#so i'll see everybody next saturday

[kakashixhatakesxwhore]

omg I just find you and your writings are amazing♥️

Can you please do some husband headcanons please?

surely, i can try my best, thanks for the ask!!

Husband Headcanons I

for Iruka, Kakashi, and Itachi (with wildcard appearances from Jiraiya and Obito) (GN!Reader)

Your fav isn't mentioned? Check out Husband Headcanons 2!

Warnings: couple swear words, couple sexual references (Reader Discretion advised), fluff, lmk if this sucks

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Iruka

Would suggest the springtime for the wedding, but Iruka would still happily marry you whenever your heart desired

Danced with you throughout the entire reception, only getting tipsy (enabling you to get comfortably inebriated)

Begs to carry you over the threshold like a gentleman, and the two of you spent the whole night consumating the union

Best sex you had ever had, and Iruka was of the same mind - both of you were totally in your element on your wedding night, and couldn't stop until noon the next day

Honeymoon takes place in the Land of Flowers, within a small settlement near the coast

Iruka pays for a week's stay at an Inn, and the two of you spend the days watching the water and walking through wildflower fields, collecting colourful, fragrant bouquets as you went

Domestically, such a teamplayer - Iruka will happily do the dishes after you cook dinner, and vice versa, he'll mop after you sweep, he turns on lights for you while you open windows

Would happily have a pet, probably a cat (orange or calico), but wouldn't be opposed to something a bit more spunky like a gekko or a rat

Dances with you in the living room while it rains, takes you (and your pet) out in the sunshine - he just loves to spend time with you and be with you

Kakashi

The wedding was small, kept to just close friends and your immediate family, probably just within the courthouse with a nice little reception after

Kakashi would carry you all the way from the reception to your shared apartment, right over the threshold, and it would take only a Hokage-level emergency to get him away from you after

Can't take a very long honeymoon because of his duties as Hokage, but will take you out for a long weekend in one of the coastal villages of the Land of Fire

Despite the long hours he works, Kakashi is the most attentive husband ever

Fresh flowers decorate a crystal vase on the coffee table, replaced every week, the trash is always taken out without you having to ask, he'll surprise you with full breakfasts on the weekends AND do the dishes after

Gets all bubbly every time he hits someone with a my spouse and is constantly bringing you up in conversation just to do so

Many nights are spent cuddling on the couch after dinner, reading independantly

You want a dog? Lovely! Kakashi wants a dog. You want a cat? Great! Kakashi wants a cat. A bird? A snake? A gerbil? Bring it on, that sounds fun.

Such a funny man, still needing to parade around the village with you in his arm, as if not everybody is already aware

Itachi

We're doing an Everything'sFine!AU because I'll cry otherwise

Massive wedding, so many floral arrangements, easily half the village shows up, Itachi cannot stop smiling the entire day

Literally tears up at the altar when he sees you, can't contain himself, you're such a vision

Takes you to the Land of Waterfalls for the most peaceful honeymoon of all

You two spend a week, or two, meditating with each other, drinking special teas, swimming for hours, wrapped in a lover's embrace that knits your hearts together even closer

Of course, in the hustle and bustle of the weekdays, Itachi establishes Saturday as Cleaning Day, and will clean the entire house, top to bottom, by himself (but will very much appreciate any help you provide)

Sunday is the day Itachi reserves to spend with you, either out on the town, or in the house, resting and relaxing together

Compliments every single look of yours as if it's the first time he's ever seen you, Itachi just can't believe his luck, and gets heart palpatations every single time he hears you call him your husband

Gets way more vulnerable after marriage, allowing himself to open up with a different level of confidence

Jiraiya

Destination wedding so people don't want to come, he wants the ceremony to be perfect and intimate

Gets so fucked up at the reception that you have to carry him over the threshold

He's such a sweetie about it when he wakes up though, apologising and fucking you reaaal good the entirety of the next day

Takes you on a month of travel, literally to every single Land

Writes you special poems and stories to wake up to while he's cheffing up the best breakfasts ever

Writes an entire book about you, and it was a best-seller

No one makes a better cup of tea than Jiraiya, and he's always got a tea ready for when you wake up, when you come home, after dinner

The absolute king of being in the same room while doing separate things, you're in his lap or holding his non-dominant hand, and every once in a while you'll share a brief kiss that might evolve into something a bit more distracting

Hugging and kissing as soon as you come home - he missed you so damn bad and needs to let you know

Is a very organized messy, but not at all dirty, Jiraiya doesn't mind when you clean up after him but would honestly prefer you didn't (he can't find things after, even if you tell him exactly where you put things)

Birthdays, Anniversaries, any opportunity to shower you in love and gifts, Jiraiya will take it and run with it

He just adores you and lets everyone know about it

Obito

Goofball gets an Officiant Certification and marries the two of you, himself

His vows are so long and so sweet that you can't even get yours out without stuttering and crying

Obito whisks you away to the Land of Hotsprings for nearly a month, immediately after the rings are exchanged

Finds nothing more fun than going out on dates with you while married, he almost likes it more than when you two were just going steady

Can't stand to let you sleep while he's awake, no matter how poorly he feels about depreiving you of sleep

Kisses and hugs every time the two of you are reunited

Obito won't ever shut up about you when you're apart, and it gets on everyone's nerves but Konan who finds his musings sweet

Lives, loves, laughs domestic life - he will do anything to make you happy, including the most grueling chores (those fucking baseboards)

Always makes you laugh, no matter how you're feeling, and he loves your laugh more than anything

[malfoyswand]

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pairing: draco malfoy x reader

summary: draco malfoy comforts you about your biggest insecurity.

word count: 1.5k

genre: fluff

warnings: bullying, insecurities, one instance of swearing, a little bit of nudity (but nothing sexual)

author's note: honestly writing this was like free therapy to me. i plan to write and post a part two to this (featuring smut, everybody cheer) in a couple of days too!

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You couldn't help but let a sigh escape from your lips as you heard the sound of knocking on your door. Truthfully, if you could have it your way, you would be content with not seeing another human being for the rest of the day.

"Can you come back later? I'm trying to sleep." You called out from your bed, pulling your blankets over your head to block out the knocking. Sleep was far from your mind, you only wished to be alone with your sorrow.

The knocking ceased. Just as you thought whoever it was had walked away, you heard the door creak open anyway. It was probably one of your roommates, you hoped they would leave soon enough. 

You felt someone lift up the blankets slightly and lay down next to you in the bed. Turning your head slightly, you saw it was Draco Malfoy. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw him, but the pain in his eyes saddened you further.

"We both know you're not going to sleep yet, (Y/N)." Draco spoke softly, one of his arms wrapping itself around your shoulders. "Now, please tell me what happened out there."

The last thing you wanted to do was talk about that, but you knew your boyfriend deserved some sort of explanation for your sudden behavior. 

The last Saturday of May was always spent with Draco and his group of friends. It was tradition at this point to spend the whole day at the Black Lake, swimming and getting into all sorts of mischief. However, this year was slightly different. Draco Malfoy had finally asked you to be his girlfriend a few months prior.

While it seemed as if everyone else in the group was ecstatic, Pansy Parkinson was not. You had known for a long time that she had developed a crush on Draco, and wasn't too pleased when Draco had turned her down. Ever since, the tension between the girl who used to be your best friend and yourself has been difficult for you to manage. 

Pansy had finally snapped at the Black Lake and told you how she had felt. While you were watching the Slytherin boys play some sort of game near the water, Pansy sat next to you. The conversation started off pleasant, but it quickly turned brutal.

It started off with Pansy complimenting your navy blue bikini, but in the same breath, she mentioned that "it's brave of you to wear something that revealing, considering your marks and all." Her hands touched the stretch marks on your stomach and thighs, giving them a pinch. You felt your breath become trapped in your throat, she knew they were your biggest insecurity. 

Before you could even think, you found yourself running away from the lake, not even noticing Draco was following your footsteps. 

As you told this story to him, you could see him clench his jaw in anger. "That bitch. Does she not realize what she did was cruel? I'm going to have a talk with her tomorrow, and if she continues, let me know. I will fix this, she can’t talk to you like this and get away with it."

"Draco, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to run off like that. Just give me a minute, I'll come back-" Before you could finish the offer, you felt his lips press softly against yours. He pulled away all too soon, resting his forehead on yours. 

"Oh hush, darling. They'll be alright without us, we're staying right here." To further his point, he pulled you into his arms. There was no other place you would rather be trapped. Only then did you realize he was still in his swim trunks, with no shirt. "I need to make sure that you know you are beautiful."

"I-I'm not." It came out as a quiet, defeated whisper as you felt the sobs begin again. Your insecurities were something you never shared with your boyfriend before, you didn't want to burden him any further. 

"Oh.." Draco slightly panicked, not sure exactly what to do. He had never seen you cry before. "No, no. Please don't say that. Pansy couldn't have been more wrong, you look like an angel. Why would you think any different?"

It was hard to speak, between your cries and your voice being muffled from Draco pulling you closer to him. He wiped away each tear that fell, listening intently as you spoke. 

"Because of what she said. I mean, she was right. I have stretch marks all over me, and the bikini only just shows them even more. I don't know what I was thinking! They make me so ugly and it's embarrassing, when no other girl there had them."

One of his hands moved your chin upwards, forcing your eyes to meet his gray ones. "Stop it right there, (Y/N). You are not ugly, and who cares about some marks? You are absolutely perfect in my eyes."

He must have been able to tell that a part of you didn't believe him. You knew he loved you and would never lie to you, he truly did think you were beautiful. But you couldn't bring yourself to think of yourself in that way.

You felt him shift next to you as he sat up, moving the blankets away so he could see you fully. You were still in that cursed bikini, biting your lip as you realized he could now see you in broad daylight. "Draco, what are you doing?"

"Well if you won't believe my words, maybe you'll believe my actions." A small smile spread on his face as his hands gently found themselves roaming down your body, his eyes soaking in every piece of exposed skin he could. You were about to protest to explain that you weren't in the mood for anything his mind might come up with.

"Before you ask, no, I'm not trying to initiate anything else. Would it be okay if I touched your stomach?" It was as if he could read your mind. You were terrified that if Draco touched your stomach and felt the marks that had invaded your skin, he would become disgusted. But at the same time, his touch was comforting. It was something you knew could calm you down. 

