#sorta?? it was a little hard to understand the relationship here

[sungstars]

fall off. | pjs x fem!reader

i.e your boyfriend is so shy and you have so much fun making him flustered!

content warning: smut! (18+ only, mdni!!), oral (f. rec), fingering (f. rec), implied dom!sung sorta… established relationship!

word count: 1.6k (not proof read sawri)

author's note: this is entirely based off of that tiktok sound that goes "come here bae come sit next to me come and take ur draws off damn u on the edge of the bed u about to fall off!" i had sososos much fun writing this :3 i love freaky shy jisung! likes & reblogs are very appreciated and i hope u guys enjoy reading this!! also i finished this before the hurricane hits because i have nothing better to do for the next few hours LOL... will try to get some more stuff out over the next few days!

"come sit next to me," you patted the empty space on your bed as you looked across at your boyfriend, jisung, "why are you so nervous?"

jisung was gripping his jeans so hard his knuckles were turning white and ears flushed fiery red, "oh. i'm okay right here. thanks."

his words were coming out very strained and jisung couldn't even bring himself to look at you, "it's really warm in here."

"you are wearing jeans and a hoodie, as well as a long sleeve shirt underneath it," you replied, leaning back against your pillows and extending your legs out, "you could take them off."

jisung's voice got caught in his throat, face turning beet red, "all of it?"

you giggled, poking his side gently with your foot, "sure. make sure you take your underwear off too."

it took everything in you to not bust into laughter at your boyfriend, and it took everything in jisung to try not to implode from embarrassment.

jisung was by no means a virgin, he had a plethora of sex before the two of you started dating. there was just something about you that made him so nervous to be intimate with you.

you had your fair share of make out sessions, always ending up with you in his lap and sucking dark hickeys into his neck, but anytime the two of you tried to do more, he just froze up and couldn't.

of course you never made him feel bad about it. you found it endearing and cute how nervous he was. even when jisung mentioned that he never had this issue before, you didn't get upset. you were so understanding.

"jisung," you sat up on your elbows, "come back to me. you started wondering off in your little world again."

he muttered out a quick sorry, starting to fan his face gently to calm down this heat in his face. you watched him in adoration, smiling because he was just too cute when he was flustered.

however, your head tilted in concern when you saw how far off the bed he was, "sung, you're about to fall off of the bed."

"oh. didn't even notice." he scratched the back of his head, adjusting his positioning on the bed, leaning against the wall, "sorry."

the two of you fell into a silence, comfortable for you, but awkward for jisung. you stretched your legs out to lay across his lap as you rested against the pillows again and closing your eyes.

jisung didn't know what to do or say. he's been in your room before, so he's not sure why he feels so. . . hot. the temperature isn't too high, and he's been in physical contact with you.

he really wants to get more physical, to make you feel good and fall apart from pleasure that he knows he can inflict upon you. there was just. . . something that made him nervous about doing it. maybe he didn't want to disappoint you because unlike other people he's slept with, you are a constant presence in his life.

and also, most of the people he's slept with were drunk freshman year experiences.

he just needed to stop thinking about the what ifs. jisung needed to stop thinking in general, he just needed to do it. he was more than capable of doing these things to you.

"stop thinking." he told himself as he looked at your legs across his lap, drumming his fingers against them, "just do it."

"fuck it, we ball." he squeezed his eyes shut before adjusting himself to stand on his knees, pushing your legs gently to stand between them.

your eyes fluttered open, looking up at your boyfriend who had an unreadable expression on his face, "everything okay, ji?"

jisung nodded, his hands coming up to unzip his hoodie before shrugging it off and tossing it behind him, "y-yeah."

you smiled up at him, gazing at his defined arms before finding his eyes again, "you look handsome."

his cheeks turned a rosy pink which caused him to mentally curse because he just got that hue to leave his face, "you look pretty. you always do."

"what's on your mind?"

with a strong exhale through his nose, jisung pushed all of these nervous thoughts that returned down and pressed his lips against yours.

a surprised noise escaped you, but you brought your arms to wrap around his neck and kissing him back. one of his hands brought your leg to his hip, pressing his growing erection into you and causing you to part your lips slightly.

jisung took his opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth and you gently tugged on the nape of his hair. a moan escaped the man above you, causing you to pull on it again to get another noise out of him.

his hands began to wonder between the two of you, starting to travel underneath the material of your camisole, fingers dancing lightly against the expanse of your stomach.

the boy pulled away from you slightly, his lips slightly swollen and eyes full of desire, "can i. . .can i touch you, y/n?"

"of course you can, ji." you said softly, hands rubbing up and down his chest, "you can do whatever you want."

he gently pushed your shirt up until it reached your collarbones, breath hitching when he saw that you weren't wearing a bra.

you watched him for a moment, wondering if he would touch you or get flustered and pull your shirt back down over your tits.

instead, he caught you by surprise and leaned down to suck one of your nipples into his mouth while rolling the other one around between his fingers.

a noise of pleasure escaped you, bringing your hands up to his hair to pull on it once more.

jisung switched between your tits constantly, making sure to show them an equal amount of attention before removing them from his mouth and continuing to kiss down your stomach.

the cold air coming into contact with your now hard nipples caused you to whimper, jisung looking up at you with concern.

"are you okay? should i stop?" he asked, pulling himself up to check on you, which you quickly stopped by pushing his head back down.

"i'm fine, perfect actually," you flashed a reassuring smile at him, "continue, please."

he nodded, beginning to kiss your stomach once more, his hands moving their way up to your shorts.

jisung gently dipped his fingers into your waistband, slowly starting to pull them down to your hips.

his lips followed behind, kissing over the hibiscus tattoo that began to fade after years without a touch up, grazing his teeth over the skin lightly.

“no panties?” he murmured against your skin, biting down harshly, “hah. . . it’s like you planned this.”

you smiled mischeviously at the boy between your thighs, threading your hand through his hair, "wishful thinking."

"don't think," he said in between kisses, pulling your shorts down your thighs and over your ankles, tossing them behind him, "just focus on me."

jisung grabbed one of your legs, adjusting himself before placing your knee over his shoulder and attaching his lips to your inner thighs.

you felt your heartrate pick up, nervous at what was to come next. you talked a big game because you didn't actually think anything would come from teasing jisung.

his lips traveled closer to your core, but instead focused on sucking light marks into your skin. jisung wanted to see how desperate you could get for him, even though he wanted nothing more but to taste.

"ji," you whined out, tugging on his hair harshly, "don't be a fuckin' tease. you were just acting like a virgin who's never even touched a girl before."

annoyance crept up on jisung, rolling his eyes in disbelief. there was no way he was gonna let you talk to him like that when you both know he is far from a virgin.

"talking a lot for somebody who wants to be touched," he muttered back, using two of his fingers to spread your lips open and admiring how glistening your cunt was, "she's practically drooling for him."

your face flushed at how vulgar he was, but oh you were eating it up on the inside. this is exactly what you wanted, jisung to snap and show you how nasty he was under that shy boy exterior, "then do something about it."

jisung ignored your comment, blowing air on you cunt to make you shut up. he was going to get you to beg, no matter how long it took or how much he desired to lick you clean, "ask nicely."

"i'm not asking for shit," you spat, faux irritation escaping you, "we both know you wanna eat it anyway."

you got him there, he couldn't lie. however, he knew what game you were playing, and he decided to give in, "you're right."

a victorious look on your face quickly contorted to one of pleasure when jisung wrapped his plush lips around your clit.

a high pitched whine left your lips when his teeth gently grazed your bundle of nerves before letting his tongue lick down your slit.

your grip in his hair tightened when you felt his tongue move skillfully as he teased your hole with one of his fingers. the one wrapped around your thigh began digging crescents into your skin, the boy between your legs moaning into your cunt.

"fuck ji," you breathed out when his finger slid into you, gently pumping in and out, "fuck it feels so good."

the boy pulled away for a moment, looking up at you with your juices glossing his lips and dripping down his chin, "good because i don't plan on stopping anytime soon."

END

pt. 2 ???

[moomine]

Dad swansea and reader x daisuke established relationship

black friday | daisuke

author's note: this is based on the q&a where the devs said swansea was a sneakerhead lol. i love love love the concept of dad-swansea sm!! it actually maybe sorta kinda has me brainstorming another series.. thank you for the request! (cover image credit)

summary: (daisuke x f!reader) (modern au?) The semester is over and winter break has just begun. You and Daisuke met on campus and have been dating for a while now. When it's time for him to finally meet your dad, Swansea, he insists on getting him something for the season.

word count: 2,661

warnings: no trigger warnings (all fluff here)! all characters are 18+

now playing: Drugdealer, Kate Bollinger - "Pictures of You"

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The mall was a bustling hellscape. Packed like sardines, people pushed and shoved as they tried to meander from place to place. The line for the shoe store wrapped around the corner, down a long, wide hall, and into the food court. You stood side by side with Daisuke, your coat rustling as you hugged yourself. A cold draft blew past as other customers came and went through the grand entrance, each time causing a shiver to rake through you harshly. Daisuke, who was previously twisting his silver rings out of an anxious habit, stopped and began running his hands up and down the length of your arms. The friction of his hands sent waves of much-appreciated warmth throughout your body. You looked up at him, a grateful smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

“Thank you,” you said, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Of course. It won’t be so bad once we get ‘round the corner.” Daisuke peeked over your head and past the line, peering ahead to see how much longer it would take. It was moving at a snail’s pace, and all he could think about was empty shelves. In the nightmare of worst-case scenarios running rampant in his mind, the sneakers he had been keeping a watchful eye on for months were already sold out. Daisuke’s brows furrowed as he caught his bottom lip between his teeth, chewing at the soft skin absentmindedly.

“Maybe we should have gotten here earlier,” you observed, glancing around at the line of people as it only grew larger. You turned back to your boyfriend with a sympathetic expression, features softening as you reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder. “You don’t have to do this. Y’know that, right? My dad will be happy just to meet you at all.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. I absolutely do.” He laughed nervously, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and using his now free hand to run his fingers through his hair. “You’re, like, the most important person in my life. Your dad has to like me, he just has to. If he doesn’t I might straight up disappear. POOF! Daisuke’s gone, vanished into thin air.”

“You gotta relax. He’s gonna love you, I know he will,” you replied, leaning into him for a little extra warmth.

Daisuke held you tighter and shook his head apprehensively. “I just gotta make sure. I really, really want to make a good impression.”

“And you will! You wanna know how I know?” you asked, shifting under his arm so you were facing him. The line moved up and so did the two of you.

He nodded, eyes filling with admiration as his gaze fell from the line before you two to your face. God, he loved your face. No matter how hard he tried, he could never understand how a guy like him got so lucky. Daisuke knew he was a pretty good-looking guy, but you were gorgeous. Must have been his charming personality and impeccable sense of style.

“I know because you’re kind. ‘Cause you have a good heart and you care so much. My dad’s a good judge of character, he’ll see that.” Daisuke opened his mouth to protest, but you raised a finger and pressed it to his lips before he could. “Hey, I’m not finished. So what you don’t know what you want to be yet? You’re ambitious and talented, and you’ve got time. Don’t stress about that, ‘kay? He won’t care, I promise.”

“Can I talk now?” Daisuke asked, your finger still pressed against his lips. 

“You may,” you replied with a playful grin, your hand dropping to your side once again.

“I know I technically don’t have to, but I’m gonna get these shoes and impress the pants off your dad,” he stated, all proud until he had the chance to process what it was he had said. “That didn’t come out right…”

You laughed, taking another step forward as the line continued to move up.

