#it’s called ‘fatty’ and I have no idea what it’s about

[kylejsugarman]

the only good news we have left is that will connolly and michael mitnick are making a musical together

[shotofesspresso]

so american

summary: In which a singer known for her sad songs surprises everyone with a romantic song, and fans can’t help but try to figure out who it’s about

Lando Norris x Singer!reader

fc: Olivia Rodrigo

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yourusername I am so excited to announce my second album GUTS. GUTS is a collection of my saddest thoughts written into even sadder songs! I can’t wait for you guys to listen.

xoxo, your resident sad girl 💜

user1 I am so excited

user2 this better win a grammy

user3 why is so much of the F1 grid in her likes

user4 well they have good taste

user5 I love how all her songs are so sad

user6 It’s her brand atp

user7 it would be more surprising if she wrote a happy love song

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yourusername GUTS out NOW!!! Thank you guys for all the support. The bad idea right mv out tonight!! PS: get your tissues before you listen

Xoxo 💜

user1 yeah I cried listening to pretty isn’t pretty and what about it

user2 I LOVE YOU

chappelroan 💜 liked by author

user3 I know Alex introduced Y/N’s music to the grid

lilymhe on repeat liked by author

user4 I love their friendship

user5 tour when?

user6 not a single happy song on this album and I am living for it

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yourusername Gracias Mexico! BEST FOOD EVER!

user1 ok you ate (literally) liked by author

user2 doing everything but going on tour

alex_albon fatty

yourusername I’m telling @/lilymhe that you’re bullying me in my own comment section

lilymhe get out of her comment section @/alex_albon

lilymhe so beautiful liked by author

user3 Alex’s comment is taking me out

user4 GO ON TOUR PLEASE!!!

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lando Mexico City. Best food ever

user1 You’re so fine

user2 what is that last picture

alex_albon big back

user3 do you get deja vu

user4 what?

user3 Y/N posted a Mexico post and her caption and photos were very similar

user5 girl…..

user6 nurse she’s out again

user7 wow so crazy 2 people went to Mexico and ate food there 😑

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yourusername thank you for all the love on GUTS! I am so excited to announce the GUTS world tour

xoxo, your resident sad girl!

user1 FINALLY

user2 YAYAYAYA

user3 what is lando doing in the likes

user4 you guys have to stop making a big deal about stuff like this

chappellroan see you soon!

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yourusername I LOVE LONDON

user1 gorgeous

user2 did you find a London boy?

lilymhe do you love London or a London boy? liked by author

yourusername woah this was unnecessary

user3 WAIT WHATTT

user4 is our resident sad girl not a sad girl anymore????

user5 is this part of a soft launch?

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yourusername guts (spilled) out on friday!!!

user1 IM SO EXCITED

user2 more sad songs to cry to

lando 💜

user3 HELLO!!!!

user4 guys this has to mean something

user5 lando in the comments has to be a confirmation

user6 i’m lowkey here for lando and y/n

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yourusername and he says I’m so american

user1 HELLO SO AMERICAN???!!!

user2 our girl is in love

user3 “everybody’s falling in love and I’m falling behind”

user4 Lando in the likes again

user5 what if so american is about him?

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yourusername and he laughs at all my jokes

user1 girl whose arm is that!!!

user2 no one can convince me that she’s dating lando

user3 oh she’s in love LOVE

lilymhe ily

yourusername ily more

lando 💜 liked by author

user4 sir what are you doing here

user5 HELLO!!???

user6 this is confirmation

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lando red light, stop signs

user1 bro just snuck a soft launch in there

user2 the driver’s license lyric!!!

user3 that’s @yourusername for sure

yourusername 💜 liked by author

user4 the hearts on each others post is driving me insane

F1gossip Lando Norris and singer Y/N L/N spotted together. Will there be a new wag in the paddock?

user1 OH MY GOD

user2 this means we are getting more songs like so american

user3 called it

user4 yall need to just focus on the race and not the driver’s life

user5 please shut up

user6 how do they even know each other

user7 y/n and lily have been friends for years so that’s probably how they met

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lando I do laugh at her jokes

yourusername I am so funny guys

lando yes you are babe

user1 your honor I love them

user2 AHHHHH

alex_albon everyone act shocked

carlossainz55 😱😒

maxverstappen1 😱😒

georgerussell63 😱😒

oscarpiastri 😱😒

maxfewtrell 😱😒

lando ok leave me alone

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yourusername am i still the resident sad girl?

lando my american girl

yourusername so american!!!

alex_albon get this off my instagram

yourusername get out of my comment section

carlossainz55 I remember when he used to take pictures of me like that

yourusername booooo

lilymhe i love you guys liked by author

user1 him taking a picture of her OMG

user2 the 3rd picture is the picture that she took of him 😭

lando 💜

yourusername 💜

A/N: literally why did it take me more than a month to post. Guys if there is errors in this let’s just ignore them. I feel like this is lowkey boring but whatever. Short n Sweet update coming soon!!!! LOVE YA!

[gurggggleburgle]

I feel like one of the quirks that Luo Binghe is denied in discussion is that while we know he cooks we don't actually have a sense of his preferences in terms of his favorite foods.

Like, yes, we know he makes congee but also consider is that it's good when you're sick kind of food. And quite specifically it's for other people. In fact all the food Luo Binghe makes except for 1 meal he made in the extra are not really meant for him. They're for Shizun.

So we don't really know or have sense of what like Luo Binghe likes which to me is, if I choose to over analyze a benign aspect of the writing, thematically relevant because Shen Qingqiu is incredibly self centered as a narrator. Whenever food is involved he specifically chooses to talk about it either as delicious and for him or ties into PIDW but not once does he bring up things Luo Binghe personally likes.

In general, it's a quirk worth exploring with head cannons on your own time but my main point is what is Luo Binghe's favorite food?

I struggle to think of a precise dish that Luo Binghe would truly love and call his favorite but I always get the impression he likes shrimp fried rice and anything salty. I don't know how to explain it but my head cannons are based a lot on the idea of general upbringing, personality, and ect, but also how I feel the abyss might fuck with ones ability to just EAT.

I personally think that being in the abyss would just in general make eating a lot of food unpleasant. Like forget eating monster parts or whatever a lot of what Luo Binghe was probably able to cook was mostly unseasoned meat that would occasionally be poisonous or whatever. It's probably often meaty and fatty and just this unpleasant overwhelming sensation in your mouth and because you're starving its too rich for your stomach. So you're constantly feeling awful after eating it. I can't imagine there were a lot of plants or grains available so it just be constantly eating MEAT.

And you get out of the abyss and you try to enjoy some tianshu styled pork and it's just so fatty and greasy (love that shit but i can imagine for Luo Binghe its a sensory nightmare). People keep putting these delicious meat dishes in front of you, and so many of them are just gross. Vegetables seem good and safe but certain ones just have a texture. They get slimy. They can be hard. It's this weird case were nothing feels good in your mouth. Sweets are nice and taste and feel. I can see Luo Binghe really loving lotus seed based deserts and cakes, but I don't know if it's his favorite. I get the impression is Shen Yuan taught Luo Binghe how to make western bread he'd love it. I think in general bread and anything grainy is just good to him. That he likes the saltiness and the crisp but soft aspect.

