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[b0mblover]

j rants abt dead loptson as usual because he cannot be bothered to keep the thoughts to himself

ok so FIRST OF ALL

i think im gonna start just calling this ‘loptson hawaii: part ii’ BECAUSE ITS ESSENTIALLY WHAT IM MAKINGGG 😭😭

second of all, funny thing, im /planning/ on drawing lopt playing piano and mason playing violin because in hawaii part ii its the instruments i noticed specifically (i swear it makes sense) but uh.

brain rot j made a fucking omori joke and now i cannot get it out of my head 😭

the only difference is that mason is getting killed but doesnt play piano (oh ig omori spoilers but its 2024. even if you havent played it you probably already know)

uggrbfnd fuck im not even kidding i swear. those maps i made im using for this project J PLEASE QUIT DOING THIS TO ME WHY DO YOU HATE ME. THIS IS SUCH A BG ASS PROJECT. YOU CANT EVEN PROPERLY FINISH A SMALL WRITING THING. WHY DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THIS SHIT (talking ti myself somewheee thats not main sorry)

im sorry but uh. look. unironically, guchiry characters playing instruments have been actually rotting my mind for literally years 😭 trust me i dont even know how i dont have a list. i just associate them in my mind and remember it.

CHOKES sorry yeesh!

i actually made three maps but uh, i think only one will get used in this project (if i ever finish it that is) bc i havent even named the other two! i might just use them for idk. aesthetics in my room or smth idk.

jesus i have so many ideas i need to quit this is excalty how burn out happens but i cant help itttt

hggvfddnsn i the brainrot so much

currently (like as im writing this) im working on i uh- drawing smth rather reveling(?) like uh. it isnt -sexual- in like the slighest but is???? idk look. i really need to practice/actual/ anatomy 😭😭 it sucks bc like. man its akward as hell bc im essentially drawing lopt with no clothes on but i feel like i kinda gotta??

(i really wanna have smth to laugh at when i get older alr)

ANYWAYS the point was that i cant figure out if i should render it or just leave it at line art.

christ im rambling again fuck.

back to the topic (yes im leaving that in)

i should absolutely end masons life in the most guresome and blood curdling way possible! 😍🥰 /j

but srsly. maritime forest. you are having BLOOD on your trees 🥰 (look it up. that isnt the /name/ of it its just a descriptor)

man. these names are kinda. weird ish tho.

aphelion, periciel, vacant beach 3- (last is a joke)

ahhbrbdns but srsly naming this shit is hardddd bc following real world naming (at least acordding to google) is such a pain, like uh, (from what i remember) it usually is either a feature of the place, named after someone, and a third thing that i cannot remember rn.

(funfact, im 99% sure periciel isnt a real word! peri acordding to google means about and ciel means sky in french apparently, yea. about sky. aphelion((heres the google def bc im not explaing this))

“the point in the orbit of a planet, asteroid, or comet at which it is furthest from the sun."

(SO! uh yea. if you were wondering how i came up with the names ig. oh yea funny thing. the thing about periciel. i actually looked up peri bc in puyo puyo tetris 2 (im being dead srs rn i wish i was kidding) in a call out line schezo says “parry” but i thought it was “peri” so yada yada boom. this shit is unnecessary complicated but uh. thats my entire existence! so)

man i have SO much to do. i think im gonna attempt to draw bread sheeran. well actually scratch that. i have a week to do that, i was working on uh. nonsexual lopt before i went outside and got brainrotted to death, so ill probably work on that, or start the other drawing (i really REALLY wanna draw mason playing violin. i actually dont even know that in white ball violin is the main instrument. i just think it is 😭😭) hggggbbhh well! im gonna go suffer now. thanks to like the 2 ppl that read this in full. im sorry for your eyes!

[globodamorte]

I NEED TO CUT MY HAIRRRRRRR

[rohan-kishibes-grindr-account]

@calcium-mother art

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[takeariskao3]

Let’s say hypothetically AG Ginny met TPFY Ginny (for simplicity lets say at the last chapter you’ve posted or you can pick a different timeframe) what advice would they have for each other when it came to their relationship with Harry? Do you think AG Ginny would wonder if she missed out on the single life? Do you think TPFY Ginny would regret not admitting her feelings to Harry sooner?

lolololol i imagined the two ginny's meeting up to go something like this:

but then i thought about it some more, made myself laugh, and so obviously i had to write it

Ginny lifted her teacup from its saucer, feeling every bit the fourteen year old she remembered herself to be.

The girl--no, scratch that--the woman sitting across from her, while looking identical, had her beating back a stampede of imagined deficiencies and insecurities. It was enough to give her a complex.

The Other Ginny looked positively effortless. Picture perfect. Her lace-up booted legs crossed lazily as she lounged back in her chair. Her long hair fell in waves around her shoulders. The dress wrapped around her waist accentuated each dip and curve. And the knee length dragon-hide leather jacket looked like it cost more Galleons than Ginny could even fathom.

As a result, her trainers and lopsided ponytail felt horribly inadequate.

"Have you tried having it out?" the Other Ginny asked with a quizzical tilt of her head.

Ginny remembered the row in the Burrow's kitchen and nodded. "I s'pose it helped. Forced his hand in a way, but truthfully... I'd rather not spend every minute of every day shouting until he pulls his head out of his arse."

The Other Ginny shrugged like she couldn't quite relate, then her gaze turned sharp.

"Have you tried fucking it out?"

Ginny choked on her tea, sputtering so much she had to hold a napkin to the lower half of her face to retain the illusion of dignity.

"No," she gasped once she could breath through her nose again. "Of course I haven't."

"Sorry," the Other Ginny grinned like she felt anything but regret. "Didn't mean to offend your sensibilities."

"It's not-- I can't just--" Ginny struggled hopelessly, attempting to backtrack on her complete lack of composure. "I'm not sure how effective that would be."

Propping her elbow on her chair-back, the Other Ginny raised an eyebrow. "You'd be surprised."

Ginny's eyes widened in shock. Or awe. Or perhaps both. "Is that what you did?"

"Fought first," the Other Ginny clarified. "Then fucked."

Her breaths shallowing out, Ginny gaped in stunned admiration.

"Look," the Other Ginny leaned forward to rest her elbows on the table. "You're almost twenty-two, right?" Once Ginny nodded, she continued on in the same remarkably matter-of-fact tone, "And you're married. All his nonsense will quite literally vanish if you just start acting like it."

"But he--" she started to argue, but the Other Ginny cut her off.

"He's probably convinced you're somehow better off without him."

Ginny froze in her chair as the last three months of hazy wrongfooted-ness were thrown into sharp clarity. As the epiphany crashed through her, the Other Ginny's gaze remained steady, if a little pitying.

No, not pitying. Sympathizing.

"You..." Ginny croaked, her throat going dry. "Are you speaking from experience?"

The Other Ginny's face fell, her first real show of desolation since they'd both shown up here. "I have my suspicions. But that's all they are. We haven't actually gotten there yet."

They both looked around the cafe, at the cream paneled wainscoting and the mint green wallpaper. At the vintage tile floors and the antiqued mirror ceiling. The room fogged at the corners, and the white swirl out the front windows sparkled in lieu of sunshine.

"How long have you been here?" Ginny asked quietly.

The Other Ginny sighed. "Off and on for... two years?"

Swearing under her breath, Ginny slumped down in her chair.

"It's not so bad," the Other Ginny lifted a shoulder. "Tea's good. I just wish we could be here together, you know?" A smirk lifted one corner of her mouth. "I sort of miss him."

Ginny's mood grew ever darker. She couldn't help but imagine her Harry finding a way to avoid her even if they were stuck in this in-between place together.

A clatter from the far side of the room startled them both and they glanced around to see a third Ginny nearly knock over the makeshift hostess stand.

"Sorry I'm late!" she called over, tossing her hair over her shoulder and straightening her jumper. Which was inside out. "I got stuck... Er-- Well, I got stuck."

The Third Ginny hurried back to their table, plopping into a chair and grabbing an egg-and-cress sandwich from the tray.

The girl was clearly starved. That, paired with her greasy hair and heavy eyelids, had Ginny and the Other Ginny watching her in muted fascination.

After practically inhaling three sandwiches in a row, the third Ginny finally deigned to acknowledge the both of them.

"So, what have I missed?"

The other Ginny rolled her eyes. "It seems like we're the ones who've missed something."

The Third Ginny frowned. "How do you figure?"

"You stink," the Other Ginny clipped. "Like sex."

"Oh," the Third Ginny shrank back with an abashed smile. "That."

Ginny sat up straighter--settling in for the wildest conversation of her life.

[12u3ie]

Hi I am NOT normal about pottery shards and I WILL talk about them

AKA: under the cut is me explaining all the pottery shard designs out in Minecraft 1.20 snapshots as of now (March 23, 2023) in alphabetical order, going over their design and their possible meaning in the lore. Pictures of each shard will be above the text of the listed shard. Now, let's get on with it shall we?

