#just gimme it okie

[prettypangolins]

What really sucks about gluten free stuff (apart from it never being as good as the original) is that it's often lumped in with dairy free/vegan and I'm just sitting here like whyyyyy where am I supposed to get protein from huh?? And my calcium for my thrice-at-risk-of-osteoporosis bones??? And have you ever tried vegan stuff/food made with dairy alternatives that aren't pure rice or coconut milk? They're gross! Macaroni cheese, but you're not allowed the fuckin cheese on top of not being able to have real pasta???? Hell. Nightmare. Gimme my DAIRY! I bet anyone with a dairy allergy isn't having fun with the gluten free side either. Yuck. And while I'm on a Rant, why the FUCK are you putting fuckin apple in the gluten free version of JAFFA CAKES?????? Just... why why why are they trying to cater to all these things at once. Terrible. The only overlap I'm thankful for is the nut free thing, bc if you're ever in a cafe or wherever their gluten free cake is 95% likely to contain nuts bc apparently anyone wanting gluten free is also a fuckin vegan and capable of eating nuts?? Bleh. Even the shit in shops is more often gluten & dairy free/vegan than it is gluten free & nut free. I'm dying here. I'm starving. I'm withering away and I'm full of spite and rage at the predatory pricing and the extorionate shit I have to face any time I want to eat food.

[wonderjanga]

Marvel and the Street Kids

Billy likes helping people. Especially people who have, and are still going through something he’s also experienced. Hunger, brokeness, homelessness, if you’ve had to go through any of those things, Billy’s probably going to favor you more than most of the other people he’s saved. I mean, after all, he knows what all of that feels like. It’s why he helps out around soup kitchens a lot. It’s why he donates a hefty bit of his paycheck to homeless shelters and charities. It’s why he works to keep drugs off the streets, and crime at a low. He doesn’t want anyone, man, woman, or child to experience what he has. So, here’s a couple instances where he’s helping some homeless kids we know. (Btw this is the same AU as the Billy and the Robins post. In that post, basically Billy knew Dick and Jason when the two were both Robins) Roy: *in Speedy costume* “Hey Robin, who do you go to whenever you need advice?”

Robin!Jason: *in Robin costume* “Batman, why?”

Roy: “Right, cool. Cool, but what if you can’t ask him a certain question?”

Robin!Jason: ��Oh, then I go to Marvel!”

Roy: “Marvel? Like Captain Marvel?”

Robin!Jason: “Yeah!”

Roy: “Huh. Uh… okay then.”

Robin!Jason: “Why do you ask?”

Roy: “No reason.”

Then, a little bit after Oliver kicked Roy out, Marvel was in Star City because Green Arrow needed him for whatever. As of now, Roy was walking down the street, upset because obviously. It’s been an about three days since he was kicked out by someone he considered his dad. All because he had a wee little problem with painkillers, and wee little problem with heroin. You’re supposed to help people who’re addicted. Especially if they’re family. You don’t just kick them out… right?

Roy: *walking down the sidewalk*

Marvel: *flying when he sees him*

Roy: *not paying attention*

Marvel: *flies down in front of him*

Roy: *bumps into Marvel* “Hey, watch where you’re goooo…wha…?” *slowly looks up until he’s craning his neck to look up at him*

Marvel: “Aren’t you GA’s boy?” *looks confused* “What’re you doing out this late?”

Roy: “What?”

Marvel: “Yeah! You’re uh…” *snaps fingers a couple times, thinking* “Speedy. Right?”

Roy: “Do I know you…?” *looks Marvel up in down*

Marvel: “Oh, my bad.” *holds hand out for handshake* “I’m Captain Marvel. I don’t think we’ve properly met.”

Roy: *doesn’t shake hand* “Well you already know me. I’m Speedy.” *shrugs*

They both talk. Marvel gets Roy to open up a bit after he gets the kid a hotdog. While they’re both sitting on a bench eating their respective hotdogs, (I saw the Marvel in civvies post and he’s wearing that exact fit. He magicked up the red sweater, the yellow hat, and the jeans so they could eat in peace) the archer remembers his conversation with Jason. So, he decides he might as well bite the bullet since his friend hyped up the guy so much.

Roy: “Hey… I gotta ask something.”

Marvel: “Hm?” *mid chew*

Roy: “You wouldn’t happen to know any good struggle meals, would you?”

Marvel: *finishes hotdog* “Yeah? I do. You wanna learn some?”

Roy: *hasn’t told Marvel about him being homeless now* “Yeah.” *takes bite of his hotdog*

Marvel: “Okie doki then.”

Roy: “You aren’t gonna ask why?”

Marvel: “It’s not really my place. Unless you want me to ask?”

Roy: “Nah, not really.” *finishes his hotdog*

Marvel: “Then I won’t.” *stands up* “Alright! To the nearest Chuck E. Cheese!” *points in a random direction*

Roy: *also stands up, raising a brow at him. Moves Marvel’s arm in the correct direction* “Why are we going to a Chuck E. Cheese?”

Marvel: “You’ll see. Cmon!” *starts jogging in the direction Roy corrected him to*

Roy: “Dude, wait up!”

When they’re now outside the Chuck E. Cheese…

Marvel: “Alright. So, here’s what you’re gon— Are you good?”

Roy: *out of breath because they just ran about three blocks* “Yeah… Yeah. I’m good. Just uh— gimme a sec.”

Marvel: *gives him until he feels better*

Roy: *looking better now* “So, what were you saying?”

Marvel: “Right, so what you’re gonna be doing is, see those tables?” *gestures to the booths through the Chuck E. Cheese’s windows. Some booths have leftover pizza and chicken wings in them*

Roy: *nods head*

Marvel: “Okay, great. So you’re gonna go steal all of that.”

Roy: *blinks at him before the most befuddled, bamboozled, puzzled expression crosses his face* “What?”

Marvel: “You’re going. To steal. All of that.” *gestures to the tables again*

Roy: *looks between Marvel and the tables* “Dude, I am not stealing scraps from the fucking Chuck E. Cheese tables.”

Marvel: “How else do you expect to get food then?”

