who get along best w/the andalites are the ones who wont take their bs 

what else happened....oh my god how could I forget about alloran, and his quantum virus. oooof. I like how we find out about alloran in parallel to visser three, in the same backwards way - in animorphs he’s the tragic host of visser three, in TAC he’s the disgraced but still semi-respected war-prince who becomes the first ever andalite controller, and here he’s the guy who decides to commit some war crimes because, hey, we haven’t tried that yet 

but yeah that was fucked up, I love it. I’ve said it before I think but I like that alloran isn’t some perfect martyr tragically taken by the yeerks - it’s a lot more compelling that he’s a very flawed person who was taken as a controller partially due to his own bloodthirstiness. 

but yeah, the part where aldrea morphs alloran and ‘sneaks’ into that room was great. aldrea’s dedication to disposing of the virus is a great indicator of her character development - it really feels like the straw that broke the camels back w/re: to the andalites not being what she thought they were, w/their tardiness coming to help the hork bajir planet and the way her father was treated being the precursors to this realization. it all culminates nicely in aldrea saying ‘fuck this actually’ and nothlit-ing into a hork bajir.

and it’s really tragic but realistic that even though aldrea and dak end up seeing eye to eye at the end and getting together, the virus ends up being released anyways (and fails in its objective to stop the yeerks from using the hork bajir - the whole thing was p much a lose-lose situation oof), and aldrea and dak still die fighting a hopeless war 

but then we have the free hork bajir on earth, including toby, who, like tobias, has andalite ancestry, but no DNA to show for it - I like that they have that connection as well as tobias being her namesake

so yeah I enjoyed that one and its many-layered themes

WOW this got long uuuuuhhh ok I think i’ll leave this one off here. at the time I’m actually finishing the writing and editing, I’m on book 35 lol so I have some backlogging to do. never fear, I have a lot to say....

[brideofcthulhu10]

what is it like play fighting with each of the boys? like would they let their s/o win or would they pin them down playfully and tease them?

Alright admittedly this one is a bit choppy, I had a bit of a tough time making sure each story had it’s own unique twist to play to the boys’ personalities. So I hope you still like it!

Play fighting with the boys

David

At first he’s not too keen on wrestling with you. The most wrestling he does is when the boys are going crazy and they make the sorry mistake of dragging him into the mix. But his s/o is a different story. After all, you’re human. In his experience humans could be such delicate things, he’d feel like an ass if you got hurt in the process. It’d certainly take some convincing, but once you did he’d be all for it. He’s definitely the type to let you win. Not so much out of courtesy, but because seeing you all excited was just too adorable. If you accused him of holding back he’d laugh up a storm, pinning you down and stealing a kiss.

“Kitten, if I used my full strength, it would kill you, remember?”

Oh right, vampire. Honestly you’d been with him so long by now it was kind of an afterthought. Still, even if he was letting you win it was still fun to have him toss you onto the bed with a big ol’ suplex, then dramatically fall over when you got him. When he gets too tired he’ll try to tap out, chuckling as you demand more! C’mon, put up your dukes! He’d just grab your wrists, pull you down and wrap his arms around you much to your rampant protesting. Now he’ll turn into a cement block, you might as well be getting hugged by an iron statue.

“No fair, you cheater!”

“I’m sorry, I thought you wanted me to use my full strength?”

Dwayne

Beating you up is just so fun, he loves tossing you around and pinning you down. When you still try to put up a fight he can always use his secret weapon! Your sides! Utterly helpless to his mighty tickles. Like David he refuses to use full strength against you. He can crush a man’s skull with one hand, he isn’t about to legitimately swing you around like a rag doll. Dwayne is absolutely a good sport boyfriend, he wants you to have fun. Laddie would want to play fight with him as well so he already knows how to wear you out. You’ll throw him on his back,  and he’s just a fit of laughter pretending you’ve got him pinned down.

“Okay, you got me, I surrender to your mighty will.”

“That’s right, I have defeated you!”

When he’s tired and you still want to go he has his ways of tiring you out. No, not sex. Actually, he’ll flip you onto your back and pin you down. Then? Death by tickles. He’ll send you into a fit of laughter until you’re screaming ‘uncle’, nibbling at your neck while you roll around trying to push him off. By the end you’re both breathlessly laughing together. If you really want to catch him off guard, go for the small of his back, closer to his hips. A completely vulnerable tickle spot that just makes him burst out laughing, crashing down. Granted even if you pin him, he recovers fast then it’s back to being underneath him.

Paul

Okay, Paul loves to wrestle you, but he holds back very little. It’s hard to remember you’re not like him. And he does not play fair! He’ll fly you up in the air to catch you off guard, you’ll have him pinned down and he’ll start making out with you then bam! Flips you over. You got him on the run? Surprise boob grab! When you’re too busy smacking him for cheating, he grabs you by your waist and suplexes you onto the bed while you scream. Mercy is for the weak! He shall not lose to you! When he’s got you pinned down its all smiles, he is such a smack talker.

“You’re getting slow there, kitty-cat. Guess you can’t keep up with a badass vampire like me.”

You know it's all in good fun, but that means you gotta fight dirty too. He can’t focus on slamming you down on the bed if you’re wrestling him in a pair of booty shorts! That’s right, you got some tricks up your sleeve too. Go for the crook of his neck, it’s his most ticklish spot and he just crumbles. Especially if you nibble on there, but he may get a little frisky if you do that. But that’s when you must strike! Go for the hips, the sides, right above his knees, don’t stop until he’s almost snort-laughing. Yes, if you get him worked up enough Paul has the cutest snort laugh. Personally he hates it, he thinks it makes him sound like such a dork. Therefore you must tickle him even more to hear it again, eventually he’ll pin you down still trying to hold back his laughter. Uncle, dammit, he already said uncle!

Marko

Well play wrestling and tickle fights are pretty commonplace in your relationship. Marko loves getting you under his arms any way he can. You’re adorable when you fall victim to his moves, rolling around on your bed in a fit of giggles. He’ll wrap his arms around and fall backwards with you, digging his fingers into your sides until you’re almost blue in the face. Most of the time he’ll let you win, knocking him over. I mean, you’re on top of him so there’s no way that's a lose situation. When you want him to he’ll certainly bring his A-game. Yeah, he’s gone to a few wrestling shows with Paul before, so he knows those crazy moves. German suplex, chokeslam, body slam, the works. Now he’s not going to use full strength but remember he lives with three other vampires so he’s already got the upper hand with strength. 

Granted he does his best to stay within line, he’s not nearly the wild card Paul is but he can get a little too crazy. If you do get hurt he spends the whole day and night apologizing to you. Take that opportunity to get a little revenge and tackle him, he’s so busy worrying about you he won’t see it coming. Honestly that cracks him up, he didn’t expect you to catch him off guard! Well played, well played.

[badlesmisimaginesofficial]

shoutout to @byjuxtaposition​ for egging on my worst thoughts and impulses! this is dedicated to them and also the NHL for giving me more hours of hockey a day than one person can reasonably or safely consume

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Imagine....

When Valjean first disappeared, you spent weeks looking for him. It made no sense how a man could vanish into thin air and yet he'd done it. Even when your pursued his pseudonyms, no one had heard of Madeleine or Fauchelevent. You kept looking for a while, hoping he would pop up somewhere, but months and then years passed. You had to accept it. The best dick of your life was gone, and he wasn't coming back.

Slowly, you got over it. Gillenormand was happy to pay for your therapy in exchange for sexual favours and you could always go to Javert if you wanted a spanking. His heart was never in it as much, but it scratched the itch.

'I think you're going to see him again,' Eponine says one day. You'd been feeling melancholy and, like clockwork, she showed up in your door with a lit cigarette in hand. It was like she had a psychic sense for when you needed to talk about your love life. So much as a fleeting thought about your romantic prospects and Bam, Eponine would be there.

'Really?' you say, hating how hopeful you sound.

'Yeah. Like, you'll be walking down the street one day and there he'll be. You won't be expecting it.'

'When did you get so wise, 'Ponine?' you giggle. She shoves you affectionately, rolling her eyeliner-rimmed eyes.

'I'm always saying, Y/N. You've got to put your trust in the Infinite.'

'Right. Because that always ends well.'

'Oh come on, it does. And in completely unrelated news, because I exist just to be your hypewoman - '

'What?'

'Are you coming to the game on Saturday?'

'Oh god. I don't know. Wait, are you going?'

Eponine nods, a sly blush creeping onto her face. 'Enjolras has been begging me, you know how he gets about sport.'

'Are you guys like, a thing now?' you ask, delighted. You've spent way too long watching the two of them circle shyly round each other, unable to act on the crazy amounts of sexual tension. It's even worse when they bicker, like watching a lightning storm due to obliterate everything in its path.

'Maaaybe. If you and Montparnasse come it'll be like a double-date!'

