#making clothes patterns is soooo hard

[gay-strawberry]

they dont sell mini spiderman outfits for ken size dolls ??????? i feel like thats crazy right ?? you mean to tell me i have to make one myself ???

[jiraisupportgroup]

♡ Hair Care Tips for Hard Times ♡

Hair care is hard! Especially now that "clean girl" and similar things are super popular, everyone seems to have a 10+ step hair care routine and that is exhausting (/hyp).

Don't be afraid to have a basic routine! There is absolutely no shame in skipping extras like leave-in conditioner or oils, depending on your hair type you honestly might not even need them.

This post is mostly aimed towards bare basic "I cannot get myself into the shower but need to take care of my hair" tips for maintaining hair outside of the shower. Because of this (even though I just said skip all the extras), it does talk about leave-in conditioners, oils, etc, but mostly as an outside-of-the-shower alternative to conditioners, or as a way to freshen up in between showers.

On another note: I tried to add additional tips for textured hair because I know care can be very different. I spent a lot of time poking around Reddit for more tips, but if I worded anything incorrectly, or if you have more tips that you use, let me know! I'd love to edit or add to this with more tips you guys have!

♡ Greasy or in need of refreshing ♡

⟡ If you're feeling a bit more motivated, but not prepared to take a full shower, try washing your hair while sitting down in the shower or on the edge of the tub. Forget about leave-in conditioners, oils, etc, just do the basic shampoo -> conditioner -> done. Make it as easy for yourself as possible. If you need to use a 2-in-1 shampoo/conditioner combination, do it! They aren't the best for your hair, but if it makes the process easier for you, do it. Anything worth doing is worth doing poorly, do whatever you can to make it easier for yourself to get it done.

⟡ For some people, washing your hair in the sink works well since you don't have to worry about the rest of your body getting wet, and you can leave your clothes on. I recommend putting a towel over your shoulders and using a larger sink if possible (I have most definitely washed my hair in the kitchen sink before).

⟡ If you have thicker or more textured hair, the washing process can be exhausting sometimes. Sometimes running cool or lukewarm water through your hair just to wash off your scalp, then applying a light oil or leave-in conditioner to the ends to keep them hydrated can help freshen up without taking up too much of your day.

⟡ Dry shampoo is your best friend. You can use store-bought aerosols, or sprinkle cornstarch or baby powder onto your scalp, let it sit for a few minutes, then brush out the excess or if your hair is thicker you can shake it out over a bathtub to get the extra out. With thicker or more textured hair it can help to part your hair into sections so it can get to your scalp more easily.

⟡ Wetting and running your fingers through your hair just to fluff it up or break it up can help with upkeep, especially if you don't have the energy for (or your hair doesn't do well with) brushing it out.

♡ Dry or tangling easily ♡

⟡ If your hair is really dry at the ends (sometimes dry shampoo can dry out your hair a little too well), you can use a leave-in conditioner, or a little bit of an oil like jojoba oil or coconut oil to bring some moisture back into it. I recommend getting your hair a little bit wet for this, or diluting the oil with water and spraying it on your hair for better absorption. This can also help with keeping your hair pattern better, if you have wavy hair it can lose it's bounce if it's too dry, if you have textured hair it can lose it's fluff or be hard to style if it dries out, don't be afraid to oil those ends!

⟡ Oils or conditioners can also help prevent hair from tangling as easily. Dry or damaged hair can tangle much easier than moisturized hair, so keeping it a little oily can help prevent really bad tangling.

⟡ Be careful with straighteners! Depending on your hair type straightening it can make it a bit easier to maintain, but it can dry your hair out soooo much, especially if it is already damaged. Use a low setting and try to put just a little oil in the ends to keep them from tangling.

⟡ NOTE: When I say a little oil I mean a little. Like a teeny tiny bit, the least you can get away with using. This depends on your hair type, but especially if you have thinner hair you don't want to get into a cycle where you use dry shampoo because it's greasy and then you use too much oil and it gets greasy again. This is something you'll feel out as time goes on.

♡ Hairstyles or hiding ♡

⟡ Using bonnets or wrapping your hair in an old t-shirt while you sleep can help keep it from getting too tangled, losing texture, breaking, or losing moisture. It also helps keep your hair out of your way and off of your mind for a while.

⟡ For thinner hair, consider putting it into a ponytail or braid if it is long enough to keep it all together and out of your way. Try not to tie it too tightly, and stay away from those little rubber band-type holders if you can, using a thicker hair tie will help keep your hair from getting stuck in it, and will make it easier to take it down in the future. Try to take it down and put it back up if it starts getting tangled, I usually aim for about once a day if I can but I've definitely left my hair in braids for 4 days at a time before taking it out and re-doing it.

⟡ For thicker hair or more textured hair you have a few more options. Ponytails and buns work great, or you might consider braids or twists just to keep maintenance a bit lower for a while. This can be a lengthy process so ask friends or family for help! You also don't have to do it all at one time. Depending on what style you're doing you may be able to pull it up and wrap it with a scarf when you go out, or if you're braiding it sometimes you can wrap the braids you have done around the unbraided part to make a little braid bun situation.

⟡ If you're not feeling up to putting it up like that, or you want to just wrap it up and not think about it, things like headbands, scarves, beanies, hats, etc are great options. When I shaved my head I would wear beanies 24/7 and I didn't worry about hair maintenance until it was about shoulder length again because I just didn't know what to do with it T_T. But! No one even knew that I didn't brush it for like 6 months (I also was very grunge at the time so it fit the theme).

♡ Tackling matted hair ♡

⟡ If your hair is badly tangled but not quite matted, use a detangling spray, let it sit for a few minutes, then go in with a wide tooth comb first to break up the hair, then a thinner brush (like a wet brush) to continue brushing. Start from the ends and work up, hold the hair above where you’re brushing to avoid pulling on your scalp, and apply more spray as needed. Do this in a comfortable place like the couch or your bed, and have something to entertain yourself during this process like a movie or music or YouTube video, whatever you can do to make this process as bearable and comfortable as possible.

⟡ If your hair is matted (thick hard chunks of hair) it’s a bit more of a process. Do not panic, do not beat yourself up, it happens, it’s okay. It’s honestly more common than you would think, especially in people with depression or fatigue. Start with wetting the hair, do not try to use shampoo or wash it, just get it wet, then slather it with either a deep conditioning conditioner or a hair mask mixed with an oil like jojoba oil or coconut oil (or mineral oil surprisingly enough; works well for detangling but it can be kind of hard to get out of the hair afterward), and a little bit of apple cider vinegar. Let it sit for about 30 minutes, you want to give your hair time to soak up all the moisture it can. Take your hands and break apart the larger chunks into sections, if this causes tearing or hurts, leave that section alone and move on to another section or brushing. Take a hard brush (like a wet brush or a tangle teezer - really just don’t use a bristle brush) and start from the bottom. It can be hard to tell where the bottom of a mat is, just start from whatever part of it is furthest away from your scalp. During this process a lot of hair will come out, most of this is hair that has already fallen out and is trapped inside of the mat, don’t worry, you’re not balding or ripping your hair out. Apply more oils as needed, break the larger chunks into smaller ones when you can, and have patience! This is a lengthy and frustrating process, it might even feel like you’re not getting anywhere at times but I promise with time you will get there. You don’t have to do this all in one session either. If you can break it into smaller mats, just focus on one of the chunks at a time & go from there. If you can, ask for help! Friends or family, anyone who is willing to hang out and watch movies and brush your hair for a while, it is so much easier with just a little help. You might be surprised at who is willing to help you out (like one of my coworkers recently came over to help me clean my apartment and I really didn't expect her to, it was super nice! No shame in asking, the worst that will happen is they'll say no or they're busy, don't sweat it!)

Thank you for reading ~

Hopefully, some of these tips can help out! Don't forget that you're not alone! I sit writing this with hair that hasn't been properly washed in about 2 weeks so fear not! You're not gross or lazy or anything like that, sometimes it's just hard!

If you have any additional tips or edits feel free to message me or pop them in the comments below!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

[tra1nchi]

train there's gonna be a LOT of cumplay/slickplay here so erm... I'm freaky ok

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so, incubus reader going into heat.

Your step brother thought it'd be a great idea to trigger your heat!! Even if he was a wolf his own rut was coming soon and he just needed to pound your boycunt!!!

Tricking you to wear slutty clothes on the living room couch, playing with your thick and girthy t-dick!!! He loved how you would squirm every time he stroked you!!!

But oh how naive he was...., not realising that incubus heat is incredibly difficult to manage if you breed with different species!!! Once he got inside he almost came instantly!!! Your boycunt so tight it made him woozy,,... Who knew aphrodisiacs would leak in your slick and cum...

It eventually turned to you riding him!!! He was so powerless that he accidentally triggered his own rut..., causing him to pump his knot straight into his own step brother!!! He ran out of cum sooo fast!!

