#soon soon sooooon guys

[writingonleaves]

reckless driving au - playlist

some songs i've been listening to as i create this world / get into our lovely characters' heads (:

*will be updated as i keep writing

reckless driving by lizzy mcalpine and ben kessler

carousel by 5 seconds of summer

on the page by maggie rogers

sarah's place by zach bryan and noah kahan

nj by chelsea cutler

amelie by gracie abrams

cherry by harry styles

is that alright? by lady gaga

older by lizzy mcalpine

sunflower by rex orange county

imgonnagetyouback by taylor swift

i'm still your boy by luke hemmings

vortex by lizzy mcalpine

close to you by gracie abrams

anywhere with you by maggie rogers

i still do by maggie rogers

wildest dreams by taylor swift

lunch by billie eilish

everywhere, everything by noah kahan ft. gracie abrams

forever by noah kahan

jersey giant by evan honer and julia digrazia

the other side of the door by taylor swift

all of the girls you loved before by taylor swift

city of stars from la la land by ryan gosling and emma stone

[scuderiamh]

home || n. de vries x reader

pairing: nyck de vries x reader request: yes / no summary: after a trip away with friends, your house never felt more like a home. word count: 950 warnings: child has a decided name.

sitting in by your flight's gate and surrounded by tired, hustling people rushing to and fro, you only had one thing on your mind.

two things, actually. but in the same category. your fiancé and your daughter. 

the joy the two of them brought you was unreal, but that also meant the amount that you missed them while they weren't present was just as unbelievable. you enjoyed your trip away, certainly. as much as you loved them the break was nothing if not much needed, and the time weekend spent away on some white sanded beach with a few of your closest friends could not have been any more enjoyable. but now after flight one of two home you were more than ready to fall into nyck's arms and hold little tess for hours and hours. 

your flight was boarding in just under fifteen minutes. luckily, it was a short one. so, you should be home within four hours. and considering the time now, you didn't expect much communication until you see them face-to-face... that is until your phone lit up with a facetime call from the contact titled “nyckie 💙” 

you wasted no time in connecting your headphones and accepting the call, only to be greeted with a close-up on your 10-month-old's face -- her very awake face. before you could say anything, the camera tilted to the side to show part of nyck's face. 

“shouldn't you guys be asleep?” you asked, attempting to be stern. but you couldn't hide the smile at the sight of them. the camera had since returned back to tess, but with your question nyck set up the camera against something, showing that they were both on your bed, laying down and now facing his phone.

“tess couldn't sleep,” nyck responded, a hand resting lightly on her back. “too excited, i suppose.”

“tess, or you?” you teased.

he grinned, watching you with a look in his eyes you'll never get tired of. “both?”

“uh huh.” you scoffed lightheartedly, switching the phone from one of your hands to another. “you should sleep. both of you.”

“but we want to stay up for you!”

“absolutely not.” you gasped. “you'll ruin her sleep schedule entirely, nyck!”

“but she misses you.” he pouted. “isn't that right, tessie?”

tess only babbled in response, making you deadpan at the whole exchange. this should've come as no shock, really. nyck had been wrapped around your finger since day one and then around little tessie's the moment she was born. this behavior was just about expected. 

you sighed. “let her sleep if she falls asleep, yeah?”

“yes, ma'am.” he responded with a grin, repositioning himself yet again as he sat up, took tess into his arms, and held the camera with one hand. “isn't your flight boarding pretty soon?”

“yeah.” you nodded. “few minutes, actually.”

“you hear that, dropje?” nyck whispered to tess, sounding about an octave higher. he placed a light kiss to the top of her head. “sooooon.”

you giggled, shaking your head. “i miss you guys.”

as soon as nyck began to respond, tess' babbling increased, muffling his response. making both of you guys giggle again. 

“think that's her way of saying she misses you too, hm?” 

“or a please don't ruin my sleep schedule, dad.” you chided softly.

“hey.” he gave you a pointed look, feigning offense at your light jab. 

you only smiled. before you could say anything else to him, a loud voice interrupted -- the airport announcer. your flight was beginning to board. you perked up immediately.

“hey, nyck? i've gotta go. flight's boarding.”

“okay.” he smiled. “stay safe, schat. love you.”

“love you too. and you also, tess.”

the last thing you saw was him picking up her tiny hand to wave at the camera before you hung up. 

by the time you'd landed, picked up your luggage, and took the uber home it was near 4:30AM. you were really hoping they were asleep, mostly for the sake of tessie's sleep pattern and how messing it up would ruin your daytime schedule. but also because you knew how tired nyck got with everything he had to do in a day. you didn't want him to waste sleep hours over waiting on you.

making it upstairs in your home, you made a point to be quiet. just in case. you opened the door to you and nyck's bedroom slowly, wincing when it creaked. a sense of relaxation came over you immediately with the sight you were met with.

nyck, laying on his back on your shared bed. tess laying on top of his chest, his arm slung over her protectively. you couldn't help but snap a photo before anything else.

climbing into bed with extra care to be as silent as you could, you lay your head on his free arm. if it wasn't the door creaking that's what woke him up.

thankfully, he didn't move so much as to wake up your daughter, he only craned his head your way, eyes unfocused still. then they widened, and his mouth opened in surprise. “you're back?” he asked, voice groggy from sleep.

“hello, my love.” you said, smile wide as you snuggled into him. “go back to sleep. greetings in the morning.”

“yeah... okay. okay, goodnight.”

it was hardly nighttime, you believed you both knew that. sunrise was in a mere few hours. but you let yourselves have this. “goodnight.”

and you haven't felt more in peace before. laying there with your family, feeling their warmth. you couldn't properly describe the feeling if you wanted to, but it's moments like these that made this plain old house home.

[crystalflygeo]

I am genuinely sorry to all the people I haven't replied from my ask box I swear I see you and you guys give me feels and I will answer asap but my life has been chaotic as of lately with work, getting ready for vacations/traveling (Imma go out of the country eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!) working on the video from my last post and now 4.0 just dropped and I'm down HORRENDOUS for Neuvillette fr fr <3

I will reply as soon as I can I promise, and I'm also working on a lot of wips I am simply dyingggggg to post including more dragoness reader, more zl smut and even neuv eheheheehe pls a small lil milestone project I think???

anyway accept my sincere apologies and have this lil sneak peek ehe (the sisterwives already saw this one rip)

fcsavgasbcakjncla I love you all so much fr fr see youuu hopefully sooooon HAHA omg

[strikingtwelves]

i’m actually for once not excited for doctor who on sunday because then we’ll only have THREE episodes left

[callsign-rockstar]

Home is wherever I'm with you - P. Mitchell (part 1)

Y/n Mitchell knew what she was getting into by marrying a navy pilot. She knew the risks her husband took by hopping into those fighter jets but she also knew how much he loved it. As she always said, it never gets any easier saying goodbye before he goes off for a mission.

A/N: aaaaaaa this made me a little sad to write if im being honest. I really hope you guys like it, and part 2 is coming soon. neither goose nor carole are dead in this fic because I simply cannot take that and carole is mav's wife's really close friend. also, I have a hc that ever since little bradley picked up a toy plane, mav and goose came up with his call sign (mainly as a joke, but let's be honest they were being dead serious) so that's why near the end carole calls him rooster. I didn't rlly proofread to be honest so if there's mistakes pls disregard, it's late and im tired. ok enjoy!!! pt. 2 coming sooooon

May 20th.

The car ride to the base was silent and the air held the same sadness it always did when y/n’s husband, the legend Pete “Maverick” Mitchell, had to leave for a mission. The music was barely there but y/n Mitchell wasn’t really listening or paying attention to it anyway because all she could think about was the next few months with the constant stress of her husband being up in the air fighting enemy jets.

Though Maverick wanted to take his motorbike, he knew how hard this was on his wife and how much she preferred the car, so they compromised and took the car whenever he had to go on another mission.

His hand was on her leg, the quietest way to say I love you. He was wearing his aviator sunglasses, in his uniform and y/n could only think of how beautiful he was and how much she was going to miss him. The closer they got to the base, the more she dreaded leaving her husband and the sadder she got. 