But shrimp is nice and fresh. Fried rice is this simple can't fuck it up dish where the textures are just so nice and pleasant. It's filling. It's savory. It just sits well on your tongue. In general rice is amazing and fried rice is just so nice and you cannot go wrong with it. It doesn't require this absurdly huge amount of effort and it's quick and easy. You can just enjoy it. Which to me is key. I feel like Luo Binghe can and enjoys making complicated dishes for Shizun but for himself something simple and nice he can just sit with makes him happiest.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hi there! I had an idea for either series!ENA or BBQ!ENA interacting with a reader who's like a therapist or something. Like Ena says something kinda messed up and reader's like "no, that's not normal. Are you ok?" Both these girls need so much therapy, or at least a friend. I think reader becoming protective of Ena would be cute. Reader getting mad at the other entities for being mean to Ena without any real reason (that they know of). If you can't/don't want to do this for any reason, that's OK! Take your time and put yourself first!

I can do both!

..........

Series!ENA

Even though Ena (in Power of Potluck) talked to the Therapist, got rid of Mask, and tried to find joy in the little moments--he believes that someone should still keep an eye on her.

That's where you come in, befriending her just to see how she's been handling life in general ever since her session.

Mask hasn't returned, but right off the bat she looks troubled as you explain who sent you and why, although you reassure her it's normal for your boss to request that you checked up on his past patients.

During your talks, her happier side has no complaints really, always grateful to have a new friend. But she does admit to being bothered by her sad side--mainly the effects it had on people she knew.

She's constantly apologizing for her emotions getting "out of hand", even in front of you, and tries burying that sadness--but she gets a wakeup call after you explain how that can do more harm than good.

Eventually, you build enough trust with Ena that she'll willingly turn into her sadder form, and remain in that state long enough for you to make meaningful progress with her.

You notice her tendencies to jump to nonsensical negative conclusions/inaccurate perceptions of herself.....and of course, she has a lot of crying fits/glitches that you gotta help her cope with.

"I-I don't know, I just feel..stupid and worthless sometimes..a-and everyone around me agwees.."

"You believe everybody thinks of you that way? Can you give me an example?"

"W-Well..this one guy asked me for diwections yesterday, a-and...and I couldn't help him!"

"So...he called you those things as an insult?"

"No, h-he thanked me for twying and w-was polite. But I know that's what he weally wanted to say!! Because I'm too stupid and worthless to give anyone diwections!!"

"How do you know for sure he was thinking that?"

"......I....I-I don't know, actually.."

You've gotten better at redirecting her negative thinking, and making her realize that a lot of her assumptions are kinda silly...

Least to say, she feel better coming to you for advice.

Some days she wants to ramble about her day with Moony or what she saw in the sky. Other times, she just needs a hug and a shoulder to cry on. And you're more than willing to offer those at any time.

Outside of your work, you've tagged along in her many adventures, seeing for yourself how rude other entities act towards her---and knowing so many languages helps you easily back sass those who insult her.

They always assume you can't understand them...until you leave them (and Ena) shocked when you suddenly speak their same language.

Dream BBQ!ENA

"So the Genie of the Lonely Door basically told me I'm unforgivable and should be punished for being born.......but that's not even the worst part of that day-"

"P a u s e."

That pretty much sums up your sessions/hangouts with this Ena.

As soon as she was done dealing with the Boss, she finally took time off of work to get some much-needed counseling.

Fortunately, you were a friend she met during one of her assignments who happened to be pursuing psychology, travelling far and wide to study the minds of everyone you've met.

You suggested that she gave therapy with you a try and, holy hell...you were in for a surprise.

She was willing to pay you in chocolates, fatty catties, etc. for your services....which was perfect compensation considering you may need therapy for yourself.

Salesperson yaps about the most recent absurd/rude thing an entity did or said to her...while pretending like it's just another day in the workweek, looking confused when you point out how that's not normal at all.

Meanie, on the other hand, is a different beast. And is honestly the half you're more worried about.

Since she represents the typical fatigued worker who's trapped in their job and feels like they can't afford to have any fun or luxuries without suffering for it.....she vents a lot, and her opening up about it is like her chipping through a brick wall.

Her anxiety over even mentioning the things that bother her is enough to make vines creep onto her body.

And one time, her broken green form showed up at your doorstep, which was terrifying at first glance....but then you recognized that she desperately needed your help--and you let her in, consoling her until she was able to restabilize and explain what led to that state.

Luckily that's the only time you've ever seen that form, and the vines on her body have grown smaller and weaker to the point where they were barely visible.

It quickly becomes apparent to you that Ena is struggling with some form of PTSD, as though she was a soldier trying to find her place in regular society again--returning from a war that you had no idea even occurred.

You've been trying to uncover the mystery of what she's done in the past...and if that was connected to why so many people seemed to hate her.

Regardless of the reason, though, you hoped to remain her friend and that she'd keep visiting you as often as she needed.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Caleb x Black Fem Reader

Hear me out on Caleb with a taller woman.

He still calls her pipsqueak because she’s still shorter than him, but she’s taller than an average woman.

Idk Caleb looks like he’d be into tall girls.

He’d love your long brown legs and your thighs were killer when you had them exposed. He’d be the type to beg to fuck your delicious thighs of yours.

Caleb would constantly buy you thigh high socks, buying them a size smaller just to see them tighten around the middle and the excess fatty part to spill out .

Caleb is absolutely in LOVE with the idea of you wearing heels too, you end up being his height and he’s the best at making you feel like you were MEANT to be even taller.

“Keep the heels on.”

“But baby I—-“

He loves nothing more then to see your legs dangle from his shoulders when he is fucking himself into you, the anklet with his name dangling in his ear.

Caleb, after years of being with his tall girlfriend still has a crush on you. Catching himself staring at you as you walk around in his shirt, but so help him if he sees you bending over. His shirts never really were DRAPPED over you like most women. You’ve complained about this before, kinda of envious of girls that can wear their boyfriend’s clothes like a gown, but fuck that Caleb let’s you know wearing his shirts is more than welcomed, the shirts always just BARELY covered your ass so once you practically flashed him while reaching for your dropped pen—uh oh no and he’s hard again.

Caleb who loves his tall girlfriend, but still knows how to make you feel small.

He can lift you, throw you around, and he’s already so naturally big you sometimes always have the pleasure of feeling smaller than what you really are.

“Y’really think you’re that much bigger than me?” He strained to speak while thrusting upwards with your back against the wall, your mind was fuzzy all you could focus on was your claws on his shoulders, you clench down on him as his chuckles send a chill down your spine while he’s in your ear trying to suppress a moan, “You’re so cute…”

You’re still his Pipsqueak at the end of the day regardless of your height.

