#my aunt is a bitch sometimes

[imheretoreadafic]

Something i didn't expect when I joined the Batman and Batfamily fandom was for my algorithms to be like, "Oh, so you have parental trauma, right?" No.. No, I just like Batman’s funny little ears and the gay-ass villains.

[rainbowgothdisaster]

just to make you guys appreciate tumblr more, facebook has one maybe two posts by your friends and then its just ads and sponsored. im not kidding. there is nothing after that. dead ass. you can have a repost by your bestie and then maybe someone's baby or date pics if youre lucky and then its just infinite capitalism.

[hellfireeddiemunson]

love when i finally get to sit on my porch and enjoy my time outside alone someone ALWAYS has to interrupt …..GET OUTTA HERE!!!!

[slutoru1207]

Invincible!Dad x pregnant reader (Bonus scene 2)

Uncle William, Aunt Amber and reader having a sleepover

You, William, and Amber were deep into a “self-care night,” sprawled across her couch in face masks, fuzzy socks, and oversized t-shirts. A half-empty bottle of rosé sat on the coffee table, and the mood? Immaculate.

Amber stretched, taking another sip from her glass. “Okay. Let’s get real.”

William perked up. “Oh? Are we talking shit?”

Amber smirked. “Better. We’re talking sex.”

You nearly choked on your tea. “Oh, we’re just jumping right in, huh?”

Amber shot you a look. “Girl, please. You’re literally pregnant. The time for being shy is long gone.”

William snorted, grabbing a pillow to hug. “She’s got a point, bestie.”

You sighed dramatically. “Fine. But if we’re doing this, I need details.” You wiggled your fingers. “Spill the freaky tea.”

Amber grinned. “Gladly.” She leaned in. “So, I was hooking up with this guy last week, and when I tell you—this man had me on my toes.”

William gasped. “Not the toes.”

Amber nodded, sipping her wine. “Like, I thought I’d seen it all, right? But this dude? Straight-up folded me like a pretzel.”

You cackled. “AMBER—”

William grabbed her arm. “Wait, wait, wait. Describe it.”

Amber smirked. “Let’s just say—ankles over my head, hands pinned, and I saw God.”

You screamed.

William threw his pillow across the room. “BITCH.”

Amber tossed her hair. “What can I say? Man knew what he was doing.”

You fanned yourself. “Okay, well, damn. Now I feel like my stories are boring.”

Amber scoffed. “Oh, hell no. You have Viltrumite dick. Spill. Now.”

William nodded aggressively. “Yes. Bestie. We need to discuss the logistics of being railed by someone with superhuman stamina.”

You took a deep breath. “Alright. Buckle the fuck up.”

Amber and William gasped in unison.

“So,” you continued, setting your glass down. “First off? Man has zero idea how strong he actually is.”

William covered his mouth. “I knew it.”

You nodded. “Like, we’ll be going at it, and sometimes he’ll grip my thighs too tight and boom—bruises.”

Amber nearly choked. “Girl.”

William grabbed your arm. “Does he at least feel bad afterward?”

“Oh, so bad.” You giggled. “Like, full-on puppy dog eyes, ‘Babe, I didn’t mean to hurt you’—and I eat that shit up.”

Amber smirked. “You love it, don’t you?”

You shrugged innocently. “I mean, listen—when a man can pick you up like it’s nothing and hold you against a wall for a whole twenty minutes?” You exhaled dramatically. “It does something to you.”

William screamed.

Amber threw a pillow at you. “BITCH, YOU’RE LIVING MY DREAM.”

William flopped onto the couch. “I knew Mark was secretly a freak. I just knew it.”

You sipped your tea smugly. “Oh, you don’t even know the half of it.”

Amber and William leaned in instantly.

“Oh, you have to tell us now,” Amber insisted.

You grinned, twirling a strand of hair around your finger. “Let’s just say… sometimes, when he gets too into it, he starts hovering.”

Amber’s eyes widened. “NO. HE. DOESN’T.”

William slapped the couch. “I KNEW IT.”

You nodded. “Deadass. One second we’re on the bed, next thing I know? We’re floating.”

Amber wheezed. “MA’AM—”

William was losing it. “HOW DO YOU EVEN RECOVER FROM THAT??”

You giggled. “Well, I didn’t freak out, but Mark? This man panicked. He dropped us so fast, we damn near broke the bed frame.”

Amber died. William was crying.

“I hate you,” Amber wheezed.

William wiped fake tears. “This is the best conversation I’ve ever had.”

Amber sniffed dramatically. “Okay, but wildest place?”

You tapped your chin. “Hmm… rooftop of a random-ass building in the city?”

Amber’s jaw dropped.

William threw his pillow across the room. “I— I’m speechless.”

Amber clutched her chest. “You’re thriving.”

You flipped your hair. “Thank you.”

Amber sighed dreamily. “Okay. Now I need to get me a superhero.”

William nodded solemnly. “Girl, same.”

The three of you clinked glasses, your laughter filling the room.

And honestly? This was exactly the kind of chaos you needed.

[tab00-1nc351]

Now that your father left dear mommy is all yours now son now come show mommy how much you love her

It’s fun to have a sexy slutty mother like mine, but how to manage a horny lady who needs a dick in her wet pussy all day. The day she caught me fucking my aunt (dad’s sister), I became her fuck toy. My bitch mom is such a slut that she won’t mind riding my young dick in front of dad. I must say this lady can speak so much of filth and dirty, she just loves to abuse by dad with all type of filth for having a small dick. Now it’s fun when my dad retaliates sometimes by saying dirty stuff like how her father fucked her horny young pussy for sucking her little brother’s cock. I get to hear stuff that are real intense when they fight, my dad was in shock for few days when my mom spitted it out while fighting, “I guess you just a copy of your father, I am sure he can’t fuck your mom just like you…you will be glad to know that my dad fucked your mom’s unused pussy too, you must have noticed the change in her after my dad penetrated you mom’ pussy with his long charming dick.”

[comic-book-jawns]

Ripples

“Aunt Lena!”

Alex would be the first to admit that she could have reacted poorly to her 12-year-old daughter asking if her godmother could chaperone the sixth grade field trip to the Smithsonian’s first West Coast expansion — the Museum of Magic, which she had already visited with Lena the day it opened — when Alex had gone to sign the permission slip.

And that she probably would have if her wife hadn’t preemptively swooped in, telling Esme — but really Alex — that of course she could ask whoever she wanted.

Alex had snorted to herself at the idea of Esme needing to ask. But fortunately, the preteen had already been slipping off the kitchen stool and whipping out her phone with a giddy “thanks,” so Alex had needed only to contend with Kelly’s sympathetic disappointment.

Now, two months later, the former director of the Deparment of Extranormal Operations, literally stopped in her tracks at the sight of a horde of middle schoolers, maybe half the class, beaming and cheering in unison at 6 a.m.

At least a dozen even rushed at the former CEO, taking turns giving her quick hugs, which Lena accepted with a small, but exceedingly warm, smile and faint blush.

“Ms. Smith, I think it’s time we got on the bus. Now that our guest of honor has arrived?”

Kelsey Rudd.

Despite Kelly’s cautionings, back when Esme was starting kindergarten, about not rushing to judge other parents… Alex’s rushed judgment had been correct.

Kelsey Rudd was a stuck-up bitch.

So far Alex had held her tongue, though, because Gianna Rudd had been Esme’s best friend since kindergarten. Naturally, Alex had laughed at the irony for years. Until Kelly had asked her to consider that Gianna, who was truly a very sweet girl, might not be so close to Esme solely because of Esme.

Alex had assumed her wife meant that Gianna appreciated the opportunity that playdates or hang-outs, as she was now supposed to call them, afforded her to not spend as much time at home — which she had not, to her shame, considered.

Watching Gianna meekly shuffle out of Lena’s embrace, however — as Lena tensed and stepped back simultaneously — Alex felt even more humbled.

And next thing she knew she was ruining her day.

“Hey, Ms. Smith. Need any more chaperones?”

“Actually, yeah! A couple just called out, so that would be amazing.”

Alex couldn’t tell if the clipboard-clad twenty-something was more relieved at the extra help or the excuse to step away from Kelsey… who promptly slung her arm around Alex like they were old sorority sisters.

“Any chance you got a flask in that jacket?”

——

After they stepped off the bus 12 hours later, and Kelsey offered her a parting air cheek kiss and promise to catch up again soon, Alex swore her ears were still ringing.

She knew that it had been worth it, though.

Even before she’d ushered Kelsey into a seat at the front of the bus this morning and glanced at the back to find Esme already watching her with a grateful smile.

Even before Esme and Lena finally said their goodbyes to the fan club and made it over to where she was waiting by the car and her daughter hugged her extra tight before sliding into the backseat.

“How’s the headache?”

Alex could haven’t stifled the bark of laughter if she’d tried at her sister-in-law’s dry greeting. With how sappy Lena got around Kara, Alex sometimes forgot how similar she and Lena actually were.

“I’ll live. I feel like I should be asking you, though. I had one adult talking my ear off. Not 20 tweens.”

Up close, the younger woman’s blush was quite prominent as she chuckled… or tried to.

“Lena?”

Alex stepped closer on instinct, lightly gripping her elbows, as she knew Lena found grounding.

“Thank you, Alex.”

Alex was already shaking her head, her gut twisting guilty, but apparently Lena wasn’t finished.