-

A couple of weeks had passed since Daisuke bought those sneakers. Finals season came and went, ushered out by the frantic wrap-up of the fall semester and the introduction to winter break. It was early December when the two of you finally drove back home, meaning it had finally come time for your boyfriend to meet your parents. 

The entire way there Daisuke was a nervous mess. That anxiety only intensified the moment you were leading him to the front door of your family’s home. On top of the gifts he was already carrying, Daisuke had insisted on still carrying the bulk of your luggage inside as well. With one hand he held his presents to your folks, and in the other, he used to pull your suitcase behind him; your backpack was slung over his shoulders. He said it was about chivalry or something like that. As you stepped onto the front porch an onslaught of barking erupted from just beyond the door. 

“Lucy! C’mon, old girl, that's enough!” your dad, Swansea, shouted from inside the house.

You turned to smile at Daisuke only to notice his attention was busy elsewhere. He looked down at the gifts in his arms, biting at his lips. After a moment he noticed you had stopped and his gaze drifted back to you, offering you a timid smile of his own. You reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder, keeping it there as you began to rub small, comforting circles against the wooly fabric of his coat.

“It’s gonna be okay,” you whispered in a soft tone.

Daisuke looked down at the gifts in his hands, then back to you with a quick nod.

Now with his approval, you unlatched your keys from your belt loop and unlocked the door. As it swung open with a familiar groan, Lucy, your elderly border collie, came stumbling up to the doorway as she barked an excited ‘hello’. The dark patches of her fur were speckled with long, white hairs and her eyes held a little gray in them. She breathed heavily from her mouth, panting with her tongue hanging out. She looked from you to Daisuke, just as excited to see his new face as your well-known one.

“Hi, mama.” You knelt to her level, petting her head with one hand and scratching her chin with the other. “I’m home!” you shouted into the house.

The smells of garlic and onion wafted from the direction of the kitchen. Daisuke closed the door behind him, looking around the entryway with a curious eye. It dawned on him at that moment that he was standing in your childhood home. Over the course of your life, you had walked in and out of that very entryway countless times —going to school, coming home from your first job at that local coffee shop, leaving for prom or practice. 

“Took you long enough,” Swansea called back as he made his way from the kitchen to the two of you. “I was startin’ to worry you wouldn’t make it in time for dinner.”

Swansea stood in the doorway of the kitchen, a red apron that read ‘Kiss the cook’ tied loosely around his torso —one of the many stupid Father’s Day presents your mom had gotten him over the years. You stood up quickly, racing to him with open arms. He eagerly took you into a tight hug, his clothes and skin smelling faintly of 3-in-1 soap and motor oil.

“Haha. How about a ‘welcome home’ or ‘I missed you so much’?” you said sarcastically as you pulled away from him.

“Welcome home, kid. I missed you.” Swansea’s normal gruff tone of voice was much softer as he spoke to you.

Daisuke stood awkwardly by the front door, still carrying your belongings as well as his own. You glanced over your shoulder with a wide smile and motioned toward him. “Oh! Dad, this is Daisuke. Daisuke, this is my dad.” You took a step back, allowing the two of them to get a better view of one another.

His eyes shot from Lucy, who was now lying at his feet, and toward your dad. Almost too quickly, Daisuke let go of the suitcase and took a long step toward Swansea. He extended his hand, ready to shake, and adorned a toothy smile. The gifts along his other arm wobbled as he reached your father, which he clumsily saved from falling at the last minute.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, sir. I’ve heard a lot about you,” Daisuke said.

“That so? Looks like you got a lot on your plate, son.” Swansea took his hand, holding it firmly as he shook it. Daisuke did his best to match his grip, almost squeezing too hard. Swansea motioned with a nod to your luggage still on Daisuke’s person, along with the gifts in his arms.

“What this? Nothing I can’t handle,” your boyfriend replied, almost smugly. “These are actually for you. Well, and your wife.”

“I think we’re gonna go take my stuff upstairs,” you butt in, looking between the two with a slightly worried expression.

“All right then. Your mom’ll be home soon, dinner’s on in fifteen. I’m makin’ paella.” Swansea turned around with a skeptical look. “Sound good?”

“Sounds perfect. Thank you, dad!”

-

Once the two of you were upstairs, it became incredibly clear that Daisuke’s anxiety had intensified greatly. As the two of you walked through the threshold into your room, he let out a quiet sigh —both out of relief and distress. Over the semester, your room had become closer to a memory and now, as you returned to it exactly as you had left it, it had become an almost nostalgic sight. It was exactly as Daisuke had imagined. The pale blue walls were littered with band posters and pictures of you with friends from high school. You had everything you’d expect in a student’s room. In one corner, snugged away and smothered in soft blankets and pillows, was a full-sized bed. In another were a mismatched desk and dresser. Daisuke could easily see you sitting at that desk, engaging with one of your many hobbies or finishing up some assignments. The visual managed to make a small smile creep onto his lips, but it faltered quickly when he heard Swansea on the phone with your mother just downstairs.

“He hates me, I can already tell,” Daisuke said. He carefully set down your luggage as well as the gifts, tucking them away nicely on your desk.

“You don’t know that. My dad’s just like that with everyone at first, but he always warms up eventually. I promise.” You sat on your bed, pulling your shoes from your feet and tossing them in different directions.

To keep himself from pacing, Daisuke took a seat beside you before flopping back into the comforter. The plush blanket quickly engulfed him as he rested an arm over his eyes. With a little laugh, you laid down on your side next to him, caressing his face with your hand. It felt soft against his skin as you cupped his cheek. His arm fell back to his side as he leaned into your touch, letting out a content sigh at the comfort that alone brought him. His eyes trailed over your face with that same lovesick adoration he normally harbored while looking at you —a stare that said more than he ever could with words. He knew he would never get tired of looking at you. 

“It’s going to be okay,” you finally said, pressing your forehead against his. “I love you.”

His eyes fluttered shut as he tried to melt into you. Like it was second nature, Daisuke tilted his head ever so slightly to the side and closed the gap between the two of you. Sparks of electricity tingled against your lips as he kissed you softly. Abandoning their posts, his hands found their proper positions —one on your hip and the other along the back of your neck— and pulled you closer. You couldn’t help but smile against his lips as he kissed you, your chest becoming light at his touch.

Reluctantly, he pulled away, keeping his forehead against yours. “I love you too,” he breathed, sounding far more relaxed than before. “So much.”

His gaze met yours once more, and it looked like he was going in for another kiss. Just as you felt his breath against your cupid’s bow, there was a knock at the door, followed by the sound of Swansea clearing his throat.

“C’mon, get your asses up. I’m makin’ you set the table before your mother gets home. I want it to look nice for her, understood?” Your dad looked between the two of you with that questionable face Daisuke was starting to become accustomed to. He then turned around, shaking his head from side to side.

-

Dinner was a surprisingly quick affair. To nobody’s surprise, Swansea’s paella was a hit —other than a couple of gripes from your mother who had grown sick of the dish. She fell in love with Daisuke from the first second she saw him, and she only loved him more when he got comfortable enough to talk. After everyone was finished eating, Daisuke insisted on helping clean up and he did so happily. While your mom stepped outside to smoke a cigarette, Swansea, Daisuke, and you sat in the living room as your dad began to open his gift.

Swansea tore into the wrapping paper, eyes going wide when he saw the brightly colored shoebox beneath. He looked up from the present in his hands, and his gaze fell to Daisuke with an expression of pure disbelief.

“Son, I-” he started before promptly getting cut off by you.

“Just open it, dad.”

Daisuke shifted beside you as Swansea discarded the rest of the wrapping paper. He leaned forward, elbows resting on either of his knees as he bit at his lower lip. Swansea ran his hand along the top of the box and slowly opened it. After lifting the tissue paper and getting a proper look at the sneakers underneath, Swansea turned to your boyfriend again.

“These aren’t easy to come by. How on earth did you get them?”

“I, uh- well, we camped out for them. [Name] told me you had been checking out a pair online for a while, and I thought I’d save you the effort,” Daisuke responded, running a hand along the back of his neck. “It was totally worth it. I got a super good deal on ‘em and everything.”

“Thank you.” Your dad just nodded with the faintest smile on his face. Although his words were simple, cut, and dry, it was obvious to you and Daisuke alike that he was truly grateful.

“Of course. I’m really happy you like them,” Daisuke said. He was practically glowing, beaming with pride as he looked from Swansea to you. He mouthed an oblivious ‘hell yeah’ in celebration.

Later that night while you were getting ready for bed, Daisuke ventured down the upstairs hallway toward the bathroom. Along the way, he passed your parents' room. Through the crack in the door, a narrow stream of light illuminated the otherwise darkened hall. Daisuke froze in place as he overheard your mom and Swansea talking from inside.

“So, what did you think of him? He’s just a delight. Isn’t he, hun?” Your mom questioned.

“Who? Daisuke?” Swansea replied. The springs within the mattress groaned as he eased himself into bed. “The boy seems like a good man. I like him for her. She needs someone who’ll help her loosen up. Poor girl is too damn high-strung.”

Realizing he probably shouldn’t eavesdrop, Daisuke rushed to the bathroom with a look of pride on his face. Your dad liked him. Better yet, Swansea thought he was good for you. That was a better gift than anything he could have hoped for.

[tammyu2]

Hey guys it been a while but I’m back with some ninjago content wooo!!

Dating the ninjas include:

Lloyd

I think you guys would be a enemies to lovers. He was cautious of you at first until he started warming up to you then he became your bestie.

When he realised he like you my boy was shyyyy. But he kept it in the inside and pretended to be more tuff for you. But sometimes he would get distracted and completely lose his tuff boy persona. Things like little touches here and there. Such as you both grazed hands or you fall and he catches you.

Buddy is blushinggg- Of course he doesn’t tell the rest of the ninja but he does drop hints here and there for advice.

“Hey Im asking for a friend- how do you flirt with a girl you kinda sorta like?”

The team is sus and deffo teases him on it a lot. So every but you know.

Once you two tie the not he is clingy. Cause his parents never hugged him enough (wow that was fowl of me-)

He always touches you in some way. Like either your holding hands, his arm is around you, etc.

He will only fully trust you with his deep past (if you don’t know it by then) later on in the relationship in fear that you will leave him.

When you don’t?- man had to restrain himself from both crying and proposing then and there.

Over all he is clingy and need affirmation that you love him cause of his extreme trust issues🫶

Cole

I feel like he is the type to not stress to much over crushing on you but at the same time. If anything goes wrong then it’s the end of the world.

The type to be like “Psh it’s not that hard. Your just having a normal conversation with your crush.” But when it happens he is all like “AHH I HOPE MY BREATH DONT STINK. DID I PUT ON MY SPECIAL COLON ON TODAY??”

He confesses to you with a burnt cupcake. He tried his best okay?? Leave the poor guy alone >:|

When you guys date he is definitely more layed back and comfortable around you. He trusts you more and you know he likes you so there’s no need to worry.

He honestly seems like that classic jockey bf minus the masoginistic mindest. He is actually a heavy feminist I believe.

But he is supper proud to show you off. Every chance he gets he talks about you. Man is not afraid to show off his amazingly beautiful partner.

Lou loves you. He actually books you and Cole private seat tickets whenever he has a show and you guys are in town for it.

Overall he is a loving chilled back man that is just so inlove with you.

Zane

He is an nindroid and naturally he always knows what’s wrong with him. But for some reason whenever he us around you his circuits combust. He had an idea of what he had but how could a android such as himself possibly have.. fallen in love with you?

It takes him a while to actually understand the full extent on his feelings towards you bc you are his first. But once he does he really doesn’t change his demeanour around you. It’s not like it changes anything it’s just a subconscious thing that he knows he likes you.