Angler. Starting off simple. A fishing rod with a fish at the end. The ancient society knew how to craft fishing rods and catch fish.

Archer. A drawn bow and arrow. They crafted bows and arrows and knew how to use them. Probably related to skeletons somehow. Maybe the skeletons are them? Maybe the skeletons just stole their technology once they were gone? Unsure.

In real life, bow-and-arrow technology was revolutionary in terms of human evolution. Some archeologists even theorize that bows were the tools that began the end for our cousins, Neanderthals. But in Minecraft... who knows?

Arms Up. A humanoid figure with their arms raised. The arms-up pose means something unknown. Perhaps a gesture of friendship, or peace? What we do know is that, for near certain, the ancient peoples were humanoid in nature, close if not near identical to modern players.

Blade. A sword. Very similar to the standard Minecraft sword model, with a slightly different hilt. Maybe a pixel art limitation, maybe not. The ancient peoples knew how to make swords.

Brewer. A bottle of some description. Seems like a mixed design between a glass bottle and a cauldron. Nevertheless, it has its origins in brewing. They knew how to brew potions. Did they have a different system of brewing to the modern day, or did they have access to the Nether for materials? Currently unknown.

Burn. A flame. They knew how to make fire, or at least knew of its existence. But drawing on the last point, perhaps it's not a fire, but a blaze powder instead. The textures are oddly similar to one another.

Danger. A creeper. Seems like these mobs have been around for a while, and have always been a pain in the backside to watch out for. Wonder if they replied to such a call of danger with "aw man."

Explorer. A map with an X, marking a specific spot. They hid treasures in the ground likely in the same way of IRL pirates - marking a spot on a map for later. Sadly, from modern treasure maps found in shipwrecks, it seems they weren't able to get back to all their spoils in time. Also indicates they knew how to make and use maps.

Friend. An iron golem face. The ancient peoples knew that iron golems existed and that they were protective and friendly towards them. Perhaps, building upon other, older theories, they made the iron golems themselves.

Heart. A standard heart shape. Possibly a visualization of love. Or perhaps they had hearts within them as humans do in the real world, and this is what they looked like.

Heartbreak. A heart broken in two down the vertical center. ...Let's go with the first assumption of the previous shard's imagery. A broken heart is often a symbol of a bad feeling over a lost relationship. The ancient society had intricate relationships between its peoples. They loved and fell out of love, in any and possibly every such meaning of the term.

Howl. A wolf. In the words of a dear friend of mine, "They had doggies!" Or, more likely, began the process of domesticating wolves into the tamable breed we know today. At the very least, they knew of the existence of wolves, regardless of whether the ancient people-wolf relations were good or not.

Miner. A pickaxe. The ancient peoples were able to craft tools like pickaxes to mine for resources. The pickaxe here, much like the sword, is slightly different in design to what we know today.

Mourner. A warden. Now this... this is a very interesting one. I have my own theories that would require a bit more explaining than this format will allow for. (Maybe I will express such thoughts at a later date, if readers wish to hear them...) Let your thoughts be known in the tags!

Plenty. An open chest. This proves that the ancient peoples had the ability to craft chests, and the need for extra storage beyond what could be carried (presumably in their inventories, if they had them).

Prize. A gem. This is an indicator that they were able to mine for resources. Now, some sources may indicate this as a diamond. However, the shape is very distinct from that of any diamonds ever in Minecraft. This may be a completely new - or rather, very old - and different gem than anything players have seen before.

Sheaf. A bundle of wheat. They had means of farming and collecting wheat, and perhaps other crops as well. Agriculture is a part of their culture.

Shelter. A tree. They were able to hide from the elements underneath trees, later emulating this with their own buildings.

Skull. A skull. This could either be the skull of a skeleton mob, from which the skull item drops today, or perhaps the skull of the deceased. They knew of skeletons and death in one form or another.

Snort. A sniffer. This proves that sniffers existed at the same time as this ancient civilization, and that these people were in some form of contact with sniffers.

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Remember that anything listed here was important enough to the society of ancient peoples to be immortalized in the art of their pottery. Each one of these has some sort of significance.

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Taglist: @darubyprincxx @nightshadeowl @eagle-warri

[lizzieislife94x]

CEO (w.m)

Requested <3

WandaxG!P reader

Infinity war era wanda Let's say both are 23 If you have a request message me I'll do my best to bring it to life messagesare always open babes 😘

Wandas POV:

I smirk at myself in nothing but y/ns favourite lingerie set she can't keep her hands to herself when I wear this lacy set I grab my long coat and tie it as I walk out of our shared bedroom and make my way out of the compound just as I reach the front door I'm stopped by natasha "hey wands can you come help me train Steve's busy at the moment" she smiles leaning against the pillar "nat as much as I'd love to I have to head to the office to see y/n it's important" she smirks and raises her eyebrows at me "yeah sure sure" I try but fail to prove my point "ok fine you got me im going to surprise her she's been stressed being one of the youngest CEOs takes its toll and I'm just trying to be a helpful girlfriend" she laughs as she walks away "go get it wanda you both deserve it" with that I giggle and walk to my car driving towards y/ns office.

Y/ns POV:

"Yeah thats perfect set up the meeting" I say as I hang up with a sigh covering my face with my hands "miss L/N Mr Jones is on line 2 waiting to discuss when things will get rolling" I sigh and groan as I press the intercom "thanks Jackie I'll take it now could you get my a coffee from the place I love I know its a bit of a drive but it would be hugely appreciated" I say in dreadful tone as I pick up the phone to discuss business after 15 minutes I hang up and lean my head back when is this day over, I'm snapped out of my thoughts by my office door opening "no ones allowed in here without knocking unless it's serious so unless someone is leaving us back out and kn.." my full demeaner changed as I laid eyes on the most beautiful girl in the world and It so happens i get to call her mine "oh my god baby hey!" I say happiness taking over she smiles and walks over to me sitting on my lap wrapping her arms around my neck "hey baby just thought I'd surprise you, you seemed really really stressed on the phone" she whispers into my ear as she sucks on my earlobe causing me to moan as she moves to my neck kissing and sucking I feel my bulge start to grow as wanda smirks "mhhh there's my little buddy coming to life" I bite my lip holding my moan "you're playing a dangerous game princess" she fixes her position to properly straddle me making sure her front is pressed on my bulge "fuck so hard so big baby" she whispers seductively I grip her hips and make her grind as I lean forward to mark her beautiful neck her moans are perfection after I leave alot of hickeys over her neck she climbs off me leaving me hot and bothered I give her a look letting her know not to tease "relax baby I'm just getting a little more comfortable"

I watch as she starts to take her coat off my mouth instantly dropping open my eyes going wide "fuck.." I groan as she drops the coat to the floor leaving her in nothing but my favourite lingerie set ima need to take her shopping later because those ain't getting handled with care, she bends teasingly giving me a perfect view of her ass as she picks her coat up and hangs it over the couch and strolls towards me sexually my eyes black with lust she leans over kissing me passionately as someone knocks loudly on the office door wanda has a smirk on her face that I don't like she quickly climbs under my desk pulling my chair closer to her as her hands tease my thighs and my receptionist comes in coffee in hand. 

Wandas POV: 

I smirk as I hear Jackie telling y/n about the awful traffic and rude worker I unzip her pants and pull them along with her boxers just enough to let her cock spring to action I take it in my hands slowly stroking her as she gets harder in my hand I try not to giggle as I hear y/ns breath hitch "oh by the way we need to discuss your 4 o'clock she's bringing her lawyer just to make sure contracts are in order" i take this as my opportunity to take her tip in my mouth and tease her slowly taking more of her length into my mouth "mhh uh yeah sounds perfect I don't mind her...bringing her lawyer" I continue to suck her hard cock bopping my head faster as she struggles to keep her cool infront of her poor receptionist "you know Jackie I don't mean to be rude but can you come back in like an hour I have the worst headache and need to lay down" I continue sucking as I gently squeeze and scratch at the exposed thigh she has on show "you poor thing I thought something was off you seem to have a hard time concentrating I'll let you have a nap hope you feel better" 

Y/ns POV:

I watch as she leaves and press the intercom "oh and Jackie make sure no one comes near my office please and thank you" once I let go of the intercom I let out a moan and push my chair out so I can look down at wanda sucking my soul out "so fucking naughty arnt you princess " I say gripping her hair as we lock eyes and she nods I feel the coil in my stomach snap and shoot my load down her throat letting out a loud moan "fuck fuck fuck yes" after a few more sucks she comes up with a smirk and I give her a knowing look making her shy away "you know naughty girls get punished" she nods as I stand up and walk to the couch not bothering to fix my dick or pants "come lay over my knee princess ass up nice and high for me" she obeys walking over and fixing herself in my lap raising her ass nice and high "ok now I'm gonna make this pretty little ass red raw you know the safe word right?" She nods and mumbles "red" I smile and rip her panties off earning a shocked gasp from wanda I lean down placing a kiss on each cheek as she giggles "ready princess " I say rubbing her ass gently "I'm ready" as soon as the words leave her mouth I bring my hand down on her left cheek swiftly causing her to hiss and moan I smirk as my hand print starts to make an appearance I quickly do the same to her right cheek as she whimpers beneath me I continue for a few minutes before sitting back admiring her red marked ass I gently rub to ease the pain as I lean down and pepper kisses all over both her cheeks "you done so well princess I'm so proud of you but we arnt done" she fixes herself into straddling position making us both moan as her wet cunt sits right on my hard cock not penetrating just ontop of it "be a good girl and grind don't think about putting it in don't think about cumming Just grind" I instructed she groans and starts to grind "once I think you've been punished enough ill let you cum my sweet sweet girl" I laugh as she whines with a mixed moan "please I want to cum..I want you inside me im sorry for being naughty I need you please don't deny my orgasm" I laugh and move her hair from her face kissing her cheek "I don't think you deserve to cum right now princess" I help her grind as her grinds become sloppy letting me know she's close to cumming "get up and bend over my desk show me that sweet little pussy babygirl" she jumps up excitedly rushing over to the desk as she spreads her legs and arches her ass up giving me a view of her dripping cunt causing me to moan

I get up and smirk at the pool all over my dick and thighs I walk behind her and wrap my arm around her neck applying just the right amount of pleasure as I let my dick rub against her clit "mhh babygirl you've covered my cock in your sweet arousal you've made it nice and easy for me to just slide into that tight cunt of yours do you want that princess I want words" I smirk as she becomes a moaning mess trying to gain her composer "fuck y/n please yes please I need you inside me i need to feel you fill me" I groan as she begs and grab my dick teasing her entrance as we both moan in sync I slowly slide inside her cunt as a scream of pleasure washes over her I wrap my free arm around her waist as I thrust hard bottoming out inside her as I moan at the sensation leaning my head against her back "uh shit baby so fucking tight" she whimpers unsure of trusting her words as I squeeze her throat roughly but gently as I start thrusting harder and faster my thrusts pushing her further into the desk both us moaning not a comprehensive word to be heard I lean my head back moaning as I continue to fuck my sweet innocent girlfriend into my office desk I move my hand from her throat to pull her bra down letting her tits pop out instantly I grab the right one and pinch her nipple as she gasps "please please...can...can I cum" her legs start to shake uncontrollably as I pull out and turn her in one swift motion so we're face to face "fuck' she cries out in frustration causing me to laugh I grab her legs as I line myself up to her cunt as I bottom out again she wraps her arms around my neck her nails digging into my neck as I take her nipple in my mouth I start to thrust

after an hour of relentlessly fucking my girlfriend and denying her orgasms I decide to let her cum her poor cunt must be raw "mhhn fuck baby I'm gonna fill your little cunt so much do you want to cum princess" she whimpers and musters the strength to talk "mhhh please baby I need to cum" she begs as she pants I thrust hard and fast as I Bury my face into her neck her walls tighten around my solid member as she screams tears rolling down her face as the pleasure rushes over her after a few slower thrusts I shoot my cum deep inside of her both of us clinging to eachother sweating breathless messes I hold her in my arms both of us savouring the moment together before I slowly pull out and grab some wipes to clean us both up I take my time with her cos I know she'll be sensitive "you done so well honey I love you" she nods and clings onto me her eyes fighting to stay open I pick her up and lay her on the couch "shh stay here a second baby ill get you a pillow and blanket so you can go for a well needed sleep" I kiss her neck and walk over to the unit in my office and grab a blanket and pillow walking back over tucking wanda in as she nods off to sleep I kiss her head and whisper how much I love her before fixing my desk and sitting down to deal with the meeting due in at any minute I can't help but look over at wanda and smile as she's sleeps peacefully. 

AN: here you go hope yall like it all feedback welcome hope everyone has a great day/night if you want any requests please feel free to message me stay hydrated babes 😊 word count is 2.1k 

[sucker4sixx]

Crazy

Nikki sixx X curvy stripper

Plot: nikki falls hard for the unexpected

Warnings: body shaming (not much) , nsfw

The hot clammy air of the strip club sticks to your skin like a bad smell as you make your way to the pole.

You were one of the special acts, bigger than the other girls.. men really seemed to love it. You stare straight ahead as you slowly slide your body down the pole, your eyes meeting with a tall manly rockstar, his hair spiked and his eyes wild as he watches you like a child seeing a toy he cant have.

Throughout your slow and sensual dance he continues to stare like hes in a trance, his friends teasing him for liking the bigger girl as you spin around the pole. You didnt know his name but his friends kept saying “sixx” sixx? You wondered what it meant as you continued your performance, stuffing the notes into your bra.

Once you were finished you walk off stage, fixing your makeup and hair to look presentable for the main area to give men private dances. You step out and strut around, sixx standing in front of you “hey big boy, $50 for a special dance” you repeat like a robot, his cheeks going alittle red “you were really great up there ma’am” he smirks alittle, even though he was undeniably nervous around you. “Awe, thankyou honey, ive never seen anyone so mesmerised in my time here” you start walking and he follows. “Ive never seen a bigger lady, i didnt expect to like it” he admits, you glance back, he looked a similar age but he acted so innocent in his haze of curiosity.

“The bigger the better, right?” You smirk, offering another man a dance, he shoves you away, not liking the whole big girl thing “hey keep your fucking hands to yourself mother fucker!” Nikki shouts, catching the people around off gaurd.

Eventually nikki leaves. The next night while your preforming you catch his eyes as he stares in awe just like the night before, when you blow him a kiss he goes all red faced, clearing his throat. Just like the night before once you enter the disgusting main area sixx ran up to you “hey sweetheart” you smile, enjoying the company “hey big mama” he smiles, looking alittle more comfortable “big mama?!” You laugh, tonight you had to collect dirty glasses and tips, no dances.

“I thought youd like it, i never caught your name” he leans against the sticky bar as he watches you pass the glasses to the woman behind the bar “well.. guess” he smiles “layla?” “Nope” “tiffany?” “Nope” “beth??” You laugh “nope! Its penny, and your sixx?” You shake his hand, nikki looking confused as to how you know “y-yeah.. nikki sixx, how did you know?” “Your friends arent the quietest, so.. nikki, why are you here alone?” He looks alittle embarrassed “well.. i wanted to see you” “well.. sorry sixx, im not doing dances tonight” he shakes his head “no.. i just wanted to chat” “your crazy”

Two weeks pass and nikki never makes a pass at you untill one night, hes definitely on something and passes you a $50 “one private dance from my big mama please” he grins and you lead him back to the booths

“i was wondering when youd cave” you sit him down, stripping down to your underwear, hes never seen a curvy body up close but something about your belly was so gorgeous, his hand softly graze the skin “i was just scared..” he whispers, your fingers running through his hair “how much money to get you nude?” He whispers, keeping his tone low and growly “another $50 but.. make it $25” he smiles as he hears your hushed hussle, passing you the $25.

You slowly take your bra and panties off, sitting onto his lap to start grinding “jesus..” nikki whispers, his fingers tightening around your squishy waist, because of wearing no boxers under his thin latex pants he can feel your bare pussy more than he expected, his fingers flexing alittle “god.. and how about actually fucking you.. how much?” You giggle and grind alittle harder “not on the menu” causing him to whimper alittle.

The dance gets alittle heated and you knew he would cum before it was over, gripping the shitty chair tightly and grunting as you rubbed your ass against his straining erection “j-jesus.. fuck.. why am i so god damn weak” he growls out, shaking “are you gonna cum in your pants baby boy?” You giggle, nikki was definitely attractive and saying you didnt catch a wee workplace crush on him was a lie “fuck.. m-maybe.. I think i am.. yeah” you circle your hips, he fights against everything in his power not to grab me as he cums in his tight latex pants “shit.. oh shit” he pants, laying his head against your back.

You walk nikki out the door and the next night you wait for him but he didnt show up, or the next night and the three nights after that. You itch to see his gorgeous green eyes and his stupid sexy smile.