You sigh. The only person crazier about sport than Enjolras, Montparnasse has been trying to get you into ice hockey for ages. You're still not super sure of the appeal, but it's like, Really important to Monty. He's got Wayne Gretzky's face tattooed on his left buttcheek for a reason.

'I guess,' you say.

Eponine claps in delight. 'Yess! Ohmygod Y/N, it's going to be so much fun.'

*

You hate to concede it, but she's kind of right. The game is more fun than expected, plus Montparnasse is so delighted that you came that you just know you are getting ploughed for hours later.

Having done exactly zero research before going, you knew nothing about either of the teams. There was one face, though, that you instantly recognised.

'Wait,' you say, tugging on Montparnasse's sleeve. 'Is that... Gritty?'

'What? Oh, yeah. Guess you saw the memes, huh?'

You nod quickly. Ever since seeing tumblr posts about the hideous orange mascot, the thought of his dizzying eyes had stayed with you. You hadn't even realised it was a hockey thing. You can never tell Monty, but there's something sexually thrilling about Gritty, in an appalling way.

Now, you find your eyes following him. Is it your imagination, or is there something familiar about his frame? It's hard to tell under all the orange fluff, but his lumbering gait is oddly recognisable.

It's difficult to pay attention to the game after that. Monty is telling you about how power plays work, but your eyes keep seeking out Gritty wherever he is.

As soon as the first intermission begins, you know what you have to do. Mumbling something about going to the bathroom, you leave Montparnasse next to Eponine and Enjolras (who are snogging vigorously) and head at top speed to where you last saw the mascot.

It doesn't take long to find him. You see the back of his head over the crowd and your heart speeds up. Weaving through the other fans, you break through to the front and find yourself face to face with Gritty.

'Hey,' you say. For one long, horrible moment, he just stares at you, impassive and unblinking. Maybe you got it wrong? It could be some random guy in there, who has no idea who you are or why you sought him out.

'Y/N..?' Gritty says, softer than any such abomination should sound.

Your heart somersaults. It is him!

'We need to talk,' you say, oblivious to the confused fans surrounding the two of you. Gritty nods quickly and, taking your hand, leads you through a series of doors until you're safely enclosed in a store cupboard. Only then does he remove his head, hands trembling, and reveal his face.

'I thought I'd lost you,' you say, tracing one hand along his jaw.

'I'm sorry I left,' Valjean whispers. 'It was all so complicated. But you deserve better.'

'I can't believe you're here. Have you always been Gritty?'

He nods. 'It was a chance for a fresh start. I had to take it, Y/N. God, it's so good to see you.'

Leaning in, he kisses you passionately. It sends electricity through your entire body. You haven't felt like that in so long.

'I...' suddenly, you remember Montparnasse, dutifully waiting for you.

'What?' Valjean tenses, and then reads your mind, just like old times. 'You have a boyfriend?'

Shamefully, you nod. 'I know I should go back to him.'

'Do you want to?'

You shake your head. 'I want... I want you.'

A sudden, devilish smirk plays its way across Valjean's face. 'That can be arranged.'

He reaches to unzip his costume, but you stop him.

'Oh, no,' you say. 'Gritty costume says on during sex.'

[diyunho]

The Joker x Reader - “6 Feet”

With the scary events unfolding lately all over the world, Gotham is under lockdown also. The Joker and his girlfriend are self-quarantining at the Penthouse: needless to say entertaining him it’s no easy chore but thankfully Y/N can handle any type of situation. Probably…

Batsy

You almost drop your coffee mug when you see The Joker dangling outside the railing from the second floor of The Penthouse.

“What are you doing, J??!!!”

“Pumpkin, wanna bet I can land on the couch from here?” he flares one arm in the air.

“It’s too far off, you’ll never make it!” you mentally calculate the trajectory.

“Pfft, bullshit! If Batsy can do crap like this, so can I!”

“You don’t have the gear and training, J!”

“Gear??!! Training??!! I don’t need that; I’m not a wimp!”

“Fine, go ahead and break your neck!” Y/N gives up on the already lost cause. “How much are we betting?”

“50,000 dollars.”

“You got yourself a deal Mister Joker,” you take a sip of coffee, annoyed his desire for chaos is already surging to unspeakable heights after being trapped inside for the last 3 weeks.

The King of Gotham flexes his knees a few times for equilibrium and… here he goes: barely misses the couch, one leg gets caught on the night stand and BAM! Lands on the floor with a loud thud.

“Uugghhhh,” he groans in pain flat on his back. “Y/N… I think I fractured my limbs.”

You slowly approach and ignore his complains, pointing out the truth:

“You owe me 50,000 dollars. And if you fractured your bones, I’m going to strangle you on the spot because there is no way I’m taking care of a stubborn patient!”

The Joker makes an extra effort to react at your ultimatum:

“Excellent news, Princess. I can move my toes!”

You roll your eyes and extend one of your arms to help him up. 

“Lucky indeed, J. Are you doing this for attention?”

“Gotta keep the flame going, Pumpkin,” The Clown whizzes up a storm, trying to catch his breath following the glorious bungee jumping without a rope.

Baldy

Supposedly J is in convalescence, thus he wanted a haircut. You are both watching TV in the living room, your boyfriend sitting on a chair while you shape the locks behind him.

You start laughing at the funny movie so your hand slips: the trimmer shaves a patch of The Joker’s fabulous green hair, leaving him with a beautiful quarter sized bald spot.

Oh, shit!

He has no idea his perfect groomed style it’s butchered; better to ride this crazy train until he notices. You comb what you can from the longer strands on top of the mess you created, lying without blinking at his question:

“How did it turn out?”

“Impeccable, baby! My flair and precision regarding detail is through the roof,” you boast full of confidence.

The Heinlein Maneuver  

You’re tossing bullets at J, attempting to make them land in his mouth.

“Wow, you’re getting pretty good at this!” Y/N praises and he suddenly chokes. “Oh my God!” you panic. “Spit it out! Spit it out!”

You run behind him and start The Heinlein Maneuver which you had to learn in order to repeatedly save The Joker as a result of this being one the couple’s favorite games to play.

One, two, three… Pfuuu, there it goes: the bullet flies out of him!

The King is taking a few moments to recover whilst you impatiently want to find out what he saw this time: whenever he has these near death experiences he sees weird stuff.

“What was it this time?” you curiously inquire.

“I saw Batsy naked,” he exhales full of spite. “That asshole is totally invading my privacy!”

“Naked?” your entitled smirk makes him lose it. “Was he circumcised?”

“Excuse me??!!”

“A girl can be curious,” Y/N defends her inquiry.

“Listen here, woman! The dilemma you should be quizzing me about is if I saw his face so we can identify him!”

“Well, did you?”

“Nope.”

“Then it’s irrelevant.”

“I nearly died Princess! All I need right now is mindless fornication to aid with my rehabilitation,” the strategist in J blurs out.

“You did this to get laid?”

“Gotta keep the flame going, Pumpkin!”

6 Feet

You sneezed twice in a row and The Joker has suspiciously watched you like a hawk since.

“Do you feel sick, Pumpkin?...”

“No, it’s my allergies,” you blow your nose in a tissue and cough due to a scratchy throat.

“Are you sure?...”

“Yes, you know I get like this at spring time.”

“Hm…” J huffs. “I don’t think we should risk infection, I’m too important for this town. I say you take the south part of The Penthouse and I’ll reside in the west. Don’t come any closer, stay at least 6 feet apart just like the regulations stipulate. You can move in the room across from the master bedroom.”

“Huh?!” the baffled Y/N pretends she didn’t comprehend the words. “I have allergies, J!!! ALLERGIES!!!!”

“6 feet Pumpkin! Don’t make me repeat myself!!”  

Booty Call

You got mad and moved into the other bedroom; I guess The King wants to be safe from your allergies because that’s what you have and nothing more. Does he ever listen to reason? Nah, that would be a first.

You’re reading a book when your cell phone goes off: an invitation to chat from your man.  Across the hallway…Yup…

“Pumpkin!” his face pops on the screen. “I wanna have phone sex!!!!”

“No,” you immediately cut him off, annoyed.

“What do you mean no?! I’m about to blow a gasket over here!!!!!!!!!”

“I don’t care what happens to your gasket Mister Joker, as long as you keep it 6 feet away from me!!” and you hang up.

“How dare you, Princess?!” he shouts at your defiance. “I’ll open an account on PinchMyButt and I’ll pick another partner to tend to my overloaded system!”

“Be my guest!” you snort at his rudeness since you can actually hear him to start with.

PinchMyButt.com

One of the most popular online dating/hook up websites. Period.

The Joker uploaded his profile one hour ago and instead of being flocked with pinches like he thought, there’s no activity besides users flagging the account for “inappropriate content”. Members reckon it’s distasteful to have someone pretending to be The Clown Prince of Crime searching for a match; they have no clue it’s genuine.

Another hour passes by… zero pinches.

J is getting pissed.

30 more minutes… Ding! The app announces.