They were finally there and she couldn’t even look her husband in the eyes because she knew that if she did, she would start crying and wouldn’t stop. Taking deep, long breaths she greeted Carole, Nick and Bradley. The families separated and all said their specific goodbyes.

“This never gets any easier, Pete.” she whispered, partly because it was such an intimate moment and partly because she knew that talking any louder would coax the tears out her eyes that had been threatening to spill the whole day.

“I know, baby. Trust me, it’s not like this is any easier for me. Do you have any idea how much I miss you every time I have to leave?” He asked.

Y/n just looked away, into the ocean nearby the base. She could see all the memories swirling around in her head every time he left: when she first saw him at the hard deck, their first date, when he proposed to her in the most perfect way possible, and their wonderful wedding. 

“Then just don’t go, Mav.”, she said, her husband wrapping her arms around her. Those 5 words were a deja vu, a thing she said each and every time he left. A mantra, even, for the woman to hold on to the hope that maybe one day he wouldn’t have to go.

She felt somewhat selfish, asking him to stay for her. She knew that he was risking his life to protect the country and that it was an incredibly honorable job, but she wished that he wasn’t so brave sometimes, and she felt horrible for wishing that he would leave his passion. She put her feelings aside, however, because she trusted him and she knew how much he loved his job, always wishing for him to at least have fun up there.

They stood in silence for what felt like hours, listening to the nearby ocean waves crashing and breaking on the sand. These were the last moments of real tranquility either of them would have in months, because the only time they really felt serene was next to each other. Their hearts beat together in unison, bodies melting into one and hoping that time would stop forever so they could stay there in each others’ arms and feel at peace.

The admiral says it’s time for them to go, and Pete is back into navy pilot mode. But even when saluting the admiral and answering a series of “yes, sir”s, his eyes are blurry and y/n’s are too. He holds his wife’s face in his hands, kissing her once and then kissing her again, for longer the second time.

“I love you, Pete.” she said, smiling through tears.

“I love you too, honey”, he replied, kissing the tears away and kissing her lips one more time while holding her hands.

Before he left, y/n shoved a piece of paper into his pocket, whispering for him to not open it until he was gone. Both of them knew he was going to open it as soon as he was out of y/n's field of vision, but it was worth a shot just so he wouldn't open it in front of her.

She crossed her arms over her chest, and through tears watched the pilots walk away from their families or friends. She restrained herself from running after her husband. She could almost feel her every muscle writhing, pulling her to him like magnets of opposite charges. They were begging her to run after him and kiss him one more time before he went. But while her brain was holding her back, her heart was just about ready to jump out of her chest and fall right into Mav’s hands. An arm wrapped around her shoulders: Carole.

Y/n leaned into Carole, the mother’s other hand holding Bradley’s. He didn’t fully understand what it meant for his dad and his uncle to be leaving, he knew they would come back eventually and that they were protecting their country. But he didn’t really understand that there was a possibility they wouldn’t come back, so each time they left, he would always extend his arms towards y/n and ask her the same question.

“Aunty, why are you crying? You know they’re coming back, right?” He asked, innocent eyes wide and concerned for his beloved aunt.

“I know, honey, I’m just gonna miss them a lot”, she said, sniffling through a smile. 

Bradley was one of the only reasons y/n wanted to be strong when her husband left. When she had met Carole for the first time, y/n and she clicked immediately, much to the delight of both Goose and Maverick. At their wedding, Carole was one of y/n’s bridesmaids and Bradley was literally the only child allowed at the ceremony and a little bit of the reception. Carole was always there for y/n and vice versa. Plus, the bond that little Bradley had formed with uncle mav and aunt y/n/n was so strong that they were essentially the little boy’s second parents.

The little boy came running to hug her legs and she picked him up, scooping him up into her arms and feeling grateful for having such a precious soul in her life.

“Y/n, come stay the night, will you? I’m sure Rooster here wants you to come over, don’t you Bradshaw jr?”, said Carole.

“Please aunty, come to our house, we can have a sleepover! And you can tell me why my nickname is Rooster again, cause I kinda forgot”, pleaded little Bradley.

Y/n laughed and nodded, she definitely needed some support tonight, like she always did. And maybe the next night, and the one after that. But in that moment, she was just happy to remind Rooster of the story behind his nickname and why as soon as he even picked up a little toy plane the guys had brainstormed hard until they came up with it.

[avatar-of-procrastination]

Hey um so idk if you do these type of reqs but if possible could you please do those socialmedia au? With paul ? Tysm and its fine if you dont too <3

Uhh so this is my first time doing this so....soory in advance if this isnt what you wanted!

I also imagined this to be in a more modern au? Like im not sure about the technology in dune so i made it like a modern day au, if thats fine.

This is the fastest i've ever finished a request xD. I used Florence Pugh as the fc

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royalpain_intheass post training high 🤺

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paulatreides well that was a nice workout 😏

royalpain_intheass i loved every minute of it 😌

chani_ dump him y/n. you belong with me

royalpain_intheass FOR YOU? ALWAYS.

chani_ @ paulatreides HAHA SUCKER!

paulatreides what th-

d_idahoe use protection kiddos. we do not want a mini devil running around

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off to another mission to save the world. see you guys soon ⚔

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royalpain_intheass come back sooooon 🥺

paulatreides i will, my love. i'll be back as soon as we're done 🤍

chani_ @ royalpain_intheass movie night?

royalpain_intheass only if we watch dont worry darling

chani_ ugh fine. @ paulatreides i hope you see what all i'm doing for your girl

paulatreides all the best. i could never handle her when harry styles came on screen. yikes

royalpain_intheass oh please i'm not that bad

d_idahoe well you did almost break the sofa when you saw harry come on screen during dunkirk. and i think you also scared the cat with your screeching

royalpain_intheass you're all meanies 😤

dukeleto stay safe son!

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@ paulatreides imma steal your girl 😈

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royalpain_intheass i'd follow you everywhere, my one true loveeee

paulatreides 😔💔

chani_ too bad sucker, she's mine now mwahahah

ladyjessica two cutie patooties

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chani_ cutiessssss 💖💙

dukeleto its nice to see young love 🤍

ladyjessica 💞💕

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I couldn't help myself from adding Harry into this lol. Anyways go listen to Harry's House on May 20th and watch Don't Worry Darling <3

Requests open!

[sweetchup]

Bi•valve

Noun

an aquatic mollusk that has a compressed body enclosed within a hinged shell, such as oysters, clams, mussels, and scallops.

AKA

The Most Common Seashell in the Ocean

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Vol. 2: Into the Deep // Ch. 10

Type: Poseidon x reader

Word Count: 3,500+

⚠️ Warning ⚠️: Mature Content

Masterlist

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“This is Triton’s schedule!?” You can’t help but shout out as you are handed the schedule from the butler. Astronomy, Literature, Human History, Mythology, Business, Sword Fighting, Seahorse Riding, The list seemed to go on and on. How could the boy think or even breathe with all of this on his mind?

“Thank you. That’s all for now.” You tell the butler with a sigh as you put the sheet down on the desk, right next to the other stacks of paperwork you had yet to deal with.

It’s been 3 weeks, 3 long and grueling weeks, since your meeting with Scylla. During that time, you have been busy. Not only from etiquette classes and paperwork but also with managing your survival plan.

Yes, a survival plan. You, at first, didn’t want a survival plan—it just didn’t seem that useful—But, after meeting Scylla and learning more, you decided one was absolutely crucial. After all, even in your protected manor, Amphitrite was still a huge threat. Not only just to you either.

With the butler now long gone, you reach down to the last draw of your desk and pull out a couple of sheets of paper. Pieces of paper that laid a simple rough draft of the plan.

So far, you had a Plan A and a Plan B.

Plan A seemed simple. It was to get Amphitrite kicked out of the palace but that was far from as simple it seemed. You thought Poseidon would be rushing to divorce the woman, He hated her after all, But he wasn’t. Working at snail pace was more like it.

“…It seems he needs some sort of push to get her out…” You mumble to yourself as you update a couple of things on the paper. It seemed you would have to come back to this plan later. “…Perhaps I should learn more about Poseidon….”

You quickly shake that idea out of your head. Not a chance. You felt bad for the guy but you weren’t about to become all buddy buddy with him just yet.

