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[superhoeva]

𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 – 𝐦. 𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 (𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭; +𝟏𝟖) | what a fucking delight it was to write this, as someone who has a big fat crush on this ^ man right here and as someone who is also a lifelong steeler fan. this one goes out to @ovaryacted (who pretty much beta-ed the first handful of pages for this), @heavenbarnes (who maybe might have been bitten by the robby bug?? no pressure to read babes), @jackabbotsfakeleg (who is the first fellow steelers fan i found on tumblr; this team is my doom but i love them!), plus all the robby fiends

warning(s) include language, inappropriate relations (?),age gap (reader is 25ish/2nd year med student, while robby is pushing 50), he fell first and harder, sexual tension, reader is a steelers fan and from pittsburgh, (american) football talk, baltimore ravens trashing, injury (mentioned), smut, penetrative sex (p in v), oral sex (f receiving), handjob, nipple play, bodily fluids, big dick/down bad!robby, special appearance at the end; she's thick, guys... sitting at 5.2k words!

Medical school lecture halls are just as chilly as Robby remembers.

The air feels a little less clean, a little more human, but still. There’s a nip to the air that takes him back to his Monday-Wednesday-Friday EMED 851 lecture. Part of him wishes he had worn one of his hoodies, though that would look a little weird with the button-up and slacks he has on. The light blue–cornflower, the tag reads–top and black bottoms feel odd, tugging at Robby’s skin in a way that his scrubs and cargos don’t.

There’s a wide array of students scattered across the seats of the room. To his surprise, most of them listen to him ramble about airways with attentive eyes and scribble down whatever they can catch. Good. That means that they’re maybe halfway serious about this shit, which earns them 2% of the qualification needed to work in emergency medicine.

Other than a lull of awkward silence at the very beginning plus a few verbal stumbles in the form of curses that cause the class to giggle while he apologizes and gathers himself, the doctor is pretty solid. 

There’s only one other time he flounders, if he should even call it that. It was more of an unforeseen pause. Nothing more than the tick of a few seconds when his eyes lock with yours for the first time today.

You’re already staring in his direction, waiting for him to finish the word that collapses surprisingly easy on his lips at the sight of you. He blinks, a strange flush ricocheting across the skin of his face when you blink at him, even throwing in a little grin just as he snatches back his composure with a distracted um.

The shirt you’re wearing is nice. Simple and fitted. Cap sleeves stop right below your shoulder and reveal intricate lines of ink that swirl back under the fabric in loops that make Robby wonder more than he should. You’re wearing shorts, too. Huh. He’d have half a mind to question how your exposed legs bear the nippy air of the hall, but it doesn’t matter. You make it work–and well–the material cutting off just a little higher than he initially realized.

Zipping his eyes back up to yours, he warms at how you’re picking at your bottom lip; your other hand now using your pen to write down something you remember him saying a few moments earlier.

Covering his gulp with a fast wipe at his beard, Robby somehow finds a way to push out the words that have been stuck in his throat for what feels like longer than the brisk five seconds that have passed since he spoke last.

His head tilts, barely, and his lips twitch into a small smile, dragging his stare from you to the carpet beneath him so he can speak again. Robby plays off the mistake as him thinking–about the question itself and not how you are unmistakably the prettiest thing in this room.

Eleven. That’s how many times he glances at you between then and the end of his lecture. The first three times were a genuine accident, and boy, did they feel like one. Goosebumps flutter across the back of his neck, which he’s rubbed enough times that some of the students probably think there’s something wrong with the tendons there. Robby almost agrees, with the way they keep allowing him to swivel and study you.

The more it happens, the oops of peeking at you, the longer it takes for him to look away. By the end of his knowledge-packed but run-on sentence answers, Robby’s stare cements to you. You’re nodding, legs crossed, and unintentionally drawing patterns with the pad of your finger across the skin of your thigh. For some reason, he’s fairly confident in the fact that you probably don’t even realize you’re doing it.

“Any more questions for Dr. Robinavitch?”

Dr. Robinavitch. Professors, man.

Robby doesn’t try to stop himself from glimpsing in your vicinity. Not right at you but close, so his peripheral can catch any possible movement of your hand raising. His eyes burn with an unsettling eagerness while he waits for something to happen. What the fuck is wrong with him? What the fuck is wrong with you for wearing shorts that fit that well even while you’re sitting?

Your hand stays where it is, arm propped against the side of your seat, fingers fiddling with the pen he can tell you’re trying not to click. The small pang of disappointment that rises inside him squashes away in seconds, and he prays that his ears don’t start to hue red after you hold his stare the longest you have for the entire class.

Looking at him through your lashes, you wait. And wait… and wait. A smirk barely ghosts across your mouth, and Robby rips away his stare. Throat bobbing while he swallows, blinking faster than he means to, he looks to the professor.

“Think they’re ready to kick me out, Dr. Hummel. I’ve probably rambled for long enough, yeah?” Robby shrugs. A sheepish smile warms his face when the room echoes with a healthy applause, and Robby almost recoils at the sound. There’s no way Hummel didn’t tell them to do that. And all he can do is stand and take it, hands tucked into his pockets, his thanks an awkward nod and embarrassed grimace-flavored grin.

Robby tries not to blush when he spots you clapping along with everyone else. He tucks his chin, feeling a little silly with how satisfying it feels to know he’s spoken well enough for you to show some appreciation. Or maybe you’re just doing it to be nice. Either way, you’re making the attending pinker than usual.

Class wraps in a daze.

Dr. Hummel leaves Robby lingering to the side, a wave of shuffling backpacks and zippers echoes throughout the hall. There’s a reminder announcement about a research paper due two weeks from today… or is it a presentation? Robby doesn’t listen hard enough to verify.

A sprinkle of pupils, glowing with a luster that only presents itself after their final class of the week concludes, come up to formally greet Robby. All with names he’ll try to remember but won’t. Bright-eyed and buzzing more than he thinks one would be after an hour and a half long lecture on airways, but hey. He appreciates the eagerness, even if it’s a little much.

Doing his best to be polite, Robby tries to seem as if he’s actively listening–nodding, humming, and throwing in a smile for good measure. He catches a few of the words being smattered his way, but he’s already forgotten them by the time the students leave him be. A sigh of relief sinks out of his nose when he turns his head to find you still in the room, only just now standing from your chair and sliding a thick notebook into your bag.

A line of spit gets caught in his throat when he sees you adjust your shorts, subtly tugging at where they’ve ridden up in between the warmth of your thighs–warmth of your thighs? Fuck, Michael, get it the hell together.

Robby coughs loudly into the crook of his elbow before pivoting to find you gliding his way. His heart jumps as you head right for the man, and his mind races to search for something to say. Hi? Nice to meet you? I really like those shorts?

His mouth opens to speak, though he quickly settles it into a kind grin as you scoot past him with a smile of your own.

“S’cuse me,” you pronounce gently, and Robby’s throat bobs.

“Of course,” he nods, voice huskier than he means for it to be as he takes a polite step to the side. You gift him one last breath-snatching smile before floating out of the hall without a second look. A long hum seeps from Robby, his fingers reaching to scrape at the nape of his neck.

Fuck, he needs to change out of these clothes… and maybe receive a beating of some kind for how long he let himself gawk at your ass just now.

Unfortunately, Robby doesn’t find the courage to ask anyone to smack him across the face the entire walk to his car. He does, however, have enough sense to unfasten the button that’s been digging into his skin since he threw on the shirt.

The man could cry happy tears when he pulls into the Panera Bread parking lot to find it close to empty. Surprising, considering that it’s the middle of the day on the UPMC campus but hey. He’s not complaining. The less college students in line between him and his overpriced iced green tea and tomato basil BLT, the better. In fact, he might splurge and go for a brownie, too… maybe that’ll clear the fog you’ve spelled him under.

His mind wandered for the whole ride over���swirling with blurry images of you and tingling with unanswered questions. Robby even stumbles through his order a few times, though the embarrassment over that is briskly wiped away when he turns his head to find you sitting at one of the tables.

Of course, you’re here.

Of course, you’re here and snacking on chocolate croissants and sipping coffee while reading off the screen of your laptop with the most delightful expression of intrigue he’s ever seen.

You aren’t real… you can’t be because only dreams are this coincidental.

Teeth grinding, Robby scans the area around you. Empty, other than an older man stirring his tomato soup and a mother and daughter sharing a frosted cookie with a pair of soft smiles. Robby’s eyes crinkle at the sight, shifting in his place at the counter in deep thought.

He guesses it’ll be a short wait for his food, as it always is. Then all he needs to do is fill his cup at the machine, wait for his number to be called and he’s home free… no matter how tempting it would be to tip over your way and say a quick hello. There’s a voice in the back of his head chanting for him to swallow the nerves and fucking do it, yet he still isn’t sure what’d he start with. What do you say to a young woman you’re certain will haunt you for the rest of you life–

“Dr. Robinavitch? Hi…”

It takes Robby a second to look at you. Even without, an odd feeling tightens Robby’s chest. He finally turns, swallowing through a tickle in his throat, just barely blinking away how his eyes try to water as you approach him carefully. Dear lord, someone please help him–your voice. All you’ve said is his name and a simple, normal hello yet he’s already turning into a puddle of nothing.

“Oh, please. Everyone just calls me Robby,” he holds his hand out for you to shake but regrets it immediately at the spark that ignites when your palms touch. Clenching his teeth at the feeling, Robby masks his tight jaw with a warm smile. “You were just in my lecture, if I remember correctly.”

