#r* heck off challenge

[1-nexomon-a-day]

4/13/24 - Rubby

[mars-ipan]

it’s weird being in recovery after like 2 months of sickness and looking forward to being able to do all the little things you used to take for granted again

[chuluoyi]

✎ rivals... in love?

- gojo satoru x reader

gojo is in shambles—so suguru might have a crush on you too?

genre: high school!gojo being a menace but pls spare him he just can't take losing, you see... crack, totally jealous!gojo, justice for geto, enemies to lovers, fluff

note: people have been asking for this so this is up next! i'm writing this while listening to bigbang's bang bang bang and fantastic baby so if gojo is a bit unhinged... you know why

a part of gojo's love entries

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No way. There is just no way.

Satoru felt his eyes itch and twitch uncomfortably. Despite the opaque black tint of his sunglasses, he could still distinctly see you happily giggling.

“Geto-san, that’s so funny!”

With Suguru. His ride or die. Your massive crush.

Your crisp laughter rang in his ears, scorching his ego and igniting it in flames—that was precisely the reaction he had hoped to receive from you too!

"Aren't they just cute?" Yaga was suddenly beside him with a wistful smile, looking at you and his other student a few feet away. "What do the television say again... a perfect match? In this case, a perfect match made in jujutsu school, then."

And responding to your bubbly self, creating the very picture of perfect match made in jujutsu school indeed, Suguru was every bit as enthusiastic. “Nah, wait until you see this—”

"Perfect match my ass," Satoru grumbled outwardly, rolling his eyes, but he immediately dashed away before his teacher could bonk him in the head for cussing.

It was harmless conversation, or jokes, or whatever. Because Suguru couldn't possibly reciprocate your feelings. His type is women of gravure magazines—Satoru had deemed it as such.

…Right?

At this point, he wasn't in enough denial to say that he didn't like you, because he had made it so clear that he was, in fact, obsessed. He wasn’t shying away from the things he did, which included annoying you constantly, asking you out after school, helping you in missions, and sending you few pick up lines here and there.

And he thought he was certain he could whisk you off your feet. After all, who else could measure up to him and win?

Heh, no one.

(or basically that's just him ignoring the intrusive little voice in his mind that whispered, “Suguru!”)

“So what's with the nice act, huh?” Satoru blew his bangs in a huff as he questioned his best friend with a twinge of dissatisfaction. “Do you like her or something?”

Suguru quirked his eyebrow at him. “What?”

“Don’t play dumb. I have noticed how you two have been joined at the hip lately,” and with deliberate intention to spite his best friend, he made the sourest face as he mockingly recited, “Wait till you see this~”

Instantly realizing what he meant, Suguru burst into a loud snicker. “Come on, Satoru, really? Surely you aren't that petty. We were just chatting—”

“Not that. I know. What I'm asking now is that do you like her or not?”

It wasn't a rare sight to see Satoru with a pout and a frown, and usually he'd humor him. But this time, even Suguru could see that there was something different in the way he asked this. And should he say something that irked him then—

“Heh, so what if I am?”

That's the wrong answer.

Satoru halted abruptly, whipping his head around in sheer shock. "What the heck?"

“She’s a nice junior, kind, easy on the eyes,” Suguru shrugged, flashing him a dauntless smile. “Only a fool would let the chance pass up. Satoru, if you keep dawdling, one of these days, I just might—”

“Wha—hey!? That’s totally foul—!”

“Nah, they do say all is fair in love and war now, isn’t it?”

By a mind-boggling twist of events, apparently his best friend was also a guy after his dream girl. Satoru was irked, challenged, and he would never admit it, but a tiny part of him recoiled because Suguru clearly had an early start and a boost—you favored him first.

This was unexpected, and now he was conjuring up various scenarios of what he should do. He must act fast or else...

Little did he know that Suguru was thoroughly relishing his restlessness.

Everyone around you said that your relationship with Gojo Satoru... is intriguing to say the least. And especially ever since that one botched mission you two went, you also felt there was a shift in your dynamics.

And if by intriguing they mean him constantly blocking your way and invading your space, then yes, it definitely is.

"Okay, okay, but wait, just hear me out!"

You halted your steps and faced him with an annoyed frown. You really had no time for this. You were about to be sent on a mission. "Gojo, really, can't you just—"

"Okay, I know he's dashing, or whatever," he huffed, the last word he said with a hint of disdain. "But hear me out, and I'm sure you'll reconsider."

"Who are you talki—"

"Who else!? Suguru, of course!"

You couldn't possibly arch your eyebrow even higher, and before you could say anything, he somehow took it as his cue to keep going.

“First, he eats curses. Cursed spirits! He eats them like rice balls! Can you imagine just how foul the taste is?”

"Gojo, I don't have the time—"

"Then! Going from that, just imagine kissing him," he stressed, eyeing you intensely as your own eyes felt like popping out by the sheer suggestion. "What if you taste the cursed spirits rice ball?"

"You're unbeliev—"

"Wait! Can you even kiss him? What if his cursed spirits suddenly pop out of him? Are you willing to kiss his little friends—"

"He's your best friend!" you finally interjected, obviously and utterly in shock by his unhinged rambling. "How could you say all of that?"

"No, you're getting me wrong." Satoru's clicked his tongue. "I'm just listing facts why it's better for you not to end up with him."

You barked a dry laugh. "And? Better with you, you mean? That's awfully biased."

"Why yes of course! Self-promo is never bad," he blatantly retorted. "Let me just tell you aallll you need to know about me!"

He audibly cracked his knuckles and puffed out his chest. "You know already, I'm strong. I can protect you well. My cursed technique doesn't involve eating curses, so you don't have to worry about tasting the said curses on my lips."

How could he blurt all of this with that perpetually playful expression? A chuckle escaped you unwittingly and that only spurred him to go on.

"And I'm handsome!" he boldly claimed, pointing at his face with pride. "And obviously I don't need to say this, but I'm filthy rich—"

At that, you burst into hearty laughter, unable to hold it in any longer.

Satoru's eyes sparkled, lit as if someone had just made his day. "All in all, you know what I mean. Everything with me, all of it is going to be fantastic!"

