#women if you wanna kiss me i would not object

[ncutii-gatwa]

this pride month id just like to say hi my name is emma and im bi ✌🏻💜💙

[abbysbug]

you're just her property

pairing: dark!mobboss!ellabs x fem!reader

summary: after ellie watches you cockwarm abby for hours during a meeting, she wants to fuck you, too.

content: noncon/dubcon, slight daddy kink, cockwarming, public sex, face slapping, pain kink, crying, mention of kidnapping, sexual pictures without consent, voyeurism, overstimulation, begging, embarrassment.

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Even though it has been a few months since she took you, you don't know much about your kidnapper; only that her name is Abby and she's the boss of a powerful mob in your state.

She doesn't treat you like a human or even a pet. You're one of the prized objects she proudly displays to everyone. At the start, you would always refuse and 'bitch' when Abby wanted to publicly have her way with you; now, you wouldn't dare to disobey her.

So, when she demanded you cockwarm her for the entire meeting, you didn't say no.

Abby has her biggest dildo stuffed inside of you, stretching your aching walls and pressing against your tummy. She has given you stringent orders to not make a sound during the meeting, but that is impossible when you know you're dripping into her lap. It also doesn't help that Ellie, Abby's right-hand man, teases you like there is no tomorrow.

"You're a pathetic little slut, y'know that?"

An uncontrollable whimper leaves your lips and you pout. Abby's hand which is snaked around your torse, pulls you closer; the sudden shift makes you moan. Ellie grins as she watches your face drop in terror.

Abby's fingernails dig into your bare stomach and she hisses, "What'd I fucking tell you?"

"I'm sorry-"

Abby hushes you with a sharp slap to the face. You blink back tears and stifle a cry of pain. You rest your head on Abby's shoulder and watch as Ellie balls her fists and rubs at her eyes mockingly. You poke your tongue out at her.

Ellie leans closer to you, "I can't wait till your daddy lets me fuck that pretty pussy."

"Are you focusing, Ellie, or do I need to punish you, too?" Abby questions, raising her eyebrow.

Ellie opens her mouth several times before muttering "I'm listening. Chillax."

It's a miracle that you stayed quiet for the rest of the meeting. When everyone leaves the room, it's just you, Abby, and Ellie. Ellie looks at you like you're her prey and is ready to pounce at Abby's demand.

Abby looks at her with amusement. "You wanna fuck her, huh?"

"Really?" Ellie excitedly says.

Abby laughs. "I'm asking a question, not giving you permission."

Ellie clears her throat awkwardly. "Yeah, I do. Gotta see what all the hype is about, y'know."

"The hype?" Abby questions with a smile, to which Ellie nods. "Alright, she's all yours."

You whine in protest as you're lifted from Abby and pinned to the wooden table. Ellie stands in between your already soaking thighs and with a grin, wraps her hand around your throat and leans to your ear. "I'm gonna fuck you better than your daddy ever has."

Abby laughs, "Don't get cocky, Williams."

You push at Ellie's chest. You're too overstimulated from cockwarming Abby for hours to take anything else. Neither of the women like that.

"Arms above your head," Abby demands and you hesitate. "I said, arms above your fucking head."

You comply with a whine. Ellie kisses down your neck to the top of your cunt, paying extra attention to your perky nipples. She drags two fingers through your slick and moans. "God, those pictures are trash when compared to actually seeing this,"

You frown and snap your eyes to Abby, "Pictures?"

Abby hums, her eyes locked onto your pussy, "Don't worry about it, baby."

You want to continue interrogating her but all thoughts are washed away when Ellie wraps her lips around your puffy clit and shoves three fingers into your cunt. You cover your mouth to muffle your scream and your back arches. Her tongue moves relentlessly on your clit and her fingers pound inside of you.

"Slow down." You manage to weakly protest.

"Speed up." Abby counters you and Ellie listens.

Loud moans and wet noises are the only things that can be heard. If you had any brain power left, you would cringe at the thought of everyone in the building hearing you. Abby moans loudly and you glance over at her to see her stroking her strap, the base of it pushing against her clit.

Now, it's a race to who can finish first. You're never allowed to cum after Abby unless she specifically allows you to, which after your mess up earlier today, you doubt she'll let you.

You cry as Ellie changes her angle and presses perfectly against your most pleasurable spot. You grab Ellie's hair and tug her closer to your cunt. Your thighs clamp around her head and let out the most guttered moan possible as your blinding orgasm washes over you. Abby follows shortly after you, moaning lowly.

You don't have much strength left. You're barely able to process Abby pulling Ellie by the back of her hair, smashing her lips into hers, and moaning at your taste on her lips.

"Fuck, Abby." Ellie breathes heavily. "You gotta let me do that again."

Abby hums, "Go get that work done and I'll think about her as a reward."

"Hell yeah! I'll get it done ASAP, boss."

You listen as Ellie leaves the room. It's just you and your owner now. She kneels between your thighs, her head adjacent to your cunt. She wraps her hands around your thighs and pulls you closer. She drags her tongue across your quivering, dripping hole.

"Gotta clean you up, princess."

You shake your head, "No, please."

She ignores your cries as her tongue quickly builds you up to your second orgasm. You cum with a silent moan and shake in her hold. Abby stands and pats your thigh.

"Clean yourself up and meet me in my study when you're done."

You sigh and pull yourself to a sitting position. Abby didn't leave you anything to clean yourself with, meaning you had to walk through the entire building naked and dripping until you got to her office.

What a dick.

[masonmontz]

hello hello 🫶🏻

REMEMBER: english is not my first language

+18 smut - bj, the two of them tying each other up, dirty talk, pet name, a little bit of sub!mase word count: 3,7k

NOTES: this is not about their romance, there’s no romance in fact, i tried to write something different and i hope you like it 🤗(maybe I SAID MAYBE will be the part 2 or more bc it's an open ending) - don't wait for fluffy

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Mason tried but he couldn't take his eyes off you since you walked into that club.

The tight white dress really caught his attention, as did the high heels with the red soles. The red lipstick made Mason want to smudge it all over your mouth with a kiss.

And you noticed him too ‘cause Mason saw you look at him and smiled, taking a sip of your drink as you stared at him. It wasn't a normal club, the girls dancing on stage all night had only one goal, as did the men who danced shirtless and in suspenders.

Mason wasn't interested in any strippers, in fact he didn't come with that objective, he just decided to accompany the guys for a fun night. He just didn't expect to find something so interesting in a white dress and red lipstick.

And the best part is that you noticed him too.

You looked over your shoulder and walked to the bar, taking one last look at Mason before turning away. He didn't think twice before following you, ignoring his friends calling out to him.

You had your back to him and a dancer tried to stop Mason, but he just ignored her and kept walking towards you. Mason stood right behind you and you smiled because you knew he was going to follow you, and you turned in the seat to face him.

“Well, I thought it would take longer” you said and Mason smiled, shivering with your voice. He was mesmerized, Mason had never seen someone so beautiful. “Did you like what you saw?”

“I'm just thinking how much I like that red lipstick on your lips” he murmured and not even the loud music stopped you from understanding. “I’m Mason, nice to meet you.”

“I’m Y/n” you said and turned to order a drink, but Mason offered his glass to you. “What are you drinking?”

“Whiskey” he shrugged and you took a sip. Mason found the lipstick mark on the cup incredibly sexy.

“So Mason, what do you want?” you asked and Mason almost widened his eyes at you being so direct, but it was better this way than pretending you weren't interested.

“I- what?” he asked confused. “Well, it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me what you want.”

“I wanna have sex with you and never see you again.”

Mason felt used, but maybe that's just what he does to some women. Mason prayed it was bad and he wouldn't have to see you anymore, because it would be a shame not to see such a pretty face again.

“Fine by me” he said even though it wasn't what he wanted to say to you. Mason would die to feel those lips just once.

Mason would be embarrassed to admit he was horny in the middle of a nightclub over a woman he hadn't even touched yet, but those eyes felt like they were fucking Mason every time you looked at his body. It had been a long time since he felt such a strong desire to have sex with a woman.

“Do you want to go to your house?” he asked, but you quickly shook your head and pointed at him. “Mine then.”

Mason didn't even bother to say goodbye to the guys before grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the club, not before paying your bill and his. You didn't say anything on the way, you just sent a message to the girls letting them know you had left.

Mason was even sexier driving and you wanted to give him a blowjob right there, but it was better to wait until you got to a safe place.

You took his hand that was resting on the backrest and brought it to your leg, Mason smiled mischievously as he squeezed the soft skin.

“You can touch me if you want” you murmured and brought your hand to his thigh, caressing it lightly and looking at him, who alternated his gaze between the road and you. “Don’t be afraid.”

“You’re the devil trying to kill me” you smiled and brought your hand to his crotch, caressing it over the fabric of his beige pants. Mason was hard and you noticed it as soon as you left the club, and you really wanted to touch him since you saw him for the first time that night.

Mason brought his hands to the hem of your dress and looked at you, who just nodded and allowed him to bring his hand to your pussy.

You sighed as he pressed a finger against your clit, and you tried to massage his cock through the fabric, but his finger inside you felt so much better and you couldn't concentrate. You spread your legs and prayed that no cars would pass by, because anyone would see Mason with his fingers stuck in your wet pussy.

You moaned and bit your lips, you took your hand off Mason's dick and held his hand that was on your clit, you pulled your white dress up and Mason could see your red panties that covered nothing.

