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storgicdealer · 6 months ago

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OH MY GOD YOUR THOUGHTS GAVE ME SO MUCH THOUGHT FOOD TO CHEW ON ..... this is amazing

the stickmen being worms ........ yeag. this is just them

but it does make me wonder what exactly would be the breaking point for an antivirus to step in. chosen basically ravaged the whole pc so with the whole worm thing it isnt surprising for him to be noticed but when exactly would a program notice that. man. this symbol right 'ere is foreeeignn

a side dish for thoughts: large spiders were observed to eat worms in nature. wuhahahuwveve evevegw. the symbolism will go crayzayzay

I LOVE INTERNET AND DIGITAL HISTORY. the first virus and antivirus???? oh my god. AND THE HISTORY BEHIND THEM?????? OH MY GOD. my chosen & dark duo soul will enjoy dissecting this frame by frame ...

love these silly internet and digital stories its actually crazy that i didnt know given how much i read on it. op pls share more. also love how you referred to it as an autoimmune disease lmaooo

THE OUTERNET!!!!!!

i love the addition of branches of cables stemming from the internet because. god yeah. exactly. all of it makes up the in n' out

and then the portals.

back when showdown premiered ive interpreted the portals as just teleportation. but given the fact they physically travel thru these portals, the fact that they lead through something does make me think how do they connect to the internet

(again. my huge amount of coins on how i just love the way digital world is converted to a 3d one in ava. my beloved concept and probably one of the biggest reasons i adore the series so much)

after dark n cho travel through these portals they just end up on the flat sites surfaces. we didn't see an observable point of how they get there from the outernet because the shots just changed quickly from the portal travel –> the internet

the first theory* that www adresses are under the outernet is something i didnt really think about before ... but assuming that these adresses are the same ones pc users use i think that the second theory** is actually the case. im drawing a complex map of it in my mind ill actually sketch it hold on

HONESTLY now that i drew it it DOES click more in my mind right now. for dark the programmista having a constantly accessible travel to the internet without having to go through pc's of users (and god forbid the pc of their torturer) and without having to deal with a possible threat of being detected making completely independent portals that link the 3d space of the outernet with the internet is a great solution. yet i think how does it manifest itself in the outernet if it does go to the same locations the pc users are in? it goes through the cliff ground under darks shack and then ... uh. huh.

going back to the theory of the adresses located under the outernet... would it mean that the pc users travel through the outernet, to something undernearth it? and the outernet is an in-between of the pc and the internet?

man the last assumption does. feel slightly possible

but then theres still a question how does a travel of pc users to a space beneath the outernet manifests itself as well. in general do any of these possible portals show themselves in the sky of the outernet or do they behave like regular portals with an just an invisible link connecting them . . .

thoughtline C. ohhhhh my go.

i can find it completely possible. and that our chosen rejected and fulfilled their destiny ... op im breaking down on my knees right now

based on the previous post about tdls arc i rb'd and filled with my ramblings and ascii art i also just rb'd im going to continue my ramblings about the rules of code in ava

(with doodles!)

okay so. all we know right now is that all sticks to begin with have a script. and that it starts with their name and influences their destiny?/powers. its obviously notable with the hollowheads and also but im rambling on other sticks as well

i have lots of questions about how much code and programs work in the universe and influences everyone. the first obvious question is the coding of tdl with their command of destroying chosen. i adore the interpretation of it still affecting them in some way in the fandom !!!! however in canon it isnt elaborated upon. which begs the question of did it affect them? if it did, just how much did it affect them?? was any of this code left in their programming?? if it did affect them, how did they manage it??? have they tried to mess with their programming?? honestly, how did they start programming in the first place???? since they came directly from the pc, interacted with programs and the fact that code wouldve been useful in their terrors its not surprising for them at all to code by themselves, but no other hollowheads were shown to master it to a point of creating something — could it been the consequence of trying to remove their command? another question, if it was still somehow left in them, how did it affect them during showdown?

one of the interpretations of it that it's been "dormant" and that their need of destroying had shown itself in their seven year long reign of terror and why it was SO hard for them to back off. and that the showdown eventually made both dark and chosen to go "back to their roots". but since the command was targeted on chosen specifically i believe that if thats were the case the need to destroy wouldve been expressed to him and not to the whole web (god all this stuff opens so many ideas for them)

my second big wonder that i have is about the creation of chosen himself. as i mentioned in my rb all hollowheads attacked only when they felt threatened or had a command ingrained into them like with dark. except chosen

he attacked the second that he was born without being threatened. just by getting his name. (its also interesting to note the names noogai considered before bringing him to life – again victim, killer and BEAST. did any of that influence chosen too?). in the instant messenger conversation programmer021 mentioned stickmen having levels which i believe is most widely interpreted in a non literal sense, just in the "how powerful is he" way. but if it is used in a somewhat literal sense? it opens a big conception of leveling??? and that being the "chosen one" is, supposedly, one of the highest levels possible for a stickman to have. and the fact that making him the chosen one was called a suicide???? god

it isnt really known from the series alone how much being the chosen one influences a stickman or a creation in general besides having very high levels of power. at the same time, having powers isnt an instant call to attack — unless there are in-universe rules that suppose that being the chosen one immediately means destruction being ingrained into a sticks code. but if thats the case... how much would it influence chosen as well?? wouldnt he have an innate, coded need of destruction too? and if its like this, how would he come back down from it? and if it goes in hand with tdls command too, why it was easier for him to denounce destruction than to tdl? does being the chosen one imply a variety of abilities, with destruction being part of it, but not it being the part that is impossible to suppress?

along with the "literal levels" idea, where would the second coming and the dark lord come in the "hierarchy"? and with the idea that being "the chosen one" initially supposes destruction, did the dark lord, given their name, have any initial code of destruction prior until the go and kill chosen command? why instead of attacking noogai as well they stretched at first instead, until they got their command?

these thoughts bring me to the idea of how exactly adobeflash brings a stick to life, to have a code of their own that influences them and ill probably have to dig information on the program itself and its coding language to know more about its functions. if bringing a stick to life, giving them powers is a function of animated programs in the universe, what else can a program do with them? how does adobeflash makes its creations interact with other applications? how could a creator get rid of a sticks life except for the supposed "dont save the changes" button? man. the whole idea of ava having interactable, 3d and alive internet, animations and creations in general, the existence of outernet as a whole makes me really happy since i just adore internet and digital concepts. i love exploring ava rules !!!

now getting to the second coming. to begin with, how was the program aware of who they were a second coming of in the first place to give them powers? the question feels answearable, but at the same time, second wasnt aware of their powers up until literally the last episode of ava. theres a lot to be thought about their awakening too

if most applications, art and creations has their own consciousnesses [desktop applications, youtube, browser stuff and etc], then how did specifically the last frame of second's animation come to life? could any previous frames of that animation be alive as well? and if they could be, would second's "clones" have the same powers and the same name?

in general, sticks are perceived as a separate entity in ava, but i do wonder if that could be the case, based on the fact that victims clones were able to be created and used after lol. even with vics clones, even with the idea that they're temporary, do they share the same memories with victim? given that victims life was "unsaved" along with their clones, were they able to "uncopy" themselves, or did they continue to just exist? are the clones that agent deployed in the box the same clones or new ones, just made with the amount that what victim is personally used to/the amount of weapons that victim is used to? if they are the same ones and were somehow able to "get back" into victim, do they continue sharing the same memories with them?

talking about other sticks i also have questions about their code. color gang for example

so far we had only seen the creation of hollowhead sticks by noogai and we dont even know about how other types of sticks came to life, not even mentioning the process of it, their code and their possible "program of birth". we do know that other alive sticks, and other HOLLOWHEADS, created by users exist given the stick rights banner in ava 3, yet it is the only clue of stickmen like noogais hollowheads existing. and we know that nonhollowheads are considered "naturally created" sticks both in internet and outernet, and that they're naturally weaker than "artificial" hollowheads are and that, supposedly, they reproduce by themselves. but how did they come to exist in the first place? do the rules of the universe imply them just coming into life by themselves, with the outernets existence? we do know, again, that users, other computers and programs exist in the universe and that some sticks are created by other artists, but were any of non-hollowheads like the colorgang, mercs, king, purple, gold, navy&orchid, everyone in the cities we have seen created by someone else as well? and why noogais stickmen are more special than others? are there stickmen stronger than noogais hollowheads? ... how would you tell two solid-headed sticks apart if, say, some artist created a copy of a "naturally" made stick?

if non-hollowheads stickmen are created too, are they in touch with their creators? besides the enslavement fact-freedom guy stick banner, do creators tend to torture or befriend their sticks, creations in general? are there stereotypes about sticks and their creators? is it more or less acceptable in stick society to be in touch with your creator? are other creators, besides noogai, aware of the outernet?

... where would the creators of the color gang, mercs, king and purple & co be?

talking about the "natural" and the reproduction part, i do wonder, if, in case of non-hollowheads also being created by other people and animators, purple and gold came to life as a will of creators or as a will of the sticks themselves. we have only seen symbolic depiction of purple coming to life in their song, and i feel like it can be a depiction of a stickman drawn for two other stickmen (with the existing code of them being their child) or a proof of actual, natural reproduction. if child sticks were drawn for the parent sticks, were they drawn by their creator or by the parents themselves?

talking about creation again, i do wonder why king was called "king" in the minecraft code, given that he had a life prior to becoming one. was it a player name inside minecraft that he has given to himself, or a name that he had outside minecraft as well? if its the second, why was he called king before? did he do anything king role related prior minecraft? and if it is not his real name, what IS his real name? and did he end up changing it back?

in general, talking about my favourite alive internet concepts, how did outernet appear? did it come into existence along with the internet? is outernet an extension of internet, and does it serve as a sort of a "backstage" for what is happening in the internet sites?

in my personal interpretation, i feel like outernet IS and extension of internet, and it develops with it — that, if you needed to describe it, the internet is the flat front of a regular box, while the outernet is the 3d space inside the box.

goooddd i think im done with my questions and ramble. my beckerverse brainrot consumes all. this is so long omg

if you read till the end...... have an aurora borealis duo doodle !!!! thank yew

#alan becker #animator vs animation #this is so much to dissect ......#THE USERS TAG: THE VIC CLONES THING YES. are they a hivemind or could they develop their own personality #avam fandom theorists definitely do have a hivemind though LMAO #going back to the pcs and the ip sky #its. interesting. that only alanspc box is seen to be broken through #have no other sticks travelled from the ip sky to the outernet?#it slightly backs up the theory of outernet existing naturally and sticks there spawning naturally as well #even then. sticks still have access to the internet. the stickpage itself was 2d with an internet surface #which means that there are places that allow outernet and internet to connect that arent darks portals or the ips #and if the sticks that we've seen in the tco&tdl seven year long terror bit were just created and came from the internet #and dont have a link to the outernet #then the theory that created sticks are more powerful than “natural” ones doesnt fully work #because if everything that noogai needed was to call a stick the dark lord for them to be powerful #and yet not immediately have it destroy the pc #wouldnt there be countless of dark lords as well?

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harlowsslut · 3 years ago

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One Of Those Days.

A/N- For now im gonna post everyday😸. Also credit goes to @halfmoondaze for this story idea.

Word count- 1k+

Jack Harlow x Reader

Summary- Jack and Y/N just went public with their relationship and things are a little overwhelming for Y/N.

Warnings- Mentions of sex, Cursing, Mentions of Anxiety.

You and Jack have been dating for about 1 year. How you were able to keep a secret for that long well never know. But with dating a celebrity comes the paparazzi and the media trying to find this “mystery girl”. Trust me you guys tried to not let the media get to you. But eventually Jacks manager said you have to tell the media before it gets out of hand.

You have always been a anxious person and kept to yourself. So when word got out that your dating thee Jack Harlow, your anxiety went thru the roof. The topic was trending on twitter for almost a week. But the tags “whyY/n” and “whynotY/n” were what really bugged you. It made you second guess your relationship.

You let it get to you so much you just curled up into a ball on yours and Jacks bed, and started crying. Jack luckily wasn’t home instead he was at the studio. You don't even know why you let it get to you. You and Jack had a talk before you even made your relationship public, "that the internet is gonna always talk shit and that you just need to brush it off". But that all went out the window when you saw this one comment.

It read "Honestly why is Jack with Y/N, like compared to any other celebrity shes below average". That comment sent you. You absolutely despised being compared cause all your life you were compared to either your siblings or others. You decided to text Jack and ask what time he's done.

Y/N: Hey! What time are you done?

Jackman💞: Bout 10 minutes. Why everything good?

Y/N: No not really.

Jackman💞: K. I’ll be home in 10.

And he meant what he said. "Babe?" he called while taking off his shoes. You didn't answer but he knew you were here from your sniffling. You didn't even here him come in cause you were so lost scrolling thru the comments. "Staring at them isn't gonna make them go away" "Hmm" you hummed.

He sat down next to you and kissed your head. "Why you let them get to you" "I don't know" "They don't know you like i know you, they don't light up with a smile when you enter a roon, they don't get to celebrate every holiday or birthday with you. So don't let them get to you when they don't know you". You just sat there, staring into Jacks eyes. You didn't ever want to look away but you were interrupted by a Jack getting a call.

"Hello?. Um ya sure be there in 5". "Who was that" "Oh it was Urban, i gotta go back to the studio to finish" "JACK! You told me you were done!. I didn't want to interrupt you" "My girl is more important then anything" he chuckled. "No cause your music gives me shopping money" "Is that all i am to you" he said putting his hand on his chest sounding offended. You got up and walked over to him, and put your arms around his neck. "Hmm that and so much more my love" you whispered while leaning in to kiss him.

You didn't want to let him go but you did once Urban texted Jack to hurry up for the second time. "Bye mamas" "Bye lover boy". Jack was done with his verse, and he wanted to take you out on a date since you've been so sad for the past week. That and he wanted to see you in a short skin-tight dress. So he texted you this "Almost done. Be ready and dressed by 6!".

For some odd reason Jack has a closet with suits at the studio just in case so he didn't even have to go home and change. You looked at the text and smiled. Jack always out of the blue decides to take you on a date. So you got to work mix and matching clothes, you finally decided on a short light blue dress that hugged your ass just right. You matched it with some white heels, a sliver necklace, and some bracelets.

By the time you were done Jack had texted you that he was outside. As soon as he saw you he knew that that dress would end up on the floor that night. "Damn Mamas, You got another date after this cause ain't no way this is all for me". "Only the best for you my love" you said checking yourself out in the side-view mirror" "Ya all that is going on the floor when we get home" "Oh! I was counting on it". You and Jack went to your favorite restaurant.

It was called "Ma chérie, mon amour", meaning "My darling, My love". You both loved it cause it was where you first met. But that's a story for another day. When you got there you got seated at your normal table, not to close to the kitchen but not to close to the door. "Ah! Jack and Y/N!, How are you two doing" "Good, it could be better but good" you answered the waiter, while Jack was nose deep into the menu even though you've been here a thousand times.

