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rowanhoney · 1 year ago
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Unrequited love is crazy because you know you have to move past it but you’re stuck because they’re the only person who’s attractive to you and then eventually when you get to a point where you find other people attractive again it’s because really they remind you of the person you still love and that makes you pine all over again
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moe-broey · 4 months ago
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WIAT WAIT
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oatflatwhite · 10 months ago
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guess who's having ANOTHER surgery
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alukaforyou · 2 years ago
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omg thinks abt how i could get cosmetic surgery for my crooked jaw but like also i am kinda scared of surgery of all kinds, including plastic surgery so nvm to all that 🤣 also save several thousands ig💰
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fragiledate · 5 months ago
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the world bigoted cishet people live in is so fucking sad
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heathermason1983 · 2 years ago
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Was 45 minutes late to work and then i accidentally stayed 30 minutes past my clock out time i'm gonna kill myself what the fuck
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dog-girl-zezora · 2 years ago
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The cis elderly can't handle being they/them'd
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ham1lton · 7 months ago
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MISS BAD MEDIA KARMA
pairings: (alleged) charles leclerc x reader. lando norris x reader. george russell x reader. (platonic) sebastian vettel x reader.
warnings: misogynistic media and comments.
summary: after a night out with your fellow drivers, the media is alight with rumours and speculation about your romantic life. most people would call a pr meeting, you go through the funniest rumours on instagram live and rate them out of ten.
author’s note: i’m still taking questions/asks/requests so please send some in! also as usual, there is a poll at the end so please vote!
— part of my maneater series ꕤ
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START INSTAGRAM LIVE. (20K WATCHING)
Y/N: hi guys! hi! how is everyone? how are you doing?
user1: Y/N NOTICE ME!
user2: y/n girl u look hungover as hell 😭
Y/N: am i hungover? perhaps. that’s probably why i’m doing this. jo is going to kill me but whatever.
user3: what are you planning on doing? 😭
Y/N: after yesterday’s… events. there have been a lot of rumours about me and my fellow drivers that have been spread around social media. so let’s talk through them and rate them out of ten.
user7: ain��t this a pr disaster?
user8: you probably shouldn’t do this.
landonorris: LMFAOOOOOO DO IT
Y/N: lando? how are you not hungover from last night? i’ll start with you. apparently according to this thread by twitter user y/nando, the two of us are secretly engaged to be married. okay first of all, why? second of all, no. i’m sorry. that isn’t happening any time soon. also, my schedule is too packed to be thinking about marriage plans. this one is 2/10 because c’mon.
landonorris: i’m searching that thread right now.
landonorris: wait lol why is this kinda accurate… are you sure we’re not engaged?
user7: LMFAOOOOOO
Y/N: we’re supposed to be EXTINGUISHING the rumours, not adding to them??? we are not engaged. we’re just friends. barely that if anything.
user8: BOOOOOOOOO
y/nando: it’s okay :) you’ll see that you’re perfect for each other one day.
Y/N: will we? anyways. next rumour. according to some monaco newspaper, charles and i have a secret child. this is apparently backed up by some anonymous sources.
landonorris: BOOOOO we get some shitty engagement rumour and you and charles get a child. i want a redo!
charles_leclerc: don’t deny our child y/n 😔
user6: y’all are MESSY 😭
user9: CHARLESY/N SUPREMACY 😍
georgerussell63: end the live y/n 😁👍🏻
Y/N: what is this photo? this is supposed to be proof of my pregnancy? i was just bloated from an evening of indulging at this amazing italian restaurant. it was gorgeous. whoever used this photo is dead wrong for that. this one is 5/10 cause i feel self conscious.
user12: no deadass 😭 if i was famous i would have had a million pregnancy rumours by now.
user68: no charlesy/n baby? BOOO!
Y/N: another one. george and i were spotted buying baby clothes in london. apparently george is me and charles’ baby’s godfather. there is no baby! charles and i don’t have a kid. so george is not the godfather!
georgerussell63: wait… why not? i would be a great godfather actually. i am offended.
user9: george going from telling y/n to switch off the live to being offended he isn’t the godfather of her alleged baby is crazy 😭
Y/N: also why was i shopping with george and not my alleged baby daddy? charles you’re a deadbeat to our non-existent child and that’s why this newspaper is saying that george is raising my kid?
charles_leclerc: apologies to leclerc jr but no way i’m letting george raise him.
georgerussell63: i’m not ready to be a stepdad but c’mon i’d be a great one.
user4: george isn’t the stepdad, he’s the dad that stepped up!
logansargeant: i’m upset that i haven’t been included in these rumors.
Y/N: if i was gonna ask anyone to be my baby’s stepdad it would be oscar. this rumour is 3/10 because it’s so unbelievable.
oscarpiastri: NOOOOOOOO 😰
user9: HELP???
user67: i’m watching this while doing my makeup. y/n is my favourite influencer!
user78: i was watching your vlog when i saw the notification!
Y/N: did you enjoy this vlog? for people who haven’t seen it yet, it’s detailing my offseason with my friends and family! we travelled a little and i did some work with my sponsorships! so check it out. we have some very interesting camera people.
user65: can’t believe you had the usher do your camera work for your superbowl vlog.
user8: you met beyoncé, you never gonna fail!
user67: be honest, did you faint at the sight of all the big celebs?
lewishamilton: y/n, this is all very interesting but maybe you shouldn’t be doing this? - sebastian.
Y/N: seb?? what are you doing here? and why are you on lewis’ account? don’t you have your own?
lewishamilton: i lost my login information 😅 and i got a message from charles telling me to shut this down - sebastian.
Y/N: what a snitch…
user23: he mad y/n didn’t accept their child 😭
Y/N: speaking of sebastian, here is my favourite rumour. that sebastian is my father and i’m his secret lovechild.
youryoungersis: wait…. is that why we look so different? you have a different dad???
lewishamilton: i’m not that much older than you? how can i be your dad? i’m only 13 years older than you! do i look that old? - sebastian, NOT your father.
user7: HELPSOSJSSJ
user5: NOT HIM CLARIFYING 😭😭
Y/N: that one is funny but no. we don’t even look alike! i hear a lot that we have the same mannerisms but that’s probably because i practically grew up around the guy. i’m rating this one…. 7/10.
lewishamilton: grew up around not with! - sebastian, NOT her father.
user2: BRO WE GET IT 😭😭😭😭
Y/N: so basically, time for the last one. this one is definitely the most out of pocket one.
alex_albon: BOOOOO I MISSED MOST OF IT
danielricciardo: 🤣🤣🤣
user98: HELSPSOSJ i’m laughing so hard.
