#phew I think that’s all of em

[movie-plush-baby]

my TBD Furry Au where everyone is an Animal. there’s more to it it’s kinda like Beastars I suhpose that’s the only thing I can really describe it as or compare it to but read more for their species!

Croissant: Dog (Shetland Sheepdog)

String Gummy: Wolf

Timekeeper: Cat(..?)

Coffee Candy: Rabbit

Marble Bread: Bear

Dark Fondue: Snake (specifically Black Mamba bc they are cool)

Baguette: Lion

Schneeball: Badger (no clue why I just felt like it)

Maple Taffy: Pidgeon

——————

Non-TBD members are probably coming soon, since a lot of them are still important to the story despite being LOSERS who don’t work at the TBD (/j), but overall this is your cast. Oh, and maybe costumes coming soon like Director Croissant and Fucked Up Not Round Timekeeper and maybe, just maybe, That Fucking Guy But In Blue.

[moft-man]

uh uh uh traditional art dump???

literally all stanley parable sooo???? idk I rarely let ppl see inside the hellscape that is my sketchbook (close ups on the ones I liked below the cut!!)

[hypnagogics]

THE WAY YOU WRITE IS JUST SO YUMMM so yeah🧍🏻‍♀️can you write something about streamer ellie <33

☆: IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT. definitelyyyy hasn't been...months...anyway. positive this is one of the worse things i've written, but didn't wanna leave you hanging forever! ngl it's pretty filthy..heh.

◇: 18+ pretend those twitch guideline things don't exist. remote control vibrator use, orgasm denial, sub-ish!ellie?? plot twist at the end bc i think im so funny. 1.6k wc. don't mind the layout of this idk what else to do...

You watch your girlfriend stream her game from your fluffy and comfortable spot on your shared bed—you observe how focused she was on her screen, how her skilled fingers were flying across the keyboard and mouse. It would certainly be a shame to disturb her in such a high tension moment but you think it over, running your finger over the small buttons of the sleek little remote in your hand.

"Yeah, yeah, got 'em! Look at that guys, I fuckin’ aced that!" Ellie rejoices in her victory, and gleefully boasts to her viewers, adjusting her microphone closer and leaning back in her chair.

You're glad you were far off camera, her fans didn't even know she was in a relationship—Ellie made it clear she wanted you to be separate from her hobbies, not because she wanted to keep you a secret, but because she wanted to keep you safe. And you enjoyed watching her stream from the sidelines like this, you saw how her personality captivated viewers and how much fun she really was. But you also enjoyed messing with her on the occasion. Like today.

"Can I watch tonight's stream again?" You asked her eagerly. "Yeah, why not? I'll be doing some tournaments and stuff though, so no distractions." Oops. You bit back a laugh. Ellie immediately sussed out the mischievous look on your face and she sighed, expecting the worst.

Then you showed her the box you've been hiding, "Please let's try, I won't click it too much, I promise." She stared at you for a whole minute, maybe more, before sighing and reluctantly agreeing, rubbing her hands all over her face. "God, fine. Just 'cause I love you. Damn you're evil."

Fast forward to now—the device was snugly inserted inside her pretty pussy, tested out to prove it does in fact work, and works well at that.

So off Ellie went to play her game, getting so caught up in everything she seemingly forgot about the device entirely. In between games she was talking to the viewers, reading the chat and joking back and forth. You decided it was a good enough time to click it so you pressed the button, only for a miniscule zap.

She jerked in her seat, gasping, but quickly recovered with a strategic cough. "Phew sorry guys, something got caught in my throat." You saw a bright berry blush spread across her face, and the way she fought to turn and throw a glare at you. This was going to be fun.

"Alright, the next round’s gonna start, we gotta lock in! Hopefully nothing pops up and this goes smoothly. I can taste the win already.” She put a certain warning tone to her voice in the last part of her sentence, you knew it was meant for you, but were you going to listen? Absolutely not. "Oh yeah chat fun fact, this old area of the map was inspired by ancient ruins just of—ah!" As if her body had a mind of its own, she squirmed in her seat and she clapped her hand over her mouth to stifle a moan when you hit it again, but this time you didn't turn it off right away. You kept it going for a few more seconds, to prolong the terribly delicious sensation.

She screwed her eyes shut tightly and held her breath until you turned it off, mumbling to her viewers about "having hiccups". "The game is starting now, so we really gotta get serious." Her voice had an unsteadiness to it only you could hear, she was keeping her composure rather well so far. But likely wouldn't be able to keep up the act for much longer. Even she has her limits.

As her match went on, she got quiet when she was focused, mashing the keys with a speed fast as sound. Of course, you hit it again, just a short one, causing a choked "guh" to escape from her lips and she twitched when you did so, her facade starting to crack. The effort to keep her voice stable was showing, she was huffing and struggling to get her words out clearly, they were laced with obvious irritation.

"Fuck missed the shot, dammit. Yeah I don't know, somethings up today, sorry guys...off my game." You decided to be nice to her until the game ended, not pressing it further or adjusting the intensity. She played for a little while longer before losing the match, leaning forward on the desk with her face in her hands. This was the perfect moment, so you cranked it up, increased the intensity to maximum, and held the button for the longest time yet, making her whine—a low, drawn out sound she couldn't stifle this time.

You could hear lots of messages being sent, pings in rapid succession, they were probably clipping that moment. Perverts, you thought. 

Her chest was noticeably heaving up and down, her legs spread as she rocks her front against the chair, and she kept her head lowered until you decreased the intensity but didn't turn it all the way off. Her hands were shaking, and her face was a vibrant cherry red, the screen even reflected the sparkle of a couple tears in her eyes.

“What? Oh, I'm just so sad about the loss guys, we were so close—hnn- so…so closeahh—I mean, we should've gotten that…” She trailed off, chewing on her bottom lip and tapping her fingers on the desk’s wooden surface. “Y’know what, I'll be right back.” She paused the stream, made triple sure her camera and microphone were turned off, then whipped around in her chair to face you, glaring silver daggers your way.

You just giggled innocently and turned the device off again. “What the fuck is wrong with you, this shit is not- not light on you at all.” Her voice was breaking, her pretty features contorted in a beautifully needy expression, eyebrows furrowed and eyes all watery. Nearly as wet as the mess in her pants. You feigned innocence and shrugged at her, “Well I didn't know it was that strong.” “You knew damn well.” She's fed up with your antics, but you have fun playing with her. She covers her face and leans back in the chair, the embarrassment in her voice the only thing you could hear, “Fuck you...turn it up again, wanna cum.”

You couldn't contain the laugh that burst forth from your chest, then said, “Only if you stream it.” The shock that flickered across her face was priceless, you wish you could have snapped a photo.

“What the fuck do you mean by that, nah forget it.”

“Hey, you gotta finish your stream either way, they're waiting. Would you wanna be so awful and deprive those darlings of your presence?”

You flash her a sugary smile, and she shoots you a murderous look again, before wordlessly scooting back to her setup, fanning herself briefly and readjusting her coppery hair.

Then she turns the stream back on. “Sorry guys, I had to get up for a second. Anyway, let's play one more game. I'm getting kinda tired today. Let's make this one count, lock in like never before.” She takes a deep breath, cracks her knuckles, and begins smacking away at the keyboard buttons. You're able to see the way she looks tense, on edge, anticipating your devilish interruption.

You debate whether you should torture her, but the answer quickly becomes clear. Click.

“Ah—fuck!” She sputters, and roughly slams her fist on the desk. The pleasure was hitting her with full force, she was in her own, lewd, world now. Her head is thrown back, back arched and hips stuttering, the release was about to sneak up on her.

You watch the scenario unfold, licking your lips and pressing your thighs together to deal with the pressure between them. Her unapologetic moans get louder, but for a second she snaps out of the trance to sit back upright, turn the stream off, before the peak hits her like a truck.

“Holy, fu—hah!!” With a squeal she cums, not caring about how fucking loud she was being, wanting to be selfishly absorbed in ecstasy.

She started to jolt around in her seat, the throes of overstimulation making her whimper like an animal in heat, it truly was a sight to behold. You wish you were in between her legs, lapping up her sweetness straight from the source, but in a way, just watching from the sidelines was satisfying enough. You'll clean her up afterward.

Finally you turned it off once and for all, and gazed at her, she was panting heavily, the post-orgasm glow making her rosy skin shimmer in the low light.

“Hmmm, thanks babe, that was so good…” She tried to talk, her head was in the clouds, but she looked at peace.

“You're a whore.” You chortled, and you two shared a laugh.

Although, a flurry of shrill sounds brought you both out of the fantasy. Ping, ping, ping.