He will give you little gifts tho. And always help you out with anything that involves artificial intelligence.

When you two confessed he kissed you out of nowhere leaving you a flustered mess. It went down like this:

“What the?? Zane!! You can’t kiss someone out of nowhere! You caught me off guard..”

“But is it not true that I like you and you like me so that makes us a couple? And don’t couples kiss?”

“Yes but no. I’m gonna need to sit down and explain to you how timing works aren’t I?-“

After a bit he learned more about relationships and such. He still is lost here and there but he has the hang of it down. He is quite similar to Cole and is not very concerned about your relationship. Not that he doesn’t love you. It’s just a casual thing for him.

He makes a date for you two to try your best at hard or homey recipes to test both his cooking skills but also your knowledge on food as a whole. It’s a nice bonding thing you two do.

But over all he is a non chalant protective boyfriend that is just a little confused but has the spirit anyway!

Jay

When he starts liking you it’s obvious to everyone including you. He stutters and always blurts out complements not realising you hear them. He is always nervous and sweaty and he fidgets with his hands and is a complete mess for you.

He is a blabber mouth whenever he has the chance to bring you up. And he always sighs dreamily after as if he was a Disney princess or smth.

When you two confess he was loosing it. Like man was ready to pull out his hairs from nervousness. Luckily thanks to you he was much more calmed down after.

When you two date he is at your service at you command. Anything and everything if it’s possible he will give to you if you simply ask him. He will go out his way to show you how special you are to him and how much he loves you.

If you thought lloyd was clingy? He is NEXT LEVEL! Man is literally a koala. Unless on missions he will spontaneously combust without being with you.

His parents absolutely adore you. They love you so much you may as well have been their own daughter. They always ask Jay to bring you around for lunch or something just to see you again.

Over all He is a lovey dovey boyfriend who absolutely is yours till the rest do time even if god truck him down. So he’s a huge simp.

Sorry guys I’m rlly tired I will do Nya and Kai another day. Tata! Hope you guys stay healthy and stay safe!

~Tammy<3

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

Okay now that I've reblogged that one post...

Holy shit

Like, please understand me. This is how I already interpreted these relationships after reading Journal 3 but like

Wow Ford really was in a weird kinda complicated gay situationship with Bill and Fiddleford, huh? When he's all alone on Christmas in tbob he's all like "Oh yeah haha of course...of course. You have. Yeah. You have a wife, F. How could I expect you not to leave. I am totally not secretly hoping you'll turn around and come back to me, or that you'll even bring your family back here if you have to so I can see you. I'd retreat to my dreams but I haven't seen my muse in weeks and I miss him so badly. I'm so alone"

He and Fiddleford aren't even dating but it's hard not to get the light impression that this situationship is such that Ford kinda treats Bill like his comfort triangle from his head and dreams and Fiddleford like his comfort best friend in his lab. Like he's sad on Christmas that his boyfriends left him alone, you know? Of course it's definitely more complicated than just that, but they are dear companions to him

Or when Bill finally comes back and Ford is pissed

"You return now? After all of that, after me missing you so badly, almost dying, wondering if I'd dreamed it all up. You return now like it was no biggie? Did you ever mean the things you said? Did you not find some other scientist or some other big brain to talk up? Have you found someone else? Another partner?"

And then Bill, dodging the question was like "Funny you think I'm cheating on you as if you haven't been spending all that time with F. The side bitch. The third wheel. You've even considered telling him everything, even though you know he has second thoughts. Heh. A little birdie told me he dreams of shutting down the project even."

Leading Ford to be like "Aw hell how could I accuse my muse of such a terrible thing when I haven't been a saint. He's right! F has been much less motivated lately and I've just gotten so paranoid from the isolation. I'm so sorry for my baseless accusations."

I don't even have a lot to say I just love these three. Fiddleford put up with a lot of shit from Ford while also dealing with his own problems and trying to help him regardless, while Stanford saw him as a comfort and a good friend but ultimately someone who was of lesser mind than he and couldn't see things through his eyes, while Bill was in Stanford's corner actively making him worse and contributing to his isolation (trying to get him to drop Fiddleford and actively feeding his paranoia), while Stanford was seeing both relationships of his with stars in his eyes and rose tinted glasses because he refused to do some introspection

There's so much stuff that journal 3 and tbob added to the equation that's just bad/shitty all around. Can't believe Ford went through a double divorce/breakup despite not having ever been married (or, at least, despite not even officially dating them sorta)

The entire situation in the past is just tragic and hilarious and concerning all at once and that's what I like the portal trio for tbh

[moonlight-records]

Take a break | LS2

pairing: logan sargent x reader

summary: its launch day for williams and your boyfriend so overwhelmed and tired you decide to give him a quick pick me up

warnings: smut: oral (f & m receiving), sorta sub!logan & dom!reader, no protection (wrap your willy sillies!), praise kink, breath play (didn't intend for that one), breeding kink, basically porn with a semi plot??

a/n: uh, haven't written smut in a long time let alone f/m smut so PLEASE be gentle with me here! also i'll admit, writing scene with eating out is NOT my strong suit but i'm trying to get better! again, no proofreading, we die like men!

wc: 2.8K

Launch days were something you weren’t particularly familiar with for a multitude of reasons. The first reason was you hadn’t been a long time fan of F1 as you had recently gotten into the sport a little into the 2023 season more as something to have on in the background. The second reason is because you were so new to this world of motorsports, you had no idea what the pre-season would entail. The third reason is because the only reason you got into the world of F1 was because of your boyfriend, Logan Sargent.

You happened to be on a trip with some friends in Miami even after hearing many horror stories about how Miami usually ruins friendships. That was not you and your friends though. Instead you and your friends had made a very important note to have dedicated alone time so you all didn’t end up kill each other and it was proving to be a great key to this vacation. During your shopping, you had bumped into someone and turned around to apologize the same time Logan did. The two of you laughed and went your separate ways. You had told your friends about the encounter and how you regretted not continuing the conversation but you were too embarrassed. They reassured you that they would find this mysterious blonde man for you.

None of you had to try very hard as you and your friends decided to go to a club Sunday night after the Grand Prix and it just happened to be the same one a lot of the drivers ended up going to. You ran into Logan again, literally, and this time you actually kept the conversation going. One thing lead to another (as well as finding out he was an F1 driver and causing you to go down this rabbit hole to understand his work more) and by summer break you had been on four dates before he officially asked you to be his partner. By winter break, you were comfortable enough for him to announce the relationship and even with the mixed reviews from fans neither of you let it affect your relationship. If anything, it made your relationships stronger. It helped that Alex and Lily were super supportive and helpful the moment you two went public.

Lily especially. She had been nothing but kind and supportive the moment you two went public. She went on about how sweet Logan is and how she was ecstatic for him to finally have met someone who wanted him for him and not because he was a famous world driver. She was also over the moon to have a WAG on the team (yes she even took the time to explain what was a WAG was to you) and that she finally had someone to sit with during races and chat with during events like this.

Which is how you found yourself sorta following Lily around like a lost puppy to really grasp the rope of things before the two of you found yourself huddled together as the launch happened. It was fun. There was a kid named William outside with a sign that said ‘My name is William too!’ They actually brought him in for the launch and even had him sit in the car. You smiled seeing the kid beam at the two of them and Logan happily chatting with him when he wasn’t pulled away to be in front of the camera.

After the launch, Alex and Logan were heading down to Central Park to continue filming so you and Lily decided to have a little afternoon together. You two went shopping, had lunch, and just explored as the two of you chatted about anything and everything. You guys were stopped a bit for pictures, which was expected with Lily, but you? That surprised you but also warmed your heart and you happily took the photos. Then you two arrived at the hotel and parted ways before the meet and greet where you’d probably be off to the side with her once again just watching and interacting with fans.

You were mindlessly flipping through channels on the TV when you heard a faint whirling noise before the door was opened. Looking over you saw your boyfriend and a smile tugged to your lips. Shifting, you sit next on the edge of the bed as Logan comes padding over. The smile turns into a small frown seeing the state of him. “You okay?” You ask. He grunts in response as he stands between your legs and you rub his arms soothingly.

“Come sit,” you gently pull Logan down next to you. Immediately, the American is pulling you into his lap and burying his face into your neck. Running your fingers through his hair, you kiss his temple gentle as he grumbles about how long days like this were and how tiring they were and he wanted nothing more than to stay here. You bit your lip gentle wanting to reassure him that it would be over soon but knew he had so much more socializing to do and he was near his wits end.

Then, an idea hit you.

“Tell me more,” you comment as you wiggle out of his lap and kneel behind him to give him a massage. You feel him relax under your touch and you smile gently as you continue. It’s a nice gesture but it’s mainly a distraction. When he’s relaxed enough you pull away as he continues to ramble as you slide off the bed and move to stand between his legs. Gently pushing him on the bed Logan’s let out a small huff of a laugh as he tosses an arm over his eyes. Perfect. Stripping out of your pants and panties, you crawl onto the bed and swat his arm away. The second his arm is to his side you’re swinging a leg over, trapping his head between his thighs and sitting down.

It takes a millisecond for Logan to realize what’s going on before you groan feeling his tongue on your clit. Your hands fly to his hair for purchase as he happily runs his tongue over your clit. Long slow strokes before short kitten licks. It sends a shiver of pleasure up your body as you buck your hips forward. His hands quickly find your thighs gripping tightly as he traps you. You tilt your head back groaning loudly as you roll your hips as you two find your rhythm quickly since Logan loves being between your thighs.

You let praises fall from your lips between the moans and gasps falling from your face. It should be illegal with how good Logan is from your clit to your cunt as he opens you up with his tongue. Even though you guys haven’t been together for long he had made it his mission to learn your body inside and out. How you liked him switching between slow licks and fast licks. How your eyes rolled when he teased your clit with circles before sucking. How your hips bucked when he slipped his tongue in and slowly fucked you open. How if he tilted his head back just enough he could get deeper brushing against your g-spot, causing you to throw your head back and let out the most delicious sounds. How if he switched the routine up it drove you mad and close to your orgasm which he was very much intending to do but that’s not on your agenda.

Your chest was heaving as you felt the familiar coil starting to form in your abdomen. You force yourself to let go of his hair to wedge your fingers under his and pries his hands off your thighs before you lift yourself up. Looking down, you wish you could take a picture but a mental one will do. Logan’s hair was wild against the sheets, eyes wide and pupils blown. His face was flushed a beautiful shade of pink and his mouth and chin was shiny with your juices. His fingers twitched in your hands as he stared up at you neither one daring to move as he whines. He became such a beautiful mess so quickly for you.

“Yes?”

“I need—” he gulps slightly.

“You need what?” You tease.

His mouth opens and then closes as he tries to find the words. You know exactly what he wants and you’re tempted to give it to him, “stay,” you command as your grip on his hands loosens so you can easily move off of him and slink off the bed and onto the floor.

“Sit up,” you say while stroking the inside of his thigh and he does looking down at you. Looking up at him, you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock and he groans tipping his head back slightly. You swirl your tongue around the tip before flattening your tongue along the underside of his cock. Hallowing your cheeks, you start to bob your head. You watch his hands start to go to your hair but stop knowing better than to touch without permission so he grabs the sheets as if it’s a life line. You place your hands on his thighs to steady yourself as you continue prepping yourself. He’s babbling above you begging for more. He’s not specific with what he wants but that’s typical for him.

When you’re relaxed you happily take him down your throat, nose against his navel, and Logan throws his head back letting out a moan. Internally, you smirk at how loud he was. Usually he tried to be reserved and letting himself be focused on your pleasure but today was about him. You pull off to the tip before going straight back down and he tenses to keep himself still knuckles white from how hard he was holding onto the sheets. You continue for a bit longer before you pull off with a pop before standing.

