#sorry if this is incoherent i went a little crazy

[fyodior]

Degrading Fyodor about his pathetic excuse of a cock, but you can't lie about how much you're drooling to touch it, to have it in your mouth, to have him cry and whine pathetically because it feels so good. To mock Fedya about how it could never satisfy anyone before changing to praise how cute and tiny it looks while it leaks precum at each insult. Yeahhh we're on the same page here

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ANON BABY U GET ME SO WELL HOW ARE YOU LITERALLY IN MY HEAD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD …… holy shit this is so perfect i honestly couldnt have said it better myself

laying fedya on his back and spreading his legs wide so he’s completely on display with nowhere to hide, tiny uncut cock resting on his tummy, impossibly hard as you degrade him… laughing and mocking him that he could never satisfy anyone is so HOTTTTTT and fyodor thinks so too …. his cock twitches with every harsh insult and precum drools from his tip, he’s so desperate to touch it or be touched that he’s whining….. and that only makes you mock him more, laughing that being told his cock, his entire manhood, is pathetic and useless, is about to make him cum untouched….. how fucking humiliating!!!!

but the whole time you’re actually so desperate to touch it, to taste and feel his beautiful beautiful cock that you can completely envelope with just your fist….. making sure to let him know how fucking humiliating it is that it doesn’t even fill up your hand…. UGH you finally can’t help yourself anymore and have to take it into your mouth, pushing his thighs apart so you can suck his tiny cock, fitting all of it into your mouth with ease. he’s so fucking cute he’s whining and whimpering and crying out that he’s about to cum, so you massage his pathetic excuse for balls until he’s moaning like a little girl and spurting hot cum down your throat…………..

all because you continually made fun of him. he’s so pathetic its so fucking hot i need him so bad

[phantastragoria]

1, 10, 21, 25, 28 for the comic ask game 👀

1. Who's your favorite character and why?

I love all of the five main Guardians equally (plus associated others to varying degrees) but Peter Quill is my little silly man who I want to put into an enclosure so I can study him through a glass wall. I could write various essays about his character and WILL whenever I get some free time because the world NEEDS to understand him the way I do...

Despite his many inconsistencies in personality due to inconsistent writing, I find him to be a very fascinating character with his usually bright exterior but inherent loneliness even as he constantly surrounds himself with groups of people... the never-ending cycle of reinventing himself because he never seems quite comfortable in his own skin for prolonged periods of time... his abilities that I don't think anyone else quite understand because it's too complex... No matter how many times he gets his ass beat or fucks something up he always manages to find a way to continue on even if he really doesn't want to :'/ my scrunklie...

10. Share a favorite comic panel.

Annihilation: Conquest - Star-Lord #1 and Guardians of the Galaxy (2020) #10

Sorry you're getting 2-for-1 pages because I CANNOT choose between the two nor just pick panels. The first I genuinely love just because it's soooo mundane... is there anything better than a suiting up scene... Timothy Green/Victor Olazaba really got across with so little just how completely tired he is of the universe's bullshit while contemplating alone.

The second is because that page is just the coolest with everything coming together... the payoff to Peter returning with the gained knowledge of his sun-elemental abilities... getting part of the gang together to take down a space weirdo... Juan Cabal's composition & Federico Blee's coloring are just SO good. All their issues on GotG (2020) were fantastic but shout-out to the last few they worked on together and especially with #9 as THE standout in my opinion.

21. Share a favorite piece of comics lore.

The most important lore ever is that Drax/Arthur Douglas' favorite meal was macaroni and cheese... we stan a simple king.

25. Who's your favorite villain?

This one is hard because I don't tend to keep up with any of the villains just on their own. I want to say Mysterio SO BAD but I'm not even a hardcore Spiderman reader, and he's done nearly nothing in the grand scheme of things, the mere concept of him is just so funny to me... But hmmmmm, I enjoy Galactus + some of his heralds, I have complicated feelings on Thanos... I find Shuma-Gorath interesting but his appearances are so inconsistent and lacking in giving him any real character of his own...

I actually really enjoy when the various Elders of the Universe show up. I think they work well for setting up an ongoing arc and or just to be a villain of the week thing, there's just such a big variety of extreme hobby fanatics to choose from for any occasion. I don't have a specific favorite out of them all though, maybe En Dwi Gast?

Now, specifically a favorite villain for the Guardians? I really liked the #evil Olympians in Ewing's GotG (2020) and part of me wishes they had been the main threat for a little longer. Greek mythos mixed with cosmic stuff is fun! Plus I feel they were thematically appropriate and a good foil for the team as a whole while also tying back to Peter with the usually forgotten Spartax stuff, the final battle/confrontation with them was great. Ultimately however I think Adam going Magus Mode in the DnA run and the tragedy of him turning after dealing with the fissure Fault and the team trying to do everything to prevent it, failing to do so and then Magus fucking with all of them, is still the most directly personal/effective threat they've had to deal with before or since if that counts for this... I know Magus wasn't directly their problem for more than a few issues but still.

28. What got you into comics?

I was super invested in the Archie Sonic the Hedgehog comics when I was way younger after getting a free comic book day issue LOL that eventually faded away as I grew up and then my timeline was essentially:

Saw the first GotG film > read the current (at the time) comics and was like ehhhhhhhh and fell off for a bit >> eventually went through and read the Annihilation era stuff and then went further back for individual characters >>> by that point All-New Guardians launched in 2017 and I LOVED the first half of that run >>>> Then it devolved into mass crossover event insanity and completely dropped Gamora's personal stakes in the plot to have a random soul stone monster being the mastermind of it all >>>>> Saw IW + EG and was SO HEARTBROKEN by the Guardians treatment in those movies that I completely put off reading anything Marvel related for a while LOL >>>>>> then the Eidos game came out and broke me and I read thru all the stuff I missed after Infinity Warps/etc and now I'm here.

[spicygrilledscorpio]

Sweet dreams - LN

Summary: Lando wanted to suprise his girlfriend but got suprised

Warnings: SMUT, somnophilia, horny!Lando, sleepy!reader, slight overstimulation(?), pet names, oral (f!receiving), penetrative sex (i think that’s it let me know if i missed any)

Side notes: English is not my first language so sorry if anything sounds weird. Hopes you guys enjoy❤️‍🔥

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Y/n went to sleep wearing one of Lando’s button-ups with nothing underneath. She doesn’t usually go to sleep full commando but since her boyfriend isn’t home, why not? Lando was out for the triple header, he just finished Barcelona and was supposed to go straight to Austria, but Lando decided to give his girlfriend a surprise.

Lando opened the door to his apartment slightly, tiptoeing his way through the dark room, careful not to wake her up. He cracks the door to their bedroom quietly, guessing she was asleep since it was pretty late at night. He made his way to where she was lying, looking down at y/n’s peaceful face…until something caught his attention.

Y/n was letting out some incoherent mumbling and panting but was still pretty much fast asleep. She was straddling a pillow, that’s what caught Lando’s eyes. He reached for the pillow between her legs to remove it and to his surprise, there was a damp spot on the pillow. Lando’s eyes widen as he looks down at his girlfriend, who is now rubbing her legs together from the loss of the pillow. He parted her legs slightly, staring at the glistening wetness and leaning down, placing kisses on both sides of her thigh. Meanwhile, Y/n was still very deep asleep.

“P-please, Lando” Y/n mumbled in a quiet tone but enough for Lando to hear

He looks up from between her legs to see that she’s still sleeping. She’s having a wet dream. This is a perfect opportunity for Lando to try out something they talked about for a while but never got the chance to try.

He moved his finger up and down collecting the wetness and then bringing them up to his mouth to taste. He’s pretty sure if y/n was awake and watching him doing that right now, she would be too embarrassed and try to cover her red face. However, she was still fast asleep right now, stirred a little but nothing else, allowing Lando to do everything he wanted to her.

Lando leaned down and lick a stripe from her hole up to her clit, making her breath hitch in her sleep. He starts doing kitten licks and placing kisses on y/n’s clit, teeth glazing it sending shivers down her body

“L-Lan?” She woke up and tried to close her leg in confusion, unsure what was happening.

“I’m here princess, go back to sleep and lemme take care of you yeah?” Lando shushed y/n and pecked her lip before lowering himself again to finish what he started.

Lando started to eat you out like crazy. If anybody sees how he is right now they would think that he was starved for days. The combination of y/n’s arousal and his saliva glistening on her soaked cunt as he continues to devour her. Sucking and practically “making out” with her clit as two of his fingers enter her and immediately start to move at a brutal pace, as his other hand moves up to toy with y/n’s tits. It was too much for her, hands desperately trying to find something to grab onto when they found Lando’s hair.

“I-I’m close Lan”

Her boyfriend didn’t reply but hummed into her soaked cunt, sending vibration to y/n’s already sensitive clit, adding up to the knot building up in her lower abdomen, pushing her over the edge. She grabbed onto Lando’s hair tightly as she cum, moaning out loud.

“That’s it sweetheart, good girl” Lando coos as he plants kisses all over her face. Just when Y/n was about to doze off again, she felt Lando’s tip squeezing into her tight cunt.

“N-no, I want to sleep” Y/n whines, closing her legs and trying to push Lando away

“C’mon, just one more for me ok?”. Lando coos as he grabs her hands and pins them above her head. With one thrust, he bottomed out in her. Lando let out a groan feeling her warm, tight cunt wrapping around his hard member.

“So good f’me huh baby” He whispers in her ear, feeling her clenching extra hard down on him. Lando started with slow but deep strokes, hitting y/n’s G-spot with every thrust making her moan out loud.

“M-more”

“I thought you wanted to sleep, no?” Lando jokes as y/n gives him a death stare.

“Your wish is my command, princess” He chuckled slightly as he increased his pace, hips snapping into her at brutal speed. The sound of skin slapping and wet noises from the combination of her arousal and his pre-cum fills the room.

“I’m close-“

“Cum for me baby” Lando’s hand sneaks down to rub her clit in a circular motion, adding more pleasure, and pushing her over the edge. Y/n let out a loud moan as she comes, clenching around and milking his cock. Lando pulls out and shoots his cum on her stomach.

