#kicks rock im so awkward

[statesys]

why is talking to ppl so hard dudeee im so incredibly awkward rnnnn

- morticia (they/she?)

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

making a sorta wip/unfinished compilation video thing for all the vsynth projects ive sorta lost interest in/abandoned sounds like it'd be fun to do and help me clear up some space on this got damn computer but im always like uouguhhh but what if it fucking sucks :( when it comes to like actual cover stuff 😔✌️ like mannn

[thursdaysyme]

I'm going to be so real I'm at the point where I'm like…it would really be funny if Steve Harrington was just, well, straight. Like my man is consistently a lover of women and still goes to every pride event with robin all the bars everything and he's in the gay bar with robin getting flirted with like haha lmao nah man ur so gorg but Im straighter than a yard stick my male loving glittery friend.

And no one believes him but he just. Doesn't care. He follows robin along on her gay adventures and judges her taste in women while she hates on his but then they both awkwardly glance at each other when they hang out with Nancy bc oops there's the cross over

Bsf with Eddie and he's like kicking his feet cause omg another friend he can judge their dating choices. He gets awkward around Jonathon still and is always like rocking on his heels every time they meet up like ahhh sorry man I'm just a tad awkward about the whole thing five years ago I'm afraid I wont ever get over it actually and Jon is somehow stuck with this new friend Steve who just wears his heart on his sleeve

I just. Its been long enough I think it'd be a fun premise to have him do all the shit he does and there not be a singular gay explanation other than all the love and petty judgment in his heart

[pandorxxx]

Sweet mind of yours…

Lo’ak x metkayinan fem reader (all aged up)

Warnings: fluff, smut, cursing, creampie, orgasms, p in v, belly bulge.

Synopsis: you and lo’ak had been close ever since he came to your clan seeking Uturu. It was clear that you both liked each other, but you were scared. Scared of what might happen if you finally let him in. What happens when you finally do?

“Wanna tell me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” His words rolled off of his tongue like molasses with a bright smile. His baritone knocking you out of your trance.

You picked your head up, meeting his soft gaze. His eyes were pools of rich honey…inviting, almost too inviting. You were falling hard, and you knew other girls were too. He was the shiny new toy around the clan, but it seemed as if he wanted to spend all of his time with you.

His strong, calloused hands were delicately placed in his lap. His posture slightly slouched as he sat next to you on the edge of the rock. You’d normally bring him here to watch the sunset, but the sunset wasn’t the only view.

His freckles danced under the dimly lit sky, like painted constellations across his broad chest. His braided hair, placed in a loose ponytail as one braid covered his eye, courtesy of you. Once you told him how handsome he looked, he never stopped with the style.

His smile, so sweet and delicate. It made your heart flutter every time you saw him. And tonight seemed to prove no different.

“Thinkin’ about how dull my life was…before you came along.” You smiled back, a dusty purple tint staining your cheeks in nervousness.

“Is that so?” He asked playfully, bumping your shoulder with his gently. You let out a soft giggle, smiling down at your feet, swishing the ocean water around beneath you. You nodded in response.

“Yup. Know what else?” You turned to look at the side of his face briefly before turning away, avoiding eye contact at all costs. “I’m pretty sure you’re going to tell me, huh?” He chuckled, now staring at the side of your face, hoping you would give him the gift of your beautiful blue eyes. It was like you two were playing a game of tag. You were never good with direct eye contact, especially with lo’ak.

“How every girl here is probably frothing at the mouth for you.” You joked, but nothing about it was a game to you. It was scary to know that this could all end in the blink of an eye. He cocked an eyebrow, staring out into the crystal blue water.

“Nah. I'm not too much interested in any of those girls. Plus, I’ve got my eyes on a beauty already. Just wish she had her eyes on me…” the last sentence trailed off into the air as his eyes met the side of your face again. And you could feel the heat radiating on your cheek. He let out a patient sigh, kicking his feet languidly in the water.

“Why don’t you look at me?” He asked with a concerned tone. His hand engulfing yours. You felt your heart skip a beat, and you unintentionally pulled away from his embrace.

“I-I wasn’t trying to- Im sorry.” He panicked, before face palming, followed by a shake of his head in embarrassment. It became awkward, and you couldn’t help but think you ruined the moment.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to look at him for too long, or that you didn’t want him to touch you. In fact, you wanted all of those things more than anything else. You were just scared. Scared that if you stared at him for a second too long, you’d fall in love. Scared that if his fingertips grazed your skin the right way, you wouldn’t be able to contain yourself. And although he was sending you all of the right signals, what if you misread them?

It was scary for you, all of it. There were so many worthy girls here. Why would it be you? How could it be…you? The silence filled the air, and he couldn’t take it. It was all too much for him.

He couldn’t read you even if he tried. He had a feeling that you liked him, but you never really let him in. Never opened up. He needed to know how you felt about this. Even if that meant pushing the boundaries of your friendship by making the first move.

“Y/n…” he sighed, shifting his entire body to face you. You swallowed thickly, as it seemed that he wasn’t going to let this go. You slowly shifted your entire body to face him as well, crossing your legs on the rock. He did the same, pulling you alittle closer to him by your waist. Being as gentle as possible with you.

“You’ve gotta tell me what’s going on in that sweet mind. I can’t read you, as much as I would like to.” He spoke softly, engulfing your hands in his, still searching for your eye contact. Your heart ached in fear, knowing that this was quite literally now or never.

“I-I can’t. Please don’t make me.” You shook your head, tears clouding your vision. So many feelings coming to the forefront. Feelings that you’ve worked so hard to suppress. It was safe to say that you were madly in love with him, so much that it hurt.

“Yes you can, please. I-I need to know what’s behind those beautiful eyes that you like hiding from me so much.” His hands trailed up to caress your cheek. An audible gasp escaped your lips. Your body began to heat up, and not in the way you’d think. Not so much with lust…it was deeper than that. It was as if you had finally found what you’d been searching for. The touch you’d been yearning for, but was too afraid to reach out and take. He was your missing piece, and it was evident now more than ever.

“Y/n, I don’t know what you’ve done to me. But I can't seem to shake the feelings I have for you. Can’t seem to shake the feeling that we belong together. I just wish I knew how you felt about me. It’s like I know you…but I don’t. I can’t make sense of this. So maybe we can help eachother.” He confessed, a hopeful smile creeping across his lips. And just like that, he had your attention.

Your eyes met his after his confession. Your ears flicking in the wind while your tail swayed high behind you. “There’s my girl…” he smiled, watching in awe at your reaction. Finally confirming what you felt for him, you didn’t even have to say it…but you felt the need to.

“Lo’ak, you just kinda came in and swept me off of my feet. I’ve never felt this way about anyone. I don’t know what this is either, but I know that I just wanna be with you. That’s all I wanna do, lo’ak.” You finally confessed, still maintaining that eye contact he’d been craving ever since he laid eyes on you.

He bit his lip with a cheesy smile. His hands finding your dainty arms, caressing them in a way of praising you for finally opening up to him. You shifted to your knees, reaching a hand out to caress his cheek. His face was soft, yet his cheek bones were prominent and sharp. Your eyes traced over his intricate freckle pattern, unlike anything you’d ever seen before. Lastly, your eyes trailed over his lips. Your thumb gently brushing over his bottom lip. Now his tail was swaying high, patiently waiting for you to make the first move. He was just happy to witness you coming out of your shell. Just happy to be in your presence. He’d wait forever for you…

“If you wanna kiss me, I won’t stop you.” He chuckled. You bit your bottom lip, deciding that you wanted to do alittle more than that. You straddled his lap, holding onto his shoulders for support.

“Oh yeah?” He asked, eyebrow cocked as his hands found their place on your waist. Your lips crashed into his, essentially answering his lingering question. He let out a satisfied groan, shifting his hands down to your hips. You grabbed the sides of his head to deepen the long overdue kiss, instinctively grinding into him.

His huge hands guided your hips to create the right amount of friction. You both moaning into the kiss at this point. You could feel his cock growing by the second, and he could feel the pool between your legs. It was absolutely bliss.

“May I?” Lo’ak asked in between kisses, tugging on the back of your loincloth. “You can do whatever you want to me.” You spoke breathily, moving down to his neck, leaving hickeys on his skin.