Roy: “I don’t know! I expected you to teach me some cheap recipes or something stupid like that!”

Marvel: “Oooooooh, so you don't want struggle meals then.”

Roy: “No, I do. A struggle meal is something like a ketchup sandwich. This is way worse than a goddamn struggle meal.”

Marvel: “You and I clearly have different definitions of a struggle meal, but okay. Also, chill with the cursing, man. I can teach you something cheap if that’s what you actually want.”

Roy: “Okay then, thank you, because the day I need to steal scraps from a Chuck E. Cheese, is the day I lose my dignity.”

Marvel: “Yeah, yeah, come on. Let’s just go to a grocery store.”

Then, there was Cassandra Cain. She was homeless for about nine years before she went to Gotham when she was seventeen. During her homelessness, she never really stayed in one place. One of the places she ended up in was Fawcett when she was about sixteen. There, she met Captain Marvel. She man saved her from a mugging she was about to take care of herself.

Marvel: *staring at her because Solomon’s whispering about how she’s worthy*

Cassandra: *staring right back, picking up confusion in the man’s body language*

Marvel: “What’s your name, miss?”

Cassandra: *stares blankly at him* (Guys, this is before she learned most stuff. So she has no idea what he’s saying and has to go off of body language alone.)

Marvel: *stares back* “Can… You not speak?”

Cassandra: *continues to stare blankly*

Marvel: *sighs* “I’ll take that as a no.” *reaches into pocket dimension*

Cassandra: *startled when she sees half the man’s arm disappear*

Marvel: *pulls out some money and puts it in one of her hands* “Please take this. I can tell you don’t have a home. Starving isn’t fun.”

Cassandra: *sees understanding in Marvel’s body language and looks at the money in her hand then back at Marvel*

Marvel: *hovering off the ground* “Stay safe, miss.” *gives her a little wave before flying off*

Cassandra: *watches him go*

They meet more times after that, and soon, Cassandra ends up being one of the many homeless kids he checks up on. Cassandra comes to enjoy the man’s presence, and Marvel comes to enjoy hers as well. She eventually gets a really good read on the man after a while and he gets a good read on her. She even mimicked the man’s bodily expressions sometimes with a nod here, or a shrug there. Marvel even got to learn her name after she gestured to one of the other kids who had a cast on their leg. He guessed a couple times before he got her actual name. They ended up having to charade it, Beetlejuice style.

Marvel: “Cassie?”

Cassandra: *makes a so-so motion with her hand* (something she picked up from the man) *makes a motion that was supposed to convey it was longer*

Marvel: “Longer…?” *pauses to think for a solid 20 seconds* “Cassandra?”

Cassandra: *gives him a thumbs up* (another gesture learned from him)

Marvel: “Wait that’s actually your name?” *body language shows he’s happy he got it right*

Cassandra: *blankly stares* (Again guys, she has no clue what he’s saying)

Marvel: “Oh, this is awesome!” *body language shows he gets happier. He starts yapping about stuff*

Cassandra: *listens even though it’s all gibberish to her*

Cass liked that she could depend on someone. The man was… sunny. That’s the best way to put it. She liked listening to him talk. He never expected an answer or response. She liked that. She also liked that when she did try to respond, he was patient and did his best to try and understand her. Their friendship (sort of father daughter thing) continued until she was almost seventeen, and soon, things came to an end.

Marvel: “You’re leaving?” *body language shows concern*

Cassandra: *saw him look to the backpack stuffed with things for the trip to the next town. she nods her head*

Marvel: *body language shows disappointment for a moment before acceptance* “I see.” *gives her a warm smile* “It was nice knowing you, Cassandra.” *gives her same little wave he gave her when they first met* “I hope we get to meet again.”

Cassandra: *waves back unlike the first time they met and leaves*

They actually met again, unbeknownst to Marvel, when he was in Gotham to help Bruce with something. They got paired up together to go and do something for the mission.

Marvel: “You know, you remind me of this girl I knew from a while ago.”

Cassandra: *silence and a stare because she knows he’s talking about herself*

Marvel: “Yeah, she would’ve done that same blank stare too.”

Cassandra: *wondering how he knows she’s pulling the same face as herself*

Some goons decided to interrupt them before she could figure that out.

[mukbangg]

Can you maybe do one where billy and fem!reader have been in a relationship for a year or something like that and haven’t gotten intimate yet and one day when they’re hanging out somewhere their kids kind of turns into a make out session and billy indicates he wants to go further but reader is scared so he kind of guides her in a comforting way?

Thank you!!

Oki

Being with billy is like honey.

Hes so warm you practically melt whenever you're near him and your giddy grin is reflex at this point.

Sweet sweet Billy, jesus you're drunk off him hes just so lovely.

Sometimes you spend hours kissing him like you can inhale him, saliva slick on both your chins as you suck his bottom lip and lick the roof of his mouth.(he always snorts when you do that its ticklish)

Though, all these intense makeout sessions never lead anywhere. As soon as his hands slid a little lower, you're jolting, breath stilling as you pull away with an almost shameful look. Billy doesnt mind though, hes always quick to assure you that you dont have to do anything you're not comfortable with.

Sweet, gentle Billy,despite all his bloody history and those unnerving eyes which was the last glimpse of many men before their inevitable death at his hands. He presses soft kisses into your hair, whisper honeyed words into your ear, and you're cuddling into his chest, assured that you've got nothing to be sorry for.

Maybe its all the stories from the brothel woman, the mid wives and mothers and such, its built up some subconscious fear of the act itself that it makes you hesitate each time.

So when you find yourself in his lap, panting into each other's mouths as you grind down on him, the same fear grips you and you freeze.

Billy understood immediately, pulling away as his palm cups your nape and forehead presses against yours.

"Hey doll,"

He murmurs, nudging your nose with his.

"Back to earth? We dont got to do anything, hmm?"

He kisses your cupid's bow softly, tongue darting out to lick your lips.

"I like kissing you anyways. We can just do that,'kay doll?"

But you're shaking your head slowly, teeth digging into your bottom lip.

"I can...I wanna do this, Billy. With you,"

He hears the hesitance in your voice and he quirks his lips to the side, humming in thought.

