#two lizards in love 💕

[anaxocs]

ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇ ʀᴇᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴀʏ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ!

ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ sᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ!

Porcelain Face - 4 Door Theater

Parson has accomplished many things. She acquired her unique magic at an early age and had been training it ever since. At the age of seven, she was taught how to handle different weaponry and was able to fend for others and herself.

And yet,

‘I AM SO STRESSED OVER THIS BIRTHDAY GIFT!!!’

She's found herself fussing over a gift in her room.

Multiple crumpled paper was thrown into the trash can along with pencil shavings with how many pencils Parson has broken. The aforementioned girl continued to brainstorm ideas for a gift for her supposedly self proclaimed rival, Drake.

She could probably just give him a gift card and be done with it but the boy had previously given her a lovely gift on her birthday, so it was only fair she returns the favor. Maybe there was another underlying reason but who knows for sure.

Parson quietly messes up her unbraided hair in frustration, Antos already in deep sleep beside her. She sighed and thought to herself, whoever could help her with the gift before a lightbulb appeared beside her head.

“Pear Blossoms, it is 2 A.M. on a Saturday.”

Sun's tired voice answering the phone made the chameleon froze in her seat.

“... It's what.”

“2 A.M.- you know what, just call me back later during lunchbreak or something. I'm getting my beauty sleep.”

The tired boy quickly hung up while Parson was cursing to herself in her hands for not paying attention to the time and taking so long in deciding a gift.

“Alright, what's your emergency?”

Sun spoke into his phone as he sits at a table with Mital beside him. Parson, who's on the other side, took a deep breath before saying everything in one take.

“So, say you have to get a gift for someone who you barely know but you care about them a lot cause they've been with you for a long time and you admire them quite a bit but you just don't know what to get them so now you're stuck in your room, pondering? What would you do?”

“Right, well. Pardon my language but who the fuck?”

The green-haired beastmangirl chuckled nervously at Sun's question. Hesitantly, she answered. “He's um, in Diasomnia?”

The beauty paused before slowly turning his head just enough to see the Diasomnia students, crossing off unfamiliar ones and landing on a rather crude red-haired dragon munching on his food.

Sun turns away before stating his judgement which made Parson sighs. “You can do better than that.”

“Are you helping me or not?”

Sun sighs in frustration, pinching between his furrowed brows. The chameleon can be so insufferable sometimes.

He takes a moment to think before responding.

“Flowers can mean different things and they're generally given to show appreciation anyway.”

“If he's given you something before, maybe try to reciprocate that with something that you find personal?”

Parson pondered for a moment.

“Hm.. Oh! Sun, I have another favor.”

Drake stood by the NRC entrance gate, impatiently fiddling with his hands and his tail swinging from one side to another in a hurry. He was called by Parson to sit there for a few minutes till she arrives.

He had been pacing around the entrance for 15 minutes and he was now beginning to doubt that she was coming. However, he knows her better than that. She wouldn't pull some kind of weird, cruel prank out of nowhere. But what would she want?

“Drake!”

The aforementioned boy jolted in surprise. Hearing his name suddenly being called, he turned around to see Parson holding a few items in her hands.

The red-haired dragon wasted no time to be beside his "rival's" side. They awkwardly stared at one another and exchanged greetings before the chameleon girl extends out a decent-sized bouquet she was holding.

“Um, these are for you...”

“Flowers?”

“Yeah..! A friend of mine gave me the idea.. They hold special meanings that I think suits you so..”

Drake looks at the variety of flowers which Parson had carefully assorted into a bouquet.

Multiple satin flowers and variegated tulips fills the center of the bouquet while weeping willows are peeking from the bottom and wisterias surrounding all the flowers. Drake looked at it in awe, it wasn't the prettiest thing he's seen that would be Parson but he appreciated the thought that went into the gift.

Parson remembered her other present. She reveals a small box in her hand, the cover was neatly decorated with blue felt and looked almost as a ring box. She extends the box to Drake, avoiding his gaze.

The latter stared at the box for a few minutes before gently taking it off of Parson's hand which intertwined back into her lap once the box is off her hand. The inside held a beautifully hand carved silver charm of a moon.

“This was a.. limited time charm from.. a shop belonged to my friend's mother..”

“I have a matching sun brooch. So I just thought you'd like it...”

Parson's brown eyes was on Drake the whole time as he admired the accessory. Feeling self-conscious, she offered to take back the charm if he didn't like it which she was met with a loud protest which further made Drake stumble in his words.

“Uh, I mean, you've gone through such lengths, it would be rude for someone as great as me to not accept!”

Parson had to take a moment to process before letting out a quiet giggle into her hand as Drake felt his face heat up.

“I hope you like them.”

Parson's soft smile and genuine words made Drake's heart skip a beat. He quickly snapped out of his trance and panics.

“Oh wow, would you look at the time!! You should get back, I'm sure you have important pretty business— PRETTY IMPORTANT BUSINESS to do!!!!”

He continued to push Parson out of the gate despite her protests and she finally leaves begrudgingly with a pout on her face.

The red haired dragon sighed as he quickly return back to the school building.

Drake entered his room, deciding to go to his club activity's after getting changed.

He gently placed the bouquet of flowers on his bedside table and flopped face first on his bed. He had hung the moon charm on the chains of his belt and us now tired out from the birthday celebration.

His mind wanders back to his interaction with Parson, being reminded of her having the dragon charm on the handle of her sheathed sword. For the 10th time today, his face heats up and he ends up screaming into his pillows while kicking his feet out of serotonin.

Just thinking of her cute face drives him nuts.

i hope this little fic cheers mee maw up due to recent events Drake and Mital belongs to @anaxocs

[serendippertyy]

🎅🦌 special delivery from your secret santa, @cartoon-lizard !! 🎄🎁

Idk if you know this but I don't play around when it comes to these two and I was so ready to pour my heart and soul into this one!!

I loved all your prompts and suggestions, I really tried to incorporate as many as I could into one big piece, including keeping all the lovey dovey song suggestions in mind to set the tone! I also managed to sneak the everyday vinyl in there, and those are the music notes swirling around them!! (I hope those are semi accurate, I don't know anything about sheet music haha) plus added in their wings as my own personal touch, I'm a total wing lover 😹 <3

I used lots of references and redid this like 6 times lol, but I really wanted to be happy with it before I gave it away!! ;w;

hope you like it and happy holidays!!!! 🪰🪽💜🖤

(also a big thanks to @imnotgrimimjustagrumpyreaper for hosting! i am a veryy anxious person and always skip out on events but I am so happy I pushed myself to enter this one, I forget how good it feels to bond over a shared interest by creating something you're proud of! 😊😊💕)

[angelbaby-fics]

chloe! it’s bear! 🥹❤️

i have to go on anon since i can’t ask from my side blog! 🥺

i love your stucky stories and i was wondering if i can request stucky taking their little to the zoo and their little wanting to run off and look at all the animals!

thank you and i hope it’s not too much 🥺 -🐻

Zoo Adventure

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: Hihi bear!!!! I'm so happy to see you!!! I combined this request with another in my inbox as well as an idea I've had for literally 2 years now about baby surprising daddies with pictures from a photobooth 😅 well better late than never hehe 💕 And I think this came out pretty adorable if I do say so myself so I hope you guys enjoy!! 💕

Your heart was practically pounding out of your chest as the car pulled into the zoo parking lot. You weren’t even sure if you could stand to wait the few moments it would take for Bucky to get out of his seat and unbuckle you from yours. You knew you had to be in one of your daddies’ arms as long as you were in the parking lot, but it took all of your energy not to bolt straight for the entrance gates. Steve and Bucky shared a proud grin as they each held one of your hands. 

You could hardly decide who you’d visit first. The entrance branched off into three different pathways, lions on the left, rhinos to the right, and monkeys down the middle.You stood in the center of the pathways, looking around with wide eyes until you were suddenly hoisted up into Steve’s arms. 

“Where do you wanna start, pumpkin?” He asked. 

“I dunno!” You answered. “I wanna see everything!”

“Well how about we start with the lions over here, and we make our way around?” Bucky suggested.

“You promise we’re gonna see them all?” You questioned. 

“Of course, angel,” Steve replied. 

“Don’t wanna leave anybody out.” You said softly. You were always looking out for others, whether it was your friends, your toys, or the animals at the zoo. Your daddies adored how considerate you were. 

To help you feel better, the three of you waved and blew kisses at the other animals you could see down the other paths, letting them know you’d be back to see them too as you made your way towards the lion cage. 

A big old lion with a giant mane and a grumpy face lumbered out into the grass of the habitat. He reminded you of Bucky in the mornings when he was growing out his hair. Past the lions was a hutch full of tortoises, and they reminded you of Bucky too. 

Steve and Bucky took turns carrying you in their arms, neither one of them ever getting tired of course. Sure, you could make your way on your own, but they loved to spoil you in every way. Plus, you could get the best views of all the animals this way, never having to stand on your tiptoes just to see over the fence. The only time you were ever on the ground was in the reptile house, where you had to crouch down to see some of the snakes and lizards in their little habitats. Steve prefered to stand outside for that exhibit.

You laughed as penguins raced each other across the pool, squealing every time one leapt out of the water. The elephants trumpeted just like in the movies, and the monkeys jumped around their cages, swinging from rope and vine like your best friend Peter. 

As the sun grew higher in the sky, there was no better time for a lunchtime picnic. The zoo had a plaza with a seating area, a little cafe, and a big shiny merry-go-round. Bucky chuckled to himself when he caught you staring longingly at the carousel. Steve was unpacking your lunches from the bag he’d brought, sandwiches for each of you and little baggies of vegetables and fruits. Finally he pulled out two big water bottles, and - uh oh -

“Oh, baby, I think we left your sippy cup at home!” He said, looking up at you apologetically. 

How were you supposed to eat your lunch without your milk or a juicebox? But Bucky came to the rescue with a perfect idea. 

“Why don’t you two take a turn on the carousel, I’ll go see what the cafe has for the little one. How about that?”

“Yes yes yes!” You answered, already dragging Steve towards the merry-go-round attendant before he could even reply. 

You circled the base of the carousel to find the perfect animal to ride on, ultimately deciding on a majestic zebra. Steve stood at your side, keeping his arm protectively around your waist throughout the ride to make sure you never lost your balance as your noble steed carried you up and down, around and around. When the adventure came to a stop, he picked you up off the zebra and carried you back to the table where Bucky was waiting with a carton of chocolate milk. 