Robby feels dumb when he tags on the question at the end. There’s no doubt surrounding whether he’s remembering correctly, as he’ll never forget you or those shorts even if he were to try.

“Yeah, for Hummel’s class. I’m actually glad I ran into you again. I really enjoyed you coming to talk to us today. And I’m sorry, I feel like I should’ve said something before leaving class but I couldn’t think of any cool questions to ask you afterwards but, uh, yeah. Having an actual attending from an ED come to talk to you about using a mac versus a miller is much more pleasing than reading about it in some textbook at three in the morning.”

A small chuckle lightens his face. “That’s very kind of you, ‘m glad you liked it. Is ED your main interest?”

“One-hundred percent. I mean, I won’t even start my rotations for another year but that’s definitely the end goal.” 

“Well, good. That’s good, um… sorry, one sec,” Robby’s cut off by the calling of his number, but raises a gentle hand with a pleasant smile in hopes that you’ll stay put. He mumbles a small thank you to the worker that slides him his bag, turning back to you with a lick to his lips. “Like I was saying, that’s great. We could always use more people like you in the ED.”

Wait. Shit. People like you? The man hasn’t even known you for that long and has talked to you for even less. He finds himself lucky when you decide not to think about the statement as hard as he does, accepting the compliment with a small grin.

“I appreciate that, Robby. Hopefully at least one of my clinicals ends up being in The Pitt. I can’t even imagine all the things I’d learn as your MS considering that all it took was a class of you speaking for me to fill up two pages of notes.”

Is he as red as he feels?

“Ah, hearing that, I’m sure you’d fit right in wherever you end up. Secretly kinda hoping it is in my ED at some point, though.” And not just because you’re a knockout and a half. “Just over the short time I’ve talked to you, you seem stellar. Good listener, pretty, cares about the details.”

Wait. Shit, that second one is a slip and much too obvious to just glaze over like his last one. You’re blinking at him in a way that itches his insides, and he exhales a rough breath. Shaking his head, he dips his nose in an embarrassed hang of his head.

“‘M sorry,” he starts with a breathy laugh because it’s all he can do. “That wasn’t appropriate of me, I’m sorry. Your good looks have nothin’ to do with your abilities.”

Suddenly, it feels like karma is having its way with Robby. Was there a door he should’ve held but didn’t? A thank you he forgot to tell someone? There must be because he’s usually quicker to control himself around someone that’s piqued his interests as much as you have.

When he tilts his gaze back to you, there’s something in your face hinting at something he doesn’t let himself attempt to decrypt.

“Jeez, I’m really eatin’ it today, aren’t I,” Robby squirms with a sheepish smile. “And that feels like my cue to leave you to you’re studying before I am forced to have you gag me.”

“Oh, I’m not studying. I mean, I should be but your answer to that one question Jeremiah asked has me knee deep in an article about the history of clinical airway management. Also, I didn’t take you to be into that kinda stuff, but I’ll make sure to be gentle if you really want me to.” 

Brow line raising in a flutter of rousing excitement, Robby allows himself a full grin. You match the toothy-smile, leaning with something that looks like anticipation with another wring of your hands.

What a well-dressed, witty, gorgeous geek you’re proving yourself to be.

“I, uh, I actually know of a few other studies you might be interested in,” Robby suggests, a wave of poise centering his thoughts and reprioritizing his intentions. “...if you've got the time?”

The next sixty-ish minutes pass devastatingly fast. A few more people have populated the Panera dining room but Robby’s too high on your presence and one and a half cups of iced green tea to care.

“You’re making this up, you gotta be.”

“I swear, Robby,” you hold up your hands. “I will admit, losing to the ratbirds–at home, in OT–does tend to cloud one's judegment, but enough to think they have the upperhand against a metal lightpost? All Dad saw was red and I ended up waiting in the ER with him while he waited to get his fingers re-set. We we’re at chairs for a while and then brought to the back, and the thing I remember the most was this hum hanging in the air the entire time. Even though I was only around five, that shit was… addicting. Not as electric as a Steelers home game but pretty close. The nurse and my dad kept having to tell me to stay behind the curtain but, of course, I didn’t. ‘Cause, you know. Children. But watching all those people come in broken just to have people like you give their everything to try and fix them… that’s when I knew I wanted to be an emergency physician.”

The corner of Robby’s lips quirks up as he watches you. You stare back at him with held breath before ripping your eyes away to the half-eaten piece of brownie he’d offered you. A little dry but completely worth it with how your hands brushed when he passed you the sweet.

“So basically what I’m hearing is that the Baltimore Ravens are the reason you were able to find your purpose in life so early on…” Robby eases out, rubbing a hand across his beard in anticipation of the response he’s fishing for. He gets it and more when your face wrinkles into a cute grimace and you flinch with a shudder.

“You put it that way, and it almost makes me think I should drop outta med school to move to Canada.”

Your words pull a deep chuckle from Robby, who’s feeling warm at how the two of you are leaning and talking. Bodies relaxed and bellies content with sandwiches and baked goods, the dance you’re both performing is becoming more difficult by the second.

He’s starting to feel less and less sorry about how the side of his shoe keeps knocking against yours, even doing it once on purpose as a thanks for when you notify him of a loose crumb in his beard. The tips of your fingers keep creeping towards each other but Robby blames that on the smaller scale of the table he’s joined you at. You got up, once, for napkins and the man had to take in a deep breath at the swing of your hips. He’s not  sure he looked away fast enough either. At least, that’s what the smirk that dashes across your face reveals to him.

“So,” Robby starts after a comfortable lull in the conversation, pausing to clear his throat. “Are all of Hummel’s students this awesome or did I just get lucky runnin’ into you again?”

Flattery. The age old tactic and Robby makes sure not to lay it on too thick. In all of his bumbling and slip ups from earlier, he’s maganed to regain some of his bravado. It returns to him slowly but surely as he starts to unravel you. Not by much but enough to finger out what makes you tick; which jokes to draw out, what subjects (medical or otherwise) gets you going, which throw of his timbre embellishes the shine in your eyes.

“Mm, most of them are pretty cool. Some are also the biggest assholes you’ll ever meet but what’s any place without a few of those?”

“Heaven,” Robby answers with an unbothered shrug of his shoulders and you bob your head in agreement.

“Preach,” you grin, popping a corner of brownie into your mouth. “They were on their best behavior today with you being there but trust me, they’re incapable of going twenty four hours without creaming their pants over making other people feel like shit.”

Wow. “Oh, yeah?”

“For sure. Dr. Hummel should have you come around more often, though. Maybe next time you can snap a few egos in check.”

You’re into whatever this is, Robby can feel it. It’s in your eyes, that don’t notice their lingering on the hair that’s peeking out at the top of his exposed chest. In your voice, that’s lilting in a manner that’s ringing through the thick fog he entered the building with to guide his ship closer to your sweet taunt.

Robby’s quicker than the hesitation his words want to bite back on, tilting his head to give you a quick once over before flicking them away with a grin that’s smugger than he means for it to be.

“Oh, that’s definitely something I’d consider as long as you're still sittin’ front row.”

Your lips curl upwards and Robby is buzzing at the win. It makes his chest puff a little, too, and his head starts to feel a little funny when he catches you staring again.

“Hey, uh,” just do it, Rob, “why don’t we exhancge numbers? You know, in case you ever feel like conversing more over slightly-stale bread and the best passion papaya iced green tea on this side of the Mississippi.”

Taking a second to think, you sniff.

“While I have had better passion… papaya iced green tea–” you recite the words with a subtle unsureness, laughing a little at the nod Robby encourages you with.

“You got it,” he reassures you, voice rasping with obvious amusement before letting you continue.

“–I’d love to keep picking your brain. I will warn you, though, since the age of eleven, I have somehow managed to, uh, shift every conversation I’ve been a part of to the topic of the Pittsburgh Steelers at some point, so if that’s not your thing, then…”

Your words melt into a stronger laugh than you expected to leave you, and it wraps arround the high-pitched giggle trickles out of Robby.

“Oh, I’ve dealt with worse, sweetheart,” he winks, pulling out his phone from his back pocket and opening it before sliding it your way. He holds his breath the entire time you add your contact, eyes flicking to his screen where he sees your name along with a simple :). He huffs at the sight, plucking the device back into his grip. “Much, much worse.”

“Yeah? Like what?”

You add a smirk and tip of your head with the question. Robby’s soaring.

The following hours prove to be just as indelible as your shorts, and it’s all because of you.

You’re more than special, and Robby sits undisputed in that fact as he commences the third round of the night. The slide into you is just as good as the first and the second. You’re on top this time, your hands clutching his face to rub at the thick of his beard while you sink down onto him.

Robby holds your waist, hands light but still there as he splits you open. A noise breaks from his throat when you sit fully, and he rests his forehead against yours. While you take a second to adjust, Robby peeks down past the pudge of his belly to where the two of you meet, groaning at the sight of you stretcehed around him.

Eyes flicking to yours, Robby tightens the arm he has around your waist to tug you until your breasts are flush against his chest. You cling to him at the shift, hips barely lifting before collapsing back down onto him with a shuggering grunt.

Your body keeps the same languid speed, Robby helping you just barely with a hand splayed just above your ass.

“Fuck, you’re so deep,” you pant out against his mouth. “And fucking huge. I should’ve known considering how you walked into class earlier, though.”

“Shit,” Robby moans. “Really?”

You bob your head, hand reaching to grab at Robby’s shoulder. The muscle holds strong under your squeeze, you answer him during another rock of your hips.

