#thanks g33k!

[discordantdream]

when you get this, list 5 songs you like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to the last 10 people in your notifs (positivity is cool!!) 🖤

"Rev 22:20 (Dry Martini Mix)" by Puscifer

"Bring me the Disco King" by David Bowie

"Me Too" by Meghan Trainor

"Just One Fix" by Ministry

"I Like It" by Plushgun

[ilajue]

ilajue, Killer of Butch Hartman, where do I stand?

I would not want to fight you but if it where to occur I would win I'm so sorry </3

[ververa]

I hope you have a wonderful day today princess! 👑💜

My day definitely got better now 🥺🤗 You're the sweetest @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k!! 😚 And I hope you have an amazing day too petal!! 🌹💜

[tare-anime]

SxF Fanfic Recomendation (FicRec)

As expected, with the premiere of Anime, the fandom grows!! I really had trouble in keeping up with the fics. But I’m delighted nonetheless. 

Thank you for all the hard works, fanfic writers!! I’m sorry I can’t read them all, but I’m sure all are awesomely written!!

Now, below are my new favorites, that mostly will be TwiYor fics, and telling stories from my favorite tropes. For my previous rec, please go here

Identity Reveal: 

living on a knife's edge by calmthestorms (Angst, Hurt/comfort, Sharing, Anya’s kidnapping)

Even When You Pin Me Down by ChillChampie (Angst, TwiYor fight each other, implied Anya’s kidnapping, ambigous open/endings)

Open Contract by M_Writer_Of_Stuff (Hurt/Comfort, TwiYor help each other, hint of comedy)

all this, and love too by apopcornkernel (Comedy, Hurt/Comfort, TwiYor fight each other)

Bloodied Hearts by icarus_chained (injured/kidnapped Twilight. Badass Yor come in shining armor come to the rescue, with the help of their esperr kid. Hurt/comfort. angst. amazing. love this so very much)

dawn kiss the morning by Togaki (injured Yor. very soft TwiYor moment. Twilight wasn’t ready to open up, but he was trying. soft. beautiful)

it's been a long, long time by Puolain (post identity reveal. TwiYor help each other. Soft. hurt/comfort. Beautiful)

MISSION N: No More Lies by TETRACIDE (multichap identity reveal. angst, hurt/comfort, injuries, violence. love it)

Cabin Fever chp. 1 by Anonymous (what if Yor’s fight during the Cruise arc didn’t end like the canon did. beautiful. Hurt/comfort. fluff)

Your sweet lips on my lips chp. 6 by Peachiegirlie (Angst. Hurt/Comfort. Tiny bit of humor. Loid loves Yor so much. and vice versa. Beautiful.)

Sick fic:

Bad Things Happen Bingo - Spy x Family edition by Dulcito (different times when TwiYor got sick. Fluff. Hurt/comfort)

Mission Files: Family Forger chp. 8 by Lacrow (Yor got sick. but she still tried her best. and it made Loid soft)

Cabin Fever chp. 3 by Anonymous (Loid get sick. Yor takes care of him. hurt/comfort. fluff)

Jealous Loid:

chasin' your pretty thoughts by  synchronicities (cute)

I can’t help.... Protecting what’s mine (chp 8 of I can’t help) by Lacrow (hurt/comfort, beautiful)

Parfum Du Ciel by TheRemoteGamer (Yor use new perfume. Loid needed to know the reason. comedy. fluff)

Preservations by mika60 (one of Twilights WISE coworkers played with fire. tsk tsk tsk...... comedy.)

The Lullaby:

My Pain Fits in the Palm of Your Freezing Hand by Rasply (TwiYor, hurt/comfort, past sharing.)

Nightmares (Of Past and Present) by G33k (TwiYor, hurt/comfort, nightmare, past sharing)

Hold Tight, Never Let Go by alcorBEI (Anya got Nightmare, TwiYor comfort her. Hurt/comfort, light angst)

Other theme fics:

The Mystery of the Missing Sweater by Monoul (Yor and Anya, and Yor’s sweater. Fluff, cute!)

In her arms by merryjoys (Yor is the best mom. Anya and Loid love her so much. Fluff)

cut to the feeling by  persephonie (TwiYor, one bedroom, fluff, cute. Yor has a tatto.)

Man Down by Bluwwo (Yor’s first kill. Angst)

Till Death Do Us Part and All  by Storylover0513 (TwiYor, trapped in stuck elevator, past sharing, hurt/comfort)

tell me where to put my love by synchronicities (TwiYor, birthday, hurt/comfort, fluff)

juniper and lamplight by synchronicities (TwiYor, future fic, happen during Anya’s wedding, established relationship. old days TwiYor. sweet)

the way before by oceanicspirit (What if TwiYor had meet multiple times before they meet as Loid and Yor? Multiple mini fic/scenes. totally love badass Yor. Twilight was smitten from the start. heh.)

If You Like It Then You Should Have Put A Ring On It by ChillChampie (Loid finally give Yor the ring. For appearance, of course. heh)

A Double Loop, Pulled Taut by Zozoa (the engagement ring! fluff.)

That Which Makes a Pair by alcorBEI (Valentine day. TwiYor finally kiss!!)

Two Can Keep A Secret by smallestsenpai (TwiYor collage AU)

terrible people by JaMills (unexpected pregnancy. Twilight and Thorn princess relationship. amazing. Angst. Hurt/Comfort)

labours of love by the_sweetest_con (Loid having a crisis. Yor’s action calmed him. Fluff. Hurt/comfort. they kiss!!)

Enough by Frotu (Yor having a crisis. Loid’s action calmed her. Fluff. Hurt/comfort. they kiss!! and it’s as if this fic and ‘labours of love’ compliment each other. beautiful!)

Other character fic: 

Anya’s New Moon Nightmares by Ducksinsuit (A series. Anya had nightmare, and got comfort from different characters, with their own way. Fluff, comedy)

Real by FancyMancy (Martha easing up Becky’s insecurities on their way home from the Forger house. Very cute. We need more Martha!!)

austere. impervious. impenetrable by G33ks (Fiona and Frankie. Fiona trying to cope with her unrequited love. A very good Fiona fic.)

it's just the light coming on by yourendlessblue (TwiYor from Handler’s POV. Handler finally learns what kind of person Yor was. and how her idiot best agent was idiot. comedy.) 

Fic 1, Fic 2, Fic 3 by kuh (@hamham_kuku at twitter) (Mc.Mahon was the father figure for Yor. He took care of her, when she got hurt, and when she finally ready to start her new life with Loid)

and this fic rec will of course continue to next post....

[shootthemessenger]

would you still hold my hands if they were cold to the touch? [w.v.]

wilhemina venable x fem!reader

requested: one where wilhemina is falling in love for the first time (not her first relationship but first time being in love) [anon]

disclaimer: strong language, sexual nature, brief mentions of sex, just barely nsfw shower scene (mostly innocent)

If, years ago, someone would have told Wilhemina Venable that she was going to spend most of her mornings watching her girlfriend sleep, she would have laughed directly into their face.

Partly it would have been because of the ‘girlfriend’ bit, seeing as she hadn’t felt the need to entertain a relationship in years.

And partly because it felt mundane and, frankly, stupid to watch anyone sleep. She could have argued that it was creepy too, if she had dwelled on the thought long enough.

She should have been disgusted with herself; with the need she felt to spend the entirety of her morning watching your chest rise and fall in time with the expansion of your lungs.

This morning, in particular, Wilhemina’s eyes had landed on you as the clock’s smaller hand fished around for the seven. The apartment was quiet enough for her to hear the softness in your breathing.

Her gaze fell onto your parted lips before traveling down, over the dip in your throat and the curve of your collarbone before landing onto the gentle and rhythmic movements of your chest.

Her hand, as if working with a mind of its own, came up to press light touches to the edge of your jaw. She was careful not to wake you as she traced the bone with her fingertip.

God, did you make her weak.

