#sucks frrr

[luvistqrzzz]

God i wanna write smth so bad but homework fuck-

[n4talia-chaparro]

Could you show me a picture of when they were closest as lovers?

Probably this one???

They were a little close. Krupp didn't have the guts to talk or interact with Theodore ("Ted") properly. At first, They were supposed to interact because the principal and the staff thought that giving Krupp a "friend" would stop him from having a meltdown or quit being aggressive towards anyone. For sure they were wrong but they didn't care (isn't it fucking obvious. It is Ohio and it's logic cuz it's a CU AU...of course, what did you expect?)

Krupp didn't like him at first. He hates everyone but he never felt any attraction toward someone who had the same gender as him. Except for the time he was forced to participate in something....."interesting" in church and was forced to be in a relationship with someone that is....uh...how do I explain...

(The insecurities are making me less motivated and hyped up because of how sensitive and whiney you guys can be. If you don't know how to handle a damn topic cry about it lol + ratio + don't care + learn to read tws + bozo) /JK but seriously stop crying, you guys. This isn't Twitterf for you to cancel me :3333

But it's very new to him considering he never been in a healthy relationship before. Well a friendship before becoming couples.

Again Krupp struggles to express himself due to trauma and is scared to meet someone who will end up leaving him. Slowly they became friend and started to develop a few feelings. Unfortunately for Bernice, Ms. Krupp wanted to get rid of Theodore, she felt like her son is committing a damn sin for being friends with someone who had the same sex ("gender") as him. But you know. Krupp was probably a kid who didn't know how to approach that. Especially in a risky and hard situation like that.

They both became couple almost a year (4th to 5th grade?)...before you know Bernice tried to get rid of Ted at the end of May.

[astonmartingf]

this is how i found out george was dsq?????

[retros-artandstuff]

little thingy to test out a new brush/style/things✨

[nomaishuttle]

guys remind me to watch la bamba later

[slvthrs]

luv bisexuals were so fineeee omg

[candiiee]

:0 talented little guy

[mazojo]

I’m sorry if this sounds mean but I genuinely find it baffling when people who sign up WILLINGLY to reality shows and KNOW that they are in a REALITY SHOW get pissed off when someone plays the game.

[solarismp3]

Ok I figured out what makes my heart ache… it’s stress

[picklehater101]

Mirror

summary: ellie x reader ~ ellie regrets not taking you up on an offer for a shower together so she decides to make it up to you shortly after

content warnings: swearing, smut n shiii

authors note: sorry for the long time no see, sexy people, that's my bad frrr! if ts doesn't make sense, don't even blame me... i had to whip something up real quick lolll

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Steam completely engulfs every one of your senses as soon as you step out of the cubicle, allowing you to realize just how hot your shower was.

You shut the glass door behind you, the towel holding onto the curves of your wet body as you make your way over to the foggy mirror.

The front of your legs meets the counter whilst you lift your hand to the blurred reflection, wiping a small portion of it in order to see yourself.

Your hair is still damp, ruffled and messy after attempting to rid of the water by using the towel moments before. Water droplets are still rolling down your body, glistening in the light above you.

As you run your fingers through your hair, you hear a couple of soft knocks before the voice speaks out. “Can I come in, baby?”

You give her a quick ‘yes’ as your eyes dart over to the opening door. A lot of the steam escapes the confined bathroom before Ellie shuts it behind her.

She slowly makes her way over to you, her eyes raking up and down your barely covered body, the small towel revealing a lot of skin.

A small smirk tugs at her lips, threatening to show as she comes up behind you, her hands immediately grasping onto your hips, your eyes meet her green ones in the cleared portion of the mirror.

Ellie is in a simple pair of gray sweats, the material hanging dangerously low on her hips. Her wife beater is pulled tight to her skin, her hardened nipples pressing into the cotton. It’s slightly lifted up, the bottom of her toned stomach peaking through, making your mouth water at the view.

She had a couple of things to do so she turned down your offer when you asked if she wanted to join you.

Regret quickly takes its form as she nuzzles her head into your neck, breathing in the soft smell of vanilla and coconut.

“You smell so pretty.” She smiles into your skin before pressing a soft kiss on your damp shoulder, her hands grabbing at your towel as if she’s eager to rip it off.