Unfortunately she wasn't able to enjoy the aftermath of a mind-numbing session, because her eyes shot open and she began scrambling to find the source of the sound. Your stomach dropped as you watched her panic, her neuroticism infectious.

She looked at you, her eyes wider than saucers, nothing but fear in her voice, “I wasn't able to turn my mic off…”

What was she going to do now?

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[mouse-wife]

As you demand. Hello this is boobs inspector and after closely inspecting an ENORMOUS amount of art related to your GREAT persona I with IMMENSE confidence can congratulate you on successfuly passing the inspection.

Wait, I'm getting some glances from PR department.. what? Questions? I must ask a question?

Uhh uhhmmm

Oh! What's the name of that idle game you playing lately? Sorry I'm always distracted and can't remember it

PASSED?? YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS DEAR BOY? WE'RE IN THE CLEAR!

we interrupt this can can for a SPECIAL news bulletin:

be on the look out for an anon who's been passing themselves off as a boobs inspector in order to obtain free boobs. that's all for now.

FREEE BOOOBS???

maybe we oughta tell our anon about the phony impostor

YOU LOONY LOOFAH! THAT IS THE IMPOSTOR!

WE'VE BEEN DUPED!

duped!

BAMBOOZLED!

we've been smeckldorfed!

THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD AND I AGREE WITH YA!

LOOK AT THEM.

I BET THEY NEVER CHANGE THEIR UNDERPANTS

i bet they bite whale bubbles

I BET THEIR MOM BOUGHT EM THOSE GLASSES

IF THAT IMPOSTOR WANTS BOOB PICTURES, THEN BY NEPTUNE WE'LL GIVE EM ONE

YOU'RE DANCIN WITH THE CRAB MAN NOW. JOIN ME BOY OR YOU'RE FIRED!

it doesn't seem right...

but it feels so good

glitch effect. the gnarliest stuff in procreate

OH! HOLD ON. I GOT A JAR OF GOONING CAPTIONS IN ME OFFICE!

oops! i converted it into a webp!

WELL FISH IT OUT, AND I'LL CONVERT IT INTO AN AVIF!

i call it mouseboobsREAL.webp.avif

hereyouareanonenjoy

LISTEN! THEY SAW IT!

LOOK AT EM CHOKE!

ARRARARARARARAR

hahahahahahahahahahaha

LOOK AT EM SUFFER!

hahahahahahahahaha

we interrupt your laughter at other peoples' expense to bring you this NEWS FLASH

the fake boobs inspector has been caught. here is his picture:

if a boobs inspector comes to your ask box and they're not this guy, they're real.

phew! that's a relief, ay mr. krabs? i'm sure our anon will understand if we just explain the situation. then we can all have a good laugh about it!

I DON'T THINK THEY'LL BE LAUGHIN, BOY

why, sir?

BECAUSE THAT BOOBS PICTURE KILLED THEM!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

[deedee-sims]

The second part is a wedding-themed cas set! 💍

Renaissance Gown

There's nothing renaissance about this anymore, but well. It's a mashup of Mistysensation's 4t2 Miiko Renaissance Dress and Skells Flower Girl skirt. AF only, has all morphs. I made 8 recolors, but here's the PSD for recolorists. Some patterns are from Freepik and Deviantart.

Download - Alternate

Petal Gown

A mashup from the sims 3 Petal Dress and the TSM Corset Puffy Dress. AF only, has all morphs. I made 6 recolors, but here's the PSD. Some clipping might occur at the shoulder area, but I tried my best.

Download - Alternate

3t2 The Tux

Found a suit that wasn't converted yet! For AM, TM, EM, and CU, they have the appropriate morphs. There are 6 recolors, but here's the PSD. You can choose if you want the other ages repo'd to the AM files, or not. Shoes are by MDP.

Download The Tux Repo'd - Alternate

Download The Tux Standalone - Alternate

Ruched Sleeve Gown

And another gown XD. It's a mashup of Pudding's 3t2 Pointy Collar, MDP's 4t2 Cropped Bow, and Off Shoulder Evening Gown. They're for teens, adults, and elders, they have the appropriate morphs. They come in 6 colors, but here's the PSD. You can choose if you want the other ages repo'd to the AF files, or not.

Download Ruched Sleeve Gown Repo'd - Alternate

Download Ruched Sleeve Gown Standalone - Alternate

3t2 Lil Sophisticate With Bow

Something for the flower girls! CF only, has all morphs. There are 6 recolors, but here's the PSD. Shoes are from the... Celebrations SP?

Download - Alternate

Rented-Space's 4t2 EP01 Suspenders Bow

It's rare to find formalwear for tots, so here it is! For PU, they come in the original 8 colors. Shoes are 3t2 ones by Yuxi, converted to toddlers by IDEU.

Download - Alternate

4t2 EP11 Laurel Earrings Edit

I didn't like the og version of this, so I made an edit that makes more sense to me XD From TF to EF, they come in the original 10 colors. You can choose if you want them as glasses or as BV jewelry.

Download EP11 Laurel Earrings Edit as glasses - Alternate

Download EP11 Laurel Earrings Edit as jewelry - Alternate

Understated Flower Headband

I chopped it off from a sims 3 hair, then I continued suffering with it XD It doesn't fit many hairs, but I think it looks cute anyway. From CF to EF, I made 4 recolors, but here's the PSD. You can choose if you want them as glasses or as BV jewelry.

Download Understated Flower Headband as glasses - Alternate

Download Understated Flower Headband as jewelry - Alternate

Phew, that was a lot of text XD On to the last part!

[violetsquare111]

(me getting into a new fandom) oh yeah. you could make classpects out of this

phew i've had this in the works for a lil over a week!! ava/m characters as homestuck godtiers! had to get the drawings out there yanno.

i will put more thoughts and the titles for everyone under the cut, because i did some minor redesigning to the outfits + you probably won't care about the classpect thoughts if you're less insane than i am lmao

Orange: Heir of Hope (a case could be made for them being a muse as well, i just liked how heir looked a lot better and it fits neatly i think)

Green: Witch of Light

Yellow: Maid of Mind

Blue: Maid of Void (maid bros! this is the title i'm least sure about though, it was a 5 minute pick based on vibes + matching class with yellow is a cute idea)

Red: Rogue of Life

Purple: Bard of Breath (obviously wasn't gonna use the canon outfit, i'm pretty ok with this redesign i think. purple as passive destructive class <3 could see them being a prince too)

Chosen & Dark: matching Lords of Space and Time (tbh i think dark fits better as a lord of rage, but passing up the opportunity to give them aspect duality of the two most reality-based aspects that MATCH THEIR COLORS? you think i'm NOT gonna go for that???)

this is also my first time drawing, uh, most of these characters, so i had to nail down designs right here (...and by designs i mean hairstyles)

bonus: i also put down king as a prince of doom and victim as a thief of void, but i was drawing So Many Guys already so i opted out of drawing em. i think in an actual au scenario they wouldn't be players anyway so it fits it's okay i have an excuse here guys. and i think king wouldn't look great in a prince of doom outfit lol

if you read all this, i hope you enjoyed the brainrot!! this may flop but if one other person sees+enjoys this then that's a success to me :D

[nonsensical-pixels]

have another bunch of random cas items 4t2'd in one download! there are 5 (technically 7) in total: three hairs, two male, one unisex; a pantless bottom; and an accessory in two versions. happy march, y'all! i hope to see you again in april 🌸

the download below links to folders where you can download everything all in one, or pick n' choose. all details for the stuff + previews can be found under the cut. thanks for downloading, apologies for the long-ass post!