“I don’t know if it’s just the hormones talking, but I - I think this was one of the best days of my life.”

Alex had never stood in the way of Esme spending time with her godmother. Obviously.

Though she also, obviously, couldn’t have said before today that she realized the impact giving her blessing for Lena to volunteer at Esme’s school and occasionally asking if Lena was available to supervise Esme’s playdates over the years had had.

On her daughter’s classmates, let alone on her sister-in-law.

“Imagine if they knew you were a witch. They wouldn’t have given a shit about the museum.”

Lena laughed brightly, the way usually only Kara could make her, and Alex felt a hint of pride… until her brain stalled out.

“Wait, hormones?”

Lena slowly smiled, as widely as a wobbly chin would allow, and Alex immediately felt tears spring to her own eyes.

“Kara doesn’t know yet. I wanted to tell you first since you’re the one who made it possi—”

“I call godmother!”

As Alex flung her arms around Lena, she was perfectly positioned to watch Esme accidentally, and quite forcefully, fling her phone against the car window.

[skysole]

Things from the miscast for people who couldn't see it

We have a guy (Korey?) in a shirt that says “I‘m The Tire Guy” in an inflatable tire

Emma’s dress is so cute??? With the converse and jean jacket, it’s so awesome

HER VOICE???

The notebook says “Sky 4 Cherry” in bubble letters

Jordan Chin as Darry!!! In a pink hat!!!

Aramie as Soda!

Josh Strobl as Two!

Hailey as Steve!!!

JPC for Ace!!

Tilly as Johnny!

Anna as Dally 😭

Emma accidentally said “he hasn’t been the since since” during 1967

They all sang “we don’t have it” after “we don’t have a lot” and Emma laughed

Guys Hailey is so gorgeous what

The song finished and Emma goes “oh hey, didn’t even see you there, that’s crazy” I love her

“How many of you have seen the show? At least ten, good. Who wants to give my speech for me? No? Dang, I wanted a competition” EMMA??

Emma said “thank yew” like Ariana Grande

“Fried chicken dinners” “YUM” Emma that was so aggressive?

Hailey walked over and Emma paused the song to SCREAM “STEEEEEVEEEE” so loud oml

Anna forgot the lyrics and goes “G is for getting… not giving a shit”

Josh did Daryl’s little dance during Soda’s part of GGAH

JPC was laughing during his “you wish” because Aramie laughed saying “eye”

JPC doing a little dancey dance in the background while Josh sings his part

Emma is so sassy? Like, Jordan goes “Ponyboy” and this girl is like “wHAT” and she’s rolling her eyes while Darry sings

“You’re gonna crash and burn” and Emma pulled that “bUT MOOOOMMMMM” pose

JPC is doing a little dancey dance throughout the entire song after Josh’s part

At the end Jordan goes “you know, sometimes you do throw in the towel” and then walks offstage

She said she threatened to quit if Matt didn’t play piano 😭

COLE PLAYED DARRY DURING RITF

It’s so funny to me when they mess up the lyrics because they just roll with it

SKY FOR CHERRY TIME

Okay guys Sky SLAYS like he looks hot

JASON FOR BEV

BRENT AS MARCIA

MELODY AS BOB

Brent is so cunty omg he’s so sassy during FATD

Emma offstage yelling “OH OH OH OH OH OH” while Josh dances

Brent acts like a drunk aunt and I am HERE for it

Sky mouthed “bitch” at the end of FATD

Brent is vibing on his phone while Emma yaps

Brent grabbed Anna’s script and they had to switch lol

Sky is so sassy guys words can’t describe how sassily he and Brent are in this scene

Brent gave Anna the dirtiest side eye when she said “sonnets”

“Genre 💅”

“She’s NOT interested” “let her speek fer herselffff”

“mInDiNg HeR bUsInEsS” - Anna

Brent burped into the mic

Brent burped into the mic again but louder this time and Sky gave him a side eye

“It’s soft ain’t it” “yes” “you got it at that department store” “yes” Sky likes his sweater gang

*awkward pause* “get lost hood”

Brent said “Jesus Christ its so long” really annoyed when Anna kept talking

The coke is paper and after he throws it on Anna Sky went “BITCH”

Brent’s “are you two gonna start in on us now” sounded mildly threatening

“Why are you boys hanging around with trash like… ~Dallas Winston~ 🫦”

“Didn’t he just get out of prison” *offended Sky noise* “EUGH”

“You can protect us” was said so cuntily like he had plans on jumping their bones and made Emma do a double take while Tilly danced with her tongue out

“Youre sherri valance ain’t it” was so awestruck

“Everyone calls me ‘black cherry’ and this… is marcia” (said as Marrr-cee-ah because he did a French accent)

Brent’s slutty “hello” in a deep voice

“What’s your name little boy?”  “who me?” “YEAH 😡 YOU 👹”

Brent leaned in so we could hear him slurping his drink

*awkward pause* “page turn” - Sky

“Oh shit” - Brent who forgot he still had lines

“Outlaws” says Tilly while showing her abs

“Johnny Cade” was said so scarily by Sky omg

“How old are you two 👹” BRENT YOU SOUND LIKE A KIDNAPPER BACK UP SIR

“I’ll be fifteen really soon… mmmm like next julyyyy”

Brent gasping all scandalized “don’t do that” and Sky “i have TOOOOO”

Emma whinneyed before the knees in the armpits line

“Uhm page turn” “thank you page turn”

“What happened to your friend… yonnie, was it?” “its actually Johnny but i like the way you say it better”

*Emma talking about Johnny being jumped* 

Sky: /scandalized gasp/ 

*emma continues*

Sky: mmmm

“Not all those guys are bad” 

Emma: lowers script “be so for real” 

Sky: grins “Okayyy they’re kinda bad” giggles

“Johnny’s not like that” left Sky looking taken aback before he said “oKAY”

“DAMNNN thats what happened to your face?” “well yassss”

“I bet you socs think we have it- I bet you think-” “so close, no, 100 percent” 

“pOnYbOy”

“We have troubles” *scandalized gasp from Emma*

Emma: “Look at that sky” *points*

Sky: *looks at her confused* “what? oh OH!” *realizes she meant the sunset* “what about it?”

Emma, sadly: “she ain’t around no more”

Sky, sassily: “did she rUn OfF”

Emma, offended: “she didn’t RUN OFF she DIED”

Sky: scandalized gasp

Emma: and my dad died too actually now that you BRING IT UP”

Sky: another scandalized gasp

Emma: explaining how they died

Sky: GODDAMN that was yourrr familay?

Emma: yeaaahhh…. Yeeaaahhh devastatingggg

“Uh, Ponyboy… that… wasn’t your fault” Sky you don’t sound too convinced rn why did you make that face

“You weren’t driving that train… were you?” “they can’t prove that”

“You’ve read Great Expectations?” “Im reading it now… IF YOU WANT TO KNOW THE TRUTH” like damn girl you took that personally 😭

Sky hiding behind Emma because he burst out laughing at her offended statement

Emma looked at the audience and said “We get paid for this in real life” and that made Sky laugh harder

“MMHMMM” Sky sounded constipated

“🎵 I was under the impression- 🎵 ORIGINAL KEY” “thank you”

Midway through the song Emma just goes “you look amazing by the way”

“I never talk like this with white people- I mean socs” SKY???

“🎵 I know exactly what you’re saying 🎵” “YOU DO?” “well yeesss”

When he said “you do” Sky pulled back looking so taken aback

“🎵 I’d rather read than fight a rumble 🎵” “damn”

“SING SKY”

Sky dancing like a barbie doll

“Muscles in my stomach and chest and other places” Emma??? Care to elaborate???

Sky looked so disgusted at that 😭

“What was that” GIRL YOU SAID IT YOU TELL US

Emma: finishing her line

Sky: “mansplaining”

“DO YOU BELIEVE ME NOW THAT I AM FOR SKY FOR CHERRY”

JASON SANG HOPELESS WAR

Randy was originally a character but then they put his character arc into Cherry instead!!

Jason did NAWT know the lyrics lmfao

Emma walked off and he was like “are you singing the beginning Emma” and she returned and said “I forgot I’m Pony”

“They really did, they wanted her so dead” JASON??????/

awkward silence before Emma reminds Jason of the words

She slowly crept off stage after lol

“I know dananananananananananana same way too” he did NOT know what to sing 😭

THE CROWD HAD TO REMIND HIM OF THE LYRICS

Jason: sings angelically

Also Jason: “I think that went okay:

EMMA SAID “I bet Randy has a stoner ex girlfriend” before laughing at the crowd and Jaosn just said “probably”

“I was afraid no one was gonna get it” EMMA???? GURL!??? We love Jason ofc we know his music 😭

“I had planned laughter just over there” EMMA

“Where were weee? ….riiight and that’s why we have faans in the audience honay”

BRIE AS DARRY BRIE AS DARRY BRIE AS DARRY BRIE LEFTWICH AS FUCKING DARREL CURTIS BRIE AS DARRY

BRIE CAN SING SO GOOD GUYS AND HER OUTFIT ATE

“Don’t be smart with me Ponyboy” “I WAS AT THE DRIVE IN” GIRL SCREAMED THAT

“I’m The Tire Guy” has returned with a lampshade on his head

“SOME GRUMPY LINE ABOUT BEING A KID” Emma, sweetie, those aren’t the words

“🎵 dragging me down 🎵” “SING”

“Darrel never hit me before 😑” “whoops! 🤷” “GET OUTTA HERE”

Emma was talking about the park and how she needed Tilly and Tilly(?) yelled from offstage “SKY ITS NOT YOU” and Emma laughed and went “ITS NOT YOU SKY YOU’RE CHERRY” and then Sky screamed back “IM CHERRY”

“I’ve run away… because… ouch… That really fuckin’ hurt” awkward laugh

MELODY BOB AGAIN GUYSSS

“WOAH WHAT THE- Bob was are you DOING HERE?” “hey guys, sorry, I’m just on the wrong side of townnnn”

“Our understudy Rio couldn’t make it because he’s in Pirates of Penzance” - Emma

“YOU DESERVE TO DIEEEEE” while the “I’m The Tire Guy” has a pirate face taped onto his face holding an inflatable sword and stabbing Melody

MELODY’S COP OUTFIT IS SO CUNTY I LOVE IT

“WE GOTTA GET OUTTA HERE JOHNNY WHAT THE FUCK” was so aggressive as Emma and Tilly run off stage

Guys I lowkey think Brent was drunk

NONE OF THEM WERE SINGING JFT RIGHT? They all forgot to sing “heard they were from the east side”

Brent started and they joined in

Anna serves tiny lesbian Dallas and I NEED it

Brent’s tiny dance?? 