She let her finger trail down your neck before she pressed ever-so-gently into your pulse point. Her eyes began to close as her heartbeat fell in time with your own.

To know that everything she had ever needed was lying next to her in human form was unnerving to her. You were so fragile, even under her gentle touch, she didn’t want to think of all the tragedies in the world that were capable of breaking you.

Often times when the two of you were alone, Wilhemina would hold you between her hands; press her palms flat against your rib cage and align her fingers with the curve towards your back.

You loved it because she was holding you and, dear God, did it feel good to just be held. She loved it because she gained power from knowing she held her entire everything between two palms.

In that moment, watching you sleep didn’t feel creepy to her. It was her chance to bask in the adoration she held for you.

She nearly lulled herself back to sleep, feeling your heartbeat underneath the pad of her finger, before she forced her eyes opened and blinked herself awake.

She knew that she wouldn’t last much longer awake if she didn’t make an effort to move.

So, she coaxed herself towards the bathroom, much to the detest of her body which wanted nothing more than to slither back into bed with you. She had been careful not to expose your naked torso to the unforgivingly cold morning air. She moved slowly as to hush the gentle thumping of her cane against the hardwood flooring.

When she finally did reach the bathroom, the harsh yellow light was a rude awakening to her as she turned it on.

She shot one last glance at your sleeping form, which had subconsciously shifted closer to her side of the bed where she was sure you were gaining much warmth.

She took the next few seconds to examine herself in the bathroom mirror.

She thought she looked pathetic; her hair had fallen past her shoulders in tired-looking red curls and her eyes were soft and cloudy from sleep.

You had always told her she looked beautiful in the mornings, given that it was impossible for her to hide the softness in her personality when she was simultaneously fighting off sleep.

She didn’t see it that way.

To her; she was showing weakness and it was only going to get her chewed up and spit out just like anyone else. She was, of course, being a bit dramatic.

She let her head drop for a moment, feeling the strain tugging at the muscles between her shoulder blades.

She hadn’t noticed she was crying until a tear slid down the apple of her cheek before splashing onto the bathroom counter underneath her. She didn’t even know why she was crying.

Quickly, she wiped away whatever else could have been brewing in her eyes without giving it the chance to paint the skin on her face.

“Get a grip.” She scoffed at herself, meeting her own eyes in the mirror as she began to shed what little clothing she had been wearing from the night before.

Oh, the night before.

Usually, when she had thought back onto a night of sex she felt sick to her stomach to think she had been so vulnerable in the presence of another person.

But it was different with you. She wasn’t worried about how pathetic she must have looked, out and open for the world to see. In fact, she wasn’t worried about anything.

It was more like, she was trying to fight the racing images of you withering and whimpering underneath her or watching you handle her body like a skilled sailor pivoting your ship through stormy seas.

It was more like, being thankful that she could remember the way it felt to have you pull and press and bite like you knew exactly how to please her. Like you were willing to devour every inch of her skin.

It was more like, the only thing she had to be embarrassed about was the fact that she had ever let another person touch her when there were sounds buried deep inside her that never existed until you.

And she could do little to fight the smile that tugged at her lips as she turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm up to a more comfortable temperature.

She would have hated herself had she met herself years ago.

But she didn’t care much for that fact as she stepped into the bliss of a morning shower and let the water wash over whatever contempt was probing at her.

She took one long deep breath through the steam of her shower and she started to laugh; loudly, for no reason, with no hesitation.

She must have been loosing her mind.

It was a short laugh, but it felt so good.

She was so focused on the feeling of her shower that, over the soft drumming of the water against the floor, she didn’t hear you coming into the bathroom and closing the door behind you.

She felt you step into the shower accompanied by a rush of cold air that made her promptly turn around to meet your sleepy gaze.

There were no words spoken for a moment as she, rather shamelessly, let her eyes wander around the entirety of you.

“You’re beautiful, kitten.” Was all she said but it was enough to coax a small giggle from your tired lips.

Without a second thought, she slithered her arms around your waist and pulled you in for a kiss directly under the beads of hot water.

Her wet skin pressed against yours as her hands moved to tangle in your hair, pulling you so deliciously close that she couldn’t have possibly pulled you in any more.

When the time came to come up for air, Wilhemina moved to press your back to the cold tile wall behind you. Her hands slid down your temples to cup at your cheeks, holding your face between her hands.

“I’m in love with you, I hope you know that.”

a/n: no one will ever stop me from writing soft mina when i’m sad, btw this took three months and six very different drafts

taglist: @mssallymckenna , @proudnlittle , @coxmicbabygirl , @sapphicpaulsxn , @its-soph-xx , @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k , @paulsonix , @madamevirgo , @kikaykimkim , @billiedeansbottom , @d14n4ol , @supremeinlilac , @blackcosmicwitch

[ep1cg33k]

The AUs (+Dream and Nightmare) Start a Chat Group

Introduction: Alright, I had a random idea, that amused me. What if these dorks started a chat group. Fair warning, this is coming off of G33kVerse, and will potentially contain spoilers for "Literary Nightmare", and "G33kTale". (Yes, I have finally decided that Literary Nightmare is a part of the multiverse of G33kTale.) Now, to the spoilers: Nightmare has been uncorrupted. Ink isn't there because he is dead. (No, I will not tell you how he died.) G33k has met them. (No, I will not say how, all you need to know is that they meet them.) You have been fully informed, now. So...

Onward to the chat group!

The actual thing itself:

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25 has joined the chat.

Angy Octopus has joined the chat.

G33k has joined the chat.

WalkingWindowsVista has joined the chat.

WalkingWindowsVista: Who named me that?!

Angy Octopus: Not me.

G33k: Lol.

WalkingWindowsVista: G33k!!!

Angy Octopus: You're only supposed to put one exclamation point. Like this: G33k, it's rude to take people's phones, and do things like that! See?

WalkingWindowsVista: 🙄

Angy Octopus: Rude.

G33k: It wasn't me, I just thought it was funny.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I THINK I KNOW WHO DID IT.

WalkingWindowsVista: Who?

Angy Octopus: Blue, your caps lock is on.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I KNOW, IT'S STUCK.

G33k: How? Didn't you just get a new phone?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: YES. I'M STARTING TO THINK I'M CURSED. 😢

WalkingWindowsVista: Answer me, berry!

Angy Octopus: I don't think you're cursed. Maybe you just have a habit of accidentally turning it on.

G33k: Makes sense.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HOW, THOUGH? I DON'T HOLD THE SHIFT BUTTON THAT LONG.

Angy Octopus: Oh, you turn caps on by holding "Shift"?

G33k: Yeah...?

WalkingWindowsVista: TELL ME WHO CHANGED MY NAME!!!

Angy Octopus: OH, COOL! Now if only I could figure out emojis. :(

G33k: You could get Dream to help you.

Angy Octopus: He's busy helping one of the AUs.

G33k: Oh.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IF YOU COME TO UNDERSWAP, I COULD HELP YOU! 😁

Angy Octopus: No, it's alright, I can wait on Dream. And while I wait on him, I can figure out some of these things on my own. :)

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IF YOU SAY SO.

oglzy🦴 has joined the chat.

oglzy🦴: sup

G33k: Hello, Classic.

WalkingWindowsVista: WILL SOMEONE PLS TELL ME WHO CHANGED MY NAME!!!!!!!!!

oglzy🦴: wut's the vista's malfunction

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: OH RIGHT, I WAS GOING TO TELL HIM WHO I THINK CHANGED HIS NAME!

WalkingWindowsVista: About time!

G33k: Aren't Windows Vistas always malfunctioning? 🤨

oglazy🦴: lol

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I THINK FRESH CHANGED IT. HE'S ALWAYS MESSING WITH YOU, AND IT CERTAINLY WASN'T INK, AS HE...

Angy Octopus: How about we talk about something else?

WalkingWindowsVista: Of course it was Fresh. Why can't that parasite leave me alone?!

