#sass Boutique

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HE LOVES IT WHEN I...

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ˚ ₒ synopsis! sugar daddies just love their sugar babies. but for you, these rich dilfs have a soft spot for your antics!

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ˚ ₒ pairings! sugar daddy iwaizumi hajime, kuroo testsurou, oikawa toru x fem!reader

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ˚ ₒ cw! 1.3k, drabble + headcannon format, age gap (hq men are early 40's, reader is late 20s), fingering, cl♡ t slapping, dom!iwa is a little mean, spoiled!reader, daddy kink (sry not sry, let's grow up ://) phone sex/video call sex, vouyerism, exhibitionism, mutual masturbation, pillow-tribbing

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ˚ ₒ xoxo, chris! love hq men...love and cherish them!

Sugar Daddy!Iwaizumi loves it when you throw tantrums!

He finds it all the most alluring, fueling the dominance within his veins. Whether it’s Every bit of attitude, pout, and sass you give him, he absorbs it, keeping careful count of each occurrence. 

Unbeknownst to you, Iwaizumi finds such joy in your little tantrums, especially right now. He knows how you’ve been crushing on some new bag, he still remembers your presentation of the newly released collection you swiped through a few nights before. To keep his precious girl happy, he’s taken the day off just to court you himself. 

But all that comes crashing down when the heel of your pearly white stilettos threatens to pierce through the glossy white floor of the boutique when he denies you of that purse you claim to need —oh so— much. He chuckles intently, guiding his pouty princess back out to the car with the driver waiting patiently. 

He gives you a few minutes to calm down, soothing you with soft pecks along the crook of your neck. He knows exactly what gets your legs spreading and those curvy hips bucking in the air. 

His girthy digits drift down to your panties, ripping the gossamer material to the side. Iwaizumi toys with your clit for a while, sighing at how easily the tender bud slips against his calloused pads. It’s satisfying to both of you, giving birth to the arousal brewing at the pit of your belly. 

“You must hate me, I know, I know. But y’re makin’ such a mess you’re making on my fingers, baby. So fucking cute,” he grins, teasing the slit of your cunt with pulsing fingers. Just when you prepare yourself mentally for the delicious stretch, an abrupt jab of pain distracts you—the fresh sting of Iwaizumi’s thick fingers crashing against your clit. 

“Hajime, wait!” His name comes flying from your gaping mouth. Your eyes peer down at Iwaizumi’s hand reeling back to land another slap. But there’s a certain detail that makes this little session of punishment even worse.

What makes it worse is how Iwaizumi’s display of dominance turns you on and the proof decorates his calloused hand. It’s disgusting how the flat of his palm glimmers in your slick—almost like the gems from the handbag you wanted so badly. 

Before you could even think, Iwaizumi laid his lips along your ear, his warm breath nipping at the flustered shell. He had a message for you and he thinks that this time, you’ll get it loud and clear.

“Don’t you ever embarrass me in public like that again, or else I’ll fuck the reminder into that thick skull of yours.”

Sugar Daddy!Kuroo loves it when you call his name!

He swears it fills his stomach with those innocent butterflies, hearing his bubbly muse coo his name. It’s a cute purr, flows right off your tongue, and ends in a smile that could make Kuroo empty out his bank account right at that moment. He likes to play dumb sometimes, claiming his hearing fades in and out from time to time. Yet, Kuroo always stands tall and giddy with perked ears, waiting for you to repeat yourself.

Kuroo especially loves when you call out to him in grace for his services, ranging in a multitude of forms. His favorite one, of course, is when your orgasm hinges at the tips of your freshly manicured toes, the nerves prickling at the surface of your supple skin.

With his cock buried so deep inside your—his—cunt, it drags along your walls with such intensity. But Kuroo doesn’t dare to increase the pace, his hips lagging behind a languid drive. Not as it matters, even without using a pummeling force, Kuroo still manages to have your body on edge. 

“Aww, what’s wrong, Angelface? Use your words, what do you want from me?” He’ll tease, using those thick fingers of his to squeeze your cheeks together, forcing out a wet pucker from your drooling lips. It’s all just overwhelming, the heat of the room, his hunkering frame shadowing above your own. 

Your hands claw at his forearm, proving his resolve to be stronger than your own. It wasn’t your fault, it was Kuroo’s stubborn ego, acting as the driving effort to see that his needs are met. Kuroo lays a trail of pecks up to your neck, lingering along your jawline and ending at your cheek, each one dressed with apathy.

His words are just teasing, the only solace being his hitching pants warming the shell of your ear as he spoke smugly. 

“Say it with me now, Te-tsu-rou…c’mon Baby, say it for Daddy. Tell me just how you wanna cum all over my cock.”

Sugar Daddy! Oikawa loves it when you send him pictures!

It’s a boost of confidence, sending the man photos whenever you decide to frilly yourself up for the day. Even if it’s just running to the store, Oikawa wants it all. 

He loves to have a collection of his precious baby looking her best, making up for all the times he couldn’t join you. Whether he’s away for work or tucked up inside a stuffy hotel room, he’s swiping through his file of photos reserved just for you and that gorgeous smile. Yet when it’s the ungodly hours of the night, he’s upping his game from pictures to full-blown videos, even video calls to please his fancy. 