“Did so well for me, gorgeous” Lando says as he pecks her lip quickly then runs to grab a towel to clean both of them up. After he’s done with the cleaning, Lando climbs onto the bed to cuddle up with Y/n.

“So what were you dreaming about earlier” Lando asks as Y/n hits his chest playfully with her palm.

“Some handsome guy teasing me”

[dayslynthesix]

max verstappen x female!oc cat mom | smau

the one max verstappen follows a instagram account where the owner just post her cats (and one dog named max)

petsbymia

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petsbymia mirabell chilling during the break moments after she scratched me to death ☠️ anyway, she's adorable 🥰

maxverstappen1 she's adorable 🥰🥰

petsbymia she is!! what's not adorable is the scratches i have all over my arm!!

maxverstappen1 im positive she had a reason for it!

petsbymia YEAH I WENT TO PET HER!!

catlovers omg look how cute 😍

mirianb_ ohhhh she's lovely!! i miss my little partner!! 🥰🥰

ilovemycats that's a pretty nice name, i wish i have thought about it 😜

petsbymia i named her after the mirabeu haute in the monaco circuit!! it's my dad favorite part of the track

charles_leclerc your dad have great taste 👌🏻

petsbymia he's also a mercedes fan!

charles_leclerc your dad have a terrible taste

maxverstappen1 your dad have a terrible taste

gabig_ don't say nasty things about uncle!!!!

ilovemycats im ignoring the full argument... wait so you named your cat after something f1 related?? unfollowing you NOW! f1 is not even a proper sport

petsbymia i knowwww im sorry 😭

petsbymia

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petsbymia yeah i got a black cat to name him salem even though i know how historically incoherent it is, he's pretty fucking cute though 🥰 i miss him and i think i lost him 😭😭

maxverstappen1 cute 😍 😍😍

mirianb_ okay i need to tell you now or else i think you might have a heart attack, salem is with me! i kidnapped him, sorry 😘

petsbymia OMG MIRIAN I HATE YOU I'VE BEEN CRYING FOR LIKE HOURS

maxverstappen1 i lost my cats once i can say: that's not very nice of you mirianb_

mirianb_ ok hold on for a sec... aren't you a f1 driver? MIA WHY THERE'S A F1 DRIVER IN YOU COMENTS SECTION

miamilani i mean it's not my section, it's my pets one

maxverstappen1 i saw the cats once and i thought they looked cute so i followed the profile and they're cute so sue me?

mirianb_ omg you're so cat dad coded!

catslovers forever missed salem!!

ilovemycats oh noo, mirian, how could you kidnap little salem dear???

mirianb_ in my self defense, chaos (my cat) miss his friend so i took matter with my own hands

maxverstappen1 has asked to follow miamilani

maxverstappen1 started to follow miamilani

miamilani started to follow maxverstappen1

petsbymia

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petsbymia bath day and i can say max, salem and mirabell hated EVERY crazy second of it 🤪

maxverstappen1 why is your dog named max? 🤨🤨

petsbymia funny story, my best friend also has a collie and he's also named max so i thought it would be funny, now we have max 1 and max 2 right allycmpbll

allycmpbll it's my brother's dog but whatever to make you happy 😍😍

catlovers ok i see now why salem got you all scratched, he clearly is french and you're making him shower

petsbymia stop insulting my cat! he's not french at all, i found him near modena, hes italiano 🇮🇹🤌🏻

collielovers i mean we NEED to put all the collies together

petsbymia no, we don't! i can barely keep it up with ONE border collie

gabig_ i told you!!! i fucking told you when you decided to have a collie that you didn't have the energy for it

ilovemycats salem looks miserable 😭😭

miamilani

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miamilani our dogs, my cats and my best friends, love you miri, happy crazy birthday to you and i hope a bunch of cars going in circle makes you happy tomorrow

mirianb_ im so much more happy when im with you! thanks for all these years of friendship 🩷

gabig_ all of us together until the end

allycmpbll happiest bday to the most annoying person in the world

maxverstappen1 happy birthday, mirian, i feel that you don't like me but anyway

mirianb_ it's not personal mr. verstappen, im a simple mercedes girl 😎

petsbymia

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petsbymia taking the kids to see nona (my mum) mirabell took a nap on my mom's bed, salem took my dad spot on the couch and max ate at least 15 different plants, looking forward to came back again for christmas

maxverstappen1 omg they're so cute and so adorable, im starting to think they have their mom's charm 😅

gabig_ that was supposed to be a flirt? cause god it was awful

petsbymia it was not, it was cute, my pets are as charming as i am!

mirianb_ your dad a few years ago "i don't like pets, im allergic, they're too messy", your dad today "here salem, my bed is your bed now"

petsbymia *proceds to sleep on the couch*

catslover how were you able to get the most charismatic pets in the world?

petsbymia avengers, assemble!

collielovers salem and mirabell they're VERY cute but i cant with max, he's so gentleman coded 🥹

maxverstappen1 i was about to ask whay the fuck have i eaten but my mind went back working again

charles_leclerc again? naive of you to assume your mind worked those past few months

lewishamilton your mind was literally a mud puddle

maxverstappen1 ok stop the bullying now

petsbymia yeah boys, stop the bullying ✋🏻

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 jimmy and sassy appreciation post 🧡🧡🧡

petsbymia mirabell and salem wants to meet jimmy and sassy 🥰

miamilani smooth!

verstappencom the most adorable ones!!

redbullracing we're waiting to see them again! 🥰

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miamilani

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miamilani so here's a funny story i don't know how i ended up here cause i was only answering a random dude on my pets profile (random dude is a formula one champion - i don't know what that means)

gabig_ mia still pretending not to know shit about motorsport when her cat is named after a part of a circuit, tsc tsc

allycmpbll years of asking you to go to interlagos with me and now you're just a gp because a random dude asked you to?

maxverstappen1 excuse me, random dude here, it was very difficult

mirianb_ is it always that loud?

petsbymia we miss you mum!

mirianb_ who's the admin on the pets account while you're away????

roscoelovescoco i also miss my dad!

maxverstappen1 i cant believe lewis got the mind to open roscoes account, search mia, search the comment and respond it, dude, weren't you supposed to be working?

lewishamilton i am working, the car, on the other way around...

miamilani OMG LEWIS HIIIII!!! IM SUCH A GREAT FAM OF YOU, OMG IM LOOKING FORWARD TO SEE YOU DRIVING A FERRARI!!!!!

user182 ok so who is she?

user713 apparently is max new girlfriend

user182 she's a cat mom i think i will like her

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 getting out of the weekend after maxplaining all i could to a pet mom 😜

miamilani sure, whatever you say! interlagos is still better than zandvoort

redbullracing hope we got another one for the redbull army

miamilani not happening, adm, not happening!!

verstappencom 💥💥

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maxverstappen1 has added a story | miamilani has added a story

trying to teach her how to work the sim

charles_leclerc answered your story

any luck?

maxverstappen1

lol she's better than you

thanks max for letting me win (if he says i pushed him out of track hes lying 😝

maxverstappen1 has answered your story

lies!!! you pushed me wild

miamilani

boooo 😚 im better than youuu

[saenari]

soft puppy ♱

au : sent to me by a lovely request ,, basically ellie is oblivious to ur crush on her so she flirts w other ppl cuz she doesn’t think u like her n then … u get the gist but read n find out hehe …

cw : fem reader x ellie williams , ellie is a smoker , fingering , reader is described as having long hair , international lowercase ! there is smut in this one !! smut w a plot ! also pet names ! not proofread sorry forgive me .

wc : 2.7k ♡

౨ৎ you worked at a small local coffee shop , with around three other workers who you periodically saw throughout the week . you didn’t care much for working , but you did like the pay . you were also grateful that since it was a small local shop , you didn’t have a uniform .

౨ৎ you never took much mind about your coworkers , they were a distraction , and besides , you were too busy with your mind on school and other silly things . that was , until you saw her .

౨ৎ she had short auburn hair , that she ruffled out of the way of her face as she used her slender fingers to tie half of it up into a ponytail . she had a slender but muscular figure , and lots and lots of tattoos . did i mention the most dreamy emerald eyes ever ? you were totally , unbelievably in love with this woman .

౨ৎ when she came over to you and told you she’d be working in the coffee shop , you almost passed out . you were so happy that you could barely mutter an “okay” before you turned around and busied yourself with making a coffee for some woman at the front .

౨ৎ during your break , you went into the bathroom to look in the mirror and fix your hair . you started at your cute striped blue and white sweater and denim shorts , both of which you had thrifted and were actually quite proud of . the coffee shop got super cold really easily , so you were still a bit chilly as you grabbed a small white brush from your bag and started brushing through your hair .

౨ৎ you looked down at your shoes and socks . some old white adidas shoes with white frilly socks . you looked back up at the mirror before applying some lip tint , and then someone walked in . it was her ! the girl from before .

౨ৎ “hey , sorry . don’t mean to interrupt .” she says as she washes her hands in the sink . “uh. no problem.” you say , as you grab your bag and walk out of the restroom .

౨ৎ a few weeks had passed since that moment . you always watched ellie from afar , but whenever she came close it was like you were a babbling incoherent ball of nerves . it was so horrible , because you had never felt this way with a crush you had ever had before her .

౨ৎ you tried your best to stay calm , but unfortunately for you , you couldn’t talk to the girl without blushing profusely at her stupid three word sentences . you knew it was dumb , really , how childish you were acting . “god, why am i being so crazy ? just talk to her !” you told yourself mentally .

౨ৎ you looked around for ellie , who you unfortunately spotted right next to a who you recognized . she was an extremely attractive girl named dina who you had worked with for a few months before ellie showed up . ellie was clearly having a very in depth conversation with her , as she was chatting animatedly to dina . you saw them and it made your heart ache , as you wished you could talk that easily to ellie .