“Now as for Plan B…”

Plan B was a lot harder. Plan B was to get Poseidon and Triton to actually have a decent father-son relationship. You, at first, tried having Triton’s schedule free for the past three weeks in hopes Poseidon would stop by. Perhaps to check up on the child now that Amphitrite is gone. But, that was again a wrong guess on your part.

“What to do… I have to at least put one of these plans in soon. It’s not like I can continue ignoring the elephant in the room.” You groan to yourself as you lean back in the chair. On top of your survival plans not working, you had recently discovered that Hermes—who was stopping by a lot—was secretly relaying information to Zeus and the other gods. It seemed they were checking in to see how your progress with seducing Poseidon was going. “I have to kick out Amphitrite sooooon if I want to save myself from facing Zeus’ wrath or, much worse, getting married to Poseidon.”

As you whine to yourself at your bad luck, you miss the door opening as someone sneakily slips in.

“What to do… what to do…” You whine to yourself as you massage your temples, “I have to figure this out soon or—“

Instantaneously, you are cut off as something comes jumping up onto your stomach. Almost knocking you off your chair.

“Huh?” You choke out as you see the familiar head of gold leaning against your chest. His body is smooshed against you as he sits on your lap. Seeming to try to get as close as possible to you, “T-Triton?”

At your call, Triton’s head lifts up to look at you.

“Hello mom!” He says with a smile. A smile that seemed to instantly brighten up the room and your mood. Your depressing thoughts now long forgotten.

However, like everything in the world, things can’t last forever.

“Whatcha looking at mom?” Triton asks as he leans towards the desk to take a look, bringing you back to reality. Casually, well to the best of your ability, you grab a couple of papers and cover them just enough so that Triton couldn’t read them.

“Oh, just paperwork, Triton.”

Surprisingly, Triton seems to perk up at that, “Like what? I bet I can help. Is it finances? Party planning? Invitations? Wages? Fa—“

Quickly, you cut the boy off. “It’s fine, Triton. I don’t need help. Why don’t you go play instead? It looks like a nice day out.”

You are surprised at how Triton lets out a loud huff. Seeming displeased with your suggestion. Unsure of what to do, you sit there frozen. Was it something you said?

“It’s…” Triton mumbles under his breath, the rest of the sentence he mumbles you can’t hear, and you are forced to ask him to repeat. He seems to pause for a moment, seeming hesitant to repeat before finally doing so, “It’s not the same without you….”

“Oh, Triton…” You cood out as you rub the boy’s head, trying to console the boy. A pit of guilt settled in your stomach as you remember that you haven’t spent a lot of time with the boy recently. Especially with being busy and all. “Well…”

You pause as you take a look at the giant stack of paperwork. Could you even leave in the first place with all these things that still need to be done?

If only there was a way to spend time with Triton and get some of the work done at the same time…

As you scan the desk and room for ideas, it suddenly hits you.

“Well. How about you and I pick out your lesson plans?” You suggest to the boy as you reach across the desk and pick up the schedule. The giant scroll-like paper slightly unravels as you loosely hold it in a singular hand.

“Lesson plans?” Triton asks confused as he tilts his head slightly to the side. “Wouldn’t it just be the same as it was before?”

“Not a chance!” You accidentally shout out before catching yourself. Shit, you didn’t mean to raise your voice like that. “This is too much for a boy your age, even if you are god. We need to pick out a balanced schedule that gives you lessons to learn AND enough time to play or relax.”

“So I get to choose…?”

“Pretty much. I mean you would still need to take some classes that you wouldn’t like as some are needed to help you learn as a god. But, if there’s any unneeded classes we will just scrap it.”

.

..

…

“Aren't they all needed…?”

At Triton’s confusion, you can’t help but let out a sigh. Looks like there’s still a lot of work to go with helping this boy act and be happy like a kid his age.

“Not exactly. Here.��� You grab onto Triton and lift the boy with you as you stand. “It's better to show you what I mean. Let’s go to each of the classes and pick them off one by one.”

“Ok!” Triton exclaims. His eyes wide and sparkly as he holds onto you, just happy to spend some time with you. Precious boy…

As you walk towards the door to leave, you can’t help but note that Triton felt lighter than usual. Had he possibly lost weight since he arrived? You did notice Triton had smaller portions of food compared to you at meal times. That wasn’t good for a growing boy…

“Seems like I’ll have to pay the chef and cooking staff a visit later…”

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What a nice day, you can’t help but note as you stare up into the sea. Sea turtles and rays swimming high above as they make their way to their destinations.

You were currently standing in the empty grass field between the three manors. The same place you met Poseidon on the night you snuck out to find Triton.

Quickly, as the memory comes to mind, you shake it out of your head. That wasn’t important to you right now and that was because of one simple fact.

Today was Triton’s first day back at lessons. It had taken a lot of work and negotiation but you got the boy a healthy and balanced schedule. You honestly gave yourself a pat on the back once you were finished.

Though, on top of the schedule, you also pulled off another impossible stunt for yourself.

“Mom!”

You spin around as Triton comes sprinting over, books in his hands from his History lesson that just completed. You should tell the boy to slow down but you can’t find it in you to do so. Instead, kneeling down and opening your arms for the boy to jump into.

“Oof—“ You squeak out as you catch Triton, accidentally falling over on your back as you do so. You let out a loud laugh, too happy to even care that you embarrassingly fell over in front of some of the servants that travelled from manor to manor.

Triton didn’t seem to care either as his books were astrew all over the sea grass.

“I was so excited for our first lesson today, mom! It was so hard sitting still in the other classes.” Triton shouts out excitedly as he finally lifts himself off of you, allowing you to sit up.

That’s right. The impossible feat you did. You got your own taught class to be placed into Triton’s Schedule.

You called it “Humanity 101” but, in reality…

“Could we try playing kickball today? I saw a lot of human kids playing it down the street when I stayed at your place.” Triton asks excitedly as he looks through the bag of goodies you brought out.

…It was honestly just an excuse for you and Triton to spend time together with your ever so busy schedule.

“Of course we can play!”

Kickball… Soccer.. Board games… The days seem to fly by as you and Triton do your “classes” and before you know it a week has already gone by. Life is brighter during these days to the point that even the ever so plentiful paperwork doesn’t bother you. But, as you’ve learned in your time staying here many, many times, nothing is forever.

“S-Shit…” You mumble out anxiously under your breath as you attempt to distract yourself with the kickball in your hands. You were in the field yet again waiting for Triton to get out of class. The boy had mentioned yesterday as you walked him to sword practice that he wanted to play a simple game of catch for class the next day. But…

What in the world was this guy doing here?

Hesitantly, you shift your gaze over to Poseidon who stood a couple of feet away on the sidewalk. At first when you saw the male, you thought nothing of it. After all, he seemed to be passing through the area with a group of his attendees.

So, why did he stop? You can’t help but think as you quickly shift your gaze away from the male and back down towards the ground. You just didn’t understand why he dismissed his attendees and chose to stand there and watch you.

Well, he technically wasn’t watching you—His gaze was up to the sky—But, there was no doubt in your mind the guy stayed back for you. Could he perhaps be stalkin—

“Mom!”

Just in time.

You let out a sigh of relief as Triton came running over, just getting out of class. He seems to pick up on Poseidon’s presence, staring at his father for a little bit as he walks over, but chooses not to pay it too much attention. Instead, continuing to run up to you.

“Hello Triton—“ You freeze for a second as a shiver goes up your spine. What the hell? What was this nasty feeling… It felt like you had just been thrown in some sort of ice bath.

As you spin around to see what was causing you to feel this way, you almost instantly figure out why. Poseidon was now staring down at his phone, seeming to have gotten a text message or something, and you could tell he wasn’t in the brightest mood from it either. You could practically feel the blood lust from where you were standing.

“You better not take it out on me…” You grumble underneath your breath, instantly regretting it as Poseidon’s gaze shifts up to glare at you. He couldn’t have heard you… right?

However, you weren’t take any chances this time and turned your attention to Triton. Trying to make it seem that Poseidon accidentally heard something.

“Now. Why don’t we get started? I’ll stand about a few feet away and you—“ Your voice trails off at the end as you stare down at your hands. Your empty hands. Where did the kickball go? You just had it— “Ack!”