Mason hated himself ‘cause he still had to pay attention to the road when all he wanted to do was stop the car and cum in your hot pussy. He pulled the small fabric of your panties to the side and you brought his finger to your entrance, making Mason feel how much you were dripping for him. He moaned when he felt the wetness and heat there.

“I’m gonna stop the car” he murmured but you nodded.

“No, someone can see us” You reached your hand down to Mason's pants again and unzipped him, putting your hand inside his pants and feeling his damp underwear. “You’re so big.”

He smiled and shrugged, and your right hand was on his cock and with your left hand you took Mason's fingers inside you, spreading your legs even wider as he penetrated you with two fingers.

You could barely masturbate Mason because you wanted him to thrust his fingers even faster inside you, but he still had to drive.

“Yeah this is so good” you moaned and tried to move up and down his cock, feeling Mason hard as cement. You're almost drooling as you imagine his cock dripping wet to fuck you, hard and veiny.

“You’re so wet” he mumbled and Mason stopped at a traffic light, and when he saw there were no cars around he leaned in and kissed you, finally smudging the lipstick like he wanted.

You moaned as Mason sped up the movements of his fingers, and if he was already good with his fingers, you couldn't wait to see the rest.

A horn took you out of the bubble and Mason sped up the car, wanting to get home as quickly as possible. Mason had moved away from you to drive and you decided to tease him.

You stuck your own fingers in your pussy and pulled them out, bringing them to his lips. Mason didn't think twice before sucking both fingers, licking and tasting the moisture there.

“Good boy” you whispered, and then you lowered the neckline of your dress so Mason could see your breasts, and he moaned when he saw your hard nipples waiting for his mouth. “This is all for you tonight.”

“Please, just masturbate me all the way home” he begged, but you laughed and nodded. You took his hand again and ran his finger over your nipple, and Mason spread you open with his fingertips. “I need to fuck you so bad.”

“How long to your house?” you asked.

“We’re arriving.”

You let go of Mason's hand and pulled on your dress, adjusting your clothes and reaching down to Mason's pants to button them up again.

Of course you rubbed his dick on purpose.

It didn't take long for Mason to stop in front of a large house, and you admired the building because it really is very beautiful.

Mason parked the car and you grabbed your bag and got out, and he quickly showed you the entrance to the house while purposefully rubbing his erection against your ass.

If he pinned you against the wall and fucked you there you wouldn't mind. Or maybe you'd ask him to fuck you on top of that Lamborghini.

You want to control him.

Mason took you to his room and you rolled your eyes when you saw how luxurious the room was, you knew he was a football player and earned millions, but they like to show off.

“All this luxury makes me horny” you mumbled and laughed, Mason smiled and you pulled him against you, kissing him once more.

You knew that the first time he kissed you in the car your lipstick had smudged, and when you walked into the house and Mason turned on the lights you saw his lips smudged with lipstick too. It was so sexy you could cum just imagining him with his lipstick smeared on your pussy.

“That's not very nice, I wanted to make you horny” Mason said and pushed you against the bed, making you fall on your back as he climbed up without letting his weight fall on you.

Mason took off his shirt before leaning down and kissing your lips hard, and you sighed at his tongue against yours.

“Do you have a tie?” you asked as he pulled away to pull up your dress and place his mouth on your nipple, and Mason raised his eyebrow at the request.

“Why? Do you want to be tied up?” you smiled mischievously and scratched his chest with your long nails, and Mason dodged because he shivered at the same time his skin burned.

“No, I want to tie you up” You took advantage of Mason being distracted and turned over in bed, placing him underneath you.

“You can choose the color of the tie” Mason murmured and he felt his cock throb at the thought of being tied up. He had never experienced that before and, well, it would be interesting.

Mason walked to the closet and you followed him, he opened a drawer with a tie and you took a black one. Luckily, he also had a chair in the closet and you grabbed it before leaving. Mason followed you.

You placed the chair in the middle of the room and took off your dress, leaving only your panties and hills for Mason. Mason took off his shirt and when he reached for the button on his pants you went over to him and stopped him.

“You won't take it off now” it was an order and Mason knew it. He obeyed. “Sit there.”

Mason sat in the chair and held out his hands for you to tie, but you smiled and followed him, pulling his arms behind your back.

“You’re not gonna touch me”

“Not fair.”

“It's fair, yeah” you tightened the knot and Mason's hands were trapped behind his back. You turned around and sat on his lap, pulling him in for a kiss. You were sitting on his dick and you could feel how hard he was. “Be a good boy for me.”

Mason closed his eyes and moaned, enjoying being dominated. Mason had never tried anything like it and he noticed that he liked it.

You stood up and Mason opened his eyes, watching you stop in front of him and pull your panties down, leaving you with only your Louboutin heels.

Mason licked his eyes as he saw the pussy in front of him. You lifted one of your legs and rested it on Mason's thigh, and he could clearly see the shine from the wetness there.

“You liked the view?” you asked and Mason agreed, so you smiled and sat in his lap. You grabbed his hair, making Mason look at you. You brought your hand to his chest and scratched, pulling your nail hard from his chest to his pecs, leaving marks.

You got off Mason's lap and knelt in front of him, watching Mason bite his lip as you looked up like the devil. You smiled and Mason knew that smile was capable of killing someone. A man.

You brought your hands to the waistband of his pants, lightly running your hand over the bulge appearing there. Mason sighed. You smiled. You opened the button and zipper, and Mason lifted his hips so you could pull his pants down, leaving him in just his underwear. You brought your lips to the fabric, leaving a light kiss on top that made Mason shiver. He tried to pull his arm away but it was in vain, because he was tied up.

A smile crossed your lips as Mason threw his head back, and you pulled down his underwear to watch his cock spring out of the fabric and rest hard against his abdomen. Mason shivered as you stared at his cock like it was a lollipop, you looked up only to find Mason's eyes desperate to feel your mouth around the length of his cock.

“What do you want?” you asked quietly, holding his cock with one hand and making light movements up and down, feeling it throb between your fingers. “How do you like it? Hard?”

Mason whimpered as you placed your palm on top of his cock, making circular motions as he squirmed in his chair, unable to get out.

“Please, put it in your mouth” he said in a whisper, throwing his head back as he felt the movements of her hand making strong movements around his cock. “Harder, please.”

As you made strong movements with your hand up and down you brought your lips to Mason's balls, he was so hard it looked like Mason was going to explode. You looked up once more and slid your tongue along his entire length as Mason stared at you, you brought a hand to his chest and scratched, seeing the marks you had already left there.

“Please, please…” he moaned when you finally put it all in your mouth, sucking Mason hard while what didn't fit in your mouth you masturbated with your hand. Mason was big and thick, and you couldn't wait to have that whole cock inside you. “I wanna touch you.”

“No” you held Mason sitting with one hand on his abdomen, licking his cock again afterwards. He was so beautiful that you could spend hours licking and sucking, without worrying about anything else. “You want to fuck my mouth?”

“Hell, yeah…” a hoarse moan left his throat and you felt your entire body tremble. Mason didn't seem to be thinking clearly with you making quick movements with your soft lips around his cock.

“Do it” you rested your hands on his thigh as Mason tried to lift his hips to fuck your mouth, and even tied up he had speed and you just looked up as Mason fucked your mouth like you wanted. “Oh my god I’m gonna cum.”

And that's when you stopped, taking his dick out of your mouth and getting up from the floor, hearing Mason complain. You walked and stopped behind him, bringing your lips to his neck and running your hands down his abdomen, reaching his hard cock and making calm movements, making Mason writhe in agony because all he wanted was to release himself.

“I wish you would suck me but I'd rather you fuck me” you whispered in his ear and Mason felt his whole body shiver with your voice, so you released the knot of his tie and Mason stood up quickly, pulling you into a hot kiss.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and moaned when you felt your nipples brush against his warm chest, and Mason walked over to pull you to the bed, but you stopped and held out the tie to him, lifting your arms. Mason's eyes lit up when he understood what you wanted.

“Tie me up” you said, and you almost smiled when you saw Mason’s smile. He tied you up quickly, but Mason glanced at the bed before you laid down.

“I'm going to tie your arms to the headboard” you agreed, and then you climbed onto the bed and crawled over there in your heels, sticking your ass out for Mason to look at.

“Oh Lord” he groaned as you turned over in bed and spread your legs with your arms up. He walked over to your side and tied your arms to the wooden headboard, and Mason quickly took off the underwear he was still wearing.

Mason opened a drawer next to you and took out a condom, and you bit your lip as you watched him put it on and climb into bed next. He held your legs around his hips and you wiggled, wanting him to penetrate you right away, but Mason smiled.

“Maybe it's my time to tease you” he murmured and rubbed the tip of his cock at your entrance, making you moan as he pulled out and did it again, teasing you without penetrating.

“Don’t you dare” you said angrily, but before you could say anything again Mason penetrated you all at once, making you moan loudly as he filled you completely. “Oh- this is so good.”

“Can I move?” you almost melted at the question, because even though Mason was so sexy, he was still concerned and kind.

“Yeah” Mason barely waited for you to respond before he started moving fast, and you rolled your eyes, unable to keep them open for long as Mason fucked you hard. “Yes… yes.”

“You’re so hot, this is so good” he groaned and you regretted the idea of ​​tying you up because all you wanted to do was scratch his back until you left marks that would last for a week.

“Don’t stop” you begged, you had been horny for hours and it wouldn't be long before you came, just like Mason.

It was only a few minutes of Mason fucking you until you felt your body tingle, and you tried to pull your hands from your tie to grab something, but Mason laughed at your desperation and lowered his head to bite your nipple, making you scream as you came around his cock, feeling your pussy throb against him.