Since your step bro couldn't pump you full anymore, you moved on to your step dad, who was conveniently asleep and horny!!! Who knew he could smell the aphrodisiac-coated slick in the air!!!!

Riding him until he pumped his own knot into you,..., his wolf ears laying flat against his head!!, you kept cumming so deliciously..., you squirted your slick so nicely and shot your aphrodisiac-coated cum straight onto his stomach....!!!

He woke up and started to help you pound yourself onto his girth!!, cum and slick making such a huge mess, from the hall in which you left the living room couch to the trail of it onto your step dad's bed!!!

He eventually ran out of cum as well..., you didn't like how he started having dry orgasms..., but you weren't satisfied!!! You needed more!!!, so the logical reason was to go to your neighbour's house.., right?

Stuffing a dildo in your boycunt to keep the cum and slick in,,, you left the house with newfound urges..., it wasn't good that you were only 18 but it felt sooo nice to have so much cum in you!!!

Forcing your neighbour's door open,, removing the dildo and hopping on his flaccid dick!!! Feeling it grow so hard just by you made you much more horny!!!, you bounced and bounced,,, his cum filled knot filling you soooo deliciously full!!! But incubus are known for being greedy,.. this wasn't enough as well but luckily your neighbour's two sons came down the stairs just in time your neighbour stopped producing cum!!!

You jumped both of them at the same time...., forcing both cocks into you as they whined and moaned!!! The two dicks went in sooo easily due to previous cum and slick coating your walls!!!, they eventually came in you at the same time, blowing their knots as well!! You never felt so addicted before!!! Both the sons passed out too... But you were still soooo hungry for cum!!!

You stuffed the dildo in your boycunt again, this time making your way to your uncle's house where he had 4 sons.... You licked your lips,,, thinking about how much cum you would get!!! Jerking off your useless but long and girthy t-dick, you made your way to his house down the streets!! Just thinking about how to drain all of them...

When you reached, you pushed your uncle's length into your boycunt with the dildo still inside!!!, it felt sooo good.... Continuously shooting slick and cum everywhere!!! His own knot busting into your boycunt too!!!

You moved on to his 4 sons, hypnotising them sit in a square like pattern and shoving all 4 cocks into your tight heat!!! All of them moaning in seconds!!! Their knots and cum blowing into you while you finally reached an amazing ecstasy!!... You were finally satisfied with the amount of cum you got!!!... Stuffing the dildo in you again, you turned on the vibration mode and happily made your way back to your bedroom... Leaving behind a trail of slick and passed out bodies....

You pounded and bounced on your dildo for multiple rounds after you plopped yourself onto your bed....you didn't want to think about how you were going to drain the entire male population in your neighborhood.. your heat lasting 5 days and yet this was only the first...!!

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... ok maybe I should stop fantasizing 😭😭😭 I hope you like the brainrot I have over cumplay/slickplay

- 🕳️anon

I read this with my mouth open the entire time, THIS IS SO AAA HOLD ME BACK!!!!!

[gyll-yee-haw]

I JUST FOUND YOUR ACCOUNT AGAINNN OH MY GODDDDDDDD I LOVE YOUR WORK SOOOO MUCH!! CAN YOU WRITE SOMETHING FOR DONNIE DARKO? 💕❤️

HIII, my sweet angel!!! <3

Anything you ask, my love, let's give our sweet boy some attention 😭🥺❤

Warnings: Donnie being a scared adorable baby. Unprotected sex, pain kink, dry humping, risk of getting caught, fluffy stuff...

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You woke up to weird noises on your window. You opened your eyes, knowing exactly what you would find. It wasn't the first time Donnie broke into your room like that, but it still scared you every single time.

He usually did that so you could make out after both of your families were asleep. But at the moment you sat down, ready to ask him not to do that again without a warning, you realized those weren't his intentions at all.

He looked pale. Lost. He had dark bags under his terrified eyes. The scene was heartbreaking. He rushed to sit beside you on the bed and hugged you tightly.

"What happened?" You asked, very worried as you hugged him back.

"Frank wants me to do something really bad." He confessed. "I don't want to do it, Y/N…"

"Shit. Did you see Frank again?" You sighed. "Well, tell him you won't do it. He can't force you to, Donnie. You're a good, sweet and kind person."

"Frank never finds me when I'm with you." His fingers squeezed your arms strongly, like he was scared you would disappear and leave him lonely.

"Yeah, that big ass rabbit knows better than messing with me, I won't let him hurt my boyfriend." You shrugged.

Even on such a serious situation, you were able to make Donnie laugh. Well, it wasn't much more than a chuckle, but he seemed to relax a little.

"Come on." You told him. "We can cuddle until it goes away."

He removed his shoes to lay on his side. The two of you faced each other for a second. Then he got a little closer and you wrapped your arms around him, keeping his face buried on your chest and his soft hair brushing your chin.

"You're safe now." You said, kissing the top of his head.

He lifted his head to look at you and whispered: "I love you."

Your heart almost stopped. It was the first time he had ever said that to you. And that look in his eyes was so sincere... maybe it meant more than the words themselves.

"I love you too, Don." You smiled at him.

You were ready to go back to holding his tightly, but, before you could, he placed his hand on the back of your neck and pulled you for a kiss. A hungry one. He had so many emotions he needed to let out. He would never be able to tell you how grateful he was for you always being there, and not thinking that he was crazy. Well, he probably would be if it wasn't for you.

His hands ran through your body, ending on your butt, squeezing and pulling your hips closer to his at the same time.

He continued kissing you while his hips brushed yours until he started getting hard.

"Donnie…" You moaned into his mouth.

"Need you, baby." He told you, then quickly glued his lips to yours again, his hands going under your shirt and he began stroking your nipples very gently with his thumbs.

Your body melted under his touch and you ended up letting him do whatever he wanted to you. He kept rubbing his erection against you, and even though you were both still clothed, it drove you crazy. But only when he stopped caressing your nipples and started pinching them, was when you gave up: "Shit, Donnie… Fuck me."

He would let out one of those adorable laughs he had as you started taking your clothes off. But at the sight of your naked body craving his, he started undressing himself pretty quickly too.

You two were laying on your sides, facing each other, and he lifted one of your legs, resting it on his hips so he could have access to your entrance. He began stroking your folds and you couldn't see his face very well, because the room was dark, but you could feel that the patterns of his breathing changed. His heart was beating faster.

He grabbed his cock and entered you at once. You bit your lip to control yourself, but he moaned loudly.

"Shhh…" You whispered. "Calm down, if anyone hears us…"

"I know, sorry." He chuckled. "But you feel so good, it's hard to…"

"Well, keep your mouth busy." You smirked.

He didn't understand it at first, but you took your hand to the back of his head, guiding his mouth to the crook of your neck.

He grabbed your hips and started pulling you down on his cock. It wasn't very fast, but it was so deep, and so good.

As he kept doing it, your fingers held to his hair very tightly, pulling it a little too hard. You weren't doing it only to control your moans, you knew Donnie absolutely loved the pain. You could tell by the way his teeth digged deeper in your skin every single time.

You pulled his body as close to yours as possible and whispered in his ear: "Harder, baby, please… make me cry.", followed by bitting his earlobe hard enough to leave a purple mark.

He absolutely lost it.

He flipped you over, so now you were under him and started thrusting faster inside you. His face buried on the pillow beside your head and you could hear the muffled sound of him screaming "FUCK FUCK FUCK".

He came hard, but kept thrusting until you came too, your walls clenching around him until his last drop was finally inside you.

His body collapsed on top of yours and you wrapped your arms securely around him again.

You kept stroking his back until you felt him relax completely. Maybe a little too much. He fell asleep.

You didn't have the heart to wake him up. He was exhausted. What if he saw Frank again? It would be better for him to spend the night, even if that increased the risk of you getting caught.

You would risk anything to make him feel safe.