You couldn’t believe your eyes as you looked, a gasp, at the kickball that was held… in Poseidon’s hands. How did that fucker…

Actually, never mind, you should have realized before that Poseidon was clearly fast as he was not only a god but also, right in front of you, leaped a large distance to stop that jellyfish that tried to kill you.

“Mom, Are we going to play?” Triton blinks innocently up at you, pure puppy eyes that awaited the game of catch that he wanted to play. Shit, you can’t just allow Poseidon to keep the ball now.

“I-I’ll be right back.” You anxiously tell the Triton as you leave his side. Making your way over to Poseidon. You honestly felt like you were the sacrificial lamb approaching the big bad bully of the playground. Except this time, Poseidon wasn’t just a bully picking on you but an all powerful god that could literally snap you in half with his pinky if he so pleased.

“H-He—“ You don’t even get past the greeting to Poseidon before he grabs the back of your head. Holding you still with one hand and the Kickball in the other, Poseidon started to practically curse you out with god knows what. Honestly, it was just a spew of curses along with your name and other things.

However, across the field, what seemed terrifying to you was way different to someone else.

As Triton observes the scene in front of him, he gets even more confused. In Triton’s point of view, he didn’t pick up on your nervous clammy hands or anxious shifting as being something from Poseidon’s glare. He honestly didn’t even pick up on the fact his father was glaring, he just thought that it was his usual stare.

To him, it looked like you two were chatting as his father held the back of your head. Seeming to tease you as he held the stolen kickball away in his other. But… his father doesn’t tease. He doesn’t even joke around. So, what was going on?

Staring… Clammy Hands… Nervousness… Physical Touch…

Triton lets out a small gasp as a thought hits him. It can’t be true, Triton couldn’t believe it.

His mom and father…

were in love.

He didn’t want to believe it but the evidence was all there. If watching any of those cheesy romance movies taught him anything, it was to identify the signs of falling in love.

At any minute, they look like they could possibly ki…

Triton’s face blushes up at the thought. He just couldn’t believe it. Does this mean mom is now his real real mom?

Triton perks up at the thought. That would be awesome.

“I’ll help you, mom…” Triton mumbles underneath his breath as he looks determined up at you two. He will help you two just like how Uncle Zeus was helping you. Like….What do humans call it…? A wingman. Yeah, he would be your wingman.

“Father! Mom!” At Triton’s shout, it was then that Poseidon finally stopped his heavy train of insults. Oh, Thank goodness for Triton…

“I realized I have to go see one of my teachers for something. Why don’t you guys go play instead?”

You feel yourself choke at Triton’s words. What was he saying?! However, before you can even ask the boy, He was long gone. Leaving you and Poseidon alone, with a grip still on the back of your head.

This was a nightmare for you. Poseidon still looks like he wants to kill you at any moment.

“What a pain.” Poseidon grumbles out under his breath, sending shivers up your spine. You know what… Screw Plan A and B. You now have Plan C, worrying about Poseidon’s constant mood changes so he doesn’t kill you in a fit of rage.

“Hey… why don’t we talk thiS— Eep!” You are cut off as Poseidon picks you up. Instead of his usual hold, he throws you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. You just wished Poseidon knew you could keep up with him perfectly fine so he didn’t have to keep picking you up like this. “Where…Where are we going?”

Silence.

Well, at least he wasn’t angry at you anymore, you think with a sigh as you relax into Poseidon’s hold. Accepting your fate as there was no way to possibly escape from him.

Gods… any of them except Poseidon. Please… help…

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“Oooo…” Triton lets out as he peeps from around the corner. His gaze trained to his father back as he left carrying you.

“I didn’t know father could be so romantic.”

“…Hmm? Triton?”

Triton feels himself jump slightly at the voice behind him. Spinning around, he expected to be caught by some sort of maid or teacher but instead, it was someone else.

“Uncle Zeus? Hermes? And…” Triton’s gaze trails over the third person, “Aunty Aphrodite?”

“Hello dear Triton. It’s been a while~” Aphrodite coos out at the boy in front of her. Slightly leaning down to fondle his cheeks. “Goodness me…Look at how much you’ve grown.”

“T-Thank you.” Triton chokes out with a blush, “I-Uh. W-What are you all doing here?”

Zeus can’t help but chuckle out at the nervous attitude of his nephew. Still ever so shy in front of women it seemed. “I apologize for the surprise visit but we are here to see (y/n).”

“See mom…?” Triton questions out as he looks back and forth between the three. He could understand why Zeus or perhaps Hermes was here to see you but, why Aphrodite?

“Ohh~, I’ve brought a couple of gifts for your mother.” Aphrodite explains with a coy smile as she shows Triton a lidded box.

“Really? What sort of—“ Hermes instantly grabs onto Triton as he attempts to check under the lid of the box. “Huh? Hermes?”

“It’s…It’s specifically for Lady (Y/n), Master Triton.” Hermes answers vaguely as Aphrodite and Zeus laugh at the funny moment that just occurred. That was a close one.

“Specifically for mom?”

Calming herself down, Aphrodite explains more clearly, “It’s women's clothes for your mother. Ones that…Oh Goodness, your father can only see.”

“Ohhhh… Ok.” Triton answers, even if he still doesn’t understand. “Well, Mom just left with dad.”

At this Zeus chokes and Aphrodite almost drops the box, Seemingly shocked at what Triton just said. Even Hermes was startled but he still, somehow, keeps a cool head and quickly hides his reaction.

“What do you mean by that Master Triton?” Hermes asks for an alaberation as the other two nod. Thinking they were simply misunderstanding something like Poseidon giving paperwork to you compared to you two actually hanging out.

“Well, Dad stole the ball from mom to tease her.” Hermes and the others feel themselves freeze at Triton’s words. Poseidon…Teasing a human? “So, mom walked over and they started talking… No, flirting with each other.”

“Flirting?” Zeus asks, surprised as he strokes his beard. He would usually take others' words with a grain of salt as they could perhaps be lying but, this was Triton. The boy has probably never even lied in his entire life.

“Yeah, so I decided to leave to give them some space and after I’m gone, I was actually hiding around the corner here, Father picks mom and throws her over his shoulder. They walked that way so… I think they are heading to father’s manor.”

“Oh, Isn’t Amphitrite out today…?” Zeus chuckles out, a nasty thought filtering into his brain. Could they possibly be going to do…

“A-Aunty Aphrodite?” Triton chokes out cautiously, catching Zeus’ attention.

“Oh ho ho. Be careful, Aphrodite. You are scaring the boy.” Zeus says, not exactly meaning his words as he reprimands the woman. Knowing that from how she was crushing the box in her hands and how hard she was biting her lip that she was too lost in her nasty thoughts to even listen.

“H-How Scandalous!” Aphrodite squeals out as she clutches the box to her chest, seeming to grow faint from all her excitement, “Zeus, I need your opinion on this. Could they possibly be—“

Triton’s hearing is instantly blocked off by Hermes as Aphrodite and Zeus continue to talk. The younger boy looks up at his cousin in confusion but doesn’t say anything. The only thought running in his mind being.

Why was Hermes' face turning so red?

Author Note: very Quick author note before I forget. Hahah this was kind of a messy funny chapter so I hope people still enjoyed this one. I wanted a fun moment of misunderstanding to help join into the next chapter thursday. Where Chapter 11 will pick up back with Poseidon and Reader. Also R.I.P Triton. Feel bad for putting my baby through meeting Aphrodite.