“Mmhm. You just… oh, fuck, you walk like it’s big. Which it totally is, by the way.”

“So you’ve said,” Robby ribs, adding a few bucks of his hips that yanks a squeak out of you. “Actually screamed it a few times, too.”

“Well, can you blame me–”

You’re interrupted by Robby, who surprises you with a steep roll to the side. Now hanging over you, Robby pants through a groan. He’s gonna feel that tomorrow but the chance of a strained back isn’t gonna stop him from trying to get you to keep making those sounds that have him seeing stars.

He takes the miracle of his cock remaining inside you even after the change of position, hitching both of your legs back as far as they’ll let him and jerking you with a thrust. It’s deep and driving, intentional enough to make you feel every inch and vein of his swollen member. You wail out right next to his ear and he smiles against the tattoo on your shoulder in victory. He still doesn’t know what it is. You won’t tell him and he got tired of guessing.

“No, I can’t,” Robby throws back, hips falling into a pattern of sharp thrusts. You feel bottomless and it makes his stomach clench. “Eyes on me, baby. Right here, okay?

Robby meets your stare as soon as you crack open your lids. He tightens the snap of his hips, allowing himself to indulge. Call it a habit but he likes to look… observe the way your mouth parts as you puff out air every time your clit hits his pelvis… how your brows pinch together and eyes water as he pounds into the spot it only took him a total of seven thrusts to find… how your hands reach for his neck, squeezing when you hear him flutter your name out on a gruttal moan.

You especially like him loud, he’s found. Not bold enough to ask for it, Robby had the pleasure of figuring the phenomenon out on his own. It didn’t take long, thankfully, as he got embarrassingly close to blowing a vocal cord when you tongued at his nipples and skillfully jerked out his cum onto your stomach. Afterwards, his taste buds found your slit a sopping mess of slick and cream, which he slurped away at until you tugged him up by the hair and kissed your juices from his mouth.

The first time he’d fucked you, it was slow. A loitering exploration of every indent and ripple inside your hole, every mole and freckle of your skin. You’d already come once against his tongue after he’d convinced you that no, you were not going to die if he didn’t kiss you right then.

(‘What about her, hm?’ He’d asked with a finger ghosting across your clit. ‘Nothin’ wrong with being a little greedy but I gotta show her some love, too, alright? She’s much too pretty to ignore, even with you givin’ me those eyes…’)

However, it’s the first time you peak around him that the sky parts. Heaven calls, singing songs of eternal delights but Robby declines the offer. His soul finds the symphony of you falling apart much more satisfying. Ever more gratifying, as it’s his name flooding from your lips. Not God’s or some boy in one of your classes in those cold ass rooms–his.

The second time you’d come around him hits both of you like a train. He’d gotten you trapped on your side, leg hanging in the air helplessly. Neck stretching, you’d bit at his tongue a few times when he’d upped the speed of his hips, warning Robby that you were gonna come again. After you added on a whine that you did not want him pulling out when he came, he flipped you into a rough prone bone, pounding you until your pussy creamed with his cum and your ears heard nothing but dial tones.

This time–the third time–Robby lets himself get lost in it. Uses his mind and body for the sole purpose of calling forth and tying your euphoria to his. A perfect ache is throbbing a pulse through his cock, and the man can only plunge himself in and out of you with mindless, hoarse grunts.

Robby executes it flawlessly, the seaming of the end of your climax grazing just over the start of his. You cry out unintelligible words, grabbing at him like he’ll disappear if you don’t and trembling as he works to milk out your release for as long as he can.

“That’s my–fuck… yeah, that’s my sweet girl,” Robby pants, still rocking you as his thrusts melt into a sloppy chasing of his own end. His sweet girl. That’s exactly what you are now, regardless of what happens after this. “Gonna fill you up again. Make you nice and full’a me.”

The only warning Robby’s able to give is a long, choked swear before he starts to spasm, sack twitching as he surges out rope after rope of a plentiful load. He uses a few more thrusts to fuck the cum deeper before joining your lips in a tired kiss. When you run your hands up his back to rake your nails through his hair, Robby groans.

Hips still, his softening cock remains a welcome intrusion. His eyes flicker shut at your appreciated touch across his scalp, the man melts completely into you, hoping it takes a long while for your breaths to return.

Robby’s mind is completely still. Numb, even, and there are only figures of you. Clenching his eyes, he sighs before mumbling something so muffled that he has to repeat it.

“I said,” he begins with a kiss to your jaw, “the Ravens might be my new favorite team.”

Robby feels your inhale pause and lifts his head to look in your eyes. A short laugh wheezes out of him when he finds you already staring back, your face a cross of complete and utter confusion and a little bit of hurt.

“What on earth could have possibly compelled you to say that to me?”

Your question starts strong but falls apart with giggles at how Robby keeps laughing. The two of you shake with stupid giggles, and Robby has to take a second to remember where he was going with this.

“Only ‘cause they led you to me. No Ravens, no angry dad. No angry dad, no ER visit. No ER visit, no grand revelation of wanting to become a doctor in emergency medicine. It’s simple, I’m a little surprised I had to explain it.”

“...you think you’re funny, don’t you?”

“Oh, baby, I know I am.”

“Hello?”

Robby blinks, and wants to glower at the fingers Jack snaps in front of his face until he remembers he’s supposed to be answering something. A question. He’s supposed to be answering a question.

Which question?

Fuck if he knows.

Who asked it?

Fuck if he knows.

It takes every part of Robby’s being to not look to the right because that’s where you’re sitting with a wide smile just barely hidden beneath your palm. Eyes boring into him, you stretch your crossed legs and reposition.

“E-even though that might have looked like a stroke, guys, it was not… I don’t think,” Jack picks up for Robby with a pat to the later man’s shoulder. “It’s actually something we in our profession call getting old, but please don’t worry. I’m going through it, too. Apparently, not as fast as this guy, though.”

The rest of the room lightens with a chuckle so Robby’s laughs along with them. It’s fake and ugly but the pause gives him a chance to zip his eyes your way and back.

And, of course, Jack catches him. Hell, he knows Robby well enough to have already seen the way that his hand clenches into a fist every time you move so much as an inch.

As Dr. Hummel attempts to return order to the slightly distracted class, Jack gives Robby a silent not bad, Rob. At all, though a little more decorum wouldn’t hurt.

Robby bites at his tongue, completely pink.

© 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐚

[meiandue]

hii!! can i request newjeans with with an extremely sweet, kind, romantic, and affectionate s/o?

okay, will do !! light blue theme ! and was so high i couldn't perfect placing the photos correctly ⬇️ 💀

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ASAP !

MINJI —

A-S-A-P BABY .

"what is taking minji so long?" you mumble, either fidgeting with your fingers or checking your phone time to time. the sky was very blue and the day was nice, a perfect time to schedule a date.

chatting her a simple, "can we meet up?". panicked, she quickly typed, "we are not breaking up.". her answer is literally far from your expectations. laughing at her message, you type in your date details, where to meet up, what both of you are going to do, etc.

even if she's far from you, you knew she let out a large sigh of relief. chuckling at the thought, you took a shower to get ready for the date.

after what felt like 15 minutes, a pair of arms snake around your waist. you saw a sharp nose in your peripheral vision, a small smile forming almost immediately on your face. it was minji.

you turn back and hugged her tightly, oh minji, so lucky. even if she teases you, nearly everyday, you never got mad at her for as simple as that. she felt so loved that she doesn't want to never ever let go of this feeling. knowing the fact that you always keep photos of her, taking screenshots of her in the mv or their films. was the best feeling ever.

"hi baby girl." minji greets, purposely making her voice deep and intimidating, wanting to show dominance on the hug.

"i am no baby, bro." you mimic what she calls some of the new jeans members, she laughs with you, gripping on your clothes gently, not wanting to let go of you.

"how are they?" you ask, referring to the members, they became your friends almost instantly, it was nice to have them as your friends.

"hanni is currently obsessed with the bunny ears she bought. danielle, still beaming like the sun. haerin speaks about having a dog. hyein wears summer shades almost everyday. but they're all okay." she smiles and chuckles, ruffling your hair. she loved how you always ask how are her members doing, always so caring and kind.

"good to hear." you nuzzle into her chest, enjoying her warmth. you just want this moment to last longer...

"oh right, the date. where do you wanna go?" you ask.

the whole day is filled with nothing but sweet quality time together and a couple bonding. indeed a very fun day, deserved to be enjoyed to the fullest after a load of work paining the back. minji arriving back to the dorms, she plops down the sofa with the group.

"had fun today unnie?" hyein sweetly asks, all of them looking over to minji. and there is their unnie, staring into space with a large grin on her face.

"her face explains." hanni snorts.

"yeah, yeah... she was so beautiful..." minji continues to ramble about the day with you on her mind, living with no rent.

"i kinda wanna spend time with y/n-unnie now." haerin raises her eyebrows as her way of smiling while suggesting something. hyein and danielle nods.

"oh, you're not gonna regret it." minji replies with a smug grin, she plans the hangout with her members as if it was a family meeting.

HANNI —

HURRY UP, DON'T BE LAZY .

"hello?"

"hi, hanni, this is your girlfriend speaking."

"yes? why is my girlfriend calling?"

"i just want to let you know how much i am missing you the whole day and how much i love you, your cuddles, your warmth, your voice, the way your eyes look at me, and everything else about you. oh and as simple as your presence could make my whole day. that's all, bye."

hanni's eyes were widened, she was totally not expecting that kind of call from you. were you teasing her? oh, you would never do that to her, despite when she always does. hanni calmed down from her state of shock, looking over the mirror to check how red her face was.