With a nod, he grinned and lowered himself down until his eyes were level with your stomach. His fingertips gently caressed down until they reached your lower abdomen. "Merlin, you're beautiful. You belong in a museum of art, my love."

His words made you blush bright red, as your hands covered your face to hide this fact. "Hardly." That was all you could manage to choke out between your embarrassment and the sobs that still begged to break free from your chest.

"Please, look at me." You obeyed, placing your hands at your side once more and looking down to look at Draco. "I'm not kidding around, you are stunning. If anything, these marks make you even more so."

You felt his fingertips gently graze upon each stretch mark, your breath hitching as he did so. His lips replaced them in an instant, as he kissed each mark he could find. Eventually, the path of marks led him to pulling down your bikini bottom very slightly to only kiss the ones on your hips. 

You knew he could feel every slight bump on his lips, the thought of it filled you with shame. His kisses were feather-like, it was as if he was afraid that if he kissed your skin too hard, you would break underneath him. But as you looked at him, he didn't seem to mind.

If anything, Draco Malfoy seemed to adore it. He kept his eyes mostly on yours, but occasionally, he would look down at the stretch marks before him. His kisses were slow, as if he was trying to take his time in memorizing every curve of each mark. His hands gently rubbed the curves of your waist, smiling to himself as he felt your body relax at his touch.

Once he was finally done kissing each mark he could find, you couldn't help but smile at the look of achievement on his face. His eyes seemed to have a glimmer to them, as if he had just won a prize.

"Actually, I take back my statement from before. You're not just something to be put in a museum for people to look at, until they get bored and move along. You deserve something much more permanent, like a sculpture to last the ages."

"What?" A look of confusion spread across your face. What was Malfoy going on about, comparing you to pieces that belonged in some sort of art collection?

"What I mean is," a soft laugh came from Draco's lips as he laid down next to you again, his fingers caressing your jawline this time around. "You should be worshiped, darling. Please never repeat the words you said earlier. Those marks are breathtaking, I could spend eternity kissing them.��

You could feel the tears form in the corner of your eyes, but from joy instead of sorrow. Draco was puzzled, worried that his words may have hurt you unintentionally. You learned your head into the crook of his neck, feeling his hands caress your back. 

“I thought you would hate them, you know?” You managed to whisper into his shirt. He responded by shushing you, his fingertips finding their way through your hair.

“I could never, (Y/N). I’ve never seen anything, or anyone, more beautiful.”

[frankiefellinlove]

Bruce’s #1 Fan

By Stan Goldstein

Seven years ago today, May 1, 2017, Bruce Springsteen's "Fan No. 1" Obie passed away. If you don't know who Obie was, she was Bruce's most loyal, dedicated fan. She had the same seat/spot for every show she attended: front-row center (per Bruce's wishes). She closely followed his various bands starting with Child in the late 1960s, eventually becoming his cook and personal assistant (Steve Van Zandt's too) and, most famously, a lifetime front-row-center invitee. In a world in which "superfans" are often infamous, Obie was merely legendary.

There was a memorial service for Obie a few days after she passed at a funeral home in Asbury Park and Bruce gave one of the eulogies. Here's what he said:

Well I'm the guy that Obie spent a big part chunk of her life dedicated to. Being the focus of that attention was pretty challenging very often. Obie was quietly demanding. I didn't know I was going to speak today so I'll just give you some memories I have of O.

First time was at West End Park. We were playing next to Howard's movie theater, and one beautiful summer afternoon, I remember this girl sitting there with the flag around here. So right from the beginning she just looked different from everybody else. Obie was a misfit, outsider, a rebel and didn't look like nobody else, didn't talk like anybody else, didn't think like anybody else. She was just a unique character. And everything that the word fan connotes in all of its myriad, strange, bizarre and wonderful ways. She was a Fan-atic, she was Fan-tastic. She was deeply, deeply dedicated.

Obie's taking more than a few of my secrets with her right now. We lived very, very close to one another for a long time. And I had chicken and grapes! And I had chicken and bananas, chicken and peaches. She covered the fruits and the chicken completely.

What can I say, she was always a heartful soul. She was dedicated to me that if a bullet came my way she would be there to catch it. There was a deep, deep and very personal connection and love. I feel honored to have the seed. And what can I say, I loved Obie a lot. I'm going to miss her very badly when I get out there on the stage, that front and center spot will be empty. We love you O.

To read more about Obie, here's something I wrote that was posted on the Backstreets news page shortly after her death: (Sorry, this is another long post)

REMEMBERING OBIE DZIEDZIC, "FAN NUMBER ONE"

It was about 1:30 a.m. on Sunday, September 23, 2012 at MetLife Stadium in East Rutherford, NJ. Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band's Saturday show had crept into Sunday morning due to delays from thunderstorms, giving the 55,000 fans a chance to celebrate Bruce's actual 63rd birthday with him. A giant birthday cake was brought out, everyone sang "Happy Birthday," and Bruce then cut the cake. He brought the first piece to Obie Dziedzic, who was in her normal spot, front and center.

"The first piece goes to Obie, our first fan, right there, " said Steven Van Zandt.

Bruce followed with, "Obie, we love you. Obie was following us when we were 16. We love you, O!"

It was a special moment, one of hundreds Obie shared with Bruce Springsteen for more than 45 years — actually starting when Bruce was 18, not 16, but it sure seemed that way. Bruce called her his "first fan" and "Fan No. 1."

Obie Dziedzic — pronounced "Je-zitz," to answer a question she was often asked — passed away early Monday morning after being ill for the past couple of months. She was a friend to not only Bruce and the E Street Band, Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes, but to musicians and music fans around the world.

Obie, known as "O" to her close friends, grew up in Long Branch, NJ and loved music. She attended tons of shows at Asbury Park's Convention Hall, seeing The Rolling Stones, The Doors, The Who, and so many more in the 1960s. But it was one afternoon in 1969 at Long Branch's West End Park, which is still there today at the corner of Brighton and Ocean avenues, that she first saw the young musician who would change her life forever.

"There he was, this Adonis," Obie once told me. It was a then-18-year-old Bruce Springsteen leading the band Child.

Obie saw rock and roll future even before Jon Landau. Right away, she was drawn to this talented, handsome musician and made sure to see him perform anywhere and everywhere. Later when Bruce was in Steel Mill, Obie would bring pizzas to the surfboard factory in Ocean Township, NJ, where they were living. Yet she was too shy to stick around until she got to know Carl "Tinker" West, Steel Mill's manager, who befriended her. Soon she was friends with Springsteen, Van Zandt, Vini Lopez, Danny Federici, and many other musicians. She attended every Steel Mill show she could, standing in line for hours to make sure she was at the front of the stage.

Obie was a fixture at the Upstage in Asbury Park. She later saw Dr. Zoom and the Sonic Boom, and she was there the night Clarence Clemons walked into the Student Prince in Asbury Park to play with Bruce for the first time in 1971. She would drive Bruce to those Student Prince gigs too, although she said on Saturday nights she did have to watch The Mary Tyler Moore Show first.

Driving around the Jersey Shore with Obie was always a treat, as she had so many stories to share. "See that there? It used to be a Carvel," she said, pointing to a building on Ocean Avenue in Long Branch. "That's the place where Bruce told me he had his first album coming out. Garry Tallent used to live in those apartments right across the street." When Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. was released in January of 1973, Obie found an autographed copy left for her on her doorstep.

When Bruce started to tour with the E Street Band in the early 1970s, playing some theaters, Bruce made sure she was still always up front, promising her, "Obie, whenever and wherever I play, you will always have the two front-row center seats." It was a promise Bruce always honored, for more than 40 years. When Bruce and the E Street Band used a general admission setup on the floor, his security director made sure Obie was in her normal front-row spot. She always wanted to be on the same side as Bruce and Steve.

She had one firm rule. She did not want Bruce to know she was at a show. She wanted to surprise him when he took the stage. At the April 20, 2016 show in Baltimore that I was fortunate to attend with her, we made a little bet on how long it would take Bruce to see her. It was one of Obie's first show since that 2012 birthday show. I said second song; she said not until a few songs in. We were both wrong. When Bruce took the stage, he made eye contact with her immediately. A huge smile lit up his face. It was a thrill to watch this bond between the two of them. You can hear Bruce give many shout-outs to Obie on the live recordings from over the years.

Bruce's former tour manager Bob Chirmside shared this post on Facebook:

For the five years I worked on the road with Bruce Springsteen as his road manager we held two front row tickets for Obie at every show. And I mean every show! Promoters knew better than to screw this up. Everywhere from Philly to San Diego those two seats were held by Bruce according to his wishes and the band's rider. It was always good to see Obie in those seats, and it put a smile on Bruce's face having a special someone to play to. Bruce couldn't have asked for a more loving fan. But Obie was much, much more than a fan. During the time I lived with Bruce, Obie altered and sewed his clothes, did errands, and made Bruce his meals. Obie took incredible care of him. Obie loved Bruce and got to see a side of him that few of us rarely do. On a side note. If you're wondering what happened to the front row tickets if Obie didn't attend. Well, 15 minutes before the show began, I quickly exited the venue and gave the tickets to someone that wasn't able to buy tickets. Most people couldn't believe it was for real. It felt good to put smiles on faces. Thank you Obie for the good memories!

"She was hired by Steven first. He needed an assistant at Miami Productions, and he hired her in 1975 when the Jukes got signed and recorded their first LP," said Billy Smith, a historian and Obie's longtime friend. "Steve needed someone at home in Asbury Park to run things while he was touring with Bruce. While she followed Bruce's tours as a friend/fan from the beginning, she didn't work for Bruce until the Darkness tour in 1978. On the road she did everything: coordinated guest tickets, sewed their clothes, cooked, etc. Anything that needed doing, she did it. A personal assistant to everyone."

If you listen to Southside Johnny's live version of "Having a Party," you'll hear the line, "Obie's doing the twist."

Not only did Obie help out Bruce, Steven, and Southside, she was there for John Eddie, John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band and others when they were first starting out. She was a fixture on the Jersey Shore bar scene in the 1970s and '80s and always, always friendly to fans. You could go right up to Obie and talk about music, Bruce, Southside. She was also close friends with Peter Wolf.

When the discussion comes up as to who has seen the most Bruce shows outside of Bruce himself, the answer is pretty easy: Obie. She was there for all 10 nights of the legendary Bottom Line shows in August of 1975. She even drove Bruce to some of those shows. "We hit traffic on Route 36 in Eatontown headed out toward the Parkway and I was a mess," Obie told me. "But Bruce was as calm as could be."