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pls pls pls do another smut where aster harry is more rough with y/n

aster harry being more rough with y/n

more aster harry

I def will be coming out w some more aster h stuff pretty sooooon but I don't have really anything of him being rough coming! im sure I'll do another blurb w some of that in the future but he's always my soft king so thats the kind of stuff I have coming soon for you guys!! I hope thats alright bestie :)

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Ka-Kacchan 😫💦 (Bakugouwu x reader SMUT 🤯)

Author-chan here!!!!!! I decided to write for my bb Kacchan bc hes just such a cutie >.< hehe anyways ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I walked into the hero association with my long Blonde hair flowing in the wind. “SARAH!!” Deku called, walking over to me. “Baka-Deku, what do you wabt?” I asked, making a cute face. “I heard Kacchan wants youuuuu” he said raising his green puffy eyebrows. “Ka-Kacchan?? Why.. why would he ever want me?” I asked, batting my bright blue eyes in his directuon. “I do not know Sara-chan” he answered, blushing bright red. “I think… he might have a crush on you” I GASPED!! (author’s note: UwU OMGGG IT’S GETTING ~SPICYYYY~) I smiled sweetly at deku before hopping over to Bakugou, flipping my hair over m shoulder. “Ohio K-Kacchan, what do you want?” I said, trying to be tough. He glared at me pomeranian hair sticking up as I touched him. “NOTHING YOU BITCH!!” He yelled, shoving me. I started crying. “BAKA-KUGOU WHY DID YOU DO THAT????” I yelled. He lookd at me. “Idk you’re just ugly.” He said and walked away. I touched my frail wrist and realized it was broken. I went to the doctor’s and got it fixed, mad at Kacchan te whole way. I saw Kacchan after work and went to be mad at him. “WHY DID YOU DO THAT?????” I screamed activating my Ice Quirk. “You’RE JUST AN UGLY STUPID EXTRA!!” Ye glared at me, hands booming. “IF I’M SO UGLU WHY DO YOU LIKE MEEEE?????/?” I yelled in his face. He gasped and tears fell from his eyes. “BAKAaAaAaAAAA HOW DO U KNOW THAT?” He said. “I know because your always mean to me :(“ I pouted. He said “t-th-that’s not t-true BAKA-SARAAH.” I grinned menacingly with my fangs. “Of course it’s true Ba-kacchan” “Don’t call me that” he said, blushing. “Ba-kacchan” I said again, my own cheeks getting red against my pale skin. He grabbed my arm “let’s go to my house and see if you wan’t to call me that again Baka-Sarah-chan”. (author’s note: OMGGGGGGG SMUT COMING SOON!!! TANK U FOR READING THIS FAR!!! Should I make a Deku-chan one next? He’s my lil beann and I wanna write 4 him :3)

UwU SMUTTTTTTTTTT BWLOE THE CUT!!!! Skip if you want but its my favorit part ;3

We arrived at his house and no-one was home, it was just me and Kacchan (author’s note: SPICYYYYYY whatr you gonna do bakacchan O///O). He threw me on his bed and took off his shirt (author’s note: MMM HIS STOMACH I’M DROOLING ;w;). He pushed me down and went to the bathroom, when he came out he had no pants too!! I was surprised by his cream stick poking through his underwear. “Take off ur clothes baka” he huffed face very red. I pouted. “Make me Ba-Kacchan”. He growled ferally nd ripped mt clothes off my body. I gasped, pale Skin getting goosebumps. “There I made you” he said rolling his eyes. I blushed very hard. “Now let me show u what happens when you call me Ba-kacchan >:(“ (autho’rs note: *w* OMGOMGOMGOMG IT’S HAPPENING GUYSSS!! YOUR AUTHOR-CHAN IS SOOOO EXCITED!!!). He took off his Dog undies and I saw… A HUGE DING-DONG!!! He put it inside me and moved quickly. I moaned “OoOoOoOoOoOoOoHhHhHhHHHH Ka-Kacchan… go faster!!” He went faster, grumbling my name. After a bit he took his member out and Spat on me. “That’s why u don’t call me Ba-Kacchan Bitch”. I layed on his bed amd panted; legs too weak to stand up. He put his pants over his meat scepter and grinned at me. “I hope you learned your lesson Baka-Sarah”.

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Smut done :(((( Stay to read the rest tho!!!

I stayed in his house for 30 minutes before leaveing. “B-bye k-k-Kacchan” I stuttered. My legs were still wobbly. I went home and jumped on my bed dreaming of Kacchan railing me again ;). When I woke up I felt really sick and threw up in the bathroom. ‘Oh no……’ I thought. WAS I PREGANTE????? (author’s note: OOHHHHHHHHHHH DRAAAMAAAAA!!! Hehe it gets so exciting) I rushed to the store to buy a test, completely forgetting about my job as a Hero. I gasped at the test. ‘I’m… Perngant??’ I touched my belly. ‘I have Ba-kacchan’s baby in here…” ‘I have to call him’. I called and talked to him on the phone. “K-Kacchan” I stuttered “I got pragnent!” He gasped. “F*ck. Are u gonna keep it?” I gasped. “OF COURSE!!!!! I CAN”T KILL OUR BABY!!!!!!!!!” (author’s note: OMGEEEE THEY’RE FIGHTING 🥺🥺🥺) Kacchan sobbed. “I DON’T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO PAY FOR A KID!!” “YOU DON’T NEED TO, I CAN!!!! I DOUN’T NEED YOU ANYWAYS!!!!” I screamed, crying too. He left the call and I cried harder. Idk what to do with a BABY. He came to my house. He crossed his arms madly. “We need to kill the baby.” “NO I CAN’T DO THAT!!” I screamed (author’s note: OoOoOoOoOh THEY’RE GOING THRU IT!!!!!). “Why not????????” He pouted. His hands sparked. “THAT’S MURDER BA-KACCHAN!!!” My long Silky hair whipped around as I yelled up at him. He tried to hit my stomach, but I dodged and Froze him in placee. “DON’T HIT ME BAKA-KUGOU!!!!!!!!” I screamed. “STOP TYRING TO MURDER O U R CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” He huffed. “I DON’T WANT A STUPID KID WITH A WHORE LIKE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!” I gasped loudly. “I’M NOT A WHORE YOU’RE JUST A JERK!!!!!” He burst out of the ice and kissed me. “I don’t want a crusty crotch goblin to ruin our relationship” “He won’t I promise” I said blushing Red and patting my tummy. He sighed loudly. “Ok fine we can keep the cum droplet I just don’t wanna pay” I smiled “OK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” “So……. will you marry me?” I gasped suuuper loud “OF COURSE BAKUGOU!!!!! I LOVE U!!!”

TIMESKIP!!!!!!!! UwU I loveeee this story so far; hope u guys like it too ;3

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We ended up having 8 babys. I’m the #1 hero (author’s note: Deku is too baby to be a hero 🥺 I think Strong reader-chan is better for that >:3) and Kacchan is my sidekick. Our kids have the strongst quirks in the world!!!1!!! Ray Andy Mei Akira Bobby David & Deku Jr have explosion-Ice quirks, but Maya (author’s note: Maya is my faaavoriteeee UvU) has A SUPER POWERFUL ICE QUIRK (just like her mama)!!!!!! We lived a very happy nice life after that and had a ton of money!!

BONUS SMUT!!!!!!!!!!!! Hehe I wanted to do a lil extra ~spicy~ something as a reward for reading this far >wO

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Kacchan plugged me up with his thicc Pleasure Pump. I whined “KA-KACCHAN YOU’RE TOO BIG~” He didn’t listen and kept going pounding me into the wall. There was a collar around my neck (author’s note: K!NKYYYYYY~~~~~) and my Face was mushd into the wall. He kept going for quite some time until he hit something in me. I scREAMED “OOOOHHHHHH KACCHAN THAT’S ITtTtTTTTttttTTTT~~~” he grunted and pushed harder. His manhood felt so GOOOOOOD. (author’s note: I kinda want Bakugouwu to @#!% me if u know what i mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) He did it until he Cummed; taking it out so we wouldn’t have more babys.

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HEHEHEHEHEHHEHHEEEE THAT WAS SO HOT *w*. ANYWAYSSS HERE’S AN AUTHOR-CHAN QnA!!!!!!!

Favorite food: BAKUGOU UwU

Favorite character: BBY DEKU!!!! He’s MINE get away Broke Uraraka >:((((

Favorite color: Anything but pink :/ soooo cringy

Favorite Anime: MY HERO OBV!!!