“Well I got nothin’ for you why don’t get this LA KSBAASAIS line GOT CROSSED” Anna forgetting the words is amazing

Brent walking over to the socs before saying “shit” and returning to Cherry

Guys I can’t explain how much I love Brent in this he’s like so tall and trying to be a supportive bestie but he’s acting so shitfaced

“ 🎵 you never did the things you should 🎵 ORIGINAL KEY 🎵even so I know your heart was good 🎵 NOT ORIGINAL KEY”

Emma offstage just going “right” over and over

“SHAAARRREEERREE” left Hailey, Trevi, Jason, and Davis laughing so hard

Sky making sassy expressions to Brent while Trevi sings

“🎵 what have we done 🎵” DAVIS LOOKED LIKE “WE? SIR THAT WAS ALL YOU” 

SKY’S VOCALS IN JFT

While Sky sings, Brent leaned into the mic to say “that’s right” and Jason went “SHUDDUP” while pointing and Davis lost it

SKY OPT UP IN JTF DURING “out looking for a fight” HE OPTED UP

AFTER HE SAID THAT TREVI WENT “she’s got a point” to Davis

“🎵 Bob was not a jealous man 🎵” “HECK YEAH” SKY?? YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO AGREE

SKY DID HIS CHERRY DANCE THE ONE HE DID ON HALLOWEEN

Hailey had to remind Jason to go grab Brent

Brent and Jason are literally brothers guys they’re dramatically singing

Sky and Trevi ran off stage???

Trevi is in the crowd yelling about the war

Hailey’s vocals are eating

New crush unlocked: Hailey Hyde

“Yeah” Jason says all gangsta while leaving stage

DAMD

EMMA’S VOCALSSSS

“Pony that’s fucking crazy” “no it’s like, lowkey, like I curse everyone I fuckin’ know” “well that’s true but it’s okay” TILLY????? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO DISAGREE

Emma is looking at Tilly so fondly awww

WOMEN HARMONIZING YESSSSSSS

DAMD PREVIEW VERSION SPOTTED

EMMA!PONY AND TILLY!JOHNNY KISS AT THE END OF DAMD JOHNNYBOY CONFIRMED

“What was that” awkward laugh EMMA YOU TELL US YOU CAN’T “KISS” TILLY AND MOVE ON

“thank you women” REAL EMMA REAL

HAILEY ANNA AND PONY DOING TITT

EMMA!DARRY AND HAILEY!SODA WITH ANNA!PONY

IN LOVE WITH HAILEY’S VOICE

when you lwk know the words better than the actual actors:

WOMEN HARMONIZING

“I GOT THE LAST HARMONY LINE” YAY ANNA

“We may be professionals but that was the first time we did that all the way right, all the way through” Emma 😭

“I lost where we are [...] welcome to the play I did do this eight times this week”

ARAMIE!SODA LETTER TIME

ARAMIE’S VOICE IS ACTUALLY INSANE

“We are running out of time” he sings while holding up a fucking timer

“Sooooo speaking of time….” awkward laugh

YOU KNOW BRIE’S “the outsiders if” THING SHE DOES ON TIKTOK??? SHE GAVE A SCRIPT OF ONE TO THEM

Emma: “Wow! What a- that was a beautifully sung- I mean written letter by my brother!”

Anna: “Yeah, it was, not gonna lie, though, your brothers are kinda going through it.” (she then had to turn away due to laughing at her delivery)

Emma: “Maybe we should go back…” awkward laugh

Tilly: “That’s so funny, Ponyboy, because I was gonna say we should go back.”

Anna: “But GUYS! All the socs are looking for you. They beat up Two-Bit, remember? What if they do that TO YOU?”

Tilly: “It’s a risk we’re going to have to take, Dally. Besides, you think staying in a church would be any safer? What if it catches on fire?”

Anna: does a cross

Emma: “The stage direction here… ‘The three boys look at the audience knowingly’.”

All three: stare into the audience like fucking Deadpool before Anna loses it

Emma: “That would be really crazy, Johnny. It’s a good thing I’m putting out my cigarette.” drops cigarette, steps on it three times and jumps on it three times - for six solid seconds (yes I counted). “It’s out now. Let’s go back to Tulsaaaa.”

All three: “Yayyyyy…”

Emma: “Back in Tulsa…”

Melody!Cop: “Hey… Are you three the leading roles in the Outsiders musical that was originated by three Tony-nominated actors?”

All three: “Well yaaassss.”

Melody: “Good news! We found out who killed Bob!”

Emma: “Who was it?”

Melody: “It was Rio, the pirate from Pirates of Penzance! Opening April 4th at the Todd Haimes Theatre!”

Emma: “Check it out!”

All four: squealing

Melody: So, you see? You’re free of all crimes held against you.”

The original trio: cheering “YAYYYY!”

Anna: “THE END!”

Emma: “I don’t know about you guys, but I feel so inspired by these last seventy-five minutes. I feel like our adventure would be a really good book.”

Tilly: “Or movie.”

Emma: “Or… musical. YEAH! BIG TONY AWARD WINNING BROADWAY MUSICAL!”

Tilly: “WITH A BROADWAY CARES BENEFIT CONCERRRTTT!”

Emma: “And Soc Saturdayyyyssss!”

Emma and Tilly: “🎵 Dan Berry on a magnet 🎵”

Anna: “And a story that will change the lives of many. A reminder that it’s okay to be different.”

Tilly: “...Yeah…”

WE GOT DAN BERRY ON A MAGNET VOCAL STIM GUYS I LOVE THIS

TULSA 1967 FINALE HERE STARTED WITH THE DALLY LINE

BRENT IS ON HIS KNEES AND HE’S ONLY LIKE TWO INCHES SHORTER THAN ANNA STILL

“I thought and i thought and i thought and I finally began like THIIISSS” while holding up the Sky4Cherry notebook

They’re all on stage singing now and Melody did a hat tip during the part about Bob

“🎵He was just too damn good for growing old 🎵 even though he didn’t die in our story”

“STAY GOOOLLLLDDDD”

JPC literally did that rockstar move with the mic omg

“Thank you” from Jason

Guys Brent missed the bow TWICE first he bowed too early and then they did it in unison and when they straightened he realized and bowed again LMAO

Sky took his wig off 😞

“If you don’t want that we’ll go…we got two shows tomorrow-” “NO STAY FOR US” “what was that” (emma was saying if people donated to BCEF they’d do another song and a fan yelled out)

“We’ll wait” Emma’s voice went so deep

THEY’RE DOING THE JEOPARDY SONG WHILE THEY WAIT

They’re all dancing and Brent is just bobbing his head

“🎵Are you donating or taking a video cause either way we won’t sing a song unless you donate now🎵hey let me see your receipts literally that’s what i’m talking about! We got one right there you want to hear us sing or what let me see the donations let me see it this guy right here is getting a solo come one let me see it 🎵if you’re not interested in another tune 🎵 THERE'S ANOTHER THERES ANOTHER” “🎵we are outta here🎵” (from Tilly) “there’s another, i need a couple more than that boom bow! Okay! That’s like five out of a hundred and fucking fifty people respectfully come on pull out your phones! 🎵theres another and another and another and another let me see some more! I could never do an auction, this is exhausting! Let me see you! What about you guys on the edge there, haven’t seen a phone over there. Saw one in the front, there’s one in the back. And how about- OHHHHH! Somebody on a roll back there! Thank you for your donation yeah yeah there’s another there’s another hey yeah let me some AHHHHH thank you alright you know what I want five more phones in the air that haven’t put their fucking phones up yet don’t lie to me there’s one boom boom there’s two there’s three there’s four there’s five YEEEAHHHH OOOOOOOHHHHH okay feel free to keep donating and stop and ooooh 🎵period.” (This entire thing was so chaotic I had to type it out for you to understand she fucking sang this entire part while the cast danced)

THE FOUR PONYBOYS ARE ON STAGE NOW

SINCE WHEN WAS JPC A PONYBOY

“Y’all walking out, don’t go the bar, come right back” was said in a country accent

awkward laugh “what was that” EMMA WHAT?