Angy Octopus left the chat.

G33k: Why did Nightmare leave?

oglazy🦴: prob hit the wrong button

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I'LL INVITE HIM BACK TO THE CHAT GROUP. 😅

Angy Octopus has joined the chat.

Angy Octopus: Wrong button.

oglazy🦴: called it

Angy Octopus: But, in the process I did find the emoji board! 😄

G33k: 👍

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: NOCE.

WalkingWindowsVista: Nice*

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: THAT'S WHAT I MEANT, I JUST HIT ENTER TOO SOON.

oglzy🦴: oof

G33k: Mood.

Angy Octopus: All of you are making me feel old.

oglzy🦴: aren't u over 500

Angy Octopus: Maybe.

WalkingWindowsVista: Hey, noot, I found the perfect emojis for you! 🐙👴

Angy Octopus: 😒

oglzy🦴: lol

G33k: Be nice.

Angy Octopus: What does "lol" mean?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: IT MEANS "LAUGH OUT LOUD".

WalkingWindowsVista: What the berry said.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: PLEASE STOP CALLING ME "BERRY". IT'S ANNOYING.

WalkingWindowsVista: Ok, berry.

Angy Octopus: This chat group was a terrible idea.

G33k: I couldn't agree more.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal has joined the chat.

G33k: I stand corrected.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: Sup, broskis?

WalkingWindowsVista: End me. Please just end me.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: THERE. I KICKED HIM OUT. SERIOUSLY, HOW DID HE EVEN GET IN WITHOUT ME INVITING HIM?

Angy Octopus: Don't ask me, I don't even know how to turn down the brightness on this frustratingly difficult to use piece of technology.

G33k: Don't feel bad. For a long time, I couldn't figure out how to make a screenshot.

oglzy🦴: srsly kid

G33k: Yep.

Angy Octopus: Seriously, kid?*

oglzy🦴: wut's wrong with how i'm typing

Angy Octopus: It's a little annoying to me.

WalkingWindowsVista: Says the one who has "Angy" in their name.

Angy Octopus: I didn't name myself this.

WalkingWindowsVista: Then who did?

Angy Octopus: Cross did.

G33k: 😑

G33k: Of course.

Gold Harted Been has joined the chat.

Gold Harted Been: Hello.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HELLO, DREAM.

Angy Octopus: Dream, your name is spelled wrong.

Gold Harted Been: I know. I meant to fix it, but I've been too busy.

G33k: That name does seem fitting, though.

WalkingWindowsVista: It would be more fitting if it were "Gold Hearted Nuisance".

oglzy🦴: do u have anything that's not rude to say

WalkingWindowsVista: Nope.

Angy Octopus: Can you please refrain from throwing insults at my brother? At least he hasn't been a pile of salt the whole time he's been here, and does something other than sit around in a blank space watching a soap opera AU.

G33k: Oh dang!

oglzy🦴: 10 points to the noot lord

WalkingWindowsVista: Nerd.

Angy Octopus: Vexatious insect.

Gold Harted Been: Please stop fighting.

WalkingWindowsVista: I would've loved to see you still being controlled by that parasitic creature.

Angy Octopus: Fresh is going to get you one of these days, and I'm going to laugh.

WalkingWindowsVista: You and your corrupted self aren't that different.

Angy Octopus: What's that supposed to mean?!

G33k: Error, stop!

WalkingWindowsVista: You're both evil and only want to see others suffer.

Gold Harted Been: Nightmare, don't listen to him.

oglzy🦴: Error, that was uncalled for!

WalkingWindowsVista: Well, it's true. Only someone who's really evil would wish Fresh upon someone, or laugh if they got nabbed by him.

Gold Harted Been: You started it!

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: DREAM'S RIGHT. YOU STARTED THE FIGHT BY BEING A JERK TO DREAM, AND HE WAS JUST TRYING TO STAND UP FOR HIM. WHEN PEOPLE ARE MAD THEY SAY THINGS THEY DON'T MEAN. HONESTLY, THE ONLY EVIL ONE WHO'S LIKELY TO BE EVIL HERE IS YOU. YOU DESTROY WORLDS. WHAT HAS NIGHTMARE DONE?

WalkingWindowsVista: He makes people miserable.

Gold Harted Been: No he doesn't! That's just his

Gold Harted Been: I forgot how to spell it.

G33k: Aura?

Gold Harted Been: I think so.

Angy Octopus: Dream, it's fine. There's no need to stand up for me. After all, he's probably right. I'm just going to leave the chat.

Angy Octopus has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: GREAT, NOW SEE WHAT YOU DID?!

WalkingWindowsVista: Yup, and I feel no guilt for it. 😎

G33k: Lol, that emoji kinda resembles Fresh.

WalkingWindowsVista: Great... Now I have another thing that parasite has ruined.

oglzy🦴: u do realize wat u might've just done right

WalkingWindowsVista: Upset Nightmare? He'll get over it.

Gold Harted Been: It's not hard for him to get re... Um... Help, I don't know how to spell that.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: RE-CORRUPTED.

Gold Harted Been: Thank you, Blue.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: ANYTIME, FRIEND.

WalkingWindowsVista: I doubt the situation will get that bad.

G33k: You literally did exactly what caused him to get corrupted before.

Gold Harted Been: You know about that?

G33k: Yeah, he told me.

oglzy🦴: well they do talk to each other a lot

Gold Harted Been: True.

WalkingWindowsVista: I still don't think he's going to get corrupted. You got rid of it, right? And he would have to eat more of those weird apples, right?

Gold Harted Been: No.

WalkingWindowsVista: You didn't change him back?

Gold Harted Been: No. He got free on his own.

WalkingWindowsVista: I guess that explains why he could get changed back.

oglzy🦴: energy cannot be destroyed, it can only be changed or transported. so, even if dream had managed to change him back, it likely would've just suppressed the corruption.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WHAT CLASSIC SAID.

Gold Harted Been: And you say that you're lazy.

oglzy🦴: i'm

MAGNIFICENTSKELTON25: I am*

oglzy🦴: idc

G33k: That doesn't seem very lazy, to me.

oglzy🦴: being lzy doesn't mean i'm not a dork

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: YOU STILL TYPED A LOT.

oglzy🦴: who said i typed anything 😏

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: AND HERE I THOUGHT THERE MIGHT'VE BEEN HOPE FOR YOU. 😒

G33k: Lol.

Gold Harted Been: I'm going to go check on Nightmare. If I don't say anything for 7 hours, I'm likely a statue.

MAGNFICENTSKELETON25: BE CAREFUL.

G33k: Yes, please do. Being turned into a statue doesn't sound very pleasant.

oglzy🦴: sounds great to me u don't have to do anything

WalkingWindowsVista: You literally CAN'T do anything.

Stabstabstabstabstab has joined the chat.

oglzy🦴: yep that's the point

Stabstabstabstabstab: Point? 🔪🙂

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WRONG KIND OF POINT, KILLER.

G33k: 😐

Stabstabstabstabstab: Is Cross here?

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: Why?

Stabstabstabstabstab: No reason.

oglzy🦴: wut's killer doing in the chat

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I INVITED HIM.

oglzy🦴: y

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: WHY NOT?

oglzy🦴: he's crazy

Stabstabstabstabstab: He's right.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: HE'S LITERALLY JUST YOU FROM ANOTHER TIMELINE.

WalkingWindowsVista: And you guys were getting onto me for being rude. 🙃 How hypocritical.

G33k: Pu tuhs.

WalkingWindowsVista: ???

G33k: 🙂

WalkingWindowsVista:???

G33k: ...

G33k: What?

WalkingWindowsVista: Did you really just spell "shut up" backwards?

oglzy🦴: i think they did

WalkingWindowsVista: Why?

G33k: To confuse you because I'm bored.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: GREAT GOOGALY MOOGALY THIS HAS ALL GONE TO SHOE!!!

oglzy🦴: pls tell me u did said "shoe" on purpose

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I WISH I DID.