"You sure? Dont wanna make you feel forced or anything. You know that you dont have to, right?"

And you nod your head, smiling up at him all sweet the way he knows you're not changing your mind.

"My best girl,"

He whispers, dropping his head down to the crook of your neck, kissing the soft skin there.

"You'll tell me if you dont wanna, 'kay doll? I'll be real gentle, I promise,"

And gentle he was, practically worshipping you as he slips your dress off, kiss up your thighs and slide your panties off. Your legs instinctively try to close, but hes fit himself between them, just resting his chin below your belly button.

"Shy, arent you?"

He murmurs, lips curving into a loopy smile.

"Here, gimme your hands, doll,"

You reach down obediently, lips pursed before you let them quirk up in a tight smile when he places your hands over his eyes.

Your soft squeeze was all he needs before hes kissing down your pussy lips, tongue diving in to lap at your already drooling hole up to you cute little clit. Hes so slow, making sure you know he wants to take care of you. And before you know it, your hands had slide up to curl in his hair, tugging softly hips bucking into his face and he chuckles into your wet pussy knowing hes got you over your hurdle.

Hai who am I kidding, heres an extra drabble:

"Fuuucckkk doll, your lil' cunny's sucking me all the way in,"

Billy huffs, breathless as you writhed under him.

Hes got one large palm on your belly, pressing down slightly on the small bulge that's visible when he thrusts into you.

"All this time I've been jerking myself, and you've had this sweet cunt right hereohhhh fuck-"

He chokes out before hes cumming again, emptying his balls straight into your womb.

And you? You dont know how many times you've cummed already, too dumbed out and filled with pleasure(and cum).

The bottom of you butt is wet, a mixture of both your fluids spilling out your abused hole whenever he fucks into you. The loud squelch as he shifts was vile, a fat glob leaking out your when he pulls out, gliding his still hard cock through your fold.

Billy taps your face, running his hand through your mussed hair.

He runs the swollen head of his cock against your clit, earning a squeal from you as he chuckles.

"Aaandd shes gone. Fucked you dumb did I, doll?"

"Billllyyyyy!!! S'too much-"

But you dont get to finsh as your voice tapers off into a sob, his thumb sliding across your aching clit, slipping a little from how slick it is.

"C'mon doll, y'can do it, c'mon- ahfuck,"

He pushes his thick cock in just as you squirt, coating his pelvis as he continues rubbing your clit.

"Billy- billy-"

You sob, each snap of his hips coaxing spurts of clear liquid out as his tip hits that sweet spot in you just right.

"You're ready to be a momma for me, hmm? My pretty lil' momma,"

Gods, what were you thinking denying yourself Billy's cock this whole time? Every jolt of pleasure fries straight up your spine and zaps every thought out your head. You just wanna take every load he dumps in you, let him plug you with his fingers as he fuck his cum back in.

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

Bad Day part 1 of ?

Tags: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, reader is having a bad day and so am I, i wrote this for me but you can read it, can be read platonically, I drew the little bunny with the umbrella

Someone shouted your name and you ducked further underneath the covers. They shouted it again, and again, and again-

You sighed, reaching for your headphones on your nightstand. Instead your claws brushed someone’s arm.

“My my, trying to hold my hand are we?”

You withdrew your hand and told Alastor to get lost. The Radio Demon tilted his head, his grin unmoving even as his eyes narrowed. Red eyes watched you intently, trailing up and down your form and- okay now the yelling was bothering him.

Alastor opened your door for you, grin twitching at the corner.

“HEEEeeeyy- You….are not who I was expecting.” Lucifer mumbled, pointing up at Alastor.

Alastor’s grin widened, baring his gums. “Did you need something, your majesty?”

“Uh. Yeah. Move it.” Lucifer said, waving Alastor away. Alastor’s ears pinned back, grin contorting into something of a snarl.

You shoved Alastor out into the hallway with Lucifer and closed the door on them both. Radio Demon and King of Hell stood with equally confused expressions.

“What did you do?” Lucifer hissed through a false grin.

“Clearly, your persistent screeching of their name got on their nerves.” Alastor said with an equally false grin.

You yelled at them to shut up.

“…Okay, move it Bambi.” Lucifer said, shoving Alastor aside. He knocked on your door again, calling your name “Is everything all right?”

You told him to go away.

Alastor scoffed, merging into the shadows when he heard your voice again. This time, you said if he just appeared in your room again that you were going to shove his shadow down his throat. You then repeated the go away thing.

His ears twitched, glancing at the king. Lucifer looked back at him and a strange understanding went between them.

The conclusion reached: you were having a super not-good day.

Alastor and Lucifer loathed each other. Everything about the other just hit the right nerve to send any interaction they had to hostility. Yet they were willing to put that aside, for a bit.

For you.

Alastor knocked on the door “Do you need anything, dear?”

You told him to leave you alone.

“Okie-doke.” Lucifer chirped, smiling awkwardly at the door “Gimme a call if you do!”

You said okay.

The two demons meandered away from your bedroom door and ended up in the parlor. Alastor was pacing back and forth, Lucifer sitting upside down on the couch kicking his feet. You were not having a good day. That was apparent. But you did not want company either. Which made comforting you difficult.

“Hey, what’s for dinner tonight?” Lucifer asked absent mindedly, eyes tracing the intricate designs of the ceiling.

“Your question is idiotic in nature and so are you.” Alastor said without missing a beat.

Lucifer rolled his eyes “Yeah, yeah. Whatever it is, we should change it.” He recommended your favorite.

Alastor’s pacing stopped a moment, ear flicking. “…Hm. Fascinating. The temperature had not changed.”

“Eh?”

“You had a good idea and Hell hasn’t frozen over.”

“Oh, fuck you.” Lucifer muttered, flipping him off. He rolled off the couch and onto his feet, kicking up his hat to settle it onto his head. “Right, just a quick snap-“

Alastor slapped his hand down, eye twitching “Listen you tacky circus freak, meals with actual time and effort behind them taste better and mean more than anything you can just magic up.”

Lucifer shrugged in on himself, grinning a bit sheepishly. “Oh. Yeah. Good point.”