[redr0sewrites]

Hi! I absolutely loved your lucifer x punk reader and was wondering if you could do a gn punk reader but with Velvette please?

nonnie i hope u know that u absolutely made my year with this request i NEED more velvette reqs she is my guilty pleasure

🥀 Cw: fluff, slightly suggestive at the end

Velvette is absolutely the type of person to LOVE having an alternative s/o

she def finds anyone with a unique style intriguing, and once she actually met you she fell hard

def inspired a clothing line or two after you before you both even became official

she would also ask you to model and would ask for your opinion on designs!!!!! ur def her muse in a way, and she LOVES dressing you up in spunky outfits and designing new outfits just for you

velvette just loves dressing you up, and loves going out together when you're both dressed to the MAX in full aesthetic outfits

shes so good at doing hair and makeup too, URGRHRH imagine her sitting on your lap and doing your eyeliner for you or putting liberty spikes in your hair...

if your super into DIY or patch vests, pants, etc Velvette LOVEESSSS helping you make clothes

she will make patches and pins for you to wear!

velvette def has you show her some of the DIY tricks you know, and she shows you some in return

YALL ABSOLUTELY DEFINITELY POSITIVELY HAVE MATCHING OUTFITS

all of hell starts to see even more alternative and punk influence in fashion once you both become OFFICIAL official

velvette also announces it on practically every social media platform possible that you both are together, she loves showing you off and she is NEVER the type to be ashamed of her partner

you both def make those alt couples goals videos, and if anyone ever hits on you velvette will conveniently post blurry photos of you both making out the next day on her sinstagram

she shows up to important meetings and work events with you both in your spunky matching fits

you both heavily believe in being fashionably late and def help eachother get ready (but it ends up taking longer bc she just can't help but kiss you over and over while you're trying to do eyeliner, and you are definitely no help when she's struggling to choose which accessory to wear)

she's already a huge advocate for change in the way hell is run, and you both bond over your anti-authoritarian ideals

velvette does what she wants and nobody can tell her otherwise, and teh same goes for you. she genuinely admires that you really don't care what others think about you and you're style, and was def attracted to that aspect of your personality before you both even dated

LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME SHE WOULDNT ADORE FEMINIST ROCK LIKE SHE WOULD EAT THAT SHIT UP

you both love bikini kill, hole, x ray spex, destroy boys, JOAN JETT, all of that genre

she probably knew about punk music before she met you, but you def introduced her to it more

velvette loves long car rides where you're BLASTING music and screaming it at the top of your lungs while chains and hair is flying everywhere as you tear down the road speed limit where

if you wear lots of chains she def tugs on them to pull you into kisses and pulls you in by the belt too... (i want to make a drabble about this soooo bad)

all in all, yall r a POWER COUPLE lmao

"babe, what about this?" Velvette twirled you around, adjusting some of the pins on your vest before turning you towards the large, illuminated mirror that covered one side of the messy dressing room. music played in the background, filling the room with guitar riffs and breathy solos. discarded fabrics and chains covered the floor, all remnants of Velvette's past designs.

"damn, this looks sick as fuck!" you exclaim, giving a little twirl to show off the distressed patterns and chunky shoes. Velvette nodded approvingly, stepping towards you with a smirk. she reached out, hooking her finger through your belt and pulling you into a kiss. her tongue slipped past your lips, exploring the cavern of your mouth as the kiss grew more steamy. "fuck you're so hot," she murmured against your lips, her lip stick was smearing across your skin as she pressed hasty kisses and nipped at your hawline. "i adore dressing you up," she whispered, pulling you in closer, "but i love undressing you even more..."

SHES SOOOOOOO RAHAWHAHGWGGGGGG i need more velvette contentttttttttt

[the-ninja-legacy-whip]

Hiii soooo a few questions!

Are there any kind of traditions the others have from they're hometown and or knacks from the way they lived or grew up?

Are there habits they have from parents (or elder brothers)? Any bad habit? Do others often see a parent in the child's place? (Ocs too if you wanna)

Kai: Quirks/Mannerisms- Sighs through his nose a lot (which can result in smoke coming out); his default expression tends to be one that constantly looks agitated, making him hard to approach if you're not close with him Hometown Traditions/Stuff- Isn't a great gardener, but as many people in the South are in the agriculture trade, he knows a thing or two about growing his own food at the very least (and he gets to be proud of his little bounties around Autumn Fest time) Habits From Parents/Guardians- Speaks without thinking (but at least it's only when the stakes are low/tension isn't high) Bad Habits- Tends to get all up in people's faces when worked up (even for minor things) Funny Secret- Managed to sell one of his weapons to a customer who was under the impression that it was a very intricate door stopper Dark Secret- Currently his unfortunate crush on Jay (but he gets a much more devastating one completely unrelated to romance lateeeeeer :3)

Jay: Quirks/Mannerisms- Clicks his tongue when annoyed (a habit that Kai and Cole eventually start to mimic) and winks at people. A lot. Hometown Traditions/Stuff- Due to living out East in the desert for most of his life, whenever it rained he's go out and run in it (and now he still does so for far more elemental reasons) Habits From Parents/Guardians- Rambling, stuttering, being unable to read a room, Sometimes lets a bit of an accent slip into his speech Bad Habits- Lying even when the situations absolutely doesn't call for it (or there's not even a reason to) and paces (or floats) when anxious Funny Secret- The pillow he practiced kissing on was indeed actually practice for Kai lololol Dark Secret- Doesn't have one...yet (and it can't even be the Skybound stuff cuz everyone's gonna remember it this time around hahaha)

Cole: Quirks/Mannerisms- Coughs into his arm when he's embarrassed or caught off guard in conversation (normally happens the most around Jesse lolololol) and talks to himself a lot Hometown Traditions/Stuff- Being raised "rich" has left him with a preference for higher standard things every now and then; he's not a picky guy whatsoever, but he still has that high class West Haven air about him that slips out when he knows something could be of a better quality (especially for food, clothes, movies, stuff like that) Habits From Parents/Guardians- Always trying to hype up the best from everybody (his dad) and beating up people who are definitely in the wrong with no hesitation (his mom, and Tox to a degree) Bad Habits- Sleeping at the wrong times, stress eating Funny Secret- There's a video of him trying to enter the Rockshot Club by pushing a pull door and resulting in him breaking right through it. Tox still has it on her to this day. Dark Secret- I'm sure he got up to some questionable behaviors during his newfound freedom as a runaway, but it's one of those things that'll he'll keep buried until death (and buried even after then)

Zane: Quirks/Mannerisms- Stares off into space a lot, but he's usually very deep in thought; doesn't use contractions unless highly emotional. Tilts his head when confused, like a dog snksnskn Hometown Traditions/Stuff- The North, being as devoid of people as it is, doesn't really have a lot of big traditions, but Zane has picked up on some fishing skills! It's something he'd do to entertain himself while his parents were out birdwatching Habits From Parents/Guardians- Picked up the pattern of calling his partner 'dear' (and the insatiable desire know precisely how everything works) Bad Habits- Dismisses others' ideas a little too quickly; lets his curiosity get the best of him in times where he should have other priorities Funny Secret- Zane is literally the last person to keep a secret I'm sorry Dark Secret- ...and I don't think Zane could have a dark secret if he tried (I mean I guess the Ice Emperor stuff if he never talks about it but stillllll that could kinda be extrapolated by the others–especially by Lloyd–if they were paying enough attention)

Nya: Quirks/Mannerisms- Has a very commanding presence; is almost always the one either starting a conversation or ending it, but either way, when she's involved, she's an active participant Hometown Traditions/Stuff- Like many people from the Archipelago, she's fully capable of staying in water/swimming for hours on end—and that's just outside of her element, which then takes that habit up to the eleven (and it's why Kai's always hated taking her to the beach; he could never get her out of the water lmao) Habits From Parents/Guardians- Has to keep her things organized in a VERY specific way Bad Habits- Trying to do everything by herself (and she is a hypocrite for this lol), and sits hunched over in her computer chair (think of the bad posture nooooo) Funny Secret- The reason that one 'student of the month' photo of hers look so bad is because it was taken right as she sneezed Dark Secret- Olivia was actually her first kiss, not Jay (it was nothing super-serious, though. It's just a 'dark' secret because Olivia)

Lloyd: Quirks/Mannerisms- He's sometimes kinda feral??? Snarling, baring his fangs, growling...biting... Is also really snarky and sarcastic when he's not caught up in his feelings Hometown Traditions/Stuff- Considering he's from 100% from Central and that's essentially a melting pot of the other cultures, he doesn't really have anything that stands out Habits From Parents/Guardians- A borderline maniacal laugh, easily angered, penchant for being violent Bad Habits- Attempting to run away from his problems, letting his anger get the best of him Funny Secret- Any secret he considers 'funny' is actually borderline tragic in some way Dark Secret- Currently his knowledge/suspicion that he's most likely the Golden Master (but again, there's a much worse one down the line, somehow! :3)

[onmyyan]

Hi I just wanted to make a request to ask if you could make a Drabble to ask if you could make a gabe x reader as you when you talked about caspians family you mentioned how gabe is compared to his brother caspian or possibly someone else I would like to know more about him in general and about what would he do with a clay maker s/o who secretly knows about the family business and is an insomniac and also likes to sleep a lot but tries to do the most that they can and won’t fall for the manipulation tactics he uses and just says “ you know if you wanted me to stay home you could’ve just said so?🤨

sorry if your burnt out also have as much fun as you can as a 22 year old !!! You don’t have an obligation to answer this but thank you.

A/N: Ello bby i am soooo happy you asked about Gabe omfg im kicking my feet rn!!! I tried to check all the boxes of the request i apologize if i missed any, Also I'm not burnt out thank you for your sweet words i wanna give u a forehead kith anyway!!!! Heres Gabe! NOT EDITED

T/W: YANDERE, MURDER, GABE IS FUCKIN CRAZY LMAO,CURSING

Gabrielllll Mi Amor omg where do I even begin?!

Standing at a proud 6'4 this mf is big. He's the strongest of his brothers physically, and has always used it to his advantage.