You happily ate your lunch, telling your daddies between bites what your favorite animals were so far and which ones you were most excited to see next. After a while, however, Steve and Bucky started to talk about boring grown up stuff, and your mind began to wander as you finished up your lunch. 

That's when it caught your eye, something that tempted you even more than the carousel, or the animals, or even the gift shop. You grabbed your coin purse and headed off on your mission, Steve and Bucky too engrossed in their conversation to notice. 

At least for about 15 seconds, but by then it was too late. You were out of their sight, and the panic welled up in each of them like an erupting volcano. Wordlessly, they sprang into action, splitting up to look for you in the most efficient way. Steve circled the carousel, his heart dropping as he scanned each animal and found every one vacant. Bucky went back to the cafe, maybe you’d finished your chocolate milk and tried to go back for seconds, but no luck there either. You couldn’t have gone that far, and you definitely would never leave the zoo on your own, but being who they were, there was always the fear in the back of your daddies’ minds that someone would target you to get to them. 

They didn’t even want to give that notion a second thought. After clearing the cafe and the carousel, Steve and Bucky met back up at your table to make sure you hadn’t come back, before widening their search. They were about to find a zoo employee to help them when suddenly, a mechanical whirring caught their attention. Both their heads snapped over to the source of the noise, and they were just in time to see a strip of photos fall out of one of the photobooths in the zoo plaza - a strip of photos of you.

The breath they’d each been holding let out as you pulled back the curtain and stumbled back out into the daylight. You were surprised to see your daddies there waiting for you, expecting them to still be at your table

“Oh hi daddies!” You said cheerfully, reaching over to retrieve your pictures. “Looky! I got a present for you!”

You tore the photo strip in half, handing one section to Steve and the other to Bucky, but they just stood in stunned silence. 

“Baby…” Bucky whispered, crouching down to embrace you with all his strength. 

“You like your present, Baba?” You asked, your voice muffled in Bucky’s shirt. 

“We love them, angel,” Steve answered, “But please, don’t ever run off without telling us where you’re going, okay? You made Daddy and Baba very scared.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.” You said, disappointed in yourself. You hadn’t even realized you were misbehaving, too wrapped up in surprising your daddies with your special gift to realize you hadn’t thought through your plan all that well. 

Bucky let you go with a kiss on your cheek, and you kissed him back, and Steve as well. 

“Thank you for apologizing, baby,” Bucky said, “And thank you for the present. We love it, angel.”

Bucky put the photos of you smiling at the camera in the front pocket of his wallet where he could always look at your angelic face whenever he needed to. Steve put the photos in his shirt pocket, vowing to put it in his compass as soon as he got home. 

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

I guess Idia joins in with the 'Malleus is nothing but trouble club' I love to see him actually slap the literal dragon.

It takes a problem child (Idia and/or Rollo) to know a problem child (Malleus)💀 As much as Idia detests what Rollo did, there’s now another commonality between those two big bros with dead little brothers.. being against Malleus. LOOK, THEY EVEN UTTER THE EXACT SAME DECLARATION OF WAR AGAINST THE LIZARD ("Just you wait… Malleus Draconia!").

I wouldn’t describe myself as Team Idia by any means (though book 7 is making me like him quite a bit more), but I’m totally siding with him and Rollo on this matter. Hey, Idia… buddy… if you need a support unit to take down the OP dragon boss, hmu and I’ll borrow a bat from Deuce or something 😇 Teamwork makes the dream (heh) work 💕/j

[anaxocs]

sᴏ ᴄᴜᴛᴇ!!!

ᴅʀᴀᴋᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇғɪɴɪᴛᴇʟʏ sᴛʀᴜɢʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ɪɢɴᴏʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ!

tfw your bf gives you a taste of your own medicine

i probably need to stop drawing them soon but today is definitely not "soon"

based off the scenario shrimpy and i had where drake ignores parson as revenge and in turn, they have a role reversal moment <3

this is the end of the scenario where parson is grumpy that he ignored her LMAO

drake belongs to @anaxocs

[cocogum]

My honest reactions of episodes 5 and 6 (part 2)

PART 1 : HERE

(‼️ SEASON 4 SPOILERS ‼️)

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Okay I just HAD to devote the full Alibert inn scene from episode 5 here CUZ WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT YUGO GOING BACK TO EMELKA!! I know I already mentioned Chibi and Grougal (as well as the tree Tofu tower) in part 1 but part 2 will basically be about all the rest of the inn scene cuz tumblr couldn’t let me have more than ten images per post (I know the site apparently lets u have more but I always use the phone for it so shush.)

But first, we finally get to see Alibert again after all those years 💕

Alibert. Sweetie. Baby. You can take care of two (technically four) kids with the addition of a freaking INN, you COOK for the customers, AND, ON TOP OF ALL THAT, you’re the MAYOR of EMELKA, that same place where you run the inn and take care of your adopted sons.

You do much more than just “taking care of an inn”, you got three jobs AND you’re still sane. You’re three in one, a whole package, props to you king. He’s such a boss ass man I love him 💕💕

NAH MAN

Not these ppl trying to avoid the inflation 😭😭 I don’t blame them tho. I would’ve said the same thing lol.

(Also is the wine a call back to Gustavio? Plz it would be so funny if the reason why Alibert is angry is cuz these ppl are saying how “bad” it is just so the prices can stay the same but also because he’s mad that they’re calling Gustavio’s wine “disgusting” even if they were all just trying to make him not raise the prices!)

Love how Yugo doesn’t say that same shit to Ruel after all those years of cooking for his ass and never getting anything from him.

Like even the whole Brotherhood calls Ruel a “cheapskate” but the only time where we see Yugo say that same shit is when he says that to his own CUSTOMERS?!?

Gurl bye Yugo’s such a silly little hypocrite!! 😭😭

OMG THE WHOLE FAMILY’S BACK TOGETHER!!

Adamaï get your stupid lizard ass over here.

It’s been so long since I’ve seen these two just laughing and hugging like this 💕💕💕

Also, Ankama tried being very slick with Az and his wife.

Nah cuz how can you not see these two and not think about Yugo and Amalia?? Does the thought never come to mind or what??

They literally give off the same energy, how did no one say anything before???!!?

THESE LITTLE TOFUS ARE OBVIOUSLY A SILLY PARALLEL TO THESE TWO AND NO ONE CAN TELL ME OTHERWISE.

Okay now the next part of the Alibert inn scene is very important to me so listen.

Recently, I came scrolling on @moths-are-better’s recent posts about Yugo and I came up on the one where he drinks the “milk” that was in the cup in the scene below.

But like-

@moths-are-better STOP LYING TO YOURSELF THIS IS CLEARLY WINE!!!

Look at all the other people drinking in the inn before they left: they all had that same kind of cup, insinuating that they were drinking wine (and also cuz they confirmed it was wine while trying to avoid any possible future inflations with Alibert).

I just love how Ankama deliberately shows us small scenes like this to remind us that Yugo can do adult things even though he looks like a kid. Because THIS is one of those scenes! Just look at how Alibert quietly pulls the cup of wine away from Yugo as soon as the guy starts ranting about his problems.

That’s clearly not milk lol I just love your delusions @moths-are-better 💕💕

But not only did this scene made me realize that nothing can stop Yugo from doing adult things despite how he looks, it also helped me realize that Yugo is the type to only drink when he’s having problems. We clearly see him about to drink more while ranting to Alibert before he carefully pulls the wine away from Yugo cuz he KNOWS Yugo would drink more just for that.

That level of attention to detail is amazing and I’m so glad I managed to catch up to the hints early on.

Alibert be looking like Yugo’s bartender AND therapist in just that moment alone lol

Ngl I would’ve loved to see a drunk Yugo if he had been able to drink more before Alibert intervened.

‼️ EVERYONE ‼️

👏 BE👏 LIKE 👏 ALIBERT 👏 ❤️❤️

This is making me wanna have kids too man….

His caring and calming attitude towards Yugo and the way he just treats him, cares for him, and acts like a responsible parent during all these years really makes me wanna do the same thing someday. Alibert is so good at his job(s) that he’s even beating a freaking goddess. Let that sink in. (actually any good parent like Alibert would beat the Eliatrope goddess’ parenting easily lol)

Alibert is genuinely so sweet, patient, thoughtful, and understanding of Yugo. Like even though he just heard Yugo say he finally found his true family, Alibert doesn’t take his words as insults and would rather just let him spill out all of his words to him.

When I said I missed these two like this, I really meant it. This inn is not only where Yugo was raised in but it’s also Yugo’s comfort place.

My ass knows this is foreshadowing.

It just knows.

Older Yugo where u at? We need to talk.

Ankama’s gonna ruin this family and laugh about it while eating some croissants.

[rayroseu]

RAY RAY RAY HAPPY NEW YEAR TO THE DIASONMIA FAMILY PAINTER AJAKAKAKSKWK WHOOOOO MAY YOU HAVE A BELATED NEW YEAR AND FRESH EXPERIENCES!!!!

ALSO I SAW SOMETHING AND WENT MALLEUS SO HERE YOU ARE

I feel like he loves holding his sweetheart, anywhere and everywhere. Fingers silently slipping into yours when you two sit side by side…. Leaning his head on your shoulder or onto your head….. hugging you from the back when both of you are hanging out tgt…..

*malleus reading this ask*

HAPPIEST NEWEST YEAR TOO CERU✨✨💖✨💕✨💕✨💖✨💖✨ I wish this year Caters you the most loveliest and enjoyable memories ✨💖✨💖 🧡🧡🧡 also good food and great sleep 💗💗💕💕💖💕💖very important to take care of yourself ~~✨✨✨✨

ALSO WHEEWW hitting me already with a malleus brainrot🫣🫣???? your starting my year strongf fr‼️‼️💖💗💕💗💕💗💗💕 that lizard is holding his dear life lol sjdjss AND THE LITTLE DRABBLE!!!! AAAARGHH im melting 🥹🥹💖💗💕💝💕💝💕 hugging malleus is MY dream💖💖💖

[anaxocs]

Oᴍɢ ᴏᴍɢ ᴏᴍɢ ᴘᴀʀʜᴏᴏᴅ! ɪᴛ's ᴛʜᴇᴍ! ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴀʙɪᴇs! ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ sᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴛᴡɪɴ ғʟᴀᴍᴇ!!! 😭💕

𝓟𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓶 🎭 𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰

ꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴀʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴜ (Parson belongs to @originalcharaycters / @plushiesssforcrying and Drake belongs to @anaxnee / @anaxocs …)

Drake couldn’t recall a day that he hadn’t heard her voice—

Any and every time he fell asleep, she was there—

Singing.