Even you couldn't deny that all of this exchange had been so amusing. Hilariously so. "You're down bad, huh?" you tried to taunt, although it seemed like a burst of snicker. Yet, you were caught off-guard when he said:

"For you?" his little smirk made your insides suddenly all jumbled up. "Yes."

Huh? What is this? Your bravado faltered a bit as your heart did a somersault inside.

It wasn't supposed to thump this hard. You weren't supposed to feel this overwhelming urge to squeal too. And your face wasn't supposed to grow this hot...

Seeing that, Satoru celebrated his little win, a wicked smile on his glistening lips—that somehow looked rather attractive to you now. "How? Thinking twice now, are we?"

But he couldn't believe that after all this, you would still cunningly retort with, "Ha! You wish, Gojo Satoru."

His stunned face was so comical that you chuckled once again. You wanted to rebuff him more, but before you could, Haibara's voice called you from a distance. "Heeey! Let's go! Or we're gonna be late!"

"I suppose that's my cue," you lightly shrugged, and before you left him in a dust, you could've sworn you saw a flicker of brewing tantrum behind those glasses, which brought a smirk on your face. "See ya, try harder, and I might look at your way."

Satoru was at his wit's end as he saw you sauntering away. What more that he could do so that you could be his? To keep your eyes on him and him only?

And yet, little did he know, in that beginning of summer in 2006, even before you realized it yourself, you had already did.

Epilogue

In another corner of the school, eagerly spying on you were...

"Wait! Can you even kiss him? What if his cursed spirits suddenly pop out of him? Are you willing to kiss his little friends—"

"Did he just..." Suguru gaped, utterly in disbelief at what his own best friend said of him. "Did he just say that?"

Shoko let out a satisfied guffaw. "Oh, he definitely did."

"I can't believe he's tarnishing my name over a girl."

"Well, you know very well he could do way worse than that just to get what he wants," she threw him a thin smile, while exhaling a puff of smoke. "And hey, you lose. You gotta pay me."

Suguru turned to her in surprise. "Huh? Oh—oh, darn it. Shoko, can't you be less stingy?"

"Well, whose bright idea was it to pull that stunt on him and bet on whether Gojo would approach her in less than a day?"

-> continue to extended cut !

[theolivetree123]

Rev up your engines, it’s time to…

🏁 Race for the Cookie Cup! 🏁

(More below the cut)

🫐Event Summary🍒

You, Grim, Ace, and Deuce decide to visit a new arcade that recently opened up in the town not far from NRC. There, you meet up with Ruggie, Epel, Silver, and Idia, who have all taken interest in a specific game in the corner of the arcade. The game is called Sugar Rush! Since there's two arcade machines, Ace challenges Deuce to one round of the game, and whoever loses must pay for the other's lunch. Deuce unsurprisingly accepts, and they begin their match. Midway through their match, however, the game suddenly glitches! You and the gang all think the game is broken until a flash of light comes from the arcade machines. Next thing you know, all 8 of you are somehow inside of the racing game, Sugar Rush!

To escape this sweet nightmare, you must win the next grand prix and obtain the Cookie Cup! But, uh oh. Ace and Deuce are having a bit of a squabble. It seems like you guys are going to have to split into two separate teams!

For this grand prix, Deuce will be accompanied by Silver and Idia as...

Team Bluepuff!

And Ace will be accompanied by Ruggie and Epel as...

Team Redpop!

Which team will you choose?

🏁Rules🏁

Everyone is allowed to race! Whether it's your OCs, yuusonas, or, heck, even rope your favorite canon NRC/RSA student into this mess! Everyone is welcome to participate in the mess that Ace and Deuce started.

You can participate in this event by making custom cards, general fanart, fanfics, whatever! Just no NSFW, please. This is a PG racing game!

If you decide to make anything for this event, please tag me and use #🍪rftcc. I'd love to see what you make!

And finally, this event has no deadline, so feel free to participate whenever!

🏁Outfits and Carts🏁

Since you will be racing, make sure your outfit is fit for the job! Make sure your character has a jersey, gloves, and a sweet theme!

For your character's theme, make sure it is based off of some sort of candy or sweet treat! The character must also have a matching cart, as well (if you're drawing them with one, that is). Try to stay away from actual candy brands, though! We wouldn't want a lawsuit on our hands!

The characters listed in the summary have their own cards and outfits! I listed them below so you don't accidentally copy their theme.

SSR Deuce (Blueberry Pie)

SSR Ace (Cherry Pie)

SR Ruggie and Epel (Donuts and bubblegum)

SR/R Idia and Silver (Slushies and marshmallows)

Also! If you're making a card, you may use the blank cards below!

🏁Racers🏁

Team Bluepuff

🍋Yuya Florence by @cheerleaderman

🍪Dias Feathenfool by @beezonia

🍓Robyn Starling by @pinkskytwst

💝Reese Kingbit by @kickasscentral

🍋Flori Mohn-Prinz by @bunniehunn

Team Redpop

💍Ryuuni by @rini-rambles

🎂Narcissa Viperoné by @beezonia

🍍Saya Starling (ART) by @pinkskytwst made by @dilatory-replies

🧸Cerise Fanfare by @0kiwisalad0

🎄Humm by @xxoomiii

⚫️ Leon Lynch by @readsrandomstuff67

🏁Fanart🏁

A little comic from @mello-bee

Art of the crew by @spade-12

Ruggie doing donuts by @mirioho

Ruggie fanart by @cheshanoneko-draws

🏁Fanfics🏁

Bet on the Teleportation by @spadecentral

🏁I look forward to seeing what you create!🏁

[agendabymooner]

his family and her lover ! george r. x ofc (alessandro sister!fashion designer!ofc)

summary: the people who criticized her seemed to have forgotten that she was a mother first and george russell’s older girlfriend second. OR the british mercedes driver already embraced his role as her children’s father the moment he met them and while everyone’s talking about it, nora alessandro’s more than okay with that.

content warning: use of explicit language, mentions of past emotionally abusive marriage (nothing graphic) misogyny, fluff, stepdad!george = dad!george, single mom!ofc, h8rs gonna h8, five year age gap, just a series of posts from dad!george, intro to nora alessandro (ofc)

note: if we can easily bag a driver could you just imagine being able to bag arthur leclerc? he’s only four years my senior. anyways, i hope you like this george russell post because i’ve been holding off on it for hecking weeks.