[backwzzds]

ೃ⁀➷ first time, roronoa zoro

zoro being a sexy loser virgin that has no idea just how big he is.

this is unfinished & honestly y’all gone have to deal with it 😩

this was so embarrassing. he hated how he didn’t know what to do. you didn’t mean to make him feel this way; but you just couldn’t take it anymore. you wanted him so bad, it was almost hard to keep your composure in front your friends.

he wanted you twice as badly, and that was evident in the way he could barely present his front side to you any time you gazed at him. it was hard to hide the growing tent in his trousers every time he was with you. whether it was to drop you off to work in his truck or simply fix something for you because you kindly asked.

“s-shit,” he’d pant so large and heavy. his own heartbeat couldn’t keep up with his strokes. “like this? this feel good?”

he doesn’t even know how much he’s hitting into you. there’s only a limit to what you feel, but you feel everything. the way his tip kisses the spongy spot of your cervix, the way his fat dick causes such a small bulge in the fatty chub of your tummy—zoro doesn’t know what he’s doing, but you swear he’s been doing this shit for years.

“just like that,” you’d instruct, feeling yourself about to cum soon. “ngh, y’fucking me so good, papa,” the whine in your voice was strained as you felt a knot already tie in your stomach.

zoro doesn’t lie when he says that your words got to his head. it was like the sudden ego flow in his brain suddenly rushed to the blood of his dick inside you as he worked against you harder. he never thought being called something so…juvenile as daddy would send his hormones through the roof. he had to destroy you now, it was no way the testosterone flowing through his veins were gonna let you leave his grip unscathed.

“just like that, huh,” he hummed to himself. “you like when i touch you like this?” zoro swore he didn’t know what he was doing. but for some reason, his hands explored between your legs as if it had been its home for years each time he touched you.

“oh yes,” you dragged out, feeling a small tingle deep below. “more more, please!” the point of your acrylic nails do its job to scratch white streaks against your man’s breast muscle. now you’re trying your hardest to breathe deeply. “i’m gonna—“

zoro grunts out, feeling the hot beads of sweat trickle down the tan of his ethnic skin. “faster or harder, mama? tell me what you want ‘n i’ll do it for you.”

“harder, please!” you cried, feeling yourself almost get to your peak. “oh fuck, please, zoro.”

zoro can’t help but chuckle at your begging. “you always ask for more when you have tears soaking up your pretty face. not pretty degrading?”

you huff out, feeling your orgasism approach faster at his banter. you try your hardest to focus on the knot forming in your belly. “well you obviously make me like this.”

“tch. ‘m not even fucking you that hard, mama. think you’re jus’ sensitive ‘s all.” zoro kisses his teeth with an unbelievable roll of his eyes.

you have another comeback lined up in your mouth, but your mouth falls agape as your eyes roll to the back of your head in pleasure, finally forming a ring of cream all around his brown shaft. “not when you’re fucking me this good.”

[parker-artio]

The idea of Steph being a med student cracks me up. Because this girl stays up all night beating people up, gets maybe two hours of sleep before she’s getting up for her 7am class on human anatomy.

She starts working in Gotham’s City’s ER as a volunteer student so she doesn’t have to take an extra class and can just take the test at the end of the year for the credit. One day she shows up and sees her patient is a thug she bullied last night while kicking his ass.

She might never show her face in his room again.

When she barely passes a test with a C- she wants to cry when Alfred asks how her test went, but Alfred reassures her, saying it’s good, and that she still passed. But Bruce always catches a stray or two when her major gets brought up. No way he wouldn’t.

Alfred: Congratulations Miss Stephanie, it might only be a C but it is still passing!

Steph: Thanks alfred but I feel like I could be doing better

Alfred: At least you’re sure you want to be a doctor. You haven’t dropped out and you’re passing your classes. That’s what matters.

Bruce at Wayne Enterprises in the middle of a board meeting, feeling a chill go down his spine: something just happened…

Plus there’s the added joke of her being called dumb, lazy, ect from Damian (he insults her so much I can’t remember them all rn)

Damian: What’s that Brown? Can’t shake your head in fear your brain will rattle around in there?

Steph thinking about her biology test tomorrow she got maybe 10 minutes of studying in for since it was announced last month: Shut the fuck up.

Thugs would hate to see her. Like genuinely HATE seeing her during finals season. They don’t know anything about these bats, but they all agree if it’s final season and you see a blonde haired bat in purple- you’re fucked. Run as fast as you can unless you want a concussion and her to ask where all your pain is.

None of the super villains in Gotham ever remember mentioning they have any kind of health issues, yet somehow she always knows. The purple bat who goes by too many names, just KNOWS.

Riddler about to pull the lever for something dramatic: Well you failed to answer my riddle so-

Steph cutting him off: Your skeleton

Riddler: wrong it’s-

Steph cutting him off yet again with a heavy sigh: Listen Nigma, you have to calm down for once. Your blood pressure hates you, slow down on the salty and fatty foods. Do you smoke? Because if you do, slow down on that too. Or just quit. And the actual answer is bare-bones. But synonyms of the answer should work too.

Riddler who’s doctor told him he was at risk for high blood pressure but ignored it: I- no… I don’t smoke.

Steph: …

Riddler: I quit years ago!

Plus she’d totally access Alfred’s medical records to learn little things about the others to annoy them with. She’d be elbow deep and learn that Dick’s left ankle was injured at 12 and is prone to injuries because it never proper medical attention because he avoided Alfred when he first got hurt.

She’d bring it up in conversation too.

Steph, after Dick pisses her off and she’s walking away: What your step, Boy Wonder, it’d be a shame if your left ankle got broke because of its fragility…

Dick unsure where she learned that: …what

The whole concept of her as a med student makes me laugh and I wish more people looked at it and thought about the humor and jokes that can go with her being one.

It’s peak comedy to me, I need more fics of her just being a broke college student who’s tired of thugs attacking her when she’s trying to study for her test on patrol. She’s sitting on top of W.E. Reading her anatomy book for her first class at 7:30 while her four other books are underneath. Why she has a test in all of her classes on the same day, she doesn’t know. Will she pass them? Who the fuck knows. But if that bat signal goes off again tonight she might break into the police precinct and give them a piece of her mind.

[kiame-sama]

Lmao, I just had a thought: what we find out that Kalim is a genie and we "steal/claim" him jokingly for the supposed three wishes and Jamil gets especially mad not bc we stole Kalim, but because Kalim got "claimed" by us... idk I'm losing my shit over this thought. Especially if Jamil (who is a Naga if I'm remembering correctly) just wraps around us and refuses to let us out of his coils for hours bc he's jelly.

(I saw your post of which creatures ate humans and I thought that nagas would be on there, but I also had a possible headcannon? What if nagas just ate anything they deemed as prey? A rabbit wanders nearby: eaten. A deer: eaten. A human: why not? *nom*)

Also! Ortho is DEFINITELY a PLATONIC yandere, right? Bc even when people age him up, it just feels iffy to have him as a romantic interest bc I just can't see him as mentally anything above ten-ish. Not tryna be condescending or anything, I'm just double checking.