౨ৎ ellie leaned in towards dina to tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear , and you felt your heart sink even more . “seriously , her ?” you thought to yourself . sure , dina was pretty , but she could also be bitchy at points . you should know , you worked with her for almost a year . you tried to brush it off , but no matter how much you wanted , whenever ellie and dina talked it made you angry beyond belief . it was like nails on a chalkboard every time you overheard them talking .

౨ৎ you decide that it’s time to start getting close to ellie . you don’t want her to go off to some other girl without you ever even getting to meet her or see what goes on in that inevitably beautiful little mind of hers .

౨ৎ one night , after you and ellie are giving the task of closing up , you decide to make your move . you approach ellie as you and her walk out , and mutter a small “so , we haven’t really talked much even though we’ve been working together pretty long … seems about time we get to know each other , right ?” you were so surprised how easily the words came off your tongue after about a month of just stuttering at her . you hear the words roll off your tongue like a stranger .

౨ৎ “hey , yeah . i’d love that.” ellie says as she pulls out a cigarette and a lighter . she lights the cigarette and puts it up to her mouth , taking a long inhale and exhaling the smoke , which floats away all pretty and swirly in the breeze . “sorry , did you want some ?” ellie says , looking at you with that piercing gaze .

౨ৎ “oh , um , sure .” you weren’t a smoker by any means , but you weren’t exactly thinking in the situation . you inhaled the cigarette before exhaling and then coughing a bit . “god , that is nasty . how do you smoke that crap ?” you say aloud before realizing . “haha , you know , i’m not sure . i just kinda … like it i guess .” she says as she exhales more gray whirls of smoke .

౨ৎ you couldn’t believe it . here you were , having an actual fucking conversation with this girl . ellie . ellie williams . ellie sofuckinghot williams . you looked up at her . “so … i know we don’t know each other that well , but would you like to maybe go out sometime ?” you say , smiling . again was that sensation that it wasn’t you talking . who was this new personality that inhabited your soul ?

౨ৎ “oh , yeah ! sure .” ellie says . she starts to walk to her car . “as friends , right ? see you !” she says before hopping into her car , slamming the door and driving off . you stand there , mouth agape . what the fuck ? that could not have been clearer that was a date . you stand there in disbelief before walking to your car and getting in . you mentally hit yourself in the head over and over . “cmon , seriously ellie ? is she slow or something ?” you think to yourself maybe she already has a girlfriend , but something told you she did not .

౨ৎ meanwhile , ellie mulls over the conversation in her bedroom , while polishing her guitar . “she didn’t mean like , a date right ? no way . she couldn’t have …” she thinks to herself . “it’s better this way , that way i don’t actually think she likes me and make a fool out of myself . seriously … there’s no way that was a date right ? i mean … just as friends …” she talks aloud to herself as her voice trails off . she sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose . “fuck…” she says aloud .

౨ৎ that night , for both of you , is filled with sighs from ellie and sobs from you into your pillow . goddamnit , if only the two of you could see !

౨ৎ the next day at work was a friday , and you decided to come in late . when you walk in , you see ellie . “fuck me .” you think to yourself . “of course she’s fucking here .” you work around her all day , not wanting to say another word to her .

౨ৎ ellie is completely oblivious to your upset feelings , and still thinks that there was no way a girl like you could want to ask a girl like her out on a date . there was just no way . she told herself that over and over throughout the entire day .

౨ৎ friday evening , you approach ellie , ready to give her a piece of your mind . “ellie , be truthful with me here . i don’t want to go out as just friends , so if that’s what you want , tell me . because i’m not looking at you as just a friend material .” ellie is shocked . she’s in disbelief . “fuck , it was a date ?” she thinks to herself . “i- i just - it’s complicated a bit -” she stutters to you . “fine , ellie . i don’t have it in me to be rejected by you tonight . see you monday , i guess .” you start to walk away before you hear her voice call “wait !” you turn around as she says “come back , please ..” you oblige , wanting to see what this will turn into .

౨ৎ she looks down at her beaten up converse . “how was i supposed to know that you like me …?” she says , still not able to meet your eyes . she wanted to blame you for this , because if she admitted to not knowing , it made her look like an idiot . “excuse me ?” you say . “it was completely and blatantly obvious i had a crush on you . are you kidding me ?” you say back . “okay , okay , listen . im sorry . just … can you please forgive me ? i do like you . i want to get to know you better .” you blush as you look down at your hands . “yeah … i can .” you say . “let me take you home , please ?” ellie says as she gestures to her car . this isn’t exactly how you’d imagined or even planned getting with ellie , but you wanted to see where this would go .

౨ৎ she holds the door open to the passenger seat for you and then gets in to drive you home . except , she definitely does not have any plan to take you back to your house . instead , she takes you back to her apartment . “do you mabye wanna … come in and hang out ?” she rubs the back of her neck nervously . “yes … i do .” you say .

౨ৎ once you two are in her apartment , you look around at how she decorated the place . it’s very cozy , with posters and pictures all over the walls . it’s a new place , which looks very modern and nice . you feel safe there .

౨ৎ ellie puts a hand on the back of your neck before placing another one on the small of your back . “cmere , lemme kiss you ?” before you could even respond , you find yourself in a passionate kiss as you grab the back of ellie’s neck , pulling her closer towards you . “needy already ? alright , i can work with that .” she says , smiling at you .

౨ৎ soon you find yourself and ellie on the couch , with her on top of you , hands by each side of your head . ellie starts to slowly unbutton your shorts as you cup the side of her face , still leaning in towards the kiss . ellie slowly pulls the zipper from your shorts down . she looks at your underwear , white with hearts . if you had known that you would be doing this tonight , you would’ve worn something better . “cute…” she smiles to herself as she mutters under her breath . she slides your shorts down , still pursuing your lips in the steamy kiss .

౨ৎ her hands stroke down your abdomen as they end up at the waist of your underwear . “can i ?” ellie asks , looking at you . “yes , please , do .” you say as you exhale heavily . ellie pulls your underwear and shorts down , tossing them to the side to worry about later . she looks down at you . “you’re really pretty , bun . you know that ?” she says as she pulls you up a bit , changing positions so you are laying with your back to her chest as she places one firm hand on your waist .

౨ৎ her hand trails down , finding it’s way in between your legs . you feel her finger slide along your slick , before finding its way to the small bundle of nerves . she would never neglect your pearl . she traces small circles along the sensitive bud as she whispers into your ear . “shh , i got you . just relax .” she moves her finger slowly and gently , which drives you insane . you let out small whimpers as she continues .

౨ৎ you softly grab her forearm as she moves her fingers further down . she quickly moves a finger inside you , feeling your gummy walls tighten beneath her . “ellieeee…” you moan out . “it’s okay , just tell me if it’s too much and i’ll stop .” she whispers into your ear . she moves her finger , hitting that spot in the back of you that made you moan out . without any warning she slides another finger inside you . she softly moves her fingers in and out , giving you just enough pressure and friction to feel amazing .

౨ৎ you whine softly as she continues to pound into you , going faster and rougher . she wanted to hear you beg and scream for it , but she didn’t know how much you could take . “cmon bun , lemme hear you .” she says as she moves her fingers outside of you again to tease your puffy clit . “ellie … please don’t stop .” you whimper , unable to say more . “that the best you got ?” she says as she keeps trailing circles around your small bud . “thought i told you i wanted to hear you beg for it .” you mutter something along the lines of begging , and that seemed to be good enough for ellie .

౨ৎ she moves her two fingers back inside you . she moves them into you for a few minutes while softly muttering praises into your ear . “you can cum whenever you want , pup .” she says, reaching up under your shirt to palm at your tit. you definitely didn’t need her to say that twice , as it took only a few more seconds for you to finish all over her fingers .

౨ৎ she moves her fingers slowly as you cover her hand in milky white , she doesn’t waste a second bringing her fingers up to her mouth so she could taste you . she whispers in your ear . “you were so good for me …” she grabs your own panties from the couch and slides them back on you , muttering apologies as you winced from still being sensitive . “do you want to spend the night here ?” she whispers softly to you . “yes …” you trail off .

౨ৎ she helps you get into bed , bringing you some water and then giving you one of her band tees to sleep in . you feel her come up behind you in her bed , wrapping her arms around your waist . she kisses the back of your neck before saying, “i hope we can do this again .” you mutter something like a goodnight to her, and then you’re out . it had been such a long day that you didn’t have any energy left in you .

౨ৎ the next day you woke up to ellie still sleeping next to you . “so , what are we gonna do today ?” you ask her . “she gets up and smiles at you . “whatever you want , pretty girl .”

♡ OKAYYY that’s it for this fic i’m sorry it was better in my head n tbh like … this fic is lowkey really fucking bad um ,, i feel like i didn’t do as good of a job writing the smut as i wanted hopefully u guys like it ahahahahshsh ,,, i have some more ideas i think u guys will like better but i’m rushed to put out smut on this account to keep it growing ,, okay that’s it i love you all ! ♡

[spirit-lanterns]

Firefly being a pathetic submissive, not knowing how to move her hips properly and being forced to top for the first time in her entire life is something that I dig. Picture this, bunny reader on their back on the poker table, sprawled like some offering, with their thighs spread open and in between them is Firefly that's completely fucked out of her mind, spite trickling down from the side of her mouth as she moved her body without a tempo. Her hands gripping the table so hard that her knuckles looked paper white while bunny!r clutched her wrist to ground themself, because even thought Firefly pulled too far and slipped accidentaly out from time to time, humping reader's clit feverishly and forcing bunny to guide her back into or changed the pace into some weird rhythm, her cock was delicious enough with its grith that it made reader not only see stars but birth of entire galaxy. Firefly rutting into bunny reader like some flea ridden mutt and reader enjoying every second of this as bunny's ankles were locked behind Firefly's hips, forcing her to push deeper.

The closer Firefly was getting to orgasm the more she whined into the reader's shoulder, her eyes prickling with tears that slowly started to shed out of overstimulation as her soft little cock was gripped in vice-like grip inside reader's folds, milking her dry.

