#like i just stayed on youtube for five minutes while it played

[im-not-a-l0ser]

Okay, I'm playing off of @petes-5yr-cocoa 's headcannon that Max cooks

Max definitely watches YSAC. The first thing he made on a stove was a chopped salami grilled cheese, and the first thing he baked in an oven was bacon.

The first baked good he made, however, was Valentines Day Brownies, which he made when his father was out trolling bars for women. He ate the entire tray before his father got back the next day.

Before baking, he mostly just stuck with the No Heat and the Snacks and Dips recipes. He's definitely made all of the drinks, and showed off his shaky knowledge of cocktails at a party.

He's most definitely gotten the songs stuck in his head, but especially The French Fry Rap. The Egg Series made him genuinely emotional, and Better McMuffins scared him.

He forgets the name for a spatula (the scoopy/scrapey ones used for flipping) and calls them a wangjangler without even realising there's another name for them. Very confusing for his friends the first few times it happens.

He definately made some modified ramen for his first home date with Richie (or, yknow, a 'thanks for tutoring me' meal). I'd say that he kinda combined the egg ramen and steak & spinach ramen.

One of the first gifts Richie got him was the YSAC cook book, which Max responded very excited and enthusiastically to, even though most of his friends were confused when he yelled about how much he loved the gift Richie got him, since they didn't really know too much about his cooking.

Richie also turned him onto B. Dylan Hollis, whom he doesn't like as much as ysac (the deadpan comedy is something he really likes with ysac, says it's the perfect type of comedy for cooking) but he definitely like the more bite sized content with Hollis, and he finds the old recipes weird.

(Max got Richie Baking Yesteryear)

[vivwritesfics]

Lando Norris HC's

I'm burnt out and exhausted and I just want someone to love me haha

Masterlist

Lando

Where to begin?

He's... something else

Don't get me wrong, he's amazing

What's not to love?

High performance athlete who also streams on Twitch

Every bit the golden retriever boyfriend everybody wanted

Every bit the golden retriever boyfriend Y/N got

This man? Attention WHORE

He doesn't stop

Comes out with the weirdest stuff

It's so much fun

Wants his girlfriend with him for race weekends

Because he hates going a long time without pissing her off

Very important that his girlfriend gets along with Carlos

She's there when they're pissing about

During their McLaren days?

Mayhem

You kind of have a love every minute of it if you're dating Lando

Sitting in while he streams sometimes

Not every time

But being in the room, doing something while he streamed

Y/N could be doing her own work while Lando gamed and streamed

Chief cuddler

But can't sit still long enough for them to properly cuddle

Loves getting his hair played with

Oooooo running your fingers through Lando Norris' hair? Literally can't imagine anything better

Stealing hats and hoodies purely because they smell like him

Lando loves snogging

Kissing by lamp light, hands on her hips, grip almost bruising

Or his hands would be on her face, pushing away her hair

Man loves marking up

Marking up his girl and being marked up

Aka, hand prints, hickies, scratches down his back

Lando loved that the most

Feeling her nails raking down the skin of his back

Plus, it was easy to hide

Unless he was participating in an ice bath

Then he'd mark her up twice as good, since she couldn't leave marks on him

Out in the club, Lando is very touchy

Aka, doesn't let go of her

Holding her hand

Holding her hips or her ass as they danced

Y/N becoming one of the more photographed WAG's

Simply because she didn't want to stay hidden

She wanted the world to see her with Lando

She wanted the world to know how much she loved her man

After a race, when Lando was in the top three, he'd climb of the car, wave to the crowd, run over to the McLaren team at the barriers to celebrate

And then he'd pull Y/N against the barrier and she'd kiss his helmet, where she'd think his lips would be

Holidays with Lando!!

Oh my god, literally the best

Fancy hotels and Yachts

Adventuring together

Holidaying with other drivers

There was one particular holiday

It was very spontaneous, they hadn't booked anything

Just hopped off a plane and off they went

To the Canary Islands

It was difficult to get a hotel

When they landed, they could only get one

It was... hell

Kids everywhere, booming music like baby shark playing around the pool all day

It was all inclusive, with drunk, neglectful parents spending every minute getting burnt on the sun loungers or around the buffet

Y/N and Lando found themselves as far away from the pool and buffet as they possibly could

Y/N would be reading her book as Lando did... something

When parents came and took their kids for dinner, they got a break from it

They could go in the pool without kids swimming into them

The hotel had crazy golf

Happy Lando

Happy Lando dragging Y/N around the crazy golf course, giggling like a child

Driving with Lando

Ugh, simply the best

Driving around Monaco in the Fiat Jolly (before he sold it) with his hand on her thigh

Driving in any vehicle with Lando's hand on her thigh

Hitting every red light

Kissing at the stop signs (darling)

Lando belting out the lyrics to any song that comes on

Having a car playlist so that the both of them could sing along

Going to Lando's parents for Christmas

Traditional British Christmas

Aka, roast dinner, pulling crackers, drinking, playing board games and ending the night with a cheese board

Taking his girlfriend around Guildford while they're in the UK

(I'm pretty sure it's Guildford - a youtube video from five years ago just popped up which said Guildford)

(Guildford is the halfway point between where I live now and where I actually live)

After a year and a half, Lando asks her to move in with him

Six months after that, they get a dog

A Doberman, collie, or golden retriever, I think

The name? Badger

Why? Daniel

Aka, Daniel knew the couple were going to adopt a dog

He had to get himself involved somehow and

He placed a wager - if Lando finished below P5 he'd get to name the dog

Y/N readily accepted

Lando DNFed that race

And so, the dog was named after the honey badger himself

To this day, Lando doesn't know

Lando is such a good dog dad

The dog doesn't come to the race weekends like Roscoe does with Lewis

Either Y/N stays home or the dog stays with a trusted friend if they had both gone

Lando's social media becomes a fan account for the dog

Having oh so many pregnancy scares with this man

Who doesn't love a late night run to the shop to get a pregnancy test or two?

They do eventually get pregnant

Y/N finds out on a race weekend

She was at home with Badger when she saw the pregnancy test in her bathroom cabinet

Video calling her best friend, Y/N took it

She waited the mandatory couple of minutes before she checked the little stick

She had to hang up on her friend

It was just meant to be for fun

Nothing serious

But then it turned serious

What the fuck was she going to do?

When the fuck would she tell Lando?

Should she tell him now, before he's about to go and race?

Yeah no, not a chance

Not with how much she was currently freaking out

She waits until he gets home from the race weekend

The test (and all of the others she'd done) had been thrown in the bin

All she had was herself

This was fine

She wasn't freaking out

(she was freaking out big time)

Y/N stayed up, waiting with Badger for Lando to come home

As soon as the door opened, she jumped up and faced him

Lando dropped his things when he saw her

He'd assumed she'd been asleep when he got in

But no, she was still awake

And he'd been waiting for him

Warmth spread through him

Normally, when Y/N waited up for Lando, she'd jump into his arms

But not this time

No

She just stood there, staring at him

"I've got something to tell you"

Anxiety spread through Lando

Y/N told him

He dropped to his knees

Well, his one knee

For the longest time Lando had been looking for a sign that he should propose

He wanted to, he desperately wanted to

He was just looking for some sort of sign

This wasn't a sign, it was a slap in the face

With all of the racing, Lando hadn't yet managed to buy her a ring

He'd really meant to

When he got down onto one knee, it was at the very back of his mind

"Marry me?"

Yeah, that was how he asked

Of course, Y/N said yes

Lando began running around, looking for some rope or yarn or twine that he could wrap around her finger until he got a proper ring

[literaila]

peter and sad!reader ? anything you want to write about them

at least there’s that

tasm!peter x reader

warnings: sad reader, annoyingly happy peter

*

peter’s lingering in the kitchen. you know this because you can feel him, the same way you feel it when you’re forgetting something, or when you wake up late and immediately know it.

and because you can always feel him—not that you’ll admit it—even if he’s not here.

but tonight he’s actually lingering. literally sitting with his back against the wall, trying to pretend like there’s something important you’re supposed to be telling him.

“are you sure you trust me enough to pick?” he asks, for probably the seventh time.

“yes, peter.”

“i might pick a youtube video of cool spider-man clips.”

“i’ll watch it.”

“really?” he’s closer now, sneaking towards you like you can’t tell. his aura is impending.

you turn towards him with a fake smile. “with my eyes closed, obviously.”

“obviously.”

this might be the end of this discussion—because peter was supposed to be picking a movie while you compiled the snacks, five minutes ago—but it never is with him.

“are you sure that you’re sure?”

“go, peter. you’re scaring the popcorn.” you mutter, no effort in the joke. but you mean it when you tell him to leave.

you just want to be alone for a minute.

he must sense this in your tone, because he finally says “okay, okay” with his hands up and leaves the room.

you feel guilty for the way you slouch as soon as his absence is apparent.

you wanted this, you think, this time with him. but now that you have it, it’s nothing like you expected.

you’d wanted to be in a good mood. to quip with him and laugh into his mouth at some funny movie. to throw popcorn at each other. to tackle him and stay there for the rest of the night.

instead, you’re kind of hoping that you fall asleep ten minutes into the movie. kind of hoping that he gives up and goes home for the night.

which is ridiculous, because really you just want to tether yourself to him. skin to skin, eye to eye.

but you don’t want to drag him down, so it’s probably best if he just leaves.

you lean against the counter, rubbing your eyes. you’re not going to tell peter any of this, obviously, because he’ll try to fix it like the sweet guy he is.

but there’s nothing to fix. just you in this kitchen, all alone.

the microwave beeps, the popcorn ready. the assortment of weird sodas the peter brought over have been equally divided into your best glasses. the candy peter also brought in fancy little bowls. it’s all ready.

just waiting on you now.

peter must think the same, because he calls from the other room. “babe! what about up?”

“nothing that’s going to make me cry please.” you walk into the room then, trying not to seem suspicious.

“‘oh yes, peter, i trust you to pick the movie.’” he grumbles, doing a terrible impression of you.

“there’s ground rules.”

he smiles over at you, jumping up. “do you need help?”

“no, peter,” you shoo him away, even as he takes the popcorn bowl from him. “did you pick a movie?”

“yes.”

you nod, sitting down next to him so that your thighs are touching. but you sit back before he can put an arm around you. “what?”

“i thought you trusted me,” you glance at him, his eyes wide, and a ridiculous pout. “close your eyes.”

you sigh. “really?”