After a week of not seeing him you leave the strip club to go home, on your walk down the strip you see a familiar fluff ball sitting on the curb, head hung and a bottle of jack in his hand, you sit beside him. “Hey baby boy” he gasps back to life, smiling drunkly at you “big mama” he slurs, his eyes rolling back “shh, cmon, let me take you home” you help him up “where abouts do you stay?” You look up at him and he scratches his head “no where.. just, take me to a bus stop” he slurs heavily, picking up his bag. You decide to just take him back to yours and when you get to your front door he stumbles alittle “where are we?” He hiccups “my place, your not sleeping on the streets”

You get him cosy on the couch but quickly hes slipping into your bed “hey, is everything okay?” He nods “just.. lonley” “nikki, we arent going to fuck-“ “no.. not like that, i just wanted to.. feel someone near” he slurs, turning round to face you, his eyes heavy with sleep and alcohol. “Why did you stop coming round?” He chuckles “after jizzing in my pants? Thats embarrassing.. no way id let you see me again” you stroke his hair softly “i missed you..” his large hands wrap around your curvy figure.

“You drive me crazy”

[evaslytherpuff]

Things That Go Bump In The Night

Dark! Sebastian x Dark!Ominis x f!OC

18+ MINORS, DO NOT READ!!!

!Forced Poly Relationship!

(Characters are all 20+ years of age!)

CW: Angst, Memories of traumatic events, Violent events, NSFW, Dubious consent, Blood Kink!, Kn!fePlay, Oral (F receiving), Hogwarts Legacy Spoilers for Sebastians quest line, Beginning stages of Stockholm Syndrome!

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Chapter 3

Vivian's eyelids felt extremely heavy as if they were being pulled down by small weights. She blinked slowly as her eyes adjusted to the area around her and she was greeted by the glow of candlelight. She tried to lift her hand to her face to rub the grogginess away but she could barely move, something was preventing her from lifting her arms. She turned her head to the right and was face to face with Sebastian's sleeping form. His heavy arm was draped over her chest and he was snoring softly. Ominis was on her left, curled up against her like a cat, his leg slung over her thighs. She was lying flat on her back and risked waking them up if she shifted too much. The appearance of their dreaming faces almost seemed innocent but she knew better. They were dangerous despite their beautiful and handsome features. Ominis' long eyelashes rested against his high cheekbones and his breathing was smooth and even. Sebastian's hair was a mess of wavy locks and his mouth hung open a little as he snored lightly.

She sighed and shut her eyes again. How the hell am I going to get out of this one? She glared at the canopy of the huge four poster bed. The curtains were drawn so she couldn't even see the room around them. Her neck was sore, her body felt stiff, and she was angry at herself and frustrated. She couldn't even cry anymore, she had no more tears to shed. She felt like a fool for being so trusting and now she was trapped in this awful situation.

Her two friends were vampires. Actual. Fucking. Vampires. It still didn't feel real to her but the aching wounds on her neck were all the proof she needed. Not to mention how their eyes flooded black, even the sclera. Their fangs were very real and the memory of them piercing her skin made her tremble. She despised how she felt as they fed on her, the sudden arousal, it felt like her body betrayed her.

She was slightly relieved when Ominis rolled over, removing his long leg from her body. Now, she just had to get Sebastian's arm off of her. Her best bet was to attempt to wiggle down the bed instead of trying to lift his arm up. If she slid underneath it, she could make her escape from the bottom of the bed. She maneuvered until his arm was over her neck. She held back on making any choking sounds even though the weight of his arm smothered her. She tilted her head back and shimmied under his limb until she was finally able to free herself of their sleeping bodies. She swiftly crawled off the rest of the bed as Sebastian groaned and pulled Ominis into his arms.

She gathered in her surroundings and assessed the condition of her body. The room was huge with gothic furniture and stunning Victorian architecture. The walls were a pale contrast to the dark furniture. There were no windows on any of the walls, making the area feel excessively warm. It was a perfect rendering of Ominis and Sebastian, the light and the dark joining together. The space was adorned with black and green accent pieces and there was a large fireplace along the back wall. She had to admit, the bedroom was lovely but she wasn't going to waste time drinking in its grandeur.

Besides the dull ache in her neck, the rest of her body felt perfectly fine, she was just extremely thirsty. She looked down at herself and gasped. They had changed her clothing, the nerve of these men, she wanted to strangle them. Even worse they dressed her in one of her designs, a long ankle length robe that tied around her waist that was a pretty lavender color, but it left little to the imagination. It was the type of gown that a proper woman would save for her wedding night. Vivian couldn't let her anger get the best of her right now, her main focus was just to get the hell out of there.

She noticed the bedroom door off to the right of her and she quickly crossed to it making sure she was as quiet as possible. Thankfully the door wasn't loud or creaky when she opened it and she wouldn't dare to close it behind her out of fear of waking them up. She entered a corridor that was just decorated with paintings and lit up by candelabras. This area had no windows as well. She became frantic as each room she came across was beautifully decorated but, once again, had no windows. It didn't even seem like there was a way out of this labyrinth. When she finally found the huge double doors that appeared to be the entrance, she pushed at them with all her might, but they didn't budge. They were locked from the outside?

"What the fuck? There has to be another way in and out of this place." She mumbled to herself.

After running around for what seemed like hours she found her way into a spacious kitchen. She flew to the icebox and flung it open grabbing a pitcher of apple juice, bringing it to her lips to chug from it. The drink was refreshing and she sighed in relief as she was able to quench her thirst. She set the pitcher down on a nearby counter and noticed an array of pots, dishes, knives, and utensils throughout the kitchen but none of them seemed used. With their new diet of blood, this room likely hasn't been used for awhile. She moved closer to the knives hung along the wall above the stove. She had to protect and defend herself somehow. She was cursing herself for not being skilled in wandless magic. Why didn't she practice it more, become more proficient with it? Then the memory came flooding back to her of the time she almost blew herself up when casting confringo without her wand and was in the hospital wing for a week, drinking Skele-gro was absolutely disgusting, but Sebastian and Ominis stuck by her side the whole time it took her to heal.

"Morning." A deep rumbling voice rang out behind her and she spun around to face them. Speak of the devil. It was Sebastian and he was leaning his towering frame against the entryway of the kitchen. His smoldering gaze examined her from head to toe, a wicked smirk was plastered on his face. He pushed off of the door and started to cross to her but she reached behind her to grab a butcher knife. She held it in both of her hands pointing it in his direction.

"Don't come any closer, Sebastian!" She tried her best to sound intimidating but failed miserably. Her voice didn't sound like her own, it felt weak and terrified, her hands were trembling and her mind wondered what he would do. He didn't stop, he just kept inching closer to her with his hands raised. He was shirtless and only wore a pair of low hung pajama pants. In the light of the kitchen and without his clothes on she was able to take in how hulking he really was. What the hell did this vampire gene do to them? She thought. Sebastian had always been a bit built but now he was just pure muscle. His torso and arms were still speckled with the freckles she had grown used to. His broad chest sported a patch of brown hair. She stared at the trail that started just under his navel and descended down below his pants. She swallowed hard, Sebastian was glorious but looked like he could throttle her if he wanted to. She shook her head hard. No, she couldn't let herself get distracted by his handsomely devastating looks. She was only watching and observing him to gauge what he would do next.

"I will stab you. Just stay where you are! I fucking mean it!" She shouted but it fell on deaf ears as he just moved closer. He was backing her into a corner. She had nowhere to go and if she made a run for it he would just catch her.

"You have every right to be furious with us. I'm not going to hurt you, Vivian." He said calmly with his arms still outstretched.

"Hurt me? You already have! You both stalked me, played mind games with me, broke my fucking wand, you threatened my family, kidnapped me! I don't even recognize you anymore. You're not the Sebastian I knew, after everything that we have been through, he wouldn't want to harm me." She whimpered.

"I'm still me, Vi. I'm the same man, just because the turning changed what I am, it doesn't change who I am. Just put the knife down so we can talk, I just want to talk." He was in front of her now, reaching for the weapon in her hands and she lashed out. With as much force as she could muster, she plunged the blade into his stomach. He winced and growled through gritted teeth looking down at the handle sticking out of his torso. He scowled at her, breathing heavily as he yanked the blade out of his body.

"That wasn't nice, Vivian!" He said with a hiss. In an instant he was on her, pressing her into the kitchen counter. He gripped the back of her head forcing her to look up at him. In his other hand he held the butcher knife just inches from her face.

"Always choosing the hard way. I just wanted to talk but now, I want something else entirely. Lick it!" He glared at her, pure ferocity in his eyes.

"I beg your pardon!" She struggled against him but he held her firmly in place.

"Lick. The fucking. Knife." He said gravely.

"No! Are you insane?!" She tried to shake her head but he gripped her hair even tighter.

"You stabbed me. Now I need to punish you. Lick it or I'll fucking make you!" He snapped while holding the knife in front of her mouth. She hesitated but slowly stuck out her tongue. He took his time, delicately dragging the blade along her open mouth, making sure he didn't cut her. The taste of his blood was metallic and salty and she shut her eyes as he flipped the knife, making her lick the other side. He wedged his hips between her legs and grinned before tossing the knife across the room.