As her cock started to twitch Firefly let go of her death grip that the table suffered of and clutched reader waist instead, pulling them closer to her pelvis and starts to grind her entire lenght into reader and making them squeal from the pain that dig into their's soft waist and force of Firefly's short thurst that punched the breath out of our bunny.

This insane pace went for a short while before Firefly came with a soft moan, her body tensing while not pulling out of reader. Burrowing even deeper into the inviting warmth and painting reader's walls white before collapsing on a equally spent reader that proceeds to just embrace Firefly and cuddle her head into their tits as Firefly refused to pull out, mumbling incoherently into reader skin.

Even thought Firefly doesn't gamble because she's too poor reader still treats her like a biggest V.I.P (outshining even biggest spender) and bunny's boss has nothing to say about this because reader pulls enough money in one day as half of his staff in two months so he can turn a blind eye for some stowaway fucking his prized employee in his casino from time to time (everyday after closing).

I got a little carried out... sorry :3c.

Hnnnnn poor pathetic top Firefly…my mouth is watering 🤤

If Firefly is on top, I imagine that Reader becomes more of a “power bottom” because who’s gonna direct Firefly to do all the moves that Reader likes? Firefly is a pretty submissive woman herself, so to have her on top is such a new experience for her in the first place. Luckily Bunny Reader is there to guide her though, cuz Firefly would be thrusting at a sloppy pace whilst almost slipping out every time with how messy she is…

It’s okay though, Reader finds that absolutely adorable. Her weakness is cute, innocent girls who don’t really know what they’re doing, so to have Firefly thrusting sloppily into her, drooling, whining, practically an amateur at sex, is just really turning on Reader to the max. She’s so in love, tail waggling like crazy as she clings to Firefly’s body and bounces with each rugged thrust. Firefly’s size is nothing to be “impressed” by, but god does Firefly’s entire being make up for it. Shes so cute, Reader doesn’t care if her cock doesn’t make it all the way in. Firefly is so cute, she could cum from just watching her moan on top of her 💕

[seokmthw]

oh shit, are we in love? | zhang hao

⇢ pairing: zhang hao x reader

⇢ warnings: fluff, a smidge of angst, brief mentions of a toxic relationship

⇢ word count: 1.5k

prompt #5 "you don't have to be so brave with me"

prompt #12 "let's kiss and see where it takes us"

⇢ note: i realized i'm severely lacking zhang hao on my main masterlist and saw this request sitting in my inbox and just had to write it. i went a little crazy with the word count, but hao is so easy for me to write for so it came naturally to me. i hope you all enjoy!

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you sniffled, hand coming up to wipe the stinging hot tears away from your eyes, which were focused on the screen of your phone, an image of you and your now ex-boyfriend on full display for you to see. you’d been managing your breakup a lot worse than you anticipated, and when the photo had shown up in your memories, it caused something within you to snap and you cried harder than you have over the past several months since your breakup. maybe it was how happy you looked while he appeared to be losing his love for you, or maybe it was because you longed so badly for something like that again, but you just couldn’t stop the flow of your tears once they started.

throughout your mourning process, you relied very heavily on zhang hao, a boy you met in your music class a couple of semesters ago. he was always there for you when you needed him and made time for you even when he was busy with something. he was the type of person whose presence alone was comforting and you were grateful to have someone like him in your life.

you'd grown almost a little too fond of zhang hao. every little brush of his hand against yours or the hug he gave you when you needed it the most shouldn't have been making the butterflies in your belly flutter around, but they did, and you weren't sure what to make of it. part of you wondered if it was too soon, or if he might be the person you dreamed of being with all along, but you didn't want to ruin what you currently had and decided to keep your lips sealed.

during your most recent state of hysteria, you texted him something almost incoherent about not wanting to be alone and needing him by your side more than ever, but now that you had calmed down a little bit, you tried taking back your words and apologizing to him. but hao was stubborn, and despite being in the middle of his violin practice, he responded quickly and told you he was packing his things up and would be on his way soon.

you felt a little guilty, sure, but the bigger majority of your brain was just ecstatic he would be there, and you'd be able to vent and be in his presence. almost as if on a queue, the sound of his knuckles rapping lightly against your door was echoing throughout your room, mingling with a sniffle as you rose from your nest of blankets on your bed and shuffled to the door.

pulling the heavy, wooden object toward you, hao greeted you with gentlest and softest smile you think you'd ever seen from him. you stepped aside, allowing him entry into your room - which was a disaster, but he never really cared - and watched as he set his belongings down on the floor at the foot of your bed. you shut the door, turning around to be greeted with his arms outstretched, welcoming you to melt into him whenever you were ready.

it didn't take long, because within mere seconds you had your arms secured around his waist and your cheek resting on his chest. hao's arms wrapped around your shoulders, enveloping you in a warmth you didn't know you needed, and he rested his chin atop your head.

you sighed, new tears springing into your eyes and dripping onto your cheeks, and inevitably soaking through the fabric of his sweatshirt. you squeezed him slightly, desperate to get him as physically close to you as possible while mumbling, “thank you for coming here, i’m sorry i interrupted your violin practice.”

“hey now, you don't have to be sorry,” his voice was soft as he spoke, “besides, the instructor often wonders why i even show up because he thinks i’m a musical genius. when i told him i needed to go, he barely even let me finish my sentence and was practically pushing me out of the door.”

“well still, you didn't have to come at all. it's just me being a little ridiculous anyway,” you replied, finally pulling away from him and motioning for him to join you in snuggling down under your blankets.

he crawled into the bed beside you, allowing you to settle down into his side, your head resting gently on his shoulder as he pulled the thick comforter over the two of you. hao glanced down at you, parting his lips to speak, “emotions you feel are never ridiculous you know. you can talk about whatever it is you want and i will never judge you or think you're being silly.”

you nodded, hesitant to even say anything at all, so instead you just allowed your eyes to flutter shut, letting your words die in your throat so you didn't mess up and say the wrong thing.

hao was quick to notice, even though you felt you were hiding it pretty well. he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, concern evident in his expression as he said, “you don't have to be so brave with me. what’s on your mind?”

you shifted slightly, anxious to even think about beginning to tell him anything, but your mouth worked quicker than you mind, “it's just, throughout this whole breakup process, i think i’ve realized i have feelings for someone and it feels so soon but so right and i don't know what to do.”

“you're a human being, it's only natural you have feelings for people. besides, it's been months since your breakup and you're allowed to move on if you want to,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“i’m just scared it'll ruin everything,” you replied, averting your gaze from his to find interest in your chipping nail polish instead.

“well, if they're someone who truly cares about you, then they wouldn't let it ruin anything,” unbeknownst to you, he never looked away from you, “maybe you could tell them, the worst that could happen is that they say no.”

you sighed, “that's thing, i did just tell him.”

looking up, you caught the shocked expression of hao. the corners of your mouth twitched up ever so slightly, voice barely above a whisper as you said, “it's you, hao.”

the look on his face was incredibly difficult for you to read. you could feel panic beginning to settle in, knowing you had more than likely screwed everything up, and you couldn't help the tears that began to fall again. the only thing you could manage to say was “i’m sorry” in between your little cries, trying to put as much distance between the two of you as you could.

hao caught you off guard, pulling you back to him, hands cupping your face gently. he wiped the tears away with his thumbs, asking, “now why on earth are you sorry?”

“because i can tell you don't feel the same and that i just made everything so awkward,” you refused to make eye contact with him as you answered his question.

you heard a small chuckle slip past his lips, “y/n, you're not making anything awkward. i’m just surprised you return my feelings at all. why do you think i’ve always been so eager to spend time with you, even when i’m occupied with other things?”

now it was your turn to adorn a baffled look, jaw slightly agape as you processed his words. hao was the first to say something again, this time keeping your overall well-being in mind, “this doesn't have to move fast, it can be at whatever pace you want. it honestly could just not happen at all. tell me what you want and i’ll give it to you, i promise.”

“i-” you started, opening and closing your mouth like a fish out of water, desperate to find the right words. finally, you settled on, “let’s kiss and see where it takes us?”

you felt extremely shy asking, almost shrinking into yourself at such an absurd request, but hao wouldn't let you, because within mere seconds he was closing the distance between the two of you and molding his lips with yours. you gripped onto the front of his sweatshirt ever so slightly, eyes fluttering closed and the feeling of pure euphoria filling up every inch of your body.

you hadn't felt so seen or appreciated in a long time, and finally getting to kiss the boy you'd dreamed of for so long was almost surreal. you became putty in his hands, allowing him to pull you closer to his body, a string of kisses following suit.

you finally pulled away for air, your grin reflecting hao’s as you said, “i think i like where this is going.

“good,” he beamed, giving you another kiss in between his words, “because i do too.”

[puffpasstea]

For the overstimulation thingy, do what you want i love anything you write

here you go, my dear. I hope you like it 🥹 please let me know what you think. Thank you so much for reading. warnings: dom!Harry, smut, overstimulation. ——

She stared up at the ceiling with foggy eyes, blinking rapidly. The consequences of what she’d done slowly sinking in. Instant regret bubbled in her chest. Her orgasm hadn’t even been worth it. She thinks she was too desperate to really take her time and make herself feel good. Or maybe she’d been too harsh with her finger. Perhaps too quick with her movement. The whole affair had been underwhelming. But at least she managed something. 

She’d felt needy and worked up all day. Perhaps it was the knowledge that Harry was home, literally, a staircase away, in his home office, that had her feeling so insatiable. He was right there but so inaccessible. It drove her crazy. She rolled over onto her side, tucking herself under the covers, and thinking about the love of her life. How their schedules hadn’t lined up in a while, how much she’d missed him. Her post-orgasm haze turned into a submissive neediness the more she dwelled on how little time they’d had for each other lately. It made her feel cold and sad, she clutched the edge of the duvet in her hand, leaning over to Harry’s side of the bed, seeking any lingering remnants of his scent. 

“Babe? You asleep?” She heard Harry’s soft voice as he slinked into the room on his tiptoes, afraid to wake her. 