DOWNLOAD: SFS | MF 💐

credits go to @osab and @antoninko for the clouds & afterglow hair systems used, respectively; and to @sheabuttyr, @trillyke, and @johnnysimmer for the original ts4 meshes and textures 🥰

MALE HAIRS

4T2 SHEABUTTYR HOBIE HAIR - 10076 polys, for tm-em only - in antoninko's afterglow + osab's clouds hair system - assigned to the head bone, unanimated - comes with a volatile base for recolorists

4T2 SHEABUTTYR TE'JAY TWISTS - 13588 polys, for tm-em only - in antoninko's afterglow + osab's clouds hair system - smooth-boned and animated, ends will bounce - comes with a volatile base for recolorists

UNISEX HAIRS

4T2 JOHNNYSIMS MITCHELL HAIR - normal version, with strands - 13731 polys, for tu-eu only - in antoninko's afterglow + osab's clouds hair system - smooth-boned and animated, ends will bounce - comes with a volatile base for recolorists

PANTLESS BOTTOMS

4T2 TRILLYKE NIGHTWALKER SHOES - 2.2k polys, for tf-af only - tf repo'd to af, both compatible with sock overlays - pantless bottoms with all morphs

ACCESSORIES

4T2 TRILLYKE SWEET & SALTY LEG WARMERS - ~1k polys and under, for tf-af only - categorised as everyday and athleticwear... i think? - two separate styles of layerable accessories - have no morphs, like all accessories, but should fit the maxis fat & pregnant morphs...?

phew, that was a long one.if there are any issues that you find with this set, please don't be afraid to let me know. happy simming, and when you download this, do keep in mind,

Love, ~ Ky 💗

[ @the-afterglow-archive | @4t2clay ]

[beartitled]

here's some ideas for ya! love your work btw reguardless of fandom -smitten x male! princess. i think itd be cute -contrarian and paranoid shenanigans. theyre some of my favorites and id love to see em interact -Sverchtz Twins explaining how they suddenly gained a Triplet in order to protect their new dopple sister from the D.D.D. -anastacha, nacha, and all of anastacha's newly adopted daughters (aka all of the dopples of nacha)

Phew

Well here we go 🫡

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING MALE PRINCESS 🗣️❗️❤️

I think you’re the only person who did

Smitten is bi king, change my mind 😈

(those two exploded bc of course Contrarian wanted to know what will happen if you poke a landmine with a stick)

(the birth certificate faking was successful 😈)

Nacha Mickaelys and her daughter Anastasha and her daughter Anastasha and her daughter Anastasha and her daughter Anastasha an-

[kindestofkings]

what came first, the chicken or the dickhead [2/3]

[smau]

f1driver!reader x lando norris (eventually, friends to lovers ofc)]

authors note: THANK YOU SOOO much for the love on part one guys I'm so overwhelemed 🥺 hope you guys enjoy this next part <33

yourusername 

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yourusername I'm sorry, the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now

Why? Oh, 'cause she's about kick off her first season with ferrari xx

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landonorris shes in her reputation era 💅

yourusername i've trained you so well

ynfan1 I'm so excited to see you in that red car ❤️🔥

Racerbia I can't believe my bestie is a FERRARI DRIVER

yourusername I know can you believe it!! best of luck with your season this year <33

charles_leclerc I did not know you joining the team would result in me learning so many taylor swift lyrics

landonorris just you wait until she starts sending you fan theories.. yourusername charlie you'd get an A in taylor swift theory and lyric knowledge, dont fight it !! f1fan she calls him charlie they have to be dating!

ynfan1 charles_leclerc what's your favourite Tswift album?

charles_leclerc I think its Red charles_leclerc (TAYLOR'S VERSION THO) yourusername phew that was a close one

​​taylorswift never seen a getaway car driver look so good, knock em dead 🖤

yourusername omgomgomgomgomgomg mother, I mean miss Swift its an honour landonorris oh thats why shes inconsolably crying alex_albon is that what that scream was? ynfan2 shes been broken

scuderiaferrari

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scuderiaferrari red era vibes with our dynamic duo locking it down here in bahrain! our two drivers are ready for sunday 👊

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ynfan1 the power of yourusername, converting the whole ferrari team into being swifties 😂

yourusername you know it! I'm a swiftie first, a media nightmare second and THEN a f1 driver

f1fan enough with the pop culture comparisons. what matters is the race, not taylor swift. Let the performance do the talking

ynfan2 how sad is your little life??

yourusername 

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yourusername P3 babyyy, while your out here running your mouth still I'm busy getting on to that podium. Bahrin you were beautiful, thank you to the team and to charles for all the support this weekend, and just in general ❤️

congrats maxverstappen1 on opening the season with such a surprising (not) win! was a fun fight 😂

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maxverstappen1 think you going to be a reoccurring problem now!

yourusername it me hi! im the problem its me xx (liked by taylorswift and others)

ynfan1 I never expected the f1/taylor swift cross over but i love this

f1fan making the tifosi so proud  👊❤️

maxfewtrell fantastic drive, so proud!!!

yourusername maxi my boy <3

charles_leclerc posted to their story!

-@carlossainz55 would never have done this to me 😞

f1wagsupdates

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f1wagsupdates in the week coming to the monaco grand prix, it appears the two ferrari drivers are spending time together with leclerc's family! seems like a bit more than just teammate bonding 👀

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yncharlesshipper wow the family, must be serious

ynlando4ever please please please be besties

ynfan1 its getting hard to be delulu about this 😀

yourusername posted a photo to their story!

Mwahahahah mama leclerc the women than you are

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charles_leclerc when did this exchange happen 😂 arthur_leclerc 😂 😂 😂 😂 landonorris troy bolten and justin beiber call they want hair tips x

yourusername

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yourusername MONACOOOO its race day and you best believe I'm bringing my A game in defensive racing. il predestinato will break his monaco curse if its the last thing I do 😤

charles_leclerc starting p1 go slay this thing bestie!!

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charles_leclerc the best 👊

scuderiaferrari teamwork makes the dream work 🔥

f1fan gasly could NEVER with the teamwork

ynfan1 ouch that bestie has gotta hurt 😬

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc best. day. ever.

winning in red and winning at home has always been the dream, thank you thank you everyone for the support in getting here! special thanks to yourusername for the incredibly defense and helping reach my dream 🫶

this one's for you, monaco!

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scuderiaferrari we always knew you could do it 👊🔥

yourusername CHARLIEEE always knew you could do it !

carlossainz55 amazing felicidades

charles_leclerc thank you thank you

maxverstappen1 hate to lose but congrats mate!

pierregasly living out your destiny 💪 that was all you charles!

ynfan1 pierre try not to make a petty comment challenge: FAILED (liked by yourusername)

f1fan monaco belongs to you, il predestinato!!!

yourusername posted a photo to their story!

they both prefer each other over me guys help 😭😭

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landonorris my best girl 🥰 -> me?? so kind! landonorris 😑😑

I just tagged a few peps that I thought were waiting out for part 2! let me know if you're not comfortable being tagged :))

taglist: @kissesandmartinis @kissesandmartinis @vellicora @reidside @leclercin16

2/3 , part three is coming later tonight its gonna be fluffy i promise 💓

[joedirtymadre]

Sandwiches - Part 1

LAW X READER. FLUFF. (Taking requests 📲 pls send em 🧎‍♀️)

It’s been a few weeks since the captain of the Heart Pirates came aboard. However… I never really thought that this would be the result of the alliance. I’ve noticed that Law really likes hanging around me, not sure why… but as soon as we boarded he seemed to have liked being alone or unbothered.

Then one day…

“Hey (Y/N)!” Luffy called out as I had just finished creating some new outfits for the crew. “What’s up?” I asked. “Can you ask Sanji for some food? He banned me from the kitchen because the other night I raided the pantry,” Luffy said with a defeated look. “And I’m so hungry,” he whined. “Hmmm… I’ll try my best, but you know if I ask for too much food he’ll get suspicious,” I smiled. “Alright!” Luffy cheered and ran off to hide, in case Sanji caught him scheming a mission.

I walked into the kitchen, “Hi Sanji,” I smiled and waved. “(Y/N)-chwann~” he cooed as he was chopping some ingredients. “Hi Sanji, mind if I make something? Just some sandwiches,” I said. “Sure, but if you want I can make you one real quick,” he said as he placed the knife down. “No! It’s ok, I got it. Plus… Law asked me for one so I wouldn’t want to interrupt you,” I said the first thing that I could think of. “Him?!” He said angrily. “Don’t be angry Sanji, plus I’d hate for you to stop the meal you’re preparing. I’m really excited to try it for dinner,” I smiled and grabbed the objects from the fridge. “You’re so sweet (Y/N)~! I’ll make this one of the best dinners ever,” he said and continued preparing the dish. Phew… anyways, now let’s make some sandwiches.

I made enough sandwiches for each crewmate, except for Sanji- he said he’d rather wait until dinner. I began passing a wrapped sandwich with a glass of juice to everyone. Everyone said thanks and happily took the sandwich and juice from me. I then sneakily walked over to Luffy who was hiding in a barrel, “Hey Luffy! Made you some sandwiches,” I smiled. “How many?” He drooled. “5 of them, I hope that’s enough until dinner,” I said and handed them the wrapped sandwiches. “Wow thanks, ok now can you cover the barrel again? Before Sanji sees me eating?” He asked, I laughed and quickly covered the barrel. I had 2 more sandwiches, and decided to go find the mysterious doctor.