“Mmm baby, don’t get me started.” He grunted, planting sweet pecks on your shoulder as he untied your loincloth from around your tail. He tapped your thigh, signaling for you to sit up briefly for him to pull the loincloth from underneath you, and you happily obliged.

An immediate flow of your slick trickled down to his thighs. You were more than ready for him, and had been for some time now.

“Take this off.” You whispered in his ear as you tugged on his loincloth with great force. He let out a soft chuckle at your sudden eagerness. He shifted you to your back, with him now kneeling between your legs. His eyes trailed your entire body, your freckles glistening in the night sky.

“So beautiful.” He shook his head in awe, reaching behind himself to untie his loincloth, the fabric dropping to the ground beneath him. His cock sprung up, hitting his belly with a loud, heavy slap. A string of precum oozing out of his tip. The freckles on his shaft

dancing individually in anticipation. Your legs had intentionally opened alittle more. You reached out, your fingertips just barely grazing over the base in wonder. He let out a soft gasp, his tail hitting the ground with force repeatedly in excitement.

“So beautiful.” You smirked, leaning back on the ground, ready for him to take you as his. Ready for him to have his way with you. He smiled at you, grabbing his cock to jerk it off slowly.

He then proceeded to thrust in between your wet folds, earning a soft moan from you. “Please, give it to me.” You whined, grabbing his cock to line it up with your aching hole. His eyes widened in anticipation, letting you take control for right now. With one simple push, you slide him into you slowly, your walls immediately sucking him in. You both letting out a series of moans.

“Fuuuck, baby girl.” He whimpered, gripping your hips to thrust into you expertly. Immediately hitting all the right spots in a matter of seconds. Your back bowed to the rock, exposing the large print In your lower belly with every hard thrust into you.

“Y-You’re in m-my fucking stomach, lo’ak.” You whined in pleasure, head tilted all the way back as your eyes rolled. Your dainty hand dancing around the print.

“I-I know, I know mama. Taking it so well, too.” He grunted, running his hand over the bulge briefly. The pleasure was consuming the both of you, more so you. You couldn’t seem to control the sounds that came out of your mouth, or the faces you made. It’s like lo’ak had completely control over you.

Your hands found their way to your face, trying to hide yourself from him. Your screams becoming muffled instantly. His thrusts quickened, and deepened. His tip constantly slamming against your sweet spot.

“No, no, no baby. I wanna see you.” He spoke lowly, gently grabbing your hands, holding both of your wrists in one of his large hands as he continued to fuck into you like it was the last time he’d see you.

You tucked your bottom lip into your mouth. Eyebrows furrowed, and face screwed in pleasure as you tried desperately to hide your cries.

“Oh come on, mama. Don’t hide from me. Let that shit out. You know you can’t hold it forever.” His baritone soothing your eardrum just right. He sent you slow, hard strokes. So intense that you had no other choice but to drop your jaw. Small whimpers escaping through with every meeting of his pelvis to yours.

“Yesss, juuust like that baby. Open up.” He nodded, licking his bottom lip as he stared into your eyes. He shifted your legs over his shoulders, before placing his hands on either side of your head. You were nearly folded in half. His face hovering just over yours, so there was no excuse not to look at him. He was deeper than he’d ever been, closer than he’d ever been.

“Lo’ak- t-oooo deep.” You whimpered, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He just watched you in awe. You were so pretty taking all of him, and he couldn’t get enough.

“I know, baby. You’ve gotta take it for me. You’re too pretty like this.” He moaned, rolling his hips into you as he stared down at your flustered face, waiting for a reaction.

“Ohhh my- lo’ak! I-I love you! I love youuuu!” You screamed, legs beginning to shake. He nodded in satisfaction, his breaths becoming short and heavy.

“Mmm, I love you too baby.” He confessed, a slight whine in his tone before his bottom lip found comfort between his teeth. You could feel it, your stomach began to contract, almost like you were exercising. Every stroke was revealing trickles of your arousal flowing down to the surface beneath you, and it was becoming too much for lo’ak to bare as well.

“Shiiit, y/n. You’re gonna make me fucking cum. You’re d-driving me crazy baby.” He whined, before his lips crashed into yours. You both muffling eachothers loud moans as your peeks neared. “Lo’aaaak. I-I” you moaned deliriously between kisses.

“Go ahead baby. Cum for me. I wanna feel that shit, you hear me?” He asked, a tinge of aggression in his tone. You nodded frantically, eyes locked on his.

“Cum in me. Pleaseeee!” You begged, pulling him in for another kiss. He sent you one hard thrust, rolling his hips into yours again with a loud growl against your lips. Your eyes crossed in pleasure. Your legs began to tremble uncontrollably, slipping off his shoulders and to the side of his hips. You pulled him into you, wrapping your arms around his neck as you let go on him.

“Yessss, I-Im cumming lo’ak. I’m cumming!” You whimpered, walls fluttering around his sensitive shaft. He let out a series of low groans and growls as he emptied himself inside of you. Thrusting into you languidly as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

“Take it all, baby. Milk me dry.” He moaned, rubbing his head into your neck, scenting you to claim you as his. He sent you one last stroke before leaving himself inside of you. You both catching your breath as he laid ontop of you.

“That was…” he started.

“Amazing” you finished.

He flipped you both over, you were now ontop of him and he laid flat across the rock. You two were now face to face. Sharing the same breath. It was beautiful. “If you’d let me. I’d love to see what’s going on in this beautiful mind of yours.” He smiled, grabbing his queue, bringing it In between you two. You watched his trendils dance. You lazily reach behind you, grabbing yours to bring it to the forefront. It was almost like a magnetic force, the way both of your trendils pulled towards eachother like they belonged together.

You both watched as they connected. Pupils blown with an audible gasp from both of you. It’s like your memories of eachother were in sync. A little movie playing of all the moments you spent with eachother. Only things that’s you two would share, now and forever.

“I love you, y/n.”

“I love you more, lo’ak.”

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[anachronistic-falsehood]

cute coworker at the end of our shift, waiting for me at the customer service desk: hey oh my god we're done at the same time!!! also by the way i'm really sorry about earlier i didn't mean to offend you by saying you look like shrek oh my god--

me: have you ever been pegged. if not Would You Like To Be

do you know that "i'm a morosexual i love idiots a guy asked me what animal the pink panther was and now i dream of kissing him under the moonlight" post?? literally living that rn

[darling-heffron]

Oh I'm so excited for this chapter guys!! Hope everyone had an amazing New Year, WTH 2024 flew past r u kidding. Im ready for 2025 manifesting good vibes!!

Esra✨

Taglist: @malarkgirlypop , @mellow-human , @next-autopsy

Chapter Ten: Stranger Danger 

It had been an awkward walk. Marleen was clearly still pissed at Sam and Sam, well she didn’t know how to relieve the tension. So they walked in silence, which was odd for the chatter-box that was Marleen. But every time she went to open her mouth to speak to Sam, she quickly snapped it shut, remembering the harsh words and new promise Sam had made to her the previous night. 

The older girl’s words flashed through her head, ‘Mars, I think it’s best if we do find someone else to take you.’ 

‘There are better people to help you on your journey.’

‘I am sorry, Mars.’ 

Each time Sam’s voice echoed in her head the more she became angry all over again. 

Mars grunted in frustration as she kicked a rock with force. It flung ahead and pelted into the tree in front of her. Her eyes followed the trajectory of the stone and saw movement. 

Sam had noticed the same, signalling for the pair to stop. Even though she was angry, Mars still abided by the rules. Crouching down next to her taller so-called ‘friend’, they strained their eyes and ears to listen. 

Marleen's eyes widened with shock. She sprung from her hiding spot and sprinted forward towards the familiar voice. 

“Marleen!” Sam called out quietly. Mars had been too quick from her position; she didn’t even have time to lunge for her. 

“For fucks sake.” Sam went against every fibre of her being and ran after the petite blonde woman. 

The younger of the two couldn’t help the smile that plastered itself onto her face. She dove for her target, pelting him full force in the chest. The man who she now had in a bear hug, ‘oofed’ out at her sudden attack. 

“Denver!” She squealed in so much delight. The man’s face went from shocked - to puzzled - to pure joy. 

“Hands off!” Sam emerged from the bushes with her gun raised, she aimed it right between the big man’s eyes. 

“You’ll have to tell her that.” The man’s southern tone quipped. He was right, it was Marleen who clung to him like a limpet. 