Her eyes snapped open. “No, H. Just laying in bed.” She smiled up at him, and even from the doorway, he could see that her eyes were glazed over. 

“You alright, sweet girl?” 

“Mhm. Just miss you.”

Harry sat on the bed next to her, leaning over to get closer, but she immediately avoided his gaze. He tried once again, this time attempting to his her lips, but she tilted her head, offering him her cheek instead. 

“‘S the matter?” His brows furrowed in disappointment. 

“N-nothing.”

“No- there’s somethin.’ Why won’t you look at me? Hmm?”

She knew Harry wasn’t going to be too happy with her once she told him. He cheesily always joked that her orgasms needed to be handmade and delivered by him and only him. Whenever he was feeling mor dominant, he’d even say that he owned her cunt and her pleasure, and no one, not even herself, could violate that. Either way, not touching herself without his permission was VERY important to him. 

“I- uh. It’s been a long day, and-“

Thinking that she’d had a rough time at work, or something, Harry had started kissing on her, gently rubbing her sides, trying to make her feel better. 

“I, hmmm” she sighed, feeling her body relax at his soft touch. But she needed to get it over with quick. Strengthen her resolve without his big beautiful eyes digging into her soul. “I, umm, masturbated to get myself to calm down.” The words rolled off her tongue too quickly, coming out as one incoherent noise. But Harry’s ears had perked up. He’d heard enough to know what she’d said. 

Harry paused his kissing, taking a moment to process her confession before he went back to kissing down her body again. She was dumbfounded. She’d half expected him to pounce on her. Tie her up and spank her ass bloody. Or fuck her mouth to get himself off and “even the score.” Or at the very least harshly scold her and call her a needy whore. When none of that followed she found herself involuntarily rambling. “It didn’t even feel that good. I hated it. Wash just so- uh- so horny all day and I missed you and you were busy. I didn’t wanna bother you. I saw Jeff’s car outside. Knew you were having a meeting, and, I just. Just wanted to feel good. I’m sorry.” Her rant went on for a moment, Harry concealing his laugh and doing his best to keep ignoring. 

“You wanna feel good, darlin’? We haven’t had much time for ourselves lately, have we?” 

She shook her head. 

Harry looked up at her through his lashes, pulling her shorts down slowly. “I haven’t been takin’ care of my girl, have I? Felt needy and I wasn’t there to help. Poor baby.” He pressed a kiss to her thigh, hooking his fingers into the band of her panties, causing her to gasp. “Well, I’m here now, honey. Let me make you feel good.”

He peeled the underwear off of her body, tossing it to the side of the bed. His soft lips found her already wet folds, kissing them delicately before his tongue started licking into her. He had her squirming, bucking her hips, and pulling on his curls in no time. “Cum.” He demanded, his breath hot against her clit as she came undone, Harry licking her through the aftershocks of her climax. 

He finally tore himself away from between her thighs, his lips and chin glistening with her arousal. He made a dramatic slurping noise. “Always taste so good for me.” He smiled, making her blush and quickly look away. Harry climbed further into the bed, resting his back against the headboard and patting his lap. “C’mon.”

“W-what?” She’d assumed her orgasm was the end of it. But he clearly had other plans. 

“On your tummy, hurry up.”

Her body still weak, she scrambled to get into position for him. She knew he wouldn’t let this slide without a punishment. She braced herself for feeling the sting of his palm and ring-studded fingers against her bare bum, squeezing her eyes shut. She shrieked in surprise when she felt his fingers on her cunt instead, pumping through with a finger rubbing against her clit.

“fuckkkk, Har- Ahhhh” her second orgasm hit faster and harder, she moaned out incoherent words, twisting her hips as she let the pleasure wash over her. 

She felt Harry’s legs spread open underneath her as she laid there, catching her breath. Soon enough, she understood why. In no time, he had her sitting between his legs, her back pressed against his chest, arms snaked around her waist to keep her in place and his hands, once again, find her extremely sensitive cunt. Harry’s lips stayed by her ear, whispering obscene things into her ear as he worked her up against her will. “P-please. No more. I’m s-sorry. I was bad. I’m sorry. I-“

“Hush now. Take it like a good girl.”

She felt her sensitivity grow the closer she got to her next climax. “It- h-hurts. Hurts. Too much. I’m s-scared. Please.”

“Aww, baby. Scared? Thought you wanted to come, my love?”

She knew what he was playing at. The humiliation adding to her pleasure, and to her struggle. 

“Ffffuuckkk. I’m cumingggg—-“

“Good. Cuz I’m just gettin’ started.”

[j2zara]

j2's vegas wedding outfit. porter's carrying him over the threshold of the chintzy honeymoon suite and spreading his bride out on a heart-shaped bed and making love to him ALL night.

IM SORRY I WISH I HAD MORE THOUGHTS ABT THIS BEYOND JUST FORMLESS GLEE. I was so busy living in the euphoria of j2porter vegas wedding roleplay that i forgot i lived in a world where i ought to say more than scream incoherently abt it. Sorry everyone for being soft about these two. Like its my fault. Tomorrow Jace is going to yell at j2 over this but today j2 is glowing. He's so happy and unfortunately im evil and in my heart porter has this terrible moment of in his head seeing J2 like this tacky wedding dress in his arms and all like yeah i would give it all up for j2 and then its over and hes like ok im normal now (he's not). He loves being in porter's arms he loves being carried across the threshold (secretly his favorite part) and J2 is so adoring and trusting and its just. I cry.

And i do think it would even be something that J2 would take a moment to accept, like i don't even think it would be his idea bc like he wants it he wants it to be real in that he wants porter to himself he wants to be the one picked to be It but also he wants the fantasy of it as well if he can't have that but also a part of him is like is it blasphemous is it wrong to want to indulge in the fantasy in which i get to be the one for Porter. Especially if this is not a situation in which he is invoking jace, like this is for him.

I can't decide if that once he's in on it though he's the one nervously but like excitedly trying to voice his ideas or if he's truly in for the ride. He definitely didn't decide on the dress but like unironically he loves it I think in his mind he would end up in something more dainty but its perfect. He can do tacky!!! He likes comfort, he likes tacky, he's never had a sense of style but he likes romance, repulsion at closeness is a jace instinct and it always feels alien in his brain, wrong, and J2 freaks out a bit abt the dress getting messed up at first but like the tags are right Porter is getting into it and J2 can relish the fact that Porter is not going to treat him like a precious thing, the want to the point of destruction is close to what he wants, right?

and the heels are crazy something that high might be a j3 special j2 has never worn a heel in his life and initially he's like idk abt this but if it's what porter wants then ok! And he's kinda wobbling around, but he's earnestly giving it his best shot like asking Porter "how do i look?" and like and its like endearing and awkward and so baby bird and Porter is just like so endeared by it until the heel snaps off but thats ok bc that means Porter gets to carry him some more!!

And i do think J2 gets into the roleplay aspect of it like for real for real. This entire night is about how special J2 is which he's like absolutely taking and relishing and he might actually die of happiness and b/c i love porter but i hate porter he's absolutely playing into it just this idea of like it's crazy and it's stupid but what if we went for it? i would give it all up for you. I chose you. I have to have you, which is why we're ruining the dress and the makeup. Like Porter rips the dress and he absolutely wants j2 to cry and his mascara to run and his lip gloss to smear while Porter is fucking his face and j2 is sooooo into it.

but also it gets very slow and treasures him kissing of the thighs and slowly taking off the garters and J2 might pass out. He's like. J2 is not doing the work for tonight this is for spoiling you (I earnestly think if they did commit to the whole honey moon suite thing Porter is making J2 everyone's problem. This is my special little princess for the night. Get behind me kitten he asked for no pickles). J3 makes fun of j2 for earnestly using the phrase "making love" sometimes and what they're doing usually isn't really that but tonight it is and. he cries but like for once its not like a sad cry or even a bittersweet cry.

But the other half of the roleplay beyond getting spoiled is j2 getting like wayyyy into it like. if he were really. basically living in this fantasy of essentially being Porter's housewife and being like yeah i'd do all your dishes and all your laundry and treat you right and be dressed up for you with a cute little apron and give you a kiss every day when you came home work and of course there's a home cooked meal and you can watch tv on the couch or i could give you a massage and tell you how hard you work and how happy i am to see you and whatever else you want. You're the center of my world. And then i can blow you obviously. Which obviously is huge turn on for Porter so they go at it like two more times and then the rest of the night

J2 doesn’t stop telling Porter he loves him all night. The softy in me says Porter also says it back. But you didn’t hear it from me

[hum-suffer]

sorry about invading your ask box with that long essay. I know half of it is incoherent :') I just said all I could. The summary of it though is (in case you dont wish to read it all): I hated Ram. Couldnt understand why people were so crazy about him to the extent that the rich were racing to give away all their life earnings and the poor were making sure even their humble little huts are lit up for Ram that day. Then I read about the Hindu history. Became absolutely horrified. I felt scarred. Currently in the process of begging Ram to heal the ancestral wounds I am carrying deep within my soul. Trying to make my parents understand why the new Sita-Ram poster in my room is for spiritual needs. Hon'ble mentions- I finished Ami Ganatra's commentary on Ramayana and also listened to her explain a lot of the misconceptions I held. Also found J Sai Deepak. His book went slightly over my head but I am re-reading to understand it better. I love his speeches. Another guy who explains the hindu position brilliantly is Anand Rangnathan imo. Some of his arguments were actually what contributed in my disillusionment. I am currently reading his "Hindus in Hindu Rashtra"

Don't feel sorry at all, my dear, it's completely fine!

I'm absolutely proud of you for taking up the courage and determination to seek the answers for yourself. Siya Ram would be proud of you regardless, as long as you're happy and your happiness doesn't strike down someone else's.

I'm glad that you're learning new things as well as trying to solve the misconceptions you had, my dear. These people are some great sources, especially Anand Ranganathan in his neutral and brutal view of the political situation in our country.

I wish you all the very best for your understanding of the new perspective you have seen and i will always help you, should you ever ask for it

[dad-sun-and-moon]

The Hat

Daryl was going insane.