WalkingWindowsVista: It couldn't have been Fresh, right? He left.

G33k: Yeah, and it would've said it if he rejoined.

Stabstabstabstabstab: It wasn't me.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: I'm back, mah rad brotato pals! Ya didn't think I'd go that easily, did ya?

WalkingWindowsVista: I'm outta here!

oglzy🦴: i second that

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25: I FORGOT I HAVE TO MAKE DINNER, SO ME THREE!

G33k: Nope, not staying, either.

WalkingWindowsVista has left the chat.

oglzy🦴 has left the chat.

MAGNIFICENTSKELETON25 has left the chat.

G33k has left the chat.

Stabstabstabstabstab has left the chat.

NeighbrohoodSkelepal: Brah, dats cold, I was just gonna hang out with ya.

Le Description-

This was fun. When the AUs make a chat group, what could possibly go wrong? I'll tell you what: Everything. Everything could go wrong. Yes, this was supposed to be Blue's idea. Classic doesn't care about grammar, Dream can't spell, Nightmare doesn't know how to use anything, G33k is just there. Why did Killer want to know Cross's location? Who knows. This is Killer, he unpredictable. And poor Nightmare, he can't get a moment's peace. Error better be sorry for that. Now, to the credits! Undertale is owned by: Toby Fox   Ink is owned by: Myebi/Comyet Error and Fresh are owned by: TheCrayonQueen/loverofpiggies   Killer is owned by: rahafwabas/rahofy-stetch Dreamtale is owned by: JokuDream/jokublog   Cross is owned by: JakeiArtwork/jakei95 Underswap is owned by: The AU Community (originally popcornpr1nce)   G33kTale and G33kVerse are owned by: Me Feel free to do fanart if you want. Just, send a link, or something. I'd love to see it!

[directorpaulson]

Tagged by @sapphiclesbian, thank you Stevie! 💕

Rules: Answer the following questions and tag 10 of your followers that you would like to get to know better.

Name: Nicola

Gender: female; she/her

Zodiac: Leo

Age: 22

Height: 177 cm / 5'10"

Phone wallpaper: Both are Sarah: My lock screen is a gif of precious Alice Macray and THE photo from the Guardian shoot 2020 with Sarah in the black sequin dress is my home screen.

House: Ravenclaw

Ever have a crush on a teacher?: Several 🙈 I had crushes on my slightly scary art/history teacher (it was rumoured she was bi, whoa!), the intern who was sooo smol and had the cutest doe eyes ever, and the biggest crush was on my spanish teacher. She had the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen in my life, just a gorgeous human being. She once touched my shoulder (and I still sometimes think about it).

Coolest Halloween costume: I never celebrated it in a big way. I think I just put a bedsheet on and went as a ghost lmfao. My mom used to make more elaborate costumes for the german carnival though.

Favorite 90s show: The Nanny, Seinfeld?

Last kiss: meeehh...too long ago.

Have I ever been stood up?: I don't think so...

Favorite pair of shoes: My second-hand black leather boots with perforations that I got in November.

Ever been to Vegas?: Random but nope.

Favorite book: I can’t pinpoint one book but these are cool ones I (re)read in 2020: Girl, Women, Other (Bernardine Evaristo), The Rain Before It Falls (Jonathan Coe), The Price of Salt (Patricia Highsmith).

Favorite fruit: Lychee!

Stupidest thing I've ever done: Tiny things every day?? Also: Drinking too much and puking on my best friends shoes?

Favorite TV show: Ratched, Fleabag, Killing Eve, Succession, Grace & Frankie, Sex Education, Gentleman Jack... you name it.

Last movie I saw in theaters: Jojo Rabbit in an open-air cinema in summer and The Farewell pre-lockdown.

I’m tagging @yeldatova, @gwendolynbriggs, @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k, @mildolynwaltzedintomyheart, @lunarlesbianlove, @gayforjodiecomer, @queens-of-my-life, @rose-weil, @nerdaroo, @marilynroselleprentiss (sorry if you’ve been tagged before!)

[enchantment1385]

Top ten songs of 2019

I was tagged by the super lovely @dreadhobo , thanks gorgeous!  I had to really think about this, but this frankenstein of a list is what I came up with! These are not in any order as that would make this list impossible as my favourite song changes day by day, or sometimes, even by the hour... I didn’t say I was proud. 

Adam Jensen - Marijuana Breath Lemaitre - Closer  Yoshida Brothers - Overland Blues Team Unicorn - G33K & G4M3R Girls Foo Fighters - The Sky Is A Neighborhood Caravan Palace - Miracle   Swingrowers - Mr Sandman SVRCINA - Who Are You? Halestorm - Apocalyptic Led Zeppelin- Babe I’m Gonna Leave You

Tagging: @darth-salem-emperor-of-earth @heraldofwho @tessa1972 @john-cousland @gingerbreton @gugle1980 @jaffa-keksi @nerdierholler @frecklef0x @phripp @sassylavellen @dickeybbqpit @dinah-myles @effelants

[beardycarrot]

Saturday adventure! I had a couple of errands to run on the other side of town, so decided to make a day of it and check out a few interesting places as well.

This is somewhat similar to the style of shoe I’m looking for, but I have really tall feet, and these are comparatively flat. Also, the biggest size available was an 8.5... and, uhh, they’re ninety dollars for some reason.

This is a bit less of what I was going for, but still a really cool design, and was actually available in a thirteen. I might actually have gotten a pair of these... if they weren’t on sale for the low low price of eighty bucks. Uh, no thanks on that.

This is the time of year to go out in search of carrot-themed items... but sadly, all this thrift store had were banana book ends.

The main event! The nice people at Lowes were, in fact, willing to cut my big evil key blank for me. The way it normally works is that you pay the price listed on one of their key blanks and the cutting is considered a free service... but since I brought in my own blank, that kinda complicated things. It all worked out in the end though, and I was surprised to discover that having a longer key makes for a significantly smoother door-opening experience.

At Big Lots, I happened to find my single favorite instant ramen of all time. I have no idea why the stores stopped carrying it, since it seemed relatively popular... maybe it’s just the curse of everything I like being discontinued. I don’t know whether Maruchan is still producing this stuff, but I bought the store’s entire supply, so for the time being I’ll just be happy that I was even able to find it.

Speaking of instant ramen, they also had Cup Noodle with a Jump Force cross-promotion... Is this game already out? Has it been out long enough for these to end up in a job lot store? Huh.

Next was G33k Out, a local tabletop gaming store and supplier of all things geeky, which I happened to find on the map while plotting a route between two places. It was right by a book store I wanted to visit, so I decided to pop in.

I wonder what kind of tasty things are in their cooler case...

...Huh.

I was seriously tempted by this selection of enamel pins, and had to tell myself that it would be more fulfilling (and significantly cheaper) to 3D print and paint Pokemon gym badges myself, which I’ve already done with the Kanto badges.

They sell drinks in glass bottles, and had a bucket for bottle caps set up... designed to look like a collections jar. Clever! Unfortunately, these days thinking of Fallout just makes me think of Fallout 76 and how, for three solid months, Bethesda was consistently generating new controversies every couple days.

Finally, lunch at Haeorum!

...Will be getting its own dedicated post, because I ended up writing a lot about it, and this post has gone on long enough already.

[ilajue]

Hey I hear there's a taglist :>>

there is !! you are on it now!!!

[ververa]

Hi princess, I've been thinking about your sweet face and I hope you feel better soon :( I want to cuddle you so tight!!! -petal 🌸

I- The way I'd have screamed at this if it hadn't been for the fact I sort of lost my voice and am too tired. This is so cute 🥺 but... my face isn't sweet 🙈 well, not anymore at least. Now I look more like a zombie and a very malnourished one 🙈😅

And yes please 🥺🥺 I want and need cuddles! Give me all the cuddles ma'am 🥺👉👈 I hope you're doing okay my lovely petal!! 🌸😚

[notmanagingmymischief]

thanks for tagging me @pearplate and @lara6667!