Early on in his life he was being compared to Caspian. They looked so alike it wasn't hard to see why people brought it up the way they did but it still bugged him.

Subconsciously he began to act anyway his brother wasn't. Be it avoiding the kitchen like the plague or gluing himself to the workshop downstairs.

Has a voice like warm butter and can sing stupidly well.

Sings/hums little tunes whenever he's working.

Love languages are acts of service and gift giving, he just wants to take care of you.

Terrified of spiders, he will call you crying to come get it.

Loves tinkering with things, surprisingly delicate hands for such a rough guy.

He laughs with his whole body, the kinda loud boisterous one that made other people start.

Snorts when he finds something especially funny.

He has a hard time reading social cues so he's constantly making dumb jokes, especially when he's not supposed to but he's so funny it's hard to stay mad at him.

Charm up the wazoo, the kinda guy where no matter where he goes, someone's coming up to say hello to him.

He's really good at pattern recognition and it makes him come off a bit psychic at times

Like how he'd clock someone's bad mood the second he seen them, notices details most people wouldn't.

Himbo.

The kinda guy where if you accidentally burn yourself he'll do it too just so you could be in equal amounts of pain, is it dumb as hell? Yeah. Is it also the sweetest thing ever? Absolutely.

Wants the kind of love Mortica and Gomez have, unfiltered raw passion.

Morbid sense of humor.

He's always warm no matter the temperature, comes in mad handy during the colder months and means he wears the smallest amount of clothing when it's hot out which is just a win for everyone.

Scorpio male I repeat Scorpio male. Do with that what you will.

Believes in love at first sight, he's such a big softie.

Had his tongue pierced in his friend's dingy kitchen when he was 18, a secret to this day his mom doesn't know about it.

His canines are a little longer than most and he absolutely had a vampire phase.

Likes to bite. A lot. It's a love language.

He confides in Caspian for everything, expect his envy of him. For that he talks to Ricky.

He can knock someone out with his right hook and has many times before.

He grew up working for his dad's approval and that meant getting his hands dirty.

At first his was a bit weary of using his strength to hurt people but that all changed when his Father put things in perspective for him.

"Everything we do- it's to keep food on our table, to keep us safe- your mother safe." And it all clicked.

Violence for the sake of violence wasn't okay. But violence for the sake of love? That shit was poetic.

He's essentially the family's guard dog. If anyone fucked with them? You told Gabe and suddenly the problem was gone.

He loves the color red, specifically the shade of red that came outta' the first guy his Father sent him after.

He was just supposed to rough him up a little but had too much fun caving in the dude's face.

Thinks killing in the name of love is the most caring thing you can do for someone.

Lil bit of a masochist streak. Likes when he gets to fight someone who can actually keep up with him cuz that little jolt he gets down his spine when he gets hit is addicting.

Animals love him, like you got a cat that hates everyone? Loves him.

Likes preening himself, takes about an hour in the shower everyday, since he dyes his hair so often he takes extra special care of it.

He has a beauty routine and he never skips it, definitely sets up self care spa days with the two of you once you're together.

Really good at videogames, like don't let him goad you into any sort of bet around gaming bec you will lose.

He's the second oldest but carries a lot of the weight of the older brother title since Cas wants nothing to do with the family business

Loves taking things apart to see how they work then putting them back together. He's done this to his PC a lot.

Really such a sweetheart but he has a dark side that feels a lot like a caged animal.

He's not afraid to show you this side because he's proud of it, it's kept him and his kin safe time and time again, why wouldn't he want you to know he'd do anything for you?

Does not like large public spaces, he needs to have a clear way in and out of any area.

Has mad anxiety, takes meds for it.

Works out every day, his favorite way to do so is jogging, he loves being able to just turn off his brain and go.

He meets you on one of those jogs!! Runs right past your art studio but stops when he sees you about to drop this heavy ass box you're attempting to move in a truck.

"Woah- I got you don't worry." He said in an attempt not to scare you as he was some random man running at you from across the street.

You'd peak your head out with the sweetest smile he's ever seen. The honest gratefulness in your eyes warmed him to his core.

"Oh thank you!- I appreciate it." Sure the words were simple but paired with that sheepish little laugh brought heat to his cheeks, he had the sudden to urge to fix his hair, make sure he looked presentable because holy shit were you gorgeous.

You're in a dust covered pair of overalls, your hair is windswept, and you still knocked the breath from his lungs.

"Whatcha' got in there?-god sorry if it's personal you don't need to, I'm sorry." He was very obviously flustered but he was so cute it only added to the charm.

"It's some clay my friend asked for- I had some extra from this project I'm working on- anyway thank you so much.." She trailed off waiting for his name. "Gabriel, you can call me Gabe." His voice was deep and warm like molasses on a hot cookie.

He asks for your number then and there and your fate is sealed.

He runs home faster than he's ever run before, like straight to his apartment, straight to the laptop, doesn't even close the front door kinda rushing.

You only gave him your first name but since he knew you most likely worked at the pottery studio he met you outside of he could find what he needed easily.

He wasn't the most technology savvy man out there but he managed to find a few of your socials and made a quick call to a friend, he has a lot of connections and it was nothing to get the info he needed.

He's a straight shooter and texts you asking for a coffee date that night.

You accept, and despite not usually entertaining men you'd only met that day, he had this captivating energy that had you accepting before you could talk yourself out of it.

The date would be dummy cute, he shows up with flowers and what was supposed to be a quick cup of coffee turns into an all day adventure where you just talked and talked about everything and nothing.

He has you laughing the entire date, blushing from the sheer intensity of his gaze. He was blunt in the way where he said whatever was on his mind.

"I'm sorry- Ima be real I didn't catch a word you just said- the sun hit your face and I had to take a second. Holy shit- you're stunning." His genuine disbelief along with the way he shyly inched his hand to interlock your fingers had your heart skipping a few beats.

He's so into love and the idea of being entirely wrapped up in it.

Before you know it it's getting dark and if he's not walking you to your door he's politely demanding you let him know when you're safe and sound.

The kinda person who makes sure your seatbelt is on or if you're walking on the sidewalk he'll always take the street side just in case.

Would jump out of his coat if you gave the slightest inclination you were cold.

He once balled up his hoodie and threw it at you from across the room like a basketball, like he jumped and dunked.

If you wear fake lashes first time you take em off he the type of dude to be terrified thinking you're just yanking out your real one's.

If he has stuff in his hands and you jump at him he will launch the items if it means catching you better.

Definitely the type to randomly come up to you and silently demand affection.

He wants you to go with him to the gym just to see him be hot. N like maybe give him a reward kiss every time he completes a set.

Surprisingly graceful for such a big dude.

He's an all or nothing type, makes that abundantly clear on the phone one night as he'd gotten in the habit of falling asleep to your voice.

"I want you. Entirely. And I've never been good at denying myself." He'd sound so sure, so certain in his words it made your brain go a bit fuzzy.

Possessive in a hot way not an icky controlling way.

Like if someone hits on you in front of him he has to physically distract himself so he doesn't commit a crime in broad daylight.

Instead whenever his jealously is triggered he becomes a koala, latches himself to your back like a demon, his massive form hovering behind you whenever you went.

"My girl can dress however she wants. I can fight."

Does not tolerate any disrespect towards you or your relationship.

Some girl tried to grind on him at the club and he threw his drink at her.

Petty as HELL when mad, he has a shit list and you do not want to be on it.

Protective as hell, if you indulge his little tendencies (putting sunblock on you if it's warm out, always bringing extra snacks incase you get hungry when you're working) he will start talking about marriage lmao

Speaking of he loves to linger around your studio whenever he can, be warned he will distract you by being adorable so working will be hard but it's totally worth it.

Nicknames for you are : Baby girl, Ma', WIFEY,(almost always followed by a kiss) Darlin', Mi Amor.

He's struggled with insomnia before so he knows a thing or two.

Once you start sleeping over more he notices your nocturnal habits and quickly adjusts.

If you ever get up because you just can't sleep and need to get some energy out he always wakes up.

He can't sleep without you so if you're gone longer than a minute sirens go off in his mind and he's wide awake.

If you wanna watch TV until you can finally rest you know he's right there with you, likes to have you resting in his lap so he can wrap himself around you entirely.

If you simply want to exist in silence he can do that to, so long as he's with you he knows peace.

It wouldn't take long for you to realize his family's secret.

Gabe can keep a secret from anyone.

Except you.

Sometimes his Father would call for him at odd hours of the night, and he'd have to shoot out of bed with little explanation.

You'd wake up to the lightest pressure on your forehead as he kissed you goodbye.

"Shit- go back to sleep Baby, somethin' going down at the shop, they need me." He'd say this cradling your still half asleep face, gently thumbing over your cheeks before stealing another kiss.

He'd come back hours later, the sky still dark and he always showered and put his clothes in the washer before he came to lay back down.