Each one of these calls consists of you dollied up and dressed in his favorite set of lingerie. And with what he likes, it barely leaves anything to his imagination. To have those sheer panties hanging around your waist, just for the inner seam to leave you crotchless. What's better than getting straight to the chase? 

That’s what he likes and that’s what has your phone propped against the headboard, giving his heavy tourmaline hues the scene of you desperately rutting into his pillow on the bed. The satin pillowcase dragged along your clit, taunting the sensitive bud with its smooth material. 

Your inner thighs scrape along the plush fabric, your hips rocking into the cotton. Keeping a constant pace is key to your impending high, the soft moans flowing from your mouth like a crystal clear stream of the purest water. Oikawa had his sights pinned on you, watching your desperate search for a climax unfold before him. 

“Feels good, right Princess?” He’ll ask with a heavy chest, Oikawa wincing at how rough the palm of his hand was. It was nothing like your touch, the plush skin of your digits that would struggle to hold his length.

He was struck by an off sense of nostalgia, memories of his salacious youth being re-lived with each uncaring stroke of his fist. Just to even come close to your touch, Oikawa removed bits of his barreling strength, the pad of his thumb swiping at the blushing head of his dribbling cock. He bit his lip greedily, his ears piqued for your reply. 

You hum in response, clutching the puffy mass in your fist. It did feel nice, working yourself into an orgasm underneath Oikawa’s watchful eye. Knowing that he’s on the other side, stroking that fat cock of his with his rough hands, and wishing he had your sputtering pussy instead is all the motivation you need.

“I-I’m so close, wanna cum with you, ‘Ru,” you mew out, increasing your mere nudges to erratic bucks of desire. Oikawa could only growl in return, the frustration of his inadequate touch pitting him against time. Tossing his head back, the apple of his throat bobs at his staggering pace. At the final moments of his stability, Oikawa groaned out his final request of the night, something you couldn’t attempt to defy.

“Cum for me, Pretty. You better make a fucking mess for me to come back to, got it?”

∞ ₒ ˚ ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ° ˚ ₒ xoxo, chris! a repost from my old blog, but i hope you still enjoyed!

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The Ainur | With A Short Reader

Request: Can I make a request for headcanons for how the Ainur would be with a short human reader? Around 5 foot tall? Like an elf of about 6 feet would only reach up to some of their chest or lower still, considering they’re like 7-9 foot tall. Would they be cute, teasing, protective, frustrated by the height difference? P.s. I love the way you characterise all the Ainur, it really feels like their personality, you do a fantastic job. - anon

A/N: Happy to fulfil this request and learn that you enjoy my characterisations of them anon. I tend to envision the Ainur as nothing less than nine feet since they are deities and display their power through their heights. So you’re going to appear super short next to them. Nonetheless, Enjoy!

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Manwë

The bird was too stunned to speak. Are you a child or dwarf, certainly that could not be your final height at the end of your growth? Unfortunately, it is your complete height which makes you appear as a little bird before the great King. Now his nickname ‘little bird’ makes more sense.

He cannot fathom how you can be the same size as a bean and packed with all that sass whenever he mentions how tiny you are. You require a ladder if you ever reach his head for a ‘level-headed’ talk.

Has no issue picking you up with one hand and carrying you around like his personal comfort toy when he’s having a bad day. Anyone commenting or teasing gets a look that speaks about them receiving a bolt of lightning.

Let us not forget his avian side which is going to fawn over how adorable you are. You’re tiny and squishy, perfect for belonging in his nest where he can shower you in affection all day long.

The size difference is outstanding. Just picture a baby lying in their parents' bed, looking like a little nugget among the pillows…that’s what you appear like anytime you snuggle in his bed. On numerous occasions, he didn’t see you and almost squished you under the sheets.

With your size, it means wearing his robes and marching around his room or Ilmarin pretending to be him while he silently watches from afar. You are drowning in his robes, don’t even wear his shirt, it’s a gown on you.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Irmo

Your size doesn’t change the way he’s going to shower you with ultimate love and affection. Apart from the minor teasing he’ll conduct for the fun of the situation, Irmo loves you the same way if you are tall.

A gentleman who enjoys using the opportunities when granted to lift you over puddles or streams so he can fawn over how you fit in his arms. He (and the others) can lift you with his pinkie and has done it before.

You are authorised to always sleep on his chest—you look like a kitten sleeping on his chest in his eyes—mainly because you like to roll and so does he and nothing good has arisen from you both rolling together.

Gets lost in crowds and he panics. He’ll be walking around asking if anyone has seen his little lover and he will give descriptions. “They’re about 5 feet, this short and very tiny. They look like an elfling…”

Saw children’s clothing on a walk with you in a boutique, did not know they were for children and excitedly stated, “Oh look! I believe these would look lovely on you! They even have your colours.”

Do not be upset with him, he didn’t know that it was children’s clothing. Irmo only wished to share the moment of shopping with you. But worry not, he gathers the best seamstresses and tailors to fashion you the finest wear that looks nothing like children’s clothes.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Námo

Has a smile on his face anytime you take the lead and walk in front of him, hence his reason for always telling you to lead the way. He’s a simple Vala, he wants to watch as you waddle like a duck with your short legs as you take him to Eru knows where.