[mayisgoingnuts]

OKIE SO!! I saw @bulldog-geckorahhhhh making a lil game and decided to make it aswell!! Well it's not exactly a GAME but- anyway/silly

Gimme headcanons that you guys have with my OC's!!

PS: Not specifically the OC's from the pics, you can also mention others if you want, they're just the main ones I've talked about.

OC's: April (1st pic), Scar & Denny & Theodor (2nd pic - on that order), JJD (3rd pic) and Joy (4th pic)

TAGGING THE GUYS‼️ @merwynsartblog @clownazon @sunny6677 @jonesy-squish @/bulldog-geckorahhhhh (already tagged) @royphobia @luzxii @lynniezdoodles @paperbagirlratlover @articus-icecream

[kingdomsaurushearts]

Oki doki.

My Videogame Server is basically ready.

It is by invite only for now, so I can ease into it.

so if you'd like to join, just gimme a lil DM!

It'll mostly be KH but I have a few other categories in there.

[caitlynskitten]

Hmmmm, I am having the unholiest of thoughts about threesomes between Wenclair + Yoko mmmmmmmmm

Just Enid & Yoko laying their claim on Wednesday (Yoko less literal, Wednesday is Enid’s and she respects that) but still taking the time to make sure Wednesday knows her place, below them. Just taking turns absolutely ruining Wednesday till she’s barely functioning

Okie, I’m definitely writing this, gimme a couple days lol

Omg PLEASE I wanna read it when you’re done 😭😭😭😭

Something about submissive and obedient Wednesday under Enid’s control just…. it makes her feel a certain type of way. And while yes, Wednesday is still hers, there’s a lot of history between Enid and Yoko that Enid is comfortable also having the vampire have her away with Wednesday.

Wednesday enjoys it, surprisingly. But I think this also means outside of the bedroom, Wednesday can be as mean to Yoko as she wants. She can bully her and push her around as she pleases. Yoko of course lets her. Because she gets her revenge.

Imagine the three of them around Bianca and Divina and Wednesday is her usual, heartless self being rude and mean to the vampire. Even going as far as to bully her straight up. While Wednesday enjoys it, she knows she’ll enjoy being put in her place even more.

The next time Yoko goes to their room, she pins Wednesday to the floor. “You really enjoyed that, huh? You fucking brat”

“I do, I really do. What’re you going to do about it?” Wednesday asks as her panties start to soak.

Yoko gets up and closes and locks the door behind her.

“On the bed. Get into position. You want mean? I’ll show you mean”

[angelbvn]

IVE ONLY GOTTEN PAST SOME OF THE LVL 23 ONES ;-; AHHHH

expert on pjsk is wild

[snowangeldotmp3]

i'm. very bored and unmotivated can u gimme a lot of ronance fic recs?

YES I CAN!

ok. this is not a comprehensive list of every ronance fic i've read (we'd be here...a while...if that were the case.) so here is a handful that i've read recently/re-read recently! there will still be... a few, so i'm gonna put them all under the cut!

monster of the week by @freezeveganpolice (x-files ronance fic. it's incredible)

stop making this hurt by @beetlesandstarss (spidey ronance!)

all strung out by polterjap on ao3! (20k spidey ronance!)

you're out of touch, i'm out of time by @lesbianancyy (i can't say a whole lot about this one without spoiling it. just. trust.)

the devil's after both of us (flayed robin!) AND the story that we found ourselves in by @eskawrites (another one i can't say much about lest i spoil it but. TRUST. trust.)

i'm going into the ground for you by @figthefruitfaeth (this one is more of a nancy characters study but i reread it all the time.)

the tide rises with the moon by nervoussunsetcat on ao3 (werewolf robin and mermaid nancy!)

choke up (on your bat and on my heart) by @ninthhousesteel (THE SOFTBALL RONANCE FIC EVER. SERIOUSLY.)

some that fall, don't land in bubbles by @lesbianlotties (mermaid ronance. big tw here for suicide/suicidal themes! but GOD...the found family of it all <3 has made me sob.)

okie dokie. that's all i've got for now! i recommend all of these writers anyway, so check out their other ronance works as well! but yeah these are the ones that came to the forefront of my mind the quickest. go show them some love!! <3

[spideycatt]

Hair Day || M.M x BlackBoho!Reader

Oneshot

Synopsis:

You do Miles' hair, to say he's tenderheaded is an understatement... (can be read as 1610 or 42 Miles)

Word Count: 1.4K

Song Recs: Dangerous // Meek Mill, Trust // Brent Faiyaz, 2AM // SZA, My Boo // Usher

Warnings: Fem Reader, Reader has a potty mouth (use of the word nigga like 3 times), use of aave (mainly reader, some miles), smoking dojaaaa, shot-gunning, reader has locs, banter, suggestive jokes (Miles is a jokester y'all), reader is black (cuz some of y'all can't read), no spanish bc I'm rusty with it rn :(

I think that's it lol. lmk if I missed something!!

[not proofread]

"I was in love with you when we were younger, you were myyyy, my boo." You sang and nodded your head to the beat of "My Boo," playing off your speaker, bracelets dangling together as you got all your hair products together. Miles texted you a couple of hours ago asking if you could wash and braid his hair for him since his mom was at work. That leaves you here now, on the floor, searching for your mousse under your bathroom sink.

"You know, seeing you like this is funny.."

You jumped and hit your head on the cabinet (ouchie) as you heard your boyfriend's voice suddenly behind you. Whipping your head around to glare at the tall boy, quick to fuss at him. "Bro, who told you you could just pop up whenever you wanted without texting first?"

"Uhm, first of all, I'm not your bro," He said, pulling you off the ground. "And I did text baby, but it seems like you were away from the phone." He finishes as he tries to put a small peck to your lips, but you move your head to the side. "Damn, baby. It's like that now?"

"Nigga don't play with me. You fucking made me hit my head, so yeah, it's like that," you answer like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "How'd you even get in?" you wondered aloud, quickly getting your answer as you glanced at your now open window. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh. You should start locking that."

"As if that shit would stop you."