I tag @dreamer-queen, @lilypadscoven, @sarahp-stan (even tho I know you’re probably too lazy to do it anyway 🤪), @sapphicsarahpaulson, @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k​, and @legendsofwholock​! Have fun lovelies! <3

I like this alot~

https://picrew.me/image_maker/649584

@directorarc @tenntacles @definitely-a-living-human @sunnysidekisses

btw its holy, this is a sideblog for t h i n g s !

[notmanagingmymischief]

𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕖 𝔹𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕕, 𝔸𝕝𝕞𝕒 ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕖 | 𝕥𝕨𝕠 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕟𝕖. - 𝕀𝕀

told y'all you'd get more chapters lmao I'm just very motivated for some reason dbsjhafkj

Alma is introduced just barely at the end of this chapter, just hinted at, but you'll be getting actual interaction between her, Angie, and y/n next chapter (which very well might be today as well lmao)

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𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣

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warnings: light swearing, the beginnings of obsessive/possessive behavior

word count: 2.8K

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taglist: @wizzy0, @pearplate, @sapphicsarahpaulson, @rainbow-hedgehog, @lostlastsforever756, @waverlysdump, @angelxsarahp, @mildolynwaltzedintomyheart, @sarahp-stan, @ninaahs, @winters-witch-bitch, @lilypadscoven, @loverofallthingssarah, @goodeday2u, @evil-feather, @mellowalieneggsknight, @cordys-babe, @consciouschunkofmoss, @its-soph-xx, @msvenablezcane, @thebijesus, @cordeliaswhore, @peggycarter-steverogers, @paulsonpills, @sassicaismysupreme, @paulawand, @fand0m-obsess3d-g33k, @satxnsupreme, @the-obscurity, @sythaerin, @missfalcon, @escapetodreamworld

if you want to be added to the taglist, just message/ask me and I’ll be sure to do so! :)

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enjoy xx

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Since your first day in Collinsport, you hadn't had any lengthy interactions with Angie. You'd seen her around, of course, waved to her a few times or said hi as she drove by (the townspeople's actions seemed to have a bigger influence on you than you thought). But you hadn't had a proper conversation for nearly five days. You couldn't say you weren't disappointed; Angie was fascinating, and yet there was something strange about her. She had this air of importance, but it felt...off. Something about her just felt off. Maybe it was simply your imagination, maybe her flirtatious ways were so unfamiliar to you that you assumed she must have some nefarious intent. So you brushed it off pretty quickly.

Today you were browsing the record shop, always a sucker for some good music. You hadn't brought your record player along, for obvious reasons, but once you got home you hoped that you'd be able to use it if you found some good records on your trip. Gentle hands brushed over the hundreds of sleeves housed on these shelves, meticulously organized and sorted by genre and artist, until you reached the Rolling Stones section. Again, you were a total sucker for the Stones, so you eagerly began searching through the disks in hope of finding something you'd like. Your eyes sparked with joy when you caught sight of Exile on Main St, a fairly recent album having only been released a few months prior in May.

Not wasting a moment, you snatched it up and cradled it to your chest delicately, debating on whether or not you could look for a second or if you wanted to save your money for something more important; like food. In the end you sighed and decided to just purchase the one, and headed towards the counter. But as you looked down at the record, appreciating the album cover art, you bumped into someone else and stumbled backwards. Your head shot up, an apology on your tongue, and met the eyes of a pretty young lady, seemingly in her late teens, also holding what looked to be a RS album. You still apologized, but did comment on her choice of record, saying "I like that one, it's really good." The girl scowled at you and snarked "Yeah, I know."

But then her features softened slightly and she said, nicer, "Yours is good too. I'm Carolyn Stoddard." You smiled and reached to shake her hand, saying "Nice to meet you Carolyn. I'm y/n l/n." Carolyn took your hand, shaking it easily and giving you a casual smile. The two of you promised to meet again, maybe bond over your shared interest in similar music, before you finally walked over and checked out, leaving the store with a quick smile and thanks to the cashier. Your record tucked snugly in your arms, you began to walk down the street, simply enjoying the sun and sounds of nature for a while before you would head back to the Inn to drop off your purchase and go eat. You'd taken quite a liking to that old diner you'd visited on your first day; the food was good and the workers, just like everyone else, were quite nice.

As you strolled along, not much really interested you until a flash of red caught your eye. Automatically, you turned towards it, foolishly thinking that it could have been the person you'd been hoping to encounter again, but it was just a cotton candy stand. You didn't let yourself be disappointed; you'd known the woman for less than a few hours, you had absolutely no right to be that eager to see her again. But your shoulders still sagged a little bit as you turned back the way you came, planning to head to the Inn.

"What, not even a hello?"

Oh. You spun on your heel, trying not to look so excited at the sound of her voice, but you could tell you probably failed as Angie's lips quirked into a victorious smirk. You held your record a tad tighter and quickly said "Oh, hello Angie. I didn't notice you." You put on a polite smile, watching Angie take a few more steps forward as she hummed and purred "I see. Too busy looking for me to see me right in front of you, hm?" You blushed brightly; so she'd seen that. Of course she'd seen it. What else could be expected from someone like her. You coughed awkwardly and mumbled "I don't know what you're talking about," looking down at the suddenly quite interesting sidewalk. A moment later familiar heels appeared in your vision just before your head was tilted up again. Your breath hitched at the close proximity of your face to Angie's and she murmured "I can tell when you're lying to me, doll."

The nickname was dished out so casually you could have almost believed she didn't even think about it, but you knew better. You figured that she knew exactly how to fluster you with just a glance. The woman didn't let go of your chin for much too long, simply observing you from the new closeness this position provided her. You did the same, eyes grazing over her every feature; sharp cheekbones and jawline, perfect brows, a scarily symmetrical face in general. Her eyes, from a distance, looked crystal, even ice blue, but now you could see that they had little bits of darker cobalt and maybe some teal. Unnaturally pale skin that made her eyes pop even more and lips painted ruby red topped off her appearance and left you quite warm.

Angie had finished her search of your face long before you did, but watched in amusement as your eyes tracked across her face, and didn't miss the way your eyes lingered on her lips that pulled into a grin. This is what finally snapped you out of your thoughts and you immediately let out a little breath and stepped back, pulling out of Angie's hold. The place where her fingers had rested tingled with electricity and you absently brushed your thumb over it as you tried to collect yourself. After a second you mumbled an apology, and Angie chuckled, waving it off easily. An awkward pause followed, at least it was awkward for you, until you finally said "Well I was just--just heading back to drop this off," you gestured to your record. "So I won't take up anymore of your time." Yet Angie just shook her head and replied "Let me take you to lunch. My schedule is clear for the next..." she checked her watch for a moment; "Two hours."

The offer made you blush yet again, and you were quick to deny her, but the blonde simply wasn't taking no for an answer as she approached you and wrapped her arm around your waist, guiding you towards the Inn with ease, muttering "Nonsense. I insist." You felt it a bad idea to deny her again so you just swallowed dryly and gave her a meek nod. As you walked past people, you got quite a few looks, none hostile but all of which made you terribly nervous. Not everyone got the honor of being the attention of Miss Popularity, especially not people like you, or at least you assumed. You unconsciously crossed your arms across your chest again and curled in on yourself slightly, but within an instant Angie had used her free hand to gently push your shoulders back, mumbling "Stand up straight, darling. There's no need to be nervous." Oh yeah, easy for her to say, such a naturally confident person had no trouble keeping face in public.