"Well what can i get you guys started on" she asked. You were about to speak but Jack cut you off. "I'll have the Bouillabaisse and she'll have the Saffron" "Ok that'll be right up". You stared at him with a smile on your face. "What?" "Your cute" "I know i am" he replied all cocky. After Jack ordered the food you looked outside and saw paparazzi.

That didn't bother you that much, its there job to take pics of celebrity's. So you went to go check twitter to see how they knew you and Jack where here and the first thing that popped up was "Jack Harlow and Y/N L/N spotted at "Ma chérie, mon amour". You got anxious real quick. Jack could tell by the way you kept messing with your bracelets. He knew this was gonna happen but not this soon.

You haven't even gotten your food yet. "Y/N' "Huh" "You ok?" "No, jack we haven't even gotten our food and their here" "I know". He grabbed your hand rubbed his thumb over your knuckles. He found out that's one of the ways to calm you down. Finally your food got here, and it looked good. Jack tried his best to draw your attention away from the crowd outside.

Just by talking about random things he read, or talking about a song he's working on, and you loved him for it. But when you guys were done the crowd seemed like it got bigger. You payed for the bill and didn't wanna go outside. "huuuuuhhh" you sighed. "Come on mamas" "But like what if we just snuck out the back" "Uh nope".

Jack grabbed your hand dragged you outside. After you got in the car it was all a blur. All the flashing lights and the screaming fans. "Wow im never gonna get used to that" "Definitely not". You looked at your wrist and started laughing.

"What?" "One of my bracelets are missing" "Your joking" "Nope look". You showed him your wrist. "My fans are ruthless" he sighed. By the time you guys got home it was almost midnight. "Tonight was fun even though i got robbed of a bracelet" you laughed.

"Ya but the fun hasn't even started yet" Jack responded. "What do you mean" "You'll see" he said rubbing his hand up and down your thighs. Lets just say Jack meant what he said your dress is gonna be on the floor that night...

#jackishot #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow #fanfic #i wanna see some ass

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honklore · 4 years ago

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Can you do headcanons for sapnap with a shy reader please?❤️💌

ALSO I LOVED LANDSLIDE IT CHANGED MY LIFE

shy!reader headcanons | sapnap

(gender neutral, non-au, this is less of a headcannon and more of a small story sorry about that)

listen to: georgia by vance joy

okay firstly to premise, i think sapnap is a pretty shy guy himself. he’s absolutely the guy who refuses to correct a waiter after they read their order back to him wrong

so he would get it. i don’t really think he would try to push you out of your comfort zone

lets say you guys met in a csgo lobby lol. sapnap was practicing before a stream, playing with strangers, and you popped up

and you didn’t speak for the first like. five rounds. you were AMAZING with last minute clutches but you never spoke so people just kind of assumed you didn’t have ur mic on

except one round, sapnap lost focus and nearly ruined the round, forgetting to call out his location for a cover

luckily you came in with the clutch and shot the enemy before they could get to sapnap, saving the round

and so while in the lobby, sapnap turns on his mic and just “[user], thanks for saving my ass out there.”

and your voice just comes through, a little clipped and very shy, “no problem,” before your mic is muted again

sapnap ends up saving ur gamer tag and inviting you whenever he needs someone to play with or fill a lobby

this turns into playing every day, and you guys become rlly good friends thru the screen. you both keep to yourselves for the most part, a strict csgo relationship if you will

and then sapnap is like. i rlly like them. i want to be their bestie.

so he asks if you want to play with him and his friends sometime, maybe in minecraft or jackbox

and you’re a little overwhelmed bc you know they have a decent online presence. but he’s nice to you and you don’t have many online friends so you say yes :)

and he’s like SO excited bc all of his friends are going to meet his new friend

only he’s been talking abt u to karl and dream and george and q for like. ages. since like. THE NIGHT he met u on csgo. (bc he’s a pisces and he gets v attached to anyone who breathes in his direction)

(i’m a pisces i can say it)

when you join the lobby (no one is streaming) he has the boys in a separate call to give him advice just in case he needs it

you don’t really speak unless spoken to, and when the boys get rlly loud they can kind of forget to include you

so sapnap always brings you back into the convo by asking you a question or making a quick joke

george in their chat: simp

you guys play jackbox, and you rlly like quiplash and survive the internet and others where you can just type

(and you’re really good at it like the boys think ur rly funny and clever)

but of course the boys want to play mad verse city, and you’re like,,, rlly nervous and don’t really want to rap,, so sapnap raps for you,, and he’s the loudest to hype you up after each of your verses

and you’d slowly get more comfortable with the boys. it’s easy to flow with them bc they’re so loud and obnoxious that you can mind your own business and still feel like part of their convos.

so anyways it’s months into your friendship, and sapnap has developed the fattest crush on you. if he’s not on call with the boys, he’s on call with you

chat knows about you bc sapnap always has you on his alt streams to talk and hang out with him. surprisingly, chat is very protective over you and cheer you on even if you’re on a different team than sap

i imagine sapnap gives you his minecraft info and lets you go around the dsmp the same way dream lets drista hang out with his info

just... a stream where he leads you around and just talks to you in vc while you share your screen with him,,, and chat is like. sapnap you are so in love.

you spend your time in the smp making a cottage and a house for yourself. you even tame a cat.

(it’s the first pet on the server that sapnap doesn’t try to kill. that’s how chat knows he’s in too deep.)

and the thing is,, he wants to ask u to be his s/o,, but you’re so shy that he has no idea how you feel about him

you’re not flirty and you’re friendly with everyone, so it’s hard to see any signs.

(sapnap is also just kinda dumb, bc he doesn’t realize that you only address him when you talk, you’re only comfortable in calls if he’s there too, you have made him a playlist called “sapnap <3”, you made him a flower garden in minecraft and literally mined netherite for him to return to when he came back on the server)

like sapnap is thinking on such a large scale that all of these little things you do don’t register as anything more than friendship

and he’s in call w the dteam one day and he’s just like “guys :/ idk if they like me :/”

dream calls him a dumbass

george hangs up

when george comes back, you join the call too, and sapnap can only assume george messaged you to join

“tell them, sapnap”

“george you’re such an idiot, y/n don’t listen to him we were just messing around.”

“okay,” you say. “but i’m here to talk if you ever need me.”

sapnap wants to burst because he likes you so much, he’s just so terrified of messing up what you guys have that he would rather stay silent

he doesn’t want to run you off, but he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t like you either

“can i call u?” he asks “without these two nimrods to hear us?”

you agree, and you start talking as soon as you two are in a separate call. “sap? are you okay? you’ve been acting weird lately.”

“i rlly like you,” he just blurts it out, because it’s the easiest way for him. he can’t take it back, but at least you know.

“oh,” you say, voice just as timid as it was that first csgo game ages ago. “i like u too”

cue blushy sapnap

always talks about you on stream. you don’t join streams too much bc they make you nervous, but you’re always talked about lol

sapnap will bring you up literally every day on twitter or smth

when the two of you finally meet in person, you’re both so shy that dream has to start the convos for the first hour or so

but once you get comfortable it’s like two long lost souls

you guys just fit

sapnap speaks up when you’re quiet, and vice versa

you guys get ur own shared mc server and sapnap kills mods while you plant flowers

you use your twitter to show off your builds and sapnap always retweets and hypes you up

he suggests you stream your builds but it’s something you just like to do on your own, so you decline. sometimes you’ll appear on his streams and give his chat a lil tour tho :’)

sapnap is pretty protective over you. he will fight anyone for u <3 that’s just how he is lmao.

you get along with everyone pretty well though, and sapnap fits in with your friends as well

it’s still mostly a long distance relationship, but the two of you are used to it so you make it work

and sapnap will correct a waiter if they get your order wrong. so, character development.

thanks for requesting and for liking landslide !!

#sapnap headcanons #sapnap x reader #mcyt headcanons #mcyt x reader

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xiaosweetheart · 2 years ago

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for whoever said this phrase is transphobic “oh im a lesbian because i dont like dick lmfao”. i hope u know this sleezy disgusting acc said they’re gay because they don’t like afab people. it’s the same thing just reversed. my heart breaks for all your transmasc followers who you just invalidated.

my siblings in christ, what the fuck is not getting thru those thickass skulls of yours ?/?/???

i am gay, and happen to not be attracted to afab people. that is Not the same as "being gay bc i'm unattracted to afab people." do not put words in my fuckin mouth and get off my blog if you have such a problem w me.

i'm done answering asks in relation to this. literally mind y'all's own goddamn business, i promise if you put your phone down and go talk to some real people n maybe touch some grass, i won't be able to bother you.

is the attraction of one person on the internet really that critical to your own self-validation ?/?/?????

#im done w yall 😭#town.hall

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this-should-do · 2 years ago

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Hey. Hey. Tell me how you became acquainted with Half-Life? I got it as a gift from my godparents. Was playing Jedi Outcast at the time, it took me a while to start it. The very next day after I did, I saw in a local game magazine that HL2 had been announced. It was like a sign from God. Haven't been ok since (obsessed). Wbu?

oh hiiiiii ! see uve been having fun in my notes :]

but yeah last summer my friend introduced me to portal 1 n 2 by way of playing it together by controlling chell at the same time thru the internet, it was absolute hell for both of us cuz we like to do a lil trolling (tryjng to go in the opposite direction when one of us is being seriois about a puzzle lmao)

so after that i wanted to play the portal games by myself cuz i enjoyed them so much and that led me to finding the cheapest way to buy them which at the time happened to be the valve pack or whatever its called which included all the hl games portal 1n2 and both tf games, which was bonkers really

but long story short i quickly played thru the hl games and went fucking off the deep end and have been getting every ounce of hl, fan made or not, that i can get my hands on lmao

#ask #iwillspeakincessantly #hiiiii hihihi

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loveamongthesailors · 3 years ago

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yesterday me n the old lady ov my house were doing some yardwork for our dear old lady neighbor who gets a lot ov trouble from her back and she was like can i get you guys a ginless tonic while you work? bc she was previously like, well gin and tonic were my prime summer beverage but the gin gives me headaches now but its still yummy and refreshing without it. and we were like yes please so anyways i do like gin but iced tonic with lime does me fabulously as well.

+i let her take a pic ov me w no face to post publically on the internet bc shes using it for anti grass propaganda :')

+[housemate name redacted] is a hoot to garden with, im like a somewhat toned youngster which has its advantages but she totally fucking outclasses me on shovel use as a fat short old lady... she has a million more farming hours than me obvs and while we were working she was just like... oh yeah bodyweight advantage B) really savaged thru that tangled up grass mat idk what i wouldve done without her w my neighbors dull ass shovel. she was also like, im taking [neighbor name redacted]s shovel and filing it i cant leave it like this

#caves gardening and old women blog #oh and i met my neighbors sweetie while she was out jamming and watering flowers #and shes also so fucking cool and emailing me music recs tonight #not surprised that ms neighbor has great taste in ladies B)

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xpeachesncream · 4 years ago

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off the grid | six

summary: it was as simple as swapping places with a stranger from across the world to get away from everything back home. that is - until you meet Jimin. things become more complicated as he unfolds a new chapter in your life that you were initially trying to avoid.

pairing: reader x pjm

genre: post-college au, christmas/holiday au | angst, fluff, smut (to come)

words: 3.7k

chapter warnings: smut chapter! unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, fingering, oral (f. receiving), slight dirty talk, cussing, possible inaccurate depiction of transportation, events and whereabouts in South Korea since i only did my research thru the internet, fluff

notes: will be wrapping this up in the next few chapters!

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Jimin was going to be busy for majority of the day with his parents, which left you feeling a little sad. But, you knew he had to do what he had to do and he had offered to come by and spend time with you tonight. As you were about to head out and explore on your own with the tips he had given you, a call from an unknown number popped up on your screen.

"Hello?"

"Y/N!" Jungkook's voice came through on the other line. "I hope you don't mind, I asked Jimin for your number not too long ago."

"No, you're good." You chuckled. "What's up?"

"Wanna hang out with me and Tae? We're gonna head to Common Ground."

"Sure!"

"Sick!" He exclaims. "I'll send you our address. Do you think you'll be okay heading over?"

"Yeah, I got it." You responded, remembering Jimin's directions to his place in the event you ever needed anything.

"Okay, just let me know if you get lost and I'll come find you." You chuckled before responding with a simple 'okay' to end the call. You were confident in your memory of the directions, which led you to their place in a matter of minutes. They didn't live too far from Yana, and you remember Jimin saying so since Yana doesn't drive and would simply take public transportation to and from places.

Upon your arrival at their apartment, Taehyung was cleaning up in the kitchen while Jungkook was throwing on a jacket. Jungkook gave you a little tour of their apartment, which was surprisingly clean and smelled of vanilla birchwood. Sooner or later, the three of you were off into town to visit Common Ground, which was considered Korea's first cultural space that was made out of shipping containers. The view and the entirety of it was pretty neat, and you kind of wished Jimin was here, but Jungkook and Taehyung were just as great of travel buddies. They talked a lot about their hometowns and what it was like moving to Seoul, plus how they truly value Korea and it's culture. You were coming to learn what a truly spectacular and beautiful place it was, and it was even more refreshing to hear from the boys themselves how much they loved being from Korea.

After navigating through the crowds and having spent more money on souvenirs and clothes, the three of you decided to eat up and grab some grub. For a minute, you lost Jungkook because he ran into some people he knew, leaving you and Taehyung to eat together.

"This place is neat isn't it?"

"Yeah, it's really cool. Thanks for taking me along." He nodded as his lips poked out while eating his food. You thought it was the most adorable thing.

"You know, Jimin's been really happy since you guys started spending a lot of time together."

"Oh yeah?" You giggled. Yes, Taehyung. Expose him.

"It's actually really nice to see." He chuckled. You knew him and Taehyung had known each other the longest out of their group, but he still held a very tight relationship with Jungkook, Hoseok and Jin. "He's always been the one to take care of people. I just wanna see him happy. He does a lot for the people he cares about."

"I know, he's really the sweetest person I've ever met. He's an angel."

"He was really destroyed over his ex." You continued to listen. "He loved her, a lot. He did everything for her and sacrificed a lot to keep her happy. But she couldn't reciprocate it 100% and that killed him time and time again."

"How long ago was that?"

"About a year ago? Even then, he tried not to have any bad blood with her after she had mistreated him. He has a good heart and mind. He deserves someone good who can take care of him." Your stomach fluttered with the countless butterflies, but most of the happiness you felt, also turned into anxiety. The days were counting down and you wouldn't be here for much longer. "He really, really likes you Y/N."

"I-I do, too. But-" Taehyung looked over at you, concerned. "I'm not going to be here for much longer." You shrugged. "It really sucks."

"Why don't you stay for a little more?"

"Work. My life is back in LA." He nodded. As much as it hurt you to say that, it was true. You wished it was easy to pick up your things and move around the world, but part of you felt silly for even thinking that over a holiday-solo-vacation love story.

"It's gonna be hard, but I honestly don't think Jimin cares. I think he'd make this work with you."

"But is that fair to him? Our time difference and-and, who knows when I'll get to physically see him again? Hearing what he went through.. what if I can't give him what he deserves?"