Ever since his childhood, he’d been subjected to the haunting melody…

It used to make him mad, too.

He’d absolutely hated hearing that song over and over again.

Now, though—

It was strangely comforting to him.

So much had changed in his life, yet— She was still there.

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It all started in the summer.

The air was thick, and it hung heavy, leaving those unfortunate enough to be outside saturated in sweat. Drake was one of those unfortunate people, the P.E coach was in a particularly enthusiastic mood.

Sometimes, Drake hoped Crowley would be gracious enough to talk to Coach Vargas— This wasn’t exercise, it was torture, but whatever-

After the twelfth lap, as embarrassing as it was to admit—

He passed out.

He wasn’t the only one, either, so it’s not like he was weak or anything!!!

He thrived on heat, but even for him—

That day, the warmth was unbearable.

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She was singing that song again, and upon second glance, she looked rather familiar…

Drake sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“Why do you always sing the same thing?” He grumbled, not really expecting an answer.

It was a dream, after all—

Always the same as las—

“A good song is a good song, no matter how often someone sings it.”

Drake gaped, his eyes flying open in surprise.

“You speak!!!”

He exclaimed, his tone laden with shock.

The girl rolled her eyes, and Drake studied her face for a moment, his brows furrowed.

“Why wouldn’t I be able to speak? Obviously, I’m capable of speech, given I sing…”

She—

She had a point.

Drake gnawed the inside of his cheek, his eyes narrowed in thought.

“Fine, then. Can I have your name, Miss Mysterious Singer?”

The girl smiled at him sweetly, and Drake’s cheeks burned—

She was cute—

“No.”

SHE WAS SO UNCUTE !!!!

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He woke to the sound of yelling.

Coach Vargas was getting told off by the castle’s maid, who didn’t appreciate the extra mess.

He stood up, glancing at the blue haired woman, and the muscular coach, before flashing a peace sign, and leaving—

He’d rather not get in the middle of that —

The next class was fortunately, far less taxing— It was just History, with Professor Trein.

He could probably nap, actually—

Trein’s class wasn’t hard.

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“Shouldn’t you be studying right now?”

The girl asked, and Drake was thrown off by the question.

“Shouldn’t you be singing right now? You know, instead of asking me about school n stuff—“

The girl’s cheeks went crimson and before he knew it, one of his cheek’s matched—

Maybe, he deserved that, but before he could decide if he did or not—

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He was woken by a loud meow, and it was with much irritation, that he met the gaze of Lucius, the professor’s familiar.

“Mr. Redhood. Would you care to answer question three?”

Drake stared at the Professor blankly, before frantically rushing to open his book—

The professor sighed, his features twisted in exasperation.

“If you are feeling unwell, then I suggest you go see the Nurse. I did hear about the disaster that was P.E today. I would also recommend you icing that cheek of yours.”

Drake nodded, his expression falling in confusion—

Ice his cheek…?

Wait!! That would mean !!!

“Thank you, professor.”

Professor Trein nodded, waving Drake off in a clear dismissal.

Drake fought back his grin, allowing it to slip on his face, only after he was out of the classroom.

The Nurse let him lay down, which was just perfect—

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“You’re real!!!” He shouted, pointing at the girl.

She raised a brow, her expression unimpressed.

“Congratulations. Your deductive abilities are astounding.”

He frowned, crossing his arms in irritation. “Oh, come on!!! Don’t be like that!!! I’ve thought you were a figment of my imagination for years!!”

The girl snorted, rolling her eyes, as she gave him a glare without any real heat behind it—

“Yes, well— You only just bothered to speak to me, so that’s kind of on you. Not only that, but the first thing you did was question my taste in music. Forgive me, if I’m not exactly thrilled.”

He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, offering her an apologetic smile, as that was all true—

“Sorry, yeah? When you phrase it like that… I sound kinda like a jerk.”

To his surprise, she shook her head, a small smile forming on her face. “Not a jerk, no— Just an idiot.”

His brow twitched.

“I think I’d rather be mean than stupid.”

She shrugged.

“Not everyone gets what they want in life.”

He frowned, his expression falling some—

“Yeah… You’re right.”

The girl looked up at him, after that, her expression softening some.

“Hey, I was ju—“

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The nurse woke him up, telling him that classes for the day were over, and he frowned.

That was a bit disappointing…

He was sure, he was about to get an apology or something like that!!!

It was with great disappointment that he returned to Diasmonia’s dormitory. He entered his room, and flopped onto the bed, hoping that he’d fall asleep—

He didn’t.

He’d probably slept too much throughout the day or something.

That was so irritating!

He opted to pass the time scrolling through Magicam—

Huh..? He got a follower?

…Parson…

Hmm.

He clicked follow back, and his expression fell—

This account is private: request to follow ?

He pressed ‘yes’ , his interest piqued—

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“Welcome back, Snoozles.”

Drake’s eyes narrowed at the nickname, and he brought a hand to his chest in mock offence.

“Snoozles?! Man, what did I do to deserve this?!”

Her lips twitched and his heart soared at the shift in her expression.

She’d almost smiled !!!

“Hmm, let’s think. Ah, yes. Miss Mysterious Singer…”

Drake rolled his eyes, gesturing to her teasingly. “Well you refused to tell me your name, sooo—!

Her eyes widened, and she averted her gaze, her cheeks tinged pink.

“Oh, I did… Alright, fine. My name is—“

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Drake swore when he was woken up, earning a surprised chortle from Lilia.

“Ufufu? Good dream, I take it? You wouldn’t wake for anything..”

Drake’s cheeks warmed at Lilia’s jest, and he shrugged in response.

“Um… Kind of, yeah.”

His phone buzzed from its spot on his bed, and man—

He wished he could just melt into the floor!!!

This was awkward as hell…

Lilia chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.

“Ah, to be young again. Get ready, it won’t be good if you’re late, and… I have a feeling you may want to check your phone.”

Lilia gave him a knowing smile, before leaving the dorm—

Drake stared after him for a moment in confusion, before sighing, and glancing at his phone—

Parson has accepted your request.

[✉︎ One new message !!!]

Parson: Hey, Snoozles. It looks like our conversation got cut short— You go to NRC, right? Meet me at the field for flying lessons. BEFORE CLASS.

Drake reread the text, suddenly feeling very awake. He hurried to get ready, leaving the dorms in a rush to get to the field in time—

There was no way he’d be late.

[sh1-n0bu]

HI AUTHORR I LOVE YOUR WORKS SO FRICKING MUCH ITS SO UNIQUE SO I HAD TO SHARE WHEN I GOT AN IDEA FOR STUDYING DRAGON ANATOMY PT 3? ,(maybe it totally your choice to do it queen )

So I have an idea where reader is going on holiday let say for about 1 or 2 months on a business trip and she has to leave her dragon s/o behind for that period of time and well i can tell that hes grown fond of her and super clingy thnks of her as a mate etc soo inlove with her so imagine how he will take the news of you leaving him! just imagine his stoic demeanor cracking as he gives you puppy dog eyes and starts pathetically tearing up, either begging you to not go or at least let him come with you .BUT I THINK HES WORRIED OF DEALING WITH HIS HEAT CYCLE ALONE AGAIN…since she left he was struggling with his heat cycle so badly that he developed a separation anxiety thingY (I forgot what its called but now hes super possessive and clingy of you) and goes feral without her touch. he feels like hes gonna loose it , he needs you sooo bad to the point hes sobbing and slowly starts to loose it because clearly he needs your touch to feel relieved .. as soon as reader arrives from her trip with cute souvenirs and yummy foreign snacks reader is greeted with a overgrown lizard dashing straight toward her and entrapping her in a bone crushing hug pleading hungry eyes meeting her surprised ones she could sense the possessiveness and horniness seeping from him..aand im gonna leave he rest to your genius and amazing mind

💓💕💗💖

Bonus of sub dragon s/o getting jealous if she mentions any male friends she made and during nsfw tail pulling and horn touching ,( I've heard they r sensitive 🤭)

AND DONT REMEMBER THIS IS Completely YOUR CHOICE TO DO I DONT WANT TO PRESSURISE YOU INTO ANYTHING YOU DONT WANT TO DO!!!💖💗💕💓💋💝💞 (im just hungry 😭)

HIIIIIIIEIIEIRNDJWJJFNEJFJEJ IM ONLY SEEING MY INBOXES NOW

but for the dragon fic,,,,,,,,, idk currently i have absolutely ZERO ideas if i were to continue the fic. like all of my brain juices are finished with the duo fic. i mean i can maybe add one or two more parts to it but it would probably just have the same fingering vent thing and it would get very old very fast yknow????? so i MAY continue it but im genuinely out of new ideas for the fic. but if i am going to continue it, i will add ur ideas luv<33

[ladypiscesmoon]

LAST PART MATT BOMER/JONATHAN BAILEY/questions part 3

This is the last part of the q&a for Matt and Jonathan. Sorry it took me so long, but I was a lot of work.

Tomorrow I will put the list of readings on here, so everyone can see what to expect in the coming weeks

*alleged/for entertainment purposes*

22. Hey dear i've got questions for Matt & Jonny reading😘: has jonny become reluctant to be with Matt or show him affection?

Answer: Four of cups reversed, the chariot, ace of coins

No, not at all. He will always hold a torch for Matt. But Matt knows what Jonathan wants. He is not going to push him to make a decision. he knows what the relationship could be and focuses on his own career and life.

23. i somehow think Simon(matt's husband) is a male equivalent to Lizard chambers(armie's evil ex wife)! He kinda gives me weird and sly vibes?

Answer: I pulled six cards: two for the past, two for the present, two for the future (Pantheon deck, telepathy oracle cards): past: goal, observe/present: triumph, moment/ future:inducement, confusion

I don't get the same vibes from Simon, like I get from Elizabeth (Armie's ex). But I have been feeling him trying to be in control. Past Simon was also goal oriented and like to stay in control of his emotions, but without a shadow of a doubt, he loves Matt. At the moment he relives very much a lot of good memories and likes to remind Matt of those special moments as well. In future he will understand he's got to talk about the difficult stuff if they want to go forward together.