She continues her line of open mouth kisses, making her way over to your neck. You lull your head over, immediately opening up to her, giving her more space to nip at your skin.

She sucks into you, slowly rolling your skin in between her teeth as she leaves multiple purple bruises behind. Heavy breaths slip past your parted lips as her hands get more needy.

She makes her way up, moving closer to the sensitive spot just below your ear causing you to take your lip in between your teeth.

Ellie’s obsessed with kissing you, anywhere on your body, anytime, whenever, wherever. She just wants her lips on your skin, marking you up, makin’ you feel good. Anything.

Her eyes return to the mirror, noticing how little she can see you through the fogged mirror.

“I wanna see more of you.” She whispers, her voice raspy and low as she speaks into your ear. She finally manages to take the towel off of you, the cold air meeting your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

Ellie briefly moves herself to the side of you and brings her large hand to the mirror, swiping over it to clear more space. This allows the both of you to see your naked, fragile body.

She smirks as she moves behind you once more, her hands quickly finding your body again as if you’re a magnet. Her calloused finger pads lightly brush over your stomach causing you to tense at the brief touch.

The way you react to her drives Ellie crazy, she loves seeing you squirm or melt in her hands like putty.

Her eyes wander over you, taking every inch of you in. Your soft skin, your full curves, your pretty face. "So beautiful.” She mutters, absolutely mesmerized.

Both of her hands make their way up to your perky breast, cupping around them as she softly gropes at them.

She takes one of your nipples in between her fingers, rolling it, pinching at it to have you moaning at the sensitivity.

She presses a kiss into your cheek as she watches herself play with you, the both of you amused, but mainly aroused.

“I fuckin love your tits, baby. They fit my hands so perfectly, ‘s like they were made for me.” She cheekily grins, before her eyes flutter up to yours.

You shake your head, softly chuckling at her silliness. However, your laugh slowly dies down as her lips meet your skin again.

“You were made for me.” She mumbles, her middle and ring finger grazing past your plump lips, teasing your bottom one as she waits for you to open. “‘N so was your tight little pussy. Always takes me so well, isn’t that right, mama?”

You nod your head with a moan before you oblige to her silent command, her fingers pushing their way into your mouth, allowing you to suck on them.

Your tongue swirls around her fingers, your cheeks hollowed out. A groan makes its way up Ellie’s throat, her darkened green eyes focused in on you and your subtle movements.

She slowly pulls them out of you, before her large hand heads towards your pussy.

The other hand that was resting on your tit slides down to your hip, her slim fingers wrapping around you. Ellie then uses her knee to push your legs further apart, giving her a bit more of an opening.

Both of your eyes follow her fingers. She first places them on your clit, causing you to flinch at the coolness placed on your heat.

She slowly rubs circles into you, the sensation sending pleasure filled waves throughout your body, goosebumps erupting across your skin at the feeling.

Her fingers slip a little further down catching some of your arousal, before bringing them back up to your clit, speeding up the motion of her fingers.

Moans continuously slip past your parted lips, “s-shit,” you whine quietly, your body tensing against her toned one.

After her fingers upkeep the continuous circling on your cunt she finally makes her way towards your opening, finding it fairly quickly. Without an ounce of hesitation, she shoves them inside of you, quickening her previous pace.

You let out a gasp as her fingers pump in and out of you, several moans crawling their way up your throat, pure bliss taking over the entirety of your body.

The both of you holding eye contact as she talks in your ear, a lopsided smile lifting up at the corner of her lips, “you like the way my fingers feel, baby? They always make you feel so good, hm?”

“God yes.” You breathlessly cry, nodding your head several times. You take your left hand and intertwine your fingers with Ellie’s, both of your hands now resting on your hip, whilst your other grasps her upper arm as she quickly moves in and out of you.

She subtly curls her fingers up, briefly doing it as a way to tease you, your pretty moans sounding like music to Ellie's ears. “I love the way you react to me.” She softly states, taking her lip in between her teeth as she watches your pussy take her fingers with ease.

She finally completely curls up, almost sending you overboard at the overwhelming feeling of your g-spot being brushed against. You throw your head back against her shoulder, squeezing your eyes shut.