Pretends to complain when you ‘borrow’ his robes because you missed him, but gushes mentally at the sight of how you’re drowning in his forever monochromatic black robes.

His viridian eyes were soft at the sight of you walking around, dragging his robes all over. The idea of complaining about getting them dirty has disappeared, and all he is thinking about is how you look like a penguin.

Your feet running across his halls are the equivalent of tiny pitter-patter and it’s how he can easily distinguish your presence; just listen for the tiny footsteps. But it never works out well when you’re among elves and lost in a crowd.

The first time you met his brother, Irmo mistook you for a child Námo adopted and congratulated his brother on softening up to the idea of children. To make matters worse, you played along—much to Námo’s annoyance—and clung to his arm, calling him ‘atar/daddy’.

Irmo was elated, you were dying of laughter and Námo was contemplating his life. He couldn’t believe this was the humour he signed up for the moment he fell in love with someone shorter than most individuals.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Ulmo

Mistook you for the child wandering the shores the first time he saw you in the distance and scolded you for playing in the deep waters without parental supervision. That was until he learned you weren’t a child and your permanent height for a lifetime.

‘Pebble’ was the most suitable nickname he gifted you since pebbles were small and cute…like you. Plus, he brings you pebbles, seashells and pearls from the ocean floor as a token of affection.

Because you’re smaller, your strokes as you swim alongside him are slower, so he’ll call the seals, dolphins or whales to swim alongside you for assistance. You’re even allowed to ride them anytime you two are swimming out in the depths.

Since Ulmo’s true form is staggering, he opts to appear around the same height as you are anytime he has to walk the earth. His favourite place to have walks would be the beach obviously.

Hand holding while watching the sunset and he’s quietly staring at your short fingers holding his larger hand. He loves holding your hand to fawn over the size. He would even slip on a cute ring with a pearl one day.

Because Ulmo is known for having no resting place as he wanders the waters of the world, he enjoys visiting your home. It’s even better if you live near a lake for him to have easier access to seeing you frequently. Cue Ulmo marvels at how small your household items are as he picks them up.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Oromë

Congratulations, you are the perfect size to sit on all of his creatures (and him) to ride through the forest with him. He cannot get over your tiny figure because he knows that you’re about the same size as an elfling and all his creatures are larger than you.

Roughhousing is a thing that occurs between you both and he gets caught up in the experience to forget how easily he can send you on a trip to Estë for healing…because it has happened multiple times.

Picks you up like a sack of potatoes and slings you over his shoulder when he has to carry you somewhere and you’re being troublesome, or he wants to randomly surprise you. You’re as light as a feather as he runs with you through the forest.

Swinging from his muscular arms anytime he flexes his muscles for you? Yes, yes you do, and he loves it. Fuels his ego to know that he’s strong and his lover can climb him like a tree. Clinging to his muscular physique and probably biting him? Yes, you do that he calls you a tiny beast who needs to be tamed.

Not the type to underestimate the size of a creature you can ride because of your size but is also cautious at the same time. Wanted to gift you a Shetland pony because you were small enough to ride one, but back out last minute knowing that he would receive an earful. Gave you a giant-sized tiger or dog as a companion.

You wear his pelts and pretend to act like him, attempting to wield his bow—sweetheart, you couldn’t even draw the strings—as though you were hunting.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Tulkas

No different from Oromë and will playfight with you using the strength in his pinkie finger and you’d still have to bandage some body parts because accidents happen all the time. No worries though, he praises your injuries and makes you feel as though you fought a great battle with him.

He has no doubts, dismisses your strengths and associates them with your size having seen many great warriors display outstanding strengths and feats despite their size. Instead, he encourages you to take pride in your size and all the greatness you can accomplish.

You got a workout buddy, or rather he got a new dumbbell to lift or someone to sit on his back for push-ups. Your weight is inconsequential, but it doesn’t stop you from enjoying the fun in the moment.

Also picks you up like a sack of potatoes and carries you around the place, introducing you to all his close friends and elves. Anytime you need to speak ‘eye-level’ with him, instead of going to lengths to climb tables or a tree, he’ll kneel to your level.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Melkor

Getting called dwarf, child, or both the first time you meet will result in him changing the names and calling you a critter if you attempt to attack him for calling you short. Probably ‘ankle biter’ might be your new name because he denoted that small things have the most rage.

You’re a ferocious ankle-biter in his eyes whose nerves he enjoys getting on because your responses are hilarious. It’s all in jest…or maybe not.

Nothing of his will ever fit you, that also means trying to wear his crown with the Silmarils. It’s currently sitting on your neck as we speak. All you can do is make versions of his outfits tailored to your size.

You’re smaller, so his hands can cover your entire face. Know what that means? Squish your cheeks as you speak to admire how soft and dough-like they are. “Hm, ankle biter, you have remarkably soft cheeks,” he says while squishing your face.

There’s nothing you can climb on to meet his height because he makes sure that there isn’t anything around. He wants you to break your neck looking up at him (bite his ankles and he’ll reach your height).

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Eönwë

“You’re like a hummingbird minus the speed,” he chuckled upon the first sight of your tiny figure. You were lucky he didn’t consider you a lost child who wandered before him in search of help because he was ready to call you ‘child’.