“Lay down,” you say gesturing to the pillows and Logan scrambles laying on his back as his head hits the pillow. You wince for him since he was so close to hitting the headboard but it was a miracle he didn’t. That would’ve been one way to kill the mood and end the day for sure. Getting onto the bed, you straddle your boyfriend who’s breathing heavily from anticipation. Smirking at the mess you’ve already made of him, you grab the base of his cock and line yourself up before sliding down.

In unison you both groan as you put your hands on his chest for leverage. Once you’re bottomed out you take a moment to adjust. You start to move your hips in small circles sucking your bottom lip between your teeth as Logan turns his head to the side, groaning again.

“Babe I—”

“Shhh, I know. It’s okay,” you murmur as you run your hands over his chest, “I got you. Just lay there and let me hear all your pretty noises. Can you do that for me?”

Logan whines in response again.

“Logan.”

“Yes,” he breaths out, “Yes I—I can do that.”

“Good boy.”

Raising your hips you sink back down and tilt your head back. It’s been a while since you two have actually had time to have sex and it felt like the first time all over again. Just with how well he filled you up and it felt like a punch to the gut (pun intended…maybe). You start out with this slow rhythm hearing how Logan groaned and moaned under you whining and asking for more.

You work yourself on his cock picking up the pace as you go. You lean back, gasping at the new angle as your hands find purchase on his thighs. “Oh fuck—” you manage out between the moans. “Yes, fuck yes baby so good.” You ramble on as his head tosses to the side, hands gripping the pillows, the sheets, anything that isn’t you.

“I—fuck babe—please—” Logan gasps.

“Please what?”

“Let me touch you. Fuck. Babe. Please. Please please please,” he begs, “need to touch you. Please, shit, babe you look so good riding me, please,” He begs, “been so good for you.”

“Such a good boy,” you purr out, “okay.”

His hands fly to your hips. His eyes trained on you. How your lips are parted. The slight sweat starting to form on your forehead as your hair sticks to it. How your eyes are fluttering close.

“Let me move. Please baby,” he begs, “you’ve done so much work,” he’s rambling, “wanna make you feel good. Please let me make you feel good. God fuck babe I wanna make you feel good.”

You’re lost in your own little world as Logan rambles on. You’re so close of finding that spot and you shift to lean forward, hands back on his chest. One hand fumbles but it covers Logan’s mouth as you continue, slamming your hips down on him. Your eyes go wide and you see stars when you find it, throwing your head back as you continue. “Fuck—oh right there. Shit—” you moan out as you fall into an endless cycle of moans, groans, and cursing. You can feel Logan’s lips against your hand still moving but between your own noises and the absolutely filthy obscene noises you two were making it was drowned out.

Your body is on fire. Your legs are straining and you’re getting tired but you continue. You feel the coil forming once again and your hand drops to Logan’s throat as you wrap your hand around, squeezing slightly. He lets out a strangled gasp mostly out of shock before he moans. “You—fuck—” you breath heavily, “yes move.”

Logan did not need to be told twice. Gripping your hips tight enough that will surely leave bruises, not that you really minded, he snapped his hips up when you came down. You screamed - you’re pretty sure you did but you can’t be quiet to sure with the stars you were seeing and everything else drowning out expect Logan’s voice. He’s thanking you over and over, telling you how amazing you are and how you treat him so so well. He matches your pace and you can’t even prepare yourself as your orgasm is ripped out of you.

You grip his throat tighter and he lets out another strangled groan. Your body shakes as you continue riding him babbling about how good he’s fucking you, how pretty he is like this, how only you get to see him like this, and how only you can make him feel this good. He’s trying to speak but it’s hard and you manage to loosen your grip. He gasps for air before the words are slipping past his lips.

“Please. Oh god please let me cum. Please I’m so—I’m so fucking close. Babe. I need—” he chokes on air as tears form, “god please.”

You feel limp. You’ve slowed your own pace down but he continues with the pace. You manage an ‘yes, you can cum’ through moans and whines. It takes three more thrust before Logan’s spilling into you, head thrown back and groaning loudly as his eyes roll in the back of his head slightly. He continues to fuck you through his own orgasm before he finally comes down.

You’re both shaking slightly at this point. You force yourself to pull off of him, feeling his cum ooze out of you as you end up collapsing on top of Logan as the two of you catch your breath. Moving his hands to your hips, he gently massages them as he kisses the top of your head. You let your eyes slip close as your breathing returns to normal smiling to yourself as you listen to his heartbeat. “Better?” You ask finally breaking the comfortable silence.

“Much better. Thank you babe, I really needed that,” he says and plants a soft kiss to your hair.

“Of course. You know all you have to do is ask.”

Logan huffs a laugh out which earns an eye roll out of you. You turn your head so you can look at him and he’s smiling at you, leaning down to kiss your nose as you wiggle it. “I know,” he says, “I’m…working on it.”

“I know, and I’m proud. But with a schedule like this you have to be more keen on making sure you’re okay. Really.”

“I know. I know,” he nods as he speaks, “now come on, we gotta get cleaned up so we can go to dinner.”

“Dinner?”

“Yeah,” Logan blinks, “the meet and greet starts at six. So I thought we could grab an early dinner at a little mom and pops diner I found. Come on,” he gently sits up with you still on his chest. You squeak when he’s got his arms under your ass and shifting before you two are standing legs instinctively wrapping around his waist with a grin, “I’m paying this time.”

“You paid last time!” You argue as he laughs taking you both to the bathroom to get clean before dinner.

[getmeoutofhell]

Poly! Ghostface Women x reader headcanons

WARNINGS: this contains every young female ghostface x reader. if you’re uncomfortable leave now for your protection!!

a/n: it seems anon isn’t to fond of amber 😂 i hope you enjoy and leave feedback!! have fun reading!! 💕

How it started:

they stalked you before even approaching you. it was maybe about a month or so before. they use their ghostface tactics to scare you, claiming that you look better scared and afraid. at first they took turns scaring you in costume, but one time they all came after you. they fell in love with your life, and since they wanted to be apart of it, they became friends with you.

during the ghostface killings you sorta isolated yourself in your home. you were terrified to die so soon by someone dressed up, so staying inside was the only choice you thought. they would come over, checking on you almost every day. it has gotten to a point where they’d stay a couple days with you at a time.

lots of writing about you. they have their own group journal where they document your life. pictures of you, clothes of yours, even strands of hair they collect (if you have any.) it’s not just love, it’s obsession with the thought of you. one day amber suggested they ask you to come over. jill was not liking that idea much, claiming that you would find out their evil ways. but after a while they all three went along with it.

“guys, make sure you keep everything hidden completely. just incase she/he has to go in one of our rooms or something i don’t know.” jill stated. “jill chill. our girl/boy will be fine and safe over here. she/he won’t know about ghostface till later.” quinn told her. they had planned on telling you about ghostface in the future. they think you’re different, and won’t run away after knowing.

so once they asked you the come over and you accepted, it was a nice stay. they made you feel at home, offering you anything you needed. for boys: oh goodness they would not stay off you. rubbing against you, messing with your hair, smelling you…😟 for girls: a whole girl sleepover!! pillow fights, makeup (if you wear any), drinking, gossiping, they act like your besties!! 😊

truth be told it was kinda just a tactic they used to have you over with them.

How You Start Dating:

“we should just all date at this point. right y/n?” amber had said. you were taken back but at that point in time you didn’t mind, you started to like all 3 of them at once, and to your knowledge they seemed to like you back. so why not give it a shot??

“i mean…if y’all are down i’m down.”

Relationship Headcanons:

the ghostface girls are a little different (better) than the guys when you live with them. JUST KIDDING!! it’s like hell but on earth unfortunately…☹️ fighting all day.

girl reader: they’re all girl girls so whenever you need something like period products or when you need to wear something of theirs, they have your back always.

the act like if they don’t cuddle you they’ll die. you definitely will be fought over by them. they have a problem with sharing, mostly amber tho. you try to talk to her, but sometimes you think your words go through one ear and out the other. not like you really care but still.

VERY OVERPROTECTIVE of you. you are theirs, so umm…you can’t do a lot. i’m sorry. ☹️ they don’t like when other boys or girls get near you, it triggers them hella. it could be your friend and they’ll still question your actions and theirs, causing a argument to insure.

the three of them have their own disagreements as well, sometimes cat fights happen. it’s mostly between amber and quinn. they’ll yell at each other all day if you weren’t there to stop them. it’s hard to stop them, but 5 minutes later they’ll understand and quit the bickering. “listen my angels, i love you all so much and i’m gonna need to guys to stop this arguing, okay?”

they do in fact keep the house clean (mostly) jill hates a dirty house, so you don’t really have to worry about a dirty place :)

some time after you guys start dating and getting used to everything, you end up finding out about ghostface. they didn’t tell you yet, but you found out because you put two and two together with clues. for some reason you didn’t freak out or get scared. you sat down next to them, they looked at you. “you know huh?” jill had said. “yes i do.” you give a light smile. “you’re not gonna run away then right?” amber asked you. “no.” it wasn’t a lie you were gonna stay with them, despite their sick and twisted ways.

girl reader: there would be times they would go out with you on dates, you guys would wear beautiful dresses (or whatever you’d prefer), and would go somewhere fancy and nice just for some alone time. “you guys are so beautiful.” “not as beautiful as you angel.”

boy reader: when you guys go out they pick out your tuxedo (or whatever you’d prefer) and make sure everything is ready. they call you handsome so much and won’t ever stay off of you. “our handsome man.”

[rootspiral]

i’m thinking about how agatha says “my thoughts are not available to you, toots. they never, ever were. so don’t go giving yourself a migraine” to wanda and then “you’ll get a nosebleed trying that hard to read my mind” to billy.

a few things about this are interesting to me, particularly because of the layered ulterior motives she has for saying it:

1- agatha’s need to brag about being stronger lol

2- the fact that it does sound almost protective, the way she chooses to let them know they might get hurt from trying too hard. idk if it was just wanda, i could let it go, but i feel like it’s meaningful that it’s wanda AND billy, you know?

because we know for sure agatha cares about billy and she would try to avoid him hurting himself, so the fact that she used such a similar tactic on wanda makes me feel like it might have been a tiny hidden shred of evidence that she didn’t want to cause wanda any more hurt than necessary, either.

and, most notably,

3- we don’t have an origin story for agatha’s ability to block out telepathy, but to me those scenes might indicate that she taught herself that skill, rather than having been born with it. because maybe, if beings as powerful as wanda and/or billy tried hard enough, they would be able to read her mind. and she doesn’t wanna risk that, so she just makes it very clear that they can’t and sorta hopes to hell they’ll believe it.

aaanyaways, this just crossed my mind and i wanted to share and maybe ask if you have any thoughts on it?

hope you have a nice day!

(also btw re: the tags on your response to my last ask, i completely understand needing to take some time! no need to explain yourself :)

First of all, YES to Agatha teaching herself how to block out telepathy. On the shows we only scratch the surface of her immense self-taught knowledge, which I think is a cornerstone of her character. We get plenty of clues, from a very young Agatha accused not of murder but of stealing "knowledge above [her] age and station," to Agatha being constantly shown learning from books and teaching Nicky, to her whole relationship with the Darkhold, not to mention how she seems to understand Wanda's and Billy's powers better than they ever could.