I found him in the library, leaning back in a sofa chair asleep. I quietly placed the sandwiches and a glass of juice on the coffee table next to him. I was about to walk away before my curiosity peaked. I looked over at the large fluffy hat that was covering his eyes, “Just one touch…” I whispered. I slowly walked over and stood in front of the sleeping doctor. I gulped as my hand slowly crept closer and closer to the fluffy white hat. So close… and finally contact! “So soft…” I smiled. “So cute,” I said. “So you think I’m cute, huh (Y/N)-ya?” Law asked as he tilted his head up to look at me. I stood there frozen, then felt my face burn up to a billion degrees. “N-No I was j-just-“ I stuttered as I backed away. “Wow, all shy and flustered, huh? Guess you must really like me?” He smirked. My face felt like it was on fire, and my head started spinning. “W-Wait hear m-me out- Ah!” I slipped while taking a step back, but instead of hitting the floor I felt an arm snake around and caught me. My eyes opened and were faced with a very muscular torso… they then lingered up to see a smirking man. “Falling for me now, are we?” He smirked. “I-I-I-I,” I blushed, and my head went back to spinning in circles. “I think she busted a fuse,” I heard him chuckle. I pushed him back, “I made you some sandwiches, I hope you like them!” I yelled and ran out of the library or else I’m gonna explode.

Back to now…

Ever since that day he hasn’t left me alone… and it’s honestly not too good for my health. I never realized how flirty he is… he’s almost as bad as Sanji, but more bolder. It’s dangerous… So dangerous that I have decided to hide from him or else my heart might actually explode. Now I'm under the dining table, hoping he won’t find me. I’ve been here for 30 minutes, so I think I’m in the clear… I finally let out a sigh of relief. Then suddenly I see a blue color surrounding me, “Room,” I hear and before I know it the captain of the Heart Pirates is over me, his frame pinning me to the floor. “Really (Y/N)-ya? Hiding under the table now?” He chuckles. “It’s cause you-!” I immediately shut my mouth. I hear footsteps, a couple of them. I look over and see Luffy’s, Usopp’s, Chopper’s, and Sanji’s shoes. I look up to Law who is staring back at me with a smirk, I frown angrily in return. “What’s up with that look, (Y/N)-ya?” He whispered in my ear, making my body fill up with goosebumps. “You! You keep-!” I stopped once I heard. “Did you hear that?” I Usopp asked. “Huh?” Sanji asked, annoyed. “Anyways, hurry up and help me move these food items to the pantry,” he said and showed them some boxes. “Roger!” The 3 said and began moving the boxes. “You should really whisper, unless you wanna get caught,” he whispered. “Fine, you just don’t know when to stop teasing people!” I whispered angrily. “What are you talking about? You’re the one that called me cute,” he smirked. “I meant the hat!” I whispered. “Then why do you get so flustered around me?” He asked. “I-I… I don’t know…” I blushed and avoided his eyes. “Come on, just say you like me,” he smirked as he noticed the goosebumps on my skin. “You’re just teasing me,” I frowned. “And? It’s cute seeing how flustered you get,” he says softly. “C-Cute?” I asked, feeling my face heating up. “Yeah, and it looks like you like being teased,” he said as he analyzed my face. “I do not!” I whispered. “You’re just a bully,” I huffed. “Yeah, but only to you. I like your reactions,” he replied as he leaned down and I could feel his breath hitting my neck. “I bet you wouldn’t like it, if I teased you back,” I frowned. “You? Tease and bully me? That’d be a funny sight to see, (Y/N)-ya,” he chuckled softly. “Oh yeah? Well then…” I blushed, as I cupped his face and forced him to face me. He had a surprised look on his face, for only a second, “Well th-“ I interrupted him. I pulled him into a deep kiss, I felt as he tensed up from the sudden contact, but quickly relaxed into it. After a few more seconds we finally pulled away from each other. “I told ya,” I smirked. “Man you sure like to rile people up, don’t you (Y/N)-ya?” He smirked. I don’t think that was a good idea… I looked over and realized the boys were gone. I took this opportunity to snake out of Law’s grasp and jump out from under the table. “Hey!” I heard him say, and heard a hard THUMP come from under the table. “Oh no, are you ok?” I asked, being a habit of mine. He peered out from under the table and looked devilish. “You look fine!” I said and quickly ran off. While running off, I realized something… it is kind of fun to tease him back.

[whenmemorydies]

Ancestors and The Bear

Phew, the discourse in season 3 of The Bear on legacy was STUNNING to me. This post by @gingergofastboatsmojito and episodes 3x01 Tomorrow and 3x07 Legacy have been sitting on my heart since I finished my binge of the show. Some thoughts under the cut. (I say "some" but this is another long ass post, soz).

If seasons 1 and 2 of The Bear went into the impact of our birth families on each of us, season 3 shifted pretty squarely to talking about the impact of our professional mentors on our lives. I've described those mentors as culinary ancestors, which as a concept I get into below. I loved this aspect of this season and the show generally. It is so rich and I feel like I'm only going to scratch the surface of it here. Keen to hear others' thoughts on this too.

Legacy and Ancestry

In 3x07 Legacy, Carmy talks to Marcus about the idea of legacy in the context of chefs he had worked with - how those chefs had talked to him about how their work would carry on through iterations and generations of subsequent chefs and restaurants that came after them. I'll include both a transcript and screenshots of this conversation below:

Carmy: Like, um, something would start somewhere, and then, uh, people would take that thing and then they would take it somewhere else. So, all these parts of an original restaurant, they would end up at a new restaurant and that kind of thing. That would happen over and over again. And then all these parts of all these restaurants, they would sort of-- You know, they would find each other. And then new people would take those parts and they would put 'em into their restaurant. And the whole thing, it would, um-- It would start to happen all over again.

Marcus: So, like a family tree or something?

Carmy: [looks to Syd who has her back to him, closing her locker] Yeah. Yeah, exactly.

Most folks understand ancestry to refer to our family or genetic lineage. When I was in university, I learned about intellectual ancestors or genealogy: where one can trace your intellectual lineage - the thinkers and creators that have shaped your understanding of the world and/or your chosen profession. I think its useful to take this concept and apply it to The Bear to help understand what the show is saying about legacy. I wouldn't limit the concept to "intellectual" ancestry though. It might be more helpful to talk about culinary ancestors in this context because the process of creating food - crafting dishes - isn't solely an intellectual exercise. It engages our intellect yes, but also each of our senses, our memories (recall that chocolate banana from 2x10 The Bear), and the need to nurture and be nurtured.

Culinary Ancestors

Carmy's culinary ancestors are varied given his work history. We know he's cooked under some of the best chefs in the culinary world of The Bear, including: Daniel Boulud (of Daniel), René Redzepi (of NOMA), Thomas Keller (of The French Laundry), David Field (a sociopathic Joel McHale, of Eleven Madison Park), and Andrea Terry (a sublime Olivia Colman, of Ever). I'd also include here Mikey, Donna and Natalie Berzatto. I'd include cousins Richie Jeremovich and Michelle Berzatto as well. These are the home and line cooks Carm grew up with, watched in his mother's kitchen and at The Beef. He took his lessons - the good and the bad, learnt voluntarily and involuntarily - from all of these people, incorporated them into his working self and transmuted them into his food.

In particular, I've talked here about Chef Terry and the valuable lesson of "every second counts" that she carried with her as she mentored waves of chefs through her restaurant, Ever. That post also talks about the parallels between Terry and Syd (which were even more evident in season 3), the latter of whom I'd argue is also one of Carmy's culinary ancestors ("you make me better at this").

I wish we had more information about Sydney and her influences. We know that prior to The Beef, she worked at restaurants Smoque BBQ, Alinea and Avec. We meet at least one of her mentors, Chicago restauranteur Donnie Madia in 2x03 Sundae and 2x10 The Bear, as well as Nayia at the fictional Verdana French Bistro (which ends up closing by 2x09 Omelette). They each offer up small insights into Sydney: that her food is amazing and that she is always "trying to be the best." Carmy is also undoubtedly one of Sydney's culinary ancestors, as infuriating and withholding as he can be. I'm also certain that Sydney's parents and the cultural history/ies that she's inherited through them are part of her culinary lineage as well. I really, really hope that we get much more insight into this side of her next season.

Respect, mentorship and lineage

One of the things that first drew me to The Bear was the respect that the show gave its characters of colour. In particular, the opportunity and support given to people of colour from a working class operation like The Beef to continue into the fine dining world of The Bear. I've spoken a bit about this here.

I haven't seen a dynamic on television before, where folks from the backgrounds like the POC characters in The Bear are from, are backed in the way they are on the show. Where there are mentors who will invest in them to train them up, and who will take those folks with them as they move into more elite and skilled spaces. Hell, I have barely seen this happen in the roughly two decades that I've been in wage-earning employment myself. Lets be clear, capitalism does not incentivise this kind of shit. Its why certain industries, including the world of fine dining, remain largely if not completely exclusive, demarcated by gender, race and class.