Y/N: oh hi jo! how did you get in? WAIT!-
INSTAGRAM LIVE ENDED. (98K WATCHING)
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mint-yooxgi · 1 month ago
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Kinktober Day 7 - Yandere!Fae King!Seonghwa + Queen & Praise
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@stopaskinf Said: Yandere royal fae seonghwa with Queen and praise 🫶 A/n: I kinda went wild with this one.... whoops lmfaoooooo but in my defence, Hwa is one of my muses and this could have been even longer still... It did become longer lmaooo, I added more even after I originally finished this prompt cause I couldn't stop thinking about it. It's intense, but in a good way. All I'm gonna say is: Yan!Fae King!Hwa is a BEAST 🤭 Warnings/Genre/Rating: 18+ MDNI - Smut, Mature, Established Relationship, Yandere, Possession, Monster Features, Minor Angst to start, Squirting, Oral (fem. rec)... There's a lot :) Word Count: 7,004 Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist
“My Queen,” A pleased hum escapes honeyed lips. “I’m so glad that you could join me.”
His eyes are sharp as they watch your every movement at the edge of the sacred pool. The crystalline water is as still as stone, even as a gentle breeze drifts through the surrounding forest. Behind him, a soft waterfall feeds into the spring, flowing from the surrounding cliff face.
Seonghwa’s long, wet hair is pushed away from his face, silver droplets of water beading against his skin. Dark eyes glint with affection as he meets your gaze, gently treading the water and awaiting for you to submerge yourself inside of the sacred pool with him. A ritual which he has waited far too long to complete with you at his side.
Cautiously, you dip a toe into the water. 
While Seonghwa has already stripped himself of any offending materials that would hide him from you, the only thing bare about you seems to be your feet. However, the moment your skin breaches the surface, you seem to grimace, retracting your foot and taking a small step backwards.
Seonghwa frowns, his head tilting slightly in concern.
“Why do you hesitate, My Beauty?” The slow trickle of water sliding off of his skin cascades into the pool below as he stands to his full height. The smooths planes of his chest are on full display, the depth of the pool just covering him below the waist as he slowly begins to make his way towards you. “Do you not wish to join me?”
“I do!” Your words come out a little rushed, eyes going wide. “I just-“
The way your voice seems to catch in your throat, whole body deflating as you sigh has his frown deepening.
“Is something the matter?” By now, he’s reached the edge of the pool. Tilting his head up, his dark eyes meet your own once again. Nothing but concern resides within. The way you seem to shrink further in on yourself the closer he gets only serves to make his heart ache.
Something is wrong, and he will do everything in his power to find out what.
Standing on that little ledge, you avoid his gaze. Your hands wring themselves together in front of your body, shuffling from foot to foot. Blinking, you exhale a soft sigh through your nose.
“Seonghwa,” Briefly, your eyes dart to his own before averting them to the side once more. “Why are we doing this?”
Your question catches him completely off guard. “What do you mean, My Love?”
You hesitate, pursing your lips.
“I mean,” You let out another soft sigh, turning your head to the side. “Why me?”
Seonghwa blinks. “Why not you, My Love?”
Again, you seem to fidget in your spot, refusing to meet his gaze. The way you remain silent sparks a memory inside of his mind. He’s only ever seen you act like this twice before, and each time resulted in him gladly lathering his hands in the blood of those vile creatures that sought to deceive you.
“Who told you more lies about yourself?” Seonghwa sees red, lips curling over fangs in a snarl.
Your eyes go wide, finally turning to meet his sharp gaze. “No one told me-“
“Who?” His voice booms out across the forest, a flock of birds taking off in the distance.
You flinch back, breath catching in your throat.
Immediately, his expression softens, features losing the intense shadows that have fallen across his face.
“I deeply apologize, My Love.” He reaches out gently for you, taking your hand into his own. “I did not mean to frighten you.”
You shake your head, your lower lip beginning to wobble as tears line your vision.
Painfully, Seonghwa’s heart squeezes in his chest. The very last thing he ever wants to do is make you fear him. He is meant to protect you. To hold your heart in his hands just as you hold his in your own. There is nothing that he wouldn’t do for you, and the last thing he ever wants is to make you upset.
“My Love, please do not cry.” With ease, he pushes himself out of the pool and onto the ledge you’re standing on. Water drips onto the earth as his arms surround you, your legs soon giving out as you both sink to the ground. “I would never forgive myself if I ever hurt you. The mere thought of anyone feeding you filth about yourself makes me want to tear apart their very souls.”
“I know, Seonghwa,” you hiccup lightly, wiping at your eyes. “I just-“
Your breath catches once more, and he brings a hand up to cup the side of your face. Gently, he guides your gaze to his, wiping at your tears as he waits for you to collect your thoughts.
“I still don’t understand why you could ever want me.” Your words are but a mere whisper on your lips, but it’s as if they are a loud siren ringing inside of his head. “I’m not like you. I’m not menacing, or powerful. Hell, I’m not even that pretty. I’m only human, and yet you want me? I don’t know why you’ve always been so adamant about me. I’m not anything special.”
The way you avert your gaze as you speak those final words has his heart aching inside of his chest.
Gently, he pulls you in closer, thumb brushing tenderly over your cheek.
“My Love, will you please look at me?” Seonghwa keeps his tone soft, eyes flitting over every inch of your features as he studies you before him.
Cautiously, you flick your gaze over to his own.
“Would I ever lie to you?”
You blink, brow furrowing lightly as you sniffle. “You can’t lie.”
“My point exactly. I cannot lie. Nor would I ever want to when it comes to you.” He replies earnestly, staring deeply into your eyes. “Every moment you have spent with me, I feel as if I have been reborn anew. I could get lost in the way your mind stimulates my own. You aren’t afraid to tell me off when I’m being a ‘nincompoop’,” you chuckle at that, “and I could never get mad at you for that. You are the one person I could listen to without question. The one person who has touched my very soul. No one else can say that. You are my choice, and I would never choose otherwise. To me, you are perfect. Flaws you believe you have are simply what makes you, you.”
Your expression softens, a fresh onset of tears lining your eyes.
“I will never let anyone fill your mind with such poisonous thoughts. There is nothing I am not willing to do for you. If anyone so much as questions you, or doubts my choice, then I will not hesitate to dispose of them in the most brutal ways I know how.” Both of his hands are now cupping the sides of your face, forehead coming to rest upon your own. “So what if you are a human? You are still braver, stronger, more intelligent, and unbelievably more incredible than half of the fae that live under us. Not to mention how you’re the most stunningly beautiful woman I know.”
