#sorry my mind is around the place ERMMMM

[beeholyshit]

Part 2: I hope you are sorry

[livelaughlovesubs]

Ermermerm soooo… can u plz do a lil fic where like, reader is a hardworking person and is like working a 9 to 5 job or wtv and one day they get yelled at by their boss and since reader is pissed they come home and takes the frustration out on Kunikida by fucking him HARD and goes on multiple rounds ermmmm…. THIS IS SO BAD IM SORRY ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡

Ur fics r my girl dinner. Anywayz… luv u nini!! Thx 4 putting up with me ;3

- 🎀

No no no, it’s alright bae, I don’t mind. Your ideas are always so good too, I’ll work on the other ones soon, it might take a while but.. oh well

Dom!reader x sub!Kunikida

Reader is gender neutral

Warning: pegging (you can read it as strap or not, it’s not mentioned)

“Ugh, who does he think he is?!” You vented, seemingly annoyed. “Screaming at me like that, son of a bitch. Hey, kunikida, the fuck are you doing?” Your grip on his waist tightened, basically pinching him. He arched his back and yelped a little, “ah..! What are you- mhm, doing.” The male was riding you while you held him by the hips, giving him instructions and commands. “You are doing a horrible job, fuck it, I’ll do it.” Without giving him any warnings, you changed positions and got up, caussing him to fall onto his back.

“Ah, y/n?! I- UgH-Hngnn!” Kunikida gasped, now in the mating press with your arms forcing his legs to be raised to his chest. “You see I didn’t have a great day.” He moaned as he felt you deeper inside him, all thanks to this new position. “And I really don’t have any patience now.” Right before you started moving, his reached out to you, his shaking hands gently grabbed your arms. “P-please.. it’s the third round, I can’t do anymore…!”

That was the truth, he’s been riding you for a while now. Though just because that needy whore’s been pleased, doesn’t mean you were satisfied with his performance. “I’ve expected more from you.” You admitted with a cold gaze. Kunikida flinched as he saw your expression, shyly avoiding eye contact. He did kind of expect it, but it still surprised him when you suddenly started moving. Since he was stretched already due to the previous rounds, you were able to move faster from the start. Snapping your hips against his while panting slightly, using your anger as energy and his body as stress relief. “Ah-ahHhAa!” The Blondie cried out, tears rolling down his pretty face and decorating those flushed cheeks. His glasses were placed away on the nightstand, at a save distance. There were times were they broke during your sessions.

His body trembled with each thrust, he bit his lip to suppress those deliciously embarrassing moans he’d make. It was of no use though, because the pleasure was too overwhelming, so much that he was losing his mind. “What’s the problem, kunikida? You are normally so cool headed after all~” you teased him, not stopping with your relentless pounding. Fuck, you just loved that humiliated face of his. The way he shook underneath you, eyes pleading for your mercy, it was absolutely stunning. Like a drug to which you got addicted, and you couldn’t get enough of it.

“Ah- uHhh..! Y/n, y-y/n, MHmmm!” The man whimpered through clenched teeth, you always had to embarrass him like this and he was never able to get used to it. What happened at your work this time? One day he was definitely going to kill that boss of yours. Since when you get furious over them, in the end, he’s always the one to suffer. “What are you thinking about, getting distracted like this?” Your question pulled him out of his day dream, startling him a little. He wasn’t even able to respond before you considered it unnecessary and moved even rougher. Taking away from the speed and instead focusing on reaching deep inside him.

Kunikida could swear he saw stars, the way his entire body tingled each time you touched him was rendering him to a mess. He was getting closer to the edge, his legs wrapped around your waist to keep you closer. You felt a shiver down your spine, he was too cute when like this. “Ah.. ughh, y/n..!” The male groaned again, he used all his strength to whisper a warning but the words didn’t want to come out, “I’m- mhHmm! C-close..” it was just too much for him to handle, he was already sensitive from the previous rounds. It’s not his fault you feel so good.

