#my house is creepy af

[perpetuallyconfusing]

So fun fact my area is like

Super freaky

And not in the

"my house creeks and I think it's a ghost walking around way"

But in a "the coyotes are laughing outside my bedroom window" sorta way

Anyways

Lots of places in my neighborhood specifically are bad vibes™️

So here's a list of rules for myself.

1) dont hang out after dark. You can go places but be on the move, that way you don't pay that much attention to the eyes on you.

2) don't look at the hill in the backyard after sunset.

3) do not aknowledged The Thing. Yes it's watching. No we don't no it's intent. Be aware your 12-20 year olds are going to sneak out, they won't be going to do drugs or whatever, they're going to be outside. Blame The Thing.

4) yes that one western star occasionally disappears and never moved regardless of season, just admire it's beauty.

5) if you here the coyotes laugh, no you didn't. Go inside.

6) ignore the ~3 am whale noise. We are no where near the sea. It's not a whale.

7) if you hear the fiesta music going through the night, don't worry, it's not anything super natural it's just someone throwing a party. Tune it out. Yes it's annoying to hear it at 1 am.

8) if you hear bells and are alone, go home. Go inside.

9) greet the old tree Infront of the wash as you walk by, it holds many secrets and will keep yours too

10) you will find bugs. You are invading into their home. Be polite.

11) stay away from the scrub oaks when you're alone. Some of them take you away.

12) if you think you heard a weird bird, no you didn't, that's the naighbors alpaca.

13) that big metallic bang that you just heard from 8pm-5am was just one of the naighbors horses banging into a fence like an idiot. Don't worry.

14) it's unusually dark for being so close to the city. Lights die quickly here. Be emotionally prepared to navigate with zero light.

15) be nice to the cats, they're messengers.

16) watch the crows, they tell the weather.

[creekbed-burial]

Is Anyone There?

[felixcosm]

Nothing beats being introduced to Doki Doki Literature Club as laying on the couch of a stranger's house with a fever, dogsitting two nervous dogs that kept running into dark hallways and whining while you watch a girl hang from her bedroom's ceiling on their giant television

[kosmiccarma]

not gojo doing the michael myers walk after a panicking jogo with creepy music ramping up in the background like a proper horror flick

[jeanjauthor]

That is the ONLY "elf on a shelf" I will EVER accept!

elf yuri except one of them is high fantasy and the other is one of santa's

[kaisturni]

cabin fever | m. sturniolo

→ matt x fem!reader

→ plot; things are heating up at the triplet’s cabin in vermont; especially between you and matt. the group of you, him, his brothers, nate and madi spend a needed getaway at the cozy house. unknown to everyone else, confessions, tension, and late nights make it even hotter between you two.

→ includes; smut, unprotected sex, outdoor sex, f!oral receiving (matt the munch AF), mentions of drinking, blood/bleeding (NOT PART OF THE SMUT), light fluff

→ a/n; madi nate nick and chris all have super minor roles and they don’t add to the plot at all btw. this one is HOT. CALOR. CALIENTE. (imo) enjoy!

MINOR PROOFREADING

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“hey, we’re here,” a voice gently whispers to me, i realize belonging to nick as i slowly come back to consciousness.

the groggily feeling of sleep soon goes away and in its place is excitement; we’re finally at the cabin.

this isn’t my first time vacationing with the triplets; we’ve been going here since we were little. once becoming friends with nate and madi, they soon joined in on our yearly trip to the cabin.

i almost immediately fall stepping out of the car, my brain forgetting that my body was completely stagnant during the 4 hour car ride up here.

i put my hands out and brace for impact; but it never comes. instead a pair of arms swiftly caught me before i had my lunch with the gravel,

“dude, you gotta be more careful,” a voice chuckles from behind my head. it’s matt; i know his voice the best out of all of them.

he helps me stand up right, “whew thanks,” i breathe out with a laugh, he says nothing but delivers a nod in response. i turn on heels to grab my suitcase from the trunk,

“here let me help you, wouldn’t want you to almost fall again,” he offers, i roll my eyes at him as he takes the duffel bag from my arms and slings it over his shoulder, not giving me any time to think of a response.

i know to some that may seem flirtatious, but unfortunately it isn’t. sometimes i can’t help but feel disappointed that there isn’t something more but the guilt of feeling like that towards one of my best friends since childhood is stronger than my urges.

however, i would be a liar if i said i didn’t find him attractive. the tattoos on his body, light stubble he lets grow in sometimes, messy curls, plump lips, his eyes… jaw…

i quickly get the ongoing list of the physically mouth watering things about matt out of my head; feeling almost a guilt that i found him so hot. i shouldn’t think about one of my best friends since childhood this way, so i force myself not to.

forgetting about my previous daydreams, i follow the rest of them into the house, taking in the joy of being at the cabin again.

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the house is big enough to where everyone is lucky to have their own room, and mine sits at the end of a long hallway, just past where chris and nate sleep.

i open the door and smile at the sight that matt has already placed my stuff down on the bed for me.

i internally slap myself, why am i reading into this? he just put my stuff down in my room. nothing else about it.

i take my duffel off the bed and seat it on the floor beside me and replace it with myself on its cushioning. i hear a knock at my door,

“come in!”

thinking i’m going to be met with matt in my doorframe, i look up, and i am only about half right.

“we’re gonna start cooking dinner now since it’s getting pretty late and we’re all starving, wanna help?” chris asks, poking his head between the a small sliver in the door.

i can’t help but giggle at his actions, “yes, i’ll help you, but next time you knock just open the door all the way, don’t be creepy,” i kick my feet up and yank the door open,

“i’m not creepy i’m polite!” he argues, voice fading as he descends to the kitchen,

“never said that!” i joke, my footsteps quickly follow behind him.

i join the rest of my friends in the kitchen, and start slicing vegetables, while chris and madi go on their own dinner tasks.

getting way too caught up in a conversation with nick, my knife skills began to be… less than subpar.

“FUCK!” i yell and instinctively drop the knife, the sound of the blade echoing through the room and blood from a large cut in my hand leaking everywhere on the counter causes all hell to break loose.

“oh my god! do we need to go to the ER?!”

“get a towel, NOW!”

“i’m fine, i’m fine!” i yell, doing my best to stop the panic from everyone else, the pressure from the towel stopping the blood flow for now.

“we need to get that cleaned, the first aid kit is in my room, come on,” matt says, taking my unadulterated hand into his and guiding me upstairs into his bedroom.

“sit,” he points to his bed and i follow his finger and take a seat on the edge of the mattress.

he ruffles through a drawer and pulls out a large first aid kit, since when was it in his room?

“this will sting like a bitch, but it’ll stop it from getting infected,” he says, shaking a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and removing the make shift dressing i have from my hand.

i close my eyes tightly and wince at the contact of it on my skin, biting my lip through the pain.

“it’s almost over, don’t worry. i’m gonna put some ointment on it then a bandage okay?”

his words are soft and comforting, which somehow eases the pain to a lower level than before.

he applies the ointment first, and i sign blissfully at the relief it has on my wound.

“that’s it, you’re doing so well,” he adds casually, wrapping the bandage around my finger.

i can feel my cheeks grow hot at his statement, him not knowing the effect his words of praise had on me.

i internally slap myself again. why do i keep thinking about him like this? jesus christ there’s something wrong with me.

“thank you matt,”

“anytime.”

for a moment, we just stare at each other. the silence is almost suffocating, and for the first time i feel like he wants to say something but doesn’t. i wonder if he thinks the same thing about me today.

i decide to quickly break the silence, “let’s go back down and eat, yeah? i don’t know about you but i’m starving,” i lie, i’m actually not hungry at all. almost cutting my hand off had a way of perfectly curving my appetite, but it’s the only thing i can think to say to rip me out of the chokehold that this silence has on me.

“me too, c’mon” he stands up and reaches out his hand for mine.

i’ve never been more confused in my fucking life. it was one thing to catch me when i fall, bring my suitcase inside, but praise me? hold my hand twice? i don’t know if i’m just delusional or if this is part of some code matt wants me to decipher, either way, i’m at my wits end.

i take his hand to help me up, and he smiles at me and we drop our hands at the same time. i smile back and he turns away to lead us back downstairs, i make sure he’s first so that he doesn’t see my face contort into a look of embarrassment.

definitely way over thinking it.

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after a great dinner and a few drinks all around, everyone says their goodnights and head to their bedrooms.

i do the same, and after a few hours, despite no one else in the house being awake and a couple drinks in me, i am nowhere near the point of falling asleep.

tossing and turning is all i can manage myself to do, sweating i don’t know which; being so hot and bothered by everything matt has done earlier or the vermont heat just personally attacking me and only me tonight.

i peel off the sheets and pillows, and it provides me with some relief for a little, but does nothing to fight my consciousness. with this temperature, maybe i just need a glass of water.

i creep downstairs as quiet as i can to not wake anyone, and i do the same with opening the fridge.

i look through it for a few seconds trying to find a water bottle, when a sudden voice behind me makes me jump,

“couldn’t sleep either?”

it’s matt. what the fuck, i thought he was asleep?

“matt, you scared the shit out of me! i thought you were asleep,”

i put my hand on my chest to cure the spike in heart rate, and turn around changing my focus back to the fridge.

“looking for a water? great minds think alike,” I hear his feet shuffle close behind me, and i feel the immediate spike in heart rate come back again when he moves me over, brushing up against me with a steady grip on my waist.

“right over here,” he says? pulling out two water bottles from the fridge. i feel like i’m going to fucking explode.

“thanks,” i crack open the lid, “so what’s keeping you up this late?” i say as my best attempt at remaining as calm and cool as possible.

“eh, y’know, just thinking about things. what about you?” he asks, and we sip simultaneously.

there’s honestly two answers to this question, I could say the truth or i could just agree.

i decide to go with the significantly less risky answer, but before i can even get the first word out he starts again,

“idea, let’s go in the hot tub,” his smile is so fucking innocent when he says it, it just drives me nuts.

i don’t even bother bringing up how ‘the heat is bothering me’ when he’s standing there, asking—no, not even asking me to go to the hot tub with him; telling me.

“oh yeah i’m down. maybe the heat will help us get sleepy,” i lie through my teeth, but saying it as nonchalantly as possible so he hopefully can’t hear the nervousness in the undertones of my voice.

“perfect, i’ll go change real quick and meet you out there,” he slips away with a light jog and i head his door close before i can even actually process what’s going on.

unfortunately there’s no time to think too deeply about it, and i book it to my room to change.

i have a couple options that i need to decide through quickly, ultimately landing on a dark blue stringed two piece.

i throw on the tshirt i had while sleeping over my bikini and quietly jog to the hot tub, located on the back end of the property, in its own reserved area. matt is already in there waiting for me, arms spread and his eyes lock with mine right when i come outside.

“hey,”

“hi, how’s the tem-“

“are you just going to stand there and talk or are you going to come in?” his words leave me slightly dumbfounded, but i can bounce back from this.

“oh, i’m coming,” i say, beginning to peel off the shirt I have on. i walk to the edge and begin to lower myself in, matt’s eyes locked on my body the whole time.

i pretend not to notice.

“thank you,” i say to him, a confused look popping on his face.

“for what?”

“taking care of me today, you didn’t have to do anything you did at all,” the words somehow just flow out of my mouth without realizing and i watch him as he lets out a light hearted laugh and looks down,

“you already thanked me today before, but no problem, i wanted to,” he replied, turning his gaze to match mine, i swear i feel like his eyes can see into my soul when he looks at me now.