“There is no one else in this world that I would rather have as my queen other than you.” He tilts his head forward slightly, brushing his nose against your own. “Whether still human or soon to be fae, you will always and forever be My Queen. My one and only queen. The only one I will ever want. The only one I will ever need. I love you. I love you, and nothing - no one - will ever change that.”
Your breath catches in your throat, swallowing thickly as his words wash over you. The sincerity alone that you can see shining within his dark gaze says it all, and you cannot help the way your heart positively flutters.
“Seonghwa,” The call of his name is but a tender whisper upon your lips. “I love you, too.”
The curl of his lips upwards is nothing but loving as he brushes his thumbs over your cheeks. A moment later, and he closes the distance between the two of you, kissing you softly. The way your hand comes up to cup his own cheek has him humming against you, pulling you in closer.
“Now,” He mumbles out, flicking his tongue teasingly over your bottom lip. “Will you join me, My Queen?”
You pull away, wiping the tears that linger from your face. A soft smile rests on your lips as you trace your hand down his neck and lightly over his chest. “With pleasure, My King.”
The way he shivers beneath your touch says it all.
Leaning in to place one final kiss to your cheek, Seonghwa slides back into the sacred pool. His eyes never leave your figure as you stand back to your feet, gaze hooding over as he sees you reach for the hem of your shirt.
He licks his lips, cock twitching in anticipation.
Long since has he desired you. Long since has he wished for this day, and now that it is finally here, he plans on taking his time with you. No longer shall you doubt his affections for you. No longer will you question your beauty. Once he’s done with you, you will be his, and he will finally be yours.
“My Beauty,” he hums, noticing the way you seem to still hesitate to remove your clothing. “Never be afraid to reveal yourself to me. There is not a part you that is unloved by me.”
Subtly, your hands tighten over your shirt. A movement his eager eyes catch in the sunlight that filters through the surrounding trees. Seonghwa cannot help the way his breathing deepens, hands lightly skimming the water surrounding him in attempts to release some of the tension from his body. It’s taking everything within himself right now not to jump you, to tear your clothes from your flesh and ravage you like he’s long since desired.
His jaw clenches, cock twitching once more.
The slight hitch in his breath is audible even to you as you finally remove the material of your shirt. The way he’s staring at you, eyes dark and predatory, his chest heaving with every breath through his parted lips, makes you shiver. You cannot help the way you swallow thickly, shifting to cover your arms over your body.
A low growl escapes him, those same shadows falling over his features as he tilts his head the slightest bit forward. “Don’t you dare hide yourself from me, My Queen. I want to see every delectable inch of you.” 
A deep rumble fills the air. A tone you’ve never heard him use before with you. It makes you shiver, heart stuttering excitedly in your chest. You can feel your whole body heating as he continues to stare at you with such a ravenous hunger held within his gaze.
Slowly, you lower your arms.
“That’s it,” He purrs, sinking back beneath the water so that only his head is visible. “Do you have any idea how perfect you are?”
You swallow the sudden dryness in your throat, tongue darting out to wet your lips. “If you say so, then it must be true.”
“My Queen,” A devilish grin stretches across his features, eyes glinting as your fingers slip beneath the waistband of your pants. “Would I ever lie to you?”
The soft upturn of your lips as you shake your head says it all.
Seonghwa’s grin stretches wider across his face, tongue flicking over the bottom of his fangs. Carefully, he kneels on the bottom of the pool, cock throbbing beneath the water. With every inch of your bare skin that you expose, his hands twitch, body beginning to shake in need. The longer he goes without touching you, without feeling your body pressed against his own, the closer his sanity gets to snapping.
The moment your pants drop, the material pooling around your ankles, a curse in the old tongue escapes him. He tosses his head back, eyes fluttering closed briefly as he takes a deep breath in in an attempt to steady himself.
His hand settles over his cock.
“My Queen,” The title is but a moan against his lips. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
Slowly, he begins stroking himself, cock twitching in his grip. His eyes never leave your figure for one second, not wanting to miss a single movement of your body. Your bare skin beckons him, begging for him to touch, and cover you in his marks.
The small, bashful smile he can see playing at your lips has him squeezing his hand firmly around the base of his cock.
“Fuck- you’re so beautiful,” He pants, leaning back slightly in the water to admire you. “Just the sight of you alone makes me want to come undone. You make me so unbelievably hard, My Love.”
A soft giggle fills the air, setting his heart racing. He cannot prevent the low groan from escaping his throat as he sees you step in closer to the edge of the pool. The way your one hand comes up to slip a finger teasingly beneath the band of your bra makes his head spin.
“I cannot wait to have my hands all over you,” He sighs, eyes nearly fluttering at the mere thought as he slowly strokes over his cock. “I promise to show you a pleasure unimaginable, My Love.”
“You please me just by being you, you nincompoop.” You grin, toeing the edge of the pool.
“There she is.” A pleased laugh escapes him, his eyes crinkling at the sides. “There’s the queen I know and love.”
Slowly, you lower yourself onto the ledge, dipping your feet into the water. Your hands rest beside you on the rocks to steady you, glancing up to see Seonghwa stalking towards you.
The moment you submerge even just a part of yourself into the sacred pool, it’s as if the water becomes crystal clear. Your breath hitches as you catch sight of his hard cock practically throbbing between his legs, the tip an angry red.
“The feeling is very much mutual, My Queen,” He purrs, sliding his hands teasingly up the back of your calves. Extending his claws, he lets them dance along your skin before his fingers are hooking beneath your knees. A blink, and he pulls you flush against him, wrapping your legs around his waist as he rests his forehead against your own. “Your mere existence in my life is the most wondrous thing I have ever had the pleasure to experience.”
Your breath hitches in your throat, hands immediately finding purchase on his shoulders. His eyes seem to flash at your touch, shivering beneath your hold as you trail your fingers up his neck. Delicately, you cup his face, your breathing deepening as anticipation claws at your stomach.
A shiver caresses your spine as you feel him slide the claws of his one hand delicately up your side. Teasingly, he slips a finger beneath the band of your bra.
Seonghwa looks down briefly before darting his gaze back to your own. “May I?”
You nod, already feeling breathless just from such a simple touch. “You may.”
Without wasting a single moment, Seonghwa snaps the band of your bra. You barely even register how quickly he tears the offensive material off of your skin, the movements too quick for your eyes to follow.
A low, appreciative moan escapes him as his hands come up to cup your breasts.
“Fuck- you have such pretty tits, My Love.” He squeezes your flesh appreciatively, and you can feel the way his cock twitches against your core. Humming contently, he pushes them together, burying his face in your breasts and inhaling deeply. “You smell incredible.”
A pleasant shiver caresses your spine, hand coming up to thread lightly through his hair. A small smile toys at your lips, pushing your chest further into him as he nuzzles against you.