"Bloody hell that was so erotic!" He smiled and pressed his lips to hers in a shocking kiss. He wrapped his arms tightly around her body making sure she couldn't go anywhere. She felt the tip of his tongue lap at her lips, coaxing her to open her mouth and allow him to deepen the kiss. He moaned against her and lifted her up to sit on the counter. He pulled away only for a few seconds to stare into her eyes, his expression was pleading and for a moment, he looked like the man she knew. The man she shared so many wicked fantasies with well over a year ago. He set back in to kissing her, one hand reaching up to cup her face, the other grasping the back of her head with a handful of hair to pull her closer to him.

"Be angry, I understand you're upset, take it out on me. Bite me, smack me, pull my hair. I don't care, as long as you're close to me." He said breathlessly between her lips. Fine. She would take him up on his offer. She ran her fingers through his hair grabbing fistfuls of the brown waves. He groaned into her mouth as their tongues collided. He squeezed her even tighter as she bit his bottom lip drawing blood. She moved one hand to his back digging her nails into him, dragging them down his body, wanting to claw at him. She hoped it was painful, if they could hurt her, she would do the same. He chuckled and smiled up at the ceiling as she yanked his head back. She bit his neck as hard as she could, making him gasp and clutch her hips.

"Fuck, Viv!" He hissed in a breath as she bit him again. She was getting caught up in whatever this was but she didn't care at the moment. She was going to use him just like he told her to. She released his hair and he buried his face into her neck, kissing and sucking her sensitive skin. She couldn't help but moan from his actions. He pushed on her shoulders a bit making her lean back, holding herself up with her arms, her chest was right in front of his piercing gaze. He licked his lips as he undid the tie to her robe making it fall open exposing her breasts. He scrubbed a hand over his mouth and gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

"Your body is fucking perfect, Vivian." He said and he stepped back to drink in her flushed frame. He was clenching and unclenching his fists as his eyes roamed over her figure. They grew wide when they fell on her sex.

"You- you shave down there?" He asked in surprise. She nodded, not sure of what to say.

"I have- I have never seen that before." He said between ragged breaths.

"I learned about it through reading a book on Egyptian women." She suddenly felt overexposed and crossed her legs. He moved closer to her with a huff, forcing her to open them for him again.

"You are the most tantalizing woman I have ever laid my eyes on." He said as his lips met her collarbone and she sighed. She watched as he left a trail of kisses down her chest stopping just between her breasts. His dark eyes focused on the flesh of her cleavage and she stiffened. The hunger in his leer sent shivers up her spine. She knew his intent and it made her tremble with anticipation.

"I always loved how you had this glorious figure. So different from the usual girls at school. You have curves, larger breasts, flaring hips. Your body was made to please, Vivian. Give into temptation and please me." He whispered against her chest. His hand's landed on her hips again and he sighed against her body. When he looked up at her, his eyes were fully black and he slightly opened his mouth to bare his fangs. He reared his head back to sink them into the tissue of her bust and she instinctively cupped his head to her breast.

"Sebastian!" She cried out as she relished in the rapid burst of ecstasy that surged through her body. She felt her core clench and groaned loudly at the empty feeling. She desperately needed him and wanted him to be buried deep inside her. She could feel how soaked she was as her juices flowed down beneath her, pooling under her on the counter. He released his bite and watched as blood trickled from her breast down her stomach and dripped between her legs. His eyes were locked on her sex and he licked his lips, his chest was heaving with every breath. He lowered himself until he was kneeling on the floor, his head positioned between her thighs.

He ran his fingers up and down her legs, slowly and sensually, starting at her ankles and stopping near her entrance. He maneuvered her so her legs were now wrapped around his shoulders then began to plant gentle kisses on the inside of her thighs. Sebastian started to nibble and suck on her delicate skin, leaving small bruises in his wake. She gasped as his lips brushed between her quivering limbs. Was he going to?

Without stalling he settled between her legs, licking her folds frantically, his tongue lapping at her hungrily. He groaned against her, sending glorious vibrations through her core. Her head fell back as she ground her hips against his mouth, desperate for more friction. Sebastian knew exactly what he was doing as his tongue danced along her sensitive nub. She began to babble incoherently, moaning his name in between curses. He kept this up, picking up his pace and shaking his head back and forth, sending her into overdrive. He sucked at her clit and she cried out as he inserted one finger inside her. With his other hand, he reached up to knead the breast he just bit, causing more blood to run down to her heat. He growled and sucked with more ferocity like a man facing starvation. He inserted another finger and began to thrust them inside her.

She gripped his head and wrapped her legs even tighter around him. She was so close, throwing her head back, moaning wildly. There was something inside her though, fighting against the pleasure he was giving her. Her mind, heart, and body were at war with each other and she felt like she had no control over herself. No. She needed to stop this. She had to push through this sexual haze he had her under. She could not give in to him, she couldn't give him what he desperately wanted, she had to fight to take control of her life. This was all too much too soon and it needed to stop.

She was swiftly brought back down to earth, truly grasping what was happening in that very moment. She ran her fingers through his hair as he continued devouring between her legs. She gripped handfuls of his locks and placed her feet on his shoulders, shoving him away from her, sprawling him out on the floor. He looked at her with disbelief, completely baffled by her actions.

"No!" She shrieked as she wrapped the robe back around her body, tying it tightly in place. She climbed off the counter and moved as far away from him as possible. He stood up, his mouth covered in her blood and slick, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it pained him.

"What the fuck!" He shouted, making her flinch. "Fine! Have it your way. But know this, I will have you,” He said through gritted teeth, “Mark my words I will get what I want and when I do I assure you, you will be begging for fucking more, Vivian." He grabbed a towel off of a nearby rack and cleaned his face. He slammed both of his palms down on the island counter that was separating them as he was trying to calm down.

"Why?" She asked with a scratchy voice. She was trying to control her breathing and come down from the high he tried to create. The worst part was, he was probably right, and she hated that.

"Why? Why? Because I fucking love you, Vivian. What part of that are you not understanding?" He said as he jabbed two fingers into his chest over his heart. "I love you so damn much that it pains me. I've always loved you, ever since our seventh year at Hogwarts, I never stopped and I don't think I ever will." He sat down on a bench positioned in the corner of the kitchen and placed his head in his hands.

"What about Ember?" Vivian asked, feeling just a tinge of jealousy over the girl but she pushed it away.

Sebastian scoffed. "What about her?" He asked with a shrug.

"Don't you love her? You shared so much with her." She said as she crossed her arms over her chest, thankful that her wound stopped bleeding.

He let out a sarcastic laugh and shook his head. "No, I didn't. What Ember and I had was not love...it was infatuation," He ran his fingers through his hair. "My fifth year at school was an absolute nightmare. I latched onto Ember because she was the only one willing to help me find a cure for my sister. In the long run it just felt like we were using each other. I needed her aid and she used me to learn the dark arts. We were both fools and it became a vicious cycle of manipulation. If we weren't helping each other or just sleeping around together then we were arguing. We only got along when we were up to something or taking down evil goblins and wizards. I hated what I became, I despise myself for going as far as I did. I ruined everything, Vivian. Ember agreed with almost every path I took, she never tried to stop me, everything changed after I…" He paused and sighed heavily. "It changed after I killed my uncle. Once I taught her the Killing Curse, she looked at me differently, kept her distance from me. When I would try to touch her or spend time with her, she would pull away and come up with excuses to avoid me. I get it though, I turned into a monster. I became this horrible young man whose ambition got the best of him. I lost sight of what was really important. I almost lost everything that year but I didn't expect to lose her as well. My best friend, my family, they were all gone. When she decided to leave halfway through our sixth year, I knew where I stood with her, she even left Ominis and he was her friend too. She claimed she couldn't be around me anymore. That it was too much for her." He sighed leaning back and resting his head against the wall.

"Tell me something, if what I did was so horrible in her eyes, why didn't she turn me in? It wasn't too much for her, I knew that was a lie, she was just done with me and had no use for me anymore. She said that I would never change so it made me even more determined to prove everyone wrong. I gave up dark magic, never cast an unforgivable curse again, and became a better man. I fucking made sure of it. I was so thankful when Ominis gave me another chance, I've never seen someone so proud of me before. Not even my sister. It filled me with so much joy to see him happy, to be able to rebuild our relationship. I wouldn't break his trust again. Then we met you." He smiled to himself.

"I wasn't sure I would make any friends when I transferred in. Everyone had already formed close bonds with their groups, I just kind of felt like an outsider. Then I got paired up with Ominis for potions." She gave a slight smile as the memory crossed her mind.