“Ha!” he triumphantly yells. “Somebody pinched my butt, Pumpkin! Oh, she said I have nice nipples and a cute bald spot! I don’t have a bald spot! Who is this?!” he investigates the blog name: iHaveAllergies69.

Rings a bell: you kept on telling him this plus his girl preferred sex position…

“Pumpkin, is that you?!” The Joker shrieks.

“Yeah!” you admit from the other bedroom. “I felt sorry for you!”

“I don’t want your pity! Unpinch me! Wait, my account just got suspended: due to a large number of objections, you’re account has been terminated. What the hell?! What am I supposed to do now, Princess?“

“Dunno, you’re the one that wanted us to be apart and it’s an excellent rule! I’m enjoying my isolation; you should do the same.”

“How can you enjoy confinement?”

“I’m having fun!”

“Without me?! Impossible! I put the fun in dysfunctional!”

Boinky

The elevator’s doors slide and Frost strolls inside carrying a box.

“Not a step further!” J mumbles taking the safely off his pistol.

He misses threatening people thus when the guys bring food and supplies to The Penthouse he tries to shoot them.

“What’s in there?” he gestures towards the cardboard container.

“Not sure, sir. Y/N ordered it online.”

“Open it!” the stern order leaves no room for hesitation.

Jonny rips the scotch tape and removes the pink, fluffy toy.

“What the heck is this?!” The Joker frowns at its shape.

Frost analyzes the plush item and it clicks.

“Boss, I think it’s a…”

“PUMPKIN!!!!” The Clown interrupts.  “Why does this atrocity resemble my crown jewelry???!!” he screams you as you show up in the living room.

A super excited squeal:

“Boinky arrived!!!” and Y/N rushes to get her package. “Toss it! Toss it!!” you wave your arms and Jonny does as required. “I need something to cuddle with since you kicked me to the curve,” you finally address him.

“And you couldn’t find a teddy bear?!”

Flame

The Joker barges in your bedroom while spraying around with disinfectant mist:

“Pumpkin, this is the biggest emergency Gotham has ever faced!!!!” he frantically takes his clothes off and you jump because you just fell asleep 5 minutes ago.

“What is it?” you snuggle with your fuzzy trinket.

“Goddamn Boinky!” your boyfriend snatches the toy and flings it out the opened window.

“What are you doing?!”

“I’m about to explode, woman! That’s what!!! My online dating was abruptly halted by unforeseen factors so I have no choice,” he viciously starts yanking at you tank top. “I either risk contamination or I blow a gasket and that means kaput!”

“I have allergies,” you frown and J tugs at your shorts in a hurry, irritated.

“Exposing myself like this!” he continues bickering and Y/N can’t help it:

“Just like Batsy did?”

The King gasps, appalled you twisted his near death experience vision in such a hasty manner.

“Unacceptable!” he pulls you under him and your eerie grin prompts doubt: “Hold on! Did you purchase Boinky to intrigue me and made sure I can’t blow my gasket anywhere else with the sole purpose of having me crawl back to you?!”

Y/N innocently kisses the tip of his nose, whispering:

“Gotta keep the flame going, baby.”

 Also read: MASTERLIST

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1/4) This is kind of a mini add-on idea to your Dangerous Forest Excursion story, but you know those really perfect summer mornings, when the temperature is just right and it just smells like summer and warm weather and everything beautiful? What if Bill and Tiger take a quick weekend getaway back to that cottage/forest, and one morning, Tiger wakes up at sunrise - because little nature baby is one with the universe and Mama Nature is just calling to her - and she just has this ...

Anonymous said: (2/4) ... uncontrollable need to go for a walk like she has to, she has no choice its just aching in her soul, but Bill, man. Bill is fast asleep and its the kind of sleep the overworked big guy needs so she absolutely refuses to wake him. So instead, she rummages through some of the drawers in the cottage and finds what she's looking for. A map and a compass. She locates where they are on the map and notices there's a lake not too far from where they're staying ...

(3/4) ... so she maps out her route, figures out how to use the compass and, most importantly, leaves a note for Bill. Tells Bill she has a map and a compass, that she's staying on the path to the lake and that her phone has its location turned on. She has a backpack full of snacks and water and a first aid kit and that she wants him to meet her there once he's awake ...

(4/4) ... and maybe bring some coffee lol and listen I love this idea but you know Bill and Tiger better than anyone, I wouldn't want him to be mad at her, but I just love the idea of Tiger learning from that first time and wanting to show Bill that she can be independent and still hear and respect and understand his worries from that first adventure loud and clear .. I hope this isn't silly

Oh baby, you know what this is?

GROWTH.

Alright so look, the Dangerous Forest Excursion Part One and Part Two, right? Bill nearly had a heart attack, and tiger understands a little better now. She understands what she means to him, understands that he worries more than she wants him to, but also understands that he can’t stop. It’s in his nature. And Bill also understands a little better now that he can smother her when she wants to be smothered, but sometimes he needs to be okay with her independence, and he needs to remember that it’s one of the things he loves so much about her.

But the smol one, you’re right--she’s had such a great few days, immersed in the forest with her Tarzan, cooking and eating and drinking too much and doing things they could never do at home like have sex on the front porch. Just right there on the front porch, no blankets to hide anything, no one else in sight, and it’s simultaneously animalistic but also soft and tantric.

And tiger always gets like this when she’s in nature for a few days, there’s just such a restlessness to her but it’s a calm restlessness, if that makes sense. She needs out of the cabin and into the lake, she needs to feel the water, listen to the birds as dawn breaks. She just can't resist it. So with Bill snoring beside her, she eases out of his octopus embrace. She grabs her map, draws her route on it, takes a picture of it and texts it to Bill. She gets her compass--the lake is North, Bill repeated that about 800 times yesterday on their hike to it, just to embed it into her thick skull. She grabs some basic first aid, a lot of water. A whistle, just in case. She leaves a note--and I think it’s kind of adorable if she like, pins the note to him? Come on now, how cute. Or he’s probably shirtless because he’s all about that skin contact, so maybe she writes it on a sticky note and just sticks it to his chest as he grumbles.

And most importantly, she takes his phone, and activates the location services. She syncs it with hers, and bam--he can now track exactly where she is. She leaves him clear instructions--come find me when you wake up, and bring coffee.

And off she goes. And she’s smart this time. I think tiger’s self-preservation skills are questionable at best, but if she knows that BILL is worried, then she’s a lot more careful. She stops and checks her map every so often. She checks her phone, making sure that it’s sending him accurate coordinates of where she is. And when she starts to see a few more blueberry bushes, starts to see some of the wild raspberries, she knows she’s close. Up a bit more of a hill, around some rocks, through the trees and there it is--a beautiful, pristine lake. It shines like glass this early in the morning, and it’s exactly what she needed. She sets out a blanket on the grass, takes in a deep breath, and just stares at it.

Her phone dings awhile later--later than she thought it would. A short text form him saying good morning, asking if she’s okay. She smiles, snaps a selfie by the lake, writes a notoriously grumpy text back demanding her coffee.

Her phone pings a few seconds later, the location services, and a moving dot--he’s on his way to her.

His long legs and his freakish sense of orientation, his innate ability to navigate his way through any forest meant that what took her an hour seems to be taking him about 30 minutes. The dot is approaching, and she decides to have some fun.

Shimmying out of her top, she leaves it there on the blanket and goes to hide behind some trees as she hears footsteps rustling.

“Tiger?”

She watches him, sees him walk over to the blanket and pick up her shirt, scanning the lake. She shimmies out of her pants, hanging them loosely onto a tree branch before she dives for another hiding spot.

And then she blows her whistle lightly--two sharp, teasing whistles.

Bill’s head snaps to her general location, and then he spots it--her pants. He walks over to them, and she can see the wry smile on his face.

“What game are you playing, kid,” he calls out, “Because it’s a dangerous one to play with me.”

But look, we know Bill has himself a wee bit of a resistance kink yes? A bit of a predatory one. And knowingly that tiger is getting increasingly more naked, knowing that she’s purposely hiding from him and making him work for it--oh man, Bill is a fucking lion, and she’s his prey. He snatches her pants from the branch and waits. His ears twitch, his eyes flit and scan his surroundings. A rustle to his left and his head snaps that way--but then he hears it, from the opposite direction--two sharp whistles. Whipping around, he sees it--her bra, hanging from another tree a few feet in front of him, still swaying in movement.

“I swear to god kid,” he growls, “This is one you won’t win.”

He snatches it, turning in circles and trying to hear over the sound of his blood pumping.

Two sharp whistles, from behind him this time--her panties, on a tree stump not even two feet behind him.

“Fuck,” he yells--but then there’s the sound of feet running, and he turns just in time to see tiger cannonball naked into the lake.

“You lose, big guy,” she calls when she surfaces again--but the poor girl, she should have known better. Because she no sooner jumped off the dock, and Bill was already tearing his clothes off and chasing her. By the time her head surfaced, she caught his menacing look right before he dove in like a torpedo, headed straight for her.

