#meow meow i can only see out of one eye rn

[deadduvznap]

thinking abt ftm tom riddle getting his pussy eaten 🫠 tom puts up an “ i’m tough “ appearance but as soon as you get him into bed and get between his legs he’s moaning like a whore and begging for more

YES OKAY LISTEN HE loves to act all tough around you and the others like he will give ppl dirty looks for wven looking at you and he acts like hes dominant and ppl think he is cus hes definitely more i wouldnt say introverted but hes like very black cat head empty but intimidating but if you like touch him i mean even like kiss him or cuddle him he gets all mushy even though he tries not to he pretends hes not but hed get down on his knees if you told him too and you get him in bed ??? youd think hes literally a different person hes suchhh a pillow prince he doesnt wanna do anything but hes also so cock drunk okay im getting off track hes so so sensitive his nipples are so sensitive his cunt is sensitive everything about him you get between his legs and he can cum immediately and yep no doubt about it hes literally ascended flopped dead on whatever surface you put him on his hands are on your head and his legs are limp on your shoulders hes got tears in his eyes begging for you to let him cum because youve been teasing him and he doesnt even know what day it is who he is how long its been all he knows is that ur eating him out and its so good hes writhing around moaning like someone just punched him in the gut

[starmocha]

I've placed a self-ban on myself from posting any new Sylus fics until I finish Bride of the Dragon King. 😔👉👈

But just know, I will absolutely write this scenario into a proper story eventually 😤

[ Masterlist ★ Series Index ]

Sylus + Little Birdie ☆ Daddy is a Kitty?

During one family weekend in Linkon City while visiting Meow's Café, Sylus has, once again, offended the kitties. They immediately punish him and turn him into a caracal. Again.

Sylus is irate.

He is sitting in a booth, legs and arms crossed, silently fuming, already plotting to buy Meow's Café just so he can bulldoze it.

You're frantically appealing to OTTO Manager who feels just as helpless (omg someone pls save OTTO Manager, they're not paid to deal with any of this BS)

The kitties are meowing loudly, rebelling, and yelling about how Sylus deserves this, and they refuse to change him back 😾

Little Birdie stares in wonder amidst all of the commotion and chaos.

Slowly, she walks over and climbs onto the booth, and then into Sylus' lap.

Sylus is lost in his head, too angry to even notice her. He is just acting on his paternal instinct when he steadied her to keep her from falling.

She reaches up and lightly touches one ear. It twitches. She giggles. She gently scratches Sylus' new ear.

The café suddenly goes quiet as everyone hears a soft voice singing:

🎶 Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur. Happy kitty, sleepy kitty. Purr, purr, purr. 🎶

Sylus closes his eyes and unwittingly starts to purr.

He suddenly breaks out of his trance, and he looks down, surprised to see his daughter smiling up at him.

She had sensed Sylus' anger earlier, so she asks with a soft, sweet smile, "Does Daddy feel better now? 🥹"

Sylus' face softens. He smiles and leans down to kiss her cheek. He is still mad that he was turned into a caracal again, but seeing his daughter's sweet smiling face calms him down immediately.

"Yes, baby, I feel better now," he answers, giving her a hug and another kiss on her cheek.

The kitties are touched by this scene and unanimously agree to reverse his punishment. 😺😸

BONUS SCENES

Sylus sings 'Soft Kitty' with his daughter and the kitties are mad again 😾 (at him, of course 😔)

One month punishment as a caracal and he is also banned from Meow's Café for the duration of his sentence.

You're dismayed.

Baby Birdie is delighted. "YAY KITTY DADDY."

Sylus shrugs, resigned.

[Later at home in the N109 Zone]

Normally, your daughter is very easy to put to bed, but tonight she is insisting on only wanting kitty daddy to put her to bed and sing her a lullaby. (Poor child is also tone deaf and is the only one who enjoys Sylus' singing 😔 /J)

"Daddy is taking a shower right now, baby. Come on, Mommy can sing you a lullaby. Better than Daddy as well..."

Baby Birdie is disappointed, but she doesn't fight you on this. "Can Daddy sing me to sleep tomorrow, Mommy? 🥺"

"Of course, baby. 🙂" (You @ you: WHY DOES SHE LIKE HIS SINGING SO MUCH??? 😐😮‍💨😭)

You manage to get her to sleep eventually and when you return to the master bedroom, you find Sylus is already in bed.

"She's finally asleep," you tell him, exhausted. "She only wants kitty daddy right now."

He smirks, amused. His ears twitch, and his tail sways from side to side.

When you get into bed, you notice Sylus is...very frisky.

"Sy-SYLUS???"

He laughs and grins lecherously. "Isn't it time for us kitties to play?"

"We made such a cute daughter already," he continues, unabashed, "Maybe it's time we start on our next...'litter,' and give her siblings. 😈"

[THE END BECAUSE THIS IS A ✨️WHOLESOME SERIES✨️ OK. I WRITE ENOUGH SYLUS BREEDING FICS ALREADY. 😔

But something something implications and something something Sylus needing to rut because of his feline instincts rn 😔😔😔]

[reveluving]

omg phillip graves and his shy wifes first time together pls

Anon, baby! You're playing with my meow meow rn!! 😭💗 BUT LET'S GO

Includes: soft dom!graves (dating/pre-marriage), implications of virginity loss/bad past experiences, petnames ('pretty girl'), fingering, licking & marking, unprotected sex (p in v)

COD x shy!wife thots closed! Thank you, everyone, for your time & amazing minds! I sincerely hope I can do this again with y'all soon! 💌

Come & check out my COD m.list!

It starts with a kiss.

Kisses after kisses. He wants to ease you into the moment. To let you know that time wasn't of the essence and he won't (and would never) rush you into things to the point of scaring or downright pressuring you.

He'll be rougher or freakier with you some other time. When he knows you're more open to newer things, curious of what sex—no, making love has to offer. 

“Y'sure you want this?” You nodded into his chest, and as cute as it was, he needed verbal confirmation, “‘M gonna need t’hear you say it, pretty girl.” 

“Yes,” It was breathy, almost whispering, but your tone was pure need—he'd know hesitation when he hears or sees one, “Please, Phil. I need you… I–” 

You paused, “I've always needed you.” 

He effortlessly carried you to the bedroom, holding you up at the foot of the bed before gently laying you down. 

He straightened up to remove his shirt, ‘taking the lead’ in undressing in hopes that you'd feel more comfortable with the idea.

“Mind if I take ‘em off?” He gestured to your shirt, kissing your jaw while waiting for your response. Even when you uttered a ‘mhm’, he didn't take them off immediately. Instead, his lips wandered wherever he could reach, then tested out with a few nips here and there.

Hearing your whimpers, barely able to cover up your moans, one could only imagine his self-restraint, dying to make an appearance to make you his. It was evident in the way he gripped the sheets next to your head.

He does the same with your pants/skirt, trailing kisses down your leg as the bottomwear slides off, leaving you in your undies. 

He lets you cover yourself, only looking at you with a smile, despite the half-lidded gaze as he whispers in your ear. 

“Always knew y'had a fine body,” He emphasized, unable to resist running his hands up and down your soft skin. He helps you with your bra—slowly, then your panties, teasing you with his tongue and noting the spots that make you jump, “Always so soft against me. Makes me fuckin’ hard just thinkin’ about it.” 

He chuckles when he sees you cover your eyes, failing to control the rush of heat coursing through you.

Seeing this side of you, still so shy but also waiting to be ruined. It may not be his first time but damn, he could've fooled himself by the control he was nearly lacking.

He rests his head on your tummy, peering up at you through his lashes as he slides a finger in between your folds, pulling it away and delighted to find it wet and shiny. You can’t help but shiver when he groans upon easing his middle finger into you, the tiniest squelch reaches your ears.

He won’t stop until you’re finally used to three of his fingers, caressing your head and face as your face contorts in slight pain, then comes his favourites; eyes rolling back, lips parting and back arching, babbling against his lips ‘yes, yes, yes’ or begging him not to stop. 

His cock looks painful at this point, holding himself back against the sheets despite the slight precum on the tip. He asks again, “Inside?”, and at this point, you have your arms around him, almost as if praying to just have him in you.

It’s hard not to stare at his body, especially as he throws his head back. His muscles flex as he wraps your legs around him, slowly bottoming out and letting you get used to his size; the girth is one thing, but the length is another. 

A fraction of his resolve begins to chip away when he looks down at you, digging your nails into the sheets and throwing your head back into the pillow, and in a daze, he lunges, nipping and sucking on your neck. Licking up the thin layer of perspiration that covers you in amidst the heat. Giving into your desires, your carnal pleasure.

To finally have him as close to you as possible.