Within seconds she rips her hand from yours on your hip, immediately grabbing your freshly bruised neck and tightening her hold as she forces you to look back at her in the foggy mirror.

“Nuh uh, I want you to watch what I do to you.” She demands, leaving her rough hands around me as she continues to pump her fingers.

“Fuck, look at you,” she starts, “look how beautiful you are.” Her eyes beginning to scan over your body again like she had done earlier, Ellie in awe as she stares at you.

“My beautiful girl,” She smiles, dipping her head down into your shoulder, “you’re a beautiful girl aren’t you, angel?” She questions, mumbling into your skin at the same time, her soft breath tickling you.

You only nod your head, not having the energy to talk as all your mind can focus on is the pleasure taking over your body.

“So let’s hear it.” She tilts her head, slowing her pace down as if she wants to torture you, wanting to prolong you from reaching your climax.

“I-I’m a beautiful girl.” You gently utter, your voice weakened by the brain fog, your body hot and sweaty as you still stand amongst the heat of your previous hot shower.

“Good girl.” She speaks into your ear, her voice low and needy, yet just as weakened as yours. She gets off on seeing you get off. Bringing you pleasure is the most pleasurable thing she could do for herself.

We have a moment of silence, tension looming in the air, as we stare at each other, both of us taking one another in.

“You’re perfect.” She mumbles, watching you to make sure you can grasp what she’s saying, she wants you to agree of course. Due to the immense feeling of having her fingers in you, you show the smallest bit of hesitation which has Ellie furrowing her eyebrows in.

“You know that right?” Pushing herself into you from behind, trapping you even closer to the counter, “that you’re the most perfect girl in the world?” She questions, the closer proximity of her body making your stomach flutter even more.

What you really wanna say is that no one is perfect and that you appreciate the kind-hearted compliment, but you obviously know that Ellie wouldn’t take that sort of response. All you wanna do is cum, so your first thought is to just nod again.

She now lets her grip on your throat go and she moves to take a handful of your wet hair, tugging at it roughly as she doesn’t like your response.

“You know I wanna hear those words come out of that pretty little mouth of yours. I’m not gonna ask you again.”

Another moan pushes off your tongue at the soft pain radiating on your scalp as your trembly voice responds to her demands, “I’m perfect.” You state.

“And?” She softly tugs again, her slow pace driving you absolutely fucking crazy, your orgasm seconds from tipping over and crashing down.

“Pretty.” You whine, licking your bottom lip.

“Mhm, perfect and pretty, mama.” She agrees, letting go of your hair as she presses a kiss into your neck, “and I never wanna hear anything but that, you understand me?” She questions, making sure you know your worth.

“Y-Yes, now please.” You beg, beginning to feel tears brew at your waterline, the pleasure slowly turning into an irresistible ache that you so badly want to go away.

“Please what?” She taunts, her head tilted and her lust-filled eyes sparkling in the light. “What do you want from me, baby?”

“To cum!” You gasp out, “Please, please, please.” You repeat, only hoping that she’ll listen and finally let you release.

She now speeds up and curls her digits at the same time, the wet sounds of your pussy and the loud, sweet sounds of your moans bouncing off the walls of the small room.

“Let go, pretty girl. Give it to me.” She says, giving you mercy and allowing you to give in.

Seconds later a string of curses fall from your plump lips, along with her name and an array of moans, you cum. Your vision goes white, your body shaking as your orgasm flies through you, taking over every one of your senses.

After a few moments, you release a long held breath, relaxing your body, melting into her.

Ellie kisses your flushed cheek multiple times, slowly pulling her fingers out of you. She brings them up to her lips, sucking your arousal off of her fingers, your sweetness gliding over her tongue, delighting her taste buds.

The auburn-haired girl takes her fingers out of her mouth, grabbing your face to bring your lips together so you can taste yourself.

She hums in your mouth, content with your taste, pushing her tongue further into your mouth, needy for more. She dominates the kiss, you moaning at the combination of your taste and her lips on yours.

She pulls back, shaking her head, “I want more.” She states, grabbing at your hips as she easily spins you around, lifting you up so you’re sat on the counter.