“yes. lest you doubt me.”

you do close your eyes, and feel that tearing in your chest. some type of exhaustion that’s excluded from medical books. that kind that makes you want to crawl into your room and cling to your bed like an antidepressant.

the movie begins playing, dramatic opening music filling your living room. but you don’t open your eyes.

just one more minute.

peter nudges you. “did you fall asleep?” he asks you, amused.

it takes a moment but you open your eyes, coming face to face with him and his squinted eyes. “no, sorry.”

“are you tired?”

“i’m excited for this movie,” you correct, unenthusiastically. “un-pause it.”

peter looks dubious but he does as you ask, still looking at you as you watch the rolling credits.

after a minute of this you sigh. “why are you staring at me.”

“somethings wrong.”

“you chose the movie.”

“with you.”

you look at him, with his brow furrowed in concern. “no, peter.”

“what’s going on, bug?” he asks, ignoring you. he moves closer, even though you hadn’t thought that was physically possible.

“nothing.”

“you’re a terrible liar, c’mon. you’re all drowsy.”

“i’m fine.”

he rolls his eyes like you’ve already been over something and he’s repeating himself. “you sure you want to watch a movie? we could talk. or just cuddle. i’ll take a nap with you.”

“give me that,” you grab the remote from him, frustrated. you press play and stretch away from peter.

he doesn’t protest as you move away from him and hide between the cushions of the couch.

but you know that he doesn’t look away.

“okay,” he says to you, very softly. “we don’t have to talk. just let me know if you need anything.”

you nod, stiffly, and peter finally begins to watch the movie.

and your apartment is comfortable at its 72 degrees, but you suddenly feel very cold inside. missing something that you didn’t know was there.

there’s something scratching your throat, like a physical aptitude of desperation. the movie begins to blur, and your eyes hurt. your chest hurts, like someone’s punched you, but you know that there’s only one person to blame.

just you, and your shivering heart.

you swallow, looking to peter. he’s watching the movie peacefully, throwing popcorn into his mouth.

you feel bad for him. and for yourself.

but it doesn’t stop you from sliding over to him, your arm brushing his.

“peter,” you whisper.

“hmm, bug?”

“will you cuddle with me?”

peter looks over to you, his face soft and his eyes watching yours carefully. “of course.”

his arms goes around your shoulder before you can blink, and he’s crushing you into him. he smells like butter, but his shirt is warm.

you don’t mind being smushed to death, so you just move into him.

he puts his other arm around you too, moving into some type of makeshift hug. “good?”

you nod into his chest.

the two of you sit for a moment. just blissfully holding onto each other, peter squeezing like he’s worried you might disappear.

at least you’re not cold. that feeling is still there, but dimmed, because the feeling of peter is much more welcome.

the movie is irrelevant, and your eyes fall elsewhere, thinking about nothing. and everything. as usual.

peter starts to run his hand up and down your arm and you shiver, making him laugh.

you hope that it’ll bleed into you. that somehow, skin to skin exposure will spread whatever sort of easygoing disease he has. but probably not.

still, peter leans down, resting on your head “hey,” he whispers to you.

“hey,” you say back, as response.

“i love you, you know?”

“i know,” you repeat, smaller now. “i know.”

“okay,” peter smiles down at you, kissing your hair. “as long as you know.”

you sit with that for a moment, still not wanting to say anything to peter about any of this.

but you relent. “will you stay the night?”

peter nuzzles into you, his nose writing words into your scalp. you can feel his heart beating in time with yours. “whatever you want,” he says.

at least there’s that.

*

[fallinforerling]

casual | e.h

Summary: While you’re enjoying a casual situationship with a wonderful guy, accepting that at the end of the day you're just friends, people around you insist in the fact that you’re both in love with each other. But that’s nonsense, Erling isn’t in love with you... Right?

ೃ⁀➷ masterlist

ೃ⁀➷ erling's masterlist

ೃ⁀➷ erling's taglist

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“Baby, you know I can be there in two days if you want me to, you know that? I have no problem.” The soft tone Erling was using made you smile while you took your shoes off. 

“Erling, it’s alright. I know you’re away for work... We can hang out when you come back.” You knew he wasn't physically present in the room, but just hearing his voice through the phone gave you goosebumps. “Don't worry, I'll miss you like crazy while you're away.”

You meant it as a joke... At least partly.

Not too long ago you were hugging and kissing him goodbye, wishing him good luck on his next match and saying how sorry you were for missing the opportunity to go with him; despite all of that, you already missed his scent and his arms around you, regretting not accepting his late invitation.

“I know you will.” His cocky tone made you smile even more. “Make sure to watch the game, I'll score a goal just for you.”

It was a stupid joke, but it made your stomach explode with millions of butterflies. How couldn't you feel excited when he said things like that?

“Just one?” You laughed. “That’s a bit dissapointing coming from the top striker himself.”

His laugh was everything you were waiting for. It was sweet and relaxing. God, I miss him. 

“Well, okay little miss. I’m going to do my best and score at least three goals for you. Mark my words.”

“We’ll see, Erling.” 

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“You? Watching football?” The voice of Eve, your roommate, startled you. 

“God, you scared me!” You shouted, throwing a pillow at her. 

She avoided the hit with ease, staring at you with her typical look of “I know what you’re doing”, making you feel immediately flustered. 

“What?” It was better to play dumb than to admit anything in front of her. You knew how she worked; the subject wouldn’t be dropped in at least five months. 

“Oh, don’t act like you don’t know. Watching football at six p.m instead of Youtube or something more suited to your taste?” She sat beside you, paying attention to the screen. “Of course, there he is.” 

Against your survival instincts, you turned to the TV screen without shame, smiling a bit when you saw Erling’s serious expression while warming up with his teammates. He looked so focused and professional that you couldn’t resist the urge to stare at him and feel proud of where he’s standing. 

“And... Are you wearing his jersey?” That obvious detail didn’t escape your friend, who took the fabric of the shirt between two fingers, letting you know how fun the whole situation was. “You’re such a simp.” 

“Oh, shut up.” You barked, feeling your cheeks warmer and warmer by the minute. “It’s for good luck.” 

And it was true. Since the day you stole and wore one of Erling’s shirts to watch the game at home, ManCity always had a good performance and he scored at least two goals per game. 

“And! Football is interesting once you get the hold of it. It’s not just sweaty men running after a ball.” You leaned against the sofa, deciding to ignore the cheeky smile on your friend’s face. “Stop looking at me like that. You rather stay and watch or stop judging me and leave.” You weren’t serious and she knew that, but that didn’t stop her from acting offended. 

“How dare you!” She pushed your shoulder, laughing. “It’s not my fault you’re so in love with your boyfriend.” 

The words froze you in place, feeling awkward for a long moment, only interrupted by the sound of the game starting. You watched Erling’s figure move around the pitch, chasing any clear opportunity to get a hold of the ball. Your mind wandered for a few minutes, going between his performance, how good the team was doing and your roommate’s words. 

“He’s not my boyfriend...” You finally said, taking a deep breath. It was strange, you felt a bit wrong after saying the words... Like you were betraying Erling with them. 

“Come on, babe. I’m your friend, I know you.” Eve’s tone was soft when she responded, looking at your profile with a serious expression. “And it’s okay to be in love, especially with him. He’s a very nice person, and treats you the way you deserve.” 

“I know he does...” Before you could say anything else, the game dynamic changed suddenly, leaving a very obvious opportunity for Erling to score. Your hands grabbed the end of the sofa with force, almost shouting towards the screen. For a second, time froze and then he scored his first goal of the night, running to one of the cameras. He looked directly at it, kissing one finger that was wrapped in white tape three times before making a heart with his hands and smiling. Almost immediately, teammates like De Bruyne and Alvaréz hugged him, taking him away from the camera. 

A big smile crept to the surface of your face, making it almost impossible to pretend anything else than happiness. You touched the ring that was on the same finger as Erling’s, feeling extremely pleasured by the fact that he was wearing it today. Just for you.

“You were saying?” 

“Shut up...” You said after a few seconds, not wanting to admit anything just yet. The idea of being in love with Erling was so new yet so familiar... “God, I’m screwed.” 

Eve responded with a long laugh. And every time Erling scored again, doing the same ritual, you felt like passing out from the whole new set of emotions running inside you.

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“Oh my god! This is so exciting!” Claire snuggled Eve’s shoulder, looking extremely happy about our conversation’s subject. “Finally! I’ve been waiting for this since the beginning of time.” 

“Oh, please!” You laughed between words, taking a short sip of the drink you got a few minutes ago. “It’s still new and I haven’t wrapped up my mind around the whole thing.” 

“Of course you haven’t.” Eve said, looking beyond entertained while nursing her own coffee. “You have been so busy denying your feelings that now you don’t even know how to see your “situationship” with him as an actual relationship.” 

You hated the fact that she was 100% correct about every single word that left her mouth. 

Being aware of your deep romantic feelings for the most amazing guy you’d ever met was difficult. You were scared beyond words, especially of how he would react if you ever confessed them to him. 

“I hate it when you show how much you actually know me.” You replied, sighing under your breath. “How do I even tell him something like this?”

“What do you mean?” Claire looked confused for a second, burrowing her eyebrows. “He’s obviously in love with you too. It won’t be too complicated... I think he’s just afraid to ask you to be his girlfriend.” She came a bit closer, biting her lip with a tiny smile. “Between you and me? I’m sure he’s just assuming you guys are a couple already.” 

Eve nodded along, looking at you like it was dangerously obvious.

“I mean...” She started, taking a big sip of coffee before continuing. “You two travel together, you spend most of the month at his house, half your clothes are at his place; you guys share jewelry, share the same type of shoes for the fun of it, you own half the ManCity’s jersey collection, not to mention that every time you can, you attend his matches. For God’s sake! You spent last Christmas at Norway with his family!” 

“Well, when you say it like that...” Your blush was so intense. Hearing your friend listing all the obvious things that made the two of you a couple made you feel beyond stupid for not noticing earlier.

“Just wait and see, darling.” Claire said after a while. Her eyes seemed to hide something and you felt like the two of them were beginning to plot something.

But the scaring part was what could it be...

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It’s been a few days since the little chat with the girls at the cafe, which made even more difficult to find the way of processing your feelings for Erling.