You didn’t slow down, there was no need for it. Watching him all twitchy and messed up like this was your favourite thing to do after all. He clenched around you as he came, leaking his cum all over his belly. It dripped down his shaft in an erotic way, all the way to his hole, soaking his thighs and the bed. “Uh..HhhMM.!! Ga-gahhhHh..” a chocked out moan slipped from him, lasting until he finished his load. Some tears rolled down the sides of his face, or maybe it was sweat? He looked at you with trembling eyes, a hint of need and undeniable ecstasy present. “Good job.” You praised him, before turning him around onto his belly, licking your lips as you did. “Let’s keep doing that until you forget my name~” Those desperate eyes turned into one of fear and curiosity soon, he just pressed his face against the pillow as he let you do whatever you wanted. What a good little stress relief~

(Tag: @nvllxiety)

[noelledeltarune]

As a mario enjoyer I’m curious abt ur interpretation of the bros origins. This isn’t rlly asking what is canon cuz the series doesn’t rlly prioritize continuity and it’s all debatable etc. Personally I have a vague timeline in my head and I like to draw from pretty much all mario media but sometimes that makes contradictions. A lot of mario media has mario from new york (new donk?) and then ends up in the mushroom kingdom through a warp pipe. In yoshi’s island it seems his parents live in the mushroom kingdom though. And in partners and time baby mario and luigi are there during the shroob invasion in the past. I love partners in time a lot but I also rlly like mario being a new yorker so it’s hard to have my cake and eat it too. I guess he could be born in the mushroom kingdom then move to NY then come back? I’m not too sure. I’d like to know your take on it.

SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO GET TO THIS. yeah i'm gonna be honest my take is sort of vague and meaningless because as a kid i just wanted every single thing to take place in one universe. and i sucked at making that happen. to me it sort of went like, they were delivered / born / whatever in yoshi's island to their parents. then those guys were like wait these arent our kids. then they were delivered to their actual parents or whatever (i have never really played yoshi's island i'm sorry) and they lived there for a couple of years and probably spent a lot of time with peach / around the castle because i figure if kamek was aware of the whole star children thing it's likely that at least some people in the mushroom kingdom would want them there for that. and mario has fought bowser a couple of times as a baby so who knows.

then after partners in time rolls around their parents who were sort of letting them hang around the castle went ermmmm actually nvm. we are going to brooklyn 1990 because it is Much Safer There. [looks into the camera like in the office]. and then they kind of lived in new york city for 20 years before getting dragged back to the mk in a tragic plumbing accident. even though i know they love their jobs as plumbers and are genuinely passionate about it i will admit that i like to think that mario wanted to go into paramedicine or nursing and luigi to university for aerospace engineering or something but it wasn't really feasible for them before the great eeby deebing 😔

i honestly don't really know how i imagine their parents, a lot of people have really lovely designs and concepts for them, and there's been a lot more stuff on them since the mario movie came out and gave people these dubiously canon characters to work with, but they just don't come up much in my mind. i don't want to be like "they died 💀" but also like mario and luigi are in their mid 20s and if they somehow ended up in the mushroom kingdom i figure their parents would also be able to go back there. but then you think about like the whole deal with the cartoons how the way between worlds was sealed and stuff and it just gets confusing to try and make everything work 😭

sorry i'll probably be able to come up with something more reasonable tomorrow after i sleep and give it some proper thought but i think in general i just have the skeleton of a timeline LMAO

delivered by stork yoshi's island style -> partners in time happens -> I Am Not Letting My Babies Fight Aliens We Are Going To New York City -> WHUH OH! PLUMBING EVENT GONE WRONG???!?!?! [NOT CLICKBAIT] -> basically every other game.

it's also a little tough to balance because judging by PiT they seem like they would have known or have learned at some point that they like. are actually from the mushroom kingdom and stuff. which idk how you'd explain that to your kids but whatever

there are honestly a couple of ways i imagine their backstory, like saying oh they fell into a warp pipe themselves while exploring baby style after PiT and were adopted and raised in brooklyn or just going oh they have their own room in the castle in PiT so they probably lived there as kids or just saying they were just born in brooklyn and ended up in the mk like in the the cartoons and ignoring yoshi's island and PiT but none of them are very cohesive or really make much of a difference in how i imagine their characters yknow?

i have the same dilemma as you because i also love mario being a new yorker but parnters in time is my favourite M&L game

don't worry though once get really into mario again i'm sure my favourite scenario will come to me in a prophetic vision. and then i will get back to you 🔥💯‼️

[floralkittygambler]

My First Tag

Tagged by 2 surprisingly lol, thanks @honesthazbinarchives and @siaesnow - I’m honoured to be considered a buddy to you both ^^

“Starting up a Picrew tag game… you, but four years ago versus now! The purpose is to tag at least five to 15 users that you are friends with, and to create a tag chain of our character development!” ~ @goangelic