Yes this season was fucked in terms of which characters were getting prioritised for screen time over key Black characters like Sydney and Marcus (the Faks can genuinely go fuck). The lack of care given to Marcus, in particular, whose mother's passing was treated almost perfunctorily in comparison to a wholly unnecessary conversation amongst the entire crew about Cl@ire in 3x02 Next (quoting Richie: "who cares?!"), was also fucked. I would have preferred to have spent more time with Syd, Marcus, Tina, Ebraheim, Sweeps, Manny and Angel than listening to Neil, Ted and fucking Sammy (?!) Fak blather their way through precious minutes during this show.

But even with the above, The Bear regularly manages to floor me with beautiful moments of mentorship, leadership and love featuring characters of colour on the show. This is particularly the case in the relationships between culinary ancestors Carm and Sydney with "descendants" Marcus and Tina.

Birth of the The Bear lineage

Recall 1x08 Braciole where Sydney tells Marcus that after she finished culinary school, she spent all her money eating her way through New York. She says that she had the best meal she's ever eaten while she was there. With Marcus' gentle prodding, we find out that the person who created that meal, was Carmy.

Its not until the first episode of season 3 when we see how this actually played out, for both Carmy and Syd. I won't rehash the details of this scene because it is truly beautiful filmmaking to behold. Please if you haven't already, go watch 3x01 in its entirety. Have tissues nearby.

I will say, that in the best meal Syd ever had, Carmy literally served up his heart and lifeblood (check the cut of the fish, the crimson of the blood orange decoction).

That meal - that seed of inspiration from Carmy - birthed something in Sydney, something that would push her to find Carmy much later, working at his brother's sandwich shop.

Together these two incredibly talented chefs started their own lineage, taking what they knew and investing it into The Beef and eventually, The Bear:

And then, the next generation of collaboration and inspiration emerges:

This is why the visuals in 3x01 Tomorrow, with Syd sitting in quiet contemplation of Carm's dish, are so poignant. From 1x01 System, Carm and Syd have been growing their branch of their shared culinary family tree, nurturing it alongside those of their respective ancestors:

In 3x01 Tomorrow, we see that tree literally emerging from the moment Sydney meets Carm, on a plate.

It all starts when Sydney leaves culinary school and decides to make the most of her time in New York, eating at every place she could think of including, at Eleven Madison Park. And when Carmen, after losing Mikey, decides to make a few seconds count, taking ownership of a dish that he knows is going to be stolen from him and bastardized otherwise. The rest is history, or legacy.

Author's note:

I just wanted to draw attention to the fact that this show is also an exercise of mentorship and collaboration: Ayo Edebiri directing 3x06 Napkins under the guidance of Calo and Storer. Ramy Youssef directing 2x04 Honeydew under the guidance of Storer who had previously directed him on and produced Ramy. The fucking force of nature that is veteran Liza Colón Zayas being directed by Ayo. Jeremy describing the filming of 2x06 Fishes as akin to watching masters at work. Of course any television production is a collaborative effort and there are countless names I'm not familiar with who have put their precious time and energy into making this beautiful thing. I just thought it worth mentioning that at times, this show glimmers with truths, and I think thats because, in some way, they're in the marrow of the thing.

[eleonoraalbright]

I need some Peter Maximoff fluff😭🤚

Peter Maximoff x Asexual!reader that’s scared Peter will leave them over it

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x Asexual!Reader

Excerpt: Peter laid a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, but you shied away from his touch. Withdrawing his hand, he had to strain his ears to hear your next words. “Peter…” You gulped and seemed to be steeling yourself. “I’m asexual.”

A/N: I did some research and on Tumblr, one user said that asexuality is a spectrum; some asexuals are sex-repulsed and some love it. The reader in this fic is a sex-repulsed asexual.

Peter Maximoff wasn’t the sharpest knife in the drawer, but even he could tell something was troubling you. It started a week ago in his mom's basement on a peaceful Sunday afternoon. You were both relaxing by watching a movie that was playing on the TV. 

Technically you were watching the flick while he was racing in and out of the house and around the city, but he popped in often enough to keep up with the movie and show off his new knick-knacks to you. He had just come back from collecting an original Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots free of charge when he saw you rushing up the stairs in a hurry. 

He asked, “Hey, where’re you going?”

You froze as if you had been caught doing something wrong. “I—um—forgot I had some other plans today and I don’t wanna flake on them. Sorry, Peter, I’ll see you later.” You brushed past him without another glance and left. 

In the end, Peter shrugged it off. The excuse was pretty vague, but maybe you had a lot on your mind at the moment and just wanted a bit of time alone. Oh well, he’ll see you tomorrow anyway. He ran to his room and unboxed his game before rushing off again to find more cool loot.

Turns out Peter didn’t see you the following day, or at least he saw less of you than he would’ve liked. He showed up at your door to see if you wanted to hit the arcade and the comic shops. To his disappointment, you refused. You explained that there were extra chores that needed to be done and that they would take all day. He offered to help, but you declined. 

On Tuesday, you couldn’t go out with him because relatives were coming to visit and your family wanted you to stay. On Wednesday, Peter began to grow suspicious. When he popped over to your place, you said that you had been grounded for the next month. Peter didn’t believe you. Being grounded had never stopped you from hanging out with him before, so why should it now?

The obvious answer was that you didn’t want to see him. But why was that? Each time you had seen him since Sunday you avoided his gaze and kept him at arm's length. What had happened that could have caused this change in you? Peter mulled over the possibilities in his mind as he played ping pong with himself.

He recounted the things he talked about, but couldn’t think of an instance where he was careless with his words. Unless the playful argument about whether The Addams Family or The Munsters was the better show had not been as playful as Peter thought it had. Nah, that couldn’t be it. Peter stopped dead in his tracks. 

Had he forgotten yours and his anniversary? He checked the calendar nailed to the wall where you had written down important dates he should remember. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw it was in three months. Phew, so it couldn’t have been that. But then what was it! The mystery was driving Peter up the wall. 

All he wanted to do was see you! After a few minutes, he decided what course of action to take. He zipped to the flower shop and got a colorful bouquet. He dropped by the candy shop and procured a careful selection of all your favorite sweets and won a little stuffed orangutan from a claw machine. With this assortment of gifts, he raced over to your house and into your bedroom. 

You were sitting on your bed, thumbing through a magazine, and jumped when he made his presence known by pushing the flowers, the candies, and the stuffie onto your lap. He said, “I’m sorry for whatever I did. I can’t figure it out, but I’m really sorry. Can we talk again? What’s wrong?”

Setting his presents aside, you brought your knees up to your chest and hugged them. You replied in a quiet voice, “You shouldn’t be here, Peter.”

“C’mon, what’s the matter?” He crouched down next to the bed, a lop-sided grin on his face. “Did aliens abduct you?” He joked, hoping humor would help you open up. 

Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes and you began to rock back and forth. You covered your face with your hands and whispered, “I think we should break up.” Peter was shocked, nothing could have prepared him for that statement. You continued speaking, “I-I haven’t been entirely honest with you.” Tears streamed down your cheeks and a sob escaped your lips. “I didn't think it’d be a big deal, but things are getting serious and I can’t hold it in any longer.”

Peter laid a hand on your shoulder to comfort you, but you shied away from his touch. Withdrawing his hand, he had to strain his ears to hear your next words. “Peter…” You gulped and seemed to be steeling yourself. “I’m asexual.”

Peter’s brow furrowed. He had heard that term before. Using his powers, he ran to the library and retrieved a biology textbook. He read page after page until he finally found his answer. He returned to your bedroom and read aloud, “You have the capability to reproduce without exchanging genetic information with another organism through sex? Are you a mu–”

“No, no! Not that type of asexual!” You closed your eyes and shook your head. “It means that I don’t experience sexual attraction. My brain isn’t hardwired that way—I don’t have those sexual desires or feelings that most people have—it’s not a part of who I am. I just don’t wanna have sex.”

Still confused, Peter processed this information. “Okay, but what does this have to do with us breaking up?”

You stared slack jawed at him, dumbfounded at his question. “You mean y-you don’t care. You don’t want to break up?”

“No, of course not! Why would I?” Peter’s confusion grew when you burst into tears. You started crying and buried your face into your pillow. Peter rubbed your back and tried his best to provide support. “Babe?”

You sat up and threw your arms around him and hugged him as tightly as you were able. You gasped between sobs, “I was s-so scared you’d leave me over it! I didn’t wanna lose you. I was gonna break it off to save you the trouble.” 