“This is for the twelve people that donated… out of a hundred and fifty of you”

“And everyone online? Question mark?” I am Trevi, Trevi is me

They waved to everyone watching online and said hi to their moms 🥹

Emma: “Shoutout to my friend Jill, she’s making a baby”

The guys: “woooahhh”

JPC: “making- MAKING IT?”

Josh: “during our livestream?”

Trevi: “she’s conceiving it?”

Emma: “yeah! She’s creatin- yeah! yeah, be so for real!

Josh: “DURING THE LIVESTREAM 😀😨”

Emma: “a cast full of boys, girls… it’s exhausting”

Josh: “I was like ‘yooo’”

Emma: “I gotta go, you know what, forget it we’re outta here, let’s go”

Fan: “NOOO”

Emma: “what was that”

JPC held his hands up like he was innocent while Emma complained 😭

When she went to leave JPC grabbed her shoulder and Josh was literally losing it laughing at her antics

GREAT EXPECTATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

They’re taking turns with the lines!! Trevi then Josh then JPC then Emma

UNISON FOR THE CHORUS

THEY FORGOT THE LYRICS

All four: “...mmnnn maybe this covers-” 

Trevi: “AM I THE ONE” 

Josh and JPC, deeply: “in controllll” 

Emma: “I don’t even play the part, I have an excuse”

Trevi: “me neither, damn” SIR??

I love them so much omg

Emma harmonized and JPC just went 👌

“That under the cover- let’s do it together” “that under the-” “there’s moorrreee” THEY SANG AT THE SAME TIME LMFAO

JPC LAUGHED BEFORE HE FINISHED THE NOTE

“Can you tell we rehearsed that?” emma are you sure you rehearsed any of this

OutsiderIn1983 posted the entire thing on YouTube guys, go check it out! It was amazing, chaotic, beautiful! The vocals ate

There is a chance I put the wrong names, I tried to be accurate but I might have mistaken some of them for others :(

[villifx]

it seemed a lot of people liked the brother-in-law merle headcanons and a couple of people like the idea of uncle merle, so... let's talk about how you and daryl make merle an uncle :)

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• you get pregnant not long after the group settles in alexandria

• merle keeps his distance from you while you're pregnant

• your hormones are all over the place, you go from laughing to crying at the drop of a dime, and any time he opens his mouth around you, he's always saying the wrong thing

• daryl has to play mediator so that you don't kill him, even though sometimes daryl considers doing it himself

• like when merle mentioned how big you were getting during your second trimester... *sigh*

• you cried

• daryl snapped

• it was... not a good day

• so he stays away for the most part, asking daryl when he wants to know how you're doing. he occasionally brings you some snacks that he must have stolen from the pantry, but you're always too hungry to care about how he got them

• first time merle actually calls you his sister out loud is after you've given birth and he holds his niece for the first time

• "atta girl, baby sister. you did real good."

• he is BEAMIIIINNGGG

• his eyes are just a little wet because the air is dry, that's all...

• he had wanted a nephew so bad, but the second he sees her, his heart grows three times it's size

• he was convinced that dixons could only make boys, but here he is holding a little dixon girl, daryl's babygirl, and she's the most precious thing he's ever seen

• constant jokes about needing a paternity test

• "i'm just saying, that nose is lookin' more like mine than yours, maybe your girl slipped into the wrong bed one night-" "shut the hell up, merle"

• merle always gives you a little wink to show he's just being an ass and not actually accusing you of such a thing

• which daryl knows. it doesn't annoy him any less, though

• never allowed to babysit EVERRRR. if your daughter isn't with aunt carol or aunt maggie, then she's at the grimes house. merle always has choice words about it

• okay, well... he babysits a couple times. and your daughter was returned back each time covered in dirt. one time merle carries her up to the door with wet pant legs pulled up to her knees and bits of leaves still strewn in her hair

• "oh... you had a fun time with uncle merle, huh?" "damn right she did, mamas. taught 'er how to catch frogs. babydoll, tell yer mama what a frog says!" "bib-bit!" "she's learnin'."

• saying the name merle is too complicated for your daughter's limited articulation, so she just calls him 'unca' while she's learning to talk.

• when your daughter DOES start to articulate...

• "son of a bitch!" "bitch!" "ha! that was good! wait- nah, nah, don't say that- aw, shit..." "shit!" "no!"

• he refuses to own up to it

• "merle! why's my daughter cursin' like a fuckin' sailor?" "well, darleena, sounds to me like she's gettin' it from you!"

• he's the favorite uncle (after aaron - your daughter adores aaron)

• rick's lowkey offended by it and tries to subtly bribe your daughter into saying she likes him more

• "uncle dick!"

• ...

• "... are you kiddin' me?" "don't know where she learned that from. must be a good judge'a character."

little bonus that doesn't have to do with uncle merle: it's really up to you, but i like to think that you and daryl would have agreed to name your daughter beth 🥺 you would have suggested the name, knowing that part of daryl never really healed after her death, and he would freeze. forgets how to breathe for a second as the memories wash over him. and then he would blink really fast as he feels his eyes start to water and he'd give you that soft little nod he does when he's trying not to cry. PLEASE- 😭

[rinky-dinky-dink]

Foaming at the MOUTH. I’m honestly so pleased at finding more Sugarplum fans. He was done so dirty in 2017 😔

Any personal headcanons you can share?

Fuckin vibrating with excitement you do not understand how happy this ask makes me. Okay okay okay-

Sugarplum my beloved. (Some doodles featuring @peach-flavored-cyanide's Lilac (they are buddies).

Headcanons below the cut

The wine aunt, through and through. Always has the latest gossip, always gives S tier advice

Escaped his universe (which he canonically hates) and went to the OT (my version joins up with the Stars as their team healer). The original UL was never finished, thus his universe's script was incomplete and it just kind of. Collapsed in on itself.

Spent a good bit of time after escaping his universe trying to be a "normal" Sans, because he had zero sense of self. With the help of actually supportive friends he started being able to separate himself from his universe and take pride in his identity as Sugarplum, and not "Underlust Sans"

He's still a physically affectionate guy, he still likes to dress nice, but those are aspects he's embraced as part of himself, not his trauma (which I will get to-). It's all on his terms now.

This bitch needed so much therapy, both mental and physical/magical because the injections back in his home universe gave him the monster equivalent of a chronic hormone imbalance. Running after the other Stars and hanging out with others like Dance helps immensely

Sometimes he still gets flare ups (starts running a really high fever for a couple hours, feels like complete garbage) because his soul is all kinds of fucked up, and his friends either give him the space he needs for the day, or they show up with snacks and they all binge Drag Race together

He hasn't explicitly told anyone what happened back in his universe, he refuses to say (although some people can make pretty solid guesses), and is entirely content living in the OT as his own fabulous person with actual friends who care about him, and not a stereotype based around the trauma his universe forced on him

This man is not a perverted menace he is an abuse survivor (abuse carried out by his government) and I will fight anyone who demonizes him for what he had to do to survive.

UL is a horror premise in its own right, but because it's not the gorey, bloody kind of horror like Horrortale or Dusttale, Sugarplum's trauma gets brushed under the rug as something that was somehow his fault, or something he was happy with.

This devolved into less headcanons and more rambling. Whoopsie. Anyways gimme yours.

[thisiswhereikeepdcthings]

Gothamites watch a zombie movie and just laugh.

The dead rising to walk the earth? Yeah, that just happens sometimes. Aunt Clara got her head blown up five years ago and a month after crawled out of the grave complaining about not killing the sonnova bitch back.

The zombies are shambling corpses that can't feel pain or be stopped at anything less than a headshot and they want to eat human flesh? Those are in the sewers, it's just that Killer Croc normally keeps their population in check. When he's behaving himself Arkham lets him hunt on Thursdays.

The zombies are shrieking hordes that can run at top speeds for hours and infect with a single bite? Pfft, at least they're not Manbats. Those bastards fly.

Gothamites see Red Hood bringing up his death that one time and just rolling their eyes. You're not special, my guy. Join the club. They have biweekly meetings at the library and gluten-free cookies.

I love the idea of zombies being common in Gotham but it’s pretty much a non-issue compared to everything else that’s going on. Even better if most people outside Gotham don’t know about the zombies and completely freak out when they find out. They’d just get a judgmental side eye from the Gothamites who are wondering what their problem is. Some new villain attempts to start a zombie apocalypse in Gotham and it doesn’t even end up making the evening news because like yeah, it’s Thursday. Shit happens.

[zithergiltscorner]

Why am i allowed to be happy if i'm not perfect?

i've got TWO girlfriends now mwueheheh

I HAVE A PRONOUNS PAGE. RIGHT HERE. I'M PROUD OF IT PLS CHECK IT OUT.

this blog swears and sometimes talks politics or mental illness stuff!! If you feel uncomfy by that, i'm so sorry, i would've liked to get to know you.

Hello dearest niblings!!

Me;

Names: Zith, Zeth, Ziggy, Zelda, ZigZag, Ellie and KIRBY

Pronouns and/or gender:

uh.... this used to be very complicated but i think i figured it out

she/her

May have a second personality, who gets text like this;

Wazzup bitches

He goes by he/him and uh... we don't get along

Orientation:

Srs: Panromantic bisexual thanks for asking!