"hanni, did you see my slippers? danielle said hyein was planning to throw them out the trash for some unknown reason- oh, what happened to you?" minji leans over hanni's door, checking on the smaller girl.

"oh- nothing. and why would you even ask if i know where it is?" hanni snaps, covering her face in embarrassment while minji chuckles.

"chill bro, just incase. what has gotten you all tomato-tomato?" minji asks.

"it's none of your business." hanni puts her phone down her bed, glaring at minji.

"it's y/n, i assume. what is the tea?" minji laughs.

"she told me some sweet things you don't need to know." hanni smiles at the thought, she always loved your attitude. and has no plan to stop loving it and you. she just wants to come over and cuddle with you, but she's gone to film jeans' zine with the others. always missing you day and night, not a single day without calling you for hours when she can. casually stealing glances on her phone if she had received any messages from you, so despite to talk to you.

and hanni didn't know she was rambling all that to minji the whole time. the other girl listening carefully like a good leader that cares for all of her members and a best friend them. hanni appreciates that fact, thanking minji for listening to her rambles before pushing the taller girl out of her room. at least she told someone about her thoughts.

"give me a break from thinking of you, y/n. just for a minute." she sang with a smile, she loves you, really.

DANIELLE —

HURRY UP, DON'T SAY "MAYBE" .

"so bored~" danielle hums while slacking on the couch, waiting for the other members to come join her by the living room. her eyes dart around, seeing if any of them are entering the room. she sighs as no one came to join her. then she just misses you so much.

"dani? are you there?" hanni leans over and waves her hand in front of danielle. snapping her out of her thoughts, she smiles.

"yes? why?" danielle answers, fixing her posture.

"you've been silent lately." minji adds.

"just been thinking..."

"about that someone?" hanni finishes for the girl, danielle blushes. how did they know? like she wasn't babbling about you during the ride back to the dorms. hanni chuckles.

"before you ask, of course we know, she's been close to us, remember?" hanni smiles, putting her hand over danielle's knee.

"mhm, you couldn't even last a day without talking about her." minji chuckles.

"besides, we support you. she matches a lot with your energy and you look really happy with her." danielle almost bursts into tears and tackled the two into a big hug.

"you have no idea how much your words made me happy." danielle replies, almost sobbing from her tears of joy. she didn't know you were coming over to spend time with her and with the girls, but she patiently waited and hoped that you'll drop by. and here you are, entering the living room.

"dani? they said you're here- oh! hi, hanni and minji-unnie!" the two got startled and turned to look at you, leaving danielle behind their back as she peeks to see you.

"hi, dani." you smiled at the girl.

the night was fun, spending time with the famous new jeans, and of course, your danielle marsh. hanni and minji observed you as you cling onto danielle while you guys are watching a movie, they saw you like another version of danielle. seeing you so happy to finally be with danielle and to spend time with her. kissing danielle time to time, saying how you missed her so bad and telling her how much you love her. it's enough to make her cry again, but you stopped her, saying that it's just you can't help but say i love you to the person you love the most.

HAERIN —

JUST FOR A MINUTE .

"hey, can we meet up? needing you asap." you said over the phone, you missed her a lot after a few days without meeting. she's been really busy with their comeback, asking her if everything goes as planned every now and then.

haerin lets out a pleased sigh, hearing your voice just now got rid of her exhaustion. with her members, her eyes remained on the movie playing on the tv, waiting for the next thing you will say.

"i know you're very tired, just open your door." this made haerin perk up, but at the same time, confused on what you just said.

"no time to explain, hurry, i feel like it's gonna rain." you spoke, keeping the phone onto your ear as you wait for haerin impatiently. she abruptly stood up, drawing the attention of the others, also discarding her phone on the sofa.

"where are you going?" minji asks, lifting her head up from her arm, her eyes following haerin.

"someone came to visit." hanni smiles, nodding at haerin to go, in which the girl rushed to the door.

opening the door, she was embraced with a tight hug, that familiar scent filling her nose as she smiles. and as soon as she hugged you back, the rain fell. resting her head on your shoulder, taking a deep inhale.

she loved this kind of moments, exhaling with content of your presence here with her. just the sensation of your warmth against her offers comfort.

"missed you so much." she whispers, just enough for you to hear and comprehend.

she meant what she said, missing every part of you. the care, the affection and the love you give her. loving the way you show your love for her, that alone can make her whole day up. the human version of the sun, lighting her whole world up.

"missed you too like crazy. i had to walk here so i didn't know what my eta is." you chuckled.

"took you long enough." haerin nuzzles further in your shoulder, wanting to get more warm due to the cold and rainy weather.

"not as long as you opened the door, so slow." she laughs when she felt you poke her sides, smiling then looking up at you.

"you said, a-s-a-p, baby." haerin giggles.

"you never asked for my eta." you reply.

"mhm, what's your eta?" she asks with the tone of the song.

"no need, i'm already here."

"forget about that, lets just stay like this, okay? just for a minute."

HYEIN —

A-S-A-P BABY .

opposite. you have to be there asap. she treats you well, but you have to treat her, extraordinarily. simple message, "come over", you have to get ready immediately and go there asap. telling her that the princess theme on their omg mv suits her well, you're not really complaining or anything but now she acts like a princess and you have to treat her that way.

"yes, yes. you'll be getting cuddles soon." you lift your phone on your eye level and fixed your beanie, almost like showing it off to her.

"are you on your wayyyy?" asked hyein, putting the camera of her phone close to her forehead, trying to act so cutely. you look over your phone, chuckling.

"i wanna borrow your hat sometimes, can i wear it on our date tomorrow?" hyein's eye sparkled, hoping for a yes.

"yes, you may. but a date, like, tomorrow?"

"mhm, you know you can't refuse me." hyein smiles smugly. it drops to a pout once you turned your camera off.

"why did you turn of your camera?" she asks, waiting a moment for your answer.

"hello-" the call ended.

"hyein."

"yes? wait- huh? i thought the call ended- ah!"

hyein turned over her bed, looking at you with wide eyes. since when did you get here?!

"where is my welcome hug?" you open your arms out, waiting for her to embrace you. she watches you in disbelief, did you just teleport out of nowhere?

clingy or more clingy, it doesn't matter, as long as you're present she doesn't waste any time and jumps right in to your arms. especially when you're wearing comfy and warm clothes, and her clothes. she absolutely loves seeing you in them.

you daze off in her beauty, staring at her pretty face. thinking all of the sweetest things that could happen tomorrow on your date. but right now, you're planning to spend the night in her dorm, it'll be fine since you can just borrow her clothes.

cuddling with her all night, talking about her day, the funny things she and her unnies did, watch their funny moments created by their fans. a lot of sweet words heard every now and then, a simple moment like this will put hyein into a deep sleep in your arms.

ps: took more longer than expected, again. i am so sorry bc i had to deal with my cousins 😭 dw i received all of your requests and working on it rn!

[sneakyevillurker]

So, I got inspired to make a little Halloween post for the day, based slightly off a little solo trick or treating adventure I had tonight! CW for vore, mentions of digestion and bones, and kinda macabre stuff? Idk. Also, this is mostly me rambling, but I hope you enjoy :p

Halloween by far, is the scariest time of the year for me, with all the movies, shows, and stories that take place in or around the holiday, it kinda makes sense, especially if you're not somewhere very densely populated where it already feels like you're in a horror story. I went trick or treating in what was basically the middle of nowhere tonight, barely any houses, no lamposts, just me, a bag for candy, and a long stretch of road to walk down, and during that time, I got to thinking. "Wow, it'd be REALLY easy for me to just go missing here." And naturally being the weirdo I am, my mind began wandering towards vore. There's plenty of scary stories about campers or hikers dissappearing into the woods, and of the monster responsible for that happening, so I began to imagine myself as one of those unlucky souls in those stories, unknowingly being stalked from the woods by a monster unknown to me, being watching me from the dark as I went deeper into the dark of its forest. Maybe I'd stumble onto weird things as I walked, it'd start off innocent enough, just random trash on the side of the road, not surprising, but then it'd start to change, acid washed clothes in tatters, phones and wallets dotting the floor, maybe eventually running into some bones of a previous unfortunate victim. But at that point it'd be too late, as right when I realize that maybe I should head home, whatevers been stalking me would strike, pouncing onto me before I can escape, and pinning me to the ground, quickly cramming my head into its mouth. Whatever caught me would immediately begin to swallow me down, forcing me into its throat as it's eager to claim its newest victim, and I'd be powerless to stop it, unable to move in the confines of its throat, I'd be forced to wait as it swallowed me down, gulp after gulp, until it finally gets my feet into its mouth, and with one final swallow, seals me away within its body. I'd be forced to curl up in its gut, barely able to move as whatever ate me decides to head to its home now that its guts been filled, eager to digest its latest catch. I'd be jostled about, acids sizzling away at my clothes as I try in vain to escape the monster stomach, hoping that somehow I'd manage to gwt ut to vomit ne back up. The most I imagine I'd be able to do unfortunately, is dislodge some air inside its stomach, forcing out a racous belch that sends my mask flying from it mouth, covered in acid, all while the stomach tightens around me, making my frame all the more visible on my predators gut as it licks the taste of me off its lips, relishing the taste of a freshly caught meal. And after that, I'd just up and disappear, like so many other people in the area, with no trace of me being found, except for maybe a few pieces of acid worn clothes, or even a bone or two, but aside from that, it'd be as though I'd simply vanished off the face of the earth, with only an extra layer of pudge adorning the frame of whatever had digested me as my nark on the world.