˚ · . f i n . · ˚

[catcze]

DUDE THAT WRIOTHESLEY GAMER BLURB- okay but imagine instead of moral support, oral support where he has you sat nice and neat under his desk, a little pillow and blanket for your knees as he has his cock shoved down your throat, balls slamming against your head as he’s finishing up his round before he cums- either way win or lose, he’s gonna have load after load down your throat

-💿 anon (also hi I love your work meow)

wait ok ik the vibe is horny rn but oral support had me cackling for a bit when i first read it HAHASDJKNAKJ

BUT YES YES YES YES YESSS thats so ??!?!? Cute FUCK 😭 ANd the fact that Wrio absolutely would keep a little pillow and blanket down there for you so that your knees don't get bruised :((

And man, can you imagine if he edges himself while he fucks your face, too? Like, he refuses to cum before the round is over— even if you're practically drooling and whining on his cock for it, and even if his balls are absolutely aching to just fill your mouth up with his load already.

He'll let you have free reign over how you give him oral support for the most part since his hands are too busy. Your hands gripping the meat of his thighs, lips wrapped around his cock as you keep him warm with your throat. But if he gets too close or if you get too excited and greedy for his cum— one of his hands finds its way into your hair, pulling you off of him and making you whine when you see how flushed and close to cumming he is, only to have that pulled away from you.

"Don't get greedy, sweetheart," Wrio grits out above you, swallowing heavily. "You get my cum when I give it to you, got it?"

And all you can do is nod and let him guide you back to his cock when that edge has ebbed. Go back to a sweet, languid pace that has both of you purring.

But when he's finally finally finally fucking finished with this round, you'll know. You're ripped out from the easy bliss of relaxedly licking and mouthing at his cock by his hand in your hair once more, gripping the strands tight and ripping out a squeak of his name when he practically shoves his cock down your throat, his entire length buried into you all the way to the base, making you squirm and gag. All you can do is whine his name as you let him use your mouth for his own pleasure, running your tongue up his length when you can and sucking as much of him inside as you can.

It doesn't take him long to cum with a low, rough groan— not when he's been on the edge of it for what feels like the entirety of last round. And you greedily suck up every drop of him too, swallowing it down with a moan muffled deep in your chest, all the while revelling in the hand that now strokes and pets at your hair in praise.

"Good job, sweetie," he murmurs when you pull off to show your empty mouth, every drop licked up and swallowed. He lets you rest for a little while with your cheek on his thigh and his hand running through your hair, working out the tangles that he made.

When you perk back up, eyes opening lazily but a hungry little smirk forming on your face once more, his cock twitches.

"Ready for another round?" He asks, hand cupping your cheek. You nod, looking devious, mouth already inching for his leaking cock.

[fenharel-babe]

Meow

Solas gets some…interesting news about the Inquisitor, and is shocked when he sees her again.

This is based on this post that I loved so long ago and finally am actually writing. It’s gonna be longer and cuter but have this for right now.

@emmg here you go :))). I would’ve reblogged your other post of showing WIPs but I’m on mobile rn and do not feel like copying it all one at a time since this WIP is deep in my drafts LMAO.

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He honestly didn’t know how to deal with it. When he heard whispers of the news, he was shocked and saw it as a joke rumor that Sera spread.

But hers usually were physical pranks, not this.

Bloom was supposed to arrive at Skyhold that morning. Solas, like he always did, waited in the rotunda for her. She always came there when she arrived, no matter how tired she was. She loved getting a quick hug from him before she did whatever other business she needed to do. She’d also maybe sneak a kiss or two before she would leave. But that morning, she didn’t arrive as herself. She arrived as…

A cat.

A. Cat.

At first, he didn’t know it was her. He waited and waited that morning, but she never came to greet him, and he even heard the people whisper and say, “The inquisitor is back!” He assumed that maybe she had urgent matters to attend to, not even having time to stop by and see him. He understood that, and wouldn’t blame her. Even if a small part of him was sad he didn’t see her.

That is, until Cassandra came marching into the rotunda. He stood up quickly, expecting some kind of emergency, but instead saw her coming towards him with a small cat. The cat was white with orange and black spots around her face and on her body, and had a tail that was black. The eyes were bright blue, which was not usually found in cats.

Cassandra walked up to him and gently placed the cat on his table. She sighed and ran a hand across her forehead. “So, we have an issue.”

The cat immediately walked over to Solas, carefully avoiding his books, and sat on the edge of the desk. It stood up and reached its paws towards him. It meowed at him, and kept meowing and reaching for him.

He sat back down with an unease look on his face. “What’s the issue involving a cat?” At the mention of its presence, it reached out again for him, meowing. He gently pet the top of its head, smiling when it leaned into his hand, arching its back when he trailed his hand down.

“The cat is the inquisitor,” Cassandra said blankly.

He froze and looked up at her with wide eyes. “The cat is what?” He looked at the cat and pulled his hand back immediately. The cat meowed multiple times again, as if she’s trying to explain, but she gives up and makes a growling sound.

Cassandra sighed. “There were some mages that attacked us, and they cast a spell and it must’ve gone wrong.” She looked down at the cat—who she claims is Bloom—and gently taps her paw. “She seems to be conscious and not completely a cat, but…she’s stuck looking like this.” Her face and tone was completely serious, but she was worried. As a cat, Bloom had more chances of being hurt or even carried away by someone.

“Bloom?” Solas asked. The cat looked over immediately and meowed. He thought of how to prove it was her, and not a random cat. “Show me where my sketchbook is,” he ordered. Only Bloom knew where it was, and a regular cat couldn’t just find it by chance. The cat immediately jumped down and went over to the paint cans in the corner of the room. They were covered by a big cloth, but she squeezed her way under it, and he could hear some scratching on the floor. Only a few moments later did the book come sliding across the floor, with her following soon after.

“I have never seen a spell like this before,” Solas said. He picked up the sketchbook, quietly laughing when Bloom ran over to him and pawed at his arm. Guessing what she wanted, he picked her up and carried her back to the desk, setting her on top. “I’m assuming some sort of transformation spell went wrong.” He sighed and looked above to the library. “I’ll have to do some research to fix this issue. I’m not certain about how long it will take.”

Cassandra nodded and glanced at Bloom. “Well, what do we do about her? She can’t just walk around Skyhold like a normal cat. She could get injured, or even taken away.”

“Have someone watching her at all times, then,” Solas suggested. He went to speak again, but the door opened again. It opened quick and loud, causing Bloom to yowl and moved to be beside Cassandra.

“Where is our lovely inquisitor? I have heard some…interesting news,” Dorian said with a barely contained smile. He gasped when he heard Bloom let out a high noise, and he went still as he saw her jump down from the desk. She ran over to Dorian and pawed at his leg, meowing very loudly. “I thought Sera was pulling my leg,” he said as he picked her up gently. She meowed at him even more before he laughed and gently poked her noise. “Dear, remember I cannot understand you. Talking like this is a waste of time.” She growled slightly before she went quiet again.

“Do you have a guess of how long this will take? I already know Josephine is panicking about all the things she has to put on hold,” Cassandra said with a little snort.

Solas looked away as he thought. “It can probably take a few days?” He guessed. He looked at Dorian. “I will need assistance to fix this as quickly as possible.” He ignored the small feeling of jealousy at seeing Bloom relaxing in Dorian’s arms.

“Aww, we can’t just keep her this tiny for awhile?” Dorian cooed. He rolled his eyes when Bloom growled again. “Fine, fine, we’ll fix this as soon as possible. Let’s go to the library and see what we have. I bet Vivienne is already on the case,” he said with a little chuckle. He walked over to Solas and held her out, almost dropping her into Solas’s arms.

“Be careful!” Cassandra scolded the two.

“Cats always land on their feet, she would’ve been fine if she fell. Besides, dear Solas would never let her fall.” He gestured towards the stairs that led to the library. “Now, shall we?”

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[no-one-at-all75]

Gone Again (Gender Neutral) (Fluff)

I don't know if anyone has noticed but I'm on that lover girl train rn. I gotta a whole crush on a REAL man and everything. So now I'm projecting it into my writing because deadass this is how I feel. Hopefully it produces something good :)

Cypher x Reader Fluff

Warnings: leaving spouse, harsh language

Requests are always open :)

Words: 1,777

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You wake up to your husband messing with the sheets and taking his arms off of you. You groan at the loss of warmth that he provides. Your ears pick up a small chuckle before you feel a peck of his lips on your head. You make an effort to pry your eyes open, only to see pitch black. Your eyes slowly adjust and you see him, the light of your life, getting changed in front of you. His chiseled body reminds you how much you love him, and how much you would fuck him right now if given the chance. You lazily latch onto his pillow and snuggle with it as if it were him as you silently watch the show in front of you. 