"He was so thankful that he met you. Then he introduced you to me and things just happened from there. It honestly felt like you completed our friendship. You were sweet yet didn't hesitate to put me in my place. You cared for Ominis when his own family didn't. The guys at school would practically drool over you, me included," He blushed. "Besides me, you were the first person to try and help Ominis in his classes, we were so in awe of you. A slytherin girl with a heart of gold. I couldn't help but fall for you, Ominis as well. Then that one night in The Room of Requirement happened and it changed our lives forever. The three of us got drunk, things just spiraled, and then we slept together." He bit his bottom lip.

"That still doesn't explain why you both chose me. When we started to sleep with one another, we all said that it would just be for fun and to work through sexual frustrations, no one was supposed to develop feelings." She said as she stared down at her feet.

"With everything that happened, do you really think I wouldn't fall for you? I couldn't help it. You just...you turned my world upside down and I thought you were the most amazing girl I had ever met. I knew that I loved you the night I broke down to you and told you all my secrets and what happened in my fifth year. The look you gave me just made me fall even harder for you. You stared at me with so much sympathy in your eyes. You didn't look at me like I was a monster, you held me in your arms and I knew...I couldn't let you go. That night, it wasn't just sex to me, it was everything. We formed a bond that night and you can't say we didn't." His gaze was piercing through her.

"Why didn't you say anything, Sebastian?" She said softly, feeling an ache in her chest.

"Because of Ominis, he loves you just as much as I do. I also didn't know how you felt and I just kept thinking how we weren't supposed to develop feelings for one another. I thought that if I said anything, it could destroy it all. So I loved you in silence, only talking about it with Ominis, he kept my secret because his was the same. We stepped back once things became too intense because we didn't want to make you choose between us. It broke our hearts but we knew it's what we had to do. We found comfort and devotion between each other but it still felt like something was missing." He blushed.

"When we were turned, Ominis and I gained clarity, we love you so much. You were the part of us that was missing, the piece of the puzzle we needed so we could be whole again. Why should we make you choose? Why can't you have both of us and in turn we have the woman we absolutely adore? I'm sorry about how we just took you, bringing you here, but we can not live without you, Vivian. We just can't. I'm also apologizing for never asking you how you felt. I was afraid of your answer but I'm not anymore. Do you love us?" He asked with complete sincerity in his dark eyes.

She tucked her hair behind her ear and hugged her body even tighter. She couldn't lie to him. If she did, she would just be lying to herself as well.

"I—I do love you. I love Ominis as well. I fell in love with both of you but didn't want to ruin our friendship. I couldn't choose between you two. We all should have said something, maybe this whole mess could have been avoided." She sighed as he stood up and slowly walked over to her. He was hesitant but reached up, tilting her chin, making her look him in the eyes.

"I'm so sorry for how I behaved earlier, for everything we did to you. I hope that you can forgive me. That you can forgive us eventually. We love you beyond words, Vivian." He kissed her forehead and pulled her in to embrace her.

He began to pet her hair, smoothing it out for her as he hugged her. "I'll make breakfast for you. Maybe you should try and see if you can wake Ominis. The three of us need to talk, we can work through this." He said as he placed kisses on the top of her head. "Let me clean you up," He grabbed another rag from a drawer next to them and dabbed it against her bite wound then he ran it under water and asked permission with his eyes to clean down her stomach and between her legs.

She nodded but said nothing as he untied her robe and wiped her clean. She fixed the negligee and sighed. He was so gentle and caring with her just now. One moment he was all aggressive passion, the next he was sweet and tender. Her entire being was in turmoil as he stepped away from her and she made her way to the kitchen door. Hopefully she could find her way back to the bedroom. She gave him one final look and he smiled softly at her before she left the room.

Yes. Her mind, heart, and body were definitely battling each other and what terrified her the most was that she might actually fall for these two men all over again. Her mind was trying to convince her how wrong this was, her heart wanted to love them both and just be happy with them, her body wept at the thought of them making love to her like they used to. A part of her wanted nothing more than to leave this place, another desperately wanting her to stay. All she could think about as she made her way back to the bedroom was, should they all just give in to what they wanted, starting a new life with one another?

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🩸Chapter 4🩸

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hi i love your work so so much! i was hoping to request a fic for dean x reader, where after a much-needed breakup, the two reunite perhaps a year later after spotting eachother across the venue of a ppv. they have a heart to heart and admit how much they miss one another and they get back together?? big emphasis on the eye contact where dean can’t look away from reader and she get shy and he follows her out the arena etc etc. thank u!!!!!

Thank you so much, hope you enjoy!!

Title: Miss You Much Pairing: Dean Ambrose x Reader Word Count: 1,093

At first, you’re sure your eyes are deceiving you from where you stand backstage, but after a double, maybe even a triple take, it’s evident that who and what you’re seeing is very real. Dean, your ex, stands just opposite you in the backstage corridor where you’re also waiting for your friend to return from the bathroom, and you already feel the butterflies beginning to flutter their wings in your stomach while a flush begins to creep its way up your neck.

It’s been a whole year since Dean ended things with you, and while time has truly been the best healer for you, it’s as though a wave of feelings you thought you’d repressed and buried come flooding right back to you when his eyes eventually meet yours from across the way backstage.

You can pinpoint the exact moment that the shock and awe sets in for Dean just as much as it had for you in the first place. He stands frozen in place at first while he allows reality the chance to sink in, and even though he’s inwardly screaming at himself to tear his eyes away from you, he can’t.

Hesitantly, Dean gives you a small wave before he begins to stride his way across to you like you’re magnetic to him, and he’s still clad in his gear from his match earlier tonight. Panic hits you like a freight train, and you know you have nowhere to go, so instead you brace yourself for an interaction you couldn’t have predicted would be happening right now.

“Hey,” he leads, sounding somewhat awkward and out of his comfort zone, “I, uh…I thought it was you, but I figured I’d come take a closer look just in case my eyes were playing tricks on me.”

The cheeky, subtle grin on his face earns a brief huff of a chuckle from you, and your eyes lock with his once more for a few seconds until you avert them again.

“Funny, I really did think mine were doing just that when I saw you,” your voice trembles slightly, but you recover quickly by clearing your throat and swallowing your nerves down, “Though I don’t really know why I’m so surprised. You were on the card for tonight, so…”

You trail off with a shrug, still unable to bring yourself to truly look at him again. You keep your arms crossed, hugging yourself for comfort while you fight to stop yourself from being overwhelmed by an onslaught of emotions in the moment.

“I…I should find my friend, anyway. Nice seeing you.”

You feed him a weak excuse of a get out of jail card, succumb to the feeling, not even giving Dean a second to reply before you turn in the opposite direction, desperate to leave. You hastily pace the corridor in search of the exit, and as soon as you find it, you practically burst through the doors and deeply inhale the fresh air before you sit down on a nearby curb.

You continue to take deep breaths in a feeble attempt to calm yourself down, remaining under the illusion that you’re completely alone now. Unbeknownst to you, Dean lingers near the door but keeps his distance, not wanting to startle you at first, instead waiting until you look up and catch sight of him.

“Look, I…I get it, I’m probably the last person you wanna see or speak to. But can you hear me out?”

Dean asks, and he doesn’t take a step closer until you agree to hear him out, albeit tentatively. You rest your elbows against your thighs where you sit, rubbing your hands over your face while Dean joins you in sitting on the curb.

“You should’ve just let me go. I didn’t know you were gonna follow me out here.”

“Yeah, well even I didn’t know I was gonna follow you, (Y/N). My feet kinda just carried me before I even knew what I was doing.”

He replies, and he falls silent for a moment while he mulls over his words.

“...I wanted to text you. Call you and tell you all this instead. I just never could bring myself to do it. And now that you’re here, I need you to listen to me.” he sighs before he continues, “I know I hurt you, (Y/N). And I’ve been kicking myself for it for the longest time. I hate that I did that to you, but I thought calling things off was the right thing to do at the time. But the more I thought about it, I…”

Dean pauses, if only to lock eyes with you, no sign of even wanting to look away from you. His expression turns soft, solemn, and you can see the sincerity in his eyes as he speaks and hear the integrity in his every word. You feel yourself melt under his gaze, his words stoking a fire in you as you long for him to say exactly what you’ve been wanting him to say.

“I’m not over you. I miss you. Ending things with you was one of the worst decisions I could’ve made. And I know I probably don’t deserve it, but if you’d have me, I’d really want to give things another shot with you. I don’t want to be without you.”

Your jaw hangs slack while his words sink in, and the butterflies that were initially in your stomach upon seeing him are now running rampant upon hearing the exact words you’ve been holding out on for the past year.

“You hurt me, Dean. Really hurt me.” you begin bluntly, any initial shyness now subsiding, “But…what we had was special. And you can probably already guess, but I’m not over you, either. And I miss you, too. And part of me has always been hoping this would happen at some point down the line.”

A flicker of a smile plays on your lips, and once Dean catches a glimpse of it, he begins to mirror you.