Obie, who lived for the past 16 years in Neptune, New Jersey, never gave an interview; her loyalty was 100 percent to Bruce. She was never, ever going to say anything which might upset him. She had, however, been working on a book, which sadly will never be written now. I was fortunate to have her read to me some of the stories that she was going to include. They were a delight to hear: How she and Bruce would go to the drive-in movie theater In Eatontown, New Jersey, and put a sofa in the back of his white pickup truck and sit back and enjoy the night. Another was when she was helping Bruce move into a house on Navesink River Road in Middletown in the early 1980s — she swears she saw and talked to a ghost!

Bruce mentioned Obie in his recent autobiography, Born to Run. He told the story how she was with him and Steve and Maureen Van Zandt when they weren't allowed in Disneyland or Knott's Berry Farm in the early 1980s because Bruce and Steve were wearing bandanas.

He also gave Obie credit for helping him select one of two versions he had of "Racing in the Street." Bruce told this story before playing it at the April 22, 2005 Devils & Dust show at the Paramount Theatre in Asbury Park:

I had two different endings. I'm going to dedicate this to you tonight, Obie. My oldest fan is here tonight and I love her very much. This is Obie Dziedzic — a round of applause, the woman's been around since forever.There were two people that actually helped me with writing the end of this song, and Obie was one of them. I had an ending where there's the two guys, but I had another ending where a woman enters the picture, and I played 'em both for Obie.Obie said, "I like the one with the girl." I said, "Okay, that's that." Then I played one for Steve, and Steve says, "Well, the one with the girl is what really happens. You got your pals and got the boys' club, and it lasts for a while, and you try to play down all the homoerotic stuff."I'm gonna do this tonight for Obie. I love you, and thanks for the help.

Bruce told a similar story in the 2010 documentary The Promise: The Making of Darkness on the Edge of Town, in which you can also spot Obie at the 58:49 mark.

There are so many good things to say and write about Obie — the tributes have been pouring in on social media — one of the best is from photographer Lynn Goldsmith. Obie told me this was the best description about her devotion to Bruce that she ever read about herself. To those who had the privilege to know her, it describes her perfectly:

"The girl with her head down is Obie," Goldsmith wrote, describing her 1978 photograph of Springsteen collapsing into an overjoyed crowd. "She was Bruce's biggest fan. She was there when they couldn't sell out a small club. She devoted herself free of charge to washing their clothes and doing whatever needed to be done. She did not get paid except with front row seats and the joy of knowing that she was making it easier for Bruce to be Bruce with her unconditional love. I wished I could have been like her. She inspired me because she was able to give with no strings attached. She gave freely because she believed in the power of love."

Obie was able to see several shows in the spring and summer of 2016. She was at both Brooklyn shows in April and attended all three MetLife Stadium shows in August. Her final show was on September 14, 2016 at Gillette Stadium in Foxborough, Massachusetts. Looking back, it may be fitting this was her last concert, as she told me, "That was the best Bruce Springsteen show I have ever seen."

The final time Obie got to see Bruce on stage was at his conversation with Bob Santelli at Monmouth University in West Long Branch, New Jersey, on Jan. 10, 2017. After the talk, Obie saw that Bruce's coffee cup was still on the little table on the stage. She said to me, "Get that for me!" and I was able to have someone hand it to me. I gave it to Obie. She had one more souvenir. One of the organizers of the event later said to me, "We noticed one of the cups was missing!"

Soon after that, Obie started to not feel well, and she was in and out of the hospital for a couple of months. Bruce, Steve and Maureen, John Eddie and many others made sure to visit her. Once when I checked in at the desk to get a pass to see her at Jersey Shore University Hospital in Neptune, the guard asked me, "Are you famous? It seems everyone who has been going up to see this patient is famous."

He was wrong. It was Obie who was famous.

Right now she's sitting in the front row in heaven, watching Danny and Clarence play away.

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♡ Pairing : bestfriend! han jisung x reader

♡ Genre : non-idol au, college smut

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♡ Warnings : 18+ nsfw, explicit sexual content, oral sex (m. receiving), cum swallowing

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[5:45 pm] quokka cheeks 🐿️

Yo, are you still coming over for study night?

[5:47 pm] feisty pants 😒

Yeah, I'll be there around 6:30. See ya

You were preparing to go to your best friend, Jisung's apartment. Every Saturday night you had your study sessions with him. Everyone says college is supposed to be about having fun, partying, getting drunk, laid, or possibly waking up with a throbbing headache or a new lover, and at the same time pass your subjects and be productive in your academics, but that's not the case with the two of you, though you guys used to then the both of you almost failed one of your majors and almost ended up being irregular students so Jisung initiated the study nights. Instead of movie nights or parties, you decided to study for your future.

You arrived at Jisung's apartment and met with Hyunjin, his roommate, by the door wearing shoes.

"Hey Hyun. Nice jacket." You said, complimenting his fluffy black and white jacket.

"Thanks. Bought it yesterday." He smiled.

"Where you off to?" You asked him as you took off your shoes.

"There's a party at Sigma house tonight, you guys wanna come?" Hyunjin said, looking up at you while tying his shoelaces.

"No thanks. It's study night." You shook your head. "Besides, you know I don't go to Sigma house anymore."

"Oh right, sorry." Hyunjin sheepishly apologized, remembering the reason why. "You guys should go and have fun sometimes, you know."

"Next time, Hyun. When it's not a party at Sigma house." You rolled your eyes when you said Sigma. You were bitter about it because that's where you met your ex-boyfriend, Christopher Bang. He's a senior and head of the fraternity, everybody liked him, all the guys wanted to be friends with him and all the girls try hard to get in his pants. You thought he was the one but he broke up with you after a month and told you the reason was that your head gamewasn't strong, which offended you to the maximum level.

"Alright. Understandable." Hyunjin chuckled as he went out the front door.

"Did you bring snacks?" Jisung appeared all of a sudden and startled you.

"God, stop sneaking up on me like that!" You yelled.

"I wasn't! Stop drinking too much coffee, y/n. Seriously." He said and walked to their living room.

His study materials were already spread out on the coffee table, leaving a space for you. You brought out the snacks you bought from the convenience store downstairs and then the both of you started with your study session. Jisung was wearing his glasses, oh how he looked super hot with his glasses on. He was hyper-focused, making flashcards and memorizing tables when you, on the other hand, were distracted. You kept checking your phone and saw Chris' Instagram stories. How he's having a blast at the party, making out with girls, drinking, and playing games while still looking fresh as fuck.

"You know, the unfollow button is there for a reason," Jisung said, not even batting an eye toward you as he compiled his flash cards.

"I'm not following him. This is your account." You said. Jisung realized that you were using his phone and quickly took it from you.

Jisung is friends with Chris since high school, but he rarely communicates with him now that he knows what a dick he is. Jisung met you during freshman year. You were seatmates in a majority of the classes you took and that's how you got close. He was also the one who introduced Chris to you but now he's regretting it. He didn't know his friend would be a total jerk during college when he was a mama's good boy during high school but he didn't know the two of you would hit it off anyways and that Chris would break up with you for that pathetic reason, though it smells like bullshit to him because Chris has been sleeping with different women almost every night after breaking up with you. What a total asshole, Jisung thought to himself thinking that Chris has lost a very precious diamond and replaced you with damn rocks.

"Alright, how about we take a break from studying," Jisung said and sat on the couch. "Movie?"

"Ji, it's fine. I can get back in the zone." You said.

"Please, as if I'd believe that. Come here." He said and patted the couch for you to sit beside him since you were still sitting on the floor beside his knee. "We don't have upcoming quizzes this week so we can relax this weekend."

"Who are you and what did you do with Han Jisung?" You sarcastically questioned. Jisung was never one to just skip study night.

"Shut up and pick a movie." He rolled his eyes. You rest your head on his knees, then an idea hit you. 

"Ji, can I ask you a favor?" You asked. His ears perked and looked at you. Jisung is your best friend and you trust him even with your life so asking this favor would surely be okay, right?

"Sure, what is it?" He replied.

"You had sex before, right?" You asked him.

"Yeah, a couple of times back then. Why do you ask?" Jisung replied, looking curious.

"This may sound a bit insane, but.." you trailed off.

"But what," he asked, eyes fixated on you.

"Can you teach me how to you know..give a blowjob?" You said and bit your lip and Jisung choked on his own saliva.

"I-uh—what?" He blinked fast. He couldn't believe it, did he hear you right? His brain is currently short-circuiting. You always asked Jisung to teach you or help you with learning a new topic but this wasn't what you usually asked.

"It's okay if you don't want to..I was just—"

"No. I'm cool with it." Jisung held your hand. "It's just that, it's so sudden, and why me? Why a tutorial?" He asked.

"Because I know I can trust you." You said. "You know what Chris said and you're a very good teacher." You hummed and that did something to him.

"Really? If I know, you're just trying to toot my horn so I'll say yes." He chuckled. "And don't believe what Chris says, you know that probably is bullshit." He said.

"No, I'm not. I mean it. And I really want to learn. So what do you say?" You looked at him with sparkling eyes, you looked so adorable kneeling between his legs and there was no way he could say no to that.

"Alright. Sure." He shrugged, trying to look cool when deep inside it was already exciting him. You clapped your hands in delight that Jisung agreed.

"So first, I have to try to get it hard right?" You asked as you reached to palm over his cock.

"Woah!" Jisung flinched. He didn't actually think that you were going to blow him, just that he was just going to give you tips and discuss it.

"What? I have to do it to learn, don't I?" You said.

"Yeah..sorry I was just startled." Jisung chuckled then he mustered up the confidence to try and look cool and calm as he held your hand.

"Before starting anything, it's important to turn the guy on. You're not gonna get anywhere when he's not hard." Jisung started while you listened intently, getting comfortable between his legs. "A makeout session would work out just fine but, you could also palm him over his pants if kissing isn't your thing."

You reached for his dick again, it was only semi-hard. "Like this?" You said as you palmed him through his sweatpants which made him bite his lower lip.

"Y-Yeah.." he sighed.