You watch as he carefully takes off his boxers and replaces them with new ones. You bite your lip a small bit as he pulls his work pants on and places on a black compression shirt. You watch his routine with love in your eyes, the same way you did when you were dating. The thought makes your left thumb graze over your wedding ring. You sigh softly as he puts on his final pieces of clothing, knowing it was almost time for him to leave soon. You decide to break the silence. 

“Amir my love. Why do you turn me on so much only to leave.” Your small voice breaks the quietness of the room. He turns around, looking almost shocked that you were awake all this time. The shock melts into a loving smile as he walks back over to the bed you were lying on and sits down next to you. He places his ungloved hand into your hair, stroking it lovingly. You close your eyes and purr at the contact, making him chuckle again. 

“You know why my dear. I will be back before you even notice I’m gone.” He gives your head another kiss on the top. You scrunch your nose in disagreement. 

“I always notice that you are gone. I always miss you more than you realize.” Your face turns into the pillow. His hands make their way to your back, rubbing it soothingly. He sighs as he realizes you are right. He always sees how lonely you look when you are in the apartment alone without him. He will always remember when you started crying almost daily because he was gone for almost 6 months with no contact. 

“I know darling, I’m sorry. But you know I need to go.” The bed dips back up and his footsteps make their way to the bedroom door. He looks back at you once more, your face still in the pillow. He gives you one sadder smile before disappearing for an unknown amount of time. You feel your eyes burn and the pillowcase get wet with your tears. You turn to the side, your face now exposed, looking at the empty room. You bring your knees to your chest and let out a heavy sigh before falling back asleep. 

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Whenever Amir leaves, it’s like a small part of you dies. You go through a small routine, get up and force yourself to do chores, try not to cry, cook food, try not to cry, and watch something to distract your mind. You’re on day 3 now without Amir. You sit on your couch, arms sprawled across the top and your head resting on the frame. You stare at the ceiling for an unknown amount of time. You hear some noises, like kids playing in the hallways or people driving their cars or walking on the sidewalk outside. But no noise can distract you from the swirling thoughts in your head. Except one. 

You feel a small thing brush against your legs while letting out a small ‘meow?’ Almost questioning why you are so sad. You look down at your legs to find your cat, Cabbage, nuzzling into your legs and looking up at you with her big yellow eyes. You give her a small smile and pick her up and place her next to you on the couch. You let her decide where to sit as you stroke her smooth grey and white fur. She purrs loudly, drawing all of your attention to her. You relax your arms and head and let yourself focus on her smooth yet gravely purrs. You slightly giggle to yourself as you remember why you named her Cabbage. 

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“Remind me again (Y/N) why you want a cat? I can have a coworker build you one you know?” Amir jokes as you push his shoulder a bit with yours, making him lose a small amount of balance. You look at him with a gleam in your eyes. 

“So I won’t be lonely on your big work trips. Being in the apartment alone really takes a toll on me. So, I think a little buddy will help me out.” You cheerfully say. He nods his head, basically saying ‘Ok that’s fair’ as the both of you walk into the shelter holding hands. The shelter staff takes you to a room full of cats, ranging from all different shapes and sizes. Your eyes light up as you crouch down and let them all come to you. Amir gives you an adoring smile as he sits down on one of the nearby chairs and observes his wife attempting to play with 15 cats. 

He is so focused on you that he doesn’t realize that one small grey and white cat started to rub on his legs. He looks down and rubs the small cat’s head, making it immediately purr. You look back over to see him petting the only cat that would go near him. You set down a small kitten that attached to your legs and walked over to him, the flood of cats now receding. You crouch again and watch as Amir skillfully plays with the cat.

“I think we found our buddy.” You say with a smile. He looks at you with love in his eyes and nods his head. Amir picks the cat up off the floor and takes your hand, you both walk towards the door with your new companion in hand. You both make your way outside and back into the car, the cat meowing wondering where it was going. You try to console the cat but know it’s no use until you get home. Amir breaks the chain of meows. 

“So, my love, what are we naming the little feline?” He looks at you with curiosity and smugness, a look you get a lot from him. You smile with a very smug smirk back. 

“We gotta name her something extremely obscure. Something different. Cabbage.” You excitedly say as you look at your husband who is on the brink of laughter. You give him a large smile which breaks him. He erupts into laughter, almost crying. Your face also breaks the smile leading to laughter. Once you both settle down, he places his hand on your cheek and looks at you lovingly. 

“That is an amazing name love.” 

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You giggle at the memory before Cabbage opens her eyes wide and sits up. You look at her with curiosity before she hops off the couch and starts meowing at the door. You roll your eyes a bit and try to relax some more. Her constant meows make you try to console her. 

“Cabbage, baby, he’s not back yet. I know you miss him. I do too. We gotta be the strong women he loves.” You say sweetly. Cabbage continues to meow at the front door, now pacing it back and forth. You shake your head and remove yourself from the couch and walk towards her. She stops meowing when she sees you approach and starts to purr. Your give her a few head scratches before leaving again to go sit back down. You don’t even make it 2 feet away before she starts meowing again. You let out a huff and turn around and walk back the step you took away her. You look down at her and she looks up at you. 

“I’ll open the door to prove he’s not there.” You say as you unlock your door and swing it open. You were expecting an empty hallway like all the other times but this time shocked you. You were met with a smiling face and your favorite flowers. You almost broke down in tears but decided to jump onto your man, your love, your husband. You hear him laugh as he picks you up with ease, he takes in every little detail about you before letting go. Your eyes are brimming with tears, he takes his gloved hand and wipes them away. 

“I missed you too my dear.” His smooth voice releases you of all your worries. He pushes his way into your shared apartment and shuts the door behind him and locks it. His lips lock with yours as you bring your arms around his neck. His hands make their way to your waist, the small stems of the flowers poking your back. The kiss was passionate and everything you craved since he left a few days ago. You both release for air, you almost pant and have a hungry look in your eyes. He always loved that look on you. He swings the flowers forward between the two of you. You smile and smell them. 

“Thank you so much Amir. Although, I would’ve been just fine with you.” You say jokingly as you walk over to the kitchen to find a vase. He hums in agreement. 

“Well, I have some exciting news. The Protocol is letting me do most of my work from home from now on. Which means I’m staying home. Unless a mission pops up.” He explains. You freeze. You put the fragile vase down before jumping with joy. He watches you with love before enveloping you in another hug. You rest your chin on his chest and look into his chocolate brown eyes. You wiggle in the embrace out of excitement, he lets out another chuckle, then kisses you again on the lips. You both feel Cabbage purr and rub her body against both of your legs. You break the kiss and giggle a bit at Cabbage, now looking down at her with admiration and love. Amir does the same. 

“You know Amir, we need to celebrate a different way, don’t you think?” Your face turns red and you give him a smirk. He smirks back and bites his lip as you hold tight to his hand and lead him to your shared bedroom.

[shiftingwithjaidyn]

🕸️,🍎, &🌊!

answering for my writer/fame dr

|| shifting ask game 🕸️; where will you be when you first wake up in your dr? what clothes will you be in?

very basic, i know, but i'll wake up in my room! i want to wake up somewhere where i am already comfortable in (especially since i mostly do sleep methods.). plus, i really want to wake up to my sweetheart princess of meow meow kitty kingdom mari໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა i'm personally very obsessed in anything vintage and romanticizing my life in general/in every single universe being the drama queen that i amso i'll probably be wearing those pretty vintage slip-on night gowns/dresses

🍎; what are three songs that remind you of your dr and why?

● midnight city - m83 - this song reminds me so so sooo much of l.a. (it was a close tie between lady killers II by g-eazy) and the song itself is sort if adrenaline rush was a song which i'll most likely feel the moment i first shift. ● there she goes - the la's - this song is more on how i see myself in my dr/my vibes in my dr, y'know? i've always been a fan of 2000s rom-coms and i've always wanted to be sort of a main caracter in one, so i'm always so happy and thankful whenever someone says i do have that type of personality/aura and i'd like to have it in this reality as well! ● no 1. party anthem - arctic monkeys - this song can be interpreted in numerous ways and while majority of them are a pretty sad interpretation (and i can do a whole essay on every single one but let's do that some other time), i genuinely adore this song with my whole heart and consider it as a love song about me and my dr s/o. there's a specific verse in its bridge "the look of love, the rush of blood. the "she's with me"s, the gallic shrug. the shutterbugs, the camera plus the black & white and the colour dodge." that brings me to my knees and make me go "hey that's us!". me and my dr s/o sort of have a love at first sight (the look of love, the rush of blood) friends-to-lovers trope, so obviously there's a lot of mutual pining and slow burn there, but i think it's sort of bittersweet to have those moments. not in a "oh, i want to be cheesy and corny and blah" (which you can do obviously but that is not my intention here personally), but in a "we get the chance to understand each other to a deeper level that no one else can, but there's this risk, and it's up to us if we want to take it or not.". especially with the fact that we don't act upon our feelings until much later (thought a lot of our friends already speculate || "the "she's with me"s, the gallic shrug") also connects me to this song more for this song is a representation of longing and yearning for someone who you're unsure if they like you back especially knowing everyone has their eyes on the both of you (because he's a well-known actor and i'm a well-known writer || "the camera plus the black & white and the colour dodge") (there's so much words for the last song omg i'm so sorry y'all my lover girl slipped out of her cage.)