She pushes your abdomen back before she grabs at the fat on your thighs, pulling you forward and closer to her.

Her dark eyes look into yours, a smirk spread on her face before her head dips down in between your legs to follow up with two more orgasms.

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[scrambledslut]

i am deeply shook by the amount of ppl writing explicit pedro x reader fics. i'm sorry but it's beyond creepy. it's one thing to write about fictional characters that do not exist, and a whole other thing writing about a real man who's pretty active online, who has friends that are active online and he could very well come upon said fics. and i don't see the appeal in saying "oh he's seen the edits! he knows about the fics!" cause WHAT?? i'd be traumatized knowing an actor i admire has read something that i wrote about HIM.

if he felt uncomfortable reading thirst tweets, imagine reading whole ass pages of explicit stuff y'all would do to/with him. writing about pedro himself is CREEPY and DISTURBING.

[honey-on-your-tongue]

aaaaa just found ur page and I'm in love with ur writing puurrrrr 🤭💕❗️❗️

may I request dilf jake sully fucking reader just sooo good and feeding my breeding kink brrrr

so it ended up with him making out with the filled up pussy, not caring how messy fuck up his face and tired overstimulated reader. maybe a bit of fluffy aftercare too, like what he would do~~

feel free to expand and write all you want ♡♡

BBY omggg thank you so much angel!!!! like omgggg 💕💕💕💕💕💕 whenever people tell me they enjoy my work, I SWEAR I'll walk around with the biggest, goofiest smile for daysssss 🥹🥹🥹🥹

😩😩😩 istfg this breeding kink is frrr too good like I purr every time someone brings it up 🤭🤭🤭

“Aw, baby, what's wrong?” Jake mocks, grinning as he fucks you with his fingers. “Why're you cryin'?”

Tears steam down your face, warm and salty, as the pleasure overcomes you. Jake's been fingering you for hours, just enjoying the way you mewl and groan, simply reveling in your overstimulation.

“Y're so mean!” you mewl. “Please, Daddy! Fuck me! Just—enough! Fuck me already!”

Jake chuckles. “Hm, how 'bout you come one more time for me and then I'll fuck you, yeah?”

“No!” you gasp. “I can't 'nymore! Please, no!”

“Come on, honey,” he coos. “Just one more, yeah? You've been so good all this time. Just a little longer for Daddy, hm?”

You mewl, shaking, and ask, “Just one more, and then you'll fuck me?”

“One more and I'll fuck you,” he promises, placing a kiss on your lower stomach.

“Okay,” you say shakily. “One more, Daddy.”

Jake smiles up at you. “That's my girl,” he says, pressing his thick fingers up against the spongy spot within you, making more tears stream down your face. His thumb is mean on your clit, applying excruciating pressure that makes you mewl.

Jake lies his head on your thigh, watching his fingers fuck into you, his cock aching to be inside you. Your scent is thick and heavy, it makes his pupils grow wide and his mouth salivate.

He can't help it. He removes his thumb from your clit and replaces it with his mouth as his fingers fuck you. You whimper, throwing your head back as Jake's tongue slides over your sensitive nub.

“Fuck, 's too much!” you squeal, pleasure clawing within you, your womb tightening from the intensity. “'s too much! Oh, fuck!”

“Shh, it's okay, girl, I know you can do it,” Jake encourages. “C'mon, baby. You're doing so well.” His hands are calloused, the texture heavenly as he rubs against your g-spot, his mouth warm and wet as it sucks on your clit.

Your thighs press to either side of Jake's head, squeezing together as he eats you out. He chuckles against you, your hips bucking up as you try to meet his face, as you curl against his touch. His eyes are trained on your face, on the way your eyes roll into the back of your head, the way your breasts heave up and down with your thick breaths.

“Daddy,” you gasp, trembling. “Daddy!”

Jake growls against you, making you quiver, as he slides his tongue down to your entrance, his fingers holding you open for his tongue to slide in and taste you. You mewl, gasping softly, as your hands fall to his head.

“More,” you whine, the pleasure growing within you, making your body almost numb from how intense it is. “More! 'm almost—! Almost!”

