#you've opened pandoras box with this one

[sunsburns]

Imagine hockey ellie getting a tooth knocked out during one of her games and after the game she pulls off her helmet and gives you the cutest missing tooth little bloody smile

oh yeah, i can see this happening near the end of a heated game. the arena is filled to the brim with electricity from the crowd. from the stands, your eyes try to keep up with the blur of ellie’s jersey number on the ice. williams pasted in bright gold on the back.

it’s a tied score, the timer is running low, and the players from both teams slowly grow more and more aggressive as the numbers count down.

ellie looks up at you in the stands every now and then, and you can tell how badly she wants to win this game. her face is flushed, her eyes focused, and her body bulked with protective padding. but none of that helps calm your racing heart whenever she’s slammed against one of the plastic barriers. you wince every time she’s shoved and tripped, almost as if you’re the one talking the hits on the cold ice despite the fact she brushes it off every time.

you watch as she closes in on an opponent, trying to steal the puck with gritted teeth. it happens almost in slow motion, ellie swoops down to take the puck and the other girl while she furiously smacks the puck, hoping to get a shot into the goal before ellie takes it. instead, you see the puck flick off the ice and fly off to the side, colliding with ellie’s face.

the cheers of the crowd slowly start to fade out as ellie clutches her face, a trail of blood dripping over the ice. it takes seconds for her to realize what’s happened, and she tosses her stick to the ground, dropping her cloves before she swings at the girl who hit her.

there’s a sound of a whistle, and ellie’s teammates rush to haul her out of the rink. her blood is freezing against the ice as she yells at the girl from the opposing team.

you watch her be dragged onto the team bench, and from where you sit, you can see her smiling, the blood on her face mixing with her salty tears.

you jump out of your seat almost instantly, shoving your way past fans dressed in team colours, a blur of red and gold blinding you before you finally get near the team bench. you smack your hands against the plastic wall, shouting ellie’s name, who holds a bloody cloth up to her mouth.

she almost doesn’t hear you over the buzzer that goes off to resume the game without her. ellie looks pissed, now benched, until the ref finally excuses her for throwing punches and lets her back on the ice.

when she turns, however, you can see the way her face softens, even if her helmet doesn’t let you have the best view of her face, you can see her eyes become fonder when she looks at you. it makes you smile.

ellie says something you can’t hear over the crowd, but she seems proud of herself when she pulls off her helmet. her short hair sticks to her forehead, face flushed red, which makes her freckles stand out against the blush on her cheeks. it’s when ellie brings the cloth away from her mouth that you gasp, your eyes instantly spotting a gap where a tooth used to be.

she’s laughing at your horrified reaction, and you can see the specks of dark red across her face as she tells you with a bloody smile. “it doesn’t even hurt! just promise to kiss it better once we win, okay?”

[zu-is-here]

How would cross, Dream and Aim look like as humans? 🤔🤔

[rupphiremoyo]

Brooklynn: What exactly do you like about Yaz anyways?

Sammy: Oh geez, I'll try to make this short and sweet (1/583)

[raphael-angele]

The Gift

POV: It's Regulus' birthday and he's opening presents at the breakfast table.

Regulus: Okay, so far I got a journal that cannot be opened unless I'm the one holding it; thank you, Evan. The Cain's Jawbone book; thank you, Barty. A brand new stationary set; thank you, Pandora. And a silver snake ring that has a needle that injects poison to whoever it punctures; thank you, Dorcas.

Pandora: Happy birthday, Reg.

Evan: Happy birthday, buddy.

Barty: Yeah, yeah, yeah, happy birthday and all that. So which one is your favorite?

Dorcas: You kidding? I win by a mile.

Evan: Oh, I almost forgot *pulls out a small box* This is from Potter.

Dorcas: Why was James Potter giving you a gift for Regulus?

Barty: And why was he with you in the first place?

Evan: Calm down. We bumped into each other in the halls and he asked me to give it to Reg.

Regulus: *opens the box* oh wow.

Pandora: What is it?

Regulus: *shows it to Pandora*

Pandora: Aww, that's so cute.

Barty: What is it?

Pandora: It's like an small pin of the golden snitch but instead of a ball, it's shaped like a star.

Regulus: *reads the note* "Still can't believe I caught you. JP"

Dorcas: Aw, Now that's just romantic

Barty: If Potter wanted to be romantic, he'd realign the stars to say, "I am untterly, undoubtedly, and deeply in love with Regulus Arcturus Black. I say with with sound mind and body. Love, James Potter"

Regulus, putting the pin on his robe: So whose gift is that one? *points to a box*

Everyone:

Regulus: ...no one?

Evan: *inspects* Well, it's addressed to you. And it says Happy Birthday. Maybe it's from your parents?

Regulus: Unlikely. Give it? *takes the box* Really nothing written on here.

Barty: Open it.

Regulus: *opens it and gasps*

Dorcas: What is it?

Regulus: *looks over at the Gryffindor table* Nothing *packs up the gifts, stands and leaves* Thanks for the gifts.

At the Gryffindor table:

Sirius: Hey, the birthday boy himself.

James: Oh, hi, babe.

Regulus: Hey. Sirius, a word? *they move a bit farther away*

Sirius: So what's up? Did you need something?

Regulus: The gift.

Sirius: Yeah? What about it?

Regulus: ...help me put it on?

Sirius: ...*smiles softly* Yeah, okay.

In the bathroom:

Sirius: You okay in there?

Regulus: *comes out of the stall with a roll of bandage*

Sirius: What do you think?

Regulus: *runs his hands through his torso, looks at the mirror and turns to the side*

Sirius: It's not too tight right? I think I hooked it on the right row.

Regulus: *cries*

Sirius: *goes up to him* Hey, hey, c'mon, don't cry. It's okay. What's wrong? Is it too small? Does it hurt?

Regulus: *shakes his head* No. It's perfect.

Sirius: Aww, I'm glad. Feels better right?

Regulus: Mhm.

Sirius: *sighs* I told you to stop using bandages to bind. You're gonna hurt yourself.

Regulus: I didn't have a binder to use.

Sirius: Well now you do. And this is a lot safer and comfier. Right?

Regulus: *nods*

Sirius: Yeah. Now, you have to promise me that you won't wear it for too long. If I find out that you've been binding longer than what's safe, I'm confiscating them. Understand?

Regulus: Mhm. I promise

Sirius: Okay.

Regulus: *hugs Sirius tightly* Love you

Sirius: *kisses the top of his head* Love you, too. Now, let's get you to class.

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism Guys: Ruffling their Hair

G/N. Gun, Jake, Sammy, Ryuhei, Johan, Vincent. Goo here

Gun Park

Ducks, dodges and weaves your outstretched hands. Honestly, you should be grateful. You've seen him punch someone for much less. However, your need to find out whether his hair, with all that product, is crunchy or greasy or just rock solid overrides all sense of self preservation.

To your surprise, more than anything, it is soft. As is his accompanying sigh and look once your fingers reach their target and he lets you caress his locks.

He doesn't allow you to do it often, and you care about not having broken fingers to do it too much. Once that urge kicks in though, Gun eventually gives in.