[croxot]

Here I'll ramble about my favorite games this year.

This sure was a good year, and I have better opinions than the game awards do so I'm just gonna talk into the ether for a bit here.

Once upon a time I liked D&D 5e quite a bit, just like everyone else on this god forsaken internet. In recent years I've been more interested in Pathfinder 2e and Lancer. After so many years rolling with 5e, it became a bit more refreshing to try systems with more specific and rigid rules for certain things. However, a videogame requires specific adherence to rules to function, and in this respect, Baldur's Gate 3 is an incredible adaptation of the system. There's just so much stupid bullshit you're allowed to get away with in game that most devs would not even consider. I may have played thru act 1 like 7 times now and it's still entertaining. Also I went from hating Lae'zel to loving her. Congrats Larian, you made me like perhaps the most annoying person I've ever met in a videogame.

As my bones start to deteriorate I find myself seeking smaller, more intimate games that give a sort of feeling. Lunacid is "like" Kingsfield in the way that it's a first-person dungeon crawler. That's where the buck stops for that comparison gameplay wise. However, Lunacid offers an extremely specific feeling I find is rare in games. It's the same sort of "you're lost and alone but also it's also groovy" feel as Metroid Prime 1 & 2. And if you can capture the same sort of feeling that some of my favorite games ever gave me as a teenager, you're just automatically on my games of the year list.

I saw a gameplay video in passing on twitter, got slightly horny because caked-up goat lady, went to the steam page and saw OVERWHEMINGLY POSITIVE. I don't think my experience with Pseudoregalia is unique. It just feels great to jump around and the music slaps.

Cross the feeling of the open-sea adventure of Wind Waker, with the chase and collection of fishing minigames of countless other titles, and the dread of exploring the uncaring unknown. It scratches a seldom-scratched itch of exploratory joy within an indifferent universe. Dredge's systems can be distilled to the simple loop of growing beyond your own fears to discover more and more. None of these fears is particularly intense, but it's enough. Dredge isn't going to find itself on game of the year lists because it's doing any one thing particularly well. It's also not doing anything specifically or wholly NEW. It is however, more than the sum of it's parts, and it is beautiful.

Remnant 2 is the best co-op souls-style game that exists, tied with Nioh 2. That's it, that's what I had to say. It just real good and it deserves to be on game of the year lists.

So like, late this year, 2 Souls successors came out. Lies of P and Lords of the Fallen. And goddamn did Lords inspire division.

I think these releases really showed that people who are "Souls Fans" really cover a LOT of different specific interests, and not all of these interests are well-represented in every souls-like. Lords, perhaps amazingly, seems to cater to what I particularly want out of a Souls game, whereas Lies of P did not. I like these games for their challenge, sure, but more importantly, I like the character building. The ability to create a unique playstyle that I can take on the game with. This slowly grated on me in Lies of P because the game really only wants you to play it (and succeed at it) a certain way. Because the perfect parry was the truest answer to everything a boss could throw at you, and the dodge sucks ass, I felt more exhausted by the end of the game than anything. I also wanted to try a strength build, but the heaviest weapons cannot manage to fully wind up and land a hit on any bosses past the halfway point. Without any hyper-armor or poise, the "big weapon" playstyle felt completely trash, even outside of bosses. Lords lets me dodge, block, perfect parry, and hey they ALL feel useful. I can actually wind up big weapon hits too! Yeah it feels a bit floaty, and yeah enemy density can be rather crazy at times, but I'm the weirdo who's favorite Dark Souls is DS2. Lords also does ranged combat better than any of it's contemporaries. I think a lot of people also never played the original Lords of the Fallen. Now that game SUCKED. I played the whole thing, my god.

GAME OF THE YEAR BAYBEE

I've already talked about AC6, but again, you can't just get me to complete a game. I see an achievement list and I say "fuck that, I hate that!" I saw AC6's Achievement list and I was rubbing my hands together like a cartoon villain. Like Pseudoregalia, AC6 just feels good to play. It feels so tight, and after a few hours you can feel the minute changes in the way your mech handles even after small part swaps. Anyways it needs DLC with more Rusty content. 12/10.

[la-casa-de-xio]

Personal FFXIV rambling under the cut, got no where else to go so I guess it's here.

My FC has been dead for a long time now, so I finally decided to bite the bullet and disband it. I created it because my old FC didn't want to recruit any new people and I wanted more people to do content with so I split off and created it.

In the beginning it was great, gained a few members and we were off to the races, but then it got more difficult as I kept creating events and people wouldn't show up, then leave because we weren't active enough. I tried, but I'm not a social person at best and when the social people did finally leave I was stuck so I let it all languish and now this is the result.

As I've mentioned before, I think my time with FFXIV is coming to a close. My sub runs out in September and so after Dawntrail I'll probably just come back for the major patches, do the content then peace out again.

I kinda want to raid again, but I just struggle with it and when there's a website that provides concrete proof that I am really bad at the game then unless I can trick seven other people in ignoring my parse scores, then it's going to be a rough time. PF seems to have died due to DC visiting so that's out as well.

I used to be obsessed with getting all the minions, mounts and achievements, but I've realized that's all just pointless. No one cares and if someone where to look at all I've accomplished I'm pretty sure the response would be "holy shit touch grass". I'm trash at taking screenshots, not really interested in modding or RP so in the end there's not much left in the game to keep me subbed.

So I guess the story better blow my socks off Yoshi-p.

[hannahbarberra162]

Not a request, just a lil ramble, feel free to ignore :3 I LOVE your writing sm, I cant even start gimme a minute- Like, when I was reading Under The Microscope, I couldnt guess what was going to happen next, but it made such a satisfying click in my mind when I put the pieces together. PHENOMENAL foreshadowing, and its Sabo so automatically my favorite :P CLOSE RUNNER UP is Opposites of Attraction, I was giggling through the whole thing. I love it when reader characters arent helpless little wimps, and (ofc do what you want with your writing, ill love it either way, but) I really hope reader gets to kick Kid's ass in some way LMAO Anyway, im done now, have a good day :D

Thank you so much jk--47!!! I've had kind of a trash day and coming back to such kind words makes me feel a lot better. The problem with having so many works that are ongoing is that now it takes a while to get back to each one to update....😅

Sabo is a favorite of mine too - I'm writing the next chapter of UTM now and I hope to be done by the end of the week. I'm also starting this Yan Sabo / childhood friend AU request from an ask I received so there will be more Sabo to come (eventually). The MC in Opposites would absolutely LOVE to kick Kid's ass. She's going to have to get creative due to their compatible devil fruits but she didn't become an infamous mercenary without having a few tricks up her sleeves. She's still mad at Kid, one night in a bed won't change anything since he did, yanno, let her get hypothermia in the rain. If you don't like wounded birds (which, I do like / tend to write) you could also try Heat Transfer. It's WBP with a reader who can hold her own. You could also try Struck Twice by Lightning which is second chance romance with Shanks. They don't physically fight but the reader doesn't put up with Shanks's shenanigans all that well. Crocodile's Gambit might fit too - mc isn't a fighter but she certainly battles Crocodile (and usually wins). So I do have some like that.

Thank you so so much for the compliments, they really made my day <3 <3 <3

[aajjks]

⚠️⚠️TW⚠️⚠️

mommy issues!JK

she can’t even recognize herself anymore. she’s so lost in jungkook that it’s hard to pull herself. she’s in too deep, too far gone. nara continues to throw her belongings. trashing her room before heading to her bathroom and grabbing a razor. “y-you’re mine and i’m yours. we belong together” nara says to herself before pressing the sharp blade against the skin of her arm: ���정국.

“p-perfect”

nara reaches for her phone, takes a pictures of her bloody arm, and sends it to jungkook.

to jungkook 🤬💕💘❤️‍🔥

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i’m yours. no matter what 😘

a guard breaks down nara’s bedroom door and what he sees is shocking. her bedroom is in complete ruin. shards of glass are on the floor, the feather from her pillows are ripped out, her clothes from her closet were off their hangers, the room looks disastrous.

“nara!! have you taken your medicine?”

“WILL YOU STOP TALKING ABOUT THE FUCKING MEDICINE?! IM FINE!!! THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!!!”

“dial 911! you need help, nara. what the—,” the guard takes a picture of the bloody name on her arm and sends it to her father.

“c’mon, let’s go to the hospital”

“i don’t wanna go! no! i want jungkook! i want to see him! he fucking—HE LEFT ME FOR THAT PEASANT! she can’t take care of him like i can! I’LL FUCKING KILL HER!! I’M GOING TO KILL THAT BITCH!!”

after rambling on and on about threatening to hurt you, nara begins to cry. why can’t he love her? what must it be you? she was his first love not you. what is it about you? why can’t it be her?

she leans on the guards shoulder and cries in his arms. “i love him so much” cries nara. “i-i need him” police enter nara’s residence and check the hysterical woman into a psychiatric hospital.

from the boss

i told her to stay away from that boy. she doesn’t fucking listen

i don’t give a fuck about him. he knows better than to cross paths with me

make sure there’s no news coverage about this

“umm…my favorite color? i don’t think i have one. i guess i like all the colors?“ you say with a shrug. God, you’re so plain. why does jungkook like you again? seriously, what is it about you that he likes so much? besides your maternal nature, you’re just an ordinary girl living in a bubble of your own but now you have to share that bubble.