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THE FAST LANE DAILY

NORA ALESSANDRO: A FASHION WEEK DEBUT EMPOWERING WOMEN AND DEFYING STEREOTYPES

in the world of fashion, there are stories that go beyond the glitz and glamour of the runway. one such story is that of kara eleanora alessandro, affectionately known as nora. at the age of 32, nora recently hosted her first fashion week show, marking a significant milestone in her journey as a fashion designer. this article delves into nora's inspiring story of resilience, empowerment, and her commitment to promoting feminism and individuality through her clothing brand, karanora.

from boutiques to fashion week

nora's path to fashion week was not an easy one. for a decade, she tirelessly ran two boutiques in milan and tuscany, dreaming of becoming a successful fashion designer. along the way, she faced personal challenges, including a divorce and a custody battle for her two children. nora's unwavering determination, coupled with the support of her family, helped her overcome these obstacles.

a new beginning in london

when the opportunity finally arose, nora seized it and moved to london with her children. it was in this vibrant city that she established her business headquarters for karanora, a clothing brand that would soon capture the attention of fashion enthusiasts. despite being based in the uk, nora's italian roots remained an integral part of her brand's identity.

breaking stereotypes with suits

nora's first clothing collection showcased suits and three-piece ensembles designed for everyone, with a particular emphasis on empowering women. this collection held a personal significance for nora, as she had been discouraged from wearing suits by her ex-husband, who deemed them too masculine for her. through her designs, nora aimed to challenge societal norms and promote the freedom of self-expression.

a powerful fashion show

nora's debut fashion show was an emotional and empowering event. in her speech, she shared the inspiration behind her collection, expressing her desire for her children to grow up with the freedom to express themselves through their clothing choices. her words resonated with the audience, highlighting the importance of feminism and individuality.

support from the f1 community

nora's connection to the f1 community added an extra layer of significance to her fashion show. notable figures, including her brother-in-law, f1 driver daniel ricciardo, were in attendance. some f1 drivers even wore customized and tailored clothing from karanora. among the guests was f1 mercedes driver george russell, who had been dating nora for two years. george proudly wore a suit personally crafted by nora, showcasing his support for her brand and her vision.

navigating controversy

unfortunately, nora's newfound success was met with criticism from her ex-husband, martin lombardi, a low-level celebrity in italy. lombardi expressed disapproval of nora's choices, including her decision to move the children to the uk and her relationship with george russell. however, george remained unfazed by the comments, emphasizing that nora had been the sole parent to their children before he entered their lives. he spoke of his admiration for nora's hard work and dedication to her brand and family.

nora alessandro's journey from running boutiques in italy to hosting her first fashion week show in london is a testament to her resilience and determination. through her brand, karanora, nora promotes feminism, individuality, and the freedom to express oneself through fashion. her debut fashion show was a powerful statement, inspiring women and challenging societal stereotypes. with the support of her loved ones and the f1 community, nora continues to make her mark in the fashion industry, empowering others to embrace their true selves.

tagged nora_alessandro

liked by danielricciardo, landonorris, oscarpiastri

user1 cr*dle robber 🤢

user2 she’s giving gold digger ngl

user3 a girlfriend with two kids? yeah she’s def tryna get that bag

user4 best nora content ever ❤️🥰

user5 miiiiilf 😩

landonorris i’m surprised she lasted longer with you 😕 liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 a simple congratulations would’ve sufficed but thank you lando!

danielricciardo ok maybe occasionally you’re my favourite brit. happy anniversary to you two! liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 something nice? loricciardo your husband must have a fever

danielricciardo i take it back 😒 there’s a reason why lando is beau’s godfather

colabebe soooo sweet!!! 😍😍 happy anniversary georgie porgie and nora!!! liked by georgerussell63

nora_alessandro grazie, mia cara! non consiglierei di chiamarlo così perché lo odia e izzie ha l'abitudine di copiare le parole di sua zia 🤣❤️ i wouldn’t recommend calling him that because he hates it and izzie has a bad habit of copying her aunt’s words. liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 yes i beg of you not to call me that in person. it took izzie a while to call me daddy SO PLEASE don’t call me that

landonorris ok georgie porgie 🤣

georgerussell63 you’re not invited in our house anymore landonorris

loricciardo happy anniversary george and nora!!! ❤️❤️ liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 thank you lo! hope to see you and beau soon! ❤️

nora_alessandro happy anniversary to you, mio caro 🥰 thank you so much for the love you’re giving me and the love you have for the kids ❤️❤️ gabby and izzie loves you soooo much!!! liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 happy anniversary my love ❤️ i’m so glad to have you and our kids

georgerussell63 posted a story!

tagged nora_alessandro

liked by danielricciardo, landonorris, mateoales

user1 PRINCE GEORGE?!

user2 when prince george finally became a thing 😩

user3 girl it’s been a thing… remember the royal family?

user4 this post literally screams “izzie is daddy’s favourite” and i love it ❤️

user5 george loves these kids sm like nobody’s boyfriend would spend shitloads of money just so their gf’s daughter could have the party she wants

user6 as of this point he might as well just adopt them in papers 😭😭 i love this family sm

danielricciardo sick party lad ✊ liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 it probably didn’t help that we had too much gelato that ruined our diets but thank you mate! my partner in crime did really good with designing the party itself

landonorris how you’ve managed to pull this off in two weeks is mind blowing 🤯 liked by georgerussell63

alex_albon lando, lad, he literally makes powerpoint presentations. if he can make a 20 slide presentation in one night he can get in call with those event planning people about the pumpkin carriage rental 😌 liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 glad to know one of you has a faith in me, at least 😕

loricciardo if this is how you plan izzie’s party i can’t imagine how you’ll plan gabby’s 🥰👀 liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 gabby wants rockets and space 😁😁 i’ve been trying to get a quote from the same people who organized izzie’s birthday party. it’s an exciting time for me

loricciardo planning out your kids’ parties? i can tell you’re having fun with the organizing 🤣

georgerussell63 nobody can plan their parties better than their daddy 😎

nora_alessandro she really loved her party tesoro 💙💙 liked by georgerussell63

georgerussell63 i’m glad she does 😍 she’s my little princess after all 💙

user6 dilf george really makes me want to get on my knees and tie my hair up ngl 😩🤤

user7 that’s just your daddy issues talking lol

BONUS !!!