Jake Kim

It's rather unbecoming for a leader to get their hair ruffled, especially to those outside of his inner circle. The first time the rest of the crew saw you ruffling their boss's hair, they exchanged odd glances.

And Jake knows this. He grumbles each time you do it in front of everyone. He knows this takes the shine off his reputation somewhat, yet he makes it easy for you anyway.

Leaning down so you can run your hand through his hair, messing it up, before he then smooths it back down with a half hearted whine.

Samuel Seo

The first time you stroke his hair, there is no immediately discernible change in his demeanour. He gives you a look for messing up his immaculate hair but tolerates it nonetheless.

What gives away how much he likes it, and how much he craves your touch, is the way his eyes flutter shut, the way his breathing slows and deepens, how his body slackens. Not enough for anyone else to see, but enough for you to feel.

It calms him, and he finds the gesture sweet. Not that he would ever admit it outloud.

Ryuhei Kuroda

You ruffled his hair once. Once. He practically melted, then you found his head within reach in almost all situations.

An overeager, overbearing (rabid attack) puppy at the best of times, and being appropriate eludes Ryuhei anyway. But you ruffling his hair seems to have opened up pandora's box and made him realise how touch-starved he is (by you specifically) at all times.

He treads a fine line between annoying and adorable, although usually the former, but there's something wholesome about how much he wants you to run his fingers through his hair.

Johan Seong

From the way he tensed up at you ruffling his hair, you thought you did something way worse.

It was a spur of the moment gesture. Him glaring at you beneath his fringe, looking like a sulky puppy, you couldn't help it.

His mom was the only one that touched his hair, and after that - the other time was the mad doctor. Johan's hair a physical embodiment of trauma.

And then you ruffled his hair, reminding him that it's just hair, that touch can be sweet and kind, and unleashing waves of nostalgia. Looks like you just acquired a prickly puppy.

Vin Jin

Scowls until he's absolutely sure you're not going to try and reveal his eyes then he relents. Sort of.

You manage to graze his hair, just a bit, before he slaps your hand away. He lets you, enough times (until he has had enough and tells you to go away) that you eventually know exactly the texture of his hair. Felt it when it was short, buzzcut, often covered by a cap; temporarily bleached to match Mary's; cropped and left long on top; finally now - long enough to tickle his chin.

"Your hair has grown long," you say, running your fingers through his hair. A hum of agreement is all he responds with but he doesn't move away anymore.

[llamagoddessofficial]

I can’t stop thinking about it now, but nose nuzzling with siren boys? -oh wait they don’t have noses-

Hmmm… gentle and affectionate forehead bonking?

Gentle siren forehead bonks??? ON MY CHRISTIAN BLOG?????? How obscene!!!

Sans: Forehead touching? Nuzzling? He might actually hesitate a while. He may even pull away, once or twice, if you go in for one. Those kinds of casual and universal displays of affection were commonplace in his old pod, and the memories can sometimes be a bit much for him.

... He won't hesitate for long, though. He's affection starved. Be careful, though- giving him nuzzles really solidifies in his head that you're his forever mate. He's gonna start getting aggressive with anyone he thinks is a rival for your affection.

Red: As a shark, he's used to much more tough displays of any affection. Biting, scratching, roughhousing... so he'd actually be pretty flustered by a forehead bonk or a sweet nuzzle. It's just so soft? So unequivocally gentle? He sits there momentarily stunned, before needing to sink under the surface of the water for a little while to process what just happened. One of very few times you're going to see Red being the flustered one.

Skull: Going in to give siren Skull a forehead bonk is a dangerous game to play. He'll see you leaning in as 'wife is giving open invitation to kiss and nuzzle'. If you don't heed the warning of his eyelight getting huge and excited, as soon as you're within range, you're trapped until he's had his fill of affection. Which could be anywhere from a few minutes, to nearly an hour. With tentacles and dexterity like his, escape is not an option.

You've also now opened the pandora's box of unwittingly informing him that nuzzling is one of your ways of showing love. He wants to show love in ways you understand. Expect him to drag you in and smoosh his face into yours at any chance he gets. Doesn't matter what you're doing near his tank, you will be leaving with a wet face and messed up hair.

[pinkthrone445]

-Abbott's house- Part 5 (Final)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing:Melissa Schemmenti x Reader

Gender:Fluff, funny, soft, hurt

Warnings:Mention of past relationships

Summary:The district gives the school the idea of spending a month living together to strengthen bonds, you never thought that would change your relationship with some so much.

Everything seemed like a dream, sweaty bodies, her warmth next to yours, her lips kissing every millimeter of your skin, her hands clawing and massaging your body, her hips rubbing against you, her chin covered in your juices and your face stained with her desire when she sat on your face. Seeing her in that state was like opening Pandora's box, but instead of seeing chaos and disasters, you saw your wishes fulfilled and your complete happiness closer than ever. And after so much perfection, you closed the night with a flourish sleeping together and hugging each other. Things you've been dreaming of for a long time came true in one night.

But the next morning, the golden hour had turned into a pale morning, your body was still tender and sore from the night before, her hand was on your waist, her lips breathing soft sighs in your neck as she slept relaxedly next to you. While nothing had changed, everything felt different, your consciousness had returned to normal, and the weight of your decisions was putting pressure on you, more pressure than the redhead's hand put on your waist. How would things go from now on?

Even though guilt and self-doubt consumed you, you decided to enjoy this ephemeral moment before it vanished and slipped out of your hands, never to return.

Carefully you turned your head and began to admire the beauty of the woman next to you, the shape of her nose, her messy red hair on the pillow, how sharp her cheekbones were despite her age, her thick lips slightly parted showing her front teeth slightly, her eyes moving behind her closed eyelids as if she were having a dream, how her nose slowly wrinkled and a soft laugh escaped between a few sighs, she was perfect, so fucking perfect. The only thing that made her more perfect was when she was smiling.

You didn't want the moment to ever end, but like all good things, it ended sooner than you would have liked.

Someone knocked on the door of the room scaring you and waking the redhead up, a little scared and lost too

-"Melissa! We have stuff to do! Don't be late!" - Barbara's voice from the other side of the door made you blush excessively when you saw the state of nakedness her friend was in in front of you.

-"Good morning" - You whispered and let out a nervous laugh. The redhead had a frown looking you up and down, especially the part of your breasts that was full of marks she had made the night before

-"Morning..."-She replied half confused, now looking at her body that also had several marks that you had made on it

-"Melissa! Wake up!" - Barbara screamed again when she didn't get a response from her friend

-"I'm awake! Calm down!" - Mel replied a little angrily. Trying not to let that anger get passed on to you, you got out of bed looking for what to wear in your closet, putting a little distance between her and you. Should you act like an adult and face the situation and ask questions, or should you act as if none of this happened?-"I'm going to shower, okey?" - Mel alerted you and you stared at her naked body as she walked to the bathroom. As she entered the bathroom, the redhead didn't close the door, giving you a silent invitation to join her, but you were not sure if you should go in. The redhead stood in the doorway, watching you in complete nakedness

-"Do you want to save water and shower together?" - She asked in a sweet voice which made you smile and you decided to follow her.