After a while these constant exits would have you a little worried, while yes he was the single most loyal man you'd met and the idea of him cheating seemed laughable, especially considering how seriously he took you, you knew he was hiding something.

Eventually our boy slips up and leaves some blood on his shirt, it was splattered on like paint and yeah at first you were a bit terrified at the concept of your boyfriend being violent then you really started to think about it.

The way he talked about people he didn't like, that look in his eye whenever you told him someone had upset you, how he seemed almost eager to fight at any time.

It made sense.

Then there's the way he talks about his family's shop.

"It's kinda' fun working down there- yeah it can get messy but that's my favorite part."

"I mean Jimmy knew what kinda' businessman pops is- no wonder he die- retired. No wonder he uh, retired. 👀"

It's embarrassing how slick he thinks he is.

It all comes to its boiling point when one day you two are out and bump into a smaller, who at the sight of your loving boyfriend, goes pale as a sheet, nearly dropping the bags in his arm.

"H-Hey Gabe! Boy it's been a minute huh? Listen tell your pops I ain't ducking him or nothing I swear!-" The man said practically vibrating in place, sweat pooling down his flustered face. He was petrified.

Gabe cut him off with a look, his eyes glancing between you and the vermin across him.

"It's Gabriel. Only my friends get to call me Gabe. Do you think we're friends Joey?" You'd never heard this tone from your boyfriend before, it was cold and dry, as if was an entirely different person speaking.

His hold on your waist would tighten when the trembling man looked to you.

"Aye don't look at her look at me, I'm the one talking to you right?." He sneered down, he didn't move and still had the stranger flinching. "Your mama never taught you manners or somethin'?"

"My apologies- really Gabriel, I didn't mean nothin' by it." And with that he'd practically run away, checking over his shoulder every few seconds as if he though Gabe would be following.

"Forgive me, Amor. Some people-" he sucked his teeth before shaking off his nasty look. His fingers began dancing against your side.

"He owe your dad some money?" You'd ask figuring the interaction far too intense to be about a late car job or something.

Gabe would respond honestly before thinking, "Yeah, little bastard has been dodging me all week now he wants to come up to us- nevermind that, let's go were gonna miss the movie!" His flustered response would break all tension, but you'd gotten all the confirmation you needed.

All in all this big bad bastard just needs someone to hold his leash and accept his particular brand of love.

[calibabii21]

|| rock and a hard place || n.yt

pairing: idol!Yuta x black gf!reader

genre: established relationship, suggestive (?)

warning(s): horny Yuta, horny reader, a wee bit of dirty talk, Yuta of course has no filter, PDA, public flirting/borderline exhibitionism of some sort

wc: 753 words

author's note: Okayyyyy- I literally wrote this January 2, 2022, but all this talk about @multifandomslxt pulling Yuta made it resurface soooo, here's a little something while you all wait on what is to cooome~ 😘

On one of your recent outings with your girlfriends, you bought a new lingerie set. And feeling a little bratty, you decided to take a few teasing photos and send them to your man- even when he made it painstakingly clear that he'd be at one of his most important schedules to start the year.

Jimmy. Kimmel.

Him having a specific vibration pattern for your messages, he checks his phone, instantly regretting it when your risqué photos open just before the show goes live.

He tries to play it off as he sits through the entire broadcast occasionally adjusting his pants, but his efforts are proven futile as he spaces out so much that Jimmy has to directly address him.

“Yuta's been awfully quiet over there– oh, I see that enigmatic smile, what’s that about?”

All he does is shake his head, slightly flustered, “You just..caught me between a rock and a hard place.”

He chuckles glancing down at the not so hidden bulge of his pants and licks his lips to hide his secret smile. He pauses when he looks back up and makes eye contact with you, in the crowd, his eyes alight with desire.

Taeyong looks at Yuta throughout the interview, noticing his glances toward the crowd with an expression he recognizes easily, and searches for you in the mix of people before letting out a high pitched laugh.

He gives a cute, “sorry sorry,” through his fit of giggles when everyone looks at him, which seems to be enough for them laugh it off as the interview continues.

You giggle to yourself as Haechan and a few others also notice you and give Yuta subtle knowing shoves and smirks.

Finally when the interview ends, Yuta makes eye contact with you- giving a look you've received from him many a time before, and security slyly guides you to the back where you meet up with the members and greet them with an innocent, “surpriiiiise.”

The rest of your time in their dressing room is split turning to give them privacy to change into regular clothes and simply talking and joking around.

But then comes a moment where Yuta laughs at something Mark says, calling him cute and biting his lip to conceal his smile. He began taking off his tie- which of course has you looking at him with a blatant desire. Eyes tracing his face, down the length of his body.

When he notices how you're looking at him, he smirks with smug eyes and wordlessly stalks toward you. Frankly not even caring that the members' conversations have dwindled to inaudible whispers, all eyes watching the both of you.

His hands continue unbuttoning his shirt as you maintain eye contact with each step he takes toward you.

You're chest to chest at last when he says lowly, yet loud enough that everyone can hear in the now quiet room, “Did you like me suffering a painfully hard cock, on national television, while you sat there all pretty, knowing I would make a slut out of you afterwards?”

You nod without saying a word, now beginning to softly pant as he grasps your chin. His thumb grazes across your bottom lip before dragging it down, his head dipping forward so his mouth is only centimeters from your own.

“Your ass looks so pretty in the pictures you sent me..” he moves his hand to give your cheek a light pat before caressing it, “but it would be prettier all warm and deep red, marked with my handprints wouldn’t it?” He reaches behind you, clutching your ass in a tight grip that parts your folds.

Your eyes have already become heavy and flutter as your breath comes out in shallow exhales, “look at you panting like a needy bitch.” That only causes you to whimper and lean into him, wanting more of his touch. “Um–“ Haechan clears his throat, his voice sounding slightly heavy with arousal, “w-we should get back to the dorms..”

You finally snap out of your trance and peek around Yuta to see all of the members staring at you, some openly aroused- Doyoung staring with lust and envy- others avoiding eye contact as if trying to control their thoughts.

“O-Oh” you stutter with a rush of heat coming to your cheeks, “yeah um– we can leave now.” It isn't until you're walking ahead of the rest that Yuta slaps your ass, and you realize just how deep in you are.

anywayyyyy, v v short, yes, but it was really just a for fun thing I wrote to my friend back in my ult Yuta days (yes, they STRONGLY existed) but yeeeah. lmk if you guys actually want me to start writing for more 127 members 💋

*mdni banner made by ©️cafekitsune*

[naimee]

thoughts on black masculinity from a black genderless person:

I remember being a kid and admiring how (black) boys/people socialized as (black) boys moved. Especially in brooklyn. There was a freedom in their walk. They let their arms go wherever they needed and wanted them to. They were encouraged to be hands-on, very physical, and playful. And I realized very early that my attraction to boys/men had a lot to do with me wanting what they had. (Currently, that’s not the case thankfully.)

I used to watch them sprint in the schoolyard, slither between desks and past chairs like snakes, go back and forth with each other bout who really got hops on the court. Every little move mattered. I wanted access to it so badly. And I often took it as a youngin—I wrestled boys on concrete, I let my clothes drape however they wanted to, I arm wrestled in the lunchroom, my mouth was mine and recklessly so. It made total sense to me that I did these things. As usual, this was shunned very soon after but I digress.

I’m watching old videos of (male) performing artists I grew up watching and I’m noticing a pattern that younger me started where I admire how black masculinity is performed. Usually you hear the other side of this where it’s being critiqued, judged, and heavily surveilled. Which I understand. When guided by patriarchy and, specifically, misogynoir, it deserves to be.

But I’ve had the honor of exploring and appreciating how it looks and feels when it makes room for safety, smiles, playful aggression, jokes, inclusion and more. It took a lot of hard work and time to get there too.

I learned thru my own queerness and its relationship to how I physically move, through music and styles of dance, thru convos with black gnc folk, black transmasc folk and black amab gender variant folk, thru play fighting, thru r&b, thru people calling me ‘cool,’ always using the word ‘cool’ and me not understanding what that actually meant, thru femme-presenting people wanting me to be masc so bad (like soooo bad lol) and failing to attain whatever they were looking for using that desire. And again, so much more.

There’s a sweetness here. I promise you there’s a sweetness here.

[kaeddehara]

I need a virgin albedo who needs guiding and is super needy 🤭🤭

so albedo already???

but actually, i can soooo see him being oh so needy but being shy about it. like, you’ll definitely know he needs you so bad but just doesn’t have it in him to speak up about it. of course he understands how all of this works, he’s studied varied parts of the human body and understand anatomy to a high degree. even then, that still doesn’t stop him from getting so nervous around your touch or even mention of wanting him.

just imagining teasing him during work : he’s at his desk, writing away until you come in and make yourself at home on him lap. taking a look at the many papers in front of you while slowly applying pressure down on his hard clothed cock. you could tell how nervous he was, how his breathing patterns were irregular and how he’d shift ever so slightly to alleviate the pain in between his legs. “you a virgin?” he’d shyly nod, as if it wasn’t obvious enough and made him even more desirable. “it’s alright bedo, i’ll guide you all you need”

“wonder what all the knights would think if they saw the chief alchemist himself getting his kind of treatment for the very first time in his own office” you hummed in such a teasingly, slutty tone. albedo could barley hold himself back, his hips bucking and twitching from all the unusual touches.