Mason pulled his tie and released you, and you quickly brought your hand to your tits, seeking another release as your orgasm exploded inside you.

You moaned his name a few times and Mason held your legs, fucking you wildly and all you could hear was the sound of his skin slapping against yours, and it didn't take long for Mason to cum and throw his head back as he spurted inside you.

Mason's cock was throbbing inside you, and you were so sensitive you could cry, but you pulled Mason's hand from your thigh to your clit, and Mason raised his eyebrows in confusion, because you came ten seconds ago.

“Trust me” you said, and then made circular motions with Mason's fingers on your sensitive clit, and you moaned loudly once more as you came for the second time in less than ten seconds. Mason moaned softly as your pussy squeezed his cock again, and you closed your eyes and relaxed against the soft pillows of his bed.

Mason pulled out of you and now you felt only emptiness as you tried to control your rapid breathing. A few seconds later Mason threw himself down next to you, and when you opened your eyes you saw him staring at the ceiling.

“I didn't know that was possible”

“What?”

“Making a woman cum twice in a row.”

“Then you have a lot to learn about women, my dear.”

Mason let out a low laugh and looked at you, and you just smiled at him but closed your eyes.

“Will you sleep here with me?”

“Not even in your dreams” you murmured. “I need to go home, my fiancé is waiting for me.”

Mason would have laughed at the joke if he hadn't noticed the serious tone in his voice.

“Your what?” he asked with his heart racing. What the fuck?

“My fiancé” you shrugged and Mason really thought you were psychopathic or sadistic at that moment.

“You’re kidding” he said, sitting on the bed.

“If he thinks he can cheat on me, I can cheat on him too. I'm not cheating, I'm taking revenge.”

Oh my God. Mason is dizzy.

“So you used me? Just like that?” he asked indignantly.

“No, I really wanted to have sex with you and it was great.”

“Y/n you’re crazy” he said and threw himself on the bed again, trying to relax and hoping that no man would show up at his house tomorrow to punch him.

“Sorry but I need to go” you said and pulled Mason, and he accepted and gave you one last kiss before you got out of bed to look for your clothes. God, you hadn't even taken off your heels.

“I'll take you home, you can't go alone at this time.”

“I don't want you to take me home, I don't mind going alone.”

“You sure?”

“Just sex and we won't see each other again, remember?”

“Yes, sure.”

Mason didn't know if he was more frustrated that you used him to get back at your fiancé or that he never wanted to see him again because he really wouldn't mind having sex with you again.

He was naked in bed as he watched the most beautiful woman he had ever seen put her clothes back on and act like she had never seen him. It seems the tables have turned for him, and not in a good way.

“Thank you for this night and I’m sorry about this” you said and walked closer, giving Mason one last kiss and not accepting when he offered to go down with you to wait for a taxi. “Don't tie other women up, it's not cool.”

“Yeah right, I can't do this anymore because I'll remember you” Mason rolled his eyes but smiled at you.

“At least I know I'm unforgettable. Bye Mason.”

[raspberrybesitos]

mistletoe kisses | joel miller x f!reader

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Rating: M - 18+ MDNI

Word count: ~2.6k

Summary: You decorate the Christmas tree with some help from Joel and Ellie.

Warnings: established relationship, post-outbreak, Jackson era, canon divergent bc nothing bad ever happens to them ever 😁, sickening fluff, pet names (honey, darlin’, baby, babydoll, etc), allusions to smut, no mention of hair type/skin color/body type, NO USE OF Y/N.

A/N: surprise!!! i know i said this would be up on the 22nd, but i’ve got something else that will be up on saturday 🤭 and i just couldn’t stop thinking about giving this man a happy ending, including healing and starting new traditions with his family 😔 i wish joel was real 💔 anyway, i hope y’all enjoy! not beta’d, all mistakes are my own. 🏃‍♀️

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Grumbling, he treks behind you, snow crunching beneath his work boots as he cautiously lugs the saw in his hands.

You’re rambling about finding the perfect tree in front of him, Ellie asking a million questions about the tradition.

He hadn’t expected, intended, to find a partner in Jackson. That is until he saw you, lugging a heavy crate of harvested crops across the town, your wagon having been broken. Tommy had told him about you, how you were single.

“She’s sweet as pie, brother. She might be good for you. Real pretty too.” Joel recalls the conversation he had with Tommy before he stormed off to the barn.

His Southern hospitality lay dormant until he saw you struggling. The urge to help creeped up on him. His typical quite observant demeanor tossed out the window as he approached you.

“Need some help?” He asks.

You wipe your brow, huffing before laying your eyes on the broad, handsomely rugged man in front of you - it’s Tommy’s brother. His name escaping you briefly.

You beam. “Oh. Sure. Thank you…” you trail off, slightly off guard by his kind gesture. His large gloved hand extends out towards you.

“Joel,” he finishes your sentence. “Thank you, Joel,” your hand shaking his, giving him your name. It rolls off his tongue with a certain sweetness, sending a flurry of butterflies to swirl in your belly. You knew of him, but knew he was also not a man of many words. You had yet to make acquaintances with him and who you assume is his daughter.

“You’re Tommy’s brother right?” You curiously ask, attempting to make small talk as Joel grunts while picking up the crate.

“Yes ma’am.”

Smiling at his Southern drawl, you run to help him carry one side of the heavy crate, feeling bad letting him do all the work.

“Uh uh, what do you think you’re doin’?” He asks, brow raised as you both stop in your tracks. “Helping you,” you state. He chuckles, shaking his head as he begins to walk.

“I asked if you needed help, darlin’. ‘Sides, what kinda man would I be letting a pretty girl like you carry all this shit by herself? My momma would have me by the head, ‘s for damn sure.”

You open your mouth to detest the notion that women need any assistance from men, but he stops you before you can.

“‘N I know ya don’t need any help from any man. You women are tough as shit, met a lota you over the years. Jus’ wanna help, ‘s all.” He kindly explains. You don’t understand why he wants to help, why he’s approached you specifically.

You’re aware that he’s typically very reserved, not leaving his house if he doesn’t have to. You’ve heard things about his past, and Tommy having confided in you at times, but the world has gone to shit. Who are you to judge? Everyone’s done some horrible stuff to stay alive.

He’s also painfully handsome. Opting to not object to his help and company, you sigh.

“Well, at least let me take some of the vegetables,” you protest, grabbing bunches of carrots. He chuckles quietly.

“Sure thing, darlin’,” he mutters. The nickname catching you both by surprise as a sort of tension falls over you two.

Flashing him a grateful toothy grin, you gather the vegetables in your arms. He gives you a small smirk in return.

“So how are you liking Jackson? I don’t see you ‘round much,” you ask as you begin the trek to the dining hall.

“‘S good. Big change, learnin’ the ropes of patrol. Makin’ sure Ellie’s settlin’ in,” he states. “And Ellie’s…”

“My family,” he says firmly. You nod, internally assuming she’s not his biological daughter.

“Well, I hope you both settle in nicely.” He feels his heart soften at your kindness.

He thought you’d have shied away from him, that you’d have listened to what people are saying about him around town.

But you didn’t. You took to him kindly, warmly.

He’ll be damned if he told Tommy he was right about you, He’d never hear the end of it… but shit, was he right. You were so kind and open-minded, and so beautiful.

The both of you making small talk as you trek to the dining hall, Joel lugging the crate into the kitchen for prep as you follow behind. He places the crate on the floor with a grunt. You drop the carrots in the box afterwards.

Rising to his feet, he sighs as he wipes his hands on his jeans, you copying his actions.

“Thank you again, Joel. I really appreciate it,” you tell him again. “Ain’t no problem, darlin’.”

Silence fills the air, save for the clanging and clattering of utensils in the kitchen.

“Would you… would you like to have a drink sometime? As a, uh, form of repayment for helping me today,” you timidly ask. A small smile breaks out onto Joel’s face.

“You ain’t gotta repay me, darlin’. But I’d love to grab a drink with ya,” he says.

Smiling from ear to ear, you nod happily. “It’s a date,” you say, before slapping a hand over your mouth as your eyes go wide. “I-I’m sorry. It’s not a date, it doesn't have to be. I mean, u-unless you want-,” you nervously ramble before Joel cuts you off.

“‘S a date,” he rasps. A soft smile on both your faces. The rest is history.

He wouldn’t trade that moment for the world, as he’s got you by his side now. He just didn’t expect that drink to lead him to trudging through the woods in the freezing early morning to cut down a tree.

He’d much rather be sleeping right now on his day off, but he can never say no to his girls.

Making your way through the woods, you and Ellie wind through the path while Joel stands and watches. There aren’t many trees, but just enough to scour from.

Not seeing any you like, you continue to walk down the path. “What about this one?” Ellie asks, standing next to a fir no taller than Joel.

Your eyes light up, a sparkly smile illuminating your face.

“It’s perfect. Great find, Ellie!” You yelp, high fiving the girl who’s equally excited.

“Hey, Joel!” Ellie shouts through her hands, her cheeks rosy and nose frosted. He clambers through the trees, saw in hand with his signature scowl. “Find one?”

“Mhmm,” Ellie says while beaming, you nodding in agreement. Joel sighs as he begins to saw down the tree. The trunk’s not very thick, the branches skinny, but still full enough to mimick the times before.

It falls to the snow covered ground, you and Ellie taking a few steps back. Joel stomps over to it, hoisting it up over his shoulder.