He was back in Manchester, making you forget about the bundle of nerves permanently installed in your stomach; strange as it may seem, being with him made everything else going on in your head easier. But now that time of peace was over, mostly because your birthday was around the corner and he was beyond excited to celebrate it. You didn’t know why, but you got the feeling of something being happening within the next few hours.  

You opened your eyes suddenly, feeling disoriented for a couple of seconds before realizing you were at Erling’s house. His warm figure embraced you from behind, making you smile widely.

You were spending your birthday with him since the beginning of the day. What else could you ask for?

You could tell he was still sleeping, so you tried to shuffle from his arms as quietly as possible just to check the time, but it was impossible. Within seconds, he was awake as well, kissing your temple and hugging you tightly. 

“Good morning, birthday girl.” His voice was raspy; music to your ears. 

“Good morning, sir.” You turned, looking at him with a wide smile. He looked sleepy and adorable. Ignoring your smelly breaths, you gave him a tiny peck before sitting, making him follow you along. “I need to wash my face.” 

“We.” Was all he said, hugging you one more time before stepping out of the bed. 

You made a long pause, just admiring his bare back and how his muscles flexed with the tiniest of movements. God, he’s so fine. 

You both brushed your teeth, washed your faces, and changed clothes in silence, enjoying a few hugs and kisses, all with multiple “happy birthdays” along the way. This is why you enjoyed so much your time with him; everything felt right and comfortable; he was your safe spot. He felt like home.

“Any plans, any wishes?” He asked when you both were at the kitchen table. “Ask me for anything today, I’ll give it to you.” You gave him a wicked smile in response, making him roll his eyes. “Very mature.” 

“Of course I am. I’m super mature.” You took a bite off the apple you were having. “And as for the wish... Nothing special, maybe some books and crafty supplies.”

“You got it!” 

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As promised, the two of you spent most of the day driving around town, buying books, supplies and having lunch at one of your favorite cafeterias in town. It was a perfect day, which became even better when you received all the birthday wishes from your friends, family... and Erling’s family, most of them apologizing for not being able to be with you. 

Today felt like such a special day, regardless of your birthday. You loved it. 

“Now... Time to get ready for dinner.” Erling said as soon as you stepped inside the apartment. 

“What do you mean? I thought we were having dinner here.”

“No, of course not. Come on, it’s your birthday. Let me treat you to dinner at some fancy restaurant.” He shrugged when you gave him a confused look. “It’s something people do, right? Let’s get ready!.”

He almost gave you a half-hearted push down the hallway, which was suspicious as it was. Erling never pressured you to do anything. He seemed... anxious. 

But you got ready anyways; within an hour you took a shower, chose one of the very few dresses in your possession that were appropriate for a fancy place, and after a quick makeup session, you were ready to go. 

“Are you telling me where are you going?” You finally said once the two of you were inside the car; the whole process of getting ready was in silence, but a different type of silence from earlier. Very odd.  

“Nope, it’s a surprise. Be patient.” He traced figures on your skin with one of his fingers, looking directly at the street. You smiled a little bit, not wanting to put too much pressure. Maybe he just planned a romantic dinner and wanted it to be a surprise. 

You were fine with that. You loved this man so much. 

While you looked at him, you realized that it was the first time where you actually understood the depth of your feelings for him and admitted them.

“Erling?” You said after a while, holding the hand that was resting on your knee. You needed to tell him. 

“Yes, baby?” He didn’t look away from the road, but you knew he was paying full attention. “We’re almost there.”

“Are we? Good.” Your mouth felt like sandpaper. Why were you feeling like a middle schooler about to confess her crush to someone? You wanted to scream the words, but they wouldn’t come out. It was frustrating.

So you waited until you were out of the car and walking towards the restaurant because suddenly the nerves were taking the best of you. Come on, you can do it! Don’t bitch out of it.

“Mr. and Mrs. Haaland?” The host asked as soon as you entered, making your heart skip a beat. 

“Uhm...” Erling’s cheeks were bright red; he looked at you for a few seconds before nodding. “That would be us, yes.” 

“Please follow me.” With every step the two of you took, Erling’s expression became more and more open, showing a mixture of nerves and excitement. You wondered why...

The host stopped next to a door that seemed to lead to a VIP zone. Both of your eyebrows arched when he opened it in silence and smiled before leaving with a small “Have a good evening.” You kept looking at Erling, stepping inside the room while trying to figure him out.

At first, you found odd that the room was completely dark, and one second later- the lights turned on, welcoming you with a bunch of flashes pointing directly at you from different angles. You almost screamed, but then you recognized Eve’s and Claire’s faces, Erling’s older siblings and his parents, along with many of your friends in common.

“Oh my god!” You shouted with a big smile, realizing it was a surprise party. “Honey!” When you turned to look at him, Erling flashed you the biggest smile you’d ever seen on his face. 

“Happy birthday.” He kissed you for a long moment, gaining a long cheer from your audience. “I’m glad you liked the surprise.”

You held his stare and then kissed him again, feeling like your heart could explode from all the love you were feeling at that exact moment. 

“I love you.” You said, finally, after ending the kiss. You knew only he heard the words. His eyes went blank for a moment before he took your face between his hands, looking at you with a serious expression. 

“You love me?” He asked like he couldn’t believe it. You nodded, smiling like an idiot. Oh, how much you loved him. “God.” He kissed you again, more lightly this time. “I love you too, so so much.” 

Before you could reply, Eve appeared in front of you, smiling like the devilish girl she was.

“Come on, love birds. People are hungry.” She dragged you both toward the table; everyone was smiling and waiting for you to sit. You felt suddenly shy as Alfie gave you a knowing look. 

“Oh, before I forget,” Erling said, taking one of your hands in his. You looked around, making sure that no one was paying special attention. “I thought it was time to upgrade that ring... So...” He shyly put a ring box on your palm. You stared at it, not knowing how to react. “It’s... It’s not like I’m asking you anything, I just wanted to get something nicer since I know you love rings... And you know, this pair we have it’s from my time in Dortmund, I figured maybe...”

“Erling.” You interrupted him, smiling even more at his nervousness. “Yes, to whatever you’re asking, my answer it’s going to be yes.”

“I- Good, I mean, thanks?” You both laughed at his own confusion, calling the attention of Claire, who smiled as well before turning around. “What I mean is... It’s not like an official thing but I want you to have it until we’re ready.”

“I love you, even with this awkward propose thing in the middle of a dinner.” You finally said, opening the box and letting your boyfriend put on the ring for you. It was beautiful and it almost made you cry. 

You were so happy. You loved life and him, especially him. How could you ever been insecure about your relationship with him?

[hard-core-super-star]

Hi, may I please request Reader is Australian and is a judge on the Voice, Australia. Hailee (Steinfeld obviously), with the other judges help to surprise Reader by 'auditioning'. (Reader obviously turns her chair. They've been dating for a couple of years.)

keep on coming back for more [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: hailee steinfeld x musician!reader

summary: you don't really like surprises...unless they involve a certain brunette and your favorite song.

warnings: none, just fluff; me pretending like i know what i'm talking about when i really don't; R is technically a guitar player but that's not expanded upon; like two seconds of nervous hailee

wordcount: 1k

a/n: messed around with the pov on this one again so...yeet. i also did the most scuffed research on the voice, australia so forgive me if it sucks/if things are too vague. this fic was also just an excuse for me to scream into the void about rock bottom because it's one of hailee's best songs, argue with the wall. [but not the version with dnce because...men. do i have to say anything else?] hope you enjoy <3

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Hailee knows being nervous about this is ridiculous but that doesn’t stop her heart from thundering in her chest or her hands from growing clammy. Usually, those things are a sign of excitement but today, the butterflies in her stomach feel a little more uneasy than usual.

It’s been more than a few years since the last time she performed this song live and, if she’s being completely honest with herself, she’s worried about what you’ll think.

Surprises aren’t her strong suit, especially not when they involve your work but it’s been a few months since you left L.A to start working on The Voice, Australia and she hasn’t had a chance to come see you until now.

She was originally just going to visit you on set and let that be the surprise but she may have texted Rita Ora about her idea to fly to Sidney to see you and then one thing led to another and now she’s here. Minutes away from pretending to be yet another blind audition for the show.

Everyone had agreed it would be a great way to get more people to watch the show, or at the very least the clip that would be posted on YouTube later, but she didn’t care about any of that. She just cared about getting to see your smile again. 

“You’re on in five.”

The brunette nods in response, practically counting down the seconds until the two of you are finally reunited. Dramatic, sure, but also sweet in a way that makes you melt every time.

While Hailee’s getting ready for her surprise performance, you are doing your best to act like you’re paying complete attention to whatever ‘argument’ Rita and Jessica are having to convince the most recent auditioner to join their team. 

You’ve been a witness to these ‘arguments’ a couple of times since filming started but you always stay out of them. Mainly because they’re fun to watch but also because you’re technically the new kid on the block and you have some massive shoes to fill. Keith Urban-sized shoes to be specific. 

You still don’t know how you went from playing the guitar in your room to being a professional musician to being a judge on The Voice but you’re not about to complain. That doesn’t mean the job isn’t tiring but you can’t afford to look like you don’t know what you’re doing. 

The young singer ends up choosing Rita’s team and you’re given a quick break as the crew gets everything ready for the next contestant. You resist the urge to check your phone, knowing all it will do is make you miss your girlfriend. This wasn’t the first time the two of you were doing long distance but it never gets easier. 

You don’t get the chance to dwell on your thoughts too long since filming resumes. You straighten your back in the surprisingly comfortable chair and prepare yourself for the next blind audition.

A few seconds go by before you hear the beginning notes of a song you know like the back of your hand. The smile on your face gives away your growing excitement at getting to hear someone cover a song you love so much. 

You're honestly a little surprised it's taken so long for someone to audition using one of Hailee’s songs. It’s a shock but a welcome one for sure. Just because they're using one of your girlfriend’s songs doesn't mean you'll go easy on them, though. You’re easygoing but extremely picky when you want to be. And you’ll be extra picky just to honor the one you love more than anything else. 

“What are we fighting for? Seems like we do it just for fun…” 

Your eyes widen at the sound of that voice. 

For a second you think you’re imagining things but there’s no possible way you could be wrong. You could be underwater with a bag over your head and still manage to recognize your girlfriend’s voice.

“Breathe deep, bottle it up…”

You don’t waste another second in pressing the red button that allows you to turn around and see Hailee in all her glory. Your breath gets caught in your throat at the sight of her and suddenly, everything else around you disappears. The lights, the audience, even your fellow judges, all you can see and hear is her.