I have to say, Eӧnwё is the best person to try the same ‘daddy’ prank on when you’re walking through the streets of Valimar but clinging to him and acting like a child for the elves to fawn over how adorable the interaction is. There is always an elf who inquires for you to look them in the eye and say, “This is my atya!”

His avian side adores your tininess; and makes you all the more delicate and squishable. You are never again going to leave the nest…just joking, but his protective side goes up a notch because you are TINY.

I mean, he loses you in a crowd easily and you can’t even jump high enough to show your location. You can climb a table or chair but still have to get past the sea of heads before Eӧnwё spots you.

Gets you the smaller version of everything so you don’t have to struggle with holding the larger objects. He once watched as you climbed a chair as if it were a mountain or fought with a glass of wine because the glass was too big to hold.

At least going on flights doesn’t change whether you’re extra small or bigger. Visits in the morning and takes you to watch the sunrise over the mountain from a bird’s eye view.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Tilion

Doesn’t matter if you’re tiny or tall, you still look the same from his view in the sky as he guides the moon. But he does melt at the sight of you looking up at the moon.

You are forever his ‘little deer’ even though you’re probably feisty and love to bite or nibble on his arms all the time. Similar to Oromë, carries you around like a sack of potatoes over his shoulder, but more for the fun of watching your short legs dangle.

Doesn’t alter the size of any furniture so he can observe your legs dangling over the edges and sway, or the size difference between you and the table designed for a nine-foot entity.

Roughhousing is a constant must-have between you both because he adores pinning your smaller body under his and making you fight back. Tilion just wants to watch you struggle and wiggle like a worm. Bite him.

Puts you to sleep on top of him because it is the safest option unless you want to be crushed under a giant nine-foot Maia, and you look like a tiny kitten curled up on his chest. The only thing he hasn’t done is pick you up by your scruff.

He’s such a tease when it comes to you both riding through the forest. Tilion will purposefully place you behind him so you can’t see a thing and then tease you about being too small. But it’s all in jest because he’ll have you ride an elk or reindeer or even a pony that was handpicked to match your size.

๋࣭ ⭑⚝ Mairon

He also assumed you’re an ankle biter as well because he called you short and you were ready to attack. Please, do not release him from your tyranny because he will make fun of your height and pat your head or rest his arm atop your head when he’s resting. Again, bite him.

Complains about your short legs and how slow you are when you’re walking side-by-side but comes to you later to ask for assistance because some tool of his fell into a small hole and you’re tiny enough to get it.

Tells you that he’ll feed you to his wolves if you don’t stop clinging to him when in truth, he loves it. You’re small enough to not be a distraction as he moves about his forge or the fortress, but it’s just Mairon being a tsundere.

Doesn’t see you lying in his bed because his bed is huge and you’re extra small, so he almost lies atop your body. It’s turned into a staring match like how children stare you down without blinking.

Has a tendency to carry you around, for funsies, by holding onto your belt or grabbing the back of your clothes so you dangle as he powers through the corridors until he arrives at his Lord holding you like a briefcase.

Deep down, as much as he teases your size, he enjoys the differences. Watching you fight to lift an object made for his size or dress in his clothes—if you’re brave enough to try this—is entertaining.

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“5 more minutes”

Y/n wakes Pablo before he has his first training back with his team.

Warnings: none.

Y/ns pov

“Baby, time to wake up.” I said as I opened the curtains to our bedroom.

“Amor… no..” Pablo groaned as he covered his eyes.

“Yes. It’s your first day back.” I pulled the sheets off of him.

“5 more minutes” Pablo pulled the sheets back making me loose my grip.

“You take forever to get ready, plus I’m driving you and I need to go to the market for groceries.” I told him.

“Great so we both really have no where to be in a rush,” he smiles at me sarcastically as he sat up.

“Get dressed.” I rolled my eyes before making my way to our bathroom to brush my teeth.

“I made you breakfast, it’s on the counter and your protein shake is already made so I suggest you hurry up before it gets runny and you don’t drink it.” I said.

He groaned loudly before pulling his body up from our king size bed.

“What’s even for breakfast?” He yawned.

“Pancakes..”

“Junk ones or the protein banana ones?” He put his white plain shirt on.

“What do you think?” I shot him a quick glare before putting my toothbrush in my mouth.

He put his arms up in surrender. “Just making sure,” he smiled before he made his way downstairs.

After I was done brushing my teeth I went into our closet and picked out a simple alo yoga outfit.

It was just a simple black pair of leggings and a navy blue alo sporty bra.

I put random Nike socks on with my black Nike tennis shoes.

I went back to our bathroom and used a little bit of gel and put my black/brown/blonde (whatever color your hair is) hair in a slick back bun.

Pablo came back into our room and changed into a pair of Nike sport black shorts and his black Nike long sleeve with Nike air maxes.

He brushed his teeth as I got my purse and my phone off the charger.

Once we were both ready and downstairs I got the car keys to my white Mercedes and I got in the drivers seat and he was in the passenger.

“Don’t go too slow, you know how much I hate it when you make me late.” Pablo had a bit of attitude.

“What’s your problem?” I looked left then right to see if cars were coming then I turned right.

“The pancakes were burnt on the bottom!” He raised his voice a little.

“Are you serious?! Pablo it’s a pancake. There’s nothing special. And you had a protein shake you will be fine.” I rolled my eyes at his sass.