Silly: GAE!! MEN BARK BARK and WOMEN MAKE ME GO BRRR-

So, uhm, yeah.

HASHTAGS

Me casually doing shit

#Ziggy yaps - jus' me speaking. Goes for most my posts. #Ellie Insane - The slightly more... unhinged yaps #Ziggy rbs - me reblogging shit #Ziggy sad - me being depressed #ZigZchool - pretty self-explanatory. Mi school.

Slightly more gimmick-y shit

#ZigZag musicmood - When the yapping is about the best thing in the universe [ music ] #Ziggy the qoute collector - qoutes i've collected #frankiefitcheck - when a moot of mine posts a fit check, i'll do a list of cool things in the photo. These mostly go for @frankiefridayyy, hence the name.

Interactions with mah mootsies

#pikkpia - Interactions w/ @ladyloss-blog, my canonical mom and comfort person #a wild bea appeared - interactions w/ @honee-bea, prolly won't be many with these, she very busy woman #aussie moot - interactions w/ @chaos-gremlin, my little arsonist #toaster rat cronicles - interactions w/ @the-toaster-rat, my friendly neighborhood cult leader #rae yay - interactions w/ @raeprise, one o' mah first moots #blizzie the wifey - interactions w/ @blizzardtheartisticfox, my canonical wife #Shen the father - interactions w/ @stuck-in-a-forest, my canonical father #A wild bea's malewife - Interactions w/ @t0by-h, my very nice canonical uncle. Also the master of baiting. #skeleton prizon - interactions w/ @thelovelyvie, i see 'em as an aunt now. Mom's mortal enemy. #dearest creechur in creachun - interactions w/ @l3sb14nc4t, my daughter. The name's a reference to the poem, and how all my children are "dearest, dearie, dear". #ze great zage - interactions w/ @sage-way, kitty person #Lexi my beloved <3 - interactions w/ @locothewolf mwuah

Other ppls tags for interacting wit me

#mother posting >:] - @ladyloss-blog's tag for interacting with me #ziggy the silly - @the-toaster-rat's tag for interacting with me #my zigzag child - @stuck-in-a-forest's tag for interacting with me #zig zag - @raeprise's tag for interacting with me #the smol - i believe @thelovelyvie's tag for me #mona momma - @l3sb14nc4t's tag for me #ziggyposting - @digi-tor's tag for miiii #Zither my beloved <3 - @locothewolf's tag for me

EVEN THOUGH I MIGHT MAKE CRUDE JOKES, I AM A MINOR.

My stats!

weight: 56.2 kg's / 123 pounds

height: 5'10 / 178 cm

waist measure: 64 cm / 25 inches

and that's the image maximum

~ auntie Ziggy <3

[xcherryerim]

Roommates Conflict

Mike Schmidt x afab fem!reader

word count: 3919.

warning: NSFW 18+, sexual tension, roommates to ???, stuck fetishism (the reader is stuck on the couch), consensual sex, porn with a plot, SoftDom Mike (little hints of submissiveness tho), pet names (princess, and baby), no use of y/n, in the middle of sex apology / love confession, a bit of fingering.

This is my first time writing smut so please let me know how it was so I can improve. If there are spelling mistakes, I'm sorry. My first language is Spanish.

summary: After fighting with your roommate for a month, you decide to discuss your issues with Mike but, your plans don't go accordingly, and then...Mike finds you stuck on the couch.

credits: @/kithsune for the separator

Mike has been your roommate for seven months now. At first, you thought sharing an apartment with a grown man and his little sister was about to be hell. Surprisingly, everything worked out. Mike was responsible and clean, and his sister was easy to care for. When you finally thought Mike was the best roommate imaginable, things quickly shifted.

You’re not sure if it is the long hours Mike must work or his lack of sleep making him grumpier and prone to irritation, but for the past month, the routine has been this: When you wake up after Abby is off to school and it’s just the two of you, Mike snaps, scolding you for forgetting to clean a few dishes, not finishing drying your laundry, not taking the trash out the week you were supposed to, etc.

You barely opened your eyes, and he was already being a bitch. Then, around 6 a.m., you waited for him to get home after his shift and pointed out that he was a hypocrite since he hadn’t done any major chores himself. Sometimes he pretends you aren’t there, he hisses, or he just accepts the truth and does the chores half-assed.

Today, however, you have a break from your usual responsibilities. And luckily, Abby is with her aunt for the day. Abby’s birthday was a few days ago, and Jane forgot. To keep up the façade of being a perfect aunt, she promised to take Abby to Disneyland, aka the fair down the street. How sweet.

You don’t mind, Abby. She is quiet, but a well-mannered kid. However, you wanted alone time with Mike to discuss the heated tension between the two. You decided to clean the apartment and do his chores for the day, like the dishes, sweeping the floor, throwing the trash, and even going grocery shopping so he didn’t have to go tomorrow. You knew he needed a break, too.

You finished the chores ten minutes before Mike would get to the apartment. When you sat on the old, washed-out couch, you felt a pointy object poke your lower back. The item slides down, going to the inside of the couch. A light sigh escapes from your lips as you turn, placing your knees on top of the sofa seat. You let both of your arms inside the couch, trying to find the mysterious gadget. After a few minutes of struggling, you catch it. You can tell it’s Abby’s gaming controller. She lost it a long time ago, so you know she’ll be happy to play on her console once again.

When you try to free your arms, it does nothing. You used your body force to pull away, but there was no use. You were stuck. You still insisted on doing anything to let you escape this embarrassment, and the thought of Mike seeing you like this sent shivers down your spine. You knew he would make fun of you until one of you moved out. With your strength running out, you pulled once more. No use. Loud steps filled the room, and you feared that your worst nightmare had just come true.

“What the fuck?” His eyes were wide open, a blush running across Mike’s unevenly shaved face. He tried to act as usual, but his mind was running wild. It didn’t help that he had a small crush on you that he tried to avoid and that he started to develop a new fetish. People being stuck.

“I’m stuck.” You answered, rolling your eyes at Mike. Is he always this annoying?

He stood there, not doing anything, but his eyes glimmered at you like he was admiring some piece of erotic art.

“Help me!” You demanded, but Mike just seemed overwhelmed. He walked toward his room. His knees are wobbly as he takes each step. You could hear noises like he was desperately looking for something. After a minute, the noises were gone, and the only thing you could hear was your heart beating like you had never felt before.

“Mike, help me! Mike?!” You were losing your patience. After some hesitation, Mike walks awkwardly towards the living room, his eyes never meeting yours fully.

“What?” He stuttered. Mike tried to use his usual monotone, but it came off as anxious.

“What do you mean, what?! Help me!”

“Fine, I’m sorry.”

He got next to you, wrapping his rough hands around your wrist, slightly pulling.

“I’ve tried that. Is there no use?”

“Then what else do I do?” He sighs, his hot, heavy breath melting into the thin skin of your neck. You felt your body starting to shake like it had some sort of anticipation for him to just...

You let out an aggravated groan and shake your head like it will remove those naughty thoughts of you and your roommate. This whole situation is getting worse by the second.

“Well,” Mike said, clearing his throat. “I think... I might have an idea.” He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should continue. “Do you trust me?” he asked softly, a warm smile appearing on his face, which felt unusual. You swore you had never seen him smile like that before.

You look at him suspiciously. Why did he ask if you trusted him? You weren't stupid. He always tried to mess with people in some way. But the longer you stayed like this, the more uncomfortable it became. 

"Fine. Do what you want. Just make it quick, please. This is humiliating as it is."

Mike swallowed hard, taking a deep breath. "Okay," he said, nodding once. "Hold on tight," Mike whispered before getting behind you, his fingertips shaky as he slid his hands on your hips.

You let out a small gasp as your body prickles at Mike’s touch. He pressed himself against you, his body heat enveloping yours. As he tried to pull, his hardened member hit your ass multiple times. You could feel Mike’s heart racing against your back.

You didn't want him this close, but you couldn't deny that it felt nice in a weird, twisted way. As Mike grips your hips harder, using more force than before, your brain stops functioning for a second, unable to stop you from letting out a soft moan that you were desperately trying to avoid vocalizing out loud.

Mike froze, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't expect you to react this way. The moan sent waves of pleasure through his body, making him even harder against your ass. He tried to focus on the task at hand. He didn’t want to imagine himself pounding you as you were stuck, but it was becoming increasingly difficult with every passing second.

“I’m sorry!” Both said it at uneven times.

“Let’s just ignore what happened and help me get off.” At this moment, you wish you could crawl under a rock and die, but you’ll probably get stuck there too.

Mike chuckled lightly, then nodded at your words, trying to clear his thoughts. He took a deep breath before sliding his hands back onto your hips. This time, he pulled with all his force, grunting as he tried to free you from the couch. The pressure building inside him couldn’t be denied, and it was clear that he was struggling to contain himself. With that, as his bulge caresses your ass, he lets a loud, desperate groan out of his dry lips. You gasped as one hand was finally free.

“It’s working…” As much as you want to hate this feeling, it’s making you feel some way. You wish you guys could forget about this so he can fuck you hard against the couch. Unintentionally, you let your ass follow the rhythm of his pulls.

Mike's mind was a mess of lust and confusion. He couldn't believe the legs in front of him were shaking in need. He was so focused on freeing you from the couch that he didn't even notice how his hips were moving in a pattern.