"You got me there." He chuckled, looking at you walk to change the song on your phone. 2 AM by SZA starts playing. "Whatya looking for anyway?" your boyfriend questions you. "Mousse, you said you wanted braids, right?" You reply, looking at him over your shoulder as he nods. "Gimme a sec. I'm gonna go ask my mom if she has some," you uttered before leaving the room. Miles took a second to take in your room; it's been a while since he's been in here since you both have been busy with school and work. He missed the smell of your incense burning and the after-smell of the weed you almost always smoked before he got there. You snap him out of his trance as you walk back into the room with the mousse you'd been searching for.

"Aight lil' nigga get in the bathroom," You pat him on the shoulder. "Shirt off, too."

"Oh?" he smirked.

"Miles."

"Right."

You made quick work of setting the towel on the floor and another on the edge of the tub, having a feeling he was gonna wet everything up. "Okie-dokie on your butt." You say as you stand over him, removing your wrist jewelry and putting your locs up in a bun. He looks up at you with a weird smug look on his face. "Y'know, you standing over me like that reminds me of-"

"Don't een finish that sentence." You cut him off with a pointed look.

"Right."

"C'mon baby, lean your head back, and scoot down a lil bit. You know you tall." You guide him while turning on the faucet.

"You're really pretty.." he whispered, looking up at you getting the shampoo and conditioner. You chuckled while kicking off your long skirt to reveal shorts underneath, "Thanks, Miles."

Squirting shampoo on your hands, you lean over to massage it into Miles' scalp thoroughly, moving onto the ends once you finished soaping up his roots. You move one hand to fix your shirt, not doubting that your cleavage is all in your boyfriend's face. Not that he would complain.

It seems like you might've tugged your hand away from Miles' hair too quickly, making him hiss with a slight wince.

"Mami, at least try to be gentle." He whined loudly, bringing his hands up to latch onto your thigh.

"Boy, if you don't get ya ass off me while I'm trying to finish this! Stop being a baby, and it's not my fault you're so damn tender-headed."

"Rude..."

You rinse out his hair a little gentler this time, getting the wide tooth comb out to detangle his hair.

"Aight, just gotta detangle and condition it, and we'll be done!" You smiled and leaned down to peck his cheek. "Be good. This might hurt. If you start screaming and hollering, imma pop you."

And boy, did he get popped—a lot.

"Miles, calm down. This is the last section!" You laughed, tears coming down your face as you watched your boyfriend act like a little kid getting their hair done for the first time. He glared at you as a singular tear started to roll down his cheek. He wiped it quickly, though.

You finally finish conditioning the last section of your boyfriend's hair and start to towel dry it, kissing all over his face as an apology for 'hurting' him.

You both make quick work of drying his hair and moisturizing it, now sitting on your bed to have a quick smoke break. "You feeling better now, baby?" You ask Miles, guiding the blunt to your mouth with your beaded joint holder and inhaling, blowing the smoke in his face while he still pouted at you.

"You got some heavy ass hands."

"Keep playin', and Ima put these 'heavy ass hands' on you." You argue as you see him eyeing the blunt in your hand.

"You want some?"

"Mhm."

You smile as you take a hit and grab his jaw, pulling him into a sweet kiss and exhaling the smoke into his mouth. He smiles, sighing into the kiss. You put the blunt down on the ashtray sitting on top of your bedside table, stretching your arms as you spoke. "Aight, c'mon, big boy, I got somewhere to be later."

He eyed you as he put a pillow on the ground to sit on, obviously wanting to say something but deciding to bite his tongue. You try to move fast, sectioning his hair into four parts gently.

Dangerous by Meek Mill plays as you finish up his second to last braid, nodding your head to the song as you mumble the lyrics. "And when I'm in it, you be maxin' on a million... And when I hit it back to back, you make me still cum," you notice Miles smirking to himself in the floor-length mirror as you finish up his last braid.

"Miles. Don't even."

"I wasn't even gonna say anything!"

"I see that damn smirk. You ain't slick." You argue as you pop his shoulder lightly with the comb. "C'mon, get up. I gotta get dressed."

"Where you even going?" He questioned you, scratching his ass as he stood up and stretched.

"First of all, ew. Gross. Act like you got some damn sense while you at my house." You roll your eyes, walking to your drawer to grab your swimsuit and cover-up. "Me and my girls are going to have a drink at the beach."

"Any boys going?" He interrogated, walking over to see what you pulled out. "You not wearing that, right?"

"Uhmm, only one guy, [friend's name]'s boyfriend. And yes, I'm wearing this. I'm not finna argue with you about it either."

He pouted. "But-"

"But nothing, Miles, it's a beach. I'm gonna wear a bathing suit." you cut him off, walking over to him as you take your top off. "I know how to take care of myself. Now go somewhere, boy."

It was clear he wanted to argue about it more but decided against it. "Alright.. take some good pics for me, ok, ma? I'mma head out. Text me when you get back home. Love ya." He said, placing a loving kiss on your lips before stepping out your window. "And lock the window before you leave!"

"I will. Bye, baby." You shook your head, shutting the window and locking it after watching Miles step off your fire escape onto the pavement below, walking away as he turned around and blew you a kiss. Of course, you blew a kiss back.

And damn, did your back and arms hurt after all that.

And the kid didn't even say thank you.

[waitmyturtles]

Okie-dokes: I'm very late to reporting on Dangerous Romance, episode 3, and listen -- listen. A lot of you know I'm in a compromised life state at the moment, --

(I'M MOVING. HOW. IN THE HELL. DO I OWN. SO MUCH. JUST. FUCKING SHIT. HOW DID I FIT SO MUCH SHIT INTO THIS PLACE THAT I AM LEAVING. OH MY GODDAMN WHAT THE FUCK. LET ME BECOME A MONK AND GIVE UP ALL THIS CRAP.)

-- yes, compromised life state, lol, and can't give too much thought to good meta at the moment. (I had to pause Not Me for the Old GMMTV Challenge because even just three episodes in, I knew it was SO GOOD that it deserves my undivided attention.)