“All for you, My King.” You sigh, your eyelashes fluttering in bliss.
The low, rumbling growl that shakes his chest can be felt against your own. His dark eyes glance upwards to meet your own as his fangs flash.
“Mine.” He snarls, sinking his teeth into the swell of your breast, directly over your heart.
A loud moan escapes you, arching immediately into his touch. Your fingers tighten in his hair, tugging gently at the stands as you feel him growling against your skin. Your legs tighten around his waist as you feel him pull his head back only to begin laving his tongue over the fresh bite in the next second.
“Mmmh,” he hums, nuzzling your breast affectionately with his nose. “I can never get enough of you.”
Gently, his tongue flicks over the wound, staunching the bleeding with his magic. Tenderly, he admires you, thumbs beginning to circle over your nipples as his eyes hood over. Again, he squeezes your breasts, lips parting at the feel of them in his hands.
Rolling your hips against his own, you decide that two can play at this game.
The groan he lets out is music to your ears.
Finally, you release the hold you have on his hair, dragging your nails down the front of his chest. The way you feel him shiver beneath your touch has your lips twitching upwards smugly. Only, that smirk is immediately wiped off of your features as you feel him steal your lips with his own.
The kiss is desperate, his tongue delving into your mouth and needing to feel your own. His hips roll into your own, creating a steady pace as his one hand slips behind your back.
He pulls you closer, claws pricking against your skin.
“Do you have-“ he parts from you only briefly, “any idea-“ his fangs nip your bottom lip, “how long I’ve waited for this moment?”
His lips are back on yours, kissing you like you are the very air he needs to breathe. Slowly, steadily, he begins leaning you back over the rocks you rest upon, hovering over you as he greedily swallows all of your sounds.
“Long since-“ he pants, beginning to kiss down along your jaw, “have I dreamt-“ he nips at the skin of your neck, grinding himself against you once more, “of claiming you as my own.”
A loud whine of his name escapes you as you keen beneath his touch.
“That’s it, My Queen,” He hums, tracing his hands lovingly over your sides as he begins to kiss down your body. “Tell everyone who you belong to. Tell the universe who your eternal servant is. Cry out my name as I finally make you mine.”
You arch into his touch, eyes squeezing shut as you moan. His lips ignite a fire beneath your skin, tracing a path over the swells of your breasts until he wraps his lips around one of your nipples. Gently, he begins to suck on that pert little bud, his fangs teasingly scraping against the sensitive skin.
His cock throbs as you writhe beneath his touch, chest rumbling in contentment. His dark gaze watches your every movement, eyes locked on your every expression as he releases your one nipple with a wet pop. No time is wasted before he’s laving his tongue across your skin, eagerly moving to suck your other nipple into his mouth.
He hums, flicking his tongue over the pert bud.
Your hand returns to his hair, pulling him in closer against you as your hips shift against his own. You can feel your heart racing in your chest, and from the way you feel him smile against your skin, you can just tell that he can hear how it beats for him.
“My Seonghwa,” Your voice is but a pleased, airy hum. “My King.”
A snarl unlike anything you’ve ever heard before escapes him.
“That’s right, My Queen,” He places a final kiss to your nipple, grinning widely against your skin. “I am yours. I will always and forever only be yours.”
You practically purr down at him, eyes hooded in pleasure. “Mine.”
Seonghwa’s hips jerk against you, a shameless moan falling from his lips. His breathing deepens, low growls escaping him with every exhale as he continues to make his way down your body. His claws gently scrape against your skin, biting and sucking his marks into you as he slowly settles between your legs.
“I belong to you, My Queen.” The intensity of his dark gaze takes your breath away. “I always have, and I always will.”
Tenderly, he places a kiss directly over your clothed clit, humming as his eyes flutter in bliss. His fingertips trace up your thighs, admiring every inch of skin presented to him, and loving how you feel pressed against him. 
Turning his head, he begins to nibble at your inner thigh. Kisses are placed meticulously over such sensitive skin, tongue coming out to flick over each new mark he gives you. His touch is gentle as he settles your thighs over his shoulders, nuzzling closer and closer to your core as he slips his hands beneath your ass.
His eyes fall shut, inhaling deeply. A shudder wracks his entire body, lips parting as he begins to pant once more.
“Your scent is intoxicating, My Love.” A gentle confession as he noses along your clothed slit. His tongue darts out to flick against your panties, and he moans, whole body shaking in need. Not even a moment later, his eyes are flashing open, a desperation you’ve never seen before shining within. “Let me devour you.”
With those words, he shreds through your panties, burying his face between your legs.
The most guttural groan escapes him as he drags his tongue through your folds, the taste of you making his head spin. His grip tightens on your ass, claws pricking into your skin as he pulls you in closer to him. Lips press against your clit, kissing it gently before suckling eagerly at your precious little bud.
His hot breaths can be felt against your cunt as he rubs himself into you, his eyes fluttering with every drop of you he can taste on his tongue. For far too long he’s waited for this moment, and now that it’s here, he plans on savouring it. Not one part of you will go untouched - unloved - by him tonight, and as the sun arcs high across the sky, he knows that he has all the time in the world.
After all, he’s only just begun.
Slipping his hand from your ass, he guides his fingers up to part your folds. Eagerly, he thrusts his tongue into you as he opens you completely to him, his nose pressing firmly against your clit. He moans into you, swirling his tongue before he’s curling the muscle, flicking the tip against you as he presses in as deep as he can.
His eyes roll to the back of his head at the feeling of your thighs beginning to tremble around his head. His nose slides over your clit as he drinks from you, desperately suckling every drop that pours from you and begins to drip down his chin.
Whimpers and whines of his name fall shamelessly from your lips, hand returning to tangle your fingers in his hair. The way you pull him in closer only causes him to let out a pleased snarl against your cunt. The feeling makes your whole body tremble, moans beginning to rise in pitch as he brings his lips back up to suckle on your clit.
Shaking his head back and forth a few times, Seonghwa begins to flick the tip of his tongue over your clit. The hand he has gripping your ass squeezes your flesh appreciatively once more, tugging you even closer to the edge of the pool. Carefully, he slides his touch along the underside of your thigh, slowly lifting his fingers from you to sneak them beneath the water.
A moan reverberates against you as he wraps his hand around his cock, stroking himself in time with his movements over your cunt. His chest heaves as he squeezes the base of his cock. He's already so close to tipping over the edge from your blissful cries, to the way your thighs threaten to close around his head at any moment. The way you feel dripping down his chin, your sweet nectar bathing his tongue as your scent begins to cover him has his cock twitching, his own body beginning to shake.