I imagine her being obsessed with chaos/reality magic as soon as she learned about it from the Darkhold (because it's the only thing powerful enough to go against Rio's laws of nature / bring Nicky back) and as a consequence she learned to block telepathy, or if she already knew how, she definitely set out to become the greatest thought-blocker in history, she's just the kind of nerd who would do that. Plus she's extremely jealous of her inner thoughts and feelings, she regards her sorrows and fears as her greatest weakness, so it stands to reason that she'd be eager to learn how to hide them from everyone. I've talked about Agatha not giving a damn about being physically naked, it's her mind she wants to keep secret, and that is why being so uncensored as Agnes was much more humiliating.

Agatha boasting her thought-blocking abilities to Wanda and Billy has layered reasons like you pointed out – that's what I love about her, she's both complex and very predictable in her complexity. She's showing off, she's proud she's better than them at their own game. She's also calculating because you never know, they could break her barriers if they tried hard enough so better discourage them. And I don't know if she was being protective of Wanda too, maybe unconsciously.

But with Billy there was more overt affection, and I keep thinking how important it is for Billy to have someone in his life that is not constantly screaming in his head, and how significant the little exchange they had on the couch is, in retrospect. "I like it here. It's because it's quiet. You're quiet, Agnes." I like to imagine the whirlwind of thoughts this produced in Agatha, because you know her mind is always going a million miles a minute. In that moment her relationship with Billy was truly born I think, in all its three aspects: selfish (this is Wanda's son with Scarlet Witch-like powers that I can steal for myself), selfish in a different way (this is a magical little boy that I can claim and raise as my own, like I never could with Nicky) and selfless (I'm sorry for this kid born with powers he doesn't understand, I need to protect him.) So yes, I guess that even if she was smothering out the protectiveness she felt for Wanda, with Billy she's more ready to embrace it.

[thefreakandthehair]

not inspired by my fiance for once, but by a friend! this is the meme referenced. just a little funny sorta-crack future ficlet. enjoy!

"Steve... what the fuck is this?" Eddie doesn't even let Steve set his work bags down before he's shoving his phone in his face, the meme Steve sent him earlier glaring up at him.

“A meme? Was that not clear?" Steve smirks and drops his bags, his shoulder brushing Eddie's as he scoots past him.

One of his students had managed to work the class into such an uproar over that exact meme, shouting various band names and excitedly discussing their choices, that Steve had given up and joined them. It’s the end of the school year anyways, and even his administration understands that the last week of school is all about survival. That’s how he ended up with a photo of a Create Your Dream Concert Lineup For $100 meme, and that’s how Eddie ended up spiraling into an existential crisis about it.

“But the numbers don’t add up!” Eddie complains, following Steve into the kitchen with his phone still open, the offending screenshot still unchanged despite how many times he’s looked at it. “With the price of each band, I’d have to choose between Metallica, Ozzy, and Iron Maiden.”

Steve scoffs and shakes his head as he grabs a water bottle from the fridge, shutting it with his hip and leaning back against the counter. “That’s right. $100 budget, so one has to go.”

Eddie stares at him, insulted and slack-jawed at the suggestion. “That’s not possible. I’ll just steal from you to round out the cost.”

“No can do, Munson. I already spent mine.” He winks and sips his water, watching Eddie’s eyebrows furrow.

“The fuck you did, these are all metal and hard rock. I don’t see Springsteen anywhere on this list, and I’ve stared at it a lot.” He waves his phone for emphasis.

Steve has, in fact, chosen his line up, probed and prodded by his students last period. Some of the bands he recognizes from his decades of partnership with Eddie, others he’s come to know on his own or from students. So sure, he has a line up, and if he spent a bit too much time thinking about how to get Eddie worked up about it, well, that’s between him and his phone.

He holds up three fingers on the hand not covered in condensation and ticks them off one by one.

“Ozzy, $40”

Eddie gasps.

“Slayer, $20.”

“Steve, what—”

“Queen, $40.”

Eddie blinks once, twice, before he sets his phone down and closes the distance, holds Steve’s face with both hands on either side, and tugs him in for a ridiculous, dramatic kiss. Steve laughs against his lips and pulls back, letting go with a loud mwah.

“I have to say, Harrington,” Eddie starts, his hands still firmly in place. “Other than our wedding, and maybe that one pick up basketball game I went to, this is the hottest you’ve been.”

Steve can’t help but to preen a bit, proud that his plan has worked— that Eddie’s proud, that Eddie’s looking at him with that fond smile and warm eyes over something so silly after all of these years.

“Oh really?”

“Hell yeah, sweetheart. I mean, Ozzy? Queen? Slayer? Talk metal to me.”

Eddie tugs him closer, wrapping both arms tightly around Steve’s waist and pressing their lips together again, this time with more heat, more urgency. Steve lets himself sink into it for a moment or two before he breaks the kiss, his own lips red and shiny.

“Metallica.”

“Steve, you’re killing me.”

“Megadeath.”

“How do you—”

Steve grins and leans closer, whispering into his ear. “Pantera. But only if it’s before Dimebag’a death.”

Eddie laughs and pulls his bottom lip in between his teeth. “You little shit, all these years I thought you were tuning me out and here you are, weaponizing it against me.” If they were still just dating, still in those early stages of their relationship, he’d be embarrassed at the way his pants tighten. But it’s not, and he’s not. “Wanna?” He nods towards the stairs, the ones that lead to the privacy of thier bedroom.

“Oh, not yet. No.” Steve almost laughs at Eddie’s confused head tilt. “You’ve gotta make your line up first.”

Eddie steps back, his hand over his heart and mouth ajar. “You— oh, for fucks sake. Alright, give me a few minutes.”

Turns out, Eddie can choose between Metallica, Iron Maiden, and Ozzy pretty quickly when the stakes include sex with his husband.

[fuckyeahmhawkefenris]

It is unbearably quiet on tumblr lately, and what little talking there is, it's all about the next game. Yeah, we're no longer in 2012, I get it.

I'll just keep entertaining myself however I can.

I've always wanted to talk about one fic I secretly refer to as one of the hidden gems in the fenhawke archives. I have never ever seen anyone bring it up, and in all these years I've never dared to recommend it to anyone... Don't think you can even find it so easily? For good reason tbh...

Thing is, it's a fill for da kink community on livejournal. Anyone remember that place? The safe haven where anyone could anonimously submit the kinkiest most shameless things you could think of - offering prompts, filling them... Those were some desperate times when we were painfully low on content, and it was very hard to find something to read. Finding a story with characterization that suited your vision was near impossible!

I myself was desprate enough to brave through countless pages of imageries I could not stomach, skimming through them just to get the general idea until something captured my attention.

So I found this, and honestly, to this day to me it is one of the best examples of... idk, not just good characterization, but the overall feeling of the fenhawke relationship, why I can't let go of them after 12 years? It's all subjective, of course, but no fanfic ever resonated with me as deeply as this. Also back then mage Hawke was not very popular and most stories featured rogues... I used to be very sad and lonely!

Warning: it's extremely triggery. I wouldn't even recommend reading the first part at all, because it's too difficult and painful to get through. Hell, I couldn't read it! I was looking through the text very VERY briefly to get only the most basic and vague understanding of what was happening, and it was still hard! There is a lot of abuse, rape, slavery things...

To get the idea:

The Alone quest did not get resolved as planned. Danarius managed to win that battle, captured Fenris and returned to Tevinter, gravely injuring Hawke in the process (Fenris thought he was killed). To break the remains of his will, Danarius threatens to erase Fenris's memories of Hawke, and he succumbs and stops resisting altogether. I don't want to recall the details, but it was awful. Go straight to part 17 (it's a flashback) to read a very lovely take on fenhawke first night together. It's super sweet and gentle, though painfully sad in context. Still, beautiful. Well, it gets worse before it gets better! Somewhere in part 19 Fenris's friends come for him (they sailed all the way here on Isabela's new ship) and he's rescued. What follows is an exceptionally touching tender reunion with Hawke. Oh, and then, once all is settled comes the second part - All the King's men, which is much less controversial and fairly easy to read. Fenris copes with his experiences, and Hawke is always there for him. There are some truly fantastic moments as they slowly get close to each other again! Isabela is pretty great here, and Anders... sorta made me warm up to his character? And it's all fairly believable and close to how we see them in the game.

I'm saying all this and linking this fic on the off chance that someone with tastes similar to mine ever needs something like it. I know I am grateful it exists, and still hold it very dear to my heart. Definitely never regretted finding it!

[eggyeop]

somethin' stupid

| you and toji, the love in your relationship severed many years ago-- but kept together solely by your children and the agreement to keep a complete household for your children. toji understands that you may not love him as much anymore; but the admiration for you is ongoing, eternal.

based on the song somethin' stupid - frank sinatra, nancy sinatra!

! toji fushiguro x female reader, sorta angst, comfort, established relationship,.... idk

-

' i know, i stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me'

"y/n, do you wanna go out for a drink tonight..?" toji asked shyly. a small amount of blush creeped into his cheeks, dark black strands of hair just slightly covering his eyes. "--i mean, we've been on edge lately.. i thought i could treat you..." he continued after a small silence. fiddling with the bottom of his shirt as he awaited your response.

you agreed.

*'and if we go someplace to dance, i know that there's a chance you wont be leaving with me.'

you guys walked beside each other that night, a little closer than you guys usually do. toji felt the warmth of your body radiate onto his. he was happy settling at that closeness. you could hear the aura of party downtown-- the same aura felt the day you guys first met.

toji wanted to take you somewhere meaningful that night. he feared losing you more than he already has.

*'then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two..'

you and toji stopped in front of a small jazz bar. you used to always want to adventure to jazz bars with toji, daydream about you and him in themed attire to enjoy a peaceful night at the bar.

"you've always wanted to come here right?.." toji sort of mumbled. it was hard for him to talk to you when it wasn't about the kids.

you hummed in satisfaction, taking a sip of the drink that toji ordered for you-- the classic, its been years and he still knows you well.

"thank you, toji." you looked into his eyes. they glistened a little, the light reflecting off of his alluring green eyes.

*'and then i go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like,'

"you're welcome, i love you." he said softly. those three words being the loudest of the restaurant chatter happening throughout the bar. you tilted your head slightly. you blushed a little. but no reaction.. do you love him still?

toji thought you didn't. your lack of response had confirmed things for him.

'i can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lies you heard the night before'

you swirled your drink softly. the nights he had come home exhausted, the days you felt neglected by him. you both failed to nurture each other. it was exhausting when you bombarded each other at the wrong times.

regrets, a marriage of love.. feelings of regret. are there some things that we should have gotten over..? it hurt.

'and though its just a line to you for me its true and never seemed so right before..'

but despite those feelings of hurt. toji still loved you after it all. unconditionally. but you didn't love him back.

even so. the air was thick between you two. the remembered feelings and memories attached to jazz bars had caused you two to reminisce.

'i practice every day to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come true...'

toji tried. every morning, he would try to come knocking on your (separate..) bedroom door to ask for you to fix his tie perfectly as you did before. or bring you breakfast in the mornings as you woke up.

he ended up covering your plate in saran wrap. a small note attached with the rilakkuma sticky notes you had purchased.

he had to watch a youtube video on how to fix his tie.

'but then i think i'll wait until the evening gets late and i'm alone with you.'

he played with the straw in his cup. he looked at you for a while. you knew that, you let him.

'the time is right your perfume fills my head'

you walked back together. you had .. many drinks extra, clinging onto his arm as he guides the two of you back home. your familiar scent lingering onto him. he breathed in heavily--the fresh cold air purifying his thoughts.

'the stars get red, and oh, the nights so blue'

he daydreamed about moments like this with you. for every day he has been with you. to be this close with you again. he looked up at the sky. you stumbled a little, grasping his arm a little tighter.

he pulled out a spare pair of shoes for you. sitting you down to slip your heels off gently and hold them for you. he knew your feet were hurting.

a habit he built, because he loved you.