"I know all of it sounds like a mess and like it would never work, but don't you think you two meant for a reason?" He wasn't trying to be Jimin's right-hand at the moment, he was doing this because he truly could see how the both of you genuinely felt for each other. He hadn't seen Jimin have this glow, this type of genuine happiness to him in a long, long time.

"I don't know, I guess I'm just scared, and I would never want to put Jimin through anything he doesn't deserve."

"I get you." He replies. "But I do hope you know how much he cares about you. Like, I'm really not doing this because he's my bestfriend and all." He laughed. "But because I want to see the both of you happy."

"Thank you." You smiled at him toothlessly, the thoughts now flooding your head. All you wanted to do at this point was run into Jimin's arms and never let go. It would be your new safe haven. All you wanted was Jimin.

The rest of the day with Taehyung and (finally, again) Jungkook was chill, as you grabbed some desserts and played around at a nearby park before heading home to rest. You felt a sudden wave of exhaustion hit you, so you took a quick shower, threw on an oversized tee and shorts before retreating to the bed for a nice, late afternoon nap. You quickly texted Jimin that you'd leave the door unlocked so he could just walk in case you were deadass knocked out and couldn't hear the knocks or phone ringing.

Jimin had been helping his parents do a ton of revamping at their café, while also holding down the fort and doing what he can to help during peak hours. He was exhausted, nonetheless, but was excited to see you. He jetted off to the loft with food from the café to for some dinner, all while chuckling at the text you sent, wondering what the hell Jungkook and Taehyung had put you through today to knock you the hell out.

"Y/N?" He calls out softly. No response. He gently shuts the door and chucks his shoes to the side befofe laying the food out on the kitchen counter. It's peacefully quiet, even as Jimin climbs up the steps to the bedroom area. He smiles to himself as he sees you deep into the duvet covers, sleeping deeply like a baby longing for their afternoon nap. He sits on the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing through your hair, thumb softly caressing your cheek. You slowly open your eyes and smile, immediately sitting up to throw your arms around him. He laughs into your hug, pulling you in closer and running his hands down your back.

"Miss me?"

"I did."

"Aw." He chuckled. "Come here." He cups your cheeks and places a kiss on your lips.

"What a nice way to wake up."

"Yeah? What did TaeTae and Kookie do to you today?"

"Nothing, we just walked around Common Ground." He nodded.

"That's it?"

"We may have played around at a nearby park before going home."

"There it is." He laughed. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving, actually." You stretched.

"I brought some food from the café. Mom said I better feed you well." You chuckled.

"She's the sweetest." He had quickly brought you over to the café the other day, his mom and dad being the sweetest, and most loving people you have ever come across. You could immediately tell where Yana and Jimin got their mannerisms from. His mom couldn't stop holding onto you and telling Jimin how pretty you were, almost like she was telepathically communicating with her son and telling him to stop fucking around and get with it. You couldn't help but giggle at the look on her face.

"Come on." He nodded for you to follow him downstairs. He had paninis laid out, freshly toasted, with chips and more dessert. You pushed the coffee table in the living room forward a bit so that you both could sit on the floor and enjoy a good movie while eating the food. He had asked you more about your day and if Taehyung or Jungkookie had talked shit about him while you guys were out. You couldn't help but chuckle, remembering the serious conversation you and Tae had.

"Mm, actually," You finished up your sandwich and quickly washed your hands before heading back to the living room area. "Me and Taehyung had a pretty serious talk."

"About?"

"You, what else?"

"God, what did he say?"

"Nothing." You laughed, seeing his facial expression change.

"You can't say that you had a serious talk then not talk about it."

"Aw, is someone upset?" He pouted.

"Yeah, cause I'd like to know and I thought you cared about me." He dramatically responded. "I see that you don't, since you'd rather keep me hanging on a string like this."

"You're so dramatic, Park." You pinched his side, making him laugh. His laugh was certainly becoming a weakness for you. "He just told me that you've been really happy since we've been spending time together." He nodded.

"I mean, he isn't wrong."

"He also said that you really cared about me." You looked at him blankly, trying to read his expression and body language. He smiled at you, his cheeks getting hot and rosy.

"He also isn't wrong there."

"Taehyung really knows you, then."

"Since high school." He shrugs.

"That's about it, though." You spared him the rest of the details being that you really didn't wanna spoil the evening with such sad and negative thoughts about how your time was coming to an end here. Frankly though, you knew you had to deal with it sooner or later. That talk was coming either way.

"Hm." He says, pushing the coffee table up more towards the tv and throwing a blanket over both of your legs. He silently swung his arm over your shoulder and kept watching the movie on the tv. It was awhile before he broke the silence again with a sigh, his eyes still glued ahead of him. "I really like you, Y/N. I like you a lot. It's a little scary, but you don't know how much you drive me crazy with everything you do."

You held onto his hand that was hanging loosely from your shoulder and looked over at him. "I really like you too." At this point, you feel his eyes on you. They linger from your eyes, down to your lips and back up to your eyes.

"Then will you let me take care of you?" All self-control had gone out the window after seeing the look in his eyes. It was full of passion and lust, but nothing dark. He just wanted to be close to you and make you happy. He cared, and he wanted you to see that.

"Yes." You say breathily as his face edged closer to yours. He cupped your face with his free hand, instantly pressing a kiss onto your lips. The kiss began to deepen quickly, with Jimin tracing your bottom lip with his tongue, asking for entrance. You gladly let him proceed as your hand rests against his jawline. You took the initiative to pull yourself onto his lap and straddle him, your breathing slightly hitching when you feel his hardened member through his grey sweats. Your tongues are beautifully dancing around as he holds you tightly while you grind your hips against his.

"Hey, wait. Are you sure about this?" He pulls away, knowing the moment is intensifying by the minute. "You know I wanna do right by you, Y/N. I don't wanna do anything you aren't comfortable with."

"I'm sure. I want this. I want you." You respond almost at a whisper, your lips slightly grazing his. He simply nods and brings you back with a kiss. You gently palm his member, making him hiss and groan slightly at your touch. You continue to grind your hips onto him, slowly humping him into insanity.

"Fuck Y/N, honestly, you're going to make me cum if you keep moving like that." You chuckled.

"Don't." You plant kisses along his jaw line, watching as he shuts his eyes and tilts his head back. "I'd want you to do it inside me." You whisper in his ear.

"Y-You can't say things like that." He moaned.

"Or what?"

"You're an instigator, you know that? A really cute one." He says as he chuckles and gently lays you back down onto the ground. He whips your shirt and shorts off, quickly unhooking your bra and tossing it aside. His eyes widen at the sight of your exposed breasts. "So fucking pretty." He curses under his breath as he lightly sucks on your neck and around your breasts, before grabbing a nipple in his mouth and toying around with it with his tongue. You grip onto his hair as you slightly arch your back in pleasure. He bites onto his bottom lip before placing a trail of kisses down your stomach and down to your inner thighs before rubbing your covered clit through your soaked panties. He gently presses his lips onto your covered clit, making you yearn for more. "You're so wet."

"J-Jimin." You weakly call out. "Please."

"I got you, baby." He slips down your panties and inserts a digit into your throbbing pussy. You let out a small moan as he pumps his digit in and out of you, before inserting another two, with his thumb circling your clit.

"Ohhhh, fuck!" You squeal as you continue to feel his fingers stretching you out. You feel your wetness dripping out with every pump and covering areas of your inner thighs before Jimin releases his fingers and has you lick them clean. He lets out a small grunt watching your tongue circle and suck onto his fingers. He then latches onto your clit with his mouth. You feel his tongue swipe down your folds, teasing you with an in and out motion. You jut your hips upward but Jimin does a hell of a job preventing you from moving up any higher. You squirm in his grip, feeling your high coming close. "Jimin, fuck! You're gonna make me cum." You see his eyes look up at you, this time, full of lust. He simply nods as he continues to let his tongue suck you dry and explore the insides of you - the sight being enough to tip you over and make you climax. "Jimin!" You yell his name as your body twitches from underneath his grip. He gives your pussy one last lick, causing you to tremble at the sensitivity.

"You're so fucking pretty when you call my name." He says almost at a whisper. "How else can I make you feel good, baby?" He places soft kisses along your neck and jaw. You tug on his pants, causing him to chuckle and toss his shirt and pants off to the side.

"Please."

"Please, what? Use your words, beautiful."

"I want you deep inside of me. I wanna feel you." He bites onto his bottom lip and smirks. You run your hands down his chiseled abs and his V-line, completely in awe of how beautiful this man truly was. He was driving you crazy, everything about him. His eyes, his soft hair, his scent, his body. Good god.

He removes his boxers, making his hardened cock spring out. It was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen - perfectly long and thick, with veins running upward in various places. You pump him a few times, causing him to let out small moans, before placing your thumb on his reddened head to spread the pre-cum around his tip. He lowers his body back down onto you, his member teasing your entrance and gently grazing your folds. He kisses you passionately before you watch him grab his cock and place the head at your entrance. He inches in, lowering his body back down and bringing the blanket over your bodies while watching your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"You okay?"

"Mhm." You let out, your nails already digging onto his back. He kept a steady pace and slowly eased you into it. Your moans became breathy as he picked up the pace, his hands now keeping your legs opened wider for him. "Mmmmff, Jimin." You pleaded. "Just like that."

"Fuck, babygirl. The way you call my name." He quickly tilts his head back before ramming his body into yours as he became a little rough with it. Your thighs were folded up near your stomach as he held it there and continued to thrust in and out of you. With him picking up the pace, you felt yourself about to reach your climax and cum again.

"God, I'm gonna cum." You continued to moan loudly, until you were gripping onto the blankets and your eyes were rolling back once again. He greatly slowed down his pace, letting you ride out your high once more while placing kisses along your breasts and your lips. He wraps his arms around you and brings the blanket over while he sits back against the couch and lets you straddle him once more. The blanket comfortably sits below your waist, your eyes locked with his. He simply smiles at you, tucking a strand behind your ear and caresses your cheek. You gently and slowly ride him as you lean into his hand and place a kiss on his palm. His hands drop down to your waist, gripping onto them as you kept a steady pace while resting your hands on the couch behind him. You pick up your pace as you watch him squirm underneath you. He begins to call out your name, his hisses and groans accompanying the sound of your wet pussy riding him into the sunset.

"Y/N, fuck. Y-You're gonna make me cum." He tilted his head back, his hands losing grip around your hips as you rode his cock faster. "L-like that." He stutters. "Ugh, god." He hisses. You can tell he's about to let go with the way he's holding back his moans.

"J-Jimin, hmmmmph." You tilt your head back as you feel yourself about to cum for the third time tonight. "Please cum with me." You plead as your moans get louder.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum." He spits out as his fingers deep into your hips. You feel him fill you up completely as you ride out the rest of your high, Jimin's head now resting against your chest as you hold him close. You both stay in the position for awhile to catch your breath. After a moment, he looks up to meet your eyes and smiles, kissing you on the lips before helping you off his lap. He helps clean you up a bit before cleaning himself up and throwing his shirt and sweats back on. You fix the blanket onto the floor and drag some pillows down from the couch so you could lay on your stomach somewhat comfortably on the floor.

"You don't wanna get up to the bed?" Jimin laughed as he kneeled and rubbed your back.

"No, I'm too comfortable now."

"That good, huh?"

"Shut up, Jimin. Leave me alone." He laughed louder.

"I'll go grab another blanket." He says, going into the storage closet to grab another thick blanket to drape over your bodies. He lays next to you, his back resting against the couch as he propped his elbow up and rested his head on his hand. He continued to rub your back as you both looked over at the TV, the movie now nearing the end.

"I have to rewind the movie." You pouted, making Jimin chuckle.

"Go ahead." He watched as you flipped the remote up and brought the movie back to the last place you remembered seeing. You sunk your body into Jimin's, his lips lightly pressing on your head. Not even 5 minutes back into the movie, you felt your eyes getting heavy.

"Ah, I'm getting so sleepy though."

"You took a nap earlier. What do you mean?"

"I worked out a lot today." He laughed and lightly tickled you, making you hit his hand away.

"I see that. Go to sleep."

"Are you going to stay?" You mumbled.

"Only if you want me to."

"Of course I do." He smiled. "But what are you going to do?"

"Watch anime or whatever is on Netflix. Don't worry about me."

"Mmkay."

"Goodnight, baby." He whispers in your ear before kissing your cheek. The word baby made the butterflies come back (and the pussy throb, yet again, but you shoved that in the back of your mind because you definitely didn't have energy to go another round, as much as you wanted to).

Jimin watches as you quickly fall asleep, smiling to himself while he continues to play with your hair. He was happy. So happy. More than he's ever felt before and he wasn't sure how you were doing it. He was caught in your spell and he didn't even see it coming. You had him so undone. All he wanted to do was make this work with you and he was willing to, more than you knew. He didn't care about the time difference, he didn't care about your life being back in LA, he just didn't care about anything you've worried about because he believed you were worth it and he was going to put in this effort. You could figure everything else out later, but he just wanted this to be.

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why don’t you love me | taeyong

title: why don’t you love me pairing: taeyong x black!reader genre: angst, some fluff request: “Taeyong is dating a black girl who SM doesn’t know about and they get into an argument because they’ve been dating for 2 years and he hasn’t told any of the members of NCT . She wants to break up but he doesn’t want to let her go. She accidentally meets Jaehyun and they become friends(Taeyong doesn’t know) and he wants to introduce her to the members so she decides to use this as an opportunity to meet them so Taeyong can crack and tell them about her which he still won’t do out of fear. ❤️” word count: 3.3k warnings: unhealthy relationship dynamic, one tiny mention of sex a/n: i’m not sure if reader meeting jaehyun is realistic, but i wasn’t sure how else to do it since no one at SM knows she exists...don’t clown the music choices plz, i had to look thru my own playlists for this 💀 the ending of this fic has me so shook tbh, i’d have to fight

When you open the door, Taeyong stands before you looking sheepish. “Hi, Y/N. I’m sorry I’m late. I was with the guys today.” You immediately roll your eyes at that and walk away from the entrance, throwing your hands up. Taeyong closes the door behind him and trails in behind you to the kitchen.

“On one of your very few days off? You’re with them everyday. You couldn’t tell them you had other plans? Or even that you have a girlfriend to see?” You turn to look at Taeyong again, crossing your arms. Your body language is already telling him you don’t want to hear more of his excuses. He tries to reach out to you, though you step away from his touch.

He sighs, his shoulders slumping with the knowledge that you’re not going to let this go easily. “They don’t know about us, I can’t exactly—”

“Yes, because you’ve never told them. Or anyone. I’m getting tired of this.” You lean back against the kitchen island, giving him an unimpressed look. “Do you think I enjoy living like some shameful secret?”

“I’m not ashamed of you, and you know it.” You’re not sure about that, actually. “If SM finds out, they’re not going to be happy, and going public is out of the question.” You suck your teeth at that.