“Mars, what the hell are you doing?” Sam questioned the younger girl, had she lost her damn mind all together or was she that pissed at Sam she was endangering her own life to get back at her. 

“What happened? How did you get here? Did you get hurt? I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Do you know how happy I am to see you!” Marleen couldn’t shut up, her word vomit was like a broken dam; forever spilling from her lips. 

“Woah, now hold up there, little lady. Take a breath before you faint.” Denver smiled down at his young neighbour, Mars had no idea how relieved he was to see her alive and well. 

The built man pressed the young girl into his chest to hold her tightly. “My girl, I’ve missed you so much.” He pulled back with teary eyes. 

“I missed you so so so so so so so-”

Denver cut her off with a soft kiss to her forehead, “So much.” He finished her sentence for her. 

Marleen practically shook with delight, she couldn’t contain her excitement, “I could scream. I won’t, but I could.” 

“Wait, I am.” She pressed her face into the man���s big chest like he was a pillow and screeched with all her might. 

“My goodness. Good to see that the end of the world hasn’t dimmed your sparkle, young lady.” The pair couldn’t tear their eyes away from each other, forgetting their surroundings completely. 

Until a clearing of someone’s throat pulled them back down to earth. 

“Well, that was quite a reunion.” The taller man that had been walking with Denver interrupted. Mars finally stepped back from her beloved neighbour. 

She took in her surroundings. Sam still stood with a rigid posture, hands tightly gripped around her weapon. Mars was going to tell her to relax but the two men who stood with Denver captured her attention before she could do so. 

“You going to introduce us, Bull?” The shortest man spoke. Mars couldn’t help but smile at him, his face was built with soft features and kind brown eyes. He looked familiar and inviting. 

“I’m Marleen Finch. But you can call me Mars.” She didn’t wait for Denver to introduce her, she stuck out her hand for the man to shake. A smile broke onto his lips and she eagerly smiled back as he gently shook her hand. 

“Darrell Powers, but everyone calls me Shifty.” He introduced himself to the young blonde. 

After shaking his hand she turned to the taller leaner man, “Pleased to meet you.” She greeted everyone in her friendly manner. 

“Carwood Lipton, call me Lip, ma’am.” The tall man politely spoke. 

“You can lower your weapon miss, we mean no harm.” Denver's soft voice pulled Mars’ attention back to Sam. 

“Bam, how do you know him?” Sam asked questioningly, still not shifting from her defensive stance. Mars forgot that Sam wasn’t as eagerly pleased to see other human life like she was.

“Oh, um. Sam, this is Denver. He is my neighbour. We were together at the start of the outbreak and then I lost him, we got split up by a hoard. I was by myself for a bit before you found me. But he saved my life. This was the nice neighbour I told you about.” 

Mars had avoided talking about Denver, feeling too sad and guilty about losing him. She conveniently ‘forgot’ to tell Sam how she ended up in her predicament and Sam being Sam, she never asked.    

“Denver, Lip and Shifty. This is my good friend Samantha-uh, Sam.” Mars paused, trying to recall her surname but came up blank. Sam hadn’t told her what her last name was. “She saved my life a couple of weeks ago.” 

The men smiled at her cheerily, but unlike with Mars they kept their distance from Sam. 

“Hi.” Sam’s retort was short, she wasn’t planning to stay long or get to know these men. 

“Well, Mars. This looks like the group for you.” Sam tucked her gun back into the holster on her hip. 

“You aren’t planning to stay?” Lipton asked. 

“Mars and I thought it would be for the best if we split up. We were just looking for a safe group for her to join.” But during her explanation Mars huffed in displeasure. 

“We? No, I never said we should split up. But old Sam here doesn’t think I am safe with her.” Mars’ turned to Bull to complain. 

“Would you like to spend a few days with us? If you truly don’t want to stay, we won’t force you.” Denver offered a solution. 

“Yes.” 

“No.” 

The girls both replied in tandem. 

“Don’t listen to Sam. Yes, she will take that offer. Thank you Denver.” 

“Marleen!” Sam tried to argue, but the younger girl held up her hand, in turn silencing Sam. 

“Stay and make sure I’m safe. You promised.” Mars’ tone was firm, she didn’t fuck around with pinky promises. 

“Fine.” The older girl sighed, rolling her eyes at the smug looking Mars. 

After the awkward introduction and decision to stay as a group, everyone continued on in their journey. 

“Where are you guys heading?” Mars asked as she walked alongside Denver, “And what’s with Bull?” She had caught the nickname that Lip had called the larger man. 

“We are heading to a safe zone in Idaho.” Denver informed his smaller counterpart. 

“And Bull got his name from when we first met.” Lip interrupted their conversation, he fell into step next to Denver. 

“Do tell.” Mars pried, curious to know the reason for the odd nickname. 

“Well, Shifty and I watched this behemoth of a man tip a whole car onto an oncoming hoard. He was like a bull on steroids. Hence the name.” Lip clapped his friend on the shoulder as he grinned widely. 

“The car was already half tipped.” Denver ever so modestly clarified. But Lip only laughed and squeezed the man’s shoulder. 

“So, what’s up with your friend?” Bull leant in to whisper to Mars, his eyes cast forward on the lone walking woman ahead of them. 

“Well, when I lost you I thought I could try and find you in Albany. So I did my very best and made my way there. Unfortunately, I didn’t find you, but a group of unfriendly men did. Sam had arrived just as things were getting hairy and saved my ass. I have been superglued to her side ever since.” Mars explained the nature of their meeting. 

“She’s not much of a talker.” The young blonde started and stopped when Bull started to laugh. 

“What?” She asked, tilting her head in confusion. 

“Marleen, you aren’t one to be quiet. Poor girl, you must’ve chatted her ear off.” Denver teased the young woman. 

Mars chuckled and nodded her head in confirmation. 

“So, where’s she from?” Bull naturally enquired about Marleen’s friend. 

“Uh-“ she started, searching her brain for the information, “I’m not sure.” The young blonde shrugged, but Denver’s brows furrowed together. 

“What did she do?” He asked another basic question, one that Mars would surely know. 

“I- I don’t know.” Mars shyly replied. 

“Where is she going?” Bull continued in his line of questioning. She surely had to know something about the girl. 

“I-uh. Um.” The young girl stalled before she sighed, “She didn’t tell me. But in hindsight I can’t remember asking.” 

“Marleen, how long have you known Sam?” Denver questioned his young friend. 

“Like two weeks.” Mars replied meekly, ducking her head out of view. “I told you she isn’t chatty!” 

Bull laughed and swung his arm around the young girl's shoulders and squeezed her in tightly. He had so dearly missed Mars, and was thanking his lucky stars that she had found someone, however mysterious, to keep her safe and well. 

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Sam walked ahead of the group, she could hear them chatting behind her. Mars seemed thrilled to be reunited with her neighbour, but Sam felt on edge. 

This was now more people she didn’t know and quite frankly didn’t really want to try and get to know. She had gone against everything in her being to befriend the young blonde but now there were three new people. 

“SR-25.” The young man fell into step with Sam. 

“Yeah, government issued.” The tall woman glanced over her shoulder to her army rifle that was slung over her back. 

“Army?” Shifty asked.

“Three years.” Sam confirmed with a nod. “I am, was, a specialist.” 

“You served?” She queried, the man seemed to know his rifles.

“No. But I do enjoy hunting. My father loved to hunt and shoot, taught me everything he knew.” The young man seemed to beam with pride speaking of his father. He appeared to take him in high regard. 

“You must be a good shot.” Sam hummed in agreement. 

“No, no. I’m not a good shot. Now Dad, he was an excellent shot- excellent, I declare. He could shoot the wings off a fly.” 

“Don’t listen to Shifty, Sam.” Lip caught up with the pair as Bull and Mars were hot on his heels, “That boy is the best sharp shooter I’ve ever met. He can toss a coin in the air and hit it with his rifle. Hits it dead centre every time.” The taller man boasted about his shorter friend who blushed.  

“Ah, I’m not that good.” Shifty smiled widely up at the taller man. 

“Shifty, you’re too modest.” Bull chimed in, patting the man on his shoulder. 

Mars smiled along the line that fell into step with Sam and Shifty. Even though she had only known the two men for a couple of hours she could tell they had the same nature as her neighbour. 

The group had made camp in a clearing in the woods. The men had their own tents, and equipment, so Sam and Mars kept their sleeping arrangement. 