Her brown eyes are trained on you and you have no doubt she’s feeling exactly what you’re feeling. The smile on her face tells you all you need to know about where her mind is. “Oh, we’re on the right side of rock bottom…”

She can’t hold herself back any longer and she takes a few long strides, walking down the stage steps and reaching your chair with a smile so bright it rivals every star you’ve ever seen. Her hand reaches out toward you and you take it without hesitation, allowing her to pull you toward her.

The moment might go viral later but neither of you is focused on anything except the other.

“You’re the best kind of bad something,” she sings, her face mere inches away from yours. “‘Cause we keep on coming back for more.”

This time, you’re the one who can’t hold back. You wait for her to pull her microphone away before you lean in and capture her lips in a kiss filled with all the love you’ve had to keep inside since you left L.A.

You have no doubt the studio probably wanted more words exchanged and overly dramatic shocked expressions but all those complaints will come later. Hell, you’ll even reshoot the whole thing if it means getting to spend time with Hailee on set. But all of that can wait until later.

“Warn a person next time,” you whisper with a grin once the two of you part for air.

“Where’s the fun in that, babe?”

You playfully roll your eyes at her, pretending to be annoyed when you’re truly overjoyed to hear her teasing remarks in person again. “You’re the worst.” 

“You love me,” she replies with a shrug.

She starts to move away but you pull her back in for another quick kiss before she can get too far.

You hear the commotion that comes with getting ready for filming to resume but you’re too busy giving Hailee all your attention to care. You’re incredibly grateful for the opportunity to be here, and you absolutely love your job, but your girlfriend will always come first.

[mjlovescm]

can we get a clingy rodrick fem reader fic? maybe the reader is trying to get homework done or something? idk you’re a better writer than i💀

Stage five clinger, Rodrick Heffley

A/N: Thank you so much for requesting this sorry it took so long. I feel like Rodrick would definitely be clingy, and I'm sure you are an amazing writer. <3

It may be hard to believe, and maybe he only acted this way when he was with you, but Rodrick Heffley was a top tier, stage five clinger. And to be completely honest, it should have been a bit obvious. This was the same boy who spent a very, very long time trying to get his crush to acknowledge him for more than just five seconds. So of course being his girlfriend, this only intensified. By a lot and in many ways. 

But the top three were: 1. Wash day  Before the full extent of Rodrick's clinginess, wash day was a lonely, tiring and highly frustration day. But with your own personal helper, things were definitely a lot easier. Having him run to the store real quick if you forgot something, playing video for you on his phone while your hands were greasy, and even helping you make even parts. 

“You know I can help you with more than just parting.” Rodrick yells over the shower. 

“You should be lucky I'm letting you in here to begin with.” 

You yell back, referring to the fact that he was sitting in the bathroom while you were in the literal shower. 

“Whatever.” He mumbles under his breath.

2. Homework  In the same way that his clinginess could be helpful, it was often not. Although you agreed with him on his point of homework being useless and annoying, you still had to get it done. And the best way to do that while being in the same vicinity as Rodrick was to ignore him. But with his sneaky nature, Rodrick would also find a way to have you in his arm doing something actually fun rather than stupid homework.

“Could you just be serious for like five minutes.”

You told Rodrick and was met with an utterly appalled face. One which you ignore and go back to trying to do your homework.

“I am being serious, I read it somewhere.”

“By “read it somewhere.” do you mean saw it on YouTube.”

“No.” He's quick to respond. “I saw it on Instagram.” Rodrick smiles because technically you were wrong. “Look it up, it's the most effective way to get things done. Study for thirty minutes, then relax for thirty.”

Still ignoring him, all you did was roll your eyes and try to focus on the work in front of you. Plus, the method was to study for twenty-five and have a five-minute break. A great method, sure, but clearly not what Rodrick was suggesting.

…

Leaving the bathroom, you walked back into Rodrick's room to find your homework textbook and pencils gone. And across the room was an overly casual Rodrick whose TV just happened to be playing your favorite movie. Without a word, you walked over to him, faces contradictory to each other. In fact, the smile that played on Rodrick's lips was burning a frown onto yours. Deciding not to play his game and, more importantly, not give in, you simply turned around to look for your things that had magically gone missing.

Before you realized what was happening, you were already sitting. The same hands he used to get you there now wrapped around your hips, keeping you in place. 

“You don't think this is a bit much?” You asked him genuinely. 

“I think.” He starts, and you can already tell where he's going, “That you need a break.” 

Rodrick peaks his head over your shoulder for a moment, that cocky smile still on his lips. Before it disappears into the crook of your neck. 

“Come on.” He whispers against your skin. “Well, only watch like five minutes.” 

Reluctant and knowing that it was a lie, you still agreed. Quickly getting comfortable and settling into your favorite seat, Rodrick's lap. 

3. Accidental sleepovers This one you could admit was partially your fault. I mean, if you really didn't want to stay you could just leave, but sometimes Rodrick was just too hard to resist. 

“We have school tomorrow.” You groan, sleepiness already creeping into your voice. 

“Yea, that's why you should stay.” He told his voice sleepier than yours. “Plus, I already drive you every morning.”

He was right, the van had been your go-to method of transport for a while now. 

“Yea but-” You tried to think of an excuse but nothing came to your half asleep mind. “I think I'd like to sleep in my own bed.” 

You told Rodrick, which triggered him to move him body more onto your chest, his way of trapping you. He shushes you before bringing his lips to your skin. Pressing gentle, slow kisses to your neck and jaw. 

“Tomorrow we can sleep wherever you want.” He whispered. 

“Fine.” You say, as snuggling into him. “But just because you're warm.” 

Masterlist

[aquilacalvitium]

who is this Nate?

Oh.

Oh, buddy.

Oh I get to talk about Natewantstobattle and you will regret this.

So! I'm not a NWTB expert so don't expect a full bulletpoint presentation BUT I can share my experience!

Natewantstobattle is a nerdcore turned original artist who made songs about video games, anime and cartoons for years and only recently (last year I think) decided to leave nerdcore behind and focus entirely on original music.

He's made some BANGER songs, has the voice of an angel and seems to have the same enthusiasm about dark/demonic fictional imagery as myself ^_^

He's made a lot of FNAF songs which is how I found him. His music got him noticed by Random Encounters (RE) who make small-budget indie musicals based on video games and decided to make a five-part special musical based on FNAF for which they reached out to get Nate involved. He appeared and sang as a prominent character in that musical as well as plenty of others that they made. Markiplier was also in that musical.

Nate is popular with a lot of Jacksepticeye and Markiplier fans as his content focuses on similar games, leading to the same people finding him. Because of that, the fans' habit of making characters or "egos" for youtubers from their videos also extended to Nate and honestly while I still listen to his music I haven't been active in the fandom for a while so I have no idea how many egos there are now, but I'm desperate to rejoin the fandom space and catch up!

Anyway, the egos I'm very well aware of are Natemare and Phantom.

Haha yeah, he kidnapped Matpat for that music video.

The video in question is for Mangled, a 2~ minute song based on FNAF 2. The character he portrayed was an instant hit with the fans and was subsequently dubbed "Natemare" as a play on nightmare.

Also in 2018 Nate released a limited edition Natemare shirt thus confirming the name as canon and also I have that shirt so cough cough.

Secondly, Phantom!

MAN I LOVE PHANTOM!

From a music video for a song of the same name.

As far as I'm aware there's practically no canonically confirmed information about him other than he makes deals and steals people's souls. That lead to a lot of fans calling him a demon, including myself.

It took me five years to put together a cosplay for Phantom because I couldn't find one part! You'd think it would be the staff, right? Impossible to find an exact replica, right? No. It was the bloody shirt. I couldn't find a single freaking long sleeve red button up shirt for YEARS. I've got it now, though.

His original albums so far include Sandcastle Kingdoms, Paid in Exposure and To Let Go. That one is actually currently coming out one song at a time on his YouTube channel and music streaming platforms. There's only two songs out at the moment and I think the plan was to release them slowly until they were all released by the time the album itself dropped, but it was announced last month that it's been brought forwards to the 18th! That's in FOUR DAYS!!!! The last song to come out was Forgotten on Tuesday which is the one you saw me blogging about. It slaps so fucking hard you have no idea.

If you want any personal recommendations for his music, my favourites of his original work are Phantom, Forgotten, All I See, Perfect by Design and Branded.

PIf you look up Phantom you may see it titled as a Hazbin Hotel song but actually it came out a good while before Hazbin Hotel did, he just realised how well the character of Phantom matched with Alastor from HH and released a remastered version with some of Alastor's voice lines over it.

My favourites of his nerdcore songs are Mangled, No More, Stay the Course, Time to Move on and Ask for More. That last one is about Food Wars. I don't even watch that show, that's just how good the song is.

Oh! As an addition that I almost forgot to talk about, he's also a voice actor! He's appeared in Attack on Titan, Fairy Tail, he plays the main character in Luck and Logic and has appeared in multiple video games like Dream Daddy, Yandere Simulator and Monster Prom.

[room-surprise]

Dungeon Meshi Season 1 EP 5 review

Episode 5 of the anime came out and we got to see Kabru!!! My boy Kabru!!! Oh right there was other stuff after the first five minutes.

KABRU THOUGH!!!

I don't actually have a lot to say about this episode. I thought it was competent, although as always characters standing around and talking, or doing simple tasks like eating, are just not Trigger's strong point.

Has anybody deciphered the language that Kui is using in the backgrounds? SO HAPPY that her glyphs are here now, instead of the Japanese in the first episode. I've tried to figure out what they are, but I'm honestly stumped. Seems like a combination of Norse runes, Greek letters, Cuneiform and Sanskrit...

Was NOT a fan of the way they overdid Kabru scaring Mikbell. It's really not a joke that's even that funny, so I think the lighting change and drama of it was really overselling it. Would have been much better if it was like in the manga, some childish, light-hearted ribbing between friends while they get ready to leave.

Although it was VERY VERY funny, I was also not a fan of the youtube-poop-esque zoom out on Marcille when she sees the treasure bugs. Like Laios' galaxy brain moment, comedic edits like this remind me that I'm watching a TV show, instead of allowing me to be immersed in the historical fantasy world. If I wanted modern jokes I'd be watching an Isekai where the characters are in a video game, not Dungeon Meshi.