'and then i go and spoil it all by saying somethin' stupid like,'

your breath showed in the soft lighting of the night. blush tainting your cheeks and nose perfectly. you could not do anything but stare.

when you’re drunk, its your subconscious right?..

"i love you." you softly said.

a/n: i CLEARLY am a first time writer. saur many typos but im fixing them i swear plzzz i dont know how to work this

[mintsuwu]

This isn't art technically speaking but here's a Smiling Critters Relationship Chart that I wanted to try out after seeying a cool template by @valentinbelleyh505! The colors are a mess so I will try to explain it properly-

- DogDay: as the leader of the Smiling Critters, it's a must that he gets along with everyone! He has a closer relationship with Bobby and Catnap, the latter being his best friend. Though he also gets along pretty well with Bubba and Kickin' so they might gather up to be a somewhat chaotic yet charismatic trio at times.

- Bobby Bearhug: she loves everyone with no exceptions! The critter whom she gets along the most with is Hoppy and she is somewhat interested on Catnap. Not romantically, but she does care about him specially.

- CraftyCorn: despite her shy demeanor, Craftycorn manages to get along with everyone in the group, even though she and Kickin' might clash at times due to his attitude. She really admires Dogday as their leader and gets along with Catnap fairly well, given how the two of them struggle more when it comes to socializing but also enjoy their moments of peace and quiet which they spend together at times. As for her relationship with Bubba it is mostly admiration, but she also has a little crush to him which, of course, she wouldn't dare to confess herself.

- Hoppy Hopscotch: she is probably the most extroverted member out of the bunch along with Dogday, even through she has some dissgreements with her friends at times... Specially Kickin', but they have some sort of love-hate relationship. Though she is kind of oblivious when it comes to romantic feelings. However, that doesn't stop her from showing affection! As she will be there for Bobby as long as she needs, sharing a sister-like bond. And surprisingly, she gets along very well with Catnap, even if their energies and personalities are completely different. But sometimes she could use some calm and he could use some more energy and enthusiasm.

- Catnap: even though he is mostly an introverted soul who spends most of his time sleeping away, the feline doesn't fail when it comes to being in good terms with everyone. The girl whom he gets along with the most is CraftyCorn, given their similar personalities and their struggles. Even if she suggests a fashion or modeling session, Catnap will never mind to join around! He also respects Bubba greatly, seeying him as a wise and big-brother figure, his knowledge of the world will never fail to amuse him. And of course, Dogday is his very best friend, the one he can be the most open to as they understand and support each other no matter what.

- PickyPiggy: with her easygoing attitude, she has mostly good relationships with everyone! Even though her hunger can get the best out of her at times... She really admires CraftyCorn and her artistic abilities. (The neutral relationships are also based on the dynamics their Bigger Bodies versions will have, but I still have to design them so I will elaborate on her relationships later on).

- Kickin'Chickin: even if he might be too much at times, Kickin' is someone who easily gets everyone's aproval! The critters he gets along with the most are Dogday and Bubba, specially the latter as they sorta have a sibling dynamic. And even though he sometimes has a hard time understanding Catnap, they get along just fine. He has a huge crush on Hoppy, but he's too stubborn to admit it so he teases her instead and that leads to frequent arguments. Kind of like an Alvin & Brittany dynamic.

- Bubba Bubbaphant: he's pretty much like the big brother of the group, always willing to help everyone and provide the needed knowledge... Even though he can ramble at times- His closests relationships are with Kickin' and Craftycorn, and he has a secret crush on her that he doesn't speak about since he assumes that she likes Dogday instead. However, he doesn't hold any grudges against the dog for it and instead respects him dearly.

And another take with my OC LoolaLamb! (I will make a good picture and description for her I promise;;) even though canonically/in-game the only critters she would have interacted with properly would be Dogday and Catnap

BUT long story short-

- Dogday: even though she is not a part of the main Smiling Critters, Loola admires Dogday's personality and empathy, seeying him as a role model. She does have a little crush on him but she is afraid to mistake it with a simple affection at times. He does reciprocate her feelings but doesn't know how to grasp or classify such emotions to begin with.

- Bobby Bearhug: due to her loving and affectionate personality, LoolaLamb would feel great comfort around Bobby. She would definitely see her as someone she could trust.

- CraftyCorn: her and Loola would get along given their love for artistic representations. Sometimes they would sit down and write songs together.

- Hoppy Hopscotch: perhaps the energetic rabbit would be a little too much for the lamb, but she would admire her outgoing personality quite a lot.

- Catnap: their relationship is mostly neutral, though Catnap didn't like her much at first as he was afraid that she would replace him (let's just say there was an alternative universe in she didn't). But despite that Loola would be interested on meeting him further if given the chance.

- PickyPiggy: they wouldn't interact too much, but Picky is definitely fond of Loola! And perhaps would ask her to sing quite ofter, much to the lamb's dismay given their lack of confidence at times.

- Kickin'Chicken: the very first time they met and he knew that she could sing, he inmediately challenged her to a musical competition- She found it a little foward and intriguing at first, but in the end Loola ended up finding his attitude quite amusing, he makes her laugh.

- Bubba Bubbaphant: LoolaLamb would see Booba as some sort of authoritarian figure given his extensive amount of knowledge, but she would respect him a lot for that. As to him he does find interest in her musical abilities, but they wouldn't interact as much as the others.

ANYWAY SORRY FOR THE LONG POST;;

[msmpictures]

[☬ Ramshackle O.C ☬]

•{☬Basic Data☬}•

[ Name ]

Astrid Voldemort

Storm > Work's Pseudonym

[ Age | Birthday ]

23 - 27 | October 1st

[ Family ]

Robert Voldemort - Father

??? - Step Mother

[ Job ]

Hired murderer.

[ S.O ]

???

[ More detail of the wound ]

Second degree burn | Cuts = Enucleation (Eye removal).

•{☬ Likes - Dis. ☬}•

[ Likes ]

• To sleep [her only one 'escape']

• To draw [In her days of rest, she draws her father to remember him, even if she is not a very good artist] Although she doesn't show anyone her drawings.

• To smoke

• 💐 [She can describe them as the rainbow of her grey, so that relaxes her a bit]

• ☕ [She is addict at the coffe]

• To stare at the stars [ that makes her forget her shit of job for a while ]

• Children [Doesn't show it, but she really likes children.]

• Rural spaces [That relaxes her]

• 'Acid Candies' [I hope you understand what I mean] Although, she doesn't eat them often.

• Boxing [Is not really something that she likes, but she practices boxing often]

• Agriculture (frustrated dream)

[ Dislikes - Hates ]

• [H] HeR bOsS

• [D] To socialize [She can't actually do it, Astrid just talks with the people when it's about the business and when it's her next victim, so it's kinda awkward for her to get a conversation for more than 30 minutes]

• [H] Her own job [ She is forced to do it, she has no other choice. ]

• [D] Alcoholic drinks [ She says that tastes horrible ]

• [D] Her work partners

• [H] Did I say her Boss?

• [H] Her step mother [She is the reason why Astrid is here]

•{☬ Origins ☬}•

Warning: so long xd

( I don't wanna write a shit but this is how u could sorta understand x,d )

- Astrid Lived with her father in the Ramshackle Streets. Robert was a miner, so they were low class, despite that, they always had enough to survive without ever starving.

- She didn't care about her economic status, since she was working by selling lemonade (as a lil child) and saving her cash to buy a little house In the countryside. Besides, her father always loved her, there was nothing that someone could consider a problem between them.

- Although, Robert couldn't help but feel lonely, so he decided to look for a new lover. A woman who appeared in their life, when Astrid was about to 14.

- The woman was an alcoholic one, always spending the cash into whims and useless things, she was kinda aggressive alone and because of that never had a good relationship with Astrid, but Robert never knew about the circumstances, so he didn't do anything.

- Since the woman appeared, The small family began to have debts, so both Robert and Astrid had to work twice as hard, which did not prevent the debts from increasing drastically, in just two years. For this reason Robert decided to go with a 'friend' (who was a member of a criminal association), to request loans with the condition of paying later, but it never happened.

- This 'friend' He decided to collect everything Robert owed, and as a result of having empty pockets, he kidnapped Astrid (she was 16).

- At first they planned to use her as bait to get the money and then kill her, But after pleas from the minor, they decided to recruit her at a low level, as a kind of servant for anything basic, even burying corpses that they eliminated.

- All this in order to be the one to pay Robert's debts. But it would take a long period of time until now.

- As she grew older, the members began to promote Astrid's position, from making her infiltrate meetings to extract information to turning her into a hitman, having to sell this service to others, In order to recover the lost money.

- The rest, is History..

[⛈️] = Sometimes, she pretends to be mute, so she doesn't need to talk with anyone [That's until she finally she likes u]

•{☬Additional Data☬}•

[🌪️] = The grey hairs are sign of her stress x,d

[🌪️] = She could know everything about weapons and how to play them, but she doesn't know how to cook.

[⛈️] = I don't know what to add about her biological mother.. I'll say she divorced Robert and he won the custody of Astrid 👌.

[🌪️] = Astrid just knows Vinnie, and that because she tried to steal her and found a gun in her purse. (In that moment, Astrid was infiltrated, Vinnie too)

[⛈️] = They're not so close friends, but they help each other sometimes. Either to get information or to get beans.

[🌪️] = Once she finished paying the debts, she will go away from Ramshackle, and live her dreamed life in a house in a rural space.

[⛈️] = Astrid doesn't tell her affection with words. She does it with flowers. If she gives you a daisy, she considers you as her family. If she gives you a rose, she loves you <3.

[🌪️] = She is the kind of person who doesn't understand the jokes. She doesn't have a sense of humour. (She tries man, she tries 😞)

[⛈️] = In an attempt to kill A drunk scammer, this one stroke her with a vodka bottle in her face, and as she failed on the floor, he tried to let her blind, burning her face with a lighter.

[🌪️] = Robert doesn't know if Astrid is still alive, but he is still trying to report her missing, no matter what.

[⛈️] = I could tell she is depressed, and because of that she eats the acid candies. I thought, as Stone with Pebble, she could have an 'interior Demon', with a similar appearance to her 14-year-old self. Despite that, I can't find a name for her..

The whole pic

THREE DAYS DOING THIS SHIT I GIVE UP

[pruneunfair]

TW: NSFW topics

I'm glad we see more of the recognition of how bad this show has come

Yeah I know I'm starting to look like a Hellaverse hater but these works should not be babysit anymore, it's majorly flawed and we need to accept that, there's no need to justify anything, I'm pretty damn sure that gay human cheating ex-husband scene was Vivzie's poorest attempt to justify the cheating again cuz possibly to her, the fans who had issues with Stolas being a cheater is that they're being a bunch of "stupid whining bitches who can't take the simplest bad deed", I'm not sitting here and second guessing what's going on with her mind

But one thing I can say for sure is that she definitely thinks that "Cheating isn't so bad cuz there are worse things", which I believe also, cheating isn't bad compared to so many worse things, but we can't downplay it either cuz to some this is death to them, pain of betrayal is seriously painful and I've seen more convincing cases where Cheating actually makes sense, it is this scene right here, I don't know the context but I can understand what's going on already, this is TRUE MATURITY, it's not "Oh so she's a abusive bitch, you're on the side of a monster" gotcha baits, IT'S NOT ABOUT THE CHEATING

It's never about the cheating, isn't it?