You thought that going into the shower might be a wild encounter like the one the night before, but instead, as soon as you stepped on the floor of the shower, soft hands grabbed your waist and guided you carefully under the cascading water. The temperature was placed right in the middle, not too hot, not too cold, it was perfect. Mel carefully reached out and gently glued her body to yours, sharing the gentle rain of the shower, with one of her hands, she peeled off a strand of hair that had stuck to your face and kissed your forehead gently

-"I thought you'd not even talk to me now when you wake up..."-You whispered looking into her eyes

-"I'm a little bit confuse about what is happening... About where this should go... But I like being by your side, I'm sure of that, and I don't what you to walk away again..."-She murmured with sad eyes

-"I propose something, let's enjoy the rest of this week together. Then, if you want, we can go back to being just friends. What do you think?" - You murmured smiling and kissed her shoulder, making her smile this time

-"I would like that, yes please" - The redhead answered and started washing your hair.

While you would have liked to get more of the redhead, more commitment, more of her, you were aware that you might never have that. So you decided to settle for having as much as possible in this short period of time.

When the two of you finished showering, you got dressed and went out to breakfast with the others, who looked at you in surprise

-"We thought you weren't home, your car isn't in the driveway" - Barbara replied and you laughed softly

-"Yeah, I was going to my house but my car broke, so I stayed..."-You replied and Mel set down a cup of coffee in front of you, brewed exactly how you liked it, you smiled at her in appreciation and kissed her hand briefly, letting her go back to the pancakes she was cooking. Everyone looked at the interaction confused, after not even being able to look at each other, you had returned to being affectionate as before. Something strange had happened on the weekend and no one knew what, no one except for Ava (A few months later you found out that the reason why she had been one of the first to arrive at the place was because she installed some cameras in the house, and one of the cameras was on the balcony, which took your intense kissing session with the redhead. That's why Ava knew very well the reason for the change of treatment between you two).

The week began to pass and the nights of sleeping together cuddling had returned, which made you happy, but sadness also took place in your heart knowing that the affectionate treatment with the redhead had a date of expiration, a very close one.

How could you be happy and satisfied to be with someone else that wasn't her? How could you be happy with a mere human when you had managed to be in heaven with the most perfect and beautiful angel? A sigh left your lips at the thought of this, a sigh that the redhead felt as she had you curled up in her chest

-"You okay hon?"-You nodded barely, not uttering a word, you were scared that your voice would tremble if you did. Mel understood your silence and decided not to push any further.

The next day, the last day and night in that house, everyone was making plans to go out and have a party together as a farewell. Your car was still broken so you decided to go with the redhead, who seemed more nervous and anxious than usual. The whole trip the only one talking was you or Barbara who was with you, but the redhead, more than nodding and breathing, gave no sign of wanting to participate in the conversation. Perhaps since there was so little left to return to normal, her distancing had already begun. Anyway, today you had decided to have a good time and enjoy yourself, you had already missed many parties and opportunities to be together when you were trying to avoid Melissa.

Arriving at the bar, everyone sat down together at a table and ordered the first round of drinks. When the drinks started to take effect, your shyness went down and the urge to dance came along with a wave of happiness.

Since you were sitting at a U-shaped table against the wall, you had to step over Mel in order to go out dancing, but you first asked her to join you because you wanted to dance with her.

-"Let's dance together? Please? That song has a good beat to dance..." - You said in a sexy voice trying to convince her, but she smiled shaking her head

-"Go ahead... I'll dance in a few minutes" - The redhead replied giving you room to get out, taking your hand to help you stand up. Without giving it much thought, you went out dancing with your other co-workers who decided to join in.

While Mel stayed at the table without taking her eyes off you, Barbara accompanied her

-"If you want to be with her so bad, go to dance and stop putting that sad face" - Barbara told her friend and Mel sighed

-"We had sex... More than once in this week..."-Melissa confessed and her friend looked at her in surprise-"And she offered me a deal, we would enjoy this week together as much as possible and if we returned and I wanted to pretend like nothing happened, she told me I could... But I feel guilt eating me when I think about leaving her, I don't wanna let her go... But I don't know what to do now that returning home is so close..."-The redhead confessed, sipping the fiery liquor from her glass

-"Mel... Maybe you want to be with her and keep this relationship when you get home, no just a fling or a casual thing, have you thought about that? What is the thing that stops you when you think about her? I can clearly see that you like her very much..."-Barbara answered, and the redhead was left thinking.

After a few minutes you went back to the table looking for something to drink since dancing had made you thirsty. Barbara got up from the table using the excuse that she had to go to the bathroom, leaving you alone with the redhead

-"Mel, can you give me a little bit of your water please" - You asked sitting next to her and she looked you in the eye

-"I don't want this to end" - She replied without thinking much and you looked at her confused

-"Okey... I'll go order another water then" - You responded by getting up from the table but she took your hand

-"I didn't mean water, I don't want our agreement or relationship to end... I was afraid that maybe I was moving too fast from my previous relationship, that I was using you to erase him, that's why I didn't want to kiss you that game night, I didn't want to use you like that. But the thought of walking away from you hurts me so much, even more than when I broke up with him...I want you by my side forever... "-The confession took you by surprise and you sat back and watched her

-"Are you drunk?" - It was all that managed to come out of your lips, you didn't want to get your hopes up if this was just a boost for alcohol. The redhead shook her head laughing and showed you her glass

-"I just had this one..."-she answered, and you sighed nervously

-"Am I drunk? Is this a dream?" - You consulted again and she took your hand gently

-"Maybe you are a little bit drunk, but this is not a dream... What do you say? Do you want to give us a try? Do you want to have a proper date with me when we get back to hour houses?" - She asked hopefully and you nodded

-"I'd love to" - You replied and leaned over the table to give her a delicate, short kiss. From the dance floor you could hear joyful shouts from your friends

-"Give me my money Jacob! Told you they would be together by the end of the month" - An excited Ava spoke, receiving the money from the youngest and making you and Mel laugh in the middle of the kiss.

[honeyhotteoks]

okay i absolutely NEED toxic possessive yunho. you have infected me with the brain rot and i have not been able to stop thinking about dr. jekyll/mr. hyde boyfriend yunho who everyone in your life thinks is perfect. like he carries your bag for you when you're out, sends random just because flowers to your job, plays uber/designated driver when you and the girls have girls night out, always pays for things, etc etc. like he is prince fucking charming in everyone's eyes. including your own when you first started dating. but now that you've opened pandora box? he keeps getting more and more unhinged. it started with stealing your under wear but somehow escalated to dropping by wherever you are and asking you to take off the pair you're currently wearing. waiting for you to walk to your car late at night and blindsiding you for a quickie in the backseat because he couldn't wait until you got home to do it. fingering you under the table at crowded bar/restaurant and then licking your essence off his fingers while making direct eye contact with the random guy who tried to hit on you earlier. getting annoyed at you for missing a couple of his texts earlier in the day and taking it out on you in bed by edging you for hours and not letting you cum until you're covered in your own tears and begging for forgiveness. refusing to go on a business trip because it'll mean he'll be apart from you until you cave and cancel your own plans to accompany him only for you to realize it wasn't a business trip at all and he just wanted an excuse to monopolize your time for an entire extended weekend where you two rarely left the hotel room.