"Almost there." His voice was a mix of care and exhaustion. As you feel your hand slowly get loose, you decide to speak.

"Look, we clearly are... avoiding the fact that we’re really turned on right now.”

Mike’s attention suddenly went to the words being spoken, his breath catching in his throat, trying to process them. You're right, he thought. They were both so turned on by this, and they couldn't deny it any longer. He let out a shaky breath before he spoke.

"I know," he whispered. "But we have to stop."

"I just want to make sure you're okay," he continued, trying to sound calm and collected. "Once we're out of here, we can... we can do whatever you want."

“No.” The simple answer made him still. “Once I get out, we will be too embarrassed to even look at each other. You can’t see my face right now; I can’t see yours, so... let’s do it now.” You suggested. It felt humiliating; you hated that you sounded so needy, but for some reason, Mike had that effect on you now.

Mike was terrified and excited. He had never been so high on lust by someone before, and the thought of finally having you beg him to fuck you right here, in this awkward position, with your face buried in the cushions, was driving him crazy. It is like his darkest fantasy is finally going to come true. Without any thought, he removed his pants rapidly and slid a condom down his shaft.

Mike takes his hands up to your sides, gently caressing your skin as he slowly pulls you back towards him. His cock rubbed against the thin fabric of your shorts, which slightly hugged your soaking folds, eliciting a moan from both of you.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice shaky and barely above a whisper.

“Yes.”

Mike nodded slowly, his breath coming in short, unsure gasps. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against your ear. "Then let me show you how much I want you." He removed your shorts slowly and steadily. As soon as your underwear was removed, he licked his fingers before settling them in your folds. 

Mike’s hands were always something you stared at in secret when he wouldn’t notice, and now his rough, manly hand is wrapped around your most sensitive areas. The heat building up inside of you from just his touch alone was hunting.

"Please," you managed to croak out as he teased you mercilessly. Mike chuckled lightly before finally giving in and sliding his long fingers into you. You moaned loudly as he started moving them in and out, hitting all the right spots that made you feel pleased. His free hand reached down to roughly fondle your breasts through your shirt. You arched your back into his touch, begging for more. But instead of giving you what you craved, Mike pulled away suddenly, leaving you panting heavily.

Before you could ask why he stopped so suddenly, you felt his firm grasp forcing you to spread your legs. Your entrance was wet and inviting to him. Mike gently pushed his hips forward. His cockhead pressed against your tight cunt, and you could feel him throbbing with need. He paused for a moment, gathering his courage, before slowly pushing forward. It wasn't long before you started to whimper harder. The smell of the combined arousal filled the small room, fueling him even more.

Mike moaned loudly, feeling you give in to him. He thrust his hips forward, burying deep inside with one swift motion. Your warmth engulfed him, and he couldn't believe how good it felt. 

"Fuck,” he whispered in your ear. "You feel so good." His raspy voice and uneven breaths made a high-pitched whine escape from your lips. As a response, Mike leaned closer, making his member fully inside you as he nibbled your ear.

“Was this your plan all along? Is that why you started to wear those slutty shorts more often?”

You tried to choke some words out, but the feeling of him inside you like this was so ecstatic and addictive that the only thing you could do was take him as he placed.

He started to move, his hips rolling back and forth in a steady rhythm. “You didn’t answer me.” His hot, sweaty body overpowered yours. “Use your words for me, would you?” he asked, his voice as delicate as his touch. Mike’s hand found the freed hand of yours, intertwining his fingers like he had to hold on for dear life. Every time he pulled out, only to push back in, he could feel you clenching around him. It was the most intense feeling he'd ever experienced. His breath came in ragged gasps as he lost himself by being inside you while you were helplessly stuck. 

The only thing you could do was shake your head side to side at his question, but the real answer was more complicated than that. The first time you wore shorts, it wasn’t intentional, but when he saw you with them, he seemed to listen to you with more attention as you scolded him for not doing his chores that day, so you started to use them in your favor from time to time.

Mike chuckled at your clear lie, and he started to speed up, your body pressing against the couch more intensely as he pounded you harder.

You didn’t imagine Mike being so good with his dick. It is not like you know his sexual life, but in your eyes, he seemed the type to not go around sleeping with people. His life is too stressful for him to even care for his own needs. Maybe it's all pent-up horniness.

Mike's eyes were closed, his face twisted in pleasure as he took you with long, deep strokes. He couldn't believe how good it felt to finally have you like this. He knew he shouldn't be enjoying it this much, but he couldn't help himself. He was lost in the moment, completely consumed by his desires.

His hand started to smack your behind. His slaps weren’t too strong to hurt you, but enough to make you gasp. As he increased the speed and started to smack harder, you let out sounds of pain and pleasure. “You can take it, baby, it’s okay,” Mike said, his calm voice contrasting his vile actions before slapping your ass one last time.

As he continued to thrust, he leaned down, biting your shoulder, almost like he wanted to hide his whiny moans. "Shit," he groaned again, pulling out of you slightly before pushing back in with a rougher force. "You're so tight."

“You need to stop pulling out... it’s cruel.” You said in between cries, his length making you feel lightheaded as if you could almost see stars.

Mike's breath hitched in his throat at your words. He couldn't believe he was doing this to you. Without warning, he pulled out completely, leaving you empty. You could feel him throbbing against your ass, aching to be inside you again. His hands gripped your hips tightly, holding you in place as he leaned over, his chest heaving.

"I'm sorry," he whispered hoarsely. "I can't help myself."

“What?!” You stuttered; the sudden emptiness felt like hell.

“Do you always have to be an asshole?!”

Mike's heart broke at your words. He knew he was being cruel, but he couldn't help himself. He needed you too much.

"No," he replied softly. "I don't."

His hands travel slowly from your hips to your chest. Cupping your breasts through your oversized shirt. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down before he lost control again.

"I'm sorry," he whispered again, his voice quiet. "I know I've been an asshole this past month. There is no excuse for my behavior but—fuck!" Without waiting for a response, he leaned forward, pressing his lips against the back of your neck. His tip pressed against your entrance again, and he whimpered, unable to hold back any longer.

"Please forgive me," he said as he kissed your neck desperately. "Let me repay you for my bad behavior."

Feeling his hot breath in your ear made you squeal. Your knees felt weak, and the air seemed to be overwhelmingly steamy. The only thought you have in your head is Mike pleasuring you and driving you to your limits.

With no response from you, his hands let go of your chest and quickly went to your shoulder. The sudden movement made you completely free from the couch edges. You immediately look down. The realization of what you guys were doing just settled in.

“Just look at me, please.” With a light force, he pulled you to face him, his body above yours. He is a mess. Red face with anxious teary eyes, sweat coming out of his forehead and traveling to his neck. He was a complete utter mess because of you, but you couldn’t deny the sight of him like this was so dreamy.

“Please, just forgive me.” Mike’s knees quickly touched the ground as his puppy eyes looked up at you. “I've been an asshole to you because I like you, and I know it’s wrong because we’re roommates, but... damn it. “His eyes shifted to your thighs, shaking in need, but the only thought in his mind was him being wrapped in them. He coughs, trying to regain composure.

After several moments of silence, Mike finally found the strength to speak, his heart racing faster than ever before. "I... I apologize for everything," he managed to croak out. "I'm sorry, but please, please let me feel you again." His voice cracked slightly as he reached out tentatively towards you, wrapping his arms around your leg in an embrace.

You hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to accept his apology or leave him there alone. But then something changed inside you. Maybe it was just seeing how vulnerable he truly was, but you decided to relent. Reaching over to gently place your hand on his cheek, he pulled closer until your bodies finally connected once again. "It's alright," you whispered, giving him a small smile. “I sort of like you to-" Mike didn’t hear your confession. As soon as you said it’s alright, his arms picked you up with ease, making his way into his room.

He placed your body in his bed. “There you go.” He had an ear-to-ear smile. Mike turned on his nightstand lamp. The room was lit up slightly as the sunrise was shining through the windows, but the lamp brought more clarity to his room, which was tidied up nicely. If he was so obsessed with keeping his room clean, why couldn’t he do that with the apartment?

You find him scattering for something desperately. Lube. Once the lube is finally in his hand, he crawls into the bed with you, placing his swollen lips from all the biting he had to do to remain quiet into yours.

From the corners of your eyes, you can see him placing some lube on his palm and lightly spreading it across his cock, lightly stroking himself. A light whimper was vocalized as he kissed you. With one final stroke, he gets on top of you, a mischievous smirk plastered across his face as the thought of finally getting to see you lose your mind while his cock is inside you sends him waves of pleasure. Mike then looked at you with pleading eyes, asking for permission to continue, which you allowed.

This time, he didn’t hold back as he buried himself into your tight walls. The sudden coldness of the lube makes you shake. The combination of the lubricant and Mike’s hot member is driving you wild with desire. Making your hands dig into his back and your legs wrap around his waist, holding him closer to you.

At your action, Mike picks up the pace, his hips moving faster and harder, his cock slamming into you with each powerful thrust. His cockhead contracts and releases, sending pleasure through your sensitive spot repeatedly. He groans louder, his breathing becoming heavier as he loses himself in the rhythm of their passionate lovemaking.

“I can’t believe we’re finally doing this.,” Mike said it under his breath, almost like he was speaking to himself.

“Mi- Mike.” His confession made your heartbeat follow the same speedy rhythm as his thrust. Your eyes were wide shut as your fingertips dug into his back.