The corporate goon looked at Moon, who was currently sitting down and singing a lullaby to one of the kids. Gregory, Daryl believed. It was a cute sight, he had to admit, but something was driving him crazy.

Daryl had been visiting for about two weeks now, and at this point, he was very aware of what the naptime animatronic looked like, the most iconic part of Moon's look being the hat.

The hat that changed lengths almost every time he looked at it.

He was losing sleep over this. Why and how were the hats changing lengths? Was he seeing things? If they were changing lengths, where are the previous hats going? What was happening?!

Daryl scribbled some notes, eyes squinting at the offending robot's head, specifically at the back. Moon usually had a long hat, it usually covering its whole back and barely reaching the top of its pants. Daryl called that one the "normal" hat. It was the most common one.

Daryl muttered something incoherent to himself, loudly scratching on the paper. He would get to the bottom of this. He had to.

Sure, his job was to figure out what the problem with the attendant was, but this was also something bizarre going on with it. So, it counted.

Apparently, he had been writing too loudly, because he suddenly saw red lights illuminating his page. He jumped, looking up from his notes, seeing the large animatronic loom over him, a scary grin on its face.

"Too loud," it said in its raspy voice. "Quiet."

Daryl put his hands up in surrender. "Sorry, sorry. My bad."

"Your bad indeed," the robot snickered, slouching back down to be at eye level with Daryl.

Daryl didn't know what it meant by that. "Something has just been bothering me, that's all."

"Poor you."

Daryl nodded in agreement, looking once again at the hat. Moon seemed to notice this time, its white pupils darting to the end of the hat that was hanging off the side of Moon's ruffles. "I have a question."

Moon grunted. Daryl took that as a sign to keep going.

"Why does your hat keep changing?"

Moon looked over at him, annoyance clearly (but not so clear to Daryl) radiating off his face. "What are you talking about?"

Daryl blinked in shock, looking at the top of Moon's head. How could it not know what he was talking about? He swore that the hat was shorter than it was yesterday. This hat went a little bit below its ruffles, but the one yesterday was all the way down to the little ribbon part right above the animatronic's pants. Daryl gestured wildly, muttering; "I swear to God, your hat. It's different."

Moon let out a long sigh. "Do you need your eyes checked?"

Daryl looked to the side. Well, probably, it had been around a year since-

Wait, no, off topic. Daryl glanced back up at the animatronic-

THE HAT WAS EVEN LONGER NOW.

Daryl let out a squeak, pointing at the offending article of clothing as if it had wronged him in some way. Moon simply scoffed and walked away from the security desk, moving to sit next to Baby Gregory, who was looking at the animatronic with a wide grin and sparkling eyes.

Daryl put his hands on his head.

He needed coffee.

[lostdrarryfics]

Hi, I’m so sorry if this is vague. I can’t remember all the details of this fic, but I’m going to try as hard as I can. Also sorry if it sounds very rambly!

So it’s obviously a drarry fic :) It was a pretty unique au from what I remember. It was post-war I’m pretty sure. Harry was a teacher at this auror academy and also on the board for the academy. Draco was a student attending that school. He really wanted to be an auror, but he just kept failing. I think he kept failing Harry’s class. Harry went to a bunch of meeting where the board discussed how they didn’t want Draco to pass and/or become an auror. Also on the board was Astoria Greengrasses dad. He was a complete jerk. I think Astoria and Draco were engaged at one point, but they broke it off and remained really good friends. I also remember Teddy being a prominent side character, but like he was a full grown adult. Also maybe Blaise Zabinis daughter or sister was a character, but I can’t for the life of me remember her name.

I also think Harry and Ginny were dating in the beginning of the fic or they had just broken up. Pretty early on Draco declares his love for Harry, but Harry rejects him. Harry is also going to therapy and he talks to his therapist about Draco. I remember that Draco brought him coffee a lot. I think they also briefly see other people. I know Draco for sure dates somebody else. Seeing them together makes Harry realize how much Draco used to do for him, like casting warming spells or silence spells to help him relax in public.

But this fic took place over the span of many years, because Draco keeps repeating the same school year to become an author. I also remember that there was the ghost of a little kid trapped inside a tree at the academy. Draco figures out that it was a muggle, who was a victim of magic or something. So he frees the spirit and kind of ruins the tree. That makes the board really and and the have a meeting on how punish him for it. Harry stands up for him and agrees with his actions.

The last major thing I remember is that the wizarding world added laws to absolve the statute of secrecy or something. Basically, all the wards were being taken down and the wizarding world was going to be exposed to the muggle world. That happened during the direct ending of the fic.

I hope that was enough to go off of. So sorry if that was incoherent or a huge ramble! Thank you for any help you can give! I’ve spent all day looking for it and it’s been driving me crazy.

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[braveclementine]

Chapter 25

Warnings: 18+readersonly, mentions of blood kink (reader on period)

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs: Elizabeth Silvertongue and Clementine Greenleaf. I also own Clementines' brother Donavan. The following OCs are owned by other Wattpad writers as this is a collaboration project. Their OCs are on the face claim page. I do not condone any copying of this.

The first day back to school was not the best by any means. Not only did I feel the eyes watching me from not only the teachers/Avengers, but also the extra security (SHIELD agents) that Dean Fury had hired to keep an eye out on me and other potential targets. On top of that, I had started my period and was in quite a bad mood, as well as in physical pain. Plus, Steve seemed sore with me for some reason, feeling like he was avoiding me. 

I was distracted during all of my classes, the hairs on my arms consistently standing up. I felt the security and Professors could be a lot more subtle and just stop looking at me. Even Ivy seemed to be informed because she found an excuse to walk with me after my classes and even studied with me in the library which I swear she had never done before. 

To say I was frustrated by the time Psychology rolled around was an understatement. I half contemplated skipping Bucky's class since I figured he'd ben even worse than the others, but knew their worry would just peak more and they'd probably shut the school down and organize a search party for me. 

So I headed to Psychology with heavy anxiety. Despite Brocks' threat to release Steves' identity to the public, he hadn't actually done it yet. I wasn't sure if it was just a bluff, or if perhaps the higher ups hadn't let him, but it worried me. 

Bucky's class turned out to be the most relaxed of all of them. We talked about eating disorders and the how's and whys of such disorders. It stemmed a little bit into the healthy diets and unhealthy diets and he suggested that we all attempt a diet for one month and see if we felt better emotionally and physically after doing it. 

"Miss Silvertongue, please stay behind, we need to talk about your last exam." Professor Barnes said as the class started to file out. Two of the girls in front of me started to laugh, quite rudely. Ivy glared at them and when the three girls were out of the door, I heard a slight screech of pain. 

Bucky rolled his eyes. "I think Loki and Wade are rubbing off on her. Anyways, how are you feeling?" 

"I want the security gone." I growled, my frustration rolling off of me in obvious emotional waves. "I can't focus. And I hurt." 

"I know. Steve told me you were on your period. You're driving him mad." 

"He's avoiding me." I said, hurt. 

"Yes he is." Bucky nodded. 

"Why? What did I do?" I asked, heart sinking. I felt like I was going to cry, my throat constricting. I wondered if I had pushed him to far with the food play. 

"Nothing you did, really." Bucky shrugged. "It's just, he has a huge blood kink, you're on your period, and it drives him absolutely crazy. He's afraid his control will snap and he'll take you over his desk." He said this so nonchalantly that it took me a second to comprehend his words. 

"He has. . . wait what? But how did he even know?" I asked, slightly dazed. 

Bucky's lips curled into a smirk and his blue eyes met mine. "We can smell you doll." 

I went red. "No." I whispered. 

He chuckled. 

"Oh God." I moaned, completely embarrassed. "Like a Vampire? Oh God Buck." 

He tilted his head to the side. "What?" 

"I'm so sorry. It must be terrible." I covered my face with my hands. I didn't even know how to fix this. 

"Elizabeth, it's sweet smelling with a hint of sour copper." Bucky said, tugging my hands away from my face. "It doesn't bother me or Steve. Promise." He pulled me into a hug as I mumbled incoherent, embarrassing words under my breath. 

I was so embarrassed, I quickly brushed the conversation away by changing the conversation, "So if I choose one of these diets, you'll also change, right?" 

Bucky laughed, "Yeah right." 

"Hey!" I pouted. "You can't eat ice cream or desserts in front of me!" 

"Nope. I'll just eat them off of you." He teased, poking me in the side as we headed out of the classroom. I supposed we should try harder to act professional, but I don't either of us really cared. 

"So how is Steve going to survive five days with me?" I asked as we headed out of the building, towards his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I slid inside. He closed it behind me, getting in on the other side. 

"He probably won't." Bucky admitted. "And he's definitely not sleeping with us the first two nights." 

"And this'll happen every month?" I sighed. 

"Pretty much." Bucky admitted. "He has very good self-control Elizabeth, but when his head gets filled with to many fantasies, and you're right there, and he can smell you. . . well even he's not perfect. His mind will go blank and he'll feel guilty for the rest of eternity." 

"I would just let him." I admitted. 

"What?" Bucky asked, startled, looking over at me with concern. 

I shrugged, feeling embarrassed. "I would just let him at that point. Then tell him I gave consent." 

"Why the hell would you do that?" Bucky asked. 

"Because I love him-" 

"NO." Bucky said sternly and I went quiet. "Elizabeth, it would classify as rape and as much as I love Steve, and I love you, it's out of the question. You should never, ever do something like that. With Steve and I, sure it's different. Our headspace. . . is different but what if you weren't with us! You can't afford to have that mentality!" 

"Sorry." I whispered. 

He looked pained as he reached over, taking my hand. "I know you would go to any length to protect the people you love. But that is just one you can't do, okay? Besides," He said lightly, squeezing my hand. "I won't be letting you alone while you're on your period so you don't have to worry about Steve." 

"I'm not worried about Steve." I said quickly. "And what about you? Does my blood not affect you either?" 