So, yeah, brain is out of service at the moment, and then we have THIS episode of Dangerous Romance, and let me just note: y'all, Dangerous Romance was trending on Tumblr even through Only Friends Saturday last weekend (with Only Friends NOT trending, mind you). DR is clearly serving something (.....sigh, ships) that OF is not giving the fandom girlies, and man, did DR just lay it on THICK this week, huh?

I will admit. I'm a touch bummed. I LOVE PERTH AND CHIMON. I LOOOOOVVVVE THEM, YER HONORESSES! UNABASHEDLY. Yes, I love their faces. I DO, NO SHAME. I love their acting, too! I love them, like ::waves hands in circles:: all of it, all of them. I was hoping they'd chomp into a meatier show.

This is not that show. The puppy music, the reeeeeally fast swings into sympathy and "oh, you're my tutor now, bro, and I will spill all my feelings to you," IN ENGLISH AND KOREAN -- and just a touch of a class division conversation by way of Kang homey buying Sailom homey an extra dinner to-go. Sailom is now Kang's... confidante? Kang wants to make someone, anyone, proud, and it looks like Sailom is the guy.

I mean, this episode was all over the place, but....

Forgive me, meta angels, because this is EXACTLY what I need right now, omg. I'm mentally done, I'm toast! Not to say that I'm not going to enjoy Only Friends tomorrow! I am going to totally eat OF up.

But I will ROBUSTLY ADMIT to ALSO being okay with PerthChimon fan service at the moment. Unfortunately for any of my hopes of them being in a more dramatically complicated series: they still have hilarious chemistry. They're actual real bros in real life (Papang smh lol). They're clearly having fun doing this together, like OhmPerth in Double Savage. Chimon's facial expressions are outta control (that look on his face when Perth/Kang accelerated the bike? I cackled).

This is fluff! As @lurkingshan noted -- a recalibration of expectations is in order for this show. I'm taking this show right now as 100% fan service from my PerthChimon wub woobies. Perth and Chimon (and really, the co-director of this show, Lit Phadung of SOTUS and SOTUS S) -- these dudes know the score. Perth and Chimon have been around for a minute. You need two dudes to dial up to 10 on fluff BL? They have those tropes so memorized that it's burned in their bones. Put 'em in coach, they're ready to play.

If I take this show on THAT tip, then -- as an aiming-to-be-classic romance BL, then it's doing something.... if not right, then at least aligned to some tropes simply by mood. I'm curious about Sailom's flashbacks to Kang's bullying, but I don't have the strength or mindpower to read into it. If a reference back to the bullying comes -- or not -- then, whatever. This show is clearly, at the moment, trying to achieve a more simple goal than I expected of it, but I'm not gonna write it off. I'll thoroughly enjoy Perth and Chimon being poodles to each other -- gimme.

I was wondering to @lurkingshan and @neuroticbookworm earlier today that I had previously wondered WHY GMMTV would air Dangerous Romance during the Only Friends run, especially with ALL the marketing hype around Only Friends before it premiered. At the time, it seemed to me to be a pre-emptive gong strike on Dangerous Romance. Now it makes me wonder -- did GMMTV want to cover its bases by placing a classic fluff BL on air, to protect the network from losing fandom points through Only Friends? I can only wonder. If some ships are exploding through OF -- then the network can hand PerthChimon over and say, hey, we haven't forgotten our shipping roots, girlies.

Kinda makes me think. In any case -- Shan is right. I'm recalibrated on Dangerous Romance, I'm watching this literally to see PerthChimon ham it up, annnnnddd yeah, that's about it! At this point, give me the make-out sessions, give me pool time, gimme. I unabashedly stan and simp. If we get some real drama out of this show -- it will be a wonderful surprise. I just hope the show doesn't veer into totally unwatchable territory.

[late-to-the-party-81]

Oki doki my loves!

This is…wow!

I never thought I’d get here (especially with the spam porn bot invasion of Winter 22/23), but 1k!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

I can’t say it hasn’t been challenging, so that is going to be the theme of this celebration- Challenges.

If you are interested in celebrating with me, and you are over 18, then just head on under the cut!

Still here? Excellent!

So- easy bits first.

From now (18th) until 31st of Jan please feel free to send requests for little drabbles- gimme a babe (or several) and a challenge for one/all of them. Sweet, spicy or soft dark! It could be a little challenge. It could be a big challenge. Whatever you want. (See below for some challenge ideas) I write for Marvel characters, CE characters and SS characters.

Also, for the weekend of 28-29th Jan (GMT) I will be answering the usual game asks- FMK, OVA, Would you rather, Cast your Mutuals, and head-canons about the relationships in my various series - please see my masterlist for Marvel and non-Marvel series. You can send asks in advance.

Then the biggy- and this is a challenge for you lovely lot. A writing challenge. A Challenge Yourself challenge. What do I mean?

Is there a character you’ve never got around to writing?

A pairing?

A trope?

A style?

An Au?

A follow-up to that one shot you really enjoyed writing?

Now is the time! Challenge yourself! Stretch your comfort zone!

No word count limit, but please use a cut if over 250 words. All styles are fine (e.g. Fluff, Smut, Dark etc), but please use appropriate tags (and please, no Underage, Incest, Scat or Bestiality - monster fucking is fine).

The time limit for the challenge is the end of June 2023 and I’m asking you to use the Tags #Challenge Yourself and #Jen’s 1k Challenge so I can find all your lovely entries and make a master list. I’d prefer if you stick to Marvel/CE/SS characters, but that’s not a hard and fast rule if inspiration strikes.

You don’t have to be a moot to join in, but I’d love if you were a follower and that if you do send an ask for a drabble or game you interact with my response.

Have fun, and keep scrolling for some further inspo!