“you did? why?” i ask out of genuine curiosity. it’s not like he would have never done something for me before today, but it was different; it was how he did. whether it has to do with me specifically or not, i really want to know.

“you’re my favorite girl in this world, how could i just not take care of you?” i don’t notice that we’ve slowly been moving towards each other this entire conversation, and now our bodies are just a few inches apart.

“this whole time i was thinking you were just being nice— matt, you don’t know what you do to me,” i confess, my stare going back and forth between both his eyes, aching for any hint at what he could be thinking.

“god, speak for yourself, it’s almost impossible to stop how i feel about you; or hide it” he pushing the hair in front of my face behind my ear and pulls me closer to him by the back of my neck.

the feeling i had when he caught me today, cleaned my hand and praised me, brushed up against me, all comes rushing back to me instantly, blissful in the knowing that it’s justified.

“can i kiss you?”

this man could not get any more perfect.

“mhm,” i give out and nod in affirmation, and immediately feel his lips press against mine.

at first the kiss is slow and deep, his hands not being able to sit still against my skin.

i feel the heat between legs rise, and i shortly become impatient with the painfully slow pace he’s at. as much as i love it, i’m craving more; more of him.

i gently bite and suck on his bottom lip, earning a groan from him, and he instantly gets the message. his kisses become sloppier, less tamed, and they start to work their way down my neck.

i moan in pleasure as he sucks the sweet spot between my neck and my collarbone, holding my back and nipping as he makes his way up to hungrily claim my lips.

“can i take this off?” he waits for my consent, fiddling with the small strings that are holding my bathing suit together.

“do whatever you want to me,” i breathe out, and i mean it.

he pulls me in by my waist and kisses me again, our tongues battling as he unties the strings of my bikini top and removes the fabric between us without breaking a single kiss.

the cold air on my tits compared to the steaming hot tub causes me to gasp, and i pull even closer to matt, pressing my chest against his own.

he moans lightly and moves his mouth from mine, holding me up by the legs around his lips to carry me to the edge of the hot tub.

in no time he claims my nipple, sucking and licking hard on the area, making me grow even wetter by the minute.

“mmh, matt” i moan out, tipping my head back in pleasure.

“feels good, baby?” i nod vigorously, and he descends his kisses down me stopping when he gets in between my legs to my clothed core.

his thumb circles my clit, and i have to bite my lip in order to not scream his name immediately.

“you’re so wet already, i love it. can i taste you baby?” he purrs, knowing exactly what kind of answer he’s getting, well aware of the state he put me in.

“y-yes, god, please do,” i beg him, and he works immediately to untie the strings of my bottoms and let them fall off, exposing myself to him.

the steam from the hot tub does not do me any favors in the burning heat in my core, both from that and the sheer fact i want him to fuck me senseless right now.

“mmm” matt begins,

“i knew your pussy would be pretty, just look at how beautiful you are,” he rubs his fingers between my wet folds and i blush at his words.

“i’m gonna show you how beautiful you are,” he says, right before pushing my legs further apart for him to suck my clit.

i can’t help myself from grabbing a handful of his brown locks and squeezing my legs together against his head, and he groans in response.

his groan sends vibrations further into my pussy, making it even more impossible to suffocate the loud moans escaping from my lips.

he goes to work making out with my core, and each suck, kiss, and moan makes me exponentially closer to exploding all over him.

“m-matt i feel it i’m-“ and he stops, i shoot him a confused look, attempting to get rid of the edge that’s holding me right now.

i rub my own clit, looking him in the eye and watch his breath hitch as i moan at my own self pleasure.

i almost manage to stick two fingers in myself, but before that happens he grabs my wrists, taking the pleasure from me yet again.

“i stopped because i want you to cum on my dick, can you do that for me?” he questions softly, rubbing his clothed erection on my pussy.

the feeling of it makes me buzz, “yes i can matt, fuck me,” i say in a mix of demanding and asking, and he removes himself from his black swim trunks and lets his throbbing dick spring out.

he pumps himself a few times before aligning up with my entrance. matt pushes himself in, lewd noises escaping from both of our mouths and bodies slapping against one another.

“yeah, take that shit baby. you’re doing so well.” he moans into my ear, his repeated statement of praise is music to me.

“you’re so beautiful, how can anyone be so perfect,” he breathes out, hard deep strokes becoming sloppier by the minute.

matt’s words cause me to hit dangerously close to cumming, and without warning i paint white all over his dick; but that doesn’t stop him”

“sorry i d-didn’t say it happened s-so fast,” i apologize as he keeps thrusting into me,

“mm don’t be sorry, you did just what i asked. i’m gonna cum too angel,”

“cum in me, matt”

he wastes no time arguing with me and releases shortly after into me; his and my own liquids leaking down my thigh.

i do my best to catch my breath, and he cups my face and presses a sweet kiss on my nose,

“i made a mess outta, you huh,” he laughs playfully, also trying to regain his own air.

i let out a tired laugh of my own “yeah, i’m gonna have to shower and go to bed; after all that, im surprisingly ready to sleep,” i tease and poke his chest, he drops his jaw pretending to be offended.

“yeah yeah, surprisingly, whatever. can i join you in that shower?” he suggests, handing me a towel before covering himself with one too.

“hm, only if you join me in my bed after,” i smile, wrapping my body in the soft material,

“deal,” he whispers, kissing my head, carrying me all the way to his bathroom, before grabbing my things and putting them on his bed.

except this time, it’s our bed.

[slickfordain]

POOKS I HAVE AN IDEA

Ahem...yandere aiden, logan, tyler n ash or whoever u want w WEAK READER N YK THEY R PRETTY OVERPROTECTIVD OF HER WHY? bc she is fragile af-- always manage to get herself injured in the most dunb ways possible n how tf is she gonna manage to survive in this realm? She needs them ‼️‼️

𝕭𝖗𝖚𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞 // School Bus Graveyard

TW: Yandere themed, NO NSFW, gore/injuries mentioned, fragile!female!reader who is paranoid and anxious, AU explanation-wise writing? It’s kind of short but it’s like an explanation what my SBG x reader AU is;;u ;

You don’t know how you even ended up here in this situation…. Restless sleep, insomnia, hallucinations,— Ah… Who am I kidding? You knew exactly what was happening and it all started way back when you were ordered to tutor around the new students. Being the one who wasn’t new, it was hard to keep a conversation with them because….. One would keep her distance away, one would be thrilled to nag the girl who distanced away, the twins didn’t give a damn, and… Ben and Logan were probably the only ones who ever offered to listen to you.

However despite those hours you eventually got to bond with them, all because of… Well…. You tripping down the stairs all of the sudden until Ashlyn caught you. And that’s where the spark happened… That’s what clicked in Ashlyn’s mind to suddenly want to protect you, with you in her arms looking hopeless and defenseless. The group claimed you as their pink princess but, you didn’t thought much of it….

And why they even bother to call you that, you still felt loved at least by your friends.

But… Every time you walk home after hanging out with them, especially on that trip, your hands wouldn’t stop shaking. The thought of that hideous creature behind Ashlyn…. You haven’t left your house since then, and gave excuses to your teacher even for him to understand.

You’ve never felt anything weird like this before… The ones you are looking to avoid were mostly creepy men, or just in general a group of people who you think could possibly bully you, or take advantage.

So why? Why did you suddenly have to endure horror?

❝[NAME]!!!❞

You’ve impaled yourself on accident by trying to get away from a monster, you’ve tripped and fallen into a dark void where you died by the fall, you even somehow died by trying to save Tyler, but you ended up dying anyways! It was getting so… So much harder…

You’ve gotten injured. Over, and over, and over again. It’s pissing Ashlyn, Aiden, Tyler— everyone off. It was as if they saw life flash before their eyes…. And while you’re alive in the real world, with no scratches or injuries, they couldn’t afford to lose you again. To make you hopeless, to make you unable to walk.

It was another dream, another dream where suddenly you’re locked in the bird cage Aiden had somehow decided to buy… You stared confused, yearning for an explanation…. But the boys and girls wouldn’t give you any.

❝Guys..? Please… I thought we were a team..❞

❝Princess… We are! We swear…! Please don’t take it badly! We’re doing this for your own good…❞

You couldn’t really argue with them. You’re just tired and you have been unable to get proper sleep… You suppose it’s okay but… It wasn’t getting better as you thought it would. Despite dreams having you only locked up every now and then, in the morning in reality- you are FOLLOWED constantly by either the twins, Ashlyn, Aiden, or Ben… Logan? Probably cameras in your house (not your bedroom or bathroom) to ensure you made it home safely.

It’s getting out of hand. It’s going bizarre, but are you doing something about it? NO! Their parents scares you! You don’t want to break your friendship either… You knew how easily broken they’d be… And… You don’t want to handle or deal with Aiden’s family, nor do you wanna karate with Ashlyn’s mother. You can’t even fight!

So the only thing you could do was just… Accept it as it is. And let it be… Although you probably aren’t aware that the parents adores you, finding you so sweet and matchable for their little children. You don’t pay attention to that, all you could focus on were your eyebags and your injured body…. There wasn’t anything, reality-wise, but God it stung that you could barely make it through school. Even though I kind of said you give excuses…. You still had to do exams for at least collage….

Don’t take them wrong, they’d love for you to stay safe and to not join the horror attraction… But also, after the reveal when the parents could also see the demonic creatures, it instantly clicks that you weren’t safe. Nor were your parents. (Don’t give a damn about your parents, they don’t like them)

They need you. They constantly need you. They can’t have you out of your cage, but they can’t have you out of the dreams as well…. Which considers leading it to having you as some sort of a motivation. They need you to support them for everything they do.

So when the parents are going into that situation, it’s best to believe they NEED you with them so nobody in reality can kidnap you while they’re asleep…. Fighting off monsters, you know?

And the shady guys? Do not worry a single thing about them at all.

I mean, what more could you possibly do than to be stuck in your own bedroom or classroom? You’re going nowhere near the stores or arcade. Not after that Logan incident, that is….

[fraux140]

König Headcanons

General, relationship, and NSFW. I hope you enjoy these! It's my first real post :)

General hcs

Had a cleft lip as a child and was part of the reason he was bullied. It was surgically repaired but there is still a scar

One of his parents is German and the other is Austrian which might explain why he has no Austrian dialect (lets pretend this is canon instead of activision just clumping all German speakers into one category lmao)

He has auburn hair but buzzes it so often that its hard to tell

LOVES Minecraft. He plays creative mode when he's trying to make masterpieces like city replicas or fantasy worlds, but loves the challenge of survival mode if he's playing with friends.

He was a total mama's boy as a kid. When his father tried to get him to 'man up' his mother was always there to protect him. Another reason he was bullied.

Chronic mansplainer but its unintentional. If you're discussing a topic he knows a lot about he will hijack the conversation and unload a bunch of info to you. He doesn't mean it maliciously.

Undiagnosed ADHD - explains why he has trouble staying still and was a bad candidate for being a sniper. But it isn't so bad that it is noticeable. He can mask it when he needs to.

Again with the ADHD thing. He hyperfixates on topics he finds interesting and even his job. Mission plan is memorised. Terrain? Memorised. Enemy info? Memorised. The ever-changing locations and nature of his job mean that he doesn't have to worry about succumbing to the boredom of monotony.

When he isn't deployed he is a beer drinker - particularly Stiegl Hell. A total beer snob as well. Any kind of American beer? Throw it away. Carling? Fosters? Sagres? Get that second rate crap away from him and prepare to be mansplained about how much better Austrian/German beer is than any other.