“Whatever. You just never wanna admit that you messed up,” he opened his phone.

“I do admit. Here! ‘I burnt the bottom of your pancake because I was finishing a text to my mom. Sorry.” I stopped at the red light.

“My phone didn’t even charge last night,” he put his phone on the charger in the middle under the radio.

“Are you excited for your first day back?” I said with a small question in attempt to clear the tension.

“Yeah, pedri said that everyone is really excited to see me and help me recover.” He looked out his window.

“That’s good, they wanna help you through your hard time…” I turned left into camp Nou.

“Okay, have a good time shopping. Don’t forget the chocolate protein powder and bananas.” He grabbed his bag and his phone.

“I never do… have a good training.” I said before he shut his door.

After me and Pablo had arguments, even slight disagreements we never say I love you for a couple hours.

But it’s a normal thing for us. It’s not out of hate or envy. It’s just how we both are.

I watched him get into the training ground building where the boys change before staring training.

I pulled out and seen taia, raphinhas wife was behind me and she did 2 honks to say hi.

I drove to the market 20 minutes away then grabbed my purse and phone and locked the door.

As I strolled through the isles I made sure im everything I was getting was low calorie and had atleast some protein and fiber. If not Pablo would have a fit.

After I was done shopping there I seen a new flower boutique so I dropped off all the groceries in the trunk then went in.

They were all beautiful and my eyes landed on beautiful red roses.

Red was Pablo’s favorite color, plus they represent love so I got them and bought them to the checkout.

The woman checking out the flowers was a beautiful middle eastern woman.

“Today your total will be $92.68. But would you like a costume note?” She asks me.

“Yeah that would be great,” I smiled kindly at her.

“It would be another 10 dollars if you still wanna do it.” She says as she took the small papers out.

“Of yeah go ahead I’ll do it.”

“Thank you, what would you like the note to say?”

“Happy first day back”

“Okay…” she wrote the note in beautiful hand writing and I signed my name at the bottom in sharpie.

I handed her my card and as it was processing I spoke up.

“So is this a new boutique? I feel like I’ve never been in here before..”

“Yeah we just opened this weekend. We haven’t had many customers yet and I feel like the price isn’t helping much. But we need money to pay rent to this place.”

“Yeah I understand. In my perspective this is a very nice place you have.” I said as she handed my card back and the bouquet.

“Thank you very much. Have a great day miss,” she smiled.

I smiled back kindly then left the store back to my car.

It was about time to go get Pablo. He was leaving training early because Xavi didn’t want him being too active his first day back.

Once he got in the car I reached behind his seat and handed him the flowers.

“What’s this…” he held them in his hand observing the flowers.

“Amor.. you didn’t have to..” he read the note getting a little teary eye.

I don’t blame him. It was his first day back being with his people, he was probably overwhelmed.

“I had to.. I’m so proud of you pabs..” I kiss his pink lips softly.

“I love you..” he smiles at me softly with a sparkle in his eye from the tears..

“I love you so so much hermoso..” I rub his cheek softly.

I started driving again.

“How was training? Was it worth the wait?” I ask him.

“It was great. Nothing changed between any of us. It was like the good days..”

“Good I’m happy it’s going well.”

Sorry guys I know that was maybe a bit boring but yeah that’s all I have for today.

[manofmanymons]

None of my least favorite Survive characters (and I cannot stress enough that I still LIKE all of them) are my least favorites for any of the reasons you'd think

Like my problem isn't "he doesn't have enough personality bc he's the player character" because that's just completely untrue

Idc if "he's a massive dick sometimes especially to his partner" because genuinely if that were a problem for me almost none of my favorite characters would be my favorites

I don't even take issue with "she tried to destroy the world that one time" because again if that were a problem my favorite character would not be my favorite

The only thing that makes me like them all slightly less than the others

Is that they're all wet blankets

Poopers of parties

None of them are the kinda friends you get kicked out of a high-end boutique with

These are not film you doing something that can kill you while asking "if you die do I get your stuff" friends

They're the friends in the group who see you climb up something you're not supposed to and say "get down from there" instead of "do a backflip bitch"

I love them all as characters but I would not be friends with any of them as people. They would drive me up a goddamn wall.

Takuma is ALMOST in the fun slightly-more-than half of the group but there are just enough times where he's too hesitant or not committed enough to any side for him to get on my nerves. Especially any time Minoru is Minoruing and instead of supporting it he's like "leave me out of this"

Props to him for making a decision without the player's influence but it's the wrong decision bc you should always be ride or die with the bestie no matter how wrong or stupid they are jsjskdn I would NEVER do my friends like that even if they were tryna argue that 2+2 is 5.

Ryo is ALMOST in the boring half of the group but he's THE realest ride or die outta all the human cast and I respect that + he's got a little bit of the stupids in him that make him more endearing

Saki thinks she's in the boring half of the group but she has too much sass and humor to escape the fun half. She's one of them whether she knows it or not.

Yknow it's not "I dislike them because <stupid reason that proves you did NOT pay attention to the game>" it's "I like them less because of personal reasons very specific to me"

[ciircex]

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Cold bites at her fingertips, which is quite a FEAT considering they're in Hell. Circe's USUAL nimble fingers were now clumsy, failing to stitch as she WANTED because of her shaking.