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The Pining Club

Ship: Vanohm/Ohmnoss

Warnings: mentions of alcohol/drinking, mentions of sex/sexual content

Words: 4,630

Summary: Evan knew having feelings for Jonathon wasn’t ideal. It was worst when Jonathon had feelings for someone else. In the midst of heartbreak, Evan decided he didn’t want to be alone that night. And when he meets a green-eyed stranger at the club, he realizes loneliness is a wild thing.

A/N: Did you know that Vanohm is a pretty neat ship? Well, now you do! Fun fact: this story is based on the song Dancing with a stranger by Sam Smith and Normani. I was obsessed with that song for a month and listened to it repeatedly while writing this. Thank you for reading! I appreciate all reblog/likes/comments! Have a nice day, yo.

Maybe this is how it was supposed to be. But that doesn’t mean it hurt any less. The hurt was bitter because Evan knew Jonathan wasn’t his. But each fucking time he set himself up and fell for him. Fell for his striking blue eyes. For his chaotic dumb laugh. Fell for the caring look he gave him on a bad day or the excitement in his pupils on a good one. Evan knew he was an idiot and that falling for his close friend was not a good idea. But a little whisper inside him just hoped that maybe one day he didn’t have to swallow his feelings for Jonathon. That maybe he’ll fall for him too…

But, fuck, maybe this is how it’s meant be.

Evan shook his head, fighting the tears he already spilled out for the past couple nights. Anger, regret and pain were still raw in his veins, but he was done sitting in the dark of his room. Evan can’t handle his feelings for Jon, he can’t handle that he can’t have him but when Jon spends their nights talking about the “certain special girl” that has stolen his heart, Evan couldn’t help but have his jealousy go overboard and have true loneliness set in. Evan didn’t want to be alone tonight, not with Jon on his mind. He wanted to forget.

And that’s why he’s here now in a nice button up and black bomber jacket, wearing the jeans that hug him just right. He’s leaning on the bar, staring through the flashing lights of the night club and feeling the music vibrate in his chest. He’s not quite sure how many drinks he’s had already, buying some of his own and having a couple more bought for him in exchange for a dance or two. But it’s enough that Evan is feeling pleasantly warm, adventurous, and the drink he was sipping just didn’t taste like alcohol anymore. Soon, he was on the dance floor again, swaying his hips in time with the music. It was at that moment, a green-eyed stranger caught his eye.

The first thing Evan notices was that it was morning. The birds chirping outside was proof. The second thing he noticed was the slight headache he had and that his body ached all over. And, finally, the third thing he noticed was that he wasn’t in his bed, nor his room, and he was completely naked. Panic started to set in as he tried to remember the events on how he got here. His memories were blurry with alcohol but he recalls spending most of his night with one specific stranger. The green-eyed stranger. The one with the thin scarf and tight, grey V-neck. The one he had his hands all over as they grinded hips to the beat and found their rhythm with no breathing space in between. He remembers curling around the stranger’s neck, lips brushing his collarbone until his face was being pulled up and the stranger asked for a kiss. Evan agreed, nodding before their lips met, in soft presses at first until it got out of control and they were practically making out in the middle of the dance floor. Evan followed him home, their lips attached as the guy dragged him to his bedroom with his fingers around his belt loops until he had no jeans at all. It was a feverish act, sweat and limbs, skin on skin, moans hitting the walls. The last thing he remembers was being tucked in as sleep washed over him.

Evan looked around, realizing there was no one in the room but him, the side of the bed was empty and cold. He didn’t find his clothes on the floor, instead they were folded neatly on an office chair with a note detailing where the bathroom was and that he can use whatever products he needed. Evan changed quickly, rinsing his face with cold water to feel more alert. He decided to gargle his mouth with mouthwash and comb his hair to waste time. He wasn’t sure what to do. Should he try to find the guy he slept with? Should he try to leave quietly? After pacing the bathroom a couple times, he concluded that he didn’t want to be rude. He didn’t want to be that guy. Besides, someone that folds their hook-up’s clothes afterwards couldn’t be that bad, right?

“Oh, you’re awake. Hey, there.” Evan heard when walking into what he assumed to be the dining room. The voice sounded tired but was as velvety as he remembers. It came from the kitchen, eventually making its way to Evan. “Did you find everything okay?”

“Y-yeah, I did. Thanks for everything…Ryan, right?” Ryan nodded. Evan noticed he was wearing glasses this time and a long green robe. Evan inwardly smiled at the fuzzy, bunny slippers on his feet.

“And if I remember, your name is Evan?” Evan rubbed the back of his neck and nodded back.

 “Yeah, that’s me. Good morning, I guess?”

“Well, it’s technically the afternoon but, yeah, good morning.” Ryan chuckled and pointed to the table. “There’s uhh Tylenol and water there if you need any…are you hungry, by the way? I made breakfast…or lunch? I wasn’t sure how you liked your eggs so I just scrambled it. Unless you’re vegan or something! I have oatmeal then if that’s fine? I also brewed some coffee. I personally like mine very sweet but I didn’t want to touch yours if that’s not how you like it. I also have black tea if that’s more your style and, and I’m sorry I’m rambling.” By this time Evan was already seated on the table, gulping down his glass of water and two pills. He smiled politely at his host.

“Scrambled eggs are fine, Ryan. And just make my coffee just like yours, I’m really not that picky. But thanks again, you really know how to make a man comfortable.” Evan softly laughed followed by Ryan’s own little giggle.

“Good hospitality happens to be my forte.” He says before going into the kitchen and coming back with a plate of eggs and a steaming mug. Evan didn’t realize how hungry he was until he put a spoonful of eggs in his mouth. They ate in silence, utensils scratching plates and occasional sips filled the air.

“I’m sorry if this is weird or awkward…or if I seem nervous. I don’t usually do this kind of thing. This picking-up-guys-at-the-club thing.” Ryan said sheepishly. Evan hummed. He understood. It’s not like he partook in the activity often himself.

“So, what was the difference this time?” He saw Ryan furrow his eyebrows at the question. It was clear he was debating something in his head and Evan was afraid he hit something personal.

“I, I mean you don’t have to tell me. I was just wondering…”

“No, no Evan, you’re fine. You’re in my house and I kinda brought you here so I think it’s fair that I’m real with you.” Ryan averted his gaze, choosing to look at his plate instead. “I was…I was trying to get over my crush. His name is Luke and he’s a good friend of mine. But he’s getting married at the end of the year so my chances are nonexistent. And you know what they say: to get over someone you have to get under someone else.” Ryan laughed again but it was empty. It was filled with the pain he knew too well. And maybe that’s why Evan laughed too. It was as hollow as his. What are the odds he found someone like him.

“Now, I know it’s sad but you don’t have to laugh and be so rude Ev—”

“Jonathon.”

“What?”

Evan poked at his eggs. “His name is Jonathon. The guy I’m trying to get over. He recently started dating this girl and I was so heartbroken that I needed to go out and do something. I really didn’t want to be alone last night…” There was a moment of silence until Ryan lifted his mug towards him.

“Well, welcome to the club, Evan.” He said bitterly. They clanked mugs in unison.

 The next time Evan sees Ryan is about a week later. It’s by this time that they’ve exchanged numbers and texted casually. It seems seeing someone naked and then exposing theirs and your own emotional turmoil over breakfast makes you automatic friends. It’s a good thing Evan gets along with Ryan so well.

“Have you—have you not seen a single Marvel movie, dude?” Evan chuckles, his hands flat on the table in disbelief. Ryan rolls his eyes, blowing at his spoon before taking a sip of his clam chowder. They were sitting in a booth in a nice local café they both knew that was near the club they met in. It was a decently popular café, a nice flow of traffic moving around the two men.

“Of course, I have! Just not—"

“—ones made in the last decade?”  Evan teases pointing a french fry towards his direction. Ryan waves his hand, dismissing Evan’s words.

“Details, details. Hey, I review video games, not movies. I don’t have to watch all of them.”

“Oh? Is that like your job or something?” Evan asks, realizing he actually didn’t know what Ryan does for a living and the question piqued his interest.

“Yeah, it kinda is. I’m umm an editor and columnist for this online magazine that talks about video games. I have a segment on there where I review and give my first impression on certain video games…kinda geeky, huh?” Ryan laughs but keeps a nervous hand on the back of his neck.

Evan nods. “Yeah, that’s totally geeky. You’re only lucky that I’m fucking geeky too.” Ryan raises an interested eyebrow before Evan continues, “I do the same thing. Well, not the reviewing and writing part but I do work with video games. I’m a sound engineer. I’m that one guy that makes all the sound bits that go “bam!” or “wapow!” and shit. But I mostly love working on music tracks that go into the background…” Evan looks at Ryan to find him beaming, his hands slowly going to his cheeks

“Oh Evan! That’s like one of my favorite parts! I enjoy reviewing the best and the worst gaming soundtracks. Which “boom” is a good “boom.” Oh c’mon, man, you gotta tell me what games you’ve worked on. I gotta know if I reviewed any of your stuff…” Evan throws his last fry at Ryan, earning a squawk from him.