Has an apartment in the same neighbourhood as his parents' house so he can visit a lot when he's not deployed. His apartment is very basic and he stays there so his parents have their privacy. Their house is his home.

His mother is a seamstress and his father was a mechanic in the army. This man knows how to sew and how to keep his car healthy.

Unironically reposts alpha male quotes - not because he's a misogynist but because he genuinely believes he is the definition of an alpha male.

Teeny tiny bit of a superiority complex. Arrogant af. Stems from his size, strength, and skills. Finished Jagkdo selection second in his 'class'. It haunts him every day. Second place is the first to lose.

Is a genuinely unsettling guy. Not in a creepy way. He kind of just stands around and stares when he enters a place before deciding what to do. For example at the pub, he walks in and stares at the bar before deciding where to sit. Or if he sees somebody new, like somebody he thinks is particularly weird or someone attractive he will stare at them. It is a bit more intense than the typical 'German stare', and more off-putting because of his size.

Relationship hcs

If you're dating König, the first stages of your relationship will be spent trying to figure out how to be comfortable.

Like I said before, he is unsettling and might say something as such, coming across a bit too strong.

For example, if someone is annoying you at work he might offer to kill them. "I could hide the body no problem, schatz. Just ask." And he is very hard to read, so you can't tell if he's joking or not.

If his weirdness didn't scare you away and your relationship progresses, he unintentionally tries to manage you.

Packing a suitcase? You're doing it wrong. It's more efficient to fold the clothes like this to maximise space. Want to go for a walk? Not in those shoes. Function trumps fashion every time. Ordering at a foreign food restaurant? Let him do it for you, you're probably pronouncing it wrong. He's your passenger? You had time to pull out, liebling! Go for the overtake! Change lanes! Ffs schatzi, pull over and let him take the wheel.

Unintentionally condescending. You worked really hard on a new recipe? It's good, but he's had better at this restaurant. He recommends adding this and that...

You're complaining about how stressful your job is? Babe, you wouldn't know stress if it hit you in the face. Have YOU ever been shot at? Narrowly dodged an explosion? Being chased by enemies who are actively trying to kill you? Yeah, didn't think so...

Eventually it gets too much. You're on the verge of breaking up with him because he makes you feel like crap. He diminishes your achievements. Undermines your emotions. It's too much and being with him is making you hate yourself. And you don't deserve to feel this way.

After you tell him, he is mortified. He didn't think that his matter-of-fact way of speaking could be so mean and make you feel this way. He's so sorry, baby. Give him another chance? He'll show you how special you are to him!

After you forgive him and he agrees to change, life is much better. He gives more compliments, he listens more attentively and he tries to be more emotional instead of 'logical'. He comes to respect that you can feel a certain way about things happening in your life and doesn't have to compare it to himself.

He takes you hiking very often. So often that your legs are noticeably more toned. He buys you all of the expensive gear you need to hike in any terrain.

Sometimes sews little trinkets for you or embroiders something on your clothes - a skill he picked up from his seamstress mother.

When you tell him his alpha male quote sharing is cringe and makes him seem like an asshole, he begins to question how you see him. Don't you see how big and strong he is, baby?

When he finally gets it, he slowly starts to lose the façade. This front he puts up? It starts to come down. You want to be the big spoon? Go right ahead.

The new König loves to be doted on. Rub his belly. Run your hands through his hair/over his head if he's buzzed. Hug him. Cuddle with him on the couch. Tell him how big and strong he is - he eats it right up.

Loves working out with you. He likes showing you he's strong enough to protect you. Sit on his back while he doe push-ups. See? No problem. Look at how much weight is on this barbell! He can lift it no problem.

You told him that he can't live on ordering food from fancy restaurants every night. He needs to learn to cook. He's annoyed at first because he can afford it for both of you, but you make him learn how to cook. This time learning together in the kitchen brings you closer together. There is something beautiful about working so hard on a meal and enjoying the results together.

Sometimes he wants to surprise you when you come back from work with a new dish he'd invented. Wagyu steaks sautéed in lager and seasoned with rosemary and turmeric. It was disgusting. You couldn't find it within yourself to tell him.

NSFW hcs

When he was insecure and in his 'alpha male' stage, he was a total dom. Not that you didn't enjoy it.

Now that he's grown, he still loves fucking you in doggy or missionary or any position where he's in control. But now he'll let you ride him for as long as you want.

He LOVES laying back and watching you use his dick to get yourself off. Another reason he loves cowgirl is because he loves watching you struggle with the initial stretch of sinking onto his fat cock.

You tried to convince him to let you peg him once. He outright refused. Maybe he wasn't there yet.

Call him dirty all you want, he loves fucking you after you have worked out together. And you don't mind it either. Seeing him all hot and bothered and out of breath is a huge turn on for you.

Can be aggressive. He likes biting you but not to the point it draws blood.

Sends absolutely horrendous nudes when you're in public with no warning when he's deployed. You'll get a whatsapp notification and you open it to see a picture of his raging hard on while you're at work.

He gets creative with the angles. He tries different lighting. In a strange way you found it very romantic. His captions are atrocious though. 'He misses you', 'I wish I could shoot my sperms into you instead of bullets into my enemies', 'My cock is harder than my job'. They are honestly so fucking weird. But you have grown to love his weird little quips.

Likes roleplay. He likes to be a policeman while you're a petty thief. He's a burglar and he'll leave you alone if you give him something else.

Loves overpowering you. Sometimes when he's fresh home from deployment he will drive you two to the woods at night. He will give you a head start and then hunt you down like a predator. He was in the jagdkommando, darling, didn't you know that means 'Hunting commando'?

When he catches you, the adrenaline gets to the both of you and you fuck like wild animals. Biting, scratching, howling and begging. He always cums inside of you on nights like these, breeding you like a true animal

When you get home and after you've showered (he washes your back for you and kisses along the nape of your neck), he's showering you with kisses and cuddles while you settle into bed and watch something together on TV.

[heartlilith]

Drunk Confessional (Personal Astrology Observations)

Here are some of my observations and opinions on various placements while sipping on some dranks ;)))

🍻My Sun, Venus, and Mars are in my 8th house using Whole Sign System and using Placidus I have Moon and Venus in the 8th house. Any other 8th housers especially attracted to what others deem creepy/weird/dangerous? Whether it's people, topics of conversation, music taste, or superstitions. When I talk to my boyfriend about what happens after we die, he WON'T hear it. I got an Ouija board for Christmas one year and he wouldn't summon demons with me :( he's so scared lmfaooo. Also, my boyfriend has been to jail, has face tattoos, and is the embodiment of controversial. Any other 8th housers relate? No? Okay.

🍻Going off of ^^^. I met this girl one time at a ... facility ... and she went by the name Lilith; she's instagram famous, goth, loves witch shit, she's a satanist and basically she was everything that people side eyed. When I tell you I LOVED THIS GIRL. I wish we kept in contact, I swear I had heart eyes and I'm straight af. She was so intriguing and we became such good friends... I miss her. She was an Aries Sun, Aries Moon, Scorpio Rising. The coolest chick.

🍻I have 12th Pluto and Chiron (whole sign) and in the 11th house (Placidus) and I ghost everyone. Most times it's unintentional. Due to some issues at home, I up and left my hometown in the middle of the night to live with my boyfriend a couple states away and the next day my friends were like "Wtf? Where are you?".

🍻Guys I am the queen of running away when things get hard. Even when I was young. I'm not really sure what would indicate this? Maybe Uranus/Neptune in the 1st? 12th house Sagittarius? No clue. I'm a master escapist physcially, mentally, substance-ly ;).

🍻I have never had a "dream job" (Sun and Neptune square MC). All I know is I will be rich. I know it in my heart. I fucking better be.

🍻Actually ^ not true I wanted to be an Astronaut when I was like 5. URANUS IN THE 1ST... I am one with the aliens. This works for Aquarius rising, Uranus/Aquarius Dominant.

🍻Capricorn Rising/Saturn in the 5th house here and for all of you that claim prominent Capricorn placements are boring... let me tell you something... we are busy getting rich so fuck you

🍻I think prominent Earth placements (esp Cap), it's not the materialism that comes with being rich that we want... its the security. Like if life goes wrong in anyway, at least we have the resources to somehow make it better. It's a security blanket. I'd rather be crying in a mansion than crying in a shack. ALSO, most of us know what it's like to grow up poor or below the middle class line.

🍻So my placements - Lilith in the 1st house especially. I'm always reading posts about being sexually wanted or some version of that. Let me tell you I wear sweatpants and sweatshirts most of the time. That profile pic over there? Yeah I don't look like that most days. I feel like since this placement gets sexualized a lot and gets exposed sexually at a young age ... it results in this. Male attention? I used to need that, now I hate men (at least most of them). Scorpio MC and Lilith in Capricorn too.

🍻Scorpio MC - yes I want to be feared. I want to hold power over people that makes them think twice about fucking with me. But not feared in a way that they think I'm mean or rude... feared as in powerful, like a boss type of way. In reality, I run from confrontation and am too scared to stick up for myself but WE ARE WORKING ON IT. Check back in 10 years. I feel like Sun/Lilith in the 10th house, prominent Capricorn placements, prominent Scorpio placements, Aries placements, and Leo placements feel this too.

🍻I have Mars in the 7th house and in terms of romantic relationships, yes I am the problem.

🍻Aries in the 3rd house and the only person I've physcially fought is my sister. I beat the hoe.

🍻MY SISTER ... OK, HOLD ON NOW. SIT DOWN FOR THIS ONE. Let me know WHY this girl is a Taurus Sun, Taurus Moon, Aries Mercury, Taurus Venus, Virgo Mars... (I think her rising is Virgo but not confirmed) ... she goes into work one day, 2 hours late cause she overslept and when her boss confronted her she said "I don't believe in the concept of time" WTF. This is the only thing that makes me doubt astrology. Just kidding, I guess its all the Taurus but ??? Still I'm confused.

🍻Since she was Earth dominant ^, she never had to study for tests in school. She had an almost perfect average and never studied. Meanwhile my ADHD ass (Moon square Jupiter, Sun/Mars (3rd house ruler) opposition Neptune, Neptune in the 1st, Sun opposition Uranus) struggled with a 2.8 in high school.

🍻My mom is a Taurus Sun Libra Moon and my dad is a Scorpio Sun Sagittarius Moon. They aren't together anymore, but when I tell you they're children in old people bodies... me and my parents are more like friends if anything. I was never grounded, never in trouble for what other people my age were in trouble for, and my friends liked them more than me I swear.

🍻Having a lot of Leo in the chart mixed with a healthy scoop of Cancer may make someone kind of dramatic... but it's how I really feel guys ok? Yes, the fact that I have to wake up tomorrow at 8am is sending me rn. Off a ledge. Into a river. Never to return. I would rather eat dirt.

🍻12th house profection year and I never want to go to bed. I never want the day to end. Sleep is a bummer right now. Even when I do sleep I wake up like 100 times. Mostly cause my cat needs pets and who am I to deny him?

🍻ANYONE WITH AN EARTH MOON, ESPECIALLY VIRGO LIKE ME OR 6TH HOUSE. Get a pet. Get one. They rely on you and need you and love you to death. Someone/something NEEDING an Earth/Virgo Moon?! A dream. I love to be needed. I have a dog (1 year) and two kitties (7 months)... they are my literal children that I birthed.

🍻My boyfriend is a Cancer Sun, Aquarius Moon, Leo Mercury & Venus, and Libra Mars... I would pay money to see the female version of him. He's such a brat. BUT he is so fun to be around and is my best friend. His moon is in my 1st house, Sun in my 7th, Venus in my 8th and Mars in my 9th.