Jake drags his sharp canines over your clit, and you cry out, trying to move away from the sudden jolt of ecstasy. But Jake's mouth follows your cunt, sucking and licking and nipping at your clit, at your folds.

“Daddy! Daddy!” you gasp, nails digging into Jake's scalp, hips torn between grinding against his face and jerking away from his mouth. Your orgasm crawls to the surface, making you purr at the delicious sensation of relief, your limbs shaking violently.

“Almost! Almost! Daddy!” you cry, mewling, as your orgasm finally reaches you, eviscerating in its magnitude. You gasp, your pussy squirting onto Jake's face, making you weak and feeble, as he laps up your slick.

He helps you down from your high, riding out your pleasure, before pulling his fingers out of you and licking them clean. “I knew you could do it,” he says, grinning, wiping his mouth where your slick coats his blue skin.

You can barely breathe, tears streaking down your face, your body worn and exhausted, overwhelmed with pleasure.

“Fuck me,” you beg, spreading your legs, eyes struggling to open just so you can meet Jake's gaze. “Daddy, please.”

“I made you a promise, baby,” he replies, removing his loincloth, allowing his cock to spring free. “And I always keep my promises.” Jake runs the swollen tip of his cock up your folds, shuddering as your arousal smears over him. “Look at this pretty pussy, all needy f'r me, hm?”

“Yes,” you reply, eyes locked on Jake's cock as he teases your entrance, your body aching for him. “Yes, all f'r you, Daddy.”

Jake slides into you slowly, making you sniffle, back arching and hands digging into the soft soil below.

“Fuck, baby,” Jake grunts. “Look how wet you are, this pussy so fuckin' warm 'round my cock.”

You blubber out an incoherent response, your brain swirling with the feel of Jake's cock filling you, of the bulging head as it presses against your cervix.

And then he starts thrusting into you, hips slamming into yours, his pace rough and sharp. You mewl, too fatigued to do much but writhe as he ravages your cunt.

“Fuck, 'm gonna need a mirror one 'f these days so you can see how fuckin' pretty you look when I fuck ya,” he groans, his hands grabbing onto your thighs, holding them open, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, bruising you.

You nod, brain too scattered and fucked dumb to do much but agree. “Yes, Daddy,” you moan.

Jake chuckles. “Yeah, you look real pretty when my cock's this deep in that cunt 'f yours, hm? Look so fuckin' pathetic, so fuckin' dirty. Goddamn.” You clench around him, wiggling your hips, one of your hands falling to your clit. But Jake slaps it away, tsking softly. “If you're gonna come, you're gonna do it under my terms, you hear me, girl?”

You whimper, tears staining your cheeks, and you nod. “Okay, Daddy,” you reply, always so obedient.

Jake relishes in the look of despair across your face, in the way you shake. He loves when you're all weak and helpless, when you let him use you however he wants to without opposing him. Of course, he'd never do anything you weren't okay with, but, then again, you seemed to be okay with almost anything when it came to him.

“You're so good f'r me, aren't you, baby?” he asks, smirking down at you.

“Yes!” you cry out, back arching, eyes fluttering shut. “I'm yours! I'm yours, Daddy.”

“Yeah, I know you're mine, girl,” he says. “You're my little slut, aren't you?” he asks, licking his lips, the sound of his skin crashing into yours echoing around you. “My little girl to fuck?”

“Yes! Yes! 'm yours! Your slut, Daddy!” you respond, pussy tightening around him, your slick dripping from your stuffed cunt and smearing on Jake's hips and trickling down to his swollen balls.

You're quivering uncontrollably, the pleasure rising in you in waves, much like the tide, slowly taking over more and more of your sanity, threatening to drown your every thought in ecstasy.

Jake splays one of his hands across your lower stomach, pressing down directly on your womb, making you feel even fuller. You tense around his cock, and he groans quietly, his ears folding back as the pleasure shoots up through his body.

His cock bulges through your lower stomach, and Jake can see the way it grinds against your insides, the way it makes you squirm with each of his movements. Jake leans down, caging your body with his so he can press a kiss to your mouth.

His tongue is soft and sweet as it slides past your lips. He tastes of you, of your cunt. He smells of you. His entire body gives away the fact that he's yours. Much like yours shows you're his, with his scent, his hand print on your ass, the bruises of his five fingers on your thighs, and the little bites he leaves all over you.