“Then what are we doing? I’m not saying we jump in head first or anything like that and pick up exactly where we left off, but why don’t we take it slow, give this another shot?”

Dean asks, a glimmer of hope in his eyes while he waits on your make or break answer.

“You have some serious making up to do for everything, but…yeah, Dean.” you agree with him, a soft smile on your lips, “We’ll take it slow, try again. I don’t want to be without you, either.”

[kaixserzz]

I LITERLALY CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT DOTTORE AKEDMIYA DOTTOR ZANDIK ❤💞💞💞

I'm just imagining akadmiya dottore and us being all romantic whilst on an expedition with other scholars. Like, dottore isn't being verbal with love confessions and acts that'd reek of adoration for you, but he'd most DEFINITELY be acting some type of way when ppl try communicating with you. Dude, he would be so BLATANT of his favoritism for you on this expedition, he's sharing his notes only with you, he's taking you out to see cool places in the mountains of sumeru, he'd go into that giant ruin guard and act all romantic with you (all while explaining the technology of the ruin guard and trying to operate its cabin like the nerd he is🥰)

The scholars who are travelling with you two are just confused on why dottore is so mean with them but so soft with you. Obviously, he's gonna try to make it seem like he holds some sort of grudge against you too, but it's so clear how much he likes you.

Dottore could have the nastiest scowl on his face, silently challenging his fellow classmates to an argument or a fight, but the minute you call for him to ask a question or something he's suddenly walking away with a now neutral expression on his face. HED JUST SPEAK TO YOU WITH THE SOFTEST VOICE WHIKE THE OTHER SCHOLARS ARE LIKE "bro wtf is going kn😭"

I KNOOOW RIGHT??? akademiya zandik is SUCH a cutie 😭😭

he's SO bad at showing he loves you, you just have to learn how he express himself you know?

AND EVERYTHING YOU SAID ANON IS SO TRUE IM LIKE GIGGLING AT THE IMAGE INSIDE MY HEAD... he really REALLY tries to be subtle, and he thinks he's slick but nah. almost EVERYONE knows what's up but they don't understand why YOU. you're not one of the top students, but you're nice and usually sociable. more sociable than your roommate, at least.

i like to think when he's called out about his behavior toward you, he'd immediately be like "wtf are you talking about" and ignores you for like, 10 minutes max before he's back sticking at your side and dragging you where ever he wants to go.

ADBSADSA AND WHEN HE NERDS OUT!! other scholars are trying to listen in to what he says so they can learn something, but one glare from him, and they just walk away in defeat. he wants to share his knowledge to YOU and YOU only!! others don't deserve it, they don't even treat him like he's human!

and he's so cute when he nerds out too 😭😭 his eyes are always twinkling when he starts ranting to you, and he gets so giddy and proud of himself whenever you look at him in awe as he maneuvers the ruin guard. if you look close enough, his neck and the tips of his eyes are completely red all the time when you listen to him so intently!!

i can just imagine if one of the scholars were talking down at you, he'd immediately jump in and obliterate whatever ego/pride they had. he'd point out how THEY'RE ultimately the very wrong one and how your theory is more accurate with the amount of proof you have.

zandik is so bad at hiding his affections for you DSAHDSAHDA he can't help it :( but at least others would know you're off limits !!

[2024-grimoire-challenge]

April Week 2 - Planetary Magic

This week will be another week with a lot of research and a lot prompts! It will be a long haul as we continue to tear through the cosmic witchcraft part of the challenge!

For each of these planetary prompts we will be looking up scientific information about the planets, physical properties, relative distances from earth, how many moons, and general makeup of the planets, as well as myths and legends about the planets.

Monday - Mercury, Venus

Research/ New Pages - Make a new page for each planet. Start by looking up the scientific information about each planet. What is the planet's physical and chemical makeup, physical properties, colors, orbit and rotation times, how many moons they have, their size and distance from earth and the sun. Then look at each planet in a metaphysical sense, are they related to any myths or deities? What magic if any is related to this planet? What does this planet represent in your practice and beliefs? What are the positive and negative aspects of this planet? What does this planet represent in the natal chart?

Research/ New Page - Herbal research - Pick another herb off of your list and make a new page looking at all of its aspects. Magical, mundane and medicinal.

Tuesday - Earth, Mars

Research/ New Pages - Make a new page for each planet. Start by looking up the scientific information about each planet. What is the planet's physical and chemical makeup, physical properties, colors, orbit and rotation times, how many moons they have, their size and distance from earth and the sun. Then look at each planet in a metaphysical sense, are they related to any myths or deities? What magic if any is related to this planet? What does this planet represent in your practice and beliefs? What are the positive and negative aspects of this planet? What does this planet represent in the natal chart?

Research/ New Page - Gemstone/ other research - Whatever else it is you've chosen to study for this prompt, do it! Research a gemstone and all of its properties, magical, medicinal and mundane, or a type of magic or tarot card or rune, whatever it is! Research everything you can about it!

Wednesday - Jupiter, Saturn

Research/ New Pages - Make a new page for each planet. Start by looking up the scientific information about each planet. What is the planet's physical and chemical makeup, physical properties, colors, orbit and rotation times, how many moons they have, their size and distance from earth and the sun. Then look at each planet in a metaphysical sense, are they related to any myths or deities? What magic if any is related to this planet? What does this planet represent in your practice and beliefs? What are the positive and negative aspects of this planet? What does this planet represent in the natal chart?

Practical/ New Page - If you haven't done so already, look up and record your natal chart and all of your planetary placements and what they mean in your life, and if you agree with them or not! It can be a fun exercise in introspection to look up and look into your natal chart!

Thursday -Uranus, Neptune, Pluto

Research/ New Pages - Make a new page for each planet. Start by looking up the scientific information about each planet. What is the planet's physical and chemical makeup, physical properties, colors, orbit and rotation times, how many moons they have, their size and distance from earth and the sun. Then look at each planet in a metaphysical sense, are they related to any myths or deities? What magic if any is related to this planet? What does this planet represent in your practice and beliefs? What are the positive and negative aspects of this planet? What does this planet represent in the natal chart?

Friday - Wrap Up

Practical- there are a plethora of apps and websites to help you locate the planets in the night sky. Find one and spend a little time outside locating and thinking about each planet and what it means to you.

That was an awful lot this week, I know but we made it!

I hope you're all continuing to enjoy the challenge and looking forward to more prompts and more learning about ourselves and our practices!

-Mod Hazel

[sayakxmi]

It's fine, dude, we all start with rambling, then eventually get somewhere later on XD

i think the treatment jake english got at the end of homestuck and beyond was really unjust and awful

like sure maybe he was a bit of a selfish ass but i dont think it was really his fault? i think he’s just like. autistic

like yeah he was neglecting his friendship with jane and only going on and on about his issues with dirk but like. jane never tried to talk to him about it until she snapped. like she encouraged him to get with dirk in the first place and he had no way of knowing that she didnt actually feel that way and she went along with every single one of jake’s one-sided conversations

maybe im just projecting but honestly to me it just seems like he’s not great with social cues and jane shouldve communicated better. i know they’re teenagers but likw. goddamn

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Can u make kiribaku x male reader fluff

(I’m so sorry I wrote this so late, college and Uni stuff has been kicking my ass 😢)

Genre: major angst, fluffy at the end I think?

Content: in which you and your boyfriends have some quality cuddle time after a bad mission

TW: child death, fire, bombs, explosions, near death experiences

The steady tick of the kitchen clock was a constant noise in the back of your mind. Its smooth tick proved to be a double-edged sword though; it’s meticulous rhythm face you something to focus on, but every second that passed made you grow more anxious.

Eijiro had sent you a text message earlier saying that they were on their way back from their patrol, but the lack of kisses and silly emojis at the end of the message proved to you that it was a bad shift. Even Katsuki, who is usually diligent in letting you know when he would grace you again, didn’t drop a text. It was incredibly out of character for the both of them, so you knew you would appreciate what you did.

Your almost Olympian sized bath tub was filled to the brim with warm, soapy water with Katsuki’s favourite bath salts and Eijiro’s favourite muscle soak. Fresh towels were on the radiator heating up, and their favourite pyjamas were folded neatly on your bed.

You were pulled from your thoughts by the door opening. Your two muscular boyfriends were almost silent, eyes downcast and smiles all gone. Instead of hugging them right away, you gave them a second to remove their hero gear and trudge after you to the kitchen.

Katsuki was utterly solemn, and you knew that look. It was the look of failure, the exact same look at the battle of All Might and All for One all those years ago.

With a tentative grip, you gently caressed Katsuki’s arm to see if he would shake you off. Upon a slight flinch but no other reaction, you slid your way down to his hand and squeezed softly. He didn’t look up at you, but the gritted teeth and wet cheeks told you everything he needed to know.