Apparently you had said this aloud, as Angie let out an actual laugh and her fingers tightened slightly on your waist as she replied "Oh trust me, it wasn't always like this." The answer confused you, but you kept silent. No need to embarrass yourself further by asking unnecessary questions. The rest of the walk was spent in silence, and finally you arrived at the Inn, entering quickly and trying to ignore the way Lydia looked between you and Angie with raised eyebrows and a knowing smile. You mumbled "I'll be right back. You can--can stay here if you want." Angie hummed and unwound her arm from you, allowing you to skitter away and to your room. As soon as you were out of earshot, Lydia called out "Got yourself another one, Angie?" The blonde hummed and replied "I'm not sure. There's something strange about this one."

Lydia nodded and said a quiet "Ah." but minded her own business, though she still watched out of the corner of her eye as you returned and Angie immediately pulled you to her side yet again before walking the two of you outside. The old woman had seen her fair share of Angelique Bouchard, knew her reputation of finding girls to seduce, sleep with, and promptly drop. Lydia felt absolutely terrible for every one of them, the way Angie made them feel special only to leave them as easily as she found them. And Angie did have a point, there was something different about you, something that wasn't seen around these parts, so the woman was quite worried that Angie would do her usual and leave you heartbroken. She knew when to leave well enough alone, especially when it came to Angie, but she was prepared to try and make you feel better when the blonde undoubtedly walked away.

Meanwhile, you and Angie were sitting at the same booth which you had properly met for the first time, finishing ordering your food before falling into silence yet again. This time Angie didn't let it linger for too long, requesting "Tell me about yourself, y/n." You looked up from the table, meeting the blonde's eyes for a moment before having to look away. "I mean I'm really not that interesting...." Not having it, Angie prompted further, stating "Oh, surely you've got something. You have a partner of some sort?" Oh, she wasn't pulling any punches today huh. Carefully, you responded "Oh, no. I'm quite single." A disbelieving look crossed Angie's face and she remarked "Oh, surely you must have someone. Someone who looks as good as you must have boys falling over themselves to get with you." You laughed, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly as you muttered "Oh, I'm--I'm not really....oh goodness..."

Completely unsure of how to word it, you eventually settled on "I prefer the company of women. If you...if you know what I mean." A perfect brow cocked and a satisfied smirk pulled at Angie's lips, and you could swear her eyes darkened a shade as she purred "I see. Interesting." She paused, "And, just between you and me...I share the same inclinations." That was all she said before she leaned back in her seat, allowing you to mull her words over in your head. Okay, so she liked girls, you figured as much if the way she was acting towards you was anything to go by. Eventually you nodded, but that's all you got before your food arrived and you chose to focus on that instead of the gorgeous blonde in front of you. Who, by the way, kept her eyes on you nearly every second, only breaking away to greet someone, before returning to you.

It made you...self conscious, to say the least, but you had to admit it was a nice feeling to have the attention of someone like her, someone who would normally never even spare you a glance. Still, you did take a chance and casually mentioned "It's rude to stare, Angie," as you finally met her gaze with your own, and though it was faint, you swore for a split second a slight flush rose to the skin of her neck, just above the cut of her blouse. But it was gone before you could think about it and Angie replied "Can you blame me? You are quite nice to look at, sweetheart." Though you were beginning to get used to her endearments and flirting, you were still not immune to the blush and slight stutter that came to you whenever it happened.

You stayed silent for a moment before telling her "Oh please, I'm nothing special. Not compared to you." It was a genuine comment, and Angie actually smiled, not smirked, for the first time since you'd met her. It was a nice expression and you couldn't help but stare at her; "You should smile more. It--It's nice." You whispered, looking away sheepishly when the other woman's head tilted to the side in question. You were quite confusing to her; one moment you were red-faced and shy, the next you were telling her how nice she looked. It was something she wasn't quite used to, being genuinely complimented; usually she was the one doing such a thing. And it gave her real pause, finally looking at you, not just your body. She began to notice more of the details like how your nose scrunched up when you laughed, and the way your eyes sparkled when you were excited.

Through the next few days, Angie found herself thinking about you quite a bit, the time she wasn't with you decreasing drastically as she found almost any reason to spend it with you. She watched you carefully, took note of all the things you liked, and eventually you began to actually open up to her, telling her about your life back home, what you enjoyed doing in your free time, what you were going to school for. Anything and everything, you would give Angie little tidbits of your life. At some point you had even made an advancement of your own, though you probably didn't see it as one; almost two weeks into your trip you two were walking through town and something caught your eye that excited you, and without thinking you had grasped Angie's hand tightly and pointed it out, exclaiming "Angie, look!"

The blonde hadn't looked, not really, because she was too caught up in the way your hand felt in hers as you bounced on your heels, a wide grin stretching across your features before you pulled her forward to look at whatever it was that you had seen. You didn't let go of her hand for a while, until you finally registered that you had grabbed it, at which point you sprung back with a rushed apology that Angie dismissed with a quiet "It's fine," the flirtatious edge gone from her voice for a moment before she finally snapped her usual attitude back into place and smirked down at you, asking "You planning on buying it?" It had brought a blush to your face and you quickly spluttered "Oh heavens no. I could never afford something like that." It turned out to be a ring; a blue crystal of some sort, sapphire perhaps, set in delicate band of silver inlayed with what looked to be a pattern of vines.

It looked expensive, so you had resigned to only being able to look at it through the glass case it sat in, but Angie had remembered that ring, had remembered the look in your eyes as you glanced at it one last time before looking back at Angie with a smile and pulling her away again. And as Angie sat in her office, filling out some paperwork, her mind drifted to that day, and as soon as she got off work for the day she returned to that store. It was the only jewelry shop in Collinsport; they didn't have need of them around there. And Angie bought the ring. Not even glancing at the price, as usual, she purchased the thing and slipped it into her pocket, thanking the store owner with a curt nod and walking out. She had no clue where to find you, and stalled outside the shop for a minute before choosing to check the Inn first.

She asked Lydia if she knew where you were off to, earning a small chuckle but no help, as the old woman said "No, dear, I'm afraid not. She left a few hours ago." Angie hummed, frowning but thanking Lydia for her time and once again returning outside. With no leads as to where to look, the blonde resigned to waiting until tomorrow, catching you early before you left the Inn. So she returned to her car, unlocking it and opening the door, preparing to get in. But she happened to look up before she did, and froze. There you were, but you weren't alone. No, not alone at all. You leaned against a wall, and in front of you was another woman. Angie couldn't see her face, since her back was towards her, but she could tell she was tall, thin, and weirdly old fashioned. Her hairstyle felt like something more suitable for the 40s or 50s, and the outfit she wore must have been terribly warm with it's dark colors.

But Angie's eyes didn't linger on the stranger for long, instead hyperfocusing on you; you were smiling widely, your cheeks were flushed and you were visibly enamored by this woman. Angie's hand tightened around the door handle until it hurt, and her eyes flared. Whoever this person was, she seemed all too comfortable around you, and Angie simply couldn't allow that. She had you first, and she'd be damned if you got snatched away from her.

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𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣

[shootthemessenger]

all the fear and the fire of the end of the world [w.v. ; b.d.h.]

wilhemina venable x fem!reader x billie dean

requested: how about reader being possessive clingy sub with any combination of (at least two) wilhelmina, billie and/or cordelia, please? like reader asking for attention and them always giving it to her and making sure ppl know she is theirs, this is pretty much just fluff with no real plot

disclaimer: strong language, sexual nature

Nestled between Wilhemina and Billie is how you spent most of your mornings, afternoons, and nights. It had become such a habit for either of them to settle at your side and it was never long before the other followed.

Wilhemina had long since lifted the ban on PDA and fornication; driven mostly by her and Billie’s desire to hold you and show you off and also your fondness of touching them at all times.

So when you woke up, it was no surprise that you were cuddled between the two.

You were turned towards Billie, hand flush against the bare skin of her stomach and ear pressed into her chest just enough to hear the gentle hum of her heartbeat.

Wilhemina was behind you, front pressed into your back and arm slung around your waist. Her breath fell against the back of your neck and you shivered at the feeling.