PS nora and george’s kids:

gabriele theodore ‘gabby’ alessandro

maris henrietta ‘izzie’ alessandro

[batsyforyou]

Lillies in the Library

Tags: Nakedness, crack, dream, poem, 1st person pov

Pairing: Glorfindel x reader

Author's Note: This was written by like 15 year old me. The original prompt was given to me by my creative writing teacher at the time and it was 'what would you do if you woke up to your favorite character in your bed?' I made it into a fanfic and made it a dream where a modern person was dreaming of nightmare Glorfindel every night because they were torn apart soul mates. I clearly dropped it like a hot potato. But I still laugh at myself every time I see it so I decided to post it so everyone else can laugh with me.

Warning: It's not good lol.

Lilies in the Library: Prologue 

The path of two strangers collide,

 A river divides them, though the stream is gentle, 

Traveling their way across may not be possible,

The venture deemed unsafe, though untested 

But this does not sway their curiosity 

They walk alongside the river’s edge

Where white daisies grow, in the fields they wonder

Content as they were to know each other this way 

But soon they ached for more,  

If they tested the waters depth,

Then maybe . . .

Lillies in Library Chapter 1:

A warmth consumed me as I slept, hot sunlight seeping into my skin and heating me from the inside. I shifted, stretching my legs and curled into myself, the silk sheets of my bed making an excellent pillow. Humming a little sigh I truly felt content, after all, it had been a long while since I could actually sleep in for once. With all the customer complaints, the late nights, my boss being an absolute prick, and my manager making an ass out of himself (as usual) it was about time I got some well deserved R&R. 

Soon though, I knew I would have to eventually venture out of bed and into my kitchen for some food. Oh, man, just thinking of all the sweet, creamy, and delicious things I could create this fine morning made me smile. I could just smell the soft cinnamon and brown sugar of the sweet rolls (mother’s recipe of course) and the soft raspberries decorated on top. I could just imagine popping one in and squishing it against the roof of my mouth, the taste of its tartness trickling down the sides of my tongue. And the french toast, the crunch of the bacon and the spice of the eggs. Aw, man, did that sound like heaven, just remembering the quick granola bars I’d been forced to consume before work was a nightmare in itself. 

Happily day-dreaming of my breakfast to be I rolled over taking the crumpled sheets in my arms with me. I sighed, taking a deep, long breath. O, the ginger biscuits, the taste of the sweetness in the berries paired with the full, fluffy buttermilk pancakes and the maple syrup and the- 

“Good morning!” 

Startled from my dozing I gasped and jerked my eyes open to meet the bluest pair of eyes I had ever seen. Shocked, I threw myself into a sitting position grasping the sheets to my chest in surprise. 

“What the heck?!” I shouted. 

Beneath me the stranger laughed. A man's voice. It was a man. There was a man in my bed. Laughing (of all things) and laughing at me! 

The man in question was resting his head on one hand, leaning into his elbow, and looking all too happy to see me with the biggest shit eating grin the Earth has ever known. And lacking, if the nakedness of his skin was any indication, clothes or maybe just a shirt. 

‘What the heck?!’ I thought. ‘Why is there a man in. My. Bed!?’ 

He had blueberry eyes. The fairest of skin that looked delectably smooth. A smile that could challenge even the brightest of stars. A body sculpted to look like a greek statue and hair to rival the greatest shampoo ad matched with the hair of a golden retriever who had recently from the groomers. The shininess of his hair was so bright it was like the sun itself had made a home amongst his golden locks. And the length seemed to be well past my arm (he had longer hair then me gosh dang it). To top it all off, he even had pointed ears so big that they could contend with the greatest halloween costumes made and still come out on top. 

Admittedly, the man was beautiful if not awkwardly so. No man had any right to be this gorgeous and still manage to give off a masculine vibe as the specimen before me was most differently male. 

The sound of his laughter continued to ring in my ears like chimes dancing (obnoxiously) in the wind. The sound, and sight of him, would have been pleasant if the whole situation hadn’t been so down right creepy. 

“M’lady, forgive me for startling you, but I must ask, whatever do you mean?” His voice was perfect, deep and pure like—

—Like a deep flowing river as its richness crept right past you as it licked at your ankles.

Oh my gosh who was this man? And why was he in my bed? Oh, good gracious, I didn’t sleep with him did I? 

Well, I cocked my head and ran my eyes over his body, chewing my lip, even if I did would that be such a bad thing? I mean look at him! He was way out of my league. He'd be quite a score even I had to admit that. 

I frowned and tilted my head. ‘No, wait.’ I could still feel my underclothes tightly secured on my waist and my fuzzy purple mario party pajamas still hung loosely against me. Besides, I was still (sadly) a virgin and knew that if I had undergone such a thing there would most definitely be a soreness somewhere in my body. 

Right? 

But seriously, who the frick-frack-of-the-tic-tac was this man and why was he in my bed? My slight panic begins to twist into quick short breaths, though I forced myself to try and be quiet about it. There was no need in letting my. . . whatever he was, know he had me slightly flustered and well, a little scared. 

“Who are you?” I asked. 

Trying to force more confidence into my voice then I actually had, considering this man could probably snap me in two, it probably would have been a better idea to try a subtler approach. He frowned at me, the pull of his lips and the puppy-like look in his eyes tugged at my heart. I felt incredibly guilty, far more guilty than a woman who just woke up to a stranger in her bed should feel. Goodness I hadn’t gone drinking did I?  

Goldilocks ignored my subtle shift towards the edge of the bed instead pushing himself up to lean against his arm. “Truly, do you not know?” 