She decides to hold off on designing more dresses until she properly warms up.

Circe walks over to the air conditioning, FIDDLING with it to try && warm up her boutique. The controls seem to resist, making it harder for her to adjust the temperature.

Her ears pick up the CHIME of the bell that is hung above her door and she instantly talks.

"I'll be with you in just a moment," her voice is in customer service mode but her FRUSTRATION is barely hidden under it. Stupid VoxTek technology.

[aliencatwafers]

Wafers - @aliencatwafers’ Shroob Sona

This is my Shroob Sona, Wafers. She now is a 37 year old Guardian Shroob. Originally named YuW11r, Wafers was 21 years old during the events of Partners in Time (in the past). Her job was to help guard the Shroob Mothership.

YuW11r was a Star Shroob amongst the Guardian Shroobs. She did the most sit ups, pull ups, drills, etc, and pushed others to do the same. The Shroob became the leader of her platoon and held herself and others to high standards. At this point in her life, she LIVED for the opinions of the Shroob Princesses. If Princess Shroob told her to slit her throat, watch it bleed, and get mauled by giant beasts, she would do it without questioning it. This loyalty and competence got her immense recognition by the Shroob Princesses. However, the other Guardian Shroobs got extremely envious of her and how the authority figures would let her bend the rules. She would push the others even harder even when many of them nearly died in a few training exercises. Nobody told her how dangerous those exercises were.

They prayed for her demise.

YuW11r thought she and the other Guardian Shroobs were extremely close, closer than blood.

The others gave her that impression by acting polite and acted like they were her friend.

During the invasion, the Mothership crashed into Shroob Castle and The Rain (salty baby tears) caused the extinction of most of the Shroobs.

And yet, she survived.

She watched as her closest comrades withered away into nothing, and she was powerless to help them, as she was on the verge of death herself. A few revealed their true feelings and resentment towards YuW11r.

This completely destroyed YuW11r’s world. She was doing everything right, wasn’t she? Why didn’t everyone love her? The Shroob Princesses loved her, so shouldn’t everyone else? Shouldn’t the Shroobs love what the Princess Shroobs love?

She limped out of the Mothership with deep cuts from the sharp falling Shroob ship pieces.

Realizing that the Shroobs were defeated and possibly extinct, and that she had nobody to support her, she decided to start anew. It hit her that she had nobody to impress or live for anymore, now she has to do whatever it took to survive.

She adopted the name Wafers after she ate some old moldy wafer bars from a garbage can. It was absolutely delicious and the mold made it even tastier.

Nowadays, she is a wandering vagabond, fashion designer, and story teller. She spends her days traveling, people watching, pick-pocketing, drawing, dancing, and learning new crafts from the locals like basket weaving, hola-hoop dancing, metal blowing, and bracelet making. Wafers picked up snippets of Mushroomish from the locals. She also does odd jobs like pest control, teaching Shroob lessons, working as a security guard, or being a mercenary. Anything to afford rent and food (like mushrooms). She bought the fabric from a boutique and sewed her scarf and hat. Her hat and scarf are her comfort items. If she loses them, she cannot function, eat, or sleep. And if someone is dumb enough to take them, she will make them regret it and never forget their actions.

Wafers doesn’t care if others fear her for being a Shroob. She is extremely confident in her skills to fight anyone on her tail. This belief is solidified by her successfully fighting off any spies and authority figures in the past. She fought off several Koopa guards (if she knew that there were frozen Shroobs in Bowser’s basement, she would walk into his throne room and throw hands (or claws) with him).

Furthermore, Wafers has a medium temper - she’ll resort to snark and sass first before she will toss someone around (a need to assert dominance came from her training as a Guardian Shroob). She likes to establish herself in towns as someone to never mess with. While Wafers has become more weary ever since the Mothership crash, she takes everything literally. She only reads people at face value, is very blunt, and social cues make little to no sense to her. Wafers praises strength above all else and will never say no to a challenge.

As she gets older, learns more lessons, and reexamines her memories, she realizes why the other Guardian Shroobs detested her and that she wasted her life being a golden child. But, she also learns that nobody explained anything to her or respected her, they only valued her skills. After all, expectations change all the time.

[onion-of-modesty]

Fox and Flowers

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Summary: Fox gets a surprise and some feelings.

Words: 760

Warnings: None

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Fox has no idea what he is going to do with a bouquet of the ugliest flowers that he has ever seen. The heads of the flowers were drooping on crushed stems. The smell of  dirt clinging to the roots overpowered any smell the flowers might have.

The comm channel crackles with laughter as he stares bewildered at the civilian cadet who had just shoved them in his hand.

"I think you're supposed to say thank you, Commander."

"Shut it Hound," Fox snaps back as the lieutenant's squad walks up behind him.

A woman scurries over from a group of refugees taking shelter under the nearby bridge.

"I'm sorry they are bothering you," She said as she steers the cadet around, not looking at them.

"No harm done ma'am," Fox replies.

The refugee nods and tugs the cadet along. A few steps away she started harshly whispering down at the cadet, "I told you not to go near them."

"Pal'nor said that you lied! They won't eat me!" The cadet protests, "I'm bored. And you won't play with me. I want someone to play with me!"