You closed the gap, your arms wrapped around him in a one-sided hug as he trembled and sobbed into your shoulders. No effort to comfort him was made; he hated it when you told him that it would all be okay. He needed some time, and you were more than welcome to give him that.

Eijiro crept his way over and joined you, resting his head against yours and Katsuki’s shoulders. He also trembled in both of your grips. All three of you stood like that, soft touches, feather like kisses, the smell of smoke and sadness poisoning the air.

Eijiro was the first to stop trembling. With a grimy arm, he wiped his tears away and turned his focus back to you.

“I-it was so.. so awful, babe! There was so much smoke, and children, and villains, and I-“ he let out another sob and nestled himself back into your grip.

You held him tightly to ground him, both of your boys dampening your shirt. Katsuki stilled before letting out a breath.

“It was an attack in Kyoto prefecture, right in the middle of a giant shopping centre. There were so many villains, everywhere you looked, the bastards were lurkin’. A massive fuckin’ bomb was let off, like one of my Howitzer impacts. Kids were separated from their families,” he choked out, still not looking at anyone.

“We tried to get the fuckers, but they vanished outta the fuckin’ air. So we decided to evacuate everyone that we could find. There was so much fuckin’ fire, it was so freakin’ difficult to breath. But damnit, there was -“ Katsuki’s voice cracked. Eijiro rubbed his shoulder soothingly as he took over the story.

“We found a family who was missing a child. They were the last people to be evacuated, so we went back in to find the kid…

The kid.. oh my fucking god, the blood,” Eijiro whimpered.

“He was buried under rubble, hardly breathing at all. He somehow saw us and even though he was fucking dying, his face lit up when he saw us. He managed to find the strength to tell us we were our favourite heroes,” Eijiro sobbed bitterly.

“The little fucker, he knew he was dying. He told us- oh fucking god. He told us that we shouldn’t beat ourselves up over his death. Even though he was so tired, that it was the biggest honour of his life to have been saved by us,” Eijiro was gasping for air from his tears. Katsuki looked up.

“It never gets easier. Having to hand over the corpses of civilians we.. that I failed. I just… I never anticipated the next one to be so small,” he whimpered.

The tears were flowing from your eyes at the news. You hugged your boys even tighter, and that’s how you stayed. Swaying in the kitchen as you clung to each other for comfort.

You were the first to break the group. With a gentle hand, you cupped a cheek from each of your boyfriends before grabbing both hands and leading them to the bathroom.

Although there were still a few hiccups, both of your boyfriends looked as happy as they could have been. You squeezed each hand and looked at them.

“I’ll go and make you both something to eat. Please, just relax and try to enjoy the bath. I know it’s been a hard day, so take it easy,” you pleaded.

“…okay. We’ll try,” Katsuki mumbled. Eijiro nodded. You smiled at them before taking off to the kitchen.

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Katsuki was done first. He plodded down the stairs, his undercut looking freshly shaved. He smelled a load better, but the eye bags gave his mental state away. Still, you were pleased that he tried to freshen up a little.

Eijiro trotted down next, seemingly in a better mood. He gave a wan smile as he saw the plate of sandwiches on the table. Your boys never ate much after a bad mission like this, but you wanted them to eat something nutritious.

Katsuki and Eijiro each nibbled on a sandwich as they sat on the couch as you looked on with love. You were glad they tried eating, even if it was only to please you. After they were finished, you led them to the bedroom where the bed was freshly made. Both of your boyfriends crashed on the bed, seemingly not having the energy to crawl under the sheets. You tugged it from under them and rearranged them so they could both cuddle you comfortably.

It was so warm under the blanket that if it wasn’t for the awful mission they just had, they would have easily succumbed to sleep. However, they substituted sleep for burying their faces into the warmth’s of your neck. Soft trembles filled the room and shook the bed, as you stroked your hero’s’ hair and crooned softly until they fell dead asleep in your neck.

No matter how many times they would fall apart, you would be there to put them back together.

[urapunk]

Bruna and Max angst because i hate you all/j

Bruna tries to validate him more than gary does, but with how deep max is into his process, he doesnt care much for the kisses or hugs when he could hear gary say he's a smart one.

when max sleeps in her dorm bruna finds herself crying and cradling his head, wishing she qouldve just went with one of the jocks or another prep. She loves him buts its a cost she cant handle

When shes in his dorm and hes in the bathroom, she rummages his drawers and prays she can find his medication as if gary hadnt thrown it out yet. When he leaves the batheopm shes gone, because the sight of what gary does to him she cant stand.

When max and bruna had their first fallout after he said he'd choose gary, she came to gary the next day with red undereyes in lazier clothes like tights and a sweater, and tries to pay gary to just leave him alone

Gary felt remorse. Buried deep in his uncaring simple heart, knowing he'd never carw about this situation again in 30 minutes, he gave her a simple pat on the back.

Managed to get max on his meds for a few days, but only for him to 'accidentally' spill them on the floor. bruna feels a churning, frustrated anxiety in her chest when she sees the mess and an uncaring looking messax and she feels like shes dating someone so immature for their age. she cleans it up and he doesnt help while she holds back the tears.

her grades began to drop and so did her mental health, leading her to nearly get kicked from ghe cheer team if she didnt fix it up. Because its always hers to fix.

for the 3 days he was medicated, he nearly had a falling out woth gary because he was less erratic and more sensible, which led gary to try and convince him to toss out the meds, gary lied and said he had the same perscription, and it gave him a seizure or something awful. It scared max which provoked the spill.

Bruna nearly busts down garys dorm when she finds out it was him, because luckily max had taken the medication the morning of the spill and was still willing to talk to her. Gary's face was left red and slapped, while a messy, disgusting crying snotty bruna sat kn her knees against the doorway mummering about how she just wishes he knew better.

[quillkiller]

okay you have officially piqued my curiosity to the utmost about effiebarty…tell me all…please…

omg…… buckle in….

so i’ve talked about them lots and lots and lots so here’s some context:

moodboard i made a million years ago

their dynamic <3

barty as effies kept boy agenda with saints

a lil christmas nsfw au snippet

microfic i wrote for the poolboy!barty and bored!housewife au :~)

ok so i have more than one au for effiebarty… but bottom line is almost always bored housewife effie and 22 year old delinquent barty stumbling into each other. my favorite is the poolboy au (which is the setting on the microfic). one thing about me is that i will always make women worse and greedy and selfish. ENOUGH of perfect mother euphemia potter, the kindness in her heart, her motherly instincts….. let her fuck that freaky 22 year old covered kn tattoos.. let her have the messiest most ill-advised affair behind montys back. something something how women always feel repressed and monstrous because we always have to be good and lovely sugar spice and everything nice. the inherent monstrous feeling of being forced into patriarchal womanhood and always feeling like you’re awful and bad and gross and disgusting just for having feelings and desires…. let euphemia break free from that and have a freaky explicit affair with a guy half her age who’s entirely obsessed with her simply because it makes her feel good. makes her feel alive.. makes her body an okay place to be whenever barty takes her to a disgusting burger joint and they share fries and milkshake before he eats her out at the hood of his shitty car .. repressed housewives i love you forever

its also just sort of an exploration of power dynamics in age gap relationships because theres barely any at all with older woman/younger guy ?? LET OLDER WOMEN BE SEXUAL BEINGS !!! let barty absolutely salivate after euphemia potter in a bathing suit !!!!!!! grey hairs and wrinkles and all <3 i also just personally find the dynamic more interesting when its an older woman/younger guy because like…. the dynamic is different ?? its not an old creepy man wanting to possess a 20 year old girl, instead its an older repressed woman/housewife exploring her own wants and needs and desires . unlearning that sex doesn’t make you dirty at 50 years old from this 22 year old looking at you like you hung the moon and stars .. <- not saying this is a healthy relationship just because shes the older one/hes the younger one, but i AM saying it’s different from m/f age gap relationships between older men/younger women. here on quillkiller dot tumblr dot come we believe in womens rights to be depraved and fucked up from patriarchal violence and/or patriarchal ideals

then there’s the toxic foursome au…… which i have a tag for (/toxic foursome) which is really mostly about bartylus….. they’re both scheming to seduce monty and effie literally. just because. reg is going to seduce monty and barty is going to seduce effie and then bartylus fuck nasty about it on the daily… like the entire thing is just foreplay to them :/……. more about that here …. <3 (<- also i read that ask wrong so sorry to that anon for taking you ask and running with it in the other direction…💗)

[child-of-the-vast]

im so rry. was b eing a di ck. im s orry. its j ust so ha rd. yo u rem ember- yo u kn ow. im so rry. such bu llshit th at they le t him ou t. so rry for pus hing yo u aw ay. just sc ared.

It’s okay El. You don’t need to apologize to me. I know. It’s okay to be scared. And I’m glad you’ve come around. I was really worried about you.