Pausing in my retreat I squinted at him. I mean he did look familiar but I couldn’t place him. Squinting a little harder (deciding to risk it) I leaned a little closer to him, humming. 

“Well, I mean you do look familiar but ...” Leaning a smidgen closer, he only grinned at me, almost beckoning me closer with a teasing look in his eyes. This close I could practically feel the heat radiating off him and it was quite strange. His skin was scarred in places, some even wrapped around him like some kind of snake where he had some burn marks of some sort. His skin was covered in scars. His skin was washed in scars, so much so, the scars looked like they had a vice grip on him, resembling that of an angry viper. I tightened my grip on the sheets pulling them a little closer to my chest thinking hard, trying to place him.  Maybe I did go drinking last night and this man somehow got sucked up into one of Rickie’s dares or something. It was then he shifted, the sheets moving with him and naturally my eyes followed the movement. Only for my eyes to travel across the bare skin of his hip and thigh. 

Squealing in surprise, I peeled back shouting, “Oh—you're naked!?”

 Instinctively I threw the sheets over my face trying to hide before squealing, like that of a frightened pig. My cheeks burning, I ripped the sheets away, throwing them at him, and shouting, “What is the matter with you?!” 

Desperate, I scrambled off the bed hitting the floor.. With a hard thump, shoving myself up on shaking legs I tried to back away, before tripping over my own feet, my back slamming against the wall as I stumbled. My hands shot up to cover my face, fingers covering my eyes as I was torn between saving this man's dignity or keeping an eye on a possible threat.  ‘Forget about trying to remember him!’ I mentally cried, ‘not only do I have a man in my bed but a naked man in my bed!’

Seemingly angry the man shot up faster than I could blink, ripping the covers off and rushing forward. Screaming I backed away, looking for the door, cause if there wasn’t anything scarier than a buff naked man running at you it was a giant and buff, naked man running at you! “Door, where's the door?!” I shouted. 

But it was too late, the man was on me before I could so much as flinch. Strong hands grabbing hold of my upper arms and slamming me into the wall, shaking me. “This isn’t fair! You can’t keep ignoring me!” 

He slammed me into the wall again, “Ow! Ow, you're hurting me!” I cried, tears spilling over my face as the images in my eyes faded. Flashes of gold being the last thing I see. 

“You can not ignore me!”

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[kabillieu]

My big kid had a good day and a great night. Day-to-day we don't always know what to expect from him. Mostly, he's fine, but sometimes he's not. But he's had a good week at school. That's no small feat coming off the big schedule-disrupter of Thanksgiving break. Today, he stayed at school after it let out because he's joined the robotics club. When he came home, he independently did his math homework with no complaining and asked for help when he needed it. After dinner he made a song for R using Rockband on his iPad, and now he's making a movie using iMovie.

I realized today that's he in three extracurriculars this year: band (he plays drums), robotics club, and swim lessons. We have long struggled with extracurriculars because they have often been overwhelming and stressful for him. Then, of course, the pandemic made them impossible. And then I was dealing with pregnancies, grief, and a new baby. I've always felt like a terrible mom in this specific way. Kids should have fun hobbies. Not too many, but some. I don't know what next year will bring, but this year he's enjoying his club and his lessons. He creates things. He draws and builds with Legos and makes songs and movies on his iPad. He plays, really plays with R. He has companionship and fun things to do.

I know we will have challenges in the future as we make this big move and transition into middle school. Heck, we have challenges now. But today was a good day. For the moment, I feel like I'm doing right by him. He's a good kid.

[gear-project]

Annon-Guy: How do you feel about SNK Boss Syndrome rearing it's ugly head into modern day fighting games like Guilty Gear StrIVe?

Nagoriyuki, Ky, Ramlethal, Asuka R#, May and Faust ALL get turned into cheating a**holes because of that!

Not even GranBlue Fantasy Versus and Mortal Kombat 11 (Tower Mode Kronica's a fair challenge, while Base Stroy Mode Kronica is infected with the Boss Syndrome) had this happen.

You DO realize you're asking someone who cleared... and I mean COMPLETELY CLEARED the original UNPATCHED VERSION of Guilty Gear XX Mission Mode, right?

The game that had THIS BOSS? (Among many others.)

I beat EVERY SINGLE MISSION.

EVERY.

SINGLE.

MISSION.

SNK Boss Syndrome is a light concept to me as a Veteran Boss-Beater.

I'm long in the tooth when it comes to beating bosses.

Granted, Nagoriyuki caught me off guard the first few times I faced him... but I've fought worse, both in M.u.g.e.n. and in superboss game mods on PC (read the Game+Modding tag for details).

I'll just warn you ahead of time... if you plan on clearing GGXX Mission Mode one day... you'll have a heck of a time.

I'd say Unlimited Mars in BlazBlue is "slightly easier".

GGXX Mission Mode is pretty much the "Dark Souls" of Fighting game challenges. I'm just warning you now...

Oh... and good luck clearing Guilty Gear XX Accent Core's GOLD ARCADE MODE.

You'll NEED it...

[jules-has-notes]

Love Yourself — VoicePlay music video

VoicePlay loves a challenge and a chance to show off their many skills. So starting in 2016, they offered their fans a way to request specific songs for which a subset of the guys would record multiple vocal parts. They then provided the sheet music to the public for free. (You can still request those charts through their website.)

The PartWork series served multiple purposes — letting the guys play a bit outside their usual roles in the ensemble, practicing their video compositing, and also delaying the public announcement of Tony gradually pulling back from the group's productions in advance of his eventual departure.

Details:

title: Love Yourself

original performer: Justin Bieber

written by: Justin Bieber, Ed Sheeran, & Benjamin Levin

arranged by: Geoff Castellucci

vocal parts: Eli – tenor 1, tenor 2, baritone; Geoff – bass, percussion

release date: 9 March 2016

My favorite bits:

the guys subtly interacting with the different iterations of themselves and each other, particularly lefthand Eli

those crisp high and low counterpoint harmonies

Geoff dusting off some of his old beatboxing skills

everything dropping out for Eli's powerful ♫ "on MYYY own" ♫

seeing the different hand motions Geoff makes depending on which instrument he's emulating

the outro banter / snack time "Do I want a Twinkie?!" What a silly question.