Ships: Me x my hero boysss 🤤 the girls are all dumb and gay is sin :^/

Next chapter????:

NEXT CHAPTER PREVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Deku stared at us jelously. “I-I don’t understand… I…. I really like you Sarah-Chan!!! Why did u have to choose Kacchan 🥺” I looked at him sadly. “He got me pregnent Deku-chan I had toooo” He looked at Bakugou mad. “You took my crush away from me Kacchan…….” Kacchan yelled at him “SHE’S MINE SO BACK OFF BAKA-DEKUUUUU!!!!!!!!” Deku started cryeing and looked at me for help “She was supposed to be MY wife Mean Kacchan :(“ Bakugou laughed. “NO CHANCE LOSER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The next chapter will be coming out sooooon :D I hope you guys liked!!!!! It’s gonna be so good and even a little smutty *o* n e wAys, catch all you lil reader-chan beans l8ter!!!

Last updated: April 1, 2016

[This is 100% a joke and not a real representation of my writing skills. Happy April Fools ;D]

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MLP Eg Fanfiction: We can still party

By: Sannaturek at AO3

April is almost near again.

Wow, he really can't believe another full year of life is here again. And within weeks from his birthday, Snail can't avoid feeling happy, and scared...

As normal, a certain happy pink girl wants to throw Snails a birthday party at the park near Canterlot High. She usually does this for everyone, every year.

Usually this wouldn't be a problem, who wouldn't enjoy a good birtyday with friends, food, color and music? Snails didn't.

The social pressure for that day was big for him, since Snails wasn't exactly a fan of attention. Also, BALLOONS.

This was something he didn't tell anyone, even his best friend, Snips. But, balloons? Why would someone ever be scared of balloons? I tell you why, from Snails perspective, those weren't the nice party decorations and toy that everybody see. Oh no, balloons are something straight up from hell, noisy, squeaky and even worse, explosive demons.

The mere presence of balloons at his visual range put him in alert mode, waiting there and never knowing when those demons in disguise will pop loudly and unexpectedly. He just couldn't handle the noise and surprise.

Someone like him, who a time ago worked for someone as important as Sunset Shimmer, couldn't get the privilege of being scared of something as pitiful as a balloon. Also, the fact of being scared of it was not meaningful enough. Snails think you would (and should) laugh at him for that, that it's ok if you do. So he just pretend everyone is ok, every time, every year.

And with some like Pinkie Pie at you school, evade them isn't as easy as pie as can be sometimes.

He himself sometimes fell like the pressure it's at it's limits and wants to tell someone, but he's not in the mood for people to laugh at his fear, and with something as silly as a balloon. Years lf pressure just accumulated inside him.

Maybe someday, someone will know.

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*After school, in the corridors*

*Snips: Hey dude, that important day is coming sooooon! How do you feel about it? I'm already looking for another perfect gift this year.

-Snails: Hey, you are right, thanks for that! But, well, fine I guess...

*S: Hey my guy, are you ok now? Every year since I knew you it's the same with you and feeling down. It's the seasonal flu taking you down this days?

-S: No! Of course no, I'm not, I'm completely fine! Whatdoyoumean?

*S: We should talk to Pinkie so she gets time to get everything ready and starts party planning. Where do you feel like doing your birthday this time? Last year near the lake was amazing! And now the field at the park near the school it's pretty and it's big, so we can get good places, but Pinkie should know better and(...)

As soon as Snails heard 'Pinkie' and 'Party Planing' his mind got down the clouds and reacts clear and loud (With a nervous touch on his voice)

-S: No! I mean, n-no, I thinks it's kinda early to get ready, and I want something small this year. I know Pinkie isn't that kind of p-party planner but we- I! I can make it work...

*S: Ok, if you feel like that... Heeey... Your voice is weird, are you stuttering? It's everything ok up there? *Snips says and point to Snails head*

-S: Y-yes! Everything is fine all right! *He says while walking slower and straighting up his gaze*.

*S: Dude, friend, guy, Snails, I know I usually not the type of person to tell you this, but if you feel bad inside, don't doubt to tell me, I'm your best friend, the cream to your berry, the flesh of your nail, the, the, well you know. The point is that we are friends since like, forever! There's nothing I can't do for you and I'll be there when something is wrong.

For a moment as he heard this words, Snails felt a little relief in his body, now moving a little faster, enough to catch up Snips.

-S: Thanks Snips, actually I really needed to hear that...

*S: It's nothing... Heeeeey why frown faces? Wanna go eat something now? I heard of a new sandwich place near here!

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Snails didn't even noticed how 2 weeks flew by, and he was a day away from his birthday. The only important things about his birthday that he remembered from it('Cause he most part of the time, the anxiety of thinking about his party, people and the balloons made him dissociate) was thas Pinkie asking him for cake flavors (He answer dark chocolate and strawberries), a theme for the party(As normal, Spring Days) and the decorations(This wasn't a lot in discussion since we know the Pinkie Style, but she just wants to be sure the day is perfect for everyone).

Snails didn't told anyone about the balloons yet, since just thinking about it makes him dizzy. But when he got out of his classroom during lunch, he saw Pinkie carrying balloons to an all purpose classroom that wasn't being used. He got light headed just from seeing that, knowing what's coming tomorrow. So he and Snips ended up eating too little near the windows, in a table that nobody usually uses because it's far from the other table's at the cafeteria.

Snips knew now that something it's not ok now, because Snails only ask to eat in that table just when he feels bad or sick in some way and want to get away from people. Snips didn't want to bother Snails since felt that he already was having a hard time, so he didn't say anything during lunch.

At the end of the classes, Snail saw Pinkie Pie near the auditorium with her friends, she was waving very fast at him, clearly saying hi and wanting him to notice. He nervously waved and said hi, then rapidly proceed to go away, almost running to the entrance.

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That night, as every night before, Snails dreamed about how he was bullied in his old school. Classmates popping balloons usually to scare him, leaving him behind, and no adult doing anything to stop it. Even Snips was there, just saying how lame he was.

In that moment, his phone sounds an alarm and wakes him up. Clearing out his eyes and drinking a glass of water, he saw the calendar, April 12, his birthday. Ok, he clears his mind for today. His parents made him breakfast, and give him a gift, the jacket that he wanted! Amazing!

The day at school goes as every year, everyone saying happy birthday, some people and even teachers giving little gifts, and even his classroom was decorated with green streamers, his favorite color. For now he didn't saw any balloons, so he was pretty calm.

As usual, at lunch, Pinkie Pie get up and says:

-P: HEY EVERYBODY, LET'S SING HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO A VERY SPECIAL PERSON TODAY! AND WISH OUR FRIEND SNAILS A VERY HAPPY DAY!

Everyone sings happy and Snails it's just flustered from all the attention, even a little tired, but he knows the intentions are the best, so he puts on his best happy face.

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At the end of the classes, as usual in a birthday, Pinkie goes to talk to Snail.

-P: Hey birthday boooy! How was everything going?! I hope great because now it's just time to get better!

As he laughed, he noticed Snips wasn't with them anymore, and before hes can ask something, Pinkie blindfolds him, leading them to as he can feel, grassy, windy terrain. When Pinkie stops and get the green fabric out of his eyes, he sees 'a lot' of people (for him everything it's a lot so don't take his opinion in count)

-¡SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SNAILS! WOHOO! YAAY WOOO!

A desolate part of the park was nicely decorated he saw a lot of friends and classmates that Pinkie probably just invited, Snips was there, with a big box that looks like a gift, there was foods, drinks, a table full of gifts, another with activities to play, and BALLOONS, there weren't a lot, but yes a considerably big number, nothing that he could handle, or that's what he thought....

The party went as usual, just inner interruptions for Snails everytime a balloon popped, because someone accidentally popped it, or the wind put it in a spiky zone. He had to downplayed it saying he had hiccups or something similar. The food and drinks were delicious as always, the gifts were amazing, and even the games were fun, the cake was so tasty, the people invited was giving him proper personal space. It was actually a pretty nice afternoon for Snails.

It was almost time to go.

For a moment, he noticed Pinkie Pie disappeared, making him a little anxious. But when she came back, a chill ran down his spine. Pinkie Pie brought a bag full of inflated balloons, and began to distribute them to everyone there. Snails, reluctantly, picked one of the balloon Pinkie gave him. Faking the best smile he could at this point, he looked at Snips trying to say help me out with his eyes, but Snips was too excited for the games to understand undertones. He was hyperventilating and sweating like crazy at this point, but nobody noticed with all the voices talking and sounds of the exterior. He felt like crying, but he wasn't going to demonstrate weakness in front of his best friends, and not in his birthday, not for some stupid balloons.