24. Saying this,will matt ever have the courage of letting him go or getting a divorce?

Answer: I think I have answered that a few times. I did not pull for it again. The energy changes all the time because they have not really talked about stuff and they have a long history and Matt goes back and forth in his mind. Earlier this year I thought for sure Matt was going to end it and I still think this is heading in that direction. There's love, but they seem to have lost the sparkle and the connection and he feels that connection with Jonathan instead.

25.do you think during the recent campaigning in NY did they like had any intimate moments off screen obviously? Or they just tried to be just friends?

Answer: panther oracle: perseverance, friendship, overload, cosmic insights: give it time, they'll be back

definitely know both they don't want to be just friends. At the Emmy's there was a lot going on, so other than the things we saw I don't think they could have a moment, but a quick word here and there. But I do strongly feel they are in contact often and hold less back in their affection than when they're in public.

the picture below is for question 22-25

26. do/ will they miss eachother as strongly as they did?

Answer: telepathy oracle cards; observe, enlightenment, confusion, link

Yes, they do. The feelings are not fading, but Matt is confused sometimes and they have to overcome obstacles

27. do you think they've ever talked about their feelings for each other? (Off screen i mean) Thank u😘💕

Answer: I have pulled for this before. Yes, they have. Especially Jonathan has been very vocal about what he wants.

28. Isn't every time they're gonna meet super hard for them?

Answer: I feel overall a lot of joy when they meet, but Matt is the one that needs to be reassured, he's very afraid to lose everything and Jonathan too in the process of things. But Jonathan is not going anywhere if Matt wants him to stay (picture below needs no explanation in my opinion)

29. Could you pull out a card if you see Matt Jonathan working again with Ron nyswaner(writer/showrunner of fellow travelers )

Doesn't seem so at the moment

30. Matt 2/3 days back liked this video on Instagram also confirms that all is not like before and he’s really really trying to make the connection work. Where do you see this marriage heading??? Will Jonathan’s presence strongly influence his decision coming months?even though Jonny lives in another country! Becoz seeing this video⬇️ Matt liked only makes your reading (old one)true that he’s the one holding on to the marriage(and the honour gala for them as a couple next month only puts pressure to hold on that image)

Link : https://www.instagram.com/reel/C_cglQgN1UN/?igsh=ZTR3aTYxNmYzb24z

Answer: I think I have answered your question already by pulling cards for similar questions. And because this post took a while, I'm not sure if the liking of the video is really relevant anymore.

31. Do you see wedding/engagement for Jonathan with someone else (without that person being Matt?)

Yes/no oracle cards: No (heavy energy, blocked, weighed down by worry), situational oracle deck: date, cut down, death

At the moment: no. The energy felt really blocked around this topic. I think that's because he is not thinking about someone else at the moment. But, I said this before: he will not wait forever, so when I asked for some clarification I got date, cut down and death. He will date again at the least if things are not working out with Matt. but not at the moment

32. Jonathan Bailey is on the rise . JW rebirth stills and storyline came out and even the haters are shocked by how wrong they were to have judged him for being part of the movie.Literally him waiting for 35 years is all coming together now. do you think this superstardom will effect his friendship or whatever the term is to describe… with Matt or it will only make it stronger? Will he forget Matt or will Matt always be super special to him? what does cards say🙏

Answer:confession messages: learning, insecure, new beginnings, transparency

I don't feel he will leave Matt behind, he admires the man fervently. IIf anything he's sometimes insecure about being enough for him. I will not forget Matt, he feels like he has learned a lot from Matt and that Matt sees right through him.

33. Jonny’s health and then matts health . How is it going to be in the coming months ?

Answer: Matt: the empress reversed, ace of swords reversed, three of coins reversed

He seems to take poor care of himself. This mental tension is not good for his health, he may have symptoms like headaches, migraines, and an inability to focus.

Jonathan: knight of cups reversed, ace of cups reversed, four of cups: he seems to be a bit moody, maybe he was turned down for a role or something other that has to with work. He may feel emotionally a bit drained. Could be because he's working so hard.

34. as Jonathan is distancing himself do you think he will just give up and distance him from Matt completely just to protect his heart as times just going by fast?

Answer: Like I said in a previous answer, he will only "move on" if there's no chance of Matt choosing him. And this doesn't necessarily mean that he doesn't love the man anymore, just that he will back off if Matt asks him.

35. Do you ever (through the cards) Jonathan taking that huge step in wanting this relationship to go beyond this as hes been restraining a lot (the death card you posted in your last reading) and hiding it all in which is unlike him. Or he wud never ? Since that person is in a marriage. but according to your readings so far you did say they will eventually one day get together. The cards cud have said a FLAT NO but so far your readings said they wud but not anytime now.

Answer: I feel like I have answered this before as well. I can only pull so much and get the same answer. They're not in a relationship at the moment, because Matt is married. The feelings are there, and yes they're strong because they're soulmates and they could make it work. But unfortunately, sometimes loving someone is just not enough.

36. Are their feelings still the same?🥺 Do they still want eachother or just want to cling to this "just friends/brothers" thing?🥲(which is really lame cuz they've never been just friends,they've been waaay more than friends since they met)

Answer: I think I have already answered this through all the readings I have done for them. They don't think of each other as brothers, but yeah, would you say anything else if you were married to another man?

37. Jonathan baileys biggest pillar of strength is his grandmother. hope you cud take cards on how she’s doing health wise …

Answer: justice, the chariot reversed, six of wands

She may have had some setbacks or problems, but she is recovered or recovering. She has to take her health seriously though.

38. is Jonathan Bailey and Hugh skinner (British actor) dating? Becoz I see him everywhere with Jonny everywhere. And there are strong rumours as well. Could you take out cards on that?

Answer: No, they're not dating, they are friends

39. Matt just spoke in an interview for Emmy’s about Jonathan . The words he used were so emotional and too profound tbh for Jonathan and then he ended by saying “we are bonded for life because of this experience “ and suddenly as if he didn’t want ppl to take it in a romantic or shipping way he said “as brothers” and it felt really awkward coz if we’ve seen nothing looks like brothers offscreen as well. so cud you take cards on if he meant as brothers as in soldiers in arms which is understandable. Coz no one look at a brother like they way these two do offscreen. Could you take cards on this statement of him pls.?

Answer: From the blocks to love oracle: complaining, people pleasing, anger

Someone, or multiple people have complained about the way he behaves around Jonathan. He didn't want people to be angry, he doesn't like it when people are angry with him. He's a people pleaser at heart

40. has the distance made the heart grow even more fonder and stronger in this case (for Matt ?)

Answer: not necessarily fonder. His strong feelings scare him also. He's afraid that Jonathan could leave him if they would be together. He also fears the judgement of his inner circled fans if he leaves his husband (aren't they a sort of an icon?) I think he has abandonment issues or something like that, because he has some things from his past he has to resolve.

the picture below is for question 39/40

41. Who will tell it to the other that they are in love with the other person between Matt and Jonny.?

Jonathan has been very clear about his feelings for Matt:

42. how is matts relationship with his kids. Sometimes it feels like it’s becoz of them he doesn’t want to give up on the marriage?

what does the cards show regarding ⬇️⬆️

Answer: the hermit, the sun.

I think him being the calm, more retrospective parent, is good. Their relationship with him seems good, it makes me feel warm inside. (hence the sun, maybe?)

43. do you think the kids will be supportive in matts decision and do you see Matt finally choosing to walk away.

Answer: queen of cups, the magician, ten of cups

Should he get a divorce, they will understand in the end and be supportive because they love him very much.

44. yes you’ve said matts marriage is the obstacle for Matt Jonathan but do you think it’s how the kids wud react is what he’s most worried about in all this or it’s just the societal facade that wud all start crumbling down (coz they as a couple are kept on a pedestal in the LGBTQIA + community)

Answer: Think I answered this above. But I have to say I can feel it's one of the factors. Matt doesn't seem to take a decisions lightly anyway. but yes, breaking up a family isn't something you should take lightly. I understand why he's afraid.

45. Matt has been vocally thanking Simon his husband during his awards even now. But do you see (the cards) marriage sustaining the next year? Who do you think will finally take that step to be vocal that it’s over?

Answer: Would be really strange if he wouldn't support someone he has been with for the last decade or more. Anyway, I don't think Matt doesn't love his husband. It is possible to love someone but the relationship could have run its course. Anyway, I pulled a card from the mystical moon oracle. I've said this many times before: Timing is difficult in Tarot. So do with it what you may.

[multicolour-ink]

I have a couple things to comment on Azolla and Myo:

1) I love the idea of Baby Sonic being placed in a basket on the water to be found by Longclaw, not only does it parallel the beginning of Moses' story, but it could be another, albeit unconscious, reason for Sonic's fear of water, as it floated him away from his birth parents

2) What if Sonic's birth parents raised him on West Side Island? Because of the lizard bandits in pursuit of power, it led to the people of the island believing those who were different brought nothing but trouble, thus leading to the ostracization of one young fox born with two tails…

Azolla & Myo - Sonic's parents (movie verse)

Thank you very much for your kind comments 😊

Yes, exactly! The idea of Sonic having a fear of water because of some childhood trauma that he was too young to remember long term, is a concept I see used a lot, but it's just too good not to! It adds that more depth to the character.

Just to add something else to my own backstory for Sonic: the very earliest nightmares he had as a hoglet was seeing a hazy figure get further away from him, and then fall into the water. To this day he really hates to bring it up.

2. Now, for your question about Tails.

First, I really love your idea of the rumours of Sonic's power reaching Tails' village! I can only imagine the twisted stories that would have been created when Sonic was being pursued. As Longclaw had to keep Sonic hidden (and we see her tree house is pretty isolated) I imagine the two rarely saw anyone in person, if they could help it. If Longclaw desperately needed to go to civilisation for supplies, I imagine she would have left Sonic hidden, or put a disguise on them both so they wouldn't attract attention.

Naturally, these tales of a being with incredible power spread, and very quickly reached Tails' village. Considering that this village would be isolated (as described in the games - I think), the villagers came up with their own questions: What was this powerful being? Was it still around? Was it evil? Had it cursed the island, fated to strike any unsuspecting village of its wrath?