Trope ideas

Only one bed

Enemies to lovers

The grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one

And they were roommates

Sex pollen/Fuck or die

Identity porn

Miscommunication

Mutual pining/idiots in love

Didn’t know they were dating

Stuck in a cabin

Basement wife

Forbidden relationship

Sugar relationship

Undercover/pretend relationship

Style ideas

Fluff

Angst

Whump

Hurt/Comfort

Smut

Soft Dark

Dark

And combos of any of the above

AU ideas

No powers

Mafia

Medieval

Modern Royalty

Omegaverse

Fantasy

Vampire

Demon

Werewolf/Shifter

Apocalypse

Canon divergent (e.g. Avengers Tower fics or Hydra won fics)

Rockstar

College/Uni

Soulmate

Greek/Roman

Firefighter

Medical/Veterinary

Police

Cam/Sex worker

Coffee shop

Bakery

Florist

Tattoo parlour

School teacher

Biker

Challenge ideas for Drabble asks

Keep a secret

Be quiet!

How long can you take it?

How many can you take?

Switching

Build furniture

Meet a deadline

Babysit

Learn a new skill/language

Find the McGuffin!

Supermarket dash

Karaoke battle

Baking battle

New job

Fix the problem

Love you all so much! Let’s have some fun!

No pressure tags: @jobean12-blog @christywantspizza @navybrat817 @sidepartskinnyjeans @jadedvibes @lfnr-blog-blog-blog @mickeyhenrys @weekendgothgirl @yarnforbrains @strangeprincex @writerkenna @elvenfforestydd @doasyoudesireandlive @luxeavenger @wheezy-stucky @flordeamatista @goldylions @ohsymphony @krissy25 @bodeckersdiamonddoll @chrisdrysdale @sunshinebuckybarnes @lunarbuck @aquariusbarnes @beach-daydreaming

[hyerinrose]

*softly/gently pushes neko hybrid out of bathroom and closes the door* I'm sorry but you arent allowed in here while I shower :( just gimme 10-20 minutes Oki?

Yandere Neko Hybrid looking like a kicked puppy from the other side of the door : But m'gonna miss you a lot.. Please just let me in, I won't look I promise! 20 minutes is too long being away from you..

Seems like they're addicted with your cuddles, as expected since they've been touched starved for years until you came.

Read Yandere Neko Hybrid here!

Ps. Anyone wanted to name my new oc?

[coffincoitus]

if I were to be turned by a vampire friend I'd be like okie just gimme like 12 months to reach my fitness goal first lol. and then I'd keep postponing it bc building muscle mass on a pescetarian diet is so hard

[bita-bita]

*scream*

*SCREAM*

I WANT LOID!

I WANT LOID OKAY??

I WANT SOFT LOID LIKE RIGHT NOW

*SCREAM*

*SCREAM*

I'll just sit on his lap. That's it. That's all. Oki now gimme Loid! 🤲🏻^-^

[severed-ties-uf]

Chapter Nineteen: Bracelet

Chara kneels alone in the Castle's garden with a small basket of weaving materials, making two beautiful floral bracelets out of the various magic flowers that litter the garden. For hours they sit there, hand crafting the bracelets, making sure they’re perfect. In a couple hours from now, Sans will arrive, as they had planned, and the bracelets had to be ready.

——————

Sans sits up in his bed, looking at the clock, panic fills his eyes. “Shit! I overslept!” He says to himself, quickly getting out of bed. “We agreed to meet at the castle garden at 10:00, which was TWENTY minutes ago!”

He picks up his phone, 3 unread messages {

Chara: “Sans? Where are you?” (20 minutes ago)

Chara: “Did you oversleep?” (18 minutes ago)

Chara: “Sans?! I’m starting to get worried, we agreed to meet at this time, didn’t we?” (5 minutes ago)

}

“Oh, no. Oh, no. No. No.” He says, dropping the phone on the table and covering his eyes with his hands, “I'm an awful person. I let them down…” He stays silent for a moment, almost hesitant to reply.

Eventually, he picks the phone back up {

Sans: “Chara im so sorry i overslept”

Sans: “i didnt mean to i swear im so fucking sorry”

Chara: “Hey!”

Chara: “Oh, it’s okay, don’t worry about it. It’s only 20 minutes. Besides, I’m glad you got some extra sleep.”

Sans: “i know i let you down im a shit boyfriend”

Chara: “You are not! Don’t say that!”

Chara: “You made an honest mistake, and this is the first time it’s ever happened. I forgive you. It’s okay.”

Sans: “thank you”

Chara: “You’re welcome! Now, when do you think you’ll arrive?”

Sans: “gimme 5 minutes I wanna look somewhat presentable”

Chara: “Okie-dokie :D”

}

Sans puts the phone down, taking a sigh of relief. “I don’t deserve them.” He says to himself, chuckling. He quickly changes clothes, tosses on a jacket and puts on shoes before teleporting to the castle garden.

——————

Sans arrives in the garden, and walks around until seeing Chara; they lock eyes.

“Sans!” Chara exclaims running up to and embracing him, “you made it!”

Sans returns the hug, placing one of his hands on the back of Chara's head. “That I did.” He says, loosening the hug, “Once again, I’m sorry for sleeping in, I-“ he stops himself.

Chara places their hand on the side of Sans' skull. “I told you, it’s okay, I’m not mad. And most importantly, you’re not a bad boyfriend.” They say softly and consolingly, kissing him on the cheek. “You know I’ll always love you, right?”

Sans, meets Chara's eyes, “I know that! I… I guess I was just being paranoid.” He responds, looking down, “And I will always love you, too, Chara. I promise.” Sans places his hand back on their head, pulling them in and planting a nip on their cheek. “I promise.” He repeats, as they both pull away from each other.

“Good!” Chara exclaims. “Come on, this way!” They say, as they grab his hand and begin to lead him to a clearing in the garden.

“Alright, after you.” Sans replies.

Once they reach the clearing, Chara sits down, motioning Sans to do the same. Chara reaches into the basket sitting between them. “I have a surprise for you!” They say.

Sans perks up, “really?” He asks, looking around, trying to peak into the basket.

“No peeking!” Chara quickly demands, holding the basket away.

Sans instantly backs up, “sorry.”

Chara giggles, “now, close your eyes and hold out your hand.” They say.

Sans does what he is told, holding his left hand out in front of him, and closing his eyes. “As you wish, sweetheart.”

Chara pulls out one of the floral bracelets, putting it on their wrist, then grabbing the other and placing it on Sans' wrist. “You can open your eyes now.” They say.