-P: Ok everybody, last new game here! I gave everyone of you a balloon! Inside every balloons there's tiny paper with a number! When I say go, you can pop your balloons and check wich numbers you get! Then before you leave, look at the table over there and check with prize you got! I hope you have fun with this one!

Now making weird faces of disgustand fear, and with his legs shaking, Snails took some steps back before everything started. Snips noticed it and tried to follow him, but at the moment he moved, Pinkie gave the signal:

-P: OK EVERYONE! START! YOU CAN POP THE BALLOONS!

*POP*pop*Pop* *poP*pop*Pop*

Balloon after balloons popping. This never happened to, this new game was like a torture, why? This was never necessary, why now? Why at HIS party? He remembered his old school, the inferno was here again. It was too much for Snail to take. The people, the sudden noise, the commotion. His heart was almost running away, the pops keep going as some people struggles. Snails starts to hyperventilate, sweaty, and feels dizzy again, but a different type of dizzy.

*S: Snails? Everything fine? Hey are you ok? You are not popping your balloon *Pop* (Snips pop his balloons)

Snails can't do it anymore, his eyes got black, he felt light, he was falling, the last thing he hears it's Pinkie calling his name.

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When Snails wakes up again, he's sitting in a chair, and Twilight it's checking he's not hurt or anything bad. As she inspects, Snails and Pinkie are by his side, everyone is gone already. "Oh yeah, the party was almost over", it's the thing he first remember.

-Twi: It's ok guys, he's completely fine. I'm pretty sure this was just a panic attack, nothing else, but I will stay a little more just in case. Just talk a little down until he gets better, can you try, Pikie?

-P: Heeeey buddy, it's everything ok? You got me really scared right there...

*S: Snails! You're ok again(!) What was that? Do you feel fine? You scared us everyone there.

-S: Y~yeah, I'm fine, I don't know what happened...

While inspecting the surroundings with the eyes, he notices the green balloon Pinkie gave him in the game, at the table with his gifts, looking a little more and, he noticed there were some balloons attached to his chair. At the mere sight of this, Snails gets another shiver, and gets a gulp of saliva. Even when he tries to fake it, Twilight noticed it.

-Twi: I think I have and theory, but I think it's better that Snails tells you...

As Twilight says that, the three of them look at Snails. We sll think it's time for the revelation, he thinks.

-S: I-I really feel ashamed to say this, and even worse now that I ruined my party...

-P: No no no, don't say that, anything was ruined, the party was ending anyways, but if you feel like theres something to tell us, it's up to you buddy. I just want to evade you from hurting again. But if you don't wanna tell us it's completely fine and valid...

*S: Snails, remember what I told you two weeks ago, I'm your best friend, and I'll do anything for you, you can tell me everything and if you feel like having a secret, it's ok! But remember, me and Pinkie will do anything to make sure you are having a great time... We will listen...

-S: Ok, I guess this is for the best of everyone. Even when it sounds ridiculous, I hope this helps... I'm, kinda, well, mot kinda, very very scared, afraid of .... balloons...

Pinkie and Snips look at each other for a moment, then look at the chair, and the at Twilight, and when the two understand, said "Oooooooh" at unison. After that they let Snails talk again.

-S: It's just, I don't like the noise that they make when they pop, it's loud and unexpected. And I don't like that kind of stuff, makes me feel very nervous. Even when I'm looking at them I'm scared because you never know when a balloon can pop, and, and... Ok I think I talked enough, if you feel like laughing it's ok and I understand it, even I would laugh of myself... I feel so stupid and ashamed for this, I'm sorry I should...

Pinkie gives Snails a second to let his tears flow, she can see how Snails was keeping this up for himself for a long time, he didn't hsve anyone to vent his feelings. Snips gives Snails a paper napkin to clean the tears. When he calms down, the friends talk again.

-P: So, that's it? You are scared of balloons? I know you might find this weird coming from me, but it's completely fine! Your feeling are completely normal little dude! You don't have to be ashamed of everything, it's completely ok to have fears, even when we thought they're ridiculous. You should have told me before! Ooh geez I'm the one that should be apologizing! I'm the one who always plans this parties! I'm so sorry I didn't know! An I didn't take you in count. I'm sorry Snails! Accept my apologies, no more balloons in the parties I know you will be! Oh and I'm sorry for the "special" chair...

-S: You don't have anything to apologize for, Pinkie, you didn't know a I didn't told you, I'm the one who's sorry. And thanks for your statement, it make me feel more comfortable now.

*S: And with me, you think that I would make fun of you because of that? I'm your friend, I'm gonna understand you and be with you at the best and the worst, I'm not making fun of you for anything, it's ok to have fears. To make you feel better, I also have some silly fears, like high places or bears! You see, we can trust each other as always!

-S: Well, I guess we can do it, thanks for sharing that with me.

As they were talking, Twilight step into the conversation.

-Twi: I know it's very soon, but when you feel confident enough, you can let me know so I can put a little bit of my knowledge at work. You can let me know your feelings, and if you feel like it, a step by step exposure therapy. It may not cure you, but I can assure you that you'll not faint in another event. Like a little counselor program.

-S: Yeah, that sounds great, thanks, thanks to everyone for help me out. But, can we keep this a secret for now? I'm still not comfortable with people knowing this..

"Of course, yeah!" The three says.

After that, they help Snails with his gifts and Snips goes with him to assure he gets home safely.

Snails sleeps that night with much less nightmared he usually have this day.

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3 months later, in one of the celebrations of Canterlot High, theres balloons almost everywhere, classrooms, corridors, cafeteria, etc. And it's almost time for lunch.

*S: Aaand, usually I don't ask this, but, how's everything going with Twilight? It's working?

-S: Yes, I'm feeling a lot better now, and we are making progress and-

*pop* (He hears a balloon popping near, but start shaking again)

*S: It's ok dude, you got this, you got us.

-S: Thanks Snips.

[thepaperdollsseries]

Hiiiii! Just wondering if you guys had an update on when we might be seeing the next paper dolls book??? Love your guys work so much I can’t wait!

We are currently about to finish up an alt and that should be the first thing to come out soon! We still have to finish the last bit and edit but sooooon. Thank you so much! It’s awesome and super sweet of you to reach out. 

[jordanswitches]

i want to punish h right now and i can't because he's sleeping so here is how i would if he was not being a sleepy baby

tell him to keep his arms above his head (partly for testing him, partly to keep his arms out of the way, partly cause it makes his arms look very, very nice) and then sooo slowly trail my nails down the underside of his upper arms. every time i get close to actually touching his armpit, i restart until he's whining because i'm being so mean, to which i respond, "oh no, this is mean" and i spider my fingers in his armpits nice and firm. he goes crazy when i do that, he immediately just pulls his arms down and starts shaking and rocking side to side, but my fingers are trapped right where he's sensitive, so all i have to do is wiggle my fingers until he begs me to stop

straddle his thighs and pin his hands under my knees. usually when i'm going for his belly i do this thing he absolutely cannot stand where i make him put his hands on my thighs and keep them there and he always tells me it makes it so much worse, but this time i don't want his hands interfering. so i have his hands pinned, and i smile at him and start my count down from ten. immediately he whines "nooooo", he's already laughing and i haven't even touched him yet. the closer to one i get, the longer i pause between numbers. when i get to three i start inching my wiggling fingers towards his sides. i get to two, and he's begging me so loud trying to pull his hands away. five seconds pass, and i finally say one and start wrecking his sides. he goes crazy from it, doing his adorable tickle laugh (he has so many, i can't wait to show you guys) and after twenty seconds he has to say amber (break). during the break i trace my fingers over his chest right where he likes it to calm him down, and soon he's relaxed with his eyes shut and a smile on his face. but then my fingers start drawing down towards his belly. i'm gonna be nice to him now and give him some gentle tickling on his tummy, spidery on that spot under his belly button, just how he likes it. he still laughs so loudly, but it's his giggle (it's so cute, it's like a little mischievous elf). i can tickle him lightly for longer, but i can't help but stray back towards his sides (his second worst spot) for a bit more fun

sit on one of his legs just below his knee with my knee in between his legs to keep them open. i would stroke my hand up his shin, an unexpected spot that drives him crazy, to make him squeal before i reached his thighs. i'd use both hands to stroke my fingers up and down his outer thighs and get a few squeezes in to show my appreciation for them, and then lean down to kiss them rapidly, make them all sensitive. i'd tease down his inner thigh with one finger to make his leg shake and him beg me not to, and then gently dig in with my fingers, spidering at the end so he gets the extra shock of it. maybe if i'm feeling nice i'd give him some slow thigh kisses and maybe even a bite just to show him i can be sweet, kissing up his leg and hip, but then i finish off with a series of raspberries to his belly and sides. while he's still giggling with ghost tickles, i crawl up his body to cuddle him and kiss his cheeks because he did so well and always is the most perfect boy for me

yes, this is just me fantasising about tickling my boyfriend and yes i am embarrassed. also in case anyone is wondering, his worst spot is the crease of his thigh and i am not even allowed near it (very sad but i respect his boundaries). tickle videos of us switching coming sooooon