Then one day (coincidently the same day Longclaw sent Sonic to Earth), a little fox was born in the village. A fox with two tails.

Now, before I continue, I would like to point out that I have seen theories in the fandom that Tails was also abandoned by his parents for having two tails, on top of being bullied by the locals of his village. Whilst I can understand the bullying part, I refuse to believe that Tails' parents would ever treat him that way. Partly because it's too upsetting to think about that. And partly because all I can think about when it comes to Tails' relationship with his parents is the moments they have together in the Archie Comics.

Now just to stress, I have not read the Archie Comics in full, but I am aware of some key moments from them.

In the Archie Comics (SPOILERS AHEAD) Tails is born to Rosemary and Amadeus Prower. Due to circumstances, the then very young Freedom Fighters had to escort Rosemary to hospital, where she gave birth to Miles "Tails" Prower.

Sonic clearly points out to everyone in the room that the newborn has two tails, but Rosemary doesn't care about that in the slightest 😊 She's just happy that her son is safe 💕

Then not long after, Rosemary and Amadeus are separated from their son and end up on another planet (or dimension I'm not sure which) with no way to get back. This meant that Tails grew up not remembering his parents at all, until one day he was told the full story, and given a message from his parents.

They are trapped, but there is only love towards their son 💗

And then the family reunites in as wholesome a way as possible 🤗

Again, nothing is mentioned about Tails' tails! The parents don't care at all that he's abnormal. They never have. He's their son and they love him as he is 💗💗💗

Now, back to the movie verse. Obviously this is a completely different canon. We don't know if movie Tails' parents were similar, or they may have been different. But it's difficult to make judgements because the Archie comics is the most in depth depiction of the main character's parents we have so far.

So with that said, I imagine that Tails' parents in the movie verse would love him dearly as well. In fact, they would fight for him!

Here's my idea so far: If their village believed Tails was a curse, the leader would be the first to convince the couple that their kid was likely a result of a hex from this "destructive being", and the best thing to do would be to give him up so the village could be left alone.

Naturally, the parents are not happy about this. Rosemary (going by Archie names just for convenience) would tell the village leader to stick his curse up his 🍑 and nearly claw his face off.

They stay in their village, but the same bandits who killed Sonic's parents attack one night and destroy it, and Tails' parents are killed in the carnage.

Luckily, Tails survives, because Rosemary hid him in a part of their home that was well concealed from the bandits. He's found by a survivor, wailing with all he has.

He is reluctantly taken to the village orphanage, because as much as the village still blame him for what has happened, no one wants it on their conscious if they disposed of a baby, and besides: if this baby survived, surely that's a sign?

They are still cautious of the fox. And Tails grows up, never understanding why they all look at him different 🦊

[anaxocs]

ɪ sᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪs ᴍᴇʟᴛɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ 😭💕

"Apples! Let's spar!"

Drake happily bursts into the room, only to be met with Parson holding down her skirt below her knees due to her tail's size.

"Drake! Have you ever heard of knocking?!" Drake completely ignored Parson's yelling and instead looks star struck at her new look.

Parson had never been one to wear stuff like dresses or skirts due to them restricting her movements. However, Sun had sent her a bunch of his father's new clothing lines which consists of dresses and loose clothing.

The dragon boy's eyes lit up and he quickly trudged over to the chameleon, despite her loud protests for him to move back.

Drake pulled Parson closer by the waist and started peppering kisses on her face, adding comments about her new look in between them. The chameleon's nose scrunched up in retaliation but made no effort in stopping him.

In the end, Drake gave a longer kiss on the lips before pulling away to relish in his girlfriend's beauty with a smile.

"You're beautiful."

Parson only responded with burying her face on his chest, bright red from his display of affection.

Drake stared silently as Parson slept soundly on his chest. The chameleon girl had spent the night over in his dorm room for a late night study date and ended up having a sleepover.

Drake carefully pulled back an out of place strand of hair from Parson's face, giving him a more clear look on her sleeping face. He smiled and placed a chaste kiss on her hair when his phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the device from his bedside table to see a message from his clubmates saying there'll be a last minute club meeting. He groaned at the thought of having to leave his bed [and Parson] but what needs to be done, needs to be done.

The dragon boy tried to softly push his girlfriend aside so he could get up but his efforts was put to vain as the girl only held the boy closer to her, grumbling under her breath about being comfortable.

Drake's heart skipped a beat as he sighed and he ultimately succumbed into Parson's needs instead [as he always does].

This was more important anyway.

"This is the worst."

The red-haired boy groaned as he pulled the blankets closer to his body.

"Annie, can you make me some soup?"

"Hell no, I need to get shit done and as much as I'd like to research you, I am not dealing with..." Annie waved her hand up and down to asses the situation.

"... This mess."

Annie grabs her phone and opens the door to leave while Drake is still whining in the background and was met with Parson, waiting outside for her.

"Oh. Annie, I–"

"Ah, Parson, perfect timing." The girl clapped her hands together before pushing her friend inside while she leaves through the door.

"There. You can take care of that, later!"

Parson watched in confusion as the girl left her alone in the dorm room and slammed the door close.

"Ugh, Annie, wha–" Drake turns around, expecting to see his bastard of a friend, only to be met with a familiar green-haired chameleon. The boy panics and quickly scrambled to sit up from his position.

"HI. HELLO. WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???"

Parson watched as Drake is nervously smiling and peeking out from his blankets. She tilted her head [which did nothing to help the poor dragon's heart] at the scene.

"Are you... sick?" The red-haired dragon stayed silent at first before confirming her assumption. She stared for a moment before ordering the boy to stay put as she walked out the door.

After a good half an hour, Parson came back with a tray in her hand. The tray consists of a bowl of soup and a glass of water.

She discreetly apologized for taking so long and placed the tray on the bedside table, sitting beside the boy on the bed. Drake watched as the girl picked up a spoon and scooped some soup into it.

Parson softly blew out some of the soup's steam and placed it in front of Drake. Hesitantly, he tasted the soup, anything other than Lilia's cooking has to be good right? His eyes lit up. "It's... really good!"

A small smile broke out onto the chameleon's face [which in turn made the boy stared more with pink dusting his cheeks]. She placed the spoon back beside the bowl and got up from her seat.

"Good. I'll go find some medicine, in the meantime, finish these up will you?"

Drake inwardly jumped with joy as Parson left his room once more.

"Nevermind. Best day of my fucking life!"

Annie belongs to @astralnike Drake belongs to @anaxocs

[ezras--moon]

hi babe 🍑

So, I was wondering if you’d write something like that:

Javi P is a usual in most whorehouses of Bogotá, he knows his preferences and has favorite girls. This night something changes because his favorite place has a new girl. She’s young and inexperienced, and no one actually wants to pay for her, but when he sees her he can’t stop himself from booking her for a whole night.

NSFW preferences: dom/sub dynamics, size kink, innocence kink, age gap (Javi in his 40s, reader in her 20s?), dirty talking (as much as possible 🥵), if you could squeeze in some degradation kink I’d be on my knees for you

Anyways, feel free to twist it how you like, it’s just a lil thot 💕

Beginner's Luck

named after yet another King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard song (I love them okay, don't come for me)

I changed it minimally but I hope you still enjoy it ♥

18+ Minors do not interact

word count: 4916

Warnings: feelings of anxiety, full service sex work, soft dom/sub dynamic, inexperienced & shy reader, regular client Javi (what a manwhore), oral (f receiving), protected PiV sex, dirty talk, Javi guiding you through your first night at work.

 Nervous and jittery, taking a deep breath to try and calm your nerves, you sat down on a stool by the dimly lit bar in the brothel you’d just started your very first shift at.

 The other girls around you waiting for clients were chatting and giggling, some dancing, you couldn’t help but feel awkward. Aside from you being new here, you also had a long way to go to build confidence - not to mention the minuscule amount of experience you’d brought to the table applying here.

 But nobody had asked you about your dating history and sex life, all you really had to do was show your body and let them test you for an array of sexually transmitted diseases.

 Now, you regretted not having asked more questions. Like if it was bad that you’d only had one partner before, and could count the amount of times you’d had sex on two hands. But you needed the money, desperately.

 “Hey, are you alright?” The bartender’s voice cut through the loud music in the bar room, catching you off guard and making you snap your head around to look at her a little too fast.

You cleared your throat and folded your hands in your lap, nervously shifting in your seat. “Y-yeah, I’m okay, thank you. Just a little nervous” you replied, “could you pour me an orange juice?”

She reached behind herself to grab a tall glass and topped it up with the freshly squeezed good stuff from the cooler, along with a straw and an orange slice on the rim. “There you go”, she said with a kind smile, “you’re new here, aren’t you?”

You nodded, taking a long sip of the juice and relaxing a little bit thanks to the distraction. “First day.”

“Oh, wow. Must be so nerve wracking! I hope you have lots of fun, though. They only let good men in here; anybody who has the cojones to hurt you will get banned for life, I promise you.” she reassured with another empathetic smile, and you nodded gratefully. “Thank you.”

~

 The nightlife of Bogotá came alive around an hour after you’d come to work; the clubs and bars around the brothel buzzing with people out for drinks and a dance while you were still seated at the bar, sipping another orange juice.

You excused yourself to the bathroom after all that juice just as the first client was let into the building. You passed him in the hallway with a shy smile tugging at your lips and you decided to be bold and twirl a strand of your hair around your finger - he seemed to only have eyes for the pretty brunette walking behind you though.

 With an awkward feeling in the pit of your stomach, you disappeared in a stall, cursing under your breath.

Some cold water running over your hands and wrists, pressing your wet palms against the hot skin at the back of your neck, and rinsing your mouth of the lingering tart sweetness of the juice cleared your mind a little bit.

 Someone burst into the restroom just as you were about to walk back up the half stairs to the bar and you jumped with a hand on your heart.

“The American is here”, the girl said as she passed you, “he always tips so well, fuck, I need to hurry up!”

You grinned at her rushing into a stall, the sound of the heels of her shoes tapping on the tiles enunciating her excitement hilariously.

Curious to see said American, you made your way back to the bar room with a sway in your hips.

A horde of girls had gathered there now, all surrounding a single couch in the corner where you could barely make out a full head of dark brown hair, but the rest of him was covered by your colleagues.