"Quiet down," The woman shushes them, "and don't run off again," She said as she pulls them back into the group of refugees.

"Aww, they wanted to play with the big bad Commander," Hound coos, "They could probably see your big heart shining through."

"Shining through what, my teeth?"

"Through all those gaps in your armor, obviously. They could see enough to defend your eating habits, sir, and they even still wanted to play with you. Grizzer would have loved to join you too," Hound says, patting said mastiff on the head.

Fox sighs and looks down at Grizzer, "Focus on your patrol sergeant. The separatists might still try something before the transport arrives."

"Good luck convincing the senator to agree to more guards, sir," Hound replies, snapping out a sunny salute.

"Balmont, Rot, Fi, don't follow the sergeant's example," Fox instructs them with another sigh. He knows they already have been infected with Hound's sense of humor and really doesn't need them sassing him too.

"Yes sir," they snap out their own salutes.

"Commander," Hound whines in protest.

Fox shakes his head and watches them move on before going on his own way.

As he walks by the refugees, Fox can spot the cadet straining to look at him around the adults surrounding them. When they see the flowers still dangling in his hand they beam.

Fox continues past them and he can feel the glare of their caretaker trying to burn a hole through his armor. He needs to get to Senator Organa sooner than later, the senator took far too many risks with his safety. Decent senators are already rare enough, no need to let one of the best get themselves killed.

As Fox gets closer to the building that the senator is using as a base of operation, he pauses. Looking down at the flowers in his hand he feels his chest warm and the edge of his mouth lifts.

He can't help but imagine a small figure with dark curly hair and warm brown eyes sparkling up at him. A bright smile taking over their face. Small dirty fingers holding out a bundle of freshly collected flowers.

Well, the flowers weren't nearly as bad as some of the boutiques he has seen delivered in the Senate Rotunda. Now if only because they were delivered with a smile rather than a bribe.

He supposes nat-born cadets could be quite sweet, but Fox greatly prefers his own clone shinies. Not only did they come to him capable of following instructions, they also don't throw tantrums. Usually.

Making up his mind Fox looks for an out of sight spot to put the flowers down and sees a supply box that has been emptied and left behind. He puts them down in its shadow. He doesn't want anyone else taking them. It's an easy enough place to be able to retrieve from later, if he desires to.

There have been some times when Fox has seen some real flowers being kept after being dried. He can stick one of the less smushed flowers in his supply pouch and see if there is a way to dry it on the way back to Coruscant. No reason not to keep a good memory, though he'll need to hide it from Hound.

Now if he could just get Senator Organa to remember that he is more reasonable than Senator Amidala, and accept an improved guard rotation.

[dogmamathings]

Farm Barbie x Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique: The Perfect Addition to Your Southern Lifestyle

Hey y'all! I'm super excited to share some fabulous news with you. We’ve just added something special to our lineup at Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique—Tupperware from Farm Barbie! 🌾

If you love Southern charm, sassy style, and keeping things organized (whether it’s your kitchen or your life), you’re going to adore what Farm Barbie brings to the table—literally! 🍴

Why You’ll Love Farm Barbie’s Tupperware:

Durable and Stylish: These aren’t just any food storage containers. Farm Barbie’s Tupperware is built to last, with a cute and practical design that matches your Southern lifestyle.

Perfect for Dog Moms: Whether you’re packing treats for your pup or prepping meals for yourself, these containers will keep everything fresh and ready to go.

Matches Our Southern Sass: Just like everything at Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique, Farm Barbie’s Tupperware adds that perfect touch of charm and personality to your everyday essentials.

Where to Find It:

You can now shop Farm Barbie’s Tupperware right from our store at magnoliamuttco.shop! It’s the perfect addition to your kitchen, and it’s just a click away.

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So head on over, check out the new arrivals, and let’s bring a little more Southern sass and practicality into your life. And don’t forget to pick up some matching gear for you and your fur baby while you’re there. 🐾

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[doggiedayoutnc]

Welcome to Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique: Southern Charm for You and Your Pup

We’re thrilled to announce the grand opening of Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique at magnoliamuttco.shop or magnoliamuttco.boutique! If you’re a dog mama or papa who loves to pamper your pup with a touch of Southern sass and style, you’ve found your new favorite store. At Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique, we’ve curated a unique collection of goodies that cater to both you and your furry friend, ensuring you always step out in style.

Why Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique is a Must-Visit:

1. Fashion for the Fanciest Fur Babies: Your pup deserves the best, and that’s exactly what we offer. From stylish collars and chic bandanas to adorable matching outfits, we have everything to keep your dog looking sharp. Our collection is perfect for pet owners who want their pups to stand out with a unique, fashionable flair.

2. Trendy Southern Apparel for Dog Parents: We know dog mamas and papas love to show off their pet pride, so we’ve stocked up on country concert wear, fashionable hats, and matching outfits for you and your dog. Whether you’re planning a day out or just want to sport some stylish, dog-themed gear, we’ve got you covered.

3. Sassy Accessories with Southern Charm: Add a little attitude to your look with our range of fun accessories. From playful dog tags to quirky tees, our products let you and your pup express your personalities with a Southern twist.

4. A Shopping Experience Full of Southern Hospitality: At Magnolia Mutt CO & Boutique, we’re all about that warm, welcoming vibe. Our store is more than just a place to shop—it’s a community for dog lovers who appreciate quality, style, and a bit of Southern hospitality.