I think they could have gotten an equally good laugh just from doing a simple zoom out.

I love the way they're depicting Laios. You can clearly see all the red flags his friends are picking up on and how he might be scary to others, but he's also very sympathetic and sweet.

All the Japanese VA's are doing a great job. I liked Kabru's Japanese voice a little better than his English voice just because I think he did a better job capturing Kabru's dual nature - he started out very sweet and cute, and then dropped his timbre noticeably once he was no longer sweet-talking someone. The English voice actor meanwhile felt like their voice basically stayed the same the entire episode.

THE DUB

This is still the better way to watch the show, the subtitles are SO lacking that they make the story harder to follow. The dub script, meanwhile, does a much better job. I wonder if there's a way to watch it with Japanese audio and the English dub subtitles?

BangZoom continues to make interesting casting decisions that make me VERY curious to see how they're going to handle the elves when they finally arrive.

Kabru, Daya and Kuro are all voiced by black voice actors! Rin's voice actress is Asian American, and Namari's voice actress is nonbinary. They all sound fantastic and I'm excited to hear them develop their characters as the series progresses.

Obviously Kabru isn't black, he's Indian, but Zon also isn't black, so I appreciate casting people of color to play characters of color (?) or at least, characters that are minorities? It feels like that's what they're trying to do.

ON THE OTHER HAND, Daya is very much not a minority or a character of color... I suppose that would be a case of race-blind casting? Which is also a good practice, getting new, underutilized talent into the industry... But obviously not a part of the previous point. Regardless, she sounds great.

Again, REALLY wonder how this will influence their casting decisions with the elves. Wonder if any of this was done with instruction from Trigger or Kui, or if it's 100% BangZoom operating on their own.

[mudsock-nicdicks-wife]

Falling Asleep and Waking Up Next To Them!!

Murdoc F. Niccals-

•Mega insomniac

•Like have you SEEN his eye bags???

•He can only sleep if he's drunk because of his nightmares, but if you're there it only takes a few drinks and some cuddles to convince him to sleep.

•He likes to listen to your heartbeat! Especially after a nightmare. It comforts him knowing that you're actually there and alive.

•He snores and makes his goofy Murdoc noises in his sleep.

•He tosses and turns a lot so there's a good chance you'll end up with a bruise in the morning.

•Don't tell him though. He'll act like it was your fault but then probably never sleep again since he doesn't ever want to hurt you, especially physically.

•If he wakes up before you he will just stare at you and smile.

•Until he gets bored (or horny), then he tries to wake you up with kisses and his little lack of attention murdoc groans.

•If you have to wake him (or your alarm goes off), he's VERY grumpy.

•"Five more minutes, yeah doll?" "Okay well now I want five extra minutes because you were talking the whole five minutes."

•Never wants to go to sleep, but never wants to wake up.

•When you wake up he ALWAYS smiles, especially if your hair is a mess. He finds it adorable.

•Immediately demands you cook him breakfast (if Russel isn't already cooking).

•Overall he's a 6/10 falling asleep and waking up most days. On a really bad day for him he's usually a 8/10 since he just wants to drink and sleep.

Stuart '2-D' Pot-

•Stays up until he passes out.

•He just doesn't want to sleep.

•When he does fall asleep he's so cute!

•He sleeps with his knees to his chest so it looks like he's in a tiny ball.

•He doesn't move a lot in his sleep but will sometimes say a sentence or two.

•He has the occasional nightmare but they usually aren't too bad.

•Please make him hot chocolate if he has a nightmare he will love you forever.

•Has SO many stuffed animals to sleep with!!!

•If he wakes up in the middle of the night he sneaks to the living room to play his video games.

•He thinks you don't know, but you always do because he doesn't know how to control his volume most times.

•He's always so sleepy because of this and will need to take naps throughout the day (please nap with him).

•When he wakes up the first thing he's doing is waking you up (if you aren't awake already).

•The second thing he's doing is trying to convince you to go on a breakfast date somewhere!! He gets bored when he hasn't gone out in a while.

•If you tell him no, he will immediately give you the puppy eyes. If the answer is still no he'll be upset with you for a solid five minutes.

•Overall a 8/10.

Russel Hobbs-

•Goes to sleep at exactly 10:30

•He has an entire sleep schedule that he sticks to.

•Encourages you to get a better sleep schedule (we all know you don't have one)

•Sleeps like a rock.

•Once his head hits his pillow he is out and doesn't move until he wakes up.

•Loves to hold you or have you sleep on his chest!

•Always wakes up around 9:00 so he can make you and his band mates breakfast.

•Makes amazing pancakes.

•Will always ask you how you slept at breakfast!

•He is such a sweetheart.

•Overall a 10/10.

(I'm sorry Russel's was so short this is my first time writing for him!!)

Noodle

•Has a decent sleep schedule.

•Usually gets around 5-8 hours of sleep.

•Literally does acrobatics in her sleep.

•Like, will fall asleep with her head on her pillow and wake up with her feet on the pillow and her body hanging halfway off of the bed.

•She's a very heavy sleeper though!

•Rarely has nightmares, but will always comfort you in any way she can if you have a nightmare.

•If you can't sleep she will play her guitar for you.

•She has to have some sort of background noise to fall asleep (something like Youtube or a random movie you both like).

•If you're not kissing her or giving her some sort of affection when you wake up she will be grumpy.

•She loves to sleep in, especially with you!

•If she isn't hungry when Russel is cooking breakfast, she usually eats apple slices with yogurt and sprinkles.

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 3/5/2024

really fucking around in Breath of the Wild and not defeating Ganon, even though i think i am fairly well prepared, which is probably indicative of something or a metaphor for some larger issue. oh well! guess we'll never know!

listening

Rock the Jungle by The Daniel Pemberton TV Orchestra, off an album of music from and inspired by LittleBigPlanet, a video game i have never played. Daniel Pemberton is a remarkably prolific british composer who mostly does film these days but also does a lot of BBC stuff.

this is the kind of scrubby pad to the brain electronica i need sometimes. i think these are heavily filtered and processed kookaburra sounds? at about the minute fifteen mark it adds a rolling, rollicking bassline that is, as im sure we all know by now, fucking catnip to me. at about 2:20 it adds alarm blares that fade in and out of a sort of disco-y organ? it uses its five minute runtime pretty well imo. i think this was off the spotify discover weekly.

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reading

T Kingfisher's The Clockwork Boys, recced by @rae-being-naughty lo these many months ago, and my library hold finally came in. the goodreads blurb is a remarkably accurate sales pitch so let's yoink that

A paladin, an assassin, a forger, and a scholar ride out of town. It’s not the start of a joke, but rather an espionage mission with deadly serious stakes. T. Kingfisher’s new novel begins the tale of a murderous band of criminals (and a scholar), thrown together in an attempt to unravel the secret of the Clockwork Boys, mechanical soldiers from a neighboring kingdom that promise ruin to the Dowager’s city. If they succeed, rewards and pardons await, but that requires a long journey through enemy territory, directly into the capital. It also requires them to refrain from killing each other along the way! At turns darkly comic and touching, Clockwork Boys puts together a broken group of people trying to make the most of the rest of their lives as they drive forward on their suicide mission.

i had a lot of fun with this! very pratchett-esque in its imperial critique through bureaucratic loopholes thereof, which is catnip to me, but i do think Kingfisher is simply better at writing women. the forger is an only child and it fucking shows.

i think if it were 5% more devoted to Humorous Bits and didn't have some nice character work between the forging accountant and the big sad blond paladin man, i would have gotten frustrated with it. i think it is simply more of a comedy than any of its blurbs suggest, and it can be difficult to ride that line between comedy and character growth through desperate acts without getting a little bit of whiplash. this is me being very depressed and a bit nitpicky though. the line "Time passed, like a kidney stone" is going to stick in my brain for a while. i already have the sequel on hold

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watching

if you do nothing else today could you please watch this car chase for me? ok thanks

Gunsmith Cats is a three-episode OVA that's a fancam of the american city of chicago and the cool girls that live and shoot and drive there, but let's just yank the MyAnimeList description

In the dangerous suburbs of Chicago, skilled bounty hunters Irene "Rally" Vincent and "Minnie" May Hopkins run Gunsmith Cats, a firearms store of questionable legality. One day, Bill Collins, an agent for the Chicago branch of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, and Explosives, blackmails Rally and May into working with him on a case. The stakes are high, but Rally’s gunmanship and May’s knowledge of explosives are unmatched. As Rally and May unravel the secrets of the case, the two will need to use guns and grenades while being faster, stronger, and better than everyone else in order to stay alive.

all three episodes are free (in really nice quality) on youtube. i pitched this to wendy as "rally is jigen lupinthethird's little sister" and her driving skills and marksmanship... i'm not sure who would win between them but i wouldn't like to live on the difference.

animators, historically, hate animating guns and cars, except for the masochistic ones who use it to flex. there are at least three shots in each episode where i want to stand up and hold my cat above my head and hoot like a fuckin tusken raider. in the first episode, there's a raid on a smuggling warehouse (you know, a warehouse) where the BATF agent and Rally throw each other their guns and have a really cool FALLING OFF A CATWALK back to back shootout. it's hard to describe. watch the episode. i wish there were more than three episodes.

this is an OVA that, aside from the requisite panty shot and WHOOPS my whole shirt tore (one of each per episode per girl) is fairly normal about women? rally and minnie are...roommates. that bicker and eat pizza. they have a cool network of other slightly shady women they interact with a lot, and the big bad for most of the episodes is also a woman. this isn't like a bastion of feminism or anything it's just neat. sort of middling on the ass portion of the Weeb Ass Shit scale. low on the weeb and shit parts too. again this is a fancam of chicago with cool girls

i watched this bc i was trying to use up kanopy credits and came across the precursor to this, Riding Bean, which i did not love for several reasons (the big one being the legitimately pedophilic lesbian relationship) but the creator took the concept of Rally out of that forty minute...experiment? and that led me to Gunsmith Cats. thank u ppl who put free anime on youtube

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playing

still futzing about in breath of the wild. fucking around with sidequests and a sudden need to at least discover all the shrines.

for example, i did all the labyrinth shrines. underneath the akkala labyrinth is the scariest room in the world, bc six of those fuckers are alive and they will all target you the instant you open that chest.

cannot be bothered with the eventide island shrine yet (the roguelike) bc it frustrates the hell out of me. did the thyplo forest one, which was extremely annoying bc it dimmed my whole TV screen (including the UI) instead of just dimming the game itself. im sure someone thought that would be such a cool detail but instead i found it extremely annoying and vey difficult to swap weapons or start campfires.

and then i trundled through a list of shrine quests, bc i apparently had TWELVE missing?? three were korok trials, one was eventide (apparently it only shows up as a quest if you are on the island or have finished it, bc if u die on the island it kicks you back to a pre-island save lmao) so for the others: three i just had to talk to people to officially start and then immediately complete the quest. remember when i was anxious about softlocking myself out of the jungle dragon shrine quest bc i went right there instead of talking to Kass? never fear, nintendo's got my back

"kay how did you possibly miss reading the giant stone tablet to start this quest--" i am not a clever woman. i go "oh i know what to do!!!" when i see the Orb and hare off without looking around further.