Last question (I think). How much processed or junk or street food exist? Like would the characters lose there shit over fried chicken and other fried foods? Tbh, I can see Ruggie swearing his loyalty right then and there after trying some Ramen or smth

Jamil would be beside himself with stress. Kalim is the WORST genie of his family and always makes terrible decisions when it comes to wishes. Almost all wishes granted by Kalim instantly turn bad even if the wish was simple. Jamil would be stressed about the idea of this clueless Human actually making a wish and he will put you in Coil-Jail for trying it. (Coil jail is being wrapped from lower ribs to ankles in Jamil's coils. Kalim is frequently in Coil-jail)

Nagas took part in Human consumption, but it was to a lesser and more infrequent degree than the main six species that were Human-eaters.

Ortho (and Grim for that matter) will only ever be platonic no matter what. He is baby boy and I refuse to see him as anything otherwise. He is baby and does not need to be exposed to naughty things. Everyone in NRC respects that Ortho is young and adult conversations stop when he is within 50 meters of someone (since that is his hearing range).

Junk/extremely processed food isn't a thing because Humans died long before they could become prominent enough to make such foods. But to hand batter and fry a chicken leg, letting the wafting aroma call in the ever hungry and faithful Gnoll, Ruggie would be swearing his undying loyalty and permanently pledging an oath to serve and protect so long as he gets more of that fatty-fried goodness. He will be learning how to cook that and he will be sharing all his gained cooking knowledge with Grammy Bucchi.

[elliezlils11utt]

Bad idea - girl in red. (E.W)

content: You cant get your on & off ex, Ellie Williams, out of your head. So you decide to call her over.

song link: https://open.spotify.com/track/57j65yC2HggQfmYNc6rdOK?si=2416f86b42e84be8

warnings: nsfw, hate sex, angst, smut, mean!ellie, degration, reader is a hot shit mess. (me!) if i missed anything lemme know!

a/n: Im still sick asf and my phone is broken so ive kinda just been writing the past few days. this is not my best work, like at all. (its so bad) but the storyline is kinda interesting. (based on "bad idea"- girl in red)

proofread?: none of my work is ever proofread lmao.

You and Ellie had been broken up for a couple months now. But of course you had not been able to get her slick ass smile out of your head. She plagued your thoughts, being the only thing you could think of. She was the worst partner you could ever have. But, god was she ethereal. 

So when you sat at the edge of your bed with her image glued to the inside of your eyelids you picked up your phone. Was this a bad idea? Probably. Did you care? Nope. You sat there staring at the past messages. The fights, then the make up texts. Then more fucking fights. 

You squeezed your eyes shut. Contemplating the mistake you were about to make. Its like she was a fucking drug you were addicted too. You couldn't get enough of her, even If you tried. Which you really did this time. Really hard. This had been the longest you and Ellie had stayed apart. Ever. You always somehow ended up back with her. Ignoring the pleas of your family and friends to dump her ass for good this time. It was a bad idea, to think you could stop. Because now here you were, your phone up to your ear with Ellie on the other line. 

“Hey, ellie?” You stumble over your words. 

“Hey.” Fuck. fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Her voice.  

“Uh- um. What are you doing right now?” 

“Nothing.”

“Wanna come over? Like, for a smoke.” bad idea, bad idea, bad idea. 

What you can only assume is an amused chuckle muffles the phone line. “Sure.” 

“Kay, cool! Uh, see you soon?”

“Mhm.” 

The line ends abruptly. Oh fuck. Ellies coming over. Again. Fuck why did you do that? Your totally fucked now. You spend the following minutes pacing around your house. One little horny butt dial can turn into a series of bad decisions. You knew this. Yet Ellie is sitting across from u on your coach. Blunt in mouth, eyes on u. 

“You know, ive missed us.” she admits while passing the weed to you. You take a drag of the blunt, ignoring her blatant attempt to ‘win you back’ (it was working)

“Why did you call me over..?” 

“You want the truth?”

She just stares back at you with those droopy red eyes of hers. Those gorgeous fucking eyes that got you into this mess in the first place. 

“Im horny. and i missed you.” Smoking always makes the whole truth come out of you. Even if you didn't want it to. 

“Yeah?” There it is. That cocky lopsided smirk. 

“Yeah.” Blowing the smoke out of your mouth you lean closer to her. And she does the same. The tension makes the air thick and foggy. A competition to see who will break first. (that she always wins) and surly this time was no different. You close the gap between you two. Pressing your lips onto hers. She cups your face with her hands, desperately pulling you farther into her. She put her hands under your shirt. Undid your bra and said these words. “Darlin you're so pretty it hurts” breaking the kiss she pulls your shirt over your head. And threw your clothes down on the floor. Your brain goes numb. Allowing Ellie to take complete control. All you can think about is her lips on yours. Too busy thinking about the wet kisses trailing down your neck to worry about the consequence to this pleasure. 

She said “darling are you ready for more?” Her hands found your tits rubbing the fatty flesh in her hands while she kissed your collarbones. Her lips pecked kisses down your body. Her tattooed hand slipped down and into your painties, feeling your heat. her finger explored your slippery folds. You throw your head back while whimpers leave your mouth. She plunges a finger into your sopping cunt. “F- Fuck els” 

 “Yeah? You like that pretty girl? You missed my fingers, yeah?” 

You just nod repeatedly. Another finger finds its way into your cunt. Her digits curl into you relentlessly. 

“Words baby.” 

“Fuck els. Yes. y- yes.” You moan 

“Fucking slut.” she chuckles before returning her mouth onto your tit. Her tongue swirling around your pebbled bud and her fingers pumping in and out of your pussy makes your back arch. But you can't help but be pissed at yourself for letting her bring you this pleasure after the pain she caused you. This is wrong. You shouldn't be doing this.  “Fuck, fuck, fuck, ellie. Ellie stop.” you push her head away.

“What's wrong? I thought you wanted this.” 

“I do, I mean. At least I thought I did.” You quickly throw your shirt back on.

“I don't get it?”

“It was a bad idea, calling you up. I shouldn't have said anything. We are bad together ellie. I fucked up.” guilt rushes over you. You shouldn't have said anything. And that was the truth. You told yourself that you would never get back with Ellie again. Ever. You told yourself that you would never let ellie fuck you again. You told yourself that you wouldn't let Ellie get in your head again. “I need to be alone. Just, go? Please.” 

“Yeah alright. Call me when u wanna finish this, kay? Cause u always do” She says bluntly before rolling her eyes and leaving. A tear breaks free from your glossy eyes. Thats fucking problem. She thinks that you will call her again. Because ‘you always do.’ And she's not wrong. You always end up calling her again, Whenever u get lonely, or horny, or miss her. Who the fuck would miss Ellie, fucking, Williams? You. You miss her. Because you can't get enough. 

a/n: I apologize for this. :D

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Fake Week

“What kind of sicko are you Kane? I will not wear this… this butt plug. Its bad enough I have to pretend to be your girlfriend for a month so you’ll stop bullying Kevin but I’m not going indulge you in this sick game and wear some lewd sex toy of yours. I don’t care if this is what all your exes did! You’ll knock it down to just a week if I do? Alright fine but I’m cleaning it first. Maybe cleaning it more than once.”

“Are you happy now Kane? No you don’t get to check it! No wonder you’re single, you’re such a creep! Oh sure you wanted to see it was fitting fine and not hurting me? Yeah right how stupid do you think I am? And besides it fits perfectly, like really perfect actually. I uh got to go.”