🍻Speaking of Aquarius Moon... I've met people with this moon sign and all of them have a detached sense of family in some way or another. Whether they don't have a close relationship with them or they're super independent. My boyfriend was adopted!

That's all for tonight folks xoxo

If I offended you in anyway, no I didn't.

[hurpdurpburps]

Kozakura and Toriko

SPOILER WARNING: major spoilers up to Vol 8 of the novels, screenshots of the manga-exclusive Kozakura POV Special Chapter 10 and two passing mentions of minor character development in Vol 9 of the novel (currently only in Japanese).

Vol 10 of the English manga was released yesterday, and re-reading the Kozakura POV Special Chapter at the end reminded me why it was actually my favourite of all the ones published so far, and why I am so enamoured with Kozakura as a character.

I know that a lot of the fandom is amused by the idea of Sorawo having a harem (and it's true - Miyazawa straight up confirms Runa's crush in Vol 9 and has regularly insinuated at Kozakura's feelings throughout the volumes), but I think not nearly enough people talk about Kozakura's dynamic with Toriko, or how the story unfolds from her perspective as literally the "only grown-up in the room" before Migiwa's introduction.

So this post is gonna talk about that.

There are multiple times where the story depicts Kozakura favouring Sorawo over Toriko, such as in when she asked Sorawo to accompany her back home because she was scared, or when she decided to call only Sorawo to go over to her house to collect the free hot springs tickets. A lot of people chalk it up to Kozakura liking Sorawo, but if anything I think this behaviour is more of a manifestation of the lack of guilt towards her, compared to the boatload she has towards Toriko.

In the novels, we as readers feel the disgust and dread from Sorawo's POV as someone retroactively discovering that her friend was a victim of grooming.

But what about Kozakura? If you think about the OP character chart from a bird's eye view, she wasn't a victim - nor exactly an innocent bystander. If anything, she'd be an accessory to a predator, being a late-20s/early-30s adult witnessing her similar-aged coworker rope in who was a literal teenager at the time to traversing and exploring a creepy af alternate reality, and doing absolutely fuck all about it.

Miyazawa made a deliberate decision here, to write in no uncertain terms, that Kozakura was conscious of what Satsuki was doing to Toriko, or the impropriety lurking beneath the dynamics of their "tutor-student" relationship. Kozakura saw it coming - his writing leaves no room for other interpretations - and she let it happen.

And how does she cope with this guilt? Kozakura could've avoided Toriko's attempts at reaching out after Satsuki's disappearance. It would've been easy I think, for Kozakura to simply break off all contact. A simple "our mutual friend is gone so bye" would've sufficed to send Toriko packing for good. Toriko is an abysmally shy girl - and unlike Sorawo, Kozakura knew that side of her from the start. Kozakura is clearly not afraid or incapable of conveying her displeasure, but nonetheless makes the conscious, harder decision to make Toriko feel comfortable enough to stick around.

Kozakura unexpectedly grows more accustomed to taking care of Toriko, plus her new sidekick Sorawo, over time. So much so that by the time Vol 6 rolls around, she pretty much gives up her house and lets our dynamic duo do what they want. By extension, I think her guilt over not doing anything to help Toriko in the past was a driving factor behind her decision to take in Kasumi. In a sense, it's a do-over, and now she's right there from the start to make sure the train doesn't derail. I'm happy to reveal that her efforts have paid off - Kasumi's communication abilities have greatly improved in Vol 9. Now the kid says hi, eats ice cream on the couch obediently when ordered to do so, and quotes entire Wikipedia pages psychically or whatever.

The complicated vortex of envy, jealousy and guilt doesn't stop Kozakura from trying to do right by Toriko, but that doesn't mean it's easy to face her either. Coupled with Sorawo's many similarities to her missing crush (emotional erh, robustness, vague physical resemblance, bravery regarding all things Otherside) and the lack of a complicated interpersonal history, it's no wonder why Kozakura intuitively prefers talking to our protagonist than the poor Bird Girl she allowed to be manipulated. And I don't think she's very conscious of this inclination herself.

Personally, I prefer this interpretation of Kozakura's behaviour, rather than the more popular everyone-likes-Sorawo take (not that it's not valid, unsupported, or fun). Also, this is my all-vibes no-evidence theory, but Kozakura totally seems to me like someone who'd only be into older women, not younger...

But that's probably just me projecting. I relate to Kozakura's position quite a bit, as a late-20s woman who leads a team of mostly early-20s younger women fresh out of university, like a naggy mother hen.

Many stories depict difficult situations from the eyes of a victim, survivor, or even perpetrator, but not enough explore the guilt of someone who acknowledges that she could've stopped a bad thing from happening, in my opinion. And she forces herself to atone by proactively keeping an eye for these girls. While maintaining that superior holier-than-thou attitude towards her kids lol. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh I love Miyzawa's takes so much.

This is a 5am, caffeine-fueled ramble. It's not particularly insightful or profound, but I have a lot of energy right now and decided to pen down these surging thoughts.

And yeah - buy the manga! The Kozakura POV shorts add such a rich dimension to these already-deeply introspective novels, and personally I think it really highlights Miyazawa's hyperawareness of complicated, problematic interpersonal dynamics.

PS. I wonder how many volumes we have to reach before finally knowing Kozakura's first name lol.

[rabbit-surfboard]

Fictional podcast recs

One of my friends got into audio drama and I just sent them a whole list of recommendations to go through, I thought someone who follows these tags might also appreciate it and perhaps have some more to throw in. I resisted the urge to throw in the little blurb about audio dramas as a weird little medium and their tropes that I wrote up. It was something to the effect of nodding at how the medium has rapidly been improving since Welcome to Nightvale started, also how a lot of the tropes that tie the medium together are products of the indie podcast scene being accessible and primarily based in audio. Also at how well horror works in the format. Those paragraphs went unsaved but writing first about the medium in general helped me to reflect on a lot of the things that make audiodramas appealing or repulsive to me for discussing each show in brief beyond just explaining what they're about.

All recommendations are tagged for the tldr.

Fiction podcast recommendations in no particular order:

The Magnus Archives

Horror

The biggest criticism I ever had of this podcast’s voice acting from episode 1 turned out to be a relevant plot point. This thing is probably the best of the best, but I would never recommend it to someone unfamiliar with podcasts because the listener only notices a plot hook somewhere between episodes 20-40 and that’s daunting in the face of a 200 episode show. Getting sucked in rewards you with 200 episodes of thoughtful content and a great explanation for most of the weird things this show chooses to incorporate.

Old Gods of Appalachia

Horror

Fantastic production quality on this ongoing show. Many seasons with interconnected lore and a hell of a narrator. It’s not my personal favorite but it’s quite excellent.

Red Valley

Found footage mystery

One of the newer shows I’ve gotten into, Red Valley is well-crafted. It becomes compelling very quickly with a rapid pace that slows down to land in a neat spot for a while so you can savor the cool parts. The production quality is excellent and the two main voice actors have excellent chemistry. The third and final season is currently being produced.

The Silt Verses

Horror

Often compared to American Gods, this newer podcast made by an experienced team is doing a lot of creative and fresh things at once. The magnificently fucked up religious system of The Silt Verses is both a neat plot vehicle and cleanly works as a criticism of late stage capitalism, where many podcasts like to jab at capitalism this one is much more pointed in its commentary. Episodes are long and very well produced. All the credits in the third season have been mostly diegetic and add flavor to the world.

Archive 81

Found footage horror

Slow to start but by season 2 the production quality and plot are among the best in the game. Unfortunately, on an extended hiatus.

Ars Paradoxica

Science fiction, historical

Very well produced considering its age, this is a highly regarded show among people who follow the medium. Excellent time travel mechanics here. The plot drags a bit by the end because time travel stories must violently contort themselves into a conclusion, but the first season or two are fantastic and it’s always nice to have an ending instead of interminable hiatus.

Caravan

Gay demons n stuff

Showed up, did magic and gay shit, disappeared and went on hiatus probably with some kinda unsatisfying cliffhanger seeing as I don’t remember the plot. Could I recommend it in good faith? Not until they at least cough up season 2. I don’t remember it being bad and that alone is notable for the medium.

Mabel

Gothic horror

This is the deepest cut on the list except for maybe Caravan. Lesbians pine at each other for increasingly complicated reasons, eventually devolving into them doing datura and then spewing cryptic poetry together for the rest of their days. The production quality is fair. The slow windup and creepy house are American-gothic af. This show has had a few hiatuses, but each time it comes back significantly more intriguing.

Welcome to Nightvale

Goofy spooky news broadcast

Old and iconic, not very consistent. Sometimes explores emotional, tense, spooky, or funny scenes well, but the show is really focused on being local news for an ooky spooky desert town because Cecil is damn good at his job. Don’t come here looking for plot, it’s a fun vibe and I don’t know that anybody’s ripped it off and notably improved on this classic. Above average production quality for its time which improved through the years.

Alice isn’t Dead

USA road trip, horror

Made by at least one of the Nightvale writers, totally different show with a lesbian trucker making wry observations of some magnificently twisted shit seen around the United States. The producers know how to run a show, so the production is pretty good.

Tanis

Found footage horror

Tanis is not good. However, it was the first fiction podcast to make me ask “Is this real?” and hesitantly believe it for a frankly embarrassing number of episodes. The stories in the first season were interesting and the lore is just some big-tent conspiracy style of cramming a bunch of fun Wikipedia research into what turns out to be an increasingly nonsensical plot. Every season after the second, I return to hate-listen and am gaslit into thinking the show might low-key rock a few episodes before the finale, which is routinely frustrating and makes sure to throw out any good plot points Terry Miles comes up with. The acting is routinely terrible, and the frame narrative allows lazy and frequent retcons, ruining what I think is a good premise. Also it’s incomplete.

The Black Tapes

Horror

Terry Miles started this show before Tanis began releasing about 5 months later. I think of it as one of his earlier works because it behaves like Tanis with an added layer of cringe from a time waster of an awkward romance(?) between the two main characters. I couldn’t finish this show. You won’t see this recommended as often as it used to be online because there’s many better shows now, but this used to be a big deal. There’s a bunch of memes making fun of the annoying cadence of the characters’ speech and iconic sponsorship reads in both this and Tanis. If you’re interested in some cringe atop your creepypasta podcast, the two are interchangeable.  

Rabbits

ARG investigation

Not as horror focused as Terry Miles’ other shows, the cringe is dialed down and the show is better for it. Tanis and The Black Tapes are more well known, I think the only reason more people don’t think about this one is because the first two don’t inspire trust in the production or narrative quality of this show, but I remember it being fine for a season. I have not gone back to catch up now that more is out.

Malevolent

Horror

Inspired by The King in Yellow, one man performs two voices and verbally abuses himself with aplomb. Having a blind main character with an extra voice in his head is a frame story I haven’t heard yet (unless it came up in the magnus archives and I don’t remember), the concept works out great for the frame of a podcast to deploy the environmental imagery that foley cannot communicate. It also prevents the podcast trope of lengthy exposition about visual surroundings from sounding awkward or potentially impacting someone’s character development to show setting.

Wolf 359

Comedy, science fiction

A crew of whacky characters is stuck in deep space, hanging out and researching a star. Since that’s not actually very interesting they crack jokes and fuck around for a slow burn until interesting stuff happens. Good but not great, this one is long and satisfying and a bit less heavy than all the horror this medium often focuses on. Decent production quality.