HI HELLO SWEET MOTHERFUCKING JESUS?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

i actually like... have nothing additional to add because you've scrambled my brain, but i want you to know that between this ask and the other one i basically just outlined a whole one-shot and as soon as i can write it i'm going to because good lord i need pervy feral pussy obsessed yunho in glorious 4k (so to speak).

i'm literally OBSESSED with the idea of yunho showing up at your car for a quickie like picture -

it's late after work, and he hates when you walk from the front of your office to the lot where your car is. it's dark, something could happen to you.... so he shows up to walk you whenever he can, which let's be real is most nights. he makes sure of it.

but lately you've been talking about a new co-worker a little too much for his liking. you're telling stories about him and smiling about him a little TOO much, and you were slow to respond to his texts today. and slow to leave the building like you always do.....

so he thinks he just has to teach you a lesson. he corners you out at your car, pressing you up against the side and rucking up your skirt, shoving your legs open and telling you to be quiet. and you're like..... definitely not trying to get fucked in front of your office like.... people could see?? you could definitely get fired. this could ruin your reputation.....

but yunho's not going to let that happen, not really. he keeps you hidden against the side, he shields your body with his, but his hands creep around front to work your clit. your panties get shoved to the side to make room for him. his hand closes over your mouth while you cum just to keep you quiet. and as you fall apart he's murmuring in your ear - that's it baby, remember who makes you come like this. remember who you belong to. it's my cock in your pussy every night, isn't that right sweetheart?

anyways. get ready for pervy yunho b/c i'm writing it LOL

[forgeofthenine]

Given that Rolan has missed out on some of the reaaaaally good ones, could we get some nsfw tail headcanons for him? 🥺 baby deserves it

Rolan absolutely missed out on some great solo prompts, thanks for the great reminder Anon. I hope you enjoy this handful of smutty headcanons for our favourite Tiefling wizard ;)

TW: NSFW under the cut, impact play, mentions of possible overstimulation

Rolan NSFW tail headcanons

Rolan is both secretive and repressed, some would say this is just proof he's actually a wizard

He's more than happy to try and ignore or hide his infernal traits

For a reason even he can't articulate, he considers them embarrassing or a possible turn off at the start of your relationship

It doesn't take much for you to convince him otherwise, however

Give this man's tail attention

Stroke it when you hug him, tug at it when he passes by you

Run your fingertips over it teasingly when he's fucking you nice and slow

Neither of you will regret him bringing tail play into the bedroom

Rolans already quite the fan of impact play, particularly spanking, so just imagine when he uses his tail instead of his hands

Pretty red lines covering your ass as he whips it with the tip of his tail, hands stroking over the agitated skin as he coos praises

Be careful though, he'll make sure it's hard for you to sit the next few days if he's given free reign

He's not afraid to use his tail for other types of foreplay either, wrapping it around your body in various teasing ways

Trailing it down your skin so lightly you can hardly feel it

It squeezes your thighs, dipping between your legs to stroke and tease, only leaving when it's covered in your cum

It's only then when it's dripping with your release that he brings it up to his own face, looking you in the eyes as he runs a tongue up it

"Delicious as always, maybe I should indulge a little more."

You don't get much of a break before he goes in for more

When he gives you head he's absolutely tail fucking you at the same time

He says it's purely to 'properly prepare' you, but he also just likes feeling you squeezing around him with every flick of his tongue

Rolan is absolutely obssessed now that you've opened Pandora's box

[brotherwtf]

this is completely unrelated and so random so im so sorry but if you had to show ppl THE pictures of austin & callum which ones would they be ??

anon you've opened the Pandora's box I LOVE talking about my pics of Callum and Austin

these ones of them together make me bonkers

also this gif? stop the presses I'm calling the police

I also have some individual ones lol

my current THE Austin pics

(this one lurks in the corner of my mind and just won't leave)

this one also drives me nuts? like who allowed

this pic of Callum is my absolute favorite, bro is a cutie patootie

I also fell down a vein of twink model Callum? and this one is itching the brain too much not to add

idk if I totally read this ask wrong but I hope y'all like these pics from my Pinterest board lol! I love curating these bitches it's like collecting trinkets

[orange-demons-deactivated2024]

Chun Li x gn!reader

it was hard to get inspiration for chun li when all the other fics were spicy in content, especially the art for her omg. but here are some relationship hcs. enjoy! art is by kina nishimura. this was an ask, i forgot to link it rip.

You want to ask Chun Li out on a date? How cute. 

Seeing the extent you've proven yourself as a fighter and as her student makes her feel honored. 

But don't think she'll give you special treatment just because you're in a relationship now. It's actually quite the opposite. 

She would expect more out of you if she's giving you private lessons, so don't let her down!

Chun Li also styles her hair in various ways and would let you help her with it, but only if you have delicate hands. She wouldn't want you to be yanking on any knots in her hair. 

It's not rare that she lets her hair down, but a lot of people don't see it. And if you comment on it, she'll give you a little laugh asking if you like it.

She understands when people stare at her hips and thighs because she knows that's what they tend to see when they look at her. But don't go out of your way just to comment on it, cause she doesn't like it when people have things to say about her body.

Chun Li would want you to be at least acquainted with Li Fen before you ever start a relationship with her. 

She's put the past behind her and wants to live a slow life, that's why she settled to teach self-defense to the people in Hong Hu Lu. 

And if you've reached full mastery, she would ask you to help teach Kung Fu alongside her.

Of course, with a little envy from her loyal students. 

Chun Li is getting older, so she wants to at least experience what it's like to have a sense of community.

She's had her fair share of people professing their love to her, but she would always try to turn them down gently.

Being with her opens a Pandora's box that'll make them run off with their tails between their legs. 

And depending on how you ask her out, she'll do the same. 

It wasn't until you caught her one night, on a rare occurrence that she was roaming through Chinatown as she was picking out a gift for Li Fen for her birthday. 

Doing the same, you decided to join her for the night. 

You've been hanging around them for quite some time and she's happy to see that Li Fen has made another friend. So she's glad that you care for her as much as she does. 

Chun Li admits she's been thinking about you often since you've been taking part-time jobs in Hong Hu Lu.

And she's flattered that you go out of your way to visit her even though you're busy with your own stuff.

So she'll give you a chance once you pop the question to her.

She can come off as motherly and protective once she gets into a relationship. 

She also treats people with the respect they deserve and wants to help others as much as she can. 

But as kind as she is, she won't allow it if people ever judge you. Poking fun, she understands but full-on criticism is where she draws the line. 

No one's perfect and everyone has their fair share of scars, so she hates to see others being super judgmental. Especially if they didn't know you. 

You're her precious student and life partner, so of course she'll get a little protective. 