[mindlessfvcktoy]

How do I brainwash my toy to be a braindead toy like you?

um i used alot of stuff. hypnotube: mindwash reinstall & brokenwings666 vids. but those are like kinda extreme so probly u wanna warm up slowly so heres like the best i can remember of what i did...

edit: theres a good simple short vid on there called "love dick" which is like a 10 min blowjob compilation brainwashing thingy thats like pretty basic and inoffensive and good for a beginner edging sesh

first i found bambi sleep. theres a website now called bambi cloud with a training plan on there where u listen to a different playlist every day for like idk 20 days or something? plus platinumpuppets on there is a rly good add on. but i started with just the original bambi sleep sessions in order and would redo them over n over. there was also like a quit-relapse cycle for along time but i hope thats over now, im ready to be bambi / Daddys mindless fucktoy forever.

edit: should add the bambi series ties the bimbo persona to like an alter ego named bambi...it can be just a sometimes thing like a fantasy. but over time and with the stronger files it gets more permanent...the bambi persona is linked to like wearing a "uniform" but i kinda hacked it by deciding that like being holes and tits and wearing my collar 24/7 is enuf of a uniform for me. sum ppl get all dolled up for it which is fine but once u go back to regular clothes it kinda fades i guess. anyways if u search files on bambi cloud they do also have permanent files to boost the originals so ur always bambi. but bambi is one of the scarier ones which is why i branched out later.

later on i found Master C Hypnosis on spotify, it was soooo addicting. warning tho he is one of the many tists who makes their stuff about submitting to them on a personal level. i even went down to where he lives for a short time but thankfully life had other plans and i did not stay. but he uses some pretty common induction scripts tbh so maybe do ur own research and hypnotize ur toy one on one instead. on that note theres like alot of discords and reddits on the topic where maybe u can learn it from other tists and maybe practice on dumb hypno esluts.

um anyways later i found warpmymind and soundgasm theres alot of stuff there. i rly like curse / permanent files and have a taste for the extreme. theres one called bimbo secrets of filthy pleasures thats old and got taken down but one of their other files idk the name on still has me hooked. its fuck pig something or other but like i said its extreme so be warned.

a big thing for me was like religious trauma and going too hard too fast so i would get spooked and back out and try to be smart and normal again for awhile before relapsing. it ended up conditioning me even better that way but if your toy gets spooked she might leave you so be careful.

anyways ummmm so like i found neural nets and pretty patterns which is like earworms and conditioning mostly. they have other "narrative" stuff but i just like the conditioning ones. i paid for the patreon just for a month so i could download all my faves but they have alot of stuff on soundgasm. cock dumb and suck and fuck and cook and clean and umm mind pump(?) are all good like starter ones.

and edging to hypno gifs and vids and files and all that is good too

yeah idk i guess thats everything?

obvs theres the like in person bedroom stuff too.... using your toy sexually and dominating her in an all encompassing way that makes her feel safe is like the glue that holds it all together. i wanted a Dom for years, trained off and on, served other men as best i could before i found Him. He loves me unconditionally and has from the start, together we address my traumas, communicate, care for each other... He knew from the start who I was and what i needed. so just love her and let her become herself and release shame and embrace submission. slow process and sometimes u take one step forward and two steps back but in the end its all worth it.

hope this helps 💕

[shanesboyfriend]

The Flower Dance (Shane x Reader)

haha first post and its already very self indulgent. anyways, this is based on how i've always danced with shane at the flower dance, since i basically shower him in gifts!! hope you enjoy!

Shane x male!Reader (he/him)

Summary: Obviously you wanted to dance with him. Without a doubt. But you knew he had issues with trust. If you asked him to dance though, he might be upset. Might think your request was a way of you making fun of him or he might take it the wrong way. If he wasn't interested romantically in you, he might close himself off again. There were a lot of ways this could go wrong...

Moving into the Valley was, so far, the best decision you'd ever made.

The Spring had been peaceful and, while you were still finding your footing with this whole farming thing, you'd been doing pretty well! You'd already grown a decent amount of parsnips and the new potatoes and cauliflowers were growing perfectly. Currently you were saving up for some green beans. Though you weren't exactly thinking that hard about that right now.

Right now, you were looking yourself over in a full body mirror, frowning slightly at the blue suit, embroidered with faint, lighter blue floral patterns. "I dunno, Haley," you hummed with a squinted your eyes at yourself, turning to see yourself from the side. "Isn't it a bit..."

"Tacky?" The blonde girl giggled from where she sat on her own bed. Her sister, Emily, had been kind enough to make you an outfit for the Flower Dance this year though you were questioning if the suits were really supposed to be this... uncomfortable. "Yeah," Haley sighed wistfully. "Mayor Lewis loves tradition though. Em's offered to give the outfits an upgrade but he's always refused." She pulled the edge of her skirt down slightly, the soft white fabric looking pretty on her.

Were you not gay, she would undoubtedly been the girl of your dreams.

"At least your dresses are pretty," you pointed out with a pout. "You guys have more stylistic freedom." The men had to wear blue suits with white button up shirts while the girls could wear any white dress so long as the skirt was knee-length.

Haley shrugged with a smirk. "Wear a dress next year then." You paused at her suggestion. The idea tempted you honestly...

Emily knocked on the door quickly. "You guys ready? I don't want us to be late."

"Coming, Em." Haley rolled her eyes almost dramatically. As you got closer to the sisters, they would often comment to you how 'weird' it was that they were sisters, like they were so different they couldn't possibly be related. But then they'd immediately do something so sister-like it floored you.

But hey, what did you know?

The walk to the fields wasn't too long nor was it as bad as you thought it would be in dress clothes. Haley complained a bit about how she didn't want grass stains on her shoes and Emily pointed out how they'd be dancing in a field so it didn't matter.

"Soooo... what's the point of this dance?" You asked as the three of you neared the clearing. You'd understood the point of the Egg Festival and the egg hunt had been fun, but this festival was unknown to you. There'd been nothing like this in the city.

Emily made a little happy sound, twirling a bit as she walked. "Something about fertility rituals." You immediately paled and she just laughed good-naturedly. "The meaning has changed over the years, don't worry!" Emily did another twirl with a reassuring smile. "Nowadays, the dance is just something couples or close friends do together..." She seemed wistful as she stared out at the open field "Dancing is how I feel connected to the world around me." Emily said, almost a dreamy tone to her voice. "I've never bought into the idea of self. It's more sensible to me that we are all ripples in the universe... So dancing makes me feel like I'm apart of the universe, a ripple of my own."

You and Haley shared a look as her sister adjusted the red flower in her blue hair. "She's weird," Haley whispered as Emily made her way into the clearing and out of earshot. "I never understand how her mind works..." Haley sighed with a shake of her head, the flower crown on her head rustling..

Shrugging, you just followed after Haley as she led the way towards Alex. "She's nice though. Could be worse."

Haley gave you a look. "Like that'd stop you." She teased, making you blush.

Her comment wasn't untrue, you thought to yourself as your eyes drifted across the field and landed on a very particular man. One you had, despite his best interest, whittled down enough to be considered a friend. Buying him drinks had certainly earned you favor but the pizza you'd bought him for his birthday had sealed the deal.

You were friends with Shane. Regardless of how hard he'd tried to be mean to you, he'd softened with you. You'd shared a drink with him by the lake and listened to his troubles, his drunken ramblings. At one point, a few days ago, he'd asked if he'd ever gotten sentimental when drunk. You'd lied and said no and he'd told you that, should he ever get that way, to forget whatever he said.

He had issues with intimacy and trust. You had issues with a need to be useful and you did things without really thinking or planning. But hey, it'd landed you here, so maybe it wasn't all bad.

When you had told Haley about your budding friendship with Shane a few days ago, she hadn't even pretended to be surprised. "You befriended me before anyone else," she had said as she painted your nails, "Clearly you have a 'type' of person you like."

You'd chosen to not think about it too much.

"Sooo... you gonna ask him to dance with you?" Present day Haley asked, hands resting on her hips.

Staring at Haley, a few thoughts crossed your mind. First one was that you were never confiding secrets in Haley again. Second was a worry that you were obvious in your feelings for him.

You glanced quickly across the field at Shane, dressed in a plain blue blazer and matching dress pants, the white shirt unbuttoned just a bit at the top and he'd clearly abstained from wearing a tie. He seemed to be conversing with Alex, likely about the recent gridball game. They liked the same team, as far as you knew. Shane seemed so enthralled in the conversation he didn't even notice you staring.