Picrew to use: https://picrew.me/image_maker/100365

Why is it always a sob story with me? Ok, jesting aside: Me 4 Years Ago: Without going too into depth, I was in hospital, extremely low and close to death. A few years prior, alongside what was already an uneasy life, I watched 2 very beloved people rot in hospital themselves. There was no one for me and I allowed myself to fall into disarray with matted hair and bones poking out my frame. Everything was such a fucking mess and yet these years are both horribly vivid and hazy. Like a thick fog of repression in my mind. Something I’m not yet willing to confront. Me 4 years ago, and 4 years prior to that is/was a delusional nightmare. Though I plan to tell my lil Kiddas/Squicks a funny ‘tale’ from 2012, it’s the year I wish to distance from the most.

Me Now: The same but ginger lol. Nah, I’ve made my improvements. And setbacks. I’m not as frail and mentally I feel more... It’s painful but I cope better. Therapy is still very much inaccessible to me sadly. Trying to grow as a person, but sometimes Im a grumpy tired lol. I learned of my place on the spectrum and have made my own steps to better understand and communicate more with other people. Im developing my hobbies. And I drink (mildly) in honour of a loved one. That year is still tender and I experience flashbacks and nightmares but I manage. I’m currently blamed for being a cat magnet as housing creatures in need lol. I want to show my little ones the world the way he showed me. Im trying to make good of what life I have. Still shy but I manage many things much better, though I’ve learned to accept where my soul truly stands. Im also now and open and accepted witch. Tomorrow will be hard and I have a long way to go. I take on a more active role in nurturing those around me. Though Ive improved greatly, I still feel something unsettling in the air around me. Also, there are seriously lots of cats drawn to and follow me. Seriously one of the neighbour’s cats even comes ‘round to visit me for hugs. Im the local cat lady. I feel like Susan Ashworth. Overall, I CAN confirm improvement as well as self-reflection. I’m not as toxic as I used to be. I can see and work on my own flaws. I’m far from being where I wish but I’m actively working towards that. Visualising and slowly getting there. I’m seeking to learn new skills and just enjoy my time. Plus my siblings seem to speak to me more and even steal my jokes so... I’m doin’ something right and must be funny enough for that lol. I also owned [’owned’] a large spider this year. She’s a wild giant house spider that lived under our window in a plant pot. Now I fear spiders [trying to get better as I love Ts] but I saw she had an eggsac. So I felt for the Mama spider and started to leave her food, even freeing her legs. Her babies have hatched and she’s moved out now but one of her babies has stayed so Im monitoring them until they choose to leave. I think I’ve become more brave with people, in my self in terms of animals, and just with dealing with shit. I get a bad panic attack now and usually it doesnt look obvious because... I just shrug and try to mentally soothe it [not easy but I try]. And I can ramble for ETERNITY on animals because I love them with my soul 🥺 As for gambling, always done that LOL. I’m honestly proud that Ive never formed an addiction [aside from minor meds one as a kid, cravings for sugar/meat now and my absolute lust for orange juice lol]. I found out I am very durable. BONUS - Me In 4 Years Time:

I become some weeby cat bullshit lol jkjk British Shorthair Waifu? British Shorthair WaifMEW - but seriously you can tint your skin faintly blue by consuming enough blue smarties [brit choc] and Im gonna bloody do it. Make me look like those Avatar alien folks. Tagging... Fuck, I dont really know too many here like that- Especially untagged O.o Ermmmm I hope yall dont mind? @noirellearts, @rootbeergoddess​, @enchantedchocolatebars​ [Sorry if I forgot anyone, I’m extremely slow with name recollection]

[flawlessbellamy]

"My friend dragged me to this party and I just saw my ex, quick make out with me, I’ll pay you." for the writing thingy. please.

I assume you mean stydia because…well you always encourage my stydia trash side. @slowburnotptrash

Fandom: Teen WolfPairing: Stydia

Honestly Lydia was sick of freshman parties. Every time she went they were repetitive and someone always ended up throwing up. She’s over them. She knows she could conquer the party in a matter of minutes, make the boys worship at her feet and make the girls wish they were her. But honestly, it’s not even fun anymore and all Lydia wants to do is go home and finish her research paper on High-demential statistics. 

Her dorm mates had insisted though and it was the end of finals so she really had no excuse. So she was standing in the kitchen of some random house waiting her friends were drunk enough she could persuade them that home was better then lying on the stairs. 