“I ain’t fucking tellin’ you anything.” He laughs before picking up the check and paying for both of them despite Ryan’s protests.

 Their friendship is normal most of the time. They hang out and get coffee together. They’ve exchanged gamer tags and rave about upcoming titles. Ryan makes fun of Evan’s PC set-up. Evan makes fun of his Spotify playlist. Evan especially likes the days when he visits Ryan’s place and gets to play with his new puppy, Tiny, on his living room floor. And Ryan swears, if he gets another meme at three in the fucking morning from Evan, he will break into his house just to throw his phone out the window. It was a nice and chill friendship, like most of the friendships Evan has had. It was normal most of the time.

The lonely nights, however, the lonely nights is where it gets interesting, Evan thinks. Sometimes, there’s tears. Like that one time Ryan knocks on Evan’s door near evening with blood-shot eyes and tear-stained cheeks when Luke’s Groomsmen duties were taking a toll on him. Or that other time when Evan called Ryan in the middle of the night, sobbing about how loving Jonathon’s eyes get when he talks about her and how that will never be directed at him. Or a time more recent when they both couldn’t handle their broken hearts as they sat in Evan’s living room, silently passing a bottle of whiskey, drinking it straight, until there was nothing left. They were the pining hearts club; the club known for making bad decisions. It was nights like these that happen way more often than they liked to admit. And it was these nights that almost always end with Evan straddling Ryan’s lap on whoever’s couch it ends up being. Hips grinding against each other, tongues down each others throat, and the wild need of acceptance. Because if Evan can’t fill himself with Jonathon then he’ll fill himself with Ryan instead. And Ryan knew; Ryan knows what Evan was doing, as he bites the soft spot on Evan’s neck, because somewhere in Ryan’s mind, he was doing the same exact thing. It was a mutual deal to them. A mutual understanding of loneliness in companionship that they transcribed that first night. To make the other gasp their name instead of the name they would’ve been gasping if left alone with their hand and their own devices. To make the other feel a brief sense of sexual pleasure over the heartache. It was enough for them for that night…but Evan couldn’t help but feel a tad pathetic.

“Yeah, it kinda is, huh?” Ryan mumbles into Evan’s untidy hair. Tonight ended in Evan’s bed, Evan curled into Ryan’s bare chest while Ryan’s fingers drummed on Evan’s hips. They cuddled under the covers, legs entangled with the other, something they started to do after their more intimate activities. Evan was a talker after sex and had a tendency to voice his latest thoughts during this time, which he was glad Ryan entertained.

“Wow, thanks for the reassurance Ryan.” Evan half-teases, hearing a low giggle coming from Ryan’s throat above him.

“I’m just being honest, Evan. You’re kinda pathetic but that makes me kinda pathetic too. But…I don’t know? This might sound really, really wrong but I’d rather be kinda pathetic together with you than being pathetic alone.”

Evan hums, agreeing to the statement. He doesn’t know what that says about both of them but he admits it: he’d much rather have good sex, good conversations, and good company over crying alone in his room. They start talking about their day and random occurrences in their life. And when Ryan’s breath starts slowing and he can tell he’s asleep, Evan couldn’t help but agree more with the statement.

 “You talk about Ryan way too much sometimes, dude.” Jonathon teases, knocking Evan’s controller out of his hands and into his lap.

“I do?” Evan tilts his head, questioning. They were both at Evan’s house sitting on his living room couch. It was a common thing they did: Jonathon coming over to Evan’s house with whatever snacks tickled their fancy. Sodas were opened and chips were littered across the coffee table while they were in the middle of a Far Cry run…until Jonathon joked about Ryan. Evan blinked, he didn’t even realize he was talking about Ryan.

“Uhh yeah, bitch.” Jonathon rolls his eyes like it’s obvious. “I’ve barely met the guy a-and I think I know way too much about him because of you.” He snickers and starts counting off on his fingers “Like his favorite color is lime green, and his favorite coffee creamer is French vanilla, he uses women shampoo instead of men’s, he has a whole drawer full of sticky notes, he has an irrational fear of Ferris wheels and now that he is a total boss at Dead by Daylight? Like? We aren’t even playing that game, Evan.” Delirious starts to laugh, bumping his shoulder against his as Evan’s cheeks start to burn.

“I’m sorry, Jon. I guess, I do? I can stop if you want.” Jonathon shakes his head.

“No, it-it’s fine. I just like pointing stuff out is all. He seems like a nice guy and like…” suddenly he takes a deep sigh, putting his own controller on his lap. Jonathon gives him a soft smile and places his hand on Evan’s shoulder. “Look, I know, I know I’ve been busy with Rachel and my brother’s wedding and all that stuff, plus adult friendships just fucking suck anyways, so we haven’t been hanging out as much. So, I’m kinda…happy? I’m happy you have Ryan. He makes you happy.”

“Yeah, I’m glad I met him too.” Evan admits. He’s surprised by the feeling in his stomach, and the warmth in his chest and the truth to his words. But before he can process it, Jonathon is screeching about a bear in-game. Evan shakes his head and throws a grenade to save his ass.

That evening, Evan called Ryan. He asked him what he knew about Jonathon. And when Ryan couldn’t come up with as specific of information as Jon did, he didn’t know what to think of it.

 Evan was nervous. He was so nervous that he couldn’t button the last couple buttons on his shirt and instead twirled them around his fingers. Evan looked good, dressed casually but nice enough to make a good impression. He was due to meet Jonathon in half an hour where they were going to grab some lunch and possibly an arcade afterwards. But Jonathon wasn’t the problem. The problem was that he was going to meet—

“Hey, do you need help in there?” Ryan entered his bathroom. Evan nodded, his heart beating too hard to do anything else. Ryan looped in his buttons before pausing and decided to straighten out his collar as well. Evan let go of the breath he was holding.

“Thanks so much Ryan for coming. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I went alone and third wheeled with them.”

“No problem. Anything for a homie.” Even if Evan was use to the strange things his friend said, didn’t mean it disgusted him any less.

“Okay, can we agree that you never say that ever again?”

“You can’t silence me, man. I will make no such promises.” Ryan stuck his tongue out but then quickly fell serious after seeing Evan’s face. “Do you really have to meet her? You look like you’re about to pass out.”

“Yes, I really do. He’s one of my best friends and it was going to happen eventually. Besides, I can’t really give him a reason not to meet her.” He really didn’t, without outing himself that is.

“Well, just let me know if you wanna dip out. I’ll just make it my fault, say I feel sick or something and need a ride home from you.”

“Bet?”

“Evan, I’m serious.”

“I know, I know. I just…” Evan sighed, trying to relax. “I’ll keep it in mind. Thanks…homie.”

“Okay, I agree. Let’s never say that again.” Ryan, however, said it ten minutes later.

He can’t hate her. He really can’t. She’s sweet and nice and overall an easy person to talk to. She’s wonderful, emitting an energy that draws you in and Evan can see him being friends with her. He can’t deny the chemistry they have, the electricity in the air. He knows she’ll take good care of Jonathon.

Evan stares from afar, the couple playing a game of skeeball. They’re enjoying themselves, throwing their balls into each others lane until one of them is somehow missing a ball and they don’t know how. Evan smiles at the scene, watching the two searching every inch of the contraption. He felt a hand catch his shoulder, a thumb rubbing it in circles.

“Hey, you okay?” Ryan asked. He must’ve seen him staring. Evan knew it would hurt looking at them but he was surprised that it didn’t hurt as bad. It wasn’t like the night where he had to numb himself with drinks. This hurt was…manageable.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.” He swiped his fingertips across Ryan’s knuckles reassuringly. He really was fine.

 “I’m an idiot Ryan. A huge idiot.”

“Yes, you are.”

“I totally forgot.”

“Yes, you did.”

“And now I need a suit.”

“And that’s why we’re here, Evan.” They were at the mall, searching the countless racks for an appropriate suit. They bickered between the aisles.

“For the fucking record, Jon never called him Luke. He always says, ‘my brother Cartoonz.’ It’s like a childhood nickname or something. How would I have known it was the same Luke?”

“Common sense. You were invited to a wedding on the same day as the wedding I had to go to, after all.”

“I said I forgot! If Jon and Rachel didn’t remind me, I probably would’ve missed it.” Ryan just tsked at him.

“Evan, for someone as smart as you, you’re pretty damn clueless sometimes.”

“Aww you’re calling me smart?”

“I’m also calling you clueless. Here, this is your size, put this on.” He was handed a hanger and pushed into the changing room. He looked at the contents in his hands and frowned. Man, he forgot how many stupid parts was in a suit. He looked at the mirror after putting it on, twirling and stretching to test it’s comfort. He noted some places that needed adjustments but overall it fit well. Evan opened the door with the suit still on. Ryan probably wanted to see it.