Mars quickly set up the tent a couple of metres away from the firepit as Sam searched for wood to burn. She laid flat their sleeping bags and slotted their bags into the opening of the shelter before she zipped it up. 

The young girl perched on the log next to Sam as she started the fire. She watched the girl lean over and spark the flint. Mars sighed in content resting her head on the older girl’s back as she worked. 

“You allgood, Bam?” Sam checked in, cursing slightly when the wind blew out her small fire. 

“Just happy we are altogether.” The blonde let her heavy eyes close as she listened to her friend's steady breathing. 

Mars seemed to be more exhausted than normal. After Sam had successfully started her fire and sat up straight the younger girl let out a groan of complaint. Samantha didn’t think much of what she was doing as she pulled the petite blonde’s torso into her lap. Mars’ head laid on her legs as she snuggled in getting comfortable. 

“Sleepy?” Sam questioned the quiet girl. She nodded, her eyes still closed. “Must’ve been all that excitement. Huh, Bam?” Sam ran her fingers through the girl's hair. 

It was oddly second nature and unlike before it didn’t feel uncomfortable. Sam felt as if she had a small kitten nestled into her lap. 

Mars mumbled incoherently. Sam craned her head down to hear her better. 

“What?” She whispered not wanting to disturb the settled girl. 

“Stay.” Mars said sleepily, her breathing quickly turned even as she fell asleep.  

“She’s tuckered out.” Bull said as he took a seat next to Sam. 

The tall blonde nodded her head looking down at the now peaceful girl on her lap. 

“I wanted to say thank you.” Bull started, making Sam look up. 

“For what?” Her brows furrowed, she had done nothing to this man for him to give thanks. 

“Looking after Marleen. You don’t really seem like the type of person to take kindly to strangers.” Bull had made a quick assumption about the girl, but he wasn’t wrong. 

“And I’ll be the first to say she can be quite a handful.” The bulky man jested, attempting to lighten the mood and extend an olive branch. Sam smirked, she knew exactly what he meant. 

“So, where are you from Sam?” Shifty asked as he sat across from the pair on the log they had placed on the other side of the fire.  

“Massachusetts.” Sam replied politely, it seemed like Mars had rubbed off on her. “Where are you all from?” 

“I lived above Mars in New York but I’m originally from Arkansas.” Sam could tell that Bull was a country boy from the thick twang of his accent. 

“I’m from Virginia and Lip is from West Virginia.” Shifty answered for his friend who settled beside him with a smile. 

“We met up when we were both trying to flee the state.” Lip added. “We both appeared to be heading in the same direction, so we stuck together. And then we found Bull wandering on his lonesome, so we had to pick him up.” 

“Yeah, the boys found me just in time.” Bull replied with his head down. The two other men shared a sad smile. 

“Did something happen?” Sam finally caved and asked the group. 

“A group had found me prior to these two, took everything I had and roughed me up a bit. Bastards left me for dead.” The larger man frowned in displeasure at the memory. 

“When we found him he hadn’t eaten or drunk in days and had some serious blood loss.” Shifty noted. “Didn’t seem fair ten against one.” 

Sam’s brows raised in shock. It was sick how people thought they could get away with anything during this time. But then her own actions flooded through her head, the way she had killed that man was nothing but brutal. However, Sam would never leave someone half dead and struggling. She always finished her jobs. 

“It’s been crazy out there.” Sam stated as the rest of the group nodded. 

“Yeah, people have kinda lost their minds.” Lip agreed. 

They spent the rest of the night sharing stories around the campfire, it was mostly the men who talked amongst themselves while Sam listened. Mars by the end of the evening was still sleeping soundly in the older girl’s lap. 

“Would you like some help?” Bull asked as Sam looked down at Mars trying to figure out how to get the both of them back into bed without waking her. 

“Oh, yes please.” The tall girl lent back as Denver scooped the small girl from her lap and into his arms. He seemed to lift her with ease, the girl snuggled into his warmth as she buried her face into his chest. 

Bull and Sam walked to their tent, Sam opened the sleeping bag for the large man to carefully place Mars. Once she had been sufficiently tucked in, Bull ran his hand over the sleeping girl’s hair. 

“Night, you two.” He whispered waving Sam goodbye as he made his way back over to where the other men had set up their tents. 

The taller girl got into her own sleeping bag and laid her head on her makeshift pillow, which was just t-shirts she hadn’t used yet scrunched into a ball. 

Mars lay facing towards her, her features were at rest. At that moment Sam didn’t think she had anyone look so at peace. The older girl reached over to her sleeping friend and brushed the stray hair away from her face. 

“I’ll stay.” Sam whispered before she turned over and fell asleep herself. 

WHOOP WHOOP Bull is alive and well and we have more BOB men joining us the party is really heating up now! We love Shifty and Lip what cuties, of course they would find each other in the middle of the end of the world, our cute little country men!

[ravennaortiz]

I'm back! Missed you! I would have been back sooner but for some reason I was drawing blanks.

Then, THEN! I realized I hadn't seen a "one bed" for Happy and was like 😱! And immediately, my brain started going. Thinking maybe it's a lockdown and he finds you trying to fall asleep in a chair or something and goes "oh hell no" protective, says to stay with him, because it's safer, but does NOT think it through. Cue adorably awkward panicked realization. 💜

10, 33, 2, 15, 32

I'm so glad you are back!!!!!!!! I missed you too!!!!!

One bed for Happy??!!!!! With awkward and cute panic? I can work some magic for you!

Prompts

10.Shit. Only one bed

33. Are you blushing?

2. I'm not the right man for you.

15. Are you gonna kiss me or not?

32. You're mine.

Tag List: @keyweegirlie @hatersaremymotivators @meera10 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @youngadult9016 @littlefrogbrain

One Bed

You had finally gotten comfortable on the floor of the clubhouse when you felt someone kneel next to you and a hand touch your arm. "Leave me alone" you snapped not caring who it was. Between being ran off the road this morning and then being forced to join SAMCRO's lockdown because of it your patience was gone. You wanted to be in your own home and bed. Yet here you were trying to use your bloody hoodie as a pillow and barrier to the sticky wooden floor, with someone bothering you.

"Come with me" stated Happy unamused to find you on the floor. he made a mental note to have a chat with the prospect on expectations in the morning. "You can stay in my room" he added as you finally looked at him.

You had half a mind to give him a tongue lashing for making you have to come here. You could take care of yourself, but something in his eyes made you bite your tongue. Keeping your angry thoughts to yourself for tonight.

A few minutes later you were coming out of the bathroom in Happys dorm after changing into one of his samcro shirts he had offered and washing off the grime of the day. You tilted your head at the sight of Happy still in the room his face full of distress.

Happy swallowed hard as he looked at you in the door way. He had been so caught up in being protective of you that he hadn't considered his room only had the small one person bed. What had he been thinking? "It's not what it looks like" he stated making you smile.

"What exactly is it not?" you replied as you raised your brows.

"Not trying to sleep with you" blurted out Happy quickly. "

"Excuse me?' you stated not sure if you should be offended or not by his statement as your cheeks heated up.

"Are you blushing or angry?" asked Happy as he watched you cross your arms as your face flushed. "I mean I could but like not what i'm trying to do. I want you to sleep, but not with me. Or not me with you. Not fuck but like sleep. I don't want you sleeping elsewhere though. Unless you want too. I mean you can do what you want. I prefer you don't. But also i'm not exactly the right man for you, but i could be. Only if you want. But sleep, we should sleep. Not together or we could. Its up to you." rambled Happy as he tried to explain himself but failed.

"Happy, shut up" you stated as you walked over to him and pushed him back onto the bed.

Obediently Happy shut his mouth and watched you as you looked down at him. His breath hitched when you straddled his lap adn touched his nose with yours.

"Are you gonna kiss me or not?" you inquired as you let a small smile play across your lips. Happy nodded but did not move. Rolling your eyes you pressed your soft lips to his gently at first. A settle rock of your hips had his brain kicking into gear finally as he grabbed your face kissing you back.

After a moment you pulled back with a smirk. "You're mine now Happy Lowman" you stated before pushing him completely down onto the bed as he submitted to you.