“I’ve never asked you about going public; I don’t need or want that. However, I don’t think it’s too much to ask to meet the other men you spend 95% of your time with. God forbid I want to meet the people you refer to as your family.”

Taeyong chews his lips, mulling over your words but feeling too powerless and afraid to do anything about them. Then he sighs and shakes his head, running his hands through his hair. “I just...if gets out, somehow...my career…you know there’s already been so much. A dating scandal would be…”

“I think it’s clearly about more than that,” you argue, your eyebrows drawing together. “You just don’t want anyone to know about me because I’m black.”

“Stop saying that! If I cared about that, I wouldn’t be with you in the first place.”

“Because that’s such a reassurance? Instead, I get to sit up here like the woman in the attic and be hidden away from your friends and family. What a life! Maybe we shouldn’t be together.”

At this, Taeyong’s anxiety becomes almost palpable. “I—what are you saying? You can’t—”

“I can do whatever I want, Taeyong.”

“I don’t want us to break up,” Taeyong argues, his tone becoming more desperate. “I—I can find a way to tell the guys, just...please don’t leave me.”

You give him a long stare. “Quit with the last-ditch attempts to get me to stay. I don’t want you to say that just because you think it’s what I want to hear.”

“What else can I say? I want you in my life. I need you here. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” Taeyong’s eyes become shiny with tears, which you wish you could ignore, but there is still a part of you that loves him and doesn’t want to see him hurt. Even if it’s hurting you too.

Taeyong gets closer to you, and you allow him to pull you into something of a hug. His head slumps to your shoulder, leaning heavily on you, and you can smell the scent of his shampoo in his hair.

“Do you really still love me?” you ask him softly, next to his ear. “Really love me. Don’t tell me you want me next to you just because you’re afraid to be alone.”

He squeezes you more tightly around the waist and lifts his head back up to look you in the eyes. “I love you,” he says quietly. “You have to trust me…”

“Then show me,” you respond. Your patience has been steadily wearing thin, and you are past the point where nice words can get you to be complacent. You wonder if Taeyong has even noticed that—how close you are to the breaking point.

He nods slightly to your words, his lips drawing into a thin line and his eyes heavy with stress. He tries his luck with a kiss, but you turn your head and his lips land on your cheek. “Maybe you should just leave,” you say quietly. The words make you feel cold and alone, but you’re sure you’d still feel that way even if Taeyong stayed. He sags a little but doesn’t fight you on it, instead letting you go and stepping backwards.

He seems unsure what to say for a few moments, and then he nods to himself. “I’ll leave. But please don’t give up on me.” He leaves you with those words lingering in the air—words you’d like to put your belief in.

It’s been a week since you and Taeyong last met up in person. You’ve texted sporadically in the time between then, but you haven’t wanted to say much to him, and he already knows he can’t force you to do anything you don’t want to.

You decide to head out for a day all to yourself as a way to de-stress, though it doesn’t really help. Everywhere you go there are couples, out and about and holding hands without a care in the world. You only wish you could do the same. You haven’t known what that’s like since your last relationship before Taeyong, and the thought of going without that kind of open and unafraid affection for 2 whole years makes you more angry and sad.

You end up in a nearby clothing store, looking through the racks of outfits and subconsciously wondering which ones Taeyong would like. You roll your eyes at this, still unable to get him completely off your mind even though you don’t want to be thinking about him right now.

You end up leaving that store and going to another one nearby—which is a tiny record shop that sells vinyls all the way up from the 1940s to now. You’ve been here a handful of times before, though it’s been a while since your last visit. To your surprise, the clerk still remembers you, waving happily when you enter.

Besides the cashier, you don’t pay much attention to anyone else in the store, only concerned about getting what you want so you can get out and go back home. Your mind is endlessly stressed about Taeyong and his lack of action. Even though you still love him, you don’t know how much more of this you can take. Your resentment only grows, which propels you to want to call things off before they get worse for the both of you.

Worse, indeed. You’re not sure how it can get much worse than your boyfriend acting like you don’t exist, though you’re not willing to try and find out.

You leave the store after making your purchase, ready to go back home and wallow some more, but before you’re fully out the door, someone hurriedly taps you on the shoulder.

“Sorry to bother you, but you dropped this.” You turn around to see a guy holding your sunglasses out to you, which surprises you because you hadn’t even heard them fall off your bag. But more importantly, you’re shocked to see that the guy is Jaehyun, Taeyong’s groupmate. Though he’s wearing the classic kpop idol disguise, you can still tell it’s him.

“Oh—thank you…” You take the glasses from his grasp, still looking at him with a bit of incredulity. You weren’t expecting to see him in this place. You didn’t even notice him in the store.

Jaehyun sees your recognition of him and gives an embarrassed smile, which makes his eyes crinkle above the mask. “Let’s keep this between us, yeah? Better not to draw attention here…”

“Oh, no, I was just surprised you would even be into...” you glance at the store’s sign, which is just above you, “...vinyls?” You say this somewhat sarcastically, not wanting him to think you’re some starstruck fan.

“Do I not seem like that kind of person?” Jaehyun smiles politely and glances to the bag in your hands, the cover of the vinyl album showing through the translucent material. “I just recently heard that one; it’s really good.”

“Really?” You look at the album, which is the record Through Water from Låpsley. “This one’s kind of obscure…”

“Obscure is good too. You find lots of hidden gems in places you didn’t expect.” You nod at that, but the way he’s looking at you makes you think he isn’t entirely talking about the music, and that makes the back of your neck sweat.

“Uh...no, of course. I get it. I was going to get something from The Internet but this caught my eye so…”

“Seems we have similar taste...I wouldn’t mind if you showed me some more of your favorites. I’m always looking for new music. Maybe next time?”

“Next time…?”

Jaehyun nods. “Whenever I swing back around here...who knows. Tuesday? Wednesday? Maybe I’ll come by on a Saturday afternoon and see you here.” It’s an invitation. Maybe not a direct one—he says it like a suggestion—but he is making it known he’d like to meet up again.

Still a bit confused by this sudden encounter, you simply nod. “I’ll keep that in mind, then?” He flashes you a thumbs up before heading off in the other direction, shooting you another quick look over his shoulder before going off on his way.

You walk back to your own place feeling bewildered at the coincidence of it all, and wondering if you should mention it to Taeyong. But what for? You’re still mad with him, and you don’t even know what would come of it. Maybe more of the same—nothing at all.

To your surprise, Jaehyun is actually at the record shop when he said he would be—that Saturday around 2 p.m., flipping through the different albums. You’d managed to talk yourself into thinking he was just playing around, but here he is.

“So you were serious,” you say, walking up behind him. He turns around to meet your eyes, smiling beneath his mask at the sound of your voice.

“Nice to see you again, stranger.” That reminds you; he still doesn’t know your name.

“It’s Y/N.” You stand beside him, looking at the section of records he’s browsing through. All of them are more modern picks, released within the last 5 years. “What are you looking for today?”

He hums throughtfully. “Not sure. I didn’t have anything specific in mind, but if you know anything…”

“Maybe.” You look through the records for something interesting before pulling out one from Toni Braxton, Spell My Name. “Have you heard this one?” Jaehyun looks up to see what you’ve picked, then shakes his head no. You pass it to him and he looks over the cover, then turns it over to read the tracklist. “I like it. Might wanna save it for when you wanna get in your feelings, though.”

He laughs at that. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Also, if you like more indie rock stuff, this is pretty good too.” You hold up a vinyl of The Driver Era’s album, X.

Jaehyun’s eyes light up at that suggestion. “Ah, I’ve wanted to get into this group but it keeps slipping my mind.” He takes that record too.

“What about you? Show me something you like.” Jaehyun nods and walks further into the aisles, and you follow. You notice he’s heading for the section of older albums. “Oh, the oldies, I see. A man of refined taste,” you say, laughing to yourself.

“This one’s the best.” Jaehyun points to one album that’s displayed on the shop wall along with a collection of other records—Chet Baker Sings. Below each album is a rack stacked with copies of the vinyls, and you pull one out to look at it more closely.

“Jazz, huh? I’m not too familiar with this artist, but I’ll trust your judgement; you’re the singer here, after all.”

You and Jaehyun go around the store looking at a few more things before buying your chosen albums. You end up getting more than you expected, but Jaehyun offers to pay—which you’re flustered and surprised by. The cashier giggles at your reluctance to accept, but you end up allowing him to pay for half.

“Well...that was fun!” You let out a breath after you’ve both left the store, lingering around the front of it.

Jaehyun nods his agreement, then hesitates before saying, “Would you like to stay in touch?”

You raise your eyebrows at that, the corner of your mouth lifting in something of a smirk. “I have a boyfriend, so if you’re looking for a romantic prospect…”

Jaehyun shakes his head, his cheeks coloring pink. “No, not like that! I just thought it’d be nice to get to know each other, you know, since we like the same music and all…”

“If you insist!” You tell him your number so he can put it into his phone. He texts you to make sure he’s got the right number, and so you can add his number to your own phone. “So, I guess I’ll talk to you later?”

He grins, and you can imagine how his dimples must appear under the mask. “Of course.”

You and Jaehyun get closer over the next few weeks, though he still doesn’t know you’re Taeyong’s girlfriend, and Taeyong remains equally clueless about your developing friendship with his groupmate. You’ve scarcely seen Taeyong’s face within that same timeframe, other than a few video calls—and one night when he showed up at your place tipsy and managed to talk his way into your bed.

You haven’t directly lied about anything, but you also haven’t felt the need to tell Jaehyun who you really are—not if Taeyong seems to think it doesn’t matter. Besides, you still want Taeyong to say it for himself.

You don’t consider yourself as cheating on him and have no intentions of doing so, but you like being around someone who doesn’t seem to be embarrassed or hesitant about going places with you.

One day when you’re hanging out with Jaehyun, he brings up an idea that makes your eyebrows rise. “Wouldn’t it be cool if you met the rest of the guys? What would you think of that?” he proposes.

This suggestion gets the gears in your head turning. Taeyong would inevitably be there, which would be an easy gateway for him to introduce you as his girlfriend. He’d have no other choice—not with you right in front of his face. Plus, you are curious about getting to know the other members, not knowing much about them other than Taeyong’s anecdotes and the few tidbits Jaehyun has mentioned in passing.

“Really? I don’t know, you're all pretty busy, so it’ll be hard to gather in one place…” You’re hoping your reverse psychology works so he’ll take the bait and come up with a solution to this apparent “dilemma.” Thankfully, he does.

“Well, you don’t have to meet all of them at once,” he suggests. “But if you want, you could come visit after practice or something…”

“I’d like that. Yes, I could do that. If that’s okay with you guys.”

Jaehyun grins, taking a sip of his drink. “Yeah, I think that would be fun.”

The day of your visit with NCT 127 comes up on you before you know it, and you’re more nervous than you can remember being in a while. You have no clue how Taeyong will react, but you can only hope things don’t go completely left. In your mind, this is the only option left for the both of you, since he refuses to take the initiative himself.

What you do know, though, is that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. You can’t go wrong with bringing food to a bunch of hungry men who’ve just finished dance practice.

In the practice room, the boys hang out huddled together in little groups, taking a break from practicing for their upcoming comeback. They usually would’ve called out for food at this point, but Jaehyun has already let them know he has a friend coming who’s bringing something to eat. The other 8 boys wait somewhat impatiently for your arrival, as Jaehyun left earlier to let you into the SM building.

“I wonder who’s this friend Jaehyun’s bringing,” Doyoung says. “He’s really excited about it. She must be quite special.”

“For real! Whenever he mentions her he gets the same smile he always does whenever he meets another girl he thinks is gonna be The One,” Haechan says sarcastically. “Let’s see how long it takes before he fucks it up this time.”

“Aw, that’s messed up,” Mark says, though he has to stifle a snort of laughter.

The boys cheer when Jaehyun finally comes back to the room with you and the food in tow. You try to calm your racing heart as you face the room full of men, including your boyfriend—who’s just caught sight of you.

Taeyong’s eyes are confused, panicked, and pitiful as he looks at you. He tries to keep his demeanor indifferent so the other members won’t notice anything suspicious, but he doesn’t believe he’s doing a very good job of hiding the cracks. His chest tightens with anxiety as he observes you and Jaehyun standing next to each other.

How do you even know each other? Why did you never mention it? Does Jaehyun know? Perhaps most importantly of all, what should Taeyong do? He loves you—at least he believes he does, though you haven’t seemed very convinced of it lately. He doesn’t know how to admit it out loud to anyone else, though, and now it seems even more complicated than before.

Taeyong hangs back a bit as the others introduce themselves to you individually. Johnny and Jaehyun give him slightly odd looks, wondering about the reason behind his tense expression.

There’s nowhere left to hide when Taeyong is the only one left who hasn’t introduced himself.

You look at him expectantly, waiting for him to introduce you as his girlfriend, though to the rest of the men it only looks like you’re waiting for him to acknowledge your presence with a greeting. There’s an undeniable tension in the room as you and Taeyong practically stare each other down, though no one is quite bold enough to directly address it.

His stomach is nothing but a collection of knots now. He thinks about just saying it, but a vice-like sense of fear has him pinned. He thinks he can feel a headache building behind his temples.

Finally, Taeyong cracks a strained smile and holds his hand out to you. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Taeyong, leader of NCT 127.”

Your heart and stomach drop to your feet, and your hands tremble a little. Your face falters, though you try to disguise it, your mouth drawing into a tight, closed grin. In that moment, you make your decision. You take Taeyong’s hand, squeezing it tighter than necessary. He winces, the back of his neck burning. “It’s nice to meet you, Taeyong.”

When your hand leaves his, Taeyong feels as if a huge dark cloud has just crossed over him. His stomach twists with dread as he watches you turn to Jaehyun without a second glance, talking to the younger man casually about the food you’ve brought. Something about the gesture feels undeniably final, and he knows you’ve just slipped out of his life.

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tigerdrop · 4 years ago

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I noticed that other artist/writers/whatever all headcanon Gordon as a soft boy n all that crap, but you... Your Gordon sounds like if someone took Freemind, threw him in a dishwasher for 3 days and that changed his superiority complex into anxiety and his brain turned into jello. And he doesn't say slurs anymore. Anyway this was my weird way to say that your Gordon characterization is very unique in a way and I love it. My final message, Goodbye.