Sans opens his eyes, looking down at the matching bracelets. He lifts his arm, inspecting every last detail of the bracelet. “Wow… Chara, this looks incredible!”

Chara blushes, giggling. “Do you like it?” They ask.

“I love it, Chara. It’s beautiful.” He responds, smiling. “You’ve made floral stuff for me before, but this is on another level of intricacy and beauty.”

Chara’s face is now completely red, “thank you!” They respond. “I made one for myself as well!”

“I can see that, they both look amazing.” Sans replies.

Chara sits straight up, holding out their wrist and pointing at the flowers dawning the bracelet. “And the best part is, these are magical flowers, meaning that these bracelets will last pretty much forever as long as we take care of them.” They say, smiling. “Think of these like ends of an invisible string that tie us together, they represent a physical manifestation of our love for each other.”

Sans holds out his hand, resting it on Chara's arms so that the bracelets touch. “Do you think that invisible string is the same string of fate as the one which is to each other?” He asks.

Chara meets Sans' eyes. “It very well could be.” They say, pulling him into a hug, and placing their head on his shoulder. “And when that tie is severed, you’ll always have something to remember me by… so… in a couple years whenever you’re lonely, just look down at your wrist, and remember that I’m right there with you.”

“Yeah…” Sans replies, pulling away from the hug and making eye contact, “but, let’s not think about that too much, shall we?”

Chara perks up, “You’re right, let’s talk about something else.” They say. “Is there anything you want to talk about?”

“Hmm…” Sans says to himself, before reaching into his pocket. “While we’re on the topic of gifts, here’s your gift from me.” He adds, as he pulls out two bars of chocolate, neatly wrapped together with a flower decorating them.

Chara gasps, as Sans hands it to them, “thank you!” They exclaim, inspecting the intricate wrapping and the beautiful rose on the font. “Did you wrap this yourself?” They ask.

“I wish I was that talented.” He replies chuckling nervously. “No, the shopkeeper who I usually buy chocolate from gave that to me, because she knows we’re dating.”

Chara smiles, “well, I appreciate it nonetheless!” They respond.

As Chara begins to pull out the first bar, Sans interrupts. “Chara? I have a question, if you don’t mind.”

“Ask away!”

Sans scratches the back of his skull, almost nervously. “I’m just curious, but I’ve noticed that you’re always so happy whenever I give you chocolate as a gift… despite the fact that you basically have an endless supply of chocolate thanks to his highness. So, I’m just wondering what’s so special about it when I give it to you?” He asks, looking down.

“Because it’s from you, Sans!” They reply, grabbing ahold of his hand. “The fact that it’s a gift from you—my beloved boyfriend—makes it special. Even if it was something completely inconsequential, I’d be happy, because it’s the thought that counts.” They say, holding his hand to their heart.

Sans smiles, chuckling to himself.

Chara cocks their head to the side with a confused expression, “what’s so funny?” They ask.

“Nothing, that’s… just a very you answer.” He responds, smiling adoringly, “always so cheerful and positive. Always seeing the best in everything and everyone.” He says as he cups their cheek with his hand.

Chara giggles, placing their hand on his arm. “It’s funny, because… every time I give you something, you’re always just as grateful, no matter how small.” They say, before leaning in and kissing his forehead.

“I guess you’re right,” Sans responds, “because they’re from you, they matter so much more than any other gift ever could.”

Chara smiles, leaning in and embracing him once more, “I guess we’re not all that different, huh?” They say jokingly.

“I wouldn’t go that far.” Sans responds, laughing.

Chara stands up, wiping the dirt off their trousers, “come on, let’s walk around,” they say, holding out their hand.

“Sounds good to me,” Sans responds, grabbing Chara's hand, and letting them pull him up.

——————

Chara and Sans sit on a bench on the edges of the castle grounds overlooking the lake in Waterfall a great distance away.

Chara holds out their hand, feeling the chill air. “No matter how many times I see Waterfall, it will never stop being beautiful.” They say, looking over the edge, “sometimes I wish I could stay here all day watching it.” Chara leans into Sans, wrapping their arms around him, cuddling.

“Yeah, it really is beautiful.” He says, leaning back, and placing his arm over their shoulder.

Chara looks up to him, “I love you,” they say softly.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” He replies, nipping their cheek, “and I always will.”

They stay silent for a minute, the only sounds being that of waterfall in the distance, and the soft sounds of Chara breathing.

“Sans?” Chara asks.

“Yeah?”

“I'm scared…” they respond, quietly.

Sans lets out a slow breath. “I know… I’m scared too, Sweetheart…” he whispers back, “I’m scared too…”

“Just, remember me okay?” They ask, tears streaming down their face.

Sans lowers his head, trying not to cry. “I promise.”

Chara hears something running behind them, suddenly their right shoulder is pierced by a throwing knife, as they scream out in agony.

Chara -5hp (15/25)

“Oh, shit!” Sans yells, his left eye glowing, as he grabs Chara. He quickly stops a second knife (flying from above) midair with gravity magic , and teleports himself and Chara back inside the Castle and into Chara's room.

“Ow! Ow! It hurts so much!” They yell in pain, as they try and remove the knife.

Sans tries to grab the knife as well, before he’s interrupted by the door flying open.

Toriel runs in, face filled with concern. “What happened!?” She yells, as she quickly takes ahold of Chara.

Sans looks up to her, “I don’t know! We were just sitting when suddenly someone threw a knife into them from behind us!” He responds panicked.

“Oh, no…” Toriel responds, quickly stabilizing Chara with healing magic. “Chara, you’re going to be okay, just hold still, okay?”

“Okay,” Chara squeaks out over the pain.

After twenty minutes, Toriel is able to clean up and mostly heal the wound. Holding the now unconscious Chara. “Okay, that should be good. Now all they need is some rest.” She says.

“Is there anything else I can do to help?” Sans asks, placing a hand on Chara's forehead.

Toriel places Chara in bed, and pulls the covers over them. “No, you’ve done all you can,” she says, “Thank you, so much.”

“You’re welcome,” Sans replies, as he teleports himself back home.

Author's notes:

Sorry for the long wait, y’all. But these should come out more regularly now.

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