Mike whines, and his fingers dig deeper into your hips, leaving marks that would likely turn into bruises later. You were not going to be the only one marking him. Mike wanted you to remember this. He then increased the speed of his thrusts, his hips moving faster than ever before as if he needed this release just as much as you did.

His rhythmical motion created a wet slapping sound that echoed around them, filling the room with the sounds of your lovemaking. His breath was raw against your neck, his lips leaving a trail of saliva along your collarbone. His tongue traced your jawline, nibbling and teasing your earlobes before returning to your mouth for a deep, passionate kiss.

He moaned again, his voice hoarse with desire. "Oh god, you feel so fucking good, baby." As Mike said this, he picked up the pace even more, his hips slamming against yours in a relentless rhythm. His cockhead rubbed against your G-spot, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

“I’m close.” You announced it with hesitation.

Bucking his hips harder, pushing his member deeper into you again and again with no mercy. "Cum for me, princess," Mike murmured. "Let me make you feel good. "Let me please you.” 

Mike’s words were like magic, his cock hitting your G-spot in perfect rhythm, driving you over the edge. With a loud, primal cry, your body convulsed around him, and you felt yourself climaxing intensely. Your tight walls contracted powerfully around his thick member, milking him dry as he continued to thrust inside of you.

As your orgasm subsided, Mike followed suit, his climax hitting him like a freight train. His cock twitched violently inside of you as he whined. His hold on your waist loosened slightly, but he didn't pull out just yet. Instead, he rested heavily on top of you, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

“So…” You said it awkwardly as you patted Mike’s head. 

“About the chores...”

Mike chuckled lightly, his lips forming a dumb smile as he looked up to you. 

“Yes, I’ll do them now. I promise.” Mike rolled his eyes and then placed his hand on your cheek. Caressing it with his thumb. “And… I’ll be a better roommate for you.” 

You nodded. “Thanks, Mike.” 

“I noticed you cleaned the apartment... So let me get you cleaned up.” Mike stood up and walked to his bathroom. You could hear the water hitting the bathtub. As you peeked to get a better glance, Mike turned his head to meet your gaze. 

“Let’s have a bath together.” He said this as he disappeared from view to grab a foaming bubble bottle.

“And who knows, maybe we could do round two.” Mike’s tone was cheeky and playful. He leaned into the door, looking at you up and down. Proud of how messy he made you. 

“Come on.” Mike smiled as he went to reach your hand, walking you into the bathtub.

FIN. Hope you guys liked it. Help me choose my next smut here!

Thank you so much for reading.

[deconstructivesurgery]

listen i haven't posted seriously in long-form about bg3 in a hot minute but i've been getting back into it bit by bit and i'm still on my gale and astarion shit.

not the "they hate each other but they love each other" stuff or the "toxic yaoi" (although it is funny to me sometimes) dynamic people seem to typically slap onto them, but rather just- whether you wish to see it in a romantic light or not- the pure potential for a true bitchy wine aunt relationship that lies there.

not only do i think they genuinely like each other in a surprisingly uncomplicated way at times despite how complicated both of them are personally, i will die on the hill of them just being... a bit snobbish together. bitching about wine or food that astarion can't even taste (won't stop him from insulting something based on look alone), reading and reviewing books together, perpetually remaining pretentious about architecture and style in distinctly different ways (grand and gothic versus the absolute hullabaloo of softer maximalism that i can see gale enjoying).

i can see in their good endings an outcome where once in a blue moon a vaguely irritable Newly Minted Adventurer/Locally Morally Dubious Hero Astarion Ancunin occasionally manifests his merry little self at one Prof. Gale Dekarios' door because what IS he there for if not to serve as a free-to-access resource of magical aid anytime he encounters some sort of odd curse or magical foe or what-have-you that he isn't well-versed in. who else is going to gleefully and without question provide him with enchanted weapons that most people would look at with concern. to boot, who else is going to provide said things while also being a good conversation partner.

if he happens to dredge up odd magical shit once in a while while he's romping around the country and drops it off at gale's doorstep (chance of spontaneous combustion, mad howling emanating from a haunted amulet, etc. be damned) every so often, it's only fair.

people love the drama that comes with a less stable outcome to their relationship, and that's entirely fair if that's the dynamic that you prefer out of these characters, but i think the potential for just genuine non-spiteful banter and connection is often overlooked. i think, at very least, that they could and should be good lasting friends. send tweet

[kissi-shayar-ki-ghazalll]

Let me raise a Toast to L'amour de ma vie (The love of my life) [my bitch is obsessed with these,nowadays so yeah]

@chaosmakethemuse ~ My wifey~ My love~ My home~ My better half~

Why-? Cause why not? I just love her soo damn much...

Like it's tough seeing a 2020-2021-2022-2023-2024 version of a person and still choosing them for 2025

Bitch has seen me fall down in 2020 and have been picking me up since then..

I never knew one day, one person will become as important as breathing to me...

And I kid you not I have never felt the kind of friendship she has been giving to me since past years...

I have never seen a person pick a call at 6 in the morning just because I don't have enough courage to face things...

I have never been with a person who keep their problem aside just to listen mine (we might don't find out a solution cz it's us)...

I have never seen a person this calm with me when I try to push them away...

She promised she would stay and she has been doing that part very well regardless of how absent I am sometimes...

Bestied so hard bitch knows everything about my family tea and vice versa... we both hate my aunt and her aunt .... Even my dadi knows her name 💕🧿

[norixseaweed]

NCT 127's Dorm Maid Ch. 3 - Johnny

Title: NCT 127’s Dorm Maid Genre: smut Chapter: 3 Characters: Johnny x OC/reader Master List Previous Chapter - Next Chapter Contains: fingering, thigh riding, slight choking, dom johnny, squirting Summary: When NCT’s Dorm maid falls ill, her niece takes her place and becomes NCT’s new dorm maid. NCT weren’t unfamiliar with the girl as she has substituted for her aunt many times before. But this time it was different, this time she was going to become their permanent dorm maid as her aunt was forced to retire because of her health. NCT members quickly grow fond of the girl, but little did she know this also meant that she was going to be a hell of a lot more busy than she expected. Authors Note: This story is being reposted from my old account to this one!

When the boys found out I also play video games on my time off we would often play together online whenever we weren’t busy. We mostly played games like PUBG and other FPS games, sometimes MMO’s. Haechan was the one who most often played with me, he would thank me for playing with him and then proceed to whine about how sometimes the boys won’t play with him even if they’ve got nothing going on. It was cute.

Often times when I’m doing my job he would ask me to watch him play or join him. I would usually tell him to wait until I finish my job but then he would whine and hug my arm, trying to act cute, as he would beg me “It’s just for a few minutes!” It never did end up being only a “few minutes” but I guess you could say those moments are like a break for me. Besides, who could resist his cuteness?

This time it was both Johnny and Haechan asking me to watch and play with them. I would often help Haechan out as well whenever they played games going against each other I would even lean over Haechan to show him some tricks on the keyboard he could use in the game, Johnny would call it cheating, but I would fight him back saying there was no rules against assisting. 

“Noona, you play for me, show him how hard you can beat him like you did to me the other day,” Haechan got off his chair and I chuckled “don’t mind if I do, time to get wrecked Johnny,” I took my place in the chair and started a round with Johnny, and let’s just say that I totally wrecked Johnny. When the round was over Haechan high-fived me and and Johnny let out a sigh “You only won because I let you,”

“Only a sore loser would try to claim that,” I gave a wink and smirked at him, he raised a brow at me. 

“I have to go, the dreamies wanna hang out, you guys have fun!” Haechan said as he grabbed his phone in wallet, sliding them into his pockets. 

“Bye Haechan, have fun,” I turned to Johnny when he left and smirked “one more round?” Johnny immediately sat up on his chair and we started yet another round. Guess who won? 

That’s right me. 

“Hah! Get wrecked Johnny, I just made you my bitch,” I gave him a smug smirk and dusted off the non-existent dust off my shoulders. I stood up and fixed my skirt “anyway, I should get back to work, I’ll let you cry it out while I clean,” As I turned to walk away Johnny grabbed my wrist and I turned to him. He stared at me with a brow raised “hold on just a minute, who said you’re dismissed?”

“Huh? I mean, I have to get my work done...” 

“You work for us so you answer to us, besides I have somethings to talk about with you,”

“Well, technically I work for SM, SM is the one sending me payche-”

He rolled his eyes, suddenly pulling me to sit on his thigh “First of all I’d like to talk about what you’re wearing today, it’s kind of inappropriate don’t you think? Wearing a short skirt while doing a job that requires bending over a lot,” I had forgotten about that honestly, I intentionally wore a skirt to catch their attention. Ever since that day with Mark my sexual demon that I’ve been suppressing as been slowly coming out. It was exciting, that night, the risk of getting caught, it excited me. 

I wanted to tease the boys. 

I wanted the excitement. 

But I had forgotten about all that while we were playing games, so I was now genuinely surprised. 

“Um...well, I can exp-” 

“Who said you could talk? I’m not done,” 

He gripped onto my thigh, hand slowly moving up “not to mention your actions today as well, the way you were on your knees earlier, wiping the floor in front of me, I bet you did that on purpose, you wanted me to see didn’t you?”