AWW hell thank u........i like that description a lot LMFAO i just.....i take what i see in canon and stretch some of it. some bits more than others

like.......straight up, he is a bitch. gordon “hlvrai” freeman is a bitch. he is a jerk literally from the moment he hops into the game! before the res cas even happens! lots of people like to be like “you cant just make him angry.....hes not angry hes just stressed out ):” but this is not true. hes not, like, yelling-angry, but he is just mean for no fucking reason a lot of the time. and hes very, very pathetic too. hes kind of like......moe thru helplessness......he strikes me as a very high-strung person that has no idea what hes doing, like, ever. hes got a Woke Boy complex but he kind of falls into that common internet pitfall of “believing that having the right beliefs makes him a good person even though he is a fucking asshole”. he thinks that he is a smart guy and knows better than the others even though he is like.......he is remarkably stupid in other ways. very selective intelligence. prime example that having an advanced degree does not actually mean you are smarter than others by default

so like i dont really understand the softboy thing a lot of the time. i think people kind of watch this series and just project whatever traits they want onto these characters even if it is fully at odds with what we actually see. (i do this too sometimes. gordon is anxious and stressed out canonically but the neuroticism that i give him is, admittedly, a stretch.) he is a lot more like the freemans mind gordon than i think most people want to admit. but like. seriously. watch the series again. this gordon freeman is not very nice. frankly, i think the rare moments in which gordon gets over himself and just acts like a nice guy are all the more potent because hes a jerk most of the time! this dude sucks!!! he is an average mcfucking nobody with no friends (again, because he is kind of an asshole and he really likes putting people down and making fun of them) and cringe interests and, somehow, benrey took a look at all of that and said “yeah i would fuck that” anyway. gordon really, really does not know how good he has it

also, you know. repression is cool! i think the way he treats benrey in the first 3-3.5 acts smacks of some deep fucking repression. “ohhh i hate benrey oh i wish he would just leave me alone.........oh shit benrey left me alone. wheres benrey? is he lost? i wonder what benreys doing right now. hey guys wouldnt it be crazy if benrey were here right now” WHO are you trying to FOOL. everyone in the science crew is like 2 seconds away from telling him to shut the fuck up about his obvious crush but hes still trying to convince himself that he hates benrey even when hes giggling like a fucking schoolgirl at the guy. god. i hate him. i love him but i hate him

this is a lot of words that ultimately boil down to......thank u. i like making gordon freeman worse. most of these words werent directly relevant but i do be thinking them

#asky #careposting

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maggotzombie · 5 years ago

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LIEBE LIESE: ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴠ – ℬℴ𝓎𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓁

→ CHAPTERS LIST — CHAPTER IV: WINE AND CANDLES WORD COUNT: 5k A/N: I was supposed to post this at the beginning of the week but my creativity decided to give up on me and it just came back a couple of days ago when my will to write ran out of the door lmao.

HER GROAN echoes in the empty doctors’ lounge and she rests her forehead on the cold tabletop. Liese had barely gotten any sleep in the previous night thinking about Henry, she might as well have let him come up to her apartment.

Sierra gets into the room and chuckles at the sight of her friend. “Someone had a rough night,” She comments, taking a seat across from Liese.

She grunts again. “I haven’t slept a wink,” She replies, raising her head slowly.

“Why?” Her friend asks. “What’s keeping you up?”

Liese ponders for a second, playing with her paper cup filled with steamy coffee. “I have to tell you something,” She starts. “But you can’t tell anyone else, at least for now.”

“Okay,” Sierra nods, taking a sip of her own coffee.

“I’ve slept with Henry Cavill,” The woman blurts out, unable to keep that from her friend anymore – actually, best friend. The reaction from her is unexpected as she spits her coffee out on Liese. “Sierra!” She complains, looking at her with wide eyes.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” She says, looking at her with an apologetic face. “You did what?” She furrows her brows.

Liese looks down at the coffee staining her scrubs and shakes her head, standing up. She throws her coffee away and walks out of the doctor’s lounge, towards the locker room. Sierra follows her, eager to know more about that.

“Hold on!” She rushes after the silver-haired doctor. “How and when did this happen? Is he as big as he looks like? Is he as good as I imagine him to be? Oh my God, is his ass that amazing without clothes?” Sierra fires away.

“Dear Lord, shut up,” Liese says with an alarmed expression, looking around to see if someone heard any of it. “Don’t make me regret telling you that,” She gives her friend a pointed look before continuing walking towards the locker room.

“Why are you so worked up about this?” Her friend asks, completely confused.

“Because he’s in the public eye!” She states the obvious. “And I don’t want anyone to spread rumors on the internet that might get to gossip pages when I don’t even know what’s going on.”

“Well, when you put it in that way,” Sierra shrugs and they get into the empty locker room. “Will you tell me more about it though?”

“Yes. I was about to do just that when you spat coffee on me!” The woman says, pulling clean scrubs from her locker.

“I’m so sorry,” Her friend whines with a face. “It’s not every day that your best friend sleeps with Superman. I was shocked!” She says. “Damn, I am shocked.”

Liese chuckles, walking away. “Cmon, I’ll take a quick shower and you can stand outside the stall so I can spill the beans.”

“There isn’t anyone in here, you can start,” Sierra rushes.

“Aren’t you eager to know about that, huh?” The woman teases, looking at her friend. “Can you try to clean this up so it doesn’t stain?” She asks, stripping off her shirt.

The oncologist takes it and turns to the sink. “Of course I’m eager,” She replies. “Remember that I was the one hyping you up yesterday about exactly that?” She points out and then it clicks. “Oh my god, did you have sex with him in your office yesterday?”

“No, I did not,” Liese chuckles again as she turns the shower on.

“Hmm, I’ll pretend to believe in you,” The woman says, rinsing the coffee from Liese’s scrubs. “So, how did this happen?”

“Well, he approached me at the gala,” She starts to tell the story and her friend grins. “We started flirting, I didn’t think too much of it but then he suggested we leave and get food.”

Sierra laughs loudly. “What? Actually, this is so you, Lis,” She says, shaking her head.

“I was hungry, okay? I didn’t eat anything before going to the gala,” She defends herself. “Anyway. We went to a drive-thru and then to his house,” She pauses. “Yes, he is big. Yes, he’s good, even better than that, I’d say. Yes, his ass is very much amazing,” She answers all the questions Sierra asked previously.

“Oh my Gooood,” Her friend squeals in excitement, and Liese simply chuckles.

“But then I was drunk enough to blacked out,” Liese confesses.

“What? I thought you had sex with him!” She says with a frown.

“I had, I blacked out after it. It doesn’t even matter, because the morning sex was even better,” She points out. “If that isn’t enough for you…”

“What?” Sierra asks, interrupting her.

The woman smiles at her excitement. “He made me breakfast, asked me on a date during said breakfast, and even dropped me off at home,” She says.

Suddenly, her friend pokes her head into the shower stall with the biggest grin on her face. “I’m loving this,” She says.

Liese chuckles and shakes her head, turning off the shower, not bothered by her friend seeing her naked. “When I came back home at the end of the day, he was at my doorstep,” She continues while drying off her body.

“Yesterday?” Sierra asks, leaning against the sink again.

“No, that was Tuesday. He dropped me off home in the morning after breakfast and was waiting for me when I came back home,” The doctor explains, dressing the clean scrubs quickly. “He slept over and he was dropping off my keys when he came to the foundation yesterday,” Liese says as she steps out of the shower stall.

Her friend’s jaw is on the floor. “Seriously?”

She nods, sitting on the bench to put her shoes back on. “I went on a date with him last night,” She confesses, hugging her legs after lacing her shoes.

By now Sierra is already sitting across from her on the bench and her reaction to the last piece of information is priceless. A mix between surprise and happiness washes over her face, making Liese smile.

“Lis…” She says, unable to form a proper sentence.

“Yeah, I know,” The woman sighs. “And he’s such a gentleman, Sie. Like, seriously! He’s that kind of gentleman that only exists in old films, how’s that even possible?” She asks rhetorically. “He’s funny, smart, he’s actually interested in what I have to say and I… I really like him,” She confesses.

Her friend stares at her in silence for a few seconds. “You don’t seem very happy about that,” She points out.

“I’m just scared,” Liese confesses, her shoulders dropping. “I’m scared of getting my hopes up for something that isn’t going to move forward. You know I have this habit.”

Sierra shakes her head. “I’m going to stop you right there,” The oncologist says. “That was very different. He made promises to you, promises he never intended to fulfill but you didn’t know that. And there’s no way you could know that,” She says.

“Still,” The woman shrugs. “As I’ve said before, he’s in the public eye, he’s famous. I’m don’t know if I should expect something more serious. I mean, he’s surrounded by gorgeous women all the time,” She says and her friend gives her a dirty look as to tell her that’s bullshit. “I don’t know. The only thing I know is that I like him.”

“Oh my God! Stop overthinking!” Sierra starts. “Let things flow as they should and don’t rush into assumptions,” Her friend makes a face. “You only know the guy for three days, it was one date. Chill the fuck out,” She advises, making Liese chuckle.

“That’s why I love you,” The woman says, reaching out to hug her friend.

“One more thing,” Sierra says, holding a hand out to stop her. “If you ever keep things like that from me ever again, I’ll murder you,” She threatens.

“Okay,” Liese nods, slapping the oncologist’s hand away and wrapping her arms around her. “I love you,” She says.

“I love you, too,” Sierra replies.

“Please, don’t mention anything about that to my brothers,” She asks.

“They don’t know either?” Her friend is truly shocked.

“Gustav knows I went on a date and he probably told everyone else by now but that’s it,” She says. “He doesn’t know it was with Henry and I want my family to know as little as possible until I figure out where this is going,” She explains, fixing her bun and standing up.

“Okay,” She nods. “I want to know more about this date, though,” She adds, following Liese.

The woman turns to her with the most radiant smile. “It was amazing!” She says, closing her locker. “But you’ll have to wait till lunch to know more about it because my break is over and I need to get back to the ED.”

Sierra’s face falls. “Are you kidding me?” She asks as the doctor leaves the room.

“Nope,” She shakes her head, walking away.

The ED is quite peaceful until lunchtime which Liese both appreciates and dreads at the same time. As promised, she tells Sierra everything about her date with Henry in reach details; how amazing it’s the restaurant he took her, the delicious wine, the impeccable meal, what they’ve talked about, and even the make-out session on his car before she got into her apartment building. Her friend can’t stop squealing at what makes her excited, which is about every little detail Liese tells her.

As she dreaded, the afternoon is hell in the ED. From a rush of incoming patients three different times within five hours to dealing with bureaucracy, annoying relatives, and difficult patients, the woman develops a headache and cravings for a relaxing shower and a steamy mug of hot cocoa with marshmallows.

Her phone rings as she walks towards the tube station and she answers without checking the caller’s ID. “Hello.”

“Ah, it’s nice hearing your voice,” Henry’s baritone voice fills her ears.

“Oh, hey you,” She smiles instantly. “It’s good to hear your voice, too,” She replies, climbing down the stairs.

“What are you up to?” He asks.

“Uh, I just got off work,” Liese replies, navigating the crowd. “I’m about to take the tube,” She says. “You?”

“I’m just thinking about you,” The man is completely honest. “Can I come over? I’ll cook you dinner,” He offers.

Her smile widens. “What’s the proposal exactly?” She asks.

“How do sesame chicken and chili lime slaw sounds like?” Henry suggests.

She closes her eyes for a second, imagining it and humming at the thought of him cooking it. “In your voice? Heavenly,” The woman says. “Imagining you making it? Porn,” She adds and his laugh makes her stomach twirl with butterflies.

“So, it’s a deal?” He asks to make sure.

“Yeah, I’d love that,” Liese replies and sighs. “I’m just very tired, I might start nodding off on you,” She warns, making a face he couldn’t see.

“I don’t mind,” The man replies quickly. “As long as I can have you in my arms, it’s fine,” He adds.

She nearly swoons at his words. “Dear Lord, yes. Get your fabulous ass in my flat,” She says, making him laugh again.

“I’ll be there in a few. Can I bring Kal?” He asks and Liese can picture him raising his eyebrow.

“Oh, please do. I need a snuggle buddy,” She agrees almost immediately.

“I thought I was the snuggle buddy,” Now she’s positive he’s pouting.

She chuckles at her imagination, biting down on her lip. “You are,” Liese reassures. “But with whom I’ll snuggle with while you’re cooking?”

“That’s a valid point,” He agrees.

“I know,” The woman chuckles again. “Okay, I’ll take the train now. See you in a few.”

“Be safe,” Henry says.

“You too,” She hangs up after getting into the train car.

Needless to say, it’s packed with people as it’s the rush hour, so Liese doesn’t have anywhere to sit. This only adds to her tiredness but nothing she couldn’t handle. Soon enough, she arrives at her building and Mr. Ferris is there to greet her, as usual. She gets her mail and rushes to her apartment to have that much-needed shower.

Just as she finishes dressing up, the doorbell rings. The sound is almost foreign to her ears as she rarely has visitors but the thought of the person behind the front door makes her heartbeat increase. The woman gets to the door with a smile on her face and she is greeted by a handsome man and an overly excited puppy.

“Oh fuck,” Henry gaps at her appearance.

Liese wears thigh high stockings, cheeky panties, and a sweatshirt that’s a tad small, leaving her lower stomach on display. “Are you going to keep gawking at me from my doorstep?” She raises an eyebrow at him in amusement.

Before he could reply, Kal barks at her, drawing her attention to himself. Then, the bear dog takes the liberty to get into her apartment and jumps at her, resting his big paws on her stomach as he demands scratches.

“Hey buddy,” The woman happily scratches behind his ears. “How are you? Have you been a good boy?” She slides to the floor with Kal and he shows her his belly. “I’m sure you have.”

She proceeds to talk to the dog in German and the man simply smiles at the scene in front of him. He steps into the apartment and shuts the door behind himself, watching as Liese allows Kal to lick her face without scolding him.

If Henry wasn’t crazy about her before, now he definitely is. A woman that doesn’t mind the crazy affection his dog has to give is a catch.

He takes the liberty to put the supermarket bags on the kitchen island along with a much adorable-looking shopping bag. “Alright, my turn,” Henry says, stopping in front of the woman.

She looks up at him with a genuine smile. Kal quickly wanders off to explore the unknown apartment and Henry offers a hand to help the woman up. She accepts it right away and he pulls her up to his arms, sealing their lips together. Apparently, the innocent peck doesn’t last as long as Liese desires as she shakes her head slightly when the man starts to move away, placing an arm around his shoulders and pulling him down again.

“Unh-unh,” She hums before deepening the kiss.

Henry’s thumbs press on her hips bones and then his arms fasten around her small body, pressing her against him. He almost sighs into the kiss as her free hand brushes his cheek fondly. She pulls away slowly and her tongue runs on her now slightly swollen lips.

“Hi,” She breathes out and drops a few inches.

Just now the man realizes she was on her tiptoes. “Hey love,” He can’t stop himself from pressing his lips against hers again. “How was your day?” He asks.

Liese groans, locking both arms around his neck as his hands rest in her hips. “Stressful,” She rolls her eyes. “But it’s a hundred times better now.”

“That’s good to know,” Henry smiles. “I got you something,” He says and she furrows her brows.

“What?” The woman asks, letting go of him as he moves towards the cute shopping bag and picks it up from the island. “Why?” She chuckles.

“Because I thought of you when I saw it,” He replies, giving her the shopping bag.

“Thanks,” She says, looking at him.

Henry leans against the island and watches as she smiles, looking at the single rose sticking out of the bag. The woman gently picks it up and brings it to her nose. She glances back at him and he simply smiles at her. Then, Liese looks back down at the bag, opening it as she holds the rose in her hand.

“Aww,” Liese says, taking the fluffy teddy bear out of the bag. “He’s so adorable,” She says, holding the small stuffed toy near her face while looking at Henry.