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[bradenthompson]

King of the Beach pt. 0

Apparently you aren't allowed to buy six chinchillas at once.

And what a shame, because Cameron Otterlake just felt like a fucking genius. God emperor of boyfriends. He pointed out a dog on the TV, saying he'd always wanted one but the state had outlawed breeding that particular "crime against nature." Something about their hearts not pumping enough blood around their cute little bodies. Olivia Achenbach then said she always wanted chinchillas (plural) but her mother didn't trust her ability to care for gerbils or whatever chinchillas are exactly. Information Cameron filed away.

Cameron Otterlake and Olivia Achenbach, soon celebrating six happy months of mostly-serious dating, had seen the now illegal dog while watching HGTV's Malibu Million Dollar Makeover. A home renovation show with a twist: its subjects could afford lots on the Malibu beachfront. Case in point: Olivia's older sister, who along with her fiancé had just bought a three story 1997 development, now appearing on HGTV to catalogue the interior redesign. Vince Neil had owned that place for a time. As did Thomas Eisenberg, owner of the Golden State Privateers, a WNBA team active from 1997 until 2010 when Eisenberg sold to an anonymous buyer that immediately dissimilated the franchise for an obtuse tax incentive.

Emmaline Downer-Achenbach thinks bar trivia like this makes for good TV but Olivia is so enchanted by the sight of her sister on the small screen (technically a Samsung 4K projector) Cameron lets this bit of sass dissolve on his tongue. TV appearances are uncommon in her family.

Him and Olivia come from different worlds. The Achenbachs are jet ski royalty. Barons and baronesses unto some ten percent of all Lake Tahoe rental cabins. Her uncle owns the patent for swim goggles (Cameron didn't know such a thing existed or was allowed). Impressive. Eyewatering money for, statistically, ninety-three percent of all people who will ever hear the name Achenbach. All of this makes them only a noticeable wedge of the Otterlakes.

Excusing himself to the bathroom, Cameron had rang up a boutique pet store he remembered seeing last time he was downtown.

"Do you carry chinchillas?" he had asked.

"Are you asking for supplies?" the clerk said.

"No, the animal."

"Yes, we have two families in our breeding program. We could have one prepared for adoption--"

"One isn't gonna be enough. I need, like, three."

The clerk hesitated, briefly, then asked Cameron what someone would need with three short notice chinchillas.

"Girlfriend wants one. Ever since she was a kid."

He'd been peeking out into the sitting room, eyeballing where a pet pen could be laid without interrupting the gigantic couch. Or maybe he should just have them all wandering the couch and rug. That might be cute. Oh, and she just... keeps finding more.

"Actually let's make it six. Even number. Can we do three boys and three girls?"

The pet store clerk had had enough. Like Cameron's some kind of stupid kid, she tried telling him people are always coming in and adopting pets for a cheap thrill when even a goldfish is a big responsibility. The pet store was categorically uncomfortable with selling him six chinchillas with no prior experience, nothing to suggest a positive quality of life, something something God's creatures blah blah blah. He hung up.

"Cam?"

He jolts back to reality. He had been thinking about the call with the pet store and getting mad again. "Mm?"

"Tez is taking his yacht out tonight for the fireworks," Olivia enunciates extra hard. This must be her second or third time saying this. "Did you wanna go."

"Who is Tez?"

"TezasterHD, the YouTuber I was telling you about."

"And YouTubers have yachts now."

"No, YouTubers whose parents sold Key West houseboats to all the Wahlbergs have yachts. Don't think like the huge ones--the mini cruise ships. It's one of those big sailboats."

"I don't know that guy," Cameron repeated, "but you can go."

"But I want you to come."

"I can't invite myself on other people's boats."

"Yes, you, Cameron Otterlake, actually can. Tez would scream. Bianca Thomasson is gonna be there."

"Who?"

"Do you know anyone? She was on Disney Channel."

"Tell you what," Cameron offered, scooching down on the small island of a couch until he was looking at the ceiling. "We take my boat. Fill it up with people that people actually know. Watch the fireworks without a big fucking sail in the way. Hm?"

Olivia laughs. Her smile flashes a lot of gum. Like it's mostly gums. It's not that it's not cute, it's just always what Cameron's gonna focus on.

"You don't know who this guy is but you wanna emasculate him."

"I want to give you, Liv, the best fireworks experience. We'll launch my own, even."

"You have your own fireworks," Olivia repeats like she's caught him in a lie.

"Custom-made. Some of them spell out the Otterlake monogram. We had them made for my great-grandpa's 100th, but Dad ordered too many."

Olivia laughs again (gums). She lies down parallel to Cameron, tucking her head under his armpit left splayed while he scrolls his phone. "I'll call some friends," she says, "we wouldn't want your way better fireworks boat party to go without music video honeys."

"Not necessary in the least," Cameron's quick to say.

"Well, aren't you a gentleman."

"No, I mean don't overextend yourself. I can call my own."

Victory for Cameron Otterlake. He'd just got done exchanging emails with the 12th Avenue Petco who hooked him up with fourteen chinchillas. Ready for pickup tomorrow. Olivia's gonna lose her mind.

[xiosandrafirelyte]

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