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[peachybutch]

first day as a 26th century sim trooper I accidentally kill our captain and I have my men strip him and give me his armor to make it look like nothing happened and we aren't a man down, but my voice is very different from our team leader's voice and the enemy can clearly tell that there's an entire naked corpse just sitting behind our base

second day as a 26th century sim trooper i bribe my men to start singing a chant i carefully crafted to spread misinformation and further my strategic ends but they change the lyrics to be about dicks and the enemy isn't misdirected at all

third day as a 26th century sim trooper i lure our enemies into our side of the box canyon and send a sniper to shoot them from the high ground but there was a tank on the trail up to the overlook and he couldn’t decide whether to try and shoot it or just go around and by the time the tank got up and left on her own the enemy had already passed safely below

fourth day as a 26th century sim trooper we attempt to have a battle against the red team but because of a teleporter mishap one of my team members had a really similar armor color to my ex girlfriend, so i got confused and attacked the wrong guy. so now i'm stuck trying to act like i meant to do that around this total loser of a second in command, because how the fuck do you explain that after a battle?

fifth day as a 26th century sim trooper and some sort of alien wanders into the canyon. I want to execute him for being an alien but my second in command convinces me to let the alien stay, because we want to do more alien tech based strategies and he's pretty sure having a team alien can help with that. after the welcome to the team quest the alien steals the magic spaceship at the end of it and impregnates my second in command and leaves

sixth day as a 26th century sim trooper my loser second in command calls me for reinforcements after the rookie loses our flag, but in the confusion of leaving i forgot to take the tank that would blow up the enemy base, so we have to wait behind a rock for like eight hours while the rookie walks back to get it. he blows me up

seventh day as a 26th century sim trooper and my ghost finally joins my loser second in command back at the blue base, turns out he's actually a pretty cool guy, and he isn't even that mad at me for letting the alien get him pregnant. i decide to shoot my shot but i'm really nervous and keep on stalling because what if i mess up our relationship and by extension make this whole thing awkward, and eventually he just says goodnight and goes back to his room, where my ex girlfriend is in the process of setting up to kick him in the balls

eighth day as a 26th century sim trooper and my loser second in command tells me i should call command, who we have not been talking to for a while bc they also talk to the red team, to find out if they were the ones that sent my ex girlfriend and why. but the whole time im sitting in their voicemail menu in their underground cavern i'm worried that this has something to do with the alien thing or how awkward i made it last night

ninth day as a 26th century sim trooper i try to tactfully ask command if they sent a freelancer to help our team and it turns out the idea of using freelancers in the canyon never occurred to them, but now that i've suggested it they're really into it. in order to save my loser second in command i volunteer to be the one to call my ex girlfriend

tenth day as a 26th century sim trooper on my way back to my base I'm stealing a robot body when i realize i won't be able to get my ex girlfriend out of my second in command's room until i get command to tell her to do something else. i go back to my second in command and ask him to find somewhere else to sleep for the time being, and he tells me that if there were anywhere else for him to sleep he already would have done that. that doesn't change the fact that my ex girlfriend is still here. i go back to my room to sulk. my ex girlfriend is there

eleventh day as a 26th century sim trooper i find a little ai chip in my second in command's bedding and deduce it belonged to my ex girlfriend. without asking permission or telling my loser second in command goodbye i go back to the underground cavern to ask command what's up. don't ask what i was doing in my loser second in command's room. it's not important

twelfth day as a 26th century sim trooper i disguise myself as a freelancer and enter the structure that command told me the ai chip was from. in the middle of messing with the computer that the chip came from i make eye contact with the guy guarding the structure. IT'S THE ALIEN THAT GOT MY LOSER SECOND IN COMMAND PREGNANT. after i get the info that i need to go to the project freelancer headquarters, i corner the alien and ask him what the fuck is going on, and he just says "blargh honk" and leaves. i don't know what to say to that so i just let him go

thirteenth day as a 26th century sim trooper i'm honestly so sick of not knowing what's going on, so i adjust my freelancer costume to passably disguise myself as my ex girlfriend and break into the project freelancer headquarters. Sure enough, the director is willing to talk to me directly now. I ask what he implanted my ex girlfriend with an ai chip and sent her to my base for, and he told me that command heard one of my men singing a chant, and it contained all of the military's top secret ai programs. command sent my ex girlfriend to intimidate him into silence before he figured out what it meant. he shares the first line with me but i get kicked out before he can share any more. he doesn't need to. through a bizarre coincidence of homophones, it's the dicks version of my misinformation chant

fourteenth day as a 26th century sim trooper i go back to my loser second in command and tell him everything, urging him to join forces with the red team to attack the freelancer headquarters because of the shit revealed in the misinformation dicks chant. he tells me frankly that he doesn't respect me as a leader anymore. i ask him to become team leader himself if that's really true, because i can understand not respecting me, but i can't do this alone. he agrees to help me attack project freelancer

fifteenth day as a 26th century sim trooper. due to the information in the dicks chant, and thanks to my loser second in command singing it over and over again while planning our battle strategy, our team carries the day. in all the chaos, my loser second in command gives birth and has a kid. the kid's ugly as shit. my ex girlfriend tells me that she actually likes sleeping in my bed now and she would like to kick me out of it for good and keep it for her own from now on if i don't mind. i do mind, especially now that neither the team i've grown to call my family nor the man i love have any use for me, but i don't tell her that

sixteenth day as a 26th century sim trooper i'm preparing to step down and leave to i don't know where, maybe to try to figure out what the fuck i'm supposed to do as an ai reincarnation of the director of project freelancer, when my loser second in command stops me and asks me where i'm going. he says he had hoped i would continue to be team leader. i was unaware he still considered me his leader in the first place. i agree, and he tells me he's really happy to have me sticking around with him. he has known i am the most bizarre and interesting man he has ever met, and that he wants to spemd the rest of his time in this canyon sitting around and bitching with me. he's known this ever since the day i asked him to strip a dead guy for me and leave him naked out in the sun, and he could not for the life of him figure out why

[sun-stricken]

Headcannoms about friendship between Bickslow and Gray? I like to think after the fighting festival he really tries to make it up to Gray.

Gray: ‘we’re chill. It’s fine.’

Bickslow: ‘my babies will now perform a dance of apology’

Also a scenario I’d like to share!

Lucy: hey, Gray I picked up your mail. Why do you have a letter from a modelling agency?

Gray: oh that. I don’t know they just keep sending me them even though I’ve told them no.

Lucy: you’ve turned them down repeatedly?! *while crying inside*

Gray: yeah? It’s weird ‘cause I didn’t even apply.

Lucy: Lucy kick!

i for some reason hadn’t considered the idea of them having a close friendship, but i am now so here! a gift !

i had so much fun with this

* my personal hc is that Bickslows dolls feel a lot of what he himself feels, and also theyre kinda like birds

* so they too try to make it up to Gray, they bring him little things they find, such as shiny rocks, pins, and other tiny objects they find

* Bickslow just nods in approval from the sidelines when they bring them to Gray

* They were both fairly awkward with each other post festival but after Bickslow gave Gray an honest apology they began to turn over a new leaf

* people find the friendship strange tbh, Gray is known as this vaguely calm and like, super normal guy, and Bickslow is just— not

* theyre surprisingly comfortable with each other

* they dont hang out a lot outside the guild, but thats not to say they dont ever,

* While they dont work the best together and it took a while be able to fight along side on another,

* If the Thunder Legion and Team Natsu have to pair up usually they do bc they’re comfortable with each other and trust can go a long way

* theyre both texting fiends, like its a problem how much they message their friends, so when they found out the other was the same oh my god was it a train wreck

* their conversations can go for hours and if you read through them youd probably have an aneurysm because the topics make no sense and Bix doesn’t even try to spell correctly

* They have gotten close and friendly but that doesnt mean theu ever know what to expect from the other, their opinions and thoughts are so different from each other, if rhey ever have the same idea its like all the stars and planet’s have aligned and world is about to end

* Bickslows hair is naturally black and Gray helped him dye it once and they deadass looked they walk out the smurf set for weeks, Bix’s bathroom looked like they murdered a hundred of them

* Gray has an affinity for collecting hand weapons (swords, spears, bows, etc) while Bickslow likes taking apart and building old bombs (actual explosive grenades, land mines, smoke/flash grenades)

* they bonded over it and talked about it in public and terrified about 20 people rhat were in earshot

* theyre both a big hit with kids

* Bickslow gets added to the long list of people who barge into Gray house unannounced

* a lot of the time they will talk (coughcomplaincough) about two different things in the same convo

* Bickslow: the cops were at my door again last night because of the inactive grenade i threw in the fountain, woke me up and everything

* Gray: ugh, i hate that, Natsu blew up a building again and Erza yelled at the both of us

* Bickslow: thats so rude, do you think i should make another one and send it to them?