🌊; pretend your dr has one of those filler-beach-day episodes. what’s everyone doing?

omgg this reminded me of a scene in this show i'm a part of in my dr (yellowjackets) where it does have a filler-beach-day episode (well more like scene and they were in a lake but whateverrr) anyway, going back to the question! i'm mostly close with drag queens in my dr since i've worked for rupaul's drag race (the og and all stars) for about 10 years so i can only imagine most of the queens like shea couleé, trixie mattel, katya zamolodchikova, violet chacki, jaida essence hall, plastique tiara, etc. relaxing in the corner enjoying the sun and other queens like nymphia wind, dawn, gottmik, symone, plasma, kandy muse, xunami muse, morphi, naomi smalls, bob the drag queen, monet x change, etc. probably ready to drown each other during a game of beach volleyball. (i'm so sorry if this answer's like super messy and not accurate to the question my head is so empty rn HDJKFHSKFHDSJ)

this was such a fun questionnaire session tysmmm gaiaaa!!!! <3333

[1-800reki]

hii! its my birthday today so i was wondering if you could whip up a oneshot story of a f!reader x kenma or bachira, ill leave the plot to youuu, but i love physical affection and words of affirmation, aaand i LOVE cats,, again ill leave everything to ya, thank you!!♡

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ‼️‼️

I love bachira sm guys theres nothing about him

(IF ITS OUT LATE IM SORRH BECAUSE I FEEL REALLY SICK RN BUT I PROMISE THAT IT'LL BE GOOD) (erm... i lied this isn't good at all 😞)

"The Sillies!"

Bachira x Fem reader!

Fluff!

this might be short bc im writing this while having a stomach bug 😪

"BABE!"

You had just arrived back home from work and went to the bedroom to check up on Meguru and before you could react, you felt somebody jump on you and tackle you to the floor. Who could it be other than Meguru? "Well, that's one way to welcome your girlfriend, " you said with a laugh. Meguru laughed as well. "You were gone for so long! Pineapple and I were so worried!" He said with a pout as you got up from the floor.

A small orange ball of fluff rubbed against your leg and meowed softly. "See! We were worried!" Meguru said, picking up the kitten as it meowed happily. You rolled your eyes playfully when he shoved Pineapple and himself in your face. "It was only a couple of hours, Meg. I'm sure you and Pineapple can survive three hours without me, " you said with a small chuckle.

"We can't! Pineapple! Tell Mommy how much you missed her!" Meguru said with a pout and brought Pineapple to your face. The cat meowed as if he was agreeing with what Meguru said. "Aw, I'm sorry Pineapple." You giggle taking him from Meguru's hold. "No sorry for me?! Your loving, super awesome, amazing, boyfriend?!" Meguru said dramatically and pouted.

"Fine, you big baby. I'm sorry I left you for more than 30 seconds." You said with rolled eyes. Meguru hummed happily and latched himself onto you. "Good. I love you." Meguru said and planted a kiss on your forehead. "I love you too Meguru." You say with a happy smile and lean into his hug relishing the comfort of your boyfriend's presence. People call him too much at times but they never see the calm version he is with you.

He may be silly but he's your silly.

erm guys. i don't write good when i'm sick. im sorry if this doesn't match your expectations ☹

ANOTHER LATE HAPPY BIRTHDAY ‼

[coffeelovesdramasalatte]

LITA Ep. 5 Rewatch Thoughts Part 2

Phayu is looking WAY too happy to be called a bastard

Idk this shot is just funny

AHHHH It's our other resident cutie!! I missed you Prapai <3 Also yay for P' Aon and P' Saifah my beloveds

The exchange between Prapai and P' Saifah is so funny and I wish we'd gotten to explore the twins' and Prapai trio more in the show. That would've been so fun! As it stands take a P' Saifah side-eyeing self-proclaimed VIP Prapai

Ah so P' Saifah did hear things last night (poor him). Also I'mma need everyone to stop calling Phayu names when all he does is be a SIMP

If the beast was actually a puppy, sure. I'm not sure these boys know how metaphors work.

Poor Sky's world is about to get a lot windier with turbulence. It's not time for us to talk about that yet though. Also peep the manga collection, I stan

HE EVEN SNEEZES LIKE A KITTY I CAN'T HANDLE THIS CUTENESS

P' Phayu you're hilarious - wdym germ-spreader as if you don't literally stick your tongue down his throat in circa 5 minutes

Man is really gunning to impress the in-laws - do you see this smirk?? He knows he's won their favor (at least Mama Rain's so far). Poor Rain can feel himself being replaced as the favorite son >.<

I just know Phayu's inner-self is SCREAMING rn at seeing his triangle being so treasured by Rain. This is probably what prompted that very "you are my fate and the heavens themselves brought us together and ilysm" musical number coming up later on. Also for the millionth time, Boss has v nice hands heh

I love how utterly hypnotized Rain looks every time Phayu gets close to him. obsessed with this set of expressions, actually!

Why is Rain saying 'mia' with that look on his face so powerful?? Phayu sir how did you hold back from immediately smothering his face with kisses bc I certainly couldn't be that strong

Phayu I'm going to slap you bc what is this behavior?

Rain is understandably not ok. Noeul did a spectacular job here of giving us subdued shock and realistic tearing up. Generally speaking, he's a good crier (even in ep 3 I think he portrayed it well without overdoing it).

I love how they gave us dramatic thunder in the background to really impart the gravity of the situation. Foley artist I continue to love u <3

They also really went hard with the triangle imagery in this episode, or maybe that's just me seeing things. I do love how Rain's first instinct to get out of any Situation is to grab Phayu's arm.

"It's time to stop studying each other." Yeah ok say it without looking at Rain's lips like 50 times first, coward

You can see the tear track and Noeul does this little nose twitch here that's giving me poor meow meow. Even Phayu couldn't resist touching

Rain: is this clown serious rn?? we're talking about the WEATHER???

The audacity?!

Rain looks so distressed here, my poor son :(

He finally breaks and we get to see that oh-so-adorable-only-for-Rain nose crinkle. Phayu is lucky he's so cute or Rain would've pouted for a lot longer

Rain just went at him with the softest pillow in his arsenal. He's too nice.

I know every single one of you went back to the shot earlier of his clearly unmarked back when you first watched this. I should know. I squinted for like 5 full minutes. Phayu you're a liar :(

Rain hits him some more, and Phayu says he's already won. I really think this man looks wayyyy too smug, someone (Rain) should do something about it.

And we're back to the neck cradling. I continue to admire how quickly Rain just loses himself (as shown by his suddenly very focused on Phayu's face gaze)

To the next part we go!! Lots of sweetness ahead :)

[cartoonrival]

3 15 16 22 smirks

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

ok if im being honest im STILL thinking about ytp/exploding hotdogs inthe micrwave-amy. NO SHE WOULD FUCKING NOTTTTT you guys just think that any girl liking traditionally feminine things automatically = no personality so the only way you can wrap your head around "fixing her" is making her less "girly". im still going to war over what ppl are doing to amy. literally no one on the planet understands amy like i do and shes not even one of my faves. i dont even enjoy understanding her like she's my own daughter i do it like its an obligation like im legally required. i also recently learned that "does naruto having blonde hair and blue eyes mean he's white-coded" is legitimate discourse and i fr think you all need serious help

15. that one thing you see in fanart all the time

ok this is my biggest hater opinion and i KNOWWWW its like unnecessarily pissy so i havent said antyhing abt it until now but i think you might understand me. I DONT LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE GIVE SHADOW SOME LITTLE THING TO TAKE CARE OF. I DONT LIKE HIS CHAO AND I DONT LIKE [expunged for my and others' safety] AND I DONT LIKE WHEN PEOPLE JUST GIVE HIM CATS. HE CANT TAKE CARE OF LITTLE CREATURES HE DOESNT CARE TO DO THAT HE DOESNT WANT TO HE JUST DOES NOT HAVE THE CARETAKERS SOUL LIKE HES NOT DOING THAT. HES NOT DOING THAT. BUT PPL DRAW IT ALLLLL THE TIMEE.......... IS THERE NO OTHER WAY WE CAN SHOW HIS SOFT SIDE THEN GIVING HIM SOME LITTLE CREATURE. HES NOT DOING THAT SHIT!!!!!!!!!! its so stupid bc its not even like ooc NECESSARILY i mean his chao exists in at least some canons and theres nothing really saying it COULDNT happen and its such a harmless thing to be a hater about BUT I HATE ITTTTTT also when ppl make the hedgehogs wag their tails BE SO SERIOUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

literally every ship with amy. i think you guys just are desperate to ship her w someone. AROACE AMY SWEEP. ASK ME ABOUT MY AROACE AMY AGENDA!!! also i know youve talked about this 1 million times but i cannot fucking stand how the greater fandom talks about scourge bc none of them even KNOW HIM AT ALL and miss literally EVERYTHING that makes his character interesting and fun bc you didnt even READ ARCHIE you just decided to take this one dude out and sand him of everything of note so you can make him a sad little meow meow ToT SONIC HAS PLENTY OF SAD LITTLE MEOW MEOWS CANT A GUY JTSU SUCK??? CANT HE JUST BE A TERRIBLE LOSER? COME ONNNNNNN but ofc you wouldnt understand bc you didnt even READ ARCHIEEEEEE.