Trivia:

Geoff used to perform vocal percussion as part of a few different theme park shows, including the rotating cast of the City Sounds a cappella group at Universal Studios.

Eli is also capable of doing some vocal percussion, as evidenced in VoicePlay's performances for Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Party at Disney World. (Check out his scratching during "Santa And I Know It".) Heck, most a cappella singers pick up at least a little beatboxing simply due to proximity and/or curiosity.

The credits in the YouTube description list "Pap R. Kutz" for set design. I guess they didn't come out of the process of hanging all that sheet music unscathed.

The guys may have started choosing their initial songs for this series several months in advance. (Understandable, considering how busy the end of the year was for them.)

[gentlemanthiefshowdown]

Mod Silver please go on a rant about characters you know and their interactions, I would love to hear it 🍿

Haha, oh dear! If you’re sure.

Kaitou KID has worked with a few others quite a bit, though not too willingly. He seems to be mostly focused on doing what he can involving as little people as he possibly can. He’s also quite friendless, if I’m to be honest (he has like…two established friends, and one is a 60-year-old who calls KID master). So unless the situation called for a team up, I think he would try to avoid it. That said, I think folks from this tournament he would willingly work alongside are: Phantom R, Parker, Tia, and maybe Kay Faraday (though I have the sneaking suspicion that KID would not like her due to trauma towards like…literally every other 17-year-old girl he has encountered. I think they could work indirectly though, dropping each other clues and holding each other’s back. But a direct team up? I don’t think KID would be too willing to pursue that DFLHSDFDS)

The Four Horsemen would fight anyone and everyone. I say this because the title as being the Horsemen seems to be rather closed and they wouldn’t want to share that spotlight, I feel. Besides, considering all they have gone through, I don’t think they’d be too keen on any other surprise thieves (let alone magician thieves).

To me, those who would be the most difficult to work with would Carmen Sandiego and Pierre Despereaux. Not that Carmen would be against a team-up, I distinctly remember her teaming up with the kids in the original series a time or two, but in terms of stealing? I don’t think she would be all too wiling to work alongside someone. Despereaux is in a similar boat as most of his actions usually end in some form of trickery. He called Shawn and Gus to the prison just so he could use them to break out. Heck, his whole introduction episode was exposing that some of his stolen goods were actually owned by him and he was using their “theft” to collect insurance money. He doesn’t do well with partnerships and almost always goes behind their backs (that is to say, make them think they won while he makes off with the treasure).

  I’d say the only difference between the two is that Despereaux would make folks feel like he is their most loyal ally before he stabs them in the back. Carmen would tell you to your face that she will stab you in the back. 

Lupin III I can only base on the Count of Cagliostro film and the first episode of (what I assume) to be the original series. And I have to say, I don’t know what some would think of him. As established, Kaitou KID has beef with him and Carmen and Despereaux would absolutely go against him. Oh, but Tia would love him, I get the feeling. They share so much of the same energy, it’s ridiculous.

 Parker would get along great with the more child-like folks simply because that’s what she’s like. Anyone who’d be willing to have fun with a heist would probably fit wonderfully. She would absolutely make it a competition, like who could get through the ventilation system fastest or who can remain undetected longest. I think she would get along well with Phantom R (as I do believe his whole thing is replacing counterfeit paintings with the real ones) and, while probably a little confused why they’re returning something so expensive, would enjoy the challenge of putting it back. I think she’d also get along with Kay (even though I’ve yet to meet her. I just have a hunch).

Oh, and Mask DeMasque…bruh, no one would take him seriously. I feel they would all look at him, say “Aw, that’s cute,” applaud him for his efforts, and then move on. Even if he has accomplished a lot, I can’t think they would view him in much regard. (I know for sure that KID would think he was absolutely lame and a fraud). 

Oh, and a quick bonus: Neal Caffrey would compete with Lupin III to charm the women, would only go against Carmen because he was forced to, would absolutely be outmatched by Parker and KID with their stunts, personal rivalry with Despereaux (they technically exist in the same canon! So I mean…), would think Tia is hilarious, and adopt Phantom R if for the kid’s fashion alone. Oh, and of course, would take Ron DeLite by the shoulders and tell him that his wife isn’t worth the stealing (if you know, you know).

Okay, I think that’s all there is for me to ramble about! I hope it didn’t bore you too much, haha.

[maximuswolf]

Why isn't there a game based around being a Necromancer??

Why isn't there a game based around being a Necromancer?? There are lots of games where you just are a Necromancer where you summon your army but that isn't what I'm talking about. Why isn't there a RPG Open world game where you start off as someone who just learned Necromancy and now you venture out in the worldHaving builds where you can focus on golem crafting, necro army or body enhancements Having to actually build your army (through killings or graveyards)Having to build a golem (like when you get a body there are attributes to arms, legs, mind, etc and you can pick what piece you want and build up. You can focus on pure strength or maybe have a casting golemGet to build your lairMaybe even have people in the surrounding area after awhile of you doing your thing trying to stop you. As you keep on defeating these people more people even further out want to challenge you. Heck maybe even raidsI'm literally just spitballing here. While I was walking my dog I thought of a rogue-lite where when these people/wizards or raids succeed and kill you but your spirit goes into the nether and you are reborn like 100yrs later where you have to start over but you keep your build progressionThis is a game I want Submitted October 20, 2024 at 10:55AM by W8kingNightmare https://ift.tt/S6PZE9H via /r/gaming

[wickedsrest-rp]

Welcome to our WRW! We do these weekly to provide plot drops, challenges, and highlight starters. Anyone is welcome to use these bullet points. Let us know if you want us to include one of your setting-related plots in here for next week by sending us a bullet point!

Babe, wake up, a new leg just dropped. Also it's on fire, and there's pentagrams showing up everywhere! What the heck is going on? Check out our current plot of the week of Season 2 for ways to interact!

Our summer seasonal event is here, and so are the cicadas! Enjoy the faire, have some fun at the beach, and look forward to the town bonfire.

ONE LAST WEEK FOR SANDCASTLES! Please enter by this upcoming Saturday night!