Your shyness beat your curiosity and you hesitated, leaning with one elbow planted on the bar a safe distance away, just watching curiously.

The girl from the restroom arrived and joined the others at his table, effortlessly joining in the banter.

“Who’s that?”, you asked the bartender, trying not to sound too nosy. You nodded in his direction, a loud laugh from several of the girls making you raise your brows. Could one man really carry that much charisma to command an entire room of hot women like that?

“He’s who we call el Americano. He’s here almost every night, and I hear he tips so well, he’s single-handedly gotten half of them through a semester of college.” she explained.

Mouth agape, you kept watching, some of the girls finally settling elsewhere and clearing your view over to him. Oh, he was handsome.

You swallowed dryly and failed miserably at an attempt of a confident smile when he caught your eye, his arm around a gorgeous blonde next to him who was halfway in his lap and sucking on two of his fingers.

He leaned over to his last remaining company to whisper something into her ear; then she followed his eye line and looked at you with an excited smile, turning to breathe a reply into the side of his neck, leaving a soft peck there before standing up and walking towards you.

Before you could even begin to feel self-conscious about the whispering and gesturing into your direction, she took the nasty feeling bubbling up away from you by leaning over the bar by your side. “He wants to talk to you, new girl”, she said with a wink, “go on, don’t be shy now!”

With another look at the bartender, who gave you a reassuring nod, you took one last grounding breath and pushed yourself off the bar. It was time to put your full energy into not tripping over your own feet or doing something equally clumsy, so you did.

The leather couch he was sitting on crinkled under his weight, and when yours added to it, you sank down considerably, almost losing your balance - almost.

“Evenin’, hermosa”, he drawled, wetting his lips with a swipe of his tongue before lifting up his glass of neat whisky for a sip.

“Hi”, you breathed, his arm coming down around your shoulders, warm and heavy, pulling you into his side.

“You’re new here”, he observed, putting the glass down on the tiny round table in front of you, having to lean over your lap to do so.

“I am. First day!” you smiled with forced confidence, barely audible over the music, but the heavy bass was drowned out by your heartbeat anyway when his fingers began softly caressing your shoulder.

“Wanna find a room where we can talk, alone?”, he suggested, and the anxious pit in your stomach returned. But this was your job, and he was so handsome, and he smelled so damn good it was making you feel dizzy. You just nodded and let him pull you up by your hand.

Instead of letting you go and lead the way, he held onto you with his drink in his free hand and directed you through the bar, towards the private rooms. He knew his way around the establishment a lot better than you did, and within seconds he’d found an empty one that was tidy, open windows and fresh sheets.

His hand was dwarfing yours as he squeezed it, locking the door behind you and making his way to the armchairs by the window, sitting down and pulling you into his lap. 

“You’re so beautiful”, he praised, reaching out to brush your hair over your shoulder, behind your back. You just smiled and tried not to squirm when his hot breath fanned over your chest.

Both your legs to one side of him, your upper half turned to face him with one of his arms around your waist, you forced your anxiety deep down into a locker, throwing away the key for the night.

“And you’re really handsome”, you said, earning a low chuckle, “what’s your name?” “I’m Javi”, he said, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand, beginning to play with a lock of your hair, “what name did Gloria give you?”

Gloria was your boss - she made every working girl take on a fake name for privacy and safety.

“Isabella”, you breathed, “but you can call me Bella.” He hummed appreciatively in response, a smile on his face. The charming lines around his eyes and the single dimple on his right cheek made you blush.

“Do you know what the name Isabella means?” he asked and you shook your head no. “It means devoted to God.”

Your breath hitched in your throat before you broke out in a giggle. He seemed awfully pleased with that sweet sound as he hummed again and lowered his hand around your waist to paw at your ass.

“How do you know that?”, you asked with a bright smile; you could get used to this hungry look he was throwing at you with his sensational brown eyes hooded and hidden behind his lashes.

“I don’t remember where I picked that up, must have been a while ago”, he explained, his deep voice sending a shiver through your spine.

“You’re from America, right, Javi?”, you inquired, shifting in his lap so your dampening core was situated right on top of his firm thigh.

“Yes, I’m from Texas. I’m in Bogotá for work. Are you from here?”, he asked, but you crinkled your nose and shook your head no. No personal details. “It’s okay if you wanna make up a lie for me, or not talk about yourself at all, cariño” he continued, his hand on your ass lightly squeezing in what you decided to interpret as reassurance.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked then, again licking his lips, his eyes darting down to your mouth curled into a shy smile. You nodded, steadying yourself with your hands on his broad shoulders. He was so easy to hold on to, so steady and confident.

His warm palm coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb hooking under your chin and tilting your face to his level, he leaned in and pressed a chaste kiss to your lips. His mustache tickled you in a pleasant way, hard to describe what the feeling was that it ignited deep within you. 

A few more pecks and he opened his mouth ever so slightly to let just a tiny hint of his tongue dart against your bottom lip.

When you accepted his deepening of the kiss, he sighed into your mouth, continuing to squeeze you through your little dress.

With his arm around your waist, he lifted you off his lap, stood up and backed you up towards the bed until you felt the mattress hit your lower thighs. Javi kept kissing you, needy yet soft; he was a considerate and skilled kisser. 

What else could he have in his repertoire to sweep you off your feet right there?

Gently making you sit down, he kneeled on the carpeted floor in front of you and looked at you with an intoxicating cocktail of adoration and lust in his eyes.

“How do you like to be fucked, Bella?”, he asked, the low rumble of his voice laced with desire tugging at your heart. 

You opened your mouth to respond, didn’t know if you should make something up or admit that you had no idea. He kissed you again when you hesitated a little too long, knocking the breath out of your lungs.

“Or do you not know?”, he kept digging, “I can show you a few things, if you like, pretty thing-” “Yes, please”, you breathed, “I-I’m not a virgin, but… I don’t know what I like yet.” He seemed to thoroughly enjoy your honest confession, a quiet hum escaping his throat as his Adam’s apple bobbed.

“Why don’t you take this off first?” he asked, fumbling with your short dress, “Let me see you.”

Lifting yourself onto your feet just quickly enough to pull the flimsy material over your head, you shuddered when you felt his hands on top of your thighs.

He tutted, “A little slower, for me, please.”

You felt yourself blush from your neck to your hairline, leaning into his touch when he placed both his palms on your hips under your dress. 

Teasingly slow, inch by inch, you rolled the fabric up over your soft, moisturized skin, revealing yourself to him.

You’d been asked not to wear a bra under your dress, and when the cool breeze from the open windows hit your freed nipples, they instantly pebbled as you completely rid yourself of the only thing shielding your tits from view.

You shivered, and after gorging himself on the sight of you for a beat, Javi picked up the hint, getting up and closing the windows. It could get frigid at night even in Colombia.

He was down at your feet again in no time, smoothing his hands up the sides of your calves, over your knees, halting on top of your thighs where he squeezed you lightly. “Fuck, hermosa”, he breathed, slipping his thick fingers between your thighs to push them apart carefully, revealing the thong you were wearing.

His greedy eyes took you in, you were at his mercy as he eyed every inch of you.

Again he leaned in to kiss you, guiding you down to his level with his fingers curled around your shoulder. His kisses grew hungrier, so needy, pawing at your breast and your thighs like a man starved.

You whined into his mouth, tasted a recently smoked cigarette and the whisky on his tongue along with peppermint. The whine spurred him into action, beckoned him to get up and back you against the headboard.

You let him help you shuffle back, sinking down into the bouncy mattress; the sturdy frame of the bed was silent under your combined weight.

His soft lips melting against yours, he straddled your thighs, warm fingers dancing down your side to squeeze your hip, hooking into the waistband of your thong and shuffling it down just far enough so he could see your pussy between his knees looking down.

“Dios mío, hermosa”, he panted, “I can see from up here how wet you are for me already and I haven’t even started!” You choked out another whine at his words; how was he so easily wrapping you around his finger?

“Let me touch you, querida.” You nodded, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth, wide-eyed looking at him hovering over you.

He was clearly straining in his sinfully tight jeans, light blue shirt tucked into his waistband, brown leather belt looped around him. He looked so put together, kind of important. But you knew better than to ask about his profession, Gloria’s advice against it coming back to mind.

Better if you know nothing about anybody coming here.

Making more room for you to part your legs and kick your thong off, straddling just one of your thighs now, the other angled and spreading you open, he began by dragging his fore and middle finger along the juncture of your hip and leg.

“Your skin is so soft”, he praised, foreheads touching, his free hand at the back of your neck, nose nuzzling yours. He stayed still against your face but looked down at you through his long lashes as he dipped a fingertip between your folds.

You huffed, then whimpered at the contact, and he breathed a chuckle into your face before kissing you again and letting his finger glide deeper, lower, gathering your slick and spreading it around your clit.

“She’s drooling all over my finger, you feel it?”, he whispered, intense look into your eyes, placing the pad of his left thumb on your chin to tilt your head down, “Look.”

You did as you were told, biting down on your lip and watching as he removed his finger from your heat to show your juices glistening in the dim light - when he was satisfied with your reaction, another shy smile and breathy laugh, he brought his slick finger up to his lips and sucked it clean, quiet groan vibrating in his wide chest.

“Taste so sweet”, he praised, cupping your cheek in his palm and shuffling lower, coming to rest on his front between your thighs. His hands felt incredible all over your skin, making the little hairs at the nape of your neck stand up.

“Want me to give you my mouth, hermosa?”, he asked, and you appreciated his making sure he had your consent every step of the way a little too much - it made you turn to putty in his hands.

“Yes”, you sighed, settling against the plush pillows and letting his large hands against the insides of your thighs spread you apart for him.

“Such a pretty little pussy, all pink and wet and begging to be eaten.” he praised between nips of your soft thighs, his tongue lapping at your skin and making your head swim.

When he finally licked a broad stripe up your center, your fingers reflexively threaded through his hair, dark curls slowly soaking with sweat as he focused on your needy cunt.

 His big hands held you down by your hips, keeping you in place for his lips closing around your clit and softly sucking there before he darted his tongue out and gathered your slick on his tongue, drinking you down. 

He groaned against you when you punctuated your labored breaths with high pitched whines, grinding against his mouth as much as he allowed you to move.