You could feel his cock grow slowly under touch which gave you confidence. Jisung was looking at your hand touching him inappropriately and you couldn't help but find it cute that you had that effect on him. Then following his tip, you stood up and kissed him which caught him off guard. After all, why do one thing when you could do both? Jisung was quick to return the kiss and cupped your cheek while you continue to palm him feeling him grow at a rapid pace now. You pulled back and gave him a playful smile.

"Was that good?" You asked him.

"So good." Jisung moaned.

"Should I take it out?" You asked although you knew you should you just wanted him to tell you step by step. He shook his head to focus back on reality from being kiss-drunk.

"Y-yes. You can. Now, stroke it gently a few times then I'd prefer if you'd start with kitten licks." He instructed. "Most men probably don't like teasing but I find it hot."

And with that, you lowered his sweatpants, he lifted his hips up for ease. His hard cock sprung free and you were surprised about his size. Talk about real big dick energy. You didn't know it but you were salivating over it that you wanted to just take it right away. You started with kitten licks anyway because that's what he told you he preferred. He let out a small moan once your wet tongue came to contact. You looked up at him to see him looking at you through hooded eyes. You looked so cute giving him small, kitten licks making his dick twitch a little.

"Like it that much?" You smirked then proceeded to take his advice about teasing, you gently ran your hands on his thighs, giving small kisses on his toned stomach and his hips before hovering over his aching cock, giving it a tongue flick before kissing down to his balls. You heard him groan, his dick twitching and started leaking precum as you continue teasing him, not giving his cock the attention it needs.

"Fuck. You're really good at teasing." He grunted.

His praise made you smile and now he deserves to be taken in. You take the head inside your mouth which made him gasp, feeling your warm, wet mouth around his dick was better than what he imagined. He tasted so good in your mouth that it was making you dizzy. You started sucking it softly while you bob your head up and down his cock which made his eyes roll in pleasure.

"Yeah. Just like that, baby." Jisung moaned and brushed your hair out of your face. You clenched around nothing when he called you baby for the first time. You could feel your wetness and it didn't occur to you that pleasuring your best friend would turn you on so much. "You can use your hand if you can't take the whole thing in." He instructed and you followed.

You wrapped your hand around his length and started twisting it in sync with your bobbing. You swirled your tongue around his length and sucked him good. You then picked up the pace which made him a panting mess under your touch.

"Fuck, you're pretty good at this. You got really good head game, y/n. Are you sure you need—ah..a tutorial?" He said and you hummed in contentment of being praised. Jisung was dangerously close to cumming when you hummed around his cock, any more of this feeling, he was sure to explode. He quickly held your hand signaling you to stop. You looked at him with confusion.

"What? I thought you liked it?" You asked him. Your chin all wet with drool from sucking him off.

"Ye-yeah. I really do. It's just that.." He said, avoiding your gaze. "It felt really good I almost..came in your mouth. I think it'd be really inappropriate to just do it without asking."

His cuteness made your heart melt. He stopped you because he was about to cum and he didn't want to because he wanted your consent to cum inside your mouth? Can Han Jisung get any hotter than that? Good Lord, you wouldn't want to miss out on this, making good boy Jisung cum inside your mouth.

"Then cum." You said, eyes looking directly at his as you lower your mouth to his tip. "Cum inside my mouth. Give it to me, all of it."

And with that, you started to suck him off again. Doing everything he's taught you. He looked at you with lust-filled eyes, cheeks in a light shade of red, and his mouth hung agape.

"Fuck, baby. I'm about to cum." He said and gripped the couch. You hummed to encourage him, the vibrations sending him to the edge, then he shot his warm seed inside your mouth, down your throat while letting out a deep, strangled moan and his eyes screwed shut. You swallowed everything because he just tasted so good inside your mouth and you don't know why. You had definitely put him in a state of euphoria as he was sighing in satisfaction and that made you feel happy and confident with your head game now.

"Thanks for the lessons, Professor. Han." You giggled as you wiped your mouth clean with a tissue. 

"You know, since you've been such a stellar student, it's only fitting I give you a reward." He gave you a mischievous grin and then pulled you up to sit on his lap, his lips hovering over your ear which made shivers run down your spine. "What do you think about seeing stars?"

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Anson Mount Talks About the Strike

Last weekend at Dragon Con I attended a couple of great panels with cast members of Discovery and Strange New Worlds. Due to the strike, discussion of the actual shows was off the table and so moderators and audience members had to limit their questions to other things. It worked nicely, IMO. Anyway, the one exception to the not-talking-about-the-thing was in a panel Saturday moderated by Garrett Wang (Harry Kim, Voyager) featuring Christina Chong, Celia Rose Gooding, Anson Mount, Ethan Peck.

Wang kicked things off by talking about the strike for a minute and then handed things over to Anson Mount. I don't know if he knew in advance, but Mount proceeded to deliver parable about the SAG strike that was just epic. I had to wait a few days to locate video but once I did, I transcribed it to share. I've cued the clip so it starts right as Mount begins to speak, but I'm including Garrett Wang's intro in the transcript.

Garret Wang: I'm going to start right now with a discussion on the strike. Let's talk about the strike. I think we should. So a lot of people have misconceptions about the strike. Just to give us some facts, just to lay it out there: Only 87% of SAG's membership make enough per year to have health insurance. That threshold is what-- is it $26,000? Something around there, something very low. And that's not per month, that's per year. So not every actor is Tom Cruise. This strike is really not about greedy actors, this is about being treated fairly, about being treated with respect, which is not happening right now."

Anson Mount: Imagine you're sitting in a bar in Los Angeles and outside this big, stretch limo pulls up. The limo is hauling behind it a mega-yacht and the mega-yacht has got one of those helicopter pads on it, with a gold-plated helicopter on it. And from the back of the limo steps a guy with a $7,000 Italian suit, he's got a 24-carat gold tie pin, slicked-back hair, little pencil-thin mustache. He's got an assistant, who's got an assistant, who'se's got an assistant.

And he walks in the bar and he sees you and he sidles up next to the bar and he says, "Have I got a deal for YOU!" And you say, "Okaaay, what's the deal?" And he says, "Well! I'm starting a business in this brand new field called entertainment-- and I think you'd make the perfect business partner." And you say, "Entertainment, huh? Is that a very lucrative business?" "Oh, no no no no no, we're not making ANY money."

And you say, "Well, OK, what's in it for me, then?" And he says "Well! I will pay you to come in to work for me for one half a day for minimum wage and in exchange you will grant to me permission to use the video of you performing your expertise, as well as your expertise, for the rest of time, in perpetuity, whenever I want, without paying you any more money or asking permission."

And you say, "I don't know… Have you thought about to include me in this? Like maybe a little small percentage of profit, just a little like 2 percent?" And he says, "You're insane! We're standing in the breadlines as it is!" And you say "Wait, wait, wait. If you say you're not making any money, 2 percent of nothing is nothing. You wouldn't have to pay me anything." And he says "That's a wonderful idea! I'll pay you 2 percent always-- of nothing." And you say, "That's not what I'm saying. So: let me put it this way. You must have an independent adjudicator or somebody who counts your numbers and lets everybody, all your shareholders, all your workers, know how the business is doing." "Oh, no no no, our numbers are all proprietary information." And you say, "Well, how do I know how the business is doing?" "Well, you'll just have to trusts me, of course."

And you say, "You know what? I just… under these given circumstances I'm not sure I want to work with you." And he says, "How DARE you?! I am going to walk straight out of this bar and when I come back -- and it won't be for a very long time -- but when I do, you'd better be here here waiting and you had better be grateful for my very generous offer of 2 percent of nothing!" And he whips his cape around and he walks out of the bar, followed by his assistant and his assistant and his assistant, and they all pile into the back of the limousine, and the driver tells his assistant driver, "Peel out!" With the mega-yacht, with the helicopter.

I think at that point, any reasonable person would turn to the bartender and say, "I think that guy's out of his fucking mind!" Right? Is it just me?

Garrett Wang: Anson, I gotta say, I've been on many panels and we've had many conversations about the strike, but no one has done a staged reading!"

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Meanwhile, after dwelling a bit more on the strike, the conversation moves on to (necessarily) non-Star Trek topics and is highly enjoyable.

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P.S. Yes, I still exist. No longer active on Tumblr but not because I'm boycotting or anything. We just drifted apart. I do still read Garashir fic but mainly just the same 20 favorites I saved to Instapaper, over and over :)

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predictably, given that i have just recently had a big medical thing with ongoing implications and am in the waiting zone for tests and am spending the whole upcoming week doing monitoring at home, and have overdone it this week, and have also come off of one of my medications that makes one of my chronic conditions stable in the past week also, but, having some emotions today!!!!! challenging!!!! body changes related to illness and being unfamiliar with yourself! hmmmmmm!!!!!!!

i'm in a stupid shoe dilemma (ankles/feet swollen??? just bigger than they used to be?) (might change with new medication?) (not sure if/when/what medication changes i'll have in the coming months and if they'll impact this at all?) (depends on outcomes and diagnoses from tests that i'm not sure when are even happening?) (christmas gift was going to be new walking boots which i am soooo grateful for bc mine don't fit anymore and i truly cherish a shoe to its death, but 1/2 size up and full size up of my current boots i've had since 2014 both too tight with arch support insoles in them?) (frustrations and unfamiliarities with my body and wanting to care for myself but not knowing HOW) (don't like that dot jpeg?) (now i feel like i'm getting a bad grade in christmas due to wanting to wishlist something really appreciative but also i'm somewhat out of my mind atm (full depth of this not especially detectable unless you See It due to various things) so making decisions challenging and also it is not within my current capabilities to go to a shop and try on boots and see which may actually fit me. also my boot situation might change as previously mentioned with medication!!!! but idk!)

anyway reality of the situation is that i can just explain this and ask if we can go to a shop together next year sometime when my hospital stuff is done and my condition is better managed and i have a better benchmark of what my body is going to be like. maybe it'll be like this, maybe it won't. which is the sensible option for a generous gift of nice walking boots to ensure that i will be able to wear them to death also. but also this does not align with the season and i want everybody to feel so happy which includes giving as well as receiving nice gifts as embodiments of love and care for each other. guy who gets a bit insane about birthdays and christmas voice. also aware that a lot of the situation is happening in my head and not in conversation with actual people involved yet. however. the circumstances. everyone will understand and be niceys, i just have anxiety and am somewhat in the horrors but also outwardly mostly functioning. once again issue which is happening in my brain and not the outwardly existing world. saturday 👍

it would appear that i am not doing the best job of managing my conditions atm. on one hand i am doing the best i can, on the other hand i am not as i have made my priorities more 'spend nice time making gifts so i can make the postage cutoffs' which does not need to be but i have made it somewhat at odds with the managing conditions things.

however. we stay silly. and reflecting and realising what i should do better, which i can theoretically apply. being disabled and chronically ill. challenging experience. really truly soo happy with what i've been making though and have been having such a nice time figuring them out and making them (:

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Neighborhood Entertainment

Marvel | Peter/Everybody

With little to do in suburbia, gatherings at the Stark household are a regular thing. The wives gather to gossip around plates of food while the husbands slip into the basement to catch the game. Or at least, that's what their wives think.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings and tags below

Warnings/tags: cheating, gangbang, phone sex, rough sex, double penetration, spit roasting

His phone lit up where it rested on the kitchen counter. Tony Stark with a groofy grin on his face under the too bright lights of the Vegas casino from his bachelor party greeted him. Steve swiped to answer the call and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey, Tony! What's up?"