“How does it look?” Evan struck a pose, putting his hands inside his pant pockets. He felt Ryan’s stare but no response. Ryan visibly swallows. Then clears his throat. Then swallows again.

“It, it looks good Evan. Really good. You…should get that one. Yeah.” Evan has never felt the air turn so heavy so quickly before. But the way Ryan’s eyes scanned him caused something to stir in his stomach. He knew what lust looked like on Ryan, how sexual desire appeared on his face. This…was not it.

“Th-thanks. I’m gonna uhh change out now.” He rushed back in, spending a couple more minutes to hush the stirring in his stomach. Ryan wasn’t in the waiting room this time when he walked out. He found him an aisle over, busying himself with a rack of ties. Evan stood next to him, picking out a purple one he thinks would look good. He was glad the air felt clearer than before.

“I can’t believe it’s almost the day…” Ryan whispered more to himself than Evan. It really was the end of the year, huh?

“I’ll be there, Ryan. Remember that. I mean, I have to be there now anyways but if I didn’t I would’ve came if you wanted me too. I’m not letting you go though this alone. So…call? If you need me? We’ll crash another wedding at the venue.” Evan picked out a green tie and put it around Ryan’s neck. It really brought out his eyes.

“No, Evan we aren’t…we are not going to…thanks.” Ryan decided to say instead. “I want you there so it’s okay. It’s just…how does this work? Am I your plus one or are you mine? Do we just both go as singles? What do I write down?”

“Simple. You’re my bitch.”

“Asshole.” Ryan huffed before taking the tie off his neck and walked to the cashier.

 Evan watched the two of them dance in the middle of the dance floor. There were more couples around them dancing to the same steady song but his focus was solely on the pair. They laughed and when one of them dipped the other, Evan’s grip on his glass tightened. He needed more control but this was too familiar. He was anxious. What if someone got hurt again.

“Whoa Evan! Please, please don’t kill the groom! He just…he just got married.”

“What?” Jonathon appeared in his vision, holding his own glass. Rachel was behind him, giving Evan a quick hug before turning to talk to Jonathon’s mom.

“You should see yourself, dude. You have this, this scary look on your face like you’re gonna stab a bitch or something. I know you have a giant crush on Ryan but don’t kill my brother! Imagine the betrayal!”

“N-no, it’s not like that. I-you don’t understand. I’m just-I don’t have a crush on Ryan I-“ have a crush on you. He wanted to finish in his head. But for some reason it didn’t settle right in his chest. It hasn’t settled right for awhile now, he noticed. When he thought about Jonathon, it wasn’t the scorching blaze lapping at his chest like it was before. It was more like a soft heat, a faded one. Like a forgotten campfire that was dying from the lack of kindle.

“Hey Jonathon, do you mind if I borrow Evan for a little bit?”

“Take the mess away.” Jonathon snickers while taking the glass away from Evan and skittering away to entertain other guests. Ryan now stood in front of Evan alone. Maybe it was the playful smirk that he could never swipe off his face or the suit that fit his body too well. Or his hair that swept to the side. Or maybe it was the softness in his eyes, the way they prioritized him, as the ballroom lights danced across its greenness. Ryan extended his hand towards him. It left Evan out of breath and his heart burning…

It was Ryan. It was all Ryan.

Evan grabbed his hand and was brought to the dance floor.

“How are you doing?” Ryan asked, placing a hand on the small of his back and the other on his shoulder.

“No, how are you doing? I saw you and Luke dancing…”

“Were you worried for me?”

“Of course, dumbass.” Evan scrunched his face. How could he not be worried?

“Well, I’ll have you know, I’m perfectly fine. It went well. We just fooled around and talked.” Ryan spun Evan around once before they continued swaying again. “We talked a lot about you actually…”

“M-me? Why?”

“Evan.” They stop and lock gazes. Ryan’s hand slips up the curve of Evan’s cheek.

And suddenly, they’re kissing. The first time they ever kissed in front of people and not the isolation of their homes. There was no desperate need in it, no clawing to feel something. It was intricate and light and tingled from the softness. Evan wanted to press on, get lost in the feeling of Ryan’s lips but they disappeared a moment too soon.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Evan.” Ryan stepped back. Evan was confused and a little disoriented. He was floating and it took some time for his mind to come back to Earth. “I should’ve asked before I did that. I don’t want to force you into anything and I didn’t ask how you define us…I just…I wanted to prove something to myself. I was being selfish. I don’t know when it started. I really don’t. I don’t think it really matters. But when we kiss…it’s you. It’s only you. What…what about you? What do you see?” Old habits really did die hard.

“What do I see? I see two idiots who should really get over themselves and stop this pining thing. Because I see just you, Ryan. I see only you, too.” Evan caught Ryan’s surprise expression that slowly dissolved into a smile. He was smiling too, unable to hide the feeling of bliss off his face.

“Two idiots, huh?”

“Yup.” Ryan moves in again, placing his hands so they cradled Evan’s face.

“You can’t be more romantic, Evan?” Their foreheads start leaning into each other.

“Nope. I can’t be all feely and shit like you.”

“Can you at least try?” Evan hugs Ryan closer.

“Just kiss me breathless again, asshole.” Ryan didn’t need to be asked twice, capturing Evan’s lips between his own. The world muted around them, they were too engulfed in each other to notice anything else. But nothing else mattered at that moment. In their mind, it was only them.

[daisymondays]

if you were to rec someone five of your fics that sum you up what would they be?

Hii, i think I literally got this ask about two months ago at this point and I’m extremely sorry I never actually answered you …. but im here now !!!

The reason this took me so long to answer was because it really made me think about what kind of writer I am, how i’d advertise the kind of things I write, like what about the fics summed me up, but i’m going to try now.

1. Karma’s A Fake Orgasm

There’s another abandoned mug, festering with mould in the living room — Steve offically has the world’s worst roommates. And complains about them. Often. Bucky, tired of his lack of action, decides it’s time to avenge Steve’s sleepless nights and unsanitary conditions once and for all. They’ll pretend to be the world’s most annoying couple: excessive PDA, loud fake sex, and general repugnance. The plan sounds easy enough; it will be strictly platonic. Or will it?

Why: I think this fic sums me up in a fair few ways, but mainly the tone. It’s a fun fic at heart and I just really love making people laugh, i think all the MCU characters have such brilliant comedic potential that for someone like me is just my dream, i truly love getting to write just the very human moments of this fic where they’re joking around as friends. It’s tropey and there’s pining, and really its a self indulgent fic that I really enjoyed writing so yeah I think it sums me up quite well. Also it was meant to be 5k and is ofc now 55k which is the epitome of me and anything I do writing wise

2. Highly (in)Compatible 

Draco’s been shagging The Prat Who Lived on and off for a few months when his soul mark starts to change. Draco’s had to accept a lot of adjustments to his life, but accepting that Harry Potter could be his soulmate is one step too far. It can’t be true? Can it?

Why: at heart this sums me up because I completely made everything more difficult than it needed to be, but no, I guess it’s pretty me as while I will joke about hand waving things way in writing, I do like there to be an explanation, it bugs me when there isn’t, and so I used this fic as a chance to get to the core of how soul mates could exist and why, and how it would work, and the point of soul marks etc etc. I spent half of my childhood always having an irritating why hanging on my tongue so is my but why fic. Also it looks at mental health (ding ding ding) and has a Draco POV voice that is so close to my own speaking voice that I had friends tell me it sounded like me speaking at times so take from that what you will

3. If We Were Honest

Two years ago, Draco and Harry had a whirlwind secret romance that ended in heart-break. Since then Draco’s written a best-selling novel based on their relationship, but with one key difference—the characters get a happily ever after. Now Harry and Draco are reunited for the first time since their break-up, but can they rewrite their own ending?

Why: this fic is my inner angsty mess that I don’t show that often and here it is. I always want to write really feelsy almost poetic stuff but have a tendency to lean more to realistic and humorous character voices, that are more over dramatic in their feelings, but this was me being able to explore that side of the table and trying harder with the language and imagery. Also, a lot of queer pride in here and as i approached my first pride month as a baby bisexual that was important to me, getting happy endings and the difficulty in embracing sexuality sometimes and learning to be comfortable in who you are. Also that sometimes people fuck up (speaking from experience there LOL)

4. A Place of Learning

When Pansy returns to Hogwarts all she wants to do is keep her head down and pass her N.E.W.Ts. However, between drinking games and a new roommate, Pansy is reminded that nothing at Hogwarts is ever simple.

Why: so something that is very important to me in fandom is the fair treatment of female characters especially due to a lot of internalised misogny they’ve been shat on a lot in the past. Also there is such a disportinate amount of w/w to m/m work, and like i’ve written predominantly m/m too but i do like to try and write w/w fics too!! ((I have plans for possible Peggy/Natasha for MCU)) So this fic was me bringing fun tropes aka 8th year, drinking games and roommates to Ginny/Pansy in a hope to encourage people to read it!! its my usual and its got strong banterous friendships, a bit of pining and feels, and i think it sums me up in my just general determination to make sure femslash isn’t totally overlooked

5. Strings Attached

Draco Malfoy’s never been interested in dating, and he’ll be damned if that changes because of Harry Potter in joggers.