He was absolutely right on point, when I was cleaning the floor I lifted my ass up more when I saw Johnny enter the room, I wanted him to look at me. To be honest, I had noticed Johnny checking me out before and I'm pretty sure in the past he had tried to hit on me once but I brushed it off.

I subconsciously licked over my bottom lip, biting down on it as his hand moved up my skirt and over to my ass, while his other hand moved to caress my cheek “and what was that just now hmm? Bending over in excuse to help Haechan, your ass right in my face, you’re just asking for it aren’t you?” 

I didn’t answer, I was too distracted by his dark and firm tone of voice. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t wet right now. 

His hand soon moved to my throat, thumb caressing against my jawline before he gave a small squeeze to my throat “Answer me.”

I tried so hard not to squirm “Y-yes,”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, Sir...”

He gave my ass a squeeze, his other and moved to the back of my head, pulling me closer to him as his lips lingered over mine for a moment, half lidded eyes looking down into mine before his lips finally connected with mine. Our lips moved in unison as a it slowly got deeper, and more desperate, more desperate from my side that is. My hips involuntarily began to move, grinding against his thigh in a slow pace. 

Johnny broke the kiss and mumbled “eager little kitten aren’t you?” he gave my ass another squeeze as he encouraged me to continue riding out his thigh. I held onto his shoulders as my gaze went back to his lips, our lips soon connected again, resuming back into a heated kiss. He tightened his thigh muscle, pushing his thigh up against me, a whimper leaving my lips and into the kiss. 

“Fuck you’re so wet right now baby girl, it’s leaking through your panties,” I could feel my cheeks turn red “such a dirty little girl,” he smacked my ass and I jumped a little, biting down on my lip “you like that huh?” he smirked and I nodded.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck, kissing and softly sucking on the skin. I let out a soft quiet moan, followed by another as he spanked me again before gripping my hips, pushing my down harder against his thigh. My hips began to move more eagerly against him. 

He then held my hips in place and I let out a whimper as he stopped me. 

“Stand up,” he ordered. 

And so I did. I stood in front of him. 

“Lift your skirt up for me, baby” 

I gripped onto the hem of my skirt, lifting it up from him to see my white lace panties. He tapped my inner thigh, I took that as a signal to spread my legs more, so I did. He hooked his fingers into my panties and tug them half way down my thighs. 

“What was that you said earlier? That I’m you’ve made me your bitch?” 

His fingers slipped between my thighs, softly grazing over my wet folds. 

“I think you got it all wrong, because I just made you my bitch,”

I shuddered at his words. I was a huge sub and Johnny seemed to know that. I guess a dom will always know a sub when he sees one, right?

His middle finger slipped in between my fold as he dragged it from my entrance to my clit, teasing it a bit before he paused. 

“Want me to keep touching you? To make you feel good?” 

I nodded “Yes, sir,”

“Then tell me who’s dirty little bitch are you?”

“Yours, sir” 

“My what?”

“I’m your dirty little bitch,”

“Good girl,” 

I let out a whimper when those two small words came out of his own mouth. He began to rub my clit, pressing his fingers against it, he moved his fingers in a circular motion pressing firmly against me. I gripped tightly onto my skirt, pursing my lips to muffle my moans. 

Hi moved his finger between my folds and began to tease my entrance “you’re such a little whore, getting so damn,” he pushed his finger into me, a moan escaping my lips “wet for me,” his finger pumped inside of me, pressing against my wet walls. 

“What am I gonna do with you?”

He added a second digit into me, pumping his fingers faster and harder inside of me. I let out a louder moan, covering my mouth quickly with one hand. 

“Even your moans sound so dirty,” he chuckled. He curled his fingers up against my walls, finding my sweet spot. I bit into my hand to muffle my moans and whimpers. My hips were shaking and it was becoming hard to stay on my feet. 

“Do you wanna come for me, baby?”

“Y-yes sir...”

“Then beg for it,”

His fingers began to move painfully slow, I let out a whine in protest “Please...please don’t stop, please let me cum Johnny,” 

“Johnny huh? I think I like "Sir" better...”

“fuck, Sir please, please make me cum for you,” I begged desperately, as I squirmed. 

“Good girl,” 

He inserted a third digit and began to roughly and quickly thrust his fingers into me, making sure to curl them against my sweet spot, hitting it repeatedly I gripped onto his arm, moaning loudly, forgetting to keep myself quiet, as my body shook with pleasure, my walls tightening around his fingers as I reached my climax. 

My juices squirting out onto his hand and onto the floor. 

“Fuck...you’re squirter huh?”

He pulled his fingers out and I sunk down onto my knees, catching my breath. I looked up at him to see him licking his fingers clean as he grabbed his phone before pointing it at me “can I take a picture? You know, in memory of who exactly wrecked who tonight,” he smirked down at me and I blushed. 

“I’ll take your silence as a yes?” He held the phone up at and angle and took a photo. I didn’t mind of course, or I would have said no. 

“You should clean your mess up and get back to work,”

I nodded.

I had a feeling he was going to start teasing me about this, and I was right. The next time I played a game with him and Haechan online and “get wrecked” would be mentioned, he would text me the photo with a reminder “You mean like how you got wrecked the other night?”

Next Chapter

[blankwashed]

Content Warnings: 18+ stuff here, ddlg (daddy dom, little girl), broken family, pretty rough sex, Toji himself should be a warning-

You let out a big sigh. It was probably the hardest or easiest essay you have ever gotten academically. It was an easy question for the rest of your classmates as they were happily writing away about their parents or guardians, thinking about the happy holidays and birthdays that they have received throughout their life.

15 minutes have passed and your paper was still blank, without even a paragraph structure. What could you write about your father? Sure, he wasn’t your actual father per se but your mother married him ever since you were a child so that counts, right?

At the age of 6, your mom kept going out on Friday nights, leaving you to be taken care of by your aunts and uncles. She would leave until it was Sunday night when she picks you up and brings you home. In the mind of a little child, you figured she went out for work purposes but in reality, she was going on dates with a special man whom you would eventually call dad.

Sometimes, she leaves you at home with food already prepared and brings him over. Of course, she would place your toys around the television and goes into the bedroom with the man. As you were innocent, you thought that they were both talking about business as your mother always looks pleased whenever she comes out of the room. A little tired, but a smile on her face.

This went on for 2 years until she came to you saying that you’ll finally have a father figure in your life. Of course, he was your father. The striking, muscular, tall man built like a soldier. Sometimes he made your heart beat faster and louder when he was around the home minding his own business. He watched you grow up into the gorgeous and pretty girl you are now. Attending teacher-parent meetings when necessary, signing documents and being your personal chauffeur whenever you and your friends wanted to go for outings to malls.

Behind all of that, you kept a deep and dark secret from everyone. Something you would not even tell your best friend or even a fly.

“Nyah! Daddy, sore from P.E. class yesterday! My teacher asked us to run laps and I think I overdid myself-“

He thrusted himself deeper into your dry pussy while his fingers were forming quick circles around your clitoris.

Sure, he filled the gap in your mom’s life when your actual dad left. But that wasn’t the only thing he was filling. Toji isn’t blind or stupid. Maybe a little out of his mind but as a man, he watched you grow up. Breasts forming, hips enlarging. It would be a lie if you say you didn’t secretly touched yourself thinking about him.

“No buts, bitch. Today was a hard day at work and the only thing that could make my day is your tight pussy. Mmm, thankfully it’s still tight,,,,,” He pushed himself deeper multiple times while playing with your clit. You were in pain due to the lack of foreplay and you remembered an idea you had in school during Arts class.

It was always something you’ve wanted to try. Running towards your school bag, rummaging through all your utensils.

Found it. A thick flowy strip of red ribbon.

“C‘mere daddy, let me decorate you before I feast on you,” smirking while tying a beautiful ribbon around his leaking hard cock. “Look daddy! It’s giving me a reward for making it look so appealing~” you said, referring to the trickles of pre-cum dripping.

Toji was about x years older than you. This wasn’t the first time he saw a chick gawking (no pun intended) at his length. Obviously that was also the way your own mother knew that he was the man for her.

“Getting creative, are we? Let daddy reward you for giving our play-time a little more effort,” he says lowly while playing with your left nipple with his tongue. His big hands always perform wonders on the rest of your body while his prize winning cock was busy elsewhere on your body.

Your moans were and are melodies to his ears. You weren’t big on being able to form sentences while getting fucked silly, however…

“Please daddy! I-I’m your little dirty slut, make me come daddy! I need it, I NEED you! Daddy…” you tried to touch your clit with your fingers but they were swatted away by his hand.

“When has it ever been about what you want, toy?” he spit on your pussy, and started to rub vigorously. It was in no way pleasurable and it hurt.

You knew he was doing this on purpose and knew that it wouldn’t get better if you kept disobeying his commands. With both your mom and Megumi away, he made you sit on the family’s dining table. Pushing away everything that could be in the way of him and you.

He pushed you down, readying himself to slurp on his wet, awaiting treasure. You were still a mess, moaning and screaming his name. “Daddy please, don’t make me wait any longer, please daddy,,,” your toes start curling and you could feel the long awaited climax reaching.

“Cumming daddy!!! Shit, I fucking love you-“ you screamed as you came while holding onto his broad shoulders. Your mind was as if it was in a different world, a world where Toji, your step-dad was yours. Where you didn’t have to hide your feelings towards him and you could touch him romantically and sexually in public.

so fucking horny for toji, are we???? (we as in me)