Lots of this could be better if they stop with the damn stupid justifications. Look people don't cheat just because they want to ruin someone's life, sometimes they do that simply because the relationship isn't working anymore, the best case is to end things, be clear about everything cuz if both aren't seeing what they are doing, nothing will work, we only ever see Stolas' side, never Stella's, because she's not important at all and we empathize with only her husband but not her, maybe Stella isn't all that hard to tell but making her literally a minor in a plot where she should be an integral part is not good, imagine being the unnecessary part of someone's love story even though you're one of the most driving factors for this love story to work: She's basically a romance's villainess, the cause of all issues so the main pair can use as a front of all their issues so they can have their perfect romance, a cannon fodder as they call it in Chinese romance, just like Eris Miserian who was supposed to be a hindrance to the main couple's love story, Eris follows through the script but refuse to be a hindrance therefore making a butterfly effect that changes everything, but unlike her, Stella never got her side of the story

That isn't to say there aren't absolute scums out there who think cheating is normal but it isn't, if someone feels cheated and betrayed, they leave, ppl make cheaters out to be absolute monsters but they're just normal creatures till the end, I remember a scene in a Chinese series that felt as though it's a fuck you against the scummy cheating trope:

The cheated wife was perfectly fine and calm even when the mistress came to her and tested her nerves, she actually didn't even treat it as that big of a deal, she was "Oh this little girl is just playing stupid games, I shall not entertain her", the mistress wasn't even bitchy even, she looked as though she just wanted to annoy the wife out of the picture and she didn't go all "crazy bitch" about it, she even seemed confused at the wife's unnerving calmness and the wife even gave her actual advices that her husband isn't a loyal man and he's not trustworthy, well duh, also if I remember right, it was implied this mistress was SA by the husband and bribed her with money then she sorta ended up being brainwashed by that guy so it's just "evil jealous other woman", these women were actually speaking women-to-women and it felt so satisfying without the screaming and cat fighting I was so used to when wife meets the mistress in other shows

This wife lady when talking to the police (?) and was asked about how she's so calm about her unfaithful husband, she said the most killer line of a betrayed wife in such a factual and elegant manner: "He's a man, if he's without stains, sins and bodily desires, he wouldn't be a Man, he's a God" and this comes from China where they have the most horrendous cheating tropes in real life and Fiction

This gives me the belief that not all cheating affairs are as overly dramatic and horrid as it seems, it can be simply and painfully realistic

People don't understand that not everyone doesn't understand them and they aren't even obligated to, but when they don't get the reactions/treatments they want they immediately try to attack even the one not involved cuz after all, since they're not involved they can't be hurt right?

I know that so well, so many times I'm put in the seat of the "one at fault" cuz "I just don't get it", we all want to be victims but we all refuse to take responsibility ourselves, to be the culprits or even admit our faults, just throw around blames and blames until everyone is wrong so no one is, maybe this is why I always have a face of clueless ignorance cuz if they know I know it, I'm even more in the wrong apparently, we really do live in a society in a time where everyone is isolated even if they claim they're not lonely, everyone is lonely in some forms

People throw around meaningless labels upon labels so much, it's really tiring, I would say why don't you all just admit that you're unhappy, you hate, you don't like it, you just want to ruin everything around you, rather than going on with this morality facade of black and white?

Because ppl are scared of the ultimate truth, that eventually their blights aren't so glorified and tragic like the plays, the books, the movies make it out to be but that they are the most simple and forgettable things, yes I know how insensitive and nihilistic that sounds, I'm not always the naively gullible girl, but a tragedy eventually grows cold and everyone just moves on onto the next thing cuz Life stops for no one, you don't play the tragic victim all your life

THIS is why Hellaverse fails for me, perhaps it's just me, because even in a fictional situation free of prejudices and judgment, we all have a fear of being shamed for not being right, that in such a situation, we can't admit that we're wrong in order to make everything "right", it all boils down to FEAR

It's so nice to share my thoughts on this show that honestly had accompanied me for so long since a time when I was so vulnerable and naive, even when I've gotten estranged with it and even feeling betrayed, cheated by it, I decided to be mature and do things that would improve my mood, rather making a hate propaganda against it like how the victims of cheating would do everything to obliterate their unfaithful perpetrators, that's just not my thing, letting go of things that already happened is the more mature approach instead of going around in circles with no good end in sight, a Fool's meaningless errand, everyone get to choose a journey and get out of one if they want, I just kinda stop the Journey to Hell with the Vivziepop Hellaverse

Damn I'm getting an early period poetic mood, I noticed that before I got my period, I just became really wise up and talked lots of deep philosophical stuff, ig it's a good time my body tells me to call out myself on things on my mind that I like to tell strangers more than closest ones

Oh trust me, Vivzie is not the first person to justify cheating in yaoi by villiainzing the woman but she definitely is the most popular given how the trope was most known in fan fiction wheras she's promoting it on a indie show put on YouTube.

I don't know why but she seems to be scarred of her favorite main characters actually facing recompence for their actions ... Like girl, they're in hell, it's okay to admit when they make awful choices at the expense of others

[quitealotofsodapop]

Century Egg! Wukong is going to make Macaque grovel before letting him anywhere near him again and it's going to be so amusing for his brothers to finally see the 'father' who had apparently abandoned Wukong at his lowest point get his karma. Even Tripitaka is amused by the interactions, although he feels Wukong could bear to be a bit nicer to his own spouse. Little does he know, Wukong had already forgiven Macaque the moment he went down on one knee for him. It's just that Macaque had hurt him, deeply, and he doesn't want to trust him again so easily.

The Pilgrims do, however, reciprocate in Macaques initial dislike of them. They understand he's there for his mate and child. They respect it, but that doesn't mean they have to like him. Wukong is only with them right now because Macaque had proven himself an unreliable mate who would abandon his love at his lowest, and at that point into the journey, even Baije would be extremely offended on Wukong's behalf. They hadn't known Wukong had been married until they met Macaque, but they all kinda assumed he had to have someone to be found in the state Tripitaka had found him, and that someone had either died or abandoned him.

Now they know it was the latter and just who it was who had done so. And they had introduced themselves in possibly the worst way they could have.

i think you mean the "jttw stone egged au", but I agree with your sentiments.

The Pilgrims sorta look over Macaque in the au like; "So you abandoned your mate/spouse at his lowest point over an argument for about 500 years, and you left him with child? And you decide the best way to reintroduce yourself was to try and kidnap him from us/kill his pilgrim brothers?? Yeah, we don't like you either buddy."

Tripitaka also doesn't like Macaque at first, but he's a lot quieter about it. He weakly protests when Wukong kicks Mac from their nightly nesting spot, and when Wukong hisses at him in distaste. The monk may not understand the ins and outs of complicated relationships, but he understands that Mac and Wukong hurt eachother badly in the past and even if Mac is trying his best to make it up to them, Tripitaka knows Wukong's trust is fractured.

Sha Wujing observes mainly from the sidelines. He's good at getting the root of emotional issues. He knows that the monkeys need time to rebuild what they once had together. Is likely the first to forgive Mac fully.

Ao Lie huffs loudly at Mac, but he gets that he's here now and is trying to help and at least is protecting Wukong as a good mate should. Doesn't mean that the dragon-horse can't be petty at times; there are moments where Wukong is allowed ride on Ao Lie's back while Mac is pointedly bucked off into the mud.

Zhu Bajie loudly voices his offence and disgust at the Macaque. Esepcially in regards to how he treated his dear eldest Pilgrim brother during the break up and how he tried to you know, kill Bajie under the assumption that he had violated his mate (the pig is like "Ew no. TF you think I'd do that to somebody?" and Mac replies "You creeped super hard on my sister [Chang'e] dude." "Ah, fair.") But he's not mindlessly upset - Bajie is a perceptive guy after all... he understands a certain side of Mac's story that the others don't

Macaque doesn't really care for their judgments, they hadn't been there. They didn't see what kind of person Wukong was becoming during the war.

Except a certain pig...

Zhu Bajie: "What was it like?" Macaque: "Huh?" Zhu Bajie: "Living with him I mean. I saw him fight in heaven when I was still a Marshal. It was like watching a supernova with a fist. All fight, no talk." Macaque: "..." Zhu Bajie: "Must have been scary... seeing your mate like that. Destroying everything in his path, throwing enemies and old friends aside like driftwood, not able to be reasoned with. Almost like... you wonder if he'd ever do it to you." Macaque: *looks away in shame* Zhu Bajie: "Look, I'm still pissed that you abandoned him at his lowest point... but I do understand why. I've suffered enough broken hearts to tell when someone didn't feel safe staying in a relationship. It's uh... sorta why I panicked when I realised Cuilan had become afraid of me..." Macaque, changing the subject: "You're comparing me to your ex-wife?" Zhe Bajie, goes along with it: "You're not as pretty." *defused laughter*

But yeah, this shadow monkey does need to make it up Big Time to Wukong, the Pilgrims, and his people as a whole. Even if the Stalwarts were able to "Hold down the fort" so to say, Mac still abandoned the island as it's regent to seek out Wukong in a frenzied revenge plot.

Wukong does take the opportunity to make Mac obey him like a true Warrior to his King. And if the Warrior's duties include grooming the King's fur (cus no one else in the party can do it right), and feeding the king peaches; then thats Wukong's business.

[jqmalikhsgib]

sea view

four

Harry waves at the camera and smiles. We’re behind the camera, ready to interview him about his second album. We laugh at how nervous he looks, him being an international rockstar since he was sixteen, it was kinda weird seeing him shy away.

Harry laughs with us before clearing his throat. “Are we rolling?”

“Yes, sir!”

“Hi, I’m Harry Styles! I’m here to give never before information about my second album!” Harry states.

Our interviewer, Samara shakes his hand before asking the twenty-eight year old questions

“First and foremost, How are you Harry?”

“I’m good! How are you?”

“I’m great! Thanks for asking. How’s the wife and kids? You and YN recently had another little one, yeah?”

“We did! As of now, starting this video he’s four months! He’s definitely a happy little fellow. Obviously my wife is amazing. She’s a super hero in my opinion. She takes care of the house and the kids like it’s nothing. She’s a great mom.”

“Is it crazy how much she still the most amazing woman in the world in your eyes?! That’s how I am with my wife. No one can compare. Even after years of marriage.”

Harry chuckles. “Yeah! She’s the greatest woman of all time. I still get butterflies when I’m around her.”

“I’m the same way! Before we talk about the album, how is she handling tour? I know by the time this video releases, you’ll be back to touring. How do you both balance your relationship and you being away from your family?”

“It’s hard, yeah! But we manage it. We’ve had so much to work on before Fine Line was released. With our marriage almost falling apart, I had to build trust again before going on tour.”

“That makes sense. Let’s talk about the saddest song on the album, falling. You have stated previously that was the first song you wrote for Fine Line. Where was your head at when you wrote falling.”

Harry sighs. “It was one day when YN and I met up for coffee. This was before I packed my bags and went to Japan. I tried to reason with her, get her to understand I was gonna get help so we’d be a family again. She kinda just told me we needed space. After, I got drunk off my ass and continued to party, every single day. I’d wake up in some hotel room, no memory of the night before. I thought my marriage had been over and I was the only person to blame. Finally, after a friend basically told me to get my shit together and get my wife back, I immediately packed up a bag and left. I had to for the sake of my family. Falling is about me coming to terms with my mistakes. It’s about me owning up to me being a shit husband to the woman who’d been there for me before the fame. I hated what I saw in the mirror, the things I’ve done, the people I’ve cheated on my wife with, I was disgusted in myself. It’s a song about self reflection!”

“You and YN have been through so much, a lot of fans feel like she’s to blame in your relationship almost ending as well. We know you’ve made it very clear that she had nothing to do with the split. And in your song Golden, you sorta open up about how imperfect you are, begging for forgiveness. What we wanna know is, was it the first song you let your wife hear?”