A Brother's Roast i missed bc i forgot to talk to everyone in Goron City after defeating rudania, didn't run across Test of Will (the Goron challenge in the Gerudo highlands) bc i forgot to look off that side of the tower and was very focused on gliding into the labyrinth at the right spot, and didn't run across Guardian Slideshow on the far south beaches bc i hadn't explored there yet.

A Stolen Heirloom was deeply annoying. i had four out of five quests complete to unlock this, but there is an unmarked side quest where you have to go into this lady's house at night to figure out she wants fireflies. maybe she has some ambient daytime barks about this? i have never heard them. this was a little obtuse. also i don't love the stealth in this game. this game's stealth really works when you are well out of detection range bc u have a sniper bow, and i find it works less well for me when i have to follow a target. no i haven't finished the korok stealth trial either.

non-shrine nonsense:

ive been using Stasis as a sort of VATS equivalent. in fallout, i like to hit VATS every once in a while just to see who's out there. how many radroaches are nearby. this also highlights most interactable things which i think is nice of the game

gerudo town stuff: i missed this sand seal racing challenge by SO little the first time which annoyed me so much, it took me six more tries to beat the damn thing. i am very charmed that they actually put in a garden for the kid who was trying to grow a garden!

some beach vegetation mysteries: im really baffled by this singular hearty radish growing in full sun in what is essentially sand with a dusting of palm bark. all the other hearty radishes i have seen are in deep forests with partial sun and lots of leaf litter. what the hell is this then. plus a neat little unique sea wrack? korok circle instead of the usual lilypads.

i didn't know this game knew how to do rainbows at all, let alone double ones!

i will leave you with my many attempts to make stamina potions.

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making

making things requires both the perfect levels of anxiety (too little anxiety and im out doing normal people things, too much anxiety and i shut down, a medium level means im frantically making things to distract myself. we are at the high end of medium) and some level of income bc i inevitably need one or two things to finish projects. eg we are at the level of anxiety where i am only able to do simple things like repainting a whole bunch of big frames for my maps (procured when i had money) but i need more matboard. so they are sitting, 90% finished, in my office closet.

garden update: more than half my bush beans came up with no leaves and promptly died, which could be due to any number of things but im choosing to believe it's bc my bestie's five year old planted them a little too deeply. so it goes. all the sweet peas are fine, all my normal peas and most of my regular climbing beans came up. a little annoyed bc only a third of my nasturtiums came up even after soaking them for 24h as recommended. the shit i Bought (tomatoes, marigolds, mint, rosemary) is doing fine. the spinach and dill i planted are doing fine too, although the spinach also had about a 50% germination rate. this does mean i don't need to thin them but. Hm. yanno?

[magnetothemagnificent]

Do you have dental advice for people who struggle to take care of their teeth due to disability, depression, etc? I'm afraid of needing dental work but oral hygiene is really hard for me.

Alright so my advice as a future dentist (current dental assistant, not a dentist yet):

1. Find a toothbrush you like. Doesn't matter what brand or what kind. What's important is that you brush. If a toothbrush with cartoon characters on it is what will motivate you to brush, get it.

(If the brush head is smaller, though, than the usual adult brush heads, just remember to spend a little more time on each tooth since smaller brush heads cover less surface area).

If an electric toothbrush is your jam, get an electric toothbrush. Just get a toothbrush.

2. Find a toothpaste you like. Doesn't matter what brand or flavor. They pretty much all have the same ingredients. I would highly recommend toothpastes for sensitive gums, like Sensodyne or Oral-B, because if you haven't been practicing consistent oral hygiene for a while, your gums are most likely very sensitive. But really, any toothpaste is good. Just stay away from the charcoal stuff, it's more likely to do nothing at best and cause damage at worst (especially if you take medication).

3. Try to brush twice a day, but no more than three times a day. Brushing a whole bunch one day doesn't make up for not brushing the day before, too much brushing can damage your enamel with the abrasion.

Brushing once in the morning and once at night is ideal. Try to brush before you eat breakfast, or at least half an hour after you eat. Brush for about 2 minutes, making sure you brush each surface of your teeth.

Your teeth have five surfaces, three that are accessible via brushing: Make sure you brush the sides that face your cheeks, the sides that face the inside of your mouth, and the biting surfaces.

4. Try to floss once a day. There are different flossing methods now, find one that works.

-Traditional string and fingers

-Handheld floss picks

-Electric water pick

There are pros and cons to each, but the important thing is that you floss. Flossing is important regardless of whether you have food stuck between your teeth; flossing helps remove plaque deposits between your teeth that can build up and cause irritation to the gums. Make sure you floss between each tooth. If flossing a certain groove brings up a large amount of debris, floss that area again until the string comes out clean.

5. Drink lots of water. Unfortunately, this isn't a "as long as you're hydrated situation". Other beverages can be great for hydration, but they're either very sugary or acidic or both, which aren't good for maintaining the pH in your mouth. This doesn't mean you have to give up your favourite drinks- just make sure you also drink plenty of plain old water, especially during and between meals. Do whatever you can to incentivize drinking water: fun water bottles, fun drinking straws, alarms, whatever it takes.

6. If you struggle with remembering to brush your teeth and/or floss, set alarms to remind you.

7. Try to reward yourself for practicing good oral care. Maybe put on a short YouTube clip while you floss and brush, or play a song. This may sound corny, but have a chart that if you reach a certain quota you reward yourself. It'll help you turn oral hygiene into a habit.

8. If you can afford it, try to see a hygienist to give you a full clean. At the very least they'll help get your teeth back to a baseline, and then all you need to do is maintain it. Some places will have free or reduced cost dental clinics, so keep an eye out for those if cost is an issue. Hygienists don't do any drilling or invasive dental work if that's a fear you have, all they do is essentially a very thorough brushing and flossing.

9. Keep a toothbrush and toothpaste in your shower if time and spoons are an issue, that way you can brush your teeth while bathing, knocking two out in one. Likewise, keep a toothbrush and toothpaste by your bed if getting out of bed is an issue. If you can, you can try to buy a bunch of pre-pasted disposable toothbrushes to keep by your bed, so that you don't need to worry about even having to apply toothpaste to your toothbrush.

10. Don't give up if you fall off the wagon. If you forget to brush your teeth one day, you always have the next day. If you brush your teeth but didn't floss, at least you brushed. If you flossed but only gargled mouthwash, at least you did something. Something is always better than nothing.

Best of luck!!!

[thehuggingisajustfortodaything36]

My thoughts on The Full Moon (potential spoilers)

Out of the five episodes in the second half of season two The Full Moon was the one I was looking forward to the most and it did not disappoint.

The animation in this episode was absolutely spectacular and gorgeous. This show’s animation has gotten progressively better with each episode release and I can’t wait to see how amazing future episodes will look.

So like a lot of people, I first saw and heard the Stolitz duet on a YouTube video that was a recording from LVL UP Expo and because of the hype for The Full Moon, as well as the Stolitz duet that many people said was going to be in this particular episode, there was an exciting reaction with lots of screaming, cheering, and even laughter that you couldn’t exactly 100% hear the song. So when I finally got to hear the Stolitz duet in it’s entirety with no one’s reaction but my own, I was beyond impressed with the song to the point where I simply just had this going through my mind.

I really hope that at some point we get an official Helluva Boss Season One and Helluva Boss Season Two soundtrack just like Hazbin Hotel did with its first season soundtrack. The music and songs in both these shows are quite astounding and I can’t wait to hear more wonderful tunes being released in both shows.

Other than the Stolitz duet, I would have to say another highlight of this episode was the last five minutes where the relationship dynamic between Blitz and Stolas has changed. The last five minutes of The Full Moon were emotional to say the least with Stolas finally ending the transactional part of his relationship with Blitz by giving him an Asmodean Crystal, Stolas confessing his feelings for Blitz right to him, Stolas telling Blitz that he doesn’t have to stay with him but that he wants Blitz to stay with him only if Blitz wants to, Blitz misunderstanding Stolas, Stolas misunderstanding Blitz, Blitz yelling at Stolas about how all royals do is play with the people like Blitz’s feelings thus making Stolas feel that Blitz thinks so low of him while Stolas thinks so very highly of Blitz, and Blitz seeing that he made Stolas cry realizing that Stolas’ feelings for him were real and genuine which has Blitz feeling instant regret of what he said to Stolas and trying to apologize to him only for Stolas to tell him goodbye and have him teleported outside of the palace with Blitz having a reaction that sums up how everyone felt watching all that unfold.

I would like to add that there is no specific character at fault for what happened between Blitz and Stolas at end of The Full Moon. Both Blitz and Stolas made some right as well as wrong decisions in this episode since they both honestly tried their best. With Blitz he was actually trying for Stolas such as dressing up nicely, trying to show Stolas a good time that night, and he was truly excited to see Stolas after not seeing him for a few months. With Stolas he ended what was actually an unfair and wrong aspect to their relationship which was their transactional agreement, he confessed how he cared about Blitz, and let it be known that Blitz has the choice to either stay with Stolas or not. Blitz messed up by thinking it was all a role play and saying hurtful things to Stolas that he may not have actually meant to say. Stolas messed up by dismissing Blitz so soon and not giving him time to think about what just happened between them. Blitz and Stolas have both been through so much in their lives and are honestly quite similar to each other in certain aspects but they need to start having some sort of understanding of each other and in order for them to do that they are both going to have to apologize for what they did, quit with the miscommunications/misunderstandings, and actually get to know each other better.