* Gray: totally, she knew it wasnt me but i still got scolded

so happy ppl have realized how pretty Gray is, now we’re gonna talk abt it bc im an overachiever

* Hes been scouted by plenty of different modeling agencies over the years, which really boosted his ego but very quickly became annoying as hell bc he never even applied

* He gets a couple a month, and he accepted once just to get them off his back and found it really embarrassing bc he was everywhere

* his friends in and outside the guild bought the magazines he was featured in and teased him mercilessly and he never stepped foot in another agency ever again

* Hes really photogenic but hates gets his photo taken, most of the pictures hes in ‘willingly’ hes glaring at the camera

* he now just blocks the numbers they call him on and throws out the letter they send him, if they stop him on the street he will walk away before the conversation even starts

* when Lucy found out something inside her died a little

* she pestered him about it and said she’ll go with him! he wont even have to take the money for it! she’ll take it! 😁

* she gets shot down every time but that doesnt mean she quit trying

[prettyspicyhoney]

intro post

DNI: minors! (for your safety and ours) zionists, racists, any typa queerphobics, pedos/MAPs, zoophiles

hi, you can call me Mal or Honey <3

i’m queer, gender-fluid, and non-monogamous i usually use they/she/he pronouns (preference is in that order) don't use it/its for me

deeply autistic, - talk to me about poetry, media analysis, kinks (- like their history/ psychology), baking, embroidery, painting

asks open!!! prompts and fantasies so so very prefered dms open too moots,

non-mutuals please be clear and concise in what you are after if I don't follow/haven't interacted with you and you DM me.

Please be honest about what it is you want from the start. I strongly prefer clear open communication, even if it makes things awkward for a second. you can interact even if your kinks are in my hard limits - just dont try and engage in them with me nsfw stuff below

I'm very much a switch - do not try engage me in play / a scene without talking to me first kinks: ( not included on the list but are faves) : bratting, praise, begging, medical kink, training, cockwarming, marks, crying, body worship, oviposition, vamp/prey, power dynamics, roleplaying toxic power imbalance, gender fuckery, more experienced / virgin,

hard limits: necrophilia, bestiality, raceplay, feet, vomit, scat, vore, being dehumanized, ED, eating being controlled, blackmail, me being intoxicated, abandonment threats, godplay / idolatry.

- im a person, treat me with respect or kick rocks

[grwwrrrr]

CaitVi High School AU (pre-dating)

- They met during an English class. While learning of old English literature , they got paired together by the teacher for their project. Vi is a huge fan of old English text like Shakesphere but, Caitlyn couldn’t say the same. They work together on the project and after its done then end up school friends.

- They start walking eachother to class, eating lunch together waiting with each other for their rides home ( Vi waiting w/ Caitlyn for her mom to pick her up and then biking home later). Eventually one day Vi asks Caitlyn if she wants to hang out after school and she agrees. They hang out at a park.

- It was a short walk from their school, they walked together. Vi kicking rocks as Caitlyn calls her mom and tells her not to pick her up since she is going to a club after school and will get a ride. They sat on the swings together, slowly rocking back and forth talking about whatever came to their minds. At one point Caitlyn laughs so hard at something Vi says she falls backwards off the swing and is so embarrassed she walks off. Vi follows after her and it turns into them chasing eachother around for a bit.

- Vi catches up to her and knocks her to the ground, landing above her, the two out of breathe. They stare at eachother for a minute before Vi gets off her, flushed. Claiming her dad wants her home, she says bye quickly and rides off on her bike. Caitlyn just watches her, dusting herself off before walking back towards the school to wait for Jayce’s club to finish so he can drive her home.

- They dont text that night but, when they return to school it’s only a little awkward before they get back into their normal rythm. Sitting in class tossing papers back n forth, looking over at eachother’s papers.

- At lunch they sit together with some friends (mostly caitlyn’s), Caitlyn waiting in the lunch line with Vi even though she packed her own lunch. Sometimes she’ll ask Vi to grab something she likes for her. They sit down in the booth, mostly ignoring everyone else and just focused on their own conversations.

- Vi walks Caitlyn to her next period class and stays in the classroom to talk to her until seconds before the bell goes off, then she runs out trying to make it on time (never does).

- Has a google doc they are constantly talking on and if their teachers catch onto them and block the site, Vi will immediately get on email to bother her instead.

- They go to every tryout for their school’s teams even if they suck, they just go to have fun and keep track of who has gotten accepted on the team and who has been turned down.

- ok im bored now, this started with like a story line but ended up just being random, bye -

[beesbeesdragons]

I have been BRAINROTTING over an FMA/Pokemon crossover and I need to share it so!!!

this is gonna be a 'characters exist in the context of another universe' crossover, btw so prepare for that!!!! mostly gonna use Kanto-Alola, bc im not familiar really with Galar and Paldea (except for SNOM and Wooloo)

anyway!

regional starters don't reeeeeally matter in this version, if there's a lack of starters in one region, they'll get a starter from another region

any characters who are State Alchemists are now Gym Leaders! Roy is a fire-type, Armstrong is fighting-type, etc. Olivier is a member of the Elite Four because she's just That Good.

Edward Elric and Alphonse Elric grow up in Pallet Town, alongside Winry Rockbell, whose parents are doctors who sometimes help out Professor Oak with stuff.

Trisha Elric and Delia Ketchum are besties, so Ed and Al also grow up with Ash, who is ~2 years older (eg. when Ash goes to Hoenn, Ed is just starting his journey and drags Al along

when Ed and Al are about 4/5, Trisha gets sick when there's an outbreak of disease in the area. She died from this, but Ed and Al move in with the Rockbells (as Delia can't financially support three young children on a single salary).

Hohenheim, btw, is off doing something vaguely justice-y, maybe he's in deep cover in Team Rocket? Idk, but he's not in the picture. Ed and Al know that he's 'busy with work', but can't know what that is. He does his best to keep in contact, but Van Honhenheim is legally dead so there's that issue.

Father is Hohenheim's twin, and is all around a terrible guy. He leads a crime syndicate in one of the regions (don't ask where, maybe Kalos?) that is NOT the main evil team, and the Homunculi are his enforcers.

The homunculi all specialise in a different type (eg. Envy is a bug specialist, Pride is a ghost specialist, Sloth is a fighting specialist, etc). They're annoying as fuck to deal with, and fight by their own rules. If you're in a battle with them, you are aiming to kill, because they won't hesitate to kill you if you lose.

anyway, Winry's parents are killed during an attack by Team Rocket while they were travelling, but are fairly well-known by the Gym Leaders and Elite Four of various regions for,,,,reasons (I.e. they helped out one of the Champions in a tight spot and earned the respect of most).

Just before they get killed, however, Ash leaves on his journey. Ed does NOT particularly like Pikachu, and it's...a situation. But Ed can't WAIT to go on his journey!!!

then, of course, they're vibing and just living life when something comes round to kick their asses.

Its team rocket.

listen, these two kids are at least vaguely related to Professor Elric (aka Hohenheim, he helped out Professor Oak until he found Stuff and went into deep cover to keep the family safe) so surely they know something about his research, right? right???

they, uh, they don't. But the attack happens one night when they're in their dad's study reading about something. a lone member of team rocket is sent to 'retrieve them', and ends up fucking up so much that goddamn ARCEUS gets involved

basically, Ed and Al were just vibing when this fucker, instead of doing the sensible thing and knocking them out and then just nabbing them, decides to bring out a fuckin scyther who...can't grab stuff. shit happens, Ed loses a leg in the initial scuffle but when he's trying to get to Al, loses his arm, and Al...comes off better, but not much. He's lose a few fingers (ring and pinky on his right hand) and a chunk of his shoulder, and also got his larynx badly damaged, but he's...not in immediate danger.

A few weeks pass, and a Gym Leader named Roy comes around to investigate as a favour to one of the Officers Jenny. He's there with his best friend/sort-of girlfriend (Ed doesn't really know, it's definitely something), and he's awkward and angry.