[wernerherzogs]

dirt anon, kissy anon, here i am , two months later ,,, ,,,

seriously though! SUPER sorry for yet another response delay (hopefully the last one before i turn the inbox on again!!! promise i’m working on it, which i know i’ve promised before!!!, but i AM, and i’m CLOSE), and thank you for sticking with me (if you guys are still here, l m a o 💀). in chronological order:

@bruddirt dirt anon, i truly gotta start printing out your messages and carrying them around with me everywhere, i think! you have a unique talent of wording them in a way that makes me believe them, or makes me Want to believe them, and at the moment it’s the same thing. they are just genuinely some of the most uplifting and sweetest things i’ve ever heard in my life, and also i really want to work harder on becoming the person you see in me, because that seems like a Good Goal to have. so here i am telling you AGAIN: thank you so, so much for your wishes!!!!!!! SO MUCH. they were just beautiful. :’) and i was (am!) feeling absolutely touched, and at a loss for an adequate response AS USUAL. (the medallion! that’s SO LOVELY. i adore the message from the engraving, your grandfather was a romantic one, huh? :’) )

you’re very important to me, too, and i hope 2020 gives YOU everything you wished for me, too, because hey, i can. 💕 i still don’t know much about you, but i DO know how kind and generous you are with someone you only know from the internet, SO. you’re a Good Human, as far as i can tell!!!! 💕 and i really hope life’s been treating you accordingly!!! i hope you’re staying healthy, finding time to rest, and that none of the people in your life is giving you any headaches. ;) i miss you!!!! hopefully we can chat more often SOON. 💕

as for the WOŚP charity – it’s poland’s annual christmas one, the biggest we’ve been having for 28 years now! and actually its /only/ goal is to provide medical equipment for hospitals, which tells you everything about how much they still need funding in this country since /the citizens themselves/ gotta pay for equipment (in millions each year), lmao. like, whenever you step into a polish hospital, the hearts from the WOŚP charity (the hearts signify which equipment was bought with charity’s money) can be found everywhere – the money makes such a VISIBLE difference. usually the funds go for various stuff for kids, but also elder patients, and sometimes other causes, from what i can recall. and recently our shit government gave more money in just one (1) parliament session than we’ve raised for WOŚP in /all 28 years/ to public television that currently serves as a propaganda tube for said government instead of to, say, oncology wards in hospital that need that money way, way more… incredible timeline. we just love to see it ! 🙃

KISSY ANON! i’m sorry i didn’t respond to you on time in your time of need. D: 💕 i’m also sorry that january was rough for you. :( (idk what was up with that month, but i genuinely cried myself to sleep most nights of it, and half of february wasn’t really better, lmao.) i hope you survived those bad patches, darlin’! i also hope that the work stuff was an isolated incident (bc i hate to hear you were that upset over it! i know how much that stuff can suck :( 💕), and i’m SO HAPPY your mum was there for you when you needed help. good on her for taking it straight to a professional!!!! you said you would be having some incoming breathing room at work, too, so i hope that went well, and that things have calmed since then In General. most importantly, CONGRATS ON GETTING ACCEPTED TO THAT SCHOOL OF YOUR TOP CHOICE AGAIN!!!!!!! i genuinely teared up over that news back then. :’) SO HAPPY FOR YOU. YOU DESERVE IT SO, SO MUCH!!!!! YOU’LL HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHIG ONCE YOU START. WHEN DO YOU START???????? ik you can’t respond me at the moment, r i p, but hopefully we get to talk about it soon!!! i hope you’ve only had more good news since then, and that life has been going well in general, and that you’re healthy, and having support from your loved ones whenever you need it. :’) 💕

tl;dr TALK TO YOU SOOOOON dirt&kissy anons!!!! I REALLY HOPE SO!!!!! SENDING YOU BOTH LOADS OF LOVE!!!! HERE’S TO MAKING 2020 OURS DESPITE A NOT IDEAL START!!!!!

[juimondraws]

Ciaran Nouveau

A commission for a sweetheart guildie of mine! This boy Ciaran (My Son) underwent some intense battle!!!! It was an intense battle with a massive demon that left him mostly 'armless!! It is their birthday sooooon!!!! And well, first draft of this sketch was bloodier, and more provocative hhhhhh so I painted them both versions! And then made a creepy corruption gif. Because yo, you guys know what I'm about here yeah?

Here's my fun experiment-y gif. Because who can resist!

There will be sketches of the scene itself up here soon!!!

Commissions open!

All the useful links:

⋆Patreon⋆ ⋆Design by Humans⋆ ⋆TeePublic⋆⋆Society6⋆⋆Gumroad⋆ ⋆ Ko-fi⋆

[yes-kassiopeia]

I dreamt

Okay so last night i had this dream about lashton (no.. i'm not obsessed...). And i feel like i should share it with you, guys. So let me tell you how it when down...

Basically, there was an old video of Lashton kissing that resurfaced all of sudden ...! Like it was back in 2014 or so. They were on tour somewhere in Europe and they were shopping or something. And then the building they were in was evacueted in emmercy (i dont really rememeber why, but whatever) and they were rushed outside but got separated. And then someone started to film all that (because in emmercy that's what people do nowadays....) and caught on record lashton finding each other safe outside the buding and kissing in relief. But that person who filmed didnt know who they were and didnt care.

And then years later someone who knows them find the video again in the deepest place of internet and make it resurface for everyone to whitness some lashton love...

Aaah... it was a nice dream..

And then i woke up. ._.

(Sorry for being so inactive lately i'll come back soon i promise! As in 5sos' "sooooon".....)

[xthelionsdenx]

//Uhhhh....sorry for like being completely off the grid on here for like 6 months???

Main reason is because I’m basically mobile only right and Tumblr absolutely sucks on mobile. Other reason is because working full time I simply don’t have as much energy to keep up with RP.

I DO MISS IT THOUGH. SO GODDAMNED MUCH.

Some good news..ish? I am aiming to buy a new laptop soon, just looking for the best deal! Right now I’m borrowing my dad’s for a bit, lol.

So once I have a more reliable computer I do hope to get back into the RP game again! I don’t know who’s still around but...hi I guess?

ALSO. Thoughts and tips for me about my blogs. I was thinking about just combining all my lesser muses onto one...but as separate side blogs maybe? So I can still keep a unique url and unique themes but still easily keep track? What do you guys think?

Squall and Laguna will stay as they are, I love them too much and feel they’re far too big to move like that.

Also will likely be adding more muses (like I need more lmao), mainly Marvel and maybe a few others. The only one that may get their own blog like Squall and Laguna would be if I make a Tony Stark blog, as I feel like he would grow to be big as well haha. (Obviously the Marvel blogs will wait until I’ve seen Endgame. Sooooon, soooooon.)

Anyways, just popping in to say I’m still alive and kicking! I’m still pretty active on my personal blog over at @ownedby5cats as well as active on my Instagram (white_whiskers_art). So if you wish to contact me I’m usually on there! I am also sometimes on Discord (LaguNerd#8514)

So, nice to pop and in see you all again and hopefully one day soon I’ll be fully back!