She's also a traditional woman, so she appreciates the domestic lifestyle. Like waking up in the morning next to you and enjoying a cup of tea in the evening sun. 

Working as an Interpol officer gave her more wrinkles and grey hairs than she could count. So it's nice to take things one day at a time. 

Chun Li can help you pick out some clothes if you like. She likes to go to the mall with Li Fen and look for new outfits to add to her collection. 

She would feel the soft fabrics between her fingertips and find the best deals before she tells you to put it on. 

When you do, she says how cute you look, and to give her a little spin. 

Chun Li is the type to share food and will hold out a sample for you to try. And chuckles when you bite down on it because of the way your cheeks puff up. 

On the topic of food, she has a major sweet tooth. So expect to go on dates that consist of trying new dessert spots.

She's also sentimental, so she would like something for you two to wear all the time. Mostly to show that even when you both are apart, you'll still always be together: matching necklaces or promise rings. 

It's cheesy but she loves it.

Chun Li would love to help you with your makeup and paint your nails.

She never has the opportunity to do it with other people besides Li Fen, so she would get excited if you asked her to do so.

Her ideal date is to find a place free from so much background noise, like grabbing a bite to eat at a restaurant or visiting a Peking opera. 

She didn't have many chances to go on dates growing up, so she missed out on certain aspects when experiencing social relationships. 

Even though she doesn't look it, she gets slightly embarrassed when she's put on the spot. For example, when playing the Erhu, she'll only play it for you when there aren't a lot of people around because she's not as confident.

And she gets bashful when you compliment her skills.

Chun Li would give you pecks along your face, starting from your cheek and landing on your lips. 

And behind closed doors, she would wrap her arms around your neck and pull you close to her body when she gave a long passionate kiss. 

Don't get too shy on her now, because this is only the beginning. 

All in all, she's glad to have a companion and a partner to stick by her side through the chaos because it's not something that most people can say they've done.

But you can. And she's happy you do.

You and Li Fen are special to her, and she'll do anything to put your happiness above everything else.

She'll make sure of it.

[hard-core-super-star]

my rotten mind and how much it worships you [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: hailee steinfeld x reader

summary: you and hailee slowly figure out your feelings for each other and start to do something about them instead of arguing.

warnings: a bit of everything, fluff, angst, and spice; slightly suggestive themes but no actual smut; still technically enemies-to-lovers but more focused on the lovers part; PR messes + glass closets; still 100% inspired by lacy...and rock bottom

wordcount: 1.6k

a/n: this is part two of the sweetest torture one could bear. i had a bunch of scattered ideas for this but the amazing @anninastv truly encouraged me to write this so shoutout to her for always having incredible ideas. i tried to lean harder into the fluff than the angst but uh...well, i have a lot of thoughts, okay? rubix stop getting attached to your one-shots challenge.

* * * * * * *

The morning sun peeks through the thick curtains of your hotel room, bringing in enough light to rouse you from the depths of sleep. 

You groan and attempt to roll over to hide from the warm light that fills the room. Your attempt massively fails however and that’s when you realize the weight pressed up right against your back…along with the arm loosely draped over your waist. 

The realization is more than enough for you to shake off the drowsiness that clings to your mind. It takes a few seconds but then, all at once, the memories of the night before come back. Hailee offering to let you sleep in the one bed in the room instead of the couch, her outburst of emotions, the easy conversation that flowed, and…the kiss. 

The one kiss that eventually led to a lot more.

You shiver just thinking about the things the two of you got up to after that. The soft looks and careful touches you won’t be able to take back even if you wanted to. Which, you’re not sure if you want to.

You’re not sure about a lot right now. 

All you really know is being in Hailee’s arms feels better than you ever thought possible. And you really want to hate the feeling but you can’t. Just like you can’t hate her despite how much easier everything would be if you did.

“I can hear you overthinking from here.”

The sound of her voice makes you jump out of your own head and back into the present. You can practically see the grin that’s definitely on her face right now, the one that makes her eyes warm and her face soft.

“I’m not overthinking,” you mumble in response.  

“Right…” She, surprisingly, doesn’t argue any further than that.

You’re clearly not the only one whose feelings have gotten incredibly complicated. Although, maybe she’s actually taking your advice to heart and going after what she wants. 

It's hard to believe you're what she truly wants, though.

The brunette makes some sort of noise, something between a sigh and a groan, before you feel her lips against the bare skin of your shoulder. She’s gotten far too good at reading you in the span of this stupid vacation. 

Her soft kisses feel incredible but you still haven’t fully shed your need to push her buttons whenever possible. “If I would’ve known you’d be this touchy in the morning, I would’ve slept on the couch.”

“Mmm, has anyone ever told you you’re a horrible liar?” Her comment is mumbled against your skin and you actively have to stop yourself from groaning.

“You had no problem believing I hated you.”

“So…that was all a lie?”

Shit.

You walked yourself right into that one. No amount of witty comments and half-assed jokes are going to be enough to get you out of this. So, you settle on silence. You’d rather not open the Pandora’s box of hidden feelings you’ve been hiding under all your sarcasm.

Hailee doesn’t want silence, though, and she makes that crystal clear. 

“I want you.”

You know what she's talking about but the mere thought of it is too much to comprehend so you do what you do best: deflect. 

“You've been awake for ten minutes and you're already thinking about sex?”

“That's not what I mean.”

“I know,” you say through a sigh. “But sleeping together doesn't mean we're fated to fall in love.”

Her hands tug at your waist, a silent request for you to turn over. You don’t want to fulfill it and yet your body moves before you can stop it. You turn onto your other side and pretend not to notice the satisfied grin on her face.

“Can't a girl be a hopeless romantic?” She mutters once her eyes find yours.

“I don't think you can afford to be much of anything right now.”

It's subtle but it's a reminder of why you're here. You're not a real couple, you're not friends, and you barely even like each other…or at least, that's what you thought before last night.

She's quiet for a few seconds and you foolishly assume she's changed her mind. But of course, she hasn't. Because when has Hailee Steinfeld ever made things easy for you?

“I want to try.” Her voice is barely above a whisper but it carries more weight than you’re used to hearing from her. “I want to be with you.”

“Why?” You blurt out. “You don't even like me.”

You half-expect her to roll her eyes at you or call you stubborn but she doesn’t. She doesn’t even try to put her walls back up. For once in a long time, Hailee’s finally being honest, with herself and with you. “Because you get me. You see through all the bullshit without even batting an eyelash. It's annoying but it's refreshing. And I think I’d have to be an idiot to let you slip away.”

“You are an idiot.”

Despite your words, you’re already halfway to kissing her. It might be a foolish decision but it feels far too right for you to ignore. 

Most of your day is spent like that, kissing Hailee and letting her show you how much she means her words. And, considering the amount of marks she leaves all over your neck, she really means them.

It’s not until late afternoon that the two of you manage to untangle from each other. The brunette keeps her hands to herself long enough for you to shower and by the time you come back, her whole demeanor has changed. 

You’re about to ask her what’s wrong when you notice the way she’s clutching her phone. 

Right.