Though it can be hard to tell because of the cicadas, people swear they hear what sound like croaking frogs in their homes. Usually from high up. A localized species of small toad has made its home in peoples' attics, roofs, and drain pipes, often in large groups. They blend right in.

It's slobberknocker mating season. Heed the signs that warn of tree lobsters from above. Rock Lobster is having a promotion: 2-for-1 lobsters.

Rumor has it that something new and big has turned up at Mike's Pawn Shop. There's a chipped off piece of "the leg's" talon available, no longer on fire but still smoking and sizzling.

Complete challenges and claim prizes!. You can read more about how they work and what prizes are available here. Bonus challenges are an opportunity to earn an extra point per week but are harder or weirder.

This week’s challenge:

"Live react" to two threads this week in discord!

Bonus challenge

Have your character accidentally send a message to another character, when they meant to be messaging someone else entirely.

Regan needs some gift ideas. She's already got the dead deer covered.

Anita is looking for a custom tailor for some matching outfits. This behavior isn't weird at all for her!

Mack wants some R&R and needs restaurant recs. Help a zombie out!

The Sugar Pot is closed. Alistair is probably fine.

Elias is back! What'd he miss?

Sade is on the hunt for a new personal assistant.

[javierduffy]

me, scrolling through youtube: :)

youtube:

me: :(

[peterthepark]

OKAY since requests r open.. i had a thought recently.. just the one. anyways.

eddie x fem!reader (cheerleader????) with the dialogue “you should be addicted to shutting the fuck up” “you wanna fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid”

DOESNT MATTER WHO SAYS WHAT doesn’t matter what happens afterwards i would prefer some smut but i trust u with my vision <3 sorry it’s so vague lol

i gotchu babe <3 omitting the cheerleader trope just to fit the situation better but!!!!

tags: 18+ graphic smut, blowjob, exes with benefits?? just straight into the filth, mentions of drugs and dealing, aggressive!eddie, angry sexual tension

Eddie isn’t violent. He really isn’t. But you’ve been testing him tonight — you’re somehow bitchier than usual, somehow snarkier and there’s a cold bite in your words whenever you speak to him. You’ve been at each other’s throats the whole evening, working out the kinks between this weird drug deal you’ve fucked yourself over with. He’s helping you, yet you’re acting like some ungrateful snake and he supposes that’s the reason you never worked out in the first place.

Whatever.

He’s got his forearm over your sternum, pressing hard against your chest with a perfect view of your lace-clad tits spilling out of your tight camisole. You’re cornered against the poster-covered wall of his bedroom, tongue poking out from between your teeth as your hand squeezes around Eddie’s throat.

“You’re being extreme right now, you know that?” You breathe out slowly, nostrils flaring as he pushes you up against the surface harder.

You’re smiling, and Eddie hates how he finds himself enjoying this just as much as you are. He can’t lie his way out of this one. Not when he’s almost rock-hard at the image of you panting in front of him, straining against his arm.

“You’re the one coming to me for help, Y/N. I’m doin’ you a favor, smartass.”

“And you’re the one pinning me to a wall. Not very knight-in-shining-armor behavior, is it?” You quirk your brow, challenging him as you run your foot up his calf. “My hero, my savior. Always coming to your ex-girlfriend’s aid whenever she needs you, huh? You wanna fuck me so bad again, it makes you look stupid.”

He hums under his breath, eyes boring holes into the side of your face before he lets go of you with one hard push. “God, this was our fucking problem, Y/N. You yap, and you yap, until you piss me the heck off and — shit, if only you were addicted to shutting the fuck up, I think I’d like you a hundred times more than I do now.”

“So you admit it? You like me?” You grin, pulling on his arm before he’s glaring at you with that fucking look. “Should’ve known when you agreed to helping me with my little problem. Doesn’t even concern you yet you’re all worried about ol’ me.”

A beat. Silence. Tension. Then you’re reaching out to stroke his cheek with a gentle thumb and he thinks that he’s finally had enough of this aimless dancing around.

“Just get on your knees so we can end this night on a good note, sweetheart.”

Eddie doesn’t waste one second as soon as he watches you sink to the carpet, hands flying around his belt-buckle expertly and popping the button of his jeans like clockwork while you blink up at him expectantly.

He likes this version of you. Patient. Quiet.

But he loves your fire more. Your don’t-take-shit-from-nobody personality. Your loud, dirty mouth and those sinful eyes that you’ve managed to mask with feigned innocence as his boxers pool around his ankles and your hands immediately reach out for his cock.

“You better help me fix this, Munson.” You whimper, licking a stripe over the side of his length before you’re popping the swollen tip of him between your lips and sucking gently. “Oh, I’m so helpless without you, and you love it.”

You fucking tease.

“Oh, don’t you worry, baby. I got you, you know I do. Hate you, b-but I care about you. I care about my little slut, don’t I?” He strokes the back of your head, holding your glazed-over expression as spit dribbles from the corners of your mouth. “Atta girl. No one treats me the way you do. Fucking… god, no one can compare. Ever. Take that shit, that’s all yours.”

You pull off of him and replace your throat with your hand, jerking him off against the flat surface of your tongue as he rests his palms on either side of your head. “Such a pretty cock for such a mean, rude boy…”

“Oh, I’ll show y-you mean. Goddamnit, Y/N. You fuckin’ cockslut… Christ, baby…” He glances up at the ceiling, eyes rolling into the back of his skull as you moan excitedly against him. “If I knew this was the only way to get you to shut up… mmm, oh… fucking… fuck… words are… oh, god…”

“Seems like I’ve shut you up too, Eds.”

He scoffs in irritation, taking you by great surprise when he cruelly thrusts himself into your mouth and stuffs you full of his cock.

“You know what? I jus’ can’t wait to fuck you over this bed, p-push your face into the mattress till you can’t breathe… yeah, that’s it. You won’t be talking then… can’t be s-smart with me, hm? Fuckin’ s-slut…”

Yeah.

He knows how to shut a girl up, alright.

[lacunafiction]

Is there anything the town of Fernweh does as a community to usher in the new year? And are there any personal (or familial?) traditions that are important to the ROs that they observe/partake in each year?