“Yeah so what if I’m putting on makeup? I figured if I’m going to sell being your girlfriend I should probably start looking like those vapid bitches you are used to dating. Plus this is so easy, don’t know why I didn’t try it before. It’s just an act, you’re still a creep and once today is done I’ll be one day closer to not having to pretend to be your girlfriend!”

“It’s called yoga Kane. All you exes are flexible, athletic bitches so I thought I might as well act like I care about this stuff. I have to say though I’ve seen such a crazy improvement in just a few hours. It’s like magic! I can stretch and twist like never before and I’ve seen improvements in other areas too. Areas I see you’re checking out you cheeky bastard. I guess it is a pretty amazing ass now so I’ll allow it but don’t get any ideas, I’m just your fake girlfriend for 5 more days.”

“I never noticed how long my hair had gotten lately, it was getting in my face all the time during yoga so I decided to put it into a high ponytail, you know like one of your exes, and it’s so freeing. I used to think it was so bitchy looking but now honestly I think it’s sexy like this don’t you think? Of course you agree, I can see that bulge in your pants ‘babe’. Hmmm it’s kind of hawt seeing someone other that Kevin be turned on by me. Even with him it’s so few and far between lately. Maybe in four days when I’m back to being his girlfriend he’ll like this new hairstyle.”

“Ugh why are my so called friends so annoying today? They were complaining that I was saying mean things about Margo. All I said was if she wanted to ever get a guy she should maybe lay off the ice cream once and awhile. It’s not my fault the fatty started to cry. She should thank me for being honest with her. I should be more honest with the lot of them and kick them to the curb but they’re the only friends I’ve got. You’ve heard Amber and Mercedes want to be friends with me? The two biggest bully’s in school, but they are pretty cool and fashionable unlike these other dweebs. Maybe I’ll give them a text, thanks for the encouragement…. babe.”

“You were right about Amber and Mercedes. We texted all day yesterday and met up at the mall and went shopping. They convinced me to throw out all my lame clothes and buy a totally new look. It’s mostly pink and tight and sexy as hell. They also convinced me about something else. About you. I’ve been such a brat to you these past few days and you’ve been nothing but a gentleman to me. It’s time you got some sort of reward for your troubles. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t going to be a reward for me too. Just stand there looking handsome as hell and I’ll do the rest.”

“Hey baby, last night was mmmm really hawt but don’t tell anyone ok? I don’t want Kevin to know that I cheated on him last night… or this morning… or in your car later today. I can’t help it if you can’t keep your hands off me. I mean who can blame you? Plus you are MY boyfriend for two more days. Of course I told Amber and Mercedes though, they’re my besties, I had to tell them. Plus they were so impressed by what a bitchy thing my cheating was that they made me their new leader. Wasn’t your ex their old leader? Well I’m going to being even badder and bitchier than she was. Mmm that’s making me so horny. Fuck it let’s go to your car now.”

“Last day of our ‘relationship’. It’s only right that we get all the fucking in that we can. Glad to see your stamina is up to the task. Kevin wouldn’t last a fraction that you are capable of. What a fucking loser, can’t believe I have to go back to him tomorrow. Why am I doing this again? To stop you bullying him? He deserves to be bullied and you’re soooo hawt doing it. I never admitted since putting in the butt plug I’ve been touching myself at night thinking about you wailing on him. You’re so much more of a man than he ever will be. You know what? Fuck him. I deserve a strong, mean, and hot as hell boyfriend and you deserve a bitchy queen bee of a girlfriend. Kevin deserves to be the victim. Forgot our deal, I’m yours for good now and Kevin is all yours.”

“Oh the jacket? It belongs to my boyfriend, Kane. You know, your bully? Me date you? As if loser, I’ve always been Kane’s girl and always will. It’s like I was made for him. You’re just some simping creep who’s wanted in my panties for years. Everyone knows it, because my beta besties Amber and Mercedes are telling them right now. Those two can spread news like wildfires. You’ll be a pariah by the end of the day. Kane will be cheered on for bullying you. Mmmm speaking of which here he comes. Don’t forget to cry, it makes me so wet when you do.”

[rosalesbeausderholle]

Weight talk sorry!

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I understand all of the criticisms of the body positive/fat positive/diet critical whatever you want to call it movement, but people who aren't fat and who have never spent their whole lives in an endless cycle of diet then gaining weight then diet weight then diet then gaining weight then diet etc will NEVER understand the utter pain and dehumanisation that you feel when going to the doctor for a completely unrelated issues then being given a 40 minute lecture about what you have to do and how you have to eat to lose weight and the whole time you're never allowed to get a word out no "I already do that" or "yes I know I have to exercise more but my schedule won't allow me to" or "no actually the reason I gained weight initially was because of yo yo dieting".

Mind you it's the first time this doctor has seen you in your whole ass life and she knows nothing about you and will not allow you to say a word or speak anything until she has created a narrative of you in her head that makes sense to her and then she will ask you to do the same diet which you have already failed at a thousand times (no most people cannot spend the rest of their fucking lives never eating anything fried again, that's not how it works, yes i know a diet is ~your diet forever~ why the fuck do you think i fail at them? Not even skinny people eat like that)

And oh she will feel so proud of herself. Meanwhile, there will be no talk of the actual health issue that you came to see the doctor for (she will say it's not in your file, you will ask her to look again and oh! Turns out it WAS in the file!) because you're not a fucking person to her, you're just FAT.

And yes, I know being fat is not healthy and yes I know I have to eat better and do more exercise, I'm trying everyday to do that, I don't want to live like this, I want to be fucking skinny for fuck's sake!! But it's really fucking hard to the point of impossible not to gain the weight lost back at some point??? And I cannot spend the rest of my life torturing myself with salads and boiled foods because that will make me go insane and then binge because i need it to be over, like it has happened EVERY. FUCKING. TIME!!!!!

I'm just... I'm so tired. I'm so damn tired, the first diet I did I Weighted 52 kg, I was 12, I was in the middle of puberty and now I'm convinced that if I hadn't started dieting my weight would just have balanced out as I grew a few final inches (because that has happened to every single woman in my family, you have a chubby puberty phase and then grow taller and suddenly you're skinny, but not me, because I started this horrid vicious cycle). Now, I weigh double that, and I don't know what to do, I don't know what the fuck to do. I've tried everything. I can't keep up on a lifelong diet, I know I have to eat better but I have no idea how. I can give up some fatty foods but I can't just, never order take out again, never go out to eat again, worry about the number of calories of every single bite that goes into my body, I cannot do that!!! I'm not built for that psychologically!!! It'll just lead me to crash out and binge again... I need help, I'm so tired...

[nattinatalia]

Urban Wyatt x Harlow Sister : Instagram AU

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[ridiasfangirlings]

Saruhiko is struggling to get his daughter to eat while sick and Kamamoto offers to help.