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

JULIE SU. JULIE SU. JULIE SU ALWAYS. theres literally so much that could be said and expanded upon w her family and background and not even in the way that canon didnt give her anything at all and you gotta diy everything, shes SUCH A FUN CHARACTER shes so funny and such a jerk and everyone writes her off as "girl knuckles" so fast that they wont even LOOK at how much unique personality she has and how UNIQUE her relationship w knuckles is LIKE.... ken penders actually gave js a fun and unique and dope personality, the FANS are the ones writing her off as girl knuckles. ummmmm its not looking good for you people! and theres the assumption ig that all the romances in archie just suck bc theres sort of a lot of them, obviously i dont like every one COUGHken and sallyCOUGH but like ToT KNUXSU IS SO SO SO GOOD.... THE WAY THEY TALK TO EACH OTHER IS SO GOOD like you guys wipe every characters personality to put them in a ship, then talk about knuxsu as if thats the issue with it and why you dont like it, but. ITS NOT EVEN LIKE THAT. AND IF IT WAS SHOULDNT YOU LIKE THAT SORT OF SLOPim sounding like lorillee rn. QPR KNUXSU AGENDA WILL NEVER DIE

and in the same vein as js, lien da also. ppl just in passing say that either shes hot or shes ugly and no one talks about that creepy as fuck issue where eggman surgically put her back together. that issue was so fucking dope. shes so awesome. i love you lien da you are terrible and i love you.

obviously literally just all of archie. nobody talks about archie. i fucking love archie but everyones too scared. i wish i could make that au

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Idk if i can make a request rn but here it goes!

Can i request a human reader who is an incredibly powerful witch who tampers with dark magic

And while they're figthing with the ror! Boys she basically decimates the fight with ease all because to the numerous powerful spells they had

But the figthing suprisingly ends in a draw

Thank you!

-Your immense power is what allowed you to come to Valhalla, after you died, saving your cat, Whisper, only to find out he died shortly after you and came with you to Valhalla.

-The two of you lived peacefully in a large, lush forest, getting along with those who would seek you out, many who knew you were a powerful witch, wanting your assistance, natural remedies and healing balms rather than love potions, you left that up to Aphrodite.

-You were rather reserved compared to other powerful beings in Valhalla, rather wanting to be by yourself, just you, your cat, and your garden.

-However, reservation did not mean you were weak, not by any means, you had quickly proven yourself to others, mainly warriors, that just because you didn’t physically fight like them, you were no pushover.

-That’s why Brunnhilde sought you out, wanting you to fight for humanity in Ragnarok; not many humans were skilled with magic, and even fewer were as strong as you.

-While you could care less with what happened to humanity, as they were the ones to eventually kill you and Whisper, but you were still a human yourself, and you weren’t about to die again, not without a fight!

-Your opponent was a very powerful god, one who could actually give you a challenge, something you didn’t get very often.

-Your opponent was very quick to underestimate you, as he could tell you weren’t strong, physically at least, trying to attack you.

-The whites of your eyes turned bloody red and the irises turned pitch black as you were able to catch his blow with ease, blowing him instantly back as a black shadowy claw took over your right arm.

-The crowds were stunned to see dark magic, as was (God) before a smirk appeared on your lips, “My turn~”

-Your fight was one of the longest ones, as you proved that you weren’t a pushover and you weren’t going down without a fight, something (God) admired, seeing your drive.

-He powered up his most powerful attack once more and you cupped your hands in front of your heart, a red and black flame appearing between them, charging up your most powerful attack as well, Obsidian Blaze.

-The cloud of dust that covered the arena, leaving everyone blind to who was the victor and some wind gods were quick to try to clear it out.

-Eyes went wide to see you both unconscious, but neither fatally wounded, your battle was a draw.

-It was three hours later before you finally woke up, Whisper sitting beside your head, licking your cheek softly.

-You were surprised but happy to see that you were alive, a small smile on your lips as you lifted your hand to his head, scratching gently, “What happened?”

-Your cat meowed, turning his head to look over and you were surprised, seeing (God) in the next bed, roughed up just like you were, looking over at you, sitting up while you were laying down still, at least until a nurse came over to help you sit up, propping you up.

-Thor- He didn’t seem too upset that your fight ended in a draw, “You were strong, witch maiden- err- Y/N. I haven’t found many who can match me in strength.” You offered him a small smile as Whisper crawled into your arms, purring contently, “The same to you, Thor, it’s nice to get a good workout like this, even if I am sore all over now.” He chuckled, finding you funny. Despite being opponents in the arena, you were friendly with each other, speaking kindly, like you were friends. Whisper surprised the both of you by going over to him to get scratches, as your cat didn’t like anyone but you, which made you smile, “You must be special, Whisper doesn’t like anyone.” Thor chuckled softly, scratching Whisper under his chin, “You flatter me, I should be the one flattering you.” You giggled warmly, which made him smile, you had a feeling he was going to be a good friend.

-Hajun- He was silent for a few long moments, just staring at you, “How does the darkness not take you?” you were surprised by his question before offering a smile while Whisper was cuddled up to your side, purring loudly, “Think of darkness as an opponent, you can either let it win, or beat it into submission.” He chuckled softly at your description, finding it simple to understand. Hajun looked over again as you spoke, “You were really strong, it’s not often I get to go all out on an opponent.” He laughed loudly, amused by your words before he nodded in agreement, “I was hoping for a strong opponent, but I was surprised to see that it was a maiden who kicked my ass! I’ll never underestimate you again!” you cupped your cheek, smiling warmly, “Aww~ that’s so sweet of you to say. But between us, I like it when I get underestimated, I love seeing the shock on the faces of others.” He chuckled again, calling you a cruel woman which made you laugh, the two of you easily getting along.

-Odin- His eye bore into you, focused, as he had never seen someone, let alone a human maiden, control dark magic so easily, it looked like child’s play! Whisper meowed up at you, his paws on your chest as he licked your cheek softly, making you smile gently, scratching him under his chin gently before Odin spoke, “How is it that you can control dark magic so easily? I don’t even try to use it often because of the toll it takes on my body.” You smiled warmly over at him, treating him kindly, “Practice and patience, dark magic- to me at least, is way harder than any other magic I’ve come across, even fire magic or healing magic. I spent years working on it on Earth, then when I came here, I had plenty of time to train my skills.” He nodded softly, impressed with your abilities, “Once we’re out of the infirmary, would you like to get a drink? I want to discuss your training methods and compare them to my own.” You sent him a small wink, lightly flirting, “So our fight was our first date and drinks on our second~ sounds like fun to me.” You took him off guard as a smile appeared, amused at your quick thinking, you were quite the woman.