You can feel a tight pressure building within your abdomen, your walls beginning to rhythmically clench around nothing as your thighs tense. Your hips begin shifting over his lips, grinding against his face in time with his movements over you.
“Fuck- My King! Right there-“ A broken cry escapes you, eyes squeezing shut as he continues to desperately suck your clit between his lips. “You’re gonna make me-“
A loud whine escapes you, moans falling in succession as you tumble right over the edge. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, whole body shaking as your back arches from the intensity of your orgasm. Desperately, your hands cling to his hair, fingers buried in his locks as you hold him to you.
A feral snarl greets your ears.
Without wasting a second, Seonghwa slips his tongue back down to your entrance. Only, this time, as he pushes the soft muscle into you, it doesn’t stop.
A scream of his name tears from your throat as you feel his tongue growing inside of you. The muscle thickens, the tip eagerly stroking along your sensitive walls as you come, your whole body shaking uncontrollably.
A stuttering moan escapes him, his eyes rolling as he buries his tongue within you. Finally, he no longer has to hold himself back, each exhale but a low growl as he feels your walls spasming around him. With every pulse of your warmth, every flutter of your cunt over him, his tongue grows, pushing deeper within you and filling you to the brim.
He jerks in his hand, deep, guttural moans reverberating against your cunt as he comes with you. The feeling of you surrounding him, of you crying out for him and him alone sends him right over the edge. His whole body shakes, heart close to bursting from how much love and desire floods his veins for you in this very moment.
Only now, he can never get enough.
“Oh… my fucking god!” You can barely prevent your eyes from rolling, that familiar pressure within your abdomen feeling as if it hasn’t receded in the slightest.
Whimpers and moans continue to fall from your lips, harmonizing along with his pleased growls as he massages the tip of his tongue against your inner walls. He seems to be drawing a pattern against your innermost sensitive spot, your breath stuttering with every press against you. You can feel yourself dangerously close to the edge once more, chest heaving as you attempt to catch your breath.
The moment he presses his thumb over your clit, circling that swollen little nub as his tongue continues to work inside of you, you scream. Your orgasm crashes into you, vision going white as you squirt all over his face. Your grip is like a vice, clinging to him as a lifeline as your whole body shakes in ecstasy.
The snarl that tears from his throat is nothing short of feral as he feels you flood his tongue. His whole body trembles alongside your own, the intensity and meaning of this moment washing over him as he finishes spelling his name in the old tongue deep within your cunt. He can feel his cock throbbing between his legs once more as he guides you through your high, each whimper and whine you give him causing an insurmountable sense of pride to swell within his chest.
Gently, he continues to circle your clit with his thumb as he begins to slowly retract his tongue. The way your breath stutters, high pitched moans still escaping you with every minuscule movement over your cunt causes the corners of his lips to twitch upwards. His hands are soon back on your thighs, lightly stroking his fingers over your skin to help ground you as you come back down to this moment here in time with him.
Finally, his tongue slides out of you.
“You don’t know-“ he breathes out, voice ragged as his chest heaves, “how fucking sexy that was.” His dark eyes flick to your own, laving his tongue teasingly over your cunt. “I want to make you do that again.” He flicks the tip of his tongue over your clit, loving how your whole body twitches in response. “I will make you do that again.”
“Seonghwa…” his name is but a breathless whine upon your lips.
“You’re so beautiful, My Queen, especially when you come for me.” He hums, continuing to clean you with his tongue. Not a single drop is meant to go to waste, and he makes sure of that. “You did so well for me.”
A pleased sigh falls from his lips as his eyes flutter shut, savouring this moment with you. He tilts his head to the side, gently resting against your thigh for the moment as his hands continue to rub tenderly against your skin.
Turning slightly, he places a soft kiss to your inner thigh. “Are you ready to become one with me, My Queen?”
The way he looks up at you through his lashes says it all. Nothing but tender love and devotion is held within his gaze, amongst something much darker. Something primal that sets your heart racing, yet still makes you feel safe and secure held within his arms.
A tender smile pulls at loving lips.
“I would love nothing more, My King.”
Seonghwa wastes no time in wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his embrace. Gently, he submerges the both of you beneath the sacred pool, nothing but your heads kept above the water. His grip is firm, one hand squeezing your ass while the other supports your back. The feeling of you wrapping your legs around his waist has his cock twitching against your core, a low, pleased growl escaping him.
Slowly, he turns toward the waterfall.
“I love you,” His hand comes up to tenderly cup your cheek, brushing his thumb over your skin.
You smile, mirroring his actions. “I love you.”
Leaning forward, Seonghwa presses his lips to yours. His movements are slow, wanting to savour this moment, as well as the feeling of you in his arms. The way your bare skin feels pressing right up against his own is making his head spin, anticipation clawing at his stomach.
Pulling away, he rests his forehead against your own.
A soft gasp escapes him as he feels you reach down between your bodies, grasping his cock in your hand. His eyes flutter as you begin stroking him slowly, squeezing your hand over the head of his cock a few times before circling over it with your fist.
Lining him up with your entrance, you make sure you’re staring deeply into his eyes. Teasingly, you drag the tip of his cock through your folds, moaning lowly as you bump the head against your clit a few times.
His breathing deepens, eyes the darkest shade of brown you’ve ever seen as he stares intently at you. He doesn’t want to miss a single movement, a single expression you’re giving him as he prepares for the moment he’s been anticipating since he first laid eyes upon you.
“Become one with me, My King.” You breathe out, pushing just the tip of him against your entrance.
His heart soars, nothing but warmth and love flooding his veins.
“With pleasure, My Queen.” A low growl escapes him, tilting his head to rest his forehead against your own.
A soft gasp escapes you as you feel him beginning to push into you. The head of his cock parts your fold briefly before he’s pulling his hips back slightly only to roll them forward. With each movement, he sinks deeper and deeper inside of you, his hands squeezing your ass. You can feel his claws pricking at your skin, your arms settling around his shoulders to pull him in closer.
“You feel incredible around me.” He moans, chest heaving as he attempts to maintain some form of control over himself. “So fucking soft… and warm.”
A pleased hum escapes you, nudging his nose with your own as his eyes flutter. The way you can feel him practically pulsing within you as he bottoms out has your lips parting in a moan.
“Feel so full with you inside me.” You hum, fingers threading through the hair on the nape of his neck. “Like you were made for me.”
His hips jerk at your words, a devious smirk tugging at his lips. 
“I was.” His grip tightens on your ass, his hips rolling up into yours. “I was made for you, My Queen. To love you. To cherish you… To please you.”
Again, he rocks himself into you, grinding his hips against you as he presses you firmly against himself.
Your eyes flutter shut, lips parting in another moan.