Just as she considered heading to the makeshift dance floor she saw a familiar profile. Jackson Whittemore. Jackson Whittemore, who the last she heard from facebook was still in London, was walking into the kitchen at a MIT college party. 

“what the hell” Lydia mumbled to herself. She wasn’t prepared for this. And she certainly wasn’t going to let him see her for the first time in years, standing alone in a kitchen. Jackson entered the kitchen and Lydia backed towards the door quickly trying to reach the door in the most innocuous way possible. Reaching the edge of the door Lydia tried to slide smoothly through it just as a tall, brown haired boy came tumbling through it dramatically. 

Lydia put her hands out to prevent him crashing into her and pressed her back against the door frame. 

“woah sorry sorry” the boy apologised leaning back against the other side of the frame. “are you okay?” 

“Just great” Lydia replied thinning her lips. 

“i am sorry, it was an accident” the boy squirmed slightly rubbing the back of his head. Lydia sucked in a breath and nodded. 

“I know. It’s okay.” Lydia glanced over to where she had last seen Jackson. He seemed to be engrossed in conversation but as if he sensed Lydia’s look his eyes wandered over to where she was standing. Lydia whipped her eyes away and looked at the stranger in front of her. 

“what?” the boy asked watching Lydia’s sudden interest in him.

“I need a favour.” she places a hand on her shoulder and stepping forward. She noticed he was well defined and his t-shirt exposed his toned arms. “i need you to kiss me.” The boys eyes went wide. 

“ermmmm i don’t….why?” he asked confused, Lydia risked a side ways look at Jackson and saw he was moving closer to them.  

“I will pay you. Just kiss me.” the boy stepped forward bringing his face close to her but nodding in consent. 

“pretty sure that’s prostitution.” Lydia smiled quickly before she wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him in meeting his lips. It was awkward at first. Lydia’s eyes were shut but she could feel the tension in the boy’s shoulders. She ran her hand down his arm and leaned up deepening the kiss. He seemed to understand what she was doing and wrapped both arms around her waist. His mouth opened and Lydia moved into the kiss swiping her tongue in his mouth and he pulls her closer and suddenly it’s unrestrained and not awkward. They explore each others mouths before pulling back for air. Lydia opens and eyes wides and see’s the boy’s confused grin. 

“Lydia?” She hears Jackson voice, she drops to the flats of her feet reality coming down with her. Lydia turns to face him keeping one arm resting on the strangers shoulder.

“Jackson? What are you doing here?” She asks faking surprise. Jackson eyed the boy next to her suspiciously but answered the question. 

“i’m visiting a friend. He goes to Boston U” 

“ohh that’s great” she replies. Jackson raises his eyebrows towards the boy next to him who takes initiative and introduces himself. 

“Stiles. I’m lucky enough to be her boyfriend” He smiles and Lydia smiles back at him. 

“oh cool.” there was an awkward pause while Jackson watched them both. “I guess i’ll see you around. I’ll call you” 

Lydia watched as Jackson backed away, her arm still on Stiles shoulder and his was on her waist. The waited till he was out of earshot before turning to one another the awkwardness back. 

“Thanks” Lydia said sincerely. Stiles just nodded and ran a hand through his hair. Lydia pulled back form him dropping her hands to his side. 

“ex boyfriend?” Stiles asks. Lydia nods in reply. 

“douchebag ex boyfriend” she clarifies. Stiles laughs. “apparently i felt the need to offer a total stranger payment to kiss me in front of him.” she jokes. 

“so maybe instead of paying for my services…you can just buy me a coffee instead?” he asked watching her hopefully. 

Lydia was taken aback. She hadn’t thought about post kiss complications. She met his eyes and noted his nervous nature. She considered her options and replayed the kiss in her mind. It had been good enough that in any other situation she would want to repeat it. A lot. So why should the fact that she was using him to make her ex boyfriend jealous and had offered to pay for his…services make a difference. He seemed to be able to look past it and so should she.

“Okay. Yes.” Lydia reached for her phone and unlocked it offering it to Stiles. “I’ll text you” Stiles took the phone and put his number in. He handed the phone back to Lydia. Pausing for a second before taking Lydia by surprise and ducking down and placing a soft kiss on her cheek. Lydia let out a shocked smile and watches as Stiles blushes and leaves grinning from ear to ear.