You’re still in the middle of a, frankly ridiculous, PR stunt and whatever it is you’re doing doesn’t fit the narrative the media has created. One that’s very intent on keeping Hailee inside her glass closet. 

“y/n-”

You stop her before she can get too far, not ready to hear the hundreds of excuses she always has on hand. “It’s fine. You don’t owe me anything.”

“I know.” She sighs. “But I meant it. I want this. With you.”

It would be incredibly easy to push back. To tell her you’ve changed your mind and you want no part in whatever PR mess she’s created for you…but that’s not the truth.

And, as much as you hate to admit it, you’re far too deep to turn back now. 

“Just keep your hands to yourself during dinner, Steinfeld.”

The smile she gives you is the only evidence you need that you’re doing the right thing. Even if it’s not necessarily the easiest thing.

The time for your dinner reservation arrives far quicker than you’d like and before you know it, you and Hailee are sitting out in the open in some random restaurant pretending you don’t notice the bunch of paparazzi waiting on your every move.

It’s strange but also not the weirdest thing you’ve ever done so you do your best to focus on the brunette and nothing else.

“They’ll go away in a bit,” Hailee says while her hand finds yours under the table. “They’ll take a few pictures and then leave once nothing exciting happens.”

“You don’t think I’m exciting?” You reply, allowing her to intertwine your fingers.

“You’re impossible.”

You merely chuckle and listen to her while she swiftly changes the topic. You nod along as she tells you some random story from her time shooting Hawkeye, trying your best not to get distracted by her affectionate touches.

You’ve learned a lot of things about her during this fake vacation and yet, her constant need to be in contact with you might be your favorite one. Twenty-four hours ago you couldn’t wait to never see her again and now you’re actively trying to plan out when to spend more time with her. 

You’re in the middle of wondering how the hell you got here when you feel her arm wrap around your shoulders. You assume the paparazzi are gone so you don’t say anything. You merely let her rest her chin on your shoulder and admire you like you’re some priceless painting.

“You okay?” She whispers.

“Yeah, just thinking.”

You turn slightly to be able to look at her and she takes the opportunity to kiss you. Your hand reaches up to cup her face as you return the kiss, completely oblivious to the pictures that get snapped at that moment.

You don't even make it to dessert before both of your phones are blowing up with endless posts and tweets, all talking about the two of you and the sweet kiss you're sharing in the attached pictures.

“Hailee,” you say softly, your voice tinged with the slightest bit of regret. “I’m sorry.”

“Don't be.” She shakes her head before turning off her phone and giving you her undivided attention once again. “I created this whole mess in the first place, I can deal with the backlash. I just…don't want to hide anymore.”

“Who are you and what have you done with the real Hailee Steinfeld?” You joke.

She rolls her eyes but there's no annoyance in the action anymore. There's nothing but that goofy grin she can't contain no matter how many times you push her buttons on purpose.

“And somehow I'm the one who doesn't have feelings.”

You have no time to reply and for once, you don't really care. All you care about is the feeling of her lips against yours.

Everything else can wait until later.

[polutrope]

Just pure headcanons, what do you think happened during Maglor's reign as a king? I don't know if his reign was short or something but I remember it took some time before Fingon was able to save Maedhros and unite the noldor and there was still some division between the host of nolofinweans and feanorians. I wonder if he considered himself a placeholder until Maedhros returned or was he a reluctant king? Did the host respect him as a king, did his own brothers respect him as a king? I am so intrigued because, aside from Maedhros, I think Maglor deserved some shoutout lmao (No, this isn't a maglor-obsession-spree that I have been on, nu uh). Also, I feel like he would have some cordial relationship with Fingolfin, they could bond as the second sons having to take leadership because the eldest died/was abducted idk.

Oh no, starlitelwing. I hope you know the Pandora's Box you've just opened. King Maglor is one of my all-time favourite things to think about.

First of all: there's actually no canonical information on Maglor's position after the capture of Maedhros (in fact, we don't even know what Maedhros' title/position was after Feanor's death; all we know is that Feanor "claimed now the kingship of all the Noldor" in Tirion. Contested leadership is SO GOOD isn't it? anyway...).

The published Silmarillion glosses right over the question of who's in charge during the time between Feanor's death and Fingolfin's official assumption of the Kingship of the Noldor (which, if you ask me, Fingolfin effectively had been King since the time of Feanor's exile, and he was in any case Regent at the time of Finwe's death... he said he'd follow Feanor but the people following him were calling him Finwe Nolofinwe soooo... aiee, I digress again). The book gallops at such a breakneck speed that you don't really notice the gap in leadership. Or, I didn't.

But then you look at the Grey Annals (where Tolkien Gateway gets most of its First Age dates) and you see that there are 2-3 Tree Years and 5 Sun Years between Maedhros' capture and his rescue. Now, however you imagine time works in Tree Years when there are no Trees, that's still a long time. Maedhros was gone at a minimum 6-7 years, more likely closer to the equivalent of 30 "regular" years. (That's way longer, by the way, than the time between Feanor's death and Maedhros' capture, which was like, a day to a month, at most. Maedhros, if he even was King, was King for way less time than whoever followed him. And he sucked at the job, btw. But I digress. Again.)

So someone had to be in charge for those 6 to 30 years, but whomst? That the leadership would pass after Feanor's death to the eldest son is logical, and that it would then pass to the next eldest is also logical. I see no reason to refute that, but note: it would not be uncanonical to have someone other than Maedhros or Maglor in charge at this time. You can make King Celegorm a thing and still be canon-compliant!

This passage in the published Silm is basically the extent of the activities of the sons of Feanor during Maedhros' absence:

Then the brothers of Maedhros drew back, and fortified a great camp in Hithlum; but Morgoth held Maedhros as hostage, and sent word that he would not release him unless the Noldor would forsake their war, returning into the West, or else departing far from Beleriand into the South of the world. But the sons of Feanor knew that Morgoth would betray them, and would not release Maedhros, whatsoever they might do; and they were constrained also by their oath, and might not for any cause forsake the war against their Enemy.

The sense here is that all six sons acted as a unit. But in the 1937 Quenta Silmarillion, the text on which this passage is drawn:

Morgoth held [Maedhros] as hostage and sent word to Maglor that he would only release his brother if …

To Maglor! Excellent evidence that Tolkien was also making the logical conclusion that Maglor, the eldest, was in charge. (My best theory for why Christopher Tolkien took that out is Too Many Names, but it's an odd decision.)

All that was to say: We don't know, canonically, that Maglor was in charge at Mithrim. But it makes a lot of sense, and it's my headcanon that he was.

Now. More interesting headcanons.

I don't think Maglor was called King until it was politically necessary.

I see him as someone who is comfortable in command (one meaning of Cano is "commander", after all) but who likes to command collaboratively. Double-edged sword: he values the input of others (admirable quality) and he does not like being fully responsible for the outcomes of a decision (less admirable).

Unlike much fanon I've come across, I don't think Maglor was a particularly reluctant or incompetent leader or that he hated it. He was miserable, yes, because his father just died and his brother was just captured, and he wasn't thrilled to become a leader on top of that, but he keeps it together.