"I have no idea what you mean." You said to Haley with undeserved confidence.

She leveled you with an unimpressed look. "Uh huh. Sure babe. Look, Shane's never been asked to dance by anyone in this town that, like, actually wanted to dance with him specifically. He and Emmy only dance together 'cuz it's mutually beneficial." Haley smirked at you. "He'd probably be reeeeal happy if you asked him. Since you like him and all."

You paused at that, feeling a pang in your heart as you blushed. As Haley walked off to go practice her dance moves, you mulled over her words. You knew Shane hadn't grown up in the valley and, up until a few years ago, he'd never needed to participate in the dance.

So the idea that Shane had never danced with someone who liked him made you feel weird. Not pitiful but something close.

Obviously you wanted to dance with him. Without a doubt. But you knew he had issues with trust. If you asked him to dance though, he might be upset. Might think your request was a way of you making fun of him or he might take it the wrong way. If he wasn't interested romantically in you, he might close himself off again. There were a lot of ways this could go wrong...

You felt yourself zone out. A lot of your thoughts surrounding Shane and what you were going to do. You were so entranced that you didn't even see the little figure approaching you until she tugged on your arm. "Oh!" You exclaimed, looking down at Jas. "Hey sweetheart. You need something?"

Since moving to the town, you'd become familiar with a lot of the townspeople. Jas included. You brought her daffodils almost every morning and chatted with her when you saw her. She was a sweet girl, very mature and observant for her age. Marnie had talked a little bit about her parents being gone, that her mom had been Marnie's niece and Shane's sister. That her death had been devastating.

Jas was acutely aware of her parent's existences. She'd been barely two when they'd died but talking about them upset her immensely.

"Are you going to ask Uncle Shane to dance?" Jas asked innocently, a too-knowing look behind her eyes.

You felt your face heat up, looking away nervously. "Ah, um, well, I... I dunno if he'd want to dance with me. I'm sure he'd rather dance with Emily..."

Jas looked up at you and giggled, almost like you'd said something ridiculous. "He talks about you a lot! I hear him sometimes in the barn talking to Charlie. He really, really likes you." She smiled, taking your hand in hers. "C'mon! I'll help ya!"

"J-Jas- No it's okay! You don't have to-" You stuttered as the girl pulled you across the field. Secretly, though, you let her lead you. A deep part of you wanted Shane to dance with you and Jas could be a good buffer if he said no. Even if he did reject you, he may be softer about it with Jas present...

At least you wouldn't be stewing over 'what-ifs'...

"Uncle Shane!" Jas called, practically skipping over.

Shane's head snapped over immediately, his eyes on her before he looked at you. It made your stomach do flips and made your face heat up. As much as he believed he had fucked up with Jas, he clearly adored her and she adored him in turn. He wasn't perfect, far from it, but you knew he cared.

The thought he'd make a good dad was quickly stamped out before it could blossom.

"What's up squirt?" Shane asked, making his way over. Alex had walked off to go see Haley so it was just the three of you. At least that'd lessen your embarrassment if he rejected you.

Jas said nothing, just reached over and took his hand in hers. Before Shane could ask her what was up, she pressed your hands together, your fingers tangling with Shane's. His hands were warm...

The older man blinked down at his goddaughter, a flush creeping up his neck. "Uhhh... Jas? What's, uh-"

"The farmer wants to dance with you!" She beamed, looking proud of herself and her matchmaking skills. "Have fun!" Jas said before skipping off to find Vincent.

Shane let go of your hand quickly and chuckled nervously. "Uh, sorry about her. She's- that's new from her."

You swayed a bit on your feet, feigning ignorance. "Yeah, I, um, I dunno what that was..." Swallowing, you decided to take a leap. "But, um, if you wanted to dance with me... I- I want to dance with you." You let out a breath you didn't know you'd been holding.

Shane stared at you like you'd grown two heads. "You... want to dance with me?" He asked incredulously. "I thought you'd be dancin' with Haley?"

Now it was your turn to stare. "What? No, I- Why would I be dancing with Haley?"

"Dude, you follow her around like a lost puppy." Shane smirked, giving you a look. "Figured you'd be with her."

You blushed a bit and gave him a shrug. "Well, I like you. I'd rather dance with you."

...Fuck, wait, shit!

Shane stared at you, gaze softening slowly. "You're serious?" His voice was soft. As if you were going to pull out the rug from underneath him. Make fun of him.

You nodded quickly, feeling your heart pounding in your chest. "I want to dance with you."

Shane let out a soft huff, smiling down at his shoes. "Yeah. Alright. Since it's you." You swore he was blushing as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Um. See you then?"

Feeling lightheaded, you nodded. You knew you were smiling dumbly as Shane walked away. You turned to watch him go and you wondered if he was just as nervous about the whole thing as you were.

[herejusttosufferalong]

On the off chance you get to the drama unfolding today...def think that is L in the pic, but don't think it's A. First off, the hair is wrong. It's super hard to tell in the pic though so I did some digging haha. Her normal pattern is immediately following people she meets on insta. She didn't follow any of the people I can confirm were at the party (tagged in pics), but she did follow a dancer and choreographer. The choreographer works for SZA who just headlined Glastonbury...my guess is she's back in the UK. If not, she has gotten savvy to people recognizing her patterns and is purposefully trying to throw people off.

Lots of people say the clothes are too ugly for L, but I think the pic quality is just low cause it's far away and you have to zoom in. The phone case matches the one he's had on tour and his ears are the same (they're super distinctive).

I had way too much time on my hands today 😂

Made a post with my thoughts but you are making some good points as well

Also, I have soooo many of these asks and one about the deal with Jack Murphy.

I'm reading every one of them but then deleting unless there is something I feel needs to be shared or needs to be addressed.

Appreciate you guys understanding 💜

[necros-writing-stuff]

Coming from discord!! Would you write something all fluffy cute w Eden for my bday?🥺 Have a v nice day Necro ILY 🌺

You mentioned breeding, soooo, Eden being nice and soft with pregnant PC before going down on her? And then some soft sex? Yeah, let's indulge in something sweet.

Happy birthday btw!

You sigh as you lay down, the weight of your body sinking into the furs of the bed. The fire rages on, keeping you cosy inside the small cabin as rain poors outside. You can smell both, your nose sensitive in your pregnant state. You can also smell yours and your husband's scents, cocooning you in a blanket of warmth.

Eden pokes the logs a few times before turning to you. His old worn boots carry him across the creaky old floor to your side, his large hand gently stroking your belly as he leans in for a kiss. You're at the point where your pants aren't fitting anymore, Eden's shirts keeping you covered. He doesn't seem to mind sharing - if anything he's been even more touchy.

"How's your back?" He grunts out as he pulls off a boot, the other soon following. His clothes are next.

Eden wasn't always this good with checking up on you. It's been a learning curve, one he's struggled with. But he's smarter than he thinks he is, and he has most of the script memorised by now.

"Better, now that I'm lying down. Still, could you pass that pillow, please?"

You reach your hand out, making a grabbing motion as the hunter turns and leans to get you your pillow from the bottom of the bed. It's plush, long and perfect for helping your comfort.

Eden climbs over you, careful with his limbs so that he doesn't knock against your tummy. He hates sleeping on the wall side, but you need to be able to rush to the toilet easier these days.

He grunts and makes a few other sounds as he gets comfortable himself, a smile breaking out on your face as you hear them.

"What?" He raises a brow, shifting onto his side.

"You're already making dad noises," you giggle, your nose scrunching.

Eden raises a brow, his mouth forming an O. "Well that's a good thing, because I'm about to be in a few months. I'm prepared."

His hand returns to your stomach, fingers deftly working to undo the buttons and expose your skin. There's a dark line in the skin from your belly button down to your pubic area that gets more prominent as your belly extends. Like a little tiger stripe or something. Eden loves tracing it, up and down, up and down with his finger.

"Any kicking yet?"

"One tiny one yesterday, but it didn't show."

He knows you'd call him over to feel if the little one did noticeably kick.

Silence takes over the cabin. A comfortable one, accompanied once more by the crackling fire and pattering of the rain. Eden's breath fans over your shoulder as he continues to circle his finger over your skin.

You shiver, not from the cold or because it tickles, but because it sets off a familiar longing at your core. As Eden's fingers trace lower, you know he knows too.

"Still need help relaxing?" Eden's voice sounds deeper, muffled by your shoulder as he kisses the skin there.

Letting your eyes flutter shut, you nod, swallowing hard as a low heat spreads through your abdomen. It's all he needs before he's shuffling between your thighs, gently placing your legs over his shoulders.

His lips follow the same pattern as his fingers, kissing around your belly button before following that line down.

Eden can be a very patient man. He'll hunt for days if he needs to. He'll work all day for the tiniest pay off, should it make life easier. He'll sit content as you do the same.

Eden is not patient when it comes to tasting, touching, or taking care of you.