“Thank you, honey,” you whisper against his ear before placing a kiss on his patchy beard. His body flushing hot red from heat despite the cold air.

“Sure thing, baby,” he says bashfully, smiling a smile only reserved for you. Lacing his fingers with yours, you walk hand-in-hand back to the house with Ellie rambling ahead of you, vibrating with excitement.

“Joel, could you move it a little to the left?” You ask, hands clasped together over your lips. Joel grunts, red in the face as he shoves the fir to the left.

“A little more, please?”

Another grunt.

“A liiiitttllleee more.”

With a sigh, he shoves it once more.

“Perfect!” You clap. Joel rises to his full height, groaning as his bones crack and ache. You stride to him, leaning in for a kiss.

He could never stay annoyed at you.

“Thank you, honey,” you mutter with a dopey grin. Joel mirrors your expression, wrapping his hands around your waist and pressing his lips against yours. A saccharine kiss, your fingers curling in his grays.

His heart flutters as you sigh into him, your contentment radiating through your chest and into his soul.

When the fuck did his heart ever flutter?

“You guys gonna do that all fucking day or what?!” Ellie shouts, cutting ribbon and twine for the decorations.

You both startle at the sound of her voice, jumping in Joel’s arms. Joel glares at Ellie as laughter bubbles over your lips.

“Sorry, Ellie,” you call out. “Seriously, thank you, honey,” you tell Joel with a pat on his broad chest.

“No problem, darlin’,” he says softly with a swift kiss to your forehead before releasing you from his grasp. Joel strides into the kitchen to heat up some milk, with you rushing over to Ellie who sits at the dining table with an array of supplies.

You’re so good with Ellie, so patient with her while gently explaining how to string the dried oranges on the twine. She gets the hang of it pretty easily, holding it up and beaming with pride. Your giddiness mirroring hers, praising her as you waltz into the kitchen with Joel.

Placing a chaste kiss to his cheek, you flit around him as you pop some kernels in a hot pan. Transforming them into popcorn to make more garlands, and working in comfortable silence alongside each other.

You dump the popcorn into a bowl, you place a tender kiss on his shoulder before returning to Ellie.

Joel feels warm, and it’s not from the heat of the stove.

He preps mugs of hot chocolate for all of you, the chocolate powder stale but still good - the novelty of the gesture still there and just as sweet.

Padding into the living room, the sight of you two making decorations at the table and placing them on the tree tugs at Joel’s heart strings. Remembering how he’d help Sarah decorate their tree every year. Swallowing his grief, he allows himself to enjoy this moment while remembering his daughter.

That’s something you’re teaching him - not to take moments, things, people for granted.

Despite the pain, he knows he’ll confide in you later tonight about it when you’re alone. He sets the mugs on the table, making you pop your head up to flash him a dazzling smile.

“Thank you, honey.”

“‘Course, baby,” he says with a wink. Your smile grows wider, Ellie looking up and rolling her eyes. She playfully gags, Joel smacking his lips as his smile morphs into a scowl.

“Knock it off, kid,” he scolds.

“You knock it off, old man. We’re working here, and you keep distracting my partner,” she retorts. He scoffs, rolling his eyes. You can’t help, but laugh at their banter.

“Sorry, Ellie. I promise I’m listening,” your laughter dissolving into giggles. Joel rolls his eyes before getting a fire going in the fireplace.

Standing back and taking in the scene playing out in front of him. Hot chocolate, a tree, decorations being strung upon it - how is this possible? What did he do to deserve this?

He shakes the thought from his head, not questioning the good thing – the very good thing – in front of him. Instead, he enjoys watching his girls flit around the tree.

Ellie excitedly attempts to place the makeshift star on the tree that she crafted out of some stray branches and extra paper she had in her sketch pad.

She can’t reach, being significantly shorter than the tree. Huffing in defeat, she shoots you a look - both of you thinking the same thing. She whips around, paper star in hand.

“Joel, wanna do the honors?” She asks, holding out the star. Joel swallows thickly, never having thought he’d be doing this again.

“Sure,” he softly says, taking the star from Ellie and setting it atop the tree. The three of you stand back, admiring your hard work in silence, as you tightly wrap your arms around Joel’s middle. He holds you tighter.

“Looks good,” he mumbles. You nod, soft smile on your face.

“Hell yeah, it does!” Ellie giddily yells before cutting off her next thought. “No way, is that hot chocolate?!” She shouts, rushing to the table to grab a mug.

“Yeah, careful kid, it’s still hot,” Joel warns, still wound up in your arms. Ellie blows caution to the wind as she gulps it down.

“Ellie, slow down! You’re gonna get a stomachache,” you scold lightly. “It’s hot chocolate! When the hell am I ever gonna come across this again?!”

“I’ll find some more, jus’ slow down! Gonna be all fuckin’ hopped up on sugar,” Joel begrudgingly says. Rolling her eyes, she glances at the clock. Her eyes bug out of her head.

“Shit! I told Cat I’d meet her at 6!” She shouts before gulping down the rest of her hot chocolate, slamming the mug on the table.

“Be back later!” She says, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.

“Be back by 9!” Joel shouts. “Mhmm,” her tone dismissive. “I mean it, Ellie,” he warns.

“Sure thing, old man!” She says before reaching for the doorknob. “Ellie, 9 o’clock, okay?” You chime in, asking.

She turns around, taking in the both of you. “Okay,” she says with another roll of her eyes and an exasperated sigh before heading out the door. It slams shut, making you and Joel wince.

Joel rolls his eyes. “Girl don’t listen,” rubbing his face as he grumbles.

“She’s just excited, can you blame her? Besides, she’s safe here, Joel,” you say, comfortingly rubbing your hands up and down his broad flannel-covered chest.

“I know. Just still getting used to all this,” he rasps. The two of you still stand in the doorway, wrapped up in one another before a grin breaks out on your face.

“Oh, could you help me with one more thing?” You beam at him. His brow quirks up in confusion. “‘Course, baby. What do ya need?”

You unravel yourself from his embrace, padding into the kitchen. He hears you clambering, his curiosity peaking. You return with something behind your back, smiling wider now.

Whipping the sprig of mistletoe from behind your back, you hold it above your head. His features softening.

Joel immediately recognizes what you’re holding, beaming at your antics.

“Could you help me hang this up please?” You ask, drawing out the last syllable, batting your lashes at him with a sly smirk.

“Y’know, if ya wanted a kiss, all ya gotta do is ask, babydoll,” he rasps as he takes it from you, not missing the chance to place a teasing kiss on your cheek. Waves of heat run through you from head to toe.

Joel hangs the mistletoe with ease on a nail that’s been conveniently placed above the kitchen entryway, right where you’re both standing.

You must’ve put it up there when he was on patrol a few days ago.

The red ribbon you tied around the plant stands out against the dark framing, the fire crackles in the background and illuminates the house.

“Well would ya look at that,” his voice low and husky as he locks his gaze with yours. A goofy grin on your face. “Huh. Guess you gotta kiss me now.”

“Don’t need mistletoe for that, babydoll,” he whispers. The two of you connect your lips with each other’s. Sighing into him, you finally have a moment alone with him today. You card your fingers through his hair, a satisfied groan escapes him.

You pull away breathlessly, both yours and Joel’s eyes heavy and glazed over.

“Ya know… Ellie won’t be back til 9. We’ve got some time left,” you teasingly whisper in his ear while he places a kiss to your neck.

“Lead the way, darlin,” he rasps, the two of you rushing upstairs.

just felt like writing some tooth rotting fluff for my Joely, i love him sm 😔

i hope y’all enjoyed! 🫶🏼 thank you for reading 🩷

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[someshakespearequote]

Okay, I don't want to give airtime to assholes, but let's unpack this a little.

On the left, for the sexy way things used to be, we have:

Concept art for a Qunari woman, which was shown next to a Qunari guy wearing about as little. This didn't look like how Qunari looked in DAO! Also, this isn't actually a character! I understand that the guys making this video would prefer that women be objects of their desire rather than actual people in any capacity, but this was just an example piece!

Art for Morrigan looking like Little Red Riding Hood -- again, not actually how she looked in the game.

Leliana with a ridiculous glow-up because this is how she looked in the Urn of Sacred Ashes trailer, not in the actual game.

Isabela, okay, you got me, this one is actually an in-game asset, except that no, do not cite the DA2 ladies to me, witch. I was there when they were written. I am old enough to remember when DA2 shipped, and the spiritual ancestors of this asshole posted comments on messageboards saying that DA2 had no attractive romanceable women, because Bethany was your sister, Merrill had elven features, and Isabela was, according to these sad incels, "too exotic." I remember this because I remember saying, "If the dirty-talking sexually liberated rogue with sun-kissed skin and a lip piercing who runs around with no pants is not up to your standards, your standards are bad."

Meanwhile, on the right, for the apparent current non-sexiness, we have:

Morrigan, who a) looks great, to the point where some people are saying she should look older (not me -- give Morrigan the Cate Blanchett/Rachel Weisz "inexplicably hotter as she gets older" treatment, you go, girl); b) isn't a romance option this time; and c) is actually an in-game asset, unlike Little Red Concept Art over on the left.

Neve, using concept art that was meant to show the costume and not the attitude. Because when you see Neve in game sashaying up to you after freezing bad guys, she looks great, and when I saw the bit of her in the lighthouse with her scarf untied and her blouse unbuttoned, I legitimately forgot what the conversation was about. (And perish angry, ableist haters. People with prostheses get to be sexy, too.)