Bucky laughed, "We're not vampires darling. It's not the smell of blood that gets him going, it's just what fuels him. Like I said, it means you're breed-able, which is the biggest turn on for him. The blood just fuels his blood kink, the 40s dress just spurs him on, and your consistently submissive behavior is the icing on the cake." 

I squirmed in my seat a little, but my back ached to much to get super uncomfortable and I stayed slumped in the seat, my back pressed against the warmth of the seater. 

"Admittedly, there isn't to much I know." He suddenly blushed, "Do you get weird food cravings?" 

"I put hot sauce on my eggs, have a huge craving for milkshakes, and will eat banana peppers with eggs as well." I smiled. 

"You do that anyways." He teased. 

"Yea, but I will need a lot of spicy food. Can we get those hot wings again? I actually really want those now." I said. 

"Of course we can." Bucky said, pulling out his phone. 

"NO! When we get home James." I swatted at his arm. "You can't be on your phone and drive at the same time." 

"Super soldier sweetheart." He teased, putting the phone to his ear to order 50 chicken wings to the tower along with two pepperoni pizzas. 

He also managed to find a UDF- they were far more scarce in New York than Ohio- where he bought me a cookies n' cream milkshake with cookie dough added to the bottom. He grabbed Steve a vanilla milkshake, and got himself a strawberry chocolate mix. 

"Thank you for spoiling me." I said as I sipped at the delicious drink. 

He snorted, "If you think this is spoiling, just wait." 

"I take it back, don't spoil me." I said quickly. I hated when people spent money on me. It made me feel itchy, like I didn't deserve it, especially if I couldn't pay it back. 

"Yeah, Steve hates it when I spoil him too." Bucky sighed. "And I hate it when he spoils me. Or used to, anyways. Neither of us felt like we deserved what the other person was getting us. Me, especially. Now, we just know that we love each other. So if he gets you a diamond necklace for Christmas-" 

I choked on the milkshake, "Please no. I'll feel so bad. I can't afford anything on that level Bucky. Please, please don't get me anything expensive." 

"Alright, I'll talk to him about toning it down. Maybe a car instead." This time he winked so I knew it was a joke. I still shuddered at the idea of them getting me something over twenty dollars. 

"You know I'd just be happy with books and a stuffed animal." I said. "Please don't spend more than twenty bucks on me." 

"Our limit is twenty dollars?" Bucky asked, disgruntled. 

"Yes!" I exclaimed. "Cause that's about all I can afford to get for you guys!" 

"What, Steve doesn't pay you enough during the job?" Bucky frowned. "I'll talk to the punk about upping your pay-" 

I choked again. "No!" 

We argued the entire way back to the house and finally, finally Bucky relented and said he'd keep to the twenty dollar limit. 

The pizza delivery guy had already gotten to the tower before us, so we found Clint in the lobby, eating the pizza, claiming he had a right to all of the food since he had paid for it. 

"You put it on Starks' tab." Bucky deadpanned, grabbing the remaining pizza and securing my wings. 

"Same difference, thanks for dinner." He joked, heading for the elevators. Bucky rolled his eyes as the two of us went up to our floor. 

"Stupid bird." Bucky muttered. "Now what is Steve going to have for dinner?" 

I blinked, "But there's still a whole pizza left plus those 11 slices." 

"Your point?" Bucky asked blankly. 

"It's fine. I'll share my chicken wings with him." I said happily, hugging the box of said wings against my lower stomach. The warmth helped the cramps- and it was just plain warm while it was cold in the elevator- and the smell of the delicious food wafted up and I let out a moan of want. Bucky shifted next to me, taking a deep breath. 

"Watch it doll." Bucky muttered darkly as the elevator doors opened up. We headed back down to our apartment and Bucky called out for Steve while I headed to the living room to find some heating pads. 

Steve was in the living room, looking frustrated. His students' schoolwork was spread out on the floor as he sat on the carpet, trying to get everything done. 

"I may ask Tony to put an office in." Steve sighed, looking up. "Hey baby, how was school?" 

"Good." I said softly, finding the heating pad in the drawer and curling up on the couch. Bucky came in with paper plates, a gallon of milk, and three cups. "Thank you Bucky." I said as he gave me a plate, also moving the coffee table right next to me so I didn't have to be uncomfortable as I ate. 

"How are you feeling?" Steve asked. 

"'M okay." I mumbled, putting seven wings on my plate, opening up the blue cheese. "Cramps hurt though." 

Steve didn't answer right away and Bucky kicked him lightly, jerking Steve out of his thoughts. "Sorry baby." 

"It's okay." I said as he got up, sitting on the couch. 

"Pizza?" Bucky shoved the plate of food right under Steves' nose, so that his senses were invaded by the smell of tomato, peperoni, and cheese. 

Steve was still rather precautious around me, but since Bucky had explained it already, I didn't feel as bad. He also didn't go to bed with us, or the next couple of nights, but once I was on day four, he was back in bed with us, his arms wrapped tightly around me, his face buried into my neck. . . home. 

[mzannthropy]

Tell me why you dislike the Emily trilogy please because I'm rereading it!!

It's more of a difficult relationship, rather than disliking it; there are many parts that I like about Emily. Like, the majority of it is good. But it drives me CRAZY! It's the way LMM wrote, and the choices she made in the Emily series.

(Sorry if it's ranty and incoherent, it's the first time I've properly wrote down all my thoughts & feelings on Emily.)

So first of all, what the hell is it with all the preachy, patronising BS? This is not LMM's usual style, which is why it's so bewildering. The narrator frequently breaks the fourth wall to tell us how she's not there to defend Emily, but to merely chronicle her life and I want to say, I don't need you to defend Emily, Lucy Maud, I can make my own mind for myself, thank you! She doesn't do it in Anne (also a story of an orphan being taken in), and as far I can remember, she doesn't do it in any of her other writing. It reminds me of Little Women a lot. And from me that's not a compliment.

Then, I say it outright as it is: I loathe Aunt Elizabeth and Aunt Ruth and I think they're both child abusers. Aunt Ruth, especially, is a tyrant. She's a dictator. Her constantly calling Emily "sly" with no evidence and then after that incident with Perry and the kiss, when they hold a family court, she says "I would have believed you if you had told the truth", can you get any more textbook abuser? I have this thing when I cannot handle someone not being believed (also due to something that I went through), it triggers me, and a person (esp of authority) determined to disbelieve you and think the worst of you when it's just not true sends me to a rage. Aunt Elizabeth is a vile, cruel, narrow-minded woman, who should not be allowed near children. If the narrative ever condemned these women, it would be a much better reading experience. But it doesn't. Right to the very end, the last page, the second to last paragraph, when Emily and Teddy finally, FINALLY, find each other, Ruth still calls Emily sly. Worst of it is that Emily really doesn't do anything remotely wicked. She's essentially a good kid. What would these hags do if they saw today's teenagers?

"You are always writing yards of trash that nobody wants." Quote from Aunt Elizabeth. What a nice, loving aunt! Then they call Emily a Murray when it suits them--when she does something they disapprove of, it's "that Starr coming out in her". Or they say she's "half a Murray" and I'm like, everyone is unless both your parents were Murrays?

Abusive caregivers are no strangers to LMM works, ofc, but they're usually presented as villains and are not the "endgame" caregivers. (Take as an example, little Elizabeth from Windy Poplars.) That's why I like Jane of Lantern Hill, bc here LMM finally admits that an abusive narcissist is an abusive narcissist (the grandmother). And that was 1937, so you know, it took her time to realise that.

So, most of what I'm saying here relates to the second book. Emily of New Moon is not as infuriating and Quest I actually like, despite how it drags, bc it so perfectly depicts the consequences of Emily's choice at the end of Emily Climbs. And here I get to the crux of the matter--the ending of Emily Climbs.

So, Emily has graduated school, has some success with her writing, has had short stories published and at last meets someone who believes in her, who sees her talent as a writer. Janet Royal offers her a job and a place to stay in New York. An opportunity people would sell their literal souls for. And what does Emily do?

She refuses it bc she doesn't want to leave New Moon.

Once again, I repeat. Emily gets offered a job and free accommodation in fucking NEW YORK and she refuses it bc she doesn't want to leave New Moon, that fucking backwards, progress-denying, candle-burning, abuse-filled place in godsforsaken village on PEI.

How is this supposed to be a good storytelling choice??? And this is why I don't think the series will get adapted again. Not without some major changes. Bc I can't imagine how modern audience would react to a heroine rejecting an opportunity of a lifetime, an opportunity many young people today would commit literal CRIMES for--and for what? It's not even that she is doing it to get married and have kids (stupid choice still, but at least more understandable). The end of Climbs makes me so fucking mad, that story with the dog is so stupid and painful to read (YMMV). I want to cry, why, Lucy Maud, whyyyyyyyyyyy *cries unconsolably*

I think it's bc LMM wouldn't have been able to write--or at least she thought she wouldn't have been able to write--a story of a young upcoming female writer in NYC, bc that wasn't her type of story. But in that case, she should not have included that golden opportunity in Climbs at all. Bc why is it there? Emily could have just returned to New Moon after she finished her schooling.

The tragic, Watsonian interpretation is that Emily is merely experiencing effects of her childhood trauma. (If you want to look at it as a tragedy, then it makes it sort of more bearable, if only it was less patronising...)

When she informs Aunt Elizabeth of her decision, the woman's response is: "I thought a Murray would." I thought a Murray would. Not, I'm happy you're staying with us. That tells you everything you need to know.

And this is what's good about Emily's Quest. Bc here, Emily suffers the consequences of her moronic choice. Ilse, Teddy and Perry all leave to chase their fortunes. Imagine Emily left too. The NYC offer was a tad unrealistic, but, had LMM had better ideas, she could have made it a Toronto job instead. Or Halifax. Or just Charlottetown, ffs. Imagine her getting out of the New Moon environment, getting brand new experiences, seeing people not give a slightest fuck that she was a Murray of New Moon. Seeing how, out in the real world, little their majestic family clan matters. But she didn't. And that's why she had to go through what she went through in the last book. Bc she never meets any book/literary people, she puts so much stock in Dean and she believes everything he tells her. She believes him when he tells her that her book is no good, burns her manuscript and in anguish runs out of her room, trips over the sewing basket and----

So ummm, Dean. Of course he's a creep. But it makes sense to me that she's friends with him. She's a vulnerable child, he preys on her. I don't buy that he'd so happily to give her the deeds of the house as a wedding gift, but LMM wanted her happy ending and she never actually wrote Dean as the dangerous predator that he is.