[deadduvznap]

jayhoon having angry sex. and blood. - (your favorite) omega anon

this has been sitting in my drafts since i got it.

im a firm believer that jay doms hoon in every situation (including lore) and you cant convince me otherwise now listen okay hear me out its a situation where like prob after a concert or no during it lets say sunghoon is doing sm fanservice w the other members and jay gets mad and i mean PISSED at sunghoon and sunghoon knows but he cant do anything abt it he just keeps doing all that fan service w the other members so jay is PISSED and on the way to the hotel they are in different vans or wtv BUT. they share a room and hoon knows jays pissed so he begs the other boys to switch but they are all like nah man you did this to urself so hes like ah fuck so he finally goes into the room and he sneaks into the shower and when hes out jay is just sitting on the bed looking angry with a towel around his neck and waist and sunghoon just silently goes to sit on his bed before bed and he faces the other direction and jay is facing opposite of him so they r back to back and jay finally talks and hes like im mad at you hoon and hoon is like i know im sorry and jays like sorry isnt good enough blah blah blah hoons like ill give you apology head :( and jays like im still so mad at you but i cant turn down head so jay is sitting on the bed he forces hoon to the floor and hoon starts to go down on his dick and jay is PISSED hes sitting there towelless arms crossed his jaw clenched in anger sunghoon between his legs hes staring at hoon his eye twitching and hes like if you dont hurry the fuck up ill make you hurry and hoon knows how jay gets when hes angry and he doesnt want his head bashed in so hes getting to buisness he gathers the spit thats in his mouth and he opens his mouth and lets it drip (more like waterfall) onto jays cock, he then purses his lips and wraps them around the head of jays cock and he sucks HARD and jay jumps a bit cus he wasnt expecting it and it kinda hurt so he smacks hoon lightly, jokingly, on the head and goes what the fuck are you doing and hoon doesnt reply he just shoves his head down as far as it can go as fast as possible and jay folds over and chokes for a second before hoon comes back up and goes back down again and oh yeah is it too late to mention hoon doest have a gag reflex ? anyways jay is folded over his hand in hoons hair and hoon is bobbing his head up and down contemplating biting jays dick off, just because, but he decides against it and keeps going and before jays about to cum he pulls sunghoons head off his dick, quite hard actually and sunghoons is startled at the pain and the yank and he feels like his hair is about to get ripped off and jay is holding his hair in a TIGHT grip and he drags him on to the twin sized bed and sunghoon lets out cries of pain as he stands up hunched over at the hight jays hand is grabbing him and he has one hand gripping jays wrist and the other trying to push him away and his towel falls off and hes like what the fuck are you doing ??? let go of me ?? and jay is like shut the fuck up you deserve this and you know it and now sunghoon is getting angry because even though hes a sub and a bottom he doesnt like being yanked around like this and jay pushes him onto the bed and sunghoon is fucking seething hes naked and his dick is half hard and his head hurts but he cant do anything because if he tries to leave jays is gonna bash his head into a wall and he doesnt want that so jay flips him over onto his tummy and lifts his ass in the air and hes pretty bent in half becuse hes rlly flexible and sunghoon is really uncomfortable in that position but jay doesnt care he just wants to fuck sunghoon so hard he forgets about the other members and so he can forget his anger and not kill someone or break smth so he grabs the lotion thats sitting on the side table he used after he showered and he lubes up his dick and his fingers and shoves two of them in sunghoon pretty hard and hoon freaks out because it hurts and jay is like shut the actual fuck up i dont want to hear it right now and he sticks his dick in sunghoon and hoon shreiks in pain into the pillow he feels like

hes getting ripped open, the lotion isnt doing much at all for lube he feels the lotion dry up quickly and he feels like his insides are ripping open and he starts to cry and jay doesnt give a fuck hes using the blood dripping from hoons hole to lube up more but that doesnt do anything to help and jay lets out an annoyed groan and rolls his head back hes annoyed at sunghoon for crying so loudly and that the "lube" isnt working and he remembers what happened and now hes even angrier and he pulls out and walks over to his bag for a second and sunghoon relaxes his body for a second and he can see the blood starting to drip down his inner thigh before it quickly congeals and sticks to his skin and he sees the drops of blood on the sheets and he feels like hes gonna cry again and jay comes back and grabs his arm and flips him over and he almost falls off the side of the bed when jay yanks him back over to the middle and sunghoon cant do anything but be limp and space out and jay starts to lube himself and sunghoon up before he sticks his dick back in sunghoons hole again and sunghoon starts to cry as he lays against the bed and jay kind of feels bad but hes still pissed at him so he tosses his empathy into his mind vault and starts fucking the poor boy again and sunghoons body is limp as jay knocks into him hes flailing around as his vision is blurry and hes staring at jays face and he starts getting mad again he shouldve bitten this fuckers dick off when he had the chance and jay leans over him and sunghoon just sinks his teeth into jays... wherever it is as hard as possible and jay grunts and pushes sunghoons face away but sunghoon had already pierced the skin and the blood was starting to form little beads in the wound on his shoulder

[scoonsalicious]

Heya hey mother pookie🩷 So here’s my thoughts.

Can’t stress this enough and will keep on saying it that Lebron is just…

It’s sad u know? just… sad! Idk how to explain but it’s sad that’s not pity. The closest word I can think of is pathetic. She’s pathetic but not to the point I feel sorry for her.

Honestly, if she wasn’t a bit cray2, delusional, obsessive, manipulative, a pick me, I would’ve actually feel bad for her but then she’s not

She’s a whole red flag and if Buckybaby doesn’t see that in the future, RIP his eyes and sanity but as said by Mother Pookie before, this Bucky is better and so I have faith in him. It’s just that his action might be later on than now bcs he always thought of Lebron as his friend only. Before he never been interested so hard in a dame before but now that he’s actually starting to fall in love with Major, he’s going to notice her delusionalism (this word doesn’t exist btw)

Btw Leechoney… what do you expect😭😫 Like… what? Ofc he’s going to lie to you bcs of your attitude. She’s acting as if Bucky is her boyfriend (i bet in her mind she thinks that). She’s going to confront Bucky the next day I tell ya. She’s not the type to back down too. I can imagine the shrill of her voice right now and it’s making me cringe. I bet she gunna stomp her feet like a child demanding Buckybaby to explain why he lie to her and who’s he with. She’s the type to use the ‘but I’m your bestfriend’ reason too, which is hella annoying. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes so hard it refuse to come back down, but it had too bcs I need to read the upcoming part.

Personally, it’s fun to read Lenovo’s POV. Imagine if Jade had one?! That would be cruel yet interesting😂 Reading the antagonist view has a different vibe because there will be a time where we don’t understand why they’re acting the way they are and in a sense of way, we’re psychologically interpreting/discussing their behaviour which is fun. I lurve it!!

Lastly, as usual, great writing, Happy mother’s day to your mama Pookie and others as well andd ofcc as usual, love you Mother Pookie🩷🩷🩷

PS// One of my cat is sick rn. Please pray that he’ll be better tomorrow (He’s not meowing as usual, wobbly wobbly too, these past few days the weather has been unexpected, changing between heavy rains then scorching hot in seconds, and i hope it’s not affecting him. This is why we need an actual cat as a doctor, like a cat doctor, not human doctor just so they could take care of other cats ASAP)

I feel like it's easy to put deLulu in the crazy bucket, but she's definitely motivated more by selfishness than by any kind of mental illness. She could have easily asked Bucky out at any point over the last four years. Who knows-- he might have said yes. She just kind of expected him to fall for her, so don't feel bad for her. She's been manipulating his relationships for a long time now.

She's definitely put Bucky in this quasi-boyfriend role, where she treats him like a bf and expects him to treat her like a gf, just minus the sexual/romantic element... for now (in her mind). She's used to being the only girl of significance in his life, and it's going to hit her hard when that changes. And it changes very, very soon.

Bucky will start seeing problems with the way she acts, but he won't necessarily put two and two together right away. Because, to him, the idea of a romantic relationship between him and her is just... so far out there. She is a friend; he's never, ever seen her as anything else. The idea has never crossed his mind. So, when trying to come up with motives for her behavior, jealousy will not be the first one to come to mind.

I think I would have been too terrified to have ever written a Jade POV. It would have been so scary in that head, lol.

[bruh-anator3000]

Guess who is also severely ill rn and has been throwing up non stop???

Spoilers!!!! its me.

So let me grab Viktor by the hair and pretend hes taking care of me, c'mon psstpsstpsst vikki come here

Warnings: throwing up, on the nose references to that one dream I had and Machine Heralding, probably really bad writing since my vision is kinda going wonky, cringe self indulgence bc i need it

...

Welp, there went your lunch.

Down the toilet, leaving you heaving for air. Fat tears rolled down your face as you sat back on your heels. Panting, like a boa constrictor was tight around your torso and throat. Dabbing pathetically at your drool, snot, and tears.

Your light meal of saltine crackers with some ice chips lasted about... 10 minutes? Maybe more, since you had time to get up and go to the bathroom this round. Wincing, you buried your face in the towel, a godforsaken headache throbbing at the front of your head.

What the hell did you do to deserve this? The stomach virus had been going sround but you knew better than a silly virus. This was the virus plus your insane stomach that could never cooperate teaming up with your migranes to form the worst day in history.

No anti-stomach acid pills worked, none of the prescribed medications for your pains stayed down long enough, and half of them needed food to accompany them before being digested.

Who decided to make that a rule? You wanted to meet up with the pharmacist who decided you had to eat something first to make your stomach stop hurting. You wanted to ask if they knew what chronic stomach pain meant. Possibly hit them with a chair but that was if you had time.

But seriously, how were you supposed to keep prescriptions down when you could hardly stomach fucking crackers?

You eventually pulled your face away from the towel, rubbing your eyes raw, at the sound of the front door opening. The tell-tale sign someone else was home, quickly being accompanied by your cat greeting them in cheerful meows. You could hear Viktor call out your name. And you could feel, if you tried to say anything above a whisper back, the breakfast you never had was about to join your lunch.