Taash, looking great. We still don't know what's going on with the whole gender deal there, but as someone who was lucky enough to take one random college elective course the same quarter that half of the varsity women's volleyball team decided to do so, if your spectrum for finding a woman hot does not include women who are tall and have muscles, then that's a you problem, not a them problem.

One random chargen Qunari, which, whatever.

Notes about people being trans, which, as with the ableism, perish angry. Trans women are women. And if Taash ends up being non-binary or some other non-cis-woman option, and that is what turns you off and not the muscles, then again, that's a you problem, not a them problem, and those of us who can like boobs even when they're on someone who isn't a cis woman will be over here with Ruby Rose and Demi Lovato.

Oddly not present on the horribly unsexy right:

Bellara, who is adorkable and also giving Neve a run for her money at "most distracting collarbones in the Lighthouse."

Harding, whose smile lights up the room in the scenes we've seen so far and who was called out by fans as someone they wanted back as a romance option after people saw her in DAI, which was before her glow-up.

Like, I understand that the ideal right thing to do is to tell these jerks that the companions of Veilguard are deep and fully realized characters, and judging them just based on which ones you wanna bang is asshole behavior... but this is a Dragon Age game. It is, as the devs once joked, a dating sim with a small "save the world" minigame you do between scenes. And by those standards, the women of Veilguard (either including Taash, or and also Taash, depending on how that goes) look fantastic. I don't know who I'm gonna romance yet, because I fall for a character more while I'm doing quests with them and getting to know them, but this is a squad with many flavors of gorgeous. Sorry it has character art that includes, you know, character and not the creepy sex doll look of one of those Steam games that includes disclaimers about everyone being of legal age and none of the girls being actually related to you.

It's not a them problem, assholes. It's a you problem.

[webslingingslasher]

peter gives trouble extra head for valentines day ik it <3

wait fuck not valentines day skjdfkjskjds

INTERNATIONAL WOMENS DAY.******** god im such a slut i cant even think straight😔 IDMKFDJFK

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'do you know what today is?'

'friday.' it's early and peter's kissing down your neck, you'd perfer another hour of sleep.

'nope. try again.' you suck in air when teeth scrape your jawline.

'i don't know. what's today?'

peter's got a twinkle in his eye, his lips are abnormally pink. 'international women's day.'

is it? 'why are you so giddy? you're not an international woman... unless...'

'don't even. my meat monster is as real as it gets.'

'meat monster.'

'no, no, don't think about him. today's all about you, trouble. and i'd like to spend all of it between your legs, any objections?'

your thighs clench, suddenly you don't miss the hour of sleep.

'yeah, why aren't you already down there?'

'oh, you're lucky.' normally the bratty tone would get a rise from him, today he's all forgiving. 'you're the boss today, trouble. just let me serve you, wanna let me?'

'still questioning why you're not eating me up, parker.'

'yes ma'am.'

(an: you're actually so right. he'd spend all fucking day down there.)

[ezra-editss]

Just watched X-men Apocalypse. What the hell.

Okay, so I kinda have a take on all this and idk if that's just how it feels to me, but that's what I wanna know. (I don't think this actually happened, but it's the vibes it is all giving)

So it started when I told my mom about First Class (keep reading I'm gonna get to apocalypse eventually) and we came to the conclusion that it feels like they wrote the script, looked at it again and thought:

"Hmm, this seems pretty gay.. Erik and Charles both have no female love interests and they have those lines that seem pretty romantic. Also, Erik seems almost obsessed with Charles at the end with how overprotective he is. Let's fix that!"

And then they gave both of them a kiss with a woman they weren't interested in and added the line "We're brothers, you and I" and then were proud of how well they "saved" it.

And then they made Days of Future Past and didn't even think of it, but when it came out they saw how people were shipping it and then they were like "oh shitt"

And in the first hour of the movie, I thought they were just doing all of this stuff to "erase" any potential gayness people thought there was and wanted to make sure nobody got the wrong idea about the recent movies. But it was more the reminder they like women, before the EXTREME GAYNESS in the second half.

(This is getting so much more unserious than initially intended💀)

Anyways, Apocalypse.

Either I missed something or Erik settling down and HIDING makes NO SENSE. In the last timeline it was 100% clear that he'd never stop believing in what he did, he would never stop fighting his war. So yes, this is a different timeline, but there is no reason given why he suddenly decides to try Charles way. He failed in Days of Future Past and Charles let him go, but there is no way that's enough. And they played this off like that isn't the thing they both wanted since forever and never seemed possible. Being on the same side. Erik switching to Charles side is insane, why wouldn't he talk to Charles in all those years then?

I can't believe they threw away everything that IS Erik, just so he had a reason to be angry enough to join the guy.

(They also died in such a weird/lame way)

And Charles and I still don't really know her name😭.. I have to admit the scenes where Charles was nervous were cute, but that's just because Charles is adorable. But in First Class she was obviously only there for the plot, in Days of Future Past, she wasn't even mentioned and in Apocalypse, she was, again, only there for the plot. She literally doesn't say anything the entire movie after the beginning. She has like two lines. And in the end fight, she's just standing there. And then Charles makes her remember and the flashbacks are soo bad, BC THEY HAD NO MOMENTS. (Especially bc you can compare it to Erik's flashbacks, we're gonna get to that)

(I don't think I have to say it, but to be sure. I have absolutely nothing against straight couples. I don't care if it's gay or not. But if one of them were a woman, I wouldn't be writing this. I just hate how often they prefer to write a heterosexual couple that has no chemistry at all instead of making the two guys/girls kiss.)

Let's talk about the ending. Sometimes when I talk about this stuff I'm a little worried that I interpret things wrong bc I want it to be like that and I'm not being objective anymore, but I was proven right so many times in this. When Mystique and Erik kissed in First Class, it felt really weird to me because Erik obviously had no interest in her. (I suppose it was to show her she's beautiful) And that was pretty much proven right when she talks to him and he barely reacts to what she's saying. I also thought that he probably didn't know Charles was dying, bc he wouldn't let that happen. Then Mystique says "Charles" and suddenly he does show a reaction and when she's gone, he has those god damn flashbacks. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS ISN'T A ROMANTIC PLOT?😭 and then the specific one of Charles turning away and leaving him. (Could be a metaphor for Charles giving up on him) THAT'S WHAT GOT HIM.

And they make it even more clear when Mystique is dying and Erik doesn't react, but when Charles is dying, is when he steps in.

Ending was cute, but damnn the "you can make me do anything" was crazy.

(This turned out soo long, I've never been so obsessed with something.)

[steddieas-shegoes]

teach me your kingly ways

for @steddieholidaydrabbles prompt 'platonic stobin' rated m wc: 652 cw: referenced sexual activities tags: established steddie, awkward robin, buckingham

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"You can't be seriously telling me that if I just walk up to her and ask her out that will work," Robin let her face fall into her hands.

"That's exactly what I'm telling you," Steve said. "It worked on him."

Steve gestured over to where Eddie was nodding along to something Chrissy was saying to him, fond smile on his face.

"That doesn't count!"

"Are you trying to say Eddie's easy?" Steve folded his arms across his chest. "Because it took me another six weeks just to get his shirt off."

"I'm saying he was already in love with you when you asked so obviously he was gonna say yes!" Robin started throwing her arms around as she ranted, forgetting that the object of her desires was standing not too far away. "Chrissy hasn't given me any sign that she likes me and she probably doesn't because I've been throwing signals left and right. I can only tell a girl she looks beautiful so many times before it becomes creepy, dingus!"

"Robs, does she know you're into women?" Steve sighed, starting to get frustrated with Robin's inability to make a move. "Or does she think you're just being a good friend?"

"I can't just tell her I'm into women! Then she'll know."

Steve threw his arms up.

"I hate to break it to you, but if you ever want to touch her boobies, you're definitely gonna have to tell her you like women. Or at least make sure she knows it's not platonic booby touching."

"Please stop saying boobies."

"If you ask her out, I'll stop," Steve smirked, nudging Robin's arm. "I might even offer to go on a double date so it's less awkward for you. Ease you into things."

"Oh, how chivalrous," Robin rolled her eyes. "That doesn't help me, Steve. I'd just be worried that you and Eddie would be so in love and Chrissy would expect me to be smooth or something and I'm not-"

"Hey Robbie," Chrissy was suddenly standing in front of them, beaming at Robin. "Eddie said something you needed to ask me before I head out?"

Steve's head shot over to Eddie, who gave a finger wave and then turned towards the kitchen like he hadn't just made bigger moves than Robin and Steve combined.

"Oh, did he?" Robin chuckled nervously. "I-"

"Oh yeah! The thing!" Steve smacked his own forehead. "Remember? You were gonna ask her to go to that place with you?"

Robin looked like she was about to kill him or pass out, in that order.

"Right, the place."

"What place?" Chrissy looked excited.

Steve threw Robin a thumbs up as he backed away.

"Oh, um, you know that new restaurant downtown? They have these fusion salads that sounded like the ones you make at home and figured maybe you'd wanna go? With me? Sometime?"

It wasn't the best, but it wasn't the worst.

Steve nodded in encouragement as Robin looked at him.

"I didn't know they opened already! I saw they have this plum salad with a ginger vinaigrette, and it sounds so good. I'd love to go!"

"Um, awesome!" Robin stood up straighter. "And it's okay that it's...just us?"

Chrissy leaned in and whispered something in Robin's ear, leaving her face bright red when she pulled away.

"Bye guys!" Chrissy turned and yelled to Steve and Eddie, who was standing beside him watching.