I like thinking about this post-ROK and Fushimi has like not even really talked to Kamamoto much at this point. As far as Homra goes Fushimi’s mostly been spending time with Yata and has talked with Kusanagi and Anna a bit but Fushimi just assumes Kamamoto dislikes him and why should Fushimi bother trying to change that, he doesn’t care what that fatty thinks of him. One day though Fushimi’s kid is sick and Fushimi is having issues getting her to eat, he’s still not the greatest cook but he can at least make porridge and usually that’s fine but this time she’s refusing it. Fushimi’s been taking time off work to care for her and he’s stretched pretty thin, worrying about his kid and not wanting to leave her alone but not sure what to do if she won’t eat. The doctor he calls just tells him to ‘wait and see’ and that’s no help, Fushimi doesn’t want to act like some flustered first time mom but really he’s very concerned. 

At one point Fushimi has to pick up some medicine for her and leaves her alone under the watchful eye of an alphabet boy. He happens to be walking by Bar Homra and goes inside, secretly hoping Yata is there and Fushimi can ask for ideas on what to cook, like maybe he’s been making the porridge wrong and Misaki will know how to do it right. The only one there is Kamamoto, who greets Fushimi kindly while Fushimi clicks his tongue and says never mind, he was just checking something. Kamamoto wonders if he was looking for Yata and lets Fushimi know that Yata’s at work, Fushimi denies needing Misaki for anything. Kamamoto notices the medicine in Fushimi’s hands and wonders if he’s sick, Fushimi looks away and says it’s for his kid and he needs to get back home. Kamamoto asks if that’s why Fushimi was looking for Yata and Fushimi denies it, he just… wanted to be sure he was making the food right. Kamamoto grins, he’s a specialist at that and can answer any food questions Fushimi has. Fushimi has no idea why Kamamoto is being so nice to him and says it’s nothing, he’s just trying to get his kid to eat while sick but he doesn’t need any help. Kamamoto is already walking over though, offering to help in Yata’s stead.

Fushimi ends up reluctantly letting Kamamoto come back with him and Kamamoto is all ready to start cooking, he has a bunch of recipes that are good when you’re sick. Imagine him being really nice to Fushimi’s daughter too (I feel like Kamamoto would be good with kids), she’s already looking a little more energetic because he’s talking with her so brightly. Kamamoto does notice that Yata’s right, Fushimi really doesn’t have any good food at his place and Fushimi clicks his tongue and says he has some food, it’s not that bad. Kamamoto can work with this though, he knows just the thing, and starts cooking. Fushimi didn’t ask for help and is pretending to not be paying attention but Kamamoto narrates what he’s doing anyway, like he’s giving a cooking lesson, and every so often Fushimi will secretly glance over at him so Kamamoto knows that Fushimi is paying attention. When the food is done they give it to Fushimi’s daughter and it’s the first thing she’s eaten all of in ages. Afterward Kamamoto gets ready to leave and imagine Fushimi all uncomfortable and awkward before managing a stilted ‘thanks,’ Kamamoto smiles and says it’s fine, friends help each other out. 

[gluttonemporium]

I think it would make sense for Makoto to be a sort of guilty pleasure type gutslut, maybe accidentally getting slurped down by one of her gluttonous friends only to realize that she adores the sensation even if she originally thought she only enjoyed being on the eating side—still leaning mostly pred but embarrassedly curious about what everyone else’s guts might feel like.

I think it would be doubly delightful for her to discover this twinge of gutsluttery from being gulped down unintentionally by Morgana. Maybe after the pudgy catboy being rewarded for his dutiful work resolving incidents in Mementos with a full size sushi spread and Makoto naively hanging a little too closely to the table as he begins in his feast.

Morgana’s eyes closed completely to really hone in on the seafood delights he was ravenously cramming into his belly only for his glutting to be briefly halted by one much larger, particularly meaty cut—could it have been a whole fatty tuna that he had missed before he started to dig in? Now this was more like it! They should have been treating him like this all the time for the work he’s always putting in! A thick bulge filled Morgana’s cheeks completely and then some, it was practically a struggle to get it into his mouth at all—but the rich, savory flavor of whatever it was meant that he wouldn’t—no—couldn’t slow down, whatever it was, he could feel his black bowling ball of a gut vibrating between his thighs in anticipation for it already with an airy GRRUUUUUERRERRMBLE—he needed it now! After a series of feverish, slobbery—

GUUUULP

GWUUUUUULP

GAAUWUUUUUULLLPs

—the enormous, cheek swelling, throat bulging hundreds of pounds of something were sent tumbling down into the gluttonous catboy’s greedy inky blob of a tummy, where he could already feel them stretching him out as though he had eaten an entire very fat person!

The sheer impact of the shifting weight knocked Morgana down onto his tubby butt, his mammoth, bulging belly visibly and audibly trembling as he rubbed circles into what he could reach of it, his tongue lolled out in sheer ecstasy

“MeeeyeEEEEEAAAAAAUUUURRRP! I think I’m going to need a few more servings of whatever that was!” the fat catboy gingerly patting an odd bulge protruding out from the gut that was now easily bigger than the rest of him at least three times over, only to be met with a muffled but frustrated, “Hands off!” from… inside?

Makoto was incredibly confused at first—flipped upside down, plunged into darkness and smothered in some kind of sticky, warm fluid, she had no idea what had happened—the last thing she knew, she was standing near a table and then—that’s when it clicked—Morgana!

While frustrated, disgusted, and a little embarrassed, Makoto was more angry than panicked that the ravenous fatcat had unceremoniously gulped her down like a premium slice of meat. They had been through a similar rigamarole before with him gulping down Futaba, and it was typically a cinch to threaten—or if it came to it—knock her out of him—so if anything, this would at worst be a mild inconvenience and an embarrassing story for later. Clearing her throat, Makoto spoke up firmly, “Mona, it seems like you’ve accidentally swallowed me, you will let me out. Now.”

The flabby catboy was pulled briefly from the excited haze of having such a full gut, “Huh, Queen?” Morgana pressed his face into the giving mass of jostling black fat he called a tummy and spoke, “Is that youUUUUUURRRP in there? No wonder that last piece was so—AAAAUUUUUURP—hearty!”

Makoto wished she could facepalm to quell her embarrassment at being accidentally eaten by the fatcat who hardly had the manners to stifle his belches while he talked, “Yes, yes. We can discuss my… taste later. Right now, all you have to do is let me out, or there will be consequences.” Once again Makoto spoke firmly, her words laced with intent.

Morgana didn’t respond immediately, his rumbling guts filling the silence with a wet, gastric GWUUUURRRRRRNNNN that shook Makoto’s tummy prison on all sides, “Hmmm… but yoOOOOUUUUUUUURRREEELCH—you feel really good in there.” Morgana finally answered, running his hands along the bulges in his gut he assumed were Makoto’s impeccably shaped, door-filling asscheeks and smirking, “No. I’m keeping you.”