“and i do not look ‘sexy’ in every color. i can’t pull off orange or blue. i feel like they look weird on me but you? you definitely look good in every color. especially black”

of course jungkook disagrees. he could go on and on about how beautiful you look in blue, orange, pink, brown, and basically every color that exists and so could you. you don’t say it much but you find jungkook really attractive.

his pretty round eyes, cupid-bow lips, glowing skin, and those beauty marks on his neck and under his lip. you don’t remember noticing the mole hiding under his lip but that’s probably because you’re dying to kiss your focused boyfriend.

finally, you guys arrive in seoul and as promised, jungkook drives to a mall so you can shop as much as you want. he parks his car, opens your door, and walks inside the mall holding your smaller hand with pride.

you walk to a couple of stores with jungkook and browse a lot more at h&m than any other store. asking questions like:

“do you think this is cute?”

“do you think my hips look a little wide?”

“this is too long isn’t it?”

“i don’t like it. do you like it?”

“what kind of shoes should i wear with this?”

“i hate it. you hate it too, huh?”

“is this ugly? be honest”

when you don’t find anything at h&m, you drag jungkook to another favorite store of yours but you don’t find anything there either. you drag him to two more clothing stores and finally, you find a couple of dresses and outfits to wear for alina’s baby shower.

you take jungkook to the dressing room with you and try on a total of five dresses/outfits (https://pin.it/7yLEOO54d).

“which one do you like, jungkook?”

1 2 3 4 or 5?

~🫧

Jungkook smirks, watching as you give him a whole show, he sits back on the couch in the dressing room of the huge store.

You’re so sexy, his mind is a complete utter horny mess. The way these dresses fit your perfect body, your tits and your ass has his mouth watering and he’s literally foaming at the mouth.

“Come yn why don’t you give me five kisses on my lips and I’ll reveal my personal favourite?” Jungkook smirks, stalking closer to you and soon he’s got you pinned on the wall of the dressing room

“Can’t escape now eh pretty girl?” He says, kissing you deeply, his hands finding your waist once more as he deepens the kiss.

Shamelessly making out with you in the dressing room, but what surprises him more is how you’re kissing him back with equal hunger, your arms wrapped around his neck as you kiss him back.

Jungkook can’t help but moan into your mouth as you both kiss, but before things get out of hand, he knows they will because his dick has a mind of its own so he pulls away.

“Mhmm fuck.” He gives you a lust filled look and licks his lips seductively. The heat of your body is radiating and he cannot think straight.

“Okay… I think I love all of them so why don’t we buy them all?” He smiles, you try to protest but he doesn’t listen.

After paying the bill jungkook proudly holds your shopping bags in his hands as you both walk out of the luxury store.

“No yn stop. I want to spoil you- I’ve always wanted to for the longest time… you’re my baby, after seol.” He winks.

After you both exit the mall- you make your way home. And his mind is racing with all of the possibilities.

Seol isn’t going to be home tonight because eunwoo wants to make sure that jungkook gets some action with you tonight.

And… you’ve accepted jungkook. “Yn will you be my girlfriend?” He asks the most awaited question, looking at you with his puppy eyes.

say yes say yes say yes.

[suna1suna1]

Woohoo! It's WIP Wednesday again!

I've been working on the Magical Girl AU for the past week, since that's the one that was requested last time, so I've taken it off (but attached some progress ;)) Sweets and Secrets is back this week!

Go ahead and reply, reblog, or send an ask with the numbers or titles of the fics you want me to work on and I'll set a 25-minute timer, meaning I get about 500 words written in that time frame. Then I'll share my progress at the end of the sprint(s). You can select up to 3 titles/numbers! ^^

Sonadowtober 2022 one-shots | Sonic, Sonadow (Published)

Sonadow bounty hunter AU | Sonic, Sonadow (Unpublished)

Boom Sonadow Dark Gaia fic | Sonic, Sonadow (Unpublished)

Hades and Persephone AU | Sonic, Shadamy (Unpublished)

Shadamytober 2023 one-shots | Sonic, Shadamy (Published)

The Heart of the Ark | Sonic, Shadamy (Published)

Sweets and Secrets | Sonic, Shadamy (Published)

Angels and Demons (H&P sequel) | Sonic, Sonamyshad (Published)

All Our Love one-shot collection | Sonic, Sonamyshad (Published)

L'histoire d'une Ladybug a Paris | Miraculous Ladybug (Published)

Speculative Murder Drones fic | Murder Drones, Nuzi (Unpublished)

Magical Girl progress and notes under the cut

Concept and plot notes/rambles:

Amy looks through newsfeeds and notices a figure with a mask over their muzzle and quills shaped kinda like Shadow’s (thinking kinda like Mephiles). They look enough like the purple smoke (and like Sonic’s werehog form) that she takes a screencap and saves it in a note on her phone. If she can find him, maybe they can figure out what’s going on. She also notices Eggman’s name in the newsfeeds as it talks about him getting fired. She clicks the interview video, and it shows him raving about his success. He’d intentionally gone that deep into the ground to see if there was any way life could live within the earth’s crust. Unfortunately now there’s a new volcano in the laboratory, and it had to be completely evacuated. That whole town is in the process of being evacuated. 

She sends the video to Nicky, then falls asleep. She dreams of the earth shattering into pieces, and shadows of faces appear. At the forefront is the face of the shady guy she noticed in the newsfeeds. 

Later, she’s woken up by a text alert from Nicky that tells her he found something. She hurries over to his house only to find Chip cowering behind a trashed couch. Nicky has evidently transformed again with the loss of the day’s light. Chip tells her he left the house, and Amy transforms and hurries after him. Amy asks Chip what Nicky found, but he doesn’t know either. Something about an ancient god. He was too busy raiding the pantry for sweets.

Comic script page:

Nicky: “Hey, it’s my favorite! Plus it’s got my favorite character from (insert other manga name here) on it.”

Emi steps up onto the hardwood floor, carrying her bag with her. 

Emi: “Okay, okay, I’ll give it back at lunch.”

Nicky: “You’d better!” 

~~end scene~~

Emi is in science class. 

Emi is doodling little drawings of Nicky with hearts with her pencil. 

Emi’s inner monologue: “Not that I really mind it though… being in love…”

The teacher is up near the blackboard. 

Teacher: “Did everyone get their permission slips for the field trip this afternoon?”

The students mostly answer yes.

Emi frowns and starts rooting through her backpack. 

Emi: “Did I…?”

Emi starts looking more panicked. 

Emi: “I know Mom signed it! Where is it?”

A student taps her on the shoulder. 

Student: “Psst.”

The student is holding a piece of paper. 

Student: (mouthing) “From Nicky.” 

Emi takes the paper.

Emi unfolds it and sighs with relief.

[mymaleficaria]

mthedm ---> mymaleficaria

Hi gang! I've had this blog since high school, but somewhere in college it fell into disuse and disrepair. I've been itching to get back on here, as a space on the internet that's not...ya know *gestures at the Twitter-sized elephant in the room*. But I also wanted to go in with a fresh coat of paint and reintroduce myself to y'all, maybe even make some new friends (or enemies. That could be hot.) A lot has changed!

Wait, why do I follow you?

Statistically, you followed me because of Wolf 359! I was big into podcasts back in the day, WTNV, Wolf 359, all those. I also wrote some Wolf 359 fics and was semi-active on the discord. Still fondly remember the show and might reblog fanart once in awhile, but it's not the direction this blog's going to go, so feel free to unfollow if what up I'm to now isn't your jam.

What's this blog about now?

Wouldn't you like to know, weatherboy? Frankly, I'm ADHD as fuck, so that'll vary by the day, but I have a few fandoms (do we still say fandoms in the year of our lord 2023???) that I've been into lately.

Dimension 20: I started watching D20 a little less than a year ago, and it entirely took over my life. It's just a series that's so robustly funny, wonderfully told, and never fails to make me smile. I'm especially fond of ACOC and Fantasy High.

Dracula Daily: I'm in this shit for the long haul! I think Lucy and Mina should kiss, but that's neither here nor there.

Game of Thrones/HotD: This show ended in a trash fire, but it literally lives in my head rent free. The political intrigue, the drama. Ugh. I'm a targ girlie through and through, so I've been eating up HotD, though it's nowhere near as good imo. Am also currently reading the 1st ASOIAF book.

YA lit/Whatever I'm reading/watching: I've read almost 50 books this year so far, and am frankly, insane. Bonus points for queer reads! Not many people to talk about books to irl, so might ramble about them on here instead. Also watch a lot of random TV drama and some anime.

Writing: I'm a fanfic writer, and a fiction writer in general, so I'll post stuff about writing--complaints, story snippets, link to my fics, etc! Headcanons and all will be found here. I've also copyedited before, which is like writing but if you get even more nitpicky about it.

Personal/Whatever the hell I feel like/My D&D Games: Life happens and sometimes you want to scream into the void. Ramblings, jokes, whatever. I transed my gender in the past few years and sometimes I'm mad about it! I also just graduated college! Madness! I play a lot of TTRPGs, and I'm usually on brainrot for one of my characters at any given time.

Why's your new username that?

One of my favorite book series is The Scholomance by Naomi Novik, and in the series, Maleficaria are the horrifying monsters that threaten to kill the students every day, and what is tumblr if not a place full of vile, evil beings? Plus, it means you all can call me Mal.

Anything else?