"Stevie! Hope it's not too early for ya," Tony answered.

"Not at all. Me and the wife were just making breakfast." Steve smiled at Peggy as she looked over her shoulder at him. He inhaled the savory scent of thick cut bacon as she dropped it onto the hot pan.

"Perfect," Tony said. Steve frowned.

"Are you okay? You sound-" he stopped as he heard an unmistakable wet, gagging noise. Then a slurping sound.

"Hey Steve!" Peter's voice called, not far away, but not close enough to the phone either. Then the wet noises continued.

"H-hey, Pete..." Steve answered. He swallowed the flood of saliva in his mouth.

"Is everything okay?" Peggy asked.

"Yeah, of course." Steve gave her another smile. "Tony says Peter has a bit of a cold, that's all."

Tony snickered into the phone. "He certainly has something in his throat." He moaned luxuriously. Steve could just imagine them, Tony's hand combing through Peter's hair, but he never needed to pull the boy closer, not when Peter loved to gag on it. He bet his chin was soaked with spit and his back was arched and he's probably wearing nothing but Tony's T-shirt.

"Anyway," Tony sighed. "We called to invite you and the missus over this weekend. We're having one of our barbecues."

"We'll be there," Steve said quickly. Peter stopped his sucking to give a 'yay' only to get his mouth stuffed full again. Steve turned toward the kitchen counter to hide himself.

"Fantastic," Tony agreed. "Don't forget to bring a dish or at least something to throw on the grill."

"Who's grilling this time?"

"Oh, another barbecue?" Peggy asked. "That sounds lovely. The weather is supposed to be perfect this weekend."

"What did she say?" Tony asked, cruel little bastard that he was.

"She said the weather should be perfect," Steve said quickly. He tried not to flinch when his wife came closer. She brought her face right up to the phone.

"I can't wait to see you boys again! We'll bring that cod Peter liked the last time," she said.

Steve's heart beat in his ears. He assumed that was the reason the obscene noises stopped until he realized Tony must have noticed she was by the phone.

"That sounds great, Peg! I'll tell him."

"See you soon!"

"Can't wait!"

Peggy went back to the stove and Steve took a slow, deep breath. "You're grilling this time right?"

Tony laughed. "Yeah yeah, I've got these holes all to myself right now. Saturday, he's all yours."

Maybe it was wishful thinking, but he thought he heard Peter moan.

"Well, if that's all, we have preparations to make," Tony said coyly.

"Who else is coming?" Steve asked, refusing to let him hang up. Not while he could hear Peter's throat getting flossed. That boy was made for cock.

"Oh the usual gang. Bucky and Nat, Sam and Sharon. Happy said he might stop by."

"May's coming?"

"Definitely."

Steve closed his eyes and breathed through his nose. It was so much better when Peter's aunt was there. That wet squishing sound was already gonna make him come like a teenager. Thinking about Peter's mother figure in the next room was really making his head spin.

"Good boy," Tony purred. "You want Stevie to hear what a good job you do? What a good little cock sucker you are? Aw, that's so sweet, baby. He's looking at me with those eyes, Steve. He wants me to cum down his throat.

"Do it," Steve growled.

Tony chuckled. "Careful, big guy. You'll burn your flapjacks." Then he gasped and Steve knew too well what Tony sounds like when he cums. The way his breathing gets heavy, then stutters, that growling moan, and a sigh like he just sipped a cool drink on a hot day.

"What a good boy," Tony praised.

"Thank you, sir." Peter's voice, so ragged and cracking, the way he coughed a little after he spoke... Steve held it together but only just. He could wait for the weekend.

Peggy's hand touched his shoulder. Steve hoped he didn't look as horny as he really was as he looked at her. "Are you sure everything is okay?"

"Yeah," Steve smiled. "May's coming for the barbecue."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" She gave him a quick kiss that had him gripping the counter for support. He watched her turn away to tend to the bacon.

"Let me help you finish up. I'll just wash my hands." He hurried to the bathroom and turned on the sink. He splashed cold water on his face until his body cooled and dried off before returning to the kitchen.

Peggy stood there, arms crossed, watching him with a scowl.

"What's wrong?"

She pointed to the kitchen sink. "What's gotten into you this morning?"

Steve laughed. "Sorry, I'm just thinking about Peter's potato salad."

"I don't know what he does, but it's addictive isn't it?"

Steve grabbed the eggs from the fridge and joined his wife at the stove. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek, but in his mind he was replaying the phone call.

Smoke drifted up from the grill making the bright afternoon hazy. Tony picked up his tongs and turned over the chicken breasts, enjoying how they sizzled. He closed the grill and set the tongs aside just as two new faces came through the back fence.

"Hey! Steve, Peggy, you made it!" Tony greeted the couple. He crossed the grass to give Peggy a hug and Steve a firm pat on the shoulder.

"Thank you for inviting us," Peggy said politely. She offered him a plate wrapped in tin foil. Tony took it with a smile.

"Perfect! I'll pop this on the grill. It won't be long before we eat."

"I can't wait," Peggy said before interrupting herself. "Oh, Sharon and Natasha are already here!" She wandered away to join the other ladies as they sipped fresh lemonade under a canopy set up in the yard. A folding table was set up beneath, surrounded by chairs.

"Where's Peter?" Steve asked once she was gone.

"In between Bucky and Sam last I saw. Better go on before he gets tired."

Steve scoffed. "He's passed out before. He doesn't mind it."

Tony laughed. He started walking toward the house with Steve close to his side. "Are you kidding? We watch that one back all the time."

"You really gotta send me the footage."

"Nope. We've got one rule."

He opened the door to the basement. They passed the lounge where the TV blared the sports network in case the women came poking around. Through the door that only Tony had a key to, they found Peter.

His pretty little husband was caught in the middle of what looked like a fight to the death. Bucky pounded his ass, hands squeezing his thighs, pinning his legs to Bucky's chest. While Sam violated his throat, making it bulge big enough to be seen from the doorway. Peter's own dick was hard, but his orgasm was mercilessly trapped by the expertly tied rope that pulled his balls down and away from his body then came up to squeeze the base of his cock. His hands were pinned to the mattress beneath Sam's. The sounds he was making could make a monk cum in his robes. Tony was certainly struggling to hold it together, at least.

"Fuck," Steve swore.

Tony joined them on the bed. He pet Peter's chest, then he slid his hand down his belly, pressing down until he could feel Bucky's cock. Peter squealed, gurgling as he choked on Sam.

"That's my good boy," Tony cooed. "You're doing perfect, baby."

"One of you better move over," Steve snapped. He slipped off his belt and let it drop to the floor. He approached the bed, already taking himself out.

"Or what?" Bucky grinned. He stopped his furious fucking, to instead pound the boy with thrusts that shoved him up the bed and made him moan and grab at Sam's wrists for support.

"Move over," Steve growled.

"No fighting," Tony warned. "There's plenty of room for everybody. You two will just have to cuddle."

"Excuse me?" Steve snapped.

Bucky laughed. He bent Peter's knees to put his legs around him and leaned forward hands up by Peter's head.

"There's room for two."

"You sure?" Steve looked at Peter, then at Tony.

"Hey, Pete?" Sam let go of one of Peter's hands as he wiggled his fingers in answer. "Steve and Bucky want to DP you. How's that sound?" Peter gave a thumbs up.

Tony grinned. "See, he wants it."

"Hell," Steve swore. He climbed onto the bed behind Bucky, between both his and Peter's legs. He shoved Bucky forward to get better leverage, but he didn't complain. It took some maneuvering, but he had no trouble stuffing the head of his cock into Peter's already stuffed hole.

Peter whined beautifully, the sound growing whimpery like a puppy the more Steve pushed his way inside him. Sam stopped his throat fucking to let him breathe and to watch what Steve was doing.

"Fuck- shit," Peter gasped. Tony bent down and kissed his neck. "Please please please-" he started to beg.

"Not yet," Tony said. His hand stroked Peter's chest again. "Be a good toy."

Peter nodded weakly, voice gone like Steve was pushing into his throat. "Yes," he gasped.

"That's my good boy."

Steve reached around Bucky with one hand to hold Peter's hip. The other hand held Bucky's shoulder.

"You ready, sweetheart?" Bucky asked.

"Yeah, please," Peter gasped. He moaned as Steve started to move, the sound turning into pathetic whimpers and gasped pleas. He looked entirely lost and helpless, hanging limply off of both of their cocks.

"Better quiet him down before we're interrupted," Sam said. He stuffed Peter's mouth full of cock again while everyone laughed.

"I better check on the food," Tony said "I'll be back in a bit. Take care of my boy."

"Oh yeah, there's a barbecue happening," Bucky laughed.

"Won't be long before it's time to eat," Tony said from the doorway. He shut the door and locked it behind him. He checked to make sure he was presentable before heading back outside.

He took his place at the grill. The wives were still chatting away. Up until Sharon tapped his shoulder.

"Hey, we're out of lemonade. You don't mind if I run inside for a second do you?"

"Uh," Tony hesitated, thinking it through as fast as he could. "Why don't you man the grill and I'll grab it?"

"Sorry, but the last grill I touched burst into flames," she laughed.

Natasha stepped in behind him. "I've got it. Go get us drinks, big guy." He nudged him out of the way with her hip. Tony looked at her for a moment. He could see it in her eyes. That son of a bitch, what did Bucky tell her?