Hi Anon,

I hope that your 2023 is off to a good start! 💚 I'll list some facts about the ROs and general vibes for now, though I may expand on these ideas in the future once we discover more about Fernweh community events/traditions. I'm going to focus on New Year's Eve.

Prior to the MC’s Return to Fernweh

Staying up until midnight is something B would romanticize to a degree about the importance of ‘welcoming’ a new year of possibilities, but also one of new challenges and learning experiences. It might be hard to spot; however, B is a little muted, maybe even reflective, as the hours stack up and the year rolls over to the next one. Watching the ball drop or some flashy firework display on television is likely what occupies them unless the MC roped them into a party or for them to be celebrating elsewhere. A more lowkey celebration overall, but an acknowledgment of the day. 

Ringing in the New Year is something Mrs. Dorran takes a bit seriously with chatting about resolutions or gently asking her child one thing they would like to do in the upcoming year. (She will then try to do everything in her power to make that happen; it becomes a goal for her as well.) The Dorrans will likely share dinner together before S naturally witnesses the New Year due to their night owl sleep schedule. There is a high chance that R did invite S to come out with them or at least to meet up for one drink, but the acceptance of that invitation depends on S's mood, haha. They might have somewhere else they need to be on that particular night. 👀

I wish I had that 'shots, shots, shots' gif or maybe it's a distinct sound from a song. I can hear it in my head as I type this while also imagining a few people chanting it at the afterparty to the glamorous New Years gala R attended. Their actual feelings on observing the New Year might be hard to tease out as they seamlessly navigate the room to mingle and greet a few guests in particular. (Did their mother tell them who to speak with, or did R just decide who was worth their time? Hmm.) I feel like they will have the most variable night; it will largely depend on their mood and if S met up with them. Heck, they could even run into J patrolling. Who knows what R will get into tonight. XD

Hmm, for the most part, J views it as any other day. All that matters to them is the year will now change (2022 → 2023) when they write up their next report. They are more likely to take a late night patrol on New Years Eve since fireworks, sparklers, alcohol, staying up late, and partying can be a potent mix, so they would be keeping a watchful eye on things. Any invites to a party or a dinner were turned down by them, even if A was the one making the invitation. They would prefer to forget about time passing by or slipping away; sometimes it doesn’t always register to them, but when it does, J tries to occupy themself to keep their mind from dwelling on things. 

Thank you for your ask! 

[zybynarx]

IT’S HERE!!! IT’S FINALLY HERE!!! This is artwork done for the @dcbtv and specifically for the INCREDIBLE story written by @whitster-lizzy​ ! Check it out HERE!

Aaaah! I feel like I could geek out over these drawings and the entire process for a long while, so I’ll just throw that rambling under the “Keep Reading” (there will be fic spoilers talked about there too so be warned!).

Hope you enjoy the story! And seriously, go read it!

Hello! Welcome to the ramblings!

So starting with the banner... the concept of what I wanted to do came to me pretty quickly. I thought it would be cool to have the guitar and cover it with some relevant stickers that applied to Dean and Cas. The biggest challenge on the banner was honestly the colors... there are SO MANY cool color options for guitars, but I wanted to be sure that the words, the important story information, stood out significantly. So there was a lot of color tests that my friend sort of “supervised” for me, and finally get the colors fine tuned where you still have the bold red from the KC logo, but it wasn’t the ONLY thing your eye would stay drawn to. XD

Next is the Cas in his room drawing... and boy howdy I am OBSESSED with this drawing! the DCBTV bang was a very collaborative project. There was no “rough draft” to read off of, or “rough sketches” to look at. It was just me, Whitney, and our chosen song. So we had some brainstorm sessions where we pin-pointed the concept for the fic, which would have musician!Cas/football player!Dean, with some high school angst. And of course, you can’t really have an angsty high school story without a dramatic “looking out the window like you’re in a music video”, so I sketched this out:

I shared it with Whitney, and then she added this scene into the story itself! To which then I was like, “Well heck! Now I REALLY have to draw this!” But I was already at about 50% with the other piece I had done, and so I told myself that if I had time, I could draw this up. I finished the other drawing with time to spare... and then drew up the Cas drawing over the course of 3 days. My brain wouldn’t let me rest until I had drawn it! XD (Also quick fun fact... the poster on Cas’ wall is Totoro, because I was watching that movie for the first time ever while I was coloring it, and I thought it would be a fun little easter egg for myself ^_^ ).

The 2nd drawing (well, technically 1st since I had completed that one first) may look simple... but there were things about it that was NOT so simple! XD The lighting/shading... it was certainly an adventure trying to figure out exactly how this sort of lighting would work. From the spotlights on Cas and Dean, to the lighting of the “peanut gallery” just a little behind them, and then finally the crowd. A lot of playing around with different colors and layer settings, but I found an option that I felt like worked very well! On another note of the collaboration effort for this bang, Cas’ outfit and tattoo design were inspired from reading what Whitney had added into the story. Specifically during the high school years. I read the detail about Cas’ mom making his own version of the “Black Parade” jacket and was like, “Omg that’s gotta be referenced a bit with this drawing now! It’s perfect!” And the part where Cas compares himself to a phoenix instead of Icarus? My mind was blown and I got chills so I had to make a subtle nod to that as well!

Whitney had asked about creating some chapter/section dividers to put throughout the story and I thought it was a great idea! I came up with this design for Dean when we switched to his POV and even little section breaks within the chapter:

And these were the designs I came up with for Cas’ POV switches and section breaks:

...wanna know something funny about those musical notes? Got the inspiration from this:

:3c

I signed up for this bang as sort of a last second decision and honestly I’m so glad that I did! My author was incredible, it helped push me a little more as an artist, and also I got to relive my Jr. High years a bit because this song was honestly the first Taylor Swift song I had ever heard (also a bit of High school because of the angst, but I loved it). Super thankful to have been a part of this! 

A huge huge shout out to the mods for putting it together and for creating the event! Seriously, you all did a great job and I’m so happy that this event was received so well!

If you’ve made it this far... thanks for reading! <3