Rio knocked over some pill bottles, guessing from how multiple clattered and rattled to the floor. The tsk that followed a better indicator that your cat had cleared off the kitchen table, while you hid in the bathroom. A bottle or two was picked up before the comforting tap-tap-tapping of a cane neared the master bathroom.

Tap-tap-tap against the door. "You're sick again, aren't you?" Viktor's accented voice carried through the door. You only nodded from your seated position against the wall. As if he could see you. "Can I come in?"

You tried for an affirmative hum that quickly soured in you throat. Viktor heard it nonetheless, and gently peeked his head through the door.

"Have you eaten anything?" He was aware not eating could cause this reaction. Eating could cause it to be like this, too. Or worse.

"Nothing stays down." You managed to choke out. He walked in, leaving the door a tad open for your cat to slide in behind him.

With a small groan, he joined you on the floor. Back sliding down the wall til he sat right besides you, hand curling over yours in your lap. Rio came trotting behind, finding her place in between both yours and Viktor's knees. She curled her paws beneath, creating a rushed loaf as she bumped her head against you.

You wanted to pull your hands apart, wrap one with Viktor's and have the other one run down Rio's back. But every movement, every flicker of the bathroom's light, it made you even more nauseous.

Reading your mind, Viktor squeezed your hands in his, speaking softly, "It's alright. Rio and I will take care of you." He smiled, teasing in a little humor despite your unforgiving state.

You leaned into his shoulder. A tear rolled down your face. "It hurts."

"I know."

"I'm so sick of this, Vik."

"I know," He sighed, letting his head drop. "We'll figure this out someday." His eyes glared at his leg. He could feel it protest against it's crossed position as he sat with you.

You sighed, letting your heap drop to your knees. "How was work?"

"Mmh, nothing extraordinary." His thumb rubbed soothing circles over your knuckles. "Jayce nearly blew his hand off." He lilted. "His hand got stuck in the Atlas Gauntlet and instead of just taking the Hex crystal out, he panicked and almost blew off his arm."

You hummed. "So regular day?"

"Pretty much."

You sighed. "Do you think if I ate a hex crystal, my stomach pain would go away?" Viktor snorted.

"I very much doubt that."

"Well, you're the scientist." You pouted. "Build me a stomach that won't violently protest everything. Like a... hex-stomach or something."

"A hex-stomach?" You nodded. "Hm, I'll ask Jayce what he thinks, but it may turn calories anf sugars needed for your body to function into magic."

"I'm supposed to not like that?"

"I can't think it to be pleasent to vomit magic." He winced.

"The point of the hex-stomach is that I will no longer throw up." He squeezed your hands again, thumb brushing your knuckles still.

"We'll figure out something less... risky." He said

...

As if we don't know his doomed narritive. Doomed little guy. Kay im gonna go throw up now, i hope you are having a great day, if not at least better than mine.

Let me take the suffering from you since I'm already in the depths of it. You go enjoy your day.

[autisticbokutoenthusiast]

ep 6 playboyy rewatch stray thoughts

- not gaga auto jumping to nont and jump 👀 guess i rewatch that scene often….

- headlines: someone making noise complaint was killed, drunk partygoer shoots friend, i heard “lgbtq” but didn’t see subs about it…, leaked photos of elites partying on a. yacht with drugs and women

- the section in english is interesting is this a convo between nuth aob and puen?

- i feel like we don’t talk about this aobpuen scene enough….

ep 6 the truth is a glass of wine

- here we have the framing of the baddies but porsche is always cropped out

- zouey being like “we should throw a party” and first and captain immediately start discussing which animals to dress as. i see you

- kerjiejr nont like can yall be serious we are not having an animal themed party…. the theme will be sexy sleepwear skdjrkkrrjjr

- captain is such a menace akjsjdjsjejr wait why are his nails so long i thought he played rugby

- ZOUEYTEENA i’m popping them in my mouth

- is this rooftop the baddies? like what doesn’t their house have damn

- porsche being a menace for no reason

- get it tutor!! yes jump suck that boobie!!

- jump is so tired free my mans jdjdjdjjd on the phone sucking and moaning like it better be teena on the other line

- the sunglasses JUMP HAS CHAIN NECKLACE

- aob can do anything except role playing he’s in love with puen… aobpuen enthusiasts we are so back

- i can’t pretend to be in love with you because be- because because you’re not pretty… enough!!!

- aob crying scene oh i forgot…

- aob also in a chain necklace aurrrkay

- nont on the verge of just giving up

- promnont scene of all time “sex doesn’t change you, just reveals things… is there anything you want to reveal”

- jump walking into the party pointing at prom and walking away my autistic meow meow if this production. he also lookin like a whole meal

- first is so fucking dramatic skdjjdkd if jejdjjg

- why are you toasting me we’ve accomplished jack shit go solve the fucking murder

- it’s the way porsche zouey and prom have similar outfits….

- nonts boots don’t go with the rest of the fit… i’m sorry but it’s true. still love this fit tho

- captain is a FUCKING MENACE kaksjdjd that’s my boy

- discord peeps who said teena had sadistic sex with jason…. i’m starting to think yall are right

- zouey kinda taken himself out here cause he tried to have sex with teena and jump like now look where we are zouey you should have asked a different question skdjdjjdjfj

- wtf is going on with the belly button on captain rn 🤨

- why jump and keen kinda eyeing eachother up a ton like ok…

- PROM AND NONT YOURE FIRST SCENE TOGETHER NONT WORE A MASK PUT YOUR FINGIES DOWN

- i’m obsessed with jump teena soong hanging out also them all teasing jump for being a himbo i love them

- FIRST HAS BEEN STANDING ANGSTILY ON A CHAIR THIS WHOLE TIME AKDJJDJDJRJD

- does jump know jason is the daddy….

- “if we play more games we’ll definitely know” <- me when i’m about to be proven wrong skdjdjjr

- jump and teena hyping eachother up im gonna screammmmmm oh proms there too?!?!?!

- jump in the bg is killing me he’s so fucking funny

- i’m jumping on the teena can’t dance train yall im gonna roast tf outta this boy

- teena straight jamming through all the drama ekktkkrjjt teena is the only character in a romcom im obsessed with him

- teena got thr puppy dog eyes out someone help my man

- “you can choose to be masculine but be awful or be a pussy and not hurt people” ok zouey

- and teena returns to heal position

- captainkeen the only ones who understand the assignment of this game aksjjdkdk

- hold on what goes on with zoueys jacket….

- zouey first and teenasoong being chaotic besties yessss

- jump also understood the assignment

- “twins are so identical” always takes me out like he just says what comes to mind but this is the thing that makes nont want to burn him alive

- jump seems into the wax play before nont starts… being nont…. so noted

- nant appears to at least 3 characters as haunting visions…. aurrrrkay

- the lighting in this nuthphop scene is absolutely fantastic

- prom being so worried for porsche….

- porsche tells prom “if he finds out you gave nant his money he will kill both of you…” which might not mean anything but also….

- phop in his pearls and chains

- oh nuth…..

- nont really loves masks like ok

- here we go captain being a menace

- it’s soongs room?!??!? what?!?! do they all live in the same abandoned hotel?!?!? do they not run into eachother?!?!?!

- captain being a menace again skdjdis

- the bloody handprint still fascinates me

- poor nuth once again. kinda obsessed with nuth going through it in the corner and phop just continuing on. like it’s probably an average day for them…….

- nuthphop enthusiasts how we feeling… who else feels like they’re about to pass out…

- i’m kinda obsessed with the turn of events. like nuth being like i just got got on vid cam cause i was trying to be horny about the fact you made me so jealous i wanted to kill you…. wanna be my bf?

- i love this scene actually….

[softievante]

hi so i’d like to request a fic please, because i keep thinking about vernon stealing mingyu’s food. so consider mingyu who has (unknowingly) agreed to be vernon’s feeder so like vernon keeps stealing his food and mingyu starts bringing more food as snacks/ordering more food at restaurants and vernon sees this as a challenge meanwhile mingyu is just confused as to why this keeps happening lol

ok thank you!!

hello, friend!! sorry for the wait, i only took this long because of Real LifeTM and other stuff that doesn’t matter that much rn. what matters is that i finished and i actually loved to write it bc i love any vernon pairings tbh. chubby vernon is such an adorable concept!! i hope you enjoy your little fic, thanks for the request :3

🍜 responsability

when mingyu took jun’s place as hansol’s roommate, he had some instructions handed out to him. junhui made sure he knew about hansol’s weird sleeping schedules, his dissociative moments while listening to music, and overall quirky traits like meowing out of nowhere and staring into nothingness for hours, but what jun made sure to highlight among it all was hansol’s complete lack of ability when it came to cooking.