The White Vault

Found footage horror

I lost patience with this podcast even though the overarching story seemed very cool – it progresses very slowly yet appears to grow bigger and more confusing instead of deigning to answer basic questions for a frustratingly long drag through the first four seasons. I worry that this frustration may be the point and the Patreon gated stories are the drivers for this tendency towards the confusing patchwork of ideas this show communicates. The production quality is good though.

The Left Right Game

Found footage horror

Genuinely great reddit creepypasta got turned into an overproduced podcast – I say “over” in comparison to the voice acting quality because it’s kind of impossible to sell some of the lines, which makes sense considering the source. Brief, complete, punchy, interesting, and just a little odd to hear such a clean production but a creepypasta this fun deserves the effort.

Wooden Overcoats

Comedy

Surprisingly good production quality for its age, and also a refresher from the usual tropes of the medium. Just a chill sitcom about a funeral parlor in a small town. I haven’t finished this 4 season show yet but its good.

The Black List Table Reads

Movie script readings

Some movie scripts just short of making the cut to be turned into a full Hollywood production were well liked enough by a group of film nerds that sat down to act them out as a podcast. Half of the episodes are interviews with screenwriters, and the other half see a script read all the way through by actors. They’re all rejected for different reasons so there’s a pretty broad spread of genres. My favorites were Blood From a Stone and Balls Out.

[midnightwriter21]

demon slayer hcs: how you meet pt 2

characters: fem!reader x zenitsu, shinobu, tengen & his wives

warnings: spiders, minor injuries, polyamory

ZENITSU

he's a sweetheart omg

you guys meet in the forest with the spider demons

you're a slayer

a pretty strong one too. not hashira level but you're working on it

you're weakness?

spiders, bugs, anything creepy and crawly

but isn't that everyones weakness?

idk know how you were convinced to go fight a spider demon

bc personally? ain't no way

but anyways

you get separated from the group of slayers you were working with

so ur alone

when u hear some bushes rustling or som

so u look down and boom

a spider

with a human head

FUCK. THAT.

you take off running and i mean fast

so fast you can't even see where ur going

and bam u run head first

into zenitsu

who coincidently was running from the same thing as u

he realizes ur human, grabs ur hand and TAKES TF OFF

ZOOMMMMM

ur gone

until u meet spider demon w the house

zenitsu passes tf out, ur shitting urself just a little bit, and then

zenitsu handles tf out that demon

while asleep?!

hot af

sleepy zenitsu could get it

SHINOBU

idk somethin abt her irritates me

she still fine asf tho

shes a top fs

you're a slayer

and you were on an easy mission

prob a low ranked demon

and then shit

a lower moon pulls up

low key fucks u and ur comrades up

somehow yall kill it

and your brought back to the butterfly mansion to be treated

and we all know miss gurl shinobu is running that mf

so shes obv overseeing your recovery

for some reason the other slayers heal faster than you did

wonder why?

perhaps purposely ripping ur stiches to spend more time around a pretty lady?

noooooo you would neverrrr

thats exactly what u were doing

and shinobu knows it too

but she plays dumb cause she thinks its sweet that you admire her enough to delay your recovery and cause urself that pain

she does poke u a lil too hard when redoing ur stitches tho

takes care of u til ur ready to go on another mission

TENGEN + wives

he's so fine for what

can we make this foursome into a fivesome?

sooo ur not a slayer

ur not a kunoichi

not a fighter at all

just a cute lil civilian

you meet the wives before you meet tengen

you're out shopping

need some new clothes

or maybe you have an event that you need some new jewelry for

gotta look flashy yk

so you finish your shopping and walk out of the store when your knocked flat on ur ass

it was suma

she was running from makio after making her mad

and she ran straight. into. you.

she immediately burst into tears because she felt so bad

makio is yelling at her for knocking you down

and hina is trying to calm them both down

and ur jus like "wtf is goin on"

you feel fine until you stand up

you hit the ground again

ankle = sprained

que the guilty sobbing from suma

the girls carry you to a bench to assess the damage and this grabs tengens attention all they way from the inside of another store

like "who is getting attention from my wives?"

VERY UNFLASHY

jealous af

until he sees u

a cute little civilian women in pain

and his wives fawning over you

he introduces himself and gets the story of what happened

calms suma and makio down

and apologizes on their behalf

meanwhile ur in awe

um hello?? a literal god is standing in front of you apologizing for his wives

WIVES??

AS IN PLURAL? MORE THAN ONE???

he checks ur ankle

his hand wraps around ur entire leg

dudes hands are big af

not the only thing on him thats big

to make it up to you he carries you to a very flashy cafe

where you all sit and have tea and snacks together while you rest ur injured ankle

tengen pays

does this count as a first date??

i love them

[callmebrycelee]

9-1-1 REACTION

Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! I believe I spoke too soon!!! Last week, I said the episode "No Place Like Home" was one of the strongest episodes in a very long time. While I do agree with that sentiment, I think this past week's episode is even better! But hey! I'm getting ahead of myself! Let me start over. This reaction is for the season 8, fifth episode "Masks" which originally aired October 24, 2024. The episode was written by Taylor Wong and directed by Christine Khalafian. Spoilers ahead!

It's been a long time since I've been this enchanted by an episode which is funny to say considering how much I gushed over the last episode. This episode was just so ... perfect! It was the perfect mix of comedy and drama. The scenes involving Buck had me laughing until my face hurt while Hen and Karen's storyline left me sobbing on my sofa. Also, Aisha Hinds deserves all the awards. No one on this show can go there emotionally like she can. Her acting in this episode rivals her performance in the episode "Malfunction". Speaking of acting, let's talk about the best plot of the episode.

Best plot?

This is really a hard one. I thought both of our major plots this episode were pretty amazing for different reasons. However, for the sake of keeping things balanced, I'm going to give it to Buck's plot. Now that Gerrard is gone, our resident Golden Retriever is back to being fun again! Halloween is approaching and the 118 have been delegated the task of turning the firehouse into a haunted house. The budget at the LAFD must be really nice if they can afford to go all out the way they did. Buck's contribution to the decorations is a creepy AF dehydrated-looking prop dead body he got from a Hollywood warehouse. The night of the haunted house, he shows it off to a group of kids. When the 'fake' corpse's arm snaps off, Buck sees there are tendons still attached. Turns out, our fake dead body is not so fake. In the words of Evan Buckley, he's real, he's real, he's real, he's real.

After dislocating his shoulder responding to an emergency involving a man's head trapped inside of a rotting pumpkin, Buck does some digging (pun totally intended) on the dead body. He learns the remains belong to an outlaw named William James McCurdy. McCurdy's nickname was Billy Boils due to large pustules that covered his body. Buck thinks he's been cursed by Billy Boils and to make matters worse, the morning after he dislocates his shoulder, he wakes up with giant boils all over his face.

The episode ends with Buck facilitating a proper burial for McCurdy (aka Billy Boils) and acknowledging the betrayal he suffered by those in his posse. If anyone knows what it feels like to have the people you trust turn their back on you and leave you behind, it's Buck and to a certain degree it's also Tommy who is there by his side through the whole ordeal. Overall, I thought this story did a great job of reminding us that Buck has found his own posse, a group of loyal individuals who will have his back no matter what. I loved the moments between Tommy and Eddie. I really like their dynamic and I hope we get to see more of it. I also think this is one of Oliver Stark's most comedic performances. I hope we get more fun Buck moments throughout the rest of the season.

Best Emergency Sequence?

The emergency involving the two students, their principal, and Denny is the best emergency sequence of the episode. It started off so innocently. I'm not a fan of Halloween pranks but the principal completely overreacted. His decision to get in his car and chase after the two girls was completely unhinged and his actions led to the tragic moment of the episode. A part of me was like, they are NOT about to kill little Denny Wilson off and the other part of me was like, what if they do kill him off. That would really up the dramatic stakes for Hen and Karen - as if they haven't already been put through the ringer this season. Denny's acting was pretty great this episode and it makes me wonder why he isn't a part of the main cast. Declan Pratt has been in most of the episodes so far this season and Gavin McHugh, who plays Christopher, has technically only been in one episode although we do get to see him in a photograph in this episode. I'm not trying to get in between Gavin and his money. All I'm saying is that Declan is putting in a lot of work this season and should be considered for the main cast next season.

Anyway, I digress. Hen is absolutely devastated by the events and it doesn't help that she's already feeling pretty guilty for having to miss celebrating Halloween with Denny and Mara. The moment that really got me is when the 118 arrive on the scene and Chimney sees Mara and Jee-Yun. The way he put two and two together and tried to warn Hen before she saw Denny gave me goosebumps. Kudos to Hen for simultaneously losing it and keeping it together while tending to Denny. I especially felt for Karen because she isn't a first responder so all she could do was stand back and watch. This must be every parent's worst nightmare. Things can happen so quickly and whether you're there like Karen or not like Hen, bad stuff can still happen.  Thankfully Denny is alright. I loved how the 118 and Tommy were all at the hospital in support. They really are a family and I have a feeling that's going to be a theme we get all season long. After the whole ordeal with fostering Mara last season and the Olivia Ortiz of it all and now this, I think we need to give the Wilson family a break. They've been through enough. Just give me nothing but sweet family moments between Hen, Karen, Denny, and Mara for the rest of the season. You hear me, writers!?

Episode MVP?

In an episode where Buck and Hen were our main focus, I have to give the Episode MVP award to our hot pilot, our bestest boyfriend - Tommy Kinard. It felt so good to have him back this episode and I totally wasn't expecting to get so much of him. Tommy is at the hospital when Buck dislocates his shoulder, he's caring for Buck at the loft, he's with the rest of the 118 while Denny is in surgery, and he dons his best suit to accompany Buck to the cemetery at the end of the episode. The man is the definition of showing up and a part of me is curious as to how the Buddie shippers are going to spin this. Tommy is a good guy and his heart is pure and yet they still hate him. I know what they think shouldn't bother me but it's really frustrating how far they're willing to go to villainize not only Tommy but the actor that plays him. Shout-out to Lou Ferrigno, Jr.! You are aging like fine wine, you sexy beast!

BuckTommy Corner

Speaking of Tommy, this week's BuckTommy Corner totally makes up for the lack of BuckTommy moments we got in the last three episodes. Tim Minear and company knew we were starving and he fed us so well this episode. First thing I want to talk about is our newest, canonical ship. The relationship between Tommy and Eddie is something this show needs more of. The scene where Tommy shows up at the hospital and Buck is explaining how he ended up dislocating his shoulder, I thought it was hilarious when Eddie kept interrupting. Also, I love the very subtle choice of having Eddie read a Sports Illustrated with swimsuit model on the cover. It reminds me of that Kim Kardashian meme where she's like 'I'm dropping hints that I'm single'. In this case, you can swap single for heterosexual. Another thing I found funny considering the ongoing shipwars on Tumblr, X, and Reddit, Eddie has way more chemistry with Tommy than he has with Buck which is another indicator that Buddie will remain fanon and fanon only.  But this isn't Buddie Corner - it's BuckTommy Corner and I loved the little moments of domestic bliss we got. Since we don't get to see Tommy every episode, it's important they find ways to show the evolution of he and Buck's relationship without being hamfisted about it. The way Tommy supports Buck in this episode tells me they have reached the stage in the relationship where both parties are completely comfortable with each other. I love the contrast between how Eddie supports Buck and how Tommy supports Buck. Eddie's way of supporting his best friend is to give him shit and poke fun at him while Tommy lets Buck be Buck but doesn't overindulge him. He gives advice when it's appropriate and shows up when he needs to. What I also like about Tommy's boyfriend abilities is how he listens actively. When Buck was rambling on and on about the curse, Tommy was so focused on hearing every detail even when he thought that Buck was being ridiculous. And lest we forget, the man got dressed up to attend the funeral of a man who's been dead over a 100 years. I don't know about y'all but I would love to have a partner like Tommy. Tommy's the kind of guy who won't be able to post your bail because he'd be right there in the cell with you.