"Why does Robin look like she's gonna black out?" Steve asked Eddie.

"Probably because Chrissy just told her they could hang out at her place after."

"So you've been working that angle this whole time," Steve leaned his head on Eddie's shoulder. "Impressive."

"You should go check on her, she looks pale."

"She's in shock, she just needs a minute."

"Steve!"

"Be right there!" Steve turned to give Eddie a quick kiss on the lips. "Love you, you meddler."

"I come by it honestly, sweetheart."

[gigi-loveless]

hiiii bb!!! i wanted to request a stoner!hazel if you could?? like what hazel would be like if she smoked with reader. Thank uuuu 🩷🩷

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moaaaaan yall know i have a thing for women who smoke!!

i toyed with the prompt a little so it’s stoner!hazel guiding reader through her first time smoking! hope you enjoy, thank you for requesting .𖥔 ݁ ˖✧˖°₊ ⊹

hazels after school/fight club ritual was always the same: come home, smoke a bowl, and cuddle with her girlfriend.

after watching her blow a cloud of smoke out the window from her bong, your mouth interjects at lightning speed before you even think twice.

“babe can i try?”

her eyebrow raises, intrigued with your out of character question.

“yeah, of course…but are you sure you want to? you know i never wanna make you feel forced.” hazels eyes go softer, brushing your hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear.

“i-i do. i wanna try.” you reach for the bong, but she pulls it out of the way just in time.

“hey, it’s fine if you want to, but can you tell me what this is about first?….is it about fight club today with pj?”

fuck. you can’t lie to her, it’s practically impossible. pj rocked your shit, which was embarrassing because not only was it pj that fucked you up, but you have some pretty serious bruises already forming. the whole ordeal knocked you out of your usual bubbly demeanor, and you were visibly stressed the whole rest of the time with the girls. you nod timidly, and hazel stops what she’s doing to run her fingers through your hair, pressing your foreheads together.

“i mean…yeah. i don’t know, she’s just aways way rougher to me than the other girls. makes me feel left out, y’know”

“ignore her. she’s probably just jealous because the girls actually enjoy being around you.” her eyes are the most comforting thing in the world to you, always full of wonder. “but, if you really want to, you know i’ll be right here the whole time, okay?” with another nod from you, this time with agreement, hazel scurries off for a couple minutes, and returns with a glass of water, some snacks, and your favorite movie that she keeps a copy of at her house.

watching her prep the bong was already enough for you, with her slender fingers working extra tenderly to make sure her girl gets the best first time. her rings are clinking nearly inaudibly against the glass, and she grabs the lighter, fiddling with it for a moment, before handing you the glass object.

“okay, so you’re just gonna breathe in for me, okay? i’ll do it all for you, sweet girl.” soon your mouth is cooled by the glass pressed around your lips, and hazel tussles with the lighter for a second, eyebrows furrowing, until she finally gets it to flick on. “breathe in…” she whispers, and you do as she commands, inhaling thick smoke into your lungs. “okay, now don’t be scared, i’m gonna pull it, if it gets too much you can stop okay?” with a tender glance of agreement, she pulls the piece out for you, and what feels like fireworks erupt in your lungs, making you cough uncontrollably.

“hey, hey, it’s normal, here honey…” she hands you the glass of water she fetched earlier and wipes your teary eyes with her finger, pondering “how ya feelin?” while rubbing your back.

“i feel okay…how long does it take to work?”

“not long, but…i grabbed your favorite.” she explains, holding up the movie disc.

“you’re too sweet.” you giggle as she takes your hips and guides you to sit facing the tv between her spread legs, her chest lightly bouncing up and down against your back.

after a couple minutes of the film, hazel starts chuckling out of nowhere, which in turn makes you join her. a duet of full blown laughter erupts from both of you, hands intertwined. everything feels like it’s floating, and all you can focus on is your girlfriends soft hair against your neck.

“feeling okay, babe?”

“yeah.” your smiling mouth reaches hers, into a passionate kiss. “thanks…for….”

“hey, that’s my job. love you.”

“love you more.”

“love you most.”

[garrettandoscargirlsblog]

My Man!!

Summary: Here it is! First Mitch Keller fic! Can't get Him out of my head! This fic is about the reader going home to her cowboy. Not giving too much away! Enjoy!

Sounds of old country music fill my Jeep as I drive home to Oklahoma. Been away too long. Was supposed to be gone for a month,but it lasted much longer than I hoped. Mitch understood. Oh how I missed him. He kept me up to speed on what happened at Bred to Buck. Especially the new person he met. Whom I facetime with while chatting with Mitch. Worry about the shootout that happened! He reassured me that he was glad I wasn't there. Oh to get back home to get back to work. Missed it so much! To be around Mitch. Hated for leaving him rather shorthanded. When my brothers needed me home to deal with an unpleasant situation. Can't let them deal with it alone. I'm almost there! Can't wait to hold my man close again. Never leave him ever again! 

Pulled up to the bar. Shit! Looks great! Even noticed special parking for the employees. Very nice! Parked next to Mitch’s truck. Till a tall dude marched over,” Ah hello! Can't park here! Cantcha fucking read women!” Oh this must be Tyson. Heard about him. Rolled my eyes,” Yeah lard ass I can fucking read. I work here! Was out of town! Name is Breezy.  Now if ya so kind. Like to see my man perform.”  Heard a familiar chuckle. Bigfoot! Went to hug him,” Hay there Kentucky boy! Glad to see ya!” Reached out to hug me,but to spin me around,” Glad your back little breeze. Oh.. I didn't mean ..” Smile,” That's okay. Really only my dad and brothers used to call me that. Also Mitch. So… fill me in on what's going on.”

Dwight saw me as  I approached the door . Hugs me,” Glad you can make it mean alot to him. Thought you were coming tomorrow? “ Leaned against the wall looking straight inside to see a sexy cowboy of mine singing. Looks so good! Biting my lower lip,” Needed to be home. Being with my family was nice,but my mind ,  heart, and soul is here. I know you understand that. Remember you told me about your daughter moving here? Also wanna say congrats on your verdict.” Dwight smiles as he goes to leave,” Welcome, now go be your cowboy.” 

Oh the sounds of the place made me smile! Love how busy it has got! Oh the smells! Then the object of my desire doing his thang! He looks so fine! Miss his long hair. One thing though. Mikestand needs to be higher! Hate he has to scrunch down like that. Standing there watch till I see a dark haired woman watching Mitch whisper a faint remark I couldn't make out,but I know by the look on her face. It wasn't something I didn't want to hear. Noticed Mitch exiting the stage. Heart beating fast as I walked towards him. Seeing that smile that I have been missing so long. Rushed into his arms,” Oh how I missed you baby! Wanna say you look so good up there!” Mitch hugs me close to him savor my special scent he missed for so long. Arms round my waist as we swayed to the music in his head. Didn't want to let me go. Thought it was a dream. Looked over to see that the woman rolled her eyes as she and another lady left. Yeah he's mine not letting him go! Not by a long shot! 

It was getting late. Most of the customers left. Only ones left were us, Dwight, and a few other guys Mitch said he would introduce me to later. Right now he wants to have alone time with me. Go to his newly renovated office. Looks good. Only thing old was the brown leather couch nestled against the wall. Felt his arms around my waist,and his kisses on the back of my head,” I miss ya so much darlin. Miss holding you while we sleep. Can't wait to get home. Since we have work tomorrow. Need ya rest “ Turning around to look into his beautiful blue eyes that calms me. Learned my forehead against his chest,” Never let me go again my cowboy. Can't lose ya “ Not knowing what I meant by that Mitch holds me close,” An’nt gonna do that baby. Why ya think that gonna.. oh let me guess saw a few ladies watchin me with lust in their eyes. Think I'll… oh hell no! You're mine, my little Breezy. Only thing I need is you. Been there since I opened this place. Remember? Now how about we go home? Better yet? How do we get some take out?” 

After a late dinner. Mitch and I retire to our room. After a nice shower both of us got into bed. Mitch smiles,” Never told ya how sexy ya look in my old tees? Now… get in bed. Wanna hold ya . “ Yes sir! Crawled in and lay my head on his bar chest. Playing with his chest hair,” miss this. Ya holding me while we sleep. Miss..” Knows what I mean his lips topf my head, arm around me,” Me too darlin. Me too. Miss your sass,and your perfect body torturin me to no end. Now close those beautiful eyes. Time to get some sleep.” Pull him close. Thinking about how lucky I Am. Finally have someone that loves me. 

Smell of coffee filled my nostrils. Pumpkin spice. Mmm…my man knows what I like. Paying no mind putting on my robe. Went to the kitchen to see Pops with a kitty in his arms. So cute! Smiles at me ,and whispers that he missed me. So sweet! Mitch in only his sweats got me hot and bothered. He knows what he does to me! Leans over for a kiss,” Can't stop kissing those lips. Followed by holding you against me. I Wish we had time,but work awaits us. Now get moving! Boss has spoken!” 

Both of us arrive to see Dwight, Tyson,and other men I haven't met. Mitch cleared his throat,” fellas, let me introduce someone special. My girl, Breezy. Don't worry about her. She is tough as nails. Now don't piss her off. Yeah, she can shoot. “ Moved behind the counter to get things ready for the day. Looking around, I remember how it looked before. Beautiful memories filled my head. Got me through a lot of rough times. Not knowing Mitch was behind me. Holding me close,” Penny for your thoughts pretty girl? “  Hand wrapped around his large ones,” "Memories just memories.”