For a moment, he admires you. Nothing but love and adoration can be seen in his eyes as he reaches up to trace a finger over the side of your cheek.
“Do you trust me?”
You blink, not even having to think about your answer as you smile so tenderly at him. “With my life.”
The moment those words escape you, his lips are on your own. His hands tighten over you, pulling you flush against himself as he kisses you desperately. The way your legs tighten around his waist only makes his chest rumble in content, tongue parting your lips and eagerly swallowing your every sound.
Slowly, carefully, he begins walking towards the waterfall.
You cling to him as he moves, leaning in to trace your lips over his skin. Teasingly, you nip at his jaw, flicking your tongue over his pulse and hearing how he moans in response. His breathing deepens as you clench around him, his cock throbbing deep inside of you.
Pausing just before the waterfall, Seonghwa meets your gaze.
“My Queen.” He growls out, eyes flashing as shadows fall over his face. “For all eternity.”
With those words, he submerges you both beneath the flow of water.
The sensation only lasts a few second, for he doesn’t stop there. You grip him tighter, expecting to feel the cool sensation of stone pressing into your back at any moment. Only, the feeling of being laid atop of something plush and soft has you blinking your eyes open in mild surprise.
“From now, until the end of the known universe,” Seonghwa’s soft voice reaches your ears, his hand reaching out to trace gently over the side of your face as he stares down at you so tenderly. “This place shall always be ours.”
Your breath catches slightly, taking in the sight of a small cave hidden behind the waterfall. Blue and white crystals glow softly, illuminating the interior of the space. You seem to be resting on a large bed of moss, various flowers of your favourite varieties littering the floor.
Nothing but tender love and affection can be seen in your gaze as you stare up at the Fae before you. A look which is mirrored in his own eyes.
“Just lay back and relax, My Queen,” He smiles down at you, standing tall. His hands slip down beneath your knees, pushing your legs up gently. “Let me take care of you.”
Softly, he rolls his hips into yours, fingers digging lightly into your skin. His tongue comes out to wet his lips, some strands of his wet hair falling over his eyes and framing his face.
A soft hum escapes you, purposely clenching around him as you admire every bare inch of his exposed skin. You can see the tips of his pointed ears peeking out from his dark locks, his dark eyes locked on your figure. The muscles in his abdomen tense, and you can feel him twitch deep inside of you as he rolls his hips into your own once more.
His fingers tighten on the backs of your thighs as his eyes flash. Not even a moment later, he’s pulling almost all of the way out of you only to thrust back into you sharply.
Lowly, you moan, eyes rolling slightly as you clench around him.
The corners of his lips quirk upwards as another sharp thrust is made.
“Fuck- Look at how beautiful you are, My Queen.” He moans, hooded gaze taking in the way your whole body shakes with each calculated thrust he gives into you. “You take me so well; I never wish to be parted from you again.”
His pace is slow, making sure to bury himself deeply within you with each sharp thrust he makes. Seonghwa is sure to watch your every reaction carefully before he’s trailing his gaze down your body. His lips part as he watches his cock sink into you with each thrust, eyes fixated on the way your delicate warmth sucks him in.
A loud moan escapes you as he rolls his hips into yours after a particularly sharp thrust. Almost instinctually, you reach out for him, only for him to meet you halfway.
In an instant, your hands are pinned beside your head, fingers intertwined with his own. His looming figure towers over yours pinned beneath him, tongue darting out to wet his lips as he grinds himself into you. The way your whimper catches in your throat has a devious, and a little unhinged, grin pulling at his features.
“I’m going to fill you so full of me, you’ll always feel the impression of my cock buried deep within this tight little pussy of yours.” A deep rasp is all that escapes him, setting a steady pace as he thrusts into you. “Gonna fuck you so full of my love you’ll never question me again.”
A choked gasp of his name escapes your lips, ending on a whine as he snaps his hips against your own. Immediately, you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in closer as you squeeze his hands.
He squeezes back.
A wicked grin stretches across his features as he sets a brutal pace, fangs glinting in the light of the cave. The way your body bounces with each thrust into you makes his head spin, eyes eagerly drinking in every expression you make.
Countless moans and low curses fall from your lips. Your eyes are squeezed shut, head tossed back onto the earth as you feel him hitting that special spot deep within you with every thrust. You can feel that all too familiar pressure building within, and you gladly give yourself over to the feeling.
“You’re the most breathtaking sight I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing.” He growls, leaning in to lick up the side of your neck. “I could never get tired of such an earth shattering beauty beneath me.”
“Seonghwa-“ Your breath catches, a long moan escaping you as you arch into his touch.
“Come for me.” His voice is but a snarling command, desperate as he meets your gaze. “Come for me, My Queen. Let me feel you claiming this cock as I claim you.”
Seonghwa releases his hold on your one hand in order to slip his between your bodies. His thumb finds your clit, circling that little swollen nub as he pounds into you. Nothing but rumbling growls escape him with every exhale, begging you to fall apart for him as he pleases you with everything he is.
With one final flick over your clit, you scream his name.
The fingers you have still intertwined with his own cling to his hand as a life line. Your back arches from the earth, whole body shaking violently as your orgasm washes over you. High pitched whines and whimpers escape you, chanting his name like a mantra as you squeeze around him, thighs trembling as you hold him to you.
The moment he feels you clenching around him, his cock twitches. Seeing you come undone beneath him like this sends him right over the edge, and with one final thrust, he’s burying himself deep within you.
A loud moan of your name escapes him, chanting your title like a prayer as spurt after spurt of come escapes him. The way he can feel your combined releases leaking out of you and dripping onto his balls makes his head spin, his thumb still circling languidly over your clit.
He needs to make sure he’s providing nothing but the utmost pleasure to you that you can conceive of. He needs to see you falling apart again, and again, and again.
After all, His Queen deserves nothing but the best from Her King.
Slowly, you begin to calm down. You chest heaves, thighs still twitching as you feel him finally still his thumb over your clit. The way he presses his finger against that swollen little nub causes you to clench, whining from the pressure.
A deep chuckle reverberates from within his chest, his lips pressing softly against your own. Finally, he removes his thumb from over your clit, bringing his hand up to gently trace his fingers over your ear.
Your now very pointed ear.
“My Queen,” He hums, a pleased rumble shaking his whole being as he sees the faintest flash of fangs behind your parted lips.
You open your eyes, meeting his own dark gaze with a newfound intensity swirling deep within your own.
“Welcome home.”