I don't want to celebrate too much but I have a strong feeling that BuckTommy is going to last a long time. The level of care this canonical ship is getting by the writers and Tim Minear is on par with Hen and Karen. And Bobby and Athena. And Chimney and Maddie. I also get the feeling there's plans to make Tommy a part of the fire fam. He's now commented twice on how much he admires the 118 and how supportive they are of each other. I think Buck is going to take steps to make Tommy feel more included. Him sitting in that waiting room with the rest of the 118 felt so right. It felt natural. I think if you asked Athena or Bobby or Hen, they would tell you that Tommy's one of them. He's part of the family. Okay, it's time to end this bad boy. I really enjoyed this episode. I'm really enjoying this season. If season 8 were an album, there would be no skips so far. I hope we keep this momentum as we approach the winter hiatus which usually comes around episode 8 or 9. I'd be remiss if I didn't mention yet again the network change. ABC is the perfect home for a show like this and by shifting networks, I feel like there's more longevity for the series. There's so many stories we can tell and as long as Angela Bassett. Peter Krause, and the other main actors are willing to stick around, I think we can look forward to more seasons down the road. Until next time!

[ghaniblue]

Reading list: October

I barely read any fic this month so it's a short list. HP only.

>> september recs <<

🫀 Raising Hell! by @wolfpants (Drarry, E, 21k)

Harry and Draco are sent undercover as a married couple to investigate a dodgy Muggle love cult. Something evil is lurking in Glastonbury… but to get to it, the reluctant partners must be initiated first. And this is, after all, a love cult…

Their sexual chemistry is off the charts in this, and that cult is creepy af.

🪨 Hexes to Lovers by @hoko-onchi-writes (Drarry, E, 4,5k)

Draco and Harry are Unspeakables on a truly pointless mission. Draco insults Harry. Harry likes it.

They are such annoying disasters in this, I love it.

🛶 shake from the oar by spessartine (Regulus, Lestrange brothers, R, 5k)

Cold worlds shake from the oar.

The spirit of blackness is in us, it is in the fishes.

-- Crossing the Water by Sylvia Plath

I'm continuing my attempt to hunt down and read all of spessartine's fic. I love her Regulus, and her prose is dreamy. This one has Reggie caught in the middle of Death Eater drama or Black family drama (spoiler: it's both). No fluff anywhere, and some implied sexual violence.

🍬 The Set by pauraque (Regulus/Sirius/Slughorn, E, 4k)

'The whole Black family had been in my House, but Sirius ended up in Gryffindor! Shame — he was a talented boy. I got his brother, Regulus, when he came along, but I'd have liked the set.'

Slughorn as a hedonistic manipulator will always be my favourite characterisation of him. He plays the boys so well.

[cator99]

The conversation went like this: general pleasantries followed by her being like I'm so relieved you reached out to me because I really just want to have a more positive relationship with all of you guys and I know how annoying it is when a landlord isn't able to deal with things in a timely manner I get it I'm a renter too... i get the sense that, just as i had over-prepared for the conversation, she had over-prepared to apologize for the fact that the basement bathroom has a recurring leak issues that get patched up and then continue to cause issues meanwhile she's literally going through a divorce and has to keep postponing because she wants to be there when the repair dudes come to make sure they're doing their job properly but she has a big trial coming up and had to put it off by another week, it's really no big deal tbh... I assured her that she's been doing a fantastic job at staying on top of things and communicating with us oh my fucking god okay new girl is banging that fugly creepy white boy she keeps bringing over so god damn loud l cant wait for her to gtfo anyways yeah so we basically just spent 10 minutes getting on the same page like we good we good she just wants to make sure that everyone is chill in the house and we had a really good talk about what we all want from this but TLDR once we got down to business it went like this:

Me: Pins Girl is the problem

Her: omg slay I fucking hate her please go on

Me: yaaaas she fucking sucks here's some tea sis....

Her: ok work so I'm not crazy for being like maddd uncomfortable around her like one time this thing happened...

Me: omg lol no seriously she's vile here's another wild example related to your anecdote....

Her: no way bestie she did that to me too. Just 0 to 100 in an instant I didnt even know what to do just being accused of every -ism under the sun

Me: yeah no that's just kind of how things go with her you cant get so much as an innocent Hello in without her immediately labeling it a hostile attack

Her: yas okay good riddance so what's the deal with this new girl she's her friend should I be concerned

Me: oh girl.......... so, no not really she's a sweetheart and also– thank god– fully employed. Absolutelyyy messy as hell tho so that's one of my biggest concerns. I think it would be best if you didn't add her to the lease no shade but she's really not a great fit since we're all older and chill and clean af

Her: ...and the rest of the concerns? Oh my god do you think [PG] will try to move back in if we decline her friend???

Me: no wayy she wants OUT out she's already got a new place lined up and her shit in boxes at the door waiting to be hauled off forever

Her: omg like. Far? Like is she moving far? Please tell me she's moving sooo far

Me: yes lmao dont even worry I dont know the exacts but it's nowhere even near here

Her: okay slayyyyy thank you for being dope as hell it's such a relief that this crazy person is gone so we can all just chilllll

Me: okay so about that

Her: ohhh no

Me: yes so you already know what we're dealing with. You know how she deemed me unworthy of being on speaking terms with her? I didn't mind that at all and really just kept tf to myself. Then suddenly she moves in this friend of hers and I just assumed this was done with some sort of approval from you, because that would be the normal thing to do.

Her: okay that's kind of wack, do you guys not like get a vote on these sorts of things

Me: I stayed out of it plus like I'm really not gonna start questioning her and risk putting myself in the line of fire and everyone is pretty much in that position as well

Her: omg no fr...

Me: so like I just kept to myself and my work without thinking about it... then I find out she was living here totally off the record when PG sent that email requesting that she be added to the lease. That's when the conversation opened up. And listen this new girl is super young super naive didnt realize that she was even doing anything wrong and then suddenly everyone's totally freaking out and realizing that this goes against the lease agreement and that if you find out, our ability to live here is jeopardized. She got us into hot water and then just... left us to deal with the consequences.

Her: she's still legally bound by the lease until it changes so if anything goes wrong she wont be escaping accountability no matter how many -isms she throws at me. I want this to work for all of us and we got this trust thang between us and I wouldn't evict you guys omg evictions are seriously sooo annoying and *most* of you have been great tenants especially (names everyone except for the unemployed ftm) they're all super chill and mature and we've had great conversations so yeah I'm just glad she's gone

Me: incredible yaas I love honesty. She has been actively impeding our ability to have a productive working relationship with you and each other it's so crazy

Her: literallyyyy😁🥂🔥yipeee

Me: yippee yaaaaay yay 😇☝️💯

Her: okay so my game plan is to interview the new girl irl like no zoom bs I really wanna read her vibes and decide if this is worth it... I'll give her a chance but if that doesn't work out... I mean... tee hee..... the yearly house inspection is coming up...

Me: ok that's so dope. She's gonna be moving upstairs once PG vacates so its gonna be pretty hard to hide the fact someone's right there even just doing a quick walk-through

Her: yeah so if things don't go well and I decide against putting her on the lease and they still don't admit to having her there then at least I can talk to them about it when the inspection happens and be chill about it and pretend like I totally had no idea. We can work something out as long as everything is good you know what I mean... okay if you need anything at all dont even hesitate to give me a call

Me: absolutely and if I have any updates I'll let you know ASAP, lmk if you need anything srsly I dont want to cause you any more stress like from what i understand you've had a stressful enough year

Her: yes good lord i have, thank you for being considerate..... seriously it's been hellish and this conversation has been such a relief

etc etc obviously the conversation was longer and more thorough but you get the gist. She's awesome. We hung up and I skipped my way to the grocery store

[the-fiction-witch]

The Babysitter

The Media Nanny Mcphee

Character Simon Brown (Age up)

Couple Simon X Reader

Rating SMUT AF AF

Warning: Semi non-consent / aged up smut /

I rolled my eyes and sighed, as I stood at the top of the stairs my father was going out with Evangeline for the evening meaning we needed a babysitter. I utterly protested the idea but he was insistent, After all this time he still doesn't trust me! Then again I suppose my childhood of chasing away nannies this is my pay for it, nineteen and still having a bloody babysitter. Then again there are a lot of kids in this house and I'll just wanna stay in the bedroom so... maybe it's not all that bad an Idea, even if I'm not happy about it. 

My father and Evangeline came out from wishing everyone goodbye in the playroom and were faced with me, 

"Simon stop pouting," he said, 

"I'm not pouting."

The door knocked and he rolled his eyes, "Be nice." He said going to answer it, 

I stuck my tongue out but I admit... I was taken aback by what stepped through the door. Most of our babysitters had been older women from town but...

She was young with a bun of sweet hair and a long blue dress she... she's beautiful. But I stiffened myself.

They gave her some basic info and they headed off shutting the door leaving her and I alone. 

"Good Afternoon Master Brown." She cooed, 

"Uhhh After- Afternoon." I nodded, "And you are?"

"Y/n. The Babysitter."

"Ahh." I glared, 

"I hope you don't mind you seem a little old for a babysitter?" She giggled, 

"Yeah, I'm nineteen."

"Aww a year younger then me," she giggled, "seems a little odd."

"I have uhhh I have a lot of siblings,"

"Ohh I see, I take it you're the big eldest boy."

"I am the oldest. yeah." I snapped not exactly thrilled she was talking to me like I was a child. 

"Very well I'll stay out of your way then Master Brown" she curtsied before heading into the house, 

I rolled my eyes and followed her at a distance making sure to keep an eye on her as she looked after my siblings even if I admit looking at her in that cute little blue dress was making me a little crazy, especially if she bent over revealing her black boots and stockings below, she was now in the kitchen preparing dinner I did feel kinda selfish not helping her but still I couldn't help but watch.

I noticed my little half-sister, one of Evangeline's daughters scamper in, little Lisa came in and looked at the dinner being prepared before grabbing the skirt of 

"aww hello there, how can I help you? yes it's a lovely dress isn't it, you're welcome to feel if you'd like,"

And of course, Lisa was happy to do so playing with Y/n's dress excitedly and giggling away, Y/n didn't bother to pay her that much attention and it was... such a strangely arousing thing to watch as Lisa in her innocence was fluttering and flapping y/n's dress trying to flip it and getting frustrated that she couldn't make it do the things she wanted it to do, it was completely innocent just a young girl playing with a woman's skirt nothing sexual of course given Lisa is four and has no idea what she's doing and y/n doens't know I can... uhhh see... what's happening and the mere flashes of her stockings was enough to send me up the wall. But the play had become tugging and pulling and flicking and flapping, trying to see what was under the skirt in her sweet innocent curiosity oblivious to her antics and the effect they had on me, I watched for a creepy amount of time as one flick made the fabric flick up and for a moment reveal the top of her stockings around her thighs and a flash however brief of white cotton panties... 

I gulped as I tried to savour such a view for a mere second before the dress fluttered back down. 

"Go on go get your brothers and sisters," Y/n told Lisa as she finished making dinner, Lisa nodded and scampered away happily to tell everyone and it was then I was caught looking. "Can I help you master brown?" 