Roy keeps it quiet, it's all under wraps, but when he was younger, before he became a Gym Leader, he was a member of Team Rocket. He...thought they were good, but he was wrong. He left soon after that and dragged his childhood friend, Riza, out with him. Since then, he's become the Elite Four and International Police's investigator and attack dog, while training to inherit the Cinnabar Island Gym.

[pawbeanies]

Hello Chuu my love my darling my angel my sweet sweet pup, do you have any fantasies involving being used by strangers or recognized by followers, and if so, care to elaborate? Mwah

helloooo anon my dearest my googy my anonnn!!! my tail is wagging at all the sweet names btw thank youu. hehe im lovedarlingangelsweetpup ...

mwah i fear i am putting my fantasies are under the readmoreee. you got me

covering my face with my hands i fear youve hit such a weak spot... i have never written down a Lot about my Fantasies fantasies i think so. looking away. i am just typing and typing and typing a

i think like. being used by strangers is so !!! good for fantasies!!! i think the like ... concept of being on a crowded train or something and having everyone be oblivious to the fact that someone(s plural?!?!)s touching me is sooo. the like .. being on the subway and trying to hold on to something while the train rocks and someone presses themselves up against my back. oh nooo the trains are waiting for signal clearance... we are gonna be here for a while... being dragged off the train by said stranger at the next stop to Continue is alsooo. a lot.

part TWO of being used by strangers i think soo much of like. going to a party with a friend but going through the Introvert Nightmare of clinging to the wall while my friend who brought me to the party is off talking to other people?? sitting next to someone i don't know and maybe striking up an (awkward) conversation with them. ... not realizing they're getting a little closer n a little touchy. i think ending up lowkey being felt up by a stranger at a party and having any noise i make drowned out by the sound of people chatting or music playing would be kind of wild... this one is a recurring fantasy fksjfj pawbeanies confession sometimes i put on like Party Ambiance Sounds to like get the full fantasy experience except it also makes me kind of sleepy

ofc like u can imagine both of these with People plural also. they are very flexible concepts in. my brain. there is a small department of braincells dedicated to Fantasies Of Being Used By Strangers

kicking my feet i havent thought that much about being Recognized by followers (mostly because i didnt think like. i have only now realized that thats a thing. that can happen now.???) but aaaa. the likeee. being pulled to the side by someone who Knows and being shown all my posts like. oh noo..... it would be a shame if everyone found out such a sweet innocent and soft-spoken person was actually a gross pervert?? ofc there is a way for this to stay a secret .....

hmhmhm i think also a fantasy of like... vaguely related to being recognized but. going Undercover to do nasty stuff with ppl from Internet... like secret identity but like. gross about it... and then bam its like the wig comes off and actually that Weird Internet Dog is actually chuu from (department i work in) that always says hello to everyone in the hallways ..... recognized ....

in like a horrible no good turn of events i think these are all just plots to doujins ive read and liked and now i gotta go like touch grass. i think. for my own good... the moral of the story... drink water...

[tklpilled]

could i take this genshin character in a (tickle) fight

albedo: probably? unless he uses one of his alchemy tricks or smth idk

alhaitham: i could if he liked me enough

amber: yeah. shes probably smaller than me and even though she's strong i feel like she'd be easy to overpower while being tickled

itto: maybe. depends on the day

baizhu: i could but i wouldn't WANT to because i feel like i'd accidentally kill him

barbara: okay my initial thought was yes. but now that i think about it i feel like she'd be surprisingly good and pull out all the unexpected tricks and stuff

beidou: absolutely not and i'd let her wreck my shit

bennett: obviously

candace: no.

charlotte: i dont know much about her but just looking at her i'm saying yes

chongyun: i dont think that boy has won a tickle fight in his LIFE

cyno: i do think he's REALLY ticklish but tighnari's the only one who could win against him tbh

dainsleif: i think he's ticklish but only in random areas so he'd just stare at me if i tried tickling him and then destroy me

dehya: it would be a good fight. but yes

diluc: on one hand he's super ticklish but on the other hand he'd break my arm easily

eula: yes

faruzan: her old ass bones would SHATTER if i touched her idk

fischl: LMAO yeah

freminet: yes but i'd either let him win or accidentally squish him to death bc i get cuteness aggression and hes like. my son

furina: she'd be way too overconfident in herself and i would DEMOLISH her

ganyu: i could if i wanted to but i'd probably let it end in a tie

gorou: yall act like it'd be easy to beat him. NO that mf is a GENERAL of an ARMY. like i could win but that shit wouldnt be easy

hu tao: i think it'd be close but she'd win. it would be the most fun out of everyone though

jean: i definitely could but i'd be scared to try 😭

kazuha: yes. no question about it

kaeya: HELL no

ayaka: absolutely. she'd let me win too

ayato: idk im kinda scared of him

kaveh: i'd be surprised if he managed to lay a hand on me

keqing: i could if i tried hard enough

kirara: i know nothing about her except that she's canonically ticklish so yes

sara: she's either super ticklish or not ticklish at all i can't decide. so my answer changes depending on which

shinobu: i'm also scared of her but in a way that makes me want to beat her even more

layla: i don't know enough about her but first thought is yes

lisa: god no

lynette: she has not one but TWO brothers definitely not

lyney: i would only win if he let me

mika: i would rock his shit

mona: i could pay her to let me win. i'd win anyway but it would be easier

neuvillette: i'd probably punch him first but yeah

nilou: i could but a part of me wants to let her win

ningguang: yes but only if she doesn't stab me with her $16mil heels first

noelle: she could win if she wanted to but i think she'd be too nice to fight back

raiden: yes. plus i think she'd be curious abt what tickling feels like so she probably wouldnt even try to win

razor: maybe but i'm scared he'd bite me

rosaria: she would ALSO bite me

kokomi: i'd def win. just look at her

shenhe: i could in theory but i feel like she'd accidentally kill me

heizou: i would beat his ass

sucrose: like albedo but MUCH easier

childe: no. he has big brother advantage over me

thoma: honestly i have no clue. i'd just love to have a tickle fight with him regardless

tighnari: i want to say yes but he'd kick my ass if i even thought about it

traveler: i could win EASILY for both of them

venti: i could but i would have to spend like five minutes learning how to undo a corset and it would be really awkward

scaramouche: i want to say yes. i REALLY want to say yes. but realistically........

wriothesley: i wouldnt even waste my time trying

xiangling: in terms of strength and willpower i could probably win but i feel like she's super good with teasing and that would put me at a big disadvantage

xiao: kind of? i don't think he'd know what tickling is/how to do it but i also think he'd kill me before i could teach him

xingqiu: he'd be so confident in himself bc he wins against his friends all the time. hell no i'm beating his pretentious ass UP

xinyan: yes. another really fun one right up there next to hu tao

yae miko: she would end me and i'd probably thank her afterwards tbh

yanfei: see this one is tough bc i can see it going both ways

yelan: another character i don't know shit about. all i know is that she's pretty and her mains scare me so i'm gonna go with no

yoimiya: yes? but i have a feeling she'd kind of let me win bc she thinks its fun

yun jin: in some universe i'd lose. but it damn well isn't this one

zhongli: he'd make me agree to a contract with the tiniest print ever saying "no breathing" or something and then beat my ass when i break it

[natasha-in-space]

Okay so can you write about how it'd be like if yoosung was in a relationship with a male mc who is tall and very muscular (hes built like hulk) but is a very soft and gentle guy. Basically the definition of "gentle giant" and is extremely shy asf. He is also very clumsy and is a shit cook. I imagine when yoosung said that "please dont be afraid when u see me, im still the man who loves you" the mc felt the same. Like ofc yoosung knows hes a dude but he doesnt know how he looks.

Also i am thinking how it'd be like him introducing this dude he now is in a relationship with to his parents (i want to think the reaction is positive).

I just wanna imagine someone as petite as yoosung with a big guy

OUGH, anon, I LIVE for this kind of dynamic! You made me giggle and kick my legs with your ask.

While, yeah, I think Yoosung would be rather... surprised the first time they finally meet one another face to face, it's mostly just the natural reaction of unexpectedness, nothing negative. Yoosung simply had a bit of a softer image in mind, due to his MC's sweet and kind demeanor in chat and on the phone. You can't really help the fact that we naturally tend to assign certain characteristics to people we haven't met yet! He's definitely not dissatisfied, though. In fact, I think he'll find it rather adorable! It makes him feel a lot better to know that he wasn't the only one nervous about making a good first impression, and, in a way, this shared anxiety helps them both relax and laugh with each other after a while.