Nope! Other than to feel free to drop me a line and say hello, especially if you want to scream about D20. I'm p alone in this brainrot irl, so I'm pretty much always down to talk about the Bad Kids... especially Adaine and Fabian. I'm also always down to take fic suggestions in my asks! This show genuinely lifts me up when I'm down, so sharing it with people is one of my favorite things.

My fics (shortlist):

In Sweetness, There is Violence: Angsty ACOC one-shot about if Ruby had made a different choice in the finale. Obligatory Caramelinda Caramelinda-ing.

the words i speak are wildfires: A HOTD one-shot I intended to be smut, that ended up instead being more like a romantic sapphic moment of healing between Alicent and Rhaenyra. What can I say? I like childhood friends to enemies to lovers.

Stay Stellar: An unfinished (and, very likely, discontinued) 15-chapter high school AU for Wolf 359 that I wrote with an old friend. Featuring some truly crazy shenanigans, a lot of embarrassing Kepcobi moments, and a surprising amount of theatre.

[meyonya]

♡... : what’s the first thing that comes to your mind when you see that girl? the pwetty one with chubby cheemkies who looks like a dumpling? or the petite little one who would just suits your big body right into your hug? well, both are true because i can be both! the lady who loves a gentle touch🩷🧸

this blog has a few things nina want to share, so give this bear lady a few minutes to ramble about all sorts of stuff, okiiy? : D but before nina dive in, did everyone already eating some delicious food or— have you all had your milk?¿ mmng you know, boxed milk! not that other stuff, if already doing that now just sit prettily and have a good time to read this🐾

an important notes!

xx — nina won’t followback accounts that only post spicy stuff without any character updates or interaction‼️

xx — if you have a kink that’s taboo and extreme for nina. . . ugh im so sorry, i can’t follow you because it makes me uncomfortable x_x

xx — if you like tweeting about wanting to have sex with someone else’s partner, or how someone else’s partner turns you on, p W EASE stay away from my account! nina don’t want having a mean people with those kinds of thoughts😠

xx — if you’re someone who likes to subtweet or throw shade at people all theee time, please do not follow this account☝🏻☝🏻☝🏻 nyonyonyo, we should be kind to each other

xx — if you’re looking to take advantage of me and my girlies, please just shoo shOOoO away😾

xx — nina won’t reply the messages that are only about wanting to do spicy things with me, because im really selective about that. so, if i don’t respond your message please stop sending a bunch of messages♡!!

xx — it’s strictly forbidden to take content that i’ve already uploaded and edited here. if you want the original sources, feel fwee to ask me on dm<33 nina know it’s the owner’s property, but for my character needs, i always edit it first. so i will be happy to help you find out where i got the sources for my content instead of stealing it from my media💗

xx — i’ll block and unblock you if we don’t interact at all for a month. nina hope we can be fwends again😿

xx — smoll accounts are always a plus in my eyes! if your following more than 2OO people, totally sorry. . . { kecuali yang sudah berteman } : c

xx — i’d love it if you want to slide into my DMs and be fwends me, so don’t be shy to say hayiii<33

xx — everything nina post on this account is strictly in character🧸

xx — this account is filled with adult stuff, so if you’re still a minor and not an rp account, please do not interact💢💭

xx — if you don’t like nina, you can unfollow this account or mute this account without talking trash behind my back, because nina don’t have any intention to hurting anyone here

xx — absolutely is a nyonyo to sharing my tweets in your groups or bad mouthing my close fwend and my loved ones. STOP being mean🙅🏻‍♀️🙅🏻‍♀️

o—oh this is little bit long { dying } thankies for taking your time to reading this🥺 felt like i needed to write it, and i hope you can understand what i mean here because i want to having a place that makes me feel comfortable and safe on my account, thankies somuchie err’one🩷

with love, neshanina

[roseonthewindow]

Please do pardon the puffery at first

So I was looking for this animation to send the hubby but there isn't one of Carlo Taunting in any forum on here that I can see shame as the Algorithm is tattletaling on my hater quite extensively. Your likes are public you porn adduct, (two can play the name calling game here)and my genepool is ruining strong. I do not regret getting a teacher who was herassing a family member of mine fired for continuing to violate his personal space after being warned three times to STOP. Oh yes; update the School decided to terminate the teacher pending complaints FROM THE TRANS STUDENT WHEN SHE FOUD OUT. Turns out the trans MtF agreed that it would be horrendous to demand my male family member just ignore his own boundaries regarding respecting your romantic partners just to date them when they themselves never asked for it. Remember kids outside of family third party consent is not a thing that is ever valued in personal affairs.

Yet I digress, you aren't here for random drama dump updates are you people. And if you are than by all means Hatters are Viciously mocked here because I have no respect for anyone who can't respect simple boundaries or have the courage to trash you to your face.

Some of you are looking at this post like WTF why is this in tags...

This is in tag because I did get in touch with the Fic writer and to spite bad weather ch:1 IS public (Here) and I will be working on some character development things also this changes my plain slightly. The Genshin crossover character thing was a joke I was half serious about but now its like ohhh but what vision would she have if she had one? THAN A BRILLIANT idea hit me...

Why not let the fandom who has tolerated my ramblings to this point get a little say eh? Fell free your more than welcome; I only bite disrespectful coward haters who are hiding behind the block button and still calling me names like spoiled children. The fic writer is totally on board with this concept and so am I. Should I do some polls for you guys and let you help deepen the development of Isabella as a crossfandom? fell free to comment below I am giving you guys an opportunity to share your creativity tell me what you think. I also will be finalizing the linework for the new icons tonight colored version will have to come much later as I have quite a few mothers day commissions to get shipped out. As for my hater yes its childish to post this stuff that's why I am doing it; to make you look like that much more of a jerk for being psychotically obsessed with pushing me form a fandom you clearly never fit into. Your entire concept of the Lies of P fandom reeks of "Tell me you have not played the game without telling me you have not played the game." Sitting there boasting about a difficulty setting WTF are you talking about its a Soulslike there is no difficulty setting... Monty Pythons Holy Grail, You are Britain I am France take your dammed L.

[winds-of-zephyr416]

Oh! I needed excuses to ramble about writing more!

I also don't have a WIPs folder, it's all just a bunch of snippets jumbled together in various places. I'm pretty sure all of it is Silm, but because my natural state is chaos it's kind of hard to tell :'D

Usually I name them really wild things or keysmashes, or just name the doc and not the multiple WIPs in it. That makes this.... a little hectic, not gonna lie :P

(@trash-ainu your fic names are always so beautiful, please forgive the mess I'm about to follow them with. I swear I'm not Melkor 😭)

Chapters in existing fics:

Now everybody else has to deal with them LOLZ :PP

cHAPTER fIVE

New fics:

existential. eldritch. they're still gay tho

What can I say. The man wants to kiss that eldritch horror.

I Think You're Worth Keeping Around (the sauron gets turned into a marketable plushy au)

Good lord 2 - electric boogaloo (dork edition)

Please please don't be shy to ask about any of these lol, It may take a few days to respond, but I adore getting to talk to people :3

As always, no pressure tags! @perlen-gold, @braxix, @sevensonsofdoom, @outofangband, @mostvaliantandmostpround, @sadsilmarilsoup, and anyone who has WIPs they'd like to share. (If any of y'all don't wanna be tagged pls let me know <3)

WIP folder game!

I don’t actually have a WIP folder, I just have folders for different fandoms I’m in cuz I (mostly) remember which ones are complete or not lmao

But, anyway, here are four of them! I know the rules say “share all of them”, but most of my writing is very self-indulgent and I am anxious about sharing it for the most part, so I’m not gonna do that sadly, apologies ;-;

Also technically I’m not breaking the rules since I don’t actually have WIP folders… loophole exploited

Bg3:

- Elden Gate

- Serene Moments

Tolkien-verse:

- Vamir’s Darkness

- Different (WIP name as well for this one)

Tagged by @loki-is-my-kink-awakening :3

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have wips. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Imma tag… @en-art-crimes @marchwardenofmordor @trash-ainu and @raptorrobot ! (Don’t feel pressured to do this tho, and apologies for the tag)

And, of course, anyone else who wants to join in!

[pinketine]

Crawls out from my pit

Psst, hey, kid, want some Joey/Lost Empire headcanons? Because I sure have some!

OK so all of these hinge on the empire's name and him once saying his empire can only be found if you're lost lets go!

-So I think that the Lost Empire once existed a long time ago, and crumbled

-Joey was alive when it first existed and fell, but died/was put to sleep so that one day he could wake up and restore the empire

-That's why he made the deal with Xornoth, so that his empire will never ever be harmed again. Nothing can touch you when you're at the top, right?

-Its language is lost to time, with Joey being the only one still fluent in it. For some reason, he seems to be rather secretive and guarded about it

-He still talks to himself in it, though

-The Lost Empire is also where lost things go, so it's common to see ghosts wandering around

-Fire/Warmth is one of the most important things to empire (read: Joey). It's in a jungle of course, and Joey built a fire temple first. And warmth means not being dead, it means being alive for him

-Also why totems are so important to him, they're a symbol of undying, revival and all that

-They are also his kingdom's anti corruption item, which deep down he saw coming since they're gold, and gold heals

-It doesn't help that he uses them so much that they're practically ingrained in him, corruption burning to ashes when he touches it for too long. There's a reason he never fully goes through with touching Xornoth after all.