I jumped at the thought she may have known I was there but given her glance, she only just saw me, I sighed in relief to think she didn't know I saw everything, "I was just... I was just, err, checking to see that you were alright - you're a pretty woman you must get all the attention, I hope my siblings aren't annoying you?"

"of course not there all lovely" she Smiled "Dinner, is ready if you'd like to join us? if you're not too big and grumpy up in the bedroom?"  

"No I uhh I'm happy to," I nodded, even if I was a little annoyed at her once again talking to me like I was a child,

I took my seat as everyone headed in and began to eat, the food was nice and she did keep everyone settled fairly well and once again after dinner, everyone scurried off outside to play. 

"I guess you're pretty good at this babysitting thing, I thought you'd have given up by now."

"why your all such Angels" she Smiled picking up Lisa and helping her down from her chair to run off too, 

As she bends over to set Lisa on the floor I can't help but look and think of what I saw, I wanted so so badly to see them again. 

"yes?" She asked "Something the matter Simon? You're as red as a strawberry?"

"No, no, no nothing really I was just... I... I'm okay. Just... I-I was just watching you... you're a great babysitter is all, and you're so patient."

"Well thank you very much," she cooed, before she headed out to the garden to keep an eye on them, I followed her of course and stood with her a moment, "aren't you going to play Simon?" She asked and for a moment I glared as, "Sorry," she giggled, 

"no, I'd rather watch you. You're such a good babysitter you know, it's fascinating."

"Thank you," She smiled "But you're never too big to play you know" She smiled, "It's fine your just coming to the end of your I need to be cool phase?"

"I guess..."

"I went through a too-cool phase too"

"It's a weird time, especially with so many kids around I wanna be an adult but... also feel like, I'm not too cool, you know, I'm still young - I'm still a kid. It's just, we have our own thing going on back there and I... I was fine just watching you."

"Alright," she smiled,

For a moment there was this... quiet between us a gentle acceptance I suppose, but she soon broke it.

 "I know you were looking"

I blushed like crazy, embarrassed, humiliated but I had to speak, "Oh-oh, uhm, yeah... I-I couldn't help it. You're an attractive woman and I couldn't help but notice. Sorry."

"you're not in trouble." she giggled, "It's fine Simon, Perfectly natural for boys your age Girls are a big thing for you,"

"I guess... kinda hard to meet any given I'm struck here all the time with them," I said I had to admit it, it was true I rarely see girls my own age or anywhere near it, I rarely see anyone but my great aunt and my siblings, and she is so beautiful, so cute and sweet, 

“you share a room I notice with your siblings?"

I nod my head, still feeling overwhelmed and blush a little bit but I don't want to make it awkward, so I just keep my head lowered. "Y-Yeah, we all sleep in the same room."

"awww poor thing" she cooed "Why not ask your father for your own space? he surely can't expect you to be happy bunking in the same room as your baby sister at your age"

"Yeah, yeah I'd like my own space,"

"I'm sure of it, and I have to admit that attic with that nice round window does look nice and spacious, it might be a little dusty and need some TLC but a good space for the eldest brother to make his own" she smiled "plenty of space and privacy too... Grow up"

"It would be like my own private sanctuary, you know, my own corner of the world. I think I'd love it." I smiled, "I've always been really mature for my age. but I would give anything for my own space to... grow up." 

"Simon?"

"Yeah?"

"Promise me, no matter the... Raging hormones and rebellious madness, don't forget to still be a kid, you might be mature for your age I was too but trust me one day soon... you'll suddenly realise all you ever really wanted want to be a kid." she explained and even if she had only lived one more year then me I felt the weight in her words more so then any other person, I felt like I truly believed her for once, "but you can always have fun as an adult it's not the be all and end all, you can be childish any age and mature any age, what matters is experiences and having fun"

"Thank you, I will" I nodded, unable to stop looking at her,

"I take it girls are a big focus for you right now or am I just lucky?"

"um... yes... I mean, yeah, girls have been catching my attention lately. and uhhh you are also lucky I uhh don't get to see many girls- Women sorry."

"It's alright, I went boy crazy when I was a little younger than you," 

Just the thought of her being boy-crazy gives me butterflies in my stomach, "Yeah I guess getting to the end of the cool phase far more into the girl crazy, I guess maybe I'll level out when I'm a bit older."

"Perhaps you can peak up ladies' skirts" she laughed "when you're older"

"Ughhhhhh...."

"something wrong?"

"Um, no, nothing's wrong. I'm just... thinking, that's all."

"I'm just thinking about... uh..."

"your thinking about my skirt aren't you?"

"Okay, yes I am. Do you... do you mind?"

"not at all."

I froze up at the idea she didn't mind me thinking of her skirt! Ohh god I wanna do so so much more then think about her skirt 

"Simon?"

"I uhhhhh i ughhh I umnmmmmm yes y/n?"

"It's fine, you can look we're both adults here."She giggled and plaid with her own dress skirt a little

I'm not sure why the way she's playing with her is so distracting and hot... but it is. I can't seem to look away from the way the skirt is rising. The more she plays with it, the more I can't see myself looking away. her hips and legs are too distracting. I blushed so intensely because despite telling myself to look away, I just can't. I should look away, but I'm enjoying the view way too much. The more I stare, the hotter and more intense it is for me. her legs are so incredible, she is simply out of this world. I can't believe she's letting me keep peeking! she knows I'm standing here, she knows I'm looking! but... it almost feels like she wants me to look... 

Maybe I should play with her skirt. I can't possibly miss this chance, it might not ever come by again. I guess it wouldn't hurt to just.. play with her skirt. It would be fun and a little cheeky right...? Without really thinking too much, I slowly moved my hand onto her dress's skirt and moved myself to stand behind her she had yet to protest or even turn to look at me so I quickly slipped my hand up underneath her skirt. I can't even think straight right now but I'm enjoying this way too much. the soft skin of her thighs, her sweet stockings, her slinky dress, her warm skin, her lavender perfume, I can tell that this is wrong and I probably shouldn't be doing this... But I can't think too much when I'm so hot and distracted by her body. Playing with her skirt is so naughty, and I love being naughty... I'm gonna play with it.

I slide my hand up a little bit further, not all the way up but far enough that my hand is just below the top of her thigh feeling the soft warm skin. I'm really getting close now, a little bit closer and my hand could accidentally slide higher with a few more inches. I wonder how far I can really take this before she tells me to stop... I'm at the point where if I move my hand a tad higher, then my fingers will be resting on the hem of her panties. This is probably a little too naughty, maybe I should stop. But I'm enjoying this a little too much. she seem to be letting me do this as well, so I guess I can't get in trouble for it... can I?

The thought of moving my fingers a little bit higher has me tempted. It would be extremely naughty, and I'll definitely be taking a huge risk... But the thought of doing it is so alluring and tempting at the same time. I need to make a quick decision, because if I hesitate too long, then my hand will move on its own... And I don't want that to happen. I should just do it

I slipped my hand up to meet the soft white cotton of her cute little panties they were so smooth and soft I fondled her ass through them with my hand for a few seconds already feeling like I'm drooling all over her shoulder just at getting to touch her! I don't know how much more she'll let me do but I am not stopping! I don't think magic or madness could stop me now!

I kept fondling and groping her ass for a good while but I knew what I wanted I decided to move my hand to a naughty spot. I moved my hand down between her legs and stroked her sweet pussy through her panties I found her clit and began to stroke it softly The way I'm moving it is not so much a playful touch anymore, but a very naughty touch. It's making my heart beat so fast, but it's such a thrill to do it. I can't believe I'm doing this to her, but I'm getting such a rush from this.

The moment my fingers grazed her, "uhh! Simon!" She squealed slightly but not enough to alert anyone,

Hearing her squeal slightly takes me by surprise, but the sound of her moaning and squealing in enjoyment is so hot. I'm already blushing so intensely, and with that sound, in my ears, the rush is getting even stronger now. She has no idea the things I want to do with her right now but these things flooded my mind, of ripping her panties and fingering her like a creature possessed, of bending her over and having my way with her, of throwing her over my shoulder taking her up to my bed in the bedroom and... ohh god the things I'd do to her, but I didn't want to waste a moment of this, I don't want to stop and I want to keep going, especially after that little squeal she made. I don't know what's getting into me, but touching her like this is making me feel really hot my erection had fully jumped to attention in my pants and was throbbing at the sound of her gasps, 

"uhh Simon..." She moaned "this isn't an appropriate way to touch your babysitter -"

"Ummmm I know, I know, I know," I told her kissing her cheek, "Tell me to stop. Please... Please... Tell me to stop before I do something bad..."

"Are you going to if I don't tell you to stop?"

"I think so... make me stop, beg me to stop, tell me to stop, I... I want to do this.... so so fucking bad." 

she only moaned again her moan is absolutely enchanting, so much so that I start to feel incredibly hot and passionate. I can't believe she's letting me continue doing this, but I'm enjoying it so much. I really am. The thrill and rush is making me feel so naughty and excited. The more her moan keeps filling my ears, the more I enjoy playing with her.

I think I'm going to continue this, and maybe even go further.

My fingers keep touching her very sensitive spot her sweet little clit. I'm blushing and giggling softly as she continues moaning. The rush of this is incredible, I've never felt this good before. And the sounds of her getting more and more aroused and excited is like music to my ears, it makes all my senses more vibrant.

My fingers caress her clit gently, making it more and more enjoyable. I'm playing with her and teasing her like this. I'm enjoying it so much. I'm enjoying it a little too much, actually. My own heart is pounding so fast and my cock throbbing in my pants, I can hardly focus. The way her body moves and reacts to my touch is just too hot. It's impossible to stop at this point, I just can't resist anymore...

"uhhhh! Simon, I'll-"

her moaning fills my ears and makes me so excited. I feel so tempted to touch her more, the feel of your body and how it moves and reacts to my touch is just too much. The sounds of her moaning my name only make me more curious to touch her  like this, she isn't stopping me so I'm gonna keep going, 

At this point, my fingers began rubbing on her clit hard and mercilessly through her cotton panties, The touch against her body is making her moan even more now, and the way her body reacts to me playing with her in such a naughty way is just too much. she seems to be enjoying this a little too much, which only makes this even more appealing. I'm going to keep playing unless she really stops me, and even then I'm not sure I'd be able too 

"Simon- Simon- ughh!"

The sound of her getting closer and making these noises is driving me crazy. I'm blushing so hard, my fingers are rubbing and caressing her so much they were tried but I didn't bear to stop. It's making my blood boil all over my body and all I see now is her in front of me, I'm enjoying this so much. her body looks so beautiful and I can't really think about anything else right now. she is making me so hot and I can't make myself stop this.

She suddenly clamped a hand on her skirt and on his hand holding my hand tightly the other on her mouth as she concealed her squeal, immediately her body tensed up and the wetness that had been gathering in her panties as I touched her began running like a river down her legs 

"Simon!" She protested

My heart stopped when she grabbed my hand. her tight grasp on my hand and watching it all running down her legs made my mind shut down completely. I could barely think straight anymore and I was completely at a loss for words. I thought I was gonna faint! Or cum! Or both i don't even know what I was gonna do! 

I just had to get a grip on myself!

Or don't get a grip on myself if I don't wanna make a mess all over her dress... but ... also... i kinda wanna... 

The feeling of the wetness running down her legs was unexpected but something about it also aroused me immensely. It was hot, really hot. The grip she had on my hand was so tight but it's like I didn't want to move my hand either. I know what she did... what I... made her do, but I just want to have a bit more time playing with her. She make me feel so seductive, so intoxicated.

 she's like a forbidden fruit, and I just want to have a lil' more taste.

the way her body reacted to me touching her makes me acknowledge that I definitely am not the only one enjoying this... The wettness running down your legs is making me feel hot and giddy at the thought I had her do such a thing. I wanna do more than just touch, I wanna explore... I wanna slide my hand down there and explore her entire body.