Jake hoists one of your legs around his waist, allowing him to sink deeper, the head of his cock smacking into your g-spot with each fierce thrust.

You mewl into the kiss and Jake swallows your sounds, his cock pulsing at your every whimper.

He snakes his hand lower, moving it from your womb to your cunt, and he occupies his fingers over your clit, drawing little circles on it. You gasp, back arching, hips following his hand in search of more friction. Jake pinches the little nub between his fingers, making you hiss, your sharp canines biting down on his lower lip.

Jake gasps at the sensation, the sharp pain quickly melting into searing pleasure. He increases the speed of his thrusts, making your breasts bounce, so close to his own face. So he lowers his mouth from yours to your tits, kissing the soft flesh, taking one of your nipples between his lips.

“More!” you wail, legs trembling, your hands rising to hold onto Jake's shoulders. “More!”

As Jake fucks you harder, deeper, you sink your nails into the skin of his back, making him shudder, his teeth softly biting at your nipple. He increases the pressure and the speed of his fingers as they play with your clit, making you jerk, body convulsing beneath his.

“Daddy!” you cry. “Daddy! 's too much! I can't 'nymore! Please!”

“Oh, come on, baby,” Jake says. “We already talked 'bout this, remember? You can do it one more time, yeah? Last one. Come one last time for Daddy, girl. I know you got it in you.”

You writhe, shaking your head, trying to deny him, but your body is aching, your orgasm begging to be let out. “Last one,” you gasp, shuddering. “This is the last one.”

Jake smiles, kissing your neck. “There she is, my good little girl.” He bites over your throat, sinking his teeth into your skin. “Come for me again, girl. Come on Daddy's cock, yeah?”

You don't reply. You're too busy concentrating on the feeling of his fingers fondling your clit, on the way he bruises your cervix, on the way his hips slam into yours, on the way his other hand wraps around your neck, squeezing softly and making you see stars.

Your pleasure gnaws at your insides, a violent entity that rises to the surface slowly and then suddenly bursts over you. You gasp, cunt squeezing around Jake's cock as you come, your legs trembling, your muscles going taut.

“Daddy! Daddy!” you blubber, sniffling, as Jake helps you ride out your orgasm, your pleasure slowly dying away, your body beginning to recover.

But Jake's not done. “'m gonna fill this pretty cunt, girl,” he says, smirking, as you whimper when he continues thrusting into you with unfazed vigor. “I'm gonna cum in you. Gonna fill you up with every last drop.” He groans, “I'm gonna give you a baby, girl. 's that what you want? Y'want me to give you a child? Wanna be full with my baby? Hm?”

“Yes!” you gasp, your arousal making your thighs slippery. “Yes! Please!”

Jake grunts, thrusting into you at a sloppy pace as his orgasm finally overcomes him, making his seed spill into you in thick ropes, hot and sticky, as they fill you to the brim.

You shiver at the sensation, eyes rolling into the back of your head, body quaking.

Jake recovers much faster than you. He's soon pressing soft little kisses to your temple, pulling out of you. He crawls down your body, leaving a trail of kisses behind, until he reaches your pussy. And then he eats you out. He slides his tongue into you, savoring your mixed orgasms, groaning at the taste. His nose presses into your clit, making you jerk, as your frail hands try to push his head away.

But Jake's hands hold onto your hips, keeping you in place as he cleans you up. You're writhing, sobbing and hiccuping from the overstimulation, your every nerve alight with too much pleasure. He sinks his nose against your clit, rubbing his face on your cunt, smearing your cum and his all over his mouth and chin and cheeks.

You writhe, whimpering, begging him to stop. But it's just so good. The taste of you combined with his own...fuck, it drives him insane.

But then Jake glances up at you and he sees the look of excruciation on your face, the way the pleasure truly is too much, and a warm emotion comes over him.

He moves his mouth away from your pussy, kissing your thighs before laying on the grass beside you.

He holds you in his arms, fingers caressing over your skin, tracing your outline. You're the most precious thing to him, the most prized presence in his life. You're everything to him. Your mind and your soul have enamored him, and he's not sure he'll ever stop loving you.