So how do I imagine it all went down?

The problem with Maglor being in command is that his "collaborative" style of leadership is not appropriate for a time of crisis or for his family. While the Silm often talks about "the sons of a Feanor" as a unit, I do not think they were of the same mind on everything. At all. They need a firm hand, and Maglor does not have that.

But who does have a firm hand? Who would be a more martial ruler, someone who could get people in order during a crisis? Celegorm. And he knows it.

So why did the Feanorians "get nothing done" during those 6-30 years (sidenote: I don't actually think they got nothing done, but it does seem they didn't get anything BIG done)? Well, for one, they were fighting amongst themselves.

Maglor could not get his brothers to agree on anything, and yet he did not know any other way of commanding, and over time he becomes more and more miserable as a leader.

Celegorm, meanwhile, is chomping at the bit to "relieve him" of the burden.

Around them, everyone else is picking sides.

Curufin is an interesting case. I headcanon he actually was fully behind Maglor at the beginning, because he respects the orderliness of succession. But as Maglor proves himself unsuitable for the role, he aligns with Celegorm.

Outside the family, I headcanon that the Mithrim Elves were actually quite taken with Maglor, the poet-king. Their alliance hinges on him. But the Noldor, especially the army, would rather follow Celegorm.

As everyone knows, a rival for leadership with the army's support is Bad News. And yet Maglor manages to hold on. He should definitely get credit for that.

But why hold on? If he is hating this ruler job, why not just let Celegorm have it? Couple reasons:

It's Celegorm. He may be able to perform well, but Maglor knows he's the most like Feanor in temperament and, well, Feanor's kingship didn't end well.

If Maglor gives up that crown, he will have admitted to himself that Maedhros is not coming back. This is the same reason he doesn't give it over to Fingolfin when Uncle Nolvo shows up. He is hanging onto that thing for dear life because, to him, it belongs to Maedhros and only Maedhros. He is the crown's custodian, never its rightful owner (this bleeds into my headcanon that Maglor does not "in his heart" agree with Maedhros' decision to cede the kingship — he'll never be as vocal about it as the others, though).

Now we come to another piece. What did Maglor call himself? Like I said up top, I don't think he initially called himself King. He was "head of his House", or maybe, "Lord of Hithlum," or maybe King Regent, but never King. If one of the Mithrim got mixed up and called him that, he would always correct them.

That changes when Fingolfin shows up. Now there's another claimant to the title of King. Possibly a more legitimate one than even Maedhros (as Maedhros later says himself).

By that time, Maglor has been keeping that crown out of Celegorm's hands for years; he is not giving it up now. And Fingolfin is less likely to challenge his leadership if he offers no room for ambiguity. If he dons the mantle of kingship and pretends Maedhros is dead.

So that is what he does... Does Fingolfin accept it? Well: "Then there was peril of strife between the hosts."

For three years, on opposite sides of the Lake, they're at an impasse. Fingon doesn't go looking for Maedhros because he thinks Maedhros is dead (and other reasons: the mission is insane and desperate not the least, and contrary to popular opinion Fingon is not a rash idiot).

How does Fingon eventually learn the truth? You'll have to wait and read what @melestasflight and I are cooking up for Silm Epistolary Week ;)

ETA: Despite this, I do think you're right that Maglor and Fingolfin could have bonded over their similar experiences! There's the personal and there's the political, and I love the idea of the tension between these straining what could be an emotionally supportive familial friendship between Maglor and Fingolfin.

[mysteryanimator]

What music would you believe would represent Mizrak? I was thinking his theme song would be, ✨"Unholy" by Sam Smith.✨

Because he is doing something unholy with that pretty face dragon vampire.👀👀😉

You've opened Pandora's box here. To tell you I have MULTIPLE playlists for both Mizrak and Olrox (and multiple playlists for their dynamic) is an understatement. Right now they're a mess/all over the place, but Unholy by Sam Smith is definitely on a couple of them. It's super hard for me to pick like ONE SONG, so I'm giving you multiple HAHAHAHA.

Here are a few songs I personally think fit Mizrak, categorised by general Mizrak and spicy-core Mizrak. Also, you're getting explanations for each song because I think too hard about my music choices. BTW, all thoughts are my own, I'm just being really silly since season 2 news is coming soon and I'm excited.

pspspspsps when nocturne s2 comes out make sure to watch it and give the crew the recognition they deserve coz they worked their asses off.

General:

Hell's Comin with Me - Poor Man's Posion This describes about bringing justice to those who have wronged him (and in this case others). Also, there's a line about "paying twice as much for the devil to keep your soul", which I feel like is a reference to indulgences but flipped on its head. Indulgences were an actual thing people paid for so they could secure a place in Heaven. So flipping it on its head to double it so they can be ensured they stay in hell is a very cool way of looking at it. Also, Providence, Feed the Machine and Give and Take get honorary mentions because they also fit well but this will get hella long if I also give them explanations LOL.

Foreigner's God - Hozier A song about uncertainty and isolation from the catholic church. To feel alienated by its ideas and values since Mizrak has been doubting about what Abbott is doing before the events of Nocturne take place.

Icarus & Apollo - Ripto Now this also can be a Mizrak/Olrox dynamic song, but also this can be seen as Mizrak's own self-discovery which is his conflict of the Abbott's path on 'protecting' the church and its people, versus how Mizrak personally thinks/wants to protect people. Collaborating with vampires and using night creatures, DEAD PEOPLE is not a path I think he wants but he's stuck unsure of where God is calling him to, and it's a path he has to figure out himself.

Wine and Wheat - Madds Buckley NOW, this is another Mizrak/Olrox dynamic song, but this leans more into Mizrak's POV along with the fact he's again, conflicted about his place amongst his fellow monks/Abbott since he has to conspire with vampires to keep their place against the revolution. COUPLED WITH THE FACT, he's sleeping with a vampire, it's a very confusing time for him, and all he can say in the face of it "Pray with me, pray with me for this madness to end" while he does the best he can to keep the people he cares about alive.

Father Finlee - Spencer Hood, Justin Ray Stringer I will admit a lot of this is for vibes, BUT, also this song is about a man who defies an almost impossible situation and escapes out alive, with Mizrak's perseverance, the burning passion to live, and the potential to die while trying to save others, is a very him thing.

Spicy-core:

side note from me, I feel like we moved far too quickly from this one shot LIKE WHAT THE FUCK /pos

His Hands - Blegh This is actually one of my favourites I'll be so honest HAHAHHA. (Also just the whole album of It Was a Religion by Blegh mostly fits if you think about it). This one steers more into Olrox/Mizrak dynamics because the song starts off very similar to how Mizrak and Olrox get to know each other. They 'do it again somewhere more comfortable' HAHASDJDS. But after that is all exalted from their bodies, there is something between them that they can't place and the tension is THICK. Also the gradual build of the lyrics "And you know you love him, And you might be in love with him, And you know you love him, And you're falling in love with him" IS CRAZY.