@dameronscopilot @musings-of-a-rose @romanarose @marmie-noir @rhoorl

[royakahoshiart]

Gonna be ranting about the way harassment is talked about so leniently in tbhk.

That part where Tsukasa kissed Nene makes me so mad because we didn't get to even see Nene's genuine reactions, she only thought manwha type stuff it's so annoying.

Let's also talk about Hanako he's also harassed people constantly.

Looking up Nene's skirt, throwing Kou to the ground numerous times, never respecting boundaries even when told to.

I feel like I should add how both Aida and Iro are guilty of this in most of their stories actually.

Sure it's a popular thing in Japan to treat it as a joke but that's exactly why so many horrible shit heads can get away with harassment.

Oh god let's not forget the scene everyone on twitter and tik tok hates.

Chapter 69 during the aoiaoi fight, I will always defend it to my heart forever and ever but I acknowledge that the way Akane was touching her was kinda weird that's why I struggled to read it at first. The kiss at the end was consensual but holding her in place, and we whatever that panel of him was I don't wanna think about it was definitely not consensual.

I don't like how it's treated. I don't care that it's a comedy sometimes or that a shounen trope like this are common, both writer and artist are women I'd expect them to try and treat it with a little more care.

I've seen how most Japanese readers don't really address the bad things of the manga or maybe they just don't notice and I don't think that's good at all.

So many characters have done weird things I'm just picking who didn't, mitsuba and the adults seem to be the only ones who haven't harassed anyone really, even then they have faults.

Even Kou , he tied up Mitsuba it kinda pisses me off for no reason. Maybe im just petty but I knows it's supposed to be comedy, I still laugh at that thing but it's still weird how Kou tied him up in the first place and had no objections by Mitsuba at first maybe I'm thinking too hard about it.

I despise that part where Hanako enters Nene's body. Not consensual, plus using her as a way to get away with things.

People see it like a funny moment but it's still sexual harassment and harassment in general I hate is so much. The fact that he commented on Aoi's breast size makes me even more mad because he touched it wanting or not, and decided to say it even making fun of her.

Plus Nene was obviously uncomfortable with it I'm not sure how she was able to look at Aoi ever again.

Also poor Kou???? He's a poor 14 year old boy Hanako does not need to do that with Nene's body I feel so bad for both Kou and Nene. Kou wanted to do something about it but he couldn't even dare to look at the scene Kou Minamoto they could never make me hate you.

English translation fucked it up a bit , they made him comment on the occurrence saying "seductive" but what i think is more fit is "embarassing". AUGHHH tbhk stop putting your main characters in weird scenes challenge failed.

The image in the first volume of Nene being naked errr it's censored yes but weird. We could've had just hanako talking about it but we didn't need an artist rendition. Someone made an edit of that panel making her covered parts visible and it disgusts me like it would for other people too.

Talking so freely about wanting to see her naked is very weird from Hanako's part I don't exactly know if it does count as sexual harassment but for me it is.

I think we forget Sumire tried to erffghnb with Hakubo and I like that all she got was a headbutt. Oh oh and well Hakubo's kiss was uncalled for but her slap was even more.

The scene where she gets eaten goes down easier if you remember she was completely fine with it, both of them where okay with it happening (i still struggle reading that part 😓) so it's not really that bad.

[zhoudadudugongjin]

what is favourite all time 5 cdramas are.....? im currently looking for recommendations on what to watch

girl i simply cannot pick my 'top x amount of anything' because i immediately start considering too many variables and my head explodes, but really it depends very much on what you enjoy. so far i have only watched costume dramas (though i'm still staring longingly at the next station is marriage (2015) and crying at the lack of english subtitles) but even those that i've seen vary drastically in terms of style and genre. take the starry love (2023) and three kingdoms (2010) for example and they are as different as chalk and cheese, but i loved both!

from an entirely objective point of view, i think the one drama which is a must see, on the basis of its strengths in regards to storyline, costumes, music, characters and overall design is nirvana in fire (2015). the plot is quite complicated and you might still have no effing clue who half the characters are 20 episodes in (like me) but it's still SO worth it my the end and everything ties up perfectly. so if you haven't seen it, that's my no. 1 recommendation.

if you're the right kind of insane and interested into a gritty, deep-dive into real history, and aren't put off by a show that's:

25% crusty old men riding around on horses

25% crusty old men stabbing and killing each other with fire

25% crusty old men sitting around in rooms discussing the merits and drawbacks of stabbing and killing each other with fire

25% crusty old men forming borderline homoromantic devotions/obessions with each other, holding hands every 5 seconds and crying buckets of manly tears

then i recommend the three kingdoms (2010). i'm very silly about it and i love it to pieces. also some of them aren't even that crusty and old, and are actually kinda pretty. there are also a couple of women on screen once in a while.

if you enjoy history but want something that's even more dedicated to homo-eroticism abut also more palatable to the wider fandom tastes regarding overall aesthetic, then you should absolutely watch the advisors alliance (2017). i made a whole-ass power point about that the other day which you can read here!

if you insist on all your romance being subtextually gay, then there's always the untamed and word of honor, but they're already super popular within the cdrama fandom so i'm sure you're probably already familiar with them, and i just don't feel like talking about them right now so i won't. like don't get me wrong they are good i was obsessed with them back when i first saw them but idk, i just feel kinda over them both atm.

(p.s if you really wanna see boys kiss there's always meet you at the blossom (2024) which was made in thailand specifically so the boys could kiss. it was ok i guess, but it was too short and romcom-y at the time for me to really get into. literally the only character i cared about what su yin).

another show i watched recently that i really enjoyed was the sleuth of ming dynasty (2020). it's another one that has a bit of everything - great characters, found family, gorgeous costumes, subtle bl undertones, humour, a solid plot. 10/10 would recommend.

if you need yuri in your life then sadly there's not a lot, but legend of yunze s1 and 2 (2021) plus the subsequent special (2022) is a nice little watch. the format is kinda jarring as the episodes are all like, 4 minutes long but if you have a spare couple of hours one day you should give it a shot!

finally we get onto aggressively heterosexual high fantasy, of which i have seen three:

love between fairy and devil (2022) - i really enjoyed this, and not just because i was simping hard over dongfang qingcang and the tang dynasty hanfu lmao. the female lead is a bit too gratingly cutesy at times, but it's still a great sweet story with an alright ending and it also made me cry.

the starry love (2023) - the one i forced my mum to watch with me, and is probably the corniest, silliest c drama i have personally seen - but in a good way! one of the female leads starts off kinda annoying but she mellow and grows up as the story progresses. meanwhile her twin sister is a precious cinnamon roll who has never done anything wrong in her life (linguang qingkui my beloved i'm not good enough for you but please marry me)

til the end of the moon (2023) - confession time: i remember basically jackshit about this drama because it failed to hold my attention and it just kept jumping around the place. i also hated the ending, but i know a lot of people still rate it highly.

so yeah that's basically every c drama i've seen so... go wild i guess?

[cumulo-stratus]

hiii !! recently ran into your blog and i love ur posts sm. i have this silly little thing in my mind i was hoping you could maybe write it?

Spencer (thinking mostly season 2, mostly cuz i love his glasses look) and M!Reader have been dating for a while already, like a few months to a year, and Spencer still gets flustered by him. He still gets all nervous when reader is around him, and when he kisses him. Imagine reader giving Spencer a small kiss on the cheek or smth and he becomes a blushing mess, and reader teases him about it which just causes him to become more flustered over it.

you don't have to write that specifically, just anything with Spencer getting easily flustered by reader would be really cute ^^

Smart cookie

(GIF NOT MINE)

request: yes/no

flustered!spencer reid x Tattooed!male!reader

Description: reader asks for readers help with a new tattoo he wants, and when reader calls Spencer a smart cookie Spencer gets flustered, and reader can't help himself

CW: possible swearing, needles (lemme know if theres anything else)

A/N: thanks for the support love <3 and ofc course ma biche! im actually in love with this idea of like cute little baby spencer being all flustered by reader. i think ill add some of my own stuff bc u did give artistic liberty but i hope you enjoy it!

!!!!SORRY ABT THE TERRIBLE FLIRTING!!!!

Y/N L/N and Spencer reid have been dating for 9 months, 2 days, and 3 hours (and counting according to spencer), but he still had a tendency to get adorably flustered when Y/N would flirt with him, and especially if he called him smart cookie. Which y/n didnt quiet understand since he’d been calling his boyfriend smart cookie since practically day one of their relationship. But y/n found it adorably hilarious so it was okay.

one instance of this adorable awkwardness, was the day y/n decided to ask spencer for help with a new tattoo he wanted, something special for the two of them. Spencer had highly advised against it stating

“31% of men and 24% of women regret getting tattoos of someones name. And if even I plan on being with you for long time that may not happen angel.”

“ugh, your too sweet for me darling. But the world doesn’t deserve a hottie like you anyways” y/n replied with a wink as spencer blushed profusely

“and by the way, you cant change my mind on this spencer, im getting that tattoo. And you’ve seen how stubborn i can be, remember The Book Incident? ya thats what i thought” y/n smirked as spencer grimaced remembering the fateful incident earlier that year.

“okay my love, i wont object to you getting the tattoo, but it has to be something good, and i wanna help with it.” spencer finally relented.

this caught y/n of guard, as he had just been planning a heart with with their initials in the center. nothing special, but when y/n told spencer of this plan, he was incredulous.