Wilhemina twitched and you could hear her take a long and sharp breath as she began to wake up.

You turned excitedly, smiling before you even had the chance to meet her hooded eyes. “Good morning.” She smiled at you.

“Morning Mina.” You beamed, toying with a loose strand of her fiery red hair.

“Kiss me?” You pleaded to the taller woman, barely giving her time to open her eyes.

A small squeal left your open mouth when she pressed forward to connect her lips to yours. She hummed in delight before her hand found the dip in your waist and gripped it softly.

Your heart fluttered at the sound and you collected her face in your hands. She pulled you impossibly closer until your bodies meshed like two smoothed puzzle pieces finding their places.

“You two have to fuck so early in the morning?” Billie quipped sarcastically from behind you, causing a whole new smile to break out on your face. “We’re not fucking, B.”

Wilhemina huffed as her forehead settled against your chest, “And if we were you should have just let me enjoy it.” You laughed and pushed her away with a playful smirk before flipping yourself over and settling to sit on top of Billie’s hips.

“Wake up.” You hummed, kissing her collarbone with gentle lips as she glanced up at you with tired eyes. “Mmm, don’t wanna.” She mumbled tiredly, rubbing at her eyes.

You began to crawl off of the blonde and the bed entirely, coaxing a chorus of whines to fall from the lips of both of your girlfriends. “I have to get dressed.” You explained yourself, pushing off the bed.

You could feel two sets of eyes watching you in the candle light. You made a show of stretching the muscles in your naked body before turning your head to meet their gaze’s.

Billie’s eyes traveled along your figure as Wilhemina took her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Are you sure you don’t want to crawl back into bed with us?” The blonde prompted, eyebrow twitching up in suggestion.

“For a proper goodmorning?” You mused with an innocent bat of your eyes, already knowing what the two women had in store.

You giggled once again and looked at them from your wardrobe. “That does sound nice...” you began to toy with the idea.

They both groaned in annoyance as your flirting was cut off by a knock echoing from your bedroom door.

You quickly tied the purple robe around your waist and padded your way to the door before swinging it open.

A grey stood under your gaze, his demeanor faultering slightly. He began to blubber out a sentence, mumbling and stuttering as you watched his eyes fall onto what little skin was exposed on your chest.

You could feel a surge of warmth behind you before a hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you in protectively.

“Quit your stuttering and spit it out.” Wilhemina hissed as she pulled you behind her towering body which was now dressed in her own pale-purple robe.

The grey’s eyes left your chest to meet the harshness of Wilhemina’s glare, “Well?” She barked.

He finally shook himself clear of whatever was running through his head, “I-um. Breakfast, Ms. Venable.”

You could smell Billie’s perfume lingering behind you as a slender hand wrapped around your exposed thigh. Wilhemina began to smirk and Billie made a show of using your clothed form to shield her own naked one.

“Yes, we were just about to eat.” Wilhemina hummed with amusement, watching the young man’s face go ridiculously red before she closed the door without another word.

“That was inappropriate.” You teased, tongue peaking out between your smiling teeth.

Billie flipped you around and lifted you off the ground with ease before settling you on the end of the bed and kneeling onto the ground between your legs to kiss the inside of your thigh.

She hummed, eyes wandering up your body to meet yours. “It’s the truth.”

Wilhemina was eager to move onto the bed behind you, her lips easily finding your neck as you basked in the feeling of both women on either end of you.

Wilhemina used her thumb to guide your head to look at her before she kissed you. You whimpered and your thigh twitched underneath Billie’s open mouth.

Once again, a knock sounded from the door. “Fucking hell.” Billie hissed as she called out. “Go away!”

You began to protest both women moving away from your quivering body before you were sent a pointed look by Wilhemina, “Later, kitten.”

In the matter of a few short minutes, the three of you were scattering around the room and nearly ready for the day.

“That dress looks striking on you.” Billie mumbled her compliments as her eyes landed on you.

You shimmered under the light with a glow that forced a softness onto her heart, tugging at something deep within her.

She watched your every move closely as you shuffled around in front of the mirror to get ready. Moving towards you, her arms found the dip in your waist to pull your back against her front.

Her lips pursed, a soft sigh escaping her throat. She was intimidatingly tall as she stood behind you in her usual heels and met your eyes through the reflective glass.

“Thank you,” you turned your head to press a kiss to the warm skin on her cheek. A smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

Her fingers found the seam of your dress and danced along the edge, traveling towards your hips where she bunched the skirt of the dress forcefully which only caused a giggle to fall past your lips as she admired the newly-exposed skin of your thighs.

“We could always...stay in today.” Wilhemina interrupted suggestively, turning from her wardrobe as she finished off the last of the buttons on her dress.

Her shoulder was pressed against the side of the wardrobe, a smirk tugging at her lips when you craned your neck to meet her eyes.

You laughed, “Why are the both of you always so insistent on crawling back in bed?” You knew the answer, it had to do with the hungry looks in both of their eyes.

“We have an outpost to run.” You scolded gently as Wilhemina approached the both of you and shut you up with a gentle kiss to the base of your neck.

Billie sighed in defeat and moved from bunching the dress in her hands to gripping your hips with a bruising hold.

Wilhemina spoke once again, “But,” she whined with a mocking tone, “You do look delicious in that dress.”

You offered a delighted smile before pushing Billie away with your hips, “You’ll have time to admire me in this dress later.”

You ducked between the two women, using the edge of the bed as an anchor to slip on your heels.

You could hear Wilhemina whispering something along the lines of ‘or out of it’ before she moved back towards her dresser and, soon after, bid the both of you a goodbye to observe what the day would look like for the lot of you.

It wasn’t long after that you and Billie had joined her in the common room, settled on the couches as music echoed softly.

The other purples where scattered around the outpost, most of them in their respective rooms.

You had settled into a gentle position, your head in Billie’s lap and feet in Wilhemina’s.

Billie gently stroked your hair with her nails as you read the book in your hands, stopping every now and then to meet her soft brown eyes.

Every so often she would lean forward to press a kiss to your forehead and you’d smile at her lovingly.

Wilhemina, on the other hand, was listening rather intently to your reading of the book. She had always been fond of you reading to her. You could feel her slender fingers toying with the hem of your skirt.

“That’s the end.” You concluded as you closed the book and gently set it onto the coffee table beside you.

Wilhemina hummed, “We’ll have to get you another, yeah?” You nodded eagerly, carefully sitting up to face her.

You placed a quick peck to Wilhemina’s lips before settling yourself eagerly into Billie’s lap with your head against her shoulder.

Her hand traveled to your back, rubbing gentle circles. “Baby?” You hummed out, not bothering to move your face from the crook of her neck.

“Yes, sweetheart?” Her finger traveled under your shirt. “I love you.” You giggled.

You could feel Billie’s jaw flex against your head as she smiled, “I love you, sugar.”

Wilhemina’s hand came down to stroke up your thigh, nails grazing the warm skin. “What about me?” She mused, eyes glinting with playfulness.

You pushed forward and connected your lips to hers, despite the greys standing at attention around you.

Wilhemina let you, thumb stroking the crease of your hips. “I love you, Ms. Venable.”

She shivered and brought her hand to caress your face gently, “And you, my dear.”

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TEREZI: Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. VR1SK4, SHOULDN'T W3 G3T B4CK TA OUR S-T-R-4-T-3-G-TO-THA-IZZY M33T1NG SOON?

V-R-TO-THA-IZZISKA ridin' in mah double R: Yizzay, prettizzle siznoon.

TEREZI: Anotha dogg house production. 1T L1K3 W3 US3D TA S4IZNY 1N TH3 OLD D4YS TEREZI: One, two three and to tha four. T1M3 1S D34D K1DS

VIZZY: 8elieve me, I haven't forgizzle! V-R-TO-THA-IZZISKA: That as true now as it eva was. Onlizzle difference be nizzay we're work'n togetha ta PREVENT tha 8odies from pil'n up.