That greedy little—! Fine. Makoto had been through this before too when Mona had eaten Futaba once or twice, he sometimes is so intoxicated with the sensation of premium, squirming girlmeat filling his guts that he forgets who’s in charge. Rearing back a fist, Makoto prepared to remind Morgana of this fact but when her fist connected—

BWOOOOOOOOOOOMMMPH

The pliant belly walls readily deformed to accept the blow, a fist sized bulge emerging from the smooth, wobbling sea of Morgana’s fat outside, only to start rebounding Makoto’s fist back at her as it was elastically sucked back in and eliciting a tummy trembling—

“BUUUUUAAAAAARRRRP! Ooof! Settle down in there Queen!”

—from her captor as he casually pat her head through his flab. Okay, no problem. Maybe she just needed a few more good jabs! Each time though—

BWOOOOMMPH

BUUUUOOORRP!

BWOOOOOOMPH

BEEEEAAAAAARRRRP!

BWOOOOOOMPH

HUUUUUUUUUURRRRP!

Just more wobbling, and more gross belches.

“C’mon Queen—HICUUUUURP—this is starting to hurt! I didn’t want to do this but…”

GWOOOOOOORRRRRUUUUUUMMMMMBBBBBLLLLE

There was another gurgle—this one deeper, wetter—and Makoto felt her “prison” shifting even more roughly around her than before… and getting a little hotter, Morgana must have been sloshing his tummy around from the outside trying to do something… oh god, was he actually going to digest her?! Swallowing down her rising panic, Makoto searched her mind for more options until she finally arrived at the last one she could think of, she would have to decompress her own hammerspaced tummy—surely the force of that much flab filling up Morgana all at once would be enough to force him to burp her up!

Makoto ran a hand along her trim, flexed middle, took a deep breath and then—

GLLLOOOUUUUUUUUUUURRRRSSSH

BAWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMPH

—unleashed the couch-sized bomb of pale, soft bellyfat she had been concealing and flooded Morgana’s belly! Now all she had to do was give it another second and—

“WH-WHOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRPP!”

Makoto felt herself tumbling wildly as her greedy, possessive captor unleashed a belch so deep and brassy that it made Morgana’s belly—and the room quake! Outside Makoto could hear a muffled clattering and thudding as the sudden mass of pure belly knocked several chairs and tables to the floor!

Yep with that much commotion it was, any minute now she’d be sent flying out of his mouth so she could wipe herself down and teach him a good lesson about this.

Aaaaaaaany minute.

But a minute did go by, and once the heaving GALUUUUNNNKING sloshing and earthquake like tremors died down…. Makoto was still trapped in this fat catboy’s huge, tight, gurgling gut. Not to mention that gurgling had only grown louder—more determined now.

GWWWWWUUUUURRRRRRNNNNNGGGGLLEEE

“Wh-what the hUUUUOOOOOOOORRP—hell was—HIC—that, Queen?! You’re really the—AAAUUUURRP—meal that keeps on filling!”

…Huh? Was this really it? Makoto felt her heart rack quickening and the walls closing around her—after everything, it still wasn’t enough?! Was she really going to become more fat for Morgana?! She really did everything she conceivably could… but this fat catboy and his belly… they had total control over her… she was completely his…

Makoto felt a certain heat rising to her cheeks as she imagined how this must have all looked from the outside—the silhouette of her coveted, perfectly sculpted yoga ball sized asscheeks and her mattress of a gut covered in a thin layer of inky catboy fat as one impossibly stuffed, greedy catboy merely groped and squeezed at them through his belly, belching and panting, paying her no mind. Was her powerlessness… the tightness… the warmth… the idea that her future and goals didn’t matter and that she was just gutfiller now… hot to her?

No, no, no!! This was all going wrong-!

Why had it been so easy for this tiny fatass cat to inhale her? By accident?! Swallowed down when he wasn't even paying attention - was it that easy to defeat her? Was defeat always this close by, ever since she became a Phantom Thief- Heck! All her life-?

The worst part is... there had been signs here and there. In certain situations, where defeat was literally looming overhead in the Metaverse. Against enemies that had a particular theme to them, when they got the upper hand - the gelatinous Slime and Black Ooze. The coils of the bewitchingly attractive Lamia. The mighty belly of the powerful Ganesha, Hindu god of wisdom and luck...

And now, beating all of those legendary figures of gluttony - one big fat cat that she called a friend! But don't worry Makoto. Digestion might reduce all of that well-sculpted butt and spring loaded gut into more him, it might not... but you should be fine either way!

Makoto would be tasting fresh air soon, even if she wouldn't believe it, as the walls close in and all Morgana can do is belch at her expense. He might be even fatter from the whole ordeal, but she herself will be unharmed...

And forever cursed with an obsession not unlike Futaba's. All because she didn't watch her hands while a cat ate~.

[e-squared-what-is-my-life]

Rena being a tsundere basically with her coworkers is funny to me and it lead to this thought:

Rude customers treating Taski as expendable infront of the murder family as Taski tries to seem unbothered but it strikes a nerve, maybe they brought up her 'role' being a maiden

Ooooh! Angst! Don't Mind if I Do!

Five hours. Five. Damn. Hours. That's how long this stupid Shell had been pestering Taski. Ever since it stepped foot in the Hub, the faceless creature made it a point to heckle everyone because of how unconventional the group was, though they were never turned away simply because they offered a lucrative business opportunity.

12 Fatty Cattys for one job? This woman must really hate her husband.

Regardless, she had been given warning after warning to shut the hell up or leave until the job was done, and only served to listen for about twenty minutes at a time before returning to her pestering. She'd gone from employee to employee, loiterer to loiterer, picking apart everyone and caterwauling about what was wrong with them in her eyes. It was mostly annoying, frustrating at best, but hadn't gone too far. Yet.

Up until now.

"This certainly is an interesting place to find a Taski." The customer hummed, leaning forward and just barely hovering in Taski's personal space. "I know you lot enjoy keeping busy, but I never thought I'd find a Taski Assassin."

"My name is actually Taski Maiden." The shorter woman replied, feeling a migraine coming on as she slowly realized that revealing her Birth Role wasn't necessarily the best idea, especially in this context.

"Taski 'Maiden'?" The Shell let out a sharp laugh and put a hand over where her mouth would be. "Oh! That explains so much! I never would have imagined Runas actually letting one of you little creatures have such a ruthless job! Carrying offspring and providing pleasure certainly suits you better than this silly profession!"

A strangled sound forced its way out of Taski's mouth, clear proof of how much the comment practically knocked the breath out of her. She took a few deep breaths to compose herself, forcing back disgusted tears and replacing her frustration with false excitement.

"I actually do work for this company, madame! My name is simply a misleading title!" Taski chimed, puffing out her chest with pride.

"So you're calling The Great Runas a liar?" The Shell boldly scoffed, crossing her arms and leaning back slightly. "Surely not! He makes no mistakes in his Role gifting! If your Role is to be a Maiden, you should do as Runas has instructed!"

Taski bit her lip to hold back the very unprofessional words she wanted to spit at this customer, shaking slightly as the energy started to build. She needed to leave, and she needed to leave now.

"I think you'd honestly look better following your Role. Pregnancy often creates a lovely glow, though I'm sure you're aware of that already. How many offspring have you produced for Runas so far?"

"That's a very personal question, ma'am." Taski replied through gritted teeth, vaguely aware of the attention her response was earning her.