A Night to Remember - Beabadoobee, Laufey This one is super self-indulgent, this reminds me of them a lot HAHHA

Take Me Back to Eden - Sleep Token DOOMED YAOI. Not only do we have religious metaphors to describe a relationship here, is a doomed relationship.

The Summoning - Sleep Token "Did I mistake you for a sign from God?" HELLO? Like I know this is a song very much associated with Astarion, but ik this song works for Mizrak POV and Mizrak/Olrox dynamics. In my mind, I think Mizrak IS looking for a sign from God, anything that comes by his way to confirm his doubts, and Olrox just so happens to be a soft nudge that he should be doubting the system he grew up in.

Salvation - Christabelle Marbun I don't need to elaborate further if you look at the lyrics, let alone the title itself HAHHA. Also, this song is super self-indulgent, like there's no way I can't include this in a spice-core Mizrak thing.

Whisper - Burn the Ballroom Simply the lyrics "Come in, sit down, sweet angel, leave me all your tears." Biting the walls over it.

Whoops that was long but uh I have a lot more and its super hard to condense down to a few LOLOLOL, ty for the ask!

[herejusttosufferalong]

Hello, SEX anon again.

Fuck me, do we need another distraction? Like a really loud, sexually laced one? I feel like it's a good time, no? YUP. Bend over, let's do this. I'm gonna take this to some strange places, ok? It's what the situation demands, I'm afraid... some of us have turned to cannibalism, and the only meat I want to be chomping on is... so, yeah... like, if you need to get some holy water, rosary beads... uhm I'd suggest doing that now. Skedaddle. QUICK.

Firstly, I must explain my absence. Something needed to be done. I did it, I goddamn did it. I sat my partner down and I told him how the Queen got me thinking... pondering. Questioning. Too much fingerling potatoes and lips and ta-tas altering my mind chemistry. You feel me? You picking up what I'm putting down? No? Ok, cool, me too. Well. I didn't know how that would go down. Well. Let's just say some men really like that shit. Well. What day are we even at? Well. Who am I, even? Thank you, my Queen, you've opened me up like Pandora's box, my partner is forever grateful. And wherever you go, I will follow, and whatever you say, I will do, and whatever you are, I will be, and whatever... just. God you're pretty. And if you say Mr. Men is A-OKAY, I will believe you, with my very soul, because you see all and heal all and. God you're attractive. And if you say he's a good boy, and if you say he's good to women, and if you say... whatever you fkn say I will worship those words that come from thine mouth. Without question. Without pause. MY FKN QUEEN. And I can't stop looking at his thighs in jeans, for god sake, let that man be healed, because I will drop to my knees my Queen. THIC. BULGING. Delicate hands tracing up his... Glory be. Lie down? Bitch, tell me where. Too strong? Nah, just enough.

So yeah, that was that. I heard L&N watched fingerling potatoes episode with the whole cast. HAH. You see the photo? L&N in the middle, no one beside them, looking like teenagers caught kissing in dad's old station wagon. Fkn lol. Who comes up with this shit? Who thought, yeah so let's get your colleagues together and as a group watch you guys finger bang, kissing moans, loud fkn moans, needed to play Pit Bull so loud to drown out the sex moans? And there's everyone watching, mouths agape, thinking shit are we watching... are we intruding on? Oh, you didn't hear cut? Oh, you got a hickey? Oh, well... That happens... uhm... sometimes. No never to me personally, or anyone I know, or ever heard of in my life.. But, uhm. Cough. You guys are great, wow. FUCK. No wonder everyone was squirming when asked about it on the red carpet. Can you imagine? Mhmm, YUP. Zones out for a sec. I mean, gee wiz, next you'll be hearing they got Queen's wee Catholic mum to watch her daughter get cherry popped by Mr. Men amongst a rabid group of horny little devil stans. AHAHAHAHA... oh wait... Shonda, what's wrong with you?

Yo, was that good enough? You good? Let go of the tension? Frustration? Slutty smirk. I fkn love this universe.

💜🥃

Welcome back 😘

[q-starhalo]

ALRIGHT ALL YOU BBH ENJOYERS! YOU LITTLE GHOSTIES! Here are some lines from when Bad was expressing his anger with Pomme (who was also upset) that I think are very neat because my gosh were those lines so good.

(I tried to get them exact so apologies if some are long or not actually accurate)

"It also highlights the fact that that son of a gun thought that he could take my son? My son Pomme. From me?"

"Does he think he's going to intimidate me by taking my son? This- If anything, this motivates me even more!"

"The ONLY thing I could say is that he is grateful not a hair on Dappers head looks like it was harmed. Because if his hat had been so much as askew, I would have ended his existence right there."

"Quackity was given Pandoras Box, and he made the mistake of opening it."

"There will be blood, Quackity."

"I'm going to find whoever signed off on this, I'm going to find whoever's remotely responsible. Everybody, every single person who was connected with my sons kidnapping, and I will make them all suffer. Every single one, Pomme. Every single person who is remotely connected. I don't care who it is."

"He better hope I don't win the election. Cause if I win, ohhh. Oh my gosh. If I win. Quackity has no idea what he is just put his foot into."

"He stooped to the level of this. Of laying his grimy little mitts on what should not be touched. You do not touch my son. Nobody touches my children. Nobody."

"I'm going to pay him back for it 100 times over. That's always been my philosophy, Pomme. When someone messes with you, you return the favor 100 times over. And you send the message not to mess with you again."

"I'm pretty easy going Pomme. I'm pretty easy going. I don't hold a grudge. I live and let live. I let people do what they want. But the moment you try and touch what's important to me, you've gone too far."

"He hasn't just angered one of us, he's angered all of us."

"Laying his hands on you adorable little eggs is one step too far."

"And now he just stepped on it. He stepped on a landmine and he doesn't even realize it's about to explode under his feet."

"We need to make a list of every. single. person. Every single person we need to do payback against."

"No mercy, no quarter, no pauses, no timeouts, nothing."

"It's just me, and revenge"

"Every single person who was involved. Every single person. I don't care if it's Cucurucho. I don't care if it's ElQuackity, Quackity. I don't care if the code monster is involved. I genuinely don't. I do not care. Because anybody who is willing to do this, who is willing to threaten my boy. The apple of my eye. [...] Anyone willing to do that, willing to take one of my children from me. And use it as, as what? A threat? Leverage? Anyone willing to do that, I don't care who it is. I don't care how long it takes. I don't care if I- I don't care if it takes 100 years, I will hunt you down. And I will end you. I'll make you regret 1,000 times over what you've done. I will make you regret every single thing you did.

"And when you're on your knees, begging for mercy. When you cry out with that last breath and you say please let the tournament end, I will whisper in your ear "no""

""Why is Bad playing the victim?" I'm sorry. I'm sorry that my child was kidnapped and that inconveniences you and makes me quote on quote play the victim."

"He doesn't realize the storm, it's like a storm in a bottle, and he just like threw the bottle on the ground. And now the storm is out."

"But had Dapper been killed, there wouldn't have been forgiveness in that situation. I mean, I would've forgiven Slime eventually after I'd, you know, killed him a bunch. Maybe, had imprisoned him."

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