He just keeps staring at her with a huge grin on his face and she looks back at the teddy bear.

“I’ll call him Hank,” Liese decides, getting closer to him.

“Why not Henry?” He asks, frowning slightly.

“Because that’s my other teddy bear,” She replies, circling his neck with her arms again.

The man’s eyes instantly start to scan the apartment for another teddy bear but he’s sure there isn’t any. “And where’s it?”

“Right in front of me,” Liese says, biting her lip and he laughs in realization. She then presses her lips against his. “Thank you. I love it,” She says, looking into his eyes.

“Really?” He asks, smiling at her.

“Yes, very much,” She nods, walking towards her bed. “I think my niece will try to steal it from me the next time I babysit her,” The woman chuckles, looking down at the bear, and then she makes eye contact with Kal, who’s laying on her bed like it’s a habit of his. “Oh, you make yourself quite comfortable, don’t you?” She chuckles, petting the dog.

“Kal,” Henry calls, looking at the dog from across the room. “What are you doing? Get out of there.”

“No, it’s okay,” Liese reassures, petting the dog after carefully placing Hank in the middle of her bed, against the pillows.

She turns around to the man unpacking the groceries. “So, how old is your niece?” He asks curiously.

“She’s four,” The woman replies. “How can I help?” She asks, getting back to the kitchen space.

“Just get your temporary snuggle buddy and put that fine ass of yours on the sofa,” Henry advises, giving emphasis on the word and making her chuckle. “I’ll figure things out around here, don’t worry,” He adds with a smile.

“Okay,” She says with a nod, turning to her fridge. “Can I at least pour you a pint?” She asks, taking a bottle of Guinness out of the fridge along with a can of RedBull.

“Sure,” He replies, opening her cabinets in search of pans. “Will you drink with me?”

“I’ll take a sip of yours, for sure,” Liese says, filling the pint. “But I can’t, love. I have to work early tomorrow,” She explains, the pet name rolling out of her tongue easily, without her realizing it.

But Henry catches it and he can’t help the goofy smile on his face. He stares at her in silence as she takes a sip of the beer, only realizing his gaze on her while she settles the pint down.

“What?” She asks, licking her lips.

“Nothing,” Henry shakes his head and takes the pint she’s offering him. “Do you babysit her often?” He returns to the niece subject.

“Yeah. And her brother, too,” The woman replies, cracking open a RedBull and pouring it into a glass. “Especially now that my sister-in-law had another baby. I try to take them as much as possible to give her a break,” She explains, moving away.

“How many niece and nephews do you have?” He asks while skillfully working on the chicken breasts.

“Eight,” Liese says, flipping her flat screen to face the living room space. “Four of each. How about you?” She asks, taking a seat at the sofa with the remote in her hands.

“Ten; eight nephews and two nieces,” The man replies and she makes a face.

“There are way too many men in your family,” She points out, turning the TV on. “You have no sisters and only two nieces… That’s terrible.”

Henry chuckles. “It’s not that terrible,” He says.

“For you,” She says, taking a sip from her drink. “Kal,” The woman whistles, and the dog immediately jumps off her bed, looking over at her from the corner of the shelving. “Come here, buddy,” She calls, tapping on the sofa.

He accepts the invitation right away and climbs on the sofa, quickly snuggling next to Liese. She chuckles at the pet, who doesn’t waste time in giving her a few more licks on the face as she scratches his ears.

From the kitchen space, Henry smiles. “How come you don’t have any pets?” The man asks and she looks back at him, pushing Kal to sit beside her. “You’re so good with Kal.”

“I do, actually. I have two cats at my parents’,” She replies.

“Cats?” Henry makes a face, looking up at her. “I thought you were a dog person,” He says.

“Now, there’s no such thing, okay,” She chuckles. “Cats are great, too. Unless you have allergies… But people who say they are ‘dog person’ have never spent time with a cat to know better,” Liese makes air quotes. “Have you?” She raises her eyebrow.

He chuckles before replying. “Guilty as charged.”

“See?” She laughs.

“But why are your cats at your parents’?” He asks. “They don’t allow pets in here?”

“They do,” Liese nods. “I was working a lot a while ago and wasn’t giving them the attention they deserve. So, I took them to stay with my parents for a couple of weeks and they never let me have them back,” She explains, petting Kal’s head as he rests in on her lap.

They keep chatting about anything while Henry prepares their diner, after all, they’re still getting to know each other. At some point, the man even asks if that counts as a date, and Liese confirms with a chuckle.

“Here you go,” Henry says, bringing the food dish to her on the sofa.

“Oh, my God. Are you serious?” She laughs, looking up to meet his eyes.

“Yep. The full service,” He replies as she sits upright. “Down,” He says to Kal while Liese takes the plate.

“It looks amazing,” She says and he starts to move away. “Hey,” The woman grabs his t-shirt and pulls him down for a peck on the lips. “Thank you,” She says against his lips.

“You’re welcome,” Henry presses his lips against hers one more time before moving away.

Liese puts a piece of the sesame chicken into her mouth and she can’t help but moan at the taste. “Goddamn, why?” She asks herself.

“Is there a problem?” He asks, returning to the sofa with his plate and another RedBull for her.

“Yes!” She says with an incredulous look and Henry hesitates. “You’re too perfect.”

The man immediately laughs and shakes his head, taking a seat beside her and pouring the beverage into her empty glass. “I’m not perfect,” He says, handing her the now full glass.

“I beg to differ,” Liese points to her drink and the delicious food. “This is beyond delicious,” She says.

“I’m glad you like it,” He says with a smile. “But I’m still not perfect.”

“Oh, Henry. Please!” She deadpans. “You’re awfully handsome, even better in bed,” She says without shame and he laughs. “And can cook like a chef. Why aren’t you married anyway?”

“Haven’t found the one yet,” He replies truthfully, looking at her. “You?” He asks back.

“I work a lot,” The woman says. “It’s not easy to find someone who understands,” She stuffs her mouth with food to prevent herself from saying too much.

“I get that,” Henry says and looks back at him. “Way too well, actually,” He adds.

They share a look for a few seconds and Liese’s smile widens before she looks down at her plate shyly. She then offers him another pint which he kindly declines, saying that his trainer will have his head in a silver platter if he keeps indulging himself in anything he wants to. They eat in comfortable silence and the woman thanks Henry again for the meal.

She once again points out how perfect Henry is because he didn’t leave any dirty dishes behind. All the pans, bowls, knives, and even the cutting board he used to make their meal is perfectly washed. And he doesn’t let her wash the dishes they used by herself, instead, they agree on him washing and she drying and putting it away.

Despite all the RedBull consumed, Liese can’t stifle her yawns as they watch TV in the living room and the man suggests they go to bed. After flipping the flat screen to face her bedroom again, they get into bed. She rests her head comfortably on Henry’s chest and tucks her hand into his t-shirt, caressing his torso before leaving it on his stomach. He flinched at her warm touch at first, flexing his abs, then he focuses his attention on stopping the blood flow to his cock.

Kal sat at the edge of her bed and kept staring at them until the woman allowed him to climb onto the mattress. Now he’s lying at their feet.

Even though she could barely keep her eyes open, Liese still tries to fight her sleep and the man notices it. “You know you can sleep, right love?” He says. “I don’t mind.”

“Yeah,” She replies, unable to stifle another yawn and rubbing her tired eyes slightly.

“Then why are you resisting sleep so much?” Henry asks with furred browns, trying to get a look on her face.

“I want to spend more time with you,” The woman replies honestly, raising her head to look at him.

He smiles at her answer and she smiles back at him, reaching out her hand to caress his sharp jawline. While his blue orbs don’t leave her brown ones, the woman’s eyes try to memorize every inch of his flawless face. His high cheekbones, his adorable nose, his perfectly shaped mouth, and even his long and enviable eyelashes. Her fingertips brush gently on his jaw, the short stubble tickling it.

Liese bites her bottom lip slightly as she places her thumb into the cleft of his chin, her eyes shifting back to his. “I know we know each other for only three days,” She starts, fingers still caressing his chin and jaw. “But I really like you,” She confesses.

The corners of his lips curl up in a small smile. “I really like you, too,” He says.

Now it’s her time to smile before pulling herself up to press her lips against his. One kiss leads to another which leads to Liese straddling his body before being pinned down by it while he thrusts into her slowly.

The sex is not as urgent as the other times they had it, they’re not simply seeking the amazing sensations of the release. It feels much more like they’re enjoying each other’s company and trying to memorize each other’s sweet spots.

Henry is not offended nor bothered by the fact that she is fast asleep as soon as her head rests on his chest again. Her naked body – well, almost completely as he left the stockings on while undressing her – is pressed against his, one leg throw above his, and the warmth of her body is very soothing.

As his fingertips brush soothingly along her spine, the man wonders if a relationship with Liese will be possible and, if so, how is going to be like when he’s away because that has been the kryptonite of all his past relationships.

Kal, who got annoyed with all the fussing happening on the mattress half an hour ago and left, interrupts his thoughts as he jumps back onto the bed. The dog makes himself comfortable beside the woman and rests his head in the middle of her back, where Henry could reach to pet him.

“You like her, right bear?” He asks the dog who stares at him. “Me too, buddy. Me too.”

It doesn’t take too much time for the man to fall asleep too. In the middle of the night, Liese wakes up with the TV shining way too bright. The remote is nowhere to be found, probably on the sofa, so she’s forced to leave the comfort of Henry’s arms and turn it off.

She smiles at his adorable sleeping form and caresses the bear dog before standing up. She dresses her clothes again, turns off the TV, and then drinks two glasses of water to ease her thirst before going back to bed.

Immediately after laying down with her back turned to the man, he drapes his arm around her, pulling her against his chest and inhaling the scent of her hair. Liese smiles at that and even more when Kal decides to reposition himself into her arms.

In the morning, she wakes up before her alarm, feeling well-rested. Well, how could she not? So, the woman turns off the alarm to not wake up the sleeping actor laying beside her and turns around to admire his beauty until she couldn’t be in bed anymore.

Carefully to not disturb Henry, she gets up and pets Kal. Without making a sound, she gets into her bathroom and starts to get ready for work.

While she intended to let the man sleep as much as he wants to, his dog doesn’t share the same intentions. As she exits the bathroom, drying her hair with a towel, Kal is standing on the bed near Henry, nudging his face with his snout while whining.

“No, Kal,” She whispers, trying to shush the dog away. “Don’t…” She says but then she sees the man stirring awake. “You’re a bad boy after all, huh?” She gives him a look.

“Alright, bear. I’m awake,” Henry says to the dog, voice hoarse from sleeping, and Kal licks his face. “Were you planning on leaving me here sleeping again?” Henry asks her as he pushes his pet away.

“Yes, I was,” The woman replies.

“Then, good boy,” He says to Kal.

Liese shakes her head and crawls on the bed towards him, pressing her lips against his. “Good morning,” She says, looking down at him.

“Oh yes, it’s very good like this,” The man agrees and she chuckles as he pulls her face down again. “What time is it?” He asks as she moves away.

“Seven something,” She replies, getting into her closet.

“Where are you working today?” Henry yawns, rubbing the sleep off of his eyes.

“At St. Thomas’,” Her voice travels back to him as he gets up from the bed and starts to get dressed.

He checks the exact time on his phone before shoving it into his pocket. “Can I drop you off?” He asks, putting his shirt on.

Liese emerges from the closet dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. “You don’t have to,” She says. “It’s the opposite way of your house,” Liese adds.

“But I want to,” He insists, getting into her bathroom. As he flushes the toilet, the woman gets into the bathroom with him. “And we can get breakfast on the way,” He suggests, hugging her from behind and kissing her neck as she plugs her hairdryer.

“Okay,” The woman smiles, turning around to peck his lips. “You don’t have to give me these puppy eyes. It’s your gas you’re wasting,” She points out, handing him a new toothbrush.

Henry smiles widely, opening the packaging and wetting the toothbrush. “And I’ll gladly drive you around,” He replies, watching her start to dry her hair as he brushes his teeth.

Liese only chuckles and shakes her head slightly.

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— CHAPTER VI: UNDER PREASSURE

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Nervous Regrets - Tyler Seguin - Part 29

Word Count: 4,198

POV: Reader

Warnings: Smut, NSFW, Language, Pregnancy Pictures??

Notes: It’s not yet tomorrow, so at least I kept my word and got this one out today as well. We are definitely getting closer to the birth. Can’t wait! Happy Reading!

Nervous Regrets Masterlist

The beach was completely amazing. The water was warm; the sun was shining and everyone was laughing and having so much fun. Tyler wouldn't let you go in the water without him being by your side, for fear that you'd get knocked down by a wave. Which at first you were totally going to protest, but as the first wave hit, you felt yourself lose a bit of your balance. From then on out, you made sure you only went in just slightly above your ankles if he wasn't around.

On day two, Anna finally convinced you to start your pregnancy shoot, while the boys were out golfing in the afternoon. You'd brought several outfits, along with lingerie, to change into for all the photos Anna had in mind. She started off with some cute dress shots of you on the beach, mostly you walking along in the shallow water, some with the waves splashing around. You changed into one of your bikinis, with cute flowy cover-ups, for a couple of the shots. Moving up the pool, Anna did a few unique shots there as well. She then had you put on a few of the lingerie sets and did some sexy shots just for Tyler in the bedroom.

The lighting was hitting the house perfectly, and they all somehow convinced you to go nude, which was totally out of your comfort zone. The backdrop and lighting created the perfect opportunity for some silhouette shots. "Ok, just lay there and cover your breasts with your left hand. Oh, that's perfect." Anna told you. "Now bend your left knee up and point your toes." You had your hair fanned out behind you, and you weren't sure what made you do it, but you arched your back slightly. "Oh my god, yes, that looks amazing."

"Seriously (Y/N), you look so beautiful. Tyler is going to freak." This was from Liv, as she and Jenna were standing over by Anna, as she snapped shot after shot.

After a few more pictures like that, Anna gave you a gauzy piece of material to wrap around you. You kneeled, keeping your feet under you while you brought the material up to cover your breasts, as much as it would allow. "These are so good (Y/N), I can't wait for you to see them." It felt like you did about a hundred more poses in the next thirty minutes, but soon you were all gathered around Anna's laptop looking at all the photos she took.

"Anna, these are fantastic. How did you make me look so good?" You always knew Anna was an amazing photographer, but each of the pictures she took of you was simply beautiful. She'd even captured some fun playful ones, from when the girls had made you laugh.

"I'm so glad you like them. I can't wait to do some with both you and Tyler."

You were scrolling through all the photos when the guys finally got home. "What are you ladies up to? Because from here it looks like no good." Jamie teased you all as he came over to give Jenna a kiss on the cheek. "Oh wow! (Y/N) these are….wow! They're amazing."

"Awww, thanks, Jame!"

"Ok Chubbs, why are you complimenting my wife?" Tyler asked and you turned so quick, you could've got whiplash as he called you wife.