Peter hugged you with equal fervor and stroked your hair. He felt terrible. It must’ve been a horrible week for you, convinced that he’d wouldn’t want to be with you anymore. He pressed a kiss to your temple and cupped your chin as he locked eyes with you. “I’d never leave you. You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” 

He didn’t know how long you two remained in that embrace and didn’t care. He would sit here all night if it made you feel better. You wiped away your tears, saying, “Wanna go get some pizza to celebrate?”

“And what are we celebrating exactly?”

“Not breaking up and the fact I got that confession off my chest. I feel a million times lighter now.”

“I like the way you think, babe.” With the problem settled, he sped you and himself to the nearest pizza parlor to have a delicious dinner and revel in each other’s company.

[moft-man]

uh uh uh traditional art dump???

literally all stanley parable sooo???? idk I rarely let ppl see inside the hellscape that is my sketchbook (close ups on the ones I liked below the cut!!)

[jinkookspencil]

like couples do | knj

you run out of period products at dawn, and there's only one person who's up....

description/tags: namjoon drabble / fwb to lovers / fluff / but mentions the fact that namjoon and reader had unprotected sex (don't do this) and reader is relieved to get her period afterwards / so obviously mentions of period and blood / maybe a bit angsty? / been busy and been working on a request! but it's been a while since i wrote namjoon and, gosh, i love writing for him even though whatever comes to me for him is usually the most random bursts and ideas, like this one i thought of last night / let me know what you think <3

wc: ~1.6k words

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Your gasp pulls you from heaven to hell.

Extracted from your dream, you’re out of the covers in a flash, dazed as you try to meet your reality. The room was sweltering despite autumn settling in and the fan whizzing away in your room as it always did. The sound you’d grown so accustomed to only made it harder to think, but you didn’t have to. The wet pools at your back and around your body suddenly made themselves known, with your black pajama top sticking to your sweaty skin. With a quick change into a tank top and a sip of cold water, you were ready to escape into a dreamland, far from the hellhole that had been your bedroom...

Only to be met with a small pool of a different kind when you pull away the blanket.

Fuck.

Quickly feeling between your thighs confirmed it - you bled through your shorts.

Well, at least it’s here, you think, your heart settling after days worrying about the sudden delay in your cycle. After all, Namjoon hadn’t used any protection… 

It was hard to put away the mental image of him once you were in the bathroom, remembering that one time he had you propped up on the cabinet, but looking through it now, the panic returns. You were all out of pads and tampons.

This is why people have roommates. Or stupidly organized Virgo boyfriends, you think, cursing yourself while rummaging through every drawer, cupboard, and overnight bag without finding a single tampon for the evening. 

The minutes spent on your phone were quick to squash any more of your hopes - the delivery service app had been shut down for the night after some seemingly catastrophic bug on their end, and your female friends who lived nearby hadn't answered your texts and calls, as expected at this time of day.

Reading the time on your phone, you knew one person who would definitely be up. The person who always showed up. The man worked ridiculous hours, following his ‘late-night creativity’… unless the universe really wanted to torture you and, for the very first time, he’d be asleep as well.

You consider running to the convenience store, double layering your bottoms with black fabrics, and taking a scooter... only for a stinging cramp to shock you at your lower back.

He had to answer.

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to: joon 🌒[3:58am] - hi are you up?

to: joon🌒 [3:58am] - text asap please it’s urgent

to: y/n🍀 [4:01am] - yes i’m up. are you okay y/n?

to: y/n🍀 [4:01am] - i’m finally done with work for the night.

to: y/n🍀 [4:01am] - are you okay? i’ll call as soon as i’m out of the building.

to: joon🌒 [4:02am] - don’t call i’m embarrassed to say this to you out loud plus i'm in pain

to: joon 🌒 [4:02am] - can you get me some pads and tampons? i got my period (aka the pain) and i’m all out so….

to: joon🌒 [4:02am] - i need em and i can’t get em

to: y/n🍀 [4:03am] - y/n of course. phew i thought this was going in literally the complete opposite way considering…

to: y/n🍀 [4:03am] - anyways, aren’t we past embarrassment? never feel that when it comes to me please.

to: y/n🍀 [4:03am] - safe space just for us, remember? 

to: joon🌒 [4:04am] - yes :) thanks joon 

to: y/n🍀 [4:04am] - :) getting on my bike now. i’ll be there in 10.

to: y/n🍀 [4:04am] - the sky’s starting to change colors. look outside, pretty :) (1 image attached)

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The knock, though expected, jolts you enough for your new bedsheet to spring away from your grasp once again. Frustrated, a groan escapes you as you walk to your front door, tightening the robe that covered your body and stained shorts.

“Sorry I’m late,” Namjoon giggles at the door, seeing your furrowed expression. “Oh, you’re most definitely on your period, huh?”

“Get in here and shut up,” you groan once more, letting him in. All too familiar with your place, he unpacks one of the bags in his hand, carefully displaying an array of period products on the nearest table. 

“I’m surprised you didn’t send a photo and ask me to choose one,” you say, grabbing one of the boxes.

“I… I grabbed everything in the aisle without thinking. Shit, I should’ve sent a photo, right? Are these not good enough? Are they the wrong size? Will they fit your....? I can go to another convenience store,” he murmurs, head tilted down as he surveys the products before you.

“No, Namjoon, honey, the photo is just a thing boyfriends tend to do when they’re asked to get period products. You asked the same size and fit question, though,” you laugh before quickly realizing you compared his actions to that of a boyfriend. Something he most definitely was not.

“I lived in a dorm full of boys, how was I supposed to know?” he says, scratching his head.

“These are perfect, and I’m stocked for at least the next three months. Thank you, Joonie,” you say, squeezing his arm.

“Anytime, Y/N,” he replies quietly, pulling you closer to him so he can kiss your forehead. It only hits you both when your hand is rubbing at his back in his embrace, and it takes even longer to break away than it did to realize the situation. 

Something shifts in Namjoon’s gaze when he sees you emerge from the bathroom in new pyjama shorts. “Cute PJ’s. I’m not used to seeing them on you for more than five seconds.”

“Enjoy the show, then,” you quip, plopping down next to him on the couch and extending your legs over his lap. You hadn’t really meant it as a command, but can’t help but smile catching the fact that Namjoon had obeyed. His fingers draw mindless circles at your ankles as his gaze travels upwards. Minutes are spent in silence, eyeing your thighs with intent before his eyes rest on your exposed clavicle. His circles stop, gripping your ankle and noting the undeniable rise and fall of your breathing and breasts, swollen and tender against your thin cotton tank top.

“Oh,” he finally says with a cough, breaking the silence and raising his brows. “I almost forgot. I thought you might need these.”

Leaning forward, Namjoon dumps the entire contents of the second plastic bag onto your hard coffee table. Small, colorful circles bounce off of it and onto the floor, long bars land with a thud, and instantly recognizable plastic packages are cushioned by its contents.

“Oh, Joon. I do. I do fucking need this,” you let out, almost as a moan. “You already know what I want.”

Smiling, he tears open a plastic packet of your favorite chocolate-flavored bread and another for himself. The time spent biting and savoring the pillowy snack was heavenly in the comfortable silence -save for the birds that begin to chirp from somewhere outside your window.

“Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten the sticker,” you say, handing Namjoon the tiny square envelope in your now-empty plastic packaging. He’s quick to grab it from your hands, giddy to see whatever Pokemon character was inside.

"Take mine, too," he says, handing you his square, with an illustration of a pink, deer-like creature - not at all like the Pokemon he usually mentioned.

"Oh, she’s pretty!”

"Exactly..." he says. "Deerling, that's her name. She's a new favorite of mine, actually. Her colors change based on the different seasons in the year... and when she evolves, her deer form's antlers are basically how branches are decorated in nature: budding flowers and leaves for spring, greenery for summer, you get the picture. She's the only one that truly encapsulates the beauty of our world..."

"All that for a Pokemon? I'm jealous," you tease, but he doesn't laugh, quietly opening the envelope you'd handed to him.

“Yes!” he cheers. “I don’t have this one yet - Moltres. Ah, you really are my good luck charm, huh?"

"Am I? I guess you should keep me around, then, huh?" you say, leaning back on the couch and poking his shoulder.

"That's the plan," Namjoon says, his eyes still thoughtfully fixated on the sticker he fiddled with, but only for a moment. “Uhm… I… we… should probably get some sleep, huh? I should probably…go. Uhm, should I?”

“Do you want to go?” you ask, feeling a tightening in your chest at the thought. Just like all those nights in bed, it was too comfortable to remember that this wasn't your entire reality but stolen, secret time. Always, one found themselves reminding the other to snap back to reality. It was beautifully torturous, just as you two had liked it for so long… until it began to sink in that the beauty could stand on its own…. if only one of you had the courage. 