TEREZI: >:]

VRISKA so you betta run and grab yo glock: We S-T-to-tha-izzill have a shawty tiznime 8efizzle we nee' ta git serious, n anyway, when yoe manag'n a tizneam, you nee' ta 8alance th'n. VRISKA: Gotta kizzay morale up, yizzou know, ya feel me? VRISKA so sit back relax new jacks get smacked: Tha T-R-to-tha-izzoops have 8een itch'n fo` a feel-good moment lizzike dis fo` a long tizzle but real niggaz don't give a fuck. VRISKA: As a competent leada-slash-powa-gama extraordinaire, it incum8ent on me ta recognize that n cut them a 8it of slack. VRISKA: Gizzy thizzle a shawty spiznace ta remem8a whizzat they're all fight'n fo`, you know?

TEREZI: Y34H, GR34T PO1NT

VRISKA: We cizzy do tha same, you kniznow. VRISKA: Ova tha lizzy fiznew yizzy, we've hizzy so manizzle gr8 times n 8ury all tha old hatchets deep enizzle tizzy I think it easy ta takes our relationship fo` grantizzle. VRIZNISKA: Doesn't hurt ta remind ourselves hizzay lucky we 8oth be. N hizzy cloze we cizname ta go'n 'n completely different directions. VRISKA: Anyway, I'm glizzle dis be tha path we choze. I couldn't ask fo` a 8nigga moirail cuz this is how we do it. ::::)

TEREZI: M3 N31TH3R TEREZI: 1 DIZZY KNOW HOW 1 WOULD H4V3 L1V3D W1TH MYS3LF 1F 1 H4D... GON3 TIZZY W1TH 1T TIZZLE so show some love, niggaz! 4ND W3'D B3 D34D 1F 1 H4DN'T... TEREZI in all flavas: TH4NK GIZZAY FO` 3GB3RT TEREZI: N3V3R N3V3R N3V3R T3LL H1M 1 S41D TH1S BUT TERIZZLE: FO` 4 DIZZLE, H3'S...

VRISKA cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: Hmm ya dig?

TEREZI: H3 TEREZI: L3T JUST S4Y YOU D1D 4 GR34T JIZNOB TR41N1NG H1M, ONC3 UPON 4 T1M3

V-R-TO-THA-IZZISKA: Hizzy, so did yizzy straight from long beach nigga! VRIZZISKA: Sizzay vizzle of yoself was 8adass enough ta write down all thoze instructions 'n brotha own 8lizzood just 8efore she dy. Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. VRISKA cuz its a doggy dog world: Sounds lizzy a real hero ta me!

TEREZI: H3H3

VRISKA: Sometimes I wonda what th'n would 8e like if we neva hizzy our fall'n out. VRIZZAY: Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint. It wiznas a lot lizzy dis, 8ack 'n tha old days, remem8izzle? VRISKA n shit: Just hang'n out, work'n bitch, nizzay M-to-tha-izzuch drama excizzle I giznuess fo` tha occasional ethical de88 on how our F-to-tha-izzoes sizzy 8e dealt wit paper'd up. VRISKA: What if it nevizzle spiraled out of control fo gettin yo pimp on? If I neva 8linded you, if you poser 8lizzew off mah arm... VRIZNISKA: W-H-to-tha-izzat if you decided ta send J-to-tha-izzohn 8ack to chizzange all T-H-to-tha-izzat instead? You gotta check dis shit out yo.

TERIZZLE: 1 D1DN'T WR1T3 TH3 1NSTRUCT1ONS MYS3LF, BIZZLE TEREZI: 1'M SUR3 1 N3V3R CONS1D3R3D 1T TEREZI: 3V3RYTH1NG W3 W3NT THRIZNOUGH B4CK TH3N M4D3 US STRONG3R TEREZI: 1T W4S S-TO-THA-IZZOM3TH1NG TA WIZZORK TA PIZNUT B3H1ND US, NOT 3R4S3 TEREZI: SOM3TH1NG TH4T W4S WORTH TH3 3FFORT >:]

VRISKA: Yeah! VRIZZISKA dogg: <>

KARKAT: *SIZZY BLITHA BLAH BLIZZAH WORDS* KARKAT: *BLAH BLIZZAY TIZZLE NINCOMPOOPS SHOUT RAMBLE SCREE'* KARKAT: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. *BLAH BLISTA BEMOAN BLAH BLIZZAH GOSSIP-HUNGRY LOBOTOMY HOBBIZZLE* KARKAT: *SHOUT YIZZAY SCREECH HOLLA BRAINLESS MOBBIN' YAMMERTWATS*

VRISKA: Oh god dogg. VRISKA so you betta run and grab yo glock: Whiznat be he trippin' on a8out now and my money on my mind?

TEREZI: Chill as I take you on a trip. SIZZAY L1K3 H3 Y3LL1NG 4T D4V3 4ND JOHN 4BOUT SIZNOM3TH1NG

VRIZNISKA: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. So, John 8een hizzle fo` all of fizzay minutes, n he already trippizzle Karkat tirade siren?

TEREZI: H3 NOT 4CTU4LLY 4NGRY TEREZI: H3'S 3MB4RR4SS3D 4BOUT SIZZLE TEREZI: MY 34R 1S F1N3LY TIZZY TA TH3 4LL VIZZY NU4NC3S

VRIZZISKA: Em8arrasze'? A8out wizzy? VRIZNISKA: Thizzay he might ACTIZZLE 8e 8ent out of shape motherfucka tha fact that he not leada anymore in all flavas?

TEREZI: NO W4Y TEREZI: 1T SIZZY V3RY P3RSON4L

VRIZNISKA: I shot calla if John 8een crack-a-lackin` what tha deal be wit him n Dave? You gotta check dis shit out yo. VRIZNISKA: John was pretty nosy, if I recall.

TEREZI: 1 TH1NK 1T MIZZY3 L1K3LY D4V3 1S J-TO-THA-IZZUST R4MBL1NG S4NS F1LT3R 4G41N

VRISKA: Yeah, he dizzle do thiznat a lot, doesn't he. Tru niggaz do niggaz. VIZZY: Hey, as long as wizzay spendin' each otha to secrecy on S-T-to-tha-izzuff, make A8SOLUTELY sure thizney neva know I said dis, 8ut puttin tha smack down... VRIZNISKA n shit: He n Karkat... VRISKA: Be KIND of adora8le?? VRIZZAY: 'n whateva quadrant that whole situation settled 'n. VRISKA: Im crazy, you can't phase me. I don't know, it nizzy of my 8usiness really. I just neva would have guesze'!

TERIZZLE: 4GR33D TEREZI: 1 GU3SS W3 STUCK TA OURS3LV3S MIZZLE TEREZI: 4ND ROS3 4ND K4N4Y4 W3R3 4LL... YIZZY KNIZZOW TEREZI: Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. SO TH4T L3FT TH3M 4ND TH31R CUT3 M-4-Y-TO-THA-IZZOR S1D3K1CK TA... TEREZI: SORT TH1NGS OUT 4MIZZLE 34CH OTH3R? W1THOUT 1NT3RF3R3NC3 FRIZZAY 4 BIZZLE OF CR4ZIZZLE FIZZAY UP G1RLS TEREZI ridin' in mah double R: 1'M H4PPIZZAY FOR TH3M TEREZI to increase tha peace: 4ND... FO` M3 TOO TEREZI cuz its a doggy dog world: 1F YOU H4DN'T B33N 4ROUND, 1 H4V3 4 F33L1NG 1 WOULD H4V3 GOTT3N SUCK3D 1NTO SIZNOM3 W31RD BULLSH1T W1TH BOTH OF TH3M

VRIZZLE ya dig? S-to-tha-izzounds rizzay. VRISKA paper'd up: Guess that one more 8ullet dodge', thanks ta yours trulizzle!

TEREZI: GIZNU3SS SO! TEREZI ya dig? (G33K)

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