“You did so good, girl,” he says softly, kissing your shoulder. “Always so good.” He presses a kiss to your temple. “And I know I can be mean, I know I can be too much for you, and you still take it. And I-I just love you for that.”

You nuzzle yourself into his body, allowing the warmth of his embrace to lull you to sleep. He gently massages you, massages the tense muscles under your skin, gently caresses the bruises he left behind. He kisses your tears away, licks them off your cheeks, enraptures your mouth with a kiss that makes you swoon.

And then he holds you in his arms, allowing you to fall asleep as he watches over you, the most precious being to have ever existed.

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@kamcrazy123 @yagirlheree @sweetllamaparadise

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[yourlocalbadgerscales]

parents suck istg

frrr

what have yours done now

[tehepicduckeh]

arknights r6bros it is a sad day

from what i can make out of MTL for the (untranslated chinese) archive trust files for tecno on the en ak wiki (and her voicelines on the cn wiki (but mostly her trust 150 file)), it appears to me to be the case that the entirety of the r6s involvement in the events of lucent arrowhead got retconned out 😔 (details under read-more)

if this is the case for lucent arrowhead's canonicity, aka the events are canon but the r6 operators were notably and conspicuously absent... ngl i would also feel pretty iffy about whether originium dust is canon, given the inciting factor IS the crossover being a thing

kinda sucks tbh, i was really entertained by the idea that the r6 operator stuff is just something happening in the background of everything else going on worldwide

instead of team rainbow doing the whole siege of the galeria, the dossoles slum artist community stormed the galleria themselves at high cost of casualties. with tecno animating a pair of scale-model sized of the big burned puppets, they still got through to the roof and beat the fuck out of mateo. reynell still survived, with his fall poorly cushioned by said scaled-puppets... but never got the verbal beatdown+punch from ela, so he didn't learn any lessons/get to do yaoi shit with milosz at the end. (probably)

tecno even like. fucken wonders 'if there had been more experienced mercenaries, would have things have gone better?' and similarly lampshades the retconning another couple times. they make it REALLY clear that the rainbow six operators really helped out what would've been, or rather canonically is, a nasty and unsatisfying conflict. a damn shame 😔

but like fr though, ubi didn't even let them operators get referenced to exist outside they own event, frrr 😭. not even unnamedly or with any ambiguity, they just straight up are not canon. agony

[anti-terf-posts]

i despise the term "terf" and calling them rad THEY ARE NOT RAD THEY SUCK (radfem more like.. uh BADfem) (haha gottem)

FRRR

[chimkinnuget]

Can we have more StaticPuzzles headcanons please?

OH SHIT YEAH !!!! FRRR!!!

MORE HEADCANONS OF THE GAY TVS:

-Vox is extremely protective. bro would probably walk around with Puzzles in public and glare at everyone who walks by

-Mr. Puzzles once suggested that Vox and him switch shows n shit for a day and they did and for some reason that was the BEST day ratings wise for Puzzlevision. Mr. Puzzles then proceeded to lock himself in the bathroom for hours until Vox managed to convince him to come out

-Vox is often big spoon but OCCASIONALLY little spoon. when he is Puzzles teases the SHIT out of him.

-forgor to mention how the FUCL they kiss in the last one, but they kinda press their screens together. it kinda sucks that one has a functioning mouth and the other doesn't...... (COUGH)

-they use the following pet names for each other:

Vox: Hun, darling, love, my dear

Mr. Puzzles: My star, my love, sweetheart, angel

-Both of them bother the other while working a lot

-Vox will hold stupid grudges against Puzzles.

-like. Oh, you're leaving for an hour? Fine, I'll sit and drink coffee by MYSELF!!! Oh, you dont like my coffee?? shit will that's sad guess I'm gonna cry in the corner and not make you coffee for the next week

-Mr. Puzzles will without hesitation make him breakfast in bed™ if Vox gets sick. also will cuddle the SHIT out of him. which.... Usually ends in both of them getting sick....

-Mr. Puzzles likes giving Vox little trinkets he finds. Vox has a lot of little buttons and shit in his wallet

Ok that's all ty byeeeee <33