Tony went inside, admittedly sweating. He grabbed another cold pitcher of lemonade from the fridge, barely stopping to enjoy the sweet sounds coming from the basement. She wouldn't say anything to the others would she?

He went back outside and brought the pitcher to the table, beneath the shade of the canopy. "Pretty day, huh?" he said.

"It's beautiful," Peggy agreed.

"Thanks, Tony." Sharon poured herself another glass.

Tony went back to the grill. Natasha just smiled and shook her head. She patted his shoulder. "Boys will be boys, right?"

Tony raised his eyebrows, completely speechless.

"They're happy. They have good relationships." She pointed at the house. "That keeps them where I know where they are. They go anywhere else-" she snapped the tongs at Tony's crotch and he jumped. She laughed.

Tony swallowed. "Yes, ma'am."

"You're kinda cute when you're nervous."

"I'm flattered, but I'm married."

She laughed again. "Keep it that way."

She went back to the table, leaving Tony stunned. At least she knew her way around a grill.

It wasn't long before Bucky came outside. He stretched and breathed in the fresh air looking like he'd just left a spa. Nat gave him a kiss and pulled him down to sit beside her. He rested his arm along the back of her chair, the pair of them the portrait of a happy marriage. Sam followed right after, greeting the group with an 'evening ladies.'

Then Happy entered the gate. Tony took his plate of very much store bought cookies and set them with the rest of the food.

"Is May here, yet?" he asked, eyes searching the yard.

"Nope, you've still got time. Come on." Tony led him up to the house.

"Oh, good good. How's Peter?"

"He's great. He's really gotten into gardening lately."

"I noticed that!" Happy said as they entered the locked room. "Those tulips are stunning by the way," he said to Peter.

Peter smiled, looking up at him with head hanging off the bed. Steve was taking his time, riding his ass with deep, lazy thrusts.

Happy pulled his cock from his pants and joined the party. "Let's make it quick, kid. Your aunt's gonna be here any minute."

Peter opened his mouth and obediently sucked as Happy put his cock inside. He didn't have a lot of leverage, but he never lacked enthusiasm. Happy stood over him, letting Peter do the work, while he toyed with his nipples to make him whine, playing him like an instrument.

"God," Steve sighed.

"He's pretty isn't he?" Happy agreed. "Fuck, I never last long in this kid's mouth."

Peter reached up to play with Happy's balls, getting him worked up and on the edge in no time.

"He fucking squeezes when you pinch them like that," Steve groaned.

"Yeah, like this?" Happy pinched Peter's nipples until he whimpered. Steve moaned. "What a good boy. Let's get another load in you, kid. You know you need it."

Peter moaned. Steve fucked him faster, the week of build up finally catching him to him as he listened to suck that cock. He squeezed his waist, putting bruises above the ones Bucky had left on his nips, and came as deep as he could get, adding to the mess already inside him. He could see Peter's cock jump against his belly, desperately trying to cum with him. It almost had him going back for another round.

Happy took his cock from his mouth to jack off over his face. Peter laid still, mouth open and tongue out. He moaned along with Happy as he came all over his face. Then he sucked the tip clean for him.

"Good boy," Tony praised. "Get dressed, I'll grab the guys for the finale." He hurried back outside, eager to let go of what had been building since that morning. Especially since Peter spent the morning between his legs like the persuasive little brat he was. He just couldn't wait to have cock in his mouth even though he knew neither of them would be getting off for hours.

"Hey, fellas! The game's almost over!" He called to the group. They immediately disengaged from their wives and started up the lawn, making half baked excuses about not wanting to miss the final play. The women rolled their eyes and laughed fondly as they watched them go back inside the house.

Tony all but ran back inside. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, leaving both hanging. Everyone gathered around the bed and watched as Tony stuck his cock inside his husband, feeling the cum already inside him.

"Please," Peter moaned.

"Begging already, baby? You know you're not done yet." Tony fucked him hard and deep, lost in the perfect squeeze of his ass. Peter's cock was turning sore and red. He couldn't resist giving it a stroke. Peter screamed and clawed at the bed. Bucky was the quickest to jump forward and cover his mouth.

"Shh, sweetheart. They'll think we're torturing you."

"Might as well be," Steve said. "Look how much he loves it, though."

"He's such a good toy," Tony agreed. "Just a chew toy for all the men in the neighborhood, aren't you?"

Peter nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good boy." Tony stroked his cock again, before beginning to unwrap him.

"Please please please," Peter gasped.

"Use your big boy words," Tony mocked. He pulled the rope free. It was a visible change as blood rushed to further fill out his election. It must have hurt.

"Please, sir," Peter moaned. "Please can I cum, can I cum for you sir, please-"

"Cum."

Bucky's hand nearly covered his whole face as it clamped around his mouth. The rest of the room clapped and cheered. Peter screamed, back arching, cum spraying like a hose, making a mess of himself from his head down to his thighs. And he kept cumming while Tony kept fucking him, far longer than it should be possible.

"That's our boy," Sam praised.

"Fuck, Peter. That was gorgeous," Steve said.

Bucky took his hand away. Peter's face was red and sweaty. He whimpered as Tony continued to fuck him. His hands searched the bed and ended up with one hand holding Tony's and the other holding Bucky's.

"He's already getting hard again," Happy commented.

Tony was beyond words, merely panting as he fucked him, chasing his orgasm while Peter mewled beneath him. He wrapped a hand around Peter's spent cock and found it still half swollen. Peter whined pitifully at the touch, it was clearly painful but no less pleasurable for it at this point.

"Please please please please," he begged again.

Tony waited until he was on the edge. "Cum," he growled, filling Peter's ass himself, cumming hard and so much that he felt the mixture of fluids squishing out onto his jeans. He swore and bent his head to give Peter a kiss as the boy tried to keep quiet and still helplessly whimpered. The room burst into further applause.

Everyone filtered out only for Steve to return a moment later. He cleared his throat.

"Hey, Pete. Your aunt's here," he announced.

Peter blinked at him with wet eyes. "Can you tell her I'm sick?"

Steve laughed. "No, I was thinking of telling her that her nephew got gangbanged by the whole town."

Peter narrowed his eyes. "Don't you upset May."

"He's just teasing," Tony laughed. "We'll have a quick shower and we'll be right out."

"You got it." Steve shut the door and left them alone.

Tony kissed him and held him in his arms. "How are you feeling?"

Peter smiled and rubbed his face against Tony's shirt. Tony feigned disgust.

"You're the cum bucket, not me," he complained.

Peter smiled. "You're gonna have to carry me. I don't think I can walk."

[just-1-lonely-person]

Villain took in a deep breath. They never imagined that entering a gym would be that... scary....

But they had to. Recently, hero has been way too close to them during fighting. And we'll...Villains physical strength was...lacking. They realized that they couldn't only rely on their gadgets anymore, since hero has already figured out how to disarm most of them and there were only so many gadgets villain could create.

They had decided to go to the gym and a little stronger, so they could at least defend themselves a little in battle.

But now, standing Infront of the big building, they felt small and weak. Everybody in there was probably ripped and could probably lift the villain with one finger. They were probably super scary and mean and listened to loud music and we're probably tattooed from head to toe and drove motorcycles-

They noticed very quickly that they were overthinking. There were no motorcycles in sight, and the person who talked to them on the phone yesterday had been very kind. It couldn't be that bad.

They pulled at the door and entered, already shaking. At the end of the hallway was another door, behind that was the reception. They could see a young lady sitting at the desk through the glass door.

The lady greeted them with a warm smile, pointing to the hallway with the changing rooms. "Villain, yes? Please go get ready. Your coach will be here in a minute.'

Villain could only nod, going to the changing rooms. When they got out, another person was standing at the reception.

The guy turned around, scanning villain over. "Hello, your here to build up some strength yes?"

"Yes."

Something about that guy seemed familiar, but after they introduced themselves to each other and they went to the gym hall, the feeling eased a little.

Their coach, however, figured villain out immediately. Hero hadn't expected to see villain at a place like this. They usually kept their distance. Maybe they were planning to fight?

Well, that didnt matter right now. All that mattered was how adorable villain looked while trying out the exercises hero had given them. How they looked so shy and uncertain and how they looked up to hero, asking if they were doing the exercise right.

They looked so innocent. They just couldn't believe that this was the villain. But well, it was.

Villain didn't try to hide their identity as much as the hero did, since they never entered the battle field where people could see them.

But hero had gotten very close to them the last time they fought and had seen their face pretty clearly.

After an hour the villain was done. They let out a sigh of relief. "That was exhausting."

The hero laughed. "It's supposed to be. But after a while it gets better, don't worry."

Villain took a big sip out of their water bottle. They were proud of themselves. Their coach was so nice, even though they had looked at home oddly at first. "Are you gonna be here on Tuesday too?", they asked quietly. Was is an appropriate question? It wasn't weird right?

"Yup. Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday on the afternoons. And then in the morning on Saturday."

Villain felt a sudden surge of confidence. "Well, then I'll see you next Tuesday then!" They smiled and started to go to the changing rooms, one hand in the air, waving.

"See you then", the hero smiled back. Maybe they should come a bit closer to their nemesis in a fight in a few weeks, just too see if their strength improved.

That was the only reason, of course.

---

I was so scared of the gym the first time i went lmao

[tamtuliko]

Thoughts collected

4 minutes addition

So... tomorrow's is Friday. Finally, the end of the week. Unfortunately, I'm unable to watch the ep. 6 till Saturday morning, as I live in Japan and we are a few hrs forward, to put it simply while ep. 6 will be premiered. I'll be dreaming about this:

Seriously, does anyone move from this scene?? Cause my dumbest didn't, and I'm not sure I'll ever be. Look, I'm still thinking about Alex and Henry's scene on deck. These two were so cutesy and shit.

Sorry, I suddenly lost myself.

What I was saying is that it's really hard to move from the scene when the shit is happening in the series.

So I need to word vomit here.

I need to ask first:

Okay... let's see what we've got so far:

Great's timeline

Probably Tyme's timline

Tonklas timeline

In Greats timeline, he goes cardiac arrest at 11 o'clock. How he got at hospital we don't know. Yes, we saw him getting shot and bla bla bla, but don't forget this is after he re-do shit. Saved woman and this woman became his end. And dot forget, she is also his begging. She is the first re-do Great did. In his timeline we don't know what happened to Tyme. Is he alive running to Great? Or is he dying somewhere.