My hand is still firmly clamped down by her, and I have to figure out my next move. I don't think I can go any further than this. Unless she'll let me. I feel like she may be open to playing a little more. she seemed so spirited earlier, and her body is still trembling showing she enjoyed my touch and I bet she wants more...

I bet she's clamping my hand to her pretty pussy to make sure not to let me move my hand. 

Maybe this is her way of stopping me moving away? Or maybe you just want more time to let the adrenaline settle? 

she still trembling from her orgasm and I'm still trembling from the rush, and I still feel like playing a little bit more. It's such a hot moment, one that I don't want to take for granted. I must not let this moment pass and I need to keep exploring her body...

after a minute or two She let go of my hand moving her own back from her mouth gasping hard,

Immediately My fingers go back to caressing that sensitive little clit again,

She gasped was loud, and I hope nobody can hear this. My cheeks are still blazing red, and I'm breathing pretty heavily myself. her body feels so hot and shs shaking so much, but I must not stop playing with her just yet...

"no! No! No! Simon!" She gasped almost squealing,

her voice and the way she breathed that last one sounded a lot like a moan, and the more this moment persists the hotter it keeps getting. 

she says no but you're not stopping me that easily babydoll? Do you really mean no or are you teasing me now..? 

My fingers are still caressing her lit, I'm enjoying this too much to stop...

her breath gets faster and I can hear her getting more and more aroused. her body keeps trembling and I can hear her making little noises to keep it all inside. I'm enjoying this way too much, I really am... Even if we're going to get caught, it would be completely worth it. I'm going to keep caressing that body of hers, I could keep playing with her like this all day if she really let me...

"Simon stop!" She begged,

"Mmm... Why? You're not stopping me now are you?" Your voice is barely a whisper now and she's begging. "Ummm! I told you to stop me before I did something naughty babydoll" I growled in her ear, "You should have stopped me when you had the chance.."

Your words sound so hot, so provocative. And the more you beg the hotter and more passionate this whole moment makes me feel. I'm not gonna stop, not yet at least. Not unless I'm forced too...

"ohh... ughhhh! Simon... you... You have no clue what you've done do you?" She gasped,

"Humm babydoll? What have I done?" I growled, "We both know what I made you do babydoll... and I'm gonna keep playing with my little doll until I'm finished with her," 

"Simon please your father could-"

"He could come home your right, he could see us." I smirked, "Or any of them, humm what would my father say his trusted babysitter was found with my hand up her skirt, dripping her squirt down her legs having just orgasmed while she was meant to be taking care of the children?" 

"Simon stop please- I" she begged, 

 her words are so hot and so arousing, it's hard to think straight.

How can I think about anything else when it feels like her body is burning hot with arousal? I can't believe the way this has escalated, but oh god I don't regret a minute of it. her body is still trembling and her voice keeps getting more and more flustered. I can't stop, I refuse to stop playing with her.

"no! Simon, you have to stop please!" She begged

"Mmmm... Don't worry, I will stop. when I'm done." I growled, "Ummm just let me touch you babydoll,"

"Suimon please..." she begged,

her begging just makes it more tempting, and honestly, I don't really care that we're on the verge of being caught.... It kinda makes it even hotter that way.

I'll keep playing with her as long as I could, until she can't take it anymore. I'm in complete control of her body and she is in complete control of me. The thrill is amazing. all I want is her, all she needs is me, I want to throw her on the grass and fucking take her! I grab her panties and push them aside slipping my fingers inside her as I rubbed her overstimulated clit, 

"no! No more!" She whines

"Just for a little bit? I promise you'll love it, it'll be good for both of us..."

"No please" she whined,

"come on babydoll, come on, little more for me," I groaned fingering her so hard her wetness was flooding down my hand her whole body shaking and squealing as quietly as she could her only suppose to even stand is me and I'm the one torturing her giving her no escape from this feeling inside her, and she hit her second orgasm screaming below her hand as she clamped it back over her mouth her body almost falling against me as wetness flooded out of her and her whole body tensed and suddenly related, "Ummmm you feel so good when you do that," I muttered slowly down to let her ride it out and as soon as she could breathe again I smirked and began to finger her again moving them as hard as what got her to her orgasm but she forced my hand away and turned to me holding her hand between her thighs as she struggled to even stand,

"no!" She demanded, "No more."

"Just one more for me babydoll."

"I said no." She snapped grabbing my hand and tugging me inside with her, 

The moment they where in the kitchen she whispered but with her face red and her hands clamped between her legs "oh my god - oh my god- oh my god- Simon!"

"ummmm I know, it was so so good-"

"It was not!"

"wasn't it? we both can see what you did y/n."

she's completely red in the face and she still has her hands clamped between her legs. she's 

Ummm just watching her like this in the aftermath of two orgasms it's so hot and arousing, she's almost moaning as she tries to speak 

her body is moving and trembling so much and it's making it so much more difficult to keep my head straight I just wanna get my hands back up that dresses skirt,  she still biting back her moans which just makes it so much more arousing. My entire body is shaking as well now, the heat from this little moment is getting my body hotter and hotter.

"Simon we- We-"

"I know what we did babydoll... now... uummmm let me back at you-" I groaned trying to grab her but she pushed me back, 

she kept saying she wanted me to stop playing but her body looked so desperate, so needy like she needs me so badly to keep going. all her begs are doing is making me want to play more and more with her I try again to get at her but 

"Simon I said stop!" She demanded forcing his hands away

My mind is almost shutting down from this but I don't want to let go just yet.

my body is craving for more play, even if you want me to stop. I'm not going to let anyone or anything get in my way of playing with you babydoll

"Don't stop... I said do NOT stop!" I demanded, "Please just let me play more. Your body wants it too right? You know it does... Your body is dying for it. It makes it so much easier if you don't keep fighting me..." I growled kissing all over her face trying to tug her dress up as I pinned her waist to the table, 

My hands run up to the hem of her dress and I can't help myself, I lift it up completely exposing her thigh her stockings and her little soaked white panties still put to the side to make room for my fingers, she turns bright red humiliated and embarrassed at having herself exposed like this, I don't even hesitate I grabbed her waist with one hand and set my other to thrust two fingers inside her and rub her clit as hard as I can, The sensation of my hand coming into contact with her skin is intoxicating. 

"Simon! No!" She ordered, "Simon!" She screamed, "stop it! Now! Immediately you stop this right now! Or I'll tell your father!" She begged, "ahhhhh! Simon!"

"One more of your orders and you think I'll stop?"

I'm in total control of this moment right now and I will play with her as long as I can. I can barely breathe right now and I feel like I'm going to pass out from such excitement, her orders don't stop me one little bit, I'm not going to stop until I feel like stopping. Even if that means me keeping my hands on her skirt, I'll find a way to play with her. 

I know You can't resist me, and you can't stop me either babydoll, 

"If you wanted me to stop you should have stopped me when you had the chance. Now my little doll let me play with you until I'm tried of you." I demanded, 

"uhh Simon" she muttered

her response only drives me even wilder, at the moan of her giving in, her submitting, I admit.... The thrill and excitement of what I'm doing gets me so agitated that I want more and more. The idea I've already made my babysitter cum twice and I'm gonna force another out of her was more then anything I could imagine, 

"uhhh Simon!" She moans

her moans It makes it so much more intoxicating for me. "Ughhhhh fuck! Babydoll.." I muttered kissing her neck, "Uhhh your moans are gonna make me cum my little doll," I smirked rubbing on her thigh the sight was enough to thrill me but I need a little friction to get myself there even if I'm pretty sure I don't need much, 

"uhh Simon please -"

We both seem totally lost in our own little world as our exploration brings us a lot of pleasure. I feel my mind start to drift off as everything seems so euphoric, I know I'm close too and god damn do I just wanna take my pants off and fucking ruin her! 

She begins to shake her hands gripping the table her head thrown back which only made my hips go faster and faster, 

The sight of her now is driving me insane, her body is shaking and she's obviously letting go of everything but the pleasure my hand can give her, The sound of her heavy breathing in my ear makes it feel like my senses are shutting down, all I can feel and hear is her. It was like the whole world was coming together to give her as much pleasure as possible.

 I'm only now admitting just how much power I have over both of our bodies...

"Simon Simon please im-"

Hearing your voice calling my name makes my body suddenly seize a little. "Ummmm I know babydoll, I know, I am too. just... just let me keep going, just let me feel you-"

"ohh Simon! Your gonna make me- ughhh! Simon, please don't stop don't stop please"

When I hear her voice beg me not to stop it sends a sudden shiver throughout my body. 

"I won't stop, I'm never gonna stop my beautiful little doll!"

"Simon... Simon... I-" her voice breaks

 I can tell that she's losing any control she had on her body, it's shaking hard and her voice is breaking. 

"If I continue further then it's possible you might lose yourself completely to me babydoll"

"uhh! Uuuhh!" She froze up her body completely shut down and gave herself to my pleasure completely her arms wrapped around my neck her head thrown back as her squirt ran down her legs and that sight was enough to tip me over sending me to an utter plane of ecstasy and euphoria unlike anything I had ever given myself in the rare moments alone in the bath or if my family had gone out, this was another level and my eyes rolled back as I pushed my body hard against her 

"Ughhhhh! Ughghhhh Y/n!" I moaned as I tried to hold both of us up as we gasped and relaxed from that high, "I uhhh I uhh I'm sorry I uhh I think I went mad there."

"Yeah, you kinda did. it's fine Simon" she smiled giving my lips a little kiss, I happily kissed her back cradling her in my arms and fixing her dress for her, 

"Thank you.. so so much!"

"You're welcome, thank you very much," she giggled,

"You are... without a doubt the best babysitter I have ever had." 

"Aww thank you, Do you think you could recommend me? get me some more work?"

"No way."

"No?"

"No, you're all mine babydoll," I cooeed kissing her sweet soft lips when we pulled back I noticed the uhh state of my pants and her dress, "Ohh uhh we should uhhh"

"Yes, look after them I'll go wash this" she nodded scampering away, 

I happily did so still feeling on a little cloud when she came back I went and changed my underwear and my pants, hiding any evidence of our snuggles and we may have... made out in secret a little after she put everyone else to bed I wanted so much more! I wanted to take her up to the attic, lay her on the floor and... make her mine. 

But soon enough my dad and Evangeline came home so I hid upstairs as she let them know it all went well and she took her pay before she left heading home, I smiled so happily.

"Ohh you're still up Simon?" My dad asks as he comes to the kitchen and sees me,

"Yeah," I shrug this was fairly normal for me still being up so late, and I admit I couldn't help striking as he leant on the table that... y/n and I had... plaid against. 

"so? How was it?"

"Fine, she kept stuff handled." I shrugged,

"So? you think maybe she's okay?" he asked, "no issues with her like your other babysitters?"

"she is... acceptable," I said, trying not to smirk or blush too much,

"So if we wanted to go out again, you're fine with her?"

"I am happy for her to be the babysitter, whenever you guys need to go out." I told him,

"Good, I'm glad we found someone you kids all like." he chuckled,

"yeah, ohh by the way...."

"yes?"

"The attic? Can I have it as my own room?"

"... well... your a big boy now I guess that's alright, we'll get it sorted tomorrow." he said heading off out the kitchen and I couldn't help but smile 

Yes!