Yoosung will be looking up at this MC with stars in his eye and a huge smitten grin stretching his cheeks. And, once the initial surprise dissipates, he will end up asking MC plenty of questions, as well as offer some clumsy, but genuine compliments.

There's just something about a broadly built man that is apparently more attractive to him than he thought. Looks like there is some personal discovering to be made here! It's not solely based on appearance, though. (Although Yoosung definitely thinks about being picked up by his new boyfriend and being pampered without a care in the world). MC's soft and loving personality is also a huge focus of his affections. MC not threatening or off-putting to him in any way, and it is very easy for Yoosung to feel relaxed and open with him in even the most mundane of conversations.

His chest is filled with a small sense of pride as he talks to MC. What he did back at Mint Eye... he did it to protect MC and to prove to himself that he is capable of being the man he wants to be. Yoosung struggles with his masculinity at times, and, knowing that he managed to successfully protect MC, despite being on the smaller side... It makes him feel very good about himself. MC's direct mention of it in particular will make him giggle and rock on his heels in pride.

When it comes to the actual relationship between them, the dynamic is going to be rather endearing! I feel like Yoosung would be the more bold and outspoken one of the two of them. Yes, the 'Hey, he asked for no pickles!' type. It's adorable, really. Wherever MC is shy for any particular reason, Yoosung can be outgoing for both of them. It's really lovely to see. He'll be quick to slip into the conversation if he feels like MC needs some moral support, or he can be the one to call the shots full stop. MC doesn't have to worry about feeling awkward in public spaces with Yoosung there nearby. He got his boyfriend's back.

Subsequently, there will be a lot of physical affection between these two. It'll take them both some time to figure this out (as this is Yoosung's first real relationship), but, eventually, they both come to a mutual agreement that they actually quite enjoy the size difference they share with each other! MC never makes Yoosung feel as 'less of a man' for not being overly tall or muscular, and Yoosung makes it crystal clear that MC's kind and gentle heart is the most amazing thing about him. They are both completely at ease with each other, inside and out. So, when Yoosung admits to the fact that he'd like MC to carry him more often... It's the first step to many more similar instances to come.

Interestingly enough, I like to think of this MC as the little spoon of their relationship. It's certainly amusing to witness such a huge man nuzzle up into Yoosung's chest with a happy sigh, but it happens every day in their household. Meanwhile, Yoosung adores feeling his boyfriends strong arms circle around him, pulling him close to his chest, especially whenever he hugs him from behind in the morning, as he's preparing breakfast. (Too many meals were burnt due to him getting way too distracted by MC's comfy warmth and a desire to turn around and kiss him.).

It's a win-win situation!

In my opinion, Lisa will quickly make MC her favorite person. That kitty always finds a way for them to be together. She is always on his lap, happily purring away. And she always tries to sleep on him, despite his numerous attempts to gently put her down, since he's scared of accidentally hurting her in his sleep.

And, if this MC has a tendency to be clumsy? Yoosung will make an effort to catch him every time. And fail. The first time it happened, poor MC got so worried, he apologized to Yoosung for the entirety of that day. With time, Yoosung simply learns his boyfriend's body language well enough to see him about to stumble before it even happens. There won't be any fall incidents for them to fret about from then on.

Yoosung's mom is going to love MC. Mostly because he's such a softie. I'd like to imagine him always making an effort to help out Yoosung's mom with the chores or carrying around heavy things. Needless to say, she always hands him tons of homemade snacks whenever they come over. Yoosung is a bit flabbergasted at the way his mom coddles his boyfriend, but, hey, at least she definitely loves him! While Yoosung sister is going to tease her brother about MC being a 'big strong man'. It's all lighthearted and nothing ill-spirited, though. She sees how happy Yoosung is, and that's the most important thing in the world.

...In the end, she sleeps on his head.

[samlacy]

COOKIE

Miles and Gwen baking together, it goes miserable wrong.. but its cute!

remember : teens kissing ≠ sexual, so just bc Miles and Gwen kiss (or I would rather say a peck on the lips) DOESN'T MEAN IM SEXUALIZING THEM.

Miles and Gwen are in the same reality and aren't spider(wo)man or anything.

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Miles was in front of Gwen's apartment, not-so-ready to knock on her door. He was reading the "welcome!" carpet for the 6th time now. He felt nervous, which made his heart beat fast.

He tried motivating himself, which worked for a few seconds, enough to make him knock on the door. Suddenly he felt regret wash through him. He kicked the small rock on the side of the door, which oddly landed in the building.

The door opened a pair of eyes peaked through the crack. It was Gwen's, Miles knew them from anywhere, plus he had to for the thousand of sketches he did of her. They were blue and shined through his soul.

She opened the door fully after noticing it's miles. She waved at him and greeted him inside. Miles sent an awkward smile and took of his Jordan's, putting them on the small shelf they had for the shoes. He hang his jacket right over it.

Gwen bounced happily, sneaking herself behind miles to close his eyes with her hands. That of course took Miles off guard, but he played along with it.

"Where are you leading me?" Miles dared to speak as she slowly told him how to move and when to turn around a corner.

"It's a secret!" she giggled as she made Miles turn one more time. She told him to close his own eyes and not to peak.

When she was ready, she spoke up "Okay, you can open them now!"

Miles did so, and his mouth half opened. God she was so pretty. Gwen had a hello kitty themed apron on, it had two small pink ribbons on the front where her straps are. Miles saw the other Apron in her hands, it was Badtz-maru themed. Technically they were matching! It was totally adorable, plus he had black ribbons!!

Other than the fact Gwen was totally stunning, he saw the self made dough on the counter with some ingredients. At that point, he knew they were gonna bake something together.

"Do you like it?" Gwen asks with a small smile planted on her face.

"Oh, I love it!" Miles answers, hearts almost forming in his eyes as he looks at her when she claps from the answer.

"Great! I decided that we should bake this recipe I found in this book", she immediatly turned to the sweets recipe book, flipping over the pages as she finally spotted it and went up to show miles, when he was wrapping the apron around his waist.

"That sounds nice! Let's start then", he smiled as he followed Gwen's moves. She puts the book down as she takes a ball of the dough and flattens it with her hand.

Miles copied it, he took a piece of dough, rolled it and pressed on it. The ball was completely flat compared to Gwen's half flatten ball.

Gwen held back a laugh as she just made him re-do it. Miles was completely confused as he thought it was supposed to be like that.

After another try and another one. He finally got it! With a lot of proud he showed it to Gwen, which she smiled at.

Not expected, she grabbed the side of his faces and pecked him on the lips.

She parted away with a way wider smile now and saw how Miles eyes widened and his cheeks started heating up.

Miles took a little to register what just happend, till he grabbed her waist and kissed her this time, now making Gwen blush as hard as he did.

Out of slight frustration she hit him in the chest part lightly and started giggling. Miles studied her face structure, counting her freckles. The sun peaking out of the window directly hit her face, which made her glow even more.

"Okay, let's focus now!" she warns him as she goes to the cabinet to take an ovenplate out for the small cookies. She placed it on the counter, and started placing the formed doughs on it. Gwanda waited till Miles was also ready so they can start decorating them.

She had small edible objects, sprinkles, chocolate chips and some food colour. Miles was shocked when he saw a little puppy looking sprinkle, ready to use it on his dough. Gwen admired his happiness, clearly nothing could make her happier than seeing Miles smile.

Gwanda decorated 3 of her cookies. The first one was formed like a cat and had a bow on one ear, looking clearly like hello kitty! The second one was plain, just chocolate chip cookie with some sprinkles on it. But the third really seemed like it reminded her of miles. It was a silly cat with red stripes all over it.

"That looks so weird" Miles commented as he giggled at all the designs. As if his was any better!

"You have no right to talk, your cat looks like it got ran over five times", Gwanda uttered, but immediatly laughed out loud as she saw how Miles jaw dropped and his eyes looked at his cat, kinda giving Gwanda a point for that.

"It's not that bad", he mumbled, slightly pouting as he looked down on it. His cat's one ear was bigger than the other while the nose was misplaced. In total, it was a disaster.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say", she chuckled once again.

(Idk how to continue this, but I hope you enjoyed!!)