He laps at your clit, tongue stroking the little bud as you run a hand over your forehead. Said hand soon finds its way to Eden's head, fingers threading through the locks of his hair. It's been getting longer, due a cut, but he keeps putting it off. Probably because you keep tugging on it like this.

Fluids mix, yours and the drool from Eden's wanton mouth. That wondrous tongue continues to play with you, circling your clit before he draws it into his mouth and sucks. He's so warm, so gentle but intense at the same time.

It doesn't seem like he's getting enough though, not until he is able to use his thumb to pull back on the hood of your clit. Then he's right back to it, suckling away as you play hairstylist for him.

"Think you can take me, love?" Eden sighs, still refusing to pull away from your sopping wet cunt.

"Please," you whine, pulling him up by his hair until he's crawling up your body with a chuckle.

"Alright, alright. I'm coming."

Your husband pays attention to where he puts himself, sitting up and keeping your legs leant against his shoulders. You can't see his cock over your bump, but you can picture what it looks like right now. The tip leaking, how it twitches and begs for your attention.

The fire reflects in his eyes as he slowly sinks in, but not all of the way. Not anymore, as much as he may love to. He gets so scared to hurt the baby.

"I can't wait to have you fuck me properly again." Your voice is strained: it is full of longing.

"I will, but not for now."

Your eyes hold his as he begins, rocking his hips back and forth, stroking your insides as gently as he stroked your clit with his tongue. The backdrop fades, no more flames in the hearth, no more rain bouncing off of the windows. Just you and him, joined together in your own small piece of the world.

Grabbing at him again, you slip your legs free from Eden's shoulders. He needs to be closer, to cover you fully. There is no protest from the hunter as he hunches over to kiss you, and your taste on his lips doesn't inspire protests in you, either.

Still his hips rock, drawing his length in and out as far as he dares go. Even if you're able to push on his back with your now free feet, he only mumbles out for you to behave. Another smile adorns your lips. He's still your Eden, still in charge even if he's learned some self control. And learned to be much more thorough.

Evidence of Eden's thoroughness grows in you right now, with more to come if he has any say in the matter. A gaggle of Edenspawns, wrecking havoc around the clearing. Maybe while you sew them clothes, and he carves them toys.

You leave your own evidence, nails scratching down his biceps before reaching around to his back. The muscles flex, each thrust making them ripple beneath his sun-kissed skin.

It's hard to keep kissing now, both of you breaking away to seek the air you need. The air is hot and cloying, but far from a deterrent.

Orgasms are different depending on the day. But you can tell which type you'll have as it builds, by how your muscles tingle or clench. By how that tingle can spread up your spine and make your legs quiver.

This one is sweet, long and drawn out. Not full-bodied but satisfying and tiring. Your toes curl, Eden still going as his face scrunches up in that adorable way.

He lets out a groan, his spine straightening as he fills you up. Sweat gleams on his forehead, almost making him glow.

The world takes its while to seep back into your notice, like it doesn't want to intrude on this private moment. You dare to think that nothing could possibly ruin it.

Even though you have your pillow, Eden insists on wrapping himself around you as he returns to his side of the bed. He provides, and he comforts. He brings a peace you couldn't find elsewhere.

Sleep comes easily. The darkness wraps its arms around you, welcoming you into its domain for the night. When you wake into the day, Eden's arms will still be guarding you.

[jovenshires]

💙Smoshblr December Asks Day 18💛

What are your top 3 fave clothes, that you currently own? (can be faves for any reason, like comfort, smth you love to wear on special occasions, etc. 🤗)

Bonus: What are your top 3 fave accessories? (like jewelry, belts, bags, etc. 👜)

oh my god....... this is so hard bc i am a Fashion Girlie. but i digress. have some gpoys as well to showcase the Fits bc i am Proud of Them

the first is this cropped sweatshirt that says practice safe hex. i love her. SO much. i study witchcraft (one day ill practice. one day.) and i think this shirt is so funny and the and when fall hits? im a menace this is all i wear. (bonus shoutout to the patterned jeans in that pic bc they'd probably be my fourth pick for this list i LOVE those jeans.)

second is this brown corduroy skirt!! this is a more recent addition to my closet (i think i got it like last year?) and i wear it all the time. it is sitting on my bed to be put away from the wash rn. it's so cute and simple and goes with so many different things. ive got this outfit i really like to do with it (but no pics of the full thing unfortch) i call my shaggy fit where i wear this with like a lil green tank top sweater combo and its SUCH a cute winter/fall fit. (also this picture peeps one of my weeb tattoos so enjoy xx)

third and finally i cannot believe this is the best picture i have of this stupid thing (censored the face and an identifying landmark in the background LKNFKNSFLKNR) BUT this lil plaid overshirt? i have had that thing since i was literally... 13. so like 12 years and i STILL wear it ALLLLLL of the time. showing my arms makes me Uncomfy so this thing is a lifesaver. and i also wear a lot of plain black clothing so if smth needs a lil spice? ya just throw this bad boy on. plain black dress? plaid overshirt. lil romper? plaid overshirt. plain t-shirt? plaid overshirt. she's everything to me.

OH BOY OH BOY okay so two of these are like. staples to my wardrobe and the other one is. just for fun!

so the first one - my best friend handmade this for my birthday. this is my very own clown collar!!!!!! katie lore drop incoming - i am obsessed with clowns. i have a clown collection and a clown tattoo. so of course when she went to knit me smth she made me this!! i have not had the occasion to wear it but. im manifesting it soon (i will say she gave me this While i was dressed as a clown)

the second picture is of my class rings. (don't worry they've been heavily censored i'm not doxxing myself <3) the lighting is terrible and they also. don't leave my hands so the gems are grody as hell but the gems are blue zircon (my brother and mother's birthstone) and amethyst. im not even like. very proud of being an alumni from my schools but they remind me how hard i fought and all i learned to be where i am today and honestly. i love a ring! i love a ring moment and i wish i wore more so. class rings stick around.

and FINALLY. oh Boy oh Boy. i can talk about this thing for hours. this is my backpack. it is Covered in pins and keychains (spot all my special interests in there....... so many things....) and i take it Everywhere with me. this is actually the Third iteration of this backpack - i had a black backpack that all these pins were on (it broke tragically), then his white backpack had different pins, and now we've moved the black backpack pins onto the white backpack. im a bag enthusiast and a pin collector (i have so many pins....... so many) so i have multiple bags with pins all over them but. these pins are my faves.

ANYWAY. sorry ab being so extra but i love all these things soooo yeah <3<3<3

[polysyndetonaddictsupportgroup]

soooo ik you probably won’t get into this since sukuna menacing ass was the one who told megs of his potential (in such a simp way mind you like why was you twirling my son around, getting all up in his face, then smiling mad hard when he started glowing blue & shit but anyways) BUTTTT

how would megumi react knowing that the zenin in some fucked up way did “loved” him (or who he could’ve been to them) & that all the abuse he endured was their way of caring (abusive families are so fucked up…)

He’d shut down.

He wouldn’t talk about it. He’d blow off absolutely anyone who tried to talk to him about it. He’d say that he has nothing to do with them and what they think about him doesn’t matter. He’d pretend that it didn’t have any effect on him at all and try to just pretend it never happened.

It would proceed to eat him alive from the inside.

I think the Zenin’s hate for him has been a sort of twisted comfort to him. He just didn’t think about it like that until that comfort was taken away from him.

The thing is, it made sense, the Zenin hating him. It fit with everything they did to him. It was predictable and consistent and while it scared him shitless, being alone with them, he only had to worry about people who hate him hurting him the way that people who hate do.

All of that understanding and predictability gets ripped away if they loved him all along.

He knows love. He’s a seething little sea urchin with the friendliness of a rabid wolverine, but he knows love. He knows the kind of love that makes you want to destroy yourself just to keep the other whole.

You don’t do what the Zenin did to him to the people you love.

The Zenin loving him doesn’t change anything about how he feels about them, is the thing. He’s not going to suddenly be overwhelmed with familial joy, oh my oh golly he was loved all along. He still hates them. He still wants nothing to do with them.

But hes lost even more control over a very bad, very dangerous situation if this was all love.

Megumi gets hate. He feels it plenty. He understands why you’d do all that the Zenin did to him because of hate. But he doesn’t understand it if it was from love.

Like, take the entire thing with the robe—megumi gets doing that if you hate him. They dressed their bought boy up in clothes painted to mock the technique they purchased him for, humiliated him by making it happen in front of an audience, and sent him out to die while mocking him. But he can’t imagine anyone ever doing that to someone they loved. And if they’ll do that to him out of love, what else might they do? It would terrify him, how this might escalate if they’re obsessed with him in some twisted affectionate pattern, and he’d resent how afraid they could make him.

I think he’d shut himself off more. Be even less open with people. He’d be angry and resentful and very, very afraid. He’d probably snap under the pressure of it, eventually, and hopefully after the resultant breakdown he’d be able to process it a little bit more and come to a more healthy way of living with it.