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wanderingblindly · 3 months ago
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omg i’d die for a flip flop for landos pov during the scene where oscar is having a lowkey meltdown bc he *feels* something wrong with lando and is trying to find him in It’ll Pass. like dying for it in fact
(ask game) (original fic)
Yeah fuck it, let’s write Omegaverse in the laundromat lmfaoooooo
Lando’s been playing a dangerous game for too long, toeing lines too narrow for his brash nature. He knows it; he’s known it since the first time he met Oscar at the MTC, since he crossed his arms and made some side comment about Oscar being quite tall.
But it’s hard to stop a game with no clear end, no clear winners. It’s even harder to stop a game that, frankly, Lando wants to keep playing. Race car drivers aren’t in the business of quitting, they’re in the business of greed.
And Oscar pulling him into a hug in Miami, the solidness of his body like honey-thick relief against his electric nerves, that’s greed.
And, Lando immediately realizes with wide eyes, a mistake. A step too far. More than a toe over the line, but his entire body flung over the threshold.
He doesn’t hear what Oscar says — whispers — into his ear, doesn’t feel the light puff of his shell-shocked laughter against his fevered skin; Lando can’t register anything beyond the slight shift in his skin, the delicate cross between adrenaline and more.
No.
No.
He slips away, Oscar pulled elsewhere by the post-race masses and Lando back into his teams’ loving arms; subtly, in a way only they know, Lando grabs Jon’s hand — a plea in the haze of excited tears and relentless Miami sun. They lock eyes, Lando’s silently urging: we have to go.
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His breathing is getting heavy, skin starting to feel too tight too quickly. It’s too soon, building too rapidly. Jon shouldn’t have to be shouldering him like this. The air shouldn’t hurt like this, his knees shouldn’t be wobbling as they stumble through the hotel’s back door.
The elevator doors slide closed.
“No,” Lando manages to get out, eyes focused on Jon’s hand — reaching for the elevator buttons. The wrong floor.
“We gotta get you inside,” Jon looks at him, leaned against the elevator wall, cheeks a brilliant pink. “It’s… you didn’t forget your meds, right?”
“Oscar’s.” His breathing feels too labored, hot and heavy like something’s sat on his chest.
“Lando,” His voice drops soft, grazing Lando’s cheek like a father’s loving hand. It makes him whimper, sliding down the wall and finding home on the floor. Jon follows suit, crouching down to his eye-line. “We have to go to your room, you know how —”
“I need.” A shaking breath, Jon’s concerned face starts to blur. “Him. Can’t, hah, breathe.”
It’s panic. Deep in his nerves, burrowed in his bones, is the subconscious understanding that something’s wrong. The onset. The speed. The tugging deep in his heart that he left part of him back at some fucking football stadium parking lot.
His pulse is throbbing in his teeth as he talks, heat building under his skin like a weapon.
Jon’s still staring, a familiar hand reaching for his neck. Feeling his pulse. Feeling for scars. Finding nothing but racing need and unfamiliar fear.
“You know that you can’t… Lando, it’s too dangerous to try…” He sounds torn, but Lando can’t find the pieces. The world’s going fuzzy, both soft and hard around the edges and fading fast.
He tries to grab Jon’s arm, hand flopping uselessly in the space between them. “Get me there.” Lando’s words are shaking, chest heaving under the weight of his heat. “Now.”
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It’s like coming in and out of a light, summer sleep. Laying in the field behind his childhood home, distantly aware that the sun may set soon, more intimately aware of the wildflowers in the air; perfectly warm, dusted in sunshine sifting through the leaves above.
Lando shoves his face in deeper, flexing his fingers in the soft cotton of his sleeves.
The door clicks.
The sun feels closer, that painful tension in his heart finally easing — like he can finally draw in a full breath. “Osc?”
His muscles ache, somehow overly tense and pliant all at once. And he’s sweating, damp around the hairline and under his layers of Oscar’s clothes. But it’s. His mind homes in on the smell of him, the perfectly glistening, wonderfully orange glow of him.
And he needs it. Needs it needs it needs it —
So he shifts over, spurring a thousand needles under his skin but he’s too tired to care. Too desperate to feel whole and safe and like he’s holding the world in his hands. “C’mere,”
“Please.” He begs into the sheets, skin prickling with the awareness that it’s lacking. Missing. A touch so far, lingering at the foot of his nest.
It feels like becoming whole, the moment Oscar’s fingers — shaking, scared — graze against him. Better than whole, it’s. Fulfilling something greater. Balanced, maybe. He feels a purr building in his chest, skin finally soothed, heart awash in light.
He can finally breathe again.
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thechekhov · 2 years ago
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Dungeon Meshi - Quick Reacts (CHA 13: Boiled in Seawater)
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What are we eating this time? 
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Oh, I see. Chilchuck’s on the menu!
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Don’t shun the poor boy, his ideas were good. 
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Chilchuk: sees random box
Chilchuck: MIMIC SPOTTED.
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oh there’s a sTORY HERE
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I mean, he’s not WRONg but I definitely want them to eat a mimic.
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oh no
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NOOO POOR GUY
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WHAT private life, Chilchuk? you’re literally in the dungeon for months on end. What do you do that ISN’T this?! 
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I would DIE for sweepy Mawcille 
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I don’t know why but the idea of this little coin just goin about its business is super fucking funny to me. I will 100% incorporate these guys into my dungeons now. 
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run, little coin!
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Chilchuck, were you trying to protect the coin from--
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oof. don’t be so hard on yourself, bud. 
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Marcille is still a sleepy little caterpillar and I love that for her. 
How did y’all not hear the gate slam down?
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I’m also surprised they didn’t raid everything in this room. Like, there’s clearly bags and barrels and that cabinet. Did you look in them at all? How did Chilchuk stop them from opening the mimic box? Wouldn’t they be all over it?
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I know foreshadowing when I see it. 
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someone oiled those hinges REAL well
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IT’S USING THE BOX AS A HOUSE CUUUUTE
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lmfaoooooo Laios’ stupid trivia is gonna save your life
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OOF that was close. Your scarf!
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hold on, is the coin bug like... a baby mimic????
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How loud is he yelling and why don’t they hear him?!
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oooh, it’s crab stew for dinner!
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Sleepy Marcille came through! She’s a good girl!!!!! 
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awww only barely, honey. Only barely. 
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Laios just petting it... 😂
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This anger goes DEEP. Conquer your hatred by eating it, Chilchuck.
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Stop re-traumatizing him, Senshi 🤣
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What is dungeoneering if not bullying your companions relentlessly, day after day?
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You really wanted to save that little coinbug....... Precious. 
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I’m..................................................OKAY???????? I GUESS???????
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........okay I kinda thought he was 19, but also, if he’s a Halfling Half-foot isn’t that still very much BABY? 
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In comparison to Dwarves and Elves, I guess, yeah.