“he’s like a hopeless teenage boy, gyu,” jun had explained during a quick meeting they had to talk about the moving, chatting over coffee and pastries. “if no one’s paying attention, he lives off of bread and jam, you know?”

mingyu, after a sip of his americano, exhaled a light chuckle.

“that’s cute. how old did you say he is again?”

jun tapped at his chin. “he’s a 98, so 24.”

“yeah, should at least know how to fry an egg,” mingyu pondered, “but no problem, i can cook for two, you know i don’t mind.” he shrugged.

“cool. i have a feeling you two will get along,” jun affirmed, intending not only to assure mingyu but himself, since he didn’t want to be the one responsible for putting any of his friends in a bad situation.

“yeah, i’m rooting for it,” mingyu complemented, leaning back on his seat with a dreamy sigh.

turns out junhui was not wrong, but wasn’t totally right. they did get along pretty well, mingyu’s puppy-like personality filling the voids hansol’s cat-like one left, and vice-versa. sometimes, one had more ability to solve a problem, or could take over certain chores better than the other. that balanced out the moments that could be seen as a burden to their newly developed relationship, especially when it came to a topic that was, funnily enough, mentioned in advance: food.

mingyu discovered that, while hansol, if junhui was correct, would survive on bread and butter or something like that, it didn’t mean one. it didn’t mean he ate little. in fact, hansol was actually more akin to a human vacuum when it came to any edible thing available, which started to get on mingyu’s nerves as he never knew how much he should be cooking.

or for how long he should leave his meal out of his watch.

“hansol!” mingyu exclaimed, about to spit a train of curses. he sighed deeply and gestured in the air, “i was gone for two minutes, how the hell did you manage to vanish with my ramyeon?!”

hansol blinked one, two times, slurping the noodles in the process.

“sorry, hyung.” he didn’t look really sorry as he said that, which made mingyu squint his eyes in disbelief. “you left it unsupervised and i thought you could just make more if you really wanted it…”

“unsupervised? i was taking a phone call!” retorted mingyu, forcing his roommate to stop for an instant to think about another reply.

“well, it’d be cold when you got back…”

mingyu exhaled in defeat.

“alright. i’ll just make some more.”

in the middle of bringing more ramen to his lips, hansol stopped, eyes attentive:

“how much more?”

mingyu frowned. “haven’t you eaten your share already?”

“hmm, still hungry.” hansol rubbed his stomach unpretentiously, the loose t-shirt he wore hiding the slight roundness that was already settling on his lower belly.

mingyu gave himself a moment to consider, pondering if the boy was being too greedy or was indeed hungry still.

since he didn’t wanna risk being a prick and had to make a new portion anyway, he decided that adding a bit more wouldn’t hurt.

“ok.”

***

it kept happening. hansol’s never-ending appetite, mingyu’s ever-disposition to feed him. as the time passed, they became more comfortable around each other, their day to day dynamic much better than the beginning weeks of living together. chores were shared, personal space was respected, habits were learned. they functioned like proper roommates nowadays.

one particular thursday, mingyu entered the apartment with two plastic bags hanging from his hand, a paper one under his arm.

“brought takeout. too tired to cook for you today,” he informed, putting them on the dining room table.

hansol’s eyes glistened, a strange and curious feeling shining from them. mingyu was a bit confused, until he realized, “for us. i meant for us,” he corrected himself as he took the containers from the bags.

hansol, however, didn’t seem too affected by it. his hyung had said what he said.

“ah, mingyu hyung,” he purred in the sweetest voice possible as he opened the boxes. “you’re the best, you know?”

mingyu simply smiled, feeling a warm blush creep up his cheeks.

***

considering the basic maths of hansol constantly on the hunt for food, meanwhile mingyu made sure there was plenty available, even when he couldn’t cook himself, in three months there were surely some visible changes, precisely on hansol’s wardrobe and waistline. the loose shirts, shorts and pants weren’t so loose anymore, hugging tighter wherever his new weight settled: his soft, chubby (and adorable, mingyu thought every time a shirt rode up to reveal skin) belly, his squishy cheeks and arms, his supple thighs. no body part escaped from the routine of being pampered by his roommate.

and said roommate… well, mingyu got overwhelmed at first in the face of this new “obligation” he ended up taking responsibility for. from the first month, though, he started seeing as another part of his day, another duty as natural was brushing his teeth in the morning. plus, he did enjoy how much hansol seemed to like his food, as well as he sensed some weird kind of pride in watching him always getting full from it.

(did he dig too deep to understand that? no. would he be confronted with it anyway? sooner than he thought).

that happened when he came home to a sight he didn’t ever dream of, but it certainly seemed to have come out of one.

hansol was sprawled on the sofa, legs opened and body slouched, two hands over his shirtless torso, more exactly running over his distended stomach, which was obviously filled to its maximum.

his sweats no longer needed to have its strings tied, stretched under the curve his belly already made over his lap.

mingyu felt his face heat up. it’d be less embarrassing to have caught him naked, to be honest.

“h-hansol?”

the reply came first as a hiccup.

“yeah?”

mingyu walked with caution into the room, as if one wrong step would make him wake up from that weird dream.

“what did you… what did you do?” he asked, tone not a reprimand, but pure curiosity and… desire? he felt his head spin.

hansol breathed in and out, pressing his fingers on a few tight spots. he seemed to be concentrating on his mission in order to not appear affected by mingyu’s presence. “ate the lasagna you left in the oven… you cooked that for dinner, right?”

“hansol, that was supposed to be our dinner for three days,” mingyu pointed out, his expression communicating the shock that buzzed through his body. he got closer, eager to see hansol better. to touch him. “i thought you’d eat like half of it and leave the rest for the other nights!”

“oh…” hansol’s face was bright red, as red as the tomato sauce around his lips.

before mingyu could stop himself, he asked, “jesus, how did you fit all of that inside?”

another hiccup slipped from hansol’s mouth. this time, mingyu was able to witness how much it made the rolls on his hips and waist jiggle.

“p-practice?” he stuttered, now aware of the interest in the older man’s eyes. he decided to give his inner considerations a shot, “i’m no lightweight, hyung. never have been. dunno why you didn’t seem to believe that.”

mingyu’s eyebrows almost met in confusion.

“what? what do you mean believe?”

hansol made his best to sit straight, the weight of the food a ridiculous obstacle. he felt like he needed fo defend himself, “well, you kept increasing the portion sizes, and bringing more food! it’s like you wanted me to eat!”

mingyu was moving his arms in the air, frantically.

“hansol, what the fuck? i kept making and bringing more food because how else could i keep up with your appetite?!”

“oh.” with his arms behind his back, belly looking even bigger and making mingyu dizzy, hansol looked part cute and part sinful, the puzzled face turning into one of shame. mingyu wanted to bite him. “so it wasn’t like… a challenge or something?”

“what? no! why would i challenge you?”

“i don’t… i don’t know. you seemed happy when i ate. especially when it was something you made, but i figured it was the same when you brought it, too. so i kept trying my best to enjoy,” he justified, speech speed forcing him to stop to breathe. “i mean, clearly that had some consequences, but…” he gestured to his belly, shifting in place to accommodate himself better. it was the first time his gain was being openly acknowledged.

when hansol decided to finally meet mingyu’s eyes, he hiccuped one last time in surprise. no negative emotion laid there. quite the opposite.

“you’re ridiculous,” mingyu sputtered, taking a step closer so they almost touched.

hansol smiled, mischievously.

“hmm, am i?” he laid back again, rubbing his tummy like he was inviting, daring mingyu. “you kept making sure i was stuffed, so i don’t think you’re so innocent.”

“i wasn’t– shut up!” mingyu lost his composure, dropping his knees on the couch and pushing hansol’s arm. “you’re the one who can barely move right now, i wouldn’t be so big-mouthed about this.”

hansol whined.

“hyung.” he grabbed mingyu’s hand, guiding it to his abdomen. “you need to take responsibility for what you’ve done.”

mingyu sighed. big sigh. why fight it?

“you little fucker,” he cursed, grip tigheting on the softness of hansol’s lower belly. “you’re a spoiled brat, that’s what you are.”

“hmm?” hansol hummed, his palm onto mingyu’s knuckles in the intention of guiding his movements.

although mingyu accepted it, he also sat properly, pulled hansol closer to cuddle him and joined with his previous free hand, pinching side rolls just to see hansol yelping.

“keep still. tell me if it hurts,” he ordered, a pang on both his heart and between his legs as hansol sighed, satisfied.

at a certain moment, mingyu had to pinch himself to just to make sure that wasn’t a strange hallucination, especially when hansol’s whines became more of pleasure than of protest. he kept rubbing the space until it was almost completely soft, drinking hansol’s little noises like they were a heavenly beverage.

after a suave nibble on his neck, mingyu inquired, “do you still have room for dessert?”