Tymes' timeline is more complicated cause we've seen Greats POV so far. I guess we will see Tymes from the next episode, and then we will have culmination. But just guess: Tymes plan was to get Great, I don't know fall in love or just befriend him and use him against his family or just use him for information, but he fall in love and that's where all shit goes down. In the end, we see Tyme run and his bloody nose appear and dissappear, I think we are shown 2 timelines, one is Greats, and another one is Tymes. Which is which hell knows. With Greats re-do, Tyme saved Nan and all good, but in Tymes timeline, nothing has changed, I think. The bloody nose in ep. 5 and Tyme being shot in ep. 1 can be seen as evidence. The place where he is shot looks like where illegal casino or Greats Fathers whearhouse is.

Tonklas timeline, the easy one, this kid got some serious problems. He went for revenge, his little brother never was saved, he was neglected by Korn, got new man, and became a murderer. I think his and Tymes' timeline can be seen as the same. Without Greats re-do. Don't get me wrong, I'm pretty interested in how his character gonna help and how his choices gonna help the timelines and the world's, but his story is really boring for me. I am stunned by Fuaiz (Tonkla), he is a great actor, he does everything really well, but Tonkla as a character for me af this moment is very boring and just I don't know... I can't see him fitting.

So

Great goes cardiac arrest, Tyme runs to him

Tonkla killes Title, who killed his little brother

Tyme is shot while somewhere, maybe trying to save Nan.

2 and 3 can be same timelines. Great is still going to cardiac arrest.

And here is the main thing, if this is some suspense/ supernatural series, the worlds will collide, and we will have one timeline, everybody surviving or dying.

Like in 1 Tyme will experience the other Tymes' feelings and maybe even see all the shit. Again, I don't know about Tonkla. How is he fitting in this story? I can't wait to see it, really. Great is already experiencing different timelines, so we will se if he survives.

Wild guess, after watching Bible and Jes rehearsal for 1st meeting. It was like they were in the same place, but they couldn't reach each other, typical parallel worlds and different timelines. It was the same act in teaser as well. They met, fought, fell in love, separated, and in the end, they died.

One of them for sure will die. Or both of them. Bible in his interview said that a happy ending depends on person, how we see it. For someone, it can be these two surviving and continuing loving and living. For some, it can be them meeting again afterlife. Let's not forget that death is not the end, Albus Dumbledore said: "After all, to the well-organised mind, death is but the next great adventure".

I hope for a better end, but... they are going to be together in everytimelime, parallel , and the afterlife.

I don't know a shit.

I'm sleep deprived, and I need to see Jes being bullied by Bible.

Sorry if I didn't make a sense.

The whole series doesn't make sense anymore. Yet I'm still here, in my 10000 rewatch.

Also:

Is that dimples I see there??

Soft, soft, soft

These two kisses were everything. Tyme is scared, nervous, and unsure. You can see it in his eyes, Jes, the actor you are 😍

Sorry, I just love this baby girl.

See you on Saturday. I am fucking working on that day, I'm gonna get myself ship home if continue being distracted 😆btw...

[hotarutranslations]

Kiso, Congrats On Graduating!

Kiso,

Congrats on graduating~~~🩵🪽

June 10th, At the center of everyone and at the center of attention, Kiso really was the main character today

It was really beautiful..🩵

The way it started was, Too!!!!!!! cute, Hearts shining on the side was cute too, And it was genius to be able to hold them!!! Everyone waving them was too cute

(Please let me know Tsubaki fans, with this, was it the same set for the tour, was this how the tour started?)

(Whichever it was, it really, felt like it was the shape of Niinuma Kisora, I'm sure she did a good job with suggestions and such, thanks for your hard work)

It was like it was telling a fairytale…right?

From beginning to end…

The last costume she wore, a dress that went right down the middle, It reallyyyy suit her

Kiso, was a princess~~🥹🩵

Really from the beginning to the end,

Since I got to see all of the cuteness, Of the idol Niinuma Kisora in Tsubaki Factory, In a few hours,

On the contrary,

It looked like she was prepared to do it for the last time, I thought it was cool

Whenever we talk, The impression that she is a funny girl wins out← I was able to meet her before the performance today as well but! Was she happy to meet with me or not, She gave a reaction that was difficult to understand🧐 lol

I'm happy that we met lol

She told me, Ishida-san, you cut your hair~ I said, as expected, I can't do twin tails But I thought Kiso would be in twin tails surely today🩵🪽

It was funny but,

She looked cool on stage today as well!

At the last part in Atashi Rhythm, I like it every time, its super cool

Rikoriko, Risamaru, Kishimon, Kiki-chan,

Everyone was also cool

Maybe because I've watched them since their formation, It didn't feel like time was passing so much But everyone has really become older sisters,

The Little Camellia's are also really cool

The 3 new members are certainly fresh,

I felt the depth of Tsubaki Factory

Also with the presence of Niinuma Kisora, Her singing voice, appearance, funniness and as a leader, There are various things, definitely, That she has engraved into Tsubaki Factory so, I hope that you're aware, of the magnitude of you've done--!

.🤨👏🏻

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Thank you for your hard work today at your Budoukan performance, everyone in Tsubaki🪽

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We're challenging a new festival stage❤️‍🔥 Absolutely, Definitely, Thank you for your support❤️‍🔥

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Kiso, I don't know if you will go out to eat with me, next time we meet may be on the job? At that time, thank you very much for your support everyone? lol

Thank you for always loving me🩵 I also love Kiso🩵 I cherish you🩵

May your future be happy and healthy🩵

see you ayumin <3

[lover-girl-estxx]

Dance Class

Nate x reader (N34 R34)/ can be read as part two to honey dos

Fluff

*not my gif*

I had me and Nate's newest Diaz Hailey strapped to my chest while I did 5 year old Nova's light makeup "do Pink!" "Pink?" I smiled as she nodded "okay!". "you like it?" I flipped the mirror to her "Yes!!" she smiled "i'm gonna go sit with your dad, okay?" "okay!" I kissed her cheek, she kissed her sisters head "love you" she added "love you"

When I walked out Nate's parents were there and about 20 guys along with Abel sitting in between Nick and Nate. "give me that baby!" Melissa said I smiled handing her Hailey, "I gave you 5 tickets how'd you all get in?" I asked Nate he smiled "100 bucks does a lot" he said as I sat next to him, he wrapped his arm around me "you brought the whole gym" I smiled up at him "not even close" he laughed. "why don't you tell mom about going to the gym today!" Nate said "oh yeah! I tapped out a 12 year old! Uncle Nick got it on video " 9 year old Abel said "great job bubba!" I smiled "thanks!".

Nova came out on stage smiling "whys does my beautiful 5 year old need that much makeup?" Nate said "shh. She loves it" I smiled up at him, he kissed my head before looking back to the stage watching her do her hip-hop dance. After her song most of the family's lightly clapped not Nate, all the guys stood up cheered. "Nate! it's not a fight" I said laughing while clapping all the people now turned to us, Nate tapped Abel for him to stand up.

"i'm gonna go get her" I told him "k we'll meet you in the parking lot" he kissed my cheek, "you want me to take her?" I asked Nate's mom "no it's okay!" she smiled. "great job My Love!" I smiled, then picked her and hugged her tight "thank you!" "go get your bag! everyone's waiting for you" she smiled wider running to grab her bag. "Daddy!" she yelled running to her dad, he picked her up "hi princess! Great job!" "thank you!" she smiled "I got you something!" he opened his truck door and handed her flowers "they're Pink! My favorite!".

We loaded all the kids in the truck then went home everybody joining us. "here sweetheart" Nick said handing Nova a stuffed purple bear "thank you uncle Nick!" she smiled, almost everyone gave Nova a little something and she couldn't be happier. "come on you have to help me!" she said pulling Killshot from the table to help her with something in her room.

"I'm gonna head out" Chris said while holding Hailey "so who wants her?" He added "I can take her" Nate said thanking Nate as Chris laid her in her dad's arms "hi sweet girl" Nate whispered and kissed her head. "Mom" Abel said coming up to me "yeah bub?" I said rubbing his hair "i'm hungry" "okay come on I'll make dinner" I smiled.

Most of the guys left only about 8 guys were here now, I make Nova and Abel a plate and set it at their outdoor table. "you guys all hungry?" I asked putting a plate in front of Nate "yeah!" They all said "okay I'll make you guys a plate" "no no! We'll make our plates don't worry about it" Nick (friend) said "you sure?" "Yeah!". "Want me to take her while you eat?" I asked Nate my hand on his shoulder "no baby," he stood up pushing me to sit in the empty chair across from him other arm still holding Hails "you relax and eat" he pushed his plate in front of me "I'll make another" "you sure?"he kissed my head "yeah baby" "thanks" he kissed my lips.

I laid a sleeping Hailey into her bassinet next to our bed, when I looked up to see Abel in the doorway. "Hey love" I put my hand on his back pushing him out the door and closing the bedroom door "uncle Nick gave me his phone you want to see the video?" "Yeah!" I smiled. "That's awesome, me and your sisters will come to the gym some time this week !" I said "that would be great!" He smiled.

Walking into the living room, Nate had Nova who was in pajamas hair in a bun in his lap taking a makeup wipe to her face. It was Saturday so UFC Saturday, and my husband was sitting on the couch watching to guys try and kill each other but also lightly taking off his daughters dance makeup. Nick moved to the side for me to sit "thanks" I smiled, which he returned, Abe in between me and Nick. "Daddy?" Nova said "yeah honey?" Nate said looking to her "which one do we like?" she asked about the fighters "the guy in the green" Abel said " the guy in the blue" Nate said at the same time "bet on it" Abel said "5 bucks?" "20!" "okay" Nate laughed and shook his head.

"pay up!" Abel yelled Nick laughed, "whatever" Nate laughed handing him a 20 "I should bet more!" Abel said I shook my head. Nova was curled into Nate's chest dead asleep "you want me to put her to bed?" I asked "no I want as much cuddles I can get from her" he whispered and kissed her head I smiled. Abel on the other hand, was on the edge of his seat Nick the same. They were talking back and fourth about the fight on the TV. Nate wrapped his arm that wasn't around Nova around me kissing my head. My eye's started to get heavy when crying came from the baby cam, I went to get up "no i'll get her and lay Nova down" Nate said "oh okay".