“do you not know me y/n/n, thats to simple, and not romantic enough! and its something morgan would get.”

after Y/n was done laughing at the morgan comment and had regained his composure they continued their arguing over what the tattoo should be.

“its gonna be on my body!”

“the tattoo is about you and me!”

but after much bickering they came to a consensus that a simple latin phrase would be nice. Simple, yet elegant and romantic. Some for y/n, some for Spencer. now the hard part was deciding which latin phrase from spencers extensive encyclopedia of knowledge in his head.

After much discussion they decided on the phrase “Amor animi arbitrio sumitur, non ponitur” spencer had translated for y/n when he asked what it meant but he already liked the sound of it without the meaning. But when spencer told him he liked it even more, he stated “we choose to love, we do not choose to cease loving.” And you were in love.

“thats it- thats the one!” y/n exclaimed with excitement. “thanks for the help smart cookie” you added with a smile and a wink. As always spencer flushed bright red when his boyfriend called him the pet name. As y/n studied his boyfriend in his flustered state, he couldnt help but notice how cute he was. His reddened cheeks and small smile as he looked away. Y/n couldnt help but get that enamored feeling of intense love and adoration that often came with staring candidly at his beautiful, beautiful boyfriend. In his thoughtful state he didnt even realize that spencer had noticed the intense gaze of his lover.

“why are you looking at me like that?” spencer questioned with a shy smile.

“cus your just too cute not too! and you deserve it” y/n responded with a sly smile. spencer once again flushed red at the flirtatious comments.

“what? Oh c'mere hot stuff I wanna give ya a kiss" y/n pulled his boyfriend into his lap and put his hands on either side of the man's face. "ugh! Your so cu-" The rest of the man's sentence was cut off by him kissing his boyfriend. Very aggressively Spencer would add, but he was to busy being kissed. Finally y/n let go of his lips and they both sucked in a large breath. But before Spencer could get word out y/n started peppering his face with kisses, using them to punctuate his words

"You. Are. A. Smart. Cookie."

If it was even possible Spencer's ears grew redder. "Thank you, y/n." Spencer responded with a small smile playing at his lips. "of course love" y/n said as he gave a bigger sweeter smile this time before leaning in for a more loving and passionate kiss. And as they kissed all that fun through y/ns mind, was Spencer.

THE END

[heartfullofleeches]

Remember King Devil from the casino? If it's okay, may I kindly hear some more about her? I love big strong butch women who would pick me up and she seems so sweet.

Maybe some general hcs and appearance? Or King and a reader who's like, silly unlimited? 100% goofball ESPECIALLY around her because they get really happy around her?

A bit off topic but MAN one of these days I gotta be brave and doodle something and it send in. You're like my go-to yan writer!! Even if anytime I send in an ask I get embarrassed to the moon and back. You seem like such a cool person and your ocs and writing makes my brain bounce around in my skull.

King is one of many entertainers at the casino and is the star of the ring as a stunt woman in various acts. Her favorite is as a fighter in the medieval themed shows as they're when she's really able to let loose since human guests frame her violence upon others as an act. I don't have much more for design currently than she wears a knight helmet she rarely removes and has scales - possibly a dragon?

• King is a very boastful and loud woman. She's proud of her strength as it is something she lacked in her mortal years and will use it just about anywhere to get her way. Wanna hang out with other people? Gotta arm wrestle her for the free time. Need a jar opened? Maybe a little kiss to her helmet will put her in your favor. This does mean she's not afraid to rock anyone's shit for getting too close for comfort. Choke slams folks as a warning and if things escalate from there they'll likely end up as another stain on the wall.

• King does have a soft side she only shows around you and the handful of friends she's made at the casino. She may be the king, but you're her right hand and she'd be lying if she said she didn't enjoy all the sappy shit you can get up to. She even calls you your higness when she's trying to be cute. Bolts to the crowd whenever she's finished with a show and expects you to be at the seat she saved so she can swoop you up in her arms and celebrate the victory together. Gives bear hugs that'd save most a trip to the chiropractor and parades you around the casino like you're the best thing since sliced bread.

She'll still fling you around like a ragdoll, but she always makes sure you have a helmet and maybe a some cushion before she even thinks about throwing you... which is surprising quite often.

• King is able to manipulate the tattoos she has into tangible objects. The horse she rides in tournaments is a stallion she has inked on her back.

• King would have a field day with a silly/goofball darling. She's not above kidnapping and imprisoning her love, but to have you willing be around her and excited to be so is equally as favored if not preferred. She might drag you into crazy stunts, but not before punking some poor lesser to do it first to verify the safety of whatever she's throwing you into. Cannot start her day or any show without seeing your smiling face her and will brag about you to someone she's holding in a headlock while and long after they want. Lovesick demon lady is very much head over heels with you and makes sure everyone knows it

[animentality]

I found your blog since it mentions the gay kiss in As The Gods Will (my problematic favorite manga) in relation to Blue Lock because they have the same writer? In my view ATGW is written from the pov of a dudebro who looks down on women (Kaneshiro either writes them as thirsty for men or lovesick for the MC or are only worthy as sex objects) and in early days the sidekick's one-sided gay love for MC in ATGW 2 was also portrayed in a comedic tone, but more than halfway in all the female love interests died while the gay relationship gets the full spotlight & starts feeling more and more genuine & serious leading up to the gay kiss looking so beautiful ang long even though technically it's just for plot reason, so I guess Kaneshiro actually grows fondly of main male duos in closely intimate way. Thus it reflects in how he writes male duos in Blue Lock. But it seems his hatred for women still runs too deep that it gets worse in his later works, so ngl it's actually a blessing that he doesn't write more girls in Blue Lock, Anri suffers enough.

I suspected as much, tbh.

the way he writes Anri is horrible.

like even for Japan it's wildly misogynistic and that's wild, with anime like fucking Shield Hero or Sword Art Online.

he's literally light yagami, you're gay because you love men, I'm gay because I hate women, we are not the same, like.

I admit it looks bad for me to like blue lock when I know the creator is a sexist, but... I don't know man, I only like blue lock so much because it's so gay and male dominated that there just aren't female characters for him to torment (aside from poor Anri).

if I watched any other anime it would be worse because it'd be half female characters... but they'd get treated like dirt. at least blue lock is pretty much all male characters so that eliminates the cold hard reality of misogyny in Japan... for the most part.

and I just wanna say ... that I suspected the reason the more "emotional" and "feminine" male characters were being treated like dirt was because Kaneshiro's misogyny just runs that deep.

so thanks for confirming.

like jesus.

I can fucking see it too with the male characters who are positioned as the "emotional" and "sensitive" half of the pairing, who pine endlessly after the guy who's either oblivious or outright cruel too.

at least they have penises though, because I think Kaneshiro really would do them much worse if they didn't.

this fucking terrorist needs to see a therapist.

[dsmsix]

I need ur professional advice on rizzing up the baddies (and not fumbling said baddie)

Oh text me the details but my best advice is ALWAYS to go for it. ask her out for coffee in campus or something. if she’s from there.

you gotta do it scared, that’s the key. I approach women all the time, and it seems like I’m confident and shit but I’m always nervous. Thing is, I’ve realized that if she says no that changes everything. I also don’t want to be with someone who doesn’t want to be with me. It might hurt, but I’ll deal w that on my own and move on soon enough. With them, the previous platonic relationship doesn’t have to be fucked after I shot my shot.

If the person is already my friend, I tell her that’s totally ok and I hope we can still be friends, that I care about her as a friend and I was just seeing if it could maybe lead to something else. It didn’t and that’s ok. That I still value our friendship, and I’m gonna bark up some other tree. That I hope things won’t be weird, that I understand if she needs space. And then I back off and it always turns out ok.

I’m saying this very generically but it’s based on actual happenings in my life, I’m not that much of an unattached whore lol.

thing is, we get so scared of rejection we don’t even try. that’s worse than rejection. trying and clearing things up with an honest talk is always the best. taking the leap, asking someone out is terrifying. rejection sucks. but not everyone will want to date us and that’s ok. loads of ppl will and we’ll find them along the way. so if she does say no, don’t let it make you feel any less awesome. cause you are fucking awesome.

That being said, she will probably say yes. take her out for lunch, coffee, dinner, a party. Have a good time. try not to be too intense unless things have been solidified (fumbled a bad bitch cause of that last year lol). be yourself, as cliche and stupid as it is.

I know you so I know you dont just wanna fuck her. My objective plan for you is approaching her irl or through text. ask her if she’d like to grab a coffee/lunch/drink with you. or if she’d like to check out [insert dinner place name here] with you. And see where things go from there.

you’re cool as fuck, smart, and very sweet. you’re a great guy and I’m happy to still be your friend. Plus I can always get you some random bitches if anything bad happens. it won’t, but if it does just know it wont be the end of the world.

fumbling her, for you, would be

• being too intense from the get go

• not being clear w your intentions and not putting your dick on the table, as we say here (as in, when you do approach her romantically, be clear about it)

• not being proactive enough after she says yes (not asking her out a second time, not communicating, etc)

• not making sure BOTH of you are having fun in dates and whatnot. if you focus only on her she will notice. do shit that will also bring the best out in you. dont ask her out to a rave, for example.

• being embarrassed if she says no. be chill. it’s fine. she’s still a cool person and you can still be friends. you have a world of women to pursue, and you wouldn’t want to be with someone who doesnt wanna be w you so you’ll get over it soon enough. ez.

• if says yes and all goes ok and you’re ever in the setting for it, and she looks at you as in waiting for something FUCKING KISS HER. do it scared.

hope I helped broski