Why: this sums me up not so much for the content but again usual, banter and some feels, but for the reasons I wrote it. I wrote it after a conversation with some mates about being a bit tired of a few dynamics we were seeing in HD and I was bored of Drarry at this point and no intention of writing it for the joggers fest then ofc, bam sat down and cracked 15k in three days – and i really like how this fic turned out too – so i think this sums me up in the things i will do to prove a point and just how bloody fast i write sometimes, its ridiculous honestly. But yeah, i think again its a strong me vibe just in it

So here you go Nonnie, 5 fics of mine and some rambling about how i think they best represent me. Really I’m here for banter and feels, and hopefully no damp squibs. Thanks for the ask

[bjro233]

The Life of a Gay Man and His Need To Prove It

#1 The “Gay Gene”

               Although it has only been found in males, a linkage to males and homosexuality has been discovered by Dean Hamer and colleagues. On X chromosomes there is an unidentified gene that these scientists have named Xq28, which they relate directly to homosexuality. It’s a very controversial theory but ultimately purposes so many answers.            

#2 Evidence is Mounting for Homosexual Men

               “In 1993, genetic variations in a region on the X chromosome in men were linked to whether they were heterosexual or homosexual, and in 1995, a region on chromosome 8 was identified.” says Andy Coghlan from thenewscientist.com. This just proves that no, gay men don’t just wake up one morning and say “Hey, I wanna try dick today.”

#3 The Third Gender: Muxes

              In southern Mexico, the Zapotec people recognize a third gender called Muxes. In our culture, they would be known as homosexual people and transgendered people. This just makes me realize that some cultures, although so old, are so ahead of their time, open-minded, and progressive. Another reason to yell @ Donald Trump, don’t build the damn wall.  

  #4 We Are Not Alone

              Listen, science isn’t the only thing that proves this theory. Look at our environment and what isn’t directly affected by or altered by humans. “Homosexual behaviour is a natural biological feature and is common among non-human animals. In at least one species – sheep – individual animals have been known to form lasting preferences for same-sex partners.” says Australias Science Channel. Fun Fact: the oldest living tortoise who was thought to be female but was actually male only mated with males. Thus showing why no babies were being born.

#5 Should We Care About Giving Reason To Being Gay?

                Of course, being gay myself, you’re faced with a lot of harassment, questioning, judgment, and bigotry. Religion really attacks you, and you’re forced to feel like an outcast and forced into a stereotype. So, given the chance and these scientific findings, it can help explain to people who don’t believe/understand. It normalizes sexuality, it lowers being/feeling like a minority. “It adds yet more evidence that sexual orientation is not a ‘lifestyle choice’. But the real significance is that it takes us one step closer to understanding the origins of one of the most fascinating and important features of human beings.” says Dean Hammer from newscientist.com.

#6 Being A Watermelon in A Sea Full of Cacti

                      One word: Grindr. If you’re a gay male, you either gagged or hid your face in shamefulness for using the app. My need to prove myself starts here, it completely drains lives of romance and relationship oriented people. It sends a message that all gay men are they same, they’re horny and only want to bone. “The mental health professionals I spoke to are seeing problematic Grindr use in their clinics. And there is little published guidance on how to help those who are struggling.” says Jack Turban with Vox.com. This app is notorious for only being used to have sex, and it’s showing and obviously causing detrimental effects on gay men.

#7 Breaking Stereotypes One Straight @ A Time

                    Growing up, I only had girlfriends. Instead of playing basketball or throwing a football at recess, after school, in college, etc... I jumped rope. I learned how to french braid, I sang and danced. I yearned for the male on male friendship, or bromance you may say. I never got it because theres a stereotype, “I don’t have a problem with gay guys, but if he hits on me its game over.” Now, I can say once straight cis men give me a shot, they realize the stupidity behind it. I always here, “I’m not gay, but you’re one of the coolest dudes.” which isn’t ideal, but it’s progress.                    

#8 Trouble in the Workplace

                     When I bring up LGBTQ issues to acquaintances, a lot of the times i’m faced with “I don’t think gay people have a lot of issues nowadays”. But we dont, thats why I feel its so important for me to prove myself, my life, and what comes along with it. The facts, the struggles, the ugly truth. “59% said that where they live, they are less likely to be afforded employment opportunities because they are part of the LGBTQ community. One in five stated that they have had difficulty when applying for positions.” says victoryinstitute.net

#9 Let’s Prove Stats Wrong!

               Statistics can be demeaning, not all the time are they helpful or good. Sadly, for the LGBTQ+ community, the stats are disheartening. For example, LGBTQ people are 5X as likely to commit suicide than heterosexual people says thetrevorproject.org. 77% of LGBTQ youth reported are depressed, have anxiety, and/or have feelings of worthlessness says hrc.org. So, to all the heterosexual people out there wondering where their “Straight month” or “Straight parade is”, you have it, 11 months out of the year because you dont have struggles like that.

#10 Trans People are Simply, People.

                  Working with white, privileged, conservative, middle-to-upper class women, i’m forced to hear a lot of what they believe and how they think and what political decision they have recently made. Now and then, obvious and not so obvious transgendered women come into the store to shop and they outwardly treat them different or question the “real gender” of the person. I ask myself why whatever is under their clothes matter so much to them. When I tell them they are a woman, and that’s all they are, they are confused and partly agitated because I didn’t give them the answer they wanted to hear. Saddening fact? In a national study, 40% of transgender adults reported having made a suicide attempt. 92% of these individuals reported having attempted suicide before the age of 25 says thetrevorproject.org. Maybe if we stop making people feel so different, and start working toward progression instead of sticking our nose where it doesnt belong, we could actually get somewhere. Proving myself, to help the Trans community.

#11 “Gay People Can’t Naturally Reproduce”

                          I want a family, I want someone to call my husband. My son or daughter, my family. I need that in my life weather it is “natural” or not. People are so pressed about the natural way of things, but they can’t see that a majority of LGBTQ people who don’t reproduce via a man and a woman, help reduce the amount of foster children.14,000 foster children are being raised by Lesbian/Gay/Bisexual foster parents says Movement Advanced Project. Just because I am a man, married to a man, with our own children doesn’t make us any less capable for raising a family. 

#12 LG(B)TQ+

                Another group of people that are drastically hated on for being themselves. Human beings can’t grasp that someone may actually be more concerned about someones personality rather than their sexual organs. According to 2013 research by the University of Pittsburgh, 15% of people did not categorize bisexuality as a legitimate sexuality, with straight men being three times as likely to think it's "not a thing." People looking at you and just thinking you’re fake or just too horny. It’s pathetic, hence another reason to prove myself, my sexuality, for the other groups in my community.

#13 You Can Be Cured With Some Treatment & Religion - Mackelmore

                     Ever since before me, for a very long time, we were taught that there are conversion treatments, that being gay was a mental disability, a deformity. There were actually shock therapy treatments and conversion camps for LGBTQ+ people, people were killed in the midst of these treatments. But heres, *tap tap* the mutha f*ucking, *tap tap* TEA! American Psychological Association undertook a thorough review of the existing research on the efficacy of conversion therapy and their report noted that there was very little  research on sexual orientation change efforts (SOCEs) and that the "results of scientifically valid research indicate that it is unlikely that individuals will be able to reduce same-sex attractions or increase other-sex sexual attractions through SOCE." says hrc.com. Today there are still states that legalize this method!! Stop this!!

#14 The Importance of PRIDE

                   This isn’t just a time for LGBTQ+ people and allies to strut down the street in cute colorful clothing. This parade we participate in is a lesson, its teaching others about what we’re trying to do. Policies, laws, and other arguments we want and need heard. During the 2000s, battles at local, state, and national levels were being fought for marriage equality. Pride parades were utilized to educate the public, generate support, and encourage lawmakers to vote in favor of LGBT rights says thegayfamilylawmaker.com. We need to educate people on the education pride parades actually do. If it wasn’t for these parades, we wouldn’t have made the progress we have today. 

#15 The Audacity!?

                 My need to prove myself may be... borderline pathetic. HOWEVER, it’s so important and necessary in today’s society. The fact that just in 1982, it was okay to openly discriminate against LGBTQ people. IN 1996, it was BANNED to marry unless it was between a man and a women. Only in 2011 was “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” finally repealed. This may sound like good news... but then BAM! THIS YEAR, President Trump banned Transgender people from being in the military.(CNN.com) Every time we feel like we’re ahead, we get knocked back down a few steps. This is why it is important, this is why it is necessary, this is why i’m doing it. 