"True, but I simply adore hearing about what the Working and Providing species do to assist the public! You should be quite proud! I hear being a Taski is very fulfilling, and being a Maiden on top of it! I envy the resilience of your kind!"

"My... kind..." Taski muttered, grunting slightly as she felt a hand gently fall onto her shoulder.

"Are you alright, my love?" Coral whispered, looking down at her sweetheart with a concerned frown.

"I'm fine." Taski replied, crossing her arms almost self consciously. "Just a little caught off guard."

"No idea why." The Shell hummed. "I'm simply stating facts."

"Mhm..." Coral replied, clearly not believing what she was being told. "Say, love? Why don't you go find Froggy? I think I heard him say something about needing help for lunch ideas."

It was an obvious out, one that Taski appreciated greatly, and she took it immediately, pressing a kiss to Coral's cheek before speed walking away. She didn’t want to stay behind and see what Coral was planning on doing, no matter how sexy it was likely going to be. Right now, all Taski wanted was some peace and quiet, which she knew she'd find with one of the more unexpected employees.

"You look awful." RENA muttered as Taski sat next to her and Claire.

"Thanks." Taski scoffed, smiling only slightly as Claire toddled over and climbing into her lap. "Ugh. Why didn't anyone tell me customers can be so... so..."

"Frustrating?" RENA offered, nodding with understanding as Taski sighed and wilted. "It's just one of the negatives of the profession. Not everything is fun and fulfilling."

"Trust me, I know." Taski sighed, hugging Claire close and wiping a bit of dirt from the Byte's face. "The system is rigged against us mercilessly. A fact I wish Runas would at least acknowledge."

"You and me both." RENA chuckled humorlessly.

"Darling, are you alright?" Coral's soft voice drew the trio's attention, and she chuckled as Claire cheered and wriggled around until she was in Coral's arms.

"Yeah. I'm fine." Taski replied honestly, humming with interest at the sight of blood on Coral's cheek. "Ah, babe? You've got a little..."

"Hmm?" Coral maneuvered Claire so that she could wipe the blood away, blushing a pretty grey and clearing her throat. "Apologies."

"No need. I have a feeling your darling was quite taken by it." RENA teased, smirking as Taski sputtered and covered her face. "Feeling better?"

Taski looked up, searching for the customer and smiling as she found nothing more than an empty shell lying on the ground. She giggled as Froggy cursed and complained about everyone "Leaving their kills in inappropriate places!", already feeling much better.

"It's nice to see you smiling again, my love." Coral chimed, settling next to Taski and pressing a kiss onto Taski's head. "Know that I'll always be ready to kill for you again, whenever you need it."

"We all will." RENA confirmed with a dangerously sadistic smirk.

Taski giggled, leaning against Coral and sighing happily. "As long as you promise to give me a turn every now and then."

"Deal." Coral and RENA agreed, reveling in Taski's amused laughter.

For now, all was good.

[akkivee]

The Yamada Family's Special Curry: Hypmic Curry Drama Track TL

Jiro: A curry battle huh…? They sure came up with a weird idea this time around…

Ichiro: I also think it’s a strange concept, but I still want to prove we’re the best. Will you two help me out?

Jiro & Saburo: Of course!!

Ichiro: Glad to hear it!

Saburo: We’re used to making curry so I think we should get started immediately!

Ichiro: Ah, about that… *places down a plate* I actually went ahead and made a prototype curry!

Saburo: As expected, Ichi-nii, you prepared something beforehand!

Ichiro: If we’re going to win over everyone, we can’t just use our usual curry. I was hoping you guys could help me perfect the ultimate curry!

Saburo: Then we’ll try the prototype so we can start ameliorating any flaws it may have!!

Jiro: A-Ameli…?? I don’t get what he just said but you can leave its flavour to me!!

Ichiro: Thanks, you two! Then, why don’t you go ahead and give it a taste?

Jiro & Saburo: Absolutely! *eats*

Jiro & Saburo: Mmm??

Jiro: This isn’t the flavour of our usual curry…! Did he really forget the most important part…??

Saburo: It’s greasy and tastes terrible…! I don’t want to say something Ichi-nii made is unpleasant but…!!

Ichiro: So how is it??

Jiro: I-I’ve never had anything like it before…

Saburo: W-what did you put in it?

Ichiro: *starts bringing out ingredients* So for the roux, I decided not to use anything you can buy from the store and made a completely original spice blend! I also used domestic A5 graded black beef and fatty mackerel!

Jiro: Yeah…?

Saburo: I see…

*phone rings*

Ichiro: Sorry, I gotta take this, it’s a work call. …Hello, how may I help you?

Jiro: *downs a glass of water* Hey Saburo, what did Nii-chan do to this curry??

Saburo: How am I supposed to know?? I can only assume he was so focused on beating the competition, failed to give it any rational thought.

Jiro: Damn it…! Even though Nii-chan’s usual curry is already the most delicious…!

Saburo: My thoughts exactly! He didn’t need to use these fancy ingredients, Ichi-nii’s curry is already exquisite…!

Jiro: We gotta bring Nii-chan back to his senses!

Saburo: As loathe as I am to work hand in hand with incompetence, there’s no other way…!

Ichiro: Sorry, guys, I’m back! So, what should I add to improve the curry?

Jiro & Saburo: *nods at each other*

Jiro: Aniki, I’ll give it to you straight. No matter what you add, this ain’t gonna be our curry!

Ichiro: What??

Jiro: I get where you’re coming from, but you shouldered this by yourself without even talking to us… Isn’t that messed up?

Saburo: I feel similarly to Jiro. If we’re going up against the other divisions, shouldn’t our bonds as brothers shine through?

Ichiro: Our bonds as brothers…?

Jiro & Saburo: And so, we should use our usual curry!

Ichiro: But, if we use our usual curry, wouldn’t you be able to tell the roux uses store bought curry and ingredients that were on sale? If we want to beat the others, then—

Jiro: But that’s what makes it our curry!

Saburo: Just like with our rap as the Buster Bros!!!, there wouldn’t be any point to winning if it’s not who we are!

Ichiro: You guys… *eats the curry* …Yeah, you’re right, this isn’t our curry. I understand what you mean!

Jiro & Saburo: …!!

Ichiro: Okay, let’s head out to the store to buy the stuff we usually use in our curry!

Jiro: Yeah! Once we hit up the shopping district, I’ll find the best bargain after a few rounds around the shops!

Saburo: According to my research, the type of roux that’s favoured across multiple age generations would be one that’s a bit sweet and hits the medium range in spiciness!

Ichiro: Thanks! I’m counting on you guys!

Saburo: Oh, there’s one more thing…

Jiro: What? We’re about to head out.

Saburo: No, it’s just, since we’re going to have to sell it, doesn’t that mean we need to come up with a name for our curry? I think the usual naming conventions revolve around the main ingredients used in the product.

Jiro: We got vegetables, fish, meat… If we go off of that, we’ve just got a variety curry.

Ichiro: We don’t even have to worry about that! No matter the ingredients, this is the “Yamada Family’s Special Curry”! And with it, the three of us will beat all the rest!!