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I KNEW IT. LAIOS WAS THE BABY OF THE GROUP ALL ALONG. AHAHA
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moe-broey · 9 months ago
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mangoposts · 10 months ago
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What do you think they’re like while arguing
Personally I think Chris is very petty and will rarely apologize first, and when you do he’s literally all up on you. Definitely shows attitude and makes “jokes” about the argument but lowkey fr about it, and whenever he does apologize first it’s cuz he can’t last any longer w out you or not talking to you.
I think for Matt, he can be mature about it or have a real bad attitude (tough guy Matt) He would probably apologies first because he either feels bad or can’t handle not talking to you (same as Chris) buttt he would def have his days where he would give silent treatment and you’ll have to apologize first.
I 100% agree. Especially with the last part about Matt, when i imagine arguing with Matt i imagine him to be verrryyy tough, he doesn’t like arguing but when something is genuinely bothering him about you or your relationship he’ll become so standoffish and cold. Literally just says shit like “Yeah. Okay. You’re right. Awesome.” And stays silent until you’re apologizing 😭 Like i don’t know why i imagine him to be so rude during arguments. Unless he realizes he’s done something wrong or he’s being too harsh, he’ll come to you first (After the silent treatment for awhile) And apologize
Chris is like you said, extremely petty😭 But i think it takes a LOT for Chris to be genuinely upset with his partner, so if he’s actually arguing back and being petty then it’s probably your fault and not his 😭. And he’s a little immature during arguments, like you said making jokes about it or laughing in your face while you’re upset. He’d probably get you so angry you literally want to scream at him Lmfaoooooo. I feel like half way into any argument though he’d realize how serious it is and then he’d handle it maturely. It definitely depends on the situation but i feel like Chris would apologize first 90% of the time because Chris is such a baby to me. I don’t think he’d be able to eat knowing you guys aren’t on good terms so you could be yelling at each other for an hour and then 3 minutes later go out to eat together idk 🤷🏻‍♀️
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cinamun · 5 months ago
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Mama pullin up with Rih BBHMM blasting SENT me...however, what I love about this (aside from DJ getting his chance to be the confuzzled Mr. Krabs meme) is this part right here...
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Cause SOMEBODY had to tell her. Indy said both of them are getting these lessons TODAY!
KNOW YOUR WORTH BUTTERFLY GIRL. KNOW. YOUR. WORTH.
Shoulda kept it pushing when you walked in there and that apartment was a hot, stankin, filthy ass mess (smelling like week old pizza and corn chips)...but yet she proceeded to get her back blown out. Only to go back and be called the wrong name YET again. GIRLIE...STAND UP! I hope you learned and I hope that work study job, tuition, and/or Mama and/or Daddy's allowance is enough to cover your actions. Bet she won't throw a nan-notha skillet. Hell, she may never cook with another skillet after this. 🤣
And lemme find out ole dude from back in the day is her daddy...wasn't he butterfly man? My mind is trash right now but the one Indy messed with that had our girl smellin like shea butta & blasting that good Neo-Soul on a Tuesday...
LMFAOOOOOO pls don't be butterflyman's daughter!!
No fr, Indya was bound and determined to catch Ms. Isa and drop them bills and some words of wisdom because... twice? TWICE? She was mad the first time and refused to make that man the eggs and chorizo with the skillet, now she throwing skillets. And you're right, this poor girl is going to be cooking out of stew pots, the microwave, them pans you get at the grocery store around turkey day...
Post-Skillet Trauma™ (PSTD)
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teekays · 6 months ago
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…I’m back… I’m just addicted to your mind. this is maybe not in the spirit of the game but are there any popular players/ships that you go against the grain on? either as a fan of them in general or because of fandom interpretation ☕️
mon dieu... you have no idea what a treat this is for me..... THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart for giving me this opportunity to Discuss....
honestly tzjd in their heyday (less so now that they're not as popular, at least not the way they were) was like. soooo painful for me because the popular idea of them was very much this fandomized Little Twink and his Beefy Dom Boyfriend thing which. LMFAOOOOOO. jamie? jamie drysdale? be so fucking serious rn..... so it was very much a thing i had to engage in privately or with like 3 trusted mutuals who actually wanted to get Into It... also tangentially i think jhughes is someone people get SOOOO WRONG which ive talked about quite a bit. i think we should let girls be MEAN and a little MANIPULATIVE!!! in general as much as i am a lover and an enjoyer of a happy ending love story sometimes i also hateeeeeeeee when characters get flattened out into the simplest most uncomplicated versions of themselves-- you can still have that happy, sweet love story and have NUANCE and COMPLEXITY in your characters and it's BETTER that way. which tbh is what most of my Beef with certain players/ships comes down to. like i think mt19 and all the hugheses and even tk to a certain extent get this treatment and it makes me a little. hm. i think a lot of that complexity gets lost in the fandomization of characters and like. if that's your jam awesome! i'm glad! but personally on a personal level i prefer a little nuance a little complexity i find it not super interesting to read about characters who are so perfect and one note. also this is not exactly what you were asking but i hate. HATE!!! when people write rule 63 just to make a pairing cishet. you are weak and boring and will not survive the winter
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gwyns · 7 months ago
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“Madja saying a mate would know what’s wrong with Elain and then having Azriel figure it out while Lucien has no fucking clue? That’s the most foreshadowing foreshadow that ever shadowed your honor.”
Funny how Azriel didn’t actually do anything to help Elain during ACOWAR when she was practically catatonic, and when Lucien showed up, Elain actually started getting better. Lucien told Feyre to take Elain to the sea or to a garden, and Azriel only took Elain to the garden after it was first suggested by Lucien. And Azriel figuring out that Elain is a seer isn’t the serve they think it is. Especially when Azriel cared more about the fact that the IC had a seer, “she doesn’t need anything” & “we’re the ones who need a seer” (canon words from Az himself). Tamlin & Lucien figured out Feyre’s powers just like Rhys figured out Nesta’s.
LMFAOOOOOO i'm sorry i can't take them seriously. elain's powers weren't what was wrong with her! she was depressed and not leaving her damn room!! she was basically dead!!! that is what was wrong with her... and isn't it funny that lucien knew to take her outside for fresh air? because he knew, through the threads mates have, that that was the last time she was truly happy. because didn't they live by the sea at one point? pretty sure this was mentioned in acosf but it's been awhile since i've read it and my memory is a bit fuzzy but my point still stands! az didn't do shit for her
idc what anyone on any side of the ship war says, discovering someone's powers isn't romantic. if someone uses that to explain why a couple should be together, be it fan or author, it's lazy af and not compelling to me at all. like wow? az discovered she's a seer and then wanted to use her for their own gain?? omg i can hardly contain myself 😍
respectfully, i hate them, your honor
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