“….No. No I don’t really want to go, Y/N. But if you want me to….” 

“I don’t want you to,” you interrupt, nudging his fingertip with yours right over your knees until your hands are intertwined. “I mean someone has to help me fit that stupid sheet onto the bed... and you're quite familiar with my sheets."

“I am,” he smiles, nodding to himself and squeezing your hand with his.

“Then we can get in… and just go to sleep… or cuddle,” you wonder, feeling Namjoon's soft hand under yours.

“Like couples do?” Namjoon asks, finally meeting your gaze for the first time that night.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m thinking like couples do,” you whisper, your breath hitching on the words that spoke your once unthinkable, far-fetched desire while looking at it right in the eyes. 

“Me too,” he smiles, bringing your hand up to kiss it and rest it at his dimples. “Like couples it is then.”

[uceyliyahh]

UNDER YOUR TOUCH

Summary: After her difficult breakup, Tiana wanted to start anew with her life. That's when she realized her life would be better when she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 3107

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Tiana

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

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But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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TIANA I was at Trinity and Jon's house getting things planned for Jey and my wedding soon. We were discussing what colors should be suitable for the wedding and what colors the guys and women should wear.

While we were doing that, I felt Gianna's kicks getting stronger by the second. I always felt worried that I might have her spend this time, but Jey would always tell me that she wasn't ready to come out yet.

But I knew that was most definitely ready to come out of me since the doctor said that she was positioned "sunny side up." So my water could break any day now.

"Are you to push out that baby girl?" Trinity asked.

"Phew, yes, girl, I am so ready to push her out. She's been kicking my damn bladder every single night." I said while rubbing my baby bump.

I heard her chuckle a bit, "Oh, girl, you'll be fine. Just wait until you start having contractions." I sighed while rolling my eyes at her.

"Bitch, imma be a champ throughout all of that, but like I told you, imma get that epidural." Trinity nodded her head in agreement.

That is what I going sticking with getting the epidural so I won't be able to feel the pain I had a huge fear of tearing while giving birth it happened to my mom when she had me so I pray that it doesn't happen when I have Gianna.

I felt my phone buzz, picking it up, seeing that Jey had texted me and was probably checking up on me and making sure I was good since I was in my 39th week of pregnancy.

Hubby🤍 sent a message. IMESSAGE 💬

Hubby🤍: hey, mama, I was just checking up on you, making sure you were doing good.

I smiled at the message and began texting him back.

Mamas🩷: I'm doing fine, Bubba; Gianna's kicks are getting stronger every second when she kicks.

Hubby🤍: you think you might go into labor today?

Mamas🩷: yeah, I believe so I'm not so sure even though the doctor told me that she faced up so Gianna might come.

Hubby🤍: well if that happens I'll make sure you have all the things you need ight?

Mamas🩷: Okay love 🫶🏼

Hubby🤍: ight then Ma, I'll see you after work tell Trin and Em I said wassup for me love you. ♥️

Mamas🩷: I will do that. I love you too.

I turned my attention to Trinity, who was showing me ideas for the wedding venue. I wanted it to be outside on the beach, where everyone could see the ocean swaying in the wind.

For Jey and I's wedding, I drew inspiration from Jon and Trinity's ceremony because I wanted it to be remarkable.

"I really like this, Trin, an outside wedding seeing the waves," I said, scrolling through some inspirational pictures.

"Where do you want to have it?" she asked, looking at me with curiosity. I nodded my head, determined to communicate that this was important to me. I really wanted this day to be unique for Jey as he embraced his culture.

"Yes, Trin, this is what I want. I want it to be special not only for me but also for him," I replied.

We agreed to have our wedding in Maui, Hawaii, and I was excited to share the planning process with Jey. Now, we just needed to figure out the guest list and our honeymoon plans.

'It's going to be perfect'

✧.* I spent the rest of the day at Trinity and Jon's house because I didn't want to go home. We were all watching an hour-long movie when I heard the door open. Jey came in with some food he must have picked up on his way home from work.

He hugged Trinity and greeted his brother with a fist bump before his eyes landed on me. He walked over and placed the food on the table. Leaning forward, he pressed his soft lips against mine, giving me a few sweet kisses before pulling away with a smile. I couldn't help but notice his grills; he always manages to look good, even after a long day at work.

"Hey, mamas, how are you feeling?" Jey asked while he took off his hoodie, exposing his abs a bit.

"I'm feeling okay; I'm just exhausted," I said, yawning.

"Well, before you fall asleep, let's eat some food, Okay?" I nodded, sitting up on the couch and grabbing the food that he had brought for everyone.

We all began eating our food together while watching the movie. As we were eating our food, I felt Jey's hand on my thigh, rubbing it as I made eye contact with him.

"Have you all decided where we are going to have our wedding?" I knew he was going to ask this question, which made me smile.

I nodded my head while calling for Trinity. She got up from the couch and came towards us. " What's up, girl?" I told her to show Jey where we would be having our wedding.

She pulled her phone out of her pocket, unlocked it, and showed Jey that we were going to Maui, Hawaii, for our wedding. I saw his face light up while smiling.

"This is so perfect, baby. You all put some thought into it. I love the idea." Hearing his approval of the idea brings joy to my heart. Honestly, he hugged Trinity while giving me a peck on the lips.

"Well, honestly, it was Tiana's idea to have the wedding in Hawaii. She wanted it to be special not only for the two of you but for you, too," Trinity said.

Jey nodded his head while messing up my hair like I was some little kid, which made me push him. After we finished eating our food, we watched the rest of the movie together.

Me and Jey were cuddling together on the couch as he was rubbing circles around my baby bump feeling Gianna's kicks, one of her kicks made me groan is pain I couldn't wait to push her out.

As we were doing that, I noticed my phone light up, and I saw Jey grabbing it for me so that I wouldn't have to reach over. When I unlocked it, I saw that Malakai's mother had sent me a message.

'God, doesn't she know when to quit?'

Mrs Jackson sent a message. IMESSAGE 💬

Mrs Jackson: so I heard that you're pregnant and engaged now? Wow, my son has to suffer in that jail cell all because of your lies. If you had understood him, this wouldn't have happened.

Tiana: Ma'am, respectfully, your son was fucking crazy and mentally ill, but I guess yall didn't care about that, especially after the fact when he put his fucking hands on me and almost fucking killed me. But I guess you're more delusional than I thought.

Mrs Jackson: little girl don't get smart with me, that Samoan man will do you worst.

Jey was reading our messages and smirking at the fact that Malakai's mother had said something about him while he took my phone. I wanted to protest, but I didn't. Instead, I just let him say what he needed to say.

Tiana: This is her fiancé I would advise you to put some fucking respect on my name ma'am and maybe; MAYBE If yall raised your son right and not a women beater him and Tiana probably would be still together right? But no yall didn't second I could never put my hands on her.

Mrs Jackson: DON'T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT MY SON LIKE THAT.

Tiana: whomp, whomp, anyways, imma need you to stop harassing my fiancée when she's pregnant and doesn't need stress piled up on her that could harm our child, so take your problems somewhere else.

He handed me my phone back and kept his eyes glued to the TV as I read the text messages exchanged between him and Malakai's mom. I felt so lucky to have him in my life. The way he defended me was genuinely attractive.

I was fed up with his mother threatening me and spouting nonsense—like it was my fault that her son was mentally ill and that they should have done better as parents.

"You know... you're so sexy when you defend me, love?" I said, gently caressing his beard with my hands.

He smirked down at me, rubbing his thumb against my lips before speaking, "Yeah? I gotta defend you alofa; you know ion' play about you." His Samoan language sounded so sexy, rolling off his tongue like that.

He leaned forward, placing a soft kiss on my lips. Then, there were a few more kisses, and after that, it was a whole make-out session between us. Jey wrapped his hand around my throat, pulling me in more deeply into the kiss.

His tongue was swirling around my mouth, feeling his dick hardened behind me. We pulled away from each other as he got up from the couch, signaling that I should follow him upstairs to the guest bedroom.

Before I could do that I heard Jon, "ya'll are just nasty no wonder why you got knocked up." That's when Trinity popped him upside the head, telling him to mind his business as he pouted like a kid.

✧.* SMUT WARNING "Fuck Alofa, keep ridin' this dick for me." I was bouncing up and down on his dick, holding onto his shoulders for more support.

He kept gazing up at me while he tucked his bottom lip underneath his teeth, watching me devour his whole length inside of me.