The last highlight of The Full Moon I would like to point out are the vocal performances of Brandon Rogers who voices Blitz and Bryce Pinkham who voices Stolas. I am not kidding when I say these two should win some kind of award for their voice over work in this show and I know that there are no Streamy Awards for voice over performances but considering there are more and more online animation shows being made on YouTube I really think there should be such an award for that. Brandon Rogers and Bryce Pinkham gave it their all in The Full Moon from the beautiful singing in the Stolitz duet to the raw emotional powerhouse that is within the last five minutes their vocal performances are without a doubt one of the most phenomenal performances that I have ever heard.

[writingsbyzuzu]

hiiiii my friend! <3 it’s been sooo rainy here so i was wondering, could i perhaps get uhhh comfy rainy night in with ethan?

here’s how I think a rainy day would go down

(please please be kind to me y’all, this is my first fic in literally TEN years, I have not written since I was 13. I hope you like it my friend, I wasn’t sure if you wanted a blurb, but I wrote as much as my inspiration would take me.)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

You had a work trip out in Seattle, and Ethan, deciding to take a break from videos for a while, figured he would join you. You had decided to stay the additional weekend, figuring you both could use some time together just taking in the sights of the city. Unfortunately for you both, it was raining cats and dogs starting that Friday evening, and had no plans of ceasing that Saturday morning.

Ethan, none of the less, was dedicated into making the most of his relaxation time with you. Waking up before you, he decides to make you a warm beverage to wake up to, either your favorite cocoa or tea, warming the water or milk on the stove. As he prepares it, he sees through the open bedroom door you gradually waking up, before you stretch out your arms.

“Morning sleepy. Want something to drink?”

As you come into the kitchen, he gives you a small kiss and gives you the mug full of warm drink, letting you sip as he pulls out the breakfast he has ordered (I can imagine, dear reader, that you probably all but banned him for life from the kitchen after that Thanksgiving video.)

After you eat, he pulls blankets out from the Airbnb closet, setting them gently on the couch. “I figured since we probably can’t do much until the rain stops pouring down so hard, we could watch a movie,” he beams at you.

“Of course! What should we watch?”

“Let’s do something we haven’t watched before.”

Ethan scrolls the multitude of tv streaming platforms, before picking something that had just recently come to streaming, settling in under the blankets to hold you. “Man I hope this is good,” he mumbles. “It’s two hours long.”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

“Well E? What did you think?” You ask him, looking over at him with a smile. “That was a movie. That was one of the movies ever made.” You laugh, throwing your head back as he kisses your cheek. “Nothing you said was incorrect. I don’t think that’s one we should rewatch.”

“What now?” Ethan asks you. “Board games?” you suggest, stretching once more. He nods, as you stand up. “I’m gonna go pee, I’ll be back,” you say. As you’re in the bathroom, you hear a gasp. You quickly wash your hands and exit, running to see what was the issue. Ethan holds up a box. The Five Nights At Freddy’s board game. “Babe, we have the opportunity to do the funniest thing,” he says.

You laugh and roll your eyes at him.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

“I genuinely do not know how to play this,” Ethan laments, staring at the board, all the pieces long spread out before you. More than forty minutes had gone by of reading the instructions, rolling dice, moving the pieces around, reading the instructions again, and so on and so forth, the both of you flummoxed by the unclear suggestions. “Maybe we look it up on YouTube?” you suggest, shrugging. Ethan shakes his head, gently putting the pieces back in the box. “We gave it our best shot love, let’s just find something else to do.”

“Do you mind if I read? I did want to start that book I got yesterday at that bookstore,” you respond. He nods, and you pull the book out from your bag, before standing up and walking away to get situated and comfortable back on the couch. As you’re moving a pillow around, getting comfortable, Ethan wraps himself in a blanket before laying his head down into your lap. You begin your book as Ethan lays there, and as the minutes tick by, he falls asleep, the house quiet except for the occasional boom of thunder. You find the afternoon slips away from you.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

A few hours later, you decide to wake Ethan up. He smiles up at you, as he slowly wakes up. “Hey honey. Dinnertime?” You ask. You had been hungry for around an hour now, and had figured now was as good a time as any to wake him up and get something to eat. He nods, sitting up. You both get changed, deciding order from a little Italian place you saw down the street. Going to go pick it up, you step out of the house, and he opens the umbrella up for you. You huddle together, as Ethan links your arm with his. You walk down the street together, enjoying the rain, making sure not to get wet. After around a ten minute walk, you arrive, Ethan opening the door for you, closing the umbrella and shaking the water off on the sidewalk.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

When you arrive back at the house, you both feel rather sleepy and a little cold from being out and about, so Ethan runs you a hot bath. “Thank you babe,” you call out, and he nods. “No problem love, just relax.”

After he takes a shower, you warm up the food, which had gone a little cold. “We should have eaten first,” you remark, but Ethan shakes his head. “I couldn’t let my favorite person get cold. You could get sick!” he exclaims. “I didn’t even get wet!” Ethan shakes his head again. “Can’t risk it, now could you eat your food babe?”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

After another movie spent watching, you both lay in bed, feeling a sense of sleepiness lulled by the rain. He wraps his arms around you, smiling. “You know, this day may not have turned out how we wanted it, but I had a pretty good day with you,” he whispers, kissing your head. “It was a good day. Was a normal day. But a good day.”

“Normal days are good with you,” he responds, shifting to hold you closer to him. “Any day is good with you. I think these kinds are the best though.”

You smile up at him, giving him a peck. “I love you, E.” “I love you too. Let’s get some sleep, okay?” He closes his eyes as the two of you fall asleep, just you and your boyfriend in the quiet normalcy of the rain.

[maochira]

could you maybe do otoya eita x reader headcanons (｡⁠・⁠/⁠ / /⁠ /⁠・⁠｡⁠)

keep up the good work! <3

I've never written for Otoya so far so thank you for suggesting me a new character!! Also thank you!

Requests open!

Masterlist

current writing event

Tags: gn!reader x Otoya, fluff, writing this (like most of what I post) during school, sorry I barely know anything about Otoya I really tried

-most of the time when you hang out, you don't go to any special places and you rarely go on dates either. But! That's because you love inviting him to your house

-it's pretty much his second home at this point. He stays overnight fairly often (even on school nights)

-because he spends so much time at your place, he leaves a lot of his clothes there. Which means you get to wear them a lot! If you're a similar size to him, he will steal your clothes as well. If you're smaller, he will steal whatever oversized clothes you have

-tired cuddles while watching youtube together are a must every night he stays at your place

-you go to his place a lot as well, but you guys just prefer your place because your room is bigger than his

-it's rare, but sometimes you do go on special dates! You took him ice skating once, and it was his first time doing that. He thought he would be really good at it but then he ended up falling twice in five minutes so you insisted on holding his hand

-in general, Otoya is super chill and laid back, so he doesn't ever get jealous of others and he doesn't require your attention all the time. But whenever he does get lots of your attention he's very happy

-you love watching him play soccer and for every goal he scores he gets a kiss afterwards (although you never stick to that number)

-I think he's not big on verbal affection but very much of physical affection and quality time!!

[randomvarious]

1990s IDM Playlist

Alright! Now we’re finally getting somewhere with this 1990s IDM playlist! Not so much on the Spotify end of things, because their IDM selection isn’t very good at all, but with YouTube, I was able to add a handful of some really great and extremely slept-on songs.

But first, Spotify: with this update, I added one song, and it comes courtesy of a guy from Manchester, UK called Jega, who made his debut in 1996 with an EP called Phlax. And that release’s title track, which also appeared on a 1997 compilation from Skam Records that was simply called Skampler, is fantastic. It doesn’t have all the bells and whistles and bleeps and bloops that IDM tracks typically have, but it’s this piece of sci-fi-futuristic electro-intensity that comes with warped and reverberating layers of strings and a sharp and crisp drumbeat. It’s one of Jega’s most popular songs too, having netted over 108K plays on Spotify.

Jega - “Phlax”

And now, YouTube: I ended up adding seven different songs to this thing, all of which aren’t on Spotify at all, and five of them are made by who I consider to be quite possibly the most underrated IDM producer of all time, London’s Simon Pyke, better known as Freeform, but also known as Nudge. Pyke’s released a bunch of stuff on different stalwart IDM labels throughout his career, including Warp, Skam, Quatermass, Sub Rosa, Worm Interface, and Sprawl Imprint, but he’s also contributed a bunch of complete stunners to compilations as well. And the YouTube play counts for the ones I added today happen to be appallingly low, with “Dice” being the highest at 55 plays, and “Duplo” being the lowest at just 10 plays. It’s hard to pick an absolute favorite out of all of these Pyke adds too, but “Duplo” just might be the one. He really has a tendency to make some of the wildest, most innovative, densest, and uniquely breathtaking IDM that you’ll ever hear in your life. I swear on it. Bear witness to this absolute genius 🤯.

The other two YouTube adds come from a pair of other IDM entities: The Black Dog, who remix German duo Alter Ego’s “Tanks Ahead”—a hypnotically enthralling song with just a little over 4,600 plays that first appeared on Frankfurt label Harthouse’s Dark Hearts - Volume 1 compilation in 1995—and nebulous Autechre side project Gescom’s “Keynell 1,″ which has a number of uploads on YouTube, but only one as it appears exactly on that aforementioned Skampler album.

Alter Ego - “Tanks Ahead (Black Dog Mix)” Gescom - “Keynell 1″ Freeform - “Dice” Freeform - “Fyonk” Freeform - “Flumps” Nudge - “Skewer (You’re So Human)” Nudge - “Duplo”

This playlist is also on YouTube Music.

So, while I understand people’s preference for Spotify, because it’s a way more convenient platform for streaming music, know that if you choose that one, you really will be missing out on some of the greatest IDM that’s ever been made, because I don’t have a single Freeform or Nudge track on it. They’re all over on YouTube. The Spotify playlist is at 14 songs and 75 minutes, but the YouTube one is at 34 songs and 3 and a half hours! That’s more than double!

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!  

[gaelmartinewrites]

want (nsfw/18+)

after a long day of work, you walk into the apartment you share with your fiancée. you didn’t expect her to be home so you’re surprised to see her sitting on the couch with your dog in her lap. 

the apartment is silent; no tv playing a random show or a laptop playing a random youtube video. no noise but the beating of your heart in anticipation.

your fiancée is just sitting there almost like a cartoon villain, cool and with a vague smirk on her face. you would have found this funny if you didn’t think she looked so sexy and intimidating.