Javi was sucking on and licking your pussy like his life depended on making you cum on his tongue - he’d clearly perfected this skill. Listening to your moans and watching you squirm and buck into him, he speedily found the exact buttons he had to push to get you there.

 You were fisting his hair, tugging at the roots, and he didn’t seem to mind. On the contrary, it seemed to only spur him on, just like the sweet noises falling from your plump-kissed lips. His pussy drunk grunts and groans sent vibrations through your entire body and he alternated between seeking eye contact and shutting his eyes to get a more intense experience of your taste all over his mouth.

When you were getting close, writhing in his tight hold, he removed himself from your throbbing cunt; you gave a disappointed whine, earning a low chuckle. “Can you take a finger or two, gorgeous?”, he asked, and you realized he was not going to leave you high and dry so close to your orgasm. 

 Your hair fell into your sweaty face when you eagerly nodded and was now sticking to your forehead; you were falling apart.

Without wasting even a second, he loosened the grip of his left hand on your hip, splaying his right forearm across your lower abdomen to gently press down and pull the skin of your tummy upwards, granting him easier access to all of you.

 His thick forefinger teased your folds for a mere second or two before he slowly pushed it inside your needy hole, and he curled it slightly inside you at the same time he returned his hot mouth to you.

In between licks to your clit, he breathed “Say my name when you cum - fuck, you look amazing like this.”

He had you on the edge before, but when he slipped in his middle finger too and found a particularly mind numbing spot to curl both fingers into, you finally tipped over.

“Oh - aah, fuck, yes, Javi”, you moaned as you arched your back, “I’m - ahh- hah”

He kept his sloppy open mouth on you as he groaned into you, long and deep, thick fingers spreading you open so tightly as you writhed and drowned out the noise of the music outside the door with your wanton cries.

“That’s a good girl”, he praised as you came down, delivering another languid lick to your clit, still pumping and curling his fingers, your slick dribbling down his chin and soaking his mustache. “You did so good; look fucking beautiful when I make you cum like that.”

You tugged him up, up, up by his shirt’s collar, until his forehead was resting against yours, and kissed him. You could taste yourself on his tongue and were surprised to learn it wasn’t unpleasant at all - and he kissed you so expertly that it was only a footnote anyway. His lips were soft like the silky sheets his body weight pressed you into and you couldn’t get enough.

He sat back on his haunches and finally pulled his shirt off and over his head, letting it fall to the floor. The clinking of his belt buckle opening made you hum and sink deeper into the pillow under your head as you watched him step off the bed to undress completely. 

“There, now we’re equal”, he commented as he crawled back into bed with you.

Letting your eyes wander down his masculine frame, taking in the warm glow of his skin, the taut muscles in his arms and thighs, the expanse of his chest - and in the moment you felt so grateful you’d taken this job.

He looked like a god, big brown eyes searching for yours as he took your hands into his own and pinned them to the mattress to either side of your head. “You’re so beautiful, such a pretty little thing; can’t get enough of you”, he praised, pressing his hips against yours. 

You felt his aching hard cock thick and heavy sliding through your folds as he grinded against you with a gasp.

“Keep talking to me like that, Javi, please” you begged, meeting his hips eagerly. 

He only pulled back to grab a condom out of the drawer - he knew where they kept the condoms - taking his time to rip it open and roll it over his cock.

“Do you want me to fuck you like this, hermosa?” he questioned, leaning over you again with his hands planted firmly into the mattress, caging you in like a trapped animal - but you weren’t trapped. You wanted this, maybe as much or even more than he did, and he’d pay you for it too.

“Yes”, you squeaked, barely audible, but he picked it up. With a searing kiss that left you completely breathless, he lined himself up with you, dragging the head of his cock through your slick, teasing you. 

Without any further warning, he pushed his hips forward and your dripping wetness let him ease inside your pussy so swiftly, it knocked the wind out of both your lungs simultaneously. He was halfway in when he stilled his slow descent, kissing you again and letting you adjust to his girth.

Javi wasn’t just handsome, charming, skilled and generous - he was well endowed too. That much you could tell.

Not long enough to hurt you, but he was thick, and you could have sworn you felt the veins running along his shaft tickling your walls to ease the burning stretch he was delivering. 

Any moans welling up in your throat were muffled by his mouth on yours, hungrily devouring you as he pushed himself further inside you. “Dios mío”, he huffed, finally bottomed out and buried to the hilt inside your inviting warmth.

His right hand came up to knead your left breast, his nose nudging yours. “Can you feel my cock stretching you, Bella? Does it hurt?” “N-no, Javi, it doesn’t hurt, it f-feels so good” you moaned, blinking your eyes shut; you could feel tears burning and spilling over, rolling down your cheeks. 

 He kissed them away, licking the salty taste off his lips before pressing them to yours again, finally moving. 

“It feels so good you’re crying?”

You nodded, hair stuck to your face coated in a sheen of sweat like the rest of your body. 

“Oh, what am I doing to you, hmm pretty girl? I’m ruining you-”

You couldn’t believe the filth, the desire dripping from his words, making you light headed. He was moving so slowly, carefully, letting you feel every tight fitting inch of him inside your cunt.

Javi gradually increased the speed of his movements, making you gasp every time he hit a certain spot deep inside you. He grinded against you, a smooth snap of his hips punctuating every deep thrust he gave you.

“Princesa, let me hear you, please. Louder” he demanded, coaxing more moans out of you, and with the way he was fucking you faster and somehow even deeper, you didn’t even need to fake them.

“Yes,” he hissed, “you’re stuffed so full with my cock, aren’t you? Tell me how it feels.”

“Feels s’full, Javi, oh my god-” you cried, your arms looping around his back to dig half moons into his lush skin - you couldn’t help it.

He kissed you again, swallowing a wanton moan falling from your lips before letting your mouth go and fall open again. 

Fucking you faster yet, you heard the wet sounds of your pussy squelching, struggling to fit him still. He wasn’t hurting you, but it was deliciously dizzying how thick he felt slipping in and out of you - like he was impaling you gently.

He settled on a mind numbing speed, heaving breaths and some downright filthy groans hitting your ears, drowning out everything else around you as you went to squeeze his ass cheek, feeling his muscles move beneath his soft skin and the layer of fat.

 “Your pussy is drooling all over me, you’re so fucking wet”, he mumbled against the side of your neck, “open your mouth.”

Taken aback by the request, you watched as he lifted his head to hover right above your face, his brows knitted together with a look of pure bliss on his handsome face. “I said open your mouth, babygirl”

You did as he told you, and even stuck out your tongue a little bit, wriggling it from side to side. 

He spit into your mouth - and you moaned, your eyes rolling back as he nudged your chin with his nose to close it. 

“Swallow,” he ordered, “go on.”

Again, you did as he’d asked. 

The look on Javi’s face when he watched you obey his command was something else entirely. Blissed out, continuing to fuck you so deep you could swear he hit your stomach from below, he kissed you sloppily.

Open mouthed and moaning against your tongue, he was making you see stars with every practiced thrust.

He left a trail of wet kisses along your jaw, finding your neck to nuzzle his face into, sucking and lapping and biting at your sensitive skin there. 

The feeling was intoxicating; you’d have him kiss your neck until the end of time if you could.

“Wanna feel you cum on my fat cock, hermosa, give it to me”, he huffed, his hot breath tickling you and his words making you arch your back.

Again, he sat up on his haunches, his big hands hooking behind your knees and smoothing your legs over both his shoulders. He sped up once again - where did he get his stamina? - and your knees pressed together by his steady forearms tightly looped around them intensified the divine feeling of him fucking into you tenfold.

“O-Oh my god, Javi, Javi, Javi”, you babbled, fumbling to find purchase by grabbing for the sheets - and then you came apart. 

You couldn’t have held back the obscene, filthy sounds falling from your mouth if you wanted to, they were just ripping out of you. Javi’s groans and panting breaths become more erratic as well; he felt you squeezing his cock, making the already snug fit even tighter.

“Attagirl - fuck, you’re so fucking tight”

You were losing your mind. The waves of your orgasm whooshing in your head through your bloodstream, your cunt pulsing around him and his tightening balls slapping against your ass as he relentlessly fucked you through your peak.

He was fucking himself with your hole, using it; you weren’t moving at all, just let him manhandle you. His thrusts slowed a little bit, his rhythm stuttered, and burying himself deep inside you he came hard. 

A rough, guttural groan escaped his throat as he leaned down, holding your legs firmly in place on his shoulders so you felt your muscles stretch the closer his face came to yours.

He kissed you again, drowning another one of your moans with his mouth on yours and responding with his own grunt as he stilled his hips, only slowly rocking against you now.

“Fuck”, he cursed as he broke the kiss, “thank you, thank you, thank you, sweet girl.”

You reached out for his face, cupping his cheeks in both of your palms, and he leaned into your touch as you smoothed a thumb over his sticky mustache.

“No, thank you, Javi, really.” you said, “I was so fucking nervous all day, so scared it was gonna be bad. I was scared I’d have to do things I wasn’t ready for.”

He snapped his teeth at your thumb, biting and playfully sucking it into his mouth for a moment, and you let him hear the sweet sound of your giggle again. “And did you? Have to do things you weren’t ready for?”

“No.” you smiled, pulling him into another kiss, “couldn’t have played out any better.”

[chloessleepystories]

Arizona Sun

Sammi LOVED visiting her uncle in Arizona! The wide open spaces gave her the chance to breathe, to slow down, and the sun just FELT different here... It made her body warm, and her mind slow, and felt soooo gooood... Soft and warm and agreeable...

Sammi loved her uncle's tastes in music! He had downloaded some great tracks to her phone for her - songs that were similar to things she already liked, but just a little better somehow, by artists she assumed were local... They were addictive!

Sammi loved to put on her headphones and sink into a stupor, letting the music wash through her brain from one side to the other, while she relaxed in an old chair on the ranch's large estate and just watch the mountains, watch the heat haze shimmering through the afternoon air... So easy to let her eyes unfocus, and her mind unfocus, and just drift and listen...