When I read LMM biography The Gift of Wings by Mary Henley Rubio, I hoped I would find some answers to things that bother me about Emily--but there weren't any. So, *shrugs* I guess I never will know.

[ama-the-weeb]

HONGICE WEEK DAY 5! today's prompts were family / jealousy... i went more towards family, but there maybe is a lil jealousy if you really really squint and i mean that... fic under cut (@hongiceweek)

Leon is extremely nervous for later. Terrified, even. He has already met Emil’s family, although that was before they started dating, so now Emil wants to meet his family. This can only go wrong! Not only has Leon not come out to Yao about being into guys, Yong-Soo’s fat fucking mouth would immediately tell Yao about his relationship with Emil. Yong-Soo will inevitably find out, Yi-Ling is very observant when it comes to people’s relationships, it’s almost terrifying. She also has a habit of telling Yong-Soo about things to tease him over.

So, to summarize, Leon is an anxious mess over this. 

~

Later that day, Emil shows up at Leon’s house. “Hey, Emil,” Leon greets, smiling awkwardly. “Did you read my texts earlier?”

Emil nods. “Of course I did.”

“Oh, thank you.” Leon exhales a sigh in relief.

“Strictly platonic today, that’s what you want, right?” Emil asks.

“Yes.”

“HEY LEON! IS THAT YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND?” Yong-Soo shouts, from over Leon’s shoulder, startling him. 

“NOT MY BOYFRIEND!” Leon yelps back defensively. When Leon looks back at Emil, he has a hand rubbing his ear.

“Please don’t yell,” Emil pleads. 

“Yeah, Yong-Soo.” Leon glares at him. Yong-Soo sticks his tongue out at Leon like a child. 

“Anyway, hi, I’m Emil,” Emil introduces himself. 

“Hi!” Yong-Soo waves. “So, Leon, you brought him over for a little play date, right?”

“Yong-Soo, I swear to fuck, I will kick your ass so hard you will know what my foot tastes like.”

“Sounds fun,” Yong-Soo comments, completely disregarding the threat. 

“Calm down,” Emil says, trying to prevent things from escalating. “Let’s just go inside.”

~

Emil has no idea what to think of Leon’s family. Ever since he arrived, the whole house has been in some degree of chaos. It has now calmed down enough that Emil finds himself sitting at the dinner table next to Leon, his boyfriend of 3 weeks, and this girl who has been introduced as Yi-Ling. The rest of the family sits at the table as well, so Emil can’t help but feel like an outsider. 

“So, Leon,” The man who Emil can only assume is Yao, starts. “This is your new friend, right?”

“Yeah,” Leon replies, staring down at his food. “We’re really close.”

“Good, can he cook?” 

Emil stares at Yao like he’s crazy. Why did he ask that?

“Why is that important?” Leon asks back, somehow reading Emil’s mind.

“With how things are going around here, you will need to marry young,” Yao tries to explain, causing both Leon’s and Emil’s faces to go bright red. 

“Ooh, Leon’s got a boyfriend,” Yong-Soo teases.

Yao’s face suddenly flushes a bit red, making him look angry. “Boyfriend?”

Yong-Soo immediately tries to break the tension by yelling “FOOD FIGHT!”

And in an instant, the whole room collapsed into chaos. Emil found himself hiding under the table, where he found Leon right by his side. 

“I’m so sorry, Emil,” Leon apologizes as they hear the sound of something breaking and incoherent screaming.

“It’s fine,” Emil mumbles. “Somehow, I expected something like this.”

[straightouttheslendermansionn]

𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓: Suicide Sadie

𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: fem! reader, Sadie is mentally and physically scarred, fluffy :D

NOTE: So Sadie is no longer a creepypasta, but I'm insanely proud of this little drabble. Please support her original creator, @/pnckes on instagram! There, they have an official ref sheet for new Sadie!

Ah, homecoming.

The day where we celebrate the first home game of the season.

Brilliant.

I'd rather watch the game than be in here voting for a popularity contest, dancing, and forcing myself to awkwardly converse with people. Even if this is my last year of high school and I'm supposed to be "enjoying" myself. My friends ditched me to have what they call "fun," To each their own I guess, but I'm still a bit upset.

I'm getting butterflies and my legs are weakening under my fluffy dress. I can't do this anymore, really. But it'd be terrible if I went home early.

I mean, not terrible, but I'm not looking forward to a lecture about how I won't benefit from being antisocial. So I just have to force myself to smile and act happy.

I've felt this cold presence the whole time, though I swore that it was just weather. Everybody else looks so warm, but I'm getting colder and paler every moment. Even other people have noticed.

Then, in the corner of the room, I find this glowing light. I see a girl underneath it. She has beautiful blonde and flowing hair, a brown orb, and a... missing eye...?

Curiosity killed the cat, as they say, and I walked over to ask her about it. She started to glow a little as I walked up.

"H-hi there..." I stuttered. Her aura was cold, and not to mention, I'm socially awkward.

She looked away, and a blush had seemed to appear on her pale, glowing cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I-" I stuttered, and started to walk away, but her cold hand grabbed at me.

"No, please stay," she begged, giving me puppy dog eyes. They were almost irresistible.

"I'd think that you'd be scared of me, but somehow your reaction seemed more of being considerate and leaving me alone than being frightened. I'm not used to that." she said, a raised eyebrow and an awkward smile on her face. I could clearly tell that she wasn't used to talking to people.

"So... what happened?" I asked. She just averted her gaze. I thought I struck a nerve but then she looked back up at me and smiled at me again.

"While I'd much rather not explain," she said, but paused as if what was coming would be hard to phrase.

"I want to spend time with you."

"That's... interesting." I said, considering her proposal.

"I-if you don't want to..." she started, looking down at the ground, incoherently muttering the last part. Over the music it was hard to hear, but I understood what she was trying to say.

The air between the two of us was cold and silent for a moment. I probably look crazy over here, talking to thin air in a secluded corner while everyone else is twerking on each other and all that other junk. It's absolutely excruciating to watch, so I break the silence to distract myself. And this girl. I'm sure she doesn't quite like the look of the floor that much.

"You ever danced before? Y'know, with someone?" I asked her. She kept her head down. I was about to repeat myself when she responded.

"I could've, had my night not been ruined my a pig's blood shower." She muttered.

"You're joking, right?" I asked. She shook her head and a light chuckle came from her pale lips.

"Nope, kids were pricks back at my high school. Especially when most have a vendetta against you for being the prettiest or smartest or whatever." She slightly laughed through it, but she looked sad even through her laughter. I hesitated a little, but grabbed her hand gently.

"Wellllll since your dance was ruined for you and this is the song I requested, why don't we? I mean, it's no slow song, but it's still doable... I guess...?" I anxiously rambled. She averted her gaze and smiled, submitting to me.

"Lonely Dance" by Set It Off was playing. Nobody knew it, everyone was bewildered, but the adorable ghost girl and I took the floor. People must have seen her because everyone looked at me perfectly fine. The question is, how did they see her? Meh. Guess I'll never know. I'm no ghost expert.

She and I danced, incorporating ballroom dance with our own wacky moves. I sang along to it while dancing, and while my eyes were closed at certain points, I sensed her looking at me. She had been so taciturn and her mood so mundane and sad up until right now. Seemed like, for once, she was enjoying herself. It made me happy, especially considering the markings on her. Something must have happened, but all of that seemed to melt from her psyche for a good three minutes and ten seconds.

Lots of people had left the dance floor for this song, but eventually the bliss ended and the boisterous rap music rang through the sad little school gym that people called a "homecoming venue". Side note: truly disappointing, but it is what it is.

We got off the floor as soon as the snare and heavy bass started absolutely pounding our eardrums. She was actually dizzy and laughing. Even when she's laughing, she still looks upset. However, I'm glad she's enjoying herself.

"You wanna head out of here?" I asked her.

"There really isn't anything else that's gunna happen except for the crowning and if I know anything, neither of us wanna see that." I explained and she nodded in agreement. We headed for the exit, her arm hooked in mine.

We sat on the sidewalk near the school silently. It was serene; just fresh air and a calm dark night. The stars glowed and formed constellations in the sky. Tonight was absolutely gorgeous. I looked down at the girl next to me and she was still smiling. Albeit, it was fading, but remnants of the moment stay written in her expression. I put my hand on her shoulder.

"I'm proud of you," I told her, my voice as soft as a cloud in the sky above us.

"Why? All I did was dance... and... talk to another person. And show myself in front of a bunch of dumb teenagers that are prone to forgetting me anyway." She responded, not recognizing the effort that she knows it took to do that.

"Just that, my friend," I began, "It takes a lot to talk to people, let alone a human. Especially in your position. It really is a lot and if nobody else is proud of you because it's 'something you should already know how to do', then at least I am. Take it from someone who has been in a shell for a while. From the looks of it, you've been too. So, I'm proud of you. You're brave."

When I finished speaking, she was tearing up and smiling. Blood was leaking from her gauged-out eye, but she still cried pretty, even though I never really wanted to see her cry.

Even though I have known her for but a good thirty minutes, something about her speaks to me in a way no other experience has.

"That was years too late... but that means more to me than you could ever imagine..." She said, choking up.

She hugged me, her skin cold as ice and her aura just as cold. She squeezed tight, not wanting to let go. Her face burrowed into the crook of my neck and she scooted closer to become more comfortable.

"Thank you," she whispered as she faded away. I was confused and sad, but it's a ghost thing I'm guessing. Saddening, no less.

"I'll see you again soon." Her voice lingered as her form dissipated into thin air and left me alone under the calming night sky.

"I hope so." I muttered.