Thankfully, no one but you and Jenna really noticed and she quickly covered it by saying. "We're all looking at the phenomenal photos Anna took of (Y/N) this afternoon."

"Oh, I want to see." Tyler pushed his way over by you so that he could get a good view on the computer. "Oh my god babe, you look stunning." Anna continued to scroll down thru until she was at the nude ones. Tyler's jaw dropped. "Fuck babe, these are hot."

"Anna did a great job, didn't she?"

"Yeah, she did."

"Thanks, guys, but (Y/N) made it easy. I need to edit them, but I'll do that when we get back home. However, we still have more to take of the two of you." You weren't going to deny that you were looking forward to doing a photo shoot with Tyler and seeing what Anna would do with the two of you together.

"Let me grab a shower, and we can get started if you want?" Tyler seemed eager, now that he'd seen your proofs, to get some pictures of the two of you. With a quick kiss, he headed off to your room. You and Anna exchanged a knowing glance, then burst into giggles.

"Are you good to keep doing this or want to finish them up another day?"

"Are you kidding? I could do this all day. I wish I could make a living doing this. Speaking of which, you don't care if I use some of these to promo my photography business do you?"

"Oh my god, Anna I'd be mad if you didn't. I'll do anything I can to help you." She was a really great photographer and loved it, so if these pictures could help, you were all in. "So what are you thinking for Tyler and me?"

"Well, I thought we could start off here and then move out to the beach and hopefully catch the sunset." It sounded perfect and you nodded, then headed into the bedroom to change and check to see if Ty was ready.

The shower was off, and you could hear the sound of music floating from the bathroom, with Tyler humming along to it as he got ready. It brought a smile to your face. He was splashing a bit of cologne on himself, the one that made you go weak in the knees when you smelled it on him. He saw your reflection in the mirror as you were leaning against the doorframe, just watching him; and he smiled at you. "Hey baby, come here." It was as if your legs had a mind of their own as they made your way over to your husband; where he wrapped you up in his arms. "God I love you." His lips found yours in a searing kiss, that stole your breath away. "Those pictures babe…. you're so gorgeous. I don't think that I've ever seen you look more beautiful. Well, maybe the day I married you."

"Speaking of which, did you realize you called me your wife out there?"

He shrugged his right shoulder. "Oh well, I mean you are my wife."

"I thought we weren't telling anyone? Especially since our family's don't know." You were pretty sure your parents would understand why you and Tyler decided to get married before the baby, but you wanted them to find out from you and not through friends.

"I know. I know." He pulled you a little tighter to him. "I love you so much and I just forget sometimes that I can't call you my wife all the time." He kissed your forehead. "Now stop distracting me so I can finish getting ready."

Rolling your eyes at him, you stepped out of his embrace. "Far be it from me to get in the way of your beauty rituals."

You made your way back into the bedroom, to find the white lingerie set you had on earlier. "Hey babe, what am I supposed to wear?"

"I brought you khakis and a white shirt for the beach. Anna said something about jeans and a t-shirt for a few, so throw that on now." By the time you put the bra and panties back on, Tyler had a pair of jeans on and was coming out of the bathroom.

"Woah!" Just then a knock sounded at the door, which was probably for the best because the look in Tyler's eyes told you, you wouldn't be getting photos taken if he had his way.

"You guys ready?" Anna asked as she swept into your room, camera and accessories in tow. "Ok don't move, the lighting is perfect there." You'd been standing by Tyler, near the sliding glass doors that led outside to the beach. "Well I mean you can pose and stuff, but this will be great."

Tyler held you in his arms and the both of you looked down at the baby growing inside you, as Anna snapped some shots. "Oh wait, should I put a shirt on?"

"Nah, I like the idea that your tattoos are showing." You told him.

"Ok, how about you turn around (Y/N) and both of you can cradle the baby. Yep just like that." She took a bunch more throughout the bedroom before having you lay down on the bed, while Tyler came over the top of you to kiss your bump. In another pose, he was laying on his side behind you, both of you had your hands on the baby while you looked deeply into each other eyes. Tyler would steal kisses every now and then throughout the entire shoot, and you knew Anna captured the whole thing.

By the time you headed outside the sun was perfect. After having a difficult time finding a wedding dress on short notice, you'd ordered a white flowy dress for the pictures off the internet. Anna took tons of photos on the beach, but one of your favorites was holding hands with Tyler, just walking through the water, as the sunset behind you. All the pictures turned out amazing, and you knew that you were going to owe Anna big time.

It was a beautiful night, and by the time you were done with the photo shoot, the chef had dinner all prepared. Everything looked delectable and you hadn't realized how hungry you actually were until there was food in front of you. The meal was delicious and the conversation with all your friends even better. Being in Cabo, just made everyone seem so relaxed and at ease; including your husband. He was laughing and joking with everyone; not that he wasn't normally like this, he was just a bit more carefree at the moment.

As the night went on, all the couples seemed to break off; you and Tyler included. The two of you were just strolling along the beach in the moonlight, enjoying each other's company. "You know babe, we haven't really talked about what we're going to the name the baby."

Tyler was right. While you were prepared for the little one's arrival in almost every other way, you hadn't even begun to talk about names. "So what are you thinking?"

You were headed back to the villa, now just sort of taking your time on the way back. "Hmmm. I like the name Chloe for a girl."

"Eh, I don't really feel that. What about Madison?"

He scrunched up his nose in distaste. "Nope, I dated a Madison once and she was crazy."

"Oh, well if we go by all the women you've dated, we'll never have a girl's name."

His hand that was entwined with yours, tugged you closer to him. "Shut up, I haven't really dated that many women." His lips kissed yours before you could make another smart remark. "Ok, what about boy names then?"

"How about Braydon?" You'd come across the name in one of your baby books and liked the fact of nicknaming them Bray.

"It's not bad. I was honestly thinking of something to go with my Greek background, like Adonis."

You couldn't help it, you burst out laughing. "We are not naming our child Adonis."

"What, Adonis Seguin has a nice ring to it." Even Tyler was laughing when he said the name out loud.

"I like the idea of the Greek origin though. I've always loved Liam, is that Greek?" You hadn't really thought about having either of your ethnicity in the name, but obviously, Tyler had.

"I think that's Irish babe."

"Well, I'm going to have to look up some Greek names that's for sure. What about Layla?"

"Oh no, I mean first off, there's the song and no one is going to be getting down on their knees for my baby girl. Plus I can just hear some guy when she's like eighteen asking if she was a good lay."

"Oh my god, Ty stop! Your imagination is running wild hun." He was really going too far with that one. "I feel like you're speaking from experience on that one." The two of you had finally made it back to the villa and made your way to the lounge outside your bedroom. Tyler sat down, taking you with him so that you were sitting between his legs and leaning on his chest. "Coming up with a name is a lot harder than I thought it was going to be."

"I know. We are going to have to put some serious thought into this." He was rubbing the baby as you laid back and looked at the stars.

"I've always liked how your middle name is your dad's."

"So you want the baby's middle name to be Paul if it's a boy?"

You looked back at your husband. "No silly, I want it to be Tyler. That is unless you want a Tyler Paul Seguin the second?"

"Nah. If we have a boy, I want them to have their own name, especially if he decides to play hockey." Tyler had really thought a lot about naming your child. You weren't sure why that surprised you but it did. From day one he'd made everything about you and the baby his number one priority, so this was no different.

"Well, at least I don't have to worry about calling you big Ty and little Ty."

"Little Ty already got us into this. Though I will add he's not so little."

"Oh my god, you are too much." He was gathering up your dress, hiking it up to your hips.

"Sounds like someone needs a demonstration to prove Lil Ty's size." His lips pressed to the hollow of your neck, a spot that always drove you wild; while his hands slid up your inner thighs.

"Ty, we're literally outside, in plain view."

"So…no one will see. The beach is private, and I doubt any of our friends are going to be stopping over." The heel of his hand pressed down on your clit and you arched back against his chest as a moan fell from your lips. "You can leave the dress on if it makes you feel better." His fingers pushed your panties aside so that they could slip between your folds. "Have you been this wet all day, just waiting until we can be alone like this?"

You hated that he was right. All the photos the two of you had taken, had your mind thinking about when Tyler would touch you just like he was now. You moaned out a yes, as he continued to wiggle his fingers inside of you. His teeth caught your earlobe and he nibbled on it, causing you to shiver in his arms even though the air was still warm. "Turn around and straddle me, babe." He lifted you then, to help you stand. Right as you went to climb back on him, Tyler stopped you. "Panties off babe." He'd had you so hot and bothered, you didn't even register that they were still on. While you stripped off your panties, he undid the fly of his khakis and shoved them halfway down his legs.

As soon as you were divested of everything that covered the bottom half of your body, you gathered your dress and straddled your husband; sinking down on him as his cock filled you up. His hands were on your hips as you adjusted to him inside you. "Fuck baby, you are so beautiful." Leaning down you pressed your lips to his, as you started to ride him; moving up and down slowly. Your hair fanned around your face, concealing you both from everything outside, and part of you wondered what kind of picture the two of you made in that particular moment.

His hips thrust up into you and had his mouth not been on yours, you would've screamed out loud. You ground your hips down on him, creating a friction between your bodies that set your body alive. His mouth broke from yours, "Fuck baby, do that again." This time as you did, he held your hips down and pistoned his cock into you. Within minutes you felt your orgasm start to build. "That's it babe, cum for me." The combination of his words and cock thrusting into you sent you over the edge, and you tossed your head back as your orgasm hit, just like the waves crashing on the shore. With a few last pumps into you, Tyler followed you, as you felt his hot cum squirt inside you.

Your baby bump kept you from collapsing as much as you wanted to on Tyler, and he must have realized that, as he rolled onto his side, taking you with him. The two of you just lay there getting your breathing out of control. Tyler stroked your back, as you lazily drew on his chest. "I love you so much." You softly whispered to him.

"Not as much as I love you." It was almost surreal, the two of you laying there under the stars. If someone had asked you a year ago where you'd be at; you would've never said married to Tyler with a baby on the way. Yet here the two of you were happier than you ever been. How long you stayed like that, you didn't know. It wasn't until a breeze blew off the water and you shivered in Tyler's arms, that he scooped you up off the lounge and carried you inside to bed. He peeled the dress off your body, then stripped himself naked before crawling into bed with you.

The following days were spent relaxing on the beach. The boys would play spikeball from time to time. Everyone even joined in a game of beach volleyball, well everyone except you, as you ended up being all-time scorekeeper and referee. There was a lot of lounging by the pool, with mixed drinks in hand, non-alcoholic for you of course; and dinners were always a big event full of great food and lively conversation. Most nights, you and Tyler would take walks on the beach that always resulted in you making love either outdoors or back at the villa. All in all, it was the best babymoon/honeymoon you could ask for. You were all sad to leave but looked forward to when you could all be together over the summer.

The plane ride home was no different than the one you took down. Tyler making you walk every so often to make sure you kept your circulation going. The following day, you had a checkup with your ob/gyn who assured you everything looked great and that the trip had, had no ill effects on your pregnancy. Which was a huge relief to both you and Tyler.

The two of you fell back into your normal routine, him going to practices, while you took care of things at the house. You had about four days before Tyler's birthday, and you planned a small surprise party for him at the house. His parents and sisters were able to fly in for the occasion and after an intimate dinner with family and a few friends, everyone headed back to your house where you surprised Tyler. "Babe, when did you do all this?"

"I had some time on my hands." You said with a coy little wink. "Now go enjoy your party." He kissed you quickly before he got taken away by some of his teammates wishing him a happy birthday and plying him with drinks. When you'd first told him you'd been pregnant he'd totally stayed away from alcohol since you couldn't drink and he'd only drank very few times since then. Tonight was one of those nights, and as you watched a couple people hand him shots, you knew it was going to be a long night.

About an hour into the party, you lit the candles on the cake you had bought and carried it over to your husband. The entire place sang Happy Birthday, the smile on Tyler's face growing wider as the song ended. "Happy Birthday hun. Make a wish."

"I already have everything I could ever want." He said it loud enough that the entire place could hear it and you caught yourself grinning from ear to ear. Once he blew out the candles, his mom took the cake from you so that it could be cut for the party; while Tyler grabbed you around the waist. His breath smelled of alcohol and you chuckled as it tickled your ear. "Thank you for this. You're the best wife in the world." His words were a bit slurred as he pressed sloppy kisses to your neck.

"Did you just call (Y/N) your wife?" Of course, Cassidy was in earshot and would've heard him call you that. Your mind went blank for a minute, and you could tell Tyler had no clue what to say in his inebriated state.

Thankfully, your brain started to process things and you found yourself saying. "It's silly really, especially since we're not married yet. I think he's practicing so I don't give him hell in the future." She seemed to accept your answer as she headed into the kitchen to help with the cake. Twisting in Tyler's arm, you smacked him playfully before chiding him. "You've got to stop calling me that, or your family is going to find out."

"I'm sorry," He breathed out. "I'm just so used to it just being us. I'll be more careful." He kissed you then and you could taste the alcohol on his lips.

"Babe, you might want to slow down a bit." You warned. "You have a game tomorrow, remember?"

He nodded his agreement. "I know babe. People keep handing me drinks."

"Well just go a little slower." You kissed him again, before wiggling out of his arms. He frowned at you. "I'm going to go help your mom in the kitchen."

He grabbed your waist and pulled you back to him. "Babe, she can handle it. Come and just enjoy the party with me. I haven't got to be with you all night." The pouty look on his face, had you giving in to him.

"Ok, but can we at least have a piece of cake?"

"If my baby needs cake, then that's what we will get." He kept you locked in his embrace as the two of you waddled over to the island where his mom had set out plates of dessert. You grabbed one off the counter and took a forkful getting ready to bring it to your mouth, when Tyler snuck in, taking the bite from you. "What..it's my birthday." He mumbled through his mouthful of cake.

"And I'm your pregnant w…." You caught yourself, right as his mom came over. Quickly you shoved a piece of cake in your mouth.

"You two look like you're up to no good."

"Nah we did that months ago mom, that's how she got this way." Oh my god had Tyler really just said that; your husband really had no filter when he drank, even with his mother.

"Sorry Jackie, he's drinking way too much for someone who hasn't drunk in a few months."

"Oh please (Y/N), that's not the worst he's ever said, that's for sure. How are you feeling sweetie? You've done so much for this party; you need to sit down and prop up your feet."

"Awe that's so sweet, but I'm fine."

"Though I'm dragging her away now so that she can spend time with me," Tyler interjected, as he continued to keep his arms wrapped around you, but pulled you away at the same time.

"Tyler!" you chided him.

"Babe, it's my birthday." He whined.

With an eyeroll, you told him, "You've used that excuse already, but I guess I'll let it slide." You gave him a quick little peck on the cheek. "So where exactly are you taking me in this house full of people?" He opened the french doors and slid you both outside.

The chill in the air caused you to shiver, and Tyler wrapped his arms tighter around you. "I got you, babe."

"Ty, it's freezing, what are we doing out here?"

"I just needed a quiet place so I could tell you thank you for the party, but more importantly, I love you." He twisted your body so you were facing him then, peppering you with kisses.