He loved the way my pussy swallowed his entire length inside of me, grabbing me by the throat and firmly thrusting his hips up to match my movements.

"Joshhhh, shit," I moaned softly.

I rolled my eyes in the back of my head, throwing my head back in pleasure as I felt a sting on my left ass cheek. He pulled my face closer to his as he smashed his lips onto mine.

We were giving each other sloppy kisses while he was beating my guts in like no other, this was having me feel dizzy.

All you could hear was skins slapping against each other. Trin and Jon could probably hear what was happening right now.

We pulled away from each other as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist while being careful as he began pounding my shit, causing me to moan very loudly.

"Fuckkkkk, Joshhhuaaa." I moaned as he watched me fall apart.

"Give me this fucking pussy mamas, give it to daddy." He grunted while continuing to pound my wet cunt.

At this point, I couldn't even handle it anymore, wanting to push him away immediately, but my body wouldn't let me. He gave me wet kisses on the neck before sucking it like a vampire.

Leaving marks all over my neck, "la'u pusi lea alofa?" I couldn't even comprehend what he just asked me, earning a slap on my left ass cheek.

"Y-yes! This is yours, Tamā, all yours." His facial expression changed when I spoke his language; he didn't know that I'd been studying for a while now.

I kept bouncing on his dick, circling my hips around the tip, trying to spell out my name on it seeing his facial expressions turned up whenever I did it.

"Ioe e fai pea lena alofa leaga." He growled. I loved it when he spoke in his Samoan language, making him sound so good that it turned me on even more.

I started to feel that knot in my stomach, gazing down at him as he placed wet kisses on my chest, cupping both of my breast's in his hand and sucking on the nipples.

"Daddy..this dick feels so good nobody can do it like you do, Daddy." I moaned softly, running my fingers down his mullet.

"Mhm...yo' ass better know who run this shit, mama fuck I'm finna nut all in yo' shit." Jey groaned, giving my left ass cheek another slap.

"Keep bouncing on this dick; make me nut," I whined at the sensation that I was feeling, feeling all of my wetness coat his dick up well.

He let go of my throat and watched me throwing it down in circles as his hands were behind his head. I saw him rolling his eyes in the back of his head as I moan escaped his lips.

I bounced on it with determination feeling my orgasm coming, feeling his dick twitch inside of me, seeing him bending his knees some before gripping onto my waist and thrusting upwards at a speedy pace.

I gasped, hitting him in his chest and signaling him that I was going cum, "Cum on this fucking dick, mama, do it." Seeing his eyebrows furrowed a bit while encouraging me.

I felt his dick twitch again, this man was having me in a daze at this point making me feel miserable like he always do.

My orgasm took over me letting out a loud moan feeling myself releasing all over him, my creamy essence coating his dick up so well as he continued to pump in and out of me.

The substance was stringing along our skins, and we could hear nothing but sticky sounds as it separated into a gooey-like substance.

Jey gripped my hips tightly as he pushed his dick deeply inside of me, feeling his warm seeds, while he groaned in satisfaction, slowly continuing to thrust himself into me before pulling out.

SMUT OVER. I sat up, seeing his dick come out of me while He and I were panting heavily, gazing down at each other while smiling.

"Fuck, mama, you got some good ass pussy." Jey commented before gripping my ass cheeks.

"You know all of this is for you, baby," I replied, feeling my legs getting wobbly as I moved to the other side of the bed.

He sat up, leaning forward, and kissed me on the lips before standing up. My eyes watched him go inside the bathroom, hearing him turn on the water in the tub.

Coming back inside the room, he walked toward me, holding out his hand. "C'mon, my lady, let's go take a bath together." I smiled at him as I held his hand, going inside the bathroom with him.

✧.* JEY After Tiana and I took a bath together, we lay down in the bed, cuddling. She lay down on my chest, and my fingers trailed down her back, watching her sleep.

I couldn't believe I would be marrying this girl and that she was having our child, too. I adored her so much. I grabbed my phone, which was next to her, to make sure I didn't wake her up.

Scrolling through my social media before going to sleep, I saw that Kehlani hoe-ass texted me on Instagram since I've been blocking her new numbers or accounts that she had made to say some negative shit.

hisfavlani: can't we just try again Jey like c'mon uceyjucey: aye, imma need to leave me tf alone Lani hisfavlani: can't we just talk about it uceyjucey: hell naw so stop texting me or it'll be some problems hisfavlani: fuck you Jey.

I felt Tiana shifting a bit on my chest, and I saw her eyes flutter open as she got up from the bed and went straight to the bathroom. I didn't really think much of it, as it was a normal thing for her to do.

I heard the toilet flushed as she opened the door seeing her face expression it looked like she was in pain but didn't want to show it, she laid back down my chest trying to go back to sleep.

She sat up again, holding onto her belly, which made me concerned as I got up from the bed and kneeled at her level.

"Mamas? You okay? What's wrong? Talk to me." I said, feeling concerned.

"Josh, I think I'm having contractions right now, and they hurt so much. I believe Gianna is on her way, " she said as she stood up from the bed, leaning against it, rocking her hips back and forth while her breathing exercises.

"Hollon lemme go wake up Trin and Jon." I left the guest bedroom, went to Trinity and Jon's room, and knocked on their door.

The door swung open, and Trinity appeared standing there, looking at me before speaking, "What's up, brother?" I told her about the situation with Tiana, and she knew immediately.

She wakes Jon up and tells him to get dressed because Tiana might be going into labor today. While they do that, I go back to check on Tiana, who is still rocking her hips back and forth. I can hear her breathing.

I came behind her, pushing her back down to relieve some pain from the contractions that she was feeling, rocking back and forth with her.

"I'm right here, mama. Just keep breathing, baby," I reassured her as she nodded her head.

I placed soft kisses on her back, rubbing circles all over it, trying to soothe her. That's when Trinity came inside the room, seeing Tiana's condition. She grabbed Tiana's hospital bag, which contained everything she needed.

"C'mon, Jey. Let's go before this girl has this baby on the floor," Trinity said as I nodded my head.

I held Tiana's hand, helping her get dressed. Despite her contractions whooping her ass, she managed to get her clothing on before we headed out to the hospital.

She did have one more week until she had Gianna, but I guess Gianna had plans of her own. I texted everyone that Tiana was going to have the baby today, so they needed to be prepared when the baby came.

Jon was driving towards the hospital as I held onto Tiana's hand telling her that everything is going to be okay and that we are here for her, seeing her struggling to push through the contractions.

We timed her contractions, seeing how far along they were, and it was coming back every minute or so.

I hope that she can get through the hard part of this before anything else. I can't believe that this is happening today.

Under Your Touch.

A/n: welllll Tiana finna push that baby outtt and Kehlani ass finna crash tf out when she see the baby.

I will be publishing MARKED after under your touch is completed so stay tune for that I might update again today hopefully 🤞🏽😭

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

Stay Ucey.

[skele-bunny]

GIMME ANYTHING ALPHABELL NEOOWWW

pretty please ���🤲🤲 /silly

RRRAAA ALPHABELL!!!!!

Just.... Thinking about their little "sessions."

At first it started with them cuddling and Bell just grinding against his own hand. Alpha didn't say anything at first but his face definitely got warmer, just thought it was an allllll too convenient rock stim up until Bell shook really hard and practically squeaked. Then just went still again to watch the TV like before. It kept Alpha up all night almost, just fantasizing about his partner finally asleep next to him.

The second time was extremely forward, just about to go to bed before Bell took his hand and smiled, sitting him down and crawling on his lap.

"I want to do something... In front of you..."

He's just reading her hands but nodding, watching as she gets to her knees a bit and dips a hand back in his pajamas shorts. Alpha just flicking back and forth from his face and hand bulging with the fabric. He gives a little tug at the hem and Bell just leans back, nodding with this smile that Alpha goes a bit crazy at. Pulls his shorts down and underwear, Bell opening her legs for him.

Alpha knew Bell was intersex, nothing wrong with that, but seeing it like THIS? Oh man. So horny he might puke tbh. Hand gripped around his small cock, other hand finally joining to rub at his clit. Alpha just palming himself before fully going in sync with her once she starts finger fucking herself.

Just staring at each other SO lovingly before Bell shakes and squeaks again, cum shooting from her tip and coating his furry belly— Alpha eventually cumming in his hand. How Bell just scoops up his own mess and offers it to Alpha who sucks his fingers like a dying man wjjddk

It's not often they'll have their sessions but when they do? PHEW. Alpha loves it each time. Loves her noises. Loves watching his hands move and twist and work around. LOVES when Bell feeds it to him, and eventually Alpha doing it back. It's their little thing!!! Fits em perfect