“No! The first song I showed her was Cherry.”

“Interesting! What made you want to show her that particular song?”

“Jealousy? It was mostly a manipulation tactic to try and win her back. A friend of ours had posted a photo of her laughing and enjoying herself with another man. I thought nothing of it at first, but as time went on, she was seen with him more and more. This only made me feel like she was moving on. I was angry! I went home, cried, got drunk, and started scribbling down the lyrics to Cherry. At first it was me spewing out some pretty hateful words, jeff was the one to tell me this was absolutely insane and I’d lose her forreal if I released it. Deep down I knew he was right I re-wrote the song. I sent it to her after I recorded it. She didn’t talk to me for two weeks. I knew I had fucked up once more. I was trying to make her feel guilty about moving on, if she did, when I was the one who cheated and lied. I re-wrote the song again around the two weeks we haven’t talked, in came cherry. The final touch was so much better than the two originals. She loved it and cried. I think that’s how we kinda got back together and went to couples therapy.”

“So, where did Golden come from, exactly?”

“We’d been in therapy for a little while. Maybe two months? YN was still very hesitant with our relationship. She kept pushing me away more and more. I didn’t blame her! I knew I needed to gain her trust back. After all, I cheated on her for six years! Golden is my song, really. It’s about me coming to terms with possibly losing my wife. I write about the separation of our marriage and how if she were to divorce me, I’d just have to accept in being alone and having a broken heart. I tell her she’s still the light of my life but i would understand if she decided enough was enough.”

“The next sad track would be to be so lonely. Is that also a song where you’re accepting who you are and what you did?”

“Sorta? I think it’s more so me being exactly what the song states, an arrogant asshole who couldn’t even apologize for his actions. I thought back to our marriage the last few years and how idiotic I truly was. I was constantly coming home drunk, smelling like another woman, not really giving a single fuck I was a husband and a father and my wife and kids should come first. I thought about the situation I was in that particular moment. I’m sleeping in a hotel, my wife and kids are home without me, I had been selfish asshole. I felt like I didn’t deserve her forgiveness.”

“Now, lights up and she are kinda giving me the reflective of your cheating habit. Is that where you’re going with that?”

“She is about my abuse to partying and who I’d become when I did party and get drunk everyday. I knew I had a problem. I wouldn’t call myself an alcoholic but, I wasn’t acting like myself. The ‘She’ I’m referring to is the partying and drinking. I would go to bed and wake up not remembering a single fuck about what happened the night before. I’d take my kids to school, go to a ‘friends’ house, get super fucking drunk, go out clubbing, and somehow wake up in my bedroom next to my wife. I’d pretend I was at work, recording more music with the boys, but she always knew I was full of shit. Lights Up is about the cheating. The girls I was sleeping with, they’d occasionally call here and there, having new numbers after I blocked them, asking to hook up again. At this moment YN and I were doing so much better! We weren’t sleeping in the same bed again, but she let me come back home with her and the kids. I wasn’t gonna mess that up. I wrote that for the world to hear, especially the women who I would sneak around with, letting them know I’m not going back to the man who mentally abused his wife. I’m a new man! I’m all about my family. Basically me killing any relationships I had with them. Letting them go into the light!”

“What was the next track you wrote for fine line?”

“That would be treat people with kindness believe it or not. It was a fun little song! Payton was only three at the time and me and her mom were teaching her about kindness! It started off as just a little humming. Eventually the lyrics came together. We all want our kids to be better than us, I want all three of my children to not make the same mistake I’ve made when they get older. Teaching them to treat people with kindness no matter how old or where you are, it’s important. It was just a fun little song for my babies.”

“Wow! That’s very beautiful, Harry! What do you say to the parents that are out there trying to same tactic but feeling like they’re not getting through?”

“Keep on teaching them about kindness! As parents, we all have that sinking feeling that we’re not doing enough or we’re failing a parents. In the end, children are human, they’ll make mistakes! This doesn’t make you a bad parent or a failure. We just teach them right from wrong. Once they learn, all will be good. I promise.”

“Would canyon moon be about you moving back home?”

“No, actually. It’s about moving back into my wife’s heart. It’s about me being gone and absent from her heart for too long. It’s basically her point of view. She tells me how she feels one night, like truly feels! How she felt like I’d broken her heart to tiny little pieces but I’m slowly building my way back in. She actually gives me the lyrics to the song. YN words were ‘It feels like you’re climbing my heart all over again. Like you’re heading to the top to touch the moon.’ And that’s how Canyon Moon was born.”

“Could you explain ‘Sunflower just died. Keep it sweet in your memory.’ To us? What does that mean exactly?”

“Sunflower is about us starting over! It’s about YN and I getting to know one another all over again. We’ve grown and changed over the years. Ultimately it was about us learning the things we liked and disliked now. We needed to re-grow our petals. I believe it kinda leads up to Adore You in a way. In Adore You I basically tell her, no matter how much she changed I will still love her for who she is. I let her know I’d do absolutely anything for her love, even walk through fire! I let her know to take her time with loving me again. I’d wait for her for as long as she let me. I’d love her until the day that I die, even then, I’d still love only her.”

“With the next song, we don’t have to go into too much detail. I’m sure your wife wouldn’t want you to anyway. Could you at least confirm it’s about giving a woman oral pleasure?”

Harry chuckles. “Oh, yeah! I mean, you can even use it as giving men oral pleasure. Whoever you identify as, it’s about sex! I wanted to add a little bit of adult content in the album. And as a married man, who’s not too shy, I will say I love giving my wife pleasure. It’s only natural, yeah? And I think I’m pretty damn good at pleasing her.”

“I’m one thousand percent sure you are Harry! Onto the final song. You have told us that Fine Line was the final song to be written and recorded. Would you say this song ties the album together and explains your infidelity as well as your love for your wife?”

“Yes! It’s the end of an era, end of hating myself, end of discovering who I am, who I was, and who I wanna be. Fine Line was a journey of self reflection and getting the help I needed to not only get my family back but, to finally get back to the version of me I like. It took a while to admit my faults and wrongs. For so long I blamed anyone but myself. I blamed my bandmates, my parents, the alcohol, the women, and most importantly I blamed my wife. I was the one who’s been selfish and arrogant and a dick! But at that moment I was letting my friends and family know, I was sorry for the pain I caused them. I’m finally getting my shit together and I hope we’ll all be alright in the end!”

“Wow, Harry! That’s beautiful, honestly. This album is the most real and raw thing we’ve heard. We all love that you shared this part of your life with us. We’re so very grateful that you were willing to explain this tragic, yet beautiful story. Thank you, Harry!”

“Thank you, darling!”

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Olá de novo! Se não me importar, posso solicitar novamente headcanons para Bleach (komamura, aizen e ukitake jushiro) para se apaixonar pela fem! leitor quem é a mãe biológica de toshiro hitsugaya e uma das capitães do gotei 13?

As I can only read and speak English, I asked this person to clarify what the request was for me. Here is what was said. " Hi, yes, that's it, reader, she would be Toshiro Hitsugaya's mother and captain of Gotei 13 and the characters I mentioned fall in love with her."  So, without further ado, here are captains falling in love with the head captain reader who is also Hitsugaya's mom.

Komamura

Komamura is always hesitant when it comes to forming relationships of any kind and this is no exception

I would even say that it's harder for him to accept this one given everything at play

When you took over as head captain, he had nothing but respect for you and learning your connection to Hitsugaya didn't change that

It's not easy being a captain in general but the fact that you're also a mother and a mother to another captain must cause its own set of problems and he just wants to help keep things easy

This also means that when Hitsugaya brings up not liking how close others are getting to you Komamura realizes how odd it must be for him to see his mother being potentially romantic with his coworkers

He never intended to start a relationship with, and he was more conscious of things after speaking with Hitsugaya but it's hard to not fall for you

Your kindness and strength always shines through and brings him closer as time goes on, he adores how you work with everyone, and he can't help the way his heart warms when he sees you dote on your son

A relationship sorta just happens, it was never planned but it happened what might start as just hanging out when things aren't as tense it settles into proper dating and Komamura can't help but feel a little guilty

He does everything to prove he's worth your time and love even when you tell him it's not needed, he just wants Hitsugaya to understand he isn't just with you for your status

Once he gets past the guilt it's a lovely relationship, he adores you and strives to show it whenever he can from small dates when time permits and gift giving, he also just likes sitting a room with you while you both do paperwork

Komamura takes a long time to fall in love, but his affection is forever and fiercely loyal nothing makes him feel happier than facing the world with you

Aizen

Very unbothered by this but it does make his plan slightly harder, he most definitely approached you with an underhanded motive

The moment he learned you became head captain he saw it as another chance to get closer to his end goal the only problem at first was your son, Hitsugaya already hated him, and this will only make it worse

It's a slow-going relationship, as charming as Aizen tries to be you can mostly see through the act and he has to work extra hard to see you open up

It's a real dual edge sword, he pushes to get closer and see you crack but while doing that he finds himself opening up to you in turn

You force him to be genuine, to open up in ways he's rather not but it happens and at some point, he realizes that he doesn't want to let you go or hurt you

So, he's left at a standstill, does he continue on like this never happens or give up certain things to make it work? He spends weeks going over it until he decides to simply wait

Aizen knows he's in charge so it's up to him when they go through with the plan and right now, he wants to indulge in whatever things could be with you

Hitsugaya hates it, he's adamant that Aizen isn't good for you and that you're going to regret it but you just reassure him that you can handle it, that it's been thought through at the very least

For a while you both can simply live in domestic bliss, he stays as an amazing captain to be looked up at, doing his best to play the role of a faithful knight to you

He knows it won't last, one day he'll want for more, to gain the power he has worked so hard to control but he's more content than he expected just being at your side

This relationship is a carousel, it goes around and around never seeming to stop, like this you're both happy but one day the ride will stop, you both simply wait and wonder who will get off first  

Ukitake

The most natural feeling of the bunch. He's very dad like to many of the younger reapers and this likely came in to play before you got together

Of course, when you took over it was Ukitake who helped you learn the ropes, kind and gentle he was more than willing to lend a hand whenever you needed it and that includes keeping an eye on Hitsugaya

People love Ukitake and you really aren't any different, he's such a wonderful person who wants the best for the people around him, sure he doesn't always make the best choices, but he tries

There's a certain joy that comes from working you and it makes him feel more at ease knowing how much you care about the people in the soul society

Like with Komamura a relationship will develop more naturally, you simply spend so much time together and whenever his illness flares, you're there to offer him comfort and reassurance

You train together and get meals; your squads secretly call you mom and dad to each other in everyone's eyes it's a match made in heaven

Ukitake knows he's not going to around forever; his fate is unavoidable, and he never planned to settle down because of this but it feels safe with you like nothing would go wrong like it's okay to truly let his guard down

You're his everything, someone he respects and trust, someone to lean on and share things with a person he values and wishes to protect

Hitsugaya is more or less accepting of it, sure it's a bit strange but he can see that your happy and he trusts Ukitake to not hurt you in anyway

Love with Ukitake is easy, he loves with his whole heart and soul and wants that emotion in return, he's happy seeing you thrive in your work and loves giving you hand

Though not common he enjoys partaking in dates and simple nights in neither of you can relax often so theses moments become something very precious to him something he wants to remember forevermore

So here we are. Finally done, I've had this request for about a month now but got hit with heavy work and then got very sick for a while. I'm doing better now and sat down to work on this! I really hope you enjoyed it; I ended up really liking Aizen's part so I'm happy with the way I went overall. Feel free to let me know your thoughts and thank you for reading. Have a good day or night~ Lilly