"Ty, the party?"

"Can wait for a few minutes." He captured your lips, molding his mouth to yours, and for several minutes you forgot that your house was full of people. When he finally broke from you, you both were breathing heavily. "I plan on thanking you properly once all these people leave. I love you (Y/N), thanks for making all my dreams come true."

"I love you too, Ty."

#Nervous Regrets Series #nervous regrets #tyler seguin #tyler seguin imagine #tyler seguin imagines #tyler seguin smut #hockey imagines #hockey imagine #hockey fanfiction #nhl imagines #nhl imagine #nhl fanfic #nhl smut

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I CANT BELIEVE U ACTUALLY DID A GIF THING IM ALFKJSLFKJS 🥺🤪🤣

lowkey this onlyfans thing reminds me of afton’s issei “miscommunication” fic but like . w/ dabi. except dabi is definitely lsdkfjs meaner about like. all of it and his content and much rougher w/ the reader <3 y’all ever thing about how he probably has an audio and all you can is hear is like the sound of slapping and muffled crying and then he goes “that’s my good fucking slut” and thats the end

also on t*ktok i follow this dom and i’m slfkjskljf slfkjs SO MANY HAND VIDS AND AUDIOS and like What if Dabi made this kinda content u kno. gratitious videos of hands fisting the sheets roughly, wearing rings, in prime position to choke someone. there was also an aftercare audio and i’m imagining dabi in an established relationship leaning over you to kiss your forehead as you lay all fucked out and he jus goes “you did so good baby you took my cock so well”

sometimes i think about Not Studying but today i was like “clari would want me to study” so here i am, doing ochem and suffering :’)

CONGRATS ON 2.5K!!!!!! your blog is one of my faveessssss and i am very 🥺🥺🤍🤍💖💖🎉🎉🎉 for u

you: lmao my boyfriend thinks hes slick by saying hes gonna give me ‘inspiration’ // also you, after the biting thing: i am a Little Inspired

i told my guy friend i was horny and my first thought was to text him “do you ever wanna get railed?” but that i was like “lmao maybe he can’t relate bc hes like not into anything up his own ass” (like i told him slkfjs i was horny and my thought process) and he was like “the last person who asked me that couldn’t walk after sooo” and i’m like slkfjs what does he want from me. we are in a lockdown i physically cant see anybody. is he tryna rub the fact that he gets laid more regularly in my face (pre pandemic)? is this some weird dick power trip? is he mildly flirting with me? can i just ask to suck his dick and move on? i dont even know if hes seeing someone slkfjsl

anyway hope ur day was good clariiii i am trying to send the powers of my hot water bottle and hugs thru the internet 4 u

- 🦦

UH EXCUSE ME I HOPE U LOVED THE GIF THING I COULDN’T HELP MYSELF AHAHAHA

oooh i haven’t read that yet!!! but omfg he definitely does and i’d pay a ridiculous amount of money for it

love how u censored tiktok eheheheh BUT YES OKAY LISTEN, LISTEN. DABI’S HANDS MAKE ME FERAL LIKE !!!!!!! oh my good god just thinking about them has me going absolutely wild like my mind cannot handle it, if he made hand videos i’d literally pass out every time i watched one

OMG REALLY?????? THAT MAKES ME SO 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 OMG I’M SO GLAD!!!!! and i’m so proud of you for pushing through n studying!!! i think you mentioned in your last ask that you took ur lab exam, so i hope school’s finally giving you a lil bit of a break now <33 N THANK U FOR UR CONGRATS i really appreciate it + you + everyone here so much 🥺 <3333333

WOW U REALLY DID CALL ME OUT EH????? god this had me giggling for a good ten minutes i’m not even kidding because it’s so true ehehehe

ahahahaha oh my god okay okay personally i think he was mildly flirting with u!!!! n probably bragging a lil but like more in a way where he’s all yeah i could do it to u too if u want instead of a way where he’s just flaunting it yk what i mean???

#thank u so much for this ask otter bb <33 #i just find it so lovely when you guys just share lil tidbits of your lives with me #its so precious and i'm very privileged to hear about it n be a part of it and all that <33333 #we're in a lockdown too!!!!#sucks so bad #i am sending u so many hugs n lots of love lil otter bb!!!! <333 i hope you have a fantastic day!#OH ALSO idk if you saw my post abt losing nearly half my inbox after blocking an anon BUT i ended up losing the most recent message you sent #:((((((((#just so u dont think i'm ignoring u!!!#🦦.anon #clari gets mail

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tyonfs · 3 years ago

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eyyyy i fell into hole too—a hole with no internet access for the past few weeks so,,, yiKeS. OH MY GOD YOU PLAY GENSHIN IMPACT TOO?? a friend of mine has been begging me to play it but i actually have no storage + no clue what the hell it is 😭😭

fcking tHREE??? PEOPLE??? HOLY COW. plagiarizers should burn in the pits of hell 🔥

SAME??? sunwoo hak & sangyeon have been coming at me for the past few days and i'm just 😭💀

OOMF THANK YOU FOR THESE PHOTOS <33 they have been stored in my phone & engraved in my brain—

awwh this is some really wholesome advice ty 🥺💓 and yeah i ult all the units now jsjsiajaka if someone tells me to pick one out of 127 dream + wayv i'll be picking nct u 💀 oOoooh who are your other four ults??? 🍵

wait a sec is penthouse rEALLy good??? since kingdom is done & i don't value my time, i was thinking of watching it... also, wise choice if you do watch kingdom, the interactions do not disappoint 👌. but yeah the rankings n stuff would really crush you ;-; & i feel you!!!! i thought out of all eight of them,, hyunjin would be the one who will look forward to kingdom the most :(((((

LMFAOO i feel great knowing that i'm not the only one who thought about it 💀 ( pLease your mark pfp though-- )

thank you for the advice sensei,, i'll be taking it to heart 🙇‍♀️

hello 🤠 anon !! how have you been?

that hole sounds scary i’m glad you got out 😔 JK LOL i hope it was relaxing at least !! unless ur phone got taken away like my parents used to 🧎‍♀️ then glad you pushed thru

HAHAH yes my friend got me into genshin !! i didn’t expect it to be so fun but i play it sm now 🏃‍♂️ well lately i’ve been holding off bc school but if your storage clears up you should get it !! they just released a new update so there’s more content

MANNN SANGYEON IS SO HOT 🥵 LIKE IN THE GEN Z VIDEO PHEWW PLS STEP ON ME and hak is just .. i think he’s creeping into the bias line i’m just so in love w him

LMAOAOAO VALID !! i say dream is my ult unit bc dream got me into nct but they’re all up there tbh 😔 i am too in love AND MY OTHER ULTS !! skz, svt, enhypen, and txt 😽😽 i fell into an enha hole oops

THE PENTHOUSE IS LITERALLY THE BEST KDRAMA EVER I WILL ARGUE AB THIS FOREVER BUT PLSSS PLS PLS WATCH IT BC IT HAS LITERALLY RAISED MY STANDARDS FOR KDRAMAS SO HIGH ITS SO AMAZING

also the hyunjin stuff just all hit me the other day </3 i was doing decent bc im just happy he’s taking time off and gets to be away from the cameras and ppl misconstruing everything he does and j taking time for his mental health,, but after skz won i was just like :(( hyunjin :(( LIKE DONT GET ME WRONG IM SO PROUD AND HAPPY FOR SKZ but i just wish they could’ve celebrated their win with hyunjin bc he would’ve been so happy

also i gotchu kohai 😎😎‼️

#tyonfs asks #🤠 anon

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oh-mother-of-darkness · 4 years ago

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@spickerzocker said:

hey there! just a heads up that i tried to click on the "why i don't ship" explanation link in your faq and it says that there is no post with that url/it's generally broken. also your "a conversation about recovery" thing is beautiful and hurts in the best way and i love it. have a nice day!

Yes, I intentionally took that link down awhile ago, and last night I went and updated some of the tabs on my blog. Here are my basic thoughts:

I wrote that link years and years ago, while I was first navigating the internet and while I was still figuring out important things about my own identity and opinions. I ran my blog differently back then, but by the end of the first few months, I knew I was uncomfortable with shipping.

As people began to interact with me and my work, I told them over and over again no, I don’t want to talk about that, and I don’t want to write about it, and it makes me uncomfortable. I don’t think that was a common position to take at the time, so it wasn’t what people expected from me.

During those years, I felt like I had to justify myself and give a valid explanation. I wrote that post explaining why I had that boundary, and I put it in a place where anyone could find it.

I said no when people asked, let them make jokes about it, and made jokes about it myself in response. As time went on I got more and more exasperated when I had to repeat myself. I wrote definite rules into my ask box, request tab, and FAQ. People still asked. I wrote it into my description. People still asked.

The truth is yeah, there’s a pretty simple explanation for my discomfort. It makes sense. It’s easy to understand, and most folks think it’s a “good enough” reason to leave me alone. The difference between young-me and current-me is that I no longer feel the need to justify myself.

None of y’all need to know why I set the boundaries that I set. My explanation isn’t relevant, and I’m not obligated to give it. I said no. That’s enough.

I think a good number of folks remember my explanation from the past, and I don’t mind that at all. There may be a time where I talk about it again, in a more appropriate context, so I guess we’ll see.

That’s a lot of information in response to a very helpful ask. Thanks! The link is gone now, and I’m so pleased that you enjoyed the fic :)

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Anonymous said:

U suck

Kenza sent this anon as a joke. She’s right, and I thank her.

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Anonymous said:

I'm a doctor and ive seen it all.....but the milk fic made me gag

Excellent

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@wingedskyes said:

Ah. Wait. I wasn't on anon....uhm. oh well. It's fine. I like milk and am not ashamed. 😆

I don’t think I received another message from you actually, but I too like milk and I’m glad we’re on the same page

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@thelittleredheadedmusician said:

To add to the milk discussions: my best friend from home and best friend from college have each finished a gallon a milk by themselves within 2 days.

I do that too, every once in awhile. When the milk craving hits it’s a gallon a day

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Anonymous said:

"TIM! POUR HIM. A GLASS OF M A L K!"

Hold on I have to google some things

Yeah this is funny

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Anonymous said:

I have read that milk fic three separate times and every time I’m laughing just as hard as Tim and dick by the end it’s just so excellently executed and builds so perfectly that by the time dick cracks I’m ready to go too and I just lose it it’s amazing I love it

Awww anon I’m so pleased :)

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@the-smartass-under-the-mountain said:

Just wanted to drop by and say your recent fic with Tim antagonizing Damian with increasingly outrageous milk concoctions had me giggling. It was so cute and refreshing to see Dick enjoying Tim's little prank. And Bruce's reaction to just... walk away was fantastic!

Thank you! I’m always so thrilled when y’all think the jokes hit

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@njtheboywonder said:

I havnt really enjoyed a fic in years, but i stopped to read ur fanfic with tim drinking milk just to fuck w dami amd it made me smile. Thanks, for writing it.

Oh that warms my heart <3

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@bruciewayneisbatman said:

Tim Is totally the guy who would drink ridiculous amounts of dalgona coffee to annoy damian, according to that fic.

Had to google that one, but I guess so huh

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Anonymous said:

(diff anon) but that birthday fic was so good oml and you have opened my eyes as to the batfam in quarantine this is such a Concept

We’re all here dying..... together...

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Anonymous said:

Happy birthday! 🎉 or belated! 🎂 thank you for being in the fandom. 😊

Anonymous said:

To anon! Sorry. I forgot to add that! Anyway, thanks to them we get a lovely fic. I hope you have many more birthdays! 😊

Message for you anon

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Anonymous said:

Your writing gives off good vibes

Hear that guys I “passed my vibe check.” Is that what the youth say these days? I am an elder now and I do not know

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Anonymous said:

finding your blog while being relatively new to batman fandom is such a bliss. your batfam content especially is *chef's kiss* amazing.

Thank you my darling :) I’m glad you’re here

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Anonymous said:

Best line in a fic? Hard to pick just one, but this particular one from "Just Desserts" by fyeahbatmanandrobin on Tumblr is one of my faves: “Anyone else would be hard-pressed to provide the particular brand of excitement you bring to my life, Dami.”

@noisypaintersong said:

For the line thing: "I don't doubt it. Bruce Wayne, the unexpectedly normal guy wrapped in a mystery wrapped in a superhero wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a fake socialite wrapped in a businessman wrapped in a secretive billionaire." He paused. "…You're the seven-layer burrito of Gotham," he pondered. - Barry to Bruce in 'Of Friends and Foes' by Paganpunk2 on FFN. It's one of the funniest things I've read someone say to Bruce LOL

@kirakats submitted:

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“I do know that according to everyone else, there is no chance, no future, no universe where I stay a hero.” Describes my frustration with the way DC treats Damian so accurately. Let the kid be a hero dammit.

Thanks! That’s really helpful. I’ve got a decent answer to my question now.

@kurawastaken submitted:

So this is Kenza retaliating against me for the milk fic. I very much hate tomatoes and specifically ketchup. This photo (1) is a nightmare and (2) fulfills its intended purpose.

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Anonymous said:

I love your blog!!!

And I love you

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Anonymous said:

quick question: how do you think jason reconciles with the fam?? i think in the comics they kinda just reboot and now he’s on better terms. but like what conversations happened, yknow??? (you’re doin great work by the way, it rips out my heart but it’s great)

This is an amazing question, and I’ll be thinking about it for the next bit, I think. That would be a really interesting topic to explore in depth

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@angel-gidget said:

*hugs you real tight* would you please send this to the first 10 people in your dash? Make sure someone gets a hug today and stay safe!

Oh thank you for the hug <3

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Anonymous said:

I hadn’t been aware of that Memphis petition, but I live in Memphis too (Altho I know you said you just grew up there so you may not be living here currently haha) so ig I just wanted to say thanks for bringing it to my attention!

!!!

I’ve been in Texas for six years now, ever since I started school, but I’m still in and out of Memphis for family purposes. Love the trash heap of my birth

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@damianwaynerocks said:

hey! any chance you know of any other dc heroes around damian’s age?

Sure! You could try Billy Batson, Jon Kent, or Maya Ducard

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Anonymous said:

hi! i don't know if it's okay to leave anons like these but ive been feeling down because my country has passed a bill that deprives us of lots of human rights freedom and i want you to know that i just found your blog through the damian/bruce + justice fic and it comforted me. im slowly going thru your works and so far they are all comforting. i love your stuff, thank you.

Philippines? I’ve heard some things, and I’m real sorry y’all’re going through that. I don’t know that there’s anything I could say about that to help, but I hope you’re finding joy somewhere

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@awesomeness-ofgaybitches said:

Tumblr hates you. The links in your bio and to your fic masterlist don't work on mobile. I'm sorry.

FUCK

#I'd like to also take this opportunity to note that at this time #I have blocked 7 people for variations on #okay no ships but what about sailboats??#but what about the TITANIC #here's a picture of the bat-boat tho #guess what kids it's not creative or funny #and I explicitly said that jokes will get you blocked #I follow through #asks

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