"hi sweetgirl, what's wrong" I hear through the cam as he picked her up kissing her head, "huh?" rocking her back and fourth "oh my god" he said "you need a diaper change". "can I stay the night at uncle Nicks?" Abel asked "yeah if it's okay with him" okay!" he smiled. I as under Nate's arm again as the fight went on, falling asleep.

I woke up to being lifted off the couch "mmm" I sighed "shh" Nate whispered before laying me in our bed getting in next to me, his arms wrapped around my waist and I turned in his arms. Mine going around his neck "night baby" he whispered and kissed my forehead "night"

[tomatosoupgroup]

screenshot saturday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

so uhh

this'll be a short one

sorryyyyyyy

I DO HAVE STUFF FOR YOU THOUGH

for example....

you might be wondering what the hell this is

this is a background for the visual novel aspect of the game!

well, an unfinished one.

i based it off this screenshot i took off google maps!

some of the things i need to add are

well

pretty much everything lol

but let's be more specific:

you see how in mine, all the textures seem flat, while in the real photo, the textures are defined?

bit funky innit

the thing is uh. i have no idea how to add texture like this in pixel art.

ive tried many times and it just looks really bad lmao

so i've done some research, and i think what i'm looking for are called "clusters"

never heard of those before

also whenever i look up a tutorial for drawing them they just basically say "just draw these funny shapes!" and i'm like "okay but wHERE. YOU CANNOT JUST TELL ME TO DO THING. I NEED CONTEXT FOR THING. OOGA BOOGA BANG ROCK WITH STICK"

completely unrelated but i've noticed that whenever i get two ads on youtube, i can't skip them both at once

like when i press the skip ad button, it just goes to the next ad

don't know if this is only happening to me but it is REALLY annoying

fuck you youtube

i suppose i should dedicate the end of my post to the project itself.

ANOTHER QNA!

Q: Will you charge money for the game?

A: Complicated question.

this game is the epitome of a passion project in my eyes. it is a story i am telling not for any of my own personal gain, but simply because i feel like it is a story that needs to be told.

but enough of all this sappy shit, i'll just explain it simply:

when this game eventually comes out, i will either:

a: open the game up to donations (like the "name your price" thing), the majority of which will go to charity and anyone who helps on the project or

b: make the game 100% free.

Q: Do you accept fanart of the characters?

A: UH

YEAH????

if you draw my characters i will literally go bonkers /pos style

i unfortunately don't have an official ref sheet for any of them yet, but i'll be able to provide substitutes if asked

i think it would be cool to feature some of the fanart in the credits! (with permission from the artists, of course!) but that may take up too much space so i'll have to think it over.

tldr i fucking love fanart

Q: What about NSFW?

A: ...

Okay.

Listen.

I HIGHLY advise against it. I'm a minor and that's just like. weird.

Even after I turn 18, it'll still be weird because they were characters I first drew up when I was 16.

but at the same time, i accept that this is the internet, and that some gooner supremo will eventually stumble across this game :/

so i just have one definitive request.

PLEASE

FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

DO NOT INCLUDE CHARACTERS WHO ARE UNDER 18

for example:

You may remember Silhouette.

they are CANONICALLY 13.

so like. keep them out of it.

i don't care if they're "just a character". you could say my fist is "just a body part" right before i bash your face in

if you want, i can provide the ages for any character you ask. i have a whole spreadsheet!

so please.

anyways that's gonna do it for today

to everybody who isn't youtube: i love you and thank you for being here

i will see you next week!

[yelenasdiary]

Blog Update

Please take a moment to have a read of what's going on for me and what to expect in the coming weeks xx

My 2 week break from my course is over as of tomorrow so my attention now needs to be put back onto my study work so I don't fall behind.

This doesn't really change anything on here besides the time I have to write. I'm in class every Monday from 9am to 4pm & every Tuesday from 9am to 12pm. I also work every Tuesday & Wednesday night and every second Saturday.

I still have a few requests to work through and I know this can be disappointing and frustrating for those waiting and waiting for their request to be posted, I'm getting there, I promise. I mostly only have smut requests left to do.

I do most of my writing on Thursdays to Sunday if I'm not going anything else but I do have a few things coming up within the next 2 weeks that might make things slower. Don't worry though, I am still trying my best to keep everybody happy.

Fics -

As annoying as this, I have put all my fic series on hold. I just want to get the requests done. When I see the amount of them in my asks, it stresses me out sometimes and I am a huge people pleaser so I rather keep everybody happy so yeah.

I am all having thoughts of just deleting Forbidden. It's going no where, that's the truth. I had ideas for it but I literally just can no put them to paper so 🤷🏻‍♀️

I want to bring The Third Widow to an end, not sure how or when I'll do that but I think that series is finished as far as ideas go.

21 Questions, I really want to keep writing but it's also not the style of fic I want. At the time, yeah it was but now thinking about it, it's not giving me the idea and concept I original had for it, so Idk what I am doing with that right now.

Requests -

Like I said before, I still have a fair few left, mostly smut. I'm working through them and when I do open my requests again, I will only be taking 10-15 at a time.

Sorry for the long read but theres an update. Much love 💜

[callsigndragon]

Yesterday I stood in front of my grandma's coffin. It's red. Different. Outstanding.

Just like she was.

Everybody remembers her as the funny woman she was. She was always smiling. It didn't matter how many bad moments she went through during her life. She always kept smiling.

She used to say 'that everything could be fixed but death'. And I just nodded not understanding the real meaning behind her words.

My grandma lost her youngest daughter 21 years ago. My aunt was only 25. She was sick, and maybe depressed, because she didn't try to fight against it. She let the illness win. Grandma knew the pain of losing someone you love, someone you've brought into this world. That's why she knew that everything could be fixed, but death.

That was the last day my grandma cried. She was only 50. And she couldn't shed tears. It's like they've dried out.

It has been raining since she passed away. Funny, isn't it? It's the only thing I can keep thinking about.

That and how she appeared in my dreams the night before she left. Look, I don't believe in the supernatural things you see on TV, but I've had my fair share of 'experiences' to know that those who are gone, come to us from time to time. My aunt visited me this last Halloween. My mom posted on Facebook and told her sister to 'come pay us a visit' (i don't use this social media so it was impossible for me to know that she wrote that). She touched my neck on the 30th. Then pushed a door I was leaning to on the 31th. She pay a visit to me, her favorite niece. She used to say that i had 'apple cheeks', and called me that as a term of endearment.

That's why I knew that dreaming about my grandma wasn't a coincidence. I don't usually dream with relatives or friends. If i do, it usually means something.

In this dream, it was my grandma's funeral. We were sitting in the car, and she was next to me. Nobody else but me could see her. She was smiling, she had a peaceful expression. She was free. But only I could see her. When i woke up, i knew that she would be gone before the day ended. And I was right.

I talked about this with my mom yesterday, when we were left alone with the coffin (it was closed all the time, don't worry). My mom smiled at my words and said: "She came to say goodbye to the person she loved most in the whole world"

Grandma I know you can't read English, so I'll switch to Spanish now.

Gracias por darme fuerzas para seguir adelante cuando pensaba que todo estaba perdido. (Thanks for giving me the strength to fight when I thought everything was lost)

Eres una de las principales razones por las que no me rendí. (You're one of the main reasons why I didn't give up)

Sé que estás cuidando de Nani ahora. Has cuidado durante muchos años de nosotros. Gracias. Gracias por ser mi ángel. Gracias por decir que soy la nieta más guapa de la ciudad. Gracias por estar orgullosa de mi, aún cuando yo no creía merecerlo. Gracias por hacerme reír. Por tus abrazos. Por tus besos. Por tus tartas de galletas y tu pollo frito. Por los sábados de tacos. Por ser la luz de mi vida.

Gracias por ser mi abuela.

Te quiero. Siempre.

I know you are taking care of Nani (my aunt) now. You have taken care of us for many years. Thanks. Thanks for being my angel. Thank you for saying that I am the most beautiful granddaughter in the city. Thank you for being proud of me, even when I didn't think I deserved it. Thanks for making me laugh. For your hugs. For your kisses. For your homemade pies and your fried chicken. For taco Saturdays. For being the light of my life.

Thanks for being my grandma.

I love you. Always.

[redhairedgirl95]

All that glitters is not gold

Chapter 7 - It could work

Sometimes doing one's duty is not so bad.

Hello, winx lovers <3 <3

Thank you all for the feedbacks <3

I can't wait to read what you think about this particular chapter :3

Not many notes, just ...: - Everybody should listen to Griffin. ALWAYS. - Radius ... he's fallen pretty (sorry, beautifully) hard - Luna is not there yet, but she will be

See you at the next update! I'm not sure I'll be able to publish next Saturday, since I'll be away on holiday (finally), so ... see you in one or two weeks! <3 <3 <3

[kalux-sims]

Still brainstorming for my Pride month stuff. There are four Saturdays, but if I'm inspired and productive enough, I might squeak a fifth thing in on Friday 6/30.

I've already finished the ALL Clothes For ALL Kids thing and decided I don't have the gumption to do hair too. It's just too many parts.

Next will probably be beards for AFAB sims, though I don't know if they have to be stubble only or if meshed beards can be a thing.

Then, maybe for the last thing, undies for EveryBody. Packers and binders. Bras/bralettes and gaffs. All kinds of stuff.

...but that's only three things and I'm aiming for 4-5. Hmm. I don't think I have the time or energy to learn to do top surgery overlays. I can probably only manage one EveryBody project in a month. I'm still disappointed in myself for not keeping up with that whole thing, but I'm happy that others have embraced my fat trans bodyshapes.

Anyway, I'm hoping to make a statement with each download post next month. The ALL Kids post will be about trans kids. This is such a scary time for them, being targeted by vile politicians. The AFAB beards post will be about visibility, gender expression, etc. The undies one might also be about visibility, and how some of us are affirmed most by what you can't see.

I'm still considering doing an "egg" themed set. Eggs are people who haven't yet realized they're trans. It's a very common thing for trans people and enbies to dress in certain ways, especially in our teens. AFAB eggs often wear loose shirts and men's pants and shoes. AMAB eggs tend to dabble in somewhat femme styles, especially "as a joke" or at Halloween, because it's often less safe for AMAB people to openly express femininity than it is for AFAB people to be any degree of masc. How I'll translate that for sims, I'm not 100% sure yet.

So maybe that's all four weeks? Thoughts? Suggestions?