REFERENCES

https://australiascience.tv/science-of-sexuality/

https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/cross-cultural-evidence-for-the-genetics-of-homosexuality/

https://www.newscientist.com/article/2155810-what-do-the-new-gay-genes-tell-us-about-sexual-orientation/

https://www.sciencenews.org/article/genetics-dna-homosexuality-gay-orientation-attractiveness-straight

https://www.sciencemag.org/news/2018/10/giant-study-links-dna-variants-same-sex-behavior

https://www.cnn.com/2015/06/19/us/lgbt-rights-milestones-fast-facts/index.html

https://www.vox.com/science-and-health/2018/4/4/17177058/grindr-gay-men-mental-health-psychiatrist

https://victoryinstitute.org/issue-at-a-glance-lgbtq-employment-discrimination/

https://www.thetrevorproject.org/resources/preventing-suicide/facts-about-suicide/#sm.00001tfv8n5yekdvsq5f6al6h6i7u

https://www.hrc.org/resources/2018-lgbtq-youth-report

https://justlists.wordpress.com/2012/01/18/familyequality/

[katphantom69]

Raja , Time Master in training.

Starting of with one of the Clock tower siblings. Raja is the youngest of the bunch being around 15 years old. She however is the second tallest of the siblings and one of the more powerful members of the family. Nickname: Coo-coo clock. Her wife is my other oc Death.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Raja is a very snuggly ghost. Loving to hug and kiss after the deed is done. Spooning is necessary as well. Despite her smaller size, Raja enjoys being the big spoon.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Well, Raja adores her own eyes because their the key to her powers and their not like anyone elses in her family. Her family has either red or green eyes, Rajas eyes however, turned out a lovely shade of amber gold. When it comes to her partner, Raja loves every part of her wife. But if she has to pick... its Deaths melons~. Raja loves BIG girls ~.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

When it comes to cum, Raja doesn't mind at all. She is indifferent to it.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Raja enjoys peaking on Death when she's in the shower or getting dressed. She just can't help admire her lovers body. She also has way too much fun when Death is in her full size. Raja can fit between Deaths melons easily when her partner is at full size and she enjoys napping there.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Raja knows everything. Of course she fucken knows what she's doing!

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

((No no visual cuz I can't draw)) But Rajas favorite position is a simple one. 69

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Her nickname is coo-coo clock for a reason. She's funny all the time, even in bed. She enjoys making Death laugh while doing it.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Raja takes pride in being well groomed. Keeping her hair neat and floofed. And yes ... the carpet does match the drapes and is kept short and clean.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Very romantic. She gets it from Dan. Raja is very vocal and always tells Death how much she loves her before, during and after the deed. Lots of kisses and she likes nuzzling her nose with Death's. I believe that is called Eskimo kiss? Im not too sure.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Raja ain't a big fan of solo sex but will do it every now and then.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Raja ain't too kinky. Bondage and toy play is enough for her. She also enjoys trying out new positions every now and then.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Their grand master bed room. The bed is huge! Enough space for both of them to do the deed how ever they want.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Easy, Raja knows when Death is in the mood. All Death has to do is place her big plump melons ontop of Raja and bam! Off to bed they go.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Chocking and hair pulling. Raja doesn't like the idea of hurting her mate during sex. And her hair is too short to properly enjoy hair pulling in bed. Also theres water sports and scat... ew ew ew EWWWWWWW!!

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Raja has the skill alright~. What can I say, Time Masters know how to work their tongues~ ((Thus why Dan greatly enjoys bjs~)). Raja loves giving oral and receiving it too. Its a perfect way to get ready for the real deal.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Raja liked to take it slow and sexy at first, building up speed and roughness as her orgasm gets close.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Not a fan. Raja prefers to make time to have sex properly with her mate.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Not really a risk taker. The most she's done is just be tied down and blindfolded. Maybe later on she'll try more things.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

As needy as she might be, Raja can do 2 rounds at best. She gets tuckered out easy. Death is very understanding of this.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Raja enjoys using vibrators on herself every now and then. She will sometimes use them to tease Death during sex as well. It makes it fun.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not so much. She doesn't like keeping her lover waiting. A little stimulation with a vibrator to get Death going or some good licks before the actual act is good enough tease for her.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not very loud. She will scream when cumming but other than that the noise is moderated. Death is a bit louder.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Raja enjoys playing with her lovers melons Ohhh so very much. Sometimes she wishes she could be bigger so she could enjoy them when Death is at full size.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Raja has them hips! She thiiiiicccc boi!! Putting on pants is a struggle. Plus Raja enjoys wearing cute frilly panties.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Fairly normal not too high but not too low. 2 times a week is enough for Raja. Death also doesn't have a high sex drive so they suit each other very well.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

They fall asleep cuddling with each other about 10 minutes after their done.

((This was fun to do, please ask with my other ocs too!! ))

[sharknadoslutt]

Hello. I would like. more information about Sugar Eli and their adoptive chiss baby now thank you mother

I haven’t really done too much with Sugar SINCE I decided I wanted them to adopt a child… I’ve been more focused on Talieh and her whack ass Jedi school, as far as my day dreaming goes..

Here’s what I’ve decided on the girl thus far - And it will likely change a bit.

The girls mother was from a distant part of Chiss space because HER father (The grandfather) was in the trading business. So the whole family spoke Sy Bisti along with Cheunh. When the grandfather died, the mother started sex work to get by and eventually had a child, a little girl around 8 BBYish. Having no formal education the little one spoke a weird mixture of Sy Bisti and Cheunh that was hard for others to understand. Not that she socialized much. Her mother was rather neglectful and left her on the ship, alone, very often.

She’s mad smart though, genius IQ. She had a data pad and taught herself how to read and write and played little education games and such on it. But because she lived most of her life shut in on the family ship while her mom gallivanted around she didnt have a lot of good social skills. 

The girls mother was killed in a bar fight and she was found about a week later when local authorities searched the ship following the investigation of the murdered Chiss women. This is about 3 BBYish, making the child about 6 or so.

They were never able to find the Chiss girls biological family (Relatives of her deceased mother) so they’d never been able to find her family name.  

When she was first brought into the Chiss Ascendancy she didnt speak much so they gave her the nick name “sweet girl” in Cheunth - Vn'inen ch'ah (I used some jank translator on google no idea if its true or not lmao)

From there it’s pretty simple. She was wrangled up by Chiss social services and her force sensitivity was quickly realized.  She was pulled from the orphanage and put into to skywalker training. A year later when Eli Vanto joined the Chiss Ascendancy he was assigned this child as his guide. They decided since she spoke Sy Bisti it’d be easier for them to understand one another, since neither of them were yet fluent in Cheunh.(they help one another learn it too)

When Eli comes around and is assigned to her, out of courtesy they give him a little bit of background to explain her semi-abnormal behavior, so he makes sure to be as kind and sweet to her as possible.

Their first few missions together she doesn’t really speak unless it’s strictly business (Navigation and whatnot) but he tries to be warm to her. He brings her toys, tells her stories of his life… Opens her up a little bit

About two months into their relationship he makes her this honey based candy his mom used to make him as a kid. She was literally enamored by this candy. Eli was shocked (because he’d thought he’d done a bad job) but thought it was really cute

She was like, “What is this food? It is very tasty!” Which was like the most vocal and energetic she’d ever been towards Eli, so he tried to encourage it. He didn’t know the Sy Bisti word or Cheunhword for honey, so he used the Basic term for it.

“It’s called Honey Candy”

This opened her up a little bit and everyday she would ask for more of this candy. And for that week, he gave it to her everyday. And then he made the remark, “You eat so much of this stuff I should just start calling you Honey.”

and she deadass goes, “Please do. I like that word.”

Eli was kind of shocked and she kind of talks about how the name Eli and the Chiss had been calling her, Vn'inen ch'ah which translates into Sweet Girl, was not her choice and how she doesn’t really like it. And Bam, he gives her the nick name ‘Honey”

That’s really all I have. 

When Eli originally GOES to the Ascendancy him and Sugar were on one of their famous breakups - So there is a like a 4, maybe 5 month-ish gap where he’s doing his thing in Chiss space and she’s just living her life in the core world. I wont get into the logistics of how, but she works it out where she is able to visit Eli.

They finally commit and decide to ‘not break up anymore’ (Laughable, I know). 

Sugar’s third trip to Chiss space is when he introduces her to Honey and.

Guys.

Sugar and Honey.

Honey and Sugar.

Yeah, obnoxious but Vayriel adores this little girl almost as much as Eli does. From there every time she visits she brings her gifts and whatnot. 

blahblah blahd BllALAlaahh time passes, In my timeline she starts loosing her force sensitivity in 3 ABY. They adopt her. Cuteness ensues.

Though she’s Chiss, because of her background and being adopted into a very nontraditional family Sugar and Eli decide to give Honey Vayriel’s surname, Shooghar. There are a lot of reasons they did this, partially because when they would eventual travel back to charted space with her, it’d be easier to explain that she was related to Sugar than Eli (Ya know, they’re both blue and the galaxy is racist). Also, that way she’d have the status and fame that came with being a Shooghar so that was a thing.

That’s all I have for now folks thanks for asking this was fun to write