“what's up?” you lock the door behind you and put your backpack on the floor. your first thought is that you’re in trouble but aren’t sure what for. you’ve been home on time and you haven’t stayed up late playing video games. you’ve been good.

you walk closer to her but stop just in front of her, the coffee table is the only thing between you two. your hands instinctively cover your groin, which twitches at the thought of punishment. 

“move your hands,” your fiancée demands and you do as you’re told. “you’re not in trouble if that’s what you’re thinking.”

you’re almost disappointed. the best things happen when you’re in trouble but at least she isn’t mad at you.

your dog barks and jumps from your fiancée’s lap and runs to you. you bend down and pick up the little dog. your dog places his head on your shoulder while he receives scratches. you hold him but you don’t take your eyes off your fiancée. she stands up now and steps around the coffee table to get to you. you lower your arms with your dog still in them and your fiancée kisses you on your favorite spot, right behind the ear. you get so weak you almost drop your dog. 

you give her a look and she lets you bend down to let your dog go. The little dog runs back to the couch and jumps into the pile of pillows and blankets left there from the previous night.

“you've been a good boy and i think you deserve a reward. don’t you agree?” your fiancées holds onto the back of your neck. she isn’t rough but you know when she does this it means she’s in control.

“yes, thank you.” you know to be formal because you know if you aren’t you’ll be punished, which you wouldn’t complain about but you don't want to ruin your reward.

she kisses you again behind your left ear and you almost buckle at the pleasure. you put your hand on the small of her back but she softly pulls it away. she doesn’t say anything but you know not to touch her anymore. 

“why don’t you clean up and i'll get everything ready,” she whispers against your lips. her breath is sweet and you could inhale it all day long if you could. 

you nod and silently make your way to the bathroom to shower and clean yourself. you try to keep your cool. you don't want to seem too excited but you almost can’t contain yourself.

you’re already hard by the time you step into the shower. you decide to let the water run cold to cool yourself so you don’t ruin your reward. you finish your shower and other cleansing routines in five minutes. as much as you love being punished, you do love being rewarded when you’ve been a good boy. it’s rare that you are but you know to switch it up sometimes. you are smart and know when it’s time to be a brat and when it’s time to be good. it's more fun to be a brat but since moving to your new apartment, your fiancée starting a new job, and you also been busy with work; you haven’t had much time to play your games. but now your games will begin anew.

you go into your bedroom where you find your fiancée pulling out red satin ropes out of a black box that is kept underneath your bed. she stays fully clothed in contrast to your nakedness, still slightly wet from your shower.

“in bed. now,” she demands. a part of you wants to say no, not because you don't want to do as you’re told but just to annoy your mistress. you decide against it and do as you’re told. 

the cotton duvet is cool against your skin but quickly warms as your mistress begins to tie you to the bed posts. first your arms, so you’re not tempted to touch het while she finishes the rest. as she walks around the bed, finishing her task, she brushes her fingers against your skin. she has always liked your body. every scar. every blemish. every inch of it. she's proud of you for the work you’ve put into it, for the commitment. and she’s proud of you for everything else you’ve accomplished in the last few years. you know this but she still likes to show you how proud she really is.

your mistress finishes tieing you to the bed. perfect knots around your wrists and ankles. you look like a pretty present ready to be unwrapped. and unwrapped you’ll be.

your mistress reaches into the black box once more and pulls out a leather riding crop. a fun way to start, you think. your mistress drags the riding crop across your legs. she stops at your now fully erect cock. 

“eager, i see.” she almost seems disappointed. you are eager, you won’t deny, but normally you’re able to stay soft until your mistress gives her order. but it’s been a while and you’re a little out of practice. you won’t disappoint her though, you promise yourself.

“i’m sorry.” your voice sounds pathetic and desperate. 

she strikes the crop against your thighs. it’s almost enough to make you cum. you compose yourself and keep a straight face. you can’t let your mistress down. this game could go on for hours and you don't want to ruin it by cumming in the first ten minutes. 

“did you like that?” she asks, striking down one more time in the same spot.

you nod. you want to speak but your throat is dry and  all you can muster is a whimper of encouragement. 

“want another?” you answer with yet another nod. you can see the pride drip down your mistress’s face. she knows you're close. she hits you a few more times. the sound of leather hitting flesh is followed by desperate whimpers. music to her ears.

this game only lasts fifteen minutes before your mistress finally decides to move on to the next activity. 

she begins to disrobe. she does so slowly. she doesn’t put on a show but moves slowly for the anticipation and it’s working. you’re able to cool off a bit but still stay hard enough for your mistress.

finally naked, she stands at the foot of the bed. 

“i know this game is for you but i need to unwind too. you’re not the only one who’s tired.”

she climbs on top of you. she stops and sits on your thighs. the warmth coming from between your mistress’s legs comforts the small welts that have formed from the leather crop. 

she takes you into her hand and strokes a few times to bring you back to life. your breath catches in your throat and you want to give her words of encouragement but she’s so focused on you, you know she won’t listen. plus, you’re not in charge, she is. if you speak you’ll be punished and right now you really don't want to be punished. at least, not like usual.

“how badly do you want me, slut?”

“bad.”

“and if i left you right here like this? all pathetic and full of want?”

you are so dizzy you don't know how to answer.

“i would wait. always. for you.” you finally say. you think about how corny you sound but it’s true. if she wanted you to stay like this for days, you would. you would do anything for your mistress. you have done anything for her.

“does that mean you belong to me?”

“yes.”

you can’t take it anymore and it seems like she can’t either. she scoots forward and takes your cock and inserts you into herself. your mistress stays still just to keep up the tease but slowly starts a rhythm. 

“and whose cock is this?” she slowly picks up speed and you feel yourself crawl closer and closer to the edge.

“yours.” your breath hitches and you squirms underneath. your mistress stops.

“no, this is my time. don’t move and don’t make a sound or i will stop and leave you here like this.” you don't want that. it’ll be hard to stay still. you want to fuck her back but you need to be a good boy. you are a good boy. you know if you’re obedient then it’ll end well. 

you stay still while she rides you. she looks down at you like you’re nothing but a toy. you feel pathetic and it just makes your cock harder. a sly smile crosses your mistress’s face. she rides you so slow. you think about anything and everything to keep yourself from cumming. it feels impossible. you feel yourself getting closer and closer but you can’t disappoint your mistress. 

you love the look of pleasure on her face, you don’t want it to end for her. she rides faster. her hips move around in circles as she fucks you. her moans get louder and louder with each passing second. she slows down again because she knows how much that’ll torture you. and she’s right. it’s getting harder and harder not to cum. 

moans want to escape your lips but you hold them back. there’s blood in your mouth, you’re biting your cheek to keep yourself from making any noise. you swallow a bit of saliva mixed with blood. she has you right where she wants you.

“you’d better not cum,” she slaps you hard across the face then she digs her nails into your chest.  you’re sure she’s broken skin.

“i won’t. i promise”, you whimper. you really won’t. you know you’re being so good right now.

“good boy.” she smiles. it’s almost sadistic but you’re not scared. 

your breathing slows and you’re feeling calm. you won’t cum anytime soon. not until your mistress tells you to.

she bends forward and her long brown hair brushes over your skin. your nipples are sensitive you almost break your promise when she touches you. your mistress brings herself close to your face and kisses you. you let her do all the work. you only move when she tells you to. she sucks on your tongue and chokes you while she fucks herself with your cock. you can feel her dripping down your shaft. you can tell she’s close. the pressure of her hands builds as she uses your neck as leverage. she fucks harder and faster. her breath is all the air you have. it’s all you need. you love seeing her like this. she looks so beautiful. you lock eyes and stare deeply into her dark brown eyes. 

she kisses you one more time before she finally cums. her legs spasm and she moves her hips slowly while she rides the wave of pleasure. when she’s finished, she sits up and grabs your face. you’re still inside her. your cock is throbbing it almost hurts. she laughs at your discomfort but she promises to be good to you.

she slides off you and kisses your neck. she kisses and sucks your skin as she goes down to your cock. you’re surprised at how hard you still are. even though you haven’t been able to cum, you’d be slightly limp by now. 

your mistress reaches your cock. you wait to be teased but she takes you in her mouth immediately. you wonder how she tastes to herself. 

she slowly sucks the head then she buries her nose into your dark pubic hair. her mouth feels so good. a hand cups your balls. she looks up at you and smiles with your cock in her mouth. you want to know what she’s thinking but you don’t dare to ask. she knows what you’re thinking. she knows how badly you want to cum.

“do you want to cum?”

you nod your head.

“okay. i’ll make you cum. and i want to hear you.” she returns to your cock and a desperate whine escapes your lips. you’re almost hyperventilating from all the moans you wouldn’t let escape your lips. she focuses on the head, your most sensitive area.

you’re able to control your breathing again. small moans escape your mouth, soft like butterflies, they fill the room. 

you’re ready to cum but you still wait for her to tell you to. you want to beg but you stay silent. she knows you’re ready but she holds off for a little while longer. 

finally she asks, “will you cum for me?”

“mmhmm,” is all you can say.

“is that what you want?”

“yes.”

“tell me how much you want to.”

“i want to so much. please, i want to”

her command for you to cum isn’t verbal but you know to do as she says just by the look in her eyes. 

her mouth never leaves your cock as you cum hard down her throat. she swallows every drop. it’s the hardest you’ve ever cum before. your cock falls limp when your mistress takes it out of her mouth. your breathing staggers as you regain control of yourself. everything goes white for a moment and when you come to, your mistress is at your hands freeing you from your restraints. 

you sit up and rub your wrists. once she’s done freeing your legs, she's back on the bed kissing your wrists. she whispers how good you were and how wonderful you taste. she tells you she loves you and you return the phrase. 

your fiancée takes you into the shower and washes the sweat off your body. you feel weak and you’re tired. once out of the shower, she helps you dry off. she dresses you for bed and she puts you back in it. you doze off for a few minutes before waking up to your fiancées bringing you a glass of water and something quick to eat. 

you realize how hungry you are and you’re finished eating in a matter of seconds. you thank her with a kiss and she lays you back against the pillows. she climbs into bed with you and holds you. your head is against her chest and she brushes your hair with her hand. you thank her for the play but she shushes you. it’s not because she doesn’t accept your gratitude but because she knows how tired you are. 

you stay quiet while she hums and soon you’re asleep, dreaming of other games you two could play.