-It also just repels any effects the corruption has on him, he's really just Like That

-He also shimmers slightly in the right light

-I could talk about them so much Holy shi-

[obstinaterixatrix]

anyway I have a p good relationship w my roommate (for a number of reasons) but something I gotta highlight is that I make an effort to assume she isn’t against me. like even when there’s those little quirks that don’t gel so well together (I tend to spread my stuff all over the apartment, she goes through a truly astonishing amount of dishes and cutlery) we work p well imo. if there’s a bunch of dishes that need cleaning I clean what’s mine & ask her to take care of the rest. when it’s cleaning time she asks me to move my stuff around so it’s not scattered across every available surface. we divide bathroom cleaning stuff and we usually do it together. so I guess if anyone needs roommate advice, and if your roommate isn’t a terrible person, operate as if yall are on the same side... which honestly applies to any functional relationship

[sugars-fluffy-escapes]

Random lee Eddie hcs because my brain is rotting from all this sweetness 💖 Hope you’re well by the way and be sure hydrate!

*If you take your first finger and thumb and pinch around his belly button/lower tummy he absolutely loses it and curls up into a giggly ball.

*If you ask him to hold his arms up, he’ll seem all cool and confident at first, then you start to wiggle your fingers at him and he’s already struggling without you touching him.

*Eddie using a tickle monster against you in a D&D game? Say cast tickle spell to see the master blush and have to talk about his character having to withstand a tickle spell.

*I can’t remember if I read this somewhere or what, but I feel like he has really ticklish ankles. So much so that you could skitter you nails across them and he’s already squealing like mad.

I- am ler mood TRASH RN AHSHSHDHFJFJRJFJ /lh /p 🥰

Putting my thoughts under the cut because I have a lot to say 🥴 /lh /p *Edit, tumblr is glitching so I can't put this under the cut- oops. Working on fixing this real quick bear with me*

1. (So sad I had to rewrite this 😭) Okay- so, Eddie Munson already has a hard enough time with tummy tickles (even though he adores them)- So tickly pinches? On his tummy? He's gonna lose his mind. Eddie freezes, and wheezes if you get the spot near his bellybutton with a tickle pinch. Eddie "Freeze n' Wheeze" Munson 💀 This spot will have tears of mirth streaming down his face in seconds and after a sharp inhale for air he goes:

"Stahahap ihihiiiiiit!"

^ In a near whiny voice and his face is red and he's losing his mind 🥴 /lh /p

2. Edward Munson is air ticklish. Like the most air ticklish person on the planet. And he tries so hard to NOT be, or at the very least, not show that he's air ticklish, because he's a stubborn little shit <3 The first time it happens, when he's as smug and confident as can be, he short circuits. Completely and utterly short circuits. The more you tease him, the more difficult it is for him to stay composed. (He's so cute AHHHHHHHHH 🥰)

3. THAT FUCKIN UNO REVERSE ON HIM LMFAOOOO 😭 He can't ever take what he dishes out. The idea of the big bad dungeon master having his own tactics used against him during D&D? 🥴 cute 💕

4. I am dying on the "Eddie's ankles are a death spot" hill. I wrote a lil bit about it in the Lee!Eddie hcs post but I'm bout to ramble more about the concept because it's so cute. He screams. Like (TW for really shrill sound) : THIS LMFAO 😭😭 Eddie Munson is the type to throw his forearm across his forehead like a stereotypical damsel in distress when something tickles that badly 🥴 Eddie Munson IS the princess /lh /hj

I'm in the biggest ler mood for this man now ISTG- whathaveyoudone??? /j /lh 🫣

Thank you for all of these hcs they're so cute!!! EEEEEEEEEEEE 🥹❤️ /gen /p (and thank you for the hydration reminder!!!)

Hehehehehe 🥰

[oh-cramity-its-amity]

OMG OKAY!! i didnt do this sooner cause i fell asleep but here is my rambling :))))!!!

so something i dont get to talk abt/dont talk abt much with people is my love for physical media and collecting physical media- especially music!! i have a stereo that ive had since i was in 8th grade and not to sidetrack the convo much but my dad and i found it way back when in the high school that id go to's football field dumpster. the speakers had come unhooked so they had thrown them out, i guess? anyway we brought it home and while ive gone through a different receiver and many different disk changers, i love this sm.

well the problem is, most of the music i own is from when i was an early teen and not that i dont like that music- i feel like my taste has changed a bunch!! so im slowly trying to get more albums i love now. my taste tho is kinda not mainstream so its not super simple tho 💀.

ANYWAY!!! YESTERDAY I BOUGHT 6 CDS!!! AND IM SUPER EXCITED ABT THEM CAUSE NEW MUSIC!!

phantom planet - self titled

clancy - tøp

coldplay - parachutes

a skylit drive - adelphia

phantom planet - raise the dead

phantom planet - phantom planet is missing

now ur asking probably why im so ecstatic abt them??? (maybe??)

well i had gotten clancy on a whim cause i didnt own it yet and had been meaning to get it. i have all of tøp's albums on cd apart from their earlier albums (self titled and rab) at walmart. it was an album i really loved jst cause it was just- REALLY GOOD. billie's album had dropped the week before and literally may 2024 i was eating SOOOO good with album releases 😭.

anyway this is where i named my cat from lol. this band is important to me and my life.

BUT PHANTOM PLANET'S SELF TITLED ALBUM!!!! THATS THE REASON IM FREAKING OUT OVER IT

i didnt even expect to find it!!! my dad had let me go to my favorite video game store thats got like- games, vinyl, cds, all sorts of collectables and card games and ttrpgs. i truly LOVEE this store, okay?? ive been going here since i was uhhh- a young kid.

anyway they dont always have the best selection of cds jst cause my taste isnt what they have so i rarely pick up anything AND I WASNT GONNA GET ANYTHING EITHER!!! i originally was gonna get resident evil 4 for the wii cause i havent gotten or played that yet and their ps4 selection was trash that day :(. BUT i decided "hey, might as well??" so i got to work scanning everything... and when i got to the p's OH my eyes couldnt believe it!!!

because THAT ALBUM??? I ACTUALLY HAVE BEEN TALKING ABT THAT ALBUM FOR A FEW WEEKS NOW AND I LOVE IT??? i have this list on my phone jst cause i consume a lot of different albums to take note on what albums i wouldnt mind owning physically and this one was one of them!!!! i didnt expect to find it either????

originally id found it through dallon weeks- whom was in panic! for a short while way back when and then split off to do his idkhow stuff- as most people have seen me yap abt how much i loveeee idkhow on here- this is no suprise.

i follow the idkhow tag on here just bc why not?? and a while back someone had posted a video about dallon where he actually had filled or played bass for phantom planet- i forget which. but it was for the song "big brat" - which is on this album!! and i heard the bit of it and though "hey! this sounds... very influential on dallon's work?? its actually good??" so i opened my spotify and added the album for myself.

little side tangent but if i see an album or an artist that even seems remotely interesting ill just add the album for later. i have a whole backlog of music i still have yet to get to but i felt like i should give this one a chance- ALSO THE COVER??? the cover looks so cool. GOOD ALBUM ART. anyway i added the album just because i loved big brat.

and i was playing kh1 a while back- i remember, before id gotten clancy- so like i believe it was june-ish?? i decided "hey. why not?" so i put the self titled album on and played through kh a bit and realized... HEY THE ALBUM IS ACTUALLY REALLY MF GOOD TOO???? so i liked the album lol. BUT THATS NOT WHERE THE STORY ENDS EITHERRRR. bc at work sometimes i blast music on my bluetooth speaker (its not being rude cause its a loud warehouse) and i decided to put this album on like last week- LITERALLY LAST MF WEEK.

AND MY COWORKER CAME UP TO ME AND ASKED ME ABT IT CAUSE SHE LIKED IT AND WAS INTERESTED AND WE HAD A FULL CONVO ABT PHANTOM PLANET AND MUSIC IN GENERAL AND I WAS SO EXCITED TO YAP ABT IT CAUSE LITERALLY NO ONE EVER ASKS IRL LIKE THAT 😭. I FELT SO EXCITED ABOUT GETTING TO SHOW HER THE MUSIC I FOUND.

WHICH- is why i was so excited for finding this!!! bc its literally an album i wanted and had on my list that i wanted to get!!!

and they had two of their other albums there??? id never heard them but i decided ill probably like them too and wanted to take a chance on them.

coldplay was bc they have a buy 3 get the 4th free and ykw i think parachutes is underlooked bc its actually a nice sounding album. i don't listen to coldplay much but this and x & y are good albums. and i figured why not?? itd be nice to just throw on.

a skylit drive- i found at goodwill. ive heard of them but haven't listened to their stuff but it seems promising of a metal album. i didn't even except to FIND a good cd at goodwill either lmao. i had found some the black eyed peas but i put them back cause i didn't need them tbh even though i think their music is chill at times.

uhh- but??? i haven't heard this album yet but it seemed neat so i decided why not. i did pull it up on my phone before i bought it just to see what it sounded like and it wasn't bad!! im gonna have to give it a listen later omg.

but i really really want to get balance and composure's albums rn and deja entendu by brand new. later thooooo.

anyway im v excited abt finding that phantom planet's self titled album????

oh!! i got clairo's charm through my work but it hasnt shown up yet along w my headphone extension cable for my stereo so i can listen to my stereo on my couchhhh. i was gonna order more cds soon w them cause free lol but also i just want to get more music and use my stereo againnnnn

also @sapphosdickandballs , i saw ur ask but heres me rambling :)

hey!!!! i bought some cds today!!!! does anyone want to see or hear me talk about them??? i bought one album id been looking for!!!! completely by surprise i found it!!! rly happy abt it omg cause it was on my list of albums i wanted to own physically!!!! :]