Sammi LOVED sunning herself, getting a great all-over tan, but she HATED tan lines! Had always hated them, ever since... um... Well, since always! But her uncle had helpful suggestions about that too... Every day this week she'd worn less and less...(Not just when sunning or listening to music, but all day! Whether doing chores around the house or having breakfast in bed or drinks on the veranda... Even though she wasn't *quite* old enough...) Worn less and less until she'd finally realized she could just be nude! She had been quite comfortable getting sun all over her ripe young body, every inch, for almost two days, now - and she was starting to be nude the rest of the time, too!! It was so freeing, so relaxing, and that's what a summer vacation is supposed to be all about, right? And her uncle said, nobody else is around, so who's to mind? So she did as she was told, and went nude all day, from house to sunning to veranda, from chores to drinking and giggling and more drinking...

Sammi loved the sun, and loved not thinking. The heat made her feel so happy and good, she felt like a sleepy lizard on a rock, not having to think about anything much at all, her brain so slow and sluggish, slowing down as the songs she listened to slowed down, like the way her uncle's voice got so low and slow sometimes...

Sammi loved doing what she was told! It was so much easier than making her own decisions, she just did what her uncle told her to do, around the house and around the estate... eating what she was told, and drinking what she was told... And letting her uncle apply sunscreen to her supple young skin again and again so it wouldn't burn...

She did NOT like sunburns, but she LOVED the feel of her uncle's strong, chapped hands rubbing all over her body, cupping her bottom, caressing her back, squeezing her tits, making sure the lotion was applied everywhere, over and over, while she listened, and watched the shimmering heat...

And just lately, Sammi had been getting the idea that what she REALLY loved... was COCK... She'd never seen one in real life, but the more she thought about it... The more she listened to her music and dozed in the sun in the nude, touching herself in her feel-good places... The more she could imagine its thickness on her tongue, its warmth filling her cunny... And she CRAVED it like nothing before...

Sammi bit her thumb and looked toward the house. Maybe her uncle had a long fat cock that she could play with...? Maybe she should go and ask... And see if there was anything else he'd like her to do... Like a good girl...

Because if there was one thing she loved most of all...

Sammi LOVED being a good girl for her uncle...

💕💕💕

I no longer have the photo that inspired this - so let me know if you have a pic that you think would work with it!

[i-promise-i-am-not-on-drugs]

Okay, rewatching 06×02 today! Let's go!

(future me here: this episode is 52 minutes long, why the fuck did I take ≈1h30 to write all of this. ;-;)

1) Hospital

Holy shit, I forgot how intense that whole scene is.

My poor baby's dying here. :((

2) Dustin and Steve

They're so awkward lol--

Feels weird to watch them like that after two and a half season of them being beasties, plus the whole fandom "mama Steve" thing.

Also,

Dustin: How do I know it's not a lizard? Because it's face opened up and it ate my cat.

THE WAY STEVE NODDED LIKE "yeah, fair enough" I CAN'T

I like how Steve middely belived Dustin about Dart tho, it shows how his character development is starting to actually happen but isn't really advanced yet. Idk.

3) Hospital

(the way Mike is just next to Will and watching at him like he's going to disappear if he stops looking makes me so happy TuT)

Joyce is such a badass protective mother I love her.

These damn scientist better be scared.

4) Nancy, Jonathan, and Murray

Badass detectives and journalists ✨

Love how Jancy got Murray'd. His talk is just SO iconic, I love it so much. 😌

Also, "Oh. Steve. We like Steve." THAT WAS SO UNNECESSARILY FUNNY HELP ME

5) Nancy and Jonathan

Oh my gosh just kiss already.

(kiss scene happens)

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT I DIDN'T MEAN THAT LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK JUMPSCARE 😰😰

(I actually forgot that they did, in fact, kiss here, and I was NOT prepared help me)

6) Lucas a Dustin (+Erica and Steve)

Love Erica's sassy self, but as an older sibling myself I would NOT like to have her as my sister. She's nosy as fuck.

Anyway, love how Lucas immediately apologize and how Dustin explain the situation so clearly. Love my boys. :)

7) Hopper and the scientists

Hopper: Why aren't you burning it?

Owens: There's been a complication.

Uh. That's one way to put it I guess.

8) Joyce and Bob (+ Will and Mike)

Love how Bob is still hella confused, but is trying to be supportive of Joyce. He would've been such a great dad and husband... Just, not the the Byers. :(

(Mike sleeping in the chair next to Will's bed and waking up right after him ToT💕💕)

Will is already forgetting things, my poor baby. :((

9) Nancy, Jonathan, and Murray

The breakfast scene is so funny help me--

Poor Jonathan has no idea what's going to happen once he gets back home. :(

Murray is so "weird oncle that you see once every ten years and has no idea what he's up to the rest of the time" coded lmao

10) Lucas and Max (+ Billy(ew))

I'm still mad at Billy for breaking Max's skateboard by the way this guy's a grade A asshole.

Anyway, I like how Lucas immediately went to bring Max with him, it's pretty cute. Tho, it's definitely the raison for many other problems after that so, maybe not his best idea. :(

Love that Max is hiding Lucas from Billy, she knows his racist ass would beat the shit out of him.

11) Will and the others

("That' my friend. Mike." MIKE'S TINNY SMILE AAAAAHHHH!!! TOT💕💕)

The fuck is wrong with that guy?? He told you he could feel it, why did you have to actually burn this God damn vine thing??? What is wrong with him???? That's literally just torture!! And toward a child!!! I hate them so much.

My poor son. :((

12) Joyce, Hopper, Owens

That was honestly pretty interesting.

13) Dustin and Steve

Honestly Steve's love advices are pretty... Uh. Mid. Honestly. But I guess it works for him because he's hot and popular or something. (Well used to work, but yk)

But I love this line in particular:

Steve: She's only gonna break your heart, and you're way too young for that shit.

He's speaking from experience here. He's talking about Nancy.

You know, he was saying how she's "different than other girls" (probably because he actually fell in love with her a little), and Dustin started saying that Max's different too. And Steve was like: "Wait. You're not falling in love with this girl right?" And when Dustin told him that he isn't, he says "Good. Don't." A d then this ligne that I highlighted earlier. Because Steve is going through a heartbreak, and he doesn't want Dustin to feel like he does.

Which is actually pretty sweet if you think about it! :)

Anyway, the hair advice is also just so sweet, it's adorable how Steve's trying to help Dustin with girls, I love them they're so siblings. TuT💕

14) Hopper and "Eleven"

That whole scene was just so :(((

He's going to have such a bad breakdown when he'll be back :((

15) the scientists

I am calm. I am very calm. I am absolutely not rooting for the death of these assholes. I. Am. Calm. Relaxed. Chilling. Breathing. 🙂

16) Joyce, Bob (+Will)

We love a (trying to be) supportive boyfriend..! Yay. :')

(Honestly Noah did such an amazing job in this whole season, the way Will is just blankly starting at the celling without blinking is so unsettling and impressive)

17) Will and Mike

WE LOVE AN (ACTUALLY) SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND!! YAY!!! >:'D

But seriously, you can see the difference between how Bob and Mike handle this whole situation so clearly it's crazy.

Bob is trying to comfort Joyce by giving her a possibility to be "normal" once all this is done, which is clearly not helping much and is also involuntarily dismissive of her fears.

Meanwhile, Mike is helping Will by trying to understand what he's experiencing, and he is never dismissing him. He uses the terms that Will put on what he sees. And, especially, he is not scared of him. He's treating him like he normally would, just with a bit more worry in his eyes and caution is his mouvements, but that's it. And that's exactly what Will needs. I love them so much.

18) Dustin and Lucas (+ Steve and Max)

(Dustin and Steve are so siblings kskdjqldkbdb I love them sm)

Love that they talk about stuff and how Lucas extend his hand first because he "drew first blood". It's sweet. :)

19) Jonathan and Nancy

Our favorite detective/journalists couple are on the way!!

20) Will (+others)

(the way Mike is almost always the closest person to Will jdkdodksj ToT💕)

You know, I kinda like Dr Owens. He's the most decent out of all these assholes scientists.

21.1) Scientists

Random scientist: Alright, let's see if this kid's a wizard of a schizo.

This line has no right to be this damn funny. >:(

21.2) the vehicle graveyard (or smt)

Whoa, they're doing all that so fucking fast :0

It's pretty cool!!

22) Steve, Dustin, Max

Rip Dustin's crush, it was fun while it lasted 🫡

23) Lumax

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGJHHLJDTLUTDDRULLXUULHFLUTDOYRSOGYOGOYGIYLUXTIDYFDIYDYI MY CHILDREN I LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH THEY'RE SO ADORABLE I'M DYING AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!! ༼⁠;⁠´⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽💕💕💕

Anyway, sorry. But seriously, lumax is my second favorite couple/ship of ST and I love them so much. This scene is definitely on of my favorites!! :)

Also,

Lucas: I like talking with you, Mad Max.

Max: And I like talking with you, stalker.

RELATIONSHIP BUILDINGS FOR MY BABIES *pterodactyl scream*

(Sorry.)

24) The vehicle graveyard

HOLY SHIT I FORGOT HOW AWESOME THAT SCENE IS!!

Love how Dustin thinks that Steve's awesome, it's cute. :)

And Lumax hold handing! :3

Honestly the actors did an absolutely crazy amazing job here, I can't even imagine the scene without the demodogs, and they had to act without them?? Super impressive.

25.1) The scientists + Hopper

That scene is so cool. Love how Hopper immediately recognize the "graveyard" lol--

25.2) Will, Mike, Joyce (+Bob ig)

The way Mike almost immediately understood what Will was saying is crazy. And then assholes are calling him stupid, istg. *eyes roll*

Anyway, my poor baby Will is GOING THROUGH IT, once again. :((

Also, I've said this before and I'll say it again, but Noah's acting is absolutely amazing here. He gave me literal chills!

And Finn too!! The way you can immediately see the exact moment were the realization hits Mike is absolutely incredible.

Loves these guys.

Annnnnddd, here comes the end of this episode. That was a rollercoaster.

[anaxocs]

ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ɪᴛ, ᴘᴀʀʜᴏᴏᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇs ʀᴇɴᴛ ғʀᴇᴇ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ 😭💕

was rlly unsure if i wanted to post this yet but shrimpy wanted it up so y'all can have it rn 😭

post-confession parhood 👀

✩ some fun facts for y'all

✩ parson rarely wear skirts because of her thick tail.

✩ parson's love language is acts of service and words of affirmation

✩ parson actually really like the attention but will rather be caught dead than admit it

drake redhood belongs to @anaxocs